#chapter 976

[calekinnieplus]

“What is God’s revelation?”

Bryan slowly stood straight and looked at the gentleman with the white sideburns sitting at the reclining chair. He replied with some level of fervor, “We succeeded. God has finally awakened. ‘He’ has requested me to listen to your commands from this day forth, and to follow your arrangements.”

Klein had already expected this, but he felt his face burn, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

This is making me be a Blessed of Evernight while also part-timing as a Blessed of Artificial Death, so as to silently lead the Numinous Episcopate’s Artificial Death faction… Is this a bestowment of fate, or a price that had been exacted? Since the Goddess didn’t get the Church’s archbishops or high-ranking deacons to handle this matter, it means that “She” wishes it to be kept confidential… Klein instantly stood up and tried to appear pious in tone and expression.

“As God’s revelation commands.

“God’s wish is my wish!”

BAHAHHA NO FUCKING WAY! NO SHOT?? He's an actual Blessed??? BAHAHHAHA

Slay, Evernight Goddess! SLAY~

[fallensnowfan]

With the release of chapter 1074, there are just two chapters remaining until it has been one-hundred chapters since Jinbei arrived at the front of Onigashima!

Maybe nothing big will happen, though I am looking forward to the milestone regardless!

[algumaideia]

Hi Jimbei!!!!

[justtt-a-hooman]

Is it me or do these lines always appear at least once in Chinese novels? This is the second time (I think) this line appeared in lotm😅

[tuxxydo]

i need them to make 8 bajillion one piece movies before the anime ends so jinbe can have more moments with the crew

[longing-for-rain]

ATLA Discourse Simulator: 2024 Revival Edition

🌊 katara-stan Follow

It’s sad to me how Katara was forced to take on so many responsibilities from a young age. I relate to it as an eldest daughter with trauma in my childhood.

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How DARE you parentify Katara! She’s just a silly little 14 year old not mom friend!!!

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I like Zutara

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You’re not allowed to do this as it is personally offensive to me, a balding middle-aged man. Your femcel fantasies are pathetic and no man will ever want you. By the way I’m gay so I’m not sexist.

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How DARE anyone criticize my perfect little angel boy, he never did anything wrong! Touching girls without their consent is just a SMALL MISTAKE and I’m sure his implied apology was really good!

🙏undercover-tradwife Follow

SO TRUE it’s so sad how many women want to ruin an innocent boy’s whole life over nothing 😢

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Zutara fans are such bitter harpies who self-project their desire to have a fulfilling relationship with a partner who respects them! It’s such a boring relationship anyway. I don’t care about it at all, which is why I made a whole blog dedicated to bashing it.

⛓️ basement-dwelling-pedo Follow

So true kitten! You put those stupid cunts in their place! By the way, when is the next chapter of your bdsm incest rape fetish fanfic updating? I’m getting thirsty 😩

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Don’t worry Daddy, I’ll service you soon. I can’t believe how horribly Zutara shippers characterize Aang. They should be more like me, and write Zuko as a pervert who rapes his sister instead. Please tell me how special and talented I am again, please please Daddy I need it!

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I love Zuko’s redemption arc so much! What a beautifully written story about breaking the cycle of abuse!

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I really like Zuko too! I always admired his character 😊

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Fuck you, I take it all back. Zuko is an evil racist toxic abuser. How dare you suggest he taint Katara’s purity with his colonizer genes?

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[sweetloleepop]

Erwin’s Birthday Present

Synopsis: Today is your boyfriend, Erwin’s birthday. And a week ago, he and his parents decided to celebrate his birthday week doing fun activities together in their small, cozy home. It was fun sure, but something’s just missing.

Pairing: Erwin Smith/F!Reader

Warnings: smut, p in v, cream pie (?), unprotected seggs, no beta read hihi, mdni

a/n: Heya guys! I crammed on this one just so I can give this man and his women a birthday smut that they deserve. Hope you like this one!! And oh, SOSNSBSB’s next chapter will surely be posted some time this week! ^^

Wordcount: 976

Oh have you been waiting for this moment to come: Erwin pinning you against the wall, in the hallway of his parent’s home. You’ve been waiting for this, for his mouth to finally latch on your neck, kissing, sucking, and biting on your most sensitive spots. You’ve been waiting for him to touch you for soo long.

A week ago, you went to Erwin’s childhood home to celebrate his birthday week with his parents. He hasn’t been there for quite a long time and this would be the first time that you will meet them personally so the two of you were very excited. You spent the whole week doing fun and cozy activities together: playing golf, boardgames, watching movies together, dining out, and many more! It was really fun but something’s just missing.

Before you and Erwin went here, the two of you have been busy with your own lives. Work was hectic for the two of you so you haven’t had the time to do stuff. You originally planned to give Erwin a little gift on his birthday but then, his parents asked the two of you to visit and celebrate with them instead. You were happy, sure, but your little gift was far too indulgent for you to not give him.

Now, here you are, having your neck assaulted by the birthday guy on the hallways of his parent’s house. You were almost worried that they might see you but that’s what’s keeping the thrill and butterflies in your stomach fluttering.

Erwin’s kisses stopped as he unbuckled his belt, “We’re gonna do this quickly, alright, love?” He whispered, his voice deeper than usual.

You mindlessly nodded and waited for him to pull his pants down. You hurriedly removed your undies and Erwin was quick to carry you. He gave you a very passionate kiss while stroking himself slowly. Then, he carefully lined himself up with your cunt before slowly sinking himself in. The two of you released soft moans at the action. His hard cock was so big, you can almost feel it down your throat from your wet cunt.

He stayed still for a moment, allowing you to adjust, then, he slowly slipped himself out, only to slip inside you again. He continued to fuck you in a very slow pace, before finally deciding that it’s best to not take his time, given that you are literally at a hallway, a very open space where his parents can walk in any time. Erwin slowly started to pick up his pace. He was bouncing you in and off of his dick. It was heavenly, the way he thrusts inside of you, causing your back to repeatedly bump against the wall; the way his cock reaches very deep inside of you, especially in this position; the way his hands grabs your ass tightly just to avoid accidentally dropping you on the ground.

You moaned loudly as Erwin gave you a particularly hard thrust. Your eyes widened at the realization, and Erwin was quick to cover your mouth. He continuously fucked you like that: his hand covering your mouth, his other hand supporting you weight, and his hips vigorously thrusting againts yours. You can hardly contain the noises that you make and you were thankful for Erwin’s hand. His cock is just so satisfying it makes you wanna scream. Oh, how badly do you want to scream.

After a few more hard thrusts, you felt a familiar coil form in your stomach. “Mmf- ‘m coming-” you stated, your voice muffled. “What was that, darling?” Erwin whispered in you ear, his thrusts not faltering. You felt the hand on you mouth loosened and you took the opportunity to speak. “I- ugh- oh Erwin- I’m coming!!”

“Fuck”

Had your mind not been already mushy, you would’ve thought that it’s impossible for Erwin’s thrusts to go faster, and you would’ve been wrong. His thrusts went faster and harder, you can clearly hear his heavy balls hitting you, the sound of your back banging the wall, and the squelching of both your juices together. It was too much for you, and without so much as a warning, you came undone on Erwin’s cock. You moaned loudly which Erwin muffled with his hand. He continued to fuck you hard until he finally came. He kissed you vigorously as he came inside of you, muffling his own sounds. You continued to make out as Erwin continued to give you a few slow thrusts.

“Erwin, dinner’s ready!” Mr. Smith, Erwin’s father, called.

Upon hearing the voice, you and Erwin immediately fixed yourselves. Erwin pulled up his pants and hurriedly buckled his belt, you on the other hand, do not know where your undies have gone to. In a moment of panic, Erwin was able to successfully fix his belt and your were able to, well, do nothing but brush and smooth down your skirt.

“Ah, there you are. I’ve been wondering where the two of you have gone to- Oh…” his father trailed off. There was a strangely long pause before you noticed that Erwin’s father was looking at something. You and Erwin followed his line of sight and your eyes widened as you looked at the discarded material on the ground. You were quick to make yourself an excuse but Erwin’s father isn’t stupid. When he sees a red lingerie discarded on the ground, it meant something is happening.

“It’s alright, I understand. You can take your time, I’ll make an excuse to your mother.” He smiled and walked off.

You were left there looking very embarrassed, and Erwin, being the jerk that he is, laughed at you like there’s no tomorrow. You looked at him with a mad expression and started hitting his hard-ass biceps. “We should probably go now before mom catches up, shall we?”

‘Urgh, this man.’

[aestherin]

no context, just a spoiler for the next chapter ^^,

i'm at 976 words and it still isn't finished help —

[usafphantom2]

Double your pleasure, double your fun?

Two SR 71 Habu flying together was rare. But it did happen, the most famous one would’ve been the double SR 71 crossover near Hanoi N. Vietnam to signal the POWs to escape.My father Butch Sheffield wrote that mission plan and flew as RSO in this failed attempt to let the POWs know that they should escape.

In this picture, on May 16, 1975, the SR 71s shown in this picture, we’re flying together for a test.

Remember the test bird SR-71 955 it sneaked over to England with her tail repainted 962. This same test bird participated in the test of the electric defense system called DEF J.

This picture shows the 976 and the 955 the 976 flew as the target. In the 955 logbook notes, it showed that DEF J failed to see the 976 while they were flying that close together.

I’m glad I came across this picture in Paul Crickmore‘s book as I’ve seen so many pictures but no explanation.

I found this in Paul’s book “Beyond the Secret Missions: The Missing Chapters

a wonderful yet heavy book 3 pounds that I often use for reference.

Linda Sheffield.

@Habubrats71 via X

[lovingalways37]

- One Piece Chapter 976 Colour Spread by Oda Eiichiro

[calekinnieplus]

Dressed in pajamas, Klein didn’t move. In his spiritual perception, the intruder’s Spirit Body Threads appeared.

This also meant that if he so wished, he could turn everyone in 160 Böklund Street into his marionette without leaving the bed. Of course, to a demigod-a Bizarro Sorcerer—the neighbors a few buildings away were within range.

Fuckin- What. He's so incredibly powerful now, my GOODNESS! bsjsjsjsjsjsjjsusus DAMN

[mlbigbang]

2022 Marichat Fic Rec List

It's the end of the year which means it's finally time for the ML Big Bang's yearly fic rec lists! We're really excited to bring you our contributors' favourite fics from this year to supply you with plenty of reading material while you're waiting for the Big Bang fics' publication in January.

Asking the important questions by @ultrakart 1,397 words, General, 1/1 chapter

After having returned home from Shanghai, Marinette and Chat Noir have some important questions for each other.

"Platonic Marichat shenanigans, resoundingly reminiscent of canon in the absolute best way."

final girl by @picayunearts 41,310 words, Teen, 10/10 chapters

Marinette has ninety-nine problems, and the superhero trio of Paris counts for a hundred. [AU where Marinette follows through on giving up her earrings after Stoneheart, but becomes the Guardian to protect her replacement.]

"This one floored me. Characterization is on point. I love the premise of Marinette giving up the miraculous and being guardian. Wonderfully executed in my opinion. And the writing. THE WRITING. :chefskiss:"

"Another amazing au. I love the take on "Marinette gives up on being Ladybug" and teh way it's written is chef's kiss."

Everything's Not Fine by @flightfoot 976 words, Teen, 1/1 chapter

"Why’s mother down here? What- what is this?” “Still committing to the bit?” Gabriel snorted. “Really now, I thought you were smarter than that. Adrien was compelled to obey the order Nathalie gave via his amok - you would not have been.” “My WHAT?!” -------------- After the events of Risk, Adrien makes his way down to his father's secret lair. Gabriel catches him. Unfortunately, he cares even less about Felix than he does about Adrien.

"An alternative follow-up to 'Strike Back' that packs twist after twist after twist into a very short space, leaving you a little breathless as you read it and sorry that it didn't happen this way in the show."

The Dating App by leadernovaandthemacabre 14,960 words, Teen, 1/1 chapter

Chat Noir and Marinette cross paths on Paris’ newest dating app and keep crossing paths until secrets slip. - [MDC]: why are you here [OfficialChatNoir]: we matched! shall we go out for sweethearts ice cream? [MDC]: i’m blocking you [OfficialChatNoir]: wait wait marinette wait *[MDC] has blocked you*

"I loved the bonding between these too and how naturally everything flowed and how open they became with each other and aaaaa"

NSFW works

Patient is the night by @mostlymoony 72,243 words, Mature, 31/31 chapters

Beware the Cat Knight, he demands a price For this fallen prince, gold shall not suffice Fear the Cat Knight, as he trades life for life Cry pretty girls, for the cat needs a wife. When Marinette's small farming town is attacked by Hawkmoth's army of night creatures, Marinette rides for the dread Butterfly Castle, seeking aid from the mysterious Black Cat Knight and his band of masked fighters. She's determined to save her town, even if that means handing herself over to a strange man with wild, green eyes and a penchant for cat-related puns. There will be smut, and this is my first time writing smut. I'm so sorry.

"Such a good gothic romance/fairy tale vibe to it and I just found the plot/progression very enjoyable. The magic and world building is unique and vague enough to make it important but not overwhelming. They also made some great artwork for it!"

Pink Really is Your Color by @inkmousey 2,811 words, Explicit, 1/1 chapter

Marinette really hates that dumb Cat. Until he's pressing her against a wall and making her forget Adrien Agreste ever existed.

"It's amazing!!! So very amazing and it has a great dynamic that's great for Marichat!"

I’d Never Forget About You by @inkmousey 3,400 words, Explicit, 1/1 chapter

Adrien thinks everyone forgot about him on his birthday, and by everyone— he means the only person who ever remembers it anyway, Marinette.

"MariBlanc is such an interesting pairing and the fic handles them so amazingly!!!"

[yesbutmakeitgay]

Once Upon A Time I Used To Know A Girl

Chapter 4

Carol Danvers x Reader

Masterlist | This work's masterlist | AO3

Summary: With some help Kamala uncovers intriguing information about your past.

Angst, Slow Burn, Amnesia.

Word count: 976

Shining Like A Pearl

The next morning Kamala is on her way to your room for your daily visit when she spots a redhead from the corner of her eye. She stops in her tracks and thinks for a moment before slowly approaching her, "Agent Romanoff?"

The redhead looks at her amused, "Hey."

"I’m Kamala Khan," she says nervously, reaching out her hand.

Natasha accepts the handshake, "Yes, I know who you are," she smirks.

The girl opens her mouth in a silent gasp only making Natasha more enthralled. "I was hoping I could talk to you for a minute," she speaks, after collecting herself.

"Sure," is all Natasha responds.

"So I’m confident you heard about the most recent mishap that occurred," the girl begins.

"With Danvers? Yeah, you're helping her partner get back on her feet, that's very nice of you," she states as a fact, not as a question.

"Thank you," the girl answers with pride, she pulls out her S.A.B.E.R. tablet and shows it to Nat, "She said the last thing she remembers is Paris."

"That was like a million years ago." Natasha reacts with surprise.

"Exactly. I was hoping maybe you remember something particular that happened during or after the mission that could help me out?" Kamala asks, hesitantly.

The redhead looks at the tablet and scrolls through the mission file, "Not really, it was a very routine procedure, in and out. Do you mind?" She gestures at the device.

"No, of course, not." The girl hands it over and Natasha starts to take a closer look.

"That's weird," she says, gaining all of Kamala's attention, "she didn't go on another mission for months after Paris."

"Is that uncommon?"

"For her it was." Nat's eyes never leave the screen.

"She said you didn't know each other very well."

"I didn't know her, I knew of her, look," she points at your file, "her following mission is redacted."

"What does that mean?" Kamala asks, a little lost.

"It means that you should pay Fury a visit." She punctuates her sentence by giving the tablet back.

Kamala goes to see Fury but he’s nowhere to be found. She goes upstairs and walks into your room like it’s her own only to find you shirtless in bed, you quickly pull up the covers, "Do you not know how to knock?"

"Not often, why are you naked?" she asks, unsure she wants to hear your answer.

"I ran out of t-shirts, turns out two is not enough."

"You only have two t-shirts?" She looks around your room, baffled.

"Whatever happened to 'They’ll bring your stuff back soon'?" you call her out and it all seems to make sense to her now.

"I actually don’t know," she responds, genuinely, "let me go find out." She already knows Fury is not in the compound so she tries calling him, she considers also asking about your mission, but decides that getting you a third t-shirt is more important right now.

"What?" Fury picks up the phone, already annoyed by whatever conversation is about to happen.

"We need to get her stuff back," Kamala saves the pleasantries for another time, "she’s out of clothes and she’s just hanging around topless."

"She’s going around the compound naked?" Fury feels the need to clarify.

"More like I barged into her room unannounced, but that’s not the point, it’s been long enough, she needs her stuff."

"Why are you telling me? You know damn well Carol isn't answering me either, and I’m not about to go to her house for some hoodies and a pair of jeans." He’s having none of it.

"Well we have to do something," Kamala insists.

Fury thinks for a moment, "I can give you a small budget for you to take her shopping."

She’s taken aback, "I thought she wasn’t allowed to leave?"

"As long as you're with her and you don't lead her straight to Carol it should be fine." That’s not the solution Kamala wanted to hear, but she’s gonna try to make the best of it.

She goes back to your room, making sure to knock just this time, "Shopping?" You look at her, unamused.

"Getting your stuff back is turning out to be a bit of a challenge so we should at least get you the basics, like another shirt," she responds, sheepishly.

You reluctantly accept to go to the nearest store where you can get the most average, black, cotton t-shirts. You’re on your ride back when you decide to break the silence, "What happened to Monica?" you ask with hesitation.

Kamala isn’t prepared for the question, "She’s, uh, not here right now," she responds clumsily.

"Is she on a trip?"

"You could say that." Her tone is vague.

A million thoughts start going through your head, "Did she die?"

"Oh, no, she’s not dead!" she’s quick to clarify, "She, kinda, got stuck in another universe." Her voice turns small.

"How-? What-? When-?" Your face turns to complete confusion.

"On our last mission together she used her powers to fix a tear in space-time, she had to do it from the outside. She’s a hero," she explains with pride and respect, you try your best to process the information, "what do you remember about her?"

"Everything," it’s a big overstatement, but not in comparison to everyone else, "we worked together often, she was a close friend, she’s the most brilliant human I’ve ever met," you reminisce.

"She really is."

You wake up in the middle of the night, your eyes glued shut no matter how hard you try to open them. You hear the faint sound of a heart monitor beeping and some voices in the distance, you try to move, but you can't feel your body. You're hit with a sharp pain on the side of your neck and everything goes quiet again.

Chapter 5

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[yudrein-aile]

Kishiar la Orr, everyone's favorite demigod

Chapter 930 | 959 | 976

aka comparing Kishiar to the Sun God Counter Part 4/?

turns out the comparisons become a lot less the deeper Kishiar and Yuder's relationship is. it's like early chapters' Yuder was compensating-

[floralcyanide]

𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐀 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 • 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫

Part Three

Roman Bridger x AFAB!Reader

The day Roman first laid eyes on you, he knew he had to have you. There was something about you that he couldn’t quite put his finger on, and usually, he was good at reading people off the bat. But you were a different story. Naturally, you only opened up when necessary, not letting people in if you didn’t have a reason to. So you were guarded, and Roman didn’t like that. He wanted to worm his way into your life, no matter what it took.

If that took delving into his twisted past again in order to get to you, so be it.

AFAB - (assigned female at birth) someone who is born female but can identify with she/her or other pronouns. reader pronouns are gender neutral, so people who use any pronouns can read, but female anatomy will be used and described in this fanfiction eventually.

warnings: brief descriptions of murder, nsfw, beginning signs of obsession and yandere behavior, perhaps an innuendo at the end who knowsss...

word count: 976

author's note: I am so sorry for the wait!! I got sick this past week with something?? and had to go to the hospital and all that jazz. fun times. I also wrote this instead of working on my finals because I make good decisions, obviously. I'm sorry it's short, but the next chapter will likely be long because things might happen... hmmm.... also enjoy a look inside Roman's head in this chapter. I might do more of that if you all like it!

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this fic has been cross posted to ao3.

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ, ʀᴇᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀs ᴏɴ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ, ᴀᴏ3, ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ, ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴡᴇʙsɪᴛᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ɪɴ ᴀɪ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀs ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʀᴛɪғɪᴄɪᴀʟ ɪɴᴛᴇʟʟɪɢᴇɴᴄᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ��ᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ᴛᴏ sᴇʟʟ ғᴏʀ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.

Pretending to be an adoring fan of Cotton and getting him to relax was all too easy. Getting him to panic, though? Even easier and twice as fun. Cotton and Roman’s brief yet daunting conversation over the phone gave Roman that familiar feeling in the pit of his stomach. Slaughtering Cotton and his little blonde girlfriend was bringing back that urge- that desire to kill that had been for so long shoved away. It had taken residence in the back of Roman’s mind for years now, only to bare its teeth again at the thought of anyone harming you. 

You, Roman thought as he plunged his knife into Cotton, you are so special. I hardly know anything about you, but I know you’re everything I’ve ever wanted. I did this for you, Y/N. You thought I wouldn’t hear that he spilled coffee on you? Burned you? Then got a little too close to you? Cotton is not a good guy, Y/N. He’s not a nice guy like me. I can take care of you and love you.

Roman somewhat cringes inwardly at how obsessive he is becoming over you. But he can’t help it. He’s got mommy issues, after all. He serves Cotton one final blow that sucks the light out of his eyes quickly. Roman sits on his knees momentarily, wiping the blade clean of blood before standing back up and hurriedly leaving the apartment. 

It’s dead silent in Roman’s condo as he lays in bed later that night, staring at the ceiling blankly. His hands are resting on his chest as he focuses on his breathing, trying his best to fall asleep. But it’s been two hours with no avail. Roman’s mind begins to wander to you like always. It’s only been a month of knowing you exist, but it’s been an excellent month for Roman. Other than him realizing that killing off Cotton could mean bad things for the movie. But at this point, he only cares about his own film because you’re in it, even as an extra. However, he’s asked John Milton about a dozen times already if you could have a role, and he’s said no every time. Roman won’t give up on you, even if he has to kill someone else. Maybe he’ll go for Jennifer or Angelina since they have good roles. You deserve those roles more than they do, in Roman’s opinion. 

Eventually, Roman falls asleep, and the following day rolls around all too soon. He clambers out of bed once he realizes he’s got about 20 minutes to become presentable and get to the studio. Roman runs a wet comb through his hair before hurriedly brushing his teeth, searching his closet for a button-up in your favorite color. He figured that out quite easily, as you often wear the color. After spitting out the toothpaste and pulling the shirt on, Roman examines himself quickly before bolting out of his condo. Traffic is, of course, hellish on the way to the studio, but Roman makes it a reasonable time. He’s about 10 minutes earlier than usual, surprisingly. 

When Roman reaches his office, he starts reviewing the current script and seeing how he could sneakily revise it to fit your style and acting methods. He’s picked up on some things about you so far, such as how intensely you can become someone else, even if they’re a background character. You express emotion in such a beautiful way, too. God, Roman could eat you alive. You were perfect in his eyes. And when you walk into his office during his revision session, he swears he’s still in bed dreaming.

“Hey, uh, Roman?” you scratch the back of your neck nervously, standing in the doorway.

“Yes, Y/N?” Roman asks with a smile.

“I was wondering if there were any updates to the script for the extras. I know you’ve been rewriting things quite a lot, so,” you pause, trying not to sound too bitchy about it, “Not that it’s a bad thing, I just want to be prepared.”

Roman chuckles with a casual nod, trying to seem collected, “Everything is still the same. But I’m still trying to put bugs in some ears about you. You have a real talent, even if you don’t see it.”

You brush some hair from your eyes, “Roman, I appreciate you trying, but I’m fine with just being an extra. It’s what I’ve been doing for years, and I don’t see that changing.”

Roman shakes his head, “You won’t know until you try.”

You stare into his eyes for a moment, and his gaze lingers. 

“You know what,” Roman says, not breaking eye contact, “How about we meet for coffee later, and you can look over the main script and see what you think? I’m revising it and need some feedback. Is that okay with you?”

You bite your lip, surprised Roman would ask to see you outside work. Your stomach erupts into nervous butterflies at the thought.

“Sure, I’d love to,” you nod, “See you at the parking lot after we wrap?”

“Of course,” Roman smiles, “See you then.”

You turn to leave Roman’s office, and he unashamedly watches your ass as you exit. God, he thinks, if I could only have you for one night to show you that you don’t need anyone but me. You’d be wrapped around my finger. Begging for me every chance you had. Roman has to shake his head in order to get the image of your ass bent over for him out of his imagination. He needed to focus on work again so he could have something to show you later. 

Roman wanted to show you more than the script, though. But he needed to figure out how to get under your skin. He thinks he knows just how to do it, too. 

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Welcoming Committee - Part 11

Pairing: Captain Syverson X Reader/OFC (Drea); August Walker x OFC (Genevieve/Neve); Captain Syverson x OFC (Genevieve/Neve); August Walker x Reader/OFC (Drea)

Word count: 976

Series Summary: You and Sy have been together for three years, but you still like to mix it up. The new neighbors down the street give you a chance to do just that.

Masterlist for series warnings. Heads up: this is 18+ ONLY

Chapter Warnings: p in v and p in a straddled reverse cowgirl, impact play, oral f receiving

"Oh, Drea. Oh dear. You've come entirely too soon, love, and without any kind of permission at that."

I couldn't pay attention to anything but the ebbing wave of pleasure running through me if I wanted to. I rolled my hips against August and slumped forward, only vaguely aware of the cautioning tone in his voice as I attempted to nestle my face in the crook of his neck.

I was so caught up in my desire for more that I missed the way a hand smoothed over my ass and up to my ribs. Missed fingers drawing up my spine, snaking into the hair at the nape of my neck. It wasn't until he tugged my chest away from him that I could even begin to focus on the glint in his eye and by then it was too late to apologize.

August held my head firm, body tilted back and tits on full display so that they were right there for him when he let go of my torso and brought a firm slap down across one and then the other. And I squealed with delight as the sting sent a reminding shot of pleasure straight to my core.

Because August wasn't done and apparently neither was I. I drew my feet to the sofa to aide my leverage as I again held tight to his shoulders while I leaned back into his grip and worked my hips to meet every thrust of his.

"I'm sorry, Sir," I offered, but he's smart, this August Walker.

"I highly doubt it, but no worry. Happy to give you everything you've been wanting." Another slap and a squeeze punctuated his promise. I tilted my head back to gaze upside down at the scene across the way and discovered Sy had moved Neve into yet another scorching hot position and I wanted it. Wanted it bad. Maybe with a little adjustment.

"Please, Sir. I am sorry. I know better, I really do." I had to start the sweet talk somehow. I had to get him to give in to my needs, though I doubted it would take much convincing.

He pulled me up, breast to mouth to soothe the sting away with a lap of his tongue, a suckle of his lips. The suction pulled a line straight up from my pussy and I shuddered at the sensation.

"I can give you more, whatever you want, Sir," I purred and took another calculated risk. I reached a hand to where his rested against the swell of my tit and gently, cautiously guided him back to my ass, back to where his fingers could press against the plug. Back to where the moan he heard in his ear couldn't possibly mean anything other than what I intended it to.

"Drea. You naughty, naughty girl," he shifted me back again, azure eyes capturing my own with a smirk. "Right there, is it? That's where you want it next?"

"Please, Sir," I nodded.

"Please, sir, what?" He was still not going to let me off easy.

"Fuck my ass," I waited just short of too long. "Sir."

August eased me off his cock and I whimpered at the emptiness. He turned me around to face Neve and Sy once again, and I watched rapt while Sy thrust with a fury and stutter that could only mean he was close while Neve cried out with a wide smile on her face. A little tap on my back bent me over just enough to allow August to ease the plug out before he asked for the lube again.

He slicked me up and pulled me back, helping me settle my feet back onto the edge of the couch as he held me perched above his still-sheathed cock. Lining up, he pressed the tip in with one hand while another guided me down slowly as I reached back to wrap an arm around his neck.

Sy watched with hooded eyes, heaving to catch his breath as he caressed Neve's chest and belly, her back still leaned against him in her post-orgasmic bliss. I caught the silent "Fuck" as his top teeth scraped against his bottom lip and I blew him a kiss as August began to pump but the power was too much. I couldn't stare at and tease Sy any longer, taken as I was with the intensity of August's thrusts.

He slowed a bit, unexpectedly, reaching for the silk and satin on the couch next to him. He urged me to lift each leg from the couch so he could wrap the tie around one ankle and then the ribbon around the other. Then he pulled me wide, legs spread as far as his wingspan, and went back to work.

"Oh, fuck yes, Sir! Exactly like that!"

"Oh, I think we can do better," he chuckled and let go of one leg. He reached over my thigh to rub at my aching cunt before he began a series of small, light taps that gradually morphed into one large slap, then a press of his hand to soothe the sting before he started it all over again.

I'd closed my eyes briefly, lost in the feeling of his cock moving steadily against my ass, but they shot open at the first slap and across the way I saw Neve and Sy whispering conspiratorially with one another.

After a second round of taps ended in another slap, August slipped that hand around my chin pulling my face toward his to slide his tongue into my mouth, his lips pressed to mine. He kept me enraptured in his kiss long enough that it was a true surprise when I felt the kitten licks and suckling at my exposed center and I pulled away from August’s kiss to peer down with pleasure at Neve’s sly smile.

Part 12