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theyanderespecialist · 4 months ago

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Base Yandere Beetlejuice Headcanons: Yandere, Yandere, Yandere (Beetlejuice)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back and this is the happy Halloween special! This one is from my dad's favorite movie Beetlejuice! One I loved from back in the day! So I got this request and decided to do it as a Beetlejuice special! I hope that you enjoy this!]

(Disclaimer: Beetlejuice is not yandere in canon! This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You know who you are! You Dirty, Flaky, Biscuits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life! Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon, thank you!)

-Base Yandere Headcanons with Beetlejuice From The Original Beetlejuice Mainly-

.Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, what is there to say about Beetlejuice? He Is a charismatic, cynical, womanizing ghost.

.This does carry over into how he treats you his darling.

.First, let's get the obvious one out of the way. If you were AFAB and or Femme presenting he would Womanize the hell out of you.

.He is very charismatic as a yandere, willing to flirt his way into your pants and your bed, and on any surface that he can get ya~

He is a very flirty Yandere who is always hitting on you and pawing at you. Regardless of your gender.

.He would be very open about how he feels about you.

.He can be considered an unhinged yandere, his used car salesman vibe leaking over to his yandere side. .He is cheesy, over the top, and a bit of a scubby yandere.

.But just like he is a stinky stanky looking man he has layers.

.He is the type of yandere that when he fell for you and he realized he fell for you, he stopped flirting and sexualizing women.

.He would not disrespect you by being shameless with other people.

.His whole focus and desire end up focused on you.

.He is also not the type to lie, cheat, or scam you into anything.

.He upholds his deals and expects others to do the same.

.Once again, he is really upfront about his feelings for you.

.He loves you with all his heart and he is honest about it from day one.

.He would do his best to flirt with you and make you really love him, for him.

.He is the type of yandere that would still try and get you to make a deal with him so he can marry you.

.The man is over 600 years old as he was alive during the black plague.

.So now that he loves you like he has loved no other he is not willing to let you go.

.He may look legit slimy and perverted but he is one of the more respectful yanderes there is.

.Yeah he hits on you and might smack your butt or squeeze it.

.But when you ask for space or privacy he more so does give it to you.

.He is the type of yandere that values you and wants to respect you which is rare for a yandere to be honest.

.He is still a yandere and possessive as all heck, so he will end up haunting your house to make sure that no one gets to be a part of your life.

.And eventually starts haunting you so he can be wherever you are!

.He is a determined yandere and does not give up, not at all! You will be his spouse one day, mark his words!

.Of course, he is also very much a protective type of yandere.

.So he would keep you safe and fuck with anyone that tried to harm you.

.And if someone did hurt you, that is when his yandere side really shows and he does hurt them really bad.

.For the most part, he deals with rivals pretty much by pranking them and fucking with them.

.But when they actually try and kiss you or have sex with you, that is when he really amps it up.

.No fucking way is he going to let ANYONE touch his stunning darling in that way, you are his.

.He is one of the few yanderes that are unlikely to kill his rivals, although it could still happen if he is pushed hard enough.

.First, though he would try and make it so they left you alone.

.Trying to make deals with them to leave you alone, and if that does not work he will start to torment them.

.Doing his best to mess and fuck with them, while making their lives miserable.

.He can be a real menace to his rivals, and he can be the jealous type and is the type that he would never ever share you, with anyone.

.You are his and his alone, no one else is allowed to have you.

.How he would confess to you is a grand event of his trying to show you just how much he loves you.

.If you accept his love you can bet your sweet butt that is he going to ask you to marry him for real and for him to become your husband and you, his spouse.

.If you did not accept he would laugh it off and play it off that he was joking and not serious and that you have to stop being stiff all the time.

.Really he is hurt by your rejection and he has to think of some way to make you his and his alone. So he would do just that.

.Make it so you have to make a deal with him and that he can have your hand in marriage!

.He is the type of man who knows it is a low move, but he is a yandere and he loves you and cannot live without you.

.So he makes sure that there is no way you can say no and that way you will be forced to be his spouse.

.All in all, Beetlejuice is one of the better yanderes out there, and I fully support this message on that!

.Here are a few bonus things, your house would be bug-free because he eats them all for you.

.He would use really old and outdated and unpopular pet names for you, so much so that you become used to the strange pet names that he calls you.

.He is also a very caring and supportive yandere that he would want you to live your dreams and would support you in all the ways he can.

.And last bonus one, if you were married or dating someone before you met him, he would do everything in his power to break up your relationship.

.Sorry his lovely darling but he is not going to let you being with someone before him get in the way of yours and his happily ever after!

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSss, another chapter is done! I hope you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins! And HAPPY HALLOWEEN!]

#yandere #yandere beetlejuice #yandere headcanons #headcanon #beetlejuice #beetlejuice x reader #reader #gender neutral reader #beetlejuice x you #happy halloween #halloween special #halloween 2024 #halloween

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juice-plums · 22 days ago

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I have one question do you think you can make a fanfic of tpof fox x mc smut please and also your fan fix are amazing and keep up the good work

Mr.Vain

Fox x !Party Woman! reader

Warnings: Drinking, Seduction, Sexual Dancing, Rough Sex, Private Room Sex, Knotted Cock, Intoxication,Cocaine Mention!!, I sure can, this one is for you anon and all my other Fox enjoyers, I’m getting everyone in Tpof!, enjoy!!

The nightclub was bumping, He was there in his private room making deals and offers with shady people, of course other women were there trying to impress him with their sexuality, but he focused on getting his deals in check, only worried about that cash, the club dark with multiple flashes of colorful lights to set off this vibes, everyone doing cocaine and drinking their minds out, he groans lowly this party was so boring, he needed some excitement, course he grabbed the closest woman to him and started to make out with her just make this experience fun

You were there with your friends, drinking of course, in a short, gold dress, moving your hips sexually as the music began to bump, your friends moving along with you, the drinks really letting you loose, you were absolutely flawless and you absolutely knew it, the confidence you had was absolutely sexy, then one of your gal friends warmly whisper in her ear

“Look at the handsome stud over in his Vip area”

She says in your ear, You look into the Vip section and saw a man bored-ly making out with the woman, You snickered softly, he was quite the looker and you were lowkey staring, you cheeky giggle and turn to waiter, you ordered a round of shots for Fox and your waiter obliged walking the shots to Fox as he makes out with the woman

“Who?”

Fox asks, turning his head to your waiter ceasing the make out as your waiter passed the round of shots to him, your waiter softly smiles

“Reader, Last name”

Your waiter responded, pointing to you, Fox followed the waiter’s point as you sexually moved your hips to the music, he really locked in and stared, holy fuck this sexy ass lady just ordered a round of shots for him, you definitely had his attention now, His colleagues Rhino and Kangaroo looked at you as well, Fox was stunned at least, you showed genuine interest in him, You partying like there was no tomorrow, drinking and laughing with my friends

Fox got up and prowled to you and your friends, making his presence known he was well respected, you sat in the lounge sofa as he walked to you, liking that your kind gesture had sparked an interest in him, your leg sexily over your thigh as you flirty eyed him, he grinned softly and a bit darkly

“If I didn’t know any better I’d say you’re flirting with me”

He says, his voice was like silk, giving you goosebumps, you flirty smile, downing a shot, your ample bosom jiggles as you giggle softly

“What if I am?, I hope I didn’t scare you”

You warmly reply, he chuckled, he was in a rich, looking tux you smelt his cologne that fogged up your mind softly, Fox definitely like this confident woman now, she knew exactly what she likes and that made his cock stir slightly in his pants, he grins and ordered twice more shots rounds for you and your friends, he took a seat next to you and you guys began to hit if off smoothly

His hand on your thigh, you took another shot, your cheeks softly flushed, you and Fox were getting cozy together just like that

“Wait, what do you do for a living?”

You ask politely, he tensed up softly, Fuck he couldn’t tell you he killed people for a living on the dark web OH FUCK NO, he cleared his throat, thinking of a professional lie, his hand on your thigh softly squeezed your squishy thigh

“I own this business, people work for me, it was basically passed down to me after the last guy,…Died, me and him were real good friends”

He responded with a good lie, your eyes lit up, oh a businessman, you liked that very much and he could tell and took a soft breath of relief, thankful you took the lie, You giggle

“a businessman huh?, Guess I’m gonna not hear from you after this”

You flirty respond, his eyes lit up with flirtation, he liked how you blatantly flirted with him, not afraid to show your attraction, he chuckled softly and his hand rubbed your thigh flirty, he squeezed up to you closer his warm breath against your ear

“don’t say that,…I quite like you and you’ll be seeing me a lot after this moment”

He responded with the same flirtatious tone and smile, Mr. Vain started to play as you turn your head to him, capturing his lips for a passionate kiss, he eagerly accepted, softly moaning, you, him and your friends went to the dance floor, all dancing, You and Fox were getting down and dirty your back against his chest his hands roaming all over your body, you softly moan, flirty smiling, giggling, your plush rump against his crotch, secretly he was in heaven

Fox managed to seduce you to join him for his private room, you accepted as you followed him, your hand in his, hearing a ton of other people getting freaky in their own private rooms, your stomach pooling with heat, then he seductively held you in the comfy, plush bed, passionately kissing your lips, your lips kissing him back, he seductively unzipped his your dress, devouring your neck in the process, you moan, throwing your head back, your eyes narrow in lust as he carelessly tossed your dress to the floor

He seductively laid down on the bed, his 8inch knotted cock was bulging and throbbing, You seductively straddle him and turned, reverse cowgirl on him, where he had a full view of your plush rump, you worked his cock into your pussy, he grunted in surprise, he grabs your plushy ass, you flirty smile and began to ride his cock without shame, the bed creaking and his legs flinging up softly

“Oh fuck, Oh fuck”

He gritted through teeth as he watched your big rump jump up and down his cock, he was in heaven again his claws digging into your rump, you were moaning so sexily

“Oh fuck, your cock it feels so good, ruin my fucking insides”

You seductively babble, the lower half of his torso getting all sticky and creamy, he bit his lower lip hard and his eyes roll to the back of his head in ecstasy as you continue to ride him without shame

“you better fucking believe you’re gonna be leaking with my cum for the next few days, I. promise. you. that”

He spanked your ass hard making you gasp and moan, riding his cock faster, you clamped your pussy, with an ounce of strength he flipped you over now in the doggy style position, and you arched your spine delicious and he rutted into your pussy hitting all your spots, you shoved your face into the pillow to conceal your loud moans, he spanked your ass rougher and meaner

“God, such a good fucking slut for my cock, gonna stuff you full like this every time I fucking see you”

He possessively whisper, spanking your ass more, red hand prints on your perfect rump, the bed whining and groaning hitting against the wall harshly, then he felt a coil in his stomach, making him plunge his cock deeper and deeper, his knot throbbing, threatening to lock you both together, your face shoved into the pillow

“shhiit, cum in my fucking pussy, don’t stop, don’t stoooop”

You muffled babble and he thrusted deeply, his knot expanded to his fullest size, widening your pussy as well, making you blissfully, muffle scream into the pillow, his knot lodged firmly into your pussy, your pussy creams in delight, your legs tremble as he collapses on your back, holy fuck that pussy was too good for him, he thrusted deeper ensuring his knot was snugly into your fluttering walls, he bit your shoulder to mark you as his, you softly whine in exhaustion, his knot locked tightly…

Fox was utterly obsessed with you, he’d do absolutely anything for you, you became his lady, his lover, he successfully hid who he actually was from you and you were in love with your hard working Fox, You two now attending the club together and hand in hand, caring and loving for each other, he’d rather die than actually tell you what he does, he couldn’t risk it, you were the light in his dark world

#smut #lemon #tpof #tpof fox #fox tpof #ren hana #tpof fox smut #fox tpof smut #the price of flesh #the price of flesh fox #fox the price of flesh #ren tpof #tpof smut

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mangopit · 12 days ago

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pop music is in such a good spot rn my god. i love that the chart-topping, culture-defining, most viral pop musicians of today are irreverent, smart women who make music they're truly passionate about.

billie eilish coming onto the scene as a teenager with her somber songwriting, so potent and raw for young listeners going through heartache and everyday stressors. she wears her baggy clothing so people can't sexualize a young girl. and now she's grown along with her music and she balances the light and the dark so beautifully, sings of a life grown out of but never quite free of pain. and when she speaks about her music, you can tell how thought-out each little decision is.

charli xcx proving to the world that there's value in being messy and crude and individualistic. that cool/confident isn't a brand or a look but an attitude. baking a world of meaning and emotion behind dance party anthems. an album that demonstrates the reclaimed power in letting loose, in finding beauty in what you can, in finding the nuance in a world that seems so strictly bleak.

chappell roan approaching her music with such joy and inclusivity. but everything she's done in public is laced with the intention of being a beacon for others; of being a voice for the voiceless; of proving the power in empathy and sticking to one's morals. you cannot separate her music from who she is and what she believes in; she will not allow you. she's strong and inspiring and there’s a reason why she's earned the respect of those who have been in the industry for much longer.

sabrina carpenter is pop music's "it girl" but there is nothing she does or says that she herself hasn't wholly chosen to do/say. she is flirty and feminine and sexy AND she is witty and aware and completely in control. no buts. she sings about one man at a time. she entertains whoever happens to be looking. her performance is never a plea; she knows she's already got you. it's specific and brilliant.

honestly i don't even listen to these women much at all but the future of pop feels so safe in their hands. people like to shit on celebrities but pop musicians ESPECIALLY female pop musicians have always felt like such champions of diversity, inclusivity, female empowerment, sexual empowerment, mental health advocacy, etc etc... born this way, who run the world, etc etc... people tend to forget how meaningful it is to hear a song and enjoy it and realize that the artist behind it sees you, knows exactly what you're going through now, and is singing it back to you. women are doing that, and they're doing it really fucking well, right as we speak. TRULY what a time to be alive. thank god for pop music.

#woohoojazelyn thoughts #long post

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jedimasterbailey · 1 year ago

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I COME WITH KENDULI ASKS.

5, 6, 10, 12, 20, 21, 31, 35, and 40!

5- What do the Clones think of their relationship?

I feel like Gree along with the rest of the Green squadron would be all for it and would actually cover for them and stand guard if needed because they love and respect their General so much and love to see her happy so they’re equally happy to help 💚 On the flip side, they’re also having to console Barriss whenever she suspects Luminara is sneaking around 🤣 As for Cody, I feel he would be more annoyed by it because he’s a business man and Obi-Wan just disappearing suddenly to take a call or banging would annoy him however Cody still respects Obi-Wan enough to not make a fuss of it. So long as their romance doesn’t interfere too much, Cody will just let it slide.

6- What do Anakin and Barriss think of their relationship?

Anakin wouldn’t care so much and would probably feel more relief and confidence with his own secret marriage knowing his Master is out there actively getting laid with a woman he respects. He would support their relationship not unlike any other younger brother, however with Barriss it’s a completely different story as this is her MOTHER! Barriss would be so weary of Obi-Wan in that she doesn’t want her Master’s heart getting possibly broken yet she would also be shocked and possibly confused as to how Luminara and Obi-Wan could fall in love despite being dedicated Jedi. Barriss would just have all the feelings about it and having spotted them in situations she’d rather not see them in, it doesn’t make it easier on her 😅 She’s deep down happy for her Master’s happiness, Barriss just wouldn’t be caught dead admitting that.

10- What is something about Obi-Wan that drives Luminara crazy?

The fact that Obi-Wan is such a sexy, suave guy that women, specifically Ventress, feel comfortable enough being flirty with him and Luminara DOES NOT like it one bit. Her blood boils at the thought of that scheming scum tossing her skirt and being suggestive with Obi-Wan and she wants nothing more than to fist fight her 😂 Luminara isn’t a jealous woman per se, it just drives her nuts that other women just feel that comfortable to flaunt themselves onto him despite being with him.

12-Have they ever been caught in a compromising position by either their Padawans, Clones, and/or fellow Jedi?

Yes, many, many times by either Barriss (who just walks in at the wrong time or wakes up sooner than expected), Anakin (who doesn’t believe in knocking), their Clones (who walk down or into the wrong place at the wrong time), or other Jedi like Quinlan (who just gives them a thumbs up before Luminara starts throwing things at him to leave) and even Yoda (who thought the Jedi Council room was empty and quickly leaves laughing making a comment to Obi-Wan in how he’s not supposed “to use his Council chair for such purposes”). You’d think they’d learn their lesson after a while but they never do because the heart wants what it wants when it wants it.

20-Have they ever “done it” in somewhere other than the bedroom?

Also yes, when these two are together, no where is really safe. They’ve done it in the Jedi Council room where Luminara loves to straddle Obi-Wan in his seat, the Archives after hours much to Barriss’s destain, in the medicinal facility while waiting for Ahsoka and Barriss to heal up post Brain Invaders, numerous places on their respective ships, the tent they shared on their Anison mission as described in “The Approaching Storm”, the Jedi Temple gardens, and anywhere they can find shelter whenever they’re off-world. I headcanon them to be like Gomez and Morticia Addams, they love to bang because they’re so obsessed with each other.

21-Any kinks?

YES! Obi-Wan likes to see Luminara bound or strung up like how she was in “Legacy of Terror” and enjoys playing the role of being his knight in shining armor to which Luminara is all for, especially if she’s blindfolded too because suspense. As for Luminara…she likes to be a dominatrix which Obi-Wan finds incredibly hot because being commanded by Luminara is a weakness and she’s so good at it plus she can whip his ass after pulling stupid stunts like how he almost had a mind controlling parasite enter her nose when he was supposed to be saving her.

31-Whose “big spoon” and whose “little spoon”?

Obi-Wan is definitely big spoon because he is very protective of Luminara and well…boobies whilst Luminara enjoys being little spoon feeling like the Queen she is.

35-Whose the “early bird” and whose the “night owl”?

Obi-Wan is the early bird who knows damn well to not disturb Luminara’s sleep as Mirialan women DO NOT LIKE IT WHEN YOU DISTURB THEIR SLEEP. This makes Luminara the night owl and loves to tease Obi-Wan whenever he falls asleep during a late night movie. Obi-Wan enjoys early mornings for the sake of peaceful meditation and quiet before Anakin could ruin his day whilst Luminara finds comfort in the night staying up late to read or help Barriss with her studies (who is also a night owl), but most of the time it’s usually the time Luminara and Barriss can just relax and hang out.

40-Share your favorite Kenduli art (credit the artist).

Well this is easy considering Kenduli art narrows down to just a few pieces (though I hope to see more) but I’d have to go with the first Kenduli piece I ever saw done by the very person who sucked me into this ship @rancidjuno ! It’s just such a simple but sweet sketch of them and I just adore it for it’s simplicity.

Original Kenduli Ask Game Questions

#kenduli ask game #kenduli #obinara #obi wan kenobi #luminara unduli #barriss offee #anakin skywalker #star wars ask game #star wars #the clone wars

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readjthompson · 5 months ago

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Well, since my novelette Cancel Toby Chalmers! (copyright me, now) has been sitting around, completed, for nearly 16 months, I’ve decided to share it for free, until it’s later released as part of a Toby Chalmers collection.

Here’s Chapter 6.

Chapter 6

Awakening in his bed, fully dressed, yet again, Toby Chalmers groaned and vowed to cut down on his drinking. He made that vow often in the a.m., though it always evaporated hours later. Days encompassed too many hours. The tedium of modern existence demanded a tonic to fuzz his thoughts and make him grin.

His kidneys ached most mightily. He was lying on his cellphone, he realized. Retrieving it, he discovered that its battery had died. I must’ve started an ASMR playlist and passed out while watching it, he thought.

After plugging the phone into its charger, he set off for his bathroom, for the usual morning routine.

* * *

Damn, that hits the spot, Toby thought to himself, polishing off the last of his breakfast burrito—leftover steak sliced into morsels, plus eggs and mozzarella cheese, enwrapped in a flour tortilla. He’d been making himself breakfast burritos nearly every day lately. Beef, chicken, bacon, potatoes, bell peppers—their contents might’ve varied, but the satisfaction they provided remained constant. He liked to wash them down with the same customized beverage: half chocolate oat milk, half organic cow milk, stirred until perfectly blended.

He'd worked out already. Time to brush his teeth. Then, to keep himself occupied for a while, he’d return to the story he was writing.

Why bother? he wondered. After all, he hardly needed the scant income that his efforts earned him. With Toby’s austere lifestyle, the trust fund he’d drained years prior would last him until death. Moreover, the days where he’d felt a pressing need to contribute to the artform he so cherished were long gone. He didn’t even write horror anymore, just puerile, perverted bizarro fiction that he could barely stand to put his name to. That was the only writing he could sell.

Well, at least I have fans, he’d told himself until recently. Eventually, my horror stuff’ll catch on and I can craft stories that I’m proud of again. But was that even the case? In his early days as an aspiring horror author, when it seemed as if he’d jump out of his own flesh if he didn’t churn out prose and sleep came irregularly and far too meagerly, he’d been inundated with ideas—morning, noon and night. He’d jotted notes down onto every paper scrap available or texted them to himself when out on the town. He’d felt as if he was but a channel for greatness to flow through, as if he’d embraced a higher calling and would soon be banging celebrities. He'd worked on four separate narratives daily, shifting perspectives with ease, researching on the fly. Now, he could hardly stand to craft a single novella, only wrote because he couldn’t think of anything better to do.

Truthfully, he didn’t even like the scant fans that he did have. Most were middle-aged Caucasian men who seemed far too interested in fucking him. They sent him flirty direct messages, even after he assured them that he’s straight. A few had even sent cock photos and ended up being blocked. One proposed marriage. Another rolled a paperback copy of The Indelible Adventures of Sergeant Thundershorts into a tube and deepthroated it. Toby had met plenty of cool homosexuals back when he’d had more of a social life, who’d sold him great MDMA, respected his sexual boundaries, and even introduced him to pretty women, but a significant percentage of his readers now seemed quite rape-hungry.

Oh well, better get to work, he thought.

* * *

Later, resting his hands, Toby read back what he’d written: “‘Keep perfectly still,’ the man said to his wife, as he stuffed her vagina with grass ’til it overflowed. ‘Once our sexy little sheep slut is eating you out with much gusto, I’ll take her from behind, rough and fast. It’ll be our first threesome. You’ll love it, I say. No, don’t look at me like that. This is all for you, baby.’”

I can’t finish writing this, can I? Toby thought. I always assured myself that I’d never write about bestiality, yet I’m just a page or two away from doing just that. That was the line I’d never cross, I’d assumed. What’s the fuck’s wrong with me?

I’m going crazy in here, cooped up all by myself. What if writing about sheep sex turns me on? I should go out to dinner somewhere, maybe flirt with a waitress. I’ll write my phone number on the check and tip exorbitantly…see if I hear back from her. Oh, that reminds me, I left my phone charging.

Retrieving his now fully-charged celly from his bedroom, he thought, Wow, I haven’t gone on social media once today. That’s gotta be some kind of record for me.

And of course, having mentally invoked social media’s specter, Toby found himself with no choice but to activate an app. Whoa, what the hell? he thought, inundated by notifications. 2,842 replies. 584 quote reposts. Most of the time, I’m lucky to have a few notifications. What did I post again, anyway?

IPA fog had swallowed all recollection of the previous night’s writing. Vaguely, he recalled the disgust he’d felt upon seeing black-on-black police brutality on TV, and how he’d decided to address it. I must’ve achieved some real drunken eloquence, he thought, just like Ernest Hemingway. Good for me.

Then he started reading the replies.

“Kill yourself, you racist pig fucker!” wrote 2Woke2Die.

“Whitey gon’ white,” wrote YUGumpin.

“Get right with Jesus!” wrote getrightwithJESUS.

PatriotiCali wrote, “Finally, somebody understands that niggers should only be allowed out at night. You’re my hero, Toby Chalmers!”

Oh my fuckin’ God, thought Toby. No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no! Did I accidentally write something racist? Please tell me I didn’t.

His dinner plans now forgotten, he checked out a few quote reposts.

“Look at this bitch ass Toby Chalmers, outin’ himself as a racist,” wrote SWOLLHYPHY.

“Cancel and cancel again for good measure!” wrote QuitStaringAtMyTits.

“More trash writing from a trash writer,” wrote 66picklesandchange.

Toby could put it off no longer. Guess I’d better bite the bullet, he thought. I’ll see what’s gotten everyone so worked up and attempt to explain myself. I didn’t go full edgelord last night, did I? He found his post and thought, Holy shit, it’s a long one. With an extended sigh, he began reading:

Race memory has long ascribed a stigma to darkness. Indeed, from the dawn of humanity, nighttime has provided predators with cover to skulk, stalk, and assault, then disappear back into gloom. Hazards unknown in the day manifest to purloin, rape, and murder. Sometimes those hazards arise in one’s own psyche.

By and large, as a species, we prefer to see our surroundings, to read faces and postures to discern dark intentions. We prefer the warmth of the sun to the moon’s cold indifference. Candles, lightbulbs, flashlights, phones, computers, and TV screens keep darkness at bay. When in total tenebrosity, we strive to sleep, to regain vibrancy in our dreams.

Our distaste for the darkness has even shaped our language. White magic will heal you. Black magic will hurt. A white knight will help you. A black knight will harm. Blackouts hide drunken misdeeds from your memory. You blacklist, blackball, and blackguard those you want excluded, and blackmail those whose money you covet. If you’re believed to be truly evil, some will label you a blackheart. But what of those individuals of African descent known as blacks?

Is it so much of a stretch to assume that humanity’s collective unconscious, which has long associated blackness with wrongdoing, has prejudiced each and every human, blacks included, against people of African descent? Look at the arrest statistics. Look at the black-on-black violence statistics. Look at the slave trade that shaped the United States as we know it: Africans selling other Africans to Caucasians, to treat as beasts of burden. The reasonably intelligent transcend their innate bigotry and give blacks a chance to prove themselves great, but many people are dumber than shit.

Spade, darky, spook, shadow skin, and tar baby—just a handful of the racial epithets crafted to call attention to their skin coloring. Stereotypes about blacks abound even now, perpetrated by the media and black celebrities all too happy to portray themselves as drug dealing criminals for paychecks. Do those rappers and actors feel ashamed, knowing that their actions continue to negatively shape society’s assumptions, leading to more violence and deaths? Or are they blinded by millions of dollar signs?

It's time for humanity to finally embrace the darkness, to cherish the shadows with just as much gusto as we cherish the light. It’s time to stop focusing on black crime and see their race as it truly is, multifaceted and fascinating, just like all of the others are. I don’t want to see another black man begging policemen for mercy as they stomp the life out of him.

Limit horror to horror fiction, now and always.

Toby closed his eyes for a second, as if that could erase his past actions. What the fuck was I thinking? he thought. Suggesting that even blacks are secretly prejudiced against blacks…I mean, Drunk Me could be right, but holy fuck.

He checked on his follower count. Just under 10,000 the last time that he’d looked, it was now less than half that, and still plummeting. He was following less people now, too, indicating that hundreds of those unfollowers had blocked him for good measure.

He had gained a few dozen new followers, though, most of whom used Donald Trump as their avatars. Caucasian incels, the lot of ’em, Toby assumed, shaking his head. Should I block them or ignore them? Are they gonna purchase my books or attempt to recruit me for the Ku Klux Klan?

He checked a few more of his replies. “By ignoring the plight of the trans community, this post is advocating for violence against it,” wrote GenderOmega.

“Cisgender, straight, white men aren’t allowed to talk about race. We must take notes and nod when others tell us what to think, for the good of humanity,” wrote TheTrillestYT.

“Non-Caucasians can’t be racist. Racism belongs only to the devil race, our oppressors,” wrote HorrorHunkSteve.

Should I post a phony apology, see if that appeases these assholes? Toby wondered. Can I blame it all on the beer, maybe donate to a black charity, and be forgiven? Oh, what am I thinking? Most of these morbidly obese shut-ins have never sipped alcohol in their lives. They’re still cuddling up to their mothers, attempting to suck milk from their withered tits. If I so much as imply contrition, they’ll attack me all the harder.

Toby had seen it happen before. Two months prior, horror hack Oswald Mortenson had joked that a world without straight, cisgender, white, male authors was worse than a world without books and begged for forgiveness when the vox populi turned against him. He’d never been heard from again. Even his children disappeared from social media. Then, when Beauregard Liddell, owner of Burning Ladle Books, posted, “I’m sorry, but whites are the best horror writers,” then attempted to pass it off as a week-early April Fools’ Day prank, the publisher’s every author demanded that he cancel their contracts, and he’d retired in shame.

Damn, Toby thought, these whinging crybabies are probably leaving my books phony reviews now, to drive down their average Amazon and Goodreads ratings. He visited his Amazon Author Page and his mouth fell open in shock. There was only one title left: his self-published short fiction collection, Mementoes of Madness.

Fleshless Fingers, his every bizarro title, and every magazine issue and anthology that he’d contributed fiction to were gone. Revisiting social media, he found that all of their publishers had blocked him. Logging out of his account, so as to view theirs, he found that each had posted a press release decrying Toby’s racism, and vowing that he’d never work in the small press scene again. Those posts had gotten more likes and reposts than all of those publishers’ previous posts added together had.

On Goodreads, he found all of his best reviews and ratings absent, and his friends and followers lists drastically depleted. Is this how it all ends? he wondered. All these years of polishing my prose and working to gain a fanbase erased because I posted a single controversial theory? That doesn’t seem fair in the slightest.

He thought about it for a while. While his initial instinct was to crawl into a bottle of hard liquor, then score maximal quantities of whatever hard drugs he could get his hands on, that was quickly eclipsed by a blazing, crimson rage. No fuckin’ way, he thought. These weeping vaginas aren’t gonna make me a junkie. They’re not erasing my prose as if it never existed. I’ll self-publish all of my out-of-print stuff, then start writing horror again. I’ll search out freethinking readers and be more popular than ever.

If only it were that easy.

#jeremy thompson #horror #horror fiction #indie author #am writing #indie #horror stories #horror reads #novelette #free novelette #free story #scary story #scary stories #cancel toby chalmers #cancel culture

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nattinatalia · 2 years ago

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Jack Harlow x Reader Instagram AU

g_eazy added to their story

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enews Battle of the rappers : G Eazy has no shame in shooting his shot at married women. He’s been seen leaving rather flirty comments under Y/N pictures, even going as far as posting her on his stories and mentioning her kids, knowing she’s married to none other than Rapper Jack Harlow, who he’s done a song with in the past. E News ran into G, and asked him all about this and he had a few words to say about the topic “We met a few years back in Miami, her manager is friends with mine, we were just talking all night, we laughed. I didn’t know she was married and with kids, or that she was married to Jack. It’s just a little crush nothing harmless. But I mean, if he ever screws up, I’ll be first in line” he jokes. What do you think about this?, let us know down in the comments.

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user I don’t blame him because same

user the disrespect man

user JACK BEAT HIS ASS

user Damn she made him feel some type of way

druski2funnny 💀 He’s asking for it

yourusername Damn where y’all get my picture from? I haven’t even posted it myself, shit I look good in that green wig 💚 😝

yourbestiename 👀 🍿

urbanwyatt 🤦🏼‍♂️

yourusername IM NOT A HOMIE HOPPER 💅🏼

yourusername He’s posting my kids?

user no he just said he’s ok with being a step dad to them 😬

yourusername He’s not step daddy material, he wouldn’t be able to handle me or my kids. He needs to take a step back before I handle the situation.

user Um where is Jack, you know your husband, have him handle the “situation”

yourusername My man is busy doing sold out shows and preparing to host SNL, he doesn’t need to waste his time on this nonsense

g_eazy You sure he’s your man? Out here flirting with anything that moves

yourusername 💀 You have no room to talk, you date and try to slide in everyone’s dms, your ass ain’t loyal, you lost a damn good woman, and for what? LMAAO, don’t come for my man, my relationship, or my children. I’m being nice, don’t fucking test me.

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yourusername I apologize for making you feel special over a 10 minute conversation.

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jackharlow 😍😍 my wife

yourusername All yours papi 😘

jackharlow Ya hear that little dudes?? She’s all mine

yourusername LMAAO who are you arguing with? No one is even saying anything.

jackharlow Just wait….

yourbestiename beba 😛

g_eazy 🫦

yourbestiename I- 👩🏻‍🦯

g_eazy I’m not even doing anything wrong 😑

yourbestiename Na you know what you’re doing Gerald

g_eazy Admiring that’s all

jackharlow 🤨

urbanwyatt 🤦🏼‍♂️ dude asked for Jack to be on a track two years ago and now he’s under his wife’s pictures acting a fool being flirty

yourusername I’m married and with kids, please as if I would leave my man for him.

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jackharlow Sold out shows, a sexy loving wife, amazing kids, I’m living the life you dreamed off, that’s all I have to say.

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yourusername 🤭🤭🤭

urbanwyatt SAAAY THAT SHIT!!!!!

nemoachida Bro said kill ‘em with kindness

yourusername Honestly, all he has to say is his music and it’s done over with. My man is living the life this joker wanted.

yourbestiename YUPPPP YESS TO ALL OF THAT. TALK YOUR SHIT JACKMAN

jackharlow You’re wild, I’ll leave that to you.

urbanwyatt noooo pls don’t! Stay out of it.

g_eazy I didn’t know having a little harmless crush on someone could be so wrong

claybornharlow Little crush? Dude you’re obsessed, is sickening. Leave my family alone.

g_eazy Kid I’ll lay your ass out mind your business let the grown ups talk

urbanwyatt This fucker is out of his mind

jackharlow I’ve been respectful, even when you came at me, involved my wife and my kids, now you’re coming at my little brother?

yourusername 🤦🏻‍♀️ Can we not do this anymore? He’s just asking for a reaction. We can all agree he’s stepped over the line, he’s not coming anywhere near me or my kids, I’m not interested and never will. Yes, he should watch his mouth and stop being a dumb ass. Stop giving this loser the attention he desperately wants. Our family is good 😊

yourbestiename 👏🏼 👏🏼 👏🏼

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yourusername The Harlow’s 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 this is everything I dreamed of and more.

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jackharlow ❤️ us against the world. I love you baby.

yourusername Ilyyyy 😘🫶🏻

claybornharlow 🥺❤️

urbanwyatt Fam <3

yourbestiename The best family 🥺❤️❤️

ynharlowupdates & G swears he has a chance with you 💀

yourusername 🙄 Not even in his dreams.

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#jack harlow #instagram au #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow x yn #jack harlow x y/n

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etherealdiva · 2 years ago

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Astro Observations Part 6

💛The zodiac sign in your 9th house I feel indicates the type of teacher you like to learn from

I have Aries in the 9th and I’ve noticed people I learn from are younger than me Hahah. It’s just their perception is so refreshing and different. I believe there are old souls in young bodies. Just because you’re older doesn’t mean you know everything. I love learning from older people too but I’ve noticed I talk to the young crowd most.

💛The zodiac sign in your 8th I feel is the person you resonate with in regards to the occult (astrologer or tarot reader) my fav tarot readers on YT for example are Pisces. I believe I read that from another observation (I can’t remember who so I’m so sorry I can’t credit 😭 but not my original observation) but it’s true for me!

💛The zodiac sign your Venus or Mars is transiting in I feel indicates the type of man/woman you meet at that time and where. Now typically although Mars rules men and Venus women then but I feel since Venus represents love & relationships then I think that Might be more accurate!

Example: when I met a guy I dated who impacted me greatly Mars was in Sagittarius but Venus was in Capricorn in my 6th. What does Capricorn represent? Older male, authority figure, work and the man I was dating…he’s older, has his own company, and he’s an Aquarius which is traditionally ruled by Saturn who also rules Capricorn. But if we go by the energy/dynamic of mars with it being in Sagittarius and transiting my 5th house then I don’t think it would’ve lasted if it got serious. Also other guys who were going after me were younger and careless and wanted something short term. ✨Second example: I met another guy who impacted me greatly and Venus was in Aquarius in the 7th and Mars was in Taurus in the 10th. Aquarius represents the internet, unconventional, individuality and he’s an Aquarius rising and we met online. I don’t think I was talking to anyone else.

These are my personal interpretations and based on experience & observations!

⭐️Venus/Mars in Aries/1st: someone younger, confident, passionate, flirty, might want something short term, probably at the gym , outside or at a sports event

⭐️Venus/Mars in Taurus/2nd: someone all around stable, respectful, takes things slow, knows the best places to dine, romantic, at the bank, works in the arts, culinary, or finance

⭐️Venus/Mars in Gemini/3rd: at school, through your siblings/cousins, while on a short getaway trip, someone either younger or they have a youthful aura, someone talkative and flirty.

⭐️Venus/ Mars in Cancer/4th: at your home area, through your family (mom), at the beach or anywhere near water, someone nurturing, probably can cook, at a real estate opening (open house), someone romantic

⭐️Venus/Mars in Leo/5th: someone fun, confident, a performer, at a concert, romantic, at the park or maybe day care center (if you have kids)

⭐️Venus/Mars in Virgo/6th: at your work, at the gym, at the vet, someone reserved, polite, analytical, someone fit, will take their sweet time with you

⭐️Venus/Mars in Libra/7th: at a spa, museum, jury duty or a legal office, through your partnerships, someone flirty, someone romantic, charming, diplomatic, makes you feel 🥰 could ghost you also if your intentions & feelings aren’t reciprocated

⭐️Venus/Mars in Scorpio/8th: through a hookup/one night stand, through therapy, through an esoteric occult meet up, someone mysterious, sexy, alluring, private, dark and twisted (in a sexy way! Haha)

⭐️Venus/Mars in Sagittarius/9th: in another country, a foreign event, university, church, a spiritual retreat, a motivational speaker event, they could be your teacher, a life coach, they’re inspiring, fun, adventurous, might wanna keep it casual

⭐️Venus/ Mars in Capricorn/10th: at your work, public event, through your coworkers, they could be your boss, someone older, mature, wealthy, ambitious, but will also take it slow

⭐️Venus/ Mars in Aquarius/11th: on the internet, dating app, through your friends, through volunteering, through a tech event, someone different, intelligent, a nerd, independent and wants their space and spend time with you as friends; might ghost you or friend zone you

⭐️Venus/ Mars in Pisces/12th: someone spiritual, at a spiritual retreat, esoteric or occult meetup, near the water, someone mysterious, compassionate, someone who’ll put you on a pedestal, troubled past, a healer, someone who’ll make you feel like it’s a beautiful fantasy, could also disappear when they wake up to reality

I could be wrong, this is an observation but please let me know!

Love her page! 👇🏽

“𝖢𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖶𝖤𝖡𝖡 𝖠𝖲𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖮𝖨𝖣 𝖯𝖤𝖱𝖲𝖮𝖭𝖠 𝖢𝖧𝖠𝖱𝖳 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 @factsrological”

My followers on my Instagram are mainly international (from Turkey & Italy)

I have a Sagittarius ascendant in the 1st in my webb persona so I’m assuming they see me as a foreigner as well as motivating and passionate which is true. In my natal Venus is in Aquarius so it’s all online and in my 7th so I have a relationship with my followers because I interact and engage with them.

This is honestly my interpretation for my own chart. Let me know yours if you check!

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Can i ask....uh....you rlly want 2 fuck Quark?? Like i respect the dedication here but. What is the appeal? No offense 2 ur man

yes, i legitimately do want to fuck him and even made a whole discord server like 2 years ago for other ppl who wanna fuck him lmao (but i've been into him for like. at least 4 years now) and i dunno if you're asking as someone who has or hasn't watched DS9, but he's one of those characters you kinda have to see in action and really get to know in order to really understand his appeal, pictures and gifs alone just don't really do him justice he starts off as the sleazy perverted little shitty bastard character (and never stops being that) but you get to see pretty quickly that he's actually not so bad of a guy and that he really cares about the ppl close to him despite his general selfishness. he's flirty, he’s fun, he's funny, he's ridiculously charismatic, extremely dramatic, he has the best and most varied wardrobe in the whole show, he wears eyeshadow, he’s bisexual, and he’s a pathetic little guy who starts cowering and screaming at the first sign of trouble lmao (but he can be pretty brave when it really counts) but tbh a huge part of what really makes him sexy to ppl is the way he carries himself. his body language, his expressions, the way he speaks, etc., he’s extremely expressive. he’s got swag. and on top of all that, he literally does get laid like. all the time. so you know he’s experienced and that he’s legitimately desirable to others in canon. not only that, but he’s got a very obvious thing for dominant women (and as a bisexual man myself, i'm with him on that lmao), he’s been confirmed by one of the writers to be a bottom (no joke he literally said this. but like. as if it wasn’t already obvious y’know), and he’s even alluded to being into getting tied up on more than one occasion, among other things. he’s kind of unnecessarily open about his kinks, which is fine by me personally 🤷‍♀️ he’s a VERY horny character. he’s literally meant to be sexy whether or not someone personally finds him attractive. they decided to make the wrinkly little big-eared freak the sluttiest character in the show and possibly in the entirety of star trek and to that i say hell yeah man, why not but anyway, another thing i wanna add (and trust me this is still relevant and not just because i love quodo) is that his 10+ years long weird homoerotic rivalry with odo is both very funny and extremely poignant. they act like enemies a lot of the time, but they’re actually very close, even if odo can’t admit it. quark considers odo his best friend and genuinely cares about him. he’s been there for him many times when no one else was. he’s defended him, he’s helped him without expecting anything in return, he’s given him gifts, he’s even dragged him up a mountain in the freezing cold to save his life. that kind of love and dedication to someone, even if he doesn’t get the same in return, is a very endearing quality of his character, even if it is unfortunate. he doesn’t give up on the ppl he loves, no matter how “un-ferengi” it is of him to care so much uhh i could go on and on and on about him and there’s definitely things i’m forgetting to mention, but basically he’s a very good and entertaining character. and i’ve said this before but tbh when i started watching DS9, i literally could not have predicted that i’d be this into him or even attracted to him in the slightest, like i knew he’d be my favorite but the “oh no he’s actually kinda sexy” feeling really snuck up on me and that seems to be the case for most ppl who are into him. he really grows on you and then before you know it, you and your friends are on discord talking about how much you all wanna fuck him on a daily basis lmao 🤷‍♀️ anyway i don’t know how to end this ask. quark is hot

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Drew starkey x reader where the cast is hanging out and swimming at the lake and it’s night. the cast notice the romantic tension between drew and the reader, they all slowly leave so they can be alone. Finally drew kisses her (can u do smut pls)

Hi, sweetness! I actually love this, so cute. And as a water girl/ lake lover, this is dreams.

Author's Notes: I just want to be friends with these people, so badly and this is basically one of my dream parties. And Drew Starkey can take me night swimming anytime... This one is long, but I think it's fun, it's flirty and I think it's kind of sexy. Please let me know what you think xoxo

Warnings: Swearing, Drinking, Sexual references - sexual innuendos (I didn't do full smut, sorry. But it's still fun! I do have an idea for a potential second part...)

Requested? Heck yes! Requests for OBX are open!

*My work is not to be transferred, copied, translated or reposted to any other sites without my permission. Please see my masterlist for all other works and warnings. Thank you! xoxo

It was the perfect night for a swim. The sky was so clear it was almost as if they could reach up, grab the stars and count them in their palm.

Instead, they all decided it would be the perfect night to have a fire on the beach to accompany their swim. Everyone packed a bag, a cooler and drove down to the beach.

Drew drove her in his truck, just the two of them, down the to beach. His windows down to let the late night summer breeze hit their faces. He smiled over at her quickly when her heard he laugh, her hands pushing her long hair out of her face as the wind created a tunnel in the cab of the truck.

"Windows up next time?" Drew laughed softly as he adjusted his hat on his head then made the turn to the parking lot for the beach. The lot was empty except for the few cars that were waiting for the two of them to arrive.

"No. I like it." She smiled as she twisted her hair and held it to the side while he slowed his truck down, then parked it beside Chase's car.

"Good. I like the whole windblown look on you. It's cute." Drew smiled over at her as he pulled the keys from the ignition and undid his seat belt.

"Says the guy who doesn't have to brush his hair." She replied as she unfastened her own seat belt, then followed his lead and hopped out of the truck.

"You made it!" Madelyn squealed with a slight slur, her arms tossed around her friend's neck, their bodies hitting Drew's truck with a soft thud.

"We were like, five minutes behind you." Drew replied with a laugh as he reached into the back of his truck to pull out her backpack and his cooler. He kicked Chase in the shin as the wavy haired man walked up with raised eyebrows and a cheeky smirk.

"I didn't say anything, asshole." Chase grumbled as he reached down to rub his bruised flesh.

"You thought it." Drew replied under his breath as he lifted their items from the back of his truck and started to walk down from the parking lot towards the beach.

Drew walked next to Chase on the beach, the two watching as Madelyn drunkenly grabbed Her hand, and pulled her down to the shore. An eruption of giggles filled the quiet night air as the cold water of the lake touched the tips of their toes.

"So, you two?" Chase asked as both he and Drew placed their coolers down at the same time. Each man opened the lids of their respective coolers and pulled out either a can, or a bottle of beer.

"Getting there." Drew nodded with a sip of his beer, and another adjustment of his hat on his head. He kept his eyes trained on the shoreline as Madelyn grabbed Her hips and pulled Her down onto the sand.

"Guys! Sorry, we're late. JD forgot that cars need gas in order to function. So, we had to stop." Rudy called from the parking lot, before he came running towards them.

"S'alright." Drew laughed as he hitched at the waist, reached into his cooler and pulled out a beer to hand to the blonde man.

"Are they drunk already?" Rudy asked with a point the girls who wrestled on the beach as he pulled the tab on his beer.

"Madelyn is, yes." Chase laughed as he pushed his hand through his wavy hair.

"Ladies!" Madison yelled as she ran as fast as she could through the sand, stumbling only once, to get to the girls who still wrestled on the beach.

"She's drunk, too. Shotgunned a beer in the gas station parking lot." Rudy snickered while he watched all three women hug on the sand with a raucous of giggles.

"So, we lighting this thing? Or are we going to stand here like creeps all night?" JD asked as he finally made his way over to the rest of his friends and dropped down a pile of fire wood.

The boys took their eyes of the girls, letting them play in the sand for a bit longer, and took to building the fire in the stone pit on the beach. Drew tossed in the match and watched as the flames began to burn up the newspaper used for kindling. He jumped slightly when he felt arms wrapped around his chest from behind.

"Did you bring my bag down?" She asked softly in his ear, the sand from her body falling onto him.

"Yeah. It's right by the cooler. Going for a swim?" He smirked as he turned his body slightly to look at her. If it was possible, her hair was even messier than it had been when the windows were down in his truck.

"Yeah! The waves look like so much fun." She smiled as she ran her hands over his shoulders then made her way over to her backpack and began to rustle through it for her bathing suit.

"First of all, where are you going to change? Second. You're going to freeze your ass off in that water." Rudy replied as he crunched his beer can, tossed it into the garbage bag already full with a few empties courtesy of Madelyn and Chase, then grabbed a full can.

"Question one. I will change in Drew's truck. Question two. You don't know my threshold for cold, Pankow." She replied with a skip in her step as she carried her bikini in one hand towards Drew's truck to change.

Drew flicked a stone at Chase who mouthed a less than quiet "go" at his friend as the woman walked away.

"To help her put on a bathing suit? I'm sure she's fine." Drew replied as he finished off his own beer.

"She might need help tying those strings, Drew." Madelyn stated with a sing-song in her voice, her shoulders shaking from side to side.

"Fuck you, guys." Drew scoffed as he stood up, tossed his empty can then made his way towards the parking lot with his hands in his pockets to sounds of whoops and hollers from his friends.

He walked up to his truck and vaguely saw the shape of her body move around in the back seat of his truck. He bit at his bottom lip, then ran his thumb over it as he leaned against the driver side. It took all his conviction to not steal a peak through the open window.

"Good in there, hon?" He asked softly, his hands still in his pockets as he kept his eyes fixed on JD's license plate across the lot. He would not look at her bare back as she tried to tie up her bikini, one hand holding the triangles of her top to her breasts while the other reached behind her to tie the strings.

"No. I hate these fucking things. Can you help?" She grumbled from the backseat, as she reached to open the back door and shifted in the seat so her back faced him.

"Sure." Drew nodded as his bottom lip made home between his teeth again. He took the large step forward to stand behind her then took hold of the strings to her bikini and pulled them tightly around her chest.

"Thank you." She replied softly as his fingertips brushed over the back of her neck and tied the strings in a knot, his hands lingering over her shoulders for a brief second.

"You're welcome. This is a nice colour on you." Drew stated as he hooked his index finger in the top string of her deep purple bikini.

"Thanks, Drew." She smiled as she sat up on her knees in the backseat and faced him.

"Lady! Are you coming swimming or not?" Madelyn yelled from her spot on the sand, her bathing suit already on which led both Her and Drew to believe Madelyn changed on the beach.

"Yes, Madelyn! I'll be right there!" She laughed while she pushed her hair back from her face.

"Tell Drew to hurry up with your bikini! It's not that difficult!" Madelyn giggled as she took a swig from a wine bottle before she took off back towards the fire pit.

"Don't say anything back. She's more wine than woman at this point. Come swimming with me." She laughed as she reached for his biceps as he held his weight against the door frame of the truck. She pulled her body up close enough for a kiss but didn't give him the satisfaction of pressing her lips to his.

"Alright. I don't need help with my swimsuit, though." Drew grinned as he pushed himself off the truck and walked back towards the fire. He let out a heavy exhale when he knew he was far enough away from her earshot.

Drew, Chase and the girls made their way into the brisk water for a nighttime swim while Rudy and JD chose to stay and tend to the fire. Chase let out a loud yelp as a wave rolled in, cold water reaching up to his chest.

"You're a baby, Stokes!" She laughed as she began to tread water, then make the few front strokes over to Drew.

Drew took hold of her waist then pulled her close to keep her above the rolling waves. Their height difference apparent in the water.

"It's fucking freezing. What are you? A polar bear?" Chase replied, teeth chattered as he wrapped his arms around himself.

"You have to go under! Otherwise you're just two different temperatures." Madison giggled before she dove under the water, her feet splashing water high above everyone's heads.

"No. Fuck that. I'm not drunk enough for this." Chase shivered as he began to make his way out of the water. He raised his eyebrows at Drew as he looked at the woman in his friend's arms, her legs wrapped around his waist.

"I'm coming, too. I need more wine." Madelyn smirked as she swam over to Chase, her own eyebrows raised up at Drew.

"I'm going back up, too. Rudy is ruining that fire." Madison stated quietly as she pushed her long hair back from her face, and made her way towards the shore.

"They're all wimps." She smiled up at Drew, her arms around his neck as they both waded in the water as a large wave rolled over them.

"I don't know, hon. It is kind of cold in here." Drew laughed with his hands on her lower back to keep her close. It was the closest they had ever been, with the least amount of clothes on.

"I think it's nice. And you're warm, so I feel good." She stated softly as she placed her right hand on the back of his neck, her fingertips twirling the hair.

"Don't get me wrong. I'll deal with this cold water if I can have you wrapped around me like this. I really don't mind it." Drew grinned as he wrapped his left arm around her waist securely while his right hand grabbed at her thigh.

The two of them simply waded in the water for a bit, wrapped around each other and in the sexual tension they had created. She kept her hands on the back of Drew's neck, occasionally twisting a bit of hair at the nape.

"Drew?" She asked quietly after a few moments of sweet silence between them.

"Yeah."

"Did you see anything when I was changing in your truck?" She smiled at him as she placed her hands on his shoulders, her eyebrows raised.

"I mean..I may have seen just the side of these." Drew replied as he tilted his head to the side, the hand he had on her thigh reached up to brush the underside of her breast.

"Drew!" She laughed as she tossed her arms around his neck and pulled him close for a hug, her legs tightening around his waist.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself. You're so pretty." Drew smiled while he nuzzled his face into her neck and tightened his grip around her.

"I forgive you." She whispered as he pulled his face from her neck and looked into her eyes, his nose brushed against hers.

Drew muttered a barely audible, "thank you" as his adjusted his hold on her, both his hands on her thighs to keep her around him. He felt her hands in his hair, giving the slightest of pulls and the other shoe finally dropped.

Drew pressed his lips to hers, closing the tiny space between them. He released a sigh of relief through his nostrils while she whined ever so softly in the back of her throat. The kiss between them had been building for weeks.

They finally broke apart, but only for air. Drew gripped at her thighs while he peppered her lips with kisses. Her hands pulled at his hair as she tried to catch her breath again.

"Drew?" She asked between pecks on her lips.

"Yeah, honey?" Drew muttered as he kissed his way from her lips to her neck.

"Do you think I could steal a peak at you in the back of your truck? It seems only fair." She asked as she released a heavy breath, her hands on his shoulders as his lips created a seal on her neck.

"You can have way more than a peak if you want, honey." Drew grunted as he lifted her higher around his waist, he pulled his lips off her neck so he could look at her face.

"Okay. Will you take me back to the truck to get warm?" She asked softly, her eyes downcast to watch as her fingertips caught the beads of water on his chest.

"Thought you'd never ask." Drew grinned as he adjusted her legs around his waist, then began to walk them back towards the shoreline. He placed her back on her feet softly on the sand and gave her backside a nudge towards the parking lot before he ran his hands through his hair.

"Are you guys finally coming back to the fire?" JD asked with a raised eyebrow as he poked the flames.

"In a second, yeah. She's cold, so we're just going to sit in the truck and warm up. Change out of these swimsuits." Drew replied as he shook the water off his fingertips.

"Whatever you say, Drew." Madison grinned as she rolled onto her stomach in front of the fire and cracked open another can of beer.

Drew muttered under his breath as he grabbed Her backpack then made his way through the sand towards his truck - the back door open. He walked to the front end of the truck, dropped the bag then made his way around the open door where his heart began to race.

"You're naked." Drew stated flatly as he looked at the woman sat up in the backseat of his truck without her purple bathing suit, the heat of the truck blasting.

"Can't sit around in a wet bathing suit, and you have my bag." She smiled over at him.

"Yeah, but you're naked in the back of my truck." Drew smirked as he held his weight against the frame of the door, his eyes scanning her body shamelessly.

"Do you want to come be naked in the back of your truck with me, Starkey?" She laughed as she turned to sit up on her knees, facing him.

"Uh huh. Sure do." Drew nodded as he reached down to untie his swimsuit then tugged it down to his ankles. He climbed inside the back with her and shut the door behind him, leaving his swim trunks in the parking lot.

Please let me know what you think if you have a moment Thank you for your support! xoxo

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theyanderespecialist · 8 months ago

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Base Yandere Grell Sutcliff Headcanons (UPDATED) Slayyyyy Yandere Queen

[Hello, My sexy Muffins, on archive of our own and maybe Tumblr I have an outdated one of this! I am updating this for Pride Month! Cause Trans Women are Women and Trans Rights ARE Human Rights! If you do not respect my trans muffins then I will have a problem with you! Anyways please enjoy this chapter here!]

(Disclaimer 1: In CANON Grell is a Trans Woman, but she is in the 1800s so she has no access to anything she can to medically transition. She does refer to herself as a woman and has done gender-affirming stuff, Such as growing out her hair and wearing clothes that make her feel like a woman (All the red clothes and female coat.

Disclaimer 2: Not all people have to fully transition to match their body to what gender they are. They are still trans, Grell is a woman with a penis but she is still a woman!

Hashtag Trans women are Women

and

Hashtag Trans Rights Are Human Rights!

Disclaimer 3: Grell is a woman in canon but she is not yandere in canon! This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life. Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon. Thank you, and happy pride month!)

-Base Remade Yandere Headcanons with Grell Sutcliff from Black Butler-

.Grell is a flamboyant woman, who was born with male parts.

.Yes she is a trans woman who ended up becoming a Grimmreaper

.She did not know who she was for a long time, even saying that God had made a mistake by making her born male.

.If she could she would want to change her body to that of a woman.

.She is boy-crazy for the most part, loving hot men.

.But with you, it did not matter if you were a man, you are the type of person that just stole her heart and she becomes you crazy instead of boy-crazy.

.She adores you with all her heart and knows that her love for you is forbidden because she is a Grimmreaper and you are just a human.

.She would do her best to protect you and make sure she is the one who collects your soul, so she does not lose you.

.It might be selfish but she would do her best to make sure that you become a grimmreaper like she is.

.So that way she and you can be together for as long as possible.

.She is a very flirty yandere and loves to be close to you.

.She would want to explore what it is like to be with you and maybe even have sex with you.

.It does not matter that she has a penis and it makes her not feel like a woman, she will use it on you to make you hers and will also have you top her.

.She is so a switch!

.she would also be the type of yandere that is very forward with how she feels.

.She is also the one that is the jealous type of yandere. Like if she saw you being close with someone else, especially if it was another woman.

.She does not share and she would be the one to cling to you.

.She deals with rivals, by first trying to tell them to back off!

.But if that does not work she would use her death scythe on them. They had no right to have a life with you!

.Not when she cannot have that life with you!

.If she cannot have it then no one can!

.She would also come and see you as much as she can.

.She is very clingy and affectionate with you, also a little spicey in her desire for you~

.She loves the color red and loves seeing you in red.

.She would get you clothing that you like, but in the color red, so you and her are matching ~

.She is very impulsive and has very little patience.

.So she would likely kidnap you at some point.

.And also she would be likely to snap and kill someone who got too close to you and did not stay away.

.She would confess to you in a grand, outspoken, and flamboyant way.

.To show that she loves you and that she wants to be your wife.

.If you accept her love, she will pick you up and kiss the heck out of you, she is just so overwhelmed with all the passion she has for you and that you are the love of her life.

.If you say no she will be heartbroken and then she will lose it.

.She will either kidnap you right then or there or kidnap you later once she is disgusted with what has happened.

.If you try and fight her on it, she will punish you.

.She does not want to punish you but if you act up she will and she will make sure that you love her and her alone.

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS another chapter is done, I hope you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!]

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ssavanessa22 · 4 years ago

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Warnings: racial charged comments, micro aggressions as always if I missed anything please tell me!

"i want to see her only her"

"And who are you referring to" Spencer coldly replied

"oh come on you known who I'm talking about the exotic one, I will only talk to her. you know she seems cute, sexy even a bit submissive"

Spencer gritted his teeth and sharply replied

"no you will not speak to agent y/n and you will definitely not be questioned by agent y/n you will answer the questions I have for you"

"ohhhhh I see now someone has a little crush, well if I do have to talk to you I'll just speak about all the thing I want to do with her. Oh she is pretty isn't she? her figure her curves I bet you like those don't you? I don't even she like her type but oh would I love to nibble on her skin like a piece of chocolate"

At this point spencer was seething I don't think anyone on the team has ever seen him so angry with and unsub. I mean part of me finds this hot like really attractive seeing him get mad and furious with and unsub but I didn't expect him to say what he said next.

"I don't know who raised you...oh wait no one did you have never been loved your entire life by anyone your mother was too busy turning tricks to care about you and you father treated you like a punching bag and the bastard you truly are."

Silence grew on the other side of the two way mirror everyone was in utter shock,just when we thought Spencer was done dragging him to filth he decided to sharpen his his words like a knife and plunge him in the heart.

"and you know what don't ever and I mean ever speak about agent y/n in that way ever again you lack of respect for women specifically black women is disgusting. i know you had to raise yourself so maybe the lack of manners and human decency you have comes with the lack of love and affection you received as a child, but she is not exotic she is not a piece of chocolate she is a person. and you will treat her like one or so help me God I will be bring Wrath and fire down on you so hard that there will only be a shell of an impotent man left where you wretched Being used to reside."

I was utterly speechless me and Spencer we are friends obviously and I would defend him just as much as he defended me as well,but this the way he was threatening the unsub the way he spoke about me it was different. it was like it came from a need to protect me it's almost like we wanted to protect me like this was out of love I mean we did flirt. And he is a good friend we hang out outside of work without the rest of the team obviously I know he was a good looking guy but he never showed any interest in me so I just left it as just a bit of flirty banter. this however was so much more I didn't know how to react or what to say but my gaze at Spencer through the two way mirror was broken by hotch's voice.

"y/n you need to go in there and take Reid out he's letting his emotions control this interview we will never find out about those body's if Reid pisses of the unsub."

"Hotch are you sure you wanna do that I mean the unsub had clearly taken a liking to y/n this could go wrong, this could go bad really quickly " derek interjected

Ignoring both of them arguing on wether I should go in or not I left the interrogation room to get a tight work skirt from my go bag in the conference room adjacent. I walked back to the rest of them team derek and hotch still discussing whilst rossi tired to defuse the situation I saw the unsub and Reid shooting daggers straight at each other whilst me emily and jj watched this all unfold. I started changing from my ill fitting trousers into the skirt then I undid a few of my blouse buttons and pulled up my bra making my cleavage even more visible then usual. then I took down my twists which had taken me at least 30 minutes to put into a bun in the first place thinking to myself I'm so gonna have to ask jj to help me do this up again after and I flipped my hair back letting my twists fall naturally on to my shoulders and back.

Emily winked at me as I reapplied some gloss onto my lips smacking them together, I walked past hotch and derek who's discussion was clearly starting to turn into a heated argument. I began to open the door which led to Spencer and the unsub before I could go in derek finally turned to me saying

"y/n where are you going?"

I sternly replied "to go make a unsub admit to murdering 15 girls oh and don't worry boys I'll be fine or have you forgotten that this is my job" I cheekily smiled and walked into the interrogation room

"You said you only wanted to talk to me so here i am talk to me"

#Spencer Reid #Spencer Reid fluff #Spencer Reid angst #Spencer ried smutt #MGG #ssavanessa22 #Spencer Reid x reader #Spencer ried x y/n #black reader #Wattpad #fan fiction #criminal minds #doctor Spencer Reid #facfic

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xofanfics · 5 years ago

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Desire

Genre: angst, slight fluff, SMUT

Pairing: Reader x Wooyoung

Word Count: 5.5k

*REQUESTED*

Summary: You and Wooyoung have been friends for a year. When you start dating someone else, Wooyoung gets jealous. He decides that two can play that game.

You didn’t make it to the third date often but here you were. This man was older, more mature than you were used to. His name was Zane and he was a few years older than you, with a more established career, his own apartment and car. He checked off on most of your requirements for a man. You liked that he was stable and had his own things. He was independent and he radiated confidence, which you liked. But he wasn’t cocky and wasn’t into showing off the things he had. And you liked that, too.

Your friends said, “You’re so lucky to find a guy that has his shit together!”

You knew that you should be lucky. You were lucky to find a guy when the dating pool was less than desirable and when most guys just wanted one thing. But Zane never tried it with you. He never tried to take you home with him and he hadn’t even tried to kiss you.

Zane took you to your favorite Italian restaurant that night. You realized that Zane paid close attention to you. He remembered that this was your favorite restaurant from your very first date with him. You talked about a bunch of different things; about your college experiences, about your family and friends, and some random things that didn’t really matter. Zane was easy to talk to and he didn’t talk about silly things. He was the most mature guy you’d come across in a while, by far.

You enjoyed your favorite seafood pasta dish and after Zane finished his, he said, “This was good but I know a place that’s even better.”

You smiled and said, “Oh yeah? I’ll be the judge of that.”

Later, on the drive home, you asked, “Do you live far from my place?”

“Maybe around ten, fifteen minutes. Why?”

“I don’t wanna go home yet,” you said, looking at the clock. It was only a little after eight. As far as you were concerned, it was still early and going home now wouldn’t do the night justice. What would you do when you got home? Eat ice cream and watch Netflix in your pajamas? You at least wanted to be in the presence of someone else.

“Do you want to come over for a little while? We could pick up some dessert and some wine. How does that sound?”

You nodded. “That sounds good.”

Zane thought you were good company. You were smart, funny, and you weren’t materialistic. He’d come across women he felt were using him to go on dates and get drinks. And he’d come across women who didn’t have many opinions and had nothing to talk about. Maybe it was too soon to tell but he liked you a lot so far.

Hearing you say that you still wanted to hang out with him was music to his ears. He wanted to share more of his life with you. He hadn’t planned on bringing you over to his place tonight and he hoped that he had left his place decent enough to where you wouldn’t think he was a complete slob.

“Wow,” you said, looking out of the floor to ceiling windows. “You can see so much of the city from here.”

Zane chuckled, opening the bottle of wine he got from the liquor store near his apartment. “The view is the reason I decided on this place. I fell in love with it.”

You turned on your heel to face Zane. He took out two glasses and started pouring wine. “This is apartment goals.”

“I saved like crazy for the past two years,” he said. “You just have to work hard and save up. I made a lot of sacrifices, you know?”

“Yeah,” you said, “that’s why I’m living in the apartment I’m living in now...with a roommate.”

“Don’t worry,” he said, handing you the glass of wine, “it takes time. Just remember that it’s not a race.”

You sat on the barstool and took a sip. “What do you mean?”

Still standing in the kitchen, he said, “I feel like people in our generation feel like we have to compete with each other in everything. We think so much about who’s getting married, which Facebook friend got their first apartment, who has their dream job straight after college...We think about those things and don’t think about what’s realistic for ourselves.”

Zane wasn’t too much older than you but he was wise. And to be honest, you did feel like you had a lot of people to compete with. Here you were two years after graduation and you felt like you hadn’t accomplished much of anything. But he was right; What good was it going to do to compare yourself to people that went to your college?

Zane added, “Besides, looks can be deceiving. The person that just bought a car could be struggling to pay for it every month, you know?”

“You really are a wise guy,” you said.

He took a sip of his wine. “Wow, this is good.”

The two of you talked for about an hour. You laughed over the sweet wine and chocolate cake that you insisted on paying for instead of Zane. You’d been on three dates with Zane but it seemed like this date really gave you a chance to get to know him.

Zane was having such a good time that he didn’t even notice that it was almost midnight. He was feeling pretty tipsy and so were you. The bottle had been finished a while ago and he ended up moving to another bottle of wine that didn’t taste as good instead. You felt amazing, thanks to the wine.

You moved closer to Zane on the couch. You boldly said, “Your lips look so kissable…”

Zane grinned, flashing you a flirty smile. “So do yours.”

You smirked. “So why haven’t you kissed me yet?”

“I was being a gentleman.”

“I don’t care about that,” you said, pressing your lips to his. You kissed Zane and he kissed you back.

You ended up in his lap, tongues exploring each others’ mouths. His mouth tasted like chocolate and merlot. You pulled away from him for a moment, looking in his eyes. Zane said, “I wanted to do that all night…” You bit your lip as you felt his hard on from underneath you. “I’m sorry, you’re just so sexy.”

“I want you,” you whispered, your breath hot on his ear.

At that moment, all of Zane’s morals and goal of waiting went out of the window. He wanted to wait but he was being tempted by you while he was under the influence. He’d planned on kissing you but not quite like this. He hadn’t planned on getting in bed with you for a while down the road. It was because he wanted to respect you and get to know you better but the two of you were adults. Two adults consenting to take things a little further than a kiss wasn’t so bad, was it?

He didn’t know how far you were willing to go but you pushed him over the edge. Soon enough, you were taking off your clothes and helping him out of his. Then he went to get a condom and, before you knew it, you were bent over the couch, your fingers digging into cushions. And then you ended up in his bed, your legs spread wide as he thrusted into you until you both came undone and bursting at the seams. And with that, you felt bliss wash over you as you fell asleep in his arms.

You smiled to yourself as you walked up the steps to your apartment in last night’s outfit. You had a good time with Zane last night and you didn’t regret it at all. As you took out your key, you heard a familiar voice calling you from behind.

“Y/N?”

You turned and found Wooyoung standing across the hall; He’d just come out of his apartment. “Hey…”

Wooyoung chuckled, looking you up and down. You already knew what he was thinking before he even said it. “Looks like you had a good night,” he said, referring to the smudged eyeliner and mascara that you’d tried to get off this morning with Zane’s face wash. And judging by Wooyoung’s laughter, it hadn’t worked as well as you would’ve hoped.

You rolled your eyes. “Where are you headed?”

“Just to the store,” he said, putting his hands in his pockets. “Wanna hang out later? I’m kind of in the mood for a bar and some good chicken wings.”

You nodded. “Sure.”

“I’ll call you, then,” he said, heading down the staircase. You smiled and opened your front door. Your roommate, Lisa, was watching TV when you came in.

“Hey,” she said, greeting you. She sat up on the couch. “How was your date?”

You smiled, kicking your shoes off. “It was really good.” You plopped down on the couch next to her. “He’s a good guy.”

She raised her eyebrows. “But?”

You sighed. “Everything is good but it seems like there’s something missing…”

“Elaborate.”

“I mean, it’s like he’s perfect. He’s got his own place, a car, he has good taste in restaurants, and we have a lot in common,” you explained. “The sex was good, too, but I...I dunno.”

“He sounds like a dream come true,” she said, a confused expression plastered across her face. “An older guy with his life somewhat together unlike the rest of these guys…”

“I feel like maybe we don’t have a lot of chemistry.” You sighed. “It’s like there’s no spark...or maybe I’m just expecting too much.”

You liked Zane but there was something missing. The sex wasn’t mindblowing but part of it may have had to do with the fact that you were both pretty drunk. Could you even trust yourself to rate the sex when you had been that many glasses of wine in? You’d been horny and craving a man’s touch so badly that you practically attacked him. Though Zane didn’t seem to mind much, you felt a little embarrassed by your bold behavior.

You figured the next time you slept together, it should be sober. That is, if there was a next time. You liked him but maybe it was too soon to predict the future. Hell, you didn’t even know if the two of you would go further in the first place. When he dropped you off, he said that he wanted to see you again and that he’d text you later. It was promising, but it wasn’t a guarantee.

“Test him out a little more. I feel like one more date should do it.”

“Yeah,” you said, “maybe you’re right.”

All Wooyoung could think about was you. He couldn’t stand the thought of you being with another man. He’d laughed it off when he saw you coming back from what he assumed to be a one night stand but, to be honest, he didn’t think it was all that funny. He knew that he had no right to feel angry that you’d slept with someone. Hell, it was none of his business in the first place.

He’d been your neighbor for about a year now. You both moved to this apartment building shortly after graduating college. He moved here first and, one day, he saw you struggling to move your things into the apartment across from his. Back then, he thought you were the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. He watched as the loose strands of your hair blew in the wind, escaping from the bobby pins you’d put in them to hold your bun together. He watched you struggle from a distance for a moment before he worked up the courage to ask you if you needed help. And he ended up helping you move all of your things into the apartment; that was how you became close friends in the first place.

He felt himself getting more and more frustrated as he grabbed the things he needed from the convenience store. The truth was that he liked you and he didn’t know how to tell you. And it felt unfair that he wasn’t able to tell you even when you were dating around freely. And he felt stupid because he didn’t even know and the two of you were close. He wondered who this guy was and how many dates you went on and if you were starting to fall for him. Later, when he saw you again, he’d find a way to figure it all out before he went crazy.

You looked at yourself in the mirror, trying to decide whether or not these earrings went with your outfit. As you looked at the other choices laid out on the sink, you saw your phone light up. You saw that it was from Zane and you smiled. Just as you were about to type a reply, you almost dropped your phone when you heard a knock at the door.

“Are you ready yet? We’re not going to the club, you know,” he said from the other side of the door.

You opened the bathroom door, rolling your eyes as he came into your view. “I’m ready.”

You looked amazing. Who would’ve thought you’d look so good in such a simple, casual dress. And he noticed you were wearing that lipstick color he commented on a few weeks back.

He stared at you for perhaps a second too long as he took you in, triggering all of his senses. You smelled like a flower, freshly plucked from the earth. In his eyes, you looked like Heaven if such a place existed. Your innocent “I’m ready” sounded sweet like a chocolate covered strawberry. He’d never had the opportunity to touch you for more than just a second but if he had more time he was sure your skin would feel as soft as the clouds hanging in the sky. And if he could taste your lips he knew they’d be coated with that strawberry lip balm you always wore underneath the layer of lipstick that would surely come off on his lips if he had the opportunity to kiss you. And, GOD, if he could taste you down there he knew it would be like the sweetest of fruits.

You walked out of the bathroom and past him to grab your bag off of your bed. “See? I’m ready.”

Wooyoung followed you out of the apartment and you started walking toward the bar. On the way there, you didn’t mention the mystery guy you’d gone out with. In the past, you’d told him about the outings you’d gone on with guys from a dating app here and there. But you hadn’t mentioned this guy. What did that mean? Did that mean that you were serious about him or did that mean that it was too soon for you to mention without seeming crazy or obsessed? As much as it killed him not to ask you straight up, he held it inside. He’d ask you when and if the time was right.

You walked into the restaurant first. For a Saturday night, it was starting to get a little crowded. You and Wooyoung waited at the host counter. A woman approached you. “Hi. How many people are in your party?”

“Just two,” Wooyoung said.

She said, “There aren’t any tables open right now but there’s room at the bar if you don’t want to wait.”

Wooyoung looked at you for a decision. You said, “The bar is fine. I’m kinda hungry.” He nodded as the host pointed him toward the bar. Wooyoung took a seat at the furthest side of the bar and you jumped up into the barstool next to him. You grabbed the drink menu and started looking at the cocktails. You hadn’t been to this restaurant before but, as far as you knew, Wooyoung swore by it.

“Wooyoung?”

Wooyoung’s eyes shot up, away from the drink menu, and his eyes were met with his ex’s. “Soojin! When did you start working here?”

“About two months ago…”

Wooyoung turned to you. “Y/N, this is Soojin.”

Soojin, you thought, his ex girlfriend… He’d mentioned her a few times. Part of the reason they broke up was because she took him for granted and didn’t give him the attention he needed. So, he broke up with her. You knew that a couple weeks after that, she ended up apologizing to him. As far as you knew, he forgave her but you weren’t sure if they’d seen each other since then.

She said, “Nice to meet you,” with a smile. You had obviously never met her before but you got weird vibes from her. For some reason you couldn’t put your finger on, you didn’t like her. Maybe it was because you were being protective over Wooyoung since she didn’t treat him well while they were together. Soojin turned back to Wooyoung. “How have you been?”

Wooyoung nodded. “Good. I’ve been working. What about you?”

“I’m almost done with nursing school,” she said. “I’m shadowing at a small women’s clinic now. I’ve been working here to, you know, pay the bills.”

He smiled. “Wow, that’s good to hear. You’re almost done.”

“Thanks,” she said, flashing him a smile you were sure was more flirty than friendly in nature.

You decided to change the topic and pull the two of them apart as soon as possible. “So what cocktails do you recommend?”

“What’s your taste like?”

“Something sweet but not too sweet. Maybe a little fruity,” you replied.

“I’d recommend this one,” she said, pointing at the menu. Soojin looked at Wooyoung and added, “For you, I have something in mind. I’ll surprise you.” And there he was, smiling like an idiot. You were disgusted at how he was acting with her. It was as if you weren’t even here. And why did Soojin feel so comfortable flirting with him so openly when you could very well be his date?

She brought Wooyoung’s drink first, of course, with a sickeningly sweet smile that made you gag internally. When you got your drink, you and Wooyoung took a sip at the same time. To your dismay, Soojin stood there waiting for his reaction. She said, “What do you think?”

“It’s perfect,” he replied. “You know my taste.”

“We should order, shouldn’t we?” you asked. This seemed to get Wooyoung’s focus off of his ex’s tits and onto actually doing what he came here to do: spend time with you. Wooyoung finally ordered chicken and, at this point, you weren’t even sure if you were hungry.

On the walk home, Wooyoung sensed a negative aura coming off of your body. He said, “Are you mad at me?” You were so annoyed, you didn’t even answer him. You kept walking, looking straight ahead instead of looking over at him. Angry was definitely an emotion you felt. Anger, annoyance, and disappointment. “Y/N…”

You walked up the staircase to your floor, ready to go home and not have to see Wooyoung. “What, Wooyoung?”

“What’s wrong?”

“I thought we were going to get drinks and dinner. Instead, you were staring at your ex’s tits for an hour and flirting with her the whole time!”

“Why are you yelling in the hallway?” he asked, opening his door. “Let’s at least talk about it inside.” With a huff, you went inside and headed toward his bedroom. You plopped down on his bed as Wooyoung shut the door behind him. “Anyway, what’s wrong with that? I’m single, aren’t I?”

“You may as well have fucked her right there on the bar,” you said, rolling your eyes. “Did you have to talk to her throughout the whole meal?”

To be honest, Wooyoung wanted to make you jealous tonight. It was stupid and he didn’t have to go as far as he did but it felt good knowing that he could get under your skin like that. He felt empowered, almost. He was hurting and he took it out on you instead of being strong and confessing his feelings.

“I don’t want her,” he said, seconds from revealing his true feelings. Right now, he had courage. He finally had the courage to tell you how he truly felt.

Your eyes widened, in straight confusion. “Then what the hell was that? Was it fun for you?”

“I wanted to make you jealous,” he admitted, sitting down on the bed next to you.

You furrowed your brows in confusion. “What?”

“I’m in love with you,” he said, sighing, “but you’re dating someone else…”

“Are you serious?” Your friend nodded. You let out a laugh. “What? You were upset that I fucked someone else, so you decided to go out of your way to try to make me jealous?” You sucked your teeth. “See, the difference between you and me is that you went out of your way to make me feel like shit and I didn’t.”

Wooyoung bit his lip. He knew that he was wrong in the situation. He was a loser for doing this and for thinking that it was a good idea. His jealousy clouded his ability to make a decent decision.

“I’m sorry,” he said, unsure of what else he could say to you. “I was jealous when I saw you come in this morning because I’m in love with you...and knowing that you’ve been with another guy hurt.” He let out a deep sigh, beginning to feel more emotional. “And I know you probably don’t feel the same way but it’s been bothering me lately. I’m sorry you had to find out like this but I don’t want to hide it anymore...”

You didn’t say anything. This was a lot for you to take in. “How long has it been?”

“I liked you from the first day we met…”

You took your feelings into consideration. You didn’t know why you felt jealous that he was flirting with his ex. It would be annoying, you supposed, but why did you feel anger? Why were you feeling jealous? Wooyoung was single and could do as he pleased. So why had you felt overcome with jealousy tonight? Clearly, you had feelings for him that maybe you didn’t realize were there. You felt things being out with Wooyoung that you hadn’t felt with Zane. And maybe you were tipsy but attraction was attraction, right?

You said, “Kiss me?”

Wooyoung turned to look you in the eyes. He studied your face for a second. “What?”

“Kiss me so I know what I’m feeling is real…”

Wooyoung’s heart was seconds away from exploding. His heart raced in anticipation as he leaned in to kiss you and your lips met. And that was when you realized that all you needed was three seconds to know that you felt anything but friendly toward Wooyoung. Feeling his lips on yours, he was all you could think about. Zane became a distant memory, irrelevant in this moment.

Wooyoung couldn’t believe it. He’d finally gotten an opportunity to kiss you. Though this wasn’t how he’d pictured it, he was happy. The kiss only confirmed the feelings he’d kept hidden from you over the past year. He was in love with you and upon finally kissing your lips, he feel more deeply in love. He only hoped that you had feelings for him, too. Or, if anything, he hoped that you would come to have feelings for him eventually.

He didn’t want Soojin anymore. That chapter of his life had come to a close. And he wanted the next chapter of his life to be about you.

Wooyoung pulled away from you first, breathless. You said, “What’s wrong?”

He shook his head. “Nothing. This is perfect. You’re perfect…”

You kissed him this time, taking him by surprise. You tossed your phone to the side, leaving Zane’s text unread. Zane was a good guy, probably one of the nicest you’d met in a long time. But Wooyoung was making you feel things. Zane’s kisses, compared to Wooyoung, were lackluster. His lips didn’t feel like this.

Wooyoung went for your neck next. He planted soft, feathery kisses on your exposed collarbone and up to your neck. He took his time with you as you let out soft sighs at his touch. You placed your hand on his shoulder as he started sucking on your neck lightly. He felt you grip onto him a little more tightly as your body shivered. You bit your lip as the flames in your core started growing bigger.

You pushed him back gently and said, “I want you…”

Wooyoung smirked. You didn’t have to tell him twice. He was more than willing to give you whatever you wanted. He felt himself getting harder and harder as your hands reached for his jacket, peeling it off of him. Then you went for his shirt, pulling it over his head before planting a kiss on his lips.

You stood up from the bed, taking off your own jacket. Wooyoung leaned back on the bed as you stepped out of your dress. He watched you carefully as you stepped out of it slowly, his eyes on you like glue. You were left in your bra and panties and what turned him on even more was that they were black: his favorite color.

Wooyoung had never been more turned on in his life. He didn’t think he’d last very long, considering it was you. Wooyoung stood up and grabbed you by the waist. “You’re so sexy,” he whispered, holding your chin while looking into your eyes. Still looking at him, you reached for his belt and reached into his boxers for his dick. He shuddered at you touching it and gasped as you started stroking it. He wasted no time and pulled down his pants to make things easier.

“Fuck,” he whispered under his breath. He kissed you with his tongue as you stroked him slowly. He pulled away from you and pushed you onto the bed, covering your body in kisses. He kissed your lips, down to your neck, then your stomach. Wooyoung spread your legs apart, kissing your thighs. The feeling sent chills up your spine. He wrapped his fingers around your panties and pulled them down slowly.

He continued kissing your thighs before making his way down to what he wanted to taste most. You bit your lips as you felt his breath on you before he said, “You’re already so wet…” He kissed your lips, right outside your opening. Then he dug in like your pussy was his last meal. He licked up all your juices and started sucking on your clit like there was no tomorrow.

Wooyoung felt your body shivering and shaking from the intense pleasure you felt. And what made him even more excited was hearing you struggling to hold in your screams. He loved seeing you so vulnerable and how you so easily submitted to his tongue. You grabbed onto his hair, running your fingers through it as Wooyoung’s tongue pressed harder and more viciously into your clit. You’d never gotten eaten out like this before. Somehow, he was rough yet gentle. He knew exactly where you needed his tongue and when. You felt like you were going to explode as you moaned loudly and uncontrollably. You were so fucking close and you didn’t stand a chance being up against Wooyoung’s tongue.

A few seconds later, Wooyoung started licking you faster. And just when he thought it might be awhile before he made you come, you started screaming louder than before and your body started writhing and shaking with your orgasm. Your body jerked as he gave your pussy one final kiss. You sat up and leaned against the pillows, heavy breaths leaving your mouth.

“You taste amazing, Y/N,” he whispered, laying next to you. You looked down and saw that he was rock hard, still. You smiled and took your bra off. Wooyoung was so busy eating you out that he forgot all about your bra. Your breasts were perfect; the perfect shape and the perfect size.

“Touch me,” you said, still craving for more. “I need you, Wooyoung…”

He reached and grabbed onto your breasts, one in each hand. They felt like pillows in his hands. He gave them a gentle squeeze before running his fingers over your nipples. He flicked them and held them in between his fingers, pulling them softly. You sighed at the small gesture of pleasure.

Wooyoung ran his thumb across your arm. “Has anyone ever made love to you before?” You shook your head. You’d dated and had a boyfriend before but you couldn’t say that you’d ever made love. He climbed over you so that his face was inches from yours. He looked you in your eyes, to the point where you almost felt uncomfortable. But you couldn’t look away; you were throbbing for him.

Within a moment, your tongues met again and Wooyoung was pushing into you. He pushed in slowly, biting his lip and enjoying the feeling of your pussy wrapped around him. He cursed under his breath as he sunk into you, filling you completely. You felt like heaven, just like he knew you would.

This was the last place you expected to be on a Saturday night but there was no place you’d rather be than underneath Wooyoung. While he thrusted in and out of you slowly, he looked into your eyes. You’d never had a man be so gentle with you. You’d never had a man care this much. He lowered himself onto you, your stomachs touching. You wrapped your legs around him as he sunk more deeply into you and started rubbing against your clit. He kissed your neck as you moaned into his ear. He loved that sound. “Be as loud as you want baby…”

At this point, he didn’t care if his roommate heard or if the neighbors heard or if the door wasn’t shut all the way. All he cared about was making you come undone from underneath him. He pulled out suddenly and before you could whine about it, Wooyoung pulled you on top of him. You sunk onto his dick and you bit your lip as you got filled up. Now, facing each other in a seated position, Wooyoung could look into your eyes directly.

Before Wooyoung could start moving, you took it upon yourself to start bouncing on his dick. You used his shoulders to steady yourself and started moving up and down his shaft. Wooyoung’s lips parted, a groan spilling out. He watched your tits bouncing in his face and looked up to see your face, twisted in pleasure. You started moaning louder as you got more and more turned on. You put your finger in Wooyoung’s mouth and he sucked it, turning you on even more.

“Fuck,” you whispered. You changed your pace and started moving more slowly against him, grinding into him instead. Wooyoung moved his hips against yours, meeting you halfway to that sweet spot. Wooyoung wrapped his arms around you as the two of you moved faster.

“I’m so close, baby,” you said in between moans.

Wooyoung said, “Come for me. Come all over my dick, baby.” He didn’t have to tell you twice. You could feel your clit on fire as you exploded into an orgasm that racked your whole body. Wooyoung couldn’t take much more either. He gripped onto you more tightly, screwing his eyes shut. “Fuck, Y/N…”

“Come inside, Wooyoung.”

“Say it again,” he said, opening his eyes.

“Come inside me, Wooyoung,” you said, moaning. “Come in my pussy.”

Hearing you moan sent him over and beyond the edge. He grunted and groaned as he let his seed spill into you. His body stilled and he leaned into your shoulder to catch his breath. When he pulled away, you cupped his face in your hands before you kissed him. This kiss was slow and gentle.

“That was amazing,” you said.

Wooyoung nodded, breathless. “Yeah...it was.”

You lifted yourself off of him and went to the bathroom to clean up. Wooyoung came up behind you as you wiped yourself. He pressed kisses onto your neck from behind and looked at you in the mirror. “You’re so beautiful, Y/N…”

You smiled and turned around to face him. “I want to be with you, Wooyoung.”

He reached out for your hand. “Are you sure?”

You nodded. “My heart has never beat this fast before...”

“You know...when we met, I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” he said. “You were right in front of me and I couldn’t tell you how I felt.

You smiled again, wider this time, because for the first time in your life you knew exactly what you wanted.

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spicymayo1983 · 4 years ago

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Hiya. More Poe Dameron smut and fluff for everyone to enjoy. You and Poe both live on the rebellion base on D'qar.

I've always imagined that Poe would be excited about becoming a father, regardless of the circumstances, and be a loving and supportive partner.

For some reason the idea of fertile Poe is sexy to me. Lol. Having a bunch of cute, curly haired space babies.

You are a member of the black squadron and a respected X wing pilot in your own right. You've made some stupid decisions in your lifetime but never any like this one.

After a few too many drinks you ended up enjoying a steamy, completely unprotected one night stand with Poe Dameron.

And now you're pregnant with his child. How will you cope raising a baby with a man you barely know?

Warnings, unprotected sex, some angst, breeding kink, not for anyone under 18.

You're not afraid to admit it. You are a different woman altogether when you've been drinking.

But even for you, the mess you're in is something even you couldn't have predicted.

Now all you have are memories, regret, and a positive pregnancy test. You stare at that little stick with the two lines on it and the memories flood back, you can't help but smile a little.

Six weeks earlier.....

It's your best friend Yasmela's birthday. You and the rest of the black squadron are celebrating with adult beverages abound in a cantina located on the rebellion base D'qar.

The leader of the black squadron, Poe Dameron, who's also a bit tipsy, has been eyeing you all night.

Okay, the two of you have been exchanging mutual flirty glances. You haven't been entirely innocent, it's hard to ignore anyone, but especially someone as gorgeous as him, when it's obvious that he's checking you out.

"Well do you like what you see?" Poe asks, laughing a little, attempting to break the ice.

"What would make you think that?" You reply, giggling a little.

Poe notices the flushing of your cheeks, brought on by a combination of drinking too much and the situation currently at hand.

"Ohhhhh I'm making you nervous". Poe continues, slurring his words a little. "You're normally such a quiet girl, y/n, I barely know you because you won't talk to hardly anyone".

"I'm a simple woman devoted to defeating the first order". You reply, smiling a little.

"So am I, but I believe in letting loose every once in awhile". Poe teases as he brushes back his dark, curly hair from his face.

"So you're also a simple woman?" You reply, bursting into laughter.

Soon both of you are laughing uncontrollably. So much so that you have tears in your eyes.

"No, I wasn't the last time I checked". Poe continued, his laughter calming a little. "What I meant was that I'm also devoted to bringing down the first order but I like to have fun from time to time".

"Come on, dance with me". Poe asks, a devilish smile appearing on his face. "Let's have some fun".

You soon find yourself stumbling along to a latin cha cha cha dance that he's way better at, even intoxicated, than you.

You fall down laughing at one point and he scoops you up immediately. Even when you are sober you have two left feet and your dance moves are less than elegant.

The room is spinning, you feel like you're going to puke, but you're having a blast with your handsome companion.

"I think I need to sit down". You tell him, struggling to stop yourself from throwing up.

Poe helps you get safely to a nearby chair and table, once you are seated he fetches you a glass of water.

"Thank you". You reply, smiling gratefully and slowly sipping the cool water. "I know it's still a little early but I think I need to get home and sleep this off".

"That's okay, but let me walk you home". Poe tells you, helping you stand up again.

On the way back to your quarters the two of you realize that he lives much closer so it would be in your best interest to crash on his couch for the night.

Once at his place Poe gets you another glass of water, you are sobering up and no longer feel sick.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" You ask, quickly downing the refreshing beverage.

"I might not know you that well, on a personal level".

He explains, removing his boots. "But you're a brave pilot, you were there when the starkiller was destroyed, I take care of people I respect".

His words of praise shock you a little. They mean so much, especially coming from someone like him. Your face immediately turns bright red, Poe leans over, kisses you on the lips and says,

"And one of the most beautiful women I've seen".

Without another word exchanged you continue kissing, you gaze into his beautiful dark eyes and silently beg him to continue, to go beyond those delicious kisses.

Poe picks up on your silent cues and hungrily unbuttons your shirt. He manages to quickly unsnap your bra, revealing your breasts and erect nipples.

You can see an impressive looking bulge forming in his pants as he buries his face between them, you sigh in delight as you lose yourself to pleasure and take in the scent of his soft, curly hair.

Your panties are practically drenched by the time Poe starts to tenderly kiss and nibble on your neck, his hands wander between your legs and you gasp in anticipation.

He unzips your pants and helps you out of them, you are indeed soaking wet, his hand slides between your legs again and teasingly strokes you over your underwear.

You haven't trimmed in quite awhile so you have a decent bush growing. He doesn't seem to mind, though, Poe actually seems to enjoy the look and feel of it.

"Take your clothes off now". You demand, laughing a little. "I feel weird being the only naked one".

Poe obliges and strips down for you. Revealing a tan, trim and athletic body. Strong without being over the top. He's hung, and thick, with a nice patch of dark hair.

The two of you decide to move things into the bedroom. He immediately spreads your legs wide and starts to massage your clit as he inserts two fingers inside of you.

As Poe keeps his fingers inside of you he begins to suck and gently nibble on your throbbing clit, with a low whimper you cum for him, squirting in the process.

With your legs still spread Poe enters you, you easily accommodate him because you are still extremely wet.

"Oh creator you are so wet, and so tight". Poe moans as he penetrates you. "You feel amazing".

Both of you were still tipsy and had neglected to ask about birth control. Even though you weren't on anything you assumed he was.

He's a gentle lover, he teases you by sliding his entire length in, and then all the way out again.

As you are impaled on his body you squirm and cum with Poe deep inside of you. Your own orgasms trigger his own release, but you are gripped onto him too tight and he can't pull out in time.

He cums inside of you, the warm sensation is unfamiliar because you have never let anyone inside of your body unprotected.

"That felt amazing". Poe confesses as he passionately kisses you and pulls his soft cock out of your body. "I'm sorry about the mess, I really tried to pull out".

"Don't worry about it". You tell him with a nervous laugh.

He gets you a towel and helps you clean up, soon after he rolls over and falls asleep.

Well, you thought he was asleep.....

"Can I put my arm around you?" Poe whispers softly.

"Sure, go ahead". You reply, smiling a little.

The two of you fall asleep spooning, he's the little spoon with his arm wrapped around you, with his face resting on your back.

The entire experience feels very warm, intimate and tender. You're a little surprised by how soft and affectionate Poe is.

The next morning both of you wake up with horrible hangovers. Poe gets up and cooks a simple breakfast of waffles and toast, not only is he the best pilot in the resistance but he's also an excellent cook.

You are enjoying your meal despite the awkward silence that has suddenly developed between the two of you.

You've crawled back into that shell that adult beverages had liberated you from temporarily.

Despite the fact that you enjoyed yourself the previous night you still feel ashamed and somewhat dirty from the encounter.

You've never done anything like that before with anyone, let alone the leader of the squadron.

What was everyone else going to say if they found out?

"Your secret is safe with me". Poe assures you, leaning over and kissing you on the forehead. "I won't kiss and tell".

"I've just never done anything like that before". You tell him, smiling weakly. "When I'm drunk I'm a different woman".

"If you feel like I took advantage of you I'm truly sorry". Poe continues, his smile fading. "I just got carried away in the moment".

"Oh no, I wanted it to happen". You reply quickly, your weak smile coming back. "And it was magical, you were very respectful and it felt great".

With those parting words you get dressed and walk home. You bump into your friend, birthday girl Yasmela, in the hangar later that afternoon when you are doing routine maintenance on your X wing.

"Everyone saw you leave the party with Poe". Yasmela teases, a bright smile appearing on her face. "Tell me every raunchy detail".

"Poe walked me home, I passed out on my sofa, the end". You lie, your face getting slightly flushed from anger.

"Salemm saw you doing the walk of shame this morning". Yasmela continues, a mischievous glint appearing in her eyes.

"Just fucking stop it! Okay!" You snap, displaying a rare flash of anger. "Absolutely nothing happened between us! End of story".

Yasmela looks slightly taken aback by your outburst. But she soon smiles and says,

"Okaaaay, y/n, I get it, I'll be leaving now".

Your friend slinks off into the crowded, noisy hangar. You know for a fact that she doesn't believe you, and that she will do her best to find out what truly happened.

Flash forward back to six weeks after your encounter with Poe. After experiencing sore breasts, morning sickness and terrible mood swings you reluctantly take a home pregnancy test and discover that it's indeed positive.

You're terrified, and you have no idea how your secret can be kept now.

End of part 1

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darkromanceblackburn · 4 years ago

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Chromeskull falling for the reader whose a Burlesque Dancer who wears a revealing Bride of Frankenstein costume that shows off childhood scars that have tattoos to look like stitches over them.

Chromeskull x Reader- Freakish Proposition

Authors Note: Writing again for my 6′7 tall husband....and also trying to get back into the writing game more.

Warning: None

Words: 2.1k

Jesse Cromeans was an extrovert by any means and the nature of his business got him into all type of places, especially exclusive clubs varying from classy snobby ones to stripper nightclubs to the more unusual ones, so no wonder that Halloween was to be spent into a night of fine alcohol and possibly some piggy hunting into these nightclubs.

Halloween meant that he could be more of Chromeskull and less Jesse Cromeans, wearing the chromed skull mask was giving him a boost of power and confidence, not like he really needed it, but for Jesse there was never enough, call him a greedy bastard, but that's how you get successful and respected into the world of the rich and nasty.

Humans were like animals in Jesse's opinion, even him, but here depends on what animal you are according to the food chain, and Jesse was definitely an apex predator and what does a predator do? Stalk piggies and tear them apart, limb by limb.

Nightclubs were the perfect environment for piggies, especially the exclusive ones because all piggies had to do to get a free ticket inside was flash some skin, push their chest out, and bat their eyelashes, looking for a fat walking wallet full of money to support their needs. They didn't care who it was as long as they were buying the piggy the last Gucci purse and gifted them a Porsche for their birthday.

It was the cruel reality of what relationships were like nowadays; there was no such thing as love, it was all business under the facade of sweet-talking and arms holding. Jesse didn't mind cruelty, it was one of his top characteristics, one that gained him his status in society; no wonder men wanted to be in his Oxford shoes and women to choke on his cock in an attempt to get a fancy dinner and a bottle of Moet.

He loved the dim-lit nightclubs, he was accustomed to the eerie vibe it gave, after all, the most interesting part of his life happened at night, and the fact that everyone's attention was pulled on the highlighted stage gave him the opportunity to observe more; more piggies to kill and from the audience sitting at the tables, close to the old geezers, he had plenty to choose from.

The show was about to start in 15 minutes, so he took his time, a waitress coming to deliver a bottle of Lagavulin, a whiskey glass, and a small bucket of ice. She poured Jesse the expensive liquor into the crystal glass, adding two cubs of ice, and he was more than amused when she tried to flash him a view of her cleavage; desperate piggy.

He could see from behind the mask how the other piggies observed; they were predators too in a way, but cheaper ones, their eyes always scanning what the men ordered because that showed how much money they had.

You don't just simply go to a man who orders one glass of cheap vodka over one who had a whole bottle of a 16-year-old fine whiskey.

Tattooed hands pulled the chromed mask off, and from the corner of his eyes, he could read the disgust on the piggies across the room as they took in his scarred face. He got used to such reactions, but flash a stack of money in their faces and the botoxed bimbos will be on their knees, worshipping his cock.

Jesse wondered how their lips would look cut off and showed up their loose cunts, while their eyes would be filled with tears, blood pouring out of each cut on their caked up skin, each cut deeper than the last.

He was pulled out of his sadistic daydream by a voice announcing that the show will start in 10 seconds and a chorus of applause followed as the red curtain drapes moved to each side, the slow jazz music started as did the girls on the stage started their dancing.

One girl, in particular, pulled on Jesse's attention, unlike the other females, her attire and make-up were different, declaring that she was the lead one, and his assumptions were approved as she started to sing, or better said, you started to sing, the slow beat of the music picking up speed as did the sensual moves.

Unlike the other dancers who wore white, your attire was as black as night, with lace details, a tight corset that made the bald man feel jealous. Most would say that your outfit was skimpy, but that's how the burlesque dancers were supposed to be dressed; sexy, sensual, and very appealing to the eye, and God how much you caught Mr. Cromeans brown eye.

Not only were you a vixen in black lace, but also very adorable, your smile and sparkling eyes showing that you were genuine having the time of your life. Jesse is a very observant man and couldn't ignore the tattoo sleeves down your arms; red and black roses are adorned by delicate barbed wire representing stitches.

If Jesse knew something very well, it was the ink on the skin and could identify scars under the intricate designs, and sure as hell, you were hiding quite a lot for such a delicate, little thing; well, everything was little compared to his intimidating height. It was very unusual to see scars nowadays on women; maybe you had a toxic and abusive relationship, maybe a destructive childhood?

He was getting curious and not even the depraved looks from the piggies around him got his attention, and that said something because he wasn't on to pass up the opportunity to slaughter some beef. He was more interested in the little ghoul on the stage; you finished your performance and bowed with a grin, waving around, the audience clapping and some wolf-whistling, the scarlet curtain falling down and hiding the stage.

Taking one sip of his whiskey, he saw you march up to the bar in a happy skip like you didn't have a care in the whole world. He snapped his fingers and motioned for the waitress to come to him which she happily did.

"What can I do for you, Sir?" she asked, batting her eyelashes, not at all impressing Jesse.

'Her. Tell her to come over here.' he typed on the phone then showed the waitress, who dropped her sugar-sweet attitude and rolled her eyes.

Note: Hang the waitress by her guts later.

You were ready to get a drink for yourself too after the performance, but someone tapped you on the shoulder. Turning around you saw it was Tina, who had a scowl on her face.

"That bald guy over there wants to talk with you." she told you, then just like that left. You furrowed your eyebrows and finally, your gaze landed on the said man, who motioned for you with a curled finger to come to him.

Curiosity took over you and you moved over to him.

"Yes? May I help you?" you asked and you noticed that he was typing on the phone, then an electronic voice startled you.

'Sit down. I could use some company.'

Well, that certainly took you by surprise; one that he wanted your company when he could get any waitress or glamorous trophy girl from this nightclub, and two...He was mute....That or either he was some weirdo who hated to talk.

You did as he wanted, taking a seat across from him, looking down at your hands, not knowing exactly what to discuss with him, not to mention he didn't even tell you his name, so you decided to start with that, introducing yourself.

'Jesse Cromeans, a pleasure to meet you, little ghoul.' you really needed to get used to that spooky electronic voice from his phone.

"Actually, I was supposed to be Frankensteins Bride, but it turned out to be more of a ghoul." you said with a nervous chuckle, which he returned with a smirk, one that seemed to suit him, despite the scars he had, he was...unique; not necessarily handsome or drop-dead beautiful, but he had that specific charisma that drew people in like an aphrodisiac.

'And where is your Frankenstein?' You had to stifle a laugh at his humorous question, so might as feel continue to entertain him.

"Probably in a coffin." you answered, making Jesse's smirk devilish so like you said something very appealing and familiar.

"Seriously, no. No undead husband or boyfriend." you said, licking your dry lips. You really needed a drink and like Jesse could read body language he called upon the waitress again, and you ordered your favorite.

'White Russian? I pictured you more of a Bloody Mary.'

Again, you smiled and laughed.

"Not a fan of tomato juice. If I had to choose a red drink, maybe cherry or strawberry." you responded.

Although your answers seemed all casual and not even flirty, to Jesse they triggered the killer side, because when you're a very sleek serial killer like Chromeskull, you got a dark sense of humor.

'Performing again next weekend?'

"No. This was just a one-time thing, I'm not exactly a showgirl and if I'm gonna be honest the only reason I was so relaxed was because of the make-up that made me look like a monster girl." you answered, taking a sip of your drink.

'If not a showgirl, then what?'

Jesse was simply curious; if she wasn't a performer here then with what was she filling her time, what did she worked as?

"I am studying medicine, but it's not exactly the path I've wanted." you said with a sigh, your cheerful mood dropping.

'Interesting. The medicine you say? And why did you choose it if you don't like it?'

"No, no! I like...well, liked it, but let's say it's not cheap to stay for so many years in college and I don't wanna burden my parents with the taxes that are way out of their limit."

A good-hearted piggy? That was something new.

'How did you managed to get so far if you say the taxes are way over your budget?'

He was pretty much dissecting her, he wanted to know more; and it wouldn't really surprise him if she said that she did unorthodox things for money, most girls in college do.

"Well, when I finished high-school I went to military school and went for two years in Afganistan, but you know...not the perfect environment for a small girl like me so I came back to try something else. I chose medicine, I was really curious about it, and with the money from the military years, I managed to pay my taxes until now.

Military? That would explain the scars, you don't need to be a detective to put the pieces together.

'Now?'

"Now? I work three jobs; at a library, as a waitress for a kids' restaurant, and recently here, but I think I'm gonna pass....Skimpy clothes aren't my cup of tea." you said, pulling out a pack of cigarettes, putting one between red-painted lips, only to be snatched away by Jesse.

You looked at him with a dumbfounded look.

'Talk. Smoking later.'

You sighed, not in the mood to make a scene over a cigarette, plus he seemed like the type who will have his way no matter what.

"What else do you want to know?"

'Amuse me.'

You snorted at that.

"What do you want me to juggle with knives?" you asked in a sassy tone.

Oh, piggy....That would definitely be entertaining.

'I have a proposition for you. If it's really your dream to be a surgeon and dissect people, I can help you get through with taxes.'

"I'm not a prostitute, jerk." you quickly said, probably it was a bit rude, and in other circumstances, Jesse would have bend over the said person and decapitate said piggy, but he was more amused and gave you a silent laugh.

'As much as tempting that sounds, no. I can help you pay the taxes; I can offer you a decent job that won't involve parading for old geezers...but if you want to spice things up I won't deny it.'

Was he really hitting on you?

"I didn't picture you for a philantroph." you responded, earning an arrogant smirk from Jesse, who lightened up the cigarette that he snatched from you, blowing a cloud of smoke in your direction.

'I can be many things, sugar....What do you say?'

Debating a little and looking down at your remaining drink in hand, you chose.

"I'm listening."

'Sweet. I knew you would see things my way.'

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