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the-irreverend · 3 months ago

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The Inferno Theory: The Chara Theory to End All Chara Theories

Here we are! Nine years of Undertale. And seeing how Chara is heavily associated with the number 9 (AND THAT TOBY FOX FINALLY TALKED ABOUT THEM), I can't think of a better way to celebrate the occasion than by dedicating this 5000-word-long theory about them? Y'all remember when people used to make long-ass theories about Chara? Yeah, they're coming back with a vengeance! To say I have a colossal hyperfixation is a massive understatement. No character in all of fiction has had a bigger impact on my life than this little rose-cheeked, cocoa-addicted freak. I’ve been a Chara fan for as long as I’ve been an Undertale fan, and you can bet that my understanding of them has changed a lot since. And now I have the pleasure of sharing said understandings with y’all!

Once upon a time, there was an aroace autistic who, like most of y’all, had a very unhealthy obsession with Undertale. And unlike most of you, he thought the Genocide Route was really fun. Most fans talk about how unhappy they felt killing everyone, but for me, I felt like a polar bear at a baby harp seal convention. I got a disturbing level of happiness out of turning everyone to dust. Hell, the only unhappiness I felt was when I couldn’t turn Monster Kid to dust.

Oh well, at least I got a good consolation prize!

I was one sadistic son of a gun, and so I was even more delighted to find out I had a secret admirer/partner-in-crime and that they joined in on the fun because I was such a goshdarn inspiration to them. Not wishing to disappoint my self-appointed partner, I erased the world without a second thought, eagerly awaiting what we might get to do together.

So you can guess I was pretty taken aback when, instead of a warm welcome, they started lecturing me about how I couldn’t accept the world’s destruction and that I was the one fully responsible for it (even though they were eager to take credit for it earlier). I didn’t think much of it at first. Initially, I just thought that they were just irritated that I was undoing what we had worked so hard to accomplish.

But as this game taught me time after time, you should never trust your first impressions. Those first impressions would crumble to dust when they said this.

To say I was completely baffled is an understatement. Why the hell would this prepubescent genocidal maniac be so obsessed over whether or not I think I’m above consequences? So obsessed to the point they would tell me to go to hell if I told them no? It was at that moment I realized there was something more to this character than meets the eye. But for a long time, I couldn’t seem to figure out what that something was. And it didn’t seem like anyone could figure that out either.

I’m very much a veteran of the fan wars that have emerged surrounding Chara. In fact, one might even say I am a deserter of sorts, as I am a former member of the Chara Defence Squad, Offense Squad, and Neutralist Squad. But I’m not gonna be a stuck-up and say everyone’s a canon-ignoring idiot except for me and that I’m the only one who knows what Toby Fox intended Chara to be. Even though I ended up with a very different take than yours (and will certainly argue why it’s the best), I owe you all your discussions a huge debt, and I wouldn’t be here if I hadn’t gotten invested in your interpretations, to begin with. Not to mention that, contrary to what some may argue, you’ve made some valid points to complement them.

And while the debate that resulted from Chara’s ambiguous morality has led to a lot of controversy and even toxicity, it has also been a source of some FANTASTIC CONTENT. Like seriously, would we have gotten those badass renditions of Stronger Than You if no one thought Chara was an awful person? Would we have gotten Man on the Internet’s beautiful rendition of Star if no one thought Chara was a good person (turned awful)?

It would be utter hypocrisy for me to ask of you to approach me and my arguments (or anyone who accepts them) with understanding and good faith only to then not do the same to anyone who doesn’t agree with me. In this theory, I will definitely argue why some points made about Chara are flawed; points that you might hold yourself. But that doesn’t automatically mean that you (or your takes) are intellectually or morally inferior to mine. And besides, I’m not Toby Fox.

So with that said, why did I eventually came to disagree with pretty much everyone about Chara? Because, one way or another, I couldn’t find a take that clicked with me personally as I felt there were various inconsistencies and issues holding them back. I looked at YouTube videos, subreddits, Tumblr essays, Twitter threads, and even forums on the Steam Community. But I couldn’t really find what I thought were satisfactory answers to the questions I had about Chara’s motivations, role in the game, and relationship with the player.

And then, one day, I found those answers. It all happened when I asked myself: “What if Chara didn’t turn against me… because they were always against me from the start?!”

I don’t mean that Chara only saw you as a means to an end. I mean that YOU were the end. What if Chara didn’t use you so they could screw over the monsters but they used the monsters so they could screw over YOU.

You probably think I’m insane, don’t you? And you’re right! I AM INSANE! AND SO IS THIS WHOLE DAMN THEORY!!! But somehow, someway, it just works!! And I’ll show you why and how!!!

What you are about to read is the culmination of six years of reading and critiquing Chara takes and theories of every kind and quality, whether it be Judgement Boy’s Who is the Real Villain of Undertale to Wandydoodles’ Oblivion Theory. Six years of examining the arguments and counterarguments of Chara defenders, offenders, and neutralists alike. Six years of looking in every corner of the UTDR fandom. From the tranquil lands of Quora. To the dark recesses of Reddit. To the intellectual wastelands of Twitter. To the fiery hellsite of Tumblr. So, without further ado, get ready for some of the most pure, unadulterated, high-octane, universe-collapsing neurodivergence you’ve ever seen in your life!!!!!

Part 1: The demonic heritage of the "demon who comes when people call its name".

Have you ever had one of those moments where you’ve asked yourself, “What the actual hell is this guy talking about?” I bet you’re having that moment right now. Everything about their character post-death, including their motives, their methods, and their relationship with you, is perfectly reflected in one of their most famous (or rather infamous) lines:

When most people hear the word demon, the first thing that comes to mind is a being made of pure evil whose only purpose in life is to destroy all things good in the world. Right?

Well, yes, but actually, no. It’s a little more complicated than that. To argue that Chara is a demon because they’re simply “an evil little twerp that enjoys being evil” doesn’t do them or their role in Undertale justice (although that hasn’t stopped people from trying to argue that). To understand why calling themselves a demon is EXTREMELY important, we need to dive into the wonderful (and totally not controversial) world of religious beliefs!

In ancient and modern religions, demons are a little more complex than just ethereal jackasses with a vendetta against virtue and righteousness. Though they vary from faith to faith, most demons have a specific set of qualities and tropes that make them integral to whatever faith they’re in. You also see these demonic qualities in fiction that’s derived or inspired by religions, and since Undertale’s lore and worldbuilding have a heavy emphasis on the spiritual and divine, you can see them in Chara. Since Undertale is a game of “Western” origin, you can definitely see they share qualities that are all too familiar with devils of “Western” religions. In classic devil fashion, they target those with weak integrities or suspect morals; they tempt you with the promise of fulfilling your desires at your and everyone else’s expense; they’re able to control your body as you grow their power through your sins, and hell, they even do the thing where they make a deal for your soul. Also...

But though it's evident that Chara encourages you to do “evil,” THEY THEMSELVES are not responsible for it. Yes, Chara encouraged you to kill, but YOU are the one who acted on those encouragements. In fact, YOU are the one who encouraged THEM to help you out! They walked down the dark path with you, but you didn’t really give them anywhere else they could walk. You had all the power and every chance to turn back and no reason to keep walking. And yet you persisted.

But that does beg the question, why did you walk it at all? What could possibly inspire you to give all of these characters happiness, satisfaction, and peace and then rip it all away? Because you decided that giving everyone the most satisfying ending was not satisfying enough for you. Because there was more that you could experience for yourself, even if it meant making everyone else experience something absolutely horrific. It wasn’t enough for you to fill the glass only halfway. You needed to fill it to the brim. You wanted to reach the absolute. Even if doing the Genocide Run was a bad experience for you, you CANNOT deny it was a fulfilling one. And Chara knows it, too. It ain’t exactly a coincidence that fulfillment and fullness are recurring motifs in Chara’s character.

Like all demons, Chara is able to tempt the wicked and sinful by targeting our greatest weaknesses and deficiencies. It’s no different from how Succubi and Incubi target those who succumb to the sin of lust. That’s why you won’t go after my aroace ass anytime soon. But I digress.

But Chara doesn't just tempt us by exploiting our need to fill the glass to the brim but also because of how they exploit the satisfaction we get from watching it fill up, that is to say, the satisfaction that comes from trying to achieve fulfillment.

We humans are addicted to progression as much as we are to completion, and in an RPG like Undertale, the satisfaction of progression comes in the form of NUMBERS. Not just the numbers that flash on the screen when you battle enemies but also the ones that go up when you finish said enemies off, whether it be your hit points, experience points, and so on. And Undertale isn’t any ordinary RPG; it’s one where its RPG elements are interwoven into the fabric of the game’s universe. Because of that, Chara is able to use these elements in their world to influence those outside of it.

But Chara does not just influence us through the numbers that increase but also the ones that decrease. That’s why the first thing they do when we reach Snowdin is give us a tally.

It’s not just there to measure progress. It’s also there to incentivize us to keep progressing. It gives us a small dose of satisfaction that’s enough to distract us from the mundanity and misery of the murder run, like a loading bar on a loading screen. And just like with loading screens, the farther it progresses, the harder it gets to turn away. Why would you want all the lives you’ve taken and the stats you’ve gained to amount to nothing? Why would you want to hit reset and go through those brutal fights with Sans and Undyne again? You can’t empty out the glass, not when you’re that much closer to filling it to the brim. Speaking of Sans and Undyne, it’s quite interesting that even though they barely know you, they know exactly why you won’t take your foot off the pedal, so to speak.

But that’s not the only thing driving you, isn’t it? Chara knows that there was something else that was spurning you along. Something more powerful and more dangerous than your addiction to progression and completion: PRIDE.

Perhaps the real reason you kept giving in to sin until it was far too late was because you didn’t think it would be too late. You didn’t hold back because you thought you would be able to go back. You thought you could just absolve your sins with the press of a button like you did in countless worlds before. You thought you could dive in, touch the bottom, and come back out of the water. But what were you getting into? How deep would you have gone? And would you have gone in if you knew you couldn’t possibly return? You know you wouldn’t. And Chara knows it, too. That brings us back to the dialogue I showed you at the beginning of this theory. The one said changed everything I knew about this character, and I firmly believe that this is the MOST important line of dialogue in the entire franchise.

PART 2: THE PART WHERE I (PRETEND TO) DESTROY 9 YEARS OF ESTABLISHED FANON!

When I say that that little blurb about being above consequences is ABSOLUTELY ESSENTIAL, I do not say that lightly. It isn’t just important to Chara's character, but the game of Undertale as a whole! Anyone who’s serious about Chara’s character should never take this for granted because Chara sure as hell does not.

It’s not just our refusal to accept the world’s destruction that’s a huge-ass deal to Chara; it’s the arrogance and complacency that accompanies it, rooted in the position and privileges we have as the player. It matters to them so much that they’re willing to completely forgo bartering for our soul (which they say they want) if we don’t admit that we have that belief!

And yet, despite Chara taking this subject so seriously, the people who are analyzing their character ironically don’t. Generally speaking, most people simply brush this line off as nothing more than something they do to help them on their quest to achieve their goals. So, with that said, let’s talk about what those supposed goals actually are.

In all my years of reading and assessing countless Chara theories and interpretations, I’ve discovered that everyone actually agrees on what Chara's goals are. They just can’t agree on why they want them. Said goals are A) reach the absolute, B) max out their numbers/power, C) erase the world, and/or D) eradicate all monsters. But what if it’s actually the other way around? What if those things were the means to an end rather than the ends themselves?

What if the true goal of the “demon who comes when people call its name” was just like that of the demons of old: not to be your partner in crime, but to torment and punish you for your crimes? To make you face CONSEQUENCES!

I’m not making this argument simply because it makes Chara look more badass (though I think it totally does, lol). I firmly believe that Undertale’s post-Genocide content is written so that Chara’s character can only make sense if that was Chara’s goal from start to finish. Because if Chara’s endgame was any of those four I mentioned earlier, their character kinda falls apart because they're awfully inconsistent about fulfilling them. And those inconsistencies are evident in the Second Geno Ending.

Discrepancy 1) They say they will “appear time and time again” to help us “eradicate the enemy and become strong,” and yet they call us perverted for eradicating everyone time and time again.

You can argue that they didn’t want us to recreate the world in the first place and just move on to another world, but if so, why let us come back at all? And if it’s to get our soul, why do they keep around this world after we have it? This leads us to...

Discrepancy 2) They tell us to ERASE the world and move on to the next, and yet they allow us to restore it without a hitch after we give them our SOUL, seeing how there’s no black void when we start the game again.

If Chara was powerless to stop us from coming back, this wouldn’t be such a big deal. But they CLEARLY DEMONSTRATE that they’re able to stop the player from restoring the world, as seen in the first post-genocide ending. And yet they don’t use this power after the first time the world is erased (WHICH YOU WOULD THINK THEY WOULD WANT TO USE SINCE THEY WANT TO ERASE THE WORLD AND MOVE ON TO ANOTHER)! Seeing how the world is back again without us doing anything makes the restoration of the world like something that Chara CHOSE ON THEIR OWN VOLITION. And what makes this all the more damning is...

Discrepancy 3) They tell us they’re down bad for increasing our ATK, DEF, EXP, and LV to the max and erasing the world and everyone in it, and yet they TELL US TO DEVIATE FROM THE ONLY ROUTE THAT ACCOMPLISHES THAT (which, as stated before, they call us perverse for doing it again).

So, let me get something straight. You tell us you want to ”eradicate the enemy” and “ erase this pointless world,” and yet not only are you allowing us to undo all of that, you want us to do something INSTEAD OF THAT??? It’s funny how you lecture us about how we cannot accept the world’s destruction BECAUSE, APPARENTLY, YOU WON’T EITHER!!!!! Also, before I forget...

Discrepancy 4)

WHAT KIND OF MISANTHROPE DEDICATES THEIR WHOLE LIFE TO WIPING OUT HUMANITY, GETS GIFT-WRAPPED A CHANCE TO DO THAT, AND THEN JUST PASSES IT UP?!?!?!

On behalf of misanthropes everywhere, I am DEEPLY disappointed in you!

So it doesn’t matter if you believe Chara is always evil, good, or detached from morality entirely. Because Chara has the same goal across all versions, they all succumb to the same inconsistencies!

Funny how most people see them as this embodiment of the addictive nature of levelling up and consuming everything in a piece of media and all that jazz WHEN THEY SEEM TO CASUALLY GIVE UP ON IT!!!!!!

And if you argue they want a Soulless Pacifist Run when they suggest “another path,” then ask yourself, what does that give them that a Genocide Run doesn’t? Keep in mind, aside from a scribbled-out photograph, we don’t see how many monsters or humans they killed besides the main characters or how much power and stats they gained from it. And it’s not like we see them erase the world afterward since only the genocide run has that infamous wall of red 9s. Not to mention, the genocide run is the most secure way of accomplishing their goals since they have the backing of the player. Not only that, but it’s also the safest and most efficient way to erase everyone and increase stats to the fullest, and we all know how Chara feels about efficiency.

So Chara has no reason to pick the Soulless pacifist ending over the Genocide Run if they want to achieve their end of increasing numbers and consuming the world… unless those things were a means to an end rather than ends themselves.

Indeed it is coming together! That’s the other reason their statement, “You think you’re above consequences,” is so damn important! They’re not telling us why we sinned, but it reveals they intend to make us suffer for those sins, and how.

That’s why Chara is seemingly so inconsistent about erasing the world. Because it was never about the world. It was all about YOU.

[SIDE NOTE: I’m sure many of you will point out that if Chara wanted us to get a Soulless ending in this world, then why would they encourage us to “move on to the next?” I don’t think this is too big an issue for two reasons. First, this line is meant to emphasize that, like all demons, Chara is inescapable and that no matter what world you go to (within their own universe), Chara will always follow you now that you’ve unleashed them. Second, because their goal concerns us and not the world they’re a part of, their character avoids the aforementioned inconsistencies that hamper the other Chara theories much more severely, in my opinion.]

Part 3: Contrapasso

Now I’m sure some of y’all might think that Chara doesn’t need to yearn for our torment to achieve the impact of the Soulless ending and that just because Chara is a demon doesn’t automatically mean they need to screw us over. You are right in that not everyone who makes a Faustian Bargain needs to have malicious intentions toward the people they’re taking advantage of (Kuybey from Madoka Magica is a great example of that). But Chara does need it! Not only does it make their character more narratively cohesive, but also makes their character more thematically impactful. And it’s more in tune with their demonic nature for them to want to torment us.

Because demons represent something more terrifying than evil itself. They represent the terrible price of embracing it, a price that all evildoers fear more than anything, and that all demons want seek to inflict upon us. Like most demons, Chara isn’t encouraging us to sin to fill the emptiness in our soul (or even their own). They did it to perpetuate that torturously empty and unfulfilled state for all eternity, a state which even themselves now endure.

Now, you’ve probably noticed that I’ve talked a lot about the themes of fulfillment and emptiness, and it’s for a good reason since those themes are heavily featured in Undertale. I mean, how could it not? Because concepts of demons, hell, and sins (which are explicitly mentioned in the game) are deeply intertwined with the concept of emptiness. The theologian Thomas Aquinas once defined evil as not a presence but as an absence (of that which is good). Darkness is the absence of light; war is the absence of peace; bigotry is the absence of tolerance; pride is the absence of humility, etc. You see this reflected in not just Christian theology but also fiction as a whole, as a lot of villains are motivated by a desire to obtain something that they believe can’t be without. Whether it be wealth, status, recognition, power, the death of an individual, or even just sadistic pleasure.

Since demons are beings that are inseparable from evil itself, the life of a demon is forever cursed by unceasing and unbearable emptiness. Hell, the word damnation originated from the Latin word damnum, which literally means loss! They’re not exactly partying in hell while your immortal soul is being slow-roasted for eternity. They’re burning in that lake of fire and brimstone along with you! They can’t end their damnation, not because they don’t want to but because they simply can’t. They’re fated to be bereft of the satisfaction or fulfillment found in Heaven or Earth, a fate that is worse than death in every sense of the word, especially since they can’t experience death anymore. Because of that, a demon embodies what is perhaps the most terrifying form of evil of all: not one rooted in a desire to rid the emptiness and unfulfillment within themselves, but a desire to inflict them upon others. Because as a wise philosopher once said:

We see this horrific state of mutually assured suffering everywhere across fiction. From goofy, lighthearted tokusatsu's...

...to nightmarish sci-fi dystopias...

...to a little indie game made 9 years ago.

Oh yeah. Don’t think I was gonna talk about emptiness without mentioning everyone’s favourite homicidal fauna-turned-flora, especially not with lines like this.

Take one to know one! And it can’t be a coincidence that the game emphasizes the theme of emptiness when giving the spotlight to the three characters that have committed the most “evil”: Flowey/Asriel, Chara, and YOU.

Quite the unholy trinity going on here, eh? It truly is fascinating how the emptiness led us to work with each other to exterminate all monsters. And it’s also interesting how the unique kind of emptiness we have eventually led us to work against each other. Whether it be Flowey wishing to preserve his sentimentality for his long-gone sibling, us players wanting to maintain our (perverted) sentimentality for the world of Undertale, or Chara weaponizing these sentimentalities to exact their misanthropic hatred.

Remember how I said that Chara was a lousy misanthrope because they keep letting us bring back the humans they wanted annihilated when they were alive? That does make them a lousy misanthrope… unless their misanthropy found a higher priority target: YOU!!!!! Chara’s desire to torment us didn’t come out of thin air. The same hatred that drove them to wipe out the humans of their world years ago is the same hatred that’s driving them to get at the humans of our world, even if it means destroying those who once embraced them. And now, that hatred is more potent and destructive than ever before, so much so that it’s no wonder Toriel was able to feel it when she endured that fatal blow after the Geno Run began.

Do you think witnessing what soullessness did to sweet little Asriel wasn’t already terrifying and tragic enough? Just try to imagine what it could‘ve done to a vengeful, traumatized, chocolate-addicted problem child so consumed by hatred that they poisoned themselves just for a chance to wipe out their own kind. All of that hatred of humanity is still alive and well, and now it has no humanity to hold it back.

And what could be a more fitting target for a MISANTHROPE that calls themselves a DEMON… than a HUMAN that wants to play GOD?

After all, the only thing demons love more than tormenting mortals is warring with Gods.

Why else do you think that Chara winks right at you if we make Frisk stay with Toriel? Because that’s who the Soulless Ending was meant for. It’s when they’re finally able to unleash all that animosity and hatred that’s been lurking behind that smile ever since we killed everyone in the Ruins. It’s the moment that they’ve been patiently waiting for because they knew that’s when it would hit you the hardest.

And what makes the Soulless Pacifist Ending very special compared to other “bad endings” isn’t simply because they destroy those we pretend to care about (may I remind you that you did do the genocide run, after all). But they destroy something much more valuable to us as the players: OUR OMNIPOTENCE. Chara doesn’t destroy people for the sake of destroying them. But because in doing so they destroy our arrogant belief that nothing could possibly challenge the invisibility and invulnerability we players take for granted.

It's all too human that those with the most power are the least willing to lose it (or even take responsibility for it). And in a world where we should have absolute power, we thought there would be no consequences for abusing it. So what could be a more fitting and frightful punishment than having to actually face them? Missing out on the best ending in a video game is one thing. But to forever lose the power to achieve it ever again?! Now that’s terrifying!

Throughout myth, legend, and religion, sinners are often punished in a way befitting of the sin they’ve committed. In Greek Mythology, Tantalus was damned for trying to feed the Gods the flesh of his murdered son with eternal hunger and thirst despite being within arm’s reach of water and food. In Dante’s Inferno, those who succumb to wrath are forever doomed to fight each other in a river of mud. And since Undertale is no stranger to concepts such as hell, sins, and demons, you can damn well be sure that there’s going to be damnation fitting for the sins that drove you to complete the genocide run.

You completed the Genocide Run because you believed ending their lives would be fulfilling. Now, you can no longer get any fulfillment out of saving their lives.

I mean, where else can you get your precious fulfillment? Those paltry neutral endings? They only offer a fraction of what the pacifist ending offered. And the genocide ending has been drained of its satisfaction like the pacifist! Would you do all that tedious grinding and brutal boss fights just to hear your so-called “partner” lecture you again on perverted sentimentality and say you should choose another path, even though there’s nothing that they could offer? Of course not. In the end, you’re just like poor Tantalus agonizing in the pits of Tartarus, feeling the water vanish from his hands just before it touches his lips.

The ultimate triumph of Chara isn’t making you suffer a total defeat, but perhaps something much worse to you as a gamer: a pyrrhic victory. It’s like having a Twinkie that's been drained of the creamy center. Everything is still there except the thing you treasure most. You’re damned to play a challenge forever deprived of any and all fulfillment you once got from it, a satisfying journey that will always be doomed to reach a dissatisfying destination.

In the end, Chara leaves you with the world exactly as they described it the first time they met you face-to-face: POINTLESS.

You can have the world exactly as it was before (and the people within it). But in the end, Chara will always have the last laugh.

Figuratively and literally.

Welcome to hell!

Part 4: Why Consequences Matter

Woooooo!!! Man, that was quite the read, wasn’t it? And yeah, I wasn't kidding when I said this is going to be autistic as all hell! I don’t doubt you have a lot of thoughts in your mind, and then you’re gonna share them by the time you’re finished reading this post. Some of you might think this is the Chara theory to end Chara theories. Some of you believe that this is the worst thing that has happened to this fandom since Sebastian Wolff. Some of y’all, I’m whitewashing them because I argue they’re driven by a desire to punish the wicked by any means necessary. Some will think I’m demonizing them because I say that they’re, well, a demon.

[SIDE NOTE: Just so I don’t miscommunicate what I believe about Chara’s morality, here are some key points to take away from this theory. A) Chara sought to make you pay for the evil you committed. In fact, the idea that the Soulless Ending is Chara punishing our sins has been around for a while, especially by those who think Chara was “corrupted. B) However, in this theory, Chara's actions are all done with the intent of accomplishing that goal. This means that Chara was aware of what they were doing, they wanted to do it, and that THEY KNEW IT WAS EVIL. C) But you still have to remember that Chara is also A LITERAL CHILD. And D) They’re a child who endured a great deal of hardship (and possibly trauma), which made them so embittered and vengeful. Also, E) Remember that they’re also soulless, just like Asriel when he was Flowey.]

But I think most of you were gonna look at this interpretation of Chara and feel the same thing that I have about most of yours: a take that’s not without issues, but not without a fair bit of interesting points.

But regardless of what you think of this theory overall, there’s one thing I won’t leave up for debate: I deeply treasure Chara’s character. Not just because I think they’re fun, cool, or interesting but also because I firmly believe they’re invaluable Undertale. And yet, at the same time, I think they’re severely undervalued by the fandom. And who can blame them?

The characters of Undertale speak very little of Chara, and Chara speaks for themselves even less. But just like Johan Liebert from the anime Monster, even though they’re not seen too often, they still manage to exert a massive presence and impact within Undertale’s narrative. And that presence is made all the more impactful because they perfectly represent the themes of the narrative: and that theme is CONSEQUENCES, or more accurately, the CONSEQUENCES OF VIOLENCE.

From the violence that drove Chara to climb Mt Ebott to the violence their brother Asriel inflicted in hopes of being with them forever. From something as grand as a war between two civilizations to something as small as dismembering a snowman. Everywhere you look, you will see that violence (and its repercussions) haunts the story and characters of Undertale. But what makes Undertale stand out from other media that tackles this subject is that it’s not just an integral part of its narrative but also its metanarrative. The most ingenious way it does this is by giving meaning to the actions/mechanics that we take for granted, specifically monster encounters.

Our Lord and Saviour Toby Fox said it best:

Because the monsters of Undetale are treated as something more than just enemies to be killed, there are going to be consequences for choosing to kill them away. Some argue that it goes too far in how it admonishes you for killing even a single monster, even to the point of being preachy (I’m looking at you, ScottFalco, but that’s a response for another day).

That argument is deeply flawed because it fails to account for the fact that without these ramifications, the game’s themes would be rendered null and void. The last thing that a game with a narrative centred around the consequences of violence can afford to do is afford you the luxury of avoiding them. And that principle especially applies if you dare to choose nothing BUT violence. //////If you were to bring them all back as if nothing happened, then your decision to commit genocide would be completely meaningless, which would totally disservice Undertale themes regarding violence. There needs to be consequences. LASTING CONSEQUENCES. Undertale can’t drive home its messages and them without lasting consequences. Undertale can’t deliver those consequences without Chara in the driver’s seat. And Chara’s character can only be at their most narratively cohesive and thematically impactful if seeking to make us suffer consequences was their intended destination.

Regardless of whatever detail about Chara you’re discussing or what side of the discussion you’re on, one thing is very clear: they’re absolutely essential to Undertale in the same way that Mephistopheles is essential to Faust, the Cenobites are essential to Hellraiser, and Kuybey is essential to Madoka Magica. And they’re the only ones with the means, motives, and deep-seated misanthropy to hold this whole damn game together.

Sans is right. We deserve to be burning in hell for what we did to those poor monsters. And I can't think of anyone more qualified to have us humans “burning in hell” than a self-proclaimed demon with a seething hatred of humanity.

And how fitting is it that the skeleton who judges our sins is followed by a human child who punishes us for them?

BUT HEY, THAT'S JUST A THEORY!

A CHARA THEORY!

THANKS FOR READING!

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secretkinkz · 2 months ago

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I'm requesting a father Sukuna and Sukuna's daughter's best friend, Y/N. Sukuna looks at their thighs, low-cut top, and other things during the day and when Y/N's friend is asleep they go to the kitchen to get something to eat and they notice Sukuna sitting at the kitchen table doing work and Y/N's tries to tease him but it backfires. [PS love your work. Hope you are still writing. Much love!]

A/n: OMG, I can't even tell how long it's been since you requested this. I'm so sorry, I didn't know I even HAD submissions! I've been gone for a while but here, I did my best <3

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P s. Y'all don't think too much Abt the age. Literally. Don't. It might not make sense.

Modern AU

Warnings: Age gap (19/32), broken girl code, spitting, spanking, gagging, choking, hair pulling, male oral and, fem oral.

Enjoy~

So fucking rude, but he's fucking sexy. God, I can't stand him.

You stare at Sukuna from across the room as he stands in the kitchen, leaning against the counter, his back turned doing God knows what on his phone.

You were over to see Yuromi, his daughter, your best friend. Well, to be honest. You wanted to see him, you've only known Yuromi for 6 months, yesterday you met her dad.

It was your birthday party, her dad dropped her off and you were introduced to him. He nonchalantly nodded and drove off after telling his 21 year old daughter to be safe.

Yeah, she still lives with her dad, because she was afraid of the real world.

Yuromi had always been spoiled and clearly pampered by her father so she was afraid of leaving the house and he was completely fine with that. He was a single father so he doesn't have a reason to deny her.

But seriously, you were interested in him but Yuromi would be pissed if you actually tried him out. Would she? Then again, she was adopted. Sukuna adopted her when she was 10.

God, you wanted him though. To just fuck him, let him bend you over the counter and go balls deep.

His rough voice saying the most disgusting things that would leave you dripping for him. Fuck.

You had a chance, you often caught Sukuna staring at you. So you wore revealing clothes every time you went over. He would watch your ass whenever you bend over, sometimes you'd part your legs so he could see the lace panties you wore.

You squeeze your legs together just thinking about it.

"Hey, come on. Stop ignoring me.." Yuromi cocked her eyebrows, crossing her arms.

"It's late, sorry I'm tired." I mumbled.

"Shit, it is 1 am. Let's go to bed." She stood up from the couching and stretched.

"I'm going to bed dad, goodnight." She went over and hugged him, his kissed her forehead. "Sleep well." He said, as she smiled.

"Don't overwork yourself."

We went upstairs to her room. "Okay, in the morning we'll go to the concert. God, I can't wait." She squealed, hugging you.

You chuckled, she was excited over a classical show. Beethoven's fur Elise, would be performed.

"Alright, I'll wake you up." You waved as you went into the room next to hers..

It was only an hour later when you got hungry, so you decided to go downstairs.

To your surprise, Sukuna was sitting at the table on his laptop.

You slowed down and stared at him for a moment before going into the kitchen. "Don't mind me." You whispered, grabbing a water bottle instead before moving to the table.

"What do you want?" He asked, picking up his pen. "Nothing..." You lean forward, letting your oversized tank top shift a little.

"You know for someone who's only known me for less than 3 months, you sure are comfortable wearing those clothes around my house." He said coldly, meeting your gaze. You nearly melt seeing his intense glare.

"I'm sorry, I'll dress better." You run lick your lips and watch hima s he writes whatever's on his laptop down. "Do you need anything?"

He growls lowly, clearly becoming frustrated.

"Actually, yes.. I'd like to get to know you. Since, you're my best friend's father."

He removed his glasses and looked up.

"What would you like to know?" He asks, making it noticeable that he wasn't interested.

"What are your hobbies, What do you like to eat, your taste in women-"

"If you're only hanging with my daughter just to get at me, I suggest you stop."

"What? Of course not, I love Yuromi. But.." you rhb your feet against his leg.

"It wouldn't hurt wanting her dad."

Sukuna stared at you as you stood up, moving behind him. You place your hands on his shoulders, brushing your lips against his ear.

"You're playing a dangerous game girl."

"I like to play risky sometimes."

Sukuna gripped your wrist and slammed you against the table, pressing his bulge against your ass. "Let's see how long you'll be willing to."

He kicked your legs apart and lifted your shirt. "No panties? So you're used to quickies huh?"

"No, I barely have sex. Why, are you jealous?"

Sukuna slaps your ass, gripping it firmly. "I'm far too grown to be jealous."

You gasp feeling his cold fingers slip between your lips. His free hand reaching under your shirt and gripping your breast. You bite your lips, surpressing your moans, his fingers curl hitting your sensitive spot.

"Whatever you say. you're moving like we have all day."

"I like to take my time, admire something before I make a mess of it."

Sukuna inserts another finger, spreading them apart. "Don't do that." You whine, bucking your hips. "This?"

He spreads them again, like he was stretching your pussy.

"You're practically riding my fingers right now."

You instantly stop moving your hips. "Perhaps you're out of touch, which is why you're taking years."

He smiles slightly as your insult.

Your eyes widened feeling a hot and burning sensation on your ass again, it doesn't stop as he strikes your ass again and again. "Let's see, if I'm out of touch."

Tear prick the end of your eyes as he rubs the painful area. Fuck it get so good. Sukuna thrusts his fingers into your mouth, gagging you as he thrusts them in and out.

Your eyes roll back as your throat grows hot. You struggle to pull back, Sukuna keeps his fingers buried deep. Not even caring that you were turning red and choking.

Feeling your hips twitch, he withdraws his fingers. You inhale, attempting to catch your breath. He collects the drool on the side of your mouth, using it to coat your nipples. You didn't think Sukuna was fucking Sadistic.

"Get on your knees."

You did as he ordered, leaning against the counter and you sat on your knees. You nearly choked on your salvia seeing his dick, it was fucking huge. You couldn't possibly take that.

The tip of his cock red and forming with precum, it was veiny and long.

"Open." But hearing his raspy voice order you around, that was impossible to reject.

You open your mouth, your hands barely wrapping around his length as you take the head into your mouth.

He grunts, watching you try and take all of it. "Shouldn't be greedy."

You glare at him and pull back, going back down and repeat. You eventually speed up, the sounds of your slurping and gagging on his girth is the only thing heard.

As if he'd grown impatient, he tangled his finger in your hair and began thrusting. Your head hitting the wall as he pins you against it. He growls and leans his head back. "Fuck."

You place your hands on his thigh, fighting the urge to finger yourself to his aggression.

Sukuna holds your head still as he slams his cock down your throat, groaning as if you two were the only ones in the house.

Thank God Yuromi was a heavy sleeper, she didn't even wake up to someone banging on her door.

"Shit, your mouth is pretty useful. I like that, the sound of you choking on my dick. It's better than you shamelessly flirting with me."

He slaps your face a few times, before pulling away.

You swallow his load, coughing slightly.

Sukuna grabbed you by the waist and placed you on the counter, spreading your legs.

He went between your legs, wasting no time to start sucking on your folds.

"Mm." You prop yourself up on your elbows and watch him, biting your lip.

"Yes.." Your eyes flutter, his thumb rubbing your clitoris in circular motions as he spits and smears it. So nasty, and filthy, he didn't care how messy he was, he was slurping your juices and enjoying every moment of it.

"Fuck, Suk-Sukuna... ohhh shit shit!" You squirm, gripping his hair as you arch your back off the counter. "Mm, fuck! Keep going, yes yes!" He speeds up, grabbing your legs and placing them on his shoulders as he pushes your knees against your chest.

"God! Mm fuck, baby!" You whimper, panting heavily as you chase your orgasm.

Your toes curls as your mouth falls open, stomach churning as your orgasm waves over you.

Sukuna pulls away, his tongue running over his lips.

He presses his dick against your entrance.

He hasn't even started fucking you yet and you were already tired and overstimulated. You couldn't even take the small steps, how could you possibly handle him fucking your brains out?

When he did start, you were gripping the edges of the counter moaning loudly as he slammed his hips into your ass.

"Fuckin' tight, shit I could fuck this all night." He groaned, yanking your head back as you clenched your teeth. "Open."

He spat in your mouth, you closed your mouth and swallowed. God, whatever this man would throw at you, you would swallow willingly. He asked so fucking sexy, his dick? Even better, shiitt it was stretching you wide.

You were almost screaming as he slapped your ass and brutally fucked your pussy.

He pulled out and turned you on your back, entering with the same force once again. This time he got a better look at your flushed face as you took his cock.

"You like that?"

"M-mm, I fucking love it!" You cried, your eyes rolling back as he wrapped his hand around your throat. "Good, fucking good."

He tightened the grip he had around your throat, his eyes rolling back S you clenched down on his cock. "S-Shit." He released a guttural moan.

It wasn't long before he took you to his bedroom, you found yourself in a mating press as you had the filthiest kiss ever.

He fought the urge to fill your tight, warm pussy with his seed. He wanted to make you a mother, just so he could see his cum drip from all of your holes.

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A/n: it's 3 am. I need to take my ass to sleep. 😌❤️

#sukuna smut #jujutsu sukuna #jjk sukuna #sukuna #jujustu kaisen #jjk smut #jjk x reader

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enhafilthandfiction · 1 year ago

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Enhypen hyung line reaction to you walking around naked in the house to lighten their mood when they are mad

Hyungline's reaction to you walking around naked when they're mad

A/N : Hello anon, thanks for requesting! Sorry for the long title y'all, happy reading!!

Pairing : Bf!HyungLine X Fem!Reader

Warnings : Nudeness, kisses, grinding, tit groping, mentions of oral (f.rec), thigh riding, mentions of angry sex.

Word Count : 1,250 Words

Masterlist

» Lee Heeseung «

He was still frustrated with yesterday's recording session which didn't go so well. Apparently, his voice kept cracking and he couldn't hit the correct notes which is why he came home so upset, basically ignoring you and heading to bed early.

You knew he wasn't mad at you, just upset with himself, but the fact that he ignored you was annoying. Today he wasn't going to however.

He woke up grumpy, just like yesterday, groaning and sighing out in frustration as he thought of the day before. You weren't even in the bed, which upset him even more.

But as he gets up to go to the bathroom for his morning routine, he catches a glimpse of your naked form down the hallway. He stops in his tracks, watching as you enter the washroom, possibly doing the laundry.

He makes his way down the hallway, entering the washroom to see that he was right, finding you bent over, picking up clothes from the floor.

"Well what do we have here" he says, startling you a little, but you smirk, your plan going as planned. He places his hands on your hips, pulling your bare ass back to his clothed crotch, where you could already feel a bulge forming.

"Hi baby" you say, turning around to properly greet him, his eyes going wide as you flash him with your tits. He takes a second to respond, being too focused on your tits, hands coming up to grope them and message them in his hands.

"Uh- I-I'm doing fine, now" he adds, eyes still focused on your tits. "Yeah, now I'm definitely fine" he clarifies, before you giggle and get on your tiptoes, grasping his lips in a kiss. He kisses you back, his tongue pocking your lips already.

"Ew, go brush your teeth and come back" you say, breaking the kiss and continuing what you were doing. He rolls his eyes and makes his way to the bathroom, mumbling a "Be right back" and he was right back; In 2 minutes.

» Park Jay «

Today was just not it for him. Everything he was doing seemed to be wrong, even when he tried cooking something. All he tried to cook was some ramen, but he accidentally forgot it and it kinda over cooked, making the ramen soggy.

He had had enough, and you realised, but you didn't expect him to slam the pot on the counter, the banging noise alerting you. You wanted to calm him down a little, and you knew just what to do, undressing yourself and making your way over to him to distract him. How can he be mad at you?

The second he noticed your pretty naked figure walking around the kitchen counter and over to him, he felt his heart beating faster, but not because of how angry he was seconds ago.

You came behind him and wrapped your arms around his torso, pressing your face into his back. "Hi baby, everything okay?" you asked him with a soft tone, acting as if you weren't naked.

"Well, I messed up my ramen, but it's okay cause you're here" he assures, turning around to get a better view of your bare body. "Gosh you're just what I need Y/n" he admits, running his hands along your body.

"Yeah?" you ask him, giggling and watching as he nods.

"Who want to eat ramen when I can eat you anyways?" he says shamelessly picking you up with ease and taking you to the bedroom. You squirmed around in his hold, begging him to let you down.

He put you down on the bed and got between your legs, ready to distract himself from his though day.

» Sim Jake «

"I've told you like a hundredth times now, for fuck's sake!" You can hear Jake yell on the phone from the other room, and from what you can understand, he was having trouble with work again.

"No- Cancel that meeting and move it Monday instead" he orders, his patience being tested a little too much "Are you stupid? I literally asked you to do something-"

bla bla bla

You were tired of hearing him yell at his stupid assistant who couldn't do something right. You wanted to soothe him, but you were also pretty horny. The button up he was wearing was so hot, especially with the first few buttons open.

Your fantasies almost started to run before you got an idea. You took off your clothes until you were completely naked. Oh this was going to be a good distraction. You walk out of the room and make your way over to the main living room where Jake was in.

You walked around like you weren't naked, ignoring his gaze and pretending to check if the shelves had any dust. You could hear him sigh, turning around to face him and watching as he motions you over.

He places the phone down and mutes it. "Hold on give me a minute" he barely finishes his sentence before muting it and placing it on the coffee table, ignoring his assistant's annoying voice. "You're so pretty baby" he simply says, running his hands down from your shoulders to your ass, giving it a squeeze. "But I have to take this call, so be quiet"

You pout as he grabs the phone again, placing it to his ear before sitting down on the couch, beckoning you over. He makes you sit on his thigh, placing his free hand on your lower back, guiding you back and forth on his thigh whilst sharing glances with you and mouthing words. "You're doing so well baby, keep going"

His voice was much calmer when talking to his assistant, your presence distracting him when he gets to angry.

» Park Sunghoon «

You and Sunghoon had just had a rough fight just a few hours ago. You had complained to him that you were doing all the chores in the house and that he was breaking his promise of helping out. He on the other hand, claimed that he couldn't help with he house chores since he was too busy with work.

You both yelled at each other, accusing one another until he got mad and went outside for a walk. Once he was out, you couldn't stop thinking about him, you were still partly angry at him but also kinda horny for how riled up he got.

You decided to calm down his nerves a little, undressing yourself as you head to the kitchen to start dinner. He came back shortly, maybe after 15 minutes, only to find you fully naked, cooking dinner. "Oh, so this is your way of making up?" he asks, scoffing.

You shrug and continue what you were doing, paying him no mind, waiting for him to break. Which he did shortly. He made his way over to you, pressing his body up against you. "What do you want huh?" He asks you, almost starting to grind against you.

"I want you to do the dishes after dinner" you said with a forced smile.

"Fine, but you gotta let me fuck you first" before you could do anything, he pulls you out of the kitchen and throws you on the couch, getting undressed himself before climbing up behind you.

"I'm gonna fuck you so good you're gonna forget why we were arguing in the first place" and he did, taking his and your anger out by fucking you hard and fast, till all you could think about was him.

Hello, this was actually fun to write, proudly wrote it in one sitting!! I hope you enjoyed reading, have a good day/night and remember that ily <333

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bloodlinesceo · 1 month ago

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Abandoned 🩸

Gif from BLasmanis on Tenor

A/N: Something I had written for Wattpad, but I thought I'd post it on here first. This is actually my first fic on here & it is horror & Halloween based. This will be multiple parts. Kinda wish there was something written about Tama on that day, but I'm gonna do him justice! If you're a gamer & a fan of Resident Evil, you might like what's in the end 👀

Pairing: Tama Tonga x Fem! Reader

Characters: Tama Tonga, Solo Sikoa, Tonga Loa & Jacob Fatu.

📸: Gifs & pics aren't mine credit to WWE , BLasmanis on Tenor & Resident Evil.

Word Count: Almost 3k (apologies if it's kinda cringy).

Warnings 🔞⚠️: 18+, Swearing, mentions of sm*t, dirty talk, suggestive, car problems, almost car crash (everyone is ok), paranormal shit, being stranded. Minors DNI! Not properly proofread!

Written for fictional purposes only & does not depict who they are in real life.

Hope y'all like it!

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It was Halloween night, you & The Bloodline were returning from a house show & heading back to the hotel. Unfortunately, there weren't any hotels nearby so you had to take the long way back. You were in the SUV with Jacob driving, Solo in shotgun, Loa in the middle & you & Tama in the backseat. Just like Paul Heyman was the Special Counsel, you were the same to the new Bloodline & you also happen to be dating Tama 2 weeks after Heyman was kicked out. They replaced him with you & you've been inseparable from them since.

"God, I'm freezing" you said. "Jacob could you turn the heat up a bit, please?" "I gotchu" he said turning the car heat up a few notches. "Thank you" you said, he nodded. "Babe, what do you need a heater for when I'm right here? Cuddle up to me" your boyfriend said. "Okay, Gremlin who needs a fwiend" you smirked earning a groan from him. You cuddled up to his chest as he wrapped his muscular arms around you, you felt the heat radiate from his body making you sigh in content & rest your head on his chest.

You heard someone fake gag from the seat in front of the both of you. "Looks like someone is infamously jealous of us, baby" smirked Tama making you giggle. "Me? Jealous? Never" defended his brother Tonga Loa "I'm cringing at Y/N's sense of dressing, I mean really? A sweater dress? & boots? We're in the single digits of this weather for God's sake. Are you trying to freeze yourself to death?" "Well sorry, I had to grab whatever I could so our Highness Chief doesn't make it late to a show where people don't even wanna acknowledge his ass & I gotta hype it up" making your boyfriend giggle next to you. "I heard thaaat" sang out Solo "I don't caaare" you sang back. You & Solo were like siblings & had your banters & jokes, but when it came to life & work you had each other's back no matter what.

"Tama my right hand man, please punish that woman & make her come to her senses-"God no!" interrupted Loa "please don't encourage them, I already dealt with enough the night before, they were going at it like animals in the room next to me & I couldn't sleep" he rambled, making you & Tama burst out in laughter. "I don't think I needed to hear that information" said Jacob "neither do I" concurred Solo. "I'm just saying, how much longer until we get there? I'm starting to freeze too" said Loa while looking out the window, they were driving up the road through a dark forest, it was pitch black everywhere, no lights. "This area is kinda spooky" he mumbled, but audible enough for you & Tama to hear.

"Aww, little bro, why don't you come back here & cuddle with us? We could really use the heat too. The more people the better" requested Tama. Loa scrunched his face up in response "no thank you, I don't want it to look like Y/N's dating both of us. Plus Shaylee would find me weird for cuddling with my older brother & his girl" he said. "Ah Shaylee, the girl you've been seeing. How are things with her?" asked Solo. "We're good, I had a video call with her before the show. When I get back, I'm gonna take her to the new Mexican restaurant in downtown that opened earlier this month & then take her to an art gallery nearby" smiled Loa. Tama fake yawned "art gallery, boring" he said making you playfully slap his chest "let your brother be happily in love" you said.

"And what are you going to do during your time off?" questioned Loa. "My days off don't include staying stuck at home, fooling around on a podcast & making love to my girl all day" said Loa. "My house is big, maybe you are jealous, we can go anywhere there, and it's not my fault my girl is so beautiful. Ain't that right ma chérie?" Tama asked you. "Stop calling me that, you know how I feel when you speak French" you blushed. "I need to do it more often then if that gets you excited" he smirked tickling you, making you giggle. Loa whined "Are we there yet?" "Not even halfway" said Jacob. "Shit, we better not be lost" he said.

He turned to you both "so what are your plans when you get home, lovebirds?" he asked. Tama scratched his beard, "well, it's gonna be a long day we're gonna get out of bed, depending on how long we can't get enough of each other-"get to the point!" interrupted Loa, causing you to jump & Tama to roll his eyes. "we're going to watch a movie at the theater" he said making you perk up "Smile 2???" you beamed. "The one & only, I know how much you love horror" smiled Tama. You squealed "I love you!" you said hugging him tightly he hugged you back tight "love you more" he said.

"But yeah, after that we're gonna go on a long drive somewhere, dine there, walk around, come home, freshen up & then have our alone time" he whispered burying his face into your neck, "your beard is tickling me" you giggled. "I know other places where my beard can tickle you" he whispered, you gasped quickly covering his mouth hoping Solo & Jacob didn't hear that, obviously his younger brother did which he cringed at. Tama started making his work famous signature noises while nipping your neck, "stop!" you squealed attempting to move away, and he had a tight grip on you holding you in place, preventing you from leaving. "I can't take it anymore!" Loa whined loudly. "Jacob, please stop on the side of the road. Solo! Switch seats with me! Please!" he pleaded.

"Just try to distract yourself from them. Talk to Shaylee" suggested Solo. "I don't know if she's still awake, but I'll text her" said Loa whipping his phone out & checking it. "Huh, it's funny how you say that Solo while we're in the middle of a forest, cause there's no signal!" he snapped. "What?!" he said taking out his phone "I don't have signal either, the hell?" " What the f-ck?! My GPS just shut off!" stressed Jacob. You & Tama both whipped out your phones as well, checking it. You showed him your phone screen indicating that you don't have signal either, he checked his, same thing. "Yeah, no luck on our side either" he said.

"There's no end to this road either" said Jacob, "it feels like I've been driving through this forest forever. I don't know how we're going to reach the next town & get signal" he said shaking his head. "Okay, let's not panic. Just do your best. Let me know when you want to rest & I'll take over the wheel" assured Solo, patting his back calming him down. He said his famous "I love you Solo" "I love you too Uce" he responded. Jacob took a deep breath & drove. There was silence, only the sounds of the car engine running, the faint music on the radio & everyone's breathing were heard.

The song on the radio finished & an intro to a familiar song started playing, Dancing In The Flames by The Weeknd (if you don't like it you can think of another song). Tama smiled looking at you & breaking the silence, "hear that? That's our song" you smiled back & nodded "love this song so much. Our romantic love song" you said running your fingers through his hair & kissing his lips. "You mean, your grinding on each other in the club song?" corrected Loa. Tama pulled away & scoffed in response to what Loa said. "Stealing all your shaving supplies & treats when we get home." said Tama "you can meet Shaylee looking like a bitter ass Chewbacca"

"Y'all nasties grinded on each other to that beautiful song?" cringed Solo. "It was one time! We were drunk!" you confessed. The radio shut off all of a sudden. "Hey!" you yelled. "Solo, what the f-ck?! A good song comes on & you shut it off? Turn it back on!" commanded Tama. "I didn't do that!" Solo said raising his arms up in defense. " I didn't even touch it!" he said attempting to turn it back on, but it didn't work. "It's not working " he said in disbelief. "Great, now we're doomed. No phone signal, no music, we're driving through a long dark ass forest & I got the couple of cringe sitting behind me" ranted Loa, making Tama flick the back of his head.

After a minute, the headlights of the SUV started to flicker on & off getting Jacob's attention; he shifted his head forward to check it out. "What's going on with the headlights?" asked Solo "That's what I'm trying to figure out" answered Jacob. "Is everything full? Gas? Oil? Headlights are new right? Battery?" asked Loa. "It's a new SUV we rented. Everything is nearly full. Filled gas before we hit this road. I don't know what's the problem" said Jacob. The vehicle all of a sudden braked, rear wheels being lifted off the road, shifting it & all of you forward, hitting the seats in front of you & Jacob & Solo hitting the dashboard. The wheels on the end of the vehicle went back on the ground & everything shut off. "F-CK!" screamed Jacob holding his chest. "UGH!" groaned Loa getting up from under the seats. "WHAT THE F-CK IS HAPPENING?" yelled Solo. "OW!" you yelled in pain.

"Is everyone okay?" asked Solo. "We're alive" responded Tama. "You okay baby?" he asked turning his attention to you. "I hit my neck on the headrest" you said rubbing your neck, he carefully rubbed your neck. "HELLO?! Can I get a neck rub too?" asked Loa. Tama waved him over & rubbed his neck, after taking care of you. "Took a hard fall there didn't you?" he asked his little brother, Loa nodded in response. "Alright let's get out" said Solo "it's freezing out there!" you protested. "You can stay, but we need to find out what the problem is with this vehicle" said Jacob. Opening his door & stepping out.

"Tama, we need you" said Solo. "what?" you whined. "You know I was in the Air Force, baby. I was kind of an expert in all this mechanical engineering & reparation. They need me, I'll be back shortly" he said kissing your forehead. "Okay babe" you nodded in understanding, making room for him to head out. He went outside to lift the hood of the SUV & check what the problem is. Solo turned the flashlight of his phone on so he can get a better view. Only you & Loa were left sitting inside.

"Some trip huh?" he asked. "I knew we should've went to the airport after & went home from there. I hate this stupid company for controlling our schedules" you sighed. "Realized it's Halloween, we could've been either out getting all the free candy, going to some party or a haunted house" said Loa. "I didn't realize that" you said "I know Tama wanted to take your nieces & nephews out trick or treating too. Feel bad for them" you sympathized. "Our sis & parents are there, they're in good hands for Halloween til we get back. They're probably trick or treating with their cousins" assured Loa. You nodded "thank you" you said. "Don't mention it."

The boys came back inside, Tama sat beside Loa. "Tried to get a signal outside so we can call someone, but nothing" sighed Solo. "Did you find out what the problem was?" asked Loa. "Nothing, I checked everything & it seems to be in order" answered Tama rubbing his head in confusion. Since the car shut down, it was starting to get cold inside & you all didn't have signal on your phones either to call anybody. There were 5 of you & if you had to spend the night in the SUV there wouldn't be much room to sleep in. "Maybe we should see if any other cars are coming down this road & if they are, ask for help?" suggested Loa. "That sounds like a good idea, let's check" said Solo.

°。°。°。°。°。After 30 minutes °。°。°。°。°。

"ARE YOU F-CKING KIDDING ME??? NOT A SINGLE VEHICLE PASSED BY?!" yelled Jacob. "Maybe everyone's asleep?" guessed Loa. "Still got no signal" said Solo after checking his phone. Snoring was heard, all 3 men turned their heads towards the backseat where you were sitting. You awkwardly smiled at them. They saw Tama laying on your lap, sleeping. "How the f-ck can he sleep through a crisis like this?" asked Solo in disbelief. "Man's snoring like a f-cking hyena as if there's nothing to worry about" said Jacob agitated. "I've grown up with that & I can tell you it has happened many times" said Loa looking over at his older brother, jealousy forming within him watching him sleep peacefully.

"Hey, y'all see that?" asked Solo, looking into the forest. "What do you see?" asked Jacob. Solo squinted his eyes "I see a lit up pathway, it looks like it leads to somewhere" he said. "And why should we believe that?" asked Loa. Solo narrowed his eyes at Loa, "those lights didn't grow on grass, they were obviously man made which leads to somewhere. People have probably walked down that path & if we follow it, it could get us somewhere & maybe we could get some help" said Solo. "So we're all going to get out of car & walk out in the cold?" asked Loa. "We don't know if don't try & it could be better than us freezing our asses here all night" said Solo. "I mean, he's right if anything else goes wrong we could always come back here" said Jacob.

"Alright, let's try it out" said Loa. "Hey, Y/N, wake sleeping beauty up & let him know we're leaving" said Solo. You nodded & shook the man on your lap attempting to wake him up "babe?" you said, he groaned but it didn't faze him, you spoke louder shaking him "Tama?" still nothing. "Y/N, I got this" said Loa stopping you. He went close to Tama "YEYEYEYEYE!!" startling Tama awake & him falling onto the bottom."What the f-ck man???" said Tama. "See? You just gotta try that or just say our dad's here, that'll set him straight" said Loa smiling. "Thank you" you smiled.

"We're still here?!" Tama asked in shock. "What, you dreamt the car magically grew wings & flew us out of here?! Bundle up, we're taking a walk" said Loa. Tama sighed & put his coat on. All of you stepped out of the vehicle. Jacob locked the car, left a red light in the front from his key chain just in case you all got lost & can detect the car on the way back. "What happens if someone tries to steal the car?" you asked. "If we're lucky to even get signal, I'll get notified & if anyone goes near it, hopefully the car will start working & the alarm will blast on which we'll hopefully hear if we're not too far." assured Jacob. You nodded in understanding.

"Okay, stay close everyone" said Solo "we don't want anyone getting lost," everyone nodded. You all walked towards the pathway of lights, Tama held your hand throughout the entire time as you all walked up the lit up pathway. The five of you continued to follow that pathway, there were some strange noises heard on the way which made you hold onto Tama as you walked deeper into the forest & over a small bridge.

After 20 minutes of walking. Solo stopped, making you all stop behind him. You all looked up & were amazed at the view in front of you. It was a large home on a hill, lit up with a waterfall behind it. "Wow" said Solo in amazement, Jacob & Loa looked at each other, same with you & Tama. The place had a gate in front of it. "Are we really going to go in?" asked Jacob. "Well, we have no choice, can't turn back now" said Solo. "I don't know…a house in the middle of the forest, and that being gated too. Do you think these people would be happy to see us on their property?" doubted Loa. "It's a house surrounded by a forest, obviously animals are roaming around that's probably why they kept it gated so they don't get in" answered Solo.

Due to the cold & your outfit, you started shivering & your teeth stated chattering getting everyone's attention. You held onto yourself. "Baby, you okay?" asked Tama. "Yeah, just freezing" you said. "Wear some pants or at least warm leggings next time" said Loa, earning a death glare from his brother. "Here, I gotchu" said Tama zipping open his coat & letting you into it so it could cover you both. You cuddled up to him "better?" he said covering you "much" you sighed in content. He zipped his coat up. "Well, I don't want Y/N & the rest of us to freeze to death here, it's cold as balls we should try knocking & see if they're nice enough to let us in" said Tama. "Alright, let's go" said Solo.

"I still don't think it's a good-hey! Don't leave me!" yelled Loa as everyone walked away from him. He sprinted after them. "Watch your step, we don't want anyone to fall into the water there. The current on that waterfall is pretty strong" said Solo, everyone walked carefully to the front of the gate. Solo inspected it, and tried to open it. "Uce, could you help me open this please?" he requested to Jacob. Jacob nodded, & they both grabbed the heavy iron made gates & pulled it hard, and just like that it opened.

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trippiexlove · 25 days ago

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Serendipity- Ch. 1

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Druitt POV

"Here's your winner .... AND STILL WWE WOMENS WORLD CHAMPION .... RHYAN SIMONEEE"

I stood up, breathing hard, as the ref handed me my title. I held it up as the ref held one of my hands up. I went to celebrate by going on the top rope as the crowd cheered me on, and the pyros went off.

I rolled out the ring and made it backstage to gorilla, where I met a smiling Triple H.

"You did amazing tonight Rhyan! Proving why you are still champion"

I smiled and gave Triple H a hug.

"Thanks Paul, I really appreciate it!"

I turned and looked at my opponent tonight, Becky Lynch

"Congrats kid, you are one hell of a fighter"

"Thank you Becky, we put on a bad ass show, definitely going to be talked about years from now"

"I have no doubts" she smiled as she gave me a pat on my shoulder, leaving gorilla.

I soon followed suit, heading to the locker room taking a quick shower and changing into something comfortable. As I was walking out I met up with one of my best friends, Bianca Belair.

"Hey girl, congrats on the match tonight. Y'all had me out my damn seat!"

"Thanks boo, Becky is always a joy to work with. I will say she put a beating on me" we both laughed as we walked to our shared rental car.

"Girl don't I know it, after our match at SummerSlam I had to get Tez to give me a full body massage, and you know what happened next" I gave her a look as she did a little twerk.

"See now you didn't even need to say all that" I shook my head as we started to put our bags in the car. I heard the stage door open and close in the distance and turned to look. Only to see the newest member of the Monday Night Raw roster.......

Jey Uso

I guess I must of been staring for too long, when Bianca snapped her fingers in my face. "You said something?"

"I said you just going to stare at him?"

"Oh please, nobody staring at a that man"

"I could introduce you guys"

"No don-" but before I could interject, she had already called him over.

"What's up uce"

"Hey Jey! How has transitioning to Raw been going ?"

"It's been pretty chill, nice to see some familiar and new faces"

"Speaking of new faces, Rhyan meet Jey, Jey meet Rhyan"

"It's nice to meet you" I smiled at him.

"It's nice to meet you too, the pleasure is all mine" he smiled back, showing his bottom row of grills.

God was this man fine.

"I got to go, Sami waiting on me so I'll see you around sis"

He gave Bianca a quick hug then turned to me, taking a hand and shaking it slightly.

"It was nice meeting you Miss Rhyan"

"Nice meeting you too Jey"

His stare linger a little, then he turned and walked away.

Once we were alone I turned and caught Bianca staring at me with a mischievous smirk.

"No Bianca, don't even think about it"

"Y'all would be so cute together"

I simply ignored her and got in the driver seat.

"Come on before I leave your ass"

"I am coming geez!"

The drive to the hotel was short, luckily we checked in earlier so all we had to do was go straight to our room.

I was extremely tired, so I did my night routine and went straight to bed. Before I knew it, I was fast sleep.

~The Next Morning~

I was woken up by not only Bianca loud singing in the bathroom, but by the sun shining in through the curtains.

"Bianca! do you have to be so loud" I covered my ears with the extra pillow, letting out a loud groan.

Bianca soon appeared out the bathroom, with her toothbrush in her sticking out her mouth.

"Sorry sis, good morning!"

I leaned over and grabbed my phone, checking for any messages from creative. But one notification stuck out to me.

uceyjucey started following you.

uceyjucey sent you a message.

I sat straight up in bed. Nervous to open the message. Why the hell am I nervous to open this message?

"What got you shook sis?"

"Jey just followed me, and he sent me a message"

"you better follow him back, what did he say?"

"I don't know, I am nervous to open the message"

"Girl, uh uh! Open the damn message before I do"

"You're right I don't want that to happen, who knows what you would say"

Bianca gave me look, as I laughed at her. I clicked on the notification and opened the message.

"It was great meeting you last night, meant to say congrats on the win the match was 🔥"

"what did he say?"

"He said it was great meeting me, congrats on my win and that my match was great"

"seems to me you got a new fan" I rolled my eyes at her teasing.

I decided to also follow and message him back.

Jey POV

"Come on Jey push through it!" Sami screamed at me.

I did one last before putting the bar back on the rack.

"That was a good set Uce"

"Yeet!"

I grabbed my towel and wiped my face, sitting down on the ground by my phone.

rhyansimone started following you.

rhyansimone liked a message you sent.

rhyansimone sent you a message.

"Thank you! It was nice meeting you as well, always been a big fan of you and your family"

I smirked at that last comment of hers.

"who got you blushing uce?"

"Man ain't nobody got me blushing, I am just talking to Rhyan"

"Rhyan? Like Rhyan Simone?"

"Yes man, we met last night after the show I just hit her up and she just messaged me back"

"oooh is somebody crushing on our women's world champion?"

"I ain't gon lie uce, she fire!"

"then do what you do best uce"

"Yeet!"

I gathered all my stuff, deciding to take a shower at the hotel before catching a flight back home. Once I was done showering, I sent her a text back.

" I appreciate that ma, I'm a fan of yours as well, your skills in the ring is unmatched"

"that means a lot ☺️, you be doing your thing in the ring to"

"well you know I got to put on a show especially if you watching 😏"

"oh please, you gon do that anyways🙄😂. I do be entertained though"

"I guess I got some new motivation now, what you got going on today?"

"I am packing right now, then I will be flying home to Orlando, what about you?"

"I'm flying home today to, going to Atlanta"

"I'm from Atlanta, I come back and visit all the time"

"The next time you come down come visit me"

"I will keep that in mind, here's my number I am about leave for my flight"

"Yeet, have safe flight Miss Rhyan"

"You have a safe flight to Jey"

I grabbed all my stuff, making sure I had everything. I checked out my room and got into the uber taking me to the airport.

Once at the airport, I quickly checked in on time as the plane was starting to board. I took my seat, putting on my headphones, closing my eyes to rest.

~2 hrs later~

After two hours on the flight, we finally made it to Atlanta. I made my way quickly through the airport, to get to my car. Once I got to my car, I threw my bags in and quickly got in starting the car and pulling out.

As soon as I got home, I put my bags by the laundry room. I will get to my clothes later.

I decided to send a quick text Rhyan, making sure she made it home safely.

Miss Rhyan ❤️

"Hey beautiful, just checking in, this Jey by the way. I just made it home"

"Hey! glad you made it safely, I just made it home as well"

We talked for a few moments until we called it a night.

Man was this girl giving me butterflies already.

I was really nervous on bringing my story over to a new platform. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter!

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toournextadventure · 2 years ago

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movie night drabble i

Summary: The ever elusive Tara Carpenter finally makes her appearance at your brother's frat party. Maybe you'll kiss. Okay, you'll definitely kiss.

Word Count: 3.1k Warnings: swearing, smut 18+, underage drinking, slight violence Pairing: Tara Carpenter x Reader A/N: I got a little more goofy with R in this one because I wanted to try something a little different with my writing, so I hope y'all enjoy! movie night i | movie night ii | movie night iii

"Hey," your brother Alfie shouted over the music blaring throughout the frat house. "Carpenter's here."

You turned so quickly you spilled the vodka from your cup onto your shirt.

"Ah fuck," you mumbled, dropping the now-empty cup without a care in the world. Not like it was your frat house, why should you keep it clean?

You promptly bent down to pick it back up. Your Ma raised you better than that.

"Where is she?" You asked, once again searching for any sign of the younger Carpenter girl.

"You don't see her?" He was teasing you. It was evident by the stupid, smug look on his ugly mug.

"She's 5 foot nothin’, no I don't see her," you argued back.

“Over there,” Alfie pointed, and you followed his finger as best as you could.

“Where are you pointing your crooked ass finger?” You asked.

“See Frankie?” He asked in frustration. As if it was your fault he had crooked, broken fingers. “She’s talkin’ to him.”

“Ah shit,” you mumbled when you spotted Frankie and, finally, Tara. “Take my cup.”

You didn’t wait for him to agree before shoving the cup into his arms and making your way through the crowded frat house. As much as you wanted to see Tara, you didn’t want to see her with fucking Frankie. No one was worse than that prick. You and Alfie were pricks too, but at least you both stayed respectful. Frankie just wanted to get his rocks off with whatever girl gave him the chance.

Unfortunately, it looked like Tara might be that girl.

He was standing a little too close for comfort by the time you finally shoved your way past everyone. That annoying little voice in your head reminded you that Tara wasn’t yours and you had no right to her. And that voice was correct! But that didn’t mean you were going to stand aside and let fucking Frankie get his greasy hands on her.

“Hey Frankie,” you said with an obnoxious smile and a painfully hard clap on his shoulder. “How ya doin’?”

“Hey,” he said without even looking at you.

“Hi Tara,” you said far softer and with a much more genuine smile. At least you hoped it was, you were starting to feel a bit of that vodka settling in.

Tara opened her mouth to answer before being cut off by Frankie. “Need something?”

Think of something good.

“Yeah, actually,” you said with a shrug, “but we might wanna talk in private.”

“Just tell me now, Street Rat,” he said quickly. “I’m busy.”

Think of something good.

“It’s just,” you sighed, “I wanna make sure you get yourself checked out, man.”

“For what?”

“I was just talking with Skye earlier and she said she got the clap,” you said with a shrug. “I know you two are fuck buddies so you should probably watch out.”

“You serious?” He asked, suddenly standing up and looking far more furious as he crushed his beer in his hand.

“I’m doin’ you a solid, man-”

“-you gonna say this shit in front of Carpenter?” He asked, now standing toe-to-toe with you. Admittedly you may have underestimated his reaction to such a ploy. Should’ve come up with something less good.

“Dude chill, I told you we should talk in private-”

“-didn’t tell me it was about the fucking clap.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t be tryin’ to fuck every girl that looks at you.”

You heard the crack below your eye before you felt it, a painful punch spiderwebbing across your cheekbone and eye. Nothing you hadn’t felt before, but Frankie could pack a punch when needed. Tears instantly pricked at your eyes as you recaught your balance and stood up, trying to blink away the pain. And tears. And humiliation.

“Say it again, Street Rat,” Frankie said.

“Hey, that’s enough,” Tara tried to say, doing her best to stand in between the both of you. Not that it mattered, she was too short. It was pretty cute, actually. “Y/N, let’s go.”

Don’t say it.

“You’re a man whore, dude,” you said anyway. He clenched his jaw tighter. “A man whore with the clap.”

You moved Tara out of the way and braced yourself when Frankie lifted his fist again. Thankfully he had dropped the beer can; you could already feel something warm trickling down the side of your face. If he was going to hit you then he needed to do it like a man, not with a weapon. Pop always said only cowards used weapons against unarmed men.

Maybe you should have been a coward.

The punch never came. When you re-opened your eyes, you saw Alfie standing there in between the both of you, creating the buffer Tara had tried and failed to become. His back was to you but you could tell by the square set of his shoulders that he was tense. And pissed. Oh god, he was pissed.

“Go home, Frankie,” Alfie said in his heavy Bronx accent. Like most everyone in the family, it came out more when he was tense. Or angry. Oh, he was angry.

“Not until I get an apology,” Frankie said as he pointed to you. “To my face.”

“Not my fault you’re collectin’ STDs like they’re fuckin’ Pokemon, man,” you said back. Shut up!

“Come here-”

“-enough!” Alfie shouted, pushing you both back. Not that you needed the encouragement, your cheek was still throbbing from the first punch. “Get the fuck out, Frankie.”

“I’ll be back for you, Street Rat,” Frankie said with a finger pointed at you. Like the mature adult you were, you stuck your tongue out at him before giving him your best New Yorker smile.

“Now,” Alfie insinuated with a push on Frankie’s chest, guiding him to the front door.

With one more look at you, Frankie finally made his way out of the frat house, pushing past whoever was unfortunate enough to be in his way. He was barely out of sight before you felt a hard slap against your stomach, forcing you to double over. You felt like you were going to puke. Maybe you would.

“Quit startin’ fights, you moron,” Alfie said as he grabbed your shoulders and stood you up straight again. “I’m gettin’ real tired of defending your sorry ass.”

“Pop always said I was a slow learner,” you said, your own accent coming out just enough to irritate you. With a slight scowl, you focused harder on your words. “I’m sorry.”

“Better be,” he said with a sigh. Finally, he turned his head to look at Tara. “You good, doll?”

“I’m fine,” she said with a shrug.

“Be careful with Frankie,” he continued. “He’s a real prick.”

“He’s a-”

“-not a word from you,” Alfie interrupted you with another slap to the shoulder. “You started this whole mess.”

“Coulda finished it too if you gave me the chance,” you said, rubbing your now sore shoulder and still trying not to puke from the blow to the stomach. Maybe those fireball shots weren’t necessary.

“Would you mind taking our little menace upstairs and cleaning the blood off?” Alfie asked Tara. “I’d appreciate it.”

Tara looked at you at the suggestion, really looked at you. Just that one look from her was enough to have your heart beating out of your chest like a Loony Toons character. Oh what you wouldn’t give to have her look at you all the time, whether in malice or admiration or love. Just to have her eyes on you would be enough to leave you happy and content until the day you died.

“Fine,” she said with a sigh, reaching forward to grab your hand. “Let’s go.”

“Don’t test her,” Alfie whispered to you as Tara pulled you away.

You just wiggled your brows suggestively at him, to which he promptly threw his hands up in defeat.

Tara led you throughout the frat house as if she had lived there her entire life. It was almost amusing to see someone so small moving through the crowd without any trouble, as if people knew there was a child among them and they needed to make sure not to step on it. Wait, maybe you shouldn’t be comparing her to a child. But, come on, she was small enough.

By the time you both managed to stumble up the two flights of stairs to the third floor, you were very much starting to feel the alcohol and the bruise that was blooming across your cheek. It was going to smart, that was for sure. Tara pushed you into Alfie’s room - by pure coincidence, surely - and shut the door behind her, locking it promptly.

“You’re a prick,” she said the moment she turned back around to look at you.

“I was protectin’ you,” you said, taking a deep breath in and exhaling slowly to ease the accent. “Frankie’s a prick and you know it.”

“I didn’t need protecting,” she groaned. “I’m capable of taking care of myself.”

“You wanna get the clap, be my guest,” you said with a shrug.

“Does he really have it?” Tara asked doubtfully.

You closed your mouth and looked off at Alfie’s closet. If you didn’t look at her, maybe she wouldn’t force you to answer. Even with the music pounding through the walls, you heard her sigh. You shouldn’t have lied, that annoying little voice in your head said. Sometimes you hated your subconscious; it was usually right.

Tara’s hand gripping your jaw made you flinch, which then made the throbbing in your cheek resume once again. Say what you wanted about Frankie, but he could pack a punch. Probably would’ve been better to just leave him be. But then Tara pulled your chin to face her, and you were instantly reassured that no, you absolutely should’ve gotten him to leave.

“He cut your cheek,” she said as her eyes left yours to look at the wounds that adorned your face. “Have anything to clean it with?”

“Here,” you said, leaning back just enough to pull your shirt over your head. Tara’s eyes went wide before she did her best to look anywhere but at you.

“Please put your shirt back on,” she said, still not looking at you.

“It’s got vodka on it anyway,” you said as you shoved the shirt into her hands. “Nature’s disinfectant.”

“It-,” she turned to look at you incredulously. “Are you stupid?”

“Depends on who’s asking,” you said with a grin. “Just clean it already, I’m braced.”

Tara shook her head slowly, but grabbed your jaw once again to hold you still. Her hand was soft; incredibly soft, actually. Depending on how she held you, you could almost see that scar of hers. An angry pink that looked like it didn’t really want to finish healing. She probably needed to put some cream on it, maybe you could ask your Ma for a bit of advice.

You hissed when she dabbed the vodka drenched shirt on your cheek. Oh, now you remembered why it wasn’t a good idea. It got the job done, sure, but it hurt like a sonofabitch. But you squared your shoulders and stayed still until she was done dabbing it. Even though it seemed like she was cleaning it a little more forcefully than necessary.

“Does Frankie actually have the clap?” Tara asked again while she finished up.

“Have you slept with him?” You asked in return. She gave you a frown before looking back at your cheek.

“No.”

“Then yes he does,” you said with a nod. “Plus a few others, he’s like a breeding ground for ‘em.”

“You’re disgusting,” she sighed before straightening up.

“Listen, if you wanted to get laid tonight, you could’ve always asked me,” you said with a shrug. You hoped it came off as nonchalant, even though you were totally chalant about it. Was that even a word?

“What makes you think I would want to sleep with you?” Tara asked as she crossed her arms over her chest. It didn’t distract you from noticing the slightest flush to her cheeks.

“Because you think I’m sexy,” you said in a sing-songy voice, “and you wanna kiss me.”

“Anyone ever told you you’re annoying?” She asked.

She did not, however, stop you from reaching out to grab her by the hips and pull her until she was standing between your legs. Even when you were sitting she was barely taller than you. Her arms uncrossed so she could rest her hands on your bare shoulders, causing you to shiver lightly. You were going to blame it on the alcohol.

“You can call me whatever you want,” you said, your eyes darting down to look at her lips. “As long as you call me.”

“This is only because I’m drunk,” Tara said, her own eyes looking at your lips. Bingo.

“Of course,” you said as your thumbs slipped under her shirt and rubbed her hips lightly.

“And if you tell anyone, I’ll kill you,” she continued.

“Naturally," you agree.

The alcohol coursed through you, leaving a heat in its wake. But it was nothing compared to the inferno you felt in your core when Tara practically surged forward to kiss you. She wasted no time parting her lips for you, letting you taste every inch of her. She tasted of cheap beer and lemonade; surprisingly unsurprising.

"Were you smoking?" She asked as she pulled away; you chased her, leaving a trail of kisses across her jaw. "You smell like smoke."

"Which answer gets me laid?" You asked between kisses.

"You're insufferable," she groaned.

She pushed against your shoulders until you fell back against the bed. Almost instantly, she climbed on top of you, straddling your stomach and placing her hands on your ribs. Her nails were short, but still long enough to scratch your skin lightly, sending another shiver through your body. It was a nice feeling. Painfully nice.

“Don’t try to romance me,” Tara said as she looked down at you; her pupils were blown and she looked absolutely beautiful.

“Just a fuck?” You clarified.

“A quick one,” she said with a nod.

“Clothes off?” You asked.

“On,” she corrected.

“Yes ma’am,” you said quickly before letting your hands push under her shirt, nails lightly scratching across her skin until you felt the underwire of her bra.

You waited, watching her to make sure she consented. The alcohol may have been clouding your judgment ever so slightly, but you weren’t Frankie. When Tara looked at you and nodded, you wasted no time in pushing her bra above her breasts. The moment your knuckles brushed against her nipples, her head slowly fell back and she exhaled sharply through her nose.

That inferno in your core only grew hotter when you rolled her nipple between your thumb and forefinger and her hips stuttered against your stomach. Oh it was a beautiful sight, to see Tara lose even the slightest bit of her composure from such a small gesture. You did it again and had to bite your lip to keep yourself from groaning at the movement of her hips.

“Don’t tease,” she said breathlessly, her nails digging deeper into your ribs. A stunning sting that you hoped would leave marks.

“As you wish,” you said in reply.

One of your hands stayed right where it was, brushing lightly against her nipple just to see her shiver. Your other hand moved down, unbuttoning her jeans with surprising ease that you blamed on nothing more than the alcohol. With nothing else in your way, you effortlessly slipped your hand under the waistband of her underwear, letting out a humiliating moan when you felt just how wet she was.

“Jesus, Tara,” you said breathlessly as you ran your fingers through her folds before stopping on her clit.

“Just shut up,” she said between clenched teeth.

It was an uncomfortable position for your hand to be in, though you wouldn’t change it for the world. Your wrist was at an awkward angle, you couldn’t do much, and there wasn’t much room to move. But that didn’t mean much when Tara was doing most of the work for you, rutting her hips against your hand as if you were good for one thing and one thing only.

“Don’t move,” she gasped, confirming your suspicions. You didn’t really care.

“Fuck,” you groaned as you watched her move, her nails finally splitting your skin ever so slightly. It wouldn’t bleed, but there would be red marks for the next few days.

Even though Tara wasn’t touching you, there was something satisfying about watching her get herself off on your fingers. Seeing her eyes squeeze shut and her mouth fall open when she hit just the right spot. Feeling how wet she was and how effortlessly she could rut against your fingers. No shame, no regrets, just the pleasure of the moment.

God it was hot.

You watched her as she came, her hips stuttering, giving you the opportunity to finally help out and rub tight circles on her clit. Just enough to sustain her orgasm for a few seconds more. She exhaled sharply and leaned forward on her hands, pushing deeper into your ribs. It made it a little harder to breathe, but when Tara Carpenter was the cause? Well, you would be happy to just suffocate under her touch.

“God you’re hot,” you said softly, not even sure if she would hear you or not. That was okay; it wasn’t the point.

Her eyes finally opened as she caught some semblance of control over her breathing again. The beautiful brown of her eyes was taken over by her dark pupils, and for a moment, she almost looked like she was smiling down at you. Maybe she was, you certainly wouldn’t bring it up to her. Not at that moment, anyway. But then she blinked a few times and shook her head before removing her weight from her hands, unburdening you from suffocation.

“I suppose you’re not entirely insufferable,” she said as she slowly pushed herself off of you, being a little extra careful as she buttoned her pants.

“You’re gonna leave me high and dry, aren’t you?” You asked when she tossed your shirt back in your face.

“You never clarified you wanted to get laid,” she said with a smirk before walking to the door and leaving the room.

You fell back onto the bed and sighed loudly. Your head was thumping with your pre-hangover migraine, your cheek was still sore, and you had a serious case of blue balls. But the mental image of Tara getting herself off on your hand… well, you supposed that would suffice.

For now.

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sunnyie-eve · 29 days ago

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39 | Cutie

Series: Unexpected

Paring: (Matt Sturniolo x OFC Brock!) (Chris Sturniolo x OFC Brock!)

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: none

| MASTERLIST |

"Some cuties for the cutie." Matt holds a bag up smiling at Dani as she films him.

"Eww, Nick you film now." Dani passes the camera to him.

"Devastating news, they don't have my asparagus." Matt lets the viewers know, "But they do have Chris's zucchini. So even though I'm the head chef tonight. I will have a partner in crime."

"No, not Chris again..." Dani whines walking away.

"I want pineapple." Nick tells Chris, who was holding the camera now.

"Away from Dani." Matt quickly turns around to look at him.

"That's why I don't wanna get it at the same time."

"I really don't want to go to the hospital again so let's not please." Dani walks aways.

"Dani is fired." Matt tells the group as they keeping shopping.

"Excuse me?" She looks at him.

"You're fired." He repeats himself.

"From what exactly?" She asks lost.

"Fired from the kitchen!" He shouts at her.

"You didn't have to yell!" She shouts back at him making Nick tell them to hush. "You can't fire me because I'm the best cook."

"That's debatable."

Dani can't help but laugh, "Bullshit."

"It will be now. I'm gonna prove that I'm better than you at cooking."

"Okay." She keeps laughing at him.

Once they get home the guys set up, while Dani was in her room cleaning up. She comes across a lot of Matt's dirty clothes, "Matty! Get this out of my room!" Dani yells from her room so he could get his dirty clothes out her laundry basket.

"What? We can't we share?"

"I don't put my clothes in your basket." She laughs at him.

"No, you just help yourself to wearing all my clothes." He gives her a look.

"Okay, you win." She gives up so he leaves her room with a smile.

"Guys, I don't really know what I'm doing." Matt reads over his phone.

"And I'm not helping since you said you're gonna be better." Dani smiles, "Bye." She goes back to her room not wanting to watch them.

When they were done Dani goes back out learning that Matt did all that work for nothing, "I might not be the brightest bulb, in-in the ceiling. You know." Matt tells the viewers sitting at the table.

"Not the correct saying." Dani lets him know.

"But umm, Dani pointed out that the Salmon comes cooked in this." He waves the package around, "So it has just sat in the oven for 12 minutes and it was already ready to eat."

"This doesn't look good at all." Chris looks at it, "We need Dani to make a backup for dinner. Dani will you please?" He looks over at her.

"Hate to say it but Matt, you're fired from the kitchen." Dani laughs at him, "I'll order us more food." Dani leaves to go order food.

"You get away from me." Matt tells Dani as he brushes her teeth as she was filming him.

Dani laughs getting closer to him, "Because of last night?" She asks him and he nods his head, "Sorry you suck at Uno." She hears Chris coming and turns to him, "You do too."

"Shut up." He tells her as he passes her, "Matt good morning. I love to see Matt awake. It's so rare when I come up here and Matt's just fully ready to go." Chris says so Matt pulls out his phone to show the time.

"To be fair that's kinda true." Dani agrees, "So what time is it?" She asks and he shows the camera, "3 o'clock."

"Yeah. I just love seeing Matt awake and up and at em, right Matt?" Chris smacks his ass.

When everyone was ready to leave for Matt's doctor visit, they chat for a few seconds still not fully ready to leave yet. "Oh, my mom is coming to visit again by the way. But this time Gage is coming with her. Sorry for the late notice, guys. Let me go get my phone to see exactly when." Dani rushes down to her room.

Chris starts to smile seeing how Matt looked at Dani as she talked, "Dude, hurry up and ask her. The way you look at her is killing me." He whines wanting them to get together.

"Gage said Thursday they will get here." Dani joins them again.

"Don't worry about it." Nick lets her know.

"Y'all finally get to meet Gage!" She says as they decide to leave now.

"Oh Matt you look so good today. Doesn't he, Dani?" Chris asks as they head down the staris.

"He looks like he normally does. Nothing too big. I've seen him wear that exact outfit before." She laughs.

"Let's go." Matt motions for the three to follow him as he was the only one really going down the stairs.

"Are you limping more than usual?" She watches him.

"Heads up!" Chris throws his water bottle at Matt and he catches causing the three to freak out. "Oh my God! I meant to hit him in the head. He caught it."

After the visit they get some food before heading back home, "I can't believe you got two drinks." Dani tells Matt as he opens the door.

"Yes you can."

"Yeah, I can." She laughs with him.

"You know me well enough." He tells her as Nick and Chris pass them to head upstairs.

"What happened to ladies first?" Dani asks then looks back at Matt laughing.

Dani ends up going to her room to eat and watch TV because she was bingeing a show she just recently got into. At the same time Chris was bugging Matt so he was gonna go join Dani in her room.

"You are fucking stupid."

"Ooh, where you going?" Chris laughs watching Matt.

"You're literally not funny at all." Matt stops to look back at him before continuing.

"I think it's funny." Chris tells Nick, "I know my purpose with Dani is pushing Matt and her to get together. I'm for it."

"So you are completely over her?" Nick asks him.

"She doesn't feel the same and I'm okay with that. I missed my chance but I refuse for Matt to do the same. I need them to get together. Who better for the other?"

As Nick agrees to what Chris was saying, Matt was telling Dani that Chris was bugging him once again about getting with her.

"If he only knew we already went out on a date." She laughs then stops to get a little serious, "Are you wanting to tell them that yet?"

"No, do you?" He asks her.

"No, I want to enjoy this between just the two of us. You know?" She tells him.

"That why I don't want to tell either." He makes her smile.

"So we keep just saying we're close and nothing is going to happen until we're ready to tell them." She puts her hand out and they shake on it.

"Oh, when your mom and brother come to visit..." Matt stars.

"Don't worry, Gage is nothing like Colby when it comes to be overly protective. He's protective but not in that category with boys. He's the more relaxed brother unless it comes to when my feelings are hurt." She explains to him, "He's the only one in my family that care catch when I'm upset. That's why I love when he comes to visit because when he's gone, I feel invisible at times." She adds.

"He's the oldest out of you three and you're his baby sister. So he catches the things that he should fix. Dude, at least I'm not as nervous anymore to meet him."

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sydsaint · 1 year ago

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Working on a survivor series fic for the trio so have this to tide y'all over until then.

Summary: Adam Pearce enlists the help of the Smackdown GM and her trio of boyfriends to handle Rhea Ripley and The Judgment Day.

You're sitting in your office enjoying lunch while answering a few work emails when someone knocks on the door.

"Come in." You call out, mouth half-full of food. "Adam? I wasn't expecting to see you today, Pearce. Did I miss an email about a meeting or something?" You swallow your food and glance at your laptop.

"No, no meeting." Pearce shakes his head and shuts the door behind him. "I saw you come in early and was hoping that we could chat. If you're not busy, of course." He explains.

You gesture to the empty seat in front of Adam and he takes a seat. You push your laptop off to the side of your desk and turn your attention to your fellow general manager. "I'm just having lunch, nothing important. So, what's up?" You ask him.

"Well, Y/N, if I'm being completely honest with you, I have a favor to ask of you." Pearce gets straight to the point.

"Oh?" You reply, curiosity piqued. "Alright, what can I do for you?" You ask him.

Pearce hesitates for a moment, unsure if he even wants to ask you for help. But he needs it. So he swallows his pride and gets to his point.

"I'm sure that you've been at least keeping up with Raw these past few months since I took over?" Pearce asks you and you nod. "Well, then you must know that Rhea Ripley and the rest of Judgment Day have been causing me grief." He adds.

"Oh yeah, I don't envy you there, Pearce." You tease him lightheartedly. "Kind of makes you miss dealing with Roman's BS, doesn't it?" You laugh.

Pearce lets out a small chuckle and shakes his head. "Not a chance in hell." He smiles at you. "But back to my point. I know that this must sound terribly desperate and in poor taste on my part. But, to be frank? I'm out of options."

"Alright." You nod. "So, what do you need me for?" You urge your colleague to get to the point already.

"Y/N, I'm here to ask if you'd consider helping me in handling Rhea and the rest of Judgement Day," Pearce explains.

Your eyebrows raise a bit in surprise. "Help you how exactly, Adam?" You prompt him.

"Rhea is the main problem that I'm facing, but as a man, there's only so much I can do when it comes to her behavior. But if a woman was to confront her. Specifically one in a position of power equal to my own. Then I believe that I might have a better chance of reigning her in." He explains.

"So essentially you want me to come over to Raw and put Ripley in her place?" You clarify for yourself. "Knock her down a beg so she's not such a pain in the ass for you all the time?"

Pearce nods and confirms your clarification. You study his face and can tell that there's something more that he'd like to ask you.

"Yes, essentially," Adam confirms. "I was also hoping that you might enlist a certain trio to aid with Damian, Finn, Dominik, and JD." He adds suggestively.

"Right." You crack a smile. "Well, you do seem desperate coming to me for help." You tease Pearce with a smile. "So, I'd love to help out, Adam."

Pearce seems slightly surprised by your willingness to help him out. "Really? Thank you, Y/N." He smiles eagerly at you.

"Of course, Adam. What are friends for? Just let me make a quick phone call." You pick up your phone and dial a number. "Hey, yeah I know I'm at work right now. Listen, I need you to come down to my office right now...Yes for work." You roll your eyes. "Mhm, and bring the two stooges with you. Alright, thanks. Mhm, love you too, bye."

You hang up the phone and turn back to Adam waiting patiently for your conversation to continue. "They'll be here soon." You inform him.

"That fast?" Adam replies.

"What can I say?" You giggle. "They're good boys. Always come when called." You joke.

You chat with Pearce for a while and finish up your lunch. Then, around half an hour later, a knock sounds at the door again.

"Come in!" You shout and turn your attention to the door.

"I grabbed Waller and Theory from the gym. So what's up sweetheart? What did you need all three of us for?" Knight walks into the room first and is quick to spot Adam sitting behind the desk with you. "What's Pearce doing here?"

You wait for Grayson and Austin to both file into the room after Knight. Austin shuts the door behind him and the two turn their attention on you before you speak up.

"Thank you for getting here so fast, Shaun, sweetie. And picking up Gray and Austin for me." You thank him with a smile.

"Yeah, no problem, hun." Knight nods. "So, are you going let us in on what you've got going on here?" He asks you.

Austin and Grayson share a small look before they both nod in agreement with Knight. "Yeah, what's he doing here?" Grayson points a finger at Pearce.

"It's a pleasure seeing you all again." Pearce nods to everyone.

"Pearce and I were just having lunch and discussing some business." You begin to explain the situation. "Adam has been having some trouble with Rhea Ripley and the Judgment Day. And he's requested our, or rather, my help. So, you three are coming to Raw this Monday with me. I'm going to handle Rhea, and you three are going to help Pearce with the rest of her entourage." You explain.

Knight, Waller, and Theory all turn to one another and share a few glances before they all turn back to you and Pearce. "What if we're busy on Monday?" Grayson asks.

"You're not." You reply plainly. "I have all three of your work schedules. And I also know your personal plans for the rest of the month." You remind them. "Austin has a mandatory physical next Wednesday. And Shaun has a PR thing on Tuesday. Besides that? The three of you are mine to order around."

"Well, she's got us there." Knight chuckles. "We'd be happy to help out, Y/N, of course." He grins at you.

You nod and turn to Pearce. "Well then, it looks like we've got a deal then, Adam." You reach out to shake his hand. "We can discuss the details of our little arrangement later. But for now, I'll be seeing you on Monday in Kansas City." You shake his hands firmly.

"Pleasure doing business with you, Y/N." Pearce nods. "I look forward to seeing you all on Monday." He adds before he makes his swift exit from your office.

The door clicks shut and the onslaught of questions starts to pour in. "What did he mean by arrangement?" Austin asks you.

"Just a little trade we've got going on. Nothing you three need to worry about." You reply.

"How are you planning on handling Rhea?" Grayson asks you. "I mean, if Pearce can't keep her in line?"

You smile to yourself and laugh a little. "Oh, I've got my ways." You assure Waller. "Rhea won't be a problem for Adam anymore when I'm done with her, trust me."

"Which one of us are you planning on traveling with this time?" Knight asks his own question.

You shrug and glance at your laptop when it pings with a new message. "Probably you so I don't have to share a room with those two again." You tease Grayson and Austin. "They get all possessive when it comes to who gets to share the bed with me." You giggle.

"Now hold on a second." Grayson protests.

"Yeah! We can get along for the night." Austin agrees. "Why don't you travel with us, Y/N?" He whines with Grayson.

You roll your eyes playfully and shake your head. "You two also get up to the most nonsense when you're on the road." You remind them. "And I don't need distractions when I'm trying to work?"

"Oh, so I'm not a distraction now?" Knight chimes in.

"You're plenty distracting, sweetie." You reply. "Just in a different way." You assure him. "Now all of you out! I've got another meeting soon." You usher the trio toward the door.

Austin, Grayson, and Knight all nod and head for the door, knowing better than to interfere with work. "We'll see you later, Y/N." Knight waves before he steps out the door.

"Yeah, take care, babe," Austin adds.

"We'll see you later, gorgeous." Grayson winks at you.

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uceyliyahh · 3 months ago

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UNDER YOUR TOUCH

Summary: After her difficult breakup, Tiana wanted to start anew with her life. That's when she realized her life would be better when she met him.

This fanfic is 18+! NO MINORS ALLOWED

word count: 2755

smut warning; it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good at writing ✍🏽 smuts but I’m improving at the moment.

Jey Uso x Tiana

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

comments, likes, repost are appreciated I would love the constructive feedback in what area I need to approve in. 🤍

ALSO! I don’t not want nobody stealing my fanfics or take it as theirs that will be an issue fasho so keep it cute respectfully.

I only own my OC along with the make up scenarios

But I’ll be writing along the way since this story is in my drafts on Wattpad right now so yuh. 💁🏽‍♀️

TAGS ⬇️ lmk if you wanna be tag 🏷️

@pinkwithhearts @jstarr86 @biancasreign @empressdede @paigereeder @angiedawn02 @fearlesschimera @yana3sworld @zillasvilla

10.

OMNISCIENT Tiana was at the store getting groceries and other supplies for her nail shop. She was running out of a few gems and nail polishes, especially the ones that her clients loved.

Tiana knows that she has to watch her surroundings at all times because anything could happen to her while she's at the store. She was in the meat aisle, trying to get something different for dinner.

While she was doing that, she accidentally bumped into someone's kart. As they looked up at each other, she knew that it was Malakai's mom.

"Tiana? Is that you dear?" She asked.

"Oh, Ms Jackson wasn't expecting to see you here." Tiana said.

"It's so good to see you. Have you and my son been getting along?"

'This lady really believes we are still together.'

"We aren't together anymore, Ms. Jackson. I'm dating someone better, " she said, noticing his mom's expression change.

"Oh, that's unfortunate, hon. I thought you and my son had something together. You know, I wish you all could be together again," Ms Jackson said.

Tiana felt uncomfortable talking to his mother about her son; when she knew that her son was a total woman beater and an asshole, it was like she thought her son was innocent.

"Respectfully, Ms Jackson, we will never be together again, but if you'll excuse me, I have things to get."

She began walking off with her kart, feeling uncomfortable, thinking about all the times when Malakai would beat her and tried to go to his mom for comfort, only to find out that she would defend him, saying it was an "accident." Or that "he didn't mean to do it; he was just angry."

It was just pissing her off thinking about it so it felt weird to be speaking to his mom out of all places.

She finished checking out as she headed towards her car, putting some of her stuff in the trunk and some in the backseat as she got inside.

Tiana felt her phone buzz as she saw a text from Jey.

ZaddyJey🤍 sent 2+ messages.

ZaddyJey🤍: mamas wyd? ZaddyJey🤍: I miss yo' pretty ass

She smiled at the text and began texting him back.

Mamas🩷: I'm just about to leave the store bubba had to get some things. ZaddyJey🤍: you tryna slide later on mama? Mamas🩷: yeah you know I'm always down to spend time with you baby. 🥰 ZaddyJey🤍: any tea? Mamas🩷: yeah, I ran into Malakai's mother today at the store it was so uncomfortable bae. 😀 ZaddyJey🤍: did y'all talk or sum'? Mamas🩷: yeah, we did but she thought me and him were still together I told her that we wasn't and that I was with someone better. ZaddyJey🤍: Iktr ma Mamas🩷: you should've seen her facial expressions when I said that almost seemed displeased by that. ZaddyJey🤍: 🤷🏽‍♂️ what can I say. ZaddyJey🤍: imma see you later mama. Mamas🩷: okay love I love you. ZaddyJey🤍: I love you too.

Tiana placed the key inside her car while turning on the ignition and driving off back home.

✧.* Tiana finally made it home. She turned off her car and unbuckled her seatbelt. While she was doing that, she heard someone arguing inside the crib before she could get the groceries out of the vehicle.

She unlocked the door only to see him yet again at her house, yelling and cussing at Bianca and Montez over something she couldn't figure out.

"What are you doing here, Kai? I told you that you can't be near me, especially since I have a restraining order on you," Tiana said as she folded her arms above her chest.

"And I told you I don't give a damn about you getting a restraining order against me. I'm not leaving until you come with me and be with me so that we can be happy again." He said.

'This nigga is insane thinking I'm the same old Tiana that he knew, believing that I'll just obey him when something never goes his way.'

She scoffed at him being disbelief; she rolled her eyes at him.

"Get out now, I'm not playin' with yo' ass Kai, and I got things to do today, so leave." She said.

"Where yo' ass goin? Over to ol' boy's house? He doesn't do it better than me, Tink, and you know it. You're just being delusional."

That's where Tiana had drawn the line, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GOIN' ON ABOUT? IM DELUSIONAL? THE ONLY PERSON HERE THAT'S DELUSIONAL IS YOU NIGGA!" Feeling frustrated as she stomped up towards him, eyeing him up and down, causing him to chuckle.

"You might wanna back up baby." Malakai said.

"Don't call me that; get out of my house, " she replied, pushing him harshly.

Malakai stumbled a bit as he was about to raise his hand to hit her, someone slammed him onto the ground as he groaned in pain.

She darted her eyes toward Jey's direction, seeing him pinning Malakai down while looking up at her.

"Get in the car, baby; Montez will put up the groceries for you." Josh said.

'We were just texting each other like a couple of hours ago how the hell.'

She did what she was told to do as sat in his car, waiting for the police to come, Tiana wish that he could just be in bars and not ruin her life all because he didn't want her to be with anybody else but him.

But she didn't want to stay with a man who put his hands on women, especially seeing his father do it to his mother.

She had heard the police coming as she got out of the car, seeing them put handcuffs on Kai; he was giving her a dark stare as the police placed him inside their car, saying that they'd handle it from there.

Tiana sighed in relief after dealing with that; she felt Jey wrapping his arms around her waist.

"How did you know what was happening?" She asked.

"Your bestie of course, she had text me." Josh replied.

"But I'll see you later when you come over, Mama." She nodded her head and kissed him on the lips before heading inside the house.

She saw Bianca and Montez putting up the groceries together that she had bought for the house.

"Girl, what happened?"

"Man, he came up here banging on the door, looking for you, and I was telling him to leave or I'll call the cops, and that's when he started to get aggressive," Bianca explained while eating the grapes.

"God, bro, it's like I can never catch a break," Tiana complained while sitting on the couch.

"Speaking of that, that little girl Kehlani, Lani, whatever you wanna call her ass, she up here in my comments and DM's talking shit."

Tiana's eyebrows furrowed a bit. " What did she say?" Bianca gave Tiana her phone, showing her the messages between her and Jey's ex-girlfriend.

biancabelairwwe: girl fuck you and my best friend is way better than you. theyhatelani: she isn't eventually he'll be coming back home to me. biancabelairwwe: girl you're so delusional that man don't even want you after what you did to him. theyhatelani: so? that's what he get for not paying attention to me so I had to find it somewhere else but he know he misses me. biancabelairwwe: gtfo please you're just upset that my best friend took your spot and he's more happier with her too so you can please move tf around and outta my comments. theyhatelani: I will beat you and your best friends ass. biancabelairwwe: ight then bet that up, keep that same energy when we see yo' little ass hoe.

"She's even worst than Kai dude." Tiana replied.

"Yeah, I immediately blocked her ass afterward. I would say do the same thing too." She said.

✧.* TIANA I pulled up at Jey's house, grabbing my bag, purse, and keys, and walking up to the door, knocking on it.

As I was waiting for him to open the door, I felt my phone ring. It was a number that I didn't recognize, but I didn't answer it, assuming that it was probably Kai calling or Kehlani.

But my phone buzzed again, and I saw the notification that it was a voicemail left for me, so I just decided to listen to it.

"Hello, This is Ms Jackson. I was leaving a message because my son informed me that you got a restraining order against you, and I would like to ask you to remove it. My son hasn't done anything wrong to you, especially when you were together, so you two can work it out, but call me back so we can discuss this matter."

My facial expression turned up as I rolled my eyes, hearing that bullshit. 'She can't be serious right?' I heard footsteps coming down the stairs as I knew it would be his big ass feet stomping like that while he opened the door.

He was shirtless, exposing his abs and his muscular body along with him wearing his hoochie daddy shorts and his silver chain that he was on, including the piercings too.

"Hey, pretty mama." Josh spoke.

She smiled at him as he let her in, shutting the door with him as she took off her shoes and placed them on the rack.

"You hungry? I was thinking about cooking some dinner tonight." I asked.

"Yes, mama, I've been waiting for you to cook, girl, " he said, and I just chuckled at him.

"Ight then boy I'll fix us something to eat."

After taking a shower, I went downstairs to the kitchen. Seeing Jey playing the game with his brother and cousins, I went inside the cabinet to get the pasta noodles while letting the water boil up.

As I was doing that, I was cooking the chicken on the skillet, feeling someone wrap their hand around my waist. I turned around and saw Jey standing there.

"What we eating tonight mama?" He asked while nuzzling his chin onto my shoulders.

"Tonight, we are having Alfredo Pasta with some chicken on top," I said as I felt him place a wet kiss on my neck.

"That sounds good mama." He gave me one last kiss on the cheek while heading back to the couch to play the game.

✧.* I was done cooking dinner when I walked over towards Jey, giving him his plate. He went straight in, causing me to chuckle at him.

I sat down next to him and began eating my food. I love cooking for him; it makes me happy to see him with a smile on his face.

"Fuck Mama, this is so good, girl. Make me wanna wife you up right now." Jey said.

"What's stopping you from doin' it?" I questioned him, teasing him a bit.

He gave me a stern look knowing how much he hates it whenever I tease him about something, "Tink, don't start that teasing shit."

I threw my hands up in defense while smiling at him, hearing his cousins and Jon on the mic.

"Yooo Tiana, when is yall comin' to visit again, dawg?"

"Trin misses you T."

I grabbed his headset and put it on to speak with the guys. " We'll come back to visit soon, Isayah."

"Jon, you and Trin see me almost every day, especially Trin, but tell her I miss her too." I said in the mic as I took the headset off.

We were done eating dinner together, and I went to wash the dishes when he said something, "Don't worry, mama. I got the dishes; just head upstairs."

I nodded my head while heading upstairs to watch some TV. As I was heading upstairs towards his bedroom, I heard some shouting downstairs, probably from Jey yelling at his brothers and cousins on the game.

I didn't really pay attention as I lay down in his bed, turning on some Netflix and scrolling through my social media. I posted a picture of the dinner that I made on my story.

I responded to all of my friends who immediately swiped up to see what I posted, making me laugh at their replies begging for me to come over to cook them something.

Saying how my new man is lucky to have someone like me until that bitch Kehlani swiped up to say something negative.

theyhatelani replied to your story: girl you could never be me fr like its giving pick me behavior.

I rolled my eyes at her while replying because she had me fucked up.

tianasworld: look here little bitch imma need yo' ass to gtfo please and thank you. theyhatelani: girl bye you are just a pick me tianasworld: the person that's being a pick me is YOU you're just mad because he don't want yo ass and found something better, you honestly sound like a bitter baby mama fr. 😭😭 theyhatelani: bitch fuck you I'll drag yo' ass tianasworld: that's funny honestly, i like to see you try it hoe. theyhatelani: bet send me the addy. tianasworld: I think you know where I'm at little hoe. theyhatelani: ouuuu just wait till i get there imma beat your ass so bad then steal back what's mine.

I just rolled my eyes like this girl is going to steal shit, I turned off my phone while getting up from the bed as I grabbed a pony tail holder to tie my hair up in a bun.

I walked downstairs, seeing Jey still on the game. He turned his head, looking at me with a confused expression, causing him to pause the game.

"Baby? What's up where you goin?" He questioned me.

"Your lame ass ex-girlfriend wanna pull up and fight me, so I told her to pull up, and now I'm just waiting," I said as he placed his hands on his hips.

"Mama—-Josh, I am tired of her coming at me disrespectfully, so now she gets a taste of her own medicine." I cut him off before he could get anything out.

I heard him sighing deeply while pulling my waist so that I could be closer to him.

"Mama she isn't worth it." He replied.

"I need to get my lick in, bae; I just can't let her slide with this." I said while looking up at him.

Before he could say anything, we heard the door knocking. I knew that it had to be her, so Jey went to open the door. To our surprise, it was Kehlani standing there.

"Where's yo bitch at Jey?" She asked.

"Watch yo' damn mouth, and secondly, why is yo' ass messing with her anyway, getting her all mad."

"Because she doesn't deserve you, and I want you back."

Jey scoffed as he heard footsteps coming up fast; being pushed harshly to the side, I jumped on top of Kehlani, bashing her damn head in.

I kept punching her in her face, feeling something warm in my hand. When I looked down, I could see that she was bleeding from her nose.

She tried to shove me off, but I was stronger than her, so I kept her pinned into the ground, constantly punching her in her shit.

As I was bashing her head in, I felt Jey pull me back, holding me tightly as Kehlani lay there hair all messed up.

"Mama! Mama, calm down. Look at me. Just focus on me, okay? She's not worth it," Jey said.

I looked up at him and then back at her, and as I calmed down, he was right. She wasn't worth my time; she was more delusional than Malakai, so I fixed myself while folding my arms.

We saw her get up, fixing her hair and clothes, "It's not over bitch imma get you and your best friend."

"Girl fuck you." I spat while throwing up the middle finger at her.

She got into her car and left, and Jey and I went back inside the house, going into the living room.

"You're a hothead girl; geez, didn't know what I was getting myself into, but yo' ass ain't have to push me like that." He said.

"My fault, baby. I just had to do it."

"C'mon girl, let's go upstairs and sleep for tonight."

Under Your Touch.

tianasworld replied to your story: you know I do baby 💁🏽‍♀️ theyhatelani replied to your story: whatever imma get my lick back though when yall break up you know where im at Jey. trinity_fatu replied to your story: ouuuuu i know that smack can yall get married already. biancabelairwwe replied to your story: you got a wife right there sir 😀😀 zillafatu replied to your story: she can cook????? okay cuzzo I see you.

A/N: ok ik ik the whole fight was short but it's okay though her and Bianca finna get they asses like I said before everything is unfolding right now and Kai....ion got nun to say.

Hope yall enjoy this chapter lmk in the comments.

Stay Ucey. 🩷

#jey uso #black writers #black fanfic writer #jey x oc black #black oc #wwelove #black reader #wwe fanfiction #jey uso fanfiction #jey uso smut

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lurkingshan · 1 year ago

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Random BL Grievances, 2023 Edition

Listen. I was going to be nice. I was going to listen to my better angels. Shan, I said, there is no need to hate, it's all love! Just let it all go! But then my Tay Tawan was cruelly ripped away from me and @my-rose-tinted-glasses gave me inspiration. So fuck it, we ball. Hateration turned up to 11, let's go.

Worst Waste of a Good Start: Jun & Jun

Remember when this show started and it was all about scent kink and extremely horny energy, and then suddenly that all evaporated so we could add a bunch of side plots and do four different love triangles instead? Yeah I'm still mad about it!!

Most Overused Metaphor: Dangerous Romance

Hey y'all, did you know windmills need wind to power them?

Rudest Boy: Lomfon, La Pluie

The audacity of this boy. The chaos he sewed. Look at this scene! Immediately after this he not only plotted a secret date with his situationship's brother, he kissed said brother without consent. He made Tien cry. I may have forgiven your lanky ass, but I sure didn't forget!

Worst Retcon: Naughty Babe

This is not Men in Black and you can't just mind wipe me into forgetting these two already worked through half these issues in Cutie Pie. Not to mention suddenly turning a dog into a CGI tiger!! Thanks to Nat and Max for their service though those sex scenes at the end did help me cope.

Biggest Audience Betrayal: Minato's Laundromat 2

Plot contrivance amnesia! In my painstaking slow burn self acceptance journey that I have spent two entire seasons on. I will never forgive them.

Most Egregious Lack of Threesomes: Only Friends

You put me through all that messy drama and all those teases and I did not get to watch even one (1) threesome? Just a couple of kisses and everybody vacates the pool. I ask you, what was the point of Boeing if he wasn't here to fuck everybody! For shame, Jojo.

Most Undeserved Forgiveness: Eun Ji and Tae Hyung, The Eighth Sense

These two assholes are really up there amongst the worst friends in drama this year. I don't care what Jae Won says, I do not forgive you. Ji Hyun should have kept that petty energy for the both of them.

Biggest Character Letdown: Sand, Only Friends

Eternally pouring one out for the rougher, more cynical version of Sand who was wielding a baseball bat in the trailer. I don't know what happened to you, my guy, but you live on in my heart.

Most Baffling Dropped Plot: Thyme, A Boss and a Babe

Why was Drake even in this show? What was the point of all that plot set up in the first half if they weren't going to resolve it?? Why wasn't Thyme the mole??? Make it make sense.

Most Obvious Lack of Purpose: Between Us

How on earth did this happen? You have literal years to write a compelling sequel story for a wildly popular side ship and this is all you can come up with?! Aside from a couple nice sexy scenes at the start, this show really had no idea what it was about and nothing interesting to say.

Biggest Waste of Everyone's Time: Absolute Zero

New Siwaj, you're getting the triple dose on this list!! And AZ is your biggest sin this year because what the fuck was this! You had all that money, all that talent, all that time at your disposal, and this is what you did with it. UWMA squad was lined up to see you finally do another masterpiece, and you delivered this mess instead. What is going on with you, sir, I feel it's time for an intervention.

Worst Derailing of a Good Show: Step by Step

You didn't think this post was ending without me mentioning this disaster, did you? An all-time cautionary tale in how to waste a good slow burn. Jeng deserved better and so did we.

#bl grievances 2023 #la pluie #only friends the series #step by step #the eight sense #jun & jun #dangerous romance #a boss and a babe #absolute zero #minato's laundromat 2 #naughty babe the series #shan shouts into the void

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pablitogavii · 1 year ago

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Happy Family Pt. 2

Here is PT.1 for y'all :)

The next morning you were the first one downstairs preparing some coffee while texting one of your best friends from back home. You just needed to tell someone what happened last night or you would burst.

"Morning hermanita..." you suddenly heard dropping your phone on the ground not expecting him to be so close and he chuckled picking it up for you.

"You really enjoy scaring me, don't you!?" you say about to take your phone away but he kept it looking at the messages which made you freak out.

"Apparently you don't mind me that much, hermanita" he smirked reading your message before giving you back the phone and you were once again bright red. Damn it! He keeps winning this war!

"Buenos dias kids. I will drive you both today" Sr. Pablo said carrying his morning newspaper while Belen went to make some breakfast. She told me yesterday during dinner that she loves to have all meals as a family and I thought that was so adorable.

"Por que!?" Pablo said and his dad gave him a stern look reminding him of the promise you broke yesterday so he just shut up sitting down waiting for breakfast.

"Bon día!" a boy entered carrying the bag with fresh pastries putting it on the island before greeting he parents, shaking hands with Gavi and finally arriving to where I was sitting.

"I'm Javi..nice to meet you..I'm.." he shook your hand and you interrupted him knowing exactly who he was from the talk.

"Aurora's boyfriend" you say and he smiles nodding his head as she joined in hugging him tightly.

"This is mi nueva hermanita cariño..I told her about you" she said and the boy blushed a little nodding his head and joining in for breakfast.

I went to change into my new uniform after we all ate walking downstairs where Pablo stood in his training kit making me unable not to look..he looked so much better in barça attire.

He was just as guilty looking up as I walked down the stairs staring at my placed skirt raising up a little as I stepped down. He moved a little coughing when his dad joined us and we went to one of his cars.

I was surprised that he opened the door for me thinking to myself that although being cocky idiot, he was raised in a good family and was still a true gentleman.

"Gracias.." you say trying to be kind entering the car and he closed the door before getting in the passenger seat. You had to stop by the gas station and when his dad left, he turn around shamelessly looking at you from head to toe.

"Do you want a picture cabrón!?" you say looking away from your phone and he smirked nodding his head about to take his phone but only chuckling when you blushed red.

"I don't need a picture hermanita..I will remember you in that little uniform for sure..just like I remember you in those red panties..every detail" he whispered the last part and you felt yourself shivering while playing with the edge of your skirt in nervousness. Thankfully his dad came back quickly and he turned around.

When you arrived to the university, there was a hoard of fans around the car knocking on his window until he opened and gave a few signatures.

"And this always happens??" you ask truthfully never experiencing anything like this before and Pablo's dad chuckled nodding his head.

"At least nobody will notice me being the new kid.." you joked grabbing your bag and leaving the car hiding from the camera shots and rushing to the entrance. Pablo watched after you clenching his jaw when some guy smirked while looking at your ass while following after you.

"Hey! You're Pablo Gavi's new hermanita right?" curly haired girl who was sitting next to you in class whispered and you sighed knowing this would happen.

"Yes, I am..and no, I can't get you to meet him!" you say opening your book but she only chuckled shaking her head.

"No..no..you got me wrong. I saw you come in and noticed him in the passenger seat. I have a boyfriend, and thought you could use a friend. I'm Nicole" she said and you nodded smiling at her.

"I'm sorry..I just thought.." you started but she interrupted you.

"You're right to be careful..most would only play nice to get to him through you" she said and you nodded before the class finally started.

"Hey Nick! Back to school party tonight at 10? Bring that bombón too" some tall guy said to us while we were waiting in the lunch line and she smirked nodding her head.

"Who is that??" you say thinking he was kinda handsome but still a little too cocky for your taste. It seems all cocky guys glued to you since you arrived to Spain!

"That's Charlie. But don't fall for his charm..he's the biggest player. Doesn't mean we don't take the free party ticket tho! I'll pick you up at nine?" she said and you nodded although you still had to ask your 'new parents'.

During the dinner, when everyone was there you decided to bring up the party you were invited to hoping they would let you go.

"It's the back to school party and I would really like to go and meet some friends?" you said and they looked at each other trying to decide together.

"Since you just got here, we would like someone we know to go with you.." Sr. Pablo said and you understood knowing that they are responsible for you while you live with them.

"I would go but it's date night tonight..but Pablo is free?" Aurora said and you knew this would be a hard thing to ask but you really wanted to go. You just turned towards Pablo who was eating his toast carelessly meeting your big pleading eyes.

"Stop looking at me like that!" he said but you kept looking at him sadly now pouting as well while his parents smirked chuckling amongst each other.

"Come on hermano! You can't say no to that!" Aurora said smiling at you and he sighed shrugging his shoulders agreeing like it's not a big deal.

You jumped hugging him from behind without thinking which took you both by surprise. You returned to sit down and eat with blushing cheeks but happy to have convinced him to take you.

"Are you ready finally!?" he knocked on your door and you opened making him stand back looking at you in awe which defiantly built your confidence.

"Um..you look nice hermanita" he said you smirked nodding your head and walking by him towards the stairs.

"Thank you Pablo" you said for the first time using his name instead of some insulting nickname. He smiled after hearing that following after you.

"Ready to go chica!?" Nicole was in her jeep in front of the house and you smiled nodding your head but Pablo unlocked his own car.

"You're riding with me! No arguments!" he said before you could whine and you just shrugged nodding your head and getting into the passenger seat as he held the door open.

When you arrived, you met with Nicole introducing her to Pablo before you three entered the club. Pablo was not much of a party lover especially since people always surround him asking for pictures and autographs.

"I'll be by the bar..behave yourself hermanita!" his voice was low and threatening and your panties were ruined but you decided to ignore it walking with your best friend to the crowd of people.

Nicole introduced you to some of her other friends when Charlie walked up with a bottle of vodka and a girl on his shoulder. He was clearly known by everyone but when he saw you he let go of her giving his whole focus to you instead of anyone else.

"It's a second time we meet..I think I deserve to know your name now bombón??" he said reaching out his hand as the girl snarled snatching the bottle and leaving.

You shook his hand smiling feeling a little uncomfortable with the whole situation but still liking the attention you were receiving.

"I'm Y/n..nice to meet you Charlie" you said and he smirked asking how you knew his name but everyone knew who he was anyways. Like you said before, too cocky for your liking!

"Y/n..how about I get you a drink to start this party huh?" he said taking your hand and pulling you towards the bar but you knew Pablo was there and didn't want to make a scene.

"No..um..that's okay..I'm not thirsty right now" you tried to get out of this but it was no use since he kept offering while pulling you to the bar where Pablo was sitting with own drink.

"Tyga! Let's make this bombón a rum cola" Charlie said making Pablo turn to the side clenching his jaw when he saw the same guy who was checking you out holding your wrist.

"You will not make her anything Tyga!" Pablo's voice was low and threatening and the bartender stopped pouring the rum in the glass.

You gulped when Pablo walked up around the bar to where you were standing snaking his muscled arm around your waist and pulling you to his side making Charlie let go off your wrist.

Pablo might not be as tall but he was bulking and didn't look like someone you should mess with, especially when he was angry like this. Charlie was just as angry getting closer and making Pablo hide you behind his back.

"Listen you can be the famous footballer all you want, I don't care cabrón!" Charlie yelled and people started to show up cheering for a fight and you started to freak out while holding onto Pablo's shirt helplessly.

"Stay away from her! I won't repeat it again.." was all Pablo said trying his best not to cause a scene and end up in every gossip magazine the next morning.

"Didn't think I needed Golden Boy's permission to fuck you, bombón??" Charlie smirked while everyone laughed and you felt so embarrassed from how he was talking to you. Who the hell did he think he was!?

Pablo was thinking the same exact thing tensing up about to move towards him but you pulled him back just wanting to disappear from here.

"Pablo, please don't..let's just go home" you snaked your arm around him waist to keep him from moving. Obviously you couldn't hold him back being much weaker but he was letting you calm him down.

"Yeah just go home footballer!" Charlie smirked and Pablo couldn't help his anger again pulling away from him and hitting his face with all his strength.

Before Charlie stood up, you screamed standing in between them and placing your hands on Pablo's strong chest not letting him move forwards.

"Please Pablo..for me.." you whispered the last part and Pablo looked down at your eyes sighed gulping heavily before grabbing your hand and taking you out of the bar. The ride home was quiet and you could tell that Pablo was very angry so you didn't want to test your luck.

"Thank you for walking away.." you broke the silence not expecting him to attack you about what happened next which is exactly what he did. Pablo told you to 'behave' and the next thing you do is get a drink with a playboy!?

"How could you be so fucking stupid huh!? Can't you tell when someone just wants to use you!?" Pablo was gripping his steering wheel and now you were getting angry as well. Why would he get angry at you for something that asshole did!?

"Well, if I'm so stupid why the hell did you save me!?" you spat and his jaw clenched breaking suddenly and your body trashed forwards and you were turning towards him angrily.

"You're in MY house, MY city and MY car so you're MY responsibility! Get that!?" he was yelling and you felt hurt that he just saw you as some bother in his life. Were you really such a horrible thing that happened to his life!?

"Then I'll stay away from you! Just drive me home, please.." you were sad and something in Pablo broke not wanting to be so harsh but the previous anger towards that asshole was still holding him.

You pulled your legs to your chest crying softly and Pablo felt like a real asshole trying his best not to look but every once in awhile he stole a glance at you wishing he can just dry your tears with his hands. You finally arrived home and you left before he could open your door rushing straight to your room. You just wanted to sleep and forget about tonight!

Pablo sighed walking past his old room towards the guest room wanting so badly to walk in an apologize for his actions. He didn't do that tho not knowing if it was a smart idea so he just left to get some sleep hoping things would be better in the morning.

Here's the second part :) I hope you like it!

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seongminiz · 10 months ago

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hello my luv!! ngl i was laughing my ass off when i found out seongmin had beat taeyoung’s horse cock allegations😭😭 but like picture this.. you’re taeyoung’s best friend who came along that exact video and decided to tease him over it when he came for movie night.

“better shut your mouth before i shove it in to shut it for you”

also would it be alright if i could become 🫙 anon? much love to youu🤍🤍🤍

(not me turning this into a whole ass fic help)(n ofc u can be 🫙 anon !!)

review : ★★☆☆☆ , not that big tbh

minors dni ; ~1.7k words

warnings not proof read its like 3am i'll fix this in the morning , dom taeyoung , bratty reader , rlly lighthearted unserious n kinda fluffy , oral (m rec) , unprotected sex :3 (its not a jo seongminiz fic without it tbh) , creampie , big dick taeyoung :') , bulge kink n a little of size kink ig ? idk taeyoung refers to reader as tiny in one instance , liiittle bit of dumbification , i used the words cock n dick so much in this they dont even feel like real words anymore send help , some of the dialog is kinda cringe sawrry abt that , the whole smut part is cringe tbh im going to set myself on fire how am i a smut writer that doesn't know how to write smut

note no bc the way they were talking abt cock n balls on national television like CAN WE HAVE SOME DECORUM PLS anyways ! THE WRITERS BLOCK HAS BEEN CURED Y'ALL cant believe it took taeyoung having a small dick to fix this i love ur brain anon bc like .. YES . i can picture this so well . n i am NAWT letting the taeyoung monster cock agenda go no matter what seongmin says ik hes lyingggg

deep down u know what seongmin said was nothing more than a joke with barely any truth to it. it's not like you're unfamiliar with taeyoung's size, having your fair experience of accidentally rubbing ur ass against him while you were cuddling one too many times and causing some awfully awkward accidents because of it.

still, teasing taeyoung is wayyy more fun than acknowledging any of that. and for once, actually grinding down on him to get a reaction while you're cuddled up on your couch, watching a shitty movie you picked randomly, is fun too.

you can clearly feel taeyoung's bulge growing, just as you can feel him trying to move behind you to make it a little better (and ultimately making it worse each time), and you can hear the way his breath gets heavier by the minute, trying to stifle a few whines here and there you want to hear more of so badly.

when you 'innocently' grind against him once more under the pretense of stretching, taeyoung's last weak bit of restraint is gone. he groans, a hand firmly gripping your hips to hold you in place and finally stop your cruel shenanigans.

'can you stop that?' taeyoung asks, voice strained. 'stop what?' you look behind you and up at him, eyes wide in the fakest innocent expression you can come up with.

'you know what i'm talking about, you're...' he sits up, finally freeing himself from the close contact with you and quickly grabbing a pillow to hide his boner. you smirk to yourself, shaking your head as you sit up too. 'you're making me hard...' he finally says, lowering his voice so you can barely hear him over the movie playing.

'oh!' your expressions shifts to one of even faker concern, pouting a little. 'sorry about that. i didn't really feel anything, though, that's why i didn't notice...' you both know your explanation is bullshit. taeyoung knows that, he's sure of it even as you whisper something along the lines of 'i guess seongmin was right about it not being that big.'

still, he somehow finds himself trying to desperately defend his pride, barely managing to stutter out something about seongmin being a liar and how you both know you're just playing along with that whole bit for shits and giggles.

'am i?' you tilt your head to the side, keeping up your act as well as you can until the inevitable happens. 'you know, i've never really seen it, so how would i know? i guess until i do, i'll just have to trust seongmin on his word...'

for the first time that night, taeyoung actually laughs. 'if you wanted to see my dick that bad, you should've just asked,' he moves the pillow away, and you can finally shamelessly stare at his very obvious bulge as much as you want. taeyoung takes his sweet time with it , undoing the strings of his sweatpants and hooking his thumbs in the waistband before looking up at you, taking in your shocked expression and the way you're basically hypnotized by the sight of his still clothed cock.

because holy shit. you knew seongmin was just messing with him when he made that joke, you knew he was somewhat big, but this?

'this is a fucking monster cock what the fuck?'

the words leave your mouth before you can properly process them and, at the same time, with a quick motion taeyoung gets rid of both his sweatpants and boxers at once, finally snapping you out of your dick-induced trance.

just to have you plummet into an even worse one, probably. because not only is taeyoung's dick enormous, it also looks pretty as fuck.

'told you so,' he simply says, one of his hands gently lifting your chin so you can face him, his demeanor suddenly more serious. 'you're still okay with this, right?'

'of course,' you manage to say, breaking the heavy eye contact for a split second to steal yet another glance at taeyoung's dick. despite your voice shaking, and your actions not matching your words, you try to once again keep up that same act that brought you exactly where you are right now. 'plus, i was right, it's not even that big.'

'oh, really?' taeyoung's hand leaves your face and slides down to your shoulder, a silent command you follow with no objections, sliding off the couch and to your knees on the cold floor beneath you, right between his legs.

and face to face with his cock.

'let's hope it's at least big enough to shut you up, then,' taeyoung runs his hand through your hair, firmly gripping it 'maybe you'll be able to put your mouth to good use for once.'

at that moment, you genuinely wish taeyoung was smaller. because no matter how hard you try, you can't seem to be able to take all of him in your mouth, using your hand to cover the part you can't reach.

truth is, taeyoung isn't as relaxed as he would want to be either. the simple fact you can't take all of him is enough to rile him up even more, fighting the urge to just take charge and fuck your mouth like he really wants to.

'so much for it not being that big, huh?' his words come out weak, broken by small moans and whimpers in between them.

of course you don't- you can't reply to taeyoung's taunts, at least verbally, so you opt for trying to take him deeper. the action makes you gag, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat. taeyoung almost cums right then and there, his resolve slowly crumbling and breaking down as he pulls you off of him.

after all, he has greater plans than just cumming down your throat. and if the way you whimper and rub your thighs together once he leaves your mouth empty is anything to go by, you do too.

taeyoung gently helps you up and back on the couch. his lips are immediately on yours, pulling you into a heated makeout as he gets rid of your shorts and underwear, sliding one hand between your legs to be met with your soaked cunt. you whine into the kiss, pulling away from him and grabbing on his wrist.

'don't tease me,' you complain. taeyoung wants to laugh at you. after all you've done and said, you are the one who doesn't want to be teased? if that's what you want, though...

'right, you said it's not that big anyways, you should be able to take it right away, no?'

what taeyoung didn't expect you to do was actually agree. you desperately nod, hand still wrapped around his wrist 'i can take it, please.'

or maybe you can't, but at this moment you'd rather die impaled on your best friend's cock than admit you were wrong, even when all the evidence - especially your own lived one - points to your defeat.

you definitely can't.

that's what you realize as taeyoung starts to push the head of his cock inside you and your eyes immediately fill with tears.

'fuck... you're so-'

'i'm not the problem here, you're just fucking big.' you cut him off. your head is spinning and, despite the pain, you can't deny how good you actually feel. how full you are, even as you look down and realize he's barely halfway inside of you.

you close your eyes, squeezing taeyoungs's hand. when did you even start holding it? you don't remember, probably somewhere between when you yelled at him to 'fucking slow down' and when you threatened to 'cut your dick off if you dare to cum before you're all the way in'.

luckily for taeyoung, your threats will have to wait and his cock - a national treasure at this point - will live to see another day.

now that he's fully buried inside your cunt, you can finally adjust to his size, slowly relaxing until it doesn't hurt (that much) anymore. 'you can move,' you say after a while, your hips bucking up in encouragement as taeyoungs's grip on your sides tightens.

'fucking finally, i thought i was going to die before i got to properly fuck you,' his joke and your laugh to it are short lived, cut off by the both of you moaning in unison as he starts picking up his pace.

you're so overwhelmed, you can feel taeyoung everywhere inside you, so deep you're pretty sure you should be dead at this point. you're grateful you're not, though, you're pretty sure if you were you wouldn't be able to feel the way the tip of his cock relentlessly bullies your sweet spot, paired with his fingers right on your clit and...

'fuck look at this,' you whine when the stimulation on your clit subsides, but your disappointment doesn't last long, taeyoung places that same hand on your lower stomach, pressing on the very evident bulge formed by taeyoungs's cock ramming inside you.

'but it's not that big right? fuck... maybe you're right, i might not be that big, maybe you're just too tiny for me.'

you moan at taeyoung's words, too far gone to properly process them as you mindlessly nod. 'aw, did i fuck you too dumb? can't think properly when i'm fucking you this good?' he coos at you, and you can't do anything but nod again.

'so full... going to cum,' you can barely speak before you're clenching down even more on his cock, cumming with no further warning.

if taeyoung wasn't about to cum before, he definitely is now, his hips picking up the pace even more as he helps you ride through your high and starts to overstimulate you chasing his own.

his dick twitches inside of you, and you swear you could almost cum again just from that, as his hips stutter and finally slow down, his cum filling you up.

you're both panting, trying to recover from probably the most mind blowing highs of your life.

when you make eye contact with taeyoung, he starts laughing again.

'what?' you ask.

'so? did i change your mind?'

you shrug, suppressing your own laugh 'eh, not really... it wasn't that big to be honest'

:3 thats it bye omg shitty ending everybody say thank u jo seongminiz

#🍰 seongminiz !#🧇 crvt !#💭 . 🫙 anon !#cravity hard hours #cravity smut #taeyoung smut #taeyoung hard hours

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harringtonstilinski · 9 months ago

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Always The Babysitter - Chapter Twenty-Three: E Pluribrus Unum (Bonus Scene)

Author: @harringtonstilinski Characters: Steve Harrington x Olivia Henderson(OC) Word Count: 3,169 Warnings: angst, mentions of blood, steve getting his ass kicked, steve and robin being drugged, italics is steve hearing liv's commentary, tiniest bit of foreshadowing 👀 ?, non-canon hallucinations (not mentioned in story after this), Smut: no | yes; A/N: Hi, friends! Y'all voted for a bonus scene, and I'm here to deliver! Main focus is Steve and Robin's scenes. If you like this bonus scene, please do not hesitate to reblog and give some feedback, whether it be in the reblogs, comments, or my inbox. As always, read at your own risk and enjoy 😊

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As soon as Liv, Dustin and Erica were out of sight, Robin and I were flung through the air to the wall next to us at the door being shoved open. Once we got our bearings, we raised our hands, Russian guards standing in front of us with their guns drawn. Ahh, crap.

They hauled us to our feet, essentially dragging us to separate rooms. My only thought as they kept asking me questions and punching me when I gave them my answers was that I was super glad Liv wasn’t here to hear or witness this. She’d be losing her shit.

As they punched me in the face, yet again, I groaned in pain, again thankful that Liv wasn’t here to try and kick the shit out of these Russian assholes. After we confessed our love to each other, my need to protect her increased tenfold. I’m sure her need increased, as well.

Feeling blood dripping from my mouth, I groaned, “That one stung,” before gasping for air.

What I’m guessing is the main head honcho for these buttwipes asked, “Who do you work for?”

“For the millionth time, I work at Scoops Ahoy!” Bringing my head up, I breathed out, “Scoops Ahoy,” doing my best to gear up for the next hit to the face… that didn’t happen. That hit went to my stomach, a pained groan coming from my throat before I yelled out, “What the hell?! ”

Bending over, I said, “Look at my outfit! Look at my outfit! My girlfriend might think it’s hot, but look at it! You think I just wear this?! Think I’m a spy in a sailor’s uniform?” Another punch to the stomach.

I can hear Olivia now saying, “You assholes! I’m gonna kill you!” or “I’ll take his place!” while struggling against another guard.

With a stone face, the head honcho asked with an uninterested tone, “How did you get in?”

Gasping for breath, I was bent over as I grunted, “I already told you,” before sitting up to say, “I told you before.” I gasped for air again, hearing Liv’s voice in my head saying, “Lie again,” before repeating my words from earlier. “My delivery didn’t come, and my friends and I, we thought that it was left at the loading dock, so we went into the room, and it tuuurrrrned into an elevator, and then…”

“You have to be a better liar, Steven,” her voice said.

“And then we dropped and then next thing we know, I open my eyes and we’re in this… wonderful facility.”

“Oh my god. Shut up, Steve.”

“But I swear to God, nobody knows about us, nobody saw us. You could just let us go, alright? And I’m not gonna tell anybody about this, okay? Shit happens, life goes on. And uhh… ice-ice cream. Ice cream, okay? You guys know what ice cream is.”

“They’re Russians, not aliens from space, Steven!”

“Everybody loves ice cream. I don’t know if you have Russian ice cream or if that’s considered gelato-”

“That’s Italians, Steve!”

“I don’t know what’s what, but whatever you guys want, seriously. USS Butterscotch, I mean, you gotta try it. It’s out of this world, I’m telling ya!”

Head honcho and the guy that was repeatedly hitting me just started… laughing? So, I joined in, as well. More nervously, of course.

“I like this guy!” Head honcho said. “USS… Butterscotch.” He laughed again, it turning into a chuckle as he bent down a little, resting his hands on his knees.

All I could do was look at him nervously, scared for what was to come next as the room fell quiet.

“Who do you work for?” he enunciated.

Well, shit. “Oh, come on,” I all but whined, eyeing the other guard. “No, no! No, seriously!”

Black was the very next thing that I saw as that douchebag hit me in the face… yet again.

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I don’t remember much else after literally being knocked out, but what I do remember next was waking up to Robin’s voice calling out for help.

“Hey,” I said, groggily. “Would you stop yelling?”

I could feel her relief from just hearing my voice as she said, “Steve! Oh, my god!” before panting out my name. She was leaning back as I was leaning forward as she asked, “Are-are you okay?”

“My ears are ringing, I can barely breathe, my eye feels like it’s about to pop out of my skull, and Liv’s voice is running through my head, but ya’know, apart from that, I’m doing pretty good.”

“Well, the good news is that they’re calling you a doctor,” Robin said.

“Jesus, you two are idiots.”

I looked around the room, which looked liked a… ya’know, a doctors room. “Is this his place of work? I love the vibe.” Robin chuckled as I added, “Charming.”

“Yeah, tell me about it. So, okay,” she said. “Do you see that table over there to your right?”

I turned my head to the left. Don’t ask why.

“Babe. Your other left.”

“No, your other right,” Robin said.

Turning my head to my correct right, she added, “Yeah, okay. Do you see those scissors?”

“Uh-huh,” I confirmed.

“Yeah, well, I think that if we move at the same time, we could get over there, and then maybe I could kick the table and knock them into your lap.”

Picking up what she was putting down, I said, “And I could cut the binds.”

“Yeah, and we could get out of here.”

“Gotcha. Okay, yeah, we can do that.”

“Yeah.”

“Those morons. They left scissors in here?” I asked, turning my head side to side.

“Yeah, morons,” Robin added.

“Total morons,” I added to my own statement, adding with determination, “Okay.”

“Okay, so, on the count of three, we’re gonna hop.”

“O-okay, good, hop on three. I gotcha.”

“Alright. One.. two.. three.”

We both hopped towards the table, a little happy that this plan was actually working. Robin and I counted to three again, our excitement building at the fact that we were almost to the table… and I was almost to the point where I could hug and kiss my girl again.

Counting to three again, we hopped for a third time… only for our fucking luck to bite us in the ass because we ended up falling, our heads towards the table, our feet towards the door.

Robin and I both groaned at our heads and arms hitting the ground before I heard her crying.

“A bunch of fucking geniuses.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. Don’t cry. Robin.” Instead of hearing her cry, I heard her… laughing? “Are you laughing?”

She laughed harder before saying, “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry. It’s just… I can’t believe I’m gonna die in a secret Russian base with Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington. It’s just too trippy, man.”

“We’re not gonna die,” I reassured. “We’re gonna get out of here, okay? Liv wouldn’t let us die anyway. She’d kill every single Russian down here before they could kill us. Just– you gotta let me just think for a second.”

It was quiet for a moment, my thoughts running through my brain before Robin asked, “Do you remember, uhm, Mrs. Click’s sophomore History class?”

I lifted my head, shaking it a little before asking with an annoyingly curious tone, “What?”

“Mrs. Clickity-Clackity,” she said. “That’s what us band dweebs called her.”

Sighing, I pressed my forehead into the floor, remembering when I was an asshole to everyone, the guilt eating at me in this moment.

“It was first period, Tuesdays and Thursdays, so you were always late.”

Even though we weren’t as close during that time, Liv had ended up scolding me more than a few times for always being late. “Goodness, Harrington. Don’t you own a fucking watch?”

“And you always had the same breakfast. Bacon, egg and cheese on a sesame bagel.”

“I know we’re not close anymore, but you could still bring me a freaking sausage McMuffin!” Since Liv scolded me the last time, every Tuesday and Thursday she’d find a Sausage McMuffin in her locker.

“I sat behind you, two days a week for a year,” Robin said. “Mister Funny. Mister Cool. The King of Hawkins High himself. Liv being your Queen.”

“Ugh! Don’t bring that up!”

“Do you even remember me from that class?”

“No.”

I didn’t know what to say because… well, I didn’t remember her. I didn’t care about anyone else or anything during high school. Other than the girls I’d bang, being in basketball and on the swim team, or being with Nancy… or being friends with Liv again.

Robin’s chuckle brought me out of my thoughts before she said, “Of course you don’t. You were a real asshole, ya’know that?”

Feeling incredibly bad, I said sadly, “Yeah, I know.”

“The biggest asshole, babe.”

“But it didn’t even matter,” Robin continued. “It didn’t even matter that you were an ass. I was still… obsessed with you.”

I could hear Liv’s scoff as she said, “Everyone was.”

“Even though all of us losers pretend to be above it all, we still just wanna be popular… accepted, normal.”

“If it makes you feel any better, having those things isn’t all that great,” I said, sniffling. “Seriously. Liv can tell you that… even though she… didn’t grow up the same as me.” Taking a deep breath, I sighed it back out as I said, “It just baffles me. Everything that people tell you is important, everything that people say you should care about, it’s all just…” I lightly chuckled before adding, “...bullshit. But I guess you gotta mess up to figure things out, right?”

“I hope so. I feel like my whole life has been… one big error.”

We both chuckled, a smile crossing my face for the first time since yesterday.

“Yep,” I agreed, a small smile on my face.

“At least it can’t get any more messed up than this,” Robin said.

“Ya’know, I wish I’d known you in Click’s class,” I said.

“Yeah?”

“Really. I do.”

“Olivia humbled you,” Robin whispered.

“Yeah. She did.” I smiled a little, thinking of my girlfriend and how grateful I am of her. How happy I am that she gave me a thump on my head when I needed it most. “Maybe you both could’ve helped me pass the class. Maybe instead of being here, Liv and I’d be on our way to college right now.”

“And I would have no idea that there were evil Russians beneath our feet, and I would happily be slinging ice cream with some other schmuck.”

We chuckled, I guess because we’ve accepted our fate.

“Gotta say, though,” I said. “I liked being your schmuck.”

“Uhm, hello?!”

I chuckled lightly at hearing Liv’s commentary in my head. “So did Liv. It was fun while it lasted.”

“It was.”

Our come to Jesus meeting was over at the sound of the buzzer and door opening. We looked up, seeing the Head Honcho walk in with three other people… and then he chuckled.

“Where were you two going?” he asked, brows raised and arms out to his side for a moment.

“Ugh! Just go somewhere, asswipe. You’re kind of annoying.”

He clicked his tongue before the two guards lifted us up, setting the chairs back on their feet. I could see it now; Head Honcho holding Liv back, struggling to get out of his arms. “Don’t you fucking touch them, Russian bastard!”

Head Honcho bent in front of me again as I felt Robin’s head leaning on my neck as he asked, “Try telling the truth this time, yes?”

“He is, you ignorant freak!”

“It will make your visit with Dr. Zharkov less painful,” he continued, stroking the side of my face.

Again, I could see Olivia struggling in my mind, yelling at the doctor. “Don’t fucking touch him, you sick bastard! I’ll fucking kill you!”

Touching a sore on my chin, I winced, once again, seeing Liv in my mind struggling against the guard, her hair all around her face as she cried in sadness and anger. Head Honcho chuckled again before nodding once to the doctor.

I turned my head to watch him walk around me, a big ass needle in his hand, with blue liquid inside of a small vile. Fear started showing through as I looked at it, saying, “Wait a sec, wait. Hold on. Okay! Wait, wait, wait! What is that thing?”

The ‘doctor’ was standing next to me with the needle gun thing as he said, “It will help you talk.” He grabbed my hair and tilted my head to the side.

“Did you even clean that thing?!” I yelled, before screaming at the needle being punctured into my neck, the liquid seeping into my veins.

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After they had done the same thing to Robin, Head Honcho and his pack of bastards left the room, leaving Robin and I by ourselves for a moment. What was weird was that I couldn’t still see Liv, but not hear her in my mind anymore, my brain feeling more fuzzy than ever, almost like I’d smoked a joint.

Robin moved her head against mine a few times, as I just stared at a spot on the wall, seeing Liv every now and again as she paced in front of me. “I’m gonna kill them. I’m gonna fucking kill them.”

“Honestly, I don’t really feel anything,” I said. “Do you?”

“Really, Steven?”

“I mean, I… I feel fine,” Robin replied. “I feel normal.”

“Yeah, I feel-I feel fine,” I agreed, before slurring, “I kinda feel good,” before we both chuckled.

I wish I could say I actually felt Liv’s hands on my cheeks, but in my mind… I did. “Steve. You’re high as a fucking kite. Keep your mouth closed. Don’t say anything.”

“Wanna know a secret?” Robin asked.

“What?” I asked.

“I like it, too! And I’ve been seeing and hearing Liv!”

“Me, too!” I said, laughing.

“I feel good.”

“Morons! They messed up the drug.”

“Oh… my god.”

“They messed it up!”

As Robin leaned her head back, I tilted mine forward. “Morons,” she said.

Robin and I looked at the door as I loudly said, “Morons!”

“Hey, morons!”

“Moron! Mor–” she said at the same time I said, “Hey!”

“Whoa-oh!” I was still smiling and laughing, closing my eyes for a moment.

“Oh, no. There’s definitely something wrong with us.”

Amused, I said, “Somethin’s wrong.”

“Ya’think! Fucking idiots.”

That damn door buzzer sounded again, but I kind of didn’t care because of how good I felt as the Head Honcho and the Doc walked into the room. What did grab my attention was watching Head Honcho walking around Robin and I on her side just for him to stop and stand in front of me.

I turned my head after looking at him for a moment, watching the Doc mess with his bag at the table. Whatever he sets down makes Robin chuckle a little as he grabs a freaking medical bone saw from his bag.

“Would now be a good time to tell you that I don’t like doctors?” Robin asked.

The image of Olivia hastily walking around to Robin flashed in my mind, her hushed voice saying, “Robin, if you don’t shut the fuck up, I’ll send you to the Upside Down for a full-ass week!”

“Let’s try this again, yes?” Head Honcho said.

I licked the inside of my tongue, feeling to see if it was still there as I nodded and murmured out something while nodding my head.

Without missing a beat, he asked, “Who do you work for?”

“Scoops,” I said, looking at a random spot as Robin chuckled, my own joining. “Scoops Ahoy.”

Robin’s giggles were quiet as he asked, “How did you find us?”

I looked up at him, saying without missing a beat, “Totally by accident,” before lightly laughing… again.

He said something in Russian as I looked down for a moment, picking my head back up at the sound of something being open and closed, the Doc making his way back to us. “What is that shiny little toy?”

“Where are you going with that, Doc?” Robin asked.

Even in my high as a kite state, fear jumped through my body as he brought the clipper looking things to my fingers, grabbing onto my fingernail. “Whoa, whoa, hey, hey. Wait! No! Wait! Wait!”

“There was a code! There was a code! We heard a code!” Robin shouted as I jumped and tried to get away from the Doc.

“Code,” Honcho said, walking around to Robin. “What code?”

“The week is long. The silver cat feeds when blue meets yellow in the west. Blah, blah, blah. You broadcast that stupid spy shit all over town, and we picked it up on our Cerebro, and we cracked it in a day. A day! You think you’re so smart, but a couple of kids who scoop ice cream for a living cracked your code in a day, and now, people know you’re here.”

“Who knows we’re here, suchka?”

“Uh, well Dustin and Olivia know,” I said, looking off into space.

“Shut. The fuck. Up.”

“Hey, Steve?” Robin said.

“Yeah, Dustin and Olivia, the Henderson’s, they know.”

“Steve!”

“Dustin and Olivia Henderson,” Honcho said, walking around to stand in front of me. “Is this your small, curly-haired friend? As well as your short, curly-haired girlfriend?”

“Oh, curly-haired. Great hair. Small. Kinda like a ‘fro, yeah,” I said. “Where are they?”

“Oh, they’re long gone, you big asshole.” Little did I know. “And they’re probably calling Hopper, and Hopper’s calling the US Calvary. They’re gonna come in here, commando-style, guns a-blazin’, and kick your sorry asses back to Russia. You’re gonna be two pieces of toast.” With the drugs in my system, I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Is that so?”

“Yeah,” I said, matter-of-factly, before Robin and I laughed, Honcho joining in.

It all stopped at the sound of an alarm going off, all of our heads turning to the door. At the sound of Russian’s yelling, I turned back to Honcho and shrugged my shoulders, as if I were telling him told ya so.

Honcho left the room, telling the Doc to stay put… I guess. I don’t know. I don’t speak Russian. A couple of minutes went by before the door slammed opened, Dustin charging through with a zapping device, putting it against the Doc’s chest.

Olivia and Erica walked in after him, my eyes following all of them before landing on Liv’s, seeing her stand between Dustin and Erica, her eyes on the doc that fell to the ground. She turned to face me, seeing my eye bruised and swollen.

“Hey! Henderson!” I said, excitedly. “That’s… crazy, I was just talking about you.”

Sighing, Liv undid the bonds that were around my arms, hands and legs before putting her hand on my cheek. “What happened to you?”

“Oh, my god,” Robin said.

“Get ready to run!”

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Eye Contact - Lee Minho

Synopsis: After a long week at work, Friday nights were always your night to let loose. It was a way to forget about the office drama and stressful deadlines. What better way than to spend it with a stranger? "Well believe it or not, he is totally checking you out right now."

Pairing: Lee Minho x fem reader Genre: Angst, a little bit of smut if you squint

Word Count: 3.3k Warnings: contains swearing, alcohol consumption, swearing

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"Oh my god, y/n. You look hot as fuck!" Your best friend called out once you had emerged from your bedroom.

It seems like every in your friend group had a stressful week at work. Specifically for you, your job just people quit after finding better opportunities which meant your workload was piling up. If you didn't need to make rent, you would have bounced out of there with the rest of your former co-workers.

It was your best friend that took it upon herself to declare Friday was a (mandatory) girls night out in the group chat. You offered to host a pregame for the group, so you guys could spend less money out on the bars. Though, you were hopeful to score lucky tonight and have a guy pay for a ew drinks.

You decided on wearing a tight white top that had a cutout around your cleavage, showing off your breasts. You wore a pair of ripped baggy jeans but had a brown belt secured around the belt loops to accentuate your ass. You had a pair of ankle boots on as well, helping give you some height and confidence.

"What? You said it was girls' night out, so I decided to show off my girls," you said teasingly, motioning towards your breasts. "Yeah, if I had tits like yours, I would do the same thing," your one friend jumped in.

"Ok, ok. Enough of gawking over y/n's breasts. I say we all take a shot then head out now that y/n is ready."

I rolled my eyes playfully at her dramatics but nodded my head. "Let's do it!" Your best friend took out 5 shot glasses, one for each person in attendance. She let her eyes gaze over your liquor selection before settling on tequila. Most of the group groaned whereas you grinned excitedly. Everyone put on their best brave face as y/bff/n poured the shots for everyone.

You raised yours mid-air, enough to easily take the shot and help the rest of the group just down it. "Here's to the girls," you announced.

"To the girls!"

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You stood on the sidewalk, making sure everyone got out of the Uber safely. Also to ensure that nobody just stood around as there was oncoming traffic. You always tended to take on the mother role when you were out with your friends. Maybe it was because you had the highest tolerance or it was what your moral compass guided you to do.

Once you made sure everyone was on the sidewalk, your best friend led everyone inside the bar. The bouncer just nodded his head at you guys, a smirk on his lips. You watched as his eyes lingered on your best friend's ass. Ugh! Men are so gross. You shot daggers in the direction of the bouncer who then eased up. You smirked victoriously.

'Energy' by Beyonce was playing from the loudspeakers in the bar. The beat from the bass radiated throughout your body from the sound bouncing off the walls.

"Y'all, we need to dance!" "You guys go ahead, I need another drink," you announced.

Your best friend nodded as she guided the other three girls to the dance floor. It was nice to be able to switch parental responsibility with your best friend. You turned towards the counter, knowing you needed another drink before you got out there and danced.

You maneuvered your way through the crowd to get right up to the bar. Your shoulder brushed the person beside you as you squeezed through, wanting to try to get the bartender's attention so you could get your drink and reunite with your friends.

"You know you could say excuse me," a voice spoke from beside me.

Who the fuck thinks they can speak to me like that? Your gaze shifted to look beside you. It was the person who you bumped shoulder's with. You rolled your eyes before turning your body slightly, intentionally avoiding getting close to them whatsoever.

As you got a good look at the stranger, you couldn't help but notice his sharp features. He had jet-black hair with bands that fell short of his eyes, framing his forehead quite nicely. It lets you get a good view of his deep brown eyes. They could practically pierce right through you with the intensity of his gaze. His lips were curved into a smirk as he looked over at you.

"And you could not be a dick about it? It was an honest mistake."

He chuckled at my response. "I'm just saying, if you're looking for a guy to buy you a drink tonight, you could have at least been nicer about it." He leaned in a bit closer to me, an elbow resting on the countertop. "The name is Lee Know. Maybe you could buy me a drink instead as a apology?"

You were stunned. You've never been spoken to in such a manner. Normally you were the one to be sassy, so it felt odd to be on the receiving end.

Before you could even come up with a rebuttal, the bartender slide towards your end of the counter.

"What can I get for you two?" "Rum and Coke for me, and for you, princess?"

You wanted to grit your teeth at the pet name. Who did this guy think he is? If maybe he was a bit more charming upon first meeting, you would be more inclined to accept a drink from him. However, two can play this game.

You turned over the counter, close to the bartender and giving a good view of your cleavage. You put on the sweetest smile you could muster.

"Can I please get a bay breeze? And 5 shots of tequila for me and my girls?"

From behind you, you heard light gagging. What was wrong? Was he annoyed you were actually going to take him up on his offer to buy you drinks? The bartender smiled back at you before getting to work on your order. When you looked back towards Minho, you saw him stealing glasses at your ass as you were still leaned over slightly. Good. He can look all he wants but he isn't getting close enough to touch. "If I didn't know better, I would think you're playing hard to get, sweetheart. I'm flattered."

I groaned mentally. I was normally the type to be more sassy and flirty. I definitely didn't like being on the receiving hand because it was like he was calling the shots. It should be the other way around.

"So, tell me. You came here with your girls hence why you ordered five shots unless, but what are the chances I can ruin those plans and get you alone? You know, to get to know you better. I don't even know your name which is just rude considering that you put your order on my tab."

"Y/n." "Y/n? Very pretty," he commented. He slowly leaned in to you, so his lips were near your ear. You wanted to shutter away but you could feel your heart race with how close he was to you. He was a very attractive guy. You just hated the little mind games he was trying to play with you right now.

His breath hit your ear, causing a shiver to run down your spin. Your body was portraying you, revealing your true ambitions. You wouldn't mind getting alone with Minho, but you were here with your girls. You weren't the type to just abandon girls' night. His voice was calm. Almost to calm. "I'll make sure to remember that when I'm moaning out your name later tonight. I'm very vocal, you know. But you can find that out for yourself later.""

Before you could even respond, the bartender placed both of your cocktails in front of you two. You were stunned. You stood there, jaw slightly dropped and eyes widened. This has never happened to you. You were normally so quick on your feet, but this guy managed to make the impossible possible.

Minho chuckled at your expressing before pressing a quick kiss on your cheek. He reached for your drink. The bartender was about to place the five shots in front of you.

"I'm only paying for one of the shots. The others are on her tab."

You're fucking kidding me.

Minho looked at you as he took a sip out of his cocktail. "What? I only know your name, not your friends. For all I know, they could be made up. Guess you'll have to introduce me next time."

He slipped into the crowd, immediately getting lost in the crowd. What just happened? You turned towards the bartender who was just looking at you awkwardly. "Open or close?" He asked.

"Close," you grumbled. There was no way in hell you were going to spend any more of your own money tonight. You unlocked your purse to search for your debt card. You soon handed it over to the bartender who went to run the card and get your receipt. "Fuck," you groaned underneath your breath.

You unlocked your phone before quickly typing in the group chat that you bought shots for everyone. No use in letting them go to waste. You could at least also use a laugh once you retell your odd encounter with Minho.

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"And he just left?" "Yes! He paid for MY shot and MY drink." "I mean, you could say that he has eyes for you and you only. Kind of sweet if you ask me," your one friend tried rationalizing.

You turned towards her, glaring. Her immediate response was to put her hands up in defense. Your best friend then joined in the conversation to help ease the tension. "Ok, ok, calm down, tiger. Forget about him," he said. "You're with your girls! Let's finish our drinks then go dance because I'm not about to commit a party foul."

Everyone nodded in agreement, including you. Dancing would help take your mind off of Minho and his antics. You always felt like you were in your element whenever you got to dancing, especially after a drink or two.

You took the last sip of your drink before your friend grabbed your hand. You laughed as she began guiding you toward the dance floor. "Paint The Town Red" by Doja Cat began playing, sending everyone into a frenzy to get to the dance floor. You guys formed a mini circle, beginning to sing along to the song. You felt your body relax more as you moved your hips gently to the beat.

Mm, she the devil She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel (walk on by) She put her foot to the pedal I'll take a whole for me to settle (walk on by)

"What did you say this guy looked like?" A voice shouted in my ear.

It was like in that moment the record screeched to a stop in your mind. You slowed down my movement before looking over at my best friend. I was going to regret telling her. "He has black hair, brown eyes, and a stupid smirk on his face. Why?"

"Well, believe it or not, he is totally checking you out right now."

There's no way. She motioned up over my shoulder, where the balcony over looked the dance floor. I glanced over my shoulder, seeing where she was referring to. And sure enough, there he was. He was leaning against the railing, his drink held in one hand loosely. His eyes were trained on me. I felt like he could bur my skin with the intense gaze.

Maybe it was alcohol settling into my system, but I was yearning for his gaze. He was too confident for my liking, but maybe that was because he knew how attractive he was? Maybe he was used to women throwing themselves at him?

"Y/n, you're biting your lip," my friend teased. "You sure you're not into him? If not, I'm gonna try my way with him."

My head wiped around towards my friend. What? "Don't even dare."

The girls all smirked at me. My one friend looked at me shocked due to my quick reaction but soon smirked with the rest of the group. My eyes widened at what I realized I did. I was caught red-handed.

"You bragging to your friends about me?" A voice spoke to me.

No way. I stood up straighter, feeling the pressure of someone's body behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see Lee Minho standing right behind me. It took everything in me not to crumble. I still had to be strong. But the way he was looking down at me, that smirk plastered on his lips.

"Maybe? What is it to you?" I asked him.

He chuckled lightly. His one hand resting on my hip, pulling me in closer. His lips are by my ear like at the bar top. "Because I was bragging to my friends about meeting you. You don't want me to embarrass myself when I told them I could get with the hottest girl in this club tonight, right?"

I turned around slightly. I took a step closer so our hips brushed against one another this time. My arms moved to wrap around his neck. One hand ran through his hair, the other resting on his shoulder lightly. "No, that wouldn't be very nice of me, would it?"

He shook his head now. I tilted my head up towards his, lips close to his. "But who said I liked to play nice?"

"Who said I wanted a good girl?" God, I could feel myself getting wet.

His hand moved from my hip back towards my ass. His hand cupped it, giving it a playful squeeze. His other hand rested at my side, keeping me close to him. There wasn't a moment he wasn't looking at me. My skin felt hot as I was becoming aware this was a game I was easily losing. I was the one who typically called my shots, telling the guy what I wanted and how I wanted. But here was Lee Minho, taking full control of my thoughts. It was hot.

Noticing my change in demeanor from earlier in the evening, he couldn't help but laugh. "Aw, darling, what's wrong? You getting shy on me?"

"I'm just not used to someone beating me at my own game." "I'm full of a lot of surprises. I just didn't realize making eye contact with you would cause you to crumble so easily." "Well, let's see what makes you fall to your knees."

Keeping your one hand loosely on the back of his neck, you began playing with the soft strands of the back of his hair. Slowly, you began to press kisses to across his jawline towards the corner of his mouth. Each kiss was slow, lingering. You could have sworn you heard him practically purred at your touch. Your body was lightly pressing against his, enough to be teasing him.

Your free hand slowly moved from his shoulder, down his chest. You decided to apply slightly more pressure with your hand over his clothes. You wanted to get a good feel after all, leave him craving more of your touch. To your surprise, you could feel the outline of Minho’s abs through his shirt. Your fingers traced up and down gently. Your lips hovering over his. “So you really think you’re the perfect guy, huh?” You asked teasingly.

Minho smiled for a moment, a gentle smile at that. His breathing was a tiny bit shaky at the feeling of you touching him. He normally wasn’t the type to let people touch him, but he was curious to know where your mind was at. “Just want to be seen as perfect in your eyes, princess,” he whispered.

You hummed lightly under your breath, processing what he had said. God, you’ve never been with someone who makes you so weak so easily. But feeling how hard he had gotten against your leg from the sensual touching and flirting, you’d say you had the same effect on him. Neither of you just wanted to admit it quite yet. You had to try to get the upper hand here. You wanted him to the be one to show more interest, to chase after you. The hand on his chest slowly moved down towards his crotch.

Suddenly, you felt a hand grasp around your wrist. You looked down to see Minho holding it as you looked up. Your cheeks instantly turned red. Fuck. I just fucked this up by being too forward.

You tried rushing out apologizes, trying to pull your hand back to undo any damage. Yet, Minho kept your hand still. He chuckled at your frantic state before leaning in again to kiss the corner of your mouth. He then dropped your wrist so he could hold both of your hips.

“Now, now, darling. Do you want everyone in here to know you want to be my dirty girl? I don’t like to share.”

Your knees nearly buckled at his words. His voice was an octave lower than what he had been speaking in all evening. There was this look in his eye that pained him from stopping you, but this was his game. He made the rules. You weren’t sure if it was the buzz from the alcohol or Minho himself making your body feel warm and fuzzy, making your head spin. You were growing addicted to the feeling.

“I also like to be taken out on a date before bringing someone home. Call me old fashioned,” he shrugged.

“Are you free tomorrow night?”

“That eager to get me all to yourself?”

“Yes.” There was no denying it now. You were wrapped around Minho’s finger. You lost, but maybe you won something greater if it means going out with Lee Minho.

“It’s a date, doll.” He took out his phone, unlocking it and giving it to you. Without any thought, you pulled your contact number into his phone. What am I doing? This is so unlike me. But Lee Minho is unlike anyone you’ve met before.

Once done, you saved your contact information before handing his phone back over to him. He had a smirk curled onto his lips watching you. His heart was racing just thinking about spending one-on-one time with you. You weren’t like other girls. You didn’t beg for his attention the way others have. You held your ground until you decided to let him in, not trying to force your way into his world. He was intrigued by you. Satisified, he slipped his phone back into his pocket.

“Come on, Minho,” someone called out from behind him. You saw a hand on his shoulder which immediately caused you to peak up. Stood behind Minho was a guy with an Australian accent. He had maroon-colored haired and dark brown eyes, similar to Minho's. This gaze was a bit friendlier you would say. Minho's tends to be intense but you're quickly learning that he does that on purpose.

You were a bit startled at the interruption. The stranger offered an apologetic smile as he squeezed Minho’s shoulder. “Uber is here. We gotta go.”

“Don’t miss me too much,” he whispered. He slowly moved his lips back closer to yours. They were brushing against yours now, causing your breathing to hitch at the feeling. You weren’t expecting him to make such a sudden move.

And just like that, the guy behind Minho lead him towards the front with a group of five other guys trailing behind him. You stood there, shocked. Minho looked back before he was led out, sending a wink in your direction. Uh oh, I'm in deep. "So, when's the first date?" your best friend asked, teasingly.

Little did she know her joke no longer was just poking fun. You looked over at her, smiling from ear to ear. "Tomorrow night."

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