#I'm glad i got over my fears and just allow myself to be close with my headmates

[juleteinthrum]

Dancing. I'm dancing with Kiba

His tail swings out as we turn. I am dancing with Kiba

It's all in my head, all in my mindscape. Im dancing.

I'm dancing with Kiba.

His ears stay perked, until he gazes down at my face.

It's resting on his chest. My head on It's side, he can see my half lidded eyes.

I'm slow dancing with Kiba, our story continues to rise.

[kassiekole22]

Can you do a Syzoth/Reptile x reader, about him telling the reader about things they should know about him & his reptilian form before they date each other? Thank you!!!

Are You Sure?

Picture lightly edited by me.

Description: It takes all the courage in the world to tell Syzoth how you really feel about him. But Syzoth isn't so sure that you can handle a Zaterran as a lover. So he decides to tell you everything you need to know, before taking your relationship to the next level... Warnings: Fluff, Pining, A Small Bit Of NSFW. (For brief mention of breeding.) Word Count: 1.4k A/N: I am sooooo sorry this took so long for me to finish! I've been dealing with some health issues and other personal struggles recently so I've been having a hard time getting things done quickly. But I'm getting better so hopefully that will change soon. I want any other anons to know that I still fully intend on finishing your requests and to other readers, please don't let this discourage you from sending any requests. I love hearing all of your ideas! Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this fic. 🖤 MasterList: 🖤 Kassie's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil, @bihansthot, @katiralovely. (If you want to be added to the taglist, let me know in the comments! 🖤)

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I slumped down under a shady tree after practicing fighting for a solid two hours. Lord Liu Kang told me the monks would be harsh, but I never expected training to be just as hard as it was. So I sat — the back of my head hitting the bark of the tree as it fell back onto my shoulders — and I let out a tired sigh. My eyes began to fall shut but then the wrestling of tree branches jerked me right awake as I let out a startled gasp. I looked up to find the source of this sudden commotion only to see Syzoth — in his human form — staring down at me from a high branch with a cheeky smile stretching his lips.

"You scared me!" I laughed as I reached an arm up to swat at his feet, which hung down from the branch he sat on.

After responding with a huff of laughter, Syzoth jumped down beside me. He sat down on the ground so close to where I was that I subconsciously held my breath, now very weary of moving in his presence. But not from fear — because it was the closest I had ever been to Syzoth before. The soft touch of his skin touching mine when our elbows brushed together, being engulfed in a cloud of his natural scent, even being able to hear his breath was enough to get my heart beat racing. To say I liked the man was quite an understatement. In my eyes, he was beautiful; I just wish I knew how to tell him that.

"It's so nice out here," he breathed before letting out a relaxed sigh. "I could sit out here for hours."

"Yeah, me too." I agreed, looking in every direction but his. Of course, I wasn't subtle about it — despite trying to be — and he noticed instantly.

"Are you ok?" He asked as his tone dipped softer with more concern.

I simply nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired."

I finally mustered up the strength to look back at him and make eye contact. But as soon as my eyes met those pale green ones, I could feel my cheeks burn with a sudden heat of desire. The expression that grew on his face was much like his tone moments ago: concerned and worried.

'Shit! He notices!'

"Are you alright, (Y/N)?" He asked while placing a hand gently on my own. The sudden contact did not help my rosy completion and I felt my skin burn even more.

I quickly pulled away and nodded my head, "Yes, yes — I'm fine." I assured him. "I just got too much sun today."

It was a good lie and I just prayed that Syzoth was as gullible as I had hoped. He did not answer me after that and for a good moment, peaceful silence had fallen over us and I was glad.

I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and finally felt myself relax again. Looking up at the sky, I noticed that not a single cloud covered it, allowing the sun to beam down upon us. The birds chirped happily and the butterflies fluttered in the air — watching them helped all of my stresses melt away and bring me to peace. It truly was a perfect day. I let my eyes flutter shut as a cool breeze blew passed us, and then I felt completely comfortable in my surroundings.

That was until Syzoth's voice broke the long-lasting silence...

"(Y/N)," His voice came out serious as he spoke. His sudden change in tone instantly caught my attention and I turned to face the man. "I have a question that I must ask—"

"Ok — what is it?"

"Do... Do you have feelings for me?" He asked hesitantly and almost... Shyly?

I froze as soon as the words came out of his mouth and I instantly felt my cheeks burn with intense embarrassment. The shock I felt was overwhelming and I had absolutely no idea how to respond. I just sat there, thinking deeply about a million things at once.

'Does he know? Am I really that obvious? There's no way! I mean, I've done so well to hide it!... Haven't I?

As humiliating as it was, I knew I couldn't keep the truth from him for any longer. So after heaving a deep sigh to gain just a little more confidence, I spoke my confession: "Yes, Syzoth — I do have feelings for you."

He stared at me with a blank and not so surprised expression for a moment. I felt as if I was under a burning spotlight while under his gaze. Finally — after a moment that felt like a lifetime — he let out a soft sigh. It didn't seem necessarily stressed or disappointed in anyway — it was just a normal huff of air.

"Are you sure? Because — as you know — I'm no ordinary individual. I'm not human like yo—"

"I don't care, Syzoth!" I cut him off as I raised my voice slightly. I didn't mean to come off aggressive in any way — I was just eager to tell him how I felt. I exhaled slowly and lowered my voice to a more calm pitch. "I like you for you; that stuff doesn't matter."

He looked at me for a moment, almost like he was reading over my words in his mind. Something told me by his expression that he did not believe me and would need further convincing. And unfortunately, I was right.

"No, (Y/N). You do not understand." He heaved a deep breath and shifted so he was facing me more before continuing, "There is still a lot about me that you do not know. Things you are not prepared for—"

"Well... Prepare me!" I basically demanded with an enthusiastic smile and he raised a brow at me for a moment. He seemed almost hesitant to let me into his world but eventually he did nod in agreement.

"Ok... For instance, our diet mainly consists of raw flesh of animals and humans. We can eat cooked foods but we don't prefer it." He paused for a moment to check my facial expression before continuing, "We shed our skin once a year. It's a very long and uncomfortable process and I will become very irritable at that time. I like warmth and do not do well in the cold — I can't handle it, in fact. I also have to keep my skin hydrated and... There's also mating season... Um..."

His eyes averted away from mine as he shifted uncomfortably on the ground while letting out a cough. I blushed at the thought of this "mating season" he mentioned, but tried my hardest to keep my composure for his and my sake.

"I may appear human sometimes, but do know that my reptilian nature still lingers within. Are you sure you want to engage in a romantic relationship with someone like myself?"

I smiled warmly at the man sitting before me and took his big hands in my own, massaging the backs of them with my thumbs to sooth him. It was obvious he was nervous and I didn't want him to be — he deserved to be comfortable with someone for once in his life and I was going to make sure that I was that person.

"Like I said before: I like you for you. And I would be more than happy to engage in a romantic relationship with you — that is, of course, if you want to engage in one with me?"

I gazed up at him through my lashes with hope blossoming in my heart for the first time that day. I felt his hands grow sweaty in my own and the look of concern on his face remained, causing a little bit of that hope to die off.

But then his worried expression melted away with a fond smile as his cheeks turned a faint tint of pink. He leaned forward and gently pressed his lips against mine — not necessarily molding them into a kiss, but just holding them there. So I decided to take charge of the situation and pressed mine into his in the way a kiss would be formed. And happily, he kissed back.

I knew that loving a Zaterran would be a challenge, but I wouldn't have it any other way. My heart longed for him and now that I had him, that's all that mattered to me. I had finally found the one for me and I knew I'd be happy as long as he was at my side — this I was sure of.

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[haologram]

altair's 2024 wrapped!

— naturally, i got fomo. everyone was tagging me, and those who didn't tag me had such good spreads. as we see 2024 come to a close, i cannot say how happy i am to be done with this shitty year. however, good things did come out of it: i finally allowed myself to be dragged into caratland after casually stanning for the last five years, and i've succumbed to the fact that i write too many words per oneshot. 2025 resolution: get a grip! — thank you to everyone who has supported my writing in this year, though i've only posted a few works on this blog (as well as on @babeyun), but i am eternally grateful for all the friends i've made along the way. here's to 2024, i'm glad you're over soon. 2025, be kind, i beg. — if you've been tagged: you're likely either one of the reader reviews, one of my favorite reads or i'm tagging you so you can do this too! thank you for reading this. — all my love, altair. ♡

— 2024 fic stats:

— total words published: 130k!! — number of fics posted: 5 (trust me, 2025 i will post more!) — number of wips: 13 (like...ones that are actively being written.)

— most popular fics of 2024:

— first place: how to be a latin lover - joshua hong [x fem!reader.]

— posted: 16 september. — notes: 633 — favorite reader reactions: "i skipped a class to read this and I don't regret it one bit" by @aloeshit || ""Ah, ah, ah! We need to speak, Miss Y/N. Turn around." - the tension in this one line.. I GASPED.. i had to close my tabs because of how much this one line got me and it was just the beginning stages.." by @tusswrites || @mingycr's entire reblog, it was my first ever review like that and i cried. — comments from the author: this fic was my debut onto caratblr! i still cannot believe that people liked it, but i put so much effort into this as both a latin spanish speaker and for my namesake.

— second place: araneae - kwon soonyoung [x fem!reader.]

— posted: 3 october. — notes: 543 — favorite reader reactions: "i locked the fuck in for this one an hour later i’m crying" by my dearest @mercif4l || "i also liked the aquarium scene, 'which one are you? the male one' lol" by @flowershu — comments from the author: funnily enough, this fic is one i'm not entirely satisfied with, but i love it endlessly. i love love love writing hoshi, he's such a diverse character and it makes me emotional as fuck sometimes.

— third place: stairway to the stars - lee jihoon [x fem!reader.]

— posted: 23 december. — notes: 514 — favorite reader reactions: @monamipencil's entire reblog, as the drabble was literally for her LOL || "need to grab Jihoon by the neck and shake him like a maraca" by my beloved @gyuswhore — comments from the author: the way i was FIGHTING to keep this under 1.5k was INSANE. i fear that i cut it off right at the highest tension and kept the shitty smut for myself because why are you looking at my man?

— longest fic of 2024:

unforgiven - boo seungkwan [x fem!reader]

— posted: 29 november. — word count: 40,812 words! — favorite reader reactions: the entire reblog by @diamond-reads. i fucking SOBBED reading that review. || "when i lock my husband out of our bedroom to read this in peace at late hours of the night, then what." by @nanareadings (i cackled) — comments from the author: i think this is genuinely one of my favorite things i've ever written. i have never been so proud of a dynamic or pairing, because athena!seungkwan x arachne!reader was definitely my flex. this fic took me two months to write because i was so nervous about making sure the dynamics and power play played out correctly and i'm proud to say that i am so incredibly satisfied with this fic.

— most recent fic of 2024:

between you and me - lee chan [x fem!reader]

—posted: 24 december. — word count: 40,489 words! — favorite reader reactions: "finally a good chan fic i feel so whole today" by @neodanceology (i cried like a fucking baby reading that) || "i'm hitting them with a newspaper and screaming at them to cOMMUNICATE" by @nebulousbookshelf (me freaking too trust me) — comments from the author: god, i loved writing this. it was so deliciously stressful and the first time ever that smut came easily to me. i think that writing such a complex relationship (that is slightly based off my own personal experiences) that boils down to both people just being fucking idiots is absolutely my favorite trope. i can truly say that i love how my mind created this within TWO WEEKS. TWO!! isn't that fucking insane?? i'm appalled.

— favorite reads:

— note from haologram: these are in member order. that being said, i have read and reread each of these fics at least three times. i hold them near and dear to my heart so i will gladly say pleasepleaseplease never delete them or i will cry an ocean and flood your house. thank you! [any fics with a ☆ contain nsfw content, do not engage if you are not 18+, or if the author specifically states such on their blog.] — ex-conomics by @ugh-yoongi [c.seungcheol] — full throttle (p1) (p2) by @diamonddaze01 [y.jeonghan] ☆ — distracted by @eomayas [h. joshua] ☆ — the boy who lives on the moon by @miniseokminnies [w.junhui] — elevatory by @wqnwoos [k. soonyoung] — endpoint by @highvern [j. wonwoo] ☆ — steam (p1 ; 2 ; 3 ; 4 ; bonus) by @highvern [j. wonwoo] ☆ — ave, general by @amourcheol [l.jihoon] ☆ — raw by @ourdawnishotterthanourday [l. seokmin] ☆ — when i kissed the teacher by @highvern [k. mingyu] — sit down by @gyuswhore [k. mingyu] ☆ — orbit by @tomodachiii [x. minghao] — perspective by @tomodachiii [x. minghao] — wanted u by @hannieehaee [x. minghao] ☆ — hi (i love you) by @wheeboo [x. minghao] — office hours by @seungkw1 [b. seungkwan] ☆ — favorite coworker by @sescoups [c. hansol] ☆ — rivers & roads by @miniseokminnies [c. hansol] ☆ — rates of change by @wqnwoos [l.chan]

— top songs of 2024:

— orbit by the8, jinjibewater_隼. — eat it by megan thee stallion. — contigo quiero estar by selena. — 7pm by bss, peder elias. — maiochiruhanabira (fallin' flower) by seventeen. — jealousy by pale waves. — habit by seventeen. — circles by pierce the veil. — i found a boy by adele. — item by stray kids.

— 2025 goals:

— oof, this is a doozy. as for this blog, i'm hoping to keep posting and build my masterlist. back when i launched it, i launched a project that i haven't published yet and i want to get that done. as a writer i find myself starting projects and stopping them when i've convinced myself that no one will like them, but 2025 is the year of stopping self doubt and pushing forward. — as for myself outside of haologram, i'm looking forward to a better year overall. 2024 was not kind to me and neither were the people i allowed back into my life, but i digress. i hope that in 2025 i can implement what i've learned this year, and that's to not give a fuck what anyone has to say about me because at the end of the day they do not define my self worth. in 2025 i hope to build more lasting friendships, write to my hearts content and actually enjoy my summer this year instead of rotting in my bed because i let depression overtake me again. i am stronger than 2024 me is, and if you're reading this, so are you!! keep going!! keep on truckin' dude!!

— thank you to everyone who was by my side this year. i could not have made it through this treacherous year without you, and i am glad to have you all with me, and i hope 2025 is good to you as i am praying it will be to me.

— tags: [feel free to ignore!] @ressjeon @jenoslutie @lavnderwonu @diamonddaze01 & whoever else wants to do this!

[dirtybitfic]

Company Pt 3

Contains~ walking around town , angry matt , smutt 😼( slapping ,chocking, biting, spanking, praising , degrading, overstimulation, use of names like- whore, slut, cum slut and sir)

not proofread cause honestly took me long enough to even fucking finish this shit so sorry if there is typos

I wake up feeling extra warm which confuses me since last night the air finally kicked on and I practically shivered myself to sleep. I open my eyes to see that the extra warmth I'm feeling is Matts body I'm currently pressed too . I immediately move away mostly from shock and slight fear . I turn over and look at my phone to see its currently 5 am here which is 8 am Seattle time. I groan as I get up and go pee and debate if I should try and fall back asleep or just stay awake and get ready for the day.

I walk back out of the bathroom to see matt still asleep peacefully . I decide to just try and go back to sleep for at least two more hours. I get comfortable as I wrap myself in the lush comforter . Its still pretty cold in the room and I so badly want to cuddle back into matt but I force myself not too given the obvious reasons, Sharing a bed with my boss is one thing but intentionally "cuddling" my boss is way outta line . I roll away from him and close my eyes as I starting to drift off to sleep I feel an arm snake around my waist and pull me closer . I gasp as I look over my shoulder to see a still asleep matt meaning he fully grabbed me in his sleep. I smile and allow it to happen since his body is so warm and cozy.

I must have fallen back asleep because I get woken up to matt softly shaking me . " Hey gotta get up we got things to do" he says making me groan . I roll onto my stomach burying my face into the pillow . " Really ?" he asks in an unimpressed voice at my behavior . " I don't want to get up i'm so comfortable" I say with the smallest amount of whininess in my tone. " Come on I promise once you see the town you'll be happy I made you get out of bed" he says and I look up at him standing by the side of the bed. " Fine i'll get up" I groan as I sit up and yawn and hop out of bed.

I go over to my suitcase picking out one of the kind of casual outfits we had packed and grabbed my makeup bag and made my way to the bathroom. After maybe 30 minutes I was ready and putting on my shoes. " Okay I rented a car and it should be down in the lot I had them drop it off early this morning" he says as he grabs his phone our room key and a couple other things he needed. I grabbed my small purse and there my phone and some chapstick in .

We made our way down to the parking lot and he lead me to a red alpine A110 . Nice little sports car , I'm not to mad about it but i'm just glad i'm not the one who has to drive it. We hop in though its very weird given the steering wheel is on the left side of the car instead of the right. " Isn't it weird driving on the left side and not the right?" I ask genuinely curious . " Mmm not really I mean a little but I spent a whole summer here in my younger years and got used to it pretty quickly" he answers as he starts the car and we're off to town.

I look around the whole drive at all the beautiful homes and vineyards we pass as we drive by. South France is truly beautiful. I see a sign for San Tropez and smile as I roll down the window and smell the fresh air. We make it to a road that has a perfect view of the water making me smile. It's so beautiful the water is very blue and clear unlike most beaches in America that are so polluted the water is practically brown.

" Wow is so beautiful" I say as I look over at matt smiling. " See I told you that you'd be happy I got you out of bed" he says with a sly smirk making me shake my head.

We park on the side of a road and he turns the car off turning slightly to look at me . I turn to look at him with an awkward smile on my face waiting for him to speak. "So I thought we could walk around and do some shopping and then chill on the beach for a while " he says making me smile. " That sounds amazing" I say smiling . " Great I called a couple friends I have out here who own some really nice stores and had them lay away some things I thought you'd like" he says with a smirk that makes me flush red. " Wow thats really nice of you thank you" I say smiling shyly at how sweet his gesture was.

We start walking down the street as I look around at all the beautiful buildings and people around. It's breathtaking and honestly I think if I could move here for the rest of my life I would .

“Okay here is our first stop” matt says as he pulls me into a Cartier store. I look around smiling at all of the gorgeous jewelry and sunglasses perfectly placed in gold cases. “Oh wow I love these” I say pointing to red tinted glasses . " Sir can you place these on hold while he we look around " I ask the man . He gives me a look of slight confusion and also as though he was judging me . Matt steps next to me "Veux-tu s'il te plaît emballer ces lunettes et prendre cette carte, nous allons regarder autour de toi, mais tout ce qu'elle choisit est facturé sur cette carte" he says to the man and hands him his card making me gasp. " Matt what why are you handing him your card?" I ask not wanting him to pay for anything. " You really thought I was going to let you pay for a thing ... absolutely not " he says and then swiftly walks off with a smile looking at jewelry. I sigh knowing trying to fight him on it would get us nowhere.

After picking out a ring I liked he payed and we were walking to another store. We shopped for probably around an hour before we went into a cute little boutique.

"I forgot to pack you a bathing suit so I thought we stop here and get you one then go down to the beach" matt says making me smile. "alright well ill look around real quick" I said as I went over to the wall covered in racks of different bikinis. I found a blue bikini I liked and went over to the register to pay. I manage to pay for this one without matt noticing. I walk over to him with a big smile " Ready to go?" I ask in a chirpy voice . " Yeah ... did you already check out?" he asks in a deep tone making my smile drop. " Y-yes i.." he cuts me off. "Y/n I made it very clear I didn't want you paying for a thing today ..." he says stepping closer to me slightly towering over me. " I... mean y-es but I just felt bad your spending your money on me I just wanted to buy one thing for myself" I ramble out feeling nervous. " You don't have to feel bad I wanted to treat you to a couple things but I understand how your feeling i'm sorry for getting a bit tense" he says stepping back taking a breathe. " I-its okay I appreciate it very much so thank you" I say looking down at the ground feeling a bit awkward now.

We walk out of the store and back to the car to set all of our bags in the trunk . " If you want you can change in the car really quick the windows are fully tinted " he says looking at me . " Okay " I answer with a small smile and climb into the car . I start undressing but I snag my top on my earring and it won't seem to get unhooked . I struggle around and since the top i'm wearing happened to have enough support I didn't have to wear a bra so my tits are fully out and swinging as I struggle. I groan after more struggling and slump back into the seat.

I hear a knock on the window and jump " WHAT' I yell in frustration . " You okay the cars been umm- shaking around a bit " Matt says in a slightly worried tone. " My top is fucking stuck on my earring and I cant get it off " I say . The door opens and my head snaps to look at Matt . He immediately hops in and closes it when he sees the fact i'm very exposed . " Let me help you " he says in a deep tone that makes my stomach flutter. " Fine" I groan as I itch closer to him one arm half over my head stuck there. " Sorry if this pulls your ear but I just have to-" he yanks the top towards him pulling my whole body with it . "Jesus Christ how did that help anything" I say in a pissed tone because honestly that shit hurt. " Do you want my fucking help or not stop it with the attitude" he snaps. I shut my mouth and let him do his thing. He gets my top unstuck and pulls it off . My hands immediately fly to my tits covering them even though he's fully seen them by now.

" Thank you" I say looking away in embarrassment. " No problem... need help with anything else?" he asks but I still don't look at him. "Uhhm nope I- i'm all good" I answer. " Okay well since i'm already in here i'm just gonna throw my trunks on" he says and I hear a belt unclipping. I stay turned to the window as I put the top on and then move to take my pants off . I slide them down my legs and pull them off my ankles when I hear a groan . My head snaps to look at Matt who is biting his lip he looks up to meet my eyes and my face is fully red. He was looking at my ass I think to myself . " Oh sorry " he says and turns to face the opposite way. I turn around smiling and slipping off my thong snd putting on the bathing suit bottoms. " Okay ready " I say and he turns to me . "Great lets go " he says and opens his door.

I get out and follow him down the steps to the beach . The second my feet hit the sand I smile and literally sprint to the water . I splash into the water fully submerging my body and coming up wiping the water from my face . I may be a groan as 23 year old woman but at the beach my inner child comes out . Im happiest when I'm in water especially water this clear and beautiful. I look up to see Matt smiling and shaking his head at my behavior .

" COME ON " I yell to him as I motion him to come into the water. " I think i'm gonna sit down for a minute" he says as he sets two towels down and pulls his shirt off making me gulp . He has tattoos scattered across his arm and a small happy trail leading up his lean torso . I accidentally moan but he's far enough so he doesn't hear it . I smirk and cock my head " Okay old man be boring then " I say as I spin around in the water. " Did you just... call me old and boring" he says walking closer to the water with a look of displease . " Mm yes I think I did" I say laughing a bit . He looks down sucking his teething slowly nodding making me feel like I fucked up saying that. I've slowly forgot that he's my boss on this trip and I've stopped talking to him the way I should be.

He lifts his head and makes eye contact with me , his eyes dark and narrow " You're gonna regret saying that" is all he says before he make his way into the water and towards me . Fuck I say as I slowly start backing up in panic, he swims to me quickly grabbing me by my ankle as I try to swim away . "NO no " I yell as he pulls me into him . " You might wanna take a deep breathe " he whispers to me as he picks me up and throws me into the water a little bit away from where he was standing. My body hits the water hard knocking the air out of me . I come up gasping giving him a pissing face" You mother fu-" " I don't think you really want to finish that sentence" he snaps at me . " No I think I do you mother fucker you threw me hard that hurt" I say as my eyes well up from the way my chest is stinging from the impact . " Are you ... actually gonna cry " he says with a chuckle .

I glare at him " Yeah cause it FUCKING HURT " I yell as I swim to get out . As I pass him he grabs me pulling me back to him. " Y/n come on i'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you" he says looking down at me . I roll my eyes as a tear slips down my face. " whatever boss " I snap back at him. " Where does it hurt ?" he asks with a sigh. " My chest" I say looking away from him. " I could kiss it better" he says and I cant tell if he's joking . I look at him narrowing my eyes " Haha really funny now let me go" I say trying to pull my arms from his grasp. He pulls me to him making me gasp .

His arms hook under my thighs and he picks me up . I instinctively wrap my legs around his hips . I look down at him In confusion " W-what are you d-doing" I ask as I lean away . " Kissing it better " He answers and his lips meet my chest making me gasp. It feels so good so I let it happen . He kisses sloppily all over my red chest and I cant help but whimper when his lips meet the exposed part of my left boob. " M-matt you... this is wrong" I groan as I throw my head back in pleasure. " Just let it happen" he groans into my chest as he nips softly making me whimper and accidentally grind against him. he groans when I do and his hands move to my ass making me moan . he uses his nose to push my top to the side and he wraps his lips around my nipple making me drop my head down and moan . This is so wrong so very wrong but... I cant help but grind into his now hard dick thats pressed perfectly into my pussy. " M-matt" I moan as he sucks harder and bites pulling away as his teeth graze my nipple causing a mix of pain and pleasure to course through me . " Hmm what is it" he questions into my chest and he places more wet kisses. " Y-you have to stop i..." " You what ... am I making you wet y/n" He asks he kisses up my neck to my ear. I whine as he hits my sweet spot under my ear and nips softly at the skin. " Answer my question y/n" he spits and grips my ass harder making me buck into him. " Y-yes " " Yes what?" he teases . " Yes you-your turning me on " I Moan into his ear as my head drops onto his shoulder . "So dirty ... letting your boss touch you like this... in public too" he says into my ear making me whimper into his neck as I grind against him .

" Look at me y/n" he says and I do. " Do you want this" he asks making me blush and slowly nod my head unintentionally giving him fuck me eyes. " use your words y/n I need to hear you say it" I says in a deep husky tone that has me whimpering. " I want it ... i've always wanted it" I whisper into his ear . He groans as he sets me back on my feet and places my top back in its place and drags me along behind him.

"m-matt your dragging m-me " I whine as the water keeps getting in my mouth. "your fine don't be dramatic"he groans . I cough as water goes down my throat and I gag on the salty flavor. The second we hit the sand he rushing to the towels yanking them up and throwing one over me then grabbing me and throwing me over his shoulder." Put me down " I whine and earn a harsh slap on the ass from him. " Seriously put me down Matt" I say as I smack his back. " No" he simply says making me groan and slump over like dead weight.

We reach the car and he opens the door and practically throws me into the seat buckling me then walking around to his side opening it and turning on the car and zooming off speeding the whole way back to the chateau.

" slow down Matt Jesus Christ" I say as I grip my seat as he accelerates even more. " Do not tell me what to do y/n" he grits out as he grips the steering wheel harshly. " We're going to get pulled over i'm being serious slow the fuck down" I say in a panicked tone. "Keep running that pretty fucking mouth of yours and see where it gets you" he growls making me snap my mouth shut and look out of the window.

We come to a harsh stop when we reach the gate that opens up and Matt zooms down the long driveway and parks in a spot not caring how badly he parked and turns off the car. He gets out popping the trunk in the process and grabbing all the bags from shopping and making his way to the doors as I follow him like a lost puppy . " good evening Mr. Sturniolo how was your day" the man a=who opens the door asks sweetly. " Great thank you Gino" Matt says as he rushes in and makes his way up the stairs with me rushing up after him.

Ive never seen this man in such a rush before but something about it makes me even more eager to find out what hell do to me once we get into the room.

He stops at the door and looks back at me as i'm fully out of breathe from practically running up the stairs . " Keys in my pocket open the door" he demands and I oblige since his hands are full of bags . I grab the key and unlock the door for him as he struts in and throws the bags down on the sofa . " Come on" he demands as he makes his way into the bedroom ,I follow . " I think we should take a shower get all the sand off of us hmm" he hums as he looks down at me with a look of pure lust. I nod my head and walk to the bathroom ripping off my bikini and turning the water on. " Fuck" I hear from behind me making me turn around . " w-what what's wrong" I ask thinking something was wrong. " Nothing your just so fucking perfect" he answers looking me up and down making me nervous . " I am not perfect " I say in a tone that sounds slightly challenging. " yes you are" he answers as he steps closer and slowly removes his trunks and boxers. I cant help but let my eyes wander down his exposed body and the practically pop out of my head when they reach his rock hard dick.

Its huge like really big , thick and veiny making me gulp . This is a line I should not be crossing with my boss but as of right now the only thing I can think about is how much i've wanted this exact thing to happen and all morals are out of the window as he steps closer to me . He opens the shower door and presses me by my chest into the hot water. I sigh as the water runs over my body and down my face. I watch him as he steps in front of me , his eyes contact is so intense .

He runs his hands up my body into my hair wrapping his hands into it on each side tugging making me look all the way up at him. " So fucking beautiful" he whispers making me smile and blush. He leans down as our lips meet in a heated kiss . I glide my hands up his torso to his shoulders gripping them softly as he deepens the kiss and I moan into his mouth.

He pulls away grabbing my body wash and lathering me in it , his hands feel so good all over me , just like i've always thought they would. I sigh as the water rinses the suds off of me . I grab his body wash and do the same as I watch his face that seems to show signs of calmness . He rinses off and we get out .

I grab my towel wrapping it around myself as I look up at him . He smiles at me as he wraps a hand around my throat pulling me into him . " Tell me y/n ... how many times have you thought about me touching you... kissing you- tasting you?" he whispers against my neck making me shiver. " A-alot " I stutter as he places a open mouth kiss under my jaw . " mmm what about in the office... have you thought dirty little things when you sit behind that little desk of yours" he asks making me whimper . " I... yes " I answer in a breathy tone as his lips continue kissing under my ear. " Yes what?" he asks in a low tone making me clench my thighs. " y-yes sir" I moan as his grip on my throat tightens slightly. " Atta girl " he groans as he grabs me and picks me up walking out of the bathroom and heading straight to the bed.

He throws me down making me moan and the force. " Spread your legs for me gorgeous" he commands as he kneels in front of the bed right where my body is slightly hanging off. I open my legs wide inviting him in. He groans as he looks at my dripping wet pussy thats begging for him to just touch it. " Just a perfect little pussy" he groans then attaches his mouth to my swollen clit and sucks making me moan loudly and throw my head back. " F-fuck o-oh my ..." I whine as he licks and sucks in all the right ways . " Taste so sweet" he groans into me making me buck my hips . " F-fuck Matt it feels so g-good" I whimper as my legs start to tremble . He sucks on my clit as he inserts a finger into me bringing me even more pleasure . " Ahh o-oh fuck fuck m-matt please " I whine loudly as I buck into his face making him slap my thigh with his free hand. " Stop wiggling around" he demands with hard cut eyes . " S-sorry it just oh fuck f-feels so good " I moan as he adds another finger in and sucks a bit harder making my legs tremble harder. " Fuck FUCK MATT oh fuck i'm so close" I half whine half moan as my body starts heating up with my incoming orgasm. "Come on sweetheart give it to me " he groans as he flicks his tongue and curls his fingers perfectly sending me over the edge with a yelp . My entire body shakes as he licks and sucks me through my intense orgasm. I come down but he still hasn't stopped , i'm breathing hard and shaking from the overstimulation . " M-MATT s-stop please its too much" I whimper as I try and pry his face away .

He stops as he looks up at me with a look that has me becoming even more turned on than I already am. " Y/n I need you to understand one thing before I fuck you... i'm a very dominant man and I am not gentle so if you don't think you can handle it tell me now" he says in a raspy voice making me bite my lip . " I want you to be rough, use me I don't care just ... please I need you so bad" I say as I give him a needy look which he returns with a smirk. " Yeah?" he asks in a mocking tone " Yes matt please " I whine as I grab his chain and pulling him to be over me. " If it gets to much say Rain and I'll stop okay" " Rain got it now please matt " I say as I press on his chest throwing my head back feeling impatient.

He pulls my towel off then his and throws them somewhere on the floor . " You gonna be a good girl for me " He asks as he pinches one of my hard nipples and tugs slightly making me gasp " Y-yes fuck i'll be so good" I say which makes him groan in pleasure with my answer. " Your gonna answer me as sir when I ask you a question is that clear " he says making me nod my head " Yes sir" I say in a seductive tone looking up at him innocently . He bits his lip then spits down onto his hard dick . I watch as he rubs it over his tip and long thick shaft . I gulp knowing its going to hurt , he's way bigger than any dick i've ever taken in my life which makes me slightly nervous. "You okay" he asks as he looks at the expression on my face. " Yes y-yeah i'm okay its just... you're really big" I answer as I look at him . " It's okay I know you can take it " he says back making me smile and nod.

He lines the tip to my entrance making me suck in a breathe in anticipation of the pain i'm about to be in. He slowly slides in making me whimper at the the stretch " Fuck your tight" he groans as he pushes in more making me slap a hand to his chest " ahh fuck I-it hurts" I whine as I close my eyes . " You're okay I got you " he says as he caresses my face softly . He slides in more making me whine and try and back away from him , he grabs my face holding it kind of tight . " Do not try and get away from me , I know it hurts but do not do that" he says in a demanding tone making me whimper . "Y-yes sir i'm s-sorry" I say as I look down at where we meet making me moan . There is still probably about 4 more inches to go which makes me whine . " Im gonna go all the way in okay you got it just squeeze my arm" he says and I grab onto him and the thrusts all the way in making me cry out . " Ahhh Jesus Christ " I cry out as I press my head into his chest.

" Just breathe sweetheart its okay" he soothes as his hand moves to my hair pulling so I look up at him. " You gonna be a good girl and let me move now?" he asks and I nod. " Words " He demands " Y-yes sir " I whine and at my words he starts thrusting , I'm practically panting and he moves in and out still stretching me out. " Fuck ugh so d-deep" I whine as he thrusts a bit faster and I start getting used to his size " Doing so good for me " he groans as he slips his thumb into my mouth making me moan around it. " Feels good huh" He asks smirking " M-mmhm" I moan around his finger, he pulls it out and wraps his hand around my throat as he starts ruthlessly pounding into me making me scream . " FUCK O-OH MY G-GOD" I scream as I close my eyes and arch off the bed . He pressed me down making me lay flat on my back again and he slowly slides it down to where he's bulging inside of me. " Who knew you'd be such a little slut for my cock" He says making me moan loudly . " S-so good fuck i'm so close" I whine as I feel the pressure start to build in my stomach . " Close already " he says in a mocking tone . I move my hands to his back scratching down as my body is built with pure pleasure . " Fu-fuck FUCK OH MY can I cum please please let me cum" I beg pathetically as my orgasm is on the verge of taking over. " How bad do you want it come on beg me for it" he taunts as he squeezes my neck harder. " S-DO BAD SIR FUCK SO BAD PLEASE I C-CANT FUCK" I cry out making him smile " Go ahead make a mess all over my cock" he says and I immediately tumble over the edge shaking and running my nails down his back deeply. " Aww look at you such a little whore shaking for me" he says making me roll my eyes back and scream out.

His hands grab ahold of each side of my head as my face is buried into his chest as he repositions him self and pounds into me harder and deeper than before making me scream " F-FUCK RIGHT THERE RIGHT THERE" I scream and he pounds the perfect spot to make me squirt. " Hear hoe fucking wet you are for me fuck such a sweet sound" He rasps as I scream in pleasure and my juices spray out all over his dick and the bed under me. " Fuck keep fucking do that so fucking hot" he groans as he raises back up and props my legs on his shoulder relentlessly pounding into the same spot over and over. " F-fuck i'm gonna squirt again" I whimper as I feel the pressure quickly approaching. " Come on make a mess soak this fucking bed like the little slut you are" He degrades me and my juices spray out even more this time making him pull out and shove his finger into me curling them to make me shoot even more juices out. " AHH m-matt p-please t-too much I c-cant" I cry out as he just looks down at me smirking in satisfaction . " Turn around , ass up and arch that fucking back" he demands and I comply. I arch as far as I can and wait for him to reenter me.

I gasp when his hand harshly slaps my ass, then again and again till it stings and I try and move away from his hand whining. " Looks so good with my handprint on it" He groans as he slams back into me making me almost fall flat on my stomach. He grabs a hold of my hair pulling me head up off of the bed as my hands grip the sheets above my head . " Ugh fuck so d-deep" I whine out in a high pitched voice as one of my hands moves back pushing on his lower stomach as I cry out in slight pain from how hard he's pounding my cervix. He grabs it and holds it behind my back using it as leverage to go harder and faster than I thought possible. " AHH MATT MATT TO DEEP I- C-CANT TAKE IT" I scream as I try and move away. "You know what to say if you really want me to stop " he growls as he lets go of my hand and smacks my ass making me tremble and moan loudly echoing off the walls. " F-fuck ahhh I- i'm mmm" I whine as I smack his stomach repeatedly as my orgasm crashes over me , my entire body light on fire with pleasure. " Thats it keep fucking shaking " He praises as his thrust start to get sloppy . " UGH f-fuck " I groan out raspy and exhausted becoming so overstimulated I can barely hold on.

"Gonna let me breed this little pussy" he asks deeply into my ear as he leans over me going even deeper making me yelp. " Y-Yes sir fuck p-please" I whimper out as his hand comes around my throat pulling me up to meet his chest . " Fuck gonna fill you up" he groans as he bites my shoulder kinda hard. " MMM please fuck I want it so bad" I moan as I drop my head back onto his shoulder burying my face in his neck. "Beg for it let me know just how much you wanna be my good little cum slut" He growls making me moan and my pussy to pulse at his words. " Ugh I want it so bad sir fuck I--- want to b-be your cum slut" I moan as my eyes roll back as he pounds into me hard and fast . With a groan and a squeeze to my throat he fills me up and i'm breathing hard collapsing onto my stomach vision blaring momentarily.

He slowly pulls out groaning as watches his cum spill out of me as my legs are trembling . He runs his hands over my ass up my back softly messaging me making me sigh. " Did so good sweetheart" he praises making me smile. " Im e-exhausted" I stutter out as I roll over to face him. He smiles at me sweetly " I know let's clean you up then you can sleep" He says as he picks me up setting me in the large bathtub and turning on the water letting it fill up . He slides in behind me pulling me back to rest against him. I sigh as the hot water soothes my sore muscles . He runs his hands up and down my arms soothingly then down under the water to my thighs rubbing slowly washing away the mix of our cum off and very softly doing the same to my sore pussy making me whine in discomfort.

After laying in the bath for a while we get out and head to bed not even bothering to put clothes on . I turn off my light and slide into the cool covers closing my eyes as I sink into the bed exhausted. " You doing okay need anything before you fall asleep?" he asks softly as he runs his fingers through my hair. " No I just ..." I don't even finish before I turn to him and wrap my arms around his waist and cuddle into him making him chuckle softly . " Just want you to hold me " I say slightly embarrassed with how needy and pathetic I sound. " I'll hold you forever if thats what will keep you happy " He says in a tired deep voice and I cant help the smile that grow soon my face.

I kiss his chest softly before I start to drift off to sleep. " Good night Ma belle fille" He whispers before kissing me on the head and falling asleep himself.

part 4 coming sometime 🤷🏻‍♀️

love y'all MWAH 💋

[mywritingonlyfans]

the prompts are so cute idek which ones to ask for, i lowkey want them all 😭😭

maybe:

042: "My parents are coming over in 10 minutes so please put some clothes on" and

058: "We’ve become the clingy newlyweds you always complained about. "

i took a while because i almost gave up out of embarrassment, you were the only one who sent 😅 but here we go with something!

here's the prompt list.

He was running late, which was typical of him, but this time it was your fault. You were supposed to wake him up a few minutes ago, but his serene face and angelic expressions were too precious to be interrupted. You had been gazing at him for quite some time now, dressed and ready, anxiously waiting for your parents who had just called to let you know they were on their way. They would be there soon, and you had failed to wake Alex up on time as you had agreed, to which he had eagerly consented, fearing any behavior that could make your parents dislike him (which was certainly impossible).

"It's cute, but you've been smiling at me for a long time now, and it's startin' to get a lil' bit creepy," he lazily smiled, stretching with a comforting grunt. You smiled in response. Indeed, you had been sitting by his side for quite a while. He had a soft post-sex glow, flushed cheeks, as well as a disheveled mess of hair perfectly spread across his forehead. Not to mention, he wasn't wearing any clothes, with just a thin sheet covering his lower half, but still revealing the tantalizing connection between his abdomen and legs. It was a sight that was hard not to admire cautiously. You bit your lip at the thought, not feeling bad about it.

"Have you been awake for a long time, babe?" he asked, to which you were certain, judging by his expression, that it was the second time he had asked since you weren't paying attention. He held onto your waist, analyzing your face and the exposed skin of your chest through your thin shirt. You remembered a time when he had told you that he wished he could verbalize his feelings like you, in just a few words and complementary gestures that made him feel enveloped by you. But the look he was giving you, along with his warm fingers gently caressing your skin, screamed and overflowed with the same reciprocity, and just as intense.

"Not for too long, just enough time to shower and brush my teeth," you let your forehead rest against his, grazing your lips on his nose, cheeks, and mouth multiple times, causing him to slightly close his eyes and surrender to your touch. You hadn't been living together for very long, but it felt as if every minute of it made Alex wonder why he hadn't done it sooner.

"You could have woken me up," he playfully nuzzled his nose into your neck, pulling you closer to him. "I could have join you, little one. You smell so good." You chuckled, snuggling even closer. "I'm glad you don't think I'm stinky." Your hands held his face, allowing you to gaze into his bright and puppy brown eyes. You couldn't help but kiss him all over again. At some point, he placed his hands over yours, making the golden rings clink together, a sound that made both of you laugh, unable to describe the sensation.

You had lost track of time, not even remembering why you had gone to him in bed after the phone call. You could even affirm that you didn't recall the phone call at all until the doorbell rang. You looked at him with wide eyes, the realization that you and him should be ready by now. "Don't tell me it's your parents," he raised his eyebrows affectionately, holding back a laugh. He knew you well enough to expect that you had let time slip away.

"I'm sorry, I should have woken you up, but you looked so adorable, I couldn't bring myself to do it." His cheeks turned rosy, and you loved the effect you had on him so much that you did it on purpose. You always did it on purpose, no matter the situation. He quickly got up, with you clinging to his neck, and hugged you tightly while trying not to let the sheet fall to the ground. "I'll let them in and give you a few minutes to get dressed," you declared, disentangling yourself from him with a sigh that clearly conveyed that this wasn't what you wanted to be doing. Alex chuckled, pulling you back towards him by the waist, and you could feel your hairs a bit crazy on the spine as his lips brushed against your shoulder.

"Come on, Alex, I know it's my fault, but you have 10 minutes to get dressed and join us downstairs," you whined playfully, not even trying to break free from his embrace. Your instinct was to pretend you weren't home, but Alex wouldn't disappoint your parents.

"Just one more quick kiss," he requested, and you obeyed, hearing his satisfied exhale as you dashed towards the door. Alex swiftly put on his pants like never before, and as soon as he slipped on the same long-sleeved shirt from the night before out of sheer haste, he saw you reenter the room with a shout that you were already on your way as the doorbell was echoing through the house, and you grabbed his coat for yourself, something he didn't hesitate to allow. His clothes had become yours anyway, he helped you get decent on his piece. It was burning cold. You looked comfortable and that made him happy.

"Hurry up," you whispered with a teasing smile before leaving once again, and all you could hear was his voice, still hoarse and marked by sleepiness, saying, "We've become the clingy newlyweds you always complained about, y'know." He found himself happily running his fingers through his hair, unable to contain a silly grin.

As for your parents? By this point, they had become accustomed to how clumsy you both were when it came to each other, and living together only amplified that situation. Everyone expected it, and they, as well as all your friends had grown used to it.

[literatureatthebowofnails]

A/N: This drabble is for the 14 Days of Valentines community project hosted by @muddyorbsblr. I'm so thankful to be a part of it and I hope you all enjoy!

The song

Pairing: Loki x reader

Summary: Just a bit of fluff at a gala

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"Six months. Six months and you're just now telling me you're an Avenger?!"

"Shhh! I'm not really an Avenger yet. More an Avenger in training..." you roll your eyes at Wanda's attempt to placate you. "So will you come?"

"Of course, I'll come. If I can find something to wear," you take a sip of your coffee, mentally rummaging through your closet. "I'll see if Bram will give me the next morning off."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she nearly bounces in her enthusiasm. "It really means a lot."

You check your phone and stand. "I'm going to go back in, but this conversation is not over. You have a lot to spill. You want another turek?"

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You tug at the draping embellishment on your shoulder, chewing your rouged lip as you wait to check your coat. Avengers Tower is even more intimidating than you expected, swarming with the rich, the powerful, the famous, and of course the press.

"Here," you text Wanda as you enter the ballroom and look around. Someone who looks suspiciously like Caitlyn Jenner, 'and probably is,' you remind yourself, stands near the bar talking with the Falcon. In a nearby cluster of seats the Winter Soldier, a worn paperback in hand, drinks with a balding man who appears surprised and flattered by the attention.

"Hey!" Wanda greets you as she nears, a stoic blond in tow. She introduces you to Vision. "I'm so glad you made it. I was just telling Vis you're the only person in the city that makes turek like they do back home."

"I was very pleased to hear Wanda's found someone outside the tower to bond with," the android notes. "Unfortunately, I must excuse myself. I believe Mr. Stark requires my attention."

"He seems nice," you grin at her. "How long have you two been together?" You take a couple cocktails from a passing waiter, handing her one as you circle the dance floor.

"Is it that obvious?" she glances around. "We haven't exactly told anyone yet."

"Your secret's safe with me," you laugh. "Though I don't think any of your teammates will be asking me anything."

As the two of you chat, you get the feeling you're being watched. You glance around, but don't make eye contact with anyone, so you shrug it off. As you turn back to Wanda, Clint Barton approaches.

"Hey kid, who's your friend?" he asks.

She makes your introductions, explaining that Clint was the one who recruited her mid-battle. "She's an alarmingly powerful witch," he says, a note of pride in his voice. "Even got into Thor's head."

Your eyebrows rise in curiosity.

"My specialty is creating illusions. When we met, I used my power to instill fear in the Avengers; toyed with their memories to manipulate them." She looks at Barton. "But not you. You saw me coming."

"Like I said, once was enough," he looks up. "Speak of the devil..."

"...and he shall appear," a voice smoothly completes from behind you.

Lace and satin swish as you face the inhumanly tall newcomers. "Hello, my lady," the blond booms, gesturing to himself. "Thor of Asgard, and my brother Loki."

"It's lovely to meet you, darling," the dark god kisses your knuckles in greeting.

"H-hi," you respond as gentle cords roll through the room.

"May I have this waltz?" he asks, his thumb grazing the back of your fingers.

"Um, yes," you feel warmth spread to your cheeks as he leads you to the dance floor.

He guides your left hand to rest on his shoulder, slipping his arm around your waist to pull you close. "Are you familiar with the Victorian rotary waltz?"

"I don't really know any waltzes," you admit.

"That's quite alright, darling. I'm an excellent lead," his left hand covers your right, holding it near your thigh as he sways at the edge of the floor, small steps allowing you to catch the rhythm. As he pivots you into the line of dance you instinctually look to your feet. "Eyes on me. I assure you my toes will be quite alright."

You raise your lashes obediently, allowing him to steer you, losing yourself in his viridian orbs.

"You're a natural. Are you sure you haven't danced before?" he asks.

"Just a bit of ballet."

"That explains your excellent posture," he smiles. "With this style of waltz, you'll want to slip your right foot between mine as you step forward." You do so and your steps become more fluid.

"What brings you to this gala?" he asks.

"Wanda asked me to come. She's a regular at the cafe where I work."

"So, you make the coffee you mortals are so fond of?"

"Amongst other things," you laugh. "We're best known for our kolaczkis. They're a Czech pastry."

"You've piqued my interest," a smirk tugs at the edge of his lips.

"We're uptown," you smile. "In Yorkville. I work most mornings if you'd like to come by."

He spins you as the song comes to a close, his arm never leaving your back, and leans into a gentle dip. His eyes simmer with intent. "I'll be sure to make an appearance."

A/N: I'm hoping to make this a series of drabbles to continue through the event. If things work out, we'll get to see more of their firsts (ideally with more detail in the coming pieces).

Thanks for reading!

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[pvnk-whvre]

I love your work (as I'm sure you already know lmao), and I know you're getting kind of sick of writing for just Wade 😭 so I came to request some other marvel characters for you

I was wondering if you'd mind doing some headcanons/drabbles for Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Peter Parker, Loki, Thor, and Bucky Barnes with a reader who's really big into body modification? (Piercings, tattoos, etc.) Even if they don't have that many themself, they're really knowledgeable about stuff like that and find it really fascinating

I look forward to your take on this ❤

I'm combining these requests because they are fairly similar, and I'm trying to get rid of some of my Wade requests that have accumulated. Im also making this as gender neutral as possible since no piercings that require heavily specific body places were requested. I'd like to make mention that I'm a tattoo artist and piercer myself, so I'm very glad I got these requests.

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Natasha Romanoff

She doesn't have that much of an opinion whether her partner has body modifications or not.

That being said, she'll ask questions on if your tattoos have meaning or not, and she'll raise an eyebrow if they don't.

When it comes to piercings, she likes to play with them when she zones out. You two will just be casually laying down, and you'll randomly feel light tugs at your facial or chest piercings if you aren't wearing a shirt.

When it comes to your tattoos, she'll trace the shapes and designs during meetings. Or whenever she doesn't have anything to do when she's bored and wants to touch you.

Admires the fact that you put yourself through pain just to gain artwork on your body.

Wanda Maximoff

She, on the other hand, was confused about why you would willingly put yourself through that.

She's not particularly a fan, but she wouldn't mind too much if you had body mods.

"Are they safe?" She'll ask anytime you wish to get a new one.

After a while, they'll grow on her, and she'll really like them. Mainly because it's a you thing, and she adores you.

Anytime one gets infected, she'll help you out with it. She'll give you a look that says, "Are you so certain these are safe now?"

Doesn't like the smell. I know you know what I'm talking about

Peter Parker

Loves them

Will ask if you want to get a matching piercing on the ears (face ones would interfere with a mask like his)

Whenever he sees jewlery that really reminds him of you, he'll get them if he can.

He'll also play with them if he's zoned out and just whenever he's in private with you.

If you get spider tattoos, if you're in the know about him?

He's kneeling, on the spot.

Asks so SO many questions.

"Did you get the tattoos for meaning or because they are pretty?" "Did you get that pierced for fun or for pleasure?"

If it's for fun, he may not toy with them much in fear of hurting you. If it's for the other one on the hand? He may try to use those to his personal gain.

Loki

He loves the ones on the pleasure spots.

He'll be all over them the second he knows about them/they are healed.

Admires the fact that you put yourself through pain just to adorn yourself.

If he knows the hole won't close up after you take one out. He will magically remove the balls on the end to mess with you.

Ends up having to get you new ones

If you ask nicely enough, he'll consider getting matching ones.

They find out a little late that he doesn't like people with sharp objects near his face.

Needs "restorative cuddles" to fix his pains.

Thor

He's the one to ask, "But what would happen if a magnetized object comes near them?"

He's trying, poor, uneducated soul.

He doesn't mind if his partner has them or not.

He likes poking at your body.

"You are not an ordinary human, I love that about you!"

Asks if you plan to get another one!

(Please get the word play...)

Asks if he can watch the piercing/tattooing/body mod process.

Doesn't enjoy watching you in pain.

Has flipped a table.

He's no longer allowed to go.

Goes anyways

Bucky Barnes

Not particularly a fan of intentionally putting yourself through pain.

If you explain why you do it, then he might be more understanding.

Will ask with a serious face, "Does my arm technically count as a piercing?"

He also likes fidgeting with them and will accidentally lose an ending on a piercing.

Also asks to go with you, he doesn't speak for the most part and let's the people do their job.

He says he didn't like seeing you in pain, but it's something you wanted, so he didn't really have a say.

Doesn't really care what you do, as long as you are happy.

Wade Wilson

Shoots a hole in his ear/face and shouts..."Twinsies!" With a mock giggle

"What the fuck Wade...?" "Aye...you're dating me...and fucking me for that matter."

Would actually get piercings or such with you without a fuss.

If it wasn't for the super healing, that is.

He'll just admire yours from right up close and personal with you.

Will ask if you would consider getting certain mods.

Definitely asks if you'll get the ones on your more pleasurable areas.

You have to remind him you don't heal as fast.

Loves your body and your mods.

[drama-glob]

It had taken a couple of days for Fuchsia to settle in with the Park's and their routine, never once did she believe that she would bond over something as tragic as her parental trauma with Mr Park. It had been just after breakfast, Fuchsia had followed Hunter into the kitchen with a couple bowls and plates to do the washing up while Hunter would do the drying, something Holly had told Fuchsia on her second day at the house was a routine that Mr Park had picked up over the years. She had almost done the entire lot of bowls and plates except for one, she just had to give it to Mr Park for him to dry it and- Crash Fuschia's hand shook and her breathing picked up. "you can't do anything right, this was one of my favourite plates!" Fuchsia could almost hear the familiar screams, she did something wrong, what would they take from her? Holly? They might take her away… "Willow? Broken plate hun..you know I can't.." Hunter's voice shook but he didn't finish his sentence before he looked over at Fuschia and gently grabbed her wrist,"Fuschia? Fuschia, can you hear me? It's alright..Willow's going to clean it up, you wanna talk?" Willow walked in and knelt down to clean up the shards of ceramic that had now laid on the floor," Hunter, sweetheart, you take Fuchsia into the living room, I've got this." Hunter nodded, led Fuchsia into the living room and had her sit down not before nodding towards Waffles and the bird flew off. "It's alright, you didn't do anything wrong. No one is going to hurt you, no one is going to take anything away." Fuchsia looked up then, confused but obviously relieved. "I know exactly what you were thinking, there's a reason I'm not allowed to help with broken plates and glass nowadays." Hunter sat down by her, Waffles promptly returning with a blanket and Hunter took it from the bird. "I understand your fear, I had the same reactions for years. You've learnt what Belos did to the isles right?" Fuchsia nodded as Hunter threw the blanket over her shoulders. "His disgusting treatment of people doesn't end there. For 16 years I thought he was amazing, that what he was doing was right and I.. I helped him, I was the last golden guard he had. For 16 years, he hurt me, gave me my scars and changed the way that I thought so I would blindly trust him. When me, Willow and our friends had escaped to the human realm, he followed us there. The first couple of weeks were difficult for us, and I accidentally broke a plate, panicked and started to clean it up myself. I didn't care I was getting hurt, my brain told me that I had failed, that he would take away everything I had because I had failed." Fuchsia looked up at him, shaking slightly less now, but still shaking. "I've still got the scars, they serve as.. reminders of what I need to do if a plate or anything drops, because I panic, because I still go back there to that time." Hunter held up his hand, showing Fuchsia the scar and the girl nodded. "Does it get easier?" She asked, her shaking stopped. "The fear reactions? Yeah, the trauma? No, it's always there but you find people who make it better to manage." As if on cue Willow walked out of the kitchen and over to Hunter, Holly followed behind walking to sit behind Fuchsia. "It seems scary, I know. But that trauma builds more bonds than breaking out of the person's control ever ruined." Hunter smiled slightly, calming slightly. Holly hugged Fuchsia close, taking her hand and gently squeezing it reassuringly. "Really?" Mr Park only nodded.

Awww! ;_; ;_; ;_; Poor Fuchsia was treated so horribly by Boscha, but Hunter was just amazing here! Being so patient, understanding and doing what he could to help. I'm glad Fuchsia got that reassurance that this was a safe home.<3<3<3

[bookloover35]

Harry Potter x fem reader-I Fell In Love With A Warewolf (2)

Harrys POV:

Lilly: Harry it's something else that weighs you down right.

My mother asked me, right now the only thing on my mind is Yn.  What if I survive this and she never wants to see me again and that she will always hate me.  I turned and looked at Professor Lupin.

Harry: I can not stop thinking about Yn she is so angry with me.  She absolutely hates me right now because you and Tonks are gone.  And I do not want her to hate me, but I fully understand her.  You're her dad and she saw Tonks as her real mother.

I said to him with tears in my throat, I never wanted this to happen.  I love her and I really meant not to hurt her.

Lupin: She will forgive you and I know she will make it.  My daughter is probably one of the strongest I have known besides your mother and Tonks and even her mother.  And Harry I know you love her and I allow you to be with her but you but you have to Promise me one thing that you take care of her she may be strong but she needs people who are by her side.

Harry:I promise.

(Jumpskip).

YN POV:

Voldemort: HARRY POTTER IS DEAD.

No no it must not be true I shouted no then I started running there but I was stopped by George stopping me and took me in his arms and held me.  I tried to fight my way out but he refused to let go of me.  I started crying I wished at that very moment that I could transform into my werewolf shape.  I felt like I was starting to shake I really did not want my last memory with Harry that I hit him or that my last words what that I hate him.  For those words are not true I hate him not rather the opposite I love him.

(Jumpskip again sorry)

Finally, the battle is over Voldemort is gone, I thought as I sat on a chair in the dining room at Hogwarts.  In a way, I'm glad it's over but also completely overwhelmed that we lost so many nice and wonderful people.  I looked to my left and saw Harry and he started walking towards me.  I decided to do something I should have done a long time ago.  I got up from the chair and ran to him and when I was very close I threw myself into his arms and kissed him.  First he was shocked then he kissed me back I put all my feelings in the kiss the fear I had when I saw him in Hagrid's arms and the joy when I saw that he was alive and a forgiveness.  After a while we withdrew from the kiss but we were still in each other's arms.

Yn: I do not hate you.

Harry: Really.

Yn:I love you Harry Potter.

Harry: And love you Yn Lupin.

Then we kissed each other again but this kiss did not last long because we were interrupted by Ron and Hermione.

Hermione: It was really about time you two got together.

Ron: Harry you know you just acknowledged your feelings and kissed a werewolf.

We all looked at each other and we started laughing a little at what they had said.  Then Harry looked at me again and took his fingers under my chin and made me pull closer to his lips and before he kissed me again he said to me.

Harry: And I'm going to do it again.

The End

[bumblebeerror]

[this anon was originally written back in early august, in response to this: https://www.tumblr.com/bumblebeerror/757738358762094592/data-entry-seems-like-it-has-to-do-with-computers?source=share , but it seems like it got lost or deleted in your inbox. luckily i had it saved in my notes so i'm gonna send it to you again]

...

i also forgot to mention that another thing i could do really easily: write paragraphs/articles/essays.

you said it yourself, my asks are "novella-sized" and it usually takes me less than 30 minutes to write them (once i get in the appropriate frame of mind and start writing on autopilot). it's super natural for me and it feels satisfying when i get it off my chest. if only there was some kind of job that would pay me to write stuff for them, that would be a very easy way for me to make money. and i could write from home!

there are questions you ask during job interviews? i thought the employer was the one asking all the questions and you are only allowed to give answers? what.

i know people might understand my phobia of bugs and be sympathetic, but it's not about them. it's about how this phobia interferes with my proper functioning. i can't even cook a meal for myself without running back to my room in fear because i saw a spider. that's a problem. if i start living alone at one point, it'll be an even bigger problem.

unfortunately i don't live in the US, so i can't do state healthcare :( but i do live in western europe, so my country is pretty well-off and has a decent standard of living.

yeah, I'm 20, but i honestly feel 80. and i'm not disabled, but sometimes i feel spiritually disabled. it's like i'm in a deep pit. i've been in this pit for over a decade. and i feel like the harder i try to climb my way out to the surface, the further i fall down. every day i feel like i get further and further from the surface.

and i'm sorry to hear about your situation. but you can get through this. take it one day at a time! i wish you luck in finding a new job as well, bumble. :)

...

[add-on which i wrote today]:

i am doing okay, i think. not sure how i feel anymore or what direction i am heading in. i feel disoriented. and i'm still not on speaking terms with my mother or anybody. it's been over a month since we last spoke. damn...

but anyways, i love the finch app a lot, it's so cool. it really helps me do things i usually have no motivation for. it does cheer me up.

- 🍄

You never know, you could always see if you can get in somewhere writing for a living. Local newspapers and stuff. I was close with a guy who used to write articles on freelance to support him and his mom.

Brains are hard, man. Maybe the way to deal with it is sorta… going around it, in a way. Instead of dealing with bugs and spiders and stuff directly, you could use repellent to make them leave or just simplify tasks where they hang out so that you don’t have to spend so much time around them, that’s usually how I deal with spiders.

In general, honestly, I use a lot of shortcuts. Meal replacers, bath wipes, premade stuff and setting up things when I have energy for when I don’t, y’know?

That kinda pit is exactly how a lot of people describe depression. The most annoying part of it is that it tries to make you feel like fighting it is useless or hurts more, eventually though that’s about the only way to feel better.

I’m getting used to just not having a car 😅 it’s been rough, but it’s fine. I’m thinking about trying to scrape some money together to get a bike instead so that I can still run little errands in town at least.

I’m glad things are changing, even if you don’t know where they’re going, yet. You sound a little more hopeful about it all. I hope your mom comes around at some point. But I’m glad you like the app! Its so so good for giving you reasons to do things and the outfits are fun :3

[beelzlikes]

I'm losing it. I can feel it in my chest. I'm afraid I'm going to do something stupid... not THAT! But... I want to reach out to Trevor again, and every fiber of my being knows that's a bad idea.

I don't know what it was, but there was something there. I fought it for a long time because he's so much younger than me. I purposely did things to push him away because I was afraid I was developing an attachment. And then I had to go and ruin it all. It could have stayed in my head. I didn't HAVE to say anything. I didn't HAVE to ask him out. How different things might be if I had just... not. Not done that.

I was also afraid of Nich. I had to walk on eggshells at all times so I didn't say something out of line. I had to be sparing with my praise in case it came off as more than that. It didn't matter that I was already over him, and happy for him that he met Owen. I was still terrified because I know Nich struggles with infidelity and I did not want to become a house wrecker for someone who cheated on me anyway. Why would I want him back after that? And yet some days I swear he was waving his butt in my face on purpose.

And then I got jealous because he was so much closer to Trevor than I was, and they got to live in the same house, and share stories, and play games, and sleep on the couch together- UGH! It was jealousy. JEALOUSY. Why were they allowed to sleep cuddled close together on the couch and I wasn't? Why are they allowed to call each other pet names and I couldn't?

I was afraid of Kip and Owen too. They all terrified me. They were all I had, if I lost them I'd be left with nothing. But like a wounded animal, they could sense the fear in me. Maybe they didn't understand why. Maybe the saw it as spite or anger, but I was just scared. Scared of saying or doing the wrong things.

And then I said and did the wrong things.

... I think I want Trevor back in my life, but I know he's moved on, and I DID just have my old roommate contact me all contrite and I couldn't trust or forgive him. Why would any of them trust and forgive ME? I don't have the heart for it, so why should I expect any better from them?

I can picture it now. In my mind's eye. Me texting or something, playing meek, begging for understanding, for a crumb, a morsel of pity. And he'd be like "Yeah I'm glad you're doing better but you vanished for two years dude. You can't just walk back into my life after leaving it like that. And besides, weren't YOU the one who told ME that if someone doesn't contact you that must mean they don't care? So doesn't it stand to reason that YOU don't care about ME because you haven't reached out?"

I did angrily say that to him once. Cause there was another time I was feeling depressed and was self-sabotaging, and I was distant and he didn't talk to me all that time and I didn't reach out to him. My fucking double standard.

There's also a part of me that thinks... Nich knows me sort of well. Well enough to know I have these dramatic moments and then I always come back with my tail tucked between my legs like a lost puppy. He probably told everyone to not bother cause I'll just be back after I calm down. And I know he's right, it's what I always do. But I don't want forgiveness from him. I don't need understanding from HIM. I want Trevor, Trevor's companionship, Trevor's forgiveness.

And a part of me is still terrified that I might even just be putting Trevor on a pedestal here. Was I really attracted to him, or was I attracted to the idea of someone finding me attractive? At the very least, I wish I could be his friend and text him again. Even if we never meet in person, just knowing he forgives me would assuage a lot of guilt. That's why I keep coming back to it even after all this time. Guilt, guilt, guilt. I trashed a wonderful thing and I've regretted it ever since,but I'm so pigheaded and pathetic that I can't bring myself to directly say it. The fear of rejection is so present, I don't think I could survive being told I'm wanting a second time.

[hyperchaotix]

This pic has a bit of a story to it. It comes from a time when I saw myself as an utter failure of an artist and human being. Long story under the break.

In 2014, I tried to get commissions in hopes of making money off my art to help pay for rent while living with my mom still. I didn't get enough bites and depression made my work ethic practically non-existent. Later that year I ended up having to get a job at a sort of phone center.

It was for a service that did live captioning for phone calls, but the software wasn't good enough to actually understand most people, so it was our job to basically translate slurred normal speech into something the program could more easily recognize, and we had to be at least 95% word-for-word accurate according to FCC regulations. So, in essence, I wasn't even talking to anyone, I was genuinely just a cog in the machine, literally taking what I hear and saying it out loud like a robot.

Most of the clients were much older and lonelier people, with very little to talk about other than what they had for dinner yesterday. At a time when I was starved for genuine human contact and felt like I would never amount to anything as a person. I wanted to create.

Now, on calls, we weren't allowed to do anything but listen and repeat, (and these calls could sometimes last hours) but I craved some kind of stimulation. I always did well on my random tests, improving over time even when I wasn't paying attention (in fact I did better when I let my mind wander). So I would occasionally sneak in a quick doodle when no one was looking. Despite scoring well even while doodling, I was told I "shouldn't do that".

I stopped, but the job was draining. After work I didn't have enough energy to create and during work I wasn't allowed to. Out of pure spite and fear of losing my waning artistic ability, I did a full sketch, the drawing you see above. Not just a quick doodle, but something with anatomy, detail, and clothing design. Something that came from me wanting to be free again. My feelings of wanting to rebel in a single picture.

Afterward, I was caught and got an official warning, risking the job. So I finally stopped for good. My ability to draw slowly got worse over time, it became harder and harder to make what I wanted to make. I figured it was over. This is my life. A robot trapped in a small cubicle devoid of human contact, losing my ability to make what I cared about. As my ability to draw and depression got worse I kept coming back to this picture and thinking about it. Even though it was my own picture it continued to speak to me. It told me to take a risk. That seemed insane at the time. I couldn't even get close to recreating that very picture. But in 2016, my depression got dangerous, and I realized if it's all going to come to an end, I might as well give this another shot. I quit my job and restarted my art career.

It has been a bumpy road, with lots of sadness, lots of coming to terms with some realities, lots of empty bank accounts, and lots of continuing to feel like a failure, but now I regularly get work doing what I love both drawing and animating. I'm currently animating for video games. It's not the most stable job, but I'm glad I took the risk.

Throwback pic of Hyper from 2015. It's the only pic from the mid-2010s I still like to a degree.

[imagininghim]

Is it too late to turn back now?

A/N: Thank you so much for the overwhelming support. I can excitedly say that I have reached 1400 followed! To most that might not be a lot but to me it means the world!

Thank you to everyone taking the time to read, like and reblog my stories.

I can honestly say writing has changed my life and I am so glad I continue to do that!

Now, it has been a good long while since I wrote smut so I am a little rusty, please forgive me!

Trigger warnings: druse use/abuse, swearing, smut, oral(f) reciving, violence, all Euphoria warnings apply here. MINIORS DNI.

This is my story and I DO NOT allow it to be copied or posted anywhere else.

I DO NOT own any characters or copyright.

Part 1 Part 2

(Y/N)’s POV:

It had been a week since the whole raid incident and I hadn’t spoken to Fez since.

I remembered how he looked when he closed the door on me that day, so broken.

Nate had been letting me stay with him and his family for the time being until I straighten things out but if I’m being honest, I don’t know where to go.

I have no one anymore. Fez and Ash were my only family and now they're gone.

I sat on Nate's bed with my head in my hands, trying to process everything.

"Who would do something like this?" I questioned looking up at him. Nate had his arms crossed leaning against the wall across from me.

"I don't know but what I do I know is..." He made his way over to me and leaned down to my height. "I love you and you can stay here for as long as you need too." I gave him a half smile before standing up.

"Thank you Nate." I walked over to my bag and reached in looking for my phone. "Oh shit, I think I must have left my phone at Fez's." I took everything out my bag in hopes of finding it. "I'm going to have to go over there and get it." I heard him shuffle behind me, taking ahold of my hips.

"Let's not worry about that now." I felt his hot breath on the back of my neck, he began to press his lips against my neck before speaking again. "You know, we never got to finish what we started.” Slowly, I felt his hands run under the rim of my shirt.

“Not right now, Nate. I’m not in the mood.” I tried to push his hands away but his grip tightened.

“Come on, (Y/N). You need to stop worrying about Fez.” I scoffed at him before walking away.

“Just stop. I lost the only family I have left and all you can think about is sex? What is wrong with you?” I questioned throwing my hands up in the air in frustration.

“I don’t know? Maybe it’s the fact that my girlfriend is too fucking hung up on a damn drug dealer to give a fuck about her boyfriend!” He screamed out as I backed against the wall in fear. “I get it, you lost your fucking family but they weren’t your actual family, they were fucking drug dealers. They didn’t love you, they didn’t care. They kicked you out and left you all alone.” He snapped coming towards me and getting into my face, he slammed me against the wall and put his hand around my throat. Clawing at his hand, his grip tightened.

"Nate..." I chocked out. "You're hurting me..." His eyes darkened as he spoke again.

"I don't want to hear Fez's name anymore." I nodded frantically and he let go. Nate turned, making his way to the door. "I am all you have left. The sooner you realize that, the better." And with that he slammed the door behind him. I slid down the wall and let a sob escape.

I heard his truck startup before hearing it slowly back out of the driveway and down the street. I stood up from my position on the floor, walking over to the mirror I seen the dark hand print beginning to form.

Tears continued to stream down my face as I walked over to my bag.

'What am I going to do?' I thought to myself before hearing a buzzing sound. I dug deeper into my purse looking for my phone but unfortunately it wasn’t there. I listened again for the buzzing as I began to follow it.

Eventually, I was led to Nate’s nightstand. I opened it and shuffled a few things before seeing it hidden under some papers.

���Wtf?” I questioned out loud so see multiple messages and notifications from Rue, Elliot, Jules, and a bunch of others. I quickly unlocked my phone, going through the unanswered messages.

It wasn’t until I seen about ten to fifteen missed messages from Fez and seven missed calls.

I opened his messages and began to read through them.

Fezzy ❤️ - 09:49PM

When are you coming home?

Fezzy ❤️ - 09:59PM

You good?

Fezzy ❤️ - 10:15PM

(Y/N)?

Scrolling through a few more, I seen one that made my heart break.

Fezzy ❤️ 12:06AM

Why did you rat us out ma? We gave you everything, did everything for you, and for what? I just wanna know why.

Fezzy ❤️ 12:10AM

I loved you, like really loved you and I thought you might’ve felt the same but I guess I was wrong.

That was the last text.

My heart broke as I closed out the messages. I went into my most recent call list and that is when I seen it.

East Highland Police Department - 12:48AM 01/22/22

It was Nate.

Nate took my phone and called the police, he made the report. I felt the world around me stop. How could he do this to me?

I heard his truck pull up outside, I immediately jumped up from his bed. I walked over and grabbed my bag, quickly making my way to the door.

"(Y/N), where are you going?" Nate questioned, coming in the front door. I ignored him and began making my way down the stairs. "(Y/N), I'm talking to you." He said taking ahold of my arm with a tight grip. I whipped around and looked him dead in the eye.

"I'm fucking leaving." I snapped at him. This made him let out a chuckle, loosening his grip a little.

"Oh yeah? And where are you gonna go?" I pulled my away harshly.

"I am going back to Fez's."

"Haven't you learned? He doesn't want you!" Now, it was my turn to chuckle.

"I found this in your nightstand." I said hauling out my phone. "It was you who made the report. It was you who got us raided. It was all you and I am done with you." With narrowed eyes, he went to reach for me but I backed against the door with my hand on the handle.

"You have no proof. Fezco might be an idiot, but he isn't that stupid, he'll never believe you."

"Just you wait and see." And without another word I opened the door and ran out of Nate's house. The rain began to pour as I heard him yell my name but I didn't look back, I just kept running.

I couldn't believe he tried to take everything from me.

The rain poured down as I made my way over to Fez's. I let my thoughts consume me while I continued to walk.

'What if he didn't believe me? What proof do I have?' All these questions flooded my head until I stopped in front of his house.

I took a deep breath before walking up to Fez's door. I began knocking on the door but to there was no answer. I heard shuffling from inside the house as I continued to knock.

"Fez, please open up. I know you're in there." The rain continued to pour, at this point I was drenched in water from head to toe.

"(Y/N), go home." Fez muttered from behind the door. "I don't got nothing to say to you."

"Fez, I know you don't but I have so much to say to you. I didn't rat you out to the police, it was Nate!" I heard the lock click before the door creak open and Fez appear around the corner.

"(Y/N)..." I cut him off before he could continue.

"I know I didn't believe you that he was no good but I see it now. Nate stole my phone and made a report on my behalf!" I said hauling out my phone and showing my recent call list.

"How do I know you didn't just make the call?" He questioned. This caused tears to stream down my face.

"Because I love you..." Fez stared at me while silence filled the space between us.

"Wh-what?" He stuttered out.

"I love you Fez, I always have. Since we were kids and your grandmother took me in, I had began to develop feelings for you." I said wiping away tears. "I never thought you would feel the same until I see the message on my phone from you." Without another word, Fez opened the door a little more before motioning me to come in.

I walked in and laid my bag on the kitchen table, I looked around noticing Ash wasn't home.

"Where's Ashtray?"

"He's out with a friend." I nodded. "Won't be home for the rest of the night." Fez said, walking towards me until we were face to face.

"What are you doing?" I questioned feeling his hot breath against my face.

"Something I should have done a long time ago." And with that Fez slammed me against the wall pressing his lips to mine, I kissed him back hungrily for more. Wrapping my arms around his neck, his hands slid down my waist and down to my thighs.

Tapping onto the back of thighs, I got the hint to jump. Fez's hands stayed glued to my ass, gripping and kneading it as we made our way to his bedroom.

Opening the door and making our way in, he quicker the door closed with his foot before slamming me onto the bed, Fez went to work on my jeans. Leaving sloppy kisses on my stomach and hips, yanking them down my legs leaving me just in my black seamless thong.

"Damn ma, you are truly a work of art." I blushed at his comment, felling him pull my panties down my legs as he pressed kisses to my thighs. "Tell me what you want baby girl."

"I want you, Fez." I moaned out, squirming under his touch.

I felt his hot breath on my pussy, his tongue began tracing circles on my clit.

"Ah, fuck Fez!"

Slowly he pushed a two fingers into me as he began going faster, switching between circling and sucking on my clit. I felt the familiar knot begin to form in my stomach.

"You like that, ma?" Fez said lifting his head up, his fingers thrusting harder into me.

"Fuck, yes Fez!" Reaching down, I pulled him up by his chin. "I need you now." Fez chuckled before adjusting himself onto of me.

"Well then, this needs to go." He said tugging at my sweater. I was about to remove it when I remembered the bruises on my throat.

"I can't." I said avoiding Fez's curious glance.

"Why not?" He questioned. When I didn't answer, he took ahold of my chin and pulled me to look at him. "Did... Did he hurt you?"

"Fez, it's nothing. Don't worry about it." I said trying to change the subject but before I knew it, Fez grabbed the collar of my sweater and pulled it down revealing the dark purple hand print bruises that began to form on my neck.

"The son of a bitch! He's dead!" Fez yelled.

"Fez, please stop!" He stopped to look my in the eyes.

"But he hurt you, you can't just let him away with that."

"I know, I know but right now I don't care about that." I reached up and cupped his check. "All I care about is you." Fez smiled down at me. I pulled him down to my lips, pressing a kiss to his.

Relucantly, he kissed me back. Tracing my fingertips down his chest and one to the hem of his shirt, I tugged at the bottom of it. Fez took the hint and removed his shirt, he prepped little kisses on my neck.

"I will get him back for this." Fez muttered under his breath. I didn't respond, reaching down I began to unbutton his jeans and once again, Fez took the hint. Standing up, he removed his jeans before his boxers. I watched his member spring up and slap his stomach.

"Oh shit." I thought to myself. Reaching into his night stand, he pulled out a condom and slid it down on his length, Fez looked back at me and smirked.

"You ready ma?" I nodded. "Nah baby, I need to hear it." Smiling up at him, I responded.

"Yes, Fezzy. I am ready." Fez rolled his eyes at his nickname before pushing all the way in.

Instantly, I gripped onto his shoulders. My nails digging in, there was one sure thing.

Fez was definitely bigger than Nate.

"Can't handle it, ma?" Fez said giving me time to adjust. If I was being honest, I wasn't sure I could handle it but I was not about to tell him that.

"Oh I can, baby boy." And with that, Fez started thrusting in and out. I could barely contain my moans. Gripping onto Fez's shoulder, he began to slam in and out of me.

"Ah fuck you're so tight." I clawed up and down his back, feeling the familiar knot forming in my stomach.

"Oh fuck Fez, I'm close!" I screamed out. Leaning up on his hands, he took my legs putting one on each shoulder. Thrusting deeper and harder into me. "AH F-FEZ! I'M C-COM!" I screamed out, gripping the sheets in between my fingers.

Fez's thrusts began to become sloppy, before he slammed into me one more time. Pulling out, he laid beside me.

"That was fucking amazing." I breathed out as he chuckled.

"That it was, ma. Can I ask you something?" Fez said leaning up on one elbow, I nodded. "I love you more than you will ever know. Will you be my girl?" A smiled formed across my face.

"Yes, Fez, yes!" I screamed out wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him in. "I love you so much!" I said pressing a kiss to his lips which he gladly returned

Time skip:

Walking over to the couch Fez was usually on with two beers, I watched as he made a deal. Walking past me, a guy yelled out that it was one minute till midnight.

"Here you go baby." I said handing him a beer and taking a seat next to him.

"Thanks ma, one minute to midnight." He said taking a sip from his beer. I nodded agreement.

"Fifty seconds!" Someone yelled out in the distance. I looked over at Fez with a smirk.

"It's almost time." He nodded standing up from his seat. I stood up from the couch as everyone began counting down. Fez pulled his sweater off and handed it to me.

"5... 4... 3... 2..." Everyone chanted.

"Happy new year ma." He whispered to my lips and pressing a kiss to my lips, I kissed him back.

"Happy new year baby. Go start the new year off right." I said with a smirk pulling away from the kiss. I watched him nod and make his way across the room, I locked eyes with Nate as Fez came to stand by him. Hauling out my phone, I dialled Ash's number.

"Hey, go get the car. It's time."

"Aight, see you there in 5." I hung the phone up and began walking to the door.

The last thing I heard before walking through the door was the sound of glass breaking.

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[novelist-becca]

My favorite parts of No Way Home (spoilers ahead)

Peter and his girlfriend DIDN'T break up like I feared (because it happens in the last movies of the original Spider-Man movies), instead MJ and Ned stuck with Peter the whole time. They're true friends.

Peter, Ned, and MJ's "DUDE" exchange

Both MJ and May telling Peter "don't say anything without a lawyer!"

Matt Murdock's brief appearance

The painful but realistic consequences of Peter's identity being revealed (that's for a later post)

The two teachers from the previous films still being sweethearts

Flash not even caring about what Spider-Man did, he just wants to be his bestie (also he has Karen hair)

Betty Brant saying the famous "go get 'em tiger!" line

The villains' exchanges with each other. It made me really glad that I saw the original movies before seeing this one.

Peter being able to incapacitate Doc Ock so EASILY thanks to his nano tech

Doc Ock pointing out that Norman/Green Goblin is supposed to be DEAD because I was wondering that too

They gave an explanation (kinda) as to why Electro isn't blue

The plot of Peter and co trying to help cure/redeem the villains felt good to watch. A reminder that they aren't all bad. They're people that got hurt too.

Doc Ock went to the good side after getting help with the arms. Straw_hat_goofy on tiktok was right!

The MIT person telling Octavius off and him not saying ANYTHING back

Happy: "we get it, you're in love, go to sleep"

Happy's comments on the Furious Five being in his house ("man made of mud")

Aunt May asking a VERY confused Octavius if he wants salt or freshwater

Norman innocently asking "can I have a burrito?"

ALSO Norman reciting "I'm somewhat of a scientist myself"

Peters Spidey-sense ACTUALLY having a sound just like in the old movies. When he sensed Green Goblin, I got chills.

May going full mama bear (auntie bear?) about to fight Goblin before…you know.

May saying "with great power comes great responsibility" in place of Ben

Of course, Ned having the sling ring granting HIM the power to open portals, leading to the perfect entrance for Andrew Garfield and Tobey Maguire, both whom have hilarious exchanges with Ned and MJ

Andrew-Peter: "I got the tingle thing just not for bread"

Tobey-Peter saying he's been looking for Tom-Peter ever since he got there, same with Andrew-Peter. They both got the feeling he needed help.

MJ and Ned calling themselves "all Peter has left"

Peter getting hugs from his girlfriend and best friend along with pep talks from the two other Peters after just losing his aunt…

Tobey and Andrew sympathizing with Tom-Peter

Ned: "Peter?" Peters: "yeah?"

Andrew-Peter acknowledging his trauma with Gwen but still being happy for the other version of himself

Tobey-Peter showing off the organic webs and being all smug about it

Peter trio having trouble working together at first, but then finding a way to be a team

Tom-Peter mentioning the Avengers and Andrew and Tobey having NO idea what that is, but Andrew thinks Tom is in a band

Peter trio hyping each other up and talking about their adventures

Tobey-Peter: "My back"

Andrew-Peter: "I always wanted brothers"

Andrew-Peter: "I wanna fight an alien!"

Andrew-Peter: "I love you guys…"

MJ and Ned having trouble closing the portal didn't have to be that funny

Andrew-Peter SAVING MJ like he couldn't save Gwen, and you can see him having flashbacks

The OG spider men going along with the curing mission, even Tobey-Peter reassuring Sandman

Tobey-Peter stepping in to stop Tom-Peter from killing Goblin, therefore not allowing him to fall into the revenge rabbit hole like he did. You can see the silent exchange of "that's enough, it won't make anything better" in their eyes.

Tobey-Peter surviving getting stabbed and Andrew-Peter staying with him

Strange: "I've been dangling over the Grand Canyon for 12 hours!" Andrew-Peter: "You were at the Grand Canyon? He could've really used your help!"

Doc Ock and Tobey-Peter's heartwarming reunion ("You're all grown up")

Electro: "There must be a black Spider-Man out there somewhere"

Strange being impressed with Ned being able to use the sling ring

Tom-Peter hugging Tobey and Andrew goodbye (I read somewhere that was improvised) and thanking them for everything

Tom-Peter's tearful goodbye to MJ and Ned, and his promise that he would come find them even though neither of them would remember him

MJ repeating that she doesn't want to forget Peter

Doctor Strange warning Peter that casting this last spell would mean not even his loved ones would remember him

Andrew and Tobey throwing peace signs at each other before disappearing

MJ still wearing the Black Dahlia necklace that Peter gave her

Peter being happy that his friends got into MIT

Peter's new suit that I'm pretty sure was modeled after Tobey and Andrew's suits

[queer-polyam-emperor-penguin]

I had a really hard therapy session yesterday, so hard that afterwards I was not okay.

I broke, terribly, the full force of absolutely everything my family had ever done just hit me and broke me.

And my very sweet boyfriend was here and we went and got coffee and drove and he let me put on my rage playlist and scream along... and I said to him eventually, I just feel like I need to scream but I'm not allowed to.

And normally I get the 'I know the feeling' from people around me.

But he just glanced over and said 'You're absolutely allowed to, you're not the first person to scream in this car and you won't be the last, you can scream. Thank you for the warning tho.'

And my brain broke because I am not used to be allowed to express myself ever, especially not like that and my response was that I need to process the fact I'm actually allowed to and that I might if my brain and body could actually overcome the years of training to not do that.

And eventually, we hit a song that brought up everything that happened and everything that I was suppressing and I screamed. It was high pitched af to both of our surprise. Amazingly didn't damage my vocal cords because my theatre training paid off. And I cried a lot, enough that I was genuinely shocked that I hadn't cried off my makeup.

And we went to my cousins who I'm moving in with next year and I found some calm before coming home.

But this man makes me feel so safe, genuinely more safe than I ever thought was possible, to the point where I knew and trusted him with the part of me no one has ever seen willing before. Because I know me, I could have, despite how close to breaking I was, shoved that scream down and hid my genuine emotional response to the extreme levels of pain I was experiencing and shoved all my fidgets and emotions in a box and pretended to be okay enough, just angry. Not the extreme levels of betrayal, heartbreak, rage, fear, frustration, confusion, horror, hatred, contempt, grief and guilt and all the other complexities of emotion that come with 23 years of trauma combined into a flurry of flashbacks and memories and realisations that yesterday was.

And I don't ever show that willingly, never have. Because I never believe anyone when they say that they can handle that part of me (maybe my cousin, he's very similar to me in a lot of ways, he just masks a fuckton less) but this time, with him, I did. I absolutely believed him when he said that I was safe.

And he didn't even flinch, he continued driving straight and when I was done reached over and offered me his hand and told me he was proud of me and it was okay for me to break and continue breaking, that he had me and he was glad that I was letting myself feel things and express them finally.

This morning we had the most amazing and intimate and sweet morning, and unfortunately I ended up having a panic attack at one point.

And I just turned around and held him. Because my brain went back in time to the physical and mental feeling of turning around and being betrayed by someone I had loved who was intentionally and consciously hurting me. And all I needed, all I really needed, was to just hold him and reassure myself and my brain that I was here and now. That the person next to me was my best friend and partner who loves and adores me and would never ever hurt me intentionally and works so hard to ensure my safety and comfort and happiness. I just needed to hold him and look at his face and reassure each other that I was safe and okay and unharmed.

He is my safety and my peace and my home in a way that I have never truly experienced before.

Because I love and adore my QPP, but we're both ND and traumatised and my trauma sets off hers and my screams and breakdowns would not be sensory or emotionally safe for her to hold space to like that.

They are both different kinds of home, but they're both home. And I am so so happy and emotional and feeling incredibly grateful and loved.

Polyamory is amazing because I get this kind of love. A combination of love and met wants and needs so perfect for me it feels like a dream come true.

Just, damn I love him and I'm so fucking lucky.

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

💎💍TO CATCH A THIEF💍💎

Prompt: Inspired by the song: To Catch A Thief by Lovage

Word Count: Really Long, girl 😩

Pairings: 1930’s Mob! Roman Reigns x Reader

Warnings: Cursing, smut (implied), murder, manipulation.

Tagging: @ziasaph , @marlananicole , @akiko-tanaka , @nicolewoo , @saccreigns , @mindofasagittaruis , @reigns-5sos , @auawdo , @lustyromantic , @babydee17 , @yungbludjazz360

Notes: As cliche as it sounds, I’m a truly lover of music and love different genres. I love to be able to show different types of bands/ projects/ music that sometimes people might not even know exists. So this little fic is inspired by one of my favorite music projects EVER: LOVAGE (it has Mike Patton on it, so of course I would love it! The man has been my musician crush since I was 9 years old! And he’s amazing, so). Y’all know the drill loves,sorry for misspellings,english isn’t my first language (bla bla bla),check out my other stories if you’d like to(it would make your girl here very happy 😊) You can check them out on my Masterlist. Okay,now let’s get to the fun part, shall we? Hope you’ll enjoy 😉

Of course I’ve heard of them and of course they’ve caught my interest! The Reigns’s and Uso’s were one of the biggest gangsters families among the USA, who were responsible for the biggest robberies across the country.

The current rumors spreading around the neighborhood swore they were here, hiding from the authorities, in our small little town.

And I would give anything to meet one of them. As the daughter of a prostitute, my only fate was to follow my mother’s footsteps but I am more ambitious than that! The only way to prosper in life is to be completely feared. Be feared not respected as Machiavelli himself taught. And I know, for a fact that, that is completely true! Growing up in the red light neighborhood had proved to be quite the life lesson, actually. ‘Don’t trust the police’, ‘Make alliances with criminals’, ‘Trust no one’, ‘Don’t snitch’, ‘You never hear or see anything’, ‘Mind your own business’, ‘Don’t allow people to mind YOUR business’, ‘Show no emotions’, ‘Always be smarter than your enemies’, were a few of those rules. People think that, for a woman to be perfectly successful in the 1930’s she needs to be a trophy wife, nothing more than a beautiful face with zero brains and a pair of open legs to a rich husband. But they are wrong! You see, any woman can use her beauty and charm to manipulate and conquer whatever she wants, but she can only maintain that manipulation power if she’s smart enough. I’ve had the town mayor, Mr. Heyman, gift me a beautiful diamond crown (that originally was meant to be his wife’s birthday present) just with some charm and sweet nothings whispered to him. I didn’t needed to warm his bed for it, I just had to be smart enough to understand his weaknesses and say the right words! I know what I want, so I get it, and believe me when I say: I will have Roman Reigns all to myself.

Things were disappearing in my neighborhood

Once again somebody was up to no good

I saw that you were wanted, but not like I wanted you

And that's when I knew I had to be with you

And that's when I knew if I didn't, I'd be through

To end my grief I'd have to catch a thief

Your love was my relief my love is your release.

Ah! Mayor Heyman’s high society ‘charity gala balls’ (aka meet your husband’s new mistress), were the most futile yet amusing events of this town. I wasn’t a high society woman, economically speaking but again I’m good at saying the right things to the right people. So it’s no surprise to see my name in the mayor’s guest list.

I entry the big doors of the city hall wearing my most recently acquisition: an emerald green velvet dress (gifted by the Senator John), my high heels (Another gift from Mr. Smith, the banker) and my hand purse (from the all so lovely Mayor Heyman)...Speak of the Devil.

“Y/N” He greeted

“Oh, Mayor Heyman. What an honor” I smiled sweetly

“Believe me, it’s my honor, dear” He kisses my hand in an flirtatious way. And it’s a good thing I’m great at keeping my gag reflex in control.

“Oh please, I’m the one who has to thank you for always reminding little old me for your tremendously chic events. I can’t express my gratitude enough for you always having so much compassion in your heart!” I scoot closer to him, slightly fixing his tie “It is such a shame that you’re a married man, mayor Heyman, I would have loved to be your wife” I whispered softly

He gulped “I can change that” He smirked

“Oh please, mayor!” I stepped back with a offended look on my face “As a Christian woman, I cannot support divorce! That is some type of thinking that will lead us directly back to sodom and gomorrah! I can’t believe you just said that to me” I make the sign of the cross

“I am so sorry, Y/N it was not my intention-“

“I am not a prostitute or a home wrecker, mayor Heyman! I am a woman devoted to the Lord and I will not accept or tolerate that type of language or insinuations towards me!”

“I am deeply sorry Y/N, I truly am! Let me make it up to you. Here” He fastly signed a blank check “Please take this”

“I can’t” I whisper, pretending embarrassment

“Please, Y/N! It’s the least I can do. You can use it for whatever you want, no matter the price. I could never offend you! You’re such an amazing woman. Please accept it!” His pleading eyes let me know I had him hooked.

I ‘reluctantly’ accepted “Well, thank you, so much” I murmur with tears upon my eyes

“No, I’m the one who has to thank you, for dismissing my ogre behavior” He smiled “I’ll leave you now, so you can fix your makeup”

“Thank you, mayor Heyman”

Once he’s out of my sight, I can drop the naïve girl routine.

“Impressive” A deep male voice spoke from behind me

When I turn around, my knees almost failed me... it was him.

“I beg your pardon?” I ask

“The little stunt you just did with the mayor, was truly impressive. I swear that if I didn’t saw you get out of your naïve christian woman character I would have one hundred percent believed too” He smirked

“Mr. Reigns. That’s a compliment coming from you”

“You know who I am”

I shrugged “I’ve heard a few things here and there”

He gets closer to me, until our faces almost touched

“Yeah? Tell me, Y/N. That’s your name right?” He asked and I nodded

“What have you heard, Y/N?”

“How your the head of the table on your family’s business” I mumbled

“How does a woman like you, know about my family’s business, Y/N?” He walks forward, making me step back until I my back reached a closed door.

“I was raised on the streets”

Roman’s eyebrows raise in surprise “Really? You don’t seem like the streets type” He said, caressing my cheek.

“I had to learn how to be more polished if I didn’t wanted to become a hooker”

“I see” He buried his nose on my neck, inhaling deeply my perfume as his hands rested on my waist “And I imagine your perfume is also a result from a similar scene with the mayor” Roman whispered in my ear

“The senator not the mayor” I cackled

He amusingly laughs on my ear “You have friends in high places, huh?” His hands moved up, cupping my breasts through the dress

“People use what they have, Mr. Reigns” I look into his eyes “You use you intimidating strength” I squeeze his biceps “And I use my womanly charm” I batted my lashes “They’re both means to an end”

Come into my window

It's open every night

That's where I'll be waiting

I'll keep off all the lights

I'm lying on my bed

Crown jewels on my head

The loud knocks on my front door made me quickly get up. Going down the stairs I can see a tall manly figure waiting for me to come and answer. I grab my Colt 1908 Pocket Hammerless gun from the little drawer on my cupboard.

Placing my finger on the trigger I opened the door.

“Yes?” I ask harmlessly

“Mrs. Y/N?” The tall Samoan man asked

I nodded once

“My name is Jey and I’m here in behalf of Mr. Reigns”

I nodded again

“Why don’t you come and take a ride with me?” Jey coldly smiled

I'd never give you up

So come in from the cold, let your guard down

I'd hide you from the cops

Don't be frightened now my love

I'll take the life of crime, all to make you mine

The hotel room is big, fancy and very expensive by the looks of it. If I had to take a lucky guess, I would say that he’s not paying for anything in here, it is all a curtesy from the mayor.

“I’m glad you came” Roman smiles

“Did I had a choice?” I tilted my head

“No, you didn’t” He chuckled “Can I offer you anything to drink?”

“Are you going to drug me if I say yes?” I joke

“Depends on your answer to my proposal” He smirked

“Proposal?”

“Yes” Roman got up from his chair coming to stand in front of me

“You see, Y/N. You’re a very, very interesting woman. Ambitious, smart, charming, intelligent and gorgeous. You’re not easily scared, in fact, it looks like you enjoy danger” He pulled me closer to him, until our bodies were pressed together “I could use a woman like you in my business. At the gala ball you told me about your goals in life and I could see with my own eyes you successfully work your magic on every men in that room. So, what I propose to you is: come with me, I’m leaving town tomorrow and I would like for you to come with me, be a part of my team, use your looks and your brain to our favor.”

“And what’s in it for me?” I asked

“Money, power, jewels...Anything you want” He sincerely said

“What if I would like to add you to that package?” I whispered

Come in off that roof top

You're so handsome dressed in black

See you in the shadows

I'd like to see you on your back

Take this precious treasure

And I will treasure you

Roman smirked “So be it! If you want me too, then you can have me”

He leaned down, capturing my lips in a famished kiss. Pushing me down on the bed, his broad body hovering over mine, grinding, kissing, biting, panting, pounding and moaning until the first rays of sunshine from the next day peaked through the curtains...

6 MONTHS LATER

“What do you say about we take a drink, Mrs. Reigns?” Tony, my husband’s arch enemy and Capo of the Italian Mob asked

“I would love to” I smile sweetly as I hook my arm in his. Going to the back alley.

“I figured it was already time for you to leave that husband of yours for a real man, you know? And I knew you would come to me, sugar” Tony winked

“You’re right, Tony. I do need a real man” I smirked to the shadows when the gun fired.

Tony’s body fell down by my side on the dirty alley street

“But you didn’t thought you were that man, right?” I cackled

Roman’s arm circle around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

“Hello Tony” He smiled “Did you really thought you could have her?” Roman chuckled “C’mon, we both know she’s too much of a woman for you! You can’t handle it! I bet you’re regretting to have thought with your dick now, don’t you?”

“She will leave you eventually Reigns. Just wait for it!” Tony spat

I pressed my high heel on his chest wound, pressing it down and making Tony scream in agony

“You watch your mouth, you fucking fat pig! You know nothing, you ARE NOTHING! I would never leave Roman for you” I laugh “I will never leave him for anyone” I smile at him, aiming to his head and pressing the trigger right afterwards.

We'll run away my dear

Some place special have no fear

We'll even change our names

We'll be kinky, we'll be strange

I'll take the life of crime, all to make you mine

All to catch a thief

Your love is my relief, my love is your release

Your love is my relief, my love is your release

All to catch a thief

“You are perfect” Roman whispered, kissing me vigorously in front of Tony’s dead body. “C’mon. Let’s get out of here” He opened the passenger door of his Rolls Royce and I enter it.

Once we’re driving through the highway he says

“I can’t wait for us to get to the hotel” Roman kisses my hand, intertwining our fingers “I’m going to fuck you senseless” He growls

And I can’t help the happiness smile that spreads on my lips..