#I think both of them are intensely curious about the other's body and i mean that in the most literal sense possible

[angelbitezzz]

A human and a monster are both curious about the other's anatomy

[unboundprompts]

Hello! Can you help me and/or give me examples of how to write a pre-teen? Specifically a slightly mature for their age but still socially-awkward, selfless, empathetic, extroverted 10-year-old

How to Write a Pre-Teen

Voice and Language

Simple but specific vocabulary: Pre-teens might not use very complex words, but they often know and throw in some “big words” they’ve recently learned or mimic words they hear adults use. Don’t overdo it, though—they’ll often misapply or half-understand these terms, which can create natural, humorous moments.

“It’s totally, like, a catastrophe that I forgot my project.”

Expressive dialogue: Pre-teens are enthusiastic and often exaggerate. They can also shift quickly between emotions, from excitement to frustration.

“That was the best movie ever!” might turn into “Actually, I mean, it was kinda boring in some parts, but, you know, overall…”

Thoughtful yet blunt: Kids this age often haven’t fully learned the “filters” adults use. They can be direct and say things that are surprisingly insightful or unexpectedly honest.

Thoughts and Perspective

Developing identity and opinions: They’re beginning to form their own beliefs but still echo the views of family, teachers, or friends.

“Mom says people should never lie, but I wonder if little lies are okay if they help people feel better…”

Questioning and introspective moments: Pre-teens are curious about life, relationships, and “big ideas.” They may ask questions, but sometimes keep their deep thoughts to themselves, exploring them internally.

“If friends are supposed to be there for each other, why do I feel alone even when they’re around?”

Struggle with abstract concepts: At this age, they’re just beginning to understand abstract ideas like justice or friendship but often approach them in straightforward, literal ways.

Behavior and Actions

Impulsivity and energy: They might shift quickly between activities and emotions, getting distracted or excited without much control over it. They may also blurt out ideas or act before thinking, especially if they’re extroverted.

For instance, a character might immediately jump up to help someone even if they aren’t sure what to do, or they might “borrow” something without fully considering the consequences.

Physical awkwardness: Pre-teens can be a bit clumsy as they’re still growing into their bodies. This can lead to endearing, awkward moments.

They might knock something over, trip over their own feet, or feel self-conscious in ways that show they’re still figuring themselves out physically as well as socially.

Friendships and Social Dynamics

Navigating social rules: Pre-teens are very aware of social “rules” but may not fully understand them. This is an age when they care a lot about what their friends think, but they’re also just beginning to question these dynamics.

A pre-teen might want to befriend the “cool” kids but feel conflicted when they realize their values don’t align. Or they may try too hard to impress friends and feel self-conscious afterward.

Conflicted loyalties: Friendships are often intense at this age, and they might struggle with conflicting feelings if friends argue or if they feel left out.

“I really like hanging out with Sarah, but I know Emma doesn’t. Maybe if I can make them both laugh, we could all just… get along?”

Small gestures: Pre-teens often show they care in understated ways, like sharing snacks, giving a small gift, or cheering someone up when they’re down. For a socially-awkward pre-teen, these gestures may come out clumsy but sweet.

Insecurity and Self-Awareness

Self-consciousness mixed with bravery: Pre-teens often fluctuate between trying to fit in and wanting to stand out. They might do something brave but then doubt themselves or quickly retreat if things don’t go as planned.

For instance, a character might volunteer to speak in front of the class only to feel panicked once they’re in the spotlight.

Hyper-awareness of themselves and others: They’re beginning to notice how others perceive them and may get flustered easily or worry about little things, like if their clothes look okay or if they sounded silly.

“I shouldn’t have laughed like that… I bet everyone thought I sounded so weird.”

Joking as a defense: Pre-teens often use humor to cope, covering up their awkwardness or discomfort by making jokes.

Reactions to Conflict and Emotion

Quick emotional shifts: They might go from laughing to frustrated to embarrassed in just a few minutes. They feel emotions intensely and may have outbursts or react strongly to things adults might dismiss as minor.

Heroic ideals vs. real-world disappointments: Many pre-teens have an idealized view of right and wrong, fairness, and heroism, and they may be disappointed when things don’t align with these ideals. They’re just starting to understand that people aren’t all good or all bad.

“I don’t get it… why would she lie about something like that? Friends are supposed to be honest!”

[madamechrissy]

My first kiss went a little like this

Pairings: Satoru Gojo x reader

Short drabble- SFW-lil suggestive- 800 WC- arranged marriage, jujutsu world, you can break Gojo's barrier, there is kissing, sweet, fluffy, emotional!

Satoru Gojo was the strongest.

But you, his new wife?

"Again, please please!" Satoru's got blue puppy dog eyes at you, you giggle a bit at him, shaking your head while he's about to head out the door on another mission, everyone thinks that all the kisses could make Satoru weaker, but he disagrees, and you're sorely tempted.

"You know what they say-"

"Please." He pouts his pretty pink lips at you, and you sigh, cupping his perfect face in your hands, feeling your heart racing as you lean up on your tip toes.

You've been married for just a couple of weeks and are still getting used to each other, married sight unseen.

But when you saw Satoru standing there, so powerful and tall, with his blindfold on, you'd been so worried. What was it with that!? Did he not wanna even look at you!? And you've heard all about the six eyes and the power he holds, you've heard he's cocky from listening to meetings with the higher ups, you've heard he's trouble.

But that night, when he'd taken you into his fancy penthouse for the night, and took off that blindfold? When he'd leaned close and teasingly whispered-

"Go ahead, try to touch me." You had flushed from your nerves, being promised to Gojo you had no life experience when it came to dating anyone.

"Try to touch you, what do you mean? You'll just put up a barrier." You say, and he grinned, bright white teeth, leaning against the wall and brushing long fingers down your bare shoulders.

"Nah, give it your best shot. If you beg I'll even kiss ya." You glare now, he is chuckling at you, before he freezes, when you lean up, yanking him by his dark blue suit jacket, slamming his lips against yours, in what is your first kiss.

He's frozen there, but you realize he must have let his barrier down, he must want this, especially when his big hands drift over the network of beads on your dress, pressing against your waist. He moans softly, pressing you close against his hard body, the intensity making you dizzy. You both gasp for air when he pulls back, eyes wide in shock.

"What did you... what was that, missy hmm!?" You blink a bit, trying to gather your thoughts.

"It was... a kiss?"

"No, my barrier you... what..."

"Didn't you let it down? I thought you wanted me to." You get emotional then, blinking rapidly, Satoru exhales, then turns you, brushing your hair off your back over your shoulders, you tremble as he starts to unzip your bodice, kissing your shoulders with plump lips. You gasp in pleasure, eyes fluttering shut.

"I do want you to kiss me, but I didn't... you are the only person that can touch me through it." You look back in surprise, he's towering over you but you feel safe, curious, you feel desire, for a stranger, for your husband.

"I still only want to touch you if you want me to." He turns you back, your dress falling down your shoulders, before he kisses you again, deeper, you cry out into his sweet lips, like the cake he nibbled on earlier, his hands press on your bare skin.

"I want you to."

You bring yourself back to the present, feeling the heat of his body against you as you kiss him, the higher ups say you distract Satoru too much from his missions, so you're essentially forbidden from doing much together, but it's not as if either of you listen. Plus, you couldn't live with yourself if you didn't kiss him thorougly before every single mission.

"I... Satoru I love you." You haven't said it yet, it's so new, his lips part in a gasp, before he slams them back on yours, pressing you against the door now, picking you up in his arms.

"You do!?" He asks, so cute you giggle, nodding, arms around his neck as your thighs press on slender hips.

"I do." Like your vows, you whisper the words, and Satoru grins so big it melts you, pecking kisses all over as his phone goes off, as Dean Yaga is demanding him to come help, as he needs to save the world again and again. You feel emotional, tears falling down your cheeks.

"I love you too." You sob now, and his thin white brows furrow. "You're crying baby?"

"S-sorry, yes. I just really... worry..."

"Shh, I'm the strongest you know. Except when it comes to you." You both kiss again, he is vulnerable for you, and you for him, in the quiet little moments in Satoru's fancy penthouse, your heart feels so full. "I can be a little late, yeah?"

"Satoru!" He pouts again, you grin now. "Just a little."

This was a lil inbox request!!! Hope you enjoy the fluff!!

[blushlambs]

need virgin stanford art with a virgin reader, both so inexperienced and curious, eager to explore each other’s bodies. art’s thoughts were relatively pure, driven by a genuine desire to make love to her, to hold her close and take it slow. after all, he doesn’t want to hurt her. patrick’s tainted his brain with his sick fetish for fucking virgins, said there was something satisfying about corrupting them, making them bleed? the thought had horrified art then, and it horrifies him now.

it’s too bad she is just so desperately begging to be fucked. her little brain decayed from a porn addiction begun too young, just so eager to try everything she’s been programmed to crave. her brain goes straight to his cock bruising the back of her throat, mascara staining her cheeks while he grips the back of her ponytail. she thinks art’s sudden interest in her must mean he wants her sweet face in his ass, massaging his balls with saliva and jerking him raw like a little degenerate.

it’s abundantly clear that they have different motives when art finally decides he’s ready to lose his virginity.

she’s straddling his lap, grinding on his semi. he’s peppering chaste kisses along her shoulders, his knuckles white from gripping the bedsheets. “art, please just fucking touch me.” she whines. he gasps slightly when she rips his hand from the bed and places it around her throat. “uh.. would that not hurt you?” he asks naively. “don’t fuckin’ care.. just do it.”

art can’t fathom why you’d want that. was that something girls were into? having lived with his grandma, he’d never been exposed to proper sex ed, let alone porn. he hesitantly tightens his grip anyways.

“need it so bad, art. i need you to give it to me. please baby please. i’ll take it all. promise.” she chokes out, her voice desperate. she whimpers in his ear, her hands frantically fumbling with his belt, swiftly undoing it. the intensity of her need catches him off guard. he’s almost appalled. “are you actually a virgin?” he questions her, voice laced with doubt. “of course i’m a fucking virgin, why?” she snaps back, a glimpse of defiance in her eyes.

“then how do you know what you’re doing?” she pauses, locking eyes with him, a mix of frustration and impatience flashing across her face. “we’re having sex art, it’s not exactly rocket science.” his heart sank, he shouldn’t have asked. what a fucking loser.

(part 2) (part 3)

[serxinns]

hey can you do a Yandere class1a x fem zombie reader she a shy zombie not good with words and sometimes loses her body parts but can attach them back on🥰

A/n: sorry for the wait enjoy! (Procrastinating is a bitch)

They'll think your the sweetest thing ever! And they'll do exactly everything and I mean everything to keep you happy!

On the 1st day of school you didn't talk with anyone so you avoided them to not deal with any drama and bullying the class was confused wondering why this sweet little thing wasn't hanging around with them so after weeks of getting you to hang out making signs and signals that you could need to join their activities all you did was politely declined and went off your way, the more you decline the more desperate they were untill Tokoyami the underrated student he is decided to go up and talk with you

"Hey.." "Oh hello.." the two of you quietly said as he sat down into his assigned desk which was next to you the class observed curious about what was tokoyami up to, "Oh you like saiki k?" He said as he saw your Keychain on your phone "yea it's a pretty funny anime plus i think the main character is pretty relatable" tokoyami nodded in response "I'm a but of a fan of that anime and their jokes are pretty funny especially the dark reunion one"

During the period you started to get comfortable with tokoyami due to his quiet and and mysterious nature while the class watched in jealousy glaring at the bird man trying to figure out how to make you come out of your shell infront of them

Kirishima was complementing your fighting style and always asking you out to jog with him or invite you to eat out sometimes bakugo will join which made you a but uncomfortable but you brushed it off but you always felt some sort of intensity aura around the 2 boys

The next was Mina and Ochako both were very clingy when it came to you but tried to respect your boundaries but they couldn't help it! Everything about you was do adorable they couldn't resist!, that was untill one day when you were training you were sparing with bakugo and he use his quirk move he didnt realized your head came off rolling away everyone freaked out even bakugo froze up

"Ugh.." you groaned as your body walked up towards your head and reattached it everyone was still stunned and became silent for a few seconds untill iida walked up towards you with a worried expression "y/n are you ok do you need to go to recovery girl!" He said while doing his air chops "no it's fine it happens.." you quickly said as you slowly walked away feeling bad about scaring the poor teens that's when thenrest of the class decided that they needed to keep watch of you!

Ever since the incident they never leave you alone which irrated you always asking you questions about it and denki or sero always taking off your limbs and running away with them untill iida, kiri, or bakugo catches up to them and bonk them on the head and scolding them

Izuku on the other hand would ask you a million questions about your quirk and insisted thst his dorm was always the right place to study you in so nobody would interupt his alone time study session with you don't you know it's important that he needs to know everything about you for your safety? He also gives you his lucky all might Keychain so it's a win win

Ochako and Mina was the worse always purposely bumping in to you making your limbs fall off or floating one of your limbs away to your annoyance whenever you politely tell them off they'll stop for a few days or even up a week if your very serious about it but will start up again using excuses like " I forget!" Or "my bad I won't do it again!"

If anyone dare make one dirty glance at you or even make a comment about your situation they'll make sure their limbs actually fall off like yours but the difference is it'll be possible to reattached

Youre theirs to pamper, love and pick at and that's final they'll never let their little zombie darling go~

[insidekatmind]

Under the Sun and Secrets~Pope Heyward

Warning: +18, smut, english is not my first language.

The sun shone high over the Outer Banks, illuminating the turquoise sea that gently crashed against the beach. You, a kook with your shiny hair and perfect tan, were with your friends, talking about fashion and gossip. Laughter mixed with the sound of the waves, but your attention was elsewhere.

Pope Heyward, a pogue with a serious and determined demeanor, was fishing a short distance away. His muscles were taut beneath his shirt, and the way he focused on his task made your heart race. Despite the differences between your worlds, you felt an irresistible connection with him.

After a few chance encounters on the beach, your conversations became more frequent. Every glance, every word exchanged, increased the tension between you. One afternoon, as you walked along the shore, Pope stopped and looked you in the eyes.

"You’re different from the others," he said, a mischievous smile on his face. "In a good way, I mean."

You blushed, knowing how forbidden your feelings were. "And you’re more than just a pogue," you replied, your heart racing.

Your relationship with Pope had become a well-kept secret. Your meetings grew more frequent, away from the curious gazes of the kooks and the prejudices of the pogues. One afternoon, under a starlit sky, you found yourselves on a deserted beach. The waves whispered softly, and the atmosphere was charged with tension.

"I can’t believe we’re here," Pope said, his voice low and intense. "And yet, it feels so right."

You moved closer, your heart pounding as your gazes met. Without thinking twice, you kissed him. It was sweet and intense, a moment you wished you could capture forever.

You and Pope continued to kiss as you began to straddle him as you began kissing intensely.

“you are so beautiful y/n” Pope said softly as he slid his hands up your hips and you felt your heart pounding with the feelings you had for him. You started to move on him to tease him and he groaned as he squeezed your hips. You watched as you took off his shirt and took off your shirt too, leaving your bikini on display and he groaned when you began to lower your head to his neck and began to suck and kiss the skin of his neck.

“y/n” Pope moaned and you smiled into his neck “shh relax” you told him as you started to move on him again while feeling how hard his cock was. You both moaned as you felt your privates clashing with every move and he started playing with the button of your shorts as he took them off along with your panties and you took off his trousers. When you took off his boxers you moaned when you saw how big and hard his cock was.

“you are so big” you told him and lowered your head onto his cock as you continued to make little licks and give little kisses to his cock tip as you started moving your right hand up his shaft. You slowly eased his cock into your mouth as he moaned your name and rested a hand on your silky hair.

You started to push your hips feeling that he was coming and you encouraged him to come by touching his balls and trying to take more and more of his cock while he moaned loudly. “I'm coming y/n” he warned you and you increased your licking and sucking and he came hard in your mouth. He closed his eyes trying to catch his breath while still with his hand on your head stroking your hair.

When he reopened his eyes he pulled you back onto his lap, straddling you again and you felt your privates touching as you kissed again. You raised your hips a little as you aligned yourself with Pope's cock as you slowly went down and sighed feeling it too big and wide. In the meantime, Pope caressed your hips, sighing softly.

"So good at taking my cock, baby. You're almost halfway to taking it all," Pope said as he continued to rub your hips to encourage you. You whimpered and closed your eyes, focusing on taking deep breaths and relaxing.

Pope couldn't help but look down between your bodies, watching his cock slowly disappear into your tight heat. “You're almost there baby” he said in a low voice due to his arousal. When he finally bottomed out, you let out a moan of pain and he closed his eyes, trying not to go too fast already. “Such a good girl . You're doing so well, darling." He murmured softly, leaning down to kiss you softly.

You shifted slightly as you moved trying to get proper footing as you leaned on his shoulders. You began to take slow, gentle breaths as you began to move slowly while trying to adjust to his length. He groaned feeling how your pussy was clenching around his cock.

“That's it. You're doing well love" He said encouraging you. His voice slow and deep. Every time you squeezed his cock he would close his eyes and bite the inside of his cheek as he tries to regulate his breathing. You moan softly against his bare chest, the his heat radiates from you as his fingers slowly caress your ass as he made relaxing circles on you While you were riding him you were looking at him while you were giving him those innocent eyes that you know full well he can't resist faster and he gave you a hand pushing his cock into you harder and that caused the sound of your skin slapping together and you moaned loudly as you screamed and moved more and more needy.

“please Pope, I want more” you begged him and he changed the position, making you put yourself underneath and him on top of you as he pushed you harder while you screamed and scratched his back while you couldn't form a coherent word .

“Your cock feels so good” you said whimpering as he groaned feeling your pussy squeezing him tighter and tighter knowing you were coming. Two more thrusts and he brought you to the edge as you moaned loudly. Pope raised his cock into your pussy and you whimpered at the lack of contact. He immediately flipped you over putting your ass in the area as he slammed his cock into you pushing you hard and you both moaned. Each of his thrusts gave you a slap in the ass that made you moan again and made you come again, for the second time while you tried to scratch something feeling too much pleasure. Pope was about to come, you knew it, you threw yourself back accompanying his thrusts while you continued to moan.

“Pope come inside me please” you said begging, hearing this he moaned and pushed himself harder inside you while taking some of your hair while pulling it and you moaned loudly while he with other thrusts came inside of you tea.

When he pulled out of you you both laid back down as you were both trying to catch your breath.

“best day of my life” you said making Pope chuckle as he kissed your forehead softly. You loved that boy.

[oliwrites]

Secrets

my masterlist <3

relationship: loki x reader

genre: smut

summary: you’ve been staying on asgard for some time now, secretly lusting for loki all whilst dating his older brother, thor. one day, you find him alone in the library…

warnings: SMUT (18+, minors dni), little plot, mostly porn (sorry not sorry), slight mention of cheating, slight degrading, fingers doing… things… (f receiving), mention of the devils tango,

word count: idk :(

NOT PROOFREAD— SORRY FOR ANY MISTAKES

p.s. hi guys i’m back :)

In the dimly lit library of Asgard, the scent of ancient books and the faint glow of enchanted lanterns set a mysterious atmosphere. Loki stood by a tall shelf, his fingers brushing over the spines of old tomes. He was deep in thought, his emerald eyes reflecting the flickering light.

You entered quietly, not wanting to disturb the prince. But the soft creak of the wooden floorboards betrayed your presence. Loki turned, a sly smile curling on his lips as he saw you.

"Couldn't stay away, could you?" he teased, his voice a silky whisper.

You felt a flush rise to your cheeks but stood your ground. "I was just curious about what you're reading."

Loki stepped closer, the air between you charged with an electric tension. "Curiosity can be dangerous," he murmured, his gaze locking onto yours. "But I suppose I could share a secret or two."

He reached out, his fingers brushing against your hand. The contact sent a shiver down your spine. Loki's touch was cool, yet it burned with an intensity that left you breathless. He leaned in, his lips close to your ear.

"There's much more to these stories than meets the eye," he whispered, his breath warm against your skin. "But I'm more interested in unraveling the mysteries you hold."

Your heart raced as he pulled back slightly, his eyes searching yours. The distance between you closed, and you could feel the magnetic pull of his presence. Loki's hand moved to cup your cheek, his thumb gently tracing the line of your jaw.

"Tell me," he said softly, his voice like velvet. "What secrets do you hide?"

Loki's question hung in the air, the silence between you thick with anticipation. Your breath hitched as you struggled to find words. His touch was intoxicating, and the intensity of his gaze made it hard to think clearly.

"Secrets?" you echoed, your voice barely more than a whisper. "I don't know what you mean."

Loki's smile deepened, a mix of amusement and something darker.

"Oh, but I think you do," he replied.

"Everyone has secrets, things they hide even from themselves. It's what makes them intriguing."

He moved even closer, his body almost brushing against yours.

The heat from his presence was overwhelming, and you felt your resolve slipping. Loki's hand slid from your cheek to the back of your neck. his finger tangling gently in your hair.

"I can see it in your eyes," he murmured, his lips inches from yours. "The longing, the desire. You try to hide it, but it's there. Tell me, what is it you want?"

Your heart pounded in your chest, and you knew there was no use in denying it any longer. "You," you admitted, your voice trembling. "I want you, Loki."

His eyes darkened with satisfaction, and he closed the distance between you, his lips capturing yours in a kiss that was both tender and fierce. The world around you seemed to vanish as his kiss deepened, his hand tightening in your hair.

Loki's other hand found your waist, pulling you closer against him. You could feel the hard planes of his body through the thin fabric of your clothes, and it ignited a fire within you. Your hands instinctively moved to his chest, fingers curling into the soft fabric of his tunic.

He broke the kiss, his breath ragged, and rested his forehead against yours. "You have no idea how long l've wanted this," he confessed, his voice rough with emotion.

"Then don't stop," you whispered, your voice filled with urgency. "I need you, Loki."

With a growl of desire, Loki captured your lips again, his kiss more demanding this time. He lifted you effortlessly, pressing you against the bookshelf as his hands roamed over your body. You clung to him, your fingers tangled in his dark hair, lost in the sensation of his touch.

The library, with its ancient secrets and forgotten stories, became the backdrop to your passion. In that moment, nothing else mattered but the two of you, intertwined in a dance of desire and longing.

The weight of Loki's body against yours pressed you firmly against the bookshelf, and the ancient wood creaked under the strain. His kisses trailed from your lips down your neck, each touch igniting a spark that spread warmth through your entire being.

Loki's hands roamed possessively, memorizing the curves and lines of your body as if he wanted to etch them into his memory forever.

His touch was both gentle and demanding, as though he was savoring every moment but couldn't get enough.

"You drive me mad," Loki breathed against your skin, his voice thick with desire. "I've tried to resist, but it's impossible when you're near."

You gasped as his teeth grazed the sensitive skin of your collarbone. "Then don't resist," you urged, your own hands exploring the lean muscles of his back. "Give in, Loki."

His response was a low, guttural sound of approval as he captured your lips once more in a searing kiss. His fingers deftly worked at the fastenings of your clothing, each piece falling away to reveal more of you. The cool air of the library contrasted sharply with the heat of his touch, making you shiver with anticipation.

Loki paused for a moment, his eyes drinking in the sight of you.

There was something almost reverent in his gaze, as if he couldn't believe you were real.

"You're exquisite," he murmured, his voice filled with awe. “No wonder my brother is with you”

You shake off that last comment, your mind set on having Loki, even if it is just one time. You reached out, your fingers tracing the sharp angles of his jaw before moving down to the laces of his tunic. "Let me see you," you whispered, your voice trembling with need.

With a smirk, Loki complied, shedding his clothes until he stood before you, every inch of him radiating power and allure. You marveled at the sight, your breath catching in your throat. His body was a masterpiece, every line and curve perfect.

“Like what you see?” He grins as he teases you.

“Yes…” You reply, running your dainty hands up his broad chest.

Loki closed the distance between you, his hands framing your face as he kissed you deeply. The hunger in his kiss matched your own, and you felt the last remnants of your self-control slip away. You wanted him, needed him, and nothing else mattered, not even your clueless boyfriend.

He lifted you effortlessly, guiding you to a nearby table that was cluttered with scrolls and books.

With a sweep of his hand, he cleared the surface, sending papers fluttering to the floor. He laid you down gently, his body covering yours as he kissed you with a fervor that left you breathless.

Your hands roamed over his back, your nails digging into his skin as he trailed kisses down your neck and across your chest. Every touch sent waves of pleasure through you, and you arched into him, desperate for more.

Loki's hand slid down your body, his fingers tracing patterns on your skin that left you trembling.

Then his finger gently touches your clit, swiveling around the little bud, collecting all of your arousal at the same time. You could feel him grin against your neck when he slid a finger in, causing your back to arch, your chest pressing against his and an uncontrollable moan to fall from your lips.

“Fuck… so wet… so… tight…” he grunts to himself, “I wonder what you’d feel like around my cock…” he adds on, moving his finger at a slow— a painfully slow— pace all while curling his finger up in a “come hither” motion.

“Please…” you whine, wanting to feel more, wanting to feel him.

“So greedy… like a desperate whore…” He grunts as he adds a second finger, relishing in the feel of you clenching around him, “look at that… you’re practically sucking me in, darling…” he teases as he watches his fingers go in and out of your slick heat.

“Loki…” you whine, writhing around in his arms as your hips buck against his hand, causing the sound of slapping to ring throughout the archaic library in the most delicious way, “I’m… I’m close… please… please let me cum,” you plead him.

“Why would I stop?” He smirks wickedly as he pummels his fingers into your heat, all while curling his fingers— pressing into the right spot— causing you to fall apart around his fingers, soaking his hand.

Loki removes his hand, sucking his fingers clean— maintaining eye contact with you the entire time.

“Mmm… now I can see why Thor keeps you around…” he remarks.

“Wait— shit… Thor…” you go pale as you realize that you just cheated on your boyfriend… with his little brother, “Loki… I’m begging you…”

“No need to beg, pet. This is our dirty little secret…” He speaks in a low, rough voice.

“Thank you—”

“Only if you come by my chambers tonight… I fear I’m not done with you yet…”

——

@lokisgoodgirl @divine-knight-hand @asgards-princess-of-mischief

[artificial-transmutations]

Two sides of the same coin - Buddies

"Yoooo Pete!", Tom shouted across the whole gym floor. He had just spotted his workout partner and waved.

"Hey! What's up?", Peter called back from where he was working out.

Tom walked towards him, wearing only his red gym shorts, showing off his toned body. Both of them would qualify for the dictionary entry of "jock": Both were young men in their twenties who met over their obsession with working out, drinking and picking up girls. Tom was the larger one of them both and had medium length blonde dyed hair, while Peter was half a head shorter and not quite as bulky as Tom. Still, both of them had definitely bodies that turned a lot of heads - and they knew that well.

"Are you doing anything later?", Tom asked the other jock after they had said hello with a short hug. Emphasis was on short, of course, since neither of them wanted to come across as gay.

"I don't think so," replied Peter. "Why?"

"Care for a post-workout beer?" suggested Tom.

"Sure." Peter responded, "But we will have to earn that first!"

"Yeah, let's go work out some more then," agreed Tom enthusiastically.

The workout was long and intense, with Tom and Peter spotting for each other in tandem. Back in the locker room, as Peter was waiting for Tom to finish his shower - the gym showers were pretty small and there was a mutual understanding between them that they would absolutely not shower together, that was gay shit - he spotted something on the floor under a bench. Curious, he bent down and picked it up: It was an old coin that looked like a silver dollar or maybe even a quarter.

"Nice", he said to himself and pocketed the coin, not realizing it vanished once he put it in his pocket. Tom finished his shower quickly afterwards and they both headed for Tom's apartment. It was close to the gym and a good place to enjoy a beer.

As usual, when they entered the apartment, it was sparkly clean. Both buddies were neat-freaks, and it was way easier to bring home girls that way. Peter flopped down on the designer couch and looked expectantly at Tom. "You mentioned beer?"

"Yeah, sure," Tom answered, going into the kitchen and opening the fridge door. He pulled out two bottles of cold beer and handed one bottle to Peter. "Cheers!" They clinked their bottles and took a sip.

Peter liked this kind of beer very much: It wasn't too bitter but still full of flavor. "So how are things with your new neighbor?", he made casual conversation. "The hot one", he added for not-needed clarification.

Tom smiled. "She's nice," he said, taking another swig of his beer. "Aaand really hot. Did I mention she left her door open while changing last week when I came home? She didn't seem to care if anyone saw..."

"Wow!", exclaimed Peter in disbelief. "And you're telling me you haven't fucked her yet?"

"Well, no... But I'm planning to." He took another sip of his beer before going on: "I mean, have you looked at her boobs? Just the right size!"

Peter had felt horny since they exited the gym, and his buddies graphic description didn't make things better. He tried to casually readjust himself to hide his boner. "They're nice, yeah. But what about the ass?" He asked curiously.

Tom nodded, thinking about her tight little bubble butt. "Yeah, she has a great booty. And she's got a killer rack, too."

God, Peters cock was throbbing. What was wrong? A little dirty talk didn't usually excite him so much. He reached down to his groin to readjust himself again, shivering slightly as he touched his cock through his shorts. His friends' comments made him feel strangely aroused, almost as if he would get a hardon just from looking at her.

"What is it with you today?", Tom finally asked, noticing the change in his friend's demeanor before suddenly laughing. "Are you having a boner, dude?"

"Yeah," admitted Peter, feeling embarrassed by the sudden realization of his erection. "It's your fault, talking about that hot babe."

"So, you're saying", continued Tom, laughing, "I am giving you a stiff one? No homo, man!"

Peter laughed nervously and looked away, trying to hide his hard-on. "Shut up, dude!"

But it was no use. His cock was harder than it ever was, and it was aching to be touched. He looked at Tom. They didn't have that kind of relationship, but he *needed* to touch himself now. Excusing himself to the bathroom would be even more embarrassing. So, he just fished out his leaking rod out of his shorts and mumbled "God, sorry, I hope you don't mind." as he slowly began to stroke himself.

"Dude! What the fuck!? Are you jerking off?! Do that at home!" Tom shouted, shocked by what he saw. He couldn't believe his best friend was doing that in front of him. He wanted to say more, but there was something else catching his eye: On the right arm that Peter was using to jerk his cock, he could see some hair growing in. Just a light coating, but clearly visible. Usually, Peter was well groomed, just like himself. His left arm followed suit.

"Dude! You're getting hairy!" Tom exclaimed, even though that adjective was really far from true yet. Peter looked down on the arm Tom pointed at, without stopping his slow jerking. Tom was right, this coating of hair hadn't been there before. As he looked to his legs, he could see the same thing happening there. For some perverse reason, this only served to make him even more horny. He moaned, as another spurt of precum wetted his hand.

"Dude, are you okay? Why are you fucking jerking yourself off in front of me?" Tom asked concernedly. He felt bad for his friend who seemed to be getting turned on by his own body changes. A small diamond patch of dark hair had now appeared on his friends chest and he could see small bushes of hair growing in under his armpits. That was when Tom smelled it. The manly smell of musk and sweat, coming from Peter. His armpits were damp from sweat, as this new smell only turned him on even more.

"Oh God Tom, I'm so sorry, but... I... You...", With a defeated grunt, Peter grabbed his buddies head with his right hand and forced it between his legs, and over his cock.

At first, Tom was surprised, before he tried to resist. It was no use, however. Even though Tom was supposed the stronger one of them both, Peter had his hand firmly at the back of Toms head and pressed him into his groin. Peters cock, which was slick with pre rubbed against his mouth which he kept closed at all costs.

"Come on!" Peter whined, increasing the force even more. "I need someone to suck me off here."

"I'm not..." Tom began to answer, only to recognize his mistake right after. As he opened his mouth to answer, Peters cock was pushed inside. He could taste the salty flavor of Peter's precum on it and almost gagged. He wanted to byte, but somehow didn't find the strength for it. He let out a soft involuntary moan instead as Peter's cock slipped deeper into his throat until it hit his tonsils.

Meanwhile, Peter noticed a visible trail of black hair running across his previously hairless cobblestone abs. He felt really bad basically face-fucking his workout buddy, but he just couldn't restrain himself. He *needed* to bob his bros head up and down his cock with his strong paw. As more and more hair grew in on his belly, he felt his body filling up more and more. His muscles were joined by a substantial layer of fat, giving him a burlier look by the second. At the same time, his smell intensified further, filling up Toms apartment.

Meanwhile, Tom was undergoing a change of his own. Every passing second, he felt weaker and weaker, his body visibly shrinking in on itself. It didn't help that his nostrils were simultaneously attacked by the increasingly intense stink of Peter and his large pubic bush that was growing in either. He was being used, and he hated every second of it, but found himself powerless to do anything about it.

Where Peters stink reached the apartment, it began to change, subtly at first, then increasingly fast: The designer couch became a cheap red leather sofa. In the kitchen, dirty pans and plates were piling up, a patina of dust and grime covered the surfaces. It looked like a wardrobe exploded over the room, as dirty laundry scattered over the floor, adding to the stale and stinky air with the same aroma that Peter was emitting full force now. If anything, this only served to excite him more. While his left hand went through his beard and his dense pelt of body hair, he grabbed more and more of Toms shrinking body with his right hand and pressed it into his groin, not caring that it changed into a wooly cloth like material that had seen much, much better days already. It was ripped and ragged, stained by numerous stains of various sources. Mainly, of course, cum, but also pre, sweat and even the occasional bit of piss that had leaked into Toms fabric body.

The cum rag that was once Tom was fully aware of everything happening to it. It could still taste and smell, all across its filthy fabric body, and was forced to absorb another huge load of cum that Peter shot into it, even though it was still damp from the previous one.

Panting, Peter threw the used cum rag onto a pile of clothing on the floor. He didn't care that his hairy body was crusty with dried up cum or that he stank like a cave man. Taking a shower was not a concept the new Peter needed, he was a real man after all.

If you're a fan of the theme, check out my other two sides of the same coin stories!

[postersofleon]

Selfish

After many years of surviving the worst years of her life, [_] is tired and pissed that Leon and Ada have each other. So, in a small moment with Ada, she decided to ask Ada how she manages to keep people in love with her.

content: story with smut

notes: afab, no assigned race to reader and she/her pronouns ; re4 era; leon and reader are best friends, reader is confused but not hateful; ada is a sweetheart to reader; leon and ada aren't dating; implied that reader survived Raccoon City with leon

"I just don't see what Leon sees in you." Once she said it, she felt like a complete dick for saying it. She rubbed her face feeling her blood rushing through her face, "I don't mean it like that." She tried to explain to Ada.

Ada laughed softly, "I'm use to jealousy, honey. It's fine." She flipped her hair back as she looked at Leon's partner.

"That's not what I meant." She muttered again, she looked at Ada and kind of saw what Leon saw in Ada. Ada was an incredibly beautiful woman; her short black hair and those eyes that forced you to see her. But there was confusion approaching her once again, [_] rested her body on a table and looked at Ada. "You two kissed once six years ago, you ended being being liar and wanted to steal the g virus for an obviously bad guy. And you have Leon tied up in your finger. That's like insane." She was genuinely impressed by Ada. Especially that Ada faked her death and appeared like nothing ever happened.

Ada laughed softly again, "I'm not sure if it's an attack or a compliment but thank you?"

"That's what's I mean- you did all that shit and you have Leon still enamored by you. Does this usually happen?" [_] got closer to Ada with a huge wonder in her eyes. Ada laughed again. "This is new." She looked at [_] with the same curious way. The two women looked at each other, both waiting for an answer; Ada waiting for her answer of why [_] isn't jealous and [_] waiting for the answer if this happens.

"This is usually the normal in my life. Men are attractive to mystery, once they know what's wrong..." Ada crossed her arms against her chest, "They get angry or they try to fix you." Ada brushes her hair away from her face. [_] put her hands underneath her chin as she continued to look at Ada. "So, men... men are weak?" She asked slowly.

Now, Ada laughed loudly, "Men are complicated." She said amused from her words. "Leon is a guy who wants to be loved so that's what ties him up to me." [_] rolled her eyes but there was a trace of playfulness in them, "That's dumb." She whispered with a smile. She stood up from the table and stretched her bones. "Like how? He met you six years ago..." She whined softly feeling the bones finally relaxing softly. Her arms returned back to her body.

"I just think the real reason Leon likes you is because you're hot." She said throwing Ada a finger gun towards her. It made more sense that Leon had that idea around Ada; once again, Ada isn't not attractive.

"Leon has to be more complicated than that." Ada said trying to defend Leon but [_] shook her head. "How?" She laughed softly, there was a small pause between the two women as Ada shrugged as her heels clicked on the marble floor. "Leon got the survivor's guilt and the hero complex. It makes sense why he felt guilty about your 'death', but he obviously hurt by something imaginary that happened between you two." [_] said trying to make her point.

Ada looked at [_], "And you? Are you hurt?"

[_] shrugged, "I don't know," She grabbed her knife and started carving the table, "I just... I'm more disappointed that you were a mercenary for bad." She said looking at Ada. She licked her lips and smack them together, "You are doing bad things for a lousy paycheck." Ada smiled lightly at [_]'s words. "You don't hate me?" Her eyes focused on hers, [_]'s cheeks began to burn from the intense stare.

"After all the things I do and did," Ada said, "You don't hate me?" She teased her.

[_] twirled her knife in her hand, "I suppose I do." She admitted, "But I don't know why you are doing this job." Her eyes were completely soft and gentle for Ada, "Or aren't you just like us? Forced to work?"

Ada pursed her lips together as she looked up at the ceiling, "Ugh," She looked at her, "You want things to go in a perfect little box." Ada chewed on her lips as she approached [_], "Forced." She sighed softly. It seemed like she hated those words, "You two were forced but this was my saving grace. This lifestyle saved my life." Ada looked at her with a tiny smile.

Ada's intense stare lowered, "I like you," Ada whispered to [_], "At least you don't try to give me the typical speech of saving me, but you're annoying with that comment." Ada grabbed her knife and began craving the table, "You need to understand this world existed under your nose this whole time. The existence of zombies didn't make it appear, bad people exist and not all of them are forced to exist in that world."

[_] put her chin on the table as she saw Ada's hands, "What are you? Do you enjoy this or didn't have an option?"

"Didn't have one but I don't complain like you." Ada muttered, "I believe I have the right to complain," [_] said bitterly, "I was not meant for this life. I wish I could've died if I knew this is what I had to do."

Ada laughed.

It wasn't the simple laugh that she once heard come from her mouth, it sounded a bit cruel that [_] rolled her eyes. "You say you want to die but you don't know what death is." Ada stabbed the knife to the table causing her jump back, Ada smirked from her reaction. "Aren't you afraid at least a bit?" Ada asked.

"Who isn't?" She remarked, "But I think considering our work, we are scared of the consequences of our deaths. Me and Leon are here to save the president's daughter and you are here for something. None of us want to die but it's not the selfish way."

Ada's eyes narrowed. "Have you done anything selfish?" Ada asked.

"No."

"I have," Ada said with a smile but the smile slowly faded away, "But being selfish has its consequences." She looked at her for a second, "Being selfish," Ada continued, "Unfortunately is part of human nature. You haven't been a human then." And by cue, [_] groans, "What is being selfish in this world?"

She let's out a small chuckle before grabbing her knife, "Letting people die for a paycheck? Being in love with some random girl you met six years ago and now focusing all your energy in saving her and make an excuse that it's because you are good person? Money and sex. That's what fucking makes people selfish- stupid excuses."

"You sound jealous." Ada said.

"About what?" She slapped her hands on her thighs, clearly frustrated- not understanding what Ada wanted from her. "About what?" She approached Ada's face. "Leon is my best friend. He means the world to me and seeing him act like a fool... that's what pisses me off." Ada smiled and touched her arm, it was a gentle touch and [_] hated it. "So, you have never acted like a fool?" Ada asked with a mocking grin in her face.

She pulled away her hand from Ada's, "That's not the point."

"What's the point? [_], you want to be selfish like all of us." Ada said slowly, "You aren't jealous of him and I. You're full of envy that you can't be like us. The most selfish thing you said you wanted was death, and we had too many deaths in this world. Why not be actually selfish?" Ada was being gentle and [_] immediately recognized it. She saw that six years ago when Ada kissed Leon.

"You are just trying to manipulate me." She whispered softly, her eyes rolled as she stood up. "Is that all you do? Just manipulate people with kisses and touches? Six years ago, Leon was the toy you decided to play with, and now that Leon isn't here.... I'm the new chew toy." [_] took a deep breath in. "Be selfish somewhere else. Don't include me in your bullshit."

Ada saw as Leon's partner left the room.

Then, those couple of days passed. No more mission and the president's daughter was saved thanks to Leon's stubbornness and [_]'s anger towards the fight. They were back in American soil, she was taking a long hot shower trying to ease up her tense body. She left the shower room and quickly headed towards Leon, "Hey." She waved politely to Leon. Leon nodded his head, "Hey." They began to walk down the streets, she exhaled softly with a bored expression. These were moments she liked hanging out with Leon, just silent moments between them and they were always peaceful.

"Hey, Leon. Can I ask you something?" She asked him. Leon nodded his head, "Yeah, I don't see why not."

"Do... do you sexually like Ada?"

Leon didn't expect that question, his cheeks turned red, "Why would you ask that?" He turned to see her, "Um, no." He played with his faux blond hair.

"You are lying," [_] quickly said, "You always talk about how Ada broke your heart in Raccoon City. She betrayed your trust and blah blah. You remember more her fake death than Marvin's real death."

Leon sighed softly, "I'm more... pissed, [_]." He replied, he was struggling to use his words properly. "Ada made me realize that horrible people exist everywhere, but you made me realize that good people exist as well." He cleared his throat awkwardly. Her eyes lowered, "So, no?"

"No." Leon said with a small smile. The friends continued to walk until a cab separated them, she entered the cab and waved a goodbye to Leon. Once she was alone, she let out a small exhale through her lips. Her hands rubbed against her face as another shakey sigh escaped. She rested her head on the window as her mind felt like mess.

She thought about Ada and Leon.

Ugh.

Once arriving at her apartment, she sat on her couch still feeling beyond tired; her apartment was lonely still. All the items in her room were things she needed all but things of pleasure. She laid on her couch feeling all her emotional feelings rot inside of her.

Was she broken to live? Ada is right. [_] hasn't been selfish since forever since the beginning of her life. She is always worrying for others... when they are okay. She nuzzled against her pillows and let out a loud groan, she wanted to sleep forever now.

More days passed, she was just laying on her couch not moving and not doing anything else. She tapped her fingers in a small rhythm, her eyes looked at them. First her index, her middle, her ring and pinkie. Then, it was pinkie, middle, index and ring.

Someone knocked on her door, the were the typical Leon's knocks. Soft and polite with a dash of strength. She sat up in her couch, her feet dragged against the ground, "I'm coming." Her hand touched the door knob and indeed there was Leon. "[_], wanna drink?" He forced a smile at his best friend. She rested her body on her door frame, "I rather not. I feel that emptiness inside of me already," A small laugh escaped her throat, "I'll be addicted once it touches my lips." She whispered.

Leon smiled sadly, "That bad, huh?"

[_] nodded her head.

"That sucks." He whispered, his blue eyes went down and smiled back at her. "We'll be at the Blue's bar so if you want to still come." [_] smiled, "Will do." Leon left her alone in the hallway of her apartment. She closed the door and sat down back in her couch; her life is just turning into am endless hell for no reason. Another knock appeared in her door, she didn't recognize the knock, she grabbed her knife and twirled it around. Her breathing was small and focused, making sure the other person won't hear.

"C'mon, I won't hurt you."

Her nose twitched, "Ada?" She didn't lower her knife, "Why are you here?" The agent asked, their knife gently tapped on the wall, but Ada groaned softly to herself. "Don't be stubborn." A small sign of defeat appeared in [_]'s face as she unlocked the door. And there was Ada Wong. Her jet black bobbed hair neatly pinned away her eyes with a golden butterfly pin that she was sure she saw with the merchant. [_] took notice that Ada was in disguise, this isn't the clothes that [_] imagined Ada wore in her free time.

But still, she had her trademarked red color around her neck as a scarf.

Ada smiled and she smiled back.

"Why are you here?" She asked carefully still holding her knife but now away from Ada's view. "I wanted to teach you about being selfish." She entered the apartment. [_] threw her knife on the coffee table, Ada didn't seem to have super intentions.

[_] shut the door behind her, "Meaning?" She was utterly confused. But Ada had her thought settled into something she didn't expect. "I have been checking on you," Ada looked around the empty apartment, "You stay in one place more than Leon does." Ada's brown eyes met the agent, that when [_] realized that Ada doesn't necessarily smile- she misunderstood. Ada smirked and apparently smirked her way to the top.

"I'm tired. I got myself beaten up." [_] shrugged.

The two women looked at each other with that small distance between them. "Tough job." Ada sat down on her couch, [_] took way too much notice of Ada's clothing. Ada's beauty is a curse and they both knew it. "Yeah, I'm guessing your own job is hard as well."

Ada smirked again, her hand gently touched [_]'s hand and slowly pulled her to the couch with her. "Yeah. I'm going to teach you how to deal with the job when it's stresses you out. " Ada whispered softly. [_] closed her eyes trying to ignoring her lust.

She had two types of lust. The one that made hr vulnerable and the one that she used to use during one night stands when she was in college. [_] is trying to control her vulnerable side as Ada's hands rubbed her stomach gently to hold her waist. Her lips met her neck and kissed the agent.

It felt so good to be touched like this.

Shit.

Slowly, her head tilted and Ada found it as a chance to get on top of the agent, her knees were on the both sides of thighs. Ada's lips were on her jaw, her hands traced [_]'s skin gently and cupped her breast. Ada tugged the bra, her hand to cupped the agent's chest and gently scratched the sensitive skin.

The apartment was quiet. All that was heard was small gasping and the kissing Ada gave the neck. Soon, their lips finally touched, Ada cupped the agent's face as she attempted to suck on her lower lip. It was pure desperation as the women tried to hold each other. Ada removed her hand from underneath the shirt to hold her face properly. Ada put her tongue inside of her mouth in attempts to make this kiss last longer.

As [_] was kissed, an alarm came into her mind- Ada is using her. It was so obvious. Why would this beautiful woman kiss her in this manner? Ada had better options than her. She gently pulled away from Ada'a kiss and looked at her. Ada's cheeks were red, her eyes dilated... she needed more. [_]'s hand gently caressed Ada's face, Ada's face was so soft- it seemed to be like Ada was like a fragile doll that you weren't allowed to touch. It was hard to truly know a woman like this.

[_] took a small breath in, "So, now what?" She whispered softly.

Ada smirked but it was much softer than the first ones, "Well, I can give you a small favor." She slowly got herself into her knees as [_] looked down feeing a bit awkward. Ada's hands on the waistline of the sweats and slowly slide the off, [_]'s body tensed up. It had been a while since she had someone between her thighs, Ada's hands slowly took off the panties, "You owe me after this one." Ada gently kissed her thighs, and the kisses were slowly getting closer and closer to that spot.

Goodness, she hasn't even touched herself since she became an agent. [_]'s head tilted back on the couch, the feeling of Ada'a breath so close to there drove her a bit crazy. Her heart was pounding against her chest.

Ada got herself closer and closer until Ada was in the folds. Then, Ada's tongue gently moved around her pussy but completely avoiding the clit. Both of the women's breathing increased, Ada's fingers grabbed her thighs and squeezed them with her finger tips. Ada's tongue flattened and pressed itself completely on [_]'s pussy. It gently touched the clit.

There was no moaning or anything too much. It was just those tiny gasps escaping [_]'s lips. "Mmm..." It was all the escaped her throat.

Ada's tongue flicked over and over on her clit but gently sucking it. Her thighs quickly clenched up to try to keep Ada between her legs, but Ada was stronger as she pushed the legs open again with her hands. "Wait," Ada's voice was a bit hoarse, "I'm not done yet."

Ada's thin yet long fingers opened her pussy and licked the hole. [_] whined softly as her hips buckled against Ada's tongue, Ada's fingers slowly entered inside and pumping them gently in and out. [_] was so wet that they slide in and out without an issue. Ada's tongue was simulating her clit as the fingers pumped in and out.

The agent's breathing was turning into small pants, "Ada, fuck, Ada...." Her voice was whiny, her cunt clenched around Ada's fingers and it was making weaker as she felt Ada going a bit faster. Before she knew it, the agent released her juices on Ada's fingers. Ada moaned softly, "Good girl." Ada whispered softly. Her tongue dragged up the folds and cleaned up the cum, "That was good wasn't it? You didn't even think twice of having a mercenary between your pussy." Ada sat up in the couch, "You needed it so badly, didn't you?"

Ada wanted to tease the poor agent with those cruel words though Ada didn't expect [_] to cup her face. Another kiss where it kept Ada underneath the woman, [_]'s rough hands were on Ada's waist and slowly slid down to Ada's ass. She squeezed her ass gently, Ada was surprised but everything that was happening however in [_]'s mind was clear.

Ada was right.

She did need this.

Fighting those never ending monsters. Being smacked around by them, feeling your body take in all the pain in the world yet no drop of pleasure. No chance to be selfish.

[_] slowly pulled away from Ada's pink lips, "Sorry, I'm just..." Her eyes trailed away, "Tired." Ada smiled. "It happens." Ada whispered softly, her hand gently caressed the agent's face. "So, may I?" [_] asked her.

Ada looked confused at the woman's question, "You what?"

"You said I owed you so... it's my turn."

[mqsi]

Can you do one where reader is a model and gavi has the biggest crush on her when he saw her walking in a fashion show and his teammates were making fun of him in the locker room and the rest can be up to you

Hey anon, thank you for requesting. I changed up the request a bit, since I already did a story about the team making fun of him,so I hope you don’t mind. 🫶🏻

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Pedri and him were driving around the city,when of course fans stopped by the car asking for photos. Pedri pulled down the windows of his mini so they can take pictures. Gavi was smiling at some girls phone when he noticed a billboard in the distance. It was an ad for some clothing brand, the girl advertising it really pulled Gavi’s attention and he probably ended up looking in the wrong direction in the pic.

When Pedri finally managed to slip out of the crowd, Gavi turned to him “Can you pass here one more time?”

“What? You want me to go in circles when I barely managed to pass trough?” Pedri said, confusion and irritation evident in his tone.

“Please, I have to check something” Gavi replied making Pedri sigh and take a turn.

They were passing by the same spot again when Gavi pointed at the billboard.

“There. That girl, I need to know her name”

Pedri took a few glances off the road to see what the hell Gavi was talking about.

“I think I’ve seen her on instagram or something, but I don’t know her name” said Pedri “Can you see what brand she’s working for?”

The billboard was pretty far from the road, Gavi was stuggling to read the letters but he ended up recognizing the logo.

“I got it” he said before opening his phone to dig out the information about the model, that being you. He found you on the brands instagram page, also finding out that they were having a fashion show this weekend.

“We need to go” Gavi said.

“Where now?”

“To her fashion show”

“You want us to go to a random fashion show? And for what? It’s not like you can do anything from going to her fashion show exept watch her” Pedri replied now laughing at his friends ideas.

“Bet” Gavi replied, already searching the way to get tickets.

Gavi ended up convincing Pedri to come and they both agreed this should stay between them. Since they were famous themselves, they got seated first row. Gavi spent most of his time looking around the room instead watching what was presented to him, until you came out on the stage.

His eyes instantly locked with your body, analyzing your features. You on the other end, had to stay professional and not let your eyes wandre the room. But duting the entirety of your part, you felt an intense gaze. As you were walking back, you stole a glance at the boy that was looking at you. Your eyes locked for a second, making Gavi smile. You quickly turned your head, basically rushing off the stage.

When the show ended, Pedri and Gavi had a plan. Pedri was going to stand in the middle of the entrance practically presenting himself to public, making a crowd and letting Gavi slip behind, hopefully unnoticed. And they did just that. Gavi managed to rush in an empty hallway where he was hoping to find your changing room. As he was walking, looking around, he suddenly felt a hand on his chest stopping him in his tracks.

“Hey there big guy” the man said “you can’t go back here”

Gavi usually hated using his reputation for private life occurrences but this was a must.

“Do you know who I am?” He said.

“Woah golden boy slow down, your football doesn’t mean nothing here, it ain’t a football pitch” the man said.

You were in your room, just a few steps away and had already changed into a pair of sweats and a hoodie when you heard the commotion outside. At first, you just brushed it off proceeding to take off your earings but you got curious. Stepping out of the room, you were met with the same eyes from before. Gavi was looking at you, chewing on the inside of his cheek in hopes of you letting him trough. The man, seemingly your body guard or something, was still ordering him to leave.

“No, it’s okay let him” your voice inturrupted him.

“What? You know we can’t do this”

“As my manager, you can decide stuff I do for work. This definietly isn’t work so you might as well leave us be” you said, making your manager leave down the hall. Both you and Gavi followed him with your eyes until he was out of sight,before turning to each other.

“Hi, Im Pablo-”

“Gavi” you inturrupted him “ I know. And I’m guessing you know me as well, since you came all the way here”

“Well yeah, I wanted to see If I can get your number or something?” He said making you chukle.

“You’re a bold one, aren’t you?” You said taking a step closer.

Gavi’s face got hot, why were you so close to him all of the sudden? He put his hands in his pockets cause otherwise he would fidget with them.

“Listen, I can’t give you my number right here, there are cameras around and that would make a headline everywhere, don’t you think? But..” you said before slowly reaching to your pocket and signaling Gavi to look in that direction. He got the memo and took a step closer and you slipped a card in his hand, which he quickly stuffed in his pocket.

“There’s my manager’s number written on it. Call tomorrow, and I will answer. We have a meeting and I’ll make sure to answer the call myself and step away from him. After all,he is always distracted at meetings,trying to organize my schedule” you said smiling at him.

Gavi smirked, biting his lip.

“Thanks”

“Well, I’ll see if it was worth it” you smiled back, now turning away from him so you can get back in the room “Oh and take a second exit down the hall so people don’t see you come from here” you said before dissapearing into the room. Gavi stood there for a few moments, just smiling at the thought of you.

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a/n: poor Pedri still being outside alone with the fans

[swampstew]

Period HCs with Monster Trio + Law, Killer, and Kid

Ya girl is wracked with cramps, overflowing with emotions, and seriously lacking in chocolate :( enjoy this utter nonsense my blazed brain baked as I curl back into fetal position.

Summary: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Law, Killer, and Kid ranked by how they would handle themselves while you have your period. Implied established relationship♡

Minors DNI.

The worst actually. Not on purpose but Luffy's lack of awareness or self-restraint makes it difficult to appreciate his efforts. Not to mention he eats your snacks. You'd think with Nami and Robin on board he'd have some idea of what you're dealing with. Nope, you have to explain it again, it'll stick this time but it comes with another round of curious/invasive questions.

All your period comfort foods? Gone. The replacements? Also gone. You're lucky if there's a crumb of your favorite snack left over. Thankfully for everyone involved, his crew lends him a hand to make sure you're (eventually) satiated with alternatives and don't go on a murder spree during your cravings. On the flip side, Luffy abuses his power as Captain to have Sanji bring you both all the food when the kitchen is finally restocked. Good luck and bite him back if you have to!

His saving grace is using Gear 2 to cuddle and keep you warm. Giving you heated massages, foot and belly rubs until you're purring like a kitten. Unfortunately, he can only do the same thing for so long before growing bored. He needs a lot of intermittent breaks.

Has no tact, will ask you uncomfortable questions about your "thing going on" or your "comma" because he's so very curious and maybe also looking for ways to "fix you." Once he finds out about period poops, its over for you - there will be hourly check-ins. He'll make sure you're well stocked up on absorption products so there's that (also say thank you Nami, Robin and Franky)!

Zoro is shockingly adaptable but I guess if you spend enough time with one girl for two years - and also live with 2 full time - you're gonna learn a thing or two about having a period. Also, surprisingly reliable at getting you what you need, so long as you don't mind 2 hours to 2 business days to get it. Look he's trying ok?!

Be careful with what you say though. If you joke about cutting your uterus out, he'll take you at face value and have his blades ready. No one is a better slice master than he! Why is Chopper having a heart attack? BRB gotta tend to the younger bro.

Is not phased by your bodily changes or anything you might perceive to be "gross." Bodies are natural and they're just doing what they're meant to do, and for what it's worth he's trying to say things that will make you feel better but they don't always land. This comes from a guy who showers maybe twice a week so take the compliments as you will. He means them with his whole heart!

Out of all the guys, he's the only one who will respect your craving habits in a supportive way. That's to say he'll give you everything you want, but he knows when to cut you off before you make yourself sick. He also has a (terrifying) gift of knowing when your body is flushing itself out and he'll be right at your side with a tampon or pad in his hand at the ready. "I'm very in sync with you."

Ranks third because he's so fucking logical and doctorly. The kind of doctor that expects his medical advice and prognosis to outweigh your personal experience/feelings. Has Law ever experienced intense cramping and a headache while gushing a pint of blood and also pulled a full day's shift? No! "Doctoring" immediately invalid. Unless he gives you paid time off in which case his license is once again formally recognized.

On the OTHER hand, he will always have a colorful variety of options for you to take care of your personal business. He buys all biodegradable products, recyclable ones too! He also offers the best choices in birth control for you. Gynecology wasn't his specialty but taking care of his crew is so he studies and gets his license on the downlow.

Is VERY particular about his time spent and frankly, cuddling in bed isn't something he's entirely excited about. Sure he can do it with Bepo but that's like sleeping with a teddy bear you've had your whole life. Another person is different, especially one that needs his undivided attention and comfort. He'll give it and he won't complain about it, but he's not familiar with it and might be awkward at it for a time. Once he figures out what works best for you and let's himself relax around you, he's got the cuddling and rubbing your belly/lower back down to an exact science.

Questionable palate offerings when he first experiences your cravings. You had to teach him what's what when it comes to comfort eating and nutritional eating when you're in pain and your brain feels a bit scrambled from existing. Ikkaku had tried in the past to broaden the snack closet but it never stuck. With you, Law suddenly remembers to get things outside of his own personal preferences and comforts. It's comfort food for the BEPERIODED, LAW.

It's entirely because he's a chef and a well-groomed cutie that he ranks this highly. Honestly it was neck and neck between him and Law. His resume in the kitchen makes you forget about his perviness and near-infantilization of you.

You'll never have a craving unsatisfied because Sanji will go to the ends of the Earth to curb your hunger. The One Piece and All Blue can wait, his darling needs a rich, velvety chocolate mousse two minutes ago! He absolutely spoils you which may lead to overstuffing you until you feel worse than how the cramps made you feel.

Sanji waits on you hand and foot during your period. Practically carries you from point A to point B if you so wish. It might get annoying after a while if you don't like a hot blonde popping in your face every 10 minutes to offer you something you knew you needed but didn't know you needed right that second and you're kind of annoyed that he got it before you could even vocalize your own needs! Does that happen to anyone else or...? If you're into that pampered lifestyle, Sanji is the guy for you.

He wasn't around women a lot but living with Robin and Nami he did learn about products used and comfort items sought out, which he gives you in abundance. Sanji's weakness - period boobies. The slight swell has him a blubbering mess and he will always try to sneak a peek. He may or may not be able to smell your pheromones - its unclear but he is definitely sniffing you from time to time.

The clear winner out of the others its not even a joke. Is the trifecta of caring, supportive, and intuitive. The Period Manager™ everyone else should go back to their ship. No I am not biased.

Killer is the Chef of Carbo-loading but he knows his way around the kitchen and can make anything you desire at any given time. Desserts aren't his strongest suit but its the effort that makes it taste all the sweeter. You will never be without chocolate, praise be.

You've seen him so you know he knows muscles. Yours will become putty in his hands as he gently massages your aching body. With the help of low dose pain killers, Killer will slay your pain one sore muscle at a time.

Killer is so intuitive that he knows you have your period before you. Has your cubby on the bathroom countertop that includes: pads, tampons, flow-cup, aspirin, fuzzy socks, eye mask, and bottled juice. Your robe is hanging behind the door. He loves you so much.

Haha bitch you though. Kid is the true winner. Killer was the favored winner but you might have forgotten this is me we're talking about and Kid has never done anything wrong in his life ever. I support all his rights and wrongs, and I cheerlead at every speck of effort he puts in.

Where everyone else had mentors or positive authority figures to bond with, Kid had Killer - and Killer tried his fucking best. But not even someone as amazing as Killer can be a single mom and raise a mentally stable, well functioning person in society in a corrupted, gang-ruled regime. HOWEVER - Killer did teach Kid how to treat his period-having partner during their woes and Kid's success is Killer's pride and joy.

Like Luffy, Kid will definitely swipe your snacks and food because he's a greedy, greedy glutton. Prove you can bark back at him to stand your ground and he'll yield to you with a scoff and a pout. He doesn't even LIKE your snacks, he claims🙄 He'll make sure you have enough to satisfy your craving and then have a month supply in the hull of the ship just in case. This is where he'll sneak a few for himself without your notice.

Being the King of Treating Himself, Kid will generously make you things to comfort you. A weighted, heat-controlled blanket; a vibrating teddy bear that hugs your belly; a snack organizer to keep your preferences nearby; a personal cold/hot water cooler; pretty things to make you smile; dirty things to excite you for when its over; the gifts are boundless. So are the period products that he basically just steals from the other women in the crew.

“Captain you better reimburse me for those heavy flow tampons!!”

“I’m busy Quincy. Go bitch to the piggy bank (Wire) about it!!!”

“KILLER STOP THAT MAN!”

In his line of work, he's used to nitty gritty and things better left to the imagination. Also a bit grimy himself on occasion. That said, nothing your body does will ever disgust him. He rolls with whatever you throw at him. Bloodied bedsheets? He'll gently toss you and the sheets in the tub. He'll help clean out your soiled clothes. Buy or steal whatever you need to ease your comfort. Embarrassed by the way you feel or look? He'll give you a reassuring kiss on the cheek and say, "Eh, I've seen/heard/smelled worse."

[beaulesbian]

wano & egghead spoilers (up to current chapter 1108)

there's some interesting connection between the eyes of zunesha, luffy/joyboy and the iron giant on egghead

in the zou arc with zunesha's first introductions, each time they were on the page their eyes were big black holes, seemingly empty or hollow:

in wano arc, when zunesha got the first feeling that joyboy could appear, and was on the way to wano, their depiction was in inverse - which could still mean hollow black eyes and lighter color body, but in the shadows:

and then, when it seemed luffy died, his own eyes were very similar - black and hollow, dead and still, like zunesha's.

(this similarity especially here between them is very interesting (dead and still), and i hope we learn more about the 'crime' zunesha did, if i remember correctly, around 900years ago? and what exactly was their punishment, beside to wander around the world forever, and who were they in relation to joyboy..)

UNTIL !! luffy came back to life! not only as luffy, but with something of joyboy's spirit alongside him and unlocking/awakening his gear 5 of the sun god nika devil fruit. zunesha's eyes began almost glowing. bright and light (with hope and sun!):

and in this panel above was also another interesting thing - since then for a few panels/pages, we didn't see luffy's eyes - he had them covered, first with his hair, then even with his hand! (so much that the pose also ended up on his new bounty poster):

(when i first read it, it made me think as if he was getting used to the light/sun again after a long time, and had to shield them to protect them)

it feels that maybe the focus somehow shifted from his usually determined eyes - to his smile when he's fighting in gear 5, to give even more emphasis on him bringing laughter, joy and freedom to the people he's fighting for, so much that many times he's having his eyes closed or covered, even on egghead:

(there's still many panels where they eyes aren't covered, but it's even more curious when they are, especially on purpose, like with that bubble text above^)

even this last page of 1108, first we get to see a very intense look of luffy/nika being serious, angry and even terrifying with his power to grip both saturn and kizaru at once, and then a huge smile with eyes of similar intensity as saturn, still with something terrifying in that expression:

now with the zunesha and another connection - the iron giant on egghead.

when luffy went into gear 5 against kizaru, for few pages he was fighting in his giant form, and two times in those chapters it goes to focus right on the iron giant, who's eyes started to glow, as if he was waking up, as if he started to come back to life:

(again, looks really similar to zunesha)

i really want to see what exactly is connecting them, these beings over 900years old (with the iron giant even attacking marijoa 200years ago) very possibly it's the feeling of joyboy's presence, so i hope there could be more exposition on who exactly joyboy was.

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and then there's another connection with different looking eyes, and that's of the gorosei/five elders, in their awakened devil fruit state:

and especially, since he's been there more than the others, with saturn having these eyes when he gets very angry. (glowing? fire? poison - as there was mention the ushi-oni he's based on do have poison, and in the new chapter it was also mentioned that he's covered in poison.):

(I'm very curious how this will be animated/what colors. if it's gonna be differenciated from those of zunesha/iron giant/luffy, or if they will keep these similarities. i always love to find how luffy can resemble someone he opposes (kaido & big mom especially) bc he might be chaotic/having fun and be selfish, but never in the way his enemies are. he's always looking after the people who were kind to him/helped him, and doesn't want anyone to suffer. so it's always great to see how he use their similarities against his opponents to bring them down and win).

how is that saying, eyes are the window to the soul?

in the eye of the hurricane? or-

"the D will always cause another storm?"

[darcytaylor]

I have been following few blogs on the Luke - Nic situation, and yours is the only one with the take there was nothing between them. So Im very curious about your take. The issue that personally affects me here is that after living 30+ years in this world, we pick certain actions and behaviours as related to romance and attraction right, but now I feel gaslighted (not by you, but by Nic & Luke) as if my understanding about romantic attracti9j language has always been wrong (this also triggers my trauma because I was never sure about romantic attraction towards me and had spent hours and hours dissecting behaviours by those I thought were attracted to me).

However, I am unable to fit their behaviour and body language in this special bond framework. There were many genuine, natural which went PR. This is where Im confused and feel gaslighted. What are your thoughts on this?

So coming back to your theory about, its a special kind of co-worker relationship, I totally agree this is possible. When you do something you are passionate about thats life changing and meaningful with someone else you can develop a special bond. Probably something similar to the bond soldiers or medical profession share being in a traumatic environment with utmost trust in each other. In Nic & Luke's case unlike other leads they had 5 years to develop the friendship, understand the material and brainstorm between them. I can see how that would create a special bond especially when you have to be vulnerable and comfortable with each other in those intimate scenes.

However, I couldn't fit their behaviour and body language during the promo tour under this special bond framework. There were many moments of genuine connection between them which seemed to go beyond PR or platonic friendship. This is where I feel gaslighted. What are your thoughts on this? Do you think those moments were just friendship and nothing more?

I have never said that there was nothing between them (because at the end of the day I don't know what their relationship is). But I ultimately think that the actions shown don't necessarily scream "we are in a relationship". I say this from experience, I know the bond that co-works can have, and just because they smile at each other, touch each other, and are comfortable saying certain things, it doesn't make me conclude that they are together.

I also think that when I see their interviews, I am not looking for proof of a relationship between them. I think if you go into it with that mindset, that there has to be something more, you make yourself see it and then you will start to believe it. Maybe this is ultimately why you feel gaslit, and I am sorry that the whole situation had made you feel that way. It's an awful feeling to have for sure!

I do think that when actors do promo tours there will always be PR behind it. But just because it is PR doesn't make their interactions not genuine. It can be both all at the same time.

Also, even when people have co-worker relationships doesn't make loving interactions not genuine. I have stated a couple times in my responses to asks what I truly think of these types of relationships/friendships. And they have the ability to be intense! They have the ability to be more than a 'regular' relationship/friendship.

Here are things I have said in the past. It may help you better understand what I think a co-worker relationship can be like and why I think that their actions don't necessarily mean they are something more:

"I do think they mainly have a co-worker type relationship/friendship. But that's NOT saying they aren't close. It's me saying that it is a different type of relationship/friendship, because co-worker friendships do have the potential to be way more than a 'regular' friendship. (I'm also saying this from experience)"

"When you are at work, your co-works tend to see you more than your family and friends. They see you at your worst and at your best, and they have the potential to see the real you."

"I do believe that they are friends with a very close bond. After filming something like Bridgerton and going on the months long promo tour, there will be a bond between them for life, even if they don't hangout regularly after this. I think it is that bond that people are seeing that makes people believe otherwise."

"I have been working for many years, and I have insanely close relationships with coworkers. Coworkers understand a part of you that nobody ever will! And then to top that off with them having to do intimacy scenes, I can understand why they share a bond (that nobody will probably understand)."

[xxrhxysxx]

Heyyyyy saw ur requests were open for ghost can I get like reader(gn or fem idc) x Simon where like reader needs to borrow a shirt for whatever reason (idk it got ruined or something) and Simon ends up giving them one and they wear it around the safe house or around the others and bro goes feral idk just a thot

Thx

(hopefully smut but totally get it if not thx)

Him giving you his shirt is so baby girl of himΨ(≧ω≦)Ψ also thank you for requesting, sorry this took oh so long ☆

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Simon(Ghost) Riley giving you his shirt

Gn reader x Simon Riley

. Warnings: sugestive, swearing,

(Sub coded!)Simon

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. It had been really busy around the safe house in an attempt to calm down you made yourself cup of hot chocolate and were ready to head back to your room, on the way back bumped into Gaz who was play fighting with Soap, that causes you to spill the hot chocolate all over yourself, lucky you it wasn't hot but warm.

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When you first knock on Simons door and ask for a shirt he's confused and flustered, he gives you the shirt and tells you you don't have to give it back, little did he know that this decision was the cause of soon to be problems. The next day when he woke up and came to the kitchen to make some tea the first thing he saw was you with a coffee in hand "good morning" you said but instead of replying he just looked at you, it made you nervous he stared at you a lot but this time it was different, it was intense, hungry almost, he had to snap himself out of the trance he was in, "good morning" his voice was a bit breathy and small. he was sweating trying not to say how good you look in his shirt, how much he wants to kiss you, despite how awkward the silence is you graciously excuse yourself from the room and go to the rest of the team. Whilst talking with the others soap points out how hard ghost is staring at you but decide to ignore it. Later that evening everyone decides to go out to a bar you decline because you aren't a big fan of drinking, while making yourself a cup another of hot chocolate since you didn't really get to enjoy the first one you spot a figure out of the corner of your eye you turn around to see Simon staring at you again but this time you decide to say something "Is there something wrong with how I look? This the the 3rd time I've caught you looking at me" he doesn't respond but you can tell he heard you after a few seconds pass you hear heavy foot steps that stopped right behind you. You turn around to Simon abnormally close you give him a look that hints at him to move, he scoots back a bit and with a apologetic look in his eyes " I'm sorry. I didn't mean to stare " it's quiet , barely audible "It's fine... Can I know why you're staring at me so much? " there's a pause, you can tell he wants to say something, but he's not, it frustrates you almost because you two have history, you both joined at the same time, you trained together, hell he had stayed over at your house a few times, you weren't besties but he could at least tell you why he was staring. After a few seconds you go back to making your hot chocolate "If you won't tell me it's fine. I'm just curious that's all" "It's just... you look really good in my shirt" he looks away from you, fidgeting with his hands you can tell he more to say than that but you don't push "Is that a bad thing? " you spoke "No but the things I'm thinking about doing to you are" you're in shock you never took Simon for the kind of guy to get hard from you wearing his clothes. You feel heat run though your whole body, you start to sweat as he steps closer to you he won't look at you though and to look into his eyes is the only thing you need right now. "Simon look at me please" he obeys "If you want me I'm yours but I need you to tell me exactly what you need ok? " "Okay" you guide as him to his room. As you both lay on his bed you can hear his heartbeat get louder, and you notice him sweating "are you nervous" you speak "a bit yeah" "why" he looks away as if he Hiding something. "I've wanted to do this for a while but I never thought I'd get the chance" he whispers. "Well now you have the chance so show me how much you wanted this".

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. Once again I'm so so sorry that I took so long I just couldn't find the motivation to write but I hope you enjoyed and again thank you for requesting 🤎☆

[dark-falz]

break incoming next year, personal info below if you're curious but it's a book cause idk how to make it short and sweet I don't wanna think about it either I'm just tired word vomiting gives me less to think about sorry

I've been going through a lot and its been hard to find time to tell you guys. I'm struggling to keep this blog active until next year because with the content I have it shouldn't be that difficult but it is (and I'm very thankful for everyone who's been posting phantasy star content for me to queue!! I'm still sorting through everything still however -_-;)

Works been a bit intense for me, one of the employees who's been there since I started & also helped train me the past 3 years retired. I have 3 years dog grooming experience, I graduated schooling in 4 months, and I'm now training 2 other students who've been in school since....March.

I'm not being paid extra for this, no extra percentage on my comission or anything. Both of them call off once a week, which lands extra dogs on my schedule, meaning my stress level goes up for that day, since I'm not experienced to be faster than alotted times. I'm up to 5 day work weeks for the holiday season which drains my mental energy, I come home and I don't even stare at my phone, I spend my time bouncing between tasks I don't feel like doing and get distracted from with other tasks I don't wanna do. Focusing on anything, even playing PSO with my favorite person, takes an immense amount of will right now.

Sorry for the long post I've deleted posts like this to retype them out at least 3 times now because I'm indecisive on how to tell you guys??? Sorry for the book if it's too much information I don't wanna use the energy to be proper and professional for an upcoming hiatus post idk it's nothing serious I'm just tired I'm tired of not being able to clean my house I'm tired of my ADHD flaring up my body hurts from these 70# dogs I'm tired of forcing myself to take salt baths I'm tired and I'm sorry.

[pickastitch]

i lied i do have a fic for @mcyt-yuri-week

day 3 qpr/aromance. hc s9 gempearl

words: 670

“Gem, what does romantic attraction feel like?” Pearl questioned in the middle of them building up their megabases. They have spoken about them both being aromatic before, and the other found out that Gem was frayromatic while Pearl was completely loveless when it came to aromanticism.

Gem took a minute to think before saying, “It's having the desire to kiss someone, the ability to spend an infinite amount of time and never get tired of them, the wanting to be a life partner, in my experience at least.” Pearl just hummed in response as they continued on working on Gem’s base but couldn't shake the feeling that she had some of those wants for her closest friend without it being explicitly romantic.

After a little bit, they went inside for a water break. Pearl was sitting on top of the dining table while Gem sat in a chair next to her, drinking from a simple glass. She felt herself observing her and took note of all the small details of her, opening her mouth to comment on one, specifically Gem's lips, but quickly closed it, realizing how awkward it would sound.

Gem must have noticed cause she looked over and gave a questioning eyebrow lift. Pearl was caught, so she sighed and answered, “This is going to sound weird, but I was just looking, as one does, and noticed how nice your lips look.”

In response, Gem just laughed, “Wh- wha? Thanks?” It wasn't judgemental or anything she was just caught very off guard. “Your lips.. look good.. too?”

“Okay this is going to sound worse, but-”

“Pearl, I think we've passed that point. That awkward ship has sailed.”

“I suppose. I don't know, just the concept of platonic kissing- is that a thing?”

“I mean, I suppose so,” thinking for a moment, “I guess that is how I would describe some of my older feelings for you”

Now Pearl was curious, “When?” Gem had confessed her romantic feelings when she initially had them and took the rejection fairly well, but they never really talked about it after.

“Well when I start befriending someone I have a crush on, my attraction just goes into this limbo for a bit between romantic and platonic. I've thought of that but never had exact wording for it.”

“Well why don't we try it now?” Pearl suggests as she guides Gem out of her seat and places her in between her legs. Gem stood just a bit taller compared to Pearl sitting, so Gem took her opportunity to hold her face and lead her lips to her own with a light experimental kiss. That only led to both of them wanting more as Pearl tilted her head a little and kissed her back even more intensely.

After they finally pulled apart from one another, “Woah,” was all Gem had to say. Pearl, out of breath, did her best to laugh at the reaction as she pulled her up on the table. “You should've brought this up earlier. That was amazing,” Gem muttered, laying her head down onto Pearl's shoulder.

“Thought it would ruin our friendship”, she admitted as she wrapped her arm around Gem, pulling her even closer.

“No point in friends if you can't kiss them every once in a while,” she joked.

Pearl took notice of the word friend, “Are we friends?” Not in a hurt way, but more so in a curious way.

“Well since I want to kiss you more than every once in a while, we could arrange something.”

Pearl couldn't help herself with an, “Oh?” alongside joking suggestive eyebrow wiggles.

Completely disregarding her usual antics, Gem moved on, “Like something between a friendship and actual romantic relationship?” she suggested.

“Well what would you call me, girlfriend, best friend?"

“I think I'll stick with Pearl. You're my Pearlo.”

Unraveling her body from Gem, she commented, “Alrighty, nice break, we gotta get back to base building,” Pearl said as she poked at Gem, “That means you gotta get up.”

“Mmm, maybe for another kiss?”