You Breaking Down In Tears, Saying That You're Going To Pee, But Suguru Tells You To Push It Out. This

you breaking down in tears, saying that you're going to pee, but suguru tells you to push it out. this happened almost every time the both of you had sex, suguru would push too deep causing you to think you're having an accident but in reality you're just squirting.

squirting was a foreign concept to you, you never did it when masturbating, and it didn't happen with your exes, but when you were with suguru, he would fuck you with so much force, that your body had no choice but to react and spill out everything you had inside of you.

it wasn't hard to do, but it felt weird whenever it happened, the pure force of it made your body jerk, and what made it even worse was the fact that's suguru was right in your face encouraging it, trying to get you to push everything out until you were physically straining.

suguru loved to see you squirt, his eyes would light up whenever he saw it push out and his ears would twitch when he heard the watery sound, it was so erotic seeing how your body reacted to his. not only that but he loved the fact it was him getting you to do it and him only, your exes could not compare to what he did to you and your body.

“wait suguru stop! i have to see.” pushing his stomach as he slams into you, your eyes watering from the over stimulation and bits of his sweat dripping onto your stomach as your toes curled from the overwhelming pleasure.

it was a hit or miss on whether you were actually going to squirt or if this was the time you were going to embarrass yourself and pee. the fiery pit in your stomach as your eyes squint shut and suguru presses on your lower stomach, the both of you fighting each other.

“come on baby, just let it out.” his voice cooing as he gets closer to your ear and give it a tiny kiss while his hand presses deeper on your stomach, a yelp slipping past your lips and your back arching off the bed. it felt good, a little too good, that's how you knew that this was going to be the day you embarrassed yourself, but suguru thought otherwise.

suguru knew that wasn't piss about to slip out of your pretty pussy, but instead something else. you were beautiful under him squirming, and your eyes squint shut trying to focus in on holding it in, but suguru wasn't giving up.

he continued to press on your lower stomach along with pushing himself deeper inside of you and not moving, the pressure on your sweet spot was enough to send you in a frenzy. crying and begging him to let go and stop, but as cute as your pleading was, he just couldn't.

suguru presses himself into you deeper, and that's when you let go. broken sobs and your fluid rushing out of you, suguru slowly sliding himself out as he rubs your clit slowly and gently.

“there we go… that's my good girl. what'd i tell you?”

SHE WAS LIKE A SHOT OF EPRESSO

pairing. tom blyth x actress!fem!reader (mentions of other actors x fem!reader platonically)

summary. in which you are the epitome of sunshine and radiance within your co stars OR all the times your co stars have talked interviewers’ ears off about you

installment of this au | read for context!

Time 1: Tom Blyth

“How’s Y/N as a cast mate?”

That question shouldn’t make Tom Blyth smile that wide — but he does — because he’s so utterly and unconditionally inlove with you.

“Oh gosh, I wouldn’t even know where to start,” Tom begins. “As her boyfriend, I think I’m being pretty biased when I say this, but Y/N Avocot as a cast mate has honestly been the best experience of my life. There has not been a day where she doesn’t make me laugh so hard that my ribs start hurting, and there hasn’t been a day where she hasn’t made me smile.” He pauses for a moment, pondering the next words to say.

“Y/N’s just that type of person, you know? She’s like the warm sunlight that engulfs you every morning you open your curtains, she’s like that newly brewed coffee that helps hydrate and bring you back to life. She’s everything.” And he says this in such a loving manner that the interviewer practically awes, the cameraman zooming the camera to show Tom’s dilated pupil.

“Your pupils are dilated!” The interviewer mentions, laughing as she points towards his eyes.

“Oxytocin is a warm hormone that’s released when you talk about someone you love,” Tom shrugs. “All my friends say my pupils dilate when I’m near Y/N, that’s just the effect she has on people.”

“Well there it is folks! Tom Blyth is truly inlove with Y/N Avocot!”

Time 2: Sean Kaufman and Lola Tung

It was an interview discussing the new season of The Summer I Turned Pretty, and it consisted of Sean and Lola who’s schedules were the only ones that were open that day.

“Guys! We’re so happy to have you today,” the interviewer starts.

“Why thank you,” Lola smiles brightly into the camera, smoothing out her dress.

“So obviously, this season is very important to the plot, it contains so much new exciting storylines including Sean’s character, Steven Conklin, and Y/N’s character, Ella!”

“Yes,” Sean laughs, his eyes crinkling. “It was very fun filming the scenes with Y/N, she’s like that little rush of happiness that you just wanna keep inside a jar.”

“Actually!” Lola speaks up, crossing one leg over the other as she leans forward to the interviewer. “Now that Sean’s mentioning it, Y/N really is a rush of happiness. God, everyday on set, I always think ‘I’m gonna probably have to say my lines over a thousand times and be tired by the time I’m done’ but Y/N comes right in, and she’s always making funny faces behind the director which just fills my heart with joy and it’s those little moments that make acting really worth it you know? Like even though I’m dying re filming the same scene over and over again — I know that Y/N’s always going to cheer me up by the end of it.”

“Wow,” the interviewer laughs. “I haven’t even asked you guys about Y/N yet but she seems to be very loved by the crew.”

“Oh yeah,” Sean nods. “Everyone filming loves her. I mean, how could you not?”

And the interviewer thinks the same question, because after interviewing Tom Blyth, she really believes that you really cannot not love Y/N Avocot.

Time 3: Timothee Chalamet

“Timo!” The interviewer greets Timothee excitedly, moving the chair so he could sit.

“Jacob! My favorite interviewer,” and maybe Timothee’s lying, because he’s seen about a million interviewers by now, but it makes Jacob smile, not so much hating his job anymore.

“Your new movie, Miracles in Love, can you tell me more about that?”

“Yes,” Timothee takes a deep breath. “It’s about a boy and girl in their early twenties figuring out what they wanna be in life. My character, Louie Marcel, falls inlove with my co star — Y/N’s character — Maeve Jones after they bump into each other at the bar and talk about how depressing their lives are. It’s pretty funny, y’know. How easy it was to film with Y/N, in fact, it came all naturally.” Timothee pauses, a small smile playing on his lips.

“When you say naturally, what exactly do you mean by that?”

“Oh you know Jacob,” Timothee grins. “It’s easy to fall inlove with Y/N Avocot. She’s a remarkable actress, and everything that I filmed with her feels so real that it feels like I’m really Louie and I’m really falling inlove with a girl named Maeve at the local bar near my university.”

“Oh wow,” Jacob, the interviewer, can’t help but gush at Timothee’s endearing statement. “You must be very good friends.”

“Us? Of course!” He laughs as if it was one of the funniest statements on earth. “I’m really good friends with her boyfriend too, Tom. They’re honestly the sweetest couple, don’t know if I’m inlove with him or her. Maybe both,” he jokes.

bellyapologist oh to be yn avocot and be so loved by her cast mates that they’re smiling each time they talk about her

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user1 literally like how do you not cry when you’re being called a literal rush of happiness

user2 lola and sean being so excited to talk about her even though the interviewer didn’t start the interview yet 😭

user3 shows that yn is rly a good person

timotheesgf YN AVOCOT LET ME BE YOU PLEASEEEE LOOK AT HOW TIMOTHEE TALKS ABT HER GOD LIFE IS NOT FAIR

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user4 “it’s easy to fall inlove with yn avocot” FUCKKKKK

user5 “everything I filmed with her feels so real” oh tom and kylie are punching the air rn

user9 she must’ve saved a planet in her past life cause..

user10 same energy as “she was like a shot of espresso” 😭😭😭😔😔😔

Hey bel, so I just finished watching Wednesday like yesterday and now the thought of soft gigly make out sessions with Xavier won't leave my mind! So could I maybe request a blurb or headcannons with that(whatever you prever)?

Also I'm really really loving all the content your dishing out at the moment<3

yes absolutely bestie I did a blurb hope you enjoy my love 💕

giggly make out session with xavier thorpe mini drabble

it's the weekend and you can't wait to spend some quality time with your boyfriend. both of you are pretty tired after a long week of classes and, of course, everything else going on at nevermore. so xavier suggests you come over to his dorm and hang out.

you lay down next to him in bed, watching shitty reality tv on his laptop.

"i can't believe tino cheated on her," you gasp, covering your mouth, "oh my god."

"baby, i told you she should've given the final rose to aven!"

you groan in frustration, "i hate it when you're right."

he laughs, putting his laptop away and turning toward you, pressing a kiss to your forehead, "i'm sorry, y/n, i heard one of the other psychics say they saw it in a vision"

you gasp, slapping his chest, "you asshole!"

he snickers, falling onto his back, "sorry!"

you climb on top of him, tickling his sides, making him laugh hysterically, "you will be!"

he pokes your side, making you shriek as well, both of you falling into a giggly pile on the bed. he presses his lips to yours, still laughing. you feel him easing his tongue into your mouth and you smile slightly. you lay there, just kissing and holding each other for a few minutes before you start giggling at something. xavier pulls back and smiles at you.

"what is it, baby?"

"i just remembered when i got that vision of dale and clare breaking up and you thought i was messing with you."

xavier bursts into laughter, kissing you again, "i love you. i love watching this stupid show with you."

"i love you too."

"$10 says they get pilot pete again next season."

"you're on."

✸ tom blyth x actress!reader au

𓆩♡𓆪 yn avocot 𓆩♡𓆪

balleona laurent in the ballad of songbirds and snakes

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 social media posts (in order starting from the beginning of their relationship)

intro: live, laugh, scream!

: ̗̀➛ mr. and ms. snow

: ̗̀➛ disgustingly inlove

: ̗̀➛ in a world full of boys, he’s a gentleman

: ̗̀➛ you put the ballad in the ballad of songbirds and snakes

: ̗̀➛ I’d be the man!

: ̗̀➛ all because i liked a boy | yes i know that he’s my ex (part 2)

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 small fics (in order)

: ̗̀➛ you can let go now !

: ̗̀➛ sassy men do it better!

: ̗̀➛ i’m a jealous, jealous, jealous, boy.

: ̗̀➛ wired autocomplete

: ̗̀➛ she was like a shot of espresso

talk baby !! ft. t.fushiguro

you help a girl find her mom while at a picnic... and it sparks something inside toji he was hoping not to feel.

ɞ⁺ contains: toji x fem!reader, just fluff, toji suggests sex, baby talk, reader wants a baby, toji slaps reader's ass (loving)

ɞ⁺ w.c: 1k

toji stands a few steps behind you, just silently watching over you. he’s not fully sure what’s going on, but he’s content just to watch.

“she lost her mom,” you take slow steps toward him, the weeping girl’s hand in your own. 

“just keep her with the security,” he shrugs and signals with his chin to the security lady a few feet away, broad shoulders dropping carelessly. “what can you do anyway?

“I can’t do that, toji,” your tone holds scolding to it. he would argue, but it’s too much work. This was supposed to be a quiet picnic for the two of you but some kid had to interrupt it. “i’m going to help her find her mom, okay? you stay here.”

“i’ll come with you,” toji sighs after contemplating it for a second. he doesn’t want to go around looking for a random kid’s parent, but he’ll be damned if he let you go around alone like that. he watched a little too many documentaries of killers using kids as bait to do that.

and so, toji follows you silently. he remains a few feet back just in case.

it’s a heartwarming sight, as much as he hates to admit it; to watch you help a helpless kid out as if she were your own. It sparked something in him, something he couldn’t quite place. 

it’s not too long before you find the kid’s mother, who had apparently gone to the bathroom and lost sight of her. but it’s already too late to go back and enjoy the picnic the two of you were having. maybe going on a picnic when it was obviously going to rain was a bad idea. 

“what a day,” your black-haired husband grumbled under his breath, slamming the car door. he rarely gets free days like this. “that damn kid.”

you chuckle lightly. even though toji doesn’t know what’s so amusing, he’s content just hearing that sound. your laughter never fails to make him smile—and this time is no different, an irresistible smile crawling into his face. 

“it’s not funny,” he mumbles as he starts the car. “ruined our picnic. told ya’ t’just leave her with the security.”

“come on, baby. what if it were our kid in there?”

he glances at you curtly, then focuses back on pulling the car out of the parking lot. you’ve discussed the topic before, but only briefly. toji doesn’t have time for kids. he’s not sure he can raise a whole new human. but the thought of having a kid–a kid with you… he shakes the thought off, opting to not respond to you. his silence is enough answer for you. 

once you’re finally home, you quickly change into something more comfortable, relieved to be out of the attire you wore for the ‘picnic’. You settle on the couch next to toji, who is looking for something interesting to watch on tv.

“toji..” you whisper, leaning into him. toji’s arm naturally falls over your shoulders, bringing you closer to him. 

“yeah?” he hums, not even looking over at you.

“shouldn’t we have a kid, too?”

he turns to you, eyebrows furrowed and eyes wide as if you’ve grown another head. you’re so… straightforward. it’s not like you to be so blatant about your desires.

“huh? what’s this about?” he feigns nonchalance, looking over at the tv.

“come on,” you pull at his shirt, dragging the syllables. “i’m serious. i want to be a mother. i’m sure you wished we had a baby too.”

“that’s… that’s not true,” he lies. you can tell by the pause he had mid-sentence. you almost feel offended by how he’s lying to you as if you don’t know him.

“you’re lying,” you grumble, but he doesn’t respond. your arm extends and abruptly snatches the remote from his hand, pressing the red button to turn off the tv. he’s about to complain when he finds you glaring at him sharply, prompting him to stay silent. 

“fine. what brought this up? you never bring this up like this,” he says, referring to your behavior. “didn’t you say you don’t care?”

“i lied,” you speak sorely, “i must have a baby, toji. you can’t take this away from me.”

“‘m not taking shit away from ya,” toji retorts, fixing his position to have a better look at you. “We said we’d wait a few years first, remember? Why are you going back on yer’ words now, eh?”

“god– you’re so ignorant,” you huff. toji stares at your expression changing; there’s a storm about to happen, and he’d like to avoid that. besides, maybe a kid isn’t such a bad idea…

“baby,” he sighs, taking your hands in his own uncharacteristically. “are you sure you want that now? i mean– ‘m barely able to see ya’... isn’t a baby lotsa responsibility? don’t wanna hear ya whinin’ about how ‘you’re never around, toji’, yeah?”

you giggle at the way he mocks your voice, the sweet sound making him smile. he’d say the stupidest things to hear you laugh.

“we can manage that,” you tell him. “i’m sure we’ll get the hang of it by time.” you’re doing your best to convince him, but you have a feeling he’s just playing hard to get.

“babies ain’t some sorta’ experiment, babe,” he jokes but you don’t laugh, assuming he’s serious. “what i’m sayin’ is… are you sure you don’t wanna give it some thought?”

“it’s all i think about,” you mutter, giving him that look. he falters. there’s no way he can say no when you give him that. “please, toji. we already have everything we need. why wait?”

with a huff, toji wraps his arms around your middle and, with brusque movement, he throws you over his shoulder. you gasp at the sudden movement. “are you crazy? toji–! put me down!”

“ya’ wanted a baby,” he chuckles, palm landing a soft slap on your ass. “Think they fall from the sky or some shit? we’re gonna reproduce, baby.”

“you’re such a turn-off,” you say, no longer resisting. He only shrugs in response.

I’m in a chokehold with your Tyler content, especially the jealousy and gamer ideas. What about a fic where the Tyler gets possessive while they were gaming with friends and fucks the reader with the headset on, on call with Xavier

under the cut bestie! 💕

drabble: tyler fucks you while on xbox live with xavier, enid, and ajax (nsfw)

you love gaming with your boyfriend and your friends. it's one of your favorite ways to relax after a long week. it's sort of become your sunday night ritual, all of you logging on to play call of duty or grand theft auto or whatever game you feel like from wherever you are.

being a student at nevermore, it can be tough getting quality time with your boyfriend, but luckily, you have a unique talent for disguise and sneak off campus all the time to see him.

tyler is the sweetest boyfriend, always pampering you and treating you like a princess. but he also has a very possessive streak, which really comes out when you're around xavier.

"damn, y/n, what the hell, how have you not died yet, dude?" ajax complains as he gets shot at, "you're just like, running around like a werewolf with its head cut off!"

"chaos is a gift and i like to use it," you laugh into your mouthpiece as tyler covers you, "aw, thanks, babe"

"i got your back baby," you can hear the grin in his voice.

you're sitting between his legs, back against his chest, the usual position for your game nights. it's so domestic and comfortable. you can't help but love it.

you ask tyler if he can take over for you for a minute so you can grab a snack. he's so good at these games you know he can handle two controllers.

when you take your headset off and walk off to the bathroom, he lets out a whistle, making you laugh.

"hey, galpin, can you remind your girlfriend she's coming to my dorm tomorrow to work on our project?"

tyler grinds his teeth, "why don't you work on it in her dorm, thorpe? where that vamp is around to keep an eye on you?"

"mine is bigger"

tyler hears the double meaning behind xavier's words and smirks to himself.

"bigger, huh?"

you come back at that point, taking your usual seat, grabbing your headset and controller, "im back! sorry i was hungry!"

"oooh, whatcha eating?" enid asks as she fires at an approaching enemy, shrieking to herself in delight when she gets them.

"oh, i just had some ice-OH"

your eyes widen as tyler pushes his hand inside your underwear and starts stroking your pussy. you turn and look at him, shocked.

"uh, y/n, i think you just got shot," ajax points out.

you see that you've taken a critical hit and resolve to ignore tyler and continue playing.

but, then, tyler, instead of just stroking you, pushes two fingers inside of you, making you let out a low whine.

"y/n?" xavier questions, "you okay?"

"uh huh," you manage to breathe out, glaring at your boyfriend, "im fi-SHIT"

and he starts pumping his fingers in and out of you, using his other arm to not just hold the controller, but hold you in place.

you struggle to keep quiet and concentrate on the game and your friends, but it all seems so uninteresting when tyler pushes a third finger inside you and starts rubbing at your clit, his long fingers moving in and out of you at a pace that feels to fast to be human. you let out a low moan.

"dude are you guys fucking?" ajax asks, sounding amused.

"babe!" enid scolds him, "don't be so nosey!"

"we're not!" you squeak out, barely managing to conceal the scream in your throat when tyler rubs your sensitive clit even faster, "im not feeling well. i had ice cream and im lactose intolerant"

"no you're not," xavier sounds like he's frowning, "i've known you half your life. you love pizza and chocolate milk and ice cream."

"it's a recent," you let out a long, low moan as you feel yourself climax on tyler’s fingers, "development. i have to go to the bathroom, bye, keep playing with out me!"

tyler grins when you toss your controller to the side, turn around and start unbuttoning his jeans, "put your fucking mic on mute right now."

"damn, someone's really not feeling well."

you glare at him and push your shorts all the way down and sink onto his already hard cock, "i fucking hate you."

he grins as he starts thrusting up into you, still playing, "nah, you love me."

"for some reason which I don't really understand"

"aww, don't do that," he coos at you, still playing his game as he whispers, "look at you, bouncing like a desperate little slut on my cock."

you bite down on his shoulder to try and muffle any noises you might make as you continue grinding down on him and he continues thrusting up into you.

"come on, baby, give me another," he encourages you, still holding his controller, "I know you can do it."

he moves his free hand down to pinch at your clit slightly, and you're gone, crying as you fall against him and come all over his cock.

"aw, you squirted for me, baby, look at that," he laughs quietly, "damn, thorpe, I bet you wish you could see this."

your eyes widen as you grab your headphones.

ajax is cackling like a madman while enid is yelling at him. and xavier is just totally silent.

you turn and look at your boyfriend's shit-eating grin.

"TYLER, I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU!"