#AYE HECK YE!

[qettleqorn]

Well Nisi already asked abt the ot3. can I ask abt shibi x kin 💜

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KinShi (Shibi Aburame/oc.Mae-Hui Kim)

Who wakes up first in the morning: Kin - She does. She gets up and gets ready earlier than him. But sometimes he wakes up first and just drags her in closer to him to sleep. Usually though he wakes up after her and makes the bed.

Who’s the first to fall asleep at night: It's actually a 50/50 when one or the other falls asleep, though she falls asleep first more than him by a small margin- she's more tired than he is always.

What they playfully tease each other over: Kin - He will tease and pick on her for anything really. But most commonly he teases her about her height and how he's now got the high ground. Since when they were younger she was vastly taller in comparison and now he stands above her by three inches. Which she will always retort back that he's still a shorty when she's in her heels. Shibi - She calls him her queen bee for a reason. She teases him about anything and everything. But she calls him that because the first time he had to explain the way his clan could almost be seen as working, was as a bee structure- implying he was a queen bee in the making. Eventually it transferred into her calling him Shi-Bee. But otherwise she picks on him for anything she can find that day.

What they do when the other’s having a bad day: Kin - If she sees he's having a rough day she makes sure to spend more time helping him with skin care, paperwork, whatever he needs. Though by the end of the night she makes sure to hold him a bit closer and run her fingers through his hair. She knows he mostly wants physical touch anymore in their old age. Shibi - He knows there's no real way to communicate with her when she's truly having a bad day. But he's found that sending her messages with his hive tends to help ease the situation. She'll usually respond on paper and his hive will come back to him with the information. When she's ready to talk she'll come.

How they say ‘i’m sorry’ after arguments: Kin - When she realizes she needs to apologize she can get kind of huffy. But relents and eventually will go to him. She'll apologize to him while holding his hand. Shibi - When he realizes he needs to apologize he does it outright. He goes to her and apologizes. This doesn't often work with her and depending on the level of offense he might be able to persuade her with a kiss or two. Otherwise he lets her cool off a little and then goes back to the topic with a smooch.

Which one’s more ticklish: Kin, Absolutely her. But only because he's trained himself not to be anymore.

Their favourite rainy day activities: Their favorite activity is to snuggle up together and read a book. It's such a rare treat that they get down time together. But just having a simple task makes their shared time so much sweeter.

How they surprise each other: Kin - If he's working in the village green house and she's off for the day she goes to visit him. Has a picnic basket and everything made. Technically she shouldn't even be in there but she "sneaks in" by "bribing" the people at the desk with some slices of cake usually. They then have lunch together. Shibi - He knows his wife loves insects, knows she loves jewels too. Sometimes when he's out on missions he'll look for a small store that sells crystalized insects. Though he's also made some too. Usually he makes them with the kids and gift them to her that way.

Their most sickening shows of public affection: Kin - Kissing him since he gets flustered over PDA. But otherwise it's just taking his arm by hooking it in hers. Grabbing his hand and kissing his fingertips. Boy does he die from that. Shibi - He isn't into PDA as much as she it. So for him kissing her in public is pretty damn impressive. Don't even think he makes out with her in public. Otherwise he just holds her hands and kisses her knuckles instead.

[imbored1201]

Can I send a request of barca teen reader who is very mischievous and tries to prank everybody

Piggy

Barcelona Femeni x Teen reader

A/N: I though of a situation of pranking someone then causing trouble with another situation👍

Word Count: 1,344

"Give me that." Ingrid snatched away the sharpie you had. "Hey! I'm using that for my notes.

"A sharpie for your notes, really?" She put her hands on her hips and gave you a mom look. You were sitting in the trunk of her car doing the remainder of your 'school work'. At least that's what you told her you were going to do.

"Yes, people do that; you haven't been to school in like 15 years, so you wouldn't know," you shrugged. Ingrid shook her head. "You always complain about the smell of sharpies, and you’re calling me old; this is such an old prank.

She was talking about the sign you had; 'kick me' it read, and it was supposed to go on Patri's back. "So, it will still be funny to see.

You took the paper back, applied tape to it, and shoved all your material back into your bag. "Don't be a snitch," you told Ingrid, and skipped away.

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"Hey, Patri," you said joyfully as you hit her back, applying the note. "You're happier than usual," she said suspiciously. "Of course I am; I'm officially on Christmas break." She smiled at that; now you were off the radar.

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"Ay!" You turned as you heard Patri yell, seeing Claudia there giggling as Patri held her butt. "You said to do it." Patri looked confused at what Claudia said but just went on with training.

It kept happening as training went on. Aitana, Ona, Lucy, Salma, Oshoala, Mapi, Jana, Cata, and Gemma all kicked her.

Ingrid would just shake her head at you when you walked or ran past her. All the older girls, too, knew you were the reason for that sign on Patri's back. Everyone did, but they decided to ignore it and let you have your fun.

It was a harmless prank anyway.

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"Okay, what the heck is going on?!" Patri demanded as she entered the locker room after a long training session. You held a smile as everyone turned to her, confused. You looked down as Alexia gave you a look, and you were surprised she didn't say anything about it.

You were already changed and only waiting on Alexia; you were the first one in the locker room, knowing you would have to make a quick escape.

"Why is everyone kicking me today?" Everyone shrugged at Patri's question; she scowled and got changed.

You stared at her as she took off her shirt. You quickly grabbed your bag, grabbed Alexia's hand, and dragged her outside.

"Y/N!" You heard Patri yell, and you bolted. Alexia sighed as she ran with you, already used to this.

It happened every training, and she just went along with it now since it put you in a good mood instead of a crappy teenager attitude.

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"Are you ready?" Alexia knocked on your door, "wait, I'm packing." "For what? It's just a gathering." You rolled your eyes as you fed Piggy and put her into your bag, leaving it a little bit open.

"Okay, I'm ready." Alexia gave you a look; she knew you were up to something. "Why are you taking a bag?" "I always carry a bag with me," you said.

The team was having a little gathering to celebrate the last game of 2023.

"We're already late because of you; I told you to be ready by 4; it's already 6," she scolded. "I fell asleep; Lucy says I need my rest to grow," you tried defending. "Get in the car."

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When you got to Frido's place, you rushed to find Patri and sat next to her. She gave you a little glare and went back to watching the movie Frido had put on. Everyone else was too busy drinking and talking outside or in the kitchen about the upcoming games.

"Patri," she turned to you, "yes." "Can you help me prank Aitana and Ona?" She smiled a bit; she was happy it wasn't her again.

"What's your idea?" You grabbed your backpack and took out the tiny box. A tiny box that had a tiny spider. The "tiny spider" was a tarantula.

"How the hell do you have that?!" She said in shock, and you shushed her. "Her name is Piggy, and I got her yesterday." Patri looked terrified as she scooted over a little bit.

"Does Alexia know?" You shook your head. "I need to tell her because I need to get Piggy a home." "Then how did you get her?" "Mapi took me; I told her I was getting fish food, and she didn't question why I had a box or if I even had a fish." Patri shook her head.

"You have to promise me you won't prank me anymore for a month," she said, holding out her pinky, and you took the deal.

Patri went up to Aitana and Ona, who were in conversation and drinking together in the kitchen. She grabbed them by their shoulders and dragged them outside.

You followed but got run over by Lucy. You dropped the box, and Piggy automatically crawled away, sick of being in that tiny box. "Jeez, sorry kid." Lucy helped you up. You looked around on the floor, and your heart dropped when you realized you couldn't find Piggy.

"Lucy, Piggy is gone," you said in a panic. "Who's Piggy?" She questioned, but you guys heard a scream. A loud, loud scream. "Shit," you cursed as you ran to the kitchen.

"No!" You yelled, seeing Frido holding a shoe in her hand, ready to destroy Piggy. "Piggy!" You yelled as you ran and picked her up.

"Why do you have a tarantula!?" Keira yelled as she stood on the counter. "I adopted her," you told them, and they both looked at you in shock.

"Alexia let you get a spider?!" Lucy said surprised. Alexia walked in; her eyes widening when she saw what you were holding.

"Where- how did you. You're returning that." She let out a sigh as she shook her head and walked away. "Great, I'm in trouble now. Good going, Lucy," you said, sticking out your tongue at her.

You walked outside, looking sad. "What's wrong, Amiga?" Patri asked, confused. "Alexia said I have to return Piggy." Aitana's jaw dropped as she saw what you had in your hand.

"Nope," she simply said as she went back inside, dragging Ona with her. Patri looked at you and patted your shoulder in sympathy, but quickly backed away when you lifted Piggy up to her.

You had a plan, though, and you knew Alexia would let you keep Piggy.

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For having to return your pet Tarantula you were already attached to, you were quite happy. Alexia was just glad you weren't going to throw a tantrum about it.

She was leaving to pick Olga up from the airport, and you were waiting to put on your class act. "I'll be back in a bit; please don't break anything." You nodded, and she left.

You sat patiently by the door, working up your tears. You rushed to your feet once it opened. Alexia walking in first with Olga's luggage. Then Olga walked in.

"Olga!" You cried out, running straight into her arms. Alexia looked confused on why you were crying. "What happened?" She asked, confused.

"Olga, I got a pet Tarantula, and Alexia is trying to make me take her back," you cried, and Olga glared at Alexia. "Bebe, you can't have a tarantula," Alexia tried explaining.

"Yes, I can! I bought her, and I love her, so she's mine," Alexia groaned as Olga smacked her on the shoulder.

"Okay, you can keep her, but she's your responsibility, and I want you to keep her far away from me." You nodded.

"Okay, now that's sorted, let's go out to eat, yeah?" Olga said as she wiped your tears. You nodded happily and skipped off to your room.

You grinned as you texted Patri the good news and got ready. With the look Olga kept giving Alexia, you knew Alexia was sleeping on the couch tonight.

[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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[antifrgl]

Headcanons about Hobie Brown strangers to friends to dating with another Spider person where they meet at Spider Society?

thank uuuu for ur request, i was so bored !! hope you'll enjoy reading that anon !! srry for the possible mistakes, i just had a lot of thoughts rushing through my head 'cause hobie is definitely my fav !!

friends 2 lovers ☆ atsv

hobie x g-neutral reader, fluff.

despite his somewhat intimidating look, he has shown to be pretty friendly, so he certainly approaches you first ++ hobie assumed that you should be his age so it's simply natural to him !!

he's very cool about it, just asking you what's up, what's your name etc ...

at first, it's quite professional ?? you have great but small conversations when you two go on missions, yet you don't seek for more time to spend together.

later, as you go on more and more missions, you eventually become friends, but again it's not like you visit each other or vent about your life outside of being a spider person.

but hobie genuinely thinks that you're a great friend and partner since you can always reciprocate his energy during the few times that you see each other :p

e.g "i hate being called spider-" "i know, you hate being called spider-punk 'cause fuck them labels" "ay totally"

eventually, hobie starts to see you under a different light when he finds himself often seeking for your presence !!

like, he's totally great friends with gwen and pavitr, but oh man he just keeps thinking abt how much fun it is to be with you when he's hanging out with them >_<

on the other hand, he also finds himself only being able to talk to you about his ideas, about how he's totally against miguel's system, about how fucked up he thinks his government is ... bc he immediately noticed how you're always willing to listen and to try to understand his thoughts !! how cute (:

pls don't ever mention how he can be very talkative !!!!! hobie doesn't really notice how he talks a lot more around you and he'd probably feel childish if you ever point it out !!!

no need for anyone to tease him abt his crush on you for him to realize that he has feelings for you. instead, he's well aware of them and he's suspicious abt how you feel about him.

once, you randomly met hobie's gaze but you two suddenly sensed each other (yk that spider thing) and how you just stood there for a moment just like him led him to believe that you must like him too >_<

HOBIE IS THE FIRST TO CONFESS, but it's honestly so sudden !! he literally just blurts out his feelings for you in a random moment !! (it's such a hobie thing to do x))

"isn't it obvious ..." you said to hobie almost whispering as he throws you a confused look before you guided him as your eyes traveled to gwen and miles, who were talking and walking in front of you two. you heard a chuckle coming from hobie before you looked at him again, "i mean, i don't know about gwen ... but miles is so obvious" and it was your turn to chuckle before hobie eventually spoke, "what about me ? is it obvious that i like you ?"

BAM

what the heck hobie brown ??

anyway ... to anyone else including you, he would look totally cool and confident in the moment but hobie would be lying to himself if he pretended that he didn't apprehend your response.

i mean, the guy is truly in love with you so he can be a lil shy yk >_< but you wouldn't know abt it anyway ...

so you two just have this kind of awkward conversation when your brain is still trying to process what's happening ????

"what's obvious ?" "that i like you" "you like me ?" "yeah" "you know, i was saying how miles likes gwen, but not like a friend" "i know" "but you said-" "ay, i said i like you, what about it ?" "what-" "do you like me ?" "yes" "cool" "ok ... cool"

and for the rest of the day you're just ... super awkward with hobie but OH MAN HE'S NOT LETTING YOU DO THAT !!

he's sticking to you like usual, you literally can't run away from him !

after a while, you two talk about your feelings for each other in a more intimate atmosphere, just the two of you hanging out far from the others and everything becomes more clear as you're almost back to your usual self ...

"ay, why are you laughing ?" "i just thought that you wouldn't believe in love" "yeah ... until i was proven wrong ... no but seriously, i just never thought about love" "oh, okay"

i don't think you would call him your boyfriend or whatever, same for him. you two don't really make your couple "official".

BUT hobie wouldn't hesitate and answer yes if anyone asks you two if you two are dating !!! so it's not really a secret, you two simply wouldn't display it, it felt natural to the both of you :p

soulmates !!

[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 !!

[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

[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?

[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-

[bambisspeckles]

Apple Picking ✿ Flufftober Day Eleven -- Johnny

Summary: Johnny takes you apple picking! WC: 644 <3 Song of the day: Brooklyn Baby ❁ Lana Del Rey

"Johnny!" You squeal out excitedly as you take in your surroundings. "This place is stunning! How the heck did you even find it?" From the corner of your eye you can see your boyfriends chest puff out with pride.

He offers you his arm, which you gratefully accept, before recounting his story.

"Garrick, the charmin' bastard. Told me ye might like, said his lass did." You giggle.

"Well he sure knows his way around a ladies heart, this is the cutest place I think you've ever taken me too." Johnny chuckles warmly beside you.

"Aye well it is Gaz we're talkin' about. Place's got a lot more too, few festival stalls n' whatnot. Yer gonna have a nice time hen." Johnny watches you closely as your eyes dart from stall to stall, adoration in his eyes.

"Think we should pick the apples first, then go check out the stalls. Oh! Unless you wanna go check out that food stall over there first." He shakes his head, leaning down to press a soft but quick kiss to your lips.

"We can do whatever ye want bonnie, M' nae partial to either activity." You smile at him, using the hold you have on is bicep to lead him to the orchard.

When the two of you arrive at the entrance, one of the workers hands you both an empty bag to put your apples into, as well as explaining a few rules the orchard has in place. After making sure you were all set up, you were allowed to proceed in. It was decently sized and the rows and rows of apple trees breathtaking to look at. You and Johnny scanned the apples of the trees, picking many of different, shapes and sizes.

"Oh, Johnny, Look! This tree has some good apples." He walks up next to you, subconsciously wrapping his arm around your waist as he watches you inspect the apples.

"M'… Looks the same as all the other apples we've seen hen, I cannae see a difference." You hum at him thoughtfully, carefully examining each shiny red sphere.

"See, look at this apple compared to this one," You pick two apples, holding them out in his direction. "This one is smoother and more shiny, and this one is more dull and dented." He nods along with intrigue at your words.

"Got myself' a smart lass, didnae know you knew so much about apples." You chuckle, shaking your head at him as you place the apples into your bag.

"I don't Johnny, S' just common sense!" You reply, a playful lilt tinting your words.

"Nah, think you're just smart hen. Smartest person I know actually…" You roll your eyes at his over exaggeration, but a small smile graces your face.

Johnny grabs you by the hips, turning you around so you're facing him. You bite your bottom lip as his eyes scan your features, his mouth slightly agape.

"Why are you staring at me so hard Johnny?" You ask, tilting your head to the side. A soft giggle escaping you as his rough hands cup your face, his fingers dragging down your jaw so he can lightly grasp your chin.

"Fuckin' Christ, you're a beauty hen." Before you have a chance to respond, he's leaning down and locking his lips with yours, kissing you hard and deep.

You sigh into the kiss, your hands wrapping around his neck as you fist the fabric of his shirt. After a moment you pull away, a satisfied sigh fleeing your lips. You assess his face, eyes glazed over, pupils blown wide, his chest heaving as he pants.

"Seems like we have to cut this trip short Johnny, you look a bit 'sick'" He groans, grabbing your wrist gently and dragging you back to the car.

"Dinnae know if I can wait till we get home lass."

[insertyourselfhere]

Body Swap

A/N: Hello! I'm back with another story idea. I got the idea of course from Your Name. I needed something else to write it was hard enough that I didn't post anything yesterday. SO let me know if you guys like this idea :)

Character Pairing: Gwen Stacy (Ghost Spider) x Reader

MINOR Spoilers for ATSV, like super minor if you squint.

Description: You were hanging out in your room finishing off a book you needed to do an assignment on for school. You got bored halfway and lay the book flat on your face as you let out the biggest sigh. As you did a portal opened above your bed and you were mysteriously sucked into it. You went through this portal yelling as you did. You saw a white light at the end of the hexagon shaped tunnel and were thrown into another bed. You got up looking around noticing you weren’t in your bed anymore, you let out another yell only to not hear your voice but the voice of someone else. As soon as you stopped yelling you looked down at your hands and noticed they weren’t the same as yours, a big man with a bat came sprinting into your room who you didn’t recognise. You yelled once again and passed out from the shock.

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“Gw..” You heard a voice calling out a name, you didn’t want to wake up cause you were having the best sleep of your life so you pushed them away. They came back shaking you gently but you pushed them away again, one final time you felt a light push.

“Gwen wake up” You woke up at the name Gwen, you sat up in your bed and looked at the man leaning over you. You let out a yell at the stranger in your room.

“Woah hey it’s just me, its Dad” You curled up at the end of the bed and looked at this gentle soul who had blonde hair. He was not your dad, your dad was super dead and you definitely saw pictures of him not having blonde hair.

“What’s going on Gwen you look like you’ve seen a ghost” Who the heck was Gwen? Why did he keep calling you Gwen. You held your finger up to him and promptly got out of bed running over to the closest mirror. You walked up to it and almost yelled again but thought against it. There was your consciousness currently looking at an unfamiliar body you had never seen before. You ran your hand through your hair and realised it was cut short, you checked out the body properly and saw the half shaved head.

“Gwen are you okay?” You completely forgot about the random man in your room, well not your room but in your presence. You stood up straight and turned around.

“Uh yes…Dad I am ay-okay! Why wouldn’t you think that?” You stood there, stiff as a board, the fakest smile you had ever mustered and he just looked at you.

“You know you can tell me anything right?” He said in a typical parent fashion, you smiled and nodded your head, he sighed and got up leaving you alone in the room. As soon as he closed the door you dropped the smile and ran around finding anything you could, opening any drawers, doors, closets, cupboards. Anything you could find to figure out where you were and who you were, you felt a bit bad trying not to go through anything private but also this was an unusual situation to be in and you believed the person would understand. You came up to a drum kit and out of your eye you saw one of the screws were slightly loose. You walked over too it and loosened it a bit more, you were shocked to see a uniform and a picture of this Gwen person and someone else. You put the photo back but looked at the costume next to it.

“All unit, requesting all units we have a break in down town.” You heard a radio going off and then heard Gwen’s dad yelling from the lounge room.

“Sorry honey gotta pop out for you know, ill be back later tonight okay! Just in case there’s $20 on the counter for dinner” Her rushed out of the room and closed the front door behind him, you poked your head around the corner and saw the $20 sitting there. You went back into your room and heard the same radio going off.

“All unit’s there are 5 armed robbers, confirmed 5 armed robbers proceed with caution” You knew that Gwen’s dad took his radio so you knew that Gwen must have had one stashed in her room, sure enough it was placed in a soft toy sitting on her shelf. You grabbed the costume you saw in the drum kit and saw the Spider Mask.

“I had a feeling this Gwen was a spider too” Just to triple check you jumped high with your fingers pointed upwards and your eyes slightly closed you waited for the ground to hit your feet but it never came. You opened your eyes and sure enough you were suspended in the air with your finger tips sticking to the roof.

“Cool! Okay it might be a little different from you back home but they will have roughly all the same abilities right? Like I should be able to do this” You put on Gwen’s suit (Respectfully) and placed the mask over your face.

You awkwardly made your way out of the apartment and went to shoot webs from your wrists when you realised nothing came out and you started plummeting to the ground. You let out a loud yell and managed to catch one of the fire escapes on your way down.

“Okay so she can’t swing? I find that hard to believe let me head back up” You walked back up the apartment sticking just fine no issues, when you climbed in you say the makeshift web shooters and grabbed them.

“Bro this would suck to worry about, like what if you run out of web” You put them on and they fit perfectly, you tried again first by shooting a web and it came out successfully. You hit the button a couple more times to see that it unhooked.

“Okay cool once to shoot twice to cut it, alright I got this” 2nd Attempt was much more successful however as you were flying through the air you weren’t use to this body, yours was a bit bulkier so you had more mass to move around with where as Gwen was not small just not as heavy as you so when you threw your legs to swing you over estimated the momentum and threw yourself a bit further than you were used to.

“That’s okay we’re learning! We got this, we need to go save those people” You headed towards the scene of the crime, you spotted the cars moving around and landed on the building next to them but on the roof so you couldn’t see them. You could see Gwen’s dad was barking orders organising everyone.

“Of course he’s the captain, wouldn’t be a Spider story without some sort of twist” You dropped down near them and walked right up to the officers.

“It’s alright guys I got it from here” You tried to walk pass with no issues however the entire police force turned around and raised their guns at you.

“Don’t move Spider-Woman” You held your hands up confused, but then remembered this isn’t your world this is another world where it sems that the cops did not like you co-operating. “Sorry Gwen” You said quietly to yourself and then leapt into the air swinging away from them and towards the bank robbers.

“Sorry Officers, didn’t mean to tease, ill be right back after I’ve done your job and saved everyone” Okay so they hate you and Gwen’s father clearly has no idea who she is so we have to keep it like that. Even if this is a dream you never know, it might not be.

You made your way into the bank crawling on the ceiling, you took in your surroundings and found the 5 bank robbers, you could see that they had taken some hostages too, women and children. As cliché as it is it seems like an elementary school decided to pick today to go on a field trip to the bank. You rolled your eyes at the irony but began crawling around a bit to see if you could get a better angle.

“Alright pack those bags and move them over here, the cops are going to escort us out of here and we’ll be home free” As you surveyed the area you tried to slowly pick off each of the guys that were below one by one, you would follow them, web them and knock them out before they could alert anyone else.

As you kept doing that you managed to get 4 out of 5 of them, the last one being the boss who was barking orders and standing right next to the hostages. “I know you’re there Spider-Woman” He said holding his gun up towards the ceiling, even though you had a BRIGHT WHITE costume on you still managed to use your stealth technique and hide well in the shadows. He couldn’t see you, you scurried closer to him know you had to do this quickly so no one would get hurt.

You shot a web onto his chest and pulled him towards ou, the shock of you being so bold threw him off and he dropped his gun, you knocked him out with your fist and then stuck him to the ceiling where all his other buddies were. You dropped down towards the hostages and ran over untying them.

“Thank you Spider-Woman” They all said as they were all untie and let go out of the building, you follow them out not so far behind and then began thwipping away towards Gwen’s apartment. You smiled from ear to ear on a successful mission and absolutely loved the feeling of being a Spider no matter what dimension it was in.

You landed in Gwen’s room quickly taking off her costume, putting it away and hiding all her spider related stuff. You laid back down on her bed, you let out a small sigh and held your hands in front of your face.

“Well Gwen whoever you are we smashed it today so yay! I wonder if theres anyone I need to tell or talk to about it?” You checked her phone and saw that she had a couple of photos of that same person that you saw in the drumkit but also a couple of photos of another boy who had glasses. You went through the contacts lists and her messages to see if there was anyone you spoke too regularly. The last message you saw was from a Peter Parker dated 1.5 years ago saying “I can’t wait to see you at prom” and then nothing else, there were calls from her dad and texts from her dad but apart from that nothing else for awhile.

“Gwen, don’t tell me” And sure enough you did the one thing you shouldn’t do and that’s look up your name on spoogle (Google in this dimension), you looked up Spider-Woman, you looked up Peter Parker and were met with a horrible event.

“Spider-Woman killed Peter Parker” You shook your head refusing to believe that knowing that the media had decided to pin the blame on that boys death on someone. Apart from Peter’s death there was lots of articles, rumours, typical Spider-Woman stuff on there. You turn off the phone and placed it back down on the bedside table.

“Gwen, I am so sorry” You laid in bed for a bit longer, your breathing started to get even and your eyes started to droop. You felt your body disappear and so did all your surroundings. Soon enough you felt yourself starting to grown conscious again, opening your eyes you got up looking around frantically.

“I’m back in my room” You said out loud looking at the colours, the posters you had laying around and your clothes thrown exactly how you liked them around your room.

“Oh so it was a dream” You got up ready to start your day in your body and you were slightly happy that it was over, you were a bit disappointed though in finding out it was all a dream, you wanted to see if you could help out that imaginary person you made up. You walked into your bathroom and got a proper look at your face. You yelled as loud as you could, looking over your face all you saw were bruises, scrapes, scratches and cuts.

“No what, last thing I remember was falling asleep in bed reading that stupid book” You frantically ran around your house looking for signs, you stopped and jumped on google looking up your Spider name only to see embarrassing videos of you failing completely to apprehend your Doc Ock.

“Could this day get any worse” You sighed holding your hands in your head, as you hid away from the world your Aunt entered the room folding her hands across her chest.

“Do you want to tell me whats going on” Your body shivered at the sound of your Aunt coming into the room, you looked towards her and could see she was mad at you.

“Ah it depends can you tell me what I did yesterday” Her anger dissipated as quickly as it came and she ran over to you.

“Who’s Gwen?” She asked crouching next to you, you held your head once again not knowing how to tell your Aunt this but you swallowed your fear and looked at her.

"I'm not too sure myself A/N all I know is that shes lonely and she needs help" You said looking at your Aunt again

“Look Y/N, I don’t know whats going on, but if this is real and she comes back what are we going to do” You shrugged your shoulders not wanting to think about this problem anymore. A small part of you was hoping you were right, hoping that you got to be her again because in your heart it was like you could hear hers calling out to you. That she needed help.

“I don’t know what we’re going to do but all I know is that we need to be prepared and plan for when it happens, but I am going to need your help” She nodded and hurried back to making you breakfast, you got up looking at your face once again wincing.

“Gwen, wherever you are, I hope your okay”

[sheep33hallow]

Mix and Match (GhostSoap ABO)

AO3

According to military rules, once you join, any spouse you have has to go to another military officer if you're K.I.A. Any knowledge they have has to stay in the branch you joined.

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“Bend over Johnny.” 

Soap does as told. His pregnant belly is in the way, but he leans down over the bathroom counter while Ghost stands behind him, and pulls his pants down. 

Ghost squats behind him, his thumb rubbing over his unopened pussy. The spot is still sensitive, since it won't be cracked until he gives birth. 

Soap's moans are muffled by the marble counter. 

“Can't believe my brother couldn't break this open.” His gloved finger caresses the thick pubic hairs over the outer labia.

“We never tried.” Soap defends. 

Ghost tsk, then pulls Soap's pants back up while he stands. “And if I try, you might go into early labor.” He pats Soaps bum. “I'll put my scent into you another way.” 

Then walks out of the bathroom without a look back at Soap.

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It's been three months since Tommy, Soap's mate, had been K.I.A, and two since he'd meet Ghost. 

He's heard stories about Ghost. Any one who's been in the military has. He's a big mother fucker who walks on air. He's a hard ass to his recruits, but knows how to make the perfect soldier. 

And he's his brother in law. 

According to military rules, once you join, any spouse you have has to go to another military officer if you're K.I.A. Any knowledge they have has to stay in the branch you joined. It didn't matter that Soap himself was a decorated demolition expert, he was an Omega first, and a pregnant one at that.

He never met Ghost at any of the family functions, but they did receive a gift at their wedding from the guy. 

At the base he was at with Tommy, it had a more family friend atmosphere to it. He had a crew of other parent Omegas and Betas he was getting to know, so he wouldn't be alone for the long deployments Tommy would still go through. Now, he was on a base, called The 141, and the conditions were harsher, more feral in nature. 

Ghost always wore a mask. 

He met Price, the Head Alpha of the pack, warmly welcomed Soap to their base, and instantly started talking to him about his expertises. 

Then he met Gaz, Price’s Omega, and he had a toddler, strapped to his back, sleeping, while they walked outside, and he showed Soap the exercise grounds, and one of the spots had a mud pit. 

Children of different ages were running around naked in it wrestling each other. Then one called out Mom, before running over to Gaz and hugging the heck out of him while caked in dirt. 

Soap was surprised, but a deep part of him felt relief, and he couldn't explain why. 

Ghost didn't talk to him much. He had a room ready for Soap before he showed up, along with another room. 

“Once we heard about you, they upgraded me to this house. Decorate it how you want.” Ghost told him on the first day. 

Since then he's ordered new things to the house. Everything in his old home, minus a few things he had before mating Tommy, was gone. It had Tommy's smell in it, and he can't take a new mating bite while smelling like the old guy. 

Ghost had found an alternative route to getting his smell inside Soap, and he was drinking it from his Stanley cup while standing next to Ghost while he yelled at the recruits. He had woken up alone, which is normal for him so far, but today he needed more and stole a sweater from Ghost’s hamper before grabbing his protein shake and walking out the home to find Ghost. 

His new mate wasn't hard to find when he allowed himself to be. 

Taking a sip. “Aye, Ghost?” He was drowning in Ghost’s sweater, he had to roll the sleeves up to his elbows, and he tucked the front part into his pants. 

“Yes, Johnny?” There was a moment for conversation while the soldiers ran their laps. 

They were standing under a shaded tent, a bench behind them, and a random man, Soap thinks his name was Roach, was cleaning a gun at a table. 

“Wit ye put in this drank? Taste different.” 

Ghost looks at Soap, Soap assumes he's raising his eyebrow, but he can't be sure with that balaclava on. “Didn't change shit about it Johnny.” 

Soap wants to whine at him. Call him a liar. “Aye want another one.” Soap mumbles with the straw between his lips. 

Ghost huffs a laugh, looking Johnny up and down, then looks back at his recruits. “Wait until I get home.” 

Soap feels furious, then gestures for the other man with them. “Cannae the laddie watch over them.” 

The antenna on the man’s helmet bounced for a moment. 

“No, he can't.” Ghost admits, reluctantly. “Also, those drinks take time to make, so you'd be waiting anyway.” 

Before Soap can have the meltdown, Ghost can sense is coming, he grabs the front of Soap's shirt, and yanks him to stand in front of Ghost. Ghost rests a hand on Soap's stomach, and rubs it. 

Soap's body instantly relaxed, leaning back into Ghost’s body. “If I told you to blow up that building over there, killing all those recruits. How would you do it?” Ghost asks. 

Soap purrs as if Ghost asked him for his hand on marriage, and goes off on explaining in detail how he'd do it. 

Off to the side, Roach is taking pictures on his flip phone. 

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The infant is swaddled with military precision, while Soap is laid out, six weeks post, with Ghost between his legs on their bed. 

The stupid mask is still on, but Soap is too incoherent to care. His pussy is open, and Ghost is examining it. His gloves are on, sticking his fingers inside of Soap's hole. The leather eases the glide as he fingers him in and out. 

Soap is beyond the word sensitive. He's already squirted three times in the thirty minutes Ghost has been touching him. Ghost is in a short sleeve top, white no less, and evidence of Soaps fluids are sprinkled all over it. He's in his boxers, so there's skin to skin where their thighs meet with Johnny's legs over his hips. 

Johnny's in the nude, freshly showered before Ghost caught him. He was looking down at his son, sleeping in the bassinet before Ghost silently curled an arm around him, and down onto his back. 

“This here mine, Johnny?” Ghost asks. 

“Nae without a knot, sir.” Soap cheeky replies. 

Ghost nods. “You're right, soldier.” He pulls his fingers out. Wiping the excess on Soap's pubes. “You could get pregnant again after this.” Ghost sticks a hand into his boxer, before pulling his fat uncircumcised cock out. 

Soap shivers at the heat his pussy feels when Ghost's cock presses against it. “Sure can.” Soaps answers. 

“I think you belong on the field, soldier.” Ghost rubs Soap's inner thigh with his free hand. 

“Ah do, sir.” Soap throws his head back, when Ghost pokes the head of his cock, just at the opening. 

“Johnny, Johnny. You've met me less than a year ago, and I've just been making all of these decisions for you.” He pushes in. “I wonder if you listened this well to my brother.” 

“Naw!” Soap squeals, he grips the bed sheets. He silently screams when Ghost fucks into him. Not too kindly caring for how new his pussy is. 

“So you're not always this easy?” The slap, slap of their skin is music to both of their ears. Ghost can't deny how he's been waiting to get inside Soap. The little demolition expert has been a figure in his dreams for too damn long since even before he acquired him from his brother. 

“Naw, sir. Just ye. Special like that.” Johnny admits. 

Ghost pushes half of his mask up, Johnny looks up at him with dazed eyes. “Yer teeth…” 

Ghost pulls out, and turns Soap onto his stomach. “Along with my knot, all six of your scent marks will be bit tonight. I won't be foolish like my brother, and allow another you to get pregnant by another if I die.”

One of his fangs slices into the back of Johnny's neck. “Deep in your bones is where you'll feel me.” 

AO3

[stringsnwires]

AY PALLY LOOK WHAT I MADE

Green holds up a loaf of freshly made sourdough

want any?

- @the-green-scout

Oh, heck yes!

[kittyball23]

Could you write a fic where Clay arrives at the Putt Putt and meets Viva?!

Apologies for the delay! Writers block hit me hard for this one 😣 But here it is now! 😃

Introductions (a Trolls fanfic)

When Clay managed to get himself upright again (or as upright as he could, hunched there in the bushes), he huffed in annoyance.

“What was that for?”

“SHHH!” the Troll who’d shoved him into their hiding hissed in a hushed voice. “Are you crazy? You’re going to get us killed!”

She’s one to talk about being crazy, he thought. No respectable Troll would go around pushing folks into the shrubs! “Look, I don’t know - “

“SHHH!” he was interrupted by her again, the shushing more urgent.

“But I just - “

“SHHHH! SHHH! SHHHH!” She gestured wildly, hoping he would get the message.

Problem was, Clay didn’t really know what her message was. She had hardly said a word to him on whatever matter was putting her in such a fritz, and her strange behavior had gone on long enough for him to become annoyed. He gave her a deadpanned look, and raised his hand slowly (and quite sarcastically) as if a student in a classroom waiting to be called on.

“What?” she grumbled. “What could be so important that you’re gonna lead them right to us?!”

Clay cocked his head. “What? Who is ‘them’?” he asked, uncertain.

“You know!” she said, lowering her voice. “Them.”

Clay crossed his arms. “I’m not catching your drift, girl.”

She rolled her eyes and came closer, whispering something that had two words in it, though he couldn’t make anything out aside from “The…”

“Come again?” he asked.

“Darn it, the BERGENS!” she shouted. As soon as she did, however, she gasped and covered her mouth. 

Clay startled when he heard screams sound from around them - other Trolls he hadn’t realized were there frantically scurrying out and about, and whimpering with fear.

The Troll he was with facepalmed and muttered under her breath. “Ay, caramba…” Then she scrambled out of the bush and cupped her hands around her mouth, amplifying her voice. “Okay guys, please calm down, settle down please! It’s a false alarm! There aren’t any of them around, we’re okay!”

“Are you sure?” one worried voice asked.

“Yes,” she assured.

Clay took the opportunity to step out from the bushes as well, brushing off stray leaves and dirt that clung onto his vest and slacks. Plucking out a twig stubbornly clung to his yellow hair, he got a better look at the girl who’d roughly shoved him in the first place, now that they were in the light. Like much of the other Trolls who accompanied her, he noticed she was costumed in greenery - a camouflage of grasses and drab brown coverup. Yet, something seemed to spark his memory…

“You look familiar…” he mumbled out loud.

At the mention of it, the Troll ditched the attire, freeing her golden-curled do and exposing pink skin from under the dull colors that she’d powdered herself with. When her fuchsia eyes met his, he already knew who she was even before she properly introduced herself with a wide smile and perky attitude to match.

“Hiya, I’m Viva! Former princess of Pop Village, current leader of Putt Putt Village and every Trollstice Refugee. Well, at least that’s what we’re calling ourselves for now… But anyway, it’s super nice to meet you, mister…?”

He extended a hand out for her to shake. “Clay.”

“Mister Clay! Right, can I just say that I’m so sorry for pushing you like that? I was just trying to make sure you wouldn’t be in the way of danger! No hard feelings?”

Clay would have answered respectfully, as he was in the presence of royalty, but his confusion prevented him from doing so. He was being hit with a little too much at once, and was in desperate need of clarification. “Trollstice?” he echoed dumbfoundedly. “Danger? Refugees? What the heck is this all about? And what are Bergens?”

He winced when the screams pierced out again, and the frantic scurrying resumed.

Viva pressed a finger to his lips and tittered nervously. “Please, don’t say that word. Like, ever. We try to avoid it. I mean, you would too, right?”

Clay shrugged, clueless.

Viva looked confused. “Uhh… you are from Pop Village, right?”

“I was,” the yellow-haired Troll clarified. “I haven’t been there in some years.”

Viva suddenly seemed to understand. “Ooohhhh… I guess that explains it,” she mumbled, more to herself than to Clay. “I’ll tell you everything,” she explained, “but you gotta come with us. We can’t stay here. It’s not safe.” She turned from him and called to her companions. “Okay, folks! Let’s move out!”

“Wait, we’re heading back to Pop Village?” Clay asked, unsure.

Viva gasped. “No!” she cried. “Never! No way! Unless you’d rather be Bergen lunch!”

The Troll ducked her golden-curled head in embarrassment when her companions screamed yet again at the frightening word. “Sorry!” she squeaked.

Then she grabbed his hand and tugged him along behind her. “We’re going somewhere safer. Somewhere a-mastic!”

When Clay gave her a baffled look at the strange new word, she sighed. “No good? Yeah, I don’t think so either. I’ve tried it a few times, but I’m kinda just like ‘bleh,’ don’t like it.”

Continuing on their path, she spoke with incredible speed and energy, so much so that at times it was difficult to keep up. But Clay managed, learning all about the survivors' town even before they arrived to it, and the critical necessity it was to shield themselves from the monstrous predators that were their enemy. By the time he stepped within the gates, he knew all about these ‘Bergens,’ and what chaos they’d caused.

His involvement in their mission and with Viva, however, was something that was yet to be discovered.

[boowritess]

Gaz and The Unaware Three

kyle "gaz" garrick x gn!reader

a/n: i really fucking love gaz bro, and i whipped this outta my brain instead of my essay but uwu. tbh it's a mess, but it's my mess. hope ya'll enjoy and are safe xx drink water, and get some rests babes!

when it came to going on breaks, everyone knew that gaz went home, assuming he went by family. i mean it made sense didn't it? there were times he was on the phone texting someone, when asking who it was, and he just casually responds that it was someone from home. that was normal. why second guess that. another moment he was wrapping up a phone call, "alright, yes i will remember! it's my sisters birthday of course i will! okay. i love you. love you. g'night."

"was that your mummy? missing your mummy gaz?" soap teased watching the younger male pocket his phone. gaz playfully stared daggers at him,

"nah it wasn't, it was yours she just rang me to ask when i-"

"don't ya dare finish that sentence-"

"when i'll give her a son she'll actually love!" he booked it, soap close behind.

"aye! ya wee git!"

other than that, there was no telltale sign that he was in a relationship. thing is they would've known. right? i mean they spend every waking minute with one another, they woulda known. of course, they each were allowed to keep things to themselves, but to task 141, it was gaz! gaz was their unoffical but offical baby of the group! and were inherently protective of him without even realizing. heck one drunk night ghost and price surrounded the poor lad.

"gaz- kid- listen," price huffed, leaning close to gaz, putting a heavy hand on his shoulder, smelling heavily of whiskey and cigars, "i just want you to be happy with whoever! okay?" then he stabbed a finger in his chest, attempting to give him a serious stare, "i don't give a fuck who- who you- ah fuck, ghost?"

ghost, who had been looming over gaz had been nodding along with price's word and as soon as the captain faltered he stepped in, words slurred, "we will kill them if they ever hurt you? m'kay, gaz? gotit? and we don't give a FUCK what they identify as-"

"oi! i do-"

"shut up!" ghost put a gloved hand on gaz's other shoulder, leaning down, "i don't give a fuck whomever they are. if they hurt you- i can get rid of their body-"

it was laswell who came to gaz rescue, "hey see! if it's a women, laswell will beat her up if the witch hurts ya!" price hooraed, rising a glass in the air. laswell shaking her head, a smile on her face. the next morning, ghost said not one word, and price pretended he didn't remember anything from that night.

so, they all just think he's single.

till one mission gaz gets hurt and sent to the hospital. when they went to check on him they expected to see his family, but upon entering the hospital room, it was clear there had been people, with the amount of flowers, balloons and cards. but other than that it was just gaz.

making themselves known, they fell into conversation with the healing male, who suffered from a bullet wound and a broken leg. moments later the door to the room opened, you came in carrying a duffel bag, eyes focused on the items in the bag.

"okay, i washed your clothes and i packed some stuff that'll be easy for you to put on over the cast and yes i got your boxers with the kittens on them- oh, shoot." your heart jumped, seeing not just your partner staring at you, but three others, faces you immediately recognized from the photos gaz had sent you, "hi! oh sorry for Interrupting!" you beamed, sending them a large smile. "i'll just put this down and leave you's too it!"

soap was the one to jump up, feigning the persona of a perfect gentleman he grabbed the bag from you, "here, let me. are you gaz's sibling? can't be you're too pretty to be related to that." he grinned.

"oi!" gaz yelled, "soap get your ugly face away from my partner would you?"

everyone's jaw dropped. when you entered they assumed you could've been a friend of his, not really peicing that you could've been a partner and in their opinion, you were way out've his league.

"piss off! no, that's not your partner." ghost grumbled leaning back in the chair.

"excuse me what's that supposed to mean? babe, y'know what leave! they don't deserve to meet you- i'll see ya later." he exclaimed trying to wave you away.

"nonsense," soap scolded throwing an arm over your shoulder and bringing you further into the room, dropping the bag on the dresser. you grinned at gaz as the other two men got to their feet, gaz face still held one of being upset but his eyes were burning with happiness as he watched.

ghost and price loomed over you at first you thought it was tactic to intimidate you but now being this close, you could tell they were buzzing in excitement as they stared at you, "captain price and ghost? right? so which one of you said that you'd kill me if i hurt, gaz?" you grinned, ghost eyes slightly widened.

"that was him." price nodded to the masked man.

"price i thought you didn't remember that night?" ghost growled glaring at the male, who shrugged ignoring him.

you giggled, "it's fine, i'm happy to know gaz has you both to protect him. i'm y/n." shaking hands with both men who surprisingly, gently clasped yours. soap appearing at the otherside of price eagerly shook your hand.

"i'm-"

"soap. yes, i've uh, heard some things about you." you say amused.

"can you lot stop huddling my parnter?" gaz huffed watching the display. but they backed off, returning to their seats as you went over to sit beside him on the bed, pecking his cheek.

"awe, gaz ya talk bout us?" soap cooed.

"good things?"

"oh always cap." gaz confirmed, but when price looked at you, you subtly shook your head, only to quickly nod when gaz looked at you. "right babe?"

"mhm." you hummed. "most definitely."

it was safe to say that the meeting went well. gaz was practically beaming the whole time you and task 141 talked, especially bursting with happiness to see how much they enjoyed your company. your personality, and easy going attitude, even made ghost relaxed enough to join in on the conversations even providing a couple of jokes making the others roll their eyes, but he smiled in triumph behind the balaclava as you laughed.

"babe, it wasn't that good." gaz groaned, an arm around your waist. his fingers mindlessly drumming against your body. you shushed him, leaning into him a little.

soap sat up, "alright, alright- i got one!" but as soon as he went to say it, your alarm went off indicating it was time to go back to work.

"sorry, soap, how bout you tell me next time?" you say rising from the bed, gaz reluctantly letting you go.

"i'll save it just for you." he grinned.

"i'm holding you to that. alright, i will see you after work." you smile, going to kiss gaz's cheek only for him to turn and capture your lips. you blushed pulling away and seeing the men stare at you both, and you swore they had hearts in their eyes. "it was lovely to finally meet you all! will i see you all later?"

price shrugged getting to his feet the others doing the same, "not sure but just incase, we'll see you next time, yeah?"

"alright then!" you grinned, then surprising price you pulled him in for a quick hug. doing the same to soap.

when you pulled away he grinned, "y'know i wouldn't mind a cheeky kiss-"

"ghost, hit him." gaz scowled.

"on it." he nodded taking a step towards soap who actually let out a yelp, which made the man let out a low chuckle. he turned to you, you went to go hug him too but stopped,

"gaz mentioned something about how you threw someone to the ground because they tried to hug you?"

ghost's eyes crinkled ever so slightly, breifly flickering to the blushing Scotsman. "right." he confirmed watching as you stuck out a hand instead, his gloved one meeting it.

"well it was nice to meet you." stepping away, price went with you to the door, your eyes locked with the man in the bed, who stared at you with big eyes and a small smile on his face. "love you." you grinned, blowing him a kiss.

and cheesily, he caught it. "love you!" he called as price closed the door behind you. once gone, his smile on his face remained, feeling all giddy on the inside as he still felt your warmth and your softness. yet he was jerked out've his head when a hand rested on his leg, specifically the injured one. his heart jumped seeing the three men staring down at him from the end of the bed, eyes like daggers. "what? what'd i do!?"

it was ghost to speak up, "you hurt them and i'll kill ya gaz."

"or they can replace you in the task force instead." price added.

"or both."

"or both." price confirmed. soap nodded in agreement, folding his arms.

gaz stared at them confused, "weren't you lot the one to threaten them? if they hurt me?" he said exasperated.

"yeah nah, not any more lad." price grinned. "they seem smart, it would be you who woulda did something."

"oh my gosh," gaz groaned rubbing his face, "nurse! nurse! these men are a threat to my mental health!" they all grinned, backing off into their prior position. if anything, they were happy for him but had questions.

espeically price, "now why the heck didn't you tell us about them earlier?" he huffed, somewhat offended that he didn't know.

gaz shurgged, "it wasn't on purpose, cap! i actually thought you lot knew that i was atleast seeing someone. i mean who'd ya think i was goin home too all the time, or on the phone with?"

"your mum?" soap murmered genuinely serious, making gaz eyes roll.

"well i'm glad you lot like them." he licked his lips, sheepishly looking round the room, "i want you's to be around them more before i..." he drawled, fingers nervously playing with the hospital blanket.

"spit it out kid!" ghost growled.

"before i ask them to marry me!" he blurted out. soap got up, grabbing gaz by the shoulder.

"do it. do it right now. ring them. y'know what, i'll ring them."

"stand down, soap." price grinned. "why ya want us to be round them more before you ask them, anyway?"

gaz shrugged, feeling vulnerable and it was just because of his injuries. "dunno, well-" he sighed, "cause you lot are my family and i want to be with someone that you all atleast approve off."

"oh mate. they could probably do way better than you." soap shrugged, relaxing the tension in the room.

"fuck off! fuck you! i take it back!"

"aw, gaz. didn't know we meant that much too ya." ghost cooed. "but johnny's right, they could do way better." he teased.

"fuck this! i regret saying anything! nurse! nah i'm actually calling for the nurse now and saying i'm being bullied." gaz huffed face slightly flushed but the teasing didn't cease from soap or ghost, as they leaned closer to poke at the younger male. price leaned back in the chair happily watching.

♡

[rubykgrant]

I don't have the energy to draw them, but; RVB couple ideas that intrigue me-

Tucker and Carolina; at some point she realizes she's into him and decides to express this interest by just sitting in his lap one day while they're waiting for a pizza or something. his whole thought process is "WHAT IS HAPPENING, I'm scared, I'm aroused, I'm SCAROUSED, wait hold on- Carolina is objectively hot and cool, plus I respect her, but also fear her, NOT NOW BONER". Carolina kinda started by thinking "You're stupid. I like that in a man", but it actually clicked for her because when Tucker doesn't try so hard, he's genuinely funny and charming~

Church and Sarge; Blood Gulch solidarity, but also Sarge's whole deal is "His anger issues have captivated me". he LOVES a man with an attitude problem, and Church has like... 20 different attitudes, and they've all got their own problems. meanwhile, Church realized he's got a captive audience for his rants, somebody who will always "Yes, AND" with him, and finds it extremely funny the way all the others act like their divorced step-dads started dating each other and complain out of embarrassment. oh, but then he finds out Sarge is very doting, so this is a legit relationship now

Kai and Kimball; very much started as a "Hey president lady, you need to unwind~" kinda thing, and while they don't get especially serious, they really do enjoy each other's company. Kai makes her laugh, and Kimball will tell her about lots of interesting topics. now every time Kai is in range of Chorus, she drops by to encourage the people to party (who needs a temple!), and helps Kimball relax. All the people who work with Kimball are initially intimidated, because Kai flirts with them too??? Grif wants to complain about how obnoxious his sister is, but he can't deny that Kimball is happy, so he tries to be very mature and supportive

Gary and Santa; nobody knows how the heck this started or WHY, but now it goes like this-

Gary; Would you like to hear a joke?

Santa; I fail to see the relevance, but very well

Gary; Knock-knock

Santa; Who's there?

Gary; A little old lady

Santa; A little old lady who?

Gary; I didn't know you could yodel, ay-liddel-oh-lay-dee-hoo

Santa; I see. The question was formed in such a way that when I repeated it, I involuntarily spoke words that sound similar to a form of singing, thus creating pun

Gary; Yep

Santa; Fascinating. More than just humor, these deceptive riddle of yours require thinking in unconventional ways, which only make sense after a reveal

Gary; Yep

Santa; Tell me more of these jokes

[lisutarid-a]

[Gakuen K] Extras Translation

Snowball fight in the Red club

LIST OF CHAPTERS

[Translation under the cut]

Kusanagi: Yata-chan, it's unusual for you to hum. Did something good happen?

Yata: Hehe. A bit.

Saya: I wonder what it is…Did you wake up refreshed in the morning?

Yata: I-I-It's not like that! I mean, don't talk to me all of a sudden!

Saya: It's been more than 6 months since I joined the Red club…I think it's time for you to get used to me already.

Yata: S-Shut up! What's impossible is impossible!

Kusanagi: Oka-ay, let me get back to the topic. You won the lottery…no way. You're not old enough to buy a ticket yet.

Kusanagi: What on earth is it? Don't waste our time, tell us.

Yata: Hehe…It's snowing today.

Saya: …So it's about the weather?

Yata: Of course. What else could it me (meet)-…be? (He mixed up the words ある "to be" and あう "to meet")

Saya: Ah, you stuttered.

Yata: No, I didn't!

Kusanagi: Yes, it is, it's unusually snowy. …So?

Yata: So, that's what I said. That's all.

Saya: That's all?

Kusanagi: What the heck is that? I lost hope.

Yata: W-What's with that reaction! Snow is exciting, isn't it!

Kusanagi: Uhhh…, well, maybe a little? Even if it's exciting to the ends of hair, but I don't think it's something to put on airs.

Yata: Snow is super awesome. First of all, you can play with it by throwing it!

Saya: U-Uhm. That's right…

Yata: And you can do it from the house!

Kusanagi: By "house" you mean Kamakura (snow hut)? I don't think I want to live there.

Yata: And to top it all off, it's also art! The snow festivals in the north are as good as they look on TV!

Yata: Snow is amazing!

Kusanagi: …Sorry, Yata-chan. I have never had that much respect for snow.

Totsuka: Fuuu, so cold, so cold…Hey, look outside. There's snow everywhere.

Saya: Totsuka-senpai.

Kusanagi: Even if you didn't say that, we know. I mean, we were just talking about it.

Totsuka: And what was the talk about?

Saya: Yata-kun was telling us that he is in a good mood because of the snow.

Totsuka: Haha, I see. Yata, you are like a dog.

Yata: …Like?

Totsuka: You know, there's a children's saying "Dogs run around the garden with joy". It seems to me that if you replace the dog with Yata, there would be no problem.

Totsuka: Still, it falls a lot this year.

Saya: Is that so?

Totsuka: Ahh, I see. It doesn't ring a bell since this is your first winter on the island.

Kusanagi: I don't know much about the weather, but I heard that cold waves don't reach this island very often. That's why kids are so happy when it snows.

Yata: I'm not a kid!

Totsuka: High school students are still kids. So, why don't we all have a snowball fight?

Yata: I agree!

Saya: Me too!

Kusanagi: I'll pass.

Totsuka: Eh, you aren't going to join us, Kusanagi-san?

Kusanagi: Sorry. I don't want to get out of the warm place.

Yata: I'll call Kamamoto. I'll make him participate even if he refuses, even if I have to drag him along!

Totsuka: It's okay if he refuses, there's no need to force him to participate--. He's gone.

Saya: It looks like Yata-kun is very happy to be able to play in the snow.

Totsuka: It seems like he is. King on the other hand…

Saya: He seems to be sleeping in the corner. Do you want me to wake him up?

Totsuka: Umm, no thanks. I can't imagine King getting excited about snow.

Totsuka: It would be hard for him to sleep in the snow if we wake him up and take him with us.

Totsuka: Well then, let's go outside and wait for Yata and the others.

Saya: Okay!

Kamamoto: So cold… Yata-san, let's go inside.

Yata: Go inside? We're playing now! What's that stupid fat of yours for?!

Kamamoto: At least it's not for snowball fights.

Totsuka: If you move your body, you'll get warmer. So, it's a team showdown: me and her against Yata and Kamamoto, is it okay?

Saya: Yeah!

Yata: No problem.

Kamamoto: L-let's hurry…

Totsuka: Okaay. Time limit is 5 minutes. The one whose clothes do not get wet wins.

Totsuka: Okay, let's start. Let's have--a fair fight!

Totsuka: Hide in the shadows there, hurry!

Saya: Okay!

Kamamoto: I won't let you do it…Whoa!

Totsuka: Now that was a decoy strategy. Thanks for falling for it, Kamamoto.

Yata: Tch…If things continue as they are, we will lose. We have to give it our all.

Yata: Eat this! Yatagarasu Snowball Special--.

Kusanagi: Here, look. There's snow on the ground.

Mikoto: Yeah, it's piled up pretty well.

Yata: Eh! No way, seriously!? Mikoto-san, please move out of the way!!!

Mikoto: Eh?

Totsuka: Whoa- straight to the face…

Saya: Yata-kun…

Kamamoto: He really screwed up…

Yata: M-Mi-Miko-ko-ko…

Mikoto: …Yata.

Yata: Y-Yes!

Mikoto: Ha. That's a nice pitch, isn't it?

Yata: S-Sorry!!