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lunarsilver · 1 day ago

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What awaits you in 2025?

REMEMBER

I’m not a doctor, a psychiatrist, a therapist nor a psychologist. Divination will never replace meetings with them.

It’s a general reading, so not everything will resonate.

If you can’t choose between two piles, probably both of them have some messages for you. You can also not identify with any of them, and that’s okay, too.

Readings can help you make a decision, but they shouldn’t be the main reason for making it.

1 ~ 2 ~ 3

4 ~ 5 ~ 6

PILE 1

What will this year teach you?

Strength

The Major Arcana shining on your 2025 is Strength. That’s my favorite Tarot card if I’m being honest so I may be biased lol. You’ll learn this year you have way more strength than you thought you have - especially the psychological and mental one. This card is both about your inner strength and the way you are able to influence others. You’ll learn how to channel this power.

The main theme of each season for you

Winter: Summer (expansion, growth) - Spring: Leaves (renewal, revival, progress) - Summer: Bird (freedom, opportunity) - Fall: Moon (phases, cycles, intuition)

Funny that for the winter season we’ve got a card called Summer, huh? The first three months of this year you’ll find new ways to grow and work on it. This trend will continue in spring, though you’ll correct the course a bit, maybe come back to something (a hobby or a dream?) and realize that hey, you actually still like it. Summer is the time of vacations, so it only makes sense you’ll feel more freedom in your wings. An opportunity may come to you. Fall will be a more reflective season. Noticing patterns, being after some time again in a similar situation or place, getting more in tune with your intuition.

Main blessings for you this year

Longevity (Chrysanthemum) - Productivity (Kent pumpkin) - Hope (Daffodil)

Longevity suggests good health and a lot of energy. For some it may be even about curing a serious illness or surviving a dangerous situation, but obviously I won’t throw such statements lightly. With how we’ve already talked about your growth and nice opportunities during this year, it’s no brainer that you’ll be really productive and have a hopeful attitude.

The main challenge of this year

Ring - Moon - Sun

Commitment to the deep desire of being happy.

Okay, pile one, looks like your main challenge is literally being consistent lol. Literally the only person that can sabotage your huge growth this year is you yourself.

How will you grow?

8 of Wands R - Justice R - The High Priestess

After some time of frustration and slowing down, you’ll take full accountability for your actions and take your fate in your own hands. Thanks to this, you’ll be more in tune with your intuition and get more at peace with yourself.

A piece of advice

Third Quarter Moon - Disseminating Moon - New Moon in Cancer

“Adjustments are required”, “Take time to breathe out”, “You and your loved ones are safe”

Think about what needs small changes. You’ll probably think mostly about what adjustments you should make during spring, as we’ve talked about it, but there’s no reason why you couldn’t do it now. Just take a deep breath and relax a little, it’s gonna be okay, both with you and your close ones, no need to stress out so much.

PILE 2

What will this year teach you?

The Sun R

This Major Arcana came up in reverse, so it’s more about your inner world. During this year you’ll learn how to take care of your inner child, how to balance optimism with realism and how to have fun with your hobbies that you thought you had buried a long time ago.

The main theme of each season for you

Winter: Cup of Tea (patience, reassessment) - Spring: Autumn (bounty, balance) - Summer: Tend (maintenance, encouragement, guidance) - Fall: Oak Tree (power, courage, strength)

The last card fell out even before I finished asking my question. This year will start slower for you, just to harvest the crops near the end of it. This winter you’ll reconsider what’s the best for you right now, patiently making plans with your interest in mind and seeing the first result of it in spring. Continuous work on it during summer will lead you to feeling way more empowered by the end of 2025.

Main blessings for you this year

Refinement (Dahlia) - Healing (Geranium) - Duality (Banana)

The last card showed up as I was shuffling, so I consider it the most important one. Balance keeps coming back in this reading. I think healing refers to healing your inner child, and refinement is about getting better at what you already have; progress.

The main challenge of this year

Coffin - Fox - Heart

The end of a selfish love.

It looks like you’ll get over some crush/ex, though it may refer to any kind of love. Moving on will be hard but necessary.

How will you grow?

The Tower R - Two of Cups - Queen of Pentacles

Despite the fear of change, a personal transformation will take place. This will lead to a joyful partnership (a relationship, perhaps) and you being this confident, earthly Queen of Pentacles: a person good at finances and comfortable in their body.

A piece of advice

Void-of-Course-Moon - New Moon in Capricorn - Third Quarter Moon

“Nothing will come of this situation”, “Your hard work is paying off”, “Adjustments are required”

The thing with the end of a relationship of some kind keeps coming back. Nothing will come of it, so time to move on. It’ll only benefit you, pile two! Correct your course a little and act because you’ll reap your rewards.

PILE 3

What will this year teach you?

The Lovers

2025 will teach you how to make right choices, how to be in harmony with yourself as well as with others. You’ll learn a lot about navigating relationships and getting closer to people.

The main theme of each season for you

Winter: Basil (prosperity, luck, love) - Spring: Seeds (new ideas, hope, open-mindedness) - Summer: Sow (planning, setting intentions, optimism) - Winter: Leaves (reneval, revival, progress)

Winter looks very happy for you - good luck both in money and in love. During spring, you’ll stay open-minded and find new ideas thanks to this. With them in mind, you’ll start making plans and work on them till the end of the year.

Main blessings for you this year

Tranquility (violet) - Clarity (carrot) - Grounding (potato)

A pretty calm, steady vibe. You’ll be able to stay at peace, gain a better perspective on certain matters and be down to earth. Stability and a more mature approach .

The main challenge of this year

Mice - Book - Heart

Misinformation about love.

There’s something you won’t know at first or get a false impression regarding some kind of love. Someone may not have your best interest at heart.

How will you grow?

The Tower R - The Sun R - Knave of Wands

Something is going to end, and this will lead to you withdrawing and thinking more about what you actually want and need. This period of introspection is needed because it will help you to become this Knave of Wands - someone fierce, fiery and passionate.

A piece of advice

New Moon in Scorpio - New Moon in Pisces - Full Moon in Aquarius

“Work through your fears”, “Meditate and contemplate”, “Show the world the real you”

The cards encourage you to face what you’re running away from. Think, meditate, maybe pray. Everything you need to make it easier for you to show the world what you have to offer.

PILE 4

What will this year teach you?

The Moon

You’ll get way more in tune with your intuition, as well as learn how to deal with your fears. You’ll mature a lot emotionally. You’ll get better at “reading” people but also at understanding your own patterns.

The main theme of each season for you

Winter: Cup of Tea (patience, reassessment) - Spring: Salt (protection, banishing negativity) - Summer: Earth (peace, grounding) - Fall: Hearth (safety, comfort, spiritual connection)

This year looks to be more on a quieter side. It’ll start off a little lazily. You’ll observe and revalue some things, and decide to leave what doesn’t serve you anymore; cut yourself off from toxic people. Thanks to this, you’ll have a much more peaceful life. You’ll get more in tune with nature, as well as more spiritual. You’ll feel more comfortable thanks to this decision of leaving people and situations that cause you harm.

Main blessings for you this year

Happiness (Marjoram) - Continuance (Apple) - Clarity (Carrot)

This year will be joyful and peaceful. You’ll move on from doesn’t serve you and get a better perspective on what surrounds you.

The main challenge of this year

Book - Birds - Mice

Knowledge about dirty gossip.

The thing with some people you should get rid of because they don’t have your best interest at heart keeps popping up.

How will you grow?

Queen of Pentacle R - The Fool R - Seven of Cups R

You’ll start putting yourself first more often. It will take some time, but at last you’ll get more financially independent and prioritize your personal values.

A piece of advice

New Moon in Aquarius - Waning Moon - New Moon in Cancer

“Bring love into the situation”, “What do you need to release?”, “You and your loved ones are safe”

Forgive yourself if there is anything you keep blaming yourself about. Release what doesn’t serve you. Both you and people you love are safe so make more room for the ones who want good for you.

PILE 5

What will this year teach you?

The Hermit R

The main thing you’ll learn about this year is being alone - depending on your situation, either that you should reflect and meditate more, or that it’s time to finish your solitude and go out to people. Based on other cards, I think for most of you it’s the latter.

The main theme of each season for you

Winter: Broom (energy clearing, freshening) - Spring: Potion (invigoration, empowerment) - Summer: Moon (phases, cycles, intuition) - Fall: Bird (freedom, opportunity)

You’ll start this year with cleansing - both physical and more metaphorical/spiritual. You’ll be very energetic during spring, as well as more in tune with your personal power. You can do so much, and this season will show this! Later, you’ll learn to be more intuitive, you’ll notice some patterns that were hidden before. Something from your past may show up again. Maybe vacations to the place you always come to, or your old friends or love coming back into your life. Some nice opportunities will show up for you in fall.

Main blessings for you this year

Healing (Geranium) - Focus (Stock) - Luck (Lime)

You’ll heal some part of you that was hurt in the past. You’ll find out what you should focus on and actually commit to it. “May the luck be ever in your favor”.

The main challenge of this year

Dog - Man - Clover

A friendly man’s offer.

Now, that’s interesting and can go a few ways.I highly doubt that the man represents you. Your main challenge of the year is this person that will probably give you some kind of opportunity. With how the cards before were, I think it’ll most likely happen either during summer or fall, so the second part of the year. The guy is a kind and loyal one, so don’t worry, the offer, while challenging, will be a good thing.

How will you grow?

Knave of Pentacles - Five of Wands - Queen of Pentacles

I think it’s lovely how you’ll grow from the Knave of Pentacles into the Queen of Pentacles. You’re starting as someone great already, and then become even better lol. You’re hardworking and productive. A challenge will show up, a conflict or disagreement between you and a few people. Probably a rivalry at work. You’ll emerge victorious and stronger than before: a royal who knows their worth and how to deal with earthly matters.

A piece of advice

New Moon in Taurus - Waxing Moon - New Moon in Aries

“Prosperity lies ahead”, “The energy is gaining momentum”, “It’s time to take action”

All the cards talk basically about the same thing: it’s your time. I think it’s about your career or your school. You have strong cards so time to play.

PILE 6

What will this year teach you?

The Empress

Regardless of your gender, you’ll learn the power that lies within femininity. Who said someone nurturing and empathetic isn’t strong? There are also lessons about utilizing creativity and discovering what makes you beautiful, as well as understanding better your sensual side. For some, this year may also teach you a lot about motherhood.

The main theme of each season for you

Winter: Oak Tree (power, courage, strength) - Spring: Sage (wisdom, purification, harmony) - Summer: Pine Tree (vitality, longevity, perseverance) - Fall: Summer (expansion, growth)

You’ll start your year strong and then only continue at getting more knowledgeable and in tune with your needs and inner self. You’ll secure what’s important for you and grow even more. Looks like an intense and rewarding year, happy for you!

Main blessings for you this year

Healing (Geranium) - Success (Peppermint) - Divination (Chives)

Yeah, we get further confirmation this year will be focused on you growing and learning how to nurture yourself. There will be work put into healing the part of you you’ve rejected and a lot of different kinds of successes. The Divination card is interesting. I think it means you’ll learn more about this topic (especially if you practice or think about practicing divination). Maybe you’ll have a spiritual awakening. For some, it’s simply about divination helping you navigate your journey.

The main challenge of this year

Heart - Garden - Moon

A loving community’s desires and expectations.

Social fear is your main challenge for this year. You’re scared of people’s judgement. But worry not, because there is a loving community for you out there, and they’ll love you the way you are.

How will you grow?

Three of Cups R - The Devil R - Three of Pentacles

You’ll release limiting beliefs and limit contact with people who don’t have your best interest at heart. If you’re lonely, it’ll come to an end. There are people out there with whom you’ll communicate easily and work as a team. You’ll learn a lot from each other and probably do something creative together.

A piece of advice

Full Moon in Capricorn - Full Moon in Taurus - New Moon in Scorpio

“The end of a tough cycle approaches”, “Your dreams need a practical plan”, “Work through your fears”

Yeah, it looks like it’s been kinda hard for you recently, huh? Well, this is coming to an end. Time to plan your next actions and face your worries. Time to deal with them, you can’t run away from them.

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boobertronian · 1 day ago

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Muay Thai - Part 1

Jihyo x M/Reader

Inspired by Jihyo's Seibja Ep_13

Proofread by @vorrentis, big thanks for some ideations by @authorhjk1

Word counts : 6163 words

All works are fictions ENJOY !

After a long week traveling across Thailand, Jihyo was preparing for her next new plan on her traveling show Seibja.

The last episode had her surfing and though challenging, she had a wonderful time and now awaited for her next adventure. It wouldn’t be long as the screenwriters and directors have a suggestion, and it’s something she would be eager to take on.

Director: “Jihyo, we came up with the idea that your next challenge would be to try Muay Thai, you know about the sport right?

Jihyo: “Ohh, I’ve seen how intense that can get.”

Director: “Well if you don’t mind, how about we set that for you to try at a local gym for the next episode?”

Jihyo: smiles and nods yes! I'm wanting to get some exercise in, let’s go!"

Director : “Then I shall book it. We’ll see you in a few days about the schedules for pro trainers, but that shouldn’t be much of a problem, also our cameraman will go with you too to film it, I hope you too will work well together“

Jihyo: "I work well with anyone sir, I did spent a whole trip with many other foreigners. I can’t wait!”

A few days later

Jihyo was at her hotel lobby, passing time on her phone texting Jeongyeon.

Today was her time to get her Muay Thai episode filming and now she was waiting for her driver/cameraman to take and film her. He texted her ten minutes ago he’d be there and twelve mins have passed since

Jihyo wondered if she should call or-

"Excuse me? Ms. Park?” Jihyo looked up from her phone and noticed a man approaching her and stood up.

Jihyo: "Hey there! You’re the cameraman who will be in charge of today’s filming right? How should I call you? I'm Jihyo, no need for formalities.”

Cameraman: “The name is Jungwoo, nice to meet you. Can I say that Twice is my favorite group. When I heard about this job, I couldn’t believe it. It’s a pleasure to work with their leader.” extends hand as Jihyo shook it

Jihyo: “Then let’s have fun together Jungwoo, let’s get this Muay Thai show started!”

Jungwoo chuckles at her energy as he stands to the side and waved behind him

Jungwoo: "After you Jihyo.”

Inside the Muay Thai gym

A trainer speaking in Thai: “Uppercut! THUMP Knee strike! WHACK Elbow strike - 1-2-3 Combo! THUMP THUMP WHACK”

Jihyo: “Woah! Now this is fun I wonder if I can try those moves! And Nayeon-unnie might loves those buff dudes!” the trainer looks at Jihyo’s direction and heads to her

Trainer: "Hi there, I'm the lead coach at this facility, the name ‘s Anurak. These 2 over here are Chakan and Chalerm, are you part of the korean filming crew that i’ve been contacted with?“

Cameraman: "Yes sir, our director did talk to you a few days ago about it and we’re here for the session, this is our main star, Park Jihyo from Twice, and we’ll be filming her trying out moves for the show.” bows to them

Jihyo: “Nice to meet you all. I hope I won’t be a burden since it’s my first time with the sport!"

Anurak: "Don’t worry, we have beginners nearly everyday, and we all love to teach them how to strengthen their bodies and mind through Muay Thai, so please go prepare yourselves and we’re good to go!"

Jihyo: "See you in a bit!”

Jihyo walks out proudly from the changing room,; her gear consists of blue trousers with brown top. She shadow boxes some moves while the camerman and the trainers are getting ready.

Cameraman: “Okay Jihyo, let’s get to the ring and we’ll start.”

Anurak: "Don’t forget your arm bandages and gloves. We don’t want to break your arms and such on the first day!” after tying up her bandages and gloves

Jihyo: "Alright coach! I'm ready!”

Anurak: “Ok Jihyo, so to warm up, you will do rope skipping for 3 minutes, non-stop, are you ready?" Jihyo: "Let’s go!"

Jihyo takes a deep breath then starts skipping. Her body jumps up & down through the motion, with her big titties defies gravity along with the jumps, moving up & down each bounce she takes. The motions of her tits are so noticeable for the fighters, making their eyes stare straight to her endowed chest. Anurak (thinking) : "Damn, those are some big boobs, looks mesmerizing.” Chakan (thinking) : "Holy shit, her titties just bounce up & down like crazy.” Chalerm (thinking) : "one hell of a pair for sure “

Anurak: "Ok Jihyo, first it's about the stance, it’s very important to have a strong stance so you can be balanced while striking. Put one leg in front and one leg behind, Jihyo copies good, like that, and put your arms straight in front of your face for guarding, this will be the basic of your training.”

Jihyo: "Got it."

Anurak: “Next, you will use your right hand to punch into the pad on my right hand side of the pad, this will be the basic punch, now punch it”

WHACK

Anurak: "Good! Harder!"

THUMP WHACK THUMP

Anurak: "Very good! Now do the same thing with left hand!

WHACK

Anurak: Good! Even harder!

WHACK**WHACK

Anurak: Great. You’re a fast learner Jihyo.”

Jihyo: "What can I say~ I'm adept to everything!”

Anurak: Okay next is elbow strikes, use your right elbow to strike to my pad.

WHACK

"Good, one more."

THUMP

"Harder!"

THUMP WHACK

"Combo left right!"

THUMP WHACK

"Very good!"

Jihyo: "Woohoo my very first Muay Thai lessons! I feel pumped!" thumps her gloves together

Anurak: “You sure are! Okay, now here comes the quite challenging part, kicks, many of our beginners hurt themselves for this so be slow first. Sweep your kicks into my pads, learn the move slowly, ok good, a little more force, good, don’t loose your balance while kicking...

THUMP

"Good a bit harder!

THUMP

"Good! Harder!

WHACK

"Left kick!

WHACK

"Right kick!"

THUMP

Jihyo: "I'm getting a hang of this, it’s like learning for our choreos, but with more hits!“

Anurak: "sweet! Okat next, it’s combo strikes, you will combine what you just learned with me and strike into my pads, with both jabs, elbows and kicks, got it?”

Jihyo: "yes coach!"

Anurak: "Okay here we go! Left jab! Right jab! Good! 1-2-3 left right left! harder! Right Elbow strikes! Good! Go for the-Ooghhhhh!”

Jihyo: GASP Are you ok!? I'm so sorry!"

Chakan (in thai): "Hey coach what happened? You’re alright?

Anurak (in thai): “She kicked me in the nuts...shit, this hurts...”

Cameraman: "I'm gonna cut the filming, that looks painful.”

Jihyo: "Sorry I got to excited, my adrenaline just kicked in and I was too careless, I ruined our filming plans.“

Anurak: "Jihyo it’s okay….I'm gonna go...in the locker room...to check it out… holy crap that one hurts…”

Jihyo: "I'm seriously sorry for this, but we’ll help you what we can okay? Just call out if you need anything.”

Anurak: "I will..." hobbles out of the ring and back to the locker room

Chalerm : "Don’t be to worried Jihyo, you’re just a beginner, it could happen to anyone the first few times, we’ll take him into the lockers, and we’ll be right back.”

Few minutes later...

Chakan : "Okay so we helped him into the bench, he’ll be okay and we’ll have to wait if he can come back out, but we know our coach, he’s one tough dude.”

Jihyo: "Okay, but I think I should go check him out, Jungwoo would you mind let our director know that we’re on hold? I'm very sorry for this.”

Cameraman: "Already on it, and don’t be too harsh on yourself Jihyo, every show has delays. Let me know if there’s anything coming up okay?”

Jihyo: "Will do.”

Inside the lockers

Jihyo: "Hello, Anurak are you okay? I'm such an idiot for doing this to you..."

Anurak: "It’s alright...i’ve been through harder punches and kicks than this...but gotta say...you got quite a kick for a beginner...”

Jihyo: "Again, I'm very sorry, would you mind let me help you with it? It does sound pretty bad and seeing you like this is not my thing.”

Anurak: "But…it might feel quite awkward…for you to check my “friend”...I don’t think it’s appropriate for me to let you do that …. Just let me rest…a bit...and i’ll be back out there…”

Jihyo: "Just a quick look okay. I would feel even more inappropriate to let you on your own like that while keep going with the show, it’ll be quick, don’t be shy about it. Beside, between you and me, yours is not the first one I seen giggles, so sit straight up, put your back to the lockers and lemme have a look”

Jihyo said while pulling down his trousers slowly.

Anurak ( thinking) : 'this girl is fearless, no wonder she’s a leader, oh well, doesn’t hurt much to let her see my dick'

Jihyo: "Hey Anurak, you mind if I...touch it? I wanna see if you have any bruises."

Jihyo said while being internally excited.

Anurak: "Gulps s-sure…but pleas be gentle… "

Jihyo (giggles) : "Yes coach~” Jihyo uses to her fingers to move along the length of his dick, and then move to the ballsack, at first slow but then she suddenly uses her entire palm to massage it

Anurak" 'fuck, she’s moving too fast… too hard...to resist now …”

Jihyo: "You’re okay Anurak? You’re shaking! Did I hurt you?”

Anurak: “Keep goi-… oh shit…no please…slow down”

Jihyo ( pretends to not hearing clearly) : “Oh~ Keep going? Sure coach! Whatever you say!"

Jihyo moves her palm faster

Anurak: "Shit, at this rate I'm gonna… "

Jihyo suddenly slow down, but, she has other ideas

Jihyo: "Coach, I have this technique I learned long ago that can help you, you want me to try? It will make you feeeeel goooood~"

Anurak: "Oh no…” Jihyo slowly opens her lips and put his lengthy dick slowly into the opening of her mouth, while looking up at Anurak with her round but smiling eyes, letting his entire length moving in and out which each bop of her head straight to his crotch.

Anurak: ”Oh fuck, I can’t control it anymore, please Jihyo, whatever you do, do it quick!”

Jihyo pulls out her huge smile: ”Yes coach whatever you say~ I am your student (giggles)” then she get back to his dick, putting his entire length to the deepest part of her throat, gagging on it, slippery but not to mention, full of adrenaline.

Anurak: "Fuck Jihyo… too good...I'm gonna ...I'm gonna cum...too good...can’t hold it anymore …”

Jihyo keeps going, bobbing her head even faster like those quick javs she had with the lessons, pulling in and out of his dick just to tease him, and then go fast again to pick up the pace, leaving Anurak no room for breaks, let alone controlling his urge to cum.

Suddenly, Anurak, pulling his big dick out of Jihyo mouth, standing up while moaning out: ”Jihyo I'm cumming...ahhhhhh...fuckkkk…”””

Thick blobs of cum spurting out from his dick straight to Jihyo face, down to her sex lips and in her tongue, it’s like Anurak just hit a K.O for his win.

Jihyo (with cum in her face, mouth): ”Oh wow, he came a lot, and it’s thick, and mmmhhh taste pretty good too, wonder what he ate this morning?“

Jihyo said while using her fingers to scoop the cum away from her cheeks, nose, lips and get it all to her mouth while Anurak standing proud and panting with his dick still hard, falling back a bit to the locker.

Out of a sudden, Jihyo and anurak startle when they hear voices coming from the opening doors

Chakan: "Coach you okay? We hear your from out there. What's going on? Do we need to call for ambulance?”

Chalerm: ”Yeah, what's wit-what the…. y-you two-...”

Chakan and Chalerm just standing there, looking surprised at the messy scenario while Jihyo slowly turns her head back, and Anurak is rushing to pull his trousers on

Anurak: "Hey guys...uh...Jihyo and I… well she...helped me to ease off the soreness...well… it feels go-I mean, it feels less sore now...she...did an amazing job...for a non medical person…" Anurak talks while panting, not forgetting pulling his trousers up

Jihyo: ”yes. I helped him a bit, he’s alright now, your coach surely is a tas-...tough one to recover (giggles)

Chakan and Chalerm, (turning back and whispering to each other in thai) : “She just blew our coach's dick off like nothing, she’s wild dude.” Chakan said.

Chalerm: ”Yeah, and she’s fuckin hot, no wonder she’s one of their top idols, look at that face and her tits man, I had a boner back then just looking at them.”

Chakan: ”What should we do now, should we ask her to "help” us too? I mean...doesn’t hurt to ask right? His cum is all over her face already so why not?”

Chalerm: "Yeah, it’s not like we have this chance every day in this little facility. Might feel good hehe," they both turn back and speak out : "uh…miss Jihyo…I think we have a problem here.”

Jihyo: ”Ohh? What is it? Did I do something wrong?”

Chakan: ”oh no nothing wrong, it just...we’ve been training all evening before you came for your show, and Chalerm and I are feeling pretty sore, our lower body are tensed and...I think we need some help...would you mind …” Chakan pats his crouch.

Jihyo ( thinking in her head while smiling): these naughty boys "Hehe, sure i’ll help you. let’s see how tasty they are (giggles)

Chalerm: ”So...you’ll help us miss?"

Jihyo (laugh out loud): "Hehe~ Come here you two buff boys, i’ll help you, veeeeryyy good for sure, considering this my bonus from the show okay?”

Jihyo said while hurrying getting their pants off, letting their hard dicks to pop straight out, "oh stop calling me miss, it’s too formal, just call me Jihyo.”

Chakan: "Okay Jihyo, do your thing, please, we’re “very” sore now." Quickly, the two stood on either side of Jihyo, letting her holding their dicks at the same time as Jihyo again using her tiny palms and start moving, wetting her fingers with their pre-cums.

Jihyo: "Wow, you two sure are tense hehe, I guess i’ll have double the efforts~" Then, Jihyo put her mouth into Chakan’s dick while keep stroking Chalerm’s making them moan out. She’s going slow and steady, alternating between two, making them moan louder and louder each turn.

Chakan: "Fuck Jihyo, ahhhh,...so good...where did you learn this “technique”, this is even scarier than having an uppercut to your jaw”

Chalerm: "You’re such a pro for this, are you sure you’re not "skilled” enough to beat us?"

Jihyo: "Well, like I said to Anurak, your dicks aren’t the first one i’ve seen, just ones of many hehe~"

Chakan then holds Jihyo's head, starting to pump in and out of her mouth, making Jihyo gags a bit, while Chalerm is about to do the same. The two muscular fighters alternating Jihyo mouth, fucking deep and long strokes, while she just enjoying it.

Jihyo (closing eyes and thinking): "They’re ravaging my mouth, good, I want it, been a while seeing huge dicks like this anyway, beside, I'm too high on adrenaline now, feels like I can just suck them all night”

Anurak, standing there watching his two subordinates being sucked, thinking: 'damn, she one hell of a unit, big tits nice thighs, round ass, would be good if I can see ALL of thoses assets, might get me hard again for another round'

Everyone suddenly rushed out to the ring, half naked below, while Jihyo, in all her dirtiest thoughts, thinking there’s a way to make the filming even more interesting and impactful. Aftee Jungwoo setting up the camera on a tripod, all four guys around Jihyo, with her kneeling in the middle smiling.

Anurak: "Okay Jihyo, next lesson, it’s about endurance, if you can “beat” all four of us, you’ll get a treat from our facility, if you can’t, well, we’ll have some “penalties“ for you. Sounds good?“

Jihyo: "Alright coach! I won’t stop until you guys all “beaten up” hehe~ Whose first."

"I am," Jungwoo walks forward as Jihyo licks her lips.

"No way, I'm going first," Chalerm points at himself.

"Just get over here, in fact, I'll go for all of you," Jihyo stated and that brought a grin to everyone.

Jihyo starts, sucking out Jungwoo first, then suddenly turn to the side and suck Chakan, while stroking Chalerm’s dick, then she keeps going with Chalerm meaty dick, while stroking Anurak, taking turns on each of them, making them moaning out loud in the ring.

Jihyo: "How’s my technique, am I doing good? Excellent?“ Jihyo said while stroking dicks.

"AMAZING” All four blurts out, it’s too good for them to describe, having Twice's curvy member blowing them out one by one like a hungry fighter beating their foe in the ring.

Jihyo doesn’t stop, she keeps gagging between dicks and alternating hands to mouth, doing rounds of blowjobs like competing in a muay thai battleground, making each of her “foes” moaning loud and hard.

Then, a huge scream came from Jungwoo as he pulls out his dick, stroking hard and cum onto Jihyo's side cheeks, nose, while Chakan and Chalerm follow, cumming onto her pretty lips, forehead, and a bit of her hair, with Anurak finishing straight in the middle of her nose and a bit on her neck, covering her beautiful face with thick white spurts of cum.

The four panted, backing up to the four corners, while slowly recover their stamina, seeing Jihyo face being covered in cum, some of it dripping down to her top and trousers. Jihyo stays quiet, in a weird silence, making the guys feel a bit scared.

Cameraman: "Jihyo?… uh …you okay? Did…did we go too far?

Anurak: "Oh shit, I think we …. I think we really did go quite far… she seems…. upset… what should we do?"

Chakan and Chalerm: "Coach...it’s… it’s our fault… we were just being too horny seeing her...damn it… we might get in huge trouble for this ..”

“NO!” the four guys shocked to their ears hearing Jihyo screams loudly.

Anurak tries to calm down the situation by speaking calmly: "Hey Jihyo we’re sorry...we should’ve sto..”

“NO”, Jihyo shout, with continue dripping on her face and mouth "I LOVE IT, FUCK, FORGET THIS FILMING, I DON’T CARE, THAT WAS THE BEST THING I’VE HAD IN MONTHS AND I WON’T LET IT STOP HERE!”

Jungwoo, in his surprise, asking: "Jihyo did you say you...love it? Did I hear it right?”

"FUCK YEAH I DO” Jihyo keeps it as loud as she can, “KEEP THE CAMERA ROLL, BUT NOT FOR THE SHOW, FOR ME, TELL THE DIRECTOR WE’RE DELAYING, ALL FOUR OF YOU ARE STILL HARD SO I NEED YOU TO FUCK ME AS MUCH AS YOU CAN, FILL ME UP, CUM ON ME, I WON’T LEAVE THIS PLACE WITHOUT CUM ALL OVER AND IN ME TODAY, YOU GOT ME?!”

All four: "Yes Jihyo!”

In quick succession, all four starting to throw away all the clothes, getting their buff bodies out in front of Twice leader, making Jihyo eyes light up and open wide seeing them, feels excited for the wildest event in her life so far.

Like hungry animals they rush up to her quickly to grope her tits, grab her big mounds, pinch her brown nipples, move down along her abs and grope a handful of her ass, help her standing moving those rough palms all over her body.

Jihyo, being really into it, push the hands out of her for a moment, using her strong grip to rip off her clothes, throws them out of the ring like dirty rags, fully displays her entire assets for the guys to see while their dicks are straight up like pistols.

All of them shouting out “ooohhhhh” when Jihyo, flips her hair a bit, grabs her tits and mashes them together, her juicy nipples rub onto each other.

She then waves her curvy ass by using her solo song’s dance as a tease for the guys.

Quickly, Jihyo stops, blurts out: "What the heck are you waiting for, come take me! Go ahead and really FUCK me!”

The four guys, in their naked selves, resuming with their hands on Jihyo tits, nipples, ass, running along her abs and pussy, with chakan and Chalerm suck each side of her tits, lift her up to the top and second rope, while jungwoo and anurak take turns fingering her pussy and tiny anus, alternate their tongues between two holes.

All groped and licked Jihyo tan-skinned body from top to bottom like a full course meal, with Jihyo’s body is dangling on the rope being "served” with full pleasure and attention. Jihyo, feels too good she could hardly forms any words, does her best to spill out :

” FUCK, YESS, suck them, SUCK MY TITS, EAT MY HOLES OUT, goddamn it,DON’T FUCKIN STOP!”

The four guys and Jihyo, continue the sinful act on the ring for a while, alternating between her assets, making Jihyo squirts a huge stream out all on the ring floor, leaving some trails as the four guys shouting out "woooowwww” again

Anurak then says out loud : "You squirt on our ring floor, now it’s time for us to give you the REAL lesson, let’s go boys, you know what to do!”

Jihyo is still feeling enamored with the sensation, suddenly being put down to her feet.

Seemingly understand the situation, she puts out a huge smile and goes to the middle of the ring, drops down on all four, with the intention of using the camera angle, invites them by taking one of her hand to her butt cheeks and pulls it apart, showing her pink pussy and puckered anus, ready for whatever comes next.

Knowing exactly what to do, Anurak orders Jungwoo to get in front of Jihyo, while he himself lines up to her pussy, slowly enters his dick in her tight walls while kneading her butt cheeks, making Jihyo moans out and squinting her eyes a bit, but then get shut fast by Jungwoo’s dick in her mouth, still loving the feeling of deep throating his number one idol, with his hands groping her big tits.

The two start to pump in and out, leaving Jihyo a real mess in the middle, spit roast her while Chakan and Chalerm masturbate themselves, patiently waiting for their turns.

Jihyo, being filled both ends, having a real time of her life, her butt cheeks ripple in every poundings while her tits dangling back and forth, and her entire face keep touching in and out of Jungwoo’s crotch.

Even better, when the two starts to switch out, making Jihyo forms a puddle of drools between each switches, enjoys endless pleasure. Chakan and Chalerm, get their huge dicks ready, both agree they will have other plans for her.

After Jungwoo and Anurak both pull out, Jihyo, feels a bit disappointed, asks out loud while panting slightly : "Wait what? Is that all you got? I'm not done yet! We didn’t even cum! What about my other hole? That one needs a cock too! Hurry up and put yours back in! I don’t wanna wait!"

Her pleas are being full filled right away, as Chakan and Chalerm tell her their plans: "Jihyo, I think you will really enjoy this, let us show you!"

Both then quickly get into their position, while Chakan lays flat on the floor, letting Jihyo rides on top of him, with her tits bounce up & down each pounding, but also does his best to pull Jihyo’s tits close to his muscular chest.

Chalerm, has a spicier idea, takes a deep breath, gently pushes Jihyo down even closer to Chakan’s chest, enters his huge dick into her tiny anus, making Jihyo screams out loud like a full volume amplifier:

"ARGHHH !! FUCKK !! YOU TWO ARE STRETCHING ME APART !!! FUCK !!! DO WHATEVER YOU’RE GONNA DO! HURRY!"

The act continues with Jihyo being pumped in and out with two dicks in her holes. Chakan and Chalerm do their best to match each other pacing, just like how they do training practices with each other, but this time, both their cocks run in and out Twice’s leader, fill her whole.

Chakan, asks out while continue his pumps : "How you do you feel Jihyo, having two dicks inside you, you ever had this before? Your walls are crushing us too hard now!"

Jihyo, with her eyes nearly roll back, mouth opens, keeps on panting and moaning, screams loud and clear like she’s hitting her high notes : "I LOVE IT, GOSH I FEEL SO GOOD NOW! FUCKK !! YOU DICKS …. YOUR DICKS ARE TOO DEEP INSIDE ME NOW, DON’T STOP FUCKING MY TIGHT HOLES !!! DON’T STOPPPP !!!”.

Jihyo’s anus and pussy, like they’re sharing a single mind, tightly wrap around the two cocks even harder, making Chakan and Chalerm feel like heaven on earth, with each cock senses the presences of each other, but also the warmth of Jihyo’s caverns. And without a doubt, the two fighters reach their climax, do their very best to hold it together just to savor more moments with Jihyo’s two holes .

Chalerm ( finally able to speak out) :"oh fuckk, gonna cun, deep in this tight anus …”

Chakan, also blurts out :"yess !!! Fuckkk !! Gonna ...gonna fill your pussy Jihyo !!”

Jihyo: "Give it to me! Fuck! REALLY CUM IN MY HOLES !! FILL THOSE UP !!!! GIVE ME YOUR HUGE LOADS !!!!"

And so they both did, with their dicks explode inside Jihyo tight walls, feeling her holes clenching the very last of their cum.

As they slowly pull out, thick blobs of cum leaking out from Jihyo pussy and anal hole, staining the ring floor below, making Jihyo feels proud but sore at the ring floor, but she just loves the feeling, love being stretched out.

Jihyo, lays flat on the ring mat, face up to the ceiling, body slightly twitching and shaking, with cum continuing to flow out of both her pussy and anus, thinking to herself:

"Fuck...they...fucked me good… in my two holes...at the same time...but my adrenaline is still too high...I want ...more of this… shit ...i can even ...go all day...if they can...I can just let them keep..."jabbing” inside me...for rounds …”

The session continues, but this time with Anurak and Jungwoo replace Chakan and Chalerm, whom taking a small break after their enjoyments, both sitting down next to the ring’s corners.

Anurak suddenly picks Jihyo up her feet, with the help of Jungwoo, bot carry her to a ring corner opposing the camera’s view, with Anurak rests his back to it, starts to use his fingers to tease Jihyo’s asshole.

Jihyo, surprises by the act, moans out a bit while using her right hand to pull Jungwoo in for a small kiss, with her other hand forcefully strokes his cock.

As Anurak stops the tease with his finger, he lines up the tip of his cock to Jihyo’s tiny hole, whispers to her right ear: "Are you ready for another round of this Jihyo? We will do as hard as we can for you!"

Jihyo, being excited for the situation, says out loud : "Yesss !!!! Go ahead !!! FUCK MY HOLES YOU TWO!!"

Jungwoo: "We will !! And you’ll love it !!”

And so, Anurak, slowly pushes his dick to Jihyo’s anus, passing the tip, with Jihyo moans while panting hard, and even louder once he pushes his entire shaft through the warmth of her tight hole, stretching her wide.

In front, Jungwoo gets the cue from Anurak, also slowly slides his dick into Jihyo’s pussy, struggling a bit due to the position of her pussy, but only takes him a while before both cocks are sheathed inside her two holes, making Jihyo once again screams loudly to their ears:

"FUCKKK! SOOO BIGG! FUCK MY HOLES NOW!”

With that, the two guys start their movements, pump in and out of Jihyo’s holes, let her tiptoe on one leg between the two, while her other leg wraps around Jungwoo’s waist.

As Jungwoo keeps on sliding his dick in and out, he uses his hands to grope Jihyo’s big tits, grabbing huge amounts while also uses his fingers to pinch her nipples, to the point which Jihyo fiercely reaches both of her arms to push his face into her tits, making Jungwoo both surprises but also has the time of his life enjoying her huge titties.

Anurak, from behind, even though he couldn’t see much of the action in front, still enjoys having his dick inside the tightness Jihyo’s ass, does his best to hold her hips, with Jihyo leans onto his abs and thighs, while his face somewhat rubs into the back of her hair.

Even at one point Anurak has to tell Jungwoo to stays still a bit so he can enjoy ramming straight into Jihyo plump butt cheeks and tight asshole, making Jihyo groans out loud :

"FUCK !!! TWO COCKS !!! YOUR TWO COCKS ARE RAMMING IN ME HARD !!! FUCKK !!! I'M SO STUFFED !! FUCKK !!! FUCK ME MORE !! I WANT MORE !!”

A moment later, Anurak gives sign to Jungwoo so they can move down to to ring mat, as it was quite a challenge for their position.

They both pulls out from Jihyo’s holes in one go, as Jihyo groans out in disappointment for the sudden pause, but, she doesn’t have to wait for long.

Jungwoo, lies back flat to the mat, dick points up to the ceiling, while Anurak is helping Jihyo to sit down to his dick in a reverse position, with his dick going straight up her tight ass, causing both Jihyo and Jungwoo cry out loudly together:

"FUCKKK!!”

Anurak, kneels to down Jihyo, put his dick inside her pussy, spreads her legs out to the side widely, with one of his hand gropes her tits while the other pins down to the ring mat.

Jihyo, being stuffed both ways and full of excitement, continues scream as loud as she can when the two guys start their movements, but this time, they pick up the pace, ramming her hard and nonstop.

Each time the two of them is hitting the deepest part of her holes, to the point Jihyo has to use her entire vocal cords to scream out loud

”ARHHHHH !!! FUCKKK !!!! HIT ME DEEPER !!!! FUCKKKK !!!! DON’T STOP FUCKING ME!!!! ARGHHH I FEEL SO FUCKIN GOOD !!!”

Jihyo’s scream is a huge motivation for the two to keep tearing out her holes.

Jihyo, with sweat all over her face down to her heaving tits bouncing up & down, starts groaning in random Korean words that are hard to understand.

Anurak, finally able to open his mouth after a long while panting : "Jihyo, I think I'm close...I will fill your pussy...fuckk...it’s too good!!!! Your pussy is too tight!!!! It’s squeezing my dick hard!!! I… can’t hold it any longer …!!”

Jungwoo, does the best of his abilities, also says out loud : "Jihyo, I love your tight anus …. So much !!! I'm…I'm gonna cum soon too !!!”

Jihyo is still having the time of her life, shouts out straight to their eardrums :

"THEN GO ON AND FUCKING CUM IN ME !!! FLOOD MY HOLES! MAKE ME CUM TOO !! DO IT !!!! DO IT NOW !! FILL ME !!”

And with that, the three cum loudly,, with Jungwoo moans out, shoots his cum straight into Jihyo’s anus, while Anurak, pummels his semen straight into Jihyo’s pussy, mixing his with her messy cum, spill onto their bodies.

The three pause a bit in that position, then Anurak pulls out, with huge blobs of cum flows out from Jihyo’s tight vagina.

Jungwoo then again follows, has his dick being removed from Jihyo’s asshole, leaks some of his to the mat as well.

Jihyo, once again enjoys her pleasure, rolls off Jungwoo and to the side, breathes out hard with her eyes close, full of sweats all over her body, her tits are heaving up & down, and cum leaking out of her holes in thick streams, making the mat’s being stained with cum and sweats.

But, even in her messy state, Jihyo, smiles while knowing that, this is surely not the end of this session.

After a few minutes of rests, the session continues, albeit with full force from the guys.

From having Jihyo being prone bone straight to the mat, tits mash to the flat surface, taking each dick in the two of her holes, filling her entirely and repeatedly, to having Jihyo holds her grips onto the top or second rope, in standing doggy position, being pounded hard from cocks to cocks, as she screams and cum onto the ropes and the mat, covered the whole ring with her cum.

The real highlight, is when Jihyo, while having two cocks in her holes, both of her hands on both side stroke two more dicks, alternate between sucking and stroking left and right, while her eyes are peeking or looking straight to the camera lens.

Jihyo’s lewd but beautiful face, combine with the most sinful acts she could’ve done in her entire career, being recorded on camera is something could come straight out of a porno, but for Jihyo, it’s nothing but an entire adrenaline- filled workout session.

A while later, the four guys later rest themselves in different corners of the ring, with Jihyo in the middle of it to take their breathers.

Jihyo then slowly gets up, plays around with her cum filled pussy while wiping off some of her sweat, asks up :

"Hey guys...one more time...spill on me...make my body covered in cum...let's go...one more final round..."

The four guys lazily gets up, with Anurak moves his body and sore dick onto Jihyo’s tits, moves up and down between her rack.

Chakan and Chalerm soon follow, by letting Jihyo strokes their dicks to prepare for their own titfucks, and lastly Jungwoo finally rises up from his tired self, walks towards the 3.

Anurak, with his dick hard and face’s reddened, getting close to his climax, cries out : "I'm gonna fuckin cum on your tits Jihyo, they're too good not to'

Chakan and Chalerm, both are following their coaches: "we're gonna cum on your pretty face Jihyo, gonna covered that face again"

Last but not least, Jungwoo, while, tired, doing his best to say it out loud : "I'm...fuck ...I'm gonna...cum in your mouth Jihyo...I want you to taste my cum...one last time…”

Jihyo: "DO IT! FUCKIN CUM ON ME! ANYWHERE YOU WANT !! COVER ME IN YOUR CUM !! FUCKIN PAINT ME !! GIVE ME YOUR CUM K.O!!”

In the matter of seconds, Anurak cums hard, spills his thick cum all over Jihyo’s tits and nipples, making a huge mess down below her neck to her rack.

Following by Chakan, who's cum flys straight onto Jihyo’s right side, thick white spurt of cum splashing on to her cheek and nose, with a bit on her forehead.

Chalerm, holds it in for a while, finally releases it straight to Jihyo’s other cheek, side lips and hair.

Both guys later tap their dicks on each of her big tits, both cocks are smearing the cum onto her nipples while bumping fist with each other, with Jihyo does her best to open her eyes, cum covered, cracks out a huge smile.

Jungwoo, does the same thing he did before, pokes his cock straight to her lips, pushes it in and out Jihyo's mouth for the final drain, and he does proudly, cums straight into her throat, all over her tongue, with a bit onto her front lips, finally finish this long sexual act.

The four guys drop to their knees, finally passing out from the intense rounds of cum draining, all are having their K.O like they just finished a championship match.

Jihyo wipes some of the cum on her face, parts of it from her tits, rise up and shakily walks over the tripod.

Her tits jiggle with cum roll down from her tits to her abs and thighs, while her pussy and anus leak out even more down the inside of her legs, staining the ring floor every steps she makes.

The training session might be wrapped with delays, but nonetheless with her full satisfactions.

Jihyo looks straight to the camera, opens her mouth full of cum, swallows it in one go, then turns back to the guys and says: "So guys, we'll redo the show tomorrow? Will be hella fun hehe~”

#twice jihyo #park jihyo #twice #twice smut #jihyo smut

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shy-writer-999 · 1 day ago

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Ice skating with Law ❄️ (fluff)

Summary: When Law takes you on an ice skating date, he can't help but show off both his feelings for you and his skating skills. ~950 words. CW: Fluff! G/N language. Kissing. Holding hands. Sweet stuff!

Artwork by @hirakyun13 - thanks so much for collabing with me!

“Just hold on, I won’t let you fall.” Law held out a gloved hand to you and when you laced your fingers with his, he squeezed your hand in a gesture of comfort and security.

The ice was bright. Glaring sun reflected off its smooth surface, marred in places by the tracks that metal blades drew on top. The ice rink was empty except the two of you, the clearing in the forest was gorgeous and quiet, the sky was bright blue—it was picturesque, dream-like.

As Law guided you across the ice, you wobbled a bit.

“You’re favoring your right foot,” Law pointed out, looking down at your form while you struggled to keep up with his already-slow pace. “Make sure to put your weight evenly on both skates and lead with both interchangeably. Good form means you can do cool stuff later.”

He smiled at your look of dismay (it was quite endearing to him). You groaned. “Aghhhh. Okay. Like this?” Your adjustment looked adequate enough to him and he nodded.

The only thing audible after a while was the smooth sound of your skates moving almost in tandem with each other, cutting the surface of the icy rink.

“You’ve been skating since you were a kid, right?” You asked Law and he nodded.

“Yeah, I went when I was growing up a lot with my parents and sister but… After… Well, you know. Certain circumstances meant I didn’t make a habit of it for a long time. It was only when the Heart Pirates formed and got more comfortable in the North Blue sea that we had time and safety to do that sort of stuff. To have fun, I mean.”

Some silence passed. Comfortable silence. You slipped and almost fell, but Law held you up. As you looked up at him, he cracked a smile.

“See? You’ll get the hang of it eventually.”

You blushed. It had been a minute since your faces were this close. When you were back to skating after your almost-wipeout, you felt steadier and more confident.

“There you go,” Law encouraged. “You’re getting the hang of it. That was fast.”

A few laps around the rink with Law holding you steady and he decided you’d be set to try it on your own. “I’m going to make you do it yourself now. You ready?”

When you agreed, you skated side by side for a while. It was a gorgeous day and every ray of sun that reflected off the ice surface of the rink and onto his face made your heart flip. He was so handsome it was mind boggling. When light filtered onto his hair, you saw how rich the color of those dark locks was. Multi-dimensional and stunning. Just like his eyes. And while you quietly remarked on his beauty to yourself, he did the same for you.

“You can do cool tricks, right?” You asked him playfully after a while.

“You’re not going to actually make me do some, are you?” Law responded, frowning. He hated this sort of thing. He felt like a clown. But… if you were asking, then he’d have to oblige. Anything for you.

He begrudgingly put on a little show. He was obviously comfortable on the ice, skating backwards for a bit before doing some sort of cool twisting thing. A jump and a fast turn. It was impressive.

“Woooowwwwww,” you clapped when he came to a stop next to you. “That was crazy impressive. What else can you do?”

You smiled at him, and he froze for a second, turning crimson. You saw his gears turning.

“How about this?” Law asked, then reached for your hand and softly pulled you towards him. When you were close enough, he placed a hand on your waist and pulled you into a kiss.

He certainly caught you by surprise. It had been a while since you locked lips—circumstantially, you didn’t have much time for it on the ship.

Any opportunity for affection or quality time was treasured. Ice skating like this and taking a break from everything on the sea felt like a vacation, a reprieve from every painful wound you both held. If you thought about it long enough, you would have realized that this was the first actual date Law had taken you on.

When he pulled away from the kiss, you were both smiling. “I mean, that wasn’t what I had in mind, but I’m not complaining,” you giggled.

“Well, if you’re not complaining then, by all means,” Law brought a hand to your cheek and guided his lips to yours again.

His kisses were delicate. After a few moments, he pulled away. His cheeks were dusted pink with blush and his hand stayed on your cheek for a minute as he took in the sight of your face, so pretty and so close to him.

“Let’s take a break,” Law said. “That sound okay?”

When you agreed and exited the skating rink, Law set up a place for you to sit together. A waterproof blanket below, a fuzzy blanket on top, thermoses of spiked, piping-hot cocoa, and some snacks.

You snacked together and warmed yourself to the bone with the hot cocoa. It was a picture-perfect set up, thoughtful and considerate just like Law himself. After more skating and a snowy trek back to the Polar Tang, the crew couldn’t contain their excitement seeing you and the captain hand in hand with ruddy cheeks. They had matchmaked for far too long—now that it was a reality, they were elated.

They welcomed you back on board the submarine with the most embarrassing and raucous round of cheers and chanted “kiss! kiss! kiss!” to rub it in your faces. You did, in fact, share a kiss in front of the crew, something that they never let you live down. You didn’t mind it all that much, though.

that's all for this one!! make sure to check out becca's page, since she's so damn talented it isn't fair - @hirakyun13!

here's my masterlist if you're interested, and the masterlist for this holiday event. tysm for reading :3

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huntingingoodwill · 1 day ago

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civil. (j.m.)

masterlist

desc: you can’t stand joel miller, and he can’t stand you.

pairing: enemies to lovers! joel miller x gn! reader

a/n: this is my gift for the pedrostories secret santa 2024 event!!! i had so much fun writing this for my giftee, @adora-but-ginger. thanks so much for introducing me to the absolute bop which is never let me down by depeche mode which inspired this lil fic. i really hope you enjoy it babes <3 happy holidays!

“You’re an idiot. A big, hulking idiot.”

“You think I’m big and hulking?”

You could hear the smirk in Joel’s voice, which made equal parts of anger and embarrassment flare up inside of you. You could admit he was… well-built. Sickeningly, disgustingly so. And right now, you wanted to snap his well-built body in two.

“I’m going to kill you.”

“I’d like to see you try, but we’re a little tied up at the moment,” his tone was sardonic, his meaning literal - the two of you were in the bed of some raiders’ truck, tied up and blindfolded, being driven to who-knows-where. It was probably for the best, as the restraints around your wrists were the only things stopping you two from choking each other out.

“And whose fault is that?” you hissed.

“I’m glad you asked. Yours.”

“Mine?!” you exclaimed, the anger pulsing through you growing stronger by the minute. “I told you we should avoid the cabin and you still dragged us right into this mess.”

Joel had insisted the abandoned cabin would be a safe place to rest. The raiders had the same idea, and were quick to pounce on the both of you after coming across your horses outside. They had ambushed the two of you, deciding to bring you back to their camp to figure out what to do with you later - probably nothing too pleasant. They had left your horses behind, and you had overheard them saying they’d come back for them later.

“Maybe if you didn’t fall asleep when you were supposed to be on lookout, we wouldn’t be here right now,” Joel muttered.

You sighed, a dull knot of ache forming behind your eyes. It was true. You had fucked up. But he had fucked up too. If it were anybody else with you, the two of you may have been able to admit that, kiss and make up. But you and Joel never got along. You bickered and fought on every patrol you were forced on together, and this was your last straw. You were livid, and he was too.

“We wouldn’t have been there in the first place if you didn’t-“

“Enough with the goddamn lover’s quarrel!” one of the raiders yelled out from the cab.

That shut you and Joel up sufficiently, but that word tinged the silence with a shy awkwardness.

“Lover’s quarrel,” Joel scoffed.

“Yeah. ‘Lovers’,” you mimic his veneer of nonchalance, poorly veiling the flustered tone in both your voices, “in your dreams.”

“In yours,” he shot back, immediately rolling his eyes at himself.

He was too old for this shit. Everytime he was around you, he acted like a petty teenager. You just ignited a flame within him, one that he mistook for the bitter burn of loathing, not knowing it was something else entirely.

“So, how are we getting out of this one?” you whispered.

“Why are you asking me? I thought I was an idiot?”

“I wish you could see the look I’m giving you right now, Miller.”

He lowered his voice to a whisper, unheard by the raiders up front over the rumble of the engine.

“Admit I’m not an idiot, and I’ll get us out of here.”

“Oh, come on-“ you started, gritting your teeth with exasperation.

“Or, you can always spend the rest of the day with our new friends here.”

“...You’re not an idiot.”

“And, who’s in charge?”

“Oh, fuck y-”

“I can always let you hitch a ride with these guys and see how you fare on your own,” his voice took on an annoyingly laissez-faire quality. You hated him.

“You’re in charge,” you assented.

“Correct. I hid my knife in my pocket. They missed it when they took away our weapons.”

Maybe you didn’t hate him.

“Maybe you’re not as big of an idiot as I thought,” you smiled.

“Flattery will get you nowhere. Get it out of my pocket, then cut my ropes. Then I’ll cut yours.”

You shimmied close to him, trying to ignore how the proximity made the heat rise in your collar. You tried to convince yourself it’s a physical reaction to your hatred for him. Like an allergy.

You managed to slide the knife out, only almost stabbing him in the ass once on a bumpy stretch of road.

“Hands!” He had grit through his teeth.

“Please, there’s nothing back there to cut. You’re as flat as a board,” you had whispered, immediately blushing and following your words up with a quick: “Not that I’ve been looking or anything.” (You had looked. A couple times. But you’d die before telling him that.)

Unable to see, you fumbled around a little, careful not to cut him as you sliced through the ropes binding his wrists together. Once free, he lifted his blindfold with careful, quick movements, sure to not let the men in the cab see him, before cutting off the remaining ropes keeping his legs tied together then doing the same for you.

With the ropes loosened in heaps around your wrists and ankles, you whispered: “What now?”

His voice was determined, but grim. “We pray.”

“I gotta take a leak.” One of the raiders mumbled a mere 5 minutes later, after you both had replaced your blindfolds and were acting like two good kidnapees in the back of the truck, in hopes that the men wouldn’t look too closely at the both of you and discover you had freed yourselves.

“Let’s hope our prayers have been answered. Do you trust me?” Joel asked.

“No.”

“You’re gonna have to. 3…2…1.”

The two of you ripped off your blindfolds.

The scuffle was over in a few minutes. Joel’s chest heaved from the exertion of the fight as he cleaned the bloody knife off on his shirt. He had subdued one of the men pretty quickly, which gave you enough time to grab your gun from the cab and deal with the other.

He had done a pretty good job, you had to admit, with hiding his knife and handling the raiders. Without him, you would have been royally fucked. You felt a twinge of gratefulness, and a pang of something else as you watched him, the slope of his nose and hardness of his jaw as he wicked the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand. He had saved you.

Then, you looked down at the two dead raiders, and what glimmer of heroism that you saw in Joel’s figure distorted into frustration.

You aimed your gun at Joel.

“Jesus Christ! What is wrong with you?!” he yelled, the bullet whizzing past his head.

“Cool it, Texas,” you huffed, “Now, hold still this time.” You aimed again.

“I just saved your ass, and you try to shoot me because of it?!”

“I told you we shouldn’t have gone to the cabin-”

“Look who’s talking, sleepyhead!”

You started to walk.

“Where d’you think you’re going?” he called after you, his voice already receding into the distance.

“Jackson. Back to the village of which you are the idiot of!” you screamed over your shoulder.

“A bit of a convoluted way to put it, darlin’.”

You refused to dignify that with an answer.

You had only made it a few metres down the road when you heard the roar of the raiders’ truck, and the heat of the thrumming engine as it pulled up beside you.

You stared straight ahead, feeling Joel’s gaze rove over you from the driver’s window as he cruised alongside you.

“Get in,” Joel called out to you.

“No.”

“D’you know where you’re going? ‘Cause I sure as hell don’t.”

“I do. I think. I tried to memorise the turns they took while we were tied up.”

“Well, you aren’t getting back to Jackson anytime soon on foot.”

You ignored him, marching forward. The next few moments were clouded in silence as you stormed down the road, Joel driving slowly beside you all this while.

“C’mon, get in. Please?” Joel’s voice was startlingly soft, a flash of vulnerability that you hadn’t expected that stopped you in your tracks. He said his words slowly, like it was difficult for him to articulate. It definitely wasn’t easy for someone as stubborn as him to seek help from you. “I can’t leave you out here alone, and I need your help to navigate.”

You turned to look at him, not expecting to find the sincerity scrawled over his face. It softened you. But you liked to make him suffer.

“Who’s in charge?” you said.

“Oh, c’mon…”

“Miller. Answer me. Who is in charge?”

“You are. Now get in.”

You smiled in satisfaction, clambering into the passenger seat.

“You’re in charge of navigation, I’m in charge of driving,” he mumbled beneath his breath.

You chuckled at his comment. Suddenly his snarkiness, though annoying, seemed like a harmless dig after the events of the day. That laugh was utter release, a reprieve from the loathing for him that had been boiling your blood all day.

Peeking over at you, you watched his confused face turn into one that mirrored yours. One of cathartic happiness. He let out a laugh, unable to help it. You had never noticed his laugh, his smile. Like a silver lining. You liked it.

The rest of the drive passed in relative silence, save for your directions, though the air between you was different. Still electric in its energy, but not because of anger, or frustration. It was strangely warm.

The sun had begun to dip beneath the horizon, and with a satisfying click, he flicked on the headlights, making a turn. The lights illuminated the cabin and your horses. Your heart soared.

“Well, shit. You did it,” he whispered.

You couldn’t help but let out a laugh, and more laughter bubbled from his lips. Laughing with Joel seemed so foreign after spending every patrol together arguing or in heated silence. It was pleasant.

From here, the two of you would be able to find your way back to Jackson, no question. The two of you mounted your horses and started your way back. He turned to watch you, the delicate turn of your head as you gazed up at the vast sky, drinking it all in. He felt that same pang he always felt around you, what he always thought was annoyance. It hit him with that same ferocity, but it was charged with a different energy. It felt kind of nice.

You turned to lock eyes with him.

“I’m sorry,” the both of you said in unison.

You both dissolved into laughter.

“Well, I’ll go first,” Joel chuckled, “I’m sorry. I really am. I should have listened to you-”

“No, I’m sorry!” you said. “If it wasn’t for me falling asleep… and I guess trying to shoot you wasn’t very nice.”

“Wasn’t polite, was it?” he snorted, his smile reflecting your sheepish one. “Still, I fucked up. And the way you helped us find our way back… you saved our asses.”

“I fucked up too. And if anyone saved us it was you. There was no way we would have gotten out of there without you thinking ahead and hiding the knife.”

“I guess we make a pretty alright team, huh?” he said, the smile he shot you so hopeful and sweet you felt that hot, molten feeling in your gut again, though it definitely was not hate.

“Yeah, we do,” you sighed. “I guess if your brother’s gonna keep insisting on putting us on patrol together, we could at least be civil to each other. I think we work together better that way. Deal?”

“Deal,” he said. “You still drive me a little crazy though.”

“Ditto,” you smiled at him, and the smile he flashed back made you feel strange and floaty, a similar sort of light-headedness from when you used to get so mad at him on patrols you wanted to scream. You were starting to realise that feeling may have been motivated by a different emotion entirely. He was definitely driving you a little crazy.

“Where the hell were you guys? You missed the bonfire,” Tommy called out to Joel as the both of you arrived at the centre of Jackson, a dying bonfire crackling behind him.

“That’s the least of our problems,” Joel huffed, dismounting from his horse as you followed suit, thrusting the reins into his brother’s hands. “You deal with that.”

Tommy shrugged, leading the horses back to the stable.

The two of you stood side by side, staring into what little was left of the bonfire, now a flame that licked up to around Joel’s knee-height. The crowd that was surrounding it earlier that night had fully dispersed, leaving just you and Joel alone before the fire. He turned to look at you, the fire glazing your eyes with orange and red hues, setting your gaze alight.

“I have an idea,” you said. Your smile meant trouble. “Let’s jump over it.”

“What?” Joel asked, eyebrows shooting up incredulously.

“I read it somewhere. It’s an old tradition, supposed to bring about good luck and new beginnings,” you smile at him, a smile that instantly wins him over. “We need all the luck we can get. C’mon Miller, indulge me. Be civil.”

His laugh was hesitant, but when you reached for his hand he knew he could do it.

“Do you trust me?” you grinned.

“Yes.”

“Well, you’re gonna have to. 3…2…1!”

There was a moment there, with his hand in yours, at the very top of where the flames swirled, where it felt like the two of you were flying, suspended against the dark sky.

Then, you hit the ground.

You were lying beside each other in the dirt, panting in between gasps of laughter, the cuffs of your pants and the soles of your shoes singed. That electric warmth fired through the air, boiling your blood - definitely not anger. Something else. Passion and anger possess that same fiery quality.

It burned so brightly within the both of you that he couldn’t help it. He leaned over to kiss you. The fire was warm by your side, the sky dark and electric above you as a storm gathered. The two of you were definitely going to be more than civil.

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luffyshamefulmistress · 3 days ago

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When Luffy gets injured protecting you ((T ^ T) pt3

Luffy is different after Zoro’s warnings, Reader is oblivious and grows uneasy part2(^^)

#fluff #luffyxreader #forbidden love #pining #jealous

reader is still nonchalant baddie all the way ^ - ^

kinda long <3700 words 😪

a/n -> im so happy my work has been resonating with you guys so much, i feel so seen sharing my love for luffy with others! (>m<) So thank u all for all the support so far!

Romance within the crew won’t end well.

Luffy’s mind relentlessly drifted back to those words over and over again while he waltzed through the bustling village at the new island they stopped by. But it’s not romance if I just care for a Nakama, right?

His carefree whistling causes heads to turn while he copes with his humming to sort out the discording thoughts within him. Something about you hurting your leg that day, about the way you always put his safety before yours, it triggered a protective instinct in him he himself knew was different from the kind he gave to his nakamas.

But he would never show that, no. He knew Zoro was right, deep down. It was taking him apart, acting this way, putting up this front, but he knew.

He sniffs around curiously, nose scrunching a little to catch a whiff of juicy meat around the corner, to which his arm stretches automatically, launching himself in its direction.

His teeth gnash into the meat hungrily, juicy seasoning dripping down his chin as he devours it happily, grinning, finally gaining a moment of reprieve from his tumultuous thoughts of you, his eyes closed as he enjoys his food bought with what little Berry Nami had given him.

You were just around the corner, wearing new black jewelry you’d bought from around the bustling village, limping around in your freshly healed leg. The gleam of your new black accessories were what caught Luffy’s attention, his eyes snapping to your form as you browsed the shops, steps slow and careful as you look around in curiosity.

Immediately, Luffy is before you, meat in hand, looking down at you with his curious childlike expression of confusion.

“I thought I told the others to keep you on the ship, (__).” He blinks, eyes finally trailing down your figure to see the new additions on your form, gaze lingering on the way the black necklace you wore fit snugly around your neck, your pretty little tendons straining softly as you raise your head to look at him.

“Your leg hasn’t fully healed yet.” His eyes wander to your leg you’d been limping a little with.

“Oh, is that why they tried so hard to convince me not to come?” Used to his sudden appearances, you muse nonchalantly, tilting your head in thought, not catching the way Luffy’s gaze wandered over you, your own gaze fixed on the meaty juices that ran down his chin, heart fluttering beneath your cool demeanor. “You should’ve known I’d find a way out, Captain.”

You’d easily slipped out the Merry while the others went out for some fun when Zoro had fallen asleep as usual while guarding on the ship.

Luffy frowns a little, his gaze snapping back to your eyes, pouting in that cute, innocent manner of his. “Chopper made it clear not to let you strain your leg.” He drops down to a squat, eyes popping out the sockets comically as he peers at your nearly-healed leg, frowning. “It’s not fully healed yet.”

You cant hold back a slight huff of amusement watching him, and can’t help but squat down before him as well, peering into his deep brown eyes as you restrain your heart from fluttering too much at the proximity of him, to the point his sea-scent was wafting all over you again.

“If I could walk all the way here, I’d say I’ve healed quite well, Captain.” You say coolly, watching him closely.

Luffy, however, leaned even closer, scrutinizing your expression in concentration to detect any lies, teeth ripping out a large piece of meat from the bone in his hand, munching on it thoughtfully, his tongue flying out to slurp at the residue juice on his lips.

“Yet I’m sure Chopper said not to strain yourself...” He mumbles thoughtfully, voice low and protective, and his eyes flash softly when your cheeks flush with heat, mistaking it for your discomfort. Suddenly he seems to realize just how close he was to you, how the only thing between you both was the bone of meat in his hands, and he can’t stop the words that rang in his mind for the umpteenth time: Romance within the crew won’t end well.

Quickly, he shakes his head, the juices of his meat mixed with his hungry drool sloppily flying around adorably as he abruptly stands up, risking a large hand to pull you up with him, rough rubber fingers wrapping around your smaller one firmly and gently, muscles flexing as he tugs your body effortlessly off the ground to press right against him.

You’re used to this; his firm grabbing but gentle touches he seemed to offer to everyone in your own delusion. So when he suddenly steps back, his hand slipping off yours the moment you’re steady on your feet, and his body blatantly kept a foot’s distance from you, your mind flashes immediately with an automatic warning light.

Was he … avoiding you right now?

“Let’s go back to the Merry, (__).” Luffy’s words are slightly strained as he blinks at you, gnashing his teeth into the meat once more. “Captain’s orders.” He adds casually through a mouthful of meat.

You sigh, recognizing that protective tone once again, barely registering your inner annoyance with it with the way he was acting right now. You take a step towards him, your expression giving away nothing, cool and nonchalant.

“I don’t want to.”

“I said, Captain’s orders, (__).” Luffy takes a step back, munching softly, casually watching you between bites.

“I said I don’t want to.” You step forward, not missing the way his tongue licked where the juices dripped off the meat, cheeks flushing with heat again despite your nonchalant expression.

“You’re still hurt, (__).” Luffy’s voice grows a little low and raspy when he starts to get a little serious. He takes yet another step back.

You frown. What’s he trying to do? Why’s he running away? His words are contradicting his actions. Take you back to the Merry? Shouldn’t his rubber arms be wrapped securely around your waist, picking you up and pressing you against his body protectively to Gum-Gum fly you both back to the Merry? Your steps grow pushy as you back him up against a wall, chin tilted up in soft distaste as you watch him calmly.

Luffy’s eyes don’t waver from yours, licking his lips casually, the bustle and rush of the villagers granting you both some semblance of anonymity amongst the crowds of people.

“What are you in such a hurry for, Captain?” You ask lowly, eye squinting just a bit in irritation at his avoidance of your presence until you’d forced yourself on him.

Luffy just feigns ignorance, peering down at you slowly.

“To get you back to the Merry.” You don’t notice the way his fingers twitch softly at his sides, tapping restlessly against the stone walls of the village, the other hand gripping the bone meat tighter.

“Yeah? Well, I’m not going anywhere unless you force me to.” You reply boldly, no nuance in your words, just a pure, blatant challenge. “I’m not so weak that a mere leg injury will hold me back from having fun on a new island.” You don’t understand what made you behave this way, pressing into his body even more. You just didn’t understand why he was running away from you all of a sudden, when usually you’re the most coolheaded, nonchalant baddie on the ship.

Luffy finally grits his teeth at your dismissive words, lowering his gaze. His free hand clenches stiffly at his side when you press further onto him. “You’re still hurt, (__).” His tone is warning now. He seemed to be either extremely fixated on getting you back to resting your leg, or he was restraining himself; something you couldn’t grasp just yet.

“Then you’ll have to force me, Captain.” You reply casually, unbothered, as you push down the fluttering in your chest at the way he was gazing down at you, and the way his heat left your form as you stepped away with a stride. You spin on your heel to saunter away rebelliously, your cool demeanor cracking only with the slight limp in your leg. Your heart clenched painfully at the thought of Luffy losing his touchiness with you; it was the only way you could cope with knowing the fact he’d never be yours as long as he was your Captain. You knew you were being stubborn, and your leg really was beginning to ache from strain despite the days of recovery. Though you’d never expected the voice of a familiar gentleman calling out your name lovingly, causing your head to turn quickly to the voice, seeing Sanji’s heart eyes popping out comically, the sudden movement pushing you off balance, you limping leg tripping over yourself clumsily, as you begin to fall forwards, completely caught off-guard amidst the banter with Luffy and Sanji’s sudden appearance.

“(__)-swaaannnn~~!!”

Familiar rubber hands, roughly calloused but gentle, ghost over your midrift like a wandering breeze before you feel more skilled digits grasping your waist reverently; Sanji.

“Caught you, love.” Sanji’s smooth voice rolls off near your ear, his gentlemanly charm emanating as you’re lifted back upright with a tug of his arms, scarred fingers firm on your waist to keep you steady on your feet. Your head turns to see him grinning down at you with his cigarette hanging out his lips casually.

“Ah, Sanji. Thank you.” You straighten yourself quickly, frowning softly in slight confusion at the ghosting feeling of rubber hands right before Sanji’s scarred fingers, while Luffy is right by your side again, devoid of any of the avoidance he performed earlier.

“Luffy, why didn’t you catch her?” Sanji scolds comically, his hand tightening protectively on your waist, forwning at Luffy in disapproval. “She was about to fall! Her leg isn’t fully healed yet.”

“That’s why we need to get her back to the Merry.” Luffy comments agreeably, completely ignoring his scolding. Though his eyes, dark and steady, were rather focused on Sanji’s fingers gripping at your supple flesh at your waist, digging into you gently while you steadied yourself, finally letting go the moment you brush it off you nonchalantly.

“I said I wanted to stay for a while longer exploring the island, Captain.” You say sternly, brushing you clothes down a little, watching him steadily.

“I’m not going anywhere unless you force me.” You say again with slight annoyance. You realized that breeze was him, coming to help save you from your little clumsy moment, but you realized he had instead retracted his hand, allowing Sanji to hold you instead. He really was avoiding you. Did you do something wrong? You can’t help but think negatively, immediately masking your uneasiness with that usual cold snarky attitude of yours to cover your internal turmoil.

Luffy watches you with stern, dark eyes, his body unconsciously shifting closer to you, but Sanji doesn’t have whatever conflict is brewing within Luffy, stepping forwards and reaching down, his arms scooping you into his chest bridal style, your feet sweeping off the feet smoothly, as he grins down at you with heart eyes.

“I’ll take you back then, (__)-swannn~.” He grips you close to him, eyes glued to you, unaware of the smoldering gaze Luffy gave him, his hands clenching his jaw and his fists, an expression of pure serious coldness emanating off in an intimidating aura all of the sudden at seeing Sanji’s hands on you.

“Put her down, Sanji.” Luffy’s voice cuts through the air.

Sanji quirks a curled brow. What’s this? He observes Luffy’s gaze a moment. Protective? No. At this point, it’s rather possessive. He can’t believe it, his goofy, charming childlike captain could have a gaze like this?

Sanji smirks. “Come get her then.”

Luffy’s eyes flash with something you couldn’t recognize, your eyes following his movements as Sanji rushes off with you in his arms, Luffy right on his tail. You couldn’t understand it. He was so against touching you just moments ago, he wouldn’t even hold you, he wouldn’t even let you get too close. So what is this burning look he’s giving Sanji and you, this heart-wrenching expression of need and desire, your insides pooling with heat at the confusion and utter disbelief of such an expression on your Captain’s beautiful face. You’re flushing with heat, unabel to take your eyes off of his gaze as Sanji chuckles heartily at the new revelation, using his powerful legs to jump from roof to roof, while Luffy chases after, limbs stretching effortlessly to grab onto roof corners and launch himself at the two of you, his jaw clenched tight around the juicy piece of meat he has yet to finish, gaze hardened on you, your hands helplessly clinging onto Sanji’s neck for support, in a vulnerable state with your injured leg, your fingers sliding into his blond hair.

You didn’t want to feel so flustered anymore. You can’t look away from his dark gaze, it’s making you so uncharacteristically nervous you just want Sanji to put you down already, so that Luffy would stop looking at you with those eyes. So you do the only thing you think will make Sanji stop.

“Sanji, you make me feel like a princess, running away with me in your arms like this.” You say into his ear, hugging yourself closer to him to lean up to his ear, eyes fixed on Luffy’s, neither of you able to tear your gazes away, oblivious to the other’s inner turmoil.

And while Sanji freezes on the top of a roof, his feet skidding to a halt, mouth agape in shock, hearts pouring out of his eyes and his entire being, cigarette dropping out his gaping mouth, Luffy’s eyes widen hearing your words. Yes. He heard them.

And then you scream.

Hair flying behind you when you’re entire body is smoothly snatched out of Sanji’s arms, and all you can see for a moment is the shocked faces of the villagers looking up into the air, your eyes wide as you take in the sheer height you were at, the walls looming down below as your vision begins to fade away into the familiar nest of raven black hair, the overwhelming scent of the wild seas engulfing your senses, you eyes catching only a glimpse of Luffy’s heated gaze forward, as the both of you fly through the skies, strong muscles supporting your legs and your back as you scream in panic at the sheer reckless nature of this entire ordeal, hands clinging desperately to Luffy’s broad back.

Luffy’s hand comes up to cup the back of your head, pressing your face gently into the crook of his neck so you won’t have to witness how high above you both are, and also just to prevent you from noticing his gaze. You breathe into him, breathing his scent, clinging onto him, confused, panicked, and tired all at once.

He runs away from your touch one moment, and the next, he’s doing something like this? What the hell? But little do you know, he’s in a greater conflict within.

Romance within the crew won’t end well.

But how come his heart pounds furiously each time you call for him in that nonchalant tone of indifference?

How come just a smile from you makes him grin wider than ever?

How come his head rings in alert when his rubbery arms around your waist? When his hand finds your waist? When you look up at him all nonchalant, the slight tint of red in you cheeks always so cautiously revealed at certain moments?

How come he can’t seem to keep his cool when he sees you get hurt, being held by another man even if it's one of his precious Nakamas?

How come he can’t keep his damn hands off of you, how come it physically hurts to restrain himself?

How come his heart burned with envy at hearing your words to Sanji?

How come all he could think, feel, and see, was red?

How come?

How come…?

Romance within the crew won’t end well. This damn sentence, echoing like a mantra in his mind, like a relentless metronome - it’ll be the death of him. Luffy’s mind buzzes in a cacophony of emotions and desperate desires as he struggles to restrain himself.

Touch her. Stay away. Be close to her. Keep your distance. Hold her. You’ll ruin everything.

Luffy’s hand slams harshly onto the surface of a wall on the Merry as you both land, denting the wood as his hand allows your form to slide back to a standing position, giving you no time to react as his fingers grasp your flesh, pulling you close to his chest as he pants in exhaustion into your ear, head dipped low, down into you, shoulder hunched and caging you into the wall.

You can only see the strength of his neck muscles as he breathes and exhales heavily, exhausted with the conflict within him, as you feel the rise and fall of his chest against yours so clearly that you can't help but flush with heat once more, hiding your face in the crook of his neck.

“You like that cook?” He murmurs gruffly into your ear, voice raspy with strain, fingers clenching into a fist against the wall, as he steps closer against you, crowding you against the wall.

You can’t even breathe right now. He’s making your heart flutter so uncontrollably you’re afraid he’ll hear it, so you will it with all your might to stop beating if it means he won’t hear.

“Hm? Answer me, (__).” Luffy’s voice demands, crowding you further against the wall, your form pressed intimately against his, your vision blocked with his messy nest of a raven strands, senses overwhelmed with his sea scent, and your injured leg begins to wobble unsteadily at the rush of emotions within you. Luffy’s grasp on the flesh of your waist is the only thing holding you up right now, and he tightens his hold on you, your bodies molding into each other’s.

“What do you mean-” You manage to mumble out before he cuts you off, slamming his fist against the wall.

“A princess, hm? Sanji-kun makes you feel like a princess, does he? Hm?” He practically growls into your ear, and it’s all you can do to not shiver at the unexpected tone, and you can’t even think, can’t even realize the way he’s acting right now. You could only focus on his warmth, his body, his hair, scent, voice, his entire presence swarming you right now, struggling to find an answer.

“I only said that so he’d stop running back to the Merry, Captain.” You rasp hoarsely, unable to think straight.

“Did you?” He asks breathily, his words tickling your neck now as he can’t seem to hold himself back anymore, his teeth gritting harshly as he tries to reign himself in.

“I just wanted to explore the island a moment longer.” Your voice is strained, the tickle of his words making you try to lean away.

His rubbery arms unconsciously stretch and wrap more around your waist more protectively, as he tries not to do something he’ll regret, his mouth opening and closing, lips grazing the skin of your neck ever so slightly, voice low.

“ ‘m sorry, did I cross a line-” You start to say softly, confused, and worried you’d perhaps edged him on too much earlier into touching you, that maybe he had gotten mad over it, before he’s cutting you off with a surprisingly soft, vulnerable tone.

“I-I don’t like it when you-” He begins, voice quiet and muffled with the crook of your neck, pausing mid-sentence when he hears the boisterous laughter of Zoro, Sanji and Nami coming back up the deck. He immediately shifts, stepping quickly with his hand firm on your hip, over to the other side of the wall to hide the both of you from them, his chest pressed close to you, his form engulfing yours as he embraces you like you’ll disappear.

“Just don’t…” He breathes deeply into your neck, risking a ghost of a bite over the area your neck and shoulder meet, not allowing actual contact, his teeth clacking with the chain of the new necklace you bought, before pausing and straightening as he takes a careful step away from you. The heat and strength of his body leaving yours as he watches you with a heated gaze, an eye covered with the rim of his straw-hat as he backs away carefully.

“...Don’t say things like that again.” He murmurs lowly, quiet, his head turning to avoid your gaze. You watch him with tingly nerves, caught off-guard with his sudden retreat, and before you can say anything else, Luffy’s casual smile returns, as if nothing had happened.

“You’re an important nakama, afterall, (__).” A nakama, is it? That’s all you are to him? Your own disappointment makes you bristle in both irritation and exasperation. What exactly had you expected? He has never once expressed any romantic interest in you, so you just stare at his kind, smiling eyes, his pretty nose scrunched in his charming toothy grin, and his demeanor not showing a speck of the hunger before when he’d devoured your form with his gaze alone.

Sanji’s voice calls the both of you over for food; seems he knew you were both there, but hadn’t bothered to digress. And Luffy is grinning wider, beckoning you come as he rubber bazookas over to the kitchen, yelling carefreely, “Let’s eat, (__)!!”

It’s all you can do for now to stand there, trying to calm your racing heart. The way he’d looked at you, called for your name, the ghost of a bite over your neck, and the sheer proximity of him before you erupted the fire within you you’d been dying trying to keep hidden since the moment you realized your affections for him.

I can’t hide them anymore.

You start to panic. Could he tell? Did he see the way you flushed red? He knows, doesn’t he?

Groaning, you muster a call back, “Coming.” before simply throwing up your nonchalant demeanor once again, unsure how you’ll face him again like usual, but one thing was for sure.

Your secret was finally out.

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gosh I acc don’t know how to end things off I suck at endings pls tell me if I literally ruined the whole thing with this tua ending for the sake of their pining!!! 😔😔 I’m acc crashing out reading it again tell me if it sucks pls ISTGG😩

But next part they’ll probably have to deal with their pining FR. (￣∀￣)

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delespresso · 2 days ago

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DETESTATION ━━ Fiyero x fem!reader

author's note; this was previously titled 'kiss me' lol. i cant lie, i was sort of just winging it with this one — i've been doing a lot of rivals to lovers u guys, my brain is a little confused now 😭 idk if i liked this but i hope its good! <3

prompt; “You can’t just…kiss me to win a fucking argument, [NAME]!” “You’re right…but did it work?” ps; i changed it up a bit, oops

summary; the constant back and forth was totally out of total detestation. . . right?

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It was the third invite to the Ozdust Ballroom within the month.

Ever since the Winkie Prince showed up at Shiz a few months back, he's been influencing quite a few trips to the scandalocious venue. In fact — he started it immediately on his first day.

She didn't plan on going this time either. Even if the invite had come directly from him, while he was following her tail all over campus.

"C'mon, princess, it'll be fun," Fiyero urged as he walked behind her like a little puppy.

Typically, she refused to even be in his vicinity. With her luck though, somehow Doctor Dillamond decided he needed a tutor to push him through history class — so of course, she was chosen, being the current top student.

"Think of it as me thanking you for helping me ace history," Fiyero continued.

He did, in fact, ace his history after that. A whole A solid.

"For the millionth time, Fiyero, no," she huffed.

He rolled his eyes at another rejection, still following her as they found their way into the dining hall. It was sparse at the moment, they were quite early this time.

"Your welcome for history. But that's it," she added.

She grabbed a tray, starting to put food on it. As she did though, the infuriatingly charming — and annoying — prince stole a piece right out of her plate.

"You should learn to live a little. See the nightlife. Go dancing. We don't live forever, you know?"

She stared up at him as he just went on his little ramble about life.

"If you're worried about a dance partner—"

"I really don't care—"

"I'm sure Boq is very kind to help in that," Fiyero said with a sly smirk.

Respectfully, Boq was nice and cute in a way, but she would much rather drink a tub of toxic elixir.

She could only scoff in response, picking up her tray and finding a seat. Still he refused to let up.

"One night. Its just one night, it really won't kill you," Fiyero insisted.

"It won't, but I might kill you."

She set her tray down with a huff, but she didn't get the chance to sit yet before he was pestering her again.

"I've lived quite well, I wouldn't mind dying at your hands," he shrugged.

"Are you serious right now?" she scoffed. "I have a fork and knife an inch away from my hands, don't tempt me."

"Oh, how horrifying," he mock gasped.

Oh, this little—

"Truthfully, I find a death by my history tutor to be a beautiful exit," he continued with a smug grin.

"You have no sense of self preservation. My hands would be a painful way to die," she retorted.

He didn't miss a beat, grabbing her hands in his in such an oddly gentle manner that had her brain crashing for a moment.

"These soft hands? I find that hard to believe."

She blinked rapidly, just staring at the way he held her hands to his chest for no reason. Why was her head spinning? Why was her pulse rushing?

"You're infuriating," she managed to hiss as she pulled her hands away.

Really, she had no idea why this man annoyed her so much. She felt an irrational amount of irritation when he was around. Her head would sometimes go empty when she looked at him, her heart suddenly going too fast and her stomach feeling like it was floating.

Dislike. Pure, utter, dislike. Loathing, perhaps. Detestation.

Those were the only acceptable answers.

She ended up taking her lunch to go, bringing it with her to eat somewhere else where she could escape him.

"Come dancing tonight!" he tried again even as she stomped away from him and replied over without turning back.

"Eat grass!"

It was her roommate that dragged her to the Ozdust Ballroom that night. No one else.

Certainly not the persistent, annoyingly handsome prince. No.

She allowed herself to have fun for a while, dancing around with her roommate. She didn't catch a single glimpse of him so she assumed he bailed.

She would be absolutely wrong when she ended up twirling right into his arms.

Fiyero's hands were on her waist, keeping her right there as her hands ended up on his biceps. He grinned down at her, that casual and laidback smile he always had.

"You came."

"Not because of you."

He chuckled at her quick defensiveness. It was cute to him. Taking her hand, he gave her a quick whirl before pulling her close again.

"Of course not," he agreed.

"Plenty of other reasons to come to a party," she nodded.

"Mhm."

"Nice ambience, people in nice outfits," she started to list aimlessly.

"Yes, they do dress up nice," he continued to agree.

"Good music, exceptional dancing—"

"You dance well."

"Random excuse to dress myself up too—"

"You look lovely."

"The lights are quite nice too, all blueish—"

She didn't get the chance to keep yapping when suddenly a pair of warm lips were on hers. It felt like she was on fire. A good kind of fire. When she opened her eyes again and their lips parted, she met his gaze under the lights.

Her lips were parted, her breath catching. Her face was definitely flushing and Oz— her head was reeling. She was too flustered she ended up fumbling her words.

"You can't just kiss me to win an argument, Fiyero!"

He laughed at her reaction. In hindsight, he should've probably not do it out of nowhere. But her reaction was priceless.

"Yeah, probably not. But it shut you up," he mused.

She stared up at him, eyes wide as she was clearly baffled.

"You need to stop finding excuses, princess," he teased, giving her yet another whirl.

Her dress flared out before she ended up back with him, flush against his chest. Whatever she felt for him was strong. Though she was starting to suspect it wasn't actually detestation.

She'd likely been in denial.

"You need to not kiss someone without permission," she retorted anyway.

Fiyero only smiled, but at least he nodded sincerely with a bit of a shrug.

"Fair enough. Sorry," he agreed. "Can I have a redo?"

She raised a single brow up at him, this time catching up with the dance way better than when she initially ended up in his arms. A coy, almost teasing smile pulled on her lips as she casually ended up leading the dance.

"Let's see your dancing first, Winkie Prince."

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saphiccarma · 2 days ago

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hi! It is totally oka if you aren’t comfortable doing this but…

Could you do an Agatha x reader after the Road? Agatha recovers her body and finds Reader. Agatha and Reader are finally choose to start a family and they try smut and their attempts bear fruits. Reader is pregnant and tells Agatha

- I missed you

Relationships - Agatha Harkness x Reader

Summary - Agatha died. She was dead, but before that the two of you were planning to start a family, have a kid. And when Agatha gets her body back, the two of you make it happen

Warnings:smut obv, nipple play, kissing, enchanted strap (referred to as cock maybe once), pregnancy

A/N:This one was really fun to write! Thank you so much for sending it in. :)

You caught word that Agatha had died through Rio. The Green Witch was never your favorite person, but she wasn't your enemy either. You had known her for nearly as long as Agatha, both of them being close to you throughout all the years, and then when Nicholas happened, Rio drifted away. You made it clear then who your favorite was.

Even still, Rio and you kept in contact.

That's why you threw yourself into her arms, sobbing, when she told you what happened to Agatha. You pounded at her chest, fists attempting to hit her in the chest, but she just held you close. Her face pressed into your hair, and she sighed. You screamed and cried as tears streamed down your face.

And for the next few weeks, you were devastated. Before Agatha left for The Road, you had been planning to start a family since you had just broken her free from Wanda's spell. Magic would be able to make it possible. The two of you knew that. Being a mother was something you had always wanted, a warm feeling that glowed inside your chest whenever you thought about it. A mini-Agatha, or you, running around the house - whether it was a boy or a girl - their joyful screams echoing as you chased them around.

That warmth in your chest faded, almost completely, when Rio visited you. The instant you saw her, you knew what happened, and all hope for a family crashed down inside of you. It felt as if your heart shattered. You spent your time holed up in your room, a blanket wrapped around as you stared at old photos. Agatha was the first person who showed you kindness other than your parents. She taught you how to be a witch, how to control your powers and cast spells and survive. But now she was gone. Completely gone and you were lost without her.

Your fingers trembled around your phone as tears brimmed your eyes. Chewing on your lower lip, you swiped through the photo albums and tried to fight the tears that threatened to come down. There were dozens of photos. Ones of you and Agatha, smiling with bright eyes, and others just of Agatha. Some of them were of Senor Scratchy and Agatha, or just the bunny. He was still with you, downstairs.

You lived in a different house than the one Agatha lived in during her time under Wanda's spell. This house was cozier. It was filled with memories. Picture frames that hung the walls, small souvenirs decorating the shelves, and books that both of you loved. Everything reminded you of Agatha and it hurt to just look around, but that didn't stop you from wallowing in your misery while scrolling through photos.

A bitter laugh bubbled out of your throat at a particular one. It was Agatha, lying on the ground her hands folded across her chest and eyes shut, flowers braided into her hair. You had convinced her to do it for you, pretend to play dead, and she obliged begrudgingly, but there was a small smile on her face. How ironic. And now she really was dead.

A slight creak snapped you out of your thoughts, head snapping up and ears perking. There it was again. And again. Power charged between your fingertips, ready to fire a moment's notice, and you blinked tears away from your eyes. Agatha had a lot of enemies, and with her gone they might resort to harming you. When the door opened you prepared to lunge out of bed and strike, but you were not prepared to see your dead wife staring at you.

She looked elegant as always. Her fancy purple dress that flowed thickly all the way to the floor. Brown hair joined it, stopping just past her shoulders, and there was new light grey streaks through it. If anything, it made her hotter. Icy blue eyes, filled with a tender love you missed, met yours. Tears swelled in your eyes once more and you did a double take. There she stood in her full glory, a smirk settled onto her pink lips, eyes sparkling with triumph.

"You're- You are not real." you stammered and there was an undeniable tremble to your voice as your fingers shook. Fake Agatha sighed softly, shaking her head.

"You always were skeptical," she murmured, "But I assure you, I am very real." As if to prove her point, purple magic sparked at her fingertips and you gasped at the familiar sight. That was all the confirmation you needed to spring from the bed and scramble towards her. Agatha was the only one who had magic of that color. You launched yourself at her, and her arms wrapped around you, her chest rumbling slightly as she laughed softly.

Sobs racked your body as you mumbled, "You're alive." Over and over. And that spark in your chest blossomed once again. You felt lighter, the weight of her death not hanging over you. Relief flooded through your system, calm and cool in a way that soothed all your worries and made your chest tight as you held her tight, fists balling into her dress, and cried.

"Did you doubt me?" Agatha pressed a kiss to your temple, her lips lingering and leaving a patch of heat once she pulled away. She placed her hands on your hips, pushing you away once your cries slowly dwindled. Her eyes were dark as she stared down at you, "I missed you."

You leant up until your lips met hers in a tender kiss, one that had so much meaning. It started out soft at first. A symbol of reconnecting, a way to show how much you missed and loved her. But when her tongue swiped against your bottom lip and you let out a quiet whimper, it escalated into much more. Heat fueled the kiss, Agatha's lip dominating yours and her tongue swiping through your mouth. Her hands pushed you back until you stumbled and fell onto the bed. Not once did her mouth leave yours as you fell, her legs straddling your hips.

You were wearing nothing but one of her oversized T-shirts and a pair of panties, and already you could feel them getting wet. Agatha laughed against your mouth, pulling just an inch away, as her eyes met yours.

"I missed you," you whispered, hands falling onto her shoulders and tugging her back in for a kiss. Her chest pressed up against yours and you wrapped your arms around her neck. Open-mouthed kisses were placed from your mouth to your jaw, tender and slow. She took her time until your grip relinquished on you, and she moved down to your neck. You squirmed beneath her, hips wriggling as the wetness between your thighs pooled even more, and her lips sucked on your neck. She made sure to mark you, and you knew that silently, it was her way of claiming you. After her weeks away, she was making sure you knew that you were hers.

With a snap of her fingers, both of your clothes were gone, magicked into a pile on the floor. Her cold breasts pressed up against yours and you could feel your nipples harden once exposed to the cool air. She looked the exact same as before, but it was no less stunning to see her naked. The sharp outline of her collarbone and the soft curve of her breasts. Agatha trailed down to the spot right above your collarbone, her lips leaving a hot trail that was cooled by the air flowing through the window. Soft whimpers and moans were already escaping you. You could practically feel her smirk against your skin.

Her lips finally met your breasts, lips latching around one of your sensitive peaks. Your hips bucked when her tongue swiped over it. She suckled on your nipple, relishing in the way you tugged at her shoulders and whined beneath her, her tongue swirling in precise, lazy, circles. Eyes squeezed shut, you threw your head back, hands clawing at her shoulders.

Then Agatha pulled back, her eyes met yours, "Do you remember what we talked about before I left?" she murmured, her voice low and filled with a promise, "Do you still want to? Have a kid?" Her words sent a jolt through you and your eyes snapped open. It looked for a moment as if she wanted to take it back.

"Yes," you blurted, breathless, "Yes. So much."

That was all it took for Agatha's smirk to widen and for her to wiggle down your body, to place herself between your thighs. She snapped her fingers once more, and a harness and strap appeared around her waist, the strap a dark purple. Agatha had talked about it before, the prospect of an enchanted strap, able to impregnate you. You were left wide-eyed at the sight of it. You had down things like this before, but never an enchanted one. The very thought of sending a jolt of pleasurable nerves through you.

Her hands settled on your hips, "Tell me if you want to stop," she whispered. The tip of her strap nudged at your entrance and a little moan left you, "God, you're wet," she groaned, her grip on your skin tightening. You had little to no warning before she plunged into you. A broken mix of a whine and moan left you, your hands grasping into the sheets. This one felt better than any other one you had ever used. Agatha started out slow at first, letting you adjust the size of it, her hips moving slowly.

And when it seemed as if you were warmed up, your wetness slicking it up, she started pumping in and out faster, not caring to be gentle. Squeezing your eyes shut you didn't bother to contain the sounds coming from your throat, desperate and needy ones as you fisted the sheets.

"You feel so good around my cock," Agatha's head was thrown back as she fucked you, her fingers curling into your hips and nails digging into your skin. You could hardly focus on that. Just the pleasurable feel of her strap inside of you, sliding in and out and the little grooves hitting all the spots just right. The hot feeling of satisfaction coursing through you. That familiar tightness in your stomach was small when you first started, but now you couldn't ignore it.

You could tell Agatha was close to. Her movements lost any sort of coherence, just moving erratically, and her breathing grew labored. She was much better at controlling her sounds than you were, just a few small whimpers. Agatha knew you were close by the way your walls fluttered around her, thighs quivering with every thrust, and your moans and whines getting higher in pitch by every passing second.

"Aggie," you whined, "Please."

Her voice was a light gasp of breath, "Wait," and when you made a sound of frustration, her tone hardened, "Wait for me."

You struggled to control the orgasm that threaten to rip through you, and your heart beat so fast in your chest as the pressure in your stomach increased. You writhed beneath her, hardly able to stop yourself as Agatha brought herself to her high. It felt like an eternity before she finally spoke again.

"Go ahead," she ordered, "You can come."

That was all you needed to let go. Your orgasm crashed through you like a tidal wave, one filled with endorphins and pure pleasure, coming with Agatha's name. Everything felt lighter. She came right with you, her cum filling you from her strap. Her juices filled you up even as she pulled out slowly, hushing you when you whimpered softly. The strap disappeared and she flopped down next to you.

Her juices leaked out from your dripping cunt and Agatha's fingers reached down to push it back it, slowly holding it there. You loosened your grip on the sheets, curling your hands out of tight fists, and you opened your eyes. Turning to face Agatha, you smiled softly, still a bit breathless from one of the best orgasms ever.

"I missed you so much," you whispered, hand coming up to cup her face. A part of you still couldn't believe that this was real, that Agatha was actually here. She wasn't dead. She was alive. You didn't bother asking how she had even gotten her body back.

Agatha's fingers were warm inside you, "I missed you so much too. So, so much."

Her lips met yours in a soft, tender, kiss. One filled with love.

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Your hands trembled around the test, a bright pink plus sign staring up at you. Happy tears welled in your eyes as you forced a smile down. You were pregnant. It took one try and now you were pregnant. You were going to have a baby with Agatha.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in," you murmured quietly, your eyes trained on the stick in your hands. The door creaked open softly. It was only a moment before you felt Agatha's arm wrap around your waist, her chin resting on your shoulder as she peeked over it.

"Baby," her voice was soft and you could just barely detect the slight tremble, "You're pregnant."

You swallowed thickly. You were excited, you really were. But you were also nervous. Pregnancy was a thing that could go wrong in so many ways, but it could also go right. It was a painful process, you knew that, and that scared you. But Agatha was right here with you, her lips kissing the spot beneath your ear. She spun you around so that you were facing her and you couldn't stop the small cry that left your lips as you buried your face into her neck.

She rocked you slowly, back and forth as one would do to a child, humming a low song. You wrapped your arms around her tightly, small sniffles leaving you as you quietly cried. It was an odd mix of happy tears and sad ones, both relieved and scared.

"We're having a baby," you laughed wetly into her neck, "I'm pregnant."

Agatha laughed into your hair, kissing you briefly, "We are."

That confirmed that you were crying out of joy. Tears happily streaming down your face. You were going to have a baby.

#agatha harkness x reader #agatha smut #agatha x reader #agatha x you

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your-local-simp-writers · 2 days ago

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Home in the Chaos

Word Count: 1024

Warnings: None

Sonic the Hedgehog x Fem! Reader

Note- You are human for this one, and their relationship is more platonic. Also this takes place during the movie timeline! ︶꒦꒷♡꒷��︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

The cozy living room of the Wachowski household was a whirlwind of activity. Knuckles, Tails, and Sonic were abuzz with energy as you tried to keep up. As Jojo’s babysitter and the honorary fourth member of this ragtag group, your days were anything but ordinary. Between Tails' tech experiments, Knuckles' newfound obsession with braiding, and Sonic's endless antics, you often found yourself being pulled in every direction.

Today was no different. Knuckles sat behind you on the couch, his large hands clumsily attempting to braid your hair with an intensity that could rival a championship match. "I do not understand why humans have so much hair," he grumbled, his brows furrowed. "It is like battling a wild beast."

You laughed, glancing over at Tails, who was sprawled out in front of you as you gently brushed his fluffy tails. "It's not that bad, Knuckles. And Tails, hold still—you keep twitching!"

“Does this hurt?” you asked, pulling through a particularly stubborn knot.

Tails winced slightly but shook his head. “Nope! Just tickles a little. But thanks for helping—I’ve been meaning to take better care of them. Gotta stay aerodynamic, you know?”

Knuckles, sitting behind you on the couch, furrowed his brow in concentration as he fumbled with a section of your hair. “Braiding is no simple task,” he declared, his tone serious.

You laughed, glancing over your shoulder. “You’re doing great, Knux. Just… maybe don’t pull so tight?”

“Noted,” he said solemnly, adjusting his grip.

Across the room, Sonic was perched on the armrest of the couch, tapping his foot impatiently. “Hey, Y/N,” he called, leaning forward. “when you’re done playing hairdresser, how about we do something fun? I’ve got this really cool idea we should try—”

“Just a minute, Sonic,” you said, not looking up from Tails’ fur.

Sonic froze mid-step, the ball caught in his gloved hand. His ears drooped slightly as he flopped onto the armrest of the couch, kicking his legs lazily. “Sure. No rush,” he muttered, but the slump in his posture betrayed his disappointment.

Knuckles glanced at Sonic, his crimson face betraying a rare flicker of sympathy. “The blue one grows restless. Perhaps we should take him on a hunt?”

“A hunt for what, Knuckles?” Tails asked, clearly amused.

Knuckles puffed out his chest. “For purpose!”

You chuckled, shaking your head. “Maybe we’ll plan something after I finish here, okay?”

...

As the day wore on, you found yourself in the kitchen, preparing sandwiches and snacks for everyone. The kitchen was warm and alive, the aroma of freshly chopped herbs mingling with the distant hum of conversation and laughter spilling in from the living room. Tails’ excited rambling about his latest gadget punctuated Knuckles’ booming declarations, and every now and then, a peal of laughter rippled through the air. It was the kind of noise that made the house feel less like walls and more like a heart—beating, alive, and full.

Sonic lingered near the counter, his hand idly drumming against its edge. His usual easy grin was there, but you noticed the subtle edge to it—like he was trying to hold something back.

“Need help?” he asked casually, though the slight upward tilt of his voice betrayed him.

“Sure,” you replied, pointing toward the stack of plates. “Can you grab those for me?”

In a flash, he zipped across the room, the plates balanced precariously in his arms as he stopped so close that you had to catch yourself against the counter.

“Whoa!” you exclaimed, your laugh breaking the momentary surprise.

“Sorry!” Sonic said quickly, his ears flattening as he shuffled back a step. His usual cocky demeanor faltered, replaced by a sheepish glance your way.

“It’s okay,” you reassured him, your laugh softening. “Just… maybe slow down a bit?”

He rubbed the back of his neck, his hand brushing over the white band of his glove. “Yeah… sorry,” he murmured, his voice quieter now.

Sonic hopped onto one of the kitchen chairs, the bounce in his step noticeably missing. He swung his legs slightly, his eyes avoiding yours as he fiddled with his gloves, the silence settling between you.

“You alright?” you asked, tilting your head to get a better look at his face.

He hesitated, his fingers pausing mid-fidget. “It’s just… I don’t know,” he began, his voice low and uncertain. “I guess I feel like I’m kinda… left out sometimes.”

The confession hit you like a weight, and you felt your chest tighten. Setting the knife down, you pulled a chair next to him, your movement slow and deliberate.

“Sonic, I’m so sorry,” you said softly, your hand resting gently on his arm. “I didn’t know you felt that way.”

He shrugged, though the gesture lacked its usual confidence. When he finally looked at you, his green eyes were unguarded, vulnerable in a way that felt rare and precious.

“I know you don’t mean to,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “It’s just… Tails has all his gadgets, and Knuckles has his whole ‘warrior thing.’ Sometimes it feels like… like I don’t really fit anywhere.”

The ache in his words settled heavily in the space between you. You leaned forward, squeezing his arm gently.

“Sonic,” you said, your voice firm yet kind, “you’re just as important as Tails and Knuckles. You don’t have to have gadgets or a warrior thing to matter. You’re you. And I care about you—just as much as them. You’re family to me.”

He blinked, his eyes wide as if the words caught him off guard. Slowly, a small, genuine smile spread across his face.

“Really?” he asked, his voice tentative but hopeful.

“Really,” you affirmed with a nod. “And families? They don’t pick favorites.”

He grinned then, the kind of grin that made his eyes light up and the room feel just a bit brighter. Without a word, he leaned in, wrapping his arms around you in a hug that was both spontaneous and deeply sincere.

“Thanks, Y/N,” he murmured, his voice muffled against your shoulder.

You hugged him back, your hand rubbing small circles on his back. “Anytime, Blue Blur,” you replied, your smile mirroring his.

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notrebdomine · 2 days ago

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Eric Harris journal last pages ↷

There are about 40 pages scanned from his journal of various kinds of things, but these were the last ones

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I would like to say that at first i thought those were like the columbine maps but no, i never noticed those are actually (except for the 6th image) DOOM maps! ꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀ

+ last writtings !

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❝Jesus christ that was fucking close. Fucking shitheads at the gun shop almost dropped the whole project. Oh well, thank god I can BS so fucking well. I went and picked up those babies today, so now I got 13 of those niggers. WOOHAH. The stereo is very nice, but having no insurance payments to worry about so I could concentrate on BOMBS would have been better. Oh well, I think I'll have enough. Now I just need to get Vodka another gun.❞ 12/29/98 (December 29th 1998)

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❝Months have passed. It's the first Friday night in the final month. Much shit has happened. Vodka has a Tec 9, we test fired all of our babies, we have 6 time clocks ready, 39 crickets, 24 pipe bombs, and the napalm is under construction. Right now I'm trying to get fucked and trying to finish off these time bombs. NBK came quick. Why the fuck cant I get any? I mean, I'm nice and considerate and all that shit, but nooooo. I think I try too hard. but I kinda need to considering NBK is closing in. The amount of dramatic irony and foreshadowing is fucking amazing. Everything I see and I hear I incorporate into NBK somehow. Either bombs, clocks, guns, napalm, killing people, any and everything finds some tie to it. feels like a Goddamn movie sometimes. I wanna try to put some mines and trip bombs around this town too maybe. Get a few extra frags on the scoreboard. I hate you people for leaving me out of so many fun things. And no don't fucking say, "well that's your fault" because it isn't, you people had my phone #, and I asked and all, but no. no no no don't let the weird looking Eric KID come along, ohh fucking nooo.❞ 4/3/99 (April 3rd 1999)

#tcc columbine #eric columbine #dylan columbine #columbine school shooting #true cringe community #tcc fandom #teeceecee #eric and dylan #reb #columbine 1999 #tccblr #dylan and eric

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fallbhind · 2 days ago

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my girl dick is hard rn btw thanks to perv!classmate!rafe <3 “he was getting harder every time he heard your chuckles. and god,when you wrapped that pen between your glossy lips, he just wanted to force his fat dick against the gap of your mouth, watching you struggle to take him with those pretty eyes of yours rolling in the back until he’s crying and his tip leaking on your favorite lipstick.” if i could read this everyday all day I’d constantly stay hard. need someone to get hard listening to my chuckle &&. everything in between.

“you probably didn't know it, and it was one of his many dirty secrets, but he had a sex doll in his room that looked exactly like you and that he fucked every time he came home. he was a premature ejaculator but above all compulsive. you could be sure that this doll was fucked ten times in a row until he was out of breath, sweaty and stinking, until his hair and sheets were drenched in sweat and juices with his muscles drained and body shaking under painfully spasms.” this was so incredibly detailed in my opinion, so at least we know exactly what he does in his room as well as what it smells like.

“‘god, you're pathetic.’ you muttered before sitting next to him. ‘did you pee your pants ? you've got a stain.’ you whispered in his ear. ‘i know what you are, cameron.’ but you were in a good mood today, so you wrote on a paper. — meet me in the girls' bathroom upstairs. (I know how much you love this place. I'm even sure you have lots of photos of me in the cabins.)” god that’s hot mean!popular!reader is hot w pervclassmate rafe holy shadooks.

“as soon as you touched it, his stomach clenched. you were so kind to do that for him. you only thought of yourself. your fingers moved speed around his shaft while his balls slapped against his muscular thighs in motion. he was hard since this morning, so it was hurting him so bad, to the point he was terribly miserable and unsteady, just waiting for your touch since he watched you this morning in the hallways.” god nemyesyaaa ur starting to make me feel like this his something personal 😞. my girl dick got harder, making my stomach clench at the perfect description of dried cum.

“

“‘good boy, aren’t you rafe?’ you replied while gently slapping his heated cheek, before squeezing both of them between your fingers. ‘you definitely are.’ you said, watching his face blushing under your touch. ‘y-y-es…’ ‘so you will do anything for me…?’ you asked with a smile on your lips. he nodded again. anything you wanted. absolutely anything. ‘fine…i'm gonna give you what you want.’ ‘what do you mean?’ ‘that i'm gonna use you until i'm tired of you. it's my turn to have fun. but it will stay a secret between us of course. this is my number, and i better find you all submissive when i call you.” mean!popular!reader is such a girl boss helping out perv!classmate!rafe fulfill his sexiest nightmare.

ain't nobody business // classmate!rafe cameron x mean!popular! reader

summary ; your classmate was too obssessed with you...but you were also too cool to care about him....only at first....

warnings ; 18+ smut plot. verbal violence. oral(f&m receiving). public masturbation. sub!rafe (simp obssessed and loser). nosebleeding so kind of blood. spitting. pervy behavior/needy depraved attitude. light praising. weird obssession. minors dni. be aware of the warnings before reading please.

author's note : none.

pervy classemate!rafe who's always been your biggest simp. not only had he always been a simp when it came to you, but he was totally sick and completely depraved. he was the very definition of the word pervert in its most terrible sense. he never missed a single class where you were present because he was completely obsessed with the idea of being close to you, of sharing the same space as you. he loved to hum the air you breathed because your scent was the one that intoxicated him. he was constantly at the back of the class and you were only a few feet away. he was a pathetic gooner who knew he had no chance with popular chicks like you. your standards were — too fucking high. you were the kook princess, too classy, too hot, too perfect, the mean girl out of his league.

then, he was never presentable.

you didn't necessarily notice it because you liked to ignore the existence of your fan. but he was constantly looking at you, his blue eyes glued to every one of your moves. he was like a stalker, watching you from afar in the hallways as you walked through the crowd with your group of friends. you were the prettiest of them all, your hair was always clean and neat, your face soft and made up, your lips covered in gloss and your mouth chewing a bubblegum. you always wore skimpy outfits because it was always horribly hot even inside the school.

he was desperately waiting for you to burst into his line of vision, his hand already stuck in his pants. his locker wasn't far from yours. there were photos of you and accessories belonging to you inside. everything you thought you throw away, he would get it back. he had a huge collection about it.

he was too freaking weird and lame — kind of the pervy freak your girlfriends make fun of it. the kind of losers that upset you and made you roll your eyes when he was staring or talking to you. the kind of idiots that was always in your fucking way instead of getting lost somewhere you didn't care.

but despite your mean and cold attitude toward him, rafe was always so eager to see you.

out of the pathetic man he was, rafe cameron was big. even when his dick was limp in his boxer, a fat bulge was outlining the fabric of his underwear. when you were in the same room as him, he always felt the need to palm himself, literally stroking his aching cock through his pants as you took a seat. it was crazy because your back was only shown to him but his dick was already growing in his grip, the veins of his length bulging thick against his touch.

he was getting harder every time he heard your chuckles. and god,when you wrapped that pen between your glossy lips, he just wanted to force his fat dick against the gap of your mouth, watching you struggle to take him with those pretty eyes of yours rolling in the back until he’s crying and his tip leaking on your favorite lipstick. the way you swirl your tongue around the hood, leaving a trickle of drool webbing from your lips to the pen while you pretended to think, sweet moans escaping your lips as you fixed your mini skirt was too much for him.

you were such a bitch.

you probably didn't know it, and it was one of his many dirty secrets, but he had a sex doll in his room that looked exactly like you and that he fucked every time he came home. he was a premature ejaculator but above all compulsive. you could be sure that this doll was fucked ten times in a row until he was out of breath, sweaty and stinking, until his hair and sheets were drenched in sweat and juices with his muscles drained and body shaking under painfully spasms. when he had to jerk off, he didn't need to go to pornsites, he just needed to open your insta page. and it was even better when you posted stories because you were always half naked in them. he masturbated until his screen was covered in hot and thick spurts, his liquid hiding your face.

he was such a dreamer and you were such a fantasy.

one time, you were in physics class in this lab-like class and you were across from him. he spent the whole time looking at your cleavage. his eyes were deep down on your boobs. but he was also suffered from a painful boner that you were aware about, but was ironically under your control.

“ want a picture of them, cameron ? ” you said with exasperation. “ because you're never gonna touch them. never in your life so stop watching. ”

he knew it. losers like him didn't stand a chance with girls like you and that was what made him even hornier.

sick.

the slightest contact with you was enough to ignite him. and telling him that he had no chance of touching you or going out with you made his cock bigger.

" god, you're pathetic. ” you muttered before sitting next to him. “did you pee your pants ? you've got a stain. ” you whispered in his ear. “ i know what you are, cameron.”

but you were in a good mood today, so you wrote on a paper.

— meet me in the girls' bathroom upstairs. (I know how much you love this place. I'm even sure you have lots of photos of me in the cabins.)

you kissed him on the cheek. as you were looking down on him, he just gasped while swallowing hard as you were laughing out loud with your girlfriends.

you were waiting for him in the bathroom after class. it didn't take long for him to arrive. you had locked both of you in a cabin. he barely had time to open his mouth when you were already pulling down his pants to give him a blowjob.

his boxer was wet and covered with dried cum. it was so gross and god so disgusting. you couldn't believe yourself that you were about to do this.

“are yo..."

“Be quiet, Cameron. or i might kill you. ”

“ Please, you turn me on. ” he pleaded with a hard breath.

his dick was fat and hard, literally twitching under your touch as you tried to not think too much. he was already whimpering like a crybaby when you hadn't even touched him yet.

he was in heaven. you were like a goddess for him.

“ You really don't deserve me. and not even what i'm going to do to you. So you better not screw that moment because it's gonna be the first and last time a girl gonna ever touch you in your shitty life. ”

as soon as you touched it, his stomach clenched. you were so kind to do that for him. you only thought of yourself. your fingers moved speed around his shaft while his balls slapped against his muscular thighs in motion. he was hard since this morning, so it was hurting him so bad, to the point he was terribly miserable and unsteady, just waiting for your touch since he watched you this morning in the hallways.

he was shaky and breathy, drooling and moaning like a slut. and it was also ironic too because you were supposed to be the whore in general. but rafe cameron was one of the biggest bitch you ever seen.

he was a kook but he was so shitty.

“ i said be quiet. ” you ordered with a firm voice, tired of his whines. “ since you struggle to listen to me, i'm gonna put this in your mouth. better hold it tight with your teeth because if i hear another sound from you, i gonna take those high heels that you love to see me with and step on your dick with it. understand ? yea, i can give you real reasons to be noisy. "

you took off your underwear to stuff it in his mouth. you had hooked it tightly enough behind his head to keep him from dropping it.

when you wrapped your mouth around his cock, you felt him shudder as you began to suck him gently. you moved your mouth as far as possible until you felt his girth at the back of your throat. you had pushed your mouth to take all his inches, making in it fit between your lips. you were now full stuffed with his cock that was throatfucking you senseless.

you were licking and sucking, giving him the blowjob of his life. he started to foaming at the mouth over your panties, his drool dripping from his chin to the raging dick that filled you.

you were literally taking the saliva he was raining over you, giving no shit at this point. when he began to move his hips, guiding the pace while fucking your throat, and you let him do as he was driving himself between your lips. a hand was tangled in your hair, getting them messy. your tongue was so soft, the sweetest he ever felt.

his lower tummy was twitching, abs flexing deep to the feeling you gave him. a sloppy head that made him cum so fast, coating your lips with a splash of sperm, as he held the back of your neck, forcing you to gag over the fat length. you were still hot, but messy. your vision was blurred and your face was covered with his drop of white loads, and streams of saliva. mascara was dripping from your eyes, your lipstick was smudging on your cheeks and his cock, your mouth was damping with drool and small bubbles connected to his sticky soaked tip.

you sucked him again and he came five minutes later inside your throat. after that, he had stuck two fingers down your mouth. it was as if the roles had reversed for a moment because you were now his whore.

he had started to thrust in and out, free-using your cavity while you took his fingers deep in your mouth. they were big and wet, making you gurgle terribly. his digits felt even more thicker inside you. he was brushing them against your tongue, forcing you to take them and lick them until they were nice and clean.

when he was satisfied, you had collected your panties, getting ready to leave. “please, die now. it's so embarrassing for me. ” you looked down and your eyes widened. “i don't mean that to see you being even bigger, cameron. you're such a trash. ”

“ please, can i touch you ? ” he was whimpering to your ears.

“ think you deserve it ? ” you answered. “ because no, you can't. ”

he was under you, his grip so weak around your naked thigh, while he was pleading under his breath.

he was staring at you with desperate eyes that you agreed. “ but you're not gonna touch me. you're gonna watch only. you understand ? ”

he nodded, before getting on his knees. you took a seat in the cabin, and spread your legs, skirt on your knuckles. his hand was already on his cock, the tip leaking on the floor, as you opened your thighs wider to watch him losing his mind fully on the sight of your gleaming pussy.

you hate yourself for being so soaked that wetness was running down your skin. rafe was now jerking himself off, his heavy and shaky breathing escaping his lips. you had brought fingers against your pussy after having moistened them then you had started to play with your lower lips with your hand before starting to caress yourself. your legs were feverish because you had already shoved three fingers inside you.

rafe was obsessed. you managed to drive him crazy, to dehumanize him. he had lost control when you added another finger, making it seem like you could fit the whole hand. you were so naughty, but your moans were so sweet. then the way you squirmed as you fingered yourself made him sick and perverted. “ easy pretty, you can't cum before me. ”

but he couldn't take it anymore, he had soaked his hands from touching himself so much while he watched you fucked yourself with your fingers. “ c-can…i cum..please…” he was breathless, mouth running like a pup, eyes filled with tears as his hands were trembling over his throbbing dick. “ n-need…it…! ”

“ it's all you got, baby ? i'm disappointed. looks like someone doesn't really want to cum…” you teased, still playing with your insides.

he knew he was stupid but you made him even dumber. when it came to you, he had nothing in his head, no self-esteem, no dignity. your fingers worked hard in your insides. the wet sounds of your digits going back and forth in your plushy canal as he was stroking himself harder. his fingers were in rhythm with yours, matching the way they were moving in your pussy.

you were like a movie star. a fucking porn star. the one he's dreamed about in the dark of his room.

your cunt was clenching over your fingers, sliding in and out of the wetness that came from your walls. but you continued to push them deeper and deeper to bring you close. you feel your hips lifted up, your legs trembling and you find yourself on your tiptoes as you reach your digits further in your swollen cunt. rafe couldn't help himself, and moved from your place to lick at your pussy when your fingers were still inside you. he was eating you out at , tongue sticking at your drooling slit that he was lapping while golden stars were taking you away from reality. he was so needy, the way his voice was breaking into your pretty cunt. he spreaded your folds way with his tongue, lapping through the needy hole before starting to make sloppy licks. you could feel his heavy nose rubbing against your clit, stroking it gently as he was lapping and stretching your canal.

you had to admit, he was good and if you didn't have so much ego you would let him know. but instead, you let him continue, the weight of his tongue shoving inside you, forcing you to squirm as he tickled your sensitive bud with his face. he was thrusting in and out, letting you leak your juices on his chin.

he was so deep in the thing, twirling his tongue to feel all your insides, driving his mouth so deep that he could not miss the spot, hanging his jaw open to let your wetness drip down his chin.

he was about to pass out, living the dream of his life with you. the way your pulsing clit was rushing into his fat nose making him nuzzle stronger , slow back and forth to messy rubs. all your pussy was now so tough on him, stroking him harder, forcing him to gasp and wimps. you didn't make it stop because you were too selfish to care about what he felt.

his mouth was working on your slit, as your clit was still evilly running the sensitive spot of his nose, getting it all wet and red until you heard a small crack from the pressure. his nose was now bleeding but that didn't stop him from pleasuring you. he was still eating at your cunt, metallic taste added to the sweet of your hole. after a wild minute, his entire face was coated with blood and seeds as he cried harder, his hands tugging the skin of your hips.

his nose was bleeding against your bud, as a line of the red liquid was trailing over the opening of your cunt making a way to his driving tongue. he was buried inside your whole sucking you to depth with blood foaming under his teeth — so close to bleed into your folds.

when you exploded, his tongue still fucking you, he had been so quick to swallow it all.

“ it's not gonna happen twice…” you muttered, still a little dizzy. “And if you tell anyone, I’ll find you and kill you. And please, take a fucking shower, Cameron. ”

“ It's Rafe. ”

“ I know your name. I just don't care about it. ” you replied with a sigh. “ Now, i'm leaving. Stop, gooning yourself. It's so gross. ”

You began to walk away but you wanted to add something more.

“ Did you understand ? Nod your head…”

You smiled when he obeyed.

“Good boy, aren’t you Rafe ? ” you replied while gently slapping his heated cheek, before squeezing both of them between your fingers. “ You definitely are.” you said, watching his face blushing under your touch.

“ Y-y-es…”

“ So you will do anything for me…? ” You asked with a smile on your lips.

He nodded again.

Anything you wanted. Absolutely anything.

“ Fine…i'm gonna give you what you want. ”

“ What do you mean ? ”

“ That i'm gonna use you until i'm tired of you. It's my turn to have fun. But it will stay a secret between us of course. This is my number, and i better find you all submissive when i call you. ”

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mrsmnsn · 2 days ago

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I Got My Love To Keep Me Warm🎄✨❣️

summary: It’s your first time spending the holidays with your boyfriend and his uncle and it’s nothing but the perfect Christmas.

warnings: guys it is only a very fluffy christmas special, i hope you enjoy it. the reader and eddie are dating btw (if that counts:))

wc: 1.8k

Happy Christmas :)

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You woke up with a freezing foot pressing against your own feet. You squint and hear a giggle from the boy next to you. “I’m going to put my cold hands on your butt Eddie, get off.” You said with a grumpy tone and still waking up.

“No you won’t, cause if you do i’ll put my cold hands on your boobs. I’ll have to take my revenge.” He teases you but still places his hand on your cheek and smile at you like the sweet guy he is. “I’m sorry that i woke you up like that i couldn’t resist-“ You playfully push his hand and his face making him grab you tight into a hug, a way to keep you still. “I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to help me with some chores today, all christmas chores… What do you say?”

You open your eyes but you only see Eddie’s neck since he’s pressing his cheek on your forehead while he hugs you tight. “Christmas chores? Tell me more” Eddie knew you were going to be intrigued, you had that christmas spirit, always excited for ‘the most beautiful time of the year’.

“Well, my uncle is going to a christmas tree farm because, even though we don’t have a lot of money to put up with a big tree, Wayne have a friend from his old days that works in one of those farms and got a nice price on a nice tree.” As Eddie explained you got up on your elbows to listen to his story carefully. “So, while he goes there to pick up our tree, you can come get the ornaments with me so we can decorate later and also go to the grocery store to buy some ingredients for those recipes you wanted to make.”

You’re smiling without even noticing. Now you really woke up and were ready for everything. “That’s great Eds, of course i’ll go with you! You just described a perfect day!” Eddie also was smiling without even noticing now. He loved when you got all excited about the things you truly loved.

So you two got dressed and went on your little Christmas adventure. First you take the ornaments in the self storage Wayne keeps the things that don’t fit in the trailer (he recently got to pay the rent thanks to Eddie’s help and his hard-earned money), and they made the place look bigger. You took the two medium boxes and went to the grocery store that wasn’t that far away. The place was crowded, of course it would be, there were only two days left until Christmas.

“Do we really have to get those ingredients?” Eddie said looking at the big line of people inside the store. It was probably going to take a bit more than thirty minutes.

“We don’t have to, but without them i can’t make those desserts.” You replied a bit annoyed that everyone got the same idea as you. “But come on, it’s gonna be worth it i promise!” You pull Eddie into the store.

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When you got home, it was already afternoon. Wayne was already outside the trailer with the tree, cutting some twigs that expanded way too much. “Hey you two, what took you so long? Was it too hard to find the boxes?”

“Wayne you’re not gonna believe what happened there!” Eddie got out the van and started to tell the story excitedly. “I mean, we took only ten minutes to find the boxes, the real fun was in the market. The place was crowded, we started to get the missing ingredients when a lady tried to-“

“EDDIE! I told you… I told you not to say anything to your uncle.” You tried to mumble to him and your cheeks got red with embarrassment.

“What happened?” Wayne asked a bit concerned for the discrepancy in your reaction and Eddie’s.

“I’m sorry mr. Munson I- I was just… There was just a bit of a hustle in there because another woman tried to take the last container of cinnamon powder that was already in my hand and that was the most important ingredient in the recipes i wanted to make. So I got a bit carried away and-“

“She put the woman in her place, it was metal!” Eddie interrupted you and you cover your face with your hands.

“Eddie don’t be that dramatic, i was rude, yes, but only you and the lady heard what i said. I tried not to be too scandalous. At least she heard me and went her own way.” You got so stressed, the only thing you wanted to do is go back to your plans on making your christmas chores.

“I probably helped you scare her away. I gave her my bad guy look.” Eddie made that face again and you couldn’t help but fall into laughter. He was happy that he could pull a smile on your face after so much stress.

“That’s a story huh. It’s fine, just be careful with those type of ladies here in town, they not very nice.” He said giving you a small grin. Before Eddie could take you inside he stopped you again. “And hun’, you can quit the whole mr thing, you can call me Wayne, a’ right?” And you just replied with a grin and nod.

After that you just got back to your plans. You called your mom to let her know you were fine. Your family was spending Christmas at your grandparents house and you asked them if this year, you could spend the holidays with your boyfriend and his uncle. Miraculously they said yes. Now you were here, spending your first Christmas with Eddie (and also the first time you spent more than three days together) and you couldn’t be more excited. Everyday was being better than the one before.

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In the next day, the tree was all pretty and colorful on the little corner of their living room. You spent the day making dinner (a tradition of theirs, a simple dish, mac n’ cheese, which you also offered to make) and the classic desserts, the gingerbread cookies and your cinnamon rolls. Of course, the moment you started to bake, Eddie offered to help. So it’s been like this the whole day, you trying to teach Eddie how to cook. You could only laugh in each five seconds.

“Stop laughing you dork, help me!” Eddie said laughing his ass off too. He was trying his best and, it wasn’t so bad, it was just funny.

“Come on Eds, do it as i said.” You contain yourself and take his hand, helping him mix all the ingredients together. You could feel his heavy sight on you. “You have to concentrate.”

“I’m trying.” He recomposed himself and started to mix again. “You’re not helping though.”

“What? What am i doing?”

“Besides of laughing at my face at every five seconds…” You giggle at him “You’re way to pretty with your hair up like that, wearing my shirt and with flour all over your face.”

“What?” You run your hand on your face and it was actually dirty. Eddie was laughing at you, so you take your time to tell him how pretty he was. You take a bit of flour and throw it at him. He stoped, too stunned to speak and then open a mischievous grin. That meant ‘run’.

Regretting instantly, because Eddie always takes those jokes very seriously, you start running around.

“Wait, Eddie wait! Don’t turn the room into a mess.”

“You started it. It’s just life babe, when you do something, there’s a consequence.” He’s laughing too and you run outside, avoiding the possible big mess inside the trailer. But when you open the door you’re surprised by the cold breeze and the snow falling down.

You just stop to look around and up the sky to feel the snow on your skin. It was really really cold, but it was amazing. You feel Eddie behind you, remember what you were playing before, but his hands were free and were wrapping around your growing cold body. It felt like you just stood there for a second, but maybe you were there for a little longer.

“Isn’t it amazing?” You speak and your chin trembles. Eddie turns you to him so he could embrace you into a warm hug. “You’re so warm. And you’re smelling like gingerbread cookies.”

“I hope that’s a good thing.” He chuckled

“It is. You smell like home.”

After that, You finish all your chores, take a very warm and needed shower and you stay our little christmas together. You three have dinner first and now, voted by Eddie and Wayne, you should come spend every christmas with them because it was the best mac n’ cheese they’ve ever eaten. You talk about things from your year, the ups and downs, your favorite moments, all that while you prepared the goodies to watch a classic christmas movie, something that Eddie came up with. One of his favorite things to do if he was honest, he used to do that on halloween but he brought that tradition to christmas too, to add a bit more to your special night together.

If they ask you, it was a perfect christmas day. You loved every second of it, specially because you got to spend your favorite holiday with your favorite person. By the middle of the movie you were sleeping on Eddie’s lap. When he realized, he felt something inside him, a warm feeling contrasting with the cold weather that he was growing accustomed to more and more and he could never get tired of it. While looking at you, a million thoughts passed through his head but the main thing was, he was sure that he never wanted to let you go. He loved you to much to even think about it.

“What’s on your mind kiddo?” Wayne asked as if he was reading his mind. He was actually, but he was reading his expressions, full of love looking down at your sleeping body.

“Nothing…. Just think i really got lucky. There’s no way i would get her without a bit of luck.” He tried to make a joke up that uncomfortable moment he got caught.

“I think that she’s the one Ed. And I mean it.” Wayne said bringing Eddie’s attention to him. “It’s pretty obvious to anyone who’s out watching you guys as i did the last couple of days. The way she treats you like you just gave the world to her, the way she looks at you like you’re her prince. It’s special Eddie and it doesn’t happen twice. You know it.”

Eddie is stunned. He didn’t disagree with what his uncle said, but to have someone telling him that you’re feeling the same way he is, that it is visible…. it really caught him. He was overwhelmed even. To have his feelings reciprocated in the same intensity.

“I think so too Wayne.” Eddie turned back to look at you. “Shes my girl. Shes the one.”

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libingan · 12 hours ago

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merry christmas! 🎁🎄

here it is, people… the christmas fic!!!!! sorry if its so fucking corny it was funnier in my head

can someone please draw them wearing ugly sweaters i need it

the holidays were finally here, and you were determined to make this christmas with task force 141 one that none of you would ever forget. while most people spent the season relaxing and enjoying family time, you knew your family was a little different. the bond you shared with the team was unspoken, but it was there, and it had to be celebrated. and what better way to celebrate than with some over-the-top christmas sweaters?

for weeks, you worked tirelessly to create the most garish, ridiculous sweaters you could think of. your needles clicked, glittered buttons and pom-poms strewn across your workspace, and christmas music blared in the background as you tried your best to make something that was both fun and festive. but in all honesty? the result was so catastrophically ugly that it could only be described as an art form.

soap’s sweater was a brilliant lime green, decorated with a mismatched, wonky santa face, complete with googly eyes that jiggled and wobbled as he moved. ghost’s sweater was black, of course, in keeping with his usual aesthetic, but it was covered in neon-red snowflakes and the words “silent night, deadly night” in garish gold lettering. price’s sweater was navy blue, with a slightly crooked reindeer stitched onto the front, its antlers weighted down by jingly plastic bells that rang with every move he made. gaz’s was a bright red abomination, with a patchwork christmas tree that looked like it had been made by a blindfolded toddler. the tree was adorned with buttons, glitter, and tiny battery-powered fairy lights that blinked in a chaotic, seizure-inducing pattern. and yours? well, yours was a glittery train wreck—candy-cane stripes, mismatched pom-poms, and snowflakes that you’d glued on so haphazardly that some were already starting to peel off.

you waited anxiously, a grin spread wide across your face, as you handed the sweaters out to the team. soap was the first to laugh, an obnoxious, joyful sound that filled the room. “bloody brilliant!” he declared, already slipping it over his head. gaz eagerly followed, adjusting the blinking lights on his sweater with a wide grin. “it’s ugly as hell, but it’s festive!” he cheered, playfully tugging on his sleeves.

but when price looked at the sweater you handed him, his brow furrowed, and he crossed his arms, clearly unimpressed. “this is ridiculous,” he muttered. ghost was even more nonchalant, barely even looking at his sweater. “i’m not wearing that,” he stated simply, his mask hiding any trace of emotion.

you felt your heart sink at their disapproval. you had spent so much time making these sweaters, and now it seemed like your grand idea was going to fall flat. you tried to hide your disappointment, but it was impossible to mask the way your shoulders slumped and the way the grin on your face faded into a frown.

soap, ever the optimist, was quick to notice. “c’mon, lads,” he said, throwing an arm around your shoulders. “it’s christmas. don’t leave her hanging like that.” gaz nodded along, nudging ghost’s side. “yeah, don’t be such buzzkills. we’re doing this for fun.”

price sighed, rubbing his temple. “fine,” he said, clearly resigned to the idea, though you could see he wasn’t thrilled about it. ghost, after a long moment of silent contemplation, muttered a low curse and finally relented. “fine,” he growled, pulling the sweater over his head with a scowl. “but don’t expect me to smile for any damn photos.”

you couldn’t help but beam as the team finally agreed. “thank you,” you whispered, relieved and a little giddy. the fact that they were willing to humor you meant more than you could put into words.

the photo shoot began with a sense of awkwardness, but it quickly turned into something far more ridiculous than anyone had imagined. you set up a makeshift photo booth in the corner of the common area. christmas lights twinkled in every direction, and a small, crooked tree stood beside you, barely hanging onto its plastic glory. soap insisted on decorating it with tinsel and a few odd-looking ornaments he’d found lying around the base, including a couple of empty bullet casings.

the first shot was a classic group pose. soap threw an arm around your shoulder, his face lit up with a grin that could rival the sun. gaz stood beside you, striking a finger-gun pose with a cocky smirk, his sweater lights flashing erratically. price and ghost stood behind you, stiff and reluctant, but still part of the scene. price gave a half-smile that was more out of politeness than enjoyment, while ghost’s body language screamed discomfort, but he didn’t look entirely miserable.

the second shot was even more chaotic. soap, in a moment of pure genius, turned his sweater around so santa’s googly eyes stared blankly at the camera. ghost, ever the minimalist, crossed his arms, giving a deadpan expression as he tilted his head, pretending to be menacing. gaz tangled himself in his sweater lights as if they were trying to strangle him, and you knelt in front of him, holding a candy cane like it was an ancient weapon.

for the third photo, you decided to switch it up. this time, you all got creative with silly props you’d found around the base. soap grabbed a small santa hat and dramatically placed it on your head, pulling you into a ridiculous pose where he pretended to be your personal bodyguard. gaz stood beside you, holding an oversized candy cane like it was a weapon, while you struck a playful pose, holding up a mug filled with what was definitely not eggnog but still looked festive. ghost and price, unable to resist the chaos any longer, found themselves joining in as well. ghost raised a plastic cup as if toasting to the absurdity of it all, and price, ever the soldier, saluted with his mug.

and then came the final shot, the crowning glory of the evening. soap and gaz carefully lifted your legs while price took the middle, and ghost reluctantly held your shoulders. you struck a triumphant pose, arms thrown in the air like you’d just conquered the world. soap joked, “light as a feather, lass. guess we’ve been lifting too much.”

you couldn’t help but laugh. this was the moment you had dreamed of—a memory you would cherish forever.

the photo session finally came to a close, but you weren’t quite done yet. you stepped forward, cupping each of their faces gently as you planted a kiss on each of their cheeks. soap, never one to shy away from affection, let out a loud laugh and gave you a playful wink. gaz blushed, his smile turning sheepish as he muttered a quiet thank you. price gave you a resigned but soft look, and ghost—stoic as ever—simply leaned into the kiss, his body language telling you more than his words ever could.

“merry christmas,” you whispered, feeling your heart swell with warmth.

“merry christmas,” soap said, grinning widely. gaz and price both offered quiet chuckles, and even ghost nodded slightly, his mask hiding the faintest hint of a smile.

it wasn’t a picture-perfect holiday—far from it—but in that moment, surrounded by your favorite people in the ugliest sweaters ever created, it was exactly what christmas should be: fun, silly, and filled with love.

after the photos were taken, you couldn’t bear for them to be tucked away somewhere forgotten. instead, you had one framed—the last photo, the one where they were all carrying you in their arms like a queen. you decided it would be perfect to hang it somewhere everyone could see, so you found a spot in the mess hall. it wasn’t glamorous, but it was home, and it was filled with laughter and memories. and now, every time the team passed by that spot, they’d see the ridiculous photo—and remember the holiday you all shared.

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