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friday nights & hot dates [kinktober 2023: slow & soft]

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Summary: A few months after he first showed up at your house to keep you company on your birthday, Conrad finally tells you how he feels. | sequel to 'you deserve better'

Pairing: James Conrad x Reader

Word Count: 6.1k [please prepare drinkies & snacks accordingly]

Warnings: 18+ | smut (minors & pearl clutchers, get on outta here i won't ask twice); unprotected p in v sex; language; insecure reader; the smut scene is 1.3k words long idek if i should say sorry for this… [let me know if i missed anything!]

Things to be aware of: simp Conrad; a touch of aftercare in the end 😳🫠

Dick-tionary (aka smut guide): smut starts at "Once he realized what you were about to do" and ends at "We're nowhere near done"

A loud chime boomed across the Monarch training field, announcing the top of the hour. The setting sun only barely blocked by the visor atop former Captain James Conrad's head and doing a piss poor job of straining his eyes as he watched on the first troop of soldiers assigned to the lab.

He'd been tasked to train the few handfuls of privates to be able to face the challenges that Skull Island would have in store for them throughout subsequent missions. They were decent enough, but to handle both navigating the hostile, monstrous terrain and serving as protective detail for the scientists on their tasks to obtain more samples and document its ecosystem, they would need to be exemplary. At the top of their game.

Especially if they are to be protecting Y/N, he thought to himself. Then again, he probably wouldn't let any of them anywhere near you. He would see to your protection personally. Make sure that there was little to no room for error when it came to your safety.

But they all had a long way to go before he decreed any of them ready for the field. And none of them would be closing the gap on their endurance or their agility within the next few minutes. The chime that rung out through the field not only signaled the top of the hour, but the end of your own work day, and he wanted to at least see you off to your ride home. Perhaps walk with you to the pick-up point.

"Alright, that's enough for today," he called out to the privates, everyone standing to attention at his word. "We'll resume on Monday morning. Get adequate rest this weekend."

He took off his training jacket and his visor, haphazardly running his hand through his short cropped hair. While he took a quick inventory of his belongings before heading off to your lab, one of the women privates approached him.

"Do you need anything, Pearson?"

She began to shuffle her stance, somewhat incapable of meeting his gaze as she spoke to him. "The other guys and I were going to check out the new Mexican place that opened up a few blocks from here. I was--I mean we were wondering if you'd like to join us?"

Pearson straightened her stance in a particular manner, jutting her chest out in a blatantly clear attempt to draw his attention to it. You're fresh out of luck, my attentions are for one woman and one woman only. And she's in the lab.

"Thank you for the invite, Pearson, but I have what you and your peers might say a…'hot date' tonight." He fought against the smile playing at the corners of his mouth at the thought of being on a proper date with you.

"Oh." She barely tried to hide the disappointment in her voice. "Okay then. Have a good weekend, Sir."

"Don't look now but he's here again," Brooks muttered from across the lab, the sound of him clacking away on his keyboard taking the briefest pause to tell you that once again, the former SAS tracker James Conrad was right outside the door. "You ever gonna share with the class how you two became a thing? 'Cause we have a bet going on in the lab about who made the first move and--"

"There's nothing to share, Brooks, because we aren't a thing," you cut him off, taking on a snippy tone while you ran the genome of the last flora sample from the set you collected in Skull Island against every recorded organism known to man so far. "We're friends, that's all. Give it time and he'll get tired of slumming it out with me and go back to haunting pool bars and nameless hookups."

"I don't know, Y/L/N…I never had a friend look at me like that."

The results from your test finally came up on the screen, confirming that the flora on the island were all, in fact, undocumented. You took a quick screenshot and placed it into your report. "Looks like we're getting funded," you announced, your half-deadpanned tone met with a mixture of excitement and fear. "Don't everyone stand up at once, I know how pumped we all are to get back to the island of death."

You finally stood up from your desk, looking outside the door and seeing Conrad outside giving you a little smile when your eyes met. You tried to ignore how your heart started doing backflips in your chest at the sight of him, keeping your expression fairly neutral as you gave him a small wave in response. Once your computer had finished shutting down, you grabbed your things and bid everyone goodbye, stopping at Brooks's desk last.

"If what you mean is looking at me like a barnacle he can't scrape off his boat, I hope you never have friends that look at you like that, my guy."

Before you stepped through the door, your fellow scientist let out a final remark. "You know, Y/N, for someone so smart, you're a bit of an idiot sometimes."

"Takes one to know one, Brooks," you shot back, stepping across the threshold and almost immediately becoming face-to-chest with the tracker that towered over you effortlessly. "Hey Conrad," you said slowly, trying your best to keep a hold of your composure. "Did you need something from us? I think I have Bryant running CMP for the guys you're training you should have the results tomo--"

"I didn't come here for the blood tests, Y/L/N," he cut you off, giving you another little smile that had your pulse thumping violently at your throat. "I erm…it's Friday." His eyebrows scrunched together in the slightest wince at his words.

"It is…" you echoed lamely, starting to tap away at your phone to get an Uber home, holding back the urge to sigh in relief seeing that your ride was only a few minutes away. "Have a good weekend, then," you tried to wave him off, pointing vaguely at the pick-up area, starting to awkwardly shuffle away from him.

He reached out and wrapped his hand around yours, stopping you before you got away too far. "Actually, I was thinking…perhaps we could go and grab a bite to eat? There's a new place that opened up just a short walk from here. Maybe we could try it out?"

As if on cue, your stomach let out an audible grumble, rudely reminding you that the last time you ate was this morning before you left your house. Before you could dwell on it any further, you canceled your Uber, giving him a tiny smile of your own. "Lead the way."

Dinner was a rather quiet affair, the two of you starting off by sharing a plate of nachos before you ordered your mains. Sometime before your entrees were served, a small group of people you recognized as the privates being trained as the Monarch Defense Team walked through the doors, the women immediately spotting Conrad and tossing a scornful dismissive look your way.

"What's wrong?"

His voice took your attention away from the group, the motion of him reaching across the table to take your hand in his causing a resounding stomp from across the restaurant followed by a barely contained "What the fuck?!"

"It's uhh…it's nothing," you waved off, trying to slowly pull your hand away so as to not elicit a stronger reaction from the group and grab his attention. "Just…thinking about work. I have to put a recommendation for another mission to the island in my report."

"We'll be better prepared this time," he reassured you, his thumb rubbing across the back of your hand in a soothing motion. "We have a better idea of what we're to face when we get there, and what not to do. And with enough time the troop that I'm training might even be field ready, so you and your team would have better protection."

Your neck twitched at the idea of the woman with the derisive eyes being tasked to protect you. Might even just throw you to the gigantic insects voluntarily. "Right…at least the team will be safe."

"And you, Y/N," he insisted, giving your hand a light squeeze. "I'll see to it myself, I promise you."

You nodded at his words, feeling your face strain at the smile you tried to give him before slipping your hand out of his and standing up. "Ladies room, I'll be back in a few."

While you were in line for the restroom, your thoughts wandered to how you could potentially word your recommendation so that maybe you didn't have to go with the rest of the team back to Skull Island. You weren't physically cut out to be in such a high-stress environment, and frankly you would be more of a liability if people had to look out for you on top of trying to survive a hostile environment.

When your turn came up in the queue, you were stopped in your tracks by someone wrapping their hand around your arm in a claw-like grasp, yanking you slightly backwards. "We need to talk, Y/L/N," a woman seethed.

You swore your blood chilled to near freezing point when you saw the woman private from Conrad's troop, her hateful eyes and vicious sneer too close for comfort.

There was something troubling you, Conrad could tell that much as he watched you in line for the restroom. Much as he usually found it adorable when you were muttering to yourself over your research, he had to fight to resist the urge to stand up and do what he could to somehow put you at ease.

He knew that you weren't all too excited that you had to return to the island, but his gut told him that it was more than just that. You seemed almost fearful when he mentioned the troop that he was training, and not in the way that told him it was simply because you doubted their ability to guarantee your safety.

Did you not realize that he would never even think to put your safety in anyone's hands other than his own? Didn't you know how valuable you were to him? Of course he would keep you safe. He'd put you in the same tent if he could just to make sure you'd never leave his sight.

The sight of a woman marching towards you as if on a war path had him leaving his seat within seconds, immediately recognizing it to be Pearson. When she stopped you from moving and he clocked the vice grip she had on you it had him seeing red. He saw the way you flinched back when she started hissing in your face, her words making every muscle in his body tense and burn with the itch to protect you from someone so obviously spiteful.

"Don't tell me you're the hot date that Captain Conrad turned me down for, this has to be the biggest crock of shit I've ever heard in my life," she spat out. Your face contorted with obvious discomfort from her talon-like hand tightening around your arm, nails undoubtedly digging into your skin.

"Listen, Private Pearson, I think there might just be a misunderstanding," you spoke softly, your tone laced with caution. "He's probably gonna go to said 'hot date' after this, I'm just his friend. We're friends…I think…"

Silly sweet girl, he thought to himself. Are you really so unaware of how I see you?

"Do you really think I'm that stupid, Y/L/N? I don't need to have a PhD in God knows what the ever loving fuck to know that you're into him. The only thing I can't figure out to save my life is what the fuck he sees in a mousey jumpy little thing like you, and where you found the goddamn audacity to steal him away the way you did."

"I'm not trying to steal anyone," you insisted, trying to wrestle your arm out of her hold. "We're just friends, Private Pearson. Anyone with a functioning brain can see that he doesn't want me like that. You want him, he's all yours, you won't hear a peep out of me."

"You better be right," she scoffed, releasing you with a slight shove, causing you to stumble backwards and fight to find your balance for a few seconds before righting yourself on your feet again. "If you know what's good for you, you'll stay the fuck away from him. Preferably before you see what happens when your stupid little face gets me triggered."

Rather than give her a verbal agreement, you simply nodded your head, scurrying off into the restroom, your face looking as if it had been drained of color and your bottom lip quivering with an obvious concern for your own safety.

So this was why you were concerned over your protection detail if you had to return to the island. Of course. Who would ever feel safe if someone assigned to the team that was tasked to protect them behaved the way that Pearson was behaving now? Who was to say that it wasn't beneath her to intentionally endanger you out of sheer spite?

The private let out an arrogant huff, flipping her hair and standing up straight with a smug look on her face before making her way back to her table with the rest of the privates in her troop.

"Pearson," Conrad spoke, letting his irritation over the entire encounter lace his tone. She stopped in her tracks, turning slowly to face him with a touch of fear in her eyes. Good, you should be afraid after the way you just spoke to the woman I love.

"Cap…Captain Conrad, hi!" Her cheeks strained with the smile she tried to keep plastered on her face despite the obvious nervousness that remained in her eyes. "We're so glad you decided to join us after all, we're seated over--"

"You're dismissed. Don't bother coming in on Monday." Her face fell immediately, indignation coloring her expression. "If you cannot treat the people you're expected to defend and protect with professionalism and respect, then you're not fit to stay on this team, let alone be deployed to the island."

"Come on, all this for a shifty little nothing? This is completely unfair!" she scoffed. "You could do so much better than her--"

"Hold your damn tongue, Pearson. I won't have you disrespect her--"

"She can't even hear us!"

"But I can." He began to raise his voice, calling the attention of the other patrons in the restaurant. "That's the woman I love you're talking about. It would be wise for you to choose your next words very carefully."

All the color drained from her face and she stood up straight again, back at full attention. "I apologize, Sir. I'll have my locker cleared before the weekend's over." And then she made her way back to her table, heavy footsteps sounding throughout the whole restaurant.

As Conrad sat back in his seat waiting for you to return, he replayed his own words over and over in his mind. After all this time keeping his emotions bottled in for the sake of preserving what friendship he had with you, the words had finally formed and solidified what had been building ever since the day he met you on the way to that forsaken death island.

He loved you.

By the time you made your way back to your table, you spotted Conrad signing a receipt and placing his credit card back into his wallet.

"You know I keep a tally on how many times you've refused to let me pay, right?" you sighed, taking out your phone and once again trying to book for an Uber home. "I'm perfectly fine with and capable of splitting the bill."

"Next time."

"I also keep a tally on how many times you've said exacty that." You shuffled your feet awkwardly where you stood, avoiding looking at both him and the table that sat his trainees, including the cruel witch that was Private Pearson. "Well uhm…I should get going, it's getting late. Enjoy your weekend, Conrad."

He reached out before you took another step, placing his hand at the curve of your waist. "Walk with me back to the lab and I'll drive you home."

The sound of a fist slamming down on one of the tables made you take a step back from his hold. You didn't have to look to know who it was or what caused the outburst. "I-I really don't wanna be a bother, it's fine. Really. I can take care of myself."

You tried to step forward again, making him stand from his seat, placing a large hand on your shoulder before running down the length of your arm to lace his fingers between yours. "You could never be a bother for me, Y/L/N," he spoke softly, lightly touching your chin with his other hand. "Come on."

For the most part throughout the drive to your place, he was touching you. Whether it be holding your hand between stoplights to make you stop picking at your fingernails, or rubbing circles on your knee to stop you from fidgeting, all the while keeping his other hand steadily on the wheel.

It was hands down one of the most illegally distractingly attractive things you'd ever seen. A sight that you thought was only reserved for leading ladies in those romance books you read, definitely not something you were supposed to experience in your lifetime.

It had you fighting back the urge to pout when you saw your house start to come into view, knowing that in a few short moments it would all be over. He gave your knee a light squeeze once he'd pulled up in front of your hourse, making quick work to make his way around the front of his car to open the door for you and undo your seatbelt.

The combined scent of his woodsy citrusy cologne and something that was just uniquely him seared itself into your brain as his face was mere inches from yours. He made it even worse reaching for your hand to hold you steady while you stepped out of the car.

"Thanks, Conrad," you muttered when you got to your door, your mind spinning from the feel of him running his thumb across your knuckles. "You should uhm…probably get going. Don't wanna keep you from any other plans you might have tonight."

You felt your pulse start beating furiously at your neck when he answered you. "What plans?"

Didn't Pearson have a full blown meltdown over him talking about a hot date and then seeing you with him at dinner? What the fuck was he going on about?

"Come on, Conrad, you don't have to pretend, it's just us here. Pearson practically yanked my spine from my throat earlier at the restaurant harping on about you having plans tonight so really, I'm sure you have better things to do on a Friday night you don't have to feel like you're…I don't know, obligated? To spend time with me. And at least you'll stop looking like you're doing some weird pity charity work, too--"

"Y/N, stop." He took a step toward you, closing the distance and framed your face in his large hands. "The only plans I had for tonight were with you. Do you remember what I told you all those months ago, that first night I came here?" You only stared at him blankly, wordlessly prompting him to answer it himself. "I wanted to let you know that I'm here. For you. And I still am. I always will be."

Before you could respond, he leaned in, pressing a delicate kiss to your lips. Fleeting, but it resumed the near violent fluttering in your stomach from the contact. He gave you no time to react before he pressed his lips to yours again, wrapping his arms around you and cradling your head with his hand before pressing you against the door.

"Look at me, sweetheart," he breathed out when he broke the kiss. Your breath hitched in the back of your throat when you saw how dilated his pupils had become after that kiss. "How is it that you're so observant of everything around you and yet you fail to see what's right in front of you?"

"Conrad what--"

"How could you look at me and not see a man so desperately, so irretrievably in love?"

You swore all the air left your lungs at his words. In love? No. This couldn't be real. This was beyond simply improbable, this was impossible.

There was no way on this Earth that he felt the same.

"I can almost hear the gears in your brilliant mind turning, Y/L/N," he said softly, weaving his fingers into your hair as he proceeded to press tender kisses on your temple and the side of your face. "Invite me inside. Let me take you to your bedroom. Let me show you what you mean to me."

Before you could think about it any longer, you wordlessly slipped your key into his hand, slowly nodding your head. The only response you got from him was him latching his lips onto your neck, groaning into your skin as he lifted you off the ground with one arm, unlocking your door with the other.

He'd carried you all the way upstairs to your bedroom, constantly pressing a kiss wherever his lips could reach. When he started fumbling for the light switch, you tried to hold out your hand to stop him. "No lights," you muttered. If you wanted this to go anywhere even remotely good tonight, that would require him not running for the hills the second he got you naked.

"Without the lights, I can't see you, sweet girl," he said back teasingly, kissing along your jawline until he captured your lips, smiling into the kiss.

"Exactly," you murmured against his lips, causing him to chuckle against your skin.

"Seeing you is the best part of my day," he told you simply, flipping the switch on and bathing your bedroom in a warm white glow. Your heart skipped a beat at the sight of the brilliant smile he gave you once he saw your face. "There you are."

He set you down on your feet, touching the top button of your shirt with a question in his eyes, only proceeding to undo the button when you have him a slight nod. Once enough skin was exposed to him, he started to trace a line of kisses across your collarbone, running his hands down your arms to strip the shirt off from you. And then he sent your mind racing as he gave you the same treatment working both your pants and panties down your legs.

"I've dreamed of this since the island," he whispered into your skin, kissing his way back up to your lips as he reached behind you, unclasping your bra. "Lie down on the bed, my love. Let me see you."

He kept your hand in his as you lowered yourself to lie on your back, your heart thundering in your chest and your lip quivering as his eyes hungrily roamed your body. Thoughts began to swim in your head again, of how different, how much less toned nearly all parts of you were compared to him. Compared to the women he'd been with before. You tried to pull your hand away from his, to start to cover yourself.

Once he realized what you were about to do, he moved to hover over you on the bed, placing his hand in the space between your arm and your torso to block your way. "No," he said simply before leaning down to press a kiss to your lips. "Don't hide yourself from me." He kissed his way down your neck to your chest, paying close attention to your breasts, holding you steady as you squirmed under him while he kissed and sucked your nipples into stiff peaks.

"Conrad…" Your voice came out faint, the air too thick to breathe while you drowned in his attentions. His lips moved down your stomach, peppering kisses along your mound before placing his hands on your inner thighs and gently parting your legs, opening yourself more to him.

You clenched around nothing watching him lick his lips before his eyes found yours, desperate whimpers coming out of you when he started kissing along your inner thighs. The ache between your legs started to grow stronger the closer his mouth got to where you craved him.

"Conrad!" Your back arched off the bed when he licked up the length of your slit and pressed a fleeting open-mouthed kiss to your clit.

"Lay back down, sweetheart." Your back immediately met the mattress again at his soft spoken order, your stomach fluttering violently again at the sight of him standing over you and pulling his shirt over his head. "You are the most breathtaking sight," he breathed out. "My love…"

"Could say the same from here," you shot back, still struggling to breathe properly under his gaze. The air was practically stuck in your throat the second his hands went to his pants, taking his time to undo his belt and pants, every muscle on his perfectly sculpted body moving and flexing as if he was trying to seduce you with such a seemingly mundane action.

As if he needed to seduce you.

The sound that came out of you was borderline inhuman the second he pushed his pants down his legs, and you'd gotten a good look at the sheer size of him. There's no way that's gonna fit, you thought nervously. "Conrad, I don't--" You huffed out a deflated sigh. "It's been an embarrassingly long while since I've--"

"It's alright, sweetheart." He quickly made his way back to his position on the bed, pressing a line of kisses along your jaw until he reached your lips, making an almost relieved sound against your lips. "We'll go slow. Please just tell me if I hurt you, that's the last thing I'd ever want."

Your eyes flew open at the feel of his length pressing against your entrance, your walls stretching just shy of the point of discomfort as you accommodated to his size. Any other thoughts and doubts in your mind took a backseat to the sound of Conrad's soft groans as he inched his way into you.

You'd never felt this unbelievably full.

He moaned your name in your ear. "Like you were made for me." He pressed his lips to your temple, the gesture somewhat calming your erratically beating heart. "I'll keep going now."

"Wait Conrad you what--Oh!" You felt a thrill at the back of your head once he pushed even further in, more arousal rushing and slickening your inner walls clenching around him as if pulling him deeper into you. All you could utter over the overwhelming pleasure he was subjecting you to was a faint whimper of his name.

"I love you, Y/N," he sighed in contentment, his warm exhale hitting your already heated skin before he resumed kissing along the side of your face.

"Don't say that," you blurted out. "You don't have to--"

"I want to," he cut you off, moving his head to capture your lips in a heated kiss, his tongue licking at your bottom lip. "I've wanted to tell you for so long please don't tell me to stop. I can't--"

"No one's ever said it. Not to me. I'm not--I've never been--"

Your words stilled him. He rested his forehead on yours, the tip of his nose brushing against your own. "All the more reason for me to tell you." He muffled your moan with a kiss when he inched in even more. "I love you." He kissed up your neck, gently capturing your earlobe between his teeth before kissing the same spot. "I'll say it so often everyone around us will be sick of hearing me say the words."

"Conrad…" you cried out when he finally bottomed out, your hips flush together. "Please--"

"I love you." He started moving his hips in slow grinding circles, repeating the words every time he fully entered you.

The words were lodged stubbornly in the back of your throat; all you could utter was his name while your body trembled trying to raise your hips to meet his thrusts. Meanwhile a vicious voice in the back of your mind questioned if this was even real, refusing to accept any reality where a guy like James Conrad actually genuinely fell in love with you.

You lived by the saying that if something sounded too good to be true, then it probably was. And this…this sounded like a chick lit romance novel where the devastatingly handsome decommissioned soldier fell for the nerdy scientist that most days couldn't even bother to check if her hair looked alright from the back.

This was definitely too good to be true. And all you could do now was allow yourself the fleeting opportunity to lose yourself in the pleasure he was more than capable of and seemed quite willing to give you.

And brace yourself for the moment he pulled away. The moment he finally realized that yes. Yes he could do better, actually.

Before you could dwell on it any further, he pulled you out of your spiraling thoughts when his fingers made contact with the throbbing bundle of nerves above your entrance, rubbing at the spot with the same languid pace of his thrusts.

"You feel divine, my love," he moaned in your ear, pressing his lips to a spot behind it that sent your mind reeling, the tension tightening in your stomach even further. "Come for me, Y/N." He upped his pressure on your clit, still keeping the pace with his slow, deep thrusts.

The coiling tension finally snapped when he started sucking at your skin, your walls convulsing around him while your body shook under him, your hold on his shoulder blade weakening until you finally let go, arm landing on the mattress with a soft thud. He stilled his movement inside you, capturing your lips in a tender kiss while you came down from your high.

"I love you," he kept whispering between kisses. The words had you feeling the traitorous tears prickling in the back of your eyes, every part of you filled with the overpowering urge to say them back. Tell him that you felt the same.

Instead you wanted to slap yourself for the question that slipped from your mouth. "Wait what about you?"

The smirk he gave you in response had thrills shooting throughout your body, feeling the faintest tinge of embarrassment in the back of your mind when you felt your pussy clenching around him at the sight. His mouth stretched into a devilish grin as he thrusted into you in return, his eyes filled with an obvious mix of sexual and romantic intent.

"Don't you worry about me, sweetheart," he rasped, starting to slowly grind his hips again. "We're nowhere near done."

He's not coming back. He left the bedroom and give it time, you're gonna hear him leave the house.

You were being irrational, and most of your mind recognized your thoughts for what they were: absolutely batshit crazy and dead wrong. For one, Conrad left the room without a stick of clothing covering him, telling you he was going to get water. He didn't know how to navigate most of your house so it would reasonably take him a few minutes to actually go get it and come back up.

That didn't stop you from making your way to the head of the bed, and crawling under the covers, drawing your knees to your chest as if you were bracing yourself for emotional impact. You caught a glimpse of your reflection on the full-length mirror, instinctively bringing your hand up to your hair to start working at the knots and tangles that developed over the last few hours.

Conrad came back to the room at that moment, holding a water bottle and two cups, giving you a soft smile as he looked on at all the effects from your lovemaking. "You look like an angel…perched on a cloud." He handed you your cup before pouring one for himself, raising an eyebrow at you when you remained sitting motionless and staring at him blankly. "What is it, sweetheart?"

"I just--I thought you were just gonna get for--"

"Myself?" You nodded at him once he finished for you, making him click his tongue in disappointment, realizing what kind of experiences you'd had before. "You're making it too easy for me to spoil you. I could never be so selfish." He briefly touched his glass to yours, the clinking sound filling the room before you both downed your drinks.

Even while he climbed back onto the bed, situating himself beside you and pulling you into his arms, your irrational thoughts that he'll redress himself in a few minutes time and leave plagued your mind.

"You're looking at me like you expect me to disappear," he murmured, lightly tracing along the lines of your face with his fingertips. "What's wrong, Y/N?"

Come on, you stupid little scaredy cat just tell him. Three words. Three monosyllabic words so simple a kid can say them. Just say it.

"You're still here," you blurted out, immediately wanting to swallow your tongue when his face dropped.

Wrong three words, you fucking idiot.

"Do you want me to leave?" His words came out strained, as if it physically hurt him to say them.

"No, I don't. It's just…I expect it. And if I can be honest I'm still kind of…waiting."

"Waiting for what?"

You pursed your lips, a part of you already feeling silly for the words about to come out your mouth. "Post-coital clarity?"

He let out a slow sigh, his hold tightening around you while he cupped your face with his free hand, stroking along your cheekbone with his thumb. "And what in the world is that?"

"It's this--Honestly it's silly, really--"

"It doesn't seem silly to you." He leaned in to press a soft kiss to your lips, pulling you closer when you melted against him at the gesture. "So it's not silly to me. Tell me what it is."

You took a deep breath, your fingers absentmindedly tracing along the lines on his abdomen while you explained. "It's this phenomena that…once you've slept with someone, the attraction goes away. Your mind's more clear, you're no longer overpowered by this attraction and you realize that the person you just had sex with isn't as appealing as they were before you got together."

It took him a few seconds before he spoke again, maneuvering you so that you were now on top of him, straddling his stomach, his hands skimming up and down your sides.

"Why is it so hard for you to accept that I love you?"

The question seemed so ridiculous to you. "Because nobody ever has. Nobody does--"

"You're wrong," he cut you off, pulling you close until your chests were pressed together. "I know it might not happen often but it's happening now. You're wrong, and I'm living proof of it. Because I'm here. I'm here and I love you. The only clarity that came to me is that I want more than anything for us to become more. For what we shared tonight be more than a one-time thing."

He wrapped his arms tighter around you, pulling you into a tender kiss that had your heart fluttering when he licked into your mouth, his tongue gliding against yours. "I'm no good with words," you said breathlessly when he broke the kiss, his chest heaving against yours. "I've never been able to say how I feel, I can't--"

"Shh it's alright, sweetheart," he breathed, holding you by the back of your neck to rest your forehead against his. "You don't need those fancy words you use in your report. It's just us here. Whatever you wish to tell me, in the plainest words--"

"I love you, too."

A/N: I've finally finished this mega chonker of a piece! And I've given 'you deserve better' Conrad his happy ending with his precious bb 🥹🥹

Next up is the final story in the Kinktober 2023 initial goal: Fingering with President Loki 😳👀 And lemme just tell y'all now…it's gonna be at least 2k words long because I haven't even gotten to the smutting yet 🥴

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Kinktober taglist: @azula-karai-27

[burningcheese-merchant]

I have. A few things to say! First of all, thank you for writing for here (and there, but I do not have an AO3)! I’m very in much love with someone going crazy for another and *mwah* do you do it right and justice! That said, prioritize yourself! Drink water! Eat! Do not burn out, and do not feel pressured to do stuff! I hope that your spark burns for long after this fandom!

Thank you so, so much for your kind words! I know you sent multiple asks, so I'm going to try to respond to the first two in one post, if that's ok! (I'll answer the PitayaFire one separately)

Don't you know that the truest, most profound kind of love is born not beneath the soft, pale light of the full moon, not in the sound of a pair's steps as they dance the night away, not within the warmth and security of a tender embrace, but within the walls of the solitary confinement cell in the "dangerous and violent" housing section of a psych ward? LOL jk. It's really fun writing a lovesick/obsessed person for some reason. I don't have this dynamic for any of my other ships, this is the first time I've opted to explore a darker, more uncomfortable and unstable route/interpretation of a "relationship" and it's honestly been a blast lol. (I DO also ship mutual BurningCheese, but under specific conditions, AKA Burning Spice has a redemption arc and GC falls for him on her own. I just can't justify them being together if he's still evil. So long as he is, the love is one-sided)

I really am grateful for your compliments and encouragement. I've got a super big and important BurningCheese fic in the oven rn, but I do need to actually focus on real life for a bit, so it'll be some time. I'll be posting drabbles on here and a fic or two on AO3 where BS is NOT dangerously insane, just a regular asshole who's down bad lol

You can rest assured that my crazy diamond will continue shining on long after I get tired of these games about talking cookies. I always loved writing, it's my favorite hobby and it's my only way of expressing my creativity since I can't draw to save my life. I actually have a 100% original work I've been tinkering with for a loooong time, but I always wanted that story to be told in comic form, and to do that... I have to learn to draw lol. (And that's... a really big mountain to climb. I want to climb it more than anything, but I don't know if I can. Feels like I keep slipping and falling on my ass every time I try to take and retake the first step on the first rock, you know? Idk how anyone does it, honestly...) In any case, I'm truly grateful for you and everyone else who bothers to look at my work and actually thinks it's good for some reason

Did you see that gacha animation though 👀 The way BS is looking at her 👀 y'all can't tell me he ain't thirsty. Look at that twinkle in his eye. Look at that smile. He wants to tear up more than just those wings, I'm telling you 👀 Shadow Milk is a silly billy, he thinks puppet shows and gaslighting are how you flirt with people. Mystic Flour is probably just like "what. What is this. Who is this man. Why is he handsome. Why do I feel this way. Emotions are futile. Love is ephemeral. I will not stray from the path. I will trap him in my mind prison and torture him. That will fix it. He will surrender to apathy. He will return my soul jam. He will see how smart and correct I am. Cloud Haetae will sing my praises to him until he believes them. Yes. That is what will happen. Victory is mine. I am Very Normal about this." Burning Spice? Down horrendous. Down crazy. When GC is there, it's like no one else is in the room. Won't stop smiling. Only mentions the Soul Jam once, focuses on her specifically the whole rest of the time. First real thing he says to her is how much she impresses him. Throws a tantrum after their fight essentially because she didn't step on him hard enough. Down bad. Down bad. Down bad. Ain't no way he isn't. You can't change my mind

Sorry for rambling. TL;DR: Yo Socrates, it's a fucking cookie (also thank you for your support)

[sea-owl]

I request a governess polin au, hell we can add kathony too.

So let's say that in this au, Kate never went to London and Penelope never had London debut. To help with the family finances Kate set out to become a nurse/governess (I am aware they are two different positions, but just roll with me.) After discovering Lord Featheringtons debts Portia only had enough money to debut one more daughter. After debating she decided to place her bets on Felicity. Neither ever met the Bridgertons.

Somehow Penelope ended up as a sort of apprentice/partner to Kate and the two found a good job within the house of the Duke and Duchess of Hastings. With two of them they are able to take care of the children, Auggie, and Amelia, when they are younger and later teach them as well as any other children the Duke and Duchess may have.

The two get along well with their employers and they have each other so the loneliness that usually comes with their kind of position isn't as bad.

Then comes 1816 aka the year without summer. Things were wet and cold, some of the ton had decided to forgo that season and stay in their country homes. One of those families was the Bassets, who decided to invite the family to Clyvedon for the rest of the season, with possibly taking some time to go to Aubrey Hall.

Of course Kate and Penelope are also at Clyvedon, helping take care of the young lord and ladies.

"Oh Kate, Penelope," Daphne greeted as she walked into the nursery. "You two can take a break for a little while. Just bring the children down to the drawing room, my family will be here soon and I'm sure they'll want to see the babies."

"Yes your grace," Kate and Penelope bowed.

"Thank you-," Daphne cut herself off with a yawn. "Oh forgive me on that."

"It is alright your grace," Kate said.

Daphne fought another yawn as she walked out of the nursery.

Kate and Penelope looked at each other before letting out soft giggles.

"I suppose we'll have another little one soon enough," Kate said as she held onto Auggie's leading strings in one hand and held Belinda in another.

"Good for us, it keeps us employed longer," Penelope joked. She gently bounces Caroline, while her other hand holds Amelia's leading strings. "Looks like you won't be the baby for long young miss."

Kate grinned. "That it does."

The two lead the children down to the family drawing room where Simon was waiting. After that they were temporarily free for probably most of the afternoon if this was like the other visits from the duchess' family. Not that Kate and Penelope haven't really had any more than brief glimpses at the infamous Bridgertons.

After that Kate went to take a walk while Penelope went down to the kitchen for some leftovers cook left since she missed breakfast.

Enter Anthony and Colin.

Anthony had ridden separate from his family as he had to make a stop on the way for business. Unfortunately this also meant that Anthony had gotten caught in the rain on his way. Colin had gotten back just in time for them to leave and had not yet had a chance to change out of his traveling clothes nor a chance to really eat anything. Suffice to say they did not really look like sons of a high bred family.

Kate just happened to be passing by when Anthony rode up to Clyvedon.

Kate had to stop herself from raising an eyebrow at the soaked man who was foolish to ride out into the rain. If she had to guess he may have been one of the tenets. Just as they always did during the first day of guest arriving, the duke and duchess gave strict orders that they are not to be disturbed.

"Excuse me," the man said. "You could you direct me to where Simon and Daphne are?"

Kate was taken aback. She has never heard of a tenet being so informal. "I'm sorry sir, but their graces are not seeing to any business today. The duchess' family had arrived today."

The tenet looked annoyed. "I assure you they are expecting me."

"Sir," Kare sighed, then yelled when he pushed past her. "Sir!"

That's when Kate heard the bell designated for the nurses and governesses. Well fine, she'll just let her employers handle the tenet.

Meanwhile Colin had sneaked down to the kitchen. He was a growing boy after all, and he hadn't eaten all day.

He was surprised to see a cute red down there happily eating an eclair.

"Is there anymore?" Colin asked her.

Penelope jumped, just barely catching the custard that fell. Turning towards Colin she did in fact raise an eyebrow. She has not seen this man before. Penelope could place almost all the servants at Clyvedon by face and she has seen this one. Plus his clothing does not look like anything any of the servants would be wearing. Nor is he looking at her food like anyone else she has met before.

"I'm sorry sir, but this was the only one Cook had set aside. The rest are being served to her grace's family," Penelope said.

The man's eyes lit up at the mere mention of more food. "Really? Oh must show me where they are!"

What was this man? Some kind of interloper? Penelope would rather not show him where the duke and duchess are, but blast. It looks like she might not have a choice. That was the bell to summon her and Kate. Well hopefully if he does follow the duke will take care of it.

Kate and Penelope met at the entrance of the drawing room both of them looking at their partner with a questioning look at the strange man following.

Before Kate or Penelope could stop them the tenet and the interloper both walk into the drawing room.

"Anthony!"

"Colin!"

Oh fuck, Kate and Penelope knew those names. Those were the names of the duchess' brothers, the Viscount Bridgerton and the third Bridgerton. And now among the rest of their siblings Kate and Penelope could see the resemblance.

[py6oto]

more hlvrai x yume nikki au stuff!!!

this post is gonna have a lot more text than my usual posts. so sorry if you don't want that.

so people seemed to really like my idea (which is really unexpected !! i didn't expect it to gain any attention at all!!! but its also super awesome and im so glad they do!!) so ive been brainstorming a little bit.

heads up i know yume nikki is a very ambiguous game but im pretty new to it so if i happen to get any established information wrong please let me know !? ty !!

anyways. before we do the effects. please take some sprites.

(body horror ((multiple eyes, messed up limbs, gunshot sounds)) under the cut!!! pls stay safe !!! ) (also a huge lore dump. sorry!)

id think this au takes place in a universe where the resonance cascade was real (aka not a game or simulation) and it'd be like, maybe a few months after it. gordon is traumatized as hell and it haunts his subconscious to the point he feels the need to isolate himself completely. he relives his trauma through eerily consistent dream worlds and then dies on a random tuesday. credits roll. audience cheers. wonderful story.

the vision for the sprites is that tommy functions as a "friendly" npc (like monoko and the other girl i forget the name of please forgive me) and benrey functions as poniko, uboa being "xenrey" or essentially messed up alien benrey (the weird...white...blood....world...room...uboa takes you to when you interact with it is simply replaced by xen. that's it. benreys house is a direct gateway to that time gordon fought god and won and isn't that amazing.)

i might remake the "uboa" sprite in the future because i don't really like it right now. im very new to pixel art and imitating YMNK's style is a little hard.

i like to think this imaginary game would have the teensiest tiny bit of dialogue, only when interacting with benrey. when you interact with his "regular" form, he says "you're not supposed to be here." and repeats it every time you interact, not saying anything else.

i know one of the biggest things that makes yume nikki stand out is its lack of dialogue, but listen, i think it would work well!!! seeing as this is the only time a character actually talks to gordon through understandable dialogue (unless i come up with something else!! haha) i think it would be confusing and throw players off because it breaks the pattern of being either ignored or silently acknowledged. someone talking directly to you after hours of isolation is confusing and unpredictable. which is what benrey is. confusing as hell!

im not sure what function tommy would offer, if any, i kinda want him to maybe give gordon an effect (soda effect could work?)

i dont think he'd bring any jumpscares or intentionally unsettling things to the table. seeing as he was the only one by gordon's side when the rest of the team proved itself to be a threat, i think it's logical he'd remember tommy in a warmer light than the others- which is reflected in how instead of unsettling or ignoring gordom, dream tommy simply smiles and gives him the ability to drink a soda any time. soda effect.

does this soda effect make you see faster like tommy said?

as much as i'd love to, no. probably not. because i have no idea what the hell seeing faster means.

maybe you can get a caffeine overdose. if you spam 1 enough times you will get very fast for as long as the soda effect is on. like the bycicle effect, but better, because you can taste it!

but no, it won't help you see faster. i don't know how to translate that sentence into understandable english.

now, coomer and bubby!!!! i apologize very deeply for i have not made sprites for them yet. i promise i will!!! it's just very late today and if i draw anything else i will actually just pass out.

im not very sure what i want for them yet. i think theyd be similar to tommy, but they'd have different functions. maybe they all give gordon different effects. or maybe they scare him! i dunno, i feel like there'd be a certain level of distrust from gordon to the old guys, like, of course he doesn't hate them but itd be hard to remember them super kindly and harmlessly when one of them ruthlessly tried to murder you with 300 clones of himself and the other tricked you into an ambush that cost you your arm, as much as you love them.

also!!! i completely forgot gordon lost an arm when i made his sprite. oops. it's okay its just a very realistic prosthetic

anyways. this post is getting too long so i think I'll save the boomer talk for when i actually post their sprites. its time for EFFECTS !!

i haven't been able to come up with many words yet. but i have some effects and a slight idea of how gordon would earn them.

concept art is beautiful

from left to right (because my handwriting is absolutely hideous!)

SODA - earned by interacting with TOMMY. wherever tommy is??? i dunno! pressing 1 will make gordon drink the soda and earn a temporary speed boost.

CAR??? - part of me really wants to rename this one but it's so funny to me i want to keep it. it's just a car. he literally just whips out a car and starts driving. what a legend. this effect lets him get across water areas faster (even faster than the soda!)

LONG HAIR - literally just gives him long hair. there is no practical use for this. nothing will happen. it just gives him long hair. isnt he beautiful.

ARM - earned by interacting with a dismembered arm found... somewhere.... probably some dark room. you know that effect where madotsuki literally just becomes a head? yeah. this is that but it's an arm because of course it is. this is an opportunity and i will not give it up. there is no use for this either. it just makes him a slow sad lonely arm.

MINIGUN - found by interacting with a certain object in POTION !! WORLD !! YEAHHH!! DARNOLD REFERENCE !!! pressing 1 will let you shoot the hell out of your enemies and make them pay for their sins

SWEET VOICE - found by interacting with any of the orbs in COLOR WORLD. 1 will allow gordon to song a beautiful, colorful song that will soothe any npcs he might have angered and make them stop trying to murder him.

POWERLEGS - MAYBE given by coomer npc? idk! this is all brainstorming and a work in progress! 1 makes gordon jump real high, allowing him to reach otherwise unaccessible areas

GHOST - ghost. he's a ghost. he's transparent. he flies. 1 makes him do a little ooooo noise and all the npcs run away from him because the place is haunted. ghost.

GLASSES - literally just pick up some glasses from the floor. putting them on will uncover a few hidden details across the map that may be necessary for progress ... like a very small and specific set of stairs

SMALL - makes gordon very small. i thought the original effect was super fun so i just kept it unchanged. small gordon. he can clone himself and make a gordon army. small. im thinking he finds it thru a coomer clone that is abnormally small. he interacts. small effect. small!

SHORT HAIR - literally just short hair. gordon can't seem to pick a haircut!

UMBRELLA - ...umbrella. makes it rain. shelters gordon from the rain at the same time. can be used for the same purpose it has in yume nikki which is putting out fires or stopping pre-existing rain.

there's supposed to be more effects and i still need to plan all the worlds and hidden rooms but ........ maybe when the sun is out and i have slept and i can think better !!! let me know whatever suggestions or ideas you guys have. i love hearing them a lot ^_^ thank you if you read all of this!! i promise hlvrai animations are not over this is just an au that has temporarily taken over its okay my content is not changing to yume nikki hlvrai only

gordon no

2023.07.27

[xkittypunkerx]

SCREAM - A Beautiful Lie

Chapter Summary and Gang Members: Punk and his gang realize that AJ Lee has returned and begin to make their plans.

Gang Members

2009 Heel CM Punk

SOA Season 1 Jax Teller

James Keenan aka Corey Graves

The Shield Seth Rollins

Jimmy Jacobs

Chapter two

-April Mendez-

Within the next week or so, any stranger would think that we've been living here for years. We installed an amazing improved stereo system, flat screen TV, and a few other needed appliances and such. I guess you could say that our parents really love us.

I groggily opened my eyes to the smell of bacon and eggs flowing through the house. Kofi must be over here showing off his secret culinary skills. I stretched as I got out of bed, and made my way down to the kitchen. "Well look who finally decided to get up," Kaitlyn laughed as she swallowed a forkful of hash browns.

I rolled my eyes, "C'mon, I didn't sleep in that late!"

I noticed that both Kaitlyn and Kofi were staring at the oven clock and suppressing laughter, so I followed their stare and saw that I had slept in until 10 AM! I was supposed to be at an illustration intern meeting in exactly 30 minutes...

"Shit!" I cursed as I ran down the hall to my room and quickly changed into a black and grey pinstriped business suit, straightened my hair, and applied just a slight amount of makeup, enough to look like myself but not so "scary."

I rushed to the kitchen again, noting I only had 10 minutes left. Good thing that this event was on campus, otherwise I'd be mega screwed.

"Ok, I should be back around one, so you guys can go to lunch without me if you want. Um...don't forget to clean up. Peace out!" I yelled as I ran out the door to the truck.

If I wasn't in such a rush, I could've had just enough time to laugh at myself. Seriously, I just sounded like their mother! All humor aside, I pressed the pedal to the metal and pulled into the parking lot mere seconds before the meeting was about to begin.

When I walked in, it turned out that they were still distributing name tags. And much to my surprise, people were still stumbling in after me. Sometimes I honestly believe I worry way too much.

The meeting itself was a great success. I ended up meeting some pretty cool people, some of which I had common classes with this semester, got brochures for internships, and even received a couple of compliments on the drawings I've gathered thus far for my portfolio. Anyone near me could tell that I was excessively ecstatic as I practically skipped back to the truck. At this rate, tonight would definitely be a party night.

I drove home to find two very strange things: it smelled like shit and Kaitlyn had left a note. I plugged my nose in suspicious disgust as I crept into the bathroom to see if I could figure out the source of the massive stench.

I groaned as I looked at the chunk of nastiness resting at the bottom of the toilet. The water was raised unnaturally high, and something told me this thing was clogged. My suspicions were confirmed after four flushes, and no success. No matter how many times I tried to flush afterward, it didn't go up or down...now that's really gross. That note better explain what's going on here.

The note was written on the back of some receipt and resting on the corner of the counter.

It read:

AJ, I'm leaving to go look for a job. Kofi said he'll stay here a little longer, but he'll probably be gone before you get back home.

Love, Kait the Great

I rolled my eyes after reading her signature, but then realized that it must've been Kofi who was the one responsible for the clogged toilet, though it doesn't really seem like something he would do...

I groaned as I pulled the phone book out from under the kitchen desk and looked for a plumber. I dreaded the thought of some gross fat man coming here while I'm helpless and alone - talk about paranoia. Remember: keep the past where it belongs.

I forced myself to dial the number and sat on the couch waiting for him to arrive.

-Jax Teller-

"Is anyone else ready to go look for new prey? I need someone to fuck with," I asked in a bored tone as I skimmed through some text messages in my cell.

All of the guys agreed in their own way as we chugged our liquor besides, as if it were water. At this point in our world, liquor was almost necessary to keep the entertainment and creativity flowing.

As I lounged back in the leather recliner, a random memory suddenly entered my mind, causing some beer to slip past my lips as I began laughing. "What's so funny, man?" James asked, eyeing me strangely.

"Do you guys remember April Mendez, from like 3 or 4 years ago? Damn, I would just love to go hunt her down and finally finish off our first project," I suggested.

Punk had a thoughtful look on his face, as if he was reliving memories, before he finally ended up cheering for the idea. He should be the one to support the idea the most, considering the fact that AJ Lee was his girlfriend at the time.

"You know, that would probably be way better than any of the kills we've done lately. It would be challenging to find her, but damn would it be worth it."

Seth stood up and walked over to the computer nearby. He was always the pro when it came to stalking people. "Don't worry, I'm on it!" he announced with a confidence-filled grin.

He quickly typed April Mendez's name in some weird college database and you'd never believe it, but we found her. It would seem that AJ Lee must have forgotten all about us, because she was stupid enough to return to the neighborhood for her college education.

It's a shame she has no idea what she's in for. And I can promise you that she will greatly regret the day she ever decided to return to Chicago. We each exchanged pleased looks as we gathered around the kitchen table, shoving all the fast food wrappers and bloody utensils out of the way so we could plan properly.

The following morning, Punk, Seth, and I decided to go gather some dirt on AJ Lee, find out where she lives, and create a reason for us to return to her new home later tonight. AJ Lee attended a rather prestigious college located right in the heart of Chicago. It was a sprawling campus, with several residential locations.

Of course, since AJ was so much classier than the other freshman, she's living in the gated community of condos. Luckily, the community was along the edges of the campus, right near a thick forest

Seth drove the van off the main road and down the bumpy, grassy hill to the right. If our calculations were correct, then we should be close to her condo...number 233 A. Once we saw the black rod iron fence, we decided to jump it and try our luck.

"Hers is just a couple feet down the street," Punk noted as we walked slowly down the sidewalk.

I decided to go ahead of the other two slightly, just to get a sneak peak inside the house. As it turns out, it would seem we weren't alone. A girl and a guy were both sitting at the kitchen table, chatting. Looks like all we can do is sit and wait until these little inconveniences disappear.

"Hmm, maybe we could snag that chick as an encore or something?" Seth suggested, nodding toward the black and blond-haired girl.

"That could work...or we could just use them against AJ somehow. I don't really give a shit what we do with them, I just want this to be the best work we've ever done," Punk said.

I nodded, "Don't worry, man. We'll use all our tricks on this one!"

We waited in the bushes until we were sure that both people left the condo. Then, we picked the back door lock and made our way inside. Seth whistled and said, "Check out this place!"

I made my way further into the condo, walking down the short hallway until I ran into two closed doors. "Which one do you think is hers?"

Punk shrugged and kicked both doors open with just enough force to get the job done, yet keep the doors' hinges intact. One room was green and the other was black and white. "This one's definitely her room," he confirmed as he stepped into the green room. Oh that's right, green was her favorite color.

She had tons of band posters plastered across the walls, a HIM comforter on the bed, and framed pictures of her with those two other people along the shelves attached to her desk. Punk stared hard at the photos, his eyes holding a hint of resentment.

He shook his head and placed a hand over his heart and said with a tone of false pain, "She doesn't even have a picture of her and me together! I'm devastated." I humored him with a laugh as I scanned the rest of the room, memorizing every bit of it for our return tonight.

"Hey guys we don't know when the bitch is gonna be back so we better work fast," Seth pointed out, leaning casually against the white door frame.

I got up off her bed and found my way down to the basement to mess with the electric system. And just for a little bit of entertainment, Seth decided to run over to the bathroom and take a massive dump to give me a reason to return as a plumber before the real fun begins.

Before we left, Punk changed the locks around so that we had easy access to the condo tonight, regardless of whether or not little defenseless AJ thinks that the door is locked.

"How'd it go?" James asked, briefly glancing up from his Sports Illustrated magazine.

"It's perfect! We've got the whole house rigged for our benefit and Teller's is gonna head back over there in a couple hours just to fuck with her," Punk exclaimed, reaching into the fridge for an ice cold water bottle. "Also, she doesn't live alone. A girl and guy were there earlier today, so we have a couple toys to use on the side."

"The guy actually lives across the street, but the girl does in fact live with AJ. I think we should take her too for a little extra fun for the rest of us," Seth added, showing off his stalker skills once again.

"I agree with Seth. Do you think you two can keep this chick out of the house until we give you a call confirming AJ Lee's capture?" I asked James and Jimmy.

"Her name is Kaitlyn," Seth interjected.

James smirked, "Sounds hot. Besides, Teller, you know we're the best at stalking, distracting, and capturing!"

I assumed that AJ had to be back home by now, so I drove over to this plumbing place downtown that we had a special connection with. Clearly, we've pulled this particular maneuver before.

Before entering the building, I changed into the navy blue jumpsuit and pulled the hat down low over my forehead. I nodded curtly at the young guy working at the front of the counter.

"Tell... Teller, what are you doing here?" he asked, just barely above a whisper.

I stared at him intently, savoring the fear in his eyes. "Relax kid there's nothing to worry about. I'm actually doing the job this time. No bloodshed involved."

He knew all too well that in most cases I used this cover up to sneak inside homes and steal the beautiful women inside. Technically, I wasn't really lying. AJ would stay safe and sound while I fix her toilet. I wouldn't be using a disguise to take her away tonight.

Ten minutes after my arrival, the phone rang shrilly through the tiny building. "I've got this one," I said reaching excitedly for the phone, clearing my throat to sound professional. "Hello, J T Plumbing. What can I plumb for ya?"

"Um, yeah, my toilet won't flush and, well, someone...you know...emptied a little too much and it won't budge. Do you think you can come out here and fix it?" she asked timidly.

I smiled as the tone of disgust in her voice reached my ears. "Sure, thing darling, that's our job. Can ya give me an address please?"

She told me the address and even gave me the code to get past the gate. I told her I'd be there momentarily and hung up the phone. I loaded a few things into the van and headed back over to the campus.

I arrived at her place a few minutes later and had to silence a laugh as I rang the doorbell and waited to see her filthy little face. The hardest part of this whole thing would be pretending to be nice to her, but it would all be worth it in the end.

I formed a perfectly fake, business-like smile on my face once she opened the door. Her eyes widened momentarily and she hesitated to speak after first seeing me. I knew she didn't recognize me... probably assumed I'd be fat and creepy...even though I didn't think all men of this profession were like that.

But then again, I'm not really a plumber.

In the next Chapter: The Gang Kidnaps AJ Lee

[ostianshadow]

TOA Anniversary Munday!

Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is.

Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing!

Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together.

Name: vicky (aka key or wkey)

Pronouns: she/her

Birthday (no year): jan 6

Where are you from? What is your time zone? french canadian. west coast best coast. pst.

Roleplay experience: idk since i was like 7? running around the neighbourhood w the boyz and gming our own little world of makebelieve… writing/online-wise, since around the age of 10-11 when we got a puter in the living room.

Got any pets? black kitty called cabbage i fostered and then adopted. she's no thoughts head empty and that's why she won over my other 16 foster cats. /hj

Favorite time of year: autumn-ish or spring. don't do well in the heat but sad makes winter bad.

Some interests and things you like: comics&webtoons, puzzle games (picross, sudoku, etc), ultimate frisbee, tennis, hiking, traveling

Some funfacts & trivia about you:

-prefer crepes to pancakes

-don't leave me alone with a box of ice cream sandwiches for the love of-

-past key has cumulatively drawn 500+ comic pages over the years (and misses it dearly)

-used to play ice hockey, played for bout 12 years. stopped due to injuries.

What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? ffxiv, zelda, tales of, undertale

Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: ghost, haunter

How did you get into Fire Emblem? smash bros /j i think my bro acquired a copy of fe7 and the rest is history

What Fire Emblem games have you played? 6 through current

First Fire Emblem game: 7

Favorite Fire Emblem game: hrkkk probably 7 but super fond of sacred stones n path of radiance too

Any Fire Emblem crushes? 😳

lmao

If you’ve played the following games, who was your first S support? Who would you S support nowadays?

- Awakening: mightve been chrom by accident n woulda been pissed about it. henry & gaius beloveds

- Fates: conquest- niles, birthright- azama, revelations- kaze

- Three Houses: was it claude or felix? idk but claude is def why i started w deer haha

- Engage: louis and lapis i married both that's my story and im sticking to it

Favorite Fire Emblem class: thief or mage

If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class? probably an archer, or mage. miss me w close combat

If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? hmm… i wanna say deer but probably beagles

If you were an Engage character, which Emblem would you Engage with? lyn. long distance pew pew goes brrrrr

How did you find TOA? kept seeing it on twitter from ol ferp mutuals and eventually caved

Current TOA muses: hector, matthew, azama

Who was your first TOA muse? If you don’t have them anymore, could you see yourself picking them up again? ewan. some days i think i could.

Have you had any other TOA muses? florina, henry

Do you think you have a type of character you gravitate towards? prickly, maybe. in general muses that allow me to explore… ewan is more outgoing than i will ever be, but lets himself feel petty or jealous. hector is brash, but struggling with an uncomfortable and unexpected weight on his shoulders. azama invites conflict like he needs it to breathe, while ive typically been averse to conflict. florina is timid but trying to grow stronger for her friends (and herself, she comes to realize). henry is… an oddball, idk how to describe what draws me to writing him. change of pace maybe? requires thinking outside the box with his unique worldview. i dont tend toward angst but matthew is a good output for it if im feelin it haha.

What do you believe you enjoy writing the most? i think i like. when threads start to come together. yknow in stories when you can start referring to things that have happened? and you're like "woah wait i know what that's referring to!!"

when you manage to reach a shared history ig? i know im p slow re. writing but i cherish the bonds and overarching/intertwined stories my muses wind up with. people you meet touch your life in ways you might not immediately fathom…

Favorite TOA-related memory: lots of lock & key justice shenanigans… bunker … enjoyed unscripted a whole heck of a lot as well

How do you pronounce TOA? 🤔 T-O-A. sounds fancier to spell it out haha

Got any delusions that didn’t see the light of day that you’d like to share? 😉 felix, ike, kaze, serra, sain, naesala, ingrid, eldigan, bramimond, lethe, shinon, kliff… not so much delusions as "might be fun to explore…" – and i wouldn't trade our current reps of the above for the world ✌️

[palettepainter]

The love how you drew the electric mayhem. Dr.Teeth and Floyd are so cute. Looking at Teeth's grandmother, it makes sense that Teeth has bones around his neck. I wanna ask, do you think Teeth ever tried to have powers like his grandmother or did he just stick to the piano. And I wonder, voodoo was performed in New Orleans, so I believe Teeth grew up in the city. I wanna know your thoughts on that.

I just realized I kinda rambled on, I'm sorry

No need to apologise! I like rambly asks that discuss ideas/various headcannons so it's all good! Don't be shy to send in lengthy asks!

And I'm happy you like Anne! I have a couple of scribbled doodles in my files which I can hopefully clean up and colour later, I've been super busy this week with part time half term work and training for a new job alongside my mum. In my free time I've been working on commissions so I haven't had a great deal of time to just chill - hopefully once half term is over I can return to my usual schedule. Floyd especially is a little harder for me to draw digitally then traditionally but he's my fav muppet so I always try to draw him with care so I'm glad you think I succeed in that too!

As for Teeth having magic I like to think he doesn't have any, just makes it more funnier whenever his Grammy does any magical mishaps that can't be explained. Since I've always pictured Anne to live in New Orleans - maybe down in a bayou with all the animals she's got - I imagine Teeth probably knew of voodoo at a young age and tried to do magic with a pretend magic staff (aka a particularly large twig he found) but he never had any legit magic. Anastasia hasn't told Teeth she's actually magic cuz she likes to keep an air of mystery to her, but kiddo Teeth in his child like innocence probably thought she was magic with all the crazy stuff that happened around her, but as he grew up he just assumed that was normal and didn't question it

Going more in depth on if Grammy would live in New Orleans: I think she'd live there for a least a decent chunk of her life while raising Teeth, working as a voodoo witch and fortune teller for hire. I imagine her having a house on the outskirts of town close to the bayou, her house would be half covered with vines/other vegetation with a little porch bit on the front of the house. The inside of her house would be a little cluttered with various trinkets and old dusty artifacts she's collected over the years, some bead decorations and dream catchers hanging around each room. She'd probably have a small room off to the side with her crystal ball and other magical items for her work, then the rest of the house would be a living space for her, Teeth and her many pets (I imagine she also has a secret room behind a bookshelf or something where she keeps more magical and enchanted items, as well as her secret recipe for cheesecake)

[missjellyhead]

Hihi! Was wondering if I can request something please?

Just a headcanon (Bo Sinclair, Billy Lenz and Brahms Heelshire) with a chubby and short S/O who’s very insecure? I think it would be very cute😭💕 Thank you so much!

HEADCANON | slashers with a short and chubby gn!s/o that is insecure

includes bo sinclair, brahms heelshire, billy lenz and bubba sawyer

note: I am also very insecure about my weight and height. We can't belittle ourselves because we're not up to a standard of beauty, bitches. We're all going to therapy to deal with this! and I added Bubba because I love him. and it's my first time writing to billy, sorry for the lack of practice

BO SINCLAIR

What? What are you talking about?

You're hot as fuck!

Bo doesn't have much patience for those with low self-esteem (Vincent is there to prove this to be true), but that doesn't mean he doesn't care.

He just doesn't know how to show it, so he ends up being rude.

Try to find a way to make yourself more comfortable with yourself.

He gives you some clothes as a gift (which he stole from the victims).

These are revealing clothes that, if you don't like your body, will probably make you a little uncomfortable.

But he makes a point of saying you're hot.

He touches your body gently, trying to show you how beautiful you are.

And long kiss the parts of your body you don't like.

Are you insecure with your belly? Do you think you have too many folds? Bo will kiss you until you forget about it.

He's a man of touch, so don't expect words of affirmation.

You think making yourself feel wanted is the best remedy for your insecurity.

(Lots of make-out sessions in his workshop when you're having a bad day. He'll literally throw you on the floor and fuck you.)

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE

He tilts his head to the side and frowns.

How can you think such a thing?

You are the most beautiful person he has ever met.

Prettier than her last obsession (aka Greta).

He thought you knew that.

Brahms is also insecure, so he understands you perfectly.

Makes it clear (in his weird way) that you are perfect!

That is, he stares at you until you start to feel awkward.

When you question him, he says "You're cute".

If it's enough to make you blush, he'll know his methods are working.

He loves his height too.

He hugs you from behind and rests his chin on top of your head.

No matter what you say, he won't let you go!

If anyone else could get into that house, he would call a painter to make a large painting of his s/o, which would be hung in a conspicuous place.

As the house has a restricted entrance, he will draw you himself.

It's not a very good drawing, but what counts is the intention.

If you're having a really bad day, he'll just lie down with you and hold you.

Or take you to his room on the walls and spend hours inside just enjoying each other's company.

He expects you to also be kind to him about his appearance.

Despite anything, you are there for him.

Tell him he's handsome, just like he does you.

BUBBA SAWYER

He gets so sad when he realizes you're insecure.

Because you are so beautiful, wonderful, cute, perfect!

He wants to hold you and say all these things.

But due to his speech impediment, Bubba can't do what he wants.

So he needs to demonstrate with actions.

No need to be ashamed of your appearance!

If you're wearing a bigger outfit to hide your body, Bubba will let out a sad grunt and hug you.

He literally squeezes you. It's even difficult to breathe.

Bubba knows exactly how you're feeling. He is also chubby and sometimes feels bad about it.

(Mainly because his brothers are so skinny).

And because he knows how bad that feeling is, Bubba will do everything possible and impossible to make you feel better.

Bubba demonstrates with actions how much he loves you: he gives you flowers, dances with you, hugs you, kisses you.

He makes body jewelry for you!

And he applauds when you enter the room (You deserve a round of applause for being who you are!).

He walks around you and gives you the thumbs up.

Bubba hopes you understand that he loves you completely and not "in spite of your body".

He doesn't know what to do, but he's doing his best.

Get ready for a kissing session all over your body.

BILLY LENZ

Billy is chaotic.

In a situation like this it would be no different.

When he finds out about your insecurity he just wants to talk and talk about how beautiful you are.

He won't shut up.

And cry because you can't see your potential.

It stays close to you 100% of the time, making sure you're so smothered in attention that you don't have time to think about bad things.

"Billy loves you"

"Billy thinks you're cute"

"Billy doesn't want to let you go ever again!"

Overall, many words of affirmation.

He'll also want to give love bites to all the parts of your body that you don't like.

Thighs? Stomach? Cheeks?

There's probably Billy's teeth marks all over these places.

Wet kisses too.

Hope you feel better about all this display of affection.

sorry for any spelling mistakes, english is not my first language

[ranspuppyboy]

Hi there my favorite writer:)May i request some jealous girls who apparently have a crush on bonten men(saperatedly)decided to have a good idea to make their pregnant wife slip but thank god nothing happen to the baby.

Bonten with pregnant reader

cw // pregnancy , afab reader , mention of reader getting hurt , guns , just... bonten being angry

Mikey

Angry

like... really really angry

i want to believe he wouldn't go as far as hurting the other girl himself

however,,, highly unlikely that he downloads have at least 1 girl working under him

and if he does...

i feel sorry for whoever is the girl that tried to trip you

he isn't really sure how to make sure you're ok

tries to rush you to the hospital but you keep reassuring him you're ok

insists you rest for the rest of the say at least

he's busy but he'll put al the other executives to babysit you for the rest of the week probably

aka all the executives watching movies with you

free reign of Mikey's credit card to order food for whatever cravings you have

if you want something else you can just call anyone to go the market for you

he's not risking putting you and your baby in danger again

Sanzu

doesn't care

will threaten the girl in broad daylight

pulls out a gun

you immediately attach yourself to his arm to prevent him from doing something stupid

immediately moves his focus to you instead

picks you up and drags you home to take care of you

not leaving your side until you can convince him you're ok

... he's probably not gonna listen to you either way

follows you everywhere like a lost puppy

more like a guard dog to be honest

good luck dealing with him

Kakucho

tbh i don't think he would let this happen

man is WORRIED about you falling and injuring yourself and your baby

always holding onto your waist or interlocking your arms to walk

gives no opening for anyone to try

if the girl is brave enough to even try...

he would first help you sit down and make sure you're ok

then...

the glare he sends her direction

if that's not enough to scare her away he's not above lowering himself next to her ear and whispering threats

he wouldn't exactly follow through but still

scary scary man

would go back to you as if nothing happened and ask you if you wanna stop to eat anything

one more reason for him to carry you around

or at least glue himself to your side and never let go

Koko

not happening

no way

the moment he found out you were pregnant he probably got at least one bodyguard to be with you all the time

terrified that anything bad might happen to you

once your belly gets big enough the Haitanis + Sanzu wanted to draw on it with body paint

once Koko walked into the room to see the 3 of them crouched painting you he almost makes the bodyguard kick them out

doesn't mean to come off as possessive or jealous, he's just worried that if things don't go the way he planned something bad might happen to you

he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if it did

Ran

also angry angry

he won't let it show too much tho

mostly because he doesn't need to stress you even more by doing something like that

fake smiles and sarcastic comments

all while you try to drag him away from the scene

he has his way fo get information

will probably make her life a living hell

all through petty actions

slashing her car tires

covering the car handles with honey or glue

basically... you're dating a 6 yo with too much power

Rindou

i feel bad for whoever did that

THE GLARE

if looks could kill she would be dead

probably Ran is the one trying to make sure you're ok

also trying to cover your ears so you won't hear the amount of curse words leaving his mouth

Ran drags you away to get food until Rindou calms down and foes to find you two

Rin is not leaving your side

Drives you everywhere to prevent any other incidents

if you ever need to peave the house to do something he makes his brother go with you

or Sanzu...

scary dog privilege is real

Akashi

Akashi is an old man

you're gonna give him a heart attack

either that or he's gonna smoke his lungs away 😔

just use his scary looks to scare anyone alway from you

a whole family of scary dogs

always makes you lean on him so you wont fall

his brother is also protective of you so it's double the trouble

they're not letting anyone touch you don't worry

probably the most level-headed of the bunch

just calls whoever tried to trip you out and let public shaming so the rest

if it's really serious he might call the cops but i don't think that's likely

Mochi

no

no one is gonna get close to you

he's not letting anyone touch you

just... really protective and caring

all it takes is one glare

everyone is immediately walking away from you

you keep telling him to stop it but he's just worried about your safety

just... try to ignore that

[writersblog20]

Convention and Carnival

Henry Cavill x Reader

Part 1 (of 2?)

Part 2

Summary: you were alone on a vacation in London and decided to go to a convention where you would meet Henry Cavill and he sees something in you and takes you out on a adventours date

Words: 3K

Warnings: Fluff!!!!!!!

 You strolled through a park which was very busy since it was really nice weather. You were on a nice vacation by yourself and you arrived just a day ago. You thought you had a nice hotel but when you got in your room it was everything except nice but you just tried to get over it. You walked towards the convention and walked inside. It was huge and you tried to take everything in. This would be your first time to go to a convention. They were never really your thing but when you heard that the Witcher aka Henry Cavill would be there you couldn’t say no.

You walked towards his photo booth and waited in line. You texted your friend that you were waiting. She was just as exciting as you were. You were nervous to say the least! The line became shorter and shorter. There was a group of girls before you and they were slightly obnoxious. It was their turn and you could see Henry as you waited. They started to hug him in surprise and giggling around him and trying to flirt really hard.

You watched intently as you started to fidget with your rings. You looked up and saw Henry looking right at you. The girls still there and talking really fast to him but he seemed to only have his focus on you. You started to blush and smile shyly which made him smile brightly. It made you even more nervous. The girls started to notice that he didn’t really paid attention to them and huffed as they walked away but not before one of the girls giving her phone number. He stayed polite till they left. When they were gone he threw the paper into the bin which made you chuckle a bit. He noticed that you saw it and chuckled as well.

He made a sign for you to come with a bright smile. It all felt like a fever dream and your legs just started walking without you knowing. Like you were on autopilot. “Hi, what’s your name love?” he asked you. “Hi, I’m Y/n” you told him and he pulled you into a big bear hug. When he pulled away his hands still rested on your arms and he looked at you with a bright smile and made intense eye contact. Normally you felt awkward when someone was making such intense eye contact but this was different because you couldn’t look away from him. there was a long silent. “what pose do you want for the picture?” the photographer asked you, breaking the silence.  You started blushing again. You started to think really deep because you didn’t think about that yet. Henry noticed and chuckled. “May I? I know a nice pose.” He asked you. “okay” you answered him and chuckled a little.

He stood behind you and wrapped his arms around you and you felt your stomach do flips. He stood so close as you felt his chest pressed against your back and he smelled so incredible nice it felt like you were in heaven. After the photo was taken he asked you: “ do you want me to sign something darling?” he asked you. You got out the ticket and gave it to him. he turned his back to you and started to sign it. It took a little longer and it looked like he was writing something. He folded the ticket and gave it back to you with a wink.

“it was very nice to meet you Y/N. I hope to see you again soon.” He told you while he gave you a hug. See you again? You thought to yourself. You felt confused because you thought he was flirting with you but you didn’t want to read any signals wrong. He’s probably just polite. “Thank you so much for your time!” you told him and he gave you a sweet smile and a kiss on your cheek which made you fired up. He winked at you and you walked away as your time was up. It did seem like he took more time for you.

You walked towards the booth where you would get the picture. You saw the picture and you felt the rollercoaster in your stomach taking of again. Henry had his arms wrapped around you, standing very close behind you and instead of looking at the camera he looked lovingly at you while you smiled bright in the camera. You had your hands on top of his arms. You didn’t even remember that you did that. You smiled bright at the picture.

You decided to go and enjoy the weather outside. Once you found a quit spot besides a lake you sat down. You took your ticket out of your bag and looked at it. He had wrote a whole note to you. “Dear Y/N, I really do hope to see you again soon. Text me. P.s. You look really cute when you blush like that. You cheered up my day! Love Henry.” And there was his number under the text and his signature. You were surprised to say the least. You decided to just text him. You had nothing to lose, only to win. “Hi it’s Y/n, I loved the picture and I hope to see you too. Love Y/N” you pressed send and waited.

You called your friend immediately and told her everything until you got a call underneath. You hang your friend up and picked up the other call without looking who it was. “Hi Y/N speaking.” You said cheerfully. “Hi love, it’s Henry. I was wondering… I’m off in a hour and wondered if you wanted to hang out.” He asked you and you were gob smacked and stayed silent. “Hello Y/N, You there love?” he asked. You heard nervousness in his voice. You got yourself together. “yeah, yeah I would love that! Ehm where do you want to meet?” you asked him and you heard him take a breath and chuckled a little nervous. “where are you now? If you share your location I’ll come to you, if that is alright with you of course.” He asked you. “yeah no problem! I’ll share my location. See you soon Henry” you told him feeling a little more confident where you didn’t know it came from but you were happy it was there. You heard him chuckle again “see you soon love” he told you. You both hang up and you shared your location with him.

You couldn’t believe what in the world was actually happening. You laid down in the grass and listened to some music and started to write some poetry and draw besides that. When you did that time always flew by. You were really in your own world when you did that. All of a sudden there was a shadow behind you which startled you a little. You chuckled a little when you saw Henry chuckle too. “I’m sorry to startle you.”  he told you but looked at you in amusement. “it’s okay. I should be more aware of my surroundings sometimes” you told him a little shy. You still couldn’t believe it. “I eh brought you some coffee. I hope you drink coffee” he chuckled. Henry seemed nervous and you thought it was very cute. “I love coffee, thank you!” he smiled fondly and sat next to you. You couldn’t wipe the smile of your face and you felt your cheeks burn up.

He asked you where you were from and how long you stayed in London for. You both chatted a bit until you locked eyes. at first you couldn’t look away and you felt your stomach do flips. His curls fell  just so slightly across his face and his blue eyes held admiration in them his lips plump and don’t get me started on his jawline. You noticed that you were staring and looked away shy and felt your cheeks burn up in embarrassment. “ehm there is this carnival thing going on and I wondered, maybe you want to go with me?” he asked you, hope coating his voice. You looked back at him. “I would love that” you told him. he smiled brightly again and stood up and reached out his hand for you to help you get up. You giggled at the sweet gesture. You both walked towards the carnival and chatted a bit. You started to feel more comfortable and more yourself around him as time passed by. “Can I ask you something?” you asked Henry curious. He looked at you a little surprised that you asked him in the first place. “Of course you can, darling.” You felt your cheeks burn up from the nickname.  “Why did you ask me out?” It wasn’t that you were insecure but more curious and Henry seemed to understand that. “Well, first of all, have you seen yourself!? You’re gorgeous!” he chuckled a little and your cheeks hadn’t stopped burning up since the nickname. You chuckled shyly. “No but besides that I find you really attractive… I… I can’t really explain it but there is something about you that I never felt with anyone else. A different sort of connection if you want to call that, and I really like your energy. Like there’s a halo around you with such a comforting vibe which calms me. Believe me when I tell you I’ve never done this with someone else, you know, giving my number and definitely not to a fan but there’s something different about you.” he told you honestly and you were gab smacked at what he all told you. You never expected a answer like that but you weren’t complaining either. “wow thank you. That means a lot! And just to be clear I feel the same thing about you Henry.” You told him. You both had a big shy smile on your faces as you walked further.

Once arrived at the carnival it became a bit darker as the evening came around. You strolled around and found a haunted house. Henry looked at you with an amused smile. You started to feel nervous. “We don’t have to go if you don’t want to.” He told you. You looked at him and felt immediately safer. “Well as long as you stay beside me I’m going to be okay.” “But just know before hand I’ll probably hold on to you!” You told him and he had a big smile on his face. He knew what he was doing and he was playing it very smart. Do things just to get you a little closer to him.  “I wouldn’t have it any other way, sweetheart.” He told you and bought 2 tickets and you walked in. He saw you hesitate and he offered his arm to you. You grabbed it very fast and cling to him like your life depended on it. It wasn’t that you didn’t like haunted houses but you knew how you were in one.

Once, when you went with your friends in one, you also clanged to them. In the end there was this scare actor who had his arrows pointed at you, you let go of your friends and you ran out of there, leaving them behind in the process. Luckily they weren’t that scared and they just laughed at you. You held Henry’s arm just a little tighter. “I got you sweetheart, don’t worry.” He told you and puffed out his chest a little more. It didn’t take long for a scare actor to appear as monster with a chainsaw. Out of reaction you hid your face by henry’s arm. Henry laughed and found you so incredibly adorable and cute at the moment it felt like his heart was going to explode. He put his arm around your waist and pushed you ever so slightly closer to him.

The further you both walked the further you got to Henry’s side. You were standing so close to his side that air wasn’t even considered. After not even a minute you got scared again because an actor got in your face and you turned around and just hid in Henry’s chest. Letting your head rest there. He put both of his arms around you and went with his hand over your hair for comfort. You felt yourself becoming calm and safe. He was obviously a bear of a men and you weren’t very tall you could easily hide in his arms. You smelled his cologne and it felt for a moment like you were in heaven until you realized that you were definitely not in heaven! You turned around again. “Are you still okay? If you want to get out we can.” He told you giving you the option. You smiled, but you kind of liked it, and definitely now when you could hold him and touch him. Two can play this game you thought. “No it’s okay. I actually like it, I just get scared easily here” you told him giggling.

He still held you close as you went further. This time Henry got scared which made you giggle at the bear of a men as he clang to your arm this time. He cleared his throat and you thought you saw him blush a little. “I wasn’t prepared.” He told you which made you chuckle a little more. “everyone gets scared sometimes soldier.” You told him playfully which he returned with a mischievous smile. You still had 2 rooms to go before you could get out. Henry puffed out his chest again as he looked at you with a raised eyebrow. “now I’m ready!” he told you which made you laugh. He held you close again. And you did the same which made him laugh whole heartedly. You felt butterflies and felt proud to make him laugh like that. You walked in to the other room and obviously another scare actor came out and started screaming but for a very long time which made it less scary. You both looked at each other and both started laughing a lot. The actor just stood there looking at the both of you laughing. “if you can move just so slightly mate, then we can go further” Henry told him which made you laugh again. You both walked around the actor who just stood there awkward. “Happens to the best” you told him giggling which made Henry laugh again.

The next room was scarier and you held Henry tighter and he kneaded your waist a little to let you know he was there. You both got scared as multiple actors came out and Henry pushed you out of reaction behind him to protect you. When he did that you snapped out of being scared and just felt love taking over. He grabbed your hand and lead you safely out. Once out Henry took a breath which made you giggle. “That was very fun! Thank you” you told him honestly while giggling a little. He chuckled as well.

You strolled again through the carnival. You suddenly felt a big hand softly taking yours. You looked at him a little surprised. “Is this okay?” he asked you? “Yeah…. Yeah it is” you said back. Once you got to the games and raised his eyebrow at you. you chuckled which made him smile mischievous again. “Let’s make it interesting.” You told him and he looked at you in surprise. “Let’s go against each other” you told him and he laughed. “oh now it’s on!” he told you and got behind one of the games. He lost this game and you could search a toy. You saw a superman bear and giggled and told the person that you wanted to have that one. You told Henry to close his eyes so he did. You got the bear and you told Henry that he could open his eyes. You gave him the bear which made him laugh. “Instead of getting the girl something I like to spice it up a bit” you told him and he smiled at you. He found you so refreshing! He knew you were different and he was right. He walked with the bear which made you chuckle. He got an idea.

He held your hand again and walked towards another game. You cheered him on and he won. Now it was your turn to close your eyes. suddenly you felt something heavy, big  but a very soft bear. You looked and you saw a that it was the same bear as his but a huge version. You both laughed. “Alright alright you win!” you told him giggling. You both reached a shooting game. He lead you to it. “Can you shoot?” he asked you. “No never learned.” You told him which made him smile big. “Well today you will.” He told you. You stood behind the gun and Henry helped you how to hold it. He stood very close behind you and his head was almost on your shoulder. You felt his chest tightly against your back. There were the butterflies again. You felt his breath against your neck and you smelled his cologne again which all together made your breath hitch. You shot and you immediately hit it right. Henry cheered and gave you a high five. “You chose something” you told him letting him surprise you. once again you got the biggest stuffed bear. “ I’ll hold it for you.” he told you chuckling once he noticed that you were hid behind the two bears in your arms. There was a small band playing and you both looked at each other with the same idea which made you both laugh. You walked towards the band and sat on the grass behind. Henry got you both two bears and gave you one. You smiled grateful at him. He sat next to you and your legs brushed against each other. “Thank you. I’m having a lovely time.” You told him softly. He smiled and looked at your luminated face from the lights. “Thank you for coming with me.” he told you and got you a little closer but you decided to take initiative and moved yourself in front of him between his legs and rested your back slightly to his chest. “Is this okay?” you asked him and this time he felt all the butterflies, like no one ever had made him feel. “I love it” Henry said and gave you a kiss on the top of your head. He pulled you closer to his chest and his arms snook around your middle holding you close to him.

[hongism]

9:42 pm - s. mingi

↣ pairing: mingi x gn!reader ↣ genre: fluff ↣ wc: 1.0k ↣ for anonymous: situation 8 + sentence 4 with mingi please and thank you <3 ↣ warnings: none

the bag hanging from your shoulder is beginning to press a bit too deeply into your skin, leaving an angry red mark in your flesh even through the protection of your shirt. working for six hours without end on a hellish shift at the same restaurant you’ve been at for three years.

three years of the same brand of hell all for some minimum wage pay that keeps you alive and going just fine. normally, you at least get a break through your shift, some time off your feet and not moving around without rest, but today was a different case. your coworker called out sick at the last minute, your manager couldn’t get anyone to cover her shift, and you were abandoned to work the floor on your own for the whole of those six long hours. your feet hurt something awful thanks to all that rushing around and the walk home to your apartment, but honestly that all takes a backseat to what you know is waiting for you there.

home.

aka the dingy and small apartment with windows that are in desperate need of a deep clean. decently sized, enough to house two people and a fat orange cat comfortably at least, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“hey, i’m home,” you say as you push into your home.

“hi angel.”

you have to crane your neck just a hair to greet the person waiting inside, a smile already on your lips before your gaze even settles on mingi’s face, but that’s perfectly fine. just hearing his voice is more than enough for you.

“how was work?”

“busy. long. painful. think i’m gonna need to ice my feet for two weeks to recover,” you huff, stepping out of your sneakers and leaving them beside the door as you close it behind you. mingi gives a cute and crooked smile. he takes the bag off your shoulders without a word, and the sudden lift of pressure on your body draws a relieved sigh from your lips. you rub blindly at the spot where the strap was cruelly digging into your skin.

“say the word and it’s yours, y/n,” mingi says after placing your bag on the simple set of hooks he put up not too long ago. a little side project he thought would be good for both of you. and carl, of course, because one of his favorite cat toys hangs down from one of the hooks for the cat to play with when mingi isn’t entertaining him.

“a cup of coffee would be nice.” it’s late, probably too late for coffee of all things, but you pride yourself on the ability to not get strung out on caffeine even if you have it late in the day. if anything, it’ll just make you more drowsy and you’ll be curled up in bed with mingi within an hour.

“i’ll make you some while you change?” mingi offers. he’s already midway to the kitchen, drifting away from you with the same calm smile from before. you often joke about how much of a domestic housewife he is, especially when he does things like this for you, but on days like these? where you don’t know if you can take even a few more steps to the bedroom? you welcome every compassionate gesture and offer for help. that’s what is on your mind as you make your way to the bedroom; mingi’s endless compassion and genuine interest in helping you after long days like these. it’s something that eats away at the edge of your thoughts still — are you being too much, is he sure he wants to help, do you do enough in return, does he wish you did more for him, all those unending questions that you find yourself asking on bad days.

you give a shaky exhale to the room before you, catching movement in the corner of your vision as carl comes to greet you too.

“he’s too good for this world, carl.”

“talking to the cat again?”

“hm?” you startle a little at the sound of mingi’s sudden intrusion, midway through stripping your shirt off when he appears in the doorway. “you don’t fool me, min, i overhear you talking to carl every morning.”

“hey, i ask if he’s hungry! that’s different than gossiping about me to our cat.” mingi pushes his lip out and pouts a little. that damn pout gets you every time. “coffee’s on the counter.”

“thank you, baby.” you step a bit closer to him, taking his hand between your palms and tracing over his soft cheeks with a gentle smile painting your lips. you thumb over his pout without saying anything for a couple seconds. it’s a moment of peace and tranquility for the both of you. time to just stand and admire each other, speaking a silent language between each other and drinking in the intoxicating presence of the other’s form. “cute,” you exhale at last.

mingi twists enough to kiss the side of your hand, then reaches up to tangle his fingers through yours.

“wanna take a bath together after your coffee?”

“don’t threaten me with a good time,” you laugh under your breath. “i’ll drink my coffee in the bath. let me go get it going. you’ve done more than enough for me already, baby.”

“you know i always wanna do more, angel. but i’ll go talk to carl behind your back while you’re doing that!” mingi pulls back and points a long finger at your face, though his tone is hardly serious in the slightest and you can’t help but to smile at his words.

“i love you,” you singsong over your shoulder as you head off to the bathroom.

“i love you too, angel. and carl. even if you two talk about me behind my back.”

[the-insomniac-emporium]

Going off the the last headcannons you did for anon I love the idea of Donna have a ghost gf or poltergeist partner, would you ever write more about that😳

I would absolutely write more! In fact, I did. Please enjoy some HCs about how things would start out, under a read-more for length. In the future I will probably do a one shot to add to this.

Donna with Ghost GF/Poltergeist Partner

First, let me throw together a quick concept for the reader’s background: Some years ago you worked for Umbrella, developing a bioweapon because that’s literally all Umbrella does (other than unleashing said bioweapons). As things tend to do… the project catastrophically failed. Or, well, it didn’t end the way Umbrella had intended. There was an explosion during one of the tests, which you were caught in the middle of. Your cells were made “unstable” (don’t look at me for real science, I dropped out of highschool cuz of health issues), and intertwined with the bioweapon.

Ever since then, you have been stuck in a semi-tangible state. Making yourself fully present, and able to interact with others, takes energy and cannot be maintained for more than a few hours at a time. Fully letting go allows you to “recharge”, as well as move through solid objects, distort your appearance (becoming almost invisible), and causing intense discomfort to any normal humans nearby. Umbrella wanted to harness your power for their own gain, since the experiments couldn’t be duplicated, but you said “f*ck you” and left the company, instead going on a search for either a cure or some way to live a good life again.

Eventually, after more than a decade of wandering, you end up in Mother Miranda’s Village. At first you enjoy the quaint little town, and even attempt to pretend to be a normal, albeit reclusive, resident. No one questions you, much to your pleasure. At some point you grow close to a couple of the villagers, finally learning more about the area. You also notice what seem to be Umbrella logos throughout the region.

Intrigued, you start investigating, using your powers to “spy” on the four lords. Castle Dimitrescu is interesting, for sure, but the family can tell that something’s off, even when you’re intangible. They search for you relentlessly, until you decide that this isn’t fun anymore, and move on. The reservoir is pretty, kind of, but Moreau doesn’t interest you very much (you do, however, approve of his taste in movies). Then there’s the factory… full of walking corpses and so much noise. Yeah, you didn’t stay there for very long.

Last but certainly not least, you investigate the waterfall house, where “few dare to tread” and “lost spirits” haunt the grounds. Or so you’ve been told. Oddly enough you find something about the place rather comforting. Deciding that maybe this time is different, you enter your fully tangible form before entering.

What happened next is, er, interesting. As soon as you’re inside the main house things start to go a bit hazy, as Donna activates her hallucinogenic powers. Then the world around you shifts, warping, and you feel like you’re inside what appears to be a school. Admittedly it freaks you out a fair bit. But you try to remain calm, content to “explore”.

Soon enough you run into a group of children (who you’ll later find out are actually just dolls). Despite the horror movie intro vibes, you interact with them just fine, as they’re eager to have an adult to join their games. You’re still confused, but you go along with it out of sheer curiosity.

After several hours of drawing, storytelling, and a brief game of tag, the “children” notice how tired you’re getting. They think you’re just sleepy, though in reality you’re losing your ability to stay tangible. You don’t complain when they lead you to a bedroom and tell you to rest. Before you know it they’ve left the room, locking the door behind them. So you do the sensible thing. AKA take a nap. Your energy replenishes while you “sleep”, which in your case means “going ghost”.

Sometime later you awaken to the sound of someone knocking on your door, and manage to turn tangible just a couple seconds before the door opens. The children are back, this time with food for you to eat, although they’re already talking about what they want to do for the day.

A couple weeks will pass like this, with the dolls secretly evaluating you while Donna watches. Once you seem trustworthy enough for Angie to stop threatening to shank you, the real test starts. You awaken not to the sound of a knock, or someone entering your room, but the sound of distant arguing. Concerned, you’ll leave your room to investigate.

Then you’ll walk in on an interesting scene: Unfamiliar children, ones you’ve never seen before, will be bullying a young girl. They’ll call her all sorts of names, and tug on her hair, repeatedly insulting her, focusing on a scar (one you cannot see from where you stand). In order to earn Donna’s trust, you must interfere with the situation. Not just that, but you’ll need to see the young girl’s scar (the same that Donna bears) without reacting negatively.

Considering you, a living ghost, have no room to judge someone else… you pass with flying colors. Then, and only then, do the illusions fade. You’ll find yourself in a sitting room, with both Donna and Angie across from you. Still, only Angie speaks (at least at first). In time you’ll grow quite close to them both.

[darlingmulti]

A cure for Nightmares (Wonho x Reader)

Description- You've been having nightmares for the past week. Your boyfriend, Lee Hoseok, offers to scare the demons away in the best way he knows how...

Pairing- Fem!Reader x Wonho (Aka Hoseok)

Word count- 3.6k

Genre- Smut, romance

Warnings- clit play, overstimulation, nipple play, making out, neck kissing, oral (Male receiving), fingering, praise, degradation, light orgasm denial, unprotected sex (Wrap it before you tap it tho), thigh riding,

T/W-*Description of being chased in nightmare*

Teaser-

“I’ll be okay. It’s probably just from being in a new place,” you said, shrugging.

The two of you had been living together now for only a week, and you were still getting used to the natural noises of the house. With Wonho you knew you were safe, but new places were always a bit scary at first.

“You know what might help...?” He said slyly, his hands shifting a bit lower on your back.

You grunted and scooted closer to him, your breasts gently brushing his bare chest. You reached behind you to place your small hand over his, “What?” You asked, batting your eyes in a coy manner at him. You knew what he meant, but you liked it better when he said it.

He pulled you closer to him, burying his face in the crook of your neck and pressing feather light kisses against your throat and collarbone. You tilted your head up just slightly to offer him more space to roam, sighing as his hands fell to grope your ass.

You were only wearing a soft night dress and panties, giving him easy access to your body.

“Let me scare the monsters away,” he whispered...

All you knew was that you needed to run away. Your lungs burned with every breath, and you felt a sharp pain in your side from running. Despite all of your best efforts you couldn’t seem to move any faster, and you had the feeling whatever was chasing you was gaining on you, closing in with every step you took.

You chanced a glance behind you and saw a shadow not far behind. You averted your eyes, heart clenching at the sight. You tried in vain to make your feet move faster. Your heart was beating so hard that the sound was like a drum in your ears.

You let out a scream as you felt something graze your back. It was coming. It was going to catch you!

You felt the sinister feeling of a hand grasping your shoulder and as you went to slap it off you awoke with a start. Chest heaving, and a light sheen of sweat covering your entire body.

Your eyes flew open and your arm jolted up into the solid warmth of your boyfriend's chest. As the world came into focus you saw the handsome face of Hoseok, just inches away.

“Y/N, are you alright ??” He asked anxiously, his hand resting carefully on your shoulder.

You dropped your arm back to your side with a shameful expression.

It had all been just a dream. Just another night terror.

You were having the same nightmare every night, and every night Hoseok would wake you up with the same concerned expression.

You let out a shaky sigh and rolled over, pressing yourself against his hard and warm body as your eyes welled up with tears.

You were exhausted from the nightmares and felt like you weren’t getting enough sleep.

Hoseok wrapped you tightly in his arms, combing his fingers through your messy hair. Fixing it for you, “Was it that dream again?” He whispered into the darkness.

You nodded, not bothering to say anything as your eyes were welling up and your throat felt tight.

Whenever you cried Hoseok would worry too much, you didn’t want to make him worry for you.

You took in a deep breath of his clean scent, pressing your nose to his bare chest and nuzzling closer to his body.

“It’s okay baby,” he comforted, hugging you tighter still. Enveloping you in his familiar scent and presence.

“I’m sorry I keep waking you up,” you apologized, your voice muffled by his chest.

“You have nothing to be sorry for,” he said, shaking his head, “Do you work tomorrow?” He asked after a couple minutes, waiting for you to stop trembling and your breathing to even out.

“No, thank goodness,” You glanced up at him, “Do you?”

“No,” he replied, a soft grin crossing his handsome face.

“We can sleep in~~” you cheered silently, wiggling your body a bit before pulling back to look at your boyfriend. You could slightly make out his face in the moonlit room.

“You’re too cute,” he whispered, running his hands down to settle on your lower back in the bed, resting comfortably above your plump bottom.

“Not as cute as you,” you flirted, leaning forward and kissing his plush lips, lingering there for a moment before pulling away and dropping your head on the pillow.

He smiled at you, adoration clear in his lovely brown eyes as he reached a strong hand up to brush your hair out of your face, caressing your cheek. “Are you really okay? I’m worried about you,” he queried with a frown.

“I’ll be okay. It’s probably just from being in a new place,” you said, shrugging.

The two of you had been living together now for only a week, and you were still getting used to the natural noises of the house. With Wonho you knew you were safe, but new places were always a bit scary at first.

“You know what might help...?” He said slyly, his hands shifting a bit lower on your back.

You grunted and scooted closer to him, your breasts gently brushing his bare chest. You reached behind you to place your small hand over his, “What?” You asked, batting your eyes in a coy manner at him. You knew what he meant, but you liked it better when he said it.

He pulled you closer to him, burying his face in the crook of your neck and pressing feather light kisses against your throat and collarbone. You tilted your head up just slightly to offer him more space to roam, sighing as his hands fell to grope your ass.

You were only wearing a soft night dress and panties, giving him easy access to your body.

“Let me scare the monsters away,” he whispered before lifting his head from your neck to kiss your lips. You were more than a little eager to oblige, meeting his lips with fervor.

You rested your hand against his strong chest, enjoying the solid feeling beneath your fingertips as he kissed you, pressing your body closer to his. Your lips fit perfectly together, and even after all of the kisses you had shared you never stopped getting that fluttery feeling in the pit of your stomach. It bloomed and spread outwards throughout your core, and as one of his hands cupped the globe of your ass and squeezed you felt a flood of heat going to your center.

His mouth travelled across your jaw and down your neck, eliciting soft sighs from your mouth. He pulled you towards him with a grunt, and you lifted yourself up on your arm, your hand laying flat against his muscular torso. He was so warm, and so safe, and so sexy.

He pulled away from you for a moment to gaze into your eyes, admiring you in the moonlight streaming through the window.

“You’re so beautiful,” he praised before he gripped the back of your head and aggressively pressed his hot lips to yours once again, his fingers tangling into your hair. Soon your tongue and his were twirling around each other, spit mixing together as your kissing grew more urgent.

He pulled away from you and you whined softly, sitting up to attempt and press your lips to his again.

“Lay down baby,” he ordered softly, and you bit your already swollen lips before doing as you were told, laying flat on your back.

He maneuvered so that his knees were straddling either side of your leg and then pressed a tender kiss to your lips before his hot mouth trailed down your throat and to your shoulders, pulling at the soft fabric gently. His hands roamed over your sides and glided over your breasts, causing you to let out a soft moan.

He caressed the globes of your chest, and his thumbs moved back and forth over the hard buds of your nipples. You moaned louder in response. He smiled down at you and pressed his face against your chest, thumbs moving rhythmically as your body reacted on its own.

You were desperate for him already, and could feel your panties growing wetter by the second as he lifted his head to kiss up between your breasts and to your shoulder, hands groping and kneading your breasts expertly.

“Hmmm, Hoseok,” You panted, you wanted more already, and didn’t want to wait.

“Yes, Princess?” He crooned, pressing a soft kiss to the dip of your throat.

As you prepared for a reply he suddenly pinched your nipples between his finger tips, making a rather embarrassing cry spill from your lips, your body jolting at the sudden pleasure.

“Oh, please,” You whined. His knee was drawing closer to your center without your knowing, he was already planning to give you what you wanted, he just liked to hear your cute whining.

“Please what Princess,” He asked, feigning innocence.

The pet name alone gave you butterflies. Fuck. You were already so turned on and desperate. You reached up and pulled your nightgown down from your shoulders, he pulled his hands away, allowing you to reveal yourself to him. His eyes appraised your chest with lust before they slid back up to your eyes feverishly.

“You’re so fucking hot,” He growled before he brought his wet mouth to one of your nipples, his hand keeping busy with the other.

You moaned with each glide of his tongue over your puckered nipples, the pleasure radiating throughout your whole body. One of his hands was laying against your hip, caressing you sweetly as you let out moans of desire and pleasure. He tugged at your nipple with his teeth before pulling away to give the other the same attention. Your hands wrapped around his wide back, nails gently scraping over his shoulders as his tongue tormented your body expertly. You couldn’t help but think about how lucky you were, most people could only dream of this type of attention.

This went on until you were sure you were going to explode from the feeling, and then he finally pulled away, satisfied with his work on you. This whole time still his hand hadn’t even grazed over your core and you were growing needy for him to know how wet he had made you.

“I’m so wet,” you whimpered lewdly, garnering a lustful look from the large man. His hands trailed up your thighs and to your hips and he pushed the fabric up over your waist, looking down at your clearly soaked panties.

“Use me,” he whispered softly, and then he pulled you down against his thigh, pressing your wet heat against his muscular thigh.

You cried out desperately, and obediently began rubbing your clothed clit up and down on his knee. Hoseok watched with hooded eyes, hands caressing your hips as your hands came to your breasts to play with them. You knew all the things he liked, and even if a part of you had butterflies of embarrassment you did it anyways to please him.

You closed your eyes, head pressing back into the pillows as you felt yourself growing close to orgasm, your legs beginning to tense and tremble and your muscles contracting slightly with the movement. You cried out in desperation as Hoseok suddenly tightened his grip on your hips, halting your movements, and pushing back the waves of orgasm on the edges of your vision.

“Hoseok! Please!!” You cried out, eyes flashing open.

“Shut up,” he growled and you felt your stomach leap at the tone of his voice. You loved it when he got aggressive with you.

“Make me,” You dared, and his eyes flashed.

“You’re such a whore,” he muttered and his hand went down to your dripping core, pushing aside your panties and rubbing his thumb over your slick lips, causing you to gasp and cry out. This was much better than his knee.

“I’m your whore,” You moaned, your body spasming as his thumb flicked back and forth over your clit rhythmically, spreading your wetness all around with hooded eyes. He leaned over you, fingers still working cruelly on your hips and covered your nipple with his mouth, drawing a low groan from your throat as his tongue rolled over the sensitive bud.

You fisted your hands in the bedsheets, and with almost no warning were swept suddenly into an orgasm, your entire body jolting and trembling as he continued to rub your clit and lick your nipple with skill, helping you ride out your orgasm. As it began to wear off you quickly crossed into overstimuation and cried out loudly, as he seemed to only pick up the speed, pulling away to look at your tortured expression,

“Cum again for me, Princess.” He ordered, and you gasped as he slipped two fingers into you, beginning to pound in and out of your wet heat insistently.

“I- I can’t,” you whined out, but despite that your mind was already growing foggy again, muscles trembling all over as his other hand pulled your lips back a bit to get better access to your swollen clit, “N-no,” you begged as he began to rub it again. You caught sight of the muscles popping in his arms as he pounded into you faster and harder. You could only throw yourself into the mattress as another orgasm rocked through your body, sending your hips bucking up into the air around his strong fingers.

“That’s a good girl,” Hoseok praised, as you rode out the waves of pleasure before pulling his fingers out of you and letting your hips fall onto the bed. He crawled over to you and kissed your forehead lovingly, running his hands over your stomach and sides to calm your trembling body.

After a minute you were able to get yourself up slowly with Wonho’s help. His dick strained against his boxer briefs, and just seeing it you felt butterflies gathering in your stomach all over again. You were so desperate to feel him inside of you, but you wanted to pleasure him too.

“Lay down for me?” You suggested, looking up at him lustfully.

He pulled down his boxers easily, his swollen cock springing free from the confines of his underwear. He tossed them away and layed down on his back, his muscles rippling beneath his skin with the movement, “Anything for you,” he complied sweetly.

You climbed between his muscular legs, partially laying on your stomach. You took his dick in your hands, guiding it to your mouth and gently licking up his shaft. You watched as he huffed and his hands went back behind his head, lustful eyes watching you.

You took the tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the head of his long shaft, making him moan quietly at the feeling before you sat up to begin bobbing your head up and down, eyes closing as you focused on gliding your tongue over the little ridges and veins of his cock, humming every now and then when his dick would hit the back of your throat.

One of his hands came to settle on your head, gently guiding your movements. Your saliva dripped down his cock as you went faster.

“That’s right Y/N, you’re doing so good… Such a good little whore,” He praised, petting your hair gently as you sucked his cock, going until he gently pulled at your hair to stop you.

You pulled away with a pop, smiling at him with pride. He was sweating and his eyes were burning with passion. He surged into a sitting position and you sat up just as fast, meeting his lips in an intense kiss. His hands travelled down your back to squeeze your ass before going to squeeze your soft breasts once again. You kissed until you were both breathless and then he suddenly pulled you up as if it were nothing and flipped you onto your back, causing a zap of arousal to go through you.

He forced your legs apart and pulled off your panties in a swift motion, exposing your glistening lips and swollen clit fully to the warm air of the room.

“Look at you, such a mess for me,” he muttered, pushing your legs back and coming between them, drawing closer to your heat, one of his hands going to rub over your sensitive area, making you moan out at the feeling of pleasure from his soft thumb against you.

“P-please,” You begged, growing more and more desperate for his cock to be buried inside of you, “I want to be filled by you,” You groaned lustfully, making the muscular man's eyes widen in shock before he slowly positioned himself in front of your entrance, happy with the mess he had already made of you. He pushed your lips apart, and gently slid his engorged head down your slit, making you cry out at the contact before he slowly inserted himself into you.

He held your hips down as he pushed into you, watching you moan and groan as you adjusted to his large cock filling you. He paused for a moment, before beginning to thrust slowly back and forth into you, his thumb rubbing over your clit with his movements, making you moan and whimper softly.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he grunted as his hands lifted to grope your breasts, making you breathless. You were quickly growing impatient as he didn’t seem to be going any faster, keeping the same slow and steady pace.

“Oh please,” You moaned again.

“Please what?” He teased, again pretending he didn’t know what he was doing.

“Fuck me harder…” You pleaded.

“What was that?” He asked, coming to a stop to look at you with taunting eyes, even taking his hand away from your clit.

“Hoseok, please fuck me,” you begged but it still wasn’t seeming to work, he only grinned at you and slowly began to push back inside of you.

“I am fucking you,” he teased.

You threw back your head in frustration, “I want you to make me scream!” You exclaimed, moving your hips a bit on him, desperate to have more.

“I’ll make a mess of you,” he promised darkly, and quite suddenly began slamming into you, pounding in and out of you so forcefully you felt like you would fly away if he wasn’t holding you to your place.

You let out loud cries as his cock penetrated you deeply, hitting a sensitive spot deep inside. His thumb was also skillfully flicking against your clit occasionally, causing your body to spasm with desire.

He kept up this pace for an impressive amount of time, until you were almost at your limit and then suddenly stopped, pulling you toward him, “Get on my lap,” he ordered.

You did as you were told, switching so that he was now sitting and you were straddling his waist.

You grabbed his cock which was dripping pre-cum and guided it to your entrance, slowly and easily inserting it back into your dripping hole. You moaned and shuddered around it as his hands wrapped firmly around your back, watching you lustfully. He leaned forward to begin sucking on your perky breast, rolling the hard bud between his tongue and teeth. You cried out at the sensation as you started to bounce up and down on his massive cock, feeling completely full with him.

You grounded your hips down against his with every movement, almost crying from the intense pleasure that was going through your whole body. Your head was thrown back, and your breasts bounced with you as you moved. Wonho gripped your hips tightly, swearing occasionally and grunting with your movements.

You let out a shriek as his thumb was suddenly roughly rubbing against your already over-sensitive clit, watching with mischievous eyes as you faltered in your rhythm, body shuddering with the feelings.

“Keep going,” he ordered, watching you with those gorgeous eyes. Your eyes travelled down his muscular body to the large hand against you.

You did your best to pick up a rhythm but he was pushing you over the edge once more. You could see from the clenching of his stomach that he was nearing orgasm. With a sudden pick up in the speed of his thumb you found your body spasming hard at the feeling and you threw yourself forward, arms wrapping around his massive shoulders to ground you as he suddenly began bouncing you himself. Pounding into you hard.

The sound of skin slapping skin and breathless moans filled the room as the two of you brought each other to orgasm. As Hoseok came he moaned out your name, swearing and praising you. You sank your teeth into the skin of his shoulder as the power of your orgasm left you almost incapable of controlling the moans and cries spilling from your spit slicked lips. The feeling of his hot semen filling you up drove you even more insane and you trembled hard around him, another orgasm wracking through your body. You felt like the waves of pleasure would never end but as he slowed to a stop and dropped his head against the hot skin of your shoulder you slowly began to come down. Muscles relaxing one by one and your arms relaxing from the tight grip you had had on his back. You pulled away and looked into Wonho’s warm eyes, placing a loving kiss to his lips.

The two of you slowly pulled apart, and Wonho helped you pull the straps of your night dress back over your shoulders, covering you up.

“How are you feeling baby,” He asked softly, lovingly kissing your forehead before helping you off of him.

“Hmm.. sleepy,” You replied. The energy you had had during your session had quickly dissipated with your fourth orgasm. You felt full, and warm, and ready to sleep for a long time.

“You did so good,” he praised as the two of you fell back against the pillows, him pulling you easily against his chest.

You nuzzled up to him, revelling in his scent and the feel of his body against yours.

“I love you so much Hoseok,” You whispered against his chest, peppering sweet kisses against his large pecs before dropping your head against his arm, a much better pillow than you had ever had before.

“I love you more, Y/N,” He replied, his voice growing drowsy.

The two of you slowly drifted off to sleep in eachothers arms and for the first time since you had moved in, you had a peaceful sleep.

[jinkicake]

Nice Hickey

Bokuto, Iwaizumi, and Tendou with a s/o who loves to leave hickeys on them.

Bokuto Koutarou x Reader

Iwaizumi Hajime x Reader

Tendou Satori x Reader

Anon,,,, uhhh you know me..... I went feral writing this. Please, do not act surprised. Iwaizumi riles me up like no other, on gawd this man sends me into orbit. I can’t keep doing this with him,,,,, gggggggg. Anyway, ummm </3 ?

SMUT

WC- 1,825

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Bokuto Koutarou

Bokuto loves to kiss you, especially on your neck. In his mind, neck kisses mean he is going to get his dick wet

To Bokuto whenever he kisses your neck it is like his own silent way of saying he wants to fuck you. Or make love,,, whatever your preference is…… I’m not really a make love kinda girl heheh 

With that being said….. Whenever you kiss along Bokuto’s neck or give him hickeys, he thinks he is going to get his dick wet. “Kisses leads to sex, does it not?”-Bokuto

Bokuto is SO BEEFY and THICK, omgggg could you imagine holding onto his broad shoulders while pulling on his thick hair as you suck on his neck

Leave Bokuto breathless, do not be afraid to mark him up…. Pretty boys like Bokuto deserve it

If someone points out his hickey Bokuto is like…. "What? What is a hickey??? Konoha, what are you talking about??"

Then the blonde rolls his eyes and pokes his finger into the bruise on Bokuto’s neck

Which makes the drama king yelp really loudly and hold his neck, covering any marks you left

I think Bokuto can get really shy and timid when someone talks about sex LMFAO stupid, I know but I feel like he’s just like oh,,,,, and gets really embarrassed

But then he will forget about it ten minutes later and play volleyball like it’s nobody’s business, all while Konoha is standing there like wtf…… just happened again?

“It’s a heart,” Bokuto sighs to himself as he looks in the mirror. He was changing out of his practice clothes to his school clothes so he can walk home when he noticed the mark on the left side of his ribs. “cute.” He finds himself muttering and starts wondering if he would be able to sneak into your house tonight.

Bokuto finds himself lucky.

A few hours later, after your family had gone to sleep, you’re sneaking Bokuto in through your front door.

“You have to be quiet.” You give him a pointed look and Bokuto nods, innocent radiating off of him, right before he walks into your door. “What did I tell you, Kou?!” You whisper-yell and Bokuto dips his head sheepishly. Instead of saying anything else you place your hands on his back and push him into your room. 

You continue to nudge him all the way to your bed, letting him fall onto your blankets and pillows. Even the simple touch of feeling his muscular back sent a kiss of heat down to your stomach. Eagerly, you climb on top of him and rest your thighs on either side of his hips. You flip your hair onto one side of your neck and stare down at Bokuto, your eyes flicker from his golden irises to his lips before a smirk appears on your face. 

In a very teasing manner, you lean down to ghost your lips over his own then you ignore him at the last second. Instead, you go to kiss his collarbone, you let your lips rest over his pulse along his neck before sucking on the skin. Bokuto immediately grabs your hips and pulls you flush against him, a moan flying past his lips before he can even stop it.

“What did I tell you?” You snap and Bokuto can only stare at your lips, nodding at whatever you’re saying. You sigh and roll your eyes before leaning down to his ear. “You need to be quiet Kou, can you do that for me?” At the very obedient nod you receive, you know he won’t be able to stay quiet. You’re still willing to risk it all though, just for him.

Iwaizumi Hajime

Please, I just thought about that fan art of Iwaizumi shirtless,,, gaaawwwd I need a minute 

I can’t get over the thought of being able to mark up THE Iwaizumi Hajime,,,, it’s making me acting up,,,, he’s so pretty and gorgeous and big,,,,,,, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh TTTTTTTTT and Iwaizumi would probably hold your hips as your lips work his skin and every time the pleasure gets too much he’d squeeze you in his hold,,,,,,,,, I know he would grind up into you too and buck his hips all while groaning so deliciously and omggg im literally panting-

Anyway, Iwaizumi is such a shy wittle baby.... You know he is rather private about his affairs,,,,,

He’d be so cute if you left hickeys on him, he’d turn so red and his blush would be so precious

I feel like he’d get embarrassed if his friends point out his hickeys, like if he got called out on it

Hanamaki and Oikawa would snicker in the corner of the locker room like the gossips they are, pointing and laughing at Iwaizumi

And of course, Iwaizumi is like “what the fuck do you guys want” and then Oikawa is like ‘oh, allow me’

Then he’d point out his bestie’s hickey and make comments about Iwaizumi getting his ass handed to him by you

Of course, Hanamaki is in the corner in TEARS like the clown he is and Iwaizumi can neither confirm nor deny Oikawa’s statement

Then the locker room would go all quiet and that would just make Hanamaki wheeze even harder like baby boy needs a fucking inhaler

“H-Hajime,” You cry, drawing out his name as Iwaizumi continues to thrust into you. His biceps bulge as he pins you against his chest with his arms wrapped around your waist. Iwaizumi grunts and rests his forehead on your shoulder, pinching his eyes together in an attempt to focus on anything but the way you’re squeezing around him so tightly.

“Relax, baby girl.” He says and kisses your shoulder, his lips leave a trail of fire in their wake and you arch into him. Your chest rubs against his own and Iwaizumi bites his to tongue to hide the way he moans at the feeling of your soft breasts.

Iwaizumi Hajime is not delicate when you fucks you, he doesn’t know how to be delicate. He leaves too many marks and roughs you up to the brink of tears, but afterwards he is always so sweet with you that it could give you a toothache.

Something has Iwaizumi on the edge and you can’t figure it out. If only you knew it was because he saw the hickeys littering his hips when he was getting dressed for school yesterday. It fueled him with an insatiable need that only you can satisfy.

“Please, Hajime, more. I need more.” You beg and begin to lick his neck, your hot tongue makes Iwaizumi’s hips stutter slightly and causes a shiver to run up his spine.

“Oh, I can tell by the way you’re sucking me in. I can barely move.” Iwaizumi pants against your shoulder and you wiggle your hips at his words. It’s so hot, too fucking hot.

Iwaizumi wants to keep teasing you, wants to keep you begging just like this. He wants to see how much you will say and do, just how pretty you look when you are begging for his cock. With that thought in mind, he keeps thrusting into you but doesn’t notice the way his happy trail stimulates your clit. The little patch of hair makes you nearly sob and you bite down hard on Iwaizumi’s neck, no doubt leaving a mark.

“H-Hey!” Your boyfriend barks weakly and you continue to fall into a sloppy mess on his lap. “All this for my cock? Hmm?” Iwaizumi can’t help the pride swell in his chest at just how weak he makes you.

Tendou Satori

Tendou,,,, Satori the precious light of my life

This motherfucker….. the second your lips touch your neck he’s like ‘oh a b0ner!”

And then he tries to play it off like,,,,,, “Angel, I’m just happy to see you~~~”

Tendou loves when you leave hickeys on him, he adores being pampered in your affection and just lusts over the feeling of your hands running across his chest as you grind shamelessly into his lap

And yes, he loves when you leave marks like hello! A mf wants to show off,,,

He’d walk around practice and act like he has the biggest dick, not like anyone can see his hickey though because you teased him by only leaving a tiny barely visible mark just below his ear

Tendou loves to brag about you and talk about you and think about you, so whenever someone aka Semi calls him shameless….. Tendou is like “oh you mean THIS? This lovely hickey my s/o left for me because they love me so much?!”

And then Tendou would call Semi a virgin and walk away like won an all kill

We all know damn well Semi isn’t a virgin, next.

Even though Tendou loves when you give him hickeys, just know that the only thing he loves more is giving you some hickeys of your own~~

You moan softly against Tendou’s skin, sucking a bruise into his pale neck before pulling away. Tendou always looks so hot underneath you, maybe it’s the agitation twitching in his fingers from not being in charge or maybe it is the way his eyes darken like he won’t be able to hold back anymore. Whatever it is, all you know is that you love when Tendou is underneath you.

Tendou, however, doesn’t like it nearly as much as you do.

“No, it’s my turn.” Tendou growls and flips you over onto the bed. Just seconds before you were on top of him, grinding against him slowly as your lips teased his jawline. You kept nipping at any spot you saw fit, under his ear and above his collarbone, anywhere you knew got him weak. Tendou settles down between your legs, dipping his hips to thrust his clothed core over your own. He smirks when your head tilts back against the pillows and your chest arches into the air. 

“Mine.” He mutters as he claims the valley of your breasts. He pulls down the front of your shirt, no doubt stretching the neckline in order to mark you up as his own. Tendou wastes no time in lapping at your skin. His tongue licks a broad stripe up before latching his mouth onto the top of your right breast, he sucks on the skin and gently bites down with his teeth.

You bite the inside of your cheek, pinch your lips together, you do anything to keep your moans from slipping out. You’re still pissed at him for stopping your previous actions. Tendou glares up at you, his red irises pick up on your annoyed face and he sneaks his hand under your shirt to pinch your nipple in retaliation.

“S-Satori!” You gasp and lightly tap the back of his head, appalled at his bold actions.

“There we go,” He grunts and rolls his hips against yours once more, ripping a moan out from your throat. “ah, there we go.” Tendou hums in appreciation at the noises and heads right back to marking up your chest.

~

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[gabkity]

“You’re pretty”

Quackity x reader

Pronouns: They/them

Your at a party and you got hammered. Your mates called quackity to take you home. But you confess something to quackity.

Fluff

(i’m still learning spanish so bare with me lmao)

Your pov:

As I was about to get myself another spiced rum and Diet Coke. (the most best drink 🙇‍♀️.) I feel someone turn me around. As i turn around i am met with the face of my best friend, Alex aka. Quackity.

“Ayy quackity you came. What do you want to drink? I was about to get myself something.” I slurred out to him.

“Mi amiga i’m taking you home. Your really drunk querida” he said picking up all my stuff.

“Noooo” i said trying to make him stop getting all of my stuff.

“Yesss” he said back matching my energy. He picked up my coat and put it on for me. I crossed my arms and pouted. He knew i was not going to leave. He sighed. I knew he hated drunk me. I think everyone does. “If you come home i’ll get you a lot of ice cream.” Within two seconds of him saying that. I say “deal”

Quackity’s Pov:

We got back to Y/n house with like 6 tubs of different ice creams. I had decided that i would stay for the night. As knowing them they will probably break a bone in the middle of the night, by falling over something stupid like their rug.

We go in the their room and i place down all of the ice cream on their bed. I said to get them to leave their mates house, we can watch a movie and eat ice cream. I go out into their kitchen and get them a glass of water and some bowls for the ice cream.

I walk back in to y/n rummaging through their draws. As i give her the water she gives me the most prettiest smile. Ok to be fair i hate drunk them. But when they’re drunk, they are so pretty. I mean they were pretty before they left to go see their friend. But somehow when i saw them at the bar they were even more prettier somehow.

They plonk some pajama’s on their bed and took their shirt off. i turned around. My cheeks were hot. They turned red.

“Um mi amor, what are you doing?” i hear their shirt on the floor. They had to know what they were doing surely.

They giggled “i’m getting dressed” they laughed. “you can turn around now piss head i’m dressed”

“the name was not necessary” i said, play punching them in their arm. We flop on their bed. They are obviously really tired as their beautiful e/c eyes are fluttering open and closed.

“Ok amor your going to bed because you’re seem very tired.” i pull up the blanket over them. “I’ll sit here so if you need me i’ll be right here.” i said kissing the top of her head. They smiled at me. “What are you smiling at gremlin” i said laughing at the name.

“Alex you’re pretty. Like really really.” they said. I beg your pardon. Did they just say i am pretty. I shook my head.

“y/n your drunk. like really really. you need some rest.”

“ugh it’s so unfair.” they whine.

“oh is it now?”

“everyone else gives you compliments. But when i do you go all awkward and don’t believe me.”

“amor it’s cause your drunk you would say anything”

“what like how much i want to kiss you?” my eyes went wide. Wait. did they actually like me. or are they just drunk. We have known each other for 3 years. I literally liked them from the second i saw them. My cheeks were red, it was probably very noticeable. They sighed. “night pretty boy” they said. After that she turned around and fell asleep. They won’t remember this in the morning.