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Mars ☄️ and Your Sexxx Language 🐱💋✨

QUICK MESSAGE TO THE BADDIES

HELLO!!!! To all of my sweet, sweet Kosmic Baddies, Oh!! How I’ve missed you!

I cannot believe it’s been over a FRIGGIN year, but GOODNESS….believe me, when I say this past year has been a roller coaster for me, I truly mean it. I can only imagine what’s been going on in your lives as well. Just TOO MUCH!!!1111!!!!!111!!!!!1 But welcome to 2024! A universal 8 year and the year of the Dragon!!! WE IN THIS THANNNNGGG!!!! Hard work, discipline and accountability is the theme, and we can’t lose!!!!!

Believe it or not, I actually STARTED writing this to have to you for Halloween, but ummmm….this is looking like a Valentine’s Day post instead! HA!!!! Blame it on my Saturn in Pisces– my relationship to time is….non existent. But, I think this timing is better anyways. The theme is very fitting so we are going to turn apples into oranges.

***Even funnier update, now it’s past Valentine’s Day….GOODNESS!!! This has been the longest it’s taken me to write anything. Like…INSANE. Almost 6 months I’ve been steadily working on this!

Thank you to those who have continued to support me! Thank you to those who have continued to share and interact with my post through my…let’s say, hiatus! I am planning to put more energy and effort into this blog post. I LOVE writing for y’all, it is really one of my favorite things in the world.

I am going to take a moment to apologize in advance and say, the typos are probably going to be real with this one. Because I’ve been working on it for so long, I’m just ready to get it out, so it won’t be my cleanest work. I will probably be updating and editing, so bare with me!

🕯 INTRODUCTION 🕯

Sooooo….where to start? I wanted to do something fun and interesting this go round because I missed y’all so much, but I also wanted to do something light so I could get back into the rhythm of writing again….aaaaaaaaaand I thought you would enjoy something a little smexiiiii as we move into cuddle buddy season. So, in this post, we are going to talk about Mars and Your Sexxx language.

One day, as I was driving around town, it dawned on me that we always talk about Love Languages (check out my Mercury post if you haven’t already) and we never talk about sex languages. And y’all know me, and if you don’t know, you’ll soon find out, I am a Bharani moon (atmakaraka at that); and the blending between Mars and Venus is my soul’s most valuable asset to share with the world…(Did I mention my moon is the 11th House?) Sex is one of the most taboo topics (in Western puritan culture, at least), yet such a powerful resource in our human tool box and it’s ridiculously important in our relationships. The 7th House is followed by the 8th House for a reason. Intimacy, of course not always sexual, is what leads to self-discovery, the 9th House. So we cannot overlook the important step that is sexual relations. Even the word “orgasm” means “little death” and death baby, is as close as you get to God. (See how those houses flow together so well?) Hence why things such as Tantra are a sexual AND religious experience all in one. Don’t be fooled by western/christian ideals into thinking that sex is unholy or ungodly. If you think Jesus was a virgin, think again. I mean, what’s the point of turning water into wine if you’re just going to roll over and go to sleep? Y’know what I mean?

Don’t worry! If you’re a less experienced reader, and haven’t engaged in aaaaallll thhhaattt… this post is still for you! In fact, this is one of the reasons I love astrology so much, because hopefully this post will give you some context about yourself and what your SOUL craves, not just your body, so when you do start “doing the do” you can be spiritually comfortable with your wants and desires instead of ashamed or even afraid of them.

Not to put all my business on the street…but, hey, I love y’all, so I won’t keep too many secrets from you (mercury in the 8th, HA)…but, I had to do quite a bit of bumping and grinding to discover what my soul needs in an intimate relationship and I wish there was more of “guide” for me on that journey! So HERE…I’m giving it to you!

WHAT IS A SEX LANGUAGE? 😈

To be completely honest, a ��sex language” isn’t something as defined as a love language, so please, bear with me as we discover this together. Please feel free to share any experiences or insight with me. Although I may not always respond, I TRULY appreciate you taking the time to share with me. I try to read everything that I can!

I’m defining sex language as how one creates and shares intimacy in their close relationships. This is particularly expressed through physical interactions and outward expressions. Mars is a planet that governs our passions, drives and desires, meaning our sex language is guided by what we deeply want and crave from our partners on a spiritual level. Venus represents more of the external notions that we have for love and relationships, while Mars represents our internal needs from love and relationships. Mars is inherently a more personal and “self-centered” planet, so interestingly enough, your sex language is all about you! I go as far to say, when you find a partner, don’t forget to check your Mars compatibility as well. If you have extremely incompatible Mars signs, you will have to do a lot more work in the relationship to overcome the constant friction. Moreover, if you have more compatible Mars signs, then WOOOO BABY, the sexual tension could be off the charts!

✨ ABOUT MARS ✨

Mars placements won’t make or break a relationship, per say, but it is a very important layer to help maintain a relationship. How many of you have heard of sexless marriages and people being unsatisfied in their relationships in a sexual way? Does that mean the couples always break-up because of the lack of sex or chemistry? No…..But does it help a HECK OF A LOT when you are wildly attracted to your partner? YES! (Of course this isn’t always a good thing…but for the sake of this post, we are only talking about rainbows and sunshine.) Just keep this in mind as you start to use this knowledge in your journey. Mars is a really important planet that is easy to overlook because it’s not in the Big Three! (Yet, it iiissss the natural ruler of the 1st House).

WHY IT ALL MATTERS 🌚

I truly believe there is a shift in the collective and many couples are going to be coming into union over the course of the next year or so. Why? Because Ketu is FINALLY transitioning out of Libra and entering Virgo. If you’ve noticed, we’ve seen quite a bit of celebrity break-ups and covid relationships coming to a screeching halt. Hence why I say, if you’ve been single, or haven’t been in a serious connection in the last few years or even ever, now is the time that your next partner might be going through some significant ending with an ex. Union is on the horizon for a lot of souls who have been doing theeee spiritual work. That’s why I couldn’t think of a better topic to get started to set the mooooooooood. Bow-chicka-wow-wow.

So without further ado, let’s get into the nitty gritty. I’m going to do something different and start with Mars in Pisces/12th House and work backwards to Mars in Aries/1st House! I thought “Hey! Why not switch it up a bit? Pisces shouldn’t be forced to scroll ALL the time!”

***Note: If you’re feeling extra spicy, you can read for whatever sign is in your 1st House and 8th House as well because those are traditionally Mars ruled Houses. And you can read for your 12H, because the 12H is also the house of bedroom pleasures! Always keep in mind that we are complex creatures and astrology is like a puzzle, so it’s okay for some things to resonate and other things to not. Learn as many perspectives as possible so you can define yourself!

With Love & Lust,

Enjoy!

A-D 💋

Mars in Pisces/Mars in the 12th House

“Cut me like a rose, turn me like a beast” Only- Ry X

If your natal Mars is in Pisces or the 12H, you may actually have a hard time knowing what your desires are. Why? Because Mars can feel as if it’s drowning in the deep spiritual waters of Pisces. Your wants can be quite dreamy. You crave a sexual experience that transcends space and time, forcing you to leave your body and touch God himself in ecstasy. (I’m a western Mars in Pisces, so…I get it). When it comes to your sex language, you want your partner to just get “you”. You don’t want to have to explain or talk or direct, you’d rather just receive and give a special type of unconditional love that knows no bounds. Because of this “boundless love”, you may actually, literally, lack boundaries. This doesn’t have to be a bad thing, so we are going to focus on the positive. You are truly accepting of those who are accepting of you. Because Pisces is a mutable sign, you are willing to fit into whatever box your partner wants to put you in…and you receive great pleasure from making a deep seeded fantasy of your partner come true. You could be just as playful and imaginative when it comes to role-playing as a Gemini.

Because Mars is in Pisces or the 12H, you’ll find that a lot of partners will project their wishes and dreams onto you. Hence why you want a love that is really deep, because people can get washed away in the shallow end of your energy without ever fully realizing how deep your waters flow. This can be frustrating. And because Mars isn’t the most comfortable here, you can have some unhealthy ways of expressing your sexual frustration. Particularly if your Mars is in the 12H, you can be attracted to self-gratification through self-pleasure and also self-harm. You may even conflate the two, harm & pleasure, and have a dark side to your sexual fantasies. Your passions and desires can end up being repressed because people may not understand them, or be able to meet your high expectations. Amd babes, I love you, but just know, your expectations out of partnership are OTHERWORLDLY. But no worries!! You are SUPER DUPER freaky and almost a guaranteed partner that will go down in history books, particularly after you get comfortable in your own sensuality.

One of the things to watch out for with this Mars, is you can be passive-aggressive in the bedroom. You can take a more passive role, expecting and energetically demanding that your partner take the lead. You may not realize you even give off this energy, but the internal need that you have to dissolve into your partner, like sugar into water, can be very intense. And the gag is, sugar doesn’t really fully dissolve, so what you’re seeking can be impossible to satisfy on the earthly plane. Because of this, it is IMPERATIVE for you to have spiritual outlets within your sexual connections. It may be that you and your partner practice Tantra, or you simply pray together. With this Mars, you can absolutely use sex as a tool for manifestation. Watch your thoughts during sex, because you truly can create MAGIK!

Mars in Aquarius or Mars in the 11th House

“I believe in aliens, I don’t believe in love” Familiarity by Teezo Touchdown

If your natal Mars is in Aquarius or the 11th House, you are something special. Why? Because out of all the signs, you are the most unique lover. I KNOW!!! How friggin’ cliche, Aquarius=Unique, blah blah blah…boring. YES! It’s said all the time, but it’s the truth. In Vedic Astrology, it is important to note that Aquarius is ruled by Saturn and Rahu. This is hugely impactful as to why you are unlike anyone else. Even as you read this, you won’t be exactly like the next person reading this, because the Saturn Rahu combination can be influenced by so many different factors. Aquarians are the hardest sign to write for in general, simply because you are going to be very individualist when it comes to how you express yourself. Now, all that being said, you still crave, very deeply, a sense of belonging. So please, don’t ever take for granted how special you are. If someone is lucky enough to break through your hard exterior, they really are in for an extraterrestrial experience!

Because Mars is in an air sign here, you may or may not be the most sensual and/or sexual person on the planet. You could be. But you could not be. And that is the gift…or curse…of this Mars placement. I have Mars in Aquarius myself, and I remember reading an article that said “this placement can be infuriating to your partner because you are so nonchalant.” And I can definitely say I’ve lost relationships because the other party assumed I was disinterested because I wasn’t the most expressive when it came to my emotions. It’s important to remember that Mars in Aquarius/11H is actually a neutral placement. It isn’t a death sentence or the worst thing on the planet, but it’s not necessarily the best. So don’t be too hard on yourself if your partners don’t understand you very easily. You will just have to do more work to learn how to communicate and accommodate in your relationships. This may be something that follows you throughout life…and forget your partner….it could be infuriating to you! BUT NO WORRIES! Mars in Aquarius or Mars in the 11th house is usually more concerned with developing and nurturing friendships, which seems to contradict the more lustful side of Mars. Longing for friendship and connection versus longing for sensual pleasure and connection can be seen as two different things.

What Mars in Aquarius/11H wants more than anything is L. O. Y. A. L. T. Y. Because this Mars placement can grant so much freedom, it is imperative for the person with this placement to feel safe and secure in the sexual relationship they are building. This is NOT to be confused with possession. Expecting loyalty from a partner isn’t the same as feeling as if you own your partner. You believe that your partner should have freedom to express and live their life the way they want to, and you expect the same in return. However, you do expect your partner to consider you when they make their decisions in life. It is very much “give a dog a bone, leave a dog alone, let a dog roam and he’ll find his way home” (S/o DMX, may he rest in peace). Meaning, in your sexual language, you want your space and privacy, but you want to feel a belonging no matter how far away you are from your partners.

NOW, for the fun stuff. You are one of the most explorative lovers on the planet. You may have a “the more the merrier” type attitude and be interested in group smexii time or oragies. You may have a dream to experience Amsterdam and the Red Light District. The beauty in having your Mars in an air sign/house is that you can remain detached from the sexual experience and partner– therefore, you may not experience jealousy because you aren’t super possessive. Again, you’re all about freedom baby!!! You may also have some pretty “far-out” kinks. You may be interested in different genders, or same gender, or mix gender or no gender or latex or pantyhoes or dress up or furries or hentai or tentacle porn….and if you’re not into it, chances are you will at least click a questionable link or two. You don’t carry the same shame as others do when it comes to what turns you on sexually. You don’t like anything boring or too routine, so your search history could be a bit…odd….BUT HEY!!! As long as it’s not hurting anyone or anything and pleasure is being derived from all parties involved, then let adults do what adults do is kind of your attitude.

Friendship is the key to your heart…and to your…uh…biological box….lol. When it comes to long-term relationships, I can bet my bottom dollar that you’re far more interested in the friendship aspects than the inherent relationship drama. When your friends ask “why are you still dealing with them”, you will follow up with “well, we are friends before anything else.” And you mean that deeply. The really funny thing is…on the other hand, you are also very likely to get down with complete strangers and never think about it again. You can hook-up and detach with the best of them, or your loyalty to a confidant can keep you in a relationship for a very long time…it. Just. depends.

The one thing that is true about your sex language, is that you speak ALL different kinds. When you look back at your life and your experiences, if you are more of an adventurous Aquarian, lets say you have a lot of air and fire in your chart, you will most likely have all kinds of stories from all different people and places. You will be one of the most interesting partners and friends to talk to about all the mixed bags of experiences that you’ve had..which is awesome. If your Mars in Aquarius/11H is paired with a more “earthy” sign or even water, you will most likely have a rom-com type love thing happening…that tugging “will they/won’t they” energy at the beginning of relationships, only to fall head over heals with the “guy/gal next door”. You may also find your sexual partners online, in a group setting or be hooked up by natural friends. “How’d you meet?” “Oh, I heard from a friend of a friend that that d*ck is a ten out of ten!”

Mars in Capricorn or Mars in the 10th House

“My vicious love, My lethal heart, I wanna screw you up into me” - Bad Bad Bad by Ramsey

If your natal Mars is in Capricorn or in the 10th House, then your sexual language is money, money…and….uh….more money. I kid, I kid…but not really. It would be easy and predictable for me to say you just lust after money, but it goes much deeper than that. Believe it or not, Mars is actually exalt in Capricorn, so, you couldn’t have a better Mars placement. Your natural ruler Saturn and Mars truly are the best of friends. And if you’re familiar with Tarot, then you know The Devil represents Capricorn energy and The Devil is all about seduction and temptation. Unlike some of the more dreamy Mars placements like Pisces/12H or Cancer 4H that use their sexual language as an escape from reality, or the detached air placements like Gemini/3H or Aquarius/11H, who are too aloof to harness Mars’ energy, YOU my Capricorn/10H individuals are acutely aware of how powerful the nature of sex can be…and most importantly, how it can be used to your advantage.

To the average person on the street, you may not seem like the super sexual type. You prefer a sophisticated lover to a “cute” one, so people can assume that your standards are too high. And perhaps, your standards are high, because you understand the value of your presence and your time. In fact, you HATE wasting time, so why would you waste time on lovers who don’t bring anything to the table? Sadly, for most of the public, they won’t ever have the experience to be with a Capricorn/10H Mars because quite frankly, they can’t afford it.

Funnily enough, I’m sure as you’ve been reading this, you’re like “dang…am I that shallow?” And the answer is yes and no. You’re shallow because we live in a shallow world– and you know in order to survive it, you have to use what you got to get what you want. The other side of this is, you’re not shallow at all because you are willing to work and discipline yourself and sacrifice for those that you truly care about. There is such a depth to you in the long run, that it makes sense that you make it really difficult for people to get to you. Because you know and I know, once you’ve committed to someone, you’ve committed for as long as you possibly can. Your sexual language is all about stamina and endurance. This is true in and and out of the bedroom. As an earth sign/house, you are a sensual being. You enjoy each and every bit of romance that you can get. A nice meal, some good perfume, dressed to the nines is all considered foreplay to you. You entice your partners with a certain dignified class and only the brave will approach. In your younger years, you could find this extremely frustrating at times because men will really have to get their sh*t together before they can even THINK to approach you on that level. But the more that you use your Mars to get you where you want to be in life, partners will follow behind you and constantly buzz around as if you are the Queen Bee and they are mere workers for your attention.

Funnily enough, you are quite the heart-breaker with this Mars placement. Because you are so focused on your goals outside of love, and yet, you can crave sensual pleasures, you will be very direct with a partner, but they may not be aware of how serious you take yourself. How can this manifest? Let’s say you meet a partner and everything is groovy, but you are working on a big project for work, you’re working on a degree of some kind, or you’ve said you won’t rest until you make partner at the big company…unlike other Mars placements, you won’t let romance sway you or take you off track. You are probably the best example of “right person, wrong time”. You don’t have as much of an issue as other signs walking away from a situation that is distracting you from your more worldly desires. This can leave people utterly confused, because you seem like a perfect partner, but honestly, you’re just not focused on aaaalll the drama that can come with fully committed relationships. People may actually take this energy and say that you’re a player…or worse…a floozy (one of my favorite words lol, definitely needs to make a comeback). You actually aren’t. You will be one of the most committed partners they could find, but if it’s not the right time…it just ain’t happening. So your partners will have to maintain some level of patience or they will miss out. On the other hand, because Mars is a planet of extremes, you may go through periods in life where you are celebate. It may take you awhile to stop channeling that Martian ambitious energy into your career and put it towards your sexuality. That being said, you will enjoy the more sensual side of sex. You could have great stamina and endurance. Because sex may not come around as often as you’d like, you will learn to savor every drop of your partners and please them in a calculated, thoughtful and masterful way! How smeeexxxiiiiiii!!!!!

Mars in Sagittarius or Mars in the 9th House

“I’ve been everywhere, man, looking for someone. Someone who can please me, love me all night long” Where Have You Been by Rihanna

If your natal Mars is in Sagittarius or the 9th House, your sexual language is that of many languages. You fall in love with the exotic, unknown and unexplored. You like your partners like James Bond likes his cars– foreign. You appreciate partners who expand your understanding of reality. Your partners have to expand your mind…and body…into positions that you never thought were possible. If you don’t attract partners who are of a different race, culture or class from you, then you will be attracted to partners who are otherworldly and spiritual or are just as serious about their religious beliefs as you are. Like Mars in Pisces/12H, your planet is ruled by the planet Jupiter, aka Guru. You NEED to learn from your partner. You NEED to explore with your partner. And you NEED to be able to teach your partners something as well. “I wanna know…can you show me…I wanna know about the strangers like me”...It’s giving…Tarzan and Jane. I have Mars in the 9th House, and it has manifested in a very fun way! So with my bias, I believe that this can be one of the more fun placements if you just go with the flow. Unlike other Mars placements, you don’t necessarily feel the need to control your partners. You’d much rather experience them, learn the lesson and move on to the next new shiny thing. Much like your brother, Gemini, you are equally as invested in getting the knowledge and seeking more knowledge. You of all signs are unlikely to overstay your welcome in a relationship. You can come off quite restless and unsatisfied…UNLESS you are just fascinated and enamored with an individual.

You can find yourself attracted to people who have accents, or speak a different language than you. But you will be even more turned on by someone who shares the same religious beliefs as you. You may actually be willing to convert religions for your partner OR, and this is more likely, you have a partner who is a different religion than you are, and instead of being ashamed by it, or making it an obstacle, you embrace it– ultimately respecting their religion, while maintaining the traditions of your own.

You will naturally desire to travel with your partner. Making some of your favorite memories in life when you made-love in some far off land. If the sentence, “I made love to a Frenchman I met while eating a baguette at the local cafe under the Eiffel tower and I’ll never see him again, but he’s the love of my life” turns you on…congratulations, you’re in the right spot.

This Mars placement is fueled by your deepest desire to see the world and its deepest truth, and then just imagine how much you can learn about the world through the lens of an intimate partner. Your sexual language, like I said earlier, involves language in and of itself. You want to hear the stories of distants lands, fascinated by the foreign nature of your divine counterpart. You will want to be intimate with partners who can speak for hours and hours about their adventures and endeavors. You need to be intrigued at the very least.

I also find that with this placement, there may be an age difference in your relationships. You either will be attracted to someone who is much older and wiser, OR, interesting enough, you could find yourself with someone younger. Why is this? You will appreciate a person who still has zest for life. You will be equally attracted to partners who are bright eyed and bushy tailed! Plus, I know I’ve talked a lot about your partner entertaining and teaching you, but the truth of the matter is, you will want to be as much of a sage to your partner as well. You will enjoy teaching them the ways of life and the pursuit of happiness. They will look to you with eyes of wonder as you paint beautifully vivid pictures of your life experiences that have shaped your view of the world.

Another element to this Mars placement, is you are one to challenge authority. This may manifest in your sex language by liking to explore BDSM culture in some way. Because this Mars is all about freedom, you may be turned on by the thought of your partner controlling you…just so you can say no. You can come off as a “well, make me”...kind of lover when it comes to foreplay. You love a challenge and you like partners who challenge you in some way when it comes to living out your sexual fantasies. Another way this may come out is you AND your partner may have a knack for getting into trouble or enjoying sex with some kind of risk involved. You get off being able to sneak away for a quickie. You’ll have sex in the backseat of a car. Joining the mile club is definitely on your bucket list…all the things! Because you are such a rebel, you tell stories that have “normies” clutching their pearls and leave their mouths open. You want to have memorable sex that is worth writing a book about!!!

I can not drive home enough how spiritual your sexual relationships have the potential to be. You are not a shallow lover. You are a lover full of wonder and full of lust…wanderlust…if you will. Sagittarius/9H is a very serious zodiac/house. You're destined to seek truth– so your sexual partners HAVE to enlighten you in some way. You don’t want to get stuck in the mundane, boring stuff of a relationship, (and please, don’t get too carried away, because we do live on planet earth!) you want to experience shrooms, talk about God and make love in the forest! Smexxiiii!!!!

Mars in Scorpio or Mars in the 8th House

“Every breath you take, every move you make, every smile you fake, every single day, I’ll be watching you” Every Breath You Take by Sting

Okay, okay, it would be all too easy to say your love language is stalking, and more stalking and even more stalking, but…that’s only a small fraction of what this Mars placement has to offer. If your natal Mars is placed in Scorpio or in your 8th House, your sexual language is that of raw passion and intensity. That being said, it is also about restraint and self-restriction, and sometimes self destruction. I tend to find Scorpionic energy and 8H energy to be radically internal. You, actually, may not be the most expressive lover. You are more comfortable waiting, studying and planning to pursue a lover, rather than going in full force. Because Mars is your natural ruler, Mars is more than comfortable here, but unlike your brother sign, Aries, you are more of the “planning” part of war, rather than action. This is the strategy of self-defense more than anything. You don’t want to walk into an intimate situation to be intimate yourself, you want to extract vulnerability from your partner like a detective solving a murder crime. Your sex language is more of a riddle than a question. And you would like a partner who intrigues you and leaves a lot of mystery. In my many many years of dating, and many many encounters with Scorpionic energy (I attract them like flies…it’s crazy) I always find that Scorpios are nowhere near as mysterious or hard to figure out as they perceive. Behind all that black and dark stares and gazed is usually a pretty pretty boring, but shy person. There is such a caution with this sign when it comes to acting on those very deep and sometimes all consuming desires, so you are very careful to not put yourself in harm's way. Another hot take that I have on this placement that may seem a bit contradictory to the Scorpionic stereotype is YES YES YES, you are smexxxxiiii and all of the things, but that doesn’t necessarily make you the most sexual person. You take intimacy and sexy very seriously, more seriously than most, because for you intimacy and vulnerability can be used against you and be seen as a weakness, so you are hard pressed to just be going around willy-nilly swinging from partner to partner. You also view sex/intimacy as more of a “power” thing than a “love” thing. And what do I mean by that? You know that deep intimacy and truly being intertwined with another individual gives you an unreal amount of access to that person on a personal and spiritual level. It is always important to remember where Scorpio/8H lines up in the grand scheme of things. It follows the Libra/7H of partnership. The 8H is actually the house that dictates how a relationship will play out. This. Is. Imperative. To understand this placement. You are far more focused on how the partnership plays out, rather than the partnership itself. Again, unlike your predecessor, Libra, who is ruled by Venus and may be more interested in the looks of a relationship and romantic partner. Your sexual language is more interested in the psychology of your partner. You don’t care nearly as much about the outside as you do the inside. What draws you to your partner is a need to access the ultimate truths through your partners. Hence why, you are followed by Sagittarius/9H of Truth and Liberation. Your sex language involves restraint, power and hidden truths.

As I said before, it may be really difficult for you at times to truly connect with your partners because your energy can demand sooooo much from them. You will require partners to go through such depths in their relationship with you, that they may not be able to handle it. And on the other side of that, you may stay away from relationships because you may mistakenly feel like it brings out some of your “worst” qualities. With this Mars, you may go through a very intense relationship when you’re young, one where you give your all, I mean…you would kill or be killed for those you love, and because that relationship fails, you may never want to experience those types of lows again and stay away. You are one of the most loyal of the Mars placements, so you are very careful to study who exactly you are giving your loyalty to. I recommend with this placement, you may find yourself oddly attracted to Aquarian/11H energy. It sounds weird, water and air, but in this case, Aquarian energy is endlessly fascinating because they are so unorthodox, you will never truly figure them out, so you’re constantly intrigued by them. Aquarians also value loyalty the same way you do. They will allow you the freedom that you need to sit in your own emotions, but value the friendship in such a way, you won’t feel abandoned by them. Even if the people you are attracted to don’t have Aquarius in their chart, I think that quality is something you should consider when looking into intimate partners. It is probably the partner who gives you the most space and it is the hardest to figure out, that will give you the most in life. If you have a partner that is easy to conquer, not only will you be bored, but you can easily slip into those darker energies of control and manipulation to get you way…even when it’s unnecessary.

AAALLLL that said, you are still a hell of a lover! I mean…wow. You intricately know how to please and conquer. You use sex as a language itself when you’re ready and willing. And man, do you have a way with words. You can easily hypnotize a lover to fall under your command, so be careful with this gift. You are more than comfortable in this arena once you move past your fears in the subconscious. You can channel this energy, much like the exalt Mars in Capricorn to succeed with some of your greatest ambitions. You will put your sexual energy into your work and projects in a way like no other! Just don’t take everything so seriously! It’s okay to have a good time. Be intimate and open up some! You’ll enjoy getting your head out of the sand!

Mars in Libra or Mars in the 7th House

“What a rush & what a high, cause when your love don’t fight, smoke gets in your eyes” Smoke In Your Eyes by Skepta, Ossie, Harry Stone

If you came to this section thinking that I was going to talk about how sweet and balanced you are when it comes to your sexual language…THINK. AGAIN. BABE. You are nothing of the sort. Seems contradictory, huh? Because Libra/7H is all about balance, right? Well…not when it comes to this Mars placement.

If you have your natal Mars in Libra or the 7th House, you are quite the spicy lover. To be completely honest, Mars is VERY uncomfortable here. Why? Because Libra is naturally ruled by the planet Venus, which is essentially the opposite frequency of Mars. I like to think of Mars and Venus as the brother and sister planets of the Milky way. Traditionally ruled by Ares and Aphrodite in Greek mythology respectively, they are technically half-siblings. So when you think of this Mars placement, this of how a girlie-girl would feel surrounded by all boys at a football camp. Sure, she may attract a lot of attention and she may have plenty of options…but she will CERTAINLY have to set clear boundaries to command the respect she deserves, as well as deal with the fact that no one around her may have the same interest. See how this can be uncomfortable? It’s not the worst thing to happen, but it can cause you to feel like you have to play the field a little bit differently because of Mars being in the House of Libra.

Okay, so now that we covered why this placement might be different than what you were imagining, let’s get into what this post is actually about!

If you have this natal placement, your sex language is all about breaking up to make-up. Because you’re on this constant quest of seeking balance, YOU will subconsciously or consciously seek chaos in order to regain balance. Your indecisive and somewhat aloof nature in relationships can be a source of frustration when it comes to your sexual expression with your lovers. If you have Mars in your 7H, you genuinely LOVE conflicts and attract conflicts to your relationships. You can be quite passive aggressive, honestly, and stir the pot to get attention. AAALLLL this being said, you still enjoy the finer things and love the idea of love, even though you may not have the most direct way of going about it. Your partners may even find you hard to read, and this can frustrate you, because your wishy-washy-ness is so innate to you, you may have a tendency to think that everyone is as back and forth with decision making as you are.

Ironically, more so than any of the previous placements I have discussed before, I will focus more on what sexual language you like from your partner rather than yourself. Of course, you like good food, good wine, good clothes, good banter, good company…you have Libra, like DUH, but I want to offer a different perspective on this placement.

So when it comes to your partners, you truly like a partner who takes charge, regardless of sex. You crave a level of masculinity and directness in your love language because as I stated earlier, it can be difficult for you to make decisions for yourself. You overemphasize how people will perceive you, and this can cause you to stunt your decision making, so you’ll find yourself craving a partner who can be unabashedly unapologetic in their approach to life. You seek partners who are brave and courageous and you will find yourself testing anyone you fall in love with to see if they have that spark of passion in them. You may find yourself seeking different things from different people, so you may have multiple lovers– and just like how it may take you forever to pick out your outfit in the morning, it may take you forever to figure out what you value in a partner. It is important to note that Libra/7H energy is indeed a masculine energy. I’m sure most would assume it’s feminine because of the “sophisticated” and charismatically social nature usually associated with Libras, but when it comes to sexual relationships, Taurus/2H energy is the feminine side of Venus. Libra energy in this way is more detached than people would think. As stated earlier, because you enjoy dates, chatting, getting to know people, you may be a really good casual dater! This could send mixed messages to potential lovers because you may have never really had any intention of dating them long-term– or, you really just haven’t decided yet. Now are we starting to see how this Mars placement can attract certain conflict? You will desire and crave a partner that can make decisions for you. This may lead to some kinkiness in the bedroom because you’re open to compromise and you can be bossed around in this regard.

Overall your sexual language is complex because of the inherent contradiction of this natal placement. You can make this work in your favor as long as you keep open communication with your partner, even if it’s to tell them that you need some more time before you’re comfortable making any lasting decisions. When you date, you will have to allow your partners to understand your up & down nature. Most people will probably take your pragmatic nature personally, so if you can find a way to channel this into being sexually playful with your lovers, it can be a great way to keep romance fun and interesting. As stated in the beginning, you are most likely to end up in an on-again-off-again kind of relationship because you like for the scales to be tipped, so you can rebalance them. You are far more detached in commitments than most people would assume, so it is essential for you to date like-minded people who understand that your coldness is not a reflection on your feelings. You choose to remain objective in your judgements and seek fairness in your relationships—even if you are the one who was unfair to begin with! Kiss it kiss it better baby!!!!

Mars in Virgo or Mars in the 6th House

“I got commitment issues, but I’m tryna fix that for you…I don’t believe in love, but that doesn’t mean I don’t take you serious” Commitment Issues by Central Cee

With Mars in Virgo or the 6th House, you may be surprised to find how non-committal you are when it comes to relationships. Why? Because you find relationships to be impractical. So when it comes to your sexual language, you are quite all over the place. Lovers can find you hard to catch, almost like trying to keep a fairy in a jar. You prefer to flutter around and keep things light in the sexual department. To you, sex can scream responsibility. After all, sex can be a pretty risky and dirty affair. All the fluid exchange and, ultimately, the required vulnerability, can make you quite uneasy. With this Mars placement, you can go between the two extremes of putting too much emphasis on sex or not enough emphasis at all. This is due to the natural ruler of Virgo/6H being Mercury, which, I find to be, an asexual planet. You are more interested in the intellectual connection than the physical connection.

BUT PLEASE, don’t get me wrong! You know you’re way around the bedroom. Your sexual language is constantly evolving. You do well with long-term partners that you can trust, study and get to know. You prefer a lover that is loyal, so you don’t have to worry about where they’ve been, or better yet, who they’ve been with. You find joy in repetition with one partner. OR, you are really open to “protected” one-night stands. You are either all in or all out. You don’t like to waste time on sexual relationships that you don’t see a return for a long-term investment. That being said, if you are unable to invest in the long-term, you can find yourself in a position of sexual frustration. You may really desire a person, but because of your deep need for perfection first, you may stall connections & find a lot of pleasure in masturbation for the time being. You, like your opposite sign, Pisces, can really get into your fantasies. You may find that erotica and romance novels can be great resources to pass the time while you likely toil between celibacy and being a whore (this is particularly funny to me because Virgos are known for being the Virgins of the zodiac– hence the contradiction in Mars in Virgo. The planet of sex and desire ruled by a “Virgin” is, uh….a difficult juxtaposition to say the least.) – again, it’s all about mental stimulation with you.

When you do meet a partner that you can FINALLY settle down and feel comfortable with, you will be a very giving lover. Because Virgo energy is usually associated with servitude, you better believe that you will make it your duty to service the object of your affection. You care very deeply about the satisfaction of your partner— far more than you care about your own. As stated earlier, you don’t mind finishing up solo as long as your partner is satisfied. You will find every nook and cranny, every deep desire, every love spot that your partner has, because you will analyze their body with astute detail. You will break your partner’s sexual language down and adapt it to be your own, because after all, you are a mutable sign. As well as being an earth sign, you do have a very deep sensual nature to you. Although you can come across as quite guarded with new partners, once you blossom, you really enjoy heavy petting and physical touch. You can spend so much time in your head and alone with your thoughts in other aspects of your life, you may find it very powerful to have a partner that literally grounds you and brings you back to planet Earth by holding you in their arms. Again, after you’ve bent over backwards (pun intended) to please your partner, you, more than any other sign, except maybe Leo, really needs to be acknowledged and celebrated for your hard work. You don’t take kindly to being undervalued or under appreciated when it comes to your romantic relationships in this context.

Believe it or not, this placement can actually be quite kinky! Why? Because of the influence of Mercury again. As stated before, you want to learn your partner’s as well as you possibly can to make sure you are seen as perfect in their eyes– sooooo, that means you’ll have some exploring to do. Mercury is such a curious planet, that it may not be kinky for the sensual pleasures of it all, but it will be interested in testing out sex & kinks for “research purposes”. This can give you a sort of detached feeling when it comes to sex, which may or may not work in your favor– you’re able to disassociate in a way that makes sex almost an out of body experience…it may take you some time to actually feel pleasure from sex. You are so focused on the other and pleasing your partner, you can forget that sex is supposed to be a two way street! I just want to reiterate, that this placement is so mutable, that you may find yourself pretty ambivalent towards sex at different times in your life. You’re kind of like “eh”. But there is hope, when you find a partner that lights your fire– you will find yourself wanting sex like a child wants candy! There is plenty of potential here for a beautifully active and engaging sex life– it just may take more time to develop than others.

Learn your own kinks! Have fun! Explore the more sensual side of life for yourself!

Anyone who is able to win you over (which is NOT an easy feat by any means) will be able to revel in the fact that you are such a wonderful lover! But don’t forget, sex is not a test that you can get an A + in, it’s supposed to be the culmination and celebration of it all!

Mars in Leo or Mars in the 5th House

“She may be the queen of hearts, but I’m the queen of your body parts” - Cockiness, Rihanna

If you have Mars in Leo or Mars in the 5th House, you are Britney Spears, all eyes on me in the center of the ring just like a circus, bay-bee. You LOVE to put on a show. Your sexual language can make love-making a spectacle! You’re over the top, you’re loud, you roar. You LOVE LOVE LOVE the attention. So much so, you may not even need sex to fulfill that internal desire for you. Huh? What do I mean? I mean, you may be satisfied using your creative gifts for sexual gratification. Chances are with this placement, you are highly creative and charismatic. You find sensual pleasure in being able to share your creative gifts with other people. Haven’t you heard of entertainers saying they had so much fun on stage, it was orgasmic? That’s where you come in.

Ironically, I don’t naturally find this placement to be the most sexual. Don’t get me wrong, you are DOWN DIGGITY for a good time, but you really use sex as an ego booster. You may even be quite lazy in the bedroom. You could easily live by the code “my present is my presence” and be a dazzling pillow princess. This isn’t a bad thing, and it definitely doesn’t have to be the case all the time! When you’re turned on, you’re turned on, but when you’re just casually engaging in sex, or are in a long-term commitment, you may feel like sex is something that is owed to you. Not in a weird entitled way, but more like a Queen sitting on a chaise lounge being fed grapes– like, “duh, you should have sex with me, I’m beautiful”, type energy. This, if you haven’t been able to guess already, can lead to a selfish attitude in the love-making department. You must remember that sometimes, your partner wants to be catered to as well. That being said, you won’t shy away from Valentine’s Day. You are the type to go all out! You’ll put on the lingerie. You’ll lay out the rose petals on the bed. You’ll pay extra for that honeymoon suite. OR, you will expect your partner to do all of this without you asking. You treat holidays and sex as if it’s a royal affair.

Due to your standards being so high, I cannot express to you enough that you may really put all your sexual energy into your creative pursuits until you find a lover of high-value and high sex drive. You love and somewhat need to feel desired in order to break down your walls. You don’t play hard to get– you ARE hard to get, so this may leave you with extended periods of non-sexual activities. You are more than willing to give up sexual pleasure for your own personal pursuits– in fact, you are more likely to do that if you have specific career goals.

You may be a tad bit surprised at my interpretation of Mars in Leo, perhaps you were assuming it would be a bit spicier, but I challenge you to look at your ruler, the Sun (yes, the actual burning ball of fire in the sky) . Not literally…well, you can, but make sure you wear sun-glasses. But in all seriousness, the Sun shines alone. The Sun is too hot to let anything near it, and it carries such a gravitational pull, that things simply orbit around it, but can never get too close. With Mars in Leo/5th House, you may find yourself in this position when it comes to your sexual nature. You attract a lot of people towards you, but they are unable to get too close, for fear they will burn up in your presence. Or, you shine so bright, you are forced to do it alone. Being the Sun and the center of the Universe is a hard job, but ultimately an isolating job. Your being, your creative gifts, your star power and the way you shine can cast such a shadow on those who dare come near you. It really can be one of the most challenging placements because you probably won’t understand why people can’t/don’t come near you. Again, you’re just soooo great, people can have an overwhelming and unrealistic ideal of what it will take to make you happy. It’s a double-edged sword. On one hand, it’s flattering, but on the other hand, you can suffer from being put so high up on a pedal stool that you never asked for!

One tip for you, is to keep your hair beautiful and lushes! People will be attracted to your wild side and want to bring that out of you. You can either really love having your hair pulled or be turned off by it because you spend so much time making it look perfect. Either way, your hair may be an essential part of foreplay for you and something that suitors may find undeniably sexy.

As long as you are mindful to share the spotlight from time to time and not always prioritizing your needs & your desires, you can be a remarkably loyal partner. Fierce is the word that comes to mind and you can be very fierce in the bedroom. (When you want to be.) You can outshine any of the competition. Most people truly can’t hold a candle to you when it comes to how committed you are in an intimate relationship. You are proud and you protect those that are around you and that you deem worthy. You have a royal air that surrounds you and it loudly and proudly screams `bow down bitches' when it's time to get down and dirty!

Mars in Cancer or Mars in the 4th House

“Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain, you like your girls insane” Born to Die- Lana Del Rey

If you have Mars in Cancer or Mars in the 4th house, ironically, your sex language involves a knack of overwhelming emotional destruction. Dramatic, yes, yes, I know, but very true. Mars is VERY uncomfortable in the deep waters of Cancer/4H. Mars in the 4th House, in particular, is a naturally difficult placement because it sits in the House of happiness, as well as aspects the 7th House of partnership and the 11th House of friendship– making that native, uh, a little difficult to deal with. Why? Because your emotions can be so erratic and illogical, it can be difficult for people to understand what you want. Heck, you probably don’t understand what you want most of the time. I promise I’ll get to the good stuff, but keep in mind that this Mars placement is in detriment! (It’s exalted in Capricorn, the opposite sign.) So when it comes to your sexual language, you value such a deeply emotional commitment from your partner, you could constantly try to test them by pushing their emotional boundaries.

There is a mixture of pleasure and pain. You love an emotional outburst– this can be good and sexy, or bad and scary. Emotionally bonding make-up sex, is your cup of tea…ESPECIALLY if you are the one who caused the “break-up” in the first place. You truly enjoy engaging with your partner in a loving way, when you can, but because Mars is so unstable here, it can be hard for you to maintain emotional consistency within long-term relationships. You can find that your passions wax and wane for your partner. Sometimes, you just want to run into their arms and kiss them in the pouring rain, other times, you want them to LEAVE YOU DAFUQ ALONE. This can be quite jarring to your intimate partners, but also to yourself. I recommend embracing this quality and being as honest as possible! Instead of literally creating a sh*t storm in order to be left alone, just communicate to your partner that you need a little space from time to time. But also be willing to give your partner that same courtesy and grace if they ask for the same.

You can feel a need to wrap yourself up in your partner's desires. It may come from a genuine place, but because Mars is an aggressive planet, you may be quite aggressive in how you demonstrate your love to your partner because your deepest desire is to be able to emotionally control them. This can manifest in an extremely emotionally manipulative way through passive aggressiveness and just causing overall uneasiness within your dynamics and partnerships. One of the lovely sides about this particular placement, is when you mature, you can have an extremely high emotional I.Q. Because you are naturally very sensitive to your surroundings, you can literally sense the emotional and physical needs of your partner without them having to say a word. You can be so emotionally intune with your lovers, it can feel like telepathy if they need anything from you. You just know, y’know?

In the bedroom, you can go from one extreme to another. Sometimes you want to be dominant, and sometimes you want to be dominated. It is important for your lovers to be able to ride your waves and learn what is needed from them at any given moment. Again, Mars is all about conquest. So when Mars is in the 4H in particular, you want to be able to be the leader in your home, but you also want someone who can take the reins when necessary. Again, this can be a difficult balance to strike within your sexual relationships because people may not understand the method behind the madness, typically because there really isn’t a method…it’s just kind of madness AND THAT’S OKAY!

Because Mars is so uncomfortable here, it is imperative for you to be able to channel your energy in creative ways or you can fall victim to your own emotional tirades. You want a clear line of communication with anyone you are interested with and they absolutely need to have some emotional intelligence or else they will drown in your water. You don’t want to suffocate your lovers with so much emotional intensity, that you both are unable to remain somewhat grounded in the chaos. You of all people understand just how powerful emotions and sex can be together, so be careful to use it wisely!!! When done right, you can have anyone wrapped around your finger.

Mars in Gemini or Mars in the 3rd House

“Talk is cheap my darling, when you’re feeling right at home. I wanna make you move with confidence. I want to be with you alone” Talk is Cheap by Chet Faker

If you have Mars in Gemini or Mars in the 3rd House, then you are all about an intellectual connection when it comes to your sexual language. You want to catch viiibbbeezzz. You want to be razzle-dazzled with the lingo. You want someone hip, cool, in the know…because, well, you’re hip, cool & in the know, y’know? It’s only fitting that your partner be the same. You, of all placements, may truly crave “your other half”. And I know, I know, we live in a world now, where people are saying “you are a whole person and you’re looking for another whole person yadayadayada…”, but you’re a TWIN. You want to be able to connect with someone as if you share the same brain, the same thoughts, the same…everything. This isn’t to say that you’re not sexual…you just enjoy mental jousting for foreplay. Think of how beautiful the dance between two evenly matched fencing partners is– the ebb and flow of tension – playing both parts of the aggressor and the defender– gliding almost effortlessly with a weapon in hand. It’s like the tango…but with swords. That’s how you envision your love. Beautiful art, yet dangerous. You may not be the most sensual lover at first, but in time you will certainly warm up. Why? Because at the very least, you are a curious partner! You. Want. To. Explore. You may be the type of lover to want to try almost anything once. You want to be surprised. You don’t want your bedroom to be boring. You resent repetitiveness and you welcome new experiences. You may even fall into the “switch my wig, make ‘em feel like he cheating” category. You like to switch up your look, your style…sexual positions (lol). This can even translate into role play! (Especially teacher/student).

I cannot express to you enough how much learning from your partner turns you on. You love asking questions & consider getting to know someone a conquest. The more difficult the puzzle, the more you yearn to solve it and this type of stimulation oozes over into your sexual pleasure. You’re curious to know what your lover’s love. You can have an objective perception of sex, because you aren’t the most naturally emotional person, so you can look at the love making process as getting to know every nook and cranny of a partner’s body– learning what makes them tick & “ick”. You become more emotionally open with a partner, the more confident that you are that you know them. You like learning, but you don’t like unpleasant surprises. This may be counter intuitive, but I find that after you go through your “lemme try any & everything era”, you will genuinely enjoy one partner. It will make you feel secure and like you have that missing piece in life. You don’t come across as the most committal type, but when you do commit, you commit fr fr, you just need a certain level of freedom in life to continue to expand your horizons far past the mundane in life.

Another element you may add to your sexual reservoir is……drugs. “DON’T DO DRUGS, KIDS & STAY IN SCHOOL”...alright, there is my disclaimer. Now back to what I was saying, you may be curious to try mind-expanding drugs & smex. Because you can be so cerebral, drugs like ecstacy can help you actually feel your body. The tingle will start from your subconscious mind, and venture into your conscious body, possibly making love-making a more pleasurable experience. If this doesn’t interest you, don’t worry, no pressure! Just making a note that this placement is more likely to think outside of the box when it comes to making their sex lives thrilling and exciting! Not saying that vanilla sex is boring…just saying in general. You do you!

Overall, this is a curious placement. It’s a fun placement, but it can be an extremely flighty placement in the beginning. Don’t let your fear of getting stuck, stop you from finding a true partner that you can really see the world with. You can find that “other half”, that “twin soul” that really knows how to light a fire in you and warm your cold cold cold gemini heart. In your moments of passion, you will prefer to keep things fun and light. Only when someone truly captures your mind, can they capture your body and soul! SEXYYYYYY!!!!

Mars in Taurus or Mars in the 2nd House

“People stop to ask me, how do you please your man? Take it from the black sheep baby, any way I can. Sometimes it’s with fire and sometimes, with ice…Just don’t get it twisted, his body’s gunna pay the price.”

- Rock My Boy’s Body by Joseph Stephens

If you have Mars in Taurus or Mars in the 2nd House your sexual language is about sensuality, sexuality, & seduction. You believe in making love an all encompassing experience and you will stop at nothing to make sure your partners have an all exclusive pass to your BO-DAY. IF it is earned. Because Taurus is naturally slow moving energy, you may be slow to open up. As I’ve studied astrology for years now…I’ve come to realize that Taurus energy is just as private and cautious and it’s opposite sign, Scorpio. If you have this placement, you feel the need to study your lovers and you wait and wait and wait and wait and wait before you make your move. But if you are able to wrap them in your warm embrace…you won’t want to let go and they won’t want you to either.

Like Leo, when it comes to your sexual language, you believe in putting on a show. But your show is subtle, quaint and slow burning. You will have the candles burning, the scented lotion and fresh out the shower smell, you will have the most luxurious sheets on the most comfortable mattress. You don’t believe in cutting corners when it comes to your comfort and whoever is lucky enough to wind up in your bed, simply gets to enjoy how you live your life. I could bet you have an impeccable taste in music and truly know how to set the tone when it comes to seduction. As stated before, you are able to create a world of pure pleasure for those you love and make them spell-bound to you, because chances are, they haven’t been able to match with a sexual partner who cares so much about the details of ALL 6 senses. (I’m including intuition because, y’know, I’m a tarot and an astrology girlie.) For example, I dated this guy with heavy taurus placements a few years ago. I very much remember and very much miss this awesome TV room that he made for himself. Instead of having a regular degular couch, he had a couch that was also a bed. It wasn’t a couch that converted into a bed….it was just a couch that had a bed in it…and massive 70 inch television mounted on the wall. When I TELL you, I wanted to marry that man because….UGH!!! I was so comfortable! I could melt into the floor when I was with him. And I have YET to be with anyone who has a room set up quite like that. The feeling has stayed with me long after we have been together. THAT is what I mean by the power of Mars in Taurus. It lingers when you’re done!

On the other side, you of all signs, can be extremely jealous and possessive over your sexual partners. You DO NOT LIKE TO SHARE. AT. ALL. The 2nd House is all about owning and possessions and you may take this mindset with you into your romantic relationships. To the right person and in a healthy way, this can be enduring and make your partner feel safe and secure in your presence. In turn, you also want to know that your partner is crazy about you and cares deeply about your well-being. Again, in a healthy dynamic, a little jealousy and possessivness isn’t bad. It can show that someone does have an interest in you and takes pride in the fact that they are able to claim you as their own. This is just something to be mindful of in this placement, because if underdeveloped, it can lead to issues of selfishness & strong resistance to allow your partner’s freedom. Of course this can bleed over into the bedroom as well. You don’t want to get so focused on your own comfort that you end up putting your partner into a routine that they no longer enjoy. Your favorite position may not be their favorite positive. It can feel like eating lobster every single day. Like, yeah, Lobster is great day 1, maybe even day 2, but by day 5….yuck. Depending on other placements in your chart, you may attract partners who are very much like you, in the sense they prefer routine, OR you may attract partners who are so wild and out of the box, it forces you out of your comfort zone. All I can do is say embrace whatever floats your boat.

There is no doubt that you are one of the most sexual, sensual and passionate lovers of the zodiac. Your innate knowledge of pleasure makes you an expert in the bedroom and you can be hard to beat. Although it may take you a while to warm up, either physically or emotionally, you eventually show your partners that it is absolutely worth the wait! Because you tend to be safe and secure in yourself (the 2nd house rules self esteem) you share that safety and extend your protection to those you love the most. Your sexual language is unforgettable. You know how to love someone head to toe! WOOOOO!!!

Mars in Aries or Mars in the 1st House

“Dollhouse, dressed up, perfect messed up, Torture me to sleep, paint the air I breathe. Fishbowl, chokehold, dirty water, I’m cold. Dirty as can be, have your way with me.” Dollhouse (with Lily Rose Depp) by The Weeknd

If you have Mars in Aries or Mars in the 1st House, your sexual language is intense & powerful. You have a way of pulling people into your orbit just by being your unapologetic self! The force is with you! Best believe! And people feel it. You get what you want and you want what you get and you have a way of luring in your prospective sexual partner by projecting your lust onto them– so much so they feel it when they walk by you. Much like your sister, the Mars ruled Scorpio, there is a carnal desire that surrounds you. It’s magnetic. It’s magnificent. And it’s very fleeting.

When it comes to your bedroom pleasures, you can be a pioneer of the “Wham! Bam! Thank you ma’am or…sir” (not as cute of a rhyme) mindset. You may have a habit of treating your lovers like conquest– wanting to overpower them and wrap them up in your passionate fantasies. You deeply enjoy power play in your sex life. Yes, you could easily be the dominant one in your relationships, BUT you could also seek refuge in being submissive to your partner. How? I know it seems contradictory. But chances are, with this placement (unless it’s in a water sign in your first house) you are more than likely the boss and the leader in your everyday life…so when it comes to sex, you may want to just “relax” and let your partner do all the hard work for once. If that’s the case, you may be a bit of a brat in the bedroom because you still like to challenge your partner for shizz & giggles, but you are certainly fun and definitely unforgettable.

Your sex language is raw and real. You don’t like to hold back your passion and you appreciate a partner who can match your enthusiasm in the bedroom. You love the runner chaser dynamic, and again, you can easily play both parts. You are strong and competitive and don’t like to lose the interest of your lovers, even though you can get bored pretty easily. You may prefer quickies over long drawn up love sessions, but that doesn’t mean you don’t like to indulge your sinuses from time to time– you’re just not one of the most lovey dovey of the zodiac and prefer loud, wild, hot, steamy sex opposed to soft caresses and whispers of sweet nothings. You may also be a person who uses sexy time to advance a certain agenda. You could use sex as a tool of manipulation to get what you want. That may seem extreme, but think about a stripper using her sensuality as a means to make money so she can pay her way through law school. THAT’S what I mean. Because you may not be so shy about your sex appeal, if used correctly, it can be your weapon of choice when it comes to getting what you want from someone.

Passion matters to you more than most. You would prefer a risky lover than a predictable one. You also may be a fan of the ole’ break up to make-up trope. Make-up sex is always better. And you don’t mind starting a fight in the streets, simply to uh…you know…end it….in the sheets…..if you catch my drift. You aren’t one for subtleties. You are probably one of the most straightforward and upfront people in the world and you may play shy, but once you allow a person to get to know you, you don’t hold anything back. Because you are a cardinal energy, you always have a childlike flair to you! You keep things interesting and youthful. You’re not afraid to cross boundaries and push the limits of yourself & your partner in the midst of a sexual act. You really may think that sex is something that can be “won”. You want to be the best. You want to be the one that lovers can’t get enough of. You don’t appreciate being compared to others and honestly hear partners talking about their past as if it was some sort of challenge. You definitely have a jealous and possessive streak, but like I always say, when this is a healed energy it can be enduring to the right partner. As long as it’s not obsessive and unhealthy, you can provide comfort to your lovers that you are there for them and only them. You expect loyalty in return, of course, but you don’t mind protecting and defending what you see as your own. Your love is real. Your love is honest. Your love is young and wild and free!

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Kinktober Masterlist 2024

Welcome to Kinktober everyone! This is the list and descriptions of all the Halloween fics I have managed to write involving either Wanda, Nat and, in some chapters, even both of them :)

All chapters include 18+ smut and something relating to the spooky season so I hope you all enjoy.

Happy Halloween everyone! <3

All of these fics contain 18+ smut (so MDNI) and all have specific warnings/tags at the start of each so please read these carefully before reading. Some of these one shots contain dark themes so please consider the warnings/tags specified.

1) Madness -Admiring your girlfriend tied up, blindfolded and waiting eagerly for you to play with the new nipple clamps adorning her body, has only one thing filling your mind: how to drive her mad with your touch, how to engrave the feeling of your tantalising lips, teasing fingers and torturous tongue in her mind for weeks. (Dom Reader X Sub Wanda)

Madness G!P Reader Version

2) Pumpkin Carving: Carving a pumpkin with your girlfriend was supposed to be a fun and easy task, well, that was until you got distracted by the sight of her toned arms and her seductive hands, unable to stop your thoughts from remembering how her fingers felt deep inside you. (Dom Natasha X Sub Reader)

3) Trick Or Treat: Knocking on your neighbours door, you were hoping to receive a ‘treat’ from the older woman before her husband and children came back from their trick or treating trip. (Milf Wanda X Reader)

4) What’s Your Favourite Scary Movie?: Whilst on the phone to your girlfriend, the conversation starts off innocently with favourite horror films before escalating down a more sinful path. You tell her how you wish she could be here with you, unaware of the small camera she had hidden in your room, watching as she guides you slide your hands under your panties. (Dark Natasha X Reader)

5) The Devil Made Me Do It: After an unusual dream and the darkhold corrupting her mind, Wanda can’t help but look over at your form, soundly asleep, and wanting to make that dream a reality. (Dark Wanda X Reader)

6) I Promise I Won’t Bite: Ending up in the Maximoff-Romanoff Mansion, you can’t help but be nervous in the presence of both powerful women. Wanda assures you that you had nothing to fear, that she wouldn’t bite, but the same couldn’t be said for her wife, Natasha, who’s smirk showed off her subtle fangs, desire evident in her lustful gaze. (Vampire WandaNat X Reader)

7) One Day A Year: A girl can dress up like a total slut and no other girl can say anything about it. Whilst at a party with your two girlfriends, dressed up in your sinful costumes, the three of you find yourself on the sofa with a blanket over you laps, the two women intending to take advantage of the privacy and how drunk everyone else was, too distracted to notice how your cheeks flushed with arousal. (WandaNat X Reader)

I have not finished writing all of these so I’m not sure what the upload structure will be like. My plan is to post the first fic on Friday and hopefully write the rest of them so I have them all finished by Halloween! (If not I will still write them and just post them as soon as they’re written)

Let me know which chapters you’re most looking forward to! I hope you all enjoy <3

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frankenkyle19 · 25 days ago

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Corn-Maze Shenanigans

Happy Halloween! I literally have been working on this for two weeks and it’s still trash but I don’t care anymore, I’m absolutely exhausted. Hopefully it’s decent, sorry it’s rushed I wanted to get it done before Halloween was actually over and I work all day tomorrow and won’t have time to post it. Not at all proofread. Probably a lot of errors.

Word count: 5.5k

Description: Peter Maximoff and reader go to a fall/Halloween festival together on their day off. The corn maze was closed for the day but Peter comes up with a plan. They get up to no good in the corn maze. Smut. Smut. Smut. Enjoy! :)

The nostalgic feeling that fall brought on never ceased to amaze Peter.. Everything about it was magical. The weather, the activities and my god the smells. The smell of fall was something that Peter wished could be ingrained into his scent receptors. The spices, the chill in the air.. There was no debate, it was the best time of year hands down and he’d die on that hill.

He’d been dying to go to a pumpkin patch or a festival since the end of September but the X-men had been so busy with.. Well, helping keep people safe. Peter wished he could have called for some sort of time off or something because he felt as if he was watching everyone else around him enjoy activities that he obviously loved more.

Finally, fucking finally after what felt truly like years, you agreed to go with him to a nearby farm festival on a day the two of you weren’t busy. Peter swore he’d never been happier, practically bouncing up and down just thinking about it. He couldn’t wait to eat whatever fall snacks there were and play (and obviously win) all of the games.

And he wouldn’t lie, he was excited that he got to hang out with just you. Like.. Alone. Yeah he was super excited about that. Suddenly all the waiting seemed like it would pay off. Finally the universe was working in his favor!!

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The day of arrived and Peter quite literally couldn’t think about anything else. Couldn’t concentrate, could barely function. It was actually pretty bad but he ignored that fact in favor of imagining how much fun the two of you would have later.

He waited outside of your room, bouncing on the balls of his feet. He was wearing a brown striped knit sweater with big bubble sleeves that had him feeling like he was wrapped in a nice cozy blanket, the only time he’d be seen without his iconic silver jacket. It was supposed to be chilly tonight and he wanted to make sure he didn’t freeze to death. As much as he liked the cold weather he’d rather avoid hypothermia.

“Are ya almost done?” He asked, leaning his ear against the door to try and hear what you were doing inside. Nosy fucker. “We should probably get going soon so we’ve got plenty of time to look at everything before it gets dark!” He said, fidgeting with his fingers, brain moving a mile a minute.

“Almost done!” You called out, doing your finishing touches before you took a glance at yourself in the mirror, also wearing a sweater similar to Peter’s. Great minds think alike apparently.

Snatching up your bag and your car keys you did one last scan of your room to make sure you didn’t forget anything before you opened the door, eyes lighting up when you saw Peter in his oversized sweater.

“What took you so long? We’re in practically the same outfit, only difference is I took a minute to get ready and you took thirty,” He shook his head but followed after you as you began to walk down the hall.

“Well the difference, besides you having superspeed would be I just needed to do more. Makeup, hair.. Things that lots of people do before going out.”

“Pshhhh all that stuff’s unnecessary. You would have looked fine rolling out of bed, ‘kay?”

Peter said, but he wasn’t really listening, mind set on the future. Specifically about fifteen minutes in the future where he’d be stuffing his face with pumpkin flavored everything and picking out a pumpkin from the patch to bring home and carve.

The two of you reached the garage and made your way to your car, sliding in. Peter messed with the radio as you adjusted your seat and pulled out of your spot, leaving the garage. The crunch of gravel underneath your tires was music to Peter’s ears, just another reminder that the two of you were headed to what Peter would probably recall later on as being the best part of his year.

“You excited?” You asked, though you knew the answer. Everyone at the damn school knew the answer because he wouldn’t stop talking about it. Scott had seriously started to consider duct taping his mouth shut just to get a moment of silence.

“More excited than I’ve ever been in my whole life, I'm pretty sure, even made sure not to eat any twinkies today so I’d have enough room in my stomach to try everything. You know how difficult that was?”

A scoff left your lips as you shook your head. “You and your Twinkie obsession..”

“They’re arguably the best snake cake ever created, dude! Did you know originally it wasn’t vanilla filling? It was banana. I guess during the Second World War bananas weren’t being imported to the US anymore so they had to switch to vanilla cream.”

You’d never heard Peter so passionate about anything in his life, except maybe about his little tricks to get the highest scores in arcade games.

“You ever considered teaching history? History of American snack cakes,” you laughed which then caused Peter to laugh as well.

“Maybe I should ask Charles if that can be a course next semester. Who knows, maybe if I really show my knowledge he’ll say yes.” He drummed his hands against his legs, waiting in anticipation to arrive.

You and Peter kept short conversation as you drove until you turned down a long gravel road, approaching the farm. You felt Peter moving side to side next to you, trying to regulate his body before the two of you got out of the car.

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The farm finally came into view along with the sweet smell of caramel and pumpkin. You managed to find a parking spot fairly easily and before you’d even fully stopped the car Peter was scrambling out, looking towards the entrance of the farm, a huge child-like grin on his face.

You didn’t want to keep the poor man waiting any longer so you quickly turned the car off and stepped out, grabbing your bag and walking around to his side of the car.

“Ready?” You asked, breaking him out of his excited daze, to which he nodded eagerly and grabbed your hand while he walked towards the entrance as fast as he could without using his actual superspeed. The last thing the two of you needed was anyone recognizing him. Hopefully without his silver jacket or X-men suit it would be harder to identify him as the one and only Quicksilver.

“Born ready, baby.” He laughed softly as the two of you walked up to the ticket booth and Peter reached to pull his wallet out of his pocket. You stopped him, quickly grabbing your own and pulling out two five dollar bills, handing them over to the man in the ticket booth.

“Hey! I was gonna pay for that- I’m the one who dragged you here anyways- C’mon-“ Peter huffed out as the man stamped both of your hands with a little pumpkin stamp before waving you on your way so that he could attend to the next person in line.

“Too bad. I know how excited you’ve been for this and I wanted to do something nice. Sue me.” You grinned, taking Peter’s hand again as the two of you looked around. It was absolutely beautiful. Orange and yellow and red colors were splashed everywhere the eye could see. There were pumpkins, gourds and the smell of delicious foods that Peter couldn’t wait to devour.

“Where do you want to go first, Quickie? Lead the way.”

Peter didn’t need anymore convincing, looking towards the nearest vendor and making his way over. There were several signs above the tent which explained what was being sold there.

Fresh pumpkin pie, pumpkin donuts, pumpkin cookies.. Just about everything pumpkin flavored under the sun.

“What’re you gonna get?” You leaned closer to Peter while you spoke so that he could hear you better over the crowds of people chatting.

“Everything. Every. Single. Thing.” You would have called his bluff but you knew he wasn’t joking. Hell, you were talking to the man who averaged like.. Two boxes of twinkies a day. This would be easy for him.

Luckily the line went quickly and when it was Peter’s turn, the look of shock and horror on the person’s face who was taking his order was hilarious.

Peter managed to somehow carry everything stacked up in his arms over to a picnic table where he organized everything by what he wanted to try first or what he wanted to save for last.

He took a seat and you did as well, sitting next to him as he grabbed the first thing in front of him, a slice of pie and devoured it in three bites. His cheeks were stuffed and he looked at you with a dorky grin before he chewed and swallowed, letting out a pleased hum at the taste. Peter was an absolute foodie through and through.

He downed it all like he hadn’t eaten in days, stopping every now and then to offer you a bite of certain things you were eyeing. It was actually quite adorable. At one point he’d gotten some sort of frosting on his nose and you wiped it off with your thumb, laughing as Peter’s cheeks turned a dusty pink.

Peter took the last bite of the last dessert on the table before using his speed to clean up the trash and throw it away before rejoining you at the table. Usually you’d lecture him about using his powers in public but no one seemed to notice and if they did they were too busy to care.

“You full now?” You asked, laughing as Peter rubbed his stomach over his sweater.

“Nope. Not even a little.”

You rolled your eyes before standing up, glancing over to another stand where they were selling warm apple cider. Just the thought alone had you feeling all warm inside.

“Peter! Apple cider, come on!” You said before running off in the direction of the apple cider to which he quickly followed.

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With your hands wrapped around the warm cups of cider the two of you decided to do a little more exploring. People were beginning to leave little by little the later it got but the sun was still bright in the sky so the two of you had a while before it closed. You were thankful for it being less crowded though. You could finally hear yourself think!

Bringing the cup up to his lips, Peter sipped the spiced drink and you admired him for a moment. He looked so cozy and you knew he felt it as well. It was nice being able to get away from all the hustle and bustle of the school even if it was just for a little while. It was definitely needed. For the both of you.

Peter caught you staring and he raised a brow quizzically, wondering for a moment if he had leftover crumbs on his face or something. “What’re you staring at?” He asked, moving the cup away from his face.

“Nothing- no it’s nothing I was just.. I’m glad you dragged me along to this thing, Peter. I’m having a lot of fun.”

“And the days not even over yet! There’s still so much to do! I wanna go pick out a pumpkin to bring back with us! C’mon!”

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“What about this one?” Peter said, picking up a tiny, half broken pumpkin that looked like it was already beginning to rot.

“Ew, No! Just pick a normal one!”

The two of you had been going at this for close to fifteen minutes now. Peter was finding the ugliest pumpkins he possibly could before asking your opinion on them. The whole time you were just trying to find a cute one that called to you.

“Well I’m not normal so why would I pick a normal pumpkin? What defines normal anyways?” Peter said as he searched for another fucked up freak of nature pumpkin.

“You’re spending too much time talking to Charles. You’re starting to sound like him.”

“Oh am I now? Ello I’m Charles Xavier and this is my school for gifted children-“ Peter said in a very over the top posh English accent before he cut himself off with a laugh.

“Well he certainly doesn’t sound like that.. just find a pumpkin already!” You were between two choices. Two serious choices but Peter was just acting a fool. It was actually rather adorable. You were starting to find a lot of the things he did adorable.

“Okay okay bossy pants! Geesh.” Peter scoffed, glancing around the field once more. It was a big field with lots of pumpkins and the two of you wouldn’t be able to look through all of them so he just decided to look in the general vicinity for one.

Finally he found the perfect one. Well, his version of perfect because when you saw it you scoffed, facepalming as he held it up triumphantly as if it was his most prized possession.

The pumpkin itself was a dark orange, almost red and it was covered in bumps, making it look akin to a toad’s skin. That wasn’t even the worst of it though. Half of it was lopsided and looked like it’s growth had been stunted so it barely sat upright on its own without tipping over.

“You’re serious?” You asked, brow raised curiously as Peter rocked the pumpkin back and forth, cooing at it like it was a child.

“I am absolutely positive. Never been more sure in my life. Look at the little guy, it’s so cute. In.. it’s own way. Look- If I don’t take it no one will and then it’ll sit here in this field until it rots wondering why it wasn’t good enough to be chosen.”

“That was… weirdly deep. Okay okay whatever.”

You moved to step closer to Peter when you nearly tripped over a tiny pumpkin at your feet. It was perfectly round and orange except for one little part of it towards the top which was white. It looked like the only pumpkin in the whole patch that was multicolored and something drew you to it. You scooped it up off the ground and it was so small it fit in the palm of your hand. Stupid Peter, making you feel bad for damn pumpkins! They were pumpkins! It’s not like they had feelings. But you couldn’t resist this one because it was just so cute and unique.

“See? I told you. The normal ones are boring. Unique is where it’s attttt,” Peter winked. “Now, corn-maze?”

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“I’m sorry, the corn maze is closed for the night. Too many people end up stuck in there and we don’t want to have to search for them while it’s dark. sorry.” The man standing in front of the corn maze said, arms crossed over his broad chest.

You and Peter let out twin sighs of disappointment and you moved to walk away from the maze when Peter grabbed your hand and without another moment's notice he sped the two of you into the maze. So fast that the man hadn’t even realized what had happened.

“Peter!” You gasped, glancing around at the stalks of corn now surrounding the two of you. “What if we get lost like he says? We don’t have a map!”

“It’s no biggie, babe! I'm hella fast, if we can’t find our way out I’ll just zoom around until I find the exit. It’s no big deal-i-o.” Peter seemed very nonchalant about it all while you were a bit more worried.

Turns out you had reason to be worried because the two of you were lost within the first five minutes of entering the damn maze and neither of you had a map…

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“Come on babe, we could totally have some fun before they come and find us. The suns barely started setting yet we’ve still got a while. Promise I’ll make it worth itttt” Peter cooed into your ear as he trailed wet kisses down your neck before making his way back to your lips. Who knew being trapped in a corn maze could make someone so horny.

You tried to ignore him, really you did but it was practically impossible because as much as you hated to admit it you wanted him too. You’d always been curious about him and as annoying as it was, you were extremely sexually frustrated. Being cooped up in the school all hours of the day didn’t make it easy to get laid. It wasn’t like you could really bring dates back there either. Sneaking them in was rather easy but looking Charles in the eyes after was not. Because of course he always found out. He knew everything.

So, you kissed Peter back, letting his hands move up either side of your body, deft fingers feeling and squeezing until he got to your breasts. Ah yes, your breasts. Glorious glorious boobies. Peter loved them. He tried his best not to stare but hey! They were good tits!

His warm palms cupped your breasts over your sweater, giving a gentle squeeze as he kissed you deeper, practically devouring your mouth with his own. He was desperate, that much was obvious as he subtly began to grind his already raging hard-on against your thigh.

He wasn’t nearly as subtle as he hoped he was though because you felt him rutting against you but instead of pushing him away you pressed yourself further against him, applying more pressure to his throbbing cock. A little sigh of relief left his lips.

The two of you pulled away to breathe, your chest rising and falling heavily as you looked up at Peter, his silver hair already out of place and sticking to his forehead. He looked wrecked and you’d barely even begun. You were going to have so much fun with him.

Thankfully inside the corn maze there were several stumps that were placed around for people to sit on and take breaks, etc. they looked like the perfect place to sit Peter down right now and tease him till he was squirming and begging. He had absolutely no idea what he was in for but really it was his fault for initiating all of it in the first place.

Grabbing him by the front of his shirt you pulled him to one of the stumps, forcing him down onto it before you dropped to your knees in front of him. The dew on the grass seeped into the fabric of your pants and made you shiver but there were more important matters at hand, literally, as your hands reached for Peter’s belt before he quickly stopped you once his brain seemed to catch up, eyes wide.

“Woah woah woah what’re you doing?” He asked, holding your hands in his own much larger ones as he looked down at you, dark brown eyes blown wide, chest rising and falling heavily.

“I was just gonna- do you not want me to?” You asked, looking up at him with a puzzled expression on your face as you moved to pull away. Had this been too much? Was he just… All talk? Was he just joking and you’d actually made a fool of yourself? Oh god there were so many things it could be and now you were completely embarrassed-

“Wait!” He grabbed your arm, keeping you where you were as he continued to stare at you before he let his tongue sweep out to wet his pretty pink lips. “I- I’d love that I just didn’t want you to feel like you had to, y’know? Like I’d totally love it, bet it would feel fucking amazing I just didn’t know if like-“

You shushed him, pressing a finger up to his lips and he quickly paused, almost like he was under a spell. You were one hell of a witch then. Your other hand came to palm him over his jeans, feeling the heat of his erection through the fabric. He let out a shocked little gasp before squeezing his eyes shut, mouth slightly agape as a soft noise of pleasure left him.

“You want me to touch you, Peter?” You asked. You wanted a verbal response since he’d seemed initially so apprehensive of it even if he’d already given a reason as to why.

“I-Yeah. Yes please touch me please-“ if he was embarrassed about already begging he didn’t show it as he arched his hips up further into your touch, just trying to get more friction on his now nearly painful erection.

You didn’t need much more convincing after that, undoing Peter’s belt and pulling his zipper down before you reached into his boxers and pulled his length out. It stood at attention, long and throbbing and hard, a pretty bead of pre-cum on the tip. Mouth watering, you stroked over him a few times before you pressed a kiss to the head.

Peter was trying to maintain his composure, teeth sinking into his bottom lip in attempts to keep quiet as your warm, wet mouth toyed with the head of his cock. He was so outrageously sensitive that he was practically already squirming. Was he squirming away from the touch or into it? Even he didn’t know. All he knew was he never wanted this feeling to end.

Your tongue traced across the head of his dick, collecting the pre-cum there and letting it coat your taste buds, humming at the salty flavor that you’d been dying to taste for longer than you’d like to admit. Then you kissed down the side of his length, letting your lips memorize the feeling of the prominent veins that you found, committing it all to your memory. Hopefully this would become a common occurrence and you wouldn’t have to worry about remembering it.

Your hand continued to stroke the base of him and he seemed to just get impossibly harder the longer time went on.

Finally you took him fully into your mouth, lips tight around him as you slowly took him inch by inch. You were determined to take all of him but it would take a moment to work up to. You were a bit rusty.

Peter let out a quiet little cry as he tried his absolute hardest not to buck up into your mouth and choke you on his cock but it was getting harder by the minute to control himself. He gripped the sides of the stump he was sitting on, looking up at the sky which was starting to turn a beautiful orange as the sun began to set. He’d never realized how beautiful outdoor sex could be. Especially in a cornfield. Most people wouldn’t ever really think of that.

You bobbed your head slowly, letting your nostrils flare as you took him deeper, moving your hand away as you took him to the base, silver curls tickling your face before you pulled back, taking a sharp breath in. Your throat was already scratchy but you weren’t anywhere near done. You’d been waiting forever and a day to do this and you wanted to take your time and really savor him.

“Jesus Christ!” Peter shouted before he covered his mouth when you took him back into the warmth of your mouth without warning. This was how he was going to die, he was calling it right now. Peter Maximoff cause of death: Blowjob. That sounded about right.

Humming around him, you pressed your tongue on the underside of his cock, feeling him pulse inside of your mouth. It was something you could easily become addicted to, sucking him off like this. Your pants were soaked by now, not only from the wetness on the grass but also from your own wetness that seeped from your core into your panties.

Peter let his head drop back against his shoulders and he let out a groan, one of his hands shyly coming to rest on the crown of your head where he tangled his fingers into your hair, massaging your scalp. It felt nice and had your eyes slightly rolling back. Placing your palms on his thighs you began to bob your head faster over him, a lewd squelching sound coming from your throat as you tried to hold back a gag.

Peter began to tremble, his body just so subtly vibrating as he began to get close. He was honestly surprised he’d lasted as long as he did and stayed as quiet as he had. Peter was usually someone who never shut up a day in his life.

“I’m- oh Jesus baby girl I’m getting close! I’m close- wait- I-“ His words died in his throat as you focused your attention on the tip of his length, circling it with your tongue, all the while grinning wickedly up at Peter who was falling apart.

“I’m serious! So serious I’m going to come in like- five seconds tops and I really don’t want to come in your mouth baby-“ He was obviously trying to be a gentleman but you thought fuck that and held his hips down as you continued your ministrations.

Peter seemed to give up then, realizing that you didn’t care if he came in your mouth. That you in fact wanted it, and when he actually thought about how hot that was it was what caused him to tip over the edge, gasping out a moan as he spilled hotly into your mouth in thick spurts.

You sputtered a moment before recovering, pulling off of him so that you could swallow before wiping the remaining cum from the corners of your mouth off on your sweater which would obviously now need a good cleaning.

Peter finally managed to open his eyes and look down at you, still on the ground, lips red and swollen and eyes a bit teary from the intrusion in your throat.

Speaking of throat, it was scratchy and would likely be sore later but you counted it as a win considering what you’d just done. Blown Peter Maximoff.. Hell yeah you did.

You were ready to call it a day now and find a way out of this stupid maze but Peter seemed to have a different idea. His gaze seemed to narrow and he was staring at you almost like a lion stares at its prey right before it pounces. It was almost a comical analogy because really Peter was nothing like a lion but in the moment you couldn’t really think of anything else to compare him to.

Finally standing up you dusted your pants off, still wet and now cold as the sun began to lower even further. It was beginning to get dark out now and you were eager to leave. Your back was turned to Peter and you couldn’t see what he was doing or that he’d stood up from his spot on the stump. Didn’t realize anything until his firm arms were wrapped around your waist and his hot breath was against your ear once more.

“Peter!” You squealed, having not expected it. He’d initially startled you but you slowly began to melt into his inviting touch. There was something about him that just felt familiar and perfect and comforting.

“We really need to get outta here. Or start calling for help.. It'll be dark soon.” You said as Peter nuzzled his nose into the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply. Whatever perfume you wore he was absolutely obsessed with. Or maybe it was just you. Probably both.

“But I didn’t get to make you feel good yet. It’s only fair-“ Peter pouted, teeth grazing your earlobe. A shiver went down your spine as he ground himself against you and to your surprise he was already hard again. Speedster things you presumed.

“You’re absolutely insufferable.”

“And you love it. C’mon babe just a quick fuck! They don’t call me quickie for nothing, I’ll make it worth it I promiseeeee.”

Really you knew that you should have been the voice of reason between the two of you but he was making an amazing point, plus the way that his erection was pressed up against your lower back… yeah, fuck it. You were fucking him in this stupid corn maze.

You spun around in his arms, leaning up to press your lips against his. He let out a surprised little gasp before he grinned, kissing right back, intensely eager. His hands wrapped around you and his fingers trailed up the small of your back before he cupped the back of your head in his large palm, pulling you closer.

Peter’s other hand palmed at one of your breasts, kneading it gently as he pulled away from your lips to press teasing kisses along your jawline.

“Don’t leave any marks! Peter!” You chastised him, gently shoving at his shoulder before he pulled away. His brown eyes were so dark they were almost black and it made your stomach clench, arousal seeping into your underwear.

You walked him backwards back to the stump, forcing him to sit down once more as you pulled your pants and panties down to your ankles before you positioned yourself over his lap, eyes locked onto his.

“This okay?”

“So much more than fucking okay baby, c’mere, sit. It’s comfortable I promise.” Peter was able to hold a straight face for about five seconds after the words had left his lips before he was covering his mouth and laughing into his palm before shaking his head.

“That was extremely cheesy wasn’t it?”

“Yeah. Good thing I still like you.” You leaned down to whisper in his ear before you were lowering yourself onto his length oh so slowly, teasing him just a bit. Unfortunately you didn’t have time to tease him the way you wanted because the two of you really did need to get a move on, but there would be more time for that later.

You sat firmly on his lap, his dick jammed up very far inside you. So far it almost hurt. It had been a long while so it would take a minute to adjust. By the looks of it Peter would be a moment to adjust as well so he didn’t come in the first three movements of your hips.

“How’s that feeling?” You asked him, grinding down against him, hips moving in little circles as he twitched inside to you.

His hands were at your hips, kneading and grabbing at the flesh as he let out a heavy breath. “Good- so good- so much better than good.. Perfect-“ He whined, lifting his hips up just a bit to fuck up into you.

At a different time and place the two of you might have taken this all slower. Really took your time to explore each other but in a corn maze with the sun setting was not the place for that. Plus it was getting pretty chilly.

Slowly, once you’d adjusted to his size, you began to pull up and off of him before plunging yourself down again with a shaky moan, gripping onto his shoulders like they were your lifeline.

If you hadn’t grabbed onto them you’d have possibly fallen off of Peter’s lap entirely with the way he bucked up into you with newfound excitement.

“That’s so fucking good, baby- It’s actually insane… Why haven’t we done this sooner?”

“I dunno Peter, maybe because you’re an idiot who never made a move on me.”

Peter let out a breathless laugh before he tossed his head back as you clenched around him, squeezing him in the most wonderful feeling of warm, hot velvet. It was heaven.

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“I cannot believe we actually did that!” A hushed laugh came from your lips as you leaned into Peter’s side, the two of you snuggled up into bed, comfy under the covers. You were trying to be quiet and mindful of the others in the mansion that were probably long asleep by now.

Peter leaned forward and tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear, grinning stupidly. “Right? It was the second best thing that happened to me today.”

“Second?!” You shrieked, shoving his shoulder playfully. “Well what was first?”

“Baby I feel like you don’t know me all that well if you don’t already know I’d say the food. Of course food is always number one for me! Sorry not sorry.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes. “Alright whatever, you’re ridiculous. We should probably head to bed. I’ve got to be up early tomorrow.”

“So I can stay?” Peter asked, looking like a child who’d been told they could stay for the sleepover they’d begged to go to.

“Yes Peter. You can stay. Of course you can.” You said, scooting closer to him and snuggling into his chest, letting out a quiet sigh.

There was silence for several moments and for a second you began to assume that Peter had fallen asleep.. That was fast.. But then he started talking again.

“Happy Halloween. Thank you for going with me. I had a lot of fun.”

“Happy Halloween, Peter.”

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Halloween pranks - S. Jarvis

Summary: helping Seth Jarvis pull off a jump scare prank on the team was worth more than you could ever imagine.

The first of my Autumn & Halloween blurbs! There was no-one else I wanted to write this one for either – Jarvy was perfect. Inspired by the Justin Williams scare prank of 2018.

Word Count: 1.1k words

Tagging: @starshine-hockey-girl, @misshoneyimhome, @lam-ila, @kurlyteuvo, @tonyspep

@cixrosie

“Are the cameras all set up?”

“Yes Jarvy.”

“And no-one’s let anything slip?”

“No Jarvy.”

“This isn’t going to be a stupid failure?”

You smiled fondly at the man standing next to you, and shook your head. “No, it’s going to go well, I promise.”

“Are you sure?”

The hesitance in his voice made you look at him properly, and your heart broke a little at the uncertainty in his face. It felt so unnatural on someone like Seth, who was usually so full of confidence and charisma, and the last thing you wanted was for him to feel this way when he’d put in so much effort.

Right at the beginning of the season, on media day, Seth had asked the social media team if he could do a jump scare prank on the team for Halloween. As the new intern, it had fallen to you to help him plan and co-ordinate, and you’d felt yourself growing inexplicably fond of the cheerful ball of energy. Today was going to be a hit, not just for the team but also for your place on it, but the most important thing was that Seth had fun. That’s all your truly wanted.

So for him to be doubting himself like this? You couldn’t stand it.

“I feel it in my bones, Jarvy. Really. This is going to be so much fun,” you said, as reassuring as you could.

He let out a shaky breath but nodded, your words seeming to steel him.

“Yeah, you’re right. We’ve put in way too much hard work planning this for it not to go well. Right? Yeah, it will. I can’t wait to see the guys’ faces.”

“That’s the spirit,” you grinned.

The way he grinned back at you made your stomach fill with traitorous butterflies, and it was all you could do to look away to compose yourself. You missed the way he grinned widened ever so slightly.

“Heads up, Aho and Teräväinen have just pulled in!”

Oh damn, go time.

“Ready?” you asked.

“Let’s do this,” Seth nodded, eyes glittering with mischief.

You walked over to your hiding spot behind a 7ft banner tucked into a corner, ipad open to the feeds from all the cameras you’d set up and clicked record. Seth looked over to you for confirmation and you gave him an enthusiastic thumbs up. He just cackled and picked up the rubber clown mask he’d chosen to wear, pulling it over his head, and grabbed the fake chainsaw he’d somehow procured, and carefully climbed into the laundry basket you’d placed in the players entrance lobby.

The cameras would capture three different angles, and you could only hope for the golden content that this would hopefully produce for your first big assignment on the team. You tried to control your smile at the sound of footsteps, taking a quick glance down at the ipad for confirmation before looking back up properly to watch the prank unfold.

It was go time.

Sebastian and Teuvo came strolling in, calm as anything, and it wasn’t until they were right next to the laundry basket that Seth jumped up with an unholy roar, waving the plastic chainsaw in the air. Both of his teammates shrieked louder than you ever thought possible, Seth immediately cracking up and leaning backwards against the wall.

“You’re a dead man Jarvy!”

Of course they knew it was him. Who else would it be?

“That was so good right? Did we get everything?”

You popped your head out from behind the banner hiding you, waving at Sebastian and Teuvo, who just groaned as you nodded enthusiastically.

“Yeah it was perfect, Jarvy. You were great.”

“Fuck yeah!”

You just giggled as his enthusiasm, glancing down at your ipad to wait for more cars to pull in.

KK and Neci were next – both Jesperi and Martin jumped, Martin almost losing his coffee and Jesperi dropping his phone.

After that came Svech and Pyotr – Andrei shouted and stumbled right into Pyotr, nearly knocking him over, a chorus of curse words coming from both of them.

Staalsy was next – you almost felt bad when Jordan tripped over his own feet and had to brace himself on the wall, but Seth’s delighted laughter was worth it.

Finally, with just enough time before Seth needed to head to practice himself, Freddie walked in. And as Seth jumped up with the loudest roar of all, the goalie didn’t even flinch. He just kept walking in a straight line past Seth like he wasn’t even there, making Seth burst out in laughter as he took his mask off.

“Goalies, man. Can’t get them all,” he grinned.

What a perfect ending. You stopped the recording on your ipad, making sure the video files were stored, before walking out from your hiding place. The grin on Seth’s face was worth the ache in your feet from standing still in one spot for so long, and he eagerly jogged over to your side.

“That was so much fun! Thank you!”

He threw his arms around you in a hug before you could respond, making you squeal with laughter as he spun you round in a circle.

“You’re welcome, you mad man,” you giggled when he set you back on your feet.

“How long will it take you to edit all the footage, do you think?” he asked, grinning.

“Hm, maybe a week? And then I have to get my boss to approve it all, make sure I’ve got all the stuff in it that I need to, including that little intro clip we filmed the other day, and then it’s just got to wait until Halloween week to go out on socials,” you explained.

“Can you send me the links as soon as they go out?”

“What?”

“Like, if I give you my phone number, can you send them to me?” he asked hopefully.

He wanted your phone number?

No, it was for work, purely professional.

“Of course, here, let me…”

You dug your phone out of your back pocket and opened up the new contact page, passing it over to Seth. He quickly typed in his number before handing the phone back, and you couldn’t help but smile at the hockey stick emoji and clown emoji he put next to his name. As if you wouldn’t know who he was in your phone.

“And, you know, if you have anything else you need my help with then you can text me too. For socials,” he said, rushing the last two words.

There was a shyness in his tone that took you by surprise.

Oh.

“If you have any other ideas you want to run past me, then you can text me too. You know, for socials,” you said, smiling innocently.

He looked a little stunned for a second before his hopeful smile slid into something a little sharper.

“I’m sure I can work something out.”

Be still your beating heart.

“Talk to you later?” you grinned.

“Count on it.”

#my writing #lauren's autumn and halloween blurbs #seth jarvis imagine #seth jarvis x reader #seth jarvis fic #seth jarvis fanfic #nhl fic #nhl imagine #hockey fic #hockey imagine

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soxcietyy · 1 year ago

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Ghost Face

Yuta Okkotsu x fem reader

18+ minors dni

Description: You decide to watch a horror movie without Yuta being home. Though things go completely wrong. (Not good with descriptions)

You sigh heavy as you hear Yuta telling you over the phone that he won’t be able to make it to your house for Halloween.

"The guys want to go around and scare kids tonight and apparently they need me to drive them around. Plus you wernt even planning on celebrating today, your in a bathtub and had plans to sleep while kids bang on your door." Yuta said.

He wasn’t wrong but he did need to know that. You couldn’t believe that he ditched you for his friends. "Obviously I was going to do something, I was planning on watching a horror movie with you but since your so busy I guess I’ll do it myself."

"Don’t be like that, I promise I’ll make it home before midnight." He said as if that was going to make things better.

"Right"

"Common y/n you know I can’t leave the guys alone, don’t tell me your scared." He said the last part in an amused tone.

"Of course not, have fun Yu." You said before hanging up.

The sweet smell of your cinnamon and apple body wash filled the bathroom. Your body was completely covered in bubbles that filled the tub. The candles lit the place up dimly creating a cozy environment. You could doze off to sleep if you really wanted to but knowing your boyfriend wasn’t going to be here stopped you from it. Yuta was a people pleaser and since he didn’t go out with his friends much he sometimes prioritized them more than you. Not that you were jealous or anything but being alone on Halloween didn’t feel right. You couldn’t even call a friend over because they all had plans tonight. Hopefully tonight would go by like a breeze.

Stepping out you grab the towel and proceeded to dry yourself up. The quiet ringing filled your ears making you feel uneasy. Should it be this quiet on a Halloween night? Peering out the window the see the sun setting. Young kids ran door to door for candy that will be giving them a stomach ache if they ate too much of it. Blowing out every candle in the room somehow gave you an idea. You were going to make him feel bad for leaving you alone tonight.

Walking into your closet you looking through your selection of pajamas. You could go on theme or you could go for something he would want. You knew the perfect one, you pick out a silky black night gown. As basic as it was you knew this was Yutas favorite thing to see you in. This would surely make him run back home like a dog. You did your makeup as natural as you can, brush your hair and slip some sock on before going down stairs.

Digging in your pantry you find orange sugar cookies, Halloween candy, and other spooky things that would have him drooling over the phone. You place them in a tray neatly and bring them into the living room. You set the goods on the coffee table with a cup of Yutas favorite hot chocolate. You couldn’t help but giggle to yourself knowing how he would react when he came back home.

He would have a pouty face and drag his feet towards you. Being the clingy boyfriend he is he would wrap his big arms behind you and rest his head on the crook of your neck. Trying to convince you to have another scary movie night nonverbally. Yuta tends to not really say what he wants but would hint on it with his actions. You had to admit it was cute.

Jumping on the couch you cover your legs with a brown blanket that had silly ghost’s on it. The last thing you needed to make this perfect was putting on the movie obviously. Scrolling through the selection on your smart tv had you decided to watch a classic. That being the move "Scream". Being honest you wernt that great with horror movies, especially when watching them alone. Yuta would hold your hands knowing well that you would have them covering your eyes for half the movie.

Grabbing your phone you quickly snap a picture of you, the tv, the treats and the mug of hot chocolate. You wondered how long it would take him to respond. You send the picture and throw your phone on the other side of the couch. The second your click play on the movie a loud ding echos. You jolt from how loud it was and groan loudly as you pinch the bridge of your nose. If he was here he would of definitely be laughing his ass off.

Picking up your phone you look at the message to see his response.

Yuta <3: Your evil :( your going to regret doing that without me.

You let out a chuckle as you take a bite of a sugar cookie. Turning your attention to the window you see that it has gotten dark quick. Looking back at your phone you see that it was 10pm already. Maybe tonight was going to go by fast.

Forcing yourself to watch the whole move through was hard. You were tempted on changing it to something more cheerful. Something that wouldn’t have you paranoid at all.

When the movie finished you didn’t know if it was good or bad because you covered your eyes for the gory parts. You just couldn’t bring yourself to look at the tv. You really wanted to be brave and it through the whole movie without hiding away but you couldn’t. You weren’t made for this type of stuff. Maybe you should watch a cartoon to lift up your mood. Looking down at your mug you see that you needed a refill. Slipping out of the blanket you made your way to the hot chocolate machine and pour some milk in. Yuta would be home in a few minutes so that meant you had to clean up soon.

As you wait for the machine to warm up the milk and chocolate your phone begins to ring again making your heart jump out of your chest.

"For the love of god" you sigh as you snatch your phone from the counter and answer it.

"Hello?" You say not even bothering to see who called

"Hey darling how is it going?"

You pause and look to see that it has no caller ID.

"Who is this?"

"Does that really matter?"

"Yes it doe-"

"What are you doing?" He cuts you off

You hesitate before answering, it was probably some teens prank calling. Maybe you should humor them and go along with it.

"Making hot chocolate." You say as your pour the hot liquid in your mug.

"Isn’t that a Christmas thing?" He asks.

"Yea Im more of a Christmas girly but I’m about to watch a movie. Nothing goes better to watch a movie than hot coco on a cold Halloween night."

"Let me guess, a scary movie"

"Maybe, why do I need to tell someone who doesn’t want to identify themselves?"

"Do you like scary movies?"

You roll your eyes seeing he was ignoring that questions.

"Not really but I’m always up for anything depending on the mood."

"Do you have a boyfriend?" He asks.

"Yes I do kiddo, how even old are you to be asking me that? You don’t even know my age." You laugh as you set the mug down on the table.

"You look around my age."

You pause to process what he said. How would he know how you look…? Darting your eyes to each window made heart heart race. Scared to know if the next one would have someone standing in front of it. You look at the tv and then suddenly remember this scenario happened in the movie you just watched.

"Hahaha very funny asshole, how about you get a life and don’t ever call me again." You hang up and sit on the couch. Teens now clearly had a different sense of humor from back then.

You felt very uneasy after what just happened so you put on a cartoon. Things like this shouldn’t get to you. It was just a dumb little joke they where playing. Grabbing your cup you take a big sip of the warm drink and sink into the couch. Everything is going to be fine. Maybe you needed to rest, going to bed sounded great right now. Standing up you go around the house making sure the doors were locked and the curtains where closed. It wasn’t until you reached the last window where you noticed something strange. Looking out you saw something looking right at you. They sat on one of your lawn chairs as they faced your window. It was a person wearing a ghost mask.

You shut the curtains and make a run for it upstairs, stupid stupid teens playing pranks and stupid you for letting them work on you. You slam your door closed and quickly dig in your pocket. You were absolutely going to call the cop on that asshole. Digging your hand in your pocket caused you to gasp seeing you left your phone down stairs.

"Fuck, how am I so stupid” you mumble to yourself.

You sat in the corner contemplating on what to do next. You could open the window and start screaming. Maybe wait for Yuta to get home so he can scare them off. Or lastly grab your phone from down stairs. As bad as the last one sounded it was the most logical and fast option. Thinking about it the person was outside and had no way of getting inside. You were safe inside here so getting it shouldn’t be no big deal. Opening the door you peek down the hall and slowly make your way down. You vision began going in and out from the stress pooling in your head. You doubted you could reach your phone on time before something bad happened. On the last step you look into the living room, looking for your phone you spot it on the coffee table. Making another run for it you snatch it and unlock it with your shaking hands. You couldn’t believe that you actually did it. Before you could press any number you feel a presence behind you. Slowly turning around you see him standing there. The man with the stupid ghost face mask.

You let out a scream as he grabs your arms throwing your phone across the room. The both of you start wrestling causing you both to fall too the ground.

"Get the hell off of me!" You yell as your attempts became weaker. He held your arms over your head and brought his face closer to yours.

You let out a shaky breath as you felt him wrap his hand over your neck. Closing your eyes you began to pray. This was how you were going to go out, being chocked to death. Yuta would come home to your lifeless body. Just because you couldn’t defend yourself from an intruder That’s when you heard a soft cling above you. Opening your eyes you see a necklace with a ring on it over you.

Necklace+ring=Yuta.

"Yuta, you asshole. You scared the living hell out of me." You say breathing heavily with your chest rising up and down. That’s when you felt something hard in between your legs. Of course he had to get a hard on right now.

You watched as he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. Pulling them down to reveal his length. You could tell he’d been thinking about doing this for a while seeing how his tip was leaking.

"Did I scary you that bad?" He asks, still not taking the mask off.

"Yea you made me scream" you lay under him trying to read him by his eyes only. As the both of you watch your breaths you began rubbing yourself against his shaft.

He let out a groan as you moved. "Fuck" he exhaled. "I think I can make you scream louder though"

He gripped your neck harder but not enough to completely cut your air flow. His other hand slipping under your silky gown. You could feel as his fingers intertwined with the string of your panties giving it a hard tug down. Taking them off of you he brought you closer to him so you could sit up. Doing so you felt how he directed you to turn around on all fours, making you look at yourself in the living room mirror. Looking in it you could see how he props himself up.

The mask still being fully on him made you excited. This was something new to the both of you. The way he was handling you, talking to you, and exhaling made you so desperate for him to enter you. You watched as he leaned over your back and forced you to look at him through the mirror.

"What did we learn today?" He asks.

"No movie night without you?" You say not breaking eye contact with the black holes that looked at you through the ghost mask.

"No darling” he grabs a fist full of your hair. "Never answer the phone to strangers, especially on a Halloween night." He said as he slammed right into to you.

You let out a cry as he rammed into you forcefully. Tears collecting in the corner of your eyes. He didn’t bother stretching you out nor warning you. He then proceeded to slam into you repeatedly. You could hear him panting in the back. How he gripped your hips and hair. How his balls smacked against your cunt. How you slowly began to forget how to think straight. All you could feel was the amazing pleasure. How he was using you however he wanted. His member reached places only his could touch. It wasn’t girthy but it was surely long.

He rolled his hips trying to find your g-spot. Still pulling your hair back all the way so he could see your face once he found what he was looking for. He mumbled under his breath saying how good you feel. How tight and right you were for him. How you were such a dumb girl for going down stairs to get your phone. Now having to suffers the consequences of a murdered fucking the hell out of you.

In the mirror you saw how he took his mask off. You could see his damped face and the sweat that rolled down his face from wearing the mask. He ran his fingers through his hair as he still kept it moving. He still wore the pants and black hoodie he left with. You couldn’t help but stare at him as he looked at you with a small smirk.

"Hope you like what you see," he says as he continued ramming into you. Your arms began to shake not being able to hold yourself up for any longer. You collapse like a baby deer In front of him. That putting no stop to what he was doing. Splitting your hair into two sections he held each with his hands. You felt close to orgasm as he abused your cunt. You claw at the carpet as your mind started to go completely blank. All you could find yourself doing was moaning his name out and feeling the pleasure.

Suddenly you hit you climax making you scream his name for him to stop. To let you cum all over his member. With a final slam he lets go of your hair causing you to collapse as you rode your orgasm.

"Let’s do that again." He said with a grin.

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islandtarochips · 19 days ago

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Farmer!Ghost x Female!Reader

Arhtur's Note: I apologize for taking so long to post this everyone. It takes a while for me to find a good story to it and I was busy helping out with my family and work. So I hope this is worth the wait. Let me know if I miss anything or which part that doesn't make sense and I'll re-edit quickly! Thank you so much for your patience! And also, I have added the names of you guys having two friends. Just in case you get mixed if you thought they were part of the COD universe. Thank you! And enjoy!

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Halloween is tonight and everyone in town is busy preparing for this fun event. The mayor in town had already planned on making the best Halloween Festival YET!

There will be some foods, drinks, games, fun rides-

EVERYTHING that is on the list. And you were quite excited!

You even volunteered to help out with the food vendor. Along with your friends as well.

You were in charge of the food as you made sure that the orders will be delivered on that exact date in time. And you also offered your own cooking and baking for the little kids. The leaders of the committees agreed to it and will send someone to deliver EVERYTHING that you needed for the food preparation.

Which you don’t mind. So you and your friends are at the big hall, in the kitchen, busy cooking.

“This is SO exciting!” One of your friends said in a chirpy tone while putting the pans of cupcakes and a pan of cake into the oven. “This will be the BEST festival yet!”

The other friend of yours nodded as she agreed. “Yeah! And hopefully it’ll be better than LAST year.”

You just smiled at your two friends, who are named Rebecca and Sally, talking about the festival. You started to cook some nice meals for the special events before giving a taste test.

“Hey, what are you gonna wear for Halloween? I’m going to be that sexy vampire!”

“Mine is just being a witch. I’m also bringing that big cauldron for apple bobbing!”

You gave them a smile before hearing them asking you what you’re going to wear. You shook your head as you went back to cooking. “I don’t have anything to wear for the festival. Just casual clothes.”

“WHAT?!?” The two friends of yours had made that horror expression as if they received the news of someone DYING.

Rebecca had started to walk over to you as she stood next to you. “What do you mean you have nothing to wear for the festival? Come on! It’ll be so cool and cute of you wearing SOMETHING!”

You just shrugged at them. “I wanted to. Really. But to tell you the truth. I didn’t have time to look for one. I was SO busy getting everything ready before tonight. So for this year only, I’m not gonna wear anything.”

The two best friends looked at each other before looking back at you with an unsatisfying look.

Sally had walked up towards you before gently taking your cooking ware away from your hands. Which you looked at her with a confusing look.

“Girl! You can’t just leave us hanging with the costume! We’ll help you to get one!”

The other one nodded with agreement as she smiled at you. “Yeah! You can worry about the food while the two of us find you a GOOD looking outfit!”

You shook your head as a small smile appeared on your lips. “No no no. It’s okay. I’ll just pass this year. Promise. I know how much you girls wanted all of us three dressing up! But please understand that I’ve been busy preparing all of this.”

The two girls pouted but sigh in defeat when you bring up your reason.

Rebecca shrugged a bit. “Fine. But NEXT year, if you’re busy then let us know. We can help you pick your outfit!”

Sally nodded in agreement. “Yes! Promise us that!”

You just giggled but agreed with the girls. “Promise!”

While the three of you continued cooking and baking, you heard a knock from the entrance in the front door.

“Special delivery!” A heavy Scottish accent called out through the door.

You walked over to open it and saw it was a young man. He seems to look like in his late 20s and has a mohawk on his head. Wait, a mohawk?

“Good day to ye, lass! Here to drop off these boxes of flour, butter, some seasoning and some fruits? Are you the one who orderit?” He asked with a genuine smile as you smiled back at him.

You nodded in response before stepping aside. “Yes! You can go ahead, bring it in and head to the back. The kitchen is right in there.”

He nodded before walking in. And then you saw someone else followed behind him with another box in hand. Another young man who has a cap on his head with a UK flag on it. He also looks like in his late 20s. The man gave his charming smile to you as he nodded in greetings.

“Ma’am.”

You smiled and nodded back before watching him following the man who was in front.

And then to your surprise, you saw another man. A man who is taller than the first two that came in. A brown short hair, with brown eyes and is also wearing a black mask covering his mouth and nose. He looked down on you, seeing you with quite a surprising look.

“Madame.” His deep British accent had softly gone through your ears. As you weren’t expecting to hear that kind of tone.

You slowly nodded at him and watched him pass by as he followed the other two into the kitchen. You quickly follow as well before peeking inside to see your two best friends are talking with the two boys. It seems like that man with a mohawk was flirting with Sally while the man in the cap was just talking with Rebecca.

You just smiled a bit to see them getting along so quickly. So you stepped inside as you saw the tall man putting the boxes down on the floor. You were staring at him for a bit as you took a good look at him.

He stood up and looked at his buddies as he started to tell them to stop flirting.

You smiled a bit to see the two boys were just being embarrassed of how that dark brown hair man was calling them off. Before you noticed him looking in your way.

“Sorry ‘bout those two. They can be VERY addicted to seeing pretty ladies. Mostly my very dumb friend named Johnny over there.” He said as he pointed at the guy with a mohawk behind him.

You giggled to hear the mohawk man calling out to him.

“OI! I am NOT dumb!”

“You are. With your LAME pick up line.”

“Like you can do any better, Si?”

“I can do 10 times BETTER than your corny ass line.”

You couldn’t help but giggle so much and even your two friends also started giggling and laughing with you. While the man with the cap just sighs and shakes his head before walking over to stop the two.

“Hey hey hey! Not in front of the ladies. That’s a very bad first impression AND bad luck, you know?” He turned to face you and your friends as he started to rub behind his head. “Apologies ladies, we’ll be heading out now.”

Rebecca looked saddened all of a sudden when he said that. “Aaaaw…already?”

He smiled a bit at her and nodded. “Yeah. We still got more deliveries to take care of.”

The two girls looked sad to hear that they’re going to leave. Until that man named Johnny had an idea.

“Hey! I know that we just met. But the boys and I are free tonight. Do you want to join us?”

You glanced to see the girls were looking excited as you smiled a bit. So you looked at him and shook your head. “Sorry. I’m a bit busy tonight since I’ll be serving the food.” Then you started to walk towards your girlfriends as you placed both of your arms around their shoulders each. “Buuuuuuuut my friends are available tonight. Right girls?”

The two ladies looked at you in shock as you had lost your MIND.

“Uuuh…WHAT are you doing?” Sally whispers to you.

“Yeah, don’t you need our help? There will be LOTS of people coming to your booth.” Rebecca also whispered to you as she agreed with her friend.

Which she is not wrong. Yes, there will be BUNCH of people coming over for food but you handle this before. You're sure that you’re okay with this and it is fine for your two friends to have some fun!

So you started to whisper to them back. “Don’t worry! I got this! You two can go ahead and CHARM your way with these boys while I’ll handle the booth.” You gave them a reassuring smile and a wink. “I’ll be fine. Promise.”

The two girls looked at each other again but with more worried looks on their faces. As they could see your warm smile, telling them that it’s alright, they finally gave in and turned to look at the boys.

“Yeah! We’re available!” Sally said as she smiled at Johnny.

The mohawk man smiled at her with glee. “Awesome! We’ll see you tonight at…?”

You raised your hand a bit. “Our booth will be next to the Ferris Wheel! You’ll meet them there!”

The man with the cap nodded and smiled at them. “Alright then, we’ll be there and…are you sure you don’t want to come?” He asked you as you can see that he’s feeling a bit bad.

You nodded as you gave him a thumbs up. “Sure I’m sure! Someone HAS to take care of the food booth!”

He smiled a bit as he nodded and tipped his cap. “Alright then and also, I apologize for not introducing ourselves. I’m Kyle. Kyle Garrick. But most of them call me Gaz.” Then he put his arm around his friend’s shoulders before patting his chest. “This is John MacTavish.”

He nodded at you and the girls. “You can call me, Soap.”

Sally snickered when she heard that name. “Soap? Why do they call you that?”

“Aye, cause I cleaned up nicely.” He said with a wink.

“Not with your room you’re not.” The tall man with the mask had said while rolling his eyes.

“OI! WHY DO YOU ALWAYS CRITICIZE ME WHENEVER I TRY TO TALK TO A LASS?!?”

“Just trying to save her from going out with a dumb Scots like you.”

“WHO ARE YOU CALLING DUMB?!?”

Everyone started to laugh before settling down as the girls introduced themselves to them before exchanging phone numbers with the two boys. But your eyes had caught onto the tall man who was just looking at the four.

You slowly crossed your arms while rocking back and forth a little on your feet. Before looking at him. “So um…what’s YOUR name?”

He glanced down at you. Looking at you for a good minute before he looked back at his friends and yours. “Simon. Simon Riley.”

“Are you also dressing up for tonight?”

He shook his head. “Not into these Halloween things. Just want to walk around the festival. So I don’t think I’ll be going with those guys. Might make me a 5th wheel with them.” You giggled at that last response. “Ah. I see. Well, if you want. You can hang out with me at the food booth if you’re not going with them. Buuuuut I might be busy.”

He shrugged a bit as he looked at you with his brown eyes. “I don’t mind.”

You couldn’t help but find his eyes a bit intimidating but yet quite kind at the same time.

So they all agreed that they’ll meet at the food booth.

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Tonight is the night of Halloween. And every child in town is running around, taking a look at these fun events. Along with their friends and families.

While you and the girls on the other hand were REALLY busy selling those goodies that you guys have made. Everyone really enjoys your cooking and baking goods. Not a single person has been missed with their orders.

After a few while, the crowds had started to die down a bit. Which you three had FINALLY taken a break for a while.

“Damn…It almost feels like you have put a magic charm on these foods! I mean, did you SEE how many people just came?” Rebecca, who is dressed as a Witch, said with an exhaustion tone in her voice as she leaned back against the counter.

“I KNOW! Fuck man…what is your secret recipe though?” Sally, who is dressed as a Vampire, asked as she looked at you. “The whole TOWN can’t stop buying these!”

You smiled tiredly as you giggled lightly from your friend's compliment. “Well, I do want the people to ENJOY it. And it’s no secret at all! Just a bit of love and viola!”

The two girls just look at each other with an unamused look and look back at you while crossing their arms.

“Bullshits.” They said in unison before laughing with you.

Then you noticed the three boys that you’ve met earlier this morning had walked over.

“Good evening ladies. Don’t you look extravagant.” Kyle, who is dressed up as a wizard, said with a smile to see the three of you. Before he looked over to Rebecca seeing that she’s a Witch. “Ah. I see that you’re ALSO a magical person here.”

Rebecca just giggled. “Indeed I am, my pretty! But we ALL know that a Witch has the powerful potential of cursing anyone in her path!” Saying in her witch voice as she cackled with laughter.

The two just laughed at this.

Soap, who dressed up as a werewolf, then just smirked to see Sally in her Vampire costume. “Awooo~ A vampire is ya?~ Micht wanna be careful with me, lass. Ye know how vampire an werewolf are~”

Sally smirked back at this Scottish werewolf man before leaning in as she poke his chest. “Oh I know~ And I’ll take the risk~”

You rolled your eyes as you saw the two flirting before seeing Simon looking at you. You smiled at him before waving at him softly seeing him just wearing his black hoodie and blue jeans with shoes on.

He waved back a bit before seeing Gaz was nudging his arm. He just rolled his eyes seeing his smirk before walking up to you. He took a look around your booth before leaning on the counter. “Not too shabby. How’s the business going?”

You just smiled while still prepping the food and desserts into the display case. “It went VERY well. And I see you’re not wearing anything?”

“Like I said, not into these Halloween things.”

Before you two continued to talk, you felt a hand on your shoulder as you saw it was Rebecca.

“Okay! We’re gonna go! Now, are you SURE you can handle this? We can still stay.”

You nodded at her before touching her hand. “I’ll be okay. Besides, I have my extra helper over here!” You pointed at Simon.

Your friend saw him nodding at her as she smiled a bit before calling out to him. “Try to help her out will ya?”

Simon just nodded as a response and gave a thumbs up.

Soon the four already walked away. Leaving only you and Simon alone. The two of you don't talk much except just making and selling your food.

Simon was busy mixing the batter before taking a glance at you. You were just giving out some candies to the trick-or-treaters and handing them a bag of goodies. Seeing your sweet smile had really caught his eyes for some reason.

Why does he feel that towards you? You two just met and he also doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable either. He looked back at what he was doing before you finished giving the kids their treats.

You had started to bring out another tray of desserts before looking at Simon. “Hey, you wanna taste this?”

The tall man looked at your direction, seeing you showing the cupcake in your hand. He stopped what he was doing and started to walk over to you. You watched him take it as he pulled his mask down a bit before he took a bite. You were curious about why he was wearing that mask but judging by how quiet he was. You know that he doesn’t want to talk about it which you understand.

“So? How was it?” You asked him with a warm smile feeling excited of how he’ll respond to your baking expertise. But you saw him paused for a moment and he just withdrew the cupcake away from his lips as he stared at it for a bit. “Simon?”

He kept staring at the cupcake for a while as if something had made him feel...familiarize with this dessert. Soon he snapped out when you gently touched his arm. You gave him a worried look as he cleared his throat and pulled his mask back up. “Sorry, your cupcake is delicious. I bet the REST of your desserts are wonderful as well.”

You slowly nodded as you appreciated his words but you still felt a bit concerned for him. “Thank you…but are you alright, Simon?”

The British man was silenced as he kept staring at the cupcake before putting it down. “I’m alright. Just…remembered something.”

“Oh? What is it that you remembered?”

Simon was just looking at you with a loud silence between the both of you. The sound of people chattering and the children’s laughter had clouded out of your hearings. You know something that he wanted to share but is too afraid to even speak. So you just slowly walked over and stood in front of this man.

“Simon?”

“......I don’t want to bore you. And also, it’s just a burden that I have to carry.”

“Do you…wish to talk about it?”

“...No.”

You just gave him a small reassuring smile before taking his cupcake and gave it to him. “Then we don’t have to talk about it. Since I know we just met but I am here to listen.”

Simon had seen you handing his cupcake as he accepted and just stared at it. He sighed before starting to speak. “Your cooking…reminded me of someone that I know so close.”

You just nodded to let him continue.

“She had always made me great treats and it was…delicious.” He said softly before pulling his mask down again and took another bite from the cupcake. He proceeds on talking with you. “That’s all I could tell you. The rest…it’s for me to bear.”

You understood what he was saying and that last sentence had made you feel even MORE sympathy for him. “Of course, I understand. But…it will be better for you to let something out of your chest.” Then you place your hand on his back as you could see him looking at you with his brown eyes.

Damn. You can’t even help but to feel mesmerized by his brown eyes. You cleared your throat as you glanced away. “IF you’re ready to talk about it I mean.”

The two of you were just standing there in silence before you saw Simon was just staring at the cupcake. You then had an idea as you grabbed another cupcake for yourself.

“Hey, I’ll make you a deal. It’s not that kind of deal of you TALKING your problems to me.”

You saw that you caught his attention when he looked at you again.

“And that is what?”

“I can make you any kind of treats or food that someone of yours can make. IF you helped me to make some great buffet for thanksgiving next month.”

Simon just blinked at you when he listened to your offer. He started to chuckle deeply. “Oh love, I don’t know if your cooking skills are HALF as good as someone that I know of.”

You huffed as you crossed your arms. You’re going to make him EAT those words. “I can! And I will! Would you accept these deals?” You started to extend your hands towards him to shake on.

He looked at your hand and then looked at your eyes. He could see that you’re determined to make this for him. He sighed and reached his hand out and shook on yours. “Deal.”

You smiled as you nodded at him. “Alright then! Shall we begin discussing the food that you require?”

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dontcallthedoctor · 25 days ago

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TEMP CHARACTER THEMES!!!

HIYA, FELLAS!!! This is gonna be a loooong post, so strap in!!! (I've srsly been writing this post for four days end me)

Yesterday, I announced that Kinger had won the music poll and that he shall be next to get his own theme. Sadly, yesterday was also the day I realized I've been hit with musical writer's block, so it might be a short while before I come up with anything good—I REALLY wanna get something out for Halloween tho!!

Since people may be curious abt what's in store for the other characters, I thought it'd be fun to present my ideas to you all, and give u all a little insight as to how my dumb little music brain works lol

Obviously, I haven't written much of anything original for anyone but Pomni yet, so in the meantime, I've picked out some temporary themes for each respective character that I feel fit them well, and hopefully they'll give you all an idea what I wanna achieve with them musically! A lot of thought went into figuring out each character's respective musical identities, so I hope these example pieces resonate with you as much as they did with me!

That said, if you have other ideas as to how these characters' themes might sound, I'd definitely love to hear about them! Feel free to comment em below or DM me if you wish! Feedback is greatly appreciated!!!

Just as a disclaimer, barring ofc Pomni's Theme, NONE OF THESE ARE MINE, NOR DO I CLAIM AUTHERSHIP OF THEM! That out of the way, let's begin with...

Pomni: I briefly explained my process behind this one in the original post, so I'll elaborate a little more here for those unaware, alongside this slightly extended version of it (a whole twenty seconds YIPPEE)

Pomni’s Theme kinda ended up being a homage to the music of Danny Elfman. I came up with the melody one night just by playing around on my piano. It was this weird, off-kilter, sorta sad-sounding tune that really resonated with me, and thought it sounded perfect for Pomni, so it became her motif. My friend @pasta-yy worded it perfectly when they said it sounded like "Pomni-flavored despair" lol

It wasn’t until I decided to make it a full song that I realized “WAIT THIS MAKES ME THINK OF DANNY ELFMAN”, who I’ve always admired, so I took to his early work for inspiration. I’ll cite Simone’s Theme from Peewee’s Big Adventure as the main influence in terms of "musical flavor" for this one. It helped me find / flesh out the circus-y style I was aiming for!

This composition isn’t quite finished yet, but I plan to post updates on it the whole way! I’m really excited for you all to see where this one goes!

Someone said that Pomni’s Theme sounds like the opening theme from Laimin! Anmin! Suya Rhys Seikatsu (Sleepy Princess in the Demon Castle), an anime I haven’t seen, but I kinda hear it in some parts, at least in terms of chord progression!

Ragatha: For the rag dolly, I envision a sweet, somewhat-haunting tune. Imagine if a music box melody was arranged for orchestra. Very lush, very beautiful, very mature first and foremost, but with an undercurrent of sadness. Like Ragatha herself, the pathos is well-camouflaged beneath the happiness and the optimism, but is still undeniably there and perfectly in line with what we know about her character so far.

This particular track is led by accordion, which I'm not entirely sure fits Ragatha, but everything else is a pretty good representation of what I hope to achieve with her!

Jax: Prolly my favorite thing about Jax is how differently he carries himself in relation to everyone else. He's maliciously annoying, self-aware, and ironically more of a jester than the character who's avatar is a literal jester. He embraces being stuck in the circus like it's his first choice, instead of something he's settling for. He's an intriguing character and i'm curious to see how he'll evolve (or de-volve if Goose's comments are anything to go by)

In writing this, I'm struggling to put into words how exactly I want his theme to sound, but this track is a pretty good encapsulation of it! There's a sort-of confidence in it it and a jaunty forward-momentum that carries through the whole piece. I think that vibe really suits Jax. There's also an air of non-chalance that parallels how lackadaisical he is with everything. I feel that, since Jax doesn't take much of anything seriously, neither should his music lol

It almost reminds me of the music Vince Guaraldi composed for the Peanuts specials. His character themes always had this hip, carefree vibe to them, especially tracks like Peppermint Patty, which will also be an inspiration on Jax's tune.

Gangle: In case anybody hasn’t caught on, Gangle is my faaavorite character from the show, and I really want to do her justice, so it took me a good while to figure out just what I wanted to do for her.

That being said, the genre I'm gravitating towards most for her (at least while writing this) is gypsy jazz. For those who may not know, gypsy jazz (or jazz manouche) is a French style of jazz that uses solely string instruments; mainly violin, guitar, and double bass. It's a beautiful genre of music, and I think it's a perfect fit for Gangle <3

I imagine something playful, gentle, unassuming, and a tad saucy, at least when she's wearing her comedy mask. For her tragedy mask, I think it'd be fun for the tone to turn dramatically sad, and have the music structure fall apart, much like her mask. I'd really like to integrate piano in some way to highlight her sensitivity.

If anyone has any other ideas, please lemme know in the comments or DM me if u wish! Gods know I could use some inspiration ^^

Kinger: And now we come to Mr. Poll Winner himself! I'm honestly really glad that Kinger won, because I have more confidence in the ideas i've come up with for him than I am for a great majority of the others.

Knowing what we know now, I see Kinger as a very sweet, sentimental, yet ultimately tragic figure, so like with Ragatha, that's definitely something that's going to influence how his theme will sound.

This is probably my favorite of the temp themes, and definitely the one I want to stick closest to when I start writing for him. Everything about it just screams "Kinger" to me and I think is a near-perfect musical summarization of his character; the plodding simplicity, the almost-dreamlike surrealistic quality to the melody, the subtle melancholia, the chord progression, all of it. I think it gels with Kinger exceptionally well, which is why I've included two versions; one light, one dark.

The question is: do u all agree? ovo

Zooble: In searching for the right genre for Zooble, I've settled on what I call “Motown lofi”. Something that gives off swanky 90s “cool” vibes. Funky, mellow, bluesy, with a lil extra punch. Zooble is mostly low-energy but very much a plain-speaker, so I think this kinda music of music pairs nicely with them!

Amon Tobin’s Like Regular Chickens is another good example of what I'm going for. This one's very strange, kinda abstract, and prolly not most people's cup of tea, but I think it's neat and a pretty fitting sound for Zooble (maybe a little less intense in parts lol)

Caine: The logic behind Caine's theme is that it should be "annoying to everyone else, but he would love it". Something that he'd have no problem listening to every day on repeat, but nobody else can stand.

My first idea was really garish, campy carnival attraction music (more generally, Hammond organ music), represented in the first half. That stuck for awhile, but then I thought abt doing a pastiche of 80/90s sitcom intro type music, represented in the second half, which I think also works.

I feel like both could work, maybe even together, but I'm still undecided. I think wacky obnoxious organ music is PERFECTLY in line with Caine as a character, but the 90s route might be the more appropriate way to go, since it would to share some continuity with Digital Days from the credits (one of my fav songs from the soundtrack along with Not Alone and Somebody Real) We'll see what happens LMAO

Bubble: I’d always jokingly entertained the notion of making a theme for Bubble, but never put much serious thought into it until @mikiib asked for it, so here he is on this list.

The idea I settled on was “underwater Mario level?”, and the more I thought about it, i’ve decided that’s the direction i’ll probably go with Bubble’s tune. I imagine it being very "spacey" and floaty. Very peaceful and relaxing, but still rich with untamed weirdness, which is what makes Bubble fun :3

Mik also had the idea of using bubbly noises as percussion, which I DEF want to try! I've never really been experimental with percussion before so this'll be a fun opportunity to branch out!!

Other Characters: Last month I wrote a sweet militaristic-y march song for the Princess and the Candy Canyon Kingdom, but as far as other characters, I can't think of many I'd like to dedicate entire fully-fledged arrangements to, at least not presently. Maybe little ditties tho, that'd be fun!

I kinda wanna write something in tribute to Gummigoo since I really like him and think he deserves it. Something very ethnic and full of fun tribal instruments.

I have one for Baron Mildenhall that I haven't posted yet, and I've got a spooky lullaby I wrote for Ghostly (as well as for @mikiib) that I'll probably post tmrw for Halloween. Martha might get one too, she seems fun :3

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thatsmzbitchtoyou · 25 days ago

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A Very Cutesy, Very Demure Halloween -Oneshot

I'm pausing "The Witch and The Doctor" to post this little Halloween blurb that was requested. Happy Halloween my darlings!

Word count: 875

Bucky never did quite understand the point of Halloween. He knew it came from an ancient pagan holiday called Samhain, and the whole idea of the veil between the living and the dead being thin that one day of the year. He was sure that to some extent it was something to remember those who had passed on, but it had turned into this big, commercialized production that he didn’t like. That, and considering his gory, troubled past, he couldn’t understand the appeal of slasher or horror films.

But watching Y/N teeter dangerously on a dining room chair as she pinned up more lights and long garlands of fake Autumn leaves along the common room ceiling, he couldn’t help but smile. “Careful, Y/N,” Bucky laughed, walking over and steadying the chair, his hands moving up to hold her hips.

“Oh, ha!” Y/N laughed, glancing down at him as she placed the last bit of garland just the way she wanted. “Thanks, Buck.”

He helped her get off the chair, watching her step back and inspect her handiwork. “Is decorating for Fall really worth risking your well being?” he smirked.

“100%,” she answered, winking at him. “Autumn is the best time of the year.”

“Are you a horror fan?” He asked, trying to gauge her reasoning.

“Oh, no, not me. I’m a wuss when it comes to horror films. I’m more of a cutesy, tamed version of Halloween lover,” she shook her head as she bent over to grab more things out of her decor box. “More Hocus Pocus than Ghostface, you know?”

“Hocus Pocus?” Bucky asked.

Y/N dropped the decor she was holding, looking at him incredulously. “You’ve never seen Hocus Pocus?!” she asked loudly.

“Uh…no?” Bucky said, a little nervous at her reaction.

“OH MY GOD!” she screamed. “We are watching it tonight. Clear your calendar. You have no plans. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, yes ma’am,” Bucky smirked but nodded seriously.

“Good. Now help me put the rest of this stuff out,” Y/N said, a terse tone in her voice that left no room for argument.

Bucky helped Y/N put up the rest of the Autumn and Halloween decorations she had in her boxes, being extra careful and diligent in putting them in the exact spot she instructed him to. By the time dinner rolled around he helped her get a soup going, then sliced some french bread that they crisped up in the oven to dip it into the soup. She got some cookies and drinks ready and they sat down in front of the TV in the common room that was above the fireplace, which she promptly turned on. “For the vibes,” she said with a happy grin as she turned on the movie Hocus Pocus.

Bucky enjoyed the movie. It was a little corny at times, and he didn’t understand all the references, but he liked it a lot, almost crying at the sweet, family moment at the end. When it was over and “I Put a Spell On You” played again over the credits Y/N turned to him with a serious look. “So?” she asked.

He smiled at her. “I loved it,” he said.

Y/N squealed, her smile wide as she clapped her hands. “Oh yay! It’s so good, right? Not too scary or anything. Spooky but in a chill, happy way.”

“Exactly,” Bucky agreed, sitting up and turning to face her. “Today has been fun. Thank you for including me and sharing it with me.”

Y/N’s smile softened, her eyes twinkling in happiness. “No problem. I’m glad you liked it all. It’s my favorite time of year, and I haven’t been able to really relax and celebrate it for a while with, well, you know, all this,” she said, gesturing to the Avengers Tower around them. “Hopefully I can get to an actual pumpkin patch this year.”

“Can I come with you?” Bucky asked.

Y/N smirked teasingly at him. “You wanna tromp around a pumpkin patch, in the freezing Autumn breeze?”

“As long as it’s with you, then yes,” Bucky said, slightly leaning toward her with his own smirk.

Y/N’s eyes widened at his words, her smile slipping in shock. “Really?” she asked quietly.

“Really,” Bucky nodded, leaning forward again until he could reach and nuzzled her nose with his. “We could make it a date.”

“A date?” Y/N whispered, her eyes fluttering at how close he was.

“If you’ll have me?” Bucky implied, arching an eyebrow at her. “Then I could take you on a walk around Central Park to see the changing leaves with a pumpkin spice latte?”

Y/N smiled widely again, nuzzling his nose back. “That sounds perfect.”

Bucky angled his head and grazed his lips over hers. “Then it’s a date. But, I don’t think I can wait for that first date kiss.”

“Me neither,” Y/N said, then surged forward and kissed him.

Bucky immediately responded, kissing her back passionately as he wound his arms around her waist, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. He felt elated at finally getting to this point, thanking the spooky powers above for giving him a spooky girl as his Halloween treat.

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reidbae · 1 year ago

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DAY 31: Scream, Part 2

KINKTOBER 2023: masterlist

PART 1

summary: When you, Aaron, and Spencer get home from a Halloween party, your two boyfriends have more things in store for you than you could have ever imagined: And lots of ways to make you scream.

pairing: dom!spencer reid and dom!aaron hotchner x sub!fem!reader

warnings/mentions: use of pet names for reader (princess, honey, angel, baby), reader is fairly shy, spencer and hotch are both more rough/hard!dom but spencer is still kinda soft, obv use of masks and veryyy heavily implied mask kink, knife play, pain play (ish), use of handcuffs, spanking (kinda) and ass grabbing, loads of degradation and a bit of praise, hair pulling, blowjobs, crying from stimulation, vaginal sex, unprotected piv sex (pls do not do this), choking, teasing, anddd lmk if i missed anything!

a/n: part one of this was posted day before yesterday but i think you could read this as a stand alone, no context is really needed to enjoy it! hope y'all enjoy and had an amazing halloween <3

wc: 4.2k

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You, Aaron, and Spencer were all at Aaron's home now, having just gotten there after the party had come to a close.

You closed the door behind you, giving a slow, heavy sigh as you locked it. "Well, that was fun," you said with a huff, setting your work bag and keys down as you spoke. While you did love your coworkers, your social battery had been drained, and you were glad to be in only the presence of the two people you loved most.

"Oh, it was," Aaron smiled at you, a tone of implication behind his voice. You rolled your eyes at him as he pressed a loving kiss to your forehead. "Very fun."

"I agree," voiced Spencer, who was removing his vest in the living room. "Although I'm not too big on social gatherings. It's really you two that made it tolerable," Spencer remarked as he took his vest off of his body. "And the candy. That was nice, too."

You and Aaron looked over at Spencer, laughing at his words. "That's a good way of looking at it," you giggled at him, Aaron laughing along with you. "So, what's on the agenda for the rest of the evening?" you then asked.

Aaron then looked at Spencer with a smirk across his face, before looking back at you. "I don't know, baby. What do you want to do?" he asked playfully, pulling you in closer by your hips.

You nervously smiled up at him in response, giving him a shrug. "I- Well," you trailed off, biting down on your lip as you considered the words that were about to leave your mouth. "Maybe—We can pick up where we left off?" you asked hopefully.

"I like the sound of that," Aaron smiled at you, before turning his head to look at Spencer, who had since gotten up. "Huh, Reid? That sound like a plan?" he asked.

Spencer gave a smile of his own, nodding his head as he approached the two of you. He then ran a hand through your hair, looking down at you with caring eyes. "I think that sounds good to me," Spencer smiled.

Knowingly, he then gazed at Aaron, just before saying, "Why don't you wait in the bedroom, sweetheart?" a sly smile across his face as he did, like the two of them knew something you didn't.

Which was likely the case.

"Why?" you couldn't help but ask in a curious manner, wondering what the two of them were planning. Your eyes flickered from Aaron to Spencer as you did your best to gauge what was going on.

Needless to say, your profiling skills were failing you.

"Nothing, angel, nothing, just—Do what I told you to, okay? Can you do that for me?" Spencer asked in that honeyed tone of voice he always used on you, knowing that it'd always work.

You nodded a little too eagerly, ready to see what it was that these two had planned for you already. "Yeah. Yeah, I can," you responded to him.

Spencer smirked at Aaron, before pressing a loving kiss to your temple. "There's our good girl. Now, go ahead, angel," Spencer cooed to you.

You obliged his ask, smiling at the two of them before going up to Aaron's bedroom, taking a seat on the bed that you'd laid in so many times.

It was only five or so minutes before the two of them walked into the room. Now, both of them were more or less in the same attire, with the both of them wearing a white collared shirt, black slacks, and a belt: Only Spencer was wearing a tie, that was undone around his neck.

And, the catch: They were both wearing their Ghostface masks.

Your response was quick as you felt your cheeks go warm, your head going dizzy with arousal. You looked back and forth from Aaron to Spencer, looking them up and down as they approached you.

You were as equally nervous as you were turned on.

"What? We told you we'd finish this later, didn't we?" Aaron reminded you in response to the face you had made, his voice teasing as the two of them were now in front of you.

"Y- Yeah, you did," you stuttered out, your cheeks growing even hotter at the remark. You couldn't manage to look at them now that they were so close and looked down, doing what you could to balance your breathing.

"Nervous, princess?" Spencer asked you in a chuckle, his hands in his pockets as he looked down at you.

"No," you tried to say, playing with your fingers as you looked down at your feet. You were lying through your teeth, obviously. You just wished you were better at hiding it.

"So, why—" you began, taking a slow breath. You then looked up at them, willing yourself the courage to keep your eyes on Aaron and Spencer. "Why did you guys take so long to get up here?"

"Oh, well—We were just talking about what it is we want to do to you," Aaron explained, like it was a fact that you should have already known. "And we got something."

"Mmhm," hummed Spencer in response. The taller man leaned down in front of you, then removed his mask from his face so that you could see him. "And we want to play a little game with you, princess. As long as it's okay with you."

You gaze at him with a shy look in your eyes, moving your eyes to peer over at Aaron before responding. "Y- Yeah, okay. So, um, what's the game?" you asked, tilting your head.

"Well—We want you. And we want to have fun with you just like normal. Only, there are some—Kinkier things we want to try this time," Spencer explained to you.

You nodded, wondering just what those things were. The three of you were always trying to expand on the things that you did in the bedroom, and had tried a number of kinky things in the past, so you weren't opposed to this idea.

"That sounds fine with me. But what's the catch?" you asked, because if there's one thing you knew about Aaron and Spencer, it was that there was always a catch.

"The catch is—One word, and we stop. That's your only rule, honey. No talking, cussing, any of that stuff. Not one word," Aaron explained further to you. When he took note of the bewildered expression across your face, he then said, "We just like to see you squirm."

Of course.

"Oh," was the only word that you really had in response to that.

"Mmhm. After we tell you what we want to do to you, and after you tell us what you feel okay with doing, you can't talk at all. And if you do, well—We'll see from there," said Spencer.

"So, princess? What do you think?" Spencer asked you, looking into your eyes as he did. You giggled nervously, crossing your legs and fixing your dress as you considered doing this.

There was really only one valid answer.

"I want to. I really want to. Just—Tell me what you want to do to me," you said eagerly, smiling up at them.

Spencer smiled back at you, putting a hand on your thigh and rubbing you slowly as he spoke to you. "Attagirl. I knew you'd want to. And I'm glad you do."

"Me, too. Now," said Aaron in a firm tone of voice, causing both you and Spencer to look up at him. "We'll explain what it is we want to do with you, and then we can start, honey. Okay?"

You nodded once more, more than ready to hear what they had planned for you already.

Aaron and Spencer explained what those "kinky" things were that they wanted to try with you. The first one, pain play, was something that you had experienced in the bedroom before, mainly from Aaron by way of choking, or spanking.

The second one, bondage, was one that you had also done with the two of them, but it'd only been done on you with the thin fabric of Spencer's tie. Unlike those times, Aaron and Spencer would be using real handcuffs on you.

The last one, probably the kinkiest one on the whole agenda, was one that you had never experienced before. Not from Aaron, not from Spencer, and not from anyone else.

Knife play.

It was one that you had considered, due to seeing or reading it in media, such as books, shows, and movies, but never something that you believed you could really try with your two boyfriends. It was incredibly kinky, and likely unscrupulous for three FBI profilers to be engaging in.

But then again, you didn't really care.

Once the three of you went over safe words and rules of thumb, Aaron made the first move, pushing you back onto the bed. "Clothes off, baby," Aaron whispered to you, his mask in your face as he did.

With your back now leaning on the headboard, you wordlessly removed your dress, pulling it over your head to reveal your bra and underwear to your boyfriends. Then off came your heels, jewelry, and underwear.

Your bra was the last thing that came off your body as you slowly removed it, throwing it on the ground without a care in the world about it.

The two men reveled in the naked view of you, Spencer giving you a small smirk before putting his mask back onto his face.

"God, look at you, princess," Spencer cooed, running his hands over your thighs in a gentle caress.

"Gonna have so much fun with her, aren't we?" Aaron mumbled more to himself than to Spencer, taking the time to let his eyes roam over your body.

Aaron then got on the bed and crawled in the middle of your legs, spreading them open for better access to your body. His hands danced along the insides of your thighs, causing you to shiver in desire. "Remember, honey. No talking."

You gave him a silent nod, eager to please both him and Spencer.

And, really, you were eager for some much needed attention that you'd been craving since the party.

"Good girl," Aaron whispered, before removing bis mask and attaching his lips to yours, locking you into a fervid kiss.

Your tongues moved together in a passionate whirl as Spencer walked around the bed and sat down next to you, gazing at the two of you as you made out. Desire bubbled inside of you at an incomprehensible speed as the kiss ensued.

Aaron's hands were moving down to rub hard circles into your thighs as his mouth moved in time with yours, and you did your best to move them closer to him. Taking note of your need, Aaron began to touch you where he knew you needed him most.

As Aaron's fingers ran circles into your clit, a new pair of hands grabbed hold of your nipples: Spencer didn't misuse a second as he fondled you in a similar manner to Aaron, mirroring the speed that he was going at.

"No words, honey? None at all?" Aaron asked you in mock surprise, holding back a chuckle as he observed your needy behavior.

Not that you blamed him for sounding so shocked, even if you knew he was just messing with you. It was a wonder you weren't screaming yet from such simple touches; The masks should have had you doing so then and there.

When you shook your head, the two only went on with what they were doing. But when they noticed that you weren't going to budge anytime soon, they knew they'd have to push you even harder.

"Fine, then," Aaron said as he ceased from rubbing you and put his mask back on, leading Spencer to do the same. "We'll just have to fuck it out of you, then," he smirked.

It was Spencer's turn to grab you, making it so that you were no longer on your back, but on all fours, with him behind you. He played with some of your hair for a few seconds, before pulling it, so that you were closer to his body. You let out a squeal in response, blushing as he handled you so roughly.

"Maybe feeling me inside of you will work, hm?" Spencer hummed in a teasing voice, settling both of his hands onto your ass. He squeezed down, earning one more noise from you in the form of a whimper.

You tried not to react as Spencer filled you with his cock, pushing himself as deep as he could possibly go without harming you. You shut your eyes as tears pricked the corners of them, causing Aaron to chuckle.

"Fuck, tears again, honey? That difficult, huh?" Aaron laughed at you.

And if there was one thing about him, it was that he was about to make it a whole lot harder.

Aaron began to rub your clit as Spencer pounded into you from behind, not giving you any time at all to process it. His fingers moved over you with force, rubbing circles that shouldn't have felt as good as they did.

Meanwhile, Spencer, just to add fuel to the flame, issued a few slaps to your ass, rubbing his hands over the reddened areas after each one. At a time like this, some sort of cuss word would have escaped your lips; Maybe even Spencer's name.

But you were hanging on by a thread, trying so hard not to talk for the sake of what would happen if you did.

Aaron and Spencer clearly weren't aware that you would hold out for this long, knowing how vocal you tended to be in the bedroom. Aaron sat up on his knees on the bed, pulling something from his belt buckle.

You hadn't seen it before, because Aaron had never turned his back to you for as long as he'd been in the room, but tucked into the back of his slacks and under his belt was a vision that made your heart race.

A knife.

All you could do was whimper as he wordlessly handed it to Spencer and put his thumb under your chin. "You're doing good so far, honey. But you won't last for long."

That was when Spencer held the knife a mere few inches away from your throat. Looking down at the shiny object was a new experience for you, but it was one that sent a rush of butterflies to your chest.

They knew just how to get you.

Maybe it was the thrill of the possibility of getting hurt that made you more attracted to knife play than you initially perceived you would be; Being under the control of your two boyfriends, and having to submit to their mercy.

But that very thing was about to get you to burst in a few seconds.

"You like this, princess?" Spencer let out in a grunt as he fucked you from behind, his voice a hoarse whisper as he spoke. "You like how helpless you feel?"

Again, you couldn't answer. And, really, what would you say?

"We could do anything to you, and you wouldn't say a thing. Tease you, play with you, hurt you. And you'd probably even like it, wouldn't you, honey?" Aaron teased you even further, resuming his attack on your clit with his thumb.

You shut your eyes, so, so close to the edge, and trying to focus on that as opposed to the two men's taunts and jeers. You zoned in on your breathing, and the filthy notions that were plaguing your mind as the seconds passed.

When you didn't speak again, the pair was forced to take more excessive measures. Spencer's hand closed around your neck, and, with force, the brunette genius began to squeeze down.

Your eyes shot back open as pain mixed with pleasure, your brain fogging with lust as you were robbed of your oxygen. "Come on, princess. I wanna hear you," Spencer mindlessly encouraged you, trying to coax the words out of your mouth at this point.

"Mmhm. That pretty voice of yours," Aaron said to you, moving his hand from your clit to tease your nipples. "Where's our little whore, huh?" asked Aaron.

You wanted so badly to hold on, your body begging you to keep your mouth shut so you could finish and not be punished, but it was safe to say—You failed.

Because then, and only then, did it happen.

"Fuck."

The swear left your mouth before you could think it through, and your eyes widened as you slapped your hand over your lips. Spencer's body paused as soon as you had said it, and Aaron moved his hand away from your figure.

"Well, would you look at that," Spencer chuckled, pulling out of you.

"Wait, wait, I didn't mean—I—Oh, God," you muttered, shutting your mouth as you realized that you were still talking. You turned to look at Spencer, being met with nothing but the Ghostface mask that he was wearing, that seemed to mock you as you gazed at it.

They were cruel, so fucking cruel for this. Driving you to the edge, filling you to the brim with dirty words, and sweeping the orgasm out from under you, just. Like. That.

"Sorry, princess, but you know the rules. Off the bed, and on your knees, now," Spencer commanded you, getting off of the bed himself, Aaron doing the same

"Wait, wait, wait, please, I'll be such a good girl. Please, give me another chance?" you aimlessly begged them, sitting down on the bed as you gave them your best pleading eyes. "Please?"

"No. We had one rule for you, and you broke it. Now stop being a brat, and do what Spencer told you to do," Aaron said meanly, crossing his arms and refusing to budge.

Your eyes were tear-filled as you then looked at Spencer, begging for even a smidge of one more chance. You tried to use the fact that he was usually the nicer dom of the two to your benefit. "Spencer? Please?" you whined.

But he wasn't letting up either.

"Sorry, angel. What Hotch said," Spencer said simply, his hands in his pockets once more.

Sadly, you got up with a sigh, getting down to your knees in front of Spencer. Aaron walked to the other side of the bed, and, without a word, grabbed a pair of handcuffs from his pocket.

You were an aching, leaking, and whimpering mess as your hands were bound by the cuffs, your body trembling in both fear and the heat of the moment. Spencer's cock, which he hadn't put back in his slacks, was in your plain view, aching from how close he had gotten the two of you to release.

Aaron got on his knees behind you and let his hands roam over your body. You moaned with need as he touched you, eager to feel even a little bit of him.

But he gave you nothing.

Instead, he held the knife to your neck again, with it being closer to your neck then it had been the first time. Your abdomen whirled as Aaron's mask looked back at you, causing you to squirm under his grasp.

"You've been bad today, princess. Really bad. And you know what bad girls get?" teased Aaron, his voice incredibly deep as the words flowed from his mouth.

"P- Punished," you said softly, your eyes on the ground as you did.

"Mmhm," hummed Spencer, putting his thumb under your chin. "Precisely. Now, what we want you to do is very simple, princess, mkay? Nothing you haven't done before. All we're going to do is use that pretty mouth of yours."

"That is, until you can't take anymore. Until we've fucked you dry," Aaron smirked. He ran the blade of the knife across your neck, and you shivered as the cool metal touched your skin. "Because that's all you're good for, really."

"That sound fair to you, angel?" Spencer asked you.

It was a wonder the genius could call you "angel" while the two of them behaved so cruelly towards you. You knew better than to deny them, so you nodded.

"Use your words, baby," said Spencer, bending down a little just to get closer to you and make you nervous, which sure as hell worked.

"Y- Yes, it sounds fair," you voiced.

"There we go," Spencer murmured. He took you by the hair, pulling you closer to him without one more word. Already knowing what it was you needed to do, Spencer pushed his cock into your mouth, and you quickly wrapped yourself around his dick.

Neither of them were joking when they said they'd use your mouth. You had made them cum several times each before you had finally reached your limit. Aaron's blowjobs were especially rough in nature in comparison to Spencer's, but his weren't much better, either.

And it felt impossible to do any of this with your hands cuffed behind your back, the lack of free will making it more difficult, and less comfortable.

Not that it mattered, anyway, because neither man was concerned about that.

"Guys, I- I can't, please, I- I can't take anymore," you finally begged, your face covered with tears that had since been running down your face in response to the roughness of Aaron and Spencer.

Aaron and Spencer looked at each other, clearly sharing a similar notion, because Spencer then said, "Okay, sweetheart. I think you've done enough, anyways."

"You were very good," Aaron praised you for once as he helped raise you from your knees. "And I think you deserve a reward for it, princess."

"R- Really? I do?" you perked up, trying to hold back your smile at the idea of finally getting what your body craved.

"Yes, baby. You do," Spencer chuckled, running his fingers through your hair. "Can you get on all fours again for me, please, angel?" Spencer cooed in his usual honeyed tone of voice.

You were way too quick to oblige, not even bothering to ask either of them to remove your handcuffs as you got back onto the bed. You shook with arousal as Spencer moved behind you again, Aaron walking around the bed to lay down next to you.

Spencer rubbed your clit for a bit just to get you going again, before pushing himself inside of you once more. However, there was a noticeable difference from how he had fucked you before in comparison to how he was doing it now; There was no more pain, no more roughness, and having sex had dissolved back into making love.

Aaron removed his mask for the last time, his face a vibrant pink as sweat stuck strands of his dark brown hair to his forehead. His lips for which you had been longing for, attached to yours after what felt like forever, sweeping you away in another passionate kiss.

All of your pent-up need was beginning to come to the surface, and Spencer could feel you compressing around him as your orgasm danced around the corner. Spencer grabbed hold of your tits like he'd done before, teasing each nipple in circles.

Aaron reached his hand down and began to rub your clit again, focusing the attention that wasn't on your lips onto your small bundle of nerves.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," you pulled away from Aaron to groan, your face scrunched up into a pornographic expression as Spencer quickened his pace. "Fuck, please, I'm so close."

"We know, angel," Spencer cooed, trying and failing to calm you down as he used one of his hands to pet your hair, the other still fondling your nipple. "Let go when you're ready."

Aaron began to kiss and suck at your neck, no doubt leaving red marks all over you as he did. His pace on your clit mirrored that of Spencer's cock, and you could barely find it in you to hold back much longer.

"Aaron—Spencer—" you muttered in a broken, whiny tone of voice, shutting your eyes as your climax brimmed to the surface of your body.

"Go ahead, princess. Let it out," Spencer finally encouraged you, his voice making clear that he was on the verge of pleasure as well as you.

You were screaming both their names as you were drowned in pleasure, your eyes rolling back into your head as your release flooded you like a tidal wave; Aaron and Spencer talking you through it only maximized the experience.

You lay limp next to the two of them after all was done, and Aaron grabbed the key to the handcuffs from his pocket. He unlocked the cuffs and put them on one of his bedside tables, before pulling you close to his body.

Spencer removed his mask and then spooned you, wrapping his arms around you as well. He pressed several kisses to your face, as Aaron drew figures into your hips.

"How'd you like that, princess?" asked Aaron softly.

You smiled up at him, burying your face into his chest as a means of feeling his warmth. "I liked it. Like, a lot," you giggled in response to his query.

"Good," Spencer smiled from behind you, kissing the back of your neck. "So—Would you do it again?" Spencer asked you, as if there wasn't an obvious answer to that.

"Yes," you said without having to think twice about the answer.

Aaron chuckled in response to your eager attitude. "That's our girl."

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meracyn · 1 month ago

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first ever male reader request !! for the guys reading this pls have mercy on me if it wasnt too good i apologize 🙏 thank you to @aspergerhero for the opportunity to try something new 🫶

It’s Halloween.

The day where anyone could dress however they wanted, get lots of free candy and have fun throughout the night, lots of parties and chaos taking part, too.

The sun cast an orange glow across the buildings of Fairy High—decorations adorning every corner with sparkly ropes of lights, carved pumpkins, and more. There was a party prepared tonight; marking the annual Halloween party for students. Most were tingling with excitement as they all hurried to finish preparing everything for the rest of the guests who were yet to arrive.

You adjusted your costume—a fine vampire outfit made out of an expensive silky fabric— a type that suited your family’s wealth. It felt a bit too formal for the occasion, but your parents didn’t want to see any “low quality” as they called it— clothing worn on you. As the only son of a wealthy family, you were used to luxurious parties, but this one was special. It was your chance to spend more time with Lucy, your girlfriend, who had volunteered to help with the decorations along with Gray, Natsu and Wendy.

You made your way to the gym, where the party was set to take place. As you entered, the atmosphere was chaotic but also welcoming. The gym was filled with colorful lights, spooky sound effects (as requested by Natsu), rows of tables filled with drinks and food, as well as a dance floor that shone in the center of the room. Lucy was at a side hanging a ‘welcome!’ banner.

“Y/N! You made it,” Lucy climbed down the ladder she was on, walked over to you and pressed a quick kiss on your cheek. “I thought you weren’t going to come.” She added with a small laugh.

“Of course, I wouldn’t leave you dumped like that.” you replied, smiling as you held her hand after the affectionate gesture.

Just then, Natsu, Gray, and Wendy came in, carrying more boxes that had more decorations inside. “You’re finally here [Y/N]! Come help us out!” Natsu shouted from where the gym doors were.

You excused yourself from Lucy and rushed over to where the three were. “What do you need me to do?”

“Um, could you hold this for me?” Wendy asked a bit shyly, holding a stack of streamers. You nodded and took the things from her hands, walking off to place them where they belonged.

As the hours passed, more people came. Music booming across the place, along with chatter and laughter. ‘The Natsu team’ — as they named it— joked around, Natsu planning to jumpscare their classmates, along with Gray shaking his head, muttering “How childish.” while also agreeing with his plan.

Suddenly Natsu spoke up, “Hey, [Y/N], you should help us with the haunted house.” His eyes were gleaming with mischief. “It’ll be awesome!”

You exchanged a glance with Lucy, who only chuckled. “Sure, I’m in.”

As the four of you headed out of the gym, and outside of the school to make sure no one else knew about the plan, Natsu and Gray started brainstorming ways to scare the life out of their classmates, while Wendy was out to be on guard duty. You stood next to Lucy, both of you keeping Wendy company.

“I wonder what they’ll come up with...” The blue-haired girl said.

“Hopefully it isn’t anything too extreme like turning on the sprinklers or setting the school on fire,” Lucy piped up, somewhat joking while also meaning it in a serious way.

You held back a laugh, not wanting to get a scolding from your lover in front of Wendy.

It was getting more dark outside, which cast a more eerie effect for the haunted house. Many students were eager to get in, confident they wouldn’t get scared at all. However, as Natsu and Gray brought out more props, released more smoke bombs (that were non-toxic of course), You watched from upstairs in a monitor room with Lucy; hearing students scream, while some ran off and others laughed as they continued through the maze of scares, the main attraction of the house.

“Seriously, Natsu?” Gray groaned, shaking his head as he watched Natsu from a screen— who had a dragon mask on and attempted to jump scare Erza, only to receive a whack on the head instead.

Lucy laughed, “Even during parties Erza’s ready to fight.”

“Seems like Natsu won’t be scaring anyone now,” Wendy said with a hand over her mouth to hold back a laugh, seeing him walk away defeatedly.

You leaned closer to Lucy, the chaos around you fading away. “I think he’s just trying to add to the fun.”

She turned to you, her eyes bright. “You’re right.”

Once Natsu arrived complaining about the bump on his head, you all ditched the haunted house, going back to the gym to play some games that were being hosted—one included wrestling somehow, as both Gray and Natsu ran off betting each other who was stronger. You took Lucy to grab a drink, and sneaked out again to go to the school’s balcony.

As you made your way outside, the cool night air brushed against your skin. The moon hung high in the sky, creating a silvery light glow. You turned to Lucy, your heart skipping beats as you noticed how her blonde hair shone brightly. “Thanks for convincing me to go tonight, I had a lot of fun.”

Your lover smiled genuinely, nodding. “Wouldn’t have been the same without you. I’m really glad you were here,” she replied, stepping closer to you, arms placed loosely around your neck.

You placed your hands on her waist instinctively, faces inches away from each other.

“May I?” You asked, voice low.

“Yeah..” Lucy whispered, face turning pink.

You closed your eyes and leaned in, about to kiss— when Natsu kicked the doors open—Gray in tow. “Y/N, Lucy! I beat Gray in wrestling, I’m stronger than him!” Natsu shouted, laughing in joy.

“I told you it didn’t count! I wasn’t ready” Gray yelled.

“Too bad, I still won and everyone knows I’m stronger than ya!”

“Another round!”

“Nah, we already know who’s the winner”

“Oh yeah? If you’re really the strongest then you’d accept another round right now”

“What?” Natsu questioned, thinking for a few seconds before bumping his fist on Gray’s shoulder. “Alright I’m in, let’s go! Cya Y/N and Lucy” He said before dashing back inside the building.

You sighed, both were too focused on their argument to notice they were interrupting an intimate moment.

“Sorry about..them” You mumbled, embarrassed. You’ll need to scold the two later.

Lucy giggled, “Don’t worry they’re always like this.”

You both stared into the others’ eyes for a while, before leaning in, your lips gently pressed against hers.

“I love you,” You said after pulling away.

Lucy smiled, “I love you too.”

It was the best Halloween party ever.

#FINALLY DONE HOLY #sorry i took a while longer i forgot i wasnt done yet lmao #fairy tail #i hope you enjoyy #lucy heartfilia x male reader #lucy heartfilia #natsu dragneel #gray fullbuster #wendy marvell #fluff #oneshot #fic #uhh idk what else to add #anime #halloween #meracyn

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steveharrington · 1 month ago

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i love your taste in movies, do you have any recommendations for scary movies that are on streaming right now? i just moved and i'm planning to get a library card this weekend but until then i need something to tide me over :)

oh thank you!!! yes! this is just from taking a look around at some of the horror streaming guides i’ve seen online so hopefully these are accurate to which service they’re said to be on!

on netflix:

•train to busan (2016) is an all timer for me that i really think is just a masterpiece. even if you’re a little burned out on zombie media, i still say give train to busan a chance because it does zombies in a way that felt really refreshing and different. the characters in this movie are so well done and it makes me genuinely emotional every time i watch <3

•as above, so below (2014) is such a fun movie like omg….i simply was having the time of my life watching it. really leans into as many scares as it can possibly think of, doesn’t take itself or its subject matter too seriously, genuinely gives me sweaty palms sometimes with the claustrophobia of the paris catacombs. also has the rlly cute guy from cloverfield/super store who i have a big crush on

•some honorable mentions: zombieland (2009) is forever a comfort movie for me, scary stories to tell in the dark (2019) did a genuinely great job imo of adapting the book series, and pearl (2022) is just a great time

on HBO max:

•poltergeist (1982) is an underrated fav of mine <3 weirdly i think of it as like a family friendly horror movie? like i think you could sit down kids in front of poltergeist and they’d generally be okay, which i love and find so compelling in movies that genuinely are scary but also kinda work with younger viewers. feat. the iconic zelda rubinstein

•trick r treat (2007): THEEE halloween movie. its literally a movie ABOUT halloween and about the love of the holiday and the season. genuinely makes me feel so emotional about halloween and the beautiful lovely meaningful holiday it is for so many of us. just a fun campy time, everything ties together in such a clever way, and sam is a little baby. what more could you want?

•honorable mentions: of course the scream franchise (1-4) are classics and so worthy of rewatching, and i’ll recommend open water (2003) because to me it is absolutely terrifying and i find myself thinking about it very often

on hulu:

•the omen (1976) always hits for me. i love this movie and find it so effective in its horror. i LOVE a creepy kid. a bit of the omen trivia: in the final shot, damien wasn’t originally intended to be smiling. he was supposed to look dead ahead at the camera. but the actor was told to be serious and look stern, which made him giggle, so the smile at the end is genuine in that he was trying to suppress a laugh. they kept it because it came across so sinister and tonally perfect in the context of the movie :)

•sea fever (2020) listen no one EVER talks about this movie but i was blown away by it. ocean horror is one of my moms fav subgenres so if we can find a horror movie about the ocean you better believe we will be watching. i thought the concept of this movie and its monster (? if you can call it that) were so fresh and original. compared to its predecessors like leviathan or deep star six, i honestly think sea fever is more effective in its scares

•honorable mentions: hulu has so many good choices! alien (1979) and the fly (1986) are obviously beloved classics for a reason. also if you’re looking for a series, castle rock is near and dear to my heart and is very well done

on prime:

•hell house llc (2015) is another one of those classic Halloween movies to me like it truly is a love letter to the holiday…mwah. found footage is my fav subgenre and this movie does it very well. it has one of the most effective scares that truly took my breath away upon first watch and stuck with me ever since

•10 cloverfield lane (2016): ohhh the cloververse my beloved….i often speak highly of cloverfield (2008) because it’s one of my absolute favorite movies of all time, but i don’t as often talk about 10 cloverfield. not sure why tbh because i love it as well! holy FUCK john goodman is scary in this. it truly sets up a horrifying situation, does so much with a small limited environment, and again john goodman has me shakin in my boots. you don’t have to have seen cloverfield to watch this one! you can watch em out of order no problem

•honorable mentions: of course the thing (1982) is immaculate and gets me every single time. just getting reports right now that lisa frankenstein (2024) is already on prime, HIGHLY recommend, wish i could go back in time to the day i watched this in theaters alone in a new windbreaker i had just thrifted and felt so at peace

honorable streaming service mention: shudder is worth a subscription if you’re wanting to go all in on horror this halloween season. it’s got such a fun eclectic collection and amazing movies like late night with the devil (2024) and series like history of horror

#tried to do a little mix of the more classic recommendations with some that may not come up as often!#out of everything on this list i would honestly highlight sea fever and hell house llc if you’re wanting to branch out #i think watching these smaller and lower budget films is really what partaking in the genre is all about #watching how well people can scare you when you’re least expecting it!#answered #anon

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johnsbleu · 2 months ago

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Hold My Hand: John Wick x Reader Chapter 176

warnings: none hmh masterlist

It’s a warm fall day with a gentle breeze blowing through the trees. The leaves are starting to change color, displaying a beautiful array of red, orange, and yellow hues. The sun is shining brightly, so all you’d really need is a T-shirt and maybe a light sweater. As you drove past the town square, people were out and about, enjoying the warm weather and soaking in the last days of sunshine before winter arrives, hopefully much later than expected.

John is currently at home doing some yard work while you went to the store to do the grocery shopping. You stopped by the farmers' market in Oyster Bay to get fresh fruits and vegetables, and Ronan was so happy since she got snap peas to eat while you shopped around. She helped you pick out a beautiful bouquet of white zinnias, red snapdragons, and some pink dahlias, and of course, she picked a very nice green pepper for her daddy since he loves them.

As soon as you pull into the driveway, you see John setting down some pumpkins. It’s never too early to start decorating for Halloween--that’s what you usually say. This year, you had a little late start, so you’re getting everything out now. John is being so sweet and helping out, even though he’s very much annoyed with you.

At least that’s what you think.

“Hey,” you wave at him as you park the car, and he looks up, “Looks good.”

“What?”

You turn off the car, talking a little louder since he’s several feet away, “I said it looks good!”

“Oh, yeah,” he stands up and shrugs as he looks at everything he’s set out, “Yeah, I think so too.”

Without being asked, John walks over and opens the trunk of the car to find all the groceries. It’ll take several trips in and out, but you know it’ll be done quickly with his help. Ronan is babbling to herself in the backseat, still holding the green pepper she picked for John, and you smile at her when you stop by the rolled-down window to check on her.

“Are you going to show daddy what you got him?” you ask, and Ronan holds it up proudly. “Babe, Ro got you something.”

“She did?” He walks over and laughs when he sees the pepper in her hand, “That’s daddy’s favorite! How did you know?”

Ronan smiles wide, handing the pepper to John. He takes the pepper and reaches in to ruffle her hair before he grabs a few more bags to bring inside. You walk over to check the trunk but see he’s taken everything in, so you get Ronan out and carry her inside.

“Go play for a bit while we put away the groceries.” you say as you set her down in front of her basket of toys, then you head back to the kitchen, “The yard looks good.”

John nods as he looks at you, “Thank you. I have a few things I need to get, but it’s coming together. We’ll be able to get the Halloween stuff this weekend.”

“We don’t have to decorate for Halloween.”

“You don’t want to?” he asks as he slides a box of cereal into the pantry, then he turns to you, “You always love to decorate for a holiday.”

You shrug, “I mean, yeah, but…”

“Then we’ll decorate,” he says, and you look over at him to see a soft smile on his face, “You love to decorate, sweetheart. We’ll decorate.”

“Have any plans tonight?”

John puts the empty grocery bags away, “Yeah, Jimmy wanted to go out and grab some drinks. Maybe watch a game. You?”

“No,” you shake your head, “No plans. Well, actually I’ll be honest, I planned on sitting with my iPad and looking up Halloween decorations.”

John chuckles softly, “Sounds fun. You’re more than welcome to join us tonight.”

“No!” you brush it off and look over at him, “I’ll never crash a boys' night.”

“It’s not really a boys’ night,” he leans back against the counter, crossing his legs at his ankles, “It’s just me and Jimmy hanging out.”

You turn to face him, “Still, I refuse to crash one of your nights with friends--and don’t say he’s not a friend!”

John starts to laugh, “He is a friend. I’d be lying if I said he wasn’t.”

“Is he your…best friend?” you ask, teasingly.

“He’s one of them,” he holds your gaze and smirks, “But you are my ultimate best friend.”

You stand up straight, “Am I really? Even now?”

“’Even now’?” John jerks his head back and furrows his brow, “What does that mean?”

You shrug bashfully, “You’re annoyed with me.”

“What?” he laughs, reaching for your hands, “Why do you think that I’m annoyed with you?”

“You didn’t want to go with us to the store, you were kind of quiet this morning when I left, and you just don’t seem very interested in me today.”

John starts to laugh as he pulls you into his arms, “You are so funny. I never said I didn’t want to go to the store with you. I said that I wanted you to go so I could get things done around here--I wanted to surprise you with getting a head start on the decorations. I was quiet this morning because I didn’t really feel that well, which I feel fine now. As for not seeming interested in you, that is genuinely not true at all and I think you’ve made it up. In fact, I know you made it up.”

“I did not! I tried to kiss you and you didn’t even kiss me back.” you say, and he furrows his brow as he laughs, “You didn’t! I said ‘Okay, I’m leaving now. I’ll be back soon’, and you just waved and walked away.”

“I didn’t feel good!” he laughs, and you squint your eyes, “I am not going into detail, peach.”

You continue to squint your eyes at him, then you nod, “Okay, gotcha. A bathroom issue.”

“Yes, and I don’t really want to divulge the details of that.” he says, and you start to laugh. “I’m not annoyed with you, okay? You don’t ever annoy me. You never have, and I genuinely mean that.”

“Dada!” Ronan yells from the living room, and he quickly kisses your cheek before walking out to see what Ronan needs.

You shake your head, “My damn brain.”

Only you would think John is mad at you when he’s really just not feeling well and wants you to leave so he can use the bathroom. At that, you start to laugh a little.

“What is momma laughing about?”

You look over at John holding Ronan, “How stupid I am sometimes.”

“Ah, ah, not stupid!” he says, and you smile when Ronan mimics John’s ‘ah, ah’.

Ronan bounces in John’s arms before she kicks her legs to be put down, then she runs off to the living room with Bleu following behind her. John takes a deep breath and looks at you, and you both start to laugh before hugging one another tight. You lean back to look at him, and he cups your face and kisses you tenderly.

“Poor thing, you’ve spent hours thinking I’m upset with you,” he whispers, and you shake your head and laugh. “What are your plans for tonight, sweetheart? Because if you do want to, you’re welcome to come with us.”

“Nah,” you wave it off, “We can spend time apart. We don’t need to be that annoying couple.”

John cocks his brow, “What if I want to be?”

“God, me too.” you start to laugh as he dips you, kissing you hard on the lips. He helps you stand up, then you smile at him, “Seriously, I’ll be fine. Ro and I can have a girls' night.”

“But when I get home, we can have a Wick night. I won’t be gone long.”

You start to laugh as you nod, “God, we’re insufferable.”

“We’re in love, mouse!” he wraps his arms around you, shaking you from side to side a little, “We’re in looove.”

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you dance in place with him, “Yes, we can have a Wick night when you get home, but Ro might not be awake.”

“That’s okay,” he leans down to kiss you before he lets you go, “I can always hold her while she sleeps.”

He is too damn sweet and just loves his family. It’s adorable.

You lean up to kiss him again before you walk out to the living room to find the mess Ronan has made with her toys. No matter how many times you put them away, she’s gonna make a mess. John used to be a little uptight about it, but he’s learned to let it go. Things are bound to get messy with a kid.

John reaches down and tickles Ronan, “You and momma are gonna have a fun night.”

“Yes, we are!” you laugh as Ronan runs over to John, attacking his legs. “We’ll take a bath in the big tub, then we’ll get all snuggled up and watch a spooooky movie. Maybe--”

“Don’t watch It’s The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown without me!” he says, pointing his finger at you, “I want to be with you when she watches it for the first time.”

A smile spreads across your face as you lean over to bite the tip of his finger, “Of course we won’t watch it without you. We’ll probably watch Hotel Transylvania or Coco.”

John takes a deep breath and looks at the clock on the wall, “I should probably shower and get ready.”

“For your date.”

“It’s not a date,” he laughs as he leans down to kiss you. You look up at him and grin, and he starts to laugh, “Stop.”

You watch as he heads upstairs, “Have fun on your date! I hope you get a second one!”

You’re currently sprawled out on the couch with Ronan tucked into your side as you scroll through the Target app and add things to your cart. You have about 10 items in your cart right now, making the total around $450, but knowing you, you’ll end up feeling guilty about spending so much that you’ll delete everything. Knowing John, he’ll go with you to the store and point out everything (unknowingly) that you had in your cart and say that you should get it. He’ll end up adding it without a second thought.

Jimmy drove tonight, so you’re not surprised when you see John walking up the driveway. He stumbles a bit, which makes you laugh, then he unlocks the front door and comes in.

“Hi!” he says loudly, and you point at Ronan. He whispers loudly, “Oh, shit, sorry!”

“John!” you laugh quietly as you carefully move off the couch and walk to him, “Are you drunk?”

John leans back against the door and chuckles, “Maybe.”

“You’re being so loud. Shh!” you look over your shoulder at Ronan still zonked out, “Go to our room. I’ll be up in a minute.”

John wiggles his brows, “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” you roll your eyes playfully. There’s no way you’re having sex with him tonight. He’ll pass out the moment his head hits the pillow anyway. “Go upstairs.”

“Fine,” he stumbles a little trying to get his shoes off without using his hands, and you laugh as you walk over to Ronan.

You lift Ronan off the couch and carry her up to her room, but John quickly follows and gives her a kiss before going to your bedroom. Ronan shifts around a little until she’s comfortable, and you give her a kiss before heading to your room to find John laying on the bed in just his boxers and a huge grin.

“Well, hello.”

You laugh as you close your bedroom door, “Not happening.”

“What? Why?”

“Jonathan, you’re drunk. I’m not having sex with you. You wouldn’t have sex with me when I came home from hanging out with the girls and having a few drinks, so I’m not having sex with you.” you cross your arms and raise your brows. “Not tonight.”

John laughs as he sits up, “Oh, so this is payback?”

God, he does look so good though. His cheeks are a little flushed from the alcohol, but he’s smiling so wide. He’s shirtless, his hair looks great, and when he moves, you can see little glimpses of his tattoos, which always drives you a little crazy.

“No! This is you being drunk and me not taking advantage of that.”

“Well, I want you to.” he starts to smile, “What if I go down on you? I really want to go down on you. I’m drooling just thinking about it.”

You stare at him as he scoots to the end of the bed, “Jonathan Charles.”

“Come on…” he laughs, pulling you closer by the waistband of your pants, “I’ll beg.”

“Though it’s awfully tempting…” you say as you lean down to kiss him, "The answer is still no.”

John moves closer and lifts your shirt up as he kisses your stomach, “Please, I really need a taste. I need you to sit on my face.”

You look down at him as he puts your shirt over his head and continues to kiss and suck on your stomach. Your eyes roll shut when he nips at your skin, and you squeeze your legs shut when you feel the dull ache between them. He moves down to the waistband of your pants and begins to tug them down until they’re at your ankles as he kisses even lower and nips at your hip bone.

God, it’s so awfully tempting, but he’s not thinking straight. Obviously if he wasn’t drunk, this would totally be happening right now, no questions asked, but he’s not completely sober. He’d never give in to you if the roles were reversed, and you want to give him that same respect.

“John,” you pull your shirt from over his head and look into his bloodshot brown eyes, “No.”

John narrows his eyes and watches you walk over to your side of the bed, “Fine!”

A laugh escapes your lips, and John turns around to look at you, still glaring. You shake your head a little and pull off your shirt so you’re just in a bralette before crawling into bed, then you turn off your light and roll to your left side to face John. He’s facing away from you, so you tap his shoulder a few times, but he doesn’t move. You sit up and lean over him, but he’s already passed out, just like you knew he would be.

“God, you’re so funny.” you whisper to him, then you lean down and kiss his cheek, “I love you.”

“Ooh, look who has decided to join us for breakfast this morning,” you say when John finally strolls into the kitchen at nearly 11. “Already have a plate and hot coffee waiting for you.”

John looks at you and puts his hand over his heart as he walks to the table, “You have my heart, Mrs. Wick.”

Ronan offers John a piece of toast, which he takes, then she happily walks off with the piece of banana she has in her other hand. She stomps her tiny feet on the floor next to you and grins widely, her face covered in peanut butter and banana.

“You’re a little stinker like your daddy.” you say, and she nods her head. “Yeah, you are.”

John groans a little, “My head.”

“There’s ibuprofen right next to you.” you say, and he grabs it and takes some. You walk over and sit down next to him, rubbing your thumb over his cheek, “Gonna be a quiet day for you?”

“Yeah, I think so.” he nods, looking up at you, “Was I weird last night?”

You start to laugh, “No more than usual.”

“Oh, god, what did I do?”

You laugh when John puts his head in his hands, “You just wanted to go down on me.”

“That’s it?”

“I mean…” you start to laugh, and he shakes his head before waving his hand in a ‘give it to me’ motion. “Yeah, well, you wanted to go down on me--literally said you’d beg.”

John groans loudly, “Oh god.”

“Said you were drooling for it, which I will admit, was pretty hot. Then you decided to put my shirt over your head.” you say, and he starts to laugh, “I told you no, to which you said ‘fine’ and pouted before rolling onto your side of the bed and instantly passing out.”

“Nothing else?”

You shake your head when he looks at you, “Nope.”

“I’m so sorry,” he chuckles a little before leaning over to kiss your cheek, “I did not expect to get drunk.”

“Oh, and you were really loud when you came home. You tried to get your shoes off without using your hands and almost fell. It’s very weird seeing John Wick drunk. I don’t think I’ve seen you drunk since…our honeymoon.”

John takes a small bite of toast, “Jimmy decided we needed shots last night, and apparently, for some strange reason, I agreed.”

You start to laugh when you hear your phone ringing, and you reach for it to see Tess calling, “Hello?”

“Is your husband as hungover as mine?”

“Yes, he is.” you smile at John, then you get up and bring your plate to the sink, “Apparently Jimmy thought they needed shots.”

Tess laughs, “Oh, is that right? I heard it was John.”

“Hmm, interesting.” you look over at him, “So, John was the shots instigator last night.”

“Nope! Don’t let him pin this on me.” he says, then he quickly deflates and looks around, “Shit, maybe it was me?”

You laugh, “He seems confused. He needs a quiet day.”

“Yeah, same with Jimmy. Do you have plans?”

“I was going to do some Halloween shopping.”

Tess nearly squeals, “Can I come with?”

“Of course.” you say, then you look down at Ronan covered in marker--where the hell did she get a marker? “Ro and I will be over to pick you up in about 20 minutes. I need to get her cleaned up.”

You hang up with Tess and pick up Ronan to set her on the counter, then you scrub at her face with a paper towel to get the green marker off of it. You also find a star sticker in her hair. You have no idea where she’s getting this shit. The office, maybe?

“Babe, I think Ro got into the office.” you say, and he hums as he nods. “John…”

“Huh?”

You look over at him and laugh, “Ro and I are going to go out for a little bit. Will you be okay?”

“Yeah, I’m just going to rest.”

“Okay, well, if you need anything, just call me.” you say, and he nods his head before taking a bite of toast. You let Ronan down and watch as she scurries off to the office, giggling, “Ronan Charlotte!”

John flinches and squeezes his eyes shut, and you grimace when he looks at you, whispering ‘sorry.’ He finishes the last of his toast, then he brings his plate to the sink before finishing off his coffee and pouring himself another cup. You hold his gaze when he looks at you, and he leans against you, quietly groaning.

“Go lay down on the couch, babe.” you whisper to him, and he nods his head. “Just watch a movie. We’ll get out of your hair for a bit.”

“I don’t want you out of my hair. I want you here.” he says just as Ronan screams in delight from the other room. “Okay, well, I don’t want that.”

You start to laugh, “And those damn kids just never listen when you tell them to shut up, do they?”

John starts to laugh, “You’d never tell her to shut up.”

“No, but she’s not very good at using her indoor voice right now. I think it’s best if we get out for a bit while you get some rest.” you cup his face and lean up to kiss him, tasting coffee and peanut butter on his lips, “We’ll be back in a few hours.”

John closes his eyes and nods his head, “I’ll walk you two out to the car.”

“I’m parked in the driveway and the sun is blinding today,” you say, placing your hand on his chest to stop him, “Trust me, I’m saving your retinas right now.”

“Well, thank you.” he laughs, hugging you tightly.

You grab your phone and keys off the counter, then you walk into the living room, “Ro, baby, come on.”

Ronan comes stomping out of the office covered in more stickers and pulling a ball of yarn behind her, and you and John both look at each other. You take the yarn from her and wrap it back up, then you tuck it into a drawer in the kitchen so Toast won’t get it.

“Where did she find that?” John asks as he lifts her up and kisses her cheek before putting her back down.

“I’m nervous to look at the office.” you say, then you quickly put your hands on his chest when he starts to make his way towards it, “Nope! You’re laying down and relaxing. I’ll close the door so Bleu and Toast don’t get in there, but you’re not doing anything about it. I will when I get home.”

John gives you a displeased look, “I can clean the office, peach.”

“I have it taken care of!” you quickly shut the door and point at him, “Lay down and rest!”

He laughs as he walks over to lay on the couch. You lean down and kiss him, then you grab your purse and reach for Ronan’s hand. She blows a kiss to him when he waves at her, and you wave at him and blow a kiss too.

“We love you. We’ll be back soon.”

“I love you both,” he says, reaching for the TV remote. “Please drive carefully.”

You get Ronan’s shoes and look back at John, “Try not to have too much fun without us.”

John shakes his head as he looks at you, “I definitely won’t.”

Tess was a little quiet while shopping. She just didn’t really seem like herself. You didn’t want to pester her and yank whatever it was bothering her out of her, but you definitely wanted to know. She never ended up telling you even though you two were together for hours shopping and getting lunch.

On the subject of shopping, you may have gone a little overboard on the Halloween decorations, but at least you didn’t spend $450! You spent…$436. The yard and house will look so good with all the decorations though.

“Okay, we have to be quiet.” you say to Ronan, and she nods her head.

You step into the house and smile when both Bleu and Toast run over to greet you, which causes Ronan to squeal. You set her down and lean over to look at the couch, but John isn’t laying there like you expected. Ronan stomps in place and giggles when Bleu licks her fingers that are sticky from fruit gummies.

“John?” you walk into the kitchen and find it empty, then you walk to the office, opening the door slowly in case he’s on a call or something. He’s not in there and the office is completely tidy again. Of course he cleaned it.

“Dada!” Ronan screams in delight and giggles, and you turn around to see John kneeling in front of the window playing peek-a-boo with her.

You laugh as you open the door and smile at him, “What happened to resting?”

“I’m all rested up.” he says, and you peck him quickly. “I was missing my girls, so I needed to do something to get my mind off of it.”

John gestures over your shoulder, and you turn around to see the patio is covered in bales of hay, pumpkins, and scarecrows. He smiles proudly when you look back at him. It looks so cute, and he clearly worked really hard on it despite having a hangover.

“How the hell did I miss this when I drove up? It looks great!” you smile at him, then you look over at Ronan as she tries to climb onto a bale of hay. “I actually got some more things to go with it, plus we’ll need to do the front door too. I got…a lot.”

“I figured.” he laughs, shrugging as he walks over to Ronan, “You know, I love how much you love decorating for holidays.”

You shrug and follow him, “I just want every holiday to be magical for Ro, especially Halloween and Christmas.”

“She’s going to love the holiday season and how special you make it,” he says, and you smile at him. He leans over to kiss the top of Ronan’s head, then he helps her get situated next to him on the bale of hay. “Did you pick costumes for the boys?”

“She did,” you start to laugh, “Bleu is going to be a bumblebee and Toast is going to just wear a pumpkin hat that he’ll definitely rip off. Bleu is the more patient one.”

John laughs, “That’s true, though for a cat, Toast is very patient with her. Toast and I did snuggle up on the couch for a while though. Purred so damn loud. Him, not me.”

You start to walk over to join the two of them, but your phone buzzes in your pocket. Tess is calling, so you quickly answer it.

“What are you doing?” she asks before you can even say hello.

“Standing on the side patio looking at John and Ronan. What are you doing?”

Tess sighs, “When was the last time we had a sleepover?”

“Uh,” you laugh as you sit in John’s lap, “I have no idea.”

“Why is it that when we become adults, we no longer have sleepovers? If anything, I think it’s way more fun to have them as adults. We can gossip about stuff, we can stay up later, we don’t have to sneak out, we can drive. It makes sense to have them as adults because we don’t spend as much time together. When you’re teens, you’re always together.”

You start to smile, “Tess, do you want to have a sleepover?”

“I thought you’d never ask!” she says, and you let out a small laugh. “I was actually hoping you’d be up for heading to the lake house for the weekend.”

The lake house is a bit of a drive, but it would be fun to have a nice weekend with her since you haven’t had one with just the two of you in a while.

“Let me talk to John and I’ll text you,” you look at him as you say goodbye to her, and he looks at you with soft brown eyes as you hang up. “Tess wants to go to the lake house--just us. Just to hang out for the weekend.”

“Oh, okay.” he nods, and you raise your brows as he starts to laugh, “I’m okay with that.”

You reach over and take the leaf from Ronan that she’s trying to stick into her mouth, “You’ll be okay with her this weekend?”

“Of course! We’ll have some daddy-daughter time.” he says, looking down at her before looking at you, “We’ll miss you though.”

“Which is why I’m kind of on the fence about leaving. I’m gonna miss you both so much,” you frown, and John leans up to kiss you. “We’ll FaceTime?”

John nods, “Of course. And you deserve a weekend away with Tess. Without annoying husbands, without kids. It’ll be nice for you two.”

“Yeah, I think so too--the weekend for the two of us, not the without annoying husband and kids part. You’re not annoying,” you say, and John bounces you on his knee and smiles. “I should let her know and pack a bag. Are you sure you’ll be okay?”

“Yes, we’ll be fine.”

“But you don’t feel good!”

John laughs, “I’m fine, peach. I just needed a few extra hours of sleep, but I’m fine. I’m fully capable of taking care of her this weekend even with a hangover.”

“I just don’t want to dump her onto you this weekend while you don’t feel good.”

“I’m her dad,” he says, and you nod. “You’re not ‘dumping’ her onto me. I want to spend time with her, and it’s my responsibility to take care of her too. It’s not just on you to do that. Remember? We’re a team.”

You frown as his smile gets bigger, “I just want you to be okay. I mean, I went grocery shopping so you’ll be--”

“We’ll be okay,” he laughs, and you lean over to kiss him. “I was thinking of taking her to the pumpkin patch. I think we need some more. Don’t worry, we won’t go to the big one that we planned on going to. We’ll just go to the one in the town square.”

You frown, “That sounds fun though.”

“Doesn’t hanging out with your sister sound fun too?” he asks, and you nod your head, “Okay, then. You’ll have fun.”

You exhale sharply as you get up and turn to look at him, “I’m going to pack my bag then.”

“Oh, one thing,” he says and you look at him, “Can I keep the car?”

“Yeah, I assume Tess will drive,” you say, then you narrow your eyes and turn to him, “Why?”

He starts to laugh as he picks up Ronan and stands up, “We gotta fill this yard with pumpkins and I can’t do that with the Mustang.”

“Our own personal pumpkin patch?”

John laughs as he follows you into the house, “Hey, if that’s what Mrs. Wick wants, then that’s what she’ll get.”

“I mean, I don’t want an entire pumpkin patch, but yes, it would be kind of cool to line the driveway with them, so we can light them on Halloween night.”

“Did you hear that?” John asks Ronan as she looks at him with her big brown eyes, “We’re going to get some pumpkins. Just you and me!”

You start to smile as you watch John dancing with Ronan and kissing her cheek, “I’m so jealous.”

After packing your bag for the weekend, you stood at the end of the driveway and said goodbye to John and Ronan for about 10 minutes. It was so hard to let them go and watch them from the mirror as they waved at you, but you know you’ll see them soon and it’ll be nice for them to spend some time together. Ronan adores her dad and he adores her just the same, so they’ll have a blast.

It did hurt a little to know that Ronan cried for a bit after you left. John texted you to let you know, but she stopped shortly after when John was able to distract her with a toy.

The first thing you and Tess did when you got to the lake house was open the windows to let in some warm fall air. The place just smells stale when no one is there for a while. You lit a few candles to help with the smell too. Tess decided to run to the store and grab some things for the weekend while you stayed back to get the house tidied a little bit.

Just as you reach for a pillow to fluff up, you hear the doorbell ring, which is odd since you really don’t get many visitors out here. You walk to the door and smile when you see a woman standing on the porch with a box in her arms.

“Hello?” you open the door and smile at her.

“Uh,” she looks at the paper taped to the box, “A delivery for Wick.”

You smile, “That’s me! What is this?”

The woman smiles, “He was very adamant on what he wanted and how quickly he wanted it delivered. He’s a keeper.”

You furrow your brow as you laugh, “Thanks?”

“Have a good day!” she says before bouncing back to her car.

Carrying the box inside, you kick the door shut with your foot, then you set the box on the kitchen counter and open it. You stand on your tiptoes to look into it, and you immediately smile when you see the note tucked into the beautiful flowers.

“You’re kidding me?” you laugh loudly as you hold up the large vase of dahlias, roses, and eucalyptus, then you grab the note to read.

We miss you already. Have a great weekend, my peach. We love you so much and can’t wait to see you. - Jonathan and Ronan.

You immediately get your phone and FaceTime John, listening to it ring while you set the vase of flowers on the table.

“Hi, peach,” he says, and you hold up your phone to show him the flowers, “You got them already? That was fast.”

“She said you were very adamant about getting them delivered right away.”

John laughs, “I was. I wanted them to get there before the end of the day. I’m glad you got them.”

You hold up your camera so John can see you, and you smile when you notice his hair is wet, “Did you two go swimming?”

“We did. It got really warm this afternoon. Jimmy and Finn are here too,” he says, showing you Jimmy sitting on the floor playing with the kids, and you wave at them. “Are you and Tess gonna swim?”

“Probably not,” you shake your head as you walk outside, “We’ll probably just sit on the sun deck for a bit, but you know me, I won’t swim unless you’re here for me to climb on.”

John laughs, “True. Where is Tess?”

“She went to the store. She should be back soon.” you say, looking at John’s face filling up your phone screen, “You look really handsome. Really happy.”

“I am happy!”

You playfully squint, “Because I’m not at home?”

“Because I’m talking to you! Peach, I don’t think you realize how much I miss you already.” he says as you smile, “I truly, truly miss you.”

“I miss you too,” you turn around as the front door opens, “Hey, Tess is here. We’ll FaceTime tonight, okay?”

John kneels down and holds the phone up so Ronan can see you, “Say bye to momma.”

“I love you so, so, so much.” you wave at her and smile when she waves back, “Thank you to my babies for my gorgeous flowers. I love them!”

“We’re glad!” John smiles as he waves, “I’ll talk to you later! Bye!”

You wave back before you blow a kiss and hang up, walking into the house to see Tess has several bags. You quickly help her get everything put away, and she laughs when she sees the flowers on the table.

“You’re kidding? He’s so cute,” she says, and you grin when she looks at you. “When did he get these sent?”

“The moment I left, I’m assuming.” you laugh as you gently touch a rose petal, “He’s sweet.”

Tess nods, “He is very sweet. Why doesn’t my husband send me flowers?”

You open your mouth to say something but you’re cut off by the doorbell. Tess quickly walks over to answer it, and you laugh when you see her coming in with a box just like yours.

“Oh, he definitely talked to John.” she says as she takes the vase of flowers out.

You laugh, “I assume he called shortly after John did. The boys are at my place right now.”

“Oh, and a box of chocolate!”

“I didn’t get a box of chocolate!” you walk over to your box and look in it, “Rude.”

Tess laughs as she looks at you, pressing her phone to her ear, “James! Did you buy me flowers?”

You widen your eyes when she talks in the most embarrassing baby voice to him, and she glares at you, pointing her finger and silently telling you to zip it. You laugh to yourself as you grab your phone and head outside to spend time in the sun.

Rolling over in bed, you nearly bump into Tess, who is sound asleep. You don’t even want to admit it, but you can’t sleep without John here. You selfishly hope he can’t sleep either. You get up from the bed and tiptoe out, closing the door behind you before you walk into the kitchen and get a glass of water. Your phone buzzes in your hand with a text, and you smile to yourself. Only one person would text you at 1:27 in the morning.

You awake?

Yup. Can’t sleep.

Are you alone?

I’m sitting on the back patio, so yes.

Your phone immediately starts ringing with a FaceTime call from John.

“Hello, Mr. Wick.”

“I miss you terribly,” he admits, and you smile at him, “I can’t sleep without you here.”

Nodding your head, you let out a small laugh, “Same.”

“Maybe we are insufferable.”

“No, John, we’re in love.” you start to laugh when he grins, “Maybe--��

John shakes his head, “No, this is your weekend with Tess.”

“Yeah, but--”

“I won’t crash it.” he says, and you roll your eyes. “Even though you look so beautiful right now and all I want to do is hold you and kiss you.”

You start to laugh when there’s a flutter in your stomach, “That gave me butterflies.”

“Fuck, I miss you!” he whispers loudly, which makes you furrow your brow since Ronan definitely can’t hear him talking from her room. He moves the phone down to show you that Ronan is tucked into his side, her plump cheek squished against John’s chest, “I can’t sleep when you’re not here, so I brought her into our room. She snuggles like her momma.”

“You mean she clings.”

John laughs, “Yeah, that too. She’s snuggling right now, but shortly she’s going to kick me and take up half the bed, which is a California king, so that’s some talent right there. She is so much like you. I love it.”

Sighing quietly, you look at John on your phone, “I guess I should try to sleep. You should too. She’s such a handful when you’re tired.”

“I know,” he nods before he leans down to kiss the top of Ronan’s head, “Call me in the morning when you get a chance.”

“I will. I love you.”

John smiles, “I love you too. Bye, peach.”

“Bye,” you wave at him, then you hang up and head back to your bedroom.

Tess wanted to watch a movie and share a bed like you used to when you were kids, so she’s currently sleeping in your room. You crawl into bed and pull the blanket over your shoulder, then you wiggle down until you’re comfortable.

“Can’t sleep either?”

“Either? You were just snoring.”

Tess laughs sleepily, “I’m in and out of sleep.”

You roll over to your back just as she does, “Why can’t you sleep?”

Tess holds up her phone to show you a text from Jimmy that was sent about an hour ago, “He misses me.”

“I just talked to John. He misses me too.” you start to laugh, “Our husbands.”

“I haven’t been away from him in so long and it’s really weird,” she laughs quietly, “It’s so weird how you meet someone one day and they just become everything to you, and you can’t imagine your life without them, and even sleeping without them for a few nights is just ridiculously hard to do.”

You laugh, “I’m so dependent on John and his soft back scratches to help me fall asleep. I just miss his presence too. Knowing he’s lying beside me is such a comfort.”

“We’re so pukey,” Tess laughs, and you join in. “We really lucked out on our husbands, didn’t we?”

“We did,” you look over at your phone when it lights up with a text, and you reach for it.

I can’t sleep. I hate sleeping without you.

Me too.

Can we never do this again?

You look over at Tess as she smiles and reads your texts. She laughs and shakes her head, and you roll to your side to see her texting Jimmy to tell him that she loves him. The sleep eventually gets to you and Tess, and you both soon fall asleep, still clutching your phones.

The smell of coffee wafts through the house as you sit on the back porch with a book. It’s cool out today, so you have a blanket over your lap to keep yourself warm. You take a sip of your coffee and let out a contented sigh. You turn the page of your book, completely engrossed in the story, and as you reach for another sip of coffee, you hear a faint rustling sound coming from the bushes at the edge of the yard.

You set down your book and peer over to get a better look just as a small rabbit emerges from the bushes and hops across your lawn before disappearing into another bush on the other side. You smile to yourself and turn to get Ronan but quickly remember she’s not here. She loves ‘bun-buns’.

“Hey,” Tess plops down next to you, “You know what pregnancy roulette is?”

“Yeah, you take a pregnancy test and put it into a cup and pull them out to see if it’s positive. It’s popular on TikTok right now.”

Tess nods as she smiles, “We should do it. I don’t think I’m pregnant, but it’d be fun.”

“That’s your idea of fun?”

“Yeah,” she laughs, and you shake your head before you shrug. Tess pulls out two tests from her pocket. “I knew you’d say yes.”

You start to laugh, “Well, I’m not pregnant, so…”

“You never know,” she sings as you both get up.

Taking the test from Tess, you walk into the bathroom and open it. It gives you a weird feeling in your stomach that you’re not sure you understand. Is it nerves? You know you’re not pregnant, but there’s always a chance. John doesn’t use condoms, but you are on birth control. Sometimes birth control fails though.

You put the cap back on the test and open the door to find Tess standing there with a box for the tests. She holds up her phone with the countdown on it and walks into the living room.

“So, wait, do you think you’re pregnant?” you ask, and she shakes her head. “Then why are we taking these?”

“Because I want to. It looked fun.” she says, then she starts to laugh, “You look sick. Are you pregnant?”

You shake your head, “No. John and I aren’t ready, but most of all, I’m not ready. My hemorrhage scared the living shit out of me. I know my next pregnancy will be high-risk, and I’ll probably be on bed rest a lot. I’m just not ready for that. Ronan isn’t potty-trained yet. I just…am not ready. Neither is John. And I know he’s not. Well, he said he’s ready whenever, but he admits that he wants to wait too. He knows how much I went through with Ro.”

“Yeah, that makes sense.” she says, then she looks at you, “What if your test is positive?”

“Then I’m pregnant, I guess.” you start to laugh before you look at her and frown, “I don’t want it to be positive though.”

Tess nods, “It’ll all be fine.”

“Yeah…” you inhale deeply and sit down next to Tess, watching as the timer counts down from three minutes. You look at her when it hits the last ten seconds, then you take a deep breath and let it out slowly when the timer goes off. “Well, here goes nothing. Wait, how do we know which test is mine?”

“We don’t.” she says, and you scrunch your brows. “We just…guess.”

You scoff, “Solid plan. I guess when I start throwing up all day every day, I’ll know which one was mine.”

Tess nudges your shoulder and laughs before she pulls out a test. She holds it up and looks at you. Negative. You really hope that one is yours. She reaches in for the last test and looks at you before you both look at the test. Tess laughs loudly and slaps her hand over her mouth, and you feel your heart sink to your stomach when you see the positive line.

“Holy shit!” she exclaims, looking at you, “Is this yours?”

“I don’t know!” you stand up and pace, “Tess, I can’t…I’m not ready. I just…I love my trio. I can’t. Oh, god, I’m gonna pass out.”

Tess laughs as she stands up, “Relax, goose.”

“I can’t,” you start to laugh despite being so nervous, “Oh my god!”

“Relax,” she walks over and rests her hands on your shoulders to calm you down, “It’s not you. You’re not pregnant.”

You blink a few times as you look at her, “What?”

“I am,” she smiles wide as tears fill her eyes, “I thought it’d be a funny way to tell you. I’m pregnant. I’m six weeks pregnant.”

You immediately burst into tears as you wrap your arms around her, “Tess! Oh my god! Oh my god!”

Not only do you feel relief for yourself, you feel so, so, so much happiness for Tess and her growing family. And lots and lots of relief for yourself.

Tess starts to laugh as she lifts up her shirt, “Look at my belly already. I’ve had to hide it these past two weeks. I just popped so fast; supposedly you do with your second pregnancy.”

“You’re pregnant,” you cry as she laughs, “Why did you have to give me a heart attack to tell me?”

“Because I knew it’d be funny.”

You start to laugh as you wipe away the tear running down your cheek, “Does Jimmy know?”

“He does,” she smiles and shows you the picture of the little set-up she put together to tell him. “He’s so happy. He wanted to tell John this weekend, so I’m sure he knows by now.”

“He probably didn’t give John a heart attack though,” you say, and she laughs as she hugs you.

Tess smiles as she shrugs, “No, probably not.”

“Holy shit, Tess!” you start to laugh, another wave of shock running through you, “You’re pregnant! A mom of two! Finny is a big brother!”

“I know,” she looks down at the small bump and grins, “I’m so excited. I was so nervous about it when I thought I might be. I was just like you, thinking that I didn’t want to disrupt my trio and ruin what we had, but babe, this little nugget is just what we need. Like, I can’t even imagine not being pregnant with a second baby now and it’s only been a few weeks. You’ll feel that way too.”

Like always, she’s probably right. You and John have always said you wanted more babies and you don’t want Ro to be an only child. It’s not even that you’re worried about not loving another kid--you absolutely will, there’s no doubt--but the thing that scares you more than anything is how your pregnancy went last time. You’ll most likely be at a higher risk this second time around, and that scares the shit out of you. You don’t want to lose a baby and you certainly don’t want to…well, die.

“I’m sure,” you nod as you look down at her bump, “I’m sure I’ll feel that way. I know I will. Of course I want to have more kids with John. We’re really good at making babies, and John, god, John is so meant to be a dad. He is such a good dad. So patient and understanding. He’s perfect. Of course I want to have more kids with him.”

Tess reaches for your hand, “But I understand why you’re hesitant, and he does too. He’s talked to me about it even.”

“Of course.”

“He just wanted to make sure he was being considerate and was doing the right thing. It’s why he rarely ever brings up more kids these days. He just doesn’t want to hurt your feelings or upset you.” she says, and you start to smile when she playfully rolls her eyes, “He’s really sweet.”

You nod, “He is.”

Tess’ phone starts to ring, so she takes it out and presses it to her ear. You gesture out to the sundeck to let her know that you’re going outside, and she nods her head. You grab your phone and take it with you since now all you want to do is hear John’s voice.

Being away from him has been harder than you expected. The two of you spend time apart, but you’re pretty far away from him right now and the whole world just feels off. It’s like you’re missing this whole other half of you. Tess is right: it is weird how someone becomes so important to you that you can’t imagine life without them.

Once you’re on the sun deck, you lean against the railing as you call John, listening to the line ring. It goes to voicemail, so you try again. He could be busy with Ronan. It is close to lunchtime anyway. You pocket your phone and look out at the sun shining on the water and smile when you see a little turtle perched on a rock as it sunbathes.

After about a minute, you pull your phone out and call John again. You’re not trying to be annoying, but you really want to talk to him. Of course, he doesn’t answer again, but now you know why. You don’t even have to look over to your left because you know he’s there. You can feel him.

“Three times in a minute, peach. That might be a record.” he says, and you start to laugh as you look at him, “I was trying to surprise you.”

“I could feel you,” you say, and he smiles as he walks over to you, reaching to bring you into his arms, “The air got warmer.”

John laughs, “Is that so?”

“Mhm,” you close your eyes and lean your head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, “God, I missed you.”

“I missed you too. I had to come see you,” he whispers against the top of your head, still holding you tight to him.

You lean back to look at him, “You’re only here to visit?”

“Do you want me to stay?” he asks, and you nod your head as he smiles, “Good, because I packed a bag.”

You cup his face and stretch up to kiss him several times, “Where’s Ro?”

“I left her back home. You went grocery shopping, so she’ll be fine.” he says, and you start to laugh, “She’s got the house to herself. I told her no parties, but we’ll see.”

You laugh, “Did you lock the liquor up?”

“I did,” he laughs, nodding his head, “Nah, she’s in the house with Tess. We missed you.”

“I missed you both so much.” you admit as you rest your hands on his chest, and you look up at him and hold his gaze, “So, Tess is pregnant.”

He nods, “Yeah, pretty crazy.”

“I, um, heard that you talked to her about…me.” you say, and he nods, “About how to word things and…not mentioning more kids so you don’t hurt my feelings.”

“I just don’t want to say the wrong thing.”

You cup his cheek, rubbing your thumb against his beard, “You can talk to me about more kids, babe. We want more kids. I just don’t want you to pressure me, which you never have! You’ve never made me feel pressured or that you’re just waiting for me to say it’s time. You’ve even said you’re not ready either.”

“I’m ready whenever you are, and I mean that.” he nods, then he shrugs, “But I’ll admit, I don’t think it’s time. Ro isn’t potty trained. We’re just not there yet, but when it’s time, we’ll know. That’s what Tess said. She said that when we’re ready and it’s time for us to have another kid, we’ll know.”

“She made me take a pregnancy test,” you start to laugh and John furrows his brow, “She wanted to do some pregnancy test roulette thing and we both took a test and put them in a cup. Obviously, hers was positive since she was pregnant, but mine was negative. I know we’re not ready because there was no part of me that wanted that test to be positive, and I feel…bad for that.”

John cups your face, “It’s okay to not be ready, sweetheart.”

“I’m just so scared,” you admit as tears well up in your eyes, “I’m terrified of getting pregnant again and going through what I went through with Ro. Waking up that night with all that blood covering me…”

“I know,” he pulls you into his chest and holds you, “It was traumatizing, I know. It was for me too, but I can only imagine how it felt for you. Look, it’s okay to not be ready for another baby. I don’t think we are either. We have our hands full right now with everything that we have going on. But would it make you feel better if we talked to Doctor Mendez? Maybe she could calm your nerves a little.”

You nod as you close your eyes. John holds you tight in his arms and kisses the top of your head, and the two of you stay like this for a few quiet minutes. John finally loosens his grip and leans back to look at you, and you smile when he wipes the tear off your cheek.

“I missed you,” he whispers, leaning down to kiss you as he wraps his arms around your waist. “Do you wanna go see our baby?”

“Yeah,” you let out a small laugh and intertwine your fingers with John before heading back to the house.

As soon as you step inside, Ronan squeals with delight and runs over to you, saying ‘momma’ over and over. You scoop her into your arms and smother her little face in kisses, and she giggles the entire time.

“I missed you, bug!” you hoist her onto your hip and smile, “Did you miss me?”

Ronan nods her head and smiles before pointing at John and saying something about a pumpkin. John leans over and kisses the top of her head, but she quickly loses interest and wants to go back to playing with Finn. You put her down and watch as she runs over to join him in a pile of toys.

“I know I said I wouldn’t crash your weekend…” John smiles when you look at him, “I don’t have as much self-control as you.”

“I don’t mind,” you lean up and kiss him, then you pull away and gasp, “New family member!”

John furrows his brow, “What?”

“New family member!” you say again, playfully shaking John, “From our anniversary week, the psychic! She said we’d have a new family member. We thought she meant Toast, but I think she meant this! She was real! She really knew!”

He nods, smiling when you look up at him, “Well, she said that we were soulmates, so clearly she knew what she was talking about!”

“Amazing,” you say quietly as you smile.

John chuckles as he wraps his arms around you and kisses you, “What were you doing before I got here?”

You shrug, “I was going to sit on the porch and read.”

“Can I join you?”

You start to smile, “If I said no, would you have enough self-control to stay away?”

“Absolutely not,” he answers immediately, wrapping his arms around you tighter, “But I think you like that.”

You lean into his embrace as a smile spreads on your face, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. It feels like home. You can't help but smile, knowing that he understands you better than anyone else ever has and ever will. As you two stand there in each other's arms, you realize that this is where you belong. With him. And with a deep breath, you finally answer his question.

"Yes," you say softly, "You can join me."

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myeuphoricmindset · 1 year ago

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Ghostface - Eddie Munson

Summary | You've just bumped into a masked stranger at a Hawkins Halloween party. You don't know if it's the mystery man or the alcohol, but you're breaking all the rules tonight. Because tonight you're not you —you're someone completely different. On Halloween, you can be whoever you want. Whoever 𝒉𝒆 wants. And Eddie Munson wants 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

Pairing | Eddie Munson x Fem!reader

Warnings/tags | 18+ (MINORS DNI), smut (that’s basically it), one-night stand, rough, dirty talk, spanking, dom!Eddie, hair pulling, hands around neck & oral both receiving.

I posted this on wattpad last Halloween, so hopefully it still holds up. It’s more smutty and vulgar than my usual work, so there is your heads up.

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The tequila is starting to hit you. The music is rattling your soul. Your blood is running hot. And your body is levitating. It feels so good to free this fucking free.

It's fun to play pretend, even for just one night. You're not you tonight, you're someone else. The red cape, tight corset and short skirt have you feeling more confident than ever.

The music is loud, just like you like it. The house is filled with almost everyone in Hawkins. But most of their faces are masked and there is a little thrill because of that. It's the fact that the familiar faces are unfamiliar for a night. You can be anyone. Be with anyone. And when the clock strikes midnight the mask falls, taking its secrets with it.

You look around for more alcohol, but you can't see shit with how many people are in here. Your eyes do notice someone watching you. He has a Ghostface mask on and he's leaning against the wall. Well, you think he's looking at you. The mask doesn't give him away, but for some reason, you have a feeling he is.

You ignore the stranger and find your way through the crowd. You need more alcohol, especially if you are going to follow through with your plan to have a one-night stand.

A countertop nearby has a bottle of vodka. This will do. You grab a cup and pour yourself a drink. It burns going down, but you swallow.

The music is already calling you back to the dance floor. You finish your drink and push your way back through the crowd. It's a song you've never heard of, but the beat is good. Good enough to lose yourself in. Once the alcohol gives you enough courage then you will go search for the masked stranger that will end your night right.

"Lil' Red Riding Hood?" A deep voice says behind you on the dance floor.

You turn to face them. They are completely masked and hidden, like a little secret. Whoever they are —they are Ghostface tonight. The one that's been watching you. He has the mask on but wears a black shirt and black jeans.

"Yes." Your answer. You tug on your hood over your head and bat your lashes. Playing your part. "I didn't know Ghostface spoke unless on the phone." You tease him.

He pulls out a large prop phone and holds it up to his ear. "Do you like scary movies?"

You smile, but try to contain your interest in this stranger. "I do."

He walks closer to you. "What's your favorite one?"

People are dancing around you, completely in their own world that they don't pay attention to you and Ghostface.

You bite your lip softly and look at his face, hoping you're staring at his eyes behind that mask. "Scream."

He slowly tilts his head. "Mmm, really?"

Damn. His voice is hot.

"Really." You confirm.

"Do you go to Hawkins?"

"Maybe." You smile.

"You're really playing into the mystery of it all, aren't you?"

You laugh. "Isn't that the point of tonight? I think you've been the real mystery tonight. I know you've been watching me."

"You're difficult to look away from."

Someone dancing beside you knocks into you, pushing you against the masked stranger. His hands grip your waist, holding you up. You look down at his hands on your waist and notice rings on his fingers. A clue to who's behind the mask, but you can't place it.

You look up at him. "Dance with me, Ghostface."

You don't wait for an answer. You grab the phone in his hand and toss it on the table nearby. You twist in his arms, sliding her hands on top of his to keep his hands on your waist. You start swaying with the music, moving against him.

His fingers dig into your hips. You haven't been touched in so long and even just his fingertips against you send you pushing back against him harder.

You lift your hands above your head and around his neck. Tonight you feel like breaking the rules. You want to wake up tomorrow with secrets. You came here tonight to taste freedom, to indulge in your wild side. Whoever he is, he's yours tonight. Who fucking cares what's right or wrong. One-night stands are meant to be so wrong that it's right.

His hand moves across your abdomen and over your rib cage. You drop your head back against his chest. His hand moves up your arm and to your hand.

"You're so hot." He groans in your ear. His voice is laced with the desire that he can't hide.

You are two strangers. At least you both are with masks on. You don't know if it's because of that or the alcohol, but you're turned on. His voice and his touch are fueled by the desire for you. Wanting you. Needing you.

He twists you around to face him. One hand on your lower back and the other on your face. You stare at his masked face. Your breath caught in your throat.

His thumb brushes your bottom lip. You can tell he's admiring you. Drinking you in. It's so hot. Your body is on fire for him. The tension is high. It's all so fucking thrilling. The mystery and the possibilities.

"Make me your next victim." You whisper to him.

He laughs. God, that laugh. You almost drop to your knees right there.

"As you wish." He says.

He grabs your wrist and pulls you through the crowd.

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You don't have time to look around the bedroom. He throws you onto the bed. It's not like you'd know whose room this is anyway, you don't even know whose house this is. You were just told where the party was and showed up. And god, you're so damn glad you showed up.

The mystery man, Ghostface, closes the bedroom door and turns to face you. You hear the door lock. You should be scared, but you're not. He moves near the end of the bed, standing over you.

"Look at you." He chuckles and tilt's his head. "So desperate for me."

He's not wrong. You are. Whoever he is, you are down bad. It's his voice, his hands, his laugh, and how he carries himself. Like a fucking God. And you're not worthy.

"So desperate." You whisper.

"Are you a good girl?" He asks.

"I can be."

"Mmm." The sound that escapes his lips is so low that it almost sounds like a growl.

It sends heat in between your legs.

"Get up." He's demanding, but you like it. He knows what he wants. And tonight it's you.

You stand up and he walks up to you. His hand lifts to your face, tracing a finger down your cheek. "I don't always play nice. I need you to know that before we move forward."

"Okay." The only word you can form.

His fingers trail down your skin and wrap about your neck. It's gentle but firm. "Can you handle that? I need to hear you say that you want this."

Your breathing increases and you swallow. He must have felt that because he tightens his grip around your neck. "Use your words, sweetheart."

"Yes, I want this." You say.

He chuckles. "As much as I want to fuck you with this mask on, I want to taste you first and I can't do that."

"Then take it off."

He tilts his head and pulls you closer to him by your throat. "Show me yours and I'll show you mine."

You smile and try to remain calm. He hasn't even done anything yet and you're more turned on than you ever have been. Fuck the masks. Whatever he is offering is worth your secret identity.

The red hood falls against your shoulders, revealing your beautiful hair. The mask on your face is secured by a ribbon tied behind your head. You look up at the masked stranger as you drop your hands.

He realizes what you silently asked. The hand around your throat releases as it moves to the back of your head. He pulls on the ribbon, releasing your mask and revealing your face. It falls to the ground.

He grabs your chin, lifting your eyes to him. "You're fucking beautiful." There is a flicker in his eyes that give you the impression that he knows you, but he doesn't say.

Your face burns, but you try to play it off. "Your turn."

"Mm, so eager."

He laughs lightly and then pulls off his mask. It's Eddie fucking Munson. He shakes his head, curls swaying with the movement. The mask drops to the floor. You have never spoken to Eddie, but you know exactly who he is. There is no denying that you're more down for this than before. He's so damn hot.

You both don't acknowledge that we know each other. It doesn't matter. Even with the masks off, you both are enjoying the night without any consequences. And that fact alone has you on your worst behavior.

"Fuck me, Eddie Munson." You say.

He doesn't react to his name on your lips. "Damn." He smirks and closes the distance between you both. He slides off your red cloak, dropping it to the floor. "Say it again."

"Fuck Me, Eddie Munson."

He laughs. "You're sexy when you beg."

Eddie presses his body against yours and tilts your head. He's kissing your neck and it feels so good. His lips are warm and soft against your skin. His hands are roaming your body until he finds the zipper on the corset costume. And thank god it's a zipper.

He bites your neck and you let out a whimper. He laughs softly against your skin. His tongue slides up your neck and to your jawline, coming to a stop just as he unzips your corset. The cold air in the room hits your bare chest as he pulls the corset off.

"Jesus Christ. Fucking perfect." He says as he looks at your breasts.

Your skin breaks out in goosebumps as his hand trails from your back, up your rib cage, and to your breasts. His thumb brushes over your nipple. His lips find yours and you are set on fire by his kiss. His hand cups your breasts before he pushes you onto the bed.

A single kiss, burning on your lips and leaving you wanting more. You watch him as he looks down at you, hunger in his eyes.

"I'm going to eat you alive." He says, crawling on top of you. "I'll take my time, savoring every piece of you."

You are speechless and he can tell. He laughs lightly and then brings his mouth back to yours, tasting your desire. His tongue brushed your lip, asking for entrance and you welcome it. Your tongues dance together, and it's the sweetest fucking dance.

He bites your lip, pulling away slowly. "You're quiet. I want to hear how good I make you feel."

"Okay." You breathe.

He stares down at you, his hair falling over his shoulders. "Okay, what?"

"Okay, daddy." You smile.

He tilts his head. "Mm, I like that."

Before you can say another word his mouth is around your breast. His tongue swirls around your nipple and you moan.

"That's it. Tell me that you like it." He says before returning his mouth to your body.

He bites your nipple and you arch your back. He slips one of his hands around your lower back, holding you up slightly as he kisses down your stomach. His curls trail down your bare skin as he moves down.

He removes his hands from your body and lifts himself onto his knees. "Look at this slutty little skirt you have on." He bites his lip. "Fuck."

"Do you want to take it off of me?" You ask.

Eddie gets off the bed and stands up. He looks at you, running his hand through his hair. The curls fall back on his face. His eyes are drunk on the sight of you. He smiles a devilish smile. "No, baby. I want to fuck you in it."

He grabs your hips and yanks you to the end of the bed. You let out a sound of surprise and he laughs. "Are you already screaming? I haven't even started."

You blush at his words. You've never been more turned on than you are right now. Eddie grabs something from his pocket and then pulls his hair back into a loose bun. A few curls fall loose before he drops to his knees before you. The whole room shifts at the sight of him between your legs.

He touches your tights, his fingertips soft on your skin. He opens your legs in a quick sudden movement. He can't help himself, he looks at what's beneath your skirt.

"Oh, sweetheart. I can see how wet you are for me. Your white panties give you away." His eyes flick up to yours. "I love how ready you are for me." His thumbs make small circles on the inside of your thighs as he tightens his grip.

"Don't tease me." You say. Desperate for his next move.

He clicks his tongue, shaking his head in disapproval. "Where are your manners?"

"Please. Please don't tease me."

He sighs. "Good girl."

He plants a kiss on the inside of your thigh. You are aching for him, the heat between your legs is going to burn the whole damn room down. He moves up your thigh, leaving more kisses and then he bites you. It's not too hard, and the pain is more pleasurable than anything else. You can't stop the moan that escapes your lips.

His hands slide up and under your skirt, wrapping around your hips. His rings are cold against your skin. He flips your skirt up, revealing your panties. He looks up at you and you think you might climax at the sight of him.

"I know you begged me not to tease you, but daddy makes the rules here." He winks.

You almost jump at the sudden feeling of his thumb brushing down over your panties, right where you need him. Even with the thin fabric separating his touch from your skin it still has you melting in pleasure. "Oh god." You moan.

"Mm, so sensitive," Eddie says.

He rubs his thumb up and down, and you slide your hips down trying to add more friction. Eddie pulls his hand back.

"Naughty girl." He smirks.

"Eddie, please."

His finger slides up your hip and he slips one finger under the fabric of your panties. "How bad do you want it?"

"So bad." Your answer.

And before you can take your next breath Eddie rips your panties off. He's smiling, proud of how smooth that was. You're trying to catch your breath, but you can't because you're now completely naked beside the skirt around your waist. "I want to touch you before I taste you."

Eddie's finger brushes over your clit, so gently that you want to fucking scream. He's teasing you and you can't take it. But before you can say anything he surprises you by sliding his finger inside you. You throw your head back and let out a moan.

"Good girl. I want to hear you."

And you let him. He moves his finger in and out of you, slowly going faster. Just as you're getting used to the rhythm, he adds another finger. God, it feels good.

"Eddie." You breathe

"You like that?" He asks with a smile on his face, watching every move you make. He's turned on by how much you like it. His thumb works with him, rubbing your clit as he moves his fingers deeper inside of you.

It feels so fucking good and you need more. He might pull away like he did last time, but it's worth the risk. You start moving your hips with his fingers.

"Ride my fingers. Show me how bad you need it." He says.

And fuck. You need it so badly. Your whole body is vibrating with pleasure. And then he stops. You open your eyes and look down. He licks his fingers and smiles at you. "You taste so good." And then he replaces his fingers with his mouth.

He drags his tongue up your center and you think you might die right there. "Fuck. Oh my god!"

His tongue is following the road map of your desire and you are in a state of euphoria. You are making sounds that you have never made before and you feel out of control of your own body.

He sucks and moves his tongue in ways you didn't know were possible. He brings back his fingers, adding to the already intense pleasure rushing through your body in waves.

"Eddie!" The only word you can shout. The words that you're getting close to your climax fall short on your lips. But he knows you are because he slows and stops.

"Wait, no!" You sit up on your elbows, a little dizzy and desperate for more.

"Relax baby. I don't want you to just ride my fingers." He laughs standing up and pulling off his shirt.

His tattooed chest and bare waist have you falling back on the bed. His black jeans hug his hips in all the right places, illuminating the deep v-cut and drawing your attention to the line of hair below his navel.

"The way you're looking at me has me so fucking hard." He groans.

"Good. The way I want you." You say smiling.

You sit up and grab the waistband of his jeans, looking up at him through your lashes. You slowly unbutton his jeans. You can feel how hard he is through the fabric. Hard for you. His jeans slip off easily and then you grab his boxers.

"Atta girl." He's looking down at you with dark lustful eyes.

You pull his boxers down and almost gasp. He's so big and so ready for you. You want him buried in you, but first, you need to taste him. Wrapping your hand around his cock feels powerful and the sound that comes out of his mouth, at just your touch, sends a wave of confidence you've never had. You bring your mouth to him and look up. You want to see what pleasure looks like on him.

"Fuck! That feels good." He drops his head back and wraps his hand in your hair.

You swirl your tongue around him and he moans. It's the sexiest thing you've ever heard. His hand grips your hair tighter as you move him in and out of your mouth.

"Let me fuck your mouth, baby." He says looking down at you. His curls fall around his face.

You relax your jaw and allow it. He moves his hips and pulls your hair, slightly moving your head back to open your throat. He works with your mouth, thrusting deeper and sending him closer to the edge. He's moaning and cursing, and you've never heard anything hotter than that.

"Your mouth feels so good around my cock." He groans. "But I need more." He pulls out of your mouth and grabs your chin, looking down at you. "Get on your hands and knees."

"Yes, daddy." You crawl onto the bed and look back at him.

He smiles as he admires you from behind, slipping on a condom. He comes up behind you slowly. His hand touches your lower back and moves to your ass, flipping your skirt up."You are so damn perfect." He slaps your ass and you jump lightly. He rubs the spot he slapped and he laughs. "You like that, don't you?" And before you can answer he slaps you again. You bite your lip to conceal a moan.

He presses down on your back, making you arch your ass higher. You feel his cock pressed against your ass and your breathing increases. "Don't worry, baby. I'll take your ass another night." He glides his cock down, past your ass, and right to the spot where you're aching for him.

He teases you. Moving his head down, pressing it against the bundle of nerves. You arch further and move back against his cock. He lets you and you grind against him.

"Let me hear you." He says while using the hand on your hip to move you harder against him.

You let out a moan that you were holding back. And he likes that so he repays you for your good behavior by giving you exactly what you want.

Eddie brings his cock to your pussy and thrusts, deep and hard into you. You both cry out. You grip the bed and he grabs your hips, the cold rings pressing hard against your hot skin.

"Holy shit, you're so wet and tight." He moans.

He's moving in and out, deeper and faster. You're lost in the feeling. You press your face against the mattress, moaning. Eddie grabs a fist full of your hair and pulls. It's hard, but not painful. You're overwhelmed with pleasure, he feels so good. He knows exactly what he's doing.

"Look how well you're taking me."

You start to tremble as he reaches around and rubs your clit. He pushes deeper inside you from behind. The sounds he is making are sending you closer to the edge.

"Eddie, oh my god!" You say breathlessly.

You push back against him. You both move so well together, making it harder and deeper than before.

"Come with me, baby," he asks out of breath.

And you do. You both reach climax, shaking and trembling. It's intense and so fucking good. You drop to the mattress and he falls beside you. You're both trying to catch your breath, still riding the high.

Eddie looks over at you, laughing as he tries to catch his breath. "Damn, sweetheart."

You laugh too and brush back the hair from your face. "Well, this was unexpected."

It wasn't unexpected that you were going to have a one-night stand tonight. That was your plan coming to this party, but it was unexpected that it was with Eddie Munson. And it was unexpected that you'd enjoy it this much.

"That was too good to only happen once." He smirks.

Fuck. He's right. Now that you've had a taste of him, you need more. Eddie might have become your newest addiction.

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