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m E: *Takes Deep Breath* ME: I LOV-- anyone who has spent five seconds around me ever: yes, you love GHOST GAME, we get it okay, you love DIGIMON GHOST GAME, /GHOST GAME/ is a *NEW* brightest f*CKING Starshine in your life, you f*cking ADORE{/D} IT {/SINCE THE 1ST EP}, yes okay yes, you love GHOST GAME!!!, HOW many times are we gonna go through this, yOU F*CKING LOVE GHOST GAME ACTUALLY AND IT'S OK FOR YOU TO LOVE THE GHOST GAME SERIES AND CHARACTERS!!!!

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Thank you for reading. You're all so sweet for the support! I'm negl. I didn't expect people to read it, haha. I'm so shocked by the love.

Thankyou @bina-passion-fruit for the morning after idea! See her reblog of the first part for the gist. And please feel free to send in scenarios you could see these birbs end up in!

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The next day IS tense. The atmosphere has never been this suffocating.

Not in their own home.

Gaz sits curled up in Johnny's frame at the breakfast nook, head resting on the older mans shoulder, a deep frown setting into his face. His eyes are crusted a little, nose still deep red and cheeks puffy. He looks thoroughly exhausted, like he hasn't slept.

They all do.

Johnny has a cuppa sitting untouched. It's luke warm by now, but he can't bring himself to drink it. Face mirroring Gaz's, glaring down at the coffee like it has personally offended him. Every couple minutes, he huffs deeply, eyes darting away from the cup to glance around as if in thought, but he inevitably ends up gazing lost into his cup again.

Price and Simon are at the stove and counter. Quietly discussing things that need to be done for the day. There's lulls of silence in their convos, moments where their minds wander to the dove sleeping down the hall. Price feels guilt eating him alive. He's hunched a bit, chin tucked down in a clear sign of forlorn. Simon continues to run a hand up his spine soothingly, pressing closer to offer as much comfort as he can. But he can't deny the stabs of agony he, himself, feels.

It's raw. It sucks.

And Simon feels so fucking lost in this moment. He wants to gather all his mates in his arms (even you) and shush, coo, and coddle until there's nothing but purrs, chirps, and preened content lovers piled into a nest. He wants to scent you and rub you in their things to let you know you're safe and cared for now. He sees the trauma, the fear when Johnny reached for you. The self soothing you do by rubbing your arms.

He sees you. And in doing so, he sees himself. A scared fledgling unsure of the world, burned and bitten, spat upon by those who swore to love them.

Someone hurt you.

Tore at your feathers until you were too scared to take flight. And if Ghost ever gets a name he'd tear the motherfuckers wings from their spine.

The pitter patter of footsteps approaching the kitchen lifted them from their haze, four pairs of eyes snapping to you as you sleepily shuffled in. You wore a simple oversized t shirt and sweatpants to bed, hair rumpled from sleep, eyes and cheeks red and puffy from sleep. They can see the tear streaks dried from last night and it breaks their heart all over again.

Price makes the first move, taking a small step towards you with a plate held out. Buttered toast, sizzling eggs, and red srawberries sit on top.

"G'mornin' sweetheart, hope you slept well. 'Ve cooked some breakfast. There's coffee in the pot. Help yourself." Soft eyes gaze down at you. He's hunched inwards a little, head tilted down and the sweetest smile gracing his face. You feel very flustered, keenly aware of the 3 other sets of eyes intently watching.

Taking a deep breath, you offer a half smile, grasping the plate with slightly shaky hands.

"Uhm..t-thankyou, sir"

"John."

Wide doe eyes peer up at him, shock clear on your face. He feels his lips quirk at the sight.

"My mates call me John. Not sir. We're equal here, okay? You call me by my name." When his hand reaches out, you don't swat it away this time, only watching in marvel as he tucks hair behind your ears, crows feet aligning his kind eyes.

Taking a shaky breath, a soft, geniune smile spreads across your face, eyes darting to your feet and back up as you turn to the table. Johnny and Gaz are staring right at you, wings perked up. Gaz is quickest to his feet, pulling out a chair, a handsome grin settling on face. Pretty boy, you muse to yourself. Sitting down with a grateful smile and a hushed thankyou.

A hand reaches past your shoulder, jarring and unexpected. You whip your head up to see Simon offering a placate smile down at you, other palm face up to soothe. You tilt your head owlishly, blinking at him. It causes the older mans lips to quirk up on one side, brown eyes softening as he gazes down at you. He nods his head towards the table, and upon looking back to your plate, you realize he sat down a fork...oh.

Tears welled in your eyes, and a sniffle broke through. Simon's eyes widened a fraction, quickly backing away with both his hands raised, palm up.

"'M sorry luvie, didn't mean t'startle you."

It was sincere, filled with guilt. A small sob breaks past your lips. Johnny whines high in his throat, reaching out for your hand across the table, only to stop short, unsure if you'd appreciate the contact. His lips are once again pulled down, eyes saddened.

"Bonnie?..." Murmured so quietly into the air, the boys hold their breath, pulling their wings in to appear smaller. You wipe at your face again, sniffling, eyes glossy and cheeks rosy. And when you finally lifted your head, the last thing they expected was to see the brightest grin painted across your face, pure happiness shining, tear streaks lined with joy.

"No one's ever been so kind to me...thankyou. All of you."

Oh, dove, you haven't seen anything yet.

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How do men view you :

so this reading is for people who are attracted towards men regardless of their gender I hope you enjoy this reading

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Hi pile 1 men view you as someone who's person with innocent mind . Men view you as someone who doesn't like to get tied up be it work related or relationship related? Men view you as someone who doesn't like to be in control. They view you as someone who has their own fire like you don't need to borrow fire aka passion from someone to light your own candle . They view you as someone who's workaholic and doesn't like to get hindered by the situations around them ,you always like to keep working or moving . You are somone who's always busy or someone who like to be busy or just give the vibe of the busiest person who doesn't have time even for their family's important events. Men view you as someone who's a giver person or maybe people come to you to get advices on their important matters . You give great advices maybe in past you were king's advisor and great kings came to you for your advices on their important matters. Men view you as someone who's like a rising sun ,you add new shine to people's life . Men view you as someone who like to have their proper comfort time too like you've your fixed leisure time where you indulge in your self care and watch movies , grab somethings to eat [possibly fruits and cookies] ,wear your fav dressess acting like you're in movie ? Men are intrigued by your beauty pile 1 , they find you so feminine and pretty. You express your feminine energy in the best way possible. Some men may also view you as their muse . Some of you're incredibly knowledgeable. Please share your knowledge to the world . They're waiting for the mentor like you pile 1 . Men view you as someone who's isn't afraid of obstacles and hardships in life . You always thrive and come outta bad situations even more stronger than before . Men may also perceive you as someone who's like rose pretty but hard to get or protected by thorns maybe you've a certain boundaries set with men . You don't like to overshare about yourself! Men view you as their good companion.That's all pile 1 I hope you enjoy this reading.Wishing you best ,bless you and good luck 💗

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Hi pile 2 ,men view you as someone who's backstabber. Another possibility is that you're too kind and men like to backstab you you may take which that suits your taste ! Men view you as someone who's not too indulged in materialistic things they may view you as someone who's like a saint because of that . Men view you as someone who likes naturalness more than the artificialness . Like instead of decorating your house with artificial flower plants you may like to buy some real handpicked flowers and put them in your home . They may also view you as someone who works out a lot maybe your body is perfect and toned pile 2 . They also view you as someone who like to take care of their health physically. You may also like to go on hikings or just long walks on daily basis. There's also this possibility of you using your funds more often and resting at your home sleeping all day . Men view you as someone who likes to gossip or you're talk a lot my chatterboxs . They view you as someone who's like if your friend doesn't like this person and always curse you'll also curse them with them because your friend don't like them lol . Men view you as someone who always have enough so that you can rest for a while . Again an example: you earn so much in 2 months that you can rest for next 6 months without working or thinking about ways to earn . Men view you as someone who's go with the flow person . Men also view you as someone who's friendly with the animals or you may have pets at your home . There's also possibility of you having a backyar garden where lots of natural abundance grow and lots animal come there too . And you may like their sounds . Men may also view you as someone who's more like a night person who feels alive at night more precisely. They may also view you as person who likes to live in their imagination a lot more than in reality. That's all pile 2 I hope you enjoy this reading.Wishing you best ,bless you and good luck 💗I apologise if this reading was all over the place 😭

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💕 love ,jam

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Hello belle can I ask a joshua prompt with 11. "that’s not what you were saying last night."

Like they're playing any kind of board game and reader says something but joshua fights back with the prompt

Thankyou

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suggestive prompt #11: "that's not what you were saying last night."

joshua leaned forward, elbows resting on the coffee table as he watched you take your turn. the game wasn’t supposed to be this complicated, but somehow, the two of you had turned it into a battle of wits. your brow furrowed as you studied the board, lips pursed like you were calculating the trajectory of a rocket launch instead of where to move a pawn.

“you always take forever,” joshua teased, breaking the silence.

“i don’t,” you shot back without looking at him.

“you do. every single time.”

you rolled your eyes, finally picking up a piece and placing it. “there. happy?”

he hummed, tilting his head as he pretended to inspect the board. “bold choice. risky, even.”

“it’s a solid move,” you argued, leaning back against the couch.

“if you say so,” he said, a knowing smile tugging at his lips.

you narrowed your eyes at him. “what’s that supposed to mean?”

“nothing,” he replied, voice light and innocent.

“you’re the worst,” you muttered, grabbing the dice for your next roll.

“funny, that’s not what you were saying last night,” joshua said, his tone so casual it took a second for his words to land.

the dice slipped from your fingers, bouncing off the board as you froze. your head snapped up, eyes wide as you stared at him. “i—what?”

he leaned back, arms crossed as he grinned at you, clearly pleased with himself. “just saying. you didn’t seem to think I was the worst last night when you were—”

your face flushed instantly, the color creeping from your neck to your cheeks. “i dont know what you're talking about.” you say, cutting him off.

“you know exactly what I’m talking about,” he teased, his voice dropping just slightly.

“i don’t,” you said quickly, but your voice wavered, betraying you.

"do you need me to remind you then?" joshua shrugged, looking entirely too smug as he leaned in closer.

joshua’s fingers ghosted along your jaw, his touch featherlight as he tilted your chin up to meet his gaze. his eyes were warm, yet dark and intense, entirely focused on you.

you froze at the contact, your hands fumbling as you reached for the dice again. “we’re playing a game, joshua. focus.”

“oh, i’m focused,” he replied, his voice lower now.

“on the game,” you clarified, glancing at him with a glare that lacked any real heat.

he hummed, clearly putting no mind into your words as his hand moved to the side of your neck, his thumb resting against your pulse, which you knew was racing.

“you know,” he started, his voice dropping even lower, “i think you like making me work for it.”

“work for what?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper as he closed the last bit of space between you.

“this,” he replied, his lips brushing against yours lightly, teasingly, before pulling back just enough to make you chase him.

your breath hitched, and joshua’s smirk grew, his thumb brushing over your pulse again.

“you’re not being fair,” you muttered, your hands finding the front of his shirt, clutching the fabric as if it might ground you.

“me? unfair?” he asked, feigning innocence, though the way his lips ghosted over your skin—your cheek, the edge of your jaw, the curve of your neck—made it clear he knew exactly what he was doing.

“joshua,” you said, his name slipping out more like a plea than a protest.

he chuckled softly, the sound vibrating against your skin as he pressed a lingering kiss to the base of your throat.

“okay, okay,” he relented, his voice warm with amusement as he finally captured your lips in a kiss that was anything but teasing.

his hand on your neck slid to the back of your head, fingers tangling in your hair as he deepened the kiss, pulling you closer until there wasn’t any space left between you. your hands moved instinctively, sliding up to his shoulders, gripping him like he was the only solid thing in the room.

joshua kissed you like he had all the time in the world, slow and deliberate, his lips moving against yours in a rhythm that left you breathless. when he pulled back, it wasn’t far, his forehead resting against yours as he smiled—a small, private thing meant only for you.

“better?” he asked, his voice soft, his breath warm against your lips.

“better,” you replied, your own voice barely steady as you tried to catch your breath.

he didn’t give you long, his lips finding yours again, this time with a little more urgency, a little less restraint. his hands slid down to your waist, pulling you closer until you were practically in his lap, the kiss growing more heated with every second.

your fingers tangled in his hair, and he groaned softly against your lips, the sound sending a shiver down your spine. his hands gripped your hips, his touch firm but careful, like he wanted to hold you even closer but was still holding himself back.

when he finally pulled away, both of you were breathless, your foreheads still pressed together.

“you’re going to be the death of me,” he murmured, his voice low and slightly hoarse, his lips curling into a soft smile.

“you’re the one who started it,” you replied, your fingers still in his hair, your heart pounding so loudly you were sure he could hear it.

“and i’m not planning on stopping,” he said, his tone teasing, but his eyes told a different story—one of warmth, desire, and something deeper that made your breath catch all over again.

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Whumpee kneeled off to the side of Whumper's feet, listening to their conversation on the phone. Whumper didn't seem to happy when they hung up.

Whumpee silently groaned. Hoping and praying they could just disappear, or Whumper would forget about them until they cooled down.

"Don't move, stay quiet", they told themself, "don't be noticed."

"Pet", Whumper sighed.

"Shit!", Whumpee yelled inwardly.

"Pet come here", Whumper laid down on the couch and snapped their finger.

Whumpee crawled to Whumper's hand and waited for the next command.

Whumper patted Whumpee's head, which came as a surprise to Whumpee. They were completely ready to get slapped or something.

"Jump up here and lay on top of me", Whumper commanded, "I need some deep pressure, that conversation upset me."

Whumpee climbed on top of Whumper. This was a new command, and Whumpee was terrified, not knowing where this was going.

"Ok, go ahead and lay on top of me. Your head can go on my chest, yep just like that", Whumper patted their head again.

Whumpee could feel themselves shaking in fear. They were lying on top of Whumper, and their head was resting on their chest.

"No need to be nervous. You're not in trouble", Whumper sighed, "I need some deep pressure. My weighted blanket is not heavy enough for what I need, so you are going to help me with that. Am I clear?"

"Yes master", Whumpee whispered trying to calm the shaking.

Whumper started to run their fingers through Whumpee's hair, and scratch and massage their scalp and neck. They even went as far as to massage and scratch under the collar.

Whumpee didn't want to admit it, but they would stay there forever if Whumper would keep doing this.

Whumper started to rub Whumpee's ears. They laughed a little when Whumpee moaned during the ear massage.

"I guess I know how to get you to melt into my hands", Whumper glanced down as they rubbed Whumpee's ears, "are you enjoying yourself?"

"Y-yes master", Whumpee sighed, "thankyou for your kindness and mercy."

"I've been thinking about doing this for a while, sometimes that blanket isn't enough", Whumper looked down again, "this is actually helping."

Whumpee relaxed their body.

"Oh yes this is definitely helping", Whumper smiled, "I guess you have a new use pet, weighted blanket 2.0."

Whumper started to get heavy eyed, as did Whumpee. Whumper's hand stilled while scratching under Whumpee's collar, so their fingers held onto it. Whumpee rested their cheek against Whumpers chest, and dozed off.

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[sunarc]

After Hours

𝖘𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖊 1

toji x reader

Synopsis: What happens when you meet someone willing to make all you naughty dreams come true?

CW: virginity loss, corruption kink, size kink, alcohol consumption, shy reader, toji is a player, cum eating, Shiu is being a daddy in this per usual, modern au, afab reader, bar owner toji, 5.1k words, please let me know if i missed anything

A/N:I’m so happy to present day 1 of Kinktober!!! I’m so excited for y’all to read please enjoy!

You sipped your drink to the sound of rock music playing loudly from the speakers. You watched as hot sweaty bodies crowded around a pool table swinging money in the air while yelling out bets. The bar was lively, it was loud and there you sat, quietly at the end of the bar, watching everyone, enjoying the show. The bar had people from all walks of life come through. Some would come through and tell you stories you could never imagine, some telling you of where they were headed and some just a little sleezy looking for a quick fuck. You were never the type for hookups. You honestly couldn’t imagine being with a random stranger for one fun night. You enjoyed being in this space. It was fun to see so many different people and get to experience another’s life just for a few minutes.

“I can’t possibly imagine doing something so scary like that” you said, shocked listening to the story being told by the big figure sitting in front of you smoking a cigarette.

“You wouldn’t believe all of the crazy things I’ve done sweetheart” he pulled a long drag from his cigarette then turned to you.

“You got any stories?” he asked

“Who? Me? I- uh no I don’t really do much” you fumbled over your words suddenly becoming nervous by the question.

It was true, you didn’t really do much. You were honestly as innocent as they come. You didn’t drink, not because you thought it was bad but more so because the taste of alcohol was quite repulsive. You had never had a boyfriend before, hell you had never engaged in sex before. You just never found someone worth giving yourself away to. The idea was honestly scary. Having to get naked and show your body to another person was honestly scary yet something about it felt so intriguing. Something about sleeping with someone and having them take you in ways you wouldn’t dare speak about out loud was almost thrilling. You shook the thought away.

“I really mostly like to just hear about other people’s stories, I find them fascinating really.” You said, giving a shy smile.

He nodded his head silently taking in your words.

“Hm, I guess I could understand” he took a drag finishing his cigarette. “But what about living?”

You gave a confused look.

Living?

“What do you mean, I am living?” the question almost sounded silly

“No, you're listening to other people live. You’re basically living vicariously through other people.” He scoffed. “Why not enjoy the thrills of life yourself instead of hearing it from other people?”

The question left you speechless. You sat staring at the man's mouth slightly open unsure of what to say.

Why weren’t you living?

You went to work and came to this hole in the wall bar every night just to listen to stories and drink juice. When were you going to be the one telling the stories?

“You bothering my customers Shiu?” a loud voice interrupted your thoughts.

Toji, the bar owner, walked over to the two of you cleaning a glass with a smirk.

“Bothering? I could never. I think that might be your job.” he chuckled.

“How you doing pretty? Need another drink?” Toji asked, looking down at your almost empty glass.

“Hi Toji, I’m well today. I’d love another juice thankyou” you said smiling softly.

Ever since you first walked into the bar Toji had been as kind as ever. His smile was always inviting. He was tall, buff and handsome. He always left you feeling starstruck as he moved behind the counter muscles flexing in his tight shirt smiling handsomely at customers as they handed him large tips. He always gave you free drinks mostly because you only ordered juice. He was even nice enough to let you stay after closing and keep him company while he cleaned and told you stories of before he owned the bar.

“Your friend wasn’t bothering me” you said as he handed you a full glass. “I was probably bothering him,” you laughed.

Toji smiled and leaned forward on his elbows.

“I’m sure a pretty girl like you could never bother anyone.”

You looked down smiling at the remark. Toji was a big flirt with everyone. If a pretty girl walked in and looked like she had big pockets he would somehow always flirt his way into an unusually large tip.

“I was just offering a little advice,” Shiu said as he pulled out another cigarette, putting it between his lips.

“Last time you gave someone advice they died” Toji commented as he fixed a drink for a regular.

“They took it a little too literally, that isn’t my fault” he lit the cigarette pulling a long drag.

The two bantered back and forth arguing over his advice.

“He actually told me something really helpful” You interrupted.

“Oh yeah and what was it exactly?” Toji leaned over the counter dangerously close to you. He bit his lip as he stared at you waiting for you to answer. You shied away suddenly feeling nervous under his gaze.

“I- well it was just about me living life that’s all” you stumbled over your words.

Toji smirked at you

“Now why would he say such a thing doll?” he seemed intrigued as he sat up and poured a shot for himself and Shui.

“I guess , well , I’m just not living out my fantasies…” your voice died out towards the end of your sentence.

“Not living out your fantasies?” Toji rested his head in his hand with a smirk playing on his face.

“Tell me more about that” his voice was low as he asked for more. You sat in front of him watching his movements almost hypnotized by the way he spoke so smoothly. Toji was an intimidating guy. No matter how many nights you spent sitting chatting with him about any and everything you never failed to grow nervous under his dark gaze.

“I uh I shouldn’t talk too much about it” you let out a nervous chuckle.

Toji sat up letting out a small sigh.

“All right then, keep your secrets,” he laughed.

You gave a shy smile before sipping your drink. It would have been hard to admit in front of two obviously attractive men that you fantasized about losing your virginity. The topic seemed so taboo. You could imagine them pushing for more details. Why hadn’t you lost your virginity? What are you waiting for? Are you some kind of saint, too good for sex?None of the above. The right person just hasn’t come along yet, someone to send chills through your body just from their voice. You wanted someone who would make you feel something, someone worth it. You sat in silence stuck on the previous conversation. You hadn’t noticed the bar slowly emptying out. Drunk bodies stumbled out slurring words as they called their rides.

“You sticking with me, pretty girl?” Toji’s voice interrupted your thoughts.

You nodded your head with a small smile, it wouldn’t hurt having another late night conversation with Toji while he closed.You looked around noticing Shui pulling out his last cigarette before throwing back the rest of his drink.

“I’m leaving you, two have a good night” he turned to you “I meant what I said live a little, kid”

“Hey what about me Shiu got any advice for me ?” he teased

Shiu walked to the door before turning around

“Hm, actually yes, go to hell” he smirked and left without another word.

Toji scuffed as he wiped down the counter.

“Asshole,” he mumbled.

You laughed at the encounter and looked around at the now empty bar. It was nice to look at apart from the scattered beer and glasses. The bar had nice decor, it was one of the main factors that attracted you to the place.

“So any new stories for me?” you asked, watching as Toji came from behind the counter with a broom sweeping the place.

“You like my stories that much?” he asked, half his attention on you, half on cleaning.

“You spun around on the bar stool laughing to yourself at the childish action.

“I think you have fun things to say” you thinking to yourself for a moment “And well I guess I really like your voice” you mumbled the last part.

Toji chuckled, stopping his actions. He looked at you with a smirk.

“You like my voice huh?”

You looked away suddenly embarrassed by your confession.

“I mean well you- it” you stammered

“It’s okay doll” Toji walked closer to you lowering his voice in the process.

“I could talk all you want” he said “ But I’d more so like to hear something about you” he said as he came close standing between your legs as you sat facing him on the stool.

“Something about me?” you asked slightly confused.

“Yeah, I mean you sit with me while I clean all the time and you listen to me go on and on about stories for days yet, you never talk to me about yourself.” he said leaning closer to you.

Your breath hitched feeling the heat from his body as he closed the space between you two.

“For example I’d love to continue that conversation from earlier, you know the one about those fantasies of yours.”

He leaned down eye level to you just a breath away. His lips were only inches away from yours. You wanted to lean in just to see how soft his lips would be. Would he taste like alcohol or something sweeter? How soft would his lips be? You leaned into him only for him to reach behind you picking up the spray bottle and rag. He walked away with a smirk and began wiping down tables.

“Talk to me doll” he said “ I mean I’ve told you so many things before it's only fair you tell me a secret or two” his voice was sensual. It sent tingles through your body to your core. You crossed your legs squeezing tight at the sound.

“Well” you said contemplating if you should speak your thoughts.

Toji stopped his cleaning to look at you

“It's just us two here, you can tell me anything” he said softly.

You looked around as if you’d somehow find someone sitting in the corner listening in. To no surprise the room was empty apart from Toji’s large muscular body standing a few feet away from you.

“I guess I just fantasize about losing my virginity,” you said, voice fading away.

You felt embarrassed at your confession. You wanted to hide away. Lose your virgin, what a foolish fantasy. Why not something like travel the world or start a business, that’s a real fantasy but no there you sat legs crossed squeezed searching for friction. “I mean- well there's more but I well” your words seemed to scramble as you spoke. Toji stood in front of you smiling at your truth.

“I think that’s a cute fantasy.” he said

He leaned against the table and folded his arm.

“I’d love to hear more about this…” he bowed his head, hiding his smile, “fantasy,” he said finishing his sentence.

“What? More?” you almost yelled shocked by his words

He licked his lips while making eye contact.

“Yeah” he repeated “More”

He got up from the table and began to roam around the room with a sigh.

“I mean there’s gotta be something more to this little fantasy of yours”

He walked over to you fiddling with the edge of your skirt. His fingers brushed against your skin making you feel hot all over.

“What is it, do you have some fantasy of getting tied up for your first time?”

His fingers danced across your skin. He looked down concentrated on his hand movements.

“Or do you just want a nice big cock to stretch you out?”

His words went straight to your core. You were too shocked by the vulgarity of it all to say anything. No one had ever spoken to you like that before. No one’s words had ever made you throb the way his did.He chuckled at your silence. Toji stepped away and went back to cleaning. You almost had the urge to snatch his arm and drag him back to you. You could never see yourself being that brave though.

“Well what about you?” you muttered too shy to speak up.

“Hm? Me?” he asked looking up from his task.

“Oh well I’ve got a few fantasies I guess” He stood with a concentrated look thinking about his own fantasies.

Your mind was running a relay race imagining the lewd words that could possibly come from him. At the same time you wondered what he could possibly fantasize about? What had he not done? You leaned forward intrigued with what he would say.

“Tell me,” you said, eyes wide with interest.

He laughed at your eagerness

“You really wanna know?” he asked, leaning against the table.

You nodded your head, excitement coursing through you.

“I do,” you said in a hushed voice.

Toji walked to you leaving his rag behind. His footsteps seemed so loud in the empty room. He filled up so much space with confidence alone.

“I guess I have that same fantasy”

His finger traced your jawline while his eyes stared deep into yours.

“I’ve been thinking about it alot lately,” he said as he licked his lips. “I can't stop thinking about how good it would feel stretching out a fresh virgin hole. The thought of making someone so innocent beg for my cock while I fuck them dumb” his bit his lip and looked down towards your plump ones “That shit just drives me crazy doll”

Your breath hitched as he spoke. You couldn’t help the throbbing that went to your core. The thought of having someone like Toji give you everything you ever desired sent shivers through you. You knew he’d make you feel better than any toy you had could ever make you feel. The way his lips looked so wet and soft, the way his muscles strained against his shirt, how he always smelled good always made your heart beat so hard you were sure he could hear. You sat starstruck, unable to form the words you wanted to say. Hell, you didn’t even know what to say. Would you beg him to fuck you, to take your virginity right then and there? Would you tell him that's nice and try to change the subject? No you had to take chances,

Live a little kid

You heard Shiu’s words replay in your mind like a record.

Now was the time to live a little.

“You got something on your mind?” Toji asked as if he was just waiting for you to say the word.

“I can help” the words flew out your mouth at the speed of light.

You wanted to hide away after hearing yourself. Help what? Clean? You couldn't pull yourself together.

Toji hummed satisfied with your answer.

“You want to help?” he asked “Are you asking me to bend you over and fuck you in this bar?”

He leaned in to whisper the words in your ear. Hearing him say it out loud almost felt wrong.

“I do- I mean I am- wait I mean” you fumbled over your words too overcome with embarrassment to function.

Toji’s laughter caught you off guard. He grabbed you by the jaw and pulled you in for a kiss. The kiss was wet. He tasted so sweet even though he had been drinking. His lips were soft. So soft you felt yourself melting into him. Your hands gripped the side of the stool almost tearing at the leather. Toji’s hand moved down to your neck pulling you closer to deepen the kiss. His kiss was delicate yet was filled with hunger. His fingers danced up your skirt feeling the heat between your legs.

“No panties huh, you’re not as innocent as i thought” he smiled as he inched his fingers closer to your core feeling the way you were practically leaking.

“This can’t possibly be your first go around. You come in wearing these short skirts” he pressed a kiss to your neck and licked a long strip up to your jaw.

“You're wearing nothing underneath. I bet you were just begging for someone like me to peek and see that pretty little pussy dripping all over my seats.”

You were left in a daze from his fingers just barely brushing against where you needed him most to how he sucked your neck leaving your skin feeling raw. His scent filled your every waking being. He was all that you could feel, see, touch, smell. It was almost as if he had become the only person left in the world and all that you wanted was for him to touch you; to touch you in ways no one had ever done before. You needed him. Your mind was desperately pleading for him to slip his fingers inside of you, to feel your gummy walls and finally give you the pleasure that you were desperately clinging onto him for.

“Please touch me” you whimpered out.

Your voice felt so weak. You were so needy for him, your fingers dug into his arm pulling him closer.

“Such a needy little thing” he chuckled

His fingers moved along your legs teasing you with every touch.

“I need more than that love. Where do you need me” he voiced with his head still in the crook of your neck sucking and licking at your skin.

You grabbed his hand, dragging it up your thigh to place it between your folds. Words seemed to fail you so taking action was your only choice.

“Here”

Toji smiled at your courage. His fingers maneuvered up and down your core feeling how wet you were. He rubbed soothing circles onto the bundle of nerves earning him a soft moan from you.

“Have you ever been stuffed with someone’s fingers?” he asked in a low voice

You shook your head while meeting his eyes.Toji free hand grabbed your jaw.

“Words Princess”

“No,” you whimpered.

Your answer seemed to have a strong effect on him. The thought of watching your innocence slip away from you at his hand was enough to have his cock straining against his pants.

“I’m gonna put a finger in and I’ll let you know each time I do just so you don’t get all shy on me when your pussy’s sucking my fingers in” he smiled.

His thumb kept a steady pace rubbing quick circles while he slipped his first finger into your hole.

“That’s it” he said, rocking his finger in and out of your eyes watching the way your mouth widened to an ‘o’ shape while moans spilled past your lips.

“You like that?” He placed a wet kiss on your lips.”Pussy feels so tight baby, I wonder how you’re gonna take my cock”

You let out a whine while your hips grinded down onto his hand.

“More please, I need more”

Toji’s eyes lit up at your words.

“Oh? My nasty girl wants more huh” He smirked “I’m putting in a second finger now dirty girl, I’ll give you what you want”

His second finger slipped in with ease. A gasp escaped your lips as he filled you up groaning at the way your hole squeezed around his fingers.

“So wet for me doll.” His breath ghosted against your lips as his fingers continued to fuck in and out of you making a mess below you. You let out weak moans and gasp. This feeling of his fingers massaging your gummy walls was something you had never experienced before. You felt the world revolving around you. Your heart was racing in your chest. Everything seemed so loud at that moment. The way his breaths sounded sharp as his fingers picked up speed. The drips of water from the sink he had left running after washing dishes, The cars speeding by not noticing how you were falling apart giving yourself away to him. If a car were to slow down just for a few seconds it would have been so easy to just peek into the window to see how your legs were spread open. Your hips were grinding down onto him. It would have been so easy just to see how much of a mess you were making for his fingers. That seemed to send a thrill through you, having some unknown stranger turn their head and watch you lose your virginity and take a cock for the first time.

“God, it feels so good” you let out a loud gasp unable to contain yourself.

The feeling of him dipping his fingers into you was so overwhelming you thought you might lose your mind. You had never touched yourself like this before. You always stayed away from fucking your self with you fingers to afraid to stick a finger in always preferring to massage your clit. Little did you know the desire and pleasure that would come with having someone shove their fingers deep into you, you were practically drooling from the feeling. You felt a pit forming in your stomach the feeling so foreign all you could do was moan and curse about how good he felt.

“Come on doll” Toji rasped out “ Give it to me, make me proud, show me how pretty you look making a mess on my fingers.”

His words were enough to send you spiraling. You let out loud unfiltered moans. This was new, something better than ever. You wanted- no craved more. This feeling of ecstasy felt like a drug taking over you. You let out heavy breathes as you came down from your high.

“Don’t think we’re done just yet doll, I want you to take your first cock” Toji said as he lifted you bringing you to the table he had just wiped down.

He pulled your shirt up exposing your breast and pulled a nipple into his mouth. You let out a long moan feeling his hot tongue swivel around your nipple. His mouth felt so warm. His hand squeezed and massaged your other breast as he let out a groan. He pulled your skirt off and threw it in a nearby corner.

“You won't be needing that” He said as he took your body in.

He pulled his cock free from his pants and your eyes went wide. Not only was he big, he was thick. You sat staring with a slack jaw fearful that his two fingers weren’t enough to make him fit. He stroked his cock as he rubbed circles on your clit.

“Look at what you do to me doll” he said, voice strained. “Got me so fucking hard I can’t wait to make your pussy cream”

He pushed you down so that your back was laying flat against the table. His arms wrapped around your thighs to pull you to the edge of the table. He rubbed the tip of his cock against your clit sending shivers through your body.

“Look at you, being so good for me, you ready to take your first cock” he licked his lips staring at your glistening cunt “You ready to make a real mess for me baby?”

The tip of his cock prodded at your hole just barely entering.

“It- It’s too big” you whimpered watching as he held his cock rubbing it through your folds.

“Don’t worry doll, I’ll make it fit” he said, eyes never leaving your hole.

He inched his cock into you achingly slowly watching how your pussy sucked him in taking all that he was giving you. Toji’s eyes rolled back, feeling how tight you were squeezing around him. He had known you'd be tight but never did he imagine you’d have him ready to cum just from sinking himself into you. He stilled inside of you just admiring the warmth and tightness of you. He took a deep breath to gather himself.

“Fuck you feel so good” he whispered the words and you almost didnt hear him.

“I’m gonna take it nice and slow for you princess”

He moved his hips in a slow motion watching the way your face moved from being scrunched up in pain to eyes rolling back enjoying the pleasure of being stuffed full.

“You like that shit” he asked as he rolled his hips into you slowly. His cock felt so delicious inside of you. You wanted this feeling forever. He filled you up so perfectly. You couldn’t fathom the idea of having anyone else fill you up like this. The way his hips rolled into yours meeting your hips with a soft slap left you gasping for air.

“Breathe baby breath” he rubbed soothing circles into your hips.

You sucked in a shaky breath not realizing you had been holding your breath focusing solely on the pleasure of him.

“Come on baby let me hear those moans, I want to hear how you sound taking your first cock” he squeezed your hips as he rocked into you. Toji was holding back. He bit his lip trying to contain himself. He didn’t want to destroy you for your first time. It was taking everything in him not to absolutely wreck you. He made a mental note to himself that the next time he stuffed his cock into you, he’d leaving you a drooling fucked out mess but for now he would be content with just watching the way you’d fall apart taking him your first time.

“Tell me how it feels” he leaned down to pepper wet kisses from your collar to your neck. “First time being so full, tell me where you feel me baby talk to me”

You could barely breathe properly and now you were trying to form sentences.

“So good ugh I feel it all in my tummy it's so big” you slurred.

Your moans were so loud any person walking by would have a perfect show to watch. You couldn’t find it in yourself to care about any lingering stares that could possibly be watching through the window. Your mind wandered off to thoughts of someone sneaking looks through the window, digging their hand in their pants and getting off to you creaming on your first cock. What a lewd thought. Your whimpers seemed to repeat like a broken record. You couldn’t help but moan and beg him for more.

“Faster please I need more” you whimpered, hardly able to contain yourself as you bucked your hips upwards into him.

“You sure doll, I don't think I’ll be able to stop if I do” his voice was gruff as he fucked you in a slow pace.

“Please” you begged “I need you so bad”

Toji bit his lip. He grabbed your legs pulling them up so your ankles could rest on his shoulder. He rubbed your stomach feeling where his cock was inside of you. His hands massaged your skin as he grabbed your calf kissing your ankle.

“Be a good girl and take everything I give you then, hm?”

His cocked slammed into you at a pace you did not expect. His hips met yours with a loud slap. Toji’s eyes scanned your body watching every movement. Your back arched off the table as you moaned so loud your voice echoed off the walls.

“Look so pretty taking cock” he groaned “ Mean to tell me I’m the first one to get to see you like this”

His thrust were relentless slamming into you “This sight is too pretty to share.” His thumb rubbed circles onto your clit as he rocked his hips into you.

“That’s it taking me so well doll” His words were going straight to your core.

You could barely form sentences, only strained moans and slurred versions of his name. Your body seemed to fall apart for him. The table under you rocked back and forth with his thrust. If you had half a mind you would be worried that it would break but all you could think of was how you were about to cum. You felt a warmth in your stomach as he fucked you.

“Come one Princess I want you to cum with me. I want to see how messy you get for the first time” his words had your eyes rolling back. You felt so weak barely able to do anything but cum on his cock. Your body didn’t feel like yours. You had never came so hard in your life. He was covered in your juices, soaked from all that you had to give him. Toji’s eyes were looking down focused on the way his cum mixed with yours covered his cock. His movements slowed as he fucked the cum inside of you.

“I don’t like being wasteful” he said as two fingers covered in cum moved between your lips. You sucked his fingers obediently without a second thought. You were in such a daze you would have done anything for him.

“You were so good for me” his voice was low as he leaned down placing kisses on your lips.

Toji felt his heart growing warm. He had never felt so soft for someone before.With any other girl who would have already been zipping up his pants and ordering them a ride but for you it felt different. He wanted to fulfill every fantasy you had. He wanted to be the only one watching you cum. It was either him or nothing at all. You were just too perfect to share. From the way your chest moved trying to catch your breath to the way your plump lips sat open wet from drool had his heart feeling like it might beat out of his chest.

“I want to make all those nasty fantasies of yours come true.” He whispered, kissing your skin cock still stuffed inside of you.

“I want to be the only one to get to see you like this”

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𝗹𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗮 - 𝗮.𝗽𝘂𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮𝘀

summary: in a world where everyone knows alexia, it’s nice for her to meet someone who doesn’t know alexia

𖦹 masterlist

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗔𝗥 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗤𝗨𝗜𝗘𝗧 for once, a rare wednesday night the one time i didn't have to run around serving drinks in a frenzy.

there was a couple of people, groups at different tables in the building, but very few at the actual bar. i was wiping down the surface and stocking some liquors when someone walked up to the bar. i put the rag down that i was cleaning with and turn to the woman.

"what can i get you, ma'am?" the blonde looks at me, her faded pink strands framing her face. "just a rum and coke, por favor." (please.)

she looks tired, drained. when i slide the drink over to her, she looks up with a small smile on her face. "gracias." (thank you.)

"de nada." (you’re welcome.)

i use the small amount of spanish i know from living in the country for a couple of months. she perks up when i speak in her native tongue. i give a small smile in response and she grins. her smile is beautiful, it makes her face light up.

"do you know much spanish?" the woman speaks again.

"no not much. i've only been here for a couple of months." that seems to surprise her.

"how old are you?"

"twenty, i turn twenty-one in five months."

we keep chatting, the bar stayed quiet as some people filtered in and out and i served a couple drinks. i learned that the women was twenty-nine and she loves women's football. we had that in common, but i watched it a lot less as i had uni during the days and worked the night shifts at the bar.

"when do you clock off?"

"my shift finishes at 12, i'm on close today."

"i can wait for you." i glance up at her, kind of surprised why she'd want to wait until 12 for a stranger to get off work. "just to walk you home?"

she follows up in hopes of not making it awkward. i smile at her eagerness. "i'd like that."

it was a very uneventful three hours of waiting until i could go home, but the woman, whose name i still did not know, stayed with me the whole time. we talked most of the time, and occasionally when i had to serve some customers she would just scroll on her phone.

about an hour out from closing, i started on the tasks that needed to be done before i left.

"i'm going to start cleaning the place before we close." i let the woman know and left the bar to get the mop and other supplies. "bien." (okay.)

after the half hour it took me to mop all the floors, i returned to move all the drinks under the bar into storage.

finally i was done and it was time for me to go home.

"we can go now, i've done everything i need to."

we left the building and i locked the door with the key i had in my bra. it was the only place i knew i wouldn't loose it. we walked in comfortable silence for a bit, when i remember i didn't know her name.

"y'know, you never did tell me your name."

there was a block of silence before she answered.

"ah.., yea. there's a reason for that. i'm, i guess, what you would consider famous. alexia putellas, nice to meet you."

i knew i'd heard that name before, then it clicked; the spanish footballer. "alexia as in barcelona women?" she nodded sheepishly.

"okay."

i didn't mind that she was famous, it didn't change anything. i knew alexia from the conversation we had in the bar, not that fact that she was a famous spanish footballer.

"okay? you don't care that i'm famous?"

"i do, but it's not what i'm basing you off. i got to know the alexia in the bar, not alexia putellas, football legend. i like you for you, not your fame."

alexia flicked her hair away from her face and smiled down at me. "thankyou."

"for what?"

"for not treating me like every other celebrity. for seeing me as an actual person." i almost teared up at how she worded it but smiled at her still. we had been walking for a bit and made it to my street. we walked up to the apartment block and up to where my room was.

"did you want to maybe stay the night? y'know, just because you walked all this way." i unlocked the door with my other key and waited for alexia to answer.

"you haven't told me your name yet." it was not the answer i was expecting but i told her anyway.

"yn. me llamo yn yln." (my name is yn yln.)

"well, yn, i would love to stay the night."

and with that, we both walked into the apartment and i shut and locked the door.

[gemstone-roses]

Christmas fic party request:

Where reader is an fbi tech (post red John) and shoots her shot at Jane at the Xmas party. Smut. Lots of smut. Very comforting because I just imagine him being SO lovely. Age difference mentioned.

Patrick Jane x female reader

Summary: your feeling brave, the man you’ve been pining for is older than you, surely he’s not interested in you, right? Smut. 18+ only,protected sex, praise kink, lots of praise, eye contact , so much praise ugh I’m mad for this man okay! I’m begging people to send in more requests for him 🙏🙏

Warnings: explicit smut, 18 plus ONLY. Smut, protected sex, praise kink x10. Fingering. Pet names, Minors be gone from here!

A:N - I’m super proud of this one. Thankyou for requesting I hope you liked it 🥹🥹please feel free to request more for Patrick Jane too!! ❤️

The wince on your face as you glance around the room is prominent. You only came tonight for one reason. And he’s not here.

Your colleagues are busy getting merry, rigsby and van pelt wearing matching Christmas jumpers and paper hats. The music is so loud you can feel it coursing through you.

Jane had seen your mood dip around the holidays and he had made you promise you would at least show your face. You agreed solely because he said he would accompany you and your heart fluttered at his offer. The small touch he left on your elbow, the reassurance in his face when he said ‘I’ll be with you the whole time’ had you screaming internally.

You weren’t the newest member of the team, but you were quite a bit younger than Jane, and as he is so observant you did your absolute best to keep your crush on him secret.

It had been a long few years.

Fed up of the party, you duck out and find yourself wandering straight into something tall and hard.

Patrick

“Oh shit I’m so- you start, blinking at him as you try and play it off.

“Are you okay?” He asks rubbing your arm soothingly.

It seems your brain has short circuited as you just stare at him, he looks good, so good.

“Hey” he says softly, moving his hand to cup your face.

“Hey Jane” you squeak out, praying he can’t tell how flustered you are.

His brows crease at you, his thumb runs across the curve of your cheek and you cannot take this anymore so you bring your hand up to connect with the hand that’s on your face.

His eyes bore into yours as you wait for him to pull his hand away.

But he doesn’t.

“Jane, I- I need to tell you something I - you whisper closing your eyes as you speak.

“I know” he says lowly

“You what!” You say, horrified, eyes shooting open as heat rises to your face.

You try and turn away but he stops you, hands flying to your waist, gripping tightly.

Your lips part slightly as you take in the man in front of you. He smiles, leans forward and

Runs his thumb across your lip and once again your brain short circuits, you think you might die right there. There’s no way he doesn’t feel the way your pulse starts picking up and your eyes blow wide at his action.

“Jane?” You ask, voice cracking

“Yeah honey?” His voice slightly deeper, it makes your pussy clench and your heart soar.

“I love you” you say, and for a moment you panic thinking he doesn’t feel the same and then he closes his eyes and sighs, before pulling you in closer

“You don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear that” he growls.

He searches your face for any kind of hesitation and you nod, he smiles as he shakes his head.

“Use your words my darling”

“Hurry up and kiss me, please” you whine,

Your breath hitches as he cups your face again and brings his lips to yours. His lips are soft, he presses into you as he deepens the kiss.

You can’t help but let out a moan as he presses into you, it’s comforting, safe, and leaves you wanting more.

“Patrick” you whisper, as he reluctantly breaks the kiss, his hand comes back to cup your face, finger stroking slowly down your cheek.

“You okay?” He checks.

You nod a bit too quickly, and he chuckles.

“Shall we, go somewhere more private?” He whispers as he leans in to place a feather light kiss to your neck.

“God, yes” you mutter. He grabs your hand instantly and leads you up to his room above the office.

“It’s cold in here” you mutter as he shuts the door to his living space, instantly his arms are around you again, catching your lips in a searing kiss he cages you against the wall. One of his arms rest on the wall, the other tracing down to your waist. Your chest heaves as he teases his fingers up and down underneath your shirt.

“Please” you whine and he smirks, dipping his hand beneath the waistband.

“God your dripping” he murmurs rubbing your throbbing pussy through your panties. You clench your thighs together at his actions, and his words.

“Jane” you croak, desperate, needy.

“I love the sound of my name falling from your lips” he breathes, making you look at him before moving your panties and sliding in a finger.

It’s agonisingly slow, and of course Patrick can tell your getting frustrated with his teasing.

He speeds up a bit before adding another finger, your walls flutter around his fingers.

“Mm, Jane fuck” you whisper, he increases the pressure and starts to curl his fingers up as they enter you. His thumb comes to circle your clit and he catches your moan with a kiss.

“D-don’t stop” you moan as he presses his thumb into your clit as he curls his fingers hitting your G spot.

“Oh OH god” you whine

“That’s it honey” he soothes, breaking the kiss as your walls clench around his fingers.

“Jane” you say as you feel your orgasm approaching

“Come for me, that’s it, good girl” he says as he curls his fingers once more and you see stars as your orgasm crashes over you.

He holds you steady, fingers lazily pushing in and out of you as he fingers you through your orgasm.

“You okay”? He whispers placing a gentle kiss to your forehead. You nod and he pulls you into his embrace.

“God that was- incredible” you pant, leaning in to give him a kiss.

He pulls you gently towards his bed.

He pushes you gently and you fall back

“Lie down” he whispers, he’s out of breath and it’s so arousing you can’t help the throb that courses through you.

Patrick unbuttons his suit jacket, hanging it up on the chair he climbs on top of you. Once again you feel safe within his presence.

His arms come to rest on either side of your head, he looks down at you, a soft smile on his face.

“Stop it” you say, trying to turn away from his stare.

“Don’t, don’t do that, your beautiful, let me see you yeah?” he tilts your face to look at him, as if you could love this man any more.

“Would you like to stop?” He asks and his face tells you that he would not mind one bit if you said yes, which just makes your heart pound faster in your chest.

“No, I’d very much like to continue” you say. And Jane runs his hand across your face, smiling.

You can feel Jane’s cock pressing into your leg through his jeans and you shift your hips slightly. He sucks in a breath as you sit up to undo his belt.

You do it slowly, payback. But it doesn’t last long as he ends up pulling it off himself before guiding you to lie back down.

He stands up and removes his pants before coming back and resting his hands at the top of yours.

He waits.

You nod.

He pulls down your pants and can’t help but moan at the wet patch in the middle of your underwear.

Your breath hitches as he leans down and presses his lips into your clothed pussy and hooks his fingers in the line of your panties and pulls them down.

Jane frees his hard cock from his boxers and it springs up against his stomach. A drop of precum glistening on the head.

You clench your thighs at the sight. Jane reaches for the condom under his bed and rolls it down.

He pumps his cock a few times before lining up with your entrance.

You breathe in as you prepare.

Jane’s hand find your clit once more,he watches your face as his fingers circle your clit. You relax slightly as he continues his actions.

“Hey” he says softly

“I’m okay” you say.

“Take a deep breath for me darling” he places one hand on your lower stomach and the other wraps around his cock.

You do, and he slides his cock into you, slowly.

“Good girl, keep breathing for me” he soothes as he pushes his cock all the way in. Your breath catches in your throat as he pushes deeper into you.

“Keep looking at me” he says and you throb around him.

“You’re doing so good for me” he praises as he goes to rub your clit again.

“Patrick” you whisper

“Can you- I need you to go-

“I know, I know” he coos, rubbing your hips with his hand,

“I’ll go slow, I got you” he soothes before thrusting into you slowly. One of his hands is still splayed across your stomach.

“Mmhm” you whine.

“You feel so good around my cock like this” he says, pushing his cock in and out, he feels you clench around him as he speaks.

You close your eyes as he angles himself a little differently, still thrusting slowly, but his cock is hitting your g spot.

“Patrick- fuck” you choke out.

“Mm, you make the prettiest sounds” he breathes, every moan out of you sending him closer to release.

He moves his hand from your stomach as he reaches for your puffy clit, gently applying pressure as he thrusts into you.

“Patrick, I’m-

“Look at me, good girl, come for me, come all over my cock” he encourages as he presses into you again.

You hear him groan just as his cock twitched inside you and your pussy clenches,

Your toes curl and you see stars as your orgasm washes over you. Your ears ring as you hear muffled praise falling from Patrick’s mouth as you come down from your high.

“So good for me, you did so good, you’re incredible my love” he soothes, rubbing gentle circles into your hip.

You whimper underneath him. He places his hands on either side of your face.

“Jane, that was - god that was perfect you say a lazy smile painting your face. A big smile lights up his face, “I love you” he says, placing a gentle kiss to your lips.

“I’ve wanted to say that for a very long time” he admits.

“Me too” you say shy all of a sudden, turning your face from him.

He tuts

“No honey, what did I say about doing that, now, I’ll get you a warm towel and some water and I’ll be back in a moment” he soothes as he gets up.

And you, couldn’t be happier.

[clarkeyhill]

Borders| George Clarke pt2

(Several parts)

Smut|Fluff

You'd started your makeup, working around the colours you were wearing, your eyes smoky and your lips coated in red. The wrap of your dress pulled you in like hourglass, your cherry hair draping down your back in loose curls. You were ready.

[outfit & hair for reference]

You pick out a plain black clutch and open your bedroom door, making your way out to the living room to find Chris and Arthur "boys?" You call out poking your head around the corner as they clamber around "you ready?" Chris replies "yeah how do I look?" You ask, taking a step into their gaze as they both smile "ah you look great" they both say in unison as you toss your hair over your shoulder "why thanks" you giggle.

"Did you text George the address" you ask Chris "yeah, he's on route he should get there just after us" he replies as you nod. You make your way out the flat to the bar, the London air sending a shiver up your spine from the breeze as you hurl a jacket over your back. You arrive at the bar after around a 10 minute walk, you head in to order the first drinks "4 Long Island ice teas please" you ask, ordering for the table as the boys find a space to sit. You grasp the four glasses as you shuffle over to the table, George was still yet to arrive.

You take a sip of your drink as you see George make his way through the crowd to you all "sorry I'm a little late" he says as he smiles at you all, just as he finishes his sentence his eyes match your gaze, the look behind his eyes filled with wonder "it's fine don't worry, we haven't been here long" you say sliding his glass over to him "first round was on me remember" you smile as he chuckles "thanks" he says taking a sip of his drink.

The night progresses and you decide to move to a club, you were eager to dance and properly let your hair down, the alcohol buzzing through you like an enabler for fun. You skip down the street in your heels "she's gonna break her neck" George says to Chris as he shakes his head "pretty sure she'd be more worried about the red bottomed heels than herself mate" he chuckles as they watch you turn into a drunken golden retriever in front of them. The city lights became a fog in your peripherals as you got to the club, you could hear the bass through the doors "one of you has to dance with me!" You say with a mischievous look "absolutely not" Chris shakes his head "pussy" you say as you throw him the middle finger, walking away in a huff inside.

Chris orders this round as you find a space on the dance floor to let your body feel the beat, the movements came naturally as your body moved with the tempo, feeling every beat in your bones. The boys stood and admired your confidence "she's really one of a kind" Arthur says chuckling "yeah she keeps me on my toes alright" Chris chuckles, George doesn't respond, instead his eyes are fixated on your moves, your effortless arches as your body sways, dancing to "boRdErSz" by Zayn, the music took over you. You hair a fuzzy mess in your face as you dance like nobody's watching, Chris catches George's gaze and nudges him "what did I say" he says with a stern look "sorry mate, she's just..amazing can't help but admire her confidence you know?" He plays it off as they head to a table near where you were dancing.

The part of the song approaches where the temp dies down, the slow trance washes over you as can sings the chorus (2:50 onwards so take it off, let's break down all of our walls) as your hands move around your body, feeling it heavily as they caress the sides of your figure, drawing attention to the curves and grace your body withheld. You feel eyes warming over you as the songs comes to an end, dancing with strangers wasn't all so bad at all, especially if your body felt that good after it. The soft pants came from your mouth as you giggle with a girl next to you "you're absolutely gorgeous" she says, as you send a soft smile "Thankyou, as are you" you say back as you shuffle over to the table, George's eyes locked on your physique as your strong walk becomes hypnotising to him "so where's my drink?" You say as you push the hair out of your face "you were busy, I'll go grab you one" Chris says going to get up "it's fine mate, I'll get this one" George says getting up, the whiff of his aftershave hit your nostrils as you take a seat next to them.

"Remember what I said about my friends are off limits" Chris advises "I know? I've not done nothing?" You say with a confused face "no, but George seems to be keen" he says cocking his head slightly "that's not my fault I'm hot" you say shrugging your shoulders as you look at George over at the bar, you decide to help him with the drinks.

"Hey" you say "uh,hey" he replies with a smile "thought I'd help you carry the drinks" you reply "ah thanks" he responds "no problem" you smile back, George pays as you wait for the drinks to be made "so, Chris says you look interested in me" you say with a raised brow "what a twat" he responds shaking his head "that means you are?" You reply with a smug look

"So what if I am? You're off limits we promised Chris we wouldn't" He replies with a curious grin

"Some rules are meant to be broken, especially if you're right on the border of them" you grin

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[peleksstuff]

high on you ll. l timothée chalamet x waitress!reader

*gifs not mine*

this is a slowburn before you hate on me for the slowpace im just letting you know in advance. if you dont have the patient please skip this series. thankyou (used chatgpt to correct my grammar)

summary: and they meet again unplanned

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Timothée Chalamet hadn’t expected to see you again, least of all at an afterparty for a major award show. The lavish venue was filled with Hollywood’s elite, the kind of people who moved in circles far removed from the small, dimly lit diner where you’d first crossed paths. But there you were, weaving through the crowd with a tray of champagne flutes, your black-and-white uniform making you blend in with the other catering staff.

He almost didn’t recognize you at first, not until you caught his eye and offered him a playful smirk. He blinked, momentarily thrown off balance, before smiling back. Fate had a strange sense of humor.

“Fancy seeing you here,” you teased, pausing by his side as you offered a glass of champagne. “Should I be worried about catching you doing something you shouldn’t be again?”

Timothée chuckled, taking the glass from your tray. “I promise I’m on my best behavior tonight.”

“Glad to hear it,” you replied, your eyes sparkling with amusement. “I’d hate to have to report a repeat offender.”

“Trust me, I’m staying far away from trouble tonight,” he replied, taking a sip of the champagne. His gaze drifted over the crowd before landing back on you. “Though I didn’t expect to see you here. Small world, huh?”

You shrugged, balancing the tray effortlessly as you navigated the crowded room. “Small world, big city. The restaurant I work for did the catering, so here I am.”

He raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. “And here I thought you just couldn’t stay away from me.”

You laughed softly, shaking your head. “Trust me, this wasn’t part of the plan. But I have to admit, it’s a bit of a surprise seeing you here—with company, no less.”

Timothée followed your gaze to where his girlfriend was mingling with a group of people, her laughter carrying over the noise of the party. He shrugged, trying to keep his tone light. “Hollywood relationships, right? They don’t exactly come with guarantees.”

You nodded, your smile softening. “Good thing I’m not into Hollywood relationships, then.”

For a moment, something flickered in Timothée’s expression—something almost like disappointment—but he quickly masked it with a chuckle. “Yeah, probably for the best.”

 “You know, I should probably head back before my boss starts wondering where I am. Wouldn’t want to get caught slacking off.”

Timothée nodded, though he felt a strange reluctance to see you go. “Fair enough. But hey, if you see me sneaking off to the backroom, you know what to do.”

“Warn you not to do anything stupid?” you teased, raising an eyebrow.

“Exactly,” he replied, his tone light. “Or, you know, join me if you’re feeling rebellious.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “Not my style, but I’ll keep an eye out. And if you ever need someone to talk to, I’m around.”

The offer was genuine, and Timothée felt a warmth in your words that caught him off guard. A thought lingering in his mind. Without quite realizing it, he blurted out, “Can I have your number?”

The question hung in the air, and for a moment, both of you were surprised. You blinked, trying to process the fact that Timothée Chalamet was asking for your number. It wasn’t that you cared much about celebrities. But here was someone from that world, reaching out to you in a way that felt oddly genuine.

“I… wow,” you said, taking a moment to collect your thoughts. “You want my number?”

Timothée looked momentarily embarrassed, realizing how it must have sounded. “Yeah, I mean… if you’re okay with it. I just thought—”

“It’s fine,” you interrupted, trying to lighten the mood. “I mean, sure, I can give you my number. It’s not like I’m in the habit of giving it out to celebrities, but if you need someone to talk to, why not?”

He nodded, visibly relieved. “Thanks. I appreciate it.”

You both shared a brief smile before you turned to leave, the playful energy between you lingering in the air. As you walked away, Timothée watched you disappear into the crowd, a strange mix of emotions swirling inside him—something beyond the usual Hollywood facade.

As you walked away, you couldn’t help but think about how unexpected this encounter had been. For Timothée, the brief interaction seemed to offer a moment of relief from the superficiality of the evening. For you, it was just another reminder of how unpredictable life could be.

And for the rest of the night, Timothée found himself glancing at the napkin in his pocket, a small smile tugging at his lips as he realized just how much he was looking forward to the next time fate decided to intervene.

[venomous-qwille]

Hellooooo! Saw the last ask about tarot cards and while you don't have to answer this, I'd like to give the meanings of the cards that we've seen in the chapter titles, which I'll let others make the connections cause this is already gonna be pretty long if you choose to answer this ask lol

Please note all of these are the general information and meanings about the cards (upright) I could find and the meanings can slightly vary depending on the kind of reading being done and the paired cards <3

Chapter 1: Death. Generally this actually refers to new beginnings and change! It's also a good reference to the talk of sight and death in the first chapter imo, very clever play on your part!

Chapter 2: Seven of Cups. This generally is interpreted as having many options or multiple possibilities, which can either be a comfort due to having options but also could inform you of a sense of being overwhelmed due to too many choices.

Chapter 3: Page of Wands. Often this means good news that should be coming to you soon (often represented by mail or a phone call wink wonk) though for the particular chapter I feel it's relevant to point out some other interpretations, including but not limited to: being inspired or creative, making new exciting plans, finding something you are passionate about, and having a tendency to rush into new things without thinking them through.

Chapter 4: Two of Pentacles. Oft a representation of trying to find or maintain the balance of various aspects of ones life! It can also be a warning to those trying to juggle too many things at once.

Chapter 5: Trochomancy. Not sure if this is a tarot card, I've never heard of it and I can't find anything about it in any of my sources so. ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ though I did find a definition of the word from a simple Google search: "Trochomancy is a divination by interpreting the wheel tracks." Which plays in well with our little bike trip.

Chapter 6: The Moon. The simplest interpretation for this card generally is that everything is not as it seems, be it a person or a situation in your life.

Chapter 7: Three of Pentacles. This generally is seen as a good card in a reading, often representing things like learning and/or apprenticeship, hard work, dedication, and building on success or foundations!

Chapter 8: Seven of Pentacles. Generally, this card tells you that you've been working very hard and soon your hard work will pay off. A wonderful successor to a card like the Three of Pentacles! You've used these very cleverly, it makes me so happy to see these pair so well with each other and the chapters!!! New thing to be insane about your fic!

Chapter 9: Clamomancy. ALAS! Stuck again with one I've not heard of as a card or can find in my sources, my apologies. But, again, I could find a definition from the ever reliable yet not so reliable Google! "Fortune-telling from the random shouts and cries heard in crowds, at night, etc." I. AM. STARING. 👁️👁️

Chapter 10: Two of Cups. A little ironic considering it's general upright reading interpretation and how the chapter starts out lol. Two of Cups often means things should be going well for you and your life should be very harmonious. It can also mean harmony and mutual respect friendships/partnerships, and all in all has a lot to do with balance regarding life and relations.

Chapter 11: Six of Swords. At the time of writing all this out I actually haven't read this one yet so I'm very excited to see how the cards meanings apply to this chapter! This card generally means moving on or making progress (love that idea), but can also be interpreted as escaping/running away (👁️👁️) or travel! But most often means things like the calm after the storm (👁️👁️) I'm excited to find out how these apply!

I need you to know I actually love you (platonically) for being this amazingly creative and playing these so well!

Thankyou for going to all the effort of writing these! <3 Some of the chapter titles do play into the reversed readings of the cards too, which is something that's worth considering if you want to deep dive!

I anticipate GITM being 100+ chapters so while I intend to use the entire major and minor arcana Tarot as titles, I will also be including some Astral Houses, Lenormand Cards, divinatory practices and philosophical ideas to fill the gaps!

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I NEED BETA READERS RAHHH

GUYSS long time no see :D.

I'm writing a marauders fanfic (it's a Spiderman au in which Remus is Spiderman and Sirius would be the love interest) (obviously) and I need Beta readers BECAUSE. I NEED CRITICISM. If Ur interested (or very bored) or know anyone who might PLEASE TELL ME!!

Thanyou🫶🫶

For anyone interested here's a bit of info so yk what you're getting yourself into:

The story starts at the very begining, with the spider biting Remus and him becoming the one and only Spiderman. On one hand we have his super hero life: fighting everyday crime and trying to figure out who is murdering innocent people with some... Weird, dark magic? And on the other hand we have his school life: humbly grown in Scotland, he moves to London to study in this incredibly posh school, filled with disgustingly posh people. He meets the marauders, who he doesn't like at first but he will end up warming up to: James, a Spiderman obssesed boy who proclaims himself his number one fan; Peter, a boy who's just kind of there and says whatever James says; and Sirius, a devilish, incredibly handsome boy who for some reason hates Spiderman.

Note that I'm not native (I'm Spanish lol) so I have SO MANY grammar errors. So I need help w that too. THATS IT THANKYOU!!

[xokxzuha]

Kazuha - His little housewife ~♡

Cw: Fem! Reader, daddy kink, tit play, creampie, breeding kink, pet names, spanking (reader is smaller than Kazuha, Kazuha is taller than his in game height)

No proof read Word count: 880

Your husband, Kazuha, had been very distant and acting strange on you. He also keeps looking over at his phone as if his phone was the most interesting thing to ever exist. He also never seems to want to be with you much anymore, giving the excuse that he was tired from working too much.

I yawn from tiredness as I sit up in bed with my husband. “I'm so tired, kazuha…. Are you even awake, Kazuha?” He said nothing to you and turned himself around, pretending to be asleep, even though you knew all too well, he was awake. “Cmon Kazuha, I know you are awake, stop playing games with me.” he then sits up as he sighs “fine you got me…well what do you need? I'm about to go to bed?” I then look at him “i want my good night kiss..” “is that all?..” He scoffed a bit and leaned forward to kiss you on the lips and sighed. I then smiled at him “thank you honey..”.. “Whatever goodnight..” He said with an obvious tone of frustration in his voice.

Time skip to the morning

“Good morning Kazuha!” Kazuha then faked a yawn and sat up straight rubbing his eyes “good morning honey.. Did you have a good night's sleep?” I then look down and respond with “no not really… I kind of had a bad dream..” “oh about what?” he then sounded a bit worried “i feel bad for not noticing you waking up in the middle of the night .. is there anything i can do now to help?” I then look back up at him with a smile “can you just… please cuddle me?..” “well if you put it like that i can't say no to you” he then moved himself closer to me and wrapped his arms around me. “Is that any better my love?”

“yes it is thankyou…but… I also had a dream that you cheated on me….” Kazuha then looked up at you with a disappointed look. “Honey, why would you think that? Do you not trust me?” I then give him a sad look “i do trust you its just! Can you please show me some more affection?” he then gives me a pissed look “well you’re my wife, you're supposed to trust me and this marriage.”

I then gave him an apologetic look “I'm sorry Kazuha..” “It's fine.. Maybe i was a little too harsh..” he then went silent “i guess i can try to work on showing you more affection” he then looked at me “thank you Kazuha..” I then gave him a soft smile “I'm glad we could talk this out. I'm sorry for my rash anger” he then smiled softly at me “i love you a lot my beautiful wife.. Please forgive me..” “Do you mean it..?” i smiled at him “i love you too my handsome husband” he then smiled back at me

“of course i mean it .. now honey who do you belong to?.” “I belong to you!” he then smirks “you have no idea how happy that makes me”... “yes. You own me and my body my dear husband” His smirk grew as he ran his hand through my hair “mhm you're mine and no one else's.. I'm not sharing you with anyone else” I then whined, wanting his touch. “Oh you want some of my touch my dear wife?” He then chuckled and put his hand onto my waist as he leaned in and kissed me “Kazuha i can be your cute little housewife.” “oh honey i think i like the sound of that” he then chuckled and learned in to kiss me again “yes my little doll, you can most certainly be my little housewife” he then smirked “you my little wife are gonna be able to bare as many children as i desire…” .. “So what do you say? Are you gonna be my cute little obedient housewife?” i was extremely wet i needed his cock desperately

“yes! I am all yours!” “ha! Good girl~.. You know what I love most about you darling.. I love how you’re so small and I'm so huge.” he then laughed “you make me feel all big and strong…And i love that.. You make me want to protect you forever.. You’re so cute..”.. Kazuha then takes off all my clothes and leaves us both naked. He then picks me up and throw me over his shoulder as he gets up and goes towards the kitchen “what about this honey” he then bent me over the kitchen counter and then thrusted his massive cock into me. I then became a moaning mess “d-daddy!~” he then smirked “oh is that what we are calling me now?” he then smirked leaning in closer towards my ear “what a good, cute, little housewife you are.. I could get used to that title.” “Please breed me daddy!~” he then laughed “oh trust me you’re gonna take my cock like the good little housewife you are” he then thrusted into me at inhuman speed. He then grabbed my tits from behind as he massaged them “oh~ oh my~ Kazuha! Please~ go faster~ harder~” he then slapped my ass “oh trust me wife you’re gonna take my dick every night from now on…..

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“Your killin me”

Pairing: Lo’ak x Na’vi!Reader

Word count: 2.6k

Reader and Lo’ak are aged up to 18

warnings:fluff, swearing, mentions of death, arguing, lo’ak being an idiot in love, making out !!

Me and lo’ak, Lo’ak and I. We have been inseparable since birth, everything I know it came from lo’ak his ways have rubbed off on me. My mother and father had passed a few years back when I was 13, they were at war with the sky people and they never came back, it broke me they were my only blood family i had left but then the Sully family were so kind to take me in and care for me. “Y/n!” I turn to see Lo’ak flying down back from war on his Ikran “Lo’ak!” i shout as I run over to his Ikran “what took you so long” I look up at him as he climbs off his Ikran slowly, I cock an eyebrow wondering why he was moving so slow “the passage was blocked so we had to take another, longer way” I walk close to his body and examine “your injured” I look at his back “you think i didnt know” he laughs slightly, I run my fingers over the small cut on his back softly so I dont hurt him “we need to get you bandged up” I look around his back and arms to look for anymore injuries and to his luck there wasnt any other “I’m fine y/n its just a scratch” I examine the cut once again “its not just a scratch, its pretty deep we need someone to stitch it up” i sigh “no im fine” he slightly hits me with his tail in the stomach, I swat his tail away then I press my hand around the cut, I press slightly hard around it. He turns to face me and hisses at me “you skxwang whyd you do that” his nose scrunch up as he looks at me “see I told you its bad come on” I grab his hand and I pull him towards the healers “no I dont want them to do it” I turn to face him, I look up at his face and I notice a small scratch across his right cheek “who do you want to fix you up then huh?” I run my thumb across his hand that i’m still holding tight “i want you to do it please” He looks at me with pleading eyes, how could i say no? “fine” I drag him towards the healers station “lay on your stomach please” he does what I say without a fight and I’m surprised. I gather all the stuff I need then I sit beside him, I cross my legs then I start organising everything I need for the small yet deep cut on his back. “Lo’ak this is gonna hurt a bit okay” I look over at him but hes facing towards the door not looking at me “I’ll be fine, im strong” he says proudly and I chuckle “oh shut it you skxwang” I try covering my smile but I was unsuccessful “im not even looking at you and I can tell your smiling” he laughs “shut up and let me patch you up” I roll my eyes.

“You ready?” he nods his head as I look down at his back, I put the first stitch in and his body jolts “im sorry” i use my free hand to soothingly rub his lower back. Another stitch “fuck” he whispers and i sigh, I hate seeing him in pain, i hate saying goodbye before he goes off to war not knowing if i’ll ever see him again, my worst nightmare is him leaving for war but then never returning, my body shudders. Lo’ak is my everything I’d break if i lost him. “Are we almost

finished?” I hear the tremble in his voice and a frown forms on my face “two more lo” I finish stitching him up “you alright?” I rub his lower back hoping it’ll make him feel a little better “yes thankyou” he mumbles, ‘pull yourself away y/n before you get hurt, before he gets hurt’. I pull my hand away then I quickly stand up, he sits up slowly then he looks up at me confused “where are you going?” his big green eyes stare into my soul “promised i’d help tuk with something” I lied but he seemed convinced so I quickly walked off.

The past 2 weeks had be hard, I hadnt watched him fly off for war the past two times, I need to put some distances between us so if hes gone it wont hurt as bad but its hard to do that when you live with him. “Y/n come swim with us in the lake” I look at Lo’ak then Neteyam, tuk, spider then Kiri.“I dont feel the best so I’m just gonna stay here” Kiri gives me a weird look as if she can read through me “you sure?” I turn to look at the human boy “yeah im sure” I ignore lo’aks stare “fine” Lo’ak says plainly then he turns away “come on then guys” Then they’re off.

Neteyams POV

“bro whats up with y/n, what’d you do to her” I walk over to him as Kiri and spider straggle behind talking about whatever “I haven’t done anything” he shrugs as he looks at his feet “well she wont just ignore you for weeks if you havent done anything, just apologise for whatever it was” I pat his back softly the tuk grips on my hand and pulls it “how far until were there” she groans “not far tuk” I reassure her, shes so impatient “I havent done anything so Im not saying sorry” he shrugs “your too stubborn” I roll my eyes

Y/ns POV

I miss his warm hands on mine, Lo’ak and I had a very touchy friendship, we always had to be touching one an another either holding hands, my hand on his arm or his hand on my lower back. I think we both just liked that it reassured us that we were still here, alive and not a victim to the sky people. But thats why i have to distance myself so it wont hurt so badly, I wont break if hes gone, as much as it hurts now to be away from him is just me saving myself from pain sooner or later.

Week 3 of barely talking to Lo’ak and its driving me crazy, I miss him so badly. We exchange glances at home and we say a ‘goodnight’ everynight thats really all. I cant even tell if he cares were not talking anymore he barely shows he cares.

As I’m closing my eyes I hear someones steps shuffling towards me, I slowly open my eyes and to my surprise Lo’ak is standing over me “y/n we need to talk get up” he says with a stern voice, I look around at everyone sleeping and I sigh because i know this’ll turn into an argument and I dont want to wake anyone “come on” I stand up and I head towards the forest.

We’ve been walking for about 5 minutes and no one has said a word, I look around at the glowing plants and I smile “y/n” my smile drops and I turn to face the youngest Sully boy “yes?” my gaze is everywhere but his eyes “whats going on with us” his words come out with a harsh tone “nothing were fine” i lie, nothings fine I miss him so badly but I’m scared, he scoffs “were fine” he mimicks me “yes were fine” I confirm as I look at the trees behind him “you cant even look at me y/n” he scoffs, i open my mouth to say something but no words come out, he steps closer to me and I suck in a breath as our chests are almost touching, this is the closest we’ve been in 3 weeks, I feel the heat radiating off him and my knees buckle. My eyes widen as I feel a strong hand on my jaw forcing me to look at him. The war has changed him, made him colder. “Look at me y/n.” he says blankly, my eyes shift to his face “what have I done?” his gaze makes me feel tiny, my eyes roam around his face taking in the features of his face oh how I miss running my hands across his cheeks. “You haven’t done anything, were fine” I try to give him the most convincing look “then why have you been fucking ignoring me for 3 weeks” his voice sounds desperate for answers “I havent, we’ve both been busy” I lie once again and he scoffs “busy? busy doing what” he moves his hand away from my face “ive been busy helping around the villiage and you’ve been busy with the war, not to mention you’ve also started thinking about finding a mate” my words shrink his eyes widen “finding a mate?” I look away embarrassed. “Is that why you're not talking to me? You think I've found a mate?” he looks down at me then shakes his head “no i dont” I walk away from him “no” he says plainly and shakes his head,I stopped confused “what?” I look at him “you’ve found a mate haven’t you” his voice trembles, I look up at him “lo’ak your so stupid” I laugh and he looks at me confused “I haven’t got a mate and i'm not ignoring you so please just lets end this conversation here” I start walking off into the forest, I need to be alone. “Y/n stop walking away from me it's not fair” he whines quietly and I turn to face him “Lo’ak I’m not ignoring you but I think it's best if we give each other space” I run my hands over my face “you cant do that y/n” he shouts as he walks over to me “I can and I just did” I walk faster, im an idiot for doing this “you have no fucking reason to do this y/n” he sounds so desperate for answers and I hate myself for this, im hurting him. I don't say anything and I walk faster hoping he doesnt catch up “its killing me y/n” I stop at his words but i dont face him “you're killin me” I can tell in the way he's speaking hes crying, I hug my body as I let hot tears roll down my face your ruining this all y/n. “some friendships dont last forever lo’ak” he winces “were not just friends y/n you know that” he waves his arms in the air “im sorry lo’ak i really am” he scoffs “no your not” he shakes his head “fuck you y/n” he wipes the tears off his cheeks then walks back towards home.

“y/n come on breakfast is ready” tuk jumps around me “i wanna be alone tuk please” i pull my blanket over my head as I close my eyes “whyy everyones already up” she tries to pull the blanket off me “tuk please” I sigh she then gives up then walks out to the family.

Kiri had come to see me a few times during the day to check on me because I still haven't moved “come on y/n you gotta eat please” she tries to convince me to get up and eat “m’not hungry” i mumble, she rubs her hand across my hip “whatever is going on between you and lo’ak need to figure it out its killing you both” my ears twitch at her last few words “what do you mean killing us both he doesnt care” i sigh “he hasn’t spoken to anyone all day and he just took off on his Ikran” she replies softly and my eyes widen “see y/n hes not even talking or annoying dad, somethings definitely wrong” i close my eyes “theres no point in talking to him im sure he hates me now” she scoffs “lo’ak sully hating you?, never that boy loves you” she laughs “eh” i shrug “just go talk go him okay?” she smiles “maybe” i whisper then I close my eyes.

It's been 3 days since I ended mine and Lo’aks friendship and I still have barely gotten out of bed, let alone spoke to lo’ak.

“Lo’ak” I walk up to him just as he’s climbing on his Ikran “y/n” he doesn’t even bother looking at me ouch “your right its not fair that I just broke our friendship off with no explanation” he still doesnt turn around to face me “i know im right now tell me what was the reason for you to break my heart like that” he sighs, i drop my gaze to the ground “its stupid” i shake my head “tell me” he demands, I take a deep breathe in and i contemplating if im really going to tell him fuck it “I wanted to distance myself from you because i was so scared that you were gonna leave for war then not return, i wanted to make sure i’d distance myself from you so it wouldnt hurt as bad” i swallow the lump in my throat holding back the tears, he turns to face me “that is so stupid” he moves towards me “i know but after losing my parents i dont think i could handle losing you, if would break me lo” I sniffle as a few tears drop down my face “if you were so scared of losing me you shouldve told me not possibly ruining what we have” he shakes his head “i know i know and I’m so sorry lo’ak i just freaked out i guess” he sighs then wraps his strong arms around my waist then pulls me into his chest, i wrap my arms around his neck and i rest my head on his chest “please dont leave me lo’ak your my everything” i feel his heart beat speed up against my cheek “trust me y/n i dont plan on leaving you anytime soon” i smile softly as push myself closer to his body “i see you y/n” my eyes shoot open as he says those words “what?” i look up at him and i search his face for any signs of this being a joke “you heard me y/n” i smile widely “i see you too my lo’ak” he smiles widely at my words “are you serious?” i smile back at him and i nod my head softly, he places his hands on the back of my thighs then picks me up “i have been waiting for you to say those words since we were 13 years old” i laugh “i knew you were obsessed with me this whole time” he rolls his eyes then crashes his lips onto mine, my eyes flutter shut then i let our lips mould together. My heart feels like its beating to the point its gonna burst out, im surprised he cant feel it against his chest “ive been waiting for this for so many years” he mumbles against my lips “you should've made a move years ago then” i mumble. I slide my tongue across his bottom lip, he opens his mouth slightly and I slip my tongue into his mouth ‘mmm’ he moans into my mouth sending vibrations through my whole body “you guys made up? and made out?” I quickly pull away and my head snaps towards Kiri, Neteyam, tuk and spider “yeah we did” i smirk as I look at Lo’ak “finally” tuk rolls her eyes “now y/n will actually get out of bed to play with me” she jumps up and down “oh shush tuk” i giggle

I dont really like this one but i had to post smt!

i think im getting writers block 😭

[mj-iza-writer]

Whumptober Day 19

Blood Trail - Abandoned Cabin - One way Out - "Is there anybody alive out there?" (Bruce Springsteen, Radio Nowhere)

Alternative: Shivering

Whumper could smell breakfast cooking as they made their way into the kitchen.

Whumpee huddled close to the gas stove as they flipped the eggs.

Whumper studied them for a few seconds before Whumpee looked at them.

"Please tell me you're not sick", Whumper sighed, knowing they had just gotten over a cold last week.

"I don't think so... just really cold", Whumper held their hand close to the flame, "I hope you're okay with a hot breakfast."

"Sounds good to me", Whumper nodded.

Whumper was handed a cup of coffee.

"Let me feel your hands again", Whumper frowned when they felt Whumpee's knuckle brush against them.

"You're ice cold", Whumper squeezed Whumpee's hand.

Whumpee shivered a little, "yes Master, I know."

"Go ahead and get some warmer clothes on" Whumper looked over them, "no wonder your cold, walking around in a short sleeve shirt and shorts. You're not even wearing socks."

Whumpee nodded. They didn't want to tell Whumper that they had already checked earlier. They didn't have anything.

After breakfast was served, Whumpee went up to the closet that Whumper set aside for them to stay in. The house was a one bedroom, so that was the best Whumper could do.

"It's a walk-in, so you should have plenty of space, and a mattress fits in here", Whumper sighed when they explained the situation to their newly kidnapped slave, "I figure you would like a little privacy."

Whumpee thought back to those early days. They didn't fight to get away from their kidnapper. They were a little too scared to be defiant. Whumper was fairly kind to them. The rules were easy to follow, and punishments were possible but rarely came.

"Taking a long time to find warmer clothing", Whumper leaned into the closet and saw Whumpee pulling things out of the tote their clothes were stored in.

"I uhm, don't have any.... warmer... clothes", Whumpee looked up at them nervously.

Whumper frowned, "you don't?"

"No Master, I think they were thrown away.", Whumpee looked longingly at their blanket, "I have a hoodie", Whumpee held up the item.

"That will not keep you warm though", Whumper looked at it and saw the holes, "I think I remember throwing away some things this past summer because of how old they were. I guess you are getting some new clothes."

"Wait really?", Whumpee looked at them questioningly.

Whumper nodded, "after breakfast we'll go through and see what else you need. Do you at least have socks?"

"I do, but a lot of them have holes", Whumpee lifted their feet to show.

"I have a feeling this will be an expensive trip", Whumper frowned at the holes on the bottom of Whumpee's feet, "I guess that's what I get for keeping you here. You deserve some new clothes though."

"Thankyou Master", Whumpee smiled weakly.

Whumpee followed Whumper around the clothing section.

Whumper read through their list.

"You needed everything.... even underwear", Whumper frowned, "I can't believe I've been so neglectful of you while you've done so good to take care of me."

Whumpee felt a little overwhelmed at the selections. They held on tightly to the cart.

"We will, of course, get the essentials. If you see something you like, we can get a few pieces you pick", Whumper continued without noticing Whumpee.

Whumpee took a deep breath before nodding.

"You doing alright?", Whumper noticed the silence finally.

"There is a lot here. Lots of colors and people", Whumpee whispered.

"I'm sorry, you haven't been out for a while. It's probably a bit overwhelming", Whumper led them to a corner, "let's start here. You can get acclimated in a smaller space. When you feel comfortable we can move on."

Whumpee nodded again.

A few things were now in the cart... all picked by Whumper.

"Are you going to pick anything out", Whumper eyed Whumpee as they went to another part of the clothing department.

"I picked out the pants" Whumpee whispered.

"You picked the color. I already knew you wanted the black pair, but I was trying to get you to answer", Whumper looked at a sweater for themself.

"I'm sorry, I forgot how busy stores were", Whumpee fidgetted with their fingers.

Whumper nodded, "I guess you need to get out more."

Whumper led Whumpee to a section of the store for groceries. They wanted to give Whumpee a little break from the clothes.

Whumpee stumbled a little beside the cart when they stared at something for too long.

"Careful Whumpee", Whumper grinned at some passer bys.

"Sorry", Whumpee sighed.

Whumpee glanced back a few times before they rounded a corner.

Whumpee was a little more helpful in the groceries. Dinners were planned so Whumpee could grab the ingredients needed.

Whumper led them back to the clothes after a few snacks were grabbed.

They walked past the spot Whumpee had been staring at earlier.

Whumper saw it this time. Whumpee had a small grin on their face.

"You see something you like", Whumper chuckled, "finally."

"No Master", Whumpee shook their head nervously.

Whumper looked around, "Shh, don't call me that here", they whispered. "I know that face. You made the same one when I said you could get your chips. What did you see?"

Whumpee blushed.

"Come on, show me", Whumper pressed.

Whumpee turned and awkwardly shuffled back to what they were looking at.

Whumper followed curiously.

Whumpee looked down and pointed at a rack full of slippers.

"Oh, you want some slippers. That's fine. Which ones?", Whumper smiled.

"Uhm, these ones... mas... uh", Whumpee looked at them nervously.

Whumper took a closer look at what Whumpee was embarrassed about. A giant smirk now on their face.

"Oh, I see", Whumper chuckled.

Whumpee had chosen slippers that looked like bear paws. Complete with leathery claws.

"Yes, those will be cute. This is the only thing you've actually picked out today for clothes, so that tells me that you really like them", Whumper took one from the hook, "you can get them."

"Really?", Whumpee looked at them questioningly.

"Yes", Whumper nodded, "let's find your size."

Whumper laughed when they glanced over at Whumpee as they drove home.

Whumpee sat in the passenger seat and cuddled the bag that held the slippers.

Whumpee looked at Whumper nervously.

"You're okay, just being adorable", Whumper grinned.

"Thankyou for the slippers master... I'm really excited to wear them", Whumpee smiled.

Whumper nodded, "we're almost home, so you won't have to wait much longer."

Whumper had a few tasks to do before dinner, so Whumpee went through the clothes on their own and was in the middle of washing the laundry.

Whumper peaked into the laundry room and watched Whumpee as they clicked their slippers together excitedly.

They turned and nervously backed away when they saw Whumper.

"Sorry Master, just doing my chores. I got a little sidetracked", Whumpee whispered, "I really like these."

"I'm glad you are enjoying them. You are washing everything now?", Whumper looked past Whumpee at a pile.

"Yes Master, I decided to do all of the laundry so it would get done", Whumpee sighed, "you shouldn't have bought all of these things for me though. I didn't deserve it all. Even... even these slippers master. I shouldn't have shown a want like that."

"Whumpee", Whumper straightened, "you do a lot around here. You put up with a lot around here too. Since when have I said anything against you having wants and desires", Whumper stepped closer to Whumpee, "you wanted the slippers right? They make you happy?"

"Y-yes master", Whumpee nodded.

"Are they keeping you warm? This morning I found huddled against the stove to get warm. You did indeed need these warmer clothes. You might be my slave, but I do want to take care of you."

Whumpee quickly wiped away a tear, "thankyou master."

"You're welcome", Whumper grinned, "alright I'm in my bedroom if you need me", Whumper started to leave, "I want to see you wearing your new clothes once they're washed as well."

"Yes master", Whumpee smiled and looked down at their slippers again.

They giggled as they wiggled their toes, causing the slippers to wiggle.

"So comfy", Whumpee whispered.

P.s. I do actually have a pair of these slippers. Best things I've bought.

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[jellyfishzebracat]

Snippet of an rwrb fanfic I’m writing it’s a/b/o and Alex is a 29 year old law professor who meets 21 year old Henry after Henry is forcefully moved to America to study law by his grandmother.

It’s this Alex

And this Henry

Alex hadn’t always wanted to be a law professor, he’d kind of just, fallen into it.

He’d studied law at NYU and shortly after gotten a job as a paralegal but that got , stale.

So during a late night rant to his mother she’d suggested he do some more study and look into teaching as a professor.

So Alex studied and then applied for a job at the university his mother was the head of.

Alex wasn’t proud of using the nepotism card but he did anyway.

So fast forward a few years and Alex is 29 years old teaching as a law professor, now finally on his own for the second year after teaching as a TA under Zarah Bankston and old friend of his moms and now a dean at the university.

Alex doesn’t expect anything to go wrong this year however that all changes when Henry fox walks into his lecture hall.

He’s pretty, blonde and everything Alex wants in an omega.

Alex class is small only 100 students so Henry already stuck out, however when he opens his mouth and speaks with that pretty English accent Alex is gone.

Which is bad, really bad because Henry is his student.

Everything goes well for a few weeks until one night Alex has finished his 6 pm lecture and is in the Chinese restaurant across from the campus when Henry walks in.

Henry walks up to the counter and Alex watches as Henry places his order, when he goes to pay however his card declines, once, twice, three times. Henry opens his mouth most likely to cancel his order when Alex blurts out “I’ll pay” and is swiping his American express.

“I .. thankyou.. you didn’t have to do that, professor ” Henry glances up at him

“It’s no problem and please don’t call me professor, it’s Alex“ Alex replies, leaning one arm on the shop counter.

Henry’s phone pings and he sees Henry’s face twist before he’s huffing out a breath and his scent sours.

“everything ok” Alex attempts to calm Henry but the agitation doesn’t leave Henry’s face.

“My bloody roommate just kicked me out of my dorm for the night, apparently he’s found some girl to shag” Henry spits out

“Shag” the word feels foreign in Alex’s mouth

“ it means fuck, Alex” Henry’s rolling his eyes but grinning up at him and Alex can’t help but return the smile.

“Um maybe we could eat together at my place” the words are out of Alex’s mouth before he can even process how much of a boundary that crosses and how bad of an idea that is, Henry beams “That sounds wonderful Alex”

Soon the cashier is calling out that their food is done and Henry is following Alex out to his car.

Henry sinks into the leather passenger seat of Alex’s Lexus and sighs “ Christ, I forgot how nice leather car seats were”.

Alex shoots Henry a questioning look and Henry looks down at his feet.

“My family’s quite well off however since my grandmother shipped me over here with barley any money, I’ve been missing out on the luxury’s I used to enjoy”

“I hope I’m not over stepping but why’d she send you here” Alex questions.

“Apparently it’s unbecoming for a member of our family to be an omega and to want to study literature, I was at Oxford on a scholarship in my last year and then she pulled me out to study law here in America” Henry’s answer is pained, Alex can’t imagine what it would be like to have your whole life up ended like that.

The rest of the drive continues on a happier note as Alex and Henry sing along to some of the songs on Alex playlist until they arrive at Alex’s brownstone.

As they step into the house Alex sees Henry looking around, his head tilted upward, was he scenting?

Alex chooses to ignore it for his own sanity and leads Henry to the couch and excuses himself to change out of his teaching clothes and into something more comfortable.

Alex now in a t-shirt and sweats joins Henry on the couch, Alex thinking of something to watch while they eat, asks Henry if he’s a Star Wars fan, Henry’s face lights up and he gleefully explains that he loves return of the Jedi, Alex scoffs and has to correct Henry “ the best star wars movie is clearly the empire strikes back” Henry flashes Alex a gummy smile and rolls his eyes “ I suppose I could endure watching empire”.