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murkystarlight · 6 months ago

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Dreamzzz season2 spoilers pt3

(And my personal comments)

I was caught up with school, better finish this up before I get caught up again-

Episode 6

I had my volume on really loud and it almost killed my ears

It starts off with a little fighting and banter who doesn't love that?

The Night Hunter losing his life, his purpose... I actually have no idea. Why is he acting so gloomy and under the weather? Any opinions? (I think he's just rethinking his life choices or smth)

"Ya- ya- you want us to rustle up some trouble with the Dream Bandit? You're always happy when she's around"

And my stupid brain that gets turned on and operates about the weirdest stupidest things thought "oh. So the fan theory is right" I mean.. did they try to hide it? It was kind of obvious that the Night Hunter had some sort of connection with Zoey

"You're always happy when she's around" (I feel like they know everything already. They just playing with him)

"Youre right.. I should find her. In the WAKING WORLD"

Why does his voice sound so... evil and malicious. He had no reason to make it sound so dramatic

"Don't burn the place down while I'm gone" and here his voice sounds so playful

And Susan and Snivel high-fiving and jumping around in joy- ahh why are they so cute

(Also, I need to know their intention behind the happiness. Is it 'yay! He's gone! We got the whole house to ourselves, PARTY!!' Kinda thing?)

Okay- might aswell start naming these background characters at this point.

"Wait. Can you be sore from a dream?"

If your body gets cramped. Yes.

The question is, if the rules are only use your hour glass, how did Logan and Zoey even get a chance to compete in the R.E.M? I thought you said tradition and rules were important

Seriously, why does the Night Hunter sound so... menacing everytime he speaks! He isn't saying anything bad or cool?!!

Tokyo?? Takashiii?

"Uhh... you ever feel like someone is staring at you?"

"We must be like celebrities now"

"Just act natural"

She was born for this. Girl boss ^^

"The REM's are a big deal. Or.. were."

Too bad we're having a contest to see who has the biggest imaginations (it got corrupted by the grand inspector)

"I see they wore their silly little costumes"

I'm sorry- but the silly costumes mean they still have that wild childish imagination! Not the ones you have that your probably memories all the different things you could use in possible situations (Like my counties learning :D)

I like the banana monster. It's cute

He's being sarcastic isn't it. Without their... ROYAL BLUNDERS

Day dreaming? Oh dear-...

So... the never witch is the biggest threat yet? Oh.... but then.. how was the Nightmare king able to keep her contained?? Why did-

"Now. As is tradition. The trials will determine the three best Dream Chasers, for a special task force to take on the Never Witch! Who will help restore the Dream World to greatness? Hm? Which of you can prove you're better than the rest? What lengths will you go to eradicate your competition?"

"Well, that took a weird turn"

Indeed Izzie. Very much. I hate those kind of characters. Or.. people kinda. She's too pure!! Ahhhhh

"Ooh, why can't we all just band together and defeat her?"

I know!! Why not?!!

He's so right. So smart and precious... and that ooh sound-.... ahhhhh

I feel like in part2 they're going to defeat the Never Witch all together! (I'm so smart. No one could've possibly thought of that HaHa.)

Drum roll please~

"Toss and turn"

"I love that one!" *sound effects* "wrangling a wild dream creature, rodeo style" Albert has so many mysteries to be solved about him

"....we are good dream chasers. Right?"

He's a ball of anxiety isn't he

"She's no better than we are"

"Banana monster!"

"[Screams] where, where, where?"

I told you! He's getting more playful and carefree!

Zoey had a purple(?) Streak of hair when she was younger! Yay!! Past memories!

Zoey really is good at throwing and hitting stuff

Bed bugs are also cute

"Why is everything blobby with you?"

"Uh, it worked on the Siren"

"Focus, Mateo!" Mr. Oz is really annoyed with Loyce

Lo-lo

Also, his arms definitely stretch out. Like a rubber band

"Then(sound of his glass helment), pretend it's a car. Or something-" Albert! I thought you were the logical one! He lost his memories remember??

And he's riding it! Well... I guess he's gotten more creative?

"Ugh, I rather feed this thing to Zian"

"I don't give a hoot if bugs give you nightmares or.. you take it on a date"

Yeah. Exactly

Miya is a little- ...bad girl. Yeah

"I am not losing to Royce!"

"Angry Oz was harsh, but he's right. We're better than this!"

"Oh I know I'm better than Astrid. We gotta fix this!"

Why does it sound like he has an accent here?😭

"The night bureau gives me some serious whiplash!"

I know- so.... ugh

"If he can handle Brooklyn arts, he can handle a kid from California"

I like Zoey's aunt. ...kinda? I'm not sure

And Zoey looks so much like her mom

"Are you.. ticking?"

No young Zoey. This is not the crocodile(is it alligator?) from Peter pan

And- we get the story of where she gets her watch~

Night hunter has a... fanclub? Okay Miya- suree

Also, how many times did the night hunter learn Zoey's name? Twice? Maybe this is the third time?

"Ooh, nice watch" really? Are you seriouhhhh

And finally the moment of truth

Oh- never mind. They're doing the R.E.M.s first

"Where the heck are Teo and Zoey!?"

"Feeling good. Feeling confident. Nothing can spoil these feels"

[Chair hisses] what is with these subtitles-!

"I stand corrected"

"Good luck, Logan. Hope your mad blue baby thing works out for you"

At this point. I'd be surprised if they don't end up dating-.. (mad blue baby thing- omg)

"-Where is Mateo?!"

"Ready to go. Back on my A-game. Meet my new secret weapon, X-blob"

(That's the name the Insomniacs gave Zblob! Did Nova help with the name? Was it an inspiration? Or just a little thing the creators added)

Such good sibling bond

"Not what Mr. Oz meant by 'think different' at all. Like, at all"

So very good

Sticky pudding? Okay- he's really tryna cook now. I want to see him in a chef's hat

Another one of the-... jumping at a friend to help them avoid a natural disaster and crushing them under your body. (We're really trying to save the values of friendship here)

"Yatta!" - Takashi

Poor X-blob

"I don't want to fight you" oh... "stay back!" Oh god...

Improvising, biting(?) it... also, Astrid is watching from above

Holding back??! I definitely hate him. Hate his guts

"My friends aren't holding me back!"

Good job Mateo. I trust you. You already learned your lesson about that when the Night Hunter tried to lure you. Right? You have my trust. Don't ruin it!

The appearance was definitely a bit shocking-...

"Dad?"

Episode 7

The name of it is "18 years ago"! A full episode dedicated to the past events?!

I was like- hell yeah

Cowboy?! Oh, yeah

I'm telling you. Those background characters!! I have to start naming them. Like the one who got his wallet(bag? Something) stolen is... going to be Alex. (Its probably the flannel. Someone help me-)

Coin magic!

Also, Hannah's eyelashes! Oh my goddd so prettyy

He's asking her out on a date!

Mr. Oz being the third wheel. (It's so weird seeing him so young....). Hee really didn't change much, did he.

The closest thing to a swear word we have in this series,

"Darn it"

I'm telling you, mr. Oz would have a swear word in every sentence if he wasn't working as a teacher (he learned to use different words)

"W-wha -what are you doing here?" *shook*

Apparently the nightmare kings sword is a very cool and amazing weapon. Super strong

The Brooklyn branch was the one who contained the Nightmare king, twice! And no appreciation?!

Nooooooo grand inspector Abraham!! I don't even know him but I like him.

Royce was always an a-

Unmaker

Hannah looks so different. Too different. Uh- okay heh

Hannah and Beau bantering- ah it's too cute

Also, why is mr. Oz so obsessed with Lunia? Something exciting

I like the gnorfs

"Dream chasers??"

She's so fun. And her sister too. And the horse doing the evil laugh

The stopwatch!! Ooohhh

"Is that-...?"

Listen to mr. Oz laughing. It- it's nice here

I really like it when they make two guns and give one to someone else.

Mr. Oz also used a frying pan?? Yeahhhh

Shin? Power over love? Oooh~

And the compass??

The banter-

Hannah definitely looked like she was havin problems with that sword.

"Eh, we're dream chasers. We improvise"

I guess I'm a dream chaser. I always improvise on tests ;)

"How many friends are you willing to lose? Oz? Albert? Me?" So sweet. But also, something that keeps coming into mind, it's not like they're dying. They just... don't get to be a lucid dreamer, or if they get captured, then they.. do fall asleep forever... but still- how does this work?

"I wouldn't hesitate to wield that sword to save you" dang...... oh my lord I love this

Beau using a bow

"That's one of the things I love about-.."

"What was that~?"

Oh these love birds.

His running-

.....Shin looks a bit like-....

"What the-"

"What? We're here to get this thing. Right?" Hannah- *sigh*

"You really didnt get the lesson behind the legend, did ya?"

"There was a lesson?"

"Yeah, evil in the heart. And don't steal from strange statues!"

Lasso!

Hourglass! Is that what happened to his hourglass?

The sword is wielded!

A surge of purple energy. Evil laugh- world turns purple. A sigh.

"What I had to do. What you've been saying we should do all day"

"No. You were right!"

"You matter more than anything"

The hand hold- the smile.... ahhhhghh

Emotional rollercoaster ride-

The kissssssss

(My first thought was "oh... so that's how legos kiss-. Then I started screaming like I went crazy because they confessed)

"You owe me a trip to the beaches of Tropicanesia"

They made a bet- ohhhhh

Look at Albert hopping/walking

Mr. Oz refusing the grand inspector job..... and also being mad that Royce would take the job-

"If we have kids we can-" oh god..... he already had the-....

The sisters shipped them the moment they saw then. Lol-

So...... Beau took the watch just like that and the sisters didnt even try to get it back? Or... ?

But I guess the night hunter was always kind sketchy..

Previous part , next part

#lego #lego dreamzzz #dreamzzz #dreamzzz spoilers #and for some reason- Gravity falls #and dragons rising

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latinavelma · 12 days ago

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Everything is Everywhere

I've tried for the longest time to figure out why I am the why that I am. Maybe there's some denial at play. Maybe it's the act of figuring out that's the problem. I've always been an overthinker. I wake up, I worry. I go about my day, I worry. I go to bed, I worry. I dream, I worry.

Think. Think. Think. Instead of bodybuilding competitions, I should enter my brain into thoughtbuilding competitions. At least I would win at something.

It's the constant stream of thoughts, offhand comments, sounds, textures, lights, and just about everything that makes it all worse. Since I was kid, I would get these horrible attacks where everything became too much. I had to run and hide in some dark corner because I was scared of how people would react. The attacks bubbled up under my skin, and sometimes, I could sense them coming. It would be hard to breathe, my chest tightening. I was hyperaware of every tiny sound and movement. A simple laugh would be magnified by a thousand. Any touch felt like touching a hot stove, a searing pain. I did this thing where my hands curled inward into fists and my nails would dig into my palms. Once my curled hands were tucked securely into my chest, I was paralyzed. My body would stop working. I couldn't answer any questions, and I was terrified. It felt like sleep paralysis but only when everything became too much, when everything was everywhere.

Everything is everywhere. It was the first way I could put into words what I was dealing with. I coined my little go-to phrase sometime around middle school. All I could think of was when newborn vampires were first introduced to their heightened senses. Think Bella from Twilight. Every wing flap and dewdrop. The smell of human blood miles away. When I watched the movies and that scene came on, I wasn't thinking about how cool it must be, I was thinking about how much worse it would be. My senses were already heightened. Having my senses even more heightened if I was vampire sounded like a fucking nightmare. It wasn't until college that I found out that "everything is everywhere" was simply overstimulation and my attacks were Autistic shutdowns.

It was high school when I started saying my go-to phrase out loud. I was having a particularly rough day, but the reasons elude me. Possibly bombed a test or a social interaction went wrong. Whatever it was, I was wired when I got home from school. I could feel the tightening in my skin. The best way I can explain it is when you freshly cleanse and dry your face, but you haven't put any moisturizer on so there's this dry tightness in your skin. Once the Tightening began, I knew I needed to find ways to loosen it back up. During those days, I would go out to the backyard and jump on my trampoline with my music turned all the way up in my earbuds. I would try to wear my body and mind out so I could go straight to sleep. Well, on this day, the jumping didn't help. I came inside, heard the machine gun sounds of pots and pans clanging, water running, the TV blaring, and nonstop voices, and went straight to the little common room that my bedroom was attached to. I sat down in one of the armchairs and put my hands over my ears.

My grandmother kept yelling my name to do things for her in the kitchen, and I couldn't respond. My mouth was glued shut. Grams took my inability to get up and do her orders as voluntary refusal and disrespect. She came into the room, yelled at me, and grabbed one of my wrists. This was one of the worst things she could have done. Explosion.

I screamed at her not to touch me and wrenched my wrist out of her grasp. She was appalled at my reaction and stormed out. My grandpa came and stood in the doorway and also yelled. I was full-on sobbing at this point. He was saying things along the lines of I could go move into my own place if I was going to act like that. Mom came home right about that point, and all I could say was that everything was everywhere.

She was the only one who could get me to calm down. She knew what was happening, but we didn't know it wasn't the diagnosed anxiety, depression, PTSD, or dissociative disorder at the time, but something different that couldn't simply be eased with medication. I wasn't diagnosed with level 2 Autism until I was 22 years old. I was twenty when I began connecting the dots.

When everyone was sent home in March 2020, my freshman year at college was cut short so I had to go back home. I was stuck back in the very house I was trying to escape. 2020 was a very rough year. I tried to kill myself by taking pills I had saved from when I got my wisdom teeth out and extra psychiatric medications I had left, a half-assed endeavor that only gave me the shakes for a few days and caused me to vomit for an hour. I quit all five of the psychiatric, blood pressure, diabetic, and thyroid medications I was taking because I simply didn't see a point to keep maintaining my body if I didn't want to live anymore. Grandma's health was deteriorating. My teenage brothers were driving me insane. I was the main person, besides my mom, going out and getting groceries and running errands for the household. There was no privacy, not even when I slept.

I didn't have a real bedroom, but a little "roomette" (what my grandmother called it). It was made for me when I hit late elementary school and no longer wanted to share a bedroom with my two younger brothers. I was getting older and wanted my own space. One wall was the front door to the house, which stayed permanently closed with books or my bed. One "wall" was a tapestry that I put up to cut off my little area from the main hallway, so paper thin that I could hear everyone in the house, and they could hear me. The last wall was my main wall where I hung up art and such. There was no fourth wall. It was open to the shared common room at the front of the house. That common room was only used for family holiday meals and friend hangouts and because of its location, it was suitably called the "front room." I discovered I could use a rolling clothing rack with a comforter over it as a makeshift privacy wall when I wanted to be left alone. The windows by the front door were covered with notebook paper before I got actual privacy window cling film that shot rainbows all around my little room whenever the sun streamed in. That only came in the Great Bedroom Remodel of 2021.

My family is a bunch of night owls, with the exception of my oldest younger brother, Kaden, who went to bed early and woke up super early to work out before school. For years while I had that roomette, it was a constant fight with my grandmother to turn the TV volume down or turn it off completely when I was trying to sleep. My tapestry wall cut off the beginning of the main hallway and stared at the main living room where the family mostly was. Imagine trying to go to bed at 11pm, knowing I had to be up for school in the morning, and Grandma just had to watch her FOX News or Perry Mason episodes with the volume blaring. Everyone else had doors they could shut in their own luxuriously private bedrooms while I had to lay there, my head inches away from the tapestry wall. I tried listening to my music until I fell asleep, but then I risked my phone going dead because all I had were the wired earbuds. I covered my head with my pillow, desperately trying to block out the sound. Several times I yelled for her to turn it down and it didn't matter how low the volume was, I could still hear it. My Spidey senses were driving me to insomnia.

There were a few times where I stormed into the living room, snatched up the remote, and turned off the TV myself, but that only led to grandmother's shrill voice still preventing me from sleeping. My brothers constantly left the hallway and bathroom lights on in the middle of the night, which woke me up. I wasn't allowed to sleep. It simply wasn't possible. It made sense why I spent the majority of my teen years exhausted and irritated in the morning. For years, I thought I was just over-sensitive because I was a mentally ill teenage girl going through hormone issues, but it was really the constant overstimulation that forced me into survival mode. I was exhausted. So, imagine, you finally move into a dorm room, but it's actually dark and silent at night? What? I didn't think that could ever happen. And then, COVID-19 comes and kicks you off campus in the middle of your spring break. Back to the house and all its noise I went.

Grandma had so many health issues that I honestly cannot tell you at this exact moment what was the thing that finally killed her. The family just says "COVID complications" to simplify it, but to be honest, she had spent about two years dying a slow but inevitable death. COVID only made it come faster. For 2020 and 2021, and honestly the last couple years of high school, were the roughest years where we suffered the brunt of Grandma's illnesses. It was an exhausting whiplash with her emotions. She was constantly yelling, crying, manipulating us into doing things for her by saying we didn't love her, making threats to kick us out of the house, and numerous other things. I didn't find out until later that she was bipolar and was taking medication for it. Well, the medication was clearly not working.

During her final years, I became an in-house nursing assistant. I was in the medical academy all throughout high school so I had trained on medical assisting skills and interned in hospitals in the area. With my experience, the home health nurse showed me how to do Grandma's wound care on her leaking and bloated legs and how to do her IV medication. Every morning and night, I helped to take care of her with occasional switch outs with my mom or grandpa because I was so sick of it all. Imagine trying to wrap gauze around the bloated and oozing legs of the woman who constantly berated you and everyone around you. I had to smell the sores on her legs and look at the pus and draining fluid coming from them. Her legs were heading in the direction of being amputated if she hadn't died first. I understand now that her mental state was affected by her health conditions worsening, but it's hard to be understanding when she was already acting that way before she started getting worse.

So there I was, forced to come home for a pandemic, lost the taste of privacy I once had, mental health going in the shitter, and helping to take care of a dying woman that I couldn't wait for to die, all in a house that was falling into disrepair and neglect because the entire family was depressed and stuck. I was exhausted to say the least. I was depleted. I was burnt out, and I was still a full-time student on top of all of that. My GPA did not survive the COVID atomic bomb. I was surprised I survived at all.

#writing #covid #autism #burnout #death #overstimulation #everything is everywhere #I've had this written down for almost a year and I need to get it out

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smallestapplin · 3 years ago

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So that sexy Emmet art tier post got me thinking.... Fem Reader wearing the subway bosses coat and hat, with lingerie underneath. The reader will be the conductor for tonight's train to pleasure, ALL ABOARD! 😏😅🚉🚂

Not gonna lie that tier made me I tad feral, but I can absolutely do this for ya!

🔞18+🔞

Asks are open

🔲Ingo🔲

Ingo wasn’t sure what he did to earn a fate like this but he will gladly do it again, he had simply stepped out to grab the mail, it was his day off after all, he wanted to do domestic things mainly with you, it was nice for some down time.

He wasn’t expecting to walk into your shared bedroom to find you in black lace lingerie, it was completely see through along with sheer stockings being held up but a garter belt on nothing but his work hat and coat, the black and red of his work outfit with the lingerie made him freeze.

Ingo’s face was bright red, his eyes never moving from your frame, his hat sat perfectly on top of your head, his coat was a bit big on you, sleeves covering your hands, it was like he had died and was granted this gift.

“Just going to stand there? How tragic.” Was all you said before you yanked him and tossed him onto the bed, he lightly bounces out of his stupor while your crawl on top of him, straddling his hips.

“Such a hard working man, don’t worry, I have a nice surprise for you.” You purr, grinding against his sick straining on his pants.

By the end of the day you were still riding him, his words slurring long ago but his vocals were still loud as he screams and cries for ‘more! Please!’ And ‘s’too much Pleasepleaseplease!’

He doesn’t even know what he is begging for anymore, you just keep going, his brain feels like it’s melted, he can’t think anymore, all he knows is that you feel so good and treat him so well.

🔳Emmet🔳

Oh he hopes you keep doing this, he simply left his coat and hat hanging up in his office while you visited him for lunch, while he and Ingo shared an office Ingo had finished his lunch early and went back to work, so that left him and his sweet wife alone.

And he absolutely didn’t think he’d walk back up of the private bathroom to you sitting in his chair in his favorite set of white lingerie, so form fitting and left little to the imagination, but had an air of purity around it, and in his work attire too! His hat sat lopsided on your head and the coat much too big for you but it made the it all the better.

He coos “my boss is so cute it’s unfair!”

He doesn’t think you two have fucked in the station since Ingo caught both of you, which was so long ago! And truly sad, he can’t help but want everyone to know how cute you sound.

“Oh? Are you going to come over here and do something about it?” That smirk was a challenge, and your husband is a competitive man.

That’s how you ended up in his lap, you had meant to take control but he is so wild, you can do nothing but claw on his clothed shoulders, crying out.

“Emmet! Oh fuuuck!” You look so cute and fucked out.

The man in question kisses your bruise covered neck “I’m sorry boss!” He can’t help but tease, your eyes cross, drool dripping down your chin, his hat just barely staying on your head “you just feel so good! And sounding so desperate, I want more!”

Emmet is nothing but greedy for you, wanting to consume all you have to give, his dick slamming up against your sweet spot, licking his lips at the sound of your moan, so lewd!

“Mmm what a nice slutty boss I have.”

He absolutely wants you to do this again and again and again.

#pokemon #pokemon imagines #pokemon x reader #pokémon #pokemon fanfic #pokemon ingo #pokemon ingo x reader #pokemon smut #pokemon emmet #pokemon emmet x reader #pokemon x reader smut #🔞🔞🔞#mdni

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frogtanii · 4 years ago

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iwaizumi was... overwhelmed, to say the least.

the past few days had been such a whirlwind of change that hajime could barely properly process, much less appropriately react to it all, so he behaved much like a zombie, saying yes when prompted, signing papers when told, and packing up what was his entire life for the past 11 months.

wow. iwaizumi collapsed on his bed as he scanned his now barren bedroom. he’d been here for almost a year and yet, all his belongings were in boxes within a couple of days.

hajime couldn’t keep the disbelieving chuckle from escaping his chest as he leaned back on his bed, dark brown eyes trained on the ceiling.

it felt like he’d spent such a large chunk of his life trapped in this house, under the foot of the woman who he thought he’d marry but in reality, he’d been in little leagues longer than he’d been in love.

iwaizumi scoffed and rolled his eyes. yeah, “in love”. it’d been about a week since his whole life started to unravel and he had hardly seen, let alone spoken to meiko throughout that entire time.

over text, she’d sworn up and down that she loved and cared about him but as she passed by him packing his things a few days ago, she’d barely spared him a second glance.

hajime wasn’t going to lie. it hurt. he’d opened his heart up to her, something he didn’t do easily, and she’d taken his trust and used it to twist him into her weapon.

he always believed he was stronger than this — he’d never forget his mother telling him so when he was younger. he had fallen and scraped his knee yet he refused to cry to keep from upsetting his mom. iwaizumi existed to live up to what his mother thought of him but here he was, completely enveloped in meiko’s shit, doing her dirty work and following her bidding like some mutt.

god, toorū was right. he really was her bitch.

“i could hear you thinking from down the hall, iwa-chan.” speak of the devil...

oikawa stood at his doorway, leaning against the frame with a posture that seemed relaxed at first glance but if you looked a little closer, you’d notice the tenseness in his shoulders and the tightness of his smile.

hajime quickly sat up on his bed before motioning for his old friend to enter. “uh, yeah,” he began, his voice cracking a little from disuse, “i have a lot to think about.”

the light haired brunette let out an understanding hum before wandering into the room, sharp observant eyes darting to look at all the empty walls. “looks like you’re all packed.”

“pretty much,” iwaizumi nodded before the room fell into an awkward silence, the two childhood friends completely avoiding one another’s eyes.

“look, i-“

“iwa-chan, i’m-“

they both paused for a moment before bursting into laughter, the sound carrying into the hall and throughout the house.

hajime wiped a few stray tears from his eyes, shaking his head at their awkwardness. “you first, shittykawa.”

toorū gasped in halfhearted mock offense before quickly sobering up, training iwaizumi with a completely serious look. “i’m sorry and before you go on some bullshit, self sacrificing rant, you’re not the only one to blame for what happened to our friendship.”

he sighed while making his way to iwaizumi’s bed, sitting down gently beside him. “i should’ve known better, okay? i shouldn’t have let my jealousy and insecurities get in between us but i guess i got swept up in the attention, yknow? meiko is actually charming when she wants to be.”

iwaizumi nodded in agreement, knowing all too well how compelling meiko could be. the room fell into a more comfortable silence as both boys escaped into their thoughts, questions about the future of their friendship flitting throughout their minds.

“oh!” oikawa was pulled out of his own head at hajime’s exclamation, his eyes moving to observe his friend dig through his pockets to procure a thick white envelope. “here. i’d like you to give this yn.”

all toorū could do was nod, his brain short circuiting at the sight of iwaizumi’s apparent kindness to the woman he tormented for so long. “uh, what’s in it?” he ventured to ask, his soft hands toying with the sealed envelope flap.

a soft chuckle came from across the bed. “don’t be so nosy toorū, just give it to her, yeah?” oikawa rolled his eyes but obliged, the bed creaking as he stood to his feet.

“so... this is it, huh?” it was like the reality of the situation was just now sinking in — they hadn’t been close in a while but iwaizumi was still his best friend and he wasn’t quite ready to let him go.

they’d been through so much together, practically growing up together and now, they’d only see each other on holidays, if even then, and then he’d never be invited to hajime’s wedding as his best man as they’d planned and he also wouldn’t be the coolest uncle/godfather of iwa’s children and—

“fuck no,” hajime scoffed with a bright grin on his face. “thought you were gonna annoy me til the end of time shittykawa. don’t tell me you’re quitting your job now.”

the hidden meaning behind iwaizumi’s words brought tears to oikawa’s eyes and before he could stop himself, he launched his body into iwa’s arms. hajime hesitated, his hands stuttering at toorū’s sides as though he’d forgotten how to hug but the feeling passed, his arms winding around his friend’s lithe waist.

“‘m gonna miss you hajime,” oikawa’s voice came out as a broken whimper, his arms tightening around his shoulders.

iwaizumi hummed instead of responding, too afraid of his voice cracking under the weight of his emotions. they stood there for a moment but the honk of the moving truck outside signaled the both of them of their limited time.

hurriedly, oikawa wiped the tears off his cheeks before waving awkwardly at iwaizumi as he left the room with a friendly, “don’t be a stranger.”

and then he was gone.

toorū finally allowed himself to collapse into sobs on his best friends empty bed, his palms pressing into his eyes as he sat there and just let himself feel.

apparently, he wasn’t crying very quietly because it took only a few moments for you to find him, your soft footsteps alerting him to your presence. oikawa scrambled to wipe away what he knew was an unattractive mixture of tears and snot as you got closer.

you were one of the last people he wanted to see him like this.

“hey,” you whispered, standing a few feet away from him. “um, i know this is probably a bad time but i just wanted to thank you for apologizing? back at the awards show?”

toorū sniffed as he looked up at you with confusion written on his face. “what? you shouldn’t thank me for apologizing. ‘s common courtesy.”

you laughed softly, nodding in agreement. “well, not always. so, thank you.” finished with your piece and not too keen on lingering where you weren’t wanted, you moved towards the door but were swiftly stopped before you got there.

“um, here. it’s from iwa-chan.” you gaped at the thick envelope oikawa was handing you before taking it and opening it, a low curse falling from your lips.

inside the package was a dense wad of cash, more money than you’d seen in months. accompanied with it was a letter, written in beautifully loopy handwriting.

you shut it quickly before oikawa could see, stuffing the envelope deep within your pocket where you could access it alone in the depths of your room.

“do you wanna come eat? last i heard, bokuto and tsumu were doing a cooking competition and i’m sure it’ll be fun to watch.” you were severely thrown off by the money and letter but you were determined to show toorū that you’d accepted his apology and were on your way to making amends.

he gave you a shy nod and trailed behind you to the kitchen, the loud sounds of fire and screaming coming from down the hall. you wanted to focus on the fun and merriment but the envelope was practically burning a hole in your pocket.

later that night, you finally got the chance to open the letter and read it, your former manager’s words bringing tears to your eyes.

dear yn,

i’m probably the last person you expected to hear from. you probably didn’t want to hear from me at all if i’m being honest and i don’t blame you. i know there is nothing i can say that could make up for what i’ve done to you but i’d like to try.

i’m sorry. those words don’t nearly express in and of themselves how truly remorseful i am but they needed to be said. there’s no excuse for how i treated you — not meiko, not my stress, absolutely nothing.

you deserved my common decency and respect and i didn’t give that to you. instead, i abused my position and made your life hell. i’ll never forgive myself for that.

uh, i bet you’re wondering what the money is? i promise i’m not trying to pay you off, it’s just all the money i’ve denied you since you moved here. i have a lot of wrongs to right and this is one of them.

sorry, i’m not very good with words but i just wanted you to know that i’m very sorry for everything that i’ve done. and i’m in no place to make demands or anything but i just wanted to ask if you’d keep an eye on oikawa for me.

he’s strong but he’s also vulnerable. he might be a pain in my ass but he’s my best friend and since i can’t keep him from drowning, i was wondering if you’d do that - not for me but for him.

anyways, this letter is shit but i suppose you get the gist. use the money for whatever you want and if you’re as unselfish as i’ve heard, you don’t owe me anything. you don’t owe me money, kindness, or forgiveness.

take care of yourself,

iwaizumi hajime

℗ poker face

so... this is it

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schneesisterss · 3 years ago

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Do you have any head cannons for the other Dimitrescu sisters? I loved your takes on Cassandra!

thank you! <3 and Of Course I have headcannons for the other two. (though not as extensive as the ones I have for Cassandra bc you know... brain rot) BUT HERE:

Daniela:

ADD/ADHD representation

stims include, but not limited to: jumping, hard blinking, leg bouncing, word/phrase/noise repetition, and fidgeting with her clothing

and i’m also CONVINCED she gets the zoomies at random times of the day

Alcina, hearing loud and fast footsteps up and down her hallway at 3am: *sigh* “Daniela! Take it outside!”

followed by a loud THUMP and painful groan (she definitely ran into a wall)

hates loud noises but simultaneously has no volume control

especially when she gets excited

Cassandra has to constantly remind her to lower her voice

“AND THEN I TOOK MY KNIFE AND STABBED THE LYCAN IN THE NECK AND IT WAS SO COOL—”

“Dani, i’m standing right here, why are you yelling?”

she loves play-fighting with her sisters

Cassandra is more willing to entertain her than Bela but the both of them like to see their sister happy. so whenever they recognize Daniela getting antsy they’ll wrestle with her a bit

(Cassandra gets way to into it sometimes and makes Bela be the referee lol. Cass always ends up pinning her younger sister with a proud, competitive smile on her face. Bela let’s Dani win, but we don’t tell her that)

has the keenest senses of the three which makes her the best at stalking/killing pray

and since she can hear the best out of all of them, she unintentionally eves drops on conversations

so Daniela, bless her, has all the tea

tactile learner

will just. touch things

“Life hard, Mothers gown soft”

can get trapped in her own head and doesn’t know how to express to her family what’s bothering her

this can make her very reserved at times and she’ll distance herself for days on end

her mother is really the only person who knows how to get her out of that state. Alcina walks up the long flight of stairs to the highest point of her castle. her youngest daughter likes to come here sometimes when she needs the quiet. “Daniela? Are you up here?”

“Hello, Mother.” Alcina looks up to see her daughter lounging on a banister high up on the ceiling.

“What are you doing up there, my love?” Daniela rubs the fabric of her dress between her fingers. “Cassandra and Bela were arguing again. I don’t like when Cassandra yells.”

Alcina shakes her head. Those two were always going at it. She’ll speak to Bela about it later. “I haven’t seen you in a few days.” Daniela then grabs a fist full of her dress and tugs at it, blinking hard. “Come down for a moment. Talk to me, baby.”

and Daniela simply rolls herself off the banister and into free fall. Alcina, already prepared, catches her with ease and holds her bridal style against her chest. Daniela runs her hands over the sleeve of her mother’s dress.

Alcina gave her youngest child time to gather her thoughts, knowing it sometimes takes longer for her to be able to understand them herself. Daniela finally spoke up: “It’s been very loud recently. Around the castle. Small things, like footsteps or glasses clicking, they sound so loud in my head.” She covers her ears with her hands. “Even now I can still hear Cassandras voice through the castle, it’s pushing in my ears. My head hurts, Mother.”

Alcina gave her daughter a quick squeeze before setting her down. “Follow me baby, I want to show you something.” Daniela followed her Mother through the twists and turns of the castle until they ended up at a door that was just like all the others. It blended in and maybe that’s why Daniela has never noticed it before. “In here.” her mother guided.

Inside was a small library and lounge room. A fire place tucked in the corner and, of course, a wall a wine next to it. Daniela looked at her Mother questioningly.

“Listen.” her mother said, and Daniela did. She heard... nothing. Nothing outside of the quiet cracking of the fire place. “This room is sound proofed. Come here whenever you feel overwhelmed.” She leaned down to stroke her daughters head. “Just don’t tell your sisters I showed you my secret getaway room.” and with a wink, the tall woman exited the room and shut the door behind her.

The next day Daniela was at breakfast like nothing had changed. She didn’t even mind when Cassandra yelled at a maiden for breaking a plate, it only made her laugh.

(if you get overstimulated you KNOW what i’m talking about)

personal space? never heard of her.

loves to cling to Belas arm and Bela let’s her bc she thinks it’s just. so cute.

will also sometimes just crawl into her mothers lap and fall asleep. then Alcinas like: “well.. i guess i’m not moving for three hours”

Daniela: “if I run an jump at Cassandra, she’ll most certainly catch me.” *takes off in a full blown sprint*

Cassandra: “NO IM HOLDING HOT TEA—” *drops tea to catch Daniela* *proceeds to cuss her younger sister out, all while Dani is wrapped around her like a koala*

(this happens a lot. Dani will just... climb on Cassandra. piggy back rides, getting on her shoulders, wrapping her hands around her neck from behind and letting her feet drag on the floor, etc. Cassandra complains adamantly but never once moves to get her off)

Cassandra: “hey Dani, I dare you too—”

Bela: “Mother said Daniela isn’t allowed to accept dares anymore.”

Daniela: “apparently I have ‘no regard for my personal safety.’”

it takes a lot for Daniela to get genuinely angry, but when she does, it’s.... bad.

Very Very Scary when mad

turns into a completely different person that you Do NOT want to fuck with

dangerous and violent

much more dark and sadistic as compared to her normal personality

came home one night covered in blood and laughing hysterically. it scared the shit out of her sisters bc if they would try and get close, she’d slash at them with her weapon.

(this was one of the only times Bela had seen Cassandra genuinely worried and afraid for their sister)

when Alcina came to see what was wrong, Daniela, still laughing madly, swung at her too. Cassandra quickly shot out her arm and grabbed Belas elbow to stop her from getting involved. Bela whipped around with a growl but Cassandras glare and squeezing nails told her to back down. Mother can handle it.

Insane Laugh™️

thinks it’s funny to intimidate the maidens by showing her fangs and snapping her jaw

she often likes to find Bela when she’s reading a book to convince her to read to her (Bela almost always complies)

that’s it for Daniela. just a hyperactive baby with a murder streak <3 ONTO THE FINAL SISTER

Bela:

Mama’s (and I cannot stress this enough) Girl

needs constant reassurance that’s she’s doing a good job and yes this reassurance can ONLY come from her mother

INSOMNIAC

this girl never sleeps, pls baby you need some rest

she spends the time she should be sleeping reading books or running errands for her mother (whether Alcina asked her to or not)

she has read almost every single book in their giant library

Cassandra doesn’t understand this at all

“Why are you always cooped up in here?” Bela glanced up over the pages of her book at her younger sister. “This is the library Cassandra. Take a wild guess.” her voice was completely level and had no inflection. Cassandra gritted her teeth, “You think your so much better than me.” Bela sighed and closed her book. She didn’t want to do this again. “No. I don’t.” she said seriously. Cassandra eyed her for a moment then looked away, Bela saw the guilt on her face before she turned on her heal. “You’re so boring.”

because she reads so much, she is incredibly smart and just knows facts about random things

Daniela, daydreaming: “I wonder why grass is green.”

Bela, immediately: “the pigment that most grasses produce, Chlorophyll, absorbs almost all blue and red light and reflects green light which is why we see green. so I mean, technically grass is every single color EXCEPT for green.

Dani, confused as fuck: ....

Cass: “Bitch, how do you even know that?”

Bela’s sisters just end up using her as Google

“Hey Bela, how far away is the moon?” “238,900 miles.”

“Hey Bela, how many different climates are there?” “Twelve”

“Hey Bela, what’s the worlds deadliest poison?” “Botulinum... why?” “No reason.” “Dani. WHY?”

“Hey Bela, how much can I sell a human skull on the black market for?” Bela, concerned: “Cassandra why would—” “HOW MUCH?” “Well... are all the teeth still in tact?” “...No.” “Than only about $500.” “FUCK.”

“Hey Bela, I have this weird rash on my back and—” “Daniela. Do not finish that sentence. Go ask Mother.”

she is so quiet

and not just because she doesn’t talk very loud or even much at all. she’s just So. Silent. when she moves

just pops up in random places without anyone hearing her approach

even Daniela can’t hear her coming, which is saying something

Cassandra, minding her own business, drinking blood tea: .....

Bela, suddenly right next to her: “Hey I was wondering if— stop screaming, it’s me— have you seen Mothers lipstick? It’s missing.”

refuses any type of help with anything or else she feels like she failed that task

Never asks for help, Never asks for favors, and Never Ever will burden her Mother with any of her problems. Ever.

(Alcina thinks this is ridiculous. her eldest daughter pushes herself too hard.)

Anxiety™️

sometimes when her anxiety becomes too much she shuts down and becomes very indifferent to things around her. this has caused many fights between herself and Cassandra because Cass will get really fired up when all Bela does is respond with a monotone voice and blank stare.

overthinks literally everything and is a perfectionist

this makes her prone to panic attacks :(

when this happens she shuts herself in her room, not wanting to bother her Mother or sisters

Bela closes her bedroom door behind her and stumbles to her knees. she can’t seem to get air into her lungs no matter how hard she tried. she had failed. Mother asked her to bring her the head of that stupid man-thing, but somehow he knew their weakness.

how could he know? are Cassandra and Daniela ok? where are they? where is Mother?

Belas breathing was shallow and short, her chest burns as she presses her forehead into the ground. She claws the skin of her chest raw, leaving angry, red marks behind, desperately trying to open her lungs.

she stays as quiet as she can, only gasping few and far between. she will not be a burden. she should deal with the consequences of her failure. alone.

a sudden knock on her door makes her scramble backwards on her bottom till her back hits the opposite wall. then Belas worst nightmare, her Mothers voice.

“Bela?! Bela, is that you?” Alcinas words were rushes and worried. the door handle jiggled. “Bela, baby the door is locked, please let me in.” Bela covered her mouth and cried silently while her Mother begged to be let in.

the sound of snapping wood had Belas eyes flying open, her Mother had broken down the door. Bela shrunk into herself. She’s going to be so mad. I’m a failure. the ringing in her ears became so intense she couldn’t hear anything else.

large, soft hands cup her cheeks and a muffled voice through the air: “Bela, my love, you’re alright thank god. Are you hurt anywhere? Let me see.”

Bela pushed weakly at her Mothers arms and said between sobs, “I-I’m sorry, M-Mother.”

Alcina looked at her eldest daughter with confusion, she had no physical wounds, but the look on her face was heartbreaking. “What are you sorry for, my love?” this only made Belas breathing spend up even more, her face red from the lack of oxygen. Alcina quickly pulled her in close.

“Now Bela, listen to the sound of my voice,” she said it gently but just hard enough to grab her daughters attention. “I need you to copy my breath. Do it now, love, listen to me. Do what i’m telling you to.” Alcina took exaggerated breaths and noticed that instantly after her command, Bela had tried to follow, but the smaller girls breath was still choppy and small. Alcina rubbed a thumb across Belas cheek. “You’re doing so well baby. Keep going just like that. Good girl.” a smaller hand was placed on her arm and grabbed at her sleeve. “Good baby, use me to ground yourself. Keep breathing now, you’re doing so good.” Alcina kept whispering soft encouragements and praises until her daughters breathing was back to normal and she was laying limp on her chest.

Alcina moved the hair away from Belas face. “What a good girl, you did so well.” Bela squeezed her eyes shut and pushed into her Mother until her face was hidden. “I’m sorry Mother.” came a muffled apology, though her voice was much more steadier than before. “I failed you, I couldn’t stop the man-thing. He shot at the windows! He knows our weakness, Mother. What are we going to do? Where’s Daniela and Cassandra, are they ok? I should have stopped him for you I’m so sorry I—”

“Quiet.” Bela immediately seals her lips and looks away, already extracting herself from her Mother’s arms. She probably hates her. Alcina simple tugs her back and forces Bela to look in her eyes with a quick tap to the forehead. “Bela, I need you to listen to me very carefully.” Her daughters eyes go wide and she nods. “You have nothing to apologize for. This is not you’re fault and I will not allow you to think that way. Plus, the man-thing won’t bother us any longer, I took care of it.”

“But—” Alcina raises an eyebrow and Bela gives in, nodding hesitantly. “Good girl.” Bela exhales through her nose at the phrase and squeezes her Mother’s sleeve again. They sit like that for a few more moments, calming down.

Bela suddenly shoots up. “Daniela, Cassandra, are they—” “They’re fine my dear, Daniela got a little banged up, but Cassandra was already patching her up before I could even get close. We didn’t know where you were, that’s why I was so worried.” Bela relaxed and again nuzzled her nose into her Mother’s chest, took one more deep breath, then stood. “I’m going to go check on them.”

She steps through the now empty door frame and pauses. She spoke without turning around: “I won’t fail you again, Mother.” and shifts into a cloud of flies and disappears.

(am I projecting again? idk help)

can play the piano

no like you don’t understand, she is so good at piano

this girl has mastered songs by composers like Liszt, Beethoven, and Ravel

she’ll play for hours on end, if she starts a new piece she Will Not get up until she can play it through perfectly

she pretends not to notice Cassandra secretly listening to her play, hidden behind a nearby bookshelf

while her younger sisters always jump head first into a fight, Bela takes a more calculating approach. learning her enemies movements from afar before advancing and ending it in like 3 quick moves.

“Well Bela, if Mother asked you to jump off a bridge, would you?”

Bela, already climbing over the railing: “Hm?”

and there you go for Bela! my sweet child.. please learn self-care.

*ahem* I went overboard again didn’t I? WELP. I regret nothing. Give me more headcannons.

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woahajimes · 3 years ago

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the batfamily is stupid as hell and they're self isolating because SOMEBODY got covid (steph) and then SOMEBODY (cass-- who also has covid bc uh stephcass) sneezed on tim who drank from jason's cup without knowing it was jason's cup and anyways everyone in the manor got covid so ✨self isolation for 2 weeks✨

ANYHOW they were all bored out of their minds and jason was about to throw damian out the window bc siblings right

SO BASICALLY cass came up with the big brain idea of a competition (prize being complete immunization of sibling interaction UNLESS they ask for it-- eg. "hey can you open this for me")

teams were made (just two people per team-- duke/damian, jason/cass, steph/harper, dick/tim)

there were "rounds" and these consisted of

round 1: person a has to feed person b a whole jar of peanut butter and they could switch places ONCE (team to finish last was disqualified)

round 2: they had to recreate this picture and had ten minutes to do so, at the end every team compared pictures and alfred decided whose was the worst and that team was out

round 3: they had to run five laps around the manor with their team member on their back, first person to get through the finish line (for the fifth time, there was a picture taken each time they crossed it) won.

simple, right?

WELL NO

first round basically went like this:

jason: NO FUCK YOU AND YOUR STUPID PEANUT BUTTER cass: jason: okay okay ill go first

tim went first, harper went first, and duke went first (duke didn't want to go first but he lost to rock paper scissors so)

tim puked in the first two minutes but alfred had forgotten to clarify that if you puke you're out so basically he kept eating

cass and jason were the first ones to switch

dick and tim switched immediately after (they were waiting for someone else to switch)

steph and harper fucking DIED

"im never eating peanut butter after this"

"by GOD EAT FASTER ITS NOT EVEN A SOLID"

"CAN YOU NOT SHOVE THAT SPOON DOWN MY THROAT"

"IM NOT GOING TO LOSE IN THE FIRST ROUND FUCK YOU"

duke and damian finished first and when ppl asked how (they're the youngest ones, people were sure they couldn't handle it) damian was like "i simply moved all my internal organs to the side" and duke was like "tf you literally ate two spoons and a half"

STEPH AND HARPER LOST and tim laughed (his team got to the next round by literally a second) so harper and steph both threw him the containers and spoons

second round:

tim thought he had a big brain for calling dibs on being on the pool mat but nOOO (duke was on the pool mat, damian was the lightest so yeah--- jason was on the pool mat solely because cass called dibs on jumping and crushing him-- imagine all the chaos)

literally they(jason/cass) took 14 pictures total and all of them were fucked up because of jason (his hands weren’t in the right place, both his legs were picked up)

duke and damian couldn’t do it skjdfhskfh they were D Y I N G (every two minutes you heard a really loud scream/groan with a sudden splat and yeah)

steph and harper had never laughed harder

cass was so done with jason she literally shoved him off the pool mat

tim was literally dead they had taken the shot around 20 times and none of them looked good it was horrible (dick didnt even apologize for crushing tim 90934757894 times -- not every shot was decent so they deleted around 40)

when the timer went off, alfred carefully took all the phones (jason’s phone was somehow at the bottom of the pool and jason was tired(tm) so he asked cass to get the phone pls and cass just got in the pool and shoved the pool mat over (and then got out)

after around 20 minutes of alfred going through the pictures, he decided that the best ones were dick and tim’s (how i have zero idea but)

and then the worst ones were duke and damian’s (so jason and cass made it to the third round)

cass asked alfred why theirs weren’t the best, and alfred said “well master jason’s arm looks very off and he looks genuinely scared” and cass was like “GODDAMNIT JASON” and lost her shit

LAST ROUND:

so they did think this through and basically cass on jason’s back and tim on dick’s back

jason: HA! YOU’RE NOT FASTER THAN I AM! dick: i don’t need to be??? you’ve got CASS on your back. you know what that means? jason: .... you wouldn’t.. tim, on dick’s back: *snorts* YEAH OKAY

cass: what are they talking about? jason: NO NOTHING jason: you might want earbuds or something to like... block the sounds... they’re gonna be wanting to distract you cass: yeah well. I’m not distracted easily

the timer goes off, tim on dick’s back, and they’re pretty even for the first two laps, but then tim’s shoe falls off and tim’s like “WAIT MY SHOE” and dick goes “WHAT THE FUCK”

and tim is like “whoa youre right KEEP RUNNING”

cass on jason’s back: HEY STEPH CAN YOU PASS ME THE PRETZELS

update: cass does get pretzels and gives jason a few jason: CASS THATS MY NOSE cass: OH OOPS LOL

dick: tim i think its time to pull out our secret weapon tim: yeah you’re right tim: tim: HEY CASS *starts humming to ‘levitating’ by dua lipa* tim: �� if you wanna run away with me- 🎶

jason: NO jason: NOOO CASS COVER YOUR EARS DONT LISTEN TO THEM cass: 🎶 IF YOU WANNA RUN AWAY WITH ME I KNOW A GALAXY WHERE I COULD TAKE YOU FOR A RIDE 🎶

(you may ask how this distracts jason but it just DOES)

dick takes this as a head start and runs faster (theyre on their third lap now- both)

tim gets a bit too excited and leans too much and makes them both fall over (they were abt half a lap ahead)

tim: GET UP GET UP dick: THIS IS YOUR FAULT TF YOU MEAN

cass: 🎶 YOU WANT ME 🎶 jason: 🎶 I WANT YOU BABY 🎶 *runs past them* dick: HOW jason: JUST DONT FIGHT IT

karma’s a bitch (and dick paid steph) and jason slipped, causing them to fall almost the exact way that tim and dick fell

dick and tim have now caught up to them, as jason and cass pick themselves up

jason: we should switch cass: yeah alright do you want me to momentarily kill you so we can distract the others and then you wake up and we run jason: ...no cass: jason: ... maybe

*two seconds later*

cass: HE’S DEAD! MY POOR BROTHER HE’S DEAD! steph: YEAH WE KNOW YOU MOMENTARILY KILLED HIM GET UP cass: ok jason lets go stand up

they keep going and dick stops for a second (theyre ahead) dick: hey its your turn now tim: dick: yeah i know you cant cmon climb on

COMEPLETE HEADCANON jason and cass won anyways thank you for coming to my ted talk

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skiijumpinng · 3 years ago

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Planica - Sunday, 27. 3. 2022 - Recap

here we go, the annual planica recap and with it the planica spam is making its return, and in my humble opinion, it may as well be the best one yet (or maybe my brain just forgot what it has been missing out on the past 3 years). so, while you have been freaking out about sevi dropping a bomb about retirement, i have been blissfully oblivious to what's been going on on tumblr because of the following:

it felt so good coming there I forgot how different it hits when you are driving in a bus together with people who are just as obsessed with planica

it was freaking cold there when I came there but at the end i was wearing only a t-shirt and leggings asdfghj

yukia came to the hill in the morning and did a whole ass workout/warmup and people around me were in awe how flexible he was (honestly same)

halvor also came but he literally stayed 2 seconds asdf

i was taking a pic of joachim and he noticed me and waved i wanted the ground to swallow me

marius waved at two women behind me (biggest fangirls i love them) but let me pretend he also waved back to me

you should hear the collective gasp when tande came and plonked himself on the bench below (and did not leave the whole fucking competition i never wanted my eyes to be on both sides of my head more)

danny proceeded to look up and pell off layers of clothing while eating a banana i'm fine

oh also he was wearing a slovenian cap???

villumstad is even prettier in person wtf

also heggli and pedersen were walking around all the time and kept tickling eachother? wholesome

i had the privilege of seeing maren ahhh she emits queen energy wherever she goes

domen casually jumped around 240m both times as a trial jumper noone knew what was going on

there was a moment before the competition when they played the slovenian anthem and literally everyone froze in their places and sung it it was overwhelming

there was a moment when everyone went mad and did not know how to jump less that 230m (it's safe to say that i didn't have a voice for solid 10 minutes)

WALTER WAS THERE they gave him a gift as a thank you and he was so happy ahhh

they gave cene a microphone between the rounds and he lowkey scolded us "now I'm going to yell at you, where have you been the whole weekend, i obviously needed YOU for a good jump"

won't ever forget the moment when i casually looked my phone between the rounds (there really was no time before) and tumble was spammed with messages about sevi retiring it felt like i was the only person on that damn tribune that knew

i cheered extra loud for him for all of you i hope you could hear me

kenneth coming to watch the second round and danny once again plonking himself on the bench next to him (don't touch me)

i teared up a lil while stephan was jumping not gonna lie

deschwanden was walking around lika a man on a mission idk what he was doing

naoki is the biggest ryoyu fan (we've been knew)

brekkl was also there!

never gonna forget the collective gasp for halvor's landing it was crazy i almost had to look away

also there was a jacuzzi(?) next to the hill at around 270m and the speaker joked that halvor went to say hello to them asdfgh

forfang loves to take selfies and he makes sure to put his sunglasses off so people can see his face (classic)

yukiya is fucking crazy the was this man jumped off the take-off and landed is insane

kamil is now officially the man with most jumps over 200m!!!

they were all taking group pics in the outrun and my poor camera shutter was overworked

the 'poof' sound when they jump off is still as amazing as ever

cene running up the hill to take a pic where he landed ahh this guy was so happy yesterday

ryoyu in a bucket hat is real and it's even prettier in real life (i screamed)

also if ryoyu doesn't post that pic of him hugging the crystal globe while lying in the snow with others sprinkling champagne over him and naoki throwing snow you have been robbed (i might do it for him)

also a mascot photobombed him and i could feel the pain he had for the ruined aesthetics

žaba took so much time for talking with everyone and giving cards he is the sweetest

hrgota walking around with the ski flying globe and looking as happy as ever bless him

there was a guy with the biggest ryoyu banner and it turned out it was his dad asdfgh

that moment when everyone came to the outrun at the end and bowed and then had a snowball fight was so damn special

naoki once again went feral and poor ryoyu had to run for his life

i could not leave after it al ended?? it felt like a dream idk

also I'm fucking glad i didn't because that interaction with ryoyu added 40 years to my life he is unreal

kamil's second home is kranjska gora he was strolling around in a hoodie and jeans like he owns the place

also he might have smiled at me (or at my mom who asked 'is this stoch' and he obviously understood asdfghj)

the vibes in kranjska gora after the competition are so special there was a group of slovenians who congratulated some norwegians for lindik's win and they congratulated them back for saturday asdfg

also not 2 minutes later a german came up to them and told them he met halvor (who was apparently very happy that he wasn't late on the table)? i swear these people saw each other for the first time

this pretty much concludes my 2022 experience i truly hope i didn't forget anything

#i missed writing these so much you have no idea #also i love sharing these bits with u #idk what more to say my heart feels so full but in a way it feels like i left it there #also don't u dare desert the spam i still need to show u the pics #ski jumping #season 2021/2022 #planica recap #planica #planica spam

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emerald-chaos · 4 years ago

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Daydream

**gif not mine! credit to the owner**

So, I couldn't help myself. This is a continuation of my previous Bucky fic Insomnia because I just really enjoyed the dynamic between Bucky and the reader. I had a lot of fun writing this part and I love building things up between the two of them. If you guys like this or are interested in seeing more - please let me know! I love talking with people and hearing their ideas and such.

Much love xo.

Pairing: Reader x Bucky Barnes

Word Count: 2079

Warnings: cursing, struggles with mental illness, mentions of sex (nothing entirely explicit but better safe than sorry), alcohol use, and really poorly written jokes lmao

Fingers threaded into hair.

Hot, opened-mouth kisses marking every surface of your neck.

Nails trailing down his back leaving raised, red lines in their wake.

“Oh my god,” you groaned as you let your head fall back and continued to rock your hips into the man in front of you.

Strong hands tighten their hold on your hips, sure to leave purplish-blue bruises for the morning.

“C’mon, baby,” he grunted, face buried in your neck as he helped your body to grind against his, “I got you. Let go, fuck, let go for me.”

A pair of slender fingers snapped in front of your line of sight, tearing you from your daydream and bringing you harshly back to reality.

“Hmm, what was that?” You blinked a few times before you turned your attention to the redhead who you, apparently, had been having a conversation with.

“Are you serious?” She laughed, “I’ve been talking for the past 10 minutes! I looked over and you had that far off, glossy look in your eyes. Not to mention you’re bleeding.”

A hand found its way to your lower lip and you realized she was right. You had been so lost in wet dreamland that you chewed a layer of skin off of your lip. You hoped she didn’t notice the heat rising in your face as you cleared your throat, grabbing a tissue from the coffee table.

“Sorry,” you muttered, pressing the tissue against your injured lip, “guess I got lost in thought.”

“Is it one of those flashbacks again?” She asked kindly, facial expression softening.

You nodded quickly, knowing fully well that the statement was a lie. Your gaze drifted over the woman’s shoulder to the subject of your previous thoughts. It would be easier to explain the common occurrence of your PTSD than it would be to explain that you were reminiscing on the hot, steamy, passionate sex you had the night before.

Bucky was situated across the room, leaning against the counter as he talked to Rogers and Wilson. The unfortunately tight, black, short-sleeve t-shirt he was wearing left nothing to the imagination. It accentuated every muscle of the body you had gotten to know so intimately not more than 10 hours ago. His muscular arms were crossed at his chest and he was sporting his signature scowl. Everything about the sight sent a shiver down your spine. You finally had a taste and you wanted more.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Your friend’s voice gained your attention once more.

A small smile found its way to your lips as you met her gaze again. Apart from Bucky, Nat had always been a good trauma buddy of yours. From the beginning she had been someone you felt like you could confide in and someone who would understand your troubles. Sometimes you wondered if a requirement of joining the avengers was to have a fucked up, tragic backstory.

“I’m okay, Nat.” You reassured, “Just got lost in my head again.”

“Whatever you say. Maybe the party tonight will help you get your mind off of things,” She mused as she pushed herself from the couch to stand up. She paused briefly before she turned to you again, “you are coming, right?”

“Yeah,” you snorted, “Tony actually threatened me if I didn’t go this time, so, I guess I have to.”

After the last party you skipped out on, Tony cornered you in the hallway and gave you quite the interrogation. Then he went on a spiel about how staying in your room all day and all night was bad for you and that if he didn’t know better he would think you weren’t appreciative of what he’d done for you and blah, blah, blah. Tony really was a good person underneath all that hair gel. All he wanted was to help you break out of your shell and give you the family he knew you were lacking. That didn’t mean he couldn’t be a pushy asshole.

“Good, I’ll see you there. I’m sure Barnes will too.” A devilish grin painted her lips as she watched your jaw drop. Before you had a chance to say anything she was off down the hallway.

Fuckin’ Natasha.

*******

A pile of clothes littered your bed as you slipped another dress over your form. Not once in your life had you ever been concerned about what you were wearing or what you looked like, but there was something about tonight that made you want to turn heads. Your eyes raked down your figure as you twisted from side to side, admiring the way the black dress hugged your body in all the right places. Not to mention the thigh high slit in the dress showed off probably the only body part you weren’t self-conscious about. Tony, being the theatrical and over the top man he was, once said that you shouldn’t show up to his parties if you weren’t dressed to court a royal or to bring a man to his knees. Guess you were shooting for the latter.

As you put the finishing touches on your look for the evening, you felt that familiar heavy feeling settling into your chest. Your body always had a tendency to go into fight or flight mode when you became too familiar with anything or anyone. It felt like every fiber in your body was screaming for you to retreat into sweats and stay in your room, to not allow yourself this opportunity to enjoy the people you’d grown so close to. You know what happens when you let people in.

Grief, trauma, coping - it made it really difficult to live a “normal” life. Everyday tasks are daunting, it can be next to impossible to have intimate friendships or relationships, and not to mention the intrusive thoughts that infect your mind on a daily, if not hourly, basis. Here you were, the happiest you’d been in years. You were finally in a place where you felt loved, comfortable, safe - and yet your mind was trying to self-sabotage again.

You took a moment to close your eyes and take several deep breaths. When you opened your eyes you locked eyes with your reflection in the mirror and made a pact with the girl staring back at you. The intrusive thoughts and self-doubt couldn’t continue to have a hold over you anymore. You gave yourself a small smirk and nod as you made the decision to throw caution to the wind and give the party a try. What’s the worst that could happen?

*******

Come to find out, the worst that could happen would be your competitive nature overcoming the rational, thinking part of your brain; which in turn would lead you to enter in a drinking contest. Thankfully a small portion of your pink, smooth brain was still functional enough to tell you when you’d reached your limit. Now you sat comfortably on the couch, legs tucked underneath you as you joyfully watched your friends argue.

“Dr. Banner, my friend, you are one of the most intelligent people I know. However, you are wrong.” Thor stated simply as he finished the rest of his drink.

“Thor, for the last time, water is not wet!” Bruce retorted, throwing his hands up in frustration.

You let out a loud snort before thinking, “Oh yeah, water. I should drink some water.”

Your feet planted themselves on the floor and slipped back into your pair of shoes. As you made your way to the kitchen you were pleasantly surprised by your balance and coordination, considering how much alcohol you’d consumed. Seems that drinking with Thor has done wonders for your tolerance.

While you were busy searching the refrigerator for a bottle of water, you were also oblivious to the soft sound of footsteps coming into the kitchen. After retrieving the beverage, you closed the door and turned to leave. Instead, you turned right into the chest of a figure that was definitely not there a moment ago. You yelped as you clutched a hand over your chest dramatically, your face filled with horror as though you’d just come face to face with the grim reaper.

“Jesus Christ, Barnes!” you scolded.

Bucky was holding his abdomen as he leaned back, consumed with laughter at your reaction. You huffed and wanted to be offended, but he looked so damn cute laughing that you couldn’t help but join him. You pushed his chest playfully and grumped as you hopped up to sit on the counter, opening the water to gulp about half of it down. Bucky couldn’t help but grin at your pouty state as he finished up his laughing fit.

“My apologies, sweets. Didn’t realize I’d be makin’ ya scream twice in one day.” He teased, grinning even wider as he did so.

Your jaw dropped at the comment, quickly looking around to make sure no one else was in the kitchen to hear what he had said. After seeing that the coast was clear you kicked your foot at him out of annoyance, only for his metal hand to catch it smoothly. The two of you locked eyes, motionless for a moment before he moved closer, sliding his hand from your ankle to your thigh. In the moment, you damned yourself for choosing this particular dress. The closer he got, the faster your breathing became. The contrast between his cold embrace and your flushed, warm skin sent a shiver down your spine. Abandoning the water bottle, you ran your hands up his abdomen and chest until they rested on his shoulders. Following a small nudge from his knee, you parted your legs to allow him space to stand between them. The heat in your face at an all time high as he pressed his flesh hand to your cheek.

“Haven’t been able to stop thinkin’ about you.” Bucky whispered as he stroked the apple of your cheek with his thumb. Each word that left his lips had you feeling way more intoxicated than any liquor you’d had all night.

As quickly as it started, his touch was gone and his back was turned as he opened the fridge. Before you had a chance to open your mouth to ask what the hell just happened, Tony was entering into the kitchen.

“Well, well, well. Surprised to see you here, Annie.” Tony beamed as he laid eyes on you.

Yes, Tony had nicknamed you after little orphan Annie. Yes, he also referred to himself lovingly as Daddy Warbucks. Yes, any person in their right mind would probably be offended, but you were just fucked up enough that you found it kind of hilarious.

“Wish I could say that it’s a pleasure, Tony.” You grumped back, upset that you’d been cockblocked and by Tony no less.

“Never lose that spunk, kid.” Tony winked as he turned to see Bucky retreating from the fridge with a beer in hand. “Inspector Gadget! Good to see you too.”

As much as you didn’t want to encourage him, you couldn’t help but laugh. Much to your dismay, Bucky simply raised his bottle to Tony as if to say “cheers” and padded out of the kitchen.

“He has such a way with words.” Tony teased as you rolled your eyes.

A sigh left your lips as you slipped off the counter and back onto the floor, muttering a “goodnight” before leaving the kitchen and heading back to your room. Although you wanted nothing more than to find Bucky and finish what he had started in the kitchen, you came to the conclusion that you were probably too drunk and definitely too tired.

Back in the comfort of your bedroom, you went about your normal nighttime routine. As you exited the bathroom, you couldn’t help but notice a piece of paper that had been slipped beneath your door. Grabbing the paper from the floor and plopping back onto your soft mattress, you opened it to read the note that was scribbled in black ink.

Never got the chance to tell you how gorgeous you looked tonight. Gotta say, I’m a big fan of that dress.

Sweet dreams.

- B.

When you finished the note, it felt as though you were floating on cloud 9. Even when you laid your head down and tried to welcome sleep, Bucky’s words were still replaying in your head over and over again - like they were lyrics to your new favorite song.

Turns out you were down for Bucky Barnes, and you were down bad.

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thefanficmonster · 3 years ago

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Few Too Many

Corpse Husband x Reader (Female)

Warnings: Swearing, In-game violence and death, Suggestive comments

Genre: Protective fluff, Humor, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: Jealousy is a dangerous thing, especially when the jealous person is armed with a gun....in a game of Counter Strike. At least Y/N’s friend will now know not to mess around and flirt with her, especially not with Corpse around.

Requested by 🐐 Anon. Hi dear! Thank you so much for your request! Sorry it’s taken me so long to complete and post your request but here it finally is! I didn’t want to make it IRL violence to avoid triggering anyone while I also felt it’d be very ooc for Corpse to beat someone up but I still hope you enjoy the fic if you come across it and read it! Love, Vy ❤

“Hey everyone!“ Y/N greets her squad as they all customize their characters while I sit there, observing and unknowing of what I’m supposed to do. “I invited Corpse to play with us today, hope y’all don’t mind.”

“Of course not! Nice to finally meet you, Corpse. We’ve heard a ton about you from Y/N, thanks for making our girl the happiest she’s ever been.“ One of her friends says, the tone of his voice suggesting he’s only half-joking with the dad like comment he made.

“Nice to meet you too, man. Glad I’m the one she gave the chance of making her happy. That’s all I ever wanna do.“ Though it may sound cheesy, as guys, her friends can probably read into how genuinely I mean what I’ve said.

Dating a girl with only guy friends has it’s pros and cons. Which outweigh which is still up for debate since I’m still researching, but so far so good in my opinion. This is the first time I’m interacting with them directly so I’ve still got a long way to go in terms of getting to know them and the details of their relationship with Y/N better. Regardless, I at least know they can easily understand me and put themselves in my shoes if I ever ‘mess things up’ with Y/N and she goes to complain to them - something that will most likely never happen. I’d never dare make this girl upset. Chances are, if I do, her friends won’t get to me on time - I would deliver my own punishment just the way I think I deserve it. However, there’s also the chance of them getting super protective of her and ganging up on me over something as small as a fight. By the many things and stories Y/N’s shared with me about them, I believe they wouldn’t think twice about kicking someone’s ass for her. They’re not massive dudes - I’ve seen pictures of them - but I for one don’t ever wanna see em angry.

“Ay bro, what’d you do to score our best girl? You must know what she likes. If so please, by all means, do tell.“ One of them, not the one who was previously talking, speaks up, his words making me furrow my brows in both confusion and irritation.

I open my mouth to complain as I slowly start cracking my knuckles when Y/N and her friends beat me to it. Thing is, Y/N’s friend group consists of three guys and her and yet four voices scolded the guy that made that suggestive comment. That being said, this guy probably isn’t considered to be one of her friends, at least not one that’s a permanent part of her friend group.

“Seth, cut it out!“ The guy I was previously speaking to says sharply before softening his tone to refer to me, “Sorry about my brother, excuse his lack of brain cells, please.“

Just then, I also receive a message from someone. Checking my phone, turns out it’s Y/N who by the way is currently in the living room while I’m in the recording room. Her text reads:

Y/N ~ Ignore Seth. I told Leo to not invite him but he’s still here somehow

I send her back a quick reassuring text before answering the guy I now know is named Leo, “No worries, it’s fine.”

“See? The guy can take a joke, you’re all just freaking out over nothing!“ Seth laughs, reminding me and the others of how loud he is compared to us.

Despite acting like it’s no big deal, I can’t help but admit to myself that this behavior of Seth’s has awoken a deeply buried suspicion of mine that’s not only mine but also arises in every guy whose girlfriend hangs out with a lot of guys. It’s not that I don’t trust Y/N - she could literally blindfold me and tell me to walk through a pool of lava, promising it wouldn’t hurt and I’d do it - but we all know about that saying that every guy in a group with one girl has liked said girl at least once.

Disturbing to think these four, including Seth five, dudes could’ve possibly been my competition at some point. It’s nice that they’re all super chill about it, mostly cause some of them have girlfriends as I was told.

Nevertheless, we get over that hiccup and carry on with the small talk and preparations for the game. Since it’s my first time playing CSGO, Y/N, Leo and her other friend Clancy explain the mechanics to me in detail to avoid me getting confused mid-game and getting myself killed. When they finish, we start the round and wait for the game’s algorithm to separate us into two teams which Y/N jokingly refers to as cops and robbers. Unfortunately, the end result of that separation ends up being me getting put in the terrorists’ force with Leo and Clancy while Y/N’s with the FBI, partnered with Seth and her other friend Evan.

“Alright, team, we shall now disperse. Corpse, remember, if you see more than one of them, radio in and lay low, we’ll be with you as soon as possible.“ Leo informs me as he runs off in one direction, Clancy going in the opposite. I confirm I understand and go along my way too, heading for this ancient looking structure that looks like it could belong in an old-timey movie.

Walking in, I realize the place is way bigger than it appeared on the outside. A quick look up confirms that there are three fucking floors above, not to mention that the ground floor is huge. Luckily, there are many crates and barrels to hide behind if I come across an FBI agent. I sure as hell hope it’s Y/N, I could maybe even try talking her into giving me a second chance at life and pretend she never saw me. Come to think of it though, I’d probably prefer getting killed by her rather than her friends - especially Seth.

Given that we’re in a Discord call, I can hear all the conversation going on. They are all quiet though, I can just periodically hear the mumbles of someone muttering to themselves as they navigate the map cautiously out of fear of running into their opponent unprepared. The silence is put to an end though when Seth speaks up, addressing Y/N.

“Yo, your boyfriend’s with the terrorists, ain’t he? That’s like the universe giving you a sign that y’all shouldn’t be together.“ The fucker laughs at his own joke while I can literally hear Y/N rolling her eyes.

“Have you heard of Romeo and Juliet, Seth?“ She asks sarcastically, almost getting a chuckle out of me but I suppress it to avoid getting caught listening in.

“Yeah, they both die at the end. Fucking boooriiinngg.“ Just then, I spot two silhouettes entering the building. Aiming my gun at them reveals their names - just the people I’m currently involuntarily eavesdropping on. Seth and Y/N don’t notice me though so I quickly duck behind a crate and prepare to radio in when Seth continues verbally torturing Y/N and dancing on my last nerves, “I personally think the friends-to-lovers trope is far more interesting...“

Did this guy just- no, he’s gotta be fucking kidding me

I’m left with my jaw hanging in disbelief at this guy’s audacity. I have no doubt Y/N’s about to put him in his place herself but I just gotta have my own chat with this guy. And by ‘chat’ I mean I mindlessly rush out from behind the crate towards where I saw him and Y/N and open fire on him. I hear his startled and upset screams with Y/N’s laughter in the background. She doesn’t try to stop me as a teammate of his should and would, instead she just observes the scene unfold, laughing her ass off.

“Yo man what the fuck was that for?!“ I hear Seth’s yell but only faintly since the sound of gunshots is still echoing through my headphones. Yeah, I’m not done shooting this fucker.

“Corpse...Corpse, buddy...“ Y/N manages through fits of laughter she cannot tame, “That’s a few too many bullets, he’s already dead.”

“And that was a few too many comments for him to be let off the hook.” I answer as sharply as I can with the new-formed smile on my face. What can I say, her happiness is contagious.

“Well, you got your first kill in CSGO. Good job, babe! I’m super proud of you!” She cheers for me, clapping her hands excitedly.

“Nah that was my first overkill.“ I quickly add, with a more threatening tone: “And it won’t be my last.”

“Let’s just hope there aren’t few too many of these overkills either.“ She snickers.

“That doesn’t depend on me, babe.“ I say smugly, suggestively enough for Seth to pick up the dropped hint. Mother fucker’s officially been put in his place and I couldn’t possibly be happier - with the added bonus of getting a ton of laughter out of Y/N who also decides to walk away, leaving me unharmed but promising to shoot to kill next time she sees me.

I’m ok with that. She could kill me anyday.

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untaemedqueen · 4 years ago

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Red Sus (M)

Idol!Jeongguk x Girlfriend!Reader

WordCount: 3.9k

Genre: Smut, Porn With Little Plot, Fluff, Among Us!Fic, Among Us!Crack?

Warnings: Jeongguk’s Hot Headed Ass, Taehyung LITERALLY THROWING THE GAME, Impreg Kink, Big IQ Brain Power Plays, Fingering, Dirty Talk, Fellatio, Face Fucking, Praise, Edging, Unprotected Sex, Belly Buldge, Cunnilingus, Pussy Slapping, Spitting, Doggy Style, Multiple Orgasms, Cream Pie

A/N: Sooooo I’m too obsessed with Among Us to not make a fic? And even though this is shorter than most that I make I thought it would be fun to whip something up in the spirit of BTS’ competitive games. Do I believe 100% that Kim Taehyung would throw a game? Absolutely. Thank you so much to the forever squad @ppersonna, @ladyartemesia, @xjoonchildx for letting me rant and talk about this insanity of a one shot and reading it! Thank you to baby Bucca @thejooncrew for reading it! I hope you enjoy the silly and the smutty!

The house is filled with loud screams, mainly from your boyfriend as he ties his hair up into a ponytail.

You can see the sweat on his neck beading as he sits in the voting screen.

"Oh yeah?! Then Taehyung hyung, where were you? Because I went to reactor when it was called and you didn't follow me and now Hobi hyung is dead." Jeongguk goes quiet as he waits for his answer and you begin to smirk as the muscles in his back tense up.

"WHAT THE FUCK? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? LAME. LAME. LAME. RED SUS. RED SUS AS FUCK! There is no possible way you were in cafeteria! Because I ran through cafeteria from admin to get to the reactor!" Jeongguk has gotten angry during games before. But, this is the first time you've seen his neck veins bulging.

"Hyungs! It's not me! I didn't kill Hobi hyung!" He whines out before putting his elbows to his computer table and cupping his forehead with his hands.

"You're fucking throwing!" He complains and you watch the screen as his black character racks up smaller bodies beneath his name. He scoffs loudly as he mutes his mic before turning to you.

"I want you to play with us. I can't play with them. It's so frustrating." He whines as he rolls his chair over to you. He throws himself out of the chair and onto your lap as you caress his handsome face.

Guk has always been so competitive, so good with everything that you can understand him being frustrated in a game like this one. Sometimes he needs a little pick me up. A little incentive to get him going again. And you know just the thing.

"Alright, I’ll play. But how about if I win, we make a baby?" You ask and his eyes flash over with mischief.

“Yeah? You want to make a mini crewmate with me?” He asks playfully and you narrow your eyes at him for the bad joke.

“Okay. Okay. Sorry, no bad jokes. Only filling your pussy with my cum.” He says before he chuckles deeply as his hand roams over the curve of your side.

"That sound good? We play and if I win you can fuck a baby into me like you’ve been trying to do?" You ask once more.

His bottom lip is between his teeth as his fingers drift over the imprint of your puffy nipple through your tank top.

"How about you play with the boys but I have to play with you while you do it? And if you win either Imposter or Crewmate then I'll fuck my baby into you like I've been dying to do since I met you five years ago." His offer is tempting and you begin to smile as he does the same.

His fingers drift over your nipples, watching them strain and become erect against the thin fabric.

“Game on, Jeon Jeongguk.”

With a sharp breath between his teeth, he leans up on his elbows. His tongue peeks out of his mouth to place wet kisses against your clothed chest. His tongue flicks at the stiff peaked bud, enjoying how the lavender shirt becomes darker with his saliva.

"Guk?" You can hear faintly from the computer and he sits up quickly as he hears them call his name.

The word Defeat flashes on the screen and he sighs loudly as he shuffles back over to the computer desk. Fixing his erection, he puts his headphones back on.

"Y/N is going to play for me. I'm going to take a shower." He says calmly as you open up your laptop. He hands you his mouse as he gives them farewells. Booting up the screen, he reads out the letters of the private server before situating himself behind you.

You take in a sharp breath as he pulls your tank top over your head. Your mind already becoming foggy with thoughts of lust as the server boots up.

"Hey guys." You call out as you join the Discord server.

"Hey hey!" Taehyung cheers as he runs around your purple character on screen.

You've played Among Us before with your friends but never your boyfriend's group. This will be interesting. You're usually very good and right now you need to be. There's nothing you want more in the world then to start a family with the man you love and adore.

"Start." Jin calls out and Jeongguk mutes your mic for you.

You take in a sharper breath than before as his thumbs swipe across your nipples. His lips trail from one shoulder to the other and you shudder as the Shhhh screen disappears.

"Impostor." You tell him and he chuckles to himself before nodding.

"Better hope you're good if you want me to fuck my cum into you and make this baby." He jeers.

Faking tasks for you is easy, but it's considerably harder when your smoking hot boyfriend is behind you. He's touching every bit of flesh he can. Rolling and pinching your nipples just perfectly to distract you from the task at hand.

His lips are kissing at the shell of your ear when you get your first kill on Jimin in Navigation before hopping into the vent.

"Every good kill you get, I'll reward you." Jeongguk whispers before peeking at the muted mic. Drifting his fingers south, he watches you as you jump out of the vent in admin before pretending to stalk the admin screen.

"Clean." Jeongguk whispers as Hoseok runs into the room.

As you exit the admin screen, the dead body report comes up and Jeongguk holds his breath.

"It's Yoongi hyung! It's Yoongi hyung!" Taehyung chants and Guk laughs as you unmute your mic.

"What?! Why would you say that?!" Yoongi yells as you giggle.

“First of all, where’s Jimin’s body?” Namjoon asks and you hear Taehyung hum.

“He’s in Navigation.” He replies.

"I saw Y/N in admin so she's good." Hoseok calls out and your boyfriend gives a thumbs up.

He shoves his hand in your pants and you squirm nervously.

Parting the now slick folds of your pussy, his middle finger rubs smooth circles onto your clit. Your back falters into his chest at the pleasurable feeling and you find yourself giving the smallest whimper.

"Y/N, what did you do this round?" Namjoon asks and you clear your throat.

Jeongguk pauses to let you collect yourself.

"I did card swipe and wires in admin before staying on the admin screen to see if anyone vented." You say before hearing hums of agreement.

"Yeah. I'll take that. And, I did see her in admin so I believe it." Hoseok says. Jeongguk begins his unrelenting torture to your clit once more as he kisses softly down the back of your neck.

"YOONGI HYUNG IS SUS!" Taehyung screams and you can't help but giggle before gasping gently at the pleasure and muting your mic.

"Shut up Taehyung! You're the worst third impostor I've ever fucking seen. You're throwing, you IDIOT!" Yoongi screams back.

"Skip." Jin mumbles before the screen goes black once more.

"You're doing so well, baby girl." Guk whispers as he trails his slender fingers along your slick folds.

"Fuck. Guk." You whine as you put your head back to his shoulder.

"Better pay attention. If you want me to fuck a baby into you that is." He reminds you.

You were intrigued when you first found out about his kink but after watching some porn videos with him and hearing him talk about it in bed, it's certainly grown on you.

You stopped taking birth control a while ago and have been trying to have a baby for so long now. But, fun games like this couldn't hurt. They're exciting.

Starting the round, you head off towards reactor and pretend to do Simon Says when Namjoon enters to do 1-10.

You can barely focus as your boyfriend pinches and rolls your nipple between his fingertips.

"Can't wait till you're swollen with my baby. Gonna let everyone know just how much I love on you. I can't wait till these pretty tits fill up with milk just for my child." Jeongguk whispers in your ear and you shiver before killing Namjoon and venting.

You sabotage the doors all around the left side before popping out of the vent in lower engine and running into electrical with Jin.

"Lean back a little bit for me, baby girl." Your boyfriend demands and you do as you're told. He thrusts two fingers deep into your cunt and you moan loudly at the tiny burn.

"You're so excited to have my baby. You hear how wet you are for me? Getting your cute little panties all soaked." He whispers before nipping at your earlobe.

You kill Jin before venting and Namjoon's body is found by Yoongi.

"SELF REPORTED!" Taehyung screams and you moan as Jeongguk curls his fingers to the delicate bundle of nerves inside of you.

"Shut the fuck up Taehyung. My God!" Yoongi whines.

"Where's the body?" Hoseok asks.

"Reactor. Oh shit. Jin is dead too. I think it's Taehyung or he's throwing." Yoongi says matter-of-factly.

"Y/N, where were you this round?" Hoseok asks.

Jeongguk keeps pressure to your g-spot as you unmute.

"I did gas can top and then gas can bottom. Then went into electrical to do the three spinning things." You say before muting yourself again.

"I trust Y/N." Taehyung says before clearing his throat.

"Fuck Guk, keep going. My pussy is so wet for you." You whine as his large hand spreads your leg wider.

"We have to vote here guys." Hoseok calls out.

"I'm voting for Taehyung. He's putting the blame on me so it's got to be him." Jeongguk laughs behind you as he begins to fuck you with his fingers again.

"I'm going with Taehyung too." Hoseok says and you vote the second youngest out before moaning your boyfriend's name.

"That's it baby. Fuck, you love this." Your boyfriend mumbles as he pulls his cock out of his sweatpants.

"Kill one more and you get a fat load of cum up your needy cunt." He reminds you as Taehyung floats through the air.

The heel of his palm digs into your clit and you whimper out as you watch Hoseok stay near the emergency meeting button.

You call reactor quickly and run across with both Yoongi and Hoseok as your cooldown meter ticks away to nothing. Finally you kill Yoongi and breathe a sigh of relief as you win the round.

"Damn. It wasn't Yoongi?" Taehyung asks dumbfounded.

"I said it wasn't me like fifty times KIM TAEHYUNG." Yoongi yells.

"Gg fellas. But I gotta go. Bye!" You squeal as you exit the Discord call.

Jeongguk puts your laptop and headphones on the floor before tackling you to the mattress with a sly grin.

He tugs off your sleep shorts and your underwear before taking off his sweatpants and smiling widely.

You absentmindedly lick your lips as you stare at his rock hard cock. It was a sight you could never get tired of. Slightly curved and beading precum at the tip of his long length, he begins to chuckle as you eye him. The pink rose veins of his cock call out to you and you wrap your hand around the thick base earning a whimper from your boyfriend above you.

“Fuck. Baby.” He whines as you stroke him, feeling the velvety soft skin against your palm.

His cock twitches with need as you sit up.

Looking up at him below your thick lashes, he takes a sharp breath through his teeth anticipating what’s to come next.

Your tongue swirls around the head of his cock, picking up the beads of precum that linger. Guk moans loudly above you, his hands grasp at your head as you enter him into your mouth.

“Oh fuck, you’re so good at sucking my cock baby, shit.” He moans out.

His perfectly manicured nails dig into your scalp and you bob your head.

“Just like that. Keep going. I love when you slobber on my cock. Shows me how horny you get for me.” His bottom lip tucks between his teeth again as he pushes your head down, losing himself in the pleasure you’re giving him.

Your eyes spring with fresh tears as you gag on his large length and the sound only goads him on to hear more of them.

Swallowing around his cock, he preens as he goes deeper and deeper within your throat.

“Such a good girl. Fuck.” He praises through gritted teeth. His eyes lock onto yours again as tears stream down your cheeks.

“Yeah. Fuck you love this, don’t you? Love being a little cocksleeve for me.” His cock begins to throb within your throat and you whine at the feeling before he’s pulling out and sighing loudly.

“Lay down for me, baby girl.” He says as he pulls his hair tie tighter.

Doing as told you let out a soft moan as his lips encircle your areola. His tongue flicks at your stiff peaked bud as his cock glides through your folds.

The stimulation to your clit is so powerful, you feel almost breathless. Every rut against your core has you losing all semblance of reality.

“Yes. Yes. In me, please.” You beg as he shows love to your other breast.

Aligning to your core, his hand cups your cheek. He gives you a small smile before pressing his lips to yours in a passionate kiss.

Gasping as he enters you, his tongue glides over yours as you grip his tattooed arms.

"Oh fuck!" You whine as your head lolls back.

"Oh my God." Guk groans as he buries his face into your neck.

Wrapping your legs around his waist, your nails scrape down the honey toned skin of his arms.

"Fuck, you feel so good baby. So wet and tight for me." He moans against your skin as he begins a relentless pace.

Taking his head away from your neck, he situates his hands on either side of your face before thrusting harder into you.

His eyes drift slowly down your body to where you are joined and he moans loudly before pressing his hand to your womb.

“Fuck, look how big my cock is in your tight little pussy.” He moans and your eyes drift to where he’s looking.

His cock is so long and thick inside of you, you can see the outline as he thrusts in and out of your soppy cunt.

“God, you’re incredible!” He whines as he picks up the pace.

Sitting up on his knees, his hips continue to snap and roll as a thin sheen of sweat graces his body.

Your fingers drift over the hard muscles of his abs as you moan for him. He fucks you so well, muddling your mind and drying your mouth and throat.

“You’re gonna look so good, nice and pregnant with my baby. So fucking perfect carrying my child inside of you. Shit! You’re so fucking wet!” He cries out as he grips your hips.

His perfect nails scrape down the skin of your hips and the slight twinge of pain earning a loud groan from you.

He’s so perfect. So yours. And, so eager to put what’s his inside of you.

“Tell me how much you want my baby inside of you.” Jeongguk demands as his hand reaches for the apex of your thighs.

Rearing back and spitting on your already soaked pussy, his thumb begins to rub circles onto your clit. Your thighs lock and shake through the intense pleasure and you can barely think before he’s slapping your clit to demand words from your mouth.

“I want you to fuck a baby into me so badly. Want you to cum inside and watch me get all big with your baby.” You whine as you palm your breasts in hand.

“Fuck yes. Can’t wait till you're nice and big. Get to fuck you from behind with your belly in my hands.” He mumbles as his head lolls back.

You could feel yourself starting to reach the height of your pleasure. The pressure within you becomes almost too much to withstand.

“Guk, please. Please! I want to cum!” You whine and he lets a smirk grace his features before he’s fucking you up the bed.

Your hands grip the sheets, white knuckling them as your eyes flutter shut.

“Cum on my cock, baby girl. Show me how much you want my baby.” He demands as he pinches your clit.

Behind your eyes, a galaxy explodes and paints the back of your eyelids as you orgasm. Your ears ring and you can barely hear him praising you for all you’re worth.

“Oh fuck! You’re going to make me cum!” He whines as he pulls out of you.

You whimper at the loss. You feel drunk off his pleasure. Sluggishly you watch as his tattooed arms wrap around your thighs.

Laying down between your thighs, he ruts his cock against the mattress as his face reaches towards your core.

“Guk!” You whine as he wraps his lips against your throbbing bud.

Your body jolts and tingles with overstimulation as you grip his ponytail.

“T-Too much! I can’t!” You cry out but he doesn’t listen.

He gives soft licks to your clit, pushing you through the overstimulation until you’re preening for him again.

His name tumbles from your lips like a prayer as you begin to grind your spent cunt against his face begging for more.

Leaving your clit, his nose brushes against your nub as his tongue enters you. The muscular organ goes rigid as he fucks you before whirling around inside of you. With a yelp, you grip his hair harder within your grasp. Tugging almost painfully, he groans against you. The vibration seems to course through your body. The noise reinvigorating you for more.

“Oh fuck! Jeongguk!” You cry out as he grips your thighs harder.

His eyes flutter shut and your breath hitches as he pulls away.

“You taste so fucking good. So sweet.” He mumbles.

The image of his handsome face, covered and shining in your slick is almost sensory overload for you.

He smacks your pussy playfully once more before his hands grip your sides. In an instant you’re on your stomach, face pressed down into a pillow.

Guk positions you to his liking, his hand roaming over the soft skin of your back before knocking your legs open.

Grippin the back of your neck, he places soft kisses across your shoulder as he aligns himself back to your entrance.

“Fuck, I love you.” He murmurs into your ear.

“I love you t-” The final word is cut off with a loud moan as he enters you in one swift motion.

You can hear him groan low and deep in your ear, and can feel the rumble of his chest as he presses himself against your back.

“Your pussy is so fucking sloppy. You’re creaming all over my cock, filthy girl.” He punctuates each word with a harsh thrust and your moans become stunted and muffled into the pillow.

Pulling away from your back, his hand grips your hair into a makeshift ponytail before tugging harshly as he fucks you with everything he has.

You can hear his ragged breathing and his gentle moans letting you know how good you feel around him.

“I can’t wait to fuck your pregnant pussy. I read it feels so much warmer and tighter. So much sweeter. You’re going to drive me insane with this pretty little cunt of yours.” He informs you as he hooks his hand around your throat.

Pulling you upright against his chest, he fucks up into you at a speed that should be illegal. Your hands scramble to grab anything as he applies the perfect amount of pressure to the column of your throat.

Gasping in your pleasure, you grip at his arm feeling his muscles and veins flexing and protruding. His forehead presses against your temple and he curses softly in your ear as his cock thickens and throbs within you.

“Goddamn, baby girl. You’re going to make me cum. Rub your clit for me, cum on my cock first.” With a shaky hand you do as told, rubbing furious circles against your clit as your arousal drips down both his and your legs.

“Guk! Fuck! I want to get pregnant for you so badly!” You cry out as his teeth gingerly clamp your earlobe.

“I know, baby girl. You want me to cum in your needy little pussy so badly. I can feel it. You want to watch your belly swell with my baby and let everyone know who keeps you so well stuffed.” He whispers in your ear.

Your eyes roll back in your head as the pressure builds up again within you. Your legs shake and your moans become whimpers as you focus on his throbbing cock inside of you.

“Want to hold your big belly walking down the street letting everyone know Jeon Jeongguk put that baby inside you. That no one gets to have me but you. Fuck!” He curses loudly as his thrusts begin to get sloppy.

“Guk! I’m going to cum!” You whine as you grip his arm harder.

“Good girl, cum on my cock. I’m- Fuck- I’m not going to last.” He cries out as his eyes squeeze shut.

As you orgasm the second time, he gasps loudly behind you. Letting your throat go, he cups your breasts behind his large hands and squeezes roughly as he begins to cum. You can feel his warm cum painting the walls of your pussy and he whines your name gently as he buries his face into your neck.

With a gentle cry, your orgasm becomes tenfold feeling how warm his cum is inside of you.

“Oh shit.” He mumbles as he holds you tightly to his chest.

“Fuck.” You whisper as he presses soft kisses to your heated skin.

You stay like this for a minute before he’s flopping both of your bodies down onto the bed with an exasperated sigh.

“God, I hope we get pregnant this time.” He whispers and you know he’s praying to God for it to come true.

“I hope so too.” You whisper as your fingers drift over the skin of his arm.

The silence is comfortable for a few minutes and his grip on your tightens as he hugs your body to his.

“Wanna play another round with the boys before we order dinner?” He asks innocently and you begin to smile as you nod.

“If you win again, I’ll fuck more cum into you. Deal?” He asks as he pulls out of you.

His fingers spread your battered pussy lips as he watches your cunt begin to cream with his cum.

“Deal.” You say with a giggle as he runs his fingers over your womb.

“I think it’s Y/N.” Jeongguk mumbles into the mic before turning his head to you and narrowing his eyes.

You stay stone faced as you look at him before turning back to the screen, “It’s not me. I did all my tasks. I’m just following people around to make sure they don’t die. I think it’s Taehyung. Red sus.” You say as you lean back against the headboard of the bed cracking your fingers.

Jeongguk rolls his eyes as everyone begins to agree with you.

“Red is always sus. Especially when you’re Kim Taehyung.” You hear Jimin say with a laugh.

You begin to smirk as everyone votes Tae, you can hear him protesting and screaming. With a triumphant laugh the victory screen appears and you fold your arms as you quip an eyebrow at your boyfriend.

He grumbles gently before muting his mic.

“Fine. Spread those pretty legs for me.” He whispers as he leaves the game.

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Jolyne - No Ordinary Girl

Mermaid Y/N x Surfer Jolyne

Today was a particularly fitting day to go to the beach. Jotaro had taken Jolyne, Hermes and Foo Fighters to the shore. He mostly went for some observation and the girls decided they would take advantage of the nice weather for some surfing.

It was not long after they arrived and started installing themselves that Jolyne and Hermes' eyes fell into very familiar faces.

Annasui, upon seeing the group, walked towards the girls with a confident stance, making sure his long hair was flowing in the wind.

"Oh look who we have here. The ladies victory." Annasui exclaimed, before completely falling heart-eyed, his voice and tone softening, dreamy even, at the sight of his object of worship. "Hi Jolyne~"

"Oh! Weather Report's there! Hi Weas!" Jolyne called out to the older man arranging a parasol a few feet behind, her completely ignoring the pink haired-male that seemed to have come with him. He waved shortly at Jolyne in response.

"Anyways, what are you guys up to?" Hermes asked, sipping on some lime flavored granita.

"Well, as you can see..." He pointed at the ocean, "We just wanted to take a day to work out a bit, but the waves are real nice today."

He leaned in not so subtly towards Jolyne, despite Hermes' evident judging gaze.

"But you know what else is real nice today?" He brought his hand up to cup Jolyne's chin, but before he could even say or do anything, Jolyne leaned away and pointed behind him.

"Oh wow! My dad's coming back with drinks!" She called nonchalantly, looking behind Annasui like he was more transparent than air itself.

"...! DRINKS?! DRINKS!!" Foo Fighter gasped, pushing the feminine man off to the side with such force, he fell and slid against the sand.

"Hey, Jojo," Hermes tapped her friend's shoulder, "Let's show these pendejos how girls ride waves."

The Asian American smirked, eager to show who's boss and always ready to follow on her best friend's mischief. "I'm racing you then."

"Pfft, I won't go easy girlfriend." The Mexican cracked her knuckles and grabbed her plank.

After surfing for long enough and being outran by Jolyne's stamina, Hermes decided to go back and sunbathe next to F.F's who was playing cutely with sand.

Jolyne glided full speed over the water, the wind and droplets of salty water refreshing her skin. More than competition, Jolyne loved the acceleration, the adrenaline, the sweet fresh air through her long hair. When she was surfing, Jolyne's heart lightened up and her mind purged of any negative thoughts, anxiety, fears.

She was at peace.

Before she could enjoy the sweet taste of her peace of mind though, she caught up to a blond surfer in front of her who she recognized as she got closer. Oh god, not him of all people.

"Oh, hey! Isn't that the sexiest surfer in all Miami?" Romeo teased, admiring the girl who gained up on him, "Not bad, look at you go! Who knew my little Jojo would be so talented, hot damn!"

Jolyne frowned and clicked her tongue. She swore if she wasn't so focused on staying in balance, she would drown him on the spot. He laughed obnoxiously, satisfied with being a disgusting excuse of a human.

"Romeo, I swear to fuckin-"

Before she could even finish her sentence, something, a gigantic fish tail appeared out of the wave and flicked itself right accross the blonde, slapping him off of his plank with a painful sound.

"HUAARGHH-" He screamed before crashing into the water with the splash and disappearing behind Jolyne.

"O-OH MY GOD!" She gasped, both surprised by the sudden turn of events, and incredibly scared for her life, thinking some kind of hostile shark was in the shore currently, which was to report immediately.

The moment she decided to take a turn and leave as fast as she could, warning the others to get the hell out of here, a shadowy form within the water followed her along the wave.

Foolishly curious, Jolyne looked at it, not without her heart hammering in her chest at the potential danger she was facing.

What she saw was not a sight she'd have ever expected to ever see in all her 19 years. Her legs shook at the shock and she almost completely fell over her board.

Gliding along the water right next to her, right inside the tall wave, was the figure of... a girl.

Or was it a girl? It couldn't be. She looked human at first glance, but the more Jolyne's gaze moved sideways she noticed the long and impressive fish tail replacing what were supposed to be legs.

Jolyne's jaw felt slack. She felt like she was hallucinating. Believe it or not, she had not smoked or taken any recreative substances beforehand, but she truly wished she had because that would have at least explained what her eyes were showing her.

The girl swimming and following her only smiled, waving cutely with webbed hands, as if amused by Jolyne's disbelieving reaction and wide eyes.

"W-w-w.... What the fuck..???" Jolyne finally spoke after rebooting her entire brain, "No fucking way-...! A mermaid??!! A real one??!"

Like a bad trick from fate, the wave Jolyne was trying her hardest to not get swallowed by, seemed to grow weaker and weaker, shortening in size.

Jolyne saw the mermaid slowly retreat away in an elegant swim, her form vanishing into the deep blue.

"Wait, no!" The surfer called, almost desperate to have such a mystical meeting and ethereal moment be so short lived.

She reached her hand out to the creature, unsure of what she was even trying to do, but the force of the current got the best of her, and Jolyne lost balance, falling forward with nothing to hang onto for purchase.

Jolyne splashed onto the water and the wave died with her hope of ever living such a dream again.

"Ooohh dang it! You were almost there!" Hermes called out from the shore, her voice booming enough for Jolyne to hear as she broke into the surface.

"Fuck...." Jolyne cursed, hanging onto her board.

She felt defeated. Not because she couldn't ride that wave to the very end as she was expected to with her skill level, but rather because she couldn't immortalize that beautiful moment.

She blankly climbed onto her board again and barely even paddled her way back to land, too out of it to do so.

Was that even real? That had to be, right? She saw the mermaid. She saw her hair, her skin tone shined-on by the sun. She saw the scales over her skin, the fins along her arms and tail.

She saw her attack Romeo, he must have seen her too, Jolyne pondered.

"Aaah the champion is back!" F.F cheered as Jolyne finally walked back, drenched and with her plank under one arm. "I made a sandcastle for our ocean queen!"

"Thanks Foo..." Jolyne's small smile didn't not match her quiet tone.

"Hey, what's up, chula ? You look like you've seen a ghost, or something? You did great back there, so why the long face?" Hermes fixed the straps of Jolyne's bikini top and removed some seaweeds from her hair.

"It's just... I saw something weird it the water and I don't know..." Jolyne hesitated, "Maybe I was dreaming or something."

"Hum..." Hermes hummed in thought. "What do you think Féfé?"

"Maybe Mr. Jotaro can answer if you saw an animal? Damn, I'm thirsty." F.F stuck her tongue out, clearly expressing her thirst.

"Dude, there's water litterally everywhere here." The mexican grimaced before turning back to Jolyne. "But yeah, maybe you should ask your dad if that worries you so much."

"Uhh..."

Jolyne looked towards her father who was crouching somewhere next to some rocks, taking notes about mollusks, or so Jolyne guessed.

"Yeah, maybe not. It's fine though, no big deal." She smiled, waving her hand in dismissal.

Shrugging it all off, the girls decided to join Weather Report and Jotaro who brought food to finish the day at the beach with a relaxing touch.

And so, the day ended with an uncanny normalcy for Jolyne, who kept thinking more and more as the sun set, that it all had been in her mind. Mermaids didn't exist. It was probably a Stand user playing tricks on her.

That what she wanted to believe. When she thought of all the events that would follow, she truly wished she had spoken to her father about it. After all, if he had fought a very real vampire, then there would be no doubt that something as crazy as a mermaid could exist in her bizarre adventure.

Jolyne came back to the beach that same week. Alone, this time. She was careful to come by the time the sun started to lower in the sky and the temperature of the water and air dropped, knowing tourists and athletes would be gone by this time.

'What now?' She thought. Coming back out of sheer curiosity was a thing, but making sure she could attract the creature back to her was something else.

"Should I bring food? What do mermaids even eat? Does she like hot dogs...?" Jolyne thought out loud, looking around, secretly glad no one was here to hear her talk mad nonsense to herself like some insane crackhead.

She approached the water and drenched her feet in the small rocking waves, coming and going her way and gently splashing her. She hesitated for a moment, remembering that along with the legend of mermaids came the fact that these creatures were known to attract and enchant humans by their beauty, leading them to their inevitable death.

So maybe, Jolyne accepted, she was destined to die in the ocean.

Just as she came hip-deep into the sea, she felt a strange current shaking her legs, almost knocking her out of balance.

Before she could even process how strange it felt, she looked down into the clear water and saw no less than the same huge colorful fish tail she had seen that very day.

She gasped in realization and soon enough screamed as she felt calloused hands grab her thighs, the creature pushing herself out of the water to be met face to face with the human who had been, unbeknownst to Jolyne, her newfound fixation.

"Y-WHAAAAAHH!!!" Jolyne hollered, not expecting such a strong and surprising appearance.

The mermaid still halfway into the water, climbed and gripped up the girl's hips for leverage. She looked up at Jolyne's face, smiling wide and eyes glinting in both adoration and mischief.

"Greetings."

"HOLY CRAP-" Jolyne's voice cracked, "I mean- fuck yes! I mean-..."

Poor Jojo was completely out of it. But who could blame her, though? It was not everyday that one got to meet a real mermaid in the flesh. And certainly not such a handsy one.

She cleared her throat and mustered her most suave voice, pretending she wasn't completely flustered by the sheer beauty before her.

"Hi."

"I knew you'd come back..." The mermaid spoke, her voice almost ethereal and distant, "They always do."

Jolyne's heart wanted to stop. God, she felt burning hot and was sweating everywhere. Her voice stilled Jolyne to place in a way she couldn't explain. The legendary creature was so impossibly close to her, bodies almost touching.

She noticed she couldn't stay up overwater any other way than using Jolyne's lean body for leverage, her heavy tail anchoring her down. But the warm proximity between them and the sight of such a beautiful, rare and mystical creature right under her chest felt unreal and exciting.

Jolyne wanted to look her over for hours. Her hair texture, drenched and flowy, her skin tone glowing like gold, her holographic scales and fins shining like crazy diamonds.

"Why... Why did you...? Of all people...?" Jolyne questionned, now wondering if their first meeting in that wave was really a trick of fate, or if she was chosen in any way. "You attacked Romeo, yet you showed up to me... Why me?"

"I like beautiful humans." The mermaid smiled, her radiant features and smooth voice making Jolyne's legs weak, "You're beautiful."

The young surfer couldn't help her heart shaking and the wave of warmth spreading through her chest. If it was anyone else, she would boast her obvious beauty or maybe flip them off. But now she couldn't. Being complimented by a mythical being that was already the most gorgeous thing Jolyne had ever witnessed was truly something else

"What's your name?" Jolyne started.

"Call me Y/N."

Y/N, Jolyne's mind echoed. Cute. Even mermaids had names, she thought before realising that may be a very stupid thought to have. She didn't really know what else to expect.

"I uh, I'm Jolyne..." She looked down into the water, somewhat not daring to look at Y/N's adorable curious and sensual gaze. Oh god that was bad, she was entrancing.

"Not to be gay but...You look cute. Hot even. Can I say that? That's not weird, right? Since ya know... You're not exactly human, but you're not an animal either, like... I'm not gonna get arrested for this... I hope..."

"I'm not too familiar with human tongue, but I think Ms.Jolyne looks really pretty as well." Y/N moved to wrap an arm around Jolyne's waist, gripping her for better leverage and pointing at her chest, right in her reach. "Healthy mammals, great for feeding the young."

"Mammals...? Oh! You mean my boobs?" Jolyne glanced at her modest chest before grinning at the creature, "Aw thanks! Finally someone who likes them who's not some degenerate creep!"

Jolyne's chuckle died down and she finally took the time to look over Y/N's face. She ran a cold hand over her much warmer cheek, gliding it down to her gilled neck, mesmerized by her anatomy.

It truly was a one-in-a-lifetime meeting. Jolyne was slowly comprehending her luck to be met with a legendary sea creature like her. And a friendly one, at that.

How could this be even real? Our human knew that even though she was feeling relatively serene at the moment, the adrenaline would come down later and she would most likely cry herself to sleep.

"Hey uhm..." Jolyne was at a loss for words. There were so many things to say, but at the same time, she couldn't speak a word.

"Hm?" Y/N hummed and closed her eyes, enjoying the human's gentle touches.

Merfolks would express themselves via physical ministrations the most in the ocean, but she knew well a lot of humans did not share intimacies, or at least not before building a certain bond.

Glad that Jolyne was open to it, the sea-bound girl squeezed both her arms around the human's waist lovingly, forcing endearment on Jolyne, who felt her own heart tighten at the sweet and adorable embrace. The girls wanted to keep each other.

"Will we see each other again? I mean, I know you shouldn't be noticed by the public for your safety, but I don't know... Guess I took a liking to you or something." Jolyne mumbled, still resting her hands mindlessly around the creature's shoulders, fiddling with the ridges of her dorsal fin.

Y/N smiled, a smile that looked empty on her fish eyes, but sincere regardless. She let go of Jolyne who couldn't quite take her own hands off of her, clinging a little bit longer.

"Don't you know this, Ms. Jolyne? When human women die in the ocean, they relive as our kind."

"What? Really?" Jolyne let the mermaid get away slowly, ready to swim off to some unknown destination.

"If you want to see me again," Y/N called out cutely, waving her webbed hand like the very first time she saw Jolyne surfing, "Then perish in the ocean!"

She grinned, diving into the deep blue and splashing her tall tail strongly, giving herself a boost of speed, and disappearing away.

Jolyne could only stare into the horizon, darkening as the night arrived, stunned into place.

"...Ok, that was metal as fuck..."

H2O Just Add Water opening, but with Jolyne, Hermes and F.F

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lixiepeach · 3 years ago

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Red Moon, Part 20

Summary: Hana’s life was planned out perfectly. She would marry the pack alpha, become Luna and do her duties. But the appearance of a mysterious stranger turns her life inside out she finds herself outcast and alone. Will she find her new home in Chan and his pack of strays? Will she find what she’s been looking for all along in the mysterious alpha? Or will everything crumble under her again?

Warnings: Explicit content, fingering, crude language, the alphas being alphas.

A/N: Please don’t hate me.

Part 19 | MASTERLIST

Hana can’t help it. Her skin is burning, her pulse pounding as she tries to block out the sounds coming from two doors down. She can imagine them, skin slick with sweat as their bodies move together. Hana’s underwear is uncomfortably wet, more than it probably should be. She can imagine the look on Minho’s face as he stares at Jisung, the omega’s head thrown back baring his neck. Or maybe he’d let the omega be on top this time, staring up at Jisung with that same look on his face, the smirk lifting the side of his mouth.

Hana sighs, slipping a hand into her underwear. She lets her eyes close, mind wandering as Jisung lets out another loud moan. Another hand slips in her underwear, stilling her movements.

“I can’t help it.” She whispers.

“He’s doing it on purpose.” Seungmin whispers back, pressing a kiss to her jaw. “Hitting all those spots he knows will make Jisung loud.” He nips at her earlobe. “Riling us all up.”

Hana slips her hand out of her underwear, letting him take over, long fingers running through her slick folds. He’s hard against her hip, grinding slowly for any kind of friction. His fingers slip inside her easily, thumb circling her clit. Seungmin licks at her neck as she moans, head falling back as finally some of the burning need is met.

“Seungmin!” She breathes, gripping his wrist. “Fuck me. Make me scream. Give them a run for their money.”

Seungmin doesn’t even bother removing her underwear.

*********

“Can you imagine how bad it’ll be once they get a hold of each other?” Changbin says, resting his head on the table. “We’re never gonna get any sleep.”

“Imagine all three of them.” Jeongin says. “That’s something I want to watch.”

“I’ve never cum so hard before.” Changbin says. “I could barely stand it when Chan and Hyunjin had her. Seungmin has been holding out on us.”

“I don’t know how you did it, having her in heat. That scent alone nearly had me cumming in my pants.”

“I almost did. She was so wet and needy. I think I could have popped a knot without even being inside her.”

“I’m surprised you stayed as level-headed as you did. We were all expecting to have to keep you from mauling her or something.”

Jeongin shrugs. “She trusted that I could do it. I just keep thinking of that. How I was her first choice, how she believed I could take care of her and not hurt her. All I wanted to do was take care of her. Make her feel good. I almost slipped once. But I managed to hold on.”

“Our Innie did so good.” Chan says, ruffling his hair before pressing a kiss to the younger alpha’s head.

“Sleep well last night?” Changbin asks, taking a sip of his coffee.

Chan smirks, taking a seat at the table. “After a while, yeah.”

“Jerking off in the shower again?” Changbin raises an eyebrow.

“Hey, at least I did it in the shower.”

“It’s not my fault Lixie came down and decided to put that sweet mouth of his to use.” Changbin shrugs.

“Wait...do you hear that?” Jeongin says.

All three alphas listen with their enhanced hearing, smirks crossing their faces.

“Poor girl won’t be able to walk for a week.” Changbin says.

“Boy’s got the stamina of an alpha.” Chan says, getting up to pour himself a cup of coffee.

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Hana wakes with a hand between her legs. She’s not complaining, the squelching of her wet folds an obscene sound in the quiet morning. Hana lets out a moan, the pleasure hitting her like a truck as her brain wakes from its slumber.

“Did you enjoy the friendly competition last night?” The quiet voice whispers in her ear. “It sounded like you did.”

Minho curls his fingers inside her, dragging along that spongy spot that had her legs shaking. Hana presses back against his chest, dick hard where it's pressed between her cheeks. She can’t even form words, Minho causing an intense bubble of pleasure to build up inside her.

He quickly flips her on her back, hovering over her, fingers still fucking her. He’s removed her underwear, probably crusty with Seungmin’s cum from last night, the blankets down around her feet. “You think Jisung is loud, just wait until I get my turn with you.”

He smirks down at her with those dark eyes, that cocky, unbothered look in them, like fucking her with his fingers was just another Wendesday morning for him. He picks up his pace, fucking her fast with his fingers, hitting that spot over and over again. Her back arches, the pleasure seeming to shoot out of her all at once as she cums, soaking his hand and the bed. Her very nerve endings are on fire, her orgasm rocking through her entire body so hard she almost can’t see for a moment.

Minho is smirking at her as she stares up at him, bringing his wet hand to his lips to lick his fingers clean. Hana lets out a whine, watching his tongue swirl around his fingers. Chan had told her about Changbin’s abilities, but no one had warned her about Minho. She knew how good the beta was. She had heard many times the things he could draw out of alpha, beta, and omega. But nothing had prepared her to actually experience it.

He leans in close to her, hand resting over her pelvis as he nips at her bottom lip. “I’ll see you soon.”

He gets up, leaving her there in a puddle of her own juices. “Fuck.” She breathes, flopping onto her back. Her legs are still shaking from the force of her last orgasm. She hadn’t even known she could do that. But Minho had made her do it in a matter of minutes. Well, perhaps a little longer. She had been sleeping when he’d started.

The door opens, Chan leaning on the doorframe. She’s half naked, legs splayed open still but she doesn’t care. The bed sheets are wet from her explosive orgasm, no doubt the scent overbearing in the room.

“You okay?” He asks, looking at her with genuine concern.

She nods. “Yeah. Better than okay.”

Chan climbs on the bed, kneeling at her feet. “You got off lucky. Usually he’ll drag three or four out of you before leaving.”

“I don’t think I can do anymore.” She says, flopping back completely on the bed.

“Don’t worry. I’m just here to clean you up. Oh how the roles have reversed.” He laughs, scooping her up off the bed, carrying her to the bathroom.

He showers with her, keeping her steady while he cleans her up. He takes her downstairs, depositing her on Changbin’s lap before going to grab her breakfast. She leans into the bulky alpha, pressing her nose against his neck.

“Have a fun night last night, pup?” He asks, wrapping his arms around her.

She nods. “I couldn’t sleep so Seungmin decided to help me.”

He hums. “I heard. We all heard.”

Despite the fact her volume last night had been purposeful, hearing the alpha say it made her cheeks flush.

“Come on, none of that bashfulness. You four troublemakers knew what you were doing.” He nips at her lips before kissing her, his hand squeezing her thigh to pull a gasp from her.

He slips his tongue into her mouth, licking her own with a sharp flick. Chan’s words about what Changbin could do with his mouth bouncing around in her head. She moans quietly, Changbin smirking against her lips.

“Hey, none of that.” Chan says, setting her plate on the coffee table.

Changbin pulls away from her, leaning his chin on her shoulder. “I wasn’t going to. Just offering her a bit of a preview.”

“Well she needs a break.” Chan says, sitting next to Changbin on the couch, pulling her legs into his lap. “Otherwise she won’t be able to enjoy the main event.” He stabs the eggs with the fork before holding it up to her mouth.

Chan feeds her, Changbin holding her on his lap. Being doted on by the two alphas has Hana’s omega preening. She soaks it up, enjoying the feeling the two alphas were giving her. Her soon-to-be mates caring for her in a way she knows she could get used to.

Chan had told her becoming his mate was like becoming the mate of the rest of the pack as well. At least, that’s how they saw it. Chan hadn’t formally mated any of them, but he considered all of them his mates. Becoming his Luna would also make them her mates as well. Chan would have no more claim over her than he does now, just the bragging rights of calling her his Luna.

They were already preparing for the big ritual, Hyunjin laying out everything they would need and the process that would take place leading up to that day, as well as on that day. It was a bit daunting to her what the mating process would be like, but she trusts Chan and Hyunjin just as much as the rest of the pack.

*******

Hana pulls the last of the weeds from the garden, using the hose to wet the rest of the soil around her plants. They were growing quickly, the summer sun keeping them healthy. Chan had offered to build her even more garden space after seeing how happy it made her, but she had told him he could wait until next spring when the growing season was closer again.

She knew there was no convincing him he didn’t have to do it. He’d do it no matter what she said.

Something prickles on the back of her neck, body stiffening as she senses something behind her. She freezes, wondering if she could make it to the open garage door a few feet away. All she had to do was scream. Make some noise of distress and her boys would come running. But the fear has her choked up, the air not even leaving her lungs. She can’t fight. Not if she can’t move.

She lets out a shaky exhale before pushing herself up, barely making it off her knees before there’s arms around her, yanking her back down to the ground. She hits the grass hard, a hand covering her mouth. She looks up with wide eyes at the naked figure pinning her to the ground, letting out a muffled scream.

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mxchellesworld · 4 years ago

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you should break up with your boyfriend

spencer reid x reader

synopsis; spencer thinks you and dear anderson shouldn’t be together anymore

warnings; smut, cheating, tiny degradation, unprotected sex

a/n; i see so many edits on tik tok with this song and it pushed me to write again lol anyways as always i hope you enjoy:)

listen to this!

*also pls don’t cheat this is so icky and a horrible thing to do

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Sneaking off to one of Rossi’s bathrooms with Spencer probably wasn’t how you thought your Saturday night would go but things always seemed to take a turn. You had sworn to yourself that the last time would be the last time but here you are.

The heat of his large hands pulling your lips closer to his had you hazy with lust. The way they ran down your sides and gripped onto your hips pushing your back onto the cold sink. Nothing else was on your mind not even your boyfriend. Anderson.

Oh Anderson. Sweet, Sweet Anderson who was always there when you needed him to be. Working at the BAU he was always around and seemed nice. So when he asked you out on a date a few months ago there was no reason to decline. Not even your secret crush on the resident genius.

However the longer you and Anderson went out, you had noticed that your friendship with Spencer got weirder. Maybe it was that he had just gotten out of prison and felt as if he was missing out on even more time with his best friend. Maybe it was the fact he was jealous, though he would never say it out loud.

One thing you noticed specifically was the way he would stand a little straighter whenever Anderson was around. Which didn’t make sense because of the few inches he already had on him.

In both areas which you would later find out.

How he would tap into that alpha male mentality, knowing he was better than the competition, and let that confidence he now exuded seep out. Usually in his own way which was flaunting his big brain. It was more subtle compared to the daggers he would shoot into the side of Anderson’s head.

This all caused the crush you had pushed down to spring back up, following you right into Rossi’s upstairs bathroom. Curse him and his mansion with too many bathrooms stocked with overpriced towels for making it all too easy to escape the reality of your dull relationship.

You tried to hold in a moan as Spencer pressed his growing bulge onto your already soaking heat.

Spencer’s lips dropped to your neck as he spoke in between kisses, “Better stay quiet baby unless you want your boyfriend to come find you acting like a whore under me.”

You bit your lips in hopes of keeping in your whines. Your hands went to his hair tugging on his long curls. He groaned into your neck from the pain. Neither of you could take the teasing any longer and were aching to be wrapped up in each other again.

You pushed him away ready to hop into the sink but before you could he spun you around. You took in the sight of yourself pressed up against the marble counter. Your hair was already tousled up and your lipstick was smeared not just across your lips but on Spencer’s too. His tall frame was pushed up on yours, hands reached to bunch your dress around your hips.

“Spence please hurry,” you begged him to speed up his actions and give you what you craved most.

“Aw am I going too slow for your liking,” he mocked you, “Maybe I want this to take long so he can come looking for you. He needs to know that I own this tight little pussy.”

You let out a loud sigh as he let his fingers trail against your folds, not bothering to pull down your panties he opted for yanking them to the side. He gathered up some of your slick and spread it across your folds before he brought them up to your mouth.

“Taste yourself on my fingers. Who makes you this wet?”

You moaned around his fingers and did your best to answer which sounded more like incoherent noises. His lips held a smirk but his eyes were filled with adoration.

He pulled them out and you looked back at him in the reflection as he pulled himself out of his pants. The way he was looking down to where you would both meet, chest already heaving.

Your mouth fell open into a silent scream as he pushed into your tight heat. You would never get used to how he stretched you open. He gave you a second to adjust before he let his hands go back to your hips.

“Fuck Spencer,” you mewled quietly.

He quickened his pace, the sound of skin slapping bouncing off the walls of the bathroom. You were hazy from how good he felt drilling into you, keeping in your moans and whines became a challenge.

One of his hands left your hips and he bent forward so his chest was on your back as he wrapped the now unoccupied hand around your face, covering your mouth.

“I thought I told you to be quiet. You must really wanna get caught,” he let out between groans.

You tried your best to shake your head ‘no’ but in reality you could’ve given less of a fuck about someone finding you.

He watched in the mirror as your eyes rolled in the back of your head from his constant hit on the spot that had you seeing stars. Your tits that were almost spilling out of the low cut top of your dress.

You were both so close to reaching your speaks. Spencer could feel the way you were clenching around him, arousal dripping down your thighs.

“That’s it baby. I know you’re close. Show me how hard I can make you cum,” he gritted out. He never faltered in his bruising pace.

It was painfully hard trying to keep in the noises of pleasure aching to come out of your throat. Every inch of Spencer’s perfectly long cock hitting you just right had you teetering on the edge. The hand that was on your hip dipped down to rub quick circles on your neglected bud were what set you off.

“Right there Spence, right there fuck,” you rushed out in whispered tones.

Your body spasmed on the counter. If you weren’t bent over you were sure your knees would have given out. No longer than a minute later and Spencer was reaching his peak as well.

You both sighed as you felt his warm cum filling you to the brim. He kept on thrusting making sure every bit was deep inside you.

Once he pulled out he breathlessly tucked himself back into his pants and moved your panties back to their rightful place. You looked in the mirror once again and saw you disheveled your hair was and the way your mascara was smeared.

He helped you stand and pull your dress down. As you wiped away the mess that was your makeup, Spencer let his fingers run through your hair, trying to untangle it.

You made subtle eye contact in the reflection, instead of lust filled gazes like before they were nothing but kind smiles. Yours quickly turned into a frown as your location got back to you.

“I’ll leave first and I think you should wait a few minutes,” you said looking down.

“You know we could be walking out together if you just broke up with your boyfriend,” Spencer said adjusting the tie around his neck.

You turned around to do it for him. Now matter how much he tried it was always crooked. Looking up into his caramel eyes you were almost tempted to say fuck it and go for another round.

“This wasn’t even supposed to happen,” you said giving yourself one last look in the mirror.

“Uh huh. I’ll see you out there. Try not to let anything spill,” Spencer said as you walked out. You could practically hear the smirk in his voice knowing damn well it was would be another one of the ‘last times’.

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featherwriterweather · 4 years ago

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A dead girl walking

AU: I got so inspired by the song from the Heathers episode ‘A dead girl walking’ so I named this imagine after it.

Alert: Smut/badass girl

It was usual Friday night. I was at the Wyrm drinking shots of our favorite Tequilla with Tony. The booze was slowly taking control of me. Behind us the boys were playing the usual pool game. Sweet pea was winning, as usual. That made him scream on top of his lungs “Yeah”

We were getting annoyed with them. The non stop cockiness was getting exessive by the time of the third beer when Fangs and Sweet pea decided to bump into each other chests for yet another win over some other Serpents, who were older and a little more drunk than them.

“Are they for real? This is starting to really piss me off” I told Tony. She smiled at me behind the bar, pouring us another shots of Tequilla. We raised our glasses and locked them down.

“You know, maybe you need to do something about it. We both know you are sassy biotch. Go there and show them how you play and make them shut it.” she said poiting at the boys’ pool table with her head.

“You know what, Tony?! You are right! I’ll show them their places. It’s been something I really want to do so they can shut it once and for all.” I locked down yet another shot and went to the table. “So, you think you are great men, ha?”

“How much did you have to drink, northie?” Sweet pea said puffing his chest as a male peacock ready to fight for territory.

“Do want me to show you how a “northsider” can win this stupid game?” I stepped a little closer with my hands on my hips.

“Alright! But when you lose, don’t go crying in the bathroom. Take a stick, let’s see what you got! “ He crossed his arms in front of his chest.

“I would but I guess the only free one is up your ass!” I was so proud of myself of this line, especially when Tony came behind me laughing.

“You seem to have some serious competition here, Pea!” Tony told him.

“Fine by me! That’s a game of two. When I win, though, you will go up there and do a dance for us! Or you are going to chicken out now?” I am pretty sure he tried to scare me off by saying this, but that would never scare me. Actually, exactly the opposite. It only made me more eager to kick his ass.

“Good! But when I actually win over your pathetic game, you will take your ass up there boy, you will strip down and dance for all of the other Serpents.” I played him with some of his very own tricks.

“If you want to see me naked that much, I can take you to the restroom right now and show you some moves.” He pulled one of his side smiles.

“Are you sure there is something for me to see in there, boy?” I pointed to his dick with my finger as I looked him head to toe.

“ Just hit the balls!” He shoved the stick in my hand.

“It will hurt if I actully do it but okay” I laughed as I took the stick and hit the balls on the pool table making them go in all directions and some of them went inside the pockets. “It’s a little too crowded around this table boys. Move a little, cause I am getting hot.” I said as I gestured to Fangs and the older Serpent they played with to move back. I took my jacket leaving myself in tight off the shoulder shirt with deep cleavage. I aimed at another ball and bent down to hit it and send it directly to the pocket. Actually, my aim was not the ball but to distract Sweet pea so much that he wouldn’t be able to hit a ball straight.

For my misfortune, my ball skipped the pocket. He laughed and took his place aiming at the balls with his stick. I stood opposite him and pressed my hands on the table so I could bend down “casually” and clearly distract him. It didn’t really work. He was hitting the balls one after another until there was almost nothing left on the table.

“Are you fucking kidding me? How the hell did you do that?” I asked with my hand crossed in front of my chest making my boobs a little more squished. He came up to me, licked his lips, winked at me and tilted his head towards the pole where I had to do the dance.

“Brace yourself, babygirl. One more ball is left until I win that game and you go there and show me what you got.” he said aiming at the ball and shamelessly missing the pocket. “Dammit!”

“Ha-ha! I guess it’s now or never. If I get this ball inside the pocket, you will show me what you got, babyboy.” I winked at him and flipped my hair back as I went and aimed at the last ball standing. With one swift and well counted hit, I sent it into the right corner pocked. I stood up, leaning on the stick, looking proud as ever when I told him “Now,go there and undress for me.”

“I always knew you want to see me naked, but if I go there and do the dance, that means you don’t get to touch any of the body part you see.” He laughed at me.

“Well, I guess I will be okay with that, but I really want to see how you dance and take off piece by piece.” I told him. Everyone around us who was watching our game, was rolling on the floor of laughter. “I’ll go and refresh a little so I can give you time to choose a song and prepare to go up there and wow us”

I went to the toilet and went straight to the mirror to take a look at myself. Seconds after that I heard the door open, close and then lock. I looked towards it and saw Sweet pea leaning on it, smirking at me.

“So, you want to see me dance and strip. Why don’t we take it to somewhere private where you can actully give me money for it.” he said

“I’d love that but unfortunately it seems there is nowhere to put those money in as it seems awfully small in there.” I said pointing to his dick again.

He just laughed and came towards me. He took me by the hand and pulled me into him slapping playfully my bum. “I think you had a couple more beers than you had to” I said. But, to be honest, I didn’t really fight back what he was pushing towards.

“Don’t act like you don’t want it, too” he whispered to me as he pushed me back against the sink. I looked at his eyes and bit my lower lip. I could feel how hard he was because he was so pressed to my body. I took a hold of his shirt and pulled him so his lips met mine.

His hands started travelling on my body making stops at the buttons of my jeans. He opened them and pushed his hand inside making me gasp at the sudden sensation of his warm hand touching me over my lacy underwear. He smiled in his kisses which were leaving wet marks on my neck as he was enjoying the sounds of my moans. His fingers were like experienced explorers, making me wet by the minute. I was biting my lip so hard I could almost feel the blood on it. My hands were exploring his bare chest under his shirt. His erection was growing harder and harder making me want him more and more. I started undoing his belt and the buttons of his jeans. He made sure to help me and himself as he pulled down my jeans and underwear and then his. I turned myself to face the mirror and he pushed my legs open by kicking my right leg gently to the side. We did not speak at all. Not one word was said. He bit his full lips and entered me in one motion. I let out a loud moan which made him smile.

His trust were deep and fast. I was holding the sink tightly giving in the sensations of him filling me to the fullest. I wanted to scream and moan and swing my hips. I didn’t let myself scream, though. The fact that we could be heard was driving me crazy and scaring me at the same time. I moved my hips a little extracting a deep voiced moan from him. He was holding me tight. One hand was squeezing my breast while the other was drawing circles over my soft and aroused clit. I was so close to loosing it. I couldn’t contain myself. I could hear how wet I was. Every time he was pulling out, the wet sounds of us were making my head spin like a rollercoaster. I was getting weak in the knees as he continued to pull out and push back in his hard member.

I was sure he was getting closer to his orgasm. He was kissing my neck and biting gently my ear, all the while getting faster and faster with his trust. His hand was squeezing my breast hard which was making my nipples go hard between his fingers. His other hand continued to massage my clit making me throw my head back to his shoulder from pleasure. I was getting close, too. He knew it as I was getting really tight around his dick. I was losing all control as he was moving over my wet spot faster and faster. Soon enough I felt him come inside me which made me follow him right away, shaking with the waves of plasure. He contined to trust in me even though we both came hard. His hand found its way to my neck getly touching it. His trust became slow but still deep. His voice was husky and full of lust as he was moaning in my ear.

“I will pull out now, even though I really don’t want to. I will go to my bike like nothing happened, telling them I have to go because I feel drunk. You will come out after me telling Tony you have to go home for whatever reason. I will wait for you on my bike. You will come out the bar, get behind me on the bike and I will take you to my trailer where I will fuck your brains out. I will go all night. I will eat you out, then fuck you on the table, on the couch, on the bed and in the shower. I will leave marks all over your body and I swear to God, tomorrow, when you wake up, you will pleased as ever. And you will get wet every single time you even see me in school. Copy that!?” he whispered in my ear while his eyes were locked on mine in the mirror.

I nodded, even though his slow post orgasmic trust were making me go closer to another orgasm and I didn’t want him to stop. But the idea of what will happen in his house based on his words made me so impatient to throw away all the clothes that I couldn’t breath properly. He kissed me hard on the lips. Then he pulled up his pants, rearranged his hair and left the toilet. I pulled myself together and tried to catch my breath. Tony, of course, knew what happened. I could see it in the way she looked and laughed at me. Still she pretented to believe me I had to get home and left me go.

Just as he said, he was waiting for me on his bike. I took a seat behind him and we drove off into the night towards his trailer where I met the pleasures of a lifetime.

AU: I hope you like it. Please let me know if you want me write part 2 with what happens inside the trailer.

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