ATWOW MODERN DAY AU

subtitles from Science Gossip, 1900

I wake up before her in the morning, cuddling her while she sleeps before waking her with little kisses. Lips touching her cheek, gentle hands caressing her skin. My mouth moves down from her face to her neck, inhaling the scent as my lips brush below her jawline.

My hand is on her hips, her waist, her tummy. Moving under her shirt, dragging it up with my hand as I move it up along her body, my fingers tracing lines onto her ribcage. I move even further up, touching her breasts, running my fingertips playfully over her nipples.

Moving down a little, continuing to cover her in kisses until my mouth reaches her breasts. When I take them into my mouth, my hand moves down her body again. Reaching the lining of her panties, I slide in underneath the soft fabric. My fingertips press against her clit as I'm licking and teasing her nipple, touching her most sensitive areas. Rubbing in circles between her legs, pushing my fingers onto her.

My hand shifts down a little, stroking along her folds, spreading her wetness around. A finger slides inside, feeling her tighten around me when I finger her. Even with just my finger, she feels so good around me.

I want to be inside her. Immediately.

With a playful bite at her nipple, I move back off her so I can roll her over onto her side, facing away from me. I position myself behind her back, putting my hand on her ass and on her hips, loving how she feels under my touch. I slide her underwear off, halfway down her thighs so I can stroke my cock against the smooth skin between them. The tip of it rubs against her little pussy when I do, and soon enough she feels me press up against her opening.

She's so wet and slick already when I push the tip of me inside. Working slowly back and forth, I bury myself deeper inside her with each stroke. My hand is gripping her hip while she has her hand between her legs, rubbing herself when I fuck her.

We move like that for a while, enjoying the pleasure of hard cock inside wet cunt. But I feel myself getting more and more worked up from the sensation. Pushing myself deep inside of her, I lift my leg up over hers. I use my weight to roll her over on her stomach, putting myself on top of her.

Mounting her like a bitch, my actions are getting rougher. I grab a fistful of her hair when I start to move again, forceful thrusts that pushes her face into the pillow. Harsh, degrading words come out of my mouth. She woke up as my princess, but now she's nothing more than a dumb slut, my whore, good for nothing other than pleasing my cock.

My hand falls to her ass, repeatedly slapping it until it's red and bruised. Satisfied with that, I lean over her to grab a fistful of her hair, pulling her head back before spitting in her face. I smear it across her cheek before giving her a hard slap.

I shift myself around, leaning down above her. My face close to hers now, my weight pushing her down into the mattress. Her ass is pressing against me every time I thrust. My hand around her throat, fingers bruising her neck with how hard my grip is. My pace quickens. Fuck, I'm going to cum soon.

I'm not sure if she can hear me, but I'm certain that I don't care if she does. Regardless, I growl into her ear that I'm about to cum. That I'm going to breed her, my filthy little slut. That I'm going to fill her womb with my seed, force my baby inside of her.

And I cum, thrusting violently into her, using every bit of strength to hold her in place when I climax, convulsions running through my body with the intense pleasure that comes from it.

After I'm fully spent, I relax on top of her. I let go of her throat and of her hair, caressing her instead. I'm back to giving little kisses on her cheek, behind her ear, whispering sweet words in the moments between kisses. I ask if she's okay, thanking her for making me feel so good. I roll off her and pull the covers over us, snuggling her close. After kissing both of her eyelids, I hug her tightly, holding her to my chest while I stroke her hair.

ATWOW HEADCANONS/SCENARIOS - MODERN AU PT 1

description: atwow character headcanons/scenarios if they were dating you (in modern day au) 🤭 some of these are based on my personal experiences. This part contains Neteyam and Lo'ak scenarios.

NETEYAM

He would be the type to have "self care" dates with you where you hangout at your place and put face masks on him.

"can I peel it off now?" Neteyam reached up to touch the paste that was spread on his face. You would quickly smack his hand back down "no! It's not dry enough" Neteyam nodded and went back to leaning against the backboard of your bed while scrolling through his phone. "I'm gonna have to add moisturizer on your face afterwards because you have dryass skin" You said while laying down beside him on your stomach. All Neteyam did in return was give you his deadly side eye.

The type to take the most embarrassing pictures of you because he thinks it's funny

"Neteyam stop!" You grabbed a pillow and covered your face with it as Neteyam laughed, pointing a camera at you. "Oh come on just one pic pleasee" he would beg and try to pry the pillow off your face. Once the pillow got pulled off he'd put the camera straight to your forehead taking a picture of you with the 0.5 option on. He would laugh his ass off, almost falling off your bed once he viewed the picture. "You were mid blink" He managed to say while panting from all the laughter. You'd death stare him before smacking his forearm.

The type to wait for you by your school locker.

The school bell rang and you packed up your stuff before walking out the classroom door. You headed straight to your locker knowing that Neteyam was already waiting for you. You pushed your way through the tsunami of students through the halls until you finally saw your boyfriend. "Neteyam!" He quickly looked up from his phone and waved at you with his signature smile. He opened his arms signaling for you to hug him which you gladly did. "wanna go to my place?" He'd suggest while pulling back from the hug and taking a hold of your hand. "Yeah."

The type to bring you random gifts no matter the occassion

"I thought you might like this" He'd pull out a little box filled with stuff just for you. It had plushies, your favorite snacks, self care products, jewelry and one of his hoodies. "Neteyam thank you but you didn't have to really" You cupped his cheek and kissed it. Neteyam would jokingly roll his eyes before answering "Oh come on of course I gotta spoil my princess." He'd take your hand off his cheek and kissed your knuckles.

The type to have matching stuff with you.

Neteyam loved gifting you stuff especially if it's something you guys could match with. For example he'd gift you matching jewelry where if you put the two pieces together it'll make a symbol. He'd give you matching pajamas for when you two had sleepovers. He'd give you brand new shoes just so you can wear to school and match with him. He'd buy you a hoodie he'd already because he thinks it'll look cute on you.

LO'AK

the type to have a polaroid picture of you behind his phone case.

"Is that me?" You teased him after taking a look at the back of his phone. "What? Noo it's my side chick" Lo'ak said sarcastically with a grin on his face that quickly disappeared after you smacked him right in the chest. "Chill I'm joking yes it's you!" He'd dramatically clutch the left part of his chest where his heart was located at. "Yeah that's what I thought" You'd say before going back to cuddling with him.

The type to call you "bro" by accident

"yo bro can you pass me my charger?" Lo'ak would say nonchalantly not noticing you staring right through him. You squinted your eyes almost giving him the side eye before finally handing him his charger. "Bro?" You said with your eyes still locked onto him. He looked back at you confused before it finally clicked. "Ohh sorry my love it just comes out automatically ya know?"

The type to FaceTime you whenever he feels like it

You woke up to your phone ringing loudly right in your ear as your fell asleep with it next to your head. You groaned and picked it up to check who was calling you this late at night. Seeing that it was only Lo'ak you immediately answered. "Why are you awake?" You'd say first while he was fixing his pillow on the other side of the phone. "I'm not sleepy plus I missed you so" He'd answer nonchalantly as you thought for awhile. "I'll stay on call until you fall sleep then." Lo'ak would smile after hearing you say that and nodded. You guys ended up staying on call blabbering about random topics until finally your eyes began to feel heavy so you slowly shut them. Lo'ak was also quiet you thought maybe he fell asleep too. You were so close to drifting off to sleep before your phone flashed white with a clicking sound in the background. You immediately woke up again in shock. "Did you just take a screenshot of me?"

The type to call you embarrassing nicknames cause he thinks it's funny

"what's wrong stink stink?" Lo'ak would ask with his hands squishing your cheeks. You glared at him even more. You huffed and dropped the controller you were holding after losing to Lo'ak once again. "Don't be mad pooks I'm just a god at this game." He'd pinch your nose obviously messing with you "A god? Or a sweat who never leaves his room?" You'd tease him back which made his eyes widen and mouth open. "Oh chill out before your eyes pop out my love I'm only joking"

The type to have "study" dates cause he wasn't paying attention in class

"Hello? Lo'ak are you even listening?" You'd wave your hand infront of his face finally getting him out of his deep thoughts. He'd scratched his head before huffing. "I just don't get how I need physics in the real world." You'd simply roll your eyes and quietly chuckled. "Just learn it for now so you don't fail and have your mother skin you." You grabbed his hands gently rubbing his palm with your thumb. "Study now and we'll hangout after this alright?" Lo'ak grumbled quietly before nodding. "Ok but if I fail the test I'm blaming you"

Stella’s Last Weekend (2018) Directed by Polly Draper

Star Cluster M22, Mars, and Saturn

Meeting and Dating Kevin Pickford

(Not my gif)(requested by anonymous)

(I love this pointless movie)

- You and Kevin meet after your friends convinced you to go to one of his parties. You could of made up ten different activities you’d rather do than go to a highschool keg party but your friends insisted and you soon found yourself packed into their car.

- Now you had had a little crush on Kevin for a while, ever since freshman year when you saw him for the first time, so even though you weren’t very excited to spend your night surrounded by your drunken peers you were a bit excited to maybe, hopefully see him.

- So you arrive at his house; let’s pretend this is another party that didn’t get shut down, and you walk through the front door to see the typical shit show. You stick by your friends for a while, nursing a beer and trying to convince yourself you’re having a good time. That is until your friends all but ditch you to go and mingle.

- Soon enough you’re all alone standing uncomfortably in the relatively abandoned kitchen. You’re debating the idea of just leaving, walking home didn’t seem all to bad given the circumstances, but just as you feel like you’ve made up your mind…in walks the host. You felt like your heart was going to jump out of your chest when you saw him, you stared down at your cup hoping he would just sort of ignore you as he rummaged for whatever it was he was looking for.

“How ya doin?” Shit.

- It seemed like he was just trying to be friendly so you gave him as much of a smile as you could muster and a small “fine” before glancing down at your drink again. From your experience this was usually when the person would just nod and walk out but he didn’t. He gathered the stuff he had came in for but paused at the counter.

“I don’t think I’ve seen you around before… whats your name?”

- I think you’d have to be a year younger than him because if you were in his grade prior to this he would have asked you out or at least spoken to you before. So you’re a sophomore going into junior year and he’s a junior going into senior year.

“Oh you wouldn’t really know me, I’m a sophomore. My friends brought me, I’m y/n.”

“Oh cool man cool. I’m Kevin.”

“Yeah, I-uh, I know,” you chuckled a little. “Nice party.”

- He smiled and was about to say something before he was called back to the party by a loud shout. “Well I’m gonna go deliver the necess-it-ies. You should come out, join the living, raise a little hell.” And then he was once again lost in the sea of people flooding his living room.

- After he was gone you freaked out for a hot minute over the fact that you had just talked to your longtime crush. You decided that maybe you could stomach a little more of the party and took a deep breath before wandering out of the kitchen. It was maybe thirty minutes later that the two of you found each other again and started up a mini conversation.

- Soon enough the two of you were heading up to his bedroom so that you could actually hear each other speak. You spent a surprisingly long time just talking to each other while the party went on downstairs; it was four in the morning by the time you checked the clock again.

- You figured it was time for you to go home, so you stood up and began to say goodbye before he tried to convince you to stay a little longer. It’s nearly impossible to deny him, it’s pretty much been your dream for this exact scenario to happen. You promise to stay for another hour, which turns into another hour, and finally you really need to go so that you can avoid meeting your parents at the front door. He asks for your number and you write it down for him before you leave.

- You end up walking home in the rising sun which almost feels like the perfect way to end the night.

- He calls you a few days later asking if you’d want to come over which you obviously agree to. You get together, chat some more, listen to music, all that fun teenager shit. But then he leans over and kisses you, pulling away with that gorgeous smile of his and, well, you’re walking on clouds for the rest of the day.

- Later on you kiss some more and he gives you a “so does this mean you’ll be my girlfriend from now on, cause I think I’d like that, a lot”.

- Listen most of your dates are more or less just the two of you hanging out not really doing much besides enjoying each other’s company.

- But he does take you to a drive in restaurant for dinner so you can count that as your first “official” date. He wanted to “give a good first impression for your relationship”.

- You’re together like 90% of the time. The both of you are kind of clingy with each other and neither of you seem to mind.

- Whenever you’re together he always has some form of physical contact with you at all times.

- Sitting on his lap.

- He loves PDA but it’s mostly because he just loves affection in general.

- He’s a big baby who likes being cuddled and that’s a fact. He lowkey loves being the little spoon but it genuinely doesnt matter to him how you cuddle as long as you do it.

- Keeps tabs on you whenever you go out together. He usually stays close by or at least knows where you’re going to be, he likes to make sure you’re alright.

- You definitely have little routines together whether it be when his parents almost catch him smoking or cleaning up after a party or just when coming home from school.

- Helping to make sure his parents don’t catch him smoking in his room. You’re usually sent out to distract them or you clear things up while he talks with them.

- He’s so interested in your talents and hobbies, show him what you’re passionate about baby! He wants to know!

- Always being offered free booze or weed.

- Awkward first introductions to his friends when they crash one of your hangouts to try and buy some herb.

- Being invited to all of his and his friends parties.

- Helping him plan his parties.

- Helping him with all his antics.

- He’s always fiddling with something whenever you’re together so be prepared to see him doing something at any given moment in the corner of your eye.

- Making out, he could kiss for hours.

- Always having shotgun reserved for you.

- Laying on the hood of his car together and talking about random shit.

- Trying to hide your laughter while you listen to his weird weed fueled theories and stories.

- He shows off everything you make or do, he’s a subtle cheerleader.

- You spend most of your time in his room, sitting in his egg chair or on the windowseat while he smokes a joint.

- You’re constantly on the same wavelength.

 “Thats what I was gonna say!!”

- Braiding and running your fingers through his hair.

- He plays with your hair as well, twirling strands between his fingers and stroking it when you’re cuddling.

- He’s honestly so adorable and absolutely smitten with you. All his friends can tell he’s whipped but he doesn’t care.

- He thinks it’s so cute that you had a crush on him, well that’s if you ever admit it to him.

- Hand holding especially whenever you’re walking together.

- Staying up till dawn together.

- Making flower crowns together, dont deny it he’d do it. 

- His parents love you and are always really sweet, his mother is an absolute angel.

- He isnt going to force you to smoke with him but he does need you to accept that hes not stopping just because you dont want to. He’ll agree to not smoke around you because thats fair enough but he’ll still do it with his friends or on his own. I can assume you’re alright with that if you want a relationship with him.

- Kevins pretty chill so there’s rarely any fighting and the fighting you do have are more so just arguments rather than actual fullblown fights. They’re usually over a dangerous idea or stupid action he had/did. These arguments usually end with him realizing and admitting you’re right or saying how he can see why you’d think that. He gets it even if he doesnt think its as big of a deal as you do.

- Kevin is a moderately jealous person, he doesnt think every man you talk to is a threat to your relationship. He’s pretty calm, which is what you’d expect from a stoner, he more so just smirks at the guy he knows is flirting with you and shows that you’re his with an arm around your shoulder and/or a kiss. He never dwells on it or let’s it ruin your night. 

- He’s a very loyal boy, no cheating, no flirting with other girls. You’re the only girl he has eyes for.

- Swapping clothes and accessories.

- You share pretty much everything; food, drinks, homework, joints, a single braincell. 

- Going to the emporium and playing fooseball and pool together or jokingly cheering him on while he plays someone else.

- A lot of nicknames; he definitely calls you flowerchild and other very 70s sounding ones. 

- Having a lot of Polaroids together.

- Concert dates.

- Record store dates.

- Late night hangouts.

- Going on random trips to different stores to get food or drinks.

- Well if you’re becoming a junior then you’ll have a year in highschool without him in the near future. He doesn’t really mind waiting for you to graduate so that you can advance your relationship but it will bother him when he isn’t able to see you for more than six hours, five days a weeks

- Probably proposes to you in bed, late at night with a “how would you like to be a Mrs. Pickford?” while he spins the ring between his fingers.

M31, Andromeda

This is a composite of meteor images captured during the Perseid maximum in the morning of the 12th of August 2016. Image credit: Michael Nolle

omg so bimbo!reader x subby (ish) ! ethan where he will literally do anything she wants , cooks whatever she wants , carries her , and is just right behind her at all times

your chin peeks over the crest of his shoulder when you press up onto your toes, the sharp peak burrowing into the smooth muscle when you can see the stove in front of you. "did you-"

"yes, sweetheart." his chest rumbles when he chuckles, flipping the pancake once over. "i didn't put any chocolate chips in there, can't you see that?"

you drop down so that your heels thud against the worn hardwood floor of his new shared apartment with chad, fingers twisting at the torn fabric of his old t-shirt that drifts below your midriff and tickles at the top of your thighs. despite being covered by thick socks - much against your argument you had with ethan five minutes prior - your toes are chilled, and you curl them subconsciously as a trail of his spend trickles down the middle of your thigh.

"i don't think you cleaned me up that well." you murmur, pulling up the hem of the t-shirt to observe its wandering path, but your lips curl up at the smell of a freshly-made pancake being added to the pile to his right.

ethan scoffs, bending forward to turn off the stove. "i cleaned you up just fine, princess. c'mon to eat, go sit down."

"but-"

"i know i cleaned you up, baby. that's there for a reason. i like it just the way it is." he coos, slipping in behind you to slip his fingers between your swollen, puffy lips to gather the slick on his fingers. "don't touch it."