#F for Nina in the chat

[natolesims]

Just a pair of teenagers that don’t know how to manage their feelings 🫠  

We all know Nina still crushes hard on Grey but she doesn’t really know what to do, so she thought asking him to become bffs would bring them closer again. Sadly, with that Grey got very clear that Nina isn’t romantically interested in him anymore, but he is. Was? Uhhh he doesn’t know anymore, the “bestie” proposal really threw him off.

Maaaybe it’s time to love and let go, he said. Too bad he already arranged the whole Copperdale scheme to try and be with her, but anyway. That’s life for ya.

[boxwinebaddie]

so...rem(ember) when i thought being parasidic ( which i AM the goddamn parasite, try it AGAIN, you trick ass bitch! ), a shitdick my neck, my back-teria ( hi teri xx ) infection and wanted to get so deep into my unfinished insane asylum ( but v sexc, sank ya VERY much! ) fanfiction i accidentally ate a light bulb ( like, Lighten Up! Damn! ) and raw-dogged life so i could be punk af and #metal like baevenstan and Hard As A Mothafucka like jk-47 and i thought that was the WORST THING that could possibly happen to me????? WEEEELLL...

everyone...is gonna have to be extra extra nice to me, kiss uncle nina on the cheek ( not YOU God!!!! you!!!!! yOU!!! can kiss my ASS CHEEK AND SUCK MY MASSIVE FUCKIN RINGALADONG BITCh!!! )

and give me a pass on being Jennifer Slowpez at answerin my asks ( my brothers in christ...is That why that shit takes me fkn FIVEVER??? uuuUUuglLY!!! take it BACK, FRAUD!!! QUICKLY!!! ) and my writing being so Shit lately, that even the TOLIET won't take it...

bECaauSE...haha…

my mri came my neck ( myneck! ) my bACk ( myback! ),

i have a Benign...Uncle Wo(Men)Ninagioma, i guess... :)

my necK, MY WHACKKKKKKKKK!!!

LICK MY FUCKIN ASS CRACK LIKE qhwhAT THGEFU-

i mean...Sick! <3

Slay OLAY! xx Thx G-MAN! :*

-- so no head? ;)

[futurecorps3]

Hiii, could you write a nikokai fic where reader is like in love with kaz but he doesn't really pay attention to her. And then the crows meet sturmhond because of a heist and he takes interest in the reader form the first moment he sae her and makes her fall in love with him. And then whatever you want lol. Maybe kaz being jealous idk.

Sorry for any grammatical mistake, english it's not my first language.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞

Masterlist<3

Summary: After years of being in love with the one and only Kaz Brekker, breaking her own heart, Y/N meets someone else... Pairing: Sturmhond x fem!inferni!reader, Kaz Brekker x fem!reader

Warnings: The usual crow violence, DRINKING, jealous Kaz, mean Kaz, "unrequited" love for a little while, Matthias is alive and well like in the books duh but this is ofc before Nikolai becomes king, idc I just want my Fjerdan hunk happy in Ketterdam, curse words, kind of a messy timeline. HURT AND NO COMFORT. Lmk if I missed any.

Word Count: 2.9K!! Requested: Yes

A/N: IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG! :( I've been looking forward to getting to this specific request because oh my god, also, I changed it up a little; making Kaz actually be in love with reader but never really trying anything. Tysm for requesting love! Hope you enjoy :)

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Exhaustion. That's what she felt, and to be honest, it was even more frustrating when Y/N knew she was doing it to herself. Those persistent yet futile attempts at reading Kaz's silence or gaze as something else; a love message, a confession of his sins, any sign of vulnerability reserved for her. However, these attempts, though fervent, ultimately proved fruitless.

How could she confirm what she thought she saw if, after, say, he appeared distressed at her being in danger or fumed when some dick was being extra disgusting at the bar that night; he went back to being his usual cold self?

When she finally obtained concrete evidence that disproved her misconceptions ("Jesper, she prefers black coffee" or "Y/N, could you join me in my office for a moment?" simply to spend time together in quietude), he strategically distanced himself throughout the week, transforming those precious moments of tranquility and companionship into ordinary occurrences, leading her to, somehow, misunderstand them.

Another shot of vodka and the pain her thoughts evoked was replaced by the burning, bitter sensation in her tongue and throat. "A hangover won't make Kaz let you stay behind tomorrow, you know that?" Matthias smiled next to her.

Since he joined the crows, the Fjerdan had taken a special liking to his girlfriend's best friend; she was funny, kind hearted and could keep up his pace in drinking games. Nina couldn't be happier to see her loves get along so well, saying it's her dream come true. "Oh don't even start, Matthias" Y/N answered, feigning annoyance as she poured more of the burning liquid into her glass and pulled out another for her friend.

They silently toasted to nothing in particular and chatted about their books as they usually did. Matthias' romance novel had an interesting love triangle Y/N was eager to read when he was finished. From how he talked about it, the girl knew it was just her type of story. They were in the middle of a playful argument about a plot-hole Y/N thought she found when Kaz approached them.

His usual demeanor seemed a bit... shaken. If you asked the blonde, he'd say he only looked more agitated, but Y/N/N knew better; his hair was covering his forehead slightly, but he wasn't brushing it back. The limp was prominent still, yet he wasn't using his cane. Kaz was in a rush to get to her, maybe?.

"One of your fellow countrymen is starting a turmoil outside, doesn't speak Kerch. Will you please, for the tree's sake, go and talk some sense into his thick blonde skull?" Saints, why did she like him so much? Even like that, Y/N thought he looked rather divine. Matthias stood up from his seat and directed himself to the entrance.

"Since when do you care for what happens outside that door?" She asked with a grin, genuinely curious. "I wouldn't if he wasn't scaring off the pigeons. No wealthy tourist will endure the trouble that some drunk Fjerdan means just to get inside a place full of people that'll take his money" the boy explained, looking down at her.

Kaz's complexion, kissed by the soft glow of the candles, is pale yet flawless, as if untouched by the harshness of the world he inhabits. His sharp, well-defined features give him an air of enigmatic sophistication, further heightened by the way the light dances upon his cheekbones, emphasizing their elegant structure.

Y/N realizes she's staring. She looks away.

The bastard smirks. "Finding something intriguing, are we?" And oh, she wanted to stab him to see if that would wipe the stupid grin he carried. "Oh, please, Kaz. You give yourself too much credit. I was merely lost in thought, contemplating the mysteries of the world. Your face happened to be in the line of sight, that's all."

Quick, sarcastic answer, as if the seconds between her silence confirmed even further what he was saying. He scoffed, drinking the remains of alcohol on Matthias' glass and fixed his hair in the process. "Stop drinking, a hangover won't spare you from our meeting tomorrow".

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She should've listened. The crashing waves outside only intensified the discomfort, while the salty breeze seemed to carry a tinge of regret. Even the beauty of the sea she was now too used to felt distant and inaccessible, overshadowed by the haze of her post-indulgence remorse.

Nina, taunting Matthias with a mature Ravkan song and Jesper shooting bottles in the warehouse, created an uneasy atmosphere for hungover Y/N. This unsettling environment made it difficult for her to focus on evaluating any potential deals they were to discuss with the privateer Kaz said they were meeting that day. Also, they had been waiting for over an fifteen minutes now! She was surprised Kaz was waiting still.

He checked his pocket watch subtly, sighing at the tardiness of their Ravkan guests. Then, he looked over at Y/N. Even with those deep baggy eyes and with her head on her hands in exasperation, she managed to awaken that odd feeling in his chest. He hated it. No, he despised it.

If he ever accepted that he was down hard for the girl, he could also get over the fact that she, too, liked him. Well, he wasn't dumb! There was no denying that Y/N's actions warmed his heart. He just knew loving was a dangerous thing to do, a weakness he couldn't afford after spending years building a reputation in Ketterdam.

Then came a loud bang on the heave wooden doors of the warehouse. "Fucking finally" Y/N sighed, going to open the door herself before anyone would, wanting nothing but to end this as soon as possible so she could go back home to sleep. She grabbed the handle and pulled, the bright light outside blinding her momentarily before seeing the privateer and his crew.

"Hello gorgeous! Here to see Mr. Brekker. I'm guessing you're one of his associates?" A sharp, slightly deep voice greeted. The girl shielded her eyes from the light and found captain smily offering his hand out. In Ketterdam, rumours ran as quick as blood on pavement; Sturmhond knew that. He needed no introduction. Every person involved in not so legal activities who didn't live under a rock had heard at least once about the dog of the sea.

She took it, shaking gently. "Y/N Y/L/N, but if you prefer nicknames, call me Haepha". Then she stepped aside, pretending not to notice the smirk on Sturmhond's face so his partners could come in. The rumors hadn't done justice to his captivating presence.

The charismatic privateer stood tall, his dark hair falling in unruly waves that added to his allure. His piercing blue eyes seemed to hold a world of secrets, and a mischievous smile played across his lips. Dressed in opulent garments that exuded confidence and flair, Sturmhond commanded attention with every step as his crew and he approached the rest of the crows.

"I'll stick to your name for now doll, too pretty not to use," And the bastard winked at Y/N, making a Shu girl who was walking behind him with the same confidence giggle. The worst thing about pretty men is they know they're pretty, and knew damn well how to get away with being cocky. She knew his type, so she brushed the wink off and walked towards her friends.

Kaz and Sturmhond shook hands. Everyone who was fast enough grabbed a seat in old boxes or even on the floor. Jesper offered Y/N his seat, knowing that the vodka she drank last night was no merciful rival, and stood behind her alongside his boyfriend. Inej lingered sitting in a window near them as Matthias and Nina remained standing, contrary to all the privateers' team.

Kaz started making introductions, all a mere formality, Y/N knew. "You've met Y/N, our inferni. Behind him are Jesper, sharp-shooter, and Wylan, our demo-man. The blonde wall-resembling man over there is Matthias, and Nina is a heartrender. Inej in the window, our Wraith" he pointed, everyone nodding or waving at the dark-haired man.

"A Wraith alright, didn't notice you were there sweetheart!" He pointed out and then introduced the twins; Tolya and Tamar. As well as Anya and Andrei, who were two members of his ship's company who wanted to come by and see who they were working with. When that was taken care of, plans were strategized by both leaders and positions were given to each member.

Y/N knew Kaz was characterized by having plans from A to Z for very elaborate heists, but even this one seemed out of his reach, almost too ambitious. But if Sturmhond's name lived up to the myth, nothing was quite impossible for him and Kaz's love for money could get him to plot even the tiniest detail.

Their objective this time was to steal some kind of jewel called "the moon's tears". It was a gem said to be worth four million kruge, to be bargained for even more; the crows' biggest heist yet. The vault it was in was widely known for its impenetrable security measures, including seemingly impenetrable barriers, intricate lock mechanisms, and a team of highly skilled guards.

Those two were absolutely insane! Even before one considered the noble who owned the vault and therefore the gem they were trying to steal, knew Kaz from the past. It was an extremely peculiar coincidence that a masquerade ball was taking place some distance away from the location of the vault, which represented the perfect opportunity for the work.

This would allow them to exploit the lack of security and sweep the gem away. Nina would ideally take care of the distraction, to keep the nobleman from returning home too quick, but her heartrending abilities would be helpful to make a quick work to make the few officers guarding the vault doze off.

So it became Y/N's job. A job she was to complete with Sturmhond.

After the meeting ended and Y/N's headache had worsened, a deep voice was heard from behind her. She turned to find the charming privateer flashing a smile at her. "Looking forward to working with you, darling" He commented, offering his hand out and all. She took it and shook half-heartedly, eager to just go home and sleep for the rest of the evening.

"Me too, handsome" Irony laced in her tone. "Doesn't seem like it, you alright? You look like a ghost. Lovely, yes, but still ghostly" The comment made her smile, tightening the grasp on his hand but not shaking anymore "Just hungover s'all" "Told you so!" Jesper proclaimed from their side as everyone directed themselves to the door.

The privateer smiled sweetly. "Got any plans this evening?" "Other than rotting in my room until my body stops hurting? Not really. Why?" Y/N looked down briefly, realizing she still hadn't let go of his hand and then released her grasp "Well, if my days at sea have thought me anything other than how to read the stars..." he started, tapping the necklace with a star charm the girl sported.

A "gift" from Kaz (some jewelry that wasn't redeemed from a heist he let her keep). "...is how to cure a hangover. Mind coming with me to a bar? You can decide which". Going to a bar with a complete stranger who had a reputation of being in trouble most of the time and who she were to work with? Sure thing.

"Promise youll make it go away?" "Promise".

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And what a plot twist he was. Jesper had jokingly said to the girl that she shouldn't take a privateer's word but he did termiante her hangover with some strange, black-ish liquid she didn't dare to ask the composition of. Then they drank more.

As the drinks arrived, they raised their glasses, the clink of crystal breaking the spell of their silent connection. Sturmhond smiled, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "To new adventures and unexpected encounters," he proposed, his voice smooth and velvety.

Y/N couldn't help but return the smile, feeling the warmth of excitement spread through her veins. "To embracing the unknown," she replied, raising her glass in agreement. They took a sip, the flavors dancing on their tongues. A comfortable silence settled between them, allowing the sounds of the bar to envelop them. After a moment, Sturmhond leaned in, his voice low and captivating.

"So, Y/N, what brings you to this lawless corner of the world?". He asked, genuine curiosity lacing his words. Y/N's eyes sparkled as she recounted her journey, the challenges she faced, and the dreams that fueled her determination. Sturmhond listened intently, his attention unwavering, as if she held the secrets of a hidden treasure.

As she spoke, Y/N couldn't help but notice the genuine interest in Sturmhond's eyes. He asked thoughtful questions and shared stories of his own adventures, effortlessly weaving tales of daring escapades that left Y/N hanging on his every word.

The conversation flowed effortlessly, a seamless exchange of ideas, dreams, and aspirations. Time seemed to melt away as they delved into deeper discussions, finding solace in the connection they were building. Laughter intertwined with their words, a symphony of shared amusement and understanding.

They became lost in each other's company, entranced by the way their thoughts aligned and their hearts danced to the same rhythm. And as the night wore on, their conversation continued, their new found connection growing stronger with every passing moment.

She couldn't help but think of Kaz, when exiting the bar, and on the way back to The Slat. When would he ever, in a million years, make her feel so seen? How could he? He seemed to be nothing but cold and a bad type of confusing to the girl.

Y/N was not blind, either. Sturmhond was known for his endless romantic encounters with women across the sea, and he was interested in her. Now, she could not deny the guy was a charming boy too pretty for this Earth, sharp as a knife and, as she found out that evening, shared a lot of ideals and interests with her.

Could he maybe work as a rebound? Maybe. Would she shamelessly use him as that? Could be. Having his eyes on her that whole meeting was no coincidence, and she liked his attention. Maybe what mends a broken heart was a handsome privateer.

They agreed to meet up the next day, his treat.

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Back at the Slat, Kaz was fuming. No, not fuming; seething. A bar outing? She just met him! He could not believe his eyes when they were talking hand in hand like they had known each other from a previous lifetime.

In the little time that had passed since (most of) the crows had returned from the meeting, Kaz had already gotten four drunks kicked out, death-stared a group of dregs twice so they'd shorten their break time to get them to work and downed four vodka shots.

Why was he this mad? She wasn't even his and as far as she knew; he had no intentions of being hers either. The boy couldn't be mad at her, but he was, and Kaz knew very well he was being a big selfish shit. He could not blame Y/N either; the bastard she had been crushing on gives no signs of interest but a privateer handsome as the devil shows up with his attention completely focused on her? Of course she'd fall.

He just hated that feeling.

It's presence looms, heavy and suffocating, wrapping its tendrils around the heart, constricting with an iron grip. It whispers sweet poison into the mind, distorting reality and fueling irrational fears. Like a tempestuous storm, it rages within, lightning crackling with envy, thunder rumbling with resentment. It paints the world in hues of green, tarnishing every joyous moment with a bitter aftertaste.

And then his heart sunk into the depths of his dark soul when he saw them walk in hand in hand. That was the first time Y/N had walked into a room and not looked for him, he noticed. She was laughing at something Sturmhond had said as they walked up the stairs until they reached the door of Y/N's room. He kissed her hand and she kissed his cheek.

The privateer then walked down the stairs, noticing Kaz staring.

"She's one of a kind, that one... Might stay a bit more after the job's done. See you tomorrow, Brekker"

The feeling was now leaving an empty, bottomless void in his soul. He bottomed his shot glass then poured another one.

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Time kept ticking and the void intensified, but Kaz learnt how to deal with it.

He learnt how to deal with it when he kissed her after the job was done.

He learnt how to deal with it when Y/N took a break from the crows to leave with him for six months.

He learnt how to deal with it when she returned from her trip, beautiful tan skin and a diamond on her finger.

He learnt how to deal with it when he saw her crying herself to sleep because she missed him.

He learnt how to deal with it when she left for good.

He learnt how to deal with it when she was named queen of Ravka.

Kaz just learnt how to live with the shame and regret of not recognizing that the one thing he needed was right in front of him, hoping she'd have a place next to him.

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[paradiseismine]

Backstage - Finn Wolfhard x reader

Love note from Nina: I’ve been meaning to write this one since I’ve seen Finn’s pictures from Atlanta/Birmingham; but couldn’t find the words until now.

Pairing: Finn Wolfhard x f!reader

Summary: Finn invites you backstage after a concert with his band, The Aubreys.

Warnings: so much smut, heaven help me.

It was a warm Saturday night and your girl friends nearly dragged you out of your shared apartment in New York. They had tickets for some indie band’s concert and wanted you to tag along. After some protesting, you finally gave in.

A quick subway ride later, you got to a small theater where the concert was about to start. It wasn’t sold out (“The Aubreys” was still an indie band, after all), but there were plenty of people in there. One of your friends was able to get all three of you to the very front of the stage, the closest you could possibly be to the band.

As the concert began, you suddenly detested that night a lot less - a tall black haired boy singing the first song really got your attention. You locked eyes with him for a moment, and that was all it took.

- Do you know that boy’s name? - you nearly screamed into your friend’s ear.

- Which one?

You were so mesmerized, you barely noticed there were more than one person up there.

- The black haired one - you rolled your eyes, as if it was obvious. - The one with the guitar.

- Oh - she said, rolling her eyes too. He was SO your type, she should’ve known. - That’s Finn Wolfhard. You know, Mike from Stranger Things?

- Really? - your eyes went wide.

You had seen Stranger Things before, and while it was definitely a good show, you surely hadn’t paid enough attention to that beauty right in front of you.

The first song was over and you kept your eyes glued on him. Finn took a few steps forward, crouched and read the setlist (a piece of paper taped to the stage floor), dipping his lips in a small glass bottle. You assumed it was some sort of beer that he was drinking. He took a sip and his eyes met yours a few seconds later. The smile he gave you simply melted your heart. You smiled back and mouthed “great show”, to which he simply mouthed back “thank you”.

You spent the rest of the concert vibing to the songs, swaying your body slowly from side to side and singing along the choruses and other small phrases you were able to pick up from. Finn had his eyes glued on yours. It was like he was singing to you specifically; everybody else just happened to be there.

As the concert was coming to an end, you felt someone touch your shoulder from behind.

- Excuse me, miss - you turned around and saw one of the security guards of the venue.

- Yes? - your eyebrows furrowed, as you were utterly confused as to who that man was and what could he possibly want. He came closer and nearly whispered in your ear, which was even weirder.

- Mr. Wolfhard would like to know if you can come backstage. They’re about to finish the show - he said, in a serious tone.

You blinked rapidly a few times. Like wait, what?

- I, um… Sure - you were able to respond. - What do I do?

- Come with me - he said, gesturing for you to follow him.

You followed the guard through a small passage that led backstage, where the dressing rooms were. He opened a door whose sign said “The Aubreys” in bold red lettering.

- Mr. Wolfhard will be with you in a minute, miss. Please wait inside and make yourself comfortable.

- Ok, thank you sir - you responded, entering the room as the guard nodded and shut the door shortly after.

Ok, this was definitely something. Your friends saw you leaving with the guard, but you had no time to explain what happened. You quickly texted “lol mr. wolfhard invited me backstage, ttyl” in your group chat, just so they wouldn’t be worried.

Not long after that, the door opened again.

- Dude, I’m so tired, I could lie on the floor and sleep right now - a shorter, blond-haired boy said, his eyes seeming droopy behind his glasses.

After finishing the sentence, he noticed you.

- Whoa there - he looked at Finn.

- That’s the girl I told you about - Finn said, pointing towards you with his chin.

- Oh - the other boy responded, his eyes widening. - I’ll just grab my stuff and go to the car, ok? I’ll have the driver take me home then you text him when you want him to come back and pick you up.

- Deal - Finn patted the boy on his back. - Get some rest, bud.

The blond boy grabbed his backpack, some other stuff and left, waving you two goodbye. You were a bit awkward there for a moment.

- Sorry about Malcolm - Finn chuckled after his friend shut the door. - He insisted on playing tonight, even though he's a bit sick, so…

- It's ok - you smiled. - It was a great show.

- Aw, really? - he smiled back, happily.

- Totally… I didn’t know you had a band, but I loved it. Indie rock is so up my alley, I’m surprised I hadn’t heard about you guys before.

- I didn’t know such a pretty girl would come see me, I’m surprised I still caught your eye - he tilted his head to the side slightly, playful. - I would’ve dressed nicer if I knew you’d come, you know?

- That does sound a lot like flirting, Mr. Wolfhard… - you chuckled, jokingly slapping his arm.

- Yeah? - he leaned in closer, a naughty little smirk on his face. - That’s good then.

There was something about the way he talked, the way he looked at you, something about his hands or his toned arms, maybe… Everything made you feel so hot, so beautiful, so desired. You couldn’t help but bite your lip.

- So what’s your name, pretty girl? - he grabbed your chin, smiling.

- It’s y/n - you chuckled. - What do I call you? Finn? Finnie?

- Call me what you want - he leaned in even closer. - I intend to call you “mine”, if that’s ok with you.

He was so cocky, his posture was irresistible.

- I’ll just call you “mine” too, then - you reached for his neck, bringing his lips down to the level of your own.

The kiss was slow, at first. His tongue soon asked for entrance and danced with yours, as his hands groped your waist possessively. You grabbed the hair at his nape urgently, pulling his face impossibly closer to yours, savoring his lips, his scent, taking him in as much as you could. Finn Wolfhard was such a good kisser, it was nearly a crime.

His hands then reached down to grope your ass, but he seemed to want a bit more of a direct contact.

- That leather skirt of yours is begging to be tossed to the floor, isn’t it? Poor thing… - he said, reaching for the zipper on your lower back. - Do you mind if I put it out of its misery?

- Do it - your voice was breathy with desire. - But I could say the same about your t-shirt… It also would appreciate the floor very much right now.

He unzipped your skirt, and it soon fell to the floor. You reached for the hem of his T-shirt, pulling it up and off of his body, both garments now keeping each other company on a nearby carpet.

His pale skin was soft to the touch, his chest now taken by your wandering hands. He alternated between fondling your ass and harshly groping it, making you moan into his mouth.

After he satisfied the urgent need to grope you, Finn put his arms under your butt to lift you up and off the floor, carefully depositing your body into a dressing table.

- Is this okay? - he asked, his voice raspy and sensual. - Is my pretty girl comfortable?

- Sure - you nearly moaned, wrapping your legs around his waist to bring his body closer.

He leaned in for another round of heated kisses, and your hands reached for his belt, unbuckling it quickly and immediately unzipping his pants.

- Those pants gotta go, don’t they? - you murmured, enraptured by his touch. - May I? - you inquired, lingering your gaze at his throbbing erection underneath his opened dark jeans.

- You call the shots, babe - he answered, his lips swollen from making out with you. Finn immediately discarded his pants and shoes, taking the time to take off your boots as well.

Soon, his pants were off and so was your shirt: your breasts were now getting covered in open mouth kisses, Finn seemed to be loving them, burying his face in between them. One of his hands went around your back, and his eyes shot up at yours for permission. You nodded lightly, your lips parted, hungry for some more of his touch. He unhooked your bra in a single movement, discarding it quickly.

With both hands, he kneaded your breasts eagerly, suckling into your nipples alternately. You felt like a feast in his hands.

You were both stripped down to your underwear, and Finn didn’t want to waste any time.

- Can these come off too? - he held the sides of your panties, pouting his luscious red lips.

- Only if these come off as well - you ran the sides of your feet at the sides of his boxers.

- Deal - he smirked, gliding the thin fabric of your panties down your smooth legs.

He seemed mesmerized by the sight of your glistening wet pussy. His lips quivering, his mouth nearly agape, his brows furrowed in what could only be described as pure lust. Finn kneeled in front of you, burying his face in between your legs without any further ado.

You let out a high pitched moan at the first flick of his tongue, surprised and pleased. He moaned at the taste of your pussy, making your slit vibrate deliciously in between his lips. You hissed as he kept licking your clit, his tongue circling you with the perfect pressure, the perfect speed… He was simply perfect. An index finger soon entered your drenched hole, pumping in and out of you as his tongue continued its irresistible work. As you came undone, your muscles involuntarily clenched around his finger, causing him to moan even more as he licked you through your high.

- You taste so good - he licked his lips as he stood back up, his finger still pumping in and out of you. - I bet you feel even better.

He took off his finger and held his length up to your soaking wet pussy.

- Can I?

- Yeah - you could manage to moan.

He slowly inserted himself into your tight hole, whimpering and breathing heavily at the feeling. You were even better than he had imagined. You pulled his hips closer, your eyes searching for his, trying to get him to pick up the pace. He noticed what you did, and couldn’t help but oblige.

Finn’s hair gently swayed around his neck as he thrusted, perfect, nearly in slow motion. Damn, that boy had *such* rockstar energy. You kept looking at him, eyes low with lust and pleasure from his movements, but also delighted by his beauty.

His hands grabbed your thighs possessively, harshly, trying to claim them as his. He had such beautiful hands, such a tight grip, ugh… You’d let him do whatever he wanted to do with you at that point.

- You feel so good - you moaned, squeezing him with your cunt.

- Ah, don’t squeeze me like that, baby girl - he gently grabbed your neck. - I can’t cum inside you…

- You could, if you wanted to - you teased, squeezing him again.

- You’re so naughty, princess, what should i do to you? - he removed himself from your pussy, afraid he’d cum too soon.

- Whatever you’d like, babe - you looked at him with a raw, lewd gaze.

Finn’s cock twitched in desire.

- You know, that low cut shirt you were wearing gave me some ideas…

- Oh, yeah?

- Uh-huh - he moistened his lips as his hands reached out for your naked breasts. - Can I put my cock in between them? That’d be so hot…

He squeezed them greedily, lustful.

- Sure, babe - you answered, smirking naughtily, holding yourself in an inviting way.

Finn guided his length into the valley between your breasts, and you pushed them one against the other to accommodate him. He was slick with your fluids already, so it was much easier to glide himself in that tightness you created with your hands.

His size allowed you to get the tip of his cock in between your lips, gently sucking it as he thrusted in between your boobs. His breathing was audible now, he’d even let out a few moans here and there.

You had never felt hotter in your entire life. You felt profane, naughty, lewd, everything. And you loved it.

- Damn, babe - he moaned, breathless. - You’re impossibly hot, can I cum in your mouth already?

You lightly nodded, sticking out your tongue so his tip would leak right in the middle of it. A few moans later, Finn released himself into your mouth, covering your tongue in thick, hot ropes of his cum.

You gently licked his tip clean before swallowing his seed. He was still trying to catch his breath, and the sight of you doing that certainly didn’t help.

- I swear you’re the hottest girl I’ve ever met - he panted.

- It was my pleasure, darling. - you chuckled softly.

Finn helped you get dressed and put his own clothes back on, chatting about the concert and asking some more about your musical taste. It turns out, you both loved The Beatles and wish you had a Time Machine to chill in the 1960’s together.

- Thank you for the evening, y/n - he smiled. - I had a great time.

- So did I - you smiled back at him.

- I’ll get my driver to drop you off at your place, is that ok? - he ran his fingers through your hair, his other hand busy with his phone.

- Sure - you nodded. - That’s very kind.

- No problem - he seemed to open a different tab on his phone. - Now, can I have your number?

He handed you the phone, his eyes bright and kind. You typed in your number carefully, afraid you’d mess up. You handed him back the phone, happy.

Soon, his driver arrived and he kissed you goodbye before you left the venue, just to avoid any remaining paparazzi. You walked to the car, greeted the driver and kept quiet the whole way home, reminiscing what happened. Wow.

Your heart was nearly thumping out of your chest when you finally got home and lied down on your bed after that amazing night. And as you thought it couldn’t get any better, your phone lit up.

New message - unknown number

Hi y/n, it’s Finn. did u get home safe? when can I see u again?

[mcntsee]

Y/N: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?

Wylan: >:O language

Jesper: Yeah watch your fucking language

Matthias: OKAY WHO TAUGHT Y/N THE FUCK WORD?

Nina: 'The fuck word'.

Inej: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time

Jesper: Oh my god she censored it

Nina: Say fuck, Inej

Y/N: Do it, Inej. Say fuck.

Kaz left the groupchat.

[samandhislostshoe]

Kaz: who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?

Inej: >:O language

Wylan: yeah watch your fucking language

Jepser: OKAY WHO TAUGHT WYLAN THE FUCK WORD?

Nina: 'the fuck word'.

Matthias: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time

Jepser: oh my God they censored it

Nina: say fuck, Matthias

Jesper: do it, Matthias. Say fuck.

[incorrectquoteslobby]

(texting)

Kaz: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?

Inej: >:O language

Wylan: Yeah watch your fucking language

Nina: OKAY WHO TAUGHT WYLAN THE FUCK WORD?

Jesper: 'The fuck word'.

Matthias: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time

Wylan: Oh my god he censored it

Jesper: Say fuck, Matthias.

Wylan: Do it, Matthias. Say fuck.

[stray-kaz]

Kiss & Tell : a Jesper Fahey x f!reader blurb

Summary: Very short little piece in which Jesper unabashedly, unashamedly leaves behind a hickey on you and waits for everyone else to see it.

A/N: This gif is gorgeous. Who doesn’t love Kit’s face??

You paused in front of the mirror that hung crookedly next to Jesper’s bedroom door, eyeing your reflection and doing your damnedest to fix your hair. Behind you, on the other side of the room, leaning on the wall, he watched you, smirking.

“What?” you asked him, eyebrows lifting.

Jesper just shook his head, knowing you hadn’t seen what he had. You were too short to see a full reflection in his mirror and couldn’t get a glimpse of your neck or lower.

“Nothing, love” he purred. “Meet you downstairs.”

You nodded back and slipped through his door out into the hallway, redoing the buttons on your shirt as you went.

Downstairs in the common area, the rest of Kaz’s Crows were sitting around a long table, drinking and eating as they chatted. They all looked up at you to say hello, but Nina started to choke on her waffle mouthful and Inej whacked her on the back as she bit back a grin. Surprised, you glanced at Matthias for an explanation, but he was no use, beet red in the face. Wylan was also flushed and Kaz was looking down his nose at you, trying desperately to appear stern and threatening.

“What’s the matter?” you asked slowly, as you heard the familiar sound of Jesper’s boot heels behind you.

He settled his hands on your waist and leaned down to plant a kiss on your cheek.

“The matter is the hickey the size of Novyi Zem right by your collarbone” he murmured in your ear, and laughed as he felt your skin heat up.

You turned in his arms and smacked his chest, eyes wide one second and narrowed the next.

“Jesper Llewellyn Fahey!” you chided.

Inej burst out laughing at the sound of his middle name and Jesper rolled his eyes at her, then winked at you.

“I’m not sorry” he said, cocky as ever. “Now everyone knows you’re all mine.”

[anxiousandpessimistic]

Kaz: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat? Jesper: >:O language Wylan: Yeah watch your fucking language Nina: OKAY WHO TAUGHT WYLAN THE FUCK WORD? Matthias: 'The fuck word'. Inej: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time Wylan: Oh my god they censored it Matthias: Say fuck, Inej. Wylan: Do it, Inej. Say fuck.

[grishaverse-said]

Kaz: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?

Inej: >:0 language

Wylan: yeah watch your fucking language

Nina: OKAY WHO TAUGHT WYLAN THE FUCK WORD??

Jesper: 'the fuck word'

Matthias: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time

Jesper: oh my god he censored it

Nina: say fuck, matthias.

Jesper: do it, matthias. say fuck.

[aeslenya]

Six Of Crows: Incorrect Quotes

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Nina: Croissants: dropped

Wylan: Road: works ahead

Inej: BBQ sauce: on my titties

Jesper : Shavacado: fre

Kaz: Miss Keisha: fuckin dead

Matthias:

Matthias, grumpy: I didn’t understand a single word of that and I hate every single one of you.

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Kaz: Rules are made to be broken.

Wylan: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken.

Inej: Uh, piñatas.

Jesper : Glow sticks.

Nina: Karate boards.

Matthias: Spaghetti when you have a small pot.

Kaz: Rules.

Wylan:

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Kaz: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?

Wylan: >:O language

Inej: Yeah watch your fucking language

Jesper : OKAY WHO TAUGHT INEJ THE FUCK WORD?

Nina: 'The fuck word'.

Matthias: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time

Inej: Oh my god he censored it

Nina: Say fuck, Matthias.

Inej: Do it, Matthias. Say fuck.

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*The crews reactions to being told ‘I love you’*

Matthias: Thanks?

Wylan: oh uh I-

Inej: *smiling* I love you too

Jesper : I love me too

Nina: *A flustered mess*

Kaz: can i get a refund

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Kaz, walking into his house: Hello, people who do not live here.

Wylan: Hey.

Inej: Hi.

Jesper : Hello.

Nina: Hey!

Kaz: I gave you the key to my place for emergencies only!

Matthias: Jesper gambled all of our money away.

Kaz: I- I'm sorry WHY did Jesper of all people have everyone's money?

Wylan: He's very convincing

Jesper: I am pretty cheeky if I do say so myself.

Everyone but Jesper: Shut up, Jesper.

[pastellmochi]

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[roleplayfinder]

Hi! I'm 20 yo Queer woman that's looking for a long-term semi-lit Creepypasta roleplayer between the ages of 17 and 30! I'm playing Homicidal Liu + Sully, and I need a canon roleplayer, especially a "popular" Creepypasta canon (like Jeff, Nina, Ben, Jane ect. Especially Jeff)!

Boundaries:

I only use either Tumblr DMS or a Discord server, but I'd love to yeet my boys at you if you have a Canon blog for your muse.

No shipping or sexualising my characters. I just want both Sully and Liu have a friend to bond with and get close to after everything that happened. Most "🕊" thing will happen is the discussions about SA, physical violence, trauma, attempted murder; as I hc them to have DID with a very "rough" childhood and both Liu AND Sully as killers.

Please be patient, as I'm a collage student and can't always be online to reply. I have a life, studies and other partners to reply to.

No OOC flirting. Also no asking for pictures or anything creepy like that.

No AI writing/pictures. If I wanted to chat with an AI, I would've gone to Character Ai.

While I'm not looking for The Perfect Grammar, at least make sure what you write in readable and not just a word vomit.

I hc Sully as a Demiboy, therefore this really isn't an add for a Homophobe or TERF.

Please don't write about your muse's f€€t, s0les or t0es. Reading that makes me feel extremely unfortunate, even in a normal sentence.

.

[eerna]

Considering the showrunners also speedran Helnik (it’s just not as obvious next to Wesper), I hate that Nina suddenly just pronounced him the love of her life.. 🙄 I mostly interpreted their survival part more as a blooming friendship and understanding which eventually turned into full-on tension-filled enemies-to-lovers at the start of SOC. Also, I was just so bored with Matthias’s scenes in S2, just as much as the Darkling’s.. I don’t know if it’s because it’s not interesting without the chemistry of two actors, but I kinda did enjoy Nina’s solo scenes though.

Nina solo was so good! I really liked her vibes, even if they did make her an anti-draft revolutionary for some reason. She is just as much of a loyal solder to Ravka as Matthias is to Fjerda, it gives their relationship another special little garnish and, more importantly, it makes her flawed. This way she's a woke queen who did everything right regarding her false charges of Matthias and yeah she's fun, but she's missing a dimension to her character just like everyone else. And yeah, her proclaiming the witchhunter she spent 3 days befriending out of context is the love of her life just Isn't It. Sure, in the books the sexual tension appeared straight away too, but it was more due to Nina being a little shit rather than her honestly trying to seduce him lol. Idk why the show is so scared of letting any of the Crows have a slow, gradual relationship development, f in the chat

[callmefirefly]

Kaz: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?

Matthias: >:O language

Wylan: Yeah watch your fucking language!

Inej: Okay, who taught Wylan the fuck word?!

Nina: 'The fuck word'.

Matthias: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time!

Jesper: Oh my god he censored it.

Jesper: Say fuck, Matthias.

Wylan: Do it, Matthias. Say fuck.

[wesper-ao3feed]

caos

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/xkTKFvh by Asher_22 chat fic of soc and sab (I HAVE NOT READ THE BOOKS of shadow and bone and i have read six of crows duo and king of scars only (for right now)) . jordie lives in this , i dont have a real plan for this , i dont know how long it will last for now Words: 12, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Six of Crows Series - Leigh Bardugo, Nikolai Series - Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M Characters: Jordie Rietveld, Nina Zenik, Inej Ghafa, Kaz Brekker, Jesper Fahey, Wylan Van Eck, Matthias Helvar, Nikolai Lantsov, Zoya Nazyalensky, Genya Safin, David Kostyk, Alina Starkov, Mal Oretsev, Tolya Yul-Bataar, Tamar Kir-Bataar, Nadia Zhabin, Adrik Zhabin Relationships: Kaz Brekker/Inej Ghafa, Jesper Fahey/Wylan Van Eck, Matthias Helvar/Nina Zenik, Nikolai Lantsov/Zoya Nazyalensky, David Kostyk/Genya Safin, Tamar Kir-Bataar/Nadia Zhabin Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern with Magic, Jordie Rietveld Lives, Alternate Universe - High School, Kaz Brekker and Jesper Fahey are Siblings, Texting, Crows as Found Family (Six of Crows) read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/xkTKFvh