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βΛβΉα‘£π© a/n:saw that chibi picrew going around and while messing with it, it sparked an idea soo... enjoy this lil drabble before I forget it
Platonic yandere students fighting for kindergarten teacher reader's attention during class, trying to one up the other calling you mom to the point you had to call their parent's to help settle the issue only for the single dad's of the students to slowly do the same as their kids.
Like father like son so they say, to the point that when your birthday comes around their sons want to buy you a present and of course they aren't going to say no to their kids especially if it's about you only for their sons to fight over the same teddy bear that's your favorite color.
Motherβs Day Drabble
Azriel making you a mommy π
a/n: This is probably awful as Iβve never written smut before but it was just a little thought β€οΈ enjoy! Wrote this bad boy waiting for coffee
smut!! Minors do not interact! Read under the cut! Warnings: Fingering, p in v, gloves, overstimulation, okay literally straight filth-no plot.
Face pressed into the pillow, youβve lost track of time as your mate rutted into you with heavy breaths, sinful noises filling the room. In a daze at this point as you felt the hot liquid seep out of your poor cunt as he pushed himself deeper. A moan escaping your lips. βYouβre going to make a wonderful mother,β Azriel whispered in your ear as his hand wraps around your throat to lift your head. Planting peppered kisses against your throat as he slowly pushes his length deeper. Making you feel the fullest youβve felt. An oh escaping your lips as his thumb presses against your tongue. A hiss escaped his lips as he releases another load inside you. His brows furrowing and with a click of his tongue Azriel noticed his seed seeping out of your cunt. How messy you were, in his eyes, that seed should be deeper inside of you, how else would you become a mother?
βMy love we canβt have you wasting it, you said you wanted to a Motherβs Day gift and Iβm trying to give you oneβ Azriel cooed in your ear. As he pulls his length out. Leaving you empty with your legs spread revealing the mess he left of your poor pussy. With his gloved hand. Azriel pushes a finger between your slit, pushing the cum back inside you. A groan escaping your lips as you feel the hot liquid reach deeper inside of you. A few tears spilled from the coners of your eyes, your body so sensitive and overstimulated. You werenβt sure if you were even awake at this point. As itβs been hours, just from one little teasing joke this morning that you deserve a Motherβs Day gift from all the times he sucks on your breasts. Adding another finger, Azriel whispers lowly βsuch a good girl, look how full you are. Next year weβre going to have such cute babies. Right love?β Pushing the cum deeper inside you. His other hand tightening against your throat. Azriel kept going and going until you came once more, your eyes half lidded as you try to stay awake. Earning peppered kisses as he pulls you into his arms. βThink you can handle one more round, love?β He kisses your temple as you sit in his lap, your back against his chest. Using his legs to spread yours, leading to sinful sounds filling the room as his fingers slip out of your poor little cunt. Cum oozing out of you as he aligns himself up again. βJust one more, okay?β Azrielβs voice raspy as you can feel his grin against your neck. You give a confirming nod, giving him the okay to start pushing himself Inch by inch, a moan on your lips as you feel the stretch. You werenβt sure if it was from how big he was or how full of cum you were. βHappy Motherβs Dayβ he whispers as he hits your sweet spot.
His Little Flame (NSFW)
This is Quite Literally my first Post. A bit nervous about how it turned out but hope you Like It!
MDNI! Ageless Accounts will be blocked.
Warnings: NSFW, Size Kink, Y/N crying, Fire is used.
Natsu does not care about the way the enemy gets hurt in battle. Natsu does not care if the master Scolds Him. And Natsu for sure does not care if anyone hears you Both.
Natsu Has His scarf over your hands to keep you from moving so much.
I said Stay still! I can't make you feel good if you keep moving Like This Y/N! He whispers in your ear.
you shiver a bit.
S- Sorry.. N- Natsu.. It's J- Just that.. Y- You look.. So.. B- Big..
Natsu Stares At them blankly. Well i'm sorry i can't control that princess. If it makes you feel better i'll only put the tip in. Sounds good?
You Nod weakly knowing your voice would betray you mid second. Natsu then grins and pulls you in his lap quicker than Happy Can Pick up Lucy.
You squeal and hide your face in his neck. He chuckles and Lines You Up with him. He gently thrusts inside of you. That moment tears came to your eyes. N- Natsu.. Aggh.. S- Stop.. P- Please..
Natsu sighs. You know I'm doing this because i love you? Right? He questioned in a worried tone. You nod in shame.
We don't have to do this you know that right? I just wanna make you happy and show my affection to you since you always say i like Lucy More than you.
you blush in embarrassment knowing what he says is true. You know i get jealous easily! I'm sorry.. But.. N- Natsu? C- Could we stop?.. I- I don't wanna mess up anymore and i sure don't wanna waste your time.. You have a mission tomorrow for gods sake.
He grins Y/N.. Then just say that but since i don't listen to women and you probably won't do anything i'm gonna continue.
He harshly thrusts into your cunt. You cry in pain and pleasure. And grip his pink hair. He laughs at this.
I Love you Little Flame.
I- I-.. I Love you Too N- Natsu..
I'm so done with this. NEXT UP: "Welcome to my Crew!" Masterlist
I may not write again after thisπ btw some of it is part of a true story my boyfriend and i had when we were teensπππ½
Lakes, talks, and tears
Genre: Angst
Warnings: Nagito being an ass
Nagito x gn reader
βIβm tired of this Komaedaβ
You breathed out a voice shaking with each word as you hugged yourself a small whimper escaped your lips pathetically.
βYou're the one who insisted on coming here with me nobody forced you, least of all meβ his voice laced with bitterness, it almost seemed to hold a certain blankness to it.
Not wasting another breath on you, he continued the path that outstretched around the lake. Your head snapped up as you ran up beside him desperately trying to get him to look, even glance at you, anything if he could just treat you with the kindness of sparing you a second glance.
βWhy canβt you even look at me!β you shouted but anger was completely devoid of your tone just an unhinged desperateness lacing your voice. Your eyebrows knitted together as you attempted to talk to him.
He gave you a blank stare meeting your glassy eyes, he could practically see the pleading look in your pupils.
His cold expression nearly cut through you, leaving a bitter taste in your mouth and the clawing feeling of being torn apart from the inside.
βWhat did I do to you! Why do you hate me so much? I just want to be enough for you yet you always seem so distant around me.β
You could no longer look him in the eyes you caved in, your trembling eyes meeting the cold pavement once again, as you spoke your voice slowly vanished into a hushed whisper as you tried to grasp the emotions inside you.
There were too many to handle at once. A stabbing anxiety in your stomach, a choked sob that rested in the back of your throat as a tight knot overcomes your ability to speak.
Almost as if his stern glare was enough to suffocate you, alone. Again he stared you down harshly with the same unimpressed expression held around you.
βI donβt have time to waste on reserve course students like you, I didnβt ask you to follow me around you know.β he practically spat, again brushing you off as he continued walking. As he walked away you could hear him speak out to you
βWhy do you even try?β
You took a big breath before calling out to him β
Because Iβm in love with you!β suddenly he stopped and you froze in place, legs shaking as your stomach tossed and turned, crawling with the feeling of sickness. Nagito turned to you from where he was.
βI wouldnβt go out with someone like youβ he said slowly before turning once again. Leaving you helplessly standing by yourself as the world spun around you your vision stayed focused on the ground beneath you.
Your lip trembled but no other part of your body would move, it felt like hours until you finally moved.
Releasing a sob from your throat, you stood there wanting nothing more than for the ground to swallow you up whole.
Sandcastles - lil Fundy drabble
As a kid, Fundy liked sandcastles.
He'd wait until Wilbur was distracted as if he was paying attention in the first place, then run out to the river, the one right by L'manberg with the sandy shores. Paws were careful as he shaped the most beautiful designs, walls and spires and stability, wall design akin to the same one that surrounded his country.
Sometimes he'd stay out till night, cutting his hands on shells and rocks hidden within the grains. But it was all worth it, wasn't it?
Each time Fundy left one there, he expected to return the next day to the same thing. Each time, Fundy returned to nothingness, the castle gone, everything blown away in the wind.
Each time, he repeated the process again. The building, the blind hope and devotion to something that meant nothing in the end, and the eventual letdown.
He still likes sandcastles.
I have been having this thot for a while
just imagine hoshi having a crush on cheol's gf, keeping it a secret from everyone, being hurt whenever he sees them together acting all lovey dovey with each other.
he knows that they love eachother but he cant help but think that if, what if it was him insted of cheol, loving u, kissing u, taking care of u, making love to u.
he didnt realize when his soft pure feelings for u turned into this intense passionate lust to make u his and his only.
having wet dreams about u two having this almost animalistic sex, he cant help but jerk off in the middle of the night.
oh....oh my.. the more i read on, the messier this got and yet i can't help but wish i found myself in a situation like this.... let me write you all the closest we'll get to this. and anon pairing: soonyoung x reader (indirectly) warnings: soonyoung is downright delulu for oc, shit ton of jealousy, fantasies of infidelity (fucking another man's girl), use of the nickname (sooyoo) and pet names (baby, sweetie, honey) NUMEROUS times, oc has size kink(loves how big sooyoo is, with that said...), dig bick soonyoung, "oblivious" cheol, lowkey not so humble bragger (loves letting everybody know 'you're his' type shit) cheol, jihoon & jeonghan feature, alcohol consumption, sorta subspace soonyoung??? (not proof read)
Open Arms - Kwon Soonyoung
soonyoung lazily turned the front door knob to his dark and cold apartment. The silence that enclosed him in the space made it all the more apparent that for yet another night, he was lonely and you were far from being his. the smell of his spirit-tainted clothes and mouth, clinging to him the way he'd hoped your body would've by the end of the night.
it's not that soonyoung wasn't happy for his friend seungcheol... actually, that's exactly what it was. he himself was taken aback by just how sincere-sounding his laughing along with everyone throughout dinner was, as you recalled how seungcheol had forgotten to transfer yours and his photos of your recent vacation from the disposable camera before he absent-mindedly threw it away this morning.
"well, excuse me, miss 'let's get a disposable camera to embody a true traveller's lifestyle' tsk" he pitched his voice a few octaves higher to mimic your statement from two weeks back. "ok bitch, first of all, I don't sound like that," you pinched seungcheol's cheek, leaving him scrunching his face in what the rest of the group members couldn't help but laugh off and interpret as pure agony "ow! damn what'd you pinch me for?" soonyoung rolled his eyes, "sickening..." he murmured to himself, dragging out a sip of his chilled bourbon, "and secondly, it's not my fault they haven't figured out a way to make 'em automatically transfer to your phone?! you'd know if what you had bothered to read the instructions token, mister" you playfully huffed.
"yeah, well, that'll teach us to never buy a two-dollar camera again. besides, I've got all those pretty pictures of you engraved in my mind" he chuckled, coming teasingly close to you, soonyoung with a frown less than containable, paying careful attention to the hand that danced its way around your waist from above the table. the hold on his glass visibly tightening, "ehem..." jeonghan pulled him from the boiler room of his thoughts. "you know, I never took you for the jealous kind." he jeered. "oh yeah? that obvious is it?" he placed his glass down on the table, the ice having burned his hand from how long it cupped it. "well, we've changed the conversation about three times and you've been staring at the...lack of a gap between cheol and y/n's waists for the past three minutes or so" his eyes now back to momentarily facing the place of general conversation, returning to see a ticked-off soonyoung. "c'mon aren't you of all people even a little grossed out by the excessive amount of pda right now?" he gestured his hand to the direction of yourself and seungcheol, who currently were giggling to yourselves about whatever seungcheol fucked up this time around. "I dunno, I think they're kinda cute" jeonghan teasingly knocked his shoulder against soonyoung's. he lived for the sole purpose of annoying his friends, and soonyoung was no exception. "I'm gonna go get some fresh air." he abruptly stood up from the table, all eyes now on him, a mix of unphased and all-the-more apparent confusion splashed across the table's faces. "everything alright, sooyoo?" your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, glossy pillowy lips turned down all just the same. oh, how his heart ached and his ears perked all at once at the nickname. expression softening at your concern "just peachy!" a wide grin making its way unknowingly across his face, "let us know if you need anything bud." your boyfriend just couldn't help himself could he. always feeling the need to butt in and ruin things. the sweet gaze you'd bestowed him, he'd quickly tattooed in his mind, now turned bitter by cheol's genuine remark of concern. "will do." soonyoung thumbed up, not even turning to face cheol as he walked out the door.
"what was that about?" jihoon now sat adjacent to jeonghan, filling soonyoung's seat, "mmhhm," he shrugged, "something about bitter and sweet..." it had only occurred to him now as he replayed the night's events that he'd never actually turned back and had gotten all the way home. "fuck..." he muttered. too drained physically and emotionally to turn back and apologize for taking long, even though the bar was across the street. "what's that asshole have that I don't?" he thought, taking his shoes off before placing them on their spotlit shelf before hurriedly moving to the primary bathroom. now disrobing himself and hopping into the shower, the tension leaving his body as the steam fogged up the glass of the box and mirrors. he thought the anxiety had fully rid itself from him, only for it to creep back once he'd made his way out of the shower to see two notifications from you, one being a missed call. his mind raced, thinking of how upset or hurt you must've been for him to have walked out, judging by the time, he was almost certain dinner was long over by now. he hesitantly played the voice note, only to be pleasantly surprised with your honey-coated voice and the soft humming of the car. "hey sooyoo, you left your coat on your seat and you weren't back by the time dinner wrapped up so cheollie and I took your coat for you." a humph of satisfaction erupting from him but your boyfriend's nickname left a bitter taste in his mouth. "hey bud,' the male's voice interjected, blaring through the phone's speaker, turning the volume down in annoyance he continued to listen "y/n thought about dropping it off for you but we'll swing by tomorrow. i told her, knowing your rowdy ass, you're probably not even home yet so we figured we wouldn't bother you." he chuckled, to which soonyoung involuntarily rolled his eyes in distaste. "anyways sooyoo, drink some water and get some rest. we'll see you tomorrow around noon-ish... if you ever need anybody to talk to...I'm here." he was in agony. oh, how badly he wished you wouldn't speak to him as a mere friend, how he craved for there to be space to drop the formalities, so desperate for you that he'd let you speak to him wherever and however you wanted. he loved your cute voice, how it deepened a bit in your fits of rage, how raspy and raw he'd imagine it to be if you had chosen to spend the night with him. in all the apparentness of his loneliness, the closest he had to physical consolement being his silk pjs and his weighted blanket. their respective embraces only prompting him to shift deep into thought.
how he wished it were him instead of seungcheol whose arms you found solace in. how he wished you'd laugh at his jokes with nearly as much relish as you did your boyfriend's. how he wished you wouldn't have to enlighten him of your support of him, how if it was you and him, you'd be there with open arms, and without the exchange of a single word, he'd fall into them as you encasing him tightly with your plush arms. he yearned for your kisses peppering his face as tears rolled down his soft cheeks. he ached for your words of comfort.
"it's ok baby, i'm right here." you rubbed his head, pampering him with soft pats and rubs along his back. "I'm all yours, I promise." you spoke softly to him, not wanting to break the intimate bubble encasing the two of you. "mine?" he sniffled staring into your eyes, the eyes that only softened when they saw him. the eyes he got lost in frequently upon your encounters. wanting nothing more but to drown in your pupils. "mhm." you agreed with a soft smile which only ever melted his heart. you found yourselves in his bedroom, standing at the foot of the bed, angling your head to close the gap between the two of you "but what about seungcheol?" the feeling of jealousy now replaced with genuine concern "like I said baby, I'm all yours." hesitance soon forgotten as he leaned in, your lips even softer than that of what he imagined, hints of cocoa now smothered on his top lip from your gloss, not that he minded.
he was in ecstasy, the one person he ached for most in this world, was right in front of him. he'd long forgotten seungcheol whose obliviousness he chuckled at, as he replayed your words in his head "yours..."
soon after, your figure was sandwiched between his thighs. his towel licking a long stripe up his length, your doe eyes staring up into his through your B9 false lashes, too lazy from the night's festivities to remove your makeup, you summoned the remainder of your energy to make him feel special and feel special he did, the maintenance of eye contact sending a shudder along his spine. "you're so nice and big honey, " you tease, leaving a kiss on his tip, staining it with your lip gloss "can barely fit you in my hands, let alone my mouth." soonyoung's chest heaving in desperation at this point. you'd teased him for what had only been a mere 45-second interval but to him, resembled a century. "please baby, don't tease." the sight of his own tip flushed an angry pink tone, precum threatening to leak and splotches of your glittery lip gloss had him ready to explode.
"so impatient..." you slapped his thigh lightly, his abs flexing upon the sting post-contact. before he could get another word in, you sunk your mouth onto his length for the first time that evening. "oh fuck," the sight of you so eager to please him, and so abruptly too had him in a frenzy. "I knew your pretty mouth was good for more than just talking" the globs of spit that remained on the sides of his cock each time you glided up soon forming a pool at its base. you collected some and used it as lube to tug at the parts of him you couldn't fit. "just like that, sweetie" he praised you as your hand and mouth worked rhythmically in unison. the pet name had your pussy drooling. you were so cock-hungry, the portion of him you already had filling your mouth wasn't enough. you took it upon yourself to push yourself all the way down on him, nose touching his pelvic bone and his tip reaching the far back of your throat "fuck that's it, baby, fuck-, just like that sweetie" soonyoung was nothing short of a gentleman, he wasn't one to be a pusher but he couldn't help but to be eager. especially when you sucked him off so good.
tears welled in your eyes as you repeated the motion, you wanted your baby to feel good, judging by how his hitched breathing and whines got more audible, you were doing a great job. "fuck sweetie, I love you so much" the rambling mess he'd become was a clear indication he was close, a few more tugs of his cock and you had him cumming all over your pretty face. the sight made his cock twitch. being the freak he was, he wanted nothing more than to kiss you, creamy white goodness and all.
the only thing stopping him was the sudden knock on the front door. pulling him into a void of post-nut clarity, allowing him to open his eyes to the pathetic sight of his empty, now un-fitted sticky bed sheet, with the only token of gratitude, he imagines you to have left him being a new stain on his favourite ivory satin sheet.
"well shit..."
AN: AHHHHHHH my first full length fic, fucking hell i'm so excited for you all to read this. like WHAT? I ACTUALLY LIKE MY WORK FOR ONCE (I'll definitely come back to proof-read my work in the morning and be like "what the fuck?"). to the person who mad this request. thank you so much my love, you;ve helped me regain my confidence and I'm so very sorry it's taken me so long to get back to you, I know you asked me in the early parts of this year and I just couldn't pull myself out of this slump. thank you and I hope you like it. much love to you all and keep requesting! xoxo, gossip girl... just kidding 1-800-ye0sangspr1ncess.
To say that Liu Qingge startled Shen Qingqiu was an understatement. The sight of his shidi wobbling into his house, drenched in blood, nearly caused Shen Qingqiu to deviate right then and there. As Liu Qingge nearly tripped over the rugs, Shen Qingqiu tossed down his quill and hurried to catch him before he hit the ground. The younger landed in his arms making a sound that boarded between a huff and a groan.
"Liu-Shidi, what happened?" Shen Qingqiu gently lowered him down so that he could sit, leaning against the wall.
"There were more enemies than planned," Liu Qingge grumbled.
"An ambush?"
"Maybe."
Shen Qingqiu started to peel off the tattered robes off him and tossed them into a bloody pile. "Hold on, let me get some water." Getting a grunt in response, he left for the kitchen and poured water from a jar in a bowl. Tossing some rags over his arm, he returned back to his martial brother.
He laid the stuff out in front of him and dipped a rag into the water. Carefully avoiding the open wounds, he cleaned the area surrounding them.
"What were you fighting?"
"Doesn't matter."
"Well I need to know if there's a chance of there being poison."
"There's not. Don't worry."
Shen Qingqiu frowned at him before deciding it'd be useless to push more. Once he was free from blood splatter, Shen Qingqiu pressed his hands against the wounds, pushing qi into them to speed up the healing.
"This shidi's burdened you again."
Shen Qingqiu blinked. What?
"This shidi's supposed to be stronger than this. Yet shixiong is always to care for me."
Was it not you that always had to save this shixiong's ass though?
"This shixiong's happy to help though."
"You shouldn't have too."
Liu Qingge balled his hands into tight fists, his brow furrowing. A sigh escaped Shen Qingqiu and he cupped the fists in his hand. Rubbing his thumps along the knuckles, he gave his shidi a small smile.
"You don't have to be strong all the time." Shen Qingqiu pressed a kiss to his fists. "And being injured doesn't make you weak."
Liu Qingge still didn't meet his gaze so Shen Qingqiu pulled him up and over to the bed. He sat and arranged his partner so that his head was resting in his lap.
"Plus this shixiong loves to pamper his shidi." This got Liu Qingge's ear to burn a deep red. With a grunt, the younger buried his face into his robes as Shen Qingqiu pet his hair.
"...Then...I suppose it's fine..."
He could tell that his shidi wasn't quite ready to accept the concern but it was good enough for now.
Shen Yuan knew his roommate always had trouble sleeping. The dorm that he and Shen Jiu shared was small. When there was only a meter between the beds, it was difficult to ignore. The restless shifting of sheets has become as common as the sounds of crickets chirping at night.
Tonight was no different. Once again Shen Jiu was floundering around in his bed, unable to fight of whatever nightmare plagued him. Shen Yuan glanced up from his phone, observing the restless male.
Somehow even in distress, Shen Jiu retained his regal appearance. Long, slender fingers gripped the sheets so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His cheeks shone has beads of sweats trickled down them.
What was new, though, was the glistening tears clinging to his lashes as if they were protesting against falling. Shen Yuan blinked dumbly before shutting his screen off.
"Shen Jiu?" he tried softly. The man didn't stir, only burying his face further into the pillow. "A-jiu..." Still nothing. Shen Yuan sighed and slipped out of his bed. As he approached, Shen Jiu's hand reached out and clutched blindly at his shirt. He smiled at the sight, placing a hand on his cheek and wiped a stray tear.
Shen Jiu's eyes flung open in shock and he flinched back a bit, shaking a couple tears free. Shen Yuan quickly hands up in an attempt to calm him. "Hey... It's just me..." Shen Jiu stared, eyes staring through him. "A-Jiu?" The glaze over his eyes slowly faded as he met Shen Yuan gaze.
"Ah- A-Yuan..." Shen Jiu heaves a shaky breath as he awkwardly sits up. "Did I wake you?"
"No. I wasn't asleep in the first place," Shen Yuan shook his head. "How are you feeling? Looked like a rough nightmare." Shen Jiu frowned and shrugged, resting against the wall.
"I'm fine."
Shen Yuan scoffed causing to Shen Jiu to give him a judgmental look. "'Fine' my ass." He plopped himself next to him and curled an arm around his shoulder, pressing his head into the crook of his neck. Shen Jiu froze for moment before melting into the embrace, twisting his arms around Shen Yuan's waist. With his other arm, Shen Yuan pulled out his phone and decided to play some random cat videos. Because what's a better way to cheer up your sad boyfriend than cats?
Shen Jiu huffs as a ginger cat tries to jump from a fridge to a table but ends up backflipping off several other surfaces. Shen Jiu's lips tip up in amusement. Shen Yuan grins at the smile and nuzzles his nose into his hair.
Shen Jiu hummed, then tilted his head up to capture Shen Yuan in a kiss. It was like a sharp bite as Shen Yuan squeaked and dropped the phone to wrap his other arm around his neck. Shen Jiu pushed further into the kiss, squeezing tighter as if he would disappear if he let go.
Shen Jiu finally broke the kiss to breath for air, Shen Yuan took the chance to speak. "Now how are you feeling?" Shen Jiu pouted at not being interrupted.
"...Better, I suppose." He looked away, face flushed, when Shen Yuan smiled brightly.
"Good. Now let's go to bed," Shen Yuan stated before tossing his phone the side and dragging both of them under the sheets.
"Wait- A-Yuan!" Shen Jiu protested, trying to sit back up but was held down by the arm draped over his neck.
"Nope! You need to sleep!" Shen Yuan gleefully argued and shifted Shen Jiu so that he was curled up against his chest. He finished argument by giving him one last kiss before propping his chin above his head. Shen Jiu grumbled in distaste before resigning himself to his fate and closing his eyes.
Desk
Summary: Royalty!Harry wants Advisor!Severus to be his Queen and he will get what he wants.
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Little drabble for a little valentine bug race π
For you β€οΈ@hayleynicolew @houseofsnarry
Thundershowers
Summary:
A rains with a flare of drama. An overrated downpour. A child throwing tantrum. An angsty teenager on a bad day. A lover sulking hard because he couldn't tend his garden.
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Reposting this and 'Lunch' just because π
A little contribution to the server that I'm a part of :) @houseofsnarry
Misunderstanding
Summary: Harry is kinda mess up, Severus is kinda amused, and wordplay is at play π
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For you, @hayleynicolew once again, and for you Serena, and lastly for team π @houseofsnarry I know Iβm very late and the race is over but hey! Why not one last drabble? So here it is! I have a very different idea when I began this (Harry coming home late lately, Severus fears that Harry might be cheating, turns out Harry had been helping a small group on a worm campaign π) however it just didnβt sit right in my mind so I scrap it and this write instead π Wordplay for the win!
Snape In Leather Pants
Summary: Harry wants to see Severus in leather pants for their dinner date.
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For Razz and team π so they can finally be with their friends. This will be one of the closest attempts at me writing smut. It isn't one technically but still. TW?: Implied sexual activity.
Unspoken Accident
It wasn't supposed to be this long but the story ran away from me so π
For Snarry Spring Garden Game that is currently happening in HoS because I just had to join. For @danpuff-ao3! Thanks for the prompt. I like the challenge of its π
The options are between: Long Prompt: Someone sits on a cactus or Short Prompt: Popsicle
Me literally become that meme:
thinking about you coming home to bakugo, who had the day off, in yβallβs shared bedroom laying on his back reading a book. heβs got his square reading glasses on, his face soft and content as he quietly reads his book. heβs clad in only plaid pajama pants, his chest bare and slightly glimmering from the light of the lamp beside him. you call out his name and reach the bedroom. he greets you and gives you that panty-dropping smile of his. this man was sculpted by the gods.
MY SWEETHEART
bakugo katsuki x fem!reader
iβll make this into a fic if someone asks but this has been on my brain for a while now lol
ooc baku, fluff
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going to the lake for a week with your boyfriend and his friends. you guys had been planning this trip for weeks and now that summer is here yall are going forward with it.
seros cousin has a lake house that they hardly ever use, so when he texted bakugo the news he already knew what they were going to do.
he texted the groupchat that he had plans for them βso you shitheads better be readyβ. that next friday he is picking up you, kirishima, kaminari, sero, mina and jirou at 9am and driving 3 hours away from home to spend the next week at the lake house.
the moment you guys get there people are already picking their rooms and sero is yelling at them to βbe careful, this isnβt your house, i want this place cleaner then when you guys first got here when we leave!β and everyone laughs but agrees.
you and katsuki got the master bed (of course), mina and jirou got the second biggest room, kirishima and sero got the smallest and kaminari opted for the pullout in the living room.
everyone was tired from the drive and took naps but the moment everyone is up you guys are heading to the grocery store. it was pretty chaotic when a group of seniors head to the store with only 200 dollars to buy food for a week for 7 teenagers. everyone kept adding things in and of course katsuki took out the unnecessary items. you guys ended up leaving with sandwich stuff, chips, milk, cereal, eggs, bacon, pancake mix, pizza rolls, fruits, water, some tequila and a 24 pack of twisted teas (with kaminaris fake id of course). you guys had a whopping 15 dollars left to spend.
when yβall got back everyone put up groceries while katsuki made some bomb sandwiches for everyone. it was around 6 when you guys had finished and nobody had to say anything but everyone started getting ready to swim in the lake.
seros family had 3 jetskis and a boat, but everyone was going to wait till saturday to try those bad boys out. they also had a loud stereo and speakers and jirou decided to be the designated dj.
once the music started playing and everyone put sunscreen on, all the boys jumped in the water, splashing you and mina in the process. katsuki laughed and swam up to you and tried to give you a kiss. of course you leaned in and the bastard grabbed you and pulled you in. once you came up you smacked him on the head hard and he just continued to laugh at you.
the sun was setting and everyone was doing their own thing, either swimming in the water, shotgunning the twisted teas or dancing.
ho hey by the lumineers plays and you and katsuki were still in the water, your arms around his neck and his around your waist. you both were talking and just having a good time, giving each other slow and soft kisses. it felt like the world had stopped and at this moment it was just you two in the entire world. he was holding you so close, his warmth radiating off of him as you were running your fingers through his hair. you wished it could be like this forever.
and then suddenly youβre being sprayed in the face with cold water from a water gun by a giggling kaminari. you quickly started swimming to shore, katsuki alongside, and chase after the blonde.
ESTO MOMENTO
bakugo katsuki x hispanic!femreader.
this is VERY self indulgent sorry :,)
yes this is another cowboy bakugo, deal with it.
fluff, chaos, a lil ooc baku if you squint
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bakugo meeting your huge family at a carne asada your dad decided to throw one random saturday night. but then again the random carne asadas are always the best.
you have 5 siblings, 2 sisters and 3 brothers. it goes older sister, older brother, you, little brother, little sister and baby brother. you guys are pretty close in age, 22, 19, 18, 11, 7 and the latest bundle of joy is 10 months. your baby brother was definitely a surprise, your mother saying βes la bendiciΓ³n de diosβ but you and your older siblings knew better and just rolled your eyes.
your parents had met bakugo about 6 months into your relationship and they were quite fond of him to say the least. you were visiting your parents when your dad told you about the carne asada and said βle dijiste a katsuki que viniera?β and when you said no he made you call him to tell him.
katsuki was freaking out. he didnβt know what to wear, what to bring or how to act. after all he was FINALLY meeting your entire family after 2 years. you told him to calm down, that your parents already loved him and how you were sure the rest of your family would love him also.
with that being said, here he was, watching you give your younger siblings a hug after they ran out as soon as they saw katsukis truck pull up. he gets out and sees you comforting your little sister, jackie, with tears streaming down her face.
βi thought we were never going to see you again.β she sobs into your neck and you just chuckle. you grab her cheeks and make her face you and smile, βi would never leave you mi reyna, sabes que te quiero muchΓsimos verdad?β and she just nods.
your little brother, augustine, runs and gives katsuki a hug. katsuki chuckles and ruffles his hair. βhey there little man, finally got the braces huh?β auggie smiles, showing the metal in his mouth, and nods his head violently which makes katsuki laugh.
as youβre walking up to the door, your older sister, paula, walks out with your baby brother in her arms. you squeal and quickly take him from her arms.
βhi papi! sissy missed you so much hermosuro!β you say in your baby voice, kissing him all over the face. your baby brother, josiah (aka j or baby j), was dressed like a little vaquero; a dress up shirt, fancy jeans, boots, a belt and a hat. he just giggles as you smother him with kisses.
βlook who finally decided to show upβ pau says with her hands on her hips. you roll your eyes and adjust j on to your other hip. βdad said the party started at 6, itβs only 7:30 im sure we didnβt miss much.β pau says whatever and leads you both to the back.
katsuki is following you like a lost puppy until he feels someone take off his hat and he quickly turns around and sees your older brother oscar.
βdonde vas?β he says as he puts his hat on and katsuki smiles, giving him a hug. βitβs been so long since iβve seen you man.β he laughs.
oscar nods and chuckles, βever since you and my sister moved in together it feels like i see you less and lessβ katsuki agrees and they both just conversate about random things. that is until youβre practically dragging him to the backyard because your parents were asking for him.
he greets your dad with a firm handshake and your mom with a hug, and they ask how it is living with their princess. as youβre turned away from him he makes hand motions to say that youβre crazy and they both laugh.
βbueno pues it was nice seeing you mijoβ your mom says and he says bye to them.
and now it was time for him to meet your whole family. he greets your tΓos, tΓas and primos and it seems that they like him for the most part. they asked how he had met you, how long you two have been dating, if he wanted kids with you, what he did for a living and other very personal questions. they were all pleased to here that he was a rancher for a living.
after heβs done greeting them you insist that he comes and dances with you which he could already tell you had a few drinks but he agrees none the less. he was so glad you had taught him how to dance norteΓ±as as dime lo que piensas plays loudly through the speakers. you sing along loudly with a beer in your hand and he just smiles and laughs at how you slur your words.
KEEP YER HEART AFLAME
cowboy!bakugo x fem!reader
drabble drabble drabble
i love cwbkg sm omg prepare to be sick of me.
just fluff, the soft and tender sweetness we all want from a man.
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cicadas chirped and trees swayed in the wind as you laid on your bed, your balcony doors open letting in a warm gentle breeze. you laid clad in a white silk nightgown that had delicate lace on the neckline and hem of the dress. in your hand was a book, Pride and Prejudice, the light from your bedside lamp illuminating the room just enough for you to see the words on the paper. truth be told you had grown quite tired in the past 30 minutes, but you were determined to stay up. to see the man of your dreams, the man who rocked your world, your husband.
deciding it was about the time your husband got home, you decided to get ready for bed. washing and freshening up in your bathroom was always one of your favorite things to do.
during your nightly routine you hear the front door open from downstairs and close, heavy steps on wood flooring echoing through the house. you finished up by brushing your hair and make your way out from the en-suite bathroom to greet the handsome fellow you get to call yours.
βhey handsomeβ you purr, voice soft as you throw your arms loosely around his neck. his arms tighten around your waist and he looks at you, frowning.
βthought i told βya not ta wait up on meβ the sleepiness was evident in his voice.
you give him that small little smile you know will make him cave in as you trace his biceps, slow and gentle. you meet his eyes, reaching up to tenderly caress his cheek, looking at him like he hung the moon and the stars with those two big hands of his.
βwell what kinda wife would i be if i didnβt make sure my husband came back tβme safely hmm?β you continue to hold his gaze, soft and small hand still on his cheek as silence falls between the both of you.
itβs a comfortable silence, the kind were you enjoy each otherβs presence, the kind you have when you drink coffee together in the morning, the kind when youβre taking a bubble bath and reading while he shaves his face by the sink, the kind when youβre both laid up in each otherβs arms and watching the trees gently sway in the summer breeze.
heβs still pouting, but his eyes soften just the slightest. he turns his head to your hand and kisses your palm, holding your gaze.
you melt under his stare.
βyou oughtta not makeβa habit outtaβ thisβ but you know youβve won, despite his words.
βi reckon it wouldnβt be too bad tβcome home tβyour wife with open arms for you now would it?β you grin with a catlike smile and he rolls his eyes, but his lips still tug upward in a smile nonetheless.
his eyes meet the red lights of the alarm clock on your nightstand and his frown returns.
11:41pm
he sighs and looks at you again, eyes gentle and filled with guiltiness. βsweets itβs quite late fβyou to wait fβme to get home. you should be sleepin right about nowβ and you know he feels guilty, that he feels like heβs the one keeping you up. but heβs so wrong.
not a day goes by where you ever regret waiting for your husband to come home. you spend your mornings and evenings waiting for his arrival, day to night. sure heβs right outside tending to the animals but heβs always so busy, doing hard work. so you watch from afar, waiting for him to come back into the house, back into your arms. heβs a bright and big flame, and your heart happens to be a chimney on a snowy day in december, waiting to be lit.
so yes, you will stay up for your husband, even if he nags and nags at you to take your ass to bed. you will always be in your bed, waiting upon his arrival, waiting for his flame to ignite your heart again.
βdarlin, id wait for you even if i knew you werenβt coming home that night. even if it meant i get no sleep for a week straightβ your eyes are full of love and your face looked so tender, so serene.
he grips you tighter and shoves his head into the crook of your neck, planting a few light kisses. you bask in his warmth, one hand reaching to card through his hair and the other lay at the base of his neck.
his stubble tickles your neck and you try not to laugh, but a couple of giggles slip out. he gently pulls away from you, arms still around your waist, and looks at your face, searching for something. when he canβt find it he sighs, staring at you. he looks like he wants to say something, like something is on the tip of his tongue, but he canβt get it out.
so you wait.
you wait until heβs gathered all of his thoughts, until he knows what he wants to get out.
βwhy do you do that?β he pouts and youβre confused.
you tilt your head to the side, βdo what hun?β and thereβs a beat of silence, another one where heβs collecting his thoughts.
βlove me like itβs as easy as breathinββ
you pause and think. just where in the world did this man come from, and why did he have to be so damn adorable.
you have no other words to say, besides the truth of course.
βbecause it is. lovinβ you was the easiest and best thing iβve ever done in my life.β
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Masterlist Part 2
Max' older brother who charles has had a crush on since they first met, where charles figures out that older brother has been holding back in raceing so their dad focuses on him so he doesnt hurt max, and charles is in awe because older brother could have made it into formula 1 a while ago and charles doesnt think hed be able to do something like that if it were him, so charles decides to help male reader as much as he can without being noticed
Β·βΜ£Μ. older verstappen - charles leclerc x male!verstappen!reader
Charles always knew Max had an older brother, but never thought he would actually meet him. The first time y/n came to the paddock alongside Max, Charles was mesmerized. Youβre perfect dark blond locks, icy blue eyes and muscular form had him drooling. He couldnβt believe someone could outdo maxβ beauty.
They quickly became mates, finding out more and more about each other. And then racing came up. Y/n didnβt talk much about his racing career, since he almost had the same childhood as max. Yes, we are talking about Jos Verstappen. The devil of Maxβ and Y/nβs past.
First, Jos had tried to get y/n into racing, which had been successful until f3. Then Max came along when he tried to win his 3rd karting championship, which he had lost due to the fact Jos was busy with max.
While you were explaining it, Charles suddenly interrupted. βBut if your father had kept the focus on you you surely would have been in f1 for years now, mate.β Talking about years, it could have been about 15-ish years.
βI know Charles, but I'm really stepping back, my dad can stay focused on Max and his championship.I want him to stop nagging at my head to keep racing.βCharles sighs. βY/n ur missing my point, you should try to get back in. I know youβre stepping back nd shit, but I guarantee you, you will become wdc.β
That night, y/n stared blankly at the ceiling when he was in his hotelbed. What did Charles mean? Does he want you there, or does his dad and my brother want me to continue the thing I loved so much? These thoughts slid away once he was falling asleep.
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These next few weeks y/n and charles have been sneaking around, trying to find a way for y/n to come back into racing. Their friendship grew more and more, eventually turning into a situationship. What exactly was it?? No idea. Friends with benefits? Possibly. Did they care to label it? No, they just left it like that.
Did y/n get to f1? Yeah! But for how long??
I guess weβll never know.
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a/n : here your request :p at some points i made it slightly different, but normally it shouldn't be to far off of the request! i made it a small blurb tho bc its like 10pm so π
Day 2: Kate and Edwina (Sisterhood)
Kate sighed quietly as she slipped into the room in the boarding house she shared with her sister, Edwina. It has been a particularly long day spent in her apprenticeship, trying to work out the stitching for the bonnet she was meant to finish this week. It was murder on her hands but the pay was good and they needed the funds if they were going to survive in London.
London. Kate closed her eyes for a moment. They should have never come here-- should have never had to come here. But Somerset was a small village with no theaters and Edwinaβ¦.
Edwina had real talent. Not even sixteen and she was already appearing in Romeo and Juliet. As a background actress, admittedly, but it was still impressive. Her natural beauty shone on stage and Kate was certain it was only a matter of time before she won a lead role.
Of course that was the problem-- time. Kate and Edwina had lost both their father, who had already been sick for several years, and Mary much more suddenly to a terrible flu one year earlier. Kate was barely eighteen then and it had been a terrible shock. Lord Sheffield, their father's older brother and the only living relation who acknowledged them, was too deep in debt to take them in.
They visited their uncle for a spell as they sold what little they could for capital and then made their way to London in search of reliable employment. Thankfully, their father's former steward was able to help Kate find an apprenticeship at a family run milliner's shop. It was not easy and she was the first to admit she didn't take to it naturally, but she worked hard and that was enough to keep her employed. For now.