#Moonlight SY-3

[gojira-ekkusu]

[chernobog13]

Cover to Part Two of the Asahi Sonorama for Destroy All Monsters (1968).

[starmocha]

Neglecting my 373829927299 wips, my tasks, my errands, my fucked up sleep schedule, my life in general, because I am obsessed with this new wip I have:

More tribal warrior!Sylus, but make it childhood friends/arranged marriage/soulmates AU-flavored. This is my new ✨need✨, please enable me, I'd already written 4.6K words and that's only like 1/3 of the story I'd envisioned

(other things in the story to consider: light breeding kink, definite pregnancy kink, body worship.....just worshiping in general, because my other current obsession is Sylus being grossly in love with you and this fic is lowkey just him being "my wife ❤ I will worship the ground my wife walks on ❤ I will worship the air she breathes ❤ she can kick my ass idgaf because she does it so prettily ❤")

As you returned to the village, nightfall had already descended. You and Sylus had ridden back in silence, the awkward atmosphere only worsening with each passing minute. Sylus had kept an arm protectively around your waist the entire time while his other hand held the rein. You looked down, eyes following the horse’s hooves as he trotted back. “We’re almost back,” Sylus’ soft voice broke through the tensed atmosphere. You looked up, seeing the huts that lined the outskirt of the village and your mare quietly grazing in the distance. You wriggled a little, but that only made Sylus tightened his hold. You looked down at his arm around you and you said softly, “Let me down. I can walk back.” “No,” he answered. “Sylus—" He suddenly yanked the rein, forcing the horse to turn around in a different direction. “Sylus?!” you looked up panicked, not expecting this sudden change in pacing. Sylus’ sight remained ahead, and your heart sped up at the sight of seeing his handsome face from this angle, bathed only in moonlight. Sylus commanded his horse skillfully and you both rode atop the stallion at a brisk pace. The cool night breeze brushed against your cheeks, drying your earlier tears. You even found yourself starting to smile and laugh, the adrenaline taking over. Eventually, Sylus took you back to the village once he had seen that you had calmed down. The horses were returned to their stable. You turned just as Sylus handed you the saddlebag. You looked up surprised. “They mean nothing to me,” he said resolutely, “Burn them.” “I’m not going to…” He stroked your cheek with the back of his hand. “I’d never meant to make you upset or have you cried like that, nor did I mean to make you jealous…” “I wasn’t jea—” He leaned down and kissed your lips, silencing you. You dropped the saddlebag, the pouches spilling out on the ground. “Sy—” He lifted you into his arms and you looked up in surprise. “What are you—" He carried you out of the stable before letting you down again. You looked at him exasperatedly. “You always do what you want—this is not fair…” “What’s not fair?” “It’s not fair…how…I’m the only one…feeling insecure…” In the village square, you could hear the celebration dying down as people started making their way home. The bonfire in the center still blazed brightly. “You are right,” Sylus responded, “I don’t feel insecure.” Your shoulders slumped and you kept your eyes lowered. You suddenly felt Sylus’ finger under your chin, tilting it up so your eyes met his. “You were promised to me,” he said, hushed, “And I to you.” He kissed you. “We are meant to be, and were we not, I would rewrite the stars, to change the course of destiny and weave a new tapestry of fate to make you mine.” His forehead pressed to yours. “My love,” he held his gaze with yours, “There is only you…no one else.” He kissed you again, and the last remnants of your jealousy and hurt faded away. Just you.

[ramp-it-up]

II Most Wanted Pt. 3: Drivin’ you crazy...

Pairing: Syverson x OFC Reader "Buttercup" (w/ Betty Bronco)

Summary: Sy tells his story and you tell yours. And all of that pent up feeling has to go somewhere, right?

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. RPF. S MUT, Angst, pining, fluff. Mentions of teenage pregnancy, cheating, deception, divorce, breakups., self-destructive behaviors, fighting, promiscuity, mentally abusive relationships, miscarriage. Army life. Old automobiles, a 20 year high school reunion, a drive-in, red meat and french fries, dirty talk, voice kink, mentions of masturbation, fingering, oral sex (male and female receiving), grown ppl getting NASTY in the back of a car, graphic depictions of sex acts.

Read at your own risk.  Not Beta’d. All errors my own.

A/N:  This is the third installment of II Most Wanted. I'm in love with these two; they are bringing my cold dead writer heart back to life. If you like it, please reblog and comment.

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Previous part

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You let Sy’s arm go and settled in for the ride once you got to State Route 405. The window was down and you were making waves in the wind, just like you used to do all those years ago. 

Sy looked over at you and felt something that he couldn’t name at that moment, and the feeling intensified when you reached up and pulled your hair out of the chignon, letting it go wild in the wind. 

He didn’t know he made a sound in his throat as he admired how you looked in the moonlight. You looked back over at him, hair whipping around your face; gorgeous.

“What?”

He realized that he was grateful that you agreed to come with him at all. He said something instead of what he was feeling.

“You hungry?”

You looked out to the highway and smiled at the road.

“Looks like you already know the answer to that.”

Sy nodded at you, a slight smile on his lips. He felt the familiar rhythm of you two falling back in sync. Didn’t seem like two decades at all. 

“Just checking.”

After a comfortably silent ten minute ride, you pulled up at Cardin’s Drive-Thru, an institution in your town. You grinned at Sy.

“The world is your oyster, order anything you want.”

He waved his hand toward the menu on his side of the car and you giggled at the familiar phrase. You scooted closer to him on the bench seat. 

“Sorry. I wear glasses now. Didn’t bring them.”

Sy didn’t know why the image of you in glasses got him hard. You glanced at him as you leaned over him to look at the menu to see if it had changed. He took in your breasts as you gave him a view of your cleavage as you leaned over his lap. Lord, give him strength.

“No worries at all, Buttercup.”

His voice was gruff and you felt his breath on your face as you closed your eyes and took a whiff of burgers and fries and Sy.

Sy was practicing all of his restraint as you stayed close to him to look at the menu.

“I want…”

That voice did something to Sy, and he had to shift in his seat. You and that damn cute look of curiosity didn’t help the situation in his pants either. 

“I want… a Smokey Burger and a chocolate shake please!” 

You were as happy as a clam.

“Y’know. I’ve had dreams about Cardin’s burgers, especially since I stopped eating red meat two years ago. But you know what, tonight seems to be all about “Fuck It!” 

Sy raised his eyebrow at you.

“You just ordered a burger with double patties and bacon.”

“Yep,” You popped the p. “I know.” 

You grinned at him and he shook his head.

“Still living dangerously, I see.”

You raised your chin.

“I’m still living,” you replied.

An understanding passed between you.

“Amen.”

Sy stretched his long arm out of the window to press the button and order, and you were staring at his forearms again. Don’t be such a slut, you thought.

“Yes, we need a Smokey Burger, a chocolate shake, a Huge Burger, no onions, and an extra large Frenchy fries, with a large Dr. Enuf.”

He smirked at you after the order was confirmed.

“It’s a given that you would come for my Frenchy fries.”

Sy gave you a short history about the ownership of the legendary drive-in, and how the new owners were long time residents who vowed to restore its former glory, including the world famous Frenchy fries.

“Well, Cardin’s fries are legendary, but I have to be careful. ‘M not the same size I used to be.”

You smoothed your dress down as much as you could while seated. Sy followed the path of your hands on your body and licked his lips.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. You look damn good to me.”

Sy arched his eyebrow at you and you laughed nervously.

“I’m dead serious. You look even better than I remember, Buttercup. You were always so pretty.”

You were quiet as you looked into his eyes. He was being sincere.

“Sy, that’s sweet.”

He moved toward you, getting into your space. You couldn’t breathe, and your primal brain was kicking in.

“If you only knew what thoughts I’m thinkin, Buttercup. You wouldn’t call me, “sweet.”

 His eyes ran over your body posessively. 

“You are still the finest woman I’ve ever seen.”

You were locked in, ready to ask him what he was thinking and let him ruin your life all over again. You parted your lips to lick them and speak when you heard the metal of the drive-in tray connect with the open window behind Sy and your focus shifted as Sy moved away.

“Got your food here!”

Sy ran his hand through his short curls. He looked annoyed. At the interruption, his hair, maybe both?

“Haven’t had my hair this long in a while. Growing it out.”

You reached out and arranged an errant curl.

“Looks good on you, Sy.”

He just grinned and then turned to get the food. 

Once the food was in the car and paid for, he asked, “Wanna take this up to the Lookout?”

You looked at him skeptically.

“Only so we can tailgate and talk and stretch our legs. And look at the view.”

He smiled that rogueish smile at you. Some things never change, you thought with a smile. You sipped your shake, which was still really too thick to drink, and nodded.

“What the hell. You only live once, right?”

“Ya damn right, Buttercup.”

— 

You sat eating Sy’s Frenchy fries under the star light as country music played and Sy looked at you thoughtfully, Beyonce playing in the background.

Il tuo fedel

Sospira ognor

Cessa, crudel

Tanto rigor

Ooh

Ooh

“You ready?”

You hopped off the liftgate and stood in front of him, prepared to hear his story.

“Let’s go.”

Sy took a deep breath as you waited and listened. 

“Well, the fact is, you told me so.”

“What do you mean?”

“You asked me if I was sure that the baby was mine. Then I got mad and that made things worse. And that was the last time you spoke to me.”

“Yeah.”

“And after you broke up with me, rightly so in that situation, I decided to be there for my family. Becca and I got married at the courthouse before the baby came, and I enlisted in order to have an income and health insurance for the baby.”

Your heart clenched.

“I shipped out right after little Jeremiah was born.”

There was a wistful smile on Sy’s face that warmed your heart.

“Becca stayed with her parents while I was on tour, and for two years we were apart. It was hard bein’ away, and Becca and I didn’t have the best relationship, but I was set to make it work for our kid, ya’ know?”

“I wouldn’t have expected anything less, Sy.”

He looked at you long and hard.

“Becca broke the news to me when I came back. The baby was Jeremy’s, but he didn’t want to accept responsibility at the time, and she knew I would.”

“What?”

Your mouth dropped open. 

“Jeremy Atkins. Your best friend Jeremy?”

“Unhhunh.”

Sy looked as hurt as if it just happened.

“I am so sorry Sy.”

“It was a helluva blow. And I was so angry. At myself for believing the lie, you know? For getting attached to the idea of being a parent.”

Your heart broke for Sy. You moved closer to him.

“I was so self destructive. Got into fights with everyone at every bar within a 50 mile radius. Then, I went right back to Afghanistan, acting as if each one was a suicide mission.”

Sy’s voice lowered.

“Came home in another two years and screwed up the courage to ask Bubbles about you. She told me you were engaged to…”

“Scott. Yeah…”

You couldn’t look him in the eye, but Sy lifted your chin with his fingers, causing you to look him in the eyes.

“And you know what? Thinking that you were happy calmed me down a little. I was proud of you for getting your degree and moving on, so I decided to do the same. Went to college, mostly on line, and then Officer’s Training School, joined Special Forces. Went back to the front and became a leader. Immersed myself in the cause while keeping perspective of my role in it. But a couple of years ago I got injured,”

He saw the look on your face.

“It’s my back. I’m mostly fine. But it allowed me to retire early.”

Sy looked around at the view, the twinkling lights of the town.

“I started a business with a partner, and I volunteered to be the offensive line coach for the high school in my spare time. I even got to coach Jeremiah his senior year. He’s turned out to be a good kid.”

He looked at you, and time seemed to melt away. He was the same Sy you fell in love with 20 years ago. But with so much more wisdom. 

“I live a good life, Buttercup. Don’t feel sorry for me.”

You moved to sit beside him again on the tailgate. You were silent as you tried to think of what to say.

“I don’t feel sorry for you. I’m sorry this happened to you. I forgive you for what I held against you. Sy? D’you forgive me?”

You needed his answer like air.

“Nothing to forgive, Buttercup. Like I said. I can’t complain about my life.”

You looked up at Sy who was looking up at the stars with a wry smile on his face. You looked up, too. He looked back down at your profile.

“What about you? How has your life been?”

You took a deep breath, contemplating that question and the stars. You decided to tell him everything. Well, almost everything.

“I was angry too, Sy. You know that. Angry that all my well laid plans were turned to dust in a moment. When I went to college across the state, I decided to stop caring so much. So, I fucked everyone in sight.”

Sy winced. You chuckled.

“I calmed down in a couple of years and met Scott. He seemed so steady? He was in law school, and his father was a partner in a big firm. He said that I didn’t have to finish my degree; I could just go home with him to New York City, have a couple of babies and be a society wife. Seemed like a good idea, so I did. I left just two semesters shy of having my degree in architecture.” 

You shook your head at your gullibility.

“My mom was elated, thinking I’d hit the jackpot.”

You got up again and started pacing, hands wrapped around yourself as you thought back to that time in your life.

“It was not good. Two miscarriages, 3 mistresses, and 8 years later, I finally found the courage to leave with Carla when she came to visit. I vowed never to go back to that headspace again.”

Sy stood up then, fists closed at his side and his jaw clenched.

“I didn’t know. I asked about you, but neither Bubbles nor Blossom told me that. I would have come for you, Buttercup.”

You smiled at him. 

“They knew better than to say a word to you. Seven years ago I didn’t want anyone to know. And I didn’t need rescuing. I rescued myself.”  

You smiled again and Sy just wanted to hold you.

“Went back to school and finished my degree. Lived life on my own terms.”

You looked him in the eye again.

“So yeah, I guess I have a pretty good life, too.”

“I’m glad, Buttercup.”

Sy sat down again and your eyes moved down the length of him. Why did brown dress shoes get you so hot? You had a problem.

“You sharing this good life with anyone?”

Sy’s voice made you nervous all of a sudden. You looked at your hands.

“Not at the moment, no. I’m single.”

Sy seemed to let out a breath. 

“Me, too, been single ever since I retired.”

You didn’t know what to say. 

“Oh.”

Sy stood up and walked in front of you. You were still looking at his shoes.

“Ya know, I’ve only felt like I’ve been in love once, no. Twice in my life.”

“Hmmm.”

You were afraid of this conversation and you couldn’t fully participate. 

“Please look at me Buttercup.”

You did as he asked. His eyes were burning right through you.

“The first time I felt that was 20 years ago, with you. And the second…”

Sy moved toward you and took your hands in his.

“Hell, we’ve wasted enough time, Buttercup. The truth is,when I saw you tonight I realized that I’m still in love with you now.”

—-

The wind was knocked out of you. How were you supposed to respond?

“Sy, I- I can’t survive another hurt. My heart is in pieces.”

“I know, Buttercup. But I promised you that I will love you until the day I die. I meant that shit. I still mean it.”

He moved closer, and he slotted himself between your thighs. His hands went to your hips and he pulled you close.

“Won’t you let me make it up to you? These last 20 years?”

You continued to look into his eyes as you considered his request. You put your hands on his chest as you made your decision.

“No, Sy. I can’t let you do that.”

He looked hurt and his eyes were cast down as his cheeks dusted pink. He thought he blew it. Then you spoke again.

“The past is the past. It’s done. We can try and work on today. And tomorrow. One day at a time. I’d like to try with you.”

Sy’s brow furrowed, but his face softened as he realized what you were saying. He gave you a soft smile.

“Fair enough, Buttercup. Let’s work on today. And tomorrow. I’ll give you some time.”

You thought about how Sy was always a gentleman with you, never pushing you to do anything you didn’t want to do, always putting your needs first. Well, you needed him now.

Your hands were fisting his shirt now, pulling apart so that you could see his dog tags against his chest hair, and that image sent you feral. You pulled him toward you. Sy sucked in a breath as you left a soft kiss on his lips, his beard tickling your cheeks. He seemed frozen as you pulled away. 

“Mmmhm.”

Sy grunted in his throat and his hands came up to your waist. His cock was swelling and he felt on the edge of control. 

“I wanna kiss you again, Buttercup. And not in a ‘sweet’ way.”

“Do it, Sy. We’re grown now.” 

You were breathless at the emotion and lust in his voice. 

Sy moved his hand to the back of your neck and you shivered as he carded his fingers at the back of your scalp, tugging on your curls to make you look up at him.

“‘M not sure you are ready for all that I want, Buttercup.”

And his mouth descended on yours, his thumb came around and ticked your jaw open for him to invade your senses with himself. He kissed you like he owned you, and his hands ended up on both sides of your head as you moaned your way through the kiss. He pulled away, looked at your lips, then went back in to kiss you again.

“Ya got my mind runnin’ baby. Those lips. Fuck. I’m down bad.”

Sy’s cock was hard and aching, and his hands were on your body: those thighs, that ass as he pulled you closer to him. Then he stopped and leaned away, searching your face. Your eyes were dilated and those lips were parted.

Holy fuck, was he a goner.

You whimpered and pulled him closer, your hands going to his ass as he kissed you again. He was laughing at you as he pulled away this time.

“Look who’s getting spicy no-”

Sy stopped talking when you ripped his shirt open, buttons flying everywhere. You were disappointed when you saw the tank he was wearing underneath.

“Sorry Sy. I ruined your shirt. I don’t know what came over me.”

You looked up at him under your lashes and he couldn’t tell if you were being facetious or not. You toyed with his dog tags, imagining them waving in your face as... Shit. What were you doing?

Sy stepped back and pulled the shirt off, and pulled the tank out of his pants, then came back to you immediately, hands moving up your thighs, pushing your short dress up even further.

“I know what came over you. Same thing’s that’s been possessing me for years, Buttercup.”

Sy leaned down to capture your eyes and you were stuck. You were locked in on him as he proceeded to destroy your sou.

“You’ve been drivin’ me crazy for years, running around my mind as I did a lot of things. Thought of you when I was training, eating, doing things around the house. When I was in-country and alone in my tent at night. When I…”

Sy stopped and licked his lips as his hands reached the tops of your thighs, long fingers toying with the waistband of your panties. You squirmed in his grip.

“Shit, Buttercup, do you ever think of me when you touch yourself?”

You were mute, mouth open to breathe, and Sy knew you were in the zone. 

“Cause I sure as hell do. Do you know how often I’ve imagined you wrapped around me when it was just my hand?”

Sy whispered it in your ear, but pulled back to see your reaction, which was wide-eyed lust. You licked your lips and nodded, ready to hear more. 

“Time and space is nothin’ to fight this powerful magic that is the thought of you, Darlin’. I imagine you, imagining me while you touch your pretty little pussy, circling your little clit with your delicious wetness. I dream of you getting off because of me, just like I cum so fucking hard just thinking of you. Every time.”

Sy watched your eyes close and your chest heave as you tried to regulate. He continued with his seduction.

“...But I know it’s nothing like the real thing.”

Your own fingers ventured below his undershirt, finding thick abdominal muscles there, and a dense happy trail. His stomach clenched in response to your touch.

“Mmmm. Can I touch you too, Buttercup? Are these panties soaked? Can I check to make sure?”

You were nodding as your hands went up his pecs, grabbing them, your fingers ghosting over his nipples. Sy moved his hands at a glacial pace it seemed, because you wanted him instantly where you needed him most. 

He found your sodden center over the gusset of your panties and you pressed into his light touch. He groaned as he started rubbing up and down your clothed seam and pressing the now sticky material into you. You leaned forward and started licking and sucking the veins that popped up on his neck. He moaned.

‘You got me so far gone, baby. I wanna…’’

He grabbed the side of your panties and you whimpered with need.

“Just say the word, and I’ll stop. But right now I can’t help myself. Need to feel you, touch you, taste you.”

“Don’t stop, Sy. Been waiting so long.”

Sy put his forehead against yours, breath huffing in time with yours. You again asked for what you wanted.

“Sy. I need you. Need to feel y-”

Your words caught in your throat as Sy pulled your panties to the side and sunk his fingers into your wetness. The obscene slosh of you made Sy pulse in his pants. He trailed up and down your cut, shaking his head and clenching his jaw.

“Why?” 

He looked up at you as if you had wounded him, blue eyes blazing.

“Why are you so fucking…so fucking wet? How do you expect for me t-to f-f fuck! T’ function when…?”

The stutter did you in.

“‘S’all you, Sy. Got wet when I first saw you t’night…”

Sy pulled his fingers out and tasted them, moaning, then growling, and then took a hold of your waist and practically threw you in the back of the truck. He leaned over the gate, pulled your thighs apart, then tore your panties off, causing you to squeal.

“You’re so fucking pretty. Gotta taste you, Buttercup. Can’t believe it’ll be my first time.”

“Go for it.”

You winked and smiled at him, but the look was wiped from your face as he dove into your crease, tongue licking a rude stripe from the bottom to the top of you. You put your hand over your mouth as you moaned.

Sy looked up at you, offended.

“Don’t keep your sounds from me, baby. Need to hear the real thing instead of my imagination.”

He went back to work kissing your clit, then sucking it into his mouth with increasing intensity. The slight burn from his beard was delicious. You got a grip of his hair as he manhandled your thighs, keeping you in place as you writhed and arched beneath him. He moaned against you while talking to your pussy. 

“So fucking good for me.” 

“Taste like a jar o’ spicy honey...”

“Hmmm. Beard’s all soaked now. That’s my girl.”

“Gettin’ even wetter for me, that’s what I like. Gimme.”

“I love this pretty little pussy.”

His proclamations were punctuated by kisses, licks, and sucks and finally, he pushed one thick finger into you as you called his name. The cunilingus, penetration, and praise had you teetering on the precipice.

“Syyyyyy!”

“That’s it. Let me hear you. Damn, you’re so fucking hot and so godamn tight. Dream about giving you my cock, but I don’t know if you can take it…”

He knew he had you as he leaned back down to suck your clit like taffy candy again. You watched him and moaned. Then he added another finger. You stiffened. Then he crooked his fingers, telling you to come to him, and you did. And all over his face.

Sy took off his tank and wiped his face with it, then unbuckled his pants and fisted his cock, crawling in the back of the truck with you.

“Don’t have any condoms, just let me… just let me rub one out…so fucking hard for you Buttercup.”

Sy was so far gone, his mind was mush.

“C’mere, Baby…”

You reached for him as he shuffled near you on his knees and started stroking, admiring the large mushroom cap of his cock glistening from pre-cum in the starlight. You fell in love with the way his length curved into the curls on his abs, and the way his breath hitched as your hand tried to close around him. You pressed your nose into his belly to inhale his scent, careful not to stop what your hand was doing. 

It was your turn to pleasure him.

“I do think about you, Sy. I imagine deep throating you while you play in my pussy. Makes me cum so hard against my little bullet.”

You pressed a kiss near his belly button as his cock jerked in your hand and his abs clenched. His hand went to your hair. You could tell that he wanted to move your mouth to his dick, but that he was holding back. You lifted your hand, jacking him faster as you kissed his balls, which were so tight against him.

“Wan’ you to cum all over my stomach, my tits…”

Sy groped your chest, searching for and then twisting your taught nipple when he found it. He was outright panting as you talked him through it.

“.... my ass, my lips, Sy…”

His groan was louder now and his knees were shaking as you licked a stripe up the underside of him, pausing, to purse your lips and gloss them in the clear fluid at his tip. You gazed up at him as you stuck your tongue out and kitten licked him.

“Truth is, I’m a slut for you. Fuck my face Sy,”

“Shhhhhitttttttt….!”

Sy grabbed your head and used your mouth while you concentrating on taking his thick length and breathing. 

“You’re a slut, hunh? My slut?”

You nodded as best you could, only to have your eyes roll as he pushed down your throat.

“Dream about swallowing my cum? D’ya? Like a good girl?”

“Ummhnnghhh!”

There were tears rolling down your face and saliva dripping down your chin.

“So fucking pretty swallowing my cock. Fuck….here it… fucking… comes….. Fuckkkk!”

Sy roared as his dick pulsed cum directly down your throat and you received it, letting your jaw go slack. Sy groaned as he pulled out and stroked the last of his spend on your outstretched tongue.

“So fucking nasty, Buttercup, who woulda thought?”

He beamed at you as you showed him his handiwork. He closed your mouth and you swallowed before he pulled you in for a filthy kiss. He cleaned your face with his tank top, straightened your clothes and his, and then pulled you to him.

“That was…”

You were hoarse, and you laughed. Sy laughed with you.

“That was hot.”

“Yeah. It was great.”

“I love you, Buttercup.”

There was silence on your end. You shivered as you thought about what was holding you back.

Sy didn’t want any awkwardness. He kept it moving.

“It’s getting chilly out.” 

He climbed out of the back of the truck and picked up his shirt, flicking any dust off of it and put it on you. Then, he put his tank top back on.

“Sy! That’s… Dirty.”

You blushed as you thought of your fluids all over it.

Sy lifted it and smelled it, then grinned back up at you.

“Yeah, smells like your pussy. Don’t think I’ll ever wash it.”

“Jacob Syverson!”

You swatted at his chest.

“Don’t act all shy on me now, not after what we just did, Buttercup.” 

He lead you back around to the passenger seat again and buckled you in. You bit your lip wondering what came next. Was this really happening? 

In a few minutes you were back at your car. The parking lot was empty except for your rental. Sy jumped out and opened your door. When you were back in your car, he leaned through the window and kissed your lips. 

“You’re here until Monday, yeah?”

It was Friday night. There was a weekend of activities for the reunion planned.

“Yeah. I’ll be at the cookout tomorrow, and church and brunch on Sunday. And I have a job interview Monday morning.”

Sy raised his eyebrow at that last bit, but didn’t ask for an explanation.

“Can I see you tomorrow night? Dinner?”

“Okay.”

Why were you so breathless?

Sy was anxious at letting you go.

“I’ll follow you to your air bnb. Just to make sure everything’s safe.”

You smirked at him. 

“Alright.”

Sy followed you to your old neighborhood, which now seemed to be gentrified, got out and checked out the house. Then, you walked him back to the front door. He leaned on the door frame and towered above you.

“G’night, Buttercup."

He licked those sinful lips of his.

"Sweet dreams.”

He leaned down and kissed you and then straightened up, eyes on you hungrily. He was driving you crazy, looking like a sex god. You thought about the amount of time you had left and you made a decision. You grabbed his shirt and pulled him into the house.

“Get your fine ass in here, Sy. I’m not done with you tonight.”

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The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Friday, October 25th

Mr. Platt: Look, Buffy, any person -- grownup, shrink, pope -- any person who claims to be *totally* sane is either lying or not very bright. I mean, everyone has problems. Everybody has demons, right? Buffy: (averts her eyes) Gotta say I'm with you on that. (looks down at her hands) Mr. Platt: Excellent. So, the hope I bring you is: demons can be fought.

~~Beauty and the Beasts~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

The Cursed Church by DancingAngel0013 (Buffy/Giles, E)

Fetch the Bolt Cutters by thisyearsgrrl (Faith & Buffy, T)

Aunt Arlene by Lilacsandorangeblossoms (Buffy/Spike, PG)

[Chaptered Fiction]

hit rewind, Chapter 81 by untiljanuary (Buffy/Spike, M)

Aegis, Chapter 27 by dogbertcarroll, Narsil (Xander, multiple crossovers, T)

The Witching Hour: Chapter 8 by TheLightdancer (Willow/Tara, E)

The Boring Stuff: Halloween, Chapter 5 by missfiggy (Buffy/Angel, M)

Situation Normal - All Faithed Up, Chapter 12 (complete!) by QuillBard (Buffy/Faith, M)

Seven Necklaces for Seven Girls, Chapter 6 by Octavia_Octopus (Willow/Tara, T)

Forged in shadows, Chapter 6 by CloudSeeker (Angel/Lindsey, E)

Painting Flowers, Chapter 3 by crowncitydreams (Buffy/Angel, T)

The Slayer Chronicles: Shadows of the Hellmouth, Chapter 8 (complete!) by Ellen2054 (Xander/OC, not rated)

MRS. SUMMERS, Chapter 4 by KNZ1 (Joyce, E)

Whoa! Not What I Expected! Chapters 1-2 by danu40k (Xander, NCIS and The Sentinel crossovers, T)

These Endless Days (Are Finally Ending in a Blaze), Chapter 11 by Pollydoodles (Scoobies, Marvel Cinematic Universe crossover, M)

The Neighbor's Point of View, Chapter 141 by the_big_bad (Buffy/Spike, PG)

Mysterious Destinies, Chapter 17 by EnchantedWillow (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

His Last Slayer, Chapter 2 by VoronaFiernan (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Downfall, Chapter 2 (complete!) by EllieRose101 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

A Sword in the Man, Chapter 14 by Desicat (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Agape, Chapter 3 by Lilacsandorangeblossoms (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

[Images, Audio & Video]

Artwork: Linoprint of Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer by emoleum (worksafe)

Fanvid: Buffy - 2 On by n0vaver5e‬

Motion comic: Buffy the Vampire Slayer Season 8 Episode 20 by Game Series

Video: Buffy the Vampire Slayer Revival Season 10 Episode 22: The Ends Not Near Its Here (Season Finale P1) by Buffy the Vampire Slayer Chosen

[Reviews & Recaps]

Episode 5.8 – Destiny by Rock & Compass

Video: Buffy S03E05 "Homecoming" Spoiler Review ny LGRN - Entertainment

Video: Buffy the Vampire Slayer | 3x13: The Zeppo, 4x10: Hush, 5x16: The Body by Films for the Very First Time

Podcast: Buffy's Angels: She by The Franchise: A Film Podcast (many other episodes were uploaded as well)

[Fandom Discussions]

People in the Buffy fandom love to rail against the idea that a vampire’s personality has nothing to do with who they were as a human being by coraniaid

it’s so funny to me how when Spike first appears I knew from just clips and edits that I’m definitely the target audience for him by spuffybaby

Just watched “Gingerbread”, and I’m STILL annoyed that we never got to see how Buffy and Joyce dealt with the fact that Joyce tried to burn Buffy alive by thequeenofsastiel

Tbh the fact that Buffy didn’t kill Spike after what he pulled with Adam is ridiculous by thequeenofsastiel

Honestly, as an adult I'm even more disgusted by Joyce telling Buffy she isn’t allowed to come home by thequeenofsastiel

I've been contemplating Angelus's behavior towards Spike in s2 by thequeenofsastiel

FUCK I love Buffy [in Season 7] by thequeenofsastiel

What movie would buffy had shown her that night after they saved Angel in what's my line? by finalgirl1984

Why spuffy looks straightish but is really gay by witchyautisticgenx

If you were Adam, which human/demon hybrid would you create? continued by multiple posters

What's your favorite season? continued by MoonLight SY-3

Best Halloween costume by Stoney

Season Themes by Klaus Kartoffel

Cordelia’s Alternate Ending by horriblyfamiliar1

Doyle by wolfotwindsor

Question from a first time viewer (AtS season 5) by FirePhoton_Torpedoes

spikes car by Aggravating-Court-82

Think I found a plot hole in S5 by equinesandcanines

Watching Angel for the first time through by lexifer999

S4E10 Hush by Strong-Ad5018

Rewatching on TUBI had to make an appreciation post for the GOAT [Mr Platt from Beauty and the Beasts] by No-Iron5889

Your favourite Buffy side character hooks up with your favourite Angel character by jaronwinter27

Another thing that bothered me about season 7 (and another reason I dislike Kennedy) by Jumpy-Equivalent-561

Rewatch : Restless is a stroke of genius ! by Cailly_Brard7

finished buffy for the first time… now i feel empty by hatchbackkk

Glory and the key by JumpingJBeans

season 1 plot holes? by thunpnz

the biggest big bad by curseAgain

do people really think Angel is better than Buffy? by hatchbackkk

i was really hoping for Spike x Buffy to be endgame :( by hatchbackkk

Buffy and Spike's arc by SafiraAshai

Do you know anyone? by No-Jaguar8044

Is there ever any explanation for Whistler? by PsamantheSands

Season 1 episode 10 of Buffy “nightmares” by oldsoulnewlife888

just me or does Cordelia go from 18 to 25 in Angel by hatchbackkk

what happened to Harmony? by hatchbackkk

Giles by damechurppalater

Prophecy Girl : First "Written and Directed By Joss Whedon" and SMG fucking killed it ! by Cailly_Brard7

S7 Vi by txn120

Is Buffy a killer [of humans]? by wolfotwindsor

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[missacidburn928]

Hello Heathens!

Like some smut with your darkness? Or maybe just something fun and dirty with your favorite character?

I may just have what you're looking for.

Below the cut I have compiled all the fics I currently have published that have all the spooky and sexy vibes. (Even those that are part of a series or chaptered work)

Happy Reading Heathens!

Moonlight and Fang

OC Selene (can be read as reader) x Jax Teller, Dean Winchester, Captain Sy, Ari Levinson and Bucky Barnes.

LUNATIC Ch 3

Avengers x Reader "Nyx" Story. This Chapter is Natasha x Reader x Bucky. Bucky x Reader x Steve. With special guests August x Reader x Walter.

Affinity Series: We All Go A Little Mad Sometimes

ABO Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader x Alpha!Steve

Why Did Love Put A Gun In My Hand

Dark Mafia story that is incomplete. Avengers x Reader "Jinx"

Affinity Series: Hearts Are Wild Creatures, That's Why Our Ribs Are Cages...

ABO Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

This Is No Dream, This Is Really Happening...

Nomad!Steve x Reader

[missacidburn928s-heathenhideaway]

Moonlight & Fang Ch. 6

Divider by @firefly-graphics

Bucky

You could say my life has been nothing more than a series of unfortunate events. Hard to believe I’m sure as I was born into Royalty. Prince James Buchanan Barnes III. Bucky to my friends and family. 

I unfortunately don’t remember much of my time spent within the castle. What I do remember is how fiercely my mother loved me. It drove my father mad. Said she was spoiling me and I would never become a strong King if she kept coddling me so. But she didn’t care.

It was on the eve of my 11th birthday that my misfortune began. I had snuck out of the castle with my best friend Steven. We were only just exploring the woods and practicing our fighting skills with fallen branches, like any boys would do. When a group of bandits happened upon us.

They had us surrounded. No doubt knowing exactly who they had come across. I managed to distract them enough for Stevie to get away. His mother needed him and I would be beside myself if anything happened to my best friend. 

I fought with everything I had in my small body. It just wasn’t enough and the bandits made away with me into the night.

Not before leaving a parting gift for my fathers guards to find. My left arm. Complete with my family crest signet ring. I can only assume that they presumed I was dead. It was of no matter at the time as the bandits loaded me onto a cart and traveled as far away from the kingdom of Brook Lain as they could get.

As we moved about the forest, the leader of the group, Rumlow, decided that taking my arm was not enough. He had the bright idea to soak what was left of my arm in the blood of an Alpha wolf, from a long bloodline, who he had recently slain. 

When the enhanced blood entered my bloodstream, I got violently sick and I could feel things within my body begin to change. When the full moon rose 3 nights later, those new changes took full effect as I shifted into a wolf for the first time. 

A white wolf, with all four legs attached. When I awoke in my human form the next morning I was no longer missing my left arm. In its place was a fully formed one, covered in black markings that resembled the moon and stars. 

Even though I was now this supernatural being, the bandits kept me imprisoned for years to come. Using my abilities for their gain. 

That is how we ended up here in the cursed woods. The people of the village nearby, claim that a wolf terrorizes these woods. Killing anyone who steps foot within it. Protecting the Hag who calls it home. Only a few have lived to tell the tale of the Crimson Wolf. All too young to truly have done any harm in their lives.

Rumlow offered to kill the wolf and rid the village of its menace. For a price of course. They agreed to his terms. His plan was to force me to shift and set me on the trail of the crimson wolf. All while keeping me on a leash. He wanted me to kill the creature that was only protecting its home.

We set off deep into the woods, where they beat me until my wolf took over and I shifted. They quickly collared me with silver, but we refused to move. Our defiance was met with silver tipped daggers being slashed across our skin. Nothing deep enough to kill, but they will leave a lasting scar. Plus I can’t heal from them as quickly as I would any other wound.

Never the less the pain was excruciating. All I could do was lift my head and howl in pain, as they kept sticking their blades in me. Coating my white fur red.

Selene

My wolf had been pacing inside my head all morning long. Something had her agitated. I couldn’t keep still and kept fidgeting. My erratic behavior did not go unnoticed.

“Everything okay there Sel?” Sy asks. A look of concern, furrowing his brow.

“Something feels off. My wolf. She just won’t stop pacing. Keeps mumbling ‘Need to get outside. Need to run.’ Over and over.”

“Alright. Then let’s get outside.” He simply states. “Me, you and Ari can shift, so that you’re not alone and your wolf can calm down. How’s that sound?”

My wolf yips in my head. Happy with her mate's suggestion. “Sounds like she agrees.”

“Hey stabby boy. I know you’re hiding in here somewhere and heard everything. Meet us outside.” Sy says loudly into the room.

For some reason, I felt inclined to double check that the spare room attached to my apothecary is clean and ready.

Finding that it is in fact, fully stocked, complete with fresh sheets on the bed. I make my way out into the garden. Where Sy is standing next to a smiling Ari. Both clad in only a light pair of trousers.

I slip out of my dress and shift on the porch. I bark and take off at a run for the woods, knowing my mates will shift and soon be on my heels. 

I allow my wolf to guide me through the trees. She clearly knows where she is heading and I am just along for the ride. That is until I hear the cries of a wolf howling in pain.

We slow our speed. Needing to be stealthy as we approach where the howls are emanating from. We watch in horror as a group of humans torture a restrained and defenseless White Wolf.

All three of our hackles raise as they plunge the silver tipped dagger into the wolf’s right flank. It is taking everything within me not to growl and make our presence known right now. But we need the element of surprise, if we are to save the poor creature.

Unleashing a symphony of snarls and growls, we emerge from the shadows and engage the malevolent bandits that surround the tormented white wolf. A clash between life and darkness ensues, the woods calling for sacrifice.

Fangs bared, claws slashing through the air, I become a tempest of raw power and primal fury.

The sunlight dances upon the clearing, illuminating a chaotic battle scene, as crimson droplets splatter the ground in a macabre dance.

A surge of strength can be felt between our bond. We are meant to be here. We overpower our adversaries. With each thunderous paw strike, the bandits crumble, their reign of terror coming to a brutal end, as our jaws clamp down on the throats of the vile tormentors. 

The clash of steel against fang resounds, echoing the victory of righteousness over wickedness. 

The white wolf gazes at us with gratitude and reverence in their eyes, as the bandits lay defeated. 

I quickly shift and make my way over to the wolf. Making sure to be slow in my approach so as to not scare them off. I need to get a look at the damage those assholes did. But before I can do that I need to remove this horrid silver chain and collar from around their neck.

As gently as possible, I remove the collar and chain. My skin burns during the contact but not enough to do any real damage to me, thanks to my hybrid status. I throw the damn thing to the side and without even having to be called, Othello and his conspiracy, spirit it away on the wind.

I won’t be able to get a good enough look out here in the forest. I need to be in my apothecary where I can assess and heal without worry of more of those evil humans happening upon us.

“Sy. Baby I need you to shift and carry them back to the house for me.” He shifts without second thought and carefully scoops the creature up into his arms. Soothing them as they whine from the pain.

“Ari and I will follow in wolf form for added protection. There is no telling how many more of them are out there in my woods.” I give him a kiss and shift back. 

There is something about this wolf that has mine paying close attention. Hopefully we will soon find out why.

Bucky

Flashes of silver tipped daggers plunging into to my flesh. Wicked smiles adorn the faces of my torturers. Laughter filling the air as they find pleasure in my pain.

It’s the same nightmare as always. That is until a trio of wolves appears and rips into my captures. So much blood. So much violence. My tormentors falling one by one.

I am weak. Ready to give into the pain and finally be free. 

In the blink of an eye a woman stands in the clearing. Naked flesh covered in blood. A wolf. She was one of the wolves.

She approaches me. There is sadness and rage in her eyes. She removes the collar from neck and throws it away. I hear feathers in the distance.

Her amber eyes scan my body. Then she speaks to the wolves behind her. One shifts and turns into a very large man. He approaches me with the same kindness and gently lifts me into his arms.

She says something to him and then shifts back into a wolf. We being to move and I lose my battle with consciousness.

I fly awake. Shooting straight up into a sitting position.

"Shh shh. It's ok. You're safe here. Your captures have been handled. Their fates were determined by my fangs. Their hearts were eaten to fill my packs' bellies. Never again shall you suffer at the hands of another." The woman from my dream speaks.

Was it a dream? 

"Who are you?" I ask. Voice hoarse from misuse. 

"After all that I just told you, my name is the thing you wish most to know?" She responds.

"I watched you shift. I unknowingly smelled you well before that. I know you’ve seen my wolf. But I am sure you can scent the wolf in me as well. I saw with my own eyes my tormentor's destruction. So please. What is the name of the beautiful wolf who saved me."

"Selene."

"The goddess?"

"No. Just in name only. Though I do have a connection to the triple goddesses. So I guess you're not too far off. Anyway, does anything hurt? You were badly injured when we found you and brought you home. Most of it was bruises and cuts, which I tended to with my tinctures and salves."

"Tinctures and Salves? Are you a witch as well as a wolf?"

She nods her head yes.

"These woods are cursed by a hag. You can't be serious that the hag of the woods is also a wolf and saved me."

"These woods were cursed by a hag. But I am not her. That vile being would be my mother. And I took care of her years ago."

I breathe a sigh of relief. "Then how are the woods still cursed?" 

"Funny you should ask that. The goddesses informed me of a prophecy. You see, in order to restore balance to his land and undo all the harm my mother bestowed upon it. I would need to claim the 5 mates the stars had destined for me. Each would make its way to me and be tested. After which I must claim them."

"And how is that going?" I let my curiosity get the best of me. Well, more like I let her honeyed scent drive me to know more.

"My pack is currently me and my 4 mates. It has been a great while since the last time I took a claim."

"Hence the curse remaining."

"Indeed." She notices my eyes beginning to droop. I am still so tired. "Rest now sweet wolf. Allow your body to heal. Take however long you need. You are safe here."

"Bucky." I manage to whisper.

"What was that?" She asks.

"Bucky. Call me Bucky."

"Bucky." Her face lights up with a smile. "Now rest, white wolf. My healing magic works best while you sleep."

I close my eyes and let myself fall into a peaceful slumber.

As I heal in this room, I can’t help listening to the inner workings of this pack. It seems as if there is no head Alpha. No male is fighting for a place at the top. They bicker and tease each other but from what I can tell they have built some sort of brotherhood. All centered around her.

Selene.

I may not have much exposure or experience with women. Being that I was captive for so long. But I have never seen anyone like her.

Yes physically, she is the epitome of beauty. All curves and soft skin. A body most likely built for sin. Not to mention a scent that calms my wolf like no other. He has never been so peaceful inside my head before.

For as vicious and ruthless as I have seen her be. She is the most loyal, loving creature I have had the fortune of being in the presence of. When I spoke of how I came to be with the bandits, I saw as well as felt the rage and hurt in her eyes. A sense of understanding, all too well, what it feels like to be that helpless. That is when I learned how truly cruel her mother was.

She sings a lot when she's happy or working on her healing potions. Her voice as alluring as a siren's call. She’s always in a dress. Lots of black and red. I am fond of the flowy ones with the bell sleeves and high slit up the high myself. 

I am envious of the bond she shares with her mates. With my perceptive hearing, I catch everything. I knew that Sy was the one who carried me through the woods to the manor. I now know that Ari is the other wolf that helped save me that day. I met Dean and Jax after my first few days here. I was in and out of sleep so much they didn't want to overwhelm me.

I know that Jax and Ari, like Selene, are born wolves. While Dean and Sy, like myself, were turned. They were bitten, while mine was just as painful if not more traumatic. Every man has treated me with kindness and a respect I feel I am not owed.

Most often, I overhear them having sex. Even though on a couple occasions they’ve tried to be quiet. Arguments turn into makeup sex with Ari a lot. Jax and Sy can't get enough of her and will happily take her together. Dean switches it up. Firing her up to punish him and then turning around and taking control.

It’s a dynamic I wish I could be a part of. My wolf and I have fallen for the gorgeous creature that is Selene. Though I have been too afraid to voice it, as she already has 4 strong mates. How could I be number five when I am so broken?

Today has been extra tortuous. She has been in her apothecary, the room adjoined to the one I have been staying in, all morning. Her scent has been extra mouth watering and my wolf just won’t settle. I am faring, no better myself when s he walks into the room, bearing fresh linens, that most certainly smell like her. She sits beside me on the bed and I can't take it anymore. I lean forward and kiss her.

Selene

“Oh thank the Gods, you finally came to your senses and made a move.” I blurt out as soon as he removes his lips from mine. The kiss was chaste, but I have been craving him since the moment his scent, no longer acrid with fear, hit my nose.

“What? You knew we were drawn to you?” He asks. A look of bewilderment on his handsome face.

“How do you think we found you in our woods? It’s the pull my dear sweet Bucky. You’re our missing knot to tie the strings of fate together and complete the foretold prophecy.” I declare.

“But I am not worthy enough to be your final mate. I couldn’t even save myself.” He whispers.

“You were but a child when you were captured. You did what you needed to, to survive and make it to me where I could set you free. Now let me complete your destiny please. I ache for you so.”

“I know not what I am doing. I have never willingly done this before.” He confesses.

Rage begins to coil in my chest. “Are you telling me that they forced themselves upon you?” I growl.

“Only once I reached my teens and they thought it was funny to make the wenches they procured from the brothels in the towns we visited and brought back to the camp to watch me shift to a wolf. Then back and make them sleep with me while they all watched. It was entertainment for them.”

“Oh you poor thing. If I could, I would bring them back to life so that I may torture them one by one. Making them beg for the sweet release of death that I kept them from for hurting the one destined for me. I would 1000 times over. Be sure of that.” I tell him with conviction. 

“For now allow me to show you the true pleasures of the flesh and remove those tainted memories from your mind. Let me replace them with our bond and the beautiful future it shall bring.” I plead.

He places his forehead against mine. “Please. I crave to be yours.”

He renders me incapable of responding by capturing my lips with his own. Pouring the love that he spoke of into every caress of his tongue.

I let him control the pace. His hands roaming my curves. Sneaking his thick digits under the silk of my dress, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He begins to remove the garment, taking care not to rip it. If only some of my other mates were so kind.

Placing a hand on my lower back, he slowly pulls the fabric over my head. I raise my arms in aid. Grazing my fingertips across the beard that has grown along his jaw when he places my dress to the side.

As always, I have nothing underneath my dress, too bothered to deal with undergarments. He trails his hands down my flesh in reverence. Tracing fingertips along each scar and stretch mark. My skin may be soft and supple, but it is a map of the life I have experienced. Down to the worse bits. Reminders of what I went through and why I am thankful for every breath.

Leaning back on his haunches, he grabs the back of his shirt and pulls it off. His lust filled crystal blue eyes focused on me draped over his bed sheets. “So fucking beautiful.” He runs his hands up your legs, settling them on my hips.

Leaning forward, he ghosts kisses along my thighs and lower belly before continuing on. Mapping out a trail of pleasure and gooseflesh. Teasing first one and then the other nipple with his tongue, ending each with a deep suction.

The slow exploration continues, driving my need for him higher. I can feel the slick beginning to pool on the sheets below me. 

He stops his trek at my mound. Hot breath blowing puffs of air on the cooling slick leaking from my folds. He looks up at me for permission to continue. “Please”, is all I manage to whimper out.

He sticks out his tongue and circles my sensitive little bundle of nerves. Pulling a moan right out of my throat. Taking his time to slowly torture me. Learning the wants and needs of my body with each arch of my back, and pull of his longer locks that my fingers become intertwined in. 

I can feel the natural confidence increasing in him. He surprises me when he thrusts his tongue inside my aching center. The thick muscle massaging my silken walls, giving them something to finally clamp on to. 

“Fuck! Bucky your tongue feels so good inside me baby.” My hands anchor themselves deeper in his hair, so that I may just enjoy the ride. But that doesn't seem enough for him. It’s as if he wants me to be a desperate, begging mess, before he gives in and allows me to come apart for him.

Pulling his tongue out, he swirls it along my folds. Seeking out every drop of slick that weeps from my cunt. Moving the appendage upward to lightly circle figure eight patterns on my clit, bringing me right to the edge. So close to falling over that cliff into utter bliss before the bastard pulls away.

“ No! Why’d you stop? I was so close.” I sit up, reaching out for his face, wanting to drag him back to my pulsing center.

He scoots off the bed. “The first time you ever come for me is going to be while my cock is deep inside you and your writhing on my knot .” He unlaces his trousers, drawing my eyes down to his hands working on divesting himself of the last of his garments.

I am hypnotized by his movements. Mouth watering as I wait for his thickness to spring free from its confines. Time seems to stand still as his pants drop to the floor. 

“My, oh my what a glorious thick cock you have there.” I whisper out, licking my suddenly dry lips.

Bucky

They way her pupils dilate, reducing the beautiful amber to slivers, as she gazes upon my cock for the first time, is like a magic all its own. I can feel the abused pieces of me begin to heal. Replacing them with that look of love and desire in her eyes.

Following my instincts, I step back onto the bed and in between her spread thighs. Her slick dampened folds practically glitter in the sunlight reflecting through the stained glass windows. 

I place my hardened cock between her cleft. My sensitive tip bumping against her engorged little button. She squirms and whimpers. Clearly wanting me to be inside of her already. My wolf can sense that halted orgasm from my tongue, inching its way back to the surface every time my hot length grazes her bundle of nerves.

My massive thighs push her legs further apart as I give my turgid length a couple of slow strokes. I tease the thick head of my member along her folds once more. Coating myself in your essence. 

She locks eyes with me. “ Please ,” she whimpers.

Leaning forward, I raise her hands above her head on the mattress and interlock my fingers in hers. Placing a kiss to her lips, I push forward and enter the warmth of her cunt. Splitting her open on my generous girth. Pulling my hips back, I give her no time to adjust, as I begin to grind my hips down on hers with every thrust. 

Foreheads pressed together, we’re completely lost in this carnal dance of love and devotion. The room fills with the sounds of our passion. A symphony of moans and groans, accompanied with the sound of slick flesh meeting slick flesh. 

“Nothing has ever felt as good as your pussy squeezing me so tightly. I need you to come for me, Selene. Come around my cock. I’m not going to last much longer and I need to know what it feels like when you let go for me.” I groan out between deep thrusts.

Selene

It’s like his words have a direct link to my clit and with another well placed swivel of his hips I feel myself lose control as my orgasm takes over. A rainbow of colors flash behind my eyes and the world sounds as if I'm underwater. 

Everything comes back into focus just as Bucky is reaching his own climax. Knot triggered by the tightening of my walls. He buries himself deep inside me, locking us in place. He bares his fangs and bites down on my collarbone, the opposite side of Dean’s claim. As he paints my womb white with rope after rope of his seed. 

Something deep within me is telling me to grab his left arm. The one with all the beautiful black and gray markings. I turn my head slightly to the right where the large bicep of his left arm sits. Without wanting to disturb him while laying his own claim on my heart. I reach forward and pull the flexed muscle toward me and proceed to bite down. Lavishing as my mouth fills with the coppery sweet tang of my mates blood. Claiming him as he has claimed me.

Completing this bond feels different. Another orgasm rockets through my body as a rainbow of stars detonate behind my eyes. It must be doing the same for him. I can feel his knot twitch against my walls, as he fills me once more.

It felt like it went on forever with how much he was pouring into me. I writhed beneath him, back arching off the mattress, pressing his fangs deeper into my skin as my own do the same to his bicep. With reluctance, I remove them. Licking the wound before going limp and laying in a state of bonelessness. 

Panting, he too removes his fangs. Licking the claim and leaving a gentle kiss on the mark his teeth left behind. I lift his head, run my fingers through his dark tresses and kiss his nose.

Catching his breath, he covers my face in sweet kisses as we both come back down to earth.

We stayed locked together. My pussy warming his cock, as we both let our fingertips roam along the other's skin. Allowing ourselves time to just revel in the moment of the new direction our relationship has taken.

This was more than just another mating. We completed the circle. 

What happens next, none of us expected. The prophecy, having now been fulfilled, produces a magic that surges through the bond all 6 of us hold. Slipping us into a deep slumber. 

Until we awaken days later to a new energy coursing through the woods. 

[angryschnauzer]

💕 self-love time! talk about which ones of YOUR creations (edits, artworks, fanfics) you like the most then send to other creators to do the same 💕

Oh wow, i'm not sure how long this has sat in my inbox as i'm shit at checking it, but thank you for sending it.

I art I create is fanfic. Writing has always been a passion for me, and since finding fanfiction almost a decade ago i've had a creative outlet for the fantasy scenarios i'd play in my head. I also have a love of all things Supernatural (as in Spooky, not the show), with Vampires and Werewolves top of my favourite lore. So the stories i am most proud of are the ones that build their own little world with supernatural elements in. I've got 3 series 'started' and have well meaning intentions to continue them at some point, hopefully 2023 is the year where i can finally put aside one day a week for writing.

First up is my Blackwater Lake series. It centres around a town in the Rocky Mountains, and each one of Henry's characters is a different 'creature'.: Werewolf!Sy: Moonlight on the Sand  Castle Under The Stars. 

Werewolf!Sy, Vampire!Walter:Chapter 1

Vampire!Walter:Chapter 2

August/Wood Nymph Girlfriend: Chapter 3

Shapeshifter Geralt:Chapter 4

Werewolf!Sy -Hair of the Dog

Then we have more of a vampire-lore story; The Watcher series:

The Watcher- Vampire Sherlock

The Watched- Vampire Sherlock x Reader x Vampire Geralt of Rivia

Always Watching - Vampire/Werewolf Hybrid Geralt x Succubus Reader

And finally the start of a reverse harem/ABO/Werewolf Moon series:

By The Waning Crescent Moon - Werewolf Alpha Sy x Omega Reader

It pains me that i haven't been able to update any of these recently, even though i re-read them myself many times to keep myself in the loop with the stories. Like i said, 2023 is going to be spooky year for stories.

I'd like to tag @littlefreya @bolontiku @poledancingdinos @kittenofdoomage and @peachyvulpixie as amazing creators i'd love to see their self love stories for their art.

[thedynamicuniverse]

Godzilla Minus One Movie Review

Dynamic Universe review of Godzilla Minus One

The dinosaur-turned-monster is back and in rare form! Let’s see, where am I at with Godzilla– in 2023? My favorite is the 1968 Destroy All Monsters (directed by Ishirô Honda and Jun Fukuda and written by Ishirô Honda and Takeshi Kimura), probably because of the Rocketship (Moonlight SY-3) and futuristic bend. I also love every movie based on Mechagodzilla. After a while, the entire franchise…

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[gojira-ekkusu]

[chernobog13]

DESTROY ALL MONSTERS (1968)

[angryschnauzer]

Aww thank you sweetheart. 

I do indeed have a number of Henry Character supernatural beings stories;

The Devil Inside You - Demon August Walker x Reader

By The Waning Crescent Moon - Werewolf Alpha Sy x Omega Reader

Ask - Ghost Mikey Saves the Day - Mikey x Reader

The Watcher - Vampire Sherlock x reader

The Watched - Vampire Sherlock x Reader x Vampire Geralt of Rivia

Always Watching - Vampire/Werewolf Hybrid Geralt x Succubus Reader

Blackwater Lake Series;

Werewolf!Sy: Moonlight on the Sand  Castle Under The Stars.

Werewolf!Sy, Vampire!Walter: Chapter 1

Vampire!Walter: Chapter 2

August/Wood Nymph Girlfriend: Chapter 3

Shapeshifter Geralt: Chapter 4

Werewolf!Sy - Hair of the Dog

I love “Your personal Incubus”! Was wondering if you had plans on dropping another chapter? I’m dying to see what happens!!!!

Idk when you sent this- and I'm sooooo sorry!! Please don't hate me but I've not updated this or thought of it for a good minute 😨😨

I got distracted... I'm so sorry.

But if you need supernatural Henry @angryschnauzer has a fucking phenomenal series that is just ✨️chefs kiss✨️

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Tuesday, July 9

WILLOW: I missed you, Oz. I wrote you so many letters... but I didn't have any place to send them, you know? I couldn't live like that. OZ: It was stupid to think that you'd just be... waiting. WILLOW: I was waiting. I feel like some part of me will always be waiting for you. Like if I'm old and blue-haired, and I turn the corner in Istanbul and there you are, I won't be surprised. Because... you're with me, you know? OZ: I know. But now is not that time, I guess. WILLOW: No.

~~Buffy Episode #75: "New Moon Rising"~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

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My Dream Love (Spike/Reader, unrated) by readingbookelf

Price of Your Affections (Buffy/Spike, E) by Desicat

[Chaptered Fiction]

Highlands and Tropical Islands Ch. 12 (Buffy/Faith, M) by QuillBard

I Need A Bad Idea Ch. 46/50 (Buffyu/Giles, E) by Skyson

Devil Inside Ch. 4 (Buffy/Willow, M) by Xyex

Stagnant Silence. . . Ch 1 (Giles/Ethan, T) by KingsAndCrowns

In Case You Haven't Noticed... Ch. 24 (Buffy/Giles, E) by Sdhuskerfan

Óg Dìoghaltas Ch. 3 (Xander, T, Young Avengers xover) by Altairadactyl

Home Movies Ch. 2 (Buffy/Spike, E) by cawthraven

In the Company of Witches and Slayers: Ch. 94 (Willow/Tara, E) by VladimirHarkonnen (TheLightdancer)

Pick Me Up Ch. 3 (Buffy/Spike, T) by Dusty87

If We Could Freeze Time Ch. 36 (Buffy/Spike, E) by cosplayermadness

First War part 1: Five by Five Ch. 13 (OC, Ensemble, T) by Nonkosherian

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Life with Buffy, Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, T) by Joan963z

The Degradation of Duality [Series Part 2], Chapter 22-23 (Buffy/Spike, E) by Ragini

Tale as Old as Time, Chapter 4 (Buffy/Spike, E) by honeygirl51885

Wedding Belles, Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, M) by buffy_loves_spike

The Neighbor's Point of View, Chapter 119 (Buffy/Spike, T) by the_big_bad

Infiltré CH 13 (Buffy/Spike, G) by Miss Kitty

Yes or No?, Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, E) by scratchmeout

Aegis Ch. 8 (Xander, T, DCU xover) by dogbertcarroll

The Magic of Sunnydale Ch. 9 (Buffy, T, Harry Potter xover) by Buffyworldbuilder

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[Reviews & Recaps]

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Merrick both existing and not existing within the BTVS TV show canon by duckwnoeyes

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One thing I love about S3E9 “The Wish” by TheHan27

Thinking about Cangel… by JusticeAndrewDo

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Buffy S7E08-09 - Does Spike need to breathe? by lauanimau

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Fred just broke my heart. by PyleanCow06

Besties that slay together, stay together by Gothamstreetcat

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[emo-gremlin]

THE LONG AWAITED F/O LIST AND THEIR RESPECTIVE TAGS <3 Fine w/sharing btw <3

COLLECTIVELY - Its raining f/os

Platonic:

Jeff The Killer - Jeffy boi

Mr. Plant - Murderous intent

Argos - Ocular Gardener

Golispod - my favorite bug

Lacey - she deserves better

Pie (MFN) - Bitty Bab

Oracle - Overprotective Toaster

Prophet - Eye Priest

Catnap - Sleepy kitty

Frank frankly - Butterflies

Eddie dear - mail call

Grimcutty - Meme man

Romantic:

Hank J Wimbleton - Mute murder

Cancer Lord - Violent Illness Royalty

Sunny Day Jack - Moonlight

Deimos - Hackerman

Peter/YB - Obsession much?

John Doe - Repeat offender (Lovingly)

Alan Orion - Axe slinging hasher

Ren - Strawberry Twinkie

Tord - Cigar Commie

Gabriel - Winged bastard

Karl Heisenberg - Magnet daddy

Lord Viren - Mage daddy

Ethan Winters - Mold Twink

Joe Baker - Joe Baker for smash

Slappy the Dummy - Who you callin dummy dummy

Strade - Real red room hours

Lawrence Oleander - Gardener of decay

Jak Harasi - Weed man supremacy

Bo - the goodest boy

Mason Herial - survival of the thiccest

Spamton G. Spamton - The biggest shot

Glitchy Red - glitchy manz

Grey - Bootlegger

Steven/S!3v3n - Strangle me plz

Bob Vesleb - whats the beef

Frank - serial heartnapper

Angry boy Pedro - Don't talk me angy

Euthanasia Rabbit - missed again

Vtan - rage quit

Wally Darling - The most

Fliqpy - Flipped out

Flippy - War torn

Pop - Papa bear

Disco bear - Disco disco party hardy

Banban - party hats

PAL!Percy - Yandere machine

Norman (Mfn) - him

Noir [Unfriendly Norman] (Mfn) - edgy him

George (Mfn) - cab fare

Tax [Unfriendly George] (Mfn) - hickeys for hookie

Gordon J. O'Brian - tired handyman

Dennis (MFN) - Kaiju Brother

Tab/Dave Ruy (Orin Ayo/Breakthrough) - negative balls

Mario.exe - exe has stopped working

MX - VERY LARGE

Mr. Sys/S&S - unbeatable

Francis Mosses - Save a cow milk the milkman

Mr. Puzzles - Where are your subtitles

Vox - Trust us

Kinitopet/kinito - just a lil guy

Howdy Pillar - love bug

Twiddlefinger - Nugget killer

Does Bad Things Guy (I call him Shuck) - Buzzsaw

(More may be added)

[dreams-your-smp]

WAGH YAY IM GLAD SHINELOVE :DDD

i slept very cozily hehe -w- i have a nest in my tent internally sys wise :O

im good !! imma be letting other headmates fromt until three though but i cant wait until three !! ^w^

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:DDD!!

ooooo!! that sounds so comfy!!

im glad your good moonlight! Alright!!!! if anh of them want to talk here they can :33

see you at/around 3 beloved <3