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pairing: bsf!reader, bsf!chris, cocky!chris,

-warnings: making out, dry humping, semi smut

might make a part two lemme know :)

“How the fuck is he in the black hole?”, Chris said

“He just is. idk man i’ve never been in one”, you replied

“damn, i forgot”, chris laughs

“just watch the movie bro”

marked by the tide🌊

dilf!jake sully x reader

Summary: when you and Jake finally get some alone time without the kids, you use it to explore the newly discovered sea.. among other things along the way.

Tags: soft smut, missionary, fluff, y/n replaces Neytiri in this story, fingering, foreplay, cum-eating making out and basically just other sex things🌝 MDNI

A/n: so I’m writing a longer Jake fic rn but I just know it’s gonna take me a while because I have like no attention span- and I wanted to get a fic out tonight for you guys.. so here it is 🤍NOT PROOFREAD

You and Jake rarely got alone time, so when you did, it was highly cherished.

Like right now.

You’re both carefully walking along the beaches of Awa’atlu, the Metkayina island where Tonowari and Ronal had been so kind to let you stay for safety.

You both knew you needed a break like this, some time away in each others arms.

With kids like yours, it’s hard to even keep up. Especially when Neteyam and Lo’ak are getting into fights with the Olo’eyktan’s son.

But you really didn’t want to think about that right now, not while you and your mate are trying to get some peace.

Eventually you find a small cave near the coast, it’s warm and lit up with bioluminescence that only shows during eclipse.

Jake leads you in gently and you blush like you used to even back when you both first met.

“This is cool, right baby?” Jake says softly as he looks up at all of the plants and the scenery.

The waves gently crash against the sand, and creates a sensual atmosphere. Before you respond, you find yourself looking Jake up and down.

“Yeah.. this is incredible.” You agree with him. And try to ignore how hot he looks right now.

It’s like all of your senses have heightened, and your hyper aware of his abs, his v-line, his thick muscular thighs and biceps.

Eywa, he has just gotten even hotter in recent years. He really has aged like fine wine.

Jake seems to notice how you’re not even looking at the surroundings, and rather at him.

He smirks slightly before he brings you closer to him, his hand naturally snaking around your slim waist.

“I can tell that you’re not looking at the cave, paskalin.”

Your eyes darken with sudden attraction as he calls you out, and you let out a small laugh as you look down.

“How could you tell so quickly?” You ask before briefly looking up into his eyes.

He smirks before bringing his five fingered hand up to brush some of your hair behind you ear.

“I can always tell when you’re flustered baby, you don’t really hide it very well.”

You smile and shake your head, he knows you too well.

Jake face hovers above yours as his hand reaches down to softly grip your high, he hikes it up over his hip and you instinctively wrap your leg around his slutty waist.

His bare cock hangs heavy against his lower abdomen, hard and waiting.

But Jake is never the type of guy to just have sex only for his gain, he’s always a giver and loves to see you squirming in pleasure underneath him.

Your tweng is askew and you feel the cold breeze coming from the waves on your lower region.

Jake’s face lowers until his lips are against yours, and he mutters something.

“What do you want, baby? My fingers?”

You nod immediately and can’t find the strength to speak, you always feel weak and submissive when he speak to you in that tone.

He smirks before then kissing you, softly at first but he grows more confident and his tongue parts your lips- you don’t dare to stop him.

His hand creeps lower until he reaches the meeting of your thighs, his thumb runs down your slit and parts your lips to lightly ghost over that sensitive bundle of nerves.

Your hips suddenly buck up and you let out a sudden moan into his mouth. Your tongues swirl together as he fully presses his calloused thumb against your clit again.

He begins to circle it gently and you can’t help but break the kiss so you can tilt your head back and let out a loud high pitched moan that nearly echoes in the cave.

Jake takes the opportunity to move his lips to your exposed neck and begin to mark you with dark lovebites.

He then moves his other finger to gently circle your entrance. He then pushes it in, and quickly puts in a second before you can get used to his thick fingers.

You eyes roll back as he scissors them and pushes against that special spongey spot that he knows you love.

You hips buck again and continuous moans tumble from your lips.

Especially when his mouth reaches your breasts, and his lips are quick to latch onto one of your erect nipples and bite teasingly to test your reaction.

It just makes you moan and move one of your hands to the back of his head and push to make sure he doesn’t move.

His fingers eventually coax you to a climax and it hits hard, his lips leave your chest so he can kiss you against swallow the unholy level moans that leave you.

You arch into him, your breasts squeezing against his chest.

When he removes his fingers, he brings them to your mouth and you eagerly lick your own juices off of them.

Your eyes are wild with desire and pure ecstasy, and Jake feeds off of that.

He lets out a low groan as he moves to make his cock purposely grind against your slit, a vein catches on your still very sensitive clit.

You let out a gasp and jolt subconsciously.

You then feel his tip meeting your entrance,

“Please.. Jake please don’t tease me~” you let out a needy whine.

He then suddenly begins to push into you excruciatingly slowly and you push your hips up to make him be quicker.

When he finally bottoms out. You both have to take a deep breath before either one of you moves.

Even after 3 kids, you never get tired of how big his dick is.

You’re both absolutely spent.

You’re now gently laying on his chest, still both naked, and your thigh is draped over his hips.

Jake’s breaths are very deep, you can feel the rise and fall of his chest. You think he’s falling asleep, but you ache too much to care.

You ask him a mumbled question, and when he doesn’t respond, you realise he really is asleep.

And so you decide you might as well have a small nap too, you hoped nobody would find you two like this.

Your eyes eventually flutter shut, and you fall into a dream state, head against Jake’s chest and in the most comfortable position you would want to be in.

so there's a certain user on here called @/bingsuebing who has been stealing people's work, including mine.

I was first informed by the kind @revesephemeres who told me that the first post sue (the owner of @/bingsuebing) had copied was mine. a few minutes later, I received an ask from an anon also letting me know that sue had stolen my fic, along with some other writers' fics.

so, obviously, I went to investigate.

Jason Todd x Female Pop Star!Reader

cw: Reader was Jason’s best friend before he died. They’re both adults now. Yearning, unrequited love (kinda?). Reader is a famous pop star. No use of Y/N. She/her pronouns used. Not much dialogue (cause I suck at it). readers dad has/had cancer.

a/n: first time writing for Jason!!! I’m kinda nervous ngl 😭

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You thought of him constantly. When you were cooking, in the shower, sleeping, and every time you wrote a song. All your hit songs had been about him. Every single one of them.

You missed him, a lot. He had been your best friend while the two of you were in school. And if you were being honest, you had always had feeling for him. But you didn’t want to ruin the friendship.

You met Jason in the school library. You were both reaching for the last copy of Pride and Prejudice, your favorite Jane Austen book. He let you have it, but it was like at that moment, the universe decided you’d run into each other until you got close.

You saw him in the halls every day, sometimes he would give you a wave, and every time you went to the library he was there. You would sit down at a table that had the best view of where he was and study him. You memorized the shade of blue his eyes were (a greenish blue, almost teal), the pattern of his curls (god you just wanted to run your fingers through them), the way his eyebrows would slightly scrunch together when he was deeply invested in a book, and his side profile. You loved his side profile so much (you just loved his face in general).

You didn’t really know how the two of you became friends, one day he just asked you for book recommendations and suddenly you were hanging out almost every day. He even invited you to his adoptive father’s manor. The Bruce Wayne’s manor.

When intoruducing you to his family, he’d tell them your name then say “she’s my best friend”. The butler, Alfred, gave him a knowing look, a look you didn’t see. Maybe things would’ve turned out differently if you had.

He invited you to stay for dinner, you declined and said your mom was probably waiting for you to get home. She wasn’t, you were just too nervous. Being with Jason for long periods of time made your heart race and your palms sweat.

Now you wished you had accepted the invitation.

But back then, you were terrified of your feelings. Jason Todd was your first real crush. And the fact that you were even friends with him amazed you. You didn’t want to mess anything up.

You two didn’t really hang out at the manor, he mostly came over to your house. You told him about your dreams of being a pop star and even showed him some of the song you were working on. He made suggestions like “you should make this part a little faster” and “maybe make that note a little higher”, and you always followed them. They made your song special. He even helped you write the lyrics at times.

Later on in your friendship, he told you his deepest secret. He was Robin. The Robin who patrolled the streets of Gotham at night with Batman. And Bruce Wayne was Batman.

It didn’t hit you until later that night when you were about to fall asleep: your best friend was a superhero.

It amazed you how he could fight crime almost every night while not having any powers. And it certainly didn’t make you like him any less, in fact, your crush grew bigger.

When you found out your dad had cancer, your world almost collapsed. And it would’ve, if Jason hadn’t been there. He held you, comforted you, allowed you to cry.

You tried to hold on your tears the first few times he asked how you were doing. Then he caught on.

“You know it’s okay to cry, right?” He asked one gloomy afternoon as the two of you sat in his bedroom. “You don’t have to hold it all in when you’re around me.”

And just like that, you broke. You started out by just softly crying in your hands until he pulled you into a hug. Soon enough, your snot and tears were on his hoodie, but he didn’t mind, he just continued to hold you.

Your dad ended up in remission, thank god. If he hadn’t survived, you genuinely didn’t know what you would’ve done. Especially if Jason wasn’t there. The truth is, you probably would’ve ended up in a ditch somewhere in Crime Alley.

You thought your life was getting better, you thought you’d finally be happy. Your dad was healthy and you and Jason’s friendship was brewing with tension. Then the phone call came.

When you saw it was the manors number calling you, you immediately thought it was Jason.

“Hi Jay! I was actually just working on a song and I need your opinion,” you said into the phone.

Someone cleared their throat, someone who was not Jason. A British accent made you realize you were speaking to Alfred. “Miss, I have some news and I’d advise you to sit down before you hear it.”

You obediently followed his instructions and sat down on the couch. “What is it Alfred? Is Jason okay?”

There was a sigh. Not a sigh of annoyance, but one of sadness and guilt. “I’m so sorry Miss, but Jason died last night.”

You went completely still and your breath got stuck in your throat. You couldn’t comprehend his words, Jason Todd was not dead. He was Robin, and being Robin basically meant he was magic and couldn’t die, right?

“W-what? You’re joking, right? I mean you have to be, Jason can’t be dead, he’s Robin!”

“I’m very sorry Miss, but I’m afraid it’s true. He died last night,” Alfred gently told you.

“How?” You regretted asking as soon as the word left your mouth.

Another sad sigh came from the other line. “The joker. He… beat him to death with a crowbar, then there was an explosion. I’m sorry, I really am.”

A sob escaped your throat. “No, you’re lying. Jason’s not dead, he’s Robin. He can’t die. He…he just can’t.”

“I’m sorry Miss, but it’s true.”

You hung up the phone out of denial and anger. Your Jason Todd was not dead. You took a few shaky breaths to calm the tears that threatened to spill and called Jason’s number. It went straight to voicemail.

That was the moment you realized Jason Todd, your best friend and crush, was really dead. He always answered the phone for you, no matter what. And that was the moment your world collapsed.

You didn’t get out of bed for a week until your parents forced you to go to school. You ate lunch alone that day, and didn’t step foot near the library. A week later you burned your copy of Pride and Prejudice and hid all your photos of him in the back of your closet, you didn’t want any reminders of him.

Two weeks after the phone call you finally let yourself cry. Snot and tears covered your pillow but you didn’t care. You cried and cried until there was no more tears left.

“It’s okay to cry.”

Those words were your moto. Every time you wanted to cry, you did. You stopped holding in your emotions. It helped a lot.

You continued to write songs, most of them were related to Jason, and after high school you decided to put them out into the world.

Your songs became popular overnight, everyone loved them. And soon enough, you had a group of fans that kept on growing.

No one knew who your most popular songs were about. No one knew who JT was in the credits of your songs. And they didn’t need to know.

When you were performing on stage, you lied and said you loved those songs just as much as your fans did. No one knew that singing those songs felt like getting your heart torn into a million pieces again.

When you were writing a new song you always asked yourself if Jason would like it. He probably would, he had loved all of your early songs.

You missed him. A lot. You just wanted your best friend back.

Little did you know, Jason Todd was alive and wanted you back too.

The slip up

Damien Haas x GN reader

Use of y/n

Warnings: fluff, embarrassment, bad writing

Word count: 2.5K

Welcome to my first ever fic please let me know if you enjoy it or not ❤️❤️

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Ever since you started working at Smosh a year ago your life has taken a huge turn. You’ve met countless new friends, upped your mental health and have improved your life in general. Smosh is basically a second home for you. When starting the job you worked as a sound technician but have gradually moved into the main filming cast, being in many videos. People like your energy and enthusiasm, as well as your ability to say…unhinged things. Safe to say you fit right in with the others.

There was only one small problem… you were in love with your coworker. The crush had started on your first day of work. You had given yourself a small tour around the office and eventually happened to come by where Damien was working, brows drawn tightly together and a slight frown on his face. He was seemingly very focused on whatever he was typing on his computer. You were a little nervous as this was your first day so you didn’t want to disturb the clearly focused man in risk of ruining his ‘flow’. Yet you felt like it would be rude not to introduce yourself and just walk right past him. While you were heavily engaged in heavy thinking, he had noticed you were just standing there by his desk. Immediately he smiled and introduced himself, causing you to snap out of your own world.

“Hey! You must be the new sound tech! Im Damien, nice to meet you!”, he said while extending his hand towards you.

The second he spoke your cheeks went rosy. He had only said a few words to you but the butterflies in your stomach were flapping their wings harder than they should. After realizing you had been staring at the poor man for about five seconds you finally replied, clearing your throat before speaking. Had it suddenly become very hot in here? “I’m y/n, it’s nice to meet you too.”, you said with an awkward smile, taking his hand in yours and shaking it.

After that you went on with your small tour, feeling you had embarrassed yourself enough for the day.

As weeks passed you and Damien grew closer. You found him easy to talk to and he had this aura that made you relaxed when being around him. Damien was comfortably confident and sure about himself in a way you admired. The bar was low. Weeks turned into months and you two became good friends. You had regular hangouts at each other’s places and spoke on the phone almost every night. It was perfect, well except for the fact that your crush only had intensified. When you hung out you tried your best to be composed and put together, not wanting to be too obvious with how hard you were falling for him, but sometimes you’d slip up, staring at him for too long with those affection filled eyes, a cheesy smile on your lips. Of course you’d never actually tell him how you were feeling. You just couldn’t. It simply wasn’t worth it. At this point you had accepted the fact that he didn’t like you and that there never would be anything between the two of you except for friendship, even though your chest ached every time you saw him or heard his voice.

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Today was a regular filming day, just like normal. You had a pretty busy schedule but nothing too crazy. In the morning you had a meeting with the art department, discussing clothing for an upcoming sketch. After that you were set to film a tntl (try not to laugh) with some of the crew. Later in the afternoon you were filming a Mario kart blindfolded challenge with Angela as your partner, as well as Shayne and Trevor who would be partnered up. The rest of the day would be spent at your desk, writing ideas for upcoming projects.

Your day went on smoothly, and as your Mario kart video was approaching Damien walked up to you.

“Hey y/n did you get the message from Alex?”, he asked. “Uh nope. What’d he send?”, you replied, a little confused. “Oh yeah so since Angela is sick I’ll be hopping in as your partner for the Mario kart thing.” You wish you could hide your surprise. A part of you was extremely excited to shoot a video with Damien, especially one where he’d be your partner. Yet another part of you was nervous. He’d be sitting close next to you and give you directions. You’d heard him give directions to other people in videos before; it was quite literally the hottest things on this planet. You were pretty sure that your cheeks would go bright red and that you’d say something you’d regret later. The viewers had been shipping you for a while now, not only in the comments but also on TikTok where they made ship edits of you two, saying stuff like:

“They are literally made for each other”

“If they don’t kiss soon I will attack them”

“Who will be the Damien to my y/n?”

You’d be lying if you said their comments didn’t help feed into your delusions that you and Damien someday will finally be together. You’d also be lying if you said you didn’t save and like every video that came onto your fyp. You specifically had a private account dedicated to liking ship stuff between you two and many Damien edits. He was already hot but those edits made your thoughts quite literally filthy.

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You, Damien, Shayne and Trevor were being mic’d up just before the video would start. You could feel Damien looking at you but internally shook your head, it didn’t mean anything. The four of you sat down and it was hard not to think about how close Damien was next to you. You swore you could smell his cologne as well as feel the warmth radiate off of him. This would be a long video. As the cameras started rolling you quickly composed yourself, going into your little character. Shayne made the intro and spoke into the camera. “Today we are playing Mario kart… but with a twist. One of us will be blindfolded and the other one has to guide the other through a game. We will then switch and the person who was previously blindfolded will have to guide the one who wasn’t, so on and so on. The team who wins after twenty full matches wins the whole game!” He said with enthusiasm, as the rest of you wooed and ooed. Shayne continued speaking. “The teams are me and Trevor and y/n and Damien!” Shayne exclaimed and Trevor yelled that they were going to win, in which Damien yelled that you were going to win.

The game started and you were the one who’d start with guiding Damien, as Trevor was going to guide Shayne. The bright side with Damien being blindfolded first was that you could stare at him for how much and how lovingly you wanted to because he couldn’t see. The downside was that you knew the comments would go crazy if you did. As the race begun, you tried explaining the best you could but Damien was… to say it nicely, not very good. You kept breaking out into laughter as you saw him hit the wall for the 50st time. You tried explaining to him that he had to go right but he kept going left.

“I am going right!” He yelled, as he once again went left.

“Do you know left or right Damien cause you are very clearly going left.”, you replied, trying your best not to laugh.

Damien ended being 7th while Shayne ended up being 2nd. Not too bad but you definitely had to carry next round to catch up. You switched with him and put on the blindfold. Immediately Damien said “let’s see how easy you think it is now y/n.”, with a smirk you couldn’t see. The second race begun and yeah.. it was hard. You weren’t the best at Mario kart even though you’d never admit that but being blindfolded and trying to win was just impossible. At first you were in last place, while Trevor was doing very well. Shayne just said “We’re easily beating you two.” and Trevor just laughed. You replied with “Shut up I’m gonna get first!” while looking focused. Damien wasn’t given many good directions at first but after seeing how far behind you were he locked in, now doing his best to guide you. He spoke in a lower tone and started to guide you through the race. His voice was very hot and as much as you appreciated the help and directions, the moment he started saying things like “Yeah just like that keep going” and “You’re doing so well” while guiding you, you were almost certain he was trying to kill you. Your cheeks were strikingly red and before you could stop yourself you said; “The way you’re talking me through this right now is extremely hot but not very helpful cause I can’t focus.” Just when you thought your mind had finished its sputtering of truths you spoke up again. “Please don’t stop though. Please.”

Okay that was it, you were officially dead. You were very glad that the blindfold was covering your eyes because you did not want to see the look on anyone’s face right now.

Shayne immediately yelled “WHAT?!” and broke out into uncontrollable laughter as well as the whole crew did. There was no getting out of this one. Damien must’ve seen your clear embarrassment or just felt awkward because he quickly said “now’s our chance!” and kept giving you directions while Shayne was still dying of laughter. You ended up in first place while Trevor ended up almost last! At least something good happened from the very embarrassing situation.

The game kept going and in the end you won. Shayne and Trevor both swore it was because of what you had said. They said that “it should be considered cheating because of how out of pocket it was”. You just felt embarrassed and flustered. Not once did you glance in Damien’s direction. You could not bear seeing the look on his face which would probably be disgust or awkwardness. Why would you even say that?

Shayne did the outro and then you all got unmic’d. The crew all gave you looks and Spencer said “the comments are going to be intense.”. You just gave a strained laughed and tried to slip out of the room before someone, Damien, would try and talk to you. Unfortunately, you hadn’t been fast enough cause right before you were about to step out, footsteps quickly approached behind you. You didn’t even have to look to know who it was. Shit. You slowly turned around and tried to look as composed and relaxed as possible, which probably ended up with you looking like you tried to suppress a fart. Damien just looked at you with slightly nervous eyes and said “Can we talk? Alone?” In which you immediately responded with a quiet “yes.”

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Damien opened the door to an empty meeting room and the two of you walked in before he closed and locked the door behind him. You could feel your heart racing and your brows drawing together as you looked anywhere to avoid Damien’s gaze. He cleared his throat slightly before speaking up.

“Not sure how to begin this conversation but uhm..-“

You cut him off completely before he even could finish his sentence. There was no way out of this. No reason to lie anymore. It was pretty apparent how you felt and he obviously didn’t like you back. Well, might as well just tell him the whole truth.

“I’m pretty much in love with you Damien. Which now that I say it out loud sounds pretty intense. Doesn’t make it less true though. I have been crushing on you from the moment we met. You know how much I hate the whole ‘love at first sight’ thing but yeah.. it might actually be true in this case. There’s just something about you that I can’t explain with words how much I adore. You’re my best friend and I know that I probably won’t be after this but I just needed you to know… that I love you. I’m so sorry if what I said made you uncomfortable at all or if it made you upset. It was a stupid impulse. You’re just so perfect and every night I lay awake and think about that, about you, us.” You kept talking, blabbering on with the anxiety building up in your throat. You hadn’t even looked at Damien yet. But when you did, he didn’t have a look of disgust like you had anticipated, instead he had a smile on his face and just waited for you to finish talking, seemingly being in no hurry.

“I should probably stop talking.”, you said with huff of a laugh and let him speak for once. You fidgeted nervously with your fingers and braced for the inevitable, him rejecting you. “Y/n I’m in love with you too.” What? He surely must be lying right? “I have been for a long time. I didn’t have the guts to say anything or make a first move because of our friendship. It wasn’t worth it to me to ruin that special bond between us just because of a crush I had on you. And I do very much have a crush on you too so you don’t have to worry about that.” He smiled and held onto your hands. “The first time I saw you, I knew I would never forget you. You’re funny, intelligent, caring and absolutely beautiful. Who wouldn’t like that?”

By this point you almost started tearing up. Everything he said, how he said it. It all confirmed exactly why you loved this man. “We’ll start slow.. or we can go fast. We will do it at your pace, our pace. If you want to that is.”, he said with a cheesy smile, his cheeks just as red as yours. “Of course I do!”, you responded with a laugh. You stood there staring at each other for a while before Damien spoke up again. “So you think it’s hot when I talk you through it huh?” You lightly pushed his chest and laughed. “Hey! Take me on a date first.”

“Deal.”

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