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venuiscmind · 2 months

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i was replaying part two and all i can think of is the scene where dina and ellie talk about if anyone is still making movies. imagine ellie doing everything she can to find a camera so you and her can make your own type of movies ?? id explode.

Only on Camera (Ellie Williams x reader smut) 18+

Hiiiiii. Loved the request and has been on my mind ever since you asked for it. Bartender Ellie is still on the way but this just inspired me so much!!! ( also this was written at 3am so pls ignore any errors ooph) (W.C 3k)

Scissoring, tribbing, fingering, oral, making out, spit play (only a tiny bit), squirting, pet names.

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If you asked Ellie, she'd tell you that she never thought she would be like one of those girls that she had seen on the smut magazines or pictures she had come across in patrols or in scavenges for trading material. The thought had briefly crossed her mind while she was on a patrol with Dina, and she had asked her if she thought 'Was anyone still making movies out there.' but she kept her lips firmly shut.

Then she had actually discovered those tapes in Eugene’s Library.

Ellie never watched them whenever she returned to the library, but she was a woman possessed. She had to make trips back whenever she was patrolling the creek trails with Dina, and she would always take some weed back with her to trade or to smoke with you. She had even began trading the leaves with the others in Jackson swapping them for little things that she thought you would love like clothes, certain snacks or trinkets you would store in safe places.

She loved seeing you happy and sometimes wished she could capture these moments of you smiling up at her or hugging her to say thank you forever. Make them permanent and tangible so she could hold onto it for the rest of her life.

That was when she thought back on those tapes again. Not thinking of the girls or what they were doing on them but of you, and how you would look better on camera than any of them. Clothes on or not.

And that was how it started. Her signing in at any patrol spot and then begging her partner to give her an hour to turn the place over to find what she was looking for. She began expanding her search to places that weren't necessarily on the patrol route but still needed to be checked out, schools, malls that seemed to be as stocked as could be in the apocalypse, certain houses that hadn't been too badly ransacked and lone stores that could have what she needed.

Nothing. To say she was getting frustrated was an understatement, but she didn't give up. She wanted to try. So, she kept looking and bribing her partner to look the other way. Then one day it clicked. After weeks of ransacking and mauling properties she looked in the place where it had all started. She tied Shimmer outside of Eugene's library and got to work immediately.

Finally in one of the drawers she found a handheld camera, still in good condition and as luck would have it still had storage. "Yes." She sighed into her frozen hands and silently thanked the soul of the now deceased Eugene. She stuffed the camera into her backpack and rode back to Jackson with a new stride in her step.

She didn't bring up the idea to you immediately, but she did bring the camera to show you. Despite her frantic search Ellie wanted to ease the idea of being on tape onto you as gently as possible. But it didn't take long for her to ask.

It was a rare evening that the both of you had off, Ellie relieved from her patrols for the day and you from your duties in the stables and gardens of Jackson. You spent it how you always did. At each other's respective houses, this time it was at Ellie's, and you had spent the day watching movies and keeping each other warm against the bitter cold of the town's winters.

You started off watching the first few films side by side, sharing a blanket, then Ellie took your legs and swung them over her lap in the name if making you comfier. Soon after you had simply gravitated towards each other, each movement had you growing closer, negating any space between the two of you until you had gotten close enough to sit in her lap.

You slid your leg on the other side of hers, so that you could straddle her and hear her ask a simple "you okay to keep going?" Your responses were always the same. A small kiss to her lips and a "yes els, keep going." mumbled against her lips.

The dim light of the movie, kept Ellie's flushed face visible to you as you stroked the side of her face and leaned in, being met by her halfway as she arched up to kiss you. You always felt so foggy whenever you kissed her.

Like all the heat in your body would suddenly flare up and you could short circuit. You felt as though your heartbeat had started for the first time and you couldn't get any oxygen into your lungs. But you didn't need any. Ellie was all you needed. With her hands gripping your waist before moving the soft flesh of your ass.

You moaned into her mouth at the touch, sliding your hands up into her hoodie palming her tits and sliding your tongue into her mouth which was already open and accepting you into her. Your heart suddenly swelled at this, feeling the love the girl under you held for you and only you.

Ellie leaned back and pulled away from you leaning her head against the arm of the couch, looking at you for a second, lips shiny with a small string of spit connecting the two of you together. She wanted to ask you desperately but didn't to make things weird now especially when she wanted to take care of you. You saw the furrow on her brow and whispered to her "Els, are you okay over there?" looking at the expression on her face. You moved to get off, but she kept her hands firmly planted before opening her eyes fully and settling them onto you.

"Y-yeah just wanted to ask you about something. You can a hundred percent say no, but I just wanted to see if you maybe wanted to-" "It's about that camera, isn't it?" You cut off your poor girl's rambles feeling she'd never actually ask and keep circling. You looked into her eyes lovingly and smiled softly, continuing to stroke the swells of her cheeks.

"I want to if you want to els." This caused Ellie to groan under you and offer reassurance of "we can stop anytime you want just say," or "we don't have to you know?". You knew she was assuming and worrying you were doing this for her, but the idea had popped into your head ever since she placed the camera into your hands. You wanted to make sure your love lasted forever. On film and with each other too. You lead Ellie to her bed, hand in hand and sat her down, kissing her before setting the camera up on her desk opposite the bed, facing the both of you before flicking it on and confirming the red dot was flickering.

You turned to her pulling your shirt over your head and placing it on her desk and heard her breath hitch at the act that she would have this captured on film forever.

You looked back at the girl on her bed, elbows holding her up as she leaned back on them gazing up at you with her shining green eyes. "C'mere." she said holding her hands out to you beckoning you over.

You took them and she pulled you down onto the bed, the movement causing you to realise how much slick had pooled between your legs and probably coated your underwear.

Ellie kissed your cheeks before pulling off her hoodie and her jeans, leaving her in a black wifebeater and her underwear. You took a shaky deep breath as she crawled in the space where your legs were open and lay on top of you, who wrapped your thighs around her middle in response to the intrusion of your space.

You helped her pull off your pants leaving you only in your underwear. You shivered and pulled her in for a kiss which she gave you but quickly pulled back in favour of getting up and gripping your thighs to pull you closer to the edge of the bed to make sure the camera would get all of what you were giving her making your shriek at the sudden movement.

You huffed and cried out as she placed a kiss to your underwear. "shh" Ellie placated you rubbing her hands up your thighs to soothe you. She mouthed at you through the garments, listening to you shuffle and moan out at the contact. Her tongue traced around your clit before sucking on the bundle of nerves, making you cover your mouth as your jaw loosened and moans escaped your lips.

"Ellie, please don't tease I can't take it." you groaned, but the girl was through tormenting you, pushing your underwear aside to taste you properly, spitting on your clit before sucking in your clit again. She slid her fingers against your folds, feeling you shiver against her, as she pushed into you, and settled against the spongy spot inside you. She didn't stay still though, as per your request. She never was good at denying you anything.

She couldn't get enough of the taste sticking to her tongue and decided she wanted more before shoving her tongue inside of you after sliding her fingers out of you gently. You were so close you sobbed telling her and reached out to pull her short hair closer to your body scratching at the back of your neck. She loved when you did this groaning at the small bits of pain you were giving her she thought while her nose bumped against your clit due to your hips moving.

She hoped the camera wouldn't pick up on the way she was grinding against her own legs folded beneath her, to get some friction from the wetness in her underwear.

She felt you cream and cum around her tongue, she lapped up as much as she could, tasting the tartness and sweetness of you in her mouth as you came on her lips. She pulled away once she felt you whine, knowing you would be overstimulated too fast if she continued so she kissed her way back up your body, grasped your jaw and you opened your lips before she even said the word "open."

She let the liquid pool into her mouth then spat straight onto your outstretched tongue. She pushed her fingers into your mouth and felt you swallow around them. Ellie groaned watching you swallow yourself down with blown out pupils. "That's it." she said watching you, "My fucking good girl." You hummed, suckling on her thumb until there was nothing of you left to devour.

You leaned up to kiss her then whispered in her ear "want you on me els, please?" You leaned back feeling yourself clench around nothing, aching again to feel her again. Ellie let you wrap her arms around her neck, pressing your tits against hers and kissing up her jawline to try and convince her of something she was going to do from the start.

"Of course, baby." she whispered, kissing your cheeks back and cradling your head. She began taking off the rest of her clothes as you leaned back, letting her climb on top of you. She grabbed the back of your knees spreading them, moulding you into the position she wanted you in. You complied with her, running your hands down the lines of her abs, completely enamoured with the girl on top of you.

She sank down slowly biting her full lips between her teeth to bite back the moans that were threatening to escape them. You wanted to hear her though, so you grabbed onto her hips gently to start fucking back onto her, coaxing her voice out of her lungs. She gasped and moaned, feeling your clits bump and your collective wetness start to mix together. "holy fuck." she groaned. She would never get used to the feeling of grinding against you. Every time she did it, she felt like she was living for the first time.

She looked at you, blushing and trying to keep humping against her without finishing before her and had to close her eyes so as not to cum at the sight of it alone but fuck she was close. "Think I'm goanna cum oh shit-." She said cutting herself off as she felt the heat rise in her core and down to her clit as she felt herself tighten again. "so close els, cum on me please." You begged the girl above you.

She came listening to your babbling underneath you. Ellie gushed and came just as her clit glided up against you, completely coated in your slick and felt herself float out of her body as her eyes rolled back into her skull. She also felt herself gush and squirt around you, holding onto your hands to keep herself grounded and so she didn't fall off your quivering body. She triggered your own orgasm as she felt your folds shake, squeezing around nothing but her slick.

Once she finished panting and recovered from her orgasm she got up, remembering the camera was still on the both of you. She turned it off watching the light blink out and went back into bed after grabbing towels to clean you both. She dressed you in a shirt and kissed you.

"Thank you, pretty girl. Can't wait to watch it." She grinned looking over at you while tossing the camera between her hands, as you blushed and covered your face, before jokingly slapping her arm.

"As long as we watch it together, I want to see you squirt on me." It was her turn to blush at this, but she leaned in before closing her eyes to kiss you again and say, "Love you baby." in a hushed and enamoured tone.

"Love you too els." You said fondly, wrapping your arms around the girl, covering you both in her sheets and nuzzling her nose.

#ellie williams #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams smut #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x reader smut #ellie williams x you #ellie tlou #ellie williams imagine #ellie williams x y/n #ellei williams tlou2 #ellie x reader #ellie the last of us #ellie x fem reader #the last of us part ii #tlou2 #ellie smut

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accki · 2 years

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the power to reconsider gender is stored in one very loved and perfectly timed fanfic

#ignore me #yes i read a rlly good chapter of an interesting omegaverse fanfic #and its somehow radicalized me the most so far #at 3am too of course

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cheolslz · 2 months

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and when reader has a thing for cheol’s thick thighs then what????? cus i do and it’s driving me insane help 💔💔

like his thighs are the perfect seat, best seat in the world tbh and omg if reader has to sit on his lap because there’s no space in the car then what????

then what??? then I go insane.

18+(minors dni), car ride and you're on his lap oooo, thigh riding, fem!reader but it's not explicitly mentioned(?)

ignore typos I wrote this at 3am without proofreading

now, you never said this was going to be a good idea.

your monthly meet up with your and seungcheol's friend groups are something you look forward very excitedly. so this month when the plan for going to a place out of the city to stay for the weekend was made, you said yes immediately.

on the day of all of you going you ran into a little problem. there were supposed to be 4 cars in total but mingyus car broke down before he got to your guy's meet up spot.

after a lot of discussions you all decided to fit into 3 cars, not wanting to go through the hassle of renting another car. you were in Joshua's car along with a few other people.

now. “fit into” meant you had to sit on seungcheol's lap. initially none of you thought much about it but once the car started, you knew this was going to be hard for both of you.

going out of the city meant the roads would get worse. roads getting worse would mean a bumpy car ride. bumpy car ride on your boyfriend’s lap…yea.

the first 3 hours were fine. the roads were plain and all of you were distracted by cheerful conversations and music in the car. slowly people started dozzing off until the only people who were awake were you, seungcheol and joshua who was driving.

seungcheol was a man who could maintain his composure very well. he usually never cracked under anything but God you made it so difficult. he was out of his mind hoping for this car ride to get over as soon as possible.

everytime there would be a bump, you'd fall back a bit and clash with his chest. your ass would be rubbing against his clothed member so well that he'd have to take heavy breaths to calm himself down. he hugged your waist tightly trying to reduce your movements.

you couldn't even help it if you tried. his thick and muscular thighs under you felt so nice. all of his workouts were definitely paying off. the way he would tense his thighs everytime you'd rub against him and you'd feel him under you.

“stop moving” he whispers in your ear.

“I'm trying” you whisper back, blushing and clearly flustered by this whole situation.

after 1 (cruel) hour you finally reach your hotel. the minute you get off his lap and out the car, he takes a moment to get his head in his hands and breathe. everyone unloads their luggage from the cars and gets their room keys.

seungcheol was a man who could maintain his composure very well, but he couldn't even wait till you got to your room and started making out with you in the hallway. you thank yourself for booking tickets late and not getting a room in the same floor as your friends.

the minute you enter the room and lock the door, both of you discard all your clothes and end up on the bed. seungcheol has you under him as he trails kisses down your jaw and to your collar bone. your soft whimper and noises are music to his ear.

music. the car ride comes in his mind and he gets an idea.

he immediately flips you over so he's sitting on the bed and you're on his thighs. you look at him confused and he starts flexing his thighs under you and slowly lowers you onto them. he drags your hips up and down his on muscle, the friction making you see stars. you hold his shoulder for support and moan his name, slowly riding his thighs as it gets covered in your arousal. he kisses your neck and groans

“fuck baby you look so pretty like this”

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rafayelism · 6 months

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3AM ; ex!wriothesley x fem!reader

(´• ω •`) | modern au where wriothesley is drunk. and your ex. so why is he at your dorm at 3AM?

skincare, cuddles, fluff, angst if you squint

clorinde 2:56 AM: back together with wriothesley already?

clorinde 2:56 AM: that was fast

you 2:57 AM: WDYM???!??!?!?!? im so over him

you 2:57 AM: why?

clorinde is typing…

you 2:58 AM: don’t tell me… he’s at the door again?

clorinde 3:00 AM: yep. said he’s here for his girlfriend

you 3:01 AM: DONT LET HIM IN

clorinde reacted with Whoops!

you 3:02 AM: tell him im almost home…

wriothesley is drunk. he’s slumped on your pink fuzzy toilet cover, eyes fluttering closed as you lean in the bathroom doorway.

“didn’t we break up?” you ask, laughing at the way he perks up at your voice, his hands encircling your waist as you step in between his legs.

“somethin’ like that,” he slurs, fingers curling around your waist, “but you always do my skincare before bed.”

you brush his hair out of his eyes, pinning his bangs back with a sparkly kuromi clip, ignoring the way he melts into your touch. you bite your lip and sigh as you wipe his face with a damp washcloth. his pretty blue eyes bore into yours as he scans your features.

“haven’t seen you in a week. why didn’t you respond to my texts?” he asks, cocking his head.

“hold still, wriothesl-”

“wrio.” he interrupts, grip tightening around your waist. “it’s wrio to you.”

you laugh, tilting his chin up, nails grazing against his neck as he complains about ‘those damn acrylics’.

“okay, wrio,” you smile, rubbing essence into his t-zone. “isn’t that a nickname reserved for girlfriends only?”

a beat of silence. he looks confused. “you are my girlfriend?”

you tap his bottom lip and he puckers them obediently, eyebrows furrowed as you apply a thin coat of cherry chapstick. “nope,” you say, patting his cheeks. “you broke up with me last week.”

“why would i ever break up with you?” he asks incredulously, wincing as you apply cool lotion on his eye bags. they look darker than usual, you note, gentle with your touch as your fingers linger.

“something about me distracting you from school,” you say. “you said you were too in love with me.”

“i would never-”

“listen, wrio,” you sigh, a finger on his lips as you silence him. “i don’t know. maybe you need some time away from me.”

wriothesley bites at your finger in retaliation and you yelp in surprise.

“ow! motherfucker,” you mutter, flicking his chin. “some ex you are.”

wriothesley ignores you, standing up from his position on your pink toilet. he’s sobered up now. “boyfriend,” he corrects, towering over you as you squint up at him.

“you broke up with me.”

he bends down to press his forehead to the crevice of your neck, mumbling into your chest. “then will you be my girlfriend?”

“you’re drunk.” you reply, hands reaching up to play with his hair. “we’ll talk about this tomorrow, wriothesley.”

“it’s wrio,” he whines again. “be my girlfriend.”

“tomorrow,” you sigh, shuffling the two of you over to your twin bed. “we’ll talk tomorrow.”

“will you say yes tomorrow?” he asks, curling into your side as you crawl under the blankets.

“maybe.” you mutter.

“not sleeping until you say yes.”

you laugh, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “okay. sure. yes.”

he’s out like a light, snores light as you sigh into his hair. it’s not long until your eyes flutter shut as well.

clorinde 10:08 AM : One Attachment

clorinde 10:09 AM : cute

clorinde 10:09 AM: back together?

you 10:10 AM: yep…

#genshin fanfic #genshin imagines #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin x you #wriothesley #wriothesley x reader #wriothesley x you #wriothesley genshin #wriothesley fluff

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nia-writes · 1 year

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How they wake you up in the mornings~

A/N: this is based on them being off duty~~

Warnings: Slight NSFW in Prices, mentions of reader panicking.

Ghosty~

Normally: This man is up at 5am every morning, even off duty. Doesn't matter what time he slept the night before, 1am, 3am, 4am, he's still up. That being said, he won't wake you until later. Wake me up at 5am and I will fight. Unless you asked for him to wake you, he won't. But, if you did, he'd be gentle. Shaking you very lightly, and when your eyes open and focus on him, he's got a soft smile specially for you. He’s so whipped for you.

To be sweet: Simon can be very sweet~ especially once you've broken down his many, hard walls. At first, he would be unsure how to show you he loves you, so he makes you breakfast. I believe he would be a decent cook, and he would try his very best to make your favorite dishes. He would set the tray of food down on the nightstand, with tea of course, and gently start to kiss you awake. He will tickle if you refuse to wake up.

In a emergency: He's already thrown you over his shoulder and out the door before you even woken up- Doesn't matter what the emergency is, you are always his first priority.

To be a pain: Please tell me why I believe this man would just... *flip* the mattress over. Like, he'd place something on the floor so you don't get hurt, but test his patience and well.. you'll end up on the floor. He would make sure you're ok though, he's not that mean.

FOAP~~

Normally: He would always wake you up in a chaotic way. Tickling, dragging you out of bed, wrapping you up in the blanket like a burrito and throwing you over this shoulder, he does it all. He's always very gentle with you, before he attacks you in affection.

To be sweet: Johnny would be the the sweetest. He'd first start off by kissing and cuddling you, then depending on your mood, would order food or cook for you. Mornings like these are his favorite, he's a huge ball of affection and will suffocate you with it. RIP in peace

In an emergency: Oh gosh.. if you have anxiety, good luck. same bestie. He doesn't mean to overreact, but in a situation where your safety is in danger, his brain is empty as he picks you up and runs. He is very apologetic after, and will crush you with his love.

To be a pain: *Scottish music intensifies* For real, if you've still haven't woken up yet and he's having withdrawal symptoms from your smile- he will be the biggest pain. Along with the blaring music, he can, and will, starting singing loudly. He would also open the curtains and hold your hand above your head so you can't block your eyes. Good luck to you, just wake up.

John Price~

Normally: Price is a very busy man. On days when he's in a rush, he'll place a sweet kiss, rubbing your arms affectionately. But if he's home, he'll take his time. Holding you close to him, kissing your face, neck and shoulders.

To be sweet: He's extra needy in the mornings. Wakes you by caressing your body, nipping your ear. Saying soft praises while he thrusts gently into you. Afterwards, he would be super doting. Cooking, running a bath, whatever you need he will get it.

In an emergency: Very calm. It's almost creepy how calm he can be, as he uses his military voice to wake you. You know something has happened at his tone, knowing he rarely uses it with you. He's comforting still, if you're still sleepy, he will pick you up.

To be a pain: *Sighs* you won't need a shower because he's already given you one. If you ignore his warnings to wake up, he'll get a bucket, fill it to the very brim, and dump it on you. Yes, its cold water, yes, he is smiling so smug. Don't even dare to be mad with him, he warned you.

Kyle Gaz Garrick~

Normally: He would be lazy in the mornings, when he's on a mission, he doesn't get the chance to sleep or rest. He always wakes up first, smiling as he cuddles you tight. He kisses you gently until you wake up, whispering in your ear: "Mornin', love." Definitely stays in bed for hours.

To be sweet: Ah hes such a caring boyfriend~ He'd gently kiss you awake, once you've had a little soft make out session, Kyle would grab you like a princess and place you on the couch. He'd make you breakfast while cracking jokes with you. Always compliments you each morning, he finds you heavenly.

In an emergency: Very protective. He would still let you stay asleep as he picks you up and gets you to safety.

To be a pain: Bangs pots and pans together. May or may not eat your favorite food in front of you if you refuse to get out of bed, and when you do leave, he doesn't give you any. (unless you threaten to not kiss him) Or if you're a gamer, he'd tease you by saying: "Love, I'm about to play!" that would get me up so quick-

Alejandro~

Normally: This romantic, smooth man god i want him so bad. He's sweet every morning, bet he would leave the house early to grab you fresh flowers each day. He's just so in love with you. Always has to wake you with kisses, he's holding you so close to his chest. Your bodies are intertwined as he whispers sweet nothings in your ear~

To be sweet: Ugh. He's always sweet, especially in the mornings. But when he's feeling extra affectionate he writes you a love letter. You have a box fulled of them. He has so much love for you that it overflows so he has to write it down. Ale would run a bath for you, lighting candles and adding in your favorite scent. He will join you if you let him. Also needy in the mornings, but now as sweet as Price. who needs legs?

In an emergency: He is so calm when he wakes you, you'd have no idea that something happened. He doesn't want to scare or cause you to panic you so he, gently but quickly, grabs you and leaves. If you do panic, he is quick to calm you, calmly smoothing your back while whispering reassuring words.

To be a pain: I can never see him being a pain. Except for when he hasn't had your affection for a long time and you refuse to wake up. He'd lightly grab your ankle and drag you from the bed. Good luck if you're ticklish, he won't spare you. i can take him-

König~

Normally: At first, he would be hesitant to wake you. Even if you had asked him to, he would still be very anxious. He would also be scared to hurt you, he's a big tall delicious man, in his eyes you are precious. He would start by gently caressing your leg, whispering your name. And when you wake up and smile at him, he swears his heart stops.

To be sweet: He would leave early morning to get your favorite breakfast and snacks. Since he's home, he wants to spend the whole day with you, watching movies and not leaving your side. When he's back, he smiles as he caresses your cheek, his face turning red as he watches you slowly wake up.

In an emergency: Panics. He quickly calms himself and lifts you up with such ease, gently holding you as he runs. He reassures you everything is fine, not wanting to panic you, but he deals with the situation swiftly. There’s not many moments where he can spend with you, and he won’t let anything get in the way.

To be a pain: Never. He's the most sweetest amongst the men here, I can see him never being a pain to you, even if you absolutely refuse to wake up in the mornings.

#modern warfare fluff #ghost x reader #soap x reader #price x reader #gaz x reader #simon ghost riley #alejandro x reader #konig x reader #modern war #modern warfare fanart #modern warfare ghost #modern warfare ii #modern warfare imagine #modern warfare fanfiction #modern warfare headcanons #modern warfare price #modern warfare 2 #cod imagine #call of duty

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gentlyweeps-world · 4 months

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Bad Idea

summary: Lando texts you months after he broke up with you, so logically it was a bad idea to text back, too bad it’s “for the plot”

pairing: lando norris x fem! reader

warnings: pure smut, p in v, !!16+!!

radio check 🪩: So this isn’t like my normal works, but I felt adventurous! And I’d like to apologize I haven’t gotten to updating my series and second parts, I haven’t been too good mentally but I should get to work on them soon! (This fic is loosely based off of “bad idea” by Olivia Rodrigo if that wasn’t obvious)

LIGHTS OUT AND AWAY WE GO

Your friends had mentioned Lando still wasn’t back in a relationship even after breaking up with you months ago, they even told you he still wore the bracelet you got him.

To be honest you didn’t care, but that’s what you told your friends. In truth you did care, you still cared for him. But obviously you wouldn’t say or do anything to show that, after all he was the one to break up with you because “he couldn’t give you what he wanted”.

So that was about two years down the drain, at least that’s what you thought for a while, not until he decided to text you at 3am.

Your eyes widen at the “Hey” text he sent, wondering why he didn’t block your number, or better yet why you didn’t block his number, you quickly text your friends asking what you should do.

They all respond along the lines of, “he probably just wants to hit”, “don’t text back, that’s a bad idea”, “he’s just desperate”, and blah blah blah. Obviously you ignored them, cause hey, it’s for the plot right? And you had been out on a few dates after breaking up, but sadly it wasn’t the same, so either way you didn’t care if he truly just wanted to fuck.

“What?” You text back, not wanting to seem like you cared too much but didn’t care at all. “You up?” He replies almost instantly. You rolled your eyes at his response, it was pretty self explanatory.

“If I’m texting you back, then yes”

"Lol." was his reply.

You felt a little annoyed at his half-assed responses. If he wanted to talk so badly, why wouldn't he put in a bit more effort?

After a minute or so, he texted again.

"Whatcha doin'?"

“Laying in bed” You reply, knowing he’ll try to turn the conversation into one that’s dirty. "Oh yeah? What are you wearing?" came his reply. “Hm wouldn’t you like to know” You reply, “Take a guess” You add on.

"I bet you're not wearing anything." Lando texts back. In a way, you were kind of flattered that he still thought of you that way but it still pissed you off that he only texted you to get his dick wet. “And I bet you wish you could see me like that again, huh?” You reply, you knew it was risky, but you could at least have some fun with it.

"Who says I haven't still been looking at old pictures?" Lando texts back, his replies are getting sexual now. Your eyes widen in shock, has he still been thinking about you even after you guys broke up? “What pictures?” You text back.

"You can't really expect me to tell you what pictures, now can you?" Lando texts back, he seems a little bit amused by this whole situation now. "I'm sure you still have some pictures of me, too. Don't you?"

“Maybe” You text, “No comment” You add on, which is a dead giveaway that you do. "So, why don't you come over? You know you want to. There's still some things we should finish." Lando texts back, his words becoming a little bit more insistent. “You’re the one who broke up with me Lando” You text back.

"So what?" Lando responds, "I made a mistake. Why don't you come over and let me prove it?"

“I mean if you word it like that..” You text back with a smirk, getting out of bed and throwing on some lingerie that Lando likes with one of his old hoodies and short pajama shorts.

"Is that a yes, I hear? I'll be waiting." Lando texts, you can tell the way he is messaging now that he is getting excited. You leave your apartment and drive off to his, thinking to yourself the entire drive if this was a good idea or not.

You soon arrive at his apartment and knock on his door. Lando answers the door and immediately pulls you into his apartment, his eager eyes looking you up and down.

"Glad you could make it. I had a feeling you would come if I asked" Lando whispers in your ear. “You didn’t ask, you begged” You say with a smirk, knowing that’ll irk him.

Lando rolls his eyes at your smart-ass remark.

"You know you like it when I'm begging. It means I want you badly" he whispers in your ear. “Need I remind you, you’re the one who broke up with me..” You muse out. "Shut up. Let's just forget about all of that. I don't want to talk." Lando says, putting one hand by your cheek and bringing your mouth towards his, the tension between you two rising as you both lean in.

“Shame, love it when you talk dirty to me..” You mumble out, glancing from his eyes to his lips. "Yeah? I bet you thought of me while you got off" Lando whispers, his tone still low and seductive as his hand caresses your cheek, pulling you towards him, making your lips meet.

"I missed your lips. I missed the way you taste." he says after pulling away, as he finally seals the deal and makes you his again. “This- this is a bad idea…” You mumble out, not sure what exactly Lando wants out of this situation.

"I don't care." Lando says, as he puts one hand on your lower back.

"We are both adults. Why not have some fun again?" he says, leaning in to kiss you again. “What will it end in, Lando?” You ask, placing my hand on his chest to stop him from kissing you again.

He sighs and looks down at you.

"Look Y/n. I'm not gonna lie to your face. I might not have been the best boyfriend to you, and I do want what's best for you- but god damn it the thought of losing you completely breaks me. I love you." Lando admits, with honesty in his eyes.

"I can't guarantee that tomorrow I'll be the same guy you saw tonight but- right now? I just want to be with you. Again. Even if it's just for a brief moment. Please?" he asks. Fuck it You think to yourself, it’s either we could end up never talking again after this night or- or maybe we could fix things.

Without replying to him, you grab the sides of his face and smash your lips against his. Lando was taken back by your sudden and bold move but quickly adjusted to it, kissing back passionately as his other hand wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer.

"Damn it.. It's like I'm reliving our first moments again." he whispered to you, his tone still low and seductive. “Fuck..don’t- don’t say that” You whisper out, hands roaming around his body as you kiss along his neck, the memories of your guys first time playing through your head.

"Why not? It's the truth. This feels just like it did the first time" He whispers out, grabbing your hair and pulling your head up, he pushes you up against the wall of his living room and kisses you passionately, his hand roaming down your body before finally resting on your hips, holding you tight against him.

"God I've missed you..." he whispers, his lips traveling to your neck and giving it kisses. “Missed feeling you wrapped around me…” He adds on, biting and licking at your neck.

“Lando…” You whisper out, feeling his mouth against the skin of your neck. He bites at your neck harder, looking into your eyes as he gives you a soft smirk.

"Did you miss this?" he asks, continuing at your neck. “Yeah..missed this so much..” You mumble out, letting yourself fully let go. "Tell me you missed me, Y/n" he whispers in your ear, looking deeply into your eyes as his tongue slides down the side of your neck.

“I missed you…I missed feeling you..” You whimper out, feeling your knees give out at the way he’s looking at you. Lando smiles at your words as he continues working at your neck with his lips and tongue.

"You're so cute when you're like this. Why don't you tell me what you want me to do, hmm? Can you get your words out now?" He asks seductively, as one of his hands leaves your body and travels up your leg.

“Lando…Lando please I need you..” You whimper out, grasping at his curls with your hand. As if by instinct, he immediately picks you up and carries you to his room. He knew this is what he wanted after that break-up, you needed him just as badly as he needed you.

"Oh, so you do know how to speak when you really want something huh?" He smirked. “Oh shut up…” You mumble out rolling your eyes as he carries you into his room.

Your words don't deter him as his smug grin grows, he drops you on the bed. You glance around his room and notice that nothing has changed since you two broke up, he even still has some of your stuff.

He starts to tug off his shirt and pants, leaving him in boxers. You pull off his hoodie you have on and the shorts. His eyes linger upon you, his smirk turning into a lust-filled look. "I want you so bad, baby..." he whispers, as he gets on top of you and kisses you, his hand gripping your hips.

“I want you too…” You whisper against his lips, tangling your fingers in his curls as you wrap your legs around his waist. Lando chuckles at your words, pushing his tongue into your mouth as he lifts his hand up to your hair, caressing it.

He slowly pulls away from the kiss, leaning down your neck and nibbling at it.

"I wanna make you scream my name all night." he whispers in your ear, his breath hot on your skin. “Then do that” You whisper back, looking up at him.

Lando groans at your words and bites down more heavily along your neck, causing you to moan and bite your lip, his hand now making its way down to your clothed center, slipping his fingers past your panties he glides his finger through your wetness. You let out another moan, “Lando…Lando please..” You whisper out against his neck. He gives you a soft moan in response, “That’s right baby, call out my name like that.”

“Lando…oh god Lando please.” You whimper out, as he slowly thrusts a finger into you, curling it as he fingers you. Lando lets out a groan from your begging, his fingers thrusting deeper into you as he feels you getting wetter. "That's it baby, let me hear you." He says between breaths. “Let me hear you moan..” He adds on.

“Oh fuck Lan..” You moan out, spreading your legs wider for him as he continues his assault with his fingers. Lando moans at the sound of his name on your lips, feeling you grow wetter and more ready for him. He picks up the pace, his thumb rubbing against your clit in rhythm with his fingers. "That's it, baby, bet you missed my fingers, huh?"

“Yes…missed your fingers so much..” You mumble out, too focused on his movements to really produce a clear sentence. Lando groans and picks up the pace even more, feeling you get closer to your climax. His thumb increases its pressure against your clit, matching the rhythm of his fingers plunging deeper into you. "You're so fucking tight, baby," He whispers out, “All those other guys you went out with didn’t treat you right huh?”

You let out a gasp and whimper, clutching at his shoulder as you feel yourself grow close. “Fuck! H-how do you know- I- shit..” You moan out, eyes fluttering shut as he applies more pressure to your clit, slowly rolling it. Lando smirks against your neck, his fingers still thrusting into you. "Oh, I have my sources. Now, come for me, baby. Show me what I've been missing."

“Oh…Lando! Oh my god!” You moan out, eyes rolling back and thighs shaking as you come around his fingers. “That’s it Y/n…good girl..” He whispers out, slowing his fingers as he lets you ride out your orgasm.

Slowly pulling his fingers out he brings them up to his lips and sucks them clean, letting out an appreciative hum at the taste. “Still as good as I remember..” He mumbles out, eyes glossed over in a lustful daze as he looks down at you, hair disheveled, cheeks flushed with sweat starting to form on your forehead. “You already looked so fucked out baby…” He coos out with a smirk.

“Please just fuck me Lando..” You huff out, arching your back up to unhook your bra and take it off. Lando grins at the sight of you nearly begging him to take you. "You really want it that bad, huh?" He asks teasingly, fully slipping your panties off before taking his boxers off.

“Just do it before I change my mind..” You say rolling your eyes. You subconsciously lick your lips at the sight of his cock, precum leaking down the side. With a grin Lando picks up some of your wetness on his fingers, and wraps his hand around his cock, stroking himself a few times. You simply just watch him with your lips parted, admiring him.

“You enjoying the view?” He says with a smirk, eyes meeting yours. Without saying a word you nod your head, silently watching him move forward and drag his tip through your folds. “Oh fuck yeah, you're so fucking wet baby. Gonna love feeling you squeeze my cock." He growls out, pressing his hips forward and gently pushing his tip inside you.

“Fuck- wait Lan-Lando we need a condom..” You mumble out before he fully thrusts into you. “Fuck..” He mutters under his breath, pulling away, he reaches over to his bedside table and quickly grabs a condom, with a smirk he hands you the condom.

“Want to have the honor?”

Smirking you grab the condom from his hands, you rip it open and roll it onto his cock, making sure to tease him a bit as you do so. “Mmm good baby..” He mutters out watching your hand wrap around his cock and stroke him.

“Now let me fuck you,” He mumbles out, pushing your hand away as he moves closer to you and thrusts into you. You both let out a moan at the feeling. “Oh fuck yes baby, you feel so good." He groans out, his eyes darkening as he starts to thrust harder into you. His hips collide with yours, the slapping sound of skin on skin contact filling the room.

“Fuck Lando…feels so good..” You moan out, wrapping your arms around his neck you pull him down close to you, your chest pressed against his as he thrusts into you.

Lando groans out as you move closer to him, burying his face in your neck as he licks and nips at your skin. He thrusts his hips harder into you, feeling the warmth of your body surrounding him. “Fuck- don’t- don’t hide your moans Lan..” You gasp out, tangling your fingers into his curls.

Lando moans out softly against your skin, his hips grinding against yours. "Fuck, I can't help it," He pants, his cock throbbing inside of you. “You feel so good Y/n, fuck..” He groans out.

“So good..so-so good Lan..” You gasp out, clutching and tugging at his curls. He growls out, his hips thrusting harder into you. His breathing is ragged as he feels himself getting closer to his release. "Fuck, you're so tight," He mutters out, kissing your neck passionately. “So fucking wet, you’re taking me so well baby..” He groans out, thrusting into you faster.

His words turn your brain into mush, growing completely lost in his touch. Moans and gasps flow from your mouth. “Y/n..." He groans out, feeling the walls of your pussy squeeze around him. "Fuck, you're driving me crazy baby," He whispers, his hips thrusting into you faster.

“Lando! Fuck- m’gonna come!” You moan out, eyes rolling back. Your back arches up as your peak washes over you, for a moment all you can see is whiteness.

“Mmm baby," He moans out, feeling you tighten around him. His hips buck against you as he feels himself getting closer to his release. "Fuck, Y/n, I'm close. Fuck." He growls out.

“Come for me Lando, please baby” You whimper out, tugging at his curls. "Fuck!" He moans out, body tensing as he thrusts into you, filling up the condom. He slows down his movements, eventually pulling out of you and laying down beside you.

After a few moments of you two catching your breath, Lando slowly gets up and pulls on his boxers, “Where are you going?” You ask, leaning up on your elbows as you watch him walk towards his bedroom door.

“I’m going to get you some water then I’m getting a bath ready for you” He replies with a smile, walking out of his bedroom. “Oh..okay” You mumble out with a grin.

Maybe it wasn’t a bad idea after all.

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Feel free to ignore! Sinner!Adam x GN!Reader where Adam sucks up his pride, goes to the hotel, and although practically nobody wants him there, Charlie gives him a chance for redemption and puts Reader in charge of watching over him and helping him adjust because they were mostly neutral with him. So maybe just some moments of them bonding and actually becoming close?

OH MY GODS!!! I am so sorry this took me so damn long. I really wanted to make this fic the best it could be. I really hope you like it. Again I feel like I might have slighlty strayed for the prompt but I really do hope it is what you wanted Nonnie

The small things - Sinner!Adam x GN!reader

Warnings Angst-Hurt/comfort-fluff

When Adam woke up in a shit stained back alley of Hell, oh how he screamed an extremely blasphemous bloody murder for hours upon hours upon . . . well you get the idea. The other demons that happened to be walking past carried on by unphased. Yes, some did take a sneak peek of the newly fallen angel throwing a massive child-like tantrum, but most didn’t give a rat’s ass about what he was going through. This is Hell after all, everybody’s got problems.

Adam finally calmed down enough to crawl out of the rancid gutter. It took a moment for him to gain his bearings, seeming to have found himself in the pride ring. Which meant he was in the same rung of hell as that fucking hotel. Whoever's idea of this sick fucking joke was going to get ripped a new one. He shouldn’t be here. Why was he here?

He doesn’t remember walking but soon he found himself in front of the shadow of a much larger and grander looking Hazbin Hotel.

He seemed to snap back to himself. Why the fuck did he subconsciously walk to the threshold of the one place that would most likely give him his second death on the spot? But that doesn’t stop him from raising a fist and knocking obnoxiously loud. He’d been in Hell for all of about 5 hours now and it was hard to tell what time of day it was down here without a watch. He didn’t have jack shit on him when he woke up, just a grubby, ripped up pair of sweats.

The door finally opened up to Lucifer’s yawning brat. Her eyes went wide seeing him there.

“Adam?” She was more confused than he had been as to why he was down here, let alone in demon form. “What. What are you doing here? I mean you’re, you, but you’re not. I mean why are you . . .” Charlie stumbled over her words.

Vaggie arrived behind her while she was stammering. It took a split second for her to knock him on his ass, her angelic spear aimed at his throat.

“Give me one reason I shouldn’t end your worthless life again right here and now.” She growled out.

“Hey, Woah now. I mean no harm this time honest. I’m just as confused as you are as to why the fuck I ended up here but I have nowhere else to go and . . .” Adam shuffled further away for the spear’s tip.

“Vaggie stop. Let’s just talk about this.” Charlie tried to shimmy in front of her girlfriend. “I know he is the main reason for so many very bad things but we need to take a breather. Look, it’s 3am and we won’t be thinking straight at a time like this. So let’s put a pin in this extremely weird conversation for now. We can put him up in a room on the second floor and then take this all from the top in the morning.”

“I don’t know about this.” Vaggie side eyes Adam but he can see her very slowly caving to Charlie. “UGH! Fine. He can stay for one night. Just one but as soon as we figure out what is going on he is out on his ass.”

Charlie squeezes her partner in a tight hug before turning and holding out a hand towards Adam. He glares at it for a moment before grabbing it. She hauls him back to his feet and shows him inside. His eyes flick all around the lobby area, clocking a bar on the far left, the elevators to the right and of course a grand staircase up to the first floor. He was shown to his room on the second floor. Charlie chose to take the elevator, Vaggie standing firmly in between them, her hands clenching around the shaft of her spear. Adam shuffled as far to the side as possible he knows about the short temper of his exorcists, even the ex-ones.

“Here we are 224.” She opened the door, flicking on the light switch and letting Adam walk in. “You’ll find towels in the bathroom and fresh sheets already on the bed. Just please wait until someone comes to collect you in the morning. Now get some sleep, lord knows we are gonna need it.” She said the last part more to herself as she left with Vaggie.

Adam let out a deflated sigh, he wasn’t sure that he would get any sleep, no matter how exhausted he felt. So, he went to look at the ensuite, maybe taking a shower would help put him in a sleepier state, true to her word clean red towels were waiting on the counter by the sink. Adam stripped and threw the grubby garments he’d had on into the corner of the room.

He turned the shower up high and climbed into the scolding spray. As the water rained down his body, only then did he see how his heavenly body had really changed into this disgusting new demonic form. Hatred bubbled beneath the surface of the dull grey-coloured skin, he scrubbed as hard as possible in a vain attempt to try and find the person he was under all this ‘fakery’. He still held onto the belief that this was an incredibly vivid nightmare and he was going to wake up safe and sound in his plush king-sized bed in heaven.

He can’t be a demon.

He wasn’t a sinner; he was a winner. This had to be all a lie. It just had to. He wanted to scream, cry or something. Everything was getting to be too much. Turning off the water he stepped out into the steam-filled room and stared at the large fogged over mirror above the sink. Adam knew when he wiped away the condensation he would see himself.

He knew he had to talk himself into looking at what he’d become.

‘Come on. You can do this. Stop being such a fuckin pussy.’

Slowly he raised his left hand and wiped at the mirror.

‘Fuck’

There staring back at him was his worst nightmare. Dark brown horns curled out of his skull through damp blackened hair clinging to his scalp. His skin now he looked closer It was really more of a short fur coating than human skin. His teeth were razor sharp and his tongue was yellow. He was slightly rounder than he was before, his feet were now coven hoofs. How he didn’t clock this fact before scared him slightly but the one thing that stuck out to him the most were his eyes. He blinked a few times but nothing changed.

He still had those golden irises that heaven gifted him.

Adam stood and stared.

He was an abomination. There was no removing this mask at the end of a long day.

Silent tears rolled down his cheeks. Shame gushing to the surface. He angrily swiped at the tears trying to stop them at the source. He was a man. They don’t cry or show emotion. They bottle it up inside or channel it into something else. Yet here was crying like a hormonal broad.

He blindly grabs for a towel, bunching it up in his dark clawed fingers and screaming into the fabric.

He let everything out. Screaming out all his hatred, pain and anguish until his throat hurt from the exertion. The towel got thrown into the corner. Switching the bathroom light off, he walked slowly over to the soft looking bed and crawled under the covers. He didn’t care that he hadn’t dried himself off properly, full body exhaustion had taken hold and he welcomed the dreamless sleep that often always followed.

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When the knock came what felt like mere minutes after he had passed out. He slowly sat up in the bed, the covers pooling around his hips. He wiped the partially dried drool off his chin, blinking a few times before acknowledging the person knocking

“Whatduyawant?” he grumbled.

“You decent?” the voice behind the door was not one he recognised.

“Yeah sure, whatever.” He yawned and stretched out his back. The door opened and in walked a sinner that Adam definitely didn’t remember from the final battle at the old hotel. They held a clean pair of clothes and a small set of toiletries that was clearly for him.

“Afternoon. Charlie said to let you sleep in a bit.” You seemed completely unphased by the half-naked demon before you. “Do you want the good news or the bad news first?” You stood at the end of the bed.

“Urm, good I guess.” Adam reaches out for the clothes you have.

“Well, good news is you ain’t getting thrown out just yet.” You drop the clothes into his hands and went to put the toiletries in the ensuite.

“And the bad news is?” He tugs on the clean pants. You turn and lean against the door frame. Your eyes flick up and down before smirking.

“Bad news is I’ve been stuck with babysitting your ass.” You push yourself off the frame with your hip. “So, I’m setting ground rules right here and now. You are only allowed to stay here if you play ball. Nobody wants to deal with your egotistical bullshit. So if you piss me off, I’ll go straight to Charlie. If you threaten anybody, I go straight to Vaggie and if you harass any of the other patrons. I will go and find Niffty because I’m sure she will be able to get her point across. Do you understand?” You stand tall with your arms crossed over your chest.

Adam is stunned by your strictness but finds himself nodding. Not trusting his words right now.

“Good. Now get yourself ready there is an activity planned for 3:15pm.” You walk away. “Oh and Adam. I want you to at least try okay?” You throw a soft smile back at him before leaving him to finish getting ready.

Adam sat on the edge of the bed staring at the closed door. Something inside him sparked briefly. He pulled on his shirt. ‘What the hell was that?’ He thought to himself.

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It had been 4 weeks since Adam had shown up at the hotel despite this stupid buddy system that Charlie had in place. Adam was kinda glad he was stuck with you. Something about your snarky attitude, the fact you always called him out when he brags about being who he was before but most of all the very rare soft acts of kindness towards him.

He didn’t realise it yet but you actually made him want to do better. He wants to be better and if that gave him a chance of gaining his wings back then he was sure as hell gonna try.

Adam hadn’t realised that he was doing good deeds at first. But seeing Charlie beam brightly when he would raise a hand before talking in the group sessions or the way he held the door for other patrons before heading off to do what he pleased.

Adam was really trying. But you knew that if you brought it up he would immediately call bullshit. Then would act out just to reclaim his cool guy image.

“Hey wait up,” Adam called out as the elevator doors started sliding shut. You held out a hand reopening the doors so he could hop in and ride up to the second floor with you. “Thanks.” He leans against the back wall. “Oh, I almost forgot.” He handed you a bag with something wrapped up in a lot of toilet paper.

“Gee, thanks.” The look on your face made Adam laugh.

“It’s not whatcha think it is. Just a little something to thank you for putting up with my miserable ass.” The Elevator chimed on the second floor. “After you.” He let you walk out first before following. “Are you gonna open it?”

The look on his face was a mix of excitement and worry. You decided to humour him. Reaching in you grabbed the poorly wrapped gift. He took the bag off you so you could peel off the wads of toilet paper.

It was a coffee mug.

“Since I accidently broke your favourite mug a few days ago. I thought I should get you a replacement.” His fingers crumpled the handles of the bag as he waited for any sort of reaction to the gift.

You turned the mug over to see the words on the side better.

‘I work with absolute legends’ was written on the side surrounded by little black stars. Your thumb traced a star or two. Still staring at the present in hand you felt a smile tug at the corners of your lips.

Not knowing how else to thank him. You rushed forward and embraced him tightly. Making sure not to drop your present.

“I take it you like it?” He drops the bag and folds his arms around you.

“You didn’t have to do that.” You rested your forehead against his shoulder. Neither one of you is willing to break the hug first.

“I had to do something. You looked so sad when I broke it. That didn’t sit right with me. Charlie explained that I was feeling guilt and . . .”

You pull away slightly to look at him.

“Adam. The first man Adam, went to consult ‘Miss Feels-too-much’ about an issue completely unprompted!?”

Adam dropped his arms and started getting all defensive again.

“Why’d ya gotta say it that way?” He whined. You pull him back in for another hug which he willingly allows.

“Sorry big guy. I’m just really impressed is all. You have come a long way in such a short time. I’m so proud of you.” You squeezed tightly before letting him go. “I could actually go for a coffee right now. Good thing I got a brand new mug to drink from.”

He groans at your cheesy words before picking up the bag off the floor he hooks an arm around your neck and pulls you along back into the elevator to go and get that drink.

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This fic became longer than I thought it would.

My Ask box is still open if anyone else has a Sinner!Adam prompts they want to send in.

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lizziesribbons · 3 days

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Always and Forever |

PAIRING: MILF WANDA MAXIMOFF X FEM! READER

summary: you and Wanda share a vulnerable moment then cry and fall asleep 😔‼️

warnings: ****MINORS DNI***** *****MEN DNI***** fluff so much fluff 🥺 I'm going so aahwhwhwh, sexual themes no smut but still it's 18+ so get out if you're a minor. my sad little milf 😔, abandonment issues mentioned!!!, Wanda crying makes my heart hurt, oral fixation and titty sucking but not in a sexual way iykwim???

author's note: author is a gay in love please bare with her, just reminding you guys that my first language is not English so if there's any grammatical errors PLEASE IGNORE THEM AND MOVE TF ON.

Word count: 1.4k

Wanda stirs awake as she sees you turning over and over again moving the whole bed "y/n sweetheart what's bothering you, you just can't seem to fall asleep" she asks with her raspy sleepy voice "it's 3am darling what's up?" she asks again, you finally sat up letting out a loud sign "i- I can't go to sleep I TRIED EVERYTHING LIKE EVERYTHING"

Wanda furrows her eyebrows in worry, "oh baby I'm sorry can mommy help?" she sat beside you resting her back on the headboard like you were now, "yes there's- I um- can I suckle on your tits it just it helped me fell asleep before and I just didn't want to wake you up-" Wanda shushes you as you continue to yap

her heart swells with affection as she hears your request, recognizing the emotional significance behind it. Without hesitation, she pulls her shirt up to expose her breasts and guides you towards them. "Of course, my love." Her voice is soft and soothing, filled with understanding and tenderness. "lean in whenever you need to find comfort or fall asleep easily. Remember that I am always here for you - both physically and emotionally. And if there are any other aspects of your desires or needs that come up, please don't hesitate to share them with me too okay baby?" she say softly as you immediately latch onto them mumbling a "I love them sm", as they brought you the comfort you were looking for. Wanda smiles warmly at your declaration of love for her breasts, feeling a surge of affection in return. As she feels the gentle suction against her skin, she runs her fingers through your hair softly, providing additional comfort and support. "thank you for sharing this part of yourself with me." Her voice low and husky, filled with emotion, you smile warmly against her breast, kissing them softly as you continue sucking. Wanda chuckles softly at your endearment, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. She continues to stroke your hair gently as they remain locked in this tender embrace. her tone is loving and nurturing, reflecting the maternal instinct that seems to naturally arise when fulfilling your need. "I am here for you - always ready to provide comfort and support whenever you need it." she says gently caressing your hairs.

you suddenly pull her tit out of your mouth "tell me about your special interest, can be sexual or non sexual?" you ask with a straight face letting her know you were being serious.Wanda, taken slightly by surprise but quickly regaining her composure, looks down at you with a mix of curiosity and understanding. Recognizing the importance of transparency in y'all's relationship, she begins to speak openly about her own desires and interests."Well, aside from what we've been experiencing together lately, I do have a few other things that might interest you. Like my affinity for sensory play - using various textures, temperatures, and scents to stimulate different senses during intimate moments. She pauses momentarily before continuing more softly, "As far as non-sexual interests go... well, I'm quite fond of cooking elaborate meals for those close to me." you smile softly at her "I know you love to cook it's your favorite thing I also know that you love gardening" wanda's smile widen at your knowledge, as you continue you softly massage her breast all of it coming naturally "tell me something no one knows" you ask with curiosity

Wanda closes her eyes briefly, relishing the soft touch of your hands on her body. When she opens them again, there's a hint of vulnerability in her gaze as she decides to share something deeply personal with her partner, with you. "There is indeed another side of me that most people don't know about - one that even I struggle to understand sometimes. It involves an intense longing for connection and belonging, coupled with a fear of abandonment rooted in my tumultuous past." She takes a deep breath before continuing, "This has led me to become fiercely protective over those closest to me, especially my loved ones back home who mean everything to me. Sometimes this manifests itself in unhealthy ways, such as trying too hard to control situations or pushing others away out of self-preservation." you rub her shaky hands as she confess something this vulnerable "I would never ever leave you wands I hope you know that, I'm always gonna stick by your side" you whisper softly, Wanda's eyes glisten with unshed tears as she hears your reassurance. She swallows hard, trying to maintain her composure while acknowledging the depth of their connection. "Thank you, sweetheart." you smile at her, her voice trembles slightly, betraying the raw emotions bubbling beneath the surface "Your words mean more to me than you could possibly imagine" she tries to fight back the tears "you can cry wands you know it's only me here, you don't have to act all tough with me just fall back and I'll carry you" you say with honesty, so she did, she slowly nods as she allows herself to surrender to the overwhelming emotions coursing through her. With a shaky sigh, tears begin streaming down her cheeks.

"It feels so good to finally let go..." She whispers hoarsely, wiping away the tears with trembling fingers "Thank you for being here for me, y/n. Your presence is truly healing" you kiss her breast one more time and hug her body tightly "oh Wanda.. of course I'm here I'm always gonna be here." Wanda wraps her arms around you, holding onto you tightly as she continues to sob quietly. The warmth and comfort of your embrace bring a sense of peace that gradually calms her turbulent emotions, "Thank you, my love..." She murmurs against your hairs, feeling grateful for the unwavering sense of comfort they provide. "always and forever remember?" you mumble softly as she smiles weakly through her tears, knowing full well that you means every word you say. Your commitment to each other runs deep, providing a solid foundation upon which their relationship thrives. "yes, always and forever..." she echoes softly, leaning into the embrace even more as she begins to regain her composure "Thank you for being my rock when I need it most" she holds you tighter, "you're my favorite person ever wands and I love you so much" you softly confess, her heart swells with love and affection as she hears your heartfelt declaration. She gently cups your face, gazing into your eyes with tenderness and devotion. "And you are mine, my darling." a soft smile graces her lips before she leans in to press a loving kiss against your forehead. "I am so incredibly lucky to have found someone like you - someone who understands me better than anyone else ever could." you kiss wanda's lips softly and slowly before hiding your face in the crook of her where you feel the most safe "thankyou for everything" you mumble against her neck, As she feels your warm breath against her neck, she can't help but feel a profound sense of contentment wash over her. "You don't need to thank me, my love..." She whispers reassuringly, stroking your hair as you seek comfort in her embrace. "We are here for each other - always and forever. That's what matters most." you smile softly against her neck starting to feel sleepy you mumble a soft "goodnight", Wanda cradles your head gently, relishing the sweet sound of your voice as you bid her goodnight. With a warm smile on her face, she responds "Goodnight, my love..." She whispers back, closing her eyes and letting herself drift off to sleep alongside you, secure in the knowledge that you both are together and safe.

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willalove75 · 2 months

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I swear I'm almost done with the next chapter of Alcina's New Maid but domestic!Alcina has had me in a fucking chokehold and I need to braindump this so I can move on😅

Tags: smut, tooth-rotting fluff, idk I think that's it if I missed anything lmk it's 3am and I'm exhausted lmao

Warnings: None.

A/N: I finished this at 3am and didn't proof-read it so please kindly ignore any errors. Maybe I'll edit this tomorrow, maybe not. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

18+ Only Minors DNI

"I thought I told you to stay still." Alcina growls in your ear.

"You're taking so long!" You say with a groan, throwing your head back into the pillows.

"Shh." She says as she kisses up and down the side of your neck. "Let me enjoy being buried inside of you."

"Alcinaaa." You whine. "It's not even a real dick! You're just torturing me!"

"I'm imagining what it would feel like if it were real, my love. Your warm, wet cunt clenching around me, my hard cock throbbing deep inside of you." She says, dragging her teeth along your earlobe.

You whine out in protest once more, desperate for her to make any kind of movement. In defiance, you try and rock your hips into her but she stops you, grabbing hold of you and pushing them back down into the bed.

"Fine, I'll just pull all the way out then and we can go downstairs and watch a movie instead." She says as she begins to pull her hips away from yours.

"No!" You shout, crossing your ankles behind her hips and pulling her back into place. She falls back into you without putting up a fight, a knowing smirk crossing her lips as you wrap your arms around her neck so your bodies are flush against one another.

"So needy." She murmurs as she kisses along your jawline.

"For you? Always." Alcina smirks into your skin and continues to kiss every inch. "Please, just stop torturing me!"

"And what if I want to fuck you into the mattress? Or blow your back out?" She asks, nibbling on your neck causing your eyes to flutter shut.

"Yes! Please, anything!"

"What if I want to fuck you softly and just make love to you all night long?"

"You can have me any way you want me baby, just please fuck me!" You say as she lifts her head and looks into your eyes. A glint of excitement shimmering in her gorgeous grey irises.

"Any way?" She asks and you nod your head in response, taking your bottom lip between your teeth. "Mm, that's a dangerous promise draga mea. You spoil me."

"No more than you spoil me." You say before she presses her lips into yours.

Threading your fingers in her hair, you deepen the kiss as you pull her closer. Alcina leans down onto her forearms and slides her hands under your shoulders, pressing you further into her. Her tongue caresses your lips and you part them, eagerly inviting her into your mouth.

While she has you distracted with her skillful tongue she begins to rock her hips, causing you to sigh a moan of relief into her mouth. Thrusting at a steady pace, you keep your legs locked around her; the need to keep her as close as possible is just as strong as the need for her to fuck you.

Alcina pulls her lips from yours before you both run out of oxygen, the two of you gasping for air. Her hot breath comes out in pants against your skin and she buries her face into your neck before picking up the pace, fucking you faster and harder. The long strap sinks deeper into you as you roll your hips to meet each one of her delicious thrusts, causing both of you to moan. Each time you meet her thrust the back of the strap grinds against her clit and presses perfectly into your g-spot.

After one perfectly timed roll of your hips you hear Alcina moan into your shoulder and you let out a huff of pride.

"What?" She asks as she continues pounding into you.

"Nothing, I'm just glad you're enjoying this as much as I am." You say between pants.

"Mm, I always enjoy you, dragostea mea."

Sex with Alcina has always been mind-blowing, ever since the first time you slept together. Before you met you had your fair share of lovers, but you never felt such passion, such intense pleasure with anyone until her. From the very first date it felt like she put you under a spell. Never before have you met someone so alluring, so beautiful, someone who made things seem so impossibly easy. You had promised yourself long ago that you wouldn't sleep with anyone on the first few dates; but with Alcina, you found yourself tangled with her in her silk bedsheets only after the second date. The two of you pulled countless orgasms from each other all night long and to your surprise, instead of her kicking you out when it was over, she invited you into her shower and pulled you back into bed with her to stay the night. Part of you wanted to turn down her offer, fearful that you would wake up in this near-strangers home alone the next morning. But you saw the look in her eyes, the way she gently took her bottom lip between her teeth, looking almost bashful and all thoughts of turning her down fled your mind. So with her arms tightly wrapped around you, the two of you fell into a deep sleep.

When you woke up the next morning you were almost uncomfortably cold. It was then you realized it was because Alcina stole almost all of the covers, leaving you with just the corner of the bedsheet for warmth. As gently as you could, (it took more effort than you were expecting), you pried the comforter from her and curled into her warm body. She responded with a groan and a slight shiver, mumbling out "you're cold." in her half-asleep state.

"Well you did steal all the covers." You replied.

Alcina chuckled and rolled over to face you, with half-lidded eyes she held out her arms towards you, encouraging you into them.

"I'm sorry." She mumbled. "Come, let me help you warm up."

The two of you were almost hesitant towards the amount of intimacy you were showing each other so soon, but you curled into her and she wrapped her arms around you anyway. She jerked when your cold hands rested against her back and you immediately pulled them away with an apology. Taking your cold hands into hers, she held them in one of her large hands close to her chest while she brushed your hair out of your face with the other before threading her fingers through and resting it at the back of your head. Her legs found yours under the covers and she began to tangle them together, jerking once more when your ice cold feet met her skin.

Mumbling another apology, she shook her head at you and responded "no need for apologies, it is my fault after all. What a terrible host I am, leaving you to freeze in my bed. I should have warned you, I have a habit of being a cover hog."

Her morning voice was deeper and raspier than usual, as attractive as it was (and it was attractive) you also found it comforting. It was something you could listen to all day and never get bored of.

"It's alright, you seem to be making up for it now." You say as the two of you snuggle into each other.

"I could also make it up to you in other ways as well." She says, a smirk evident in her voice.

"I also wouldn't be opposed to that." You say, gazing into her sleepy, lust-filled eyes.

Alcina softly kisses you and rests her chin on top of your head.

"More sleep first, repayment later."

As you fell back asleep in her arms, you realized that you could wake up like this every morning for the rest of your life and never want anything else. At first the thought terrified you, you had only met this woman one other time, how delusional were you to think something like that? You did your best to push it out of your mind for as long as possible. However, every time you saw each other, every time you spoke, the word "love" always seemed to be lurking close by. It wasn't until months after you made your relationship official did you find out that on that particular morning, the same thought crossed Alcina's mind too.

That second date was years ago now, since then the two of you got married and you gave birth to your three beautiful daughters. Much to your delight, the passion between the two of you never faded - if anything, the fire burned brighter over time. Of course there were fights and disagreements, but the love you two shared always outweighed the bad. And the sex? Forget it. Once you had a taste of her you never needed anything from anyone else ever again. It was passionate, hard, rough, experimental at times, it was beautiful and full of love and no matter what direction it went in, there was always room for a little laughter and playfulness. It was something you've never had before and you cherished it more than anything.

Never in your life could you have imagined loving someone as much as you love Alcina. The thought could make your heart burst.

Hot kisses across your jaw and cheek accompanied by a deep, hard thrust brought you back into the moment. A low moan pulled from your lips.

"Where did you go there, draga?" Alcina asks with a husky voice.

She pulls back to look you in the eyes, examining your face to make sure you're okay. Her thrusts didn't falter, but you saw the concern in her eyes and the little crinkle that formed between her eyebrows when she was worried. Her grey-blue eyes shimmered and she nearly took your breath away.

Your lips parted but no words came out, your chest filling with love for the woman on top of you. Her hips began to slow and you held her tighter against you, silently encouraging her to continue.

"I - I was just thinking about how much I love you. How grateful I am for you." Pulling her closer, you brush your lips against hers. "I love you, Alcina. With everything I have."

Alcina's breath hitches in her chest and you can feel the stutter against yours. Pulling her down, your lips nearly crash together and both of your hips pick up the pace as they grind against each other. Her nails bury themselves into your shoulder blades while you reach down and grab her ass with one hand, pushing her deeper into you, and grab hold of the hair on the back of her head with the other.

The two of you swallow each others moans before parting for air again, panting and whimpering into each other as you both race to the edge.

"I love you, draga mea. I love you so much." She whimpers into your ear as you two continue to fuck each other.

Each time one of you moans a little too loudly the other one tries to shush you, fearful that your daughters will hear the unsavory noises coming from the bedroom. Your bodies glide along each other as a layer of sweat develops between you, which only spurs you both on more. Your ankles uncross to allow harder thrusts from Alcina, but you squeeze her hips between your thighs to keep her as close as possible.

Her groans rumble deep in her chest while your whimpers get higher, signaling to each other that you're both getting close.

"Fuck, Alcina, just like that."

"You're gonna make me come. I know how close you are, aren't you?" She asks, to which you respond with only a whimper. "Mph, fuck yes, I want you to come with me baby."

"Yes, oh god yes!"

Both of your movements become less calculated and more frantic, desperate to push each other over the edge. The orgasm you've built grows stronger and stronger before you're both fucking each other wildly, chasing your own and each others orgasms at the same time.

"Alci - I'm - I'm gonna -"

"Yes, yes baby yes!"

The grip you have on one another tightens as you both go flying over the edge together, tumbling down into a ravine of absolute pleasure. The strap sinks deep into your g-spot and your back arches off the bed, your eyes roll back into your head as you let out a silent scream. Alcina buries her face into the side of your neck, muffling her groan of release as the explosion from her bundle of sensitive nerves shoots through her body. Your bodies become one as you share your release. Limbs trembling around one another, nails biting deeply into skin, hips riding out the remainder of your orgasms, both for your own sakes and for each others. You swear you can feel Alcina's heart beating against your chest and you're sure she can feel yours as well.

As the waves of pleasure relent the two of you still your movements and the clouds in your mind slowly fade away, leaving the two of you panting against one another. The two of you lay in your post-orgasmic bliss for a few moments in silence, enjoying the feeling of your bodies pressed impossibly close together as the strap is still buried deep within you. Alcina's nails leave your shoulders, no doubt leaving little crescent shaped marks behind, as yours release from being buried in her ass cheek - positive you've left a matching set on her skin as well.

Alcina presses soft kisses into your shoulder and neck as you hold each other tight before she sits up enough to capture your lips in a loving kiss. With your attention on her lips, she gently slides the strap out, eliciting you to groan into her mouth. The wet silicone lays against your stomach as Alcina continues to kiss you. Before she pulls away completely she looks deeply into your eyes. Just from the way she's looking at you, you know exactly what she wants to say. Even though she doesn't have to, she says "I love you, draga mea. More than I ever have and ever could love anyone else. You make me the luckiest woman on this earth."

"You make me the luckiest woman on this earth. I love you so much, Alci."

The following morning you wake up to an empty bed, which isn't unusual since Alcina tends to wake at the crack of dawn. What you weren't expecting, however, was for the girls to be seated at the kitchen table and for breakfast to be made when you get downstairs. At ages nine and ten, Cassandra and Bela are happily eating their pancakes and waffles while your six year old, Daniela, is seated next to Alcina who is helping her cut into her waffle.

"Well this is a lovely surprise." You say as you walk over to Alcina and bend down to kiss her.

Bela and Cassandra make audible noises of disgust which are quickly silenced by one look from their mother.

"Sit down my love, eat." Alcina says as she gets up and makes you your morning cup of tea. She places a kiss at the top of your head after handing you your mug and returns to assisting Daniela.

It was a wonderfully pleasant breakfast with minimal arguing between the girls and much to your surprise, minimal mess as well.

The girls start to get themselves ready for school and Alcina gets herself ready for work while you wash off the dishes and place them in the dishwasher. Alcina walks up behind you, snaking her arms around your waist and presses a kiss to your cheek before resting her chin on your shoulder. She begins to gently sway back and fourth while she hums and you let out a giggle as you try to finish the dishes.

Alcina reaches in front of you and turns off the sink as her swaying continues.

"What on earth are you doing?" You say with a laugh, grabbing the dish towel and drying your hands.

Spinning you around, Alcina takes one of your hands in hers and places the other on your waist. She expertly leads you in a slow dance while her humming turns into her softly singing. Laying your head on her chest, the two of you bask in the spontaneous romantic moment she's created. For just a few moments, the world fades away and it's just the two of you - you and your wife, the love of your life, enjoying the peacefulness of each others embrace.

The moment doesn't last long - with three young kids and a business to run it never does. But for the few moments you both were able to get lost in another world together, you find yourself falling in love with Alcina over and over again.

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tkaulitzlvr · 8 months

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Hiii so I've been holding onto this idea for a while and like, thought it would look so good in ur style of writing🫶🏻

Reader and tom are extremely close friends 🫣

Reader is like sleeping in her bed and like her eyes flicker open and she sees a massive spider yk on her pillow 😍 so she gets a fright but tried being quiet. Her hotel room and Tom's hotel room were joined together, so she opened the door that separated the two rooms and she walks inside. She goes over to Tom and like lightly shakes him awake. He wakes up and asks her what's wrong and she says what happened. She asks him if she can sleep in his bed for the night and he's hesitant but he says yes. She gets in his bed and and after a little while, alot of smut 🥰

I love you and ur stories so much!! 🤍

SCARED - T. KAULITZ

synopsis: there is an unwanted guest in your hotel room, so you decide to share a room with your best friend, the outcome something neither of you ever expected.

content: fluff & smut.

a/n: honoured u chose me for this request🙏 i hope i did it justice, thank you for requesting!!

my eyes were slowly beginning to close, after what felt like hours of trying to fall asleep, tossing and turning, trying out multiple positions, coming to the conclusion that this is one of the most uncomfortable hotel beds i had ever slept in.

tom had been snoring obnoxiously loud in the room next door for at least an hour, falling asleep soon after he had said goodnight to me, the loud snores emitting from his mouth not helping, his door slightly ajar, no light coming through it.

turning on my side as my eyes are almost shut, i spot something round and black on the corner of my pillow. assuming it is just my imagination, my lethargy making me see things, proving to me how much i really need to sleep, i ignore it. but then it moves. my eyes shoot open, now alert and my mouth opens in horror, seeing the huge spider standing on my pillow, crawling quickly across it. i shriek, jumping out of bed and standing on a nearby chair in the corner of the room, quickly covering my mouth as i worry about waking tom. it begins to move across the sheets, until it slips underneath them, now out of sight.

“fuck fuck fuck!” i whisper, standing on the chair, afraid to move, not having any idea what to do, not wanting to step onto the floor, or anywhere, let alone kill it, my arachnophobia kicking in, spiders, or any insect in fact, always being my biggest fear. my eyes slowly move to tom’s door, trying to peer inside, the gap too small, but i soon come to the realisation that my choices are limited, and if i want to get any sleep tonight, then it will have to be in his room.

it wasn’t that i was worried it would be awkward - tom and i were really close, having known each other since we could walk, our friendship only blossoming from that point. we had never slept in the same bed, though, and i was a little reluctant to ask him, but, as the large spider re-emerges from the sheets, i dart from the chair to his room, creaking the door open and closing it behind me, worried that the spider will find its way into his bedroom.

the room is dark, hard for me to make out anything, but the minimal light through the small gap in the curtains, allows me to spot tom’s sleeping body. his chest is bare, he never slept with a shirt on, rising up and down slowly, quiet snores coming from his parted lips. i feel bad for disturbing him, but i have no other choice, creeping around to the side of the bed he is sleeping on and grabbing his shoulders, gently shaking him awake.

“tom? hey, wake up.” i whisper, trying to be as gentle as i can, knowing he won’t appreciate the 3am wake up call. he stirs a little in his sleep, but doesn’t wake up.

“tom!” i hiss, a little louder this time, watching his eyes slowly flutter open, his eyebrows furrowing once he sees that i am standing at the side of his bed.

“what are you doing here? you okay?” he yawns, his voice raspy and full of sleep as he sits up, flicking the bedside lamp on and rubbing his eyes, adjusting to the light.

“there’s a really big spider in my room.” i say, tom giving me an irritated look, clearly not impressed with my excuse for waking him up.

“really? what, you want me to go in and kill it for you?” he asks, moving the covers off of him, revealing the only item of clothing he is wearing, a pair of baggy shorts.

“i don’t know where it went.” i pause, a little anxious to ask him what i actually wanted. “can i just sleep with you for the night?”

he hesitates a little, pursing his lips together. “i can just kill it-”

“please tom? i really don’t want to go back in there, you know how much i hate spiders.” i plead, studying the way his face softens as he gives in, getting back under the covers.

“fine, get in.” he says, opening the sheets for me at the other side as i climb in, resting my head on the covers whilst he shuts the light off, leaving us in the dark.

“i bet the spider wasn’t even that big.” tom laughs, breaking the silence as i turn to face him, laying flat on his back as i am, little distance between us, but enough to stop someone making assumptions if they were to walk in.

“it was! i saw it crawl across my pillow, i wouldn’t have woken you if it was small.” i defend, a smile creeping onto my face as he returns it, my eyes falling to his lips.

“pfft, you know that’s not true, remember when we were kids? you screamed at the top of your lungs, and the spider was literally this big!” he teases, making a tiny circle with his thumb and pointer finger, laughing as i roll my eyes.

“so what i’m scared of bugs? it’s like the most common fear in the world, give me a break.” i sigh sarcastically, tom putting his hands in the air in defense, muttering a small ‘okay okay’, before letting the room return to its previous silence.

my mouth falls open as a yawn escapes from it, my body falling further under the covers as i get comfortable, ready to fall asleep.

“goodnight.” i say, closing my eyes.

“night.” tom mutters, his limbs spread across the bed, giving me little space, but i didn’t mind, enjoying his company, even though we weren’t speaking. the silence was nice, comforting even, tom and i so close that we didn’t have to make conversation, able to sit quietly beside each other without it being awkward.

his arm slings loosely around my waist as he shuffles a little closer, his head so close to mine i feel his calm breathing against my neck, my body tensing up a little at the unexpected touch. we were best friends, but never really got physically close to each other besides from hugging, definitely not doing anything like this.

“this okay?” he asks, not wanting to push any boundaries, making sure i was comfortable with it, this the first time we have ever done anything even close to cuddling, the idea never crossing my mind as i didn’t see romance in him - only a friend, at least not until now.

“yeah, of course.” i manage to say, clearly nervous, not expecting him to want to be this close to me after he was so hesitant about letting me sleep in his bed.

“you sure?” he asks, sensing the uncertainly in my response.

“mhm.” i say, relaxing my body a little as i melt into his embrace, loosening up and feeling a sense of security that i had never experienced before.

i turn my head to the side, facing him as my eyes open slowly, seeing his already staring into mine. the look on his face is foreign, the light from the curtains illuminating his features so that i can just make out his expression. his lips are parted, slow breaths emitting from them. and his eyes, the look in them is hard to decipher, soft yet concentrated, studying my features as they repeatedly flicker from my eyes to my lips, the brown pools filled of a look similar to one of admiration, love even. he is hard to read, my mind trying to figure out what he is thinking as i continue to look into his eyes, the pit of my stomach swelling in nervousness.

but, before i can buy myself more time to try fathom the complex system that is his emotions, he fits the puzzle pieces together for me, attaching his lips to mine. my eyes widen in shock, his mouth gently moving against mine. his hands find their way to my waist, pulling me closer to him. i slowly begin to relax, kissing him back as i feel him smile against my lips, my arms resting behind his neck.

our lips move in sync, fitting together perfectly, moulding in a way that echoes our love for each other, one that we always thought to be strictly platonic. but the way he holds me so gently, with so much care that i could break if he applies pressure, carries the unspoken yet completely mutual realisation that this is way more than just a friendship - and the certainty of our kiss meaning we can never go back from this.

he slowly moves on top of me, not breaking the kiss, his hands cupping my face as his thumbs smooth over my cheeks, the skin turning a light shade of red at his touch. the kiss becomes a little more heated, not yet messy, the passion reciprocated between us as neither us want to pull away, addicted to the feeling, silently wondering how and why it has taken us so long to get to this point, wishing we had done this earlier. yet the way i deepen the kiss, tom holding me with so much love it is palpable even through the heavy air, makes me feel as if i have held him like this for years, us being like this seeming so natural, so right.

his hands reach for the hem of my t-shirt, stopping briefly and breaking the kiss for the first time.

“are you sure about this? we don’t have to.” he says, staring into my eyes, his eyes full of concern, showing me all the patience in the world as he studies my features, a small smile tugging at his lips, both of us breathless.

“i want to.” i say, holding his face in my hands, nodding my head slowly, giving him more reassurance as he still looks a little uncertain. but he soon relaxes once i reconnect our lips, his hands carefully lifting my shirt up and over my head, breaking the kiss to stare at my body, my top half now bare as i wasn’t wearing a bra.

i begin to feel insecure as his eyes scan my figure, instinctively covering my breasts with my hands. he tilts his head, shaking his head a little before placing his hands over mine, interlocking them so that they are no longer covering me, my body now exposed to him.

“don’t cover yourself. you’re so perfect, i want to see it all baby.” the pet name rolls off his tongue so naturally, so smoothly as if he had been calling me it for years, this entire situation feeling so right, the way he looks at me with such admiration confirming that we are meant to be like this, destined to be intimate with one another.

his head moving to the crook of my neck, planting small pecks there, low whines escaping my lips when he hits my sweet spot, teeth grazing the area, i take this as an opportunity to attach my fingers to the waistband of his shorts, pulling them down as far as i can. he sees that i am struggling, placing one final kiss to my neck before pulling them down past his feet, his boxers soon following, leaving him completely naked, the only physical barrier between us being my shorts, tom noticing this.

he reattaches his lips to mine, gently kissing me whilst looping his fingers around the material, pulling them down, along with my panties, throwing the clothing somewhere onto the carpet, nothing but the thick air, filled with our unspoken love for each other, between us, our nakedness a mirror to the desire that takes over.

his forehead rests against mine, his inconsistent breathing tickling my cheeks. i feel him position himself at my entrance, his eyes looking into mine, searching for any uncertainty within them, hating the idea of pressuring me into doing anything. i nod, sensing his apprehension, putting any doubts he has to bed.

“i’ll be gentle, i promise.”

those are the last words he says before sliding into me, my walls stretching with his thickness, pain soon clouding my senses as i wince a little, grabbing onto his arm and squeezing the flesh, signalling for him to stop his movements. he senses my discomfort, taking my hands in his and using his thumbs to stroke the skin gently.

“i’m so sorry. i promise it won’t hurt for long.” he whispers against my lips, giving me a short kiss, his eyes never breaking away from mine as he waits for any signal, any sign that the pain has subsided.

i begin to become accustomed to the feeling, ready for him to carry on, his dick still not fully inside me. i squeeze his hands, letting out a small ‘move’, as he nods his head, kissing my forehead and continuing to slide into me, a strained moan escaping from his lips.

my eyes fall shut, pleasure soon taking over as he said it would, my mouth falling open as he bottoms out, our chests moving in and out, in sync with one another.

“keep going.” i breathe out, wrapping my legs around his waist, drawing him deeper into me.

he quickly obeys, moving in and out of me slowly, going gentle as he promised, the pace just right as i can feel every inch of him inside of me. small moans escape from my mouth, tom placing his head into my neck once again, planting open-mouthed kisses onto my collarbone, my hands threading through his dreads, savouring the feeling of him inside me, knowing that i will never experience anything else like it, our bodies fitting together so perfectly, moving in a way that seems too good to be true - the way he hits all the right places sending me into heaven, my mind questioning wether i am there already.

“you’re doing so good baby, so good.” he praises, his words muffled into my shoulder, his hands now roaming my body, feeling anywhere that he can manage to touch, his pace increasing slightly as he works towards his release, still making sure he doesn’t hurt me.

his skin resembling pure silk, smooth and soft, each muscle crafted by god itself, tensing and relaxing as he moves in and out of me, concentrating on nothing but the pleasure i am feeling, his face now inches away from mine.

a knot starts to form in my stomach, signalling that i am close. my legs tighten their hold on his waist, allowing him to move into me even deeper than he was, hitting a whole new angle as i cry out in pleasure, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. tom watches my expression, acknowledging the way my face twists in contentment when he moves at a certain angle, now doing it repeatedly, my release close.

i try to verbalise it, but my ability to produce coherent sentences is long gone, my mouth uttering a small ‘so close’, tom nodding his head as his eyebrows knit together.

“i know baby, i know. me too.” he sighs, kissing me messily as our lips collide together, the cold metal of his lip ring contrasting with his warm hold on me.

he snaps his hips once more, this enough to push me over the edge as i release, my mouth falling in an ‘o’, shape, no sounds escaping from it despite the millions of thoughts rushing through my head.

after a few more sloppy thrusts, i feel tom shoot his cum inside of me, throwing his head back with a loud groan, riding out our highs before collapsing breathlessly on top of me, stroking my hair with his shaky hands, our heavy breathing sounding throughout the now silent room.

he pulls out, our juices dripping down my legs as i whine at the loss of contact. he wastes no time in wrapping his arms around me, bringing me into his inviting embrace, kissing my lips softly.

“i love you. i’m sorry it’s taken me this long to realise, but i really am in love with you.” he whispers, his hand sitting comfortably at my lower back, the other tucking any loose strands of hair behind my ears.

“i love you too.”

requests are open! if you have any feel free to send them in!!

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laurens0 · 1 year

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Incorrect quotes pt.3

Mw2 x male reader

Genre: crack

Characters: gaz, graves, Alejandro, soap, gaz, price, ghost, Rodolfo

Warnings: none

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Gaz: omg y/n look it’s a mistletoe. You know what that means.

Y/n: that’s actually a wisteria

Y/n wakes up at 3am*: omg he was flirting with me

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Y/n catching soap and ghost kissing*: what.. in the fuck knuckles is this

Ghost: he’s my boyfriend you intolerant shit

Y/n: wow! Pump the hate break fox and friends, I’m just surprised anyone would date you. Especially pinky pie from my little pony

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Gaz: y/n, what are you drinking?

Y/n: vodka

Gaz: straight?

Y/n: no, gay. Why?

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Soap: did none of you hear what I just said?

Y/n: I’ve been zoned out for the past two and a half hours

Gaz: I got distracted halfway through

Ghost: ignoring you was a conscious decision

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Y/n: why is everyone obsessed with top or bottom? Idd just be exited to have a bunk bed.

Gaz:…

Gaz: I’m gonna tell him

Price: don’t you dare

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Y/n: is something burning?

Gaz: only my love for you

Y/n notices smoke* : GAZ THE TOASTER IS ON FIRE

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Soap: I’m crushing on someone but I’m worried about telling you cus ur not gonna like it

Y/n: just rip it off like a bandaid

Soap: it’s ghost

Y/n:…

Y/n: put the bandaid back on

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Y/n: it’s nice to finally be wanted

Alejandro: NOT by graves and the shadows

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Price: so, tell us a little more about urself

Y/n: Idd rather not. I really like this group

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Y/n: ghost do you wanna talk about ur feelings?

Ghost: no.

Soap: I want to talk about my feelings

Y/n: I know soap

Soap: I’m sad

Y/n: I know soap

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Y/n to graves*: have a safe flight

Graves: I have no say in that

Y/n: ok die then

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Rodolfo: y/n, why are you laying on the floor?

Y/n: I have depression

Rodolfo: ah

Y/n: I’ve also been stabbed three times

Alejandro: y/n what the fu-

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Graves: I’ve finally Recovered the stolen ballistic missiles and destroyed the evidence of the convoy ambush. Nothing will stop me from killing 141 now

Y/n: true but that’s nothing compared to updog

Graves: huh

Price: no.. don’t do it

Gaz: yhe y/n is right, those missiles are powerful but updog is way better

Alejandro: oh my

Graves: what is going on

Y/n: I’m telling you if you really want to defeat us you really need updog

Graves:… what’s updog?

Y/n and gaz trying to hold their laugh and high-fiving*

141 + los vaqueros visibly disappointed*

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Price coughing and dying on a field*: gaz..

Gaz: yes price? What is it? Ill do anything

Price: when I die.. let y/n lower me in the ground so he can let me down one last time..

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Rodolfo: my parents raised me not to order something expensive when someone else is paying

Y/n: my parents didn’t raise me at all..

Price: Y/N

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Price: can we all be rational here? I mean come on I expect more from each of you!

Y/n:

Gaz:

Soap:

Y/n: you’ve know us for years and you haven’t lowered ur expectations yet? That’s on YOU

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Soap: a fly flew in my ear! It’s going to eat my brain!

Y/n: it’s going to starve..

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A longer one this time :)

FEM ALIGNED DNI

Reblogs are greatly appreciated:)

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haleyhunwritess · 1 year

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I was wondering if you could write someting where bucky and reader have an argument and she gets drunk later because shes upset but then he takes care of her 💜

𝐓𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤

pairing: bucky x reader

warning: angsty, swear words, lots of fluff at the end

a/n: okay i made this super long for literally no reason, but i got a similar request before (i can't find it anymore) and i got this idea for the request from a movie i watched last night (yes i wrote this at like 3am, which is probably why this is really bad), i hope you guys still like it though <3 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

"Come on, Buck, are you seriously not gonna tell me anything?" Steve asked once again, hoping Bucky would tell him more about your relationship. Most people already knew about the two of you, even though you hadn’t really made things official yet.

"There's nothing to tell. I already told you." Bucky groaned, hoping Steve would leave him alone.

"Oh please you guys are always together, and you've spent every night in her room for the past two weeks. You're seriously telling me there's nothing going on?" Steve smiled, thinking back to when he caught Bucky sneaking out of your room earlier this morning.

"It's nothing, okay? It's just a casual thing, that's it." Bucky lied, just to get Steve to shut up. Truth was, to him this was no casual thing. You were it for him. But he didn’t know if you wanted that. And he also knew it would be difficult telling your father about the two of you, and Bucky didn’t want him to accidentally hear about it from Steve.

“Buck-”

“Steve, like I said, it’s a casual thing and it means nothing, okay?” Bucky interrupted him, thinking he was still trying to pry. However, when Steve gestured to the person behind him, he realized the poor guy was just trying to warn him that you were right behind him, and judging from the look on your face, you definitely heard what Bucky said.

Before he could even say anything though, you turned around and started walking back to your room. Bucky quickly followed behind you but you just ignored him. Once you got to your room, he followed you inside, and you didn’t stop him. Instead, you started picking up all of the things he left in your room. He tried to apologize as you collected all his things and just ignored him.

"Baby stop, I didn't meant that, I'm sorry. Please just let me explain,” Bucky moved his hands to cup your face and try to get you to look at him, but you just pulled away from him.

"I don't wanna hear it." You muttered, picking up his book from the bedside table.

"Please just let me explain, doll." Bucky sighed, taking the book from you and putting it back down.

"Take your stuff with you and get the fuck out. I don't wanna see you," You said, shoving the book back in his arms.

Even though you never made things official, you clearly had strong feelings for each other. It hurt when he said it was just a casual thing, but it hurt even more when he said it didn’t mean anything. Is that how he really felt? You didn’t mean anything to him? Maybe he didn't even have feelings for you like you thought he did.

Fuck this, you needed a drink. The girls were going out tonight, and you were supposed to go but then you made plans with Bucky. Looking down at your clock, you wondered if you could still make it to go out with them. You probably could if you started getting ready right now. But in order to do that, you needed Bucky to leave.

"Please just listen to me, I'm not going anywhere until you listen to me." Bucky tried again as he watched you walk over to your closet. He was about to explain his side of the story until he noticed you were starting to strip your clothes off, "Uhh doll, what are you doing?"

"I'm going out with the girls, and I have to get ready but you won't leave," You rolled your eyes as you slipped on a random skirt before looking through your closet for a top.

"I thought we had plans tonight…" Bucky frowned, folding his arms as he watched you get dressed.

If there is one thing this man had, it was the fucking audacity. You took a deep breath before picking up another one of his books and throwing it at him, "Bucky if you don’t leave right now, I swear to god,”

"Ow! Okay okay I'm leaving," Bucky dodged the next book you threw at him, and decided it was best to leave you alone for now. Once he got to your door though, he stood there quietly for a second before attempting to apologize again, only to have the door slammed in his face.

"You sure it's a good idea to spy on her after what you did?" Sam smirked, looking back at the nearby booth where you, Nat, and Wanda were sitting. Sam was a little skeptical at first when Bucky practically begged him and Steve to go clubbing tonight. Although, it was clear now that he only came here for you.

"I'm not spying on her, I didn't even know she was here." Bucky rolled his eyes, taking a sip of his drink.

"Right, so it's just a coincidence that she's here too, huh?" Steve smirked, as he watched Bucky stare at you intently.

Back at your booth, Wanda laughed at something Nat said, but then she noticed how you were still pretty quiet, just like you had been since you got there. Before she could said anything though, she heard Sam’s booming laughter coming one of the nearby booths. She turned to check if it was really him, "Is that- Fuck, okay don't look but Bucky is here."

You nearly spit your drink out at Wanda’s words, and resisted the urge to turn around, "Are you serious? Is he alone?"

"No, Steve and Sam are also here but umm…" Wanda watched nervously as some drunk girl nearly fell over on Bucky. She then moved closer to him, and started playing with his hair before laughing at something he said, "There's a girl sitting next to him, and I'm pretty sure she's flirting with him."

"I love your hair!" The strange girl nearly screamed drunkenly as she continued playing with Bucky's hair. He rolled his eyes and tried to push her away but she wouldn’t budge. She then grabbed his left arm, and moved it close to her face, staring at the shiny vibranium hand.

"Thanks but would you mind not doing that, please?" Bucky pulled his hand away, and tried to move further away from her once again, as both Steve and Sam tried to contain their laughter while watching this whole exchange. Sam looked over at your table when Bucky and Steve started talking but he quickly looked away when you glared back at him.

"Umm Bucky don't look but they definitely saw us, and I don't think your girl is very happy with you right now," Sam said, referring to the angry expression on your face as you watched the girl continue to flirt with Bucky.

"What is she doing? Is she still with the girls?" Bucky asked, trying his best not to turn around to look at you.

This time Steve turned around, watching you and Wanda talk for a minute until Natasha came back to the table with a tray of shots, “She's taking shots with the girls, I think it's tequila?"

"Fuck she can't handle more than five shots, especially tequila. She's a lightweight, last time she passed out after like four." Bucky groaned, thinking back to the last time you drank tequila, "How many do you think she's had so far?"

"I think she's about to have her fifth one." Steve gulped, as he watched you take down your fifth shot.

"Fuck, I'm gonna go check on her." Bucky got up from the table but Sam quickly stopped him, making him sit back down.

"No don't do that! You're just gonna upset her even more.” Steve said, hoping Bucky will actually listen to him. Of course he didn’t though.

He got up and started walking to your table through the crowd, only to get there and realize it was empty. He turned around and saw you stumbling drunkenly through the crowd towards his booth.

"You piece of shit, you couldn't even wait one fucking day!" You yelled as you approached his table, both Wanda and Nat following behind you. They were too drunk to stop you from going over to Bucky’s booth to yell at him. You watched the drunk girl from before lean closer to kiss him, and you immediately pushed her off of him, only to realize it wasn’t even Bucky she was trying to kiss "Steve?! Wha- Where the fuck is Bucky?”

Steve almost laughed before pointing at Bucky who was standing behind you. You didn’t get much chance to say anything to him though, as your head started spinning even more. Then before you knew it, you practically collapsed in his arms and passed out.

You woke up to the excruciatingly loud sound of Bucky’s alarm. Reaching over to turn it off, you quickly realized you were in Bucky's room. Though you couldn’t remember how you got there or why you were wearing his clothes.

Before you could sneak back to your room though, Bucky walked in with a tray in one hand and a coffee in another, and quietly put it down on the dresser. Picking up a bottle of water from the tray, he walked over to the bed and put it on the bedside table. He was about to leave again until he noticed you were awake.

"Oh good, you're finally up.” He handed you the bottle of water, as well as some painkillers, “Here's some ibuprofen, it'll help with your headache. Oh and I made some breakfast and got you coffee."

"Look I'm not in the mood for-" You protested as he brought the tray of food over to the bed, but he quickly shushed you before you could continue.

"Just listen. I made your favourite, pancakes with strawberries on top. I also got you some cereal, if you something lighter. Oh and of course, a vanilla latte with oat milk instead of regular, and an extra shot of espresso." He gestured to the coffee, smiling softly at you.

Bucky watched you for a minute, and sighed when you remained still. Taking the bottle of water from you, he put it back down on tray. He then took your hands in his, kissing them gently before looking up at you, "I know you’re angry. I know you wanna yell at me, but first I need you to eat some breakfast for me. It'll help you feel better, and you'll have more energy so that you can argue with me properly. I promise once you finish eating I'll sit here quietly and you can yell at me for as long as you want."

You nearly chuckled as he said that, and he laughed as well before saying, “I’m serious, I can even teach you some swear words in Russian so you can yell at me some more.”

"I hate you." You groaned, moving closer to hug him.

"I know, baby, I know. I'm sorry." Bucky sighed, hugging you back tightly, like he never wanted to let go, “I never should've said that, I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Why did you say it?" You mumbled, with your arms still wrapped around him.

"Honestly, I wasn’t sure if you even wanted a proper relationship with me. Plus you haven't told your dad about us yet, and I didn't want him finding out from Steve.”

"He knows already." You confessed, pulling away from Bucky. He looked back at you, confused, and you explained, "Well actually I was on my way to tell you he figured it out because of the security tape but then I heard you talking to Steve…"

Bucky sighed, feeling guilty about the way he made you feel, "Baby, I'm so sorry. I promise I didn't mean what I said, in fact I was dying to tell him everything." Bucky pulled you back in for a hug, and you melted into his touch. You stayed like that for a bit till Bucky broke the silence, "So, he knows, huh?"

You laughed at how nervous he sounded, "Oh yeah, but then I called him from the club last night, and told him what happened…"

"Oh god, he's gonna kill me, isn't he?" Bucky groaned thinking about what Stark was gonna do to him when he found out you were back together. And this time in an official relationship.

"Yeah, he might.” You nodded, laughing at the look on his face, making him glare back at you in response. Getting up from the bed, you leaned down to kiss his neck, “Anyways, I'm gonna go shower before breakfast, feel free to join me."

You quickly rushed off to the shower, and Bucky was about to follow you until he heard your phone ringing. "Baby your phone is-” He smirked when he realized it was Tony calling, “Your dad’s calling you, baby, Hello?"

"Hi Baby, you're not in your room, where are you? Are you okay?" Tony asked assuming it was you on the phone but then he realized it wasn't you who picked up, “Bucky, is that you?”

"Yes, sir. Sorry your daughter is in the shower, did you wanna leave a message?" Bucky smirked, knowing he was just pissing him off even more.

"Why the fuc- What is she- I-" Tony couldn’t even complete one sentence with how angry he was getting but Bucky just laughed at his reaction, "You know what, I do wanna leave a message but it's for you, go fuck yourself."

"Aw love you too, have a great day." Bucky laughed, hanging up on him before walking over to the bathroom to join you in the shower.

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vctrvn-ls · 7 months

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Hellooo, could you write a '3am though ' about the Boys being clingy? Cause I feel like everyone is clingy in a different way hehe

Types of Clingy | Beta Squad |

Chunkz

His clingyness would show through being a little too co-dependent. I’m not saying he wouldn’t be able to make independent decisions at all, but most of the time he would definitely want your opinion…on pretty much like everything. New shoes, place to stay while on a work trip, where to eat, how to dress for the weather and on and on. Sometimes it’s nice to know that someone wants to hear your point of view, but other times it could be very very annoying.

Sharky

Sharky’s thing is definitely constantly texting or like somehow communicating through his phone 24/7. Doesn’t matter if you’re calling, chatting or just sending each other goofy snaps, he needs to constantly talk. He’d always send “update” messages out of nowhere, like imagine he decided to go to the store to buy some fruits and he’s in line, waiting and bored and suddenly some drama happens between a customer and the worker. He’d whip out his phone in a fraction of a second and begin describing the entire situation to you. Most of the time you don’t mind it, the opposite, you actually like it, but sometimes Sharky can get a little persistent and if you don’t reply while he’s currently bored, he’s going to spam your phone, asking where are you and “why are you ignoring me?”

Niko

Time is money to this man. Quality time is gold and Niko definitely wants it. He’s a busy man himself but if he finds out you have even a small 20 minute break from anything, you best be ready for him to appear and persuade you to do something together. Maybe you’re at work and you’re having lunch, in which case he’d offer to drive you to the nearest coffee shop, maybe you’re at uni and you have a free period during which he’ll sneak you out to have some ice cream. And when he’s done with work for the day, the first thing he’s doing is calling you and saying that he’s finally free from whatever, after which he would definitely suggest going somewhere, no matter how tired he was.

“Lisa are you dumb? AJ hates human contact, he said so himself like 100 times! You’re not telling me he’d be the physically clingy one!”

Hahahah - is my response guys. AJ. Would be. Possessive. (as fuck) Okay yes he hates it when people touch him BUT YOU AREN’T JUST PEOPLE! He wants you to constantly hold his hand or arm, he needs it. And for him it would be a totally normal thing to have his arm around your waist at all times when going out. He wants people to know that you’re with him, that you’re his and that nothing is getting in between the two of you. Doesn’t matter where: party, grocery store, at a fucking dentist appointment, this guy couldn’t care less, just as long as he’s somehow holding onto you or you’re holding onto him.

Kenny

This one a bit sad. I think Kenny would be a little insecure. Like ok we know he’s the sexiest man alive but in his eyes he’s still not good enough for you. And that’s exactly what gnaws at him. Sometimes arguments would spur between the two of you out of nothing. Imagine you went out and didn’t tell Kenny, just forgot to mention or you were in a hurry. When you finally come back home he’d be like “where have you been?” , “why didn’t you tell me you were going out?” , “who’d you go out with?” , but it wouldn’t be in a controlling sense, you get me? Like he’d be worried, paranoid even and to you sometimes it would seem stupid. Like you shouldn’t be constantly explaining things to him. But no matter how mad or pissed you wanna be at him, you can’t. Why? Cause it’s Kenny and Kenny is 🔛🔝 of everything <3

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