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imaslutforremusandsirius · 4 years ago

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Who knew brooms could be so useful

Bored soo here we go :D I dont even known if people read this, buuut idc ima post anyway - Have fun besties

Warnings: 18+, um James‘ broom? *nervous smile*

Part two

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„Sirius, Marlene and I want to practice, wanna come?“

„Why should I, s‘not like you pay me any attention when I do...“

„Well, you could sit there and look pretty?“

„Sod off Potter, I‘m not your cheerleader.“

„Oh c‘mon love, you don‘t wanna see your sexy lover boy all sweaty and glistening in the sun?“

„Merlin, James you are a pain...Alright go ahead, I‘ll join you in a bit.“

James cheered and pressed a quick kiss on your shoulder, before he pushed away from his position behind the couch and ran to the quidditch pitch. You sigh and pack your bag to go join the fool. James is a pain, but he is your pain and really hot so you don‘t mind admiring the way his strong thighs wrap around his broom, or the way he stetches his arms above his head and his shirt rides up to show his toned stomach. And James simply adores the idea of his girlfriend seeing him play, it gets him so exited and giddy, you can‘t help but give in.

„You need a medal for keeping up with the boy“, Remus said as he took your place on the couch. „I do, don‘t I,“ you reply, laughing softly and shake your head fondly.

„You don‘t wanna come? I‘m sure you wouldn‘t mind watching as well...“

„Wipe that smug grin off your face Mrs. Potter or I will scratch it off.“

„Calm your claws kitty, I‘m merely jesting. But you sure?“

„Yes, I‘m sure, I don‘t fancy Sirius, okay?“

„Who said anything about Sirius?“

Remus glared at you and you just grinned back, obviously enjoying his embarrassment.

„C‘mon Remus, it‘ll be fun. Come oooon.“

„Promise to tell me if I stare too hard? Or accidentally drool?“, Remus asked, his lips twitching upwards. „Yes you silly boy, I‘ll smack you out of it. Now c‘mon lets go, they are waiting“, you said, tugging him up by his arm and the both of you followed after James.

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You and Remus had been sitting outside, watching the others practice for nearly two hours now, cheering them on and placing bets, on who is flying the fastest.

„Alright, enough, I need a break from you“, Marlene puffed out flying towards you and Remus to snatch a water bottle.

„Fuck you, Marlene just cuz‘ you can‘t cope with all this swag.“ Sirius.

You looked at Remus sharply, „Did you teach him the word swag, Kitty?“

„Merlin no, I couldn‘t live with the embarrassment of him saying that in my presence. He probably got it from Lils.“

„What‘s so bad about me saying that?“, Sirius scoffed, offended. „You act as if I‘m a posh boy, who doesn‘t know how to be rowdy.“

Silence.

„Sorry mate, but you are the poshest of em‘ all.“

„Fuck off, James. You are aren‘t exactly punk either. Don‘t act like you still don‘t hold up your pinky when you drink tea.“

„That was one time, Padfoot, let it go!“

„Guys, shut up. Sirius, Remus has been complaining about his appetite for the last forty minutes, for the love of quidditch go and eat with him“, you said pleadingly, throwing a suggestive smile towards Remus when you heard him take in a sharp breath.

„Fine, c‘mon Moons, I‘m starving.“ Remus threw you a look that said ‚I don‘t known if I should kiss you or kill you‘, making you grin at him and send him a quick kiss.

„They still haven‘t figured it out, have they darling?“

„Nope, m‘still working on it. Both of em‘ are thick in the head.“

„Alright, get up I wanna show you something“, James said smiling eagerly and tugged you up so you could sit on his broom, your back pressed to his sweaty chest.

„Nothing dangerous I hope...“, you mused, turning your head over your shoulder to give him a long, filthy kiss on his lips. He immediately kissed you back, hands around your waist tugging you backwards and moaned a little into your parted mouth.

„Fuck, what was that for?“

„You really have no idea just how much I enjoy seeing you play, do you. Fuck James, seeing you like that, so commanding and sweaty and passionate makes me so hot. That‘s why I never want to watch, you make me sound like a needy slut.“

„Fuck darling, I had no idea. Merlin, I need you..“, he stuttered out, panting hard when your ass grazed over his cock, both of you still on the broom.

James took off on his broom, his hold on you tightening and flew to a secluded place by the lake, away from the prying eyes at Hogwarts. He landed on the ground, your knees on the grass still sitting on the broom and his hand curled around the roots of your hair, tugging your head to rest on his shoulder and kissed you deeply. His other hand ran down your body to rest on your breast, pinching your nipples softly and making its way to your stomach. He caresses your thighs, hand moving towards your aching pussy and slowly moved his hand under your skirt to gently play with your cothed pussy. You let your mouth fall open and gasped quietly, head turning to suck on the salty skin of his neck and grinded down on his hand, hoping to get some friction on your swollen clit. You could hear him breathe heavily in your ear, his cock straining against his joggers.

„James, baby, stop teasing I need to cum, please..“

„Get yourself off on my broom and I‘ll let you have my cock, pretty girl. Can you do that f‘me?“

You stopped moving and turned your head to look at him. He stopped moving his hand as well, pretty eyes staring into yours, almost innocently, and cocked his head to the side. „Well, can you?“

Fuck, yes. Yes you could. You wanted to.

„Yes, James.“ He smiled at your eager tone and murmured a quiet, „Go ahead“, before ripping apart your panties and hiking up your skirt to watch you closely. He spit on his fingers and rubbed them against your pussy lips as you slowly began to grind down onto the broom underneath you, your pace slow and hesitant.

„Come on, darling, where is your enthusiasm from before? I thought I had you all hot and bothered, hmm.“

When you still didn‘t move faster he tugged your head back to look in your eyes.

„Don‘t test my patience, we both know that you are a needy slut, stop acting all shy now. You want my cock, you work for it.“

You whimpered at that, hips suddenly grinding down harded on his fingers and broom, the thought of him not fucking you with his cock making you ache.

„Atta girl, there we go. Jus‘ like that, fuck you‘re so hot. You like fucking my broom? Hm? Like humping it like the greedy slut you are? My greedy slut, ah“, his voice cut off with a moan. His cock rubbed against your ass and hearing him moan so closely in your ear made you go harded, grinding your clit on his broom, focused on being good for him.

„James, m‘gonna cum, ah ah James“

„Good girl, cum for me. Cum for me, cum all over my broom, yes“

You came hard, hips stuttering, pussy clenching around nothing. You leaned back against him, legs trembling and he kissed you, hands rubbing gently at your bare legs.

„Fuck, love you‘re so hot, I need you so bad. Please let me have you, please“, James whined.

„Fuck me Jamie, m‘yours. Take me, get yourself off.“

He picked you up by your underarms, flipping you to lay on your back, tugging down his joggers. His brows are furrowed, lips bitten raw, shiny and red as he rubbed the head of his cock against your leaking slit, before slowly sliding in. His forehead came to rest on yours as he looked deep in your eyes and kissed you again, rocking his hips and finally fucking you hard. He moaned at the feeling of your pussy clenching tightly around his hard cock and went faster, fucking you brutally against the ground hands intertwining with yours as he placed them beside your head.

„I can‘t get enough of you darling, fuck, you make me feel so good. Mmm, so perf- ah so perfect f‘me“

He couldn‘t talk without moaning, seeing you get off on his broom got him so hot he couldn‘t stop fucking you. Rutting deep inside your pussy with his hard cock and grinding his hips against your clit, clearly wanting to get you off again. One orgasm is never enough with your James.

„James, please I‘m gonna cum ah“

„Fuck baby, cum. Cum with me“

Both of you came hard, hands gripping each others tightly, feeling each others hot breath on your mouths and continued to ride out your orgasm together. He fell forward, resting his weight on your body and you wrapped your arms around his quivering form. James was always sensitive after sex and needed a little cuddling before he could get up. See thats what you do to me love, he would say, beaming at you.

But for now you were content to just stroke your boyfriends hair and bask in the afterglow of sex. Who knew brooms could be so useful?

#harry potter smut #james potter #smut #james potter smut #hp marauders #marauders smut #marauders era x reader #james potter x you

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kithtaehyung · 2 years ago

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Hey ryen 🤗 I took some notes while reading 3tan9 yesterday. The fic dropped at 1am my time and i had to clean my notes up a little so i would not be too embarrassed by the MESS I wrote but be warned because this is still messy😄 (did not want to get rid of my real live reaction I guess) also the last paragraph I wrote at 4am so… yeah. This is kinda long so take all the time you want with reading and replying😊

heart lifeless next to his shoes

Nooooo but also sooo well written!!!!😩

Kicking My FUCKINGGG BLANKET HEEE DOES NOT THINK IS IS HIIIIMM SHE IS SEEING. AAAAAAAHHH (okay after finishing the scene he thought it was him but not wanting her to confess? I am confused did he get it right away or was he doubting himself and just played it off?)

Your voice cracks as your stars burn out. Your universe collapses in on itself, plunging into your throat and choking you in an instant.

This is sooo fucking hurtful but so beautiful worded

But I’m really fucking into you, doll. I have been for a long time.

YOU DONT UNDERSTAND THIS HAS ME SCREAAAAMING AND GIGGELING ROLLING AROUND IN MY BED LIKE A MANIAC (even just rereading these worts now makes me giddy. I am sooo close to giggleing like a school girl. I am unwell)

Her CONFESSION AND HIS HOLD GOT TIGHTER I AM DYING THIS IS SOOO ADORABLE (also love love love that oc ignored her insecurities to reassure him💕💕😭)

Whatever you want it’s yours- I AM SOBBING MA’AM HOW DARE YOUU

Insecurities last. This is soo amazing feels like reading poetry

Ohhh my god it is nooone of them bro is none of them I thought it was namjoon for sure!! But i loooved this story. Really really amazing and i just flew through it!! I want to know what went down with kook exactly but i feel like this is a great point for your break. Bc my babies are HAPPY AAAAHHHH

Love love loved this chapter!!! not gonna lie you had me in the first half. I was anxious that this was gonna be suuuper angsty but it wasn’t it was sooo adorable and sweet and I was so happy reading this!!! The way you compared love to the deep blue sea and the moonlight and stars comparisons 🥰and ahhh it felt so poetic and made me feel the love and oh my GOD i am so happy! this was so sweet!!!

Oh my good i am so happy that this turned out so sweet although it hurt a lil bit (or a lot) for a while there.❤️‍🩹 but its okay bc it tured out good. (And even if it did not, these are your storys and you can do with them whatever you want) Also Ryen what are you talking about „long wait“ you have been keeping us fed this whole time with all your work.

Wait just remembered you spoiler out of Context what was that about? I don’t remember a green tote was that oc overnight bag? I thought she had a backpack i am confused. Was the trash when oc wanted to throw the tangerine peel away?? there was so much going on so I think i missed it. 🙈

This was such a great read!! it was a whirlwind of emotions I love it so much and thank you so much for sharing this story with us.

(Also I think there is definitely something going on or going to happen between bro and yuri)

Ooooh and I loved the „It’s been a year“ line when it has been almost been a year since 3tan dropped and this was such a meta moment 🤭

I hope you can relax during your break, enjoy your time and get some well deserved rest!!!🍀✨🍊

-🧶🍁

AHHH BABY this is incredibly special and thoughtful of you?? holy hell! i love the note taking and all the thoughts don't mind messes at aLL. let me put my response under a cut my gosh i am so excited to dive into this

the heart next to his shoes. ah, yoongi... you old, silly man.

in the kitchen, you got it right the first time: yoongi was being cheeky and making reader say it. he knew what she meant, but he didn't wanna lean into it so easily. he wanted her to say it, so when she didn't outright, he went cheeky with it as an out for her to take. it's funny but it's also sad.

"Your voice cracks as your stars burn out. Your universe collapses in on itself, plunging into your throat and choking you in an instant." yeah this one def was a punch to the gut, but i'm glad you think it's good :(((

"But I’m really fucking into you, doll. I have been for a long time."AHH I WAS KICKING AND SCREAMING AND BLANKET KICKING DURING THIS ONE TOOOO MY GOD LIKE REALLY YOONGI?? REALLY.

the confessions. all the confessions. my god i love them so damn much and his little actions and tendencies have me wanting to wrap him up and never let him go. him and reader honestly, since she was so, so strong in this chapter. the growth is honestly amazing.

"Whatever you want it’s yours-" YEAHHH IM NOT OK EITHER WHO TOLD HIM THIS WAS OK TO SAY??

"Insecurities last. This is soo amazing feels like reading poetry" thank you so much, babe! i'm touched that you think it flows like poetry ugh i love you.

"Ohhh my god it is nooone of them bro is none of them I thought it was namjoon for sure!! But i loooved this story. Really really amazing and i just flew through it!! I want to know what went down with kook exactly but i feel like this is a great point for your break. Bc my babies are HAPPY AAAAHHHH" ITS NONE OF THEMMMM i know most people thought namjoon, but to that i say: you can just imagine a joonie clone or something kdjsfhsf if you flew through the chapter then that's good for writing sake! means it read well and wasn't bumpy. good feedback. and i'm glad you think it's a good spot for a break!

"Love love loved this chapter!!! not gonna lie you had me in the first half. I was anxious that this was gonna be suuuper angsty but it wasn’t it was sooo adorable and sweet and I was so happy reading this!!! The way you compared love to the deep blue sea and the moonlight and stars comparisons 🥰and ahhh it felt so poetic and made me feel the love and oh my GOD i am so happy! this was so sweet!!!" it was still pretty angsty! but then it wasn't. it beautifully wasn't angsty afterwards - we just had to get through the muddy water first. and i'm glad you liked the deep sea and moonlight and stars! i love imagery like that bc the moon also controls the tides, so i wanted to tie those all together.

"Oh my good i am so happy that this turned out so sweet although it hurt a lil bit (or a lot) for a while there.❤️‍🩹 but its okay bc it tured out good. (And even if it did not, these are your storys and you can do with them whatever you want) Also Ryen what are you talking about „long wait“ you have been keeping us fed this whole time with all your work." AHHH thank you so much, babe. i have a no sad endings policy but that means i get too drag us through hell first LMAO and i guess you're right about the wait! i think i just meant from the last main part since that came out in august? late july? something like that.

"Wait just remembered you spoiler out of Context what was that about? I don’t remember a green tote was that oc overnight bag? I thought she had a backpack i am confused. Was the trash when oc wanted to throw the tangerine peel away?? there was so much going on so I think i missed it. 🙈" the green tote was signifying the bag reader brought tangerines in, and then the trash was from her almost throwing the tangerine (a metaphor) away.

"This was such a great read!! it was a whirlwind of emotions I love it so much and thank you so much for sharing this story with us. (Also I think there is definitely something going on or going to happen between bro and yuri)" glad it was a good read! the emotions were plenty, for sure. and you're so welcome, and thank you for reading<33 and you think something about bro and yuri, huh? even though rohan is with yuri?? oh nO

"Ooooh and I loved the „It’s been a year“ line when it has been almost been a year since 3tan dropped and this was such a meta moment 🤭" YESSSS i thought that was so fitting honestly. glad you noticed LOL

"I hope you can relax during your break, enjoy your time and get some well deserved rest!!!🍀✨🍊" thank you so much, baby. i shall have a good time during break and we will still have fun! :D this was amazing feedback and i am so so grateful. it made me happy and all the hard writing days so worth it.

#you are incredible #🧶🍁 anon #lovely people #asks:3tan #3tan9 #3tan spoilers #3tanbro #*ryenfictalk #long post #mailbox💌

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babysizedfics · 4 years ago

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okok so i dont know if virgil would like it (bc of the separation anxiety) but how does he feel abt peek a boo? i imagine his cgs would make it super fun! like have him on his mama’s lap with his papa in front of him and theyre like “wheres the baby??” and pat covers his eyes “there he is!!” and pat gets all happy and excited to see virgil so v gets all excited which makes pat even mOre excited so v gets lil happy kissies!!!! (can u tell ive been wanting to play peek a boo hdhdj)

I HAD TO SCREAM INTO A PILLOW

I hope you don't mind but i made this into a fic it was essential it was unavoidable i was crying as i wrote this

Title: Peekaboo!

Summary: Logan is a shy new caregiver, Patton learns what separation anxiety is, and Virgil disappears then reappears and is a very confused baby.

Word count: 6,600

Note: Set before the events of Little Accidents, Big Developments (AO3 | tumblr)

Also on AO3

oOo

It had been a somewhat slow day. Roman had been holed up in his room for most of it, rehearsing for an audition that Thomas had landed for the following week. He was working rather relentlessly, though Patton had been sure to request that he at least leave his room for mealtimes - and Logan had outright demanded it when Roman stubbornly refused. After a very speedy lunch, Roman was back in his room and the other three were left to their own devices in the living room.

Quite understandably, Patton had noticed Virgil was much antsier that afternoon. Probably because Roman was constantly talking about how absolutely essential it was that Thomas did not mess up a single line in next week’s audition and that he personally would “enter into a state of devastated mourning should this chance at stardom be killed and dashed across the stage floor”.

That had evidently sent Virgil’s anxiety into a downward spiral. After the fourth shaky sigh in as many minutes from the younger side’s lips, Patton shook his head and twisted on the couch to look at him.

‘Okay, that’s enough,’ Patton said, giving a rare stern look to the boy who was currently pacing the living room floor and looking just about ready to tear his hair out. ‘No more worrying, Stormcloud.’

‘I can’t help it!’ Virgil whispered quite fiercely. His eyes were wide and though they looked in Patton’s direction, it was as if his gaze was fixed a mile in the distance, likely imagining a variation of disastrous scenarios. ‘We could choke or trip or literally do the worst performance ever and Roman would be depressed and then we might not be able to make videos for months because he’s so distraught and what if it was all my fault? What if I was the one to make Thomas mess up and then Roman would hate me and -’

‘Breathe,’ Logan commanded from where he sat in the armchair reading a book.

As if being shaken from a spell, Virgil’s frantic pacing halted and he gasped in a breath.

‘It was not your fault because it has not happened. Roman won’t hate you because even if it did happen, the blame could not fall solely on your shoulders. Everything is going to be all right, Virgil.’

At Logan’s reassuring words, Virgil nodded slightly to himself, his eyes fixed on his feet as he took in steady, though shallow breaths.

Patton bit his lip for a moment in thought. It was obvious that Virgil would not be able to get past this anxiety without a distraction… and what better distraction than being a baby?

With a firm nod to himself that meant Yes, this is definitely the only solution. Not just because I love looking after my baby, of course, Patton switched the TV over from the show he had been watching to Guess How Much I Love You, one of Virgil’s favourite cartoons in littlespace.

As soon as the bright musical score started playing, Virgil and Logan’s gazes both snapped up to the screen. The older one smiled slightly while the younger side’s thumb flew to his mouth in an instant. He began nibbling on his nail as a young child’s voice sang the opening song:

“Dancing through springtime,

Flowers are raised in summer sun,

Catching white snowflakes on your nose,

Running through autumn leaves that float from trees from high,

With a love that is bigger than the sky”

Patton beamed at how Virgil seemed fully enraptured by the animated rabbit and bright flowers on the screen. The moral side happily joined in singing his favourite part of the song, all while gazing at Virgil.

‘Guess how much I love you, guess how much I love you -’ he held his arms out to Virgil in an invitation for a hug ‘- Guess how much I love you!’

‘’M not little,’ Virgil mumbled with a strong blush gracing his cheeks. It was so quiet that Patton wouldn’t be surprised if Logan had not been able to hear it, being slightly further away from them.

‘I know, sweetheart,’ Patton said gently through a smile, knowing that Virgil’s statement wouldn’t be true for very long. His arms remained open. ‘But maybe we can just watch a bit and see if it helps you calm down.’

There was a stiff nod and within a few seconds Virgil had plopped down onto the couch beside Patton, instantly snuggling up to him.

Patton allowed himself a small chuckle as he wrapped his arms around Virgil and pulled him into his lap. Seeing Logan’s proud smile filled him with far more joy than he was currently able to express if he didn’t want to accidentally fling Virgil off of his lap, so he let it fizzle away in his chest with a bright grin. As he settled back to watch the show, he pretended not to notice his baby’s thumb slipping into his mouth.

Needless to say, by the end of the ten-minute episode, Virgil was entirely gone.

‘Papa?’

Patton nearly squealed. He wasn’t quite over his excitement for Virgil’s new nickname for him. ‘Yes, my sweet little fieldmouse?’

‘Peas Minpy?’ Virgil garbled around his thumb, twisting his head to look pleadingly at Patton.

That look… Virgil had no idea what that look did to Patton’s heart. With a firm hand on his chest, Patton said, ‘Okay, baby. Let’s go upstairs and get Minty.’

‘I can fetch them,’ Logan quickly announced from the armchair. Patton watched as he snapped his book shut quite hurriedly, stood, paused for a second as he clearly got a head-rush from standing so fast, then made his way over to them. ‘I’m going to go and get Minty for you, Virgil,’ he explained, leaning down to be eye level with them.

His hand reached forward hesitantly and patted Virgil’s head twice, to which the regressor replied with a giggle and a poke to Logan’s wrist.

Patton fought very hard to contain an adoring smile as Logan’s cheeks flushed before he bustled out of the living room. The logical side was a little awkward in his attempts at physical affection, but they never failed to put a smile on Virgil’s face so Patton could hardly tease him about it. And it wasn’t Logan’s fault that cuddles and kisses didn’t come as naturally to him as they did to Patton. He was trying, and it only made Patton all the more smitten with him.

Feeling his cheeks warm at that thought, Patton quickly busied himself with holding Virgil’s hand (the one that was not currently glued to his chin while he sucked his thumb) and started circling his finger on the little one’s palm. ‘Round and round the garden, like a teddy bear…’

After a short while of singing and tickling and giggling, Logan returned with Minty in tow. One of Virgil’s little baby blankets was slung over his shoulder. At Patton’s raised eyebrow he shrugged it with a short explanation of: ‘Just in case he needs it.’

Virgil snatched his thumb out of his mouth with a muted pop and held his hands out to the soft toy with a whine.

‘Can you remember what word we say when we want something?’ Patton nudged Virgil slightly, though kept him in a firm embrace to make sure the boy didn’t topple off of his lap with his lack of balance.

Virgil’s face turned back to him. He opened his mouth as if ready to say something then frowned and snapped his jaw shut with a pout. Another whine came forth, this time sounding a bit upset.

‘Aww, are you too little, sweetie?’ Patton cooed. Virgil’s head suddenly collapsed onto his shoulder and he heard a sniffle. ‘No, no, it’s okay. It’s all right, baby,’ he hastened to reassure, bringing his hand up to stroke Virgil’s hair soothingly. He really was so sensitive when he was this small, it was difficult to avoid upsetting him. That was one thing that had been difficult to come to terms with when Patton first became Virgil’s caregiver. ‘You’re allowed to be as little as you want.’

The cushion beneath him dipped and he realised the sudden firm warmth pressing against his arm was Logan, who was sitting incredibly close to him. It was difficult not to blush. And so Patton did blush.

‘Virgil, look who has come to see you,’ Logan said so warmly that it melted Patton’s heart.

A curious baby pulled his face off of Patton’s shoulder and all remnants of upset on his features were quickly replaced by sheer happiness. Patton thought it would never get old, seeing Virgil’s eyes sparkle with such rare joy.

A lopsided grin stretched Logan’s lips as he pressed the stuffed dinosaur into the crook of Virgil’s arm. ‘There we are.’

The sweetest little squeak sounded as Virgil sat more upright on Patton’s lap and hugged the toy tightly, burying his face in its fur.

‘So much for not being little,’ Logan murmured lowly by Patton’s ear in an amused tone. The rumble of it resonated right through the moral side’s chest and left him dumbstruck.

‘Yeah,’ Patton breathed, not being able to think of anything much smarter to add.

oOo

Twenty minutes and a couple more episodes of Guess How Much I Love You later, Patton and Virgil (now with a pacifier) were being silly on the carpet. By being silly, they were quite literally just making funny faces at each other and then taking a minute’s break while they calmed down from all of the giggles and aching smiles than ensued.

Logan, being “not one for such tomfoolery”, was back to reading in the armchair. Though Patton had noticed that he was tending to spend more and more time on each page as he cast more and more glances over to the two on the carpet.

It was quite evident that Logan was eager to take care of Virgil, and it was becoming more prominent every day. He was incredibly passionate about the idea when he had first discussed it with Patton nearly a month previously and had been damn near ecstatic when Virgil had agreed to the suggestion. Though, going by his timidity and shy glances when Patton was caring for Virgil around him, it seemed his nerves were getting the better of him. Well, Patton couldn’t have that at all.

‘Oh, you’re such a silly baby!’ Patton chuckled when Virgil scrunched up his face as if he had eaten a lemon slice. ‘Papa’s gonna be right back, sweetheart.’

Without much delay, Patton jumped up with a big smile and ruffled Virgil’s hair, only just noticing that his face had fallen as he walked away. He would be fine, especially with Logan looking after him.

‘Where are you going?!’ Logan practically shrieked, his eyes wide and staring at Patton in disbelief.

Patton couldn’t help but giggle. ‘I’m just going to pee. You can watch Virgil while I’m gone!’ he cried a bit too excitedly if the look of suspicion on Logan’s face was anything to go by. ‘Come on, Lo. You are his other caregiver, aren’t you?’

That seemed to humble Logan as he looked to his lap and fidgeted with his tie. ‘Yes, I - of course.’

As Patton moved out into the hallway he heard Logan sliding off of his chair and talking to Virgil in quiet, gentle tones. He smiled, knowing that Logan truly did have it in him to be a carer, he just needed some encouragement.

Within mere minutes Patton was on his way back to the living room. If he took his bathroom trip quite languidly and chose to use the upstairs bathroom just to have a longer journey, he was sure no-one would have noticed. It was all for a good cause, after all. Though, he began to doubt this reasoning when he became aware of wet sniffles and whimpers and frantic hushes coming from the living room.

‘Logan, is everything okay?’ Patton asked as he pushed the door open.

He was met with the sight of a red-faced, tear-stained Virgil pulling very harshly on his pacifier handle. Logan was knelt beside him, holding his hands out in a placating gesture and looking quite concerned.

It only took a second or so for Patton to drop by Virgil’s side and immediately wrap him in a warm hug. The younger’s crying slowed as he buried his face in Patton’s chest.

‘What happened?’ Patton whispered, looking up at Logan’s bewildered stare.

‘He started crying the minute you left,’ Logan said, his brow furrowed (beautifully), ‘but I could not find any indication of injury or anything in the vicinity that might have caused such a sudden drop in mood.’

‘Oh, sweetheart,’ Patton murmured sadly as he gazed upon his curled up baby, suddenly understanding. He lifted Virgil slightly to bring him into his lap. ‘It’s okay, Lo. Sometimes he does that when I leave him for a bit.’

Just as with every time previously, Virgil’s tears had completely subsided now that he was in Patton’s embrace. Rather than whimpers and sniffles, the only sounds coming from him were the suckling of his pacifier and a small sigh of content.

Logan seemed thrown off by the sudden change. ‘He cries when you leave the room? Is there no suggestion that he could be upset by extraneous variables in these situations?’

‘I don’t know much about “ex-trainer vary balls” but nothing else happens to make him cry.’ Patton tightened his hold around Virgil protectively. ‘He just misses his papa.’

The way Logan’s frown pulled down even more was slightly less cute this time, only because it made Patton worry.

‘Patton, I don’t believe this qualifies as “just missing his papa”. This may be a case of separation anxiety.’

Even as his baby snuggled into him further, Patton felt his heart sink. ‘That doesn’t sound very nice. What is it?’

‘In short, it means that he is aware enough to realise just how dependent he is on you, but not in an old enough headspace to have a solid understanding of object permanence.’ Patton’s confusion must have shown on his face because Logan immediately elaborated, ‘When something leaves his line of sight, he believes it has ceased to exist.’

‘Oh, that can’t be right.’ Patton looked down at the sleepy boy in his lap. ‘No, he must know I’m still gonna come back to him. I always come back to him.’ Purple tendrils of hair parted around his fingertips as he stroked his little one’s head.

‘Allow me to demonstrate,’ Logan said, then picked Minty up from where they had apparently been abandoned on the carpet. ‘Virgil,’ he called, ‘Vee, look over here. Look at Minty.’

With a little snuffle, Virgil lifted his head from Patton’s shoulder. It was noticeable how his eyes sparkled upon seeing his favourite toy. ‘Minpy!’ he squealed in excitement.

‘Aww,’ Patton cooed, unable to hide his adoration for just how sweet his little boy was.

‘Don’t you think he was surprised to see Minty?’ Logan questioned, holding Minty just out of reach from Virgil who was starting to whine as he held his arm out to the toy.

‘Well… I guess so, but that doesn’t mean -’

Minty was suddenly pulled away and hidden behind Logan’s back, completely out of sight. An expression of fake-surprise crossed Logan’s features as he looked at Virgil. ‘Where did Minty go, Vee?’

Watching Virgil’s reaction, Patton was beginning to understand what Logan meant. A mild panic had clouded over Virgil’s eyes and he looked frantically between Patton’s face and Logan’s now empty hand. It wasn’t long before the whimpering started anew.

‘Sweetie, it’s okay,’ Patton murmured, rocking him slightly on his lap. ‘You remember where Minty went, don’t you?’

Wet eyes locked onto his. ‘Gom,’ Virgil whispered forlornly.

‘He’s not gone, baby. See.’ Patton sent a pointed look to Logan, to which the logical side at least had the decency to appear embarrassed by his experiment and pulled Minty back out from behind him.

Virgil gasped through his pacifier, apparently shocked by the toy’s sudden reappearance. He whined and made desperate grabby hands at the toy.

‘There you go, Virgil.’ The toy was pushed into Virgil’s hands and instantly squeezed against his chest in a tight hug. Logan looked back up to Patton a little shyly. ‘I apologise for upsetting him. I had to prove my hypothesis.’

A sigh escaped Patton as he swayed his baby gently. Logan did honestly look remorseful, and he had shown Patton what object permanence was (or more what it wasn’t) so perhaps it was all right. Even if it hadn’t been in a very fun way. ‘So, does he think I… I die when I leave the room?’ he whispered shakily.

‘Not nearly so morbid,’ Logan reassured, actually reaching out to stroke his finger across Virgil’s knuckle. It was a very small act of affection, but Patton appreciated it nonetheless. ‘He does not have the mental capacity to think about anything that he cannot see. When you leave him, he cannot see you and so all he can think about at that moment is your absence, rather than believe you could exist somewhere that is not with him.’

The strangest bittersweet feeling swirled in Patton’s chest. Sure, it was kind of cute that Virgil loved and needed his papa so much that he always wanted to be with him. But Patton couldn’t be with him all the time. He did his best, of course, but he couldn’t exactly go hours without needing to go to the bathroom or fetching something from the cupboard.

‘Can we maybe fix it?’ Patton asked.

That crinkle in between Logan’s eyebrows came forth again and Patton longed to press his lips against it and smooth it out with a kiss. ‘There are simple activities we can do to try to reinforce object permanence. Though given the fact that he is not truly a developing child, I am unsure if they will have any effect on him.’

‘It’s worth a try though, right?’ Patton didn’t want his baby to be needlessly upset if they could help it.

A soft smile stretched Logan’s lips, and it made it quite tricky to remain worried. ‘It’s worth a try.’

And try they did. They really did.

As per Logan’s suggestion, they started with Patton leaving the room for progressively longer bouts of time. Thirty seconds, then one minute, then two minutes, and et cetera. At least, that had been the plan. In practice, it was much more resemblant of ten seconds, Virgil’s distressed whimpering, and Patton dashing back to comfort his baby. Then ten seconds, then Virgil whimpering, then Patton dashing. Ten seconds, whimpering, dashing. All in all, they considered it a failed attempt. (Patton was very glad that Logan didn’t reprimand him for ruining the experiment.) (‘You didn’t ruin anything, Patton.’)

The next activity was hiding objects and showing Virgil that they would always be revealed again. Minty had been the first choice, though Virgil was still rather distressed from their first activity and was clinging onto the toy tightly. The caregivers came to a silent agreement that it would not be fair to take away his comfort item. They instead attempted to hide things from around the room; little trinkets such as a photo frame or one of Roman’s sketchpads he had left lying around.

Virgil at least did not start crying whenever they were hidden behind Logan’s back or under his baby blanket. In fact, he hardly seemed to notice them disappear at all. No matter how much baby-talk and coaxing from Patton and Logan, the regressor did not react to them and only frowned and buried his head against Patton’s chest with a whine that almost resembled a groan of annoyance. Apparently he was entirely uninterested in the activity when it concerned such boring objects.

‘Virgil, look. Roman’s drawings are all gone,’ Logan announced, pulling the blankie over the sketchpad for the fourth time. Patton felt Virgil’s head roll on his chest lazily to look. ‘And now -’ Logan pulled the blanket back with a little gasp, revealing the book, ‘- there they are, they came back!’

‘Wow, would you look at that!’ Patton gasped, shaking Virgil very gently to try to excite him.

A soft grunt sounded before Virgil buried his pouting face in Minty’s tummy.

Both caregivers sighed.

‘Perhaps this activity is too impersonal to interest him,’ Logan mumbled, looking more than a little disheartened.

It wasn’t a surprise, given how passionate Logan was about educational activities. Despite the logical side’s hesitance with being solely responsible for a regressed Virgil, he had displayed plenty of interest in the boy’s wellbeing. Over the past few weeks wherein he had been subject to Virgil’s regression, Logan had had plenty of input in ways Patton could play with him and similarly teach him things that his regressed self had not known before. Patton, in turn, had convinced Logan that he himself partake in the activities too, and hence Virgil’s comfort around him had been gradually growing.

So seeing how disappointed Logan was by Virgil despondence for this activity, Patton absolutely had to do something to remedy it. He just had a fussy baby to get through first.

‘Oh no!’ Patton cried, knowing that it would be enough to get Virgil’s attention. As expected, the baby looked up from his toy still adorning a frown as he suckled his pacifier. ‘Vee, I’ve lost something very important and I can’t find it!’

Virgil’s grumpy expression melted into a worried one and he looked over to Logan. Then he pointed at the other side and whined at Patton.

A giggle worked its way through Patton’s words as he explained, ‘No, I didn’t lose Logan. I can’t find my happy little baby anywhere!’

Shyness replaced Virgil’s confusion as Minty was pulled up to cover most of his face.

‘Is he…’ Patton hummed in thought for a moment, then fluttered his finger under Virgil’s ear, ‘over here?’

A little squeak was muffled behind Minty as Virgil’s eyes crinkled. But, Patton thought in amusement, he still couldn’t see Virgil’s smile, so technically it didn’t count.

‘No?’ Patton gasped, then moved his finger down to wiggle over the sole of Virgil’s socked foot. ‘Is he under there?’

With a strained giggle, Virgil dropped Minty to push at Patton’s hand quite weakly. His dimples were starting to show.

Biting his lip around a grin, Patton released Virgil’s foot but then started circling his finger around in midair teasingly. ‘Oh, I wonder where my happy little one could be.’

‘Papa!’ Virgil called, giggling around his pacifier.

‘Oh my, I think I heard him!’ Patton’s finger started wriggling and moving towards Virgil’s tummy. ‘Could he be in here?’

He slid his finger under Virgil’s shirt and started squiggling over his tummy. Virgil was immediately squirming in his lap, giggling uncontrollably.

‘There’s my happy baby!’ Patton laughed.

For another couple of moments, the room was filled with the sounds of Virgil’s bright laughter and the soft kicks of his feet against the carpet. Then Logan spoke up:

‘Actually, this poses another suggestion.’

Patton twisted in his place, keeping a firm hold on Virgil who was still calming from his giggles. At some point during the tickle attack, Logan had apparently moved back to the armchair. While he was sitting quite stiffly and avoiding Patton’s eyes, there was a slight twist in his lips that suggested he was holding back a smile.

‘What’s that, Loganberry?’

A half-hearted scoff greeted that nickname, though Logan continued regardless. ‘Playing Where’s the baby? - otherwise referred to as Peekaboo - is a commonly used tactic in teaching object permanence in infants.’

‘Oh, how adorable!’ At once, Patton shuffled both him and Virgil to face Logan on the carpet, supporting Virgil in sitting upright. He was eagerly peering over Virgil’s head at Logan. Patton wouldn’t miss this for the world! ‘Whenever you’re ready.’

Logan bridled in his seat a little. ‘I, um… Well, I anticipated that you would want to do it, Patton.’

‘Oh.’ The slump of Patton’s shoulders was probably more noticeable than he would have liked. Was he asking too much of Logan to play a game like that with their baby? The logical side has always been sensitive to looking less than serious. ‘Of course,’ Patton nodded, regretting that his voice sounded strained.

‘Wait, no. I -’ The words stuttered to a halt as Logan closed his eyes and took a deep, likely steadying breath. When his eyes opened again, he looked down at Virgil with a soft, open expression. ‘Shall we play a game, Vee?’

Pride swelled in Patton’s chest.

The weight on his lap shifted as Virgil turned around to look at him. His expression wasn’t too easily read, but Patton knew he was simply seeking affirmation and so he encouraged him. ‘That’ll be fun, won’t it, baby?’

Seemingly satisfied, Virgil turned back to Logan and made a hum of assent.

It would never be spoken aloud, but Patton was quite sure that both he and Logan acknowledged just how awkward the logical side felt in that moment.

With a quiet clearing of his throat, Logan lifted the baby blanket from the floor and held it up in the air in front of him, concealing his face. After a moment, the fabric dropped to his feet to reveal Logan’s face - adorned with a faint blush.

‘Peekaboo,’ he said in an incredibly unfitting monotone.

A wince fought to crumple Patton’s face, but he battled it fiercely. As was to be expected, Virgil did not react much to Logan’s weak exclamation.

‘That did not have the desired effect,’ Logan grumbled, his cheeks a deep shade of pink now.

‘Aw, come on. Maybe you could try again with a bit more, y’know,’ Patton stalled, shrugging his shoulders with a guilty smile, ‘feeling.’

Logan’s eyes darted between Patton’s face, the blanket on the floor, and Virgil. Then he shook his head rapidly and muttered to his lap, ‘This was a silly suggestion. Forgive me.’

Being overcome by a wave of sympathy, Patton offered, ‘Here, why don’t we switch?’

He gripped Virgil tightly and rose from the floor with his baby in his arms. Virgil only had the chance to whine for half a second (he didn’t respond too well to being picked up a lot of the time) before Patton was easing him into Logan’s lap.

‘Uh, Pat - Patton…’ Logan stuttered, going stiff in his seat.

Ignoring the nervous protest, Patton persisted and situated Virgil further back on Logan’s lap so that the regressor leant against Logan’s chest. ‘There we are, sweetheart.’

It was met with a high-pitched whine and one of Virgil’s hands reaching out to him again as he leant forward to chase his papa.

Logan quickly caught Virgil’s shoulders before the boy swayed too far to one side. ‘Are you certain this is all right?’ he asked quite breathlessly. ‘I haven’t held him before, I don’t -’

‘Logan, don’t worry.’ It was almost amusing how wide Logan’s eyes were. Patton sent both of his boys the most comforting smile he had to offer. ‘I’m sure Mommy Logan is plenty capable of holding a baby in his lap.’

Both sides on the couch spoke simultaneously:

‘“Mommy Logan”?’

‘Mama?’

Virgil’s tiny voice filled Patton with such intense awe, he could hardly breathe past the swell of adoration in his chest.

He just smiled and with each hand offered a supportive touch to the two on the couch - a hair stroke for Virgil and a shoulder squeeze for Logan. He directed his next words at Virgil, knowing Logan wouldn’t be able to argue with his baby-talk. ‘Yes, baby. You’ve got a papa already, haven’t you? So now you’ve got a mama too!’

In a somewhat unexpected change of heart, Virgil’s upset at being away from his papa dissipated and he sank back against Logan’s chest quite happily.

Logan’s arms had fallen forward to secure around Virgil much in the same fashion as a seatbelt.

The decision to be so unapologetic and forward about suggesting “Mommy Logan” had been a risky one on Patton’s behalf, though seeing the gentle smile that softened Logan’s face thwarted any lingering doubts he had harboured about it.

‘I suppose that makes sense,’ Logan murmured, absently stroking his thumb over Virgil's shoulder and gazing down at him as if in a trance. ‘I can be Mama Logan.’

Going by Logan’s expression, Patton was sure he recognised the feeling that lay behind it. Patton knew it well; being entranced by the vulnerability and innocence and sweetness of the person who now relied on you to take care of them. It was the feeling of protectiveness. The paternal instinct. It was love.

He did his best not to tear up at seeing it displayed so openly in Logan’s eyes.

‘Okay, baby, are we ready to play?’ His happy tone was only moderately hindered by his tearfulness.

Virgil bounced a little in Logan’s lap (which earned him a surprised chuckle from the logical side) and nodded, squeezing Minty tighter in his hands.

‘Here we go!’ Patton announced, then leaned forward. He covered Virgil’s eyes with the palms of his hands. The confused squeak from Virgil forced Patton to bite his lip to conceal a giggle. After a couple of seconds, he lowered his hands and with a bright smile. ‘Peekaboo!’

There was certainly more of a reaction in comparison to Logan’s monotonous attempt, though it was not exactly the expected one. Where Patton expected to find an excited glimmer in Virgil’s eyes, he only saw confusion and upset.

Undeterred, Patton simply laughed it off. ‘There you are! And now…’ He covered Virgil’s eyes again, slightly concerned at his small whimper. When he lowered his hands and called, ‘Peekaboo!’ again, Virgil outright pouted at him.

‘What’s the matter, baby?’

‘I think he may have sensory issues with you covering his eyes,’ Logan suggested gently.

Patton observed how Virgil had instantly started rubbing at his eyes once Patton’s hands had pulled away from them. ‘Was it a yucky feeling, Vee?’ he asked.

A little nod and whine from the regressor confirmed the suspicion.

‘Aw, honey, I’m sorry,’ Patton cooed, feeling his heart sink with guilt. He had to remind himself to be careful of Virgil’s sensitivities. It was certainly proving to be a learning curve for the touchy-feely father figure.

Logan seemed to have regained some of his usual confidence and spoke without an ounce of hesitation, ‘I suggest you attempt it with his blanket instead.’

Glad for Logan’s to-the-point problem solving, Patton picked the blankie up. The material was unfathomably soft and always calmed Virgil down after he had been subjected to “yucky” textures, so he was sure it would help with their game.

‘All right, let’s try this again. Ready?’ Patton held the blanket taut and dropped it over Virgil’s head. An even louder whimper this time sounded from underneath it and Patton shared a concerned glance with Logan.

‘Papa!’ Virgil called out in panic. His grip on Minty was tight enough that the soft toy bulged between his fingers.

Patton hurriedly lifted the blanket again, ready to exclaim “peekaboo”, but was heartbroken to see Virgil’s eyes glossed over with tears.

Virgil whined as soon as he seemed to notice Patton. He dropped Minty to Logan’s lap so that he could hold his arms out. ‘Papa,’ he whispered, sounding close to tears.

‘Hey, hey, don’t cry, baby,’ Patton soothed, wrapping Virgil in a quick hug (that just so happened to include Logan, seeing as how he was so close behind Virgil). ‘It’s all right, Papa’s here.’

‘This separation anxiety is far more intense than I initially thought.’ Logan sounded troubled.

It made Patton’s stomach flip. Would Logan want to test it more? Would he say it was bad for Virgil’s mental health? Would he want to separate Patton and Virgil? A sick feeling surged through Patton and he quickly plastered a big grin on his face, pulling back from Virgil despite his baby’s reluctance to let go.

‘No, no, we can do this,’ he assured. ‘Can’t we baby?’

Virgil didn’t seem to know what Patton was asking him, so he only whined and stretched his arms out further towards Patton.

‘It may help if you speak while he is hidden,’ Logan whispered. ‘That way he will still sense your presence.’ He offered a slightly awkward smile. It was beautiful to Patton.

He picked the blanket back up from where he had dropped it to the couch and, as per Logan’s instruction, repeated the game but this time spoke when Virgil was covered by the blanket.

More whines met his ears, though Patton quickly gasped and said, ‘Uh oh, I can’t see little Vee anywhere!’

To his relief (as well as Logan’s, going by the drop of his tense shoulders), Virgil’s whimpering stopped.

‘Papa?’

‘Where’s the baby?’ Patton sang.

A confused coo came from Virgil. It was such an unmistakably babyish sound that the remains of Patton’s concern were overridden by thoughts of My baby is so frickin’ adorable!

Then he snatched the blanket from Virgil’s head with a wide smile. ‘There he is!’

Virgil blinked slowly a couple of times before twisting around to look up at Logan.

The logical side smiled down at him and nodded. ‘You came back,’ he stated simply.

For a moment Patton was unsure of what would happen next. Virgil’s silence could have meant anything from shyness to fear. It could have been followed up by hysterical giggles or heartbreaking sobs.

Instead, Virgil turned back to Patton and mumbled, ‘Bwankie.’

How on Earth Patton had not yet suffered a heart attack from the sheer amount of adorableness coming from his baby, he had no idea.

‘Shall we play with your blankie again?’ Patton asked.

When Virgil nodded, so much pride and happiness filled Patton that it spilt out of him in a joyful giggle.

‘Oh my gosh, okay!’ He bounced on his toes as he lay the blanket over Virgil’s head again. His baby did go slightly rigid upon being left in darkness, but it was quickly remedied: ‘Where’s my little baby?’

Virgil’s body relaxed back into Logan and he shook Mento in his hands with a squeak. With a strong suspicion that his little boy was excited, Patton pulled the blankie away. ‘There he is!’

And it was true! Virgil was smiling behind his paci and flapped Mento in the air in front of him with a giggle. The anxiousness of the previous few minutes had completely disappeared.

‘Logan, he liked it!’ Patton cried, unable to contain how ecstatic he was.

He was a little surprised to catch Logan staring at him with a distant look and a soft smile etched onto his features. With a little start, Logan seemed to catch himself and nodded stiffly.

‘I am glad,’ Logan said and with the hand that wasn’t keeping Virgil secure, he scratched at his cheek. It only drew attention to how rosy it had become. ‘It might be worth keeping it up. Solely for the educational merits, of course,’ he hastened to add.

‘You don’t have to tell me twice,’ Patton laughed and looked back at his baby. ‘Again?’

Virgil bounced a little in Logan’s lap and his dimples sunk in his cheeks. ‘Gen!’

‘Anything for my little stormcloud.’

Virgil was promptly hidden behind the fluffy material.

‘Oh dear, where did Virgil go?’

The blanket giggled.

Logan chuckled quietly as Patton winked at him. ‘Where’s my itty bitty baby?’

‘Papa, Papa!’

Patton gasped with an exaggerated surprise, ‘Oh my goodness…’ He swept the blanket off of Virgil's head to be met with a very happy baby with fluffed up hair. ‘There he is!’

The sound that came from Virgil could only have been described as a squeal of delight. His face was glowing with joy and he squished Minty against his face. He tended to do that when he was either shy (which he certainly wasn’t at that moment) or when he was so overwhelmed by emotion that he had to hide and process it for a moment. The fact that he was hiding from intense joy, rather than intense fear as usual, was nothing short of heartwarming to Patton.

‘I love you, honey,’ he whispered and leaned down to press a firm kiss onto the top of Virgil’s head.

‘Um, Patton?’ Logan asked quietly.

With a growing embarrassment, Patton realised he had his hands on Logan’s thighs to steady himself in leaning forward. He quickly retracted his hands. ‘Sorry.’

‘No, no, that wasn’t - you can -’ Logan cut himself off by clearing his throat. His eyes darted up to Patton quite hesitantly before they settled on Virgil. His hold on the regressor visibly tightened. ‘I wondered if perhaps I could try playing again.’

Patton had not, in fact, known true pride until that very moment.

‘Gosh, yes, please, of course,’ Patton rambled, instantly crouching down to be eye-level with Virgil. He had to seize this window of opportunity lest Logan shy away. ‘Let’s move you around, sweetheart.’

With a little help from Logan (and a little blushing as Patton’s hand brushed his), they were able to get Virgil to face Logan whilst in his lap. There was only a slight protest when Virgil reached out to hug Patton but couldn’t because of his position, but it was soon brushed over when Patton sat beside Logan so that Virgil could clearly see him. Perhaps the separation anxiety had not been helped so much by the game, but it was fun nonetheless.

‘We’re gonna play with Mama now,’ Patton announced and smiled when Virgil looked expectantly at Logan.

The logical side faltered a bit, though as Patton nudged him slightly with his shoulder he seemed to come out of it. ‘Are you ready to play, Vee?’

The baby nodded and hugged Minty tightly to his chest.

Logan did as Patton had - covering Virgil over with the blanket and immediately wondering aloud, ‘I appear to have lost Virgil. Wherever could he be?’

To Logan’s credit, the performance was far more expressive than his first attempt. It wasn’t quite as resemblant of a children’s TV presenter as Patton’s coos and gasps were, but it was certainly enough to get Virgil smiling, as was quickly revealed when Logan pulled the blanket back with a joyful, ‘There he is!’

They kept at the game for several more minutes, none of them getting bored of the repetition.

It was quite difficult to be bored by Virgil’s squeaky giggles, Patton found. Especially when they were supplemented by Logan’s soothing voice and a grin brighter than Patton knew the logical side would have ever dared to display in any other situation.

By the last round, Virgil was getting sleepy; his laughter was interrupted by quiet yawns (which sent Patton’s heart racing as he questioned how a human being could so closely resemble a kitten).

‘Last one, Stormcloud,’ Patton chuckled as Logan covered the boy with the blanket once more. ‘Then it’s naptime.’

‘Where’s Virgil?’ Logan called. ‘Where’s the baby?’

Virgil’s giggles were quiet, and it was noticeable how he was swaying a lot more now, being too tired to support himself. It was a good thing that Logan refused to release him from his careful hold.

Patton had shuffled further toward the other two as the game went on and now he was fully leaning up against Logan’s side. When they both looked at each other with bright smiles, Patton actually dared to wonder whether Logan’s cheeks really were just flushed from all the laughter, or if maybe Patton wasn’t alone in feeling a spark where their arms touched.

‘Together?’ Logan suggested.

Patton was sure his smile was completely goofy by this point, but he hardly cared.

‘Three…’

Logan smiled. ‘Two…’

‘One…’ Patton pulled the blanket from Virgil’s head.

‘Peekaboo!’ the caregivers said in unison, their happy, sing-song tones identical.

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inkykeiji · 4 years ago

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Hiya Clari I hope you are well and having a great day💖 Now this is another update bout the guy I’m talking to coz I can’t believe I have found myself in this situation, this may be a multiple part anon because it’s an embarrassing story time which is my current predicament. Basically I am a student (university) and I can home for the holidays and lockdown restrictions were relaxed so I could see family but also finally get some dick yanno and I have been talking to this guy for 4 months..(1)-🍯

OH MY GOD HONEY I AM SHOUTING AHAHAHAHA OKAY OKAY REPLYING UNDER A CUT (also replying to ur earlier super sweet message!!)

oh my god that’s fucking WILD but also damn!!!!!! the HOSPITAL!!!!! cock so good it literally sent you to the fucking hospital!!! ahahaha please please i’m dying but no no i know how ridiculously painful that is and oh my god it’s always so much worse the second day!!! like right after ur all okay ouch but i can handle it and then you wake up the next day and it hurts to do anything at all lmao

holy fuck he must’ve been ROUGH tho!! like obv size plays a part but so does position yk??? like TMI on christmas day my man deadass decided to reenact touya’s smut for day three (i’m partially kidding ahaha BUT his ego was quite large too after he read that bit and realized it was taken straight from our life) & fucked me in that position and jesus christ i was in so much pain later throughout the day and then the next day was just !!!!! aaaaah painful ehehe

i’m so curious to know what they said to you at the hospital (if you don’t mind me asking ofc!!) because i’ve been to see my doctor before to talk about this + bleeding after sex and she was like ‘yeah yeah your cervix is bruised you’re a very tiny person and he is not this is normal’ and i was like k cool, so any time after that when it’s more sore than usual i’ve just thought ‘damn he must’ve bruised it extra bad this time’ BUT SWOLLEN?????? IT WAS SWOLLEN?????????? or are they using bruised/swollen interchangeably 🤔🤔

ANYWAY i’m glad he’s being sweet n taking care of you after injuring you with his cock ehehe 🥰🥰 wow i can’t believe we both got a bruised cervix for christmas <333

I LOVE U SOOOOO MUCH MY LIL HONEYBUN!!!!!!!!! <33333333 I DONT CARE I LOVE MUSHY AAAAAA CMERE LEMME HUG U N GIVE U A HUNDRED KITHES!!!!!!!!! please you all make my day too, i’m dead serious!! it’s not at all silly bb!!!!!! i appreciate your gratitude and interaction more than i can express, i promise you <33 aaah thank you so much you beautiful kind soul ily!!!

#tw clari overshares #tw blood #HONEY thank u for sharing this magnificent story with us #and i wish u a speedy recovery ehehehe #the mf HOSPITAL ahahahahaha i’m still not over it oh my god #oh yeah i’m sure his ego is just BURSTING ehehe #that must’ve been SO intense tho omfg!!!!#tell him to be just a tad gentler so you can actually walk the next day ahaha #🍯.anon #clari gets mail

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musicdork · 4 years ago

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ooooo here lemme send the clip the tik tok was referencing!! that itself is damn hilarious— https://youtu.be/mjC-KpbeOSQ

also honestly for a split second i’m like shit we ARE mutuals...right? so now i double check every time i send a message/read ur replies AAAAAAAAA LOL. and yo i hate to be such a dorky dork but honestly i want to go to the roman collesium just so i can aesthetically jojo pose at the top and take pics. like b r u h . tbh tho italy is very beautiful and warm and stoney on the ground. i bet youd b able to use some of ur italian if u go!! 🤠 have u ever traveled outside of the country?(assuming ur in the US right now lolz) if so where!!

so random but i jus saw that chocolate ice cream thread and like.......dont mean 2 butt in....no offense to op but chocolate ice cream is bomb as HELLLLLLL. like for real. its the best flavor. no exceptions. none

i see u ask for specification on what i plaaayyy::i am a pianist, percussionist, and singer-in-the-shower-ist🤪🤪 my major is a performance major(aka learning to professionally audition/prepare for chamber groups and orchestras as a career) w/ an emphasis on percussion. its v hard but if i ever make it to carnegie hall or something i will personally send u a vip ticket i promise<3

(also i’m barely passing this one class too LOL but YOU CAN DO IT u got school in the bag!!!! i believe in u!!! )

DONT B INTIMIDATED y u intimidated???? bc i can hit a cow skin cylinder to elicit noise from it?!?!?!! bc i play chopsticks with my two pointer fingers on the ivories??!?!!! half the time i play meme tunes to warm myself up on piano. u could pour soup in my lap and ill probably apologize to u. silly goose.

oh and what kind of plans are u setting out to do!! if u dont mind me asking😗✌🏼✌🏼 aint nothin wrong with a sleep day u gotta get ur rest. tho i do hope u can accomplish ur tasks soon :) did u eat anything yummy tonite??

ok ok k i hope u have a nice night u night owl. im boutta pass out tbh. —ur little sneaky stealthy pogchamp of an anon👾 (thx for that kakyoin vid btw :) made me blush tbqh) i hope u saw the lil josuke reblogs..maybe u did find me? altho i myself am not sure if u did or not..all in good time my pal. :)

OH I SAW THAT!! i think this is the first episode,,, he forgot to wash his h a n d s

bro if ur gonna jojo pose there pls take me with u hehe. i take good pictures i swear >:^ also ye I'm in the US i kinda assumed u were too??? djsns since you're only an hour behind! i have never,, been out of the States but boy do i want to!! im hoping to travel abroad my junior year!! or for a semester :) !! i just,, wanna travel,,, hhh

ALSO I LOVE U !!! THANK U!!! ty doesn't like it for some reason it makes me sad. but to each their own, u know?

how are u,, so damn cool i,, [ stares at hands ] u r so cool i, sobs sjsnsn have u played,,, giorno's theme at all..? while warming up... :0 my brain is too tired to think of other jojo themes hhh it be like that sometimes. but HEHE!! i get,, the Cool Guy access,,, fuck yeah 😤

what are my plans... wtf are my plans Uhm. my plans after school?? no fuckin clue but i have a feeling i just wanna Help ppl. plans for the day? im gonna play animal crossing for the first time in a while with my best bud. it's been Months since i last played oml 😭😭 i need to clean my island!! get rid of them weeds,, >:( idk how my villagers are tho,,, i hope they're okay lmaoo. but other than that I'll probably just fuck around on tumblr n my other socials :')

i might have,, gotten the josuke rbs,, if they were with other people then yes! you sneaky bastard :')) throwing me Off like that 😤 one was super painterly n it looked so Good!! everyone in the post did and hhhh why are they all pretty in their own right :( my heart can't take it 😞

dinner was good tho,, very yummy,, 10/10 would recommend. did u eat...and drink some sorta liquid? if not i,,, idk what I'll do but I'll do something!! >:(( i hope u have,, sweet dreams <3 dream of kakyoin for me,, and yourself, definitely urself hahah

#if i seem outta pocket i am Sorry #im so tired I #stealthiest brave anon 😌#hehe im glad you liked the kakyoin post #it was funny n then i thought of u!!#pogchamp anon? MY pogchamp anon >:0 #also intimidated bc ur my upperclassman hsjsns #i get Intimidated quite easily i...

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ynnassii · 5 years ago

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Elevator Encounter -Hoseok |pt1|

Word Count: 2655

Genre: flufffiest fluff/ cuteness overload

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Synopsis: What will happen when you get stucked in an elavator together with you bias?

The moment you stepped out of the store, you stretched your arms out to your sides and let out the air from your mouth sharply. Three long exhausting hours in queued line, you felt your calves and legs stiffened and cramped up.

You rest your hands on you knees as you retrieved back the air you thought your lungs was deprived for hours, and as soon as your eyes landed on the bag slung on your forearm, you felt your body tingle with excitement. A grin streched widely on your lips as you stare at it with awe.

After long hours of waiting, you finally got your own BT21 Mang cushion that you couldn't wait to bring home and hug to sleep. The mall nearby just had its soft opening of BT21 store and you were one of the lucky ones to get the item, in fact the luckiest when you got the last one available.

You let out a squeal with both hands covering your mouth, creating a muffled excited scream as you stomped your feet repeatedly on the ground.

"It was totally worth it~" you mumbled in a sing-sang tone while glancing back at the store that was still full of ARMYs inside. Your eyes traveled back to your BT21 bag and your lips quirked into a big smile, not caring if you'd hurt your cheeks from too much smiling.

You were overjoyed, and for you it was the best thing that ever happened to you, second to meeting Hoseok of course, you thought.

You were blissfully skipping while humming to 'EGO', your ponytail swung behind your head as you made your way towards the elevator.

The elevator finally came up to your floor, and the ping sound resounded. You entered into an empty space and as soon as the door opened, you quickly pressed the button going to second floor. You planned to stop by a coffee shop, might as well enjoy a freshly baked buns along with it.

As the door closed, your eyes darted to your cheery expression from its mirror walls upfront, suddenly a bubble of excitement build up inside you. Your shoulders grooved up and down to the non-existent music, your body swayed on both sides with your eyes shut as you wrapped your arm tightly around your Mang cushion.

Lost in your own world, you didn't noticed the elevator door had opened, revealing a stunned guy who was completely dazed with your silly dance moves you unknowingly doing in front of him.

His eyes landed on the bag you were hugging, his perplexed expression turned into a huge smile and soon followed by a soft chuckle, making your body fliched at the sound. Your eyes shot open, meeting his crescent formed eyes.

You gawked at him with unbelieving eyes and mumbled breathlessly, "n-no way"

He went in before the door closed, pressed the button '2' and went to the far left, leaning his shoulder comfortably on its mirror wall while his hands tucked away in the front pocket.

Even with mask covering the half of his face, his almond- shaped eyes that you memorized too well, his fluffly hair, cutely accessorized bag, fashionable oversized clothes. You could easily tell who he was. Everything about him screams HOSEOK, but you decided not to tell him. You were afraid that he might feel uncomfortable. Thus, your resolve was not to invade his personal time.

"You must be in a good mood? " he interrupted your fuzzy mind as you glanced at him in widened eyes, you still find it hard to believe that he was standing right in front of you.

"uhh- I uhh, yeah." you squirmed when your voice cracked, fighting the urge to punch yourself for your lame response. You cursed under your breath after embarrassing yourself for the second time, but he only giggled.

"May I ask why?" he asked in an enthusiastic manner. His bright voice was so pleasant to your ears that it effortlessly made your heart beat like crazy.

"I bought a mang cushion. It's a BT21 character made by BTS" you mustered to say, not letting your voice to falter as you explain the already known fact that you knew he knows too well, and lift your head up to meet his eyes with your biggest smile.

"Oh really?" you heard him chuckled under the mask as he leaned on his back to get himself a better view of you,while folding his arms against his chest.

The moment was surreal. Your hands were ice cold, your knees were wobbly, treathening to collapse anytime but you knew that if you let this moment slip away you will regret it for life, you decided to knock some sense on you and enjoy this once in a lifetime opportunity.

"Are you a fan of BTS?"

" Yes and you are my bias, Hoseok" when you firmly decided to seize the moment, it wasn't meant to turn out this way, but the words came out bullet fast that it slipped out your mouth before realizing it. You abruptly covered you mouth but you realized it was too late when his expression stiffened, his brows raised high over his widdened eyes.

" You know me?" his voice sounded astonished, you avoided his gaze and lowered your head as you fiddled with your fingers nervously.

" ah yes I do but I was- I am sorry i wasnt planning to disturb you or something but-"

"No it's fine." he interrupted as he waved his hand in front of you and chuckled softly, "I was just shocked that you managed to recognize me even with a mask on, you didn't offend me in any way, dont worry" he explained in a calm tone, assuring you he was okay with it.

"ohh that's a relief" you pressed a hand on your chest as you felt your body loosened up. You leaned your back on the mirror wall and stood there opposite to each other.

"You're such a thoughtful fan, I appreciate that. What's your name?" he asked and came a curious tilt of his head.

"I'm Y/N" you answered, a sheepish smile stretched on both side of your lips.

He replied a nod with a lingering smile under his mask and abruptly shoved his hand inside his tote bag and took out a piece of paper and pen. He scribbled something on it and reached out his hand towards you afterwards, signaling you to take it.

Your eyes sparkled in delight, your lips formed into a childish grin the moment you held the paper that had become one of your most treasured possessions.

It was his autograph with a little message 'you are my hope' on the lower right and your name written under it.

He lowered his mask to his chin, revealing his effortlessly beautiful face. He has the prettiest cheekbones, perfectly high nose and sculpted sharp jawline. Seeing him this close, you realized his photos and videos you've seen before didnt do him justice.

You stared at him dumfounded with your mouth slightly agaped "That's for my good ARMY~" he said in tiny cute voice as he gave you a quick smile that made his lil dimples appear. He took a step closer and gently pet your hair.

Your body stiffened from his touch, your heart thumping rapidly against your chest.

You hoped the moment won't end but luck must not be on your side when something unexpected happened.

You felt an intense rumbling underneath the floor that was followed by a loud screech. The lights flickered on and off that soon enough came back to normal, however the elevator stilled and completely stopped moving.

“What the hell.” Hoseok muttered, shock audible inside his words as he began pressing the buttons in front of you frantically.

Being stuck in a place with Hoseok was a dream come true but the fact that you were stucked in a enclosed narrow space was a nightmare. Your claustrophobia was to blame.

Your hands started trembling, your heart were palpitating in a higher frequency.

"This cant be happening" you mumbled in gritted teeth as you fought the urge of panic seeping through your body but you felt you were losing the battle.

You rubbed your tightened chest, trying hard to catch your staggering breath. Beads of cold sweat started to form on your forehead as you gripped hard on the handrail when you felt your legs was about to give out.

"What's wrong?" he turned to you when he heard a comotion you created from behind.

"I-I can't breathe" you mumbled under your ragged breathe and kept you eyes shut, hoping all the negative thoughts contributing to your phobia would go away.

You heard him gasped loudly, "Oh my god! What should I do?" he asked in a panicked voice. His hands placed on the sides of his head as his eyes trailed up and down on you and stopped on your face to look in your eyes with terror.

He frantically searched for something inside his bag and brought out his tumbler quickly, "Here have some water, will this help?" he stretched his arm towards you with the tumbler on his hand.

You abruptly accepted his offer with a nod and gulped down the content of its last drop not minding the thoughts of possible indirect kiss, but if it had occured on a different situation you would have definitely freaked out.

"Thanks" was all you mustered to say in a weak voice as you gave the tumbler back to him.

You allowed yourself to slip down the wall and sit down the floor in an idian sit position and rest your hands atop your knees with your head hanged low, your bt21 bag placed on one side.

He followed you and lowered himself beside you, his both legs stretched out. He was close that you felt his arm slightly brushed against yours.

"Are you feeling better?" his voice laced with worry. His brows furrowed while his eyes carefully traced down your face with a hardened expression.

"A little" you muttered weakly, your shoulder heaved up and down but now in lesser intensity.

All of a sudden, you felt the warmth of the contact to your skin that made you flinch and smoothly slipped his slender hand on top of yours and held it firmly, you shot your head up only to be met by a soft smile that touched the corner of his mouth, his small dimples reappeared.

"Breathe with me" he spoke softly and kept his eyes focused on yours as you nodded in response and gave his hand atop of yours a gentle squeeze

"Inhale... Exhale... " you followed his lead and repeated after him while looking at him deep in his eyes and miraculously it made you feel better.

His warm eyes that presented gentleness and trustworthiness, You felt you were safe.

You both did the breathing exercise for a multiple times until your breathing has gotten back to normal.

"I think I am okay now"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, thank you Hoseok"

A comfortable silence enveloped between both of you. You let it linger for a moment until you spoke.

"It never crossed my mind that I'd meet you in an unlikely situation. This is crazy. " you blurted as you laughed and you weren’t sure if you imagined it but it was almost as if his eyes were fondly looking at you.

"I wasnt expecting this too, I had plans to enjoy this free time but being stuck with you wasn't completely bad." he shrugged, a lopsided smile formed on his lips, " You're comfortable to be with" he continued.

You felt your heart was fluttering inside your chest, hundreds of butterflies were roaming in your stomach.

Your eyes traveled back to your enlaced hand only realizing that he was holding your hand the whole time.

"I think you can-uhm let go"

"Oh yea- yea sorry" he moved his hand away swiftly as if he was grounded by your touch and looked away while clearing his throat awkwardly , you peeped your eyes over his reflection on the mirror upfront and you saw a faint tint of pink on his cheeks.

All of a sudden you felt the ground underneath you started moving again.

You were both dazed, body still slumped on the floor when the doors opened. Thankfully nobody was around.

At first neither of you moved, not willing to get away from this little bubble that had formed around the two of you just yet. Then Hoseok first straightened up and pulled up his mask,extending his hands to you so that you could pull yourself up at them. You laid your palms on his, and enjoyed the way his fingers curled around yours as he helped you get up. They lingered for a little longer than necessary before letting go.

He signaled you to go out first and he followed behind you as made you way to the exit.

" So uhm you going home?" He rubbed his nape, awkwardly shifting his weight between his legs. You both faced each other, a lingering smile on both your faces.

"No I'll stop by starbucks I probably need some caffeine, how about you?" Your eyes watched him with anticipation, hoping that he would somehow stay a bit longer.

"Oh me? Ill go check out some new KAWS items before I go back to our dorm" he blurted out, his voice hesitant. Your bright smile instantly fades from your face.

"Oh- okay.... Im really glad to meet you, Hoseok" you were beyond happy, but saying goodbye after a short bittersweet encounter, you felt a slight pang on your chest.

"Same here, uhm I should go... Bye-bye Y/N" hint of sadness was evident on his voice, or it was just your wishful thinking. He waved goodbye and turned his back on you.

You gave one final glance at his departing image, walking away from you. You turned on your heel, with a heavy heart as you took lazy steps away from him.

"Wait Y/N." you heard him call out that made you body automatically turn around before realizing it. He was sprinting towards you and heaved loudly before he spoke.

" Im actually a big fan of coffee, mind if I accompany you?" he scatched his temple awkwardly, his eyes looking elsewhere to avoid your gaze.

Being a fan of Hoseok, you know too well that he wasn't fond of coffee. Just by the look on his face you could already tell he was making an excuse knowing how bad he is at lying, yet you find it adorable of him to make such silly excuses.

A playful smile appeared on your lips as you looked at him dearly.

"I mean unlike you, I cant just Google you and find out more about you... I shoudnt have said that" he blurted out loud, the last words were spoken timidly as his hand covered his lips and defiantly made himself chuckle.

"May I?" you could hear him talk in pout, his eyes exactly looked like his favorite emoji.

You suppressed the urge to giggle at his sweet demeanor, His cuteness that charmed you since day one.

You liked Hoseok as an idol but meeting him personally made you like him even more. The reason behind wasn't just his beauty, it was his personality that you fell in love with in the first place.

You know much he easily gets scared yet he managed to stay strong for you. He chose to be brave for your own good. You still remembered how his soft hands slightly trembled earlier, yet he concealed it with his warmest smile.

There are some moments when a small coincidence you experience grows into a huge thing called fate, and you were ready to face what lies ahead.

"Sure!"

-fin-

(A/N: lemme know your thoughts about this one, your comments will be much appreciated~)

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ofcnoel · 5 years ago

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𝓻𝓪𝓺'𝓼 ( 𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖 ) 𝓹𝓵𝓸𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 002

hey y’all it’s me, lowering the bar for us all. as usual let me know if i missed anything cause to no one’s surprise : i’m dumb ! now that i have 4 muses i wanna like,,,, make sure i have a good amount of plots for each one sooooo don’t mind me if i roll up demanding attention. alright, bye love u plot with me pls imma do replies now

𝔹𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕖 ℙ𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕥 / 24

leigh-anne pinnock. cisfemale. she/her. ／ billie prescott just pulled up blasting girls need love by summer walker — that song is so them ! you know, for a(n) twenty-four year old singer, i’ve heard they’re really pessimistic, but that they make up for it by being so audacious. if i had to choose three things to describe them, i’d probably say small forgotten & meaningless tattoos, patron filled shot glasses, and texts left on read . here’s to hoping they don’t cause too much trouble ! ( it’s me raq im sorry u have to see 4 muses from me )

intro here

pinterest tba

vc: little mix // leigh-anne pinnock ( * possibly summer walker im. still debating )

tl;dr : her parents were divorced, which sent her into a crazy phase of running away and not trusting anyone around her. her father gave up on her, she hates her mother – her grandfather billy is the only person who seemed to continue to care and support her . she’s still quite untrusting, her best defense mechanism being sarcasm and a little bit of coldness. she’s not the best lover cause she doesn’t believe in all that but she is a rather loyal friend. if you know any of my older muses she’s,,, a margo lite. margo with some goals and direction .

current connections :

best friends : girls of equilibrium, harris, milena , kami

i-- lmao that’s it i’m working on the rest

wanted connections:

party friends

bad influences on her

good influences on her

people she’s a bad influence on

someone new to the industry that she’s protective over

casual flings

exes

anything pls

𝔻𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 / 23

normani. cis-female. she/her. ／ dove darling just pulled up blasting pressing me by rico nasty — that song is so them ! you know, for a twenty three year old actress/musician, i’ve heard they’re really stubborn, but that they make up for it by being so vivacious . if i had to choose three things to describe them, i’d probably say early 2000s r&b playlists, princess cut diamonds, and shiny lipgloss over perfectly lined lips . here’s to hoping they don’t cause too much trouble !

intro here.

pinterest tba.

vc: doja cat & normani

she’s a hollywood starlite but also kinda a meme. daughter of an actor and a socialite – dove comes from bunches of money. she’s a bit spoiled, but that doesn’t really make her any less friendly. tends to expect people to like her cause she’s so good at pretending. still, she balances that with being genuine. often described as surprisingly quirky in the media dove is honestly too fucking silly for her own good. probably anime trash on the low. your pr team’s wet dream thanks to her squeaky clean public reputation . just because she’s never been caught doing something bad – definitely does not mean she’s an angel by any means.

current connections:

best / close friends: marnie, kaia , maeve, parker, jack, allie, ashley ,

current pr boyfriend : brodie

childhood best friend: milena

ex on good terms: rhett

exes on bad terms: harris

flirtationship: logan

party friends: angel

ex fiance: harris

wanted connections:

party friends aka people dove really only hangs with in passing, usually after a few drinks .

ex on bad terms there probably aren’t many of these ! but, give her one that just really doesn’t like her bc they dated after her engagement was called off and she was more emotionally unavailable than ever.

ex pr relationships: self explaintory but, i’d like to see maybe one where they fell for her and she’s like “lmao this is fake… relax.”

enemies ! the more the better to balence out how many friends she has skajafs

anything else!

ℕ𝕠𝕖𝕝 𝕃𝕒𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 / 22

― chance perdomo. he/him. cismale. ／ noel laurent just pulled up blasting a boy is a gun by tyler, the creator — that song is so them ! you know, for a(n) twenty-two year old rapper, i’ve heard they’re really reckless, but that they make up for it by being so altruistic. if i had to choose three things to describe them, i’d probably say rolled up sleeves on an oversized sweater, missed 2am calls, messy notebooks filled with lyrics. here’s to hoping they don’t cause too much trouble !

intro here

pinterest tba

vc: kevin abstract

aka gay panic . my mother trucking baby. period. too kind to ever really stand up for himself. my one muse that is definitely a pacifist and avoids confrontation at all costs – unless you’re coming for someone he loves. ( but tbh even then he doesn’t really want smoke sgkads) literally just a sweet boy. super soft inside and out, loyal to a fault, and overall well meaning. nurturer / dad friend . will often ignore his own problems simply for what he thinks is the greater good of his friends. selfless to a fault. tendency to fall into bad situations thanks to his reckless nature and inability to say no.

current connections:

best / close friends: malachi, future iridescence boys, milena, brodie, maeve, marnie,

neighbor / light meaningless admiration / neighbors : harris

complicated not ( but definitely ) boyfriend: scout

weird terms: samyr

he’s scared of them: parker lmao

past hookups: valentina

friendzoned friends : kaia

sister: hallie

wanted connections:

more of the irridesence boys ( deadass the next person who brings one of them will get free dash icons from me. any style. i’m begging. bribery? it works ! )

unlikely friends !

exes on bad terms and good terms.

people he produces for .

anything else your sweet lil head desires !

𝕊𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕊𝕥.𝕁𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤 / 23

luke hemmings. cismale. he/him. ／ scotty st.james just pulled up blasting despicable by grandson — that song is so them ! you know, for a(n) twenty-three year old musician, i’ve heard they’re really detached ,but that they make up for it by being so venturesome . if i had to choose three things to describe them, i’d probably say old guitars, the smell of cigarettes and bourbon, and hundred dollar bills thrown in the air . here’s to hoping they don’t cause too much trouble ! ( it’s me! the raq )

intro

pinterest here

vc: 5sos / luke hemmings

a hot…. mess tbh. scott’s been through so much so he’s really guarded , over protective , and self loathing as hell. tendency to keep everyone at an arms length unless you’re someone very special to him and does not deal well with whatever he deems betrayal. though, that doesn’t stop him from being an absolute buffoon when it comes to seriously committing. as a side effect though, if you’re on the list of people he really fucks with he will fight for you. also, will fight cause he’s short tempered and shit at expressing himself. really fears abandonment seriously. lowkey scared of the dark eye – :( he’s such a sweet boy on the inside but outwardly a prick like 99.9% of the time.

current connections:

best / good friends: brodie , harris , maeve , gus and parker

enemies: angel / harris

acquaintances ( aka friends but he’s too much of a dick to claim them ): ashley, kaia??

his sister but he doesn’t know it : ashley

ex on really bad terms: genevieve / marnie

adoptive sibling: stas, scout

childhood girlfriend / something really complicated : maeve

wanted connections:

unrequited crush on him because im sure he milked that bc he wants affection w/o the commitment

party “friends” friends is so loose because he… never calls more than like 4 ppl his friend but he treats them like friends akass

a very bad ex pr relationship that he publicly cheated on so they could end things because he literally can’t fucking stan pr shit akjdfas

neighbors !

an enemies with benefits Perhaps? dont see that going further than they bicker but also smash ig sakfdjafd

anything else !

#this graphic? TERRIBLE!#but i had to add bill #also plot with me :)#plot list #yeeeeeee #connections list

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evakviigmohns · 7 years ago

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punk chick [richie tozier]

request: hey could I request an aged up Richie x reader where Richie is transitioning into his bad boy style because of the reader because to impress her because she's a badass punk chick.

A/N: i!! had!! so!! much!! fun!! writing!! this!! I hope that the anon who sent this doesn’t mind that these are headcannons¿¿¿ cuz I just thought it was easier & im trying to get my shit done LMAO,,,,, soooooo hope u guys enjoy this!! don’t forget to send me request or such cuz i still have time until school begins & I want to write as much as I can before it does. i hope u have a great day!

-okay so let’s say you are the new girl in school at 11th grade (i would say freshman sophomore or whatever it is but I have no fucking idea how that works lol) & u came in with all of this bad punk chick vibe and everyone just went nuts

-bc its fucking derry, here everyone is just kind of average and the cliques are not really empathized or anything so seeing someone just look so much like a character from a movie and all of that is just different, u know what I mean?

-soooooooooooooooo, it’s your first day at school, you walk in and you literally feel how everyone turns around to look at you, which you just kind of brush off cuz just fuck it, you know what I mean?

-okay so you go into your first class and you just sit like in the middle of the classroom cause even though you are interested in this subject, you are not interested enough to sit in the front seats and wait to until the class starts; everyone is sitting with friends or such and you are still alone but you really don’t care cause you might as well just turn around and make a lil chit chat with the people sitting behind you because for fuck’s sake if you aren’t charming

-sOooOo as I was saying, people keep walking into the room and you see a guy with such an adorable smile and just looks like a real-life bunny and he gets closer to the seat where you at and he just smiles directly at you and nicely asks if he can sit next to you and you reply yes.

[MORE UNDER THE CUT CUZ I DONT WANNA FUCK UP YOUR TIMELINE]

-It turns out that his name is Ben Hanscom and he is the nicest boy you’ve ever met. The conversation between you two floats easily and right before the ring bells, he invites to hang out after school with his friends and you immediately agree; everyone could use some new friends and even more when you are the new girl at school/now.

-your day just floats normally, until you reach your final period, but you decide to skip it because who fucking needs to P.E

-so you are just hanging out behind your school, smoking a cigarette as you just look around waiting for the final ring to make its appearance and you see a couple of boys who are walking around and you just follow them with your eyes as you keep inhaling and exhaling smoke (out of context but if u smoke pls be careful bc of fucking cancer) apparently one of them notices you.

-and they just pull the shirt of the other as they keep staring, talking about being lowkey, the other guy who is wearing glasses and is just fucking tall smirks at your direction and tells something to the smaller one and he just starts walking in your direction as his friends follows him.

-once they reach you, your halfway trough your cigarette and you just look at him until he says something.

-“well, hello there” the glass-wearing boy tells you and you just nod your head at his direction “uhm, my name is Richie and this is Eddie” he said as he looked at his friend next to him “and I was just wondering what is doing a lady like you out here all by herself” “what you think im doing?” you say as you put the cigarette in your lips “to smoke? Yeah, well, im here to take a smoke too.” As soon as he said that, eddie looked at him just shocked bc for fucks sake Richie doesn’t smoke¿ wth is he doing¿

-but you have no fucking idea and you just take the cigarette off your lips and give it to him, so he can take a hint of it, to which he just opens his eyes and grabs it and puts it in his to give a big blow of smock and not even five seconds in he just starts coughing

-you just start laughing and so does eddie, you look up to Richie and he is still coughing a little bit and he is just blushing like a bastard

-you quickly look at the watch in your wrist to see how much time you had left until you and ben were going to meet up, 2:55 pm; since your school day ends at 3 pm you just grab your backpack from the floor and start walking away

- “bye eddie, see you later smoker-boy” you say as you leave bc yeah you might a badass chick, but you are also really fricking polite so

-you walk slowly and once you reach the entrance of your school, ben is already there with his friends and he just waves at you as he smiled bc ben is a fucking ray of sunshine

-so, you stand next to him and all of his friends just stare you, maybe because you are wearing all black, maybe because of your eyeline or probably just because ben aka cutie managed to talk to you aka punk chick

-ben clears his throat and starts introducing you to his friends: bill, stan, mike and bev, his eyes showed such an adoration as he introduced Beverly and you immediately realized how lovestruck he was for her, and he introduces as (Y/N) (Y/L/N), the girl on his history class who is super sweet when she wants to

-hardie outside softie inside TM

-but it turns out that they still have to wait for 2 other guys, so they can go to a little forest that it’s pretty much theirs by now

-the conversation between all of you floats so fucking easy that you are shocked like ??¿¿ beverly even asked you if you can give her tips on how to do her make up and you immediately agree bc she is just so great smh

-just imagine punk chick!reader and softie!beverly teaching each other to do their make up JNKJVDNVKDFNVKJFNKD, im so fucking gay im SORRY

-let’s get back to it

-so, you hear stan say that the guys who you were expecting are already coming and you turn around to see the infamous smoker-boy and eddie getting closer.

-once they’ve settled in, ben goes “okay, (Y/N) these are-“ “Richie and Eddie, I’ve met them before” you interrupt him “and Richie trying to make himself look cool or something just chocked in my cigarettes smoke” you say with a little smirk as the rest of the group just starts laughing at the brown-eyed boy.

-“well thank you for embarrassing me, princess” “suck it up, dickhead”

-also, you swear like a freaking sailor and literally 20 minutes in, everyone already knows it

-so you and your new gals are walking towards the forest and you are just amazed because everyone is just so nice¿¿

-you feel really welcomed and you are happy that ben spoke to you in the first place

-OKAY SO, the weeks pass by and you keep hanging out with them and you’ve gotten insanely close to ben, bev, mike and richie

-you keep showing Richie your favorite bands and you just kind of ignore the fact that he gets really fucking red when you get close to him

-because he is really fucking cute when he wants so he get’s a free pass at being lowkey flustered around you

-so, one day you are all hanging out waiting for classes to start but Richie hasn’t arrived yet, which is not weird because he is usually late

-but then he does, and he is not wearing his usual stuff, but he is wearing a sex pistols shirt and you are like ?? since when does Richie like sex pistols??

-and he is just smirking like an asshole and just winks at you when he realizes you are staring him and you just reply by flipping him off and then the bell rings

- so, you have physics now and you share this class with Richie, and you just walk to the classroom together and he keeps making remarks about how cool you two look all punkie and stuff and you just wink at him and all of his coolness is long gone bc you never wink at him????????

-physics just go by very lowkey because you really like this class and in middle of it you feel Richie pull your arm

-“hey, (YN), look down” “for what” “just do it for fuck’s sake” and you do it, and guess what

-Richie Fucking Tozier is holding a box of cigarettes under the table and you are just shocketh

-because like two months ago he almost chocked to death for smoking and now he does it

-like what the fuck Richard

-and you ask him what the hell is up with him

-and his explication was that it looked fun

-but in reality it was just because he had a silly crush in you. I mean, he is Richie fucking tozier, he doesn’t need to change to be liked by girls but he wants to be liked this girl.

-he even asked bev about it

-because he realized that you two became really close

-and she explained to him that you never really spoke about boys and such but that you were single but not lonely

-u know what I mean 😉

-SOOOOOOOOO, he is like fuckfuck what do I do now, so his best idea is to turn into a bad boy version of himself

-cuz that’s what all punk chicks want, right? -in reality, you knew about richie’s plans and you found it adorable and you also didn’t really have a type bc life’s too short to think about having types so

-but you also had a crush on him HDFJHFKJDJN, ben, bev & mike were the only ones who knew about it because even though you liked all the losers you trusted them the most

-soooooooooo, let’s say its Christmas break or something

-and there’s a party where everyone is invited but you reach there earlier because you weren’t in the mood to wait and you just wanted some alcohol because life is stressing oKAy

-and it’s like 11 pm when you see the rest of your friends getting to the party and you are really happy bc you were tipsy, not drunk, tipsy

-everything is going super great and then you hear someone say something about Beverly and you are like ??? protective gf activated

-it turns out someone was calling her a whore bc apparently she slept with someone named Patrick

-but you know it aint true and you also know that the girl who is talking trash about Beverly has done it for some time

-so you walk up to her and you ask her what did she say

-she says without looking ashamed any second that Beverly was a disgusting slut and that it made sense that you were her friend

-and wait?? Is that your fist against her cheek?? What is she doing on the floor?? Yeah you just punched her cause she deserved it

-so, you kneel down next to her and softly say: “say anything about Beverly or my friends ever again and I will make your life fucking impossible, understood?” the girl just nods, and you go to your group of friends and everyone is just in shook and bev just hugs you and you just hug her back bc awe <3

-richie’s brain kind of stopped working and it’s insanely cute

-like, he is just staring at you, with his lips partly opened and his hair is just a big mess and wow, is he wearing a leather jacket??

-“Richie, can we go to talk outside?” “what? Oh, okay, yeah, sure” talking about being flustered

-the moment of shook is long gone and as soon as you walk off with Richie everyone is just freaking out because you two have been pinning for the each for a long ass time now and everyone knows it except you two, like how stupid is that?

-they had bets and all of that going on to see how long it took you two to date LMAO

-so you and Richie are outside of the house and you just look at him and he looks like a damn mess but you need to get this out of your chest

-also Richie + leather jacket is a combination made by the gods

-“Richie, I like you” and before you even manage to say something else, his lips are already on top of yours, his hands are on your waist and at first you are kind of shocked

-but a few seconds in and one of your hands was on his chest and the other one was in his hair and if this wasn’t one of the greatest kisses you’ve gotten in a while

-so after a while you pull away from each and you just smile at him and he just smiles back nsjkfd

-“I like you too, princess.”

-“yeah, you’ve kind of made it clear” you say scrunching your nose a little bit

-“I’m trying to have a moment, for fuck’s sake YN”

-you just laugh at him and kiss him again and he doesn’t complain

-because your lips are really fucking soft and he just wants more

-so by the end of the party you two are officially A Thing and everyone is really happy for you

-also make out sessions as you listen to The Ramones? SING ME UP

-so yeah, lol, you and Richie re just a happy punk couple who smoke together and are just really fucking happy with each other

-THTAS IT BC ITS ALREADY 2.4K WTH

#it 2017 #it imagine #richie tozier #richie tozier headcanons #richie tozier x reader #richie tozier imagine #sofia writes it #sofia writes richie #the losers club

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Pennywise Imagine; Smut with a lil plot, ENJOY SINNERS ‘Boarding school’

Y/N was settling into her new surroundings. The bland, boring and depressing hallways of her new boarding school that she had been practically forced to attend, over the past year her parents had noticed a change in her personality, a rapid change in fact. She wasn't her usual bubbly, happy go lucky self, dancing around, talking about her day. She was now subdued and quiet, always in her room and strangely secretive.

Of course, Y/N really knew the real reason for her strange behavior, a reason no one would believe, a reason that would more than likely get her sent to an insane asylum, so in retrospective maybe this boarding school wasn't the worst place she could be. The more time she spent there, in fact, she thought it was going to be good for her, a chance to distract her mind, forget about what happened over the summer, what had happened was different....to say the least. I mean she couldn't really say she had a 5-month long sexual relationship with an ancient demonic entity disguised as a clown. She definitely couldn't say she enjoyed every little minute of it, she couldn't say she loved it when he broke her skin, making her bleed and she couldn't say how she felt the insane wave of pleasure when she felt his otherwordly organ enter her, she couldn't mention how she screamed his name as he made her cum, or how she would touch herself to the thought of him when he wasn't there, sometimes she swore or at least hoped there were prying eyes in the room whilst doing so.

It's safe to say he or rather, IT was her addiction, everything he did even if it was manipulative and mean-spirited always had her longing for more, and she always came back for more, she had the back scratches and the bruises around her wrists and neck to prove it. Even though she was completely against the idea of traveling to a different town and attending this prison they called a school, over time she warmed to it. She even made some friends in a group of girls, she felt part of something and like her old self again, even though the longing for pennywise never really faded, she found herself gradually becoming used to the idea without him, not even really thinking about him as much as she once did. A small part of her even thought it was probably for the best in the long run that she was here, and that he wasn't around. She had to live her life and move on from those days, move on from the self-destructive relationship they both had, break free from the chains of lust and self-hatred after it was all done. Even though boarding school life was anything but easy going, she enjoyed the mundane routine of getting up early, going to class and just getting on with daily life, heck she even liked some of her teachers, they saw potential in her that she hadn't seen in herself, praised her talents and encouraged her to follow her aspirations.

She enjoyed the nights hanging out with her girlfriends, having sleepovers and watching crappy movies, doing the usual talking about boys and listening to music, however she did always find it amusing when some of the girls would discuss their weekend flings with guys, how she found it hilarious when they mentioned how good they were in the sack, when they didn't really know how real pleasure felt. The things they described doing with stupid teenage boys sounded like a preschooler having their first kiss, compared to what her and pennywise got up to, feelings these girls would probably never come close to feeling. They, however, would never know the details of what she experienced, because she didn't dare tell them. She told them she was a virgin, as it was just easier to explain. As the months went on, she almost nearly completely forgot about the events that took place the previous year. She had settled in well to her surroundings and felt at home in the large old-fashioned, red brick building. Everything was normal, happy and safe.

It was a Tuesday afternoon, Y/N had just returned to her room after finishing her English class. She was tired and ready for a nap, sitting on her bed she took her school sweater off, itchy and annoying, even though she had grown accustomed to the school over time she still hated the uniform, a stupid white shirt, black vest and grey plaid skirt combo. She sat there fumbling through her books and sorting out which work she had to do for the next day, after she had finished grazing through pages and organizing them she pushed them on to the table beside her and got up to throw her backpack in her closet. She threw her backpack onto the back shelf and went to shut the door, as she did though she could have sworn she heard the faint sound of someone say "ouch" she quickly brushed it off and turned her back to go across the room back to her bed and finish getting into more comfy attire. As she turned, however, she felt the brush of something on her shoulders...hands. She flinched and jumped, flinging her body back into defense mode as if someone was attacking her. It was someone, and it was someone she knew...someone she thought she'd never see again. It was Pennywise.

Her mouth was agape with shock and confusion, she thought she'd never see him again after she left Derry, like her she thought he'd just forget about her and move on to his next prey, but here he was in her dorm room, tall and immaculate as ever. She felt chills run down her spine as his hands firmly grasped her shoulders and then slowly let go, his icy baby blue eyes staring at her and his mouth parting into a menacing, childish grin. She stepped away sporadically, nearly falling over her feet with disturbance. "Yo--u.." she let out, raspy and almost in a whisper like tone, she couldn't think of anything else to say at that point. Her mind was fizzled at the sight before her. "Oh Y/N that is pathetic, you haven't seen me in months and THAT'S how you greet me? oh dear, oh dear" Y/N still stood at the side of her bed, slowly letting her feet guide her to the farthest distance away from the clown, but her eyes still fixated on him. As she leaned against a wall she thought she had better say something otherwise she would just look stupid and god knows what would have happened if she didn’t speak up, so she did. “What are you doing here?” She muttered, voice slightly angry and just plain confused. “Am I not allowed to visit my best girl?” He replied with a smug arrogant tone. “D-don’t” she whispered out, gritting her teeth with frustration. “Don’t what???” He replied with a slight giggle and sinister smirk forming. “I’m not your girl, I’m not your anything, what happene—“ he interrupted her suddenly with a higher pitched almost angry tone of voice “what happened in Derry stays in Derry right? I don’t think so, oh no no I don’t. It’s not over, it’s never over, especially not for you angel face”

He slowly started to prance towards her, looking predatory and malicious like he could just attack her at any point, but he still kept enough distance that she felt she could make an escape if so needed. “Please, please just go, leave me alone. I have a good life here, I went away from Derry to get away from you! From all of it, and I’m happy” Y/N proudly claimed, suddenly standing up straight and looking him in the eyes as she spoke so confidently, yet her mind was riddled with doubt at this point and she hoped he couldn’t sense it, however deep down she knew he did. He placed a hand over his lips and gave an over the top pout and started laughing frantically. “you didn’t leave Y/N your sweet loving parents forced you to come here, forced you to leave and the day you left I smelt it, I smelt the fear, the same fear that is radiating of you now, and the same longing desire...for me” he stepped closer to her dainty figure trying to make herself invisible to him by lowering her head and sulking “...and what we had” he left off with, his tone becoming more personal and filled with sinister meaning. “GET AWAY FROM ME, LEAVE ME ALONE! I DONT WANT YOU, YOU’RE POISON” she loudly exclaimed, her face becoming red with anger and her hands digging into the concrete wall as if to steady herself from going over the edge. Pennywise looked at her with longing desire, he was surprised at how feisty she had became since he last saw her, it made a flame rise up inside him, both to do with his every growing lust and longing to have her the way he did all those months ago, but also made him angry at how she felt she could speak to him in such a manner and not expect any consequences.

“A poison which you willingly drank little fire cracker, a poison which you ingested and let it take over you until you couldn’t desire anything more, until nothing could make you feel the way i do, you may say those things “oh I don’t want you” he mocked with a silly and childish angry face “but I can smell it, I can smell your fear, the fear that you don’t want me to know that all you say is a big fat lie” He jolted to her, wrapping his humanoid gloved hand around her wrist and leaned in closer so that his nose was nearly touching her own “....tell the truth little girl, I don’t like liars” he whispered into her ear. She shivered with anxiousness and a sweat began forming on her forehead along with heat rising in her cheeks, she didn’t want to feel it, but she felt ever little tinge of desire and need for him again. “I am happy the way I am, and I am telling the truth...you’re nothing to me” she said, but she lied, as she looked straight into his eyes, her lips trembling with every emotion possible. Pennywise's serious expression fell away into a funny grin again, he reached out his finger and placed it delicately on her trembling lower lip, running it along like a paintbrush, getting some of her salivae on the fabric of his glove. She stood there pinned to the wall, legs shaking, heart beating out of time and unfortunately for her case, a slight wetness forming between her legs. She hadn’t been this close to him in so long and she forgot how enticing and intimidating his touch and presence felt, hot and warm, inviting and dangerous, but a beautiful danger, a danger she was drawn to. “Being proud doesn’t suit you little one. You weren’t so proud all those other times, when you were screaming my name, were you hmm?” She looked away, glancing down at the floor, ashamed of what he just said...and how true it was. “ANSWER ME” He demanded, his childish and innocent voice now confronting and almost growling, he grasped her face with his hand that wasn’t holding her against the wall, long fingers spread out like a spiders legs over her chin, forcing her to look him in the eyes “weren’t so proud to beg for me to take you like you were a cheap filthy whore, begging for more of my touch on your body, were you?” She still didn’t answer, tears now forming in her eyes and mouth trembling. “WERE YOU?”

She broke her silence with an interrupting screech “NO, NO I wasn’t, is that what you want to hear? I’ve never forgotten...but I need to” Pennywise's sinister and aggravated expression changed once again, into a more calm and relaxed mode, so did his touch on her, he could sense the conflict within her. His hand that was nearly breaking skin on her face now was relaxed and almost caressing her cheek, his thumb wiping away little tears that were starting to run down her face. “Ohh angel, no no no, you don’t need to forget, let me make you remember. Let pennywise make it all better again” his lips stretched into a seedy yet comforting grin that made Y/N relax a little between his towering presence over her. “H—ow?” She stuttered out, unsure of what way this reunion was going to go. Pennywise released his handle on her, letting her fall a little against the wall, but instead now placed his hands on her hips, holding her against him and pulling her close to his face. “Close your eyes and I’ll show you” he took one hand and placed his index finger on her eyelids, gently pulling her eyelid down and she corresponded by fluttering her tear stained eyes shut for him. He moved his head close to her frozen and anxious face, she could feel the warmth and the musky stench of his breath hitting her, she could feel the slick and shiny grease of his white face makeup brush against her, the what should be dry and cracked feel of his skin didn’t feel like that at all, it was smooth and buttery against her own cheek.

Then she felt it, the feeling which she thought she had began to forget, his plump red, cherry tasting lips graze upon hers and plant themselves in an intoxicating kiss. Y/N could feel his tongue caressing every crevice of her mouth, exploring her inside and tasting her. She slowly returned the favor, repeating the action. It was like an eruption of fireworks on the Fourth of July when she gave herself to him, every memory, every feeling of when they were together before she left Derry came flooding back inside her as the clowns kiss reignited the burnt out flame. She could hear slight purrs come from him and it made her slightly smile beneath his lips. Before anything went farther though, it was like she suddenly for no reason at all came back to her senses and realized what was really happening, she snapped out of her trance and gently pushed him away from her “no..no I can’t do this, not again” Pennywise looked at her with slight disappointment, but mostly amusement at how she was so desperately trying to take the moral high ground. “You can’t hide it my darling, not from pennywise...not when you’re panting like a dog in heat” Y/N looked at him with slight resentment at how powerful and manipulative his actions and words could be, how much they could affect her and question everything.

Pennywise still had his hand placed against her chin as she pulled away from the kiss, little strings of each of their saliva still connected to their mouth. “What happened to my little star? What’s happened to you precious, you can’t deny this forever” pennywise reacted to the sudden end of what had just happened by trying again, only this time becoming more hands-on and giving her something he knew she couldn’t resist. He pulled her by the waist and hoisted her up against the wall, her legs involuntary responded by wrapping themselves around his waist as her voice let out a slight yelp from the sudden change in position. “Pen-“ he interrupted her again, by placing a finger over her lips and shushing her. “No more talking now, it’s time to feel, to feel what you’ve been craving since you left” without hesitation he buried his face into the crook of her neck, his serpent tongue sliding up and down her jugular. A moan was stuck in her throat as he did this, she felt the wetness down below grow, she felt the heat in her core and her legs trembling. She threw her head back to the wall slightly, not intentionally but she couldn’t help but let a little bit of self-control escape her, she felt his teeth against her skin, slightly pin pricking it and she could feel his smile beneath her, he was smiling and loving every minute of her small impulsive reaction. “You still taste so beau-t-ifuuuulll” he seductively mumbled into her neck, enunciating the t’s in the word. His gloved hand was sliding down and brushing against her shirt, she suddenly heard a little rip and pop..his black claw was protruding and was now carefully slicing of some buttons of her shirt, one by one. She felt the warm and soft glove go beneath the fabric of her uniform, the large hand cupping her breast. That action only made the tingling sensation even more prominent in her lower regions and she couldn’t stifle the moan held in her throat any longer. It escaped and greeted pennywises ears like a sonnet, he growled slightly, his eyes becoming more yellowish and glowing as he could sense her arousal growing, he was beginning to drool and a little droplet fell from his mouth and landed between her two breasts, now hanging out as he began shredding the shirt more and more until it was practically hanging of her shoulders. “Isn’t this better?” He Asked with a charming and subdued tone, she looked into his eyes with delight and responded with a raspy and overwhelming pleasured tone “Yes”

What she did next even surprised pennywise more than it surprised her, she lost control again as she placed both of her hands on his face and hungrily and passionately kissed him again, he gave back and let her take control of his face, loving watching the pride and prude exterior fall away from her. He backed away from her face and grinned, his cherry red lips wet and glistening with her juices. “There it is, there’s my girl girl” he said as he licked her salvia of his lower lip. Like a bolt lightening he threw her across the room and on to the bed, she was spread like an angel, legs out arms up by her ears as he slid over her like a boa constrictor about to devour its prey. He had her pinned beneath him, his strong legs in between her thighs and his arms hovering over her sides, ready to strike at any given moment. They both stared at each other in silence, but eyes filled with wicked delight. She was breathless, but ready. Her panties were soaked beneath her skirt, and she wanted nothing more than to feel him inside her. “Take me” demanded with seduction. Pennywise raises his eyebrow at the demand, looking smug, but so desperately hungry for her. “What’s the magic word?” Even in the heat of the moment he couldn’t resist being a bit of an asshole, it only made the chase a little more worth it to him if he could play with her first. “Please, Pennywise, please fuck me!” she screamed, no longer caring about her pride and sense of self, she just wanted to feel the flames again, she wanted to burn. “Welllll since you asked so nicely...” he chuckled out as his hand pranced like a horse up her thigh, turning her skirt upwards and revealing her underwear, there was a very prominent damp patch that he commented on and teased her over, she didn’t care for the tease, she couldn’t help but be utterly sopping wet for him. Y/N bit her lip to try and subdue the intense pleasure she was feeling from his teasing touch, trying to save it all for the end. But even with her best efforts she couldn’t help moan.

Pennywise lowered his head to her chest and licked her collar bone, his tongue slowly making its way down to the valley beneath her breasts, tearing the remaining shreds of fabric from her body and making his way further down to her navel, she was in a state of Euphoria at these actions and was moaning like a porn Star, as his finger slid between her panties and broke the seal between the soft cotton and her soaking wet sex, she felt his nub rub against her pearl and without warning, enter inside her. She arched her back and threw her head back in waves of delight. “Naughty, naughty girl. What would your teachers say?” He asked her jokingly and with a sarcastic and sexual tone. “They’d say I’ve been a bad girl and I need punished” she exclaimed with wickedness. He smirked through his teeth “I agree” and with those words she heard the rip of fabric again, all though it wasn’t her own, it was his. She didn’t even get a chance to look at his wonderful impressive organ as it was between her legs and teasing her clit within seconds. “I want to hear you beg for it, Pennywise likes it when you beg, oh yes I do” He jolted. All though gasping for air out of her pleasured haze, she managed to get the words out, she would have done anything at this point to feel him inside her. “I WANT IT, I WANT YOU INSIDE ME MASTER” she screamed out, pulling his ruffled collar with her hands and bringing him closer to her, as the intense burning desire was overpowering her. “As you wish, little whore” he growled out, his fangs now present and drooling all over her bare body. He entered her with all his might, making her eyes nearly roll back into her head, her hands left pennywises costume and were now digging into her mattress so hard that she was nearly sure she would rip through to the springs. “OH god, oh god” She panted over and over again as he thrusted into her, his claws ever more present and digging into her hips, drawing blood “no god here, just me” he proudly laughed in her face and let out a growling type moan of his own as he felt her walls clutch around his cock. He was deep inside, he could feel her juices run down and could hear her rapid heartbeat as she was in pure unstated bliss as he was fucking her. His hands moved up to her breasts and began squeezing them as she continued to moan and repeat his name, she was so far gone now that she was yelling out obscenity after obscenity at him. The filthy words and phrases were music to his hears, hearing his name being repeated along with her screaming for his filthy touch made him lose control, he let loose inside her, his cock unleashing lashings of cum deep within her as he growled out, his head shaking from side to side and his perfectly styled hair now messy and hanging down over his face. Feeling the hot sticky sensation inside her made her go over the edge. She felt the intense burning in the pit of her stomach, she was about to let go once and for all. As the burning and tingling only got higher within her, she was there and her walls began contracting and pulsating with a frenzy, with this wonderful feeling she screamed out into the heavens “OH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK ME, FUCK ME PENNYWISE MAKE ME YOURS AGAIN” her hips were bucking and her back arching like an insect of the bed as she came for him.

As he fell back on top of her, she caught her breath and looked at him, she felt like she just entered heaven, she felt free and glowing, like a goddess reborn and in a valley of light and serenity. She couldn’t fathom why she ever allowed herself to leave Derry, leave him and this beautiful feeling behind. As he looked into her eyes, glowing with delight and some form of what she assumed was love and tenderness, she knew he felt it too. And she knew she wouldn’t ever leave this feeling behind again, she was his and it was going to stay that way

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