#but subjectively i am a girl who will choose not to eat if i don't have the swipey swipey to cover at least half of my meals

[martritzvonmercie]

yk i think more awareness should be spread about how hard it is to come up with your own grocery list to know what to buy. like literally how am i supposed to know what i'm going to eat

[syluscore]

I abso-fuckin-lutely loved In the Middle! Like, it was chefs kiss.

I would like to request somethin similar to that if you don't mind. It's like a Leon x Ada x fem! reader. I know I'm a genius, right?

Also, I frickin love you're work like it's more than chefs kiss, it's total perfection😍😍😍

Fine Line

~Leon Kennedy x fem! Reader x Ada Wong~

Word count: 6239

Content warnings: fluff, angst, smut, sexual content, MFF threesome, established relationship, they're both with reader but not each other, confessions of feelings, kissing, sub reader, dom leon, dom ada, breeding kink, mommy kink, mentions of impregnating reader, minor arguing, p in v sex, unprotected sex, multiple creampies, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, strap on, pussy eating, oral (f recieving), squirting for first time, praising

Thanks for your patience anon <3

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It’s already three am when you’re finally returning home from a work trip. It was only supposed to last a weekend, but due to your boss’s fuck up, it lasted over two god forsaken weeks. 

You figure everyone will be asleep considering it’s so late, so you quietly let yourself in the back door and lock up behind you. 

You’re silently unlacing your boots when you hear voices coming from the kitchen. Your hands instantly freeze up as you try to hear who is up at this hour. 

You’re too far away to make out anything, so you finish unlacing your boots, quietly setting them down and tiptoeing towards the kitchen.

You sit quietly in the dark dining room. You’re barely breathing in your attempt to remain hidden. You don’t know why you have the urge to eavesdrop, but here you are being suspicious as hell. 

You hear a loud sigh. “How long have you felt this way?” You recognize Leon’s voice immediately. 

You can tell already this is a heavy conversation. Usually the house was filled with laughter and teasing and happiness, but tonight it was darker. 

“Since the day I met her, probably.” 

So it’s Ada and Leon talking. Your two roommates and best friends.

Leon huffs out a laugh and you’re not sure what to make of their tone. Who are they talking about? How are they feeling? What’s going on?

“How’d we manage to both catch feelings for our roommate? What’s wrong with us?” 

Your heart drops and feels like it might fall out of your ass. They’re talking about you? They have feelings for you? Both of them?

Feelings of guilt start to creep in without permission. Are you going to come between their friendship? What if they ask you to choose? Please don’t make you choose, please.

You’d never forgive yourself. You could turn around now and pretend you never heard anything. Maybe they’d drop it and never bring the subject up to you. All three of you could repress your feelings in peace.

You know it’d be fucking painful, but it could be worth it to preserve the friendships you’ve fought to maintain over the years. 

“I don’t know. I think it’s just her.” 

“What, how she’s absolutely perfect in every sense of the word? She doesn’t even have to try to get me wrapped around her finger. She says jump, I say how high. Makes me feel like a fucking schoolboy.” 

Ada laughs at Leon’s explanation and you can’t hold back your smile. 

“That about sums it up.” Ada agrees with him.

They think you’re perfect? No one knows you better than they do and they still believe that load of shit? Maybe they really are in over their heads. Leon, you can see being a hopelessly devoted lover. But you never thought you’d see the day Ada was in just as deep. And all for the same girl who’s never viewed herself as anything more than mediocre at best? It’s a hard thought to process, that’s for sure. 

“Did you ever plan on telling her? I’ve wanted to so many times, but I’ve always chickened out.” 

“Oh Leon. It’s more complicated than boy meets girl and pursues her. That’s a given basically; it’s what’s expected. But I’m a woman who doesn’t even know if she’s into women.” Ada takes a long swig of her drink and lets out a heavy sigh. 

Leon hums as he ponders Ada’s words. 

Ada’s been pining over you even though there’s a chance you might be straight? She still admired you so much to catch feelings regardless. 

It just adds to that gross guilty feeling growing inside of you.

You’d never intentionally been evasive about expressing your sexuality. You’ve always thought your sexuality and gender expression was just fluid, not wanting to put yourself into a box. Labels made things official and you’ve always been noncommittal. And somehow that has leaked over into how you identify as well.

What do these idiots see in you? 

“Maybe she’s not into men and I’m shit out of luck. If she isn’t open about it, maybe it’s because she doesn’t identify with the norm?” Leon’s voice is shaky, almost as if he’s nervous. Is he nervous? God, you wish you could comfort him and tell him everything is your fault and not his. He always blames himself, always. 

They sit in silence for a minute. It’s not an awkward silence. They’re expressing their feelings and helping each other process, so it’s a respectful silence as they try to correlate together the best words. 

Leon speaks up again, “I don’t want to come between you two. You should pursue her and I’ll back off.” 

“Don’t do that to yourself, Leon. Don’t sell yourself short like that.” 

“What are the chances she’s into both of us?” Leon speaks before he thinks, “I mean, obviously everyone would have to agree to that and I’m just spitballing ideas here-“

Ada cuts him off, “Maybe she could be. It’s not like she’s expressed her desire for a strictly monogamous relationship either.” 

Leon’s voice is so quiet you barely hear it, “Do you love her?”

His voice is so vulnerable and it feels as if that alone has split your heart in half. Is he hurting over this? How long has he been hurting?

“I do.” Ada states without hesitation. She’s so sure of her feelings for you. A single tear streaks down your cheek as the emotional turmoil tears you apart inside. 

“I think I do too.” 

You have to cover your mouth with both hands to fight back any sounds. Your body aches with the need to sob, but you won’t allow yourself to. No, you have to be strong for both of them.

“What are the chances one of us gets our heart broken?” Leon’s voice is still so small. 

“There’s always a chance. But if you love her as you say you do, you must believe the risk is worth it? For the chance that your love will be reciprocated?” 

“Fuck. She could break my heart a thousand times and I’d probably ask her to do it again.” 

They both burst out laughing at Leon’s confession. 

“I mean, what do we do, Ada? Do we talk to her about this? Do we do it separately or together? How do we even go about it? When does someone even bring something like that up?”

You can’t take it anymore. You can’t stand the thought of your best friends hurting—your favorite people in the entire world. So you abandon your hiding spot and enter the dimly lit kitchen.

“How about now?”

Leon and Ada’s heads both whip in your direction as you nervously rub your sweaty palms on your pants in the doorway. 

Once the shock wears off, Leon’s face lights up as he stands up from his stool. He takes long strides toward you before pulling you into a tight hug. 

His lips place gentle kisses in your hair as he mumbles, “I missed you so damn much.”

All you can do is nod into his chest as you pull him to you even tighter. You grip each other like the other might disappear into thin air if your grasp waivers even the tiniest bit. 

Leon’s smell and presence fully wraps around you and it’s the most comfortable you’ve felt in weeks. Has his embrace always felt like this? Has he always felt like home?

He pulls away just enough so that he can look down at you. “Did you hear all of that?”

Your cheeks flame with your embarrassment as you nod at him once again. His attention on you alone has stolen your ability to speak. As if his mere presence has you in a chokehold.

“And?” He asks, pleading with his eyes. 

All you can do is stare up at him as you try to find any words at all. Your brain feels like mush as you meet his stare and feel Ada’s burning into you.

You close your eyes and inhale deeply, forcing yourself to get out what needs to be said. Your eyes open up and you speak quickly before you can talk yourself out of it.

“I feel like the luckiest girl in the world to have both of my favorite people ever love me as much as I love them.”

Your eyes leave Leon’s and connect with Ada’s, “Nothing else has ever made this much sense to me.”

You bring your eyes back to Leon. His jaw has dropped and his eyes wide. He looks at you like he can’t believe those words actually left your mouth. You can’t stop the smile that grows on your face at his reaction. 

“So… Are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna kiss me?”

Leon blinks once before he’s crashing his lips into yours. His hands are immediately cupping your jaw as his body pushes your back against the doorframe. 

Your body instantly melts at the way he handles you. The way his hands hold you to him so firmly. His soft lips dominate yours like a starved man. His firm body perfectly fits against yours. His erection jerks to life against your belly. 

You whimper as he nibbles on your lip impatiently. Your body instinctively arches into him as your head lols back, silently egging him on.

You force yourself to pull away from him, remembering the other person you desperately need as well.

“Ada,” you turn your head so your eyes lock on hers. “Please, I need you.”

Leon’s lips trail from your mouth, across your jaw, and down to your throat.

Ada stands from her stool and slowly makes her way over to you. She stops when she’s a mere inches away from you.

“I could never say no to you.”

“Promise?” Your prompting causes Ada to smirk before leaning forward and capturing your lips with hers. 

Leon pulls himself away from you so that Ada can be fully engrossed with you. Her body is instantly pressed up against yours as her lips force yours apart. She ravishes them like she’s searching for something and you hope to god she finds it. 

Neither of their kisses are gentle and it drives you crazy. Both of their lips have sent smoke signals straight to your pussy and it has you soaked within a few minutes. You want to be embarrassed, but you can’t bring yourself to feel that way. You can’t feel anything besides the throbbing in your chest, nipples, and pussy. 

Ada pulls back and stands next to Leon a few feet away from you. They devour your body with their eyes as you lick your lips and allow yourself to eat them alive with your eyes as well. 

It’s still hard to believe that was almost two years ago. Not many people understood what you were talking about when you mentioned your boyfriend and girlfriend. It bothered you for a long time but not so much anymore. Your happiness is just that, your own, so no one else’s opinion really matters. 

You daydream of that night anytime you go away, whether it be for work or pleasure. 

This time, you were scheduled to go on a work trip for three weeks and you dreaded being away from your partners for that long, but you were also excited for the project you were helping with. Both of them had offered to accompany you, but you wouldn’t allow it. You knew their jobs could require them in an instance at any given moment, so you knew that they really did need to be home and on call. 

It was a long three weeks. 

You had finally made it home again. You were exhausted from the flights and airport bullshit. All you wanted to do was crawl into any bed at all and pass out for three days.

But the second your cab driver is pulling up in front of your house, Leon is throwing open the front door and hurrying down to meet you. 

You’re pulling your suitcases out of the trunk when he comes to a halt beside you. He gently grabs the bags from your hands, shaking his head in disapproval of you doing the heavy lifting yourself.

You thank the driver, giving him a large tip for leaving you alone the whole ride. You always hated cab drivers who tried to make small talk. Like just drive the car, step on it actually.

The second Leon passes through the threshold of the house, he’s tossing your bags to the side and pulling you into his chest. You allow yourself to fall into his embrace, too tired for much else.

“I’ve missed you so much.” He whispers into your ear, “Never torture me like this again. I’ll roll over and die next time I swear. I’m gonna have to put a ring on that finger and a baby in that belly so I can keep you safe in the house forever.”

You giggle into his chest and shake your head, “You’ve really gone crazy, huh?”

“Never been more clear headed in my life.”

“Sounds like something a crazy person would say.”

He cups your chin between his fingers, “The first thing you do when you finally get home is call me crazy? How dare you?” Then he’s pulling your lips into his with a searing kiss. 

He’s the definition of a golden retriever boyfriend. 

Always wants to be next to you when you’re around. Needs to protect you and cherish you. When you’re gone, he mopes around waiting for you to get back. When you’re both home, he can’t stay away for long. Always ending up searching you out and demanding your undivided attention. Surely if he had ears and a tail, they’d be perked up and wagging whenever you’re near him. 

And you absolutely love it.

You pull your lips from his, smiling up at him. He smiles, or more like beams, right back at you. 

A throat clears from the hallway. “How was your flight?”

Your heart rate immediately picks up at the sound of Ada’s voice. 

Before you even realize it, you’re rushing over to her. You nearly trip over your own feet in your haste to get to her.

The second you’re within reach, you’re throwing your arms around her body and nuzzling your face into her neck. She chuckles and shakes her head at you in response, but doesn’t do anything to stop you. Oh no, she pulls you even tighter against her. 

If Leon’s a puppy, Ada is a cat. 

She’ll miss you while you’re gone, but never admit the words aloud. But her eyes and purrs say it all when you’re back in her arms. She won’t come barking at the door upon your arrival, but she will make her presence known. She’ll quietly demand attention, but she’ll still make you come and get her. 

Both of their devotion runs just as deep, but they each express it in such different ways. 

You hear Leon’s footsteps approach you from behind. 

“You’re mine tonight, right? I won’t make it through the night without you.”

“Fat chance, Leon.” Ada states firmly.

“I’m not letting her go tonight. Cannot, will not.”

“No.”

“Yes!”

“I’m keeping her tonight.”

“Like fuck you are. I’m fucking taking her and I’m gonna fuck her so loud there won’t be anywhere in this house you could go where you won’t hear it.”

You cut into their little dispute, “This isn’t a fucking pissing contest. It’s not up to you two. I can decide where I want to stay tonight.”

“With me, obviously.” Leon says, crossing his arms with an attitude.

“Maybe I’ll just sleep alone in my room tonight.”

“NO!” They both shout at the same time. You try to fight back the smile creeping up your face, but fail miserably. You can’t help it, they really are your sweet little pets.

“Then we compromise.”

“How? What do you need?” Ada asks, cupping your cheek and making you look her right in the eyes.

“You’ll both just refuse my idea anyways.”

“Try me.” Leon says. He’s brought himself much closer to you than he was previously. His words are spoken right into your ear and you can’t help the chills that sneak up your spine.

“Can you both stay with me tonight? I missed you both so much. I’ll lay in the middle. You guys won’t have to touch or anything. I just want you both right now. I know we usually keep things separate, but maybe just this one time? For me? Then we can go back to how things usually are.” Your voice is pleading, but you don’t really care. You are pleading with them.

Silence follows for what feels like minutes, but in reality is probably just a few seconds. 

“Anything for you. I need to be with you so much too.” Leon is the first to speak. He tucks a stray piece of hair behind your ear and you almost lean into his hand. 

You stare into Ada’s eyes again. You can tell she wants to refuse, but she also misses you so much. She might not say it aloud, but her whole body aches with the need to stay close to you. Is she willing to cross her boundaries just to stay with you tonight? Yes, absolutely yes.

“Okay.” She finally agrees and you pull her into a kiss. You could thank her, tell her how much you appreciate it, but you know she doesn’t care much for words. She’d rather you kiss her and show her how you feel.

You pull back and look between the two. “Alright. Okay. Right. I’m beat, you guys ready to come to bed with me?”

They agree easily and it’s not long before everyone is changed into their comfy clothes and tucked underneath the covers.

You lay in the middle of the bed, Ada on your left and Leon on your right. You lay facing Ada, your arm and leg thrown over her while Leon spoons you from behind. They make sure neither of them is crossing over the other, only touching you. 

Of course you’ve laid between them before, but never for the whole night. Once it’s time for bed, you usually go to sleep with one of them for one on one time. It’s always been the best way to maneuver the relationship and everyone is usually happy with that arrangement.

Tonight is a bit weird, but you’re happy to be with both of them. You’ve always liked the idea of something like this, but they’ve always wanted their alone time at night. It’s not like that’s the only time you can be alone with one of them. You’re alone with each of them often, but they’ll never have enough. Neither will you honestly.

Leon shifts his body slightly and you suddenly feel his full erection pressed against your ass.

“Leon,” you scold him, but he just chuckles.

“I’m sorry. I can’t help it. I’m not the only one who missed you, you know?”

“I know, I can feel it.”

He laughs again before the room falls back into comfortable silence.

But of course it’s not long before Leon is grinding his dick into you slowly. He’s trying to be discreet, but it’s obvious to everyone in the bed what he’s doing.

“Leon.”

This time it’s Ada who speaks up and scolds him. Her voice is stern and even has you going completely still.

“Oh please, Ada. You really gonna act like you’re not as desperate for her as I am? As if.”

“I’m not the one acting like a dog in heat right now.”

“First of all-“

You cut Leon off, “Guys seriously? That’s enough. There are three sexually frustrated people in one bed right now and I don’t think the best solution is tearing each other's heads off. Knock it off.”

Leon grinds his dick into you even harder.

“So you admit it too? You need this just as much as me. Come on baby, let me fix all of your problems. Let me fuck you to sleep.”

“For fucks sake.” Ada huffs out.

“Ada,” you whisper to her shyly. She turns her head towards you, your faces a mere inches apart. “I want you both so bad. I’ve been trying to sleep and just ignore it, but he’s teasing me and I can’t take it anymore.”

She whispers back, “Do you want me to go?”

“No, fuck no. I want you to stay. I want you both to stay. I’m desperate for you and him.”

Leon speaks up, “We can make it work. Take turns, whatever you’re comfortable with. I’ll stay out of your way when you need me to and you’ll stay out of mine. It’s been a long three weeks. Whatever the princess wants, she should get. Don’t you agree?” 

Leon’s hand grips your hip, pulling your ass back against his dick. You both make pathetic noises at such deep contact.

“Is that what you want? Both of us to share you right now?” Ada asks, her hand reaching out and cupping your cheek.

“Yes. I need it.”

That’s all it takes for Ada to press her lips into yours and slide her tongue along the seam of your mouth, asking for entrance. You oblige gladly and slip your tongue against hers, whining into the kiss as Leon continues to grind into you. 

You reach back in an attempt to touch Leon, but he swats your hand away. 

“Tonight is all about you, baby doll. Just focus on feeling good, we’ll take care of you.”

You whimper into Ada’s mouth at Leon’s words. You never considered yourself to be a strictly submissive person before the two of them, but now it’s undeniable—inevitable. You can’t manage to keep yourself from following their every command. You’ll fall to your knees for them before either even has to ask. 

Giving yourself over to them is easy. It’s what they’ll put your body through, the limits both of them are obsessed with pushing, that’s… not so easy. 

Every thrust of Leon’s hips against your ass pushes your pussy into Ada. Your body feels like it’s being teased from both sides and it’s driving you crazy. This little bit of friction already isn’t enough. You need more. More what? You’re not sure, but given the circumstances, you’re not at all feeling picky. 

Leon’s mouth is directly against your ear. “You want me to fuck you just like this? Wanna scream into your girlfriend's mouth while I pound you with my cock?”

You arch your back, pushing your ass firmly into his cock. “Please. Want it so bad.”

You’re already soaked. It’s been a long, miserable three weeks without being touched. Sure, you’d touch yourself when you needed it, but you won’t even attempt to convince yourself it’s at all the same thing. Nothing compares to their hands on you.

You’re so desperate, so lost in the attention you’re receiving that you don’t realize how you’ve been sucking on Ada’s tongue consistently until she laughs. 

Your eyes widen as a blush grows across your face. You try to pull your head back, but Ada is quick to pull your mouth back to hers. She kisses you deeply before her lips start to trail across your jaw, slowly approaching your neck.

Leon’s thumbs slip underneath the waistband of your pants. Your position is too awkward for you to lift your hips to help him. But Ada picks up on what he wants and helps lift your hips as he frees you of your pants and panties, all in one quick swipe. 

His fingers are instantly circling your clit and slipping between your folds.

“Fuck, you’re so wet for us.” He groans into your hair. “Ada, feel how wet our sweet girl is.”

Ada doesn’t hesitate as her fingers toy with you right alongside Leon’s. She bites into your shoulder at the feeling of your arousal coating her fingers, a quiet moan escaping her lips.

Leon grabs your leg and drapes it over Ada’s hips, opening up and exposing your cunt for him. Ada is quick to grip your hip and hold you in place for him.

Your clit is firmly pressed against her leg. The position is emphasizing the throbbing of your needy pussy and it has you whining out your wordless pleas. 

Ada and Leon are both very familiar with your noises. They know what you’re asking for without you having to speak it out loud.

“You want me to fuck you now? So impatient. Do you need it that bad? Need me to split you in half?”

You nod frantically, the seductive tone of his voice driving you mad. Neither one of them moves or makes an attempt to pleasure you.

“Yes. I want you to fuck me.” You finally find the words, them coming out more abrasive than intended. But they don’t mind, oh no, Ada smirks as Leon chuckles at your neediness.

“You heard her,” Ada finally speaks. She pulls her mouth away from your skin so she can get a good look at your face as Leon positions his cock at your entrance.

You’re desperately clinging to Ada, bracing yourself in anticipation of his thrusts. It’s been so long, you’re all in dire need of each other. You know he’s not going to hold back; you know his pace will be brutal and punishing and holy shit do you need it so bad. So fucking bad.

Your eyes roll back into your head as he pushes his cock slowly into you until he’s completely bottomed out. His balls are rubbing against Ada’s leg, but she makes no protests. She’s too focused and absolutely enthralled with the look on your fucked out face.

Leon only holds still for a few moments before he does exactly what you expected him to. He’s pounding your pussy like he’s trying to resuscitate you with his cock. Which is very contradicting to the way his thrusts are taking your breath away. 

You stare into Ada’s dark lust blown eyes as you struggle to keep yours open. Your eyelids flutter with each shock of pleasure coursing through your body.

The harder Leon fucks you into Ada, the more friction you gain on your clit from her thigh. You’re already so close, feeling your pussy clenching around Leon’s fat cock. 

“I can feel how close you are, baby. This tight little pussy is squeezing my cock so tight. You gonna milk me dry? Gonna let me fill this pussy with my come?”

With Leon’s words, Ada is instantly sliding her hand between your thighs and rubbing her fingers against your clit so fast you can barely stand the overwhelming feeling. It’s too much, way too fucking much, but it’s so fucking good. So good in fact-

“I’m coming! Oh fuck,” you whine out as pathetic moans pour from your mouth nonstop. Your nails are digging into Ada’s shoulders and you can’t stop it. You need something to hold onto as you shake and fall apart between them. 

Leon pulls out of you as Ada lays you on your back. You’re panting, head foggy from your orgasm.

Leon climbs back on top of you and thrusts is cock into your sloppy and sticky pussy. 

Your fingers cling to the sheets beneath you as your eyes search for Ada. You notice her back to you as she heads for the door.

“W-where are you going?” you squeak out, body overstimulated as Leon continues shoving his cock deep into your pussy. 

“Be right back,” Ada turns and looks at you, seeing the unsure look on your face. “I promise.” You nod at her and she exits the room.

You look up at Leon, finally looking at his face for the first time since he’s been inside you. 

“Hi,” he smiles at you.

“Hi.”

And he finally kisses you, way too softly compared to his aggressive thrusts. You wrap your arms around him, gripping him tightly. 

You get lost in the kiss, blissfully unaware of how much time has passed. Maybe 10 seconds, maybe 3 hours. All you know is you’ll never get enough of this. You could literally climb inside his body and live there and it still wouldn’t be enough.

“I’m gonna cream this pussy. Gonna stuff you full with my come. You’re gonna feel it as your girlfriend fucks you, knowing you belong to both of us. Got us both fucking pussy whipped. God, I could stay inside you forever, fuck. I’m coming, holy shit, I’m coming.”

Leon lets out a loud whine as he comes hard. You feel his come filling you up, just the way you like it. His cock is kicking and throbbing inside of you and you feel it all. You feel it against every sensitive spot inside of you. 

Leon finally pulls out of you and his come is instantly rushing out of you, pooling on the sheets beneath your ass cheeks.

“I knew you were gonna milk me dry. Now be a good girl for Ada and take everything she gives you, yeah?”

You furrow your eyebrows in confusion, before he lays down next to you. Behind him stands a naked Ada with a lubed up strap-on secured tightly to her hips.

You whine just looking at how big the toy is. It’s thicker and longer than Leon’s cock, which is already fucking huge. They’re trying to kill you and they’re going to succeed. They’re going to kill you.

“Come here, princess,” Leon pulls your back into his sweaty chest. He pulls your shirt over your head, exposing your braless chest for both of them to ogle at. 

He slowly eases your legs open, wrapping them around his. Every private piece of you is all on display for Ada and she couldn’t look more hypnotized if she tried. She’s good at keeping a stone face as she dominates you, but you love when she can’t hold back her amazement with you. When it consumes her and there’s no hiding it.

She snaps back to reality and makes her way between your legs. Your hands shoot to Leon’s hips, bracing yourself again to be fucked raw. 

“Tell her you want it, princess. Be a good girl and tell her exactly what you want.” Leon instructs you as Ada rubs the lube around on the toy. 

“I… I want you to fuck me with your cock, mommy. I wanna be a good girl and come all over it for you. Can I please take mommy’s cock?” you plead and feel Leon’s cock go semi hard at your words.

“Fuck, you’re making me hard again. Look at what you do to us. You're goddamn perfect.”

You look up at Ada and she nods in agreement with Leon’s words before lining the toy up with your hole.

“Take a deep breath for me,” Ada instructs and you comply immediately. You suck in a large breath of air and hold it for a few seconds before releasing it. And as you breathe out, Ada shoves her cock all the way into you.

You scream out as your back arches into her body. Your hands leave Leon and immediately cling to Ada’s hips as she slowly, but deeply fucks you.

“Mommy, fuck. That feels so good. Oh god, I’m already close,” you whine out, holding back tears. 

“Hold it. Don’t come until I tell you to.” 

She knows what telling you to wait does to you. You fight it hard, not letting her words push you over the edge. You’ll be a good girl. You’ll let her fuck you until she’s satisfied and then she’ll let you come all over her. But fuck, it’s so hard. Your pussy is instinctively clenching around her, trying to keep her cock as deep inside of you as it can go.

You throw your head back and pathetically whine into Leon’s neck. He rubs soothing circles into your belly as Ada presses her forehead into yours. Your whole body is shaking with the need to come, threatening to combust and erase you from existence completely. 

Ada picks up the pace slowly at first, easing you into it, but it doesn’t last long. She can’t hold herself back anymore and soon she’s fucking into you brutally. 

You can’t hold back the noises constantly leaving your mouth. Between whining, moaning, panting, and incoherently babbling, you at some point start crying. Tears are streaming down your face as every muscle in your body trembles.

“Doing such a good job,” Leon praises you, lips against your hair.

“Mmm-mommy,” your voice is pleading.

“I think you deserve your reward. What do you think, Leon?” Ada questions. 

He doesn’t respond with words, but rather brings his fingers to your swollen, dripping clit. He doesn’t have to move them. All he does is apply firm pressure and your clit throbbing against his fingers sends you over the edge.

You’re screaming and shaking and quivering and crying and you can’t stop. Your body has imploded into a supernova of pure pleasure. You never want to come down, but at the same time, the ecstasy is teetering on a fine line of pain and pleasure.

Ada’s thrusts finally stop and Leon takes his fingers off of you. Your vision is blurry and your body is numb.

It takes a few minutes for you to come back down to earth, but when you do, you realize Ada and Leon are just staring at you. Almost in awe–almost in complete wonder.

“Has she ever done that for you?” Leon asks Ada.

“Nope.”

“Me either.”

You cut in breathlessly, “What?”

Leon grips your chin and forces you to look between your legs at the absolute mess on your thighs and sheets. Even Ada and Leon’s thighs are soaked and it dawns on you what happened.

“Oh god,” you gasp in embarrassment. You try to shut your legs, but the two of them work together to keep them open. 

“Are you embarrassed?” Leon teases and you refuse to look either of them in the eyes.

“You’re so perfect,” Ada praises as she massages your thighs, causing you to whine at the contact. 

Squirting, something you believed you weren’t capable of doing, didn’t just happen in front of one of them, but both of them. You’ll never live this down. 

“Fuck, I need you again. Get on your hands and knees for me.” Leon demands, but no one moves. You’re too embarrassed and Ada’s still too shocked to respond. 

“Ada,” Leon gets her attention. “A little help here?”

She nods as she removes the toy from her hips, tossing it somewhere to the side. She gets out from between your legs and sits up against the headboard. She pulls and Leon pushes you towards her, positioning you with your face between her thighs and ass up in the air for Leon.

“You wanna eat mommy’s pussy while he breeds your pussy again, sweet girl?” Ada speaks and her filthy words have you whimpering. Ada doesn’t always participate in dirty talk, so when she does it’s a special occasion. You could never say no to her when she asks so nicely.

You nod frantically before bringing your face to her wet cunt. You gently stroke her with the tip of your tongue and she bites her lip, holding eye contact with you. 

You continue to tease her, but your face falls fully against her as Leon presses into you again. Your thighs are already quivering and you have no idea how you’ll survive taking him again.

Ada runs her fingers through your hair, “Just focus on me, love. You’re doing so well.”

The praise has you sucking her harshly and squeezing your eyes tightly. You wanted to be used and fucked like this and you’ll be damned if you tap out now. You can take, you know you can, so you fucking will. Even if it does kill you.

But after a few minutes of Leon’s thrusts and the taste of Ada on your tongue, your brain turns to mush again. All you can do is lol your tongue out of your mouth as Ada grinds against it, chasing her long awaited high. 

With the way Ada’s thighs tremble and Leon’s thrusts become sloppy, you know they’re both close and you’re desperate for them to come.

You somehow find the strength to suck on Ada again as she grinds into your face and clench around Leon at the same time. When they both cry out at the same time, you know you’ve done it.

Ada’s thighs squeeze around your head, holding you tightly in place as you feel Leon fill you with his come again. You’re exhausted and once Ada releases your head, you fall face first into the sheets.

Ada and Leon share a look, before Leon raises both his hands for a high five. Ada cocks her eyebrow before shaking her head, actually giving him high fives. Leon smiles like an idiot at successfully getting Ada to go along with his antics.

Leon pulls out of you and you immediately collapse, curling yourself into a fetal position on your side. Soft snores leave your lips and they both hold back their laughs. 

“I guess I don’t mind sharing as much as I used to,” Leon whispers to Ada.

“Me too.” 

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[newkatzkafe2023]

I was wondering: what would happen if the reader were a non-legitimate celestial princess and lived in heaven. Under the protection of her father, The Vermilion King of the South.

And then, when Wukong invades the celestial kingdom, he meets her, and she is very kind and respectful of her title as king. She doesn't make fun like the others, she offers him drinks and food very politely and they talk a lot.

And after all the drama, after defeating the army of 1,000 warriors, she will eat all the peaches of immortality and alcohol.

She decides to kidnap her and make her her legitimate wife, and then, she casually arrives where her dear friend and brother swears by her Macaque and tells him.

"Guess what, I have a wife!"

And Macaque type "What?..."

Mac would be surprised, he had seen Wukong conquer kingdoms, dethrone kings and humiliate celestials.

He has witnessed his anger and his bloodthirsty way of fighting, but he has never seen him interested in romance.

He was not the type to seek seduction or fall into those worldly pleasures.

He guessed that this girl must have something special, like a cute and adorable pet.

I imagine Mac being dismissive of her for some reason he doesn't know about beyond being "human."

He admits that her appearance is unique, but he still couldn't understand her brother.

But he remembered that he was the Monkey King and he did what he wanted but still

Wukong is more special, because he is not the Wukong from the journey to the west.

He is the self-centered and selfish Wukong who had everyone afraid, so he imposes himself on the reader.

And he doesn't care about the Macaque option either.

"Why is she here?"

"Because I wanted to make her my Queen."

"Because?"

"Because I am the King, do you have any problems brother?"

"No. . "

Reader is more than confused, she only knew that she was kind to the unruly Monkey King, then there was chaos.

And she ended up in a beautiful mountain of flowers and fruits, and although she is a point for beauty

He doesn't take away the fact that she is kidnapped in a nutshell.

They treat her well, her monkey subjects welcomed her with enthusiasm, crowning hers as such. However, Jian demands explanations and naively believes that it is just a joke and that Monkey King will return her to heaven but...:

"Come back? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, thank you. You can't come back"

"What!? Why not!?"

"Because you are my queen and my wife and your place is here by my side"

"But My Lord" here reader resorts to flattery and submission without success "I am grateful and honored, but my place is not here, I have a task and title assigned and..."

But the monkey does not let her finish, with a haughty and capricious attitude, Wukong downplays the importance of the words.

"Enough chattering! I said no..." the monkey says authoritatively before his new submissive wife.

Reader tenses up and looks down, the monkey just sighs in annoyance and approaches her.

"Look, I'll make it this easy for you so you can understand me, you have two options; Either make this pleasurable for both of us... Or I will destroy you like everyone else who dares to impose themselves on me, say cherry, no matter how captivating and sweet be you"

reader feels a chill

Ok Wow as great as it is to get Out of the celestial realm and away from their boring ass rules, Being sun wukong wife Doesn't sound like it's also a good option either.

First of all, he brought you away from your home like a object then a love interest Because you know kidnapping and breaking and entering and all that. It's flattering that somebody wants you to be their wife Queen by so much context was taken out of that and now you're confused And getting concerned. There are like millions of powerful and beautiful females for him,to Marry and a bunch of nobles who would bring more benefit. Yet He decided to choose you, And He has the nerve to threaten you when you clearly don't understand on what He wants with you of all people, you could play into his whole Being a humble Submissive wife and stuff because that's how you were raised and have displayed on your first meeting. But it's still a scary situation.

I don't blame Macaque for being majorly confused because he thought his brother only knew violence and destruction and death.

The nuclear Option is to just drop off the face of the earth and hope he don't find you because we know he's going to Level neighborhoods and villages trying to find you. (Don't follow my advice)

(Author's note) Sorry but I have no idea how to answer this. Can you try give an easier question but This is the best answer I can give you After looking it over that is.😥😥😥😥😥😥😥😥😥

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Kylie Jenner -- "The Babysitter" (Part 2)

Kylie Jenner x fem reader/oc

Summary: Who would have thought that anwering to a babysitter job offer for the summer to a unknown family would let to meeting someone that would move your world.

Words: 4.196

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Kylie POV

I change Stormi for a metallic bathing suit, so that I can match her and take some photos of us. We arrived in Mykonos yesterday afternoon, but we were all exhausted and all we did was have dinner together. After dinner everyone went to their room to sleep and rest for today.

Today's plan was quite simple. We would take a yacht and sail around the island, trying to have as little contact as possible with people and thus be able to enjoy some family time. 

We would spend the night on the yacht, so we had to bring a small bag with clothes and what was necessary for the night and the next day.

I already had everything ready. I am wearing a metallic gray bikini like my baby, with a short blue and white dress over it, esparto sandals and a white hat over my loose black hair. Stormi was dressed just like me, only she wasn't wearing her sun hat and she's wearing transparent children's sandals.

I also had the bag ready with tonight's clothes and tomorrow's clothes for both of them. So with the bag in one hand and my daughter's hand in the other, we walked to the outside table where is the rest of the family having breakfast?

Kylie: Good morning family.- I greet seeing most of my family sitting at the table and having breakfast.

Family: Good morning.- They greet each other happily and continue eating.

Kylie: Where are Kim and Kendall? - I ask between confused and interested, when the only ones missing are them and Kim's children and babysitter.

Khloe: They left ten minutes ago, because they already had breakfast and we had to go in different cars anyway.- she answers with a smile, as she gives True a spoon of fruit.

Kourtney: And Penelope has also gone with them, because they were going to choose the rooms and she wanted to share it with North.- she informs me, while I place food for both me and my daughter on our plates.

Kris: Anyway, we have to finish breakfast in five minutes and get on the vans.- she says looking at her wristwatch. -Because the yacht sets sail in forty minutes and the trip to the port is a little more than twenty.- she comments to us and we all nod in understanding.

We finished having breakfast and we got into two vans, since we all did not enter in one. I'm going with my daughter, Khloe, True, Dream, Kourtney and Mason. While in the other ban are my mother, Corey, Scott, Reing and Rob.

Khloe: Yesterday I couldn't ask you.- she comments turning to me, since we were in the same row. -But what did you think of Kim's new babysitter?- she asks me with a smile.

Kylie: I thought she was nice.- I answer in a simple way, without trying to tell her more.

Kourtney: Just that?- she asks me, turning around in her seat so she can see me and not turn her back on me since she is ahead of me.

Kylie: What else do you want me to say?- I ask her in my defense. -I didn't talk to her for a long time, because she was working and taking care of the children during the whole flight.- I explain to them, seeing how they both look at me with narrowed eyes.

Khloe: Well, something else girl.- she says a bit exasperated. -If you found her attractive, pretty, ugly or anything. We are not asking you much.- she says with a smile that I know very well.

Kylie: She's not ugly.- I affirm with a frown. -But I don't see why that should matter, Y/n seems friendly and quite efficient, but I don't understand what her physique comes from with her work.- I commented, trying to change the subject and evade any intention of my sisters about the girl.

Mason: Y/n is beautiful and she's very hot.- he comments with a big smile, making me give him a dirty look and the other two adults laugh.

Stormi: Y/n is very pretty.- my daughter tells from my lap.

Kylie: You should tell your son not to talk like that.- I complained to my sister, since it's a very vulgar way of referring to a woman, especially if it's about MY wife.

Wait what? MY wife, but I hardly know her and I know little more than her name, age and what she studies. What's going on in my head? She's not mine, much less my wife. She's just Kim's babysitter and nothing more than that. Although she is very attractive and her British accent turns my stomach in a good way.

Kourtney: Mason Kylie is right, you can't talk like that about a woman.- she claims to her son. -But he's not lying.- she says shrugging her shoulders.

Khloe: I agree with you Kourt, she has a body to die for and her accent is very sensual.- she tells her amused and biting her lip. -If I didn't like men so much, I assure you I would try something with her without any shame.- she says amused, making our older sister laugh and I look at her with a frown.

Kylie: That's what's stopping you from trying with her, that you like men too much? - I ask impressed and somewhat annoyed.

Khloe: Well yes.- she answers shrugging her shoulders. -I don't see any other reason why I wouldn't try something with her.- she comments without giving it much importance.

Kylie: I mean, having almost ten years more and a daughter is not an impediment for you.- I comment with a bit of irony.

Khloe: Well no, there are many couples even 30 or 40 years apart.- she tells me with a smile. -Besides that she's good with children, so I'm sure she wouldn't care much if I have a daughter or not.- she assures me with amusement and some malice.

Kylie: Whatever you say.- I say looking out the window, ending the conversation and thinking about the conversation we just had.

Ten minutes later, the van stops and parks at the entrance to the port. We got out of them, me putting my daughter on my hip and starting to walk behind my mother. The drivers will bring the bags onto the yacht, so I no longer have to carry her and I can hold my daughter in my arms.

Kris: Kim has told me that they are on the second floor where the pool is.- she tells the rest of us. -So now you choose your rooms on the lower floor and we all meet by the pool.- she orders us and gets on the yacht with Corey behind her.

We all do as he has told us, getting on the yacht and going down to the floor where the cabins are. I choose one of the first, since it is closer to the stairs and I don't have to walk that far to my room.

I enter finding a quite nice room, spacious and with what is necessary for a cabin for one night. I let the yacht bellboy drop my bag on the bed and with a little thanks he leaves the cabin. I begin to prepare myself to go up to the pool, to later prepare my daughter and be able to get together with the rest of the family.

POV You

I'm in the pool with Penelope and Kim's children, playing with them and entertaining them. We had reached the yacht almost an hour ago and still had about ten minutes to go before sailing. 

So Kim has decided to put on our swimsuits and play in the pool, so the children are entertained and tired by the end of the day.

I was with the children in the pool, along with Kendall and Kim is out sitting on one of the loungers and watching her children play. Pslam is in Kenny's arms, since he is still 2 years old and too small to let him loose in the pool. I hold Chicago when she gets tired in one arm while I play with North and Saint.

I had put on my emerald bikini, completely exposing my physique. You could clearly see my abs and the V, that thanks to all the exercise I do for soccer I have.

Khloe: The one you guys were crying foris here!- she shouts announcing her arrival and making all of us present see her.

Chicago: Tutu! - she screams excitedly from my arm, as soon as she sees her cousin and she runs towards us.

True: Chai chai! - she shouts, stopping at the edge of the pool.

Kim: About time you got here, we've been here for an hour and waiting for you all.- she complains to his sister.

Khloe: Not all of us have a sexy babysitter and brought her with us.- she comments and I can't help but laugh.

Y/n: Thanks for the sexy thing.- I appreciate jokingly, helping Chicago out of the pool so she can play with her cousin.

Khloe: Don't blame me, with that accent and that body you're almost irresistible.- she comments, staring at my abdomen when the water covers me by the waist and leaves the upper part of my body visible.

Kendall: Almost?- Confused question. -She's completely irresistible.- she tells her sister laughing and I splash her with the funny water.

Khloe: If she had a penis she would be irresistible, but since she doesn't it's an almost and a very small one.- she replies to her amused sister.

Kris: Leave the poor girl alone, Khloe.- she tells her playfully, appearing behind her with Corey behind her.

Kim: Yeah, leave my sexy babysitter alone and stop ogling her.- she orders her sister amused, who pretends to be indignant and walks to the lounger next to her.

Khloe: I'm not bothering anyone, right Y/n?- she wonders and I deny laughing.

Y/n: You don't bother me at all.- I answer with a smile, picking up Saint and taking him out into the water at his own request.

Khloe: See.- she says pointing at me with his hand. -Besides we're just kidding.- she tells her sister.

Kim: Whatever you say.- she says with a small laugh.

Kris: Let the holidays begin.- she says excitedly, with a glass in her hand and leaning back on a lounger.

Chicago returns with her cousin and I help them both get into the pool. While I watch them and play with them, Kendall and I pick up the thread of our conversation about classic cars because we both like them. 

I tell her about the dark chalk Aston Martin DB5 I own. My father gave it to me at 16 and we restored it together, as it was in very poor condition. A year later the car was like it was new and since I got my driver license that year I was able to use it from the beginning.

The only bad thing is that my car is in London and I can't use it in the United States. My parents offered to send it here, but I don't want it to break with the way Americans drive or something like that. So I prefer to use it when I come back to London and use my Jeep here.

On the other hand,Kendall owns an aquamarine 1957 Chevrolet Corvette, a red 1966 Ford Mustang convertible, a lilac purple 1964 Cadillac El Dorado convertible, and a black 1969 Chevrolet Camaro. She clearly has some awesome cars, plus she understands them and it's something we can talk about for hours.

Y/n: Well, the Austin Healey 3000 is very similar to the 1957 Chevrolet.- I comment with a smile, while I throw Chicago into the water and making her laugh.

Kendall: Yes?- she asks a little confused.

Y/n: Yes, my father has had a blue and white one for as long as I can remember.- I reply, throwing True now. -My father is fond of classics and he has always told me which car is similar to which one and even which one is better.- I commented to her, throwing Chicago again.

Kendall: What would you say is the car of your dreams?- she asks me interested, playing with Pslam in her arms and looking at me with a small smile.

Y/n: A matt black Aston Martin DBS Superleggera.- I answer her with certainty. -Yours?- I ask now, still playing with the girls and watching Saint, North and Penelope out of the corner of my eye.

Kendall: I think a 1967 Jaguar E-Type Roadster.- she answers me after a few seconds.

Y/n: It's a nice car.- I comment with a smile, and then I feel a little body throw itself onto my back and hug my neck tightly.

Kylie: Stormi be careful! - I hear the scream and when I see all the children except the one named, I already know who I have on my back.

Stormi: Hiiiii.- she greets clinging to my neck, making me and Kendall laugh at the girl.

Kendall: Hello Storm.- greets her with an amused smile.

Stormi: I want that too.- she says happily, separating from my neck and throwing herself strangely into my arms.

Y/n: What do you want little one? - I ask a bit confused.

Stormi: Throw me like Chi chi and tutu.- she tells me with a smile and I look at Kenny, who nods to me and I toss her a bit into the air so she falls into the pool.

Chicago: Me, me, me.- she says throwing herself into my hands and I throw her, then doing it with True, Stormi and Chicago again and so on for a few minutes.

Kylie POV

My eyes never leave the British girl. I closely observe how she talks animatedly with my sister and how she plays with my daughter and nieces. I can't help but watch her body over and over again, letting myself be delighted by her incredible body.

I have completely stopped disguising my looks, since I have joined the family and seen her in the pool, my eyes have been glued to her. 

Right now I don't care about my sisters, mother and family companions. Because all I can focus on is the 1.73cm, 19-year-old Brit and her abs. Who at that age has such a defined body? I do not understand it, but I will not deny that it is a gift for the eyes and for the imagination.

Kim: Stop violating my babysitter with your eyes.- she whispers in my ear and I turn my face towards her, looking at her badly.

Kylie: I'm not doing any of that, I'm watching my daughter and making sure nothing happens to her.- I say and I turn my gaze to where the girls are, but looking at my daughter this time.

Kim: Umjm, I'll pretend I didn't see you bite your lip and press your thighs together while you were staring at Y/n's abs.- she whispers again in amusement and turns to face the pool.

Kylie: Shut up.- I growl at her and go to Instagram on my phone.

The rest of the day goes by quickly, with the adults drinking and having fun, while the children play and are entertained with Y/n. I have to admit that all damn day, I haven't been able to go more than five minutes without looking at the nanny and her perfect everything. 

From the perfection of her smile, to her beautiful brown hair, her defined abdomen, her beautiful ass and all of her perfect being.

I know that Kim has caught me more than once, since she sends me suggestive looks and some reversed smile. But she hasn't said anything out loud yet again and she hasn't mentioned it to the rest of my sisters. So I have time to be calm, without my four sisters being on top of me and teasing me every second.

But I think Kendall has started to realize it too, since from time to time her eyes found mine on the girl and she looked at me somewhat thoughtfully. 

All because she has been with Y/n almost all day, helping her take care of the children and talking to her. Which if I'm honest, makes me a little jealous and it's not for less, since Kenny is a Victoria's Secret model and everyone loves her.

Kylie: I'm going to sleep.- I say with a bit of difficulty, now being 2 in the morning and because tomorrow I'll have a horrible hangover if I stay longer.

Khloe: Don't go yet, bitch!- she yells at me from the opposite sofa. -Take another shot with us and let's have fun, we're on vacation.- she says excitedly and clearly drunk.

Kylie: You drink that shot, I'm going to sleep and avoid looking like a zombie in the morning.- I say getting up and staggering a little with a little laugh.

Kourtney: Well be careful, don't fall overboard and be unlucky that your implants don't float.- she comments amused, causing laughter and some strange noise from those present due to drunkenness.

Kylie: Honey it's all real.- I say pointing to my body. -The one with the boob surgery is you, so be careful, those must already be expired and I'm sure they'll end up sinking you.- I say with a muffled laugh, pointing to her breasts and high-fiving Ken and Klo.

Kendall: That's my little sister.- she says, still laughing.

Kylie: Good night bitches.- I say goodbye and walk to the floor of the rooms.

As I walk the corridors of the yacht, I hold on to the walls and try to avoid a painful fall. When I get to the cabins I try to open my door a couple of times, but it resists me and does not open.

Kylie: Stupid door.- I mumble while trying to open it. -You only have two jobs, to open and close yourself and you don't even know how to do that.- I say staring at the door and giving it the middle finger.

I keep trying to open the door, while muttering insults and obscenities at the door. But this stays unfazed and still does not open. Until suddenly, the door opens from the inside and my mouth drops open in total surprise.

Y/n: Do you need something? - she asks hoarsely, rubbing her left eye with her hand and only in a wide short-sleeved shirt which is just below the butt.

Kylie: What are you doing in my room? - I ask confused, after getting out of my head and staggering a bit.

Y/n: I think you're making a mistake.- she comments with a beautiful laugh and I'm staring at her. -This is my room, yours is the one in front and has the number 3.- she says pointing behind my back.

Kylie: I like your laugh.- I comment gawking, ignoring what she told me and focusing on her face.

Y/n: Thank you?- funny and somewhat confused.

Kylie: You're very pretty.- I assure her with a goofy smile, staring between her eyes and her thin but soft-looking and plump lips.

Y/n: Do you want me to help you? - she asks even more amused and I just nod watching her. -Have you had a lot to drink?- she asks placing her hands on my shoulders and turning me around.

Kylie: I haven't drunk a single drop.- I answer holding back my laughter and clearly lying. -I just got dizzy.- I assure her, nodding my head at what i'm saying.

Y/n: I'm sure that's it.- she says, carefully opening the door of my room and guiding me into the cabin.

Kylie: Are you going to sleep with me?- I ask hopefully, like a little girl.

Y/n: Shhh.- she whispers close to my ear. -Stormi is asleep and it's better not to talk too loud.- she whispers again, causing chills in my body and getting me into the bathroom. -Now sit on the toilet.- she orders, pointing to the cup and looking at the things on the sink.

Kylie: But will you sleep with me?- I ask again with a pout, doing what she ordered and sitting on the toilet.

Y/n: I don't think it's the right thing to do.- she answers without looking at me, looking through my makeup products and looking for something between them.

Kylie: But I want to.- I whimpered a bit, running my eyes all over her body and trying to see under her shirt.

Y/n: I don't think you want to put a stranger in your bed with you and your daughter.- she points out the last thing, taking something and approaching me with it.

Kylie: You are not unknown.- I assure with certainty. -You are Y/n, you are 19 years old, you study architecture and I don't remember what else at UCLA, you play soccer, you are British; which is very sexy because of the accent and you work as a babysitter for my sister Kim. - I list with my fingers, watching how she denies amused and kneels between my legs.

Y/n: Even so, you don't know me.- she assures me with a smile, taking a make-up remover wipe from the package and bringing it closer to my face.

Kylie: And neither do you, but you are removing my makeup and helping me.- I say as if it were a point of weight. -Besides that you're between my legs and with this dress I'm sure you're seeing everything.- I say with a suggestive smile and she laughs, shaking her head.

Y/n: You're something else Kylie.- she assures fun, gently grabbing my chin and starting to remove my makeup.

Kylie: But I can be your something else.- I assure moving my eyebrows up and down suggestively and listening to her hoarse laugh.

Y/n: I think that tomorrow you will regret having this conversation.- she assures with a smile, concentrating on what she is doing and biting her lip for concentration.

Kylie: I'll only regret it if I don't do something.- I say with confidence.

Y/n: And what is it? if I can know .- asks curiously and I bite my lip in response.

But instead of telling her I just show her. I grab her face by the cheeks with both hands, pulling her to me and connecting our lips in a simple kiss. 

I close my eyes during the kiss, feeling the warmth and softness of her lips and the turmoil of emotions that a simple kiss is generating inside me.

Kylie: That.- I answer almost without a voice when I break away from the kiss, resting my forehead against hers and keeping my eyes closed.

Y/n: I... I'm... not but... but what? - she asks confused, separating our foreheads and making me open my eyes to see her.

Kylie: I like you a lot and I was going to regret it if I didn't kiss you.- I explain with a small smile, looking at her eyes and seeing a certain brightness in them.

Y/n: But I'm just the babysitter.- she says confused and I frown at that.

Kylie: And what has to do with it.- I say a little annoyed. -I like you, not what you work on or what you study, i like you and nothing else.- I assure pulling her neck and bringing her face closer to mine. -Sooo, do you wanna sleep with me? - I ask again with a smile.

Y/n: I like you a lot too, but I don't know if it's appropriate and a bit hasty.- she responds somewhat insecurely.

Kylie: Shut up and do what I ask.- I order and I kiss her again, but this time more deeply.

After kissing for a while, she finishes removing my makeup and helping me put on my night creams. I changed into some feminine white boxers and a wide blue stormiworld t-shirt to sleep. Y/n helps me get into bed with my daughter and finishes tucking me in.

Kylie: Where are you going? - I ask confused, grabbing her hand when she separates and starts to walk away.

Y/n: To sleep in my room.- she responds a little nervous.

Kylie: Stop fooling around and come inside.- I ordered with a smile, pulling her hand hard and forcing her to get into bed behind me. -Now hug me and be the big spoon.- I tell her and I turn around, turning my back and hugging my daughter to my chest.

Y/n: Bossy.- she murmurs in an almost inaudible way, passing her arms under my neck and over my waist.

Kylie: I've heard you.- I say giving her an elbow in the stomach.

Y/n: Besides being bossy, your aggressive too.- she assures with a very soft laugh.

Kylie: Keep going so you'll know what aggressiveness is.- I assure her, closing my eyes and relaxing in her arms. -Good night.- I whisper, feeling the heaviness of more eyes.

Y/n: Good night.- she whispers back, leaving a kiss on my shoulder and yawning against it.

And that's how I slept for the first time with my now fiancée. No one would say that this temporary babysitter would become my girlfriend and later my fiancée, with whom I would later marry. 

We would move to a house that she has designed herself and with which I would have two more biological boys and three more biological girls, besides Stormi for my part.

THE END

[unicornjoking1111]

POWER (the nine fundamental aspects)

(Appearance,money,personality,social group/connections,physical health,mental health,popularity/fame,education,rich parents)

The information i am about to share with you is based on my views and its up-to you to whether take it in or not.

I know its irrelevant to talk about these things in this loa/void community but idk i felt like posting it PLUS i moslty have followers from this community (this is based on 3d as it has nothing to do with loa/void)

These things are there in "real" life and we are aware of it.. but i wish someone have told me these things

The things i am gonna share with you might hurt to some since i am gonna share you the "reality" of life

Please excuse me for my bad english...

In this fundamental aspects if you have more than 2 or 3 you have reached your goal in achieving your power

This post is like an introduction but i will add only about the topic appearance here and will be making new posts about other stuff

1) Appearance

I think pretty privilege is the right word for it! we have seen on social media that appearance has a huge role in making our life more easier and get away with things much easier and faster!

Appearance also correlates with other fundamental aspects such as social group/connections,money,popularity/fame and personality

In the topic of power appearance is one of the top 3!

pretty privilege as google says "a concept used to examine the economic, social, and political advantages or benefits that are made to both men and women solely based on their physical appearance."

when your pretty life gets easier! u will have more friends, people will treat you better,people will start to respect you and think you in a positive light which leads to greater social connections, even marry a rich guy/girl,brings you fame,get away with anything even if you did something wrong (please don't take advantage of your pretty privilege :D)

being pretty does not bring you genuine connection as there are disadvantages of its own!

pretty is subjective due to the cultural aspects of what is deemed attractive in society!

in terms of 2000's the beauty standard is skinny and blond but now we are in 2024 the beauty standard has changed in terms of accepting other aspects of beauty and the skinny and blond still remains beautiful up to this point!

is it unfair to keep this "beauty" standard? yes

is it necessary to change our self to fit into the standard? no

you can choose what you want to look like and how you want to look like there is nothing like i have be this to be accepted

dont be delusional into thinking "i love the way i am" when your really not! its like forcing yourself to like something which you actually dont like

beauty is real and we are humans after all! we choose this because that's what is pleasing to the eye

you can change how you look like! its not like you will be stuck with the way you are forever and our human body is always changing! so do what you gotta do! give it some love and don't be harsh with it!

you want to use your pretty privilege by becoming a model,social media influencer,be a pretty wife etc... do it! (mind you there will be negatives of its own)

The Standard

ok this part of the section is gonna be really sensitive and not a lot of people talk about this.. i dont even wanna express my views here cause this is the reality i faced... idk if yall bash me for it but atleast there gotta be someone who has to be honest..

Skinny

so.. being skinny gives you privilege! let me tell you why! i am a skinny person myself and my parents tell me to eat more cause i am "skinny" but the truth is being skinny is a privilege and a standard! i know a friend of mine who is so beautiful and her body is goals! but she told me she is fat and want to be skinny.. it makes me sad that someone so beautiful wants to be skinny.. its really hard but its the truth! even models and the social media influencers are skinny and it is accepted.. i get complimented by people who tells me that they want to be skinny like me.. it was a shock!

if i tell this to anyone who are not skinny they look at me with a weird face saying "you dont know how its like being fat and no one wants that except if you have big private part that's why people compliment you for being skinny". i am sorry for the people who calls themselves fat i just hate it man...

colurism

godddd! if your an asian i am so sorry! but a lot of Asians might relate to this one! its about being "white".

yes us Asians are so obsessed with white skin tone but the more shocking part is western people wants to be tan!!!!

idk bro i am so shocked i have no words honestly! for gods sake we are in 2024 and this colurism part sucks!!! like sucks sucks -.-

colurism is the part which hit me like bomb and ruined my childhood! i had black skin tone but i had to force myself to get rid of my shade and i did.. i went from black to white brown kinda combo... i had a lot of trauma with it.. my mom who used to beat me more for my appearance loves me now when i changed my color and now more "beautiful" to my mothers eye... this is one of the disgusting things i had to face when deep down i am hurt to the core..

but somehow being white is like the safe zone and an advantage apart from the tan or black color.. i think in 2024 people start to notice brownish or tan color to be attractive and more accepted.. but the black skin tone is never accepted and no change unless you have features (featurism such as eyes,nose etc..) which are considered attractive and accepted.. so the only way for people with black skin tone to get away with things is to have features which are accepted which sucks!!! i mean not only for black even for brownish/tan skintone.. idk about for people who have white skin tone.. i think you can have any features u want if your skinny..

i hate to write this part cause i am disgusted!!! i hate it so much but this is the privilege and this is the reality we are living in...

featurism

idk a lot about features and what is the standard nowadays.. i think having a small nose and plumpy lips are attractive..? idk man..

i think people with normal features are considered a pretty privilege..? like for example if you have (eye misalignment or anything which stands apart.?) its most likely not accepted as far as i have seen in real life but in modeling industry u can get away with it as they want unique features.

ya the "normal" features are considered beautiful? not much educated in this matter.

Final

yes this is the final part.. i think i have given you much awareness of whats considered a pretty privilege? choose what you want to do.. but i beg you to be gentle and don't be harsh with yourself.. change is ok but you need to have your own permission to allow to change and that's the first priority if you want to gain pretty privilege!

if you want.. i can tell you tips for a good self care routine (comment down if you want)? comment down on your views on this! negatives or positives its accepted.

[taichissu]

17, 36, and 49 for the ask meme!

17. Favorite Harugumi Play

if there are a thousand clockwork's heartbeat fans i am one of them, if there are a hundred clockwork's heartbeat fans i am one of them, if there are ten clockwork's heartbeat fans i am one of them, if there are no clockwork's heartbeat fans i am dead

36. Favorite Doodle

genuinely lose my mind any time i see tsumugi's zabi or citron's fucking uyu creature (honrs)

49. Any favorite Quotes/Trivia?

this one got a bit long so under cut

i'm not actually sure how to answer this one bc there are so MANY trivia i love and i simply don't know how to choose a favorite

i guess some of my favorite trivia (most of it turned out to be akigumi-centered but don't judge me for it too much i just think about them a lot) + (most are pretty well-known, but there might also be some obscure ones, i have no way of knowing what's common knowledge in this fandom anymore):

according to itaru, chikage secretly owns like a shit ton of rabbit trinkets (his last name is a play on words btw, utsuki is written as 卯木 with 卯 meaning rabbit, and additionally it's very close to 嘘つき (usotsuki) which means liar)

my favorite personas the guys become when drunk: kazunari (becomes a formal-speaking senpai), homare (becomes an emotional crybaby (me too)), omi (becomes the mad wolf), banri (becomes a giggly mess, the social kinda drunk who thinks everything you say is the funniest thing in the whole world), juza (becomes extremely honest), the theater idiot trio (tsumugi, tasuku, and izumi; talk about nothing but theater lol)

kumon is a health nut, he's really into working out and eating properly (which is funny considering his brother probably tries to drink shampoo on a weekly basis)

itaru, kumon, hisoka, and homare are all left-handed

kumon is the only one in mankai who azami doesn't use an honorific for - this would be because they met before formally introducing themselves at mankai, so azami can't help but see kumon as younger than himself

according to drama cd, kumon has zero knowledge about cooking and is absolutely useless in the kitchen

it was said before that banri and his sister have very similar faces, but in the marie antoinette event, banri says that he thought he'd pass well as a girl because of that and yet he still looks like a man

banri's sister's favorite mankai members are omi and juza lol she seems to be into muscular guys

banri is the only member of akigumi who's the youngest sibling

that being said, azami is the only member of akigumi who's an only child (everyone else in akigumi is big brothers!)

juza used to be a member of shogi club when in o-high but he was a ghost member and we don't know if he can even play it lol

banri is lowkey obsessed with soy milk for whatever reason and drinks it everyday lol (is it bc of those 2cm juza holds over him?)

another one about juza; it was stated that out of everyone the dorms, he has the worst quality of sleep - this aligns with the fact that according to banri he snores and grinds his teeth in his sleep, which usually results in people sleeping badly

mi-chan's (taichi's little sister) favorite mankai member is azami, ma-kun's (taichi's little brother) is yuki - this makes taichi depressed that he's neither of their favorites

out of mankai: the best (?) singer is juza, and the worst singer is omi (at least based off karaoke score lol banri is still in denial about it)

additionally kumon said that his only good subjects in school were PE and music, so that would imply both of the hyodo brothers have natural musical talent

everyone in akigumi can play at least one musical instrument (first shown in the 2nd anniversary musical etude, later revisited in the rad red)

banri: guitar

juza: guitar / drums

taichi: keyboard / guitar

omi: drums

sakyo: bass

azami: guitar / bass

other than that, i believe yuki can also play the piano, and matsukawa is the MVP

taichi can draw well! (he's probably the only one in mankai who can draw despite not really having a reason to or showing any explicit interest in it (like kazu being an art student, yuki being a designer, muku liking manga))

in my worst wedding, olivia's heels are 5cm high, taichi couldn't move freely when he tried 6.5cm on, and since olivia had to move a lot during the final action scene, yuki settled for 5cm

speaking of my worst wedding, banri is the one helping taichi with the quick costume change before the finale (he got a private make-up training from azami himself to ensure he'd do it properly!)

according to azami; azuma, yuki, and banri have the best skin condition in the dorms

taichi doesn't care to buy his own skincare products and steals banri's lol

tsumugi and chikage have a sort of tense relationship, since tsumugi is a pro at reading people and chikage will do anything not to be read lol

hisoka has heterochromia - he doesn't care to keep it a secret but sakyo made him ensure that he keep it that way to boost his popularity as ミステリアスな人 and keep people on their toes

homare is in great shape because of his experience with ballroom dancing which requires great stamina and core strength

here's the (possibly incomplete) list of characters who are confirmed to have been in relationships in the past: izumi, tsumugi, homare (seriously?? so few?? i must be missing things asklfjsalkf)

here's the list of mankai members who have numbers in their names: chikage (1000), misumi (3), kazunari (1), kumon (9), banri (10,000), juza (10), taichi (1), guy (100,000,000,000,000,000,000)

i was trying to keep this in some sort of order but i literally just started rambling off the top of my head and all the structure flew out the window </3 anyway, sorry for such a lengthy list, i have a hard time choosing a favorite so i just ended up talking about everything i like </33333

thank you for asking anyway!

[fantomette22]

Can you make the top of all Byrgenwerth scholars from least to most smart, responsible student? I know your Laurence doubles as a teacher but I think he counts as a student too iirc. And maybe describe more about how they behave in the class

Oh following this post I'm guessing.

Well I'm really bad at choice and making top/choose an order. But I can try XD

Also being "smart" or intelligent is really subjectif and depend on way too many things. Plus you know some school system are really not well made for some people. Clearly I don't wanna do a huge 4h essay on that so I will just go with who have the worst to best grades x)

As for the responsible ones who do all their classes/homeworks + have a serious attitude in class. I might add outside class to difference them too XD

Grades : So I tried to make an order but it really depend sometimes it depends of the classes/ years really.

Rom : Poor girl got the lowest grade ;-; she's trying hard. In some subject she have good marks but in the general stuff it's just above the average if not really low. University is not super adapt to her. Also got you see 8km2 fanart (I love it) well I got inspired and that's what happen to her. Everyone train her but it didn't work in the end 😭 Also in high school my notes in maths were so bad because it's harder in scientific field. I pass my big 18y diploma with 7/20 in maths help. But hey in got like 11/20 at university and I think above 15 in my sandwich course so believe in your dreams!

Gehrman : So for me, while the other are students he's closer to a "free auditor" Idk how you call that in English : he can joined some really specific conferences and listen to those classes but don't have exam on it. But he was a students alongside Laurence, I guess he got a basic diploma perhaps (or none) but it would be useless. He didn't got the best of grades too but he try! he often asked Laurence for help about things or terms he didn't understood while in class. He had a decent education for a Yharnamite and always read tons of books as a child but he only get to Byrgenwerth after working a few years abroad as a young adult (when he got enough money to pay for a few classes after a few years). He really wanted to just learn things more than exceed really.

This 3 next are pretty average too and good. I am unsure for the order as well so not sure it mean too much :

Ludwig : Ludwig is stronger in sportive and outside class for exemple but still have decent results.

Damian : Damian is basically the normal average students possible but I think might be quite good too

Charles : (my dear cainhurst oc) he had great results too but you know he didn't push himself too much as well.

Maria /Laurence : Unsure which one to put above (Laurence perhaps? I mean he got a doctorate so if you look at it that way) they both had really great results and a good scholarship in general. Plus it also depends the years. What I mean by that is that Laurence first years were not great at all then excel later on. Maria had great results since the beginning but without wanting to reveal to much a semester was quite a mess for her... then it got better again.

Micolash : I guess Mico would be quite smart yeah? (maybe a bit above in the top idk) Like he could have a big ego but he would right lmao. So I'm unsure where he's placed but yep good grades for Mico.

Caryll is a gifted student of course they got the best grades most of the time.

Not counting Willem but I guess he had quite good results, Liam (gatekeeper) would be moderate like Patches if he make effort probably and poor Dores know lot of stuff and procedure but don"t ask her to write an essay she will probably eat the paper from anger XD

Responsible students : I'm really unsure how to class them soi'm doing my maximum here XD

Patches is probably the worst responsible person ever...but more like not responsible for his actions senses XD

Charles : You know the cool guy who don't pay attention all the time in class, go on many parties, show off attitude still got good results? yep it's him.

Laurence : basically the same as Charles as the beginning of his scholarship if not worse. But his grades were bad. He got his things together after a while thankfully. thank you Gehrman, again Still he still miss a few homeworks and didn't went to all his class and didn't pay attention everytime XD but hey he made it! (That's why he can't be too mad at students who don't listen he did worst XD)

Ludwig/Maria/Caryll : I guess when Caryll don't day dream and forgot a homework they're serious and on point XD same for Ludwig. Maria rarely miss a a thing too. But this 3 do get in troubles sometimes XD and it's generally big mess over their comprehension

Rom/Micolash : Well for Rom, daddy is literally the headmaster so um... (I know it's not an excuse, Laurence is like the adoptive son and miss class at first and all but still)... So yeah even if it's hard she try to do things as much as possible. The only times she missed classes (besides your typical appointment/being sick) is when she need to go save her friends's ass from weird bugs & spiders XD the excuses Mico, Damian & patches yes came up with so she could exit class are always gold! And I think Mico always almost did his things like a nice lil students.

Gehrman/ Damian : You know the parent/ big sibling of the group? XD they almost never missed a class and try to do every work.If Damian ever miss smt it's the other fault and probably Micolash's

And how they behave in class? Well I think I already talk about it earlier, a lot are calm, in group it's a mess XD or some get bored and do smt else. Sorry I will probably develop more an other day perhaps or if I wrote about it well it will be more detailed that day!

[belen521]

🥞tea and pancakes🍵

Unfortunately Rocky had no money, but fortunately Lacy decided to choose the place since it had a 100% discount that Wick had given her.

Waitress: What are you going to order?

Lacy: 2 pancakes with a tea and a?

Rocky: an espresso coffee with double the amount of coffee and maple honey

Lacy: yes that

Waitress: okay????....

Lacy: Wow, what strange tastes you have, Rocky.

Rocky: Your palate is not as refined as mine.

Lacy: ha ha how funny *said with a sarcastic tone trying to hide a smile*

Rocky: No, seriously, I thought you would like coffee better since you spend day and night working.

Lacy: the truth is that I have never been a big fan of coffee, changing the subject, what did you want to tell me?

Rocky: You see, I think we could reach an agreement, since you don't want Mitzy to be with Wick and I don't want Wick to be with Mitzy, we could try to "spoil" their next date.

Lacy: interesting, I know when his next appointment will be.

Rocky: really!! *Said very excited*

Lacy:yep it will be tomorrow from 6:00 pm until 9:00 pm since Wick has to finish signing some papers and-

Rocky: wow you sure have your eye on Wick

Lacy: I am in charge of organizing every detail, paper or review of anything to see if it is real, he is only responsible for attending or signing them

Rocky: wow that's a lot of work

Lacy: yes, yes it is

Waitress: Here's your pancake and tea, then I'll bring you the rest.

Lacy: ha ha, now I'm better for not having tastes as refined as yours

Rocky: It's not fair.

Lacy: well, what do you do?

Rocky: I...I dedicate myself to....to

Lacy: Come on, just say it, I know you're going to get Mitzy's coffee *winked my eye to make him understand that I already knew he was looking for the alcohol*

Rocky: how did you know?

Lacy: A few days ago Mitzy gave Wick a special "coffee" and said that he almost didn't bring it because one of his employees ruined them on the way, and considering that he only has you and freckles it's very easy to deduce, they must pay you very well

Rocky: I'll just say that I can't even afford a place to sleep.

Lacy: and why are you still there then?

Rocky: why do you work in your free hours?

Lacy: I already understood

Waitress: Here's your coffee and pancakes.

Rocky: finally *said while devouring 3 pancakes in one bite*

Once they finished eating and perfecting their plan, they said their goodbyes but didn't notice that Ivy and Freckles had arrived shortly after.

Lacy: Goodbye Rocky

Rocky: goodbye Lacy *said while walking to his car*

Freckles: *touches Rocky's shoulder*

Rocky: WHO'S THERE?!!!! *Screams, letting out his crazy side a little*

Freckles: Whoa, whoa, calm down buddy, it's just me, freckles.

Rocky: because you treat me like I'm a child

Ivy and Freckles seemed surprised to see that Rocky was no longer as bad as before, they immediately realized that sometimes he had that crazy side and other times he didn't.

Ivy: Hey, we saw you, aren't you going to introduce us to your girl Romeo?

Freckles: If Rocky saw it all, when are you going to introduce them to us?

Rocky: What?

Freckles: Oh come on, you run away from us when you're too sick to tell your girl what happened to you and she invites you to lunch.

Rocky: WHAT?!! I didn't just come to get some air and-

Ivy: anyway it wasn't right to run away like that, we looked for you everywhere, you can't imagine HOW WORRIED WE WERE!!!

Freckles: If you just wanted to go out for a while, you could have told us

Rocky: you didn't leave me for a second-

Ivy:shhhh be quiet let's go home you have to take your medicine and then go to sleep

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Chapter 1

[tokiro07]

Cipher Academy ch.41 thoughts

[You Have Chosen...Wisely]

Danny, you're doing...what I believe and hope to be a good job for the most part, but dude, what the hell? Is Yonakiuguisu's sister's name "Invicious" or "Amvicious"? As far as I can find, you don't have a twitter like David Evelyn, which would be really helpful for putting out statements to acknowledge things like that

God, this really is Medaka Box all over again...I still see people calling the nurse Aoiki instead of Aoki!

Last week, I didn't make any definitive statement on which choice that Iroha would make, but I did suggest that if he chose the dancer over his friend, he'd do it because that's what the friend would do. I was close, but not quite right: he chose the dancer because he wouldn't be able to face his friend if he'd abandoned someone else, and only wants to see his friend after achieving his dream of ending all wars

This is pretty typical shonen stuff, and definitely a Nisio move (see: Hitoyoshi not marrying Medaka for ten years until he proved he was her equal), but man it's a narrative choice that I eat up. That sort of conviction is always something that makes characters easy to get invested in since it gives more weight to their goals, and it provides a lot of opportunity for drama, like the two of them having a chance reunion before that time or otherwise being forced together at a low point for Iroha

It also helps recontextualize Iroha's original statement that he wants to end all wars. Originally, I thought it was something he just said to appease Oboro, or maybe that he was inspired by Kogoe, but now I'm thinking that Am/Invicious is actually the one who inspired him. What she said or did doesn't really matter right now, but whatever it was, I think that's what's shaped all of Iroha's actions up to this point. Protecting Kogoe, choosing not to use the Glasses Weapon, picking Kasuri during the Casse-Tete Quartet, all of that could well be an attempt to emulate [X]vicious, and our meeting her will make many of the pieces of Iroha's character fall into place (the rest of course will be put in place by meeting his dad)

Also, she's definitely First Girl. The Childhood Friend. The gold standard by which all other girls in the Cipher Acadaharem will be judged. Or they're too close for that to even be an option, who knows, but I'm willing to bet that at least Anonymity or Kasuri are gonna get competitive

Speaking of Anonymity, I'm sad to see that she's not in the starting lineup, but she's gotten so much shine lately that I can't complain. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, after all, so it's going to be fun to see her return, especially since I'm more than willing to bet that it'll be as a member of Class F's team to capitalize on that plot point

I also love that Hanagoromo is the one to join from Class E; she's easily been the one from that class with the most presence, both in that she's reappeared a number of times (seen when Iroha recruited Yugata to the Trilemma and during the Trilemma itself), AND was hiding during every major story beat prior to her introduction. Her gimmick is super fun, her sniper imagery is inventive, and gosh darnit, she's just really pretty. I think she's my 4th cutest (Anonymity, Yosaimura, Yugata), but that's subject to change

I enjoyed Oboro's deference to Kasuri before joining the team too, it's a nice little callback to their shared introductory story. That's all I really have to say on the subject for now, but I might revisit it later

It looks like we're going to be entering the metaverse next week, but honestly I won't be surprised if Nisio finds a way to stall for a few more chapters. We're so close to the 1-year anniversary, and that seems like a milestone he'd want to time a little better. Either he's going to stall, or he's going to use the anniversary for something specific within the metaverse. Since we don't know yet what the metaverse is going to be like, I can't really hazard a guess on how it will alter the dynamic of the story, but it really does feel a lot like how it felt waiting to get to the Grand Line in One Piece. It's only the starting line, but it feels like a huge payoff in and of itself

[talesofsorrowandofruin]

Characters Out of Context Tag

Thanks for tagging me, @writernopal! :D

Rules: Include one character quote of your choosing ⁠from each chapter of your WIP (or as many chapters as you'd like). Give absolutely no context, save for what's between two parts of an interrupted sentence, should that occur. You may mention who said it. Have fun! No pressure!

These are from Silver Glass (under the cut because this got longer than expected):

Prologue:

"Am I to pack my bags?" Eames asked.

Chapter 1:

"I take it they didn't marry for love," he observed.

Chapter 2:

By now Yo-han was just about sick of this business. As soon as they were safely away he snapped, "You had better be leading me to the front door this time."

Chapter 3:

Yo-han poured himself another cup of tea. "I suspect it means Mr. Lennox wants me to judge for myself if his wife is trying to murder him."

Chapter 4:

David tried to change the subject. "Gibson complained rabbits are eating his cabbages again. He wants me and McCullagh to help him shoot them. Can I borrow your gun tomorrow?"

Chapter 5:

"But what does it mean?" Eames asked. "Half grim? Baron nine thirds? That's not a proper fraction!"

Chapter 6:

The dining room windows faced over the lough. Mr. Seo looked out at the other bank as if he expected to find the answer there. "Miss Patton, do you have a boat?"

Chapter 7:

When they reached the path that ran past Phil's house, she couldn't stand it any more. "I won't repeat what Miss Bennett said. Not even to Vi. Especially not to Vi."

Chapter 8:

"Do you think this is a time for play-acting and putting on such a… a ridiculous pantomime?" was what he said next.

Chapter 9:

Eames drew his breath in sharply. "You know almost everything," he said, apparently to himself. He still hadn't let go of Lennox. He rubbed his thumb almost absently over the back of Lennox's hand. "How did you find that out?"

Flashback 1:

"Go to the American embassy at Alexandretta," Sahak says. "A British warship is coming to save us. But dress him," he jerks his head in Davit's direction, "as a girl. They're killing all the men and boys."

Flashback 2:

"Really?" Alec looks startled. "I assumed you were Greek."

Flashback 3:

"I don't drink." Dzovik looks annoyed, maybe at having something in common with Alec.

Chapter 10:

Alec's breath hitched. Davit felt his heartbeat speed up. "Davit, do you understand? I'm sorry you killed her because… I don't know how to say it. I'm sorry for the effect it's had on you. If I could change the past I would stop you killing her to save you, not her."

Epilogue:

Leopold Colman hung his hat beside the door and took off his coat as he answered. "Better than the last one. Miss O'Hara managed to get one out of twenty lines right, and that idiot Jefferson has finally figured out which side of the stage to enter from. With any luck we'll be able to get through the first act without being booed off."

Open tag for anyone who wants to do this! ;D

[fnafpro52]

OC QUESTIONNAIRE THING

Unlike the last questionnaire, I'm gonna be doing this with another OC of mine, Audrey Cryla, over Deraj.

What is your favorite thing to do to avoid responsibility?

"Mm... avoiding responsibility isn't really something I allow myself to do... I guess, on the rare occasion, it would be... acting oblivious?"

If you could choose anyone in the world to be your sibling who would it be?

"I definitely view several of my friends and allies in a similar light to a sibling. But out of all of them... probably Mortifer. She's... the most like me, I guess."

What is the most sublime thing you have ever eaten and why?

"Deraj once dared me to eat something he called a 'jalepeno.' I didn't realize why until I actually took a bite. I have never tasted anything more spicy in my entire life. Kaeden said it was probably because I come from a 'fantasy' world or something, to which Deraj confirmed."

What was the worst day of your life?

"...The day I lost my family. Moving on."

What is your worst nightmare?

"Worst nightmare? Hm... losing my newly found friends and allies. I lost my family, and I'm not losing another one."

If a monster asked you your worst nightmare what would you tell it and why?

"I would not answer. Why would I willingly give something that most likely wants my head hold over me?"

Would you give away secret information if tortured? Be honest.

"...Perhaps eventually? I've never been tortured, but I can imagine what it would be like. It may take a lot, but I imagine I would eventually crack."

Who could you trust most with a secret?

"Statistically, probably Erelm. Even if he wasn't mute, he's not overly sociable in the first place. Not to mention, he kept his real name a secret from us for years until finally telling us."

You have been caught somewhere you shouldn’t be! Quick, what is your excuse?

"Uh... I can't think of anything... it would depend on where I've been caught and the circumstances. Provided context, I could probably think of something."

How good is your sleep schedule?

"I try my best to keep a healthy one. Granted, the universe doesn't always grant me such peace, but I try regardless."

Do you have any siblings? If so, is your relationship good?

"...I had one... My brother, Eryx. We, uh, had a fine enough relationship. Didn't really interact with each other as we grew older, but... yeah..."

What’s the toughest time you had to endure growing up?

"Working on a farm with my mother and grandmother. Granted, I couldn't really do much as a young girl, but I tried where I could!"

What’s your relationship with your family like?

"...No comment."

Do you have any hobbies? If so, what ones?

"Reading, studying, stuff like that. Deraj actually has a really fascinating shelf full of books of various subjects in his office, which is something I never really expected of him."

Do you dream often? What do you dream about?

"Hm. My dreams tend to range between dreadful nightmares to ominous messages from the future to tranquil peace. I much prefer the latter to the two former ones."

Have you ever been in love?

"Not... that I can remember?"

What is your least favorite thing in the world?

"Unnecessary violence, especially if it leads to murder."

What is your pet peeve?

"I once had a pet peeve about Deraj lacking a proper hobby outside of combat-related training, but I don't think that I would be annoyed by such a thing again."

Would you consider yourself different?

"A... rather broad question... I... guess so? I mean, the majority of my friends and allies are humans, while I am a half-elf. Although I guess our group also includes a hybrid between a robot and a sentient plant, so maybe not."

How far would you go to save a loved one?

"As far as I possibly can, no matter the risk."

Would you team up with your worst enemy if it was your only option?

"I would if the scenario was that despairingly dangerous. Although I would keep my guard up."

What is the worst insult you can give?

"Uh, heh, insults aren't, um, really my strong suit. I've never felt the need to verbally injure someone. That's more up to Deraj's speed."

What is the nicest thing someone could say to you?

"...I don't know. I'd be perfectly happy with baseline compliments."

Are you a jealous person?

"No, I wouldn't consider myself to be one."

Have you ever committed a crime?

"No... I think... I'm fairly confident... I'm somewhat sure..."

Are you neat or messy?

"Um, I was going to say 'more neat than messy,' but I remember my desk's condition back at my old childhood home... yeah, generally more messy."

How do you feel about crying? Let it out or hold it in?

"I'm completely with letting my tears fall. In my personal opinion, crying makes you stronger as a person."

Who do you live for? Why?

"My friends and allies, as I have already mentioned. Deraj has told me before about my 'unwavering loyalty,' something he commended me for. That may be why."

Who has betrayed you most?

"As much as I hate to admit it, probably Deraj. He's lied to me, and everyone around him, for that matter, more about himself and his past more than once. I know, I know, it's not standard betrayal, but it's the closest thing I can think of!"

What style of accessories do you wear? Is it willingly?

"Accessories? Well, most prominently, I wear a silver necklace with a blue charm around my neck. It's a family heirloom, the last thing my grandmother gave me before she passed on. But other than that? Nothing, really."

[xoteajays]

See? Talking about school is boring.. School is a boring subject to me.

~

Traditionally, if I ever did create an Alice In Wonderland character, the first character would be my version of Alice... Which I could still do for one of my characters. Or I could just kill Arisu for that role. But that is like a whole ridiculous situation though. There is too many characters in Wonderland, yet I can't seem to pick a couple for some reason. So I am seriously hating this right now. What the fuck. Maybe I should get to rewatching Borderlands for some ideas then. And I know dormice's the easiest one but that characters seems to be used by many people - including you. So part of me thinks... I don't even know what I think.

I knew the two girls were the Tweedles. If I used any of the animals, in the same of animals characters who weren't already used by anyone - for whatever reason, then I would have to choose gryphon over turtle.

See! You confused their names. But Tatta's his name, I actually had to search his name because I forgot his name. Anyway... Yes. Depending on sources you read, people believe he is either the lizard or turtle in a story like this. Bill The Lizard really seems more fitting in my opinion.

Well.. If I decide to have one of my characters as a talking flower, then you already know some details about that character. So there's that.

And if there is some chance that I do have a dormouse character, one detail I know is that I want my character to be short. So that's just all I have at the moment. I'm going to have to rewatch Borderlands again.

Nijiro's height depends on the site you might be on.. Some sites listed his height as 5'7, and other sites list his height as 5'6 ¼ (168 cm).

Tao's height is 5'1 (155 cm), Yuri's height is 5'2 ½ (159 cm).

If you wanted their exact heights.

But yes. Those two girls are shorter than Nijiro. Except his character's always around the taller female characters in just about every scene.

Oh! That game. Now I remember. I thought that was the game.. Since I remember Kuina was in a few club and spade games before they did almost die by the Spades King. Because I remember a spades by that she did by herself, where you she to use martial arts to fight everyone to survive (and I read a similar situation with an original character in a person's story too). And I remember Kuina and Ann working together, they had to actually climb ropes and play dodgeball to win that game.

I would be killed in that game. I've never climbed rope! And if I did, I'm sure it would be difficult for me to knock someone over while not ever falling to my death. I would definitely be killed in those spade games.

The only water based games that I could remember at the moment is the distance game (with Arisu and Usagi). Where they had to stay in a bus when the dam broke, killing the other players except the one guy.

And the light bulb game. Where Arisu was with Ann, Kuina and Tatta's team. They had to figure out which lightbulb was working behind that metal door while trying not to drown or get electrocuted in the game.

I just woke up. So my mind isn't completely here yet. So I don't know.

Oh! And Heiya's game where was she almost drowned in the stadium, but she still survived by crawling out through the damaged buildings.

~

This is why I'm a vegetarian. And If I'm being honest, I always have so conflicting feelings about people eating meat. Like.. Some part of me can respect that it's their choice to eat meat but another part of me is disgusted over certain animals they would eat. Every culture tends to eat animals other cultures wouldn't eat for whatever reason. So that's never made sense to me. Regardless of the animal, every culture also eats many 'exotic' animals too. I can't do it. I care more about animals.

People disgust me when it comes to this.

Really? Australian is really different than America. We'd have squirrels everywhere were I live. One of the more common rodents for us here.

But I have seen one possum! Just a few months ago, the possum was just walking up and down my street. Which is so bizarre because we'd never get possums in my neighborhood. And not during the day time.

I think both variations of possums are really adorable in the own way.

Question! How does Aguni care about more.. the Dormouse or Heiya?

Yeah. I've actually thought of making a whole other place, besides the Beach hotel, for characters to stay at just because I fucking hate how the Beach is run there. Because invasion of privacy bothers me much more than you know.. Actually. I could imagine a scenario where only one of my characters (in the same situation as Arisu and Usagi really were tied up in the room where Hatter and counsel was explaining all the rules and regulations of the Beach). I could imagine her getting a near death experience because she refuses the rules (which would've gotten her killed), but my other characters convince Hatter or counsel not to kill her. Mainly Hatter since he cares about these stupid rules in this situation, just because he's mentally unstable now. I don't know.

But at the same time, all the drama happens at the Beach hotel every time too. I don't know. So that could be taking away major details for this story too. But I really hate the Beach. That's a whole dictatorship.

And not just because of the Beach.. But I hate the background people there. Eating, sleeping, drinking, fucking. They are partying too much for me to want to be in that place. Like an introvert at a house parties or clubs. That's what it would feel like living there. I'd really rather die.

So I know that can't be helped. Most characters who are named after the book counterparts in some obvious way; Arisu's Alice, Usagi's the word for rabbit, Chishiya sounds like Cheshire, so on and so forth. So that isn't surprising to me. I just never realized how many people have used that name for dormouse characters though. But not surprising.

~

I know. It seems like there are certain types of people are using the AI system to everything. Taking art away from artists, writing away from authors, music away from musicians. Which is actually a bad thing as it isn't only taking jobs away from people. But also causing more bots to be created. I already can't tolerate the bots. This is getting worse.

But for the people who do use AI systems.. I hope those people die.

~

Karma! The 'real' friends of the don can't take his business because in a situation like this.. They arrested all the drug dealers, took the drugs and the money. Have fun trying to rebuild that. Ya fucking cunts lose.

And then they're losing some limbs, maybe their lives too, that would work for me. Kill them, kill them.. Do it! Kill them. They deserve to die.

So the male cop and Chinese associate care about each other in their own way? Well.. That's awkward. Try explaining that to other people.

That is very awkward... Hopefully they can repair the relationship with the cops. I don't know. That's so awkward for them. I don't know.

To be fair! Other than the drug dealing friends betraying him - and I'm saying before this whole situation. Since you have said they'd actually planned on betraying him before by selling extra drugs on the side so they could get more money. Even though that happen, they really did warn him that there were traitors in their mafia gang. And not to even trust either of them. Especially the female that they knew was a cop.

This is so awkward.

So this bizarre to me? I know, I know... Everyone has a keepsake from another person throughout this case. Watches, rings, necklaces. That is something I know about. But why place your wedding ring there on that grave? Did the cops divorce, or get separated? Because I think it would've made more sense for the necklace and watch being placed.. Not the necklaces and wedding ring. I don't know. That's very bizarre.

If you wanted.. That relationship could have been a polyamorous ship between those three. If you couldn't decide on a ship for any of them.

Everything will make more sense to me whenever I watch this series..

- 💋

i don’t think kuina and ann played the rope climbing game, i think it was just in the montage. they did play the dodgeball one tho. that woulda killed me. i’ve got horrible balance and aim.

yea i think those were the only three water based games. i considered putting my card soldier or dormouse in the distance game but i don’t think they’d really add much?

i was thinking of basing a club game off a scene in from the movie ‘follow me’ (it’s ….. an okay movie. not great, but i like trash horror for background noise while doing other stuff, like writing or building lego). anyway, there’s a scene in the movie where one character is stuck in a glass box slowly filling up with water and the other characters have to figure out how to get her out. i feel like i could turn that into a workable club game, but with a different solution since in the movie they just busted the top of the box open. and that’s boring. i wanna do a thing with keys and puzzles.

~

we have like one or two introduced species of squirrels, but no native species. so we’ve got possums instead.

since aguni has known the dormouse longer, i’d say her. but heiya is a very close second and he likes heiya more than the card soldier at least.

i know ann’s supposed to be the white queen, but you could make it like the white queen’s kingdom. like with the chess pieces and the white king and lily. if you keep ann at the beach, it could be run by the lily character. or for an extra bit of spice, the white king and ann could be exes. since they have flipped the genders of some characters, like usagi being female but the original white rabbit being male, the white king could also be female. but that’s just my queer!ann agenda popping out.

unsurprisingly there’s not a lot of given names using the kanji for nezumi - and i don’t think nezumi is commonly used as a given name anyway, understandably since it does mean rat - but there are a decent handful of surnames using the kanji for nezumi, like nezumiya or nezumida or nezuo.

~

he was trying to leave it behind! he didn’t want to be part of the gang anymore! if his dumbass friends had just chilled the fuck out for another week, they coulda just snatched the whole situation out from under the cop, since as far as they knew, he was just some guy! but no! they jumped in early and all got arrested while the boss actually got away for a couple days there.

they definitely cared about each other in some kind of way. i don’t know if just platonically or romantically tho, which adds to the awkwardness, especially since she gets away in the end.

i think they might’ve broken up by the end? like they got promoted together and he wouldn’t even look at his wife and then he leaves his ring on the boss’ grave? idk. feels like a bad time for them and the wife was questioning if they could ever go back to what they were after this whole incident.

and the boss died in the wife’s arms too. like. he really died in the arms of his first love …….. in front of her husband who shot him. wild.

they shoulda kissed. For Me. if they’d just gone the polyamory route none of this would’ve ended this badly for all of them. nobody was fucking happy at the end. they were literally all miserable.

[so-ir-ee]

That Night at Home

Last night, I came home bringing one of my son's newfound favorite food. It's Chinese-style rice with a bunch of protein in it. As what usually happens when I brought food: he will eat and I will sit nearby and watch him eat. After that, we sat together and talk for almost 3 hours. It started with him sharing his concerns about his first-choice university. He has received conditional offers from some of the universities in the UK and AU, but he has concerns about whether his grades will be enough for the university that he really wants. What if his overall grades are not enough. And a bunch of other concerns. We run through each subject one by one, making predictions of what will be the grade for each subject, adding it up, and checking if it will be enough for his first and second options. From there, we come to a solid conclusion to choose the university that he wants the most. We went on with another subject: when the result is out, that I am sad that I will not be at home when the result is out, how even if I am home he will not allow me to open the grade with him because he prefers to be alone when opening the grade. His plan for prom, his farewell Bali trip with friends, the approximate time to apply for the Student visa, the approximate time to leave home, whether he can survive living alone, girls and sex, and whether he will return to his home country after college. To which he said, probably not. He said: everything goes by so fast. And he said: looking back, what a progression I made. At that moment, I realize 2 things: (1) That my motherhood time is closing soon. In approximately 3 months, I will enter a whole different motherhood phase. I will forever be his mother, but it will never be the same again. (2) my baby has grown into a beautiful, kind, strong, determined soul that is able to tackle a lot in his life from here on. How 2023 has been very interesting. So many things happen at the same time. Akasa's graduation and college preparation, Itchy's retirement and divorce, and my own stuff (GLO) at the office. Everything, everywhere, all at once. How that night I enjoyed our conversation. How fast everything flows by. 18 years go by like a dream. How I had cried a river, and how I had laughed and lived out loud during those times. How blessed I have been to have given a friend that comes and breathes from within me, and who had taught me to be strong, to be resilient, to be kind, and loving at the same time. A friend who allows me to hold his hands and kiss him up until his 18th year. Who allows me to grow in my own time. Who holds me and forgives my mistake. As much as it is his graduation, it is mine as well. It's time for me to be on my own, and it's time for him to move on. I don't know if he will be accepted at his preferred uni, or what will happen to him in the coming months, but somehow I know he is going to be ok. I knew it. I just feel it. So go high and go big, my dear anak. I will find you when I miss you. Be ok and be kind, to yourself and to others. Thank you for choosing me as your mother. *-*

[dancerin-thedarkness]

Week 12 Studio Update: Moreee paintings

This week's pictures: the completed self-portrait I showed off last week, with the start of a second. Additionally, a painting I did for my very own self, which was my first return to canvas after working on garments and other unconventional materials.

Thoughts on self portraits:

Cowboy is complete, so named because 1.) The abstracted background, based on a highly edited photo of me and my studio, wound up looking like the wild west, and 2.) because lately, Allison Ponthier's song of the same name has really been hitting me hard. Back in West Virginia, I always felt like I didn't belong among my peers-- my gayness and the politics associated with that (ex, wanting human rights for myself), as well as my disconnect from the family that would have provided a source of Appalachian identity made me feel out of place. This was despite my passionate love for the state I call home; my girlfriend and I often joked that we loved West Virginia but it didn't love us back. Now that I'm here, though, I feel profoundly ID-ed as West Virginian-- from the rude comments about my accent, to the little things in my classes and day-to-day life that show that people here view social and economic class and identity in different ways. In Allison's Cowboy, "it took New York to make [her] a cowboy". It took Cincinnati to make me a hillbilly.

Self portrait no. 2 is a photograph of myself and my grandmother, taken approx. 2 years before I got a girlfriend, came out of the closet, and very literally never heard from her again. Have previously thought that it is impossible to do an emotionally neutral self portrait; the nature of the subject makes it impossible. Have learned over the past week that this is more true for some portraits than others. It feels impossible to be satisfied with this work. Despite my self-criticism that I milk my trauma for my art, I find this is only true when I can make the art empowering. My disordered eating becomes a celebration of my body and the bodies of other women who look like me, my lesbianism becomes a celebration of gay identity and same-sex attraction, and so on. My feelings about my grandmother's abandonment, and the abandonment of that entire side of the family, cannot be made empowering. They cannot be a beautiful story, because they do not have a satisfying ending and I don't think they ever will. I cannot speak to my grandmother because I am a homosexual and can't help it, and won't hide it or apologize, and she will not change her mind about her belief that my homosexuality is a lifestyle choice akin ethically to murder. More than likely, this will be the situation until she dies, and when she does, it will be after years of radio silence she chose and I consented to, all the while hiding my sadness and my boiling hot anger. (As always, my apologies for the TMI, but I like to explain myself and my thought process.) As a result of, well, *gesturing wildly* all that, I don't know if I can ever feel like it's done or done well.

Shorter and less-melodramatic words on Serpentine, my very very pink and abstract interpretation of my favorite subject, Medusa. Conversations about femininity and pink, about the colors I choose when painting my girl collided with the desire to do something for myself, something I would like to see. Medusa is a female monster, arguably the ultimate depiction of female rage, and I like to think of my art as an exploration of that rage, but one that dives into how rage and female monstrosity can be beautiful. Pink is the color of women, at least in this time and this culture, or more accurately, the color of girls and girlhood. Girlhood and womanhood are beautiful and they are terrible. Medusa is pink.

[lovelyhearts-things]

Get to know me!

My name is Ubby Heart Ravana Maggay, but I prefer to be called Heart, and I'm 16 years old, turning 17 next year on February 27. I was raised by my loving grandparents. I graduated from John Wesley College, where I met my barkada. I am currently studying at Saint Paul University of the Philippines. I love playing badminton and watching volleyball games. I have been playing badminton since grade school. Besides playing badminton, I also enjoy spending time with my cat, Sachi, and my little brother, Markus. Yes, I am a cat lover. They are beautiful, purring, intelligent pets that love and entertain us every day. And since I am the eldest in my family, I have to take care of my younger siblings whenever my mom and dad go out to work. My father works as an engineer at the Department of Agriculture, while my beautiful mother is a teacher. They both work hard for us siblings; they're also my inspiration and motivation to study hard and to not give up on my dream. My favorite color is purple or any pastel light colors. I love to eat takoyaki, fries, minatamis na saging at kamote, chicken curry, kaldereta, carbonara and spicy foods. A fun fact about me is that I can understand kampampangan and speak a little bit. I love cooking and eating. My hobbies are watching anime and reading comics. I'm also a big fan of J-pop and K-pop. I’m actually single and not ready to mingle because I’m afraid to commit and have trust issues. I’m pretty soft-spoken and my introverted parts of my personalities often get stereotypes as being cold and having guard up around myself. Yet I don’t have any guards up. This is just who I am. I’m extremely private individuals who prefer to only become involved in relationships that are meaningful and genuine. I would rather spend time alone than waste that time on someone who isn’t willing to give a sincere connection. I tend to hide to hide my true opinion, try acting like everything is ok. I am calm but energetic. I try to look and act cool but I’m actually really caring. I'm the kind of girl who is quiet in large groups or around people I don't know; you only see the real me if we're close. I smile and laugh a lot, especially at the most inappropriate times. I'm a hopeless romantic. I trip over air, upstairs, and over people's feet. I am the hardest person to offend, but it is all too easy to make me feel horrible. I hate telling people about my problems; they don't need to worry about me. I'm the one who listens to other people's problems. I believe people should not be judged before one takes the time to get to know them, yet I am guilty of doing the exact thing. I love to think rather than talk. I'm awkward, clumsy, shy, strange... but this is me. Take it or leave it.

After 10 years I see myself with some good qualifications, working in the hospital, my own hospital, spending time with my family, friends and doing something for my society and mother nature. 10 years from now, I’m going to be a rich auntie. Spoiling my parents and nieces. Yes, it’s vital to where I am leading to, even though I’m having a hard time adjusting and understanding my lessons I know for sure It’s going to be worth it and I’m going to make it.

STEM is the best choice this is for the reason that when you’re engaged in STEM subjects, students can develop and strengthen their cognitive skills and learn the basics of coding and engineering in primary schools. It is  is a highly technical track that equips students with the skills necessary for pursuing further studies and professions in medicine, engineering, economics, and more.

My choices are BS Biology or MedTech, also the reason why I choose STEM, because I want to attain my goal to be a professional license doctor in the future. Why I like to become a doctor is, it is a noble profession. It is my childhood dream. I can always associate with patients and treat them. Of course, to become a doctor I have to study hard and get good results.

[lvlycheri]

❀˳ ⁺ 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐞

pairings: eddie munson x fem!reader (female bodied, she/her pronouns)

summary: you and your brother, eddie, have always had a close relationship. but his jealousy gets the best of him one day, and you end up with a confession you couldn't imagine would come from your own brother

includes: SMUT, INCEST, perv!eddie (only if you squint), jealousy, unhealthy relationship, feminine reader

word count: 3k

author's note: this is my first smut please forgive me aksjaosjak, also, this is a dead dove do not eat and this includes incest, so please don't read if your not comfortable. you have been warned

"Eddie, have you seen my socks?"

You appeared behind the door frame, looking at your brother with a puzzled look

"No, but I am pretty sure wearing just one sock matches you a lot" You heard his voice reply back, making reference to the fact that now you were wearing only one sock, the other one lost at the sea of clothes you were losing slowly

You didn't knew when this started, but you noticed recently that some piece of clothes had started disappearing from your wardrobe, mostly small pieces like socks, panties and bras, though the last two were a mistery that only you knew, too ashamed to share with your brother

"Nice skirt, by the way. Really makes your butt bigger" Eddie said, turning off the TV and looking at you

"Eddie, I'm serious. If I was wearing pants, it would be ok because no one would notice, but with this skirt, it's very noticeable that I am the crazy girl who only wears one sock because she cannot find the other one" You said, coming closer to your brother and sitting by his side on the couch

"Maybe you shouldn't go out with a skirt, then?"

"Well, Patrick is a very nice guy and I want to look equally as nice, so I have to go wearing this skirt"

You quickly realized the mistake you had done as soon as the words left your mouth. You hadn't told your brother about your little date, choosing to leave out the fact that you were going out with a boy instead of the group of girls you initially told him

"I thought you were going out with Olivia and Valentina?"

"I kinda... changed plans" You tried to play it off, shrugging your shoulders and preparing to get up from the couch to keep doing your search for the lost sock. Instead, your wrist was held by Eddie's hand and you were pushed back into his thighs, your legs in each side of his thighs and your face turned to him

"You are not going out with him"

His face was nothing but kind, his eyes showing how serious he was. It was very different from the Eddie you were used, the one who would spoil his sister, say yes to every new piece of clothes she wanted to buy and even take her to girls night every weekend. This Eddie that was in front of her was the one she desperately wanted to avoid: the jealous brother, who wouldn't let her go near a boy even if it was his friends

"I'm tired of you bossing me around when the subject is boys. I am the only one in my class who hasn't dated yet, and all my friends say it's so weird how it is your fault" You confessed, a pouting forming in your lips

"Well, then you will have to change friends" Eddie answered, which shocked you. He never had the audacity to talk bad about your girl friends, only about the boys. This was a new level of controlling even for him

"You cannot be serious"

"I am deadly serious. Can't you see your friends are just jealous of the relationship we have?" He stated, his arms coming to hug your waist from behind, with his head resting between your head and shoulder "I bet they don't have a good relationship with their brothers and are just jealous that I take care of you so much"

"This isn't just about taking care, I want to have the same experiences they do"

"What experiences? Getting fucked by anyone? Using drugs, getting drunk and going to so much parties they don't even know where they are?"

Eddie's hold on you started to tighten as his words went by, and you had hold his wrists in hopes of making him notice that his touch was starting to hurt

"You also use drugs and get drunk, Eddie"

"But this never made me replace you. If I allow you to do those things, you will forget about your brother and slip away from my hands"

His confession surprised you, because you couldn't imagine that the confident Eddie, the one who would stand up against the social hierarchy and the same one who would call out the popular people at your school, was the one who was insecure about losing his little sister

"Eddie, you won't lose me. I will always be by your side, and no boyfriend or friend will change that"

"You don't know this. That's why I won't let you go to this date, because then I won't risk any boyfriend or friend, as you say, to change our relationship" He answered, mocking your tone

"Eddie, this isn't fair. Not even dad is so controlling like you"

You finally were able to get out of Eddie's hold, getting up and starting to walk towards your room. To your luck (or lack of), Eddie also followed behind your trail, like a lost puppy

"That's because he isn't our dad, he is our uncle"

"But he acts like a father to us, taking care of us ever since our real 'dad' left" You said, sarcasm dripping in your voice at the mention of your brother and yours biological father. Reaching your room, you opened the door and entered, being followed by Eddie who only closed the door after he was inside too. Being lost in thoughts about your date and how you could complete your outfit, you didn't heard the sound of your door being locked

"Yeah? Then why isn't he protecting you like I do? I'm the only man who is able to do this, you know this is the truth"

"This isn't protecting, this is just crazy. No siblings act like that with each other"

You turned around to choose another pair of socks, already giving up on searching for the match of the other one you were wearing. Getting down, you opened one of your drawers and found a pair of white socks with little brown bears drawn on it. Deciding that this was the perfect match for your pink outfit, you tried to get up from your position, only to find an hand on your lower back holding you in place

"You are not going to this date" You heard Eddie's voice behind you, and he pushed you even more, your face touching the fluffy carpet that adorned your floor

"Eddie, what are you doing?"

"I am teaching you a lesson. I do not want my sweet sister to turn into a brat because of some boy"

Eddie softly kicked your legs apart with his feet, his hand traveling from your lower back to your hips, while the other touched slightly your thighs. You couldn't help the small moan that escaped your lips, surprised at how much being manhandled was a turn on for you

"Eddie, I am not becoming a brat, I just want to.." You were interrupted by Eddie's low voice near your ear

"Get fucked by some random boy so you can brag for your friends? I will do this for you, sweet sister, do not worry. Your brother will take care of you"

Your lower lip started to tremble, and you felt tears running down your face

"Eddie, this isn't what brother and sisters do" You tried to reason with him, hoping that your soft voice would wake him up from those thoughts

"Our relationship changed the moment you started to tease me with those short skirts you are always wearing, with those revealing tops, with the short night dress you wear every night, with the way you would sit on my lap, and how you would pretend not to notice how I moaned your name in my room every day"

"Eddie, I didn't know. I'm sorry, I promise I won't do th-" You felt his hand grab your hair, pulling in a ponytail, and in seconds your head was being pushed back. With this newfound position, you could see Eddie's eyes and how dark they were, filled with lust. Lost were the eyes filled with kindness towards you

"You want to have some new experiences? Let your brother teach them to you, princess. Now open your mouth"

You did as he told you, scared of what would happen if you dared to disobey him. You couldn't have prepared yourself for the way he spat on your mouth, with some of the fluid going down your chin

"This is a view I was waiting so long to see. This is what filled my mind when I touched myself everynight" His sudden confession echoed through your mind "Now, lay down on your bed. Legs open for me, princess"

Eddie let go of your hair and loosened the grip he had a few moments ago on you. You hurriedly got up and went to do as he demanded, laying down in your back and opening your legs just as he told you

"Now, I wished we could had done this in a more romantic way. But you were disobeying me the whole day, teasing me while walking around the house, and I can't let this slide, right princess?"

His voice was dripping with desire, and you couldn't help but feel the wet spot that was forming between your legs. This was wrong in so many levels, but the anticipation of finally being able to experience the same things your friends have been talking about, specially with someone who you knew so much like your brother, were making you develop a warm feeling inside your chest

"I'm sorry, brother. Please forgive me, I promise I will be your good girl from now on" The way your voice sounded surprised even yourself, and you noticed the way Eddie's eyes widened a little at the mention of being his good girl

"Fuck, you will be the death of me"

With that, Eddie put his body on top of you, his arms resting on each side of your head, just like his legs were on each side of your thighs

"Can I kiss you, pretty thing?"

Your heart melted seeing how your brother was still caring about you, even if he was about to fuck his own sister

"Yes, Eddie, kiss me"

His lips quickly found yours, and a warm feeling spread through your body. You opened your mouth slightly and Eddie took the chance to explore your mouth with his tongue. You could feel how this was a moment he was waiting for so long, and letting a moan escape into his mouth, your hands found its way towards your brother hair, pulling it as slightly you could.

His lips found the way to your neck, bitting and marking as much as he could. Your only reaction was to moan his name louder and louder each time, savouring the feeling of his teeths against your soft skin

It was then that you heard him unbuckle his belt, his lips never leaving your skin, but his hands working quickly in his pants

"I wish I could take more time with you, but soon our uncle will be here and I need to feel my cock inside you, I can't wait any longer. I've been dreaming of burying myself into this pussy for so long"

His dirty words made a warmth spread through your cheeks, not used to seeing your brother so desperate. As soon as he finished pushing down his pants and his boxer, freeing his cock, Eddie quickly pulled down your panties and lifted your skirt

You couldn't hide your surprise at seeing your own brother's cock. When you were children, you used to shower together, but this was so more intimate that whatever you had done before. It was big, and it scared you of how he could make it fit inside you. But you were also incredibly horny for him, wanting nothing but to experiment this new feeling spreading through your body

"Please, Eddie..." You begged, not knowing exactly for what

"Please what, sis? Tell me and I will do it as you wish"

"Please... fuck me" You said slowly, embarassed of the words that were coming out of your mouth

"I can't deny anything for my sweet sister"

Eddie pushed himself inside you, slowly. You felt completely full already, even if he wasn't even near done pushing all of his cock inside

"You can take, my good girl, you can take this cock inside you"

"Yes, yes I can. Please don't stop" You were already a mess, not knowing what you were exactly saying, only knowing that you wanted him to fill you more and more. He then gave an rather hard thrust, and pushed all of himself inside of you

You pushed Eddie's locks out of the way, wanting to see his face clearly while he fucked you

"Fuck, you feel so good, sis. This pussy is taking me so well, going to fill you up so good" You heard him rambling, lost in the feeling just as much as you were

"Please Eddie, harder. I need to feel you" You begged, wanting nothing but more of this feeling

He obeyed you like he always did, thrusting harder and faster, reaching a spot inside you that you couldn't even imagine that could cause you so much pleasure. He put two fingers in front of your mouth and you got the message, licking them and wondering what he needed you to do this.

It was when Eddie started to touch your pussy, quickly finding your clit, that you knew what he wanted. He wanted you to cum on his cock first.

Your moans got louder and louder, and he knew that his fingers was what you needed to cum. He applied more pressure on your clit, using his thumb, while keeping the rhythm of his hard thrusts

"Fuck yes, cum on my cock, and then I will fill you up"

You couldn't help but cry at the feeling that was spreading from your lower belly towards your whole body. Eddie knew exactly what he was doing, and he wouldn't stop so soon

"Just let it go, princess. You will feel so good" He assured you, putting his hands under your shoulders for stability and going harder and harder

It was then that you heard the front door opening, and your uncle's voice filled the living room. Fear of being caught invaded your body

"Eddie? Y/N? Are you home?" He asked, his footsteps coming closer to your bedroom door

That didn't stop Eddie, who only slowed down his thrusts a little, but kept filling you up with his cock

"Yeah, we are. Just helping my sis with her clothes here" You heard Eddie saying, his breath on an unstable rhythm

"Ok, I will be going out tonight but I will be back before it gets late, ok?"

Eddie started thrusting inside of you again, going not as hard as he was going before, but still being able to get you trying to control the moans that threatened to spill from your throat. His fingers started to work magic on your clit again

"Ok, dad! Don't worry about us" You dared to say, trying not to sound so out of breath like you felt. Just as you finished saying, a small moan came out of your mouth, and you heard your uncle footsteps nearing your door

"What was that? Are you ok?"

"She just hit her toe. Don't worry"

You were amazed at how good Eddie was at controlling his moans even when his cock was buried deep inside you. The thrill of getting caught, adding with the pressure of his fingers and the feeling of his cock getting in and out, was enough to put you on edge of your orgasm

Sensing this, Eddie quickened the pace his thrusts were going, and kept doing circle movements on your clit. That was enough for you

You closed your eyes, and with your head going back, you swear that you went to heaven and came back. The feeling overwhelmed your body, and your legs trembled from the warm that spread from your head to toes

You couldn't hear what your uncle said, but you heard the way the front door closed. Your brother never stopped his thrusts, and his lips came closer to your ear

"Cumming on your brother's cock while our uncle was worried about you. Never thought you were so dirty, princess"

"Only for you, Eds" You were able to say, moans escaping your mouth at the overstimulation you were feeling. Your brother's thrusts became sloppy, losing the pace he was keeping

"Fuck, say that again and I am going to fill this cunt with my cum"

Eddie couldn't keep the groans that were escaping his mouth, and you couldn't help but feel proud at the fact you had this effect on him with only your words

"Only yours, Eds. Going to let you fuck me whenever you want just so I can prove how much I love you"

In that moment, you felt his cock twitching inside you, and soon enough a warm liquid was spreading inside you and outside your folds

"Fucking nymph, charming me just with your words" You heard him saying, panting "Say that. Say that you love me"

Eddie didn't even though about taking his cock out, looking inside your eyes and holding your face between his hands

"I love you, Eddie"

"Not just like a brother?"

"Not just like a brother" you repeated, looking at your brother''s eyes

"Fucking love you too. Waited so long for this"

You felt Eddie's arms wrap around your waist, a smile forming in his lips, and in that moment, you couldn't feel happier for being his little sister