#'oh shit he's possessed' as a loved one plus 'OH SHIT HE ALMOST PULLED IT OFF' (also 'oh shit he's hot doing it')

[dirtyoldmanhole]

>> thinks about revelation's story again in bed

>> delightedly yelling!!!!!!

[callooopie]

Modern!Davos Blackwood headcannons (pt. evil)

— the bad —

Me and my husband, we’re sticking together — Me and My Husband // Mitski

We’ve explored the ‘good’ of modern! Davos. But now it’s time to explore the bad.

cw — toxic behavior within relationships. Possessive behavior.

Davos is a gamer. And does have gamer rage. But it’s not the type where he’ll cool off after the game or where he’ll laugh about it. These fuckers are throwing his ranked games—they deserve the death penalty and to get doxxed AT LEAST. A bad night on league, csgo, or valorant has a chance of making him violently angry. It’s like you need to leave the room for safety type shit. He has punched his monitor, and he does punch walls. He snaps out of that behavior when he gets with you. Or tries to at least. He doesn’t want you to see that but you do, once in a while. He just can’t stand it! Idiots—idiots with keyboards in front of their fucking blind faces. Goddamn—not to mention you- … just—just get out! He’s fine just—! GET THE FUCK OUT! Close the fucking door behind you Jesus Christ—.. can’t do the simplest shit…

Temperamental. Almost to a startling level. The smallest thing can set him off sometimes, but that’s only if he’s already in a bad mood to begin with. Someone looking at you a little too long? He’ll glare at them, maybe even take an intimidating step toward them. On the road and some fucker’s going too slow? He will lay on the horn and curse them out. Once he did get out of the car to “deal” with “this jackass”. Someone wanted to fight? He’ll stand on business too don’t worry (he did win, but a win that didn’t make you feel good watching it). Laying a gentle hand on him cools him down a little, but what really stops him is the look of disbelief and fear on your face. What? He was just showing that guy what was up—you honestly think he’d kill someone? It looked like he would, are you dumb? That wasn’t even a full fight—don’t be stupid..

Don’t look at his Twitch dashboard. He will still follow people who’re ‘problematic’ or are just straight up cringe. Yes, there are also essentially naked egirl streamers too. Oh what? He can’t follow them? Why? They make good content, plus he was following them before he was with you. He doesn’t even watch them anymore! Don’t tell him you’re policing his media consuming now too—wha? No no! He didn’t mean it like that—

If you fight, he will not let you leave. He wants to settle whatever it is right then and there, no cooling off or whatever. It does stem from a good place somewhat; he doesn’t want to prolong the argument, or revisit it ever. So he wants to just figure out the solution right there. Which means he’ll do anything to stop you from leaving. This behavior makes the argument and situation much worse. Grabbing your wrist, pulling you toward him. Blocking the door… what? You wanna go? You can’t just walk off like that! You’re just ignoring the problem! He’s not letting you—Get back here!

Davos’s apologies… are technically sincere. He’s more so scared of being left alone, without you. So he’ll say anything to make you stay with him. Sweetened words, kisses against your skin and face. Spamming texts, repeated phone calls. You know he didn’t mean it! He’s just got an impulsive tongue, he says things he doesn’t mean. You know this already.. he’s trying to be better! Better for you! Won’t you come back? Please? He’s sorry, really. No take backs. He’ll be better this time around..

He is loyal. Which is good, but also that means he’s clingy. You could be the toxic one of the relationship, but he would stay regardless because of his unwavering commitment and love to/for you (and fear of being alone). He stands on business with you, whether if it’s your fault or not. If someone’s gonna swing at you, he’s gonna be there to take the blow and swing right back. But his devotion can turn suffocating, smothering. He needs you to respond to his texts and calls, he needs you to check in with him throughout the day. He’s loyal to you.. but how does he know you’re loyal to him..? He just missed you! ..you texted him ten minutes ago?—so what?? You’re his! he should know what’s going on with you. Plus he’s bored, can’t you do something with him? …you don’t have time for him? What?! Why?! …are you with someone right now—

That leads to this. He will absolutely be in your business. Where’re you going? Who’re you texting? Hey who was that? A guy friend? Hmmm he looks suspicious.. the way he smiled at you… maybe you should drop that friend. Davos doesn’t like his intentions. Yes, there are always intentions—why can’t you just listen to him for once? God didn’t you see the way that guy looking at you? Davos would be the type to get into a fist fight because he deems someone’s glance toward you as making a move. That fucker’s been staring at you the entire time you’ve been here! He had to do something. What if that guy had bad intentions hm? God—you just aren’t aware of things are you? ..he didn’t mean it like that c’mon now—

Returning back to his gaming habits.. Davos will ignore you if he is gaming. If you’re not someone who plays the same as him? You’re getting ignored for at least five hours or more at night. But if you are a gamer and you both play together? He’s the guy who “kindly” criticizes your every move. Backhanded comments, mansplaining basic gameplay mechanics. Yeah… he’s that guy. Hm.. he guesses that was a nice move. He would’ve made a different play that wasted less resources however. It was good enough he supposes. Do you even know how this mechanic works? You do? Oh.. well you act like you don’t understand the basic macro of the game—

[angel-of-the-moons]

Please, I am begging you, a scrap more of Naga!Leto, a crumb, a TASTE.

(Please know I am just being dramatic, I know your requests are closed, I'm not actually asking or expecting anything, I just wanted to know I have naga!leto brainrot right now and I love you <3)

Hehehehhe I am so glad you liked it! So here's a couple lil headcanons about Naga!Leto!

Headcanons about Naga!Leto.

TW/CW: Fluffy stuff, Smut, NSFW Headcanons, Leto is a tad possessive but most nagas are, egg stuff!

MINORS DNI I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CONTENT YOU CONSUME

A/N: Lmao would you believe I am actually writing this shit at a church rn. I am so blasphemous. Forgive me sky daddy, I've been bad uwu

Divider by @/plum98

SFW:

Leto, as a naga, is very very into physical affection. Be it public or private. Your body as a human runs warmer than his does, so you can often find him holding your hand--or, if he catches you lounging in the sun--laying on you, his arms wrapped firmly around your waist as he begins to drift off for a blissful nap.

He will always make sure you're fed. Nagas don't typically eat much. They always will eat large meals once to three times a month. It isn't unheard of for them to skip meals for one or two months. But Leto knows humans aren't like that. So catch him sneaking you snacks, or bringing you dinner to enjoy privately in your bedchambers.

His bed is massive. If he were human, it could fit the two of you plus five other people at least. It has to be large, for him not only to share with you, but to make room for his long serpentine lower half to coil up.

Speaking of coils, Leto will sometimes sleep at the foot of the bed, his upper body straight up with his head tipped back against the soft cushions of his bed, his coils wrapped loosely on the floor. During days that are too hot for you, he will let you sleep in the mass of cool scales, his lower temperature being almost like an ice-pack for you--whilst your body heat is wonderful for him. A win-win.

Swimming. Deep beneath his palace, there is a deep reservoir of water. It is the only way they have survived all these centuries, tapping into the underground rivers and bathing in the mineral-rich water. Leto is an avid swimmer, moving like lightning when he is in the water.

If you are swimming with him, Leto will take the pace slower, letting you drift alongside him or hold on to him to let him pull you along like some sort of gorgeous missile.

Loves your laughter, any joyous sound coming from you is music to his ears.

The only thing that could rival your voice; is the voice of his children. The babies that came from the eggs you so dutifully carried within you.

When you "clutch" the eggs, as the Naga call it, Leto is by your side alone. Laying a clutch is something deeply personal, deeply intimate. Shared typically between mates, or even their older children if they are comfortable with it. He will rub your back, cradle you in his coils and catch every egg that comes from you, placing it carefully within the small creche he himself built for you.

Is insanely territorial around you and the eggs/babies. The moment he was positive the eggs were fertile, Leto hovered around you like flies around fruit. He didn't mean to hover, not at all, but it was simply his instincts telling him to be ready to defend his mate as you carried his future offspring.

When the eggs are snug perfectly in their little creche, kept safe and warm, Leto is constantly on the verge of lunging towards them if he senses anything's amiss.

Oh, Naga eggs squeak, when they're about to hatch by the way. The moment he heard them begin to shake and squeak in the dead of night, he awoke you excitedly and you both shared the quiet, loving moment of your firstborn together poking a tiny chubby hand or tail through the shell of their egg.

When the babies hatch? Oh, the man is over the moon. He adores them, as much as you. Immediately brings his older children to see their new siblings; coo'ing and letting them slither all over them as they investigate these new people and form their familial bonds.

Nagas tend to carry their children around with them in slings; warm and cosy so they can nap during important affairs in the event he believes you need a break.

If you have the babies, however, Leto will gladly come straight to the five of you, scooping all of you up in his arms to deliver kisses.

Loves your body; even in the aftermath of the babies. Will kiss every stretch mark and apply body oil to ease and dryness or cracks in your delicate skin; so much softer and delicate than his own.

(NSFW UNDER THE CUT)

NSFW:

Leto prefers to have sex with you cradled against him, safely propped in his coils for him to move you as he wishes.

Will not object if you wish to be on top, he loves watching you bounce and ride his cock as though it were the only thing keeping you alive.

Adores your breasts. Naga females usually tend not to have them; only those with a little but of human ancestry will have them as a result of a genetic throwback (yes, if a human carries Naga eggs some of their genetic material is absorbed by the soft squishy eggs while they develop and harden!); so he loves to hold them squish them, or just play with them in general.

And when you are carrying his eggs? Ohhh boy. The man is smitten for sure. The way your body changes, swells with new life... It's like a potent drug to him.

While you are carrying Naga eggs, your body produces the same hormones that you would as if it were a normal human pregnancy. Which means you produce milk. Baby nagas are about as developed as maybe a 7-month-old at best, and they have most of their teeth. So they are prepared already fresh out of the egg to eat solid food. But what does that leave you with, when you are producing milk for babies that don't need it?

Well, more for Leto, that's what. He adored your breasts before, but the man enjoys greatly when he can wrap his lips around your nipples, suckling every sweet drop he can, the arousal almost too much for him to bear as you moan and writhe as he relieves the built-up pressure in your breasts.

As a result of that... Well. It takes a while for your milk supply to go away. If at all, because of how often Leto will pin you somewhere private, rip your bodice down and drink his fill.

Sometimes, Leto will take you down to his private pool, and make love to you on the smooth stone shore, washing you off with the life-giving restorative waters afterwards, massaging your sore muscles.

Almost always prefers to finish inside of you. That primal instinct again demanding he fill you up as many times over as he can, whether you are carrying eggs or not.

Oral? He definitely prefers to give rather than receive. Nagas have fangs, female nagas tend to have the larger sets than the males do, so orale for them is almost always restricted to their very long, forked tongues.

The first time you went down on him, he thought he died and went to heaven. He never thought he would enjoy the blunt teeth in your mouth scraping his length as your fingers massaged the silky interior of his sheathe, teasing the tip of his ovipositor as you sucked him off.

After that, Leto will very awkwardly come to you if he has an urge. If you don't have time for a quickie, or if the children are asleep and you are trying to be intimate in a hurry, Leto will cradle you, pull your panties aside and hold you so you both can race to see who makes who cum first.

Loves to mark you. Be it with claws or teeth (dry bites of course), he will do so. Another instinct Naga have to let others know their mate belongs to them and to stay away. As if carrying his children and his family crest was not enough of a deterrent. He has to make sure, you know. Just a precaution...

Loves to feel your nails and blunt teeth dig into his skin as you try to do the same, relishes the bruises you leave on him and wears them proudly like badges, despite your embarrassment when your family comes to visit. Why is your face red? Why are you looking around and not making eye contact? Don't humans mark their mates, too?

[solargeist]

I may have just tried to find as much evoau and xelqua content as I could find. All very lovely, took me a few hours to get through. I wanted to ask, in your au what caused the moon to fall? I think in canon there isn't really an explanation so wanted to know if the watchers caused it when they found Grian or if it just fell because. (Your au is so cool!!! Thank you for all the lovely art and stories my brain has been fed wonderfully)

oh man oh man, thank u ! Glad ur enjoying it ^_^ 🫶

Uhmmmm that’s actually something I ask myself a bit !!!! I’m not exactly sure what’s the best way to go abt the moon, I think (adult, regular) Xelqua doing it would make the most sense…

He possesses Grian after taunting him through the void/Boatem hole for awhile, making him distressed and a little bit crazy. Xelqua breaks the server code, and then pulls the moon, perhaps ? That’d get the attention of the Watchers, such chaos. (Plus the imagery mimics Majora and Ocarina, I like that.)

Back when that Moon episode first went up, I remember a lot of non-hermitcraft fans watching it like wtf is happening in hermitcraft ?? I imagine the Watchers are like that Lol.

Usuallyyyy Xelqua would help a distressed Grian out, but it doesn’t take much for him to figure out this is the one that started everything. Xelqua can see his player code and see he’s a Watcher, and can figure out the rest by context clues, so he’s just gotta mess with him. He’s still a Watcher after all, that divine sense of justice… But he does also rationalize that he IS helping Grian, these players don’t even know what he is ! Mumbo and Pearl confront Xelqua the most I think, both knowing exactly what Watchers are.

This does lead to the Watchers finding out where Grian is, and I don’t know all the details but Xelqua does fight with them and the Hermits. Aether and Flora end up there as well, since Grian was their responsibility, it’s only fair they’re alerted and asked what they want to do with him. If it were only Flora, she would’ve taken his eyes, other Watchers agree, it’s a pretty common thing to do to Listeners, but Aether gets final calls with Grian and she’s not gonna do that 😭

Otherrr stuff…. They (hermits or watchers or both) get Xelqua expelled from Grian (I have no details here), and then he escapes through the Boatem hole, a few Watchers probably go after him but it’s rly not a good idea. I think Grian and Aether get to talk. The moon is still going to fall and destroy their server, they still have to leave, Grian still has to have some sort of consequences for what happened, and he’s still exiled. They talk for a long time, Grian drags it on, almost afraid to go back and explain himself to the Hermits, he can see it clearly in his head, they’ll want to exile him too, then he really won’t have anywhere to go-

The Hermits do not exile him, he was just panicking a little bit. He’s genuinely surprised when they include him in their server escape plan. The rest goes how it goes. Tho Grian has to explain himself to them later.

The Hermits are however also banned and exiled from Watcher domaines by extension.

Xelqua follows them to s9, staying undercover for awhile just watching, they really are interesting to him. He scares the shit out of Grian when he finally decides to show himself, but ! No possession this time ! Promise !

I don’t know if any of that is lame or disappointing or not, I haven’t seen s8 in a long time and it’s something I’d like to rewatch and check other POVs, so this is just what I imagine right now, it’s probably the most difficult part of the AU for me AUGH

[shujohajohaminnie]

Mine

Pairing: Yang Jeongin x fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count:2771

Summary: What happens when there's a serial killer in love with you who will kill anyone who’s near you. 

Afab!reader, Profanity, Dark Concepts, Talks of murder, Blood, Possessive behavior, Obsessive behavior, pet names, Raw Sex. Let me know if I miss anything. 

“Okay, so what do we know so far” “Whoever the killer is, is in love with y/n” “Oh my god, not this again” “WHAT IT’S TRUE” “Ji do you have any proof” “Well everyone who either slept with y/n, tired to get with y/n or has a thing-” “Had” “As I was saying… had a thing for y/n is now… dead” “That’s purely coincidental” “Is it?” “Yes, it is… and if that was the case why the hell is Chan in the hospital right now” “I mean, even I thought Chris was into you” “Well he isn’t” You rolled your eyes laying back down on the couch your phone in hand. “Okay so let's make a list of people in love with y/n” “Okay first one… that weird kid from her English class, that’s always following her around… what's his name” “Dae” Jisung sapped his fingers writing the name on the board in big bold font. “Who’s next” “ Add Johnny” “Sorry to break it hon… but that piece of shit you call a boyfriend does not love you” “Yes he does” “No… he doesn’t” “Hiah” Hyunjin yelled jumping in his seat from excitement, he loved to play detective. “Think you missed a chapter Jinnie… he’s already dead” “Really” “Mhmm knife to the face” “Gross”. “Can we stop” “What” “Doing this… we’re not the cops, Plus it’s just weirding me out” “She’s right we should drop it” “Jeongin” “Hmmm?” “Add Jeongin to the list” “Come on you can’t be serious” “Of course we’re not being serious, it’s Jeongin were talking about. He could barely kill a spider, but it’s just because he’s madly in love with you…so if I were you innie, I’d be careful” “Is that a threat, are you the killer Hannie” “Puh-lease… you wish I was obsessed with you” “Whatever, I’m gonna go” “What where” “To my room calm down mom. I have to start getting ready for the party”. “You aren’t serious right” “Yeah… why” “Maybe because there's a killer out there taregting us” “Well Ji… if we're going based on your theory, the killer is only going for people in love with me. So you guys are safe” You laughed before closing your bedroom door excited to attend the hottest party of the year. Was it the smartest idea? No, but you were dumb college kids, not every idea that you and your group of friends came up with was the brightest.

“I don’t think this is a good idea” Jisung looked down at the ground nervously  “Han everything will be fine, we’ve got a black belt with us and buff daddy Changbin for security” “We said the killer is in love with y/n right” “Yes” “No” “Well he, or she might be in the room with us right now” “Thank you Hyunjin for that inclusivity” Your newest friend rolled her eyes at Hyunjins subtle, not so subtle ‘look’ shot directly at her. “But I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I’m not the killer” “Mhmm… I’m not buying it” “If you’re so sure it’s me why don’t you tell the police so they can arrest me” “I’ve tried that, they said there's no evidence” “BECAUSE IT’S NOT ME” “Guys guys stop… Jinnie, I love you but it’s not Joon, don’t you remember she was attacked too” “It just seems perfectly planned that she was there when Chan almost got killed and she ended up with only a paper cut on her arm” “IT WASN’T A PAPER CUT, I ALMOST LOST MY ARM” “Yeah right. I’ve got my eyes on you new girl” “Jinnie just cause you're dressed up like Sherlock Holmes doesn’t mean you have the detective skills” “Pfttt speak for yourself” “Didn’t you guess the killer was someone who died three weeks ago” “Way to go detective” Joon laughed interlocking your hands and walking you out the door. You pulled down your ghost face mask and walked out of the building towards the blasting music coming from the on-campus frat house. 

The night was only getting more interesting as the students continued to drink. “Hey where's your little boyfriend” “With his friends” You nodded in the direction of your boyfriend with his two closest friends. “Doesn’t it bother you that he only hangs out with them two, I mean they’re kinda known for sleeping around” “No” Of course it bothered you that your boyfriend only hung out with the two prettiest sluttiest girls on campus. “Come on don’t lie to me” “Fine Lee it does bug me, but what am I supposed to do just tell them to back off” “Yes, that's exactly what you need to do” Felix interrupted Lee Know handing you and Han a cup. “What the hell is this” Han recoiled after smelling the mystery beverage. “Jungle Juice… it’s so good” “Absolutely not” he shook his head taking your cup and placing it down on the table along with his and Minho’s. “How many have you had” “Two” “Oh that's not bad” “Two red cups and two blue cups” “Well there goes our black belt” “Hey I have a reason” “And what’s that Yongbook” “Shit he’s mad mad” “The red cups are if you think we're going to win the game on Friday, the blue is if we're going to lose… so I’m staying neutral” “And you couldn’t just drink two” “Well I could’ve but then I wanted a third and I needed to balance it out… but I’m not the worst one guess how much Binnie’s had” “Five?” “Eight… he’s also staying neutral” He motioned over to Chagbin who was passed out on the couch. “Great not only have we lost our black belt but he lost our big boy Binnie” “Han it’s going to be fine, just chill out” “Chill out…. CHILL OUT, I CAN’T CHILL OUT WHEN I COULD DIE” “Then die knowing you had a good time instead of worrying. You wanna hit of this to calm down” “NO” He yelled snatching the blunt out of Lee Know’s hand, and tossing it who knows where. “That’s a hazard” “Guys… we need to be on high alert” You groaned resting your head on Lee Know’s shoulder while Jisung proceeded to lecture the three of you on your carelessness in the current situation.  “Ji Ji calm down we’ll be fine there are so many people around us I seriously doubt the killer whoever she is-” “IT’S NOT ME” “Is going to strike right now” Hyunjin smiled wrapping his arm around Jisung’s shoulder trying to calm down your anxious friend. “And how many did you have” “This is my first one” “Jin” “Fine it’s my sixth one… but it doesn’t hit til your 5th one I swear” “Well like I was saying we shouldn’t be drinking because we need to be paying attention just in case who ever it is, is here” “Who’s here” Jeongin joined the group with a water bottle in hand. “Good job I.N staying sober I like it” “Who’s here” Seungmin asked joining the group discussion in the kitchen. “The masked crusader” Lee Know laughed wiggling his fingers towards Jisung. “Isn’t that Batman?” “Well if Batman’s here there's nothing to worry about” “Guysssss” Han whined 

“Okay never have I ever tried to seduce a teacher for a higher grade” You clinked cups with Hyunjin while you took a sip of your drink with a smile. “Who?” “Professor Choi” “Is that why he’s dead” “Mhmm… you know what guys I have just come to realize that I’m going to end up single for life if there's a killer going after anyone and everyone that wants me” “Well that got depressing” “Shut up bitch” “GUYS GUYS” Han ran towards the couch where you all were sitting down. “I saw someone else here with a ghost face costume that could be the killer” “Ji calm down hon… that’s just Johnny we did couple costumes this year” “Yeah along with half of the other students here” “I have an idea” “WE SHOULD STICK TOGETHER” Changbin laughed in your lap nuzzling closer and closer to you while he drifted off to sleep yet again. “He’s gonna end up dead” Lee Know laughed looking at the subtle affection you were giving your best friend. I mean after all, all Chan had to do to end up on the killer's hit list was give you a ride home from a party, now here Binnie was cuddling you. “No, I was going to say we should split up-” “and look for clues.” “Yeah okay, shaggy” “Han you do know that's how people end up dead right” “Yeah man splitting up is a no for me” “You can count me out, I’m going to stay right here where I’m safe” “Don’t worry y/n I’ll stay here with you” “Aww true love… y/n when are you going to leave Johnny and date our little Innie” “In-ah being with me is going to get you killed” “No it won’t that’s a stupid theory” “It’s not stupid it’s real” “I still think we should look for clues” “I think we should let the cops handle it and live our fucking lives… it’s Halloween we should be having fun” “Having fun?” “Yes drinking, dancing, smoking, and having meaningless sex” “I don’t think you could have meaningless sex even if you wanted to Jinnie” “Yeah didn't you fall in love with your last sneaky link and were forced to end it�� “Okay fuck you” “No fuck you what the fuck” “Guys guys should we leave early or no?” “No” “Everyone in favor of leaving early says I” Silence of course. “Don’t worry Hannie we’re here” 

And you were, you and the boys stayed on that couch stuck at each other's hip for about an hour after that conversation. That was until you saw a familiar somebody walking towards you. You checked his shoes to make sure it was really him. “Hey” You smiled looking up at him. He extended his gloved hand out for you to take not saying a word. “What?” You asked taking his hand, he pulled you up signaling you to the restroom. You smiled walking away when a hand held you back. “Do you really want to have drunk sex with your shitty boyfriend in the Kappa restroom” “Yes now shut up and stick together before Jisung loses it again” “Y/n you can’t leave what if he gets you” “You said it yourself Ji, If the killer’s in love with me, he wouldn’t hurt me” 

But of course not even Jisung was sure about that. Jimmy pushed you up against the door sliding his hand up your thigh towards your heat. You sighed throwing your head back as you felt him take off his gloves. His long fingers beginning to draw circles on your clit. Wait long fingers? “J-Johnny… take off your mask I want to see you” No answer you reached your hand up in an attempt to take off the mask yourself, but he moved his head away from you. "Come on Johnny take off the mask I'm serious" "I'm not Johnny" You looked down at his left sleeve that held your waist against the door, you noted the way the material looked darker than the rest. You looked at your hip noticing the red trail staining your skin. "What the fuck... is that blood?". He pulled off his mask to reveal Jeongin with his sly smirk. “Jeongin what the fuck wheres Johhny” “In one of the bedrooms upstairs with his throat slit” “I told you to wait for me Jeongin I wanted to see his fucking face” “Baby but-” “No honey, I was going to lead him in here, you were going to hide behind the curtain and when I shut the door I was going stab him and then you were going to finish him off that was the plan” “I know I know baby, but if it makes you feel better I passed down your message” “It does… so how was it” “Just like you thought it was going to be …he cried and begged for his life” “Good, fucking asshole” You laughed throwing your head back as he continued with his previous movements. You moved the costume gown up unbucking his pants. You couldn’t wait anymore you needed him. You needed him ever since he was in your apartment when you were getting ready, but you couldn’t not with the boys there. It would blow your cover. You had a plan and you were going to stick to it. They were going to find Johnny, you were going to mourn and in your mourning Jeongin was going to ‘comfort’ you, giving you two the perfect excuse for getting together. 

You wrapped your leg around his waist leading him into your heat. “I told you not to go for Chan” You moaned feeling the all-familiar stretch. You didn’t feel bad for sleeping with Jeongin while being Johnny. You weren’t cheating on him in your head you were over since the moment he cheated on you with his ‘friends’. You wanted to dump him, but that's when Jeongin came to you with the wonderful idea to pay him back for the pain he had caused you, caused his pretty girl. “He was all over you” Jeongin groaned beginning to slide in and out of you “Plus I wasn’t going to kill him, it was just a warning” he grunted pulling down your dress straps to release your tits for its confinement. “He was just giving me a ride Jeongin, he wouldn’t have to if you had your license”. You moaned as you felt him begin to kiss down your jaw to your chest. Taking one of your sensitive nipples into his mouth. He rolled the other in between his fingers driving you absolutely insane. “You know why I don’t have it” he whispered pulling his hand away from your breast and dragging it down to your clit drawing figure eights on it once again. “Yeah because you’re so busy slicing anyone that gets close to me” You moaned grabbing his forearm as he increased his speed. Only your two could have a full-blown argument in the middle of having sex. But you were in love, a love so toxic, that you felt like you were being suffocated when around each other. But when you two were apart it felt like you were being torn apart limb by limb. It was a love that you both couldn’t let go. You felt yourself reach closer and closer analyzing the words he was saying to you. He would do something that was so illegal, just for you. You tightened around him feeling that oh-so-familiar feeling in your lower stomach. “Jeongin I’m I’m”  “I’m protecting you” He grunted thrusting into you once more before you felt him paint your walls in white. You cummed around his cock hearing those last words. You’ve never been with someone who loved you the way that he did. He sighed pulling away from the crook of your neck to look at you. “I love you”. He whispered stroking your cheek. He didn’t stop thrusting into you, fucking you through both of your orgasms. “I love you too” You moaned kissing his lips while you wrapped your arms around him. Now that you had him you weren’t going to let go. 

You took your previous spot on the couch going on your phone. “Oh, so we're not going to talk about it” “Talk about what” “How you just had sex with your boyfriend and how you’re just sitting here like he didn’t just fill you up” “Changbin” Felix cringed hearing your friends out loud thought. “We didn’t fuck, he just wanted to talk to me” “Is everything okay” Jisung looked at you worryingly. “Yeah we’re fine… just school stuff” You smiled wrapping your arms around him comforting, he shook his head backing away from you. “Nuh-uh, I don’t wanna die” “Don’t worry Hannie you’re not gonna die… I have a feeling we're done with all of this mystery killer crap”. You laughed watching as Jeongin joined the group again with a drink in hand, wearing his previous costume. It was all going according to plan. 

[sodrippy]

one of these days i need the full story of your dnd mishap

😭😭😭 please

the short story is our party had three people (2 players + DM) who thought we were playing a fun friendly magical campaign and two people who wanted to recreate a critical role campaign amongst themselves...i think if youre familiar w cr you might immediately see the issue there.

long story is people put WAY way too much personal shit into their characters and almost immediately started taking the actions of characters as genuine irl slights and like. two sessions in had already lost sight of the difference between the pc and the player.

oh shit this got really long im sorry i dont think you care This much but i havent thought about it in a while and it bewilders me every time-

SO i was playing a cunty rogue and had TOLD everyone 'hey she is probably gonna clash w the party at first, but she'll warm up to everyone really fast, so dont worry about that' like it was clearly in the spirit of building a realistic character who had her own hangups etc. which i assumed the others would understand bc they'd done the same. plus is it not boring and unreal asf if a bunch of strangers meet after a murder of someone close to them and all just get along immediately w no suspicions or secrecy? cmon man.

and yet. the two cr-people got really weird about my pirate character stealing (???) and sincerely pulled the dm aside to express their concerns about the 'level of violence being enacted' and asked that we all try to be aware of what class of people we did crimes against. like. they wanted me to stop stealing from the 99% and ask everyone if they were rich before i picked their pocket ig. ALL THE WHILE. ONE OF THE OFFENDING PCS WAS IN THE MAFIA?????? LIKE. DIRECTLY EMBEDDED IN THE MAFIA THAT RAN THE TOWN.

i suppose that pc was off the hook bc he did possess the elf cock that the other guy wanted so bad, so. love won. i guess.

anyway they ended up taking hours out of our sessions to just dialogue-rp about slowly falling in love in a complex way or something. except then the non-elf player was like 'actually, dm, can you give me a love interest npc i need to add more depth to my character.' or smth, to which our dm lovingly crafted a beautiful working class hero of a guy. which the pc proceeded to hard reject. what was the point of any of this? we may never know<3

need to be clear as well this was all happening over discord bc we all live in different timezones, my very close friend was up at 2AM for this bullshit every week. AND he didnt even KNOW these other people very well, but suddenly theyre finding fault w not just his character but him as a PERSON? i just rmrd they accused him of like.....negatively influencing me??? like. MORALLY???? brother we have been friends for 10 years you are nothing to us you dont know us like that lol.

but they did REALLY really hate my character, which eventually made me feel like shit all the time bc like. obviously im putting work into her, its a creative construction and to have it railed against that badly is not fun. so i said ok you know what, ill just make a new character, hopefully thatll keep the peace and we can salvage this.

so i pitch a new character and oh they LOVE her. they fucking love her concept. which was so.........the first character was a lot easier for me to play bc she was a little more like me, and this character was specifically the opposite....how am i meant to take that reaction, yknow

which also reminds me: the original pirate rogue i played was a tiefling (yeah yeah gay stereotype i know. im not subtle or original, whatever) and there was a complaint (made only half-jokingly, ykwim) that she was too white.

shes not even HUMAN what the fuck do you mean shes too WHITE. IM not white that should imbue any character i create w an inherent not-whiteness. but even still, again, she is half sea creature. shes not. human. to be assigned a race like that....hello??

anyway so these two cr-rp players eventually blocked me and my friend on tumblr without saying anything, and got confused when we found out and said 'yeah ok we dont wanna play dnd with some guy who has blocked us on other social media' as if WE were the weirdos. like they saw no problem w continuing this disastrous campaign as long as they got their mandatory monologue time.

the worst part is my dm made SUCH a stunning campaign and world and it was so so so fun outside of this mess, i still feel really bad they never got to realise the world fully. plus my character had a sickass backstory thing where she was like. slowly unlocking latent magic the longer she spent underwater bc her demon parent was abyssal and stuff. which is whatever but the sick part is she was developing SCALES and maybe GILLS. in like a nasty gorey way it was gonna be so cool. but noooo lets talk about strange morality and your lameass god for 1.5 hrs. at 11pm on a friday.

[soapyghostie]

With slasher related content, I think it's usually fair to assume that Reader is a little morally bankrupt to be with a bunch of (admittedly, very cool) serial killers. But! I rarely find media in this space that leans into an amoral Reader. With all that being said...

How about Drayton Sawyer (and any other muses of your choice, if you feel like it) with a Reader who happens to be the more possessive/protective/jealous of the two? I imagine, in Drayton's case, it'd only really come up during the chili cook-offs or the gas station, depending on the customer(s). -☎️

Sorry for not posting content for so long; I’ve been super busy with school and extracurricular activities. I’m glad I finally got some time to write so hope you enjoy!

Drayton Sawyer

You being amoral is a blessing and a curse to Drayton. He’ll never admit it, but it makes him feel appreciated and loved to know that someone cares enough about him to fight or even kill for him. However, at the same time, your personality can really irritate him. Seriously, you don’t need to be constantly watching him and being at his heels all the time. Like jeez! Back off! It does cause you two to have fights every once and awhile, but it always works itself out in the end. 

A main point where you tend to get overly jealous and possessive is when you are with Drayton at the gas station during the weekdays. You are always closely monitoring Drayton’s interactions with customers, especially attractive or friendly ones. You can never be too sure though. 

Drayton is not a big fan: he feels like he is a child being monitored by their mother. You can definitely see the annoyance on his face when you come up and aggressively wrap your arm around his when he is talking to someone. Also, your passive aggressiveness scares his customers off. How are the family supposed to put food on the table now? After the customer leaves, he’ll pull you aside and have a chit chat with you about your jealousy and possessiveness. However, you still don’t listen because it still happens day in and day out.

If you thought the gas station was bad, oh boy! You're in for more. Them annual chili cook-offs get you really railed up; Drayton knows this too and always tries to convince you to stay back with his brothers, but you don’t listen. Shocker. The result is that he ends up taking you to every single cook-off he goes to and it’s hell for him. 

You are always so adamant about guarding the secret recipe that you always end up screaming at anyone who asks about it. Like damn… calm down. You, also, always make sure that Drayton wins every single cook-off. If you wanna know what I mean by how you make sure Drayton wins is by sabotaging everyone else’s chili, especially the competitors that are almost as equally good of a cook as Drayton. 

Additionally, you’ve run into some people at cook-offs that have had a romantic interest in Drayton and let’s just say you’ve broken some noses… plus, you may or may not have gotten kicked out too… That night you and Drayton had a massive fight that kept his brothers up all night, listening to it. 

However your possessiveness and jealousy does make you a great hunter which Drayton appreciates. It’s impressive actually. It makes you very focused and determined on catching any victim that you set your eye on; 99% of the time you succeed too. At least you're able to make up for scaring away customers with your hunting skills. 

Despite all the chaos and trouble that you cause Drayton, he still appreciates your commitment to him and his family. Don’t ever think he doesn’t have your back because he does: he is just as protective as you are. He’ll never kill anyone, but he’s not afraid to beat the shit out of someone for you.  

[importantgalaxyrunaway]

Chapter 5 -possessed -

Colby x y/n

DISCLAIMER: this is my own AU it deviates from what actually happened at the sallie house

CONTENT: demonic possession, LOTS is swearing, fluff, angst

AUTHORS NOTE: omg this one is a doozy get ready but I really like it and worked very hard on it please as always let me know your thoughts and ideas in the comments but please be nice 😊 also it’s a little longer

I try to pull myself together and I dry my tears. “Thanks for being here” I say softly to Colby. He smiles and gives me a long tender kiss. We then break away. We go to the hallway where Seth and Sam are arguing about wether we should stay. The argument was getting a little heated

“But we can’t be sure” Seth said raising his voice

“but we stay here for the video and we can protect y/n” he yelled back

“I think we should stay in the house” I say stopping them all in their tracks

“what” Colby says protectively. “No we can’t risk it, you could get hurt!”

“I won’t get hurt I’ll be fine plus I want the video to go up”

“but-“ Seth interjected

“It’s final. Where staying I say putting and end to it.” We all got back to preparing for the Estes method but Colby’s hand caught my wrist.

“I’m not leaving your side y/n. I’m going to be by your side protecting you. He brushed my cheek and pulled back my hair. gave me a quick but tender and loving kiss.

“Come on we’re ready” Sam said as we walked into the bedroom. Sam was the one going into the Estes method so he was blindfolded and had the headphones on. We checked if he could hear us and he couldn’t. I sat on the bed next to Sam. Because Colby promised to stay with me, he sat next to me on the bed. He put his hand on my thigh to comfort me. He knew I was scared, even though I tried not to show it.

(Remember this is my own au. It’s different from the video, also If I don’t say who said it. Then it was the Estes method.

“is anyone here with us” Colby asked in a clear voice his hand still rubbing my thigh.

“Yes”

“you………. Think …………can …………,protect”

“Her”

“who do we think we can protect” Seth asked his voice also very clear

“Y/n”

“Are you what scratched y/n?” His voice was firm like he was holding in anger. His fist was clenched. He took hand that was on my thigh off and held my hand. I squeezed his hand.

“Yes”

“Why did you scratch her?” Seth asked

“special…..,………….she sees us…………..dangerous ”

“You can’t hurt her again!” Colby slightly yelled angry.” I started to feel nauseous and light headed. Almost like something else was trying to take control of my body. I was fighting the urge to give in to it. But it was hard. I had a pounding headache. I put me hand to my head.

“I can….do worse………I will”

“NO! YOU WONT” Colby yelled standing up no longer holding my hand. As soon as his hand left mine I felt the presence trying to control me grow stronger.

“calm down..” Seth said to Colby. The headache was getting so unbearably worse. but then it uttered two words that would change the course of the evening forever.

“watch. me.”

I then felt myself lose control and what ever was trying to take over my body finally won.

(Colby’s pov)

I felt a change of energy in the room and from the look of Seth he could feel it too. Y/n suddenly stood up.

“y/n what are you doing”

no answer. Seth tapped Sam on the shoulder and he took his headphones off.

“y/n you okay?” I looked closer and her eyes were fluttering weirdly. “Hello” I said shaking her slightly. When I I shook her I felt th at she was ice cold.

“holy shit” I say backing away

“wha-what’s going on what’s wrong with y/n” Sam said with growing concern

“her skin is ice cold. And she’s not responding”

then I saw something I didn’t believe. Y/n started floating. Just her feet hovering above the ground at first. But she was slowly rising through the air.

“HOLY FUCK MAN” I screamed

“OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK”

“ OH HOLY SHIT” Seth yelped

y/n rised to the top of the ceiling and all the furniture started shaking violently. Then when the reach the ceiling the went limp and began to fall. I ran and caught her unconscious body carrying her bridal style.

WE NEED TOGET OUT OF THE HOUSE NOW!” Sam yelled

we all got out of the house as fast as we could Seth went to his car. Sam got in the driver’s seat. I carefully put laid y/n down and her head was in my lap. Sam started driving away once we were in our seats safely. As I looked at y/n’s unconscious body I began to cry. How could I fail? I failed to protect her. She put herself before me and now look. Her skin was still cold but not as cold as before. I break down in tears holding her hand.

when we get to the hotel she is still unconscious. I told Sam that I was going to take her to my room and take care of her. I carried her bridal style into my room and laid her on the bed. I then tucked her in and laid next to her. Even though I was tired I knew I wasn’t going to sleep very well.

Thank you for reading this is not the end of this book

[m-jelly]

Chapter 12

Thank you @ladycheesington for the perfect banner

Vampire Levi x fem!reader

Victorian era like world, vampires, secrets, romance, falling in love, vampire lore, sexual tension, possessive Levi, mentions of pregnancy, protective Levi, stalker like behaviour, crying child, dad Levi.

In this chapter: It's the modern world, your business and Levi's is booming. Your son comes home to his loving family and you all have a loving family time together. A ghost from your past returns terrifying you, but causing your kids and husband to begin plotting to get rid of the ghost for good.

Part 13

The neon lights gleamed and reflected off the black car as it approached the club. All eyes were on it as it pulled up. The rain had finally stopped causing the floors to look like black rivers. There was anticipation in the air. Everyone was curious about who was the person behind the wheel of the expensive car. The long line of people waiting to get in was no longer pushing and begging the bouncer, but instead staring at the car.

Multiple gasps were heard when the door swung open. A smart shoe that seemed to have a dazzling shine to it stepped out. Another joined the foot and was shortly followed by a young man with raven hair, steel blue eyes and a charming smile. He was almost the spitting image of his handsome father who owned the club with his wife.

The man popped a blood candy in his mouth that his darling mother made and locked his cold gaze onto a family friend, Mike. He smirked and moved his way over to the very tall blonde vampire. “Oi, Mike? How’s it going?”

Mike looked up and grinned instantly. “Evan! Holy shit, you’re back. You were gone for what, two months?”

“Yeah, I went out of the city to do some work for Uncle Erwin.” He glanced at the line of people and heard the women squeal in delight at him looking over. Evan was like his father, naturally handsome and even more so as a vampire. Plus, he had the gentle and sweet personality of his mother. There was a small side of him like his crazy father, but he kept that hidden from his precious mother. “How’s momma?”

Mike waved to the bouncer and walked inside with Evan. “She’s good. She misses you, but your father is incredible at distracting her. Your three sisters are doing a good job too, but you know what your mother is like.”

Evan walked through the clean and lively club. “When one flower is not in the garden, it's empty.” He chuckled as he thought about his parents and three sisters. He adored how close everyone was and how it was filled with love. “I missed them.”

Mike put his arm around Evan. “Oh, I have some news for you. Your Uncle Erwin finally confessed his feelings.”

“Holy shit. He’s finally told Kat he loves her?”

“Yep.” He smiled. “She’s still the head of all the bar staff. Bar manager. She’s the best. Erwin wants to spoil her and make her a vampire, but she loves working for your mother and they are very close friends. She asked to be human for a bit longer.”

Evan smirked. “That’s funny. I can’t wait to see Uncle Erwin pouting a lot.”

“It is funny.” He walked into VIP and led Evan to the bar where Kat was working and Erwin was sitting playing with a drink. “Evening both. I have a handsome lad here who you might recognise.”

Erwin sat up and gazed at Evan. A bright smile spread over his lips. “Evan!” He hugged Evan tightly. “Good to see you. You get back now? I thought you were finishing tomorrow?”

Evan sat down and chuckled. “Yeah, well I missed my sisters and parents. So, I got work done faster and came back. It’s all good, right?”

Erwin nodded. “Fantastic, yeah. You got your incredible brain from your dad, your people skills from your mother and your creativity from her too.”

“I lucked out.” He looked around. “Where are momma and papa?”

Kat handed a drink over to Evan. “Your father took her upstairs to the office about twenty minutes ago.” She winked at him. “They’ll be back in five or ten minutes.”

Evan downed some of this drink. “Or an hour. Dad can’t help himself with Mum.”

“They have a charming romance.” He sat down and sighed. “I missed them and my sisters so bad.” He hummed. “Uncle Erwin? Please don’t send me away for a long time again.”

Erwin smiled. “Don’t worry, I won’t. I find it hard being away from Kat.” He reached over, took her hands and began kissing them. “My sexy kitten.”

Kat leaned over and kissed Erwin. “My handsome bear.” She gazed at Evan. “Any luck on the love front?”

Evan shook his head. “Not yet. I’m waiting on my soulmate.” He sighed and looked out at the club. “This place looks incredible.”

“Excuse me?” A girl moved closer to Evan and pushed her chest out. “Hi. Buy me a drink?”

Evan stared at her. “Let me guess, you saw the clothes I wore and guessed I was rich. So, you decided to pick on me to get you a drink because you knew I could afford it. You also picked me because you think you’ll pay me back with your company, right?”

She giggled. “Yeah. I mean, I’m hot sooo we’d have a great night.” She ran her hand up his arm. “You’re a vampire, right? That’s hot. You can feed on me as much as you like. I just want the most expensive drink and VIP access.”

Evan laughed. “I’m not going to do that. I’m not interested either. I am looking for my soulmate, not some payment fuck. Go find a loser vampire. I’m not fucking interested. I’m not some money bag or a bag of meat.”

She snarled at him. “Who the fuck do you think you are? I’m hot! You should be honoured.”

“Evan!” Levi jogged over with a big grin on his face.

The girl gasped. “Wait, you know Lord Ackerman?”

Evan stood up. “He’s my dad.” Evan hurried over and hugged Levi tightly. “Hey Dad, it’s good to see you.” He pulled back and frowned. “Where’s Mum?”

Levi blushed a little. “She’ll be with us in a bit. How come you’re back so early? We were planning a welcome home party for you.”

“I just missed you all so much.”

“I’m glad you’re home and I’m glad you didn’t get hurt.” Levi hugged him again and covered Evan’s face in kisses.

Evan laughed. “I stayed safe, Dad.”

You huffed as you fixed your dress. “Levi, you’re in so much trouble when we get home.”

Levi turned to face you with hearts in his eyes. “My darling love, before you say something naughty, our adorable son is back.”

You looked up and gasped when you saw Evan. “EVAN!” You ran over and hugged him tightly. “My little flower.”

Evan chuckled as he hugged you back. “Hey, Mum. I missed you.”

You cupped his face and looked up at him as tears filled your eyes. “I missed you too.” You covered his face with kisses. “My handsome man.”

He wiped your tears away. “Don’t cry, Mum.”

Levi’s eyes widened. “You’re crying?” He yanked you into his arms. “My darling.”

“Dad, she’s just happy.”

Levi hugged you tightly. “I know, but I don’t like her crying. She should be happy all the time.”

You sniffed. “I’m so glad you’re home, Evan. Two months was too long.”

Evan chuckled. “It was. I missed you both and my sisters.” He smiled at you. “Can we go home?”

“Yes, right Levi?”

Levi nodded. “Yes, let’s go home.”

Evan pulled out his car keys. “I’ll drive so you two can kiss in the back.”

Levi blushed as he followed Evan. “We’re not that bad.”

“You are, Dad.”

Levi whined. “Darling?”

You kissed Levi’s cheek. “There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be with me all the time. I always want to be with you.”

“You do?”

You giggled. “Of course I do! Why wouldn’t I? We’ve been together for over 100 years.”

Levi kissed and nipped your neck. “Every second has been blissful.” He opened the car door and let you in. He climbed in after you and snuggled up. “Can’t believe our son is driving us home.”

“Mm, it’s fun!” You leaned forward. “Evan, my little flower? You’re amazing.”

Evan smiled. “Thanks, Mum.” He glanced at the mirror. “How are Lilly and her boyfriend doing?”

You gasped. “Evan.”

He glanced in the mirror and saw how much Levi was pouting. “Oh, dear.”

Levi growled. “Fuck that guy!”

You played with Levi’s hair. “Your father doesn’t like him.”

Evan frowned. “Why?”

Levi huffed. “He’s immature! He’s like a toddler!”

You rubbed Levi’s back. “Sweetheart? Breathe.”

He turned and snuggled up to you. “I just don’t like it.”

“I know, but you have to let our daughter make her own life choices. We can’t protect her all the time.” You smiled. “But we can be clean up.”

Evan laughed as he pulled up at the big family home. “Mum, no murder.”

You got out of the car. “What about removing a limb?”

“Mum.”

Levi got out and closed the door. “I think removing a limb is good.”

“Dad.” Evan shook his head. “I know there is no use in talking to the two of you.” He looked ahead when he saw the doors open. He grinned when he saw Lilly, Daisy and Violet. “There are my wonderful sisters.” He jogged over to them. “Hi!”

Levi smiled as he held you. “Look at them. Our precious kids together.” He nipped your earlobe. “I want another baby.”

You rubbed Levi’s chest. “Honey, you know that vampires have low fertility.”

“You say that and yet we have set the record for the most children a purebred vampire has ever had. The Monroe family had it with two, but we have four. We could have more.”

You kissed his cheek a few times. “We’ll see what happens.”

Levi grabbed your bum. “I’m determined.”

You giggled. “I know.” You gasped in horror when Lilly came running over to you sobbing. “Lilly?” You caught her and hugged your stunningly beautiful daughter. “What’s wrong?”

Evan picked up his little six-year-old sister, Violet. “Mum? You might want to take it slow with this one.”

Daisy, who was in her 20s gave you a reassuring smile. “You’ve got this, Mum. Just make sure Dad doesn’t lose his shit.”

Levi stared at his three goddess-looking girls and then his godly son. “What’s going on?”

You cupped Lilly’s face. “You want to go to the clubhouse your daddy and I made for you kids?”

Lilly sniffed back her tears. “Mm. Yes.”

You held her against you and walked with her. “Come with me, my little flower, let’s talk somewhere you feel safe.”

Levi hurried ahead and went to the clubhouse by the lake. It was a lovely modern hut with double doors, big windows, a swing seat outside and inside it was full of comfy things. Soft bed floors, cushions, blankets and soft lighting made it perfect for everyone. He pushed the double doors open to let him the gentle night breeze before setting up a little area with food.

You sat Lilly down, wrapped her in a blanket and then cuddled her. “What’s happened?”

She lay on your lap and cuddled up to you. “Mummy.”

You played with her hair. “Talk to us.”

Levi held Lilly’s hand. “We’re here for you, lilypad. Did your boyfriend hurt you?”

Lilly shook her head. “I broke up with him.”

You leaned down and kissed her head. “I’m sorry.”

“He was an asshole. I know he wasn’t good for me, but I just wanted to have some fun with a guy who was a little exciting. He cheated on me.” She sobbed a little. “I brought in all the money. I cooked all his human meals. I cleaned up everything and he cheated! I was a maid, not a lover.”

“He doesn’t deserve you.” You brushed the hair from her face. “You are an incredible woman. You are sweet, kind, caring and smart. Fuck that man.”  

Levi kissed Lilly’s hand. “He’s a piece of shit. He doesn’t deserve you. You’re incredible. You’re wonderful. You will find your soulmate someday and I know it. You don’t need to rush this. You are worth waiting for.”

Lilly smiled. “Thanks, Dad. Thanks, Mum.” She rubbed her tears. “Don’t kill him, Dad.”

Levi huffed. “Fine.”

You sat Lilly up and held her tightly. “We love you.” You kissed her cheek. “Now, hug your Dad for a bit.”

Lilly frowned a little. “Mum?”

You grinned. “I’m gonna go out for a bit.”

“Mum!” She gasped. “Dad! Mum is going to kill my ex!”

Levi ruffled his hair. “I can’t stop her. You know what she’s like.”

Lilly dove at you and hugged you. “Mummy, don’t!”

You whined a bit. “You know what calling me mummy does to me.” You sighed. “All right I won’t kill him.”

“Mummy?”

You let out a long sigh. “I’ll behave. I promise. You know I can’t resist it when you lot call me mummy.” You smiled as she hugged Levi. “I think a family night is needed, don’t you?”

Lilly nodded. “Please.” She smiled a little. “Hello, other flowers.”

You looked at the door to see your two daughters and son. “My flowers!” You opened your arms. “Come for a cuddle!” You hummed a laugh as they dove into your arms. “I love you all.”

Daisy sighed. “So, are we killing him?”

You pouted. “Lilly won’t let us.”

“Boo.” She flopped on her side. “I had a place to bury him as well.”

You smiled at your goth-loving daughter. “Same.”

Daisy grinned. “A swamp?”

“You know it.”

“You’re the best, Mum.”

Violet climbed onto your lap and sighed. “Tired.”

You played with her soft hair. “Have a nap on me, okay?”

She hummed and clung to you. “Mummy.”

Evan smiled at Lilly. “He didn’t deserve you, you know? You’re so cool and he was a loser. You need to find someone who is fun and makes you laugh. Someone who is a nerd who will play video games with you. A person that feels like home to you.”

Lilly welled up as he smiled. “You’re right.”

Levi let out a long sigh. “Shall we move to the house? We can watch movies, have some snacks and have a bit of fun as a family.” He smiled at Violet sleeping against you. “Of course, it is nap time for Violet.”

Daisy giggled. “I miss being six. I used to sleep a lot.”

Levi hummed. “Six was a good age.”

You held Violet against you and stood up. “Let’s head home.”

Levi put his arm around Lilly and walked with her. “You can talk to us whenever you need to, okay?”

Lilly smiled sweetly. “Thank you, all of you. I feel like I can keep going thanks to you all.”

You adjusted Violet’s floppy body in your arms. “I’ll make blood hot chocolates.”

Levi sighed. “Darling, I hired people to do things like that for us.”

You whined. “But I like making it.”

Daisy jumped around the garden. “Mum’s version is the best.”

Evan jogged ahead. “She’s right, Dad.”

Levi released a long sigh. “I know but I want your mother to relax a little.”

Lilly leaned over and whispered. “I think Dad wants to snuggle with Mum.”

You blushed. “Levi? Do you want to snuggle?”

Levi nodded shyly. “I do.”

Daisy giggled. “I know how you make it, mum. Let me try.”

You gasped. “Yes.” Your eyes widened and slowly filled with tears. “I’m so proud.”

Lilly hummed a laugh. “You two really set the standard for romance and love.”

Evan smiled a bit. “You both really do.”

You welled up and started sobbing a bit. “I’m so happy and I can’t believe how much love there is around me.”

Evan took Violet from you. “I think Dad wants you.”

Levi tackled you into a hug. “Darling.”

You clung tightly to Levi. “My babies are so wonderful and you’re so perfect.”

Levi picked you up and carried you to the living room. “Come on, time to snuggle in front of the TV.” He carried you and sat down on the cushioned floor with you. “Are you okay, my love?”

You nuzzled the crook of Levi’s neck. “I’m just a bit emotional, that’s all.”

Levi gasped. “Baby?”

You sighed. “No, no. I’m just emotional, that’s all. You know I go through phases and weak phases too.”

Levi looked at the scars on your arm from the sun pit. He lightly touched it and kissed your temple. “I know, my love, but I always see you as my strong and sexy wife.” He sighed. “You going through a sick phase?”

You hummed a moment as you thought. “Yeah. I feel a bit weak, I’m always tired and I just…mmm.”

“Headache?”

You sniffed a little. “I don’t want the kids to know. They worry too much when I get sick. Evan panics the most.”

Levi sighed. “He does. Bless him.” He gazed at you. “You’ve been in the sun too much, haven’t you?”

You hid your face against Levi. “Mm.”

“I’m not mad, don’t worry.” He chuckled. “It’s okay. Plus, I’m a bit to blame. I’ve been playing with you a lot.”

You giggled. “It’s been wonderful. You know I can’t get enough of you either.”

Levi rocked you. “How about a holiday? We can go as a family.”

Evan sat down and spoke after his sisters joined him. “I’ve put Violet to bed.” He sighed. “I think you two should go on holiday without us lot.”

You gasped and shook your head. “We can’t. Violet is only six and you three need me.”

Evan smiled. “I’m happy to babysit.”

Lilly squealed. “Yes! Me too!”

Daisy clapped her hands. “It’ll be so much fun!”

You whined a little. “Really? Are you all sure?”

Lilly nodded. “We’ve got this, Mum. You need the rest. You’ve been working your ass off with your business and looking after us. Plus, we know you’re sick.”

Daisy hummed in agreement. “We know the signs. You’re having a flare-up of what that bitch did to you.” She huffed. “I’m mad Dad killed her because I want to break her and kill her.”

Levi held you close. “You’re not killing anyone. You lot need to keep your hands clean, got it?”

All your kids spoke together. “Yes, Dad.”

“Good!” Levi smiled at you. “Drink some blood hot chocolate, okay?”

You nodded and took a cup from Daisy. “Thank you.” You sipped it and welled up. “It’s perfect. I love you all so damn much.”

Evan chuckled. “Mum has her happy tears again. A group hug is needed.”

You smiled brightly. “I’m so happy.”

Violet stomped her boots down on the snow and giggled as she did. “Look, Mummy! It’s snow!”

You giggled. “It is.”

She ran a little ahead and stopped a moment. “Mummy?”

“Yes?”

She turned to you and smiled. “I love you.”

You walked over to her and cupped her face. “I love you so much.” You kissed her forehead. “You wanna go see the ducks?”

She nodded. “Please.” She bounced up and down as she walked with you. “Where’s Evan?”

“Your big brother is out with Daddy, Daisy and Lilly.” You squeezed her hand. “They have business to do. We are having a play day.”

Violet gasped when she watched the ducks. “Quack, quack!”

You played with her hair a little. “They’re cute, right?”

She nodded. “Yes.” She hummed a bit and looked around. A little gasp escaped her when she saw someone who scared her. She turned and clung to you. “Mummy, I don’t like him.”

You crouched down as she cried. “Don’t like who?”

She started crying. “The scary man!”

You scooped up Violet and looked around. “Scary man?” You looked around the park and felt your stomach drop when you saw someone who you hadn’t seen in years. His hair was a bit shorter now with the right side cut a bit so it reached his chin. There were a few layers in his hair now adding volume. He had the rest of it gathered together and over his left shoulder. “Damian.”

Damian walked closer to you as he softly said your name. “You are so beautiful. The modern world looks good on you.” He hummed a laugh. “Look at her. Your daughter is so cute. She’s your fourth, right?”

You squeezed Violet as she cried. “Y-Yes.” You gulped hard. “We have somewhere to be.”

He blocked your path. “Aren’t you glad to see me?” He walked closer to you causing you to back up. “We can finally be the family we dreamt of.”

Violet sobbed. “Mummyyyy.”

A flash of the past came to mind at Violet’s sobs. The old room, Evan screaming for you and Damian ripping your neck with his fangs. Panic set in as you were consumed by bad memories of the past. You shook a little and looked at Damian to see the madness in his eyes turning to concern. You turned and ran as fast as you could and prayed your blood bond with Levi worked.

You gasped as your lungs tightened up. “Levi!” You ran towards the park entrance. “Levi!”

Levi appeared before you with your son and two daughters. He shouted your name. “What’s wrong?” He saw you were having a panic attack. “Evan! Take Violet.”

Evan took Violet from you. “I’ve got her, Mum.”

Levi caught you in his arms. “It’s okay. I’ve got you. You can pass out now. You’re safe and Violet is too.”

You panted. “Thank…you…”

He held you close as you passed out. “Let’s get home, now!” He ran fast with his kids following. Levi was thankful that vampires could move so fast. He hurried you to the bedroom and lay you down. “Poor love.”

Violet sniffed. “Mummy?”

Evan sat with Violet on his lap. “Mummy is sleeping right now, okay?”

“Okay.”

Daisy knelt in front of Violet. “What happened?”

“Mm…there was a bad man.”

Lilly frowned. “Bad man? What did he look like?”

Violet pointed at Levi. “He had black hair like daddy, but long!”

Levi looked over at Violet. “What colour were his eyes?”

“Red.”

“Shit.” He winced. “Sorry, I shouldn’t swear.” He let out a long sigh. “I thought he’d given up. It’s been so long.”

Evan hugged Violet. “It’s Damian, isn’t it?”

Levi nodded. “No doubt about it.” He kissed your forehead. “Go play for a bit, okay? Your mother will be very emotional when she wakes up and panics. I know she doesn’t want you all to see her like that. Damian and his sister hurt her a lot.”

Lilly welled up. “Poor Mum.”

Daisy stood up. “We’ll surprise her with gifts!”

Evan smiled. “I think that’s a great idea! We’ll be back later, Dad.”

Levi welled up a little. “Thank you, so much. I love all of you.” He waited for them to leave before lying on his side and crying a little. “I’m sorry, my darling. I’m so sorry. I should have taken care of them a long time ago.”

You opened your eyes and smiled sweetly at Levi. “Hey, honey. Please don’t cry and blame yourself. You’re a wonderful man.”

Levi wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly. “I should have been there.”

“You can’t protect me all the time. What matters is you came.” You pulled at his shirt. “You know I love it when you cum.”

Levi blushed. “Tch, you dirty little minx.”

You giggled when he nibbled your neck. “I am.”

He caressed your cheek. “I’ll stop him, I promise.”

“I know you will. Be careful, okay?”

He kissed you and sighed. “I swear.”

You nibbled your lip a little. “I’m sorry I passed out.”

“You had a panic attack. It’s understandable.” He sighed. “Violet probably shouted for you and it reminded you of Evan as a baby.”

You nodded as tears ran down your cheeks. “Yes.”

“It’ll never happen again, I’ll make sure of it.”

You snuggled up to him. “We should hold off on that holiday. I don’t want to be away from my flowers with him around.”

Levi massaged his fingers in your hair. “I understand, but you need a break.”

“I’ll get my break when he’s gone.”

Levi kissed you and hummed in happiness. “I love you.”

“I love you always.”

He got up and pulled you against him. “Come on, my darling. The kids have a surprise for you.”

You stumbled along. “What?”

He chuckled and led you to the living room to see they were just finishing off decorations and there was vampire food and drink everywhere. “See?”

You welled up. “Oh, this is perfect. Thank you, all of you.” You cried when all tackled you into a hug. “I love you all so much.”

Violet held your hand. “Come, Mummy!”

Levi looked at his three kids staying by him. “You asked Violet to distract Mummy, right? What are you planning?”

Daisy smiled. “We want to help you stop him. We couldn’t help her before, but we’re strong pure-bred vampire adults now. Let us help.”

Evan gripped Levi’s upper arm. “Please.”

Lilly gave Levi her pleading eyes. “Come on, Dad.”

Levi let out a long sigh. “Fine, but your mother cannot know about this. Now, let’s have some fun and make your mother smile.”

[fandomfluffandfuck]

PLS more Chris Evans choking 😭😩😍

related to this

I've included some light choking some of the AO3 evanstan fics I've written and I briefly talked about choking in this Tumblr ask

But 👀

I've never truly focused on it.

And I have some thoughts bouncing around in my brain involving choking and evanstan that I can quickly get out here:

I fucking love the idea of choking over a collar. In general as well as for evanstan specifically.

Like, it's so 🤌🏻good🤌🏻

There already is a visible, tangible claim on Sebastian. There is already a physical show that he's submitting to Chris, his dom, and yet it's not enough. Chris has to have more. Sebastian wants more. And so--as if possessed with animal urges that he just can't shake--Chris has to wrap his hand around Seb's throat too.

He has to feel Sebastian's wildly thundering pulse under his hand, he has to feel the collar he bought Sebastian under his hand, both proof of how much Sebastian fucking loves this. Further, Chris has to feel how Sebastian tries and fails to swallow back his desperate moan. He has to feel and he has to know how much Sebastian fucking trusts him. And he can see and feel it with how he lets Chris take his life into his hands like this--choking him and batting those watering, hazy, pretty eyes at him. Trusting. Tuned in only to Chris.

On the topic of collars, I'm even more normal (not) about collars and leashes.

Like--

Chris and Sebastian are in the living room after a day of playing, Seb being a good little sub and doing whatever his dom orders from completing chores to lying over Chris' thighs as he sits--working--keeping his lap warm. Sebastian has been naked all day other than his collar and a little pair of boxer briefs.

Chris commands Sebastian to get on all fours and pushes the coffee table out of the way. He's had enough of waiting. He knows Seb is shivering inside, begging for it silently. Chris kneels behind his sweet sub--his pet. Then, Chris clips a leash to Seb's collar and then wraps the end of the leash around his fist, and tugs.

Sebastian's eager moan is sliced in half. Plus, his head comes back with the jerk of the least, eyes falling shut while his mouth falls open.

Oh.

Chris holds the leash taut for juuust long enough for Seb to start to feel the edge of haze that comes with oxygen deprivation. Then, Chris let's go. And he slips his fingers under the leather of Seb's collar, pressing his chest to Sebastian's back to do it. Sebastian could melt through the floor. The feeling of his fingers against his speeding pulse... it makes him even dizzier than he'd be otherwise.

It's just made worse when Chris rips open his jeans to fuck Sebastian now because holy shit he needs him.

Sebastian ends up face-first in the carpet with his ass in the air. He will cum entirely untouched as Chris pounds his prostate, his hips slapping Seb's ass, and pulls on the leash at just the right time. The oxygen deprivation makes his orgasm just that much more intense. Fuck.

(Uhh, Where was I? 😵‍💫)

Also, as much as Chris loves how vocal Seb is, moaning and whining and gasping as a result of how good he feels, unable to keep it inside, there's something to be said about the wrecked, breathy, barely-there sounds that fall almost silently from Sebastian's mouth when he can't properly breath... his face still goes slack and his eyes roll back in pleasure like normal but... no sound. No sound because Chris isn't letting him make any. His hand--his hands around his pale, elegant throat.

Shit, don't even get Chris started on how fucking obscene Seb looks with one of Chris' hands collared around his throat and his other hand fucking two or three fingers in between those candy-red lips, wet and swollen. Petting his tongue. Giving him something to suck on--giving him something to keep his mouth full. Plunging as deep as they can go into his throat, feeling him struggle and choke around it.

Just thinking about the memory of the last time they did that...

It makes Chris' mouth go dry and his dick twitch in his pants. He's so fucking attracted to that experience, that idea, that memory, that it's fucking stupid.

Forget choking Sebastian with his big hands or his thick fingers... what about Chris choking Sebastian with his cock?

Chris gets Sebastian on the bed, so he's resting his back, then arranges Seb with his head off the edge of the mattress. Once he's there...

Chris feeds his cock into Seb's mouth, listening to the breathy, hungry sound that Seb can't help but make immediately, now that he knows what's happening. Seb's hands grab at Chris, or, they would grab if Chris has left his hands free 😏 if he tied them up (either in handcuffs at his waist or each wrist cuffed and then attached to his collar, the o-rings at the sides). Seb grabs him, wanting to pull him in closer and get his cock deeper as fast as possible. He wants to choke on it. He wants to feel it.

Chris can't handle it.

He's so hard.

He's so proud of his fucking sub--he's so fucking erotic like this, gagging for his cock, literally. Wanting to choke on his cock to the point that it bulges his throat and Chris would be able to feel the shape of his cock fucking in and out of Seb's throat if he rested his hand there 🥴 how'd he get so lucky with such a fucking slut [affectionate]?!

P.S. choking or any kind of breath play is Incredibly Dangerous. Do your fucking research before you even think about attempting it and have safe actions as well as safe words if you participate. Also, never never never do breath play by yourself.

[i-write-boop-spoops]

Guzma as an expecting father! headcanons

ignore the fact I'm a day late for father's day, it's dilf! guzma time!

features: pregnancy and discussion of symptoms, a smidge of angst, and some mild references to sex

Enjoy!

Oh shit.

Well, this wasn’t part of the plan

It’s not necessarily unexpected though

Admittedly, you two had been rather lax when it came to protection

And as much as he talked up his pull-out game, Guzma found it very hard to put his money where his mouth is when he’s about to bust a fat nut

So here you are

His baby

His fucking cinnamon applin

Almost in tears as you tell him that you’re pregnant

From all the shock, he doesn’t know what to say

He doesn’t know what to feel either

His mind is a swirl of emotions

It takes him a moment (or several minutes) to fully comprehend the situation

Not great, since you’re freaking the fuck out waiting for his response

Eventually, he just gives you a big, reassuring hug and tells you that he’s here for you, and your baby too.

In reality, Guzma likes the idea of having a family with you

And you’re his boo, he’d do anything to support you, no matter what

He really really wants to be a good dad

A provider for your burgeoning family

The kind of man you deserve

So first things first – well after he takes you both out for malasadas to calm yourselves down and celebrate - he’s gotta get a job

He’ll take anything

Fast-food chef, janitorial duties, cashier, Pyukumuku thrower…

Hopefully some professional battling to get some legit earnings

Next thing, you two are moving OUT of the Shady House

And by extension Po Town

That place is not suitable for babies

You don’t stray too far though

Getting yourselves a cramped (but thankfully two-bed) apartment in Malie City

Lowkey

And by that, I mean HIGHKEY

Guzma thinks you’re hot af pregnant

Man is like 100 times more handsy

Which is wild considering how handsy he already was

But his touches are a lot gentlerand loving

Though still quite protective and possessive

My man may or may not have shed a tear when he felt that first kick

Guzma goes back and forth on whether or not to propose to you

On one hand, he loves you, and he wants to give your baby a more stable home

But on the other, he doesn’t want you to feel like he’s just doing this because you’re pregnant and it’s “the right thing to do”

Plus, weddings are so stressful

And expensive!

Eventually, he decides to wait until after your baby is here to propose

After all, they’d make such a cute little flower boy/girl on the big day!

God-mon Plumeria!

You two set up the cutest little nursery for youe baby

Ideally he wanted to fill it with brand-new stuff

But that wasn’t totally feasible, so many things are second-hand

Some from when you were born!

One of the new items though, is a cutiefly teddy

It was the first thing he bought for the baby

First thing he bought from his first pay-cheque actually

Walking home tired and stressed from his first week on the job

He’s usually pretty good at dealing with your symptoms

Gives you back-rubs, holds your hair back when you’re getting sick, over-indulges your weird-cravings…

Seriously he went out at four a.m. trying to find somewhere that sold pickled lumberries so you could have them with some yogurt and peanut butter

Though considering the fact he is new to all this + he has 0 patience things can get a bit hairy sometimes

Like he is not good at handling any mood-swings

Or when baby kicks him in his sleep

One thing he does enjoy about you being pregnant is that you’ve taken to wearing his clothes a lot more

They’re big on you, so they’re perfect for your changing body

We all know how he feels about you in his clothes 👀

He keeps ultrasound pictures on him at all times

Just as a reminder of his little larva

Makes the tough days easier

He loves being the big spoon even more now

Finding great comfort and excitement in holding you and cradling your bump while he falls asleep

When baby finally comes

Yall know ya boi is gonna be right by your side

Doing his best to support you through this traumatic, demanding time

(though I can also totally see him just chilling, casually eating a sandwich while you’re pushing out a LITERAL human baby from your bits)

Once baby pops out, and you get to hold your little one

Guzma wraps his arms around both of you, gazing at the wonderful life you’ve created together

And after a moment he asks:

“So, Guzma Jr.?”

“Absolutely not!”

[h0neypjm]

Just for practice | kth

↳ Summary: “I think we should normalise giving head to your friends as practice.”

↳ Pairing: Taehyung x Reader, slight Hoseok x reader

↳ Genre: Smut, pwp, some plot i guess, best friend! Taehyung

↳ Rating: 18+

↳ Word count: 5.3k

↳ Warnings: swearing, lip biting, hickies, oral (both female and male receiving), rough blowjobs, spanking, fingering, squirting, big dick! Tae, possessiveness/jealousy, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap pls), dom/sub themes, Taehyung calls reader lots of pet names (sweetheart, darling, good girl), degradation, biting, slight cockwarming

↳ a/n: I’ve been having major writer’s block while writing confident :( however, i saw this tweet which prompted this lil oneshot hope you enjoy

Jung Hoseok [ 2:15 PM ]

Am I gonna see you at Seokjin’s tomorrow?

You [ 2:16 PM ]

I’ll be there :)

Jung Hoseok [ 2:18 PM ]

You’re not gonna run away from me this time, right?

You [ 2:20 PM ]

No of course not haha

Jung Hoseok [ 2:21 PM ]

Is that a promise princess?

A sigh flies out of your mouth like wind through a window and you’re shucking off your glasses in an instant. Hoseok’s texts bringing back a flurry of memories that you wish to forget.

“Do you need help with your essay again?”

Your eyes are strained when they try to focus on Taehyung, your shoulders shrug in defeat. “No, I’m fine. It’s just-”

Taehyung knows immediately, he is your best friend after all. “Let me guess, It’s Hoseok isn’t it?” 

You slump in your seat while a pout is cutely drawn onto your face, you nod with dismay. “I really like him Tae, and every time we see each other, It’s like the universe has it out for me and tries to make sure I embarrass myself in front of him.”

Taehyung shuts his laptop because he knows there's no use in trying to write an essay while you speak about your utterly tragic love life. He thinks about your situation for a minute before he speaks.

“Yes, you might’ve spilled your beer on him and accidentally punched him in the eye, more than once. But, if he’s still texting you he’s obviously still into you. It’s a good sign sweetheart.” Taehyung pats your hand across the coffee table, a comforting smile adorning his handsome face.

Taehyung doesn’t know the full extent of your problem and the more you think about it the more embarrassing it becomes. So you smile back at him uttering a small thank you before turning back to your laptop.

Taehyung raises a brow, “wait, wait, hang on, something is still bothering you.” 

You frown, “it’s embarrassing.”

Taehyung shuffles around the corner of the coffee table as if you’re about to tell him a secret, though it’s just the two of you in his small apartment. “Just tell me, it can’t be that bad.”

“Taehyung it is that bad.” You tilt your head at him, pulling up the sleeves of your sweater around your tiny fists. “You’re gonna laugh at me.”

Taehyung feigns shock at your words, his hands placed on his heart for dramatic effect. “I would never laugh, and frankly I’m offended you think that low of me.” 

You roll your eyes, turning your body more towards him, deciding it wouldn't hurt letting Taehyung know the thoughts plaguing your mind. “Well, you know how Hoseok and I have been kind of flirty lately, right?” He nods in understanding. 

“I can tell he wants more than that, you know? His touches are small but I know exactly what he’s suggesting, and don’t get me wrong, the feeling is completely mutual because trust me I want that too. Really bad.” 

Taehyung hums, interrupting your soon-to-be graphic rambling. “I totally get it Y/N. Now let’s stop beating around the bush so I can help you.”

If Taehyung were a girl, this would be so much easier. You curse your eight-year-old self who just had to become friends with a boy because God, how do you even start?

Taehyung is a patient man, always giving you space before helping you but, in this situation, you feel it’s best to just rip the band-aid off. Taehyung if you can read my mind, please don’t laugh at me.

“I’venevergivensomeoneablowjob.”

You speak so suddenly, Taehyung’s not so sure he heard you correctly. “Huh?”

“Goddammit Tae”, you rub and your temples and avoid his stare. “I’ve never given someone a blowjob!”

His eyes are wide. “Oh” 

You hide your face into the table while your body internally cringes. At least he didn’t laugh. “See! You do think it’s bad.”

“I’m just surprised to be honest”, he reassures, leaning back onto his palms, strong brows pulled together in thought. “Shit Y/N, have you really never sucked a dick before?”

Sure, you’ve had sex many times (most of which have been extremely disappointing) but, it seems that most of your hookups want to get straight into fucking. No foreplay, no nothing. Just unseasoned, pleasureless fucking.

A groan rumbles out of your throat, “It just never happened! They were all about that hump and dump lifestyle I guess.”

Taehyung is utterly baffled at your statement. In Taehyung’s books, It is compulsory to treat every women like a queen. Preparing and edging them the perfect amount of times to see them crumble so sensually by his very doing. To Taehyung, seeing a woman cry out his name from experiencing the most explosive, leg-shaking orgasm was always his favourite part.

This is why Taehyung is absolutely shattered for you. “So, you’re also telling me no one has ever eaten you out?” You miserably nod, “that’s actually fucking evil!”

His words do not ease you one bit as you throw your head onto the seat behind you. “The way you say it makes me feel even worse. This is the sole reason why I run away from Hoseok and make a fool out of myself.”

Taehyung doesn’t say anything, the air floating around carrying an awkward silence. You don’t really care and you don’t expect Taehyung to think of a solution. Plus, you’re already embarrassed enough.

You might as well leave and ask one of your girlfriends for help, maybe finish your essay while you’re at it. You sigh, shutting your laptop and stacking your books together. 

However, the next sentence that flies out of Taehyung’s mouth makes you stop dead in your tracks.

“I think I’ve figured out how I can help you.”

Wiggling back into a comfortable seating position, you lean into Taehyung with interest. “And how might you help me, dear Taehyung?”

He eyes you nervously, his fingers fiddling with his chunky rings, “You trust me, right?”

You smile, “yeah, of course, you’re my best friend Tae.”

An exhale puffs out of his mouth. “Why not practice on me?”

You almost choke on your spit. You definitely did not expect him to say that. “Could you repeat that please?”

A new glint of mischief sparkles in his eye. “Why not let me teach you how to give Hoseok the blowjob of his life and in return, I’ll eat you out”

Your brain is having a meltdown. 

“You’re fucking crazy”, you wail. “You actually want me to suck your dick?”

He brings his hands up in defence, “I think we should normalize giving head to your friends as practice, I don’t think it’s such a bad idea. Think about it, you get to learn and cum at the same time.”

You won’t lie to yourself, the proposal is tempting and in all honesty, Taehyung is hot as fuck. You will forever thank the Gods above for blessing you with the delicious sight that is your best friend. However, the proposition puts you in an odd spot.

Apprehensive about your thoughts, you state your unease, “I-I don’t know Taehyung, don’t you think this might ruin our friendship?” An exhale, “have you seriously thought of me that way?”

Taehyung chuckles, it’s deep and totally unexpected to your question. “Sweetheart, there are many things that go on inside my head involving you. And to answer your question, they’re not completely innocent.”

A startled gasp is ripped from your throat and your stomach flutters with a dangerous mix of nervousness, thrill and dare you say arousal.

Never in your life would you have imagined Kim Taehyung, your best friend since grade school, seeing you in such an inviting way. To make matters worse, It was intimidating to think about his fair share of experience and the long line of women backing up the fact that Taehyung was indeed some sort of sex demon.

Of course, you felt the same way. How could you not! The man was practically an incarnation of a Greek God. Broad sturdy shoulders that sat atop thick muscular thighs, and how could you forget his gorgeous fingers.

You’d die before you admit it, but there have been many nights where you have found yourself thinking about what his pretty long fingers could do to you. Those nights always ended with a mess of your sheets and a wetness between your thighs. It was your dirty little secret, however, it seems Taehyung also had some of his own.

His sharp eyes storm with darkness when he speaks, “don’t lie Y/N, I know you’ve had some dirty thoughts about me up in that pretty little head of yours.”

Pink blossoms over your cheeks like wildfire because he’s so terrifyingly right. “I don’t even need to touch you sometimes, one look and you’re a goner.” You gulp. “Look at you right now.” His gaze drops down to your thighs. “All my talking making you so needy, you need to clench your thighs to keep it together.”

He smiles, though it’s not his usual boxy, boyish smile. It’s dangerous and seductive almost smirking and shit when did he get so close to you? Your breathing is erratic and you have no idea how you could be so anxious yet so amorous at the same time. 

Your heart beats rapidly in your ears. “This is just for practice, right?”

Taehyung curses under his breath, “just for practice sweetheart.”

You don’t get to respond.

His lips are hesitant at first when they meet yours, yet his hands say the opposite. They start at your waist and tickle their way down to your stiff hands. Ever so gently, he pries them open, intertwining his long fingers with yours, and God, did his hands feel so right.

Your nerves dissipate slowly but surely as you allow him to explore your mouth with his skilful tongue. 

Much to Taehyung’s dismay, he finds you releasing your fingers from his own. Your hands flying to the nape of his neck, ultimately bringing him closer to you, deepening the kiss. Taehyung moans in delight when you tug at his long curls, you bite his lip in reply while lust paints your vision and dampens your panties.

Taehyung never knew he would miss the feeling of your lips against his when he painfully pushes himself away to situate himself comfortably on the couch. It was time for the lesson to begin.

You pout at the distance, trying to wiggle close until he motions for you to get into a particular position. Your insides swell with eagerness.

His voice is sweet and his hands are delicate when he tucks a few strands of hair behind your ear. “Get down on your knees for me sweetheart.” You obey immediately. He smirks at your sinking form. “Good girl.”

You swear right then and there your pussy had gained a working heartbeat at his words. The unfamiliar pulse thumping as if it were trying to break loose from the constraints of your sweatpants.

Your eyes are big and expectant, slowly drinking up the sight of Taehyung’s delicious figure seated above you. He sits on the couch like it’s his throne, legs spread to accompany your kneeling figure, and dominating stare pinning you down. A shiver runs down your spine.

“Wh-what do I do now?” You utter, making it known to Taehyung that he is in charge. He is in control.

Taehyung cocks his head to the side, using a decorated pointer finger to hither your hands towards him. Hesitantly, you raise both hands, lightly placing them down on his thighs.

A click of his tongue makes its way to your ears and you know you’ve already made your first mistake. Taehyung’s brows furrow, it’s obvious you need to make the next move but your brain is fuzzy and flustered. 

He sighs at your confused silence, bringing your small hands onto his belt. Oh, you know what you’re supposed to do now.  

“I thought you were smarter than this, how else are you meant to get my dick out, hmm?” The blush across your cheeks has definitely spread profusely from his teasing. Its once peachy pink tone deepening into an embarrassing cherry red.

The buckle of his belt jingles under your fingertips as you nervously undo them. You’re apparently too slow for his liking, Taehyung finishing the job by pulling his belt off his pants, leaving you to stare down at the large bulge covered by the fabric of his tight jeans. You thought you had your nerves under control but the way your hands start to shake is an indication that this is real. You’re really about to suck your best friend off.

Ever the observant friend, Taehyung is quick to notice the slight shake in your fingers. “Wait, stop.”

You do as he says, quickly settling your palms back on the thickness of his covered thighs. “Are you sure you want to do this? your hands are shaking sweetheart.” His voice is laced with concern, a total switch to his previous words.

Clearing your throat you reply, “oh, no, no I’m fine.” You lock eyes. “I just want to make sure I’m doing good so I can be good for him.”

Possessiveness flares within Taehyung’s chest and he has no idea why. Although he doesn’t let it show, he can’t help the swell of his ego at the knowledge that he’s the first to get you like this. Not Hoseok. Him.

So, he grins his wide boxy grin, dragging a finger down your warm cheek. “Don’t worry darling, you’re in great hands”

The commanding smirk etched onto his lips sparks a surge of confidence through your veins, begging you to finally touch him.

With a tug of your small hands, Taehyung’s constricting jeans are pried off the taut muscle of his thighs and are left to pool around his ankles. The excitement of finally being able to suck dick coursing through your body like lighting, and just like his jeans, Taehyung’s boxers are off in a second.

His cock springs, tall, hard and proud. Your jaw drops, Taehyung chuckles at your reaction. You feel an ooze of wetness pooling in your panties.

His size is nothing you’ve seen before, thick and girthy with an impressive length to match. You wince at the thought of fitting him down your throat.

The cold metal of his rings against your hands brings your attention to Taehyung’s handsome face. Without breaking any eye contact, he wordlessly wraps your hands around the thickness of his cock.

It’s warm and swells in your palm, your two dainty hands stacked on top of each other. Fingers trying so hard to wrap themselves around the sheer girth of his cock.

You’re not dumb, you know what comes next. With a sharp inhale you begin to stroke up his length, paying close attention to his facial expression to get an idea of how well you’re doing

Taehyung’s head tilts to get a better view at your hands, “grip it tighter for me… yeah fuck that’s it.”

His praise boasts you on, holding tighter onto his cock and gathering the slick of his pre-cum with a twist of your wrist. Your eyes remain focused on the way the skin moves with your hands and the way his tip glistens with arousal. You want to lick it.

“When you’re ready you can put your mouth- Ahh shit Y/N!”

He didn’t need to finish his sentence when you’re already so eager to have him in your mouth. You do what you think would feel best, sucking on the head of his cock like a sweet ice lolly on a hot summer's day. Your tongue tracing the thick circumference before dipping into his slit.

A light groan falls from his mouth as he watches you lap at the remaining pre-cum that glistens in the afternoon light. Taehyung almost forgets why he’s here, lost in your plump lips wet with saliva.

Right, he’s here to teach you how to give a blowjob. “Try and take my whole length in darling.” 

You nod, taking a deep breath, your mouth opening wider to take him in as far as you can. You try to keep your throat relaxed taking him inch by inch.

“That's a good girl”, he praises, “you’re doing so well for me.” 

Your knees squeeze together, acting to relieve some pressure on your aching heat. It had truly been a while since you got some serious action.

Surprisingly you’re able to make your way to the hilt of his cock, a choked gag sputtering from your lips.

A few strands of hair fall in your face, blocking your eyes in the process. Swiftly, Taehyung brushes the hair from your eyes while simultaneously lifting your head off of his cock. 

You release him with a satisfying pop, your eyes wide and makeup a little smudged. Taehyung coaches you through the next steps. “I want you to try and do that again, but when you come back up, lick the length of my cock and look at me while you do it.”

Humming in acknowledgment you grip the base of his cock before pausing. “Isn’t this what you like though? What if Hoseok likes to be touched in a different way?”

An unintentional growl bubbles out of his mouth. Oh how he wished he could take your mind off Hoseok and have you screaming his name, thinking about him instead.

He pushes down his discontentment with the other man on your mind, “men are simple creatures Y/N, just making out sometimes can get them going. And judging by the way you’re sucking my cock right now, I’m sure Hoseok will be crazy for you.”

As Taehyung explains the ins and outs of a man’s brain, you don’t make an effort to stop the teasing of his cock. His words sound slurred, they go in one ear and out the other, and besides the delicious length in front of you is much more fascinating.

For the time being you stare up at him, your eyes wide feigning interest in his words, all while you grip his cock in one hand and continuously lap at his tip with a kitten-like flick of your tongue. 

Taehyung finally realises that you’ve stopped listening when he feels the small yet downright sensual pleasure shooting through his cock. He grunts, pushing your hair back once again, “fuck, that’s hot. You’re so fucking good.”

His preoccupied hand squeezes the pillows beside him, the veins of his hands popping out. You do what he taught you, seductive eyes laser focused on him while your wicked tongue leaves a hot trail up the prominent vein on his dick.

“Shit Y/N you’re doing so well-”

You release him from your mouth disrupting his sentence, “can you fuck my throat?”

Taehyung swears his whole body just convulsed at your request. He looks away just so he can contain himself because holy shit.

Obviously Taehyung has thought about you being in this position, saying those words. Yet, no matter how many times he fantasizes this scenario, nothing would ever prepare him for those words to actually come out of your mouth with the most bewitching grin plastered on your pretty face.

He stutters, “I- no, I don’t know if you can take it darling.”

You grip his thighs, pout forming on those dangerous lips of yours, “please Tae, I want it. Want you to use me.”

Taehyung pushes the curls of his bangs away, a hiss steaming from his lips. “Alright, but if you feel any discomfort pinch my thigh, okay sweetheart?”

You’re impatient, “yeah, yeah, I can take your monster dick.” You place a small kiss on his thigh, “do your worst.”

His movements are all too fast, all too sudden. His fingers securing a death-grip on the mess of your hair before holding his cock up to your mouth. “You asked for it darling.”

Your mouth automatically widens, welcoming the rough intrusion of his cock as it slides all the way down your throat. A lewd gag fills the room.

A dark cloud of lust of dominance fogs Taehyung’s vision, his biceps flexing when he brings your head up and down his thick velvety length.

The room resounds with the filthy wet noises of your saliva covered lips pumping repeatedly. Taehyung breathes heavily through his nose, tilting his head against the cushions behind him. He keeps his hips still, yanking your hair at an obscene pace. A slew of curses and moans fly out into the air as he revels at the complete state of ecstasy you’ve put him under.

The heat of his member burns the back of your throat but you fucking love it. You open your teary eyes, gazing at his chiseled jaw and the way he shivers and groans above you. It only spurs you on when he glances back down, meeting your mascara ruined eyes.

It’s like a knee-jerk reaction. Taehyung harshly pushes your head all the way to the base of his cock. Your face is met with his abdomen, the hairs of his happy trail tickling your nose.

He leaves you there, and the burn in your throat rises, leaving you gagging, your throat tightening around him.

Taehyung believes after this he could never get the image of your messy docile eyes and tarnished lips out of his brain. He feels your throat constrict, “sh-shit, fuck Y/N, breathe through your nose.” You inhale. “That’s my good girl.”

He releases you from his member only to push your lips back onto him, going back to his beastly pace. “You look so fucking pathetic, you think Hoseok wants a messy girl like you?”

You gurgle around him, tears freely falling down your cheeks as you try to shake your head no. He only mumbles out a groan, his cock abruptly pulsing under your tongue like a steady heartbeat.

It's all too sudden when he releases your head off his length, a glob of drool dripping down your chin and onto your shirt. 

“Fuck sorry I was about to cum.”

Although your heart swells with pride you wonder, “why didn’t you?”

He runs a hand through his messy locks, “the purpose of this was to teach you, don’t you still want to practice?”

You’re smug with your answer, “I think I’ve got the hang of it now.”

He swipes a finger under your tear stained eyes, “getting cocky now are we.” 

You were cocky indeed, “well I did get you shaking under my touch didn’t I?”

He rolls his eyes, “get up you brat, I’m gonna show you what you’ve been missing out on.”

Fucking finally.

You won’t lie, you were probably most excited to finally know what it feels like to receive head. Your mind is still fuzzy from Taehyung’s rough ministrations as you slowly get up. You wobble slightly and Taehyung is quick to stabilize you with two strong arms holding the curve of your hips in place.

With his arms already around you he pushes you towards the couch, kicking his jeans off in the process.

Back flat against his plush couch you’re already stripping off your sweatpants and panties together in one. “My, my aren’t you eager”, he teases, a glint of shamelessness twinkling in his brown orbs when he drinks up the plushness of your thighs leading to your dripping cunt.

Holding your knees in the palm on his hands, he spreads them open to reveal the glossy folds on your heat. He kisses his teeth, satisfaction and hunger clear on his face. “Fuck, isn’t this a pretty sight.”

His words bring back a blush on your cheeks, you pull him forward, your lips inches away from his own. “Shut up please.”

And he shuts you up real good. Smashing your lips to his, he envelopes you into a feverish kiss, your tongues dancing the devil's tango.

His hands are adventurous, feeling the mounds of your breasts over your shirt. “Why the fuck isn’t your shirt off yet huh?” He tuts, pulling on the cotton fabric.

“I want yours off too.” You cutely mumble tugging at the hem of his shirt, to which he complies, tugging it off in one fluid motion. 

You peel your baggy shirt off just in time to see Taehyung's arm flex as he takes his very own shirt off. “Have you been working out? My God Tae, you're as big as Joon.”

He inwardly smirks because yeah he’s been working out and it's clearly paying off. He doesn’t want to show his glee however, “can we not talk about other men when I’m about to eat you out.”

You chuckle, eyes trailing down his buff arms to his v-line that leads to his dick like an arrow directing you to his treasure. You bite your lip, unclipping your lace bralette, “sure, sure, let’s get the show on the road.”

It’s Taehyung turn to drink up the sight of your body. “Fuck, always imagined what these tits looked like under all those tight clothes you wear.”

He’s really feeding into your praise kink. “Well, were they what you expected?”

He sucks on one immediately and you arch your back at the unexpected pleasure. “Even better”, he squeezes them in his palms, “they’re fucking gorgeous.”

He sucks a deep hickey under your left breast, leaving you whimpering with a hand tangled in his hair. “Always imagined what you sounded like moaning for me.”

You can’t reply, his touches burning through your skin. He kisses down your sternum to your stomach until he’s hovering above your aching clit, a tantalising grin on his face before he’s diving in.

“Fuck!” You wail at the unfamiliar yet mesmerising feelings. His tongue is stiff and pointed, flicking quickly up and down your bundle of nerves. 

The grip you have on his hair is deathly but it's the only thing in your reach that can ground you. He licks a long stripe down your sopping slit, keeping his sharp eyes on you the whole time.

“F-feels so fucking good Tae!” You almost scream. He cups his lips around your swollen nub sucking on it with a shit-eating grin on his face.

You’re too dazed to comment on it, reeling in the new pleasures you’re experiencing. You stare down at him, your eyes half opened and so close to rolling to the back of your head.

However, they almost completely open wide at the sight presented before you. With two long fingers, Taehyung is shoving them in his mouth, soaking them with his spit before rubbing them onto your sensitive folds.

You beg. “Put them inside.. Please.” Taehyung doesn’t make a sound only kissing your clit as he plunges his ring decorated fingers into you.

You’re so wet his fingers slide into you with ease. He groans at the sensation, his view focused on the way your cunt greedily sucks him in.

“Look at you, getting my rings all dirty you filthy girl”, he scolds watching the way your essence drips into the crevices of his intricate jewellery. 

Taehyung increases the pace of his long fingers, finger fucking you into euphoria. He doesn’t stop there, his lips returning to your desperate clit in a wet mess of your juices and his saliva.

You can feel your orgasm bubbling in your stomach. It's hot and feels so unlike any other upcoming orgasm you’ve experienced. His fingers curl inside of you, his palm slapping your folds with his rapid pace and his lips don’t give any sign of stopping.

“Taehyung- Tae, I’m cumming!” You really scream this time, your orgasm taking control over your body like a demon. 

You swear your eyes black out, your body shaking, a warmth gushing out of your cunt as it spazzes out.

Your chest heaves and you blink, feeling a damp pool around you. Oh God, Did you piss yourself?

“Holy fuck Y/N, I can’t believe you just did that.”

You sit up, embarrassed, an apology falling from your lips.

“You just squirted on me.”

You’re flushed, “I- what?”

Taehyung almost looks akin to a wolf hunting down his prey. “That was the hottest fucking experience of my life, holy shit I’m so hard.”

Well at least you didn’t pee on his couch. There’s a surge of overwhelming need for his cock to be inside of you. You’ve never felt this way before, it’s scary but so is this whole experience. It’s definitely one for the books.

Getting up on your knees you hold onto his shoulders, Taehyung raises a brow. “Fuck, I need to ride you, can I ride you?”

You think you just saw his dick twitch at your words. He grins, “just for practice?”

Your smile is sickly sweet, “of course, just for practice.”

His arms are strong when he shuffles into a seated position all while holding your hips above his awaiting cock.

He pauses, a flash of his normal self resurfacing. “You’re on the pill yeah?”

You peck his lips, “yes, now stuff me full.”

That’s all the confirmation he needs before he’s sinking you down onto his length. 

You both let out moans of pleasure at the feeling of being complete. The stretch hurts so bad but hurts so good. He fills you up so well it has you speechless, the air trapped inside your lungs refusing to be released until your walls are comfortable around his impressive girth.

Mumbling a soft curse, you swivel your hips in slow circles, getting used to his large size. Taehyung watches you, hunger written on his face as he licks his lips and examines the way you fit so perfectly on his lap.

You test the waters, holding onto his shoulders for support. You lift your hips and settle back onto his lap. He groans at the wet squelch it makes and slaps your ass, grabbing it in his hand to squeeze it.

You pick up the speed, pumping up and down, whimpering at how well he fills you up. You keep your gaze trained on the image of his dick disappearing in your heat and pulling out with a wet sheen.

Taehyung tucks a finger under your chin, bringing you close to his face to push his soft lips onto yours once again.

It’s weird to say, but you don’t think you can get tired of kissing your best friend. He knows exactly what you want and knows exactly how to make your head spin.

With his large hands of yours, you pick up the pace, slamming your ass onto his hips. You leave his lips, kissing the side of jaw and suckling a few lovebites behind his ear.

His voice is deep and sultry, “fuck yeah, that’s it.” You wail in his hold, pushing yourself to meet his thrusts below. Your thighs burn but the pleasure burns so much hotter.

You feel your second orgasm of the night rising within you and can tell Taehyung is close too. Taehyung assists you, using his thighs to push up into you. Your juices drip down onto his pelvis and both of your breaths get heavier.

His thrusts are fast and rough, creating loud slapping noises that echo around his empty apartment. He grunts, folding his head into the crook of your neck. He’s about to cum and so are you.

With one final gasp your release hits you like a truck. Your thigh shakes in his lap and Taehyung bites at the delicate skin of your neck. His warm seed shoots inside of you, eliciting a small sigh from your lips.

Taehyung releases his hold to lean back onto the couch. He keeps his softening cock inside of you, lazily staring at your fucked out expression.

You play with his rings, “well, how did I do?”

The shit-eating grin is back. “Hmmm, I think you may need more practice.”

[armyangxls]

The New Weirdo From Shadyside Pt 7: The End Of Everything Goode

Nick Goode x Plus Size Reader

Warning(s): Swearing, Fear street spoilers/stuff, Nick Goode, d slur

Word count: 1166

Summary: The final battle…

Part one, two, three, four, five, six, eight

Slowly opening your eyes, feeling the cold ground under you, you looked around and saw names carved into the wall. Your eyes landed on the names Thomas Slater and Ryan Torres. You jumped into a sitting position realizing where you were… in the tunnel from your dreams.

“Shit, shit!” You whispered to yourself, looking at the ground a few feet away from you, was the same carving as the Goode book and your dream.

“You’re awake.” Nick said, from a few feet away from you, you glared at him.

“Why Ryan? Why my sweet goofy friend? Did you choose him because you were jealous?” You asked, trying to conceal the tears in your eyes.

“He was always flirting with you, we couldn’t have that, could we?” He said

“I’m not some prize you can win and He was joking, you douchebag. plus he liked Heather and I loved you but I guess I never even loved you, at least not the real you.” You said.

“But I still love you, one day you’ll love me again too. And since we’re talking about horrible things I’ve done, I paid those guys to scare you in the cornfield.” He said.

“My friends’ blood was on your hands even before you pulled that trigger in the mall, Your hands were bloody even before you carved Ryan’s name on that wall, you carved Tommy Slater’s name and allowed all those people to be killed. You’re a fucking asshole murderer, So tell me why would I ever love you again?” you said.

“One day you’ll realize why I had to do that.” He argued

“I’m gonna be the death of you, even if it’s the last thing I do!” you said in anguish.

“Good luck with that love! Oh look at the time, gotta go!” He exclaimed walking out of the cave

You pointed your middle finger at him. You started sobbing in your arms, then screamed when the echoes of his footsteps disappeared.

Calming your beating heart, grabbing the cave’s wall, boosting yourself up from the ground.

“I have to find a way out of here or something.” You thought, leaning on the cave’s wall limping.

“Y/n~” you heard the same voice from your dream say further into the tunnel out of the “room” you were in, the voice led further into the cave to a strange thing that looked like a beating heart.. of the cave.

“Y/n.” the voice said again like it wanted you to touch it. “Are you sure it’s safe?” You asked the voice.

“Yes.. do it” the voice whispered, you got closer to the thing slowly touched it. Visions flashed before you it was… THE WHOLE TRUTH.

You gasped, limping backwards, almost falling on the ground. You felt blood drip down your face from your nose, tears rushed down your face.

The whole Goode family was purely EVIL.

All the men in the Goode family ever did was betray the ones they supposedly loved. And Sarah Fier was the voice from dreams and now.

~

“Goode!” You heard Deena shout.

“Nick!”

“Solomon forged this place with nothing but words and stone-” You heard Nick say somewhere in the tunnel

“Awaking this power from the depths of the earth.”

“He extended his hand to the darkness for my family..”

“Deena?” You whispered to Deena.

“For me.” Nick said

“Y/N? Shit did Nick put you down here?” Deena whispered to you.

“Y-yeah!” You stuttered to Deena.

“That Bastard! Wanna help kill him? we need to hurry” Deena whispered to you.

”300 years it’s lived, grown. we’ve cultivated it,” Nick shouted.

“We sacrificed for it! And you think you can stop it?”

“Up, up, down, down” Deena whispered to herself.

“Left, right, B A and start.”

Everything happened so fast, Sam who seemed possessed ran after Deena, Nick pushed you against the cave wall. you tried to push him away but he knocked you unconscious with a rock.

~

“Looking for this?” You heard Nick.

You slowly gained consciousness

“No! No! No!” Deena screamed.

“You’re gonna be famous.”

“Shadyside's newest piece of shit makes the front page! Local d*ke slays girlfriend, friends, brother.” Nick said, Deena screamed. you looked for a weapon, your eyes meeting the rock Nick used on you, you grabbed the rock rushing over to them.

“They’re gonna give me a fucking medal.” Nick remarks, you hit him over the head with the rock, he falls off Deena and drops the knife.

“Y/n! We can still be together” he defends, staring at you.

“Ah yes I totally want to be with a murderer that got

my friends killed, and calls queer women slurs and oh I’m not straight for your information!” you screamed at him.

He kicks you in the ankle, you screamed falling down on the hard ground, the air knocked out of your lungs.

He straddles you, his hands going around your throat choking you. You kicked and pushed him to no effect, looking into his eyes.. you realized they weren’t an ocean tide bringing you to safe sand, they were rough ocean tide that pulled you out to the middle of the ocean dragging you to the bottom… danger and death.

Your throat felt like it was being crushed into tiny pieces. Feeling like your world was caving in, you heard the voice say. “Y/N~ Deena~” from near the beating heart of the cave.

You and Deena grabbed Nick’s wrist slamming his hand on the beating heart of the curse, he let go of your neck, you coughed getting oxygen in your lungs.

Nick stands up backing away from you, Deena who seemed to be possessed by Sarah stabs Goode in the eye. She takes out the knife and his body falls to the ground, Non Possessed Deena gasps, yells.

All the heaviness and darkness of the room went away, the heart of the curse swallowed up.

Deena runs over to Sam “Sam!” “Sam, can you hear me? Sam?” Sam sits up, they kiss

“Are you okay?” Deena asks Sam. “Are you?” Sam asks Deena. Deena takes off her flannel to show a shield of books, Taking it off.

“Let’s get Y/N and get outta here.” Deena said to Sam

Helping her up, walking over to you.

“Are you okay?” Deena asks you

“Not really but I’m glad he’s dead!” you said

“I’ve always fucking hated cops!”

“Me too, me too! Can you walk?” Deena asks

“Not really.” You said,

“We’ll help you!” Deena said, helping you up from the ground, putting your arm around her shoulder and Sam put your other arm around her shoulder. Walking out of the cave.

~

You, Deena, and Sam met up with the rest of the group Josh, Kate, Christine (Ziggy), and Martin.

“Deena! Sam! Y/n!” Kate screamed excitedly, running up to you three, hugging Deena and sam. “I’m so glad you guys are okay.” She said to them, then hugged you squeezing you tight. “I’m so glad you’re okay y/n.” She said. “I’m so glad you’re okay too Kate!” You said.

Author’s note: I hope you like part 7!! Only one part left!!😭😭💜 💜 You didn’t think I would give Nick a happy ending did you? He deserved the ending he got and more horribleness!

Also I kinda changed how the heart of the curse worked, to sometimes Sarah can show the whole truth to who touched it!

Taglist: @puck-the-puppy @simpotathoe @ang3licho3-deactivated20211230

[riverisnotsafe]

Mine.

PAIRING: F!Servant!Reader x Naoya Zenin

WARNINGS: NAOYA ZENIN. Naoya smut. NSFW, Minors DNI. | If you're into any of these: possessive Naoya, breeding kink (?), mentions of overstimulation, jealous Naoya.

A/N: You can call me Noct or River. I’m still fairly new to how tumblr works and how writers and bloggers (?) write their imagines/fics so I do apologize in advance if my writing is not to your liking. I will also post on AO3 under sunflowerpsycho. I'm still trying to improve^^ This was self-indulgent and not edited so pretty all over the place and might be unclear in some parts, sorry bout that.

The reader lowkey a pick me but depends on how you view her, either she's a pick me or she just acts the way she acts to accustom and stroke the lil bitches ego.

“A-ah! Naoya-sama!” you moan his name as he shoots his load deep in you. A few moments of bliss and you were ready to clean yourself. Naoya never liked staying in bed long after sex. He finds it disgusting. All the fluids of sweat, semen and love juices mixed together made his skin crawl. “Oi woman, where are you going?” You haven’t even gotten up but Naoya had you strongly wrapped in his embrace. His cock still deep within you, as if acting as a plug. “I’m gonna wash myself..? You don’t like being dirty like this...usually?” the last bit came out as a question when Naoya buried his head deep into the crevice of your neck. “Ah, I’ll let it pass today. Just stay here. My cum is gonna leak out if you move.” he tried to shove himself deeper, earning an unexpected moan from you. “L-leak out???” Does Naoya have a breeding kink? Is he trying to keep his cum in you???? “N-naoya-sama...are you trying to breed me?” at the mention of breed, you could feel his dick twitch in your core. “Shut up woman.” Ah...so he is and he’s embarrassed to admit. “I feel honoured if that’s what you’re trying to do...” another twitch.

Under that tough misogynistic act, this man is just a boy who thrives on praise, he probably was deprived of any in his childhood, hence the superiority complex. But with you, he’s quite honest. The body doesn’t lie. You were just another servant. He probably paid and slept with many so you never thought of it as anything special. Besides, after all of this dirty work, both of you end up going your separate ways. A servant and the young master. That’s all it is. That is until one of the maids tried stealing from the family, unfortunately from Naoya and he didn’t take it too lightly. A woman and a thief, absolutely the worst. Ever since that, he appointed you as his personal maid, to ensure that only one person will serve him. Only one will enter and exit his quarters. Only one will serve his meals. Only one will tend to him. Only one will follow him around the house. Only one will keep him company when needed. Why did he choose you? Honestly you had no idea. Out of all the servants, clearly you were the least appealing, especially for a man of Naoya’s caliber.

You could never rival the looks of any of the other girls. You were chubby. Your thighs a bit too thick. Your cheeks were puffy. You had no thigh gap. Curves? Well, they weren’t hour-glass curves so you were bedrock bottom ranked. And when it came to family, you were a nobody. All the other servants have been serving the Zenin clan for generations. You were just a nobody who was pulled into the servant life to pay off your parent’s debt. What luck. It took him time though, to make you tend to him sexually. He might have a big ego and any woman would sleep with him but deep down he knew it was only for money and his looks, which he prided on. The sex was always bland. He could care less about the women’s pleasures, he would ejaculate outside, toss them money and demand them to immediately leave. He found them disgusting. Weren’t you just the same?

He had a great face, an even better body and all the riches you could’ve dreamt of, so why has he not tossed you out yet. He for sure can suspect that you’re just the same as all those women, plus, you were even lower, a nobody. Yet, here he is, deep inside you. This has been..about the sixth time you and Naoya have had intercourse. The first three times was when you were just a normal servant. Coincidentally he always found you and forced you to pleasure him. The pay was good so you never complained. After becoming his personal maid, it took a few months to make you fulfil his sexual needs, which is rather strange. A man like knows nothing of consent. He’s a tyrant. What he wants, he can get and he will. So why did he take months to make you fuck him when it was so easy before becoming his personal servant. Who knows? Maybe it was his underlying insecurities asking him to be sure.

“Naoya-sama...may I turn to look at you?” he grunts. “I’ll be sure to avoid any leakage” he nods. You slowly turn your body, still impaled on him. It was a different kind of pleasure but you withheld your moans. Your face are so close. This moment is intimate, for you and him. Almost unreal. He’s gorgeous. That red tint of blush and sex afterglow just added more to his beauty. “Naoya-sama. May I speak more than usual?” “Only because you asked for permission. Proceed.” he avoided looking into your eyes. A shy one. “I appreciate my master’s kindness. Thank you for allowing me to speak. Naoya-sama...please be honest with me. Are you trying to impregnate me? Why? I’m just a lowly servant. I could never be perfect to bear your children, or be a concubine. I have no value. You are too kind. We should stop. I will remove myself now. Thank you for your time master.” You slowly push yourself off him. He grabs your arm harshly, definitely bruising it.

“You said no leakage. And how dare you speak to your master so insolently? How dare you question what holds value to me or not. You are a lowly servant. You’re a filthy no-name bitch. You live to lick my shoes and pick up money I throw on the ground. You are not going anywhere. You are staying on this bed with me in you. You have to be reminded who your master is.” Oooh, you definitely pissed him off. You winced at his words. They were normal, he always told you where your place is so it wasn’t a surprise. “You stupid woman. Now it’s out. You moved and now it’s out.” he sounds disappointed. He was whining like a child. “Naoya-sama!” he plunged into you hard. “Yes, scream my name you stupid bitch.” He went faster and faster. “Don’t cum inside...I’m not worthy master” “Shut your mouth. Worthy? No woman is worthy of me. Selfish. All they care about are themselves. Such an inferior gender thinking what they know is worthy? I decide. I decide your worth.” He changed positions. He pressed both your legs close to your chest. A mating press. He was so deep. The squelching of his previous load acting as lubricant was erotic.

“You. Your lewd body. You were always trying to seduce me. Those luscious thighs. These fat breasts. You were made for child-bearing. The look you make when I fuck you. So in awe, eyes rolling back. Ah. Ah. Sometimes you even forgot payment because you rushed to clean yourself. You were the only memorable one. The sounds you make. You’re erotic. No one else can see or hear you except me. Mine. Mine. Mine.” Naoya drilled you senseless. So desperate to hear you. Desperate to look at your expressions. Desperate to conquer you. “N-naoya-sama! Ah! Ah! Naoya-sama!” You had practically lost any sense and all you could feel was his dick fucking you mercilessly. The veins. The length. The girth. He fit like a glove. He had shaped you to be accustomed to him. “When that no-name clan came yesterday for a meeting. I saw your look. You enjoyed how they all looked at you didn’t you? You slut. You’d want them to fuck you like this right? Only I can though. You smiled and served them. Desperate bitch.” The meeting yesterday?

Your mind wandered. Oh yes, a small clan that are partners with the Zenin in business. The heirs were quite good-looking and well-mannered, how could a lady not feel flattered. You can’t remember if you specifically smiled or enjoyed their small talk. Was being polite not a simple necessity a servant should have towards guests? To ensure their master was not seen as tardy. You can’t remember their names or faces. All you remember was Naoya slipping his hand under your garments and fingering you. “You enjoyed people watching right? Especially since they were good-looking. I WAS RIGHT THERE WITH YOU. Disgusting piece of shit.” He got even rougher. You don’t know how many times you’ve orgasmed and how many times Naoya had ejaculated in you but he was still at it. He’s jealous huh.. how strange. A man that could have anything and anyone in the world was strangely possessive of a worthless woman like you. “You can’t show them those expressions. Mine. Your kindness mine. Your sounds. Mine. You’re my servant.” he sounds sad.

Despite being in subspace, you unintentionally reach out to your master and cub his face. “Naoya-sama. I love you.” Those unintentional words made the malicious man slow down his pace. “What did you say?” Is he angry? Oof, all the best dealing with another tantrum. You couldn’t feel anything. Legs sore. Your mind had wandered. The pleasure had made you dumb yet the little consciousness you have for your master remained. “I love you, Naoya.” His cock twitched. “Again” “I love you.” “Again” “I love you, Naoya-sama”. All that repeating made you come to your senses. “I don’t remember the men from yesterday. All I remember were your thick fingers in me. My expressions and mewls were for you. If this body is what you want then I will offer it all to you, my master. Ask, you are my master after all. All of me is yours.” You get up a bit, and stagger, he fucked the life outta ya. “Master, allow me to speak.” a small dumbfounded nod. You slip a hand onto his cheek and kiss him. Both of you never shared a kiss.

It was too intimate for a servant to kiss their master. Only their betrothed would be worthy but you couldn’t help it, you needed to assure this man-child, you were no one else’s. “Master, I-“ “Naoya. When we’re alone call me Naoya.” a small smile crept onto your lips. “Naoya, breed me.” His face was flushed. That’s exactly what he wanted. Through the night, he fucked you in every inch of the room. Both of your fluids and smell, absolutely drenched his quarters. He never once ejaculated outside. Every drip of his semen was in your womb, he wouldn’t even pull out, in fear it would leak. Shower? He fucked you while showering too. His animalistic senses stopped when a knock on the door came.

“Lay down with your back arched. It can’t leak.” He put on a robe and answered. A woman’s voice. “Naoya-sama. Naobito-sama is calling for you.” “Tch. Annoying old man” he slams the door shut. “Oi. Arch even more.” He came back to you. “I’m going to put this in you so you don’t spill.” He was holding, A DILDO? This man has a dildo? “N-naoya-sama, t-thats...” “Some servant I had my way with some time ago left it to fuck with me. I kept it not knowing what it was but now the shape looks like it’d plug you up good.” A servant he had his ways with huh. You were just another one right. He seemed to have noticed your train of thought. “Stupid woman. That servant is long gone. And now. You’re mine. No other stupid bitch except you. Stop thinking nonsense. Maybe I’ll remind you a bit more. That old man can wait.” He unrobed and pounced you. You definitely can’t walk for a few days.

“I’ll plug you up and we’ll go see the old man” he sounds, quite joyful. “If you move and leak, I won’t hesitate to fill you up again.” Ah. He’s definitely Naoya Zenin. “Naoya-sama” you smile. “What? You should be grateful that I’ve allowed you to speak so many times since last night.” You can’t help but giggle. A slight blush forms on Naoya’s face. “How dare you laugh at m-“ you pull him in for a kiss. He reluctantly kissed back. “Naoya-sama, I love you.” you smiled. He thrusted into you without warning. “The old man can definitely wait. You filled with my child is more important.” God knows how many times he’d come in your womb without pulling out, there’s no way you’re not pregnant. “Naoya-sama...let’s stop here...I can’t walk properly if we continue, then a different servant will have to serve you.” He was about to argue but held his tongue. “Fine.” He pulled out and slowly shoved the dildo in. Looks like he’d rather have wobbly-legged you than another servant. You can't help but smile. “Go shower and meet me back here. And clean the room after meeting with the old man. The smell...erotic but dreadful. Wash everything.” “Yes my master.” You hurriedly got clothed and rushed to the servant quarters to clean up. You were happy. What a weirdo.

[bvvllg]

enhypen reactions when ur making break up jokes to make them scared

warnings: heart attack 😻

heeseung

man he didn't like it

his face gonna be like this ☹️

and u just 😸👍🏼

"y/n pls tell me it's a joke☹️"

"imagine if we break up..."

silence..u guys can even hear the air sounds

"and all I'm gonna say is break up ur bones hee"

u laughed historically over ur dumb breakup jokes

and he just 😟

like dude he literally get confused whether ur okay or not

jay

"why u suddenly wanted a break up 😐🤨"

ngl he questioned u like THOUSANDS OF TIMES over ur stupid trick to make him believe about ur break up jokes

"bc i want too😟"

"it's not funny y/n..rlly"

u almost choke on air bc u couldn't wait for ur jokes to come out

"tell me y/n why u wanted a break up 😐"

man he's moody ngl

"bc i broke ur NINTENDO"

confused#2

and now he gets it😸👍🏼

jake

"I think we need a break"

mf confused af #3

he be like 😟🤨

"why tho...did I do wrong?"

u just couldn't hold those words so u decided to let it go just like Elsa did 😢

"Ibrokeyourlaptop"

his brain stopped working and he was like 😦😮😧

"DUDE ITS JUST A LAPTOP"

"but STILL WE NEED A BREAK"

and he called u being a drama queen but u didn't took it to the heart xoxo

sunghoon

u opened up ur mouth like a fish

and he just 🤨

bc u opened ur mouth but no words came out LMAO

"why r u opening up ur mouth like it's broken 😐"

"iwanttobreakupwwithu"

and he was like 😧😮

"dumbass I want it too"

and now it's ur turned to 😧😮

bitch u just have no time to make jokes about those stuffs around him bc he got tht telepathy shits😼👍🏼

sunoo

he be like "lol are u possessed or anything"

"no wtf 😟"

"then why u suddenly wanted a break up y/n"

u want to admit tht u broke his selfie stick so u just came up with this

y/n is dumb wbk

"I just wanted a broke up bc i broke ur um selfie...stick?"

man he turned into gorilla

selfie stick is his important stuffs andd u broke it but thts okay ur lucky sunoo is kind and cute

but still he won't leave u alone over those selfie stick and u owe him one teehee

jungwon

istg he just...getting tired over ur stupid jokes over and over again

but this time he got fooled

"why u want to break up y/n?☹️"

his pouty face just makes u wanna squish his cheeks but u hold back

"bc i want to be with Nathan"

he's like "who tf is Nathan 😐"

"NATHAN DEEZ NUTS IN UR MOUTH"

and there u are standing on the edge of the cliff bc he rlly wanted to smack u

u should considered urself lucky bc he loves u a lot 😸

ni-ki

instead of making break up jokes to him

he did it first 😟👍🏼

u just stood there dumbfounded bc he's just like hoon

he can read ur mind

plus he pulled a lot of pranks over the HYUNGS so yea

it's explained a LOT

and ur like "aww man u ruined the mood"

and he's like "oh ok then..game on😼😼"

the next thing u knew all of ur tote bags collection are gone...

and now u turning into green

god knows wht happens next 😸👍🏼

[darling-i-read-it]

Hi, can I request headcanon, how would Michael, Jason and Sinclair brothers propose their s/o? Thank you ♥

bestie how does it feel to have immaculate taste

(also I’ve never written for Vincent or Lester before so I gave it my best shot ✌🏻)

Michael Myers

- Michael wanted to propose to you simply for possessive reasons

- sure he thought it might make you happy but that was just a plus

- still, he wanted to do it right

- he stole a ring from the store (and a couple other things just for fun)

- he actually stole a bunch of rings and then picked the one he thought you might like the best

- he gave you the ring when he got back home (along with the bag of other things which became an afterthought in the moment)

- you were shocked

- you didn’t think he’d ever wanna get married

- he put the ring on your finger before you could properly respond but you did end up stuttering a ‘yes I will marry you’ after the shock subsided

- he liked to see you wear it doing mundane things

- his

Jason Voorhees

- when Jason realized he was in love you he knew he wanted to spend his life with you

- his mother had pushed marriage ideals onto him at a young age, the whole sex before marriage sin and such

- but he had broken some of the basic rules

- still, he wanted to get married like actual proper people

- if he could give you anything normal he should give you a relationship with him that at least sorta sounded normal

- Jason had no idea where to get a ring so he quite literally tried to make one out of tree branches

- it did not work

- but he ended up finding one on the ground in the camp and he took that as a sign

- he took you out to the dock and got down on one knee

- when you said yes he was shaking putting the ring on

- so much so that he almost dropped the ring through the dock cracks

- his spouse!! his!!

- literally he couldn’t stop smiling

Bo Sinclair

- Bo Sinclair? Getting married? Who would’ve thought

- definitely not his brothers

- but genuinely he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you

- sure it was a little bit because he didn’t wanna anyone else to get their grabby hands on you but also because he loves you

- he took a ring right of a victims finger and thought it looked flashy enough for you

- Bo was sitting in bed with you when he popped the question quite literally out of nowhere

- you thought he was joking until he pulled out the ring

- eyes wide, you accepted

- man at the sight of you with that pretty ring on your finger...you were his

- he counted himself lucky in that moment and he even told you that, a rare moment of him not being small macho

- you called him a softy and he had to kiss you to shut you up

Vincent Sinclair

- the boy wanted to propose because he thought you would love it

- he was so precious about it before he even did it

- he had found a ring years ago that he liked and was going to save for a wax figure but he just ended up keeping it in his pocket

- one day he was looking at it and realized he had to give it to you. he felt like it was already yours

- he picked some wildflowers (he made Lester take him outside of town to find ones you didn’t see everyday and you know how hard it is for him to leave)

- he handed them to you one afternoon while you were cooking literally out of no where

- oh my gosh you were so surprised but said yes so quick

- the e x c i t e m e n t

- he really does love you so so much and you knew it

- now you had the ring he gave you to prove it

Lester Sinclair

- Lester is a very simplistic man but he does want you to understand that you’re special

- he’s never felt this way about anyone else so if he’s gonna be with you, he’s gonna do it fuckin right

- so he decided he should propose to you

- he managed, miraculously, find a ring around town somewhere when he was bringing in a new group of people

- was it from a victim? yes. did he pretend he didn’t know? yes.

- one night, just before the two of you were falling asleep, he told you you should go for a walk

- you were skeptical but did it anyway

- at the edge of town he proposed

- his words were jumbled and crude and slightly rushed (he hadn’t been expecting the nerves) but you got the gist

- never have you seen him so relived as when you said yes

- he showed bo the next day (who gave no general reaction other than ‘who gives a shit’) and then got to introduce you as his fiancé to all the new people he brought in which brought him such an unsurmountable amount of joy