#AYE HECK YE!

[naomi-nana]

hihi!! I was so happy to find out that u write for kaiju n8 and was wondering if u could write something for narumi ?? it can be whatever idm ^_^

✎ᝰ. captain of the dense division .

narumi is head over heels for you. but, being the oblivious person that you are, you never really noticed. sigh, fine, he can always do something to make you know of his feelings, right?

featuring : narumi gen

cw : gn!reader, you are a platoon leader in this, fluff, narumi is a loser in love, might be slightly ooc, bad grammars, u two are childhood friends, i spent too much time on this, slow burn?? not sure, i got a little lazy at the end. (wc: 1,8k)

a/n : so. it's been. months...😔 anon i hope u dont rot waiting in the inbox like that.. and i hope you'd like this, too! ヾ(≧▽≦*)o

narumi is pissed.

and frankly, no one's surprised—not with the amount of time he had an argument with hasegawa about meetings and duty. but this time, it's not about that. because when narumi exits his office willingly without having to get dragged by the vice captain—eyes sharp, steps heavy—hasegawa is bewildered.

"i don't know what happened, but you seem eager to go and train with the others. is this the end of times?" the vice captain raises his eyebrow in confusion. narumi only scoffs at that.

"heh, is it really that rare for it to happen? i'm the captain, after all. i gotta set examples."

"yes. it's very rare—too rare. in fact, i'm starting to think you got possessed." hasegawa sighs but didn't protest further. oh well, who is he to complain? at least he doesn't have to go out of his way to drag narumi out of the office. he thinks that this is a great first step to the guy becoming a better captain.

what's happening in narumi's head, though, is strikingly different compared to what hasegawa thinks.

he bought a new pomade, a new cologne, and even got a new pair of shoes to walk around in—something that he rarely spends his money on, just to impress you. and you haven't blushed at the spectacular sight of him at all. not even once. heck, you even avoid his gaze when he looks at you.

why?! is he not attractive enough?! and even if that is the case to you, then that must mean you're blind! not that he'd care that much, of course. maybe just a little. probably. besides, narumi knows very well how people in the first division look at him—with respect, awe, and admiration.

so, why is it that whenever you talk to him, you always look at him as if he's a regular civilian and not japan's strongest?

he grits his teeth in annoyance before muttering under his breath, "tch, what went wrong..?!" and, to be honest, hasegawa would like to know, too. because narumi hasn't moved a single inch from his position in the doorway. if anyone were to pass by the two right now, they'd think narumi is insane.

"ooh, vice captain hasegawa! and captain narumi, too!"

narumi snapped out of his thoughts the moment he heard a familiar voice. it's you. you?! wait, he's not ready yet! his entire posture stiffened for a second, like his soul was just yanked away from his body. he immediately looked away, avoiding your gaze.

"platoon leader... why're you not training yet, ay?" he blurted out, intentionally making his voice sound ominous. "are ya tryin' to slack off? huh? huh?? that's not good, ya know..." he scolded you while staring at the ground—one hand dramatically covering his left eye like some kind of a middle school villain.

you physically cringed at the sight. "vice captain, what's with him?"

"i don't know. don't associate me with him."

narumi purses his lips as he mentally beat himself up for acting so childish. why did he even do that? now you'll think he's weird and creepy! what if you take a picture of this and post it online, too? now everyone's going to think he's weird and creepy!

he quickly thought of a way to save himself from the embarrassment:

a) composes himself and tell you to never mention this to anyone. b) act nonchalant and walk to the training ground. c) apologize for acting weird. d) flee

and of course, being the responsible captain of the first divison he is, narumi chooses to—"woah! captain, wait up!" you try to reach out to grab narumi's hand, but he was way faster than you. "... he ran away." you mutter to yourself while looking at narumi's back.

"he said he was going to train, but that's not even the direction of the training ground." hasegawa places his hands on his hips like a disappointed mother. really, why can't narumi just be a good example for once?

"awh, i was gonna give these to him ..." you sighed, clutching the brown paper bag tighter in your hands. hasegawa quirks a brow. "oh, i didn't notice it earlier. but," he points. "what is that in your hands?"

"hm? ah, i... bought a few donuts earlier. and i wanted to give these to him. but it seems like he didn't even want to talk to me..." you mutter lowly in disappointment. maybe you shouldn't give these to him after all? "...oh." hasegawa's mouth curls into a small smile.

"oh?" you repeat.

"i can't believe there's one more dense people in this division."

"w-what do you mean?"

"you should go ahead and search for narumi."

narumi crouched behind the medical department, face buried in his hands. why did he even go all the way from his office to here anyway? so stupid. he shouldn't have ran away like that.

"gaah, this is so stupid. i did all that and for what?" his shoulders slumped in shame. he assumed you thought that he was embarrassing before. but now? it's dead end. you probably also think he's weird.

"now they're not gonna give me a chance ..."

"who's not gonna give you a chance?"

he quickly straightens his posture upon hearing your voice, though he immediately regrets the motion—because now his back hurts like hell. "you! uh, i mean ... you. why'd ya keep showing up wherever i am? stalking me or something?" he narrows his eyes. "if you want my autograph, you could've—"

his words were interrupted when he felt a sense of warmth on his cheek. it was a brown paper bag, and it smelled like donuts. "sorry for startling you, captain. but i bought a few donuts for you, and i didn't want it to go cold without you taking a bite from it."

"donuts?" he finally looked at you in the eyes, his head tilted curiously. when you nodded at his words, he scoffed lightly. "... 'm not some type of kid who'll forgive you if you give me food, y'know." he muttered lowly. forgive? what did you even do?

"i know you're not a kid. you look old enough to have kids."

"huh? i'm actually still pretty young, thank you very much."

you two stared at each other in silent before you laughed. this interaction felt so ridiculous—it reminded you of that one time you sneaked out of the orphanage with narumi to buy a new game. "why are you acting all awkward with me? we used to be friends, you know."

"i'm not acting all awkward! i'm acting pretty normal." he scowls at you, though the corner of his eye twitches at the word 'used'. are the two of you not friends anymore? he admits that you rarely spend time together due to the difference in ranks. but still, what is he to you?

"sooo—are you not gonna say something?" you whistled, breaking the awkward silence once again.

"what're you trying to say?" he furrowed his brows.

"i'm trying to get you to say something."

narumi exhales sharply, like he's forcing words that got stuck halfway up his throat. his voice is lower now as he looks away from you. "... i don't know if all that fight with kaijus made you dumb or what," he lets out a breathless laugh when you gasp dramatically. "but is it that hard to notice?"

"i got a new cologne. even got new shoes." he paused, still not looking at you. though when his scowl turned into a pout, you can't help but let out a snort. "what's funny?! i'm getting in my feels here."

"pfft, sorry. you kinda look like a kid there. congrats about your new stuff, though." you mockingly mimicked his pout, making his ears flush red in embarrassment. "shut up. thought you said i'm old enough to have kids ... ehem, anyways. what i'm tryin' to say is, i did all that for you."

"for me?"

"yeah." he finally looks at you now. "but you still talked to me like i'm some loser in the neighborhood. like i'm not your captain. like i ain't japan's strongest." he takes a step forward. his voice may sound harsh and stern, but his face is a deep shade of red.

narumi isn't one to be vulnerable about his feelings. even you, his childhood friend, never really see his true side. so, to see him getting this worked up over something makes you feel a little guilty for whatever you did to him.

"but y'know what annoys me most? that it bothers me. you, not noticing me at all. it's getting to my head, and we're not even high schoolers anymore." he clenches his fist, "and i'd rather die than saying this again, so you better listen to me."

"i like you."

"i like you so much, it's messing with my head. i keep losing in my games, can't sleep right, or fight without trying to make sure you're okay. or something." he confessed, though his gaze was anywhere but on you. narumi is trying everything to not break from how embarrassingly childish this confession was, and you can see it clearly with how he keeps fiddling with his own thumbs.

"so if you're gonna reject me, do it now. i'll get over it easily anyway. eventually, maybe. probably."

your response, however, confuses narumi even more. "pfft—bwahaha! you.. you like me? narumi gen, the strongest there is, likes me? a platoon leader?" you continue to laugh at his confession, irritating narumi.

"so what if i do?!"

"haha ... huft, i mean, it's not like you weren't obvious about it." you stopped laughing once you saw his face contort into that of despair. "you suddenly walked into training one day with a new watch on your wrist, new shoes, and you smelled like a perfume shop. it's very easy to guess that you're trying to impress someone."

he crosses his arms, giving you a look that says, 'so what?'. you smile at the sight. "though i'd never guess that 'that someone' would be me. i'm very honored, you know. to have caught the gaze of japan's strongest."

"you should be."

"sigh, you and your ego ..."

"so, is that it? not gonna give me a speech about how you're disgusted by me or something? well, that's not possible, actually. i'm so good looking that flowers bloom everywhere i go." now this time, it's your turn to scowl at him. how can someone be so bad at flirting and also dense at the same time?

"are you stupid?" you quipped.

"hey, there's no need to call me stupid! you were the one who—"

"i like you too, idiot."

.

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bonus:

ping!

narumi : do you at least liked the cologne? narumi : i spent 8k yen on it 😕 you : girl sybau 😭💔

naomi-nana. do NOT repost, do not use (with or without permission), do not recommend or talk about my works outside of tumblr.

[clearlydiamondz]

The Game

 Erik!Stevens X Black!Reader

Part Nine

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Erik, the most popular person at  Texas Southern University, has his heart set on a particular girl.

Warning: Smut, creep behavior,

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"Can you believe her!?" (Y/N) exclaimed walking around the table where her father and her boyfriend sat letting her vent out. "It's one thing to want me to move back home, but it's another to pimp me out to a whole ass man." she snapped as her dad looked up at her.

"Aye I know you upset but watch your mouth." he warned her as she sighed.

"I'm sorry daddy, it's just those women don't make a lick of sense. What the heck do I look like getting up getting the chance to work for NASA for $10 an hour." she aggressively said. Erik thought it was cute how she respected her dad's command.

"I don't even want to go to the Christmas event they holding up at the church." she rolled her eyes as her daddy shook his head.

"Oh noo you going up there. Even if it's for an hour, because I gotta stick with your mother when you leave popping up at my house and blowing my phone up about you not coming.'' he said standing up and walking to the refrigerator.

"Oh I just know that pedophile gonna be there. I just know it too."

"Well good think you got me to be there. I promise you, ain't nothing getting by me, I got you." he said grabbing her hand and placing it on the table as she smiled at him. Her father looked at the two of them, knowing that his daughter was safe with him.

"And it ain't nothing walking up to the church with my shot gun. The bible might say peace be still but I gotta piece of steal that'll hurt somebody if they hurt you, understand me girl." he told her as he nodded.

"I don't want y'all stressing, this is a vacation. Matter of fact, gone head back to the stables and go show this city boy how to ride a horse." he said squeezing Erik's shoulder as (Y/N) smirked at him.

"You down?"

"Let's go."

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They walked to the stables where the three horses were. "Hold these for me." she said holding the bowl of carrots and celery that she cut up for them this morning.

"So, how long you been riding horses." he asked her as she shrugged her shoulders.

"Man to be honest, ever since I've been walking." she chuckled grabbing two saddles. "It's like riding a bike, takes some practice but you'll get the hang of it." she winked at him walking to the side of the stables where. All three horses heads hang out as they looked at (Y/N) and the intruder.

"Is that my Baby Blue?" she gushed walking to the all gray horse. The horse started to nay at the sight of his owner as she hugged his head.

"Baby blue done got so big. Yes he has." she said patting him. She grabbed some of the carrots putting them up to her mouth.

"Alright, this is Baby Blue. Or just Blue. He's my horse. Had him ever since I was like, 13?" she said in a question tone.

"This is Ms. Lady. This my daddy horse. She's the oldest, but she is most definitely the fastest." she said walking to the middle stall where the all black horse drooled at the sight of the vegetables. She grabbed some celery and carrots putting it to her mouth rubbing her head. "He goes horse back racing with her every weekend. I think we might go to one so you can see her in action." she said. "Gone head and touch her she ain't gonna bite." she said moving to the side. Hesitantly, he rubbed the top of her head as the horse accepted his advances.

"Now this, this is the horse you'll be riding." she walked to the other end of the stable where there was a mixed there was a black horse with grey spots on it.

"Now this is Dolly. My father and I rescued her about a few years ago. Now she's a little shy, that's why you gonna ride her cause she gonna sit still for you." she opened the stable for him as he slowly walked inside.

"Hi pretty girl, I hope you remember me." she said slowly walking up to her. "Here feed her some of the carrots and celery sticks." she said moving the opposite side, him hesitantly walking towards her.

"She ain't gonna bite me right?"

"It's a horse not a shark." she laughed scratching behind the horses ear. "Plus she shy. She probably more scared of you then you are of her." she added. Unlike the others that she fed, Dolly was a lot more hesitant with taking the food from him, even backing away.

"Dolly don't be like that.." (Y/N) pouted before the horse shook her head making Erik chuckle. "Let's try petting her first." Erik started to gently to brush the bag of her hair, as the horse started to warm up.

"Well damn that was quick. She ain't let me or my dad touch her for a couple of days." she chuckled. Erik tried with the carrots again and she slowly took it.

"Okay! I see you." she excitedly said pushing his shoulder as he gloated himself. She grabbed the lead rope hooking it to her weaver, then placing it on the horses head.

"Alright, let's go out to the field."

The two of them spent the rest of the afternoon horseback riding. Erik caught on to it pretty quickly, having a few mishaps here and there. The two of them hopped off their respected horses looking out into the empty field on the acres of land. "So how do you like it?" she asked tilting her her head to the side with a smile on her face.

"Exciting most definitely," he said petting Dolly, the horse leaning into his touch, more comfortable with him than she was with anyone.

"Dolly really likes you, she doesn't even act like this with me and my daddy." she chuckled standing in front of him. She looked him up and down seeing the outfit he wore biting her lip. Quite honestly, this outfit was probably her favorite outfit on him. The boots, the black jeans with the white T-shirt and the jean jacket. Maybe because Erik was the only city boy that could make her feel this way, but seeing him like this unlocked a new passion she didn't even know she had.

"Why do you keep looking at me like that?" he cut her out of her train of thought, as she blinked unknowingly at him. Both hands were tucked away in his back pockets one of his eyebrows was raised and a smirk was on his face.

"I can't look at you? Dang." she playfully said rolling her eyes as he chuckled. Just like he was reading her mind like he always does, he says,

"I'm not going to lie though, seeing you ride horses kinda make me wanna see you ride somethin' else." she gasped hitting him in the arm as he shrugged. "Since you're scared to say it, I will." she bit her lip before saying,

"I mean... you do look good," she said grabbing the hem of his shirt and licking her lips.

"Too bad I can't have you how I wanna have you."

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The two of them entered the house to see her dad watching television and eating a bowl of Cheerios. "We are going to take a nap before we head out to the church," she told him as he nodded.

The two of them walked down the hall and into her room. She walked in first taking her braids down that were in a bun. He stood by in front of the door with his hands behind his back, locking the door unnoticed by her.

"We need to leave in a few-" Before she could finish her sentence, Erik grabbed her face and kissed her. Kissing him back, she wrapped her arms around his neck. He walked forward making her take steps back as they continued to kiss.

"Ooh.. Erik." she whispered once his lips left hers and connected to her neck.

"Did you think I was playing when I said you looked good huh?” He asked into her neck as he nipped at her skin. She bit her lip in an attempt not to moan out loud.

“Fuck baby..” she whispered with her lips parted.

“Can you be a good girl and be quiet for me? Huh?” He whispered pulling from her neck. She nodded as he smirked while unbuttoning her jeans. “Daddy just wanna take a look, that’s all.” He whispered to himself as he lifted her off the floor and onto her bed.

He yanked her jeans and underwear down as she took her shirt off. Erik couldn’t help but chuckle at her eagerness, but was quickly bought back to reality when he noticed her pussy clenching over nothing.

“Like this daddy?” She whispered, getting into his favorite position. She held her ankles pulling her legs towards her head. He smirked at her as she smirked back at him.

He properly made her a trained slut just for him. Knowing his favorite position, and knowing not to deny him even a glimpse of her pussy was enough to make him want to give her anything in the world if she asked for it.

“Just like that pretty girl.” He commented before placing a kiss on her clit. She whimpered before whispering,

“I thought you said you just wanted a glimpse.” She pouted as his middle finger tapped on her clit, the slight sound of her wetness meeting her ear.

“I know, but I know what you want daddy to get a taste right? You want daddy to make you cum all over his tongue.” He whispered, his tongue slowly licking circles around her clit as she threw her head back. “Got my dick all hard.”

Just the mention of his dick had her opening her eyes and looking at him, only to see him unbuckling the belt and his jeans. “Can I see?” She pouted. Giving into her looks, he pulled his boxers and pants down to his thigh as he dick sprung out, hitting her on her heal ass cheek. She let go of her ankles as she sat with him standing between her legs. She grabbed his dick before spitting on it and jerking his dick.

“Nasty girl…” he whispered before grabbed her face and kissing her. This time, the kiss was a lot messier with their tongues sliding against each other. She whined her hips on her bed in attempt to use the friction to release the tension that she had in her pussy. Erik noticed, and without breaking the kiss he rubbed her clit as she moaned into the kiss.

She broke away, as she bit her lip. “Fuck me?” She asked him with a tilt of her head. He damn near came at the sound of her voice but was interrupted by his own train of thought.

“Wait baby- fuck.” He started but was cut off by (Y/N) rubbing his tip on her clit as she looked down at it in awe.

“That feels so good.” She whimpered.

“Hold on baby girl-“ he stopped her by grabbing her hand as she pouted. “You sure? Your dad is right outside the door.”

She answered his question by lying back down and placing her foot on her shoulder. She grabbed his dick placing the tip at his entrance without breaking eye contact. She pushed herself on as she gasped at the feeling of him invading her walls.

“Does that answer your question daddy?” She asked sitting up on her shoulders and playing with her nipples.

“You nasty fucking bitch.” He groaned before wrapping his hand around her neck and choking him. He thrusted into her slowly, letting her walls swallow his dick as her wetness coated him.

“Ooh fuck me just like that.” She whispered as she looked at him fucking her. His dick glistened every time he pulled back out with her pussy lips tugging.

“I should make yo nasty ass walk around with my nut in yo pussy all the time huh? Let everyone know who pussy this belong to.” He whispered bending down to her ear. He grabbed her other leg throwing it around his shoulder before she accidentally moaned out from the position.

“Oh my goodness daddy!” She whispered as he put his mouth to her hand.

“Shut the fuck up before I stop. You can take this dick without making noises.” He taunted her. He actually wanted to see if she could. If she could do this, he’d fulfill one of his kinks by fucking her in public. Maybe in a restaurant bathroom, or even a dressing room.

Her eyes locked with his as he continued to fuck her at an even slower pace. With the slow fucking, she felt herself cum all over his dick, hearing the new wetness sound.

“Look at you just creaming on my dick with that slutty pussy.” He praised her as she continued to nut. She mumbled profanities into his hands as her eyes crossed from the intense pleasure.

“Fuck…” he grunted out before throwing his head back. “This pussy finna make me put a baby in you girl.” He said as she groaned. Another orgasm made its way through her as he looked down at her.

“Freaky ass. You wanna walk around with my baby? I’m fucking you so good you wanna have my baby.” She nodded her head as she clenched around him just by the thought. She was taking the shot every three months but damn her imagination was running wild right now.

"Who pussy this belong to baby... huh?" he whispered to her as she looked at him biting her lips.

"It's yours daddy... fuck this pussy is yours..."

“Fuckkkk…” he trailed out as he came without warning into her pussy. Without leaving a drop she sat up as he still held his dick inside of her, slowly thrusting as she bit her lip.

“Daddy..” she whimpered as he slowly pulled out. He bent back down to be eye level to her pussy. He loved seeing the way her pussy looked after a good nice fuck. He placed a kiss on her clit like a few moments before.

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The two of them pulled into the parking lot of the church. Erik parked the car as (Y/N) continued to look out the window. “You good?” She turned to look at him as he looked at her with a concerned look on her face.

“Oh sorry, yeah. I’m good.” She forced a smile at him. He could tell that she was still nervous so he grabbed her hand and squeezed it.

“Look, the moment you get uncomfortable, you let me know and we leave. Got that?” He asked her. She nodded slowly before he exited the door. He walked to her side opening the door for her as she stepped out. He grabbed her hand walking her to the front door and opening it.

The church was filled with people, most likely more visitors because of the holidays. She recognized some of her old church members considering she grew up within the church. Some of them recognized her and ran to greet her.

"Sister (Y/N)! It's been a long time how have you been!" one of the ministers, Sister Barbra, exclaimed as she gave her a hug.

"Hi Sister Barbra, I've been good. And yourself?" (Y/N) smiled at her.

"Blessed and highly favored. And who's this young man?" she asked looking at Erik.

"This is my boyfriend, Erik. Erik, this is minister Barbra." she introduced the two. Erik gave her his hand to shake as she shook it.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Erik." she smiled at him. "Your mother is in the back preparing dinner for later on. Do you want me to let her know that you guys are here? She's been talking nonstop about you guys." she gushed, immediately (Y/N)'s interest was peaked.

"She has? What has she been saying?"

"Well that you decided to go to school, how you are the top in your class, and how you meet a potential husband. Though I see no ring on either of your fingers.." she stated looking at Erik and her hands in confusion.

Erik couldn't help but let out a chuckle, but (Y/N) had to remember not to roll her eyes in front of her.

Typical.

"You don't have to tell her we are here. Once service starts I'm sure she'll find us." she responded back. Sister Barbra left to go greet some more visitors, as the two of them found a seat on one of the back pews.

"Well at least she is proud of you?" Erik said as she scoffed.

"She is not proud of me. My mother has always done this. Ever since I could remember she would always talk crap about whatever I wanted to do unless it made her look good. Of course she's telling everyone what I'm doing." she rolled her eyes. "I'm willing to bet any amount of money as soon as we are alone, she's going to start that shit up again about me abandoning my career and coming back to the church." she replied with a shake of her head.

Erik was about to say something, but three women came up to them. Immediately, (Y/N) recognized them as the pastors daughters. Ashley, Olivia and Carolina. They were about three years older than her, and they were triplets.

There was no way to put it other then that (Y/N) hated them. Considering that this was a small town, all of the kids that went to the same church all went to the same school. And as far as she could remember, the three girls made her life a living hell. Of course when she told her mother about the bullying and teasing, she just dismissed it. A part of her knew that she didn't want to address it because these were the daughters of the pastor's of the church.

"Hello, welcome! How are you doing?" The three greeted Erik as he nodded his head in their direction, not really paying them the attention. Cut off guard, their similar faces showed the surprised expression.

"This is Ashley, Olivia and Carolina. Pastor Carl's daughters." (Y/N) replied as the three girls looked at her in shock.

'"Oh my gosh, (Y/N)! How are you?" Olivia exclaimed. Ashley and ' Carolina looked at her in shock as she waved at them.

"Jesus, you have changed a lot since the last time I seen ya." Carolina said with her arms crossed over her chest.

"I've been great, how about y'all?" (Y/N) replied as Ashley shrugged.

"All is well, and who is your friend?" Ashley said looking at Erik. "He's quiet ain't he?" she looked back at her sisters as they nodded.

"I'm Erik. And I'm not her friend. I'm her boyfriend." he corrected them. (Y/N) couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

"Well nothing ain't official until marriage. According to the bible of course." Carolina said with a smugness, making (Y/N) roll her eyes.

"If you seen how I had just had her a few hours ago you'd think different." he mumbled as she kicked his foot underneath the pew as he chuckled.

Not sure if they heard it or not, but I'm sure her mom will grill her later about it. "Well it was nice see and meet you, (Y/N) and Erik." Olivia replied looking back at her.

"It was, you have changed a lot. You should have seen her back in highschool Erik. Might make you second guess yourself." Carolina replied laughing as Ashley laughed along with her.

Highschool (Y/N) may have been embarrassed, or may even be insecure. She kind of wanted to kick herself in the ass. It was kind of pathetic how they still acted like they were in highschool with the bully mentality. She couldn't help but to say,

"I'm going to be honest, why does it matter what I used to look like? That's so weird to say." she couldn't but chuckle but Erik egged it on.

"No second guessing over here. She's the most beautiful woman I have laid my eyes on." he smiled at (Y/N) as she smiled back at him.

"Well I didn't mean it like that.." Carolina chuckled nervously. "It was more like a-" she looked at her sisters for help.

"It was more of a statement. She was just saying that she looks good now, because she looked different back then. Ya know?" Ashely defended her as Erik shook his head.

"No.. I don't get it." he said squinting his eyes. There was a quick few seconds of silence before an announcement was done over the microphone for everyone to take their seats and prepare for tonight's service.

"Well we are going to go ahead and take our seats. Again, it was nice seeing y'all!" Olivia exclaimed as she dragged her two sisters from them.

"That was..." Erik trailed off.

"A lot. Yeah. Why do you think I went to school in Texas." she joked with him making him chuckle.

"How do you know them?" he asked her tracing her hands with his thumb.

"Well like I said, their the pastor's kids. Also, we all went to the same schools. Let's just say they weren't so kind to little younger (Y/N)." she told him as he smacked his teeth.

"I wish I would have known that before they came over. I would've really embarrassed them." he admitted. She laughed before shaking her head.

"I'm over it honestly. Just seeing them act like that really just satisfied the little girl in me." she said slightly cringing.

Service had started and she still had yet to see her mother. She wasn't really worried about that though, she just took this time to appreciate the music and the word as it has been a minute since she been to church.

After service, everyone sat down in the dining hall. As the two of them ate and talked, her mom finally showed up.

"Didn't think you would be showing up." her mom walked over sitting on the other side of Erik.

"Well I said I was coming didn't I. I'm a woman of my word.. unlike some people." she mumbled the last part.

"Why do you have so much lip-gloss on your face, you look like a freaking proustite, who told you that looked cute? And did you have to wear that dress. You are showing way too much." her mom chastised her. "It's one thing to have not have any respect for your so called boyfriend, but in the house of the lord? Really?" Her mom complained.

'(Y/N) looked down at the baby pink dress she had on that stopped an inch above her knees. Her cleavage wasn't out, but it did show off her figure though it wasn't skin tight.

"Mom please, there is literally nothing wrong with my dress." (Y/N) said rolling her eyes.

"Brother Ron wants to see you by the way. He says that-"

"She's not talking to him." Erik cuts her off looking at her mother as her mother scoffed.

"Excuse me? Who are you to tell my daughter what she can and can't do?" she asked furrowing her eyebrows at him.

"He's my boyfriend and he's right. I'm not talking to his creepy behind." she said wiping her mouth with a napkin. Her mom looked between the two as (Y/N) stared at her mother waiting for her next response.

"Wow.. so you're just going to listen to him and not your own mother." she replied shaking her head. "See this is why I didn't want you going to that damn school, you come back being disrespectful and rude. That boy is a bad-"

"See that's not what we finna do. I have told you plentiful of times that I don't want to talk to that creep. You don't know how to take no for an answer and is pissed off that someone other than dad is standing up for me." she snapped back at her mother. The look on her face was shocked to see (Y/N) stand up for herself, but she deemed it as a token of disrespect.

Patricia was used to (Y/N) following whatever she said, just because she knew she could guilt trip her daughter when she was younger. Now that she didn't really have that power any more, she knew she had to come up with something quick to make her.

"Wow, you know what? If you are going to be disrespectful to the person that birthed you then you can just leave. I don't need to-" she was cut off by (Y/N) standing up and grabbing her things. Erik followed her actions before she looked at her mom and said,

"Until Erik and I can get an apology, I am no longer talking to you."

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The two of them drove back to the country side as she sat in the passenger seat. It was quiet with one of his R&B playlists playing lowly in the back ground. "I appreciate you standing up for me back there, baby." she looked over at him. He grabbed her hand bringing it up to his lips before kissing her hand.

"Well I'm not finna sit up here and let someone disrespect you any kind of way. Don't care if it's your mom no offense." he said looking at her and back to the road.

She licked her lips before saying, "I mean.. I still want to show my appreciation." she told him batting her eyelashes at him.

"I'm not going to lie... you do look cute with the church girl outfit. So cute and innocent." he said stopping at a stop sign. The pink dress in question was paired with a white purse and white heels, with a white bow for her hairstyle. Even before she left, when Erik saw her he wanted to go for another round.

She leaned over the seat, tracing her hands over his area. He shifted into his head, holding the steering wheel with one arm and using the other to grab her hand.

"You can't be touching me like that while I'm drive girl. I'll pull over and fuck the shit outta you right now." he warned her as she smiled at him.

She got back into her seat as he sped off before pulling her dress up her thighs and reaching for her black underwear. She placed it on his lap as he looked down at it then looked at her.

"You being a bad girl? What happened to my sweet and innocent (Y/N) ?" he asked her as she placed her feet on the dashboard.

"I don't know.." she whimpered widening her legs. "You wanna see how wet you got my pussy daddy.?" she asked. She slowly opened her legs as he saw glimpses of her pussy from the street lights. That's when he decided to pull over on the dirt road and unbotton his seat belt.

"Fuck.. the pretty pussy stay wet don't she." he asked leaning over the council and reaching down to her wetness. He spread her lips to see her pussy dripping. He could tell just by looking at her pussy that it was still recovering from the session they had earlier. He slowly started to rub small circles on her clit as she bit her lip.

"Mmm daddy, take that dick out." she said. He sat back in his seat, unzipping and unbuttoning the slacks that he had on, whipping his dick out as it hit his stomach.

"Fuck..." he moaned as he started to jerk his dick off slowly. She faced towards him getting onto her knees, bending over to place his dick into her mouth.

"Mmm.. yummy." she said to herself tasting the precum that blessed his tip. Bobbing and twisting her head, she made sure to slob over his dick.

"Yeah.. get that dick sloppy and wet." he moaned watching her. He looked behind her to see that the window had a reflection of her wet pussy underneath the dress. He pulled the dress up her back as he smacked her ass a few times.

"Shake that ass for daddy.." he instructed her. Wiggling her ass cheeks, her pussy winked at him through the reflection as he spanked her ass cheeks making her moan.

Without any warning, she sat back up and moved across to sit on his lap. She grabbed his dick and lined it up to her entrance before sitting completely down.

The two of them moaned, as he pushed the seat back and laid it down letting her have more room to work.

"There you go, ride daddy's dick like a good slut.. fuck." he cursed as she moved up and down slowly.

"Shit.." she gasped. It's been a minute since she rode him but damn, every time she does she forget how big he is.

"Come on.. I know you can take all this dick. You done it before." he said assisting her as she slide down even more as she gasped.

'"Damn your so deep." she whimpered, loving the pain.

"Keep on riding my dick like you doing before I fuck you (Y/N)." he warned her. Placing her arms over the seat so her titties were in Erik's face, he happily pulled the dress down letting her boobs free from the dress and bra, and took one into his mouth to suck and play with.

She bounced up and down, the sound of her ass hitting his thighs and her wetness filled the car, along with their moans and their dirty talk.

"Fuck girl, got the best pussy in the world fuck." he moaned out throwing his head back. That statement gave her some boost as she started to ride him even faster.

"Mmm I love this dick so much.." she moaned with her eyes rolled back into her head and her head thrown back. Erik's hand found their way up her chest and to her neck, squeezing it as she gasped at the sudden lack of air. All it did was make her ride him faster.

Her orgasm broke through her as she fell onto her knees, shaking on top of her

Erik took it upon himself to plant his feet on the ground and fuck up into her. "Yeah.. daddy beating this pussy up ain't he." he growled into her chest while smacking her ass.

"F-Fuck baby please." she moaned as he let out a moan himself.

"I'm finna cum, I'm finna cum all in this good pussy.. fuck!" he screamed out, scratching at her ass and smacking it.

"Shit.." she whispered falling back into the passenger seat. The windows were foggy as she looked back at Erik and laughed.

"What's so funny?" he asked looking over at her.

"I can't believe we just did that."

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[reubyanne]

Dick just discover that his cool funny uncle supes is single, and his single since birth dad is getting cranky day by day. if the grown up won't do anything, then the kid is in action.

with the help of his friends that in relationships, and some little advice talk with Dinah, he decide to stepped in his dad's love life.

step one, get the cool uncle attention!

Kon: uh, are you sure about this dick? i mean, this is a 77 story building..

Dick: I've never been so sure in my whole life, kon! push me!

Kon: okay, here goes nothing.

Superman comes and save Dick, he flies him to the rooftop and meet Kon there.

Superman: okay, Superboy is here, and why you don't use your grappling, boy wonder? this is a 77 story building!

Yes, Dick get his attention. and yes, he and Kon get an hour long lecture.

step two, make his hopeless dad and the cool uncle to meet.

Dick bring Kon to the batcave, it's not his first time in there, heck, Kon is dating Tim. Dick basically his in law. and maybe that's why he allowed himself to get dragged here and there with Dick.

but, it's Kon's first time near the monitor. and by intel from agent A, Batman just arrived at the Manor.

Dick: quick! press this!

Kon: what will happen if i press that?! I don't want to get more lecture!

Dick: just believe me! do you want my blessing or not?!

Kon: right.

As soon as Kon pressed the emergency button that right directed to Superman, the batcave lift open. And Superman is already flying in a hurry and worry on his face.

Superman: Br-Batman! are you alright?! it's not like you to push emergency! are you bleeding? dying?

Batman: well, it its not me though.

he pointed to Dick and Kon that trying to running away.

Batman: Grayson, Kent.

Dick knew he fucked up when Batman call his real last name, and Kon feel it too.

Superman: oh it's you two again..

Batman: again? what do they did?

Superman: well, little bird right here trying to fly, from a 77 story building with no grappling, in Metropolis.

Batman: Grayson-Wayne, speak.

Okay, Batman is mixed his last name, it mean he doesn't that mad anymore.

Dick: well, i just.. want to get supes attention! and maybe, maaaybe.. i could.. help you two.. you know.. like Kon and Tim.

Kon: dude, stop dragged me in..!

Batman sigh, maybe this is the time.

Batman: Dick, me and clark.. already in a relationship.

not only Dick, Kon is also surprised.

Dick: w-what do you mean B? i.. I mean..!

Batman: Dick, I'm not a child, either is clark. and I'm not kind of person to do PDA and clark respect it.

Superman: i personally want to tell you boys in private but seems like i already got your approval huh, Dick?

Dick: but didn't you just got single?! did you dip that easy?!

Superman: wow, hold on there, chum.. me and Bruce has been best friend for years and years.. amd when my relationship is not working out, the only person i could think of as a home is.. Bruce.

Dick: that didn't explain anything but great to know! well, me and Kon have to go now, bye dads!

Batman: wait.

just before Dick and Kon could run away from the cave, Batman cold voice cutting their legs.

Batman: let's get back to the ".. like Tim and Kon" sentence.. are you dating my Robin, Kent?

Kon: *whisper* please tell Tim that i love him!

Dick: chill, my other dad is your brother, remember!!

Superman: *shielding them* wait there, B. what's wrong with Tim and Kon dating?

Batman: there's nothing wrong with it.

Superman: so why did you mad?

Batman: I'm not mad.

Dick: i see you sulking, B.

Kon: wow, you're not helping, dude!

Batman frowned,

Batman: you two better wash the batmobile, don't leave any crumbs or dust and wax it two layers. now.

Dick n Kon: aye aye!!

as Dick and Kon run for their life, Superman just chuckles.

Superman: i see you sulking, B. is that because you discover your kid in a relationship this way?

Batman: no.

Superman: i see you're calling Tim right now, B.

Batman: ... i have mission for his team.

Superman just laughed.

Superman: sure, sure.. wanna grab a dinner together later? in Metropolis, i pay.

Batman: ... ... ... as long as the place is clean and the food is good, i can dine in no fancy restaurant.

Superman: well, you should because I can't take your princess ass to eat caviar with my reporter salary. is 7 p.m doable for the Gotham's knight?

Batman: accepted.

Superman: what about your patrol?

Batman: *point to Dick and Kon that wiping batmobile shiny.* they can do.

[quitealotofsodapop]

MK

Something came up on the mountain. Will explain during training.

DO NOT BRING OUR FRIENDS! Especially Jangles! Trust me, you'll understand why when you get here.

MK reread the message for the 100th time, worried over the implications. Not only does Wukong rarely use the phone Mei got him, preferring to simply Astral Project any messages they need to do, but he'd never forbid their friends form joining in on training. Not since they all started training together while fighting against Azure and Wukong had promised to not keep secrets anymore what with the Samhadi Fire debacle. So the fact he's asking to keep it a secret is a big deal. Although, as Mei had pointed out when he showed her the message, the other monkey had never explicitly said to keep it a secret, just that he didn't want anyone except MK on the mountain for some reason, likely related to whatever he was going to tell him during training.

"Weird that he pointed out Tang in particular. Like, what did Tang of all people do to make Wukong not want him near!?"

MK didn't know. But as he flew towards the mountain he resolved to find out. The last thing he expected was to be met by a very familiar face when he landed. Or rather, four familiar faces that looked far too similar yet still different from his family to be a coincidence.

"Eeek! Demon monkey!!" The Great Monk Tripitaka shrieked as he cowards behind Zu Baijie, Ao Lie, and Sha Wujing. All of them with weapons pointed towards him.

"Aye! Knock it off!" Wukong's voice roared out as he appeared in a flash of gold and red, standing between MK and the others, guarding him. "It's just my c- It's just my successor!"

The weapons immediately drop as the Pilgrims, the ACTUAL PILGRIMS from the STORIES, looked at Wukong incredulously. Zu Baije was the one to voice it.

"You!? A TEACHER!?"

"Yeah, I know!" Wukong snorted, as if hardly believing it himself, "But a lot can change in 1300 years and MK is a good kid. He deserves only the best, Piglet!"

"And... that's you?"

"No, but I'm the one he's got." Wukong's voice was flat, prompting MK to turn his attention to him. He yelped as a well placed kick hit his shin. "MK! What the heck!?"

"What have we talking about regarding self deprivation, Monkey King."

"What... I- that was for you!"

"Still applies!" MK folded his arms triumphantly as the audience began snickering at Wukong's flustered expression as he tried to find a comeback. Eventually his master concedes defeat with a chuckle, throwing his arm around MK in a side hug with a wide grin.

"Alright... well, let's do introductions! Master, Ao Lie, Sha Wujing... Piglet. This is Xiaotian, or MK as he prefers, my student and successor. MK, the Lilgrim of the Great Journey."

ah yes

Wukong now has to deal with an interlude of his old companions crashing at his place, whilst also worrying about possible time paradoxes!

At least half of the Pilgrims are convinced MK is Wukong's kid.

Tang is especially told to stay away cus he's not supposed to exist according to Buddhist doctrine. Golden Cicada was supposed to be done with the whole reincarnation thing after Tripitaka.

Macaque is going to laugh himself silly when he finds out about this! XD

[darkfictionjude]

YOU'RE DOING AN AMAZING JOB JUDE. I SERIOUSLY CAN'T WAIT FOR THE UPDATE 💖💖

Oookay, SO (I swear I might all caps at this point 😅)

LIKE, the story was SO COOL. WWC was the first dark genre (dark romance?) IF I've played. I SERIOUSLY DIDN'T EXPECT THINGS LIKE THAT, I GENUINELY LOVED IT.

I'll go ahead and start with the characters because I mostly remember dialogue/scenes between characters. I'm going to replay the IF to jog my memory 😅 (sorry if some if these might seem offensive. I'm offering my opinion on the characters based off what I remember. Pls correct me or say if I said smth wrong. I genuinely don't want to offend you because the story is really great and the characters too)

Our brother, Sally, is really trying is damn best, but idk if it's like he's holding on to the hope of, like, a happy family or smth (with at least crowny and other bro I forgot the name HAHAHA SORRY 😭) Tho I might be wrong. I also don't think he's that type of person (?????) if that makes any sense. DW YOU'RE DOING GREAT BROTHER, LOVE YA 😭😭💖💖💖

Sally, dear, I know the friend group crowny just unknowingly formed is worrying BUT YOU GOTTA UNDERSTAND THAT TRAUMA BONDING IS NECESSARY HAHAHAHAHA. I felt so bad for the random ppl he dragged to be Crowny's friend 😭

The other bro I forgot the name of (haha). Smoker and possible drug dealer. Nice, sure, okay. But, it seems like he genuinely cares. It's literally the thing with dysfunctional fam, there's a reason why ppl act the way they do, and maybe I'm just naive, but I like to give some space for understanding bc ppl aren't just black & white, so I like to associate him with words like reckless, teasing, protects you thru violence, still caring but like in a rugged kind of way (I'm so bad at words pls help). This type of brother with my Crowny, who has morals bc of Sally (HAHAHAHA). IT'S A DYNAMIC I LIKE. He and my Crowny would still cause trouble (betting)

I remember the dinner table scene where mother (was her name prudence???) appeared to get some wine and his demeanor became soft, and I— AUDGXVSHS AWWWUGGHHHH 😭😭😭😭 THE CHILDREN IN THIS FAMILY REALLY DEPRIVED(-ISH?) OF SAFE SPACES TO PROCESS THINGS WITHOUT JUDGEMENT LMFAO 😭😭😭

NOT THE SCENE WHERE BRO CAUGHT LORCAN AND CROWNY LOOKING IN THE ATTIC. On one hand, bro ur making Lorcan uncomfortable and it's also weird you assume smth like that. On another hand, BAHAHAHAH WTF IDK WHY BUT I FIND IT FUNNY HAHAHAH. Especially the choices in reaction, we can actually break his leg and he just continues screaming/whining Abt it I'M CRYING AHAHAHAHAHAH

(not me realizing I talked more Abt other brother than Sally. I really need to replay the IF after this fr)

ORLA. Gurl, we were good, ay okay sisters until it wasn't anymore 😭. Did it start when we first got possessed? (I believe it was possessed?) Like, that flashback where we were eating and parents were fighting upstairs and crowny decided to have a knife in hand and interrupt. NO BUT LMFAO, CHILD GETTING UNUSUAL STRENGTH IS SO FUNNY AND WE JUST SLAPPED ORLA IN THE FACE IM CRYING AHAHAHAH 😭

It was sad though, maybe it would've been fine, but it ain't a story without problems 💖💖 Orla haunting crowny is so slay 🥰

Not much to say bout father. As for Mother, damn what was that scene bro, where we had a heart to heart talk. WHAT THE HECK PURE GOLD. NICE. LAV IT 💖 HAHAHAHA TWINNING 💕

I initially thought about romancing either Lorcan or Nia, but after going through your blog, I think I'd like to do the "teenagers who can't mind their own business so they start an investigation group and it's an unlikely friend group but their dynamic is silly and stupid" LIKE IT'S FUNNY. Nia not included in the trope bc she really didn't want to deal with Imre's shit but y'know.

Anywho, thank goodness my bad vibes were right. Thank you for confirming it in your Tumblr, bc yes I'm not falling for your trick Imre. I know manipulators/fakers when I see one 🫵🫵. And yes, I didn't hesitate to insult him when the choice came HAHAHHAAHHA. I didn't spend much time with him in my first playthrough, but I might do so in my replay because I'd like to see the potential of goodness. Naive as the wording is, I believe you mentioned it, so like I'm just trying to curb my initial wariness/irritation to understand him better :)

Lorcan really is a ticking time bomb and for good reasons. The town is shitty to say the least but it fits the theme of the IF soooo HAH. KDNCUDBD He's the silly mean but with a softness and I like that. NO BUT CROWNY WITNESSING HIS MOM CHEATING AND IS THE CAUSE OF HIS DAD GETTING IN JAIL AND HIS MOM MURDERED, I'M CRYING I REALLY DIDN'T EXPECT THAT 😭 I really feel bad for him, but he's a fighter and a survivor! Go off king 💪💪💪

Nia, oh my gosh, QUEEN. She's nice, genuinely. I don't get why some don't like her because if the "ghosting" when we got admitted to the mental hospital/asylum. Was it not obvious that she felt bad about it?? At least they're still talking!!! Though, I can understand Crowny's feelings that led them to leave first after talking with Nia in the party. The fact she wants to be a doctor (surgeon, right?). WHEN THE WORLD IS CRUEL, DON'T JOIN THEM, BE SOMEONE WHO CARES. That kind of thing. And she really didn't question what Crowny was doing in the hospital, going to the morgue. 💖 Genuinely need to hug her till she can't breathe EEEEEEEEEEEE

I think I've been yapping too much haha 😭 NEXT ASK I WILL YAP ABOUT SOME SCENESE I THOUGHT WERE COOL BUT HERE YA GO AHAHAH 😭😭😭

-Ryn

Sally is toxic positivity so he’s holding onto the perfect family

So Percy is a smoker and perhaps he’s sold some drugs but he isn’t a drug dealer, Lorcan is

I love how you called what Crowny and Prudence have a “heart to heart” haha

So far Imre hasn’t done much good when I say good I mean more so that love is good he can elevate Crowny if they are like him

Yeah it is kind of funny that Nia saw Crowny just go to the morgue and it didn’t even phase her

Thank you ryn it was a good yap sesh 🥰

[qtboni]

I saw your requests were open and thought I'd send something in :]

What about a reader that has like really prominent canine teeth that are a bit longer that usual and pointy so they kinda look like fangs. I thought either Ghost or König would be perfect for that, because I think both of them would find it secretly really cool and extremely hot. Maybe there could be a hint of spiciness where reader bites them and they get like super feral for it?

Feel free to ignore this if it's not for you. Have a good day!!

HELLO BB !! omg what a hot req honestly ?! YES . [ fanart credits : vhenan_virabelasan on ig and ave661 on tumblr ]

╰﹒ 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐋' 𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 !

PAIRING: Simon 'Ghost' Riley X Reader

C/W: MDNI. fluff + smut, f!reader, neck sucking w/ fangs, hickeys, makin' out, praise, dry humping, and simon teasing the heck outta you.

W/C: 3k bubs

As you looked in the mirror, you couldn't help but be drawn to your sharp and pointed teeth again. They were unlike anything you had ever seen before, almost as if they were... fangs.

You felt self-conscious about them at first, but as time went on, you began to embrace them. Because lucky for you, your partner, Simon, had no problem accepting them either.

In fact, he found them quite attractive. Your fangs may have been different, but he loved the way they made your smile stand out. In his eyes, they were a unique feature that set you apart from everyone else. And he couldn't resist the urge to tease you about them, making you blush every time <3

You were cuddling with Simon at your home, feeling the warmth of his hand against yours. His fingers were calloused from work, and the feeling was comforting and reassuring. He suddenly stopped from carresing the top of your hand with his thumb and pulled you closer to him.

"You know, I've been meaning to tell you something," He trails off as he grins at you. "But I don't know if you'll like it or not."

His words filled you with anticipation, and you leaned in to hear what he had to say.

"What is it, Si'?" You looked up at him, curiosity flickering in your eyes.

"Lovie," He leaned in closer to you, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "I think your cute lil' fangs are quite sexy, aye?"

You felt your cheeks turn rosy at his words, unable to contain your embarrassment. His words sent a shiver down your spine, and you couldn't help but blush at the compliment.

As you looked up at him, you saw the warmth in his eyes and felt your heart skipping a beat. "Really?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

"Yes, really," Simon leaned even closer to you, his breath warm on your neck now. "Think they're really unique, lovie... intriguing actually."

You were left stunned, wide eyed, mouth slightly gaping. The sudden silence was almost deafening, and all you could hear was the sound of your own heartbeat.

Simon's eyes met yours, and for a moment, it felt like time had stopped. His fingers twined through yours, and you felt the warmth of his touch through your skin. You couldn't help but lean in towards him, feeling like you were falling into him and never wanting to come back up.

He leaned closer to you. The smell of his cologne was overpowering, but also comforting in a way. You felt his breath against your ear as he spoke.

"They make you even more beautiful than you already are." His words were like honey, and you felt as if your body were turning to jelly. You were so focused on him that you almost forgot where you were.

You couldn't help but let out a small giggle, feeling like a school girl around her crush. This man was dangerous, but you weren't sure if you wanted to escape his grasp.

"Thank you," you whispered, feeling like your words were falling short of what you wanted to say. "I've always been self-conscious about my teeth, but hearing you say that makes me feel like they're a good thing."

Simon's smile widened, and he leaned in even closer, almost touching his lips to yours. You suddenly felt your heart racing, and your mind was spinning. You could feel the blood rushing through your cheeks so you turned away, feeling your blush deepen.

"It's almost like I've got a cutie of a vampire with me everywhere I go, love," You hear Simon let out a laugh and his touch warming you up from the inside with his hands now placed on to your thighs.

"Vampire?" You turned to him quizzically.

Simon's laugh only made your face flush even more, and you couldn't help but give him a playful shove with a soft 'Hey' coming out of your lips.

His hands going up to your hips sent a shiver down your spine, and you had to fight the urge to pull away. The warmth of his touch was almost too much to handle, and you felt your heart skipping a beat once more.

"Yes, a vampire," he said with a playful smile. "The way that your fangs protrude from your lips, it's almost like you're a bloodsucker," he continued, his voice low and husky.

You had to admit that the notion of being a vampire was a bit unsettling, but the way he talked about it made you almost want to believe it. You couldn't help but give him another playful push, trying to fight the excitement that was building up inside of you.

"I'll have you know that I'm far too sweet to be a vampire," you replied with a smile. "But if you keep calling me one, maybe I'll bite," you added, trying to sound menacing but coming off sounding almost seductive.

Simon let out another laugh, it was deep and playful, and something about the sound made smile even wider. You feel his grip on your hips tightened, and you felt the heat from his fingers press into your flesh. The warmth was almost too much to handle, and you felt a sudden urge to move closer to him.

"Oh, is that a promise?" Simon's voice was low and husky, almost as if he too was feeling the same pull that you were. His smile was playful, but there was something dangerous in his eyes, as if he was trying to tease you.

You couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at the thought of something happening between the two of you. You felt your hands instinctively move closer to his body, placing them on his shoulder as you leaned in closer to him.

"That is a definite promise," you said, your voice almost a whisper.

The tension between the two of you was almost unbearable, and you felt as if the very air around you was charged with electricity. Your heart was racing, and every one of your senses was tuned into him, almost as if you were in a trance.

"Prove it then, lil' vamp'," Simon said, his voice almost a whisper, yet somehow still a command.

Without another thought, your body moved towards him, and your lips met his. They were soft and supple, and the feeling of his lips against yours was almost overwhelming.

"Naughty girl..." he mutters under his breathe. You couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement as the kiss deepened, and your hands found their way to his hair. You gasped lightly when his grip tightens on your waist. You feel him smiling in the kiss as his tongue licked your bottom lips.

For the longest time, it felt as though you two were the only ones in the world. There was nothing else that mattered, and all of your worries and troubles seemed to melt away. The kiss was almost electric, and you felt like you were on top of the world.

The kiss ended all too soon, and you both pulled away to catch your breath. Simon's eyes were locked onto yours, and the only sound that could be heard was your ragged breath.

"I think I've proven that I can pull it off," you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

"I think you have," Simon replied, a small grin playing on his lips. "I'm impressed."

He pulled his embrace away from yours, but his hands remained on your waist. "But..." he trailed off and you could feel his grip tighten slightly there. You felt your breathe hitch.

You leaned in closer, intrigued and eager to hear what he had to say. "But what?"

"Think I can recall that vampires have some favorite parts," he said with a sly smile. He leaned in closer, his voice now a whisper that was barely audible. "Don't they, lovie?"

The air around you seemed to vibrate, as if you had just discovered a secret about his powers. You felt your heart race in anticipation as you waited for him to reveal more.

Simon looked at you with a knowing smile, and you could feel your heart pounding with anticipation.

"Well, if it isn't my favorite part," he said, his fingertips grazing your neck as he spoke, making you gasp, a silent moan seeping out of your lips.

His voice was low and husky, almost a whisper, and every word felt like a caress on your skin. You felt your mind becoming fogged, almost as if you were in a daze. You couldn't help but lean in closer to him, craving the warmth of his touch.

"This?" you whisper at him as you carressed his neck, feeling him letting out a groan of appreciation. You felt your body become flushed, your breath coming short, and you knew that you were in trouble.

"Yes, love," His hands moved to your shoulders, and for a moment, you thought that he was going to kiss you again. Instead, he moved down to your collarbone and began to trace his fingertips along it.

You felt a rush of excitement ripple through your body, and your heart began to race even faster. You couldn't help but let out a small moan, almost as if you'd been waiting for this moment for an eternity.

As you met his half-lidded eyes, you couldn't help but feel drawn to him even more. He seemed to have a power over you, a primal energy that made you want to surrender to him completely. "Tell me," he said, his voice almost a command.

You felt your heart pounding in your chest, and every nerve in your body was alert and alive. You wanted nothing more than to please him, to give him what he wanted.

You felt a blush creep up your neck, and you felt like your voice was shaking. "I would say the neck," you said, your voice almost a whisper.

Simon chuckled, and the sound sent a delicious electric down your spine. "You're right," he said. "The neck is the best place to taste."

He feels you writhing from his touch, desperate little mewls coming out of your pretty lips, and he swore he's losing his composure. His nerves were on fire.

"Please," you said, your voice sounding so desperate as you clawed at his shoulders.

"C'mon," he purred, his voice low and husky. You watch as he bears his neck to you, silently giving you permission to feast on it. "Don't go shy on me now."

He wants you to bite him, to kiss and suck on his flesh. Your eyes were drawn to his neck, and you couldn't help but feel a powerful pull towards him. You wanted nothing more than to sink your teeth into his flesh and taste him.

He leaned in closer, and you could feel his hot breath on your neck. The tension between you was almost so hot that it makes you sweat, and you felt as if you were about to explode.

"Do it, baby," he said breathlessly, his voice a command. Your teeth ached to sink into his skin, and you couldn't stop yourself. You leaned in and sank your teeth into the soft flesh of his neck.

"Good fuckin' girl," he lets out a low moan and gods, were you feeling yourself losing control by his praise. The taste of his flesh on your mouth was sweet and powerful, and it seemed to heighten every sense in your body. You couldn't stop yourself from wanting more, from needing him.

You suck down harder, making him let out a loud grunt, tighten his hold on you, and it almost as if you're trying to consume him completely. Simon loved every bit of it.

The sensation was almost too much to handle, and you felt your head spinning. You wanted nothing more than to lose yourself in this moment, and you couldn't bear the thought of it ending.

He seemed to read your thoughts as he pulled you closer to him and pulling you on top of his lap. You felt his hands moving over your body, and you leaned into him even closer, hardened nipples brushing over his clothed chest.

Simon lets out a moan when he feels you sucking on his neck deep and messy. He then shuddered when his cock strains against his jeans. He closes his eyes in pleasure as your sucking noises and soft mewls overtook his senses.

Pulling away from his neck, you saw how the hickey you painted on him was quite light. Perhaps, it was too light for your liking. You continued on with your teasing as you graze your lips on the skin below his ear.

"Love..." you hear him let out a whimper and it made your eyes roll back in pleasure as his hands found themselves inside your shirt, now kneading the exposed skin on your waist.

Your teeth nibble at the sensitive skin of his and you feel his hips rutting into yours when your teeth sucked at the sensitive part behind his ear. You tugged and sucked deeply into the skin. Simon was below you, taking it all and feeling the ends of your fangs on his neck made him groan.

You take a quick swipe of your tongue over his skin, and you can feel the blood pounding just below the surface. You lean in closer, and this time your teeth sink into his flesh. He lets out a small groan, and your instincts take over.

You start to pull at the flesh, greedily taking as much of him as you can. You can hear his breathing quicken, and you can feel his heart racing in his chest.

You feel his hand traveling down and you whined when he guided your hips down to grind on his thighs. You breathed into his neck heavily, "Si.." You then licked the now deep, angry purple hickey you made and kissed it softly.

Simon's breath hitched at your voice, and he tightened his hold around you. He looked up at you with a mixture of longing and desire in his eyes. "What is it, lovie?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

You felt a rush of excitement and nervousness course through your body. You wanted him so badly. "Simon," you whispered, feeling the need to say his name out loud. "Please.."

He smiled at you, and the warmth in his eyes made you feel as if you were melting. His lips moved to where your ear was, and he whispered, "Please what?"

You felt a shiver run down your back, and you couldn't help but feel as if you were in a dream. The sensation of his lips on your skin was almost too much to handle, and you felt a deep hunger awaken in your core.

"Take me," you whispered, voice barely above a whisper.

He pulled back slightly, his eyes locked onto yours. "Take you?" he repeated, his voice low and husky, almost a caress.

You nodded your head slightly, feeling as if you were drowning in pure pleasure. You hid your burning face away from his view but he caught on quickly as his hand shoot out to grip your chin, making you look at him.

"Like what? Hm?" he teases you as he tugs on your shorts. You let out a whimper, writhing under his hold.

He lets out a breathy chuckle.

Simon leans in just a little closer, until his face is only inches from yours. You can feel the heat of his breath on your face, and you can smell his scent. It's intoxicating, and you find yourself becoming more and more attracted to him with each passing second.

He reaches out and runs his fingers through your hair, and you can feel your body react to his touch. He caressed your cheek, his palm resting against your skin ever so gently.

Slowly, Simon leaned down to kiss the corner of your mouth, his lips lingering softly on yours. "I do want to take you," His voice was soft, but full of raw desire as he hovered over you.

You tried to hold back, but your body was betraying you, your hands moving down to his shirt, your fingers caressing his chest. He gave a low groan, the sound of his voice filling you with pleasure, and sending waves of desire throughout your body.

"Please..." You whispered.

"Oh, but you have to earn that, don't you think, baby?" Simon whispered seductively. His voice left you breathless with desire, your body shaking with anticipation.

You nodded slowly, your eyes fixed on his, filled with desire. He rose from his position close to you, his eyes blazing with lust and passion.

He leaned in, his lips just barely touching yours, his breath filling you with a sense of excitement, your body shaking with anticipation. He pulled back, looking into your eyes, his voice low and husky, his words filled with passion.

"Then earn it," He repeated passionately. His hands moved to your hips, his thumbs lightly caressing your skin, leaving you almost begging for more.

"I know you want it, love. Don't you?"

originally thought of writing for the both of em but i overlooked my skills and time ( i wrote this when i should be sleeping 😭 ) i may have overboard quite a lot with this so i hope you enjoyed !!

[trashedsunsets]

Oaky okay but imagine this-

Everyone knows Soaps a little unhinged. He’s the definition of “match my freak and then out freak me”

His team know it, the base knows it, the Mail-man knows it. Heck, even Mrs.bloom, their deaf and blind 90 year neighbor down the road knows it.

But when he learns Reader is even more a freak then he is?!? Pure chaos and mayhem. God help task force 141 because now they’re two of them.

Better yet if reader isn’t part of the 141, if reader isn’t part of the military at all🙂‍↕️

Just one day Soap comes in grinning like a cat who got the cream and all the boys know somethings up. But none of them dare ask least Soap divulge all the explicit details of his latest escapade to the entire base. Yet the man is radiating a certain energy all day, one that says “ask me ask me ask me”. It all comes to a head when poor Gaz goes out with Soap for a drink after work. Liquor loose lips sink ships… that’s how it goes right? Well in this case it does because after a few drinks, much to Gaz’s dismay, the Scotsman is setting the scene for something even a pornstar would clutch their pearls at. Gaz tries to tune most of it out, unfortunately he’s more of a gossip than he likes to admit. Soon the conversation is sounding like “…pulled your hair… yes I know the hawk…”, “I thought that mark was from training, no way she did that…”, “your girl has a collection of what!?!”, “…I think that’s illegal Soap…”

None of this is kept under wraps from their superiors for long. Especially with the way Soap is flaunting new marks each one a bit higher than the last. All pushing the boundaries of what’s appropriate in the workplace but also maybe anywhere. Ghost will never admit to it but he’s certain he saw a bite mark on Soaps back in the locker room one day. The stares from others are enough for Soap to start talking about his ‘wee bonnie’ a feisty thing apparently if the scratch marks down the backs of his arms don’t speak a thousand words. All of these stories have left his Captain, Lieutenant, and sweet Gaz with an image of a certain kind of woman in their heads…

On a trip to the pub where Soap is surprisingly absent, yet not absent from the topic of discussion. As the rest of the men try to discern what Soaps latest bird must look like and how much longer they’ll last. Suddenly a certain shaved head catches the Captains attention. Without saying a word Price gestures to where Soap is standing at the bar, his arm wrapped around the waist of the most darling little thing. Innocent eyes that sparkle as she whispers something into Soaps ear that gets her a hearty chuckle and a soft kiss to the forehead.

Well you know some people move on quick. Price makes a sharp low whistle unmistakeable to his men as Soap whips his head around. Grinning when his eyes catch on his teammates suddenly Soap is guiding the girl he’s with over. Whatever bird he’s caught is a little wide eyed as Soap starts introducing her. “Aye this is my wee bonnie, the bitey one.”

A manicured hand is quickly slapped against his chest but Soap is unabashed.

(This one ran away from me for sure idk what this is 😫)

[eulaliasims]

Interlude I

Enna: Ms Norweni, there's a group of people outside asking for you. They came down the hill road.

Norweni: A group? Who and how many?

Enna: I don't recognize any of 'em. Um, a half-dozen maybe?

Norweni: Hm. Go find Sun and keep her close to you, please.

???: Ah, I take it you're Veridia's headwoman. Norweni?

Norweni: Yes, I am. And you?

???: I am Maddan of Wyll. I've brought these people to your valley to seek safe harbor, away from the war that threatens our home.

Norweni: …You'd better come inside.

Norweni: Enna, Sun, I know you're both eavesdropping. Enna, run over to the big hall and tell them we need food and beds for eight for at least a night. Sun, take my horse and fetch your Aunt Netty.

Enna: Yes'm!

Sun: I get to ride Dandelion?!

Norweni: Child, what did I just tell you?

Sun: I mean, yes, Mum, I'll go get her.

Norweni: This is the first I'm hearing of war within Abona's borders.

Maddan: I'm sure you know Wyll lies on the western edge of Abona. The feud between Chief Coel and Queen Icena has been spilling over our border since winter ended. We've had looting and farms burned.

Norweni: Maccus cannot be ignoring this, surely.

Maddan: The soldiers were Icena's, confused about the border between our land and Coel's and apparently incapable of caution. The king may only demand restitution from her. Or he may finally join forces with her to rout Coel, or break from Icena over the intrusions and join with Coel. I don't claim to know the man's mind. Whatever's going to happen, a few of Wyll's coven elders decided preemptively to send away some of their younger members, to ensure the magic lines cannot perish if war truly breaks out.

Norweni: And they want to cache them here like a hoard of coins.

Maddan: Aye, and in a few other places. This is my group. Orla, the blonde woman, and River in the purple coat are our witches. And the elders tossed me in for good measure, though I only carry the blood and not the talent. The others are townsfolk who felt safer leaving than staying.

Norweni: I see.

Orla: Cousin Helenet? Cousin Helenet! It's you! We all assumed you died!

Helenet: Well, don't sound so cheery about it—

Helenet: Wait, Orla? Spirits, the last time I saw you, you were just a wee thing. What are you doing here?

Orla: Great-grandmother sent us here!

Helenet: That old bat is still alive? Goodness, death itself must not want to deal with her...

Norweni: Helenet, these people have come from Wyll to seek refuge. Perhaps you can look them over to make sure everyone is uninjured and healthy after their journey...

Norweni: ...but first I need to speak to you.

Helenet: Fine. Angus, set up my work basket on the table.

Helenet: Boss…

Norweni: I was going to ask if you knew any of these people, but obviously you do. Do you know any reason that I shouldn't allow them refuge here?

Helenet: *sigh* Well, not really. Orla is my second cousin; she was just a girl when I left home. I don't know much about River's family except that they're generally upstanding, or they were. I don't know now. Because, you might've noticed, I've been living here for over ten years.

Norweni: Any of the others?

Helenet: Maddan is an arse, but not one that's going to be thieving or starting fights. I don't know anyone else, but Maddan's not likely to let them misbehave.

Norweni: Hm. Very well.

Diseta: What the heck is going on?

Norweni: You missed all the drama. We have new neighbors.

Diseta: Wait, wait, start at the beginning!

[fluffyenergee]

Mercs reacting to tickle bondage? Having their wrists tied up (or ankles) and oh nooo, what will they do?

Giggle... Again

Hi, giggle! Again! I have nothing to say so let's just go to the thing you came here for

Scout: I can't lie, he gets really excited by being tied up or otherwise restrained for tickling. He's very much a squirmer, so knowing he won't have that thin layer of protection even if it's just his wrists tied together or something? He knows it will tickle more than normally. Naturally, he tries not to show it but it really gets him in a stronger/lee mood.

Soldier: He won't even think too much about that it makes him more vulnerable, he will just be focused on trying his damn best to free himself, not really out of distress but out of the need to prove his own strenght even if just to himself. If he's not fully restrained he will still be squirming like crazy while tickled to free himself naturally while laugh-screaming.

Pyro: Pyro's just kinda confused at first and will very much try to see if he can break the rope (or whatever), not out of discomfort but sheer curiosity. But then when the tickling starts and with that squirming he realizes what is going on and will still playfully try to free himself but overall enjoys it. Tickling is tickling after all.

Demoman: "A-Aye, ye serious?". Kinda nervous and you can tell. Tries to free himself at first because holy shit, holy crap. The anticipation of knowing he won't be able to protect himself gets to him 100% and he can't stop giggling before... "YAHAHAHAHAHA!". Sincerely, I'm in love.

Heavy: Let's get the most obvious thing out of the way, his ler would really have to tie him up hard for him not to be able to free himself. So anyway, even if it wouldn't work at first Heavy would genuinely think he can free himself, if not at first then after a while. But when that doesn't work? First, he tries to keep calm but if it's prolonged it gets to him and he's laughing so hard, screaming at his ler to be freed and if it's really bad he gets to begging. Big begging laughing man mmmm aaaaAAAAAAAAAAaa.

Engineer: Looks for every possible excuse not to be tickled let alone restrained for it :"Am busy." "Now, there's no need for any of that.". Lots of nervous chuckling as he's tugging on his restraints to see if maybe, just maybe, he can get rid of them. Overall, tries every strategy to make his ler untie him or get free himself.

Sniper: He's kinda shy about it? That is if he knows that it's for tickling. Quite flustered too and will definitely protest verbally. If all fails he will be just like "You can tickle me without me bein' tied up just fine too." Once the tickling starts? He will still try to use his tied up wrists to protect himself if possible.

Medic: Like Scout being tied up for tickling really excites him except that he is not afraid to admit that both to himself and anyone else. He might be like "Oh nooooo, what will I do now? How will I protect my oh-so ticklish body now?". Seriously, he loves that stuff. Heck, he will tease his ler by wiggling in place and such similar good stuff.

Spy: Tries to act like it doesn't change anything, naturally. Duh, he was tied up before for interrogatios and stuff, he's not intimidated by that, at least until he realizes this is for tickling and he panics quietly, trying to free himself. Seriously, outwardly he will do everything to remain calm but inwardly? Oh, he's panicking but depending on the situation he might be also lowkey excited.

In general, I don't have a preference for gentle or rough tickling or tickling with or without restraints, I love them both but when I am in the mood for rougher tickles? I love love love as many restraints as possible. Anyway. I love them

[kumkaniudaku]

Nyla is going to have that oldest child independence. Home girl gon grab her keys and get ready to leave to go get a waffle or sumn. And have Terry clock her ass every time.

“Aye!” Terry had long stopped calling names for his children. Having a rabble rousing second stole all his ability to discern government identifies long ago.

Still, Nyla knew this particular exclamation was a request for her attention. She stopped short of the foyer and turned back to face her father.

“Yes, sir?”

“Where you going?” Short and to the point. Terry eyed his oldest child’s outfit, trying to discern her destination on his own but came up short. “There’s a school thing or something?”

Nyla quickly shook her head. “No. I just wanted a burger and a break from that headache down the hall.”

“You can’t just be walking out of here, MiMi. There’s only two adults in this house and you aren’t one of them. We clear?”

“Clear,” Nyla answered without protest. “Sorry. I was just hungry,”

Terry waved his daughter off before reaching into his pocket. “Don’t apologize. Just check-in. Here.” Two crisp $20 bills extended in Nyla’s direction served as a silent truce. “Get some gas and bring your mama a milkshake. Is that enough?”

“Heck yeah,” Nyla beamed, quickly grabbing the cash and stuffing it into her crossbody. “Love you, Daddy!”

“Yeah, yeah.” A flurry of kisses across his cheeks pulled a smile from Terry he couldn’t hide for all the money in world.

When Nyla pulled away, he watched her skip into the foyer without a care in the world, reminding him of another carefree lady teaching their youngest the importance of meditation in the backyard.

“Drive safe, Bee. Call if you need me.” He called after her. “I love you!”

“Love you more!”

“You could never!”

[idontplaytrack]

jos x reader hurt/comfort fic where jos accidentally hurts reader when she’s still learning her powers.

Keeping Busy

Jos Cleary Lopez x fem! reader

Warnings: accidental injury due to The Power, fluff, some coarse language, implied smut at the end

- w.c: 1.7k

It was Saturday morning. You had spent the night at Jos’ after school yesterday. You and Jos were the first ones awake since you got to bed early last night due to a headache. Margot was busy and left the house way earlier, Rob on the other hand, was home. “Want some breakfast?” Jos asked while you followed her down the stairs. It creaked, the skies were gloomy, casting an eerie atmosphere throughout the house, heck, the city.

It was the norm, but given the recent events. You were shaky, Jos was on edge…worried. For you, for herself.

“I’m…not that hungry, Jos.”

Her brows knit together in worry. “Is it the headache?”

“Everything is the headache.”

Jos bit back a sigh, kissing your cheek, “You’re okay.”

“No.” You chuckled, “No one is okay. W— all the girls are being treated like freaks with this Power. Still. Though that just explains why we even got it in the first place. They can’t stand seeing us being in control.”

“We’ll work through this, together. Don’t focus on anything else or anyone else. Just yourself, just us. There’s a lot going on in the world and you can’t change most of it. Don’t look at the news anymore, it’s not doing your anxiety any good.”

“The news is everywhere, Jos.” You sat down at the island, chewing on your nails. Then, you got a zap and quickly pulled away, seething. “Are you hurt?”

“No.” You huffed, resting your hands on the countertop, “Just startled, that’s all.”

“Good. What do you want for breakfast?”

“Anything, I guess.” You answered lacklusterly.

Jos decided on French Toast with some fruit. One of your favourites. She hoped it would cheer you up, even just a little bit. You were happy just watching her work in the kitchen. Until…she turned in the induction stove and you stood up. “Actually— Jos, maybe…you shouldn’t— you shouldn’t touch an electric stove?”

“I’ll be fine.” She assured, but you weren’t too sure about it. Several weeks ago, it was the microwave. Then the stereo in Rob’s car. Then she accidentally zapped her brother on the eye while fighting over the remote. And now, you reached over to her hand to get it off the stove but it was too late. Of course it was, she didn’t know how to control the Power yet and hurt herself. Since your hand was already on hers, you got hurt too. Her eyes went wide and she gasped, “Shit. I told you I’ll be fine, why did you— God.” At least nothing blew up this time.

“I’m fine, I’m fine.” You took a look at your hand, nothing wrong with it. It just felt like static shock, but somewhat more intense. If anything, this was an improvement. “Are you sure?” She hurriedly took your hand to see for herself. “Babe, yes.” You let out a chuckle at how worried she looked. “I’m sorry, I just— I don’t know that happened.”

“Me neither, but it’s fine. I’m not hurt. It just felt like static shock.” You told her, “Watch the french toast.”

“Right.” Jos sighed, pressing a kiss to your hand then flipped the egg-dipped slice of brioche over in the pan.

“I heard something. Are you girls okay?” Rob came down the stairs.

“I got zapped on the stove trying to get it on. Her hand was on mine, but we’re fine.”

“Sure?”

“Yeah.” You nodded, “All good.”

“Well, good to see you girls keeping busy on a weekend and doing something.”

“Dad, you want some french toast?”

“Not too much of a sweets guy, but yeah, I’ll take some.” He shrugged, sitting down at the island with you, “And you, no más café para ti.”

“Ay, noooo.” You held your coffee-filled mug protectively with both hands. “I need my coffee.”

“All that caffeine is probably why you have so much trouble falling asleep. And the lack of sleep is why your headaches have been at an all-time high.” He told you while reaching for a mug and the coffee pot.

You narrowed your eyes at him playfully.

“Point taken.” He laughed, “But I did a surgery last night— lasted till early this morning. I deserve my coffee.”

“You just got home?” Jos blinked, slightly taken aback.

“Got home around 5am. It is now 8:30, so minus the time I took for a shower? I got a whopping three hours of sleep.”

“So what are you doing up? Go back to sleep.” You muttered, taking a swig of coffee and putting your mug down.

“I tried.” He laughed, Jos put a plate of french toast in front of him. He walked up to the fridge to get the bottle of syrup and box of blueberries. “You want blueberries?” He asked, looking over his shoulder at you.

“No.” You muttered, accepting your plate of food from Jos, grabbing a banana off of the bunch in front of you on the island.

“Alright, then. You want strawberries too, Jos?”

“Sure, yeah.”

After breakfast, you went back up to Jos’ room quietly. “Niña, stop. Wait a second.” Rob stopped you before you started walking up the stairs.

“Yeah?”

“Are you alright? Do you have a headache again?”

“Again? No. I’ve been having it for two days.” You told him, biting back a scoff.

“That’d be a migraine.”

“So…”

“So, get some rest. Shut the curtains and lay down, sleep.” He suggested. “Does the coffee help?”

“Actually, yeah.”You arched a brow, “Anyway, I’m gonna go take a shower because the heat helps too. Jos, excuse me.”

“Be careful, babe.”

A little after you’d gone into the bathroom and started the shower, Jos was still in the kitchen with Rob, drinking coffee and chatting. Izzie and Matt were away at camp for a few more days, so the house has been quieter than she was used to now in a long time. “She gets those a lot, huh?”

“Stress is a big trigger for her migraines, I’ve noticed. And with what’s going on lately? All over the world?” Jos glanced at him, “It’s been some time since we got The Power, it’s a good thing, y’know? Self defence? There are so many bad people around, some just blend in. Why do they feel so threatened if they’ve got nothing to hide?”

“Some people, some guys…they just don’t like seeing girls in power, in charge. Because to them, girls are supposed to be the weak ones. But that’s not true. And, I know you’re still figuring out how to control the Power, that’s fine. It hasn’t been long since you got it, it takes time. Babies don’t learn how to walk in a day, Jos. Go easy on yourself for that.”

“Thanks, Dad.” Jos smiled and gave him a hug, “I’m gonna make her some more coffee.”

“Of course.” He returned the smile, “And, make sure she doesn’t go overboard on the coffee. And get her to try other stuff to help if meds don’t do the trick.”

“I’ll make sure.” Jos chuckled, “It’s…weird being in a house this quiet so far. I haven’t experienced this in years. Matt and Izzie would always be squabbling, or me and him these days.”

“Enjoy it while it lasts.” He laughed too, patting her on the back, “I heard from Mom what happened at her house. It’s good she’s confiding in you and knowing that staying here for awhile would be better for her. Especially with that migraine now.”

“They fight all the time, her mom and dad. About the same things, over and over again. It’s stupid, and annoying how they refuse to hold themselves accountable and change. For her, for her siblings.”

“You might want to talk to her about spending most of her time here instead of home. Get her away from that environment, it’s a huge stressor. She’ll always be in pain if she stays at home.”

“I’ve been thinking about it.” Jos nodded solemnly, “It’s hard to get her to prioritise herself. I’m surprised she even talked to Mom. But it’s good. I’ll talk to her later.”

“Good. Hoping for the best, mija.”

“I’ll uh, I’ll go check on her then make sure the room’s all set for her.”

“Okay. No funny business in the bathroom.”

“Dad!” She seethed, “Of course not.”

Jos knocked on the bathroom door, you could barely hear it over the sound of the water. “Yes?”

“It’s me.” Jos spoke louder, “You doing okay?”

“Yeah. Why?”

The door opened and she peeked into the room, “I got the room all nice and dark for you once you get outta here.”

“Thanks. Don’t even think about joining me in here.”

“I’ve been warned, so no. Don’t worry.” She bit back a laugh.

“I’ll be waiting in my room. Take your time, yeah?”

You walked into Jos’ bedroom a good thirty minutes later, dressed in her sweatpants and baggy t-shirt. She opened up her arms and you just straddled her and sat in her lap, inhaling the comforting scent of her favourite vanilla and rose lotion. “Hey.” She whispered, pressing a kiss to your cheek while rubbing your back, “You wanna lay down?”

You shook your head.

“That’s alright.” The soothing motions of her palm continued.

After a bit, you broke away from the embrace. “Maybe…I want some funny business.”

“What?” She chuckled, “Ohh. Alright.” Jos had her hand going up your cheek, cupping it before she tucked some hair behind your ear. She looked at you in a silent ask. You nodded, she crashed her lips onto your own. “I didn’t lock the door.” You murmured.

“I got it.” Jos sighed, “One sec.” You climbed off of her, spotted the tumbler on her nightstand and took a gulp. It was coffee. Ice cold coffee. Once she’d locked her door she rushed back to you, eager to kiss you again. “Let me see your hand.” She requested when you climbed back onto her lap, with your knees on either side of her thighs.

“Jos, I’m fine, It didn’t even leave a mark.”

“I know.” She hummed, her fingertips tracing your palm with no particular pattern. “I just feel bad, you were looking out for me and you got zapped.”

���I get it, but don’t feel bad. I’m perfectly fine, and it was an accident.” You assured.

She chuckled lowly, gently holding your cheek once again, “Let me make up for that and help you with your migraine. He did say to make sure you try other things. Besides…he only said no funny business in the bathroom. This isn’t the bathroom.”

You grinned, “Be my guest. I’m all yours, Jos.”

🏷️ Tag list: @arandomeee @ashecampos @auliisflower @cheesysoup-arlo @frogs00 @ludoesartandstuff @pda128

💬A/N: A pretty short one, but thanks for the request, anon. :)

[onegianthotmess]

“Shoo-”

When Floyd Comes Into the Kitchen During the Weekend Lunch Rush

Floyd: *casually walks into the kitchen* Hey, Zebrafish! How ya, doin’?

Sparrow Jane: *pointing at a counter* OI! ONE OF YE SLIMY TOED MONGRELS SPILLED SOME SAUCE! WIPE IT UP NOW OR YOU’LL BE SWABBIN’ THE DECK BY YOURSELF WHEN SHIFT IS DONE!

Octavinelle Student 1: Ye- I mean, aye, Captain!

Floyd: Zebrafish! Ya didn’t answer me! *poking Sparrow Jane’s cheek* I’m bored!

Sparrow Jane: Unless you’re here to be part of the crew for some reason, leave until the rush is over at least, Floyd. I won’t be having idle onlookers in my kitchen when we need all hands on stations.

Floyd: Ah, you’re such a buzzkill while ya work! Jus’ come with me for ten minutes, it won’t be long! Let’s have some fun!

Sparrow Jane: *whacks Floyd’s hand with a wooden spoon she pulled from the void*

Floyd: GAH, WHAT THE HECK!??!?

Sparrow Jane: *points at Floyd with the spoon* No one, and I mean no one, tells me how to run me crew, Floyd. Not you, not Jade, not even Azul. I’m the captain here, therefore my word is a god’s will until shift is over. Understood?

Floyd: Yeesh! I’m just sayin’ that you could take a tiny break for a second and that no one would notice.

Sparrow Jane: Please, do tell me, then, who would be the captain? No one here is captain but me. *points to a random cook* You, are there two captains here?

Octavinelle Student 2: N-No, Captain.

Sparrow Jane: Then, who is the one and only captain here, laddie?

Octavinelle Student 2: You are, Captain?

Sparrow Jane: And who am I?

Octavinelle Student 2: S-Sparrow Jane Black?

Sparrow Jane: So, you’re saying that I, Sparrow Jane Black, am the only captain here?

Octavinelle Student 2: Yes- A-Aye, Captain.

Sparrow Jane: And the captain is the one who runs things and the crew here?

Octavinelle Student 2: Aye, Captain.

Sparrow Jane: So no one else here can fill in for me if I’m gone because no one else here is a captain? Is that what you’re saying, laddie?

Octavinelle Student 2: A-Aye, Captain. Are…Are you alright?

Sparrow Jane: Yes, yes, I’m fine! Go back to yer work, ya lubber!

Octavinelle Student 2: Aye, Captain!

Sparrow Jane: *turns to Floyd* So, you see, Mister Floyd Leech? No one here can be in my stead while I’m gone because no one here is captain except for Sparrow Jane Black, who is me and I am her and that’s my name. Is that understood?

Floyd: Zebrafish, I followed none of that. Your back and forth talk is so confusing!

Sparrow Jane: Basically, if I leave, everything goes to pot.

Floyd: You can leave for a second! C’mon, Zebrafish!

Sparrow Jane: *blinks*

Sparrow Jane: *pushes Floyd to the ground*

Floyd: HEY-

Sparrow Jane:

Floyd: Make me-

Sparrow Jane: . . .

Azul: Where is Floyd?! We need him in the floor!

Jade: I’m unsure at the moment. Maybe he wandered to-

Sparrow Jane: *drags Floyd out of the kitchen and drops him by Jade’s feet* I believe he’s yours, sir.

Floyd: You’re being mean, Zebrafish!

Sparrow Jane: And ye intervened with how I run me crew, ya bugger! Now shoo!

Sparrow Jane: *walking back to the kitchen and yelling at the cooks* I WANT ALL HANDS ON STATIONS! ONE OF YOU SWAB WHERE THAT POT WAS SPILLED AND THE REST OF YE MAKE DO WHILE THATS GOING ON OR IT’S OVERBOARD INTO THE LOUNGE’S TANK FOR YOU! NO BITCHING OR SLACKING OF WHILE YOU’RE PART OF MY CREW!

Azul: I never thought a first year would scare me…

Jade: She’s fun and intriguing, if I’m being honest.

Floyd: She’s a buzzkill while working, that’s for sure.

Azul: Floyd, go take orders! We need another server!

Floyd: Ugh, fine! Buzzkills…

A/N: Jack Sparrow shooing away a rock/hiding crab is now one of my favorite things-

[scrumpy-swillin-scotsman]

Demo! Finally, Offense team is all here! Привет! This is Heavy Weapons Guy. You do not have to heck my blog, is me, promise.

@number-one-fan-of-doktor

Aye, I’ll take yer word for it, lad! It’s good tae see ya here, ya great lubber! How’ve ye been?

[qirongisabrat]

I wanna ask about the fem skk Rockstar AU!

I hv alr answered this one right here

But as I do wanna serve u more from it and get ath unique too I can provide you with another snippet from the same fic hehe 🫶✨️

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"Chuuya" Dazai whispered in a hushed tone as she trailed her hands along the ginger's cheeks.

"Would you consider it a lie if I said that I missed you?" The words were not even a whisper, hushed enough to be considered merely a breath.

In all honesty, Chuuya didn't know. Would she believe that Dazai missed her?

Dazai who never tried to give her a morse of what they could be.

And of what they were, but never grew the courage to face it.

So no, Chuuya doesn't believe a single word of what left Dazai’s lips. But, those eyes— those honey brown eyes for which any song can't do justice— they had the spark. The spark which Chuuya skillfully learned to detect.

'Don't look at me like I mean the world to you fucker.' Chuuya thought as she pulled herself away from the brunette's touch.

"Ofcourse not, only fools would trust you." She scoffed.

"Aye? What now? Chuuya darling are you calling the teen you a fool?" Dazai snickered and tucked her hand back in her blazer's pocket.

"Tsk tsk Chuuya, don't you remember? The teen you trusted me and fled out of the PM record's building to see Yokohama's night life?"

"I was a fool then, yeah and what about it?" Chuuya said indifferently while her fingers were busy tugging a lose string in her gloves.

"Nothing." Dazai answered, turning to look towards the sunset. Her mouth forming a knowing smile.

Dazai knew how fragile were the grounds they kept on crossing as each day passed. It was just a matter of time, till one of them stepped on a thinner piece of ice and the ground woyld have shattered to sharp ice shards. Making them both fall into the blind abyss of misery.

Yes, Dazai happened to be scared of Chuuya finally leaving her for good and so she decided to leave first instead, as simple as that.

Is she an asshole for this? Yes ofcourse.

Does she think what she did was good in hindsight? Again yes ( for most part).

People wouldn't get a Chuuya who is solely devoted to her career if Dazai was in the equation. It's a big win in Dazai’s books.

And for the rest no. Ofcourse not how can she tolerate the fact that this whole thing made chuuya so vulnerability in terms of relationships.

She had resigned to the fact that no one can top off shirase?

See according to Dazai just because She was an asshole doesn't mean everyone is. People who are 1000x better then her(and shirase at that) exist.

So right now looking at Chuuya who could have so so much more than what she has settled for, stabbed her heart.

"Well now you are back?" Dazai said in hopes of diverting the topic. She doesn't want to ruin it again. She knew it won't be like what they had before, still she decided to cherish any piece of connection Chuuya would decide to give her.

"Yes...I am." Chuuya answered back as she finally pulled the red string out of her glove.

"Let me help you with that." Dazai said as she snatched the string from ginger's hands.

" Ofcourse do whatever you want." Chuuya said glancing towards the sun instead, or wherever sun is based on the hue. It sure is late, she should head back to home.

To say it was long day for chuuya would be an understatement.

"Here done!" Dazai exclaimed, turning to Chuuya's side. Suddenly her hands were closer to Chuuya's hair.

"Hey!! What are you doing..." Chuuya's words faded as she noticed what was Dazai doing.

As soon as Dazai was done she moved back and fetched her phone

from the blazer.

*click*

"Look!" Dazai said as she handed her phone to chuuya.

A small red bow—if you can even consider it one with how crooked it was— hung from Chuuya's hair.

"The heck?" Chuuya said in shock and annoyance (only a pinch though).

"What? Has Chuuya never heard of the word reuse or recycle?"

"Nah uh Chuuya your whole thing is alt and all. Shouldn't you out of all be aware of sustainable fashion." Dazai said as she rolled her eyes.

As if this monologue could suppress how intimate the brief moment was.

"Shut up, man you never used to wear a costume twice you shouldn't be the one preaching me this." Chuuya countered back.

Again not really diverging into the serious part of this.

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[depressed-short-aroace]

I’m bored so I’m leaking my quotes list imma take requests for me to draw a character saying any of them

plz send asks so I can keep better track of what I’ve done and haven’t lol

Fandoms I’ll accept:

• Gravity Falls

• Dead Boy Detectives

• alien stage

• the owl house

• amphibia

• nyxia

• heartstopper

• hades

• stranger things

•hazbin hotel

• helluva boss

•heathers

• epic the musical

• cookie run kingdom

• Percy Jackson and the Olympians etc.

Content Warnings: Swearing, suggestive stuff, jokes about depression/suicide/religion/lgbtqia+/etc… idk if that’s all if there’s any others I need too add just tell me.

Ewwwww a paper straw

My scale is LAW

Do not bake your car

Pervert mosquito

You’re a ✨homosexual✨

Erasers are scary right?

You’re not special

You’re not that muscular

I can’t eat books

Do you want to die a painful death😃?

Cars can’t die

I eat lice

fwoggy on a skateboard

chocolate is chocolate

I’m not gonna get rabies from a door

Me great bully

MOAN

✨orange✨

It looks like a fancy bathroom

Garlic bread my one and only true love

I simp duo

This is white chocolate not cum

You caressed my leg

I write about feelings I’ve never felt

Please stop abusing me

Your neck is warm

No sucking dick on the field

Fuck the knee 👉👌

I hiccuped through my nose

It’s a hoodie mom not a shirt

I’m not going to the 80s mom I’m going to school

You’re like the opposite of my type

You act like a gay moron

you can’t steal from the stealer!

Your wrist is ✨sweet✨

We’re not that broke

God is smiling on you / no that’s the moon

Why are you massaging my biceps??

I want someone to rizz me with chemistry

Ur mom (x ♾️)

DO NOT EAT MY FOOT! DO NOT EAT MY FOOT!!

You’re lucky I’m sleep deprived

Is butter seasoning?¿?¿

I’m shedding again

Why are you putting a sock on my head??

I’m sorry but broccoli isn’t a fruit

Oh yeah your parents think I’m a demon from hell

I don’t think you can roast someone if you’re pronouncing the word wrong.

What? No imma solar pannel

Did you just ask what color is orange?

Reality is a lemon and books are lemonade

Didn’t you have a baby?

I’m staining your shirt

My kneecaps are still dry!

It’s ok girls kiss in pg movies

Eating babies is so funny

Zoey your memes are both hilarious and cringe

By the way I’m single

Yeah books are my type

Magicians they’re so trippy

It tastes like Christmas

Brad’s blinking funny

This isn’t the onsen

Just pee

I was now peeing in the dark

Chloe can I look at your ear?

I love North Korea 🇰🇵

I’m too gay for that :((((

Ay lemme tickle your collar 🦴 bones 🦴

I blinked once. Last week.

I don’t think you understand the concept of finger guns

How to birth a rat

Tell me your opinions on civil rights NOW!!

I ✨ need ✨ to ✨ piss ✨

My toothbrush is gonna have one heck of a job tonight.

Burn the orphans

He’s a they/them

My favorite musical instrument Cheese-its

Oh my god it’s gay porn!

Stop moaning

I’m too Christian for this

Hear me out Mafusa

AH YES CONTROVERSY ✨

Just imagine someone like just humps poles

Poles have a hole

Why do you have cream meant for a cow’s udder?

t✨h✨e m✨i✨l✨k

when you flow with the flow but the flow aint go

YEAH! ABUSE!

watch it burn as the children scream

i thought you were humping the bench

*squelches flirtatiously*

people traffic

your mouth is warm

Your hair looks like caramel 😋

He’s a mother?!

Dr. Who season 9 core

The popo hate them cuz they’re poor

*wakes up during surgery* delicious

Arm chopping is not a love language

I shunt hiny Pokémon

Jikey mikeys

I don’t trust America

#mermaid unicorn vibes

I love almost dying!… in real life

Uninspirational quotes with Ezra

She kicked me in the shin she needs to go to a mental hospital

🎶I🎶believe🎶Bill🎶can🎶fly🎶

Oh no… I just quoted Taylor Swift

Today we murder the off-brand grinch

*slaps book of bill seductively*

I’m so good at *daddying*

Ooh ooh temu shop like a BROKE PERSON

I’m trying to be racist

Get a life and stop licking my mech suit

“Touch grass” I can’t I eated it all

Only the fuzzy can make me pretty

I’d rather read regular porn

*rages cutely*

I start medically laughing

I tasted the rainbow, got poisoned twice, and drank piss.

That doesn’t sound like consent Romeo

Ah darn I can’t flirt with the beetle

ARABELLA KYS-

Cuz we’re gay

I don’t want Stan in my bed 😭😭

Do I even have lips?

Who is this b word you speak of?!? 🤨🤨🧐🧐

ErIcA tHiS iS rIgGeD ‼️⁉️‼️⁉️⁉️‼️⁉️😡😡🤬🤬🤬😤😤😤👿👿👿👹👹👹

Unlock the note

The power of the elevator

Take the bird foot

Wish dot com crucifixion

THATS IT You’re going on my pickpocketing list 👹👹👹👹👹👹👹

Billie Eyelish needs to break her arm

Im lowkey stupid but that’s fine

If you look up racist in the dictionary you get the best Willy Wonka movie

I won the award for best stalker 😎

ITS SO A 🥳

Elon Musk does not own Elmo. Elmo owns Elon Musk

Elmo’s made deals with the devil

I could be gay

Maybe I shouldn’t breathe today

Why would you want to have unprotected sex on January 1st?!?

My booooob!!!!

Oops my hand slipped I accidentally wrote doomed yuri

Your child is deranged

I speak Japanese good saKUra

I’m a bug :3 :D

I’m not a furry😭😭😭

Don’t you dare put that in you quotes list

That is not live laugh love

English is kinda zesty

Sinny vannilly

The Russians are freaky with Jesus

I think I’m failing life

I love abusing my friends

Oh I’m dead time for a screenshot

As a minor I yearn for your mom

As a child I yearn for minors

That’s so hormones 😎

I like how pollution looks

No consent for me I guess

Pucker up buttercup

料理が長い[translation: the cooking is long]

I don’t think I’d want to drink water that my eyes have been soaking in

That’s so homeless

Tumblr man sexy competition

I will be the next condom to kill themself

I am Tumblr sexy man bill tonight

That’s… how slurs work?

I’m a freaky minor

[spectrum-studios]

AY, i almost missed this, @zuliuli!

Also, congrats, you're the first to actually ask that question!

Yes, they did infact know each other for a while, half a year before the plot of mcsm even started! Heck, they even supported each other, coming out as gay trying to get each other a special someone as wingmen! (This was a very well-kept secret to the rest of the ocolots and Jesse's friends)

They realized they were unknowingly dating and flirting with each other, and they grew closer and got married a few weeks after the witherstorm. So, it's not exactly a fast burn romantic arc. They just didn't realize they were meant for one another for like half of the year they knew each other, lol!