#They know eachother so deeply and immediately I think.

[thatoneautisticshark]

A/B/O ghost price.

This was supposed to be small.. it is now 1753 words.

Content warnings- A/B/O, slight mention of SA,

John knew Simon, and he knew he was struggling. A rut knocked the shit out of any alpha, even with release. A rut clouded the brain, and it hurt to not get release.

So John couldn't imagine Simons pain.

Simon who refused to find an omega. John knew he wasn't the type to settle down. But in the 6 years they had known eachother Simon had never once been with an omega.

John understood not wanting to be with someone in the military. It could complicate things. But Simon wouldn't even pick someone up from a bar, or even hire a worker!

John couldn't stand watching the pain he was in every 4ish months, he had even offered to pay for a worker, do all the explanation so Simon wouldn't have to do a thing and still get release.

But no.

Simon adamantly refused anything. So John had to settle, for bringing food and water, as well as cold face clothes to try and help however he could.

Today was no different. Simon's blasted rut was back, and the omega was forced to watch the man he cared for so so deeply, practically writhing in pain on the bed, tears in his eyes, face flushed and red, in such immense pain.

He sat beside the other man, gently wiping the sweat off his face, watching Simons breath heave. “Simon, please. You are in so much pain.”

Simon cut him off without even letting him finish, growling in frustration “No. Not… not fucking happening” He panted out.

Price groaned. “Riley! I ..I will cover the cost…. I'll deal with everything. Please! I can't stand you in so much pain”

Simon stubbornly shook his head. “No! I'm not …. I can't…”

Can't?

Price paused, and threaded a hand into the alphas hair. “Why not love? Tell me… please” Price borderline begged. If he could find out the issue, he could help.

Simon tensed “It…. I.. can't risk… hurting an omega… I .. I can't be like him” He shook his head repeatedly before burying his face back in the pillows, whole body still shaking in pain.

Price paused at that, staring at the other. That changed things. If it was a fear of hurting or taking advantage of an Omega in his rut, just sleeping with a rando would probably be worse.

Simon would need someone he trusted could hold their own, stop him if he went too far.

“Do me then.”

Simon blanched “Fucking what?? You… I… huh?”

Price repeated it, voice calm and measured “Do me then. You know I can fight back, and I'll stop you if you hurt me.”

The other almost looked like he was considering it for a minute before shaking his head again. “No… no …I…I…can't… I can't…. I could hurt you… or… be to harsh topping”

The omega didn't even think about his next words. “Then I'll peg you.”

Ghost coughed, whipping round to stare at Price his eyes wide and already flushed face turning yet more pink. “HUH?!?”

Price sat still for a moment, internally cursing his smart mouth, why did he say that? But the fact remained that Simon hadn't immediately said no.

So Price may as well give it a shot. “I'll peg you. I trust you wouldn't hurt me anyways, but you can't do anything if you are being pegged. And then at the end you can knot me, me still topping. No harm done. Or if even the idea of actually knotting me is a no, I have toys, okay?”

Price chewed on the inside of his lip, as Simon sat there wide eyed. He'd either get a no, or be told to fuck off. He should have kept his mouth shut but he was too deep to back out now.

Simon let out a shakey exhale before very very quietly murmering “Okay.”

Price exhaled loudly in a mix of relief and disbelief. Simon had agreed. He could help.

“Okay… okay yeah. How about..” he hummed softly thinking “I get you off a few times … then knotting? Get most of it out of your system before the knot. Sure it won't fix the whole problem, but it'll let you rest for a while afterwards yeah?”

Simon nodded silently, leaning his head against the omegas thigh, and Price couldn't help himself, he ran his fingers through the sweaty greasy locks.

He couldn't believe Simon was actually letting him help. It was absurd, he really never thought he would be fucking an Alpha to help their rut.

But here he was.

Price swung a leg over those beefy thighs, sitting on the Alphas hips, the musk and scent of an alpha in heat really knocking his senses now.

There was no resistance when he pulled Simons shirt off, pants following.

And fuck that looked painful.

Simons prick was swollen and red, clearly aching for relief, and price was taken aback by how strong the alpha musk was. Simon stank, but god was it getting the omega hormones going in Prices mind.

“Fuck Si” he breathed, stroking the swollen dick, watching the taller man writh, burying his face in the pillows.

It was barely a minute before the alpha came for the first time, growling loudly, mixed with a whine as he came all over Prices hand, wound so tight.

“Fuck Simon. That's it, good boy, yeah? Being good for me. Bet that feels so nice” Price didn't really know where the words he was spewing were coming from.

If he was to be saying anything like that to any other alpha he'd probably get his face torn off. But this was Simon.

Simon who was still so unsure and obviously had trauma around this. So if the encouragement was helping, Price wasn't going to stop, traditional roles be damned.

The alpha was already trembling, pink in the face, and hiding it in a pillow. Price knew he was struggling with this, but he made no sign he wanted it to stop, and his thick cock was sitting hard, warm and heavy in Prices hand.

Price used two fingers to scoop some of the cum up, using it to help give his hand an easier slide. “That's it baby, just let go, yeah?”

The man below him honest to god whined, and Price felt his own dick twitch with interest, as he trailed a hand down to the others arse, gently squeezing.

The low gutteral groan that action earnt him was impressive.

Price slicked up his fingers with the cum, slowly pushing one past the tight ring of muscle, waiting to check if the reaction was negative.

It was far from negative, he decided as his hand got covered with a second coating of cum.

The whines coming from the alpha below him sounded more fitting of an omega. He was whining and keening.

Taking Prices fingers like a pro as he bucked his hips. Surely he was prepared enough to take Price. The captain finally, finally took his own dick out of his pants, moaning at the feeling of finally getting some stimulation himself.

And god. His dick slid right in.

Simons head fell back against the pillows. “Oh…. oh fuck… fuck… fuck… P-Price…. Sir”

Prices hand automatically soothed Simon's thigh. Rubbing it firmly. “Shh. Relax darling boy, being so good. Taking it so well yeah? This is gonna feel so good baby”

Simon's hand blindly fumbles with one of Price's hands, and right when Price is about to question it Simon successfully interlocks their hands.

And somehow that felt so much more intimate. Not only was he fucking Simon. But Simon was holding his hand. He has seeked it for comfort.

Price slowly began rolling his hips, loving the emotions and complete love and lust playing out on the other's face.

The way his eyes rolled back, the way his nose scrunched cutely on every good thrust. And fuck, Price was in love with this man.

Everything about him, he could watch the alphas face for hours and never get bored.

He hadn't particularly noticed his trusts were picking up until he heard Simon. “Oh fuck! Ah… ahh… P-Price… I'm gonna …”

The man below him tensed before cumming again, the amount of cum on the sheets and the both of them obscene at this point. Even for a rut.

As much as Price wanted to keep fucking into that lovely heat. He forced himself to pull out, sitting back on Simons hips.

“Let's get the knotting done, yeah? Get you properly relieved love”

Simon tensed making eye contact for the first time since they started. “I .. uh… I”

Price glanced at Simon, pressing a kiss to his nose, “You're okay love. I promise you won't hurt me"

The alpha relaxed slightly but was still tense as Price pulled his pants down fully and tossed them aside.

He rose up on his knees, carefully grabbing Simons hard dick, and sitting down on it slowly, moaning at the insistent stretch.

Yes this was for the good of Simon, but fuck Simon has a good dick. Girthy, filling Price up just right.

He has to remind himself that it's for Simon's sake, not his own. He can jerk it in the shower later.

Although looking at the alpha, eyes blown wide, face red as ever, limp in the cushions, he seems to be having a good time.

Price begins to grind his hips, focused on bringing Simon closer to knotting, but he can't help but moan at the feeling of the cock hitting in him just right.

It only takes two minutes of some riding, half hearted mind you, Price isn't even lifting halfway up, before a swelling knot begins to catch on his rim every time.

He can see the slight uncertainty on Simons face, and soothes a hand along his chest. “That's it, good boy. Let it happen yeah? Gonna feel so much better.”

He leans forward, kissing Simon silly as he feels the cock inside him jump, filling him with hot seed.

To his own surprise, he cums over his belly, which is odd, usually he takes much longer to orgasm. He isn't about to complain however.

He flops gently forward, resting against Ghost's chest, being careful not to prematurely tug the knot.

“Good boy Simon. That was so good. Fuck.. see I'm all okay.. not hurt… feeling better?”

When he gets no answer, he looks up in concern to see Simon has already conked out.

He huffs a laugh “Dumb Alpha”

[halflifebutawesome]

"gordon and alyx can have a sibling dynamic i think" wrong interpretation: Gordon sees Alyx as a little sister to be humored and protected, Alyx sees Gordon as an idolized big brother figure correct interpretation: these are two adults who know each other on such a deep level that they are a fucking nightmare. they're the time when i worked food service and my brother came in and asked "hey can i get something to eat" and I glared at him and sneered "I don't know, CAN you?" and scared my unknowing coworkers into thinking I'd finally snapped. except my brother and i don't have alien superpowers yet

YOU GET IT EXACTLYYYYYYYYYYYYY . they're like two cats bonded at a shelter. You get it you understand completely THANK YOU for wording it so perfectly . Yeah. Yeah 🧡 this is so beautiful

[theobromine42]

This is about Arthur Lester and John Doe Malevolent in my mind

don't really care if the otp is romantic or platonic or erotic or whatnot. i care simply about the essentials (they are toxically codependent)

[januaryembrs]

hot chocolate!

(last one i promise)

reader & spencer who aren’t exactly enemies but they’re def not friends but reader always double checks if spencer’s fbi vest is secured correctly which in return makes spencer check her over as well and they’re always like ‘stop checking up on me and worry about your own safety’ and it just happens every single time and they swear up and down that they dislike eachother deeply (they need to make out)

BANE OF MY EXISTENCE | Spencer Reid x reader

description: Spencer hates you, and you hate him, until it comes to protecting each other in the field

length: 0.7k

His fingers wound through the back of your vest as you made a move to dart past him, trailing after Hotch as you loaded your glock. 

You felt a yank at your neck, his obnoxiously long arms giving you a firm tug back with little to no effort, all but making you stumble backwards as he forced you to stop, and his fingers were at your hip, adjusting the strap before you could ask him just exactly what he was doing. 

“Wha- Reid, let go, my vest is fine,” You snapped, huffing when he ignored you, in the interest of fixing your belt, his brow turned down into a frown. 

“Don’t come crying to me when you get shot in abdomen and suddenly you’re bleeding out, and you lay there and thinking, dang if only the smart FBI would have told me to adjust my kevlar, and I’ll be right there to point and laugh and say I told you so,” He huffed, his fingers making light work of the fiddly strap, tightening it until he couldn’t see a single inch of your shirt to the point he heard your breathing constrict, but he thought he’d rather you be a little uncomfortable than shot. 

“I mean, if I’m laying bleeding out I won’t really have much to say other than, Reid, get medical, I think they hit something serious, please don’t come to my funeral, you were insufferable enough when I was living,” You said, allowing your body to be tugged back as he started on the other side, because there was no use fighting it when he got in those moods when he always needed to be right. 

He paused, his brain catching up to your words and he drew in a silent breath, wondering if the other side of your jacket needed tightening even more, or better yet, if there was any way Hotch would make you stay in the car as back up. 

Spencer yanked the strap with a vendetta, ignoring the way you whined it was too tight, and his lips pursed together. 

“Would you relax, I was clearly kidding,” You said, thinking his mood had come from your teasing, because you seemed to know exactly what to say to push every one of his buttons, “What I would probably be thinking however is if you’ll be able to flag down a medic with your shoelaces untied,”

His gaze snapped to his converse, and sure enough the double knot he relied on seemed to have failed him, and his strings were hazard material as they dragged along the pavement, already mucky where they’d probably been undone for hours. 

“Make sure you do them before we move in, I’m not carrying your bone head out of there if we start taking hits and you trip over your own feet,” You snipped, and he finally released you, immediately leaning down to fix his own issues, completely missing the way your eyes trailed down to make sure he did the loops tight enough because you were being serious when you said it would loathe you to be the one to carry him away from the danger, though probably not in the way he thought. 

He huffed, standing back to his full height and giving his feet a wiggle in their shoes to make sure they were comfortable, and he looked back at you where you were watching him carefully, catching the split second where something close to worry pooled in your eyes. 

It snapped back into your usual cold demeanour when you realised he was looking straight at you, and you whirled you keep your back to him, inspecting your loaded gun some more as a way to busy yourself. 

“Try not to miss, it doesn’t look good on the reports when I have to save your ass twice,” Spencer snarked, and he practically heard the scoff before you even gave it. 

“That was one time, Reid, and it was only cause I couldn’t see past your stupid fluffy hair. You’re a cop, Reid, not a poodle, you don't need that much volume,” You snapped back, the two of you squabbling the entire walk to the building, until Hotch separated you for the sake of his growing headache. 

He just wished you two would talk things out before he seriously considered Emily’s proposition of locking you in the broom closet together.

[tan1shere]

I know you aren't taking requests right now BUT could we have a series of the each billie era and what shes like? Maybe next could be wedding related or something?

HOW EACH BILLIE ERA IS

WEDDING EDITION !

A:n: ooooou I'm actually down for this ! Yes my requests are closed but idm making this a series :)

-I wont do green cuz I mean, I don't see her wanting that at 18 ?-

Masterlist - each era masterlist

BLONDE

~PROPOSAL~

♡ neither of you saw it coming. The coincidence of the events of your date night. She was looking at you a certain way, but you too were doing the exact same thing. You personally didn't want to be traditional at all so you began to speak.

"Billie." You began. She looks into your eyes. She's the one to grab your hands, which surprises you because you were just about to. "I just wanted to say that you mean the absolute world to me, and over the three or so years we've been together-" You ramble but avert your eyes as you feel one of her hands moving, she keeps it in her pocket. Strange. "I've fallen deeply inlove with you." You finish, going to your jacket pocket. Only when you turn back around there it is, a box in her hand. She starts to laugh noticing what you're doing. You were in shock, you thought you had been so slick with it. "I guess were both saying yes then." You smile so wide as she says that.

♡ you two go home giggly so genuinely excited to start this new chapter. Ready to tell everyone you loved about it. Already thinking of the planning as you freak out easily.

"We got to make sure everything is on time, setting a date- and!" She grabs your hands. "Let's not think about things too much right now. I know you, you're going to stress before it even begins." You relax at her words.

♡ going back to that you'd tend to worry constantly, and she was very aware of this. She was so soft with you, assuring. You were glad it was her you were marrying.

~ENGAGEMENT~

♡ the process was pretty smooth, planning everything, you wanted it to be as beautiful as your love for one another, classy at the same time. The venue was beautiful along with the other added accessories.

"This is the one." You say in awe as you finish the tour of the last venue. Billie nods. "I agree. This is beautiful." Her smile was so wide as she looks at you, lovingly. Your heart melts.

♡ you, Billie, and Claudia go shopping for dresses, having a day of it. Considering you were both wearing them it was going to be alot easier. You were both so glad when you find the right ones.

♡ when you wanted to tell, Maggie and Patrick it was the best time when they invited you for dinner to do so. You were all sitting together just the 4 of you. Chatting, when you grab Maggie's hands gently.

"I- we. Wanted to tell you both something." Billie smiles like crazy, excited for their reaction. Maggie's eyes wander to your hands looking at your ring finger, then instantly back at you. "Oh my god!" Maggie says excitedly. "This is the best news ever!"

~WEDDING DAY~

♡ everything was bright and beautiful, so many guests, the day couldn't be more perfect. Everything planned just the way it was meant to be. You both decided to wear the most beautiful dresses, instead of one waiting at the end you both walked down the isle linked together. Everyone was in awe.

♡ the beautiful music played quietly in the back. Capturing how elegantly beautiful this was. You said a few words to one another before kissing eachother sweetly. Softly. This was the best day you could've ever dreamed of.

BLACK W BANGS

~PROPOSAL~

♡ Date night, except they were all in on it. Billie had asked Claudia to drive you to this secret destination, not expecting such a big event to unfold. Once you two got to the beach you spot her. Seeing something in the sand as you approach.

"Oh my god." You bring your hands to your face. You immediately nod at the words ingraved, running towards her and hugging her, Finneas was there with her. Most likely telling her not to worry. Seeing how anxious her face looked. But as if you'd say no. You look back at Claudia, showing off the ring. "Told you." Finn says to Billie, she nods with a sigh.

♡ they ended up leaving a few hours later once they took some photos. You and Billie stayed on the beach watching the sun set in eachothers company.

~ENGAGEMENT~

♡ you both agreed with eloping, just the two of you. So there wasn't much to plan.

"Just want it to be us. Just you and me." Her hands reach out to your face as you lay next to her. You nod. "That sounds amazing." She leans in to kiss you. "And if my parents are upset about it we will throw a tiny one afterwards." You nod. "Sounds like a plan." You both look at one another lovingly.

♡ they were happy for the both of you, not at all bothered that you two just wanted to spend it by yourselves.

"I couldn't agree more." Maggie says lovingly towards you two. "Most of your lives are for everyone else to see. Let this one have more meaning." You nod. "It's not everyday you get married." She finishes.

~WEDDING~

♡ and that's what you did, everything was so casual. You wore a cute white dress, and like most times. Billie wore an oversized white shirt a black tie and some comfortable black pants. Everything was so calm.

♡ after the little event, you two found a little hotel to stay at for a week or so. Ignoring everything around you guys. You were both just laying in bed, in a comfortable silence. Your eyes were glued to your hand, the ring being small and simple but you loved it. She smiles at you, you haven't stopped looking at it since the day.

"When we get home I'll get you a better one." She pipes up. Your head whips in her direction. You shake your own. "Are you kidding? No, I love this one." You say grabbing her face. "It's absolutely perfect everything about this is." She smiles more. "Are you sure? I'm more than capable." You smile at her. "You could get me a ring made of candy and I'd look at it the exact same way."

RED ROOTS

~PROPOSAL~

♡ you two were at a friend's wedding funnily enough. She had talked with the bride into giving you the bouquet when it was time for it to be thrown.

"Oh this is so exciting, she's going to love it!" Your mutual friend beams. "I hope it goes well." She nods to Billie. "It's going to be amazing." She reassures Bills.

♡ As your friend was getting ready to toss it, she turns around walking towards you handing it to you.

You look at her confused. "What're you doing-" Then you saw Billie coming into view getting on one knee. "Billie wh-" You were dumbfounded, was this actually happening. "Y/n, will you marry me?" You stood there for a moment at the initial shock then nodded. "Yes ofcourse I will!" She stands up, putting the ring on your finger and kissing you. Everyone around you cheers.

~ENGAGEMENT~

♡ this wedding will be chaotic but so much fun. Like a huge party. More fancy but definitely party like.

♡ you had both agreed on a small party before the wedding, like a hens do. But for both of you. Everything was awesome, the people the vibes.

Billie makes a form of noise to get everyone's attention. "Excuse me everyone. I'd like to toast this to my beautiful bride to be." She grabs your hand, getting you to stand. Her arm links around your waist pulling you close. "I get the privilege of having this woman for the rest of my life. And I can't quite fully believe it." She says looking into your eyes. "Well believe it because youre stuck with me." She smirks at you. "I can definitely live with that."

♡ you didn't plan too much, you hired a dj for after the ceremony, a photo booth. And some other little activities.

~WEDDING~

♡ and the day had finally arrived. You hadn't gone with anything traditional. Apart from one thing that'll happen later. She was wearing a black suit with a red tie, making her roots stand out like crazy. As you walked down the isle you wore a white dress, but it had a few different pops of color in it. Making it still look beautiful and fun. She couldn't believe her eyes at all.

♡ after the vows and I do's you all headed inside the venue to have so much fun. The dj blasting music everyone sprinting to the photo booth. You actually had zero idea of what Billie had in store. A traditional act that is.

"Come sit." She says grabbing your arm. You look at her confused. She had been talking to the dj about playing a specific song you had noticed, because it starts playing as soon as you sit. "Attention everyone." She smirks. You look up at her as she gets on her knees in between your legs. "Billie what-?" You say still confused. She grabs your dress lifting it over her head. Ohhh so that's why she had gifted you that garter. You should've known shed do something like this. The garter toss, she was going to toss it to all the people on her side. Her face goes near your thigh, her teeth gripping it and successfully taking it off. She tosses it and you never thought of who would catch it but it was Finneas. You look over at Claudia cheering with her. Meaning she was next.

BROWN

~PROPOSAL~

♡ both of you had been talking about marriage alot recently so it wasn't as of a surprise when she did what she did. It was the last show in LA and she was nearing the end. You were backstage with Finneas. And you had no idea he was in on it also.

♡ Billie was doing her little thanking part, her family, the opener. And then she pauses. You watch her on the screen in the back. Confused.

"And to the most important one, especially tonight my beautiful girlfriend Y/n. Could you come out here babe." You furrow your brows as you're being pushed by him. "What? Why?" He smiles. "Now that'll just ruin it all, go go." You reluctantly go up on the stage seeing millions of people. You're a bit shy but as soon as you're next to her your nerves ease. She grabs your hands. "I've loved you for many years now. And I want to keep doing so. I'm committed to you. And I don't need to do this since you know how much I adore you. But i want to. So, will you make me the happiest girl ever, even more so. And marry me?" Everyone gasps, and it doesn't even take you a second before you're nodding saying yes. The whole stadium cheers loudly.

~ENGAGEMENT~

♡ it was just before tour started again in the new year. You two had luckily a year to plan it, having it at the end of the year for a beautiful winter wedding.

♡ it was hard for the first few parts seeing as she was touring and you were busy planning the small meaningful event. She'd call you nightly, catching up on what you had done. She quoted. "I'm happy with anything you choose"

"Soo what have we accomplished on the wedding board today." She says throught the phone. Her hair was back as she was getting ready for bed and wanting it out of her face. "My dress." You smile at her, so giddy. "It's hanging up." She smiles at you. "Show me show me!" You get up, placing the phone in a position where she can see it fully. You grab it and put it against your body. "You likeeee." Her eyes take it in. "It's perfect. Just like you." There was a soft silence. "I miss you." She then says. "I miss you. So much." Your lips turn pouty slightly. "Few more days my love then we can hug, kiss. More than that." She smirks and winks making you giggle. "Anything else to be done?" "Yes, the venue but I want to do that with you when you're back." She smiles. "Yes ofcourse, but you know I'd be happy with your pick." You nod. "I know, but this is our, wedding baby." She blows you a kiss. "I love you, sleep well yeah? I'll text you in the morning." You nod again. "I love you too, talk tomorrow bub."

~WEDDING~

♡ it was a week before her birthday, her words "best early birthday present." You were getting ready with Claudia.

"You look amazing." She says. You turn towards her. "I'm a little nervous." She tilts her head. "Really? You've been so excited." - "And I still am ofcourse I'm marrying the woman of my dreams. I just- I hope everything goes well." She smiles. "It will." You then look to see the door being opened seeing its Billie. "You can't see me before the wedding!" Her brow raises. "I've seen your dress already." You had forgotten. "Well- yeah true. What's up?" She smiles coming over to you, you watch as Claudia gives you some privacy. "Just wanted to get a different reaction before I see you out there. Knowing my parents are watching." She grabs your hand and turns you around, wolf whistling. You chuckle noticing her eyes go all over your body. "Glad to get that out of your system?" You say amused. "Hold on I'm far from finished." She grabs your face and kisses you with such passion, tongue. Heat. "Couldn't do that infront of them either, could I?" You both laugh.

Tags: @trulyy-yourzz @eilishslut @chrissv4mp @n0vabug @dollyvuu @dollarbils @sweetcherriexs

[kymerawrites]

How much it hurt standing right there, on the balcony of his two-story house, the thought of him getting married to another woman tomorrow was making your heart bleed. You leaned against the railing with a frown on your face, a glass of champagne in your hand and your eyes throwing daggers at the moon. Simon decided to invite all Task Force 141 for a drink the night before the big day, you could hear them all laughing and cheering downstairs in the living room, but you couldn’t even put a small smile on your lips.

You loved him and he loved you back, you thought things could still work between the two of you, he thought differently. He didn’t know how to show his love, his care, it hurt you and he knew it perfectly, that’s why he decided to break things off with you. And now? After one year you still haven’t moved on and now he was going to marry another woman. You heard someone clear his voice and immediately turned around, Simon was there with his hands clasped behind his back, his eyes staring deeply at yours, “shym.. Why are you here alone?” He asked, his tone holding a little sadness.

You let out a scoff before turning your gaze down towards the garden, watching a couple of butterflies landing perfectly on the grass, “because I’d rather not be around for this,” you muttered, the grip on your glass of champagne tightening. He sighed and walked closer to you, joining you in standing against the railing of the balcony and keeping a respectful distance.

“You’re invited, why would you not want to be here?” He asked with a raised eyebrow before letting his gaze drop on you. You rolled your eyes and drank half of the liquid from your glass before replying, “Because I don’t want to watch my ex-boyfriend getting married to another woman.” You murmured with bitterness in your tone.

“Even though we’re still colleagues, I cannot just act like I don’t care Simon..” I took a big chug of my wine before looking down to the grass

His eyes softened as he realized how you truly felt about the situation, he could blame nobody but himself. He was the stupid one. He let out another heavy sigh and leaned against the railing, his shoulders dropping and his body slightly falling forward, as if a weight was on his shoulders, “I know-“ he paused and closed his eyes before continuing, “but the decision has been taken.”

“Why mia… why her Simon what was so special about her that overshadowed me?”

“You want me to tell you why did I choose her?” He asked and you could just hear how tired and frustrated his voice was. You turned your head to look at him and saw how tired he looked, probably tired from hearing the same question for the past few weeks after he told you that he was going to marry her and not you, “yes,” you said in a stern voice, “why her and not me?”

Simon thought for a split second “Mia, she was someone who saved my life, kept me company while I was almost dying on that battlefield..and we just fell for eachother, I couldn’t let that eat me up.”

Your heart dropped as Simon spoke, he fell for her while you were waiting for him here. You felt a pang of jealousy and anger towards her just from hearing the words leaving his mouth. You turned your body fully towards him and narrowed your eyes at his face.

“You fell for her on the battlefield?” You asked in disbelief, “while I was here waiting and worrying for you?”

He slowly nodded his head. “You don’t understand, she kept me company while I was in my lowest point during those days on the battlefield, I-“ he paused and licked his lips as he remembered those days where he didn’t give a damn if he lived or died and he was close to death so many times, yet Mia was there, taking care of him and talking to him as he just laid there, unable to speak or move.

Your eyes widened in shock and slight anger. “You don’t think I understood that?” You exclaimed, “Simon I was there for you too, I was texting you, calling you, worrying about your state every night!” You paused as you felt your eyes starting to heat “I was praying that you’d come back safely, that you’d come back home to me, but-“ you bit the inside of your cheek and took a deep breath as you tried not to yell at him, “but no- Instead you fell in love with another woman.”

He could basically hear your voice breaking as you spoke and his heart ached every second. “I know-“ he tried to speak up, but you didn’t let him, the last drop of rage finally hit you and you snapped at him.

“You know? Then why!? Why didn’t you choose me? Didn’t you love me like you love her!? Didn’t you care for me like you care for her!?” You yelled at him, not being able to hold your emotions back now.

“Of course I did! You know I did!“ He yelled back as he lifted his head and clenched his jaw, his hazel eyes staring deeply into yours. You looked straight into his eyes and felt a tear run down your cheek, “Then why?” You asked in a weak voice, “if you loved me and cared about me why didn’t you choose me instead?”

Another sigh escaped his lips and he rubbed his eyes with his thumb and forefinger. “Because it’s different with her!“ He yelled back and he saw how another tear fell from your eye. He was hurting you, but he didn’t know how to explain you why it was different, “I don’t know how to explain” he spoke in a much calmer tone and leaned against the railing again, “she’s just different..”

I nodded “ah yes, because she never made mistakes, she was soft, loving and caring..” I paused “and I always did the opposite. Because I am harsh, an ex maffia member, someone who was obsessed with the thrill of life or death, money..” I looked at him angrily “is that the reason?”

Simon stayed silent for a few moments, thinking about your words. He knew that what you were saying was completely true, you have never been the soft or gentle type of woman, you could never love him as fiercely as Mia did. He lowered his gaze to his feet for a second and bit his lower lip before replying. “It is part of the reason-“

Your heart shattered even more as he confirmed your thoughts. “That’s exactly why isn’t it?“ You said in an almost inaudible whisper. “She loves you like a real lover should do.. while I do the opposite..” you muttered almost to yourself.

You chuckled humorlessly and shook your head, looking up at the night sky to hold your tears from falling down your face. “And the other reasons..?” You whispered, knowing you were stepping into a minefield.

He took a deep breath and let it out before answering your question. “It’s a.. lot of reasons actually.” He said in a much calmer voice than before. He could see and hear the pain in your voice and it made him want to comfort you, but he couldn’t do that. Not anymore. Not after everything.

“Then name them.“ You looked at him again, holding back all the emotions that were swirling in your brain, “tell me all the reasons that made you fall out of love for me and fall in love with her.”

He grunted and closed his eyes for a second before looking into your eyes again “first reason, the one you already guessed, is her nature. She’s sweet, gentle, kind, loving, she takes care of me when I need it.” He said in a low voice, his eyes locked into yours.

“Second,” he paused as he leaned forward and his body was now facing you fully, “she knows when to stop arguing and when to give in, she’s not stubborn like you.” He said without thinking and winced slightly.

He knew that the next reasons were going to rip you apart, that’s why he was taking time to give the perfect answer. “She’s not some mobster and a con.” He said in a cold tone as he looked up at you again.

Your eyes widened in shock when he spoke, you couldn’t believe that part of the reason was the fact that you were once a mafia member. “You-“ you spoke in a weak voice “you’re using my past as a reason?” You let out a humorless chuckle and shake your head.

“Don’t act surprised,” he said in a dry tone “you’re a criminal. A con woman and now an ex mobster.” He crossed his arms over his chest and slightly lifted his chin, staring into your eyes with a blank expression, “what do you expect?”

His cold words and expression felt like daggers into your heart and you closed your eyes momentarily to hold back your tears. “I know what I was, but I never expected you to use it against me.” You said in a quiet voice.

“You know how I was forced in that and the horrific situations I experienced and needed to endure..”

He bit his lip and his body tensed when you spoke about your past, he remembered hearing your stories more than once. He knew it was cruel to use that against you, but he just wanted you to understand, “Yes I do..” he said in a serious and firm voice “and that’s another part of the problem.”

“I don’t want to hear it anymore Simon… I couldn’t get over you because I love you.. or well loved you.” A tear welled up in my eye “you just proved me why I should not even want to speak to you again.”

He clenched his jaw when he saw the tear rolling down your face and closed his eyes tightly. He wanted to reach over and wipe the tear off your face, his hands were itching to feel your skin again, but he knew he couldn’t touch you. This was already too painful for both of you. He looked at you again and saw how much pain you were in. “I didn’t want to hurt you,” he said in a low tone, “I just wanted you to understand..”

“Understand your bullshit reasons to marry another woman,” you whispered and wiped the tear off your face with the back of your hand. You couldn’t take this anymore, hearing him give you so many reasons why he won’t choose you was slowly killing you.

He flinched slightly when you cursed, he also couldn’t stand seeing you in pain like that. “Those same bullshit reasons are the ones I’m choosing her over YOU!“ He snapped. He was losing control of his emotions hearing you speak and seeing your hurting expression.

“Then why are you still trying to explain them to me?” You spoke, feeling your anger rise as well, getting tired of his attitude. “You already chose her, you’re going to marry her tomorrow, then why are you wasting your time to explain me something you shouldn’t?!”

He let out a scoff and leaned more towards you, “Because I don’t want you to think that I’m only doing this out of spite! I’m in love with her okay?! And I’m going to marry her because I want to, I want to spent the rest of my life with her!” He yelled at you, letting out all his bottled up emotions.

I just stayed silent and looked at the stars in the sky before turning my face back to him “then I wish you well in live Simon.” And I walked downstairs towards the door

His heart sank when you walked away like that, you just stopped fighting, you just gave up. “That’s it?” He said in disbelief before he started walking after you, closing the distance between the two of you in a few strong steps. He grabbed your arm and stopped you from walking.

He turned you around so that you would be facing him and held your arm firmly to prevent you from walking away from him. He stared into your eyes as he spoke, his voice low. “That’s it?” he repeated, “you’re just leaving? Not even going to fight for me?”

You felt like your emotions were about to explode anytime now, he had no right to speak like that. “What the hell do you want me to do?!” You almost shouted, looking him straight in the eyes, “what more am I supposed to say!? You don’t want me, you chose another woman! I’m not going to fight when it’s already lost.”

He tightened his jaw and his grip on your arm. He didn’t know why he was so upset when you said those words. He should’ve been happy that you gave up, but he wanted to see the feisty woman that never surrender, he wanted you to fight for him. But the words you were saying to him made his heart ache. You were giving up on him, you just accepted that he was marrying another woman.

His expression softened when he saw more tears in your eyes and he slowly loosened his grip on your arm, holding it gently now. He took a deep breath and looked into your eyes, his voice calm. “Say something. Yell at me, tell me I’m a bastard, that you hate me. Anything.”

You inhaled a shaky breath and tried to hold back your tears. Seeing him like this made your heart ache as well, but you knew you had to be strong, “What for? Do you want me to humiliate myself and beg you to pick me? Beg you that you will see how much I love you?”

“Well guess what Simon, I want you to thrive in your upcoming marriage and I don’t want to be seen as an obstacle, I don’t want to see you again Simon..” and I walked out the door and shut it close

And at that moment I felt like I lost myself, lost control. I called Shepard to surrender myself from the army and called an old friend of mine.

I called Amanda “shym is that really you? Girl we’ve missed you so much!”

Amanda’s excited tone on the other side of the phone made your heart clench slightly, you missed your old friend. A lot.

“How is angels palace doing Amanda? I want to come back. I miss everyone..”

“Oh we’re all good but we all miss your presence!” Amanda said in a cheerful tone “Come back here you crazy bitch, we all miss our queen.”

I smiled as tears welled up in my eyes again “so my dad isn’t angry at me leaving him?”

“Yeah he’s still sulking about it“ said Amanda before bursting into laughter “it’s kinda funny whenever someone mentions you, he just puffs like an angry child. But I know and everyone knows that secretly he’s missing your smartass comebacks.”

“And most of all his backbone, you were thriving and making us a lot of money, you need to come back.. Sol.”

A chuckle escaped your lips when she used your old name, nobody called you like that anymore. “Stop it, you’re making me miss that place even more. I swear to God if I get home and I don’t see my favorite drink at the bar I’m going to strangle your ass.”

“My flight leaves at 9 AM, I’ll see you around 7 PM in the evening alright?”

“Perfect, just be prepared to drink tons of my good old cocktails.” Amanda said and you could sense the excitement in her voice.

I drove home and instantly packed all my belongings and my cat, couldn’t leave the poor guy behind. I left my keys in the plant pot and put a note for my tenant that I payed last month rent and I’ve moved out.

After everything was in your bags and the car, you sat down in the driver’s seat and drove straight to the airport. You were already excited to see your old home again and meet your old friends, but your heart still ached from the whole Simon situation.

You checked in your bag and sat down in the waiting area for your flight. People were all around you, walking, chatting, all seemed normal. But you felt heavy and tired, you couldn’t get Simon’s face out of your head. You closed your eyes to rest for a moment.

You were awakened by the announcement on the speakers that your flight was about to start boarding up. You slowly opened your eyes and stood up from your sit, grabbing your bags. You slowly made your way to the boarding desk, showing the worker your ticket before making your way onto the plane.

Time to go back to bogota..

You made your way to your seat at the plane and strapped the seatbelt around your waist. You inhaled a deep breath and closed your eyes for a moment, trying not to think about Simon.

‘He’s marrying that stuck up doctor today, I hope everything goes well for them’ I thought

Even thinking that made your heart ache. You hated the thought of him marrying another woman. You took a deep breath and took out your headphones, deciding to play some music to distract yourself.

The flight seemed long, but at least the loud music was helping you to distract from your thoughts. You were listening to some of your favorite songs when the pilot announced your arrival to Bogota.

Back in London it was Simon, trying to call you multiple times since yesterday

He sat alone in his kitchen with his head resting on his crossed forearms. He hasn’t slept and he had bags under his eyes. He picked his phone up again and called your number, hoping that this time you would answer.

He tapped his foot on the floor anxiously and held his breath, listening to the beeping. But then he heard your voicemail again, causing his expression to tense up. He growled in irritation and was about to throw the phone but he quickly stopped himself and called your number again.

He impatiently waited for your voice but heard your voicemail again. He let out another loud sigh and leaned against his chair, covering his face with one of his hands. He was getting fed up, why weren’t you answering?

He dropped his hands from his face and looked at Soap who was grinning widely. He let out a scoff and rolled his eyes with annoyance, “Yeah I’m marrying her today, not even a bloody congratulations?”

Soap scoffed as well and shook his head, “I wouldn’t compliment your choice mate and you know that” he said and sat down next to him, patting his shoulder “are you actually going through with this?”

He leaned back in his seat and avoided eye contact with Soap, he ran his fingers through his hair. “Why wouldn’t I?” He asked in a rough tone, “she’s the one I’m marrying in a couple of hours remember?”

Soap narrowed his eyes at him “because you haven’t slept at all, and you haven’t even spoken to your fiancé since yesterday” he said in a suspicious tone, he knew his friend well and knew that something was wrong.

He averted his gaze from Soap and clenched his jaw. He hadn’t spoken to her, he had called her multiple times but you weren’t answering him, which irritated him even more. He hated the fact that he was having second thoughts and he hated the fact that you still had such an effect on him. “I’m just stressed about the whole marriage situation.” He lied.

Soap chuckled and crossed his arms over his chest, “You, stressed? You’re one of the most calm and composed guys I know” he said in a disbelieving tone, he knew he was hiding something.

He let out a loud scoff and finally looked up at Soap, his expression still tense “even I can get stressed sometimes Soap. Can you just cut me some slack for now?”

Soap raised his hands in defense and gave him a smirk, “Alright mate settle down, was just messing with you” he said and gave him a playful pat on his shoulder “but seriously, are you alright?”

He inhaled a shaky breath and leaned his head back to rest on his chair. He had never opened up to anyone about something like that before. But Soap was his close friend and he trusted him the most out of everyone. He let out a deep breath and looked up at the ceiling “No, I’m not.” He admitted slowly.

“It’s shym.” He said bluntly

Soap’s eyebrows knotted together in confusion “shym? What about her?” He asked in disbelief.

He let out a tired exhale and closed his eyes. He ran his fingers through his hair before looking at Soap “She just won’t leave my mind, every time I try to stop thinking about her she’s still there” he admitted, he felt relieved that he was finally telling someone about how he felt, especially Soap who was his best friend.

“You still love shym don’t you..” he said firmly

He stayed silent for a moment, his expression tense. He slowly looked up at Soap and nodded “yeah, I still love her, more than anyone in the world” he admitted in a firm tone “I never stopped loving her.”

Soap raised his eyebrows in surprise. Out of all the possibilities of why his friend was so distracted, he didn’t expect his to say that. “Then why are you marrying another woman?” He asked in disbelief.

Simon looked at soap “because I also love Mia, a lot.. and she’s a better option.”

Soap let out a scoff and rolled his eyes, “How the hell is she a better option? Mate, you’re marrying a woman that you don’t even love that much, instead of the woman you truly love, do you even hear yourself right now?”

He looked away and clenched his jaw stubbornly “Mia is everything I need. She doesn’t distract me with her stupidity, she actually supports me and is there for me. She’s everything I need” he said as he tried to convince himself it was the truth.

Soap rolled his eyes and stood up from his chair, “That’s such bullshit mate and you know it.” He said in an annoyed tone, “You can’t marry a woman that’s not the one that you truly love. Can’t you just pull your head out of your ass and admit that you love shym?”

“It’s already too late, shym left with no trace.. I said some hurtful stuff yesterday and no one can find her now..”

Soap’s eyes widened in surprise and his heart ached for his friend. He didn’t want to believe that it was already too late. He walked back towards him and placed his hand on his shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze “She can’t have disappeared like that, she must be somewhere..”

And now i returned to the hotel a coverup for a secret organization that trades and smuggles drugs and other stuff.

As you walked into the palace you saw many people who were close to your family or that you had done business with before. They all looked surprised but somewhat happy to see that you had returned. As soon as your father saw you, he exclaimed and spread his arms wide open before pulling you into a tight and emotional embrace.

“Family! My backbone has returned!”

All the people in the room clapped and cheered as you appeared. Your father kept his arm around your shoulders and held you close to him as he spoke out to everyone in the room. “My daughter has finally returned” he said in a proud tone, “I missed her so much, I cannot believe that she has returned to us, my family is finally reunited once more!”

PART 2 SOON

[somewhereincairparavel]

there's just something about reyna being so desperate for a romantic connection after venus tells her that she'll never be loved by a demigod. when she was even willing to date octavian, when she immediately latched on to percy after he arrived at camp, and then, of course, her unrequited feelings for jason.

this is partly why I dislike people blaming jason for "leading her on" because there's absolutely no canon evidence to suggest that reyna was vocal or obvious about her feelings to jason or ever made a move about it. especially considering the venus incident where reyna had begun to avoid him. it would've ironically given jason the opposite impression. it's only mentioned that they shared something special, which could just as easily allude about their close friendship. jason said that he never felt anything romantic towards reyna, they were both pretty restricted when it came to love because they had an image to withhold at camp, they also had this external pressure of being the potential picture perfect couple. he liked sharing roman history knowledge with her as a best friend, they wanted to visit cool historical monuments together, which he appreciated, and he trusted her deeply, but that was all there ever was to it. their connection was dominated by sweet platonicity, in his perspective, atleast.

reyna misinterpreting jason's behaviour as something romantic also makes sense to her character because she wanted to be loved that way. it was reyna's wishful thinking that caused her inevitable heartache and that adds nuance to her character.

reyna had her own faults in the downfall of jason and her's friendship, just like jason did. and that makes them good characters. they both refused to reach out bc of hesitation and it isnt just jason's fault as the fandom claims it to be.

when jason said reyna distanced herself from him and was never quite the same around him after the venus incident?? do people not understand that jason's hesitation to reach out must have stemmed from that?? worried that she'll distance herself again?? or when reyna greeted piper in boo and didn't even take a glance at jason? reyna had too much pain inside of her so she couldn't reach out. and that's okay.

they never ended up clearing the air because of this lingering hesitation, causing reyna to have everlasting guilt after he passed. and that is also okay. they were just kids who cared about eachother but didn't know better.

their relationship is way more complicated and heartbreaking and reducing it to "jason lead her on and broke her heart, he's the real red flag" does injustice to BOTH their characters.

[coolyiooo]

What BSD Men Do When Your Desperate For Them

Pairings: Dazai, Ranpo, Fyodor, Atsushi, and Chuuya

❗Warnings❗: SMUT, MDNI, breeding kink, begging, cock warming, public, overstimulation, whimpering, moaning, groaning, quivering, trembling, rounds, masturbating, dirty talk, squirting, praise, degrading, etc

🖤DAZAI🖤

Ever since you came to work, you have been so horny for Dazai. You thought you could wait until after work, but it seemed impossible. Without thinking much about it, you went towards Dazai and dragged him out of his chair, making him and everybody else startled. 

He asked you what was wrong but didn't answer and pulled him into the bathroom, basically tossing him on top of the toilet seat, which made him grunt. You straddled his lap and roughly kissed him, hearing a muffled yelp coming from him that turned into quiet groans. Your arms were wrapped around his neck, and your hand pulled him deeper into your lips, clenching his hair.

His hands caressed your ass and thighs, which soon slid up and down your back, trying to feel more of your body.You were both moaning silently in the heated make out until you pulled away "I need you so much, Osamu. I can't hold myself back. please fuck me" you said while grinding your hips against his

He instantly picked you up and slammed your back against the wall, kissing your lips in a needy matter and moaning into it. You grabbed his hand and slid it under your underwear, Dazai understood what you were saying and started to rub your clit.

You pulled away from the kiss to moan "Mmn~ Osamu~ I need you inside~"

You slid your hand into his pants and stroked making him moan "Oh, Belladonna~ I didn't know you could ever be so desperate for my cock~" he slightly smirks

He takes off your pants and lowers his to reveal his hard dick "I love this side of you, Bella~ look how hard you made me"

He aligned the tip to your drenching cunt making you sigh deeply in satisfaction. He started to tease you by sliding the head of his cock against your folds, making you whine that he hasn't pushed himself inside yet

He chuckles quietly "I would love it if you beg a little more for me, bella~ tell me how much you want me to fuck you"

Usually you'd probably give him a 'are you fucking kidding me?' look, but all you were focused on was getting his dick inside you and you already lost all dignity

You pulled him closer to you as you kissed his bandaged neck and chest "please Osamu, fuck me hard. I need you so much it's all I can think about right now. please make me cum" you pleaded against his skin

He immediately plunged his cock inside you. Both of you almost cumming from the amazing pleasure and moaning loudly. You felt the other twitch aggressively. Dazai didn't waste any time to fuck you at a fast pace. You already felt like you were at your limit.

You gripped harshly on his shoulders while moaning loudly "O-Osamu! I-im g-gonna~!"

Right as you finished the sentence you came on his cock, squeezing him more tightly and screamed a moan from the euphoric release you've been waiting for.

God you turned him on so much. The way you looked right now made him throb aggressively inside you. He whimpered as he also felt his limit.

He still fucked you even after you came "NGH~! you came on my cock immediately? so naughty Ah~! Oh Bella~ f-fuck your squeezing me so tightly~ I'm going to cum~!"

"I-inside~! Ah~! Inside 'Samu~ please~!"

With your begging, he shot his cum inside you, making you cum again and squirt on him. You both moaned and whimpered loudly, digging your nails into eachother from the intensity. You were both in pure bliss.

Your vision went blurry and legs were numb while his legs trembled almost like he's about to drop to his knees.You both breathed heavily trying to calm down.

While panting you said "that's felt amazing" You laid your head against the wall with your eyes closed that soon shot wide open when Dazai rammed his cock into you at a quick pace, already hard for you again. You gasped a moan

"Ah~ Look at what you've done to me, y/n~ agh~ you feel so good I can't stop mnn~! I know you want more so let's keep going~!"

💚RANPO💚

While working at the ADA. You got extremely horny and you didn't know what to do until you remembered you have a cute bf. You looked at Ranpo and saw him eating snacks

You just stared at the man until he noticed you staring. When he finally noticed your stare he immediately knew what you wanted, but he just kept staring at you.

You were getting slightly frustrated that he didn't say or do anything until he slowly started to smirk and got back to eating his snacks

You looked at him in disbelief and realized he's just fucking toying with you, so you thought 'you know what? Fuck him' and left your seat to go to the restroom to solve your own problem, kind of stomping your way out.

His eyes followed you and he knew what you were going to do

When you got inside one of the stalls and sat down, you slid your hand down your pants to and rubbed your clit. You'd never self pleasure yourself at a public restroom, but you've also never been this horny and didn't care, only thinking about having an orgasm.

You felt how wet you already were and let out soft moans from the awaited pleasure you've been craving. After awhile you heard the door slam open, making you jump."You certainly didn't waste any time"

you noticed the voice and saw Ranpo's shoes under the door "Open the door, sugar" you could sense him smirking

You didn't move" I thought you cared about your snacks more" you said with attitude

Suddenly you saw Ranpo crawl under the door, startling you again while blushing "Jesus! Couldn't wait a minute?" You raised your voice

"Oh, so you don't want my cock? I'm pretty sure your fingers can't compare to me. It's written all over your face" he smiles

You looked away knowing he was right. He put a hand on the wall that was behind you and leaned towards your ear "tell me you want me, sugar~"

He placed a hand on the hand that you used to masturbate, then slowly slid his hand under your pants, grazing over your clit.

You whimpered quietly "it's not that hard, sugar~ just tell me how much you want me" he smirks widely

You gulped "I need you so much Ranpo. Please fuck me. I want you inside me and to make me cum please" you begged while blushing

He then pulls you up to your feet and pushed your back against the door, lifting one of your legs to put around his waist. He kissed your lips while he unzipped his pants, kindly kneeing your cunt. You then started to pull down your own pants.

He slides your underwear to the side and placed the head of his cock at your entrance, feeling how dripping wet you were "someone was desperate" he said in a low voice before he slammed his cock inside you.

You moaned loudly and immediately came on his cock, clenching tightly on his hair and shoulder. He whimpered from how good your pussy twitched against him and how tight you were.

He gave you a couple seconds to calm down, then started to fuck your cunt, making you moan and whimper "R-Ranpo! So good~ ah~! your doing so fucking good~! Mmn~ don't stop!"

You felt him throb inside you from the praise. He whimpered and panted "Y-your squeezing me so much~ i- I'm going to- mmn~"

He wasn't expecting to feel his release so soon, but the more you praised and clenched him, he couldn't hold back. He thrusts suddenly became sloppy and fast until he came inside you with a loud whimper.

His body trembled and basically let himself fall into your arms. Your arms were holding him up as you started to feel his cum drip out of you. He was panting heavily .

Out of no where, you pushed him on the seat and got on his lap, lowering your hips onto his cock. Ranpo laid his head all the way back as he moaned. You begin to jump on his cock that was becoming hard again.

"Ah~! So good~ I need more of you, Ranpo ngh~ please lets do it again~"

He whimpered loudly from your words as he held onto your hips tightly to help you move faster. His cock hit deeper inside you and your cunt soaked his cock from your cum and his. You both moaned from the amazing pleasure.

"Mhmm~! More, sugar~ don't stop~ mmn~ I need more of you too~!"

💜FYODOR💜

Your boyfriend has been working a lot lately and hasn't had enough time to have sex with you. So naturally over time you got more horny and couldn't even self pleasure yourself because he forbid anybody or anything else to make you cum besides him.

You were extremely pent up and decided to just interrupt him while he was on his five monitors. You wrapped your arms around him and whispered in his ear "Fedya, Im so horny"

He stopped typing and took a minute to process what you just said. He then turned his head towards you with no expression "Darling, not right now. I'm fairly busy-"

You interrupted his sentence and grabbed his cheeks to make him look directly into your eyes to show him your serious "No Fedya, I N e e d Y o u inside me right now" you basically ordered

His eyes widen slightly for a split second then he smirks while tilting his head "You need me that much, myshka~?"

You blush "Y-yes, It hurts Fedya, Please"

He thought about your request for a couple seconds before responding "Come" he said while patting his lap for you to sit on

You began to straddle him and looked into his eyes. He grabbed your chin and pulled you into a kiss, making you sigh from satisfaction. He grabbed your ass and forced them to move against his hips. You started to moan as he started to get hard

When he was ready, he told you to remove your pants, which you complied, as he zipped down his pants to free his cock. You got back on his lap and kiss his lips again.he lifted your body to align his cock against your entrance and eventually sank your hips down on his dick.

You moaned loudly, the pleasure was already amazing. You were about to jump on his cock when he suddenly held your hips down "Don't move, love" he said calmly

That's when you realized he was planning for you to only cock warm him. You whined "Fedya, please"

"You said you just needed me inside you, correct?" You saw him smirk widely

"But, Fedya-" He put a finger up to your lips to silence you

"Be patient until I'm done with work"He then began to work and act like he wasn't even inside you.

You were dazed but decided to just wait and see what happens, but every once in awhile you felt him throb inside you which felt amazing, considering how sensitive your cunt was just by being pent up. The more you thought about it the more your cunt squeezed and twitched against his cock which only made him throb more. The sensation was becoming too much for you and you felt electricity flow throughout your body.

You suddenly squeezed his shoulders and came on his cock while whimpering loudly. His cock felt how wet and tight you got from your orgasm and you felt his cock twitch more aggressively. He sighed deeply, trying to fight off the urge to fuck the shit out of you, but he composed himself

"Myshka..Did you cum without my permission?" He said with dark eyes

You hugged him tighter "I need you so much, Fyodor please! Please cum inside. please make me cum. I'm sorry that I came without your permission, but please fuck me"

He didn't do or say anything for a long time which made you nervous. You were about to say something until he started to force your hips to ride his cock

You moaned loudly from the pleasure of overstimulation "Y-yes oh my God yes~"

"Mmn~ so wet and needy~ hah~ clenching down on me~ your such a filthy little thing for me, myshka~" he smiles at you

"Y-yeah~ ah~! your the only one who makes me like this~"

"Ngh~ I've told you to never disturb me while I work and you've cum without my approval. You know what I have to do, myshka~" he suddenly pulls himself out of you

You whimpered "Please punish me later, my love "

He smirks at you "Let's play a game. You have one minute to satisfy me. If you win, I'll drop my work and comply with your needs, and if I win, you'll have to wait until tonight or longer."

Before you could process his condition, he spoke again "Your time begins now"

You Immediately started to jump on his cock roughly. The chair you were both sitting on kept rattling from the motion. You moaned his name and showered him with praises loudly to hopefully send him over the edge "Your so deep Fyodor~ mmn~! your the best man I've ever been with~ ah~! no one has made me feel this good~!"

He felt a heavy wave of pleasure go throughout his body "Ngh~ Myshka~"

He closed his eyes to focus on how amazing you felt. To tell you the truth, he was pretty pent up as well. He let out small groans to try and hold himself back from being loud. His cock twitched more and got bigger. It felt amazing and you felt your release coming "I'm going to- Can I cum? Please Fedya~" you moaned

He responded to you by forcing your hips to move faster on his dick. He gasps as he also found his release and you whimpered loudly. You both came at the same time, twitching and breathing heavily. His hot cum coated your walls. It's what you've been waiting to feel for so long.

He put his hand on your cheek to make you look at him. You looked so cute when you were a mess. He panted while smiling at you. "Seems like you've won, moya lyubov. Let's move this to the bedroom shall we? You've gotten me all excited now so take responsibility"

💙ATSUSHI💙

You started off the day very horny for no reason. When you go to work it was hard to keep your mind focused since all you could think about was your bf being inside of you, but you didn't want to bother him, even the sight of him was too much for you. So you decided to go lay on the of the couches to keep your head out of the clouds.

You were reading a book. You were still pretty horny and it only got worse when all of a sudden Atsushi decided to be with you. "Hey, y/n!" he kissed you forehead with a warm smile

You felt your body jolt as arousal flowed through your inner thighs. Your eyes widen slightly with blushed cheeks."How are you feeling, y/n? You've been kind of distant today. Are you sick?"

He put a hand on your forehead to check your temperature, but you grabbed his hand and without thinking, slid it under your underwear and placed it on your clit, making you moan quietly.

His face turned completely red "y-y/n-!" You covered his mouth with your hand "I need you Atsushi. Please, I can't handle it anymore. I want you inside me right now" you begged with pleading eyes

He seemed too stunned to speak. You decided to not wait for an answer and just drag him into a storage room. You began to kiss him roughly while palming his clothed dick, earning a muffled moan from him.

He pulled away "wait, y/n, what if someone finds us?"

You began to kissed his neck "so what if they do? Your all I can think about right now" you pulled away and looked him in the eyes "so please fuck me"

He looked at you with a bit of a worried expression, but after some thinking, he gently kissed your lips again. His hands were on your hips as he slowly pushed your back up against the wall. Your hands were busy taking off your own pants that soon unbuckled Atsushi's belt. After his belt was off, he unzipped his pants to free his hard cock.

All of a sudden he picks you up. Your back still against the wall and your legs wrapped around his hips while his hands were busy carrying your body. He placed the head of his cock on your entrance and then rammed it all inside you. You both whimpered loudly from the impact "y-y/n~ your so tight~ mmn~ it almost hurts~"

"Please, Atsushi fuck me hard. It already feels so good~" you pleaded

With those words, he pounded into you aggressively and fast. His cock hitting your womb and fueling you with pleasure. You kept moaning his name as he kept whimpering. The way his cock slid in and out of you, hit your g-spot, and how he whimpered made you find your climax quickly

"Atsushi~! Ah~! Don't stop- mmn~! I'm going to cum~!" You moaned before aggressively cumming on his cock

Your cunt squeezed him tighter and twitched. It felt like a vibrator and he too found his climax. You both moaned loudly. His cum filled you up and it only made you want more of it. He was breathing heavily from his release.

He then gasps when he felt your hips move against his sensitive cock. "Don't stop, Atsushi~ you feel too good~ I need more of you"

It was like his body had a mind of its own and decided to fuck your brains out again. You both moaned from overstimulation kicking in "y/n~ you feel amazing~ ngh~! How can I stop when you beg for me like that~?"

Your mind was clouded with arousal that it only made you think of the pleasure and you squirted on him "y-yes~! Atsushi~" you moaned loudly

He didn't stop though, he only whimpered louder "can't stop now, y/n~ ah~! sorry, it feels too good~ mmn~! let's stop until we can't cum anymore, okay?"

🧡CHUUYA🧡

The whole day you've been thinking about getting fucked by Chuuya, but unfortunately he was out doing some typical mafia executive business. You couldn't wait all day and decided to go help him out on his mission, with Mori's permission ofc.

You eventually found Chuuya. He was in this small house and in a fight with three men. You knew he could deal with it himself, but he was toying with the men and taking his sweet time. You couldn't sit and wait for him to be done playing with these men and suddenly swooped in and shot the men dead in two seconds.

It startled Chuuya immensely, but when he saw you, he was honestly a bit more relieved "d-doll? What are you doing here? And I could've handled them myself"

"You were taking too long" you responded while walking towards him and putting your gun away

He scoffs "You still didn't answer my question, doll. Why are you here?" He reached his hand out to put it on your cheek, but before he could even touch you, you pulled him into an aggressive kiss startling him again.

You pulled away and looked into his eyes "I need you so bad, Chuuya. I need you to fuck me hard please. I want you inside me"

He blushed with wide eyes "Wha- right now?" He asked in disbelief

"No, Chuuya, tomorrow" you responded sarcastically

You grabbed his hand and dragged him into a bedroom that was part of the small house y'all were in. You pushed him on the bed and got on top of him kissing his neck "I need you, Chuuya. I can't think of anything else but you, please" you pleaded while grinding your hips against his clothed cock.

He groaned lowly "b-babe, you sure you didn't hit your head or something?"

"No, you just can't make me think straight" you responded while kissing his skin

He blushed "you need me that much?" He asked, almost like he was talking to himself

He didn't wait for you to respond and flip you over on your back and began to kiss your neck "well if you need me so badly how could I resist? Your so sexy when you beg for my cock, doll~" he smirks

He then pulls your pants off roughly and lowers his own to free his hard dick "you see what you've done to me?" He pulls your hips towards his "this belongs here" he said before he plunged his cock inside you and immediately hit your g-spot

You came instantly on his dick from the euphoric sensation that you've been so desperate for. You arched your back and moaned loudly. Chuuya's eyes widen "already? You really were desperate for me, huh, doll? G-god your clamping down on me~"

He starts to pound into your cunt. Both you moaned from the sweet feeling. He throbbed inside you and your quivering cunt sent shivers down his spine.

"So good~ mmn~ Chuuya, it feels so good~ agh~! I want your cum so bad~ " you moaned while scratching his clothed back

Your words turned him on so much "you want my cum?" He asked tauntingly

"Uh-huh~ mmn~! I need it~!" He moaned from your words and went at a faster pace.

You moaned more praises which only fueled his arousal. Your cunt rubbed his cock too good that he already found his limit. With one last thrust, he shot his cum inside you, grunting loudly. You came again when you felt his cum, whimpering.

He was panting and trembling slightly. He looked at you and your eyes were slightly closed and your chest was going up and down from breathing. Your hand moved to his soft cock and stroked him softly, making him jolt and gasp.

"I want more, Chuuya" you whined with pleading eyes

You felt him becoming hard again. He looked into your eyes "How could I say no to you when your begging me like that~? I'll fill you up as much as you'd like"

[prncessjaeger]

smile 🎀

prncess’s note: #myfavcouplestrendeverrrr

“hi guys, so i’m here with my lovely boyfriend and i want him to explain all about how we met,” you turned to your boyfriend, seeing him straighten up from his seat and clear his throat, “ready?” “yeah, so it was a couple years back- well 2- and i noticed her along with some girls…” as soon as he began speaking, you formed a really weird (and ugly) smile and stared at him as he spoke, “..and thought she was ‘really beautiful,’ so i-,” he cut himself off, giving you a weird glance out the corner of his eye, not paying you no mind at first and continues, “i went over to her as soon as her friends wandered away and was like…” you leaned closer to him with the same uncanny smile, “ ‘i think you’re really pretty and- okay why do you look like that?” “like what?” you dropped your smile immediately, suppressing your giggles as he furrowed his brows with an odd look on his face, “you looking all weird and shit.”

 “im just smiling, like…?” “yeah but it’s…anyways, so we talking it up a bit and get to know eachother…” you repeated the same smile again and showed more of your teeth, squinting your eyes a bit and he’s looking over at you slowly, “...and she tells me she going to the same college as i go to and it was like all things was working in my favor- alright you’re really starting to irritate me.” biting your lip, you replaced your smile with a soft grin like clockwork, “what i do?”

“you keep looking at me weird! and i can’t focus when you make your mouth looks like that,” you giggled as he turns back to the camera and continues again, “so we ended up trading socials and numbers, planning to meet up more and- oh my god,” “what noww? you gotta finish the story baby,”

“not when you look like you wanna bite me, it’s offputting.” sighing playfully, you noticed your minute was almost to an end, “look we gotta finish-”

“but i can’t concentrate, your face looks weird,.” pouting your lips hoping he’d finish up, and luckily because he has alot of patience with you, he does so he sighed deeply and continues, “and so, since the campus coffee shop was close to the dorms, i decided to walk her back and talk with her more- okay jumbo teeth you gotta stop with the smile-”

“JUMBO TEETH?!”

[vxmpyree]

Angst comfort with jealous Nikto? Maybe some comforting Nikto?

friends to something ambiguous guys! friends to something ambiguous and a little heartwrenching! i love friends to will-they-won't-they! anyway sorry if this is kinda odd?? ivebeen in sick and fever dreamy the past couple of days I've worked on this

there's a new man on your squad. the upper brass transferred him from a different squad, citing an influx of inappropriate anger toward certain people.

and the moment he shows up, nikto doesn't like him. there's something about his dark, leering eyes that makes even his skin crawl. but what seals the deal for him is that he immediately goes to talk to you.

he's all over you, every day. he'll squeeze between you and nikto with his trey in the mess hall, pushing nikto out. the man visits you before lights out, stripping you of the little time you have to relax. but worst of all, you don't seem to mind.

nikto knows that this man isn't good news, but he can't point fingers without a good reason. that'd only alienate you further. he stays up for days, digging and digging, only to come out completely empty-handed. god, he must be good at covering up his tracks… or, maybe he just doesn't have anything wrong with him.

this whole ordeal pisses him off. he can't stop thinking about your cheeks warming when you talk to your new friend, and of you dolling yourself up before you see him. oh, nikto just wants to claw his own eyes out!

maybe nikto is just jealous… ah, no. he couldn't be. he doesn't get jealous.

two weeks into your newfound friendship, it dawns on you that nikto isn't hanging around as often as he used to. it's only ever the new guy and you, and if you manage to catch nikto around base, he's brooding and disinterested. you tire of this. you miss your friend-- you miss nikto. what happened to cleaning rifles together and dozing off in eachothers' quarters? you won't stand for this any longer.

it's late at night when you confront him. your spare key still fits into his lock, and you still have to lift the door to open it. he's sitting straight up in bed with wild eyes watching you. he never looks at you like that. nikto always knows when it's you, doesn't he?

you shut the door behind you with a soft click, taking care not to stir anybody nearby. your footfalls are light against the cold, hard floor, and they stop once they reach the side of his bed. he hasn't reached for a firearm or blade of any sort. maybe he isn't as mad as you believed.

you move to sit on the edge of the mattress. what should you say? you had a faint outline for what you planned on confronting him about, but the moment you walked in and saw those wide eyes of his, none of it seemed all that important.

your head turns to look at him. his face is hardly visible under the cover of the dark, but every little shuddering breath gets his point across. he's upset, deeply so, but he can't just say that. he can't just… talk to you. it's never that easy, not for him.

but, you've come to understand him; you know when nikto is upset. and this time, you know why he's upset too.

"…i'm sorry. you need a friend, don't you? i haven't been one," you whisper.

you want to hold him tight and tell him just how sorry you are, but he'd never let you hear the end of it if you did. you know by now that he doesn't like being touched very often.

something brushes against your fingers. they curl as a twitch rolls through your knuckles, but it persists.

it's his hand, his fingers. his scuffed palm moves to lay over the back of your hand, and his nails lightly itch your wrist.

maybe this is still salvageable. jealousy may not be the end of this.

[rimunagenius]

Wait For Me

Paring: Kayce Dutton x reader!

Words: 2.1k words

Warnings: Angst, fluff ending, curse words?? if that’s even a warning, mentions of branding and burning, abuse, over use of baby (i love it, i love imagining him calling me that, do nit judge me🤨😒)

Summary: Growing up you and Kayce were inseparable. You didn’t know the love you shared was more than friends until sixteen, but what happens when John pushes Kayce too hard, and your relationship hangs in the balance?

ఌ If you want to check out my other works for other fandoms and this one, check out my masterlist!!

A/n: no gender or body specification made in the story, so this could be read from any gender/personal preference. This is very self indulgent for me, I love Kayce Dutton and have since i started Yellowstone and I was deeply upset with the lack of fics for him so I had to take matters into my own hands while this godsend of an author writes my requests!!🥹 anyways, hope you enjoy!!

not my gif!!

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You knew it was stupid.

You knew you couldn’t have him.

You can’t love someone into loving you back. You knew it. He knew it. He knew it would never happen between you; he wanted it to. He did love you, too much, though.

This summer had to be your favorite on the Dutton Ranch. Favorite in Montana. Your favorite in the world, same thing. As long as Kayce was there, it was the perfect anything.

You had loved him your whole life. Ever since you were kids anything he would do would mesmerize you. His hair caught in the breeze when you’d chase him around the arena for tag, his smile when you’d tell the same joke he was tired of but laughed because he knew it meant something to you.

Somewhere along the way, you had fallen inlove. You always had been, but this time you actually knew what it was. You knew why. It was Kayce. Any woman would be a fool to not love everything about him.

But…

He had fallen inlove too.

“Oh my god! That’s not-“ You looked at the boy next to you, absolutely falling more inlove the more you looked. Having by far the funniest conversation all summer.

“Oh, please! That’s seriously what I told him!” He laughed, his body leaning on yours, his head halfway into your lap.

“Kayce, your such an idiot.” You looked down at him, his eyes already trained on you. Your chuckle had died in your throat as you saw the look in his eyes. He’s never looked at you like this before—you didn’t see the other times he had. Those moments were just for him.

Your hand landed on his forehead, sliding it back over the expanse of his scalp, his long hair following the pattern your hand tread on his head.

“Oh, yeah?” He said. His signature small smile already creasing the corners of his lips. “I’m okay with that. You still love me, though.”

You looked up at the sky, the stars illuminating your features, entrancing the teenager below you. He was looking at you as if you had hung them yourself. “The sky is beautiful tonight, Kayce. Don’t you think?” Your eyes following and connecting the dots in the sky as his eyes never once dared to move away from you.

“I do. She’s absolutely gorgeous.” In a quick second, he started to sit up, his absence from your lap, drawing your eyes down to him.

Your eyes caught his, as he immediately pulled you into a kiss. His hand on your cheek, your hand tipping his hat off his head, carding your fingers through the growing locks of golden brown locks.

This was just the start.

You knew now was different than when you both were just 16. You had spent two years with eachother, loving eachother. You didn’t think anything would tear you apart.

Kayce had started disobeying Mr. Dutton when you two had just turned 18. Something about them always butting heads and having different life plans. Kayce didn’t want this life, he wanted you, but not at the price John had been setting.

It was either you and the Ranch, or he’d be gone and forbidden to see you. You knew it was a crock of shit, John just trying to scare his son. And you had believed it. You should’ve known the youngest Dutton. Especially now that the behavior was super out of character.

You walked the rocky path up to the main house, on the Dutton Ranch, collecting the smallest size pebbles you could find to throw at Kayce’s window.

You approached the front of the house, stopping before the porch steps and launched pebble after pebble. You had gone through the whole collection and then some. He would come to the window by now, you thought.

He wasn’t asleep, his light was on. Then you heard yelling and screaming, crashing and smashing. You had saw a small glimpse of Kayce and John, and you had heard Lee, you think.

Then you heard nothing. Just saw John’s face in the window, looking down at you as he shut the blinds. You had started on your walk back home, worried sick, right down the road from the ranch before you heard the front door swing open, John dragging Kayce by the collar of his shirt.

They ended up behind the barn, you watching from a healthy distance to not be seen by Mr. Dutton, before you saw a burning orange ‘Y’ iron. The sound of burning flesh and muffled cries and screaming followed.

You obviously didn’t see Kayce that night but you had saw him two days after, breaking a horse.

You stood up on the bottom wood log of the arena with your arms draped over the top one. “Where have you been, baby?” Your boyfriend just looked up at you. A heartbreaking attempt at a smile casted over his beautiful face.

“Talk to me, Kayc. Is everything okay?” You knew it wasn’t. You knew what you saw, not expecting that from John.

“I’m fine, darlin.’ Don’t worry your pretty little head too much, yeah?” He looked back to the horse, grabbing the reigns and walking him through the exit of the arena, signaling you to follow him to the barn.

You didn’t want to pry, you knew he wasn’t okay but you’d let him tell you about it when he was ready. You knew Kayce would.

“Okay, handsome. You doin’ anythin’ later.” You tucked a small strand of hair behind his ear, fixing his hat that’s shifted.

“Nah, you wanna come over? Watch a movie?” He asked. You smiled at him and nodded your head. You leaned in for a kiss and turned your heel.

“I’ll see you later, cowboy.” You looked over your shoulder, Kayce eyes trailing up your body, his eyes eventually meeting yours. “You like what you see, Kayce?” You laughed as you were almost out of line of sight.

“Hell yeah, I do, baby.” His smirk as he watched you, slowly dissipating. He was dreading the moment he had to tell you. He had to do it soon, tomorrow.

That was yesterday.

Your movie had gone great but you should have known then there was problem. He seemed on edge that night, and his room seemed a little less lively since the last time you had been in there.

You walked up to the main house, opening the front door. John wasn’t home so Kayce said you could walk through the house and to his room.

That’s when you saw it. His shit packed and loaded into duffle bags. He packed his whole life away in bags. “What’s goin’ on Kayce? Why are you packing?” Your eyes wandered around the room. His dresser now vacant of any picture you two had, of him and Lee. His favorite picture of him and Beth now gone.

“Everything’s okay, baby. I promise.”

“Then why’s your shit all gone? Where are you going?” You couldn’t help the dampness growing in the corner of your eyes. The small quiver in your lip.

“Hey, hey. Don’t cry. It’s gonna be okay.” He cupped your face, forcing you to look him in the eyes. His eyes meeting yours, both damp and a little bloodshot like yours. “I just gotta go for a while, okay?”

“And your just gonna leave me here? Take me with you.” You pleaded. You didn’t think today of all days would start with Kayce Dutton possibly breaking up with you, and leaving you alone in this godforsaken state of Montana.

“I can’t, baby. Not where i’m goin’. Not this time.” He kissed your forehead and shifted his hands from your face to your waist.

“Kayce, where the hell are you going that you can’t take me with you? We haven’t separated since we were kids, why now?” You wiped the tears that fell from your eyes as you couldn’t dare tear them away from Kayce.

“I’m goin’ into the Navy. I don’t know when i’ll be back. But you have to listen to me-“

“The fuckin’ Navy!? Kayce are you serious!?” You yelled at him. He never once mentioned the Navy or any interest. It must’ve been John’s idea. They have been fighting more and more recently.

You thought it had been just father and son disagreements. But the thought should’ve clicked when the iron branded his son, your bestfriend, boyfriend, forever.

He belonged to his father. He had to do whatever he asked. It had to be John. You were pissed. “Was it John?” You whispered.

“No, sweetheart. It was me. I can’t take this ranch anymore, I feel trapped. All I do is eat, ranchwork, eat, ranchwork, sleep, repeat. I can’t do it anymore, baby. The Navy would atleast set me up with some cash so I could find a place of my own.” He sniffled as he held you, you stepping away from him to pace around the room.

It was his decision…he was leaving you.

He wiped his eyes, and in all the years that you had known Kayce Dutton and held him when he was sad, because he had done it for you, you haven’t seen him this torn up and emotional about something since his mother’s passing.

“But does that mean you can’t handle me anymore? I mean if your tired of the ranch, you must be tired of me, right?” You let a choked sob escape your lips. Stopping in your tracks, your legs feeling too wobbly to move another inch.

He immediately rushed to you, embracing you into the tightest hugs he’s possibly ever given you. “No, no, baby. That’s not it. I love you, with everythin’ in me, you know that. But-“

“But what? If your breaking up with me Kayce, don’t you dare think about saying goodbye as if we’ll never speak again. They’re always the hardest and i’m not doing that with you. I do not want to say goodbye to you. Ever.”

“Baby, you know I have to.” His big eyes even frowned with his face. The sad expression crushing you even more than humanly possible.

“No, you don’t! Why can’t you just love me from over there. It shouldn’t be any different, baby.” You grabbed his face. His eyes closing for a fleeting moment. Your cries getting harder and harder to bear quietly.

“Darlin’, I can’t ask you to wait for me in hopes i’ll make it home to you. I can’t ask that of you, and you know I can’t.” He inhaled a shaken breath, evident that this was hurting him as much as it was hurting you.

“Yes you can. You know that. I’d wait a million years and more for you, Kayce Dutton. I waited 16 years, didn’t I?” You laughed quietly, that didn’t hide the audible sob that also parted your lips.

“Godammit, sweetheart. I love you, nothin’ can change that. I’d die for you, i’d do anything for you, i’d go to the very ends of the earth for you, but please for the love of god; please stop making it harder to leave you than it already is.” Tears freely streamed down his face, him not bothering to wipe them away.

He was giving himself to you. All of him, and you couldn’t have asked for more from this man. He has always done this for you. He’s never hidden who he was, especially from you.

As you held his face, you sighed. His hand holding your hips, you could feel his fingers shaking on you. He didn’t want to go. If he was ever gonna leave he was damn sure gonna take you with him. This wasn’t how he wanted it to be.

“Kayce Dutton, I love you. More than you’ll ever know and i’ll spend my whole life showing you. I’d do anything for you, all you have to do is say what. Ask me to wait for you, and i’d wait for you.” As soon the words “ask me to wait” rolled off your lips, Kayce had his answer.

“Wait for me.”

You crashed your lips onto his, the kiss fast paced and full of emotion. The devotion his body poured unto you was otherworldly. You two stumbled back a bit from the force of the kiss. Your tongue meeting his in frantic greeting as you held onto him for dear life, and he held onto you like you were his lifeline.

As you both understood what this meant, what you two were signing up for, you knew now that there was no chance either one of you would be ripped away from the other. No fucken chance.

“I’ll wait for you. When you get back, i’ll be waiting here, you know exactly where to find me, cowboy.” You kissed his lips once again, and smiled, your arm around his shoulder and one hand on his face. His arms wrapped comepletely around your waist.

“I can’t wait, baby.” He kissed you once more and that was it.

You’d be here when he got back. He was going to come back to you. Whether he had to kill or crawl his way back to you, he was going to come home.

And you’d be right there, with open arms waiting. Just like you promised.

[blossomthepinkbunny]

I think it's so fucking funny that the newest episode literally had Blitzø ask Stolas why he is even "in love" with him and all that Stolas could come up with is that he wants -someone- to care. This relationship has been set up as the most tragic thing ever where Stolas just loves Blitzø so deeply and he just can't see it, but this episode just straight up confirms what a lot of people have complained about with the Stolitz relationship. They have no common ground, they don't know a lot about eachother, theres noting that Stolas specifically seeks, that he only finds in Blitzø. They make Blitzø feel so guilty for not reciprocating/understanding the feelings Stolas has, but these feelings are completely interchangeable. Another dude just shows up, asks Stolas to dance, he says yes and the next time they're dancing, having a good time and making out right away. How am I supposed to feel like Stolas isn't just using Blitzø and throwing him away after he got everything out of him, when directly after they had their falling out Stolas just immediately has a fling with another dude. And I wouldn't mind as much if they would just stop pretending that it's specifically Blitzø that Stolas needs. Stolas wants someone to care for him, after years of not receiving love. That doesn't mean that what he did to Blitzø was fine or that Blitzø owes him an apology. And that someone could be anyone. Maybe Stolas and this new guy will become a thing and Stolas will realize that he doesn't specifically want Blitzø and that he needs other relationship experience. From what we can assume though, Stolas will be with the other guy and then realize that he and Blitzø have something they could never have, whatever that may be.

[joszns]

HIII JO!!

do u think you can write smth about like reader surprising ellie with a tattoo of ellies name on her thigh and then ellie goes absolutely ham wit it😋

HIII thank u sm for this request anon!!! it was fun to write :) dreaming about ellie fucking me silly all cuz of some ink in my skin…it does things fr.

warnings: cunnilingus (r!receiving), fingering (r!receiving), accidental sex tape kinda, reader takes a pic during sex

“ellie! ellie! babe, look!” you say excitedly, rushing inside your girlfriends room.

she smiles when she sees you, taking off her headphones and opening her arms for a hug.

“what is it baby?” ellie coos, welcoming you into her lap.

you grin mischievously and lift your skirt up, revealing a tattoo on your inner thigh. small and delicate, it reads: ‘ellie ❤︎’.

“do you like it? i got it done earlier, i’ve been dying to show you!”

ellie stares at the tattoo, feeling heat pool between her legs. her strong hands grip your thighs, causing you to jump a bit at the sudden pressure.

“it’s cute…” she says, staring at it.

“you hate it.” you pout, looking away.

“i love it. i love it so much.”

“prove it.” you say.

ellie brings your face to hers and kisses you deeply, pulling you into her by your jaw.

you moan into the kiss, arching forward as your tongues sloppily slide against eachother. her hands wander, dropping from your neck, then your chest, and finally your thighs. she caressed the area near the tattoo, gently rubbing her thumb over the ink. whimpering, you pull her impossibly closer and tug on her hair lightly.

ellie picks you up and walks to her bed, putting you down and immediately kissing down your body. she stops at your thighs, pulling up your skirt and kissing the skin around your tattoo while looking up at you.

“telling everyone you’re mine, hm? my name, on display..” ellie said, leaving a hickey on your thigh.

“yeah, love showin’ you off baby..” you sighed, spreading your legs open more as ellie’s mouth slowly inched upwards.

she breathed out over your cunt, making you shiver. you feel yourself throb expectantly, embarrassed at the fact ellie could see just how wet she made you.

“so pretty, my love..” ellie says, placing a soft kiss on your soaking clit. she looks up at you as she does this, watching your expression falter slightly.

she breathes you in one last time before pressing her tongue on you, slowly pulling the wet muscle through your sloppy folds.

“elie…” you whine, pushing your hips into her face. “stop teasing.”

she complied with your request, happily eating you like you were her last meal on death row.

you moaned, fingers tangling in her hair, hips bucking up into ellie’s smothered face. her expert lips clung to your clit, sucking softly as her tongue flicked the cherry bud. her right hand lingered by the tattoo, gripping and kneading the fat below it.

“so good baby, who’s pussy’s this?” ellie asked, her other hand moving up to slide one of her long fingers inside of you.

“yours baby fuck—s’yours, my pussy’s yours—” you cried, chest rapidly rising and falling with each shallow breath you took, orgasm nearing quickly.

“take a picture baby..so you always know who you belong to.” ellie commanded, watching herself slide another finger into your sloppy cunt.

you happily obliged, taking your phone as ellie continued to eat you out. you moaned, back arching.

struggling to keep your arms straight, you positioned the phone at a good angle and snapped a photo, accidentally starting a video as you fumbled with the device.

“ellie..fuck…don’t stop—god don’t stop!” you whimpered, the phone falling onto the mattress as you moaned your girlfriends name over and over.

her fingers were relentlessly perfect, arching and thrusting in just the right way ellie knew hit all the spots you loved the most.

“m’gunna cum! please-don’t—stooop!” you cried, extending your last word as you climaxed hard on ellie’s face and fingers.

ellie rode you through it, slowing her pace on licking and thrusting into you. aftershocks rolled through your body, causing you to twitch every now and then as she departed from your puffy clit with a ‘pop’ and retracted her fingers.

“you alright, baby?” she asked, getting up to grab a towel for her hands.

you stopped her, looking into her beautiful green eyes as you licked her hand clean. ellie swallowed hard, the feeling of your wet tongue dragging on her fingers creating new sensations.

“i’m so fucking glad i don’t gotta share you.”

[tirfpikachu]

i said it many times before but...

detrans cis womanhood will never be normie womanhood.

detrans cis manhood will never be normie manhood.

living as trans for years affects you DEEPLY. trans people should know this first-hand. detrans folks, simply by starting to live as cis or bio/non-trans men/women again, cannot suddenly erase all those years as if they never existed. we just can't. i'm sorry. i tried. dear goddess i really fucking tried harder than you'll ever know. and so did so many of my beloved detrans friends.

but detrans people need other detrans people. it's why having "detrans" in your bio doesn't immediately make you a raging bigot.

mainstream trans activists don't understand us.

non-detrans radfems often misrepresent us.

we need eachother, we need community.

and our voices NEED to be heard.

we NEED detrans sisterhood & siblinghood.

only detrans women understand other detrans women. only detrans men understand other detrans men. we need our spaces.

i will always be seeking out lost detrans sisters, too many of us stay quiet. and i will always want to hear out my detrans brothers. i love my detrans/desisted community. we've been through really tough shit, we're more likely to be gay, more likely to be traumatized, more likely to be autistic. we're not what you think. and now you need to sit down and hear our stories. sorry. it has to happen. or feel free to block all detrans voices and plug your ears and go lalala! even though hearing us out and preventing detransition is critical to fight against trans stigma and trans oppression. you need us more than you think.

detrans/desisted gyns i love you!!! you're not alone.

[howlsofbloodhounds]

I was thinking about color and killer, and beats and kin, and the idea of codependency.

The big thing with Beats and Kin is that they’re both introverted, and Beats is extremely avoidant of people they don’t know and aren’t familiar with—deeply distrustful of people, to the point they’ll run and hide if approached or have panic attacks if they can’t.

Whereas Kin just seems to be highly independent and introverted, preferring to mostly be alone with just themself and Beats, Beats has something deeper going on as well as their introversion in general.

Forcing Beats to try making friends and talk to people when they don’t want to will be very bad for their mental health and will shatter their trust in the person forcing them to do so. Kin, acting as their big brother and sort of guardian figure, isn’t afraid to set and maintain boundaries regarding how people are allowed to talk to Beats, who is allowed to, how many are allowed to, and when they’re allowed to.

Kin can be very possessive, territorial, aggressive and protective—due to their dragon stuff I’m pretty sure. But they’re like this with all of their friends and teammates, such as getting protective and defensive of V when Kin felt the other V (girl, purple hair, werewolf V), was being disrespectful and rude to their companion.

Kin isn’t controlling, however. The control they do have regarding Beats and their boundaries seems to be things that Kin, Beats and possibly Maestro (Beats’ parent), have talked about and discussed in detail before.

Kin doesn’t prevent Beats from making friends or talking to people if they want to, which they rarely do anyway. Kin doesn’t stop Beats from talking to, spending time with, and maintaining their relationships with the other few people that Beats’ feels safe with—which is basically mostly just Kin, Maestro (Underbeats Gaster/Beats’ parent), Nico (Underbeats Papyrus/Beats’ younger brother), Uncle Grillby (Underbeats Grillby and Mae’s childhood friend), Underbeats Muffet, and potentially Blindy (Kin’s master/AU’s Gaster, who Beats calls their ‘other dad.’)

Beats also seems to be on okayish terms with Abyss Team members such as Abyss (who they see around often enough to be familiar with) and Mecha (gave him a flower to cheer him up), familiar with and trusting enough of them to approach them first; even if Beats doesn’t seem to yet consider the two friends.

There was also a brief drawing where Color and Beats were drawn by another creator talking and sharing some of Beats’ favorite drink together (milk), but Beats’ creator reblogged that post joking something along the lines of how Beats would immediately get scared and magically disappear. Something like that, suggesting that Beats wasn’t yet comfortable with Color at the time.

The two were described by their creators as something like eachother’s “comfort zones,” and neither really want to leave their bubble—but when one does on occasion, the other won’t try to stop them, and eventually the one who wandered off will come back to their “comfort zone.”

Even if the two can sometimes get jealous or insecure or sad when the other seems to be making more friends and connections, the other is also usually happy for them (happy that they’re happy), and doesn’t try to prevent it or make the other feel bad about it. And the one making new friends is also quick to reassure the other.

They don’t push each other out of their comfort zones, but they also don’t stop the other from trying to wander out and grow. They just prevent other people from forcing eachother to do anything they don’t want, aren’t comfortable with, can’t handle, or aren’t ready for.

On the other side of things, Killer is introverted and Color..is not. He’s extroverted. On top of that, Color has lasting trauma regarding being almost completely and forcibly alone for reasonably two decades, whereas Killer has trauma regarding people and never being left alone (and having his want to be left alone often ignored, sending the message over and over again that what he wants doesn’t matter) for assumingely a very long time.

Of course Killer wants to be alone with the very few things, seemingly the only things, that have never used or controlled or hurt him; animals and Color. His feelings towards most other people in general can range from extreme distrust to curiosity to contempt or apathy and disinterest, to fear and terror and potentially paranoia, depending on the Stage he’s in.

Meanwhile, feeling/being completely alone, isolated, not remembered, seen, heard, replaced and without anyone has deeply traumatized Color to the point he’d even join random groups of strangers just to feel less alone and forgettable.

I believe that, if it weren’t for not only the six souls but the friendships and connections Color has outside of Killer (Epic Sanses & Abyss Team), Color very likely wouldn’t have mentally and emotionally survived everything that took place between him and Nightmare, and him and the alternate versions of Killer that all replaced the other.

Color probably would’ve even tried to kill himself or been driven to desperate extremes in an attempt to fill the emotional void inside him and kill the loneliness, willing to tolerate or invite a lot of things if it meant someone remembered him, was seeing him, and he wasn’t alone. Which isn’t a good thing if he’s trying help a version of Killer that’s more violent or manipulative, or even a lot more cold and indifferent.

Hell, given the nature of the Multiverse and Nightmare replacing Killers with alternate versions, there isn’t anything preventing something like the scenario above from having already happened before; and Color and the souls having connections outside of Killer and eachother is what saved Color from that situation.

And then of course, when Color finally manages to successfully convince one Killer to save themselves and keep him alive, all these past experiences will color the relationship he has with this current Killer—in both nostalgic and potentially even traumatizing/stressful/upsetting ways, for both Color & the souls and Killer.

For example, Justice helping Color set firm boundaries with this current Killer regarding details and the nature of Color’s past relationships with other Killers; that Killer is not allowed to try and demand more from Color than he’s willing to share, and Killer’s not allowed to go digging through Color’s things to try and figure it out.

Not exactly because remembering and talking about them is too painful for Color (it is painful, but he’d never want to forget what he had with the others, whatever that might’ve been), but because 1. he is entitled to his privacy and he & the souls should be able to share when they’re good and ready, and 2. potentially, he knows how Killers can get; having dealt with extremely possessive and potentially controlling Killers before.

Not sharing or showing information until they’re ready talk about it on their own terms, to remember and invite in old pain and memories and open old wounds, until they’re certain this Killer can be trusted to handle this information without accusing Color of only wanting a replacement, or having ulterior motives, or getting dangerously possessive like some Killers might’ve in the past is for their own mental, emotional, psychological, and physical stability and safety.

I don’t know, I just like the idea that Color and the souls learn, grow, and develop throughout their relationships with different Killers—progressing and regressing—developing and defining their rules, moral codes, boundaries—what they will and won’t do, how they are and are not allowed to treat others, how others are and are not allowed to treat them—and that Integrity and Justice help Color build and reinforce this internal framework, with consequences both internally and externally if they aren’t followed or if a rule/boundary is broken.

[cams-cult]

𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚, 𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚 𝒑𝒕2 ⭐️

part 1- here★

summary- nick and matt resolve their conflict with chris, helping him make plans for the future.

warnings- resolved angst, intended lowercase.

chris had been pacing his room for the last 2 hours, feeling confused, guilty, and angry. he wasn’t expecting a positive reaction from his brothers, but he didnt want them to leave him alone either. they had been gone for longer than 2 hours, but chris started pacing around the 5th hour of them being gone worrying his ass off.

he knew his situation was doomed for the worst, obviously it was doomed, but he had always relied on other opinions instead of his own. half of the time nick and matt were the ones CHANGING his opinions on things. and he needed their help with this.

he didn’t want to be a dad this early in life, this early in his career, but he didn’t have the heart to be invisible in his kids life. no way could he do that. so he had completely owned up to that. it was just the fact that it was so unexpected and so life changing.

it scared him to death to say the least.

after hours of pacing and worrying, chris sits down on his bed pondering what his, nick, and matt’s next conversation would be. he didn’t think they would kick them out, but it crossed his mind a few times. he knew they wouldn’t. they weren’t like that.

it was just the fact that he hated fighting with his brothers in general. he hated the thought of them getting into a fight and hateful words being exchanged and something bad happening afterwards. and the fact that he hadn’t heard from the either of them in hours was starting to worry him.

they knew chris had these fears, and they too hated fighting, but this was some serious shit that they were being faced with. because it wasn’t just on chris.

chris decides to get off of his bed and play fortnite to pass time. he knew they’d come home eventually after discussing things together about the matter, so he just sat and played his game.

30 minutes pass and chris hears the front door open. he nervously looks up from his game before exiting the game completely. he slowly gets up from his chair and walks over to his bedroom door. he opens it slightly, before peeking out of it.

nick and matt looked like they had blew off steam, but aggravation was still present on their face. they had gotten fast food and beverages, and it looked like they even got the upcoming dad something as well.

chris sighs with relief as he smiles to himself before swinging open his bedroom door. “hey guys..” he walks over to them nervously. they shoot eachother glances before looking back at chris. “hey kid” matt says as he walks over to chris and gives him a warm hug.

chris reciprocates the hug almost immediately before burying his head in matt’s neck. “i’m so sorry matt” he apologizes “im so sorry nick” he looks up from matt’s neck as his eyes meet nicks.

matt rubs his back comfortingly, as nick walks over to chris and matt giving them a group hug. chris smiles warmly and thanks God that his brothers have seemingly forgiven him.

“it’s okay, kid.” nick says as he and matt pull away from the hug, collectively patting chris on the back. “we had time to talk and deeply discuss it—we’re not happy, but it’ll just have to be that way” nick shrugs as he looks at chris.

“it was going to happen eventually anyway—you and i all bein’ dads and what not” matt says, crossing his arms.

chris nods as he smiles at the both of them, “so what should i do?” he looks down, genuinely unsure of how to do this on his own because having his brothers there for him was all he ever knew.

“well we’re obviously going to help you, and it’s good that we have an extra room” matt smirks as nick nods.

“i don’t know what i would do without you guys” chris smiles as he hugs them again. “we know” they say at the same time, all of them laughing together.

a/n: final part!!! i hope everyone is satisfied with the ending!!

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