#NOOOOOOO STOP BEING SO HOT

[prettybard]

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[evilminji]

Okay but? We of the DPxDC? Are COMPLETELY Sleeping on DPXBNHA?

And not even for the Main Plot Shenanigans!

Just?? It has ALL of DC's super powers? But MORE OF THEM. And like 80% of the population has um! Danny can?? Finally achieve his DREAM of being???

JUST SOME DUDE™!

Yeah, he's in Japan. That's a bit of a learning curve. And YEAH, there was a cataclysmic war like a few centuries back that sorta... fucked everybody up. No one wants to talk about it. There may be mass graves and Never Forget memorials. But?

On the SURFACE!

This place seems utopian!

No ghost hunters! Advanced technology! Robust social services*!

Wait... what was that asterisk? What do you mean "corrupt shadowy government organizations"? What do you MEAN "Immortal Supervillians"? NO SPACE PROGRAM!?!? AaaaaAAAAAAAAAAH?!?!? I'M IN HELL!!! This is ACTUALLY THE BAD PLACE, THIS IS HELL, OH GOD NOOOOOOO-!!!!!!

Cause see?

There are SO MANY REASONS he'd end up there?

Think about it! Wish that he lived somewhere his weird biology wouldn't exclude him from becoming an astronaut? In Quirks having Bnha Japan EVERYBODY has weird biology! Y'ain't special! You could TOTALLY be an astronaut!..... if we HAD those! We do not. Shut down that program during the Quirk Wars and never really started it again. (And somewhere, Desiree LAUGHS)

Or MAYBE? Things are getting a little hot on the ground? Bit TOO spicy. The Family Fenton and Friends have fallen back, behind the barely holding shields. Not even the Mansons considerable political maneuvering could stop the inevitably of human fear and blind unthinking hatred. Money can't buy everything, in the end. There is only ONE(1) way out.

Through the Zone.

Plan: Strangers In A Strange World is a go.

They're all Limnal enough to fake it. Sam with her plants. Tucker with his technology and persuasion. Jazz with her limited empathy. Their parents with their... well, weirdness. And with a touch of ghostly assisted meddling? Well, they've always BEEN there! Haven't they?

And that's not to MENTION the random 4 year olds with no control! JUST coming into their powers! With all those big emotions in tiny bodies? Startling events and tantrums? Villian attacks? What could THEY possibly hope to do to control or guide that fresh new power? It does what it does and the rest of us are just along for the ride!

If Danny happens to be minding his business and gets accidentally kidnapped by a VERY distraught 4 year old? Well, that's hardly the KIDS fault, now is it? They're FOUR! That is basically a toddler! Tiny child! They are upset, confused, and didn't mean to do ANYTHING. He's a hero. And Heros don't blame little kids from accidents, no matter HOW stressed it makes them.

No, the curse like a sailor INSIDE their head. Like an ADULT.

Just? Imagine~☆

The slow transition from *starry eyed shoujo sparkles* "This is SO COOL~!" to "huh, that's... kinda weird. And Sus. Weird Sus. Maybe nothing... oh! A distraction!" To "okay, this KEEPS happening, that was shady. You all saw that right? You realize that's not NORMAL, right? That that's fucked up? Not cool?" To "oh god, oh God, OH GOD! I'm in HELL! This is actually HELL! I'm trapped in HELL!!! WHAT THE FUC-"

Like? This kid LOVES space. LOVES the stars. And this is one of the few Superhero Cannon that SPECIFICALLY MENTIONS that IN CANNON? Thanks to Quirks? As in Superpowers? That VERY THING got fuckin SCRAPPED. Gutted. Consigned to be a relic of the past so they could all focus on punching each other Real Good.

He would weep BLOOD. Chew the WALLS. The LEVEL of unhinged this child would unleash? Not as Danny Phantom... but as DANNY J. FENTON? Beautiful. Vaguely psychotic. Definitely doing the Fenton Name proud. God, the NOISE HE WOULD MAKE would be inhuman and yet somehow? Come entirely from his human half.

They👏 Would👏 Hear👏 BOSS👏 MUSIC👏

I don't even know if he'd CARE about the main characters. They'd be tangential at best. The man would be in a one man war with I-Island over their lack of space program and hoarding of scientific progress. Probably living out of an abandoned building or forgotten subway station. Just? The MOST bedraggled, feral genius to ever haunt Japan.

As opposed to the REFINED feral genius. Who is Nedzu.

I bet Danny stands outside his school at one AM waving his scientific papers at a camera and YELLS. Like a deranged lunatic. Mismatched slippers and a "haven't slept in a week" crazed glint in his eyes.

He's Nedzu's new best friend. They GET each other.

And, yes, Nedzu COULD let him in... but it's faster to just let him yell and read the papers through the camera. Who CARES if they both seem insane! Let's shout about advanced physics and engineering at 1 am! Over the speakers!!! Oh? You need to physically SHOW me the notes? Well I COULD unlock the gates... OR just wait for you to finish scrambling up the walls like a feral Racoon, to then throw yourself OVER them.

Either, Or.

I'm just SAYING! We are SLEEPING on this! There is so, SO much fun to be had! Danny breaks rules and minds! His outrage over injustice and the complete lack of SPACE! His protection instincts going BUCK FUCKIN WILD. The INDESCRIBABLE hate boner he would have for Mr. "Lemme just rip parts of your soul out so I can collect your powers like pokemon cards" AfO.

There? Is SO MUCH, guys. SO MUCH!

@hdgnj @the-witchhunter @babbling-babull @hypewinter @nerdpoe @lolottes @dcxdpdabbles @mutable-manifestation

[milkzoro]

LAW ENFORCEMENT

🚢 marine!law (get it? lmao)

summary: you want law to play as a dirty navy admiral, he thinks you’re annoying so you suck his dick <3, this pic is so fucking sexy someone get me my rose toy.

warnings: blowjob, hair pulling, pirate/admiral, name calling,

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“you’ve been such a bad pirate ynyaaa~” his voice dripped in honey as he had you pushed against the mattress. “what am i gonna do with you? hmm?”

you whined at him, a giggle hidden in your tone. “oh nooooooo~ are you gonna tie me up admiral?”

you covered your lips as more giggles slipped through.

“take this seriously…”

his grip on your thigh tightened as he hovered over you, he was getting more and more annoyed. he didn’t know why he agreed to your silly request.

“how can i? you look so sexy.”

“maybe i’ll have to shut that pretty little mouth of yours. i bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

you smiled even more, exited to see this side of your nerdy boyfriend.

“off the bed. and get on your knees, brat.” he spit threw his teeth, you could tell he was enjoying himself now.

you quickly hopped off the bed and sat in front of him, hoping he would reward you somehow for being so good at following orders.

“gonna take care of that filthy mouth of yours first, then maybe you’ll get stuffed. i’ll guess we’ll just have to see how well you take it baby~”

he grabbed a fist full of hair as he came down to meet your flushed face. he smiled evilly at you, your soft boyfriend never looked so sinister.

“open y/n-ya, take it all.”

his pants and boxers hung loosely around his hips as he pumped his already hard cock. your tongue hung out your mouth waiting for it to be filled, like a starved dog.

“please, babygirl, tell me to stop if i’m hurting you. i wanna take care of you my sweet angel, i love you.”

he whispered sweetly before placing a few kisses to your forehead. he was so sweet to you always. you nodded your head and looked down, trying to hide the blush on your face but he stopped you.

“don’t you have a job to do, pirate?” he spat again, his harsh words returning immediately, how was he so good?

“sorry sir-” he made you scramble, the arousal swiftly growing inside you, laws husky voice was all you needed. you opened for mouth for him once again, preparing to take him all just like he said.

he desperately slid into your mouth, dirty swear words and hissing moans filled the room as he met his pelvis with your nose. he was shocked how you managed to take him all right off the start, like a filthy pirate.

“fuck, y/n-ya….. suchh a g-good gi— fuck.” his fingers played with strands of your hair, tugging softly at your roots.

you kept steady breaths as you held him inside your mouth, moving the flat of your tongue along his lengthy shaft. you felt him jolt as you pulled back, and quickly pushed back down. drool and his salty pre-cum spilled from your lips.

you knew he was reaching his orgasm because his grip on your scalp was much harsher. the closer he got the more he moved you on his own, fucking your mouth at his own pace. it was getting harder to breath now, you held back your gags as he hit the back of your throat repeatedly.

“filthy girl, y/n, so greedy taking me all like this—so so … good.”

he twitched in your mouth, his seed was ready to fill your cheeks, he was practically there. you held the base of his cock with your warm hand as you played with his pretty tip.

“so close.. right there, baby… shiiit! i’m gonna cum. take it all, p-please— i’m cumming! ah~”

hot cum flooded your tight mouth, he had so much to give… but you swallowed him all.

“pretty pirate…” his eyes flickered between your own and your glistening lips, his lowered himself to kiss you.

“back on the bed baby.”

*kiss kiss kiss*

[toomuchracket]

you would cook, i'd do the nappies (birthday party!matty x reader smut)

honeymoon. babymaking. need i say more? enjoy <3

“shit, shit, matty, i'm close, m'so fucking close - oh, fuck!”

your husband groans happily into your core, hands latched onto the sides of your shaking thighs, dragging you back and forth over his face to catch the last of your orgasm. you release your grip on his hair, softly carding your fingers through it as the aftershocks subside, and release your thighs’ grip around his head; matty quietly says “nooooooo” when you climb off him and lie back down, and laughs when you roll your eyes.

for a couple of minutes, the two of you do nothing but peacefully lie side by side and catch your breath, listening to the ocean and the call of seabirds outside. once he's regained his, matty rolls over and rests his head on your bare chest, kissing the soft skin between your tits before he speaks. “morning, wifey.”

“hi, my love,” you pout your lips, and matty meets them with his own immediately. the tang of your own arousal on his lips makes you beam. “thank you for the lovely start to the day.”

“i should be thanking you, darling,” matty kisses you again. “letting me pull you onto my face when you were still half-asleep and all.”

you smile bashfully. “like it when you wake me up like that, baby. you know,” you can feel your cheeks burning. “you could wake me up by, like, actually fucking me, too, if you want.”

matty tilts his head to look at you properly. “really?”

you nod. “i think starting my day full of you would be the ideal way to do so.”

“christ,” matty buries his face into your chest - when he reappears, his pretty face is stretched into a shit-eating grin. “yeah, you're just desperate to be full of me, aren't you? i remember what you said last night, sweetheart.”

“oh my god,” you cover your face in your hands.

“ah! don't you hide from me, mrs healy,” matty pulls your hands from your face and takes them in his own, smiling; his love for you is evident in those beautiful eyes of his, and his excitement to finally be married to you is even more evident in the way he says your shared name. “it was hot as fuck, you telling me you want me to get you pregnant. i want it too, darling - starting a family with you has been a dream of mine for a long time, you know.”

“yeah?”

“yeah,” matty kisses your nose. “a kid that's half you and half me, the best writer and the best frontman in the world? they'd be messianic levels of cool. and good-looking.”

you cackle, stroking his cheek with the side of your finger. “you're an idiot, you know that, yeah?”

“but i'm your idiot.”

“too fucking right, baby,” you beckon matty up to you with your index finger, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and connecting your lips to his. he kisses you back eagerly, whining into your mouth when you bite his lower lip and soothe it with your tongue - his hips begin to grind down into yours as the kiss deepens, want for you clear as the september morning itself. smiling against matty's lips, you reach for his left hand and the cool metal band on his ring finger. “you're mine, and i'm yours. forever.”

“fucking love the thought of that,” matty moans into your open mouth. “fucking love you.”

“i love you,” you whisper, moving your hips up to meet his. “and i want you. please?”

“shit,” comes the gasping reply - much to your irritation, though, matty’s hips slow to a stop. “i wish we could, baby. but we've got a brunch booking to get to.”

you whine. “but you've already eaten!”

matty laughs. “but you haven't! and you need to, darling - can't have my wife not being properly nourished, can i?”

“ugh, fine,” you frown; it drops from your face, though, as you look at your husband's rock-hard dick and an idea pops into your head. “can i have a starter now, though? promise i'll be quick.”

he smirks in response, shifting to lie back against the pillows with his hands behind his head. “by all means, sweet girl.”

***

humming happily, you lean your head back to rest on matty's chest, turning it to look up at him lovingly. “god, you really do have very talented hands.”

“well, i try,” matty pecks your lips, moving said hands from between your thighs so he can wrap his arms around your waist. the warm water of the bath sloshes further over your body as he does. “can't keep them off you, to be honest, sweetheart.”

“good. i don't want you to,” you sit up slightly, moving onto your knees to face your husband, beaming when he moans softly at the sight of your bubble-covered chest. his hands find your hips and pull you close to him - you both laugh at the way your knees slide on the slippery bottom of the bathtub, laughs that fade into a contented silence as you look into each other’s eyes. you rest your arms on his shoulders. “i love you.”

“i love you, my perfect girl,” matty presses his lips to your forehead, then to your own. “shall we get ready for bed now?”

“you're tired?” you giggle, tracing little patterns into your husband's shoulders. “s'pose it has been a long day.”

“no, i just want to take you to bed.”

“then take me,” you smile. matty opens his mouth to say something, but you beat him to it. “yes, that was a deliberate double entendre. who do you think i am?”

matty drops his head and nuzzles it into the crook of your neck; he drags his tongue up it, kissing over your jaw and cheek so he can whisper in your ear. “you’re my wife.”

the combination of matty's words and sultry tone send shivers careening across your body. has anything ever been so erotic? you doubt it.

“fuck,” you whine, hands clutching at the nape of matty's neck and at his side. “yeah, let's go to bed, baby.”

“whatever you want, wifey,” matty kisses you sweetly a final time, releasing his hold on your hips. “stand up for me, please, darling.”

you oblige, using him as leverage to move off your knees and blushing when he looks up at you and says “yeah, i like this view” - matty only laughs and pulls himself up to stand, leaning in to kiss you quickly before stepping out of the tub. he holds his hands out, and you gratefully take them as you step out too. the next little while is spent drying off, which really equates to you and your husband pressed up against each other while wrapped in a single plush towel, tenderly rubbing the other's skin and languidly making out. you've been desperate for matty to fuck you since he woke you up this morning, and these acts of intimacy - of pure love, actually - have you aching for him.

still, though, you prolong going to bed with him; once the two of you are suitably dry, you detach yourself from matty. “you go ahead through, baby, i need a second.”

matty's eyes fill with concern. “you alright, darling?”

“yeah, i'm fine,” you nod, smiling. “can feel a spot developing on my chin - just need to look and see if i packed spot gel or not, so i can put it on before i get… preoccupied.”

he giggles. “the realism of domesticity and married life. amazing. i'll meet you out there, sweetheart.”

“see you in a second, lover.”

a final wink, and matty leaves you alone in the bathroom, closing the door behind him. as soon as it clicks, you crouch and reach to the very back of the cupboard where you've stashed your skincare and makeup bags, not stopping until your fingertips make contact with a smooth cardboard box. carefully, you lift it over the bags, catching your spot gel with your middle finger and lifting it out too - you might have fibbed to matty about the main reason you stayed back in the bathroom, but you weren't kidding about the spot on your chin - and laying everything in your hands on the countertop.

after quickly applying the spot treatment and washing your hands, you lift the lid off the box and pull back the layers of tissue paper inside, revealing the most delicate piece of lingerie you think you've ever seen. it's new and custom-made for you, ivory-coloured and beautiful; the thong and babydoll dress are mostly silk, with ribbons for shoulder straps and a soft chiffon skirt-thing that does absolutely nothing to protect your modesty. you love it dearly, and you have a sneaking suspicion that matty will too. 

he's also going to some effort for tonight, it seems - while you slip into the lingerie, you hear him connect his phone to the sound system in your villa and shuffle through his intimacy playlist, and it makes you smile. when he finally settles on otis redding's these arms of mine (a favourite for slow dancing in the kitchen at home, and also for subsequently having sex on the table), you take a deep breath, pull the claw clip from your hair, and step into the bedroom.

matty doesn't look at you right away, sat at the end of the bed tapping at his phone (likely queuing more songs of this ilk to soundtrack the romantic evening you have ahead of you). but you don't mind, not in the slightest; it just means you get to look at him undisturbed, freshly-tanned skin almost glowing in the dim light of the bedroom and curls made wilder by the steam from the bath. his wedding ring catches the light as he reaches to put his phone on the bedside table, and the sight of it sends a flush of lust right through you.

he's so beautiful. and he's yours.

“hi, darling,” matty starts as he sets the phone down, still not looking at you. “d'you find the- fuck me.”

you giggle as your husband looks at you and your outfit for the first time - half because of his swift change in conversation, half because the way he's looking at you is so overwhelming. 

those eyes of his are filled with nothing short of wonder. it's like you've entranced him, actually. matty makes no attempt to move, or speak, or even blink until you've wandered over to stand in front of him; only when you softly cup his jaw does he move - to smile - and speak. “i am, without a doubt, the luckiest fucker on the planet. look at you, sweetheart.”

“you like my outfit, then?”

“like?!” matty scoffs. he brings his hands to your hips, sighing happily when you card your fingers through his hair. “it's beautiful. and it's so sexy. you look like fuckin, i don't know, aphrodite or something.”

you chuckle, leaning down to kiss his head. “thanks, baby,” you straighten up, and matty's gaze doesn't leave your chest for a second as you do. “oi, healy, my eyes are up here.”

he goes bright red - god, you love that you still have the ability to fluster him - and grins. “sorry, healy - fuck, i love saying that to you - but they were right there! what else was i meant to do? you know i'm obsessed with them.”

“well, do you want to see them now?” you say, hands moving to the ribbons on your shoulders.

matty laughs. “you're eager tonight, wanting to take your pretty outfit off as soon as you put it on.”

“mmm,” you kiss him, pulling back just as his tongue starts to swipe at your lower lip. “just been thinking about having sex with you all day. m'needy.”

“believe me, i know - two orgasms already today, and you want more?” matty tuts, but he can't keep the smile from his face. “don't worry, gorgeous, you'll get them. gonna give you everything you want, my love.”

“everything?”

you don't specify exactly what you mean, but matty nods slowly in understanding anyway, a small smile on his pretty face. without breaking eye contact, he lifts the skirt of your dress up and kisses your bare stomach. “gonna put a baby in there tonight, sweetheart.”

fuck.

“promise?” you say, shakily, breathily, legs on the verge of giving way from the plentiful desire striking between them.

“promise,” matty nods, still pressing gentle kisses to your belly. his hands move to the backs of your knees, tugging you forward to straddle him. “but i think we should do it again tomorrow, just to make sure. and the day after that, and so on, etc etc. you'll be flying home pregnant, i'll make sure of that, sweetheart.”

“hope that won't be too much of an effort for you,” you tease, giggling when he blows a raspberry into your neck - it turns to a full-on cackle when matty leans back and rolls you both over, caging your body into the mattress and continuing to blow raspberries into the bits of your exposed skin that he knows are ticklish.

“nah, it's a treat when you've got a wife as beautiful as i have,” your husband pulls himself up slightly to look in your eyes. there's nothing but love in his gaze, and you know yours is the same. “can i tell you a secret?”

“ooh, yeah.”

matty kisses you deeply, a proper head-spinner of a kiss, before murmuring against your lips. “i love making you cum.”

“that has got to be the worst-kept secret of all time.”

“well, let me tell you another one, then.”

“alright.”

another kiss, less gentle than the last; matty takes your lip between his teeth, dragging it to release as slowly as honey dripping from a spoon. “i really want to make you cum now.”

“again, obvious,” you pant out, body tingling with want. “can feel how hard you are, baby.”

matty laughs breathily, rolling his hips into yours almost as slowly as he released your lip. “and i can feel how wet you are. maybe we should take that pretty underwear off before you ruin it, yeah?”

“and then you'll ruin me?”

“of course, darling,” matty giggles, kissing your nose. “will you shuffle back and get comfy on those pillows, please?”

you nod. “d'you want me to take off my dress first, or…?”

your husband thinks for a second. “may i?”

“of course,” you smile. “just pull the end of the bows on my shoulders, and…”

“obsessed with that. you're like a little gift i get to unwrap,” matty beams. “well, you're already a gift. but you know what i mean. anyway,” he giggles excitedly as he undoes the straps of your lingerie, then moans softly when it falls down enough to reveal your chest. “fuck, you're so hot.”

“back at you, gorgeous,” you wink. “now - please get me naked and get inside me, baby.”

“as you wish, my love. what is it they say, again?” matty’s brow furrows in thought as he carefully pulls your dress and thong down - tapping your hip so you can raise it and he can slide them off - and lays them at the bottom of the bed. “happy wife, happy life?”

“yeah, think so.”

“well, mrs healy,” matty grins, leaning down to make out with you again and wrap your legs around him. “i'm about to make us both really bloody happy.”

you moan when he slides the head of his dick through your folds, gathering the abundant wetness. “sounds good- oh.”

“christ,” matty hisses as he slowly pushes into you, your body rearranging to welcome him home. he smiles down at you once he's bottomed out. “feel fucking perfect, as always.”

“shhhhh,” you giggle, hiding your face in his neck. “you know i can't take compliments. but,” you smirk. “i can take you.”

matty laughs, throwing his head back before kissing yours. “yeah?”

“yeah.”

“well, in that case,” your husband pulls his hips back, almost fully leaving you, before thrusting quickly back in. you sigh happily at the feeling, and matty smiles. “feel good, my love?”

“perfect,” you breathe out, dopamine clouding your brain more and more with each precise thrust of matty's hips. a particularly pointed one has you keening. “oh, do that again, please.”

“this?” matty repeats the movement, over and over, groaning when you cry out and clench around him. “fuck, sweetheart, m'gonna cum if you keep doing that.”

“good.”

he smiles. “no, not yet, it isn't. wanna get my sweet girl off again first before i fill her up.”

there's another gush to your core. matty notices, of course, and laughs slightly deliriously. still fucking you borderline-animalistic, he leans down to take one of your nipples in his mouth, dragging his tongue up your chest and neck so he can talk directly in your ear. “you like me talking about that, darling? how i'm gonna pump you full of me, get you all sticky and dripping, with a baby in your belly? my baby? our baby?”

every muscle in your body is taut with pleasure; your throat is so constricted that you can barely speak, but you manage a whimper. “please. want…”

your brain is too cloudy to finish the rest of the sentence. somewhere in its recesses, you worry that matty will give in to his slight sadistic streak and make you finish it, but luckily, today, he understands. of course, that might be because he's just as fucked out as you are - he certainly looks it, eyes black and heavy, jaw slack, a sheen of sweat glistening on his pretty face. he's gorgeous, though, and he smiles shyly when you tell him as much. “i love you, my girl. gonna make you cum soon, yeah?”

you nod enthusiastically, softly reaching up to caress his face with your left hand. matty turns his head slightly, still fucking you, and kisses your rings, those pretty signifiers of the two of you belonging together and to each other; you smile as he does. “love you.”

“you're so fucking cute,” matty kisses you passionately. his leaning forward lets him thrust deeper inside you, and he moans into your mouth when you suddenly jolt and clench like a vice around him. “that the spot?”

“yeah.”

“in that case, then…” matty leans even further forward, quickly detaching your legs from his waist and resting his elbows beside your head. incongruous with the feral way he's driving his hips into your own and hitting that spot inside you, your husband tenderly brushes your hair from your face and smiles. “feeling good, darling?”

“so good,” you lift your head to kiss him, teeth sinking into his bottom lip in reaction to a particular thrust sending shockwaves through your nervous system. “m'getting close, baby.”

“good girl.”

shit. your eyes roll back in ecstasy at the phrase, and you cling to matty in a wordless plea for him not to stop. wordless, because your jaw is shaking too uncontrollably from the electric pleasure in every nerve ending on your body for you to talk. he knows, though.

and he knows exactly how to blow the fuse. “taking me so fucking well, sweetheart. will you cum for me?” matty coos, fucking you impossibly faster and deeper, dragging whines from your lips. “need to feel you, darling, need you to cum on my dick like a good girl and make me cum, make me fill you up with our baby. you'll do that for me, won't you? cum for me, so i can get you pregnant?”

you will. and you do, so quickly after the words leave his mouth that it would be embarrassing if you weren't so in love; your entire body tenses, so hard your muscles will surely ache tomorrow, and then releases. your limbs quiver, flailing wildly against the mattress, and your chest heaves as you cry out your husband's name. he cries out yours in reply, before crashing his lips onto yours, still erratically fucking into you even as you feel him spurt hot cum deep in your cunt.

matty all but falls on top of you once he's finished, your sweaty, satisfied bodies breathing heavily in rhythm. neither of you make any attempts to move for a while, aside from you gently stroking the back of his head and him pressing soft kisses to your collarbone - neither of you dare, lest you let any cum spill out of you instead of doing what it's designed for. you like being like this with matty, anyway, as physically and emotionally connected to him as possible, and you know he loves it too.

he's the first to move, though, lifting his head to kiss you softly before sitting back up onto his knees as best he can without slipping out of you. “i love you.”

“i love you too,” you smile sleepily, stretching your arms with a yawn. “loved that. i think babymaking is my new favourite kind of sex.”

your husband laughs. “same, definitely,” he smiles, manoeuvring your legs so they're at a 90° angle to the rest of your body. “can i stretch your legs back a little bit, sweetheart? think it'll be the best way to pull out but still keep my cum in you.”

you nod, pulling your legs back enough so your backside lifts off the bed, while matty sucks air in through his teeth and pulls out. he grins. “that actually worked! god, i am so smart. right, let me just run and clean myself up

“ok, baby,” you smile as he speeds to the ensuite, sliding your hands under your backside to keep it up. giggling, you push it up and rest on your elbows in a sort-of shoulder stand. “feel like this is also quite smart, actually.”

matty peers around the doorframe and cackles. “you are literally doing gymnastics to keep my cum inside you, you weirdo.”

“your weirdo,” you tease, as matty comes over and carefully wipes the wetness from your entrance. he flops on the bed beside you, kissing your cheek. “but what can i say? i just really want to have your baby.”

matty rolls onto his side, stroking your cheek. “i want that too, darling,” he murmurs softly. “i really hope it happens soon.”

“i think it will,” you kiss him sweetly, then smirk. “if it's a boy, are we still naming him after you?”

“oh, fuck off.”

[pookie-and-cereal]

PROMPTS OF ALL PROMPTS (Part I)

Fluffy Dialogue Sentence Starters

Warning ⚠️ there’s some mild intamcy at the end

"Is that my shirt?"

"Your cheeks are so cute!"

"Could you hold my hand? It’s for research purposes"

"Your hand is so small/big"

"You smell nice"

"I love you" "You mean it?" "Of course darling, you mean the world to me"

"Can I brush your hair?"

"Could you maybe— help zip up my dress/shirt?"

"I hate the summer! I’m so hot!" "You are�� er— it is hot…"

"Don’t forget your coat, it’s cold outside"

"I love the way your hand feels on mine"

"You know you love me~"

"I got this pre ordered just for you"

"You look lovely darling"

"Why are you upset?" "You didn’t give me a kiss" "oh? Then, how about I fulfil that request right now?"

"Why are you looking at me like that?" "You— You just look so amazing, and I look as if I’ve underdressed"

"If I knew you were an amazing kisser, I would’ve asked you out sooner"

"Like it?" "Like it? I love it!"

"Have you been taking my favorite shirts?!" "Uhm. Maybe?"

"Allow me"

"You are just so fine!"

"May I have this first dance?"

"Could you please let me make the first move! Just this once?"

"Oh! Uh— you like the way I kiss you?!"

Drunk Dialogue Sentence Starters

"Well, hello beautiful~"

"Could youuu hold myy duck?" "Do you mean glass—?" "Yes yes, of course, have another glass"

"Get off of me, you reek of alcohol"

"Was your voice alway this angelic?"

"Wanna hear a joke?" "No" "Who’s there?" "What?" "You’re supposed to sayyy knock knock!" "That’s not how it goes!"

"NoOoOoOo! Give me back my glass! I won fair and square!"

"I can handle my liquor" 2 minutes later "Why does my hand taste like chocolateee?"

"You look lonleyyyy~" "Mhm, and I prefer it that way"

"Pour me another glass, Sherman" "No, you’re too drunk! And for GODS SAKE MY NAME’S [ych]!"

I know there aren’t a lot for this prompt, but bare with me 🤡

Confession Dialogue Sentence Starters

"Why are you doing this?" "Because I love you"

"We can’t stay friends, because my feelings for you— they keep growing every single day"

"STOP BEING SO GODDMAN CUTE!" "You think I’m cute—?!" "Goddammit, me and my big mouth"

"Please kiss me," "what—?" "You heard me"

"Will you go out with me?"

"You’re gorgeous"

"Be mine?"

"I know we just did that to make my ex jealous, but uh, hehe, I’ve fallen for you. Literally"

"If you go out with me, I’ll do my best to make every wish of yours come true"

"Go out with me" "for a hundred bucks" *pulls out a hundred bucks*

"Let’s stop pretending we don’t have feelings for each other"

Nsfw Dialogue Sentence Prompts

"You know I like it when you’re on your knees"

"Either I join you, or I watch you"

"We shouldn’t be doing this! Especially since—" "Shh, we’re going to get caught, I suggest you keep those moans inside"

"Stop biting your lip, that’s my role"

"I’ll give you the best night ever, if you make me feel good"

"Were you— touching yourself just now?"

"Once I’m done with you, you won’t even be able to walk tomorrow"

"I’m going to make you forget [name]"

"You like that? Good, now put on a show"

"I can hear your moans from inside the bathroom"

"Awe, I guess you’re really cute when you’re senseless"

"Stop! Please," "Please, what? Please you, prince/princess/your highness?"

"If you keep making those fake moans, In just about a minute we’re going to hear some real ones"

[moonchildstyles]

im kinda missing uni sooooooooooooo

maybe flower and h haven’t talked in a day or two because exams are coming up and they’ve both just been so busy with their own stuff, maybe she had a chem exam first and Harry helped her with that before focusing on his stuff, so now they’re just basically locking themselves away to cram, and flower is at the library with her books scattered around her table and her headphones in so focused on the book in front of her, and h has been on the opposite corner of the library for a couple of hours but neither of them know and they hadn’t had a chance to cross paths bc they’re both hunched over their papers, but maybe he had to pee and he’s just making a lap around the building to stretch his legs and when he leaves the bathroom he’s stopping in his tracks when he sees her, brows furrowed as she types something on her computer and he’s just (: and she doesn’t notice him, shoving her pen between her teeth to briefly focus on her laptop, and he walks back to his table and packs his things and immediately going over to her but she’s taken up the whole table so he sets up at the table next to hers, and she only briefly looks up at the movement but doesn’t realize it’s him because she’s kinda stressed, and it’s only when he has his stuff spread out does he walk over to her and come up behind her to softly wrap his arms around her shoulders and she jumps as Harry tugs out her earbuds and kisses her cheek and she turns her head to his smile asking how she is and how long she’s been here and he crouches down with his hands on the arm of her chair bc he doesn’t want to sit and disturb her long but she’s happy to see him and babbling about the study guide and after a few minutes he asks if she can watch his things and she’s just ??? bc where is he sitting but she says sure and he kisses her before he’s getting up and she’s watching as he grabs his backpack from the table in front of hers and giving her a small wink before he’s walking away and she doesn’t question what he’s up to- until 10 minutes later when a warm coffee cup is being set in front of her with a kiss to her forehead and she can’t even say thank you before he’s sitting at his table, facing her and she mouths her thanks which he just smiles at and sips his own coffee, and they just study like that for hours, occasional glances and funny faces, both of their headphones in, and sometimes they’ll send each other a random message or get up to stretch and get a kiss and it’s just so cute them studying together like that ):

- 🍓

NOOOOOOO THIS IS SO CUTE STOP IT:(((( the idea of him seeing her and just moving everything over so he can be close to her:( but I can so see him being like he doesn't want to distract her or anything so he stays at a separate table and makes sure she's still studying and staying up on everything:( always there to help if she has a question though but hes so proud of her when she gets it all together all by herself and has him look at it after :((((((( and him going to get her a chai or a matcha or something :((( BUT I NEED YOU TO KNOW HOW DEEPLY THE IDEA OF HIM CROUCHING BY HER CHAIR AND LOOKING UP AT HER IS EMBEDDED IN MY BRAIN:( like that is SO sweet peak romance of him looking up at her and giving her a little kiss before being like okay im going to go get her a hot chocolate :) and they def take tiny breaks together for kisses and decompressing nad just :( im literally sos down bad this is so cute :(

[ap0wersstories]

Lexie Farm Girl

*Important Note*

The following story is 100% fiction with zero real world relevance, non-consensual sex/sexual assault or underage sex of any kind is wrong and should never be accepted. If you are considering or have committed such an offence I suggest you get serious psychiatric help.

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Lexie loves horses, being a farm girl she’d been around them all her life and at 20yo she was well versed in knowing how they ticked. She even loved to bareback ride the horses that she worked with at a range part time. She loved the work there but there were a couple of stable hands that just seemed a little too interested in her at times. She would be grooming the horses and catch them staring, she knew she had a figure that most men loved but these guys were in their late 30s and early 40s. It creeped her out. 

One hot summers friday she walked in at the end of her shift, she’s changed into a summer dress to meet with some friends, something her boss was well aware of. “Dan, Steve? I’m off, see you next week!”

Steve was cleaning up one of the stables, “hold on there’s still a tone of work to be done, why are you leaving?”

Lexie had no patience for this, she knew he was goading her, “look if you have an issue take it up with the boss, otherwise fuck off!”

She didn’t realise Dan had come up right behind her, “hey don’t talk to Steve like that, that’s rude! I think you’ve gotta pay for that kinda back chat!”

In a flash he wrapped a strap he was holding around her neck and shoved her to the ground. Steve grabbed another strap and immediately bound her wrists. Lexie couldn’t believe what was happening, all her fears of these men were completely founded as they each started undoing their belt buckles and unzipping their pants. Lexie was petrified by what they planned for her but knew it wasn’t good. Steve got down to eye level, “it’s time that razor sharp mouth got put to its true use, sucking cock. But don’t you dare bite down on it or we’ll get the whips and belts out on to you!” Steve then shove his cock in her face, Lexie refusing to take it in, but then yanked the belt around her neck up and as she gasped for air Steve took his chance and shoved it in. Her face fucked her for a good 30sec before pulling out allowing Dan his opportunity, back and forward they went using her for a few minutes before Steve yanked her up. 

He dragged her over to a fence and undid her wrist bindings only to then bind her to the fence, he then lifted up her dress and yanked down her panties so they dropped to the ground uselessly. He rubbed his cock up against her pussy several times with Lexie sobbing and begging in protest, “please guys stop! Please, I won’t tell anyone! Please don’t fuck me!”

Steve yanked her hair back and said in her ear, “keep fucking begging! It’ll only make us harder and fuck you with more vigour!!! Ready to get mounted bareback!?” 

And with that awful question her shoved his cock into her pussy, Steve was in heaven, he’d never experienced raping such a gorgeous girl like this and doing it in a barn was like an ultimate fantasy. He grabbed her hips hard and was slapping up against her body while Lexie moaned and sobbed at the abuse. 

Steve could feel his orgasm coming and didn’t want to waste it, he lifted one of her legs so she was getting fucked with one leg in the air like a porn star. Grunting like an animal and with the horses around them even responding to the sounds he let out a cry of delight as he shot his load in her pussy. “Fuck yes! Fucking take my cum you farm whore!!!! You are so hot Lexie I’ve wanted this since the moment I laid eyes on you!!”

Lexie was in shock and couldn’t believe what he was doing, “nooooooo don’t cum inside me!!!!!! Take it out, please!!!!!” But those cries just made Steve slam his cock into her more squirting more semen into her 20yo body. Finally with a shake of his body his cock went soft and he pulled out. Lexie twitched as her body tried to recover from the abuse she’d just endured. 

She wasn’t given a chance to recover, Dan undid her bindings attaching her to the fence and dragged her still with her wrists bound to a dirty table and picked her up dumping her on it. He pulled open her dress revealing her sloppy raped pussy, Dans cock was rock hard and ready. He rubbed the head of his cock on the outside of Lexie’s pussy, with Steve’s cum coating his cock. He then thrusted hard into her and immediately started pumping hard and grunting like an animal. “Fuck yes Lexie, I’ve wanted to do this since we first met! I’ve been jerking to your instragram and now I’ll finally get to bust a load inside you!!”

Lexie had given up protesting, perhaps she knew it only made them enjoy it more but she still sobbed uncontrollably as Dan continued fucking her like the whore he’d always pictured her as. But all good things must come to an end and he felt his balls swelling in anticipation of his orgasm. 

“Fuck yes, here it comes you fucking whore!!!” And with that Dan sent the second load of cum into Lexie in only a matter of minutes. Every thrust and every grunt was another squirt of cum inside Lexie’s pussy. 

Lexie sobbed as Dan pulled his now soft cock out of her, as an additional humiliation Dan stuck a deep tongue kiss on Lexie and lick her tears as they poured down her cheeks. 

As Steve and Dan walked away from her, Steve yelled, “Enjoy your girls night out with a sloppy pussy!”

Lexie pulled up her panties, she’d finally stopped crying. As she stumbled out of the stable she could feel the cum dribble out of the her sloppy abused pussy. 

[jennyandvastraflint]

Xena Reactions S3Ep4. Aka WOAH THAT'S A LOT OF TRAUMA FOR MY POOR GABRIELLE Part 1 😭

Ffs why is Ares here AGAIN

OH who is THIS

Discord?? She kinda 👀 (gosh her outfit)

Ares you are so mfing UGLY I hate your stupid beard

Call him out, Discord 😍

GABRIELLEEEE

Hehe she's doing philosophy

Gosh Xena is silly silly

HER SLAPPING GABRIELLE TO STOP HER

BRITANNIA

CAESAR. FUCK.

Oh that did something to her. Poked that trauma, hu

Damn her listing stuff

"You know her?"

Why is there a dude with only one god again

"And to destroy Caesar" EPIC MUSIC. OHOHOHHH. She's gonna go REVENGE

"Xena doesn't hate Romans. Just Caesar."

Damn, Xena actually telling Gabrielle stuff? 😂

"The gods I know are trouble enough"

Sdbfhhdhdd HE MATERIALISED AROUND THE SWORD

Jesus Ares, fuck YOOOUUU

oh I hate this Ares whispering in her ear. I'd genuinely rather have Joxer here compared to Ares... Like if I had to choose. Preferably I want neither.

Is this Gabrielle's boyfriend of the week 😑

GABRIELLE BELIEVES IN LOVE TO XENA THO

I love Gabrielle teaching sb what Xena taught her

GABRIELLE GENTLY ASKING WHAT'S UP ❤️

I love them talking 😊

They really said Damn we got a ship now, let's put like four episodes on a boat!

How's the view from up there

Ohhh, is she sending morse code

"Yes, sir. They're headed north" ehdhdhd

A chariot again. Damn makes me nostalgic for Callisto

OH A HOT WOMAN

Damn Xena and that woman definitely fucked in the past. They have divorced sapphics energy

I dearly love that you actually see something in these night scenes. As opposed to new shows

GABRIELLE NOOOOOOO!!!!

I love women btw.

"Because your hatred for him won't allow you to be elsewhere" Oh she read her like a scroll of parchment

AHHHHH XENA LIKE "No that's impossible"

Oh shit she's about to murder someone bc her gf isn't here (*cough* Xena and Vastra are so alike-)

oh fuck yea...

And her ex kneeew

"Nooo." ough

Stop manhandling Gabrielle my babygirl

Pls she's so FEISTY😍😊

YUCK. CAESAR

Hi Karlchen.

OH. GABRIELLE IS TRYING TO SELL HERSELF SHORT SO SHE CAN'T BE USED TO BLACKMAIL XENA

Shit r they gonna threaten to crucify Gabrielle

Ohhh, is Xena gonna infiltrate

EW. STRAIGHT AGENDA (I knooow it's just a cover but still)

Eepy Gabrielle

Uh oh. I hate how smart Caesar is...

NOOOOOOOOO THEY PUT GABRIELLE UP

NO. NOPEEEE NOT THE BROKEN LEGS That's so fucked up

Xena's gonna save her

HA. She knew they were gonna bring them there.

Haha, Caesar's dumbstruck face

GABRIELLE CAN YOU MAKE BIGGER HEART EYES AT XENA

"Timing. We've got to work on timing."

HER CATCHING GABRIELLE 😍

She split his spear!!!

AHAHA FUCKING LOSER GOT HURT.

Rip his banner!!!

Oh, now his massive ego is scratched

NOT GABRIELLE APOLOGISING FOR BEING CAPTURED 😭😭😭

Awww, poor thems

Oh fuck they're taking the temple

Their shield formation and Xena just jumps them... 😂

Mmmmm... Not sure I like that. I'm calling the temple is a trap honestly... This went too smoothly

Oh Xena is enjoying this TOO much

And of course Ares is back.......

Ares stop shouting.

"Trust me, Xena!" "Based on what?" YES

Uhhhh why does this have the vibe of sacrificial virgin.....

Is their one god Chaos

Innocent blood? OH FUCK Gabrielle's blood innocence isn't it

NOOOOO, GABRIELLE

Mmmmmmh...

O_O GABRIELLE STABBED HER. SHE JUST KILLED FOR THE FIRST TIME

This is gonna let the god come out

WTFFFFFFF

I hate this guy

GABRIELLE MY POOR GIRL 😭😭😭

SHE'S SCREAMING, SOMEONE GO HUG HER. XENA!!!! YOUR GF IS IN DANGER

Oh she is enjoying that revenge on Xena bit too much

"That's where Gabrielle is" HUAGGHH

SHE HUGS HER. SHE HOLDS HER AWWWW

"No, Gabrielle, you couldn't"

"Accidentally!!!" "No, I stabbed her"

POOR GABRIELLE!!! SHE'S HIDING BEHIND XENA. PROTECTIVE XENA.

"What have you done to her, you BASTARD!?" She's big mad

Oh fuck. They wanna welcome that god and there's a battle about to begin outside

GABRIELLE!!!! FIRE. MY POOR BABY

Xena is so frightened for her gf

She's hovering over flames

Damn what a thin stone wall

HOLD ON GABRIELLE

Xena was scratched :(

BOOB KNIFE!!!

Xena is so sexy honestly

"Great at WHAT?" OH SHE'S THROWING HIM IN AND SAVING HER WIFEY

"I got you, I got you" Aaaaaaah

THEY'RE SO CLOSE. XENA IS SO PROTECTIVE OF HER

Kaboom

OUGH THEY'RE SO

"It hurts inside" OUGH sobbing. Gabrielle got me sobbing

Damn those are some CGI'd ruins

Also they really just abandoned the supposed A plot of the battle. That was SO smart tho. Like, from a story perspective. It was brilliantly executed.

[captainnameless]

Yes to that last anon! I can just imagine Max (and let’s be real Lando too) just taking off sprinting with a shout of VAMOS

Nap time? “vamos!!” and they’ve scattered, time to tidy up? VAMOS

Carlos asks them to do anything and suddenly Max can only speak Spanish (magically it seems they don’t understand Papa’s Spanish just their own 😉)

no bc:

“Vamos?”

There’s a chuckle that Carlos cannot help from escaping, catching Max’s eyes while he steps out of the Ferrari hospitality.

“Your new favorite word, no?” He asks, amused, ruffles Max’s hair as he moves past him, waits a split second to makes sure Max follows. “But yes, we’re going. Where’s Lando?”

Max shrugs, quickens his step to walk alongside Carlos, suppressing a yawn into his palm. “He went ahead.”

Carlos notices the yawn, figures it’s gonna be a relatively relaxing night. He knew Lando had wanted to go down and had been a little surprised when Max has showed up too after media. Figured he would be out partying with his team after the 10 consecutive wins, a history breaking record after all. But Max desperately needed a break, the stress and pressure of today seeping out of him after having delivered, Daniel still being hurt and the news of him possibly not returning for Singapore having it’s effects too.

“I can ask GP, if it’s too much.” Max had muttered, sort of partially hiding behind Lando who looked offended at the suggestion. Carlos quickly spoke before Lando could.

“Of course not, Max. You’re always welcome.”

They meet up at with Lando at the gates, saying his goodbyes to Alex before he joins them.

“I’ll meet you guys at the hotel.” Max speaks, opening the door to his car. “Take a shower first.”

Carlos nods, shoots him a smile, momentarily distracted which gives Lando the opportunity to slide into the drivers seat.

“Too slow!” He grins, beeping the horn. “Vamos!”

Carlos suppresses a groan while he slides into the passenger seat, might not be the relaxing night he’d been expecting.

- - -

Max shows up in sweats and a T-shirt two sizes too big for him. His hair’s still damp and his cheeks are flushed from the hot shower. He looks soft and sleepy. Carlos figures he’s only a kiss and a cuddle away from falling asleep, Lando on the other hand-

“Maxie Max!” Lando’s shouting from a few feet behind Carlos, scrambling to get up from where he’d been sat cross legged on the floor puzzling, a desperate attempt from Carlos to get him to settle down.

Lando’d gotten into a new phase where he’d go into ADHD mode when he’s clearly tired, trying to keep himself awake. Puzzling usually quieted him down significantly, sat between Carlos’ legs but not today, the promise of his friend joining him for a sleep over.

“Lando, tranquilo.”

“No, tranquilo! Vamos!” The smaller brunette moves past Carlos to grab Max’s arm, pulling him over to where he was sitting before.

Carlos groans as Max giggles, allowing himself to be pulled along, backpack dropping at Carlos’ feet.

So much for his relaxing night.

Carlos allows them to puzzle for a bit, up until they decide the puzzle pieces make excellent weapons and start throwing them at each other in a made up game of war.

“Alright! Alright,” Carlos calls out when he’s hit square in the face. “Time for bed.”

There’s a simultaneous “Nooooooo!”

“Clean up then brush your teeth.” Carlos simply replies, not entertaining their disapproval.

Lando blinks up at the elder before scrambling to his feet. “Vamos, Max! Brush our teeth, Papa’ll clean up.”

Carlos gawks for a second while he watches Max scramble up a little more clumsy, clearly still more exhausted than Lando is before following after him.

“Eres un mocoso!” Carlos calls after him, stopping Lando dead in his tracks.

“Hey!” Because he knows that word. “I’m not a brat!”

Carlos laughs. “Oh so you know more words than vamos? How about travieso?”

Max looks stumped while Lando puts on his frowny face, his Spanish does not go behind counting to ten, hi and bye and now vamos.

“I’m not naughty.” Lando huffs back, crossing his arms over his chest.

“You gonna help Papa clean up the puzzle?”

Lando groans dramatically, turns to Max. “Papa can’t clean up the puzzle, so I’ll help him, you can brush your teeth okay?”

Max nods, tiredness consuming him more now that their game is over and disappears into the bathroom after getting his backpack.

“Good boy,” Carlos praises, pressing a kiss to Lando’s head when he’s in reach.

- - -

Carlos is used to having little space while sleeping with Lando, the younger usually attached to him as much as possible but even with the big hotel beds it’s a snug fit for the three of them, and Leo.

“I like Leo.” Lando comments, mostly on top of Carlos so he can reach over and pet the plush in Max’s hand.

“Me too.” Max smiles, another yawn leaving him while he cuddles a little bit closer to Carlos side. “Carlos?”

“Hmm?” Carlos hums, struggling to keep his own eyes open as the weekend’s exhaustion catches up to him.

“Can I call Daddy to say goodnight?”

It’s not like Carlos would’ve said no anyway, but now he really can’t, cause Lando shoots up from his cuddle spot with a cheer. “Danny!”

They’re in the same time zone, so Daniel answers on the second ring, greeted by a mix of Danny’s and Daddy’s.

“You look snug.” Daniel comments with a chuckle, once the boys have settled down.

Carlos smiles. “I am.”

“Daddy sleep with us?” Max pipes up, and Daniel is not one to deny those sleepy puppy eyes, which is how Carlos’ phone screen ends up on Max’s side of the bed, the brightness all the way down and Max’s side squished into the pillow next to it, Carlos’ arm around him while Lando’s barely awake against his chest.

He has a surprisingly good sleep.

[just-some-random-blogger]

hello first time here, what a shame, how are you? I wanted to know if you could write needy kisses with s/o and morpheus in which she teases him and blurts out "I doubt it, come here and make me, then....." ! and however it ends up in a lot of biting, moaning between kisses, being absolutely a hot wet mess too much to hold.

Doing My Goth Boyfriends Makeup! (I had to beg [my knees hurt ])

Dream of the Endless x Reader

Summary: You were going to give your king a goth boyfriend make over. No one can stop you. (Except maybe him)

Word Count: 1k+

Warnings: Crackfic, gender neutral!reader, reader pretending to be a youtube beauty guru, reference of a (problematic) yt beauty guru, Dream gets a makeover, fluff, typos, etc.

A/N: HI ANON! Lol, 'what a shame'??? HAHHAH I mean we all start somewhere, I'm glad you're here <3. I'm doing good but these fics have effectively distracted me from the real world so consider yourself blessed that it was your request that I did before i finish work and continue writing AHAHH IM SLOWLY USING UP ALL THE CRUMBS I NEED MORE DREAM I NEED SEASON 2 RN [breathes fire]gif from pinterest

I press record, "hi guys welcome to my channel," I start as I raise my phone. I swivel and point the camera to the king on his throne, "today we're in the Dreaming and I'm going to be doing everyone's favorite king's makeup!"

I turn the camera so show Dream's beautiful bare face. I snort at his stoic and seamless face.

I lean back and look at him from my phone screen with a grin, "say," your voice drops to an exaggeratedly low octave, "hi sisters."

"..."

I raise my brows at him, "Dreamy."

Dream hesitates before sighing, "hi sisters."

"Nooooooo!" I bring my device down and inch, "don't say it like that. That was hot. You're supposed to say it like: 'hi sisters'."

"..."

"Hi sisters!"

"..."

"Dreammmm."

He places his palm on my phone and gives me a face, "I do not understand what this has to do with doing my makeup."

I pull my phone away and point it back to him, "you wouldn't understand even if I explained, boomer."

"I do not wish to understand," he mutters.

"Boomer," I tease with a nose scrunch, "don't worry, I'll make you pretty in no time."

He hums as I walk over to him and look around the vast room, realizing I had nowhere to place my phone. I turn back to the Lord of Dreams as he grabs the back of my thigh casually and kneads it.

"Papi, can you will me up a camera stand."

Dreams eyelids drop, "is it truly necessary.?

"Yuh," I nods profusely, "you can't put makeup on your boyfriend and not record it. Duhhhh."

He squeezes my thigh tightly as he shoots me a look. I purse my lips at him innocently and motion vaguely, "a camera stand, please."

With a hand raise and the sound of flowing sand, a camera stand propped directly in front of us materializes. I pull away from Dream, his hand unwillingly gets left behind, and set up my camera in front of him.

I grin at myself on the screen and pose with a peace sign.

"Right," I grab my makeup bag that I left on the floor on the side of his throne, "now I'm going to need a table for my stuff, and a chair so I don't have to keep standing."

Dream wastes no time in willing a table next to him. I immediately place my things on it and turn my head to find the chair, or a stool, or something, "where's the chair?"

The Endless' response was to pat his thigh firmly, "you will find it quite comfortable."

I break into a fit of chuckles, "of course, how could I be so stupid."

The moment I am sat on his lap, he loops one arm an my waist and rubs his other hand on my thighs, "you are not stupid."

I roll my eyes, "it's an expression."

"One I do not enjoy."

I decide not to reply any further.

I pull the table a bit closer to me and grab my makeup bag to rummage through its contents, narrating to my imaginary audience, "so, I'm just going to do the makeup the way my heart tells me to do it, and if you think it's wrong, well, you're wrong."

I turn to Dream when he replies, "I would not correct you, because I have no experience with the matter."

I hold back my eyeliner remark that goes 'you're pretty serious about your liner skills,' and shake my head, "I wasn't talking to you, babe."

He gives me a look.

I raise a hand to my camera, "I was talking to them."

A brow darts up.

"My viewers."

His brows knit.

I chuckle, "I'm not actually going to post it," I pull out concealer and put away my bag, "I'm just pretending-- for aesthetic."

He watches me as I draw concealer on his face and internally note that that was not nearly as pale as it should be for him. I push the thought away as I blend the cream with my fingers.

Once I was done, I rummage through my bag again and think of putting blush on his face, giggling to myself as I imagine what he would look like.

Dream decided to simply close his eyes and continue rubbing my thighs as I work on him.

By the time I've made my stomach flutter at the marvelous work I've done, applying not only blush, but contour and highlights on my pretty lover's face, Dream hand begins to make a detour from my outer thigh to my inner thigh. I instinctively stiffen when his fingers brush on my core.

"Morpheus," I whine, pushing his hand back.

He opens his eyes and turns to me, the shimmer on his cheeks reflect perfectly against the light and my pulse begins because of it.

"Don't I deserve a reward for submitting to you?" he mutters.

I feel blood rise up my neck as I chuckle, "oh, I didn't realize our dynamic had shifted so drastically."

The king promptly grabs my waist and maneuvers me atop him. I chew at my lip as my legs straddle him. His hot mouth attacks my neck. I release a breath as my fingers naturally tangle themselves in his dark roots.

His hands begin to fiddle with my waist band, but I stop with with a giggle. I push him back by his shoulders and give him a raised brow, "you're pushing your luck. I haven't even put liner or lipstick on you."

I feel my core pulse as a mental image of him having smeared red lipstick. Oh fuck, what how much of a mess do you think he'll make if I put on gloss and-

"You're getting distracted," Dream blurts, placing his hands on my neck, "I can help with that."

My jaw drops in disbelief. I howl in laughter, "you can help?"

He nods, "you won't be distracted if you forget about your makeup all together."

I chuckle like an eager child, leaning down to kiss his hands that were by my collar bones, "see, that's tempting, but I literally had to beg to get here."

"I remember," his lips curve, thumb brushing my lips, "I quite enjoyed it your muffled cries against my sheets."

I mask my impeding embarrassment with a cough, "that's why whatever urges you have, you're going to have to control them."

"Control..." he breathes in contemplation. He straightens from his seat, "is something I tend to drop in your presence." He brings his hand down, thumb brushing against my burning heat, "I think you quite enjoy it however."

He is taken aback when I pull abruptly away from him and begin to walk back with my hands behind me. I bite my lips as I turn to my feet, watching my steps as I descend form his elevated throne.

"I doubt it," I grin mischievously.

"Doubt what," his voice echoes deeply in the room.

"Doubt ever explicitly telling you I enjoyed it when you lose your control."

As I continue to slowly make my way backwards, my breath hitches when Dream rises from his throne and makes everything in his path disappear. He slowly begins to stalk over my direction. His voice is all encompassing as he asks, "is that so?"

I lick my lips and begin to feel my palms sweat. I hum in agreement, "you should come here and make me, stop doubting, I think."

I fumble on my feet when he laughs darkly.

"I will make a believer out of you yet."

[the-fiction-witch]

Deal

Media Love Actully

Character Sam (Age up)

Character Sam X Reader

Rating funny

I headed into the living room from the kitchen with my snacks planting myself down on the sofa bedside Sam as he sat playing his video game, 

"You winning?" I asked,

"Course I am." He smirked,

"Okay don't need to get cocky."

"Hard not to be," When he finished the game showing his odds on the screen, "I haven't lost a game for over a week," 

"Okay fancy pants," I laughed setting my snacks down, "I'll give you a game," I said grabbing the other controller, 

"Really? alright prepare to lose."

"What do I get if I win?"

"what do you get?"

"Yeah, what do I win Sam?"

"Uhh I don't know what do you want?"

"... let me wax your upper lip."

"NO!"

"Yes."

"NO way!"

"If you always win you have nothing to worry about."

"Fine." he pouts, "But WHEN I win. You have to let me squeeze and motorboat your boobs for at least five whole minutes."

"...really?"

"Yeah."

"Fine." I rolled my eyes, 

We quickly started the game and I did my best to be quick, smart and soon enough.

"YES!" I jumped, "I WIN!"

"No, no no no rematch!"

"No, no rematch I win Sam."

"Fine... you win, but you are not waxing it."

"Yes, I am." 

"No your not."

"Try and stop me." I smirked, 

He quickly tried to bolt but I chased after him, the two of us running around our apartment I grabbed my scarf from the door and used it to grab his arm and tie him to the chair even if he protested trying to kick and scream, so I grabbed some tape and made sure he was defiantly not gonna move from the chair, 

"You can't do this! Y/n please! Please no!" he begged,

"You lost, I get to wax that was the deal."

"Yeah, I didn't think you'd win!"

"But I did." I smirked, "If I had lost you'd have mercilessly had your fun."

"I know but mine wouldn't have hurt you!"

"this won't hurt you," I smirked grabbing my wax and little wax machine letting it heat up on the table,

"You're gonna wax my face yet it will!"

"Ohh don't be a baby." I smiled kissing his forehead, as I prepped everything,

"No! No no no no y/n please. please I'm begging you. I will do anything. ANYTHING just please don't! Please it took me a year to grow this please!"

"Yes, and you look like a damn 70's porn star it's coming off!"

"Nooooooo please," He begged,

I smirked and prepped his face and slowly put the wax onto his face not just doing his upper lip but between his eyebrows, his sideburns and his chin too letting the wax set, "Don't squirm it'll hurt more." I told him, 

"Please no, please."

"It's already on Sam it has to come off somehow."

"put my face it hot water let it melt off."

"Nope," I smirked grabbing the strip between his eyebrows and ripping it off,

"Ahhhh!"

"Good boy nice and still Sam." I cooed pulling his chin off too,

"AAAAAAAAAhhh!" He screamed, "Please no more, no more!"

"Nope, we had a deal." I smiled ripping both his sideburns off at one time,

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Just one more."

"No. no no no no please. not my moustache please!"

"On three."

"Noo noo please y/n!"

"One."

"Noooooooo!"

"two."

"Please y/n! please."

"Three."

"Noooooooooo I'm begging you!"

"Alright I won't," I cooed, 

"Really?" He gasped,

"Nope." I giggled ripping his whole upper lip and leaving it bare, 

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

"awwww see look how handsome you are now." I smiled giving him a sweet little kiss, 

"Will you let me go now?" he asked a little teary,

"I shall," I cooed letting him go completely and cuddling him,

"Can I have a reward... for being good?"

"You may have some boobs."

"Yay." He smiled rather tried and teary, 

"Good boy, come cuddle and I'll make you some tea." 

[toxycodone]

Oughhghh been thinking about petplay recently, specifically with the 2nd beastkinsona I conceptualized for that Kabru fic. A little bit of backstory I made for them because it’s kinda relevant to the dynamic: this sona is mixed with a shapeshifter (the ones that read minds and create illusions out of leaves). They saw the people that owned them as their family, but knew because of their mind reading abilities that the feeling wasn’t mutual, even though they were outwardly very affectionate to Shifter, praising them, giving gifts, etc… They only did this as a means of keeping control over them. Shifter is convinced for a long time that they can earn genuine love from them if they keep using their powers for whatever unsavory things they ask for, before eventually being like “fuck these guys, actually. They only love me for my cool and awesome mind powers and illusions. I’m out of here.”

Anyways, Shifter meets Kabru and IMMEDIATELY dislikes him because they can see how he sees them in his mind, and it doesn’t match how he acts towards them, and it reminds them of their “family”. They can’t stand his fake ass. But then when their annoying self-absorbed ass actually manages to pull a genuine reaction of distaste from him, they have to pause and evaluate some things about themself because why was that kinda….. 🥴 cus they’re so used to being spoiled that it’s like they’ve never considered that someone could be condescending or mean to them, so they’re completely caught off guard by how it makes them feel. Shapeshifters (at least in comparison to other monsters) seem pretty cowardly, and I think that bleeds into their personality. They’d submit embarrassingly quickly if Kabru decided to stop playing nice with them.

And I think it would feel pretty empowering for Kabru to have a monster submitting to him. He could buy them a collar and they would wear it in public shamelessly. I don’t think anyone would even think anything of it because they already have a pretty eccentric taste in fashion. I normally enjoy imagining myself in a more dominant role, but something about this gets me…. Okay, yap over, sorry lol

-star anon

NOOOOOOO,,,,,LOVELOBE LOVE,,,the idea of being a spoiled beastkin esp one that can read minds waaaaah,,,,and like??? Being more into negative reactions versus positive ones…JUST. YES.

ageeed I am usually a pretty firm dom/top but being stepped on and used and degraded. Is hot. Consider Kabru bottoming with them having a collar on w a leash and he’s yanking on it to control their thrusts and. Yeah.

[forthegoob]

CME S17E06 but I have trouble to focus.

Bonus - my face during all the episode :

LUKE NO ! Please be a Dave nightmare, please be a Dave nightmare. I'm begging. BE ONE OF DAVE NIGHTMARE.

It was one of Dave nightmare. I'm sobbing so hard rn. Gosh. If one day they actually kill one of them, I'll not recover.

Drunk Prentiss. Good looking Luke. Dave state break my heart, poor baby, help him. SOMEONE DO SOMETHING, WHY NO ONE HELP HIM.

JJ and Penelope in her lair. It's been a loooooong time :)

I hate bad kisses too Penny. But I'm pretty sure you can kiss Luke without being disappointed.

NO JEALOUS PENNY ! Luke you are enjoying this way too much love.

Why Luke is so hot just doing normal things like walking or talking...

Tara, you are amazing. I love you.

Drunk Prentiss is right, salt and vinegar chips are underrated. Obviously she drinks "un vin blanc sec".

WOW. Love bombing. Penny... You stand up for yourself girl. And yeah, if he did that with you, I'll do it with the ones before, and the one after. AND NOW I totally understand with you have trouble to move on girl.

Go on freaking therapy Dave. Please. (What the f are the masks on the wall. Ew.).

Oh Tyler...

OOOOH so high Prentiss is not a one time thing. OH NO JJ GIIIRRRLLL.

Ouuh. Male alpha battle. Loved it.

(I just zone out at this point.)

JJ finally speak about the BAU gate. That it ? She is not even mad ? Girl, you just hide yourself for 2 episodes, looking sad. COME ON.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO TERESA NOOOOOOOO HELL NOOOOOOO LET LUKE ALONE. I saw it coming the moment I saw her... I'm so mad. Don't do this to us. (I'm crying, I'm so mad). Luke don't give up on Penelope just because she thinks she can't be loved.

(I stop really watching just because I'm stuck on the scene with Teresa and Luke.)

HOO-AH !

TERESA STAY AWAY. I mean the first thing she tell him is she is a military fetish. How sick. I hope they just leave that here. Like they did with the millions of love interest Reid had.

And I don't even talk about Tyler and Luke... Like what ? Have they a kind of weird alpha male friendship now ?

[helly-watermelonsmellinfellon]

I'm always the one that's called a Negative Nancy who has to imagine problems for us, but I'm also always the one who ends up being right. I'm NOT a pessimist. I am a realist with too much life experience to view the world in any other way than what it is.

I told Dave at the last motel that we cannot bring too much stuff into the room because it'll be hell to clean up after. It'll be a bitch to move all that shit once we're eventually kicked out. Well, we got told 3 days before we had to leave, that we had to go, and he conveniently couldn't manage to help me or Bethy in moving shit, and then conveniently wasn't there the day the whole drama went down with the van losing all gas, the battery dying, and then the place we paid to move to, telling us we couldn't stay cuz they claimed Dave stole pillows when we stayed there a year ago.

We get to this place by pure fortune cuz of Bethy's brother's generosity, and Bethy and I move the necessities up 3 floors by ourselves. He finally comes along and insists on bringing even more shit into the room. Bring more stuff in again and again.

After almost a month, he throws a tantrum over the water pressure in the shower and demands to be moved to a better room, only to get a much smaller room for the same price, with worse AC, worse water pressure, no hot water, a TV too far away from the only chair he has access to, and the beds even smaller than the others. And he STILL kept bringing more stuff inside the room when I told him we don't need even more stuff here. Stop bringing in plastics. Stop bringing in more clothes. He's been talking about getting the roasting pan up here(despite how we never have meat to put in it). Don't bring up the air fryer or the coffee pot. They aren't allowed anyway since there are no sprinklers or fire alarms in this place.

But NOOOOOOO, he couldn't be bothered to listen to me.

So here we are.

We get a call from the front desk. We took too long to get to it so we don't know what it was for. I was trying to sleep, and something told me I should probably get up, but I've been so sick as of late that I'm exhausted all the time for no good reason.

A few minutes later, a bunch of guys knock on the door. Dave left this room absolutely filled with shit this morning. Not only is there too much stuff, but he just tosses things wherever the hell he wants with no care as to how it impedes us(and mom, who is disabled). They say they need to check the AC cuz it's old af. I sleep in front of the AC on the floor. I have to move so much shit all over the room in record time so they can have room to do whatever. Including garbage cuz 4 ppl really make a lot of garbage in little time, and Bethy is at school now so it's just me who is of able body to do anything.

The room looks like a damn mess. It's all Dave's shit and mostly his garbage on the other side of the room. All stuff he brought in and couldn't even put in an orderly fashion. So they come in, look around and remove the front of the AC, make notes, say a bunch of stuff in a language I can't understand or even place, and then leave. IDK if they plan to come back, but I cleaned up what I could as quickly as I could anyway.

I'm winded, my throat is killing me, and I'm still fucking sick. I should not have to spend my day cleaning up after Dave's messes so suddenly.

So anyway, mom and I are preparing for bad news about not being able to stay here cuz the state of this room was not up to par. We handle our own garbage just fine. We keep our side of the room pretty decently set imo. Why can't Dave be bothered to do the same? He's always forcing Bethy to do shit as if she's the only other person here and he doesn't eat, sleep, and shit like the rest of us.

I really wish it could be as simple as kicking his ass out, but in situations like ours, it just isn't viable. And it sucks.

[austinsgirl]

Rather Die | Chapter 10

word count: 2297

warnings: nsfw, oral sex, m in f intercourse, language

cross posted on wattpad

master list

a/n: thank you for everyone who has been reading! please let me know your thoughts!

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Mila rushes into Victoria's dressing room after she received a text that read "Come to my trailer ASAP. SOS."

"What?! What's wrong?!" Mila asks her stepping into the trailer.

"I think I still have feelings for Austin." Vic says in a disappointing tone.

"Nooooooo."

"Yes! Although we didn't actually have sex, that whole scene got me back in my feels again, and he's just hot and perfect and-

"Victoria. Calm down." Mila cuts off her rambling. "I'm sure once he starts being an asshole to you, you'll forget all about it. And you're goin out with Ashton now, remember?"

"Yeah, I know. I really like him. I don't want my feelings for Austin to come back & interfere with that."

"So let's just try and not think about Austin in that way. Just gotta remind yourself it was a just a scene, it's just acting."

"True."

*knock, knock*

"Come in!" Victoria says.

Austin peeps his head in through the door. "Hey, um, you won't have to worry about Eliana anymore. It's over between us. You were right."

"Told you so." Vic replies.

"Really? That's the actual response you're going to give? No remorse at all?"

"No. Because I literally told you so. You could have had me, and we'd still be together because I wouldn't have cheated. But you chose her instead. So, no. I don't feel bad for you at all."

"Alright. Whatever. You told me so. I'll see you after lunch."

"Mhm."

Austin left and it was just the girls again.

"There's my Austin hating girl." Mila says.

"Hearing him say I was right just ignited a flame in me to be petty again, and that flame like burned those romantic thoughts away."

"Good."

A couple of days have passed & Victoria has felt some weight lifted off her shoulders with Eliana not being around on set anymore. She would say some weight is still there, as there's still tension and feuding between her & Austin.

Ashton decided to visit Vic on set today. During breaks, they couldn't keep their hands off each other, like Austin & Eliana were once upon a time.

As they'd kiss here and there, being flirtatious with each other, Austin would glare at them in disgust.

"You jealous much?" Victoria asks him.

"No, but why don't you guys get a room." Austin replies.

"Nah. It's more fun to be all mushy gushy in front of everyone. I can see why you & Eliana were like this twenty four seven."

Austin rolls his eyes, "That was all Eliana, alright?"

"No, you could have stopped it. But you didn't."

"Hey babe, I have to go back to the studio. I'll see you tonight?" Ashton says to Victoria.

"Yeah, sounds perfect."

"My place at seven?"

"See you then."

Ashton heads off. Austin comes in with a bit of a snarky comment, "You don't seem as attracted to him as you were to me." he walks off towards his trailer, leaving Victoria confused.

"Wait, get back here! You can't just say something like that & walk away. What do you mean?" Vic follows after him.

"You don't seem like you're that attracted him. Not like you were with me."

"How do you even know?"

"I just do."

Victoria follows him into his trailer, "Well, I will have you know, that I am very attracted to Ashton."

"Yeah, okay."

"I am." she says confidently. "We're perfect for each other. He understands me-

Austin cuts her off, "Understands you? And I didn't?"

"Maybe at first, but that's a big maybe with how you treated me after I opened up to you. You're just jealous."

"Why would I be jealous of Ashton? He has to deal with all your whining twenty four seven."

Victoria let's out an annoyed groan. "I loathe you."

"I loathe you." Austin snaps back.

"I loathed you first." she says, getting in his face. Her eyes meet his before gazing down at his lips then back to his eyes.

Austin puts his hand on the behind her neck pulled her in for a kiss. A passionate & romantic one, at that.

Their arms wrap around each other, really getting lost in the kiss. Her arms around his neck, his around her waist.

Doesn't take Victoria long to realize what's happening. She removes her arms from around him and starts hitting on his shoulders to get him to stop kissing her.

When they pull away, she starts exclaiming, "What are you doing?! You can't just go around kissing people! Certainly not one's who have boyfriends!"

"Is he really your boyfriend?"

"Not yet, he hasn't asked to be official. But, still!"

"Wanna kiss again?" he smirks.

"Well, I- No! Stop it! Stop trying to confuse me!"

"What's so confusing about a kiss?"

"You're just trying to make me like you again, so I won't make things official with Ashton, and then you can have me all to yourself!"

"Cmon, Vic. We both know you enjoyed that." he looks her right in the eyes.

"Okay, so what if I did? Doesn't mean anything."

"But it could."

"I should go. I have to go-

Austin pulls her in by her arm for another kiss before she could head out the door.

This time the kiss is hundred times more passionate, and intense.

They continue it, going in for a makeout session. Austin reaches his hand up inside Victoria's shirt. Surprisingly, she doesn't stop him. He moves his lips her neck, and she gives him more access by tilting her head.

Austin moves his other hand inside her shirt, he starts to unhook her bra.

He breaks his neck kissing, so they can both undress themselves down to just their underwear.

They kiss again, as Austin pushes her back onto the couch. His lips travel down her tanned skin, stopping at her underwear.

He takes the hem of her panties into his hands and slides them off of her.

Victoria feels his hot breath on her core. She knows what's coming, but doesn't know how good it's going to make her feel.

Austin slowly circles her clit with his tongue. Shivers run down her spine at the feeling of it.

Her breathing starts to get heavy the more Austin works his tongue, making her way to having soaking wet insides.

Austin starts sucking on her clit, making Victoria's back arch. He continues to suck as hard as he can until he gets an orgasm out of her.

It didn't take long until her juices were flowing out of her as she came to her orgasm. Of course, as soon as she came, Austin cleans her right up.

"Fuck me. Right now." Victoria let's out, out of breath.

"Say less."

Austin pulls down his underwear, letting his rock hard dick pop out.

Victoria's eyes turn dark at the site of it. She always thought he would be the type to have a good length, but she couldn't believe she was right.

Austin slips himself into her wet pussy. A loud moan escapes from Victoria's lips.

Austin quickly covers her mouth with his hand. "Shh, don't let anyone hear you."

He keeps his hand there for a while to help her stay quiet as he thrusts in & out of her.

Once she's able to control her sounds, he takes that hand that was on her mouth, and uses it to rub on her clit.

Victoria tries so hard to not moan out loud from all of the stimulation going on. She bites her lip trying to keep herself together.

"Austin, I'm gonna..." she can barely get her words out.

"Fuck, me too." he says.

They both release themselves. Victoria's orgasm has her eyes rolling back, as she cums multiple times, making her see stars.

Austin collapse on top of her. They lay there for a moment to compose themselves.

"Oh my god...you have got to be kidding me." Vic says in disbelief at how good that was.

She repeats herself, but this time in a "Oh my god, you have to be fucking kidding me. We did not just do this." tone.

"What?" Austin questions.

"Get up." Vic says to him, trying to get him off of her. "I shouldn't have done this. I really shouldn't have. This was a mistake."

Victoria rushes to get changed before leaving.

"Vic, come on. No it wasn't."Austin says.

"Maybe for you it wasn't. We're never speaking of this. Ever. Got it?"

"Fine. Got it."

On her way out of the trailer, Austin says, "So much for wanting to rather die than to ever be with me." he smirks.

Victoria rolls her eyes & scoffs before leaving.

On hers & Mila's way home from, Mila could tell something was bothering Vic.

"Hey, did something happen today?" Mila asks.

"I um- rather not talk about it." Victoria says, keeping her eyes on the road.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Well, I'm here when you're ready. By the way, you have hickie on your neck."

"Goddamnit, Butler." Vic blurts out.

"Butler?? That's from Austin??"

"....yeah."

"Is that what's bother you?"

"....yeah."

"You had sex with Austin??"

"Yes, I did. It was a mistake. Don't say a WORD to Ashton."

"You know I won't. But spill the tea. How'd it happen?"

"We were arguing again. He started it of course, being jealous of me and Ash. He said I wasn't as attracted to Ash as I was to him, so that lead us into an agrument and it got heated & he pulled me into a kiss and then I was like "Why would you do that??" and I tried to leave, but he pulled me in again, and I stupidly caved. Goddamn those luscious lips of his and that expensive cologne he wears. Now I feel like a cheating asshole."

"I mean, technically you didn't cheat. You and Ash aren't official."

"I know, but we basically are. We've seen each other almost everyday since our first date, we've had sex a few times now, we kiss a lot, hold hands, use pet names. Like yeah, we're not official but we're about to be anytime now."

"Yeeaaahh. At least filming is almost done, then you don't have to see Austin til promo time."

"True. I'm just gonna go on like this never happened. If Ashton sees the hickie, I'll tell him it's from him. I can't believe I fell in his trap."

"Hopefully it'll be the only time you will."

"I fucking hope so."

When the girls got home, Ashton was waiting for Victoria, surprising her.

"Hey! What are you doing here? I thought I was meeting you at your place?" Vic asks him getitng out of her car, as she parked next to him. Her heart races, beating a million times per second. At least that's what it feels like.

She was hoping she'd have time to cover up the fresh marking on her neck Austin so kindly left her before seeing Ashton.

"I thought I'd surprise you, and we can go pick up some food before we have a nice night at my place." Ash smirks.

"Oh, that sounds perfect. Um, are you good if I go freshen up and change real quick?"

"Yeah, no problem babe. I'll wait here for you. Oh, what's that on your neck? Did I do that?"

"Oh, yeah." Victoria nervously chuckles. "I think you were kissing on my neck a little too hard earlier."

"Oh, oops. My bad. Is the makeup department at work going to be mad?"

"Eh, they might be annoyed, but it's fine. They can deal with it."

"Alright. I apologize if they get upset."

"Don't worry about it. I'll be right back." Vic kisses him quick and heads into the apartment with Mila.

"Oh my god. I'm so glad he thought he did it & I didn't have to suffer through making up the lie." Victoria says to Mila.

"Oh, I know. I was getting nervous there for a second."

"Girl tell me about it. My heart was racing."

"I bet. Good luck tonight."

"Thanks. I'm gonna need it."

Victoria freshens up when she gets upstairs and changes her outfit into a something a bit cuter if this going to be more of a date night than hanging out. She slipped on one of her favorite sun dresses and paired it with some sandals.

She met with Ashton downstairs & they went to a sushi place near his house and got dinner.

"So, how was work after I left today?" Ashton asks before taking a bite of his wasabi roll.

"Um, it was fine. Nothing really happened."

"Fuck me. Right now." played in her head, thinking back to earlier.

The guilt is slowly starting to eat her alive inside.

“That’s good. Austin didn’t give you too much shit?”

“No, he was fine.”

“Yeah, he gave you shit, that led to making a huge mistake.” she thought to herself.

“Good. Because he ever really starts to get to you, let me know I’ll come kick his ass.”

“Nooo, don’t do that. I can handle him myself.”

“Okay. But seriously though, he gets too much, I’ll at least talk to him.”

“Thank you, Ash. I appreciate it.”

After dinner, they headed to his place and went straight to the bedroom.

As Ashton went down on her, all Victoria could think about was Austin. How he was doing this exact same thing just hours ago.

When Ashton slipped himself in, again, all she could think about was Austin. How he felt inside of her. How it felt after they came together.

Victoria was surprised with herself that she could moan out the right name with Austin taking over mind.

The next couple weeks of finishing up this movie is going to be hardest. Victoria can only hope Austin will behave so she can forget todays incident ever happened.

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[supercriminalbean]

So apparently I never posted my thoughts on the final the fuck. Okay so here it is.

Things that made me insane during criminal minds evolution:

Written while I watched so enjoy my bumbling mess. Spoiler alert of course.

Episode 10.

Episode 10:

I have no energy and I'm sick so let's go.

Preview. Rossi Tyler sounds like he just adopt another child.

Flash back...ahh

I love Krystal tho.

I still wish JJ was unit chief but Krystal being the support wife ìs the best thing ever.

Dave please leave the BAU after this case please.

I love in charge Emily Prentiss no one fucks with her family.

And yes Rebecca coming into help. Fuck I hope her and Tara try again.

Rebecca better not get in trouble.

Aww poor Holly.

Dave staring into the camera.

Emily gasp aww.

Emily degrading Bailey is great hehe. The girl is scared her father is in danger.

Bailey is doing his best can Emily just breath please

Gold star...ooh tgoes reaction.

Luke's hand on Penelopes back while Will watches JJ concerned. The boys know how close thier girls are with Rossi.

JJ tapping Penelope should just melts me.

WHAT IS GOLD STAR.

My first though and my hope is that its the thing that Reid is on...I know it won't be and I won't see him but a bitch can hope right..

NO DONT KILL ROSSI YA FUCKERS

Garcia phone call...

Tyler in surgery..

D did she just call him David...why did they cut deep...

Luke is the pole support we all need. He's pure strong he's always looking after him come onnnnn.

Ellias wife is stupid his kids are smart.

She found a kill kittttt.

Rossi is a fucking legend yes bitch.

Aww Garcia smile is the cutesttt.

Rossi profiling is hot fuck yesssss.

Yesss bitch Yesss.

Yeah I need therapy but man I love David Rossi.

Fuck I'm proud of him.

Let's gooo.

It worked...kinda...

Ugh fuck off Rebecca and Bailey I dislike you two.

Emily is highly pissed off.

Did Bailey just swear

Okay Emily knows something up with deputy douchbag

Luke and Tara profiling together yes.

Go Rossi go.

KRYSTAL!!

NOOOOOOO you don't get to quit David Rossi fuck you.

(Was anyone else hoping that Krystal was going to turn into Aaron like unreasonable I know but still)

I like the flower in Garcia hair.

Fucking hell deputy dick ugh.

Did he just lose his shittt. Yesssss.yess yesss.

No no no. If that's JJ.

I FUCKING SWEAR TO HELL IF SOMETHING HAPPENES TO WILL OR JJ ILL KILL A BITCH.

Will like this bitch.

So can Bailey please get shot.

What is gold starrrrrr.

Maybe Bailey is his undercover man.

Will...be careful.

JJ concern for Dave...

JJ..don't get death or Luke be careful.

Will and JJ working together...

Omg Bailey dead..haha shit.

WILL.

JJ concern is love. I love them.

Luke....Luke...Holy fuck you got him.

Is Elias crying?...

Rebecca...TELL HER RIGHT NOW.

JJ & WILL is love.

JJ talking to Sydney is ahh so sweet.

Sydney is girl boss.

Hold on Rossi they coming.

Aww Krystal

Time to live!

Luke fuck yeahh.

Ewwww fuck no.

Garcia never see him again please.

Wait is she finially breaking it over with him... Yay.

Goodbye kiss. Now a hello kiss with Luke right...right..?

DAVE!!!

Dave and Emily hug. The hey you...

A whole group hug cos they got the son of a bitch.

Dave kissing penelopes cheek 🥺 my daddy issues.

Bailey funeral...

Aww the team..

I hope Will is around alot more.

LUKE AND PENELOPE MOMENTS.

Okay I need to stop getting my hopes up for thoes two.

JJ admiting how scared she was when he was out.

Will saying they make a good teammm.

JJ is babbbbyyyyyy. I love these two so much.

Why do I think Dave knows what it is.

What are thoes men doing...

Oh no

WHO?!