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[jayjxmaybank]

it had been six months. six months and eleven days since jj last saw zara. not that he was counting the days, of course. but the absence, the silence—it never stopped gnawing at him. no goodbye. no note. not even a damn text. he'd tried calling her every day for months, the same robotic response greeting him each time: "we're sorry, the number you dialed is no longer in service." and as if that wasn't enough of a punch to the gut, the "delivered" on his texts had vanished the day after she left. it was as though she'd erased herself from his life entirely.

she had promised him she'd be "right back," but that night, hours passed, and still, no word. jj couldn’t sit still, couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t right. he paced the back porch of john b’s house, boots scuffing the wood with each anxious step. the money he owed his father seemed trivial compared to the mess in his mind—the unanswered questions, the pile of missed calls, the messages left on read. his stomach was in knots, and no matter how hard he tried to push it down, that damn lump in his throat kept growing. john b told him to relax, to give it time, but jj couldn’t. his gut twisted with a deep, unshakable fear that something was wrong.

the first hour without her response wasn’t terrible. but by the second, he could feel the unease crawling up his spine. by the third hour, it became unbearable. he couldn’t stay there, waiting. he needed to know what had happened. so, despite the very real risk of running into her father—the man who had always treated him like a stray dog—jj threw caution to the wind and drove toward her house. he took the backroads through the cut, speeding toward the figure eight. his mind raced the entire way, each turn feeling more desperate than the last.

but when he finally arrived, when he saw her house looming in front of him, it was like the world had tilted. his heart sank, a heaviness settling in his chest that he couldn’t shake. the house, once a place filled with light and life, now stood in stark emptiness. the windows, always glowing with warmth late into the night, were black. not a single light, no flicker of movement behind the curtains. a sense of finality hung in the air, like everything he’d known had just vanished. it felt wrong—wrong in a way he couldn’t quite explain.

her father was one of the wealthiest men on the island. he could have paid the electric bill for years without breaking a sweat. but this wasn’t a power outage. it wasn’t a simple oversight. it was the eerie quiet of a home that had been abandoned.

jj walked up to the front door, his pulse hammering in his throat, his hands shaking. the place should have been full of life, full of zara’s warmth. but there was nothing. no cars parked outside. no lights. no sounds. just that heavy, oppressive silence. he glanced through the windows. the furniture inside was covered in plastic, untouched. the rooms were bare, no signs of life at all, as if the entire house had been frozen in time. it was as though no one had lived there for months. his breath hitched in his chest, and that familiar knot tightened painfully in his stomach. where was she?

his mind was clouded with panic, and without thinking, he picked up a large rock from the yard and threw it at the glass door. the sound of it shattering was deafening, and he flinched as it echoed through the empty house. but he didn’t stop. he couldn’t. he needed to know. he had to see for himself.

he stepped inside, his heart pounding in his ears, the shards of glass crunching underfoot. the house felt cold, hollow—unnervingly quiet. every step he took seemed to echo in the emptiness. he didn’t know what he was looking for, but he needed to see something—anything that would explain where zara had gone. his feet carried him through the house, his breath shallow and erratic. he moved up the stairs of the house, to her room, the place he had snuck through the window more times than he could remember.

when he opened the door to her bedroom, he froze. the closet, once overflowing with her clothes, was bare. the dresser drawers, always filled with her things, were empty. the bed was unmade, the sheets twisted and discarded, as if someone had hurriedly left, and the room had been left to gather dust in their absence. it was all gone. gone.

everything about her, about her life, was gone. no note. no explanation. just an empty space where everything that had once been her had been erased, swept away without a trace. jj stood there, his mind reeling, his chest tight with an impossible mix of disbelief and heartache. he didn’t know what he had expected to find, but that—that was worse than anything he could have imagined.

for months he felt sick. his body trembled with the weight of the loss, of her absence, and after months of her being gone and his friends telling him he needed to move on—he allowed himself to admit the truth: she wasn’t coming back. he spent more days than he’d like to admit high out of his mind or at any party thrown at the boneyard. he tried hating her, tried kissing some random tourist, but he nearly vomited up his beer. it destroyed him.

it wasn’t until jj was at kiara’s dad’s restaurant—the wreck—that he spotted it: a boat idling down the marsh. boats cruised through the wetlands all the time, so at first, he didn’t think much of it. but then a laugh rang out over the water, one that pierced the air and hit him like a punch to the gut. he knew that laugh. damn right, he knew that laugh. his heart skipped, and he squinted against the sun, raising his hand to shield his eyes as he stared across the bayou, trying to make sense of what he was seeing.

if he hadn’t been leaning against the wooden circular table, he might’ve fallen flat on his ass. but there she was. just like that—like a ghost. laughing, her smile bright and effortless, the kind that used to make his chest tighten and his stomach flip. that smile—it always took his breath away. her coppery hair falling in loose curls around her shoulders, complimenting her pale skin and blue eyes. but the moment he saw it, the knot in his stomach twisted. because standing next to her, on the boat, was topper. but it wasn’t just him. no. there was sarah too, and her brother rafe, though jj barely even acknowledged them. all he could focus on was her.

@obxocmuses

[zevrra]

𝐢𝐢𝐢. 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫

synop: (this is the final part to this series) ; you somehow manage to take on both viktor and jayce inside the lab.

wc: 2k

includes: smüt(ns//fw), fem!reader, threësome, fïngering, ëdging, v peneträtion, double v peneträtion, semi-public sëx, dirty talk

extra: make sure to read part 1 & 2 as well!! thank you all for the love and support on this <33

“shit.” jayce groans at the sight of you. neither he nor viktor could argue against your wishes when you looked so damn good like that, begging for them both. you watch as both of them blush a soft red before both nodded in agreement. “it’ll take some…time.” jayce adds with a slight gesture to his own twitching cöck; pride and worry in his tone.

but none of that mattered. you said what you said and you’d live up to it. “don’t care. i want you both.”

and he wasn’t kidding when he said it would take some time.

after what feels like an eternity of jayce fingering you, stretching you out, drawing you closer and closer to a second orgasm only to rip his fingers away from you, you’re beginning to fear you might lose your mind. you sit in his lap, as he’s returned to sitting on top of the desk, with your legs spread open wide for all to see. and if you were in any other state of mind, you might have been a little embarrassed about being so exposed. but not now, now you were simply dumbed down with pleasure as jayce’s hand sneaks its way back to your aching pussy.

“no more.” you weep, tensing up as his fingers press back into your core. he easily slides three fingers clean up until the second knuckle inside of you.

“sorry pretty, gotta make sure you can take us both.” jayce mumbles softly into your hair, almost apologetically but he’s not really that sorry. he’s not sorry at all, especially when his fingers slip oh-so-easily inside of you and the noises he forces out of you and your soaking cunt. listening to you moan while your core makes the most embarrassing, wet noises; oh no it turned him and viktor on extremely.

viktor stands between your thighs then, kissing the top of your head as he presses two of his own fingers inside you, sliding right up against jayce’s fingers and stretching you even further. “you were the one who begged for both of us, weren’t you?” vik hums in a teasing tone, a smile on his face. he flexes his fingers inside of you, just about the same time jayce does and it would have pissed you off how in sync they were but the mind numbing pleasure shut you up far too quickly.

“just a little more.” jayce encourages sweetly, placing a kiss against your head.

you whine in response to both of them, panting heavily as their fingers begin to work faster inside of you. they both finger you in turn, matching each other’s pace effortlessly, as they stretch you more and more. jayce’s fingers push deep, viktor’s pulls out, jayce slips his fingers out, viktor pushes his right back in. back and forth they work on your cunt until you’re growing hotter. lava burns in your lower abdomen and in your thighs and it makes you fidget against jayce’s lap. you whine at the tight feeling at your core, begging for any kind of release. and as the tightness grows closer and closer, you get louder and louder with each press of the fingers inside of you. the threat of coming again makes your toes curl, back arching, fingers gripping into the closest arm you can grab onto as your orgasm burns in your lower half.

but just like the several times before, the two men remove their fingers just at the last second. your orgasm threatens to break open the floodgates but is quickly retreating at the loss of stimulation and the edging leaves you gasping while tears cling to your eyelashes. “‘ts enough! i can’t take it anymore!” you plead.

jayce returns to placing soft kisses wherever he can reach while his hands smooth along your arms and the rest of your body. “you did amazing.” he praises, adjusting your body as he speaks, so now you can fully lean your weight back against him. hands sliding under your thighs and keeping your legs open for the next part to come. “viktor, give her what she wants.“

you could almost weep at his words but instead you nod as quickly as you can. “please.”

“mhm darling.” viktor softly hums in response to your begging. one of his hands presses against jayce’s knee as he angles himself right up against your core. his other hand wraps around his overly aching cock, giving it a swift tug with a low groan, before he’s pressing forward. the tip of his pink head slides easily against your wet cunt; and he slides even easier inside of your waiting body.

you tighten at the intrusion but quickly welcome it as viktor bottoms out. his hips press against your own as he slips his cock all the way inside you, reaching deeper than their fingers could have and it makes you cry with relief. “yes! god, yes.” you groan as you take all of viktor with ease.

who in turn mimics your groan at the warmth wrapped around him. he braces himself completely down onto jayce’s thighs now, forcing himself to still for a moment. “shit...” viktor comments with a whine before he slowly pulls out, his pretty eyes never leaving where the two of you connect, staring as he disappears once again inside of you. and he whimpers when he bottoms out for the second time.

you can’t help but chuckle a little at his fixation on your bodies meshing together. you reach with a gentle hand and caress the side of his face and he melts into your touch, glancing up at you while his hips begin to move ever so slightly. “you ok?” you ask sweetly, thumb rubbing across the high of his cheekbone.

“i am better than okay.” viktor replies with a small smile. the pupils of his eyes are wide upon looking up at your mutually red face and you manage a weak smile right back at him.

“c’mere. you’re making me feel so good.” you hum and your words make his hips stutter. he moves just a little faster, leaning forward with your guiding hand to allow both of you to kiss. and you kiss him oh so sweetly. your tongue running across his bottom lip and he gladly matches your movement while he keeps his pace thrusting inside of you.

jayce bites down on your shoulder, not to hurt you or anything, just to get your attention as you and viktor share a heated kiss. “don’t forget about me…” he mutters, pouting as he shifts his hips to press his own angry red head against your body.

you gasp softly at the thick of his tip pressing into your skin, causing you to briefly break the kiss with viktor to glance over your shoulder at the pouting man. “well, come on then. make me feel good too.” you tell jayce and it’s all he needs to hear before his hand slips from the back of your thigh to wrap around his thick cock, pressing the head right up against where viktor steadily fucks into you. you return to kissing viktor, eating up every whimper and groan the other man lets loose into your mouth.

jayce times everything else perfectly. as viktor pulls out, jayce rushes inside. his thick cock spears you deeper than vik’s had and you hate to say it but thank fuck for all the prepping jayce had insisted on. he slips deep inside and before you can fully adjust to his size alone, viktor is slipping himself right back inside of you; right next to jayce.

to say you’re stuffed full is an understatement. they both sit deep inside of you, moving just enough to continue to stretch you further now that they’ve managed to fit inside. you can’t help but cry into vik’s mouth, and it’s his turn to eat up every noise you make. and just like with their fingers before, the two fall into a perfect rhythm. viktor dives in, jayce slips out, viktor presses back inside; the combo leaves you breathless.

jayce’s hands return to your thighs as he ruts inside of you, messy but he makes up for it with his girth while viktor places perfectly angled thrusts into every sensitive bit inside your throbbing pussy. you break the kiss with a sharp cry as the two continue, hearing vik whimper at how much tighter you must feel now. meanwhile jay is in your ear grunting harshly with each thrust. “fuck.” he groans, hips never faltering as pleasure takes hold of him while he slips and slides right up against viktor. his nose digs into the crook of your neck and he practically pants against you, fingers tightening on your thighs.

you can’t even respond. words are nonexistent to you anymore as you’re split in half with both men fucking you; and all you can do is weep with pleasure. your orgasm is quick to build up again, it doesn’t take much now anyway, as the burn returns inside of your lower half. viktor presses his head against your other shoulder and somehow the two know to turn and place kisses against your throat. you were definitely going to be sore tomorrow but would need a damn turtleneck at this point too…you can’t complain though.

“going to…” viktor whispers against your neck and you nod in agreement. you were also getting closer and closer to the edge of your orgasm too.

doesn’t help when jayce suddenly ups his speed and deepens his thrusts, throwing both you and viktor into a spiraling mess. “j-jayce!” you cry, his fingers tightening again against your thighs as he practically piledrives inside of you, wildly thrusting against viktor as well.

“can’t last.” jayce grunts, burying his nose as deep as he can into your neck once more. “finish together.” he adds with a deep groan.

viktor is the first to lose himself. he slips out, whimpering, thrusting into his hand to finish himself off across your hip. you, mere seconds after vik, finish with jayce still pounding into you. he fucks you through your orgasm as it crashes down on you like a wave. you try to form any semblance of words but nothing slips past your lips besides pathetic whines. and with you squeezing tight around jayce through your much needed orgasm, it brings him into his own. his hips stutter harshly a few more times inside your spent pussy before he’s slipping out of you, quickly fucking the rest of his climax out against his hand, roping every last drop out onto your thigh and hip.

after his finish, all three of you return to mostly silence then, the lab being filled with nothing but your shared heavy breaths in the wake of your orgasms. you slump against jayce as viktor leans against you, running a hand to smooth through viktor’s hair as you all try and collect yourselves. and to think this all happened because you were too impatient to wait for nightfall. the thought put a small smile on your lips.

“gods. i need a shower.” you cut through the silence, smiling fondly as both jayce and viktor manage weak laughs. “but i don’t think i’ll be walking for a little while.” you add as you semi stretch out along jayce’s strong lap, soreness already settling into your hips.

as if sudden dots are connected, both men realize that they’ve completely—for lack of better words—soiled you; covered in their sticky mess during the midst of their highs. viktor scrambles to find something to clean you up with as jayce shifts and adjusts you onto the desk he previously had been sitting on to help in the search with viktor. shamefully, they come up with nothing besides jayce’s large shirt and he tries cleaning you up the best he can with it.

meanwhile, you try your best not to laugh as he forfeits up his clothes, staining his shirt with the mess he and viktor shared. you watch with soft eyes as jayce cleans you up while vik dresses himself, handing you jayce’s jacket to semi cover yourself with. “next time…let’s use a bed. and be closer to a proper bath.” you hum ’innocently’.

with both men staring at you with shocked faces, you’re unable to hold back anymore; you break out into laughter as viktor and jayce both chirp a surprise; “next time?“

[seagreenlaurin]

[jkvjimin]

the 'face card never declines' series starring: kim seokjin for kayla 🌼 @cordiallyfuturedwight

[youngzjae]

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[aeteut]

sirius is soo silly for believing remus is the traitor and still loving him so much, not leaving him or telling anyone

By likeafunerall, and reposted with permission.

[nedeii]

[nordsea-horizons]

welcome to my fairycore island nixie🧚🏻🫧 a fairy city surrounded by a magical forest🌱 home to all kinds of fairies, garden pixies and green witches🌿☁️

[cordiallyfuturedwight]

jungkook + mic stands for @cosmicdreamgrl cr. 0613data, namuspromised

[evansbuck-ley]

i’d marry you with paper rings

rating: g

word count: 2.2k

pairing: bucktommy

Snippet

“Erm, Tommy?”

“Yes baby.”

“Why do you have someone named husband in your phone? Are you married? Oh my god, am I in love with an adulterer? Am I your mistress, Tommy?” Buck began rambling, panic evident in his voice. His mind was going a mile a minute, had he really spent 8 months falling in love with someone who was married?

And now Tommy was laughing, he’s laughing.

“Evan, it’s you.” Tommy replied, coming to place his hands on Buck’s hips. Buck shot him a confused look, titling his head in a way that Tommy found utterly adorable. “What?” He questioned. Tommy pulled him closer, his arms coming to wrap around his waist. Buck’s hands came to rest on his chest, his left hand landing right on top of his heart.

“Husband, is you darling.”

aka tommy is disgustingly in love with buck

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[writeyourdarlings]

an early christmas fanart🤭❄️

[sherrymagic]

I've got a good feeling about Toey. He's a wacky boy. It's like he feels no stress in his life. It seems there's something within him that makes me feel good when he's around. It's like I'm sitting in a vast grassy field with a gentle breeze under a bright sky. It's like I'm watching a masterpiece of art.

Winny Thanawin as Q and Satang Kittiphop as TOEY WE ARE (2024)

— for @srnileforme [3/4] ✩ ✩ ✩

[flowercrowngods]

“Baby?”

Steve lifts his head off the pillow to look at Eddie, his back arching in a much needed way after lying on his stomach for so long, and he ends up groaning appreciatively as he stretches his back a little more. It makes Eddie smile. All the small things do.

Overcome with sudden but gentle affection, Steve rolls over with a matching smile and comes to a stop lying halfway beneath Eddie, getting a glorious view of his deepening dimples.

“Yeah?”

“I’ve been thinking,” Eddie says, his hand coming up to brush Steve’s hair out of his forehead. Steve leans into his warmth a little further, feeling so incredibly loved when Eddie looks at him like that.

It’s infinite, what he feels for Eddie. What he feels with Eddie.

“Oh? ‘Bout what?”

Eddie leans down and brushes a kiss to the tip of Steve’s nose. “You,” he says. “Me. Us.”

Steve hums, wrapping himself in Eddie’s scent as he buries his face in his chest, his arms trapped between them. He can’t move. Can hardly breathe. It’s perfect, and Eddie always indulges his cat-like tendencies, as he calls it.

“Tell me about your thoughts?”

A hand weaves its way into his hair, scratching wonderfully along his scalp in lazy, soothing patterns.

“I’m gonna put pillows on the walls for you.”

“Hmm?”

“When we have our own place. I’m gonna put pillows on the walls for you. In the kitchen even, so you can sit on the floor and still be comfy. You can have a little nook for floor time with Robin. And it’s gonna be padded with pillows, but the ones that are still solid. Only a little soft. Still grounding.” Eddie mumbles, a little lost in thought like he’s still imagining it all unfold.

Steve melts, first rolling further into him and then back, so he can look up and meet those soft, soft eyes.

“That’s what you’re thinking about?”

“All the time. Never wanna tell you about it so I won’t ruin the surprise, but, I don’t know. Wanted to tell you. You’re gonna have bougie-ass wall pillows, angel.”

And Steve doesn’t know how to handle this. How to take it all, take everything Eddie gives him and live his life an unchanged man. His heart is going to burst one of these days. It’s gonna burst and it’s gonna go everywhere, remind the world for all eternity of the love they shared. Built. Shaped and reshaped in all the ways they needed.

“Everything,” he says, his voice weak with the awe he feels, his own hand coming up to Eddie’s cheek.

“Hmm?” Eddie’s nuzzling the palm of his hand, brushing kiss over kiss to the centre.

“You’re— You’re everything. Can’t believe it sometimes.”

“Only sometimes?” Eddie teases, making Steve laugh for the first time in hours. It’s easy. God, it’s so easy.

“Don’t be so full of yourself.”

“Oh, I’m gonna be full of som—“

Laughing, Steve claps his hand over Eddie’s mouth, shutting him up and revelling in the giggle that follows before Eddie nips on his palm.

“I hate you,” Steve grins, wrapping his arms around Eddie’s middle.

“Yeah, well,” he hums, fond affection settling permanently on that pretty, pretty face. “‘M still gonna put pillows on the wall for you.”

Steve sighs, hoping to relieve some of the intensity he’s feeling. It’s overwhelming, even after all this time.

“I love you.”

“I love you,” Eddie whispers, hovering above him in an almost-kiss. “Endlessly.”

@puppy-steve i love you. i’d put pillows on the wall for you 🤍🌷

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[jkvjimin]

the 'face card never declines' series starring: kim seokjin for kayla 🌼 @cordiallyfuturedwight

I'll Be There - mv shoot sketch

[cheriecoke]

some of you are just so lovely and sooo easy to love and i mean it when i say with 100% certainty that ur favs would be head over heels for you

[loversmore]

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