#In this trying times I miss Kei :( come back bestie

[mazojo]

they are so unserious

[oizysian]

Heyy bestie

Can I request a Mommy!Lizzie x fem!reader where we make plans with her for lunch but her work schedule makes her miss it, then reader gets really sad and pouty and spams her phone but Lizzie doesn’t answer. And when she finally comes home she comes back with flowers and then makes it up to us with the strap and js some lovely sex🙂‍↕️

I’ve js been in my feels lately and want mommy to make it better 🙈

Tonight | Elizabeth Olsen

Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Fem!Reader

Warnings: strap use, dirty talk

Word count: 1.2k

AN: I’m sorry you’ve been in your feels. I hope this makes you feel better. (I also want mommy Lizzie to make things better.)

I looked at my phone for what felt like the hundredth time, checking to see if my girlfriend messaged me back. She was twenty minutes late already. I knew she was busy with work, but she could at least text me, right?

I sighed softly, placing my phone down on the table and finishing my drink. This wasn’t the first time I’d been stood up by her and I was sure it wouldn’t be the last.

I couldn’t be too angry with her though, she got worked like a dog and I’m sure it wasn’t her fault that she had no time to herself. If she wasn’t on set, she was giving an interview and if she wasn’t giving an interview, she was doing a photoshoot - there was literally just not enough time in the day for her to do it all and be with me.

I stood up from my chair and began cleaning up the unused dishes from our lunch. I didn’t know why I thought today would be different. I sighed sadly, pushing back tears as I placed my wine glass in the sink, placing the plates back in the cupboard and the forks and knives in the drawer. Hopefully she’d be home for dinner.

I picked up my phone from the table and messaged her again, hoping I’d get a text back before long. Or a phone call.

But I heard nothing. Throughout the rest of the day, I occasionally sent her a message, telling her I missed her and loved her and that I hoped she was having a good day and not working herself too hard.

Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep on the couch waiting for her to come home. I was woken up by the sound of keys jingling in the door and I rubbed my tired eyes, looking towards the front door where Lizzie was coming in from. She entered and closed the door behind her quietly, trying her best to not be too loud. What time was it?

“Hi, baby,” she greeted me softly, kneeling down next to me on the couch. “I’m sorry I didn’t text you.”

She handed me a beautiful bouquet of flowers and I teared up looking at them.

“They’re beautiful.” I sat up and took them from her. “Thank you.”

“You deserve them. I’ve been a horrible girlfriend, but I’m gonna make it up to you.”

I smiled at her, sniffling softly at her words.

“You don’t have to. Just being here with you is enough.”

“It’s not.” She said, resting her hand on my thigh. “We need to spend some time together and I’m hoping you’ll let me make it up to you.”

Her hand trailed up my thigh, soft, lingering touches just barely reaching my core. My breath hitched and I took my bottom lip between my teeth, a pink hue coloring my cheeks. It had been so long since we’d been intimate, I almost forgot what her touch felt like.

She leaned in towards me, slowly, barely touching my lips with her own, as if she was nervous to be kissing me. I kissed her back, letting her know it was okay. She smiled against me and her thumb rubbed against my mound gently, just barely touching me.

“Lizzie,” I whispered, looking up into her beautiful green eyes. “I missed you.”

“I know, dove. But, I'm here now. I’m gonna take care of you.”

She stood from her crouching position and I followed her, standing up from the couch and taking her hand, placing the flowers on the couch before letting her lead me to the bedroom.

She wasted no time in undressing us, her eager lips still capturing my own in heated kisses. Her hands caressed my hips, pulling me close as she removed our clothing. When we were both naked, she stopped to admire me, making me blush a fierce red.

“You’re so beautiful.” She whispered and I wrapped my arms around her, kissing her neck softly.

“Let me taste you.” I kissed and nipped at her, her groans egging me on further.

“Not yet.” She said as she ran her hands over the swell of my ass, grabbing at me greedily. “I wanna be inside you.”

Heat rushed down between my legs, and I could feel my slick coating my inner thighs.

She smiled down at me and led me to the bed. I climbed onto it and got comfortable while she dug through our sex toys drawer, searching for just the right strap.

She pulled out a nice, girthy pink cock, one of my favorites, and slipped it on. She stroked it a few times and I licked my lips in anticipation. She got on the bed and spread my legs, settling between them. I raised myself up on my elbows to watch her as she slapped the cock against my slit, sliding it between my folds and letting it get wet.

“I can’t wait to be inside you.” She murmured to herself, thrusting the cock up against me.

I bit my lip and moaned as she continuously hit my clit, my hips rising slightly to meet her thrusts.

When she was satisfied, she slipped the tip into my aching cunt and let out a soft groan.

“Look at that greedy pussy. You take me so well, baby.” She said under her breath, sliding into me inch by delicious inch.

“Ah, Lizzie.” I whined, my brow furrowing as I watched her.

She kept her eyes on my pussy, watching as I took her hungrily. I fell back on the pillows and grabbed the sheets underneath me, my eyes rolling back as she finally bottomed out. I felt so full of her, so deliciously full, as she slowly fucked me.

“That’s right, baby. Take mommy’s cock.”

“Unh, m-mommy,” I let out a soft whimper and she groaned, pumping in and out of me. “Harder, mommy.”

She leaned over me, kissing me roughly as her hips moved against mine rapidly. She swallowed my moans, sucking my tongue into her mouth and biting down on it gently.

She pressed her forehead against mine, gasping for air as she fucked me roughly. She couldn’t get deep enough inside me and I couldn’t get enough of her trying to reach my deepest spot.

“I love you.” She moaned softly, looking into my eyes and I nearly cried at the sound of her voice. She sounded so sincere, so passionate.

“I love you.” I said back to her, kissing her fiercely.

I bit down on her lower lip as my orgasm quickly approached. Just being close to her was getting me off. The base of the strap rubbed against my clit and pushed me over the edge.

I moaned into her mouth, wrapping my legs around her and pulling her close as I came. She didn’t even have to touch me for me to cum.

“Already, baby?” She whispered against my lips and I nodded sheepishly.

She let out a soft chuckle, slowing her thrusts as I came down from my high.

“Can I taste you now?” I asked softly, wanting so desperately to please her.

“Tonight is about you.” She kissed me again and my heart swelled with love. “I’m gonna take care of you all night.”

[danibeanie]

Vibes & Beauty Astro observations 🩶

Stelliums💘

-i noticed girlies that have a stellium seem to have a stronger impression on people.Its very common to hear “I love your energy.”

-gemini stellium, love talking, mischievous eyes, sharp beauty,usually long brows,high pitched voice, playful,hair color very saturated like if you got dark hair it’s BLACK or light hair it’s super blonde.

-virgo stellium, just like their mercurial, but a bit more calm and reserved,down to earth voice,”girl me too”,natural beauty,can have a rbf,observant eyes.

-aries stellium, miss independent(love that tho), flushed cheeks, straightforward,intimidating, knows who she is, pronounced brows wether thin or thick they stand out,childlike eyes,gorg girlies.

-pisces stellium, eyes stand out wether it be color or shape you just notice them, kind & pure,high voices just like gemini but they don’t change it as much, cute, creates softness to the face,angels.

-usually when you have a stellium in a chart your gonna attract other people with a stellium as well

Eyes 👀

- water moon girlies have emotional eyes. Its even more pronounced when you have a moon conjunction with inner planets.

Cancer- looks through your soul, “what’s wrong you look sad?”,doe eyes,vulnerable ,pretty eyes ,guys nervous to look at your eyes,manipulative eyes.

Scorpio- intense,intense,intense,darker eyes DOESN’T matter the color, reads u like a book, hiding something,intimidating,mix of siren/doe

Pisces-so prettyyy,lots of eyelid space for some,in tune with other people,pure eyes,mysterious eyes ,long lashes, princess.

-I might just do a series on this!

-Lilith energy🖤

-When having prominent Lilith energy your just going to stand out somehow wether it be ur looks or personality. There’s just something to these people that makes u wanna watch.

-this may be a theory but I believe your lilith placement affects your looks even if it doesn’t tough your ascendant but it has to STRONGLY prounounced to ur personal planets.

-ex I have a Gemini stellium and I have sun moon and mercury conjunction all in 2nd house. My ascendent is in Taurus and my lilith in Gemini conjunct my sun and mercury but not my moon because it’s in an early degree cancer. I’m also a late taurus rising making half of my 1st house gemini. Also my Venus is in gemini in 1st house even though Lilith doesn’t touch my Venus it’s very pronounced in my 2nd house.(2’d house is Taurus home-connection to ascendent)

-All my life guys never approached me and when the few of them did they all had heavy mars energy wether being scorpio or Aries. I find myself attracted to Leo energy and I believe it’s because they match my strong energy. Insecure guys get intimidated by you and treat u like shit.Then get mad when you leave them but still keep on coming back?😭but for some reason expect you to be on the side like no sir we are all #1s here.I though u didn’t like me why are u trying to get my attention when u clearly didn’t want it yesterday.

-even if you try to hide your body for some reason it’s still noticed, “your so tiny” I’ve learned to embrace my body the older I get. confidence is key YALL!

-super black hair,I can’t tell u how many times people have commented on how dark my hair is😭

-mysterious vibe without even trying, my friends have told me this when I walk at the campus.

- I have a bestie with lilith energy as well but it squares her ascendent and mercury many people thought she was a b when first meeting her(even me).She also has mars conjunct ascendent lmao but I love her and our vibes just match each other. I feel like my Venus energy tames my lilith energy a bit more but it’s still there 😭

-guys just don’t approach u period :/

bye y’all thank u so much for the support in my last 2 posts lot of love🖤

[ghosty-writes-23]

Just Can't Let Him Go. - Leon S Kennedy.

!TAGS!: NSFW Content, Needy!Leon, Desperate Sex, CONSENT IS KEY, Cheating (With Y/n), Sweet Ending, !WRAP IT, BEFORE YOU TAP IT!, Unprotected Sex, Soft!Dom!Leon, P in V, Creampie, Eating Out, Slight Anal, Spit Kink, Slight Choking, Praise, Aftercare.

Pairing: Vendetta!Leon + Mistress!Fem!Reader

Rating: Mature.

Summary: “I Know I Need To Put A Stop To This Before Its Too Late, But I Can’t He Makes Me Weak.”

Leon knew coming here was a mistake, he just needed to get back onto his motorbike and leave, to not be sitting outside your apartment at night waiting for you to reply to his message, to not be hoping you will open your apartment door and welcome him with open arms. He knew this was wrong to crave the touch and affection from one person while being with another, but he couldn’t stop himself. He needed you like oxygen even if it meant going behind his girlfriend’s back.

Word Count: 4.4k

Ghosty's Notes: Hello my lovelies, yes I have finally done it, I have written Vendetta!Leon finally, I know I have been promising it for months and I am sorry that it has taken this long to get around too, but I do hope you find it worth it, this is probley some of the filthiest smut I have written in a long time, so please enjoy.

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Thank you for all the support, it means alot❤️

-Ghosty❤️

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Tonight, you were finally enjoying a cozy night in after last night’s nightmare of a shift at the bar you work at, you hated spending your night’s serving asshole customers, unnecessary flirty comments or remarks from drunken men and woman trying to get in your pants or a free drink, minor’s trying to buy alcohol with clearly fake ID’s and the list goes on, from catching couples fucking in the bathrooms to breaking up fight’s that break out in the bar and having to get the police involved, these are never fun when you have to clean up the mess afterwards, who knew cleaning up blood would be such a mission.

But even with all the negatives you have for your work place, there are some positives like the friends you have made there, a boss that isn’t a complete prick and let’s you have free drinks when your working your shift just as long as they aren’t alcoholic ones.

Some of the customers can be sweethearts like a regular you have that comes in every Friday night just before closing and like’s to give the staff any left over food from his takeaway store that didn’t sell, but he didn’t want to throw it out. You and your work besties are always grateful and take it with a smile and give him a discount on his drinks since it was only fair.

You were sitting on your couch panting your finger nails while the opening credits to Buffy The Vampire Slayer season two started playing, you were humming along to the theme song and trying to focus on not getting black nail polish all over your hand.

It always annoyed you that you needed to do more then one coat to get the desired darkness that you liked, but you carefully applied the polish and waited for it to dry, which took forever. You planned on having a self-care night with painting your nails and doing a face mask that you will have to dig around in your bathroom to find.

Your friend Claire was always tell you needed to take some you time and relax, so she gave you a little self-care pack with some face masks, eyes patches that felt like slimy jelly in your hands and made you cringe at the texture, but she seemed so excited for you to try, so for her you would try and use some of the things she had gifted.

When the first coat of nail polish finally dried you went to grab the little brush handle to start the second coat when your phone buzzed, indicating a new message which made you frown because who would be messaging you this late, reaching over the table you grabbed your phone and unlocked it and went to look at the message.

Leon: I miss you Y/n…

You froze as you stared at the message on your phone screen, your heart rate picked up slightly as conflicting feelings and emotions started swelling in both your head and heart. You and Leon have a complicated friendship if that’s what you could call it.

You and Leon meet many years ago while you were working in a hotel bar, one of his missions went longer than anticipated and he stayed at the hotel you were working at and came down to the hotel bar just before you were closing.

He looked exhausted but not the kind that sleep could fix so you decided to keep the bar open for a little bit longer, so he could have his drink in peace and you could take your time closing the bar down for the night.

But one thing you couldn’t have predicted about that night was being bent over the bar counter and being railed with his gloved hand around your throat as he used your body like his own personal stress relief toy, you had never been fucked like that ever before, he made you see stars.

The following morning you had to sneak out of his hotel room, even after he tried to ‘convince’ you come back to bed with neck kisses and soft growls and as much as you wanted to stay in bed with him, you had to go to work downstairs or you would be fired.

You had showered at gotten to work only for your boss of the hotel bar calling you into her office and pulling up CCTV footage of you and Leon in the bar last night, you remember all the color draining from your face and trying to figure out an excuses you could make, but she just smirked at you and gave you a warning but also high fived you for finally getting laid.

She was one of the best bosses you had while working there, she was roughly around the same age as you and was the boss of the whole hotel’s daughter so she let some people get away with small things every now and then, but when you left to go to the job you currently have the city It broke your heart, because you would miss her a lot but you would always stay in contact and try and see each other when you could. It made you remember that time you told her Leon had a girlfriend.

*Flashback*

You and Iris were sitting in your apartment sipping on wine glasses and catching up, it has been months since you last seen her, you had missed her dearly. “So, wait let me get this straight, Leon as in the guy that gave you the most mind-blowing sex of your life, has a girlfriend.” Iris says before she took a sip of her whine, just then sentence made you want to curl up into a ball and hide forever. “he doesn’t call her his girlfriend, more like friends with benefits, but she see’s him as her boyfriend.” You tried to explain it to her the way Leon has explained it to you a few nights ago. “Still if he is involved with somebody else then he shouldn’t be trying to get into your pants.” Iris said before she sets her glass down on the coffee table and grabs your hands.

“Y/n honey, just because he is good for your hole, doesn’t mean he is good for your soul.” Iris says with a straight face, causing a very heated blush to come onto your face at her crude words. “IRIS.” You say with a soft embarrassed squeal in your voice. “You know I’m right.” Iris says matter of factily and deep down you knew she was right, going down this road would only lead to disappointment and heartbreak but that doesn’t stop you from melting every time he calls you darling, doll or his good girl, or the pure bliss you feel when you feel his muscular arms wrap around you making you feel safe.

*End of Flashback.*

Shaking your head you focused on the present, you still hadn’t replied to the message leaving it on read, you know what you needed to do, to ignore the message or even delete it and pretend it doesn’t even exist no matter how much it hurts your heart. This was wrong on so many levels, yes Leon didn’t love his girlfriend and it only seemed to be a situationship that they both benefited from and it’s not like they in an actual relationship but that didn’t stop you from feeling any less guilty, you wanted so badly to put an end to this before somebody got really hurt but deep down you knew he made you weak he always had, ever since he purred you were his doll as he took you from behind, you heart had never same since that night.

Leon: I know you said last time was the last time, but please Yn I need you even if it’s only just for tonight, she isn’t you, she doesn’t understand me the way you do, Please doll.

Y/n: Leon…

You didn’t know what to reply with, it has been months since you last saw him, all you could manage to send was his name because you knew deep down what was going to happen, you would welcome him into your apartment with open arms and open legs, you would let him ravish your body any way he wanted, marking you his until the bruises and bite marks faded a few days later, it made you feel weak and pathetic but you couldn’t help yourself, you loved him even if you weren’t meant too.

Y/n: I’ll leave the front door unlocked.

Leon: Just left the DSO, on my way now, be there in 10 minutes.

You sighed softy as you threw your phone onto the couch before placing your hands over your face, guilt was bubbling in your stomach, but so were butterflies. After tonight you had to put a stop to this no just for your sake but also Leon’s before things got to deep and complicated. Soon you heard the familiar rumble of a motorbike causing your heart to pick up and your thighs to clench subconsciously

When you heard you apartment door open you ran over to Leon in a hurried pace, your feet carrying your body towards him, Leon’s bag fell to the ground with a heavy thud before he opened his arms to catch you, your legs wrapping around his thin torso as his muscular arms wrapped around your body holding you securely to his body, you guys fit together like puzzle pieces, two halves of a whole, Leon has caught you effortlessly, his large gloved hands held you by your ass as he walked into your apartment and then pressed you against the front door.

Your mouths crashed together in a hunger and desperate filled kiss, your tongues intertwining and lapping at each other’s as your bodies grinded against each other’s. Moans and groans leaving both of your lips. Leon pulled away only for a few seconds, his forehead resting on yours as his blue eyes meet yours, desperation, hunger, lust and warmth clouded his eyes, his warm breath was hitting your face, you could see the tips of his ears were red.

“I need to be inside you doll.” He groaned softly, there was a soft growl in his voice that made you clench around nothing. “Condom?” you say softly, you knew you had some upstairs but something told you weren’t going to be making it upstairs. “Don’t have one on me this time sweetheart.” Leon says with a frustrated groan, you knew he had just gotten back from a mission, you didn’t think he would be taking a condom with him.

Biting your lip you knew the other option, you had gotten tested not that long ago and knew you were clean, you made it a priority that you get checked at least every 2 weeks to 4 weeks or whenever you sleep with somebody different, because you can’t be sure sometimes. Looking up at Leon he nodded his head. “I’m clean as well, got tested last week.” He tells you and you nod your head, you knew the risks of not using a condom, but you took your birth control this morning and you trusted Leon.

“Okay.” You say to him and he nodded his head and helped you out of your shorts and panties, they fell down your ankles pooling on the floor, you kept you hoodie on as Leon opened his pants, he got them half way down his thighs before he was grinding against you, you could feel his soft length grinding against you, causing you to bite your bottom lip soft sounds leaving your lips.

“Please Leon.” You soft whined as you tightened your arms around his neck as you pressed your body closer to his, there was no distance between your bodies, you could feel his warm breath on your neck panting softly, the scent of his cologne, gunpowder filled your nose it was a scent that brought you a sense of comfort and warmth, as well as made your body feel hot and bothered.

“I know doll, I know.” Leon says against your neck as he adjusted his position, soon Leon spat on his hand and used his saliva as lubricant as he gave his cock a few pumps before he brought it to your entrance, he tapped his tip a few times causing sweet whines to leave your lips before he pressed his hips forward causing his length slide inside smoothly causing sweet whines and cries to leave your lips as he filled you up, you could feel him growing inside you stretching you could perfectly.

One of his gloved hands came up to the door behind your head, to balance himself and use his other hand on your ass to keep you in place as he began to thrust at a steady but slow pace, burying his face in your neck, his stubble scratching the soft skin of your neck and shoulder but in this moment you didn’t care, all thoughts left your mind as you focused on the pleasure this man was giving you.

“Fuck, been waiting for long on for this.” Leon groans in your ear as you feel his grip on your ass tightens slightly, his gloved fingers digging into the soft flesh knowing there will be a bruise there tomorrow, you could feel his cock twitch as he kneaded your ass as he thrusted into you rhythmically, sweet moans and cries fell from your lips uncontrollably as you moved your hips to meet his thrusts, you leaned back against the door as you tightened your legs around his waist.

You could hear the door creak and rattle with every thrust, you felt Leon pick up the pace slightly, the tip of his cock hitting that sweetspot that made your eyes roll to the back of your head, you felt his hand that was on the door was now in your hair, tugging your head back slightly exposing your throat, you could feel his lips and teeth attack the soft skin, leaving marks on your skin that you will have to cover up tomorrow before you go into work. Sweat started to cover your body, your hair was sticking to your forehead, your body becoming slick.

“Leon.” You babbled his name out as you could feel your thighs behind to shake, you knew you were close, your body felt as if it was tightening, at the sounds of your cries Leon steady up his thrusts, he was now pounding into you could hear his grunts and praises.

“I know sweetheart, cum for me.” Leon grunted against your neck that his teeth were currently sunken into, soon he buried himself to the hilt inside you, that pushed you over the edge. You cried out his name with a loud whine and dug your nails into his shoulder as you felt your body come undone around him.

He soon followed and you felt his cock twitch inside you before he filled you up, causing pleasure to ripple though your body causing you to mew softly. You both stay like this for a few minutes, both breathing heavily and waiting for the trembling of your body to stop, but there was a smile on your lips. But soon you were lifted up and taken to your couch, where you were laid over the arm chair, you could feel Leon’s cum dripping down your thighs making a mess and your cheek flush bright red, you needed to clean yourself up.

Looking over your shoulder at Leon, you could see him admiring the sight of you bent over the couch arm, watching his cum run down your thighs, you saw him kneel down between your legs from behind, then he took off his gloves and put them on the ground before you felt his fingers run up the back of your thighs, your combined juices coating his fingers before he caught them up to his mouth and clean them a growl leaving his lips causing you to clench around nothing.

“You’re going to make such a pretty mess for me doll.” Leon says gruffy as you felt his hungry eyes on your puffy pussy. You felt him move the bottom of your hoodie up to the middle of your waist, leaving your behind exposed to him and the cool breeze. “Look at you, so perfect and dirty just for me.” He praises you causing a soft embarrassed whine to leave your lips before without warning he dived in, burying his face in between your thighs from behind feasting on you like a starving man.

A sharp hitch pitched moan leaves your lips as you pushed your hips into the couch, you buried your face into one of your couch pillows as you could hear the wet and sucking noises coming from behind you could hear Leon grunting also animalistically behind you devouring you, He carefully spread your legs more and buried face deeper, his tongue gently lapping at your sensitive bud, before taking it in between his lips and suckled softly.

“Leon.” His name fell from your lips in a hitch pitch slur, your brain was so hazy and blissed out that you couldn’t focus on anything expect him and the pleasure that was flowing through your body. “Such a good girl for me, aren’t you.” Leon groaned against your pussy as you started to grind on his nose, as you were moving your hips you felt his thumb gently tease your asshole, before he slowly pushed it in.

You tensed at first since it was your first time having something back there, but slowly you adjusted your hands where now gripping the pillow your face was buried in as you felt your eyes roll into the back of your head. You could feel another orgasm approaching, your slick was now running down your thighs as Leon’s mouth and fingers worked you, as if he knew your body like the back of his hand.

“That’s its baby, cum all over my face, I wanna drink every drop.” Leon growled against your pussy encouraging you as he increased the intensity of his ministrations. You couldn’t hold on anymore your body feeling as if it was on fire as it trembled under his touch, you squeezed your eyes shut as your body came undone but then you felt it, a gush left your body causing a squeak like moan to leave your lips as your body spasmed.

You felt his grip on your thighs tighten slightly as well as a soft suckling noise, you reached your hand back and tried to push his head away. “to sensitive.” You whined softly before you felt his fingers intertwin with your as he placed one last kiss on your pussy and ass before he got up.

“told you I would make a mess of you.” Leon says with a deep chuckle then you felt his hand around your neck, the same one that was just inside you a couple seconds ago, you could see the front of his shirt was drench in your juice’s causing an embarrassed blush to color your cheeks.

You looked up at him, your eyes glazed over with a hazy and dazed look of lust before you opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out, you felt a drop of his saliva drop on your tounge and you swallowed it immediately, you could taste yourself which caused your cheeks to burn brighter and a grin to come onto his face as he slightly tightened his grip on your neck.

“Such a good girl, always taking everything, I give you.” Leon praises you, his voice low and husky before he leans down and captures your lips in a gentle kiss, that made your heart leap into your chest.

Soon Leon helped you to your feet, he put his arm around your waist to keep you steady as your legs were like jelly and shaking, you both made your way to your bathroom upstairs. “Do you want to shower together or separately.” Leon asks as he guides you into the bathroom and places you on the toilet seat, before going over to your shower and turning on the hot tap. “Together.” You said not trusting your legs to be able to keep you steady in the shower, Leon nodded his head and walked over to you and gently tugged your hoodie off and placed it on the sink before he started to strip himself.

You could see new wounds and scars on his body, but you don’t say anything, you knew his work was private or he couldn’t say anything, but you knew his work drained him both physically, mentally and emotionally and that is what made you worry the most.

Stepping inside the now warm shower water you both felt out a hum as the warm water cascaded over your bodies, relieving the knots and tight muscles in both your bodies, Leon wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closely to his body. Leaning against his body you went up on your tippy toes and pressed and gentle kiss to his lips, this wasn’t sexually driven or rough as before but more tender and softer as if you were trying to savor this moment of soft intimacy in your own little bubble.

Leon returned the kiss also immediately, his callous hands running down your curves before they settled on your ass and give it a small squeeze. “this.” He mumbles against your lips as he gave you soft pecks. “this is why I can’t let you go.” he whispers softly before his blue eyes meet yours. “You’re not just sex to me y/n, but something more.” He says as he cradles your head in his hands before his lips meet yours again in a soft and passionate kiss.

“but we can’t keep sneaking around Leon, it isn’t fair to your girlfriend, even if you’re in a relationship or situationship it still isn’t fair on her.” You say as you gently pressed on his bare chest breaking the kiss softly. “I know.” He admits quietly as he rested his forehead on yours, his damp hair was pressing against your forehead and for a moment you forgot that you were in the shower as his eyes looked into yours, you could see the guilt in them but also a look you couldn’t quite put your finger on.

“you know how I feel about you y/n, I’ll figure something out somehow I promise.” Leon promises you as he places a kiss on the top of your head, despite the uncertainty and guilt hanging over them, all you wanted to do was be closer to Leon, he made you feel a way that no other man has ever made you before, he makes your heart flutter and skip a beat with just a look, his arms feel like home, making you feel safe and protected when they are around you, but you knew things were going to be easy for either of you.

After your shower and putting both of your clothes into your washing machine, you were laying on your bed just in a pair of panties, your hair was still a little damp but you knew it would dry overnight, only your bedside table lamp was on giving your bedroom a more relaxed vibe as you could hear the rain outside hitting your windows.

Leon came in a couple moments later, only wearing a pair of briefs, lucky he had left some of his clothes from last time he was here, He soon joined you on the bed and pulled you closely to bare chest as his hand started to run through your dam hair, causing a soft hum to leave your lips.

“Beautiful.” You heard Leon mumble before he leaned capturing your lips in a soft and passionate kiss, like you shared in the shower, you hummed softly against his lips and kissed him back the same, your hands resting on his bare chest, your eyes fluttering closed as you let yourself be lost in this man that you know has capture your heart despite everything.

The dim lighting in the room and the rain outside gave your bedroom an almost intimate and sensual atmosphere as you moved closer to Leon, straddling one of his thick thighs, you could feel the emotions in the kiss, the unsaid words you couldn’t say out loud, the promises and hope. You both explored each other’s mouths languidly, taking the time to savor the taste and feel of each other, not knowing when the next time you would be able to see each other.

You felt him break a hand up and gently stroke your cheek with his thumb as he broke the kiss, he rested his forehead on yours, gazing into your eyes with warmth and adoration. “I love you y/n so damn much.” He confesses softly, his tone was tinged with desperation and longing, as if it was a slient plea for you to always be his and only his.

Reaching up you intertwined your fingers with the hand that was on his cheek and leaned up and softly kissed him, you didn’t say the three words back to him but your actions showed it, slowly you pulled away causing a groan to leave his lips as he tried to chase after your lips, but you place one of your fingers on his lips.

“If your serious about this then leave her, I’m sick and tired of sneaking around behind everybody’s back and feeling as if I am walking on eggshells.” You say to Leon hoping he would understand where you were coming from, you felt him lean forward and soft peck your lips as he gave the soft flesh of your ass a small squeeze.

“I promise I will y/n, you’re the only one I want.” He mumbled against your lips as if he was sealing a promise, you didn’t know what the future held for the both of you, but you knew if Leon kept to his promise then you wouldn’t let him slip through your fingers not again.

“Okay.” You say to him as a smile came across your lips. “Okay.” He repeated back to you echoing your sentiment, he pulled you closer so now there was no space between you as you laid on top of him, you settle in for the night, the soft glow of the lamp casting a warm ambiance over your entwined bodies. Even if this was to only last just for tonight you were going to savor every single moment until the sun raised in the morning…

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[xxbimbobunnyxx]

rafe introducing weird girl! Reader to his friends and his friends are like kinda weirded out bc she doesn't talk to them at first but she slowly gets talkative and used to them and rafes friends are like "damn she's not that bad"

And then rafe being proud of his girl for making friends

Tysm bb<333 🪽🎀

Ummm yes ofc!! I love this idea!! I’ve been wanting to do some flashbacks with them before I go into their future so thank you for this and the other one!! I’ve been waiting to write how they met so that’s coming next! No warnings but still 18+MDNI✨

The first time Rafe introduced weird!girl to his friends it was definitely super low key. Like Topper, Kelce, Barry and a few other guys he’s gotten close to over the years through “business”. He invited them all over to his new place for a kick back after he moved out of tannyhill and into his slightly smaller(but still huge), more modern house on figure 8. He wanted you to be able to get to know them in a familiar environment but of course you were still nervous.

While you’ve never officially met or talked to Rafe’s friends yet, you’ve of course seen them in passing or even went to high school with them. And you know what guys like that think of you… But Rafe reassured you over and over again that it would be fine, and if any of them fucked with you he’d throw them out.

But it actually ended up going surprisingly well. You all passed around the bong and blunts and the drinks were flowing. Rafe’s loud ass rap music mixed with your array of tastes on one playlist served as background noise as you all chattered away. You got along best with Barry. Every time Rafe was being sweet on you he was flicking him shit and you couldn’t help but fuel the fire…

“You goin’ soft on us, country club?” Barry gives Rafe a smug smile as he watches the him bring the blunt to your lips while you are perched on his lap.

“Fuck off, man. Don’t think just cause my girl’s here I won’t beat your ass.” Rafe shoots Barry a glare and you can’t help but giggle. “What’s so funny, huh?”

“It’s just that, he’s right, is all.” You giggle and lean down to kiss his cheek, leaving a sticky lipgloss print in your wake.

“Quit.” He groans as he wipes his hand down his face, trying and failing to remove the pink glitter from his skin.

“Oh you missed a spot right -“ You press your lips against his cheek again and the room erupts with teasing and laughter.

“Fuck you guys. Even you, you little shit.” Rafe throws his friends the middle finger before wrapping his arm tighter around your waist causing you to squeal out a laugh.

“I dunno, pretty boy, you look pretty gushy to me.” Barry snorts as he lights up another blunt, his eyes roaming over the two of you. “But it doesn’t look so bad, don’t trip. Long as you’re tight at work I don’t give a fuck what you do. She’s cooler than you though.”

The entire room unanimously agrees that you are in fact, cooler than Rafe.

“Aight, I’ve had enough of you fuckers. Get outta my house.” Rafe chuckles as he shifts you off his lap so he can escort your guests out. But not before leaning down to whisper in your ear. “And your bratty little ass is in for it.”

Safe to say he had no issue bringing you around his close friends after that. You were still wary of the guys that just kinda hung around (hence the assholes at the country club) but you and Barry are basically besties at this point. Rafe low key can’t stand it because you always gang up on him but ultimately he’s glad you have a friend that isn’t him. Even if it’s Barry.

All things Rafe & his weird!girl here

Taglist: @babygorewhore @nemesyaaa @strawberrydolly333 @sturnioloshacker @rafesthroatbaby @loserboysandlithium @gri959 @rafeinterlude @starkeysprincess

[creedslove]

Omg bestie imagine calling older hubby Joel to pick you up from the club because you’re too drunk to drive home yourself.

No outbreak!Joel Miller x f!reader

A/N: I love this idea, I just changed it slightly because I thought it would be better, honey ❤️

• you and Joel had broken up in the beginning of the year; you didn't see it coming, you were so happy with your man and you'd assumed he was happy with you too

• in fact, he was happy with you, he loved you dearly, but in his mind, he assumed it wasn't enough to continue the relationship, not when he worked impossible hours, was barely home to you, always too tired and with no energy, not to mention the age gap: Joel loved you, but deep down he knew you could do so much better

• he was convinced you deserved a man your age, someone who was fitter, who could spend time with you and build a life together, after all, Joel Miller had been through all of it and he just wanted to spend time relaxing and making ends meet, in order to have a comfortable life

• so he thought it was best for the two of you part ways, which you didn't take very well, in fact, it was so heartbreaking you ended up screaming at the top of your lungs how much you hated him in his front yard

• and once you calmed yourself down, you were mortified at what you'd done, as you felt so embarrassed and ashamed and you apologized to him hundreds of times and he just told you it was fine

• eventually you had broken up on some sort of good terms, he had told you you could always reach out to him whenever you needed to, but after that, you both had minded your own business

• until the night you went out with your friends and got hammered with drinks

• you didn't know exactly how, you just ordered one drink after the other and when you least expected, you were drunk

• and when you saw your friends, they were as drunk as you were and worse: insisting on driving, and since you refused to get a ride from them, and they refused to get a cab or whatever, they drove off completely wasted and you stayed behind

• but being that drunk at that hour of the night and alone, you didn't trust getting into anyone's car

• anyone except one person... Joel Miller

• so you called your ex-boyfriend and giggled when you heard his voice on the phone, it was clear he'd been either sleeping or he was about to, but the moment he caught you on the other side of the phone, he widened his eyes, worried something had happened

• but when you blabbered about how drunk you were and a little scared of getting home with someone else, Joel had already dressed up again and got his truck keys, asking for your location and trying to find you

• he would never let anything happen to you, at all

• so when you saw him parking, you walked to his truck, hopping inside and giggling, feeling happy to see him there, although the drunken buzz inside of you was constant

"you okay?"

"yeah"

"I'm glad you called, didn't want you risking yourself around with anyone, darlin'"

• his voice was soft and he placed his hand on your knee briefly, caressing it gently before turning his attention back on the road

• Joel didn't like the idea of leaving you alone at home, not with how drunk you were, he just had a gut feeling it would be better if he drove you to his own home, after all, you'd spent so many nights next to him, just another one should be fine

• you looked at him puzzled when you noticed he'd taken you to his house but he smiled comforting at you

"you'll spend the night, you take my bed and I'll sleep on the couch"

• he explained and you nodded, even if you didn't need explanations, you trusted Joel with your life

• once inside, he took you to the bathroom, handing you one of his shirts so you could shower and change into it

• he'd also made his bed so you could sleep on it, which you did for only a few minutes, being unable to rest away from Joel; you missed him, he was still so nice and sweet to you even if you weren't together anymore

• so you got off bed and walked downstairs, finding him asleep on his couch; you grinned at the view and decided to lie right next to him, snuggling him in the process and finally falling into a deep sleep

• Joel buried his nose into your hair and took a deep breath, even if it was unconscious, it was how much he'd missed it, and he also dreamed of you that night, having you both in his mind and safely tucked into his arms

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[borathae]

↳ Index [Day 23 - Studio Sex]

Pairing: Soft Dom!Yoongi x sub f.Reader

Kinks: studio sex, sex in a chair, thigh riding, spanking but lovingly, praise, body worship, breast worship, stripping, Yoongi’s hands, creampies, Yoongi is a tease i hate him and need him and want him and love him!!!

Wordcount: 6k

a/n: yes besties, you’re getting more dom!bangtan. i think i’ve written too much sub stuff during kinktober that now i’m just way too tired of always taking the lead and i just wanna be taken care of for a change ahahhaha have fun this is so hot that i had to lie down afterwards🖤

“Hey there.”

The door to his studio falls into its lock behind you, closing with a beep.

“Yoongi?”

Your boyfriend obviously hasn’t heard you, busy typing and clicking away on his computer.

“Yoongi love?” so you try a second time.

Yoongi doesn’t react. No wonder. He has his headphones on and is playing music through them. You slip out of your coat and place it over the leather couch he has in his little studio. It was quite the homely place. The walls were painted a warm white, lighting fixtures were placed strategically for a relaxing feel and soft rugs covered the floors. They were mostly for soundproofing, but they still managed to give a cozy feel to the place, even if one of them told whoever entered his studio to very loudly Fuck Off. You know that you weren’t meant by it. Not you. Never you. You are the only person, next to Yoongi of course, who knows the code to his studio. And you know that you are always welcome here. 

You spent many days in his studio. You share food in here after work, talk about your days, fuck like animals. Some days you also come over solely to work in his presence. You really love those days because you get to spend time with him while doing your own thing. Yoongi really loves those days too, because he can work so much easier when you are close to him.

You aren’t wearing any shoes, having discarded of them in front of his studio. Yoongi has a clear no shoe policy in his studio and you totally get him. You never understood people who walk around their cozy spaces with their outdoor shoes on. That shit is rancid.

The rugs feel soft on your feet, muffling your steps as you hurry to him.

“Yoongi baby?” you try one last time.

Yoongi is nodding his head to whatever beat is currently playing in his headphones, tapping his fingers on the table. But no reaction to you.

So you reach out and touch his shoulder.

“Oh fuck”, he gasps loudly, flinching with his entire body.

“Oh sorry”, you gasp, pulling your hand away. He startled you just as much as you seemed to have startled him.

Yoongi slams his finger on the keys and stops the track from playing. He turns and looks up at you, removing his headphones. His eyes are widened in shock

“Don’t scare me like that”, he whines, “I almost died.”

“Gosh sorry, I said your name like three times, but you didn’t hear me”, you say, snickering.

“Ah baby”, he touches his own chest, “you just made my heart race. Don’t ever do that again”, he says whilst standing up.

“I’m sorry. You okay?” you say, drawing closer to him instinctively.

“Mhm, ‘m okay”, Yoongi mumbles, snaking his arm around your waist to pull you into a kiss.

It was a chaste kiss, but so incredibly sweet and full of love. It makes both of smile and rub the tips of your noses together.

“Missed you, love”, he says.

“Missed you too”, you answer him, keeping your eyes closed to enjoy his presence to the fullest.

You feel his lips on your forehead in a loving kiss and then he is already drawing back, sitting back down on his chair. It makes a little squeaking sound.

You grab the empty chair next to his’ and sit down, moving it closer to him. Yoongi keeps this chair empty for you. He may allow whoever comes in here for work to sit on it, but in his mind this is your chair. He loves it so much when you sit in it and pay him company. He likes to sneak glances at you whenever that happens, feeling giddy each and every time because he is so smitten for you.

Yoongi is already working again, eyes focused on Cubase. He unplugged his headphones so you can listen to what he is listening to and even turned the screen a little to make it easier for you to see.

You hug his arm, leaving one adoring kiss on it before resting your cheek on it. He is wearing one of his black hoodies today. The really soft one.

“You smell good”, you say, rubbing against him like a cuddly cat.

“You’re cute”, Yoongi says, placing his hand on your thigh to rub it softly. He doesn’t look away from the screen, but still has half of his attention on you.

“Are you still working on Dreamscape?” you ask him. It was the name of his current favourite project. Yoongi says that the name was only temporary, but you liked it nonetheless.

“Yes, I’m working on the beat. What do you think of that part?”

Yoongi presses play and shows you the first verse. It was just the melody and beat for now, but already sounded amazing. He stops it right before the chorus starts.

“You removed the strings.”

“Yeah”, he nods his head, “I thought they were too much.”

“Yes I agree. It sounds a lot more harmonious now. I really like it.”

Yoongi sneaks a glance at you, “thanks”, he mumbles shyly and looks back at his screen. Your opinion matters a lot to him, so hearing that you like what he did makes him really happy.

You enjoy a few moments of silence after that. You spend it resting your cheek on his arm and touching him mindlessly. Yoongi spends it perfecting the second verse and holding your thigh. Every now and then, one of you also turns their head just to give the other a little kiss.

“How was the dentist by the way?” Yoongi asks into the silence.

“It was good. She told me that my teeth are all very healthy, but that I should floss more”, you tell him.

“Flossing is overrated.”

“Yeah, I agree”, you snicker, “but it really helps. We should both do it more.”

“No thank you, I’m good. It’s too much work.”

“Goddamn it Yoongi, I was trying to make you my official motivational coach. Don’t ruin my plans”, you whine, pinching his tummy gently.

Yoongi tenses it and places his hand over yours to hold it and also prevent you from tickling him again.

“I can still be your coach, I’m just not gonna do it with you.”

“Yeah as if that ever worked for us. Remember when you were supposed to help me eat less chocolate and we failed miserably?”

“Yeah, because diets are dumb. Just eat whatever you wanna eat. I wanna see you happy, not on a stupid diet”, he whines.

“Aren’t you the one currently on an anti coffee diet?”

Yoongi looks at you with slightly squinted eyes.

“That is only because it’s giving me heart palpitations and I wanna stop that. Did you-“, he pouts, “did you just come here to bicker with me?”

“No god”, you chuckle, leaning in to kiss his pouty lips, “sorry, I hope you know that I don’t mean it in a rude way.”

“Yeah whatever, I know”, he kisses your lips and looks back at his screen.

You gaze at him, playing with his hair at the nape of his neck. He is currently growing it out, looking so handsome with it. He is also wearing two hairclips today, using them to keep the strands out his face. His glasses are perched atop his nose, reflecting the screen.

“You look so handsome.”

Yoongi sneaks a glance at you, clearly flustered by the surprise compliment. He looks away again and gives you one of his small, toothless smiles and a nod of his head.

He makes you smile. You love giving him compliments. He is always so cute when he receives them.

You let your eyes wander down his body. The hoodie suits him so well. You love it so much when Yoongi wears pretty clothes, but there was just something about seeing him in casual clothes that gets you. Maybe it is the fact that only a few people can see him like that and he counts you to that little circle. Or maybe it is simply because it is Yoongi and he is the most handsome man on earth.

“Yoongi?”

“Yes love?”

“You're so handsome.”

“Mhm.”

“No I mean it. You are so handsome.”

“I heard you the first two times”, he mumbles, touching his ear shyly.

You smile and lean in to peck his cheek.

“You’re so cute.”

“Mhm”, he turns and pecks your lips, chuckling when you try to chase him only to fail because he turns his head away again. He did so only to tease you of course.

“Can I sit on your lap?” you ask him, rubbing his thigh softly.

“You’re gonna be horny, aren’t you?”

“No?” you chuckle in embarrassment, “I just wanna be closer to you.”

Yoongi glances at you, “are you okay?” he asks, making space for you.

You climb on him, placing your knees on each side of his thighs. You plop down, wrapping your arms around him and resting your cheek on his shoulder.

“Yes, I’m okay. Why do you ask?”

“Cause if you’re not horny, then you only wanna sit on my lap when you’re upset.”

“Yes true, but sometimes I’m also just horny.”

Yoongi exhales loudly, making you chuckle.

"You told me that you wouldn’t be. Literally two seconds ago”, he whines.

"Yeah well…"

“Baby I fucked you so good this morning. Are you seriously horny again?"

You laugh, snuggling closer.

“Would it be so bad if I was horny again?”

“No, but I can’t get shit done when you’re always on my dick.”

“Who says you have to get the song done today?”

“The deadlines.”

“And who made those deadlines?”

“I did, but that’s beside the point”, Yoongi cranes his neck to look at your face, “stop being so horny all the time”, he says, giving your butt a soft spank.

You chase it with a little wiggle of your hips.

“I wasn’t even horny right now, but if you keep spanking me, I’ll change my mind”, you say.

Yoongi’s faux annoyance façade breaks instantly. He snorts and chuckles, eyes softening in fondness.

“You’re so cute”, he says, pecking your forehead and looking back at his screen.

You rest your cheek on his shoulder, getting lost in his scent. Yoongi has the best chest to lean on. So strong and safe and always so warm. You love being close to him so, so much.

Yoongi keeps his hand on your ass. It feels so big and so strong. Quite frankly, it does rile you up a little. You really love his hands. They are so sexy. So having him hold your ass like that messes with your sanity just a little.

“I’m really happy that you’re here, baby”, Yoongi tells you, “I can really feel my energy rising because of you.”

“I’m happy to be of help”, you cuddle into him, pressing your chest against his, “I love being here.”

Yoongi sighs happily, giving your butt a soft pat. 

“I'm serious, don’t spank me”, you warn, poking your finger into his tits. 

“I'm not spanking you. This would feel something along the line of this”, he says and does the unthinkable of truly landing a spank on your ass. It was loud and leaves a slight burning sensation on your skin.

“Ah”, you moan, chasing him desperately while your thighs squeeze around him.

“Baby what the hell?” Yoongi gasps.

You lift your head, meeting his widened eyes. He looks flabbergasted.

“That was so loud”, he says, “I, I was just joking with you and-“

He can’t finish his sentence because you kiss him before he can. You kiss him sloppily and oh so desperately, moaning into his mouth whilst rolling your hips over his thigh. 

“Wait woah wait”, Yoongi breaks the kiss and laughs, "darling wait." 

“Yoongi kiss me”, you beg, chasing him with closed eyes. 

“Baby, I have to work.”

“Yeah and you made me horny”, you whimper softly, grinding your pussy against his clothed thigh. It feels so soft and warm, you love it so much, “you can’t just spank me and then act like this wouldn’t affect me.”

“You're so strange sometimes. You don’t even like getting spanked”, he says with amusement in his voice and fondness in his eyes. 

“Yeah well”, you pout, “let me be. Humans are weird. I just feel like it today.”

“I'm not judging. We're all complicated creatures. We sometimes like stuff we never liked before and vice versa.”

“Exactly”, you snicker, “what a poetic way of saying it.”

Yoongi chuckles, rubbing your butt softly. 

“Mhhm Yoongi please”, you whine, moving closer, “can we do something?”

“Baby you said you weren’t horny and that I could work”, Yoongi is only pretending to be annoyed. Quite frankly he loves the little game you are currently playing.

“Yeah but that was before you were sexy.”

“Oh? So I’m not sexy on normal days?”

You squish his cheeks, “you’re always sexy, but now you are super sexy.”

He snorts, “I still gotta work.”

You give him a pout.

Yoongi’s eyes soften. He reaches up to caress your chin, holding it between two of his fingers afterwards.

“What do you want, my baby?” he asks in his typical I’d do anything for you voice.

“I just want…you. Something of you.”

“Yeah? Do you wanna ride my thigh for a little, mhm?”

You nod your head, feeling your stomach tingle in excitement. Yoongi gives you his prettiest smile, caressing your chin again.

“I can do that for you. Start whenever you feel like it”, he whispers, turning you weak with just the sound of his voice.

You scramble off his lap. Yoongi watches with his lips slightly agape in awe. Not that he could do anything other than watch you. You placed yourself right in front of his screen. Yoongi doesn’t mind one bit, enjoying the little show with a racing heart. You step out of your sweats first.

“I’m not wearing nice panties today”, you confess, giggling shyly whilst trying to tug your shirt over your butt.

Yoongi furrows his brows angrily, looking highly displeased by your words.

“Come closer”, he orders.

You follow instantly, gasping when he places his hands on your hips. His eyes flit up.

“Can I see?” he asks.

“Yes”, you whisper, “don’t laugh.”

“Never”, he promises, changing his gaze to your middle. He tugs your shirt up, keeping it from slipping down by touching your waist with the fabric between his palm and your body. His eyes run over your clothed middle and the lilac cotton panties you are wearing. The frilly edge is just a little washed out and frayed. Yoongi swears he has never seen something more beautiful.

“You are so beautiful”, he says, gazing up at you, “I don’t know what bullshit you’re talking about. I love those panties.”

“Really?” you say, feeling your cheeks burn up.

“Of course. They look really comfy and soft and make your skin look so pretty.”

“They are really comfy”, you say, swaying from side to side giddily.

“That’s good to hear”, Yoongi smiles, “can I touch them?”

You nod your head vigorously.

“Hold the shirt for me, love.”

You follow without hesitation, watching his hands with sparkly eyes. Yoongi dances them down along your tummy, eyes glowing in adoration.

“You’re so beautiful”, he whispers, brushing against the hem of the panties. He outlines the frilly edge, lips curling into a content smile.

“They’re washed out already”, you whisper.

“Hush. They’re perfect”, he silences you, smile growing.

You feel like burning up and squeaking and jumping around. Yoongi makes you feel so pretty and sexy and happy.

He abandons the edge to run his thumbs down to your pussy. He never touches you, lifting his thumb right before he meets where you ache the most. Now he is hovering right above your clit, driving you crazy in desperation.

Yoongi lifts his gaze.

“Do I have permission?” he asks.

“Just do it. Oh my god, you tease”, you whine, making him grin.

“So impatient”, he whispers, lowering his eyes back to where it is most important. He finally lowers his thumb, connecting it with your clit.

You gasp, chasing him instantly. You can’t feel a lot because of the position and the panties, but it is Yoongi’s touch. Yoongi’s. And that means that it feels ten times more intense. He runs his thumb down your pussy, eyes following the touch and smile adorning his face. You seriously have to hold back from crumbling.

“So warm”, he breathes, letting his touch linger on your entrance. He draws slow circles, holding your squirming hips with his unoccupied hand, “baby, you’re so warm.”

“You’re such a tease”, you complain in a whine.

“What do you mean?” he asks innocently, gawking up at you.

“Touch me more.”

Yoongi smirks in amusement, doing the unthinkable traitorous act of pulling his hand away. You are outraged, scandalized, betrayed!

“No please”, you beg, reaching for his wrist to pull his hand back where it belongs.

Yoongi laughs, eyes sparkling in mischief.

“You’re so horny, baby. Oh my god. Didn’t you say I could still work? And now you wanna make me touch you?” he teases, painting the hottest warmth of embarrassment onto your cheeks.

“You’re so mean”, you whine, swaying from side to side needily.

Yoongi stops the movements by gripping your hips strongly, forcing your knees to buckle in desperation.

“And you’re wet”, he says, eyes flitting up to meet yours. They are darkened in arousal, glistening dangerously, “I can see it soaking your pretty little panties. Just a little stain right…”, he dances his thumb down to where your panties are soaked, “…there”, he says, pressing his thumb against it.

You tense up and gasp, hips chasing him in needy rolls. It makes his thumb grind against your pussy.

Yoongi lets you do that long enough for the stain to grow a little. Then he stops you, retreating his touch to grip your hips again.

“Please”, you whimper.

“That’s where you’re wet”, he ignores your beg to keep on teasing.

“Please more”, you plead.

Yoongi hums contently, abandon your hips to dance his touch to the hem of your panties.

You wait with bated breath.

“Such pretty panties”, he whispers, trailing his touch further up your body.

You whine, making him smirk. He knows that you thought that he would undress you. He gets off on making you whine though, so obviously he’s not going to give it to you so quickly.

“Do you want to sit for me, baby?” 

You are on his lap before he could even finish his sentence, mounting him like a needy animal. Yoongi laughs at your eagerness, letting you find your comfy spot with stretched out arms. With your hands on his shoulders and your pussy against his thigh, you stare at him, waiting for what he’ll do next.

“So eager”, he rasps, running his hands down your back until he can grab your ass. He watches you with cat-like attention, massaging your butt softly. Your breath trembles as it leaves you, your eyes fill with desperate pleasure. Yoongi lifts his hands. You gasp and stick your ass out. That is all he needed to know. He lowers them in a spank, eliciting a shudder to run through your entire body.

“Oh god”, you croak, hiding away in his chest while your hips rut against his thigh with all their might.

Yoongi quite frankly feels so fucking affected by your reaction that it gets really fucking hard to breathe for him. You are so needy today. He is so into that.

“You really liked that, didn't you?” he asks, massaging your heated buttocks.

You nod your head, whimpering his name.

“You're so sexy, love”, he rasps, gathering more of your ass to massage it slowly, “love that ass so much.” 

You mewl, squeezing your eyes shut and twisting a bundle of his hoodie. You really weren’t planning to be horny right now, but you don’t regret it. You love this so much. His touch is so addicting.

Yoongi runs his left hand up to your head. He tilts it up with a strong grip, making sure you can’t escape his eye contact.

“Are you having fun?” he asks to which you nod your head.

“Yes.”

“You do. That’s good to hear.”

“More”, you croak, chasing him needily. 

You can see the moment Yoongi realises what that means. His love-filled eyes darken in arousal, eyelids lowering dangerously. He leans in, making sure his lips brush against your ear. 

“You're gonna count to five for me now. Can you do that, mhm?”

You squirm, panties getting soaked more and more because of him.

“Yes. I can do that ”, you rasp, readying yourself by sticking your ass out.

Yoongi kisses your ear, “good girl”, he whispers, straightening back up afterwards. 

He runs his big hand down to your ass, tracing the soft skin first. 

“Ready?” he asks, eyes racing between yours.

“Yes”, you whisper, chasing him.

“Good. Start counting for me.”

“One”, you croak, readying yourself by gripping his strong shoulders.

Spank. 

Yoongi’s hand comes into contact with your right buttock, making it jiggle. A stinging burn remains, making you moan in bliss. 

“How's that, baby?” he asks, soaking up your droopy gaze. You looked so sexy when he spanked you. All surprised but oh so happy.

“Please more. T-two”, you beg, lifting your hips needily. 

Spank.

Yoongi hit your left side for symmetry, making it sting oh so nicely. Your pussy throbs, aching to be stuffed. 

“Oh god please”, you whimper, resting your head back against his chest, “three please.”

“That's so hot. You’re so sexy”, Yoongi rasps and spanks you again. He grips your flesh right afterwards, prolonging the burn by massaging it aggressively, “such a good girl.”

Spank.

“A-ah four”, you squeak, leaking all over his thigh. The spank surprised you so much. It hurts and burns and you are riding on its high. Yoongi doesn’t use particularly much force, knowing very well that you aren’t normally into it. So he wants to make sure you are still comfortable in your spontaneous fun, keeping his spank gentle but rough enough to give you a little glimpse of painful heaven. You don’t seem to mind, writhing on his lap needily.

“There we go. One more baby. One more and we're done”, he speaks softly, tracing your skin with his palm. It feels so hot to the touch. He can also feel that you are soaking through his sweats, feeling his cock strain his boxers because of it.

“Five please”, you beg, thighs trembling when he lands his last spank on your ass. It was harsh and rough, leaving a burning imprint on your skin. He wanted the last one to stay in your memories and judging by how needily you start humping his thigh, it will.

“There we go. All done”, Yoongi soothes the sensitive skin, cock aching in his sweats, “that was amazing baby. You did so well.”

“Please fuck me”, you beg and sob softly, “p-please fuck me.”

“Look at me.”

You follow instantly, showing him your glassy eyes. Yoongi places his hand at the back of your neck and leans in, making your breath hitch in your throat. He is gazing at your lips, being so close to kissing you. You tremble in excitement. Finally, you think, finally you’ll get his cock.

“No”, he however breaks your horny, little heart with one word, having the audacity to smirk afterwards, “you’ve got what you wanted. Now let me work.”

“Yoongi please”, you voice comes out both breathy and squeaky, your eyes burn unbearably.

“No, you can’t sway me. You wanted to ride my thigh, so get on with it”, he taunts, pulling back despite all the whining you are doing.

The cocky amusement on his face almost makes you want to fight him. He is doing this on purpose. He just made you soaking wet by spanking you, makes you ride his thigh, barely touches your pussy on purpose just so he can be a tease and leave you hanging. Oh, you want to break into the neediest tears. You need him so bad. Everything aches.

Yoongi is currently pretending to look at his screen, acting all busy by pressing random buttons on the keyboard. You take a look down at his crotch, feeling the urge to fight him grow. He is even sporting a boner. Loud and proud it is stretching his sweats.

“Yoongi please”, you beg quietly, rolling your hips over his thigh. The friction is so goddamn addicting.

He shakes his head.

“You’re so mean, I’m gonna fight you”, you complain, pushing at his chest.

His lips curl into a lazy smirk.

You huff out air and make your next move. You hook your fingers in your shirt, taking it off in one smooth movement. When you are free of it and have thrown it on the ground, you look back at Yoongi.

He is gawking at your chest with widened eyes, chest heaving up and down quickly.

“Please?” you try.

“You didn’t actually go to the dentist without a bra on, did you?”

“Maybe? Maybe I only took it off because I knew I’d be coming here. Maybe it’s still in my coat pocket. Maybe I want you to keep it here with you once I leave. Who knows.”

Yoongi gulps, placing his hands right under your breasts.

“Why are you seriously the sexiest woman on earth, ___?” he asks, voice deeper than usual.

You giggle. Jackpot. You’ve got him hooked again.

“Oh my fucking god, can I please touch them?” he whines.

“Yeah, touch them.”

Yoongi growls and goes to bury his face in your tits. He moans deliciously, inhaling deeply while his hands squeeze your flesh desperately. You laugh because he is adorable, chasing him with an arch of your back.

“You’re so sexy, holy fuck I’ve hit the jackpot”, he babbles, kissing every single inch of your chest, “I’m so lucky. Holy fuck, baby. My pretty baby.”

He makes you feel equal parts giddy and horny. Being praised feels so good when he is doing it. He is always so honest in his words. His touch always feels a hundred times more amazing because of it.

“So pretty. I fucking love your tits. You’ve got the best tits, baby. The motherfucking best”, he mumbles before taking your left nipple between his lips to suck on it gently.

“Ah, baby”, you gasp, squirming on his lap.

Yoongi slurps quietly, releasing your nipple just to kiss a path to your right one.

“I love you, love you like crazy. I’m the luckiest man”, he murmurs, showing you his gratitude by kissing and licking your nipple. He swirls his tongue right around it, eyes closed in bliss and chest rumbling in moans.

You moan too, tilting your head back in bliss. You can feel that touch all the way down to your pussy. This is exactly how he always eats you out. Little kisses and quick circles on your clit. The sensation is so familiar that it almost feels as if he is licking your clit right now.

You most definitely tremble just as much and your pussy most definitely aches just as much.

“Your nipples are so swollen. I’m going insane”, Yoongi whines with suffering in his voice, kissing his way back to your left side, “my cock’s so fucking hard, I want your pussy so bad.”

“Fuck me please”, you beg, feeling oh so weak from his licks.

Yoongi looks up at you, breaking away from your chest even if it hurts you both. He cups your cheek, forcing your forehead to rest against his’.

“Take my cock out”, he orders.

You work without hesitation. Yoongi helps you by lifting his butt from the chair so you can tug his clothes down easily. You tug them down until his knees and then Yoongi takes over, stepping out of them messily. They end up pooling around his left ankle, but he can’t be bothered. He needs to fuck you. Now.

“Lube?” he asks.

“No”, you shake your head, busy taking off your panties, “don’t need it.”

"Condom?"

“No, want you creampieing me", you say, throwing the panties on his desk. Yoongi eyes them hungrily as they landed right on his keyboard then looks at your now completely naked body.

“Fuck, you’re so hot. Wanna creampie you”, he rasps, caressing your cheek, “get on this fucking cock. Now.”

You waste not even a second, climbing atop of him to sink yourself down.

“Ah baby”, he moans, holding your hips.

“Yoongi”, you whimper, sinking into the sensations. His cock gives the best fucking stretch ever. He fits like no other, filling you up so good. Especially right now after all the teasing he put you through. You could honestly cum the moment he bottoms out from just how needy he has gotten you.

“Okay that’s fucking amazing. How are you doing, love?” Yoongi says, half-lidded eyes racing over your features.

“I wanna cum”, you confess, eliciting a deep chuckle from him.

“You wanna cum?” he asks, letting his head fall against the backrest of his chair just so he can watch you better. He looks so good like this. All cocky and confident and with his glasses all pretty on his nose. 

“Yeah”, you whimper, “I’m really sensitive.”

“Poor baby, she’s sensitive”, he coos and begins rocking your hips for you, “so if I do this, is it already too much for you, mhm?”

“A-almost”, you get out, having to gasp for air afterwards.

“Almost”, Yoongi repeats and hums, “well that’s too bad”, he rasps, continuing his loving guidance. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth on his cock, shifting it inside you just enough to rile you up and keep you right there with. Right there, on this warm wave of pleasure. The kind which creeps so deep and stays for so long. The kind, which you never ever want to end. 

"It feels so good", you whisper, whimpering softly afterwards.

"Yes baby, it does. You’ve got the best pussy. I love fucking that pussy, love it so much", he is lulling his words, which means he was struggling just as much. 

"It's, it’s so much better than w-working, isn’t it?" you tease, having to gasp for air.

Yoongi chuckles lazily, eyes lowering playfully. 

"It's the fucking best. Love having you on my dick", he smiles, giving your hips a loving squeeze, "keep moving just like this, baby. It’s perfect."

"Yeah", you croak, letting your eyes fall closed. You are moving on your own. Yoongi is still helping, but really doesn’t have to. You want to keep moving. His cock is the best, you feel so fulfilled right now. 

Yoongi’s smile grows. His left hand leaves your hips just so he can cup your cheek instead. His heart flutters when you lean into his touch and your face lights up in happiness. He brushes his thumb over your cheek. 

"You're so beautiful", he whispers, moaning softly because you clench around him in reaction. He chases the sensation with a careful thrust, eliciting a shake from you.

"Yoongi", his name sounds like honey when you say it, filling him with so much happiness. 

Yoongi gives you another thrust, holding your cheek safely in his big hand. 

You moan, tensing around him and nose scrunching up in pleasure. 

Yoongi loves that view so much. 

"Are you enjoying yourself, baby?" he asks, not because he is doubting himself but because he loves hearing you say it.

"Yes", you sigh, nodding your head slowly, "I'm really close." 

"I know baby, I know. You’re such a good girl, you know that?" he praises, making you tense around his cock. He slips his hand from your hip and places his thumb against your clit.

"Oh fuck-", you exclaim, head tilting back in bliss and hips completely loosing their rhythm. You shake uncontrollably, pussy convulsing around him like crazy. 

"There we go. Shake for me. You’re so pretty", he rasps, rubbing circles on your swollen clit. He gives you slow thrusts, dancing his hand down to your chest to play with your nipples. 

"Yoongi", you mewl his name, dragging out his last syllable. You feel so charged. The build up is crazy. You can’t think straight. This is too good. 

"It's okay, you’re okay. I'm right here with you", Yoongi soothes you, "cum for me, baby. It’s safe."

"Yoongi" you squeak, "I love you", you sob, falling into him as you fall into your high. You feel broken in the most beautiful of ways, never wanting the shakes to stop.

"I love you too baby. You’re doing so well. So, so well", Yoongi talks you through your orgasm, helping you ride it out with expert touches. He knows what your body needs during those moments, having helped you over the edge hundreds of times before. It never becomes boring, never ever. 

Yoongi allows you to calm down once your high has stopped. He rubs your back and keeps his hips still, floating on your afterglow with you. His cock is so sensitive, each time your pussy clenches he feels charged. 

"You did so good. You were such a good girl", he whispers to you.

"Did you cum too?" you ask him, voice frail but happy.

Yoongi kisses your shoulder, "all that matters is that you had fun."

"What?" your head shoots up, big eyes on him instantly, "no. No, don’t say that. I want you to cum too." 

"You don’t have to."

"Be quiet", you say, moving your hips even if you are still a little dizzy from your orgasm. 

Yoongi groans, furrowing his brows. His hands fall to your hips, squeezing them desperately. 

"I wanna be creampied by you. You have to cum too", you insist, bouncing on his cock.

"You're gonna get it, trust me", he gets out and groans, eyes closed and lips parted.

"Yeah? That’s so hot. Do you like how I move my hips?" 

"Faster please." 

"Like this?" you say, putting more vigour in your movements for Yoongi’s enjoyment. 

Yoongi moans loudly and arches his back. He nods his head vigorously, feeling his cock throb inside you. 

"Don't stop, don’t stop, please don’t stop", he begs, resorting to making deep sounds of pleasure afterwards.

"You're the best human ever, Yoongi. And, and your cock’s so amazing", you say, burying your fingers in his hair to play with it. He’s such a sensitive scalp that hairplay always gets him oh so good. 

"I'm gonna cum", he croaks, squeezing your hips strongly.

"Please fill me up. Make me drip, baby. Please", you beg, throwing Yoongi over the edge with a clench of your walls.

Yoongi moans your name as he climaxes, pumping you full of his warm cum and holding your hips so tightly you fear he might bruise them. 

"Yes! Oh god stuff me. Yoongi, ah Yoongi", you encourage him, enjoying his orgasm with a dizzy head. 

"___", he whimpers, shaking one last time and then he comes down hard. 

He slacks in the chair, panting heavily to recover. You help him by leaning in and kissing his face, twirling strands of his hair between your fingers. His cock is still throbbing inside you, filling you up so nicely.

"You're seriously so amazing", he lulls, wrapping his arms around you to hug you. 

"You too", you say, resting against him, "I feel so dizzy now."

"Yeah same", he laughs breathily, "the way you always make me cum. Are you a witch or something?" 

You snicker, "maybe. That would be kinda cool."

He smiles, "yeah and hot", he agrees, exhaling loudly afterwards, "I'm so dead."

"Yeah same", you agree, sighing contently.

Yoongi hugs you tighter.

"Thank you for this. I'm always teasing, but I seriously love it when you’re horny. This was so much fun", he says.

"Yeah, I loved it too", you whisper, "I wanna wear my panties with your cum still inside by the way."

"Hot? What the hell you’re gonna make me hard again."

"You still are. I can feel it", you laugh, wiggling your hips and therefore moving your pussy around him.

Yoongi whines, "mercy baby, I’m just a weak man."

"Gosh Yoongi, you’re so cute", you giggle, lifting your head so you can finally kiss him.

[more-cardigan-than-woman]

Coveted

Summary: You and your bestie go out to celebrate her divorce, unfortunately you just happen to stumble into the bar of the guy youve only been on three dates with, Roman Sionis.

Reader x Roman Sionis

1.8k

Warnings: SMUT, binding, swearing, couch fucking

The lights of the club are blinding, the music is loud and the crowd is like a swarm of bees trying to cram their way through the door.

You'd rather be anywhere else. But it's not everyday your bestie gets divorced and this is where she wanted to go. So, you strapped on your heels and your prettiest dress and now you're standing right inside the club. 

Deep breath, deep breath. You can do this. Karlie wraps her arm through yours, squealing a little bit as the security guard ushers you out of the doorway. “So, is your mystery man coming tonight?” She leans in, sounding excited.

“I hope not.” You mumble, but she's not paying attention anyway, “tonight's about you babe!” You squeal successfully distracting her, “let's go have some fun.”

“Lets!” She giggles, “I wanna find the youngest, hottest idiot and fuck his brains out.”

“Kay, babe. I'll keep an eye out.”

The night seems to be going well. Karlie is getting a bit tipsy but with you constantly feeding her glasses of water in between drinks she keeps her head on her shoulders.

You dance and drink together. All the while your eyes scan the room, over and over. He told you he owned a club, but this can't be it. It's way too flashy and every time you've met him it's been very low-key.

Maybe you're mistaken? After all, you've been here nearly 2 hours and haven't seen him. It must be a different club. Maybe one of those classy ass cigar lounges, dude did look like he was rolling in it.

A young man approaches your table, his red curly hair flowing just past his shoulders and his crisp white shirt is hugging at his sides. 

“That's the one,” Karlie shouts, “Wish me luck,” she mouths to you, jumping from her seat almost immediately and leading the man to the dance floor. You laugh at her enthusiasm.

You watch her dance and then make out with the man. Your drink resting in your hand. You're almost about to leave her to it when you notice someone approaching the booth.

“Come with me, miss.” The large woman orders you.

“I was just leaving.” 

“Come with me miss,” she repeats, “now please.”

“Do I have a choice?”

“Not really,” she shrugs, “sorry.”

She walks you up a flight of stairs and into a darkened room. “Where are we going?” you ask, but the woman ignores you, opening the heavy metal door. All you see is the blue lights that seem to be hidden under the walls and a dark figure sitting on the lounge at the back. You take a step inside and begin to panic when you hear the door click shut behind you.

“Ummm, ma'am,” you turn trying to open the locked door, “ma'am what is this? Ma'am?” 

You hear the click of expensive shoes behind you. Approaching slowing from the back of the room, gods you’re so fucked.

You turn, knowing that there's no real escape here and are suddenly met with a pair of eyes that you recognise. “Roman?”

“Hello darling.” His soft gloved hand gently takes hold of your chin as he steps closer, “did you come here just to tempt me?”

“No, i- my friend, she-”

“is firmly distracted by my man.”

“Roman, I should get back to her.”

“She,” he leans forward, his breath a tingle on your ear, “will be taken good care of tonight, my darling. I want you all to myself.” his arm wraps around your waist pulling you closer, “I feel like you've been teasing me all night.”

“I didn't even know you were here.”

“That's worse.” His teeth sink into your neck and his tongue licks at you, “I knew you were here the moment you hit my sidewalk.” his gloves slip up your dress, searching for the zip, “and you have been teasing me ever since.”

“If I had known you were watching me,” your fingers move fast to the buttons of his shirt, “I would've been naughtier.”

“You were plenty naughty,” he spins you, fed up with his struggle to find your zip. He rips it open with force but his hands are slow while he peals it from your shoulders, his lips chasing the fabric. “Sitting so quietly, ignoring my attempts to get your attention.”

“I didn't do it on purpose.” You smile, knowing he can't see it. 

“And if you had?”

“I would've found something to get me in more trouble.”

“Do you enjoy punishment, darling?”

i“Hmm. With you?” You arch back, pushing your ass into his groin, “I think I could find it very enjoyable.” 

“Let's get to it then, darling.” He lifts you from behind, carrying you over the room and throwing you into the couch, “ass over the arm.” 

“And if I don't?”

He laughs, “please, by all means Resist darling. It makes it way more fun for me.”

You start to squirm, but Romans strong hands have a tight hold for you. His knees press your legs open as his hand around your hair pushes your face into the couch cushions.

“Stop squirming.” His fingers tighten on your hair, pulling your hair back.

“Fucking hell, Romie.” You pant, your ass lifting up in the air as your tummy curves down and your back is beautifully arched.

“You look perfect like this,” he groans into your ear, his free hand making quick work of your panties and then his belt.

You smirk at him over your shoulder. sliding yourself off the couch and moving to get up. “Can't punish what you can't catch.”

“Oh, pretty girl.” His voice is low and dangerous, “I’ve already caught you.” His gloved hand wraps around the back of your throat stopping you in your tracks. His other hand sliding up and under the remains of your dress, “and I know you don't wanna run from me.” 

You shiver in his arms, and he chuckles, wrapping the expensive leather of his belt over your wrists and pinning them to your back.

“Get on the couch,” he presses you forward, his knees kicking yours up and pushing you down into the cushions, “stay right there,” he orders you and you wiggle a sad attempt at pretending to fight.

“What will you do with me?” Your whine turns into a moan as he tears off the remnants of your dress and lands a hard slap on your pussy.

“Teach you what I do to pretty girls who tease me.” He slaps you again. Then his strong fingers are ripping at the seams of your panties and you hear him inhale. “what a fuckin mess.” He slaps you again, “can't have my pretty girl making a mess on my couch.”

“Fuck,” you pant, sticking your ass up and trying to find anything to Grind down on, something to give you the pressure you need, “Roman, please.”

“Yes, pretty girl.” His voice was deep and mischievous, “beg for me.” 

The slice of his zipper cuts through the air, the cling of his belt sending jolts of anticipation  through you. When the expensive leather wrap tightens around you as he pushes you further into the couch, holding you right where he wants you.

“Please Roman,” your legs kick but find no target, “please,” you try to move your arms, but he presses them harder into your back, “I need you, fuck.” 

“What lovely noises you make for me.” His cock slaps at your pussy, teasing you. You scream his name and he laughs. “Stop squirming, it just makes me want to tease you more.” He slips his cock between your lips grinding through them the tip just barely grazing your clit and sending you into a blissful torture. 

“Please fuck me Roman, “ tears start to sell in your eyes, “I can't take it.”

He grabs you by the hair, pulling you back so your chest is slush with his stomach.  His voice a growl in your ear, “not yet. But you will learn to take it from me.” He grinds up, giving you a tiny dose of what's in store as he grinds his cock into your clit.

“Yes, I can.” You pant, “I will. But please. “ You barely have the last word or before he moves back. His cock slip's right into the dropping mess between your legs. 

His gloved hand moves from your hair to your neck,  directing your face to the side and his lips meet yours. His pace is almost as punishing as his kiss. Fierce, hard and unrelenting. 

You feel light headed whether from the kiss or the fucking, you can't tell. But both are intoxicating, he's intoxicating. You twist and the soft leather glides over your thigh and between your legs. Stopping at your clit, he does move just gives you something to grind down on. 

“It's too much,”  you somehow manage to say between garbled moans.

“Take it for me”

“Roman I-”

“I got you. Take it”

“Yes,” you lean back into him. Your muscles relax as you're pussy starts to contract,  “Roman I I think”

“Your mine now pretty girl”

“Yes”

“Say it”

“I'm yours”

“Yes,  keep saying it.” He moans, makes me wanna come

“I'm yours, I am all yours, all of me.” You scream as you explode in a cacophony of pleasure over him and he picks up the pace. You keep saying it as his fingers bruise into you.

“More more”

“Roman I am yours”

“Fuck” he screams through gritted teeth “Fuck fuck,  Yes” he keeps slamming into you as his pace slows down. 

With a deep sigh he stops. Leaning his back into the couch and wiping his brow. “You,  ah.  You're something else.” You hear him smile as his fingers release you from your bonds and he helps you recline into him. 

“Hmmm.” You hum, resting your head on his shoulder, “this was nice.”

“Just nice,” he laughs and you feel his dick inside you twitch, “have to try something else next time then.”

“It was great,  I just-”

“Got your brains fucked out and can't think?”

“Yeah, xctly.”

“Rest pretty girl,”  his hands soothe down your sides. 

“Think I will”

“Good,” his lips gently press into your temple and your eyes flutter close. You’re nearly about to drift right off into dreamland when you swear you hear him say, “You’re all mine now, Darling.” was that another kiss? “You’ll never be free of me.”

[missacidburn928s-heathenhideaway]

The Perks Of Being A Fiend

Alpha!Jax Teller x Omega!POC!Reader "LuLu"

Summary:

Alpha!Jax Teller x Omega!POC!Reader "LuLu" There's no in-between, we only do extremes. He can get on my LAST nerve, but honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way.

Warnings:

Smut, Fluff and Smut, Light Angst, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Jax Teller, Accidental Voyeurism, Oral Sex, Sex, Rough Sex, Marriage, Pregnancy

Notes:

Hello Heathens! This is my first Jax fic although I'm a massive SOA fan. So be kind. (This was my first Jax fic 😊) Happy Reading!

Banner by @cafekitsune Divider by @firefly-graphics

5 Missed Calls from JT 🐺

🌖Little Moon🌔 : I'm working Jackson. Why on earth are you blowing up my phone? JT 🐺 : I'm Sorry  LM: Okay JT: Just okay? That's it? LM: What do you want a medal or something for doing the bare minimum when you did wrong?  JT: C'mon dont be like that darlin'.  LM: Don't. I know you're bored at the club house. So what is it you really want? What are you trying to sweet talk me into? JT: Just wanted to see my pretty Omega and since I'm stuck here I thought a picture or two might tide me over.  LM: Seriously?  JT: You know I’m serious. LM: Find some Beta crow eater to feed your need to see flesh. You’ve always been good at that. JT: That won’t satisfy the craving. I’m fiending for you. Always you. LM: I don't have time for this. JT: Just one picture. Take a bathroom break.  JT: Where did you go? JT: I just want to see my Omega. Please, darlin’. I’ll do that thing with my tongue later. LM:  

Now leave me be. And you would have done that thing with your tongue anyway. I set up the couch for you tonight if you decide to come home. 

JT: Damn. It’s like that? LM: It’s like that. Balls in your court Teller. I’m not the one needing to earn forgiveness.

“I know that face.” Opie said with a smirk. “Someone is in the doghouse again. What’d you do this time?”

“Terra stopped by the house this morning to thank me for helping her with her flat tire last night.” He mumbles out as he lights up a cigarette.

“And?” Opie asks.

“And I may not have told Lulu about it when I got home late because of it.” He exhales a breath of smoke.

“Ooh.” Op winces. “That was a really dumb move man.” He shakes his head. “She’s the chillest woman you’ve ever been with it. But that only works when you don’t blindside her. Tara knew what she was doing showing up this morning like that. What’d Lu do?”

“She’s the one that opened the door and let her in when she asked for me with damn coffee and donuts in her hand.” He stomps out his cigarette. “She stayed calm and went about her normal morning routine while Tara thanked me and I escorted her out.”

“She was calm?”

“Yup.” 

“Fuck man. What happened when the door closed?”

“She sat at the table with her coffee and grabbed a donut. She then told me ‘Such a gentleman and a baddass. Lucky me to have snagged such an Alpha. If only he knew to keep me up to date on happenings with his crazy exes.’ Gave me a kiss and then rushed off to get ready for the day.”

“Why the fuck are you here then?” Opie Inquires.

“She’s working. Told me the couch is ready for me tonight if I come home.”

“Damn I do not wish I were you right now. You have some groveling to do Prez.”

“Don’t I know it. Thankfully I know just how to diffuse her.”

You're getting ready to leave work and head home when your besties number shows up on your phone. You pick up and before you can even say hello she's going a mile a minute. 

"You're still coming tonight. No excuses. Dress hot as shit too. Get Jax back for that Tara bullshit. I know for a fact that Ari is in town."

“Hello to you too Diamond.” You finally get out as you climb into your Chevelle. “I wasn’t going to bail on you tonight. I just wanted something low key but if you have a plan in mind I’m all for it. You know petty is my love language.”

“I’m thinking, O’ Sheas.” 

“We always go to O’ Sheas.”

“Duh. But tonight Ari will be there. I’m sure he’ll be looking for an Omega to get lost in.” She remarks. “He is the idiot that let you get away. If he spots you I’m sure he’ll be begging for another piece.”

“I know you didn't forget that Jax is in fact my Alpha.”

“Of course I didn’t.” She replies. “I’m just saying give the Prez a taste of his own medicine. You don’t have to sleep with him. Just be your charming self is all.”

“I’m only agreeing to go because a drink is just what I need to forget this day.” You say as you pull into your driveway. “I’m not entertaining this Ari nonsense. If he’s there, then he’s there. I’m just looking to get inebriated enough to just knock straight out when I get home. Lord knows I sleep like shit when I’m alone.”

“Jax not coming home tonight?”

“More like I relegated him to the couch.”

“Understandable. I’ll let you get ready. Pick you up in like an hour or so.”

“Sounds good.”

You’re leaning over your built-in vanity, applying highlighter to your cheeks, clad in an olive green lingerie set, your favorite thigh high knit stockings keeping you warm, singing along to Mary J Blige. “My whole world’s, Up. Side. Dooooown.” Your hips sway to the beat as you really get into the song. You glance up into the mirror and spot Jax leaning against the door frame, just admiring the view.

“Singing ‘bout me, little moon?” He husks out.

“I plead the fifth.” You deadpan, turning your eyes back to your reflection.

He steps up behind you, ghosting his fingers along your exposed skin. “Got plans tonight, Omega?” He whispers into your ear.

You swallow but attempt to hold your ground. “Just hitting O’ Sheas with Diamond. Nothing special.” You shrug.

“Hmm.” He takes a step back. “I better get to it then.”

“Get to what?” You turn on your heel towards him as he cages you in.

"These panties have got to go.” He tugs on the waistband against your hip. “Hold on to the counter and lift your ass up for me." You instinctively follow his command. 

Not wasting a second Jax practically rips the fabric from your skin. “Much better.” 

He sinks down to his knees so that his handsome face and your glistening folds are level with each other. Eyes hooded, pupils dilated, he scents your arousal in the air, licking his lips. “Fuck. Look at you Omega. Perfect little pussy leaking all this slick for me.” He licks a stripe up your folds to your swollen clit, moaning in delight at the sweetness flowing onto his tongue. “God, I missed the taste of you on my tongue.”

"It hasn't even been a day since your last meal." You whimper out. 

"Too long. Plus I have an apology to make." He growls out. 

You find yourself threading your fingers through his golden locks for balance as he begins to really go to town. Feasting on you as if he’ll perish if he does not consume every ounce of you. He sinks two fingers into your center. You can’t help but grind against his face, fucking yourself with his fingers. He curls them just so, hitting that sweet spongy spot that has you seeing stars. Eliciting a long guttural moan as your sweet nectar spills, making quite the mess all over the lower half of his face.

You release his hair as he lifts his face from between your thighs, lips shining and beard covered in your juices, looking like the cat that got the cream. You wanted to allow your anger to persist, but the endorphin high with an oxytocin chaser that you just experienced is wavering your resolve. 

You place your palms on his cheeks, pulling him up to grace him with a deep kiss, enjoying the taste of yourself on his tongue. “Get up Alpha.” You speak against his lips. 

Once he is standing between your open thighs you undo his belt and zipper. You reach in, wrapping your hand around his base, giving him a slow pump, granting you a low groan, before pulling out his beautifully thick cock.  

"Turn around ‘mega. Hands on the sink. Eyes on me in the mirror. I want you to watch me ruin you baby." You turn around, taking your time placing your hands on the counter. He smacks your ass once, in warning. 

You push your hips back as you lean forward. This is when he chooses to tease you, rubbing his dick up and down your soaked folds. Tapping his head against your clit several times before sinking in slowly until his tip kisses your cervix, giving you a moment to adjust to his size stretching you out. 

Feeling full of your Alpha you subconsciously begin to undulate your hips, looking for friction, as you lock eyes with him in the mirror. "Alpha, please. Fuck me. I don't think I can stand this much longer. Feels too good when you're so deep inside me." 

He growls at your plea, fisting your hair and pulling. Forcing you to arch you back further to keep your eyes locked in the mirror. 

He pulls back, slamming in as he begins a punishing pace, fucking you hard and deep. His balls slap against your swollen clit with every thrust making you see spots from the pure ecstasy of it all. Your staring into the mirror, watching his face as he grunts, swears and groans while he fucks all the tension and anger from you from behind. 

You watch as he throws his head back, letting out a growl you can feel vibrate against your skin. "Fuck Omega, your pussy is just so damn tight. Feel so good wrapped around my dick. Ready to cum for me again? I need to feel ya squeezin’ me, trying to pop my knot and milk me dry."

"Yes.” You whimper out. “Please, Alpha. I’m close. So, so close." You’re uncaring of how needy you sound at the moment. The man really had a knack for turning you into a hormonal mess whenever he felt the need.

Your plea’s add fuel to his need to consume you, driving him to fuck you even harder. You know you'll most likely be sporting bruises on your hips from the counter, but you’ll deal with that fun little reminder later. Hand still wrapped up in your hair, his grip tightens, the pleasured pain sending you head first over the edge into the bliss of another orgasm. 

"Don't close your eyes, ‘mega. Look at yourself.” He grits out. “See how gorgeous you look when you come undone for me." You let out a primal wailing moan as your pussy clamps down on his cock and your legs begin to shake. He smacks your ass with his free hand before taking hold of your hip, continuing to fuck you as you ride the waves of your orgasm.

When your walls stop their rhythmic suffocation of his cock, he slows down, taking his time to fuck you nice and deep. Hitting all your sweet spots. Cresting into the zone of overstimulation you begin to squirm against him again. 

He watches, as his cock sinks in and out of your swollen and dripping folds. Hypnotized by how well you take his dick and still remain so goddamn tight. His hips instinctively pick up the pace, once again. "I'm close, Omega. Gonna fill ya up so good, you’ll still be leaking for days" He grunts out, accompanied by harsh thrusts.

"FUCK!” You shout. “Yes. Please, yes. Want all of you Alpha." Is all you can manage to mumble out as you arch your back deeper, preparing to take his seed deep into your womb.

He continues on, setting a pace that just makes your brain go fuzzy and every nerve-ending sing in pleasure.

“Fuuuck.” He grunts out. “My cock drunk little omega. Pussy’s gripping me so damn tight baby. She doesn't want to let me go.”

You just nod and whisper out. “Please. Full.” Lost in a sea of sensation, your mind is not able to formulate more than two words in your current state, other than moans, whimpers and wails of pleasure. You’re flying a serotonin high you are not ready to come down from yet.

That was all the validation he needed to hear to stop holding back and pop his knot, releasing his seed deep into your waiting womb. Painting the walls white with rope after rope of his spend. 

Locked tight on his knot, time seemed to stand still, it felt like he was pouring everything he had into you, his cock gave it’s final twitch and he collapsed onto your back. Caging you in as he rains kisses along your shoulders.

That’s when you hear a round of applause come from the doorway. “GOTDAMN Girl! Now I get why he gets away with so much."

You burst into laughter at the situation. Unashamed over what they caught you doing in the comfort of your home. No one told her to let herself in with the key you gave her for emergencies.

“That was the hottest shit I have ever seen and we produce porn.” Juice blurts out.

“Hope you took some notes than, Juicy.” Jax snarks. “Now get the fuck out of my house so I can fully finish apologizing to my woman. Sorry Diamond but she’s staying in tonight.”

“Come on Juice.” Diamond turns to the still gawking biker. “Looks like your my date for tonight. I’m not wasting this outfit cus my girl is so easily dickmatized by her Alpha.”

She latches on to his Kutte and drags him back down the hall out of the house.

Jax knot has gone down enough at this point for him to tenderly slip out of you. A trail of his cum begins leaking down your thigh. He collects it on his fingers and pushes it back inside, making you moan and push back against him.

“I’m going to keep you full until I am fully forgiven for my stupidity.” He pulls his fingers out and places them before you face. You open your mouth and clean them of your combined essences. 

“I hope you carbo loaded at the Club then Alpha.” You tease. “You have a ways to go to remain out of the dog house.”

He lifts you up into his arms and walks into your bedroom. “I’ll be sure to do my worst.”

That night took a turn you could not have expected. You want to blame it on the hormone high but that would be a weak cop out when in reality you always would have said yes. 

While recovering from your escapades, enjoying all the lovely chemicals coursing through your veins, Jax asked you to be his old lady in every way. “You’re already my mate” He runs his fingers along the freshly renewed bite along your collarbone. “Let’s make this all the way official and head down to the courthouse and make it legal.”

“You’re serious.”

“100%”

“Okay. We’re going to need witnesses though.” You reply

“Easy. Op and Diamond.” He reaches for his phone and calls Op. You pick up yours to text D to meet you at the courthouse in the morning.

That’s how you found yourself in a sundress with a newly signed marriage license cuddled up with your now husband in the kitchen, waiting for Happy to show up to tattoo your ring finger. 

“Gemma is gonna flip when she finds out.” Opie states calmly as he takes a puff of his cigarette.

“Who cares what Gemma thinks.” You shrug. “She was always on team, not me, anyway. This was for us not her.”

“She’s just going to have to get over it whenever the news hits her.” Jax adds.

“She might have forgiven you Jackson. But your still on shit list. I’m not so easily swayed.” Diamond declares. “Though this move has given you some points. Making her glow like that will always get you points with me.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Jax responds.

Twelve weeks after your Alpha’s apology and your subsequent nuptials thereafter, the club was dealing with some backlash from a new MC trying to make a name for themselves in the streets. Wanting to keep his men and their families safe, Jax has called a lockdown.

The compound and clubhouse was filled with families, children trying to find a way to deal with the boredom, running around making nuisances of themselves. The volume of so many voices alone was overwhelming, not to mention the haze of cigarette smoke that permeates the air. You’d been feeling queasy for days and the stench of bad perfume wafting off the crow eaters as you tried to make lunch had bile slowly rising up your throat.

“You doin okay there Sweetheart?” Gemma asks, watching you waver slightly on your feet.

“I’ll be fine.” You reply. “Just not feeling my best today. It’ll pass. I think I might go lay down for a bit though if I’m not needed here.”

“We got it Sug.” Luann blurts out before Gemma could give you the third degree. “These crow eaters need to learn to be useful for something other than sucking dick anyway.” 

“Thanks.” You give her a tight smile. “If you need any more help, please don't hesitate to come get me.” You rush out of the kitchen before anyone can object and head down the hall to Jax’s room. You’ve unbuttoned your tight jeans and are in the process of sliding the denim down your legs when the door opens. 

“Everything okay ‘mega?” Are the first words out of Jax’s mouth. “Op saw you booking it pretty fast out the kitchen.” He closes the door behind him, walking up to you as you're stepping out of your pants. 

“I’m fine now.” You wrap your arms around his shoulders. “Just needed to get away from the stench of Crow Eater.” 

He places his hands on your hips, pushing up your loose shirt, one of his old beat up SAM CROW’s, thumbs tracing your lower stomach. “They still given you a hard time with smells?” He asks.

“They are.” You nod your head. “It’s mainly the perfume that sets me off. Thankfully it’s supposed to ease up soon. I don’t think I could handle a full nine months of feeling like this.”

He lowers himself to his knees, where his head is in line with your non-existent bump. “Listen here pup. You’re already causing your mama problems and I can’t have that. I’mma need ya to calm your shit down or we’re both gonna be in for it when you get out.” You chuckle at his antics as he reprimands his progeny growing in your womb.

He has been nothing short of amazing since you found out last week that you were expecting your first pup. His apology sure left its mark. It’s a bit sooner than you both were expecting but it’s exciting nonetheless.

“Such a big strong Alpha, on his knees, pleading with his unborn child. Whatever shall I do with you.” You run your fingers through his hair as the door is slammed open. You both turn to find Gemma standing in the doorway, Opie behind her with a look of defeat on his face.

“Sorry guys. I caught her snooping near the door and before I could get a chance to shoo her away she gasped and threw open the door.” He shakes his head.

“You're pregnant?!” She hollers at you. “I knew something was up. That why you marked her?”

“Mom.” Jax stands up. “I’m gonna need ya to calm the fuck down. That’s not only my Omega, but my wife and the mother of your unborn grandchild, your screeching at. She’s already feeling like crap. I’m not about to have you stressing her out too. Either accept this and be happy or get out our faces.” He huffs.

Stunned not only that her son is speaking to her like this but that somehow he got married and didn't even inform her. “You got married? Was that before or after you knocked her up?”

“Watch it.” He growls. “Not that it is really any of your business but we just recently found out she was pregnant. Must have happened around our wedding day. Not that it matters. She was always going to be mine. Knew it from the moment her scent hit my nose.”

“Why didn't you tell me you were getting married?” She asks.

“Because I knew how you’d act and I didn't want you pulling any of your tricks.” Jax deadpans.

“I know what you think about me Gemma.” You speak up. “And you're wrong. I have only ever wanted what was best for your son. My Alpha. Now that we’ve started our own family, you can choose to let your misconceptions of me go and be a part of this little pups life when they arrive. Or you can double down and miss out on all the wonders a new life brings to a family. The decision is yours.” 

“Damn.” You hear Opie mutter out.

“If you think for one second I’m risking not being in my first grandbabies life, you're sorely mistaken honey.” Gemma states. “I’ll behave. I’d say welcome to the family but you’ve already been here awhile apparently.”

“See that wasn't that hard.” Jax teases before turning to you. “Can we tell everybody now. I think they all could use some good news.”

You sigh. “Fine. But can I get a nap first.” You negotiate. “I know they’ll want to celebrate and chit chat. If I don’t get some rest I may just snap at the first person to try and touch my belly.”

They all laugh. “Alright, little moon. We can take a nap.” He kisses your forehead, then turns to his mother. “Don’t say a word until we come out later. I mean it mom.”

“I’m not gonna blab.” She relents. “Wouldn’t want to deal with your wrath having upset your Omega. Been there with your father when I was pregnant with John. Wouldn’t wish that on anybody.”

“C’mon Gemma.” Opie pulls her out the room, slowly closing the door. “I’ll keep an eye out Prez.” 

“Thanks Op.” He pulls you close, giving you a loving kiss. “I love you Omega.”

“Love ya too Alpha.” You kiss him back, pulling him towards the bed where you had previously made a haphazard nest, so you could cuddle up and get some much needed rest with your perfect pain the ass Alpha.

[borahaerhy]

Gone (end) - jjk

Summary: You and your childhood best friend, Jungkook, have grown apart over the years, although you still have the same overbearing fun-loving bestie, Aria, that really wants her best friends talking again, something neither of you really want to be apart of until Aria goes missing, and the only other person that could help you find her is the one you've spent years avoiding.

Pairing: Jungkook x Female Reader

Genre: Best friends to enemies (ish?) to lovers, High School AU, eventual smut, slow burn

Warnings: Time skip, descriptions on how everyone's dealing with trauma, way too much fucking fluff, obscenely fluffy smut, protected sex (bc that's cool), slight dirty talk, lots of eye contact, very vanilla, sappy ass ending :)

Word Count: 1.7K

Previous

Six Months Later

You pulled your keys out of your pocket as you walked down the long hallway leading to your apartment, twirling the keyring between your fingers before you picked the right key out of the lineup and slid it into the lock. The inside of your apartment was still pretty empty, a small sofa, coffee table and TV sitting in the living room, no decorations in the living room or the small kitchen; just unpacked boxes covering various surfaces. 

You smiled thoughtfully to yourself; happy to finally be moving into the next chapter of your life. “Jungkook!” you called out, but you were only met with silence. You furrowed your eyebrows slightly, a slight pang of anxiety coursing through you as you slipped your shoes off and set your bag down on the floor. 

“Jungkook?” You walked carefully through your house, moving silently as you made your way back to the bedroom, and then the bathroom; Jungkook being nowhere in sight. The slight pang of anxiety grew exponentially as you ran around your new home looking everywhere for him. Suddenly, while searching the hallway closet, you heard the unmistakable sound of your front door opening. 

You stepped back into the living room right as the front door closed softly, Jungkook closing it as quietly as possible after seeing your shoes and bag sitting on the ground. Your anxieties faded as you watched him try to slowly turn around, his eyes meeting yours as a guilty look spread over his red face. “Why are you wearing gym clothes?” You questioned, a new concern taking over you. 

“You know, funny story-” You groaned lightly as you started walking toward him. “I didn’t think you were supposed to be home for another twenty minutes?” He questioned you, arms suddenly crossed and hip cocked out as he looked you up and down; as if you were the one being sneaky. 

“You just got shot, Jungkook, you’re not supposed to be doing any strenuous activities for at least another month, you’re going to hurt yourself-” 

“No strenuous activities? Then what do you consider sex-” 

“That’s different and you know it,” Your face suddenly started heating up, but you pulled him down to hug you before he could notice. He chuckled into your hair as he wrapped his arms around you, melting into each other as you did every time you saw each other. “You smell, go take a shower; Aria’s coming over for dinner, she’ll be here in an hour,” He scoffed, feigning hurt before he pulled away from the hug, his hand meeting your jaw to guide you lips to his. 

“You love it,” He smirked as you broke apart before he kissed your forehead and ran back to the bathroom. 

-

“So, naturally, when a bunch of drunk people are in charge of the bonfire, it got way too big, and thanks to the dry season it started spreading-”

“That’s how bonfire’s are supposed to be,” Jungkook nods in agreeance, his movement nonchalant as if this was the most expected turn this story could’ve taken. 

“I don’t think that’s the right takeaway from this story-” 

“So, obviously, the cops get called because it spread into the neighbors yard, and none of us had any hope of being able to put it out; someone threw vodka on it trying to put it out, but instead the lost their eyebrows-” 

“You know if nothing else, I thought what happened would make you want to sit still for five minutes and just enjoy the smaller things in life, but nope. You’re still fucking insane, Ari,” You spoke and she giggled, bringing the glass she was drinking from up to her lips to take a drink. 

“And I wouldn’t have it any differently,” She smiled again before she continued telling her story, mostly to Jungkook, who seemed much more interested in her antics than you did. 

Aria was much more affected by what happened than she ever let on, but you were glad she still acted like her. She’d been through so much throughout her life that she’d mastered the art of acting like nothing happened. It may not be the healthiest coping skill, but it works for her. 

She speaks to a therapist twice a week; you all do. Some days she struggles more than others, but some days, she’s somehow still miraculously as upbeat and outgoing as she always has been. 

Jungkook’s changed, his anxiety high anytime you’re out in public or there’s an unexplained noise. He’s even more protective of Aria and you now, if that’s even possible. He all-but begged Aria to move into your guest room when we signed the lease, but she’s always been independent. 

And you somehow were still holding up better than the others. You were anxious, sure, but you had always been, so there’s not much of a change there. Authority figures are more intimidating, loud noises startling and a general dislike of burning buildings, but aside from that, everything was normal. Jungkook was normal. Aria was normal. You were normal. 

“Why don’t you let that sit until tomorrow?” Jungkook’s voice was low as he wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing the space right below your ear softly. Aria had just left - Insisting that she shouldn’t keep her dog waiting any longer. 

“If you plan on scrubbing the dishes clean when you wake up, then sure,” You smiled, leaning into his embrace as you pulled your hands out of the sink and dried them off before putting the towel back down on the counter and turning around, wrapping your arms around Jungkook’s neck. 

“I’d love to,” He grinned, his warm eyes looking down at you lovingly, an odd sense of calm surrounding you. He leaned down and kissed you, the same gentle kiss from back in the hotel room. You deepened the kiss, pulling him closer to you as you tangled your fingers in his smooth locks. He hummed into you before he picked you up, hooking his hands under your thighs and pulling them to wrap around his waist, his lips not leaving yours. 

“Jungkook, you’re going to hurt yourself-” You attempted to wiggle from his grasp, but he only held onto you tighter. 

“The more you fight me the longer it’s going to take me to walk us to our room, but I’m not putting you down,” He smirked at you, standing in the middle of the kitchen holding you like he had all the time in the world. To be fair he did, jobless prick- 

You groaned but stopped moving, wrapping your legs more firmly around his waist before he started back down the hall. He kicked the door closed behind him, his lips back on your before you even made it back to the bedroom, and gently put you down on the bed before he crawled on top of you. You wrapped yourselves around each other, his arms both under you to hold you closer to him. 

The feeling whenever you were with him was almost indescribable. All your worries and anxieties just seemed to melt away and the only thing that mattered anymore was him. His touch was so gentle and so warm it spread throughout your entire body; every look he gave you melted you into the overwhelming feeling of safety and comfort. 

And while he melted you, you melted him; the blush that always crept across your face after you caught him staring, the way your hands were always so soft and gentle with him. He was addicted to you, the way you say his name and hold his hands; your incessant nagging about his safety and the sarcastic comments he’d once loathed were now almost poetic to him. 

When it was just the two of you, you were all that mattered. 

His lips grazed gently down your neck, his fingertips ghosting over your ribs as if they were still broken as your hands traveled up his shirt, his warm skin begging to be pressed against you. Your shirts were both gone in an instant, his mouth coming back down to meet your chest as he unclipped your bra, throwing it to the floor with your shirts. 

Jungkook pulled himself away from your chest and brought his hands up to cup your cheeks, his nose brushing against yours and his loving eyes darted between yours. “I love you,” His voice was small and vulnerable; a side of him only you saw. You kissed him softly, bringing your eyes back to his as you parted. 

“I love you too,” He smiled, almost giddy before he kissed you again, gently for a moment before they grew needier, wanting more and more from each other. One of his hands unbuttoned your ants as the other pulled a condom out of the bedside drawer - one of the few things that’s already put away. 

Needy kisses turned desperate and seconds later he was sliding into you, groaning gently as he rested his forehead on yours. You hummed out a moan as your hands held his face, his cock fully pushed into you before he gently starts rocking into you. “You’re perfect,” He mumbled into your lips, his hands running softly along your stomach and hips. 

You moaned out as his finger landed on your clit, his thrusts speeding up as his face gets buried in your neck, sloppy wet kisses left along your collarbone. You pulled his hair lightly as you wrapped your legs around his waist, hooking your ankles together to pull him further into you. 

“Jungkook,” You moaned out, the bed creaking from under you from the power of his thrusts. “I’m gonna-” 

“Fuck baby, please cum for me,” He kissed you hungrily, his fingers and hips moving faster against you until you unfold around him, holding onto him tightly as you repeatedly call out his name. He follows you, your pussy clenching around him sending him into his own orgasm. He stilled inside of you, resting his weight on you as he kisses you softly. “Are you okay?” he asks as he lifts his head up to look at the ribs that healed months ago. 

“I’m great, Kook,” You giggle, bringing his attention back up to you. “Are you?” You ask softly, eyes wide as you search him for any signs of discomfort. 

��Of course,” He kisses you softly, rolling off of you and pulling you onto his chest as he lets out a slight groan of satisfaction. “I’m always okay when I’m with you.” 

It turns out you were right all those years ago on the playground. 

It’s just you against the world.

-

Note: AAHHHH IT'S FINALLY THE END!

I'm so sorry that that took me literally forever to finish, I just didn't really want to say goodbye, you know?

I hope you enjoyed the ending, and thank you so much for sticking with me the whole way through. This story is my baby, and I honestly can't wait to keep working on it.

I love you <3

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[izloveshorses]

I didn't teach her that...

canon compliant act ii missing scene, 1.4k. we can never get enough of dimya in their besties era <3 (also on ao3)

The hotel was nice, to say the least. 

Dmitry felt a little like a fish out of water, to be honest, since he had never known such luxury. The lobby alone was grand with its tall marble columns and massive paintings adorning the walls and rich ladies with Chanel on their shoulders and heavy doses of perfume lingering in the air. He and Vlad had found a place to purchase new shirts and trousers and shoes for the pair of them and Anya had a new dress and some kitten heels, needing to look the part of suitable patrons for such an establishment. This was Paris, after all. And since they were right on the Seine, they needed to fit in. 

Vlad had some stipulations to discuss with the concierge before they went out to eat, so Dmitry found a spot on the plush love seat, content with watching the busy Parisians enter and exit. Anya was too excited to sit still. 

“Oh, look!” she said before she even sat down. She’d been saying that nearly all day, Dmitry didn’t have the heart to tell her he didn’t know how many more famous paintings he had in him, but instead he watched as she moved towards a shiny black piano as grand as the lobby. 

As if transfixed, Anya’s fingers ghosted over the top of the instrument. Dmitry didn’t see any signs and no one stopped them, so he didn’t try to stop her when she sat on the leather seat and opened the fallboard, revealing a row of ivory white keys. Her fingers ran over the keys and then tentatively pressed down on one. Nobody intervened at the sound of the single note. So she plucked a few more, like a child learning to walk. Dmitry grinned. She was always so easily entertained, it was endearing. 

And then out of nowhere, Anya started playing a song, a real song, the melody sounding eerily familiar and new all at once, slowly at first, and then with the surprising confidence of a pianist playing with a full piece orchestra behind her. 

His eyebrows rose. He hadn’t expected that. From across the lobby, he and Vlad made eye contact, equally amazed. I didn’t teach her that, Vlad said with just a mere shrug. 

When the song finished— or when she ran out of notes— Dmitry asked, “Where did you learn that?” 

“I don’t know,” she answered, as if coming out of a trance. He felt stupid for asking. But she didn’t seem lost in a memory, unreachable and haunted, like what had happened countless times since he’d known her. Her eyes were bright and clear, not cloudy with the haze of distant dreams. “I couldn’t tell you who taught me, but I can tell you this was Debussy.”

Dmitry didn’t know what she was talking about, but she tossed a wicked grin over her shoulder and curled her finger at him, beckoning him closer. He hesitated, just for a moment. But how could he resist? His feet pulled him to the open space next to her on the leather stool. Her body was warm against his. She tapped another song, much smoother and shorter, sounding like purple flowers and summer time. 

“This is Beethoven,” she said over the music. Dmitry still didn’t know how to respond, so he just sat dumbly with his hands in his lap. 

It was good to see her like this. She had always been so somber, so grave, so serious. She did carry a certain warmth or joy within her, sure, but back in Russia she had to set that aside for the sake of pragmatism and survival. Now she seemed lighter. Easier. Less tired. Perhaps this was who Anya really was, deep down, when she didn’t have to worry about finding her next meal. Dmitry wondered what type of person Paris would reveal him to be. Who he was without strife.

“I don’t know how you do that,” he finally said when she slowed. 

“It’s easy, here,” she took his wrist and angled his hand over the keys. 

He panicked. “Oh, I wouldn’t want to ruin it.” 

She gave him an unimpressed look. “We’ll play a different song, this one’s a duet.” She manipulated his hand until he was hovering over the correct keys. “Just play this,” she tapped out a simple, one-handed pattern on a set of keys closer to her, “until we’re done.” 

His ears burned, but he did as told, clumsily until it was smooth enough to satisfy her. And then she started a melody in time with his, something plucky and simple and joyful that made her smile with her tongue between her teeth and his own lips tug. 

“It’s a waltz,” she explained as the melody began to repeat itself for a second verse. 

He bit his lip, concentrating on the four notes he was instructed to play. “Maybe this song would’ve helped our dancing.”

She giggled. “Maybe.”

It was a simple song, really. Could’ve repeated for hours or stopped after a single verse. Dmitry thought about messing up on purpose so her hand would have to touch his again, but he thought that was a little pathetic so he didn’t. 

“How do you remember the notes without sheet music?” he asked eventually. 

“It’s not about the notes, necessarily, it’s…” she stopped playing, and so did he, and the silence was abrupt and yawning. “More like muscle memory. Like my body remembers.” 

He nodded. 

“I don’t think I liked playing,” she said in the quiet. The statement was so absurd he laughed. “The lessons must’ve always been awfully inconvenient and tedious.” 

“Well, you’re very good.”

She waved a hand. “These are simple songs. It’s not that impressive.” 

“Still, I don’t think I would make a very good musician. Clumsy fingers.”

“Nonsense. You played this waltz well,” she insisted. 

“Only because you taught me.” 

That made her eyebrows rise. He felt a flush in his neck when he realized what he said, but it was too late to walk it back, so he just stared down at his hands stupidly. This kept happening. Whatever you wanted to call it. No, it wasn’t quite flirting, not yet, but they were toeing that line closer and closer each day. Dmitry couldn’t decide if Anya was amused or delighted by his attempts or what. He couldn’t figure it out. Because, sometimes, he dared to believe she was almost-flirting right back. 

And then a wave of either bravery or stupidity washed over him when he asked, “What was that you were playing a minute ago…”

“Beethoven? Here,” she took his hands again, and he had to bite his lip to keep his smile small, while she showed him what patterns to play. 

He tried focusing on their hands, tried memorizing which keys to press, but he mostly just watched her. The way her brow knit with concentration, lip between her teeth, smile quirking at the corners when he hit a wrong note. Even though they were playing music there was still a quietness about it, something undemanding and soft. Her hands were so small but her fingers still managed to reach all the notes she needed. 

“Well,” Vlad appeared out of nowhere, startling both Dmitry and Anya enough to make their hands— and shoulders, and hips, and sides— spring apart, “aren’t you full of lovely surprises, my dear.”

Anya smiled up at him. Dmitry had never been more irritated with his friend. 

“Shall we go to dinner, maestro?”

Anya giggled and accepted the hand he offered to help her up. “Where are we going?”

“I had to ask the concierge if my favorite cafe is still around. It is not, unfortunately. But he recommended a spot on the way to Little Russia.”

Without Anya sitting next to him, Dmitry felt the piano bench was much too wide, so he stood. “We’re still going to the Neva Club?” he asked. “What happened to the old man complaining about his aching feet the entire way here?” 

To his satisfaction, Anya gave him a private, amused smile. She agreed. He liked it when she agreed with him. 

“It’s the Parisian air,” Vlad deadpanned. “I feel ten years younger already.” 

Anya and Dmitry shared one more secret, microscopic smile as they followed their friend to the brasserie. But his thoughts still lingered on that piano, floating there like the notes echoing over the lobby. He wondered if he could get Anya back there again. If she would like it if he bought her some sheet music. If he would be silently tapping out the notes Anya taught him on the table for a long while. 

[forget-you-morelike-fuck-you]

Heartwork- E.M. Pt. 9

You confront Eddie after he's been avoiding you.

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TW- 18+ Minors DNI, smut, oral (F receiving), pnv, protected sex (wrap before you tap, besties <3), pet names (really just "pretty"), cursing, slight drinking, mention of smoking, a lil bit of angst but mostly ends up fluffy (lmk if I forgot anything!)

Pairings- Eddie X Reader

Word Count- 2,989

(Gifs not mine, credit to owner!)

When you pull up to the small house, you see Eddie’s car in the driveway, and you take a deep breath to try to calm your nerves. You park on the street, thinking of what you want to say before you take the key out of the ignition and walk with conviction to the front door, rapping on it a few times before stepping back, your heart pounding in your chest.  

When Eddie opens the door-- gloriously shirtless, you notice-- his eyes widen in surprise as he sees you, and he pushes the screen door open to step closer. “Y/N... What are you doing here?” You breathe in to speak, but all of the words you were planning on saying fly out of your mind. 

“I- Wayne gave me your address.” You try to keep your eyes on his face rather than letting them wander to his toned, tattooed torso, but it’s definitely a difficult task. “I- I miss you, Eddie,”  

Eddie sighs, looking away from your face, and you can feel your chest tighten in fear. What if he doesn’t want to see you? 

“Do you want to come in?” Eddie relents, his eyes softening, and steps back to give you space to enter. You nod gently and step forward over the threshold, looking around. It’s cleaner than you expected, though the incense-weed combo smell still lingers. You remember how his room was always a mess, covered in dirty clothes and empty cups, bottles, pizza boxes... The door closes with a thud behind you and you turn around to look back at Eddie. 

He looks tired, but freshly showered. You expect he’s just gotten home from work not too long ago. He looks toward the living room and gestures for you to sit. “Do you want something to drink? I’ve got some beer, coke, water...?”  

“I’ll take a beer, sure.” You walk over and sit on the couch, trying to relax. You expected it to be awkward, sure, after everything that happened the last time you saw him, but this is ridiculous. Someone could mistake you for a stranger if they walked in. Eddie returns with two beers and hands one to you, sitting just a couple feet away on the couch next you.  

“So...” Eddie begins. “I guess you want to talk about what happened?” His voice is soft, like he’s embarrassed or ashamed. His eyes are glued firmly to the drink in his hands.  

“Yeah,” You begin. “I just... Why, um,” You can’t find the right words without sounding too desperate or accusatory. “Why did you stop?” You take a long swig from the bottle, hoping to find some courage in it.  

Eddie shifts uncomfortably in his seat. “I was drunk. And you were drunk. And, I couldn’t take advantage of you. I could never live with myself. So, I stopped.” You look back down at your hands as he finishes. 

“Oh,” You take another drink, breathing in deep as you steel yourself for his reply. “So, did you not want to... just, in general?” He jerks his head toward you, confusion written on his face. 

“I- I never said that.” He asserts, “I just didn’t think you would have, if you were sober,”  

“That’s not true,” you squeak. Your heart is in your throat as a spike of fear streaks through your gut. You fidget your fingers on the glass of the bottle. You feel Eddie’s eyes on you, and you chance a glance up at him. The look on his face is one of bewilderment, like he would never have expected you to say that, but beneath that is something you can’t quite place. 

“What?” he asks, turning his body toward you. You want so badly to touch him, to shake him by the shoulders and shout Yes! I’ve been going crazy about you since we saw each other in that bar! But you hold back, and simply nod, giving a small smile. 

“I- um... Y/BFF/N called me again today. And I was talking to her and I got so mad because she said some stupid thing and—it doesn’t matter. The point is, I was standing there, thinking about how you didn’t deserve to be treated like that. You deserve the world, because you are one of the best people I have ever known. You’re my best friend, my only friend in the whole world right now after that shitshow of a phone call, and I really meant it when I said that you were the best thing that’s ever happened to me. And since I got back—since we’ve been seeing each other again— I’ve been realizing that that doesn’t just extend to the feelings that I have for you as my best friend. You are kind, and funny, and as childish as it sounds, I also happen to find you incredibly attractive and if you don’t feel the same way, that’s okay, I can get over it. But what I can’t get over is losing the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” Eddie puts his drink down on the table next to him and moves closer to you, your knees just touching. Electricity crackles through the air between you as Eddie moves to place one of his hands on yours. 

He chuckles lightly, relief in his voice. “I um, I don’t know what to say,” You look into his beautiful eyes, dark and warm and soft as he gazes back at you. 

“You...” You flick your eyes down, finding your courage again as you continue, “You don’t have to say anything, if you don’t want to,” You look at him expectantly, waiting for him to make a move. You’ve said your piece, now it’s his turn. 

Slowly, his thumb draws sweet circles on your knuckles. He searches your face for any unsurety, but he won’t find any. You’ve decided what you want. You want him. He starts leaning toward you, and you reciprocate, meeting him in the middle. This kiss is even better than the one you shared last time you saw each other. This one is sure, and steady. Eddie’s lips move firmly against yours, his hands finding your waist to pull you closer. You let him, adjusting your legs so you can close some of this agonizing gap between you. Your hands rake lightly along his back as he gives your bottom lip a gentle nip, making you let out a gentle gasp.  

Eddie squeezes your sides when he hears you, pulling you even closer. Your tongue finds his, and your hands go to hold his face, feeling the slight scratch of stubble beneath your fingers. You’re not close enough to him, and so you take a leap and move so that you’re straddling his waist, never taking your lips away from his. Eddie’s hands move up your shirt and lay flat and firm on your back to keep you stable. 

As Eddie’s lips journey down your cheek, your jaw, your neck, you let out another little sound, between a sigh and a whimper as you peck feather light kisses to his forehead. “I’m so sorry, Y/N,” Eddie whispers against your skin. “I’m not going anywhere ever again,” 

You squeeze Eddie’s body against yours, not knowing what to say, not knowing if you can say anything as this fog of ecstasy clouds your mind. You rake your hands through Eddie’s hair as his lips continue their journey to your collarbones, leaning back slightly so he can reach, then one of his hands moves to graze along the curve of your hip, settling on your ass and giving a light squeeze. A bolt of electricity tears through your core as you feel it, making you tighten your grip on his hair, your head thrown back in pleasure. 

“Eddie,” You gasp. His mouth is drawing sweet patterns across the tops of your breasts when he looks up at you, his eyes wide and doelike, shrouded in a mist of lust. “I need you,” It comes out as a plea, and Eddie smiles softly, returning to your chest for a few more kisses before letting you go. You move off of him and he grabs your hand, pulling you up off of the couch, bringing you in for another kiss as he guides you down the hallway to his bedroom. As soon as the door is closed, Eddie brings his hands to your face and pulls you to him in a rougher kiss as he walks you back toward the edge of his bed. As you sit, he runs his hands up your body, bringing your shirt over your head and tossing it to the side. He kneels in front of you, lips connecting to your belly as his hands roam your sides and back before gently pushing you to lay down. Eddie then reaches the button of your jeans, and your hips move of their own accord as he pulls them off, kissing the tops of your thighs and down your legs, agonizingly slow. You can’t hear exactly what he’s saying as he whispers sweet nothings against your skin, but the feeling of his breath fanning over you is enough to make you need to clench your thighs together, your hips still moving in anticipation. 

He hooks his fingers under the waistband of your panties and hesitates. You look down to see a lightly furrowed brow. “Are you sure you want this?” He asks, his voice soft but serious. You nod, your breath trembling lightly from nerves and excitement. It’s been so long since you’ve been touched this way, let alone by someone you really cared about. 

“I’m sure. Are you?” Eddie responds with his actions, his lips going back to your thighs, kisses feather light as he helps you out of your underwear. You let out a sharp whine as you feel Eddie’s breath on your bare core, and you need to grasp his blanket before he’s even made contact.  

“I just want you to know,” Eddie gives you a flirtatious smile, “It’s been a while since I’ve done this, so I’m sorry if I’m rusty.” You give a giggle between breaths. 

“Me too. I probably won’t notice even if you are.” Eddie kisses your inner thigh, making you gasp sharply. You can’t help the litany of noises that escapes you as Eddie moves closer, his hand coming to rub along the thigh his lips aren’t attached to. Just as you let out a whimper of “Eddie, please,” You feel his mouth, hot and blissful against you. The moan that rips through your chest surprises you, and you can’t help but push your hips harder against his face as you bring your hands to Eddie’s hair, keeping a light grip on his curls. You feel the vibration of Eddie’s voice against you in a moan, his hand tightening on your hip, fingers digging deliciously into the skin there to keep you still. 

He licks a stripe up your pussy with a flat tongue before moving to suck gently on your clit. “God, Y/N,” You bite your lip as Eddie’s voice drips with lust. “You taste amazing,” You pant lightly as he dives back in, licking and sucking up and down as you writhe beneath him. His tongue feels like nothing else you’ve ever experienced. He’s definitely not rusty, he knows exactly what he’s doing.  

He listens to your body. When he finds something you particularly like, he does it over and over and over again until you’re at your breaking point. You grip the sheets like a vice as you near your climax. “That’s it, pretty,” He encourages you, adding his fingers to keep the sensation. “I know you’re close. Let go for me. I want to feel you cum.” You lose it then, your walls pulsing around his fingers as he helps you through your high, lapping you up as you start to come down. You’re left panting as he kisses your thighs a few more times before he gets up to undo his belt buckle. You watch, pupils blown wide as he takes down his pants, and you get your first proper look at him.  

He’s bigger than you would’ve expected, a little curved with nice girth, too. What really makes your mouth water, though, is the shiny drips of precum beading at the head. You can’t help but stare, your eyes moving from his cock to his chest to his face, which looks back at you like you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. He pulls out a foil wrapper from his nightstand and tears it open with his teeth, rolling the condom down his length before climbing on top of you, taking his time as he kisses up your body. You reach behind you and unbuckle your bra, wanting to be as close to him as possible. It lands somewhere to the right of you and Eddie immediately lets his tongue graze over one of your nipples, eliciting a whimper from you. He takes it in his mouth and sucks gently, and you become mesmerized with his tongue as he circles it around, sucking again before languidly dragging his lips to the other side for the same treatment. You can’t help but buck your hips up, just barely feeling the heat of Eddie’s hard cock graze your stomach. One of Eddie’s hands slides up your body, not stopping until he reaches your hand, your fingers intertwine as he brings it above your head. 

“I’m gonna be honest here,” Eddie’s lips are traveling back up to your neck, near your ear as he whispers. “I don’t think I’m going to be able to control myself once I’m inside you.” He trails his lips along to the other side, “So, you tell me what you want me to do, and ’ll do it. Otherwise, I’m afraid I’ll break you,” he lets out a breath of a laugh, sounding almost embarrassed. You bite your lip at his words, the craving for Eddie only getting more intense as the seconds tick past. 

“And what if I want to be broken?” Your free hand finds its way back to Eddie’s face, bringing his lips to yours again for a slow, wanton kiss. As you break, Eddie’s eyes find yours, his free hand coming to cup your cheek like yours on his face. His thumb brushes over your cheekbone as he contemplates your reply, a devilish smile growing.  

“Then who am I to say no to a pretty face like that?” He finally whispers, crashing his lips back into yours. You widen your legs as Eddie’s hand reaches down to position himself at your entrance and pushes himself in. You both moan into each other’s mouths as you feel him stretch you open. Your free hand clings to his back, nails digging in to the skin, foreheads pressing together as you melt into one another. You’re both panting as Eddie wastes no time, his hips snapping against you with a force that makes your breast bounce on your chest. The noises Eddie makes as he buries his face in your hair are downright sinful, and it only spurs your pleasure to hear them. 

Your breath comes in short pants, hands running along his body, craving the feeling of every inch you can touch. Your lips press against the side of Eddie’s face, along his jaw, sucking soft bruises in the skin as you move with each other, finding your rhythm to maximize this utter bliss. Eddie comes to kiss you again, positioning his body a bit differently, and it hits a spot inside you that makes you whine into his mouth. You feel him smile against your lips. “That feel good, sweetheart? Tell me how it feels,” This sends your mind into a frenzy as try to form a coherent thought. 

“You... You feel s-so... So fucking good,” Your pathetic whimper that follows makes Eddie stutter his hips a moment, no doubt trying to stall his release so you can find yours one more time. He picks up his pace, his mouth finding a nipple and sucking harshly. The hand holding his squeezes like a lifeline, your other finding his hair in a gentle pull. You’re getting close now, you can feel the orgasm building in your abdomen. “Eddie,” You whine, “Please... Please don’t stop,” Eddie lets out what sounds like a growl, the hand on your hip tightening to a bruising force. 

“I’m not gonna stop,” He promises between licks. “You’re gonna cum for me.” He says it with such surety. It’s intoxicating, and it gets you that much closer. Your cries become louder as you reach the precipice of your release, and the second Eddie gives a word of encouragement, “Cum for me,” you break, feeling your walls tremble around Eddie’s cock, arching your back as Eddie keeps fucking you through it.  

Moments later, Eddie’s hips stutter against yours, a glorious whimper passing his lips as he cums, thrusting a few more times, deep into you, before stilling, his lips finding yours with wanton need. You kiss like that for a few more minutes, before Eddie gently pulls out of you, both of you still panting as he lays next to you. You look at each other through the messy halo of hair, smiling as your breath returns to normal. “Do you wanna stay the night with me?” Eddie asks. You laugh, turning on your side and brushing the hair out of your faces to see him better.  

“Yeah, I’d like that,” You graze your thumb over his cheek sweetly before a mischievous smile lights up your lips. “Any chance we can do that again before bed, though?” Eddie lets out a hearty laugh, his eyes squinting in joy before moving closer to you, his face hovering next to yours. 

“I think that could be arranged,” He muses, pulling you in for another kiss as you laugh together. 

@corrodedcoffincumslut @haylaansmi @bebe07011

[cringefailvox]

Hello! Fanfic questions! Numbers 15, 26, and 27 for the meteor shower series :D

meteor shower

15. talk about the characters' struggles and how you decided on those.

HOO BOY.

rosie: rosie struggles a lot with Wants To Fix People syndrome that is not helped by her self-awareness about it. she's a meddler, an enabler and a nosy bitch, and these traits lend themselves pretty easily to self-recrimination when she fails to steer a situation in the direction she wanted it to go. she gives herself grace, but she definitely feels responsible for vox and alastor since she introduced them, and since their falling out puts her directly in the middle, she's thrust into the role of mediator, however incidentally. she misses her boys and she wants that closeness back! but she has to come to terms with the fact that while she can try her best, at a certain point, the impetus falls on them to actually listen when she speaks, and it's not her fault that she can't fix everything. girl they need to be making this up to YOU.

vox: anxious attachment issues + rejection sensitive dysphoria + superiority complex + greedy bastard who gets off on exploiting vulnerable people, doesn't understand why his vigilante punitive justice besties hate capitalism when it's so fun + in crippling unrequited love with the radio demon = messy bitch activities. please pick a struggle

alastor: my guy is in the g-ddamn trenches in this series, rip. lots of stuff is wrong with him but in particular, the second installment highlights his struggles with amatonormativity and abandonment issues when he's briefly convinced rosie & vox don't need him anymore now that they're dating (they're not; he's delusional). he struggles a lot with his aroaceness, mostly because he doesn't think he's broken but he does feel bitter and resentful about the prioritization of romance over friendship, and DITITS is just one long relationship anarchy angst fest bc he's so meirl.

26. share your favorite detail(s).

from time has changed the metaphor: i've mentioned this before, but the parallels of rosie calming vox down from a panic attack after the radiostatic divorce / vox calming alastor down from a panic attack after the fight with adam in the exact same way <3

from dragging its tail in the sea: the running joke about the changing painting in alastor's room at cannibal town, because it still makes me giggle every time i re-read it

27. share a piece of lore you made up for the story.

all the little bits about alastor's deal!! i'm a roo truther in my heart and i loved peppering in all the hints and motifs about the eyes, alastor being bound to silence, the idea that she only approached him with a deal when he was at his very lowest + after decades of inflicting low-key psychological torture on him -- oh yeah, delicious. i don't have any concrete ideas about this but i did very much enjoy crafting the Implications

[feralboimurphy]

Benson Boone’s new album has a few Jeric songs on it. I will explain.

Beautiful Things: Jack has OCD (at least a lot of signs point to it) and of course that means getting in his own head about having everything good (eric, shawn, his friends). He might self destruct, but he would die if he would lose it all over again.

Forever and A Day: This song is the both of them to each other. The first part of the song is Eric.

“No words convey the way it felt for me to finally hold you.” Eric spent 15 years without the man he thought of as his soulmate after almost getting him back in 2000. The moment he got it, he clearly wasn’t going to let it go. I wish we got so much more of them in Girl.

The next part is Jack.

“Know every word you’re gonna say before you even think it. But somehow every joke you make is funnier each time around. Your laugh is such a perfect sound.” Now, it’s no surprise that Eric is a goofy man and this may have been Matt Lawrence + Will Friedle, but Jack laughed at Eric’s jokes more than people give him credit for. Even when serious, Jack never discouraged Eric’s funny quips (we ignore a LOT of season 7. all of them got weird.)

“I swear I’ve known you longer than forever and a day.” These two clicked right away and were besties. Upon meeting, they’re the same person and never stay away from each other for too long when there isn’t an obstacle in front of them.

“How could I forget those eyes? They took me by surprise, but suddenly I missed your face. I knew that smile from miles away.” Now…them meeting again as adults. As soon as they saw each other, they clicked again.

“I don’t believe in destiny…your melodies they’re changing me. I’m yours forever and a day.” Eric makes Jack a better person. Jack even admitted that multiple times. Eric is his person and always will be.

There (He) Goes: This one is another Jack to Eric song. Personally, I believe it’s Older Jack coming back to Eric. And Eric taking him back in like they never separated.

“…You’re my only ghost, come on, haunt me, cause I’m lonely. I’ve been gone too many days and it starts to feel the same; every morning. I don’t recognize this place. Is it me or have I changed?” Jack was a new person when he came back to Eric. Gave into his greed over the years and let it take over him.

“There (he) goes. Like I’ve never been alone. Like I’ve had it all along. Every time I go away I hate that it’s a day that I never see your face.” Once Jack has Eric back, you KNOW it’s hard for him to leave again. Leaving to even get his stuff to move would be hard because it means being away from Eric once again.

“So, i pack my bags. I’m takin off. I’m comin home.” Jack goes back for Eric. You know, he knew he wasn’t leaving once he came to Eric. He could trick himself, but the moment he packed up for the trip, Eric was his destination.

“Out of the blue, (He) comes around. (He) turned my world upside down.” Jack made a name for himself in that company and Eric flipped it all around.

BONUS:

To Love Someone: This one is Eric realizing he loves Jack two different times.

“Brand new apartment, we sat on the floor. A blow up mattress and some plastic forks. Our clothes on the counter, keys in the door. You’re all I ever wanted never been so sure.” I mean…come on. New apartment together. Them bonding and Eric falling in love.

“Suddenly nothing is the way it was. Is this what it’s like to love someone?” When Jack saw Eric was more than his roommate, it changed everything between them. They got closer. Went on dates. Everything.

“Empty apartment I’m sat on the floor. A blow up mattress and a plastic fork. Fighting the flashbacks that creep through the door. I stare at the ceiling and try to ignore.” You can take this one as either Eric moving out when Rachel moves in or when Jack leaves with Rachel for the Peace Corps.

“Chances are we’re gonna tell ourselves this is how it’s supposed to be. And chances are this isn’t the last time I’ll dance with your memory.” Eric thinks about Jack every day and vice versa. Can’t tell me different.

Now the ‘suddenly nothing is the way it was’ changes. Eric and Jack are no longer in each other’s lives. It’s not the way it was. There’s no late night TV watching. Nothing about their lives together because Jack is gone.

[agirlwholovesrockstars]

pretty young thing

☆AGATHA'S MASTERLIST☆

summary : you've always been so cheery and very joyful person, you also made everyone's day, there's one person you want to loosen up, Eddie Munson, you might be the reason that his life will change forever

word count : I'm trying not to make my short fics not too long 😩

warnings : 18+ Shy!Eddie Munson x FEM!reader, language, Eddie and reader are both 19, use of Y/N, Eddie and reader will having nicknames by the characters from Audrey Hepburn's films, reader will be unaware, oblivious to her own feelings, yeah I think that's just about it yep :))

what to expect : friends to lovers, fluff, happy ending hehe

note to reader : EDDIE & READER are both NERDS in FILMS AND MUSIC! like literally everything about pop culture, cute lil' fic, I hope you enjoy 🫶🏻 UPSIDE DOWN & VECNA DON'T EXIST HERE!

author note : LONG LIVE THE KING‼️ since it's the king's birthday month I decided to make my ideas into a reality now 💜✨

"Y/N! come on! we're gonna be late!" Max shouts at your doorstep, arms crossed, her foot keep patting repeatedly on the ground surface

You can feel her getting impatient so you speeding up as fast you as you could

She moves her sleeves up to check on her watch and it's 7:15am, she groans and begins to pace around at your front porch

Class starts at 7:30am

She doesn't want to be a part of community service again for a damn week because of tardiness

"In a minute!" you check yourself one last time on the mirror and you locked up the house and you put the keys on your pocket

she sighs of relief, while going down at the stairs

You don't even understand why you became bestfriends in the first place, both of you are the exact opposite

You're a joyful person and Max is.... well... Mad Max

You immediately lock your arms around her forearm and you say sweetly "I'm sorry, Max won't happen again, I promise"

She rolls her eyes "you know, I can't stay mad at you"

She finally smiles at you and you giggled

"Ah- there she is! My bestie!" You bounce up and down in excitement and she goes back again to her formal self

"Oh please!" She sneers, you both go up at the school bus sitting next to each other

Later in Art Class

"I have already decided the pairings for the whole class" your favorite teacher, Ms, Amelia- spoke with a smile that she knew some of the students won't agree on this

All of your classmates complain but you don't mind it

You look around at the room and it seems you already become an acquaintance to them, but there's one that catches your eye

He's sinking back on the chair, doodling something on his notebook, chains are hitting the metal chair, obviously not aware of the situation

"Edward Munson! Oh my god- this is perfect!" You think to yourself

You grin to yourself thinking that this could be the opportunity to finally get to know each other

You already have shared some casual interactions but never bonded that much

You wanted to be friends with him so badly ever since Dustin, Mike, Lucas talked a lot about him

Your mind is overflowing with ideas to hang out with him, you didn't even hear your teacher announcing your partners

"Y/N L/N, you will be pairing with Edward Munson" Ms. Amelia says while she pushed back her reading glasses from sliding off, she flips the next page

you only hum in response, but you closed your notebook and your eyes goes wide

You need to double check again just to see that you didn't just misheard it

"I'm sorry? Come again? Miss?"

"Your partner will be Edward Munson" she says with her eyebrows raised at you, she uses her pen to direct where Eddie is

Your mouth agape and you smiled and you squealed with "Yay!"

"What do you mean, Yay?" Max turns to you look at you while her head is laying at her arms resting on it

"Eddie Munson is going to be my partner!" You say not looking at her, you kept your eyes on the metalhead still doodling

Max follows your gaze, she raises her head and prop up her arm and rest her chin on it

"Well, Iooks like we have the same situation"

You turn around to face her and you lean in with your eyes gleaming with curiosity

"And that is?"

"I am paired with Gareth" she snorted

You knew that Eddie has a band called "Corroded Coffin" and you always been so interested to know about more of his favorites ever since you found out about his music taste

You gasped "Oh my god! We're twinning!"

She laughs at your enthusiasm "I've never seen anyone else in this room has the amount of excitement as you do"

"I just love to interact with people that I hardly knew, I mean- you'll never what you could miss, that person might become your bestfriend"

"That's true" she replies while tapping her pen on her desk

"and without this trait of mine, we wouldn't to have this friendship" you smirk

Max eyes might stuck for rolling her eyes too much "Alright, alright, I get it!"

"You'll be presenting a piece that shows the meaning behind your friendship for the partners that I have given for you" Ms. Amelia explains

You nudged Max's arm and she scoff but couldn't contain her smile

"See? I told you, coincidence? I think not" you whispered and she snickers

"Y/N? Are you with us?" She sighs while shaking her head

"Yes ma'am, I'm very much present" you pressed your lips together trying not to laugh and Max hides her face on her hands as she shakes from laughing

The bell rings, art class is dismissed

Max told you that she'll meet you at the cafeteria, she'll be meeting up with Lucas

"Oh, I tell him I said "Hi"

"I will!" she waves bye at you and you nod at her

You pack up your stuff and you put your bagpack, you walk towards to Eddie, he's also putting his things on his bag

"Hello" you say with a warm smile

He stopped to what he was doing when he heard that familiar voice

He lift up his head and locked eyes with you

The struggle with Eddie is that, he is very intense with eye contact

Less talking, more on eye contact

You seriously don't have a thing for Eddie, right?

You break the silence by saying "I'm your partner for the project?"

"o-oh, it's you, Y/N" he completely ignores of what you just pointed out but you don't care about it anyways

He zips his bag and put over his shoulder

"Good, you remember me!" you clasp your hands together with a grin on your face

He stammers "Of course, I do remember, y-you're friends with Max, right?"

He winces slightly, "Damn- why is this so hard?" He thinks to himself

He wants to keep the conversation going but he is too shy to talk to you normally

Talking to you somehow it seems to hard for him

You got him all tongue-tied up

"Yeah" you nod at him, your hands gripping on the bagpack straps

"Okay, so about the project, maybe we could...." You trail off, your eyes are on the ceiling thinking

Eddie watches you, if you could read his mind, he is panicking, why? he doesn't know how to act whenever you're around

You didn't get the chance to notice it but you have this feeling that you will be the best of friends

You're so sure of it

You look back at him, "Ah! How about we hang out and while we're doing it, maybe will get ideas from there?"

"What do you think?"

He blinked "U-Uh yeah, that sounds good"

You smiled at him and you walked away

He just watches you and he furrows his brows when you turned around and you notice that he's not with you

"Well, come along then!" You gesture your hand to motioning to follow you while standing on the doorframe

He forgotten that it's lunchtime

He scrambles up to his feet, almost tripped, catching up with you

You both walk together at the cafeteria, you spot Max already talking to Gareth and she waves at you

You wiggle your fingers at her and you hook your arm over at Eddie's forearm, he blushed

You passed a tray for him, and he just sheepishly smiles at the kind gesture

You're wearing a polo with a velvet maroon vest with pleated black skirt, your hair is curled with a red ribbon on top, small black boots

Your bag is black heart shaped like bagpack

Your style is clearly not his style but you definitely know how to dress up, he likes it

After you both picked up your food, you asked

"Can I sit with you?"

"Y-yes, you can"

You give him a cheesy grin and you sat down where Max and Gareth is

Jeff, Lucas, Mike and Dustin are there on the same table as well

"Y/N!" Dustin says with a sing-song tone, he drops his bag of chips, as he leans in to hug you

Mike's eyes shines with the same energy you have

You made the secret handshake with Lucas and all of you share a laugh

Duff just gave you a squeeze at your shoulder before he settles down and you smiled at him

Eddie watches you again, you bring so much life at the table

His heart flutters at the sight of you interacting with his friends

"So, Eddie- you're partners with Y/N" Gareth says plainly

"Y-yeah"

"Could Y/N bring out the best of you?" Jeff smirks at Duff

"What do you guys mean?"

"Man, cut the bullshit- you're always this blushing mess whenever you're with her" Duff exclaims while chomping down his food

"Oh- see?" Gareth points his rose-tinted cheeks and Eddie swats his fingers off and Jeff laughs

"We're just friends" he grumbles, while he aggressively stabs the piece of chicken with the use of fork on his plate

"We'll see about that, man" Jeff chuckles at his friend in his denial statement

Before you leave, you told Max that you'll see her at the ladies restroom

"Edward" the 3 of his friends chortled at what you just called him and he cringes

You laugh as well "Okay, I seem to get to know that you didn't liked that, now- that's a start"

You sat down beside him for a while and you just pretend that you didn't see his friends clearly spying on the both of you

They're not playing good for keep it low-key

"Just call me, Eddie" he says while finishing his drink

"Okay, can I also call you, Joe?"

He puts down his cup and a smile grows on his lips and he clears his throat

"No one else called me that before"

"Oh really? then I'm the first" he smiles at you

He got the prettiest smile, don't he?

"Sabrina" he blurted out

"What?"

"Since you got me a nickname, so I figured, I can call you Sabrina from Audrey-" you cut him off

"Hepburn film!" You finished his sentence with your lips apart

"I didn't knew you watch classic old Hollywood films" your voice is so loud in excitement, you didn't even care about it

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me" he manages to wink at you, it gave him the confidence after you geeked out in front of him

"Well, I'm willing to know all about it!" You say while you search for a pen on the pocket of your bag

You tear out a piece of paper and you wrote your phone number on it

"Here's my number, you can call me whenever we make this project" you hand out it to him

You graze your fingertips to him and it shoots an unexplainable feeling through your core

He looks down at it and his eyes are big like he couldn't believe that this is happening

"I'll see you later, Joe" you rest your hand on his shoulder and you smiled

He watches you leave, his heart might have been stopped every minute you talk to him

His friends are sniggering behind his back and he shuts his eyes closed

"Still denying that you don't have feelings for her?" Duff says with a teasing tone

"Oh- shut the fuck up, Duff!" Eddie shouts at him and they throw their heads back in laughter

The next day....

Eddie is leaning against his RV van on the front in the school's parking lot

Chewing on some gum while he reads "Batman" comic book

A faint music coming from his RV van, it's Depeche Mode - Strangelove

"What are you listening to?" you open the door and he removes himself and he quickly closed off his comic book and goes to you

"You're listening to Depeche Mode?" both of your eyebrows raised and you grinned

"Y-yeah, I am" he shyly repiles, both hands we're on the comic book, he gripped it so hard it might tear apart

"I love Depeche Mode" you say with a smile and you sat down on the passenger seat and you look over to his cassette tapes

Picking it up on every tape with a curious look on your face

He scratches his forehead and runs over to the driver's seat

"Why am I so stressed out?" he thinks to himself

"Just be cool, Munson" he muttered

Once he opens the door, you say "No way! You also listen to Queen?"

You hold up the "Night At The Opera" tape with a excited smile

He just chuckles and he just loves it when you're so energetic about the simplest of things

You hum on the chorus line of Depeche Mode - Strangelove still playing

while you settle down, placing both of your hands on your thighs as you drum the beats of the song

Eddie is now very self-conscious about his RV being messy but you don't seem to mind it, you feel at home

You eye the comic book that he just put on the dashboard and your eyes are now filling up with so much chaotic explosion of geekiness

"Ahhh!" You shrieked and he jumps out of his seat, he acts like a child which is so funny and..... cute?

You laugh out loud while you throw your head back at the seat and he just grows completely flustered

He had a minute to recollect himself until he is now also laughing of what just happened

"I'm sorry" is the only thing you manage to say, you're still breathless from your laughter until you calmed down yourself, fixing your position on the seat, straighten yourself up

Eddie just continues to laugh while he hides his face on his hands, peeking out to look at you, you're also staring at him, while you're pressing your lips together to stop your another wave of serotonin

You patted down on his shoulder, you reach out for the comic book on the dashboard and you flipped the pages, a smile tugs at your lips

"Stop" you mumbled

"What?" Eddie thought he might've done something wrong but a smirk is sitting on your face

"You also like Batman? We have so much in common right now" you say while you shook your head in unbelievable manner

"What's your favorite comics? DC or Marvel?" he asked, while watching you still flipping through the pages on the comic book

You slam the comic down on your thighs with your jaw dropped "That's like the hardest question ever!" you pushed him on the chest playfully and he chortled

You rolled your eyes at him and you pick it up the book again

"I mean- come on, there's gotta be a-

Your eyes are still on the comic book while you put your hand on his face to shut him up making him all giggly and shit

"That's the most impossible question ever, Joe" you say, your hands are still on his face

His voice is a bit muffled but audible "Okay, you win, let me hear your thoughts"

"I grew up to both that's why it's hard to pick!" you pushed his face away and he chuckles in the process while he reaches to your hand and he holds it for a while

"I love Spiderman, Iron Man, obviously I like Thor and Wonder Woman, Aquaman, the whole damn Avengers and Justice League" you say as you finally placed the comic book on the dashboard to where it was before

He nods while listening to you, and girl- he is still holding your damn hand, why is that?

He is now caressing it with his thumb, oh gosh

"Say, um-" he began and you look at him waiting for what he has to say

"We can eat pizza after school" he put his other hand on top of yours, he looks at you very directly

Your heart spluttering in a beat that you could never understand

"Uh- sure, Joe" you shrug with a pleasing smile on your face and it warms his heart seeing it everytime

The bell rang and you slipped off from his hold and maybe it's just your brain messing with you

Did he just frown slightly when he can't feel your hand over his anymore?

You go down from the passenger seat and you say

"What's your favorite comics, then?" You smirk, repeating the same question to him and he smiled

He squints his eyes for thinking a bit for a moment, "I'd say both too" he shrugs

"Really?"

"Yeah, my uncle owns a Venom comic book" he winks at you and you laugh in disbelief

"What? It's the truth? I have proof- I could show it you" he says with a confused expression

You breathy laughed "Okay, fine- Joe, I believe you, I'll see you later-

"Alligator" he finishes it and you snorted while turning back at him, heading towards at the school's entrance

You both shared a couple of laughs together, shared some stories about each other's lives

Eddie watches you pulling the stretchy cheese out of the pizza and you throw your head backwards as you raise up your hand to eat it

He dust off the crumbs out of his hands as he kept his eyes on you

You're giggling about the story that he almost punched Gareth for scaring him, one time at a band practice

He has very active reflexes, he warned you not doing the same thing that his friend had done

"Of course, I wouldn't do that to you, Joe" you cackled and while licking off your fingers from the residue of the pizza, you take a sip of your soda

There's two slices left of the pepperoni pizza, he gave you the other half, you mumbled a soft "Thank you"

"Okay" he starts "besides Audrey Hepburn, what else do you like to watch?" he finishes with his mouth full

"Hmm" you hum while taking a bite from the crust of the pizza "Can't Buy Me Love by Patrick Dempsey is really nice"

"Oh, you're also into that kind of teen movies, huh?" he licks off the crumbs from his lips while he reaches for the tissues

"Yeah, I do" you swallowed "Some of the teen movies, I relate to it a lot especially when it's John Hughes" you say

"John Hughes is the man!" He put his hand over his head making a mind blowing motion and you laughed

"Yes, he is" you chortled

"I just- I love everything about art in general, you know? I love music, films, paintings...." You trail off while letting out a sigh as you lay your back against the seat

His eyes you for a minute, admiring how you look tonight as if he didn't saw you earlier at school

"I know what you mean by that, Sabrina"

You look into his eyes and you smile, oh- god he always loved your smile

You lean forward with both of your arms propped up as you crossed your hands together resting your chin on top of it as you say "ooooh- tell me about your music? like what else do you enjoy listening?"

He popped a spearmint chewing gum on his mouth and he offers you a stick and you kindly accept it

He chuckles and shook his head "I think you already know what I'm listening to" gesturing to his outfit

You rolled your eyes at him and he laughed "No, I'm serious! Eddie!" you slammed your hands on the table with a raised eyebrow

"Woah, okay since you called me by my real name, fine" he held his hands up but can't help smirking at you

"I love Metallica, Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, Iron Maiden, Deep Purple and all that jazz" he plays with his fingers by waving it ridiculously and you giggled

"I do enjoy listening to Earth, Wind & Fire and Tears For Fears" he shuts his eyes while opening the other one slowly, he thinks that you judge him for it but you didn't

Instead, he saw you- almost like heart eyes of what he just said

"Aha! I knew it you're a music lover just like me!" you cupped your face together and you flash out an elated smile at him

He finally opens his eyes as he chuckles softly

"What did you mean?" He asks

You tilt your head at him "You know" you shrug

"No- I don't" his eyes goes side to side as confusion takes over him

"You're open to all music genres! that's what a real musician is!" You wink at him and he blinked, he covers his flaming hot red cheeks with his hair hoping that you didn't get to see it

And yep, you didn't saw it- how freaking clueless you are

"You knew that I play guitar?" He asks, while scratching his head

"Duh, you have band called Corroded Coffin right?" You wipe your lips with tissue paper

"Y-yeah, I do" he smiles

"And I know for sure, you will do great things"

Oh- his love for you continues to grow and grow

"Really?" He squints his eyes as he asks again

"Really, really" you smiled at him

He invited you to come at Jeff's party and he didn't expect that you will indeed come

*Michael Jackson - P.Y.T (Pretty Young Thing) playing at the background*

You dance across the floor and you let the music takes you into your system

Eddie is having another negative thoughts feeling that you won't hang out with him after the project, he double take when you caught him frowning

You tilt your head at him and he is taken a back and you smiled, he is confused

"Why so blue?"

"uh-" he stammers

You laughed "Come on, dance with me!"

You reach for his hand and you drag him, he just sways with you shyly

"Don't worry too much, Eddie"

He looks at you and listens

"There's so much to do while you're here in this world, so just have fun!" You say while you're bopping your head into the beat

He just continues to sway, you managed to brighten him up just like that- he loves watches you throughout the party

Your teacher gave you 2 weeks to finish your project

You insisted to buy all of the materials needed for it, Eddie wants to contribute but you take it down and you assure him you got it covered

You both take turns to sketch the picture on the illustration board

Eddie is the one who draw first, you're shocked when you saw his sketch, it's not yet finished but you already get the idea

You and him, both arms are hanging each other shoulders, looking around at all of the things you both love and enjoy

from music to films, you admire his creativity and talent

Eddie's heart skips a beat as he watches you complimenting his good work

Next Monday, is the deadline

while finishing up the project over at Eddie's trailer, you're now coloring the drawing that you both did together

He carefully putting more details on the picture as he pokes his tongue out in concentration

Your stomach is laying down flat on the mattress as you start to shade the drawings

You're hesitant to ask him but you put down the colored pencil on the side- "Eddie, I have a question" you say as you look at him at his behind

He's on the chair, dusting off the eraser residue at the table

"Shoot"

"Have you ever...." you look down for a sec and you blinked "fall in love?"

Yes, he did- it's you

The tip of his pencil breaks as you finished the last line, his breath catches from his throat

He slowly turns around, his eyes meet yours and you're waiting for an answer

He clears his throat, he can't even look into your eyes that long "Uh, I think- I" he stammers

"Dinner is ready! Come out and eat!" Wayne called

You glanced at the door and you get up from the bed but as soon as you reached for the doorknob

"I-I haven't experienced what it felt like- I don't think that I did" he answers

Dumbass

"Me either" you chuckled slightly, not turning around just yet

He looks at you from the back of your head "but I do know what love is"

You finally turn around at him with amused look at your face "You do?"

"Yeah" he smiles

Your face falters a bit and Eddie notices it "what is it? and also why are you asking me this?"

You shrug "it's just a thought, I just wanna know what you think"

Eddie nods, he hopes he had a chance with you

and then he blew it up

moments later, Eddie gave you a lift to go back at your place, he should've told you the truth

A minute that Eddie left, you've been pacing around your room, are you falling in love?

You're confused, you never had this before, you don't know what to do so....

You called Max to come over

You both catch up from all the things that happened

Max find out that Gareth wasn't so bad at all, she understands why Lucas likes him

He is very determined when playing D&D and sometimes when Eddie takes it too far he becomes even more dramatic

She also finds that they both love the film "Karate Kid", and you guys chatted with each other over an hour, you both laughed and gasp

Even you don't say anything, this is not your usual hang out together

Calling someone to come over means something else

"Come on, fess up, what's going on?" Her voice is in serious tone

You're both sitting on the top of your bed, you take a deep breath, you look down

"I think- I-I'm falling in love, Max" you raise your head slowly to meet her gaze

She immediately bounced from the bed "with whom?"

But before you can respond, you and Max looked at each other as she slapped her hand against her mouth with wide eyes as she realized

"Yeah" you chuckled unenthusiastically

"Eddie, huh?" she nods with a smirk from her face and you throw a pillow at her and she laughed

"I asked him if he ever falls in love"

"So? What did he say?"

"He said.... that he didn't?"

"Well, maybe he's just afraid of rejection"

"Rejection? that's bullshit, Eddie is really wonderful guy"

"Oh gosh, Y/N! You're so in love!"

You shoved your face with your hands, your voice became muffled under it "yeah, I'm definitely falling in love"

"What should I do?, if ever that happens"

"Just say what you feel"

"That's really hard, Max"

She giggles "No, I'm serious! Just say what you truly feel, you know, Lucas and I back then we lack of communication because both of us don't say what we really meant so end up arguing sometimes"

You gave her a squeeze from her shoulder as she sighs "ever since we started to say the truth with each other nothing has ever bad between us"

"I may not know, Eddie, that well but I've never seen him this happy like genuinely happy" she added

"You too, like I mean- you always been so cheerful person, building up everyone's mood, you remove the cloud from them" you both laughed when she gestures thunder with her hands

"You'll be okay, Y/N, you'll see"

"Thank you, Max"

you hugged before she left your house

It's Monday

You both presented your project so proudly and you both explain it so very well

"I found out that we both love almost everything that we enjoyed" you glanced over to Eddie and he smiled

"Over the course of hanging out together, I also found that Eddie is a really nice guy, he is not what you think he is" you emphasize the last line and he looks at you with so much adoration

"The best part is that I developed Friendship from him" you end your speech and Eddie is the next one

He sheepishly smiles at everyone

"Your turn, Munson" Ms. Amelia says as she grading your presentation

"What I like about Y/N is that she's so fun to hang out...."

He is lost for words when he meet your eyes again and you grinned at him

"S-she is so cool that she knows a lot of things better than me" you chuckled and you say sorry

"The best part is that whenever I'm with her, I forget everything that is killing me, when you're with Y/N all of your sadness will fade away"

You blinked at him, your heartbeat became shockingly rapid

You glanced at Max, she gives you a knowing look and you swallowed nervously

"She's so full of life, kind, thoughtful, really amazing" he said while he locked eyes with yours

"Ms. Amelia, I found-" the bell rings and everyone started to applause for a bit and get out of the class to eat lunch

"Impressive presentation" Ms. Amelia smiles at you as she gaves you the paper

You read the criteria and you guys both got an A+!

Eddie come cover to your side as he also jumped with excitement, pumping his fists in celebration

"We did it!"

"Yeah, we did!"

"We make a pretty good team, don't we?"

"You have no idea"

You both smiled each other and it felt like the time stopped, what is this feeling?

You look down becoming shy to look at his gaze again

"Oh, we go to the cafeteria now" you hold his hand dragging him out of the classroom

Eddie is appalled from your action and your touch, your hand is so soft and he can't stop staring that you're holding his hands

Dustin, Mike, Lucas, Max, Gareth, Jeff, and Duff congratulates the both of you

"Y/N does presentation so naturally, if only Gareth stopped laughing earlier" Max groans while she ates her sandwich

"He is always unserious" Duff snickers nudging Jeff's arm signaling that Eddie is so lovesick with you

The situation is even more laughable because you don't even see it, you don't even notice it

Eddie just sighs in content as he watches you flip your hair over your shoulder and giggle at Dustin's corny jokes

"Don't give him that Y/N!" Lucas exclaims

"Y/N is always bubbly, you know that Lucas" Mike chuckles

"I give the best jokes ever" Dustin smiles in satisfaction

The school's over, Eddie gave you a lift to get home and unexpectedly you hug him for the first time and you gave him a last squeeze before you let him go

"Thank you so much for everything, Eddie!"

"No Joe?" Eddie smirks

You laughed "You know what I mean" you smile

You turned around to walk inside but he spoke "Hey, Y/N"

You look over him at your shoulder "Yeah?"

"I-I just wanna say, I've had a great time"

"This won't be the last time since we're friends"

He doesn't want to be friends with you, he wants something more than that

His mood shifted a bit and you furrow your brows "yeah, um- goodnight, sweetheart"

"Goodnight, Eddie"

He didn't even take one last look at you before he left- that's new....

Out of nowhere, you caught a fatigue, your muscles felt sore, and you had a slight fever

You can't get up and your mom told you to skip the class today...

You check your temperature and it says 37.5 and you winced it while you look it

You throw your head back at the pillow and stare at the ceiling for a bit

There's this feeling inside of you like you're searching for something, are you longing for someone?

You turn on the other side and you shake your head at the thought of it

You gasped when the realization hits you

"I miss..... Eddie?"

You slowly get up and sat on the bed

"I love Eddie?" It sounds so new to you and it feels different but it's so good to say it out loud

You finally stand up on your feet and say "I love Eddie Munson!"

You seething at the pain you felt when you try to get up but you have to- you have to ate something for strength

So, you walk down headed towards at the kitchen

"Where is she?" Eddie kept tapping his pencil on his desk when he kept glancing at your empty seat

As if the more he stares at it, you might appear but you didn't

He is worried, you never missed a day in class, you never skip for no reason...

Eddie is now overthinking, he thought you didn't like the things he say over the presentation yesterday

Maybe, you're just late, maybe, you'll attend the next period

Turns out, you didn't as well

While walking down the school hallways, he looked over at your locker....

He is not used to this, not having you around

He supposed to get, warm smiles, he supposed to hear your sweet laughter, maybe even a hug, but he didn't get any of those today

"Uh- hey, Red- have you seen Y/N?" Eddie asks while lining up for lunch holding a tray

"No, I haven't since this morning, you know, I was supposed to ask you about her too, damn" Max shakes her head, as she raises her tray to place the meal plate on it

"I have to see her" Eddie can't calm down without knowing if you're okay or not

Max hides her face and smirks in excitement and she is thrilled about you had that effect on him

"Then you should go, right now" Max says plainly

"What?"

"I'll let you know what will happens throughout the last period, okay?" Max raises her eyebrows and gesturing to leave the cafeteria

"O-okay" Eddie runs away and leaves his tray

"Go get your girl, Munson!" Max giggles and she saw over at the table

Gareth, Jeff and Duff both share high-fives with each other and laughed

Lucas, Mike and Dustin their jaws dropped on the ground of shock

Lucas walks towards to Max "you have a lot of explanation to do"

She tuts "y'all blind, dumbasses" Max snorts

Eddie finally arrived at your doorstep

He breathes heavily while he places his hands over his knees

Catching up with his breath, he knocked at your door rapidly

You flinched at the couch while having a blanket hung around your shoulders

"Who could that be?" You headed towards the door and words caught up in your throat when you finally lay your eyes at the certain metalhead you've been looking for since morning

"Eddie-"

He shushes you "Please, let me explain"

"I don't know why you didn't come up to class today, I know why, because you told me, you just wanted to be friends but just listen to me- remember when we're making our project and you ask me if I fallen in love?"

You nod and you gulped

"I did, and it is you, Y/N"

You stare at him, he's telling the truth

"But I understand, you don't want to have me, I respect that, but I just wanna let you know that I do and I'll never regret that I told you what I really felt whenever I'm with you" he pauses, taking a deep breath

"I love when you pulled the melty cheese on the pizza, I love it when you ramble all about your faves, I love that you have the ability to make everyone's day happy, I love your smile, your hug, your laugh, I love you so much, Y/N"

Despite the bodyache, you're having- you feel like light as a feather- it's like you're above the clouds as he confesses his love for you

He waits for your response but you just remain silent, he turn away from you, holding up the tears from his eyes

"Eddie- wait"

He gasped and he turn around at you immediately, he is nervous of what you're about to say

"I think I.... I love you too" you let your happy tears fall and you sniffled and chuckle a little bit

"I know I was oblivious but everything seems clear to me now, I was confused and didn't understand back then.... but right now- it just feels right when I finally let myself feel it"

Eddie blinks and a smile grows on his lips as he moves closer to you

"I love y-" Eddie held the back of your head and he kisses your lips- you squealed as he pulls you closer, you close your eyes you kissed him back, you place your hand on his chest as he deepens it

By the time he touched your neck, it felt hot

He pulled back "Woah- woah, you're burning up, what- you have a fever?!"

You shyly smiled at him "y-yeah" you laughed

He connects all the dots and the awkward silence fills the air

"Damn" he chuckles, he scratches his neck

"That's why Max don't have any idea what's going on with you because you don't have the energy to tell her"

"Yup"

"And here I am, confessing my feelings for you" he grins awkwardly

"It was really cute and romantic! You don't have to be embarrassed by it!" You wrap your arms around him and he blushes

"You made me feel so good inside, I just want a girl just like you, such a pretty, pretty young thing" he says as he kisses your forehead

You became flustered at his words and you roll your eyes playfully "You can come inside, let's watch Sabrina?"

"Sure, on one condition" he holds up his index finger

You went quiet for a moment

"Let me take care for you, sweetheart" he held your cheeks

"That's the reason why you're here" you smile at him and he chortled

"My pretty young thing" he thinks to himself as you tagging him along inside

🎶I want to love you (P.Y.T) Pretty Young Thing, you need some lovin' (T.L.C) Tender Love and Care, and I'll take you there🎶

[adoribullpavus]

well now that it's been a couple days since i watched the teen wolf movie and i've sufficiently forgotten 90% of it, i think it's time i told you all what i liked/disliked about it

1. jackson whittemore

he was just so fucking funny, like why was he even there?? did they give colton a script or did they just give him a recap of everything he missed in the show before simply throwing him on set and going "good luck."

i loved him though. it really feels like he's more comfortable in himself now. when he came back in s6, he wasn't as bitter but he still felt quite stiff. now he's comfortable in his sexuality and his place in the world, and he's no longer trying too hard. love that for him. his friendship with lydia also means a lot to me. i originally thought they were gonna put them back together, but i adore them as snarky besties.

also i'm glad they didn't break him and ethan up. we got our lgbtq+ scraps, guys!!

2. peter hale

hasn't changed a bit and i love it. his entrance was iconic and so fitting for his character. the tension between him and chris was obvious (perhaps because of melissa?) and i love how they still have an air of mystery when it comes to him. no one truly knows if he's on the good side or the bad.

also i can confidently say that peter crawling on the floor in human form, sniffing, was the absolute highlight of the movie.

3. eli hale

he was a great addition to the cast. i loved his relationship with derek, but him as a character really refreshed the film and gave us some wholesome but funny moments.

also we all know he's basically a stiles mini-me, so it was nice to have someone there to fill what the film would've been missing because of stiles' absense without full-out replacing him.

4. jr borne

his acting in the movie was absolutely outstanding. i was in shock. he was already amazing in the show but he's outdone himself. i really felt his emotions through the screen. literal chills. what a powerful performance!

5. the hellhound

i'm so glad they gave parrish an important role in the film. the hellhound was one of my favourite supernatural creatures from the show, so it was great to see ryan kelley shine once more.

6. coach finstock

he also has not changed a single bit and it's really refreshing to see. they didn't try to shoehorn him into the story too much. he simply played the part he always has, and made us laugh doing it.

7. the jeep

when they said the jeep would be featured in the film, i didn't think they meant they would try and stick it in every scene possible. i love it.

as a sterek shipper, i love the idea of eli nicking the jeep because he knows derek has some complicated feelings towards it. i won't do a sterek section on this list because i don't know whether i'm happy or mad about it, but this was an interesting addition to the film.

8. melissa had a crossbow

she had a crossbow. it's about fucking time.

now what i disliked:

1. the misuse of key characters

why were liam and mason used as side characters?? why did they barely speak, they're best friends?? why did they introduce hikari and not bother actually giving her a personality outside of being a kitsune?? i have too many thoughts on all of this, but it pissed me off.

2. just general confusion

they didn't specify if melissa and chris were still together or not. no explanation on why scott and malia split up. how did parrish and malia get together? who is eli's mum? why did liam have the nogitsune? why did scott and allison adopt eli?

also where has all the chemistry between the cast gone?? shelley especially felt so awkward with everyone. it's like they're not friends anymore, which i know isn't true.

3. the nudity and swearing

i could've gone my whole life without seeing allison, parrish and malia's bare asses. also the swearing was great, but they all felt like year 7's when they did it.

4. the returns

as someone who didn't really care for allison, her return was just annoying. out of all the characters they could've brought back, allison is the one they definitely should've left alone. hers was a major death in the show, and the start of a lot of character development for scott and chris. they should've come up with a different story not involving allison or the nogitsune. you know they only brought her back so that scallison fans can have their endgame.

and adrian harris?? what?? why?? he didn't even do anything of purpose in the film. what was the actual point in bringing him back??

5. derek's death

i'm not even gonna touch this. but i'm fuming.