#cause I dont catch big feelings too often& it just so happened that the other times Ive started getting to know someone &developed feelings-

[shroomierambles]

ugghhhhh I have feelings for a friend, which literally hasn’t happened since like early highschool :’)

cause the way my feelings work, I don’t catch romantic feelings for friends once we’re already friends. I caught feelings when we were getting to know each other & I thought it was mutual, but turns out I’m 90% sure I was wrong & now we’re platonic buds, becoming really close friends. and I’m not used to dealing with having romantic feelings & pining over a friend :’)

[mspaintbrush]

Mauga thoughts

He is a biter

He WILL bite you if you hold him down

The only one who can really keep Mauga under control after Baptiste left Talon is Doomfist

Doomfist uses violence for that (of course) (he has been bit while holding him down) (uses his gauntlet hand around Maugas head now)

Mauga refuses to let Moira experiment on him (even though she'd love to), my boy has had enough of unpermitted alterations to his body, even though he liked the changes the first time

He really doesnt get along with Reaper

Reaper is very bitter/serious/stern about the fights and Talon's mission, completely opposite of Mauga who sees it as a game and a fun way to spend his time

Reaper tells Mauga regularily that this isnt a game and that he should stop playing with dying men

Mauga is not impressed by any of reapers threats, he finds them amusing at best

#1 reaper bully, walks through him on purpose on a daily basis just cause he likes the feeling of the smoke on his skin

Sombra sympathizer

There are not many other fun people to spend time with at Talon anyways

Sombra is weary of him and pretty quickly saw through his happy and laid-back mask when she watched him in battle

But she also doesnt have many optional conversation partners at the base, so they hang out and bully Reaper together

Sombra is fascinated with how he gets his hair so nice and fluffy (the secret is the blood of your enemies)

Pranks him sometimes by putting sticky notes on his back that he cant reach because he is too buff

He can play Ukulele or at least owns one (canon)

It used to belong to Baptiste

Mauga took it from his things after he left Talon, its his only reminder of their time together

Sometimes Mauga just holds it and plays a few notes when he is reminiscing

Together with his guns one of the only things he hates people touching

Could work really well with Lucio if he wanted to

Maybe I'm writing Lucio a bit very naive here but I feel like he could be fooled by Mauga's personality (and Mauga would take full advantage of that)

Like he would bring this dude to the base á la "hey guys meet my new friend he plays ukulele and is really fun" with Mauga just grinning as everyone stares in horror

Baptiste used Mauga as a couch during their Talon times (illegal murder operations dont really provide comfortable resting places, so you make due)

Both miss it, both have no one close enough to replicate the feeling (which doesnt mean they dont try)

Mauga leans his guns on his side or the ukulele on his chest, but since everyone has enough common sense to not go anywhere near him thats all he can do

I think it would be funny if during a mission brief a very tired Sigma leans onto him (he doesnt have this famous common sense to really notice the danger radiating off Mauga) and everyone holds their breath as it happens. Against all odds Mauga doesnt say anything as he quietly enjoys it. Its not a common occurence, much to Mauga's disappointment.

Baptiste sits on the side of the couch, owns a very big pillow and the tendency to lean onto people if he gets very tired (since most people arent a 6 foot mountain of muscle  though, they dont really have the necessary strength to hold him)

Some eventually catch on and subliminally try to persuade Reinhardt to sit next to Baptiste more often. Maybe Reinhardt notices it too, but definitely not as the first lets be honest. (Reinhardt is the general couch for everyone in Overwatch who wants to, i dont make the rules)

Mauga's body needs a LOT of nutrients and protein to keep up its shape, more so with him working out on the side, so this man is constantly eating

This guy is a foodie, gets really gnarly when he's hungry and even more ruthless and unpredictable

Fish is a main food in Samoa, but since Mauga has a strong connection to the ocean and the ecosystem behind it I dont think he would eat any fish he didnt catch himself. And he doesnt trust Talon enough to verify where the fish came from. So no fish for him right now.

Is a sweettooth, there a lot of sweet samoan dishes featuring coconut milk and fresh fruit from the island

He probably often complains about the cheap quality of the fruits Talon have to offer him. They get picked too early before truly ripe or just dont seem to have the same intense flavor as an island grown fruit would have.

Can and will crack a coconut easily by hand. Or rather by teeth.

(I wonder if that is humanly possible)

(I looked it up. You need around 610N to crack open a coconut. Humans can bite with about 1000-1400N. So its possible. Crazy.)

Being used to warm and tropical weather he struggles with any mission too far up north. He has to wear more clothing during those, limiting his mobility and effectiveness.

Probably has a hard time finding fitting clothes in general, Talon has a special seamstress just for this case. (And for Doom and Sigma too probably, they are huge)

Is a very well educated man and still keeps up with recent studies and research, especially revolving around marine biology.

He doesnt show this side of him in public, only reading when he is alone in his room.

Sigma is able to gain access to whatever books and publications he wants, nobody really double checks because they dont care or wouldnt understand anyway. So Mauga puts his desired books on Sigma's list and takes them from his lab once they arrive.

Sombra picks up on this eventually, since she spends a lot of time with Sigma. What will she do with this information? Who knows.

Sigma isnt aware of this but does wonder why there are books about non-physics topics around. Sometimes he looks at the colourful reef pictures.

Scuba Sigma - the origin story

favourite animal: shork

He knows how vital they are for marine life and relates to them.

They look and are told to be extremely aggressive, but arent. They still are incredibly powerful and efficient killing machines though. There is a nice metaphor compared to himself here. Somewhere.

Corrects anyone badmouthing sharks and doesnt care if that feels "out of character" to bystanders

Always wanted to learn how to surf but is lacking balance and a normal body size. And since being in Talon, time. And water. Everything really, but he thinks about it sometimes.

Good swimmer, his body shape is not super helpful but he makes up for it with great strength and form

Loves to dive, not necessarily in whole gear, but he can hold his breath longer than average

Generally just enjoys being in water

Knows how to catch fish (of course)

Usually you'd catch fish with a traditional net or maybe hook and rod, but Mauga knows how to spearfish and sometimes does it to show off

If there are no current missions he helps out carrying cargo and other equipment around Talon quarters. Its something of a practical workout for him.

Not a drinker. One or two bottles of beer at most. He wants to be in full control and aware of his sorroundings at all times.

He does pretend to be more intoxicated to provoke bystanders to let their guard down.

If he truly gets wasted he is the silent type. The "stares at you uncomfortably from a corner"-type. His extroverted and noisy facade disappears, revealing the cunning and sadistic spirit inside.

[prettywhenibleed]

@lovedtodeth:

Okay so, I got this idea from the song “Dont know what you got (till it’s gone)” by Cinderella when I was listening to it. What if in this scenario, (y/n) has always had feelings for Paul but never grows the confidence to tell him. And maybe there’s instances where Paul would just be too naive to even realize that reader has a massive crush on him.  Reader overhears a convo with Paul and marko, where marko asks if Paul would actually catch feelings for someone and he’s like “naahhh” so, that’s the readers last straw? Reader decides to go away for a while in hopes to just get over him bc how hurt they were and the entire time the reader is gone, Paul starts to realize everything the reader did for him and all the good times. Ofc he starts to miss them, and …realizes that he indeed also had feelings for them.

I hope you like it and it is what you wanted.

𝕯𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝕶𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝕲𝖔𝖙 (Don't Know What You Got)

Fem!Reader x Paul

TW: Weed, nothing else except sad boy hours with Paul

This is a request from my old account that I did.

You and Paul sat together on one of the beaten up couches in the cave, his arm laying across the back of the couch behind you as he took a hit from the joint he was holding. Blowing out the smoke, he passed it to you, to which you accepted and took your own hit. You and Paul would often just hang out together, smoke and listen to music, whether that was in the cave, out on the beach or under the boardwalk. You loved hanging out with Paul, he was so much fun, so sweet, funny and kind to you. Over the year that you had known him and the others for, you had developed feelings for him. Your feelings for him grew from just friends, to wanting more pretty quickly after meeting him for the first time. Though, you never told Paul about your feelings for him. You never had the confidence to. What if he didn’t feel the same way? What if you ruined your friendship by telling him? You couldn’t do that and you couldn’t take the rejection, not from him. 

Even though Paul had never realized it, the others did. It was pretty obvious to everyone except Paul that you had a massive crush on him. You thought that maybe one day he might see how much you cared for him and take the initiative and ask you out, but that never happened. Paul was too naive to even notice it. You were brought out of your thoughts by Paul nudging you. “Hey. You gonna pass that, sugar?” He asked, a goofy grin on his face as he watched your zoned out expression and you holding the joint in your hand. He just thought that you were really high and spacing out. You recovered by sending a grin back at him. “Sorry.” You said, laughing a little and passing it back to him. Paul took the joint off of you and gave you a shrug. “It’s all good, babe. I know you’re a weakling when it comes to my weed.” He teased, which promptly earned him a playful jab in his side from you as you feigned hurt. “Rude! I’m not a weakling!” You defended. The rest of the night went on and eventually ended with Paul dropping you off at your place. 

A few more days passed and you met up with the boys at the boardwalk. As soon as Paul spotted you walking up to them, he ran up to you, picking you up and spinning you around before putting you back on the ground. “Finally! We’ve been waiting for ages!” Paul whined, causing you to laugh. “Dude, we’ve only been waiting for like, ten minutes.” Marko said, laughing at his brother. You and Paul made your way over to the others, Paul’s arm slung over your shoulders. “Yeah well, it was ten minutes too long.” He said, sticking out his bottom lip in a pout, trying to gain some kind of sympathy from you and his brothers, to no avail. You turned to Paul. “Come on you big baby. Let’s get something to eat cause I’m starving.” You told him and the others. While they didn’t necessarily need to eat human food, they still enjoyed it. The five of you made your way to one of the food stalls to get some food. Marko and Paul were messing around in the line, playfully shoving each other and laughing, which caused a few people in the line to give them annoyed looks. 

You, Dwayne and David just watched on in amusement and their antics. Eventually, you all got to the front of the line and ordered. After getting your food, you all started to head back to the bikes, Marko and Paul starting up the shoving again. It would have been fine, if Marko didn’t shove him a little too hard, causing Paul to drop his food. He just stood there for a few moments, staring at his now dirt and sand covered food on the ground. Feeling bad for him and not being able to stand the sad look on his face, you handed your food over to Paul. “Here, have mine. I’ll go get some more.” You told him, giving him your food and as soon as he took it, you left to go get some more food before he could even thank you. While you were in line again waiting to reorder, the boys were standing in the same spot, waiting for you to get back. Paul was apparently so touched by your gesture, that he proceeded to cry as he ate the food that you had given him. Admittedly, he was also kinda really high too. 

When you got back to them, you gave Paul a concerned look. “Hey, Paulie. You okay?” You gently asked him as you watched him cry and eat. “Mhm.” Paul said as he nodded. “You’re just so nice to me, sugar! You were so hungry but you still gave me your food.” He said as he continued to cry. You pulled Paul into a hug, being careful of the food, to comfort him but you couldn’t help the giggle that came from you. “You’re welcome Paul but you don’t need to cry. It’s just food.” You told him. After you had all finished eating and Paul had finished crying, you guys went on some rides. By that you meant that you, Marko and Paul went on the rides while Dwayne and David just stood back and watched the three of you. The night went on and you all had a great time, as you always did and just like every night, Paul dropped you off at your house. He didn’t really have to, since you only lived about a fifteen minute walk from the boardwalk, but Paul always insisted since when you went back home, it was very late. 

The next night, Paul picked you up from your place and drove you to the boardwalk. You all went about with what you normally did. At some point, you, Paul and Marko ventured under the boardwalk to smoke but after a while, you told them that you would be right back as you needed to go get a drink. They offered to go with you but you told them that you would be fine. When you were headed back to them, drink in hand, you stopped. You were close enough that they hadn’t noticed you yet and close enough that you could hear a conversation that they were having. “Hey Paul?” Marko said, gaining Paul’s attention. “Yeah bud?” Paul replied, looking over at Marko. “Do you think you would ever catch feelings for someone?” Marko asked. Paul didn’t take too long to think of his answer. “Nah, I don’t think I would. Why?” Paul answered with a shrug. Marko gave Paul a shrug back. “No reason. Just wondering.”

It felt like a knife had just been plunged into your heart and you felt your body go ice cold. Paul would never have feelings for anyone. He would never have feelings for you. Tears started to well up in your eyes as you quietly turned around and walked away. Before, you at least had a little hope that maybe he could feel the same way about you as you felt about him but after hearing that, your worst fears were confirmed. Paul would never love you. How could you be so stupid as to think that he would even like you like that, let alone love you? You walked back up onto the boardwalk and made your way towards the exit. You couldn’t face them now. You couldn’t face him. That night, you walked home for the first time since you had started hanging out with the boys, crying the whole way and eventually, crying yourself to sleep. 

You were woken up by the sound of tapping on your window. You laid still for a few moments, listening and waiting, knowing it must be one of the boys. The voice that you heard only confirmed your suspicions. “Sugar? I know you’re in there. Why did you leave? Did something happen?” Paul asked through the window. You were glad that the curtains were drawn and the window was locked. You didn’t want to see or talk to him right now. Honestly, in all of your hurt that you were feeling right now, you didn’t know if you ever wanted to talk to him again. Paul continued to try and get you to talk to him and open up for a few hours before finally giving up and leaving you alone. 

The next couple days were a blur. You hadn’t been showing up to the boardwalk and had been ignoring the taps and calls from your window. You had had time to think and, as much as it pained you, you had decided that you needed to get away from Santa Carla. More specifically, away from a certain vampire. You had some family about five hours from here that had said that you could stay with them. After packing your things, you took one last look at your room before leaving and heading to the bus stop. You had decided it would be best if you left during the day, that way, you wouldn’t run into anyone that you were trying to avoid. You also decided to leave a note. In it, you explained your reason for leaving and told them that you loved them all and you would cherish their friendship forever. You also told Paul that, while you knew that he would never love you, you would always love him. 

That night, Paul woke up and headed straight to your house, intent on getting you to let him in or at the very least, talk to him through the window. Arriving at your house and finding your window cracked open, Paul was filled with relief. Finally, you were willing to let him in. Though, what he would find when he got into your bedroom, would leave him feeling something that he wouldn’t fully understand yet. After reading your letter, Paul didn’t know what to feel. He didn’t even know that you liked him in that way and if he was being honest, he never really thought about if he felt that way towards you. Paul left your house and headed back to the cave, suddenly not feeling like going to the boardwalk tonight. He now understood why you had suddenly left the other night and why you had locked yourself in your room, refusing to talk to him. You had overheard his conversation with Marko. To say the least, he felt horrible. He never wanted to hurt you, you were one of his best friends. He loved spending time with you. He loved making you laugh. He loved getting high with you, listening to music and talking about random things that, to others, may have seemed dumb. He loved that, even though he knew it to be kind of true, you never made him feel stupid. It was then that Paul realized what that feeling was. It was heartbreak.

The next few weeks were pure torture. Constantly reminiscing on all the good times he and you shared and there were many. All the little gestures, touches and compliments that you gave him, all the laughs you had together. Paul missed them all and it was over these few weeks that he realized something that he wished he had realized long ago. He was in love with you too and it killed him that it took losing you to realize it. The worst part was, he couldn’t even tell you any of this. He had no idea where you had gone and he had no way of getting into contact with you. As a way of torturing himself, Paul played Don’t know what you got (til it’s gone) by Cinderella on repeat, wallowing in his own self pity and thinking of you and all the things that he wished he could have said to you and would hopefully get to say to you one day if you ever came back. Luckily for him, and for the others who have had to deal with Paul sulking around, you did come back about a month later. 

Arriving back in Santa Carla was weird but it also filled you with butterflies. All the memories you had here with the boys still never failed to make you smile. Well, that is until you start to think about the reason you left in the first place. But you were back. It wasn’t long after you left that you started to regret your decision to leave. It felt like you had left a part of yourself here, though you tried to push those feelings away and focus on moving on. It didn’t work though. The longer you were away from here, away from your friends and away from Paul, your heart broke more and more. Finally, after almost two months, you admitted defeat and decided to come back. You would be lying if your first thought after getting back, wasn’t to go straight to the cave and see the boys. You missed them all so much but there was one particular boy you missed the most. Never being able to rid your mind of his goofy smile and contagious laugh. Or the way he made you feel. 

As you made your way onto the boardwalk, you rubbed your hands together out of nervousness. You were nervous to see them again and nervous to have to explain yourself and your letter. Walking through the crowd, you made your way over to where you knew their bikes would be and just like always, there they sat. Your heart fluttered at the sight but felt it sink a little when you saw a very miserable looking Paul. He wasn’t at all his usual, goofy, loud and wild self. Speeding up, you made a b-line for them and as you grew closer, you saw Paul’s head shoot up. He stared at you, his eyes wide and looking like he was in shock, though it didn’t last long as he quickly rushed to you and hauled you up into his arms. “Y/n! I can’t believe it’s you! You’re back!” He exclaimed, hugging you to him in a tight grip before pulling back slightly to look at you. “It really is you, right? I’m not hallucinating?” He didn’t give you time to answer before he pulled you back in. “Of course it’s you. God I’m so sorry, sugar. Please, please forgive me. I was so stupid. I didn’t mean to hurt you and I’ve done a lot of soul searching while you were gone and I realized that I love you too. I was just too stupid to realize it sooner.” Paul basically blurted all of this out in one go, you never getting a chance to respond, but you didn’t mind too much, as what he said last made your heart pound. He loved you too. 

Finally putting you down and pulling away slightly, you were able to speak. “Paul.” You said, bringing a hand up to cup his cheek, to which he leaned into. “You’re not stupid. I should have said something about how I felt. I should have talked to you instead of running off like that.” You told him. “I don’t care about any of that now. You're back and I’m not letting you go ever again.” He cooed at you as he brought you into a kiss. You were surprised at first, but quickly melted into the kiss. It was like a dream and if that was true, you never wanted to wake up from it. You wrapped your arms around Paul’s shoulders as his came down to wrap themselves around your waist. Lost in the kiss, you were both brought back to reality by obnoxious coughing from the boys. “Get a room you two.” 

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[jones-friend]

Kingdom Death

Today I had the chance to play Kingdom Death: Monster. KDM is a fantastic big box game with Berserk-like grimdark feels and a gnarly sense of humor. So CW, many parts of this game are soul grinding and depressing. If violence, gore, horrifying monsters with sexual overtones, hopelessness, these darker kinds of themes aren’t appealing to you then you should skip this one!

While I dont typically enjoy these things I liked what KDM was doing and I enjoyed the way it handled them.

In KDM you and three other survivors awaken in this dark land, its surfaces made of stone faces, with a great prowling beast that devours its prey bite by brutal bite. You take arms with your fragment of a face and a sash around your waist and challenge the great beast!

You’re going to die. And dying isn’t even the worst thing that can happen to you.

KDM fully embraces its grimdark nature. Injuries often come with intensely debilitating consequences like ruptured spleens and eye gouging. Everything comes with a risk, today trying to land an attack on my own turn caused me to get decapitated! Don’t get too attached to your characters, death is only two bad rolls away.

The gameplay loop is survivors go on a hunt for a monster, they have a showdown with a monster, and a settlement phase where players grow their home base.

During the hunt players advance across event cards, some unique to the monster some generic. Events can be positive but they can be negative, some can move the monster or survivors closer or further away. You have to catch the monster before you reach the starvation space or there’s dire consequences. You are never safe in this game. In one event one of our hunters died and we had to go into the fight already down one party member.

Then you have the showdown. KDM has a legion of beautifully designed mini’s that are part of the experience. Each turn begins with the monster using an attack off the Monster AI deck. Then players move in and attempt to land wounds. Each wound removes a card from the Monster AI deck and we continue until we land a hit and the monster can’t remove any other cards.

This removes attacks from the deck as we wound the monster. And sometime attacks pop back on the deck. The gorm’s hiccup puts the monster in this endless loop of hiccuping until you land damage and its hilarious.

When you DO land a hit you aren’t dealing damage yet. You flip over a Hit Location (HL) card. There is a threshold required to deal a wound. If you fail to wound often there’s a repercussion that can kill you. Like the monster getting an extra attack. Then there’s TRAPS in the HL deck that can have lethal consequences (and one did!).

You take about two damage to a body part before rolling on debilitating effects tables (like ruptured spleen!) and there’s a lot of tables with a lot of bad things that can happen to you!

You will use your items and gear in coordination with your allies to down monsters for parts!

You will return to your settlement with all gear and any survivors and enter this settlement phase. Events happen here (that can kill you!) and you start smiths, shops, form societal ideals for passives, you construct a settlement in this hostile world and gather new population to your settlement (which are essentially your pool of lives).

After managing your gear, making new stuff, and managing different events youre off on a new hunt!

KDM is an incredibly wide game. Its Berserk + Monster Hunter. Its got a hilariously grotesque sense of humor (if you crit the lion’s balls it only targets you) and despite all the bad shit the game throws at you its more about managing complications than just suffering.

KDM has an incredible price point of $400 because the developers are entirely behind its big box identity, having incredible mini’s and production value. The price point makes it a hard sell BUT there are black friday and gencon deals that can reduce the price. If these big box games are something you enjoy I would look into KDM! Its a great time!

[weirdenbyferret]

So erm..the tag about how he totes cant sense our heart beat.....it inspired meeeee, so here, a oneshot under the keep readinggggg. Also hmmmmah i give him four arms because four armed eclipse supremacy

Hope you like it @naffeclipse!

Also yes I know leaf slugs eat algae, but i was already too far into the writing when naff said that we're a leaf slug, im not going back and changing it

Just warning: some suggestiveeeeeness

You shouldnt have decided to hunt in the seaweed.

Lately, you havent liked leaving your den that much.

All because of a nonstop feeling of being watched when you're outside of it.

For about a year now you've been friends with a pair of shark mers.

A sweet energetic yellow shortfin mako shark named Sun, and a quiet usually slower blue shark named Moon who adopted each other as brothers when they were young.

You loved to hang out with them, they were so fun and silly to talk with and occasionally hunt with them if the three of your got hungry.

After a couple (accidental) mentions of another, older adopted brother who was the one to find them and bring them together, you got curious and asked if you could meet him.

They seemed to love him just as much as they loved each other, and they were so sweet, surely he'd be at least a bit similar.

They were very hesitant, but after a bit, they reluctantly saie that they'd ask him to come meet you next time they spent time with you.

And you cant help but admit, you were very excited when you saw a third mer trailing behind the two next time they both came.

Though, he didnt seem that excited to be there as he followed your friends.

But you were surprised, Sun and Moon even more so, when Eclipse suddenly became less disinterested when he saw you.

You couldnt help but flush as the entire time the three were there, you'd see Eclipse looking at you in a strange way you couldnt figure out, as well as sticking closer to you than Sun and Moon.

You didnt exactly understand what was happening, and you still dont, but you felt a bit flustered.

But you also felt a bit uneasy.

Even more so after the three left, as slowly the feeling of being watched appeared.

Slowly you started sticking to your den more often, soon only coming out to catch a meal or to hang out with Sun, Moon, and/or Eclipse, though times with Eclipse were smaller and rarer.

And as usual, today, you carefully left the safety of your den to hunt.

You wish food would come to you. The entrance to your den was so small, not even big enough for Moon to get inside. No predator mer would be able to get to you if the fish just came to you.

But of course, its never that easy is it?

So you left to go hunting.

Despite your anxiety and the prickling feeling of being watched, you told yourself it would be fine.

Its been a couple months of this, nothing has happened, and its likely nothing will happen, especially since its been so long with this.

You tried hunting out in the open for a bit. After all, if anything came towards you, you'd be able to see it right?

But the feeling of being watched was too much, plus it was probably the same for the fish as well and they kept getting away.

So you went to the kelp forest to find some fish there.

It would be easier to sneak up on any fish you found in there.

You didnt really think about how it might be the same for whatevers watching you.

The feeling of beeing watched lessened slightly as you carefully swam through the kelp, the sea plants hiding you well, especially with your many leaf-like cerata along your back, as you hunted and more easily got food to fill your belly.

Soon you'd gotten your fill, and you planned to turn back and swim back to your den.

But then you saw a moving shadow in the corner of your vision.

Quickly you spun around to see what you saw.

But you didnt see anything but the kelp surrounding you.

Then it happened again.

Your heart raced as you turned again to try and see what caused the shadow.

Again nothing, but you kept turning and looking around, paranoid and trying to figure out what the shadow was.

Then you felt a prescence behind you.

Before you could turn around once again, you felt yourself being pinned to the ground and you gasped with fright before frantically struggling.

You heard a low chuckle above you, before a large thumb brushing over your lips, then pushed down slightly, keeping your lips shut, and you heard a low voice whisper in your ear, shushing you.

You trembled, before looking up, your eyes widening as you recognized the yellow eyes, the deep red scales, and the black stripes of none other than Eclipse.

You breathed out shakily as he breathed warm water brushing over your face with a chuckle, your eyes wide with shock, meanwhile your face was slightly flushed, caught off guard by his close proximity.

Your breath hitched as he wrapped his so much larger and longer tail around you, stopping any struggle before it could even start, and as the same hand of the thumb over your lips cupped your cheek, another on your hip, before he whispered in your ear.

"Hello, sweet chum..."

His voice was lower than you'd heard it before and it sent shivers down your spine.

A soft quiet gasp leaves you as he then brushes one of the fingers on your hip across some of your cerata, your sensitive cerata.

You hear him purr as you react like that, before feeling his grip tighten slightly.

"Mm...almost thought you'd never stray too far from that hole of yours....."

You dont know how to react.

You just know that the dots are connecting and you are realizing he is why you've felt eyes on you.

Hes been watching you.

Stalking you.

Perhaps obsessing over you.

Without you even noticing.

Finally after a bit you attempt to push him away, a weak pathetic attempt at resistance, but he simply collects your wrists into one hand and pins them above your head with a low growl.

"Now now...none of that."

You tense up slightly as he then presses closer against you, then brings up his fourth hand to your cheek as he cups your face, your rhinophores nervously curling around his wrists.

He chuckles, feeling the soft scent recepting organs on your head around his wrists, before bringing his hands up to be around the bases of your so very sensitive rhinophores, happily drawing out a soft gasp from your lips as he touches them, your lips parting slightly.

He purrs again as you then make a soft sound of surprise as he presses his lips against yours before you can close them, kissing you in a passionate way that leaves you red faced and panting when he pulls away again with a grin.

You stare up at him with very wide eyes for a bit, before squirming, your rhinophores unlatching from his wrists and curling over your eyes, hiding them.

Though, he quickly pushes his thumbs at the base of them, another gasp leaving you as he prods at the sensitive flesh on your rhinophores to make them pull away from your eyes again.

"Oh sweeheart, dont cover your eyes from me...they're so pretty~"

You let out a whine in response, curling in on yourself as much as your are able to with his tail curled around your lower half and his hand pinned your wrists above your head.

He chuckles.

"Flustered, sweet chum...~"

You whimper before shaking your head as much as you can without making more of the fuzzy feelings from him touching your rhinophores go through you.

He lets out a soft laugh at that, before slowly bringing the hand on your hip up to your chest, resting it right over your heart, then whispering in your ear again.

"Dont lie....I can sense your heart beat, and its going so fast, pump pump pumping as you struggle to calm a bit~"

Your breath hitches at how he said that before finally you squeeze your eyes shut and desperately say a soft little plea.

"Pl-please....l-leave me al-alone..."

As you say that, you hear him let out a hum.

After a couple minutes you're sure he wont do so, but then he lets go of your wrists and pulls away slightly, his tail loosening around you.

"Fine, after all you asked so nicely...."

But then he looks back down at you again, his eyes narrowed and his grin wide and sharp again, gripping your rhinophores slightly and tightening his tail back around you as he leans back, close.

"Oh, but not before I leave a little mark on you....~"

Before you can ask in a nervous and startled voice what he means, he tilts your head, exposing your neck, leans in to the crook of your neck, and...

A sharp gasp leaves you as his teeth sink into the flesh of your neck, your eyes wide.

You dont dare try to pull away or push him off.

If you try, with his serrated teeth still sunk into your flesh, he could bring back a chunk out of your neck.

Your rhinophores twitch in his hands as for a bit, while his jaw is clamped down on your neck, he licks at your soft skin.

When he does pull away, pulling his teeth back out of your flesh, he doesnt stop licking, licking up the blood that attempts to ooze out of the bite mark and into the water.

He wears a wide open smile, visibly licking his own teeth, and finally, he pulls away, letting go of you and unwrapping his tail.

Before he does anything else though, he uses a finger to tilt your head up and presses his lips against yours again, and your face flushes even more as his tongue dips into your mouth and curls around your tongue, making you taste your own blood, before pulling away again and whispering into you ear again.

"Until we meet again, my sweet chum...~"

And at that he swims away, quickly dissapearing into the shadows and the kelp.

Leaving you there on the sea floor, much too flustered and stunned for your liking.

~○◇●◇○~

Somewhere after the bite wound healed, Sun and Moon came to visit you again.

You were excited, seeing them in the distance coming towards you.

But then it became just a bit less when you saw Eclipse close behind, and a bit more nervous.

But you kept a smile as they came over, and carefully you hid the bite mark on your neck.

You didnt want the boys worrying about you after all.

But damn Moon and his hyper vigilant eye, as not even three minutes after the three got to you, Moon swam up to you and pushed your cerata away from your neck.

Immediately, Sun's gaze snapped to the mark on your mark and he quickly came over closer as well, quickly worrying and asking you what happened, who did this to you, are you ok, do you need help, the usual worrying questions from Sun.

But for once you couldnt answer him that well.

Your gaze drifted to Eclipse, your eyes quickly meeting bis that are always there, waiting for you to meet his gaze, and he smirked and raised a finger to his lips, a silent gesture for you to be quiet. Perhaps with a just as silent 'or else.'

And quickly you looked away to avoid the other two seeing, and after a bit you simply said that its fine, just a mer on your territory that you got into a fight with.

No big deal.

Thankfully, they didnt ask any more questions, though it was clear that they were still worried.

You felt guilty.

You didnt want to keep them in the dark about what happened.

But you're more scared of what Eclipse would do if you said anything.

I’ve been being eaten away at by devil eyes brain rot for a while now and even though it’s not may anymore

What if devil eyes eclipse was like, a mer creature of some sort?

And what would he be?

Anon, I'm looking directly into your eyes and shaking your hand. It is always MerMay in our hearts!

Devil Eyes Eclipse would be a tiger shark mer! He is large with long fins and a long tail. He has a light-yellow underbelly with currant red skin and striking dark stripes across his entire body. His teeth are terrifyingly distinct with terribly sharp, pronounced serrations. He can locate prey (or mer Y/N) with electroreceptors which allows him to detect electric fields, including the weak electrical impulses generated by his prey. Oh, and did I mention he's a solitary, nocturnal hunter?

Since I'm already here, I'll toss in Devil Eyes Sun and Moon mers as well!

Moon is a blue shark mer. He prefers cool waters and is generally lethargic, but he can move very quickly. He has long fins and a long tail just like his brother Eclipse but is slightly smaller. His skin is midnight blue with small spots of baby blue while his underside is white. He's a cold-blooded mer and has a unique sense of smell which he uses to avoid other mers and keep him and Sun safe while they wait for Eclipse. He's also memorized Mer Y/N's sense and is still deciding whether he likes how pretty you smell. (He grows anxious whenever he smells your blood, blood on Eclipse, or both at once.)

Sun is a shortfin mako shark. He's the same size as Moon but slightly smaller than Eclipse with long fins (despite taking after a shortfin) and a long tail. He possesses a brilliant yellow color on top and a white underside. He's very agile and swift which makes him an incredibly fast swimmer, and he can leap to extreme heights out of the water. He maintains a body temperature that is warmer than the surrounding waters which he has used on the occasion to keep mer Y/N warm in the cold sea. He doesn't do well sitting tight in one spot and will often venture out to scout and scan the area for dangers or watch for Eclipse coming back to them.

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Could I request a headcannon with the brothers (plus the undatables if you want to) with an MC who can pick them up? Like bridal style, just some fluffy fun!

Strong MC bridal style

💙LUCIFER

Caught off guard by your strenght, its enough to even make him blush! However he wont admit it (the blusb he wont, but will your stong"

He, just like most of these lads, does find it surprising how strong a small human like you has, even more he is surprised youre that stelghty to catch him off guard

It isnt that he doesnt like the cuddles with you, its just... he prefers being the one to carry, but hey! Maybe you'll be lucky enough to someday warm him up to the idea of being lifted up by you

"MC?! Please put me down right now, i-i... im busy"

💛MAMMON

As surprised as the first born, however it is much more visible than said bro

After the first lift do expect him to be finding ways for you to carry him more often. He'll fake a couple of bad headaches, pretend to be very tired after some walking, jump off some stairs-, you know the usual attention seeker stuff

As time passes by and you two become closer you will be asked this needs more directly, but until then have fun dealing with the typical tsundere boy act

"MC help me out i need a hand with something that i cant reach over at the bookshelf" "why not ask beel? Well cause he is busy obviously!" "Just lift me up- NO IT ISNT-"

🧡LEVIATHAN

Loves you being able to carry him, hates the attention it could bring, it is recomended that if you are to lift him up then do so in a place where others wont see you two

He finds your ability to carry him astounding, like the typical anime character that manages to carry anything that is ridiculously heavy

"MC wait!- n-not infront of all these people!" "Yes im ok i wasnt gonna pass out jajaja really im fine i wasnt nervous about you offering to be so close to me"

💚SATAN

Like pile of dust like son this boy is gonna be shoketh by your firmness. He will also blush and wish to be put down, not because he doesnt like it, but because he too prefers the roles to be reversed.

Unlike the old man however he'll grow to like it much faster. Sure he might like being the knight in the story but surely there cant be anything wrong with being the individual in distress right? He can read while you carry him or have you help him with his books!

"Thanks for coming with me MC, i really needed to pick up those books."" You know, As we reach my room perhaps you could... carry me..?👉👈"

💖ASMODEUS

"If youre this strong carrying him then how strong are you in doing other stuff MC😏"

Absolutely loves that you can carry him, first discovered during an almost accident where you ended up catching him, has since been wanting you to hold him in your arms like this then

Asmo will find any type of excuse, just like a certain little greedy boy, to be carried by you, so you better be having to arms ready for him

❤BEELZEBUB

When it first happened he just stared in silence, processing what just happening. You little fragile human.. carrying the biggest brother in HoL??? How???

Can see why others love it now, however he worries still that he might hurt your back if he is held by you for too long, even then if you feel capable of doing so then tell him and make him feel comfier

"Are you sure i can stay like this MC? I dont wish to hurt you, you know im quite big.."

💜BELPHEGOR

Nothing like taking a nap while being carried by your favorite person in the three realms, he adores your strenght not only because of this, but because you can also help him stay standing whenever sleep tries to take over during important moments of the day

Also looks for any way to be carried by you, most likely for cuddles but it could also be for anything else

"Hey MC im feeling quite tired, could you maybe carry me during the remaining of the walk back home?"

🤎DIAVOLO

Congrats! You just saved the future king of the devildom from him tripping and almost hurting himself, your prize as compensation? A prince who's touch starved-ness is becoming more and more obvious by the second

Please carry him, hold him, love him! This boy is not only shocked your strong but he loves it entirely and needs to see it more in action, just adkshslsjdhd just carry him, even if he is heavy and you can only hold on for some seconds he will be more than grateful

"MC! There you are!" "Diavolo wait my arms arent free!-" *crashes*

💚BARBATOS

Didnt saw it coming and doesnt really know how to feel about it either, he likes that you are tough but that doesnt mean youre any less human

Still with these concerns, he apreciates you keeping his back safe and does like you carrying him, its comforting and manages to give him a breather, even for at least 3 seconds

"Aah its good to see you here MC, i was hoping you could give me a hand and help me reach something in the kitchen?" "I would use a spell of the ladder but it seems to be a safer option if you carry me instead"

💙SIMEON

Didnt knew humans coule be this strong, while he doesnt judge said strenght he does find concern in you getting hurt

He might not be as heavy as others, nor does he find a need to be making up excuses to have you carry him, but if there is one thing he has in common as his demon pals is that he too is touch starved

Have fun wondering if he'll admit to wanting to be carried or not, that angelic smile and those heavenly practices wont ever allow him to say what he really wants to say

🖤SOLOMON

Is surprised you can carry him but, as a human, he wishes tocarry you as well, depending on how heavy you can be he might succeed or he'll cheat with magic to succeed

Wont reject you proposing him to carry him but he doesnt wish to hurt your back either, still he enjoys it and he'll let you know

This ended up being more just carrying and not so much bridal style sooo....🙃

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“trump card” - Kagami Taiga x Reader SMUT-ish

18 + Mature content

MINORS DONT INTERACT

Lol I don’t edit my stuff so sorry about the spelling errors :0

Playing against Kirisaki Daichi High meant that it wasn’t going to be a fair game. With Hanamiya leading the team, and the team obeying everything he said, it was hard to predict what he would do next.

By the third quarter everything that Hanamiya could possibly do has been done - kicking, stomping, pushing, tripping - yet Seirin refused to go down. It was midly irritating to see such high spirits in a time that was supposed to be dedicated to misery. The ref was also catching into the antics of the team which meant they had to tone down their taunting - on court.

It was Hanamiya. That fucker always had something up his sleeve - and in times like this he knew exactly what to use to distract the red haired giant that has been plowing through ans getting points. No one saw it coming, especially Kagami.

Everyone had noticed the quiet girl sitting on Daichi Highs bench since they came in. She would occasionally get up and give water to the team during time outs but other than that she was quiet. It was eerie almost - she worked like a robot. They felt almost sorry for her, being forced to be with such a team must be awful - but if only they knew.

Daichi high has called a time out - their last in the game - it was oddly short and just consisted of Hanamiya going up to the teams manager and her giving him a water bottle. 10 seconds max. Ur came as a shock to everyone but they assumed it was Hamamiya way of breaking the flow of Seirin. So as soon as the red blew his whistle eveyeone went back to playing as they would - expect they started to put a lot of emphasis on Kagami. He found himself cornered in awkward pockets around the court, often a hand full of players blocking him or circling him. With their backs to him he could only see certain spots in the court causing him to hectically scan the court for an escape - and that’s when he saw it.

There was a big exit for him to take in his left, wide open - but he was too fixated on what was in the middle of the scene. The quiet manager of Daichi High, bent over while fumbling around water bottles in a bag on the bench, skirt hiked up and panties exposed. Time stood still as Kagami stared at her. She wore plain white panties. Every crevice of her cunt on display from the tightness of her panties - the outline of her lips was visible even from such a distance - it was like an art display. The sudden feeling of a ball hitting the side of his head brought him bask to reality.

And that’s when he realized what was happening. He tried to ignore it but they would have him cornered every time and in full view of her. Everytime he would try his best to look away - but some animalistic urge in him would turn to face her out of pure lust. Each time was different than the rest - bend down, sitting on the bench with legs side open - his mind began to fog up as his blood began to rush to his growing dick. He prayed no one noticed his growing boner as he played the game. As expected his efficiency decreased - the more dunks he messed up and passes he missed - the Seirin team was baffled at the sudden shift. But there was no way Kagami could tell them that a boner was holding him back from playing.

Pulling himself together he began to override his senses and focus on the game - he was a hormonal teenage boy but he was a hormonal teenage boy who cared more about basketball than he did pussy - and with that he managed to steal back the points that he had let slip and more. Things were going great until…

His curiosity got the better of him. It was supposed to be a quick glance. He tried to justify it in multiple ways in his head - but in the end he couldn’t deny that he in fact that willingly looked over. His eyes widened at sight, jaw dropping as he lost his composed stature. She had pulled the thin layer of fabric away, the god forsaken thin fabric that was burned into his brain, and now he saw it all. This had been his first time seeing an actual cunt - porn doesn’t count - and he was stunned.

Legs open, panties pulled to the side as you put your cunt on display for him to see. The lips were spread apart due to your legs being apart, the little bun of your clit was poking out as your labia glistened under the lights of the arena - ‘is she wet right now?’ Kagami thought - like a deer caught in head lights he was frozen. Any pint or blood that has been up in his brain had rushed down to his dick. The only thing holding ur back from sprinting up was the athletic boxers he wore underneath and the loose jersey.

The effects were Immediate. Everyone watched in horror as Kagami stumbled on the court, sluggishly running on the court in attempt to get the ball, constantly falling short on deliveries - it has become clear the once star of Seirin was not its biggest downfall. No one was surprised when Riko called in for a substitution. Kagami didn’t answer the questions that were being bombarded to him by his team mates, instead he ignored them and began to make his way to the exit door. No one interfered, thinking that he was dealing with some inner turmoil that needed to be resolved - not knowing he was going to go quickly jack it in the bathroom to clear his system.

He wasn’t alone though. Despite his knowledge he has a shadow following him. To caught up in his thoughts he didn’t notice her walk into the bathroom with him - only realizing she was there when he saw her reflection in the mirror. She stood there, quiet and calm, as Kagami caught his breath from the sudden scare. A small part of Kagami wanted to yell at her for what she pulled back at the game, but the majority of his blood was pumped into his dick - now throbbing - and all he could think about was her. He knew why she was here, he has caught into what the plan was from the beginning - but he was too horny to care.

He didn’t hesitate to push his dick into her as his nails dug into her hips. His jersey pants and boxers down to his ankles as his dick plunged deep into her gut - the panties she uses to taunt him stuffed in her mouth to quiet her moans. It was wrong, but god did she look good bent over the sink counter worn her skirt hiked up. Her ass in full view, the perfect view to accompany the view of him pushing his dick deeper and deeper into her. The sick part was the more rough he got the more she enjoyed it - the more her pussy gushed around his dick, tightening up and sucking him deeper in - the muffled moans were also self explanatory. By the time he has her sitting on the counter, legs wrapped around his waist as he bucked his hips up into hers he had forgotten about the game going on. The more she came on his dick the more he lost himself in her. Literally.

Hanamiya smiled as he looked at the score board. They were up by 10, and only 30 seconds remained in the last quarter. Seirin was in shambles as they tried to locate their star player. He made a mental note to thank (Y/N) after he finished basking in the misery of his former teammate.

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BIRTHDAY SMUT

Birthday Boy.

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draco malfoy x reader | smut | fluff |

a/n : we love spoiling our ferret boy and thank you for requesting! <3

y/n look up at the clock hanging on her bedroom wall. its 12am sharp, confirming the next date has arrived, which means that it's June 5 now.

she was feeling excited and nervous as she finishes wrapping up the present that she will give to one of her best friends, draco malfoy.

they had been best friends for long years, it started in 2nd year and became inseparable since then and now they both are already graduated.

as they grew up they often flirted with each other, always got jealous when the other see another person.

they both knew that they always wanted to be 'more'. the sexual tension between the two is becoming too hard to ignore, but they were too scared to ruin their friendship.

she stood in front of her mirror, taking the last look at herself. she decided to dress up, it was a special day after all.

she wore a dark green satin dress because draco's favorite color is green and paired it up with silver heels. she had decided to put black lingerie underneath her dress incase 'it' happens.

she had asked her parents to let her stay in malfoy manor today so she can celebrate draco's birthday. and because their parents know each other too, they let her stay there.

she swishes her wand and in a second she was apparated to malfoy manor hall, it was really dark but she still managed to found his bedroom, she knocks softly on his door not wanting to wake his parents.

the door opened, revealing the blonde-haired guy who stood straightly with a genuine smile on his face.

draco is wearing his usual black suit which always making him look hotter than he already is.

she feels her heart will going to jump out of its place at any second when she cant take her eyes off of him.

"you came," he said as he greeted and taking her hand in his guiding her in. they both sit at the edge of his bed.

"of course, i wouldnt miss my best friend's birthday, making sure i was the first celebrating your birthday." she laughed softly making draco chuckle.

"you look so beautiful in that dress, love. green really suits you.”

draco once again take her hand in his and brought it to his lips and kiss it, making her cheeks heated at his action and the nickname he just called her.

"here, happy birthday draco." she placed the gift in his hand.

his eyes lit up and he immediately opens it, making y/n getting more nervous waiting for his reaction.

"oh merlin! this is so cool y/n!! i love it so much!"

he took out the black ring that had a snake symbol carved in it from its place and put it on his ring finger, taking a look and admiring it.

"i’m so glad you like it, draco! i wasnt sure what to get you then i remembered you've been looking at this ring when we passed the store last week"

"thank you so much y/n!! you dont have to do this i appreciate it so much, you're the best thing that ever happened to me, love."

he pulls her by her waist and kisses her forehead, thanking her.

no one has ever treated him like the way she does and he's so grateful to have someone like her in his life.

"aww stop it draco or i will cry in front of you now" she laughs, nudging his elbow making him laughs too but he suddenly stopped and looking at his lap.

"whats wrong, dray? are you okay? did i do something wrong?" she asks worriedly tilting his chin making him looking up at her.

"i'm afraid that i have to say this, y/n..” he takes a big sigh looking into her eyes.

“what is it? tell me i wont judge, draco”

“i- i think i’m in love with you, y/n. no! i know that i am in love with you, i have always been."

he inhales deeply and broke the eye contact, looking anywhere but her eyes, knowing his sudden confession would make him lost her this instant.

"draco, look at me" y/n said as she tilts his chin again making him look at her.

"oh god.. i’m sorry y/n i shouldnt have said that! i was just- its just i- i cant hold it anymore y/n. i need to get this out of my chest and now look, i just ruined us"

"oh draco.. you're not ruining anything, quite the opposite actually, you just made the right move, i'm in love with you too, idiot, always have been."

she chuckles and cupped his face in her hands, pressing both of their foreheads, looking at each other causing a shy smile to appear back on his face.

he tilted his head and wasting no time to smashed his lips on hers, kissing her passionately, showing her how much he loves her which she gladly returned with the same passion.

he put one of his hands on her throat and the other on her waist pulling her closer to him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and tugged softly on his hair making him moan into the kisses.

as the kiss turning into a full makeout, he lays her down to his bed, resting both of his hands on the side of her head still kissing her hungrily.

his suit already thrown out on the floor and her heels too. she snapped back to reality and realizing what is gonna happen then flipping their position over and now she is on top of him straddling him.

"let me do all the work draco, today is all about you, wanna make this special and a night to remember, let me make you feel good, love."

she slowly grinding against him after earning eager nods from him, both of them let out a moan at the feeling.

then she gets down and started to unbuckle his belt, kissing his growing tent and palming him through his trousers causing him to squirmed under her touch.

getting excited she pulls his trousers and boxers down, throwing them somewhere as draco's hard swollen cock sprang free and standing tall in front of her, begging for attention.

she moans at the pretty sight, licking her lips, craving to feel him. she runs her fingers around him and placing soft kisses on his inner thighs before going up to the part he needed the most.

draco let out a throaty groan when y/n finally take his hard cock in her hands pumping him, his body jolted out as he feels y/n kitten lick his tip, his hand founding its way to her hair.

she looks up to him with innocent eyes who already watching her movements, she smiles and took his balls in her mouth making draco instantly moan her name, his other hand gripped on the sheets.

then she pulls out to rest her jaw and lick a straight line on his cock from the base to the tip then going all in, his cock feels so heavy and full in her mouth, draco is already a moaning mess.

"fuck y/n- feels so g-good.." her name repeatedly left his lips like a prayer as he keeps moaning her.

she bobbed her head up and down at a steady pace, hollowing her cheeks and pulling draco deeper each time she suck him.

"yes y/n, just like that, fuck.. feels so fucking good"

she swirls her tongue around his length, sucking on his tip and taking him back inside her mouth again, her hand pumping the rest of his cock that she couldnt fit in her mouth at the same pace making sure that part got pleasures too.

he bucked his hips accidentally making her gagged and choked out, saliva dripping off her mouth and eyes watering.

"shit i’m sorry y/n!" he said as he watches her struggling.

"do that again, draco."

y/n replied as she took him back inside her mouth, and hand still stroking his cock. draco groaned and buck his hips again, making her gagged and moaning at the same time, the vibration sending him near to his high.

she noticed his cock twitched in her mouth and begin to suck faster and deeper, her hand move to his balls and massaging them helping him reach his high.

he let out a low scream of her name as he shots his warm liquids down to her throat, his legs are shaking. y/n moaned and pulls him out showing draco that she swallowed all of his cum. he smirked and mutters a 'good girl' to her.

"how was it, draco?" she asks him smirking as she slowly sat up and straddling him again.

"fuck.. you have no idea y/n.. that was amazing, the best i ever had" he replied as he still catching his breath.

she smiles at him and takes off her dress slowly showing draco her black lingerie. his pupils widened at the view in front of him.

"god y/n.. you are insanely gorgeous, you look so hot in this lingerie, darling. are you preparing all of this for me? planning all of this cause you know this is going to happen, yeah?"

his hands are now roaming around her body, admiring her in every way he could. she blushes and nodded, taking her lingerie off of her showing draco her full body making him embarrassingly moaned at the view.

she starts grinding her now bare cunt on his still hard cock, earning a soft whimper from the boy under her. his hands instantly gripped her hips helping her grinding faster, her wetness now coating his cock.

"now enjoy the ride, mr. malfoy" she said as she lifts her body and pumps his cock lining his tip against her lubricating it with her juices making both of them groaning at the sensation.

she sunk down on his cock, filling her up in a perfect way. its like their bodies fit together and were made for each other.

they’re moaning each other as draco is fully inside her. she paused and take a few seconds to adjust to his size.

"mhm.. fuck- you're so big draco.. fill me up so good inside"

she starts bouncing up and down, resting her hands on draco's chest as she picks up her pace, throwing her head back and screwing her eyes shut in pleasure.

"you're so tight y/n, wrapping my cock so tight, taking me so well" draco praises between his moans, his hands gripped harder on her hips helping her bouncing faster.

"do you like how i ride you, dray?" she leaned into his ear, blowing her hot breath and biting his earlobe making him shuddered.

"y- yes mommy" draco's breath hitched as y/n suddenly going faster, her walls now hugging his cock very tight.

she let out a groan hearing draco called her 'mommy'.

placing her lips on his jawline, licking it then going down to his neck, sucking hard as she found his sweet spot causing draco to moan his raspy voice into her ear, turning her even more.

y/n starts to give him her lovebites and marking him as hers sending butterflies to his stomach.

she put her hand on his throat, choking him lightly while her other hand toying with his nipple, making draco whine. pulling her closer to him and captured her lips on his to muffle his moans.

she broke the kiss and screaming his name out loud as his cock nearly brushing her cervix and hitting her g-spot.

"shit.. you feel so good inside me dray"

she rolled her hips faster on his cock, her tits bouncing up and down in front of him and he caught her nipple in his mouth and buried his face on her breasts, enjoying the warmness.

"ah- you feel so good too, fuck- never felt this good mommy"

his breath got stuck and he feels his cock twitched inside her indicating both of them that he was close, y/n seems close too as she bites her lips feeling the coil in her stomach tightened.

"cum for mommy, baby boy"

y/n rolls her hips and bouncing faster, tightening her grip on his throat.

and that was it for draco, he moans her name out loud not caring if someone might hear as he spilled his cum inside, filling her to the brim, ropes of his warm cum shooting inside her.

y/n cant help but cum all over his cock at the feeling of his cum shooting inside her nonstop, her walls clenching and squeezing hard on him.

both of them are a mess, legs shaking, vision blurry as they were on cloud nine, she rolled her hips lazily to ride out their orgasms before collapsing on top of draco, both panting heavily.

"fuck you have no idea how long i've been wanting to do that, love" draco said softly as he caressing her cheeks pulling her in for a sweet loving kiss.

"happy birthday, draco." y/n broke the kiss smiling at him tiredly, giving lovely kisses all over his face.

"best birthday ever, thank you my love for everything. i love you so much..” he kissed her lips one more time.

“i love you so much too, dray.”

those were the last words they spoke before both of them drifted off to sleep with a smile on their faces.

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[sailorhyunjinz]

~𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 ~

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ; hyunjin x fem!reader, SMUT!! childhood!bestfriends, in vino veritas, sex under influence, summer!au, uni!au, drunken confession, (not really) mutual pining, explicit language, piv, unprotected sex (once again, a bad example! don’t forget the raincap in the storm), riding, kinda vanilla sex, uuuh,,, corruption kink if you squint, orgasm (m/f), cum, muffled moaning? (that is not the correct term but lets go with that)

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 ; 2.8 k 

𝘙𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 ; ye ye thank u anon!! <3

𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦 ; lmao i know he has dark hair in the picture but just imagine that he’s blonde aight also damnit wtf happened to that edge of the header picture aaah,,, im no editor u guys- also once again, the fucking title has nothing to do with the story, i just felt like it

holy shit now i understand why i dont write vanilla sex or like slow stuff,,, because it pains me with cringe- or maybe i get flustered,,, 

29. “Maybe I would like you better if you took off your clothes” ; The 1975 - If you’re too shy (Let me know)

𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥.

𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 18.

Hwang Hyunjin.

You liked him in every type of way. You even liked the way his name rolled of your tongue like some kind of sweet mantra. You would have confessed if only he wasn’t your childhood best friend. 

“y/n! ready to parteeey?” he yelled across the crosswalk, holding up a slightly dirty tan canvas bag, the bottles of cold liquor clinking against each other as he moved, the green man lighting up on the red stoplight. His high platform sneakers moved swiftly against the white striped concrete, making his way over to you and stretching out his arms, catching you in an embrace when he finally crossed the road.

“i see you brought drinks even if it’s only a casual sleepover” you chuckled, patting him on the back as you pulled away, walking towards the direction of your house in the scorching summer evening. 

“of course, who said you couldn’t have a party with two people?” he answered back, slightly embarrassed by the way the bottles hit each other, causing other pedistrians to turn their heads. You shrugged your shoulders, looking at him as you walked closeby his side, admiring his profile and the way his blonde long locks were pushed behinds his ears, exposing his cute studded earrings. He turned his head, gazing at you to which you quickly diverted your eyes towards the ground below your feet, hearing Hyunjin giggle from your antics. 

“how’s your mom? she doing good?” he asked after walking a couple of meters, holding the bag in one hand and his phone in the other one. 

“yeah! but why do you ask? you literally messaged her yesterday” you smiled to which Hyunjin hummed, pouting and shrugging. 

“because she’s like my best friend,,, duh?” he chuckled, poking you playfully at the side of your tummy causing you to flinch away, you being rather ticklish. 

“hey! you can’t just make my mom your bestie, tsk,, stealing away my mom like that” you said, laughing in between words and noticing that the two of you were soon standing infront of your house door, the kitchen and living room window radiating warm yellow light and a silhouette moving behind the dark curtains. You retreived the keys that were in the pockets of your shorts, something you threw on quickly to go meet Hyunjin even though he knew the way to your house. It was just an excuse to be with him a bit longer. 

You put the keys in the lock, jumbling around as Hyunjin looked at you with glossy dark brown eyes, holding the bag with two hands in front of his knees. The door opened and the light shined on you, illuminating the front yard that was getting dark as the sun was setting. The two of you stepped in, removing your shoes and hearing Hyunjin place the bag down on the cold tile flooring moments before your mother walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of popcorn. 

“Oh hello Hyunjin! How’s school?” She asked, placing 3 pieces of popcorn in her mouth and chewing, her jaw moving from side to side. 

“Uni is going great, stressful but y/n helps me,,, kinda” he chuckled, scratching the back of his head and looking down at the ground, you playfully hitting him on his upper arm. Your mom smiled at the two of you.

“Don’t stay up too late!” she yelled as she made her way to the living room where your dad was lounging on the sofa with a cold beer in his hands, watching a game of football. 

“We won’t mom!” you yelled back, grabbing Hyunjin’s bag and waving your hand, signaling for him to follow you to your bedroom. He tiptoed carefully, not wanting to knock something down even though he’s slept over at yours well over a thousand times since your early childhood but still, it was in Hyunjin’s nature to be gentle and timid at first glance, another reason as to why you liked him so much. 

Your bedroom was nothing out of the ordinary. White walls filled with various trinkets, family photos decorating them. Your bed was big enough to fit two but you had a sleeping bag in the corner of the room from just how often Hyunjin would crash at your place. There was not much more besides a cluttered desk, your single bed and a carpet along with a white drawer and a mirror. You plopped down on the bed, feeling the soft material against your exposed calfs. Hyunjin knew what to do, grabbing and unfolding the sleeping bag before emptying the contents of his beige bag, multiple bottles of beer and cider along with a small bottle of pure vodka.

“Why the fuck did you bring vodka? You know my parents are gonna kill me if they find this in my room” you sneered, rolling your eyes at the boy that was sitting on the bedroom floor, mischievously looking up at you. 

“y/n you’re in uni, what are they gonna do? ground you?” you shook your head. 

“Yeah? or kick me out of the house” you persisted, tilting your head as Hyunjin looked around the room in search for a bottle opener. 

“Says the girl that puked behind a slide” he laughed to which you kicked him, causing him to fall over and you getting the final laugh. 

“I’m gonna go grab some snacks and a bottle opener since you’re too weak to open them” you tsked, heading towards the door and turning the doorknob.

“ppft,,, too weak” you heard Hyunjin complain as you exited the room, small steps making their way to the kitchen. You flipped the light switch, the grey lamp hanging from the ceiling, you witnessing the messy dishes from dinner earlier. You opened the dark brown cabinet where you usually stored your snacks, grabbing two packets of crisps and rummaging through the smaller cabinet that was home for the multitude of kitchen supplies your dad and mom like to collect. You found one, decorated with some picture of a sea, probably from one of dads business trips you thought, closing the cabinets and turning off the light, stepping back to your bedroom. 

“Here” you said, throwing the metal opener towards the blonde boy that was mindlessly scrolling on his phone, lying sprawled out on the carpet. Hyunjin dramatically clutched his stomach, acting as if he’s been hit with a boulder to which you scoffed, sitting down next to him on the floor and opening the first bag of crisps and being once again disappointed by the air to chip ratio. 

Hyunjin opened two bottles of beer, handing one over to you which you happily received, putting the slightly cold edge against your hot lips and drinking the bitter liquid, feeling it burn a bit in your throat but soothe it in this summers heat. Your face contorted into disgust, looking on the rather dodgy blue lable that was peeling a bit on the edges. You looked over to Hyunjin that was making a similar expression to yours, his nose sqrunching in that cute manner it always did. 

“aren’t we both like,,, too easily influenced?” he said quietly as you stood up, retrieving your computer to put on a movie. You nodded, giggling when you sat back down and placed the computer on the floor, typing something on your computer and pointing towards the screen.

“this one or,,,, this one?” you said to which Hyunjin pointed at the latter, knowing he would pick the animated movie, him being childish as he is. 

An hour passed and at this point the two of you were tipsy, multiple bottles making their presence known by standing beside you, all emptied to the last drop. The alcohol was flushing Hyunjin’s cheeks, tinging them with a light red along with the tips of his ears, your hearts thumping from how dangerously close his hand was to yours. You were starting to get tired, probably drowsy from the alcohol you thought as you layed down to which Hyunjin reacted, patting his lap.

“Put your head here, why put it on the floor?” he chuckled, his words slurring slightly. You froze, comtemplating on whether or not you should do it or if your heart could even manage being in contact with him. You cleared your throat, trying to get back to your senses. He was your childhood best friend for fuck sake. Shyly you put your head on his thigh, still watching the movie and trying to focus on what was happening on the screen but being completely lost in your own lewd thoughts, wondering how his soft lips would feel brushing up against yours, ctaching you in a hasty kiss. You sighed as the end credits rolled, seeing Hyunjin’s angular face reflecting on the screen and his gaze catching yours on the reflective monitor. Both of you burst out in laughter, the substances intoxicaing you into a laughing fit. You sat up again, pushing him by the shoulder and causing him to fall over with his arms stretched out to the sides, you falling closely to him and using his forearm as a headrest. 

“y/n, have you ever liked me?”

You gulped. Was it that apparent? You shook your head, mumbling a quiet “no” to which Hyunjin giggled, his chest heaving up and down. He messed with his blonde hair, pushing it back and furrowing his eyesbrows before relaxing his facial features, closing his eyes softly.

“i like you but maybe i would like you better if you took off your clothes”

You choked on your own spit, sitting up and patting yourself on the chest. It was unlike Hyunjin to speak this bluntly, especially about such suggesstive topics. He laughed at your reaction, acting as if he hadn’t just made you choke with only his words. After the initial shock set in you decided to play smart, if he was being oblivious so would you. You looked back at the blonde boy that still had his eyes closed, smirking and with a tone interlaced with pure erotic connotations you said;

“yeah? and if I did take off my clothes, what would you do?” you giggled back at him, feeling a warm flash of heat zap through your body and ultimately landing in your dripping core. Hyunjin’s eyes sprung open, the corners of his mouth curling upwards into a exuberant smirk. A million thoughts ran through Hyunjin’s mind. Should he continue the little game he had started or end it all now in order to save your friendship? But maybe ruining your friendship was exactly what he needed or more like what you needed.

The tall boy sat up, pulling you by your wrist and quickly pursing his cherry red lips, clashing them against the surface of your gently chapped pout. You thought you melted right then and there, taking in the scent of the boy you never invisioned yourself kissing but here you were, your lips pressed up against his. He grabbed your hand, encasing yours in his and feeling the warmth radiating from your nervous state. With a slight tilt of the head, Hyunjin could reach deeper inside your mouth, tracing his tongue over yours and pursing his lips causing a smooching sound to escape. Your felt his hot breath stroking your heated cheek, sending shivers down your spine. 

“a-are you ok, y/n? I’m s-sorry!” he said, pulling away and hiccuping after finishing his sentence. You shook your head, giggling which caught Hyunjin by surprise. You were ecstatic. 

“please kiss me Hyunjin, i’ve been wanting you so bad” you mumbled, Hyunjin’s jaw clenching in confusion. 

“me? i want you!” he said, laughing at your seriousness causing you to crack a smile, pushing him down on the floor and slamming the computer shut, the background track of the movie disappering. Now only the sound of the loud TV downstairs was heard along with your lips pecking Hyunjin’s. You hovered above the boy, your hands on either side of him. You felt your wet cunt aching for him, you wanted him inside of you and it seemed like you weren’t the only excited one, Hyunjin’s bulge growing bigger with every caress of his body. Your hands snaked down to the zipper of his ripped jeans, with a steady hand unzipping and unbuttoning, wanting to free him from his clothed prison that was keeping you from him. 

“Eager or something?” Hyunjin tsked, trailing kisses along your jawline and neck. You didn’t answer his stupid question. Of course you were eager, this was what you had dreamed of for years. This was what played out in every single wet dream you ever had. This was what occupied your mind when nothing else mattered. It was him. Hwang Hyunjin. 

Hyunjin bucked his hips upwards, granting you the honor to pull down his pants and boxers in a brisk motion which you happily took. His cock sprung free, leaking with precum embarrassingly enough causing you to snicker. Could the sight of his best friend make him this horny? You quickly moved aside from Hyunjin’s figure in order to free yourself from your shorts and white lace panties. The blonde boy was in a dilemma. He liked you,,, a lot, but you were his best friend. Was it worth risking a friendship for sex and maybe even something else?

Your answer was yes. Yes if it was Hyunjin. 

You straddled Hyunjin’s thigh, balancing on your knees and placing your hands firmly on his hard abdomen, positioning your hungry hole above his dick, the slit being decorated with a shining pearl of precum. Hyunjin’s eyes were closed in anticipation, his hands trying to grab onto the carpet on the floor, clawing at the material.

“you good? ready?” you asked in worry, thinking maybe he was uncomfortable. 

Hyunjin shook his head in agreement. He was nervous. If he opened his eyes he could cum by just the lewd sight of your pussy about to swallow his dick whole. He was adorable being this shy, always acting innocent but not really living up to that standard, at least not in this moment. You slowly sink down on his erect cock, Hyunjin letting out a hiss at the same time you gasped, slapping a hand over your mouth in order to not be too loud. The boy was stretching you out to the brink of completion, it was impossible to bottom out from the sheer size of his throbbing cock. Hyunjin turned his head side to side, his cheek coming in contact with the cold floor. He looked in pain, his forehead furrowing but he reassured you that it felt good, maybe even too good. Your gently bounced up and down his cock, with each thrust earning another groan from the panting boy. Seeing him lost in pleasure made your core burn with arousal, needing to chase your impending orgasm. The boy slowly opened his eyes, peeking at you rocking backwards and forwards on his cock, biting your lip and tracing your hands along his abdomen underneath his shirt. 

“d-does it feel good?” he asked in a dazed voice, striking a half smile as he moved his hands to your waist, simply resting them there. You nodded, lulling your head backwards, your tits bouncing underneath the fabric of your oversized t-shirt, hardened nipples poking through. Hyunjin drooled at the sight and the sensations. He had longed for this just as much as you had. Hyunjin’s hands trailed up your shirt, wrapping his hands around your boobs and harshly kneading them, the pads of his thumb gliding over your nipples. You shuddered, clenching around his cock, Hyunjin’s eyes shut tightly and his toes curling from the sensation of balancing on a pinnacle, tumbling into his orgasm. He couldn’t control his words, whispering your name out like a mantra along with the words “i love you”. Those were words you didn’t hear him say often. 

The feeling of his hot cum oozing between your velvety walls got you holding onto Hyunjin’s shirt for life, his hand gently placed over your parted lips that continusly spilled with whimpers and pleas. You looked at Hyunjin with lost eyes, your pace slowling down as you rode out your orgasm, thighs shaking involuntarily, giving up beneath you. Hyunjin lifted slightly by your hips, you pulling off him and with a thud rolled over on your back, laying next to him on the floor. The room filled with heavy breathing, sweaty bodies trying to find composure after the rather interesting orgasm. All your thoughts were in once big mush, hindering you from forming a sentence. 

“What now?” Hyunjin said in a sleepy manner, rolling over to his side and hugging you awkwardly. You didn’t know. All you knew that you wanted him. You were hoping he would become yours. More than once. 

[egg-baby-official]

I had a weird, completely incoherent Deltarune dream. (Omg am I one of the cool kids now?)

So I have a hard time remembering stuff that happens in my dreams so bear with me here. Theres only bits and pieces. I remember that the chapter played out more like a TV show than a video game, and I started watching about halfway through so I missed a lot of context and build up.

The thing i remember most is that the TV head guy that everyone keeps drawing was there. He was big and wide, and wore a purpleish pinstripe suit. Also his name wasn't Mike and everyone was pissed about it. It was Barry.

Spamton was there for some reason. Which is weird because I dont think about Spamton all too often. (I'm sad because Ralsei and Susie were nowhere to be found in my dream?? Whaddahell.) I think this was put into my brain by some cool fanart I saw yesterday. Anyways he and Barry were totally coworkers if you catch my drift. Roommates even.

It was Kris's birthday at some point. And they spent it with Spamton and Barry in this subway station for some reason? They took this subway train there that was really colorful and had lots of quirky characters that I cant remember but they didnt talk to anyway so whatever. It was very reminiscent of the splatoon octo expansion.

(Where the fuck are ralsei and susie???)

Um I think at one point Barry and Spamton went off on their own to explore this abandoned part of the station. And something happened that I cant remember but it caused Spamton to go all weird and fucked up again like during the neo fight. (He was really really big, and grey. But other than that I cant remember the design. But it was Fucked Up and Evil)

Barry said something like "Why did I show you this..." Which I cant even begin to explain. Okay um maybe they found another robot or something like in queens basement? Dude idk dream brains are weird. I think this part was also influenced by that fanart I saw.

But instead of like, fighting or whatever, Spamton just dips. Like he just dies. In the dream it had vibes of like, sacrificing himself or something, but he really just dies for no reason actually. It made Barry sad though =( (Even though Spamton almost crushed him to death) There was a lot of emotional and important dialogue that I just cant remember for the life of me.

I also cant remember anything that happens in the dark world after this. Feel free to make shit up to fill in the blanks idk.

But the chapter ends with a birthday party for Kris in the light world. A decent amount of people were there but the only ones that stood out were Toriel Noelle and Asgore. And for some reason it wasnt at Toriel's house. Actually now that I think about it I think it was at the same apartment type place that I started WATCHING the chapter at. On tv. Dream logic is wack. (I think maybe I was Kris at this point)

Also right at the end Asgore comes in late and everyone just ATTACKS him and he dies and respawns like a minecraft player. I think my brain was just deteriorating at this point. Wtf. Anyways I woke up after that. (I LIKE ASGORE. WHY DID THAT HAPPEN)

[ashthemadwriter-archived]

Hi! Just came across your account, and when I checked the bio, I noticed we have a lot in common! I also LOVED your atsushi's twin sis x Ryu fics, they were so funny!

Alright, my request is a rather different one, I guess, but I've always felt this way for him. Ryunosuke with a younger sister (he already has one, yes, but we don't get to see them often), like, how's their relationship? Is he protective? etc etc

It's okay if you don't wish to do this one :) please let me know though

Have a good day/night!

Akutagawa with Reader who's his younger sister

Fandom:Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairings:Akutagawa x fem!Reader

Genre:Fluff,Comedy

Format:HeadCanons

Warnings:None

A/n:Awww tysm honey!ofc ill do it!but since he already has a sweet,shy younger sister i wrote about him with a younger sister whos kinda bratty and carefree

@miss-akutagawa

◆youre not in the mafia,which makes him have different feelings.

◆on one hand,his relieved that youre not dealing with dangerous stuff and crimes,

◆but on the other hand,you not in the mafia means that hes not able to see you 24/7! then whos gonna protect you?

◆thats why everytime he gets home from work,he starts teaching you some self-defense.at first it was fun,but after a while it became boring.

◆"Ugh,Ni-san! just leave me alone! i dont need to know these stuff cause im not dealing with anything dangerous!" "shut up and do what im telling you to!"

◆hes not sharp with you.youre his little sister and only family after all,but sometimes you just drive him crazy.

◆always gives you money when you ask him.doesnt really care what you buy as long as its harmless to your health or body

◆never smoke in front of him.or dont do it at all.

◆i mean the boy has some breathing-issues,he doesnt want you to catch the same illness.

◆he respects your privacy,cause he loves his privacy and he knows its important for anyone

◆so when you start dating others,he tries to be cool with it

◆but he cant

◆"what if that son of a bitch hurt my sister one day?i cant let that happen!"

◆so he asks your bf to meet him in a dark alley,and tries not to be too much harsh

◆"dont you dare make my sister upset! i will haunt you down and make you wish you were dead!" "i-i-i understand! "

◆poor boy peed himself LOL

◆hes not allowed to tell you that your brother threatend him,cause Aku doesnt want you to feel like you cant take care of yourself.

◆you appreciate his concern.he is tough and thats annoying sometimes,but you know how important you are to him.

◆youre not a really big fan of Dazai.you liked him so much,but that was before when he left the mafia and left your brother behind.

◆Akutagawa didnt say anything about it,but he was broken,and you know it.you hate how hard he tries to gain Dazais acknowledgement. you hate how he always outs himself in danger because of that man.

◆and yet he thinks youre careless.

◆you really want to dislike Atsushi because of Akutagawas feelings toward him,but seriously,who can hate that cute,charming little kitty? T^T

◆Akutagawa doesnt eat breakfast,but he makes sure that you eat properly.

◆he wants you to know how much you mean to him,but as we all know,Akutagawa isnt the best when it comes to talking about feeling

◆so,he tries to show you this by his actions

◆please take care of your brother.he doesnt really care about his health...

i hope this is ok baby,and hope you have nice day/night too!

-Ash

[genshin-impact-imagines]

✨Surprising Diluc, Kaeya, Zhongli, Xiao & Beidou with a hug!✨

I found this idea cute for my favs! Enjoy~

Diluc

My man was peacefully walking back to Dawn Winery when he suddenly heard footsteps running towards him

He immediately thought that someone was about to attack him, he quickly turned around to see you, he let out a big sigh

He knew what you’re about to do

Diluc had a deadpan expression, yet his heart was beating like crazy

He finds you and your antics adorable but he’d ever admit it to you!

So he opened his arms wide and braced himself for your impact

“Diluc!” You happily yelled as you jump up, wrapping your legs and arms around him

Diluc quickly caught you, holding you tighly in his embrace

“I love you so much!” You said, attacking his face with kisses

Diluc’s face was as red as his hair at your actions

He doesn’t mind in privacy you showing him affection like this, but out in public where anyone could see you two

He was malfunctioning.

“Y/n, I love you too but c-”

Before Diluc could finish his sentence, you jumped off him and playfully ran away from him

Diluc: 🧍

He watched as you ran away, before he started running after you

I hope you can run fast, he surely can

Once he easily caught you, he gave you a passionate kiss before walking away like nothing happened, leaving you flustered instead

Uno reverse

Kaeya

Pls this man would just tease you to no end

He absolutely loves it when you hug him like this

Kaeya was on his way to see his favourite person you obviously

When he heard the familiar sound of footsteps running towards him

He knew it was you, but as I said, he loves to tease

So he just kept on walking like he had no clue in the world you were running behind him

You frowned slightly as he kept walking, feeling sus of him

“Kaeya!” You yelled, hoping he heard you

But nope, he still showed no sign of him hearing you

Pls Kaeya just hug us already

Finally, he stopped and tuned around, a loving smile on his face as he opened his arms wide for you

You grinned and jumped on him, wrapping your legs around his waist, while you cup his face with your hands

“I love you!” You said, attacking him with kisses all over his neck and face

Honestly I feel like he’d just let you do this but since he has a reputation to hold he cannot

Before he could say ‘I love you’ back, you had already jumped off him and ran away

“Hey y/n, wait!” He yelled, before he started running after you

When he caught you, he lifted you up and twirled you around, causing you to squeal

“Come now, let’s go back to the headquarters where we can be alone” He said, still holding you as he walked

Y’all cuddled as he attacked you with kisses

Zhongli

Confused baby

Honestly the first time you did this to him he was baffled

Zhongli was taking a stroll around Liyue Harbor, admiring the sunset

That was until he heard someone running towards him

At first he ignored it because he genuinely thought it was either kids playing or someone else unlike Kaeya

Until he heard his name

When he turned around and saw you, he raised his eyebrows in amusement, wondering what you’re up to now

When you opened your arms widely, he frowned a bit and did the same too

“Zhongli, I love you!” You yelled, as you jumped on him

He wasn’t prepared for your embrace and you both ended up on the floor

But that didn’t stop you from clinging onto him while giving him kisses

Zhongli didn’t know how to react, bby was so confused

He was about to say something but you suddenly got up and ran off, leaving your poor not intentional man on the floor

He got up and went after you, on the outside he looked cool, calm and collected. But in the inside he was dazed

When he finally reached you, you didn’t run far since you were just playing, he wrapped his arms around you tighly

“My love, are you feeling well?” He asked

You giggled at him, snuggling into his warm embrace

“I’m doing better now” You mumbled into his chest

He did eventually say “I love you” back when you explained to him why you hugged him in such manner. Once explained he doesn’t mind if you do it often

Xiao

Confused baby pt.2

Honestly why do I feel like he’d just step to the side as you jump, making you fall on the floor

But seriously, he thought something had happened to you the first time you ran and jumped on him

He went into protective mode, ready to attack anything that dare harm you

But when you started kissing him and showing him affection, he just,,, froze

Xiao was patiently waiting for you since your commissions were finished for the day

As he was waiting he heard footsteps running towards him

He immediately went into attack mode only to see you goofily running towards him

Xiao bby pls you’re safe jsjsbbs

He looked at you confused, why were you running towards him like that? Was there a ruin guardian after you again?

Honestly fuck them things tho

“Xiao, open your arms wide!” You yelled, nearing closer to him

He did what you asked, baby trusts you a lot

When you jumped on him, wrapping your limbs around him, he quickly composed himself as to not fall

“I love you so much!” You yelled, attacking his face with kisses

You tried to wiggle out of his arms but he doesn’t let you run away, he holds you tightly in his arms. “Is everything ok? Are you hurt?”

“I’m fine, I promise. Just wanted to say I love you, that’s all” You beam at him

Xiao says quiet for a minute, trying to process everything that’s happening

“You had me worried about you, I thought you were in danger. Give me a warning next time” He scolds.

“But I,, love you too. You must be tired, let’s go rest together”

Pls hes too precious

Beidou

Ugh my strong queen

Beidou will always catch you no matter what

And I hc that she can catch everyone no matter size or height!

Beidou was on her way back to her ship, excited to see you after hours of being apart from each other

You spotted her walking in the distance, and started running to her like an excited puppy

“Beidou!” You yelled, hoping she heard you

And of course she did, she stopped in her tracks and turned around to see you

He let out a hearty chuckle before opening her arms out wide

Oh how much she loves you

Pls she has a soft side dont @ me

As you jumped on her, she quickly caught you before kissing your face

You’ve done this many many times to her, she decided to kiss you for once

“I love you” You giggled, enjoying her affection

“I love you to- oh they’re running off” She contently sighed

She did run after you, once she caught you, she tighly hugged you

“If you’re going to confess your love to me at least let me confess back” She joked

You looked at her and smiled. “Go on, you have my attention”

She rolled her eyes playfully before giving you a passionate kiss. “I love you y/n, so much”

You both ended up walking back to the ship holding hands, enjoying each other’s presence

Pls I am so gay for her, can you tell shshhabs

My sfw request are open!

Taglist: @senkuwu-chan

[1994sunflower]

what if Michael accidentally hurts y/n. Like maybe she’s coming home from her classes and she sees him beating someone up and she tries to stop him and he hurts her on accident. Sorry I just really love your writing especially angst ;)

thank you so much! i love angst too hehe...I dont know how angsty this is but i put a little bit of fluff at the end lol

also, i’m so sorry for being so inactive guys i really am working on stuff i promise :(( but i’m also making like 20 essays for school applications so it’s going slowly. hope you like this!

in which michael accidentally hurts you

You’re never sure how they start. You couldn’t picture something making you so angry that you’d resort to fists. Even your boyfriend, as apathetic as he is with most people, you didn’t know his violent side intimately. It was just never the way Michael was with you. It almost felt like a stranger when you saw evidence of it acting against others, hurting others. 

You never minded much, just tried to stop him and chastised him a bit while you patched him up. Because at the end of the day you knew he wasn’t a bad guy. Even appreciated his ability to defend himself and you. But still the mystery was always preserved. How the man that held you close, looked at you with nothing but love could be the cause of so many broken bones and bloodshed. Was it his temper that you had never seen or was it his not caring of anyone or even himself, the harm it could bring to him if he wasn’t careful.

Either way you hated it. Hated it each time you heard of it, his (comparatively much more violent) past of it and even more when you caught him at it yourself. It was never on purpose. Because if Michael had known you were anywhere near the vicinity he would stop, or leave to finish his business without you being there to witness that side of him. 

You were docile, so much different than him. Michael knew that as well as anyone else. He knew he didn’t deserve you. So, he tried to hard to avoid adding to the list of why. He could imagine in his worst nightmares you seeing that dark side of him, the one that was so much better than before thanks to you, and be terrified. Realize what kind of man you had chosen and finally see that you needed someone better. Someone who wasn’t so aggressive, so violent, so scary. He didn’t want you to look at him with those eyes. Scared, like you never really knew him. Because the truth was you knew him better than anyone else.

Usually you’d catch him when you were walking back from class. Something he should be doing as well. Instead, he’d be somewhere where he imagined you’d never cross paths, far from your last class. Too bad you liked to walk around campus and take shortcuts more than you should. 

It was usually the same thing. He’d have the upper hand. With his height and strength, it was easy. But that’d leave a victim, someone who couldn’t properly defend themselves against the wrath brought on by whatever they had done to Michael. Sometimes as little as bumping into him. You, with all your goodness and empathy, always stopped your boyfriend because you knew only you could. And if you could help someone, you’d always take the opportunity. 

This time was a little different. Maybe Michael had gotten his days crossed, maybe he forgot you had lab that day and you’d have to pass by that way. But in the walk from your building back to off campus, in the little alleyway of one of the last buildings separating campus from the main street, you heard it. The building was tall and its brick walls looked more like formidable walls, so you had to keep walking until you were right at the entryway of the surprisingly big alley to see. 

But your boyfriend was unmistakable. And so was the way he was punching down another boy. The boy was younger than him, it was obvious, maybe even a freshman. Which somehow made it worse. But they were almost equally matched in height and the boy, either from adrenaline or reflex, wasn’t just holding his hands up in defense. He landed more than a few punches back at your boyfriend. Hitting him in his jaw and face, you already saw some scrapes on his temple and cheek. 

Your face contorted into panic at the sight of Michael getting hurt. Maybe even more fear-stricken at that fact than you would have been just seeing another person getting hurt by his hand. It wasn’t fair to care more about him than the other boy, especially when you were sure Michael was the aggressor. But you didn’t care. You loved him too much to see him get hurt. It was the reason you hated him fighting so much, you dreaded to see the consequences it could end up having on him. You’d told him so many times to stop fighting in the past but he wouldn’t listen. He was getting better but never stopping. Being as good for his girlfriend as possible so you’d be proud of him.

There wasn’t much need to worry, though. A few punches landed on him but he still was dominating the fight by far. Especially when he was more pissed off at the younger boy fighting back. But it didn’t matter. If it went on the way it currently was going, both of them would be more seriously injured than maybe they even realized.

You weren’t sure why you didn’t call out to him. Maybe it was the urgency of the situation that had you mute and just running to your boyfriend as quickly as you could. You always stopped him, but that was always when he realized it was you by the sound of your voice. It never occurred to you that he wouldn’t recognize your touch when he was so blinded by rage. You didn’t realize until you were too close, had already touched his arm desperately, hoping to stop any more attacks from raining down on the other boy. You didn’t even get a chance to call out to him, let him listen to your familiar voice that always seemed to soothe him.

By then, he had already pushed you away. He did it without even looking at you, his anger still directed at the boy and no one would stop him — at least when he thought you wouldn’t be there. 

“Get the fuck off me.” His words were in a tone you’d never heard directed at you, only at other people. And his hand hit your shoulder and sent you flying back, landing with a loud thud on the concrete. 

You weren’t sure if the feeling of your body left lingering on his fingers was what made him recognize who he had just pushed. Or maybe it was the recognition of your voice in the pained yell you had let out as you fell down. But he froze. So completely paralyzed, his body rigid. He was begging that as he turned around, slowly almost mechanically, he wouldn’t see you on the ground. That you wouldn’t be the person he had just physically hurt in his anger. 

It was fruitless. As he kept his grip on his opponents shirt, but stopped yelling, stopped assaulting; just looking behind him, dreading what he would see. It was you. You sitting up, your knees and arms scraped from the fall, some blood and red, raw skin on the injuries. Your pretty dress was crumpled and dirty, bits of concrete, dirt and filth marred your spotless person. His pure, fragile girl.

But it was your face that had him letting go of the boy, arms hanging limply at his side, anger forgotten and eyes wide in horror at what he had just done to his girlfriend who he loved so much. You were looking up at him, tears in your eyes from the pain. They flowed down your cheeks and while you were silent, your eyes screamed at him what hurt more than any of the punches he had just taken. It’s your fault.

He hadn’t pushed that hard. But to your smaller body, even a light hit from him would be painful and powerful. Especially with his added strength.

“Y/N…” The boy was long forgotten. Even when he took the opportunity to run away. Michael forgot the reason for the fight in the first place. Nothing, really, entered his mind as important except you. All his thoughts had zeroed in on the scene in front of him, what he had just done to you. You were the best thing to ever happen to him. He cared about you so much. He loved you more than anyone else, even himself. Hurting you was the last thing he ever wanted to do. He’d hurt himself before he let anything touch you. All he ever wanted was to protect you. But yet, he was the one that ended up doing just that.

“Fuck, baby, I didn’t-” Know it was you. 

He fucked up. He’d never felt more ashamed at having lost control. If he hadn’t, he’d have stopped and seen it was you. He would have listened when your little hand took hold of his arm. Recognized the feeling of your skin on his like he could so easily do when he was in the right frame of mind. He wouldn’t have hurt you. You wouldn’t be on the ground, dirty and injured because of him. 

But as he stepped towards you, already bending down to help you up, check on you, it got worse. It was worse before you pushed yourself back with the heels of your feet, putting more distance between him and you, making sure he couldn’t get near you. “Don’t touch me.” 

Hurt flashed on his face at your words. At you rejecting to even be near him. The one person that had always stuck by him through everything and forgave him even with how often he fucked up. The one that gave him an unconditional love he wasn’t used to. Part of him new he deserved it, for hurting you even if it was an accident. But the ache he felt when he couldn’t even help you, ask for your forgiveness because you didn’t want to hear it right then, was strong. 

Your voice wavered and broke but your eyes showed very clearly how much you meant those words. He wasn’t sure what was worst to see in them, the anger or the fear. 

Why were you even there? He was sure you had class on the opposite side of campus. It was why he never imagined you were the one trying to stop him. He pictured you walking peacefully from your class back home to wait for him to get back to you. Not what actually ended up happening. He would have never fought in a place you could so easily have seen, so easily have gotten hurt. Especially when he wanted to make you see how much better he was being for you, even if not by much. If you had called out to him, he hadn’t even heard you.

Michael felt a pit at his stomach. Could already hear you breaking up with him, because a girl like you didn’t deserve to be on the ground, looking so pretty and innocent and have that ruined because her boyfriend couldn’t just listen to her and try to be less violent with others. Dread filled him at the different possibilities of losing you this could bring him. None of them did he want. But still, watching you wince as you emotionally collected yourself, he had to curse himself. He wouldn’t blame you. It’s his fault.

Even at your words, he still moved forward, getting down on his knees to be on your level. When you lifted up your palms from the ground, they were tinged pink from the fall and bits and pieces of the concrete were stuck to the palms of your hands. His jaw locked at the sight, regret filling his mind.

Taking your small hands in his, slowly, he sucked in a relieved breath when you didn’t push him away like he thought you would. Instead, he wouldn’t meet your big eyes as he felt them looking at him, he couldn’t. It was so shameful to see that pure wide eyed look of yours and know he had hurt someone that wholesome and kind. 

His gaze stayed on your hands as you held them out palm up. One of his hands cupped the back of your two hands while the other he used to gently pick off the grovel. Not too fast lest they be sharp and hurt you. It was almost comical really, to see his hands, still bloody at the knuckles from the fight, being so tender only a few minutes later. 

“Does it hurt?” He asked you when he was done. When you winced as you curled your fingers in was the answer. 

You wouldn’t even look at him. Let alone acknowledge the apology begging to leave his lips. And he had to resist the urge to take you into his arms so he wouldn’t feel the coldness you were currently giving him. Tears were still running down your cheek by the time your backpack that had fallen beside you was taken up by Michael. He slung it across his shoulder easily, no matter how heavy you had found it. Then his arm was around your waist and his hand on your arm, pulling you up finally from the ground that should be kissed at your feet instead of you laying in it. 

Clearly, he wasn’t taking your command to not touch you seriously. But you didn’t make any move to enforce it - despite how angry you felt, how struck at what he had done to you, no matter that he had done it unconsciously. He needed it, to feel as if he hadn’t completely destroyed everything in the relationship he cherished so much. That the only girl he loved and respected didn’t feel terrified of him and distrust him.

He’d brought a lot of emotions out of you, particularly pleasure, but pain was never meant to be one of them.

That much was obvious in the almost shameful look on his face all the way back to your house - the place you’d forced him to take you to instead of his own home. You would’ve preferred to go home by yourself, your anger and freight not being appropriate to be next to him, let alone have him nearly piggyback carrying you all the way. But he wouldn’t leave your side. 

It was also seen in his small voice, as shaky and almost insecure as you’d ever heard it when you forced him to put you down as you finally got home. The security of your home giving you what your had been lacking the second Michael sent you to the ground, the safety you usually got from him was weak.

“I can help...” 

“No, I got it.” Your words were cold, so different from your usually light and happy voice, as you walked away from him and to your bathroom where you kept the first aid kit. It was usually there for him whenever he got in a fight and got hurt. But now, you needed it.

He flinched at your tone. Despite whatever fights he ever got in, you were the only one who could ever truly hurt him. 

Michael stayed in the living room silently while you disinfected your wounds and covered them up. He hurt you. You could still feel the pain of it, see it physically manifested. You were still crying, sniffling as quietly as you could. It didn’t hurt so much as it did scare you. Not that you were scared of him. Despite what happened, you knew it was an accident and you knew he would never hurt you purposely like that ever. 

But the fact it happened, the fact he had been so lost in his anger that he didn’t stop and think about what he was doing and his surroundings. The fact that you had felt his strength in such an ugly, dangerous way. The suddenness of it scared you. 

And you hated feeling that towards your boyfriend. You only wanted to feel happy and loved with him, nothing as negative as this. It was also frustrating, knowing you had warned him of consequences of his actions like this, though never expected you’d ever be on the receiving end of it, but he still hasn’t changed. But this was the last time you’d ever allow yourself to be in this position.

It made you almost think that your friends, the rumors, maybe they were more right about Michael and his anger than you were whenever you tried to defend him. You wanted your boyfriend to be safe. You didn’t want to believe they were right. Otherwise, you didn’t really know the man you claimed to love.

You were mad and frightened. But it came from a place of love. You didn’t want him to get hurt and you especially didn’t want it to get to this point where he couldn’t even stop himself before it got out of his control until it was too late. You loved him.

When you finished fixing yourself up as best as you could, you left the bathroom and moved quietly into your living room where Michael was sitting silently. His face was in his hands. His very posture screamed regret and you didn’t even want to imagine how dark and self-deprecating his thoughts were as he blamed himself for hurting you, you knew it was hard for him.

He’d told you so many times it was the last thing he wanted. You weren’t sure he could forgive himself. Especially when he knew his strength compared to yours, when he saw your injuries caused by his hand. 

You weren’t sure he even felt your presence when you slowly sat down next to him on the couch, the kit still in your hands. “Here, let me cover that up.”

He had bruises all over his face, particularly his jaw but he had an especially nasty cut on his forehead. 

But when you raised your hands to start working on it, Michael finally looked at you, only to move his head back and shake his head. You were too good for this world, to still worry about him after everything. 

“Don’t waste it on me.”

With you red rimmed eyes, your voice was still more serious than usual but your words were almost normal, “Don’t be silly. You’re hurt.”

Michael kept silent as you focused on his injury. But you could tell his mind was moving quickly, probably figuring out what to say to you.

You wanted him to feel bad, it wasn’t okay and he needed to feel it in order to change. But you didn’t want him to drive himself crazy with kicking himself in the back for what he accidentally did. He stopped as soon as it happened, it gave you hope of how he could change. How this could be a wake up call.

It was only when you were almost done that he spoke. “I didn’t know you were the one grabbing me. I swear I would never have hurt you, it was too late when I realized you-” his head hung in shame, “You were already on the ground when I figured out it was you.”

He was silent for a while and you thought it was him re-living the moment you had been flung so strongly. “I’m so sorry. I’m sorry. I would never hurt you like that. Ever. I promise. You’re the only good thing I have in my life. I can’t lose you and it shouldn’t have happened, I should have realized I was just so pissed off. And I thought you were in class. I never thought you’d be there. But it will never happen again.” 

“Michael…” You sighed, you’d heard that before. 

But he cut you off. “No, I’m serious. It won’t. I….I hated seeing you hurt like that. Especially because it was my fault. I know I’m violent but you’ll never experience that again. You’ll never see that again. I’ll never hurt you again so…please…I’m sorry.”

He was so rarely vulnerable with his words, let alone speaking so much. It was obvious he meant it. You took in his apology and his words. You didn’t say it was okay but you didn’t move away or reject his apology either. 

“You won’t lose me.” When his guilty eyes bore into yours, you took his bruised hand. “I know you didn’t meant to, Mikey, you’re not that type of guy and you’ve never been violent towards me. But I get so worried seeing you fight and get hurt, you didn’t even realize it was me because you were so mad. It’s seeing you in a light that I don’t like.”

His words were soft-spoken and gentle, his rough hands encasing your smaller ones almost as if they were glass, like the most precious thing he had. “I know. I’m working on it.” Both of you knew he was. If just to keep you happy. His fights are fewer and farther between but when they do happen, they’re never any less bloody. 

Michael’s eyes trailed down to your arm and your dress, marred with stripes of gravel and dirt. Your scraped knees. Your eyes puffy from crying. Even hurt you were the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen. He almost wanted to pull away, he had no right to be touching you, to still be the object of your love. Not when someone as sweet, innocent and peaceful as you was with someone as wrong as him. You deserved someone that brought only smiles out of you. Fuck. He cherished you. And he was disgusted at what he did; would always be, the memory would haunt him for a long time. 

He almost looked in pain as he forced himself to keep looking at what he had done to you. “Does it still hurt?”

You almost didn’t want to answer, for his sake but still you nodded. “I have to change clothes, too.”

“You look so pretty.” It made it worse, how much you more you deserved. “You deserve better.”

Your eyes were confident with your next words, “You’re going to give me that.” He had to. Otherwise, you didn’t think anything you imagined your future would be was going to stay the same. 

And he would. For you.

It didn’t mean he would be perfect or that his tendencies would change. You’d always catch him in fights or in some kind of trouble. But he would be in his right mind, he’d stop before he went too far. And most importantly, he’d never hurt you like he did today. It wouldn’t be hard. When you changed his life so much, he wasn’t in that state of mind he was when he was so angry and violent before he met you. 

Michael started that new resolution to change by peppering you with kisses, grateful he still could, not stopping until you began giggling and pawing at him to stop. You were still kind of mad and hesitant after all, but it was hard to fight back against his sweeter side giving you more of an apology. He was careful to ghost his fingertips over your injuries so as not to hurt you as he took you in his arms like his life depended on you being with him. 

“I love you.” His gravelly voice murmured, “So much.” You were everything to him. What he cherished the most in his life, who he would always need at his side. The last person he wanted to hurt. He was so lucky you were such a good, forgiving person that believed in him. Trusted him. Loved him.

“I know. I love you too.”

You and your love were the what that brought his happiness and goodness into his life. Without you, he would be so much worse than he seemed to be right then. You were the reason he could imagine a normal future for himself, one with a family and a home. The reason he was so much happier recently, why he hadn’t been in a fight in months before this last one. 

He’d never hurt you again. You’d only ever feel good feelings arisen by him, like it always should have been.

Your voice was almost shy but your words were very much willing to take advantage of his guilty mind. “Can we have a spa night? I think it might help my wounds.”

Michael, your big, mature, manly, would-never-have-a-spa-night boyfriend looked at you, knowing very well the healing properties a spa routine could have on your injuries was bullshit. But still he nodded. He’d do anything for you. 

Anything to make it up to you. To take away that hesitancy and sadness in your eyes, to try as he might to erase his huge mistake and replace that scary image of him and know that he was nothing like that with you. Anything to have the rest of the day bring you nothing but peace and happy memories with him, what you had always felt in your life that changed when you met your explosive boyfriend. Having you in his arms for the rest of the night, forgetting the cuts on both of your persons for the night. 

“With face masks?”

“…Fine”

You smiled sheepishly, “….And can we watch Legally Blonde?”

“Whatever you want, baby.” 

[moxfirefly]

B D J O V for Donnie, Karl and Alcina? (yes I am in love, no I dont have regrets uwu)

My 3 loves? Well why not! And pls enjoy the ficlet styles I’m going to opt for when doing dirty secrets! This is a little long so is going under the cut.

🩸🍷Alcina Dimitrescu🩸🍷

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and on the other)

A bit of an odd one here but she loves backs, like your actual back. The line of your spine, if you have those back dimples, ufff. She loves the shape of it if you’re on the more curvier side, she loves the skin, and your rolls, and any stretch marks. Just picture that elegant hand of hers ghosting over your back, nails maybe even claws.

On herself, well Alcina is aware of her assets and she’s very aware of her chest, both she’s quite proud of but she’s really proud of her figure over all.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

There was a pretty seamstress in the village who always was brought up to the castle to help with her dresses. She was a pretty thing in Alcina’s eyes, very much her type. When your making or fixing or measuring a tailor made outfit for a 9ft+ woman well it gets tricky and a little more handsy than usual. Alcina didn’t mind, the seamstress didn’t either. It was interesting following simple commands even if they were asked upon her with nothing but grace and poise.

So as Alcina sat for the 40th time to have something around her neck marked to be fixed, she had to stand between her legs to best approach and see the mistake. Only sitting did she have the best chance at seeing her at a more eye to eye level (well as best as it could be).

She isn’t dumb, she knows curiosity, want and lust like the back of her hand. Sees the nervous swallow of the seamstress whenever hands glide across her chest. The whispered ‘pardon my lady’ when she rests a palm on Alcina’s throat and takes a needle to the neckline with all the gentleness she can muster. Of course it’s the moment to prick her finger, the quiet hiss and scent is enough to alert Alcina and without waiting for her to fuss she takes that bleeding digit and kisses it, tastes the bead of blood, all while looking straight at her. When she still sees lust there, oh does she pull her closer.

One of her maids walks in about twenty minutes later, an array of materials in her arms so she doesn’t quite catch how the Lady of the castle smooths her dress and tries not to laugh, chest heaving a little and legs closing a tad. The maid greets her with her usual honorifics before leaving the requested materials, she notices the seamstress isn’t there and arches a brow at the room. “Lavatory” is all Alcina says before the maid makes a question. She nods but feels something isn’t right with the current picture but still leaves.

Once gone.

The seamstress crawls out from under Alcina’s skirt, mouth shiny, hair disheveled and nice set of teeth marks at her bosom.

It becomes a frequent thing after that.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

It’s not to say she needs to because she sincerely feels she has anybody at her beck and call who is willing ready and able. But on the rare occasion she indulges in some self care, it’s mostly in her luxurious tub. Feeling the warm water, her hair clean and smelling of that weeks chosen fragrance, well it gets her thinking and thinking leads desiring and if there isn’t anybody she’ll handle it. Slow, she loves drawing out her own pleasure, loves to feel that rise but stops before it’s too close. She’ll do that, edge herself a little bit more before biting down on her lip to muffle a more particular louder cry.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Both. She lives for giving it and she loves to receive it. She is just, wow, so incredibly good at it, she’s goes about it in such erotic and passionate way and if you’re not looking like you are being possessed by the devil then she up’s her game to make sure that happens. You can squeeze her head with your thighs all you want, she’s built different lol she can handle it. Don’t yank to much on her hair though, claw at her all you want but easy on the do.

She’s had a few inexperienced lovers which she has to guide when they want to go down on her. She’s very particular of what and how she likes it, but she’s patient enough to teach you.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

I’ll do you one better, https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMRSKhUoh/

⚙️Heisenberg⚙️

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and on the other)

https://hagelpaimon.tumblr.com/post/661063110466158592/i-wonder-wonder-who-ill-pick-hesi-baby-a

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) shout out to @imthegreenfairy88 for helping me out with this one.

The first few times he indulged in this he was very adamant in keeping it to himself and to himself only (with time and reassurance he chills out) but the first time he tried doing ‘back door’ stuff on himself he was very surprised about how good it fucking felt and every so often he indulged in it. There’s an occasion where he ends up in bed with some tourist, gun to his head he doesn’t remember their name but he sure fucking remember the blow job and fingering combo that they gave him that had him seeing fucking stars. He tensed up at first was about to say something but they crooked their fingers just right and swallowed his cock at the same time and words were out the window along with thoughts.

He was so far gone that it didn’t cross his mind that when he begged for another finger, he gave himself away and if their eyes weren’t indication of how delighted they had been, feeling two more additional fingers really proved the point.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

I mean I’m saying yea, he has to get creative with it sometimes so as to not get bored, but he picks up a few things he enjoys (he is creative after all) he’s definitely ruined his fair share of pillows, loves rutting into them. He has beat off probably in any section of the factory but shower is better for clean up. He for sure has done it outside of the factory, probably relaxing on a chair and if the weather is nice enough, it’s not like anybody is gonna suddenly drop by. He likes a tight closed fist when he’s close but enjoys a teasing touch to start things off, really enjoys grabbing his balls when he does it. Very messy messy boy when he cums.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

This man blows you like his life depends on it. VERY sloppy but it’s really hot, it’s how eager he is about it and how willing he is to suffocate and or choke on it. He’s told you to sit on his face multiple times at multiple moments of the day. He loves the taste of you, loves feeling suffocated by your thighs. You know what they about big noses too 🥴🥴

As for receiving he likes to dish out what he takes. So expect some rough mouth fucking, he will make you gag, he will make you all teary eyed cause he enjoys it. He’s fine with it without to be honest, he much prefers to be balls deep in you but if you enjoy doing it then expect hip thrusting.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Not super loud, but he isn’t mute. He groans and moans but he’s also a talker so expect a lot dirty talk. His voice drops in a way when he’s fucking you that it makes your toes curl. He’s all breathy pants when he’s close. Lots and lots of cuss words.

👾Donnie💜

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and on the other)

https://hagelpaimon.tumblr.com/post/661063462078889985/b-body-part-their-favourite-body-part-of-theirs

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He likes the taste of his own cum.

He denies it, really denies it, just says it’s his way of cleaning you up after a nice romp but he really has a way of proving the opposite. Donnie has ‘finished’ on you in every way shape or form. On your stomach, back, face etc you name and each time he has cleaned you up he’s either wiped it up and sucked on his fingers or he’s just full blown licked it off of you.

And there is something so disgustingly erotic about that you haven’t or don’t want to call him out on it. You’ve gone down on his multiple times and he very eager to kiss you after your done. One time you purposefully left some on your chin and lips to see if he’d clean it up first but nah, kissed the heck out of you. His favorite is cumin in you and then going down on you. The first time he did that, it was enough to make your toes curl till they cracked and just as you were about to say something he was yanking another orgasm from you. The combined taste of his and yours release? Fuck now that was his favorite.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Does it and does it often. He’s not prudish about it, it’s free oxytocin and for a guy who’s convinced he’s never gonna get a shot at being with somebody physically, might as well practice some self love.

Loves visual stimulation but he’s really into audio stimuli. Likes those audios where he feels he’s there with the person or the ones where they give instructions. Donnie is really into edging and if he’s got the time and privacy he can literally edge himself for a couple of hours. Has at times managed hands free orgasms. Has made cock sleeves or basically fleshlights (ah ingenuity), can have his moments where he’s super slow and teasing about it, light strokes and all that. Can also have moments where he basically fucks his fist to the point of making some pretty obscene wet noises. If listening to audios or watching videos he really loves trying to cum at the same time as the person in the vid or audio. Has a bottle of lotion right on the desk but that shit is so cluttered with stuff that nobody has picked up on it and honestly it’s kinda funny.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

GIVE GIVE GIVE.

Oh my lord is he OBSESSED with giving oral. It’s such a big turn on for him. He just loves how intimate it is, he loves how he’s giving you pleasure in such an intimate position. LOVES over stimulating with his mouth, loves feeling thighs trying to break his head, happy to die down the suffocated in his favorite place, loves feeling a hand at the back of his head and pushing him in further.

He’s not crazy about receiving cause he knows his size is a challenge but he’s not opposed to it, he much rather get a hand job from you.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Loud and not afraid about it. He enjoys the fuck out of it and is going to be vocal about it unless it’s adamant to be quiet because people are around. His churrs are really nice, deep but not as baritone as say Raph’s, but they feel and sound so good.

[melto]

i know i talk about it all the time but rinko and shunpei’s relationship is so awesome it is everything to me. throughout their shared arc both are simply continually causing issues for themselves and the other by what is generally considered to be their strengths but due to being unable to find a happy medium between rinko's "harshness" and shunpei's "softness". both of them often work in the extremes of these parts of themselves but usually haruto is able to level it out because both of them trust him and have sort of figured out how to mostly allow these parts of themselves to be more aid than hindrance.

both rinko and shunpei are threatened and on the defense right off the bat in this arc.. rinko might lose her job which she sees as her losing her way of being able to protect people and shunpei did get in the way of her catching the person in the first place so it's hard for her to not blame him in part. what threatens shunpei is rinko's jab about him being useless to haruto. which is well. literally basically shunpei's biggest insecurity and while he does get reassurance from haruto (in ways that i will not talk about now bc its not about them) it's still hard for him to hear. they are both trying to prove themselves in general, rinko's more aimed towards her boss while shunpei's is more aimed at her. and they just cannot stop butting heads because they are both insecure and threatened with no haruto to level them out so it's just them at 100 and like they just dont get the other's way of doing things. rinko thinks shunpei is too naive and a push over and shunpei thinks she's too mean and stubborn (even though he can also be stubborn). they're stuck in this competition of proving their worth but both refuse to admit that their insecurity and reaction to it is what is causing all these problems and their heads to butt over and over again. shunpei really just goes UHHH time to steal a cop car and also harbor a fugitive to prove my point and rinko is simply. Well being an unjust cop lol and like throughout they kinda and slowly start to see the merit in the other's ways but it comes off as much more like well i guess ur right this one time or well that was just a lucky move :/ even though they both know deep down that it's not just that. both are still trying to prove something, to themselves and to each other and everyone else.

i think at this point they arent even sure what they are trying to prove anymore, they both are on the same page of wanting to just protect the gate at this point but the how isnt lining up between them but then of course they are able to fully realize the other's strength in what they thought was bad about them while in water (typical kamen rider move). rinko has an outburst at the gate that is harsh and direct but she is completely correct. it is still coming from a place of compassion but also frustration, because sometimes you need to be harsh in order for things to happen and change, even if someone doesnt want to hear it. the gate turning to shunpei to be comforted like he had been doing the whole time and instead being faced with him backing away and admitting that rinko is right and he agrees with her even though it was hard for him is just...so big for him. for them. like he turns to rinko to say it, to make it clear that he wasn't bullied into it or was feeling shameful for agreeing with her, which took her by surprise because it's so shunpei and i dont think she's ever really been on the receiving end of his earnesty before and like shunpei is generally pretty good at melding his optimism into what people need, which is exactly what he does, not only for the gate but also for rinko because she's watching the way he reworks her sentiment into something just as stern but with more hope and empathy and she just stares at him and says a little 'shunpei' is in part to shunpei's true strength hitting her and also that he switched from saying "i'm on your side" to "we're on your side". neither have to outright say that they get it now because they both actively show it in this moment and the rest that comes after.

they realize that they actually can work well together and help each other be stronger and grow even though they go about their similar goal in differing ways and also that it's not just because of haruto, it's just as much because of them. they did this without him. they grew and were challenged without him. it was just them and i think since so much growth is highlighted with haruto's presence that it's just. So significant that he wasnt there with them as they went through it. if he was they never would have been able to come to this understanding or truly see the other's strength or come to admire the other for it. they can protect and save people still even without a wizard there. that's what they end up proving. that they are capable of it and they did it together!!!

[negandarylsatisfaction]

[SUMMARY: PRE APOCALYPSE. Negan is your Sex Ed professor.]

Smut

Negan and Brielle.

 Health class was your absolute favorite and only you and your bestfriend Jane knew why. You had the biggest crush on your professor. He was tall, handsome,charming and although he was a teacher he had a rebel look to him that you liked. Being over 18 and attracted to your professor you liked to have innocent fun with it. Everyday you would come in with flirty outfits, either show some legs or cleavage. Jane told you one day while you were up in front of the class giving a speech that she caught him leaning back on his chair looking at your ass. Never had you actually caught him yourself but it did excite you.

Today you came into class in a lavender v neck and tight jeans. He waited by the door as each of you entered, giving you a quick wink as you passed him with Jane.

"Morning Brielle."

"Good Morning, Professor Negan." You smiled as your friend nudged you before you got to your seats. With your pen between your lips you couldnt take your eyes off Negan as he spoke. He wore dark jeans and a black button shirt unbuttoned at the top showing a light patch of his chest hair. Distracted with your day dreams of your professor you werent paying attention to anything he said and got caught off guard when he called on you.

"Brielle, what is the scientific explanation of what causes men to wake up with an erection?" You blanked out, not having any answer to what he asked as well as being stunned by the question.

"Um...I-" you froze, the whole class staring at you as if you were stupid.

"I'll see you after class, Brielle." You sunk in your seat in embarrassment as you heard a few laughs come from students around you. Waiting for him to dismiss the class you sighed knowing you made yourself look like a fool today. Jane gave you a pity look as everyone left the class and you walked up to your professor's desk.

"You asked me to stay Professor Negan?"

"Brielle," he grinned as he leaned back on his chair.

"You look like you were having some trouble with today's lesson, theres an exam next week on all we've talked about this week. I want to be sure you're ok."

"Oh um-yes...I don't know what happened today. I was caught off guard I guess." He chuckled as he scratched his beard.

"I figured that, I would think you know what makes a man wake up with morning wood." His words caught you off guard making you raise a brow to him. Having a conversation with a man so attractive of this topic was intimidating.

"I'm sure your boyfriend has told you about it."

"Um..I don't have a boyfriend." You laughed nervously as he leaned forward in his chair putting his hands together with an intrigued look.

"Well that's hard to believe."

"Why would that be hard to believe?" You asked confused not exactly catching his point. He laughed thinking your naive response was cute.

"Well excuse my french Brielle but shit, you're a damn attractive fucking woman. I dont know how one of these men in my class havent made you theirs yet." You let out a shocking nervous giggle quickly covering your lips. The sound made him chuckle, he knew he made you nervous. You couldnt believe what he was actually saying, you couldnt wait to tell Jane.

"Well-" he cleared his throat as he stood up, the man so much taller than you, you looked up at him.

"Sit down, let's go over today's lesson." He motioned to his chair as you quietly moved past him and sat down. He leaned over you turning the pages in his book, you couldnt stop staring at his beard, his lips, his neck...the smell of his cologne so close to you. He began to speak and once again you blanked out just staring at him, how could a man be this good looking?

"Do you understand what I'm saying, Brielle?" He asked looking over at you making you quickly nod.

"See, when a man gets excited-" he leaned in closer to you, the sound of his voice very close to your ear.

"It sends messages that causes a blood flow which causes an erection to occur."

"So when a man is sleeping and gets aroused it's cause hes dreaming of something that made him excited?" You asked innocently.

"Sometimes." Negan responded.

"It can be a natural thing that occurs because the man is so relaxed or sometimes it can be a dream. It happens very often to every man. Especially when a man has an attractive woman on his mind.” The tone in his voice made your skin hot. Obviously you knew everything he was explaining and he was sure you did too, you could tell. Without looking at him you could feel his face close to yours. Leaning over your shoulder Negan could see a perfect view of your cleavage. He could tell you were nervous, your chest rising up with each deep breath. Suddenly you turned to him and caught him looking down your shirt. Negan quickly looked up, a smirk as if he knew he had been caught appeared on his face. “That necklace...is nice.” Negan used it as an excuse to look back down at your breasts. Your heart began to beat faster, you knew what he was doing. Without expecting it he gently picked up your silver necklace, his fingers gently brushing over your cleavage. “Oh yeah....that’s very nice.” He whispered seductively as he slid his thumb over the charm. He looked up and locked eyes with yours, you could see the attraction in his eyes. Your nerves making you lick you lips before being interrupted by a knock on the door. Negan quickly let go of your necklace, the two of you jumped to see another professor standing by the door.

“Sorry to bother, I had some paper work to give you. Until what time will you be here?” The man asked Negan as he quickly stood up straight. Nervously you picked up your books and grabbed your bag.

“I gotta get going-I’ll see you tomorrow, Professor Negan. Thanks for the....extra tutoring.” You sounded confused not being sure what to call it. Before he could respond you quickly left walking past the other professor at the door. Your nerves getting the best of you, you ran...you felt like an idiot. You knew you weren’t just imagining things, your professor was actually checking you out and throwing indirect comments. Quickly you called Jane and told her everything that happened.

“Why the hell did you leave? Maybe he was going to make a move.” She laughed making you sigh.

“I don’t know...I just got nervous. He’s so attractive and he was so close. I don’t know, maybe it was just me anyways.”

“Yeah, I doubt that. I guess we’ll see tomorrow.”

The next day you decided to where a more appealing outfit. Perfect for the weather with the sun coming out you put a soft blue spring dress. As soon as you walked in you noticed Negans eyes quickly look you up and down before greeting you with a smile. Jane once again nudged you as he was making it more obvious that he checked you out. The two of you sat down as Negan announced he would be returning everyone’s exams from the week before. As you received your paper you gasped at the big red F circled on the paper with a side note that read to meet him after class.

“There you go, another excuse to see him....alone.” Jane teased you as you shook your head.

“Seriously I need this credit. I’m screwed if I fail this class.” You responded as you were genuinely concerned with your grades, you couldn’t afford to fail this class.

As the class went on Negan had you all take a quick quiz. He stood in front of class watching everyone quietly working on their paper when he realized you quickly finished. Not taking his eyes off you, he watched as you stood up and walked over to him.

“I finished, I think it’s all good?” You whispered standing beside him as you handed him the paper. He looked down at the paper as you innocently leaned over beside him looking on at your work. Negan felt you press your chest against his arm, not being able to help himself he took a peek with the corner of his eye before clearing his throat.

“Well is it good?” You looked up at him making him turn to you, but all he could see was the curve of your breast’s spilling out of your dress.

“Very good.” He whispered making you smile before you walked back to your seat. You had no idea how aroused you had just made him, he sat behind the desk to hide any evidence of it.

Waiting for the class to be over and for everyone to leave you quickly marched up to the desk with your graded exam in hand.

“Professor, I need to find a way to fix this. I really can’t fail this class. Is there a way I can make this up?” Negan sat writing something on a paper before he slowly stood up and walked towards the door and closed it shut.

He walked back to you looking down at you mysteriously before he finally spoke.

“You’re a smart girl, Brielle. Were you paying attention in class today?”

“Yes. Of course.”

“Alright then tell me, what was today’s topic?”

You felt your cheeks turn red at the thought of mentioning it alone with him.

“The female orgasm.” You responded making him smile.

“Exactly.”

“Well...I know about all of that already.”

“Do you?” He raised a brow as he moved closer to you.

“Brielle, you ever had a boyfriend?”

“Yes. One.” You responded with a puzzled expression.

“Did he know how to....get you going?” As attractive as you found Negan you got nervous at the direction of the conversation.

“Maybe this shouldn’t be spoken about, Professor.” You responded hesitantly, you were honestly afraid of someone over hearing the conversation.

“Who’s gonna tell?” He winked at you making your heart jump, you couldn’t deny it the rush of speaking about certain things with him did make you excited.

“Now, did this boyfriend of yours get the job done?”

Your slow response made him smirk, he could tell you weren’t too experienced. Truth was you only had sex with that one boyfriend you had but, you didn’t remember much of the experience. You hadn’t reached orgasm with him.

“This is why a woman should test the waters out on herself first so she knows what makes her body reach climax.” You looked away making Negan tilt his head as if he had just realized something with your response.

“Oh. Say it ain’t so.” He responded with raised brows making you look up at him confused.

“What?” Negan chuckled before he took another step closer to you.

“You’ve never felt an orgasm at all before, have you?” Your lips parted at his upfront shocking question.

“I mean-“

“Well that’s interesting.” Negan stared down at you for a moment, his tongue slowly gliding over his bottom lip.

“Do you wanna know what it feels like?”

“Um, Professor I..um I don’t know how to answer that.” You laughed nervously. You could feel the tingly sensation between your legs at the excitement of what he asked you. The look in his eyes as he looked down at your soft pink plump lips.

“You’re gorgeous, Brielle....you know that?”Your eyes lit up, his voice deep and rough. Negan had always thought you were beautiful from the first moment you walked into his class. Never had he been so attracted to a student of his, he knew it wasn’t right but he couldn’t help himself. Negan could see through your innocence, he could tell you were attracted to him too, your innocence only aroused him more.

“A gorgeous woman like you should know what it feels like to cry out in pleasure.” His words left you speechless, how you could you respond to this?

“You should know what that feeling is, Brielle.”

“How..?” You whispered as you suddenly felt his fingers lightly brush over your thigh as he looked into your eyes. He could see the shock look in your eyes from his soft touch.

“I can show you better than I can tell you.” His finger very slowly brushed over the side of your thigh before reaching the sensitive inner side.

You could see it in his face, how badly he wanted to take you in that moment. Negan looked behind him to the door before he turned to you with a smirk, you already knew what was on his mind.

“You...you want to show me?” You whispered in a shaky breath.

“I’m just giving you a private lesson, sweetheart. No one has to know.” He suddenly picked you up and sat you on his desk making you gasp.

“Professor-“

“Shh..” You felt his fingers press against your panties softy before he began to move them slowly teasing your clit. He pushed your dress up higher as you leaned back on your hands on the desk. Your pink lace panties in full view as he pushed them to the side. You remained still watching as he touched you.

“Oh that’s a pretty pussy.” He slid down your slit with his thumb, before spreading you open and teasing you some more.

“See I’m gonna start off slow with you, doll.” He whispered as you looked at him still in shock with what he started doing. He noticed you softly biting down on your bottom lip, he knew he was staring to make you feel good. You closed your eyes and began to grind your hips slowly as the feeling got better and better.

“That’s it...” Negan unexpectedly stuck his finger inside you making your hips jump before he moved slowly in and out. You moaned softly as he fingered you, pulling his finger out wetter each time.

“Well look at that, looks like you’re ready for me, but I’m not done yet.” Negan this time went back in with two fingers while playing with your clit with his other hand. Your eyes rolled back at the sensation he was making you feel. Never had a man taken his time with you like this making sure you were feeling pleasure. Both of his hands began to move faster as you moaned, doing your best not to do so loudly. He knew you were on the verge of having your first orgasm.

“Oh my god...” you began to pant as he watched you intensely before changing the positioning of his fingers inside you making him hit your g spot. You screamed feeling something you had never felt before wanting to explode within you.

“Professor...professor-“ you gasped helplessly as the pleasure was so intense it almost frightened you.

“Cum for me, Brielle. Relax and let it go.” He whispered hoarsely when your legs tensed up and suddenly began to shake. Negan smiled as you threw your head back and moaned loudly completely forgetting you were in a classroom.

“Atta girl..keep cumming..” he whispered as you panted, whimpering as he slowed down.

Negan pulled his fingers out and sucked the juices off as you sat there with trembling legs.

“Oh look at you.” He chuckled with a smirk, he could tell you had never felt the feeling before. It turned him on knowing he was the first man to make you feel that. Your legs open facing him, you looked down at his crotch area and noticed the very obvious bulge.

“Now look what you did.” Negan chuckled as he quickly unbuckled his pants and revealed his thick cock. You couldn’t believe what was happening but you didn’t want to stop it. He sat back on the chair and looked at you with an excited smile.

“Come get on your professors lap, let’s get you that A.” You bit down on your bottom lip and smiled before doing as he asked. Your back facing him Negan pushed your dress up as you adjusted yourself leaning back on him, you slowly lowered yourself letting his cock enter you. You gasped leaning your hand on his arm not expecting him to have felt so big inside you. You jumped back up before he took hold of your hips and easily guided you down.

“Easy...like that, sweetheart.” Negan grunted at the first feel of him fully inside you. You began to slowly move up and down on him as he held your dress up, he was bigger than your ex and you hesitated with moving fast. Negan squeezed your hips trying to bring you down harder, he wanted more but he could tell you were afraid. He wanted to take over.

“Don’t be afraid, doll.” You began to move harder on him making him moan. He sounded sexier than you ever imagined he would.

“Turn around.” Negan spoke roughly. You did as he asked and straddled him and felt him slide in easily, face to face with him you couldn’t believe you were having sex in a classroom with your professor.

“Someone can come in..” you whispered as he adjusted himself beneath you.

“Don’t worry about that.” Negan slouched in the chair and began to pump upward into you making you gasp. He moved how he wanted to knowing it would make you feel good. You moaned holding onto him as he quickly pulled the top part of your dress down, revealing your breasts.

“Holy shit-“ he whispered looking straight at them, they were much bigger than he expected them to be and he loved it. He wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you closer to him, your breasts close to his face as he began to thrust upward vigorously. He panted roughly as you moaned.

“Oh my god- wait!” You screamed as you held onto him.

“No, take it” he bit down on his lip as he began to feel you pulsate around him. Negan stood up carrying you with him and sat you down on his desk. Moving full force he knocked down his cup of pens on the table as he watched your expression while you orgasmed with him in you.

“Yeah...good girl.” He whispered as you moaned. He looked down and noticed his cock drenched in your cum. The look in your eyes he hadn’t seen in a woman in long time, then again he hadn’t been with a woman so inexperienced since he was younger. The thought of him showing you how good this felt pleased him. Negan pulled out and came right on top of your pussy. You watched as intensity filled his eyes as cum shot out of him onto you. He jerked himself off letting out every drop. The sight of you innocently laying back on his desk, legs spread and his cum all over you was one he never thought he would actually see.

“Jesus fucking Christ..” he whispered looking down at you before quickly turning away. He couldn’t believe temptation took over him, never had he slept with one of his students. Still out of breath, you both cleaned yourselves up as Negan turned back to you.

“Professor?”

“This...” he pointed towards you and him slightly getting distracted as you fixed your breasts in your dress.

“This stays between us, sweetheart.”

“Yes, Professor.” You agreed before he got closer to you, still out of breath.

“Think of me tonight when you touch yourself.” Your eyes widened at his assumption, but he knew with how good he made you feel today that you would want to discover how to make yourself feel that way.

“Oh I know exactly what you’re going to do.” He chuckled at your shocked expression looking down at you.

“Now think of me. There’s so many more things I could do to you. I know I’m suppose to keep my hands to myself, darling but I don’t think I can.” His voice deepened more than it already was as he spoke.

“I won’t tell if you don’t.” You responded softly when suddenly your phone rang. Negan looked over at your phone and saw Janes name on it before raising a brow to you.

“No one.” He warned and truth be told you didn’t want to tell Jane, you didn’t want to tell anyone of your dirty little secret.