#'LOOK HOW LITTLE HE CARES HE'S GUNNA GO PLAY A GAME'

[starheirxero]

Watching Solar read that note from his Moon literally felt like I just watched him gain +40 stress and +20 mental darkness 😭 AND THEN HE JUST TURNED AROUND AND PLAYED VIDDY GAMES. I'M SO AHAJAHAKSHS

[clownsuu]

Art block fucking sucks so

Poppet got pastries for the gamers :]

Hope you feel better my gamer🏵️🥄🥄

aWEE look at thembs ;;;

[gloxk]

Sneaky linkin’

(Eren Y. Armin A. Connie S.)

A/N: i’m not COMPLETELY back, but I am making a slight improvement w my mental health… so here’s sum slight for yall🤷🏽‍♀️. I kinda hate this but maybe yall will like it..ion know. Luv ya tho. 17+.

Synopsis: Aot men as sneaky links.

Warning: Smut.. F/M

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Eren! ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏 ———Back seat bandit

Eren..is definitely a back seat bandit. It’s mainly because he has a nice car, why not show it off?

Now, all i’m going to say is (Persian rugs- jacquees version.) Oh lawwwd, he definitely plays that while giving the most sloppiest, nastiest, messiest, back arching back shots ever. This man does NOT play.

Hair puller, choker, dirty talker. He’s the type to make you tell him how good he’s fucking you. “Uh-huh, right there? You like that baby?” And you better tell him too.

The hair pulling thing just comes by instinct. You could be giving this man the sloppiest head ever, deep throating him till hes hitting the back of your esophagus and all. The type of head that makes him feel like he’s shifting reality. He will tug your hair to get a real good look at your face, saliva dripping down your chin and red coating your face. A face that just screams ‘ Am I making you happy?’. He would stare at you with a shit eating grin just while the camera flash hits your face.

Degrading as fuck. He would just say some shit to boost his ego during sex. “I know you like that shit, stop acting like you don’t.” & “You can scream my name louder than that. Try again.” & “Stop fuckin running.” Don’t be fooled now, he’s also going to talk you through it and give you reassurance. “You doin so good f’me.” & “it’s all yours mami.” & “You look so pretty right now.”

Ugh this man just loves to have his hand wrapped around your body. Around your waist, neck, thighs, hands—it don’t matter to him. He loves touching on you. Any time yall link his hands just find their way over your body.

Connie! ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏 ——— Any time any where

Connie..is the type of guy who can fuck ANYWHERE. Car, room, closet, random family bathroom at a gas station—he don’t care.

If you’re down, he’s down. Y’all could be out shopping and he fucks you in the dressing room.

This man LOVES when you ride him. He would just watch you in awe while you bounce up and down on him.

Definitely a talker during sex, he loves telling you how good you’re doing. “Mhm—fuck—I love when you do that.” & “Cmoonn look at me while you do it.” & “Arch that back mama.”

Now, he’s a recorder. He records everything. He has a little folder in his phone dedicated to your link ups.

Although he’s gonna dick you down anywhere he can, his favorite place is the shower. Got some music playing in the background (P power - gunna) while he’s plowing into you. The shower couldn’t even cover up your loud moans.

Pull out ? Nah, “You wanna be grown, let’s be grown baby.” He doesn’t believe in wasting, so either you sucking it up or taking that shit.

Armin! ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏 ——— munch

Armin..is an eater. He’s gonna eat like it’s his last meal every fucking time. His tongue game is vicious. Absolutely diabolical, the messiest head you will ever get.

Salvia dripping on the couch, tears falling from your eyes due to overstimulation, legs locking around his head—he still wouldn’t stop. He won’t stop till you force him to.

Hold on now, Armin ain’t just an eater, he got good dick too. He’s a saint that’s gonna fuck you like a sinner. Let him get some liquor in his system and you’re going to be begging for round 2.

Speaking of drunk Armin, he’s gonna fuck you against a wall. Just something that’s going to happen one way or the other. One leg in the air while the other dangles just above the floor, his hands gripping on your ass so hard it leaves a mark.

Oh it doesn’t stop there either, he’s going to stumble his way to the bed and take you there too.

Hella vocal whimpering, moaning, whispering. He’s going to let you know your pussy good. “God-you feel so fuckin good.” & “Please keep doing that.”

Loves teaching you new things, different kinks, positions, anything of the sort. I know he just loves exploring and experimenting things with you. He’s a freaky freak for sure. <3

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whore…

[chestersturniolo]

softbf!matt headcannons

part two

Warnings; fluff , fluff, fluff, fluff ,fluff, pet names, brief mention of alcohol consumption, scenarios slightly longer than part one

Pairing; soft!bfmatt x fem!reader

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soft!matt who never lets you sleep on an argument, even on the nights when you’re being stubborn and don’t want to talk it out, he always makes sure to say “i love you” before you both close your eyes. 

soft!matt who will look after you when you’re sick. not letting you move a muscle until he’s nursed you better. 

you wake up from a nap, glancing up to see matt gaming at his desk. despite how awful you feel, you pull yourself up out of bed. matt hears your shuffling ,and spins round in his chair. 

“where do you think you’re going?” he asks, brows raised

“i have errands to run, i can’t lay in bed all day matt” you sniffle,wiping your nose with the back of your hand. matt rises from his chair,shaking his head 

“nuh uh baby-“ he starts, whilst scooping you up, placing you back in bed.

“you’re gonna stay right here okay? we need you to get better” he insists, in a quiet, caring tone , as he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

“don’t move,i’m gunna make you a tea sweet girl” 

soft!matt who , on your 1 year anniversary, replicated your very first date. 

“mattttt-” you coo “it’s exactly like-“

“our first date?” he cuts you off, his face beaming with accomplishment. watching you with a wide grin as your eyes flicker over the picnic blanket layed on the grass, the exact food you ate on this day, 1 year ago , layed out neatly.

soft!matt who will always get you things from the gas station/store.

“do you want anything sweetheart?” 

“mmm no”

*que him coming back to the car and plopping a bag full of your favourite snacks onto your lap*

“just incase” he smiles, pecking your cheek.

soft!matt who enjoys trying to paint your nails.

you watch as matt glides the brush over your pinky nail, squinting, as the tip of his tongue sticks out the corner of his mouth in concentration. 

“done!” he says proudly with a small smile.

glancing down at the messy job you let out a soft giggle. 

“wanna maybe do a design on mine in the same colour? we can match” he proposes.

soft!matt who will take care of you in your drunk state after your girls night out.

after carrying you inside from the car, he changes you into his clothes. bringing you to the bathroom, he lifts you up and sets you on top of the counter. grabbing a makeup wipe and gently rubbing your face. 

“mattttttt i had sooo much funnn” you slur

“i can tell sweetheart-“ matt says, letting out a small chuckle 

“-lets get you to bed hm?”

soft!matt who is always taking pictures of you when you’re not looking. whenever he thinks you’re looking effortlessly beautiful (which is pretty much always). his camera roll is full of candid pictures of you. whether it’s napping, cooking dinner, at the grocery store, scrolling on your phone, brushing your hair, applying your makeup, tying your laces, matt has a photo. 

soft!matt who always unintentionally brings you up in videos. whenever something reminds him of you, or links to you in any way. it got to the point where he wouldn’t shut up about you. so instead , he switched to a little code between just the two of you. 

“whenever i glance at the camera n play with my earring a little, jus know im thinking of you baby”

••••••••••••••••••••• AN; cutesy matt cutesy matt cutesy matt😭 hope you enjoyeddd i love shit like this. make sure to see part one, linked at the top ✨

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[jjsfavgirl]

It’s gonna be okay , baby

.・゜゜・・゜゜・． ౨ৎ ・゜゜・．・゜゜・．

.・゜゜・・゜゜・． ౨ৎ ・゜゜・．・゜゜・．

Summary: JJ Maybank taking care of his burnt out overstimulated girlfriend.

Warnings: mentions of overstimulated, angsty , pet names

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You had been working your ass of for the past two weeks, your rent was due, your school was requesting a ridiculous amount of money for the new textbooks and your tips from customers haven’t been doing as well these past weeks.

“I asked for fries with this!” The man yelled, aggressively pushing his burger back over to you the second you placed it down in front of him.

“I’m sorry, sir. I’ll go get that for you.” You attempted to stay calm at the man’s rough demeanour, taking back the man’s burger and placing it on your arms along with all the other plates of food you had.

“No! Don’t go get that! I want to speak to your manager! You’re getting fucking fired little miss!” He yelled again, standing up and towering over you as your cowered back. Running off angrily, he entered the kitchen, assuming he’s finding your boss.

With a huff, you went on your way to serve the other customers, tears brimming in your eyes as your vision was blurred and faltered.

You couldn’t see much, so you didn’t see the Kook teens foot sticking out in front of your dirtied converse. Causing you to trip and fall and the plate to fly out your hands and shatter everywhere.

You had gone home that day in a state, your hair was disheveled and your mascara had ran down your face in black streaks from your sobbing in the staff toilets after the incident.

Carefully opening the door of your flat, you tiredly tossed your keys into the pink bowl on the counter. You spotted your boyfriend JJ manspreading on the couch, controller in hand as his tongue stuck out the corner of his mouth while he concentrated on the first person shooter game he was playing.

“Hey, bun.” He turned and smiled, pausing his game and placing his red controller on the coffee table. His smile faltered slightly as you sent him a weak smile, him spotting your dark, grey eye bags and shakey movements. “Everythin’ okay?” He asked, walking over to you and pulling you into his chest as his hands tracked up to your hair and back.

“Yeah.” You sighed, flashing him a fake smile as your glanced up at the dirty blonde.

“You promise?” He spoke, looking directly into your eyes with his blue orbs.

“No.” You murmured, going back to burry your face into his chest as you attempted to hide your brimming tears.

“Wassup, babydoll?” He rubbed your back affectionately as he quizzed you.

“I’m so tired, jay. Everything is going wrong, I can’t pay the bills, I’m going to get kicked out of my college class and I might be getting fired and everything is going wrong!” The tears began to flow in waterfalls as you soaked your boyfriend’s grey shirt.

“Shh, it’s gunna be okay , baby.” He stroked your hair as he softly cooed to you. “How about,” he began, “You take off your work clothes, I’ll run you a nice bath and then we can sit down and watch a movie.” He continued, pulling away from you as he kept a soft grip on your tense shoulders. “You don’t need to worry about those bills, my boss just gave me a pay rise, I’ll pay whatever’s left and get you your textbooks.” He told you.

“Jay I can’t ask you to do that.” You murmured, bringing your hand up to wipe your tears. JJ’s thumb took over, clearing the mascara off your eye bags.

“You don’t have to, I want to help. I’ve been living her for the past month, rent free, it’s only fair I go halves on the bills.” He smiled, bringing you in for a second hug.

“I love u, J.” You giggled into his chest, happy with his actions.

“I love u too , y/n.” He responded.

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Hope you enjoy!🎀

[chrislilcumslvt]

Wait till I get off

Warnings: Blowjob, moaning, cum eating

streamerbf! Matt x y/n

Blue: Matt

Purple: y/n

Orange: Chris

Green: Nick

Matt was playing Fortnite with his brothers he was also streaming, Y/n came in thinking Matt wasn’t streaming.

Babyyyy y/n says climbing onto Matt’s lap, Love I’m streaming right now oh she says embarrassed, It’s ok love you can sit here while I play ok baby she says laying in the crook of his neck.

Suddenly y/n got the idea to tease Matt while he was playing she started kissing his neck, Matt gasped and almost let out a moan but held it back.

Mmm love what are you doing he whispers, Nothing baby she says continuing kissing his neck mmm love can’t you wait till I get off please, Why I want you now she bites his neck he let’s a groan he turns off his camera and mic.

Love please let me finish this game and I promise I’ll give you whatever you want, Y/n sighs and gets off his lap and goes on his bed Matt turns on his camera and his mic, Sorry guys technical difficulties.

After a while Y/n couldn’t take it anymore she needed Matt she slowly crawled on the floor and got to Matt’s gaming chair, Matt looked down at her Love what are you doing he whispered she slowly ran her nails down his thighs Matt let out a groan stay quiet for me baby don’t you dare mute your mic I want everyone to hear how much of a slut you are for me, He whimpered at her words and tried to keep playing but kept looking down at you.

She slowly was removing his sweatpants, Matt pick his hips up to help her get them off she palmed him through his boxers, Matt hissed at her action God love please he asked her getting impatient, So needy all of a sudden she slowly took off his boxers Matt picks up his hips again his dick hitting his stomach.

He turns off the camera so Chris and Nick can’t see him she grabs his dick and slowly stroking him Matt throws his head back, Fuckkkk…love don’t stop he whispered so his brothers don’t hear,She puts her hair up in a messy bun, She kisses Matt’s tip and swirls her tongue on his tip Matt groans and Chris and nick hear this Matt did you just fucking moan!?!?!, Matt what the fuck was that!!.

N-nothing guys I hit my knee on the table she slowly takes him in her mouth bobbing her head slowly, Fuckkkk… baby your mouth feels so good on my dick not caring I’d the guys heard him he took off his head set he grabs her hair and thrusted into her mouth she moans sending vibrations on Matt’s dick.

Nnghh~~ please baby go faster she does as he says stroking what she can’t take Fuckkk mmm~ ~ goddd baby I’m close, She slows down to tease him No no no why did you slow down he pushes her head down making her keep going she gags a little Fuckk sorry baby ,tears were slowly coming down her face when she gagged around him.

She continues she goes faster, Fuckkk baby I’m gunna c-cum a few seconds later he comes down from his high she strokes him a few times licking his cum dry he whimpers cuz he was still sensitive from his high.

She licks him dry she gets up off her knees, Did you like that, Yes love I liked it Matt kisses her and puts his headset back on to hear Nick screaming MATT WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING!?!!?

OMG FINALLY ITS OUT HOPE YALL LIKE IT 🎀🎀

[leathermouthproxies]

Proxy boys with afab sub reader smut headcanons

This was on Ao3 first so follow me there to keep up with my full length fics. Anyways here's my headcanons from hardest to softest doms. 

Masky

Names he likes being called: Sir. Pretty much insists on it in bed

Names he likes to call reader: pet, kitten or puppy, whore, doll, little girl

Kinks: Brat Taming, bondage, weapon play, pet play, likes seeing you wearing tail plugs, so anal, CNC, size kink, predator and prey play, squirting, choking, breeding, huge sadist, impact play, will smack you if you're ok with it, having you hump his leg or boot

Tits or ass: Ass Fav position: mating press, your knees behind your head

Giving or receiving head: RECEIVING

He loves being completely in control, overstimulating you, humiliating you (he loves seeing you all flustered), degrading you, forcing you to squirt over and over, just completely using and destroying you, also loves seeing you wear things that claim you as his, like a collar or a necklace with his name on it. Likes playing little games with you, tag, hide and go seek, grabbing you from behind when you don't know he's there, gets a rise out of you being scared.

“Little whore loves getting fucked stupid huh?” “Aww did stupid forget how to talk? Come on kitten you've only cum 3 times I know you can give me some more.” "You know how happy Tim will be when I breed our baby into you? He loves seeing my bimbo be his domestic little wife." "I bet the neighbors know my name"

This man is literally a demon possessing Tim like how can he GO FOR SO LONG

Tim usually fronts for after-care. If Masky ever stops on his own his aftercare consists of him bringing you water, pulling you up on his chest, and praising you, which makes you flustered, which makes him hard, which then usually leads to round 2. Or 3. Or 4. Or until Tim fronts and sees you as a puddle of drool and tears and raspy moans under him.

Brian

Daddy. HUGE daddy dom

Princess, darling, baby girl, pretty, little girl

dd/lg, recording (exhibitionism), will ask for pictures or videos of you masturbating if he's out of the house for more than like. An hour. Has definitely asked Tim or Masky to record them fucking you for him to watch, so voyeurism, squirting but like not in an AGGRESSIVE way like Masky, praising, marking, bondage, having you grind on his leg or knee, mirrors, freak ass hoe for sure has a mirror across from and above the bed, lil bit of choking but again not as hard as Masky does it, creampies (seriously these guys love to cum inside you better get yourself an iud), edging

Tits

Standing (mans takes advantage of the operator strength), missionary, really anywhere that's not in a bed, kitchen counter, couch, car, against a tree in the forest, just in any position that he can pop a titty in his mouth or leave a hickey on your neck.

Honestly its 50/50 with oral, thinks you're adorable when he eats you out but also loves when you gag on his cock

Loves being completely in control but not in a forceful way like Masky, more in a “I want to see you melt under me” kind of way. Honestly he's so good at making you melt that you're not as bratty with him as you are with Masky. Still kind of bratty tho. While Masky likes forced orgasms, Brian loves edging you until you're begging and babbling. LOVES to praise you, loves when you're good for him, doesn't like to punish you but will turn into a hard dom if you get bratty or cum without permission.

 “Such a pretty baby, gunna milk daddy's cock dry princess?” "Oh, were you close? I'm sorry baby girl, let's try that again." "Wave to the camera darlin', you know the other boys love when you look 'em in the eye." "Are you cum drunk already angel? That's okay, just let your daddy take care of you. You're so cute when you're all fucked out like this" "daddy's little princess"

Masky can fuck for hours but Brian loooves foreplay, he can toy with you for hours

Hoodie's the king of aftercare but Brian’s a close runner up

Will clean you up or carry and hold you in the shower if you want, make you go pee, bring you water or tea, wrap you both in a blanket, make sure he didn't cross any lines, be super soft with you, kiss kiss kiss kiss kISS

Toby

Listen to me

Hear me out HEAR ME OUT

I know we all think toby is a sub

And YES he looks like he gets pegged.

But I am telling you. I AM TELLLINNNG YOU.

This is not the case.

My boy is UN FUCKING HINGED

Ok

Cool with anything you want to call him, but his favorite is when you scream his name

Toby canonically comes from German ancestry and idk if the creator went further into that but I like to think his mom and dad are German immigrants, and toby has been to Germany to visit family so he can speak fluent German.

Bro be babblin’ shit out. Engel, babe, schätzchen, slut, sexy, schnucki, cum dump, mein angebetete, bunny, schatz, sweetheart, mieze, I mean he has tourettes so he really just calls you whatever comes to mind, accidentally called you manic pixie dream girl unironically one time and Tim still makes fun of him for it

Marking, biting, being bit, blood play, honestly probably period sex, he's a freak man fr, weapon play for sure, face shots, he would cover your entire body in his cum if he could cum that much, loves experimenting, having power over you, manhandling, VERY rough in bed, usually just from being over excited and not knowing what hurts people

Definitely accidentally blurted out that he would eat you if he could one time Was hot in the moment but he had some explaining to do during after care

We love our little cannibal don't we folks

Tits guy but loves shoving your face into the mattress and pulling your ass up into him, shower sex, again willing to try any position once

Loves the taste of you and will eat it like a demon but HUGE fan of getting some sloppy top. And I mean SLOPPY. He loves when you drool and gag

This guy just loves sex. Loves seeing you squirm under him, loves using you like his sex doll, probably calls you that too. Mans gets excited and VOCAL.

Toby also doesn't stutter in the original story but you know what? Eat my ass we have all headcanoned a stutter. It just lessens when he's confident- ie: making you his bitch. Although he still has tourettes and apparently disorganized speech as a symptom of his schizophrenia.

“Ich-ich möchte d-d-den, um, rest mein-n-nes lebensss mit dir vvver–rbringen” "hey y/n- pretty baby gonna make you scream tonight- hav-ve you sssseen my sch-ch-etch book“ "Ich w-w-w-erde dich für immmmer und ewig lieb-ben.” “JESUS-god-FUCK youre sssexy” “toby its 9 in the morning.” “Du siehst verboten gu-gut aus” "whore whorrre wh-h-hore yes fuck perfect whore aren't you?" "Your blood tastes so good." “Y-yeah, du liebst diesen schwanz in dir, nicht wahr hure?”

Sorry it's all German I just feel like he gets so in the moment that he kind of goes out of body and doesn't even realize what he's saying

His after care is kissing you all over your entire face and then conking the fuck out on your tits. Will more than likely wake up hard and ready again. If he doesn't pass out after the kisses he will open ubereats and ask what you want LOL

Hoodie

Ok Hoodie and Tim are on the same level of dom-ness but hoodie is more protective so he goes first

One thing he and Brian have in common: daddy. Hoodie also likes sir

Hoodie is usually non verbal but will talk sometimes when he's feeling particularly passionate, usually in a very monotone and even tone

When he does talk he calls you sickly sweet names

My love, precious, perfect

Collars, long makeout seshes, stomach bulging/ size kink. Tummy shots. Tummy. Shots. Loves putting you in pretty dresses OR his hoodie. He doesn't really have a lot of kinks, he just loves making love to you for hours. That's right you're not getting fucked when you're with him you're getting made LOVE to

.Feet. LMFAOOOOO

Usually tried to keep it on the downlow but one time while he was fucking he had your feet on his shoulders and. Suddenly he had a toe in his mouth before he could stop himself

Toby heard about it and now one of his tics is "foot boy" One time the guys were staking out a target in a mall when Toby looked at Brian and instantly yelled "FOOT BOY FOOT BOY". Tim laughed so hard he cried. They had to leave.

Brian hates Hoodie so much.

Anyways

Dude is EXTREMELY gentle with you, seriously treats you like you're made of glass. Also if this were a cartoon his eyes would turn into hearts every time he looked at you

He usually likes when you're on top, sitting on his lap while he told you close

But he will also HAPPILY oblige with anything you ask forAs long as you feel good that's all he wants

This guy

This fucking guy

Will eat.

For an eternity if you let him.

I am serious sometimes he eats until you safeword, like you RARELY have to safeword with any of the boys and the only time you ever had to with Hoodie is when he eats you out to the point where you literally feel like you're going to pass away. It’s kind of rare for him to not listen to your “ok I can't take it anymore”’s but sometimes he just can't get a hold of himself, it's like he goes out of body. Will end everything and go full aftercare mode for the safe word though.

He just loves to love you, he's the most protective, will carry you anytime you let him, always wants to be touching you, will do anything to make you happy even if it's not necessarily a good idea

If he witnesses someone be mean to you he WILL kill them of you don't explicitly tell him not to

Masky has to wait for Brian to front or send Hoodie out of the house to fuck you

This rule was made because one time Hoodie fronted while Masky was doing some impact play and Hoodie heard you scream. Hoodie almost choked Masky to death. It was a whole thing. It also turned into a 3 way. Anyways.

Point is you ask for the moon he'll bring you the whole solar system Thinks your whimpers are the cutest shit in the entire world, LOVES your soft little quiet moans

Again, really doesn't talk much, keeps things short and simple if he really has to speak

You think the longest sentence you've heard Hoodie say is when you asked if he could get some snacks while he was at the grocery store and while putting his shoes on he deadpan replied "I would eat a lightbulb if you asked me to." You took that as a yes.

But sometimes he says little worships and sweet nothings during sex

Now HOODIEHE is the king of aftercare

Goes super soft, again acts like you're made of glass, will gently lay you back down on the pillows, clean you off or carry you into the shower, again make sure you pee (ladies always take a girl-piss after sex), get you ice if you have bruises (usually from the other guys) hold you close and cover you both with the blankets, one of the rare times he talks is to ask you what you need from him, and again he will give you ANYTHING

He's so girl coded

Tim

Tim and hoodie have a lot in common actually

Again, daddy

I'm sorry they're all daddy af

Bear, teddy bear, handsome

Honey, doll, baby, darlin’

Just loves sweet lazy sex, but also not really because he loves spanking LOL

Not really a kink but him and hoodie love seeing you in pretty little dresses and skirts, tights or knee high socks, loves pulling your skirt up and plowing you Loves seeing you do lil domestic things, LOVES fucking to music, worships your body, literally thinks you have the most perfect body, gagging, spanking, loves when you dress up for him, lingerie and the occasional costume, definitely likes when you have a toy in you while you go about your day, either plug or vibrator, back shots

Honestly probably goes for anal when him and Brian dp you, so definitely is into you wearing plugs

Thighs and ass

Bro looooves your thighs

Asks you to smother him with them like once a day

69ing, getting his face sat on, fucking while you guys are on your side, again soft and lazy

He can drill you into the mattress if asked but prefers it soft

Mans EATS.

Remember how I said he loves thighs and ass?

This is exactly why he wants you to sit on it face Also why he likes 69ing, you're usually focusing on him while you're sucking his fat ass cock so you don't notice when you accidently settle to much and put all of your weight on his face which is EXACTLY his plan

He has had to tap out a couple times from almost suffocating 

Anyways

Tim is obsessed with your body, wants it against him all of the time.

Cuddle. Fucking. MONSTER. 

Toby and Hoodie are clingy 24/7 but Tim really values alone time with you and takes full advantage by being all over you. He also takes the protective roll when Hoodie's not around. He loves his little wife (doesn't matter if you're not married you're his little wife)

Also I don't think Tim is really as shy as a lot of people make him out to be 

"Come sit that pretty ass on my cock, doll" "so soft and warm up against me baby" “Are you wearing all this just for me? Come give me a twirl, hun’” “please PLEASE just one chance I am on my knees BEGGING” “TIM I DON'T CARE IF YOU'LL GET HEALED I'M NOT BREAKING YOUR NECK WITH MY ASS”

Like I said Tim usually fronts mid fuck (well, is it mid fuck if you've been going for like 3 hours?) for Masky and kind of panics when he sees you SO fucked out It's kind of hot but he knows your ass is dehydrated

"Oh fuck, you good??"

 Definitely felt really guilty the first time he saw the state Masky put you in before you assured him you fully were into it

Will clean you, probably untie you, get you ice and painkillers, and then make sure Masky didn't cross any lines 

Masky is actually really good with consent, making sure things are okay before trying them for the first time, making sure you remember your safe word, but Tim still doesn't trust him 

But with Tim's soft sweet sex aftercare usually isn't needed He just gives you sweet kisses and then asks if you're hungry <3

[writer-komaru]

₊˚ପ⊹ Prey of the Snake Eyes (*❦ω❦)/‘˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄

✧Rating: Smut + Slight NonCon

✧Characters: Thirteen

✧Word Count: 2.4k

✧Summary: Your decision to wear matching costumes with Mammon to the Devildom annual Halloween party was the last straw for a certain snake-eyed reaper. One moment you’re playing classic carnival games and winning prizes, the next you’re pulled into a secluded spot in the eerie haired house and shown who you really belong to. Try to keep quiet all you want, she’s not stopping till you’re sobbing loud enough to rattle the walls of the celestial realm.

“This was such a cute idea! But how in the world did you get Levi to help make these for us?” You asked Mammon while happily twirling around in front of the mirror.

“My amazing persuasive skills and a little bit of bribery never hurt anyone,” Mammon chuckled to himself as he rested his arm on your shoulder and joined you in front of the mirror.

“You didn’t hear it from me but you look smokin’ hot as Yoimiya,” he playfully nudges you with his elbow, “Everyone’s gunna be so jealous.”

“Yeah, so very jealous that I'm going with The Arataki Itto, that’s what,” you nudge him back and put your hands on your hips.

“Haha, now that’s a given,” he smirks and combs his fingers through his hair. After a quick laugh at his antics you both rush out of the door to make it to the location on time. This wasn’t your first time going to Devildom’s annual Halloween party, but it was the first time you were not only going with someone but dressing up with them too. Usually you and the rest of the demon brothers go as a group, but this year RAD decided it was a great idea to give out a heavily weighted quiz the day after the party so everyone’s held up in their rooms studying. The only reason you and Mammon are going is because he never really cared about his studies and says ‘he could do it with his eyes closed’ and you completed your studies early. You were honestly very happy you didn’t have to go alone because parties are always more fun with friends. But there's just one thing you feel like you’re forgetting…

“Are you sure we brought everything?” You remarked, looking through your purse as you walked.

“What would we need to bring to a Halloween party besides ourselves?” He laughed it off, taking your hand in his and giving it a squeeze.

“Well I don’t know, maybe things like money, keys to the house, our phones, our tickets-“

“Yeah yeah yeah I get it, I’d be lost without you, what else are ya tryin’ to prove, huh?” He snickered and squeezed your hand again.

“I’m glad you realize it,” you laugh with him and eventually reach the entrance to the event. It’s decorated with vines, fake bats, and cutouts of ghosts and other monsters. It looks a little more cute than scary, though. But the interior is a lot more appealing as you two enter. There’s tons of mini games, other demons in costumes, a corn maze, a haunted house, and even a fountain filled with smoking purple water. This might have just been your imagination but you could have sworn Mammon’s eyes sparkled like bright fireworks at the idea of getting to experience all these attractions with you.

“They fuckin’ got apple bobbin’ too! Come on, we gotta go see!” He excitedly pulled your arm, causing you to yelp as he dragged you towards the buckets of apples. That was until both of you suddenly stopped.

“Huh? What gives?!” Mammon narrows his eyes, ready to square with any insignificant demon pleb that dared to interrupt his private time with you. Instead, he realized he was face to face with a bubbly, smiling face and a pair of sharp, snake-like eyes.

“Why hello again Sheepy and… company?” Thirteen waved to you and gave a curious look to Mammon, “Ohhh, you’re that funny guy who tried using a fishing rod while on the roof to snatch things out of people’s bags! Hahaha, that had me in tears!”

His face lit up in an embarrassed and angry blush, “It was one fucking ti- I mean, HOW DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT?!”

“Wait mammon you actually tried something like that…?” You raised your eyebrow. You knew he would do anything for some quick Grimm but that seems way too cartoony, even for him.

Thirteen continued giggling, playfully slapping him on the back, “Could have used a better escape plan though! Falling off the roof and into the bushes wasn't the best idea.”

“J-just shut up, would ya?! It’s none of your business!!” He snapped back, pulling you closer to him by the arm.

“Alright fine, I’ve had my fun. And I don’t just come here to embarrass you or something, I came here for the little sheepy over here!~” She flashed you a smirk, causing Mammon’s blood to boil. She caught a glimpse at the hand tucked behind his back and the glimmering gold chains swirling around his fingertips and looked away from you, “But it seems you’re a little occupied at the moment, what a bummer. Guess I’ll just have to wait my turn, Cya around, sheepy!” As she bounded away, she drifted a teasing nail across your chest.

“That reaper girl… ugh, whatever, let’s just ignore her,” Mammon huffed as he motioned you back towards the apple buckets.

Throughout the whole night you couldn’t stop thinking about her, over and over, especially how she touched your chest. Was she trying to hint at something?

“Hey, earth to MC, pay attention! It’s no fun winnin’ if you’re just gonna count every star in the sky all night!” Mammon snapped his fingers in front of your face.

“Huh? What? Oh, sorry my bad. It’s uh, just a beautiful night tonight, I got distracted,” you laughed it off, picking your water gun back up and aiming it right at the target ahead of you.

“Yeah yeah, whatever you say, sore loser- Hey, quit that, you might actually beat me!” He exclaims, trying to fire twice as fast. After a very close match, you managed to come out on top by only a few points, being rewarded with a cute plushie bat with devil horns.

“Ughhh no fair, I shouldn’t have snapped your attention back and taken the free win instead,” he groaned to himself as you two walked away from the booth, hanging his head low dramatically.

“Look who’s the sore loser now?” You smirked, jabbing him in the shoulder.

“Shut it, I’m not a sore loser! Uh- there! See that game over there? First one to get a prize is the real winner! I’m totally going to wipe that shit eating grin off your face!” He points at the high striker game in the distance and sprints over to it. Excited by the challenge, you begin to follow him, only to feel a familiar pair of hands grace your shoulders.

“Huh? What the-!” You gasp as you're suddenly yanked into the haunted house, a mischievous giggle leading the way to a dark, secluded hallway.

“Was the little sheepy surprised?” A pair of bright green snake-like eyes illuminated the darkness. It was… thirteen?

“Huh? Thirteen? What’s this about? Mammon and I were-“ She presses her pointer finger against your lips.

“Shhhhh~ just forget all about that greedy crow. I’m way more fun than he or anyone in all of Devildom, I thought you knew that by now~” she smirks and once again traces a nail down the middle of your chest. You gulp nervously as the thoughts of your… previous encounters imprint themselves back into your mind.

“B-but we… I’m…” Your heart rate and breathing accelerate more and more as the mischievous reaper leans over you, caging you against the wall.

“Don’t be scared, little sheepy. I'm just here to talk, that’s it!~ Then I’ll let ya go, sounds good?” Her sweet voice becomes a low whisper right against your ear, causing a shiver to run straight down your spine. She smirks at your reaction but doesn’t mention it.

“Whenever I see you nowadays, you’re always hanging around those demon brothers. What’s the deal, huh? I know you’re roommates or whatever but come on, don’t tell me you’d rather get pulled around like their dog on a leash than have some fun with little old me,” she pouts playfully, nudging her thigh between your legs, “And don’t think I can’t see the way they look at you. I can tell they want you, they want you more than just roommates or even friends for that matter. It’s almost amusing. Because no matter how much they want you,” she smirks once more and rubs her thigh against your twitching heat, making you release a whine, “You’re aaaaaall mine~”

“T-thirteen, w-we are in public someone will-“ Your heart skips a beat as she chuckles devilishly, an evil smile stretching across her face.

“Someone will see? Is that it? And so what? Just means more demons will finally realize who you belong too. And I’d guess you like that too, huh?” Her eyes narrow as she grabs your hips and slides them harder against his plush thigh. It’s almost humiliating how good she’s making you feel. You bite your lip, turning away from her, doing your best to hold on to your last shreds of dignity in the face of this flirtatious reaper. But you should have already known fighting back against her is pointless.

“Trying to hold back? Think your cute little body can resist? How silly~ You may be a very special and important human but you’re still just a human with normal human weaknesses~” She laughs at your feeble attempts and doubles down, rubbing your poor, twitching sex harder against her thigh and leaning down to litter rushed hickeys down your neck. If you shunted just a bit it wouldn’t take much to confuse her for a succubus.

“Come on little sheepy, just give in so I can show you a better time than that Mammon guy~” She rolled her eyes at the mere mention of his name, “Playing fun carnival games, wearing matching costume, holding hands, Ughh it’s just insufferable… but I’m getting off topic, I can already tell your body has given up~”

You look down at your hips and watch helplessly as you hump against her leg, small pants and gasps leaving your mouth. She was right.

“What will it be? Want me to continue this or do you wanna peace right back over to the demon that isn’t even looking for you? Who will you choose, the pesky little demon boys or your gorgeous and powerful reaper of souls?~” she waited expectedly for your response, her fingertips snaking under your outfit and teasing the edge of your shorts.

You knew leaving Mammon wasn't a very good idea. If he found you like this it might ignite a second war. But the longer she had you pinned against the wall, grinding your aroused sex in just the right ways to make you lose your mind.

“Agh…damn it… I g-give up…” you finally relented, causing an excited giggle to leave her glossy lips.

“Good little sheepy, I knew you’d tap out eventually. You’ve never been able to resist me and you ever will~” she smirks happily before pulling your shorts down to your knees, making you hiss as the cold, musky air of the creepy hallway greets your dripping, clenching pussy.

“Oh my, look at how damn wet you are from just my thigh, it’s so adorable~” she whispers as she traces small patterns over your pulsing clit, sliding down to your fluttering cunt. Her strokes from your twitching hole to your sensitive clit sends your body into a frenzy, shivering and whimpering like a virgin.

“It feels good doesn’t it? I bet those ignorant demon boys could only dream of touching you like this. Hehehe almost makes me wanna snap a pretty picture of your sweet little pussy taking my fingers and slip a copy under each of their doors, just so they know what they're missing~” Her threats fall on deaf ears as she carefully punges two fingers into your cunt, making sure her thumb doesn’t stop massaging your clit. Your hips buck up into her fingers as they prod against your g spot, almost immediately making your head tilt back to release a surprised moan.

“T-thirteeeeennnnghhh, shit, this feels so good…” You whine and arch your back.

“Oh, I can tell~ I’m only using two fingers but you’re acting like I’m splitting you open. Are you close? Ready to cum already?~” she snickered and gave your g spot a firm rub before thrusting her fingers even faster.

“Mmm, fuck, gunna cum, I need to cu-“ Your half lidded eyes flew open as the sounds of echoed footsteps rung out from some here in the haunted house, “S-someone’s her- AGh?!~”

You looked down in fear as three skilled fingers pounded into your pussy and Thirteen’s lips wrapped around your throbbing bud. You knew damn well she could hear those footsteps just as well as you did. Such a troublemaker, through and through. Your orgasm was quickly approaching as the warmth built up more and more in your abdomen, showing no signs of stopping.

“MC?! Damn it, where are you?! Answer me!” Mammon’s worried voice grew closer and closer, footsteps rushing down the opposing hall. All it would take is one turn at the corner and one more thrust against your sweet spot and he would get to witness the sight of his crush cumming all over someone else’s fingers. The image of that lewd scene was both terrifying and hot at the same time, making your stimulated cunt squeeze even tighter.

“Oh?~ Don’t tell me… does the little pure sheepy like the thought of being found with their pussy being fucked? Hehehe, I’ll take your twitches as a yes,” An almost sadistic expression spread across her face from in between your legs. If that look means what you think it means, you were really in for it. A stream of moans rip from your throat as she sucked harshly on your clit, finger fucking you so hard your pussy’s squelching could probably be heard from all the way at the fucking entrance of the haunted house.

“Aaagghh, s-slow do- f-faster… fuckkk, slow D-DOWNNNGHH!~~’” Your body shook pathetically as the dreaded footsteps picked up speed.

“Yeah, keep crying out like a good little sheepy. You’re mine, and no one else’s. Now cum, cum all over my tongue and show Mammon how much better I make you feel~”

The boiling heat in your pussy was far too impossible to hold back any longer, exploding into a spasm of muscles and loud moans as your hot slick spilled into Thirteen’s eager mouth. The horrified look of betrayal on Mammon’s face you caught the glimpse of before your dazed eyes blinked closed is one that will stay permanently engraved in your mind the next time you try to go out with another demon.

Reblog + Comment + Like if you’d like to see more obey me or Thirteen in specific writing!

(I took a small break cuz of burn out and I’m ready to keep on writing! Sorry this is a bit short, I had more of a smaller idea going in than I did the other ones. Expect more writing soon <3)

[strayheartless]

DnD AGSZC. You know you have HCs. Sharing is caring.

oh well, twist my arm why don'tcha!

So to start, Sephiroth is one of THOSE players. You know the ones: makes broken characters that seemingly can do anything by level five; consistently has a rather depressing backstory that drives their character to be a dick to everyone for the sake of "roleplay". one of THOSE PLAYERS (see also: the Chocobro... or as Salty has pointed out to me, the Genebro.)

Likes to dable with his Characters. Though his favorite remains his Dragonborn Oathbraker Paladin, named Azriel who turned on the party in one paticular campaign to join forces with a powerful female Dragonborn Litch... I don't thing I really need to tell you why.

Angeals a pain because he wants to play "correctly". he's not competative but heis a rulebook warrior. Cloud has banned the Player's handbook from the table for this very reason. Angeal complains about "house rules" and the "rule of fun" all the time, even while activly enjoing the game. He's a pain.

He usually plays a Paladine and his drive for adventure is always "to avenge/ make his father proud. he once pushed the boat out at Clouds behest and broke his oath, and it didn't go... Well. to put it lightly everyone at the table cried (esspecially Zack) and Angeal had to make a new character.

Genesis is predictable to the point of hilarity. always a Bard or a Warlock. Always a Tiefling. Always gender ambiguous. if the games not starting withthe party finding Gen drunk and bemoning exsistence in a tavern then are they really playing DnD? He will always be playing a College of Tragedy bard (Thank you Matthew Mercer.) He's never pushed the boat out once in all the time they've played and if he can squeeze a loveless Quote in where he can he's gunna do it.

Genesis is however the table flirt and the Horny player. he's rolling to seduce the dragon. Cloud has Vowed never to let them play Curse of Strahd... EVER.

Zack is never predictable in his Character build. In the beginning he went similar to Angeal except a human young fighter with dreams of being a hero, But now he likes to dabble with his classes sometimes and mess around in terms of race. Cloud likes Zacks approach to DnD cause it keeps him on his toes.

His Favorite build thus far is his Halfling Rough/Monk multiclass he based off of a little girl he met in Wutai (you know who.).

When Kunsels Available to play he plays as a College of Lore Bard. He knows everything and Cloud is pretty sure He's been spying on his notes between games.

They are all suprisingly big on Roleplay which is fine by cloud cause it makes his job more fun. He's made them cry multiple times with his storylines, and His NPC voices are unparalelled. concidering he's not expressive in his day to day, he comes alive as DM.

There has been some massive in jokes that make other people question if they are sane or not. things like all the boys mimicing Clouds voice yelling "DON'T FUCK THE DRAGON!" everytime they gointo monster dens. Or looking Angeal up and Down and saying "I don't have the hit points to clinb you like a tree," .

Genesis begs Cloud to make a LOVELESS based Campaign... Cloud doesn't want to admit he already has one, hes just afraid Gen will pick holes in it.

Zack is a bastard for casting Fireball when he doesn't have the hit points to survive his own spell. the one time he played a wizard he cast it, did 39 points of damage and only JUST survived by one singular hit point.

Kunsel has the magic touch where dice are concerned. He constantly rolls consistently high rolls.

Cloud is absoloutly sure Sephiroth uses loaded dice. but he can't prove it.

Angeal always seems to end up getting attacked by mimics. doesn'tmatter how many times it happens, he always has too much trust in everyday objects.

[nolongerapileofashprobably]

First Impressions (will be adding as I play)

DOMESTIC ZELINK THEH ARE SO FUCKING CUTE (like PLS he is such a gentleman and is still a short king, we stan— and Zelda always worried about him ����)

Link lost an arm to protect Zelda. My guy sets a HIGH BAR

Once I fully understand zonai devices it’s over for you bitches

Rauru my main man gets a love interest. What a dude

NOOOO NOT THE WAY THE MASTER SWORD GOES TO ZELDY IN THE PAST IM SO AHSJKDJSBAHSJZ I MISS FI SO MUCH

yo Hyrule be lookin DIFFERENTT AND OMG EVERYONE IS LOOKING FOR ZELDA AND LINK

Fucking SHOOT ME IT WOULD BE LESS PAINFUL THAN SEEING HOW MUCH EVERYONE CARES ABOUT THEM LIKE ????? GODDDDDD

DID A TREE JUST FUCKING ATTACK ME WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF SHIT IS THIS those scrubs really upped themselves ig

TULIN MY CHILD IVE NEVER BEEN SO EXCITED THAT IS MY SON!!!!!! THATS MY BOY!!!!! lol I love that the game points you towards Rito first bc no matter what the game wanted me to do, I was going to Rito village first bc I wanted to see all my CHILDRENN

Where the FUCK is Kass.

Not me avoiding both the entire East portion of the map in preference of going to Gerudo to see Riju

YOOOOO GIBDOS????? Need the suns song

OH LIGHTNINGGGGGG interesting I am DIGGING THIS and we get to go into Gerudo without disguise???? BANGERRRRRRR

I want my HORSE 🥲 silence my trusty white stallion where art thou

I’ve made it to Hateno and I’m fucking sick of these Koroks, like get up you lazy tree spirit are you fucking KIDDING me

ZELDA’S HOUSE!!!!! IS!!! THE!!!! HATENO!!!! HOUSE!!!! THEY LIVED TOGETHER!!! We been knew but OH MY GOD ITS SO FUCKING OBVIOUS WITH ALL THESE IMPLICATIONS. HIS HAIR TIE. THENEW TUNIC. THE KIDS DRAWING OF ZELDA. I AM GOING FERAL THEY ARE SO GODDAMN DOMESTIC

Yo where the FUCK is Kass.

Okay okay I’m having a time with paragliding so I’m just going to do Rito Village’s thing so I can get Tulin’s power

Lmao they’re not gunna kill off the babies like they did with the last champions…. Right?

LOL OKAY OKAY COOL THEY WONT CRISIS AVERTED but MAN I’ve fucked myself bc it is nearly 5a and my sister is coming over at 8a 💀

my HORSEEEE I HAVE MY HORSE BACK yo that is TRULY the best thing I missed my horse so much

Okay now I’m going to do the tears of the dragon quest bc WOOOOOHWEEEEE I miss Zelda

This was a fucking mistake it is 3am and I have to be up in four hours for work and I’m SOBBING bc ZELDA HAS SACRIFICED SO FUCKING MUCH I CANNOT DEAL WITH THIS LIKE WHAT THE FUCK NINTENDO

At least I have the sword 🥲

I’m loving everyone sending asks and talking to me about this game I love each of you SO MUCH��� not as much as I love Tulin and Riju but still LOL

Yo I’m so fucking sad bc of Zelda rn I think I’m just gunna get a shit ton of shrines and explore the depths

THE DEPTHS ARE SO FUN AND COOL!!! I also think I found a temple in eldin ???? COOOOOOOOLLLLL !!!!!

What’s not cool? Yunobo being all macho macho man bruh when that is not the sensitive little Goron I know and love. Marbled rock roast? Sureeee Cuz that’s not suspicious.

Okay I’m going to avoid Zora’s domain and head to the great plateau…. Why the fuck is the Old Man’s Cabin inhabited by the Sheikah what the fuck is this

Okay so the Yiga are just camped out in Akkala too??? Bitches. Next thing you know Kohga is alive and in the depths LMAO

Now I’m going to Zora’s Domain bc it’s my last pit stop before I actually continue the story LOL… scratch that Imma head to Tarrey Town and see how the fam is doin! And !!! Hudson has a daughter!! Guess that answers my question as to how long it’s been between games lmao

I keep procrastinating Zora’s Domain OOOOFT but I’ll go there now for reals—Sidon is engaged??? Man was like “Omg bestie it’s been forevs btw this is my fiancé” like damn okay how long has it been since Link went to Zora’s domain

I’ve been searching for Kass and I’m having major doubt atp 🥲 I want my beloved songbird back

OKAY DUNGEON TIMEEEEE Imma do Yunobo and while I know it wants me to save Riju for last I simply cannot stay away for long so I’ll go there next!

Yo these temples are fire I got majorly concerned with the Wind Temple but it genuinely makes sense to have a more familiar groundwork for players to begin with that’s just different enough that you notice so it prepares you for the more complex classic Zelda dungeon twist the rest of them have

I’m annoyed all of their abilities require me like ‘asking’ their spirits rather than having a function button to summon it at will

Except for tulin bc he is my child and all is forgiven. And Riju bc she’s pretty and I love her

DID I FUCKING MANIFEST KOHGA BEING ALIVE AND IN THE DEPTHS?????? BITTTTCCCCHHHHHH I thought these people be straight up loyal but nah he ain’t dead, just chillin in the depths

Yo I thought I was at the end of the game but nope I find out that the Zelda I’ve been chasing is a puppet WOW who would have guessed 🙃

BUT THE WAY GANONDORF WAS LIKE “using her made it so easy to lure you into traps” like my man KNOWS

Okay okay fifth Sage down and now I’m going to the Hyrule castle chasm

Was no one going to tell me this might be difficult bc I’m just tryna sneak through but that ain’t happening LOL

I’m going to shower and eat dinner and THEN I’ll beat the game

Oh my god we back at the place we started I LOVE FULL CIRCLES

I’m going to fucking sob this has been such a good fight!!! Getting to use the master sword the entire time >>>>>

(Even though i legitimately used a lynel bow and bombs to deal most of my damage to Ganondorf… don’t judge me I am ✨strategic✨ and I only managed fo do real damage if I did arrows, arrows, dodge dodge dodge, flurry rush, backpedal it up)

ZELDA BEING MY HOMIE IN THIS DRAGON FIGHT WE LOVE TO SEE IT !!! She makes me so happy she went straight for Link to save him bc that’s simply instinct

🥹🥹🥹🥹IM SOBBING THIS IS SO FUCKINNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG THIS IS SO GOOD I LOVE HER AND I LOVE THAT WE GET TO DIVE AFTER HER AND ACTUALLY CATCH HER 🥹🥹🥹

Lifting her out of the water… Zelda waking up to the feeling of a warm loving embrace… telling Link “I’m home” and that she has “so much to tell” him… I’m going to need another box of tissues bc I be EMOTIONAL

Awe all the sages pledging themselves to Zelda

Link just being a silent supportive boyfriend bc homeslice can and will do everything to protect Zelda (and okay he already did a ceremony for this but let me have my shipper goggles on)

I’m just going to say it. This might be my favorite game. And I’m a diehard Majora’s Mask fan. Like that’s been my favorite for a WHILE. I miss the simplicity for some of the game mechanics but thoroughly enjoy the new creations we can make. I also understand zonai devices now so when Kass comes in the DLC it’s over for y’all

Anyway botw/totk zelink is canon and no one can change my mind

[amourlyns]

hi lovely! I read through your blog and saw you wrote for apex! it's really a hyperfixation at this point!! would you mind if you could write a oneshot with Mirage with a massive crush on an gn!actor!reader? they sit with him a lot outside of the games and go over lines and monologues with him; just a very extroverted and open person... until they get on stage with Mirage and they have to compliment each other for one of Fuse's jokes at a sort of open mic thing? thanks for fulfilling this if you do, and have fun with it! I hope it wasn't too specific-- regardless, have a lovely day and take care of yourself!! much luv <33

⠀ 「 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞. 」

⠀ ━━ 🌷 💕

✦ 𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬 ⨟⠀ One thing leads to another and now you’re confessing your feelings to him.

✦ 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 ⨟⠀Elliot 〞Mirage 〞Witt + gn actor!reader

✦ 𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗥𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘 ⨟⠀This request is sooo cute omg … I love this sm, tysm for requesting 🤍 also, this posted and I wasn’t finished with it yet ): ➜    masterlist

✦ 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 ⨟⠀ None

⠀ ★ ⠀ | ELLIOT FELT LIKE WAS BURNING UP from your touches, they were free, loose and careless. You’d throw your limbs on him hazardously, falling into a fit of laughter. You found of his cheesy jokes funny.

He couldn’t help but smile, his heart was going a million miles per hour right now. And your eyes lingering on his face didn’t help him with the feelings arising in his chest, his heart felt like it was going to burst.

Sometimes, he wondered if you knew what you were doing to him, he was a stuttering, chuckling mess. The poor guy couldn’t help get nervous around you, he felt stressed out and excited at the same time.

He’d talk a little too much when he was around you… it made him self conscious… but it always got his adrenaline going. Now today? Today, Elliot really thought he was going faint on the spot. Apparently, the games thought it would be amazing for you and Elliot to have an open mic night with Fuse.

Well they were wrong. Elliot couldn’t stop fidgeting in his seat while they were doing his hair and makeup, all he could do was glance over at you. And god you looked good, a soft smile plays on his lips.

It’s not long before everyone completes their make up. Bright light shine on the stage, the set is similar to talk show, wally takes a seat in the middle while you sit in the right chair. Elliot decides to take a seat in the left.

Conversation flows pretty easily between the three of you. You’d talk about your latest projects with a bright enthusiasm, Fuse and Elliot would listen intently. After you discussed your future works, you insisted on hearing about the games.

Everything about the games had you on the edge of your seat! Mirage would watch you with stary—eyes. Your enthusiasm only encourages the pair to continue talking. The discussion between you guys eventually simmers down, it’s not long before Fuse suggests something new…

Now, he may be an old dog but he could sense when someone fancied someone. And in this case it was Elliot, poor bloke couldn’t even utter a straight sentence around you. It was charming in a way though, all he needed was a little bit of encouragement… and Fuse could definitely do that.

From the corner of your eye, you see Fuse beckoning over a few of the members from the tech crew. They were all grinning.. what on earth was he planning? ❛ Listen here pups, we’re gunna do somethin’ a lil different! Ever heard of an open mic? We’re doin’ that hit uh.. Valentine’s Day addition. So compliment each other! ❜

This would be easy— you already complimented Elliot all the time, how hard could it be?.. you’d spare a a glance to the trickster only to be met with a soft blush. Was he nervous?

It was definitely unexpected— but actually pretty cute…you couldn’t pass up this opportunity. ❛ Easy! It’ll come real naturally to me anyways. I do this with him all the time! ❜ God, you were gonna be the death of him.

The first few rounds are cute— very light, they still have him stuttering and blushing but it’s nothing too bad right? Well he was wrong! It was his turn to compliment you and how was he supposed to do this without sound like a huge dork? With a crush.

❛ Alright, alright! you’re good I’ll give you that. But I’ve got one more compliment! ❜ you’d urge him on nodding frantically a soft smile played on his lips. What was holding him back? ❛ Dang, your acting is amazing! I’m hoping to see it in person? ❜ he messed that up big time… ❛ Hah! Elliot are you finally asking me out? It’s a bit informal but I’ve been waiting forever… ❜

He definitely wasn’t expecting that… but he scored a date with you!! Fuse was grinning ear to ear, that heaven sent angel! A few chuckles go around the studio. He must’ve looked like schoolboy confessing to his crush for the first time. I mean, he sure felt like it.

After the shoot was over. You dragged Elliot out, apparently you already had a date plan in mind. Flowers, dinner, a nice private walk with just to the two of you.. no paparazzi… no noise. What else could he ask for ?

[luvfae]

LITTLE STAR

PART TEN

summary: elliot's been watching you for a while, but he never dared to approach you. you were a good girl at heart and he didn’t think you'd want anything to do with him. all of that changes one friday night at a party, when both of your worlds collide.

fandom: euphoria

parings: elliot x f reader

warnings: swearing, drug use, jules

little star masterlist

"You can try anything you want, except heroin. Heroin is off limits, it's bad," Elliot said, presenting your with a variety of pills. "Well, they're all bad but heroin is extra bad."

"You do heroin," you said, eyebrows raised.

"Yeah but I care about you," he said.

"So you don't care about yourself?" You asked.

"Not as much as I care about you babe," he said. You sighed, looking back down at the pills. "Xanax, oxy's, opiates, pick your poison," Elliot said.

You felt your heart beat quicken. Was this something you wanted to do? You thought about Friday and how great you felt while high on molly. "Uhh, that one," you said, pointing to a random pill and hoping for the best.

"Oxycodone," Elliot smiled, picking up the pill and crushing it for you. "You're gunna have an intense high," he said, motioning towards the white powder lined up neatly.

You glanced over at him for a moment before bending down, holding one side of your nose and snorting the powder with the other. Your threw your head back, eyes watering at the burning feeling.

-

An hour later you and Elliot were making out on his bed. Rue had sent Elliot a text, asking him if she could come over and so now you were waiting for Rue to arrive.

Which didn't take long. You heard Rue clearing her throat from the doorway and pulled away from Elliot, looking over at her, only to see Jules standing next to her.

"What is she doing here?" You asked, sitting up on the bed.

"Get over it, Y/N," Rue said, jumping onto the bed and hugging you. You rolled your eyes, if only Rue knew why you hated her. "Can't we just move on from whatever petty drama you two have," Rue smiled.

You scoffed. "Petty drama," you said, looking over at the blonde girl, who was awkwardly standing at the foot of Elliot's bed.

Rue pushed you onto your back, staring down at you. She was about to say something when her eyes went wide, noticing the white powder that lingered on your nose, and she looked over at Elliot, a hard glare on her face. But she couldn't say anything because Jules was in the room.

"Wipe your nose," Rue mumbled, looking over at Jules who was on her phone, clueless to what was happening. You sat up, wiping your nose, looking back over at her, pleading with your eyes. Rue nodded at you, your secret was safe.

"So, wanna play truth or dare?" Jules smiled. Everyone agreed and you moved over to Elliot, whispering a question in his ear and he nodded, giving you permission to ask what you were about to ask.

"Rue, truth or dare?" You smiled.

"Dare," she replied.

"I dare you to kiss me for ten seconds," you said, looking over at Jules, a smug look on your face. Jules pursed her lips, looking away from you.

Rue glanced over at her girlfriend. "Let's make her jealous," Rue whispered and you smiled. "Timer!" Rue called as you grabbed her cheeks, pulling her face towards you.

You closed your eyes, lips smacking against Rue's, teeth chattered, tongues touching. Elliot looked over at Jules as he counted down from ten. Jules was frowning at the sight, eyebrows furrowed, her eyes glaring at you.

"Five... four."

"Threetwoone!" Jules yelled, pulling Rue away from you. You looked up at the blonde girl with a smirk. "Wow," Jules fake laughed.

"If you guys are going to keep up with these lesbian power games, we should steal some liquor," Elliot said.

Next thing you knew you were sitting in the front seat of Elliot's car, heart racing fast as your boyfriend ran around to the drivers seat and Jules jumped in the back with a carton of beer. You watched as the store owner ran out with a baseball bat in hand and your eyes widened.

"Fucking drive Elliot!" You yelled.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Elliot said as the bat made contact with your window, glass shattering all over you. "Fuck, Y/N," Elliot said, eyes filled with concern, looking over at you. "Are you good?"

"I'm okay, just drive the car," you said, looking down at your glass covered lap. A few cuts on your arm but other than that, you were fine.

You looked out the window, the world flying by, by now you were feeling the effects of the oxy.

"You know, you can't drink on that shit. It's fuckin' dangerous," you heard Elliot mumble to Rue in the backseat.

"It fine," Rue said.

"Oh my God," Elliot whispered, looking over at you. You pursed your lips, looking back at Rue. Your phone buzzed and you looked down, Lexi was calling.

"Sorry," you muttered, answering the call. "Hey Lex," you said.

"Are you coming? You missed the cake, Maddy's been asking about you," Lexi said. Your eyes widened, realising you had missed Maddy’s birthday party. Rue and Jules began arguing from the back seat, you covered your ear, trying to drown them out.

"Shit, I forgot," you said. Lexi sighed on the other line. "Just tell her my mom found out I was drinking last night and I'm grounded for the weekend or some shit," you said, glancing over at Rue and Jules.

"Okay, Y/N... whatever you say," Lexi said.

"Thanks Lex, love you."

"You too," she said before ending the call.

"Drop me off please," Rue said.

"Why?" Jules asked.

"Because I can't fucking stand you," Rue said.

You hands flew to your mouth at Rue's words, eyes widening, looking away from her. Rue said a few more things before finally, Elliot pulled over. You watched as Rue opened her door and started getting out of the car.

"Rue!" You exclaimed. "Elliot, you can't leave her here, she's fucking intoxicated," you said, choosing your words carefully, trying not to sell your friend out to Jules.

Rue slammed the door and you unbuckled your seatbelt.

"Y/N," Elliot said, hand on your thigh. "You can't help someone who doesn't want help," he said. You looked over at him, tears in your eyes at the thought of something bad happening to Rue. Before you could even attempt at opening the door, he drove off, back to his house.

You stared at the road, tears slipping down your cheeks, praying that Rue would make it home okay. The anxiety you were feeling completely sobering you up.

You pulled up in his driveway, wiping your eyes as you opened the car door, the glass from your lap falling to the ground. Elliot took your hand, leading you to the front door and then up to his bedroom.

You sat down on his bed, his rough fingers gliding across your cheeks, wiping your tears. Elliot grabbed your arms, inspecting the small cuts you had from the glass, patches of dried blood stuck to your skin.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, kissing your forehead. "None of that should of happened. Let me clean you up," he offered. You nodded, hugging yourself.

"Can I take a shower?" Jules asked. You gritted your teeth, you had forgotten that Jules was still here.

"Yeah, just let me grab a cloth first," Elliot said, disappearing into the bathroom. Jules looked over at you and you looked back at her.

"You're not a very good person, Jules," you said. Elliot exited the bathroom before she could say anything. He walked over to you and you watched Jules as she closed the bathroom door.

Elliot grabbed your arms, gently scrubbing at the dried blood that littered your skin. You winced a few times and he apologised profusely. He felt terrible for everything that had happened tonight and he knew dropping Rue off was the wrong thing to do, but he did it anyway.

"There," Elliot said, throwing the wet cloth into the hallway. He sat next to you, wrapping an arm around him. You leaned into his side, closing your eyes as he rubbed circles into your shoulder. "You okay?" He asked.

"I think i'm gunna need another oxy," you said.

Elliot hummed. "Maybe we should just smoke some weed instead," he replied and you shrugged, anything to calm your nerves. Elliot stood up, rolling a joint for the two of you to share.

You laid down next to him on your stomach, stealing the joint from his lips and pressing it between your own, blowing smoke in his face with a soft smile. He grabbed your cheeks, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips when the bathroom door opened and Jules' footsteps walked towards the room.

"Can I borrow a shirt?" You heard her ask, glancing over your shoulder to see her, a towel wrapped around her body.

"No," you said, rolling over to look at her properly, passing the joint back to Elliot. "You should go home," you said.

"I don't wanna go home," Jules replied, hugging the towel around herself. "When did you become such a bitch?" Jules asked, glaring at you.

"When you tried to kiss my fucking boyfriend," you replied, standing up from the bed.

"Y/N, calm down," Elliot said, grabbing your hand. "Jules, you can borrow a shirt."

"Are you fucking serious?" You whispered, looking over at him.

"It's just a shirt," he replied. You smiled, nodding at him, walking over and shoving your shoes onto your feet. "What are you doing?" Elliot asked.

"It's just a shirt, right?" You said, grabbing your purse. "Just one of your shirts that Jules can parade around your bedroom in," you said, Elliot stood up as you left his bedroom, walking down the stairs.

"Y/N, where are you going?" Elliot asked.

"Home, so you and Jules can have some alone time," you said, pulling open his front door. Elliot grabbed your wrist.

"I'm sending her home," Elliot said. You glared at him, snatching away from his grip. "I'm coming clean to her first, telling her the truth about Rue," Elliot said, grabbing your wrist again.

"You're gunna sell Rue out?" You said. "And are you doing this from the kindness in your heart or because you want to fuck Jules?" You asked.

"Why would I want to fuck Jules?" He asked, screwing his face up, letting go of you. "Stop acting crazy." Elliot said, shaking his head. Your bottom lip wobbled, looking away from him. "Just come back inside, Y/N."

You looked down at your feet, pushing past him. "Come get me when she's gone," you said, walking into his living room and taking a seat on the couch. Elliot sighed, walking upstairs to come clean to Jules.

You sat in silence, tear stained cheeks, wondering if you had overreacted. You hated Jules after what she did and the mere thought of her even talking to him pissed you off. Elliot was your boyfriend, and you were falling for him. Or so you though.

Was it love or was it obsession? To be honest, you didn't give a fuck. All you knew was if you ever saw Jules touch Elliot again, you'd start digging her grave. No questions asked.

© luvfae 2022

[bokuroskitten]

During the Discord Call

Paring: Gamer Kenma x Fem! Reader

Genre: NSFW 18+

Warnings: mentions of a poly relationship (with kuroo), voyeurism, cock warming, pantie gag, spit, Dom/Sub dynamic, “Sir” title, praise, this is just filth for your enjoyment  

Word count: 2.2k

Summary: Kenma has been playing his games for far too long, but considering he’s in the middle of a match he makes do. 

You rolled over on the couch, a little groan leaving your lips as you slowly lifted yourself up onto an elbow. You didn’t even realize you had dozed off, let alone what time it was now as the sounds of guns shooting filled your senses.

You rubbed a palm over your eyes before looking to your side, seeing your legs were still sprawled over the lap of your boyfriend, Kenma. His arms rested over your legs as he kept his eyes glued to the screen, mumbling into his mic. You sighed a bit, not surprised by the fact that he was still gaming...

But a little disappointed. Considering Kuroo had been working nights the past couple days it had just been the two of you, and although gaming was a part of Kenma’s career, you were beginning to feel a bit needy.

“Babe.” You mumbled, shifting your legs a bit beneath Kenma. His eyes only glanced your way as he rose his arms, fingers still pressing away at the controller. “Yea baby?” He basically mumbled, before his lip curled into an annoyed frown— which you could only assume was because of the game.

You sighed softly, your foot slowly pressing along his abdomen. “You still playin...?” Kenma only nodded, speaking things about his game into the mic now like “go to the right and you’ll find the shooter.” Your pout grew in size as your patience wore thin. You pulled your legs from his lap completely and decided to change things up.

Kenma let out a little huff of air as your head was suddenly plopped in his lap, eyes wide and although a bit tired, wide and glossy. He didn’t pause the game though, rather he just lifted his mic, glanced between your pouting lips and the screen. “What is it baby?”

“Want attention.” You stated bluntly, fingers attempting to reach for his controller only for Kenma to raise his arms a bit, let out a soft tsk. “Lemme finish the game.” He spoke.

“You said that before I dozed offfffff~ “You were whining at this point and you didn’t care. It earned a little smirk on Kenma’s lips though, one that faded away quickly as he swore softly, button mashed a bit to get back in the lead. Your pout only continued to grow as you grabbed at his collar again, gave it a little tug. “Kooooz~”

Reluctantly Kenma paused his game, hearing the subtle complaints of his game mates before muting them as well. His brows were furrowed as he looked down at you, met your needy little gaze. “Don’t tug on me baby.” He stated as he placed his palm on your cheek, cupped it gently. You instantly melted into his palm, pressing your lips to his skin while keeping your gaze locked on him. “Don’t ignore me then... want attention...”

Kenma hummed softly, his grin coming back as you continued to place kisses along his palm, noticing the subtle way your thighs clenched together. His thumb traced over your bottom lip, and the way you slipped it between your petals to suck on it teasingly is what set Kenma over the edge. “Gotta finish the match kitten.”

You was already whining around his skin, but Kenma shushed you with the furrow of his brow, thumb pressing on your tongue. “Shush. ‘M not done. You have panties on?” Kenma was always one to get straight to the point, making a little flush come to your face as his free hand traveled to the bottom of the sweater you wore, the one that belonged to Kuroo. Although you nodded in response, he still tugged it up a bit, getting a peak of red underwear lines.

“Mm, take em off, sit in my lap.” He ordered as he sat up, slipping his thumb free from your lips and grabbing his controller once more. The little giggle you released as you basically bounced up, easily slid from your panties made Kenma chuckle softly.

Your giddiness made the tent in his shorts grow.

He mumbled an apology to his now unmuted game mates as you slide yourself into his lap, Kenma letting out a soft sigh from the heat that radiated from your slightly dampened core. Despite keeping his eyes on the screen, he managed to pull himself free from his shorts, the feeling of his length slapping against your rear and making you yelp. “K-Koz— “

You was cut off as he hushed you against your ear. “Quiet kitty. You wouldn’t want the boys to hear.” Kenma warned, placing a hand on your hip to aid you in sliding back. Biting down harshly on your lip you rose herself a bit, only to sit onto Kenma’s length and sheath him fully within your walls. Kenma could feel the way your core clenched about him greedily, the way your palms gripped desperately at his thighs as a little noise bubbled between your lips.

Once you were situated Kenma looped his arms around you again, hooking his chin over your shoulder and unpausing the game. “Where were we?” He spoke into the mic, eyes glancing to your flushed face as your eyes fluttered. Kenma could feel the way your walls desperately wanted him to move as they hugged his cock, but he had other plans in mind.

“You gunna just sit here and look pretty? Take what you want kitty.” Kenma urged into your ear, fingers pressing away at the controller and blush blooming darker on your face. You could literally hear his gaming mates through the headset, and yet here you were keeping your boyfriends cock warm.

With a little whine you began to grind ever so softly, hips swaying back and forth. The motion had Kenma’s lashes fluttering a bit, but he kept his composure, fingers pressing away at buttons and voice soft into the mic. You on the other hand let out a string of little whines, your fingers gripping tightly at Kenma’s sweatpants as your hips twitched.

“K-Kenma...~” You breathed, barley over a whisper. Kenma couldn’t keep the grin off his lips as he brushed his nose along the column of your throat, whispered against your skin. “Keep going kitty.” And that you did, beginning the soft bouncing and having your walls clench around his length perfectly.

“You good Kenma?” The faux blonde didn’t realize his groan was out loud. He played it off as clearing his throat, his voice still very much monotone. “All good.” He repeated, before suddenly bucking his hips up.

You gasped out loud, your eyes widening some as his thrust met your own, swallowing his cock to hit right on your sweet spot. You urged for that pleasure again, grinding your rear into his hips to feel more friction. “M-more, more sir— “

There it was. The title. Kenma smirked. “My girls here, I’ve been telling her to keep it down. Anyone got the left side?” You weren’t sure how Kenma could sound so calm, but as he slammed his hips up again, your mouth opened for a moan.

Only for Kenma to press your panties between your lips. Blush bloomed on your cheeks as you muffled a whimper into the fabric, his fingers pressing it firmly onto your tongue before his thumb ran over your bottom lip. “You’re so loud kitty.” He mumbled into your ear, his hips continuing to jump into your clenching pussy. “I wanna keep your pretty noises all to myself so be a good girl and keep your panties in there.” You nodded subtly, whining as his fingers slowly slide away from your face to grip the controller properly once more.

“M-mph~” Despite your rather stuffed mouth you still begged so pretty, hips begging for more as Kenma rolled into you again. Kenma had to bite his lip to hold in a groan, the feeling of your walls tightening up around him making his fingers twitch over the controller. “Kenma.” The faux blonde heard his name called out again and he smirked a bit, attending to his teammates needs all the while grinding his hips forward into your clenching core.

You had leaned your head into his shoulder at this point, fingers desperately clutching at his thighs as you met his grinds. Your eyes barely stayed opened as they fluttered, a gloss coming over them as the pleasure seemed to overwhelm you. As a bit of drool dribbled from the cotton that threaten to spill from your lips Kenma’s fingers were quick to easily press it back in, a little tsk leaving his lips. “Such a messy girl, bet the boys can hear these desperate little noises even with the panties.”

That had your cheeks darkening a bit, a whimper slipping past your lips so pretty Kenma let out a audible groan this time, right into the mic for all the players in the game to hear.

“Fuck it.” He finally stated, slapping down on the pause button so fast before the controller along with his headset where tossed to the side, not even bothering to mute himself and deep down hoping the boys would hear your beautiful cries. He was quick to take hold of your hips, having your back pressing into the couch cushions while he centred himself between your trembling thighs. He was embedded within you again with one quick thrust, letting out a moan as he watched tears finally spill from your eyes, felt your back arch to just the right spot that had his cock brushing your sweet spot.

“That’s my pretty kitty.” He cooed, pupils blowing out wide as he gripped your hips, continued to pump into your walls. You could barely keep your eyes open, fingers reaching up to grip onto Kenma’s shoulders like your life depended on it. One of his palms smoothed down from your hip to your thigh, squeezing along the flesh as he rolled his hips. “This is what you wanted huh? Wanted attention like this right (Y/N)?”

You attempted to nod, attempted to moan but the panties kept your babbles at you’re your nails pressing into the fabric of his shirt while your hips continued to meet his. Kenma’s impatience got the better of him as he finally pulled the dampened fabric from between your lips, tossing it aside and bringing his own lips close to yours instead.

“Ask me to cum baby. I know you wanna.” His words were nothing more than mumbles as he spoke against your swollen lips, his eyes glued to yours as fresh tears of pleasure swelled to the surface. You moaned out loud now, core tightening up around his cock as your orgasm reached closer and closer.

“N-needa cum Kozume, Needa cum sir please...~ please can I cum?” He loved the way you sounded so desperate, loved the way his game mates definitely stayed on call so they could hear the two of you. Biting onto his lower lip his fingers squeezed a bit tighter on your skin as his hips jutted faster, his own release swimming up fast at the way your walls squeezed him.

“Yea baby, cum on my cock, lemme hear you.” He egged you on, a bit of flush rising on his cheeks at sound of your rising cries, the way your back arched into his thrusting. Your eyes widened suddenly as the knot in your stomach finally snapped, a wave of white clouding your vision as pleasure vibrated through your form. Your fingers clutched desperately to his shoulders as you whined out.

“That’s it.” Kenma cooed, his thrusts picking up and having you whimpering as the aftershock of your orgasm made you hypersensitive. He was quick to follow, shooting strings within you with a pleasured groan. Finally his hips shallowed out, his breath coming out a bit ragged as he looked down at the mess between their thighs, the way your skin twitched and shimmered with a mixture of their arousal.

“Good job kitty... you did so good.” Kenma’s voice had lost a bit of its edge as he slowed, giving you a gentle smile when you fluttered your eyes back open, eased your fingers away from him to flop them on either side of your head. Kenma leaned into you, keeping his now soft length within your walls as he placed a gentle smooch under your eye.

“Was that enough attention?” He asked, earning a tired laugh from you as you carded your fingers through Kenma dampened locks. The two of you stayed tangled in each other embrace as you slowly came down from the high. “Mhm. I think so.”

“The boys definitely heard you.” There was his bluntness, a smirk coming to his face at the way he felt you tense up a bit beneath him. “I didn’t mute it so they could hear how cute you sound when you cry out for my coc— “

“Kozume!!” You squealed, face flushing as you pouted, gave his hair a playful little tug. He could only keep on grinning, lips pressing to your cheek bone.

“Don’t pretend like you don’t like it~”

[feelin-woozy]

Title: I'm Your Man

Word Count: 2,562

Pairing: Danny Johnson x GN reader

Warnings: Gunplay, referenced knife play, very toxic relationships, impact play, some violent imagery and threats of violence, under negotiated kinks. They making love but they're being freaks abt it,,,,, making love in a rly fucked up way.

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What you're doing is stupid, it’s dangerous, it’s audacious, it’s a million other adjectives that display your sheer stupidity, but most notably, it’s exhilarating. It makes your thighs quake, and your breath catch in your throat. Even when you have the upper hand, something about Danny never fails to deconstruct you to your more baser desires. And you know it’s not just you who feels this; as much as he loathes to admit it, you did something to him as well. It’s how you got him in this position in the first place.

Danny stares up at you, strands of blonde hair falling into his face and making his nose crinkle. There’s a murderous look swimming within his blue irises, like the moment you let your guard down, he will take matters into his own hands. To reaffirm that he is the one who holds power, not you, never you. To mold you back into that subservient little thing he’s worked too hard to force you into, but then there’s this spark within his eyes that overshadows the dark intent. It’s the look of how you feel, pure exhilaration.

His sharp cheeks are dusted with pale pink, jaw clenched till veins pop along his neck, and you can hear his teeth gnash together. In the dim lighting of the room, he looks dangerous, sharp edges highlighted by the way shadows dance over your face. It excites you all that much more, a true testament to how utterly fucked you were.

“I got a surprise for you,” You swivel your hips, leaning down to drag kisses along his jaw, the stubble catching along the soft skin of your lips. Despite the way his body tenses, his hips still involuntarily rock up into you, his cock throbbing. You lean back and smile at him before you pull off of him with a wet squelch. His cock bobs, the flushed skin shining with the remnants of lube.

Your legs wobble for a moment as you straighten yourself, the chilled floorboards creaking under your weight. You stumble over the clothing that litters the floor, your barefoot catching in the leg of tartan printed briefs. You kick it off to the side, clearing your path to the dresser across the room.

You feel his eyes on you as you walk away, and the air shifts around you. It becomes dense, and with each step you take, it feels as though you’re walking through jelly and over eggshells. You don’t let it deter you; you can’t. You were too far into this to back down. It would only reaffirm that you were nothing more than self-abasing, a toy that he could toss aside when he grew bored. You needed him to know you were more than that, that you were an integral part of his being. That throwing you away would be the same as throwing a few pieces of the jigsaw away, leaving him incomplete.

You rummage through the drawer of your shared dresser, careful not to crease the carefully folded dress shirts within. Spindly fingers wrap around the cool metal. Upon contact, you feel a sudden rush. Power swelling within your chest like an over filled balloon. It’s nearly suffocating as it scrapes along your ribcage, and you find it difficult to determine if you like the feeling. If you liked the side that Danny dragged out of you in the name of love.

Turning around, you look at him with as much of a neutral expression as you can muster. Trying not to convey fear or excitement to feed into his reaction. Your eyes carefully rove over his face.

Danny’s lips part slightly, and there’s something new within his eyes. Fear maybe? No, it was closer to indignation.

“Gunna kill me, baby?” He speaks with a sharp rasp, words dripping with equal parts venom and arousal. His brows knit together, a deep groove forming along his forehead as he stares at you with a narrowed gaze. You watch him try and get a read on you, trying to determine if this was how he’d meet his bitter end if he’d finally pushed just a little too hard and sent you tumbling down into madness like Alice down the rabbit hole. He settles his nerves, letting his words wash over you coldly. “I’m hurt you’d use a gun for it, after all we’ve been through together and you chose something so… Impersonal..”

You’re not sure what he’s trying to accomplish in saying this. Was he trying to goad you on? Send you into an uncontrolled frenzy that he could redirect to gain control? Was he trying to scare you? To make your hands tremble and quickly fumble with the zip ties that dug into the flesh of his wrists, constraining him to the wooden dining chair. Did he want you groveling at his feet and begging for forgiveness that he likely wouldn’t be kind enough to bestow? That one felt like a safe bet.

“No, I need you.” You let the words drip off your tongue like honey, lips twisting into a smirk as his hips buck up into nothing and his jaw goes slack. You walk back to him and situate yourself within his lap once more. Using the hand not wrapped around the grip of the gun, you position him carefully before sinking down onto him once more in a quick sudden motion.

The two of you moan, the sound melding together into something harmonious and beautiful. His arms flex against where they’re restrained, muscles rippling below pale skin. You know he must be going near crazy being unable to touch you, to have his way with you. To tear into you like a soft peach and have your juices messily dripping down his chin as he devours you.

“I love you,” You murmur, carefully dragging the barrel of the gun down along his jaw. His head tips back, letting you move the gun freely as a shaky exhale passes through his lips.

“Is it loaded?” Danny breathes, hips mindlessly rocking up into you in a steady rhythm. If it didn’t feel so good, you likely would have chastised him for doing so. After all, you were in charge. But you knew you were already toeing the line of what you could get away with; it was better to pick your battles than to face his wrath.

“Wanna find out?” You hook your index over the trigger as you drag the barrel carefully and nudge it against his lips. There’s a brief moment of hesitation before they part, and he slowly lets you force the pistol past. The two of you lock eyes for a moment, and you watch the way his tongue glides along the underside of the slide, taking the gun in till lips meet the trigger guard. “It is. Could blow your brains out right now if I wanted to.”

He moans at that, hips bucking up in a way that has you jolting, knocking the gun within his mouth and making him gag. A part of you expects anger to flood his face, for him to pull back and spit out the safeword, but if anything, it spurs him on more. Eyes closing as his cheeks hollow.

“You look so good like this, baby.” You whisper, raising yourself carefully before dropping once more and impaling yourself on his cock. You move at a leisurely pace, not entirely chasing your pleasure and more so fixated on the sight of him sucking on the barrel of the pistol like his life depended on it. And to some extent, it did; the looming threat, the implication that his brains could paint the wall behind you only served to turn the air heady with dangerous electricity. Danny didn’t seem to mind all that much at this moment, not with the way he bobs his head hastily, mindless bliss curling over his features and smoothing his brow.

You pull the gun out, making a note of how the color on his cheeks has deepened into a dark red. His pupils are blown till the blue no longer exists. His lips are slicked shiny with spit, and his chest rises and falls rapidly. “Gunna fuck me now? Done playin’ your little game?”

“Can I hit you?” A sliver of your usual timidness sneaks its way in, making your words falter enough that the glimpse of a predator can be seen in his eyes once more. He remains silent for a moment, letting your request roll around within his mind. You rock your hips, rolling yourself deeper on his cock and allowing an obscene little noise to tumble past your lips. “Please?”

“Fuck.” He grits his teeth, head tipping back as he soaks up the feeling of your walls clinging to his cock. After a moment, he looks at you once more, that dangerous look within his eyes that told you to tread lightly. “You’re getting too comfortable with this, babe.”

“You can carve me up real good next time,” You promise him, the words tumbling out almost desperately. His lips quirk slightly into a curve as you lean down, peppering the column of his throat in kisses and bites. You drag your nose along the curve of his neck affectionately, inhaling the scent of cigarettes, aftershave, and cologne and allowing it to wash over you like a blanket fresh from the dryer.

“Fine.” He lets out a sigh, trying his damndest to sound like this was more of a favor to you than it was exciting for him. You watch the way his face melts. An almost soft look crossing his features when your face lights up with the sudden excitement. “Be fuckin’ careful though.”

You let out a hum, moving from his neck to his face to capture his lips in a frantic kiss as you bounce eagerly on his cock. He meets your unbridled passion with his own, teeth sinking into your lower lip brutally till the taste of copper fills your mouth, and sticky warmth dribbles down the curve of your lip. You draw back, fingers curling around the grip of the gun in a firm grip.

Before he has any time to prepare himself, to think twice and go back on his word, you raise your arm before swiftly bringing it down with careful precision. A loud crack can be heard as the butt of the gun collides with the side of his face. His body thrashes, arms pulling uselessly against his restraints as his heels dig into the wood below. It makes the feelings of power wash over you once more in a torrential downpour, drowning you with the force of it and how it so thoroughly saturated your nerves and set fire to them.

The guttural moan that leaves his lips reverberates through his chest, and it catches you slightly off guard. You should have expected it, really; it wasn’t shocking that something like this was making Danny’s cock throb within you or having butterflies dancing within his stomach. You catch a dazed expression plastered over his face as his head lolls back on his shoulders. Unconsciously, you grip the gun again, finger curling over the trigger. As if waiting for him to lash out, to give you an excuse to fill his body with holes. Not that you could, the thought made your mouth taste of decay, and when he lifts his head and locks eyes with you, it only solidifies that you couldn’t do it.

There’s something beautiful about the way Danny looks with a busted visage. An angry medley of reds and purples has already begun to bloom over the right side of his face, the skin splitting and dripping with thick rivulets of red. It’s angelic, and you almost want to ruin this moment by asking to take a photo.

Your lips part, and a shaky exhale rattles through your diaphragm. You toss the gun aside, not bothering to flick the safety. All you do is pray it won’t discharge in a cruel stroke of misfortune. It bounces on the bed twice before settling without any issues.

One hand comes to cradle his face, fingertips pressing into the tender flesh as your lips meet his in a ravenous and all-consuming kiss. The way he winces under your touch momentarily before kissing you back makes your heartbeat a little faster, and you can’t stop the way you tighten around him like a vice.

“You’re fucking insane,” The words are panted out between kisses; they shake and fall so deliciously close to unhinged. “Like hurting me baby? Rile you up?” The comments are rambling, a true tell that he was just as delirious on pleasure as you were. You nod your head eagerly, the hand not on his face gripping into his shoulder as the two of you set a brutal tempo, the sound of your skin meeting echoing obscenely off the walls of the bedroom. “Should bring you with me one day, let you gut someone. Bet you’d look so fuckin’ sexy covered in someone’s blood.”

The proposition has you crying out, teetering so close to your release. It tears out a hysteric laugh from Danny, his hips faltering and becoming jerky and erratic.

One more thrust is all it takes for you to let a myriad of indiscernible noises, some sounding damn near inhuman as your orgasm, overtakes you. The force of it, the way your muscles tremble and you clench around him, drags him down just as violently. A cry of your name rips through the air, and you feel the way his cock throbs, painting your insides.

“You’re perfect.” Danny concludes with a wheeze as you slump forward. Your bones feel gelatinous, and you don’t want to move from where you were. Wanting to forever be suspended at this moment where you and Danny are so intimately connected. You feel the gentle dragging of his lips against the side of your head, the action so tender and only feeding into your desire to remain. “Need you to cut me free, baby.”

The way he speaks is commanding, and you know better than to ignore it for your own selfish means. Especially after something like this, you know you need to willingly hand the power back to him to soothe wounded egos and dark thoughts of losing control over you. So with a whine, you pull off of him. The wet noise that rings through the air as you pull, accompanied by the slow drip of sticky, viscous fluid down your thighs, makes your face scrunch up slightly.

Danny laughs fondly at you for it, watching you bumble around the room on shaky legs while you grab a pair of scissors before returning to cut free where each wrist was restrained to the back of the chair. You watch as he rolls his shoulders, trying to work out the stiffness that crept into the muscles and joints before he rubs at the red indentations that mar his wrists—another mark of imperfection that sends a strike of lighting through your nervous system.

You reach down, fingers carefully encircling his wrists as you drag the limb up to meet your lips. You press a gentle kiss into the angry red mark, smiling softly as you look at him. “Could never leave you, Danny.”

“Yeah. I know.”

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I’m on the team - pt 3

Pt 1 pt 2 pt 4

Summery: the first day of training camp!!

Tw!!! scratching (self harm scratching), panic attack

It’s strange, over the week the team has been super busy, practicing and studying. I helped Tsuki with Hinata and Kageyama trying to make sure they pass there exams, Iv gotten pretty close with the two, there both really fun, and watching them both struggle with classes and Tsuki scolding them is super funny. Sadly the two didn’t pass their exams and are both super upset. I remember when we were getting our test scores back i rushed to their classroom with Yams hoping to see them both super excited only to see Hinata come out pouting, and Kageyama with this super dejected look like he was super disappointed in himself for his grades. They were assured tho that they would be able to get to the training camp just a bit late!

We’re headed to the training camp, me Tsuki and yams are all sitting together, me and Tsuki on one side and yams on the seat across the isle. I’m starting to get nervous, not knowing how other teams are going to react to me being there! They don’t even know who I am, or my situation!

“Tsuki!! What if their angry! Maybe I shouldn’t have come- or-or maybe I shouldn’t have even joined, we don’t know how people are going to react!”

“It’s going to be ok (Y/N) im sure their all nice.” Yams said with this super supportive smile

“Yeah and if anyone bothers you I’ll take care of them.” Tsuki says knocking shoulders with me giving me a small smile.

“Yeah (Y/N) don’t worry! You’ve got all of us, we won’t let anything happen!” Suga says turning around, seemingly having heard me freaking out.

I sigh starting to scratch my hands a nervous habit of mine. After a minute or two Tsuki notices grabbing my hand giving me a disapproving look. He reaches down into the backpack he brought on the bus looking for something, pulling out a stress ball and hands it to me.

The rest of the bus ride me Tsuki and Yams ended up falling asleep, I guess I tired myself out with all of my stressing.

We got to Tokyo faster then I thought, the bus ride felt way to quick! But I guess that happens when you sleep, it’s like time travel.

Getting off the bus we were greeted by some guy with crazy strange rooster hair, I quickly moved to hide behind Tsuki still scared about meeting the other guys. Daichi went over to talk to rooster head while the rest of us got our bags off the bus Tanaka and Noya pushing me and Tsuki and Yams to “walk faster” and “get more excited”.

I overhear The guy Daichi is talking to saying “ your missing a few aren’t you? Wait who’s the new kid” I move closer to Tsuki hoping his tallness will hide me, “why does the new kid look so scared of me.” all I can think about is what if they’re transphobic, what if they don’t want me here, what’s going to happen when they find out. “I’ll tell you about him in a bit.” Daichi responds giving me a concerned look. Tsuki makes a comment about annoying volleyball guys while nudging me to try and get my attention, he and Yams start bickering a little bit and Noya and Tanaka are practically bouncing off the walls and it keeps me distracted.

We were pointed towards the room we’d be staying in putting our bags down and changing. I started getting more nervous, Iv never met these people before and they don’t know my situation. What if I walk on the court and someone yells at me, what if people start asking questions, what if one of them gets super angry and starts yelling at me, what if the team decides they actually side with them! What if-

“(Y/N)” it’s Tsuki and Suga, the two are standing in front of me, Suga is holding my hands and Tsuki has a hand on my back.

“Come on let’s sit down yeah,” the two move me to go sit on a windowsill I look over their shoulders and see all the guys looking at me, I don’t know why I feel so small now, I know them all, I know their not judging me, but I still feel like the piercing stare I’m getting from them is too much. I see Asahi start moving and coming to stand next to Suga on the opposite side from Tsuki.

“Hey (Y/N) I need you to breath for me ok,” he gives me a really concerned look I hadn’t even realized I was hyperventilating, taking one of my hands from Suga and putting it on his chest taking big deep breaths so that I can feel it. “In and out, in and out.” The two words being repeated like a mantra.

Once I’m breathing slightly better Tsuki starts asking questions

“are you lightheaded?”

“Kinda”

“did you eat this morning”

“no”

“why?”

“Didn’t have time.”

“Can someone go grab a granola bar or something?” I see some movement and I think it was Noya who left to go grab something for me to eat. “Are you nervous about training camp?”

“Yes” I say quietly hoping that only he can hear

“Is it because you haven’t played a real game yet.”

I shake my head, I haven’t even thought about that fact that I’m going to be playing a real game for the first time, the only people Iv played against is the team.

“Is it because your afraid people are going to be mean about your gender?”

“I- yes,”

I see everyone look around, I guess they hadn’t thought this was really that big of a deal, but for me, this isn’t something that happens normally, while they all had the door to this space opened to them, I had to hike up a mountain to just get to the door, and I’m just scared that once I get into the space that they all see as a right, is a privilege that most people like me don’t have, it isn’t a space I’m normally supposed to be in, and once you realize my situation everyone knows it.

Suga pulls on my hands making me face him. “ it’s gunna be ok (Y/N), if anyone says anything we’ll deal with it. You’ve got the team! We’re going to make sure your ok.” Suga says with a reassuring smile.

Noya quickly gets back in the room with a granola bar and a water bottle sliding in front of me to hand them both to me. “Thanks Noya” it’s a couple more minutes that I sit there catching my breath before I give everyone a nod letting them know I’m ok, everyone starts to disperse to Finnish getting ready.

Tsuki went over to his bag giving me an extra shirt he had, just like when I first stopped wearing my binder while playing. It’s a reassuring gesture. I get changed and everyone starts leaving before Tsuki grabs my hand, holding me back for a second.

“Your gunna be ok. I promise. And if you get scared or anything just let me or Suga or Daichi know and we’ll get you off the court ok?”

“Thanks Tsuki.”

Tsuki speeds up a little bit to get to yams and Daichi slows down a bit to get back to me.

“Hey I wanted to let you know before we get in there, there might be a cupule people who know your situation, mainly Kuroo the captain of Nekoma, he’s the guy from when we first show up. And I think Kenma their setter might. Him and Kuroo are close and he’s friends with hinata, and we’ll you know hinata. Other then that I’m not sure, they might have told some others but still I can’t tell you what the rest know.”

“Thanks Daichi, um did Kuroo seem chill about it when you told him?”

“Yeah, yeah definitely, I mean he was for sure surprised but, he ended up just saying ‘oh! That’s cool’ so I don’t think you have anything to worry about there.”

“Thanks Daichi.”

“Of course kid.”

We finally all get into the gym moving to get warmed up before our first game!

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Let’s just say we haven’t been winning much, Coach put me into Hinatas spot so Iv been playing a lot. Honestly Iv been so stressed about my gender that I didn’t have time to stress about the fact that Iv never been in a game before. Iv gotten a few good spikes in and have been blocking a bit, but I’m by no means super good! We’ve been doing lots of flying laps.

After one of our practice games with nekoma everyone was taking a break to drink some water when some guy with bleached long hair came over to me.

“Hey.” He said kind of quietly, he seemed pretty awkward like he doesn’t do this often.

“Hey?”

“Um I just wanna let you know- i mean I’m friends with hinata and he’s told me about your situation.”

“Ah I see”

“I just wanted to let you know I’m chill with it, all of us on Nekoma are, so you’ve got nothing to worry about with us.”

“Thanks. It’s uh really reassuring to hear that. I’m (Y/N)”

“Kenma.”

“It’s nice to meet you Kenma”

“So uh how long have you been playing, it’s just we did a practice game with you guys not to long again and you weren’t there.”

“Oh yeah umm I just started playing only a few weeks ago.”

“Wow really. Your pretty good for someone who’s never played before.”

“Ha thanks, but I really have my team to thank, they got me playing and have been pretty good teachers”

“I hope one of those teachers hasn’t been Hinata I’m pretty sure most of what he says to explain volleyball is sound-effects.”

“I know right! It’s like he doesn’t know words sometimes.”

“Yeah it’s really strange but you get used to it.”

“Haha I guess eventually I’ll learn to speak his strange language!”

“Yeah!” Kind of out of nowhere the guy from this morning Kuroo I think his name was wrapped an arm around Kenmas shoulders.

“Well well what do we have here! Is Kenma actually talking to someone!”

“Shut up Kuroo”

“Hi I’m Kuroo, (Y/N) right?”

“Yeah, yeah that’s me.”

“Well it’s nice to meet the newest player.” He sends me a wink, “come on Kenma our games about to start, it was nice to meet you (Y/N)!” The two walk off headed back to the court.

It’s a little bit later in the day that Hinata and Kageyama show up! Hinata taking my spot in the game, and honestly I’m grateful, this day has been exhausting.

An: hey guys! Thank you so much for reading! I hope you all liked this part!! I’m so excited to keel writing!! I take requests so if you have any please just message me!!!

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Mommy’s Day

Characters: Steve McGarrett X Reader, Lani (OFC)

Word Count: 1324

Warnings: Fluff, Tiny bit of angst but not really

A/n: I know for some people Mother’s Day is over but I still have a few hours left here. I wanted to write something really quick, this is what I came up with.

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You woke up to the sound of something dropping on the ground. You got up quickly, grabbing your gun and your phone from the top of your dresser and made your way down the stairs. You didn’t notice that Steve wasn’t in bed when you left. Before you got to the bottom of the stairs you dialed 911 but didn’t press call. You started hearing clanking noises coming from the kitchen. You slowly walk towards the kitchen, when you were about to round the corner, you heard Lani, your four-year old’s voice.

“Daddy, you gotta be quiet. You’re gunna wake mommy.” You could tell by the tone in her voice she was making her angry face.

“I’m sorry Lani. It slipped out of my hand.”

You let out a sigh of relief, as you leaned against the wall. You walked over to the closet and placed your gun in one of your many lock boxes. Then you walked to the kitchen and leaned against the doorframe. You could see a large mess on the island and the stove, you were just hoping that you didn’t have to clean it up.  After a few seconds Steve looked over and saw you.

“Hey! You’re supposed to be sleeping.” He walked over, wrapping his arms around your waist before pulling you in for a kiss.

“I was but loud noise woke me up.” You cocked one of your eyebrows at him.

“I TOL YOU DADDY!” Steve let one of his arms fall as he turned to see Lani walking over to the two of you.

You just smiled at her. As she made her way over her hands went to her hips.

“It was gunna be a surprise. Breakfast in bed, so go back to bed.” She pointed towards the stairs.

She was almost a carbon copy of you, attitude and all. You were so happy that she had gotten her father’s hazel eyes. You leaned down to look her in the eyes.

“Yes ma’am.” You even gave her a little solute.

You stood back up before turning around to walk back up the stairs. You made a quick stop at the closet to get your gun, so you could put it back upstairs.

“What are you doing?” He walked over to you, pointing to the pistol in your hand.

“Well, when you are woken up by loud noises and you tend to lean on the side of caution.”

“Daddy!” Lani was standing in the doorway watching the two of you. “It’s smoking!”

Steve quickly ran back to the kitchen. You just started laughing, putting your gun back and going to help your poor husband. You walked in to see what you think used to be eggs, burnt into black lumps that were stuck to the bottom of the pan. You let out a small chuckle, walking over and taking the pan from him and putting it into the sink to soak.

“How about this. Since we are all awake, I take my two favorite girls out to breakfast. Yeah?” He put his hands out to the sides to see if you and Lani agreed.

You looked over to her, she had her thinking face on. She pursed her lips to one side and then she moved to the other side while she tilted her head. It was the cutest thing.

“What do you say baby? Should we let daddy take us to breakfast?”

“Yes.” She smiled and ran up to you. You picked her up, she looked at you. “Happy mommy’s day.”

“Thank you baby.” You gave her a kiss on the cheek, but then you started blowing a raspberry on her cheek which caused her to laugh. “Okay go upstairs, I will be up there in a second.”

You set her down and she took off as fast as her short legs could carry her. Then you turned your attention to the task at hand: the kitchen. You started cleaning up the island but were suddenly stopped when a pair of hands came from behind you and landed over the top of yours.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“I’m just tidying up. You already know I won’t be able to leave if the kitchen looks like this.” You turned around to face him.

“I can take care of it. Go upstairs and get ready.”

“It will go faster with the two of us.”

“No, what’s going to happen is I’m going to get kicked out and you’re going to do it yourself.”

“If you already know that then why are we having this conversation?”

“Okay, you have three seconds to get out of here or else. One…”

“Or else what?”

“you’ll see. Two…”

“Three. What now McGarrett?” You just tilted your head at him.

“You asked for it.” He quickly threw you over his shoulder and started walking towards the stairs.

“Steve, put me down.” You couldn’t help but laugh.

“Nope.”

“Fine.”

He made it all the way to Lani’s room before setting you down. You went in to help your daughter get ready. Steve went to your shared room and quickly changed before coming back to block you from going down the stairs. Once you saw him you just went to your room and got dressed. When you came out, Steve and Lani were gone.

You walked down the stairs to see them waiting by the door for you. Steve had a bouquet of your favorite flowers and a box of your favorite candy in his hands. While Lani had a small box and a card in her hands.

“Look at the two of you.”

You walked over to them. You crouched down in front of Lani first, Steve just watched you and Lani have your moment. She handed the box and card to you. You opened the card it was a drawing of you, her and Steve.

“This is adorable, thank you.”

“Open the box mommy.” She points to the box in your hand.

“Okay.”  You open the box and see a heart necklace. It has “I love you Mommy” engraved on the front and Lani McGarrett on the back. “This is beautiful.”

You looked at Lani and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. You let go of her and stood up. You turned to Steve, putting the car and the box in one hand. you reached up with the other and placed it behind his neck pulling him down into a kiss.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome baby.” He kisses you again only to be interrupted by your daughter.

“EWW!” You both looked down to see her covering her eyes.

“What do you mean “eww”?” Steve set down the bouquet and picked up Lani.

“I don’t wike it.”

“Oh really?” You looked at Steve with a mischievous look. You both instantly kissed her on the cheek, causing her to laugh. She quickly recovered and gave you both a pouty face.

“I hungry. Can we go eat now?”

“Of course baby. Let’s go.”

The three of you went to breakfast. You had an amazing time. After you had breakfast, you really just wanted to come back home and have a chill day. That’s exactly what you did. You watched movies, played games, went swimming, made sandcastles. You even made Steve into a merman. It was his fault for laying down and falling asleep on the beach. After all of that, you guys came in showered, Lani had her bath. Then all cuddled in yours and Steve’s bed, while watching a movie. Lani was out after ten minutes. Steve was starting to do the sleep bob when you told him to just lay down and sleep. You turned the movie off and laid down yourself. Today was the perfect day. You were so happy to have both of them. You couldn’t have asked for a better way to spend your Mother’s Day than with the two loves of your life.

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