#Crazy Bats gave me a good chuckle

[senator-mirror]

just got back from germany!!!!!!

phantasialand coasters (best to worst):

Taron (dfhskdfjndkfsdjfnsdkfjfhsDKFjsndfkjs)

Black Mamba (i like b&m :) )

F.L.Y. (get back row its so good, shame the launches are forceless)

Colorado Adventure (mine train on steroids)

Winja's Fear (um. wtf?)

Crazy Bats (good VR sync, fun ride with a dull layout)

Winja's Force (kinda boring compared to its beefier sister)

Raik (too short, also just not a fan of boomerangs)

edit: i got winja's the wrong way around, the fast one is better

[ddodol]

familiarity — l.cy

series ⭑.ᐟ [ kinktober masterlist ] content warning ⭑.ᐟ smut! minors dni!, ex!anton, fem!reader, pet names, dry humping, 'public' sex, unprotected sex, squirting, overstimulation. word count⭑.ᐟ 1.8k+

✩🎧⭑.ᐟ [ it's ok, i'm ok — tate mcrae ]

“ugh, are you kidding me?”

you were bummed that a friend couldn’t come pick you up for tonight’s halloween party because her boyfriend can’t keep his hands to himself. you already dressed up for tonight, all that’s left was for someone to come pick you up and come with you to the party.

thankfully, your friend had connections, or else you would’ve just moped around at home.

the only thing that’s holding you back, though, was the fact that it was your ex— something your so-called friend forgot to consider. now, you were shaking nervously on your couch, obsessing over your appearance and clothes.

you were dressed as a certain beloved comic book character, hair split into uneven pigtails, intentionally messy make-up, ruined cropped tee, booty shorts, fishnet stockings, and a bat in one hand to top it all off. you were quite the sight, and you knew he’d enjoy it just as much.

this costume was something you’ve been planning on for quite some time now ever since shotaro told you about his halloween party. you put a lot of time and effort into it, from accessories to altering the clothes you bought.

having your ex-boyfriend think that you put this much effort into your costume just because you found out he was picking you up today would be the last thing you wanted— and you know he’d bring up how you were still not over him at some point.

when the time came for him to come pick you up, you could’ve sworn he was checking you out from head to toe just as you expected.

normally, you would've felt flattered, but you were way past that now. you crossed your arms, “are you done? can we leave now?” anton chuckles softly, going around his car to open the car door for you.

for a very brief moment, you were surprised to realize that you’d be sitting at the back, not at the passenger seat like you always did. you hesitated, glancing at him awkwardly.

anton seems to have noticed, turning his head away to hide the growing smile on his face. it might’ve been months since you broke up but he could still tell what goes on in your mind, chuckling silently at how lost you looked.

”wanna take the passenger seat instead?” you beamed up at his suggestion, nodding quickly. anton smiles at you, nodding back.

unsurprisingly, anton looked as dashing as ever even if he was wearing a cheap swat uniform. black looked amazing on him, especially now with his hair reaching his shoulders. he looked good, too good actually.

he walked past you, stopping in his tracks when he felt something tugging at his pants. he looks down, seeing a velcro strip caught onto your fishnet stockings. anton tried to be discreet before you could catch on, pulling it gently.

”what are you doing?” you asked in a panicked voice when you felt the tugging on your thigh, turning your head to look at him. the darkness didn’t help and anton had to run his hands around to get a feel— ”anton?!” you squeaked out, surprised when he pinned you against the car door, upper body pressed flush against his window.

anton groans out, hands clumsily trying to break your stockings apart. his fingers grazing against your bare skin made him shudder, swallowing thickly as he gave into the temptation and gently caressed your thigh. he was getting sidetracked but he couldn't help it— he missed having you in his arms, way more than he liked to admit.

your skin felt soft and warm against his touch, scent overwhelming him from how sweet it was. anton could easily recall every single thing about you, every touch and caress that would drive you crazy.

”tell me to stop,” he sighed out, pressing his body against yours and sandwiching you in between his larger build and the cold car door. when you didn't respond, anton grabbed your ass, giving it a small squeeze, "look at me and tell me to stop."

you let out a shaky breath, turning your cheek towards him. anton cursed softly, the messy makeup you had on reminded him so much of the past; all the passionate nights after small squabbles where he got to apologize for his behavior and make it up to you.

"do you want to?" your voice came out quiet, hesitant even, but anton could hear it all. hell, he swore he could even hear how hard your heart was beating at that moment.

anton couldn't shake his head, breathing heavily against your neck as he leaned in. he nipped at your lobe before trailing wet kisses down your neck. his huge hand roamed around your body, warming you up effectively against the cold night air. he let out a sigh, brows furrowing at how familiar you felt and how easy it was to leave you trembling under his touch.

"need to hear a yes from those pretty lips, baby." you gasped softly, his hot breath fanning against your exposed neck. "i'll treat you so good, just give me the word," he groaned, hips starting to grind against your ass.

you whimpered, head spinning when you felt his cock starting to get harder, pressing onto your plush thighs. "fuck, yes," you breathed out, placing your hands on the car's window.

anton gripped on your hips, keeping you still as he slotted himself in between your legs. you pushed your ass out even more, swaying it against anton's movements. he moaned breathily into your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

you were feeling lightheaded, body heating up from the slow but deep movements. you felt needy, whimpering at how familiar this feeling felt. there wasn't any affection involved, but you could almost fool yourself into loving him from just how much you wanted him in this moment alone.

"anton, this is so bad." he chuckled at your breathless murmurs, gripping on you tightly. he knew those were empty words, the way your hips moved against his was enough proof for him. anton badly wished that he could replace your lingering hatred for him with whatever he was making you feel right now, to just act like nothing bad ever happened between the two of you.

you shuddered at how desperate you were starting to feel, feeling heated from anton's teasing. "hurry," you breathed out, "just hurry, fuck, i need you. i need you bad, toni."

anton stilled his hips, eyes going wide for a brief moment before leaning in to press a soft kiss on your neck. "you have no idea how much i missed you," he whispered, voice laced with sweet desire.

"don't say shit you can't take back, anton." he laughs weakly, ignoring the disdain in your voice as he unapologetically tore more holes into your stockings before hooking his fingers up your shorts and tugging it up, leaving you gasping and whimpering at the pressure against your already sensitive core.

"baby, i have no reason to lie," he mumbled almost defensively. his hands moved busily, pulling your shorts down while his other hand unbuckled his belt. the fabric of his costume felt rough against your bare thighs, feeling it drop down as his hot length rested on your ass cheek.

you bit your lip, letting out a small noise when he slapped his heavy cock against your plump ass. "missed that, baby?" anton teased, smirking at every little reaction you gave him.

"tell me what else you missed about me and i'll give it to you like a good girl."

you wanted to complain, really, but the temptation was too great. his hands dug into your skin, warmth seeping into your core. his hands— you’ve missed them terribly, body tingling in response to his desperate touches. but more importantly, you missed having him inside of you.

you whimpered, resting your forehead against the vehicle’s window. “please,” you gasp, “i need you inside.”

anton chuckles, nuzzling his cheek against the crook of your neck. he pressed a kiss on your skin, leaving you shivering from the contact. “anything,” he whispered, “anything you want, darling.”

he pulled away slightly, gripping on his length while he pushes your shorts to the side. he mumbled soft curses, face contorting in pleasure as he rubs the tip of his cock against your wet entrance. anton pushed his cock inside, drawing out that sweet, breathless gasp from your plump lips.

”i fucking missed this,” he moans breathlessly, resting his head against your shoulder. anton began to move in a steady rhythm, your walls clinging onto him snugly. “always so needy,” he brought his hand down onto your ass, the loud smack echoing in the empty streets. “always so tight for me,” he gasps softly, brows furrowing.

you whimpered, legs starting to tremble. your voice grew louder, crying out at the increasing pace. anton’s hips snapped against yours, leaving you moaning and whimpering. he pressed on your back, pressing you closer to him and splitting your legs open even more. you cried his name, encouraging him to go faster, until you couldn’t take any more— just the way you liked it.

”take it,” he panted, “take all of me, baby.” you whimper, body melting from the overwhelming pleasure you felt for the first time in months. anton snaked his hand around your waist, gripping on you tightly.

”you’re close, yeah? i could tell,” he mumbled against your flushed skin. you clawed on the window, breath fogging up the tinted surface. your body tensed up, voice going up a pitch higher as he pressed his cock deeper and deeper with every thrust. he rubbed on your lower stomach, feeling his cock bulging as he thrusted deep.

you sobbed softly, barely keeping yourself up as your orgasm began to build up. “anton,” you moan, “keep going— fuck!” anton happily complied, smiling against your skin and leaving small bites on your shoulder. he panted, hands shaking as he reached down to roll your swollen clit, further amplifying your pleasure and leaving you shaking under his touch.

”fuck, fuck— oh, anton!” you cried, trembling as you came. he held you up, fingers still rubbing circles against your clit. he kept moving his hips, drawing out your orgasm for as long as you could take it.

”i know you could give me more than that, baby.” you whimper, sobbing sensitively as he kept pressing on your sensitive walls. warmth began to build up in your lower stomach, hips jerking from how sensitive you felt.

anton whispered praises into your ear, slowly driving you insane. his movements began to get sloppy, starting to reach his own high as your walls kept clenching down on his throbbing length. you weakly cried his name, fists balling up as you squirted all over his cock.

anton pressed your body against his, shuddering slightly as he came deep inside you. “fuck,” he mumbled, dragging his lips against your neck, lazily leaving kisses in its trail.

you panted heavily, resting your cheek against the window. you sighed, “i need a minute after that.”

he chuckles, kissing your jaw, “still plan on going to that party? i can bring you somewhere nice.” you sighed at his tempting offer. “somewhere warmer, perhaps?”

right. you two were still outside— at a residential neighborhood. if you were lucky enough, your mom would hopefully be asleep by now. how horrific.

”somewhere far,” you whispered, “i don’t think i can face my mom’s neighbors after this.”

[ninii-winchester]

Only Girl

Pairing : Dean Winchester X Reader

Word count : 1.8k

Warnings: smut, oral (m & f receiving), dirty talk, spanking, language, age gap. MDNI NSFW

Part 2 to One of your girls

A/n : I wrote smut for the first time so go easy on me please.

I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION TO COPY MY WORK, TRANSLATE IT OR POST IT TO ANY OTHER PLATFORM. REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED.

Still pressed against the wall outside the bar, Y/n whimpered waiting for Dean to make a move, Kiss her, touch her, just to do anything. Dean squeezed her hips once before pulling away. She turned around to look at him, her face turned into a small frown. Dean chuckled as he noticed her disappointment.

"As much I'd like to give everyone a show like you did, I'm not fucking you outside a bar for our first time together." Dean said dragging her towards the Impala. The drive back to the motel was quick and the she didn't waste anytime walking inside. Dean slowly followed behind her.

Y/n started walking towards their room but stopped when she saw Dean stopping at the counter, "Room's this way, Dean." She pointed her finger to the hallway. He looked at her but didn't respond, instead he clicked his tongue and turned back to the clerk. She watched him put his credit card on the counter, getting another keycard. Dean took his time walking them to their new room and it was making her go crazy. She wanted him bad, she needed him to fuck her into next week but his unhurried and slow moves were driving her nuts.

He opened the room and let her walk in first, her heart was beating loudly in her chest, anticipation getting the best of her. The moment he stepped inside the room his lips were on hers. Fucking finally. She desperately kissed back, grabbing the back of his head pulling him closer. She let out whine when he pulled apart.

"So needy." He tsked gripping her waist.

"Dean please." She whispered batting her lashes at him. He smashed his lips to hers again, his hands moving down to grab her ass. A moan escaped her lips as he landed a slap on her left ass cheek. He let his tongue graze hers, moving in perfect synchronisation. He picked her up and slammed her back into the door, not breaking the kiss.

"Fuck." He pulled away from the kiss, breathing heavily. "Do you really want this?" He questioned in all seriousness, if she wants to stop better now because he knows if he went any further he won't be able to. She nodded her head. "Words, baby."

"Yes Dean, fuck me." Dean groaned when he heard her say that. "Hard." She added and Dean's eyes darkened. He put her back on her feet.

"You have a safe word, sweet girl?" He asked in his deep voice. Y/n could feel her pussy clenching around nothing and clit throbbing.

"Cherry." She replied. Dean nodded before pulling away completely. He walked backwards and she took a step but he stopped her.

"Didn't ask you to move, did I?" He questioned sitting on the edge of the bed and she shook her head, taking a step back. "Now strip, and crawl to me." Whatever self respect she had left, after the bar stunt she pulled, went flying out of the window as soon as those words left his mouth. She worked fast to get off every piece of clothing off her body, once she was completely naked she dropped to knees and crawled towards Dean. She stopped right in front of him, he gave her an approving look. "Good girl." He said grabbing the back of her hair. "You're such a slut for cock aren't you, pretty girl." He pulled her body up so she was sat up straight.

"Only for you cock Dean. I want it so bad." She whimpered, feeling an ache in her throbbing cunt.

"I know sweetheart, isn't that why you acted like a whore in front everyone." Dean taunted unbuckling his belt. He grabbed both of her hands and tied them behind her back using the belt. He unzipped his pants, pulling them down to his thighs, he pulled out his hard dick from the confines of his boxers, Y/n licked her lips watching the pre cum oozing out of the tip. "Now suck like the cockslut you are." She didn't waste a second before wrapping her lips around the tip, sucking it like her favourite candy. Dean threw his head back as she swiped her tongue on underside of his shaft, she then took the whole length inside her mouth, deep throating him, "God fuck baby." He snapped his hips, fucking her mouth, Dean sucked in a breath as she choked on his dick, breathing through her nose. He pulled her hair harshly. "Fuck, that mouth feels like heaven."

She continued licking and sucking, hollowing her cheeks intent on making him cum but Dean had other plans. He grabbed her head to pull her off him but she tightened her lips on his cock, he yanked her off harshly, a string of saliva drooled down her chin. He glared at her.  "You're fucking insatiable." He pulled her to straddle his thigh, he could feel her juices coating his bare thigh. His knuckles brushed against her clit and she gasped. "So fucking wet, just from sucking my cock."

"I've been a good girl haven't I? Make me cum please." Y/n whined. She was getting impatient, she needed her release now, without a thought she started grinding her pussy against his thigh.

"You've been good, go on fucking rut against my thigh, make yourself cum." Dean leaned back on his arms watching her struggle to move on his thigh with her hands bound. Tears of frustration pooled in her eyes and she let out a loud whimper.

"Dean please, need to touch you, I wanna cum on your cock." She cried and he grabbed her face kissing her, at was all teeth and tongue clashing, his hand left her face and moved behind her to undo the belt. As soon her hands were unbound she pulled at his shirt, borderline close to ripping it off. Dean flipped her, so laid on the bed. She moved a bit up and laid her head on the pillows. Dean kicked his jeans and boxers and joined her on the bed.

Dean spread her legs open revealing her glistening pussy. "Look at that, such a pretty pussy." He dragged his fingers over her folds making her clutch the sheets tightly. He didn't waste another second before latching his lips onto her clit, sucking harshly. He then shoved his tongue inside her. "Fuck tastes so good." He groaned into her pussy. "I could stay here forever." Y/n grabbed the back of his head and pushed it to her core. She locked her legs on his shoulder keeping him in place.

"Oh God yea, fuck don't stop." She yelled as Dean continued lapping on her juices. "Yes baby, I'm so close."

"That's it baby, say my name." He groaned, pushing two fingers knuckles deep inside her cunt. And she screamed his name, loudly. "Let everyone know who's making you feel so good." He moaned against her clit, scissoring his fingers inside her, hitting her sensitive spot that made her see stars. "Cum for me, sweetheart." And she did. Hard. she felt her whole body shake as her orgasm came crashing. She panted heavily, Dean continued to suck on her clit making her push at his shoulders slightly but he didn't move, he went on relentlessly, overstimulating her. "Dean fuck." He felt her clench around his fingers again, indicating her approaching orgasm. Dean chuckled darkly before he abruptly pulled away.

"Dean what the fuck." She looked down at him.

"I'm still in charge, hot stuff. You cum when I say you cum." Dean smacked her ass sitting up. He grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her closer to himself, settling between her legs. He leaned down and wrapped his lips around her right nipple, his tongue circling the hardened nub while one of his hands groped her left tit. She reached down between their bodies and grabbing his cock, rubbing the tip over her folds. Dean slapped her tit harshly, "such a whore." he said pulling away from her nipple. "You just can't live without cock, can ya?" Before she could answer he gripped her hips tightly and slammed his cock inside her cunt making her back arch from the bed. He didn't let adjust before pulling out and shoving it back in.

"Oh Dean yes fuck me." She bit her bottom lip as he continued to fuck her at a harsh pace, he pushed her legs over his shoulders, hitting her deep from the new angle.

"Look at that tight little cunt taking me so well." She heard Dean groan above her, his gaze locked on where their bodies meet. Her walls clenched around his length, he continued thrusting, hitting her g-spot. He smacked her ass multiple times, "You're squeezing my cock so hard, you like being spanked, little slut." He landed a few more slaps to her ass, "Is this what you wanted?" He wrapped his hand around her throat, "Putting up a show at the bar, begging for my cock, little slut couldn't even wait for me to get another room. You wanted me to fuck you in that room when Sammy could walk in on us huh? Such a whore aren't ya.?"

"Yes yes fuck I'm a whore for you cock. I'm your cockslut, fill me up, fuck i want it so bad."  She begged reaching down and rubbing her own clit. "I'm gonna cum." She whimpered, "please I can't hold it." She waited for him to give her permission to cum but he took his sweet time.

"Hold it baby, I'm right behind ya." Dean choked out, his thrusts faltering, a telltale sign he's close. "Cum. Fucking cum on my cock." He growled squeezing her throat slightly as he spilled his seed inside her. The coil in her stomach snapped and she let go, spilling her juices all over his cock. He stilled inside her, both of them panting heavily, coming down from their highs. He pulled out of her slowly, she winched slightly suddenly feeling empty. "You okay?" Dean asked looking over at her.

"Yeah." She replied smiling at him.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" He asked gently and Y/n could feel her heart burst at his softness. As much as she liked him manhandling her, she was loving his softer side.

"Nope, not at all." She replied honestly.

"Okay." He pecked her lips "I'll be back in a second." He went to the bathroom and came out a washcloth. He joined her bed after he helped her clean up. He wrapped his arms around her pulling her closer to his chest.

"Dean." She called out his name softly, "this changes every thing you know that, right?" She whispered lowly.

"Yeah I know but this isn't going to be a one time thing and we'll talk about this tomorrow I promise. You need to rest okay?" Dean replied kissing the top of her head.

"Okay." In the soft after glow, he held her close, peacefully falling asleep in each other's arms.

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

Eddie pressed his face to the bars of the crib, watching his daughter sleep. Eddie sighed as he watched Elizabeth's chest rise and fall, her little hands curled into tiny fists. He started in amazement at her chubby little cheeks. . .the way her mouth moved. . .she was so beautiful. . .the moles that peppered her skin like she was made of stars.

"Eddie, babe, you have to get some sleep. . .we both do," Steve’s voice came from behind him.

"Sshh!" Eddie hissed.

"She's out like a light," Steve said. "We both know by now that it takes a lot to wake her up."

Steve knelt beside Eddie, placing an arm on his lower back.

"I don't want to miss a single moment," Eddie sighed.

"You have to Eddie, if you want to be a good parent," Steve said. "You have to take care of yourself, too."

Eddie sighed and pressed his face further into the bars.

"What the fuck, Steve? Who allowed us to do this? I'm going to break her, I know it. How did this happen?" Eddie asked.

"We got bit by interdimensional bats that gave us the ability," Steve said.

"It was supposed to be you who got pregnant," Eddie said.

"That's your fault. We could have waited to buy more condoms but you were sure that you wouldn't get pregnant after one time," Steve said, smirking.

"You could have talked me out if it," Eddie pointed out.

"You were being irresistible, couldn't be helped," Steve laughed quietly.

"I don't regret anything," Eddie said, flashing his dimples, and just like that, it was gone. "I miss her, Steve. She lived inside of me. . .safe and protected from the world. . .now anything could happen to her. I feel like I'm wearing my heart outside of my body. . .and it's overwhelming. . .you know?"

"Believe me, I know," Steve said. "I look at her and still can't believe she's part of us."

"There's no way," Eddie sobbed. "That something so beautiful could come from me."

"Believe it, Eddie, because you're beautiful, too," Steve said.

"I feel so crazy, Steve," Eddie said.

"Well, you just had a baby. You're allowed to be crazy," Steve said and paused. "Within reason."

"I'm going to stay here and watch over her forever," Eddie vowed.

Steve scoffed before wrapping his arms around him and picking him up.

"No, you're not," he said.

Steve sat down in the rocking chair and cradled Eddie in his arms. He began to rub and Eddie's back.

"This is for babies," Eddie muttered.

"If it works, it works," Steve said. "Now, let me take care of you, and you go to sleep. Okay. . .do it for both of us."

Eddie's eyes fluttered close as Steve continued rocking him.

"This is nice," he mumbled.

Steve smiled and pressed his cheek against Eddie's head as he felt Eddie start to relax. He sighed happily as Eddie drifted off to sleep completely, his mouth moving slightly like Elizabeth's. Steve was just about to fall asleep himself when Elizabeth sneezed. Eddie's eyes popped open.

"Was that a fucking sneeze?" Eddie said rather darkly. "What kind of sick fucking germ attacks a child while they're sleeping?"

"Normal ones. . .go to sleep," Steve said, trying to fight his amusement.

Eddie eventually fell asleep, nestled further against Steve. He picked Eddie up and started carrying him out of the room, glancing fondly at Elizabeth one last time. Steve brought him back to their room, laying him carefully on the bed. Steve crawled back into bed, and Eddie rolled over immediately, flopping onto his chest. Eddie sighed, his hand over Steve’s heart.

"I think I love her more than you," Eddie muttered sleepily.

"I definitely love her more than you," Steve chuckled.

"I got knocked up by the right man," Eddie said, his fingers tapping out a Metallica song against Steve’s skin.

"Oh, were there any other men lining up to get you pregnant?" He asked.

"Hmm, Argyle," Eddie cackled. "The offer is still on the table. Mmm, he does have better hair than you."

"Asshole," Steve said and tickled Eddie's side, causing him to giggle.

"We're supposed to be sleeping," Eddie scolded.

Steve wrapped his arms around Eddie, holding him tightly and thanking the stars for the life they had together. . .that something good was able to come from all the horrors they endured.

[arminsumi]

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒꒱ park fling

TOJI x f.reader

Overview; Toji met you at the park and just had to take you back to his car to show you a good time

Content; smut, dilf + tattooed Toji

Warnings; 🔞 mdni, smut, implied milk dad behavior (poor Megumi sorry m'boy)

Kinks; public sex (park), light breeding kink, hookup sex, implied age gap (20s ~ 30s), taking off condom (implied mutually consensual), creampie, car sex, dirty talk, a brief use of pns 'daddy' and 'good girl'

A/N; srry just eyerolling for toji so bad lately thought i'd squeeze out some more yummy content 💕

He was just someone you met at the park one day. All you knew about him was that he had a son and previously they were on a picnic together, catching up on life like they so rarely do.

It was the holidays. An especially bright sun cursed the summer sky, you constantly kept your hand held to the crown of your head to shade your squinting eyes from the harsh sun rays.

That tall, brooding man crossed your line of sight and immediately snapped up your attention. The way his tight black T-shirt defined his muscular physique made you clench your thighs together tightly. And when he spoke to you? You batted your eyes like crazy and gave him a cheeky, horny smile.

His greasy black hair reminded you of the bad boys you used to crush on back in high school. His bold tattoos were just the cherry on top. Speaking of cherries... he was clearly very interested in yours. "Wanna go someplace quieter?" he asked.

That deep, rolling voice of his went straight to the center of your brain, reverberated in your chest and travelled down south between your thighs, which he knew you were rubbing together because of him. He was sorely aware of the effect he had on girls like you.

After sending his son off down the block to the store for some lame, made-up excuse, Toji took you to his black, pretty Porsche and eagerly squeezed himself inside your needy, wet pussy as you sat pretty on his lap in the driver's seat. He angled your body so that he could get as deep as possible, and you happily let his calloused hands explore your body.

He let out handsome, deep groans while his nasty cock squeezed in and out of your pussyhole. The way he meanly rolled his hips up and roughly squeezed the crease of your hips made you feel like you were his toy — his newfound favorite, his pretty little fleshlight. Those snake green eyes narrowed in pleasure, cockhead skillfully bullying against your G-spot each time he plunged inside.

The condom bothered the two of you so much that you told him to just get rid of it already, so he peeled it off his cock. Sinking inside you raw sent him straight to heaven. And you? You could barely keep a coherent thought in your head. You could feel the texture of his cock, each kink and curve, and the angry veins that decorated his shaft.

He fucked you so good that you just threw your head back in bliss and voiced every bad girl desire in it.

" 'm gonna cum!" you cried, clawing at his meaty biceps. The pleasure was so good you rolled your eyes back and made a face like a pornstar, it made Toji chuckle.

"Cummin' f'me?"

"Mhm! 'm gonna cum, 'm gonna — ahhh, cumminggg!" you squealed, feeling your hole tighten up so much that you really felt the shape of his cock. It had a curve to it that just absolutely drove your pussy nuts.

"Aw, look at you." Toji cooed against your face, admiring your slutty expression as you orgasmed. "Daddy's gonna cum too, 'wanna take it inside like a good girl? Get that pretty pussy knocked up? Hm?"

You nodded and replied with such a frantic "Yes! Yes please! Knock me up!" that he chuckled. It felt so good to cum knowing that you wanted to get knocked up by him; this total stranger who you let rail you in his car even though you talked to him for only two hours, this daddy who already had a son. But hell, he didn't mind having another kid if it came from someone as cute as you.

He barely managed to get any words out before he came. "Ah — fuuuck, 'take it, take it all." he growled lowly in your ear. You felt him throbbing and pulsing, broad chest heaving; for a moment it felt like he was never gonna catch his breath again.

Stilling with an erotic groan, he kept a firm hold on your hips as if he was gonna go in for another round because, truthfully, it just felt too good to throw in the towel yet. Creamy white liquid dribbled out of your little loosened up hole.

Meanwhile, his son returned to find his dad not where he left him, so he scratched the back of his head and rung up his dad's phone. "Dad, where you at? Just up and fucking vanished again?" he sighed sarcastically.

Toji slipped himself out of you with a little pop sound. "Stay put, I'm coming back." he told Megumi.

Aw, he must have really cared about his son, because he drove back to the park to meet him. Of course, not without hastily stuffing another creampie up inside your hole and putting his number in your contacts.

[alornights]

Bro I am obsessed with your bimbo!Reader it was so good and it honestly reminded me about the song bimbo doll by Tula Tsoil AND PLS THE THINGS I WILL DO FOR A KYLE ONE 🙏🏾🙏🏾

⟢ smarties

➜ in which ! kyle tries to resist the pretty bimbo girl.

🌷 ﹫kyle broflovski.

✩ 🦩 warnings﹗suggestive.

🍧 ⟡ notes — BIMBOS BIMBOS I LOVE BIMBOS LORD

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Mr. Garrison sighed, "How the hell do you forget your backpack."

"I was in a rush." You murmured with a pout crossing your arms.

Kyle tilted his head somewhat amused by what was going on, usually, it was Cartman or Clyde making a fuss so this was new.

The girl turned to Kyle batting her long lashes with a smile, "Hey you, help me out?"

"Huh?"

You giggled pushing your desk to be next to him before leaning into him, "You'll help me out with this stuff, right?"

"Huh."

the only reason you guys even started talking was because you were failing half your classes and you begged kyle to tutor and how could he resist with the way you were staring at him.

even though he's mentally scared due to cartman from continuing relationships he just cant help himself.

trust, he tried desperately not to fall into the rabbit hole everyone else at school was going down with you.

but the way you just seemed to be a little more happier around him made his heart beat and he gave up.

yet he can't help but smile knowing cartman can't nor won't be able to get in the way of you two like he has with kyle's past relationships.

you're too dumb to notice, or you just don't fucking care.

maybe he likes you because your so naive in a way.

either way his head spins and his heart begins to explode with every passing day, his desire to be around you intensifying.

"Who would've thought that you of all people would be interested, let alone falling for Y/N of all people." Stan teased with a chuckle gulping down his soda.

Kyle rolled his eyes taking a sip of his own drink, "Me neither."

"Probably because you're too up your ass." Kenny joked with a grin throwing his bottle at Kyle's head.

everything you did was intoxicating to him, he couldn't breath.

the way you would plop yourself up on his desk your chest a little too close to his face, the urge to just plant his hands on your waist becoming all the prominent in his mind.

the way you'd link your arms with his as you walked through the halls, not paying anyone but him attention.

the way you'd just grab his hands without any notice and start playing with them sent shivers of delight down his body.

he lowkey feels like he's on drugs.

and when you start getting along with his brother? its over, he officially fallen head over heels for you.

and once again i give you a romance trope. bimbo pretty girl with the nerdy hot boy. MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN PEOPLE-

and when you started full on flirting with him he thought he'd die.

"You're so handsome Ky..." You murmur with a smile placing your hands on his shoulders, rubbing them slightly.

"You're making me go crazy." He groaned into your neck, wrapping his arms around your waist to bring you closer.

You giggled wrapping your arms around his neck to bring him closer, "Am I now?"

he's so interested in the gossip, like actually.

at first, he was iffy when you started telling people's drama but after a while, he was fully invested in these fucking plot lines.

somehow managing to get him to skip class, lord knows how.

oh he turns into such a "rebel" at times with you, maybe even lets you make out with him in the most obvious but not places.

bro starts getting real bold really fast though, calls you angel, precious, darling and all these other things.

confidently just starts bragging to all his friends about having you wrapped around his finger (even tho its also the other way around)

makes a living off of tutoring and dedicates half of it to you.

his dad is also somewhat rich, the guys a lawyer, he probably makes bank and gives allowances to his kids.

"What do you think?" You questioned walking out of the changing room, doing a little twirl before looking at yourself in the mirror to see if you were liking the look.

"Divine." Was all he could say giving you a thumbs up, looking anywhere but your face, watching as your dress began to hike up to your ass due to how tight it was.

"Really?" You questioned happily turning back to him.

He smiled with a laugh. "Really, you look beautiful angel."

you so totally got him into haircare and skin care.

you thought kyle was good looking before? he's looking like an angel sent from heaven a few weeks after consistent care.

you also some how manage to get him to drive you anywhere you wanted for lunch, of course, to study.

loves loves loves getting you to play basketball with him.

lord have mercy on him when you start running. the man is gone.

he'll help show you how to shoot a shot coming up behind you letting his arms go all over you with a smirk.

and god knows what happens when you full on just start making actual moves, actual meaning risky moves.

"Mmmm, Kyle can we go home." You whined, tugging him away from his friends. "Please? 'M so bored watching this."

Kyle sighed kissing your lips lightly, "Soon precious. We're almost done with the match."

You pouted letting your hands go under his shirt to draw circles on his stomach. "Please Ky?"

Kyle paused sucking in a breath taking a look at the other guys who to engrossed in playing basketball before looking at you. "Angel."

"Let's go..." You demanded with an innocent smile, letting your hands fall lower and lower.

Kyle groaned, "The things you do to me, let's go."

[mvpswift]

tease - juan soto

warnings: smut!!! fingering!! MY FIRST SMUT SO BARE WITH ME!!!!

the new york air brushed against your skin. as you sat with the other wives and girlfriends of the yankees team. sipping on some margaritas, as you all caught up and watched the game in front of you. your soto jersey hanging on your shoulders as you watched number twenty-two up to bat.

the yankees game was tied in the 9th. the stadium hoping their team could walk it off in this inning. everyone held their breath as the pitch was thrown to your fiancee. then, the sound of the bat-filled the stadium. the ball went past a fielder and into the outfield, scoring gleyber torres. the crowd erupted in cheers as the yankess celebrated the walk-off.

you jumped up and down with the other WAGs. your eyes watching number twenty-two as he celebrated with his teammates. of course it was juan who walked it off. he was having a crazy year. and you were so proud of him. this meant a lot to him, you knew that.

and you couldn’t deny how good juan looked. as the reporter interviewed him — your eyes scanned his frame. the jersey off and him in a tight black long-sleeve shirt. you were practically drooling. all you wanted to do was pounce on him right then and there.

after what seemed like forever. the wives and girlfriends met with their significant other. you leaned on the wall as you waited for juan to get out of the clubhouse. he always took the longest.

finally, juan came out with aaron judge. the two were talking about what to do next. if they wanted to go out with the team or not. you didn’t care either way, as long as you got to spend time with juan. plus you were starving anyway.

“hey love.” juan spoke wrapping his arms around your waist before placing a kiss on your lips.

“would you be okay if we got some food with the guys?” he asked.

“i’m starving so i’m down.” you smiled as he intertwined your fingers with his. the two of you walked out into the summer air. he opened the car door for you, before getting into the passenger seat himself. pulling out of the parking lot.

suddenly you felt his hand on your bare thigh. you were wearing short shorts and a half tee. it was quite hot in new york right now. which made you decide on the outfit choice.

the music was playing lightly in the background as juan drove. you noticed his hand getting closer and closer to where you wanted. your mind was spinning as you felt him getting more and more dangerously close to your core.

“what are you doing?” you asked him. you knew exactly what he was doing. but to do it in the car? as you were about to see your friends?

juan pulled into the restaurant parking lot. juan finally slipped his fingers under your underwear which made you gasp. his fingers working on you. which made you whimper. his lips were attached to your neck, placing kisses along it. gently sucking on your sweet spot he knew so well.

“cum for me baby,” juan whispered against your skin.

you let out another whimper before following his command. juan chuckled before kissing your neck again. pulling his fingers away.

“you just looked so hot tonight. i had to do something about it,” juan smirked.

“what am i supposed to do now?” you asked him, pointing to your neck. you were talking about the hickey he had left there.

juan shrugged before leaning towards you again. his hot breath brushing against your ear.

“it’s just a preview of what i’m gonna do to you” juan whispered in your ear. before getting out of the car and going to your side of the vehicle and helping you out of it.

“people are gonna notice this!” you state as the two of you walk through the parking lot. juan chuckled and gave you a shrug.

“everyone will know you're mine.”



[katherines-imagines]

“Don’t be a skxawng, ask her.” Part 7

pairings: neteyam x reader

warnings: cute, fluff, bad writing

key: skxawng - moron, muntxa - mate

summary: Neteyam and you decide to tell Neteyam’s family that they are finally together, but not without messing with them a bit…

When the teenagers pulled apart from their kiss, neither opened their eyes.

They wanted to stay in the moment forever.

Finally, after relishing in the silence, the pair took a look at each other.

Neteyam’s ears were pulled back, red at the tips, and a shy smile was present on his beautiful face.

Y/n didn’t look much different, with rosy cheeks and a flustered smile herself.

“That was.. amazing,” Y/n finally breathed out.

“Better than I could have ever imagined,” the boy smirked slightly.

“You sure you haven’t had practice?”

You chuckled lightly, shaking your head.

“You’re asking me? I should be the one asking you,” she said with a teasing grin herself.

They couple laughed for a while until they slightly came down from their drunken love high.

“So, what does this make us,” Y/n questioned quietly, looking up at him.

The mighty warrior stayed quiet for a moment, before looking down at her.

“I know exactly what I want us to be.”

Knowing exactly what he meant, she stepped closer to him, making their chests touching, batting her eyes flirtatiously at him.

“Oh? And what do you want then?”

Stuttering, his eyes darted around them, avoiding her gaze.

Neteyam mumbled something that the girl genuinely could here, and she asked him to repeat that.

“I would like to court you,” he whispered, this time Y/n could hear.

“One more time, would you?”

Neteyam knew this time she had heard, but he cleared his throat.

“I would like to court you, ma Y/n,” he said, in a clear voice.

Blushing harshly, the girl looked down with a smile.

Smirking at how the tables had been turned, he put his hand under her chin, and brought her gaze on to him.

“It’s rude not to answer when one, let alone son of Toruk Makto, asks you a question.”

Flustered, you stuttered out your response.

“Y-yes ma Neteyam, it would overjoy me if you courted me,” she said blushing.

A happy grin overtook Neteyam’s face as he stared with love at the girl.

“Erm, if we can, could we tell my family tonight,” Neteyam asked hesitantly.

Y/n’s heart heated faster at the thought of meeting his family.

“I- i don’t know, I mean I already know them,” she stuttered, fidgeting nervously.

“I know, but they haven’t shut up about me asking to court you,” he reassured.

“Besides, they prefer you over me.”

The girl snorted, and Neteyam looked at her lovingly, enjoying her laughter.

“Ok? If it’s not imposing,” she agreed hesitantly.

Lighting up, Neteyam lifted her into his arms, and twirled her in a circle.

“Haha, stop Neteyam,” the pretty girl said, not being able to contain her laughter.

Chuckling along with her, he put her down, smiling.

“Great, they’re going to go crazy,” he laughed excitedly.

As they walked to the Sully tent, the talked about how the dinner could go.

“Ooh, we can even prank them and wait till the end of dinner to tell them,” Neteyam suggested.

“They’ve been complaining nonstop, and to be frank, their lack of confidence in me hurts,” he faked a pout, gripping where his heart was playfully.

Laughing, the girl nodded in agreement.

“As long as it doesn’t upset them too much,” she chuckled.

When they had arrived, Y/n’s nerves came back to her, and worried thoughts came into her mind.

What if they don’t like me?

What if I make things akward?

What if they don’t think I’m good for him.

“It’s gonna go amazing, I do not know why you are worried,” Neteyam said, as if he was reading her mind.

“I know, I know, I just- I don’t want to mess this up, you know,” she said looking away.

Taking a grip of her hand, he gave her a small smile.

“I’ll be right here the whole time,” he assured her, squeezing her hand.

“And besides, they’ll be messing with me the whole time.”

Y/n laughed softly, and squeezed his hand back.

When they entered the tent, the family looked up in surprise, seeing their son with the gorgeous girl.

“Y/n,” Neytiri greeted with a smile.

“Mrs. Sully,” you respectfully answered with a smile.

“Please, call me Neytiri,” she said walking towards the pair.

She got a hold of your hands and put it between the two of you.

“Will you be staying for dinner?”

You looked around the room, everyone’s eyes trained on you, waiting for your answer.

Your polite manners screamed at you to decline, but you saw Neteyam’s hopeful gaze, and nodded kindly.

“If it wouldn’t be too much, I wouldn’t want to impose.”

Neytiri shook her head, as if she had just heard the craziest thing, and she took you to sit, Tuk holding one hand while Neytiri and Kiri walked beside you.

As the ladies left, the boys crowded around Neteyam.

“Damn, didn’t know you had it in you cuz,” the younger brother breathed out.

“Oh shut it,” Neteyam playfully rolled his eyes.

Hearing a throat clear, he turned to see his father with his arms crossed.

“You asked her if you could court her,” Toruk Makto asked.

“Yes, I did sir,” Neteyam answered assertively, forgetting his plan to joke around.

Nodding, Jake put his hand on his eldest son’s shoulder, grinning proudly.

“Atta boy.”

Positively gleaming, the boy smiled back to his father, happy that he approved.

As the boys walked to the girls, Neteyam saw Y/n complimenting and listening thoughtfully to his little sister Tuk.

His heart clenched, the thought of her taking care of his baby sister, made him wonder what it would be like to have a kid with you.

She’d make an amazing mother, the thought creeped into his mind.

Neteyam blushed and grinned at the thought, knowing that he would definitely ask if she wanted kids later in their relationship.

But for now, he would focus on the present, and that meant getting through a family dinner.

Hopefully his family didn’t want to embarrass him.

Yet, as we have learned, luck was never on his side.

Throughout the night, his family shared embarrassing stories, to which Y/n relished in, and Neteyam fumed about.

It was all good fun in the end, and even Neteyam couldn’t help but laugh at his younger self.

By the end of dinner, everyone was laughing and enjoying themselves.

When everyone was finished, Neytiri stood to clean up, only to be stopped by Y/n clearing the table before her.

“There is no need Y/n, you are our guest,” Neytiri tried to protest.

“Exactly, I am your guest, so I will clean up,” the girl answered, not taking no for an answer.

Neytiri aided the girl to the clean up, as everyone else sat, beautifully stuffed.

“Your girl’s kind to your mom. You picked a good one,” his father noted.

Normally, any teasing from his father would make him heat up, but Neteyam was too happy that his lover and his family got along.

“Yeah, I did.”

Lo’ak snorted, shaking his head, causing a confused Neteyam and Jake to turn his way.

“Nah bro, more like she picked your skxawng ass,” Lo’ak laughed hysterically, making Neteyam roll his eyes.

As the mother and girlfriend cleaned up, Neytiri spoke up.

“He adores you,” Neytiri said softly.

Smiling, you answered with a, “really?”

Nodding her head, Neytiri turned to Y/n.

“He only talks about you. I have no doubt he loves you, but he is a teenage boy. Stupid sometimes. If he ever upsets you, you come tell me.”

Blushing at the fact that Neteyam was right about his family loving her more, she nodded bashfully.

As Neteyam went outside to take Y/n home, they bid his family good night, and the girl thanked the Sully’s for an amazing time and dinner.

“Come back anytime,” Jake spoke for the family.

“Thank you sir,” Y/n said gratefully.

The pair bid their goodbyes, and started headed towards her home.

Playfully shoving his now lover, he smiled.

“So what do you think?”

Laughing with relief, the girl turned to him.

“They’re amazing. No wonder your such an amazing man.”

He smiled and took her hand in his.

Both teenager’s heads were beating harshly against their chests, as if they were ticking bombs of love, bound to implode.

Neteyam turned to the girl, stopping both in their tracks.

“I love you Y/n, thank you for being so kind to my family.”

Shyly, the girl tucked her hair slightly behind her ear.

“It wasn’t heard, your family is very kind,” she said bashfully.

Taking a step closer, cupping hee face, he brought her stare to his.

“Really. Thank you, ma Y/n,” he declared with love, gazing through her eyes into her soul.

And they leaned in, kissing one another, relishing on both teenager’s love for one another.

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A/n: Sorry it took long to post, I tried to make this one super long! And yes I made a cliffhanger bc I love these two! If you have any suggestions for a part, please don’t hesitate to comment or msg me! Ideas are always welcome!

As always, thanks for the love and support, and comment if you would like to be tagged in the next part or in the tag list for the series!

(P.S., I have a master list containing all the parts of the series to make it easier to track)

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[southernbluebellereader]

Coffee shop AU? Nah, gas station AU.

Reader who works the night shift and Ghost who comes in at unholy hours to buy a specific brand of snacks only found there.

This is a request but only if you feel like it!

Emergency Snack Run

A/N: GIRL. I love this. We love us some night owls up here. I think gas station is better lol this took a little longer than expected because life and I had like 50 different ways of how I wanted to end this but I'm happy where it went.

Lt. Simon "Ghost" Riley x F! Gas Station Clerk Reader

Warnings: bothersome customer/attack; unwanted attention

Master List (Tag List at the bottom)

Honestly, you liked working the night shift. It was quiet. And despite what most people think, most of the weird people come during the day. But occasionally someone would come in during your shift that creeped you out enough to keep one hand on the emergency call button and the other on the metal bat that was kept under the cash register.

Anyways. You usually worked the night shifts during the week. Almost no one came in, and you could stock up the shelves or read your magazines in peace. You're technically not supposed to sleep on the job, but if you positioned yourself correctly while sitting behind the cash register, you could hide your face from the camera and from the window well enough so that no one could see that you were sleeping. And the door would hit a bell every time it opened and closed, waking you up from a solid fifteen minute nap.

You liked Wednesdays. Usually it was the quietest, but it also tended to be the most boring. The only reason you liked it was because-

Ding.

Ding.

You didn't even have to look up from your magazine to see who it was, but you did anyways. You looked at the time, then smiled up at the darkly clad man. 3:04 AM.

It was almost like clockwork, every Wednesday at around three in the morning. You expected it. Even when he was gone for weeks, sometimes months. And he was finally back.

"Simon! You're back."

You chuckled at his grunt and brief eye contact as he walked through the chip aisle.

"What happened to my crisps?"

Every time he came, you'd put his favorite crips in the same spot and make sure they were well-stocked. You always kept a few bags on the side just in case the shelves were empty.

"You're out." The large man was suddenly by your counter, placing a few drinks on your counter. The corner of his mouth was slightly curved. Only God knows when you'd ever see his full smile.

"Who says I'm out?" You smile and pull out three bags of his favorite crisps from under the cash register and placed them on the counter, beginning to ring him up. "You know the truck comes in on Thursdays, Simon."

"Yeah yeah, thank you, Y/N." Simon chuckled and paid for his snacks.

"Just Y/N? Geezer comes every day at six in the morning always trying to serenade me."

Simon took his change from you and placed it in the empty jar next to the register. You weren't supposed to keep a tip jar, Simon just hated keeping change. So you just kept it there. You smiled at him as you put his food in a plastic bag. He couldn't help but sigh and smile, "You're God-sent, Y/N. That better?"

"Much better. Good seeing you Simon."

"Yeah yeah, see you next week. Call me when that Geezer comes in here, that metal bat isn't going to do anything."

"Yeah yeah, see you next week, Simon." You shooed him away and he gave you a wink as he left the store.

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"Geezer, I'm calling Simon!"

Geezer was the crazy person who would come in almost every morning at six in the morning, half-crazy, half-harassing everyone both in and out of the gas station.

"OooOOooH who's Simon? That your boyfriend? I thought I was your boyfriend, Miss Y/N!" Geezer leaned over the counter, getting closer to you. You were the only one working until at least seven in the morning.

It was Monday, you knew it was out of the ordinary for Simon to come to the gas station. He'd given you his phone number months ago on the back of his receipt under a note reading:

When you finish your magazine

/Simon

You hadn't called him - nothing ever happened that you couldn't handle, and every time Geezer came, someone else would be in the store to help you.

You cursed under your breath and quickly dialed his number, before you could put your phone up to your ear, Geezer was nearly on the counter, nearly cornering you. You didn't get a chance to grab the bat.

You couldn't even comprehend what the crazed man was saying, but thanking whoever was in Heaven when you barely heard Simon's voice on the phone.

"Y/N? You alright?"

"S-Simon! Can you-

"Simon? Is that Simon?"

Simon's heart began to race, he couldn't tell if it was racing in his throat, his ears, or in the bottom of his stomach. "Y/N, keep the phone on. I'm almost there."

He was due to deal with rookie training but he'd rather have Price chew him out. The gas station was only a few minutes away from the base. Simon made it there in less than that.

You didn't even see or hear Simon come in. Geezer had you trapped in the corner by the cigarettes. He saw your phone and threw it to the side. You didn't even process how much the man smelled or how dirty he was, you just wanted him off of you. You could barely keep him off of you and he was practically on top of you.

Your cool and sassy persona had been stripped, you felt helpless - you were helpless. You begged the old man to get off of you.

"Please let me go! Please, the register is open!"

"You think I want money, pretty girl? Why do you think I come here every morning?"

Before you could move a muscle. Geezer was yanked away from you by a large hand. You yelped in fear and covered your face. Simon ran behind the counter and had pulled the old man off of you, not saying a word. Geezer did all the yelling as he was being dragged to the back of the store, loud grunts and moans of pain and pleads for mercy could be heard in between punches.

You stayed on the floor, sobbing under your hands, scared to move a muscle, scared to move your hands away from your face.

"Y/N?"

The voice was a little rough around the edges, yet soft and gentle. But you were still afraid to look. Simon crouched in front of you, giving you a moment to realize that it was safe. He felt guilty. He never understood why you chose to work night shifts, despite his protests that it was unsafe, and your reassurances that it was ok.

He liked seeing you every Wednesday at three in the morning. You were a constant in his life. A reassurance that something - or someone - would always be there. He should have done something sooner, but he'd let his guard down with you - he'd let it down too much and if you hadn't called him, who knows what would've happened.

After a moment, unsure of what to do, he reluctantly leaned forwards and gently placed his hands on your back against your shoulder blades, speaking out loud every action he did so that nothing would come as a surprise.

"Y/N. Everything is ok now. I'm going to put my hands on your back and move you out of here."

His voice was even softer now. You'd stopped crying and sniffled, rubbing your face as you nodded, allowing him to put his large hands on your back and move you towards him. Simon placed you between his legs, your body and head resting on his body as he held you close, and whispered, "I got you," over and over again.

Your body was still trembling, but it soon subsided the longer you were in in embrace. People started coming in the store but were shooed away by Simon's glares until a police officer eventually arrived to process the scene.

Simon kept you in his arms, remaining on the floor for as long as possible until the officers needed to take your statement and the EMTs needed to give you a look over.

Even then, he didn't leave your side. He didn't want to. He never wanted you to be alone.

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[brainddeadd]

Day Three

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You woke up on Day 3 with a new game plan: Today, you will smother Matt into oblivion. It was time to unleash the clingiest, neediest version of yourself and see how fast you could make him squirm. No guy sticks around when you’re all over them—right?

With a wicked grin, you grabbed your phone and fired off a series of texts.

8:04 AM

Good morning!!! :) Thinking about you already <3

8:07 AM

Hey, are you awake?

8:15 AM

Should I bring you coffee? What’s your go-to order? <3 I want to memorize it!!!

You sat back, satisfied, waiting for him to respond. The goal was to text-bomb him into submission. But instead of getting annoyed, Matt responded almost immediately.

8:17 AM

Matt:

Wow, morning person much? Coffee sounds good, though—black with one sugar. You serious?

Damn it, you thought. He was supposed to tell you to back off, not accept your offer. You sighed but stayed committed.

You:

Of course! Anything for you <3 Be there in 30!

---

Step One: The Surprise Visit

By the time you showed up at Matt’s place—coffee in hand—you expected him to look either confused or mildly annoyed. But when he opened the door, standing there in sweatpants and a hoodie, he just grinned like you’d made his whole morning.

“Well, look who’s full of surprises,” Matt said, stepping aside to let you in.

You handed him the coffee with a dazzling smile. “Just thought I’d brighten your day. Early bird gets the boyfriend, right?”

He chuckled, taking a sip. “If this is you on Day 3, I can’t wait to see Day 10.”

You ignored the strange flutter in your chest at the word boyfriend—you were supposed to be driving him away, not catching feelings.

“So, what’s the plan for today?” you asked, plopping down on his couch like you belonged there. “I was thinking we could go grocery shopping together. Maybe hit the farmer’s market?”

Matt gave you an amused look. “Grocery shopping?”

“Yeah!” you said brightly, kicking off your shoes. “It’s important to do normal couple things, Matt. Bonding over produce is essential.”

He barked out a laugh. “Alright, you’re insane.”

“Crazy in love,” you corrected with a wink.

Matt shook his head, still smiling as he grabbed his keys. “Alright, farmer’s market it is. Let’s see where this ride takes us.”

---

Step Two: PDA Overload

At the farmer’s market, you went full throttle on the clingy girlfriend routine. Every chance you got, you clung to Matt’s arm, rested your head on his shoulder, and spoke to vendors as if you were newlyweds.

“Do you think we should get the organic strawberries, babe?” you asked sweetly, batting your eyelashes.

Matt, to his credit, barely flinched. “Whatever makes you happy, trouble.”

You pouted. “Aww, you’re too good to me.”

As you stood in line for fresh flowers, you looped your arms around his waist from behind and rested your chin on his shoulder. “I feel so lucky to have found you,” you whispered dramatically. “I just know this is going to be forever.”

Matt turned his head slightly, smirking. “Forever, huh?”

“Forever-ever,” you cooed.

Instead of freaking out, he just laughed again, seeming genuinely entertained by your antics. Why isn’t this working?!

---

Step Three: The Name Game

After the farmer’s market, you decided it was time to take things up a notch. You pulled out your phone and opened the contact name you’d saved for Matt—originally just “Matt.”

“That’s too boring,” you declared out loud. “I need something... cuter.”

Matt looked over your shoulder as you typed.

New Contact Name: Boo Bear 💕🐻

“There,” you said proudly, holding up the screen for him to see. “Now you’re officially Boo Bear.”

Matt snorted, clearly amused. “Boo Bear? Really?”

“Yes,” you said with mock seriousness. “It’s important for couples to have pet names.”

“Well, now I have to come up with one for you,” he teased, nudging you with his elbow.

You froze for a second. Wait, no, that’s not the reaction I was going for.

Matt grinned mischievously. “How about... Snugglebug?”

You groaned. “No, absolutely not.”

“Oh, come on. Snugglebug is cute,” Matt insisted, clearly enjoying himself.

“I swear, Matt—”

“Boo Bear,” he corrected with a wink.

You tried to glare at him, but it was impossible when he looked so damn pleased with himself. This was supposed to be easy.

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Step Four: Immediate Overcommunication

Later that day, you sent Matt a series of increasingly absurd texts—just to see how far you could push him.

You:

Babe, do you ever think about how fast penguins waddle?

Also, what do you think our future dog’s name should be? I was thinking Mr. Snuggles but I’m open to suggestions.

Should we start a couples’ TikTok? I feel like people would love us.

Miss you already 😢

You stared at your phone, fully expecting a text telling you to back off or chill out. But instead, Matt responded like a champ.

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Boo Bear 💕🐻:

1. Yes, penguins are hilarious.

2. Mr. Snuggles is solid, but I vote Captain Fluff.

3. Couples TikTok? Only if I get to do the trending dances.

4. Miss you too, trouble. See you soon?

What the hell?! This man was unbreakable.

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By the time evening rolled around, you were feeling more frustrated than victorious. You’d thrown every ridiculous, needy move at Matt, and somehow, he just rolled with it—like it was all part of the fun.

As you sat on your couch, phone in hand, a new text from him popped up.

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Boo Bear 💕🐻:

Had a blast today. You’re something else, you know that?

Your heart did a little flip, and you cursed yourself under your breath. No. No heart flips. This is just an experiment.

But as you stared at the screen, rereading his message, you couldn’t shake the feeling that maybe—just maybe—you were the one getting in too deep.

[brotherwtf]

Also, Buck holds a lot of tension in his body. John is his stress relief.

Maybe some massage? But John fucking Buck until he is finally relaxed. 😍

stressed out Buck is really just a mentality, that boy needs some REST

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John could tell just by the way that Gale was holding himself that the day was not going how he wanted it to.

His shoulders were almost up to his ears, his eyes stayed trained forward and his fists clenched permanently by his side as he walked. His teeth worried at his bottom lip until the skin broke and he reached up to use his fingers to pluck at the loose skin and do it all over again.

Gale wasn't doing well. John decided he was going to help.

That afternoon he had caught Harding in a fantastic mood, who gave them a pass for the long weekend, allowing them to travel to London that night and stay for 72 hours in a hotel room. It was the perfect way for Gale to finally relax after everything.

Even when Gale sat on the train, he sat ramrod straight, fingers picking at the loose threads on the seat below him, teeth still chewing on his lip. John shook his head with a brief smile and placed a hand on Gales knee, squeezing until Gale slowly started to loosen up. Gale gives him a tight smile and nods before looking straight ahead and getting lost in his thoughts again.

Once they get to the hotel room, John almost immediately takes Gale's bags from him and presses a slow kiss to his lips.

"How you doing, Buck? You're tense as all hell," John says, running his hands up Gales arms.

Gale melts a little bit, leaning into the kiss and into John's touch, but he still feels like a live wire under his fingers.

"Just flying, we're going on more and more missions recently. These boys need me, I can't let them down," Gale says between kisses.

John shakes his head and chuckles, bringing Gale in for a firmer embrace.

"It's gonna be alright, Buck, don't you worry about it. Only two pilots left in the air, right?" John says and it pulls a gentle smile from Gale's lips.

John gently pushes Gale towards the bed, kissing him continuously until he's melting more and more into his lips, body slowly releasing the tension it was holding. He forces Gale to lay down and continues to kiss him as he takes off his uniform. He bats Gale's hands away when he tries to help, insists that he's going to help Gale with his stress.

When Gale's down to his briefs he pushes him up the bed gently, turning him over and exposing his back to John.

"You need a massage, I can practically see the knots in your shoulders," John says, avoiding a swift kick from Gale's foot.

He straddles Gale's thighs, pressing them down so he can use it as leverage. He's still mostly dressed, having taken off his jacket and slacks, now down to only his undershirt and briefs. He leans down and presses a kiss to the nape of Gales neck, running his hands gently up his back and pressing his thumbs into the tense knobs on Gales neck. Gale groans, twitching a little from the slight pain that Johns hands provide.

John leans forward and buries his nose into Gales hair as he rubs his hands across Gale's back, pressing his fingers into the extra tight spots. Gale makes little noises in the back of his throat and they're driving John a little crazy.

He bravely moves his hands down to Gale's ass, squeezing it a couple of times before Gale looks up at him with an unimpressed expression.

"That's not where I'm tense, John," Gale mutters and John just smiles.

"Come on, won't it be helpful? Let me take you apart, it'll feel so good," John whispers.

Gale shivers a little when John presses his teeth against Gale's hairline, but he just nods gently. John smiles, adjusting his legs so his hips are pressed against Gale's ass.

"Gonna take my time with you darling, gonna make you feel so good and relaxed. God Gale, you're fucking stunning," John says and relishes in the way Gale gently whines.

He dips his fingers below Gales waistband, grazing them over his hole before gently pushing them in. Gale's tight, he's always tight, but how he squeezes around him like a damn vice. He huffs beneath John, trying to will himself to relax and loosen up.

"That's it, that's it come on doll relax for me, there you go," John says, and he's able to add another finger into Gale.

John makes sure it's slow, he doesn't want to hurt Gale, just wants to make sure he relaxes. John hopes this will help.

Gale's relaxed enough that John pulls out, urges Gale to move his hips up so he can take his boxers off, running his hands up and down Gale's back to soothe him.

"You ready for me, Gale?" John asks.

Gale nods, squeezing his eyes shut and fisting the sheets between his hands. John takes his cock and pushes into Gale ever so gently, slowly and steadily pushing into him and drowning in the small groans that escape Gales mouth.

It's unhurried and slow, small thrusts into Gale, almost just John grinding into him. He has his nose pressed against Gale's cheek and he kisses him every so often, swallowing the small sounds that Gale makes when John thrusts into him. He links their hands together in the sheets, pressing himself somehow further into Gale.

They spend the rest of the afternoon like that, John lazily fucking Gale, going so so slow and gentle that Gales practically liquid beneath his hands afterwards.

[oh-no-its-bird]

reading ur fic one step three steps rn and I don't usually read oc-insert fics but ichigo is SUCH a menace I love her to death... and the idea of this feral, unchecked little kid being put in kakashi's care is so good. he's gonna suffer so much but it'll be good for him I think 👍 anyway I can't help but wonder how things would go down with the whole. obito thing. because I can't help making everything about my favorite insane guy. do you think they'd bond over their love for making kakashi suffer. do you think they'd bond over their shared affinity for chaos. I don't know I just!! think they have so much potential as a duo ANYWAY sorry for rambling have a nice day

DJFBDKDJDJS IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE HER???

I'm also kind of in the boat of not especially liking or reading oc centered fics, I think making Ichigo was a bit easier for me than it would have been otherwise bc I really went into it treating her like a plot divice. Still am tbh. I love Ichigo but the story isn't there for her, it's there bc of her. I needed someone to stir shit up and bring up some very specific topics and issues, so she became that. And I fell a little in love with her character along the way

Inevitable tbh, it's probably impossible to write a character that much without finding or molding them into something you can like writing

Kakashi absoloutley deserves to be harassed by tiny children, and now he can't escape bc Ichigo is in his fucking house!! She's gonna bring back more (even tinier) children to harass him, starting with Naruto. He will never know peace.

ITS FUNNY YOU MENTION OBITO BC I ACTUALLY HAVE ALREADY WRITTEN SOME STUFF FOR HIM IN THE FUTURE WHENEVER HES INTRODUCED!!

I have so many notes and plans laid out for One Step Three Steps u don't even know

Anyways spoilers for the eventually Obito introduction in the fic, take a snippet for his introduction (it's liable to change tho, we won't be seeing Obito for a while in the fic)

"I . . . am Madara Uchiha."

Ichigo opened her mouth. Closed it. Opened it again.

Finally, in her flattest voice, she went, "No you're not."

The imposter paused, then shook his head and gave a sinister chuckle. It was a decent enough imitation but she'd seen Hashirama give a better Madara impression.

While drunk.

"I understand it's hard for you to believe, but the stories of my death were greatly exaggerated."

Ichigo aimed her best impression of Ojisan's unimpressed face at him. Lip curled in distaste and head tilted to stare down at him like he was a bug.

He twitched. It was a pretty good impression. (Better than his Madara one, anyways)

"No, you're not."

"Yes, I am."

"No. You're really not."

"Yes, I really am."

They stared at eachother, locked in stalemate, till she smirked.

"Ok sure, you're Madara-sama. What's my name then?"

"Um."

"Come on, Dara-chan," she batted her eyes at him innocently. "I'm sure you can remember."

He seemed to regain control of myself, straightening up and giving another echo of what might have been Madara's laugh. If he was a crazy cave hermit who'd decided to inject a gallon of cringe fail evil villain juice into his laughter, anyways.

"Come now, Ichigo, I know it's hard to believe but it really is me."

"Ha!" She shoved her hand towards him, pointing triumphantly. "My real name is Hatake Miko! I gave them a fake when I got here, and if you were the real Madara-sama you'd know that!"

"O-of course, Miko-chan, I was just testing you. I had to be sure you were the real Miko I remembered, after all."

"No, I lied I really am Ichigo." She deadpanned, giving him a little peace sign.

He staggered under some invisible weight, making a noise like a popped balloon.

"I don't usually kill children, but . . ." He mumbled to himself, and she scoffed.

"You don't even have his hair." She squinted at him, feeling insulted om Madara's behalf. "You're pretending to be Madara with hair like that? Have some standards.

[astoldbyaja]

Balance - AU JJK - side plot #4 - Happy Halloween!

Tsumiki and Megumi are very excited to go trick or treating at their school with their parents, and better yet Bee ensure's that their costumes are the best!

I was lounging on the couch playing on my phone in silence when I could hear the familiar excited squeals from outside. I smiled knowing who was going to come through the door. The door opened and in came Toji with Megumi in his arm and Tsumiki at his side her small hand in his.

“Bee, Bee!” she said happily as she ran up to me. Her small backpack was decorated with bats and pumpkins. October was the children’s favorite month I had learned. Crazy how these three have been here for six months already.

Megumi was put down and he joined his sister sitting on me with excitement.

“Bee, Bee!” he said, and I chuckled and held them close.

“Hello little ones. How was school?” I asked. Toji approached leaning over to plant a gentle kiss on my lips.

“Hey.” he said lovingly.

“School was great! The school’s going to put on a big trick or treat day on Friday and let kids walk around with their costumes and get candy from neighboring classes!” Tsumiki said happily. Megumi’s eyes were sparkling with excitement as well. I gasped happily.

“Really that sounds like so much fun!” I replied and Megumi clapped.

“Parents are allowed to come to. Daddy said he’s going to go trick or treating with us too!” he said pointing happily at his father. Toji grinned placing his large hand over the boy’s head.

“We’re going to get lots of candy!” he said with excitement which made the children squeal in delight. Tsumiki looked at me with curious eyes, yet her smile remained on her face.

“Bee are you going to come too?” she asked. Now I was stumbling over my words, not expecting to be asked.

“I- uhhhh?” I replied looking at Toji who gave me a quirky look.

“Well of course she’s going! She can’t miss out on candy! We’ll bring pillowcases to carry them all!” he said, and the kids clapped happily.

“Yay!” they cheered.

“Alright go put your stuff away and wash up. Dinner will be ready shortly.” Toji announced. The children smiled at me and gave me quick hugs before jumping off me and running to their room. I smiled and stood giving Toji a warm pat to his chest before heading into the kitchen to get dinner started. I was growing hungry, and I should have gotten food started earlier but I was too deep into my phone.

“I’m thinking of making some curried chicken, with rice and vegetables.” I replied.

“Sounds good.” Toji replied lazily following behind me and leaning his hip against the bar. “That wasn’t weird, was it?”

I turned to look at him confused.

“What?” I asked as I pulled some chicken thighs out of the fridge. Luckily, I had them thawed. He motioned his head toward the children’s room.

“Me telling the children that you were going trick-or-treating with us at the school.” he said. I shook my head.

“It wasn’t weird. I guess I wasn’t expecting to be asked honestly. I don’t really know how the kids see me in that regard, and I never want them to feel like they have to see me as a parental figure if they’re not comfortable yet. Who knows their mothers may one day come back into their lives.” I replied, leaning down to open the lower cabinet to remove a pot.

However, when I leaned back up, I felt my back hitting Toji’s firm chest. I feel his hands gently resting on my shoulders. They were calloused and dry and I often wondered how many lives he’s taken with those hands. But it was not something I would dwell on because it had nothing to do with the universal balance that was between, he and I right now.

“Trust me, either kid’s moms aren’t going to come back int the picture. Tsumiki’s mom abandoned her and Megumi’s mom… died” he said lowly. I never knew that, and I turned to him with a sympathetic smile seeing a pain already in his eyes. I touched his cheek.

“We don’t have to go down that road.” I said softly and his eyes softened on me, and he nodded.

“Those kids see you as someone who provides safety and love and protection to them. They've admitted to me that they see you as their mother. They will always cherish you as do I. I’m sure they were planning to cry and throw tantrums had you had said no.” he teased, and I chuckled some, although deep down I felt a sense of happiness that the bond we shared together was a bond of love. I was honored that they saw me as a mom.

“You think so?” I asked. He nodded.

“Oh I know so!” he said. I could hear the pitter patter of feet approaching and we turned to see the children holding up their Ipads.

“Daddy I want to be Wednesday Addams and Megumi wants to be Pugsley!” she gushes showing me a picture of the two dark and gloomy children.

“From the Addams Family!” Megumi gushed. Toji and I looked at the iPads for a moment a bit shocked before looking at each other. He smiled wickedly at me.

“Cara Mia.” he purred, his eyes asking me “will you be my Morticia?” Only if he’ll be my Gomez. I hummed softly caressing his face further.

“Mon cher.” I purred before looking at the two children whose faces scrunched up at the affection they saw. “The Addams Family it is!”

“But it has to be perfect! We need the best costumes and everything!” Tsumiki replied. I smirked and nodded.

“I think I can make that happen.” I replied before reaching into my pocket and pulling out my phone. I began to dial a number.

“Who are you calling?” Toji asked curiously.

“A makeup artist friend.” I replied before placing my phone to my ear.

“Speak!” the flamboyant tone demanded. Very few had this man’s number, so if you had it, it meant you were of some importance.

“Spike it’s Bee… I have a Halloween project for you. You down?” I asked and I was met with a high-pitched squeal in response.

Friday – Thirty minutes after school let’s out.

The halls were decorated with Halloween decorations, large spider webs with dazzling black spiders were on the ceiling, bats and beetles and witches hung from the ceiling. One classroom had fog creeping out and a teacher who looked like a witch shrieking happily as she handed out candy to the kids.

The children walked happily ahead of us, smiling happily at the excited and jealous gazes they got from their classmates and Toji and I walked behind them, arms linked to show we were a couple. Many people were staring, more so at me than at Toji.

My dress was tight, but not too uncomfortable, my make up flawless and perfect, my nails a beautiful rich red. The wig I wore shaped my face perfectly. Toji’s suit was created to fit his large frame, his hair was slick down and the mustache on his upper lip made him look very sexy. Tsumiki looked so cute in her Wednesday outfit, her pig tails perfect and even. Megumi looked so precious in his striped shirt and black shorts. We stopped at Tsumiki’s homeroom class. She ran in first and I could hear a woman’s voice.

“Hi Tsumiki! My you look so pretty! Did your brother and dad come with you?” she asked. The rest of us were rounding the class doorway.

“Yes, and my mom too!” she said with excitement. The woman dressed as a leprechaun looked at her confused before looking up.

“Your moth…er?” she asked as she looked at me and Toji together and then our arms linked. She began to stutter over her words, and I could imagine she’d be very confused. The school new Toji of course, but they had never met me. Her eyes suddenly popped

“Oh my god you’re Beatrice Love, daughter of Sivannah Love, creator of Love Make up and Handbags! I’ve seen you in magazines and on the news!” she gushed holding up her phone. I just smiled and gave a gentle nod.

“Guilty, but you may call me Bee.” I replied. Toji grinned watching the young woman’s face malfunction as she looked between me and Toji who just nodded.

“Yep, she and I are dating.” he only said.

“I can’t believe I’m teaching a celebrity’s child!” she squealed, and I blushed not wanting to take attention away from the kids. I was watching as Tsumiki and Megumi ran past us, pillowcases full of candy. Toji chuckled lowly at the scene.

“Time to go. See you around Mrs. Tanaka.” he said turning our bodies so that we could follow after the kids. I merely waved as we left the classroom. We followed behind the children watching them move into each class collecting candy. All the while Toji was eyeing me visibly.

“Great idea getting help on the costumes, mama.” he praised, and I smiled up at him.

“I figured this would be the icing on the cake for their Halloween.” I replied and he hummed leaning into me.

“How about tonight we do a little roleplay, because I am dying to fuck you in that dress.” he whispered, and I chuckled humming some.

“I can’t wait.” I replied and he smiled and kissed me passionately before we moved off to follow behind the children who’s candy bags were dragging on the ground from being so heavy. Megumi however ran up to me.

"Bee, Bee will you come with me so all my teachers can meet you!" he asked happily. I was stunned by the request, but smiled nonetheless nodding.

"Of course!" I replied. He held his small hand out to me, and I looked at Toji gushing with excitement before moving to take the small boys hand and I let him lead me down the hall with nothing but excitement on his face.

[coryothesub]

Can you do a Snowjanus smut where Coryo is being a brat and Sejanus puts him in his place, pretty please 🥺

Dommy Sejanus is so damn hot sjfislaidjsdfh thank you so much for the ask I guess you can tell that I really enjoyed writing this (always down for sejanus/snowjanus asks btw)

nsfw / mdni / sub!coryo / dom!sejanus

“You're not gonna tell me how to feel just because you're some fine looking district boy. You're still just a district boy, Sejanus!” Coriolanus gave his friend a spiteful look as they walked into an empty room after the reaping ceremony.

Coriolanus had enough on his plate already, not getting the Plinth prize and being assigned to mentor that crazy singing girl was already enough to make him frustrated. And the last thing he needed was this spoiled rich boy moralizing about the cruel nature of the hunger games for the millionth time.

Sejanus was caught off guard by Coryo calling him fine looking during a fight, what did it mean? It sounded so bold and challenging, almost flirty.

“Just go back to your daddy and cry about your impossible hardships, I'm sure he will find a way to bail you out of this just to stop your endless whining,” Coriolanus continued to push his buttons, he was clearly testing his limits.

“Shut up Coriolanus!” Sejanus clenched his fists. He was not having any of this.

“Why don't you make me then!?” The blonde man was now dangerously close, giving Sejanus an arrogant look as he could literally feel his hot breath on his face. 

Okay, either he was truly delusional or were there indeed some sexual undertones.

A cocky smirk appeared on Coriolanus's face, he was clearly throwing down a challenge.

In a split second Sejanus grabbed Coriolanus by the hair and pushed him down on his knees, shoving his face towards his crotch. To his surprise, Coryo didn't even try to put up a fight, Sejanus's heartbeat raised as he felt Coryo's hot breath through the thin fabric of his pants as the blonde boy was fighting for air under his firm grip.

When finally let go, Coryo's face was flushed and his chest heaving. He looked up at Sejanus and he seemed unusually pliant and willing. Sejanus finally connected the dots in his brain.

“You like this, huh?”

Coryo licked his lips in reply. He was so responsive towards his friend’s dominant behavior.

Sejanus unzipped his pants and took out his half hard cock. It was handsome, thick and veiny. Coriolanus felt saliva pooling up in his mouth at the sight alone.

Sejanus chuckled softly, noticing the pure lust in his friend’s eyes.

“So you’ve been such an asshole because you wanted this all along…”

Coryo realized he was far past the point of pretending so he just nodded faintly. Eager to have a taste of the dark haired boy’s cock he moved closer, but Sejanus pushed him away. A devilish smirk appeared on his face.

“Beg for it!”

“Please Sej,” Coryo looked up at him, batting his eyes innocently. “I need to suck your cock.”

“Good boy!”

Sejanus was still grinning, he gave Coryo a few dickslaps and teased him, brushing his tip against the blonde's lovely pink lips.

“God you look so pretty like this, now take it!”

Coryo started sucking avidly, it was his first time sucking off a guy, but Sejanus just seemed to fit so perfectly in his mouth.

He closed his eyes and found his own cock, wrapping his hand around it.

“Nuh-uh, keep your hands to yourself! Don't remember allowing you to touch yourself…” 

Sejanus's voice was now low and husky, his words went straight to Coryo's cock and the poor boy whined around his friends dick. He almost couldn't believe Sejanus could be this cruel.

“If you want to cum, better be good!” Sejanus kept teasing.

Coryo kept quiet since his mouth was full of cock, he flattened his tongue and hollowed his cheeks, bobbing his head up and down just like he had seen in adult movies.

“Mmmm…” Sejanus cooed. “Look at you, Capitol boy, sucking district cock so nicely. Such a slut for me huh…”

Coryo's felt his cheeks filling with red, this was so humiliating. But somehow he liked it so much. He looked up at Sejanus, his pink lips swollen and eyes fluttering.

“Such a pretty little whore,” Sejanus praised him, letting his fingers wander in Coryo's blonde curls.

He thrusted his hips forwards, making Coryo's body tremble as he gagged around Sejanus's thick member. He was so achingly hard now, yet he didn't dare to disobey his friend.

Holding Coryo's head in place, Sejanus started thrusting his hips back and forth, fucking Coriolanus's throat. Gobbling sounds filled the room as Coryo tried to hold steady, feeling his friend's tip hitting the back of his throat.

Sejanus saw small streams of saliva dripping down from the corners of Coriolanus’s mouth as the blonde man's eyes were welling up with tears, but it made him even more vicious in his burning wish to show that hot little Capitol brat his true place.

He fucked Coryo's face relentlessly overwhelmed by the feeling of the blonde's warm wet mouth bringing him closer to the edge.

“Oh fuck Coryo, such a good…” the sentence was cut off by a deep groan as Sejanus came hard, thick ropes of cum shooting down Coryo's swollen throat.

“You did good Coriolanus, so good,” Sejanus gently wiped tears off Coryo's cheek as the blonde boy was trying to steady his breath.

“Please, can I cum now, Sej?” Coryo pleaded looking down at his painfully hard member, his  voice sounded soft and broken from the relentless throat fuck session he had just experienced.

“Come here, baby!” Sejanus said gently as he helped Coryo back on his feet.

“Gonna make you cum now…”

He wrapped his big hand around his friend's cock, causing Coryo to let out a desperate moan. It took less than a minute of Sejanus jerking him off at a rapid pace, their lips pressed together in a passionate kiss.

Sejanus's tongue exploring his mouth combined with his firm grip around his throbbing cock pushed Coryo over the edge and he moaned against Sejanus's lips cumming hard and shooting out a stream of hot cum all over his friend's hand.

“You were being a fucking brat on purpose, weren't you?” Sejanus chuckled softly as they both were coming down from their heights.

“That is an information I can't disclose” Coriolanus replied flirtatiously.

“But I can promise you one thing, Plinth. It will happen again.”

[devotedlykoneshots]

KYUNGSOO(D.O) : JUST FRIENDS

Genre: smut , minors dni,🔞, best friend to lovers, fake dating

Word count: 4,159

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For as long as you can remember you and d.o have been shipped by your close friends, they always tried to put you two together as much as possible.

You and d.o didn't really mind either, you both loved spending time together and making new memories together.

At least that's what it was for you, just memories to tell your children and grandchildren when you grew older.

D.o and you were the complete opposite but still alike in many ways, when he hated socializing you thrived in it.

When he succeeded in the kitchen you failed astronomically.

You balanced each other but now....all you wanted to do was strangle him, the bastard opened your curtains and let the atrocious sunlight through onto your unsuspecting face.

Ultimately ruining your wet dream about a celebrity you could never have.

"close the curtains! my eyes are

burning! "you were so dramatic but he didn't mind that, you were one of his closest friends in the world and he found it quite amusing but he'd never admit that.

"don't you think you've slept in

long enough, you little vampire?"he asked and sat down beside you pulling the covers off your body.

You threw a pillow in his direction and he easily dodged it , chuckling at your weak attempt to get him to leave you alone.

"Get up , they're serving food at that diner for couples again" you'd forgotten about that, the little diner near the boys apartment always did this every year for valentines day.

"Why aren't we sending Chen? He's in an actual relationship" you grumbled and he pinches your arm , grabbing your other arm to keep you from hitting him.

"I'll buy you dumplings later"he offered and you sat up , stretching with a smile on your face.

It was safe to say you're thoroughly spoiled.

"Deal"you agreed and got up, heading to the bathroom to get ready and kyungsoo headed back to the living room where the guys were watching TV.

"Baekhyun, you're buying y/n dumplings later" he stated as he plops himself down on the couch beside Kai.

You were finally ready to head over to the guys apartment and even though they brought Chen's 'family' car as you'd like to call it there still wasn't enough room for everyone, that's how you end up on kyungsoo's lap and you're convinced they planned this.

By they you mean baekhyun.

"Who are we texting?" Kyungsoo asked and you smiled slightly, turning your head to look at him.

"One of my side chicks" you commented and he snorts, resting his chin on your shoulder as you lean back against his chest.

"Cheating on our anniversary? You wound me" he commented lowly and you'd have to note that was the first time you felt something towards d.o, his low voice just gave you the chills as it resonated in your ear

"Are we there yet?" He raised his eyebrows at you, taken aback by the sudden question and he looks out of the window.

"Almost, you know how slow Chen drives"he chuckles and there it goes again, his deep voice and you tried to refrain from shivering but you couldn't help it.

He definitely noticed.

"Are you cold? I told you to bring a jacket"he scolds you and you bite your bottom lip, you're snapped out of it when he starts to rub your arms in hopes of providing you some warmth.

He had no idea that he was unintentionally driving you crazy.

"We're here" Chen dropped you off at the diner and you both climb out of the car, you headed towards the entrance thankfully it wasn't too packed due to the time and most people were at work.

You had to walk up a flight of stairs to get to the diner, the first floor being the waiting area and you hear a snort coming from beside you.

"You're the clumsiest person I know, how did you survive past childhood?"he chuckles at your frame when you successfully avoided falling up the steps because lord knows how you managed to do that.

"Well it's a good thing I have you here to protect me"you turn to him and bat your eyelashes earning a snort from him before he shoves you lightly, an arm wrapping around your waist as you approached the buffet to further sell the idea of you being a couple.

However you didn't expect to see kyungsoo's boss there as well and witnessing kyungsoo tense up, it was clear that he was just as surprised.

"Fancy seeing you here, I had no idea you were in a relationship."his boss greets him and you smiled.

"He likes to keep me hidden"you say and kyungsoo gives your waist a squeeze of appreciation, thankful for the save.

"Will we be seeing each other at your promotion party?"he then asked kyungsoo, you looked at him confused and completely stepping out of character.

"What promotion party?"you asked and his boss also questioned him, confused that he hasn't told you yet.

"You didn't tell her?"

"We've been so busy lately there wasn't enough time"kyungsoo explained, it wasn't necessarily a lie either but knowing him he wasn't intending on attending his own party.

"Its okay"you assured him before turning to his boss.

"We'll be there"you promised and this time it was kyungsoo who stared at you in shock, disbelief even.

"Well then , I'll let you enjoy your evening, it was nice meeting you-"you take his hand to shake it and give him your name.

"Y/n"

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"Why didn't you say anything?"you asked him as you both sat on the couch, some of the guys had work and the chen was on a date with his girlfriend.

"I wasn't gonna go, its not a big deal"you snorted, not surprised.

"You got a promotion soo and that is a big deal, when is the party?"you questioned him and he leans back against the couch.

"Its next weekend, out of town"you raised your eyebrows.

"Then I should get packed"you said, standing up and he grabbed your hand, getting your attention.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"he asked, genuinely concerned.

"We have to, can't risk people thinking you're a liar and a fraud"you say and squeeze his hand.

"Thank you"he said and you nodded, pulling away from him to go and get packed. You decided to bring at least 15 different outfits, you never know what you'll encounter over a three day period.

As the days pass by and the weekend approaches you both bid your friends a farewell, surprising you even more once you saw they were traveling all the way to California for his promotion party.

You were once again in disbelief when you'd checked into the hotel, of course you and d.o were sharing a room. You tried not to think too deeply about it and focused more on the room, it was more like a suite.

"I just got promoted to CEO" he answered your question before you even asked, your eyes full of amazement as you took in the room and kyungsoo has never seen you look so beautiful.

The bed is huge and the view is otherworldly , you couldn't believe your best friend has been hiding this life from you all this time.

Yet you still couldn't fathom why this man was still single.

"We're expanding our branch to California" he further explains, which explains why you'd flown here.

"A-are you moving here?" You asked , turning to him and he sat down on the bed. Your heart sank.

He was moving all the way to California.

"I'll come visit when I can" he tells you and you nodded, looking down at your hands and he takes them in his own to pull you closer.

"Don't cry" he says softly and you sit down beside him, his hand pressing against your cheek and you subconsciously nuzzle into his hand.

His heart melts at your little display of affection and the first real action without eyes on you, you were both alone and yet you were genuinely sad to part from him once this was over.

He pulls you into a hug and you hide your face in his neck, he rubs your back soothingly to help you calm down all while your brain tried to come to terms with this new revelation.

You both pull away eventually and he pinches your cheek.

The party started a little bit after 9pm and you spent the last three hours in a room with all of the women, thank god you'd known kyungsoo for a long time because they wouldn't stop asking questions.

Like his boss they were also surprised that he was in a relationship , according to them he'd been asked out several times but declined them all.

This was the part that made you do a double take.

He'd always tell these beautiful and successful women that he already had eyes for someone else, who could that possibly be?

As far as you know kyungsoo had never mentioned having another friend of the opposite gender, could he be keeping her a secret?

"He seems really smitten with you" taeyeon tells you and you bite your bottom lip at that.

Their comments made your mind wander to places and scenarios they shouldn't have, what could a life with d.o offer you.

Were you the mystery interest all this time? If so, why would he turn down the likes of someone as successful as taeyeon for you?

No , this was fake dating. It wasn't real.

Yet you'd never talked about ending the fake dating plan once this was over.

Would you keep fake dating? What did kyungsoo think?

The sound of Krystal telling you she was done with your hair snapped you out of your thoughts, the hair stylist was definitely worth all the hype she got.

You could never get your hair to be this perfect but you'd never had enough money to buy the right products so that was probably why.

"Kyungsoo is a keeper, I wouldn't let him go if I were you" was the last thing taeyeon said before you parted ways when you walked down stairs.

Although you thrived in public situations this was a little out of your comfort zone , kyungsoo was chatting and laughing with his co-workers when you arrived with the rest of the ladies.

You did not fail to catch his attention immediately and he excused himself from the conversation before coming over to you, a smile on his face once he got close.

"You look amazing" one of the ladies had gifted you with a silk brown dress and gold accessories , it was the perfect length and the slit on the side showed off your beautiful thighs.

D.o shook his head before his mind could wander to unholy places meant to be whispered to you within the safety of your room.

"So do you" you're pushed up against him as a group of people walk past you and you look up at him before stepping back.

"Come , let's get you a drink"he wraps his arm around your waist and guides you to the bar, multiple people greeting him and you along the way.

"You're really popular, huh?"he chuckles at that and shrugs his shoulder.

"Something like that"he orders a round of shots for you both and you engage in a competition like you usually do back home.

He let's you win of course as per usual.

"I'm gonna miss you" you state as you stare at him and he smiles sadly at you, leaning forward to kiss your lips but instead he ends up kissing your nose and you both burst out laughing.

"Were you trying to kiss me?"you asked him and he sits his glass down, attention drifting from the shot to you.

"What would you do if I was?"he asked and you shrugged your shoulders.

"Slap you, maybe"you grinned and he snorts, knowing you were probably right.

"That would sell it right?"he asked, you knew what he was talking about but still the thought of kissing d.o sent shivers up your spine.

"Probably" you said and he leans forward, cupping your cheek and your eyes close at the sensation of his warm hand against your cheek.

Your breath hitching when you open your eyes to see how close he was and just then he closed the gap, kissing your lips softly and it was a simple kiss.

No tongue or anything like that but still had your head spinning from the softness, it was a quick kiss before he pulled you into his arm in a hug and kissed your cheeks twice making you laugh.

As the night came to an end you and d.o found yourselves sitting amongst his peers, his hand on your knee to stop your leg from bouncing and your head on his shoulder as you were starting to get sleepy as it was now going past midnight.

"We're gonna head in for the night"his  hand leaving your knee to help you stand, arm around your waist as both walk to the elevator.

"Okay, see you tomorrow"you wondered what tomorrow had in store for you but you were too tired to  think about it further.

The ride up to your floor was quiet but not an uncomfortable silence, kyungsoo picks you up once the elevator opens and he carries you bridal style to your room.

You were wide awake now, not expecting that and honestly you didn't even know he was that strong.

Needless to say you kinda liked it, maybe a little too much.

"We need to talk"he'd said just before you could dip off to the bathroom to get changed.

"Okay....what is it?"you asked him, kicking off your shoes and looking over at him since he had yet to move.

"I don't know when it started or why it even started but all I know is...I like you , y/n and before you even ask its not as a friend"you're shocked but you kind of suspected there was something else going on the more the day moved along.

Especially after talking with taeyeon and hearing how he acted around other women, its very different from how he acts with you.

He's comfortable with you.

"I've liked you for a long time now, its why I didn't bother to date because none of them are you and they could never make me feel the way you do"you felt your heart melt at that, you were the mystery interest this whole time.

You were the one he'd had his eyes on for god knows how long, that explained why he complied with fake dating you for food at the diner.

"I just had to say it. And if you

don't want me that way, we'll

never mention this again. I'll be at your side when you get married, when you have kids, when you find the cure for cancer- and I'll be happy for you. I'll keep my feelings out of it-"you hadn't even noticed you hadn't responded to his confession yet, too caught up with matching up the missing pieces of the puzzle that kyungsoo left for you all these years.

"Soo shut up"you cut him off and he immediately raised his eyebrows.

"Okay, I can do that"he said and you took a deep breath before walking over to him , grabbing his shirt and pulling him to you as you kissed his lips.

Ultimately taking him by surprise but soon enough his hands found your waist to pull you closer to his body , your lips molding together like a seamless harmony and you wrapped your arms around his neck.

"Is that a yes?"he asked after pulling away for some air, panting slightly and you nodded as your eyes closed.

"I don't want you to keep your feelings out of it"you tell him and he picks you up, pressing you against the nearest wall and you gasp at this new side of d.o that you were witnessing.

"Fuck, I've waited for this for so long" he whispered against your lips as he licks your bottom lip and you open your mouth to let his tongue slip inside , the kiss deepening and his body pushing up against yours.

You whine softly as you feel something hard press against your center and your fingers grip his hair, his lips leaving yours and moving down to your neck as you tilt your head back.

You shiver upon feeling his mouth on your skin for the first time and he grows harder as he listens to you moan his name for the first time.

He wanted more.

"Wait are you sure about this?"he asked as he pulled back and his eyes drift over to your neck, no doubt a hickey already decorating your skin.

"Just fuck me already" you lock your legs around his waist as you make him press against your center again, a groan leaving his lip and you pull him into another kiss.

"Soo" you gasp as his hands grope both of your breasts and you both look down at his hands , he gulps before brushing his thumbs over your nipples and feeling them already hardened.

"Fuck you're not wearing a bra"you blush at his words and work to get his tie loose, nibbling on your bottom lip.

"The girls said I didn't need one with this dress"you gasped again as he rolls your nipples between his fingers through the thin material of your dress and winning him a whimper in response.

"Been thinking about ripping this dress off you since you walked through that door" he spoke and looked up at you before pulling down the top of your dress until your tits spill out of the material, he wastes no time as he licks his fingers and takes your nipple into his mouth all while rolling your other nipple between his fingers.

Your fingers wrap around the door handle to keep you anchored in the world of reality.

"You can't- its not mine" you tell him and he pulls you back into another kiss , carrying you to the bed now and pushing you down against it.

Your hands immediately go to his pants and you hastily unbutton them before pushing them down his legs, you pull him down onto you and your sudden movement makes him gasp.

He curses in your ear as your hand slips into his boxers and your hand wraps around his impressive length, he wasn't long like how you thought he'd be but he was thick.

"I want you inside now"you whine as you stroke his length and he bucks into your hand, a groan leaving his lips as you squeeze his base and pump faster.

"W-we've got all night"he stops you and pulls your hand out of his boxers, his eyes widening as he takes in the sight of you removing your dress and you're only left in a pair of black laced panties.

"My God, you're so fucking

gorgeous like this."he whispered and ran a hand up your body to grab your breasts in his hands, rolling your nipples between his fingers before his hand wraps around your neck and you gasp.

" oh fuck"your back arches off the bed and he trails his tongue up your body as he kisses a wet trail behind, when his tongue flicks at your sensitive buds you wrap your legs around him.

"You're driving me crazy"he coos at your comment before biting down on the plump flesh surrounding your nipple and your body arches again as he sucks it into his mouth.

You didn't know kyungsoo had this side to him and you definitely liked seeing this side, you definitely noticed he was more of a boob guy and you were proved right when he traps his cock between them.

A trail of saliva landing on the head of his cock to help him fuck your tits better and you let your tongue loll out , hearing him curse as his cock hits your tongue each time he thrusts.

"Soo please , I don't need any foreplay. I just need you inside of me. Right now."kyungsoo laughs and pulls away from you , leaning down to kiss your lips and pulling away right after.

"One more thing, baby. Then I'll give you whatever you want" he promised before slipping between your legs and your breath gets caught in your throat as you realized what he was about to do.

"Relax, let me take care of you" you rest your head back against the pillow and bite your bottom lip as he takes off your panties, the first lick pulls a gasp from you before he's delving into your heat and he moans.

"Fuck, fuck"you swear and arch your back as he holds your hips down, looking up at you as he licks your wet core and your fingers grip his hair again.

" kyungsoo"you moan his name again and he groans as he sucks your clit into his mouth, your hips trying to buck against his mouth but failing due to his grip.

"You taste so good" he groans against your heat and his eyes roll into the back of his head as you tug his hair, his tongue licking you feverishly.

"Oh- I'm gonna cum" you cried out, your legs threatening to close around his head but he wraps his arms under your legs and hums in delight as you cum, your body trembling.

He pulls away and licks his lips as he comes up to kiss your lips, your arms wrap around his neck as you deepen the kiss and your hands push his boxers down.

"Please , I need you"you whimper and he pulls back to pull off the rest of his clothes, you hadn't even noticed that majority of his clothes were still on and you just about ripped his shirt off because he was taking too long.

His lips return to yours once he was undressed and you moan into the kiss as you feel his cock grinding against your folds, covering his bare cock in your slick embarrassingly at that.

"you're so wet, I bet I could just-" he pushes his cock into your entrance and you moan at the intrusion, your nails digging into his lower back and he groans as he grabs your hands to pin them above your head.

"Move , please" you beg and he bites his bottom lip as he starts to fuck his cock into you , you both moaning out at the same time and his hands move down to your hips for better leverage.

His thrusts becoming rougher gradually and faster, your moans and the sounds of skin slapping against skin filling the room.

You'd feel bad about the red marks that littered across his back layer but right now you couldn't care less, especially not with him deep in your guts like he was.

Definitely not with him whispering praises into your ear about how well you were taking him, how you were crafted just for him and no one else.

"You're gonna make me cum again" you whimper and he reaches down to slap to your clit with his fingers , you gasped and cried out to him.

"You gonna cum all over your best friends cock?"he taunts you and you nodded your head, what would your friends think if they knew what you both were up to on this trip?

"Cum for me, come on pretty girl"he coos into your ear and you cling onto him, your face in his neck as you clench down around him, pulling a groan from his lips as you cum and he fucks you through your state of euphoria without slowing down.

"Fuck- almost there princess"he said and pulled back to drive his cock into your heat faster, now chasing his own orgasm and rolling your nipples between as he further prolonged your orgasm.

"Fucking hell" he quickly pulls and moves over your body, straddling your waist and strokes his cock until he's cumming all over your tits.

"Never pegged you for a tit guy" you smile at him lazily and he chuckles , leaning down to kiss your lips softly.

"Just yours"he gets off the bed and you smile as he disappears in the bathroom, you couldn't help but think back to earlier and him moving halfway across the world.

How would you make it work? Would it have been better not to explore this side of each other?

You only had 2 days left before your lives would change forever.

Well , a lot can happen in 2 days.

[silent-raven13]

I'ma need my second wifey

Ganke likes to make Hobie mad, it's alright his best friend and Hobie aren't dating so what's the harm? Maybe it'll be good to push the punker into asking Miles out. The two been in this weird limbo of Will they, won't they soap opera.

Honestly, he's sick of it. He can tell Miles wants Hobie to make the first move. His best friend is so shy as fuck, and hates feeling stupid for asking a guy like Hobie out.

So... Ganke had a plan to help his best friend with the help of his girlfriend, Danika.

The three decides to throw a party- Well, Ganke decided to throw a party at his home in Manhattan. It's in a very nice middle class to rich neighborhood. Ganke's house had three large floors that were intrigue and abstract with color schemes of white, warm wood and sleek black furniture.

Miles' arched his eyebrow at his best friend, "Ay yo, your parents' are gonna kill you for throwing a party..." It's middle of a very lit party of classmates from their high school, they saw beer, weed, and food passing around. So much beer and alcoholic drinks, Miles hold on to a red cup half filled cheap beer.

"Hah, maybe or maybe not. My parents did worry about me not making a lot of friends. They're happy you are one of my closest friend." He put one arm around Miles' shoulder with a chuckle, "And if they do kill me, I got Spider-man to help find my body."

"Oh pfft! Man, you know it." He laughs along with his friend with his arm around Ganke's shoulder, too. They had the biggest bromance anyone can see. Their classmates thought they make a cute couple seeing how close they were.

All of Miles' Spider friends which was Margo, Peni, Hobie, Gwen, and Pavitr came with their own causal outfits. Hobie had a beer bottle in his hand giving a tight grip as he spotted Miles and Ganke arms in arms. Ganke caught this and knew the punker got jealous, so he did what a best friend would do.

"Hey Miles."

"What?" Miles turns to his best friend.

Ganke gave him a kiss cheek, "I love you, man! You're an amazing friend." This caught everyone off guard, yet they did not hate it. Their classmates were blushing at the two being so friendly. Miles blink a couple of times and hug his best friend with laughter in his tone.

"I love you, too, Ganks! You're my best friend, I'll do anything for you." Miles playfully kiss Ganke's cheek showing some bromance, unaware of the punker staring at them.

Gwen sips her own cup filled with beer, "You good?" She asked Hobie.

"Yeah. Yeah! I'm good," He chugs the rest of his beer.

Pavitr hums, "Somebody is jealous." He took a drink before going over to dance with someone.

"Go and talk to him, dude. You always limbo with Miles!" Gwen nudges the punker.

Hobie shrugs, "Nah, I still don't know where I stand with him."

"Alright, but you should be able to confront him. You know how Miles is, he gets in his head too much. He might overthink it and think you don't like him."

"But, I want him to make the move. He can do it. I'm not going to-" Hobie voice trails as he saw Ganke 's hand on Miles waist and nuzzle his neck. What the fuck!

Gwen pressed her lips together with a nod, and said nothing. Pavitr gasps, "OMB! I can't believe they are such flirty friends. You think they'll get together? They do look cute!" He likes to poke at Hobie's jealousy just so he can start making a move on Miles.

Everyone knows the two like each other, it's plain as day! It's annoying how they do this Will they or Won't they soap opera. Well, Pavitr loves it, he loves the drama.

"St-ah-p, Pav. You're gonna get Hobie mad." Gwen nudges her friend. No one wants to see Hobie go bat shit crazy. They saw how dangerous he can get when he's pissed off.

"I'm only joking! It's not like they are gonna be together. They are just close friends." Pavitr hums.

Meanwhile, Miles and Ganke were busy talking to Danika and Barbara. Miles lean back against a table having his yellow zipper hoodie open to reveal his short black shirt lifting up showing off his belly button. Hobie bite his bottom lip seeing the curly hair of his happy trail, and Miles' faint six pack.

Miles laughs along his friends, before his eyes landed on Hobie, he gave him a sheepish smile almost welcoming him into their group to have conversation.

Hobie was about to head over there, until he saw Ganke leaning over to whisper something in Miles' ear and saw the Korean-American teenagers hand on Miles' stomach. That hand gently took the black shirt to pull down to cover his best friend's stomach. Hobie watches being too jealousy that he cracked his beer bottle, Gwen had to quickly take the bottle away and grab Hobie to go outside on the balcony.

Hobie sighs with anger feeling the cold breeze, he saw the fancy area Ganke lives. It's way better than whatever he had going on. "Fucking L, mate. Fuck me." He mutters.

"Dude, chill. Ganke is just messing with Miles. They're best friends!" Gwen threw the cracked beer bottle into a near by trash can. "You gotta calm down. Miles is just enjoying himself and he invited us to have fun. You should go up to him and-"

"Best friends?" Hobie cut his friend off. "That's not being best friends."

"Hobie, you flirt with your friends all the time. Why Miles can't?"

"Okay, first of all I bloody kiss them on the cheek and wink. That bloke is touching my Sunflower's waist and pulling him closer like they are a thing!" Hobie said out loud.

Gwen snickers, "Dude, you are so jealous. If it bothers you so much then GO TELL MILES! Dude, your only hurting yourself if-" Then the balcony door slid open showing Miles coming out, "Are ya'll good? What happened?"

Gwen and Hobie look at each other then the punker said, "Nothing. Just about smoke-" Miles face perked, "Oh, Judge brought his bong so we can all try it. You guys wanna hit it?" He took Gwen's and Hobie's hand to the living room. Miles' friend Judge sitting in the middle of the couch already got his stuff out.

"I wanna it, Judge baby." A girl flirting with Judge.

"Alright, take a hit, sweet thang." He flirted back as he light up the bong for her to inhale the smoke from the weed. She took and blew it being well experienced in using a bong.

Danika whispers in Barbara's ear, "You think Miles' crush is jealous."

"God, I hope so. Because I know I would've gone bat shit crazy if my crush is flirting with someone else." Barbara snorted.

Danika saw Miles coming over with his friends. So she leans into her boyfriend's ear to whisper, "Maybe you should like flirt a bit more... like a kiss or get Hobie super pissed off."

"You'll be fine with me kissing him?" Ganke asked.

"Bae, I'm all for it. It's low-key kinda hot." Danika admits then kisses her boyfriend's lips, "Besides, I won't get jealous. I know, you got eyes for me." She gave him another kiss. She left her man do his thing.

"Yo, Miles." Ganke called his friend out, "You gonna hit it."

"Yeah, man. I'm totally gonna try it." Miles brought his friends over.

"Your dad won't catch you?" Gwen asked.

"Nah, it'll be fine." Miles shrugs, "What he won't know won't hurt him?"

"What about your mom?" Pavitr asked.

Miles chuckles, "Nah, I'll be sleeping over with Ganks so she won't know anything."

Hobie said, "Your sleeping over?"

"Hell yeah, he is." Ganke finally put his arm around Miles' shoulder, "We gon' be playin' video games, watch movies, eat junk food..." Miles nodding in agreement, "possibly fuck."

"That's right." Miles agreed without knowing what his friend said.

This got his friends caught off, then Judge shouted, "Ay yo?"

"HAHAHAH!" Barbara bursting into fits of laughter.

Hobie's eyes widen for the moment before he quickly changed his expression into a disapproving frown. Pavitr's mouth went wide open.

"Whoa." Gwen blinks a couple of times.

Miles quickly realized what his best friend said and playfully shove him, "BRO! That's fucking wild!" They started to playfully fight with laughter.

"Hahaha, you agreed to it!" Ganke jokes.

"Hahaha, you're fucking crazy, man." Miles laughs, "Ain't no way, I'll be fucking you."

"Nah, you would love it, pookie." Ganke teased.

"I wonder who would be the bottom of the relationship." Barbara jokes.

"NOT ME!" Miles and Ganke said at the same time.

"You are the bottom." Miles said.

"Nuh uh, you!"

"Not gonna lie. Ganke looks top material." Judge took a hit of his bong being high.

"What? I'm totally a top." Miles snorted.

"No way, you are! I would be a top." Ganke chuckles, playful held Miles' waist pulling him close. "See! I'm dominant."

"Whoa!" His best friend snickers, almost being bashful at his best friend's dominance.

Danika giggles, "Careful Miles, Ganke got you feeling some type of way."

"Oh hahaha. Alright bet!" Miles playfully stick one leg up so Ganke can grab it. The two playfully posed like a couple. "I got you, papí."

"Ayyy, look at you, Miles being so bold." Barbara teased as she took her phone out to take pictures of them.

Hobie rolled his eyes, one arm crossed while the other plays with his chains on his jeans. He hates how Ganke and his Sunflower were being so flirty. When it comes to him being flirty, Miles becomes shy and moves himself away from him. So not fair. The nerve for his Sunflower to call Ganke, papí! It's getting him too mad.

Gwen saw how quiet Hobie is, more to himself. She bites her bottom lip, so she quickly broke Ganke and Miles off, "So are we gonna get high or what?" She slouches between them.

"Yeah! I almost forgot." Miles pulls away from his best friend seeing Gwen slouching on him. "Who wants next?"

"I do." Pavitr volunteer, he went to Judge to use the bong.

Ganke glances at Hobie seeing those dark glares at him like daggers, it terrified him. Danika said, "You guys should totally watch Evil Dead Rises."

"I wanna see it but my dad wants to watch with me and my mom." Miles said. "He loves scary movies."

"How about Winnie the Pooh Blood and Honey?" Barbara asked. "That one was a choice, but a fun watch."

"I should find it on the web." Ganke said. "We were planning on watching Five Nights at Freddy's."

"Yeah, there is!" Miles said to his friend.

"Ya'll are a bunch of nerds." Barbara jokes.

Gwen asked, "There's a movie on that game?" In her world, there's no movie made of that game.. yet.

"Yeah, me and Ganks always plan to watch it together! We play the games... might as well watch the movie." Miles added.

"I know, me and Ganks had to watch another movie on our date night since Miles wanted to watch FNAF." Danika teased.

Miles chuckles, "Well, Ganke is making his wifey happy by taking you to watch Quiet Place Day One."

"Hell yeah, he does!" Danika smirks with her arms around her man.

"Guys." Pavitr coughs getting high, "Guys?"

"Next?" Judge asked seeing his friends talking about scary movies.

Hobie stood at the side listening, then he heard something that snap in him. "Well, I gotta please both my wifeys." Ganke jokes, he put both arms around his girlfriend and Miles.

"LOL!" Barbara laughs.

"Bae, your crazy." Danika laughs.

Miles snorted, "Wifey?"

"Yeah." Ganke said out loud, "Come, I'ma need my second wifey to get shit faced with me." He snickers along side his girlfriend and best friend.

"Bro, calling him wifey is wild." Judge snickers, "Ay, Miles... don't you got someone."

"Nah, I don't. I'm single, man." Miles' voice rings Hobie's ear, he felt hurt. "I got no one, you know." Wow...

Hobie stood with his head shaking being upset. He hears Judge talking, "Dude, good thing too. Because if you had someone, right now, they feelings be hurt!"

"Nah, no one likes me like that." Miles shrugs. "It is what it is. I guess, i'm Ganke's second wifey." Everyone except for Gwen was laughing at the jokes.

Then suddenly, Miles felt a hand grabbing his wrist, "Wha-wait, Hobie? What is it, man?" The punker pulled him out towards the balcony.

"Huh oh..." Pavitr mutters.

Danika whispers to her boyfriend, "You think it worked?"

"Hope so..." Ganke mutters.

Outside of the balcony, Miles said, "Hobie, wait, man. What is it? Are you-" Hobie shut the slide door a bit too hard that the glass cracked a bit, "HOBIE! You can't go breaking Ganke's stuff! This is parents-" Hobie cut him off, "What? Because you and him are bloody husband and wife?"

Miles leans against the iron railed being surprised at the punker. Hobie looks at him as he felt his eyes teary, he's heated with rage. "Wha-what are you talking about?"

"You know, what I'm talking about, Brooklyn!" Hobie got closer to Miles, a dark scowl on his face, "You are fucking messing with me?"

"What? No! Me and Ganks always joke around like that." Miles' voice quiet, "I don't see the problem. Me and him are close friends?"

"Close friends? You two are practically grinding and rubbing each other like a couple!" Hobie inhale slowly seeing the way Miles look a bit frighten. "My bad... you know, what never mind. I'm... fuck me... what a fucking way to ruin the party, right Hobie." He mutters to himself before rubbing his eyes to wipe off the tears.

"Hobie, please tell me what's wrong, man." Miles finally said, this time his hand yanking the punker's vest. "Come on, Hobs. It's me."

"It's nuthin', mate. I'm just overworked."

"That doesn't explain why you're pissed off at me. You flirt with your friends all the time. You kiss them on the cheek, you hug them- hell, you let your exs grind against you when you dance with them." Miles finally said, "Dude, are you worry about me or it's something else?" His eyes filled with hope, hope for his crush to finally give him a sign.

"You're right, my bad. I should've got mad at yer. I'ma just tired or sumthing'." Hobie mutters, he felt his heart aching. He still had his face looked away from his Sunflower. "Maybe I should go, Sunflower."

Miles' eyes filled with hurt, almost anger bubbling in him. Really? Is that it? "No! There's something wrong and you're just fucking with me, HOBS!" He quickly went over to stop Hobie from leaving, finally seeing his face.

Hobie, the famous Spider-punk, the anarchist that kills his villains and hates fascism and dealt with so much bullshit from his childhood. The teenager punker that got Miles' heart skipping a beat is having tears coming down his cheek. "Hobie? What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Miles finally wipes the tears from his friend's hand being concerned, "You can talk to me. What happened?"

"Nuthin', Sunflower." He mutters being to himself. He felt embarrassed to be upset at his crush like this. Never had he had strong feelings for anyone before. Now, he's here crying and hurting for someone that isn't his but a friend.

"Tell me." Miles cups Hobie's face, "You can tell me anything." Hobie smells Miles' breath, it doesn't reek of beer or any sorts of alcohol. It smell like pizza and soda... Miles never likes the taste of beer so he drank just a bit.

"Tsk," Hobie sucked his teeth being more embarrassed the longer he kept quiet.

Miles didn't say anything, his Honey Brown eyes filled with worried. He always had a way of telling his feelings through his face. Hobie finally asked, "You still think I'm cool, Brooklyn?"

"Crying your feelings out is pretty cool to me," Miles wipes another tear from his punker's face, he doesn't know what's bugging him. He rather be a good friend to his punker, seeing how much Hobie needs it. He could smell weed, cigarettes, and musk on the punker all scents he's fond of.

"Is that so, huh?" Hobie's voice low for only his Sunflower to hear.

"It's alright. I'm here to listen." Miles let Hobie pressed his forehead against his own.

The two stay like this for a few seconds until Hobie finally said, "You told ya mates that there's no one that wants you..."

"Hm?"

"You told yer mates you are single and there's no one that wants you. Do you honestly feel that way, Sunflower?" The punker finally spoke.

Miles took a moment to process this, then finally said, "Oh... that. I...I-I" He didn't know what to say.

Hobie merely shut his eyes for the moment feeling disappointed. "Did I do something wrong?"

"What?"

"Sunflower be serious with me."

"Hobie, I'm confused." Miles being lost, "I swear, man, I never thought-" He saw the punker giving him a serious look. Miles took a moment before he said, "I thought you were playing with me..."

"What?" His crush asked.

"I thought you were joking with me, Hobie. I wasn't sure." This time he fidget with his fingers unsure what to do to calm his nerves, "I swear, I thought you were playing around with me like friends. That's why I said that and to be honest, I am single... it kindly made sense that no one wants me- that you didn't want me."

"Your joking, Sunflower?" Hobie being flabbergasted.

"I'm not." Miles felt anxious, his voice shaken, "You always seem to give me signs but then, you would go off or make some comment about us being friends. How should I know!"

"You did that to me, too." Hobie pulls away, "You with your friend, both flirting and-and freakin' letting him kiss you and you kiss with him like a damn bloody couple."

"Are you jealous?" Miles finally asked out loud as he put the pieces together.

"No, I'm not jealous. I'm-I'm-" Miles spoke over him, "You are! You're jealous of Ganke because the way we play around! Hobie, be honest with me."

"I'm not. I'm fine. We're fine. I'm just-" Miles took his face pulling him closer to having eye contact. The Punker met big Honey brown eyes, and a serious Miles.

"Hobie, be real with me. Were you jealous of Ganke?" Miles asked in a serious tone.

"Sunflower, I-"

Miles said with a straight face, "Be for real with me, Hobie. If it's something else, I'll leave you alone. So, were you jealous of Ganke?"

Hobie sighs, "Sunflower, you drive me crazy... and to see you with that bloke- I was- I am jealous."

"You're still jealous." Miles finally said.

"Yes, Sunflower." The sad puppy dog look on the punker's face made Miles' heart melt.

Miles pressed his forehead against the punker, he closed his eyes to intake the moment, "I like you, too." Before his lips pressed against his friend's lips.

Hobie stood being a mix of shock and joy. When Miles pulled away his face is complete flustered, "I been liking you for a while, Hobie. I just needed a sign to know if you did. I guess, I was overthinking it and-" This time the punker shut him off to give him another kiss.

Miles felt like he was on cloud 9, his arms wrapping around the punker's neck pulling for a deep kiss. When they finally pull away, they felt like they were finally completely. The two sat together on the chairs on the balcony, Hobie let Miles sit on his lap as they chuckle a bit. "I always let you sit on my lap, and you never knew I like you?"

"I mean, I get in my head too much. I thought you were fluid like that." Miles admits, "And you were waiting for me to confess to you? Dude, your lucky this hasn't gone for ten years!"

"Oh so, you admit our confession will be a slow burn, huh?" Hobie chuckles in amusement, "I guess, it's a good thing, huh?"

"Mmm, seeing you cry hurts me, you know?" Miles admits, "I thought something bad happen or you were really upset with me." He rested his head on his punker's chest just to listen to his heartbeat. "I'm sorry if I disappointed you. I should be better at confronting stuff like this..."

"No, Sunflower. I... I was just hurt that you didn't feel the same way as I did. You telling your mates about being single and no one wants you... it hurts, because I tried." He held his Sunflower's hand to kiss his knuckles, "Seeing you with another bloke broke me."

"Hobie, I never meant to hurt you, I just didn't think you felt the same way. You flirted with your friends and I thought I was just a friend you happened to flirt with."

"I'm sorry for mixing your feelings up, Sunflower. I... I didn't want to pressure you." He buries his nose into his Sunflower's tapered afro inhaling his tropical scent.

"Let's ended with we're finally together." Miles said with his hands holding onto Hobie's. "Your ready for us?"

"I've been ready, Sunflower." Hobie chuckles as he felt MIles' lips on his cheek. "I hope you know I'm not planning on letting you go any time soon."

"Good. I was hoping you'll say that." Miles giggles. The two pressed their foreheads together until they felt their spider-senses going off. They look over the large glass slide door to find their friends spying on them.

"Oh shit, they caught on!" Judge said.

Ganke slid open the door to find the whole glass shattering, "Awe man, how the hell I'ma tell my parents about this?"

Danika peeking over her man's shoulder, "Say a bird hit it."

"So are you two finally together?" Gwen asked through the broke glass slide door.

Hobie and Miles stare at each being amused, "Yeah, we're together." They held onto each other.

Pavitr cheered, "Whoa! Finally, we got ourselves a Punkflower couple in the gang!" The gang cheers.

"Finally! I swear to god, I was about to pop a blood vessel! You guys took forever to be together." Barbara said.

"Punkflower?" Miles asked.

Gwen shrugs, "I dunno, apparently every Spider-Band gang has a couple. We're the punk flower couple."

"I'm so writing this on my blog." Pavitr giggles.

"This call for a celebration! Let's get shit faced!" Judge shouted with a wolf howl. Pavitr and Gwen joins in as they went in the living room to get drunk.

Danika giggles, "So, you good with Ganke?" She looks at Hobie.

"Hey man, no offense." Ganke held his hand out for a truce. "Miles is my best friend."

Hobie got up having to carrying his Sunflower like a bride, "Ye, it's fine, bruv. But I'm still keeping an eye on you." He shook Ganke's hand.

"Hobie!" Miles pouted, "Be nice. Also, put me down!"

"Nuh uh, I told you I'm never letting you go!" Hobie held him tightly.

Ganke let out a sigh of relief while his girlfriend laugh, "Alright, you lovebirds. Let's go back to the party."

"And we need to clean up all that glass." Barbara saw the shattered glass on the floor.

"I'll get the broom." Ganke sighs.

"I'll help. Kinda my fault, bruv. Don't know my own strength." Hobie causally said, he finally put his Sunflower down when they enter inside away from the shattered glass.

Miles help Gankes fix up the mesh slide door to put in place, and tape trash bag on it so the cold breeze wouldn't get it. "So you did that to get Hobie riled up, huh?" Miles finally asked.

"Yeah, my bad. I thought ya'll were taking too long." Ganke admits.

"It's alright, man. I kinda figured." Miles chuckles, "But we gotta chill on that since Hobie is my man now."

"Hey, no worries. I'll be less touchy." Ganke said. "Anyway, we should get back to our dates."

Miles giggles, "You got the right." The two chuckles as they went back to the party, while their dates wait for them.