#and moving in together for a bit to get better jobs and getting stuff ready for the future and saving up

[canihaveacalmtime]

Sitting on the swings at the playground, all alone by yourself, while the sun just started setting down in the distance. You wonder why the playground is so empty today, no one is nowhere to be seen but does that matter to you right now? Your mother forgotten to come pick you up again, it's not like this is the first time.

It happens... everyday to be honest.

You understand that she's really busy with her job but that doesn't mean she... she can neglect you.

You understand that because of you, her husband left her, thinking that she cheated on him and you're the child of her and another man. You're still confident that your mother didn't cheat and maybe your father really just didn't wanted her or you anymore as all he ever cares for was your brother and big sister, both who are very successful in the acting industry.

Or simply maybe because... you look exactly like mother and father just doesn't want a child who doesn't resembles him in anything.

"Let's go home, (Y/N)."

You said to yourself as you got down from the swing and begin walking your 6 years old body back home.

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Open the door to your house, which was not locked for some reason, you see your mother and some what familiar man sitting in front of her. {Just a guest}, you thought but as soon as you closed the front door, you feel someone lifted you up in a quick pace.

It was your mother and... she's crying?

"Oh my god, (Y/N)... where have you been, I've looked for you everywhere when the teacher said you left school early..!"

But you told her to pick you up at the playground nearby... maybe she just forgot, probably. She always forget things you told her anyway.

"Sorry for making you worried, mother."

She kiss you on the forehead before carry you to the couch where the man is sitting. After putting you down, she ask you if you can show him the birth mark you have on your right shoulder and you agreed.

"There, you see it now. I mean the DNA test is probably enough already but... (Y/N) is really our child, you know."

DNA test? Our child? What's going on even, you ask yourself as you adjust your clothes back to normal. The man then crouched down to your level and pat your head, he explains that he's your biological father and that he's here to fix some troubles between him and your mother. He carefully embrace you into a hug as he apologize for abandoning you and your mother these 6 years.

The hug ends as you stare at him, unfazed, completely devoid of emotions as you just nod lightly. Upon seeing your emotionless face, your father was put into a worried situation while your mother seems troubled.

"(Y/N) dear, you understand what your father said, right?" Your mother asked, you nod. "We going to move to your father's place tomorrow, okay?" You nod again.

"Alix, let's talk... for a bit more. (Y/N), can you go to your room to start packing your stuffs and get ready for dinner?"

You nod, carry your school bag upstairs, not even bother to look back at your parents.

"How long has (Y/N) been like that?" Alix, your father, ask in worried.

"Over a year ago... probably. I will take the fault as the reason why (Y/N) became like that, I've always been too busy and... I couldn't stop blaming them for our divorce and- I'm just being a really bad mother to them..."

"Dolores, dear. (Y/N) looks older than their age, I'm sure they will understand, I just hope that we can start making up to (Y/N) and give them a better life from now on together, alright?"

Dolores, your mother, nods while sobbing. She hate herself for being such a bad parent to you and ended up turning you into a wounded child who probably spent years all alone by yourself. Alix is no different, he also hopes to give you the best life he could now that he's reunited again with you and your mother.

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Dinner tonight isn't just you and your mother but now having your father for the first time. It does feel a little weird for you having another person on the dining table. Usually it would just be you eating alone or occasionally your mother if she was home soon that day. You also noticed that they look at you more a lot while eating, you don't complain or say anything but kept it in mind.

Alix was lost in thoughts. Usually at this age, children will always be the talker at the dining table because they tend to share their experiences at school with their family but now, looking at you, just sitting there quietly eating like that, hurts him.

"So (Y/N)... do you have anything cool at school to share with us?"

That's the first time someone has asked you that, "We study the daily subjects and... that's it". You stare at them, waiting for the next question.

"So... how about your recess time with friends?"

"I don't have friends, mother. I'm a loner and you know that too, though."

After dinner, without no more conversations, you say good night to your parents and retrieve back to your room, wanting to sleep soon as tomorrow is the weekend and you will move to a new place with your mother.

"Will my siblings like me? Probably not, no one likes a loner, people in school always say that, aren't they."

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-> -> -> Part 2

[xoxovanillq]

WORLDS COLLIDE

i. meeting

Luke Castellan x f!reader

Warnings- Trust issues, Kissing, She/Her pronouns.

Word count- 1.5k

“Dude, have you seen the new girl yet?” Chris questions. Luke and him are sitting in their respective bunks in the Hermes cabin, taking the opportunity of an empty cabin to chat.

“No, not yet. Should I see her?” Luke responds, his tone inquisitive.

“Yeah, I mean, she’s like, exactly your type.” Chris replies, laying back in his bunk, turning his head to face Luke.

“Well, I’m sure I’ll see her soon.” He replies, laying back in his bunk with a sigh.

You trudged into the Hermes cabin, exhausted, and ready to go to bed. It had been a long day, being the new kid at your age felt weird, especially with kids running around with more knowledge of this stuff than you. Everyone was somewhat nice, which was relieving, but no one  really caught your eye, well, until that night.

You laid in your bunk, looking up a bit to see a tall boy, dark curls falling into his face as he quietly studied you.

“You new?” He asks, his voice deep and rich, causing your heart to pound a small bit faster. The boy was pretty, tall, a little bit unsure of himself, but it was kinda cute.

“Mhm, was it that obvious?” You reply, your exhaustion convened through your voice.

“No, no! Not at all! Listen, uh, I’m Luke.” He says with a small smile, moving closer and extending his hand for you to shake.

“Y/N, and it’s all good.” You say, taking his hand and shaking it. You find yourself lingering in the warmth of his hand, reluctant to let go. When you release his hand, you smile softly, enjoying the small connection the two of you had made.

“Well, I should let you rest, but it was really nice to meet you.” He says, smiling as you nod, he then turns away, walking back to his bunk bed.

Luke’s heart pounded as he laid in bed that night, still thrilled after the excitement of your meeting. Chris had been right, you were his dream girl, perfect, exactly who he had always wanted. He couldn’t wait to see you again, to hear your voice, to see your glowing smile. He felt like a giddy schoolboy with a crush, desperate for your attention.

He dreamed of you that night, of holding your hand, guiding you through life at camp. He hadn't ever fallen for someone like this, so fast, so desperate for attention.

When he woke up that morning, he was still desperately excited to see you, wanting nothing more to see your smile yet again.

“Hey, Y/N, right?” He pipes up, sliding up beside you at the archery grounds. He didn't know why he bothered to check on your name, it had been in his thoughts for hours, ever since you told him.

“Yeah, it’s really good to see you again.” You emphasize the really, realizing that you may be starting to form a crush on the boy you had met only days ago.

“Yeah, yeah, um, you- you too.” God, he needed to get it together. He smiled, his heart warming as you smiled back. He watched you for a few minutes, looking at your aim. “Hey,” he suddenly piped up, “can I help you with your position a bit?”

“Oh, that would be amazing.” He quickly stepped up behind you, hands on yours as he moved your body little by little. His breath was hot on your neck, the smell of toothpaste, his shampoo, sun lotion, and sweat filled your nostrils, his own version of summer in a scent. It made you want to burrow your face into his neck, take in his musk.

“Alright, just aim, and shoot.” His voice brings you out of your dreamy haze. You shake your head a little, then release the arrow. He watches it soar through the air, hitting the target with precision. “Good job.” He praises, his voice light. making your insides heat up with both embarrassment and excitement.

“Thank you, really, you don’t know how much better you’ve made this all for me already.” You say with a light chuckle, all he could think about was how much better you had already made his life, just by existing.

“Hey, um, I know this is really random, but the lake, um, there’s a- a dock on it, and I wanna know if you’d want to go watch the sunset on it? Like, with me?” His heart pounds in his chest as he speaks. He was so scared to be rejected, maybe it was lingering fear, that finally trusting something would backfire on him.

“I- I’d actually love to, um, would it just be us?” You ask timidly, fearing that your feelings would be revealed too much, scaring him off.

“Yeah, if that’s alright with you and all.” He replies, letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Dude, you actually scored a date with her? She’s been here for like, 3 days, and all the guys are already on her.” Chris said after Luke had relayed the events of your encounter.

“Yeah, I think she’s into me too, I mean, she checked to see if we’d be alone, so that’s a score.” He says with a light chuckle before taking a bite of his dinner. He looked up to see you chatting excitedly with a few girls you had made friends with. It made him happy to see you happy, especially with your new friends.

“Just keep her close, all the other guys here would pounce on her in a heartbeat.” Chris adds, unknowing of how this seemed to spike Luke’s trust issues. He tried to push the thought away, but it was always there, lingering in the back of his head, even as he got ready to meet you.

There he sat, about 15 minutes before sunset, on the dock, fluffing his curls up while waiting for you. He hadn’t dressed up much, just wearing cargos and a black hoodie considering that it would get chilly as the sun went down. His jaw almost dropped when he saw you walk up. You wore a lace cami, pink with lace trim and a little bow, along with light wash, flared jeans.

“Holy shit, you are making feel really under-dressed. You look stunning.” He commented, eyes fixed on the way your eyes seemed to sparkle, even in the low light, as you took your seat beside him.

“I didn’t know what the dress code was for this, so I figured dressing nice would be the better option.” In all reality, you were hoping he’d give you his hoodie at some point in the night. “You look nice too, I mean, you always do.” You say softly, a blush forming across your face as you did.

“Thanks, thanks, uh, can I- is it okay- is it okay if I hold your hand?” He asks tentatively, the way he stumbles over his words makes your heart flutter a bit.

“Yeah, of course.” Your voice is low and quiet, you reach out to take a hold of his hand, shifting a bit closer to him, shoulder pressed to his. Your head leans a bit, and he nods, as if giving you approval to put it in his shoulder. The two of you sat there for a little while in silence, watching the colors of the sun set over the lake. Rich oranges and cotton candy pinks reflected on the lake’s surface. Luke could feel you shiver slightly, and it gave him an idea.

“Hey, if you’re cold, you can have my hoodie.” He offers, looking into your eyes. God, he loved your eyes, all the different colored specks, he could get lost in them forever.

“Oh, yeah, um, if it isn’t too much trouble.” You respond, almost shyly. He quickly takes his hoodie off, his shirt pulling up a bit, giving you a tantalizing glance at his abs. He hands it to you with a smile, and before you put it on, you reach over to fix his curls, now a bit messy.

Luke couldn’t believe this was happening, I mean, he was laying on the dock, watching the sunset with you, you were wearing his sweatshirt, and he was pretty sure you felt the same way about him. As the sun finally set, the stars coming out to light up the sky, he finally decided to make his move.

“Listen, I might be reading this wrong, but I really like you, and-” You cut him off, your lips finally pressing to his. Luke’s body melted, one hand going to your waist, the other to the back of your head to deepen the kiss. He wanted to be as close to you as possible, to melt into you, to burrow inside your heart and live there forever. He almost panicked when you pulled away, clutching your waist in a desperate attempt to keep you close. You just giggled, settling with your head in his lap.

“I think you’ve got your answer, Castellan.”

[nisuna]

I don't know which horny spirit posessed me yesterday to think of this, but here we are, hope you enjoy!! 🫠😈😈

TW: m x f x m; male on male action, blowjob, boobjob, cum eating, spit kink, a bit of snowballing, nipple play, male and female orgasm, oral fixation, finger sucking, threesome; sweetheart, making out

boyfriend!Geto x f!reader x bestfriend!Gojo

<3masterlist<3

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When your boyfriend Suguru suggested to have a threesome with his bestfriend you weren't surprised by starting off with a good old blowjob. What you were surprised by however, is that your boyfriend wanted to join in on the fun.

"Give him a boob job while I suck him off."

You blinked up at him dumbfounded.

"Go on, use those tits.", he nudged you and smiled expectedly.

You didn't question him any further, pulling your top over your head, making your tits spill out oh so deliciously.

You could hear Satoru gulp at the sight of you and Suguru bare and on your knees in front of him. You had to hold back a chuckle at his flushed cheeks and tips of his ears. His leg was anxiously bobbing up and down in anticipation while his hands grabbed fistfulls of the bedsheets.

"Do what you do best sweetheart, you know how I like it, I bet he'll love it too.", Suguru grinned at you first and shifted his gaze to Satoru.

You immediately gathered a glob of saliva and let it drip down between your breasts.

Suguru smiled at you proudly. He squeezed your breasts together, adding some of his own spit as he smeared it all over your chest, pinching your hardening nipples in between gropes. Just like that you let the first few moans of the night slip past your lips before scooting closer to Satoru's cock and starting to rub yourself against him.

You saw his head tip back with a deep groan from the feeling of being engulfed between the soft flesh of your tits. You felt proud of the effect you had on him and started moving.

Suguru was lost in thought, looking at the way your back was arching and watching as your tiny panties were digging into the fat of your hips and ass.

A whine of his name pulled him out of his trance, finally looking back into your eyes.

"C'mon~~", you whined, tits rubbing up and down Satoru's cock, "I thought we were gonna do this together." you pouted.

Suguru cracked a smile before leaning down, tongue running over satorus sensitive tip. A few cracked "fucks" left Satoru's mouth at the feeling of your slick tits in combination with Suguru's hot mouth.

As you watched him suck on the tip that was protruding from between your tits, your mouth felt empty and your pussy clenched around nothing. You began rubbing your thighs together and Suguru's eyes shifted back to you.

He could physically feel your discomfort and knew what was wrong, so he came up with something to soothe your suffering.

He pulled away with a pop and stuffed his fingers in your mouth. A muffled moan was all you could muster as you instinctively started sucking on them.

"There, all better now, hm?"

You nodded your head, saliva spilling from the corners of your mouth as your eyes rolled back. After a few sucks and tiny bites you went back to squeezing your tits around Satoru's throbbing cock.

Satoru was beyong shaking at this point, mouth agape and panting for dear life. Suguru's voice brought him back. The white haired male's eyes snapped down to the sight between his legs. Your eyes were glossed over and you looked so dishevelled already.

"Let her suck on your fingers. I can't get you off properly with my hand in the way."

It took Satoru a few seconds to register his best friend's words. When he gave him a nod, Suguru pulled his fingers out and you whined at the loss of contact, keeping your mouth open, ready to take Satoru's thick fingers instead.

He was hesitant at first, only running his fingers over your soft wet tongue.

"C'mon just stuff them in there, trust me she can take it."

Without warning he finally shoved his fingers in your mouth, making you hum contently.

"Oh, and just so you know, she likes to bite sometimes when she gets too excited. So watch out.", Suguru grinned, going back to lapping at Satoru's leaking cock.

It didn't take long after that for Satoru to whine that he's about to cum.

"Good boy, cum for us. Ah ah not in my mouth, you better cum on her face and tits."

You whined when he pulled his fingers out of your mouth and began pumping his cock instead. You waited patiently, eyes closes and tits on display to be painted. When his cum hit your skin it was hot and thick. You tried your best to stay still but your cunt was beyond throbbing at this point.

"You look so pretty for us, sweetheart, good job. C'mon let me help you with the mess he made.", your boyfriend praised.

You let out a few mewls as he began licking you clean. He paid special attention to your nipples and kissing along your face. After he had gathered enough cum in his mouth he pulled you into a kiss, basically shoving the cum down your throat with his tongue. The cum was thick and bitter but the situation you were in made you eagerly swallow every drop.

Your nipples and breasts felt oversensitive from the constant attention of being rubbed, nipples pinched and bitten sore.

As he was deepening the kiss, his hand pulled yours on top of his crotch signaling you to jerk him off. You didn't protest, way to drunk off of his lips and Satoru's cum on your tongue. While you were jerking him off he finally paid attention to your throbbing clit, running his slender yet thick fingers over the wet spot that has formed on your panties.

You felt high at this point, grinding down on his hand while pushing your soft chest into his hard one. When you felt yourself get close you put your chin on his shoulder, panting out loud while digging the nails of your free hand into the lean flesh of his toned back.

"Don't stop moving that hand even when you cum alright, sweetheart?"

You just gave him a nod, sobbing when your orgasm washed over you. You felt so sensitive and whiney, letting out the lewdest sounds they have heard to date.

All Satoru could do was watch as you two got eachother off, his dick hardening in his palm again.

When your body began to shake from the overstimulation Suguru gently pushed you onto the bed and came all over your soft tummy and swollen breasts.

You were a drooling, dripping mess trying to catch your breath as best as you could, reaching out to Suguru for some comfort. He gave you the comfort you were craving in the form of a soft palm running soothingly through your hair.

Satoru was speechless, taking in the scene in front of him. Did that really just happen? He snapped back when he heard Suguru's voice.

"Come on now Satoru, your turn to lick her clean.", Suguru edged his friend on. Satoru didn't hesitate, immediately lowering his face to your exposed skin. His tongue was running over your tummy so gently you began to squirm away, only to be pushed back down by two strong arms. He was taking his sweet time with you, his kitten licks tickling you and making your toes curl.

"Oh and don't swallow yet", Suguru warned. "I want her to taste me as well."

As he was gathering the cum in his mouth he left some hickeys along his path, them already blooming purple all over your chest. Once he was mostly done, he kissed up your body, leaning in to catch your lips in a kiss only to be stopped by Suguru's stern voice.

"No. Spit in her mouth.", he smirked and looked down. "Now, open up. Yeaahh good girl swallow it all."

You didn't hesitate obediently opening your mouth, tongue lolling out as Satoru spit the cum into your awaiting mouth. You looked like you just got fucked stupid, but they haven't even been inside of you yet. This was going to be a long night.

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Don't mind me I'm just chilling in my horny puddle AHHAHAHAHA as I said smth posessed me and I was in the mood for a threesome involving a boob job and the guy sucking the other one off soo loool and be honest, who'd be a better match than SatoSugu themselves ha ha

But anyway let me know your thoughts MWAH

[aaaaaaaaaaaa-hey-its-jude-or-bee]

I forgot to take pictures of the update, I am so sad, I was on call and cutting it up and eating it that I forgot to take a picture of it when it was fully updated. Man.... It's ok it was very good, and my mom even went "it slapped" and I don't know how to respond.

I'm sorry it doesn't look appealing but that's how it did turn out, I was on call cutting and eating it like I said so I didn't get to take a picture of the updated pizza,

Holy fuck it looks huge, I swear it isn't it's just the way I took the picture.

I also don't work at any pizza shops too, or any bakery's. ☹️

Does everyone like the pizza I made?? I need to know because I was trying to message other family and they told me to shut the fuck up because they're trying to find my cousins cat

I added sauce from other can and then I added hamburger to it and I cut up other meat and cooked it and then added it to the pizza, we don't have butter so I put olive oil on the sides and then put herbs on the pizza and crust and then added salt on the crusts and when it's done baking I'll add the rest of the parmesan to the crust to make it look better, but I'm really proud of this.

This is it, but I put it back in the oven for another 15 minutes to go, so we will see how it turns out.

[webslingingslasher]

would make peter go camping with me because he’s head over heels in love and also he’s strong (spider man duh) and then i’d just be like :) the whole time (i’d totally ask him to pick up heavy logs and stuff just because)

everytime i go camping i wish i had a peter parker

“Don’t forget that log, looks like a good one!” 

Peter looks up at his girlfriend sitting in her green rocking camping chair, a cold can of alcohol in her hand, he can’t decipher if it’s a white claw or miller light based on the distance. The other points to his left, the setting sun hits the crown of her head and dances over her features, for a moment he forgets how to breathe and takes a lopsided inhale. 

It was your idea to take him camping, you were the master. You grew up doing it and always talked about it, always swore you’d take Peter and give him the glamping experience. You set up the trip as an anniversary gift, and Peter doesn’t think he’ll enjoy it half as much as you but seeing you so happy makes him match it. 

Peter’s hand cups over his forehead to look at you in the sun, “awfully demanding today, aren’t we?” 

He’s not wrong, you have been bossing him around the whole time. But, it’s your favorite activity and he was doing it, and you’ve been together long enough that he’s not doing it because camping will be his new hobby, but because you love it and it makes you happy. 

And his red flannel looked awfully lumberjack like on him, his biceps straining the fabric when he moved totes from your car full of heavy accessories. It got even better when you made him help you set up the tent, you gave light instructions and worked on your side but got distracted when your boyfriend crouched on one knee and had his tongue poked out the corner of his mouth as he focused on connecting the poles. 

You were left scrambling when his eyes shot to yours waiting for you to finish your half, he didn’t catch onto your greed. “I thought you’ve done this before, slow poke.” 

Struggling, his side full of tension, “I didn’t know it was a race.” 

It got worse when Peter noticed your struggle and came to pull your side taut, his back flexing under his down vest.

You nearly slingshotted the tent into the woods. 

“Here, baby. I got it.” Peter placed the rest of the poles and you were able to catch your breath in time to hammer the stakes in. You rest your fists on your hips as you look up at the sky, due to flooding in the main roads it had taken a bit longer than you expected, night was approaching. 

“We don’t have a lot of daylight left, you wanna grab some firewood and I’ll finish setting up camp?” 

Did you give him the man's job? Yes. 

Logs were heavy, plus bugs crawled all over them and not to mention the splinters. 

You had the camp ready in ten minutes, leading you to relax in your camping chair watching your ripped boyfriend trot back and forth from the campsite with handfuls of stems and logs. At first the tugged a fallen tree over to you which sent you running towards him pushing at his chest to throw him back in the woods whisper shouting.

“That’s not even remotely funny, Peter! Do you know what will happen if a park ranger catches you? They have eyes everywhere.” 

Peter rolled his eyes, “I dragged it like, ten steps.” 

You shoo him, “back it up ten, and get real campfire wood. I’ll get some fire starter.” 

Thus led you to watching with a careful eye and directing him, you’ve done this a million times and now you have someone else to do it, who also happens to be your super hot, loving boyfriend. 

“Love you, honey!” You called out the praise, hoping it would erase your demands from his mind. It works, he blows you a kiss and picks up the wood you called out for. He’s gotten more than enough for the night, and you stand before gesturing to your seat. 

“Take her for a ride, mama’s gonna make you a fire.” 

Careful eyes watched you, you could sense that Peter was ready to jump up and save you from a swallowing fire at any second. You talked through the process and into the night, where you then had Peter make you every s’more you wanted. 

Peter likes being out of the city and loves being around you with no distractions. 

He doesn’t think he minds camping half as much as he thought he would. 

Until you wake him up at three in the morning and ask, no, force him to get out of bed to walk into the woods with you so you could pee. You squatted behind a tree and had your arm wrapped around to the other side where it intertwined with your boyfriends. 

“Okay, turn around.” 

Too scary. 

“Wait, let me hold your hand.” 

Too quiet.

“Can you hum or something?” 

It is currently three in the morning and Peter is in the middle of the woods, back to a tree with his arm twisted wonky to hold hers, and he’s humming the star wars intro but can still hear you stream clearly and won’t tell you.

“Okay, done.” 

Your boyfriend fumbled with his waistline, his hand pulling it down swiftly. You get a peek of his lower half and squeeze your eyes shut, your hands cover them on instinct. “Yuck!” 

Peter has no regard, proudly pissing inches from you. 

“What, I have to hold your hand and sing and you can’t stand here?” 

“I’m in the splash zone!” 

“Oi! I’m aiming away, I’m not a mongrel.” 

A snap of a branch, rustling of bushes sent the hair on your neck straight up. Normally you’d think it was a squirrel, it’s almost always a squirrel. But this sounded big, in an instant you jumped on Peter’s back, giving him no time to prepare and he was sent slightly stumbling while trying to tie his pajama pants back up. 

“It’s a fucking bear, is it a bear, can you smell if it’s a bear?” 

Peter hiked you further up his back and walked back towards your site, “it’s not a bear.” 

Your arms lock around his neck so tightly he has to tug at arm so you could loosen your hold, “it could be a bear and you’re trotting slowly.” 

“Baby, if a bear comes up and starts a fight, help the bear.” 

“‘Cause that bitch gon need it,” you grunt in his ear. He tapped your leg in appreciation to the reference. 

You yawned when you laid back down in the tent, shuffling a little closer to Peter than the first time. He can say what he wants, but you’re the woodsy person and you’d give your right arm on a bet that was a bear. 

Loud ruffling near your tent sends you clinging to your boyfriend. 

“It’s the bear.” Your words are almost mute with how quiet and slow you were speaking. 

Peter doesn’t even open his eyes, his arm opens and tugs you into him. “It’s not a bear.” 

Another branch snaps, you’re nearly on top of him, he grunts with the new weight on him. He doesn’t even need to see to know what you’re about to say. 

“It’s not a bear.” 

A lazy grin forms when he feels puffy air on his neck as you grumble, “it’s totally a bear.” 

[merlincmgirl]

Just A Bit Of Contraband

Word Count: 1651

Reader: Gender Neutral

Summary: You really did just want to help Fox and his brothers, but maybe there's a better way than sneaking around the Senate building at night.

Author's Note: This is the first time I've written for Fox, so I hope it's okay. And mention of annoying little shit of a brother Thorn!

Cyare - beloved, love

Osik'la - messed up, screwed up, horrible

Sneaking into the Senate building was no small feat and you were beyond lucky that most, if not all the Senators and staff had gone home for the night. You were on a mission. A very important mission to help the Coruscant Guards do their jobs during this terrible war. Up ahead of you was the room that you had arranged to meet your contact in. It had been in a room you had been in only once or twice, only for a few minutes and never on your own. You just hoped that it would be empty now. Tapping open the button to let you in, you were glad to see that your contact was already there, pressed to the back of the room and hiding in the shadows himself.

“I’ve got the stuff” you whispered, sneaking towards the figure in the break room. Commander Thorn only sighed in relief, stepping forward into the light that filtered through the small window that let it in from the corridor outside. Carefully, he quickly examined the small packages that you handed to him.

“These are perfect. You don’t realise how much we’ll need this. Senate’s holding a fundraiser, security is going to be a nightmare. You know Fox is going to have a field day” Thorn complained, slipping the packs into his belt as much as he could.

“Anything I can do to support the war effort, Commander” you replied cheekily, pulling more packages out of your bag.

The light flickered on overhead as the door slid open, revealing none other but Marshall Commander Fox himself.

“Cyare? What are you doing here?” Fox’s modulated voice came through his helmet’s speakers. You squeaked, unable to do anything but hide the packages behind your back. It wasn’t the smartest of moves, not in the least because it made you look more guilty than you were. Even through his helmet you could still feel Thorn’s side eye but you ignored him.

“Nothing! I was just waiting for you!” you excused, a shaky smile spread over your face. Maker! You could lie as well as the clones it would seem.

“Thorn? What’s going on?” Fox demanded, turning to his vod who was shuffling the packages onto the clip of his belt behind him. There was less patience in his voice now for his fellow commander, and Thorn seemed to sense that like all little brothers could.

“Fox! I was just telling your cyare that you’re probably going to be working late because of the security detail” Thorn stated, and if you hadn’t had known any better, you would have believed him. Well, perhaps you were a worse liar than a clone.

Fox hummed, coming up closer to you and standing in front of you, arms crossed across his chest and helmet tilted down to give you an analysing look. “Hand it over” he instructed, hand outstretched and expecting.

“What?” you cried, floundering for a second at how quick he was to figure you out. You should have known really, Fox could read you like an open book any day of the week.

Fox didn’t even need to look over to Thorn to know that he was trying to slide away from the pair of lovers and closer to the exit. Almost like if he tried to stay out of Fox’s line of sight then he’d be free to escape. “Stay!” he growled head not even turning in his direction, and you couldn’t help but gape at Thorn’s retreating form.

“Thorn! What about we’re in this together?” you gasped, annoyed at the Commander who was so ready to high-tail it out of this situation.

“Sorry vod’ika, but you’re more likely to get out of this than me! I’m not going to be stuck on patrol in the lowest levels again for a week!” Thorn protested, holding up his hands in surrender.

Fox let out a warning call of your name and you winced, before slumping against the counter that was digging into your back. “Alright, alright, but please don’t be mad. We were only trying to help” you sighed, handing over the packet that you had been hiding in your bag. It crinkled in Fox’s grip as you shuffled around nervously on your feet in front of him. You were unsure how he would react.

“Alderaanian caf beans?” Fox frowned, unable to believe that this was what you were sneaking into the Coruscant Guard Headquarters. He had wondered what you and his idiotic brother could be up to, but he didn’t think you would be sneaking in contraband caf beans. What the hell were you two up to?

“Please don’t be mad. I know you’re always telling me that I shouldn’t be wasting my credits on you and that it’s not my responsibility to keep you sane and awake at 4am. But I wanted to do something to help. You haven’t slept for the past 3 days, and I haven’t seen you in nearly as long. And I’m not complaining but I want to make sure you’re okay. And Thorn was telling me that you hadn’t been taking any breaks and Palpatine was being a kriffing shithead and I was worried” you hurried to explain, chest tightening as you worried that Fox would hate you for interfering with his job as the Marshal Commander of the Coruscant Guards.

Thorn winced at that, ignoring the glare that his older brother shot his way. He knew he would be getting into shit for telling you exactly what Fox was getting up to when you weren’t there. Especially not looking after himself. You were always telling Fox he needed to look after himself more. Take more rest, eat food that wasn’t rations and drink something that wasn’t caf every now and again.

“So I thought maybe making sure that you had some decent caf would help, you know, keep you awake for all the awful shit Palpatine is no doubt going to put you through because he’s the worst, and really he should be shot. And if you need volunteers, then I’ll be the first in line to shoot that motherf-” you rambled on, before Fox slid a hand over your mouth; before he or someone else heard any more and would have to arrest you for some ridiculous shit like treason.

Seeming to take a breath and stop rambling, you looked up at Fox, waiting for his reaction.

“You, get out of here. I’ll deal with you later” Fox ordered his brother, who sent you a quick thumbs up and ran out of the break room. “You… you should be careful what you say cyare. Who knows who’s listening in this building” he sighed, taking off his helmet with his other hand and settling on your waist. “Can I let go now?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at you. Accepting your rolling eyes and nod of agreement, he let the hand slip down and squeeze your other hip.

“Are you mad?” you whispered, hoping he wouldn’t be too angry with you. It wasn’t like you were sneaking around for your own benefit. You truly did want to help Fox and his brothers out.

“Course I’m not mad, I’m just worried, cyare. Sneaking around the Senate building after dark, breaking at least a dozen security laws and protocols and making me think we had a thief breaking into the barracks was not the best decision you’ve ever made Cyare. I dread to think what you could do if you had more resources. But it can’t happen again, do you understand me?” Fox rebuked, gripping onto your waist and bringing you into him as close as he could get you. It wasn’t like any reprimand he’d ever given to his men, but sneaking around Senate and GAR buildings were a sure way to find trouble. Trouble he may not always be able to get you out of. It worried him too much to think of you hurt.

“I understand, I’m sorry Fox. I just wanted to make things better for you and your brothers. I know you haven’t been sleeping well, I just thought this might be able to help better than the mud water that they serve you” you sighed, biting your lip and resting your hands on the cool plastoid of his armour.

Fox cupped your face, bringing you up to look into his dark, expressive eyes. They held exhaustion, worry and no small amount of love. Being able to see him clearer now without his helmet always took your breath away. His greying hair at the temples fell across his face in soft curls, the scars that ran across his nose was slightly lighter than his usual tan tone. Maker he was beautiful, and you would tell him that every single day until he believed you. Shaking his head at whatever he could see on your face, he let out a small smile, thumb rubbing softly against your cheekbone. “Even if you shouldn’t be wasting your credits on us, and it’s the Republic’s responsibility to fund our caf addictions to keep this osik’la planet safe and running, thank you. I don’t know what I’d do without your big heart, taking care of me and my men” he whispered, leaning down to press his lips to yours to silence any reply.

“Now, how about we go back to yours and I can show you just how thankful I have to have a cyar’ika like you looking after me?” he hummed, resting his forehead against yours.

“That sounds perfect to me, Commander” you smiled, pushing his curls away from his face and leaning up to press a chaste kiss to his own lips. He just grinned, tucking the packet of caf beans into his belt before grabbing his helmet and pulling you out of the break room. After all, he was due a break and Thorn would cover for him.

[kommandonuovidiavoli]

How are the gang’s relationship with their parents(and extended family)

OH BOI this took a lot especially because I had to think and RETHINK relationships and stuff, but here we go!

Abby's Family

Abby lives with her parents since she's still studying (and a minor too). They're still in a good relationship, as close as ever, and with new people around the house! Her older brother Jacob and his son Simon are living at her home since Jacob got a new job at Mr. Boss' company (his other kid and wife are living at their house in the next city, but they see each other in the weekends and often visit them at Abby's home!). Only problem is with Cree: since she got married in secret, she's seen less and less at the house, also because she moved with her new husband. Her and Abby don't talk anymore after a huge fight they had some years before. Jacob too doesn't talk to her too much, for some reason.

Also, they all love Hoagie, he's always welcome in the house! Sometimes they force Abby to invite him over...

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Wally's Family

Wally too still lived with his parents and Joy at their house, but things are not too good. Wally doesn't have a good relationship with his mother anymore, they mostly scream at each other and argue a lot. His father keeps out of their arguments, doesn't even try to mitigate them anymore at this point; if they start, he just takes Joey to the living room to watch TV or something. Sydney has a better relationship with him, even if Wally never wants to talk about his problems with him. Teenagers...

At least things calm down when Kuki's over; they all love the girl!

He's incredibly close to Joey. The two spend a lot of time together, Wally allows him in his room whenever he wants, plays with him sometimes and also lets him sleep in his bed!

Also, since Lou and Syd reconnected, sometimes he hangs around the house too, if they need a babysitter for Joey. Wally... tolerates him. He's good at videogames, at least.

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Kuki's Family

Kuki too lives with his family: her parents and Mushi. Her parents are still strict and serious, maybe a bit demanding now that she's in high school, but she handles it pretty good most of the times. But things are not good. Her parents barely talk to each other without arguing, and it is starting to take a tool on her. Also, they don't like Wally at all, considering him a "no good imbecile punk".

She isn't allowed to have him at home, Kani also doesn't want him to get NEAR the house, so sometimes Kuki has to get out without them knowing. But they ALWAYS get to know what she does, and it's because Mushi always tells on her.

The little girl somehow managed to get out of her lifelong grounding, and is now her dad's favorite girl. She's like one of those Delightfuls: a spoiled educated kid who always does what adults say.

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Hoagie's Family

Hoagie still lives with his mom, his grandmother (when she wants to hang around) and his brother Tommy. Everything's fine on this side, luckly! His mom still works at Mr. Boss' company, but managed to become Head of Marketing, so she has a lot to do and not too much time to spend home. Hoagie makes sure everything is always ready and clean, cooks for everyone (and he's even GOOD at it!), takes care of laundry and makes sure Tommy showers AT LEAST once at week. He's the man of the house! Especially since no one knows or cares where his father is, at this point.

Abby's always welcome to their house, but Betty always asks to invite her when she's home too, so they can talk! She loves the girl!

His grandma usually hisses at her. Tommy too.

AND FINALLY I CAN ADD Nigel's Family

After getting his house back when he turned 18, Nigel lived alone in a house that slowly started looking like a messy prison: dirty dishes, clothes everywhere, dust and cracks. The only rooms that were intact were his parent's bedroom (which he started to sleep in) and his old bedroom, that he never entered since he went back. Penny arrived at the right time, as he needed something to get himself together and remember why he was still there and fighting in the TND: for the sake of kids all around the world. The same kids his parents protected as long as they could. Penny claimed the bedroom and is thinking of adding mermaid touches EVERYWHERE. The house still needs cleaning tho.

[ohmytyong]

mark me in your heart [teaser]

PAIRING: drug dealer!mark x bartender!reader

GENRE: angst, smut, kinda friends with benefits au, bartender!renjun, best friend!renjun, action au

TEASER WARNINGS: mentions of alcohol, explicit scene of drug use, use of pet names

WC: tba (TEASER WC: 1,2k)

‣[PLAYLIST]: 505 by arctic monkeys, bad omens by 5 seconds of summer, slow down by chase atlantic, why do you only call me when you're high? by arctic monkeys, a little death by the neighborhood, okay by chase atlantic

SUMMARY: when a sensitive and broken heart meets another one of the same nature, their instinctive reaction is to seek comfort in each other, and in order to heal themselves, they both need to be equally strong and willing to put all their broken pieces back together. but sometimes, some hearts aren't strong enough to be saved; the only way to save them is if the stronger heart of the two is willing to take the risk and try for the both of them, whatever it takes.

A/N: i forgot how long i've had this idea sitting in my drafts. i think it's time it saw the light of day and i think it's better if i share this with you

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“Hey Renjun, pass me that glass” you said as you wiped the thick tall glass completely dry before you put it back on the shelf behind you. You were moving mechanically at this point, the exhaustion of the long night at the bar taking over your entire body. It was 5 in the morning and you had just barely managed to kick out some of the remaining drunk nobodies who were so wasted, that their toxic-infused brains couldn’t even give them the signals to move their own bodies.

Working at the bar wasn’t your dream job but it’s not as if you had a better choice. It was either a bartender or a stripper. Both of them sounded equally bad, so you decided to opt for the slightly better one. If you could even say it like that.

It wasn’t a particularly ideal job but it was enough to get you by. It earned you enough money to buy you food and pay the rent at the motel you were staying at, it got you as many free drinks as you needed to help your mind escape from all your worries and you also got to meet some relatively cool people, so that was somewhat good. The working hours weren’t such a big of an issue either, you couldn’t really sleep anyway. So you were fine with it.

Most nights, the bar usually closed at around 3 am. There wasn’t a set rule on this; it usually depended on how many customers there were and how much they were drinking. Your boss had suggested that you shouldn't keep the bar open all night long, so you kinda decided that it was best to close a few hours after midnight. You weren’t complaining about this though; the sooner it closed, the more time you’d have to get high with your co-worker Renjun at the alleyway behind the bar.

Unfortunately, tonight luck wasn’t on your side, as a group of friends kept on drinking more and more as the hours passed by, which meant that you and Renjun had to keep the bar open until later. You weren’t opposed to this idea, it only meant that you would earn a little bit more money. It was Renjun who started complaining, so he decided to take action into his own hands and practically dragged the drunks out of the bar.

This is how you ended up cleaning up the place this late, rather this early in the morning, with your co-worker. The two of you were too tired to speak, so neither of you made any efforts to spark up a conversation. You both just attended to your respective tasks, waiting for a specific somebody to show up.

Luck surely wasn’t on your side tonight. He would usually show up at around 3:30 am, right after the bar closed, and he would have all the stuff ready, just at the exact moment you needed it. Why was he late today?

It didn’t take a genius to understand that Renjun was clearly affected by the lack of the stuff. He moved around the place nervously, tugging at his hair and stomping his foot rhythmically. He was in a desperate need of it, and you would honestly lie to yourself if you said you didn’t need it half as much as Renjun did.

You put the last clean glass on the shelf behind you and went over to the storage room to grab a broom, so that you could clean the floor a bit while Renjun was still wiping the bar counters. As soon as you closed the door of the storage room, the little bell that hung above the bar’s front door rang with a tinkle and soon after it followed the sound of the so familiar footsteps you were waiting for all night.

“Hey kids, Santa’s here,” his voice resonated in the empty room as he waved a small transparent plastic bag that looked white because of its content. Renjun threw the handkerchief he was holding to the other side of the counter and dramatically jumped over it to go and hug the male who just entered. All of that just at the sight of the clear plastic bag with the snowy content.

“Mark, what took you so long my guy, I’m literally a dead man walking! Give this beauty to me,” Renjun exclaimed and snatched the plastic bag straight out of Mark’s hand. Mark smirked at what Renjun said and immediately started grinning at the sight of the boy’s eagerness.

Renjun went to sit on the bar stool closer to him and placed the bag on top of the counter he had just wiped clean. With slender fingers, he opened the plastic bag and dredged some of the content on the counter. With nervousness in his movements, he set the bag aside and shuffled through his back pocket to find his ID card. He started scattering the white dust all over the counter before he gathered all of it in a straight line with the help of his ID card. When he was satisfied with the result, he put his ID card back into his pocket, lowered his head to the level that his nose touched the cold surface of the counter, took a deep breath and snorted the entire line of crack, the product going straight up into his nostrils.

Renjun blinked several times before he slowly lifted his head. He scrunched his nose and wiped it with the back of his hand, his drowsy eyes looking surprisingly bright considering his state. “Man, whoever hasn’t done crack, never, they haven’t known the beauty of life yet” he chuckled. Mark smirked at Renjun’s comment and you couldn’t help but shake your head amusingly, a small smile creeping up at your face.

Renjun took the plastic bag with the rest of the cocaine and put it in his pocket. “This baby’s for me, thank you,” he amused and turned his heel towards the storage room. “Don’t come look for me, I’ll be right here. If I take too long to come out, then you should be concerned,” he said and closed the storage room door behind him; a scene that was surprisingly quite familiar to you.

You then set the broom down and walked towards Mark. “Hey” you whispered and Mark greeted you back in a low husky voice. “What took you so long? We were expecting you to come earlier” you asked him.

Mark shrugged and leaned his elbow against the counter. “I came by at our usual meeting hour and saw that you guys were still open. I couldn’t risk anyone seeing me so I decided to drop by later,” he said and you nodded in understanding.

“You do have more of those plastic bags on you, don’t you?” you asked him and he chuckled. “Of course I do, pretty. Let’s go outside and treat ourselves a bit, shall we?” he suggested and you nodded again, walking beside him towards the alleyway behind the bar.

* .♡ *:･ﾟ✧ ⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆

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[f1-disaster-bi]

Galex for the ask game?

Of course I can anon!

Who hogs the duvet:

Alex hogs the blankets but George doesn't mind cause he runs a little hot so he normally doesn't notice unless it's really cold, and Alex normally wakes up at some point and covers them both (before hogging them again)

Who texts/rings to check how their day is going:

George is normally the first to text most days, and the one to check in through out the day. Alex isn't the best texter even though he makes sure to reply to George as soon as possible, so it's rare he texts first to check in

Who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts:

Alex is a little more creative when it comes to gifts. He also buys joke gifts more than George. So George normally gets a fun and silly gift and a very thoughtful one

Who gets up first in the morning:

George is first to get up. If they're together in their apartment or a hotel, George will make Alex a coffee to wake him up and they'll have a coffee together before they have to start their day

Who suggests new things in bed:

Alex suggests things more often than George, but George is normally happy to try new things even if he blushes a lot while discussing it

Who cries at movies:

Alex does, especially anything to do with animals. George does cry, but it's very rare and Alex always cuddles him when he does (and gently teases him about it later)

Who gives unprompted massages:

George does, especially after Alex complains about the car being uncomfortable so George learns how to give massages so he can help him.

Who fusses over the other when they’re sick:

Alex fusses more. George is more organised and knows what to do when Alex is sick, but George rarely gets ill so Alex always panics a little whenever George does get sick

Who gets jealous easiest:

George gets jealous more than Alex. Alex is very secure in their relationship, and he knows George is hot, so he's used to people flirting with George. George is also secure, but he gets a little jealou and possesive when ever someone makes Alex laugh because that's his job thank you very much

Who has the most embarrassing taste in music:

Both of them think the other's music taste is embarassing and tease each other about certain artists or songs that they find the other listening to, but really they listen to a lot of the same stuff.

Who collects something unusual:

The two of them collect things. George likes to collect coins from different currancies to show the places that he has been. Alex likes to collection little animal figurines

Who takes the longest to get ready:

George takes the longest to get ready. Alex is normally pretty laid back and chill about his outfits and hair, whereas George tries to style his hair and takes time considering his outfits.

Who is the most tidy and organised:

George is very tidy and organised, but Alex gets him to lighten up a bit when they move in together.

Who gets most excited about the holidays:

Alex goes all out for the holidays, especialy Christmas. He gets them matching socks, pajama's and awful matching Christmas jumpers that he makes them wear. He loves Christmas, loves cheest Christmas, and George grows to love it too

Who is the big spoon/little spoon:

They don't really spoon. They tend to sprawl over each other with George normally pressing Alex into the bed. When they do spoon, they take turns and it's normally after a bad result

Who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports:

Both of them are competitive but George is bad at most sports besides racing, but that does not stop him from giving it his all and bickering over the results with Alex.

Who starts the most arguments:

George starts debates and they turn into bickering. Mainly because if it's a debate about something silly like which soap smells better, Alex will disagree with everything to make George get flustered

Who suggests that they buy a pet:

Alex does because let's face it, he loves animals and misses hanging out with his familys little zoo. He first suggests it to George just as a "we should get a pet in a few years", but then he see Charles with Leo, and he starts dropping hints.

What couple traditions they have:

One of their oldest traditions is giving each other the silliest nicknames possible. They also try to keep a regular date night, even when they're apart and they will do virtual dates. They make sure to send goodnight and good morning texts every day

What tv shows they watch together:

They watch a lot of documentaries together. A lot of nature ones, and some history when George is in a mood. They watch a lot of comedy shows, and some more serious dramas. Their guilty watch is Cornation Street.

What other couple they hang out with:

They spend some time with George and Alex's siblings and their partners. They also spend time Lando and Charles, Max and Daniel, Logan and his partner

How they spend time together as a couple:

They go cycling together (even though Alex still jokes about his broken collarbone). They play padel together even though George sucks. George likes to watch Alex cook, and Alex likes to watch George bake (a new hobby for George). They watch movies together, they swap books so they can talk about them. Mostly they just chill together between races.

Who made the first move:

Both of them because they ended up kissing while drunk one night, and the next day they both just decided that they were dating now.

Who brings flowers home:

George does because he's a romantic. He even knows what each flower means and Alex has to buy a little book about flower language after George spills the beans while wine drunk one night, so Alex can understand what George is saying to him with his flowers.

Who is the best cook:

Alex is the better cook out of the two even though both of them can cook. George also loves when Alex cooks and looks forward to watching him in the kitchen in the apron Lando bought Alex as a joke one Christmas.

[enstarriedownbad]

Koga Oogami x F!reader

Minors DNI

Genre: smut

Tags: switch!Koga, alone in a room, music, band, crush, unprotected

Plot: After your senior Rei graduated high school, Koga is now in charge of the music club room. However, music is not the only stuff he is doing when locking the door.

Words: 2,012

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"Today is just the two of us, huh?" you ask.

"Yep. The twins had to go to their job or somethin' and Dekosuke is too busy with his actual club. Hmpf," he pouts. "Now that this damn vampire isn't there anymore, the room feels empty..." he sadly says.

"Let's practice our instruments!" you tell him, cheering him up.

"Yea, let's do that," he replies, pulling out his guitar from its case. "I can't wait to practice this song".

"Same", you say as you get your instrument ready.

"Especially with you..." he whispers

"What was that?" you ask, a bit red, after all, you and him are in some sort of 'talking stage'.

"N-nothin'!"

You turn on the mixing table. All the cables are connected.

Koga starts the countdown.

"1 and 2. And 1 2 3 4!"

The song starts.

🎵🎶

It is common for musicians to take a liking to one another. But while playing, it is not a myth that we feel euphoric about each other. Especially when it's a duet.

Sure, it was not supposed to be one, but right now, it's just the two of you.

The music is so groovy.

The sound of his guitar mixing so well with your own instrument is captivating both of you.

The song ends. You both smile at each other.

This small moment of just you two smiling after rehearsal is so sweet.

"That was so cool!" you shout. "I think we're one step away from the final version!"

"For sure..." he softly replies.

"Mhh, maybe it could sound even better if you did the rhythm on the pre-chorus instead of doing the lead," you say as you approach him.

"Or maybe like that?" he asks while playing a mix of both lead and rhythm, perfectly.

His fingers strum the strings with ease. He moves his left hand with such flexibility. Koga looks so concentrated. You look at him with admiration.

The guitarist continues playing perfectly, but now he's not looking at his instrument anymore. As the melody keeps going, your eyes meet. You feel an arrow hit your heart.

You become momentarily speechless, lost in thoughts, only thinking about Koga. His musical skills, his golden eyes, his fluffy grey hair, his gentle persona he keeps hidden... You want him.

And it looks like he wants you too. He's been staring at your lips and eyes for a while now.

"Is anyone here?" someone asks while knocking on the door.

Without stopping eye contact, Koga slowly stops playing. He walks up to the door.

"We're busy," he says as he locks the door with no hesitation.

He goes back to his chair and puts his guitar down.

You only stare at each other for a few seconds before you sit on his lap, facing him.

Your two lips meet each other for the first time. You begin making out. No words were necessary. Koga's tongue finds its way to the inside of your mouth, licking your own.

He who is rather shy when it comes to romance is actually pretty dominant when it comes to 'that'. Koga kisses you over and over again, each time twisting your two tongues together, with the string of saliva getting thicker and thicker every time you kiss.

You can tell you're getting all wet. You're really into it, pushing back and forth between your two mouths.

You're not the only one who's all excited. Koga puts one hand on your thigh, and the other one on your back, pulling you closer to him.

As he closes the gap between you two, you feel something poking against your crotch. You think you know what's happening. But you can't even look down, too busy making out. While keeping his hand on your thigh, Koga begins thrusting a bit. You guessed correctly. He's bricked.

The friction is so good. Every time he moves his waist, his covered cock rubs against your clit. You get wetter and wetter. You're about to reach your climax.

You keep on sucking on his tongue as he's thrusting all nice and clean. His hand grabs your thigh, he tilts his head and moans.

"Mnhh..." he lets out while thrusting.

You move your waist as well, adding more tension. Your two crotches are begging to get some release now. You let out some moans as well.

Your tongues are wrestling even faster, following the intensity of the kiss session.

"Mh! Mhh!" you shout even though the sound barely leaves your mouth, blocked by the guitarist's.

Your mouths are fighting to take the lead, with yours pushing onto his for one second, and his pushing into yours for the other.

"Mmh!" Koga moans.

"Mmnh!" you follow.

As the pace gets quicker, Koga seems to win the lead. His lips and tongue push onto yours, making your head lean back, and drawing Koga get even closer to you.

You can't tell what feels better between your tongue being aggressively sucked, or your clit being so well rubbed.

Tears start forming in your eyes, amusing Koga.

You really enjoy Koga taking the lead. Now, all you can think about is him. Your climax is arriving.

"Mnh!!" you moan over and over as wet noises leave your mouth.

Your vagina's juices are even warmer now.

"mmh..." he moans.

Koga's soft sounds, the aggressiveness...

You are so leaned backward that your weight is now entirely relying on Koga's arm. Your two tongues are fighting like there is no tomorrow. You feel your orgasm hitting you like a truck.

"Mmnh!!" you moan out loud as Koga doesn't slow down the thrusts or tongue wrestling.

Your juices are finally being released. Koga holds keeps holding on to you. His hard dick is still pushing onto your cumming slit. It feels so good your roll your eyes while still seeing blurry from your tears.

Koga's lips finally leave yours to get some new air.

You two stare at each other, all sweaty.

The look he's sending you is anything but innocent.

"I'm not done with you," he whispers into your ear before standing up.

He suddenly carries you in his arms and puts you on top of a table.

You rapidly remove your tops. Following you, the man gets rid of his blazer and shirt. Your bra, bottom, and panties all end up on the floor.

As he's removing his belt, you hear the sound of metal tickling. Koga hastily removes his pants and boxers and spreads your legs open.

He takes a good at your body, in awe, but also in lust, judging from his heavy boner.

"Shouldn't I wear a condom?" he asks, worrying about you.

No matter which emotion it is, his cheeks are painted with red.

"Today is a safe day," you reply.

"Then, are you ready...?" he asks you, all shy yet so horny.

"Mm!" you nod.

Without wasting a second, Koga puts your legs over his shoulders and presses his erect cock against your wet slit.

"Here I come," he says as he penetrates you.

His thing slides into your insides, opening your walls.

"You're so tight," he tells you. "And so wet... Mhh," he already moans while only just entering.

The sensation is so good. He's slowly exploring your body, not going straight into destroying you. He seems to keep his gentle side in bed.

You are officially doing that at school.

You feel the nerves of his cock going farther inside you. It feels so good that you already have tears back in your eyes.

"Koga..." you moan.

You look up, only to be met with a pair of eyes looking at you like you're his most important desire. He seems to be madly in love with you.

"Y/N..."

"Mh?"

"I'm gonna start moving," he softly says.

With that being said, the man slowly starts thrusting into your heat.

"It feels nice," you say while smiling at him.

Although his tip is not violently hitting your cervix, you feel it rubbing against your end.

You have such a nice view of Koga. Abs, muscular, tan, and his dick is definitely on the larger side.

His thrusts are gentle and passionate.

"hahh..." he moans.

His hands are going over your boobs and thigh with care. You caress his face.

You feel his dick going in and out of you. Wet noises leave your bodies with each thrust.

Koga is getting quite serious at this. His pace is slowly getting more intense.

You can't help but lubricate even more. His thick cock feels so good. Your man's cock keeps penetrating you, covered in your love juices. Now, the wet sounds are way too naughty.

"Koga~ I'm about to..." you say as your pussy feels warmer and warmer along with his cock.

"Mnh... Me too... Come here," he moans as he grabs you by the waist and pulls your entire body closer to him by making you slide over the table.

His dick is now reaching your deepest end. The room temperature probably got up by a few degrees.

Your female instincts hit you. With your legs still above his shoulders, you cross your legs around him.

As for your male, he firmly grabs your two wrists with his strong hands. His lips find their way back to yours. You're now in a completely submissive position. It couldn't be more erotic.

Koga showers you with kisses while his dick is on the rough side. The thrusts are making such a loud noise.

"Y/N... Y/N! mhh~" he moans.

"hAh~" you let out.

Koga licks on the outside and inside parts of your mouth. It feels so nice to make love with him.

"Koga..."

"Y/N... T-together... Let's... hah~"

The speed of his kisses and thrusts is at its peak.

You can feel your climax approaching.

"I-I'm cumming!" you mumble against your breath.

"Y/N..!"

His penis finds its way to your very end, firmly stays in place against your cervix, and finally unloads his cum.

You feel his semen pouring inside of your womb as he grasps on your wrists even firmlier. He's shooting loads and loads into you, like he and his cock have been waiting forever to finally cum inside you.

"B-be my girl. That way, I can do that to you... every day," he asks you out while still in the middle of his climax.

"I'll be your girl," you reply while being filled with his cum. "I love you, Koga."

"I love you too," he confesses while cooling down.

After the two of you take a few breaths, you continue kissing and kissing over and over again, after which he finally pulls out.

"I'll take even more care of you, from now on," he happily tells you with a grin, "now that you're my..." he gets shy.

"Girlfriend!" you reply with a smile.

"Duh!" He says while his face is all red.

Your boyfriend helps you put on your bra and shirt. This moment feels so intimate. You pat his head.

"Let's make more 'music' together when it's just the two of us in this room," you tease him while stroking his hair.

"Hah... Don't mess me with like that or who knows what I'll do to you!" he replies like the true tsundere he is. "I mean look at what you're wearing right now, nothin's stopping me from going for a secon--" he looks at you.

Your eyes are showing that you are not against the idea of a second round.

"Who says I'm not down?" you mess with him.

Koga gets bright red and covers his eyes with his hands, to stop being tempted by your body.

"But, don't we have a repetition soon? And aren't the twins gonna pull up any second now?"

"What if they do? Remember, you locked the door so we couldn't be disturbed."

You take his hand into yours and kiss his cheek.

"Come here," you invite him for a hug as you spread your arms.

"Hmpf!"

He falls into your arms.

Looks like you two aren't done with your rehearsal.

I left Y/N's instrument up to interpretation to leave more room for immersion.

Also,

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LOOK WHO IS BACK BABYYY 👤‼️❗️❗️❗️

HOLY MOTHERF- AKSHEUGUAAAHHH

I missed writing fr fr fr fr 👤🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣👤💔

I started writing this one like 3 days ago out of nowhere. My 2 drafts (Mama, Leo) have been eating dust for months now helppp 👤🧹💨

Sorry I couldn't feed yall starving fellow enstarries down bad, here is your food. 👤🥪🌮🌯🌭

I hope you missed me cause I missed yall 👤👥️

Signing off, enstarriedownbad 👤❤️‍🔥

[aleksa-sims]

RL Story

Now we were finally at N.’s Mom's. I couldn't wait to see, what a surprise N. got for me? He told me a bit about it 2 weeks ago, when we were visiting his Mom at her new place. Anyway, today I’ll find out what N. has planned for me.

As we came into the house his Mom was totally surprised, that we showed up there today.

N.'s Mom: Hey guys! What-... are you doing here? 😧

Nico: I wanna show her what you and I..... prepared for her.

N.'s Mom: But it's not finneshed yet N.! I told you I’d call you as soon as I was done.

Nico: Chill, Ma! I almost finished it the other day . So, it's ok! She's gonna love it.

N's Mom: All right. I hope you like it A.!..... I’m really looking forward to the Baby. And you and N. are always welcome here.

Me: I think I know what you two... got for me. I can't wait to see it. 🤩 Um...yea, thank you for everything.

N.'s Mom: I just wish it was all done. But I promise you, in a week or so, it will look nice here.🙂

Me: It's all fine. I know you have a lot to do rn.

N.'s Mom: Yk, the move was not planned, otherwise your surprise would have been ready in time, for your birthday 2 weeks ago. This mess here, was a... surprise to me too. But it just had to be. 🤷‍♀️😕 Anyway, now go up and see what Nico got for you. 🫠

I knew it! This is exactly what I was hoping for! Now we have almost everything our Baby will need. Even though..... we’ll be homeless in a few weeks. 😬

Me: Wow, N., that's-...so cute and.... beautiful! 😍 W-when and how did you do that? 😳

Nico: How?.... Well, I put the cot together. I bought all this stuff when you were in the hospital. That one day, your Mom came to us. Actually, I wanted to show it to you long ago, but then Ma moved and... I didn’t know where we’d live with our Baby? That’s why I brought you here last week. I wanted to see, if you like this place?.. It’s not far away from your family. Ma offered to live here with you until our own apartment is finished. She chose the crib. I wasn't really sure, yk? All this baby stuff kind of.... overwhelmed me. But the stroller babe, was my choice!

Me: Yeah, I see it’s green, your fav color. Thank you N.! You did a great job.... Really, I didn’t think you could.... do this. 😳🥰

Me: You're amazing! You’re gonna be a great Dad. I'm so happy having a Baby with you. Honestly! ILY, sm..... And I’m so sorry about what I did with D., for deceiving you. 😞

Nico: Nothing happend, that's all that matters. Besides, I wasn’t any better. But anyway, don’t want to talk about it anymore.... So, what you think? Are we moving here for a few months?

Me: I promised you, I’d do whatever you wanted, but I wanna talk to your Mom first. I need to hear it from her, that this is okay for her & her partner.

Nico: She and your Mother talked about it. We’ll be at your parents house a lot, too, but-.... me & your Dad under the same roof??.. Idk if I’m gonna get along with him? That’s why we better move in here for now. Ok? 😬

Me: I can’t live without you. I can’t do this without your help anyway. As long as you’re by my side. 🥰

Nico: I’ll do anything for you, babe.... And our boy.

I couldn’t believe what he’s done for us & our Baby. It was so cute, but I wasn’t 100% sure, if I would be able to live here? Tbh I didn’t really have a choice anyway. However, I was looking forward to our new apartment and was so happy with him. Nevertheless, let’s see what his Mom and her spouse will say to me/us. I mean, they agreed and were happy, that Nico and I were moving in. Still, I had to talk to them about it first.

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Can't do it without you– Jeremy Swayman X Linus Ullmark

Warnings(?): angst, overthinker sway, hurt/comfort, trade talk, love confessions,

Jeremy felt horrible, he felt like he failed the team, he let that last goal in and it was his fault. So when that buzzer went off, he couldn't hold himself together any longer, tears rolled down his cheeks as he watched his team come onto the ice to comfort him and say goodbye and thank you to the fans until the next season.

Jeremy found Linus, he skated up to him slowly, he looked at him "I'm- I'm sorry I couldn't do it" he muttered dipping his head onto his shoulder. Linus frowned at Jeremy, he brought his gloved hand up to his head and patted his helmet

"you did everything you could sway, they were just the better team today" he whispered, watching at those sad brown eyes looked up at him through the helmet. He patted his back "come on, let's go get changed" he whispered.

Jeremy just followed like a sad puppy, he waved to the fans as he went off. Once in the locker room, he just sat in his stall. He didn't make a move to undress until Monty had came up to him and patted his shoulder, telling him he did a good job. Jeremy wanted to believe him but he just couldn't, not after tonight, he felt like he did last season. But this season wasn't last season, this season felt different, he felt some kind of other loss. It started when the trade deadline started to came up. When people who interviewed him asked about Linus and what he thinks about him possibly being traded.

He couldn't, he couldn't think of that, even if Linus said no to one of the trades. There was still so many teams that would be glad to take Linus in as their goalie but did anyone want him. Never, no one ever did. That through played on his mind alot and now it was playing on repeat as he stripped from his paddings and got ready to have a interview, he sighed. He hated this part, be just wanted to be left alone but no.

The interview went how he thought it would be. He could hear everytime he spoke, his voice broke, he let some more tears roll down his cheek but once it was over. He stuffing everything in his bag as he zipped it out, he was about to just walk out of the room without a word, he couldn't handle this anymore, he just needed to rest but before he could even get out the door, he way stopped by a hand wrapping around his waist and pulled him back, he turned to show it could be. He frowned when he saw Linus' concerned face looking at him

"jere, where you going?" He asked softly

"home" he muttered out a bit more angrily then he wanted to

"no you're not, tonight you're staying with me..I" he paused and looked at him "I know how you get and I can't let you best yourself up over this" be whispered

Sway stood there for a moment thinking about it "but, moa an-"

"moa doesn't care if you come over, Jere" he looked at him, his hand moved and cupped the back of his neck "so please?" He asked

Jeremy sighed, he couldn't say no when Linus is giving him these worried eyes, so he nodded "okay I'll over but please hurry, I wanna leave" he whispering.

Linus nodded as he packed up the rest of the his stuff and headed to Jeremy after saying his goodbyes. He looked at Jeremy softly as he placed his hand on his lower back and leads him down the hallway to the private locker room.

Jeremy just stayed silent, he didn't want to. He just didn't know what he wanted to say. He just looked at the floor but then the words

"please don't leave me.." came out his mouth, he didn't know why but he meant what he said, he didn't want Linus to leave him at all

Linus looked at him sadly "what?" He asked softly as he looked at him.

"don't leave me for a better team, or..or a better goalie partner" he whined at how pathetic he sounded saying this. He looked up at Linus' sad face looking back at his. He watched Linus drop his bag and pull him into a tight hug that he melted into. His arms going around him and let the tears leave his eyes sadly

"I never want to leave you Jere" Linus whispered into his ear as he pulled back and leaned his forehead on Jeremy's

Jeremy just hummed as he looked up into his eyes "but you could" he whispered

"never, I want you Jere, only you, only want to be on this team with you" he whispered as they shared a long look before Jeremy had leaned up slightly, pressing his lips against Linus'. It taken a couple of seconds before Linus to kiss back but when he did, he cupped Jeremy's cheeks, letting their lips just connect them for a couple of moments.

They both didn't know how long they were there but they both pulled away quickly when they heard a door shut near by. They soon looked at each other and laughed at their reaction. Jeremy felt lighter, he felt better after kissing Linus. Maybe that's all he needed this whole time, he just needed Linus, that's it.

Linus had smiled as he wiped the tear stains off his cheek "I'm in love with you Jeremy Swayman.." he whispered

"I'm in love with you to, Linus Ullmark" he let out a giggle as he kept him close, his hands resting on his hips. They just couldn't help but share another couple of kisses as they stood there.

"I'll never leave you even if I'm on another team, I'm going to be here, I'll always be with you" Linus whispered "you're my one" he added, watching Jeremy blush a shade of pink

"you're my one as well Linus" he hugged him again until Linus patted his back and pulled away grabbing his bag

"let's go home yeah?" Linus spoke softly

"yeah let's" Jeremy whispered as they made their way to Linus' car. They had sat in silence on the way to Linus' but neither minded this silence. Linus had just hummed to himself, he focused on the road but his hand moved to Jeremy's thigh, taking his hand into his and held it gently.

Jeremy smiled at the feeling, it was nice knowing he had Linus share the same feelings but then he started thinking about Moa, he panicked and turned to Linus

"Linus, moa, does she– does she know?" He asked, watching Linus nod calmly

"she does, yes, she knows about my feelings and everything, we're still going to be together, we love each other but I also love you, she loves you as well, maybe not in the way I love you but she does" he whispered and glanced at him "she knows I promise" he moved Jeremy's hand to his lips and kissed it gently.

Jeremy melted back into his seat, feeling better knowing that "good, I didn't want to be a homewrecker" he laughed softly, making Linus laugh as well

"nah, you couldn't be" he smirked at him as he soon pulled into the drive way of his house. He turned the car off and got out with Jeremy. They made their way inside, Jeremy kicked his shoes off, dropped his bag beside Linus' and walked to the living room and smiled at moa asleep on the couch, he looked at Linus

"someone got sleepy" Jeremy giggled quietly and Linus just smiled as he walked over kissing her head before placing a blanket over her "she'll be okay" he whispered and looked at Jeremy who watched in awe. Linus went over kissing him gently. He had kissed back.

"mm we should go to bed ourselves" Linus muttered again his lips as he kept kissing Jeremy, who giggled against his "mm yeah we should" they both kept sharing kisses before they focused themselves away from each other. They giggled before Jeremy hummed "could I use your shower before he sleep?" He asked.

Linus smiled nodding "always, go for it. I'll lay some clothes out for you" he kissed his cheek as he went to his room, grabbing clothes that would fit him. he sat them on the edge of the bed. He listened to Jeremy start running the shower, he smiled as he stripped down from his own clothes and changed into something for comfortable before laying back in bed and scrolled on Instagram for a bit

Jeremy ended up having a warm shower, he felt his bones relax under the spray, it felt so good. He didn't worry about anything, not about the loss, not about Linus possibly leaving, his mind was just clear and calm. It felt good. It was only a couple of minutes later when he stepped out, grabbing a towel and dried his hair the best he could before wrapping the towel around his waist and went into Linus' room, smiling at him looking all comfy.

Linus looked up when he heard Jeremy "hurry up and get dressed, I'm cold" he laughed placing his phone down.

Jeremy laughed with him "yeah yeah, I'm getting there" he dropped his towel and got dressed and climbed into bed after putting the towel in hamper. Once in the bed, he curled up to Linus, feeling his cold body against his. He liked this, he could get use to it.

It wasn't long before both just dozed off after muttering sweet i love you's to each other

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Took me longer then I wanted it to 😭 just a little sad Swaymark but it's okay, they'll live happily ever after (please don't trade either of them)

[mixtape-racha]

never be | bang chan

☆ part 1/8 of the 5 seconds of stray kids series ☆

words: 1.31k // warnings: slightly suggestive

“we should run away. start a new life away from this black-and-white town.”

the first time chan had suggested such a thing, you were curled up together in his bed, soft music playing in the background - but you never would've thought he was serious.

packing up the last box of belongings, you got a bit emotional looking at the blank slate that once was your childhood bedroom. it was crazy to think that in a few hours, you’d be on your  way to your new home in a whole new city, hand-in-hand with your boyfriend. leaving the home you’d been in for the past 24 years was scary, but you genuinely couldn’t fathom anything better than being in your forever home with the love of your life.

you’d purposely arranged for chan, with the movers and moving van in tow, to come and collect your stuff while your parents were at work - you couldn’t bear to see them cry over it, and they definitely would; watching your only child leave home would do that to anyone. honestly, for a while your dad tried to talk you out of leaving. while he truly adored and approved of chan, he was so fiercely protective of you that you weren’t sure if he’d ever been fully comfortable with your moving out.

but regardless, you’d both saved and you’d worked multiple jobs all while going through college to get yourself to this point. you and chan had found the perfect two-bedroom apartment in daejeon and snatched it up the second you could. rent wasn’t going to be the cheapest you could’ve found, but you had both secured full-time jobs in the city, and now you both had degrees moving up in the industries of your careers would be easier. the apartment was gorgeous, and having a guest bedroom was perfect - you could have friends stay over, and maybe eventually it could be turned into a nursery for your future children (though that wasn’t in your immediate plans).

from the second a red-faced chan had asked you to be his girlfriend in the cafeteria in ninth grade, you knew you had bagged a keeper. he had always been so sweet and attentive to you, and you were thrilled to share so many firsts with him. first boyfriend, first date, first kiss, first time. now your first home could be added to the list. he truly was perfect in every sense of the word. you both went to a local college after high-school, so you didn’t have to travel and commit to long-distance which, in all honesty, you were thankful for. you loved chan, but long-distance may have been too hard for you to cope, after having him by your side for so many years.

while leaving your childhood city would be strange, you both knew it was time. it held so much comfort, and so many wonderful memories for you both, and would always be special to you. but, on the other hand, you knew that if you didn’t leave now, you would be stuck there forever. you adored your little black and white town, but venturing to the big city seemed only natural for the pair of you.

you indulged yourself a little longer, sat on your bedroom floor and reminiscing on everything you had experience in your childhood home. from the day you were born it had been your home, and although you would always be welcome by your parents to use it as a guest room when you visited, you couldn’t help the melancholy feeling in your bones.

before long, you heard a beep outside before a ding on your phone, quickly checking it to see that chan had arrived. smiling widely, you stood up, not even noticing you had been crying until you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. you quickly wiped your eyes before rushing down the stairs and flinging the front door open, to be greeted with your love. chan was stood with a massive grin on his face, almost giddy from the excitement of moving in with you.

“hi, baby.” he breathed, pulling you in for a tight hug. “you ready to get this show on the road?”

“so ready, my love. forever and ever with you.” you grinned, linking your pinky with his own.

it was something that happened once, chan making you swear to look after him forever and ever with a pinkie promise after he came down really sick with the freshers’ flu a few weeks into your freshman year of college. from then, it just kind of became your thing. linked pinkies at any opportunity. ‘forever and ever’ being practically interchangeable with ‘i love you’. having a little quirk or tradition to call your own was nice, but then again, when it came to chan you were pretty biased.

you were both luckily able to stay out of the way while the movers filled the truck with your belongings, along with chan’s which were already there. you had found a relatively cheap couch and bed frame along with a mattress on a selling site, which had already been moved to the apartment the day before to save space in the moving truck. you had opted to keep your key to your parents’ house (with their permission) in the event of you coming to visit them, so once the truck was packed, you grabbed your handbag and locked the door to your childhood home, a wave of both relief and sorrow washing over you before you hopped into chan’s car to begin the journey to your forever.

the drive was nice - the roads were relatively clear and quiet, yours and chan’s playlist blaring from his car speakers as you watched the streets of your childhood town pass you by. chan was quite quiet during the drive too, you noticed half way through the journey - but he quickly assured you he was okay, just embracing the idea of starting adult life with you in your own home. you grasped onto his hand over the center console, having him close giving your body a shock to rid itself of the anxiety, instead filling you with an anxious adrenaline and excitement.

the next few hours flew by in a flash - the apartment having boxes scattered everywhere and tear-filled phone calls to your parents and all your friends. you both had a week before you started your jobs, purely so you could unpack and settle into your home, so you allowed yourselves to have a night to relax. chan ordered in takeaway, talking to the restaurant on the phone as you loaded up a movie on your laptop, not yet having sorted your tv and only just managing to get the wifi working.

you were surprised with how fast the food was delivered, barely halfway into the first movie of the night when a knock on the door rung out through the apartment. cha, of course, had refused to let you get up from your blanket cocoon on the couch, jogging over to the door with a smile and returning with his arms full of warm and delicious food for you to indulge in during the night. you couldn’t help but smile as you watched him dart around, digging through a box for cutlery. he just looked so perfect - grey sweatpants, and a tank top adorning his figure, his hair all ruffled up from your previous makeout session on the couch (he insisted that you had to ‘christen’ the couch on your first night in the apartment). he truly was a beautiful sight, and if this wasn’t what heaven looked like then you didn’t want to end up there.

the pair of you shared many giggles as you ate your food, various movies playing simply as background noise, reveling in the fact that you’d done it. you’d made it. you were in your forever home, with your forever love, starting your happily ever after. it was overwhelming, and exciting, and beautiful, and you weren’t sure anything could get better in that moment.

after all, you’d never be as young as you are now.

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please write more haechan smut 🙏

Response: did you really enjoy that haechan smut pookie? as i stated before, i am not a hyuck girl, so i hope that i am doing a good job in writing for him. anywho, i hope that you all enjoy this.

Private Lovers

Highschool Haechan! x Highschool Black Fem Reader!

(A/N: Can you believe we are actually using protection this time? I can’t either.)

Warning: Smut! Swearing! Arguing!

Summary: You and Hyuck have been together for a hot minute, like five months, but no one knows. It’s not because of school social groups or anything. You two hang with the same group of people. You two would just rather not have other people in your business. people can be rude and judgmental. But one day at school, this girl that you particularly disliked starts talking to Hyuck and you see how close they got. You didn't like it. Not one bit.

You slowly walked out of Chemistry and headed to your locker. You hate your next class. You sigh as you replace your Chemistry textbook with your Calculus textbook. Your best friend, Gia, comes up to you. 

“Hey Y/N. Are you ready to see your grade on the Calculus test?” She asks you. “No, Gi. I’m not.” You sigh and lean on your locker. 

Gia, opposite from you, loves Calculus. She offers that every time you slightly pass your test could she tutor you, but you politely decline. You’re still an A student, so you don’t care about the class too much. However, you think this test probably fucked that A you had up. It was super hard, but instead of studying and getting Gia to help you, you want to hang out with your boyfriend, Hyuck, and do … dirty things. 

So when you walked into Calculus and saw your paper flipped over, you already knew the deal. You face palmed grabbed the paper and flipped it over. You damn near faint when you see that 54 in a circle with red ink. Luckily, Gia is there to catch you if you were to fall, but when she saw your grade she almost fell out too. 

“It’s okay, Y/N. We got a few more tests before the final.” Gia says, trying to cheer you up, but the feeling you had wasn’t so great and it was hard to shake off. “Hey, I’ll even tutor if you’re okay with it.” She says making you smile. “Yeah. I’m definitely taking that tutor session.”

You two laugh and you learn some new things in Calculus. You make sure you have your notes in order, so you can try to teach yourself as well as learn from Gia. After all that, you were extremely tired. Your hand was cramping trying to write all the notes in and to make matters worse, your Calculus teacher gave you HOMEWORK. As soon as the bell rings, you’re the first thing out the door. You put your Calculus book into your bookbag and head back to your locker to get your History book.

“Aw, look at Hyuck with Jasmine.” Gia says, “As much as I hate the girl, Hyuck and her look so cute together.” She adds in.

You look at them together. Jasmine was playing in Hyuck’s hair and playing with his adorable moles. He didn’t flinch. He didn’t tell her to move. He just let her do it like you weren’t his girlfriend. 

“No, they wouldn’t.” Your voice cracked as soon as that new attitude came in. “He would look better with someone.” You roll your eyes at the statement. She just laughs, “It’s just because you don’t like her. I don’t blame you though. I don’t like the hoe either. But you can’t deny the truth.” She smiles at them. 

Jasmine starts giggling at something Hyuck says and she touches his nose. You slam your locker close and head to your History class without saying goodbye to Gia. History was your favorite subject, but between failing your test and your boyfriend being that close with that ska-girl Jasmine, you honestly just wanted to go home. So when there were five minutes left in class. You excuse yourself to the bathroom. The teacher just tells you to take your stuff with you. You just rush out the door, go to your car and drive home. You usually would meet up with Hyuck, but he pissed you off so bad, you didn’t even reply to his text messages. 

As soon as you arrive home, you go into your room and start your Calculus homework. You put on your hype playlist and blast it. You honestly didn’t care if it was too loud, you just wanted to block out the world as you did your work. Your homework was pretty easy to follow with the notes, so you finished pretty quickly and looked at your phone. You had messages from Gia and Hyuck.

You roll your eyes at Hyuck’s messages and reply back to Gia:

“hey, gia. i’m not upset at you for saying that. i’m so sorry i stormed off on you like that.”

You two text for a moment and then you tell her you’re about to shower and to give you a few minutes. You go shower, lotion up, and put on this. Your tummy growls and you start looking around for food in the fridge. There’s a fruit plate with a note from your mom.

“Hey Stinkabutt. I got your favorite fruits and there is some cheese if you want to feel like the boujee child of mine you are. I love you. I’ll be home in the morning. I have to work double. P.S. If you get hungry, just call me and I’ll bring you something to eat.” 

You smile. You don’t have to worry about your mom getting off tonight asking you about how your day was because you honestly don’t want to utter anything about today to anyone. Including your mom, who would completely flip out about the 54 on your test. So you decided to rest. You head to your room, eat your fruit plate, and drink some water.

Around four something, there’s a knock on the front door. You groan. “Who the fuck is the door?” You thought to yourself. Slowly trudging down the stairs, you eventually make it to the door. 

“Who is it?” You ask. “It’s me.” The voice says. You roll your eyes. The voice sounds too familiar for you not to know that it’s Hyuck on the other side of the door. “Why are you here?” You say coldly, as you open the door. “Because it’s four-thirty and my girlfriend still hasn’t talked to me. I texted you at two-fifty five.” You shrug, “And?” Hyuck is upset by your cold responses to him. “Y/N, can I at least come in?”

You look at him like he’s crazy. You didn’t want to talk to him let alone sit in the same room as him. You let him in anyway and the two of you sit on the couch. Just not talking. Or you just avoiding Hyuck’s question: “Are you mad at me?” The more he asked the question, the more your facial expressions were getting more intense.

Eventually, you just blow up, “Yes. Yes, Hyuck! I am mad at you. Because you want to be all up in other bitches faces and let them touch your face.” He looks at you confused, “Who was in my face today?” You look at him, “Jasmine.” Then he sits there and looks at you like you’re stupid. “You know I wouldn’t fuck with Jasmine. She likes everyone at the school.” He says. “I don’t know. You surely let the bitch touch your moles and touch your nose. She was ALL up on you and you didn’t move. You didn’t tell her to move. You didn’t say “Please do not touch your hair.” No, you just let the bitch do it.” He shakes his head, “You’re being childish.”

You look at Hyuck in disbelief. How are you being childish? This is seriously something to be mad about. Hyuck is too friendly and thinks every interaction with a girl is so innocent, so you just start being quiet to avoid getting mad at him even more. 

“Can you just please get out of my house?” You attempt to say in a calm voice. “I don’t even want to talk to you anymore.” You sigh and stand up to walk him out of your house. “No. We’re going to talk this shit out.” He looks at you and pulls you onto his lap and wraps his arms around your waist. He starts rocking you. It soothes you a bit.

“Now, Y/N tell me what’s wrong?” He asks you. “I told you, you were too close to Jasmine.” You close your eyes and sigh. “You didn’t even check on me after Calculus like you usually do. You were instantly in Jasmine's face as soon as it ended. And I failed my test. I made a 54. My grade dropped. Now, I have to really pay attention in that class.” Hyuck frowns, “Oh. I’m so sorry baby.” He says pecking your neck. “Then, Gia said that you and Jasmine would be a cute couple, but you’re already MY boyfriend.” You finally decompress into Hyuck’s body. “Today was just ass and tiring.”

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Hyuck decided to make your day better, divide your legs apart, and start eating you out. His face was completely covered in your juices. You arch your lower half up on his face. “Yes, yes. Hyuck!” You moan out. He looks up at you and slides a finger up and down your clit before he puts it inside you. You down at him as he begins pumping faster, “You like that, baby girl?” He asks you. “Oou, yes! Yess, Hyuck.” You moan out. He adds another and starts sucking on your clit. You gasp throw your head back and look at the ceiling. He pulls your lower half up closer to his face and starts gripping your thighs. “Fuck! Fuck! Baby, I’m going to cum.” 

Hyuck smiles as he continues his job. You cum in his mouth and slowly lower your body back on the bed. You close your eyes and try to regain normal thoughts in your head. As you are coming down from your climax, Hyuck has been putting on a condom, and the whole time you didn’t know. He rubs your clit with his thumb, getting you even wetter. You bite your lips and smile. “What are you doing, Hyuck?” You ask him with your eyes still closed. “Just relax baby.” He smiles and kisses you.

As he’s kissing you, he gently slides his dick into your pussy making you moan into the kiss. He didn’t put all of it in you. Instead, he was giving you slow strokes inch by inch. With every inch, he speeds it up. You wrap your arms around him and kiss him again to keep from moaning too much, but he shakes his head, “Baby, let me hear my pretty little slut.” He says as he goes deeper inside of you. “Ouu shit! Fuck, baby.”

By the time it was fully in, your legs were shaking and you were clawing his back up with your nails. Tears were streaming down your face and you couldn’t form a full sentence because you’d lost all sense. “Mm, is my little slut okay?” He asks you with a cheeky smirk on his face. You moan, “Yess! Yess!” You grip deeper in his back. Hyuck begins to rub on your clit. You start clenching around him. The closer you get to your climax, the more your walls tighten around him. “Baby, baby, I’m coming again. I’m coming again.” Hyuck smirks at you, “Nah, I need my pretty slut to cum when I cum.” 

You look up at him and you start whining and begging for him to let you cum. “Please, Hyuck. Let me cum now. Please please.” You see that he loves hearing you begging, but he doesn’t care. He wants you to hold it until he cum. “Oouuu, fuck fuck fuck!” You moan out and cover your face as you start shaking intensely trying to hold it. He smiles, “You’re such a good girl, mamas.” He uncovers your face, “Don’t hide that pretty little face from me. You are so sexy, folding for this dick.” 

Hyuck bends down and kisses your neck. You begin to have an intense tingling sensation as he hits your spot one good time. “Hyuck, shit. Right there. Right there.” He hits it again slowly yet so hard. “Right there, baby?” He teases you. “Yes! Yes baby, right there.” You damn near cry out. He starts abusing that spot. “Mm, shit. Baby, do you forgive me for my actions today?” Hyuck groans in your ear. You refuse to answer him, so he gives long slow strokes that have a whole lot of power behind them, “I said do you forgive me for my actions today.” He repeats and wraps his hand around your neck. “Yes, Hyuck. Yes. I forgive you.” You whine out, loving every moment of this. He resumes abusing your spot. 

As you were clenching around him, you felt his member throbbing. “Mm, Y/N. Cum with me.” He groans in your ear. “Cum on my dick, baby girl.” His words sent a shiver down your spine. You start shaking intensely and scream a bit as you let go of your cum and he cums as well. 

He lays on top of you for a moment with his dick still in you. His nut was just as intense as yours. A few moments later, he pulls out and lays beside you, and looks at you. You look back at him and smile. He smiles at you.

“I know sex isn’t really a way to make up things, but I just wanted you to relax and get things off your mind. But I promise you don’t have to worry about me and any other that is not Y/N Y/L/N. Cause I’m so in love with you. I don’t want anyone else. Just you.” You smile and kiss his cheek. “And with a pussy like that, you definitely ain’t gotta worry about me leaving you.” He jokingly says. You playfully hit his arm. “Hyuck!” He laughs, “I’m joking but I’m for real.” 

The two of you take a shower, get dressed, and watch movies together. You call your mom and you get her to order you guys a pizza. One side had pineapples on it for Hyuck and a regular pepperoni pizza for you on the other side.

[loislane41319]

Fear.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x reader

Wordcount: 3094

Summary: The first time Dean sees you scared.

Warnings: Typical Supernatural stuff. Vampires, beheading vampires, death, deep feelings of guilt, loss of loved ones.

Note: I'm sorry it's been so long since I've posted anything. All three of my best friends recently moved away and I've been going to therapy for, among other things, ADHD.

Last week I had my last therapie session and, while I wrote this a few weeks ago, today I finally finished editing it!

Thank you so much for waiting for me and I really hope you'll enjoy this.

For those who'd like something less violent I am working on a dad!Spencer Reid story. I don't know when I'll post that though.

Story:

Fear is a funny thing. It can just appear out of nowhere or it can sneak up on you, like some virus that you’re not aware of until after it’s caused an infection. Fear is a feeling, but unlike happiness or anger it always comes with a bodily reaction. Depending on the situation and the person, the body can react to fear in different ways. For instance, when you come eye to eye with a tiger, you might feel your chest start to tighten. This means your muscles are getting ready to take action, possibly in the form of fighting or in the form of running away. Others might start to sweat excessively, so that their bodies will stay cool while running and then there’s the kind of person who will drop to the ground and play dead. Now, when encountering a tiger the latter method is useless, because tigers will sneak up on you and attack from behind. However when you encounter a female bear protecting her cubs, pretending to be dead is exactly the way to go.

Now, these reactions stem from a long time ago when humans regularly came in contact with wild animals, because we lived amongst them and they were a source of food. Nowadays however, we might react to having a job interview or giving a presentation in the same way our ancestors would while encountering a sabre-toothed tiger. That is, unless your job is to hunt ghosts, demons or other supernatural beings.

Of course, these hunters are humans so they know fear. Probably even better than normal folk. The thing about hunters is that, while they are afraid, they don’t show it. They can’t, otherwise whatever creature they’re hunting will gain the upper hand. So, while learning what monsters are out there and how to beat them, a hunter will learn how to handle their fear. They’ll learn to keep their breathing under control, so they won’t start hyperventilating and panic, but they’ll be able to keep thinking clearly. They learn to think on their feet, so that, even when a creature does gain the upper hand, they can turn the tables just as fast. And most of all, they learn that being scared is okay, because their own fear won’t kill them, but whatever creature they’re facing might.

You are one of those hunters. You’ve been hunting for almost two decades and you’re good at it. You were also a mystery. You had some impressive kills to your name and so other hunters starting talking about you, but no one actually knew you. Rumours were spread and you were made out to be some kind of superhuman. Eventually, the word most used to describe you, was fearless.

The rumours eventually also reached the Winchesters. Dean was not only impressed, but intrigued by the stories he heard and his desire to meet you kept growing the more he heard about you. Sam however, had his doubts about the rumours floating around and would rather focus on facts.

Dean was granted his wish though. Four months ago you met the brothers while working the same case. You got along well and after working together and solving the case you worked together more and more.

While drinking a beer on the hood of his car, you even opened up to Dean about losing your mother as a child and since he went through something similar, you two became very close. Bit by bit you pulled away the veil that you had draped over your past. You shared stories about your family , your pain, but not your fear. Never your fear. To you, fear was something you couldn’t allow yourself to feel. Instead of learning to deal with it, you had taught yourself to bury it, deep down inside of you where no one, not even you, could get to it. And it worked. You killed vampires, ghosts, werewolves and demons all on your own. It didn’t even matter how many there were, you would always get the job done. Until one fateful night.

You and the Winchesters were working a case that involved multiple bodies, found with bite marks and without blood. The culprit was a vampire. That you knew almost instantly. What you didn’t know however, was how many there were or where they were held up. After the third victim was found, you realised all the bodies were left around an old abandoned factory and you decided to investigate.

Ever since you entered the town though, the hairs on the back of your neck had stood up straight. Why? You didn’t know. You just felt like something was off, but since you had no idea what, you shrugged it off and focused on the job you had to do.

The second you found yourself at the factory though, your heart started banging in your chest, harder than it ever had. But, as always, you shoved the feeling down and kept going. There were three buildings in the area and you decided to clear them together, one by one. The first building was empty. When you thought you had cleared the second building, suddenly you were pushed to the ground. You managed to catch yourself, but as your hands hit the ground, an image flashed through your brain. You saw your hands on the exact same floor except everything was covered in blood. What was going on? Within a second you were back to reality, without any idea what had just happened. Your skin was now clammy, your breathing heavy and you were sweating profusely. “Y/N, you okay?” You heard Dean ask. You got up and after turning around you noticed a beheaded body and blood dripping off of Sam’s machete. It was a vampire that had pushed you down. “Yeah, I’m fine. Let’s get to the last building.” You answered and all three of you kept going.

You walked over to the third building and stood next to Dean as Sam opened the door. Before entering, you swallowed hard, trying to calm yourself down. For a split second, you wondered if you should let Sam and Dean handle this building without you, but you immediately threw that thought out of the window. How could you even think about leaving your friends just when things got difficult?

The second you entered the factory hall, you felt like you had walked into a wall. You staggered backwards, slamming your back into the wall behind you as your brain was flooded with images of this very hall covered in blood and remains. Suddenly you heard your brother. He was screaming, vampires were growling and suddenly you were on the ground and the blood was gone. The next second you could see Sam and Dean fighting some vamps, but you couldn’t tell what was real anymore. You saw a vampire coming straight at you, but you weren’t sure if it was really there, so you had no idea what to do. You pressed yourself against the wall, pulling your knees against your chest. In an attempt to make everything stop, you covered your ears and closed your eyes, hiding your face between your knees.

As the last vampire’s head hit the floor, Dean started looking for you and Sam. He found his brother first, standing over another dead vampire a few feet away. “You okay?” Sam asked. “Yeah” Dean answered and he was about to ask where you were when he heard you whimpering. “No, no, no. Go away, leave me alone.” You mumbled. For a second Dean wasn’t sure if you were actually you. You were hyperventilating, tears were streaming down your face and you looked so small Dean could barely recognise the strong, powerful woman he had gotten to know in the last few months. Both brothers ran toward you and knelt down next to you. “Hey, Y/N? It’s Dean. It’s safe now. Nothing’s gonna hurt you. Can you open your eyes for me?” Dean softly asked. Somehow, through all the screaming and the blood and the violence in your head Dean’s voice was crystal clear. Like a light in the darkest night you tried your best to focus on his voice and you let him guide you back to reality. “Dean?” You managed to get out through sort breaths. “Yeah, Y/N, it’s me. It’s okay. Try to breathe.” He told you. You slowly looked up at him and while everything outside of you was calm and quiet, your body was still a complete chaos on the inside. “I-I can’t.” You told Dean as your right hand found your heart. “Yes you can. Here.” Dean said. He took your hand from your heart and placed it over his own. “Try to match my breathing. You can do this, I know you can.” He told you and you tried your best, but your erratic breathing didn’t change. Dean looked at his brother, wordlessly asking him for help. Sam held his hands up, wordlessly telling his brother he didn’t know how. Dean looked back to you. His heart broke seeing you like this and it hurt so much more because he couldn’t help you. He racked his brain, trying to think of anything that might help you. 

Suddenly, an idea popped into this head. It may have been the most ridiculous, dumb idea he ever had, but he had to help you and there was nothing else he could think of. Still holding your hand over his heart, Dean laid his other hand in your neck and pressed his lips against yours. 

In the last for months Dean had loved getting to know you. He deeply enjoyed hanging out with you and felt honoured every time you told him something about yourself you hadn’t told anyone else. He had wanted to ask you out for two months now, but had never found the courage to do that. About a week ago you were working on another case. You had found changelings and after killing the mother, one of the human kids didn’t want to leave their cage. It was a little, four-year-old girl and Dean couldn’t help but stare at you as you talked to her. “I know you’re scared and your mommy isn’t here right now, but I can take you to her.” You told her. “But there are scary people out there.” The little girl whispered. “I know, but I will be with you the whole way, so I can protect you, okay?” You asked her. “Even from him?” She whispered back, pointing at Dean. A small smile appeared on your face. “I know he seems scary, but that’s my friend Dean. He won’t hurt you, I promise.” You told her and as you took the girl into your arms, Dean realised he didn’t just like you. He was falling in love with you.

As he let you go, you could finally take a deep breath in. You took a few moments to steady your breathing and then you noticed the two faces staring questioningly at you. “Y/N, what happened?” Sam asked you. “Not here. I gotta get out of here first.” You told the brothers, shaking your head. They nodded and the three of you got up and left.

About an hour later, you were back at the motel. You and Dean had both taken showers and Sammy had gotten the dinner you were now enjoying. You made smalltalk for a few minutes, until Sam decided to address the elephant in the room. “Y/N, can you please tell us what happened? I mean, in the months that we’ve known you we’ve seen you kill all kinds of creatures, including vampires, without braking a sweat and tonight you had a full blown panic attack. Do you even know what caused it?” He asked. You softly sighed and nodded, knowing you could get around it any longer. “I grew up in a family of hunters. As you know, my mom died when I was little and so my dad and my brother started hunting together, leaving me at whatever seedy motel room we were staying in. One day, when I was fifteen, I decided I was old enough to join them. They didn’t agree, so I figured I’d prove it to them. They were after a vampire and I had overheard them talking about where they thought it would be that night. A few hours later, I snuck out and went there. The vampire was held up somewhere in an old factory. Three buildings and lots of ground to cover.”

“The place we were tonight.” Sam filled in. You nodded. “Yeah. I noticed the lights were on in the third building, so I went in. I found my dad and brother inside and it turned out there wasn’t just one vampire. There were five of them. The moment one of them noticed me, I screamed. It ran straight at me, but my brother managed to kill it in time. 

My dad however, had gotten distracted by my scream, giving another vamp enough time to stab him. My brother yelled at me to run, but there were still three vamps left. I did what he told me and waited for him outside, but he never came out. He was barely eighteen. He saved my life twice in one night and had to make up for it with his own.” You felt a tear slide down your face and fell quiet. “And all of that happened in the building we were in tonight?” Sam asked. You nodded. “I always felt like their deaths were my fault, because if I hadn’t screamed, they’d still be here. So I decided I couldn’t be scared anymore.” You admitted. “Y/N, I’m so sorry.” Sam told you. Dean took your hand, causing you look at him. “I’m so sorry about that, Y/N, but their deaths aren’t your fault, they’re the vamps fault and it’s okay to be scared. Everyone gets scared sometimes, you just can’t let that stop you.” He told you sincerely. “I mean, you’re sitting next to a guy who shits his pants every time the Plucky Pennywhistle’s commercial plays.” Dean added grinning. “Haha. Here’s an idea. Take Dean on a flight. He’ll scream like a little girl the whole way.” Sam bit back, got up and disappeared into the bathroom. 

The silence that followed was heavy. Dean cleared his throat and started gathering the fast-food wrappers that were all over the table. As he got up to throw them away, you decided you had to get something off of your chest. “Dean, how did you know kissing me would help me breathe?” You asked as you turned to him. He just shrugged. “Read it somewhere, I think.” He mumbled. “So, it was just that? Just a way to get me to take deeper breaths?” You asked, getting up and walking towards him. “Yeah, I was just trying to-“ You turned him towards you and softly pressed your lips against his, effectively cutting him off. He kissed you back, dropping the towel he was holding in the sink and wrapping his arm around your waist. One of your hands found its way into his hair, while the other intertwined both of your fingers. Then you pulled back. “I’m sorry, I did not mean to, I’d-“ You tried to walk away, but had somehow forgotten you were still holding Deans hand. “Not so fast. I have something to admit. I didn’t just kiss you to stop you from panicking. I didn’t know what to do and I wanted to kiss you before it was too late.” Dean said while walking closer to you. “Really?” You asked him. “Yeah. I’ve wanted to ask you out for months, but I was so scared of losing you that I kept chickening out. So, this is me, not letting my fear stop me. Y/N, will you go out with me? Because I think I’m falling for you.” You were so close, your foreheads and noses touched and you could feel Dean’s breath against your lips as he talked. You pressed another kiss to his lips and a smile appeared on his face. “Yes, I’ll go on a date with you. And Dean? I fell for you four months ago.” You told him. Dean kissed you again and then you finally let go of his hand. “We should get some sleep. I’ll see you in the morning.” You told him, trying not to laugh at the pout on his face.

The moment the door closed behind you, you felt cold. Part of you wanted to get back inside and stay with Dean until the morning and another part you was yelling at you because it’s just one night. You could be without him for that long, couldn’t you? So, you went to your own room and got ready for bed. Once in bed, though, you couldn’t sleep. You kept tossing and turning and for whatever reason you were freezing. After a few minutes, you decided enough was enough. You got out of bed and made your way back to Sam and Deans room. The light was still on and Sam was still in the shower. Dean was in bed flipping though channels. His hand disappeared under his pillow when the door opened, until he noticed it was you. “Hey, what’s up?” He asked and turned off the tv. “Hey, can I sleep here tonight?” You asked softly. Then you saw the most adorable thing you had seen in a while. Deans eyes started shining and his lips turned into the sweetest smile. “Come here.” He said. He held up a corner of the blanket and moved back as you crawled into bed next to him. The first moments were a little awkward as Dean was laying with his back toward the edge of the bed and you laid with your back towards him. He loosely laid an arm around your waist and waited to see how you’d react. You took his hand, intertwined your fingers and pulled it against your heart. Then you softly kissed Dean’s knuckles and the awkwardness melted away. Dean wrapped his other arm around you too and pulled you against his chest. “Goodnight, handsome.” You whispered. “Goodnight, sweetheart.” Dean whispered back and pressed a soft kiss to your shoulder. Not two minutes later you were both fast asleep when Sam came out of the bathroom. He immediately noticed you in his brothers bed and couldn’t help but smile. Finally.

[askbensolo]

Whew. What a couple of weeks.

I’m off Naboo now. Moved back in with my parents on Hosnian Prime. Had to de-Rey my room a little bit because Rey, the little hoarder, keeps on using my room as an extra closet.

I successfully moved in all my stuff at my parents’ yesterday. But I didn’t really have time to get settled, ‘cause today we flew straight to Kashyyyk for the holidays.

Uncle Luke doesn’t get here till closer to Life Day. I’ve been trying to think about what I’m gonna say to him and stuff, because I don’t think ignoring him all week is really an option. Especially since Mom wants me to start meeting with him once a week again, in the new year.

That’s another thing—and I knew this would happen—I feel like a little kid again. The way Mom keeps acting like, because I’m her son, I can randomly be put back under her care whenever—she still gets to make decisions for me—

But then…maybe I did prove I couldn’t make my own decisions.

…I don’t know.

All I know is, I’m trying not to let things get me down. I’m focused on just being a chill guy. Everything is changing—my living situation, my job situation, my social life—okay! Solid. Let’s goooo. Throw me around, galaxy. Shake me up in my little terrarium. I can take it.

Still working on my novel. It’s goin’. It’s coming together pretty well, actually. Not sure when I’m going to release it, but I’m confident it’ll be sometime next year.

Oh—here’s something you’ll be interested in:

I joined a dating app.

BUT. Let me be clear on this. Not to date. To find friends. There’s a setting you can put on your profile to say you’re interested in friendships only.

Because, I may have spent five years on Hosnian Prime—the longest I’ve lived on any planet—but…I don’t actually know anyone there. And, I have a little feeling that having friends on-world besides my family? Might just keep me sane.

…I never did figure out whether I would want to date again. (Yeah I did write “single and ready to mangle” into my bio but that was more to be funny than anything else.)

Fannie and I left things kind of open, in the end. We didn’t promise each other anything. But, she also said if we met up again later, and things worked out, and we were in a better place, she would be willing to give things another try.

I told her: okay, sister; but don’t save yourself for me. If some hunk comes your way and he’s everything you’ve ever wanted and he treats you well, don’t feel like you have to wait around.

And she said: I don’t think I could ever love anyone who wasn’t you, Ben, not matter how good for me he seemed.

And I told her: yeah, sweetheart, I know—that’s kinda what I’m afraid of.

…Anyway.

If you’re also traveling this week—safe travels! Happy Life Day! And, if being with your family is maybe a little bit rough for you—because believe me, I get that—just try to find somethin’ small every day you can take joy in. We got this, buddy.

Might post more this week, might not—we’ll see.

See ya ‘round!