#ate his wet food too fast

[secretdiaryofanawkward]

can you tell he threw up?

[foldingfittedsheets]

Back in my early twenties I ended up having a three day sleepover hang with some friends. There were about seven of us in this extended hang. Four of us lived together and after having a great day we invited our friends to stay the night too. And again. The good times just stayed rolling.

It was all PJs and laughs, unbroken fun times. We played games and ate pancakes and fast food. Occasionally someone would leave to work a shift at their job before rejoining the party. At one point about half the group decided to get high. This was years before I decided to actually try pot.

I returned home from a shift at Red Robin and the high group had somehow gotten onto the idea about how soft eyelids were and how much they wanted to lick an eyelid and feel the softness. Predictably no one was on board to have their eyelids licked and eventually the topic shifted away.

But that was not the end of it.

You see, groups of young adults are often stupid and occasionally full of demons. Which brings me to the dawn of the third day. I was curled up in bed, sleeping soundly after a fun day with friends.

Three people decided that the eyelid licks they couldn’t get by asking they would take by force.

They crept into my room early in the morning. Like wretched little imps they set out with evil intentions. They skulked and snickered and snuck until they all stood poised above me in bed. One of them had out his phone to record the event. Another leaned down, tongue out, to taste the forbidden flesh.

Deep in the depths of sleep I felt something soft like a caress, a brief confusion of love and tenderness before my sleep addled brain registered the revolting wetness. I lashed out with all the force in me and whapped the offender so hard upside the head that he staggered back from the scene of his crime.

I leapt up and assaulted the rest of the raiding party with blows and curses. My mood stayed foul the rest of the day and the one who’d licked me complained about how hard I’d hit him. I offered to hit him again for free. They also couldn’t stop laughing and oohing over the video that had been taken.

When I finally watched it I could understand why. It’s not clear from the angle what the offender had been doing to me but one moment he was leaning down and the next my arm blurred through the air as fast as a striking snake. The motion was too fast for the camera to even comprehend, one moment I lay prone and the next I was up and furious, arm cocked back from the strike.

They commended my speed and ferocity and I grudgingly accepted an apology but thus ended the sleepover as I didn’t trust those fuckers in my house anymore.

[kittyhui]

♪ coming down - The Weeknd ♪

brother’s best friend! seungcheol x f!reader

cw: smut (minors DNI!!), pinv, unprotected sex (stay safe😁), seungcheol is buff, tbh this is really tame so dw, fluffy at the end

brothers best friend cheol x reader

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your brother’s friend, seungcheol, was hot. it was kind of hard to be subtle about his affect on you. the man sitting on your couch was so fucking hot and even though you’ve seen him basically every single day for the past four years, you can’t stop staring at him and his big bulky arms and wide shoulders as he talks to your brother, dokyeom.

“y/n” your brother calls out to you, breaking your thoughts, “me and cheol are heading to the gym now. we’ll grab food on the way back so text me what you want” you say your goodbyes to the boys as they head out and you go up to you room.

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“i feel like he’s getting hotter” you sigh through the phone to your friend “him and kyeom go to the gym like every day. his arms are practically bulging out of his shirts”

“he’s definitely doing it on purpose, y/n” she stated. you let out a scoff, denying her words “im telling you! he wants to get you in bed”

“i wish” you laugh, “but seriously if i see seungcheol in another tight shirt again i will suck him off till he sees the pearly gates-“

creak

your neck turns so fast you thought it would break and your eyes land on choi seungcheol, your brother’s best friend, and the man you were very vocally thirsting over. you hang up on your phone call, mouth still agape. “what- what are you doing here, seungcheol?”

“your brother, he uh he dropped me off just now so i can go shower before we ate… he’s picking up the food right now, that’s what i wanted to tell you….” you fought the urge to cry in embarrassment as you look at his face was bright red while he stands frozen in the doorway.

“im so sorry, cheol! i didnt mean to make you uncomfortable- fuck- lets just forget about this, please? im so sorry-“ he cuts your rambling off.

“if you felt this way, you shouldve just told me..” he hissed out. thats when you finally noticed his hands curled into tight fists, his clenched jaw, and the imprint pressed in his grey sweats. “fuck y/n, you could’ve had me for years.”

a shaky breath leaves your lips as you finally build up the strength to speak, “can i have you now?” before you can regret your words, seungcheol’s mouth is on yours, hot and wet, pushing you flatter onto your mattress, “fu- cheol… want you so bad”

“we gotta be quick” he pants, in between kisses, “kyeom will be back soon-“ he barely sounds stressed as he grabs at your hips, grinding down painfully slow. you needed more than this.

“then stop teasing me, cheolie and fuck me stupid” you purr out to the man on top of you, slipping your fingers into his sweatpants, desperately trying to take them off. “needed you for so long, can’t wait any longer.”

“need to prep you, pretty baby” you groan at the pet name, getting more desperate if that was even possible. he pulls your shorts down, cursing at the glistening arousal of your cunt, “s-shit”

“cheol! just fuck me- i can take it. please” you sounded pathetic but who could blame you. the man in front of you was playing stupid games with you and you were about to slap the shit out of him. “unless you’re too scared, cheolie?”

he grunts, detaching from you to pull down his pants and boxers, exposing his cock.. fuck it wasn’t the longest but shit- it was thick. “fine. be a brat then.” your lips form an ‘oh’ shape, beginning to deny his words, when you feel his cock sink slowly into you “fu-fuck, so tight” his jaw clenched and his thick eyebrows furrow as he continues to fill you to the brim, pushing whines and cries out of you.

your brain was turning into mush as he started his hungry thrusts. your body burned at every touch he gave you, biting your lip to suppress the noises you made “cheolie- feel so good, need more-“ you can see the corners of his lips twitch hearing you whimpering under him. his breath feels ragged on your neck when he leans down to kiss and nip at you, pulling your hips into him making his cock fuck deeper and deeper. oh. “im , im going to cum! oh oh god…” your eyes go hazy, mouth falling wide, sobs being knocked out of you as seungcheol continues to fuck you through your orgasm.

“oh, you’re clenching around me so good, princess.. makes me wanna cum in you-shit” he knows he can’t, he shouldn’t but god does he want to. he unfortunately pulls out, leaving you squeaking at the loss of fullness. he strokes himself lazily, rutting against you, getting closer to his own release. looking you in the eye, he growls, he fucking growls your name, and you feel warm cum spurt onto your stomach. “god… you’re so pretty like this, princess. did so good.” he kisses you softly before falling softly besides you.

“you should get up, cheolie.. dokyeom will probably come back soon.” you giggle, sitting up to grab the shorts that came off earlier. “im gonna go clean up” before you can leave your room, he grabs your wrist.

“i really do like you, you know?” he looks at you with big, wide eyes, “i dont want this to be a one time thing or anything. let me take you out.. dinner? lunch? coffee?” all you do is lean into him and kiss his plump lips.

“sure i’d like that. let me get cleaned first and then we’ll talk details” he smiles wide at you, nodding and you smile back.

“hey!!” you both jump, hearing yells from downstairs; dokyeom “if you two are done up there, the food’s getting cold so hurry up!!”

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a/n: dazed magazine cheol has ruined me for any man. ik he fucks good

[brairslair]

op monster trio x fem!reader nsfw headcanons

EVERYONE IS 18+ (minors need to scram)

a/n: remember, these are hc’s and just my opinion!

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“just enjoy this”

luffy:

very talkative and vocal during sex

always just says whats on his mind

“wow, you’re so wet for me already”

“you look so pretty when your face scrunches up like that”

“that feels good. go faster”

not shy at all about moaning and can get really loud sometimes

like there will definitely be noise complaints

kinda a pleasure dom, but can also get really needy sometimes

wants to make sure you feel just as good as he does

“does that feel good?”

“how’s this?”

“you like it when i do that?”

loves bringing food into the bedroom (obviously)

aphrodisiacs? yes

licking whipped cream, hot fudge, caramel, etc, off your body? yuh huh

and his stamina is HIGH

he also gets really excited about trying new things, and will try pretty much anything once if it’s something you’re into

one of his favorites is mirror sex

spreading you out on his fingers or his dick and making sure you watch yourself

he just wants you to see the beautiful view that he gets to see

plus then he gets double of you, and more you is always good

loves when you get vocal, so if you’re on the shyer side he will definitely work overtime so he gets to hear you

will make it a game to see how loud he can get you

he also speaks portuguese bc it makes sense and also i said so !!!!

sometimes his language setting accidentally switches to portuguese when he’s fucked out

“vou meter em você ate você gritar meu nome”

goes crazy when you say his name

even crazier when you get so cockdrunk that you start babbling nonsense

honestly he can’t help but laugh

like full on belly laughing like a maniac while he’s breaking your brain

but he just thinks you’re the cutest and he can’t contain himself

sometimes he’ll have a conversation with you while you’re in that state, acting like he can understand anything you’re saying

“feels good huh?”

you’ll whine out something indecipherable in response

“yeah i know!”

he’s always happy if you tell him what you want and how you’re feeling

because he just loves you so much and he wants you to enjoy it too

because he thinks you deserve the world

can also get pretty dominant/demanding sometimes without even realizing it, just because he’s so blunt

he’s just a man who knows what he wants and goes for it

if he’s especially needy, he gets a little more rough with you

holding your hair as he fucks your mouth, because your eyes look so pretty when you look up at him like that

or fucking you hard and fast to chase his own release, leaving bruises on your hips from how tightly he’s gripping them

even then, he’ll always do frequent check ins to make sure you’re still enjoying it

messy kisser

loves kissing and licking and nibbling all over your body

definitely leaves marks

he’s also not shy about PDA, (mostly because he does not understand the social construct of what is and is not appropriate to do in public), so he loves when he gets to see his love marks on you the next day

thinks u look rly pretty with his love all on you

he’s really good with his mouth

could eat you out for hours, and wont stop until your whole body is shaking

big fan of face sitting

definitely more of a tits guy

always smiling into your kisses, wether he’s sweetly kissing your lips, leaving a trail down your body, or teasing your clit

loves to make you squirm, so edging you is definitely fun for him

he likes seeing you be all needy for him, especially since he’s usually the needier one (can you blame him)

definitely also challenges himself to see how many times he can make you cum in one day, and keeps track of his records

really enjoys using his devil fruit powers on you too, and laughs in excitement when it makes your eyes roll back

always gets you both water and plenty of snacks afterwards, falling into a comfortable conversation or putting on your favorite movie

zoro:

you’re the only person he feels comfortable enough to be this vulnerable with, and he trusts you with his life

you are always his number one priority, no matter what, and that naturally carries over into your sex life

he’s extremely attentive to you, in and out of the bedroom

knows your body better than he knows his own

always knows exactly what you need and just how to make your eyes roll back

he’s a “just relax and let me take care of you” kind of guy, and all he cares about is making you feel good

after all, you always make him feel good, even without doing a single thing

but of course he soaks in anything and everything you graciously give him

he quietly feels undeserving of your love, so he’s really big on being praised

your sweet words only spur him on to make you cum even harder

usually more of a soft dom

but if you ask nicely, sometimes he’ll let you take care of him when you know he needs to just relax

he’s gentle with his strength and careful not to hurt you

likes to fuck you hard but slow, wanting it to last as long as possible

he lives to hear your pretty noises of overstimulation as he makes sure to hit the right spots with every agonizing thrust

your legs held over his shoulders so you can feel every inch of him

doesn’t pick up his pace, even when you’re trembling and trying to move your hips against his

“i’ve got you. just enjoy this”

not super talkative, but definitely gets more vocal the more comfortable he gets being intimate with you

lots of grunts and groans against your neck

sometimes an occasional moan or curse will slip out

when he does talk, it’s soft and low, whispered for only your ears to hear

his voice gets a little deeper when he’s like this, and it grounds you and shakes you to your core somehow at the same time

he loves kissing you, and pouring every feeling he can’t put into words onto your lips

rly likes watching your face to see every pretty little expression you make

likes seeing how good he’s making you feel

also really big on eye contact

wether he’s fingering you, eating you out, fucking you, you’re giving him head, whatever, he wants to look into your eyes and watch them as they get all glassy

“hey, look at me. keep your eyes open”

a little bit into dacryphilia , because it feels so intimate to him

making you feel so overwhelmed with pleasure that it brings you to tears, then kissing all your tears away as you fall apart for him

he’s also really good with his fingers because of how much dexterity he’s built up in his hands from all those years of swordsmanship training

the reason he also has insane stamina ^

if you get bratty with him he’ll get bratty back (he’s a part of the sassy man apocalypse)

sometimes if you’re being particularly bratty, or when he gets cocky after a really good training session, he can get a little more riled up into being more talkative and commanding

but he still never loses that softness, because to him you’re angel on earth, and his love and adoration for you is overflowing

“if you’re that needy, just ask for it. don’t need to make a fuss”

“that’s it, keep going”

“go ahead, you can let go for me”

“tell me what you want me to do and i’ll do it, but you have to use your words”

if he’s feeling really confident, he might pin you against his surface of choice while he ruts into you, licking into your mouth to savor your taste

^ he feels guilty at first for being rough with you, but any fears of him being selfish fly out the window when he hears you moan his name all desperate and hoarse and fucked out

“you like it when im rough like this, huh?”

“what was that, honey? you gotta speak up”

“i know you’ve got one more in you, baby, don’t hold out on me”

no matter what, he always makes sure you cum at least twice before he does

he’s not super into pda, but he secretly loves when you leave marks on him

especially when you scratch up his back or his chest

they feel like battle scars and make him feel all proud and shit

he’ll “discreetly” show them off walking around topless, but he’ll still glare at anyone if they make a comment about it

he also joins the pda train anytime he sees you talking to another man that isn’t a part of the crew

or any time he’s drunk off his ass ^^

thigh/ass guy

he loves feeling your body shutter and twitch from his touch

he doesn’t smile too often, but you sometimes get lucky enough to see it

he’ll hold your jaw up and smile lazily into your sweet kisses while he fucks you deep with his fingers

constantly longs to show his devotion to you, and takes his time to make sure you feel it

lots of sleepy and lazy sex

also shower/bath sex

he lives to hear your sweet sounds

he will not stand for it if you try to hide your pretty little noises from him

“c’mon, don’t do that. let me hear you”

“don’t get all shy on me now”

“there’s my girl”

he’ll always put a pillow under your hips

he likes to wrap his arms around your waist to pull you as close to him as possible

he also just finds it really hot when you arch your back

he’ll fuck you so good that you genuinely cannot stand after he’s finished with you

then he’ll run you both a warm bath, hold you to his chest, and wash off your body and your hair as you both relax into the comfortable silence

sanji:

worships the ground you walk on (seriously considered starting a religion)

loves to be romantic and set the mood

cooking you both a nice intimate dinner, lighting candles, peppering rose petals, giving you massages, etc etc

but once you guys actually start getting intimate, he cannot WAIT to get his hands on you

but he still respects you and treats you like a fucking queen, because to him you are

not an exaggeration by any means either, he will build you a throne

he asks permission before kissing you

won’t touch you unless you give him permissiom

will do or say genuinely anything you ask him to, no questions asked

but will also pathetically rut his hips against your clothed cunt while you make out and cum in his pants if you allow it

he can get rock hard just at the sight of you

not even in a pervy way, it’s just that you’re sooo sexy and everything you do is like his siren song

definitely a sub

loves receiving, and feels blessed with every ounce of pleasure you grant him

but making you feel good gives him just as much pleasure, because he worships you after all

knowing he’s the one making you feel good really gets him going

he’ll worship your body for HOURS with no expectations to receive anything in return

he can get off untouched just by knowing he’s making you feel good

loves eating you out, and is extremely talkative

more than willing to be on his knees for you at any time

loves praising you (of course) and is always eager to encourage you

“you’re the most beautiful woman i’ve ever seen”

“you taste so sweet, mon amour”

“want you to cum so badly, sweetheart”

“please let me help you come undone my love”

he loves when you praise him too

however, he also goes crazy when you get a little mean

likes it when you use him for your own pleasure after a restless night or a frustrating mission

or when you edge him for hours as punishment for making a flirtatious comment towards another woman (atp he only does it to get this result)

he is also not beneath begging !

sucker for romance during sex too

loves holding your hand while he makes you see stars or while you let him use your mouth

kissing all over you while you both fall apart

babbling and whining against your lips about how much he loves you

loves when you mark him up, and will proudly show them off

practically gets heart eyes every time he looks at you, but his eyes are BULGING when he sees your perfect tits

loves sucking on them while you ride him

very cheesy and dramatic lines and pet names, but they all come straight from his heart and he means every single word

really likes it when you pull his hair

definitely whimpers and whines and moans your name like a prayer

says “thank you” when you let him cum because he’s so polite

probably has a breeding kink

definitely has low stamina at the beginning of your relationship and doesn’t last very long, but builds it up over time

still makes sure you’re more than fully satisfied even if he’s already finished

would let you tie him up, blindfold him, gag him, whatever you want, and he would enjoy the fuck out of every second

he would still complain and whine about not being able to touch/see/praise you a bit though

super passionate kisser

also always extremely sensitive, because it’s you

lots of cuddles and kisses and sweet words after the two of you are done until you fall asleep with your limbs tangled

asks are open!

[arminzblackbimbo]

talk that talk

blackfem!reader x eren yeager

tw: mdni, oral (fem r.), pussy drunk, needy eren, scent kink, reader talks a lot, he is kinda just sleepy, squirting, reader calls him "ren' ", and panty licking

eren who is in love with you.

eren who loves your body and brain. he loves everything about you. but one thing he loves the most about you is your moist center that lies between your legs.

he craves for it when hes away from you for too long. has to make contact with the gushy wettness or else he can't function. your pussy calms him, lets him relax.

not caring about you giving him something in return. he enjoys making you feel good it makes him feel good. gives him an euphoria like feeling

hands shaking to get a hold of you as soon as he gets home. walking into your shared house, seeing you under the silky sheets watching your favorite show. he already is desperate for you.

"hi baby, how was your day ?" you greet him. he just sighs and sets his phone and keys down, ready to slide into bed with you. sliding the blanket off you he lies down with his face in between your legs as he relaxes there.

you cradle his head in your hand. petting the top of his head. "aww i missed you too" even though he hasn't said anything you know he missed you that's why he's acting like this. you rub his hair in circles as he groans out let the air escape from his body.

he hears you talking to him but he can't focus "i even was thinking about what i was gonna cook when you got home, you know i seen this cute recipe on pinterest for pink spicy pasta and you know i like-"

he listens to you rambling, loving how you just talk to him all the time. he's not really hungry for that pasta he wants your pussy. he needs it. it's making him nuzzling his nose inbetween you legs he inhales your scent deep loving the way you smell. it makes his brain malfunction. 

"- spicy food and seeing new recipes and things for us to try, i am also craving some garlic bread i think my periods coming, but what do you want to eat bubba ?"

"eren ?" you stopped rubbing his head thinking he's asleep. he groans at your lack of movement and looks up at you slow, you know he wants you to keep rubbing his head "baby, you listening ?"

he put his head right back in place. nuzzling deeper to really to get the smell of you. inhaling deep and moaning at the way you make his mouth salivate.

you are just consuming his senses. out of nowhere he sits up fast and takes off his shirt and pulling off his pants stripping himself, leaving him in his boxers. "you need to stop wearing these, i want to be close to you" he reaches to take off your sleep shorts leaving you in your underwear.

pushing your thighs back and putting his face right into your panties which covers what he really wants. wrapping his arms around your waist his shoulders push your thighs back even more. his long black hair sprawled across your stomach

"but eren you didn't answer my question" he groans out almost annoyed. he begins rubbing his nose into your clit through you panties slowly moving his head side to side. the wetness of you making his nose damp.

"i'm not even hungry baby" he inhales again moaning at your smell. now not having the shorts in the way he is able to smell you better pushing his face into you. " i ain't ate you all day, i want you" he is muffled against you but you can still hear him.

"eren no you have to at least eat dinner first" you try and pry his hands from around you. trying to get his heavy body off your bottom half.

"i already ate something baby" he lies though his teeth, his mouth is watering on your panties. nose pressed right into you when sticks his tongue to press one firm lick to front of your panties. "mmm you taste so good " he's breathless panting hard "i need-d it so bad baby" he gripping you thighs and rubbing his hands in circles.

"omg eren cut it out i have to- ahh" he licks you again this time harder. now he is frustrated, the barrier of cloth being in the way.

he wants you to never wear anything, especially any undergarments."stop wearing these to bed, i can't be skin to skin" he slips off your pink underwear putting them on the floor with his clothes.

he see your brown folds glistening and lays his face in you wettness not caring about getting it on his face. he likes how the warmth radiates off his face. he likes his skin on yours.

you just huff out "eren really ?" you know he is really big on being close to you. he insist that he need it so bad or else he cant function. can't seem to control his hunger for you.

"well i also seen some hello kitty pancakes all we need is some strawberries. which i think we have some-" you just resume your conversation with him even is he doesn't respond. you know he is kinda listening. "-but they might be moldy and we need some more cheese so i can make grilled cheeses... but i think the pasta sound good for tonight"

he still lays there face pushed into your juices. he hasn't moved since he took your underwear off. you put your hand in his hair again and you hear him make a purring like noise. your happy he is still somewhat awake.

you continue your rambling, somehow getting on the subject of your online shopping cart. that's overfilling with over 100 items. eren having no words to say knowing his credit card is in your online wallet ready to be swiped.

"i think i want to buy more skirts. oh and also ah-" on top of you talking, your current favorite show plays in the background. but all eren hears is his inner thoughts to give you just a small taste. feed into his thirst for you

the thoughts telling him to stick his tongue out to get just one taste. he repositions himself and you just think he's trying to get comfortable arms still tight around your waist. he listens to his inner thoughts and makes a gentle kiss against you. making you make a small moan

"-ah, eren your not listening to me" he hears your pouting tone. going to place another tender kiss right on the fat of your lower lips. just like if he kissed the lips on your face.

you just keep quiet. kinda mad that he is basically not paying you any mind. going in for another kiss. soft smacks coming from between your thighs. your so soft and taste so good he can only focus so much.

you make soft pants because his kisses are so gentle, making you pulse in a light rhythm. which he admires. loving how you pulse under his gaze. he just whines into you going to smooch against you again. "i'm sorry, i missed you so much, i missed my pussy" he just talking against you, eyes closed while he savors this moment "you don't wanna talk to me no more ?"

he can see your lip is poked out when he looks up at you waiting on your answer. his hair all over his head due to you massaging his scalp. "no i'm mad at you "

he never wants to hurt your feelings but he needs your fluids to relax his mind. he moves down to kiss you again this time adding tongue. speaking between your legs "mmh i'm sorry baby" you feel him breath against you, going to flick his tongue against you "you gonna let me make it better ?" you only squeal when he twirls his tongue around your clit slowly.

his strong shoulder pushing your legs back further when he flexes them. he goes to lick at the opening of you that is gradually leaking out. the taste of you making him groan out.

"i'm sorry baby, i just need this pussy, i-i-i need it so bad, i can't focus i-i-i... " he is stuttering flush against your skin. he needs more. he desires more, feeling like his heart is beating in his ears. taking big breaths to try and relax himself

he goes to swirl his tongue around your clit, flicking against it while you jump in his strong arms. stomach clenching up at his soft caress his tongue makes. using the tip of his tongue to move the skin back so he has more access.

you can hear the liquids moving around from eren's mouth. still working his mouth slow and precised, your head being thrown back feeling his light movements. soft "mmhs" leaving your throat.

your hand coming to his soft mess of hair again. loving how he moans when you tug on his scalp then rub it to soothe it. flicking his tongue in a circle around you. he's focus on feeding his hunger.

the liquid frying his brain."this pussy talking to me. you hear it baby ?" he asks you when he pushes his tongue against your opening collecting the juices. flicking his tongue so he is lapping you up. making the room fill with wet noises. you feel your body tensing up

your hand gripping his scalp tighter. "eren-n-n" he loves how you pulling his scalp. making him groan into you. the sensation adding to his euphoria.

"you still mad at me baby ?" he asked after he sees your clit swollen from his light sucking. "i said sorry baby, i'm so sorry" going back to sucking on you, but having a new hunger. roughly toying his tongue around with bliss.

your not talking anymore. your only whimpering and moaning. it's gaining volume knocking off erens deep groans. he's being so unfair, not letting you talk his ear off because he's so needy.

the feeling has you back arching in his hold you can't even understand how his mouth can make you feel so good. he's making a mess with spit everywhere. you feel your stomach vibrating at the pleasure you receive.

his mouth still toying you slow and steady now that he knows he has you where he wants you. needing you to understand his addiction to you.

he knows what he is doing that's something you can't deny. how he is sucking on you and making your eyes roll back in your head. you've forgotten all the words that want to leave your mouth so bad.

you don't understand that your like a drug to him. when you juices touch his taste buds he can't control himself he needs more. he becomes high off you. "i love this pussy, ugh i love it"

for eren he is usually always quiet really only talking to you when you ask him questions. but when such ecstasy hit his brain he overflows with words. saying things you never thought he would.

"you taste so good baby, i needed you today. i needed you so bad" the way he is suckling on you has you legs shaking. he can feel them shake on his shoulders. your folds covered in your fluids and his spit making sounds thought-out the room.

your stomach flexes while you squirm in his strong arms. your body wiggling because of the pleasure. still tugging on his long locks. mouth open but no more words can leave it. your speechless because of him.

toes flexing when his movements quicken. tongue flicking against you at a subtle speed. your clit is throbbing under his movements. he's groaning, humming, rambling, not having control of himself. he's excited when you start to almost yell out "ren 'm so close" pulling his hair at the scalp. your back can't help but to come of the bed hips wiggling while you feel the sensation of his mouth. feeling a fire underneath your skin. spreading from your feet to your knees

your thighs cramp when they begin to vibrate. "ugh eren 'm... " your sentence ending in high pitch squeal. eyes seeing black in the back of your skull. fluids flying into his mouth while he swallows it all. still stroking his tongue and slurping you up

liquid dripping down his chin when goes to suck up the rest not leaving nothing behind. swallowing all that you have even when you supply him more to swallow

but he still is hungry for you. "more, more, more" he lightly chants when he feast on you again. not caring that your so overstimulated that your legs are trembling so much that he has to hold them still.

your whining to try and get away from him. so skillful with his mouth, you can't seem to get out that your too sensitive. he's ecstatic at the wetness he gets to taste from you. "mmhs" humming against your core. eren feels your body twisting while you cry out.

"ren, ren, re- " cream coating his lips as he devours you. he doesn't care about your whimpering, he is famished for you. he needs more of you just a little bit more.

"i just need one, one more please baby" the liquid sticking to him when he talks. voice cracking and needy for you. feeling the warmth spread through you at his words. your moans ringing his ears.

it's coming so fast, you can feel it simmering in you and coming at you with surprise. "ahhhh" leaving your mouth while your body shivers heavily. so much cream for him. he savors all that you give him.

satisfied when go limp in his hold. seeing your clit jump rapidly at the aftershocks. while he moves slowly to clean you up. giving you light kisses to relax you. you breath heavy, chest moving up and down. while eren just stills against you finally.

when your breath is even, you run your fingers through his hair. you hear light snores. chuckling a little when you realize he is sound asleep. face in your wettness while he snores.

of course when he wakes in the middle of the he is ready for another taste. putting himself right back to sleep.

[sroop]

chain of command

Through you, he could play at being knight, except he wore a sniper hood for silver armor and had a humvee for a horse.

Pairing: König x you!reader

Warnings: not much but there's vague descriptions of the reader as having long dark hair.

Summary: König and his pampered medic one shot

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König hates weakness, in almost all its forms no matter what. He detests pickiness and delicacy. Disdains the people who whimper getting stitches or can't stomach the sight of blood. Once, he'd even sneered under his mask when his commanding officer complained of being unable to sleep on a hard mattress. Frankly, he thinks they need to grow up.

He'd hated weakness until he met it in this form, all wet eyes and parted lips. It was strange to him too. You came, supine, as though there was no place more natural to you than under him; but you were the one in charge. Always.

You'd refused to stay the night once, and the next day he'd made a special trip to get nicer sheets and a proper bed frame. Just to see you a little longer. The first time the two of you ate out together, you'd pushed at your food hesitantly and it was the first time he'd demanded a dish be sent back. When he'd lacerated the entire length of his forearm on an errant blade, he let you stroke and soothe him, even though he'd been notorious for being gruff with medics who babied him. He just liked it when it was you. You didn't feel weak. You just felt... vulnerable.

Maybe he liked that because you had long, dark hair like his first school crush. Maybe he liked it because you had such delicate, fast hands that bid the word fairy unprompted to him. Maybe it was because you always came to him, batting your lashes and winding your arm around his, when you needed supplies smuggled in.

You made him feel powerful. Invincible even. Through you, he could play at being knight, except he wore a sniper hood for silver armor and had a humvee for a horse.

"Turn around." You tug at the back of his shirt. "Please? It's cold."

Of course you're cold, he sighs to himself. Even with all my blankets, and my sweater. But he doesn't really mind. He's even a little pleased by the way you try to wriggle under him when you think he's taking too long to put his arms around you. Besides, he always does as you ask. You command him, even if you were always tucked under his arm or mouthing at his neck and jaw like a puppy.

You slip your head under his chin, sighing. König catches the slight shiver in your arms, rubs away the remaining chill until you're curled comfortably around him. He needs that. He needs to know you're here because you want him, need him, and not because of everything else. Not because you like the brand new mattress, the sheets with an impossibly high thread count, the essential oil diffuser, and whatnot.

He waits for confirmation.

At midnight, you open your eyes again and reach for his face. He can see your expression by the moonlight through the open window, just the way you like, that there's something close to worship in there. Wet eyes, parted lips. Dark hair and fast hands. It's all for him.

You're smiling while it spills out of you. It was nothing if not your love confession, and even König would admit that nothing made him quite so weak as that.

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Thanks for reading!

[p0lyn3sian]

Slashers with a chef reader? Maybe they'll teach the slashers how to cook or bake? :)

OMGGG YESSS!!!

Slashers: Carrie, Chucky (Charles) & Tiffany, Sinclair Brothers, Thomas & Bubba, Norman, Billy & Stu, Billy Lenz & Brahms, The lost boys, Jason, and Michael!!!

Teaching slashers how to cook/bake!

Carrie:

Carrie's favorite thing to do is baking! For cooking not a lot actually, because she accidentally burnt the food she was making, almost cutting her fingers off for making the vegetables or meat, and a lot of messes everywhere!

But that's okay! After Carrie tells you why she doesn't love to cook as much as baking, you wanted to try and help her! So, first off you showed her how to cut properly, what temperature for certain food when it's ready, etc!

After a few days or so, she'll be like a cook in no time! She made Chicken Alfredo, Fried Rice, etc.. She's so happy that you taught her how to cook, and whenever you come to her house, she'll have some dishes for you to try! You'll also be giving her recipes that are easy for her to make, until she gets used to all the cooking! She is so grateful for you showing how to cook!!

Chucky (Charles) & Tiffany:

Chucky isn't really a cook or a baker, he just orders food... But for Tiffany she can cook and bake, but she thinks that some of her stuff is mostly bad.. That's why you are there at their house, showing how to cook and bake!

Tiffany is a fast learner doing things after what you do, but for Chucky he's just a slow learner (a really slow one). Tiffany hits Chucky with the wooden spoon on the head, telling him to do it or else.. So he had to, because he does not want to make his wife mad.

After teaching both of them cooking and baking for a few days, they've invited you to come again! They've made so much food, and a lot of sweets too! Tiffany gave you a big hug for helping her and Chucky learn to cook and bake more! Chucky just said thanks, but that's okay! You are so glad that these two wanted your help, and they're glad that you helped them too!

Sinclair brothers (Bo, Vincent, & Lester)

All three of them can't cook or bake.. So you taught them how to, of course! Bo doesn't want to bake, because he thinks it's only for the women so you had to throw a metal cooking spoon at him for that.. Vincent wants to do both and Lester just wants to do what you do!

So the first thing you did was baking! There were a few mistakes here and there for baking, like how Lester accidentally mixed some of the dry ingredients with the wet ingredients. After telling them why you don't mix dry ingredients with the wet ingredients, you guys then started baking different sweets! After baking all those sweets, you then moved into cooking, and again there were mistakes, so you had to teach them again.

After all the cooking and baking, there was a lot of food, and they hadn't been fed this well in a lot of years! They all said thanks and we're really happy that you wanted to help them cook and bake! Luckily while going to the store you remember about jonesy's food, so she ate too!

For the dog, people call the dog 'jonesy', and I think most of them said she's a female dog, unless I'm really wrong about the name and the gender, so please tell me if i made a mistake!

Thomas & Bubba:

These two wanted to learn how to bake, since their family are cooks but not much of bakers, except for Luda Mae! So you went to the grocery store that was a few miles down from their hometown, and got all the baking stuff they needed, even with the cooking since Drayton needed some seasonings and other stuff..

Once you arrive at home, you then start unpacking a lot of foods from the plastic bags! You told Mama (Luda) that you'll be coming back with a lot of stuff, and she was really confused as to why there's more baking instead of cooking ingredients. You then told her it was for Thomas and Bubba, that those two wanted to learn how to bake, and Mama wanted to help too since her boys wanted to learn! (She's so proud of them!!)

You and Mama taught them what to put in certain stuff, dry ingredients with dry ingredients and wet ingredients with wet ingredients, etc! Mama wanted pie for dessert, so you all made 4 big patches of apple pie! Making the pie was really fun with these two and especially funny, Thomas always tilted his head by the way he's confused with the stuff, and for Bubba he always shows you and Mama if he did the stuff right every few seconds or so. After all your hard work, you all sat down and ate drayton's famous roast dinner (ahem definitely not made from human meat 🌚, jkjk you already been eating human meat staying with these people). Then, you all ate the apple pie, and it was so good that Hoyt said who made these, and you answered it was Thomas and Bubba. Hoyt did a surprised face that these two baked the apple pie?? Which laughter then erupted around the table, just laughter and chattering filling the air of the Hewitt's home..

Norman:

Norman wanted to learn baking and cooking, just to help around your shared home! You asked him what he wanted to do first, and he wanted to do cooking first! Teaching him what to do with the cooking, you guys decided to do frying food! There were some hisses and ouches heard from Norman, but nothing too serious since he's getting used to the oil popping everywhere and going onto his skin.

So after all that frying, you guys went onto baking! Baking was really fun and also messy with Norman! You guys decided to make a chocolate cake for dessert after all your hard work! While the chocolate cake is being baked in the oven, you decide to turn up the radio to listen to some tunes. One of those tunes was playing Norman's favorite song, and he held out his hand for you to take, and so you did. Slow dancing to Norman's favorite tune for a little bit, until the cake was done!

Now dinner was set with all the frying foods you've done and the chocolate cake! Everything was beautiful to Norman, even with you he thought it was even more perfect than before! Both of you sat down from across from each other, and luckily you brought wine for this special occasion! And you popped open the cork and started pouring the wind into both your glasses. Just a nice romantic dinner with Norman..!

Billy & Stu:

These two mostly order out, which causes all their money to disappear almost everyday! You then talked to them about cooking and baking! Stu wanted to bake, since he loves sweets and for Billy he just doesn't want to do anything.. So you put Billy as the cook, he complained about it, but you ignored him for that.

Stu checked if all the stuff was measured correctly and ready to be mixed, and surprisingly everything he did was correct! He wanted to make brownies, and for Billy he needed lots of help from you! You then asked him what he would want for dinner tonight, and he looked through the recipe book that you bought, and pointed at Alfredo. You then told him to get out what the recipe book says and do it, and he got everything out. You then helped him with the cooking too, so that he doesn't burn down the Alfredo.

After everything was ready, Billy & Stu were ready to eat! You all sat down and started eating, Billy's Alfredo tasted really good which brought Stu almost eating the whole pot! And that's okay, you and Billy were full anyways, and after that Stu took out the brownies from the oven and gathered plates and cups for the milk. Stu then gave you and Billy brownies and a cup full of milk, and then started eating! Stu decided to make jokes and just laughter filling the air..

Billy Lenz & Brahms:

(decided to put these two together, since they're like a couple, attic rat and wall rat, wait whattt who said that??)

These two are like the biggest babies, whining for you to make food and sweets for them. You didn't have the energy to deal with all their baby attitudes, and grabbed both of them by the hands and dragged them downstairs to the kitchen. You then told them that they had to learn how to cook or bake.. Both of them looked at you and then at each other, and shook their heads telling you that they don't want to.. You forced them to.

They kinda hate for you to force both of them to help you with the cooking and baking. You had to pick baking, because it was kinda the easier one to do for both of them. You got the ingredients to make sour dough bread, and told them which ingredients need to be together or not together. Once those two were done, brahms put the sour dough bread into the oven.

Then those two wanted to cuddle right now, but you told them they had to wait until the bread is done. Then, the bread was done, it smelled heavenly for Billy and Brahms, and then you got the bread knife and started slicing the bread! (You didn't trust those two since they probably do something stupid with the bread knife 💀.) You gave each of them four slices of the sour dough bread, you walked to your chair and sat down and noticed that Billy and Brahms ate the four of their slices in just 5 seconds. They then dragged you upstairs after you ate your pieces of bread, just to cuddle with them..

The Lost Boys (David, Dwayne, Paul, & Marko):

You came up to your vampires and asked all of them if they wanted to learn cooking and/or baking! All of them chose baking since they really loved sweets, and they all wanted to try and make Twinkies! Luckily they had a box of Twinkies in their cave, and you grabbed the box from their secret hiding spot and looked at what you need for the ingredients.

Since they don't have a kitchen in their cave, you invited them to your house, but under one condition is that they all don't make a huge mess.. You all then arrived at your house and you gave all of your boys jobs just to make Twinkies. Paul and Dwayne are going to mix the ingredients and David and Marko are going to mold it into a Twinkie! (Or whichever shape they want!)

After making the Twinkies, you all then went to your couch and turned on a movie to watch as time passed by for the Twinkies to be done in the oven. Eventually it was done, and you then grabbed the pan from the oven using your kitchen glove and placed it onto the stove. You started counting how much there is for everyone and started splitting it up fairly. These vampires loved how it turned out, kinda crispy and warm after it was out of the oven! You all then bring your Twinkies and go over the couch and sit, you then unpaused the movie you all have been watching. Just snuggles and cuddles from your boys while watching a movie..

I literally don't know how to make Twinkies, so this was probably not really accurate at all..!

Jason Voorhees:

Jason asked you about teaching him about cooking and baking because he feels bad for you doing all the cooking! You were so glad he wanted you to teach him how to cook and bake, you then asked him what he wanted to cook and bake! Jason wanted to cook spaghetti with meatballs, and for dessert strawberry pie, because it reminds him of his mother's baking!

Luckily you two had enough ingredients to make spaghetti and strawberry pie! Jason wanted to do baking first, because his mother tells him that it takes longer than cooked foods! So you and Jason then worked on making strawberry pie, mixing in ingredients and you then put the pie into the oven. You and Jason then worked on making spaghetti with meatballs!

While the spaghetti and meatballs are cooking, the pie was done! Jason grabbed it out of the oven and placed it on top of the dish cloth, to let it cool down a little. Now the food was done, so you grabbed bowls and plates with forks and set them on the table, and Jason grabbed the food and the pie. You had some strawberries that were in the fridge and placed them on the pie, and sat down with Jason. Jason then took off his mask, and smiled at you, happy that he made food with you!

Michael:

You had to make Michael look at how you cook, baking is off the list because you have a feeling that he'll be eating the whole bag of sugar.. Michael didn't want to watch how you cook, he wanted to go out there and kill his victims! You told Michael that he'll have to learn to cook, because some days at your job they'll probably want you to work overtime. So, you decided to make the easiest one for him. Which is hotdogs..

You grabbed the pot from underneath the cupboards and poured in water from the sink and placed it on top of the boiling stove. You then grabbed sausages out of your fridge and plopped 6 sausages. You then explained to him that it'll only take about 4 to 6 minutes, since you already turned on the stove to the boiling point.

After the sausages were done, you then asked Michael to get the bread that was in the storage and put it on the table. And so he did, you then walked to the table and placed a dish cloth on the table, just to not burn the table. Since Michael is a picky eater, you got ketchup for him and other sauces that you like to put on your hotdogs. You then told him to grab a fork and stab at the sausage and place it on the bread. He did what you said, and you then told him to drizzle the ketchup in a straight line or in a squiggly line, and he drizzled into a squiggly line and he took off his mask and ate the hotdog. You then did the same to your hotdog and bit into it too, you asked Michael if he wanted to do this again. Michael didn't move a little, until he looked at you and nodded his head..!

[queenshelby]

Our Little Secret (Part 47)

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Warning: Infidelity, Age-Gap, Triggers

A few hours earlier, at Cillian's house, Mara was sitting in her highchair, making a mess while she played with her food. She was on solids now, at least some of them, and she was as excited about her mushy peas as she was about her mashed potatoes.

Cillian couldn't help but smile as he watched her from the kitchen table. He had been a bit nervous about taking care of her on his own for the first time over night, but she was so calm and content that it seemed like she was truly enjoying her time at his place.

"Dada," Mara called out to him, lifting her tiny hands towards him.

Cillian's heart swelled with love at the sight of her. He got up from his chair and walked over to her, carefully lifting her up out of her highchair. He held her close to his chest as he kissed her on the forehead, breathing in the sweet smell of her hair.

"What is it sweetheart?" he asked, but of course, she wouldn't answer so he took it upon himself to figure out the mystery. 

"Dada," she repeated, reaching out a small hand to grab his stubble. Cillian raised an eyebrow as he marveled at how fast she was learning.

He walked her over to the living room and sat down on the sofa with her on his lap. She continued to look up at him, clearly demanding his full attention.

"What is it, sweetie?" he asked her, running his fingers through her soft, curly hair.

Mara shook her head and, before he knew it, she leaned in and touched his nose.  

"Dada," she exclaimed again, laughing at the silly little game they were playing, and Cillian smiled and played along, letting her poke his nose over and over again.

"Dada," she grinned, and Cillian kissed her on the cheek before lifting her up and spinning her around in a slow, gentle circle while she giggled along.

The love he felt for Mara was overwhelming. He had never known he could feel so much towards a person. It scared him sometimes, the depth of his affection for her but he wished that he could share this kind of familiarity and love with you as well.  But it was too late for him now. He had humiliated and hurt you beyond words, and no matter how many times he apologized, it would never be enough. At least not for you, and that was a pain he would continue to bear for the rest of his life.

Just as Cillian continued to play with Mara, doting on her cuteness and sweetness, he received the text from you, checking in on him. 

"Is Mara okay? Did she eat? She hasn't been very hungry lately," you asked  Cillian, hoping for some reassurance knowing that Mara was okay when apart from you.

It was the first time you had left her overnight since her birth, and despite Cillian's arguments about how it was about time that you trusted him with her, you still felt guilty for leaving her with a man who no longer loved you.

"Yes, she is fine. She ate well," Cillian texted back to you  , his fingers moving quickly over the keys as he kept one eye on Mara.

"Good. It makes me nervous, just do you know," you replied, then added a concerned emoji, causing Cillian to chuckle.

He knew how worried you were all the time when it came to Mara and, at least when it came to his daughter, you remained civil with him while, on the other hand, when he attempted to talk to you about anything else, including your failed relationship with him, you got angry. 

Thus, Cillian sighed, tossing his phone onto the coffee table before picking Mara up from her highchair again. She was chattering away to herself, clutching onto the spoon as if it were her most prized possession.

"Come on, Princess. Time for your bath," he said, tickling her under the chin as she giggled and squealed in delight.

As he carried her upstairs, she wrapped her arms around his neck, leaving tiny wet kisses on his neck, trying to blow raspberries on his skin as he sang songs to her about pirate treasures and buried gold.

Giving Mara a bath  was quickly becoming one of his favorite moments of the day, as it allowed him to laugh and enjoy his time with her without worrying about everything else that had happened between you two.

But as much as he loved spending time with Mara, the pain of losing you still lingered in the background, a thorn in his side that he couldn't escape no matter how hard he tried.

“Okay, up you go,” Cillian told Mara as he lifted her out of the tub and wrapped her in a soft, warm towel. "All ready for bed," he told her gently, smiling as she leaned her head against his chest, already half asleep which is when, suddenly, the doorbell rang.  

"Ding dong," Mara murmured, and Cillian chuckled as he carried her downstairs to see who it was.

Much to his surprise, it was his sister Siobhan standing at the front door, looking as if she had seen a ghost.

"Siobhan, are you alright?" he asked, sensing that something was up.

"I am and, fuck, I think you will be too," she told her brother who quickly covered Mara's ears.

"Language!" he  chided his sister as he opened the door wider. Siobhan rolled her eyes and walked in without a word, still looking shaken.

"You look like you've seen a ghost, Siobhan. What's going on?" he asked, setting Mara down on the warm blanket on the floor before quickly gathering her pajamas. 

Siobhan sighed, running a hand through her hair before turning to face her brother.

"I just left a bar where I ran into Amanda," she murmured, slowly pulling her hairband off her head and letting it loose. Cillian froze, his heart skipping a beat at the mention of her name.

"What about her?" he asked hoarsely, his grip on Mara's clothes tightening, as if she was his chance at redemption. He was sick of hearing from her after she announced her pregnancy to you, and even the rest of his family, without any remorse for consequences. 

"She was drinking a few glasses of wine," Siobhan continued, narrowing her eyes at Cillian. "She looked quite hammered, actually," she then added, and Cillian inhaled sharply, a heavy feeling settling in his stomach.

"And?" he asked, seeing how he really wanted nothing to do with her until their child was born and, even then, he wanted her to take a paternity test as he did not yet believe her that the child was even his, which was something that made her blood boil. 

"Well, isn't she pregnant?" Siobhan said, raising an eyebrow at him. Cillian sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "What is she doing getting wasted?" his sister pointed out, causing Cillian to shrug nonchalantly which made Siobhan shake her head in disbelief. 

"Jesus Cillian, don't you get it?" she asked, and he shook his head.

"I think she is lying about being pregnant," Siobhan exclaimed, her eyes wide and filled with righteous anger.

Cillian's shoulders sagged as he stared at his sister in disbelief. His mind raced as he tried to process what she was saying, but it all seemed too outrageous, too far-fetched to be true. How could Amanda be so cruel and manipulative?

"You think that she isn't pregnant?" he  asked, struggling to hide the hope and disbelief in his voice.

"Yes, I think she is lying about being pregnant," Siobhan reiterated, her arms folded firmly across her chest. "I mean, it's just a feeling I have gotten for a while now. I can't explain why, but I just feel like something isn't right," she said emphatically.

Cillian stared at his sister for a long moment, considering her words carefully. The thought of Amanda lying about being pregnant was both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time.

"She sent me photos of scans and stuff, Siobhan.  I have seen them," Cillian said, feeling a sense of doubt creeping into his mind.

Siobhan sighed and shook her head. "I know, but it's not that hard these days to falsify documents like that. I mean, she could have easily gotten them off the internet and then passed them off as her own. And besides, I saw her drink- she must have been at least three or four glasses deep, maybe more. There's no way she is pregnant," Siobhan continued, and Cillian felt himself growing increasingly uneasy. "She isn't even showing yet and I just have a bad feeling about this all. I had this bad feeling from the beginning, but I didn't want to believe it."

Cillian stood before her, feeling stunned as his sister laid out her suspicions to him. He couldn't believe that Amanda could be capable of such deception. Yet, the more he thought about it, the more it seemed possible. 

"So, you just happened to be at that same bar as Amanda?" Cillian  asked, trying to keep the surprise out of his voice.

"Yeah, I was grabbing drinks with some friends and she was just there," Siobhan replied with a shrug, lying to her brother while looking at him curiously, trying to gauge his reaction.

"What did she say when she saw you?" Cillian asked, still holding Mara's pajamas.

"Not much, actually. She just kind of...left," Siobhan said, furrowing her brow as she tried to remember before admitting to her brother that she had actually been keeping an eye on Amanda through work.

"Alright, I knew where she was going tonight. I have been keeping an eye on her for a while and her secretary is a big chatter box, so I knew where to go tonight," Siobhan continued as she stared at Cillian intently. "Listen, I just had a gut feeling that something was off about her pregnancy and my gut is usually right," Siobhan added and Cillian felt a wave of emotions wash over him at his sister's revelation. Confusion, excitement, disbelief, and rage all coursed through him simultaneously.

"But, why would she do that?" Cillian stammered, the words catching in his throat but Siobhan did not know the answer to his question.

"Amanda has always been manipulative when it came to you ," she whispered, running a hand through her hair. "She probably thought that she could get what she wanted from you if she played the 'pregnancy card'," Siobhan explained and Cillian quickly became determined to tell you about it all, thinking that, perhaps, it would make a difference. 

"Y/N needs to know that this all a big fat lie,"  Cillian murmured, looking at Mara before turning his eyes to his sister again.

"She does, although, honestly Cillian, I don't think it will make a difference. You cheated on her with Amanda, which is why she left you, and frankly, it was the right thing to do," Siobhan retorted, arching an eyebrow at her brother.

Cillian nodded in agreement. He knew she was right, but he couldn't help but feel guilty all the same. He had ruined the best thing that had ever happened to him, and now he was left to pick up the pieces of his broken family.

"I know Siobhan, but sometimes I wonder if we have another chance somehow, you know?" Cillian asked his sister wistfully, staring at the floor as Mara played contentedly on the blanket where she had been placed. "I love her so much and I wish that we could just start all over again, with a clean slate," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion as, suddenly, he broke down.

Siobhan sighed and walked over, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "You hurt her Cillian, and you have to live with that. You can't take it back, you can't erase it," she told him gently.

"I know, but I am prepared to do anything it takes to get back" he admitted, swallowing the lump in his throat.

"And that's admirable, but for now, you need to focus on being a good father to Mara, and maybe in time, things will work out between you and Y/N," Siobhan advised, her tone soft and supportive. "It might take years though, so just know to be patient," she then told him and Cillian nodded, wiping away the tears that had fallen down his cheeks

Siobhan squeezed his shoulder and then let go. "Come on, let's get Mara into bed. Then we can talk some more," she said, offering him a small smile before picking up Mara from the floor.

Cillian took a deep breath and followed his sister upstairs, feeling a mix of emotions.

He was still reeling from the revelation that Amanda might not be pregnant, but he knew that it was only one small piece of the puzzle. The real challenge would be convincing you to give him another chance, something which seemed impossible at this point.

As they entered Mara's room, Siobhan began the bedtime routine, changing her diaper and dressing her in her favorite pink sleeper. Cillian watched them quietly, feeling a sense of longing deep in his chest.

He missed you, missed the convenience and familiarity of having you in his life, not to mention the deep emotional connection you once shared. 

You were perfect for him in all the right ways, not just as the mother of his child but he also knew that he needed to earn your trust back, but he wasn't sure where to begin.

As Siobhan finished putting Mara to bed, she turned to her brother with a concerned expression. "Are you alright, Cillian?" she asked, placing a hand on his arm.

Cillian took a deep breath and tried to push the thoughts of you and Mara out of his mind. "I will be, Siobhan," he said, trying to reassure her. "I will figure this out somehow."

Siobhan nodded, walking with him down the stairs and into the living room. Cillian sat down heavily on the sofa, suddenly feeling overwhelmed by the enormity of it all.

As if sensing his turmoil, Siobhan sat down beside him, taking his hand in hers. "Can I tell you something, Cillian?" she asked, and he turned to look at her, nodding silently.

"You are an idiot for having slept with Amanda but, maybe Y/N will find it in her heart to forgive you. If she doesn't though, you should be grateful for how much she allows you to be in Mara's life," Siobhan told Cillian gently, holding his hand firmly as she offered him some hard truths. "Most women in her position would be much more vindictive than her and you need to appreciate the effort she makes when it comes to the joint custody agreement you so desperately want for your daughter, so do not screw this up by pestering her," Siobhan continued. 

Cillian sighed deeply, closing his eyes as he leaned back on the sofa. "I know Siobhan. I am lucky to have Mara in my life, and I am grateful for that, but I want more. I want Y/N back. I love her, and I don't know how much longer I can keep going like this," he whispered, feeling the weight of his emotions press down upon him.

"Give it time, Cillian. Things will work out if they are meant to, but for now, you need to give her some space," Siobhan encouraged her brother softly, rubbing his hand gently. 

Cillian sighed deeply, opening his eyes and looking at his sister. "I hope you're right, Siobhan. I really do," he whispered fervently, wanting nothing more than to have a second chance with the love of his life.

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[itsbackwoodsbby]

A/N:y'all i'm seriously not a haechan girl. but i wrote this for my friend @becauseimswagman1 (i am always writing for this whore lol, i love her tho.) a while back and i decided to share it with y'all.

Birthday Sex

Haechan x Black Fem Reader

Warning: Smut! Drinking (maybe i drink too much)! Unprotected Sex! Swearing (i love cussing sorry)

Summary: It’s your birthday bitchhh!!! Happy Birthday! In this, you will see how Hyuck celebrate your birthday.

hyuck never was one for public outings. he rather be lowkey and stay inside. but tonight was different. it was your birthday. and after you told him you’ve never celebrated your birthday, he wanted to change that.

you two order food and wait for it to be served to you. hyuck does nothing the whole time but hype your head, making you smile. when the food comes, you take a picture on snapchat, with the caption, “birthday dinner date with babe! #22FINALLY” you post and you guys eat the food.

haechan and you just talk and eat. the normal couple stuff about the future: marriage and kids. ideally, hyuck wants to start a music group of his own, but he said he’ll settle for two or three kids, which is perfect for you. as for marriage, it’s no secret that hyuck wants to marry you right now, on the spot. but he’s waiting for his baby girl to be ready.

after you guys eat, you go out dancing and drinking. you just turned twenty-one, so why the hell not. a few drinks in, you two went from simple dancing to sensual and seductive dancing. he’s touching all over your body as you're grinding on him. everyone is looking at you two, but y’all don’t give a damn. y’all are having fun. hyuck starts kissing on your neck and smacking your ass. your body temperature was rising as you want more than just to feel his touch. you wanted to feel him inside you right now, and you can tell he wanted the same because you could feel him starting to have an erection. that turned you on even more. 

hyuck starts lowering down your body  and when he reaches your shorts, he realized they’re a little wet. he bites his lips and whispers in your ear, “you soaking through your shorts… why are you soaking this much baby?” then he processes to suck on your neck making marks. “hyuck… can we please leave?” you moan very low. 

he smiles and takes you to his house, where there are rose petals leading to the his bedroom. inside his room, is even more rose petals and champagne on ice and chocolate covered strawberries and whipped cream, which was your favorite. the bed has rose petals in a heart shape. you tear up. no one has ever done something special for you on your birthday. hyuck holds you and kisses you forehead. 

“thank you! i love you, hyuck” you say, trying not to cry. “ugh, you going to make me ruin my makeup.” he smirks, “i am going to ruin your makeup later anyways don’t worry.” 

he lays you down on the bed and attacks your neck with kisses, and switches between kissing and sucking. when he starts lowering down your body, he strips both of you down and instantly starts eating you out. eating you as if he hasn’t ate in days. you grabbing the sheets, trying not to climax fast, but tonight his tongue is working new miracles. he adds two fingers in and starts pumping inside of you really fast.

“hyuck… slow down, please baby. it’s too much.” you say whimpering, but you knew hyuck wasn’t going to slow down. 

a few more pumps, you’re coming on his face. he smiles and lick your mess up. he comes up to you and kisses you with tongue, making you taste how sweet you are. he goes back down and smiles. he flips you over and aims his dick at your entrance. “wait, no condom?” you ask him, while looking back at him. “not tonight.” he smirks. “i want you to feel every inch of me.” he says.

he smacks your ass, making you yelp then, he rams inside you, giving you no time to adjust to him. he starts pulling your hair as he processed to go faster. “hyuck, oh my god, fuck!” you say as he shoves more of his dick inside you. he just slyishly smiles at you, “that’s right, take this dick for me. i know you can, you little slut.”

at this point, you can do nothing but whimper and cry. your makeup is all on the pillow and smeared on your face. hyuck has never been a gentle man when it comes to sex, but he’s never been this rough either. he’s damn near going crazy, loves the fact that he breaking you. 

you start running from his dick a little, he pulls you back, “nah baby girl, don’t run. i promise. you’ll regret.” you catch yourself fully running away from hyuck. he pulls  you back but he lets slide. but you know you can’t make another mistake or it’s over for you.

but silly you makes another mistake. you were on the verge of climaxing. the more he hit (more like abused) your spot, the more you clench around his dick. “you better hold that shit baby girl. you don’t, it going to be much fucking worse than this.” he says before pounding even more aggressively into, making you disobey him, and cumming all on his dick.

he pulls out and smirks, “who told you to cum?” he smacks your ass very hard. “i know i damn sure didn’t.” you start begging for his forgivness, “hyuck, please, i am sorry. i didn’t mean to.”

but hyuck is stubborn and he doesn’t forgive you so simply. he flips you on your back and rams back inside you, repeating the same process of when he had your ass in the air. this time, however, it’s different. he breaking you down even more this time, which his dick and his eyes. his hand has better access to your clit, and he’s rubbing it, making it more senstive than it already was from your second climax. with the other hand he was choking, which was driving you mad crazy.

you’re on the verge of your third climax of the night and your legs starts shaking uncontrollably. hyuck notices, and smirks, “you want to cum baby girl.” you choking on your pleasure tears, so you just shake your head yes. he laughs a bit, “words baby girl, words.” he says smacking your boobs. you stop choking on your tears, but words can’t come out your mouth. he laughs cockily, “well, until you find words, this pussy about to be destroyed.” 

he starts pounding inside you even more aggressive than last time. it somehow brung words back to you, “fuck! fuck! fuck! hyuck, i want to cum for you daddy. please, please, please let me cum for you.” you cry, warm tears run down your face. he smiles at you, “that’s my good girl, cum for daddy.” he says. 

you cum on his dick one last time for the night (or so you think). hyuck’s strokes starts getting slower and sloppier. then, he pulls out and cums on your stomach. he looks down at you and laughs. “did i break my princess?” you look at hyuck and cover your face in embarrassment. he chuckles and moves your hands and kisses all over your face. “don’t be embarrassed, baby. you look sexy whimper and breaking over me.” 

you smile and kiss him. you two kiss for a while and then he goes and grabs a towel to clean his mess of your stomach. though, when he comes back, most of it is already gone. he looks at you and you giggle, “i didn’t want to waste my food.” he smirks and cleans you up. 

he lays in the bed with you. you thank him for making your twenty second birthday a night to remember and the two of you end the night drinking champagne, feeding each other strawberries, and eventually, you guys fuck the night away.

[s3raphimssins]

hallooo can i request a chuuya x reader who was caught about to jump and do suicide and tries to stop and comfort the reader?

I really love your writing so i'd like to ask if you can write something like this 🙏

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷pairings: chuuya x fem!reader

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Felix's Note: hii!! Yess of course, I've never written something like this so I apologize if it's not up to your liking! And AGAIN I'M VERY SORRY FOR THE LATE RESPONSE. I Had this in my drafts but got busy :(( enjoyyy have a good day/night anon!

You couldn't take it anymore, life threw it's toughest lessons at you and you just weren't strong enough. It just weighed you down further. On top of all of this mess you ended up in the port mafia. You couldn't even leave, or you'd be met with the most gruesome end. But even that seems like a better way to end your story. You were just a receptionist in the mafia, it wasn't as if you had any important information. You were overworked and overburdened with no one to share your pain with.

Nakahara Chuuya was an executive in the mafia, you don't know how someone like you managed to be friends with him but here you were. He always tried cheering you up. Taking you out to enjoy life but none of it worked. What made life so worth living for? You lost everything so if you just disappeared you'd have nothing to lose. Chuuya made you forget most of your pain when you spent time with him, but recently he's been out of city, busy with his life and that time period was enough to revert back to your empty self.

It took over you and constantly ate you up, you went as far as taking medications for it but it didn't help, you'd already been through so much you were tired, you didn't want to do this anymore. You thought about this as you walked up the stairs of the apartments you lived in. You opened the door to the food and slowly walked towards the edge. This was it. The years of pain and suffering will finally come to an end right here. Your eyes felt heavy and tears fell down as pearls. You took your shoes off to the side. The wind blew rough but yet quiet. You took a deep breath and thought "thank you Chuuya but I have to let you down one last time". You thought of some people that tried helping you but failed as you were standing here right now.

Your heart felt heavy and you did it without wasting more time. You stepped ahead. You were ready to feel yourself falling for a few seconds before meeting your end. But that end never came. You heard someone scream out your name and grab you. You snapped out of your daze to find the same man you were talking about with a red glow around him. His hat fell off somewhere along with the coat he wore on top.

"God dammit! What are you doing?! " He shouted, he pulled you close to him and your knees trembled and felt weak. You stared in his eyes before the same tears started flowing again. He was worried. He wrapped you in his arms and pulled your head to his chest sitting down. You could feel his heartbeat. It was fast, very fast. His eyes were wide as if he were about to cry too. His fists clenched and his grip on you tight. "Chuuya... I couldn't take it anymore it was too hard, it wasn't fair! No one would care anyway..." You choked on your words as his shirt was wet with tears. "Angel... Please... Never say that... I care. Why do you think I had never left your side... I never wanted this to happen. I didn't want to lose you." He scramed out

"I loved you kay?! And I was plannin' on telling you once I got back, only to see you standin' out here!". He loved you...? " How could you love someone like me? I can't even love myself! " You cried out looking up at him with tears. "Y'dont understand. I care. I care for you. I don't know how to tell you but, you matter to me. All I wanted to do was t'hold you and tell you everything was gonna be okay! I want you to see yourself the way I see you. Your gorgeous, perfect, and enough. Whatever you do is enough and I'm proud of you. Even if you just drink a glass of water I'm proud of you for that."

His words ached in your heart. You only imagined someone saying these words to you, and when he actually said them all you could do was stay in his embrace and listen while sobbing. It still hurt, you still felt empty, but one thing that you didn't feel before was hope. You felt hope. You looked up at him after his confession and your eyes instead of emptiness, there was hope. You looked down, guiltily after you saw his face. There was sweat on his forehead, his eyes were red, his hair was ruined, he was disappointed in himself. "I don't know what I'd do if I lost you. I came back from my trip to see you standing like that and all I could think of was what I would do if I had lost you. You are important to me and I am going to help you realize it. It may take a long time but I will wait years just to see a genuine smile on your pretty face again. " He wiped your tears with his thumb and draped his coat that was lying on the floor around you. He took his hat and put it on your head before hugging you again.

Maybe there was hope after all?

To anyone reading this I hope you know you matter and you're enough <3

[notyetneedcoffee]

Harvest

Kinktober - Food Kink NSFW - Adults Only

Summary: You take a tray of Harvest treats to the Witcher

You brought the heavy tray to the room outside the inn, the one by the stables. Usually, only groups or families with small children stayed in the large room. The owner didn’t like too much disruption in the main house. He was convinced the Witcher was trouble, so he got the stable room.

Knocking with your elbow, you waited.

The big man opened the door with a scowl. He was still wet from a bath, wearing only a loose pair of cotton pants. His eyes swept over the variety of foods on the big tray and his expression relaxed.

“I didn’t order anything.” His voice was deep and rough.

“I know. These are from the Harvest Festival. No one will miss them, and I figured you’d be hungry. Can I put this down? It’s heavy.”

He stepped aside. You put the tray on the big table, taking a dark purple grape for yourself. “You look like you made it out in one piece.”

“Hmm.” He picked up the tankard of ale and drank. With a sigh, he thanked you. “Are you going to help me eat this, or are you going back to the festivities?”

“Geralt of Rivia wants company?” You teased.

“Select company.” He gave a half smile.

Settling into the chair, Geralt pulled at your hand until you sat upon his lap. “So what do you recommend?”

On the tray was a selection of food from the village. Wedges of cheeses were piled high. A bowl held fresh grapes. Another had figs dripping with wildflower honey. A selection of savory pies were filled with venison or ham. Small cakes were decorated with dense creams in fancy designs.

“These are fresh.” You took part of a sticky fig in your fingers, holding it up. He bit into it, taking half. You popped the other half in your mouth. When Geralt captured your hand and brought your fingers to his mouth, you hummed in delight.

Geralt pick up another, holding it to your lips. You ate, staring into his golden eyes. When you licked and sucked his fingers clean, you felt him harden beneath you. His mouth covered yours, tongue battling yours. His large hand cupped the back of your head as he drank from sweetness your mouth.

His hands pulled at the laces of your bodice, releasing your dress. It slipped off your shoulders to expose your breasts. Geralt dipped his fingers into the cream from one of the cakes and painted your nipples until they were tight and hard.

Geralt pulled you higher, taking your flesh in his mouth to suck off the sweet cream. He hummed in satisfaction. You instinctively tugged at his white hair, not to pull him away, but to hold him tighter. He suddenly stood, laying you out on the table beside the tray.

He tugged your dress off as you kicked off your shoes with a giggle. You reached for him, but Geralt captured your hands in his.

“No. I’m hungry. Lay back.”

You followed his orders, excitement tickling your stomach. Geralt picked up a cake with white cream and jam. Tasting a bit on his pinky finger first, his brow arched. Using two fingers, he drew sticky lines over your stomach and along your inner thighs.

A moan escaped your throat as he licked the sweetness from your skin. His fingers dug into your hips. As his head got closer to your core, he held your legs firm to keep you from squirming. As his mouth covered your sex, you gripped his hair. His tongue was talented.

Your thighs tightened around his head as the fire spread. His deep growl reverberated through your sensitive flesh, sending shivers throughout your body. Geralt sucked on your clit, humming deep. You shook, torn between pulling away and demanding more. He did not relent. He relished in his task, devouring you. He knew every mewl and moan, drawing you closer to the edge. The coil snapped, you pulled at his hair and clawed at the table, coming apart.

Geralt tugged your limp body forward, burying his cock deep. Your back arched as he set a fast and powerful pace. Your hand hit the tray of food in your flaying. Rich, sticky honey covered your fingers. Smearing the sweetness over your breasts, you then licked your finger before holding it out for him. Geralt’s mouth licked and sucked at your hand.

He bent forward, sucking and biting at your tits. The sounds he made grew more demanding. His pounded into you harder, making the table creak. “Yes!” You cried. “Fuck me hard!”

Messy and feral, Geralt took your hips in a bruising grip. His pace increased. Groans and curses fell from his lips. You gave over to the feeling, panting, aching, shaking.

“Fuck,” He groaned. “Fuck, going to… fuck.” He roared, burying himself deep, coming hard and pulling you along with him.

Dazed and sated, you giggled at the matting of hair and honey on his chest. “Looks like someone needs another bath.”

“Hmmm.” He gave you a rare smile. “At least this time I won’t be alone.”

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[gadriezmannsgirl]

HII, i really really love your writing, could you something fluff and domestic (if that makes sense) with balde? like an after training afternoon or anything your up to! again love ur stories 🫶

my first time writing for Ale🌻 I did more of a drabble than a OS, sorry because this is too short😭 my week's been awful and I'm barely having time off but anywho- hope you like this!

After Training -A.B3

"¿Que tal ha sido el día?" (How was your day?) You asked as soon as his body hit the couch, his wet hair told you he had taken a shower and was comfy in his house clothes.

His hand gripped yours before putting it in his lap as he sighed "Tiring" He said before looking at you "Have you eaten anything yet?" You nod softly

"Was hoping to wait for you so we could est together but I was having headache and I didn't felt too good so I ate something" You say

"Are you good now?" He caressed your hair, playing with the strands. You smile nodding

"Yours is in the microwave, want me to heat it up for you?" He shook his head

"Not right now, princesa. I want some cuddles tho, can you help me with that?" You smiled before snuggling into his side

"Wanna watch Friends?"

"Maybe The Mandalorian?" You groan lightly

"I really don't understand it"

"I can explain it to you once again. I don't mind"

"What about if we see TopChef?" You ask "Melissa was in danger last week because of Mau's mistake and Roro won the challenge" You explain

"Yes! I wanna see how that goes, I hope Eurice gets eliminated this week"

"Don't be so mean, he did a good job on the fast food challenge"

"Not very good if he ended up going to the elimination challenge"

"It was a team challenge"

"I know it was! But he's kind of a dick, I would love to bring back Antonio and eliminate him"

"Well... yeah, you're right"

"I always am" He joked as you pinched his side

"Que eres muy tonto" (You're such a fool) Ale laughed before kissing your hairline

"Que yo también te quiero mucho, princesa" (I love you too, princess)

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[tommydarlings]

sweet dessert | t.w

pairing: soft!dom!toto x sub!reader

warnings: smut, gagging, brief mention of dacryphilia, brief mention of cum eating

w/c: 0.8k

summary: Your boyfriend ,Toto, wasn’t 100% satisfied with the food you two ate at the restaurant, he wanted something sweeter and he already knew what that would be.

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“Slow down Schatzi, i can’t keep up with you!” Toto yelled, standing a few feet away from you before he slowly started jogging.

Your hand was tightly grabbing your clutch as you turned around and looked at him, chuckling when you saw him jogging over to you.

“C'mon babe!” You laughed, grabbing your dress and running a bit faster to the cab your boyfriend got for the two of you.

He chuckled before he finally took longer strides towards your running figure, losing his tie around his neck as you two reached the cab.

you blushed as he opened the door for you, “oh, thank you.” Even after almost 3 years of dating, this man still makes you blush like a teenage girl that just came home from her fist date.

“No problem Schatzi.” Toto replied kindly, greeting the driver with a quick nod before he secured the seat belt around his suit covered body and fixated his glasses.

You briefly looked at him, “These glasses really suit you.” You mumbled quietly, not wanting to sound as desperate as you actually are right now. He raised his brows and tuned his head into your direction.

“What? Really?”

“Y-Yeah.” You nodded, legs slowly closing themselves.

He hummed, “hmm, if your a fan of them, then I am too.” Hand now positioning itself on your thigh, thumb drawing circles on your soft skin, making you look down and gulp.

Your boyfriend noticed that, “you okay, baby?”

With a tiny snap back into reality, you glanced over to him, stuttering some total nonsense while toto still waited for an answer.

“Uhm, y-yeah, I’m fine.” Smiling innocently in his direction.

Toto's fingers got closer and closer to your pussy that was barely covered by a thin white thong. You audibly gasped when his fingers suddenly brushed against your pussy lips, sliding towards the strings of your thong and slowly sliding it down your legs.

Nervously, you bit your lip, “Toto baby, n-no.” You mumbled right before you fingers grabbed his big hand. “The driver, he will n-”

“Shhh Schatzi.” Lips gliding along the side of your neck, the hard, dark frame of his glasses touching your delicate skin in a slow motion.

He put his mouth right above your ear, “open your mouth for me.”

You gulped again as heard his voice and felt his fingers spreading your legs further apart.

Slowly, you looked at your man and opened your mouth. In a quick motion, he shoved the thong into your mouth and removed his seatbelt before he got down onto his knees infront you.

You immediately started to shake your head from side to side, basically telling him to get these kind of thoughts out of his head, right the fuck now.

The Austrian spread your legs even further apart and bend them, knees touching your breasts as you noticed him wetting his lips, completely ignoring your little protest.

His palms ran along your slightly sweaty thighs while his eyes grew darker and darker the closer he got to your wet cunt.

“You know what baby, I think that food we just ate at the restaurant didn’t still my hunger, I think I need more and something… sweeter.” Toto whispered before he licked a long stripe from the bottom of your pussy up to your clit, flicking it a couple of times and sucking on it before he removed his head and kissed it.

You bit down onto your thong, eyes rolling into the back of your head right after Toto moved his head from side to side in a rather fast motion, tongue touching all of the right spots in the process.

After a few seconds, your hand shoot up from the long leather seats and harshly grabbed his hair, pulling on it as you noticed that you were pretty close to cumming.

You quietly moaned, whined and cried out. Luckily the thong was there.

Toto raised his head, mouth leaving your desperate pussy. You whined as you didn’t feel his tongue and lips anymore but quickly quit those sounds when his hand slid down and circled your puffy clit with his thumb.

“C'mon my pretty girl, cum for me, don’t be afraid… just let it all out.” He told you quietly before he put his mouth around your clit again, hand spreading your legs again.

You came with tears filling your eyes, one hand having his soft hair in the tightest grip ever and the other one holding onto the leather seats for dear life, quiet and desperate sounds escaping your mouth as the Austrian retreated himself from you.

He wiped his mouth with his fingers before he put them into his mouth.

“To be honest schatzi, I liked that meal way better than the one at the restaurant.” Kissing your wet clit one last time before he sat himself down next to you again.

[sometranssoup]

Headcanons I need to tell people before I explode (mainly dale)

As a kid,Bug was away a lot and Dale's mom was always working,with her friends or just 'too busy',so,dale would often feed himself. The fact that he ate mainly junk food or just straight up nothing (or bugs...canonically) until he started eating at Tilly's house and a fast metabolism along with smoking made him incredibly small and thin as a kid. Smoking also stunted his growth (fight me,I will die on short King dale hill)

He played baseball/T-ball growing up.

Only candy he would eat was babe Ruth's bc he thought he was supporting the baseball player

Used to spend a lot of time at the library if he wasn't with Hank, bill and Boomhauer.

When he,Hank,Bill and Boomhauer would go fishing,he'd always quit fishing early to wrestle or run around with Bill while Hank and Boomhauer fished.

Started smoking bc he wanted his parents to find out and scold him.

He,Hank,Bill and Boomhauer always liked hanging out at Boomhauers house because his parents were really nice. They never hung out at Hanks bc of Cotton.

Dale never had anyone over often because his mom was a bit of a hoarder.

Dale tried helping Hank and Bill up over a fence once and broke his arm.

Lots of internalized homophobia and transphobia on Dale and Hanks ends

Dale has a much older sister who worked at an ice cream shop. She got two free scoops per shift so Dale would bring Hank,Bill and Boomhauer by to split the scoops since she got sick of ice cream quick.

Dale and Hank both have these really similar stories from summer camp. They both had secret boyfriends. They both talked via letters left under a tree. They was supposed to meet to carve their initials in the tree but Dale had an accident and had to go home early. Somewhere out there is a tree with D+H in a heart.

Dale had a terrible bed wetting problem and would cry every single time it happened (totally not projecting here)

Dale didn't learn how to talk until he was about five.

[acestyx]

Eddie took a deep breath and clasped his hands together, leg bouncing wildly underneath his elbow. Anxiety and hunger panged deep his stomach, making him press his knuckles to his lips.

Steve entered the room, carrying a First-Aid kit and a glass of apple juice. 

He set them down on the coffee table and sat next to Eddie, placing his hand lightly on top of the other’s forearm. “Hey,” Eddie tensed under the touch, Steve’s fingers feeling like hot brands on his skin. “Look at me.”

Eddie lifted his head to meet Steve’s eyes and part of him wished he didn’t. Eddie could tell Steve was trying his darndest to look calm, eyebrows turned up with a soft half-smile. But nothing really gives a person away as much as a heartbeat.

The usual ‘th-thump ’ had quickened significantly, now resembling more of a nervous flutter. Steve gave his arm a reassuring squeeze, and Eddie felt his pulse thrumming rapidly in his veins. “You ready?”

The bouncing of Eddie’s knee has slowed down a bit, but nerves still ate at him. “You really don’t need to do this man, seriously.” He scooted away from Steve a little as to distance himself from the skittish rhythm taunting him. “It’s not that bad, I can—“

A long growl emitted from Eddie’s abdomen, causing him to wince and double over.

Steve grabbed Eddie’s shoulder, leaning down so he was level with him. “Eddie, it’s been like what, a week? I don’t know how this shit works but that’s way too long, even for normal food.” 

Steve was right. A normal person would be famished after a week without food. The weird thing though was that Eddie had eaten regular food. He literally had a sandwich a little less than an hour ago. But this was different. It was like his normal hunger and his blood-thirst were two entirely separate entities.

Eddie pressed his palms into his eyes. “I know, I know I’m just—“ He inhaled deeply and instantly regretted doing so. The smell of Steve’s blood filled his lungs, making the room spin and his stomach cramp. 

Eddie wet his lips, trying to coax words out of his mouth. “What if I take too much?” 

“Well, that’s what the juice is for.” Steve chuckled, picking up the glass and shaking it gingerly.

“Steve, I’m serious.” Eddie snapped to look at Steve, voice breaking in his throat. “What if I hurt you? Like for real?” The mere thought terrified him. Not being in control of himself, lost to whatever demonic shit the Upside Down did to him. 

He wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he ended up seriously injuring Steve, or worse. He felt himself start to hyperventilate. “What if I—”

“Hey hey, listen ,” Steve turned his whole body so that he was facing Eddie. He set the glass down and placed the hand on Eddie’s other shoulder, rotating Eddie towards him and looking him dead in the eyes.

“I trust you.” His eyes were warm and the beat of his heart, although still fast and jittery, didn’t fluctuate. He was telling the truth. “Okay?”

Eddie closed his eyes and took a moment to steady his breathing. “Okay.” 

He scooched closer into Steve’s space, maneuvering himself so that although he wasn’t completely in Steve’s lap, their legs were overlapping. 

“If you uh—feel like you’re gonna pass out or anything, don’t hesitate to knee me in the balls, ‘kay?” Eddie joked, trying to lighten the mood and settle his own nerves. It must’ve worked because he felt Steve’s shoulders shake underneath him, a quiet laugh escaping his mouth. “Got it.”

Eddie pressed two fingers firm into Steve’s neck and slid them around a little, trying to find a tender spot that wouldn’t hurt too bad. He ran his tongue over his canines, which were starting to ache. 

Each movement caused a jolt in Steve’s pulse, which Eddie could both hear and feel in tandem. “Are you nervous?”

“Eh, not really.” Steve’s heart rate jumped. Lie.

“S’just like getting blood drawn, right? No biggie.” Another lie.

Eddie chuckled lowly as he felt Steve swallow under his fingers. Steve’s brow furrowed. “What’s funny?” He breathed as Eddie drew closer to his neck.

“Your heart.” He felt animalistic in the moment, Steve squirming under him like some sort of prey. He’d be lying if he said it didn’t excite him a little. “It’s kinda telling on you, man.”

Steve stiffened a little, chest rising and falling a little faster than before. “My heart?”

“Mhm.” Eddie couldn’t hold back a smirk as he slowly dragged his fingers from the side of Steve’s neck all the way down to the middle of his chest. Eddie felt Steve’s breath hitch, loud thumps hammering against his fingertips. “Normally…”

Eddie tapped a steady rhythm onto Steve’s chest, mimicking a heartbeat. “It’s like this.”

“But now…” Eddie quickened the pace of his tapping to match the tempo of Steve’s racing heart. He looked back up and raised an eyebrow. 

Steve flexed his jaw, a blush creeping up his neck. “You can hear that?” 

Eddie opened his mouth to reply, only to immediately be hit with the overwhelming scent of Steve’s blood. 

Seeing Steve all red and flustered would’ve been way more amusing if the blood pumping underneath his skin wasn’t so tantalizing.

Heart palpitating, lips soft-looking, face hot and flushed, it was driving Eddie insane. Steve looked absolutely delectable .

It took every muscle in Eddie’s body to not tear into him right then and there. A low whine sounded involuntary in the back of his throat. 

“Eddie?” Steve said almost in a whisper, briefly snapping Eddie out of his bloodlust.

Eddie licked his lips and leaned closer, mouth visibly salivating. “Can…I…?” He rasped, doing everything in his power to hold himself back. 

Steve blinked. “ Oh. Yeah yeah, um—whenever you‘re ready.”

Eddie opened his mouth, teeth grazing a taut spot on Steve’s neck. He felt Steve flinch, heart still slamming rhythmically against the fingers pressed into his chest. 

“Hm-mh?” Eddie hummed, asking for a final grant of permission.

Steve squeezed his eyes shut and Eddie felt him brace.

“Do it.”

Eddie forced his jaw down, sharp fangs sinking into freckled skin.

Steve bit back a groan, chest heaving as Eddie placed his lips flush against the wound, lapping up the blood rapidly flowing out of it. 

Eddie’s eyes widened and he breathed out a moan as sugary copper splashed onto his tongue. 

“It’s sweet…” Eddie thought as he continued to drink from the puncture. His hand snaked from Steve’s chest all the way up to the back of his head, grabbing a fistful of hair and pulling so his neck was at a better angle. 

“Fuck.” Steve choked out before clapping a hand over his mouth, muffling any other noises that threatened to escape him.

Eddie barely heard him, the whole experience overwhelming his senses.

Steve’s blood tasted like nectar on his tongue, metallic but leaving a sweet aftertaste that he just couldn’t get enough of. Warmth spread throughout his body, sending a wave of shivers up his own spine. 

Steve’s heart was still going crazy, throbbing loudly against his ribs and in Eddie’s ears. His breathing has slowed a bit, but the breaths were still shallow.

A trail of blood dripped down Steve’s neck, pooling in the curve of his collarbone and staining his shirt. 

Eddie wasted none of it, dipping down and licking along the small divot.

“Jesus, E-Eddie…” Steve shuddered. “Slow down—s’not going anywhere.”

Eddie grumbled a response into the crook of his neck, immediately feeling goosebumps rise against his lips. 

The fog in his head cleared enough to notice Steve shift uncomfortably in the seat. A quiet whimper left his mouth, catching Eddie a bit off guard. 

Right. Eddie thought. This probably hurts like hell.

The hand that gripped Steve’s hair loosened, instead gently carding through the strands to try and bring the man some sort of comfort.

Eddie felt Steve go limp against him, melting into the touch. His furrowed expression softened as he let out a sigh. 

Steve tensed again as Eddie went back to the wound, but quickly relaxed, shoulders drooping down slightly.

He pulled away from Steve, licking some of the mess off his mouth and examining the bite.

The bleeding had stopped mostly, but the skin around it was red and quickly bruising. 

“Shit.” Eddie mumbled, slowly coming off his high. Steve turned his head, wincing slightly. “You done?” 

Eddie swallowed. “I—I think so.” Steve’s face was starting to pale but he gave Eddie a wobbly smile. 

“Good.” He sighed, dropping his head onto the back of the couch. “The room was starting to spin a little.”

Eddie backed away slightly and his eyes skimmed over Steve’s skin, taking notice of the fading scar around the middle of his neck. A sudden wave of guilt washed over him and he averted his gaze.

“How d’you feel now?” Steve asked, trying to restrict any neck movement.

Eddie smiled apologetically. “I should be asking you.” Admittedly, he felt amazing , better than he had in a long time. Steve, however, looked like he was about to pass out.

Eddie reached over and grabbed the glass of juice, handing it over to Steve. Eddie watched him take small sips, face scrunching in pain every once in a while. 

Eddie’s brows furrowed upwards. “Does it hurt to drink?” Steve hummed into the glass before setting it down. “A little.”

Another wave of guilt passed through Eddie as he grabbed the medkit. He unzipped it, pulling out some rubbing alcohol, a few cotton balls, and a gauze pad.

He poured the alcohol onto the cotton and turned to Steve, holding it up to the bite. “This is gonna hurt like a bitch, sorry.”

Eddie pressed the soaked cotton into the wound, wincing sympathetically as Steve writhed, sucking air through his teeth. “FUCK, that stings.”

“Told you.” Eddie huffed, continuing to disinfect the bite.

Eventually the stinging subsided, as Steve took a breath and relaxed back into the couch. Eddie gently dabbed the wound, taking extra care to not irritate it any further.

Eddie’s fingers accidentally grazed Steve’s jaw, and his eyebrows knitted together when Steve’s heart rate jumped. Huh?

Eddie paused for a brief moment. Steve’s pulse had been fluctuating ever since he walked into the room, but Eddie assumed it was nerves. After all, the situation wasn’t exactly calming. 

But Eddie was done, “back to normal.” There was no reason for Steve to be nervous. So why—

Before he could rationalize that thought, something else caught his eye. Something he couldn’t believe. His eyes flew open, mouth gaping. “Holy shit.” 

Steve looked over to Eddie, worry crinkling his brow when he saw Eddie’s face. “What’s wrong?”

“Th—the bite…” Eddie stammered, eyes still trained on Steve’s neck. “It’s healing. Like really fast.”

Sure enough, the two punctures Eddie had made in Steve’s neck had begun to close up. It was subtle but certain, as the bite marks were now the size of some of his moles. 

Steve’s eyes bugged as his hand flew to his neck. “What?” By the time Steve’s hand reached his neck, the bite was practically non-existent.

He felt around a bit, fingers smoothing over unscathed skin. He laughed incredulously. “That’s so trippy.”

Eddie’s eyes were still wide as saucers. “Trippy? I know you’re used to this shit but your nonchalant-ness is kinda freakin’ me out.”

Steve pressed down on his skin before wincing and pulling his hand back. “Still super sore, though.”

Eddie nodded, grabbing the gauze pad. “Yeah, a lot of the bruising’s still there.” He peeled off the backing and stuck it to Steve’s neck. “The kids’ll probably ask what happened, nosy lil’ shits.”

Eddie heard Steve’s heartbeat quicken as a smirk dawned his face. “That’s ok. I can just tell em’ I got a killer hickey.” 

Eddie’s face roared with heat and he kicked Steve’s shin, flushing more when he burst into laughter.

“If you say that to anyone, I’m killing you next time.”

Steve’s eyebrow raised. “Next time?” 

Eddie blinked, trying to recover his fumble. “I—I mean obviously you don’t have to, especially because it probably felt awful—”

“Eddie.” Steve tried to interject.

“Actually, I don’t know why you’d even want to, that was a stupid—”

“Eddie.” Steve put both of his hands on Eddie’s shoulders. Eddie’s mouth snapped shut, looking up into Steve’s soft eyes.

“I’d like that.”

Eddie hoped his face didn’t look as dumbfounded as it felt. “You would?”

Steve shrugged, but Eddie didn’t miss how his pulse jumped. “Well, we know the bites heal fast, so it wouldn’t be obvious to anyone else. Plus, you need blood, and we really don’t need another Mews incident.” 

Eddie’s brow pinched. “Mews incident?”

Steve waved dismissively. “Long story.”

“And uh—” Steve shifted again, and Eddie heard his heart begin to thud hard in his chest. 

“I didn’t mind it.” He murmured, face reddening. “The y’know—blood-sucking. Thing.”

Eddie’s eyes widened, face most definitely matching Steve’s complexion. “You didn’t—oh .”

Steve’s cheeks flushed even more. “I mean, not like it didn’t hurt or anything, it did, it definitely did. But…I don’t know, it also felt—kinda nice?”

“….Hm.” Eddie hummed, not sure what else to really say.

They both sat in silence for a bit, before Eddie nudged Steve with his elbow, a grin shadowing his face. “So…masochism, huh?” 

Eddie snickered when Steve hit his arm, not hard enough to actually hurt him, but hard enough to where he could feel the exact spot the punch landed. “You’re proving my point.” Eddie chuckled.

“You’re a dick” Steve huffed. “But uh—”

Steve leaned into Eddie’s space, smirk widening as the distance between them shrank. “You can suck from me any time.” 

Eddie faked a gag, pushing Steve away from him and into the cushion. A hot flush crept quickly up his neck. “ Never say that again.”

Steve sat up, biting back a smile but failing miserably. “My offer still stands.”

Eddie rolled his eyes, painfully aware of how fond he looked. “Thanks.” 

Steve looked at Eddie with an expression that softened him from the inside-out. Eddie heard his pulse jump, eyebrows furrowing in contemplation. He glanced briefly at Eddie’s lips, making him wonder if there was still some blood on his mouth.

Steve opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by his stomach, which grumbled loudly.

He blinked and looked up at Eddie. “I guess all that blood-loss worked up my appetite.” He smiled. “Wanna get some real food?”

Eddie rummaged around in his jacket pocket and pulled out a crumpled slip of paper. “I have a 5-dollar coupon for Surfer Boy.”

Steve takes the coupon from him, fingers brushing and sending electricity through his body. He held it up, shaking it gently in the air.

 “Surfer Boy it is.”

[frlinbruh]

Secrets are better said

• little! Chris x little!nate x cg!fem!reader

• a/n : age regressing is NON SEXUAL

“Chris you thirsty little man?” I asked from the kitchen, “Owange juice please mama” he called out, rolling the toy car infront of him, Nate looked at the car longingly, asif he wanted to be treated little like Chris.

Nate had never expressed to anyone that he might be and ager, but after being a CG for so long I know the signs of a little.

“Nate come to the kitchen please” I asked him, wanting to figure it out “umhm?” He hummed waking in “you know anyyyone can be a ager right?” I asked noticing his face turn red “Nate if you don’t want to tell me that’s fine, but are you an ager?” I asked “I don’t know, I think so but then even if I did I have no one to take care of me like you take care of Chris” he explained “do you want me to be your care giver?” I asked, he shyly nodded.

“Do you wanna play cars with Chris?” I asked and he nodded “yes ‘lease” I heard a little voice creep into his sentence “go play then” I said grabbing a second silly straw cup out of the the cupboard, filling them both with juice.

“Chris bud, I think you’ve got a new play date buddy” I told him setting the juices down “huh?” He asked looking up at me.

“Nate is also a little boy” I told him, he turned to look at Nate who was stood sheepishly in the corner, still not daring to play “ooo you play with me?” He asked Nate who looked at me for approval “go on bud” I nodded towards the race track in the floor, he hurried over to it.

Time skip:

“Nate do you want to have a sleepover with chris?” I asked noticing it was almost dinner time “‘lease?” He asked “okay” I nodded.

“Okay bud what do you want for dinner?” I asked Chris who was now playing with his ninja turtles “umm Mac cheese?” He asked, I nodded looking at Nate “what do you want for dinner little man?” I asked “me have Mac cheese also?” He asked and I hummed, making my way to the kitchen.

I plated up the pasta, setting it down on the counter calling the boys over to eat.

Whilst they ate I went to the guest room to set it up for the boys to have a sleepover in, pulling the 2 beds apart from a king size to two doubles, putting blue sheets on them both.

I made my way back downstairs to see they had both finished their food and were now sat at the dinner table, empty plates and cups infront of them. I cleaned up before walking back to the table.

“Okay, comeon let’s go get some pijamas on” I told them both, walking toward the stairs the two boys following me.

“Okay pick a pair please hon” I told Chris, he picked Batman pijama bottoms and a black top, “you too bud come pick a pair” I called Nate over, who picked Spider-Man bottoms and asked to not have a top, I agreed as it was warm today.

“Okay come on guys let’s brush our teeth” I said opening the bathroom door and turning the light on.

I realised Nate didn’t have a toothbrush, I grabbed a new one for him from under the sink, wetting it before putting toothpaste on it and handing it to him, doing the same with Chris.

“Good boys, sleepy-bo-bos (bedtime) now” I said as they both ran up to the beds, picking one each.

“Okay pick something to sleep to” I told them turning on the tv, they decided on cars the movie, both falling asleep 10 minutes in.

I went downstairs, cleaning a way the toys that were left behind before going back upstairs to get changed into my pijamas and got into bed. I was scrolling on my phone when I heard a knock kn my door. “Come in” I called out, it was Nate “you okay?” I asked noticing his red eyes and teary cheeks “ thank u for being my mama” he said running up to hug me, “you wanna go get Chris and you two can stay in here with me tonight?” I asked to which he nodded, running back I ur to get Chris.

They both snuggled into the bed next to me, I turned the tv on, playing cars again. And they were fast back off to sleep.

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- I’ve never done an age regression fic before so sorry if it’s really bad guys!!

- destiney luvs ya, mwah 😘 xx