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seaslugandscylla · 2 months ago

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Some notes under the snacking issue of Sebastian post caused my brain to weeoweeo it way too much than I expected, so well here are the continuing of topic xd

Sorry it's an essay because I can't write succinctly

1. How did the evil corporation(insert it’s name please) feed?

As far as I’m concerned, the shady corpo experimented on him to check/make people to able to breathe under water. Keeping him alive was quite crucial to success so I think they would provided him with proper amount of of food or at least the full nutrient content preparation. However, it changed when his body started to rapidly mutate, grow and evolve into what he’s now. The vast increase in his need of food and the fact that the gills didn’t develop very well, due to the scientists not very smart move - mixing his DNA with atmospheric oxygen snake and whale, caused the team to shrink his portion and gave him bare minimum in form of drip-feed… Auch

2. How didn’t he die from literally any nutrient deficiency sickness?

As I said it before I do not know the lore very much only basis. So forgive if I mess up some facts about the events. Going back to topic, after the event of beating the life out of his guards/special troops everyone left the lab immediately. Leaving everything behind including the rations, which were sent there for the staff to eat, all kind of medicine - pills, drops, syrups, injections etc. and whatever crops left( no idea if in the game is any „farm” but the transport would be extremely expensive so I think they would love to slash costs especially when there are vertical farms which are efficient, cheap and easy to maintain and during evacuation they could simply destroy it if nothing like this exists there). He simply gain most of crucial elements via all those supplements. Especially via drips which are the least painful without activating all digestive track. I like to think the reason why his extra arm is in the bandages is the fact that he often injects himself with various needles and his veins are in horrible state. At some point point all these supplements will end and it won’t end well for him, but not yet. That’s solves a bit the issue of lack of scurvy, nyctalopia and any other issues alike. Here’s the misery fish and his banana bag of lovely Zn and vit C

3. Another snacking issue

He is in constant state of hunger. No escape from it. The small human stomach ruthlessly dictates the size of his next snack and for how long he cannot eat, because it’s full, but it’s better to have at least one full than none. That could cause another big issue which is connected with the unconditional reflex - food in mouth equals activiting the synthesis of digestive enzymes and HCl in both tracks at the same time. Both are connected to one nervous system and the information goes to both, no matter if only one should start working. Not good situation, one belly is digesting itself,easy way to get ulcers or esophagitis, which not only are extremely painful but also deadly especially in his case with no health care or even chance to get any. He had to figure it out quite quickly how to make his eating as harmless as it’s possible. The easiest way I think would be simply some herby stomach drop, the one which highers the ph and stops HCl from being created. But I fear it works on human part- So he had to create strict timetable - when he eats, when he takes drops, when he can eat again. To keep the snake stomach in check and never letting it be fully empty and miraculously avoid the sinister autodigestive ideas of snake element. So his best friend is a tiny bottle of disgusting drops from a nurse office

4. How not to starve to death with body like that?

Dense soup. Maximum proteins in the smallest velocity and in easy to consume and digest way. It passes both stomachs faster because tough long chains are already broken into smaller ones so it can be faster absorbed and used. It’s also very easy to make and can contain many ingredients giving the biggest diversity in one sip. Still starves because it’s not enough, but there is no better way :”)

And no he wouldn't threaten anyone that he would add them to his soup. He was a human and he exactly knows there are too many weird fellas out there. No way he'll risk getting new traumatic event, he won't take it anymore-

The last thing is this two sentences:

Honestly I wasn't prepared to read something like this with straight face at 6AM. It wasn't in my weekly bingo card, but jup it made my day, thanks

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theangelssing · 11 months ago

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Good Evening

prompt: after a hard day with SAMCRO, Chibs could really use a shower, a dinner and your presence. Nothing else but a sweet evening with his s/o.

gender neutral!reader, third pov, Chibs & reader are a couple, reader is friend with Sons of Anarchy, 820 words

warnings: mention of blood, mc’s activites, nudity, smoking, drinking (wine) allusion of sexual activity, age gap, physical touch (romantic way)

a/n: small fluffy imagine with Chibs just bc I love him; don’t hesitate to send request for every character you want (:

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“Babe I’m home,” you heard Chibs’ voice across the small apartment you two shared. You got up from your bed you were sitting on and you came to meet a slightly bloody Chibs. “Not mine,” he just whispered as he saw you looking at him.

“You wanna talk ‘bout it?” you simply asked while you both were heading to the bathroom.

“Nope. Right now I want you and me in the shower,” he replied with a grin, which made you laugh.

“You never stop,” you said and he shook his head.

“Never, babe.”

Chibs kissed you, already undressing himself. You did the same, and the both of you went under the hot water. You were used to Chibs’ activities with the Sons of Anarchy. In fact, you were used to the charter’s activities. So when Chibs would returned at home all bloody after a day, you would not freaked out or complained. You would always stayed there for him if he wanted to talk, but you would never pushed him, only doing whatever the two of you wanted to enjoy your evenings.

After your shower Chibs was only wearing a towel around his hips while you were already wearing your pyjamas.

“What d’you want for dinner?” you asked him.

“Ye,” he replied, a crooked grin on his lips.

“Again? You sure you can handle that many rounds?” you were only playing with him, of course.

“Love, I migh’ be more than 15 years older than ya but I still can show ya who’s the boss here.”

He gave you a kiss and a small slap on one of your butt cheek, making you laugh.

“To be honest I’ll eat whatever’s left in the fridge and the cupboards. I think ya’ll need to run some errands tomorrow if it’s alright for ya.”

“Yeah no prob’ I’ll do it.”

You smiled softly, already busy finding what to cook. You knew Chibs could also cook, but sometimes you just like being the one cooking. While you were busy making dinner, Chibs would usually set the table and poured a glass of wine for the both of you, the smell of his smoke blending with the smell of the food.

After having put some sweat pants on, Filip returned in the kitchen, dinner almost ready. You didn’t do anything fancy, only spaghetti, but that was always great for him after a day working with the club. You put the plate before him as he was turning the tv on. You sat next to him and he gave you your glass of wine.

“What d’ya wanna watch?” Chibs asked.

“Let’s watch Pride and Prejudice!” you immediately replied.

“Again? Isn’t it like the third time in two month we watch it?”

“Yeah but I love it,” you said with big pleading eyes.

“‘kay but next time I’m the one choosin’ the movie.”

You smiled and went to put the dvd in the player.

It was your little habit. Just you two and a movie night, relaxing together. Of course Chibs loved to spend the night at the clubhouse but sometimes he was better alone with you than with the club. And sometimes he also loved having you around at the clubhouse. It all depended on his moods, yours, the day you both had. And right now, spending some time with your loved one, felt like the perfect evening.

“Aye, can’t get enough of that movie, can ye?” Filip put an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him as the movie just finished.

“I’m sure you love it too,” you joked.

“Kinda have too, after havin’ watch it that many times.”

Chibs laughed then kissed you and you went deeper in his embrace. You smelt his cologne mixed with the smoke and you felt at home.

He let a hand running through your hair and you stared at the paused screen in front of you. The black background was letting you see yourself in Chibs’ arms. You also could see his disturbed face and look.

“What’s going through that head of yours?” you asked, brushing his cheek with your nose.

“Too many things, babe. Don’t wanna upset ya with the club’s shit.” He kissed your forehead. “Jax’s a good president, I trust him enough.”

You nodded and kissed his cheeks. He lit a cigarette and you looked at him, only to meet his gaze on you.

“What?” you asked.

“Nothin’. Ye’re cute. What if we go to bed?” Chibs asked, a small and soft smile on his lips. You agreed and you both put an end – in your bedroom – to another crazy day.

You knew a small evening with you in his arms could make Chibs’ day better, so that’s what you did tonight. With him, you never felt the need to ask him about his day or about the club’s activities because he was the one to talk to you when he needed to.

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ellejos · 1 year ago

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my year of rest and relaxation without rotting and ravaging

Truth be told seeing a person with healthy habits, an organised life and a graceful personality and suggesting that this lifestyle is easy to accomplish is absolutely misleading, because it's not.

We're watching short videos of morning routines created by patrick batemans. We're reading inspirational prompts and quotes from the safety of our couch. We're scrolling through pinterest creating lists destined to dust on our profiles.

I came to the conclusion that the self improvement movement can be just as toxic as self destruction and there is a high risk for developing a depression and/or OCD (failing your goals and ambitions can push you into a downward spiral of rotting and ravaging).

» visualise activites for your relaxation

take a piece of paper and write down what is relaxing for you personally without being to critical towards yourself. If someone tells you journaling is relaxing it doesn't mean it has to be for you. Take your time and take notes whenever you are doing something that lightens your mood. If sitting on a bench and watching people is your way of relaxation suit yourself. Do not choose activites only by the appeal towards your desired aesthetic.

» stay true to yourself

Stay true to yourself and don't neglect your own personality. Self improvement is not about becoming a better version of yourself, it's about finding and refecting yourself in this abyss of modern society. Please be kind towards yourself and do not misconstrue self improvement as perfection, because that's definitely not the same. Considering self improvement as a life lesson and experience is a way healthier approach.

» resting ≠ sinning

Having a long and extended nap, as a treat. Binge watching your current favorite tv show, as a treat. Have a cheat meal, as a treat. Go on a spa day, as a treat - you get the point. Please consider that habits are only healthy if they are in balance. Don't restrict and torture yourself if you feel the need to rest. Professional athletes know, that without resting there is no rising.

» It's ok not to be okay, but it's not okay to stay that way

We all have our past, we all have our skeletons. Previous experiences that shaped our personality are like pieces of clothing that are not fitting anymore but you're afraid to throw them away because of the emotional bond. Fun fact, if your warderobe is full, ypu don't have enough room for new garments. If you cannot let go it's time to clean out your clothes. I'm recommending you to seek professional help through a therapist if your past seems overwhelming or if your feeling mentally unease.

» the sixth sense of relaxing

focus on your senses before or after they are stimulated for a long amount of time by letting them relax. Try sensory exercises (for example breathing exercises), focus on something tacticle with your hands, catch the sunrise/sunset, go into a tea shop and smell the herbs, do yoga, drink water, take a bubble bath, listen to asmr or a new album. Whatever is stimulating your senses in a positive way helps to reduce stress.

Bisous!

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lenaswritingandstuff · 11 months ago

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Kylian being a dad would include

Requested by Anon: Kylian Mbappe pregnancy/dad head cannons

Characters: Kylian Mbappé, you

Warnings: None; English is not my first language

A/N: GIF IS NOT MINE.

Your relationship with Kylian was going great, and even though you guys didn't talk about marriage or children you still planned to spend the rest of your lives together

You know he wanted kids, though - and so did you

So when you found out you were pregnant, he was overjoyed, and immediately went to kiss and hug you

He was so happy he told his teammates soon after

After that he kept spoiling you, buying you a new gift every week, so much so that even though you appreciated it, you still asked him to stop

He always made sure you were okay, and insisted you rest

After a while you told both your families and friends, who were very happy for you

As time went, you and Kylian started buying baby stuff, started creating a room for the baby and started thinking of names

You guys were together when your water broke, so despite being scared for you, he took you to the hospital

He stayed with your during the wole thing, holding your hand and giving you words of encouragement

When he saw his son he almost cried

He kissed your forehead, praising you and telling uou how much he loved you

He was an amazing dad, spoiling both the baby and you

His first goal after was dedicated to your son

He had no problem waking up in the middle on the night when the baby was crying or with changing diapers

After some time, he took you on a vacation where he asked you to marry him, and you two married a year later

As your son grew up, Kylian turned into a cool yet protective dad, doing activites with him wherever he could and quickly taught him how to play football

He would sometimes come home with gifts for your son, but made sure not to spoil them too much

When your son was a toddler, Kylian started wanting another child with you

He didn't want to push you so at first he didn't tell you, and would understand if one child was enough for you

But the thing is, you had thoughts about having another child too

So you had a conversation and started trying for another - hopefully a little girl

And some time after, you had great news for him

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tojiscumdumpster · 1 year ago

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⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ iii. suguru/reader

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please refresh your memory of the content warnings that's mentioned on the summary page. this chapter will include s*xual activites.

Suguru

Your call has been forwarded to an automated voice message. . .

Call forty-four, and I’ve yet to hear from Y/N. She possibly couldn’t be ignoring my calls, my texts. . . I know she wouldn’t ignore me because she said we could continue our affair. I’m getting frustrated. My cock is getting frustrated. If something happened, she would’ve told me. . . Right?

Right, Suguru.

We were doing so well last week. Talking on the phone. Video chatting. She even sent me sexy photos of herself. I know my cock has been tired seeing my hand, but fuck, that woman makes me feels like an animal. I can’t help but be in love with Y/N. She belongs to me. Not that sad excuse of a husband.

From the moment she agreed to our agreement, I knew there was a possibility of her ghosting me might happen, so I prepared myself. After I had the pleasure of fucking that perfect pussy of hers, we parted ways. At least, that’s what I made her think.

I followed her around for the rest of the day while she ran errands. You know… just to make sure she’s safe. I don’t need no other fucker trying to hit on what’s mine.

She’s not yours, Suguru.

Yes she is.

She just doesn’t know it yet.

I’m not sure if I should call her for the forty-fifth time. I don’t want to come off as too pushy, but her not responding is annoying me. And I know she’s home. I checked the tracker I left between her car seats and I see she’s been in the same spot for the past week. So I figured that’s where she lives.

I’m going to sleep now. Talk to you tomorrow?

I stare at the last text message she sent to me. I mean… it didn’t seem like anything was wrong. We just finished having phone sex and it was pretty late. But if Y/N said she was going to talk to me tomorrow, she should’ve talked to me tomorrow.

Tomorrow was a fucking week ago.

Wait… what if something happened to her? What if her fucker of a husband found out about us and he’s trying to keep me away from her?

No.

I can’t let that happen. Not when I need her.

It would be too creepy if I showed up to her apartment. Maybe I should just send Y/N another text asking to meet up at the bakery I saw her at the last time? Yeah, I think I’ll do that.

I just want Y/N to know I’m worried—

My phone is ringing.

I knew she wasn’t ignoring me.

“Y/N, hey-”

“ Nope .”

I remove my phone from my ear to see it’s Satoru calling me. Awesome.

“Oh. It’s just you,” I say nonchalantly.

“ Well, damn. It’s nice talking to my best friend, too, ” he teases. “ Mad because I’m not your girlfriend? ”

I deeply sigh, squeezing the bridge of my nose. “What do you want, Satoru?”

“ What are you doing tomorrow night? ”

Fisting my cock to Y/N.

“Nothing. Why?”

“ The Zen’ins’ are throwing some big fancy event, ” Satoru tells me.

I arch my brow as if he could see me through the phone. “And what does this have to do with me?”

“ Do you know who Y/N is married to? ”

“No?”

“ Toji Zen’in, meaning nine times out of ten, she will be there. I know you said you haven’t heard from her in a while. Maybe you’ll see her .”

She’s fucking married to him? Out of all people, that is who she chooses to spend her life with?

I’ve met that fucker a few times. I did a couple of his tattoos. Hate him, but he pays good money so I just tolerated the jackass. Knowing my Y/N is giving her pussy, love, and time to him makes me even more angry.

I need answers.

I need to know why the fuck she hasn’t been responding to phone calls and text messages. She can’t fucking promise an affair just to leave me and my cock dry.

It doesn’t work like that.

“I’ll go.”

Reader

I tilt my head back and allow the hot water to hit my skin while I take a shower. It’s been a week since I last spoke to Suguru and two weeks since I told Toji I cheated. My life has been… complicating, to say the least.

I decided not to speak to Suguru anymore because I know Toji means well on his threats and I don’t need my husband killing someone on my behalf… again. I honestly thought he left to go find Suguru. However, when he returned home, I texted Suguru and he was okay.

That was the last I heard of him.

When Toji came home a few days after our argument, we went from having small talk to not talking at all. Only having quiet breakfasts and dinners together. We’d steal glances, but that’s about it. Though, he has been sleeping in our bed lately, which I find weird.

We haven’t slept next to each in months. His excuse? He said he didn’t want to wake me up since he comes home late from work. A pathetic excuse because Toji knows I don’t care if I’m woken up as long as I’m sleeping in his arms. There was a time where his arms felt like home to me…

Anyways .

Just earlier Toji watched me stripped naked to prepare for my shower. We stared at each other through the mirror. His body, muscular, covered in tattoos and scars, having only his briefs on to leave me with my imagination of his cock I haven’t seen in months. Toji hasn’t looked at me for that long in a while.

I was self-conscious.

Marriage only made my body fuller. More curvier in these past seven years. My insecurity of him not being attracted to me anymore only heightened the longer he watched me. But when my eyes roamed down his body, they stopped at the front of briefs.

He was hard.

And I’m not talking about semi hard. I mean straining hard, like he was uncomfortable. I sucked in a soft breath and pulled my eyes away to look at his face that flushed a rose color across his cheeks.

I felt… desired.

The desire I’ve been yearning for months that I found with Suguru.

That silent moment I had with Toji and the lack of communication with Suguru is all I’ve been thinking about since I got in the shower. I didn’t even start washing myself yet.

I grabbed my body wash to pour on my loofah, and just when I was about to scrub myself, the shower door opened.

I wasn’t startled because I knew it was Toji, but I was surprised because it was Toji. The last time we showered together was on his thirty-ninth birthday. We had sex. Amazing sex at that. What’s the likelihood of us recreating that memory right now? Slim to none.

I turn to face him.

I don’t say anything.

He doesn’t say anything but stares at me with those jade color hues I fell in love with ten years ago. I held his contact and I saw… hunger in his eyes.

You’re imagining things, Y/N.

Toji grabs my loofah and begins washing me, starting with my arms. He drags the loofah along my chest, down the mountain of my breasts, which he scrubs next. Toji took his time washing my tits. Something so simple like washing your partner’s body can be intimate and pussy soaking. Because that’s all I feel right now.

Drenched.

Turned on.

He knows I am. That’s why he slowly circles my full, perfectly saggy tits with the loofah.

All of this while never breaking eye contact.

He has me sit on the shower bench, lowering him to his knees to wash my legs. After he finishes with one leg, he spreads me open to clean the other one. Why? I don’t know, but I comply. For the first time since coming in the shower, he breaks contact to look elsewhere.

My puffy pussy that’s dying to be touched.

I’m no longer under the shower head and the water isn’t touching me since Toji is in front of me. He notices how wet I am, looks at me, then takes a deep breath that could be mistaken as a groan.

He stands me up, turning me around to wash my back. While doing so, I felt his cock brush against my ass. A moan touched my lips, causing Toji to stop and I immediately grew embarrassed from my actions.

Me being wet. Moaning. Getting turned on from being washed by Toji. What the hell is wrong with me? I’m in heat. Horny. I want to be fucked by my husband, but my stubbornness is not allowing me to make the first move.

Once he finished taking his time washing my ass, he grabbed the shower head to spray my body. My breaths were slow and steady, chest heaving desperation. Warmth also began spreading across Toji’s cheeks again. I didn’t bother to conceal my need for him.

I looked at his cock and he was hard, veins popping out and leaking precum.

He wants me just as much as I want him.

I break the silence.

“Are you okay?” I ask, invitingly. However, he doesn’t respond. Toji swiftly lifted me off the shower floor as if I weighed nothing and hooked his arms under my knees while I rested my hands on his broad shoulders.

Again, Toji and I just stare at each other. His cock mere inches away from my pussy. It doesn’t matter how long we haven’t touched each other. Haven’t had sex or slept in the same bed. Once we connect, it feels like the first time again.

I’m needy. Impatient. Starving for his dick inside of me. I just can’t give him the satisfaction of begging. Not like I used to, and not after when I cheated. But lucky for me, Toji doesn’t make me wait.

He unhooks one of his arms to grab his length to align it with my sex. I hold my breath, anticipating the first time I feel him in months.

Breathe is all he says to me before slamming into my pussy. The cry I let out was sharp and loud. I feel embarrassed from sounding like a cat in heat, but I can’t help myself.

Toji feels so good.

He doesn’t even work his ways into my walls. His thrusts are brutal, but the wetness of my pussy mends the pain and makes it easier for him to slip in and out of me.

I close my eyes to bask in the moment, however, a territorial growl comes from Toji and I know he’s telling me to keep my eyes open and on him as a warning.

I have no intention of not listening to him.

I look into his earth like eyes where I see we share the same lust and craving for each other. Toji starts fucking me harder, more profoundly without missing a pace of his strokes. For a minute, I think of how big Suguru is, but Toji? I’ve been questioning how I’m able to take all nine-in-a-half inches of him inside of me.

Toji fills me to the brim. He stretches my pussy until I’m perfectly molded around his width, taking him like his favorite slut. For years I’ve been Toji’s fuck toy. Maybe to other women, they don’t like being used by their husband, but I do.

I like the feeling of being fucked into oblivion by Toji, until drool coats the side of my lips and tears prick my eyes as they’re doing now.

“T-Toji…” I whimpered. “I miss how you feel inside of me, baby.”

He clicks his tongue, abruptly pounding with a bit more force. “If you miss my cock, why did you let another guy fuck you? Hm?”

“I-I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Toji. Please… ” What am I begging for? I said I wasn’t going to, but… “Harder.”

“You let another motherfucker use you to help him cum,” Toji says through gritted teeth, thrusting into me harder every word he speaks. “Y/N, you should know I don’t like fucking sharing. Do I have fuck you until you remember who you belong to? Until you know who pussy is this?”

“Y-Yes.”

He whispers in my ear. “Wrong answer.” How does the wrong answer feel this good?

I feel the coolness of the shower wall on my flesh as Toji fucks me against it. His thrusts are merciless. It felt like he was trying to punish me for my infidelity, making me atone for my sins while being stuffed with cock.

“Fucking being a filthy slut for someone else,” he mutters. “I’m going to stuff you, fill you with every single last drop of my cum. And I have a lot in me, sweetheart. It’s been months.” He pulls his cock out my pussy, putting me on my feet to push my chest against the wall and force an arch in my back.

Toji didn’t even give me a chance to complain from his loss of touch before sinking deep into my warmth again. His fingers wrapped around my coils to pull while his free hand squeezes my nipples.

I feel overwhelmed. I’m trying to hold back my orgasm to relish this fucking because it may or may not happen again, but I feel a knot coiling in my stomach.

“Y/N, I feel you throbbing around my cock. I know you’re about to cum. So do it,” he orders, letting go of my nipples to slap my ass.

“I… I don’t want to.”

“Are you saying you’re not going to cum for me when I told you to?” His question comes off as a warning.

This side of Toji is… different. He usually fucks me rough, yes. Though, with tenderness and praising me for taking him well. But now… his intention is to fuck me until I’m numb. Degrading me. Talking down on me like I’m some whore he picked up at a bar.

I… I like it.

Actually, I love it.

I can’t hold back any longer. My orgasm creeps up on me and I shatter all over Toji’s cock. I moan, cry, scream, whimper his name like it’s all I know. But he’s not done.

“Gonna keep fucking this greedy pussy until I want. Keep cumming for me and take this cock, Y/N.”

Toji finds his hands at my waist and continues to work me open past my orgasm. I put my hand on his pelvic to alleviate the pressure, but he slaps it away, giving me a slow and long stroke that kisses my sweet spot.

“Oh, fuck. Okay, Toji. I’ll keep taking it,” I cry. “Praise me, baby. Am I doing a good job?”

He chuckles. “Why should I praise you after you cheated? My cock is hard for you. Isn’t that enough?” Embarrassment flushes through my body after being rejected by Toji, but I’m too fucked to care. “You want me to say you’re a good girl? That you’re doing a good job taking my cock? That’s what you want me to say?”

Just hearing those words spill from his mouth makes me squeeze his cock viciously. “Y-Yes, please.”

“Fuck, Y/N,” he grunts, pulling me up by my coils again to ghost over my ears. “I’m supposed to fucking hate you. Hate you for cheating on me, but I can’t. Not when you sound pathetically sexy while I’m pounding this good… fucking pussy. This fucking pussy you gave to someone else.”

Toji won’t stop fucking me. My legs are growing weak and I feel the sweetest pain in my hips. I meet with his thrusts and bounce my ass on him because I know he loves when I try, even if won’t tell me that now.

The grunts and growls that came from Toji have now joined me with moans. His dick throbs inside me indicating his near release. Toji doesn’t get sloppy when he’s about to cum. He goes harder. He pounds into me until I feel light and my wetness echoes in the bathroom.

I can’t go back to Suguru after this. No matter how good his dick is, no one knows my body the way Toji does. How he makes ke cum feels like a rare experience. My body only responds to Toji this way. This fucking reminds me that I’m forever his.

No one else’s.

“Toji, please. Please cum inside of me, baby. I want your cum so badly,” I cry, fucking him back.

His dick twitches. “Begging me to breed this pussy?

“Yes. I want you cum with me. Please cum with me, Toji.”

“Stop talking, Y/N.”

I know he’s close.

“I love your cock, baby. You always fuck me so good,” I tell him.

He told me not to hold back, but I know his cum is a few thrusts away from spilling inside of me.

“Y/N,” he says, attempts to warn me, but fails with a groan.

“I know this pussy is yours. I’m sorry. I won’t cheat again. I’m yours, Toji. Only yours.”

“Fuck!”

He kissed my sweet spot a few more times before drowning my pussy with his release. His strokes don't soften, ensuring every drop of him is pounded deeply in my walls. I cum for the second time and this I squirt on Toji’s cock, between my thighs, on the floor until my wetness causes him to abruptly slip out of me.

I shake uncontrollably because the overstimulation of cumming back to back overwhelms my body. Getting fucked Toji does that to me.

And I know he isn’t finished with me. He turns off the shower, picks me up bridal style, making his way to our room where he throws me on the bed and continues to fuck me until I’m numb.

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luvyeni · 2 years ago

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hey lovee can you do a "giving a handjob to the dreamies" please ? love you <33

—｛🎂｝GIVING THEM A HANDJOB; W/ NCT DREAM

pairings. OT7!dream x fem!reader

wc. 0.4k

warnings. handjob, light sommo, shower activites, public settings?

synopsis. different scenarios of giving nct dream and handjob

—｛🍰｝... MARK ⋮ !

you watched your boyfriend exit the bathroom , a towel wrapped around his waist ,water dripping down his abs. "you up baby, i didn't mean to wake you." he bent down kissing you.

"you didn't wake me." you sat up , slipping your hand through the towel. "baby , you know i have to be at practice, we can't right now." he hissed as you grabbed his cock. "but you're hard , i just wanted to help you before you left." you pouted stroking his cock, he looked down at you, cursing , letting the towel fall. "fuck baby, hurry so i wont be late."

his head was knocked back , lip between his teeth as you stroked his red cock. "fuck , baby just a little more , im gonna cum." you bent down , putting his tip into your mouth , as he came . "ngh, fuck! " he looked down at you as you swallowed his cum, showing him.

"fuck baby you're gonna kill me , i don't even want to into work anymore"

—｛🍰｝... RENJUN ⋮ !

you woke up to your boyfriend rutting his cock against your ass , you smirked turning to face him , your hand , travelling down to his pajamas pants , slipping your hands into his underwear, grabbing his hard cock.

he whined in his sleep , bucking up into your hand. "p..please." he moaned in his sleep , grinding up into your hands. his eyes began to flutter open as you kissed and nipped at his neck. "b..baby?" he moaned realizing what was going on. "you were having a naughty dream."

"fuck baby im gonna cum." his hips stuttered as he came into your hands , making a mess in his pajamas. "fuck baby , good morning." he kissed your lips , making his way under the covers , pulling down your pants , kissing your clothed clit.

"how about i pay you back."

—｛🍰｝... JENO ⋮ !

"baby , im playing the game right now." he whispered as your hand slipped into his pants. "you can stil play , just pretend im not here." you smirked , pulling his cock from his shorts , spitting on to his tip , he hissed. "shit."

you smirked , stroking his cock as he had to come up with an excuse to whoever he was playing with. "sh..shut the fuck up and play the game you didn't hear anything." he glared at you , as you smiled , speeding up your movements.

jeno was barely holding it together , trying not to groan into the mic as you stroked his leaking cock. "jeno , what the fuck are you doing , you're letting us get killed!" haechan screeched into the mic. "s..stop fucking complaining , im trying." he felt himself about to cum. "ngh! " cum coated your hands, you smiled , licking it off your hands , he covered the mic , turning to you.

"when im done with this im fucking you into the mattress, i swear im getting you back."

—｛🍰｝... HAECHAN ⋮ !

you should've known something was up , when haechan said he wanted to shower with you , you told him no funny business , but that did stop him from guiding your hand to his hard cock.

"haechan i told you we don't have time." "please , just a handjob, please i'm so hard." you gave in , wrapping your hand around his cock , he groaned. "fuck baby , just like that." he held on to the shower door , as you began to stroke his cock.

"b..baby fuck a little faster." he hissed as you began to pick up the pace. "does that feel good?" you kissed his neck. "y..yes , fuck yes baby, im gonna cum." you swiped your thumb across his slit and he came with a jerk of his hips. "fuck."

"i promise to eat you out all night when we get back."

—｛🍰｝... JAEMIN ⋮ !

"naughty baby, what are you doing?" jaemin smirked as your hand crept down , palming his cock while you two layed in bed. "you're alway getting me off whenever i want so i just wanted to help you out." you pouted , jaemin smiled.

"you really want to get nana off?" he hovered above you you nodded , sticking your hands into his shorts , he hissed as you grabbed his cock , pulling his pants just a bit to pull him out , stroking his cock. "i do."

his hand dipped down into your shorts , running his fingers along your folds. "then nana will get you off too." one of his fingers prodding at your hole. you stroking his cock , him finger , you both got each other off. "n..nana it feels good." he smirked. "you're making nana feel good too -shit- im gonna cum , ngh! " cum covered your hand and stomach where your shirt had ridden up ,jaemin sped up his movements making you moan.

"now let nana repay you."

—｛🍰｝... CHENLE ⋮ !

chenle bit the inside of his cheek , trying not to show how angry and turned on he was as you stroked his cock under the table in front of his friends at lunch.

"bro, you okay?" mark asked the boy. "baby you look sick and your face is all red are you okay?" he wanted to fuck that smirk right off your smug face , but you just squeezed the base of his cock containing on. "i..im fine." he said through clenched teeth.

you speed up your movements , he held the glass of his drink , he could swear he could hear it crack as he felt the pressure in his abdomen to build up , he bucked up into your hand , taking a sip of his drink to cover up the moan he let out as he came. he angrily handed you a tissue , whispering in your ear.

"when we get home im gonna fuck you until you're squirming away from my cock , i swear to god."

—｛🍰｝... JISUNG ⋮ !

your hand traveled in between your bodies as you sat on jisung's lap as he left little red marks littered all across your neck and collarbone , clearly it had crossed the line of just a make-out. unbuckling his pants , he pulled away as you started making your way into his pants.

"f..fuck baby , you don't have to." but you just shut him up with a kiss , pulling his hard cock out from his sweats. "i want to." you pulled him into another kiss , swallowing up any moans as you stroked his cock. you pulled away , kissing his jaw just as he did yours. "sh..shit baby that feels good."

you could feel him slowly bucking his hips up into your hand. "b..baby , in gonna cum." he moaned as he felt the coil in his abdomen snap. "fuck!" he cursed as cum spurted from his cock , landing on your hand , some on both of your clothes.

"fuck , let's go cleaned up , i can repay you in the shower."

©️LUVYENI

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slutforavatar · 2 years ago

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Neteyam & Lo’ak Sully SFW alphabet

Word count: 2.5k

A- Activites/ Their favourite actives to do with you

Neteyam: He loves walking on the shore, hand in hand just talking. He loves talking to you without feeling judged and he loves that he can act like himself around you and can relax and not worry what his father thinks.

Lo’ak: He loves taking you to see payakan, he loves seeing you communicate with him, understanding the tulkan. He finds that is your best feature,understanding and loving people no matter they’re past. You guys will just lay on him talking while he slowly swims at the top of the water.

B- Body/ Whats their favourite body part on you.

Neteyam: Neteyams favourite body part of yours is definitely your hands, he thinks your hands are so soft and small. He always compares your guys’s hands and makes fun of your small hands, he calls them baby hands. He always loves placing little kisses on your palms or on your fingers.

Lo’ak: Lo’ak ADORES your thighs. He loves how soft and squishy they are, hes always running his hands across them softly caressing them or squeezing them. Hd loves laying his head between them feeling your body heat radiating off onto his cheeks as you play with his hair. Your thighs are also his favourite place to leave marks so only he can see them, knowing your all his.

C- Cuddling/ How do they like to cuddle.

Neteyam: Neteyams favourite cuddling position is when your laying on top of him, your head on his chest, legs tangled between his and his hands resting on your lower back softly rubbing your back. He loves that you guys are so close, he feels safe and he feels he’s keeping you safe.

Lo’ak: Lo’ak loves spooning, most of the time you’ll be the little spoon, your back to his chest with one of his arms around your waist, and you hugging his free hand to your chest. Whenever he is feeling down because of his dad or he’s just had a bad day he will be the little spoon. You clinging to his back holding him, placing kisses on the back of his neck as he drifts off to sleep.

D-Dates/ Do they take you on dates and if so what do they look like.

Neteyam: Neteyam loves showing his love for you by taking you on dates so they happen regularly, his ideal date idea looks like you guys cuddling while watching the stars as he tells you stories about how his father came from one of the stars, you guys have a little picnic set up too with all kinds of fruit, you guys always muck around and feed eachother but you guys both end up with your faces covered in fruit, lying on the ground laughing in each others arms.

Lo’ak: Lo’ak isn’t the best at planning dates for you, he normally gets help from Neytiri or Kiri. When he does plan dates which is rarely, he takes you out on his ilu to a cave. Inside he’s got paint for you guys to paint on the walls of the cave, but you guys just end up throwing paint all over eachothers faces and arms while laughing hysterically.

E- Emotions/ How do they express their feelings to you.

Neteyam: Whenever Neteyam is feeling down he tries to hide it, him being the oldest had made him feel as if he must hide his feelings from his siblings. But whenever he feels down he finds you and talks out hes feelings, he makes it feel closer to you especially when it turns into a deep conversation of you guys sharing your emotions.

Lo’ak: When Jake is harsh on Lo’ak he always comes to you, he doesnt like talking about it though. He just walks over to you with his gaze facing the floor and his arms open wide, you embrace him in your arms while he softly cries on your shoulder. You dont want to say anything so you let him cry it out. He feels so vulnerable with you like this, he would never let anyone else see him like this but your an exception. After he cries it out he then tells you what happened then you guys end up cuddling.

F- Family/ do they want a family with you anytime soon.

Neteyam: Neteyam loves the idea of you being the mother of his kids. He thinks you will be an amazing mother especially when he sees you playing with the children of the village, your so gentle and understanding with the children and he loves it. But he thinks you guys should wait a few years before starting a family together.

Lo’ak: Lo’ak isnt a big fan of children, so he can definitely wait for you guys to start trying for a baby, but he is the same as neteyam, he adores the love you have for helping children and looking after them, he knows you will be the best mother to his children.

G- Gifts/ How do they feel about receiving gifts from you.

Neteyam: Neteyam loves when you give him gifts, he feels as is if thats your way of expressing your love for him, whenever you give him a gift he hugs you tight and kisses all over your face, you mainly make him bracelets, anklets or necklaces. He always loves the little rocks or trinkets you put on the gifts and he never takes it off once you give it to him. He loves showing off whatever you get him “hey look at this necklace y/n made me”, “look at the crystal she put in this” he loves showing your gifts off and you do too.

Lo’ak: Lo’ak appreciates the gifts you give him but he feels bad if he doesnt have anything to give you in return, he thanks you constantly for it but you tell him its your way of showing him you love him, he gets all flustered when he opens the gifts.

H- Holding hands (how do they like holding your hand)

Neteyam: Neteyam prefers his arm over your shoulders pulling him close to his body rather then holding hands, but when holding hands he loves when you hold his fingers, since your hands are smaller then his he finds it cute when your hands wrap around his fingers.

Lo’ak: Lo’ak loves when your fingers are intertwined with his, your hands warming his, his warming your hands. He loves it, he feels closer to you.

I- Injury (How would they act if you got injured)

Neteyam: Whenever you got hurt during a battle Neteyam was the first by your side, making sure you injuries weren’t fatal and making sure you were conscious, he’d reassure your going to be okay and he’d try his best to not stress you out, he call for people to come help you get to safety and he’d be by your side the entire time.

Lo’ak: Lo’ak would rush to your side and check your injuries, his hand would be gripping yours tightly squeezing it hard. Once help arrives and takes you away to heal you he breaks down, hitting surrounding trees and blaming himself for your injuries.

J- Jokes (do they like to joke around with you or prank you)

Neteyam: Neteyam likes to think hes good at telling jokes but really he only tells dad jokes 😭. You only laugh at them because theyre dad jokes “You laughed y/n see im funny” is what he says every joke.

Lo’ak: Oh my, Lo’ak loves pulling pranks on you, but not pranks where it puts you in danger. Him and tuk always prank you, tuk will ask you to help her with something and lo’ak will be waiting behind a tree with a bucket of water or something.

K- Kisses (how do they like to kiss you)

Neteyam: Neteyam loves kissing your cheeks, forehead and temple, he says it feels more intimate and loving.

Lo’ak: Lo’ak loves placing kissing on your hands, thighs and lips. Like I said he LOVES your thighs cant get enough of them. He loves long passionate kisses on the lips, he says you taste so sweet.

L- Love language (what is theyre love language)

Neteyam: Words of affirmation. Neteyam loves reminding you constantly how beautiful you are and how he got so lucky with you.

Lo’ak: Physical touch 100%, that boy always has to be touching you, either its a hand on your back, holding your hand, having your hand on his arm. You just have to be touching one another, he expresses his love by placing kisses all over your face or hands.

Memory- (their favourite memory with you)

Neteyam: When you guys had your first picnic date, you guys had so many different kinds of fruits laying out in leaves. You guys looking up at the stars while he holds you, you babbles on about anything and he listens to your every word.

Lo’ak: When you guys first met, how your eyes locked with his and your tail swishing side to side while staring into his soul, he will never forget how beautiful he thought you were that day.

N- Nightmare (what is their worst fear)

Neteyam: Neteyams worst fear is letting his parents down and disappointing them, he feels as if his parents are putting too much pressure on him so he fears he will let them down.

Lo’ak: Lo’aks worst fear is losing his family, besides you they are the only people that love him, even though his father is hard on him he knows he loves him and he is scared to death he will lose them before proving himself worthy.

O-Oddity (one weird quirk they have)

Neteyam: Neteyam has a weird habit of purring whenever he is comfortable, play with his hair? he purrs. Rub his back and he purrs. He gets hella embarrassed when you point it out but you love it.

Lo’ak: Lo’ak has a weird habit of biting you, not hard enough to hurt you but he will randomly start nibbling on you. You guys will be talking and he’d randomly lean over and nibble on your shoulder.

P-Pet names (pets names they call you)

Neteyam: Neteyam likes to call you love, darling and sweetness 100%

Lo’ak: Lo’ak likes to call you ‘my princess’ and baby all the time 100000%.

Q- Quality time (how do they spend quality time with you) Kinda already did this one

Neteyam: Neteyam likes walking on the shore having a deep convo with you.

Lo’ak: Lo’ak likes to take you to see payakan and talk ti you while riding on his back.

R- Rhythm ( what song reminds you of them)

Neteyam: any slow chill song reminds you of neteyam

Lo’ak: any songs by like Nirvana or the weeknd remind you of him.

S- Secrets ( how open are they with you)

Neteyam: It took Neteyam a bit to open up to you, but he eventually told you everything about him wanting to be perfect for his father and feeling as if his father’s expectations for him are too high. He feels as if he can tell you anything.

Lo’ak: Lo’ak hasnt fully opened up to you yet, he opens up to you slowly, telling you secrets here and there. He loves how patient you are with him. He feels as if he can trust you with anything.

T- Time ( how long did it take for you guys to get together)

Neteyam: It took about 5-6 months, Neteyam only just moved to the reef and then he met you, he didnt want to rush into a relationship and he wanted to know if he truely liked you. After the 5th month of living there snd you helping him every day he finally free the courage to ask you to be his girlfriend.

Lo’ak: Well you and Lo’ak had been bestfriends since birth, but he gained feelings for you when you guys turned 14 and you guys are currently are 18, you guys started dating when you were 16 so it took him 2 years.

U-upset (how do they act when your upset)

Neteyam: Neteyam instantly pulls you into his arms once he notices something is wrong, he asks you what is wrong and he comforts you until your ready to talk. After you told him he assures you everything will be okay “i love you y/n”.

Lo’ak: When Lo’ak sees you walking towards him with tears rolling down your cheeks he runs towards you “are you okay y/n did someone hurt you?” he examines your body making sure your not hurt then he pulls you into his arms, once you explain he softly kisses your head and holds you until you feel better.

V- Vaunt (Are they proud of you? do they show you off)

Neteyam: Neteyam is so proud of you, hes so proud of how strong and beautiful you are, he loves showing you off to all his friends and family “isnt my girlfriend gorgeous”

Lo’ak: Lo’ak treats you like a shiny medal, he is also so proud of you and he shows you off like crazy. He is so surprised he pulled someone like you so of course he shows you off “my girlfriend y/n is better then you all he giggles as he kisses your cheek.

W- Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting in the war against sky people? do they fight along side you or fight for you)

Neteyam: He hates the idea of you fighting in the war, he is terrified of you flying off on your Ikran for war and never returning, he tries to talk you out of it but you dont change your mind so he tells his father he will fight for you.

Lo’ak: He was hesitant at first but once he thought about it he loved the idea of fighting beside you and having a badass warrior girlfriend.

X- X-ray (how well are they at reading through you)

Neteyam: Neteyam can read you like a book, he can tell when your upset, mad or frustrated just by looking in your eyes, he always pulls you aside and asks if your okay and you always lie saying your fine “i can read you like a book y/n whats bothering you”

Lo’ak: It takes him a bit to examine yout facial expressions and your body language to realise. He’ll lean down and whisper into your ear “whos annoying you” he places his hand on yours and squeezes it.

Y- “Yes” (How would they propose to you)

Neteyam: Neteyam is a big romantic, would definitely go ask your father for his blessing first, then practise a whole speech. He puts a lot of thought in it, he brings you deep into the forest, then takes you to the tree of spirits, gets on one knee and pops the question.

Lo’ak: Lo’ak is also a big romantic but doesnt really show it, he rehearses a big speech but ends up winging it when he gets on his knee. definitely cries when you say yes

Z- Zen (what makes them calm down)

Neteyam: Put a bow in that boys hand and he will instantly calm down, he’ll shot a few markers on a tree then he will be back to normal instantly

Lo’ak: I feel like Neytiri would be the thing to help him calm down, idk i just feel like at heart hes a mamas boy.

#avatar way of water #lo’ak imagine #lo’ak sully #lo’ak x reader #neteyam #neteyam imagine #avatar #neteyam sully #neteyam sully smut #neteyam x reader #requests #alphabet #headcanon

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quaranmine · 11 months ago

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hot take but like why are we as a society still using lead in manufacturing processes in 2024...

anyway tldr of this is that you are not being exposed to lead unless the circular piece on the bottom of the cup is damaged. so, owning a cup like this will likely not result in lead exposure. this is similar to the fact that in older housing where lead paint has been painted over in subsequent decades, and that paint is in good condition, then it is not a risk. lead based paint only becomes an issue when it is deteriorating (chipping, cracking, peeling, chalking, etc) or being turned into dust during renovation activites. so yeah, in a similar way--you aren't going to get lead poisoning unless the steel compontent on this water bottles comes off.

but also this article says that these lead pellets that are used in the cups are an "industry standard" and i'm like: why? WHY is it industry standard in 2024? at least with lead pipes and lead based paint, we're just dealing with issues from prior decades. but this is current so there is a conscious decision to still use lead in products. also, i don't know enough about this subject (bottle manufacturing) to know why they prefer to use lead for this step, or where in the world they manufacture the cups, but my other concern is that even though the general public will likely not be exposed if it's covered, there are still workers who have to handle it during production.

anyway, i just find that i am constantly learning about more places that lead gets found and it's just. sigh. i know lead has many appealing properties which is why it is constantly found everywhere in everything but at this point it's incredibly clear that no benefits outweigh its risks....

#anyway. assimilating this into brain so that the next time i do public outreach i can answer this question lmao #it pays (quite literally for me) to learn as many of these sources as possible #so now i also get to tell parents they should be careful about their steel tumbler bottles getting damaged...#havent done enough research yet to determine if this is All brands or just stanley & the ones mentioned in the consumer product safety site #but it seems to be a common component of steel insulated bottles #will have to do more research later

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ips-northstar-official · 10 months ago

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So, I know you're all more in the *space* ship business but I was poking around the various corpos and wondering if you had anything suited to aquatic commando activites, normally for stealth I would consider SSC but I've found the biotic components in their mechs are prone to malfunctioning in super deep cold waters, and since rugged reliability is your whole thing I thought you'd have some good stuff. - Vencel "Strange Cargo" Crewson

Hello Strange Cargo!

You’re in luck! As our base of operations is located on Carina, an ocean planet with occasionally very tumultuous conditions, we happen to be experts on aquatic operations.

All of our mechs come standard with our patented ALS/20 “Red October” Anti-leak system, which consists of a series of redundant seals and reinforcements which help to keep you dry and not crushed while you work!

We also sell the ALS/15 “Seawolf” for easy integration with other manufacturers’ mechs, and the ALS/35 “Mariana” for pressures in excess of 500 atm.

#lancer rpg #lancerrpg

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teaberrii · 1 year ago

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Chapter 4: Shall We Date...?

After ending a five-year relationship, you pour all your energy into work. Your latest assignment? Staying at a popular bed-and-breakfast to gather information. It should be a piece of cake... If only the owner isn't the man you scolded on the street.

Jing Yuan/You

Notes:

Cross-posted on Ao3

Female reader

Chapter index at the end of chapter one

“...My ex-wife.”

You sit up for what feels like the tenth time that night. It has been hours since you and Jing Yuan parted ways, but you still can’t get that out of your head. You’d wanted to ask, but was that too personal? Regardless, you didn’t get a chance as Yanqing and Pom had woken up.

Now, you're left with a million questions. But, this means Jing Yuan isn't gay. Or, maybe he’s pan, bi, or—

You sigh loudly and fall back onto the bed. Does his ex-wife still work at Star Rails Hotel? Who is she? A manager? Or, just another regular employee like you? How long were they together? What happened—

You sit up. This is getting out of hand. Your eyes are dying to rest, but your mind’s running laps. You get out of bed and slip on a thin jacket over your PJs. Then, off you go to get some much-needed fresh air.

The air is crisp and chilly, calming your mind in ways that lying in bed can never accomplish. Eventually, you come across a pool where the dim glow of the lights inside the water makes it look almost ethereal. You’re walking along the side of the pool when you hear a woman’s voice.

“Can’t sleep either?” You look towards the white beach chairs just as March lifts her sunglasses to the top of her head. She’s looking at you with a small smile. “Join the club.”

“What’s with the sunglasses?” you ask in amusement, coming up to take the empty chair beside her. “Not judging, just wondering.”

“I was hoping it’d help me get some sleep, but then someone showed up out of the blue.” March sits up, her thin, airy blazer moving to the side. She says she’s here to get some sleep, but with her crop top and shorts, you think she's ready for a swim. “What’s keeping you awake, Femme Fatale? Is it a guy, hm?” She leans forward and whispers, “Is it Boss?”

“...Are you talking about Jing Yuan?”

“Who else?”

You cross one leg over the other. “What makes you think that?”

“I saw the way you two were looking at each other at the dinner table.” She chuckles. “Nothing escapes my eyes.”

“Well, he’s been a nice guy so far,” you admit, looking at the pool.

“Hey…” When you turn back, March is looking at you with curiosity. “Are you trying to find some faults in him or something?”

“It’s not that. It’s…” Then, you give her a deadpan look. “You’re asking a whole lot of questions, March.”

She laughs. “Sorry. To make up for my rudeness, is there anything you’d like to know?”

Well…

“Why do you call him Boss?”

March leans back and looks out at the pool. You sense there's a personal story behind the nickname as the silence is not what you’re expecting. Then, March says, “Long story, but we were guests when he was still getting this B&B off the ground.” She turns to you. “...Back then, I was still active.” Active? “Judging from your expression, you still don’t know who I am, huh?”

“You’re March, right? That influencer—”

Just as the man’s words come back to you, March says, “March 7th reporting for duty!”

Wait a minute.

Your eyes widen. “You’re March 7th?!”

“Gosh, took you long enough.” She sighs. “Then again, I can’t blame you.”

March 7th. She was a popular online influencer in her early twenties who disappeared from the Internet after multiple scandals.

‘Fake’ Rich Girl Cancelled

Scandal-ridden Influencer Upcoming Appearance Cancelled

Online Influencer Stops Activites After Unreal Discovery…

You’ve heard of her and seen her ads in department stores. While you weren’t a fan, per se, you knew that she was known for her popular videos that showcased her “idol-like” visuals and talent. She sang and danced and appeared on reality shows. You vaguely remember hearing from your friends that she was caught smoking or promoting fake products. There were more accusations, but you didn't pay much attention as you had your life to worry about.

Regardless, you remember her being much skinnier with long hair. Her makeup style was also a lot bolder than what it is now. That was years ago. Now her features have matured, but when you look closely, you can see it. The essence of who she used to be.

While you don’t remember what caused her online career to plummet, you’re at a loss for words. You never thought in your wildest dreams you’d meet someone like March 7th.

“...You’re not going to ask?”

“About your scandals?” You’re curious, no doubt. “That’s none of my business. But, I just…” Then, quietly, “It’s crazy to think that a celebrity is in front of me right now.”

“Looks like my hunch about you was right.” She puts her hands on the chair. “You’re not the type that goes crazy over celebrities and whatnot.”

“I like to think I’m past that phase, thank you very much.”

You and March quietly laugh. Then, she takes out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket. She slides it open and offers you one. You politely decline. To your surprise, she puts it back inside her pocket instead of lighting one.

“...Anyway, to answer your question, Jing Yuan helped me out of a bad place.”

It was the early hours of a cloudy day when March went out for a smoke. She lit a cigarette and took a drag just as she saw a shirtless Jing Yuan working in the garden. Did he really not recognize her? He’d treated her like any other person. She wasn’t a failed celebrity or a girl with "issues." She was just like everyone else.

March walked over and continued watching him. She’d seen her fair share of physically attractive older men. But maybe it was because of the industry she was in that most of them were sleazy or had ulterior motives. Yet what she’d seen of Jing Yuan so far... He was none of those things but a hardworking, upstanding guy.

Jing Yuan stood and turned around. “Do you need something?”

“Your attention would be nice.” Jing Yuan raised a brow, and March chuckled. “I’m just kidding.” Then, she took another drag. “...You don’t happen to have a map of the island, do you? It’s my first time here.”

“You can find one at the reception counter. Pom should have some—”

“Already checked,” March lied. “Do you have any at your office?”

Jing Yuan walked up to her, and March awkwardly avoided his eyes. “You checked, huh?”

“...Yup.”

But, instead of calling her out on her lie, he put on a shirt and said, “...Follow me.”

When they walked side-by-side, she casually asked, “Why don’t you hire someone to do all this manual labour for you?”

“Someone’s curious.”

March shrugged. “Just something I observed. You have a few workers here and there, but you’re still doing a lot of the management stuff yourself.” She looked around at the guests who were enjoying a casual BBQ or casually strolling around the resort. “But, this place looks like it’s doing well enough for you to hire a few extra people.”

“For someone on holiday, you sure are paying a lot of attention to what’s happening around here.”

Jing Yuan opened a door to the cabin designed like a mini office. But, before March could follow him inside, he said, "...Wait here."

She stepped closer to him and her body was inches away from his. "What if I don't want to?"

"Then you'd be trespassing, and I could kick you out."

March almost felt offended at how unamused he sounded. "...Do you know who I am?"

"Are you here for the map or not?"

March sighed and walked off the porch. "Go on. I'll wait here."

When Jing Yuan came back out, March was sitting on a rock, looking bored as hell. He walked over and handed the map to her. "This one has a few day trip recommendations so you'll have ideas of what you can do."

March stood and took it from him. Then, she crossed her arms. "Sounds like you're trying to kick me out."

"That wasn't my intention. You're free to stay, of course. But, it would be a waste to spend your entire day at the resort. There's a lot to see."

Sensing his genuine kindness, March frowned. “You aren’t scared your reputation’s going to plummet because you’re housing an unruly celebrity?"

“If I was, I wouldn't have let you stay here."

"So you do know who I am," she said, narrowing her eyes.

“No matter who you are, you’re a guest like everyone else. Why would I treat you any differently?”

There’s so much to unpack that you don’t know where to start.

“I kinda wanted to flirt with him, if I’m being honest," March says, leaning back. "But, after he said that, it made me realize that I was young and dumb.”

“...How so?”

“The rumours about me that were going around at the time… Not all of them were true. But, I started believing all the nasty things people were calling me." March sighs. “I won’t bore you with details, but Jing Yuan was a stranger. Him treating me just like any other person made me see things a little differently. Maybe he was judging me back then, but if a stranger could see past that, why couldn’t I do it for myself?”

“You seem to be doing a lot better now,” you say with a little smile.

“I am, but I’d like to attribute that to my hard work. It has nothing to do with Jing Yuan.” She laughs. “But, yeah, I mean… it’s in the past and we get a good laugh about it now.”

“I never thought you’d be into older men, though, if I’m being honest.”

March leans forward. “Jing Yuan ages like fine wine, I swear. We’d never mix well, but I was so shocked to hear about his divorce.”

“...Was he married when you, uh…”

March raises her hands as if declaring innocence. “I knew nothing about a wife and a kid back then. If I knew, I wouldn’t have flirted with him. Wasn’t a few years later that I found out. It’s still a shock to many people.” March lies back on the chair. “He hasn’t seen anyone since... probably because he was so busy trying to get this business off the ground that he had no time for things like that."

The skies have brightened, and from over the horizon, the sun peeks out from behind the clouds.

“Hey.” You turn to March who has a curious sparkle in her eyes. She asks, “What do you think of Jing Yuan?”

“...He seems like a good guy.”

March rolls her eyes. “Girl, give me the tea. Do you think he’s hot?”

You don’t get a chance to answer when you and March see someone enter the pool area. Jing Yuan’s shirtless, but it isn’t just his toned body that takes your breath away. The abstract dragon tattoo that runs from his shoulder to his chest looks like it's handpainted. He looks in your direction, and unbeknownst to you, March waves at him.

“Out for your morning swim?” she asks.

Jing Yuan slips on a black beach blazer and walks over. “What are you two doing up so early?”

“What do you think? None of us could sleep.”

Jing Yuan looks at you. “Why’s that? Is it a problem with the room?”

“The room’s fine,” you say, looking away, your face feeling slightly hot.

March glances from you to Jing Yuan and back to you. Then, she takes out her phone and sees the flurry of messages. “Ah… I’d better head back,” she says, standing. “Will you two be okay?”

“What makes you think we won't?” Jing Yuan asks.

“Oh, I know you’ll be fine, Boss,” March looks at you and chuckles. “Well, toodles!”

Jing Yuan puts a hand inside his pocket as he watches her run off. Then, he sits in the chair in front of you. “...Don’t tell me I did something to upset you, Corporal.”

You finally turn his way. “What makes you think that?”

“Seems like you didn’t want to look at me for a bit there.” You can’t help but look at his dragon tattoo. Then, his low voice comes again. “Curious?”

You look up and see him looking at you with interest. “A little.”

Jing Yuan smiles and looks down. “Well, why don’t I make you a deal?”

“...What kind of a deal?”

He nods at the pool. “Take a swim with me, and I’ll tell you about it.”

“I’m in my PJs if you haven’t noticed.”

“Don’t tell me you came to a resort without bringing a swimsuit.”

“I came here for work.” Jing Yuan continues looking at you until you cave. “...Okay, I did bring something.”

Jing Yuan chuckles. “You’re right, though. You’re here for work. But, if you need to relax, the pool’s always open… most of the time.”

You slightly smile. “Are you here every morning?”

“Every other day. Otherwise, I go for a run.”

“I don’t know whether to be impressed or call you crazy.”

“Why not both?”

“Because that’s being too nice,” you deadpan.

“Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”

"What gave it away?" You rub your eyes. "Sorry. I can really feel the fatigue kicking in.”

“Go back and get some sleep.”

You sigh and stand. “But, breakfast’s in an hour.” You don’t need to guess that you’re going to oversleep.

“...Text me when you’re awake.”

You look at Jing Yuan who’s also standing now. “Why?”

“Special service.”

“...Special service?”

“If you want to go out and grab something to eat when you’re awake, that’s fine. Or…” Your eyes widen when he leans slightly closer and whispers in your ear, “...The owner can cook something for you in a private kitchen. No pressure.”

“Private… kitchen?” You narrow your eyes. “Trying to butter up the enemy, huh?”

“Enemy?” He chuckles. “If that’s how you want to put it. But”—he smiles mischievously—”you’re going have to do a little better to get secrets out of me.”

“Who said anything about secrets?”

“It’s why you’re here, aren’t you?” Then, he leans upright. “Good luck, Corporal.”

You watch Jing Yuan walk and dive with perfect form into the swimming pool. Now you’re not just tired. You’re also a little annoyed… but excited?

◆◆◆

By the time you’re awake, it’s a little past noon.

You wash up and change into comfortable clothes before opening your phone and seeing a bunch of texts from your friends. You forgot you left your phone on silent and didn’t bother checking it. Some are from your mom, asking how everything’s been. So, you give her a call.

“Are you having too much fun that you forgot all about me?” she jokes.

“It’s why I’m calling you now.”

You get her up to speed with what’s been happening, including that you are friends with the owner of the B&B. Of course, you don’t go into details about the… flirting that’s been happening.

“Sounds like you’ve been having fun.”

“More or less.”

“...Do you know that he’s been trying to reach me?”

“Who?”

As soon as your mom says your ex’s name, you frown. “...He really wants to get back in touch with you.”

“Mom, I thought I told you to block him.”

“I did! But one of your friends reached out and… He wants you to give him another chance."

You scoff. “That’s not going to happen." A small pause. "I’ll deal with this. I won’t let them harass you anymore.”

You sigh loudly when you end the call. This is not how you imagined to start the day. Jing Yuan suddenly flashes in your mind, and you slightly shake your head.

You’re thinking about the best course of action when you head outside and hear overlapping voices. The closer you get to the stone villa, the louder it gets. Then, you see a small crowd surrounding two tall men who look like clones of one another. Both have a handsome face. But one has green eyes and long black hair that reminds you of an elegant prince while the other has short black hair and dull blue eyes. A short distance away, Welt is watching with vague amusement. When he sees you, he waves.

“...What’s going on?” you ask, walking up.

“Ah… Let me apologize for the commotion on behalf of my friends,” Welt says.

“Your friends?”

You look closer, and you swear you’ve seen them before. They’ve just finished taking a photo with two girls when the man with the long hair notices you. He walks past one woman and up to you.

“Is this the woman you and March were talking about?” he asks.

“My latest inspiration and the woman who stood up for March? Yes.”

When the man smiles at you, your heart almost skips a beat. “Hi.” He holds out a hand.

You awkwardly take it. “Hi… You’re not going to give me a name?”

The man looks a little surprised as if you should know who he is.

“...Clearly, my brother’s head is still in the clouds.” The other one walks over and gives you a little smile. “My name’s Dan Heng. This is my brother, Dan Feng.”

Where have you heard those names before…?

“They’re athletes,” Welt says as if reading your mind.

That’s when it hits you, and you gasp.

“Didn’t you compete in the Global Games?”

“That’s right,” Dan Feng answers. “Two-time fencing and kendo gold medalists.”

Your jaw almost drops.

“Welt and March told us about you,” Dan Heng says.

“We’ve been curious,” Dan Feng adds. Then, with a little smile, he says, “You’re prettier than they described.”

Your eyes widen at the unexpected compliment.

“...What are you doing?” Dan Heng deadpans.

“What? I’m being honest.”

Welt and Dan Heng roll their eyes just as you hear, “...You’re awake.”

You turn around and see Jing Yuan dressed in a fitted, V-neck, dark gray shirt and white pants.

Dan Feng chuckles. “Don’t tell me you have a date with the owner.”

“That’s…” You remember your mom and your annoyingly persistent ex. Then, you're hit with an interesting but workable idea. Before Jing Yuan can say anything, you say, “...Could we talk?”

As the brothers watch you and Jing Yuan walk into the stone villa, Dan Heng side-eyes his brother. “Don’t be getting any weird ideas.”

“You hurt me, Brother. Why do you always think the worst of me?”

Dan Heng sighs. “Because you never prove me otherwise.” Then, he sees Welt looking in the direction you and Jing Yuan had walked off. “...Welt? Is something wrong?”

Welt turns back. “Oh, no. I… just had a thought.”

“Inspiration, perhaps?” Dan Feng asks.

“...Something like that.”

Pom greets you and Jing Yuan with a salute when you enter the lobby. Then, in a cheery voice, he takes the receptionist’s phone call.

“If you want privacy, we can talk on the patio,” Jing Yuan says.

Sure, why not? It’ll give you a chance to gather your thoughts.

Jing Yuan leads you upstairs, and despite Pom’s professionalism on the phone, his eyes are following your every move. Jing Yuan opens a set of doors that leads to a rooftop patio that has a fireplace and some couches and chairs.

“...I got a call from my mom today,” you say, sitting on the adjacent couch.

“Is everything okay?”

“...Apparently, my ex’s been bothering her.”

“...That’s not a good sign.”

“My friends have been texting me about unblocking him, too. And…” You sigh and look away. “...Getting a bit off topic there. But, just to get them off my back for now, could you…” Gosh, this sounded a lot better in your head.

“You want me to play the fake boyfriend?”

“I mean… You don’t have to do anything. It’s not like they’re actually here, so—”

Jing Yuan leans forward and looks at you with a little smile. “That’s true, but I don’t like to half-ass anything.”

Your pulse quickens as he continues looking at you. “I’m also looking for other ways to get him off my back, but I'd appreciate the help.”

“If it escalates, you could file a police complaint.”

“...I hope it won’t get that far,” you mutter. You lean back. “We may have broken up, but… we were friends for years before we dated. Just kinda sucks that’s all gone too.”

“If you remained friends with him… do you think that friendship would continue to last?”

“...Hard to say.”

“Sometimes, we outgrow our friends, and ending things with them may not be as ugly as relationships but..."

"It still hurts... if not more," you finish. Then, you glance at him, thinking whether to ask him about his ex-wife when Jing Yuan’s phone goes off.

He reaches into his pocket and looks at the screen. Then, he looks at you apologetically. “I have a meeting.”

“Ah, no worries. Sorry for keeping you.”

“...Looks like my special service will have to come a little later,” he says, standing.

“You were serious about that?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

You stand and shrug. “I thought you were just saying it. Seems a little much.”

Then, he leans over and suddenly kisses your cheek. “Well, you’re not just a guest anymore, are you?” When you see him looking at you, your face feels warm. “...As I said, I don’t like to half-ass anything.”

This is just temporary. You’re here for work.

That’s what you keep telling yourself, at least.

Chapter 5

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