#and my butt in the pj pants that make my butt look good

[theloveinc]

This is episode 328)49384028748 of I decide not to wear a bra out in public and get hit on

[southerntigress]

Fan Cam

I was front row at Motley Crue's show waiting for them to start when a light came on the stage and Nikki walked up to the mic.

" you guys ready to rock?" He yelled in the mic and everyone cheered loudly including me

"Well tonight we are doing things a little different we're going to be recording tonight's show but one of you guys will be helping record" he yelled and the crowd went crazy again

"Now which one of you crazy motherfuckers wanna join us" he said and again the crowd went even more insane

Nikki smiled and looked out into the crowd his eyes landed on me we made eye contact and he smirked " you right there" he said as he pointed at me "you look like a good time, what ya say wanna come get crazy with us?" He asked and I nodded

He leaned forward and reached out his hand and I put mine in his and pulled me on stage.

He looked me up and down and smiled " alright we are going to get set up and show this little vixen here how to work this camera we will be back in 10 to face fuck yall" he said and wrapped his arm around me as we headed into dark wings off stage.

He grabbed a camera and handed it to me " you know how to work one of these right?" "Of course I do I use them all the time at home" I said

Nikki raised his eyebrow and smirked at me "oh I bet you do" he winked

"Oh my God what? No not like that" I said and laughed

He just grinned at me and walked towards me put his hands on shoulders " well we are about to see how good you really are. You have free range of the stage feel free to move around and film any and everything including yourself" he said

"Awesome" I smiled

Just then someone came up to us and said it was show time I pushed the record button and followed nikki on stage. It was so awesome being able to get in on the action and interact with them.

Nikki kept flirting with me and durning 10 seconds to love he came up to me and  the camera and licked it and then pointed at me leaned around the camera and whispered in my ear your next wink and walked off.

Even Vince would mess with me durning girls girls girls he was dancing on me and pulling my hair and getting close to my face like he was gonna kiss me and Nikki noticed and came in between us and pushed him away he kissed me instead and then smacked my butt and winked. I was kinda freaking out after that but in a good way.

After the show  I was backstage putting the camera up I went to walk off when a security guy came up to me and said nikki wanted to see me he gave an envelope. I opened it and it said " Really enjoyed having you with us tonight on stage, now I want a little one on one time meet me in my room in an hour xo Nikki" I clutched the paper in my hand and opened it again staring at his room number. I made my way outside to my car and headed back to my room to freshen up before meeting Nikki again.

I looked at the note once again to make sure I'm wasn't dreaming and realized that Nikki was staying at the same hotel as me just a couple doors down. Oh well least I won't have from to go if things go wrong which I doubt they will. I head to the bathroom to get a shower when I'm done I get dressed deciding to stay casual. Barefaced and in my pjs I make my way to his room. I knock on his and he answers dressed just as casual as me except he is shirtless.

I stand there for a second frozen in place when he suddenly grabs me and brings me inside and as soon as the door shut he has me against it kissing me hard and rough hands roaming my body. He grabs my ass and presses himself against me even more I can feel him thru the thin material of his pj pants I moaned into the kiss as i grind my hips into his he groans and starts to grind back into me he bites my lip pulling back on it as he squeezes my ass harder. We finally break the kiss to catch our breath and look at each other

"Damn baby" he said smirking

" you started it" I grinned

"I did and I'm gonna finish it too" he said

"Then do it, after all you did make a promise" I smirked

"Oh and I'm gonna make good on that promise and then some" he smirked and then claimed my lips again

[spnshortcake]

Smutttttt post! ⚠️ MINORS DNI 18+ ⚠️

Request from my blurb follow party! Thanks @just-a-girl-who-wrytes for this request Can I request a smutty Deacon fic based on the prompts “your body was made for mine” and “you’re mine and I take care of what belongs to me.” ?! 😍 thank you! ❤️

a/n I don’t write smut often so I hope you enjoy!

Deacon and your relationship has always been great. From all the dates to everything you guys do in the bedroom. Tonight is one of those nights. Deacon just got off a long shift and a bad one at that. You have been worried watching the news hearing about the bomb that went off in the courthouse down town LA. Being a swats wife is got it’s ups and downs. But you wouldn’t change that for anything.

The lock on the door turned and opened as you see your husband come home and shut the door smiling at you. He has debris from the ash on his face and you run up to him. Kissing him. He lifts you up and you wrap your legs around his waist.

“I’ve missed you” he smiles looking at you placing his hands on your butt carrying you to the couch. Laying you down gently.

“I’ve missed you more I have been watching the news.” You say pulling at his collar of his black tshirt pulling him down kissing him again. You always love having him touch you. His hands where rough but they always satisfied you.

“Yeah it was a rough shift but I’m just Thakful I get to see your beautiful face especially in my favorite red silky pajamas.” He smirks at you playing with your buttons on your pj shirt.

“But you like them more off though” you smirk up at him biting your lip. You have never been this brave in a relationship before with anyone else. But deacon just brings that out in you. Makes the marriage more fun.

“Oh baby you have no idea.” He takes his shirt off showing his beautiful muscled chest and you love watching his hands go all over your body.

He leans down and kisses you moving down your neck.

“Mmm that’s my favorite spot” you whisper already feeling a pool inbetween your thighs. He finds your ear and says “it’s not mine but I’ll get there” your body shivers at his comment. He always knows what to say to keep you wanting more. He stands up looking at your unbuckling his belt taking it off his pants and grabbing your hands putting them above your head and wrapping his belt around them restricting them from going anywhere. He looks down at you and starts slowly unbuttoning your top one by one. You wished he would just rip it off.

“Stop going so slow de.” You moan out trying to get your hands out from his belt. He chuckles.

“Babe you know they more you move the more slow I’ll go and you and I both know you need me in a certain spot.” You nod not even forming any words.

His hands make there way down your tummy and then your hips. Gliding your pj bottoms down your soft long legs that he loves so much he notices your wearing his favorite black lace panties that he got for y’all’s 3 year anniversary.

“Oh wow baby I’m gonna love taking these off.” He kisses your ankles and going up your thighs.

“God your body was made for mine, it just responds so well to everything I do” he licks his lips kissing your sweet spot and hears you moan he smirks looking up at you. “Im gonna take really good care of you tonight.”

He pushes your panties to the side and kisses your center.

“David stop teasing me , I just want you so bad” you moan out looking down at him.

He just knows where to go and what to do to make your body shake.

David is always such a sweet guy but in the bedroom it’s like his dark side awakens.

“Oh do you now. Where do you want me” his little smirk always kills you.

“David I need you inside of me right now don’t make me beg” you whine already feeling your body throb with need.

“Oh hey sweetheart I love hearing you beg for me.” He smirks as he pulls out his dick and puts it at your entrance.

“I love taking care of you baby.” He slams in without any warning and you moan out trying to get out the belt but it’s no use.

“De that feels so good!” You scream out as he goes at a erratic speed and putting his hands on both your hips holding you there making you take every single inch.

“Oh god baby you just mold to me such a good little girl” he starts rubbing your clit as he keeps up his speed and you feel the feeling in your belly tightening.

“David IM GONNA CUM. Don’t stop” you screech put not even caring if the neighbors can hear you guys.

“Oh baby I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon.”

When he says that it just the icing on the cake and makes you go over the edge and you cum so hard.

“Oh I love how you feel clenching me as you cum baby girl.” He keeps getting sloppier snd you can feel his cum shoot all inside of you. He slows down and puts his forehead on yours and takes the belt off your hands and smiles at you still inside of you.

“That made my night so much better.” You giggle and say “that always make me feel better”

“I love you so much y/n” he says pulling out and giving you his shirt and you pull it over your body. He lifts you up bridal style taking you to you guys bedroom.

“Round two I told you I wasn’t planning on stopping any time soon.” He uses his foot to shut the door behind y’all as he throws you on the bed as you giggle.

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SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME FORVER TO GET OUT BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!! I don’t write smut to often so sorry if it is not good! But I just see deacon doing all this 😂 😉😝🫠🥵

Love,

Elizabeth

[everythingpresley]

Don't You Kiss Me Once or Twice - Chapter 1

Character/Fandom: Elvis - Elvis (2022)

Prompt: Jessica Anderson is Elvis Presley's assistant and after months of working together, slowly something sparks between them. Friendship? Or is it more? [ Fem!Reader ]

Rating: Explicit/Mature (NSFW, 18+), Slowburn

    ||     Word Count: 1,827

Masterlist

A/N: I'm not really sure about this story, hopefully you guys like it. Anyway, I wrote this with Elvis on my mind but you can also imagine Austin!Elvis as well.

Don't you kiss me once or twice - Chapter 1

1970

I was dead asleep when the bell from the hallway rang. I groggily opened my eyes and looked over at my alarm clock that was next to my head. The alarm clock read: 2:07AM.

Shit.

This was Elvis’ personal bell that he had placed in the hallway at Graceland for whenever he needed something from the house chef or maid but they were out of town so I guess the bell was for me. What did he want at 2 in the morning? I cursed as I quickly got out of bed when it rang again. I quickly headed into the bathroom to brush my teeth. I had worked with Elvis for the past six months as his personal assistant and it was no easy job. I honestly was in no mood to change into actual clothes, I kept my pjs on that consisted of shorts and a t-shirt. I grumbled walking up the steps that lead to the living room since my room was downstairs in the basement.

“Jess!” Elvis exclaimed, energetic as ever at 2 in the morning.

I rubbed my eye, walking into the kitchen “Morning.”

“Oh I’m sorry, were you asleep?” He asked from where he was leaning on the kitchen island, he was still dressed in his black dress pants and white button down, long sleeve shirt with the first two buttons open, showing a bit of his chest hair. His hair was still in place which meant he had just gotten back from the event he was at.

“It’s fine.” I replied.

His eyes swept over my body and landed on my bare legs, lingering for a second then found their way to up my eyes.

I raised my eyebrow, waiting for him to tell me what he needed.

He cleared his throat “Um could you make me that really good cheeseburger that you always make?” He smiled sheepishly. He's my boss I don’t know why he has to ask if I could do it.

I smiled and nodded, walking over to the fridge.

“Thank you. I’ll be in my room.” He said, pushing himself off of the kitchen counter and walking away.

I stretched, still feeling a bit hazy. I turned on the stove and placed the pan on top, waiting for the pan to slightly heat up before I threw in the butter and beef patty. Elvis always had vinyls in every room including the kitchen, I needed to really wake myself up I decided to turn it on. One of his albums was already on so I just kept it as is. I loved his music, getting to see him everyday on that stage is exhilarating and wonderful every time. You really never get bored from seeing him live.

Suspicious minds started playing.

I hummed as I threw in the burger patty on the pan.

“We can’t go on together, with suspicious minds” I sang softly, while swaying my butt to the beat.

I flipped the burger as it started getting brown while still singing and getting more into the song. I was full on dancing at this point and bopping my head up and down.

I turned around to get the bread from the counter behind me, I gasped and clutched my chest when I saw Elvis in his pjs with a smirk on his face leaning on the door frame of the kitchen.

“Fuck. Elvis, you scared me.” I huffed.

“Doll. You didn’t tell me you can move like that.” He bit his lower lip as his smirk spread to a full grin.

I rolled my eyes at the nickname and grabbed the buns off the counter turning to heat them up a bit on the skillet. As I dropped the buns to toast them I could feel the heat of a body, burning on my back.

“Who are you rollin’ your eyes at darlin’?” Elvis whispered. I could feel his breath on my ear, sending tingles down my spine. He was standing so close that if I were to take one teeny tiny step I would bump into him.

“The ghost that was behind you Mr.Presley.” I replied, biting back a smirk.

Elvis burst out laughing and moved away from behind me. He leaned on the counter behind me, crossing his arms over his chest.

I turned and placed the plate on the counter, right next to where Elvis was leaning.

“Have dinner with me.” He said.

“I already had dinner and it’s almost 3 in the morning.” I replied “Also we have a flight to Vegas tomorrow.”

“Yeah and you can have a lil nap on the flight.” He replied, picking up his burger and taking a bite.

Knowing him, I went over to the fridge and got him a cold bottle of Pepsi. He grinned and wiped his mouth with a tissue, grabbing the Pepsi from my hand.

He hummed softly “You know me so well doll.”

“I have to.” I chuckled “I am your assistant after all.”

“So you wouldn’t be interested to get to know me if you weren’t my assistant?” He narrowed his eyes.

“I didn’t say that Elvis.” I laughed and hopped to sit on the counter opposite of him.

“You’ve been working for me for the past what 6-7 months?”

“It feels like a decade though.” I joked.

He laughed again and shook his head “I didn’t know you were that hilarious darlin’”.

I shook my head, we were constantly around each other but we rarely had an occurrence where we were on our own. The house is usually very busy but today it was very quiet, I think half of the crew is already in Vegas.

“Anyway, I was goin’ to say you’ve worked with me for a while but I barely know much about you.”

“Well, what do you want to know?” I asked, tilting my head to the side. He gave me a half smile and tapped his chin, thinking.

“What made you decide you wanted to become an assistant?”

“Honestly?” I smiled sheepishly “I needed the money.”

“What did you do before?”

“I worked in a startup as an auditor. Boring, I know.”

“And that didn’t pay much?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.

“It did for me but then my sister didn’t end up getting a scholarship to college and I needed something that pays more.” I shrugged.

“You’re paying for your sister’s education?” His expression softened.

“Yeah.” I looked down at my feet “Well, you know my dad is retired and my mom was a stay at home mom, it kinda fell on me as the older sister to take care of things.” It was hard to have that kind of burden on a 26 year old just starting my career and having to change paths for the sake of money but I love my family and I would do anything for them.

Elvis had met my parents and siblings; my sister Ella (18) and brother Jack (22) a few times, they were big Elvis fans so I had to introduce them to him when we were in Vegas because we’re originally from California so it was an easy drive for them to pop over and say hello. Elvis though insisted they come back to Memphis with us and get a tour of Graceland when he found out that they were big fans, they stayed with us over the weekend and had the best time.

“You know, I could-“ he started to say before I interrupted him.

“Don’t even.” I pointed my finger at him “I’m not telling you this for sympathy or money. You asked and I answered honestly.”

He raised his arms in surrender “Fine doll.”

“How’s the burger?” I asked since he only had a bite.

He smiled and picked it again, taking another bite. He moaned loudly and dramatically which made me laugh.

He licked his lips and smirked while looking at me “Best damn cheeseburger. Lord have mercy!” He said and took another bite.

I shook my head at him with a huge grin on my face, it was an ordinary burger. He loved to exaggerate. But his compliment still made me blush slightly.

“You know, there’s a little burger joint in Vegas close to the International that has really good cheeseburger.” I told him.

“Really? Well then I have to try it when we get there.”

“I’m going to bed.” I said, jumping off the counter to land on my feet.

He pouted slightly looking at me with puppy dog eyes. God I wanted to punch him sometimes because how can a man be this attractive, it’s not fair.

“Come on, finish your burger. You need to sleep as well. Long day tomorrow. We have the flight and right after we land, you’re going straight to rehearsals then the evening show.”

He sighed and nodded “Let’s hope I can sleep.” He muttered.

“I can make you camomile tea, it really helps.” I said.

He shook his head “It’s fine Jess. Thank you.”

“Good night.” I said and started walking out of the kitchen.

“Nighty night.”

I dreaded going back to Vegas because it was way more hectic and tiring and I’m not even the one preforming. But what usually happened was that Elvis gets irritated very quickly when we’re on tour or in Vegas. The girls and the parties and the pills were too much. He’s way more relaxed and himself in Graceland or when he was recording. I usually disappear after the show, I don’t like partaking in what happens late at night. Sometimes Jerry would convince me to stay but I hated waking up late so I would usually opt out.

I could see Elvis starting to get frustrated during rehearsals and I knew it was a combination of lack of sleep and anxiousness of having to be on stage in a few hours. Elvis wanted to take a break but the Colonel insisted to keep going. I quickly left the hotel to walk down the strip and headed towards one of the little coffee shops that I discovered a while back. I always got him black coffee and a little cinnamon roll from here, he loved it. So I grabbed some for him and walked back to the hotel.

He was still on the stage but he was shaking his head.

“Okay, I think it’s time for a break.” I said loudly as I started walking up the stairs that lead to the stage. I waved the coffee and little bag that had the cinnamon roll to Elvis. I knew the Colonel was glaring daggers at the back of my head but I didn’t care.

He smiled and nodded “I agree.” He said loudly. Everyone looked grateful as they walked off the stage to either grab themselves water or food.

Elvis walked over to me and took the coffee cup from my hands, he sipped it slowly.

“Hmm. Thank you.” He smiled. 

[nut4shuri]

Could you do a Shuri x Reader where the reader is getting ready for Christmas (hanging up decorations or making sweets) and at the end of the night they they snuggle together and watch movies just enjoying each other’s presence

I also love your work and just wanted to put in a sugestión if you would like to do this one (sorry if it doesn’t make sense)

HOLIDAY HEART

🎄

Buying/Hanging Up Decorations/Baking🌹

"Oooo bae let's get this one its whiteee."

"Y/N i really have to get back to the lab-"

"Baby you where their all yesterday and most of today-"

"Because i have a lot of work."she said said dragging the k and groaning.

"I promise you can tomorrow,but you promised yesterday night today was our day."

"What are we doing-"

Shuri smiled then rolled her eyes making you chuckle,she had went on and on about how she had work in her lab that needed to be finished but you didn't let up. She was working herself to death and you weren't gonna stand by and watch.

Walking from your room you stood in the door way and watched Shuri whisper into her kemoye beads.

"I should've known" you said to yourself.

Shacking your head a little she jumped when she acknowledged your precense.

"Baby let me explain-"

"No,hand them over." You said sticking your hand out.

"Why,but baby-"

You looked at her rasing an eyebrown and tilting your head to the side.

She rolled her eyes scoffing and dropped the kemoye beads in your hand.

"Earrings too."

"But-" you glared at her.

She took them off placing them down in your hand before groaning.

"Im serious. You've been working too much lately,lets do some thing fun."

"Like what?"

"Christmas is around the corner,Let's Bake,Decorate,Then Christmas Movies!"

"Baby we don't celebrat-"

You groaned "fine don't do it with me then" and crossed your arms.

"..fine"shuir said and sighed

You let out a faint giggled and jumped onto her,placing multiple kisses around her face causing her to land a soft tap to your bottom.

"But i dont even know how to bake-"

"Im gonna teach you how shush."

"Shit-"

"Shuri baby. Don't touch the pan with your hands!"

Placing some ointment and a band aid on her hand you smiled lightly as she sat and pouted.

Kissing her hand on the opposite side you kissed her cheek and she gave a light smile.

After baking you guys cleaned up. And showered together.

The shower was hot an long, not lustful but just enjoying you guys time together. enjoying her presence as she held you in her arms.

You wanted this moment to last foever.

After showering you guys changed into matching pjs.

Hung up lights together as you decided on having a white tree rather than a green one.

And placed the star on the tree.

"Good bast baby don't fall,your gonna be severely hurt and so am i."

Shuri snicked under you as she placed sudden smacks on your butt as you tried to concentrate

"Keep playing and im gonna drop this star."

"That ass fat ma."

"Watch your mouth" you said as you climbed down the latter.

"Don't be so naughty on christams baby" you said as she smirked

"What if i wanna be?"

Watching movies/ice skating date🕊️

" Home alone,a classic." You spoke out and turned the movie on.

Helping shuri gather the snacks and blankets.

You guys cuddled together as the movie started.

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME WHO FORGETS THEIR OWN CHILD!"

"THESE BUMS!! TORMENTING A CHILD LIKE THAT THERE GETTING EVERYTHING THEY DESERVE!"

You almost died laughing at all of shuris sudden out bursts

"Shuri udaku get your hands out of my pants." I spoke as opened my eyes slightly

Shuri cuddled me rubbing her hands back and fourth gasping your butt in her hands and playing with your hair.

"Let's go ice skating!"

"Its freezing in here!"

"Shuri omg don't fall-" you said as Shuri gasped onto the rails like a child scared to let go in fear of her falling on the cold ice floor.

Shuri laughed awkwardly as she let go of the rails pushing herself back causing her to slip and fall on her back,you raced over to see if she was ok as she giggled.

"Baby hold me!" She yelped

Once she got the hang of it she still help onto your waist as you both glided across the ice.

"I love you"

Going to see the lights/christmas coarles💋

"This is beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as me" shuri spoke slyly as her hands wrapped around your waist from behind.

You guys sat and watched the lights from above, shuri requested the use of an aircraft so you could fly over the city and see the lights.

You cheesed, the child in you was loving this so much right now.

You laid watching the stairs and lights shining bright,as shuri planted soft kisses on your forhead.

"I dont wannnaa" shuru groaned like a little kid as your dragged her over to the next house.

"We never have to do this in wakanda" She remarked.

"Its fun why are you so grumpy."

"Y/n your off key."

You turned to he giving her a death glare as she turned snickering.

Christmas dinner with the family/Giving out presents.💌

Shuri let out a sly moan as she began to devour the plate beside you.

You let out a hmm and whispered over to her "you never make that sound when you eat me."

"Baby slow down"

"Its just so good,your mom should come and cook for wakanda."

"I would love to." Your mom said and snickered at the way shuri was eating sitting a cup of ice tea beside her.

You smiled brightly watching your girlfriends eyes feel with joy as she ate the food like a little kid,rocking side to side and talking amongst your family.

"Is it true you faught. A fish man!' Your younger cousin shouted across the table.

"Princess shuri!!" Shuri smiled at the younger baby running towards her picking her up in her arms and smiling.

"Hi!" You smiled as you watched your gf pass our presents to the shelters around the city, her checky smiled never seemed to go away.

New Years!💕

Shuri pranced around your apartment,whine glass in her hand as you just sat back in your chair watching intensely with a wide smile.

"Baby dance with me"she said Walking over placing her wine down and grabbed your hands in hers.

You gently swayed yous hips against hers,her hands firmly gripped your hips.

"Baby"

"Yes?"

"I made a new years list"

"Ok"

"And its one thing i wanna do in particular"

"What is it?"

"I wanna marry you."

THANKS FOR REQUESTING BABE!!💕 And your so sweet.

[snowwolflover]

A deal is a deal.

part 10

The next morning Grace woke up before I did. she sat in her bed playing on her phone trying to stay as quiet as she could so I could sleep until it was time for her to get up for class. I didn't have class today but was taking lead on making sure everything was ready for tonight. After about an hour Grace finally got out of bed and went over to grab some PJs to put on and a towel so she could go to the shower. By the time she stood up she was dancing as she looked for clothes because she needed to go potty so bed. So far she had kept her pull up dry last night. She put her cloths on as fast as she could and then grabbed the towel and ran out the door. As she started to head down the hall she ran in to Kat. "Hey, How are you doing. I know yesterday was alot. Did the police give you any updates" Kats asked her. Grace still dancing a little "Ummm, I'm good. it was a long day but Tiffany saved me...again. No nothing from the cops yet" she answered. Grace tried to squeeze by Kat and still get to the bathroom as she talked. "Ok, well let me know if you need anything." Kat says. Grace looks back at Kat "Thank you so much" as she keeps pushing down the hall, but just then she runs right in to Flora and falls to the ground. "Oh my god", Flora says "are you ok sweetie?" she says as she reached to help her up. Grace starts to let a tear out and she tries to stand up. "I'm sorry sweetie, I was just on my way to your room to check on Tiffany to see what she needs from me today" Flora continued. "Are you ok?" Flora asks again and then notices that Grace was keeping her hands down and in front of herself. "Oh, Ok..Ummm come on" Flora says again and takes Grace by the hand walking her back to her room.

Flora knocked on the door before she entered. I had just started to wake up. I hadn't even checked my phone yet. "Hello" Flora calls out as they come inside. "Oh, good morning" Flora I say as I hear her voice. I try to focus my eyes and see her standing there with Grace in toe. "Is everything ok?" I ask. did she do something wrong?" I added. "Oh no, nothing like that. I was just coming to check in with you and Grace kind of ran in to me in the hall, but I think she needs a little of your help" Flora explained. I looked over to Grace as my eyes start to clear up a little and I can see she is leaking a little on her pants. I start to get out of bed and go to her. "Thank you Flora, I'll take care of her" I tell her. "You don't mind if we talk for a sec while you do that do you. I have something's to get done this morning " She asks. "ummm no I guess it's fine" I say as I look in Graces eyes. Grace looks kind of scared. I make Grace lay down on the floor and Flora sits on the couch right across the room. I grab some wipes and go back to Grace. "what can I do for you Flora" I ask as I start to slide Graces pants down reviling a very wet pull up. I get the pants all the way off and start to take down her pull up as Flora replied "Well, it's more the other way around. I was checking in with you for what you need today. I have heard your plans for today and it sounds great, we want to make sure it goes as well as expected to help set you up for next year." I finish wiping Grace clean as Flora is talking and roll her pull up into a ball and toss it in a bag and in the trash then stripped her all the way down. I stand her up naked in the middle of the room as Flora was finishing her sentence and looking on. I wrapped Grace in a towel give her a kiss on the head and a swat on the butt "Go shower baby" and I send her out the door. I turn back to Flora and say "Well right now I think we have everything lined up. I just need to make sure the girls in the house are dressed and ready on time and I could use 3-4 extras to help decorate too." Flora nodded her head and then said "I'll send out that out in the group messenger now. I'll be back at the house before the event and make sure everyone here checks in with me so I can check all costumes." she says as she heads to the door. "Thank you so much" I say. She stopped at the door, "Good job by the way. Your doing great and if you keep this up your going to really stand out." Flora says with a wink just before walking off into the hall.

a few minutes letter my phone goes off and it's the group message from Flora telling the house what's going on. it doesn't take long for replies to start coming in. Kat comes to the door "Good morning beautiful" she says as she walks in. "How are you doing after your long night? I heard you saved Grace again?" She asks as she sits down. "Im doing good" I said "Ya last night after Grace left the coffee shop she went right to Miss Rae's house. Not only was she dressed inappropriately for a nanny but she was late and had an attitude when she did get there. Miss Rae was not having it and was about to fire her." I explained. "Wait it's not all her fault, the stuff and the coffee shop Grace didn't have control of." Kat says. I start digging through my closet to find some clothes for the day as we talk. "I know but Grace wasn't explaining things the best way because she was upset and she did make some poor choice so when I got there I helped calm things down and explain everything. By the time I was done Miss Rae did agree to let her keep her job, but it wasn't easy" I explained. "Ok as long as she's not in trouble for someone stealing her bag" Kat said defensively. I laughed as I tossed my cloths for the day on my bed. I started to change as we kept talking. "No she's not in trouble for that, but having an attitude, not calling Miss Rae to let her know she would be late and why, dressing the way she did at all knowing she was heading to work. all that didn't help. so she needed to learn a lesson." I explained as I got my new underwear and bra on and in place. "A lesson?" Kat asked. "Yes" I smirked as I got my pants on and buttoned "Grace said she would do anything to apologize for everything so Miss Rae took her across her lap and spanked her bare butt, put her in time out and washed her mouth out with soap.." Kats looked a little shocked by that news. "I watched the whole thing, then I made Grace cut up her underwear and put her in a pull up for the rest of the night, Oh and I just changed that wet pull up a minute ago with Flora sitting right there talking to me while I did it." I added as I got my top on and started my hair. Kat started to laugh.

Just then Grace came back in the room in her towel "Oh hello again Kat." she said as she walked in. "Hi sweetie" Kat says to her as she stands up. "Ok I got to run. Love you both and I'll see you tonight." She gave us both a kiss on the cheek and then told Grace "Be a good girl today, ok?" as she started to walk out "Yes ma'am" Grace answered as Kat left. I turned to grace and said "hurry and get dressed so your not late for class baby" She agreed and started to finish drying off. She opened her draw to grab understand stopped... "Um panties or pull up mama" she asks. "I leave it up to you today. But I better see a good girl" I told her. She opted for panties for now. she grabbed a pair of cotton panties that were white with flowers on them. The she got herself dressed and grabbed her bag. "I'll see you after class" she said as she gave me a kiss and ran out the door.

I looked back at the group messenger and saw that a few people had agreed to help decorate so I jumped in and asked them to meet with me at 2pm to get things set up. I sent a message to Colt next

Me: Good morning soccer star

Colt: Good morning madam president

Me: Not yet, lol.

Me: Is everything ready on your end for tonight? do you need anything?

Colt: Is tonight date number 2. Did I forget?

Me: No tonight is the party smarty, The date will have to wait a little

Colt: So your saying there is a 2nd Date 😉

Me: Lol. ok yes there can be a 2nd date.... if tonight goes well

Colt: ah ok, No pressure then

Me.I thought you did well under pressure soccer star?

Colt: I feel a little called out but ya. we can make this happen. what time is the tent going to be set up?

Me: Noon.

Colt: Ok. we will have the stage and bar set ups there and good by 1ish. I'll make sure the boys are ready.

Me: Perfect, the girls will be there at 2 for Dec and we will be good to go by 5pm.

Colt: sound like a plan...

Colt: Looking forward to seeing your smile again

Me: This will have to do for now

Colt: Amazing.

Colt: See you soon.

My heart is going crazy right now. I've never reacted like this for a guy I don't even know all that well yet. Just then I get an message from Miss Rae

Miss Rae: Good morning Tiffany, I wanted to say thank you for everything yesterday. Your off to a great start and you'll make a great president next year. Shortly after that you might even be able to become Lady Tiffany. I can't wait to see your growth. Best of luck with your event tonight. I spoke to Flora about everything and have sent some things over for you lady's to help with tonight.

Me: Miss Rae, thank you for everything. You have been amazingly supportive on everything. I can't express my thanks enough for you giving up your time for us.

Miss Rae: I'm more then happy to support you. in fact I would be honored to be your mentor if your ok with it?

Me: It would be my honor to have you as a mentor for me. Thank you.

Miss Rae: Ok then it's settled. I'll become your mentor. Go have fun today and we will talk more later.

Me: Thank you again and have a great day

I got up and went to run some errands I had for myself for the day before I had to head down to the event space. I ran my errands and grab abit to eat then meet at the spot at 11:30 for them to start getting the tent up. It was a very large one which works to give up lots of room to preform. Then they told me Heat lamps and a second small tent was set up behind the main one was added to the order with a note that said "to keep everyone warm and a tent for costume change and waiting room." This must be what Miss Rae was talking about. Everything got set up and the workers were gone just after 12. I looked around at the space myself for a while. Then I heard a second truck pull up. I walked out to see who it was. The driver stepped out and said he was hired to set up and run some lights for us for the evening and had some other decorations to put up as well. I looked at his paperwork and the name.on the bottom was Miss Rae. I showed him inside and explained where we were going to have the stage set up and everything. He started to set his stuff up in a corner out of the way and then Started to hang long red silk banners all around the tent. As he was working the Guys showed up with the stage they were bring. Colt walked in and gave me a big hug and then looked around. "Wow.... I was going to say we are here to save the day but now I feel a little inadequate" he said. I laughed and said "I sure hope not as I tapped his upper leg" The look on his face was priceless.

The rest of the guys started to come in with the pieces of the stage and I showed them were to put everything. we had enough to actually set up two more small stages, one on each side of the tent so we could spread out the show more. The tech Miss Rae sent set up lights for us and more red silk around the stage and hanging down behind it, The guys got the sound station set up next to the light station and the DJ talked with the tech about all the plans. Next we got the bar set across from them in front so we can sell drinks. Everything was looking so good. I showed the guys the dressing room tent and we talked about where everything would be and how it's going to go. As we were looking around and talking about everything I looked back to Colt when I mentioned the changing spaces and said "I hope you'll be able to hold up in all this. We wouldn't want any inadequacies tonight" as I laughed. The rest of the guys laughed at my joke and Colt pretended to tackle me for the remark. As he wrapped me in his arms I heard a voice from behind us. "You had better not do that or I'll start chopping things off" the voice yelled. I knew right away it was Kat. He put me down right away and put his hands on the air. Both Kat and I started laughing. "Better" she said.

Kat came over by me and said "Wow girl, this all looks great already". "Thanks, I got a tone of support" I said. We all got moving again to get the last things in place and then the girls from the house showed up to help with finally decorations. Everything was perfect. We all went back to the houses to start getting ourselves ready. When I got to my room Grace was there finishing homework she had on my laptop.

"Ok sweetie, we need to start getting ready for the show" I told her. "Yes ma'am" she said as she saved her work and got up. "Now we got all these cute things for tonight, Your costume has some cute little short but what to put under it I wonder" I said as I reached into her drawer and grabbed a pu up in my hand. Grace saw it and her face dropped. "Do I really have to wear that for the show?" she pouted. I just smiled at her for a moment. "Please please can I just have my adult stuff for the show?" she begged. "I'll tell you what, Miss Rae has offered to let us go shopping and get you new things to replace everything that was stolen and a new wardrobe, all on her card. We will go this weekend and you will be an extra good little girl for me during that. If you promise then I'll think about tonight." I offered. Grace looked a little shocked "She's going to pay for everything... really....wow....umm ok, ya I'll do that." Grace says. "Ok then, which ones do you want to wear tonight?" I asked. She walked over and looked and then pulled out a pair of black lace full coverage panties with Red accents in it and held them up. "These please?" she asked. I agreed and she started to get changed. When she was done she was in a small red vest that pushed up her chest and a set of black shirts with the hips of her panties just over the topsides of the shorts. She had on fishnets and heels and then a small headband with a hat on it to keep the hat on place.

I started to get myself ready. I put on a pair of red ruffed boy short styles pants and a red lace bra. Then I put on a black coraet and some sheer black pantyhose. I did my hair in curls with a red flower in the top. I slipped on some red heels I doctored up with some black lace for the night.

Grace and I did our make up and finished getting everything together, when we were ready we went across the hall to get Kat. Kay was dressed in a red bra with a black dress coat over it. The coat had tails in the back the were down past her butt. She had on some red spanks and black lace panties over them and some black boots. She had a top hat and a crop with her as well and finished the look with a small bow tie around her neck.

we all talked about the cute looks we had on and headed down staira to start getting everyone else together. All the girls looked amazing, Flora came over wearing a black and red corset skirt with black solid panties under. She had fish nets on but was in flip flops currently because she was going to be barefoot for the show. once we had everyone together we made our way to the tent. Everyone looked around and loved the set up we had. I showed them the back tent we had for final touches and waiting for your time. As we were looking around the guys showed up and joined us. All the guys were wearing black pants. Some of them had on Bowler hats or the old gangster hats. There were a few different vest going around as well. Then I saw Colt. He and a few other guys walked over and they were dressed in black pants, with the bow tie and wrist cufflinks, like they came right from chipndales. Colt came over to say hi and gave me a hug. we started to talk and then 2 of the guys with him each reached down and grabbed a side of his pants and with a tank from each his pants came off. My mouth dropped open as I was not expecting that at all, Colt now standing in front of me wear black bikini style briefs. I will admit he looked very sexy like this. Everyone started to laugh at what was going on and then Colt grabbed me by my sides and lifted me in to the air and brought me into his body so I wrapped my legs around his hips. He started to pules his hips with me in the air like that and everyone quickly changed from laughing to ohhhh and ahhh. I let it go for a minute, for everyone else's enjoyment of course then I made him put me down. We got everyone together around the stage and Colt, Flora and I got on the stage and started the pep talk. We got everyone hyped up and ready for the show.

It was now time to start. we sent our ticket people outside to take payments from everyone coming in. We charged 5$ per person to come in and see the shows and we sell drinks from the bar. All the money we make will be split between the houses.

[grooveydrew]

Warning NSFW♥︎

BILLY X MALE READER

This story includes oral, slight cock and ball torture, spanking, And Daddy Kink

It was a cold Christmas eve night and Billy who usually was hyper was even more off his rocker. He was excitedly running around and putting up random decorations and fixing small detail" perfect perfect Christmas has to be perfect!...." he'd mutter under his breath and step back to stare at the massive tree he insisted on cutting down. You couldn't help but snort at how he'd go from an excited mess to a perfectionist within seconds. however it got late and billy would be rather difficult this time, when you decided it was time to get laid down and watch a movie he refused and got rather loud when you tried to convince him to sleep, "Santa won't come if you don't sleep. .." He started to get fussy, and looked on the verge of a tantrum which you quickly shut down with a glare. Eventually you were able to drag him up the stairs and to the room but he did put up a rather good fight. You honestly had gotten annoyed and warned him if he didn't put on his pajamas and shut up then you'd have to be mean, he threw a fit. You got his pajamas out of the closet and grabbed him yanking him twords yourself, you took off his clothes and sat swinging him over your lap. He let out a whine and looked back st you with puppy eyes "those won't save you this time. I warned you and yet you still acted up." He went to argue but you cut him off with a hard swat on his ass and continued to spank him keeping a good and firm rhythm. He whined and cried out griping the bed sheets with his teeth and hands. You kept going till he had a nice even red glow on his bottom and thighs. But watching him cry and seeing your work on his pretty butt got your cock hard...you couldn't help but reach your hand between his legs and rub his balls" naaaw your poor butt~ but you made daddy be mean." He let out a whine and looked back at you with teary eyes and a red face. You could feel his cock twitching and growing on your thigh. You smirked evily"mmmmm...you took your punishment so well...guess I can give you an early Christmas presnt~" you cooed and lifted him up and roughly put him on his back on the bed Making him let out a cute gasp and look at you with surprise, his head dangled off the end of the bed his longish hair dangled down. You cup his cheek and smiled slowly taking out your hard twitching erection gripping it snd slapping his pretty lips with the tip" say ahhh~" he shivered and hesitated, he was still mad at you. He opened his mouth slightly making you growl and slap his cock, he let out a cry" wider." He shivered and opened wider. He stuck his tongue out and you slid your hard cock down his pretty throat. He tensed up and gagged slightly but relaxed his throat and laid there like a good submissive slut for you. You smirk and begin to slowly thrust watching and feeling him struggle slightly. You rubbed his chest and sighed pushing your head back slightly enjoying the quiet for, he'd been very noisy all day. You began to get a bit rougher on him slowly bending more forward, you slapped and tortured his cock and balls till they were swelling and getting a nice red color. He cried and kicked his legs. You started to bend more forward getting more and more agressive on his throat taking his cock down your throat and fondled his balls till he'd cum. You cum doen his throat and made sure he swallowed before pulling up. He laid there panting, he was exhausted" ready to get dressed in your pj's now and go to bed for santa?~" he shook nodded softly, you dress him up and laid doen letting him cude into you. You praised him and rubbed his sore butt till he was out cold, you snuck downstairs to put presents under the tree and got all nuzzled up beside him after.

This may not be best, and I hope to do more with him but I'm rather busy this month sadly. I have to start packing for my trip to Ohio to see my lovely boyfriend ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎

I'll be leaving the 23rd and might be back on the 30th but I'm hoping to stay till the 3rd or 4th of January♥︎

I wanna try to at least have a Lenz story up because 2005 billy gets no love and he deserves it😭

[carpememes]

Rachel Maksy Starters #2

“Let me put it straight, friends. I am royally pooped.”

“The audacity of my brain to think that I’m going to be able to accomplish this.”

“I feel in my soul that it’s probably not the right activity for me.”

“I have, once again, no idea what I’m doing.”

“I got a fever. And the only prescription... is gigantic sleeves.”

“I’m paraphrasing but it was something like that.”

“I basically want to look how I feel on the inside. Which is... a pumpkin.”

“We love a versatile queen.”

“I like to think that each day is full of small accomplishments that you should reward yourself for.”

“Take that.... America.”

“It’s freakin spooky season!”

“Are you ready to kick off the festivities?”

“The dirtier, the messier, the grosser the better.”

“We all have the little voices in our heads and mine is constantly telling me the same thing.... DESTROY.”

“We’re going to make a beautiful garment. Then we’re gonna wreck it!”

“I think it will look really, really nice. Until we destroy it.”

“Are you ready... to run some errands??”

“If I’m gonna pay for overpriced anything it may as well be in the Halloween store where at least you get the atmosphere.”

“Are you ready for complete and utter chaos?”

“We’re figuring this out as we go along! Here goes nothin’!”

“Gonna be sore tomorrow, baby.”

“Her pun is just a teensy bit better than mine.”

“Let us head to Michael and browse his wares.”

“Those snacks that they put near the line always get me.”

“The older i get, the more characteristics of Smaug I get.”

“Man... That’s whimsical!”

“I didn’t know what to do so I just screamed.”

“I have a present. Well, you can’t keep it, so it’s not really a present.”

“Is this too much chunk? It might be a little too much chunk.”

“Let’s go get some baby denim!”

“LET’S MAKE SOME PAAAANTS.”

“If you pay for the extra feature, I’ll sing.”

“We love when I don’t have to do extra work.”

“That is..... wet.”

“We strive for knowledge here, of course.”

“I’m about to make a mess! Up in here, up in here!”

“Uh oh! We’re gonna get to choppin!”

“Weirdly it smells quite nice.”

“I don’t need the gym. I do crafts.”

“I definitely scared a couple children and I only kinda feel bad about it.”

“Mmmmm, nasty!”

“Who’s a nasty girl?...... Me.”

“Even the undead wanna look like a snack sometimes.”

“You can’t get more festive than this!”

“Oh my goodness... He’s so handsome... Wow.”

“I take no responsibility for any demons or ghosts spotted.”

“Bye bye demons! Till another day.”

“Sing it with me folks!”

“Basically I want to look like a little autumn forest fairy.”

“This is why we wear eye protection!”

“Very tedious and time consuming when you’re wearing a onesie.”

“Fetch the smelling salts!”

“Slenderman WHO?”

“Is it truly freedom if you’re not belting out to Celine Dion?”

“I like to call this shade... Bone Daddy.”

“Don’t call my butt a weird angle.”

“The worst part of going anywhere is actually having to take my PJ pants off.”

“Here’s [name] using a gut hook on me like I’m a prized bass.”

“A lot of people dont know this but Jane Austen wrote Pride and Predjudice almost entirely in a sports bra and leggings.”

“Are you ready to tar this bitch? Respectfully.”

“It’s also really good at hiding all of your mess-ups. Which is why I love it so much.”

“Are you ready for the best part of any project ever? Painting!”

“Who do you think would win in a fight? Thanos or Kool Aid guy?”

[sinner-as-saint]

Good To You - 1

Boyfriend’s Dad!Mob!Bucky x Reader 

series masterlist

Requested: “Ok but imagine mob!bucky or mob!seb being your boyfriend dad who fucks you nice and hard behind your boyfriends and his mothers back-”

Themes: smut, explicit language, infidelity, age gap

You had gotten downstairs into the open kitchen in the middle of the night looking for water. But you found your boyfriend’s dad that you’ve been fooling around with for months instead. 

You and your boyfriend’s family were at one of their vacation houses by the beach for the weekend. 

“Thirsty?” Bucky asked, leaning against the kitchen counter, shirtless and a dangerous smirk on his face which made your heart race. 

You approached him, “Very.” You whispered, letting your eyes wander all over his bare, muscular chest. 

He held a hand out for you to take. Once you placed your hand in his, he pulled you closer and nuzzled your neck, “I’ve missed you, babygirl.” 

You shuddered and held back a moan as he lazily kissed your neck, “I’ve missed you too. But we can’t,” You pulled away to look up at the man who had stolen your heart the very moment you laid eyes on him. “Not here. If anyone wakes up, they’ll-,” 

He cut you off by pressing his lips to yours, kissing you until you melted. His tongue found its way into your mouth, teasing your own as he tasted you leisurely. His hands trailed up and down your body, sliding under your shirt and fondling with your breasts. You couldn’t exactly follow his movements given no lights were on. The only light available was the moonlight coming in through the windows and the one coming from the fridge which was slightly open. 

You had to keep yourself from moaning too loud, fearing that someone might wake up and you two would be caught. So far, you have kept your little affair with the mob boss well hidden. But Bucky was making it very difficult to be quiet right now. 

He shamelessly slipped his hand into your pants, finding you just as wet as he knew you’d be. He chuckled against your mouth, “We have to be quiet baby, okay? We can’t wake your little boyfriend up, nor my wife.” 

You gasped and before you could process anything else, he turned you around and bent you over the counter. Your body tingled under his touch as his fingers grazed your skin as he pushed your PJ bottoms down and gently smacked your butt. 

“Bucky!” You whisper-yelled, despite the burning desire, “If anyone-,” 

“Shh,” He cut you off, his fingers quickly finding your throbbing clit and your wet opening. He liked the way you tried to keep from moaning as he slowly finger-fucked you to get you ready for his cock. “If you keep quiet, nobody’s gonna wake up.” He lowered his pants and took his cock out, removed his fingers from you and pressed the tip of his cock against your dripping wet hole. “Now shut up, and take it.” 

He pushed inside of you in one smooth stroke, both of you gasping in pleasure as he filled you up. He pulled out and again, thrust deep into you. You had to bite down on your lip to keep yourself from moaning or making any kind of noise. 

“Fuck,” He swore, “You feel so damn good. So fucking good…” He quickly grabbed both your wrists and pinned them to your lower back as he started fucking into you. 

You gasped and whined as quietly as you could the more he picked up his pace. 

“I knew you’d find me somehow tonight. I saw the look on your face at dinner,” He whispered, “I knew you were hungry for my cock, babygirl.” He said, pounding into you so hard that your whole body moved against the stone cold counter each time he thrust into you. “You were, weren’t you?” 

“Yes,” You admitted, whimpering as he fucked you harder, deeper. 

Bucky chuckled. “And is that why you’ve been arguing with my boy? Just trying to keep him away from your little cunt, aren’t you? He came to me, you know? He came asking for advice on how he can make things better between you two.” He growled, tugging on your pinned wrists, making you wince in both pleasure and pain. “He thinks you’re fucking someone else behind his back.” Bucky chuckled again, as he rammed his cock deeper inside you. “He doesn’t know, does he? He doesn’t know it’s my cock you come on almost every night. He doesn’t know that it’s my cum you’re filled with almost each day.” 

Your walls clenched violently around him at the sound of that. “Fuck…” You whined under your breath. “Bucky, please,” You pleaded, feeling yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, “Can I come?” 

“No,” Bucky grabbed your ass cheeks and pushed them further apart so he could fuck you deeper. “Not yet, baby. Hold it.” 

“Bucky…” You moaned “I’m so close…” You whimpered. 

He fucked deeper into you, pounding into you relentlessly as he threw his head back and growled, “Your cunt feels so fucking good… so fucking tight for me.” 

His voice, his moans, his touch - it was all too good. You felt yourself getting dangerously close to the edge as he pounded into you aggressively. You felt a tear slip out of the corner of your eye as you felt the pressure in between your legs getting too much to contain. 

Bucky felt it too, as your walls clenched violently around him yet again. “Fuck,” He growled, “Come for me, now. Come all over this cock, babygirl…” 

You bit down on your lip as you came all over his cock, coating it with your wetness as he came as well, buried deep inside you. You were gasping for air still as he released your wrists and pulled your upper up from the counter. You winced in pleasure and pain

Pressing your back against his damp torso, and keeping his cock buried inside you, he whispered, “Shh babygirl, you were so good to me.” He wrapped his arms around you, nuzzling your neck and kissing your skin so gently like he hadn’t been pounding into you like an animal just now. “Now,” He said quietly, “You’re gonna go back to bed with my cum still inside you, yes?” 

You nodded, still trying to calm your racing heart. 

He chuckled and pressed his lips to your temple, “Good girl, I’ll see you in the morning.” 

[jobean12-blog]

Heyy Jo! Can I request- Bucky calming down Reader who's overwhelmed and stressed out? Maybe College!Bucky? Love you ❤️

Been Here All Along

Pairing: Bucky x reader (College!Bucky au)

Word Count: 2,051

Summary: Bucky always saves the day...he's your best friend and maybe more?

Author's Note: Hi darling! Thank you so much for this request, I adore college!bucky! I hope you're doing ok and school is going well and hopefully this helps! Enjoy and have a good day! HUGS! 🥰 Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics

Warnings: lots of fluffy sweetness and fun, little angst over college craziness, spicy sprinkles here and there!

As you trudge up the third flight of steps to your off-campus apartment you can already hear Bucky’s off-key singing. A smile graces your features at the sound and when you push the door open and see him slide by in his socks and underwear you let out a snort of laughter.

Your apartment smells like tacos and you inhale, rubbing your stomach when it grumbles. Bucky continues to shake his butt at the stove while he stirs the food but at the sound of your voice he lowers the music and slides over.

“Having fun Buck?” you ask as you slip past him and drop your books on the table.

“HEY sweet cheeks,” he sings, kissing your cheek. “Where ya been?”

“At the library,” you sigh. “Trying to study.”

At your exhausted tone he slides up behind you and leans his head on your shoulder.

“Physics?” he asks quietly, groaning in solidarity when you nod yes.

“Tell ya what doll face,” he says. “I’m almost done with the tacos so what do you say we get some food in you and then I can help you study.”

“I’d like that,” you tell him. “But maybe you could put some pants on before we eat?”

He throws his head back with laughter and starts singing again.

Before you know it there are tacos and all the trimmings on your small table and Bucky holding your chair out for you, still sans pants.

“Thank you Buck. This looks really good.”

“Anytime baby. You know I like to cook at your apartment more than mine.”

You raise your brows and purse your lips.

“That’s just because you never have pants on and Steve and Sam can’t stand it anymore,” you chide playfully.

“They’re just jealous,” he smirks.

“Of?” you deadpan.

“My amazing ass. Duh.”

“Uh huh,” you say through a mouthful. “That has to be it Buck.”

“But clearly you have no complaints,” he teases.

“None at all,” you say with a roll of your eyes.

After dinner you and Bucky clean up and settle comfortably on the couch. He’s at one end and you’re at the other, your feet meeting in the middle in a tangle of socks. Bucky quizzes you and helps you study the topics for the test.

The next thing you know it’s morning and you wake up in your bed, a small pink post it stuck to your phone on your bedside table.

“Good luck doll. You’re gonna kick physics ass! I’ll see you this afternoon. <3 Maybe I’ll wear pants.”

You giggle and fold up Bucky’s note, tucking it into your phone case before getting ready for your classes.

The test goes as well as expected and you have a pep in your step on the way back home. As you make your way up the steps you don’t hear Bucky singing and you’re surprised at the way your stomach sinks. When you open the door and he isn’t there the feeling only grows.

You don’t see him for the rest of the afternoon and it isn’t until late into the night when you hear his familiar footsteps on the stairs. You rush to the door in your pjs and throw it open.

“Bucky!” you chime, smiling when he drunkenly grins at you.

“Hiya sweet cheeks,” he slurs. “What are you doin’ up!?”

“Nothing much,” you shrug suddenly feeling shy. “Were you out with the guys?

“Yep. Steve made me put pants on and dragged me out,” he laughs.

Without and invite he saunters over and walks in, kicking his shoes off and grabbing a water. He heads to the couch, undoing his jeans on the way before pulling them off and plopping down.

He pats the spot next to him.

You shut your door and hurry over. As soon as you sit his head falls into your lap and he looks up at you with glazed eyes.

“You’re beautiful. You know that” he says quietly, his words mumbled.

You comb your fingers through his hair and he closes his eyes.

“What did I do to deserve you?” he whispers, his hand resting against his chest as his breathing starts to even out.

You smile down at him. “That’s exactly how I feel Buck,” you say softly, knowing full well he’s asleep.

The next morning you rush around your apartment in a frenzy, searching for your Calc 3 book.

“Where the fuck is it?” you screech, knocking things from the table.

Bucky sits up from the couch, his hair sticking out in every direction.

“What?” he grumbles. “What happened doll?”

“My Calc 3 book!” you shout. “I can’t find it and I have a test today and I didn’t study enough and I need it so I can hit the library between classes.”

You’re clearly frazzled state gets Bucky up and off the couch. He shuffles over to your makeshift desk and pushes some papers aside.

“Here it is baby,” he says, holding it up with a sideways smile.

“What?” you say incredulously. “How?”

He shrugs. “You always hide it there.”

You stare at him for a moment before grabbing it and kissing his cheek.

“Thank you Buck. You’re the best. I’ll see you tonight.”

You rush out of the apartment leaving him standing there in his boxers.

You kick the door open and slosh into your apartment.

“Hiya doll fa…shit,” Bucky mutters.

You stand in the doorway, your clothes soaked through and hot tears running down your cheeks. Dropping your things to the floor in puddle of water you’re about to crumble when Bucky reaches you and takes you in his arms.

“Come ‘ere baby,” he whispers, pulling you into his chest and closing the door.

He doesn’t ask any questions, just ushers you inside and holds up a finger motioning for you to wait. He turns off the stove then goes to the bathroom and grabs a towel. He carefully takes off your jacket and hangs it on the doorknob. Next he removes your shoes, shaking them out with a grimace.

“You need some dry clothes doll face,” he says quietly.

“They’re in the laundry,” you sniffle. “I waited too long to do it and I’m not even sure if I have anything that’s clean.”

Your bottom lip quivers as more tears threaten to spill and Bucky quickly starts to unbutton his flannel. He pulls it off his shoulders and holds it out with a smile.

“Here ya go. Put his on.”

You rub your nose and take it, splashing your way to the bathroom. Bucky follows close behind and slips by you to turn on the tub. He fills it with hot water and your favorite bath bubbles.

“I’ll be right back,” he promises. “Go on and get in.”

“Bucky,” you whisper, the tears clouding your vision.

“It’s ok baby, don’t worry.” He kisses your nose before going back to the kitchen.

When he returns you’re in the tub, the bubbles floating around you and your eyes closed. He sets down a cup of tea, made just how you like and sits on the toilet.

“Wanna talk about it?” he asks.

You let out an exasperated sigh and sink lower into the water.

“I totally failed my Calc 3 test,” you start. “And then when I got to the coffee shop they were out of my favorite brew and I got this other kind that was awful then had two more classes that just piled on more work and then…”

You trail off as your eyes squeeze shut and a lone tear rolls down your cheek. “Then I was walking home and it started to pour!”

Bucky kneels by the tub and closes his warm hand around yours.

“I’m sorry doll. I know it was a shit day, but you’re home now and after your bath you can put on my shirt and we can watch your baking show and veg out. Sound good?”

You open your eyes and look at him. His eyes are crinkled at the corners with a sweet smile and his lips are soft against your knuckles when he kisses them.

Your eyes dip lower and you crack a smile.

“You’re wearing pants. I almost didn’t notice.”

He drops his head with a laugh. “Don’t worry. I’ll have ‘em off in time for cuddles,” he jokes.

“You better,” you giggle.

He leaves you to your bath.

When you come out of the bathroom you’re not surprised to find Bucky shuffling around the kitchen, no pants, and grabbing snacks.

He turns around at the sound of your feet against the floor.

“Hey,” he says, his eyes running down the length of you. “You look…I, uh, I like it.”

He seems a bit flustered which his unlike him and it sends a jolt of excitement through you.

“I like wearing your shirt,” you murmur. “It’s warm and comfy and smells like you.”

He audibly swallows and walks toward the couch.

“Got some snacks,” he says quietly, placing them down on the coffee table.

“Thanks Buck,” you reply as you get comfortable.

“Feeling any better?” he asks, holding his arm up for you.

“Now I am,” you tell him as you slip under and lay your head along his shoulder.

“Great British Bake Off?” he asks with a smile.

“YES!” you giggle, snuggling closer.

Bucky starts the show and you watch in comfortable silence until you feel his eyes on you. Lifting your gaze, you find him staring.

“What?” you whisper.

“You missed a button?” he says softly, fingering the material of his shirt that lays against your stomach.

“Huh?” you ask before looking down. “Oh. Oops.”

You shrug and drop your head back to his shoulder. His fingers continue to fiddle with the button and you shift your position and sit back to look at him.

“Is it bothering you?” you ask with a grin.

“No,” he scoffs. “No…I mean. It’s not a big deal. It’s just…”

“Bucky,” you nudge.

“Is it weird that it bothers me?” he asks sheepishly.

Your shoulders raise with laughter and you point at him.

“You never wear pants but you can’t stand when shirt buttons aren’t lined up?” you counter.

He gives you a fake pouty face and it only makes you laugh harder.

“No Buck. It’s fine. I’ll fix them,” you tell him when you stop giggling.

His hand reaches out to stop you. “Let me.”

The shift in the air is palpable and you let out a breath. “Ok.”

His long fingers start at the top, slowly undoing the first button and his dark lashes kiss his cheeks when his gaze drops to the slow exposure of your skin. His hands hover over the next button and his eyes lift to yours when he unhooks it, the soft brush of his knuckles making you gasp.

He works his way down, his touch slow and teasing and once he has all the buttons open he lets his eyes wander across the features of your face. He holds onto the sides of his shirt, his fists clenching the fabric as if it pains him to not pull it open.

“You’re supposed to button them again,” you simper.

The side of his mouth turns up into a sideways smirk and he smooths his fingers down the material. His eyes slowly trail down your face until his lips part with the same motion as his shirt, your breathing heavy as he reveals your naked skin.

“Just like I should put my pants back on?” he croons, dragging his eyes back up.

Your mouth opens to answer but he presses his lips to yours before any words can come out and you tumble to the couch, his weight pressing you into the cushions. Your legs fall open and he settles between them, his hands sliding down your body to touch every inch of skin he can.

When you finally come up for air he peppers your face with kisses before trailing his lips down your neck. Your fingertips brush along his jaw and trace over his kiss swollen lips just as they turn up into a grin.

“Does this mean I get to keep your shirt?” you ask.

He pretends to think about it for a minute.

“Looks better on you anyway,” he whispers as his lips brush yours.

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Dollar-chan's Pattern School, step 2: picking a pattern

For some reason, I labeled these different projects in this whole school as different steps, so this is not the second step of step 1 but the first step of step 2. This was a confusing way to label this but I've decided to commit to it so my apologies, but they're not really very good apologies.

So, for step 2, we're picking a lounge pant/pajama bottom/scrub bottom pattern, which we're going to modify into bloomers.

For a reminder on bloomers, there's a tag for them on lolibrary. Look through it and make a list of what you do and don't like. A really key part of making your own lolita items is having a reference that you're aiming to duplicate or emulate.

For a quick guide of what things to look for, here's some collages of pictures I took out of the pattern books:

Simplicity: s9272, s9130, 1446, 4552, 1504, 8269, 1021, 1505, 4101, 5443, 1020, s9095, s8972, 1139

McCall's: m8057, m7576, m8100, m8221, m7198, m8063, m7942, m6972, m5895, m8159, m8158, m7985, m8056, m6251, m8186, m4952

Butterick: b5301, 3039, b6262, b6860, b6867, b6531

This is nowhere near a comprehensive list, but it should give you an idea of what to look for. I didn't include Vogue patterns because they're very expensive and you should be able to find this anywhere, and I didn't include Burda because I just hate Burda patterns.

You should be looking for an unfitted pant with an elastic or drawstring waist. Since we're going to shorten these, it helps to have them be actual pants and not shorts. I know that sounds counter-intuitive but it's easier to take fabric off than to put fabric on. Since this is a basic pattern that should be easy to find, it's worth checking to see if you want other parts of the pattern. If the pattern also comes with a cool top you might want to make sometime, you can pick that one and hold onto that cool part.

If you're using other patterns, you want a physical pattern and not just instructions to trace onto your fabric. Something with notches will be incredibly helpful.

Once you have your pattern envelope, look at the suggested fabrics, and also look to see if it has something that looks like this on it:

If it's got that pick-a-knit thing on it, that means the pattern is sized for knits. We're going to talk about ease in this pattern step, but what you need to know about patterns for knits is that the pattern itself often is smaller than the body size, to accommodate for the knit stretching. It's probably better to stay away from those patterns and find a different one.

All of the embellishment to make these cute EGL bloomers is going to be added by us as part of the process, so you don't need to focus on what pants have cute embellishment.

On your pattern envelope, there's going to be two lists of sizes. One is the garment measurements, and one is the body size chart. These numbers aren't going to be the same, because if you're wearing pj pants and the butt on them is the exact size of your butt, you will not be able to move without ripping the fabric. McCall's and Vogue put the body measurements on the envelope flap, and Simplicity and New Look put both on the back of the envelope.

On this one, only one measurement matters. You're going to need to measure around the largest part of your lower body (this is usually your backside) and use that as your hips measurement. You want to pick the size that is as close to your hip measurement as possible.

While pattern envelopes are multi-size and have multiple sizes in each envelope, not every envelope has all the sizes. Make sure to get the envelope with your size on it.

We're going to manipulate the pattern and then buy the fabric, so that we don't over- or under- buy fabric, so just hang onto your pattern for now.

Other things that will be useful:

transparent ruler with a grid, my favorite being 18" long by 2" wide. If you get these online they're like $5. The see-thru grid is really important for letting you easily draw 90 degree angles.

A big piece of cardboard. You can buy these with grids and marks for patterns, or you can ask an appliance store for a fridge box and cut it open. We use this as a surface to stick thumbtacks into to hold pattern paper where we want it. Don't spend $22 on this even if that's what Green Store is charging. If you want to spend over $20 on this, go to the hardware store and get a pink insulation foam board for $28, because that's better than cardboard anyway.

Big paper. I've seen rolls of this at the dollar-twenty-five tree. As long as you can see the marks you make on it, color doesn't matter. Brown paper, white kid's craft paper, shit m'dude you can fuckin' use bargain wrapping paper. Pellon makes pattern tracing cloths and those are nice, but due to the expense it's best to save those for preserving final pattern pieces.

Thumb tacks with a handle. You need to be able to take these in and out of the cardboard without using your fingernails.

Other things not pictured is pencils and tape. I really like the matte finish tape for this becuase you can write on matte tape with a pencil and you can't write on clear tape. You can also use masking tape for this as long as it sticks to things. Get some scissors for paper so you don't ruin your fabric scissors. You should already own a tape measure. If you happen to find that spiked tracing wheel at Daiso that's $1.75 it's worth getting, but if it's not

Also not pictured: it can be helpful to fuse some of that 99 cents a yard interfacing onto the back of your pattern tissue, so that it lies flat and is more durable than the regular tissue is. This is optional.

If you're on a budget, you don't need to spend more than $5 on any individual item on this list. If you can't find a ruler with a grid, get any clear ruler and use a piece of tape to mark 90 degrees at the 1" mark and you can use that for your 90 degree reference. All of these items are going to be really useful for future pattern manipulation projects, as well as for following patterns where all the pieces are printed on a single sheet. You can get around needing these, especially for this project, but it'll make things a lot easier.

It's looking like the Discord is currently able to handle all the incoming people, so if you want to join, shoot me an ask. Should just have a public link in like a week.

If you're not into discord, all the posts regarding the various steps and the resources I'm making will still be on this blog, and I'm answering asks and things like that the way I did before the Discord server was a thing. You're not going to miss out on any content and I have no plans to change Tumblr from being my primary mode of teaching sewing and lolita.

[shemarmooresfedora]

Rebuilding Family

Summary: Y/N and Spencer were college sweethearts at Cal-Tech but once Spencer got accepted to the FBI Academy, he ended things deciding it was not fair to make Y/N wait for him. When they meet again years later, he discovers something unexpected.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem! Reader

Warnings: allusions to sex, heavy making out and touching (i think that should cover it), swears

A/N: now back to your regularly scheduled fluff...

Masterlist

Chapter 17

“Alright, bye. Love you,” you laughed, hanging up the phone.

“Jo, Daddy already found a way to make it up to you for missing the museum,” you smiled.

“What?” she asked excitedly.

“Ah that would ruin the surprise. Wouldn’t it?” you grinned, “But we are leaving now.”

Jo slid her snow boots and jacket on as you sneakily packed her hat, mittens, and snow pants. You also grabbed snow stuff for Spencer because converse and a sweater vest would not keep him warm in 29 degree weather with 7 inches of snow on the ground.

-

Jo skipped out of the elevator, not even waiting for you to go to Spencer’s desk.

“Daddy!” she exclaimed like usual.

“Hi, Princess!” he lifted her up into his lap, “Are you excited?”

Jo nodded enthusiastically.

“Good because I got permission to go sledding on the HUGE hill right outside,” he smiled.

“But I don’t have a sled,” Jo frowned.

“I bought you one,” he grinned.

After Spencer had finished suiting Jo up in her snow gear, you slid a purple hat with a big white pom-pom on top over his head, a few of his messy curls still poking out.

“Can’t have you getting cold either, my dear,” you gave him a quick peck on the nose as he scrunched his face up in a smile.

“Oh chocolate thunder, get my coat please. We are going outside to watch this cuteness!” Penelope exclaimed.

“Of course, baby girl,” he replied, standing up from his desk.

You all piled into the elevator and headed outside. Jo stared down at the big hill in front of them. It seemed awfully scary to a little girl.

You grabbed her mitten-covered hand.

“How about I go down with you the first time and Daddy pushes us?” you suggested.

Jo nodded as you both climbed into the sled.

“Okay, ready? 1...2...3!” Spencer gently pushed you both down the hill.

Spencer was relieved when he heard the joyful giggles of Jo followed shortly by your laughter.

Jo ran back up the hill with you towing the sled behind her.

“Daddy! You go with me now!” she said.

You both took turns going down the hill with Jo even Auntie Penelope and Uncle Derek had their turns. Jo was even brave enough to go down by herself if Spencer waited at the bottom for her.

Much to everyone’s chagrin, you had to go home when it started to get dark and Jo’s cheeks were bright red from the cold.

-

You, Spencer, and Jo were driving over an hour out of the city to get a freshly cut Christmas tree from a tree farm.

Spencer packed you all thermoses with hot chocolate and mini marshmallows. His excitement may have actually exceeded Jo’s. He told you he never got to get a real Christmas tree when he was younger because the trees shipped to the middle of the hot Las Vegas desert wilted quickly. And, he had no room for a big tree in his old apartment.

It was cute seeing the both of them all bundled up in their matching purple scarves and big winter coats. Spencer brought the sled so he could pull Jo along since there was about a foot of snow on the ground that would make it very hard for her to walk.

Spencer had taken the exact measurements of the corner of the living room so the tree would fit perfectly.

“What about that one?” you asked, pointing to a tree farther back in the field.

“Let’s go check it out,” Spencer pulled a measuring tape from his pocket.

“Always prepared, Dr. Reid,” you laughed.

“They didn't give me a PhD in engineering for nothing,” he grinned.

“This is about the right size. What do you think, Princess? Is this a good tree for Santa to put presents under?” he asked.

Jo gave an approving nod after inspecting the tree.

“Alright, then it’s settled. Hand me the saw, love,” Spencer said.

“Please be careful,” you reminded him, slowly handing him the saw that the farm employees gave to you.

After multiple breaks and some encouragement from you and Jo, Spencer was finally able to saw through the tree’s stump completely.

He dragged it to the car as you pulled Jo in the sled. You both tied it to the top of the car using bungee cords.

Once you were home, you set the tree in its stand and gave it plenty of water. Spencer got the box of ornaments down from the attic.

You put Christmas music on and the three of you spent the rest of the day decorating the tree, baking cookies, and watching Home Alone.

-

Spencer had insisted on putting on a Santa suit in case Jo came down when you were putting the presents out.

Knowing this information, you decided to tease him by purchasing a tight elf dress that stopped right under your butt.

You smirked, looking at yourself one more time in the mirror before heading downstairs where Spencer was waiting.

Spencer ceased his movements as he saw you slowly descend down the stairs. He was practically drooling.

“What’s wrong? Have I been a naughty girl?” you asked, feigning innocence.

“Yes, baby, you have,” he whispered in your ear, roughly planting kisses along your jawline and down your neck.

Spencer cupped your ass with his hands.

You tugged on the hair at the nape of his neck and he let out a moan that vibrated against your skin.

“Shhhh, we can’t wake Jo up,” you reminded him.

He started to guide you over to the couch but you put your hand on his chest to stop him.

“We’ve got to put the presents under the tree first, babe.”

You broke from his grasp and Spencer let out a soft whine.

Deciding you weren’t done having your fun just yet, you picked up a present from the box where you had hidden them and slowly bent over to place it under the tree.

You felt a light smack against your ass that made you stand up quickly because you certainly hadn’t been expecting that.

You turned around to see Spencer with the biggest grin on his face and a devilish glint in his eyes.

“Don’t tease me, sweetheart,” he whispered in your ear, “Cause I have no problem with doing that again and again and again.”

-

Jo woke you both up by jumping on the bed.

“Santa came! Santa came! Santa came!”

“He sure did, baby,” you giggled, looking at Spencer.

“Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s go open some presents!” Spencer got out from underneath the covers, dressed in his flannel PJs.

Jo ran down the stairs with you and Spencer right behind.

“No opening any gifts until Mommy gets her camera!” you shouted out from the kitchen as Jo took her seat on the floor right in front of the tree.

You grabbed your camera, the box of donuts you got yesterday, and coffee for you and Spencer.

“Thanks, love,” Spencer gave you a quick kiss, accepting the mug and picking up a chocolate frosted donut with sprinkles as you joined him on the couch.

Jo opened up all of her presents from you and Spencer that consisted of a model plane that she could build herself with instructions, a set of washable watercolor paints, and of course more dinosaur memorabilia.

“Daddy’s turn!” you jumped up from the couch and grabbed a manila folder that had a huge bow on it under the tree.

Spencer looked at you curiously, opening the envelope and revealing a packet of forms that were half filled out.

“It’s the forms needed to update Jo’s birth certificate. Once you fill out your section, I can take it to city hall and your name will officially be added as the father on Jo’s birth certificate,” you smiled.

Spencer nodded softly, staring down at the document in awe.

“I love you so much,” he finally said, pulling you in for a hug.

“And I love you so much too,” he grabbed Jo to join the hug.

“We love you too,” you replied.

Spencer wiped the happy tears from his eyes.

“Okay,” he chuckled, “First, I have a gift for Jo and Mommy and then Mommy gets her gift.”

Spencer pulled out a bag from the back of the tree and handed it to Jo who was sitting in your lap.

Two sets of headbands with a pair of black round circles and a red bow were inside the bag. You both looked at Spencer for further explanation.

“We are going to Disneyworld,” he smiled.

Jo screamed in excitement, running over to hug Spencer’s legs. You laughed, putting the Minnie ears on you and Jo’s heads.

“Spence, that is so generous and thoughtful of you but how much did that cost,” you asked.

“Nothing you need to concern yourself with, my dear. I had to make up for all the past Christmases and birthdays,” he kissed you before picking up the last item under the tree and handing it to you.

You opened the box to see two identical silver bands inside, one slightly bigger than the other. You looked up at Spencer skeptically.

“Not the ring yet. Just a ring…for each of us,” he picked up the smaller ring and slipped it onto your index finger, kissing your hand.

“I love it and I love you,” you smiled, looking at your hand and then taking the other ring and slipping it onto his index finger.

[captain039]

PART 5

Secrets of mutation

Logan(wolverine) x reader

Warnings: Age gap, student/teacher, AOB, trauma, swearing, sexual, intimate, a little forceful, heats, smut, unprotected sex, lil kinky, angst, jealousy

Xmen X new mutants

Previous chapter <-

You awoke with a jolt, you looked around the sunlight filling your room. You expected an already awake roommate but found none. Last night hit you quickly and you went to move. You sighed in relief as Logan tightened his arm around you. You rolled over to face him and he grumbled softly half asleep. You looked at his sleeping face, relaxed, not so angry and stern.

“I know you’re staring at me” he said voice full of sleep.

“Do not” you huffed playfully as he opened his eyes. You smiled softly and he gave you a smile too.

“You can smile?” You said and he laughed turning over to stretch. He relaxed back on his side and you kept your eyes on him.

“The professors gonna kill me, so is Jean” you mumbled and he sighed.

“He’ll kill me, Jean’ll send me through the wall and you’ll get time out” he grumbled and you chuckled.

“Time out?” You chuckled again.

“You’re one of his prized pupils” he mimicked Charles with the last bit and you laughed. A knock came on your door and you froze. You didn’t know who it was, didn’t care, you didn’t want Logan to leave. You wrapped your arm over him and hid under his neck.

“Y/n” it was Jean who called but you didn’t answer. Logan wrapped his arms around you too body tense.

“Y/n please answer, I know you’re in there, and you too Logan” you went wide eyed as Logan sighed. He moved slightly and you gripped onto him.

“I’ll go talk to her” he whispered and you gave him a worried look.

“I’ll be back omega” he whispered and you nodded slightly letting go. He stood and got dressed sighing as he went to the door. You grabbed a sheet to covering yourself and tugged it close. You heard a soft argument and grabbed the pillow and covered your head with it.

“Jean leave it!” You heard him snarl as he walked back in. The door closed a little harsh and you flinched. He sighed before shuffling around the room.

“Y/n” he said his voice softer as you peaked out from under the pillow.

“If you have to go that’s fine, I’ll um” you sat up leaning against the headboard, holding the sheet to your chest.

“This probably shouldn’t have happened” you said.

“I’m gonna have a shower” before he could speak you stood and took the sheet with you to the bathroom. You ignored his calls and locked the door. You heard him sigh on the other side before his footsteps left and a door opened.

You felt tears in your eyes as you folded the sheet lazily and started the shower.

You stood under the water for a bit, your body still hot. You cried, or maybe it was the shower, you didn’t know what to feel.

You dried off and looked in the mirror, you were still in heat, you could feel the release from last night wearing off.

You sighed when the door opened, you frowned as Logan stood there one claw out.

“There’s a thing called knocking!” You glared as he stared you down. You gripped the towel a little closer thighs clenching together. He stalked forward and you kept your back to the sink griping it.

“Logan” you muttered as you hung your head. You heard him sigh quietly and rest a hand on the back of your neck, letting your head rest on his chest. Your body tingled at the feeling and you wrapped your arms around his neck. You were on your tiptoes before he picked you up to sit you in the counter. You leant back arms still hanging around his neck. You kept your eyes downcast not wanting to go into his deep gaze.

“Omega” you tensed and huffed looking up. You caught his gaze and stared back, your body heating up once more.

Your body made the choice and kissed him, you were rough a needy. He responded with an eager kiss also, his arms went around you, pulling you flush against him. You moved your hands, pushed him back a little and gripped his shirt to pull it off. You worked on his belt while he unhooked your towel and let it pool on the counter. You undid his jeans before moving your hand down his waistband. You grabbed his already hard cock and pumped your hand slowly. He leant his head on your shoulder, breathing shakily. You kissed over his neck feeling his hair tickling your tongue and face. He growled softly at you and lifted his head to capture your lips again. He shuffled his pants down before pulling you close again, fingers teasing your entrance. You huffed moving your hips closing to his so he got the hint.

“Eager” he teased and you glared as he lined himself up and pushed in.

You sighed leaning your head back at the feeling. Your heat had already lubed you up, the feeling of an alpha inside making you shudder. You felt him kissing around your neck as he moved his hips against yours quickly. You moaned quietly the best you could, you leant your head forwards again and he leant up to kiss you. His pace had quickened and his hand slid between your body’s and pressed against your clit. You moaned into his mouth pulling back to breath as he rubbed his fingers, urging you to come. You bit your lip and gave a stifled cry as you came he thrusted a few more times before coming also. You sagged against him for support and shuddered with after shocks. You were both panting, your butt had gone to sleep on the counter.

“I can’t feel my butt” you whispered and he laughed. You smiled as he pulled out slowly and steadied you to your feet. You let out a small sigh, thankful your heat had gone down for now. He grabbed your towel and wrapped it around you again before pulling his pants back up. You wrapped your arms around him though a saddened feeling filling you. He was startled but let one hand go around you to hold your waist. You had nuzzled into his neck taking in his scent before letting go slowly.

“Omega?” He questioned softly but you left to go get dressed.

He left also after dressing, you sighed looking out the window and to the large open field. Your stomach grumbled though and you walked to the door slowly. You peeked out and saw no one thankfully and darted to the small kitchen across from your room. You grabbed a big bowel and poured some cereal, grabbed a juice and sat down at the kitchen island. You ate slowly hoping nobody came in. You were aching still, numb cramps in your stomach and hot all over again. You pressed the cold bottle of juice to your forehead and hummed softly at the feeling. You jumped though seeing someone in the doorway.

“Rahne?” You questioned as she walked in more.

“Hi” you mumbled flushing, you probably reeked of heat and Logan.

“I smell like him don’t I?” You mumbled and she nodded.

“Sorry” you said embarrassed.

“It’s alright” she finally spoke.

“No it’s not” you sighed.

“It’s not alright” you added.

“Fuck” you mumbled feeling tears roll down your face. Rahne sat next to you, hand on your back.

“Stupid” you muttered leaning to her without meaning too.

“It’s not stupid, it’s just your biology” she said.

“Pretty sure my biology is stupid too” you joked and she smiled before forcing it away.

“Did you-?” She didn’t finish as you nodded embarrassed even more.

“Did he mark you?” She asked and you shook your head.

“Well I guess that’s good” she said and you sagged.

“Maybe not” she quickly added.

“It’s not, I don’t know what it is, maybe I’m just desperate and lonely and-“ you stopped seeing Danny by the door.

“How much did you listen too?” You questioned.

“Everything” she admitted and you sighed. She sat in the other side of you and kept her hand on the other side of your back as you sighed resting your head in your hands.

“Sam I know your there” you called sending him. He came in awkwardly as did Roberto.

“You guys don’t have to hide” you rolled your eyes.

“Well it’s girl stuff” Roberto said.

“You are a girl” you grumbled lamely.

“How’re you feeling?” Sam asked softly.

“Like shit” you answered pushing your bowel away, not hungry anymore.

“So Logan- did he uh?” Sam gestured around a bit and you raised an eyebrow.

“Yes Sam” you huffed and he nodded awkwardly.

“I hate myself so much” you sighed feeling tears again.

“He’s what 100? Smells good and-“ you flushed thinking back to last night.

“I’ve been here what two weeks? Three?” You questioned.

“A month” Rahne.

“A month?” You repeated and she nodded.

“Oh” you mumbled.

“How’s Illyana?” You asked.

“Adjusting, slowly” Roberto answered and you nodded.

“I just wanna sleep” you said sighing.

“Go back to bed then” Rahne spoke.

“Too far” you complained making Sam laugh.

“Come on” he walked around the island to you and held his hand out.

“When were you doing nice?” You joked taking his hand. He smiled shaking his head as the others followed.

“Thought we were going to my room?” You questioned.

“You need some fresh air first” Sam said and you shrugged. They led you outside and sat under a big tree. You sighed, Rahne on one side and Sam on the other. Danny next to Rahne and Roberto next to Sam and Danny. You leant back against the bark not really caring about your PJ’s and slippers. You leant against Sam without knowing and closed your eyes. His scent was nice now that you took it in, not as strong as some but still present. You don’t know how much time passed till you fell asleep. Your body jolted you awake and you sat up scaring the others.

“Sorry fell asleep” you mumbled stretching and yawning.

“Didn’t mean to lean on you” you said to Sam and he shrugged.

“I’m gonna go take a nap” you said standing up slowly.

“You guys can stay, I need sleep” you chuckled and they nodded.

“Sleep well” Danny said and Rahne nodded.

“Night” Sam waved as did Roberto. You waved back going back to the mansion.

You sighed walking to your room and opening the door. Logan stood by the window, arms crossed as he looked out.

“Thought you were a teacher” you said walking to the bed and crawling in it.

“I was just outside” you added.

“I know” he finally spoke.

“Ok” you mumbled curling up in the blanket. You closed your eyes and sighed, you heard light movement till the bed dipped.

“What are you doing?” You said tiredly.

“Getting in the bed” he stated kicking his shoes off and going under the sheet. You rolled your eyes lazily closing them again as he got comfortable and laid down.

“You move when I’m almost asleep I will kill you” you warned softly and you heard him chuckle.

“Don’t worry princess” he said as you felt him close. You opened your eyes, soft brown eyes staring back at you.

“What?” You whispered as he lifted a hand to rest it on your cheek. He didn’t answer and you huffed closing your eyes again. He gently stroked your cheek before resting it on top of the blanket over your waist. You felt sleep tug and tug before you gave in, world going dark.

Logan watched as your breathing evened out and your face relaxed fully. He sighed softly lying on his back and staring at the ceiling. Jean almost threw him through the wall and the Professor stayed silent the whole time he was in his office. He had stormed out tired and wanting your presence again. He saw you out under the tree falling asleep on your friend Sam. He watched the boy tense and shift slightly making him pissed for some reason. You five had only known each other and that Dr you were with, a family bond like that was hard to break. He thought back to when you tried to fight him, you didn’t want to, you weren’t a soldier, just a young woman who had her life stolen from her to early. When you went into heat it hit him, he almost did cut that kids tongue out if he kept speaking. He kept beating himself up for leaving you in that room by yourself when you clearly needed someone, when he heard the crash he got worried you might’ve hurt yourself, when he found out you threw his pillow he sensed your frustration with him and gave in. When you fell asleep that night he swore to protect you, you had nightmares but never woke up till the morning so he stayed. No here you were passed out from exhaustion, sleeping next to a soldier.

Next Chapter ->

[kirschteinsj]

Pinky Promises

Nanami x fem! reader

Warnings: nothing too much! maybe language but overall just a bunch of fluff and lovey dovey stuff 

Word Count: 2.9k

Summary: Domestic Nanami and reader, just thinking about how much they love each other. sappy and cute stuff.

A/N: Hi! ^_^ Second time posting, I’ve had this one shot saved for a bit now! finally posting it lolz. I've noticed a lot of people have written domestic Nanami pics or drawn art, very glad society as a whole has this perception of him. it truly heals the soul I think. anyway, I hope u like this and sorry if there’s any grammar errors I wasnt able to catch U_U im thinking of doing a hc post next.... unsure hm, we’ll see ^_^!!

“I’m hooooome.” He says loudly as he steps through the apartment door, setting his briefcase down and taking off his beige coat. Putting down the grand kitchen knife she was using to chop up spinach, she rushed to the door with a smile and engulfed the tall blonde into a tight hug, saying hello. She took a deep breath, inhaling the soft scent of his cologne, the smell of something sour and musty soon taking over. Her face scrunched up and she let out a giggle.

“Oh god, Nanami, you stink, what did you go against today?”

“Nothing too bad. Just a grade 3,” He sighed “A smelly grade 3.” He sounded disappointed, probably because he knew he stunk too. Though the smell was horrendous, she still remained in his arms and he still held on just as tight.

“Are you tired? I was thinking of making dinner with you tonight but if you’re too tired I can-”

“No no. I’m fine. Just let me wash up and I’ll help out.”

“You sure?” She asked looking up towards him, questioning once more to reassure. He looked down and pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head.

“I’m sure, dear.”

While he showers upstairs, she gets back to readying the ingredients so they could begin cooking their masterpiece as soon as possible. Tonight she had chosen chicken alfredo with a tossed salad; One could say it was her favourite, but saying that would imply that she would eat it when cooked and served by whomever. But to her, she would only eat it when it was him who had made it for her.

Y/n adored him. He adored her. To her, he was her light. She could simply not imagine life without him, not after he had come in and changed her in such a way. She never in a million years would have thought to be so in love with someone. To have known someone who cared enough to hear all about her day or listen to all her tangents, whether they made sense or not. Who listened to her talk forever about anything just so he could see the faint glow of passion in her eyes. Someone who remembered the small details in regards to the things she loved and the things she despised; Like how she hated the feeling of peanut butter on her fingers and how she absolutely admired the scent of fresh pages in a new book. Sometimes, she felt undeserving of him.

He admired her like no other. Never did he believe he’d be capable of opening up to anyone in such a way, at least not until she walked into his life. He could write a million lists, all full of everything he loved about her. The way she smiled cheekily at him after a witty remark, how she'd give every hug as if it was the last, the way she was oh so patient with him. It took him time to become vulnerable in the slightest, he just didn’t know how to do so without burdening her. She knew his job was hard, he’d told her. But rather than running away like he expected, she stayed with him right by his side. She refused to leave him over that. If anything, it made her want to stay more since she felt the need to be there for him. It felt like a punch to the gut but a good one. “So, is this love?” He had asked himself then. Nanami had someone who brought out the much more joyful side to him. At the end of the day, he knew he’d walk through the front door only to see her, arms wide open and with a big smile offering a cozy hug. She was his home. Sometimes, he felt undeserving of her.

Putting the final piece of broccoli into the container, she tidies any clutter and went back to their shared bedroom. Sinking into the bed and falling on it with a plush thump, she lets out a deep sigh mixed with some sort of a groan. She herself was exhausted from work too to say the least. She didn’t deal with curses or anything like that, but she did teach a class of 9 year olds which one could consider just as frustrating. Yawning, she checks her phone to read the time: 6:15 PM. Nanami hadn’t been in the shower for too long, a small nap wouldn’t hurt. Quickly, she settled for a little 30 minute nap. That way, she could get up soon enough to help him out in the kitchen and not abandon him to do everything on his own. She turns her phone off and slowly, her eyes shut.

…

Y/n slowly opens her eyes and notices a grey throw blanket placed on her, something that she doesn’t recall going to bed with earlier. “Must’ve been Nanami.” Grabbing her phone, she turns the screen on, wincing at the incredible blue light piercing into her skull. “Fuck.” she mumbles. Once her eyes adjust, she glances back at the screen for the time: 7:30.

“FUCK,” she says, voice croaking “I overslept.” With the speed of light, she leaves bed and runs down the hall to the bathroom to freshen up. She soon makes her way over to the kitchen silently, slightly ashamed and guilty. Y/n mumbles a whine with a frown, “He’s probably done making things now. I could have helped.”

The kitchen is filled with the delicate scents of sauces, cheese and herbs. She watches him from the door frame, admiring her boyfriend. He stood in front of the stove mixing at the sauce for the alfredo, which scent alone made her mouth water. Nanami seems to be in his own world, as he stands humming to himself softly, stirring the pot of sauce and adding in the broccoli and spinach, not seeming to notice y/n. With a final stir, he carefully sets the lid and turns to rinse his hands. Her gaze sits upon his figure, how his grey oversized shirt slightly clings to his shoulders and loosens as it goes down his body. Looking down, she noticed the bright red christmas pyjamas he had on, the ones with adorable little reindeers all over them. Grinning, she remembers how she had bought those for him. She purchased a matching set for the two of them and insisted on wearing them all day on Christmas last year. Nanami had responded to the idea with a stern “No” which left y/n in shambles. She didn’t expect him to agree, but hey, a girl can dream. However, on Christmas day, lo and behold, she had woken up to find Nanami sitting on the couch, watching the news with his reindeer PJs on. Immediately, she had attacked him with hugs and kisses and all Nanami did was sit there and accept them, secretly loving it the whole time.

A deep voice throws her out of her thoughts. “You know, it’s rude to stare, right?”

Y/n chuckles quietly and makes her way over, wrapping her arms around him from behind, snuggling into his back.

“I like to stare at you, you’re cute,” she breathes in his scent once again, “ah, you smell so much better now. Like the nami I know.”

“I am not cute. I am a grown man.”

“C’mon, you can’t possibly be saying that right now. Not while you’re wearing these pants.” She coos, gently patting his butt. He goes silent, refusing to rebuttal knowing that he’s lost. He leans against the counter, his front facing her. Though he didn’t say anything, y/n sees this as an open invite to his arms. The rope of his arms finds her waist this time, her arms in an embrace around his neck.

“Whatever, tell me, how was your day, hm?” He posed, changing the subject.

“Same old, yenno. The kids and I had a discussion today about drugs and safety. It was cute, hearing them rat out their neighbours for smoking cigs and talk about how yucky they thought alcohol is. It was… sweet. How was work for you, hon?”

“Shit.” He retorts, closing his eyes, “Work is shit.”

“Oh come ON, I’m sure it’s not always that bad, right? Say, how’s your friend doing, you know, the one who kinda looks like one of my makeup brushes! Isn’t he good company?”

“Yeah, if good company means having to deal with a nuisance to society on a daily basis then by all means, yes, Gojo is wonderful company.” He joked, loosening his grip on her and making his way over to the stove to check on his sauce. She follows, opening the first drawer and pulling out a silver spoon, “You’re so mean sometimes. I think he’s a great guy to be around! I met him once, such a flirt.”

He teases calmly, “If you love him so much, why don’t you get with him?”

Taking her spoon, she lowers it into the pot and brings it back up to her face, blowing on it carefully before she puts it to her lips to taste. “Hmm, I would. But I don’t think he’s as big as you. I’ll have to pass.” She smirked, putting the spoon into her mouth as he watched and sighed in disappointment.

He glares,“God, you’re something else.”

“I’m just kidding, babe.” Bringing her spoon down for another taste. He swats at her hand and she retreats it with a whine. “Don’t do that. You’ve tried it already, and will again when we get to eat.” He scolded tenderly, “Plus, you shouldn’t be given these privileges anyway. It’s not like you helped out or anything.” He smiled, teasing her.

“Nanamiiii, I’m sorry,” she whines, half laughing, “I promise, I was going to help! I just got a little bit sleepy and sort of lost track of time…” He turned over to her and lifted her face with a finger under her chin. Laughing, he delicately caresses her cheek, tapping it admirably with a curled finger. The blonde chuckles and looks her in the eyes, “I’m just joking with you, love. I know you’ve been tired lately, I can tell. Why haven’t you been resting?”

Her smile falls and she sighs. Y/n wrapped her arms around his waist and brought him into her, hiding her face into his chest. It was true, she was exhausted but she didn’t deem it to be anything so serious. Work was just heavy this past week from having to grade her students’ work in time for report cards. All she wanted was the best for her kids and was finding ways to get the kids out of their comfort zones enough to do well in class. That reminded her, Nanami also mentioned having a student of his own.

She takes her face out of his chest and glances upwards. “It’s just this week of work, I promise I’ll be back to normal soon. I’ve just been busy with lesson plans and activities, yenno. Anyway, speaking of students, how’s the one you’ve been assigned to?” She posed in a soft tone. Half smiling, he turned around to add the strained pasta to the sauce, scattering it into the pot.

“He’s special. Quite lively. And cheerful. He reminds me of you sometimes,” his voice strains as he stretches to grab the bowl of cooked chicken to finally add into the pot, finishing the meal, “He’s got potential.” Y/n beamed with happiness. Nanami really seemed to like this kid and if he thought you had potential, then it sure as hell meant you had it.

She lets out a squeal, “EEEEEEK!!! That sounds amazing! I’m so happy for you!” Nanami suppressed a laugh and rolled his eyes, “It’s not that-”

“This calls for a drink, don’t you think?” She babbled with excitement, “We should have some wine! Right?”

Grabbing her wrist as she skipped her way over to the bottle, he reminded her, “You have school tomorrow. You always end up having more than needed and struggle to wake up in the morning.” Y/n frowned at his words, to which he noticed and tried to fix, “Tomorrow’s Friday, you can drink plenty tomorrow, hm? I’ll drink with you.”

“Ugh, fine. You’re right. But you have to promise.”

“I promise you ca-”

“No! You have to pinky-promise.” She demanded, pouting as he stuck out her pinky finger.

His heart skips a beat. Was she always this cute? Her angelic eyes stare into his tired ones. Bottom lip poking out, awaiting Nanami’s pinky to interlock with her own. He knew she took pinky-promises very seriously despite her grown age. It was among one of the many petty details that he cherished. Something about this pinky-promise was enough for her to ensure trust onto someone, it made him laugh. Her naivety is what made her so kind hearted, what allowed her to see the best in people. He felt that this naivety is why they’re together to begin with. He didn’t ever think she’d give him a chance. He reminisced of their first few encounters. The way she did her hair back then, the way she dressed, her shy smile and how she’d look at the floor whenever she’d blush. Maybe it was her timid nature that made him fall head over heels for her. Or maybe it was her generosity. Perhaps her beauty. He was unable to simply confine the reasoning for his infatuation with just a few traits. She grew overtime, more comfortable and less shy, she was more confident around him but he knew he could still make her blush so badly that she’d have to hide her face from him. He enjoyed their banter, her company. He felt it was luck. Or maybe it was fate. Who knows. He didn’t want to think so much about it. He wanted to live in the moment, adore her in this present time. In that instance, he felt the strong urge to kiss her. And so he did.

The kiss was short and sweet, yet full of an unfathomable amount of love. It took her aback, she didn’t quite see it coming. She too stood in the present moment, then and there, cherishing the man she loved.

His lips leave hers and he extends the smallest finger on his hand, declaring, “I pinky-promise.” And a ginormous grin washes over her face. In a whisper, she squeals and scoops her arms around his torso, resting her head onto his chest. They stay like this for a while, not too long really, but to them it felt like an eternity being in each other’s affectionate embrace. He goes to speak and she feels the vibrating boom of his voice make his way up from his chest.

“I love you.”

She sighs, “I love you too.”

Turning her head, y/n smoothly gets on her tip toes and clasps her arms around his neck, giving it a tender kiss and attempting to make a trail leading up to his sharp jaw. Catching onto her tactics he laughs, putting his big hand against her face and pushing her back.

“Seriously?” He chuckles, “You couldn’t wait till after dinner? Come on, take out the plates.”

“Wait for what? I was just kissing you! You’re so dramatic, Nami.” She lies, playing innocent. She knew damn well what she was trying to do. She wasn’t going to admit to it though. Taking out the plates and utensils, she readied the table.

…

After dinner and meaningless conversation, the two lovers tidied and headed towards their room. “Do yo wana wah a mohee tomowwow nie?” Y/n proposed from the bathroom as she brushed her teeth. He perks his head up, confused, “Do I want to what?” She spat into the sink and rinsed her mouth, repeating her question.

“I said, do you wanna watch a movie tomorrow night? Like at home? There’s this documentary I saw on Netflix, it looks really good! It’s crime related.”

“That sounds fine with me. Though, that’s only possible if you don’t end up drinking too much. I always have to get you to sleep early when you drink.” He states nonchalantly, nose poked into a thick book. She rolls her eyes and smiles, “I promise I won’t drink all that much.” Shifting his book to the opposing hand, Nanami silently takes his pinky finger and holds it out to y/n. She snickers and reciprocates.

“You’ve now pinky-promised. Don’t break it, y/n.”

“I never do.”

The nightstand lamp illuminates the room with a soft yellow glow. Shadows of objects on the nightstand hang on the walls. Laying in bed on her phone, y/n turns over to Nanami, who was still reading his book. “Nami, come lay next to me, I wanna cuddle. Please?” Her voice faint. He looks down at her and puts his book away immediately. He could use a cuddle too. Bringing himself down, he lays on his back, y/n closing the gap between the two. Their legs intertwine, her arm and head resting on his chest while one of his hands rested on her bum, the other dotingly playing with her hair. Neither of them spoke a word for a while. Until y/n broke the silence.

“So, were there no other pairs of pants you had left to wear or-”

“Please, be quiet.”

[deltas-writing-corner]

Tsukumo Yuki relationship headcanons

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

Pairing: Tsukumo Yuki x reader

Author note: Tsukomo Yuki is the reason I love woman and she can crush me between her thighs send tweet

Warnings: Potential manga spoilers (?) | Mentions of s*x, but nothing too blatantly explicit. I would still prefer it if minors did not interact with this post in any way.

Yuki always asks the people she meets what type of woman they like. If someone were to ask that same question back to her, she’ll most certainly utter back your name as if it were an obvious response.

What’s not to love about you? You’re cute. You make her laugh. You cook for her because heaven knows she can't if her life depended on it. Most importantly, you keep her company due to the lack of curses she’s ever sent to exorcise. Traveling the world is fun and all, but it’s even more fun with you by her side!

You’re not a sorcerer. You can’t even see curses. Yuki is a childhood friend of yours and has kept you in the loop regarding the world of jujutsu sorcery since she started integrating into it. She thinks it’s important for you to know that someone like you, a non-curse user who has no control over the curse energy you create, should know what exactly your negative emotions can lead to. It’s not to make you feel bad or pin blame on you in any way. It’s her way of protecting you beyond physical means as well as a way of showing you that she places a great deal of trust in you regarding the nature of her line of work and her true goals.

Because she rejects the methods of the higher-ups and her ideology is more along the lines of putting an end to the creation of curses permanently instead of letting them manifest and dealing with them when they start causing profound trouble, you’re often the one that has to listen to all her new, sometimes overreaching, hypotheses now and then. You may even take part in her research, but she would never put you in any sort of harm! At least, not unless you give her the okay to. Be warned, if you give your blessing to be her little lab rat she’s prone to get carried away with her methods. Speak up if she’s doing something outrageous or if she’s making you uncomfortable. Otherwise, you might end up in some precarious situations.

As mentioned previously, Yuki isn’t sent out on missions that often, if ever. She instead chooses to travel in and out of the country, for the sake of her research as well as for the pleasure of it. Since she’s one of three, later four, special grade sorcerers her salary is rather tremendous. Unfortunately, her travels outside Japan are “unauthorized” and sometimes her funds get frozen by the higher-ups. Her quick solution to the matter is to fly back, take on a mission or two to get her funds unfrozen (and into your account because you’re her partner-in-crime) or even take on a mission to earn some more funds, and then you and her are right back to traveling the world again.

During one of these money replenishing heists, she met a kid that she took a particular interest in and wanted to mentor, Aoi Todo. It’s hard for most people to spark her interest to the extent Todo did, so you happily supported her endeavors and even met with her young pupil a few times throughout the years. Her methods of training are a bit....extreme, to put it lightly. You understand that holding back her punches will only hinder Todo’s progress instead of allowing him the ability to improve and push past his limits, but you can’t help but flinch over the large scar that marks his face whenever you briefly meet up with him.

Todo is eccentric, but so is Yuki. Perhaps not idol obsessed like Todo, but seeing the way he takes great care of his appearance and flaunts his body (during a battle even), he’s a near-identical clone of Yuki. She knows that she’s good-looking, and she will always flaunt this fact to anyone with working eyes, even you! Does it work every single time? Yes. Yes, it does.

Honestly, how can it not? She’s tall. She has a great butt. She drives a motorcycle. Her tight biker pants are your Achilles heels and she knows it. Sometimes she’ll wear them around the house just to flaunt her curves and other bodily goods, even if it’s the middle of the summer, the AC is broken and the pants are made of stuffy leather material. If it gets your face all heated up, she'll wear it.

The compliments she gets from strangers are nice and all, but it’s your reactions she truly cares about. You’ve been by her side through it all. You're still sticking with her even despite the fact that she’s constantly moving around and living a somewhat free-spirited lifestyle. You genuinely support and help her when almost everyone else has rejected her methods and ideals and brush her off as some lazy, outrageous-thinking woman. Really, you stole this woman’s heart just by letting her be herself, a lazy, outrageous-thinking woman.

Yuki is indeed lazy, to the point it sometimes affects you and your shared apartment is left in a week-long accumulated mess. I’m talking clothes strewed about and spilling out the already full laundry basket, sink filled with dirty dishes, houseplant half dead due to insufficient watering, and little dusty bunnies in the corner of the room. Whenever you try to get around to getting your living space in order, she always drags you back to the bed with her either to nap some more or for a quick round of sex that leads to more napping. Eventually, you have to beat her with a pillow and threaten her with no sex for a certain period of time to get her to back off, which always works without fail.

If you really hold the “no sex until...” ultimatum over her head long enough, she’ll even pitch in and help you clean. But to be honest she kinda sucks at it so it’s sometimes better to just have her sit on the sidelines while you do all the work. She’ll jokingly suggest you clean with just an apron on (because she’s a freak like that), but you haven’t taken her up on the suggestion just yet. It’s mostly because you’ll use the “naked apron” method to further insinuate her punishment if your usual threat begins to lose its potency (because you are also a freak like that).

She’s a bad sleeping partner. Not only does she hog all the blankets and pillows, but she even stretches out her limbs over the entire bed. This usually leaves you curled up in a corner shivering your ass off until you either fall asleep via exhaustion or move to the couch. If you go to the couch, she’s 99.9% likely to wake up and join you shortly after, where she’s less of a hassle to deal with because of the limited space.

She’s a great big spoon, which is actually one of the ways you later use to solve her troublesome habits as once she latches onto you, she will not let go the rest of the evening. Unfortunately, she also snores terribly loud, but it’s nothing earbuds can’t fix.

Some might think she sleeps in something flattering, maybe even a bit scanty. That couldn’t be any further from the truth. Her pj’s are decades-old shirts and gym shorts that she never got around to getting rid of. If not that, she’ll sleep completely naked and she doesn’t care if someone walks in on her with the covers off. She’ll only ever wear lingerie or other promiscuous pieces of clothing if she has intentions of getting between your legs and rocking your world for the rest of the night.

I think it goes without saying that she looks great in lace, but as hot as she may look, she really likes seeing you dressed up in something risque as well.

If you’re female, she sometimes likes to wear matching lingerie sets with you, but her favorite material to see you in is leather, especially those harness-styled sets that squeeze your flesh all around.

If you’re male, she’s a complete sucker for a man in a clean-cut, custom-tailored suit and will take it off as soon as you put it on. Hope you don’t mind losing a button or two, because she will pop them off for sure when she rips your dress shirt off of you.

To all my gender-neutral folks, It’s never too late to whip out that naked apron I mentioned earlier! Or a leather jacket. Everyone looks great in a leather jacket!

Yuki’s diet is fucking terrible. You’re a decent cook, but despite this, all she ever seems to want is greasy take-out food that makes you wonder how the hell she’s still so fit after witnessing her down three chicken burritos in one sitting. Even when the two of you are abroad and are able to try out different types of cuisines not so readily available in Japan, she’ll still want to go out to a fast food joint that you can easily find everywhere. You’ve tried to get her to branch out of her comfort zone and eat somewhat healthier alternatives of her favorite foods, but so far you’ve gotten mixed results.

In summary: Yuki is a pretty outgoing person and sometimes can be a bit of a hassle to deal with, but she’s clearly ambitious and moves to the tune of her own beat. Her goal of finding and effectively eliminating the source of all curses is a testament to the fact that she wants to save future generations from having to carry the burden sorcerers have been carrying for thousands of years. Her goals are not only for the sake of the people who will come after her, but also for the sake of her future with you. You’re someone she genuinely cares for and wishes to spend the rest of her life with, evident by the numerous times she’s come clean to you about her fears of you dying when she isn't around to protect you or of her dying and leaving you behind to mourn during late-night pillow talks in hotels or in your shared home. A future where you and her can travel the world and truly take in and enjoy the sights and wonders instead of searching for an answer to one of the world’s greatest phenomenon is a future worth fighting for, even if she’s met with some pushback or the end goal seems like nothing more than a pipedream at times. So long as you’re there with her to see her research bear fruit, she’ll keep testing and coming up with new methods to eliminate curses permanently, no matter the extremes her research takes her to.

[julesclues]

fake dating

“hallelujah, my ass” // chapter 2

warnings: mentions of sex

pairings: jj maybank x reader

word count: 2.16k

you had always loved eating dinner with your family. the talks, the laughter, and lets not forget the food. but today? today, you hated it. today, skipping dinner didn’t seem so bad. why?

because jj maybank was here too.

“so jj,” your dad starts, making your palms sweaty. you and your father were never close. he was really mean to you, and only you. to others, he would pretend like he was the greatest father in the world. but alone, he was the complete opposite. “i heard you’re dating my daughter. what are your intentions? are you just trying to get into her pants?” choking on your food, you look at jj to see his face a little red. “dad! what’s wrong with you?” you speak up, causing your dad to fling his hands in the air. “i’m just asking! he was always so mean to you, y/n. you would come home crying an–“

“i love your daughter sir.” your head snaps in jj’s direction after hearing him cut your father off. “i know i was mean to her in the past, and i will never forgive myself for that. honestly, i’m surprised she even gave me a chance. i can’t change the past, but i know i can change the future. and i know i want y/n in my future. i want her there. it would mean everything to me if you approved of us. but with all due respect sir, even if you didn’t, that wouldn’t keep me away from y/n.” jj looks at you and smiles softly, but you look down at your food, playing with it using your fork.

you couldn’t believe what jj just said. sure, all of it was fake but you couldn’t help but feel butterflies. you felt your heart skip a beat as your dad stayed quiet. he was never quiet.

“if you’d like me to go i can ju–“ you cut jj off as he tries to get up. “you’re staying,” you whisper to him, grabbing his wrist. “no jj, stay please!” your mom exclaims, taking a sip of her drink. “i can tell you love my daughter, so i am definitely in favor of this relationship!” she squeals, hitting your father in his arm. “and i need to have a talk with you.” your little sister laughs and taps your arm, causing both you and jj to look at her. “go upstairs, they won’t notice. i’ll just say you got sick or something.” you move your hand to the top of her head and kiss her. “thanks sis.” you grab jj’s hand in anger and run upstairs with him. closing the door, you turn to him.

“hallelujah,” he sighs. “i really saved our asses back there, huh?” you punch him in the chest but considering he was much stronger than you, he only grunted quietly. “hallelujah, my ass!” you yell. “what was that? this is supposed to be fake! there’s no way you’re that good at improvising!” jj scoffs, sitting on your bed and running his hands through his blonde locks. “don’t be so self centered y/n! of course it was fake. i was just sucking up to your parents to make them think i was in love with you!” you sigh with frustration and look away. for some strange reason, you felt a little hurt. sure, you hated the maybank boy with a passion, but hearing him say all of that was fake.. hurt.

“whatever,” you mumble, pacing back and forth. “you need to sleep over,” you say, making him smirk. “shut up!” you say, throwing a pillow at him. he catches it, and throws it back at you, hitting you in the stomach. “i didn’t say anything!” he protests. “you were about to!” you yell back. “would you shut up?” he stands up, walking closer to you. “make me maybank!”

with the arguing and heavy breathing, you didn’t realize how close jj actually was. you take a step back, recollecting yourself. “can you just sleepover please?” you mumble, not wanting to fight with him right now. “fine,” he huffs. “but i get the bed.” you turn your head towards him and run your tongue along your upper teeth. “no fucking way.” you clench your jaw as he starts to prepare the bed for himself. “i said no jj!” he stops what he’s doing and turns towards you. “you always have to be difficult, don’t you?”

“listen to me you little shit,” you start, putting your pointer finger on his chest. “i know you’re helping me, and i thank you for that, but i am paying you $100 maybank. so just shut up, listen to me, and make your bed on the floor because there is no way we are sleeping together, and i am not about to sleep on my bedroom floor.”

jj looks at you intensely before grabbing pillows again and propping them on the floor. “i’m only letting you talk to me like that because it was hot,” he says nonchalantly. “shut your mouth,” you reply, walking over to your drawer to get pjs. “here,” you say, throwing sweatpants at him. “why do you have men’s sweatpants?” he questions, but you walk into the bathroom. before closing the door, you reply with, “it’s none of your business, asshole.”

fifteen minutes later, both you and jj were laying down in your assigned spots. you on the bed, him on the floor. scrolling through your phone, you cant help but keep thinking about what jj said during dinner. you had no feelings towards the maybank boy, but for some reason, your mind kept drifting to his sweet words. for you, this is going to be harder than you thought.

jj speaks up, bringing you back to reality. “aren’t we supposed to know everything about each other?” you put down your phone, now the only light in your room being the moon shining through the window. “what are you talking about?” you say, but it comes out in a whisper. “you know, like how boyfriend and girlfriends know each other’s favorite color, or food. that stuff.” you chuckle slightly, and so does jj. “oh and what’s the deal with you and your dad?” jj asks, and your smile drops.

“oh i’m not– i’m not going to get into that with you jj,” you say softly, and he sighs. “but i–“

“i said no jj. goodnight.” mad, you roll on your side, your back facing where jj is laying. you didn’t like talking to anyone about you and your dad’s relationship. your dad was a mean guy to you, but no one knew it. he put on this facade in front of others, so when you used to try to tell people the truth, they would call you a liar or an attention seeker. so now, you refrain from ever talking about it.

it was quiet for a couple minutes. hearing jj shuffle and move, you roll back on your back. “green.” he says out of nowhere. “what?” you ask after a couple seconds. “my favorite color is green because it reminds me of frogs, which are my favorite animal.” you smile to yourself as he continues. “i love the clouds.. um..” he pauses, thinking of more to say. “as much as i drink beer, my favorite drink is actually hot chocolate. um.. i– uh..” he stutters, not knowing what else to say. “oh, i have a birth mark on my butt.” you laugh loudly, making him chuckle. “nice to see you’re still with me princess.” you exhale and reply with a soft “yeah.” silence falls through the air once more before you speak up this time.

“i love the rain but hate thunder.” jj smiles and closes his eyes. “how could you not like thunder?” he asks, playing with his rings. “i don’t know,” you chuckle. “just the loud noises make me nervous i guess. i know it can’t do anything to me, but i’ve had rough experiences with loud noises. you know, like yelling and stuff. nothing ever comes good after a loud noise.” jj noticed how you started to open up to him, but decided to not mention it. if he did, you probably would have gotten embarrassed and you guys would’ve been back at square one. he didn’t want to admit it, but hearing you open up to him about stuff you haven’t even done with the pouges, made him feel important. like someone finally trusted him.

“you still there?” you ask, grabbing jj’s attention. “yeah,” he says softly. “i’m here.” you think some more, and continue to tell him little things about you. “i like the slower version of songs better, i play with my fingers and hair when i’m upset in public because i don’t want to act on my emotions, and i’ve always wanted to go to paris. there’s a lot more, but that’s all i can come up with right now.” both you and jj find yourselves smiling widely. “i can’t wait to learn a lot more about you then, babygirl.” you chuckle. “babygirl?” you question the nickname. “was that not one of the nicknames i could call you?” jj asks sincerely. “no,” you say, but quickly add on, “but i liked it.”

“goodnight jj,” you say with a wide smile. “goodnight babygirl.”

the next morning was a rough one. you woke up with both the sun and your hair in your face. you look at the time and see how it’s 10:28am. you slept in. you roll over to look at jj and notice how he’s still sleeping. you giggle to yourself when you see how his mouth hung open, and his hand was entangled with his hair. you grab your phone, going to take a picture, but before you could, theres a knock at the door. “guys? it’s me, i have breakfast!” you hear your mom’s voice from the other side of the door and panic. if you and jj were supposed to be together, why was he sleeping on the floor?

“uh, one minute!” you scream, throwing a pillow at jj. “jj!” you whisper, as he opens his eyes widely. “my mother’s at the door!” groaning, he rushes to get up on the bed. he grabs the blankets and pillows that were on the floor and throws a pillow at you, hitting you directly in the face. “can i come in?” your mom asks, growing impatient. “n-no!” you stutter, as jj tries to fix his side of the bed. “why?” you mom asks. “i– uh,” you look at jj, and he shrugs, picking up the pace to put the stuff on the bed. “we’re having sex!” you yell, causing jj to try to hold in a laugh. “y/n,” he says with a small laugh. “what the he-“

“shut up just get in bed!” you whisper yell, your face red like a tomato after hearing your mom gasp. “you can co-come in now,” you stutter, as you rest your head on jj’s chest, hearing his heart beat kind of fast. she comes in and sets the food down on nightstand next to you, and walks to the foot of the bed. she eyes you two, putting her hands on her hips. “i hope you two used protection?” she asks, as you groan and hid your face further into jj’s chest. “mom, please,” your raspy voice mumbles. jj laughs awkwardly and looks at the food, hoping to change the subject. “what’s that?” he asks, eyeing the food. “i made you two cinnamon rolls! sure you’ll need some food after working up an appetite, huh?” she says innocently, but that only makes you blush more. “oh my god mom! please leave!” she chuckles, and heads to the door. “thank you ma’am,” jj says politely. she puts her hand on the door knob but before leaving, she turns around. “i don’t want any grandchildren just yet!” she says, and shuts the door.

jj looks down at you and smirks. “we’re having sex, huh!” you push off him and groan in disgust. “i panicked, okay?” you grab your phone as jj continues to lay down, taking in the comfort of the bed he was denied the night before. “i got a text from kie,” you say aloud. “she wants us all to meet at the wreck in an hour.” you look up at jj to see him already staring at you. “what?” you ask and he shrugs. “what do you mean what?” he asks. this is how much of your arguments always start. “i’m not in the mood to fight with you,” you say, looking back down at your phone. that’s when you get an idea.

“let’s tell the pouges that we’re dating.” jj gets up and walks over to the cinnamon rolls your mom made, taking a big bite out of one of them. he looks at you, thinking, and that’s when a big smile appears on his face. “i like that idea.” you smile back at him, feeling those butterflies appear back in your stomach.

oh no, you think to yourself.

whatever you do, do NOT fall in love.

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