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as stated in the updated pinned post, we are diverging from the canon roleswap timeline starting nnnnnnnow :) ask boxes are open again!
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Hey Curly, I just wanted to check in with you. Things have been a little weird recently with this nearby satellite..
Are you doing okay?
Hey Captain!
Funny business, isn't it? I don't think we've ever had anything like this happen before.
It's okay, though. Sometimes I kind of want to follow Daisuke's example, but most people are nice.
What about you, everything alright on your end?
Me too, there's just so much going on at all times, haha.
Everything is mostly alright. I've got nice people, but some of them.. They're just getting under my skin. I should probably put the phone down.
How bad is it? My worst has been spam messages, mostly. Did you know the Halcyon colonies are reopening admission?
Makes you wonder why they need new people so soon after launch.
Oh yeah! I don't think I'm going to take their offer, I'm pretty content with Earth.
As for the messages.. I don't know. Some of them are just.. Mean, I guess. I don't want you to worry about it, I can handle it, it's just frustrating.
Have you gotten any fun messages though? I got one not that long ago asking about how I felt being a pilot, it was a nice question.
'Mean'? I'm sure you know that sounds worrisome. Are you okay?
Ah, I can't even remember all of them! There is this Martian scientist who gave me the scoop of planetary warfare amongst their kind, someone who is very intent on educating me about possums, and I even reconnected with someone from my med school years, that was pretty wild. Also someone from an actual gunship patched into our frequency, apparently their surname is the same as yours? Do you know a Hideo?
I'm really fine, if I couldn't handle a few weirdos, I wouldn't be on this ship lol
But.. That's very interesting. I don't know if I have any familiar faces on my end, so consider me jealous of you. I can't say that I know a Hideo? Should I?
Now who are you calling a weirdo? :-)
I don't know if you should! If it's a coincidence then certainly an amusing one, guess Musumes are just made to be captains. :-)
Maybe so.. I'll have to start a club then, Captain Musume club.
And I would NEVER call you a weirdo, Nurse Curly, never ever......
Uh huh. I believe you.
:-)
What is weird is just...how much some of these people seem to know. I wonder if our phones were hacked into somehow? Do you think I should be worried about my Meeboo subscription at this rate?
I feel like I should be more shocked but with how much of our data gets sold off and leaked on a daily basis, I can't find myself to be horrified.
You should definitely worry about your Meeboo subscription though.
...Fair point.
Well, if my streaming services are what takes the brunt of exposure, I suppose I could live with that.
Do you think that's how they found out about your nurses calendar? If that's even a real thing.. Did you ever model for a nursing calendar? Lol
Haha!
No, god no. I could never. Can you imagine me in a pin-up calendar? That would be bonkers.
No, I was just joking. I guess the very nature of their, uh, request was too much for my English sensibilities, so I turned to my trusty defence mechanism honed by generations of haughty stuck-ups.
...How did you know about that?
Well we certainly love a modest king..
I was told about it by one of the messages I got, I didn't know if it was true or not but I guess my curiosity was piqued. Sorry, it was inappropriate to ask.
Oh god, are they still harassing you about me? I'm so sorry.
They are strangely...invested.
I hope it's not too much of a bother. And I doubly hope they cease soon.
I don't mind too terribly, I just feel bad talking about you when you're unaware. I certainly try to keep my answers vague so that I can maintain your privacy.
Truly, I don't know if I should be offended or relieved they ask me more about you than they do myself, haha!
I'd go for relieved! Or perhaps even flattered. They seem to think highly of your captaining skills. :-)
They do! I'm not sure how they know about THAT information, but I'll take what I can get!
I can't say i blame them, it's pretty obvious!
I mean
Crew ratings should be public access, right? Based on delivery reviews and stuff. Or could be if they weren't and got leaked too.
I definitely don't doubt that...
I don't know, they seem fairly invested in my love life as well. Which goes beyond the scope of simple work appraisal. I've been asked if I'm single, who my type is. I felt like I was filling out a dating application lol
Haha, funny that
You could lean into that too, if you wanted to, let them do all the legwork. It's worse than the Wild West on those apps sometimes.
I'm not trying to find someone through texting strangers, besides, it seems they already have my ideal love interest picked out for me. They're trying to cause trouble is what they're doing.
And how do you even know what those apps are like? Isn't that like.. Cheating for you?
Oh shoot. Er
It would be! It totally would be if. If I were still in a relationship.
Which I'm not. For the record.
In any case, not that I prowl those apps much, it's not really uh, worth it for me.
What? Since when are you not??
You were just talking about Marie before we took off. Unless.. Did you break up when we got service...?
Yeah, haha, turns out it's not always great when familiar faces text you, right?
But yeah, she... It's not easy, I guess, dating someone who isn't there for half a year at a time at least, you know?
It was kind of a long time coming, so. She just was the braver one out of the two of us to cut the cord.
Sorry, didn't mean to be a downer. It really is okay though. We're good, and. I think I've kind of went through the stages of grief back when we were still earthside.
So. Not a big deal.
I'm so sorry, Curly :( I wish you would've told me. I'm still here if you need to talk, okay? Breaking up sucks, even if you see it coming.
Oh no, I promise it's okay! It really, really is
I'm okay, it's not a big deal.
I mean, it would be, it
But it's not like
I didn't really
She maybe...didn't really...exist?
Curly what are you saying right now
I am a fool is what I'm saying :-(
I'm so sorry.
Any chance we could pretend I never said anything?
How are we supposed to do that? I don't even know what to say.
Why would you lie about that?
...Could we talk?
I mean, in person.
I'll explain everything, just
I'm afraid of how much of this might get exposed.
Please.
Yeah
Are you in the medbay? I'm on my way.
Yes.
Thank you.
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Hiii, if you're not to busy would you write PA'S first day or so working for Jamie? I loved reading the interview and I'd love to see them getting to know each other, PA meeting the team and their first impression of her etc.
Thankssss âșïž
First Day
Masterlist
Jamie Tartt x fem! PA reader
A/N: Hi! Very good idea, here's a little view into Y/n's first day working with Jamie, time-wise it happens directly after The Interview.
TW: cursing
Y/N had worked for lots of difficult people beforeâdivas, athletes, celebrities who thought the world revolved around them. But nothing quite prepared her for Jamie Tartt.
Not that he was difficult, necessarily. Just⊠a lot.
From the moment she stepped into Nelson Road for her first official day, Jamie was already waiting for her outside the locker room, arms crossed, looking far too pleased with himself.
âOi, there she is. Thought you might change your mind, maybe chicken out,â he teased, falling into step beside her.
Y/N shot him a look. âWhy? Because youâre so impossible to work with?â
âNah.â Jamie grinned. ââCause youâd be too busy thinkinâ about me, to get any work done, love.â
She let out a sharp laugh. âRight. Because thatâs exactly what I was doing last nightâthinking about my job.â
Jamie smirked, nudging her shoulder. âDonât worry, love. Youâll get used to it.â
The locker room was loudâboots thudding against the benches, voices overlapping in easy banter. The second Y/N stepped inside, the energy shifted. It was her first day as Jamie's assistant and she knew nobody.
Dani Rojas was the first to react, practically bounding over. âNew friend!â
Before she could respond, she was wrapped in a very enthusiastic hug.
âDani, mate, let the girl breathe,â Isaac chuckled, pulling him off. He turned to Y/N with a grin. âWelcome to Richmond. You Jamieâs new babysitter?â
âAssistant, actually.â Y/N corrected.
âSame thing,â Colin muttered under his breath.
Jamie scoffed, draping an arm over her shoulder like theyâd known each other forever. âShe ainât just anyone's assistant. Sheâs my personal assistant.â
âPoor thing,â Sam said with a sympathetic smile. âDo you need help escaping? Blink twice.â
Y/N smirked. âDon't worry, I signed up for this.â
Jamie turned to her, looking mock-offended. âYou sayinâ workinâ for meâs a punishment?â
âIâm saying Iâll probably have my hands full,â she replied, arching a brow. âWhich reminds meâyou have a physio session in twenty minutes, followed by a media meeting.â
Jamie made a face. âBorin', let's not do that, huh?â
Y/N patted his chest with a saccharine smile. âToo bad, Jamie. You'll definitely do it.â
The locker room erupted with laughter.
âI like her,â Isaac said.
âSheâs gonna put him in his place,â Colin added.
Jamie rolled his eyes but couldnât hide his smirk. âYeah, yeah, laugh it up. Just jealous that you don't have an assistant. You bought a shite car you can't even drive, instead!"
If Jamie was testing her patience, he was doing a great job.
By noon, sheâd already dealt with his half-mumbled excuses for skipping meetings, misplaced gym bag âI swear I left it right there, Y/Nâ, and at least three attempts to distract her with compliments.
âYou know,â he mused as she checked his schedule on her tablet, âitâs kinda nice, havinâ someone look after me.â
She didnât look up. âSo nice that youâre actually listening to me now?â
Jamie grinned. âDonât push it, babe.â
She glanced at him, unimpressed. âJamie.â
âY/N.â
âPhysio. Now.â
He huffed but stood up, stretching exaggeratedly. âAlright, alright. But only âcause you asked so nicely.â
Y/N shook her head as he strolled off, smirking like heâd won something.
Yeah. This job was gonna be interesting.
By the time Y/N managed to physically usher Jamie into the physio roomâbecause apparently, telling him wasnât enoughâshe was already reconsidering all her life choices.
âI donât get why I gotta do this every day,â Jamie whined, plopping down onto the treatment table like a sulking child.
Y/N crossed her arms. âBecause youâre a professional athlete, and keeping your body in top condition is kind of your job.â
Jamie smirked, stretching out in an unnecessarily dramatic way. âYou checkinâ out my body, love?â
Y/N exhaled slowly. âYou exhaust me.â
âI grow on people,â he replied, grinning. âLike mold.â
Before she could fire back, a gruff voice interrupted.
âThe fuck is goinâ on in here? Tartt, you're not allowed to bring girls in here remember?â
Roy Kent stood in the doorway, arms crossed, looking deeply unimpressed. His sharp gaze flickered from Jamie to Y/N.
Jamie perked up. âOi, Coach, this is Y/Nâme new personal assistant.â
Roy grunted. âChrist. Higgins really got you a fuckinâ babysitter?â
âAssistant,â Y/N corrected, offering her hand. âNice to meet you, Coach Kent.â
Roy eyed her, then her outstretched hand, before finally shaking it. âYeah, youâll quit in about a week.â
âCome on, Give me at least two,â she deadpanned.
Jamie cackled. âSee? Sheâs funny.â
Roy muttered something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like fuckinâ hell before jerking a thumb toward Jamie. âMake sure this prick doesnât fuck up his knee again.â
âOh, donât worry,â Y/N said, sending Jamie a pointed look. âIâve got him under control.â
Jamie just wiggled his eyebrows at her.
After dealing with Jamieâs endless complaints about stretching and Royâs ever-present scowl, Y/N finally managed to get a moment to herselfâonly for approximately three seconds before she heard:
âOi, love!â
Y/N turned to see Jamie jogging toward her, still sweaty from training, grinning like he had nothing better to do than annoy her.
âYou do know I have a name, right?â she asked, raising an eyebrow.
âYeah, yeah, Y/N,â Jamie said, testing out the sound of it like he was deciding whether he liked it. Apparently, he did, because he nodded approvingly. âJust makinâ sure you werenât bored without me.â
âOh, donât worry,â she said dryly. âYour to-do list is very entertaining.â
Jamie groaned. âYouâre obsessed with that thing.â
âI have to be,â Y/N shot back. âOtherwise, youâd be wandering around like a lost puppy.â
Jamie grinned. âAh, so you care about me.â
Before Y/N could argue, a voice interrupted.
âWell, well, well, if it ainât the person tasked with keepinâ Jamie Tartt in line.â
Y/N turned to find Ted Lasso and Coach Beard standing nearby, both watching the interaction with interest.
Ted stuck out a hand, his usual sunny grin in place. âTed Lasso. Pleasure to meet ya.â
âY/N,â she said, shaking his hand. âAnd trust me, keeping Jamie in line is a full-time job.â
Ted chuckled. âOh, I believe it.â He glanced at Jamie. âShe givinâ you a hard time already, buddy?â
Jamie scoffed. âNah, she loves bossinâ me around.â
Beard, who had been silently observing, finally spoke up. âThink sheâs got her work cut out for her.â
Ted nodded. âYep. You ever try to wrangle a raccoon on Red Bull? âCause thatâs about what youâre dealinâ with here.â
Y/N smirked. âSounds about right.â
Jamie gasped, placing a hand over his chest. âIâm sittinâ right here, you lot.â
Ted patted his shoulder. âWe know, buddy.â
After the team finished training, Y/N spent the afternoon reorganizing Jamieâs schedule, answering emails he had blatantly ignored for months, and figuring out how the hell she was supposed to manage someone who thrived on chaos.
She was typing up notes on her tablet when Jamie dropped into the seat next to her, stretching his legs out.
âBusy?â he asked, peeking over at her screen.
âVery.â
Jamie hummed, tilting his head. âYouâre good at this, yâknow.â
Y/N glanced at him, surprised. âAt what?â
He gestured vaguely. âBossinâ me around. Keepinâ up. Most people just get annoyed and then they quit.â
She smirked. âOh, donât worry. Iâm very annoyed.â
Jamie grinned, nudging her knee with his. âStill here, though.â
She rolled her eyes but couldnât hide her smile. âFor now.â
Jamie winked. âYou sure you'll last longer than a week?â
Y/N leaned in slightly. âI bet Iâll last longer than you think.â
Jamieâs smirk widened. âWeâll see, love.â
And with that, she realized something very importantâ
This job?
Yeah. It was gonna be interesting. Life-changing even.
#jamie tartt#ted lasso#ted lasso show#jamie tartt x y/n#jamie tartt x reader#jamie tartt x you#afc richmond#jamie tartt imagine#roy kent#sam obisanya#PA x Jamie Tartt
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Yellowjackets S3 Ep2 thoughts
spoilers below â ïž
I'm laughing my fucking ass off, Mari's scared for her life screaming like an NPC and Ben is talking like a coach again... Honestly this has convinced me maybe Ben didn't set the fire (although before now I also have liked the theory other Tai did it, this just solidifies it a bit for me)
The switch from Ben yelling push to Mari and Shauna digging up her dead baby to hold him... Oh I'm crying. HE WASNT THERE WHEN SHE NEEDED TO BE TOLD TO PUSH AND NOW HES THERE TO TELL MARI! AGGH
Shauna burying her baby in a different place, rejecting the miracle and occult ideas of the wilderness the other girls have come to welcome
Misty the simp of all time
Taivan going to but "not going with them" lol they know Misty's just going to be trying to get comfy with Nat the whole time
Van's arms, that's it
Lottie's being problematic about inducing drug psychosis... Who would have guessed
Shauna actually saying something good about her family for once. Damn who knew all it took was for your kid to commit assault for you to start actually loving them
SIX WEEKS, HOW THE HELL IS LOTTIE OUT TF, I can't complain I guess
Lottie they were cruel af for calling psych on you (it's logical but coming from the YELLOWJACKETS it's just hypocritical) but those crocodile tears... The definition of grown ass puppy eyes. She sniffles!
Callie already ride and die for Lottie... Did she forget she SHOT her... Oh wait, I forgot that's literally Callie's dad obv she's ride or die đ€
Jeff checking to make sure Lottie leaves to the porch before speaking his mind HAH
Van's got some PIPES, Taivan freaky once again everyone đ
Walter and Misty are so simp4simp except Walter is the one person Misty won't simp for... She's digging her nose into that jacket and springing to attention AS SOON as Shauna calls... Walter can't believe this girl
wtf is up with Walter in that scene where Misty is talking to him. Dude looks like he's grieving, in depression, and scheming all at once I don't even know
Oh yeah Crystal, they didn't have a grave for her either (or mention her) on top of Laura Lee last episode (and before you talk about that theory that she doesn't exist, I'm pretty sure that's easily ruled out as not being possible)
Nat does not wanna talk to Misty... And she sure as hell is trying hard to hate Ben/look like she hates Ben... My Nat and Coach Ben friendship... I'm mourning
Callie's more afraid of Misty than Lottie (valid??) but this is hilarious she's immediately freaked out the contrast is insane
Nat sees the trap (Ben's) and tries to hide it, so obviously she doesn't actually want the girls to know/think he's alive, im wondering if she's found his traps before or not. Maybe she hasn't and that's another reason she gets super surprised
Anyways more Mistynat đđđ Nat's horrible at lying...
HOLY FUCK VAN'S ARMS đđđ
Wtf are lottie and Travis doing... Lottie stop feeding his psychosis baby đ
Lottie is sooo insane this season
Misty is absolutely failing at babysitting Lottie and Callie. Callie wants to get them drunk enough to talk sooo bad. Lottie IS the father
Mari and Ben team up?
Uh I just ate my words.
Anyways
A NOOSE??? Mari is not having a fun time, damn... She's catching Ls left and right
Now who was that in the bathroom???
These start up bros are super weird... And Shauna's catching them on their shit
They have ducks and bunnies đ”âđ« absolute art
His name is Mortimer? His name is Mortimer!
Oh Travis deserves so much better my baby â€ïžâ€ïž
LOTTIE DONT, he needs a wilderness restraining order on her fr...
Why does Lottie make Travis the test dummy for this "communication"?? I'm interested because she isn't acting like this to any of the others, not even Nat (who sort of has the blessing of the wilderness)
Oh well Akilah is NOT safe now...
I KNEW IT! MISTY'S PLAYING THE CARDS IN HER FAVOUR TO GET ATTENTION. Shauna still doesn't like her though lol
Oh my Lord forget the Caligula dance number they FILMED THIS for a tv segment for the TV show...
Question is, what did Lottie spill to Callie while Misty was out cold?
Callie braiding Lotties hair <3
Misty just wants to have toxic one-sided codependent friendships Walter, what's so wrong about that? đ
Well Ben might be a bit insane
Ooo who laid flowers at wilderness baby's new grave?
Oh, well Melissa with her stupid ass boy shorts and that pretty crop top, she's so pretty đ her poor hat's gone MIA though
I'm gay, Melissa's gay, Shauna's a girl kisser
Shaunahat has to be one of the most interesting things i have ever seen
Oh they're freaky alright WITH THE KNIFE AT THE NECK STILL
Ending thoughts:
Want more Laura Lee... obviously I'm a sucker for Jane Widdop I would love to see them back on the show for flashbacks, but overall just an acknowledgment of Laura Lee this season â€ïž
Is Ben insane? Is he hallucinating or actually talking to someone and we just can't see/hear them?
Wtf is up with teen Lottie?
What is going to happen with Callie regarding the Yellowjackets and the Wilderness?
I'm still manifesting a pig blood orgy like those mean highschool girls đ€·
More Shaunahat honestly đ , would love to see more teen Taivan
I don't think Akilah is going to be safe anymore after this episode since Travis just put Lottie on her.
#yellowjackets#shauna shipman#vanessa palmer#taissa turner#misty quigley#natalie scatorccio#melissa yellowjackets#Shaunahat#lottie matthews#travis martinez
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2023 reads // twitter thread  Â
Angels Before Man
queer retelling of satanâs fall
follows lucifer, beloved angel of beauty, from his creation to falling in love to questioning god
part coming of age part tragic corruption arc
#Angels Before Man#aroaessidhe 2023 reads#i can see why people like this! it's not super for me#it's definitely like. cozy fluff cozy friendship niceness oh some bad things? SUDDENLY HE IS EVIL#Very flowery language. Sometimes there were lines and I'm like I don't know what this means đ#Also like. As someone raised atheist it's like oh boy Christianity is everywhere. Like obviously the entire point of the book is critiquing#that very blatantly and also shocked pikachu what did I expect; lmao but it's too much for me#craft wise pacing wise could have used some more editing? idk#but yeah check it out if youre interested definitely!
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âgo to hellâ is basic. âi hope you have the opportunity to write a romatically dense character in a situation where even you can see the other characters romantic senseâ is smart. itâs possible. itâs terrifying
#â   ⥠  âș   jupiter  : ïżœïżœ đšđšđ.#insane how i keep on finding such trait haunting me ... got back into a game with my best friend and omg ... the character who i write in#our dynamic came out in leaks like : oh yeah i am avoiding them bc i think they hate me and now idk what to do with this distance ...#even though he ran away and this character spent years. EVEN AFTER THEY FOUGHT last time they spoke! to make sure they were alive.#constantly getting people to check up on him.#this is. uh a common occurance on this blog. a lot of my muses really struggle to see romantic interest in them and. in turn. can take years#in canon material to recognise their villains. not to sound cliche but its not your muses its them#dived into alie.n stage lore and discovered til.ls feelings for iv.an were listed as#unrealized feelings which honestly? i think has opened up a whole world of thoughts and tbh like a whole new way of looking at the dynamics#i hold with my particularly more dense muses and realised yeah? yeah#! that makes sm sense... its not that they werent in love at the same time#(they were and thats why they make some strange decisions. trust)#but did they understand it for what it truly was? maybe#maybe not. the not is more telling bc yeah ... that just makes sense đ« #anyway good morning! today is definitely a message / gaming day. im going to try and keep an eye out for memes today but after sending#about 20 asks my brain coming up for starter plots is not 100% rn JFSJFJSKFJSJDJ#dynamics on the other hand .. đ„°
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Oh my god Heart is confirmed too?
the hype is real
ok i'm making a music post
So Graspop is a metal festival on paper, which is not usually my go to, but there's also a bunch of rock and some other genres. First confirmed name was tool, which i have been a sucker for since I was 17 when they completely blew me away with their live performance
my watch list so far includes:
Alice cooper Avenged Sevenfold Babymetal Body Count (Ice-T's metal band! it fucking slaps) (heres another one) (gotta include this one too sorry) Bruce Dickinson Deep Purple Electric Callboy (if you don't know them please watch these videos. They're hilarious and their upbeat power/europop x metal mixture shouldn't be this catchy, fun and genuinely good, but it is) Heart Iron Allies Judas Priest Limp Bizkit Megadeth Pendulum Scorpions Tool
and more!
it's been so long since i've been to an absolutely stacked festival. Can't wait
#personal#music#txt#GMM 2024#probably forgetting a bunch here#one thing about me is that i listened to a lot of metal in my teenage years but sort of don't do that anymore#I still like the genre a lot though#and in recent years i'm discovering bands I missed in my initial metal stint! Like night verses - body count and igorrr#so this is a nostalgic (re)discovery tour for me#a colleague actually sent me an igorrr song (nervous waltz) a couple of years back thinking there was no way i would like it#then i discovered i already knew them from the meme video 'very noise' which is the song right after on the album#ended up listening to the entire album because it was very complex and interesting. Genuinely liked it.#definitely not something for sunday tea with your parents though they'll think the radio is broken#went to see them live last year with some friends too and ran into the now ex-colleague again and yeah. Good show#I like uptempo stuff and i love it when artists are obviously fucking around with ideas. Igorrr is very much that.#if you want to hear a funny igorrr track check out musette maximum btw. I laughed out loud and was completely baffled on my first listen.#i should put rambles under a fold maybe and not in the tags but who knows#graspop#graspop metal meeting
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ppl used to try to make fun of me for using zoo tycoon as a reference for animal shit and idk man like.... the game is literally built off the idea of educating you, it literally has an encyclopedia that tells you not only about the animals but also about the plants too. yeah its a tycoon game but thats only if you focus on it in that sense, personally i dont, I've always liked playing it to learn more about the behaviors of animals. sure things are generalized here and there and not 100% accurate- partially bc it was made in the early 2000's and we've probably acquired more info since then, but regardless its still pretty solid and taught me a lot about certain animals growing up, which other tycoon games dont really offer... anything teach-worthy.
#all im saying is the things zoo tycoon tells me about animals and their behaviors- i can easily google and verify as true.#hardly is it off unless its espousing old data we now know is wrong.#and yeah the ai of the animals is gonna ai and act the way a video game animal would but like be real- WHAT other game pays that much#attention to detail on animal behaviors to even come up with a procedure they can all follow that while robotic and maybe timed too#well to be a little unrealistic since animals dont have as much of a routine like that- they still do all the things those animals do- just#on a routine instead.#i literally used to give so little of a fuck about the tycoon part of the game that i would just put a wall around the entrance and close#the zoo so i could make a wildlife sanctuary and watch the animals interact with eachother lol#it was fun. i also really enjoyed building their environment to be accurate#bc like- not only did it teach me stuff through the encyclopedia- but teaching me this stuff made me MORE curious so i'd seek out#more info. like its a good game and it teaches you p well about animals and is def a game that younger ppl interested in learning#about animals should check out. DEFINITELY a good start to get your kids into animal biology.#im sorry that yall are ig incurious and only ever played the game for the tycoon part but im built different babe#(@ the ppl who tried to make fun of me. yes also animals need more space lmao die mad ig âïžonly referenced the game bc it was#the clearest and most obvious source to me since the game tries to be accurate- but also i know its true from watching MANY MANY#episodes of those animal cop shows where ppl would hoard their animals and on those shows they'd talk about how much space animals#need. and if thats not a good enough source for you then it literally takes second of searching on google. all ik#is if a wolf needs a big ass territory to roam then a dog will never fully be satisfied unless it has that. obv thats an unreasonable#thing to expect ppl to achieve in this day and age- but the less and less you're able to get anything close to that- the less happy they'll#be. and ofc it depends on the dog and their size. which makes it worse when you try to keep a big working dog cramped in a tight space)
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Listen to me. Listen very carefully:
They are trying to wear you out.
They are trying to wear you out, and they own most major social media now, along with many major media outlets. The disinformation machine is cranking along. You are going to have to slow the fuck down and read things before you help them wear out other people, too.
So you just saw a post about a real scary bill, hunh? Republicans want to make it a capital offense to pet dogs and repeal The Sky Is Blue Act of 1793, declaring the new official color of the sky to be squant? Damn, that sounds scary.
Let's go look up this fictitious "Make The Sky Squant Again Act" on GovTracker* & on the official legislative tracker on congress.gov!
Well, let's see... GovTracker estimates it has a 1% chance of even getting out of committee and a 0% chance of being enacted, while congress.gov says this bill has 2 cosponsors who have been in the House and combined total of less than a month. The bill doesn't have any actual text, and it was referred to 5 different committees.
That fictitious bill and a hundred others like it are quite literally not worth your time, and more than that, continuing to wring your hands about it and tell other people about the scary scary squant sky bill only does their work for them. It scares people, it makes them spend time and energy on it, and it wears them out. It is a legislative Gish Gallop, meant to throw so many things at people that we can't keep up.
Even calling or messaging your Rep in this case means their staffer has to waste time responding to you and letting you know that Representative Buttzonheads definitely won't support making petting dogs a capital offense, a thing that will never, ever happen regardless.
Staying engaged in this environment is going to require protecting your heart and protecting your energy, yes, but also protecting the energy of others. This is why WWII propaganda posters also included ones taking people to task for spreading panicky rumors and undermining morale.
Do you know why most observant Jews don't eat chicken and dairy together, even though the ban is on red meat and dairy together bc you're not supposed to cook the calf in the milk of its mother?** It's not because we think that chicken might secretly lactate or Just Because. It's because the rabbis decided that if I'm sitting out in public and eating turkey and cheese together, someone might glance at the turkey and mistake it for red meat and think, "oh, well, I know that Spider is a good Jew, there must have been a change, or maybe I can just justify it to myself that if Spider does it, it must be permissible to bend the rules just that much." And I would then be accidentally leading my fellow Jew astray. We are responsible for being even more careful for the sake of others than we are for ourselves.
It's the same principle here. We need to really be careful about the information we are spreading and check things past reading a news site. Is it true? Is it relevant? Is it meaningful? Is the news site one I recognize? Can I find meaningful independent corroboration on another site, which is to say, if I find an article about it on a second site, is it just quoting or rephrasing this site?
Yeah, that is a lot. But that's how we keep them from using us to lead our fellows astray.
*GovTracker is an independent site. They explain their methodology in their About section.
**I cannot say enough how I am not at this time interested in going on a Jewish Side Quest About Dietary Laws on this post. Usually, I love it, but hold off this time, please, y'all. Let's stay on target this once.
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Gather around, my young friends and fellow dinosaurs, let me tell you about some BULLSHIT no one ever tells you about. I'm talking about menopause and perimenopause. Now, menopause has a very stringent medical definition. You have to not have had a period for exactly 12 months and a day to be considered in menopause. All the bullshit before that day once you start going through The Change is considered perimenopause. Here's some bullshit you might experience that people actually talk about when you're in perimenopause:
- shorter time between periods
- irregular periods
- hot flashes and/or cold flashes
- fucked up sleep
- OMG NIGHT SWEATS
- Vagina as dry as the Sahara desert
- lighter periods and/or endless bleeding like it's The Flood but it's in your pants
- lack of interest in Adult Fun Times
This time of joy can last anywhere from a couple of years to a god damn decade and there's no medical way right now to predict it.
Here's some of the REAL bullshit they don't tell you about but your dinosaur aunt is here to let you know:
- You can start perimenopause in your 30s, don't listen to idiot doctors who tell you you're "too young" because they don't know your body like you do.
- Perimenopause will make you HELLA DUMB. Seriously, I'm talking Bigly broken brain. Brain fog? Check. Short term memory? Wave goodbye to it. Ability to make words form out of thoughts? Yeah, good luck to you.
- Perimenopause can cause horrible fatigue because in addition to losing estrogen, you're also losing testosterone. Oh and that also leads to muscle wasting, cool cool.
- Things might suddenly hurt more because estrogen is known to be neuroprotective.
- If you're super lucky like I am, and like to collect rare illnesses, you might even get Burning Mouth Syndrome đ
- And meanwhile, while you're going through this bullshit, you'll be getting gaslit by doctors who are operating based on 30 year old debunked data about how HRT causes breast cancer (not really) and that they shouldn't put you on it until you're in actual menopause. (Data shows starting HRT early can potentially prevent Alzheimer's in later years.)
- There are entire online clinics right now (I use Midi Health) focused on providing care for peri and menopausal patients and they will happily prescribe you HRT even if your regular PCP or OBGYN do not (if you meet the criteria). I've been pretty impressed with how holistically they view the patient. For full disclosure, I learned about them from my integrative health doctor and they do not accept Medicare (yet).
I'm 46 years old right now and I've been symptomatic for perimenopause for the last 8 years, although it's gotten the most dramatic in the past 2 years or so, which I hope means I'm almost done, holy hell. Yeah I was on the early side, but if it can happen to me, it can happen to you, so it's never too early to think about these things. And I hope to at least spare some of you the mind-fuckery I've been through because no one told me about most of this stuff, including my own mother who just DOESN'T REMEMBER what happened to her and now I completely understand why. And because I also have a connective tissue disease, I used to just dismiss my pain and fatigue as being caused by that illness rather than the loss of hormones.
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Anyways, this is why we need Elders in our lives, so they can do Grandma Story Hour like I just did and validate you when the entire medical field tries to gaslight you. I hope you've found some or all of this educational/useful. Please share with your friends because we really do NOT talk about this stuff enough. (Ewwww Moon Blood!)
Stay well, and don't let the bastards grind you down!
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Summary: Your friends drag you to a hockey game, but halfway through you lock eyes with Theo. You canât help but feel a strong pull toward him. Deciding to shoot your shot with the player.
Warnings: 18+, MDNI, SMUT, Chars 18+, Hockey AU, flirting, tons of tension, explicit language, hockey!theo, dom!theo
A/N: Starting this series for my babe @amiableness I hope you enjoy it because this is just the start! Also BIG shoutout to my girl @westcanaan82 for the hockey!theo render. Definitely go Check out her page because she makes me DROOOOL
The arena was packed, and the noise was overwhelming as you sat in your seat, begrudgingly dragged there by your friends. You were scrolling through your phone, totally uninterested in the game unfolding before you.
But then⊠it seemed out of nowhere. A tall and muscular figure on the ice caught your attention. Fuck heâs hot. It was player number 13, Theo, whose piercing eyes were fixed on you through his helmet.
You felt a smirk growing on your lips before he nodded his head up at you and skated along the ice. Shuffling a puck with his hockey stick with ease. The game going on. Fuck maybe this game isnât too boring. You held your phone in your hand but your gaze settled on him on the ice. Suddenly gaining an interest in this sport.
After he shot a puck into the goal he pumped his fist in the air but you swore he looked over at you. Throwing you a flirty wink. And trust me, he fucking did. At this point, Theodore was trying to show off for you. Hoping he would get your attention. Craving your attention.
The game ended, and his team had won the match. But after all the eyefucking you two did you wanted to stay back in hopes to see that same player. âIâll catch up with you guys later!â Your friends gave you a knowing look while they walked out. You slowly moved around the now quiet arena.
A few minutes later, you started to feel defeated, thinking he mustâve left but thatâs when you heard a low and deep Italian accent. âI noticed you in the crowdâŠSeemed to be pretty glued to that phone of yours.â
Bright cherry red painted across your cheeks as you turned around. Quickly tucking your phone away in your purse, you gave the hockey player a small sheepish smile. âUhâŠYeah, sorryâŠItâs just not really my thing I guess.â
But when your gaze settled upon the player, he wasnât in the same gear from on the ice. Oh no. he was now in a tight under-armor top, showing off his muscular and toned torso along with a pair of black sweatpants. Freshly out of the shower, his brown locks clung to his forehead. The smell of his body wash was rich and intoxicating as it wafted all around you. Fuck me.
âNot your thing, huh? What is your thing then?â
Theo asked, his taunting tone hinting with flirtatiousness. Feeling the way your heart skipped from his words. His deep voice. Fucking hell. You hesitated for a moment, your fingers anxiously playing with the rings you wore. âI donât knowâŠReadingâŠMovies.â
Replying to the Italian, he ran a hand through his wavy hair, slicking it back and giving you a charming smile. âA reader. InterestingâŠ.â Theodore said in the same teasing tone before sticking out his hand and you matched him, giving your own and shaking it. The second your hands met, a spark pulsated through your body.
âNott. Theodore Nott. But you can call me Theo, Cara.â
The charming accent rolled off his tongue smoothly as you both exchanged names. You crossed your arms over your chest, shifting your weight to one leg. Bringing your confidence out. Something you always had. âAnywaysâŠWhatâs interesting about me reading?â You asked, giving him a bratty little grin.
Theo cocked an eyebrow, scoffing under his breath as he took a step before you. Eyeing you up and down fully. âAh, Iâm not sure. Just interestingâŠWhat do you like to read?â He questioned as he casually leaned closer toward you.
You tried to focus but his voice, his words were so smooth it sent little shivers down your spine. "Umm⊠mostly romanceâ Stuff like that." You mentally chastised yourself for sounding so fucking cliche. He seemed very interested in youâŠMaybe even so much so that you could get some hockey player action.
Theo gave you a lazy smile and your heart fluttered, feeling the tension building between you both. "Romance, huh? Thatâs fitting." You raised an eyebrow, confused. What the fuck was he on about? âWhat do you mean?â
He shrugged, leaning even closer towards you. âYou look like the romantic typeâŠ.SoftâŠsweetâ Yâknow?.â Your cheeks burned again. Was he flirting with you? This couldnât possibly be real. This was something out of the novels youâd read.
âOhâ Thanks I guess?â A sea of giggles freed from your lush lips. The same ones Theoâs eyes were burning into now. He stalked toward you as you walked back until you were pinned against the white brick wall of the ice rink.
He carefully took a strand of your hair, wrapping it around his pointer finger while his tongue poked the inside of his cheek. âCan I get the pretty girl's number, hm?â He asked, remaining not only charming but⊠cocky. Drawing you to him even more.
It seemed that your confidence exuded his own to creep out. But fuck did you like it. A confident man like this? Damn. âHuhâŠIâm not sure. Can you?â Teasing him right back you subtly bit your lower lip to fight back the giggles that wanted to escape from within.
âFuckinâ tease. Isnât that right?â
Theodore now pinned both of his hands above your head, practically towering over your tiny frame. âPerhaps just a little bitâŠâ Breathing out your words, your gaze danced along with his ocean eyes. Feeling your heart thump hard against your chest.
âI like a teaseâŠA challengeâŠâ His tone now held something of mischief, giving him a different vibe. And fuck, your whole body was fucking feeling it. âYeah?â You asked, bringing out more of your sultry tone, keeping your lips slightly parted as you glanced down to his own.
That was it. Theo was going to come in hot. Make his move. Smash his lips to yours. But just as he was millimeters away from ravishing you a loud shout was heard. ââNott! Back in the locker room!â His fucking coach. What a cock block. Theo rolled his eyes and cursed in Italian under his breath.
âWe arenât finished hereâŠâ He replied to you lowly, throwing up his pointer finger to his coach. He reached into his pocket. Pulling out a pen and taking your arm. Feeling the tickle of his scribbling, He wrote something on it as you sat there dumbfounded.
Once he was done, you scanned over your forearm. In sloppy handwriting was written his number followed by âText me, Tesoro ;)â giggling at his little winky face as you nodded your head.
With that, he walked off with his coach to the locker room. That night you got home thinking of everything and anything that could have happened if his damn trainer didnât interrupt you two. Thatâs when you decided to send him a flirty yet risky textâŠ
Ahhhh the start of hockey!theo đđ„
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Really hope yâall enjoyed im too excited to continue on with this au! ATP I have so many and STILL have some In the back of my mind help lol
As always asks and requests are open my sweet peas đ
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rafe brings with him a photo of your ass
you remember taking that photo as a joke, as usual you just wanted to tease him. and in what a better way if not by taking a picture of your ass. you had just come out of the shower, simply wearing a pair of underwear, you took the polaroid you have had for years and you took the photo, once it got out of the camera you took it between your fingers, looking at it with a grin.
while he was busy you took the opportunity to put it in his jacket pocket that you knew he would wear the next morning, you smiled as you threw yourself on the bed, satisfed with your work.
the next morning rafe left the house, he would have spent the whole morning in the company of topper and kelce on the golf course. while they were drinking a cold drink, after a long practice under the sun, kelce asked rafe, âbro, do you have one of your business card? iâve got a friend who would be interested in meeting youâ rafe put down the fresh beer, always ready when talking about business, nodding âyeahâ.
he put his hand in his jacket pocket, finding a piece of paper, he took it out and luckily before passing it to kelce he checked it. the photo of your ass was definitely not his business card. his jaw clenched as he took a few more seconds to observe the polaroid, his dick twitching in his pants. âwhatâs wrong man?â asked topper with a confused face, exchanging a look with kelce, âitâs not thisâ simply replied rafe, taking out the wallet, putting the photo inside it. he was grateful that neither topper nor kelce had the chance to see the photo, or there would be problems.
âhere it isâ he said as he took out one of the small card from his wallet, handing it to kelce, âthanks manâ replied kelce, putting it in his wallet.
for the rest of the morning rafe was not focused at all, almost all the balls he threw landed meters away from the hole, without centering it, or he paid the slightest attention to his two friends, barely concentrating on what they were talking about, not that he cared, his mind kept returning to the polaroid.
as soon as he could he took out his wallet, only to look for a few seconds at the photo, the way your ass looks so plump and delicious, he couldnât help but fix his dick in his pants. he was so close to running away without saying anything, speeding home and fucking you for hours.
he had openly expressed to you how obsessed he was with that photo, and to be honest you didnât think that after finding it in his jacket he would decide to continue keeping with him. every time he opened his wallet, to take out one of his cards or money his eyes meet your ass, and he had to fight a smile that threatened to come out.
when he needed you more, but you werenât there, he used that photo to jerk off, working his hand up and down quickly, his tip red and swollen, slimy sounds emitted by his hand moistened by his pre-cum while he kept moaning, he was fucked. he was careful when he came, to make sure it didnât end up on the polaroid, not wanting for anything in the world it to get ruined.
when he was on a few outings with his friends, busy chatting with a beer in their hand, he kept himself out of the speech, took his wallet out of his pants pocket, not caring what his friends might think, and stared at the polaroid, his cock hardened in his pants, and he knew that in a few minutes he would have to apologize to go to the bathroom to take care of it.
even when it came to work, at some important meeting, when the situation became too heavy, too many problems for his tastes, he took out his wallet, being careful to keep it under the table, no one but him had to have access to the photo, he admired it, wishing that at that moment he was fucking you from behind, while you begged him not to stop.
once his friends had made fun of him, noticing how much time he spent staring at his wallet. âbro what you got in there? too much money you canât stop looking at âemâ joked kelce, causing laughter even from the others, rafe rolled his eyes, looking up from the polaroid to look at him, ânahh he probably got sum freaky shit in the-â before the guy who had stupidly decided to talk could finish the sentence, rafe interrupted him âthe fuck is you talkinâ about, shut your fucking dumbass mouth.â
once you had made fun of him, complaining about the fact that he was too obsessed with that photo, that maybe you should have torn it off, and goddamn he was almost on the verge of crying, listing all the reasons why you shouldnât have to tear it, almost begging you not to do it. he couldnât help himself, he almost drooled every time he saw it, once you gave it to him you couldnât take it away. he treated it carefully, as if it were a piece of gold, he was just so obsessed with your ass, that photo was all he needed. he was a happy man.
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as far as jack could tell, jervis was really out of it; and it made him wonder it was due to something that had happened while he was out with his father, or when they'd gotten here. perhaps both. jack gnawed on his bottom lip, his eyes darting to jervis's hands, which were flexing like he was struggling with something. an eyebrow rose as jack contemplated asking whether he needed some pain medication.
since he didn't receive an answer to his question yet, jack figured he might as well introduce himself. â uhh, well, you don't have to talk to me if you aren't feeling up to it. my sister told me that you fainted in front of her out there â so, i understand if you're still feeling sick. my name is jack, â he scratched at the back of his neck as he continued to observe jervis. whenever the man tried to get up, jack approached him and was about to caution jervis that maybe he shouldn't by lightly touching his shoulder.
but he remembered matilda telling him something about the other really not liking to be touched, so he merely was going to verbally tell him. up until jervis laid back down himself, anyhow. jack couldn't hold himself back from frowning at his poor present state before venturing out of the room with a 'i'll be right back.' and indeed he had been, with two different vials, alongside a few syringes to inject into that IV bag: should jervis want to be medicated. jack figured it'd be easier to just do that rather than forcing him to swallow anything.
he placed those also on the table before tilting his head at the quote jervis had said until it clicked a few seconds later, â that's a quote from through the looking glass, isn't it? and one that the red queen said in the story if i remember correctly. she was basically teaching alice that staying in the same place is falling behind, right? â jack squinted his eyes at that before a thought came to mind. a soft snort left him, but one that was done of an innocent sort of amusement rather than malice. â that is a kind of roundabout way of talking about survival of the fittest. but hey, lewis carroll was all about the whimsy of things, i guess. and its no big deal. â
jack pretended not to see the tears that the other shed for jervis's own sake. the blood on his lips was something he couldn't ignore, no matter how hard he tried, though. jack grabbed a washcloth from his pack and held it out towards's jervis's hand. once it was out of his hand was when jack set down that teacup, the slightly too long stripped pants he wore swaying across the ground. â mm, you and dad were both asleep for nearly four hours. sure â i don't think that's silly at all. i keep something on me all the time from when my brother, julien, was still around. â the bracelet he showed the other on his right wrist then seemed to be made up entirely of tiny conch shells.
julien was a big fan of the sea, which jack thought made his death all the more crushing. after seeing the state that the stuffed animal was in, he figured that that bunny must've been really loved; though it didn't really matter by whom it was. the end result was the same, as love changes you. jack knew this well as he'd never wanted anything more than to be embraced by the warmth of it.
he quickly shook that thought off, only to grab the two vials he got from the fridge once more. â eh... the four hours actually went by rather fast. â jack cleared his throat then, â you know, i couldn't help but notice that you aren't looking so hot still, and so i grabbed some meds for you. but i won't force you to take them. i have a pain reliever as well as something that relieves vertigo. are either, or both of these, something you want? â
Eigengrau.
A faint hum buzzed in his ears; his mouth was so dry it felt like heâd swallowed a wad of wool.
The thin sheet beneath him brushed his fingertips as Jervis flexed his hands, cracking his eyes open a sliver. The room tilted, everything blurring at the edges. Ah⊠so he had fainted. Just as heâd suspected. No glasses, then.
"Hey. Ahh, you're awake⊠That's awesome. How are you feeling?"
The new voice was barely a whisper, young and uncertainâbelonging to a boy, maybe sixteen or eighteen by the timber. Was this another of Barton's assistants, a friend of Matildaâs, or perhaps her brother? Jervis couldnât quite remember; hadn't Barton mentioned something about having more than one child?
He winced, his body feeling heavy, leaden; aching everywhere. Slowly, he exhaled and tried to push himself uprightâtried being the keyword. The effort brought only a wave of vertigo, dizzying and blue-hot, making his vision swim.
⊠ohh, godâŠ
He swallowed thickly, curling into himself. Something wasnât right. His glasses and gloves werenât the only thing missing. He was in his socks, jeans, and a now damp charcoal t-shirt, his body slick with cold sweat. His graying auburn curls clung to his neck in tangled ropes. His boots were beside the cot, his messenger bag on a desk across the room. His overcoat and maroon button-down were draped over a chair.
A flicker of discomfort in his right arm. Burning. Tugging.
Jervis glanced down at the source: a plastic tube. A peripheral IV catheter.
"Ah, you know... 'It takes all the running you can do, to stay in the same place,'" he muttered, his voice clipped and hollow; Bermudian accent casual, almost detached. He turned his eyes to the boy; offered him a faint, strained smile. "Keeps things interesting, I suppose... but I appreciate your concern, lad."
He lifted his fingers to his cheek, feeling the moisture trickle downâsalt on his lips. Tears, sharp and stinging. Jervis flinched and quickly scrubbed them away with the heels of his hands.
Cold metal pressed into his spine, tight around his neckâthe chain with his and Sylvieâs wedding rings twisted against his skin. He mustâve been thrashing in his sleep. There was blood on his lips.
"Forgive meâŠ" His vision swam as he watched the boy set a teacup on the small table beside the cot, just within view. "But I'm afraid I've rather lost my sense of time. How long has it been since IâŠ?" He paused, his voice barely steady. "... if... if you donât mind, could you please reach into my coat pocket? You'll find a small cuddly toy. A rabbit..." He rubbed his mouth, lowered his eyes. "It sounds foolish, I know... but it... it was my daughter's, you see..."
The boy nodded, moving quickly to retrieve the toy from Jervisâ coat pocket, and placed it on the table beside the teacup. The bunny was missing one of its button eyes, its white fur faded and matted. A pink satin ribbon around its neck was frayed and tattered.
âThank you,â Jervis said hoarsely. âI must have been out of it for quite a while.â
#divingdownthehole#tw: mentions of child death.#tw: medication.#tw: illness.#ooh okay okay đ that song was also a really good listen while reading your reply! like GAH you are just so good at selecting songs-#that capture the vibes of your replies perfectly tbhhh. BUT hiii!! and aww well i was just telling you the truth about how i felt but#its no problem at all emi!!! and OMG really? honestly i didn't get that impression at all as i thought your reply perfectly described-#just how complex the effects of trauma on a person can be as characters are a reflection of real life people so it only makes sense-#that jervis's mind is just... so chocked full of images related to the things he's been through despite him not wanting to be reliving#these events or seeing them anymore you know? and i honestly can't blame him for seemingly not wanting to do either of those things as#recovery + healing isn't really ever a straight path as you pointed out there. thus i didn't think any of it was overdramaticized or#anything of that nature! so don't worry you're totally good with that!! but yeah jervis as a character has really been dealt a bad hand#in my opinion and that's really unfortunate because no one deserves having to lose their parents or lose their daughter ):#and jervis is at a spot in his timeline where he has still lost alice relatively recently right? so that's just. UGH i feel so bad for him#tbh as having to experiencing one of your kids dying sounds really terrible.#but AWW well thank you so much for saying so!! it makes me so happy to hear that you're always excited for them. but yeahhh-#trust me when i say their madness may be even worse when they're just amongst themselves unfortunately enough ahahhh... đ« #but i'm so honored? that you were intrigued?? by my description of him??? like AHHH i'm giving you the biggest hug RN and i just-#want to say TYSM once more!!! but yes i'm not going to lie because jack + julien were basically like brothers before barton-#even came along jack was very attached to him and julien didn't like killing people either so he was sort of a good influence on him#which might be part of the reason why he is the way he is now TBH but sadly dysfunctional family dynamics often leave people#suffering in their own way from it as you said. but AHH thank you!! you're so sweet PLSSS like i'm glad that you find him interesting-#BC he is a good person at heart unlike barton but they contrast in a different way than say jervis and him would since he tries-#to live his life down the straight and narrow buttt that doesn't always happen for him. and yesss barton is back to bother everyone / hj#LOLLL but gosh you're right!! i think i remember you mentioning it back then :00 but yeah i did some casual research on on it when you-#mentioned the quote in your reply and i thought that the red queen hypothesis had something to do with darwin's survival of the fittest-#idea + it turns out that i was right so i am somewhat proud of myself for that NGL lmao but TBH that is just another example of you-#using such good character writing with jervis because subtext and nuance is like one of those things that i find hard to write sometimes#but what a character doesn't say is also just as important AS what they say so its interesting that you'd bring that up. but huh i never-#actually thought of it that way before but that does definitely seem to check out if i'm being honest. BC grief never truly goes-
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Ë Ęđ„ Ę âMY BOYFRIEND IS GONNA KICK YOUR ASS !â
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WINDBREAKER BOYS PROTECTING YOU FROM PERVS. ft. kaji ren, togame jo, umemiya hajime, sakura haruka, hayato suo, toma hiragi, kiryuu mitsuki, & kyotaro sugishita x f!reader
sfw. wc: 2.6K. oh how iâve been wanting to write this since i finished the manga! but individual warnings are below <3
KAJI REN. referred to as she/her, âmy girl,â comments about your outfit
âMy boyfriendâs real scary yâknow.â Your voice falters a bit as you take another step back, hands coming up defensively. âAnd heâll be here any moment.â
Itâs a lie that you hope sounds convincingâ because Kaji coming to save you today may be nothing more than a desperate wish of yours. How would he even find you in a place like this? Youâre not sure exactly how much time has passed since youâve started running, but youâre certain that by now, you and Kaji should have already been inside the bakery, finally getting to taste test the new fruit pastries youâd been dying to get your hands on.
It started off as just a loud whistle your direction, then led to an uncomfortable conversation about how youâre not interestedâ and that you have a boyfriend. One thing led to another, and somehow youâve ended up here, out of breath from speed walking and completely lostâ and to top it off, the only person near you is the one youâve been running so desperately from.
You wish Kaji was here already.
âOh yeah?â The man in front of you takes a step towards you, lips contorting into a sick grin when he sees your hands trembling. âI don't see him.â
Your lips tremble a bit when he reaches you, towering over you with ease. âDonât you dare touch me.â You warn, âMy boyfriend will beat your aââ you yelp as youâre suddenly pulled to the side, stumbling into someoneâs chest as they pull you flush against their front.
The familiar scent of candy melts away your fear in a split second.
âKaji!â
You can tell when you glance at him just once that he isnât happy. His forehead is damp with sweat, and he looks disheveled, chest rising up and down with labored breathsâ he must have been running around trying to find you this entire time.
Your boyfriend clicks his tongue in annoyance, eyes narrowing as he sizes up the man in front of him. âProblem?â
He rips off his headphones, letting them hang around his neck as the man feigns an apology, unapologetic eyes looming over your figure again seconds later. âBut yâknow man, you should be keeping a closer eye on your girl,â he points to you with a smug smile, âshe was practically begging for me to say something with the way sheâs dressed.â
âI wasnât!â You protest, face burning as you tug on renâs coat. You thought your outfit was cuteâ and definitely not anything crazyâ you double checked. You really did. But heâs pointing at you now, rambling on about how you wanted thisâ and you canât help the way tears start to blur your vision.
âHuh?â Kaji snarls, head tilting to leer at the man. The arm around your waist pulls you tighter against his chest, and you hear the angry thumping of his heart. âWhat'd you say?â
âOkay, okay, Iâm leaving now.â The man chuckles in defeat. âI was just joking. Wasnât gonna actually do something to your girl.â he waves him off. âYou should lighten upââ
He chokes when Kaji grabs a fistful of his shirt, pulling him off balance before knocking him backwards, your pursuer falling roughly onto the floor as he winces in pain. âThen get outta here already.â Kaji glares, a stark contrast to the gentle way his hand is pressing against your lower back to guide you away.
âAnd donât let me catch you looking at my girl again.â
TOGAME JO. referred to as she/her, âmy girl,â you wear his jacket
Togame gives you a sleepy smile as he watches you from Minisoâs entrance, excitedly sorting through the newly restocked blind boxes. He was resting his back against the wall behind him when he caught his first glimpse of that guy.
Heâs wearing a dark hoodie, head turning back to shamelessly stare your direction as he passes by slowly. Itâs enough to get togame back up on his feet immediately, quickly heading your way just as the man reaches to get a feel of your thighsâ
âHow shameless.â Togame laughs, big hand squeezing painfully into his wrist. âTryna bother my girl?â
In any other situation, Togame would chuckle at your obliviousness, your headphones cancelling out any noise as your eye catches the cinnamoroll section, letting out an excited gasp as you head that way. You really had no idea.
âM-my bad man.â He stutters, ripping his arm from Togameâs grasp. âJust thought she was my sisterâ was just gonna tap on her back to grab her attention.â
Togame raises an eyebrow at the lazy excuse, leaning down until the man takes a nervous step back, eyes darting to the side to avoid Togameâs glare. âSister? Thatâs my Shishitoren jacket she has on, no?â
The man feels heavy beads of sweat roll down his face when Togameâs hands curl into clenched fists. âYou mean to tell me your lil sis is from Shishitoren?â
âI said it was my bad,â he repeats, chuckling nervously. âIt wonât happen again okay? I wonât bother her again.â
Togameâs hands return to his pockets. âWonât let you off so easy next time,â his voice is low as he steps aside to let him off, âso youâd better keep your distance.â
UMEMIYA HAJIME. referred to as she/her, âyour girlâ
Umemiya instinctively perks up when he hears two voices behind him, momentarily tuning out your gushing about how cute the little plant kits at barnes and noble are.
ââŠ.She's probably taken.â
âIs that her boyfriend behind her? Think she's talking to him.â
There's a chuckle between them. âDoesnât matter. Go tell her what you just said to me when she's alone.â
âWhat?â The man laughs. âAsk her if i can grab a handful of that ass?â
More laughter.
Umemiyaâs jaw clenches, eyes darting back at you in a flash, and heâs relieved when he sees youâre still gushing about the flower kitsâ completely oblivious to the two men just beyond this aisle. Heâs by your side in an instant, arms wrapping around your waist as he rests his chin on your shoulder.
âOh.â You turn to press a quick kiss against his temple, smiling when he melts into your touch. âHi, Haji. Did you find a book?â
âNothing here.â He sighs dramatically, his embrace around your middle tightening just enough for you to barely notice. âBut we can grab some of those flower kits.â
âReally?â
âOf courseââ
âHey.â A familiar voice interrupts him with a stifled laugh, followed by a tap on his shoulder. With the roughness, itâs more like a jabâ but he lets that slide.
âAhâ your friend, Haji.â Your voice comes off as a mix between a question and a statement.
âHey, my friend has something to ask your girl.â
Umemiyaâs jaw clenches again, and your eyes widen a bit at the sudden change in the atmosphere. The first friendâs hand is swat off of his shoulder in a split second, Umemiya straightening back up to look back at them.
Their first thought is that heâs a lot taller than they had pictured. A lot more muscular tooâ and they take note of the way his muscles bulge against the fabric of his shirt. âWhat, you have business with her?â
They flinch at the tone.
âAhâ sorry.â The second friend stutters. âWe got the wrong person.â
SAKURA HARUKA.
âAhâ what happened?â Your hands delicately cup Sakuraâs face, ignoring the way his cheeks instantly turn into a deep shade of scarlet. âN-nothing happened!â He weakly swats at your hand, a futile attempt to dissipate the heat spreading through the tips of his ears.
âI was only in the bathroom for five minutes.â You laugh. âHowâd you manage to get into a fight so fast?â
He stiffens when your arms come to wrap around his bicep, resuming your ramble about some recipe you wanted to try tonight. MacaronsâŠor something. He doesnât pay much attention, because he knows whatever you end up making will be good anyway.
ââAre you listening, Sakura?â
The clueless look he gives you confirms it. âSo you werenât. I had a feelingâ but itâs okay.â You giggle. âBut you didnât answer my question from earlier either. Howâd you get into a fight?â
His eyebrows furrow deeply as he decides whether or not he should tell you. âThey wereâŠ.â he clicks his tongue angrily, âthey were talking about you when you walked by.â
You can feel his muscles tense as he deepens his scowl, still trying to fight off the blush plastered across his face. âI just gave âem what they deserved.â
HAYATO SUO. referred to as she/her, mentions of how youâre dressed
âWhat a bitch. She was totally asking for it.â
I knowâ dressed like a whore.â
Suo stands up from the bench outside your local convenience store, hands dusting off the dirt on his pants. You had asked him to wait outside earlier because âyou wanted to grab him a super delicious snack that he would most definitely love.â
He had a feeling the two dirty men who entered the store minutes later were bad news, so he was already on high alert before listening in.
âThat whoreâ you mean my girlfriend?â Suoâs voice comes out calm, a stark contrast to the sickening anger and pressure he feels building up inside his chest.
âHuhâoh. Yeah.â One of them chuckles, jutting their thumb at the entrance. âThat bitch inside your girl? You let her prance around with her tits hanging out for everyone to see?â
He's calm and composed as they size him up, their chins tilting up to look down at him. âShe's pretty, isn't she?â and Suo fails to stifle the chuckle that escapes his lips. âDid she reject you too harshly for your liking?â
One of them balls his fists, muttering profanities under his breath as he leans closer to him. âNow how'd you know that? You should really teach that bitch some fucking manners.â He reaches forward to grab Suo by the collar, eyes blinking in confusion when he finds himself spun behind Suo seconds later, feet struggling to find their balance.
ââThe fuck did you do?â
âItâs a bad habit of hers,â Suo continues. âI understand it though, not wanting to be around a pathetic thing like you.â The edges of his lips tug into a faint smile.
The other manâs eyebrows twitch, spitting empty threats as he he throws a wide swing, only to find himself reduced to his knees seconds later. âT-the fuck...â he grumbles to himselfâ he could have sworn he could practically see his fist connect. What happened?
âYou'd be better off looking for someone to protect yourself the way I do for her.â His words are mocking as he heads towards the storeâs entrance. âAndâ it'd be really unfortunate if i see something like this happen again.â
TOMA HIRAGI.
âH-Hiragi? What are you doing?â
Your lips are pressed in a nervous line as your hands come to shyly rest on his chest, sucking in a breath when his arms come to roughly cage you against the trainâs walls, strong body towering just over yours.
âDo youâŠneed more space?â You whisper, heart racing at the proximity. You can smell his cologne so well at this distance.
Hiragi simply shakes his head, distracted gaze shifting between you and something behind him every few seconds. âItâs okay.â
He swears his stomach isn't churning like this without good reason. Itâs not just a coincidence that the same person who he had noticed eyeing you at the boba shop had gotten onto the same train. He could let it go at that, but the same man had been slowly worming his way through the crowd to get closer to the two of you. And while heâs not certain, he thought he saw the man take out his phone and try and angle it beneath you, but not before jolting and dropping his phone onto the floor when Hiragi's hands abruptly slammed against the wall beside you.
The train suddenly rocks, sliding his phone to the other side of the train, and youâre knocked off balance, face slamming against Hiragi's chest. âS-sorry!â
âItâs okay.â He gives you a smile, hand coming to cradle the back of your head and pull you closer. âYou okay?â
âIâm okay...â you mumble, rubbing the bridge of your nose. âYour chest is hard.â
He responds with a light chuckle. Itâll be okay like this, he thinks. Heâll protect you with his body for now, and figure out what to do with that guy later.
KIRYU MITSUKI. âpretty thingâ
âItâs no wonder she doesn't like you,â Kiryu sighs. âYou're gross.â
Your mouth is ajar as you stare at the state of the man who was harassing you only moments ago, his unconscious body resting neatly against the wall after Kiryu had dragged him there.
âSorry you had to watch that, pretty thing.â His hand comes to gently interlace with yours. âBut he didn't leave me with much of a choice, did he?â
âItâs okay.â Your voice drops to a whisper. âThat was so cool of you.â
His eyes widen a bit before his lips curl into a small smile. âOh? You think so?â
âMhm. I don't know what wouldâve happened to me if you were there...â your voice trails off a bit.
You really don't know what would have happened, because it's not like you know how to fight or anything. Getting hit on is enough to make you nervous, so a pushy guy like that was too muchâ you froze up as soon as he started spitting threats after you expressed your disinterest.
Thereâs a light squeeze around your hands, and youâre reminded of this gentle warmth that Kiryu always brings with him. âDon't worry about it.â He gives you a small smile. âIâll just need to accompany you more often when you go out. Itâs no problem.â
KYOTARO SUGISHITA.
âYouâre like a bodyguard, Kyo.â
You giggle at the huff beside you. âHowâd you even react that fast?â
It all happened within a second. You were walking beside him, stopped for a brief second to bend down and peer at the plushies lining the shop window, not noticing the man approaching youâ his grimy fingers coming to take a peek under your skirt. Before you had even registered the feeling of the cloth moving, there was a loud crack, and the man was on the floor, groaning with his hands covering his bloodied face and a very angry Sugishita on top of him.
âHe made me angry.â
Of course he would be. And if you werenât with your boyfriend, it would be an entirely different story. Youâd bring along your assortment of self defense items, ranging from pepper sprays to taser lipsticksâ and youâd be a thousand times more cautious. Pay extra close attention to everything around you.
With Sugishita, however, itâs different. You think of it as being able to turn off your brain⊠or something like that. Whatever lets you truly relax and enjoy your time with him, and itâs always okay because your boyfriend is there to protect you. âWell, donât be so mad, cutie.â You smile, your fingers reaching to interlace with his as he tenses at the nickname.
âEverything is okayâ Iâm okay. Iâll even get us smoothies to help lighten the mood.â
He lets you drag him to your favorite smoothie shop in silenceâ still fuming about the incident. He wonders why youâre not shaken up. Ifnhe had been one second later, that piece of shit would have lifted up your skirt. In public. His jaw clenches at the thought, angry eyes darting at any anyone who dares look your direction.
âWhyâreâŠâ his voice trails off, remembering what Umemiya said about toning down his choice of words around others. âWhyâre you so happy?â
âHmm? Iâm not too worried.â You laugh. âYouâre my bodyguard right? Nothing will happen if youâre here.â
part 2
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EROTIC EMPATHY (s.jy)
Have you ever taken anyoneâs virginity before? Nope. Are you about to? Yep. or the one where jake has a streak of bad luck in bed and his friends make fun of him for it, you find him advertising himself on a dating app and decide to help him out.Â
minors dni! | if you read it, reblog it
WORDCOUNTâ 12.7k
PAIRINGâ jake sim x afab readerÂ
CONTENTâ virgin guy who lives with his parents!jake, heâs not shy but he is very clumsy, a lot of texting so be prepared for that, facetime-sex, real life sex
SIDE CHARACTERSâ jay as readerâs best friend and roommate, heeseung briefly as jakeâs friend.
NOTEâ if you've read this before it's because im the person who wrote it [ncteez] and im revamping it for jake, pls don't send me messages on either account about stealing a work that's already mine!
smut tags under cut::Â
smut tagsâbig huge dick jake, phone sex (ish), face time sex, masturbation, pet name: baby, making out, he eats you out twice, fingering, whining and whimpering, deep throating, premature ejaculation, desperate man wants his dick wet lmao, grinding, tit fondling/licking, clit stimulation, he bites the fuck out of his tongue to try and distract himself from coming too soon again, no condom aka cream pie, jake gets feelings like immediately when u touch him
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âCheck this shit out,â you laugh, presenting your phone to Jay with a chuckle. âyes or no?â
Jay snorts, nearly spitting out the bite of food in his mouth as he reads the bio of the man youâre showing to him.
âDepends, you trying to take his innocence or are you trying to get railed so hard that the entire building can hear?â He narrows his eyes at you, making a point to call you out for keeping him awake last weekend.Â
You wave him off with an apologetic look. To be fair, the dude from before knew how to make a girl moan, itâs not your fault that you managed to find a decent lay in this city. Even if he ghosted you, you assume you may have been a bad lay for him, if anything.Â
âI wouldnât mind trying something new, dude seems desperate.â You swipe through his photos, seeing that he appears to be just a normal dude with normal interests. âHeâs cute too, so Iâm gonna say yes.â
Jay groans this time, slapping a hand to his forehead and glaring at you.Â
âYouâd better warn me if you end up bringing him home, Iâm not about to listen to some guy start crying over a blowjob.â
You nod to him, sending a message to the eighty-two-year-old Jake and feeling delighted at his near-instant response to you.Â
âYeah, yeah. Iâll make sure youâre out of the apartment if I invite him over,â You wiggle your brows as you stand to your feet and turn toward your room, eyes now glued to the open dating appâs messages. âMaybe you should go out and find a nice girl to rail to get back at me.â
âYouâre so fucking weird.â Jay laughs but feels kind of shitty because itâs not like he hasnât been trying to get back at you for the loud sex. Guess he just doesnât have the magic dick to make girls moan the same way you do.
Not that he wants to make you moan or anything, he definitely doesnât. If anything, he wishes you were more like the girls he brings home.
Fucking quiet.
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You: iâve never seen a virgin grandpa on this app beforeÂ
Jake: âŠ.iâm 21, it says that in my bio
You: I think youâre lying.Â
Jake: do u know how to change it, my bitch friends won't tell me lol
You: why would i help you lie to other women
Jake: iâm not lying!!1
You laugh to yourself as you text the new sex interest in your life, wondering if heâs lying about his presumed virginity.Â
You: ok, twenty-one-year-old âjaeyunâ who is five miles away from me, youâre actually a virgin? Like for real?
Jake: yeaâŠ.are u here to make fun of me for it too? all the girls here just turn me down even if i offer to cook for them after
Jake: maybe it's the playlists idk
You: send me the playlist
Jake: [spotify link to a playlist titled âNUTâ]Â
You try not to snort, but you do. Given, he does have decent taste, but why anyone would have dynamite by bts and never say never by justin bieber on their sex playlist is beyond you.Â
You: surely itâs not your playlistâŠâŠ.
You: anyway
You: youâre really just looking to get laid for the first time, like, ever? and youâre offering to cook dinner too?
Jake: yea
You: youâve never had a blowjob or anything like that? you canât seriously think I can believe youâve never been laid, itâs not like youâre ugly or anything
Jake: u donât think im ugly? :)Â
Jake: and yea Iâve had a blowjob before
You: why didnât you sleep with her then?
Jake: can we stop talking about why im a virgin
You: sure but you know im gonna bring it up again, right?
Youâre smiling at your phone, finding him charming and awkward in how he communicates with you via messenger. Of course, youâre curious as to why heâs a virgin, even more, curious as to why heâs on a dating app looking to lose said virginity.Â
You: do you want my number? itâs embarrassing to have the app open in public if i wanna talk to you.
Jake, on the other hand, is quite literally kicking his feet and checking your profile every few minutes just to look at you. He didnât even think too hard about you calling him attractive then not following up on it, because the fact that you just offered your number to him in case you want to talk to him? Butterflies. Given, itâs juvenile for someone of his age to still be experiencing the typical high-school crush feelings, would anyone blame him? Itâs just how he is, with or without having had sex. He canât imagine not feeling giddy inside when heâs talking to someone that he thinks is pretty.Â
Jake: yea :) u can text me whenever [redacted phone number]Â
You respond to him by texting his number rather than using the app messenger, screenshotting his contact info, and sending it to him with a sly smile.Â
You: [screen shot// contact name: grandpa jake]Â
Grandpa Jake: :|Â
Grandpa Jake: im 21
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Okay so, hereâs the thing. Jake is undeniably funny, witty, and kind. Another thing, heâs wildly attractive. Especially upon fulfilling your request for a workout selfie from him. So, what gives? You read the texts heâs sent that made you laugh out loud, you look at his pictures, stare at the workout selfie, and you genuinely cannot understand how he doesnât have women waiting in line to have at him.Â
You: itâs been like four days since we started talking
Grandpa Jake: yep, almost five
You: four days of being friends but no mention of your bio on the app, yknow, where youâre begging to have sex for the first time ever?
Grandpa Jake: right, yea. you wanna do it? i didnât wanna assume lol
You: not answering that til you explain why. i mean, itâs totally ok that you are but like, youâre a green flag all around so im a little worried you might have like a micropenis or something
Disclaimer, if he had a micropenis, youâd still let him use it on you. After all, hooking up is something you enjoy doing regardless of size.
Grandpa Jake: i do NOT have a micropenis
You: prove it
Grandpa Jake: right now???
You laugh to yourself but also like, itâs the first time the two of you have done anything more than bully each other. Or rather, you bully him and he defends himself constantly.Â
You: answer my question first
It takes a few minutes for him to respond, but youâre doing coursework anyway so itâs not a huge deal. Totally not like your ears perk up and a smile creeps across your face every time your phone goes off or anything. Definitely not.Â
Grandpa Jake: um⊠i still live with my parents and before u make fun of me for that pls understand that its not like i wanna be hereÂ
Grandpa Jake: i have a job and everything!!! im not a mooch!
Heâs getting off track again. You could honestly care less if he still lives with his parents. You wish you still lived with yours, to save money at least.Â
You: they wonât let you have anyone over?Â
Grandpa Jake: well, that too butÂ
Grandpa Jake: listen this sounds real stupid but it just never happened? even when i tried or things almost happened, it never did
You: damn, youâre unlucky. so what happened with the girl who gave you a blowjob?
Grandpa Jake: her boyfriend walked in
You: WHAT
Youâre trying to pity him, honestly, but damn. Did he go for a taken girl? Yikes. You hate to admit the ick that just flooded your mind.Â
Grandpa Jake: its not like i knew she had a boyfriend
You: phewÂ
Grandpa Jake: so yea. do u wanna help me out or not?Â
The whole reason you started talking to him was specifically to help him out. Now that you know heâs not some weirdo, and is definitely super hot and funny, hell yes.Â
You: yeah, sure.Â
You: about the micropenis though,Â
Grandpa Jake: rightâŠum
A few minutes of silence, your coursework is long forgotten in the anticipation of receiving your first dick pic from Jake. You wait, and you wait, and you wait.
You: i mean if you canât prove it that's okÂ
Grandpa Jake:Â just give me a sec damn
Heâs doing his best to get the most attractive angle. Itâs not like heâs never sent nudes to anyone or anything, but likeâ this is you. The first person to actually agree to take his virginity. Should he hold it? Put a remote next to it for size? Should he have his face in the pic? Take a mirror pic?Â
Of course, as heâs taking several pictures of his length to try and impress you, he had to get hard first. He canât imagine youâd want a flaccid cock pic in your inbox, and that would also mean that heâs working himself up with the amount of touching, holding, and groping throughout the past sixteen photos heâs taken and deleted. Itâs at the point that now itâs actually hard to care about taking a photo, pre-cum already dripping out of him as he continues to try.
Heâs entered the realm of his regular horny self, only this time heâs texting you. Someone who wants to see what heâs packing. Taking a dick pic is insanely easy once he stops thinking with his brain, and heâs quick to send you a photo of himself this time. His chin at the top of the picture, face entirely hidden, hand wrapped around his thick and leaking cock, sweatpants shoved down.Â
Grandpa Jake: [image attachment]Â
In all fairness, youâve never actually cared much for dick pics. Men always look too confident even with the smallest of girth being offered through the pixels. Jake though. He looks a bit desperate even with his face hidden. His cock looks desperate, his fingers wrapped around it look desperate, the way his sweatpants hug against his thighs look desperate. And now, you feel desperate. You keep your cool though.
You: oh, you were jerking off, got it.Â
Grandpa Jake: sorry canât help itÂ
Then he doesnât text you back. Which is kind of a drag because he looks to be quite big in the photo alone. Maybe youâd be okay just this once to look like the desperate one. Mostly because youâre about ten seconds from trying to figure out which direction five miles away he resides so you can go palm his cock for him. Plus, the idea of an absolute simp virgin like him seeing you act a little desperate would probably be one for the books.Â
You: you know i can help you out with that, right? especially since you definitely donât have a micropenis
Youâre still being ignored. The silence from your phone makes your belly flip around inside of you at the image of him doing it too. He probably does it a lot. Heâs probably desperate to feel good and watches porn like 24/7. You can imagine how heâd act if you were in front of him right now, the very idea of taking his virginity becoming entirely too attractive.
Shrugging, knowing full well what heâs doing right now thatâs causing him to ignore you, you press the call button and wait. Youâre a little bit nervous, mostly because youâve never actually heard his voice before, or better yet how he sounds when heâs getting off. Youâre shocked that he actually answers.Â
âHello?â He says, muffled through the phone and trying to sound not-so-out-of-breath. Itâs not like he looked at who was calling him anyway. With his luck, itâs probably Heeseung or some shit.
âDonât hello me,â You gripe, narrowing your eyes at yourself in your mirror. âYouâre just gonna jerk off without me after I agreed to help you fix your little problem?âÂ
The silence on his end is a bit nerve-wracking until you hear the frantic sound of his palm clearly wreaking havoc on him. You smirk, leaning back on your chair and sighing. On his end, processing that itâs you on the other line sends his entire body into a state of burning with arousal. Your voice is sweet even when you speak with the same sarcasm as you do via text.Â
God, this alone is enough for him right now.Â
âWere you at least thinking of me?â
He hums into the phone, indicating that yes, thatâs exactly what heâs doing. His voice is kind of soft despite only hearing one word and a hum, you want to actually hear him talk to you, or moan, whichever he decides.Â
âWere you looking at my pictures?â
He nods his head, forgetting that youâre not able to see him and instantly responds with a small and breathy yes instead. Itâs a bit difficult for him to talk right now, especially now that he can put a voice to the photos heâs been jerking off to. Itâs a bit overwhelming, actually.
âDo you want better ones?â You ask, encouraging him to speak a bit more.Â
âOh god, really?â He asks through the speaker, his hand pausing on his length as if to hold off until you confirm. âLike, nudes?â
âMhm, yeah. If you want.â You smile as you speak to him, already standing to shimmy your pajamas off of you and stand in front of the mirror. âOr, you know what would be better?â
âLetting me come over and actually do it?â Thatâs what he wants to say to you, but he doesnât, he simply raises a brow and bites his lip, trying to contain his excitement.
âWhat?â He asks, still keeping his responses short because despite how into this he is, heâs a bit shy about it.Â
âI can facetime you.âÂ
He panics. That means youâll be watching him too, right? Sure heâs sent nudes, heâs received nudes. Heâs sent videos too, and received them. But never has he like, you know, live masturbated on facetime so someone else can watch.Â
âIf you donât want to, thatâs okay.â You backtrack at his silence, but youâre cut off almost immediately.Â
âNo! no, we can facetimeââ
Your stomach flips again as you fix yourself quickly in the mirror before setting your phone against your desk and rolling back a bit in your chair to determine if itâll work this way or not. Itâs not like heâs expecting you to do it too, he probably just thinks youâre gonna sit here naked for him to stare at. Youâre kind of excited to see him in action, to hear him in action for you.
You hit the button to switch the call over to facetime and once again adjust your phone as you stare at yourself in the camera. Then youâre needing to catch your breath at the image of him.
Oh fuck.
There he is, his camera angled towards his face and not at all toward what's going on below his waist, but you donât mind at first. Looking at him, the lighting clearly shows that heâs a fan of mood lighting. You watch his eyes briefly, staring through the screen at you before moving your eyes to his arm, the one that clearly isnât holding his phone because you can see it moving as he continues to jerk himself off. Itâs an interesting feeling to have only seen him in photos until this moment, and itâs insanely attractive for some reason. Seeing him in motion, knowing what heâs doing, knowing that he feels good right now because of you.
âLet me see,â you say quietly, adjusting your bra strap and preparing to slip it off of you if he so much as asks. âProp your phone up somewhere like I did.â
He nods, his eyes still staring straight through his screen at you as he moves around and the image becomes a blur of movement rather than his face. He settles in quickly, somehow looking even more attractive with the way his eyes no longer stare at the screen. You can almost sense a hint of shyness from him at this moment and it kind of floors you, given how easy he is to talk to and how easily he sent a dick pic to you.
âFeeling shy?â You ask, spreading your legs wide and cupping the seat of your panties, hiding the small spot of wetness forming there. âYou act like Iâm not going to be touching you at some point soon.â
You see him perk up, his eyes looking to you on the screen with more fondness than arousal. At the same time, his hand grips the base of his cock as he holds it straight up, erect and glistening proudly for you to look at.Â
âYou look pretty big, bet you could fill me up so nicely,â You try to compliment, boosting his confidence and ego as best you can simply because he looks pretty with a smile on his face. Especially when his cock twitches at the words. âWould you want to do that for me, Jake?â
âOh god,â He groans, hearing his name come from your mouth for the first time. His hand jerks up his length once, almost aggressively as he winces at it. âThis is going to be so embarrassing.â He admits now, sliding his palm up and down shamelessly as he watches between your spread legs.Â
In a way, he wonders if you can see how desperate he is. Thereâs no way you canât, right? Like, you can see how badly he wants you, right?
âEmbarrassing, why?â You chuckle, tapping now at the spot between your legs. âCan you not see that Iâm just as turned on right now?â
He groans again with deep breaths, releasing his length and using that same hand to swipe his hair out of his face, then immediately grimacing at the fact that he now has pre-cum in his hair. Embarrassing, all of it.Â
âWell,â He tries to avoid you bringing up the fact that he just did that and only shoots his hand back to his cock in order to distract whatever off-hand shit youâre about to say. âYou donât even have your panties off yet, and I could probably get off right now.â
You laugh, not wanting to ruin the mood with the whole cum on his own face thing, so you save that for later. Instead, you instantly slip your panties off and present yourself to him much like heâs doing for you.Â
âBetter?â
Jake watched with his breath stuck in his throat, now finding it harder to breathe at the image of your pussy and the way he hopes he can touch it one day.Â
âCan youââ He pauses, not being used to dirty talk towards anything other than the porn playing on his phone. He thinks hard, and you can see it based on the way he, once again, neglects his cock with an unmoving palm.
âCan I do what? Go on,â You urge him, running a hand up to your chest and fondling your nipples right there in front of him, but not yet moving the fabric. âWhat do you want me to do for you, baby?â
Baby. You called him baby. Not that heâs into that but the fact that you did it makes him wonder if he is now. Maybe itâs because he wants you to take him for all heâs worth at this point. One, to get rid of the virginity looming over his head, and two, because you sound so fucking smooth when youâre watching him get off.Â
âCan you spread your pussy for me?â He whispers at first, uncaring of how dirty it sounds falling out of his throat with a moan.Â
His eyes are boring a hole through his screen as he watches one of your hands tease at your hidden nipples, and the other hand sliding up and down the wet folds there. So badly does he want to see it. He wants to see your hole pulsing for him, leaking, needy. Just like him.
His cock twitches wildly the second you do it for him. Two fingers spreading your pussy open and tensing your hips just to move it closer to the screen for him.Â
âIs this what you want?â You start, making damn sure he can see every part of your glistening cunt. âYou want to fuck this?â You chuckle now, slowly dipping a finger into yourself and pulling it back out to present the wetness for him.
âOh,â he sighs, now fucking into his fist at a pace that proves heâs most definitely never fucked a woman before. âFuck.â
You nod at him, urging him to keep admitting his attraction to you. Youâre aware he doesnât see it though, as his hips continue to move quicker and quicker each time you press your finger into yourself.Â
âYou gonna act like this when Iâm riding you?â You ask with a tilted head, studying how hard heâs fucking against his hand. You can imagine how good it would feel if it were you, and quite frankly, this one finger isnât enough at this point.Â
âGod. Youâre gonna ride me?â He moans, eyes rolling only slightly as he imagines it, mouth falling open at the mere thought of it.Â
âMhm,â you hum, now sliding in another finger and scissoring yourself open with them. âWould you want that?â
Before you can even work yourself up, and before he can even answer that question, you see him release. His cum shooting out in spurts across his stomach and nearly up to his chest. His labored breathing shifts the lighting against his abs and makes him look so entirely delicious. Youâve never wanted to lick a man clean so badly in your life.
Youâre not even upset that he didnât make it into the knitty gritty, considering heâs a virgin and all and youâre literally fucking yourself in front of him while implying riding him. Youâre actually flattered.Â
His release caused him to see white for several moments, forgetting heâs even on camera for you. When he comes back to reality, watching you continue to finger yourself as your eyes scan your screen, all he can do is feel bashful.Â
âS-shit, sorry,â He comments with a half laugh, looking down at his cum covered chest before looking at you again. Honestly, he could probably go again if you let him watch for a bit longer, but heâs embarrassed now. âI uh, didnât mean to come that fast. It just kind of happened.â
âItâs okay,â You comfort him, slightly out of breath as you wonder if this is all youâre gonna get tonight. âIt was cute.â
After a few moments, you sense his embarrassment and slowly slip yourself back into a sobering headspace, closing your legs and trying to ignore how wet you still are.
âAre you, um, done?â Jake says, disappointed.
âMm, no.â You smile. âBut itâs okay, Iâd rather make you come first anyway.â
His face lights up despite the disappointment in his gut of not being able to see you get off.Â
âYou still wanna see me after this?â
You nod with a smile, endeared by his need to give, but inability to do it.
âWhen are you free?â You ask, wondering if heâs ever going to clean himself up.Â
âWhenever you are.â He laughs, scratching the back of his head with, once again, the same cum-stained hand.Â
âIâll text you later then,â You smile through the screen and give a small wave before your genuine smile turns into a smirk. âAfter I take care of my little problem though.â
You notice him sitting up in protest, but you hang up with a satisfied laugh and head to the shower to both finish yourself off and clean up.
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Grandpa Jake: what about 3pm on thurs?
You: you want to lose your virginity at 3pmâŠ.on a thursday???
Grandpa Jake: my parents have plans so ill have the house to myself for a few hours
You: or you could just come here?Â
Grandpa Jake: if ur comfortable with that? i thought u were supposed to come here lol
You: im comfortable, plus my roommate will kick your ass if youâre weird
Jake contemplates hard on that last part but shrugs over it. Probably a girl thing, and itâs not like heâs an actual creep or anything. Youâd be the one with power over him when the two of you are alone anyway.Â
You: what about tomorrow, 8pm?Â
Tomorrow. Hell yeah, tomorrow. God, heâd show up right the fuck now if you let him. He may live with his parents but heâs got a car.Â
Grandpa Jake: send ur address, ill be there :)Â
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âTomorrow, youâll be a man.â Heeseung croaks through the speaker at Jake, totally assuming that this whole virginity loss dating app plan was actually just a joke.Â
âWhy do you have to say it that way?â Jake groans back, slapping his hand over his forehead and rubbing his temples. âI didnât think anyone was actually gonna come through, sheâs the first one.â
âWhat makes you think sheâs actually gonna send you her address?â Heeseung laughs, once again placing more pity onto his best friend than anything else. âSheâs probably not even a real person, youâre gonna end up at some old guyâs house.â
Jake laughs, or snorts really.Â
âOh, sheâs real.â
Heeseung sits up in curiosity this time, switching his phone to the other ear with interest.Â
âHm? Have you already met her?â
âKind of. We like, um,â Jake pauses, wondering if he sounds way too excited to tell him or not. âWe facetimed a few hours ago.â
Silence.
âShe got naked.â
âOh ho ho!â Heeseung encourages him. âSo you guys did some stuff on facetime and she still wants to meet you?âÂ
âThatâs what I saidâwait,â Jake smiles to himself, about two seconds from kicking his feet before realizing what Heeseung just said. âWhat the fuck is that supposed to mean?âÂ
âYouâre kind of a loser, weâve been over this.â Heeseung laughs yet again. âCall me when you get your cherry popped or whatever.â
Then he hangs up.Â
Grandpa Jake: do u think im a loser?
You: yeah kinda
Youâre laughing at his text as you sit across the table from Jay.
âThat him texting?â Jay quirks a brow, watching you smile at your phone and practically ignore him.Â
You laugh again at Jakeâs string of defensive texts before responding with a short âitâs okay, i like losersâ, and putting your phone down to finish telling Jay that heâs gonna get kicked out tomorrow for the night.Â
âSo,â You clap your hands in front of yourself, glaring at Jay. âYouâre gonna have to be gone tomorrow at eight because I'm about to literally obliterate this guy.â
âJesus, Iâm scared for him.â
âYou should be scared for me. Because, wellâŠâ You trail off for a second, scrolling up your texts to see the dick pic Jake sent before the facetime call. âHeâs huge andââ
âI did not need to know that.â Jay sighs, scooting back in his chair and standing to his feet.Â
âYou act like you donât ask every time I fuck someone.â You roll your eyes at him, smiling. âWeirdo.â
Jay stands there awkwardly before shrugging and lunging for your phone.Â
âHow big?â He laughs, not actually trying to see the dudeâs dick but always way too curious for his own good despite never wanting to be around to hear what the big dicks do to his best friend.Â
âStop prying, youâll get jealous.â
He scoffs, brushing off his pants of invisible dust and crossing his arms.Â
âIâll have you know, my dick is perfectly sized.â
âIâm sure it is. Anyway, tomorrow, be gone.âÂ
He nods, sauntering to the living room and flopping down on the couch.Â
âKeep it in your room, please. I donât want to sit on any cum when I get home.â
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Itâs Thursday. Itâs approximately seven in the evening on Thursday and youâre well aware that Jake is probably bubbling with anxiety if his texts are anything to go by.Â
So many âare you sures,â so many âyou can tell me to leave if you decide you donât want tos,â and even more âi canât wait to see yous.â
âJay, arenât you supposed to be leaving?â You ask, opening the fridge to pull out a bottle of water.Â
Youâve already showered again today, primped yourself up for him really. Everything smooth, soft, and ready to be touched. You wonder if Jake is doing the same, and smile.
âHm, yeah. But I kinda wanna see him before I leave.â
You turn your head to him with a curious look, glaring only slightly.
âI swear to god if you scare him off, Iâm kicking you out.â
Jay laughs, patting the couch as if to invite you to sit with him to ease your own anxiety. He can smell the familiar lotion you use before dates, and he notes that youâve really tried to look good today.Â
âI think you might kill him, if Iâm being honest.â Your best friend laughs softly, complimenting you.Â
âThanks, thatâs the plan.â
And so, the two of you sit together laughing at stupid comedy shows until your phone lights up at around seven thirty.Â
Grandpa Jake: iâm a little early, is that ok?Â
âOh shit, heâs here.â You immediately feel nervous, which is pretty normal for you anyway so itâs easily overlooked by Jay.Â
He jumps up, brushing off his clothes and walking toward the kitchen to grab his keys and wallet.Â
âLet him in then, Iâll leave when he gets here.â
You give him a knowing look before nodding.Â
You: second floor, take a left when you get to the top of the stairs, third apartment on the left.
Within minutes, thereâs a very gentle knock on the door and Jay is throwing himself at it to get a look at him. Unfortunately itâs a bit more awkward than he expected it to be.Â
Not only did Jake think your roommate was a woman, but he, at the very least, expected you to answer the door. He was preparing himself all day for this moment, to knock on your door and have you open it. At first he thought that maybe he even got the wrong apartment.Â
âOh, I think I got the wrong place, sorryââÂ
âNope, youâre in the right place.â Jay smiles, stepping to the side and opening the door wider for him. âYou can come in.â
Jake does, awkwardly. Avoiding eye contact with Jay and barely even looking into the apartment before stepping inside.Â
âShe got all cleaned up for you.â Jay whispers, throwing Jake a wink before stepping out and closing the door behind him.
Jake still hasnât really looked up from the floor yet, and you make quick work to make him feel more comfortable.Â
âDonât mind him, thatâs my roommate.â You say, making your way toward him and trying your best not to stare because, okay, wow. Heâs kind of ten times more attractive in person, which is fucking insane considering how good he looked through a screen.Â
âHave you and him ever likeâŠâ Jake immediately starts, realizing he might have made things weird.Â
âJay?! Oh, god no.â You laugh, reaching for his arm and feeling him lean into it with relief. âYouâre allowed to look up by the way. Youâve been staring at that crack in my floor since you got here.â
Immediately Jake moves his eyes up to you, the eye contact feeling more intense than it should, but youâre locked in too. The awkwardness dissolves almost instantly, he feels no need to question you further about anything really, especially with the way he feels his throat run dry at the very idea of this whole plan actually happening at some point.
When he made his profile on that app, it was kind of a half joke until like, people started talking to him. Given, no one ever followed through but you, heâs happy he stuck with it. Happy you came out of the works from said dating app, happy you picked him.Â
Really though, he picked you. Part of you wonders about why you want to take this from him. For power, for control, to be praised, to feel like youâre his entire world of desire for a brief time? All of those things, yes, but you can admit now that heâs in front of you that itâs a bit intimidating.Â
Heâs not shy at all, just a bit awkward. He seems confident, he seems ready, and you find yourself lucky for being the one to get to do this for him, or with him. If at all, Jake is the type of man you could see yourself hanging out with often, with or without having sex.Â
Given, upon seeing him face to face for the first time, the only thing you thought about was how attractive he is. Now though, as you look back at him along with the silence of this apartment offering nothing more than awkwardness, itâs not. Because youâre seeing him for all he is and he appears to not be able to help it. Is this what people mean when they say thereâs an instant spark between two people? Despite how attractive he is, you find yourself thinking of how many times heâs made you laugh in the short period of time youâve known him along with how many times heâs willingly embarrassed himself
And now for the first time, heâs right there and all you want to do isâŠgive him exactly what he wants.
âOkay, listen,â You start, swallowing around a lump in your throat as you feel your body heat up at record speed by just having his eyes looking into yours. You know by this point that youâre not going to be keeping your hands to yourself at all. And for his sake, heâd probably prefer it that way. âIf I move too fast, just tell me to stop.â
Jake tilts his head with a dopey smile, eyes still fixed on you, scanning you, coming to terms with the fact that youâre absolutely everything he thought you would be and more.Â
âI donât think thatâs gonna be an issue,â He admits, feeling his length confined within his pants twitch wildly at the fact that this is happening. âI struggled not to get hard just driving over.â He laughs, looking away from you for the first time with flushed cheeks.Â
You find that painfully adorable. No man would ever admit that to you. Especially after just a few minutes of meeting in person for the first time, but this is Jake and in the short amount of time youâve known him, youâre kind of expecting him to be really forward and say things that will have you frozen in thought.
âOh yeah?â You ask, grabbing his hand and leading him to the kitchen. Youâre pretending that his apparent inexperience isnât getting to you, but youâre not really fooling anyone. âLetâs get you some water or something, I can see you drooling.â
Jake laughs, shrugging because yeah maybe heâs drooling a little bit. You smell fucking immaculate, your hand is small in his but still manages to overpower him, your skin feels soft and slightly cold. Honestly, itâs dangerous just having you stand in front of him right now because he could absolutely blow his load just by you looking at him. Embarrassing? Always.
He follows after you, very nearly crowding up to you as the comfort sets in and the last bit of awkwardness leaves his mind. All he can think about is how you sounded over that facetime call. Heâs seen whatâs between your legs, and during that night all he could think about was touching you, fucking you.Â
Now heâs here, and youâre right there.Â
Itâs hard not to crowd up, itâs hard not to cling to you, itâs hard not to be excited. Seeing your hand wrapping around that bottle of water to give to him, seeing you lean just before grabbing itâ of course heâs staring. Of course heâs crowding closer, almost to the point that heâs up against your ass when you lean back up from the fridge.
You turn after grabbing him the bottle and are shocked by his close proximity when you face him. He looks down at you with a soft face, one that shows heâs not embarrassed by how he immediately attaches to you. His smile is just as clumsy as he is, you can tell he knows exactly what heâs doing too. Youâre glad, because it makes it entirely too easy to drop the water bottle, grab his face, and chase his lips all the way until heâs against the counter and kissing you back.Â
He sighs instantly into it, wincing at the way the kitchen counter hits his back, you pressing against him so harshly just to get that first taste of his lips. Heâs excited that you seem as eager as him, maybe even as desperate as him.Â
For you, a man has never been this eager just to kiss you, nor has a man ever kissed you this good. You can imagine that heâs probably got a lot of experience in terms of kissing, not much elsewhere though. You can tell by the way he moves his hands to all of the right places, but his blatant virginity shows through all of it as he becomes a horny mess almost instantly.Â
His tongue is warm and wet, small whining sounds coming from his throat as you press yourself against him briefly. His hands never leave your body and he shows no shame in touching where he wants to touch. Rubbing, groping, and caressing every inch of your waist, ass, and even moving up to your face to deepen the kiss. His hips press forward almost constantly, and all you can do is brace yourself on the counter behind him to try and tame his relentless hips and obvious attempts at rushing what he wants right now.Â
If youâre going to sleep with him though, heâs gonna get the full experience, not a quickie. Plus, you agreed to keep it in your room for Jayâs sake.Â
âHey,â you sigh, trying to pull back from the kiss but he isnât having it. Still kissing against you and running his lips down to your neck when you continue to speak. âWe should go to my room, your first time isnât about to be in my kitchen.â
âWhy not?â He groans against your neck, kissing harshly with faint wet sounds, his hands wrapping tightly around your waist now. âI donât care where we do it, i just want you like, really bad.â
Still, his lips donât leave you, nor do his hands. You find yourself giggling against him with a shake of your head at the way he protests when you pry yourself from his grip. Of course, though, heâs immediately clinging to you and chasing after you to your bedroom before practically throwing himself at you again.
You barely get the door closed before heâs pressing you against the wall, hand running down again to your waist and easily snaking up your shirt just to feel the warmth of your skin. You let him, enjoying the way he kisses you for just the second time, enjoying more the way you can feel him lose his composure every few minutes from this alone.Â
Youâre kind of in love with the fact that he doesnât seem to want to pull back even for a breath. He seems to love kissing, and you wonder what else heâll come to love doing tonight too. From the way he moves his tongue and his lips on you, you can imagine heâd be fucking heavenly at eating pussy.
Successfully you push him away again, rushing to your bed before he can make you melt against his lips for a third time, and youâre instantly trying to present yourself to him much like you did over camera.Â
âYouâre really going to let me?â He asks with a deep breath, brushing his hair out of his face and wiping his mouth. His brain malfunctions at your presumed answer to that question, watching you take your panties and shorts off in one go and leaning back to spread your legs for him.Â
At this moment, youâre all his and you make it a point to spread your pussy out for him like he asked you to do before. You can practically see his knees buckle that very instant.
âTo think I wouldnât want to do this is insane,â You say, wiggling your hips for him to see. âLook how wet I am.â You pause, studying the hungry look in his eyes. âDo you wanna try eating me out?â
He doesnât even nod. Heâs immediately on his knees against your bed and gripping your thighs to pull you toward his face. You yelp only slightly at the movement, a chuckle coming out shortly after as you sit yourself up properly to take in the image of his eyes sparkling up at you.Â
It looks like heâs been wanting to do this to someone all his life, with his needy body proving it time and time again. Your breath is caught in your throat, a small groan coming out at the image alone before youâre able to process words again.Â
âCanât believe how good you look down there,â You say softly, brushing his hair out of his face for him like he did to himself earlier. âHave you ever done this before?â
He shakes his head, eyes shifting from your pussy to your face. You can feel his nervous yet eager breath against you, making your eyelashes flutter at even that slight sensation.Â
âGo on then.â You sigh out, trying to prepare for what he can manage with that pretty mouth of his.
You watch him and the way he doesnât seem to think at all when he does it. Once again, heâs adorable. His tongue goes everywhere, only grazing your clit briefly every few licks, never staying on it presumably because heâs in the process of finding the clit based on how your body reacts.Â
He has a general idea of where it is, but the feeling of having your pussy spread out like this on his lips alone is enough to overwhelm him with arousal, to the point he genuinely doesnât know what heâs doing. All he can do is taste and smell the mixture of your warmth along with the soap and lotion you must have used before he came here.Â
Heâs quite literally tasting the entirety of you and loving every second of it. The way his hands grip your legs, both spreading them further open so that he can tilt his head and lick at different angles, and then hugging them to where they almost lock his head in place.Â
It feels like he does this for ages, learning your body and what makes your legs shake. He sucks in different places, kissing your entire pussy to the point that itâs almost impossible for your legs not to shake in a reaction at what heâs doing to you.
Dare you say, a man who is inexperienced at eating a woman out somehow feels better than one who knows exactly where to go.Â
âFuck, knew youâd be good at this,â You compliment with a shaky voice, reaching down to his hair and holding his head in place. âKeep licking there, and use your fingers too.âÂ
He hums without stopping, taking note of where you place his lips and reminding himself that this is the clit, just as suspected. He attaches his lips there, kissing it much like he kissed you in the kitchen.Â
You can feel his fingers make their way into you shortly after, each bump of his knuckle sending a delicious sensation throughout your body. Youâre tingling from your head to your toes at this point and your face heats up beyond what you thought it would. Your hips move on their own in response, experimentally fucking against his fingers as he keeps his tongue flicking at you.Â
âJust like that,â You encourage him, running your hands through his hair and looking down at him. Seeing his head move with each little thrust of your hips is only more arousing in this moment. His eyes half open, watching you, tasting you, almost smiling around your clit when he makes eye contact with you.Â
It almost seems like heâs asking if heâs doing well, and goddamn is he. Heâs doing amazing.
âSo good,â You say shortly, trying to give him the praise he needs while scratching against his scalp as a thank you, still fucking your hips up just to feel his fingers plunge deeper.Â
He, on the other hand, is fucking feral right now. Tasting you, dipping his fingers into you, feeling that warmth for the first time, the small clenchesâ heâs swimming in a fantasy. Every time you move your hips up, he can smell the entirety of you, he can feel your pussy squeeze his fingers, and god. He doesnât think he ever wants this to end.
All day. He could do this all fucking day. No wonder men make fun of other guys for not giving head. Why wouldnât they? He can feel your legs tensing up around his head, your gentle fingers running through his hair, the sounds coming from your lips. Heâs in love, heâs in love.
He doesnât stop, tongue flicking your clit so beautifully, fingers slowly fucking in and out of you, not even in time with your jerking hips. Shockingly, you approach orgasm so fucking fast that you can barely warn him, youâre not even thinking when you put pressure on his head, pressing his lips so harshly against your clitâ his moan sending a vibration straight through you.
âFaster, with your fingersââ You choke out in a drawn out and pornographic moan, curling your toes and feeling him do exactly as you say.Â
There, you release with his fingers plunging in and out of you, the wet sound of your pussy only sounding more messy by the time you begin to release. In the midst of it all, you feel him pull his lips from your clit and lick around his fingers before coming back up and continuing his ministrations, working you through an orgasm youâre not even sure he knows youâre having right now.
Insane, really, that he needed to taste the messy relief before resuming.Â
Strings of curses, little tugs against his hair, legs shaking, all of it happens at once until the feeling of his fingers become sensitive inside of you, until his tongue is flicking a bundle of nerves begging to be left alone.Â
You swat him away with a smile, leaning up quickly and grabbing him by the shirt.Â
He doesnât really know what the fuck is going on but he laughs with you, being pulled to his feet and falling onto the bed on top of you. You can feel his cock in his pants, so fucking hard, probably leaking and feeling quite neglected.
âDid youâŠ?â He asks softly, dipping his head shyly with his wet chin shining in the light of your room.
You smile at him, leaning up to kiss him square on the mouth before you flip him over and get between his legs.Â
âI did,â You laugh in a daze, starting to work on his button and zipper. Youâre reeling from the recent orgasm and want nothing more than to let him feel the same way you do right now. âAnd now, I'm gonna do the same for you.â
He chokes out a nervous laugh, holding your hand in place from pulling his pants down.
âUnless, you donât want that?â You ask, tilting your head with a bit of a frown.
âN-No! Itâs not that!â He reassures you, cheeks flushing more than they already were. âItâs just thatâ like, what if I donât last very long? Iâm kind of sensitive.â
His eyes avoid yours when he says it and once again, most adorable man award goes to fucking Jake.
âYou say that like itâs a bad thing?â You lean forward, kissing him again. âYou just gave me some of the best head in my life.â
The light in his eyes returns and instantly heâs flashing a nervous smile at you.Â
âJake, Iâve never gotten off that fast from being eaten out.â You reassure him again, making a point to use his name loud and clear. âIf you donât get off from me sucking your cock, I might actually cry.âÂ
Well, he canât have that now, can he?Â
He releases your grip on his jeans, allowing you to pull them down. For some reason unable to look at you despite knowing youâve seen him jerk off before. Itâs the fact that like, what if itâs suddenly not big enough? What if his cock is ugly or curved in a way you donât like?
Before he can even start to doubt himself more, he feels your lips on the tip and instantly his eyes are looking down at you. Youâre the one smiling now, using one hand to hold his base and the other hand already scooping up his balls for added pleasure.Â
You make a point to look him in the eye as you let the saliva collect in your mouth when you pull back slightly. There, you let it fall from the tip of your tongue, all the way until you feel the wetness against your fingers wrapped around his base.Â
He thinks heâs going to go fucking insane watching you like this, and god, does he. You donât even show him your struggle of taking in the sheer size of him. Lowering your mouth until youâre taking him in as much as you can. You try to keep eye contact up until you have to close your eyes.Â
Itâs not shocking that by the point you get half of his length into your mouth, heâs fucking up without full intention and letting out a choked apology. Still, you try to force your stretched lips to smile for him, even through the gag, even through the harsh feeling of his cock hitting the back of your throat.Â
How the fuck has a cock this good not been worshiped before? By a mouth? A hand? A pussy? Youâll be damned not to choke on it. Youâd rather eat glass than to let him leave this apartment without being completely emptied and praised for every drop.Â
Heâs actually struggling already not to come, holding himself back but failing each time his hips chase the warmth of your throat. Each time you gag, it stimulates the fuck out of his cock and he nearly wants to cry each time it happens. Even with that other girl who went down on him, she didnât even attempt to fit this much in her mouth. Most of the pleasure came from her hand jerking him off while she suckled against his head, but you. Youâre down there, slipping your mouth up and down on him like that, gagging, tearing up, and still fucking smiling about it.Â
Heâs in love.
He holds his hands back at least, keeping them against your sheets and gripping them so hard that he fears heâs ripping through them. Everything feels hot, you look hot, you sound hot, your tongue still manages to move against the base of his cock with what little room it does have, and godâ your other hand, massaging his balls.Â
âWait, wait waitââ Jake groans, fucking his hips into your mouth once again until you pull off with a concerned look.Â
âWere my teeth hurting you?â You ask, gasping a bit for air.
âNo!â He heaves out with fluttering lashes, trying to regain sanity. âI was just getting really close.â
âHm?â You sigh in disappointment, this time going all in at once and not letting yourself stop until heâs releasing into your mouth.Â
You feel his shaking fingers brush your cheek when you do it, hollowing it out just to fit more, more, more into your mouth before lapping your tongue against his base again.Â
His groaning turns into frantic moans, his hips jerking wildly, unable to escape the clenching muscles of your gagging throat, and heâs honestly in heaven once again.Â
âAhâwaitâfuck.â He tries to protest, not wanting to finish so quickly, but there it goes. There he goes.
Never in his life has he felt an orgasm so satisfying. His eyes roll back and his fingers go numb when he releases, pumping himself deep into your throat and not stopping until heâs dizzy. The fact that you kept your mouth on him through it, the fact that he could still feel you gagging, swallowing, and moaning all at once through itâ how?
âHowââ he takes a breath, pulling you off of him so you can breathe. âHow did you do that?â
You shrug with a confident smile, wiping your tears and crawling up to meet his face.Â
âI donât normally do that for guys.â You say with a rasp in your voice. âI certainly donât just swallow for anyone.â
He feels special, and fucking spent but god does he want to keep going. His softening cock twitching in a relieving way, probably glad to have finally been touched by something other than his own hand. Part of him wonders if youâre done though, because by now youâve both gotten off and usually thatâs the end goal, right?
But he hasnât lost his virginity yet, and when he looks at you hovering above him, he already knows youâre not done with him.Â
âWe need to let you rest until you can get hard again,â You say, kissing him more easily than before and letting him taste himself, letting you taste yourself mixed with him. âWhatâs something you wanna do to get you back into the game?â
He sighs out a laugh, fucking amazed that youâre his first. How lucky is that? He thinks hard, watching the way you lift your shirt off of yourself. God, he forgot tits existed for a solid part of this day and thatâs a shame because instantly his sensitive cock throbs at the image of them coming into view.Â
You watch him stare, trailing your hands down and lifting his shirt off of him as well.Â
âIâ I donât even know at this point.â He admits with a stammer, ignoring the fact that his hair is definitely sticking up all over from you taking his shirt off of him.
âIâll just love on you while you think, then.â
He gives a short nod, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside at the way your gentle hands caress his chest and abs before you start kissing against the muscles and soft skin there.
He relaxes his body, feeling your hands and lips on him. You were right when you said youâd love on him as he thinks about it. The hard part of it is actually thinking about whatâs going to get him harder the fastest. You doing this could be enough, but your tits. And fuck, your pussy.
He lets out a whine, one that feels entirely out of character and it causes you to pause your gentle kiss against his nipple and pull back.
âAlready?âÂ
He shakes his head, staring straight at your chest and then down to what's between your legs.Â
âI want to, umâŠâ He shifts his eyes away from you. âCan I eat you out again?â
Thatâs new. Twice in one session?
âOh yeah? Did that get you going?â
You receive a small nod from him before his hands are reaching out for your tits and warming them up.Â
You relax into the feeling of his fingers on your chest only for a moment before you pull back again, this time adjusting yourself onto the bed face down, ass up in front of him. Might as well try a bunch of different positions for him too, right?
âWhenever youâre ready.â You sigh, already grabbing a pillow to hug through this.Â
You can feel the bed shift behind you, the weight of his body dipping right behind you before you feel his warm breath against your core. Only now do you realize that you already missed the way he ate you out the first time, you can barely contain yourself knowing heâs going to do it again.Â
His hands snake between your legs before his lips get any closer, spreading them before pulling his hand back up and spreading your pussy open with his fingers on his own this time.Â
âItâs really the prettiest.â He says in a clear and shaking voice, watching the way your hole pulses at the air that hits it. âAnd I've watched a lot of porn.â
Youâd tell him to shut up, but youâre not gonna because itâs cute how forward he is with his thoughts. If anything, heâs treating you right now by doing this, so he can say whatever he fucking wants right now.Â
âYeah? You just gonna stare at it?â You try to urge him, and it works.
Because of course it works.Â
You do your best to contain any rising orgasm, solely because you donât want to spend yourself before you actually let him inside of you in full. But goddamn, heâs just as eager now as he was the first timeâŠif not more.Â
He thinks back to the things he did before, mimicking that and hitting all of the perfect spots without fail. Still, you hold back, pushing and pulling yourself away and toward him just to feel his tongue chase. He eventually holds you in place against him, big hands holding you firmly against his face with a bit of force. And now? Heâs licking you deeper than youâve ever been licked before. Itâs a different kind of sensation, and the way he groans into it is entirely too much for you right now.Â
You need more, you want more. You want all of him by now, so aroused by every touch, breath, and moan that itâs becoming unbearable to just be eaten out. The thought that heâs doing this to get himself hard again is flooring, and the feeling of his fingers replacing his tongue much like before is intense.Â
After just that one time, he knows exactly how to make you cum this way and itâs dangerously attractive to realize that. He goes straight for it too, pulling back to watch his fingers slip into you up to the knuckle.Â
He hums out a rumbled moan at the sound of your cunt squelching around his fingers. So wet. More wet than any of the girls in the porn heâs watched for years. Youâre dripping around his fingers, and the smacking sound is so fucking arousing to him.
And yeah, he canât reach your clit with his mouth this time so he thinks hard about how to fix this little dilemma and youâre floored even more by the fact that he solves problems without questioning. You feel his fingers leave you and land on your clit, and right then you feel his tongue again, just as deep, licking into you and all over you.Â
The sound of your pussy amplifies when itâs against his tongue, and honestly, he could cum right now if he really wanted to. Already heâs hard again, but god feeling you, hearing you, seeing you like this for him? For some guy who has never once been able to give a girl his all like this?Â
Heâs so focused on you.
Which for you, is a bit of an issue because heâs really not going to let you hold it in, heâs going to have you fucking unravelling again and itâs too good. Thankfully, when you try to lift to look behind yourself, you take note of his other hand working himself.Â
Heâs hard again, and god knows how long heâs been doing that.Â
You pull your body away from him quickly to let your rising orgasm subside, his protesting moan doing nothing but heating your body up more when you flip over and watch him.Â
âYou were really just going to get me off again and not try to fuck me yet?â
He looks down at himself and then back at you, smiling and running his hand through his hair.Â
âI like doing it, I wanted to see if I could make youââ
âYou absolutely could have but Iâm going to be honest,â You start, interrupting him and pulling yourself up to crawl over him. âIf youâre ready, Iâd like to live up to my promise.â
His eyes are much sharper than they were before when you say those words. This is actually it. He would have been perfectly happy just eating you out, getting head himself, or whatever. Over and over again. Any and all of it is better than being in his room alone, but youâre reallyâ
âReally?â He asks, knowing full well the answer..Â
âLay back, get comfortable,â You instruct with deep breaths, scooting up the bed with him, keeping yourself planted on his legs despite the discomfort. âYou still want me to ride you, yeah?â
He nods almost frantically, landing his hands on your tits without hesitation and groping them in a blatant show of how ready heâs managed to get himself for this.Â
Not that you want to rush, but youâre so fucking turned on by this point, the only thing you want is to be filled by him. His is cock likely bigger than any youâve taken before, and to be fair, you donât even care if youâre the desperate one at this point. Youâve almost forgotten heâs a virgin.
âWait,â He stops you when you slide over his cock, bare pussy coating his length in a languid grind. âOh, fuck, wait- no,â He breathes in a sharp breath and grips your hips. âDo that again.âÂ
You smile at his frantic thoughts pouring from his lips, sliding against him again, and again, up until heâs leaning forward and attaching his lips to one of your nipples and suckling against it hard.Â
You groan as you grind, feeling the head of his now, fully hard, cock bumping against your previously stimulated clit. He groans with you, almost at the exact same time but continues to try and leave his mark on you. In love with finally getting your tits in his mouth, your pussy on his cock, and most of all, in love with the fact that youâre not laughing at him for any of it. You seem to melt into it much like he does and he canât help but want to email the creator of that fucking app and personally thank them for this.Â
You rub yourself against him until itâs even more unbearable than before. By now, youâve completely soaked his length and heâs completely soaked your chest in saliva and tiny swollen bite marks. Not that you mind the biting, his little rumbled grow-like moans only made this all the more arousing.
âReady?â You finally sigh out, deliberately grinding against him slowly now, with almost your entire weight behind the grinds.Â
He groans out a âpleaseâ before immediately gripping your hips and stopping you. Pulling his head back so hard and so quicklyâ he kind of forgot to unlatch from your nipple and it sends a sharp pain throughout your body, one that only makes you want to ride him hard. Right now.Â
âHold on, thereâs a condom in the pocket of my jeansââ
âOkay, and?â You laugh, sliding forward again and grinding your clit against him. âIâm on birth control, and Iâm clean.âÂ
He looks at you, his sharp eyes falling back into the sparkling doe eyes as his mouth falls open at the very idea that he gets to hit is fucking raw for the first time?Â
âUnless youâre lying, and youâre not really a virgin?â
Heâs quick to silence your doubt. Heâs 100% never had his cock inside of anything other than his own palm andâ malfunction. Heâs blank again, staring up at you and wincing at the feeling of you pleasuring yourself on top of him.Â
âPlease?â He manages to get out, gripping your hips so tightly by now that heâs sure itâs hurting you.Â
You smile, humming at him when you lift from him, standing on your knees to grab his cock and position him in the right place.Â
âYou sure you want it too?â You ask, only now realizing that youâre genuinely about to take a manâs virginity, and itâs only fair that you give him one last time to decide if he wants you to take it from him. Despite how turned on you are, and regardless of how badly you want to fuck him, itâs not right to just do it without making him really think about it.Â
âFuck, yes.â His fingers tighten against you, his eyes squeeze shut, and his voice comes out as frantic and quite frankly, a bit annoyed. âJust do it already.âÂ
You canât help but smile at him when you do. Lowering yourself slowly on him and feeling the stretch of it. His face is something that you donât think youâll ever forget. He appears to be lost in it, eyes rolling back, his chest heaving, his teeth showing through a half-smile as he moans out at the sensation.Â
He canât get over how warm it is inside of you, the constant clenching of your pussy dragging along his entire length. He canât help it when he moans, he doesnât care that his voice cracks, or that it sounds like a pathetic sob.Â
By the time you bottom out and sit like that for a moment, you almost feel like heâs the one who needs to adjust. Of course, youâre needing this moment to adjust too but godâ just watching him makes you that much more wet and itâs insane how into him you are right now. As if you havenât been since you started talking to him.
âFeels good?â You ask, involuntary clenching around his size, letting out a small sigh yourself at the feeling of his leaking cock inside of you.Â
He hums at you and then takes in a deep breath before fully opening his eyes again and looking at you. Technically, heâs no longer a virgin now. Itâs fucking happening, and youâre hot? So fucking hot? You feel so good? You smell so good. You sound so fucking good.Â
Everything is overwhelmingly good, all he can do now is press his hips up and instantly moan out at the new feeling.Â
You take that as an invitation to absolutely obliterate him, much like you knew you would. So, you do. Lifting yourself up and sliding him almost entirely out of you before sinking down again.Â
His hands shoot to your waist, then he lifts slightly to grab your ass from behind you, and then he flops himself backâ seemingly unable to know what the fuck to do with himself at this feeling.Â
You opt to grab his hands, intertwining your fingers with his and holding them above his head, all so you can lay chest to chest with him, lips right at his neck. You start kissing, riding him so smoothly and doing nothing but listening to his little sounds that he tries to keep inside.Â
âYouâre really cute, you know that?â You whisper against his ear, kissing there too before pulling back to look at his face.
That half-smile never leaves his face, and his fingers squeeze against yours so tightly that you actually start to worry that he may break them. Thankfully, he begins to relax after a few minutes. Adjusting to the overwhelming pleasure and now losing himself to the arousal rather than fighting it.Â
You nearly squeak when you feel him release your hands and grab your face, pulling you up to him as he kisses you mindlessly. Breathlessly, moaning into your mouth all while moving his own hips now. You can feel him jerk his hips, imagining how he fucked his hand through facetime. This is better than that.
You prop to stand up on your knees, offering him the space to fuck you as hard as heâd like, and god. Itâs hard. Itâs deep, and itâs so clumsy. No rhythm, no thought behind it at all, you can fucking tell heâs purely running on adrenaline as he plunges into you.Â
Heâs actually going so hard, that your moans sound more pained than pleasurable, but thatâs not the case at all. You actually canât stop moaning, itâs just the fact that each time he slams into you, your throat lets out a broken sound.Â
For a moment, you think you can actually hear him unintentionally growl against your slack lips as he does it. Already heâs lasted longer than you thought he would, especially without a condom, and youâre so fucking impressed by it.Â
You slide your hand between your bodies, easily rubbing your own clit and drying out your throat even more with the consistent loud moans of how good heâs doing. After a few moments though, his hips stutter and you take that as a sign that you should take over again.
âI donât know how the fuck youâre doing this to me,â You laugh out of pity for yourself, âI really thought I could last longer than this.â
He barely hears you through his ringing ears and rapid heartbeat, but he chuckles at the compliment. Feeling like he must be doing something right to have a woman say that to him. Thereâs one issue. Heâs about two thrusts from cumming again and he will be damned to ruin this for you.Â
You take over, riding him harshly and rubbing your clit even harder. He takes a moment to try and distract himself from how good your pussy feels clenching him and takes it upon himself to bite down hard against his tongue. Something to hurt enough to keep his orgasm from bubbling over, but also not something so awful that heâd lose his arousal entirely.Â
You continue, pushing yourself back up from him and watching the way he tries to focus on anything but whatâs happening. You ride deliberately to get him off though, knowing that the second he does, youâll let yourself go too. He doesnât seem to be picking up the hints.Â
âAre you close?â You ask, out of breath and riding him so consistently that itâs becoming more and more difficult to hold your own orgasm. âLet it go, do it with meââ
Instantly, you hear him whimper out a moan as he releases the bite on his tongue. Shooting himself forward and hugging you so tightly that the pressure of your fingers against your clit is entirely unbearable.Â
âOh, god. Iâmââ You start, moaning against his hair as he hugs against you.
Heâs so fucking relieved, already releasing into you as you say those words. All he can do is breathe through it, feeling your pussy pulse around him as he continues to empty himself into you.Â
Itâs entirely too intense, his ears popping and heart threatening to send him to a hospital. Never did he think having sex was this intense.Â
Little does he know⊠itâs not. But even you, for some reason, find yourself wondering why the fuck that was so good.Â
By the time you pull yourself off of him, both of you wincing and trying to ignore the mixture of cum running down your legs, all you can do is look at him with curiosity.Â
He can barely open his eyes to look back at you, but he tries, he really does.Â
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Heâs not going home tonight. Of course heâs not. Like, how fucking rude would it be to take his virginity and send him on his way? Absolutely the fuck not.
In fact, you made him some food, wobbling on spent legs throughout the kitchen as he lays on his death bed in your room. (Heâs being dramatic.)
All he can do is listen to the sounds of you in the other room and think hard about how he just felt. Physically, it was a lot. Surely if sex is like that all the time, heâd rather not do it as often as Heeseung does. Honestly, his sanity would be at stake.Â
But like, youâre kind of amazing. Given, the two of you barely know each other past lame texts and bullying each other. Physically, you know him more than any other woman and thatâs a block he didnât think would be an issue until it became one.
You made him cum twice. And he thinks you did too, unless youâre lying just to make him feel better. Thereâs no way you didnât feel the intensity of that though. Thereâs no way your wobbling legs were lying to him when you got up and told him you wanted to have a snack before bed.
Thereâs no way you would let him sleep over if you didnât feel the same way he does right now.
And by the time youâre back, handing him a plate of food, he canât help but believe that nothing will ever taste as good as you.
The thing is, thatâs one of the main reasons you did this. To be praised, to have a man think youâd be the best he will ever have until he eventually meets someone else and they do better than you did. Now though, you feel weird.Â
This is a one night stand. A charity-fuck, as it still stands at least.Â
âSo,â You start, taking a bite of your food still as naked as can be regardless of how stupid it must look to be eating in a cum-soaked bed like this. âI guess you should change your bio in the app now.â
He looks at you, and then at his food.
âYeah, I guess I shouldâŠâÂ
âIâll help you fix your age on it. Now that you know what youâre doing with a woman and all.â
Itâs silent for a minute.
âIs it too forward if I say that Iâd rather just delete the app and keep calling you?â
Thank fuck Jake is forward and embarrassing with it. Youâre not ready to give up the single life but on the other hand, after that, youâre not exactly ready to share him with other women just yet either. If he wants to attach himself for a while, youâre going to let him. Purely because, like, look at him. Everything is endearing, and when heâs not being adorable heâs just being fucking hot.
Maybe you will be ready to give up the single life if itâs with Jake.Â
You nod with a smile, wondering if he expects you to delete the app too. Because youâre not so sure about that, but also you think you probably would if he asks with those stupid doe eyes.Â
Strangely enough, he doesnât even ask. He just starts eating the food with a content look on his face. Sweat having dried up but left his hair a mess, his skin is glowingâ you thinkâŠoh no. Why are you looking at him like this?
âHey, I should probably call Jay and tell him not to come home until late tomorrow or something.â
Jake nods, lifting his eyes to you and watching you take your phone out.Â
âI should call my friend too, he told me to let him know when I get my cherry popped.â
You snort at him with a laugh right as Jay answers the phone, and honestly, youâd rather listen to Jakeâs friend than Jay whining about having to spend even more time with his overbearing parents.Â
âHey Jay, donât come home 'til I call you tomorrow, bye.â You say quickly before hanging up.Â
Instantly youâre setting your plate on your table and launching yourself at Jake and his phone.Â
âPut him on speaker.â
Jake does just that, laughing at Heeseungâs reaction when he hears you speak rather than his best friend over the line.Â
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I have a request... maybe reader is popular on tiktok and she does that thing on tiktok "raw next question" jokingly but he sees the video and responds
raw next question? ⯠RAFE CAMERON
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summary you jokingly leave a comment underneath rafe cameron's tiktok thinking nothing of it because of the trend going around. the following day he responds back with interest.
warning(s) little bit of cursing, mentions of drinking.
Several people have used the term "raw next question" on tiktok to describe their celebrity crushes, influencers, or people they find attractive in general. You even got them.
On an ordinary Friday, you were sitting on the couch, scrolling through your for you page while the television played. You just came across Rafe Cameron's tiktok video where he posted slides of himself.Â
Rafe Cameron is a popular guy on the app who every girl fantasizes about. He became popular after posting a tiktok of himself. A few months ago, he followed you on tiktok and instagramâŻyou followed back on both.
You won't lie, he's an attractive guyâŻhe knows he is. Neither of you have commented under each other's post beforeâŻyou thought why not comment and see what happens.
"Should I do it?" You casually ask yourself as if you were in deep thought, "fuck it."
yourusername: raw next question?
⟠fan2: umm ariana what are you doing here???
⟠fan5: this is so unexpected but HELL YEAH
⟠fan3: not her being BOLD đ
After leaving your comment on Rafe's tiktok, you placed your phone down and resumed watching your movie. You felt your phone vibrate as supporters responded and making edits of Rafe and you.Â
You honestly hoped on the trend but knew what would come from it after submitting the comment. Supporters know you will shoot your shot without thinkingâŻyou only live once.
The next day, you had two best friends over, Evelyn and Zoie. Three of you are having a girls' night that includes making dinner, drinking, playing games, baking, and watching movies.Â
Evelny and you were gathering the ingredients for the cookies when Zoie let out a loud gasp while holding her phone, causing you two to look up, anxious.Â
"What happened?" Evelyn and you speak in unison, setting everything down and walking overâŻlooking over on both Zoie's shoulders.
"Rafe Cameron responded to your comment, Y/N," and all mouths dropped to the floor.
You freeze, your stomach doing a little somersault. âWhat?!â
You sigh and take Zoie's phone, saying, "Let me see."
There he is, sitting casually in a chair, the lighting soft and golden, his blonde hair slightly tousled. Heâs rocking back and forth, staring off into the distance like heâs deep in thought. Then, slowly, he glances down at his phone.
The frown on his face shiftsâsubtly at first, then into a sly smirk. He leans forward, looking directly at the camera. âUh-huh,â he says, his voice low and teasing.
"Y/N, you better say something because he's definitely interested," she replies. "I gotta agree with Zoie on this one," Evelyn adds, folding her arms and nodding to Zoie in agreement.Â
"Let me check my phone first to see if he's messaged me," you say with a hint of eagerness and excitement, "plus I mainly commented to join the trend..." you trail off.
"Yeah sure" Zoie sarcastically remarks, leaning forward, shaking her head side to side.
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rafe cameron: hey! bold move, I think we should talk.Â
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PAIRING: nerd!rafe cameron x popular!reader
SUMMARY: you keep on interrupting rafeâs rambles with your kisses.
WORD COUNT: 565
WARNINGS: lots of kisses; fluffy mostly, just very slightly suggestive in between; usage of nicknames; rafe being kinda shy and flustered my baby :â)
EDITH SPEAKS: this fic is inspired by this fic by @xoxochb. itâs a percy jackson one, and if you are interested in that fandom i definitely recommend reading this fic and checking the rest of their stuff out!
and, thank you to @maddsxfall too who helped me write this fic :) I love u maddie! <3
I hope you all enjoy reading this! as always, reblogs and feedback are highly appreciated đ
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âThe cosmos is made of isolated points â the stars, which are connected by invisible lines of influence, and similarly, our brains are also made of isolated points, in this case, the neurons, which are also connected byââ
Rafeâs ramble is cut off with your lips pressed on his, his eyes immediately shutting close at the reaction.Â
âWhat was that?â He mumbles, eyes barely open as you pull back and look up at him, gently pushing his glasses above the bridge of his nose.Â
âYou just looked so cute rambling about whatever it was you were rambling about,â you laugh softly.Â
His own lips lift up to a small smile as he softly shakes his head. âAs I was saying, our neurons are also connected by invisible lines of influence andâ mmph neurons create patterns of thoughts and memory whileâ mmh stars createâ hmm patterns for navigation and storytelling,â Rafe looks at your grinning face, the way you feel so victorious about interrupting his ramble again and again with kisses.Â
âWhat else?â You mumble softly, pressing your lips back to his in a firm kiss, allowing both of yourself to stay in your bubble for a moment or so before pulling back.Â
âUh, also uhâŠâ Rafe clears his throat, a little flustered from your kisses, which you can visibly see from the pink flush beginning to color his cheeks. You giggle softly, watching how his glasses slide down his nose again and just decide to take them off, carefully keeping them to the side.Â
âMhm, go on,â I hum softly, giving him another small kiss.Â
âThere are 86 billion neurons in a human brain,â Rafe murmurs against your lips, and you kiss them softly again, âand when we zoom out enoughâ mmh the web of neurons looks a lot likeââ A soft gasp leaves Rafe lips when you begin to trail your lips behind his ear, gently kissing the delicate skin there before trailing down to the side of his neck.Â
âYeah baby?â You mumble into his neck, your voice vibrating against his skin which sends a shiver down his spine.Â
âlooks a lot like⊠the cosmos, like the⊠galaxy clusters connected⊠withâŠâ he lets out soft breaths between words, feeling his eyelids getting heavier. âdark matterâŠâ he finally breathes out.Â
You are pressing gentle kisses over the sensitive skin of his neck, soft shallow breaths leaving his lips as he feels a certain tingling sensation on his neck.Â
âYouâre so smartâŠâ you mumble softly, kissing up to his sharp jawline and over his cheek before reaching his lips again, and pressing a soft kiss to them. âI love hearing you ramble,â you mumble against his lips, pulling back slightly and smiling at his flustered cheeks.Â
âYou⊠you do?â Rafe mumbles quietly, âitâs not boring?â
You shake your head with your smile still proud on your lips. âNever. Do it as much as you want to,â you murmur.Â
âDid you know there were countless stars that were a part of ancient constellations, but they just dimmed or have gone supernova?â He blurts out, his voice quiet.Â
You let out a soft chuckle and give him a soft peck on his lips. âOh yeah?â You murmur, kissing his lips again. âTell me more.âÂ
Rafe can feel his heart warming as you kiss him repetitively and ask him to tell you more.Â
Oh here we go again.
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