#i guess even if it takes me awhile i can still be back in bed before 8. id like to get a couple more hours of sleep.

[vanillabat99]

I am craving fried rice but it is 5:45AM and I am exhausted.

[specshroom]

★ - Some assistance

You and your boyfriend are lounging on the couch in the living room, winding down after a long day. He's drinking his evening tea and reading while you unsuccessfully distract yourself by flicking through channels on the TV. You decide to just come out and ask what you've been meaning to ask for awhile now.

"Kento? Do you think you could make me squirt?"

This poor man chokes on his tea and almost messes it on his home shirt. He just looks at you with a face that says "Why would you ask me something like that so suddenly?" You just look at him deadpan waiting for his response. He clears his throat and composes himself, realising it was a somewhat serious question and his girlfriend (soon to be fiancé, hopefully) wasn't just playing some dumb joke. 

"Well... I'm sure I could try, Y/n. But why bring that up so out of the blue, if you mind me asking."

He responds, as polite as always. He makes you feel so safe in his presence it's almost supernatural.

"Uh... I've just been thinking about it for awhile, I guess." He places his mug on the coffee table, the one that says "Live, Laugh, Love" in exaggerated curly font, courtesy of Gojo. He doesn't know why you insist on making his tea in that mug but he drinks it every time anyway. He brings your legs into his lap and lightly massages them silently asking you to continue. 

"I'm just curious to see if I can is all. Whenever I've tried to do it myself, I always just get too sensitive and stop, but... If I had someone else do it, I think I might actually be able to."

You explain this to him almost like a scientist explains their hypothesis, like you've thought about it for awhile. He rubs under your shins and thinks for a bit. he would very much like to be the one to make you squirt and he's confident in his abilities but he also doesn't want you to be upset if you end up not being able to do it.

"I also just think it would be really hot if you made me squirt." 

That breaks him out of his thoughts with a disbelieving huff. 

"The problem is that when I get sensitive I'm gonna be yelling for you to stop out of second nature. But you can't stop Kento, you have to keep going until I either squirt or say the safe word. Can you do that, Baby?" Nanami looks up at your serious face, you really have thought about this quite a bit. He nods his head, sealing the deal. You just stare at eachother for a moment longer, the TV still going in the back. You break out in a smile, unable to keep the semi-serious atmosphere. 

"Can- can we do it now?" You ask the man on the opposite end of the couch while you try and stifle a giggle. 

Nanami smiles and pulls you closer to him by your legs. You yelp as you get yanked into his lap where he attacks your neck with kisses. He hoists you up and starts walking to the bedroom. Once he sets you onto your shared bed, you start removing your shirt and shorts while he rummages in the cupboard for a towel that he puts down on the bed before undressing himself.

You're almost shaking with excitement and anticipation. Nanami sits against the headboard in nothing but his boxers, placing the towel on the bed in front of him. He watches as you turn to him with that sultry look in your eyes. You crawl your way up the bed on all fours until you're right between his muscular thighs. Your hands glide up his thighs and waist, you kiss him with need and he reciprocates. You break the connection to feel yourself up infront of him and sensually take off your bra. You present yourself to him and kiss him again before turning around and pressing your back to his chest. 

His hands go to your waist to gently squeeze and rub there. You spare no flare when taking off your panties and you adjust yourself so that both your legs are wide open, slightly bent and his stronger ones are over yours, forcing them to stay open.

"Put your legs like this so that it stops me from closing mine when it gets too sensitive." 

You say as you help him into the position you want. Nanami chuckles and bends down to say lowly into your ear.

"You really have thought this whole thing through, huh?" 

You flush and nod your head as his hand moves down your body to where you want him the most. His touch is gentle at first, lightly stroking down your clit and lips, gathering wetness with his fingers. He starts to work his finger into you and gently rubs your clit with the other hand, coaxing you to melt into his touch. You start moaning and groaning with the pleasure your wonderful boyfriend is giving you. 

With both his hands working on your pussy so diligently, it's no wonder your first orgasm washes over you pretty quickly. Nanami keeps going at the same steady pace after you cum and it's the first out of the ordinary occurrence in this session. You usually would get a grace period after you cum to come down from the high but you and Nanami have a goal. The fact that you get no chance to come down at all is fucking with your brain and the fucked out feeling is just multiplying every second his strong hands play with your pussy. 

Nanami lays back a bit, forcing you to also lay back and expose yourself a bit more as you begin to writhe and squirm. One hand is still diligently circling your clit as he works his two middle fingers into you, slamming into that perfect spot inside you over and over and over again. You get louder and more frantic as the second orgasm hits you. Your head falls back on Nanamis chest as you groan his name. 

"Uuuuh Fuck! Feels so good Kento, soo good, so good, s' good, s' good, s' gud." You mumble and moan to him. Your second orgasm hits you full force and the pleasure doesn't stop or slow down, in fact it only gets more intense. He doesn't even slow down despite you're kicking legs and bucking hips.

Nanami eventually brings you to a third orgasm, now things really start to feel sensitive and your whines and cries of overstimulation get louder but the man doesn't tire. He keeps going, mumbling things like "Cmon, cmon Love." And "You can do it Darling". 

Before you know it the fourth wave hits you like a train, this is where you get frantically desperate as you realize he isnt even slowing down. You're now actively trying to get out of his iron hold, trying to close your legs just a little but his strong thighs keep you open for him. You're squirming and struggling and crying out.

"Wait wait wait wait!".

Your pussy is so raw and sensitive, you almost beg him to slow down but the man is going even stronger now. He's more precise with his movements, touching all the right spots with just the right amount of force to make you weep. 

"Wait Ken! It's sensitive, stoooop stopstopstop!" You hands go to his to try and make him slow down a little but Nanami isn't having any of that. You set out a goal for yourself and clear rules. He is going to make sure you reach your goals like the good partner he is.

He cages your arms against your chest with one arm hugged around you while the other still goes at your clit, rubbing frantic but deliberate circles into the pink flesh with his callous palm. The wet slick sounds of your pussy being bullied by the man you love are drowned out by the sounds coming from your mouth.

You're screaming now, legs shaking and kicking, not nearly strong enough to budge against Nanami's thick thighs forcing them wide open. Your entire body begins convulsing and spasming, you swear you feel like you're going to pee but you don't even have the mind to be concerned about that. You can only scream an intelligible jumble of pleas at this point as your nails dig into his arm. 

"Cmon Honey, just one more f'me, your doing so well."

The praise makes you go even dumber as you're quickly brought to the end of your rope. The last strand snaps and a tidel wave of violent hot pleasure comes crashing down on your entire being. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, your screams turn to silent hiccups and overwhelmed chokes.

Your body convulses violently and your back arches off Nanamis chest as he holds you tightly to his chest. It's by far the most intense orgasm of your life and you don't even register the jet of clear liquid shooting out from you untill you hear Nanamis loud groan at the sight.

"There you go, that's my girl."

You're brought back to earth and let out a long groan as Nanami presses up on the hood of your clit to force more squirt out of you, the feeling is even more euphoric than you thought it could ever be. 

Nanami pats your pussy, making sure he gets every last drop out as your wetness trickles down your pussy and ass onto the towel Nanami set down, which was definitely not enough to keep the bed dry. You drop your body completely limp onto Nanamis chest as you both catch your breath.

Nanami releases your arms and your hand immediately goes to cup your swollen, abused pussy with a whine. Nanami chuckles and runs his hands down your back and around your waist, soothing you, bringing you down gently while mumbling little praises. You curl up on top of him and dig your face into his neck with another small whine. 

"Love you s'much." You mumble into his hot skin. He chuckles at you once again. 

"I love you too, Baby."

-★

[henry7931]

I Don’t Want To Go Back

Bradley:

I’m sitting in the doctor’s office and I feel butterflies in my stomach. All I can is look down at my legs and feet— well I guess Luke’s legs and feet. They are his in the first place but I now control them.

I’m waiting on a response from the doctor who’s helping my big brother Luke and I with our situation. He’s with Luke right now in the other room who’s in my body.

From what I can understand, one of us gave the other some kind of sick that caused everything. All I know is that, one night I went to bed as me and the next morning I woke up as Luke.

That night, Luke was doing his workout when I walked in to his room. I was trying to ask him if he could help me out something.

“What do you want twerp? Can’t you see I’m busy?”

“Suh—sorry Luke! I just wanted to get some help with—”

Before I could even ask him anything he got all angry with me and pushed me out of his room.

Then the next morning happened…

I remember waking up and feeling strange, but it wasn’t until I sat up and saw Luke’s big feet and hairy legs that I knew I wasn’t myself.

The next thing I noticed was Luke’s morning wood, i learned quickly that morning that he does not go to bed in PJs.

I looked down at the hard wiener amazed by its size, I touched it and it sent sparks through me.

It took me a second to fully focus but I eventually got up and went to the bathroom.

That’s where I realized that I am now my brother Luke. 

Seeing Luke’s reflection in the mirror made me feel nervous and excited. I had so many questions.

But then I felt something for the first time, confident! I feel so confident in this body.

I stood in front of that mirror for awhile until I heard a loud voice hollering.

“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!”

I peak out of the bathroom door and saw my body rushing down the hallway angry.

But the second we made eye contact, he froze in one spot.

“Bradley… is that… are you me?,” he said to me.

“Yeah it’s me, are you Luke?” I asked him back.

I thought he was going to be nice to me for a second but nope!

Like charged down the hall and almost like he was going to lunge for me. Before he could get to the door, I quickly shut it which caused him to crash into it.

A locked the door, scared of what he was going to do. Then I remembered something, I’m the one with all of the strength now! I opened up the door and Luke was on the ground still trying to get back up.

“You little shit! You did this! I don’t know how but you did this!” he said to me.

All of the sudden, my dad came out of his room.

“Boys! What’s going on here?”

“Your son over here took my body!” said Luke.

“I didn’t take it Luke! I promise!! I’m just as confused as you,” I said crossing my now bigger arms.

“Can someone clue me in on what’s going on? And Luke can you please get some clothes on!”said my dad.

We sat down with him after I put on a pair of pants and explained what happened that morning.

He didn’t believe us at first but after a call with a speciality doctor, my dad’s eyes got wide and then he hung up.

“Boys, I’ve some good news and bad news.”

“What’s the good news?” said Luke.

“Well this is a rare situation to happen but you’re not the first ones ever. And you’re both physically fine other than uh… well.”

“Come on dad! What did they say? Are we stuck like this?”

“Well they want to run some test but that won’t happen until next week.”

“NEXT WEEK?!? BUT I GO ON MY BEACH TRIP NEXT WEEK!!”

“I’m sorry but you have to cancel Luke!”

“Fuuuuuuckkk this! I’m going upstairs!”

Luke stormed away from the table while I stayed back.

“Sorry bud that’s he’s so upset, you know it’s not directed at you right?”

“I guess so,” I said back.

“Do me a favor for right now, just stay clear of him for right now.”

“I promise I will!”

The next few days changed me a lot. It started out with Luke and I having to switch out all of our stuff. My dad wanted us to at least pretend to be each other for the time being so I got Luke’s room, clothes, even his cellphone (which made him the most mad).

I even learned a lot as well. Like how to work out, what being a 19 year old is like, my dad’s started to teach how to drive.

But what I find interesting is all of the things i like about my new self.

Like my new feet! I love the way they look, my dirty socks, the way they smell after a long workout— it makes me so hard!

I’ll take pictures of them and even put my face into them after a long day!

I also love my muscles! I feel so powerful with them!! Even my friends are into them.

Well once again, technically Luke’s friends. Specifically Seth, who I talk to everyday. We go back and forth sending pictures of ourselves. I think he likes me, a lot! I like him too, a lot lol.

He even told me last night.

Texts:

Seth: Dude, I wish you told me how you feel. I would have made a move a long time ago. But if you want to keep this on the DL, I’m cool with that. But as long as we have our fun on the beach trip.

Bradley: We are going to ALOT of fun on the trip I promise!

Seth: Well could you send me a little teaser? Maybe a body pic 😈

Bradley:

Seth: Hot!!🥵

Bradley: Do you like feet?

Seth: …

Seth: If I have to be honest, I’d never tell anyone else this but yes. I do indeed have a foot fetish.

Bradley: I took this one earlier 😎

Seth: Well since you’re showing off 😛

Bradley: You have really nice feet!

Seth: Oh do I? I’ll let you do anything with them on the trip.

Reading that text from Seth made me instantly hard!

I talked to him for a while and this morning but I’m so nervous to find out what’s going to happen!

Are they going to give me something that will put Luke and I back in our bodies? I can’t go to my body, not before I go on my trip with Seth!!

A knock was at the door.

“Bradley, can I come in?”

The doctor came in and I felt like I was about to puke!

“Hey, sorry that took a little bit. Your brother doesn’t seem that happy. How are you with all of this?”

“Me? Oh I’m good, just an adjustment.”

“Well you seem to be taking it better. You know this is very rare. Unfortunately, this is something so new even to us. I wish I could tell you things are going to be back to normal soon but…”

“Wait, are you saying this is forever?”

“Well, I wouldn’t say forever. I guess I’ll just go ahead and say it. This is a lab made disease that somehow got to either you or your brother. We don’t have a cure for it at this moment. So I’d highly advise you, your brother, and your father to try and make this your new normal for the time being.”

“Oh wow! I can’t believe it!”

“So you’re good to go—”

I hopped up and immediately went for the door. As I walk out, I see Luke with his head turned down.

“Hey, you okay?”

“No…”

“Well cheer up! That body isn’t so bad,” I say messing up my former hair.

“ Easy for you to say!”

“I’m sorry Luke but we are gong to have to accept this for now. Sides, I’ll be a good big brother to you. I promise.”

Luke looked up at me and for the first time in a while he had the tiniest smile.

Two Days Later:

“Flex on em Luke,” says Seth as he takes a picture of me.

I walk up to him and say, “You have the bigger muscles why don’t you show them off.”

He grins and says, “I only show them off for you.”

“Hey do you wanna sneak up real quick while none of the other boys notice?”

“I thought you would never ask!”

We run up the stairs and as soon as we’re out of eyesight Seth pulls me in and kisses me.

“Come on inside Luke, I’ll let you play with these piggies,” he says wiggling his toes in my face.

“Can you do that thing you did last night with them?”

“You want another foot job?”

“Yep!”

“Oh boy! You’re lucky you’re so cute!”

[poetryvampire]

Well, I feel like utter trash tonight so

Rating BG3 men on how well they'd take care of you on your period

This is dumb and not well thought out and probably a bit bias let's gooo

Gale 🔮 Sweetheart cannot read the room bless him. Is so ready to help easy the pain, he's cracking open dusty books, going through all his herbs, spends all day trying to craft the best potion for your needs. Very sweet but honestly Tara sitting on your lap is doing a fine job. Once you get him to cuddle you're golden 6/10

Wyll ⚔️ Cmon. Are you kidding me? He's got you babe. Need something picked up? Done. Craving something? Made. Just want to lay around in bed all day? Hell yeah he's right there with you, you couldn't get out of his arms if you wanted to.Also a fan of romance novels? Wyll would 100% read to you. Like voices and everything, really amps up the mellow drama. He's happy to keep you laughing or get sultry with it. Makes a great opening act to spicy times. 10/10

Halsin 🐻 Woof. Very happy to help chase away those cramps by some good old fashioned pounding you into the earth. You're not gonna be able to feel anything after he gets his paws on you. Not put off by blood that's nature ba-by. Also pls consider bear sized teddy cuddles. 7/10

Astarion 🍷 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀 9/10

Rolan ✨️ As usual baby boy is too awkward to live. Not like super knowledgeable about them but wants to help you the best he can. Won't ask you directly though. Is a very quick study and takes note of what you need and like. If you need space or want to be glued to him hes already in place.If you're the kind of person that's laid up with cramps for a day or two he just happens to have those days off to be with you. You'll go for a hot water bottle and the kettle is already on. Honestly after awhile he knows your cycle better than you do. 8/10

Zevlor 🔥 If there's one thing this man knows it's being sore. It just comes with being a swordsman and an older gentleman. He is a god of working out sore muscles. Feeling achy? He goes all the way. Expect a long bath with a full body massage. He's gonna work out every inch of you and praise you like his personal god. Very patient really gonna go for the slow burn from sensual to sexual. Doesn't even expect anything back just wants to make you feel good. Will turn a downer day into a wildly romantic night. 11/10

Haarlep 😈 Couldnt give less of a shit. It's not that he's put off by it, he's had lots of experience with them but it doesn't do anything for him either. As for your suffering? He's a little empathetic, poor mortal with your poor weak body. That being said he does like you and to cuddle once in awhile so if you need some comfort he'll be there. 3/10

Raphael 👿 Jfc listen, he's waaaaay into it but will Not admit. In fact goes out of his way to let you know how off putting it is. He'll tell you how its nice to know you could still bare his young, like if he let's you. Loves the thought of breeding you and just the simple humanity of it that gets him. He cannot keep his hands off you but again will not admit why and will get mad about it. Like, how dare you look so good now of all times it's so rude. Guess I have to fuck you even though your pathetic little body keeps getting blood on my sheets smh -3/10

[strangemaleswaps]

Strange Roommate Swap

I started walking back to my dorm from the last class of the day. It was my second year of college and there was no doubt autumn was coming up fast with the amount of people wearing jackets outside. I was way ahead of them, as I was desperate for the weather to get colder so I could wear my leather jacket. I felt really cool with it on, even though I wasn't really a cool guy. I was kinda sensitive and geekish, but hey, if I can look the part then maybe people will think of me as cool.

I arrived at the dorm building, walked inside, and took the elevator to get to the 6th floor where my room was. I opened the door to find my roommate, Nathan, on his PC as usual. He was a pretty big guy, at least bigger than me. I've seen his clothing sizes from when his shirts were lying on the floor, and he wore size XL, and sometimes 2XL. But even though I was gay and we were roommates, he wasn't really my type.

When Nathan noticed me, he immediately got up and started heading towards the bathroom. We were the type of roommates that rarely spoke to each other, unless it was something chore related. We should've been friends because we both spent most of our freetime online, but I guess we're both too shy. But still, I wondered what was up so I broke the silence.

“Hey what's up?” I said.

“I got a date. I told myself I'd start to get ready around the time you got back.”

“Oh nice!” Woah, he didn't seem like the type anybody would be attracted to, but I guess there were plenty of fish in the sea. He grabbed some clothes and closed the bathroom door, so I began working on my homework. After awhile he walked back out in a shirt and tie, with his beard neatly trimmed.

“Looking good,” I blurted out. He didn't seem to care how awkward I sounded because he smiled.

“Thanks man.”

He did his hair a bit and was out the door in a flash. I wondered who he was going on a date with?

A few hours later I was doing homework on my bed when the door opened and Nathan walked in. He didn't look too happy so I'm guessing the date didn't go too well. Since I didn't know much about his personal life, I didn't want to say a word in case he was the type to lash out at others. So I just continued what I was doing.

He began taking off his formal clothes. Nathan was the type of guy that wasn't shy with undressing in front of people. The sight of him shirtless wasn't the prettiest sight though. When he untucked his shirt, his belly flopped back down, hanging over his belt.

People always warned me about eating habits in college and most get that Freshman 15, but from what I've seen with old photos of Nathan, he went way beyond 15. He was as skinny as I was now on some of his socials, so he must've really let himself go. Good thing I had a fast metabolism; I hadn't gained a pound since I got to college.

He didn't take off the rest of his clothes; he just plopped down onto his chair, turned on his PC, and started gaming. I finished up my homework and decided to do the same, opening up my laptop and spending the rest of the night online until I was ready to take my contacts out and head to bed.

The next morning I woke up to my alarm, that for some reason sounded much further away. I opened my eyes to find it actually wasn't next to me at all…and for some reason I was in Nathan's bed? I looked to the other side of the room and saw a lump in my bed - a sign that someone was underneath the covers. I reached around to find glasses…although they weren't mine, somehow I could see with them. When I tried to sit up, I found it way more difficult to do so. It felt like gravity was pushing down extra hard. Maybe the sheets were weighing me down? I threw them off to find I was shirtless…and fat! What the fuck! I put my hand over the round lump of flesh to confirm if it was real or not. It was soft to the touch and felt kinda squishy. I also had a good amount of chest hair, which was something I wasn't used to, being a hairless twink. But I definitely wasn't a twink anymore!

I got up off the bed and could feel my entire body jiggle. I looked down at my belly and although it was harder to see with my big gut in the way, I noticed I was wearing blue shorts - Nathan's blue shorts. Oh god. I began making my way towards the bathroom when the covers started moving from my bed. What must've been Nathan in my body pulled them off himself and stared at me for a few seconds until he found my glasses, put them on, and stared at me again, looking even more confused.

“Brent? What's going on? That IS you right?”

“I-uh don't even know.”

“Why is it like…I'm seeing myself?” He then glanced down at himself and squeezed his shirt… I mean my shirt. He then lifted it up and bit and touched my chest, rubbing his hand around.

“Are we…?”

“Each other…”

“Fuck”

I could tell this must've been as awkward for him as it was for me. “So uh…do you want to do the big reveal?”

“The what?”

“You know. Like in those movies where they both look in the mirror at themselves and scream or whatever.”

“Uh…sure.” He jumped out of bed, and power walked to the bathroom. It was so strange seeing myself walk around, like playing a 3rd person perspective game. Is that what I really looked like? When we got to the mirror, I understood what he meant. It really was like in those movies where they freak out at their new bodies.

It was crazy to gaze straight ahead at the mirror and see someone else's face. It was like wearing a mask or something, but I grazed my hands all over and assured myself that it was all real. I slowly moved my hand to my chest and felt the curves of my…man tits. I was grossed out and pulled my hand away.

“You don't have to do that. I mean it is your body now afterall…er right now anyway.”

It was kinda creepy, the idea of him allowing me to touch his body, especially since it was spoken with my voice. All of a sudden reality set in. I was so focused on how ugly I looked that I completely forgot we had no idea how this happened or how to change back!

“We need to figure this out soon. I have class today!”

“Can't you just skip?”

“No I can't. It's the kind of class that knocks down your grade if you don't attend.”

“Oh shit. Well I could go for you I guess.”

The idea of someone else going around looking like me in public was unsettling but I don't think I had a choice.

“Fine. But hurry up. I don't want to be late.”

Nathan got ready for me, putting on exactly what clothes I told him to wear, which included my leather jacket. Seeing myself from a different perspective made me realize how hot I actually was. I glanced down at my chubby belly as I hoped this curse would end soon. I told Nathan the details of getting to my class and everything, and as he closed the door behind him, I realized that I didn't know what I should do today. He didn't have any classes of his own and I really didn't want to go out in public like this.

I walked back into the bathroom and stared at my fat self as I touched Nathan's belly. I instinctively made my way down towards his dick and felt a bulge forming. Why was this happening? I definitely wasn't turned on by Nathan. Maybe it had something to do with the idea that I was technically grabbing someone else's dick. I didn't want to see his face so I took off my glasses. That way I could kinda see everything else, but not a clear identification. I then grabbed my belly as I stroked my dick and started jerking.

The fat slapped my arm with every movement, but I didn't care. I came all over the floor and after a bit, I got dressed and decided to go outside after all. Surprisingly the idea of walking around as a fat guy in public was turning me on once again. I really didn't even mind Nathan walking around in my body now if it meant I could walk around in his!

[midnight-wildflowers]

Again?

Warnings: mild swearing, fluff.

Pairings: Bucky Barnes X F!reader. Previously established relationship

Blurb: you lost your phone and Bucky helps you find it!

“Where is it? where the fuck did I put it?” you mutter to yourself as you look all over your house for your phone “he's gonna kill me!” Pillows were strewn all over the place along with blankets and books in the lounge room. The kitchen had draws half open and cupboard doors half closed. You were a mess, make up half applied hair not even done as you make your way to the bedroom which looked worse than the lounge room and kitchen combine. Clothes all over the floor, your previously made bed looked like 10 people tried to sleep in it and fought over the quilt.

What started this debacle? Well you and Bucky had a date and he told you he would pick you up but you can't remember what time he said. You were half way through getting ready when you second guessed yourself. Your sure he said 7pm but now maybe it's 6:30pm and it's currently 6:15pm. Growling at yourself you realised you can't answer the door looking the way you are. So you quickly finished up your makeup and put on your favourite black dress when you hear a deep voice call out “Doll? Is everything okay?”

“Uh um just a minute” you call out panicked coming out of your room hopping as you put your shoes on.

“What happened? Did someone break in?” Bucky asks concerned looking you over making sure you were okay.

“Um no, please don't be upset I lost my phone again” you say quietly red with embarrassment. You'd lost your phone so often he had threatened to attach an air tag to it or by you a flip phone to ring yourself from. He laughs “again, okay Doll did we retrace our steps?”

“Yes Bucky I did.. 4 times” you dead pan

“Okay, okay” he grins pulling out his own phone and calls yours while you both listen out for it. “It's in the kitchen” he says as you both move closer to the kitchen “Doll, either the fridge has started playing music or that's your ring tone”

You open the fridge and find your phone sitting in place of the cheese when realisation hits you. You got hungry while doing your make up and took your phone with you and accidentally put your phone in the fridge instead of the cheese which was still sitting on the bench. You sigh to yourself and grab your phone and put the cheese away

“How much time do we have before our reservation because I don't wanna leave the house looking like this” you sigh wrapping your arms around his waist

“We have about 30 minutes Doll, you do the lounge room I'll take the kitchen and we can do the bedroom together” he says softly kissing the top of your head and lets you go as he begins closing doors and drawers, while you put the pillows back on the couch and the blankets over the arm of the couch.

You both make your way to your bedroom and your grab all the clothes shoving them in the wardrobe with the shoes while Bucky begins straightening the bed “you ready to go Doll? He asks putting the last pillow in its place

“Yeah let me grab my bag” you say and walk behind the door to grab it “Buck I've lost my phone again” you sigh face palming

He laughs softly “okay I'll cancel the reservation and order take out” you sigh and sit on your bed taking your shoes off and slipping the clip out of your hair. He wraps his arms around you laughing softly “never change doll”

Authors note: Hi everyone I know been awhile since I've written. This story was inspired by me loosing the kitchen bench wipes and talking to a friend and realising I've lost my phone so many times and my fiance just wondering how every single time. My friend did actually lose her phone in the fridge so I thought that was funny! @fandomxo00

[yesimwriting]

but i think deep (or maybe not so deep) down,, felix thinks he's going to end up with reader,, like they're meant to settle down together one day

This made me imagine a scenario where bestfriend!Felix is cuddling with reader and they have a conversation that goes something like this

Felix: what would you name our children?

Reader: ??Children??! We haven't even kissed though??

It's funny to think that Felix is imagining his entire future with reader and reader is over here still clueless and thinking they're just really close friends 😭

omg he for sure would bring this up himself and then immediately gets flustered if reader entertained the thought,, he's so neat 🩷

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The morning, or, more accurately, the early afternoon is slipping away. It's almost impossible to feel the passage of time while tangled in Felix's sheets, but you're sure it's too late in the day to still be in bed like this.

You and Felix have been quiet, like you always are when you first wake up after a long night out, too groggy and hungover to do much more than be next to each other. Conversation usually leads to the end of the morning's peacefulness anyway, with one of you mentioning something about breakfast or class or other weekend plans.

You're glad to lay here as long as possible, taking your time memorizing the feel of Felix's skin beneath your fingertips. But you and Felix have been awake for awhile now, and you do still have that homework that Felix convinced you could wait until later.

"Okay," you mumble, voice raspy with sleep, "It's been awhile." You smooth your knuckles against his bare shoulder. "We should get up."

He groans, shifting off of his side and onto his back. "Few more minutes." You're about to protest when he stretches out an arm, searching blindly until his palm finds your back. You sigh at the suggestion, but still move to rest your cheek against his chest. "It's Saturday."

Warmth begins to burn its way up your chest. Despite how comfortable you are with Felix, you're still never sure how to act when he decides to go to bed shirtless. "And I have an essay for Redman's class."

He trails his fingers down your back. "That's not due until the end of the week."

You lift your head, chin pressing into his side so you can properly glare. "How do you know that?"

He smiles, the look much too pleased for something so small. "Had lunch with Ollie yesterday."

Right. You should have guessed the answer. Oliver's the only person in that class that you know, which is kind of nice in its own way. You always have someone to sit and do group work with, and if you ever have to be absent you know Oliver takes good note. However, it also means that there's someone to let Felix know your deadlines. Which is usually okay, unless you're in the mood to work ahead and Felix is in the mood for anything else.

"He is such a homework snitch."

Felix laughs, "Homework snitch?"

"You know what I mean."

"'Y'mean," he starts, his thumb brushing past your shirt's collar, "You're sick of me and looking for an excuse to leave."

You roll your eyes, dipping your head forward and pressing a quick kiss against his side. "Exactly." Felix attempts to glare, but with the way his nose scrunches slightly at the unexpected contact, it falls flat. "You know I'm never tired of you."

"Really?" You nod, more focused on the realization that Felix might be ticklish than his probing tone. "Never?"

You nod again, the motion absentminded, "Never." Carefully, you lift your head a little more, propping it up on one arm. "Lex, are you ticklish?"

"No."

Too immediate, too firm.

You're quick, hand moving off a pillow, fingers aiming for his side. Felix is faster, his arm shifting forward in an attempt to stop you. You move your arm back, fingers brushing against his lower side. Felix laughs, the sound nervous. You grin, satisfied.

The brief moment you take to feel your feel victory is your downfall. Felix's hand presses against your wrist, pinning your hand flat against his stomach. "Lovie," he tries, still recovering from his laughing fit, "Play nice."

You look up at him, expression pure innocence, "I always play nice."

"Mhm."

His doubt is offensive. You pout. "I do." You attempt to straighten, Felix's hold on your hand tightens. "I'm going to lay down." He eyes you skeptically. "As a sign of goodwill. Promise."

He loosens his grip before turning your palm over. You intertwine your fingers, squeezing his hand as you lay your head down. "Any plans for today?"

"No." Felix smooths circles against your back. "Just you."

You're glad that your head's turned away from him so that you don't have to mask your grin. "Good."

"Good?"

You drag your thumb against his knuckles. "You know I'm prone to fits of jealousy."

Felix laughs so gently you feel the movement of his chest more than you hear it. "Sounds like you."

Even though there isn't anything hilarious about your joke and Felix has done a lot more to go along with your bits, you laugh too.

Comfortable silence is just beginning to blanket the two of you again when Felix speaks again, "Lovie?" You hum in acknowledgement. "Do you--" He cuts himself off. "Do you want to get married?"

Now you're really glad that your face is turned away from him. "I--I'm going to need a better proposal before answering."

His hand briefly stalls against the fabric of your T-shirt. "No," he huffs the word in a way that's almost a laugh. "I didn't--I mean--I meant generally. At some point."

Oh. A serious question that's a lot less fun than when you could pretend he was proposing. "Oh--uh, I don't know. I mean, it didn't exactly work out for my mom, but some people seem to--" You let out a breath in an attempt to give yourself some time to think through your response. It's not like you've never thought about marriage, but it's not something you have a concrete answer on. "I think so, maybe."

Your own flakiness feels like a cop out response. You swallow before trying again, "If I can find someone I trust, like really trust." Squeezing Felix's hand for assurance, you give yourself another moment to contemplate. "And also, I'd have to be sure that they're the kind of person I can be around forever without feeling drained."

Finally feeling okay with your response, you're ready to move on by asking Felix about his own thoughts on marriage. Before you can turn the conversation, Felix says, "Like the way you trust me?"

Your face burns. "Yeah," you mumble, too distracted by your sudden shyness to even think to joke about it, "Something like that." You're still more flustered than you want to be. "I also said I'd have to not get tired of them, so..."

Felix scoffs, "Oh, don't start." He lifts the hand he's holding, pressing a kiss to the back of your palm. "We'd be happy."

You're quiet because there's nothing you can say. Felix is only teasing, but the more you think about marrying him, the more real the joke feels. Even though he's only your best friend and there's nothing romantic about your relationship, you would be happy with him. How could you not? He's considerate, always putting your feelings first, and you could get used to a lifetime of waking up by his side.

"Do you have any name preferences?"

You lift your head enough to look at him. "What?"

Felix's gaze briefly meets yours before dropping his attention back to your intertwined hands. "Baby names."

Your lips part in surprise, and for a long second, all you can do is blink at him. "Are you still drunk?"

He shakes his head, a smile tugging at his lips. "I'm making conversation."

Okay, a little weird, but if Felix is being so casual about it, maybe you're overthinking it. "Okay," you mumble skeptically, "You probably come with a ton of family, traditional names." His thumb brushes down the back of your hand. "I like the name Lux," you finally manage, "For a girl."

"Lux," he repeats, more to himself than you.

You let yourself openly watch him. "I guess it depends on how many kids we have."

Felix turns his head slightly, teeth grazing against his bottom lip. "Two or three." His eyes focus on the pack of cigarettes on his nightstand. "I mean, I like the idea of two or three."

"Two or three?" You haven't given much thought to the number of children you want. You grew up an only child, mainly around your mother, and that was a little lonely despite her best efforts. You like the general idea of siblings, but with that comes multiple pregnancies and labor. "That's a long time to be pregnant."

He squeezes your shoulder, the gesture comforting. "We don't have to have them right away."

You lay your head down again, temple resting against his side. It's not a terrible thing to imagine, not in the slightest. Felix with a baby in his arms and a toddler or two hanging off his leg. Children with different combinations of your features--a little boy with your hair and his kind eyes, a baby girl with his charming smile and your nose.

Okay--that's enough of that train of thought. The last thing you need is to actually start wanting your best friend to propose. "Considering how far we are from married, I'd hope not."

"Wow," he breathes, dragging the word out. You turn your head, doing your best to look up at him. "I see."

"See what?"

His hand trails down your back warmly. "We're too young for me to propose."

Embarrassment has you attempting to pull away so that you can defend yourself. Felix doesn't let you get too far, his hand on your back making it hard to do much more than hold up your head. "No, I didn't--"

"We're still in school, Lovie. It'd be irresponsible."

The amusement coloring his expression has you glowering. He is so impossible. "Your tone is irresponsible."

"Moody." You're about to protest when he pulls your hand to his lips, kissing your knuckles. "Want to go to breakfast?"

You rest your chin near his stomach. "Is it early enough for breakfast?"

He turns his head, neck stretching at an awkward angle to look at his bedside clock. "If we go to the place down the road with the all day breakfast menu."

You smile, "Cool." You wipe at your eyes with the back of your palm. "You realize to go we have to get up, get ready..."

"Hm," he hums, pretending to contemplate, "Give me five minutes?"

You are starting to feel hungry, but everything's so much warmer this close to Felix. You're comfortable, and it's not like there's a time constraint on breakfast. "Okay, five minutes."

Felix grins, pulling your hand towards him again. He brushes his lips against the back of your palm. "That's my girl."

You roll your eyes in an attempt to hide any obvious signs of total contentment before laying your head down again.

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[bonesandchalamet]

in this world, it’s just us — Finnick odair

masterlist | pairing: Finnick odair x reader

summary: in a world where hunger games don’t exist anymore it’s just you and Finnick

warnings: fluff

a/n: finally writing for finnick 🤭

you can hear his breath escape his lips, it’s faint, but it’s all that matters. he’s alive in your arms and in your bedroom.

nights were never the same, consisting of some form of him muttering incoherent words, legs thrashing, and thick sweat glistening against the sheets. the hunger games haunt him, even in a world where he’s safe.

there’s no president snow, there’s no more kids being hunted by others. the odds were in everyone’s favor, and people could sleep well again. except those in their respected districts victors villages.

the soft grunt that escapes his lips indicates he’s awake now. he rolls carefully onto his side, almost like he doesn’t want wake you, but you’ve been awake for some time. reflecting on what the nights could’ve been if finnick never was picked at such a young age.

“you’re doing it again.” he mutters, you feel him shift closer to you, his warm clammy skin pressed against yours, “you’re thinking about the if’s.”

he tsk’s you, and yanks the covers off your bodies to reveal the cool air of the house. it feels nice, after tossing and turning in the heat trapped sheets, you allow yourself to stretch out against the mattress and watch finnick rise for the day.

no day was ever the same, but finnick needed a new task everyday, or else he’d go insane. he needed to occupy himself from the loss and maybe even the ache. you never knew, he was a closed book about his experiences.

you watch him gather around to fish, a typical morning routine despite the overflowing amount of food in your house. you never objected or asked him not to go, it was the one thing finnick enjoyed and he could now do so freely. who were you to stop him?

“can I join you?” the words slip your mouth without a second guess, and he’s stopping in his tracks. you’ve never taken up much of an interest in fishing, not since you didn’t have to do so anymore, but you loathed sitting around waiting for him to return. plus, it gave you something to do as well.

“you better hurry.”

scurrying out of bed, you find yourself rushing with the sunrise and finnicks personal clock, but by the time you’re down by the water, no one else is even there and the sun is just starting to rise.

“what’s the plan?” you ask, turning to face him he’s got a trident in his hand, his typical choice of weapon that somehow made it back to district four along with him.

“we hunt, we go home, and then we eat.” he says offering a small smile before moving carefully and slowly into the water. he moves with such precision, careful not to alarm the fish. any movement and they’ll scatter along. you watch him hunt for awhile until it’s your turn, you don’t come up as lucky as he does, but he still applauds the three fish you killed.

“now we eat and save some for dinner.” he smiles, content with the couple hours of work done. without telling, it’s most likely noon and your stomach was reminding you of the lack of food in your stomach.

the hike home doesn’t take long and Finnick is cooking while you shower. the warm water trickles down your back, soothing away the morning worries. you take longer than you normally do, just to enjoy the silence your mind finally gives you before turning off the water.

emerging from the shower, he’s leaning in the doorway. a cocky smile against his lips that if it weren’t for his beauty, you’d attempt anyway to erase it.

“you think about me in there?”

“never in a million years would I think about you in my shower.” you pick up a soft towel, running the fabric all across your body and through the ends of your hair. out the corner of your eye, you can still see that smile. the smile that every girl falls for when finnick would enter a room. he’s easy to like, bright eyes, beautiful smile, golden blond hair, and an ego so big sometimes it’s adorable, other times? not so much.

“you’re awful at lying. it’s actually one of your worst traits.”

“and you’ve got an awfully big ego, it’s one of your worst traits.” you fire back with a smile on your face leaving him to roll his eyes and tell you lunch was waiting for you.

In this world, it's just us

You know it's not the same as it was

[aewon]

when they find out you’re a mermaid

pairing: enhypen x f!reader g: fluff, est relationship warnings: cursing, pet names, kissing note: i’m literally writing an h2o inspired fic but i wanted to do this too hehe also i went crazy with sunghoon’s lmao

LEE HEESEUNG

you didn’t expect to see your boyfriend in your secluded area on the beach, and unfortunately it was too late to hide your tail.

“hey baby i—” cue the shock.

you’re looking at him in fear, not knowing what he’s gonna do next. is he gonna scream? run? tell someone? but he doesn’t do any of those things, he just asks, astonished, “you’re a mermaid?”

when you nod, he just walks forward, sitting on his knees beside you. “how did this happen?” when you explain it to him, he’s amazed. “i never knew something like that was possible.”

“are you afraid?” you ask him. he shakes his head, “afraid? baby i think you’re the most magnificent thing i’ve ever seen.” and he just looks at you like he’s even more in love than he already was.

“can i touch it?” he asks, and you know he’s referring to your tail. you giggle and nod, and he wastes no time in bring a gentle hand to it. the scales feel smooth against his hand and he’s mesmerized.

you ask if he’s gonna tell anyone and he shakes his head vehemently, “no, never. i would never put you in danger like that.” and you know that you can trust him.

PARK JONGSEONG

you invited your boyfriend over to confess something that’s been gnawing at you for awhile.

when he arrives, he gives you the usual hug and kiss, but quickly realizes something serious is going on.

“what’s wrong babe?”

you say nothing, just taking his hand and leading him to your bedroom. while inside you sit on the bed, him following you.

“i have something to tell you… or rather, show you.”

you take the water bottle on your nightstand, open it, and pour just the smallest amount on yourself.

jay looks at you in confusion, but within seconds, you’ve transformed. it almost blinds it, the glowing light, but after it subsides, the first thing he sees is your tail.

“what the fuck?” he says, eyes wide and mouth open. “you’re a….mermaid?” as you tell him your story, he listens intently as he always does though he’s still shocked. once you finish, his mouth opens and closes like a fish, which you can’t help but find adorable. “are you mad?” you ask.

“no, i’m just… in awe i guess. i never thought mermaids were real but here you are.” he immediately promises that he won’t tell anyone to your relief and starts asking questions. as you show him your power, he looks like a kid in a candy shop.

“you’re amazing, i can’t believe my girlfriends a mermaid.” the giddy smile on his face makes you laugh.

SIM JAEYUN

you completely forgot that jake has a key to your apartment.

you don’t realize he’s inside until he’s barging into your bathroom while your mid-bath, in your mermaid form.

he jumps back, “what the fuck?”

you begin to stutter, trying to find something to say. “that’s a sick costume, why are you wearing it in the tub though?”

oh my god, you can’t help but laugh at his obliviousness. “it’s not a costume, jake. it’s real.” he blinks a couple times, looking like a confused puppy. “but mermaids aren’t real?”

“well, they are. and i’m one of them.”

he walks forward, running his hand along your tail and you can visibly see him shiver. “holy shit.”

once you explain how you became this way, he looks star struck. “so that pool really turned you, with the moon and everything?”

as you nod and answer more of his questions, him having comes to sit beside the tub on the toilet, you realize he’s not angry or upset. you voice this to him and he just gives you his signature smile, “of course i’m not angry. why would i be? i understand why you kept it from me.”

you relax, knowing you can trust him. within a few minutes he’s become obsessed with your tail. he’s continuously stroking it, amazed by the texture of the scales and the way your top is covered. you indulge him, feeling safe and relieved now that he knows.

PARK SUNGHOON

you knew you shouldn’t have come to this party. it’s a pool party for gods sake. you don’t belong near any pools. sunghoon is the one who invited you, it’s his party of course, why wouldn’t he invite his girlfriend? you should’ve came up with an excuse to miss it, but you didn’t want to disappoint him.

you figured as long as you stay covered from head to toe and stay away from the pool, you’ll be okay.

how wrong you were. not only are you getting questioning looks for your attire, your boyfriend being one of them, you can’t seem to get far away enough from the water.

“baby, are you okay? why are you wearing all that?” all that being layers and a long coat. you tell him you’re not feeling good and he pouts a little, “you could’ve told me, i would’ve understood.”

you know, but you didn’t want him to get suspicious.

without warning, two guys behind you suddenly lift you up, throwing you into the pool. your other friends that are there, manage to get everyone inside, locking them in with ice.

everyone except sunghoon.

as you turn, your worst fear comes to life as sunghoon looks at you in shock, or what you assume to be horror.

“what the hell is going on?” he says, backing away from the pool. you stutter as you try to explain, but you can hear the others trying to get back outside.

“help us sunghoon!” your friends beg, as they try to pull you out of the pool, but you’re too heavy.

he just stands there, frozen in place. you hold out your hand, “i’ll explain everything. just please, help me.”

your pleading eyes seem to snap him out of it, and then he’s helping pull you out of the pool onto the concrete. your friend quickly uses her power to begin drying your tail. it burns but you don’t complain.

when you’ve successfully changed back, you and the others rush out of there, not wanting people to question how you’re dry.

once away from the others, you explain yourself to sunghoon. the other girls backing you up. “are you upset?” you ask. sunghoon shakes his head, “not at all, just shocked and amazed. but don’t worry you’re all safe with me.” he takes your hand, kissing the back of it.

KIM SUNOO

you and sunoo have been dating for a few months and you’ve been trying to find a way to tell him you’re a mermaid.

you decide to take him to mako island, where you know no one else will see.

“i don’t understand why we’re here. you know i don’t like hiking.” he’s complaining and you can’t help but giggle at his attitude. you promise him you’re almost there, and once you reach the opening you send him down first, following afterward.

“i damn near broke my ankle! what are we doing down here?”

you lead him to the moon pool, and he looks around in awe. “what is this place?”

“that’s what i wanted to show you,” you say before gently lowering yourself into the moon pool. sunoo just looks at you confused and starts to talk, “why are you getting in the water—"

he’s interrupted by the bright glow of your transformation. once your mermaid form is visible, he gasps.

“what the fuck? what is this? what are you? you’re a mermaid?” his mouth is moving a million miles a minute, throwing out question after question.

you finally manage to calm him down and explain what happened. his widened eyes eventually soften, “oh baby, why didn’t you tell me sooner? i’d never be upset or betray you.”

“i know, i was just scared.”

“you never have to be scared with me, i’ll never hurt you.” with that, he leans down, giving you a kiss.

YANG JUNGWON

jungwon was the human equivalent of a nerd. his interest in mythology of all kinds amazed you.

his latest fascination, mermaids. he tells you all about their “possible” existence, sightings, origins, everything there is to know. which is why, when you finally decide to show him your other form, he’s more than ecstatic.

“i fucking knew it, i knew they were real! holy shit my girlfriends a mermaid!”

you answer all his questions, confirming and denying facts and misconceptions. once he’s finally calmed down and not so jittery, you ask him, “you’re not gonna tell anyone, are you?”

“and let them take you away to experiment on you and shit? no way! i’d never do that to you, i love you.”

you coo, “i love you more.”

you let him touch your tail, and he’s amazed by the luminescence of your scales. how they shine in the sunlight.

you tell him all about your abilities and power. showing him how you can manipulate water and speak to sea creatures.

“promise me you’ll take me swimming with you one time? i’d love to see you in action.”

NISHIMURA RIKI

riki was worried when you texted him, telling him you needed to talk. he expected the worst, that you were breaking up with him, not this by a long shot.

as he stares at your tail, his gaze unwavering, his face almost emotionless, you get nervous.

“riki, are you okay?”

he looks up at you finally, and just says, “you’re a fucking mermaid.” before going back to look at your tail.

you snort, “gee thanks for letting me know.”

he doesn’t even react to your sarcasm, just continues to stare.

“my girlfriends a mermaid. this is the coolest day of my life,” he says after a solid 5 minutes of silence.

you take his hand, bringing it to your tail to touch. he’s gentle, treating you as if you’ll break.

“this is the coolest day of my life,” he repeats.

you laugh, “we got that the first time. are you gonna tell?”

he shakes his head, “i don’t want anyone knowing about this except me. it’ll be our little secret.” he brings you forward for a kiss. letting you go, he jumps into questions, and you answer them all gratefully.

© AEWON 2024

[uzurakis]

as a fellow nagumo lover, how about i request nagumo saving reader (who’s also an assassin) while she’s badly injured and teasing her as she recovers 🙃

your eyes flutter awake, and you're greeted by the sight of yoichi nagumo lounging in a chair by your bed, his feet propped up on the edge. those dark eyes light up the moment he sees you stir.

"well, look who's decided to join the land of the living~!" he exclaims, a wide grin spreading across his face. awhile ago, you slowly regain consciousness, the beeping of the hospital machines faintly registering in your ears. the body of yours feels heavy and sore, memories of the mission flooding back; remembering the ambush, the fight, and then the pain. but most of all, you remember nagumo’s face, his expression uncharacteristically serious as he saved you. and you don’t see that often, never, actually.

you try to speak, but your throat is dry, and all that comes out is a croak. nagumo jumps up, leaning over you with an exaggeratedly concerned expression.

"oh no! have you forgotten how to talk? i guess i'll just have to handle all the conversation from now on," he says, feigning a dramatic sigh.

you roll your eyes, managing to croak out, "water."

he grabs a cup of water from the table, but instead of handing it to you, he holds it just out of your reach. "first, you have to answer a riddle. what has four legs in the morning, two legs in the afternoon, and three legs in the evening?"

"nagumo, seriously?" you rasp, your annoyance mingled with a slight, very tiny hint of amusement. man, i just woke up, you say in your head.

he only chuckles and finally gives you the water. "fine, i'll let you off this time. but only because you look like you’ve been through a meat grinder."

the cool liquid soothing your parched throat as you take a grateful sip. "thanks.. for the rescue," you manage to say.

nagumo waves his hand dismissively. "oh, don't mention it. just another day in the life of your favorite assassin."

don't mention it, he says with a casual wave of his hand, his trademark grin firmly in place. but beneath that easygoing facade, he's a whirlwind of emotions. the memory of finding you bleeding and unresponsive still haunts him, a gnawing fear that he might lose you forever. he can still feel the cold dread that settles in his stomach when you don't respond to his frantic calls, the way his heart pounds in his chest as he carries you to safety. every step is a desperate prayer that you'll hold on, that you'll survive. seeing you lying so still, so vulnerable, shakes him to his core. regardless of his lighthearted demeanour, he can't shake the residual anxiety of nearly losing you, the concern that one day his abilities may be worthless to keep you safe.

"favorite, huh?" you tease, a small smile tugging at your lips despite the pain.

"absolutely," he says, winking. "and you know, you gave us quite a scare. i mean, i had to carry you all the way back here. do you have any idea how heavy you are?"

you glare at him playfully. "maybe if you weren't so scrawny, it wouldn't have been a problem."

the guy laughs, the sound infectious. "touché. but really, you had us all worried. even sakamoto looked like he might actually break a sweat."

"i'm sorry," you say softly, feeling a pang of guilt for the trouble you caused. “i really thought it could handle them by myself. sorry..”

nagumo's expression softens for a moment, his usual levity giving way to genuine concern. "hey, don't apologize. i've got your back, and you've got mine. besides, it’s not like i’d let anything happen to my favorite partner, riiight? why are you looking at me like that?”

before you can respond, he suddenly leans in close, a mischievous glint in black pupils. "oh, by the way, did i tell you? i told the nurses you’re afraid of needles. so they might have a surprise for you when they come to change your IV."

your eyes widen in horror, and he bursts out laughing at your reaction. "relax, i’m kidding. or am i? guess you’ll find out soon enough."

"you rascal," you mutter, shaking your head.

"you owe me a box of pocky sticks," he says with a grin, leaning back in his chair.

despite the pain and exhaustion, you can’t help but smile. "i guess i do."

he reaches over and gently squeezes your hand. "get some rest. i’ll be here when you wake up. and who knows, maybe i’ll have another riddle for you."

"great," you say sarcastically, if it’s not for your injuries, maybe you’ve already thrown a pillow at his face. though, you know you can always count on him to be there for you, pranks and all.

@uzurakis

[ladykailitha]

The Hellfire Exotic Club Part 7

Hey, guys, I think the not labeling this has got it to see more people and that is fucking depressing as shit. So I will warn in the notes and tags but won't be putting community labels on going forward.

In this we have Wayne come into town and hit off with Steve, things get serious, and Steve explains why Robin and he left their last job.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

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Getting Wayne settled into the spare bedroom was like taking a shower after working hard all day. When that first splash hit, it was painful but as you got used to the temperature your body would relax and all the dirt and stress would just melt away.

Eddie hated that he had to have his uncle come down at all, but he needed the help and Wayne had run that club for twenty years before giving it to Eddie. He would know what to do.

“You want to come and meet Robin and Steve?” Eddie asked, shyly hiding his face behind his hair.

Wayne paused from where he was putting away his clothes in the drawer.

“Could do I suppose. You talk more about the girl then you do the boy, and I have a pretty good guess as to why.”

Eddie blushed dark red. “I am but a horny man and yet, despite my job being about selling sex I have not gotten laid in awhile. So I am very weak and he is very pretty.”

Wayne snorted and rolled his eyes. He went back to unpacking his things. “I can stay for as long as you need me, Ed. Doris is fine to look after my plants, I’m retired, I don’t need to go rushing off nowhere.”

Eddie sat down hard on the bed and put his hands in his lap. “I don’t know if I’m built for owning a club. I’m burning the candle at both ends and there are times the only reason I know the day of the is by the fucking color theme when I walk in.”

Wayne sat down on the bed next to him and pulled him in for a hug. Eddie let out a shuddering breath and then suddenly he was crying. He didn’t know where all this was coming from. He thought he had a handle on the club. On his dancers. But he felt like he was falling apart at the seams.

“You’re just tired, son,” Wayne murmured. “But that’s why I’m here. This is partly my fault. I should have eased you into it, given you a couple of years of running it with me as your second then you wouldn’t be in this position. But I’m here now.”

Eddie wanted to refute that claim, but the more he sat there and stewed in that thought, the more it made sense. He nodded.

They sat like that for a moment. Eddie just soaking up the attention and support that he only ever got from Wayne.

He raised his head and wiped his eyes. “Thanks. I think you’ll really like the new show.”

Wayne huffed out a laugh and shook his head. “You really need a social life.”

“Yeah?” Eddie said with a grin. “Is that what Doris is? A social life?”

Wayne pushed him off the bed and Eddie landed on the floor with a thump and a startled laugh. “Don’t put out if you can’t take it, old man.”

“Shut your pie hole,” Wayne groused. He stood up and held out his hand to him. “Let’s go meet this pretty boy of yours.”

~

When Wayne walked into the club, he was impressed on how clean it was. He knew Eddie hired people to clean up, break down, and setup for the next day. But it was clearly worth the effort.

The club was made up in a dark sea of blues. But it wasn’t silky, everything was soft and well... lazy. Perfect for Sloth. Up on the stage the dancers were practicing their numbers. They were all dressed up in various stages of warm up gear. Shorts, tank tops, leotards, tights, some barefoot, others with the balls of their feet tapped, others still in soft soled shoes. No point in wearing heels and twisting something they shouldn’t.

They were currently practicing one the burlesque numbers that they did for the dinner crowd, but it didn’t take a genius or even someone who knew the rest of the dancers to know which one was Steve.

He was the one that lit up like a fucking Christmas tree the moment Eddie walked in and called out his nephew’s name like it was a god damned prayer.

“Hey, Stevie!” Eddie cried back and Wayne refrained from shaking his head fondly. He didn’t know who Ed thought he was fooling, but he was close to head over hills with this boy.

Steve jumped off the stage and came bounding up to the two of them. “Who’s this handsome devil? I’m Steve.”

“I like this one.” Wayne grinned shaking Steve’s hand.

Eddie scoffed and rolled his eyes. “This is the OG devil. My Uncle Wayne.”

“With all due respect, sir,” Steve said with his megawatt smile, “but the Kitty Cat Titty Club was a horrible name! “

Wayne threw his head back and laughed. “I thought it sound great right up until I had to put it on business cards. It didn’t sound so great after that.”

Eddie went starry-eyed at Wayne and Steve getting along so well so fast. Pretty soon the only thing standing in the way of him just bending the dancer over his desk and fucking him will be his own god damned stupid rule.

God, kill him now.

But, alas there was no lightning strike and they were being surrounded by the other dancers greeting Wayne and welcoming him back.

“You coming back for good?” Stella asked Wayne, giving Steve the side eye.

Eddie and Steve immediately bristled at the implication that Eddie couldn’t hack it. Eddie was just a little burned out and needed help, not to be replaced.

“Stella Mubarak,” Wayne greeted with a warm smile. “It’s been awhile. We’ll talk later over coffee, but everyone needs to know this right off the bat. I’m here as Eddie’s guest. I’m not here to look at the books, or change dancers, or any of that other nonsense. I’m just here for a couple of weeks because I haven’t seen much of Eddie and since he’s the one running this place, I came to him. The only changes I intend to make is my underwear.”

Steve and Eddie glanced at each other and hid a smirk.That was certainly one way to put any rumors to bed.

“All right, guys!” Eddie called out, “Enough with mugging my uncle. Give him time to breath for fuck sake. He just got into town and will be staying awhile. You can visit with him on your days off. In fact I know he’d like that. But shoo, back to doing what you do best and that’s looking pretty.”

Wayne chuckled as he watched Steve blush at the compliment even though it was directed at everyone.

They all wandered back to the stage, Steve lingering for a moment longer before following suit. Eddie led the way to the office and flopped down at his desk. He tilted head back and sighed dramatically.

Wayne sat in one of the chairs in front of the desk. “When you said there was drama, I was thinking the usual backstabbing and jealously that comes from being a dancer. But Stella asking me outright if I was gonna replace you right in front of the whole fucking troupe was ridiculous. The absolute balls on that one.”

Eddie raised his head and looked him in the eye. “She thinks that Steve changing the show a little is the end of times and won’t accept change. She was also one of the more vocal members telling me I shouldn’t have fired Billy. Which I really fucking should have a hell of a lot sooner.”

Wayne hummed and rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “Billy’s always been something a dark horse even when I ran the show, but I always thought it was bravado and not actual malice. I hate to say that I was that wrong about a person.”

Eddie buried his head in his hands. “I don’t want to fire Stella too, but I think things are going to get worse before they get better.”

“Always a possibility, unfortunately.”

Eddie got up and went to the filing cabinets. He pulled out two files and handed them to Wayne. “I know you’re not here for this, but look at the numbers from when Billy was in his heyday and the last two weeks with Steve.”

Wayne took them from him pulling out the spreadsheet from a couple of years ago first. The numbers were good, and pretty even across the board. Then he pulled out the spreadsheet for the current month. Steve’s numbers were at least thirty percent higher.

“That’s impressive,” Wayne said with raised eyebrows. “I know he’s only in his first couple of weeks and could dip a little, but I doubt it would be much considering the sheer charisma coming off of him in waves.”

Eddie nodded sitting on the corner of the desk. “He’s an even better dancer. Holy fuck, Uncle Wayne, when I first saw him dance I could feel the emotion radiating off him.”

“Sounds like Stella is jealous at the sudden attention he’s getting,” Wayne said thoughtfully. “I would normally say to just wait it out and see what happens when the dust settles, but–”

There was a large crash and suddenly Eddie and Wayne were on their feet, dashing out the door back to the front of the club.

When they arrived they saw that Steve was at the base of the stage, looking like he’d fallen off of it.

Eddie rushed to his side. “What the hell happened?”

Steve looked at him and then back at the stage. He just shook his head. Snitches got stitches apparently. And hooboy was Eddie pissed. Steve may have not had any desire to rat the person out, but Eddie was going to show his wrath.

He stood up slowly. “Wayne, go check the security recordings.” He raised his head slowly. “And if he finds that anyone pushed him off, will not only be fired, but I will make sure to press charges of assault.

Steve closed his eyes and laid back on the floor with a groan. Eddie looked down at him with a raised eyebrow.

Steve indicated to the office with a jerk of his head. Eddie nodded.

“Hey, Jeff,” he said, “can you get some ice for Stevie here? I’m going to take him to my office to make sure he’s okay.”

“On it!” Jeff replied heading for the kitchen.

Eddie helped Steve to his feet and whispered, “Limp, make a show of it.”

Steve’s eyes went wide, but without so much as a nod to acknowledge what had been said, suddenly Eddie was carrying most of Steve’s weight. His head lulled to the side and he had the most pained expression on his face.

If he hadn’t seen the change in demeanor himself, he would have been really concerned.

They made it to the office and the change in Steve was instantaneous. He straightened up and closed the door quickly behind them.

“All right,” Eddie huffed. “What’s going on? Because the usual reaction to being told that being assaulted was going to be reported to the cops certainly isn’t frustration.”

Steve sat in the same chair that Wayne had just vacated with a flump. “This can’t go any further than this because it’s an active court case and letting you know only stretches the law, not break it.”

Eddie’s eyebrows shot up. “You want to repeat that?”

Steve buried his head in hands for a moment and then slowly raised his head. This Steve looked worn down and defeated. Something Eddie didn’t know how to deal with. The man was usually bright and sunny.

“When I talked to Robin about coming out to the dancers she didn’t want to,” Steve began. “And if Chrissy wasn’t gay and you weren’t bisexual, she wouldn’t have done. Probably would have convinced me not to as well, Chrissy’s comfort be damned.”

“That’s pretty harsh.”

It also didn’t sound like the Robin he had known these past couple of weeks either. The girl was empathetic to the nth degree.

Steve picked at his nails for a moment before spoke again. “You know I worked as a pole dancing instructor for the rec center, did you know Robin was a cleaner there?”

Eddie nodded. He did all the hiring for the club, not just the dancers.

“Her manager was a real piece of work,” Steve said softly. “Racist, misogynistic, and worse; homophobic. He was really bad.”

“So why hadn’t he had been fired?” Eddie asked tilting his head to the side.

“We didn’t know then,” Steve explained, “but we found out after that his uncle was the man who provided the funds for the center to be built. His uncle’s name was on the god damned building.”

Good ole fashion nepotism was the absolute worst. He said as if he didn’t get where he was because his uncle was the previous owner.

“So what happened?”

“He over heard her talking about a hot actress she liked.”

Eddie licked his lips slowly. “Oh shit.”

Steve nodded. “There was no doubt it wasn’t just admiration. He cornered her a storage closet about a week later and started beating her,” he muttered. “If I hadn’t been running late to my class I wouldn’t have her heard her. I managed to pull him off of her and called cops.”

“Did he...” Eddie trailed off. The normal reaction from these types wasn’t just abuse.

Steve shook his head. “I don’t know if I got there before he started or if he just meant to beat her, but no... Thank god!”

Eddie huffed out a sigh of relief.

“Then what happened?” he asked.

“He got arrested,” Steve said darkly, “and we got fired. Her for being gay, though they never said that out loud, and me because I called the cops.”

And then it hit him.

“That’s why the two of needed your days off to align!” Eddie cried. “Shit man, if you had said something I could have made arrangements, especially since it wouldn’t have been a permanent change. “

Steve smile softly. “She didn’t want anyone to know.”

“That’s fair.”

Wayne slipped into the room with Jeff behind him with an ice pack. Jeff handed it to Steve who immediately put it on his elbow.

“I looked at the recordings,” Wayne said. “But there were too many people around Steve to see who pushed him.”

“Shit.”

~

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[yooneunhay]

Essence of the Feathered Heart

【ＣＨＡＰＴＥＲ　ＴＨＲＥＥ】

𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨; (eventually) ot8ateez x hybridbird!reader

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨; human!Seonghwa, human!Hongjoong, hybridfox!Wooyoung, hybridbear!Jongho, hybridsiamese!San  x hybridbird!Reader

𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙚;

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𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐯

"you're still a orange code for now so," the nice staff lady reached forward buckling the muzzle behind my head so it would fit in place on my face.

"sorry you have to wear this, it can't possibly be comfortable."

i never realized how pretty the nice staff lady was. i blushed as she smiled at me. maybe it was how close her face was to mine or the fact someone had been nice to me in so many years that made my stomach feel weird..i couldn't tell.

"i think your wing should be healed soon, though im not sure if you'll be able to fly for awhile." she said while petting my bandaged wing.

she smiled once again, "wait here for a bit, i'll be back soon to get you and bring you to another room." i nodded at her.

she soon left the room and i sat there on the chair waiting to meet this stranger who requested time with me.

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𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯

i was walking to the adoption center with the food Hongjoong made in hand. it was a rather cold day so i wore a heavier jacket.

"i hope they like fried rice." i thought to myself as i looked at the food in my hand.

i opened the doors to the adoption center and walked to the front desk. there was a lady there who looked up from her computer upon seeing me enter.

"hi there, how may i help you!" she spoke

"hi, i was wondering if i could look at the hybrids that are up for adoption?"

"of course," she handed me a paper with multiple hybrids. their names, species and gender were all on the paper along with what code they currently were. there were no red codes since those hybrids were too aggressive to be talked to or be up for adoption. the lady watched me as i scanned over the paper looking for the bird hybrid i saw, then i saw it.

"Y/N, osprey hybrid." i said in my head.

"i would like to see this one, please." i pointed to the name on the paper.

"sure thing, let me get them ready for you." she walked into the back where i couldn't see her anymore. i went and sat down on one of the chairs near me. about 20 minutes later, the staff lady came back.

"you can follow me, the rooms ready."

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𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐯

when the staff lady came back to get me she brought me to another room. it was similar to the room i was being kept in but there was no bed, the room was a bit smaller and there was only one chair but there was was a pretty big window that showed outside this time..and there was one more thing, a person. his hair was black and rather long for a guy, he was wearing a long black coat and some jeans, he was rather pretty i had to admit. the staff lady was walking behind me so i had no choice but to walk into the room. she smiled at me and mouthed "be nice" to me before shutting the door and walking away.

"hi there, Y/N," he started "i'm Seonghwa."

i wasn't really listening to him as he continued to ask how i was and what not. the smell of other hybrids was filling my nose. the most prominent one was a fox smell, but there was also a small smell of a bear. even if i didn't smell it i would know he lives with another human considering it was him and his hybrids with the other human on his lock screen.

"you must be hungry, i doubt the food here is all that good," he reached down next to him and picked up a container wrapped in a cloth and untied it.

"here, it's fresh, made today."

he handed me the container with some chopsticks for me to use. i stared at him for a few seconds before reaching out slowly and taking it. i couldn't lie, it smelled really good. i let Seonghwa unbuckle the muzzle. he sat it down next to him and i sat down near the other corner across from him on the floor and took a small bite. as much as i tried to hide it, the rice was really good. i guess Seonghwa noticed my wings relax as i ate the rice. he smiled at me, it made my face heat up a bit when i saw.

"do you like it?" he asked. i nodded slightly.

"i'm glad, i'm sure Hongjoong would be happy to hear that."

"your room mate?" i questioned.

he nodded, "how did you know?"

"i can smell them." he nodded again

we sat in silence for a bit while i finished the rice he gave me. once i finished i handed it back to him. he took it and wrapped it in the cloth once again.

"why would you want to think about adopting me?" i asked suddenly. the question seemed to catch him of guard.

he thought for a moment, "you look lost, almost like you need guiding in life right now. i'm assuming you're unregistered so you must not be use to being adopted." he finally spoke.

i stayed silent. he was right, i am lost. ever since my grandpa passed i haven't known what to do with my life. for the past two years i've just simply been existing. i wasn't sure how to respond to him so i just stared outside. maybe if being adopted means i can go outside without getting weird looks or possibly getting taken to a hybrid 'pound' then maybe life wouldn't be as bad or boring.

"i'll do it," i said without turning my head towards him. "i'll let you adopt me"

"i'm not going to force you into this if this isn't something you want." he stated "this is for you, it's your descision." i nodded at him.

"okay, i'll tell the staff."

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everything had went smoothly, Seonghwa signed all the papers and i got all the stuff i had with me and now we were walking to what was going to be my new home.

"don't be nervous," he looked at me smiling "they'll love you, and you'll love them."

i wasn't as nervous as i was scared. i had only ever had bad interactions with other hybrids. for now i just tried to focus on how pretty the sky was today. it was nice to get out and get fresh air. it was a little cold but i didn't mind it all that much, i used my wings to shield me from the wind. after some walking we reached the door of what i assumed was his apartment. he opened the door.

"Hongjoong, we're home!" Seonghwa yelled out.

after a few seconds, a rather short man came from around the corner. i hid slightly behind Seonghwa, though my wings were still visible to 'Honjoong'.

"welcome home Hwa, and?"

"Y/N" Seonghwa answered.

Hongjoong soon approached me, "our other hybrids know about you coming here, so don't worry they'll be nice." i nodded at him coming out from behind Seonghwa. i hadn't noticed before but there was another person standing in the hallway to the door where we were. a hybrid, a fox. he seemed like he was holding in his excitement and trying to not jump on me. Hongjoong turned around to him.

"you can come say hi Wooyoung."

immediately upon hearing he could come over, Wooyoung rushed over and was immediately smelling me. it caught me off guard to be honest and i stepped back and made a sort of hissing noise at him, not like a cat but similar and flared out my wings, which couldn't go out all the way, trying to create a bigger image to scare him.

he looked at my wings with a sort of love look in his eyes, "wow, so pretty!" he said like he was speaking his thoughts. he reached his hand out to touch my wings but Seonghwa grabbed his wrist and stopped him, "Wooyoung calm down, let them breathe for a second!" he scolded the fox. Wooyoung pouted. i folded my wings onto my back again and smoothed out the fluffed up feathers. i stood behind Seonghwa and peaked around him to look at the fox. he continued pouting. i extended my arm out for him to smell me from more of a distance. he grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me more forward. i stumbled and was now pressed against Seonghwa's back, he didn't move from me pushing him though. i blushed slightly as Wooyoung smelled my wrist so intently.

"you smell like a warm forest," he continued smelling me "i like it."

"Wooyoung come on, give them space." another voice spoke. i looked up at the sound of the voice and saw another hybrid. this one had a large frame, he seemed strong. he walked towards Wooyoung and pulled my wrist from his hand. Wooyoung pouted once again.

"Sannnn i was just smelling them!" he pouted to the siamese hybrid.

"i'm sorry about that." he said rubbing my wrist.

i pulled my wrsit out his grasp, "it's okay." i said softly.

"let me show you to your room." Hongjoong spoke up. i nodded and followed him. it was a short walk to the room i was going to be staying in.

"you'll be sharing a room with our other hybrid till we finish cleaning your own room, i hope that won't be a problem." i shook my head,

"no, it's fine i don't mind it" i responded quietly.

when we reached the room the other said hybrid was in there sitting on the couch in the corner.

"this is Jongho, i hope ya'll can get along, he's nice so don't worry." Hongjoong smiled at me. i smiled back and he soon walked away. Jongho didn't say anything to me, he barely looked at me. i noticed the small brown ears peaking out from his hair. a bear hyrbid im assuming. he was rather adorable, even though he was lowkey glaring at me, his fluffy hair with his chubby cheeks made his glare not all threating. i walked into the room and sat on the bed in the other corner from Jongho.

"that's my bed." he stated still giving me the same look he gave when i walked in.

"oh, i'm sorry.." i shuffled over to the other bed in the corner and sat on that.

Jongho got up and walked into the bathroom of our now shared room. i sighed. it's going to be awhile before he accepts me.

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i didn't proof read this chapter this time as its now 2:30am lol and i just needed to get this chapter out quickly !! i hope you enjoyed this one though, i tried to make it longer this time so i hope youre happy with that !! if u wna be tagged in later posts for this series pls comment !!

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tags; @astuteataraxy @newworldwritings

[pablitogavii]

Can i request something fluff with gavi?

Hard times together

It was a hard game with many injured players but fighting till the last second. Pablo was a winner and anything other than that was unacceptable for your angry bird.

No matter how many times you had the same conversation exposing to him that they can’t win every single fame, he is still stubborn enough to listen.

“Amor, it was a good match..you’ll win next time” you can back home following after him into the bedroom where he threw himself into the bed dramatically.

“We should have won! That goal shouldn’t have been removed! It’s not fair!!” He shine laying on his stomach and hiding his face into the pillow. Aww poor baby!!!

You sighed getting on top of him and just laying there on his back while nuzzling your nose into his neck trying to find his face. You knew he was a bit ticklish and you tried getting f him to laugh at least a little bit.

“Amorrr!!! Stooop!” He whined still and you sighed kissing his cheek about to move off but his strong arms wouldn’t let you. Seems like he just wanted you to stop the tickles but still keep cuddling him? He’s so adorable! ! !

“What do you need cariño???” You ask and he shrugged his shoulders. Pablo wasn’t a big talker, and he almost never just says what he needs. You got to know him so well that you could guess for yourself at this point.

“Wanna lay on my chest and let me play with your hair for awhile? Maybe take a nap? Huh?” You suggested and he immediately nodded his head and you both moved to the position he severely loved the most. Obviously to his friends, he’s only one holding you and stuff!!! But you didn’t mind loving that he is free to be vulnerable with you.

“I’m even more angry that you traveled to watch me and we lost! It’s annoying!” He said and you smiled at how much he cares leaning down and kissing your head while continuing to play with his messy curly hair.

“I’m still so proud of you amor..so proud!” You say and he smiles finally nodding his head and moving up to kiss all over your neck.

"Hmm but I want to win for you..always princesa" he whined like a baby and you smiled knowing what it means for him to win with Barça but also to prove that he is 'good enough'. You both strive very hard in your careers because you want to feel accomplished, which is why you comeptlely understood him and vice versa.

"I know cariño..pero tú siempre estas mi campeon" you say kissing his forehead and he looks up with that adorable pout on his handsome face. You giggled kissing his pout and he blushed a little. He was so cute when he was needy like this!!!

"Promiso???" he asked and you smiled nodding your head while pecking his lips a few times more.

"Promiso.." you say loving the way his smile looked when he was reassured that you will always be there with him. He knew that he found something really special with you and he was always making sure to take care of it.

"Get your ass up Gavira!" Mario barged in without knocking (which he always does) with Ale following behind giggling when he saw Pablo laying on your chest like an adorable little baby.

"You don't know how to knock cabrón!?" Pablo said but didn't make an effort to move from your chest and hide how much he was enjoying this position right now. He didn't care what anyone thought since everyone already knew what a huge simp he was for his girl.

" We're going to celebrate!!!" Ale added earning a death glare from his friend.

"Celebrate what!? If you haven't watched the match, we lost cabrón!" Pablo was grumpy and that meant angry bird was surfacing which his friends knew very well.

"So what?? You still scored and played really well! Come on, stop being a baby and get off your girlfriend's chest so we can go out and party!!!" Ale said clearly more in the mood for the party than your boy right now. You knew what it meant being in Barça..winning wasn't an option but a necessity.

"Maybe it's not a bad idea to go have some fun out, huh cariño?? Forget about the match for awhile???" you ask and he raised his head a little pouting and shaking his head..he just wanted everyone to leave and let him sleep on your chest in peace.

You smiled kissing his lips and starting to play with his hair while he laid down nuzzling further into your chest not caring that his friends were right there watching. You were blushing hard a little embarrassed at them staring at Pablo practically hiding his nose in between your breasts.

"Lucky cabrón..." Mario said and Pablo pulled you even closer so that he was completely covering your chest with his body not wanting his friends to keep staring and making you uncomfortable.

"Stop staring!" Pablo said and both bots flipped him off saying politely goodbye to you before leaving to have some fun tonight. You giggled once you and your boy were finally alone again.

"You being a little celoso cariño???" you ask noticing that the moment his friends were gone he moved from trying to cover your chest.

"Tu eres mia! Let me sleep amor!!" he of course whined not wanting to be teased so you decided to let it go and him win cuddling him and playing with his hair for hours while he napped on your chest.

"Mi campeon cariñoso..rest up..I'll always be there for you..through both good and hard times..siempre contigo" you whispered knowing that he was asleep but Pablo heard it feeling his heart melt at those words. They meant everything to him..<33

[cedarwoodtears]

i loved reading your general headcanons! could you do jossam focused headcanons please 🙏

HAIII HAI YES YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS starts growling and going insane these two. ough. ough my heart anon please call the ambulance. i’m having a heart attack. pleabe.

• josh is a sleepyhead and loves cuddling with sam in bed whenever he can!!! she finds it so cute bc they’ll get in bed and then not even 5 minutes later he is absolutely PASSED OUT curled up next to her like a cute little kitty. they always have at least one blanket on them though josh gets cold pretty easily…sam doesn’t like taking midday naps though so she usually just goes on her phone or watches a show quietly until josh gets up…he tends to move around a lot though so. sometimes he’s basically trying to roll over her LMFAOOO

• sam lets josh do her hair every once in awhile!! it’s mostly braids because he finds the process relaxing and he can just admire sam while doing it…so sappy josh hehe…normally it comes loose after an hour or so because well i never said he was good just that he enjoys it…he thinks she’s looks SO adorable with them though. josh tends to call her anna (from frozen) and it annoys her a bit bc it’s not even the right hair color 😒 he knows though teehee.

• they do NOT mess around when it comes to overcooked. they are the absolute power couple in games despite the times they bicker or poke fun at each others skill or mess around they work so well together. half the time neither of them even has to say more than a word because they’ve played together so much. when it’s just them they play great but if other people join it falls apart…sam tries to keep everyone calm and not yelling at each other while josh is messing around behind her back and throwing food away to get everyone more riled up hehe

• sam and josh own an off-roader and you best bet those two love going up into the mountain. well sam moreso than josh but he comes along! he usually trails behind her since he feels more comfortable that way, sam likes to lead things a lot more when it comes to nature. josh brings his camera and takes about 500 million photos of the trees and sam and then prints them out later to hang up around his room…sam makes SURE she brings proper snacks and hydration too. that’s always her main rule: be prepared. they venture out more when it’s warmer though just because josh prefers that..

• josh still loves pranking her. obviously not to the extent of the game but little things. like moving the stuff on her desk off ever so slightly or hiding fake spiders in the cupboards and laughing when she gets scared opening them…there’s always a new thing each day. he likes really bad ones too like prank calling her pretending to be a 10 year old and asking “is your fridge running” and she���s like “josh i know that’s you i can hear you in the other room. and this is your phone number” and he starts giggling but still goes on with the joke LMFAOO it’s so painfully unfunny he loves it..he can’t get enough

• they LOVE making sweets for each other. if sam is having a really bad day josh will whip up some lemon cupcakes for her (it’s her favorite) and vice versa sam will bake some banana bread for him (guess what. ITS HIS FAVORITE!!!). they stock up on a shit tom of baking goods for that reason whenever they run out of flour or sugar it is an absolute EMERGENCY!!!!!!! CRITICAL ALERT!!!!!!!! that rarely ever happens though unless either one of them bakes something for the crew and misjudges how much they used…

• josh is just a little addicted to caffeine while sam doesn’t really drink it..she’s much more of a water drinker (just like me fr) and knows too much is bad but joshy boy doesn’t listen smh…he goes to tim hortons every morning and afternoon and orders the same exact medium coffee with 1 creamer & sugar, with 2 pumps of caramel syrup. every. morning. sometimes he’ll grab sam a donut if he’s feeling nice hehe..regardless sam is always telling him how it’s not good and that he should have more water but he’s like “ehhhhhh ill be good”

• sam always loves to have little movie nights in her room and have the proper candle mood lighting and it’s relaxing…so relaxing josh tends to fall asleep bc it’s normally later at night, dim, and the tv is kinda quiet PLUS her bed is so comfy. but he does his best to stay awake. he can’t help that his girlfriend is so warm and soft and so comfy to lie against and just close his eyes…sam will ask him in the morning like “do you remember what ____ said? that was so wild” and he’s like “totally baby…yeah” and cough and look around josh you are fooling NO ONE!!

• they are almost complete opposites when it comes to body heat bro josh is literally like a walking corpse HES SO COLDDDDD everytime he touches sam she literally shivers and flinches it’s like having an ice cube directly on you. sam jokes that he’s a lizard because he’s like perma cold. that’s why sam is more than happy to cuddle with him a ton because even if it’s cold at first he’ll warm up eventually…she just has to suffer a bit with his icey hands TEEHEE i mean hey when it’s a hot day she finds it pretty nice!!

[bteezxyewriter12]

Milk/ 1

Pairing- San x Named Reader

Word count- 2.6k

Includes- Sex from behind, dirty talk, squirting, multiple orgasms

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This is the San 3-4 part fic that won the poll

San POV

"Would you stop squirming?", my best friend snaps, glaring over at me from her side of the bed

"I can't help it", I answer, trying to hide my hard on, "I'm trying to get comfortable"

It's hard while watching this sex scene

I had no idea what I was in for when she wanted to watch True Blood

She said it was about vampires

Not my thing, but she's my best friend since infanthood so I caved

She's watched things I wanted that she had no interest in either so I figured I can do this for her

So far it was interesting but I had no idea about the graphic sex scenes in it

Like Game of thrones

And I haven't fucked anyone in awhile so excuse me if I get horny and hard during what is basically a soft core porn scene

I don't want her to know I'm hard or she'll never let me live it down

It also doesn't help that she paused the show midway through one of the vampires thrusting into the girl

"Why aren't you comfortable? You've been laying in the same position for awhile and now all of a sudden you need to move?", she rolls her eyes, "What, are you hard or something?"

How the fuck does she know?

"No", I scowl at her, turning my body away from her

She stares at me for a second then a huge grin breaks on her face, "Oh my god you are!"

"No!", I say defensively

"Let me see!"

"What? No!", I yell as she tugs on my arm to try to roll me to my back, "Stop Jo!"

She's freakishly strong and she manages to pull me hard enough to get me on my back, her hands pulling away the blanket before I even have a chance to keep it covering me

"Oh shit", she giggles, the big tent in my pants glaringly obvious

"Jo, the fuck?", I whine, trying to grab the blanket

"A sex scene in a show made you hard?", she laughs, "Seriously?"

"Hey!", I snap, "I haven't fucked anyone in awhile. I'm horny!"

"What about three weeks ago-"

"I was drunk and don't remember anything. You don't either"

Yeah we fucked.....

I think

But it doesn't count because we were both shit faced from a club, our friends dumped us at my apartment and apparently we had sex

I woke up naked with her next to me, naked too, the next morning

But I can't remember anything about it

She can't either

So we both assume we had sex but we're not really sure

And since I don't remember, then I don't count it and I maintain that I haven't had sex for awhile

"Yeah ok, I see your point", she agrees

"Good. Can we drop it now?"

"I don't think you can", she jokes, glancing at my dick

"Haha, you're so funny", I snap

I'm also annoyed that my dick isn't going down

Normally this would mortify me and make any hard on disappear in seconds

But it's her, we're open about stuff like this, we're talking about it and I guess that's why I'm still hard

It'll take awhile to go down but it will when I get distracted

"Put the show back on"

She shakes her head, standing up, "I know what you can do to take care of it"

Is she really going to leave me to jerk off in her bed?

Seriously?

I can go to the bathroom for that

Which I tell her

"No not that", she says and I'm at a loss for what she means

She walks over to her desk and to my utter shock she wiggles down her shorts and panties

Leaning over her desk, she looks over her shoulder at me, "Come fuck me"

My mouth drops open in complete surprise

Did she just say she wants me to go fuck her?

We don't do things like this

"What? You're horny. I'm horny, we can kill two birds with one stone"

That's what she's calling it?

That's why she wants to because it's convenient?

"I uh...I don't think-", I start but stop talking when she bends over more, her small fingers pulling her pussy lips apart, letting me see her small, wet hole

Oh my fucking god, her pussy is the prettiest I've ever seen

And so fucking wet

I feel my cock throb, wanting to be buried inside her

But I'm not sure about taking this step and I'm not keen on messing up our friendship

I love her, she's my rock and I need her

"Sannie", she whines cutely, "C'mon. I wanna feel you inside me"

"You do?", I ask flabbergasted

She nods, glancing over her shoulder again, "Ever since we woke up and didn't know if we had sex, I've wondered what it'd feel like to be with you. What it's feel like to have your dick buried in my pussy, fucking me, coming on you. And the more I think about it the more I want it"

I'm in total disbelief

I mean, yes, I've thought about being with her too but I never imagined she gave it a second thought

"Don't you want to?", she asks, sounding unsure now

"Yes", I answer immediately and internally smacking myself for sounding desperate, "I'm just....I'm worried this will change us"

She shakes her head, "Oh please Sannie, it's just sex. I'm not gonna fall in love with you or anything stupid like that. It's just fucking because we're both horny. That's all"

Ok, that's good

That was the only reason I was holding back

But now that it's cleared up, I'm good

Standing up, I drop my sweatpants and boxers, kicking them off, then moving right to her

"Wow San", she says, eyeing my cock

I smirk, "Like it?"

She nods, "So big. Gonna feel so good"

"Oh yeah?", I tease, pumping my cock a few times

"Yeah", she teases, "You may not know this about me but I like having big fat cocks up my cunt. And yours fits the bill"

Ok yeah I am shocked but I'm not gonna let that show

"Always knew you were a slut", I tell her, rubbing my head against her slit, feeling her juice soak my cock

"Mmm hmmm", she whimpers, "You're slut now"

God, that's such a turn on, "Yeah tonight you're my whore"

With that I shove my cock up her cunt, splitting her on my length so pleasurably, bottoming out in one stroke

"Yes, fuck San", she cries, her pussy clamping down around my cock, throbbing so fucking nicely, her pussy lips wrapped tightly around me

"God, you're so tight", I pant, "When was the last time you were fucked?"

"You", she moans softly

Me?

Guess she's counting that night then

"You don't even know if I really fucked you", I tell her, pushing her down on the desk then pulling out, feeling her cunt suck on me, trying to hold me inside her

Fuck that feels so good

Slamming back in, her hole takes me in, clenching as soon as I'm back, sending pleasure up my spine

"You did", she murmurs as I hold her down, fucking into her over and over

Her pussy locks on my cock every time I thrust into her, like she wants to keep me in, showering my dick and lap with her creamy juice

"How do you know?", I moan, pulling her legs apart more, jackhammering my cock into her waiting cunt

She takes me absolutely perfectly even though we're a tight snug fit with no room to spare

She has got to be one of the best pussy's I've ever fucked

"Because I re... remember...bits....and pieces", she moans

I remember her telling me that but I'm not sure if she's mixing me up with someone else

Slamming into her, she cries out loudly, clenching down on my cock particularly hard

"There Sannie", she whines, "Please, fuck me there"

"You're spot?", I ask smugly

"Yes"

"Ok baby. I'll fuck you there"

Pounding into her, I make sure I hit that spot over and over, her pussy watering like a waterfall

I look down, moaning as I watch her cream my cock up good, the squelching sound of my cock in her cunt so loud

"Hear how loud you're cunt is for me?", I ask her

"Yes", she moans, pussy pulsing sweetly around my shaft

"Think I'm fucking you better this time around?"

"Yes", she cries

I'm so fucking hot, sweat making my shirt cling to me

Not missing a thrust, I pull my shirt off, tossing it on the ground, the cool air hitting my body feeling good

She's sweating too, her shirt wet with it, so I shove her shirt up, telling her to get up

She moves up, her hands holding her up on the desk as I get her shirt off her, then undo her bra, tossing both on the floor with my shirt

Moving closer to her, I press my body against her, the soft, smooth skin of her back right against my chest, making me actually shiver

My hands reach around her, groping and squeezing her squishy boobs, my head right next to hers, leaning on hers

"You feel so good", I moan in her ear, letting the pleasure hit me everywhere, her pussy fluttering so fucking hard around me as I push through her tightness over and over again

"You....feel good....too", she hiccups

I hear crumpling sounds and when I look down at the desk, her hands are squeezing the life from the papers on the desk

I smirk, knowing I'm giving it to her good

"You've been craving for my cock in your pussy for awhile haven't you?", I murmur in her ear, her head leaning back on my shoulder

"Yes San", she moans, my fingers now pinching her hard nipples

"Mmm I'm glad. Glad you convinced me to fuck your tight wet pussy that feels so fucking good", I moan, glancing at her

She whimpers, pleasure on her face so pretty

I'm not dumb, I know my best friend is pretty

I just never thought about her this way

Until now

"May have to keep fucking you"

She nods, groaning, "Yes. Fuck. You can fuck my pussy anytime you want"

"Oh yeah?", I tease, "Want your best friend's cock up your cunt all the time?"

"Yes", she cries, pussy spasming uncontrollably, "Wanna be your cock sleeve Sannie"

My mind explodes at her words, getting hornier and fucking into her harder

"You can, fuck. Gonna wear your pussy all the time now", I tell her, "Fuck, want you to cum for me"

Once my words are said, she moans, her body shaking against me, her pussy clenching my cock in a vice grip as she cums

Incredible pleasure slams into me from her orgasm, taking my breath away

Holy fucking shit, it's fucking amazing

"San", she moans softly, my head snapping to look at her immediately, it taking me a second to process that she's saying my name while she climaxes

Holy shit

"Sannie, fuck. San"

While I'm shocked hearing my name, I continue to fuck her through her orgasm until she finishes

Then I shove her back down on the desk, speeding up my thrusts as I plow into her cunt, watching her tiny hole split open for me, her swollen pussy lips so pretty around my cock

"Cum again", I demand, pounding her into the desk, "I need it"

It's too fucking good

Her orgasm is like a rush of ecstasy and I need to feel it again

"Fuck", she moans, her head laying on the desk, her eyes squeezes shut as her cunt swallows my cock over and over

She's making such a big fucking mess on my cock that I love seeing

Moving my arm around her, I press my fingers into her clit, rubbing it in circles harshly

"Fuck!", she shouts, her cunt squeezing my cock hard

"Yes baby", I urge her, fucking her spot and playing with her clit, "Cum for my cock. Wanna feel it again. Feels so good"

I feel like a junkie, the only thing on my mind is getting her cunt to cum so I can get a hit of that pleasure

"Sannie", she cries, getting impossibly tight around my cock

Her orgasm is gonna make me cum

I know it

I pant as I thrust into her, her scream of my name signalling her orgasm

Clear liquid pours from her cunt as she squirts around my cock, soaking me and the floor, her cunt keeping my cock in a death grip as she pulses wonderfully

The pleasure I was craving washes over me and I revel in it

"Cum San!", she cries, "Cum in my pussy! Wanna milk your cock"

Shock at her words enters through the pleasure, exciting me more

"Please baby. Wanna milk your cock so bad"

"Fuck Jo! Fuck", I yell, shoving my cock deep inside her, my cock throbbing as I cum, pure ecstasy blinding me

My entire body shakes as I empty into her, intense pleasure I've never felt before tidal waving over me

Her cunt squeezes my length again and again, milking my cock so fucking well

"Yes Sannie", she moans, "Gimme your cum baby. Fuck want all of it. Every last drop"

Her milking pussy keeps me in pleasure longer, sucking everything from my cock

"Yes fuck", she whimpers, "Love milking fat cocks like yours Sannie"

She is completely shocking me today

I found out a few things about her I've never knew

And each one is such a turn on

The pleasure leaves as I'm sucked dry, only then does her pussy loosen around me and I fall out

I lean against the desk so I don't faceplant on the floor, both of us breathing hard

That has to be one of the best sex sessions I've ever had

Hands down

She stands up, her gaze landing on mine, her cheeks pink

"Don't be shy on me now", I laugh, caressing her face softly

"I'm not", she answers, "We uh...should get cleaned up though"

I nod, "Ok"

She gathers her clothes then heads for the door, "I'll be back"

"Hold on", I call

She looks back at me, "Do you really like milking cock?"

She rolls her eyes, her sass back, "Yeah. I like clenching on dick, I like feeling cum in my pussy. And it's easier to milk fat cocks than skinny ones"

Wow, ok

I didn't think she'd really answer that but ok

"We good?", she asks

I nod wordlessly

She nods, then disappears

I assume to the bathroom

I take a second for the reality of what just happened to hit me

I fucked my best friend

And it was amazing

That is a shock within itself

And the things she said, letting me fuck her anytime...I wonder if it was true or just something said in the moment

I know I said I'd fuck her all the time and honestly I'm not sure if I meant it or not

I mean if she wanted to, I'd definitely have sex with her again

This is confusing and I need to stop

It's just sex, like she said

Nothing to worry about or over analyze

She comes back five minutes later, her eyes averted from me as I realize I'm still just standing here naked

Shit

"Bathroom is yours", she says, looking down as she makes it to her bed

"Thanks", I say, collecting my clothes then getting to the bathroom

I clean up, use the bathroom and wash my hands then get my clothes back on

Heading into her room again, I take my place next to her in her bed

Like we were sitting before we fucked

"Ready?", she asks

I nod and she unpauses the show, both of us acting like nothing happened

[vaporwavedoggie]

Amethyst

A Peri x Irep short story

So help me Jesus I got back into writing fanfiction

"Hey.. are you willing to meet up and talk?"

The text from his oh so wonderful on and off again boyfriend lit up the screen. Peri sighed and rolled over in his bed. It was 2am, Dev had been asleep for hours at this point. They had been on a break for a few months at this point, and he was actively avoiding every text he's gotten from him. He already knew why he tried to take his god kid, as some way to get back at him for ignoring him. Peri didn't know whether or not he wanted to continue with this relationship. So much fighting. It seemed like they were on opposite sides of the universe considering.. they were opposites.

"Peri? I know you probably won't respond but.."

The notification popped up at the top of his phone. He knew it was most likely going to be some long-winded rant he's sending him at the dead of night because he can't sleep and he's on his mind. But to be honest.. he was on Peri's mind too. He thought to himself 'eh.. no harm in looking I guess' and tapped on the notification.

"Peri? I know you probably won't respond but.. it's been awhile. I miss you and I want to catch up. So much has happened since we've been apart and I want to see how you're doing. Sorry I'm rambling, I probably sound stupid, but I promise you I'm not trying to get back with you I'd just like to catch up."

Peri sat up and ran a hand through his hair, playing with one of his curls. He was debating whether or not to take Irep up on his offer. Whether or not it'd be worth it to have all the pain from their break come up again, whether or not it would just lead to another fight.. he sat there staring at the wall for a good 5 minutes, deep in thought before he picked his phone back up.

"Alright, we can meet up, but it'll have to be now since the kiddo's asleep and I don't have any free time when he's not."

He tapped the message quickly, sent it, then shut off the screen. He flipped his phone over in his hand a few times, then less than a minute later, he got a response.

"That works :) I kind of figured, which is why I texted you now. You've always been a late sleeper.. anyways, meet up at our usual place?"

'Always been a late sleeper? Ha! As if he doesn't stay up until 6am..' Peri thought to himself. He quickly tapped out another message.

"Sure. Give me a few to get ready and I'll be there :P"

Peri got up out of bed and stretched, popping his back. He grabbed his wand off his bedside table and poofed out of his pajamas and into his usual outfit. Figuring he was going to be up the rest of the night, he also poofed himself up an energy drink and chugged it. His stomach hurt a bit from it, but he was too anxious to really care. Lifting up his wand, he then went off to their usual meet up space, which was a small park somewhere in Fairy World. One where they spent the most time at as kids.

Once he got there, he shot Irep a quick text saying he was there, and went to sit on the swings. No one was around since it was so late, so he decided to swing for a bit. Despite being in his 20's, he still very much enjoyed it but couldn't do it around the other fairies without being stared at. He then heard some laughter behind him.

"God, you're such a child!" He immediately recognized Irep's voice and slowly came to a stop. Without even turning to look at him he said "You're one to talk!! I know for a fact you do this too!"

Irep took the swing next to him and chuckled to himself as he sat down. "Well yeah, reminds me of when we were kids.. when things were a lot more uh.. hopeful."

Peri looked at him and smiled. "Eh, I'd say things are still pretty hopeful now. I'm a god parent now! Never thought I'd get my license, haha.."

"Yeah.. I wanted to talk to you about that. I thought you didn't want any god kids?" Irep raised an eyebrow.

"Well.. it's a job, and I figured why not. It seems to be fulfilling, well at least, it was to my parents. And hell, we even exist because of one of my parents god kids!"

"Yeah.. though I worry. He seems a bit.. tough. And from what I've heard, you two argue about as much as we did in high school."

Peri smirked. "Heh.. yeah. He's a little tough, has a lot of daddy issues. But you seemed to get through to him fine. It's just.. I don't know what I'm doing wrong man. I'm trying my best with this kid and it's like.. nothing I ever do is good enough for him."

"Eh.. honestly I could do the thing where I over analyze everything but I know you hate that so I'll save it."

"Actually, it might be useful right now, so shoot."

"Hm.." Irep kicked his feet in the woodchips underneath him, thinking for a moment. "You seem to expect everything to come to you so easily, and have little patience for when it doesn't."

Peri crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "Go on."

"Ever since I've met you, if you can't do it right the first time, you either.. burn out or give up. You also get.. really angry at yourself, turn inward, and become bitter. You lose patience very easily when this happens."

"Why do you think that could be?"

"Well, a number of reasons.. we've talked about the issues we've had with our parents before. How yours nearly suffocate you with praise and affection to the point where you avoid them and wouldn't even tell them you got a god kid until they found out themselves. You were the first fairy baby born in a millenia, and I hate to say it but because of that you were spoiled rotten. Your parents were over protective of you because of their own mommy and daddy issues, so they tried to make up for what they didn't have by giving it to you, but.. they did too much. And because of that you burn out very easily and it drives you up the wall when it even looks like you're slightly failing. You're an overachiever and expect only good things to happen to you when.. that's just not how life works."

"Hm.. guess you're right.."

"Life is a constant rollercoaster of emotions. You can't just expect only the good to happen to you, you also have to expect the bad as well. Not saying to prepare for the bad or get yourself too anxious by trying to fix things before they're broken, but you know.. accept that good things don't happen all the time. Life has its struggles. That's part of it. And from what I gathered, being a god parent requires a LOT of patience, which is something you don't have a lot of, and self forgiveness, which is something you barely do. I mean, you still hold on to mistakes you made way back in spellementary school!"

"Eh, true. How are you able to gather this much from me?"

Irep chuckled a bit. "You act as if I hadn't been by your side since we were babies. As if I hadn't noticed every small detail about you, like.. how your eyes sparkle just right in the moonlight. It looks like amethyst."

Peri shoved Irep. "Quit being mushy! We're still on break. Plus.. you act as if you don't have the exact same eyes as me."

"What can I say? We're both egotistical little shits, are you really surprised we fell in love in the first place?"

"Hah.. nah.. god, remember how pissed our parents were when they found out we were hooking up behind their back? They tried so hard to keep us apart. 'Anti fairies and fairies should never be together, especially when they are exact opposites of each other, da rules, blah blah blah'."

"Yeah! And then your mom walked in on us and threw anything she could get her hands on at me? Good times."

"Psh, yeah.. we were dumb teenagers, what can I say. And I guess the only difference is a few years. Now we're dumb adults."

They both laughed a bit, and Peri looked down at his feet.

"..I still love you, you know. Even if you decide to break things off with me permanently, I always will."

"Oh, you're always such the romantic! I'm swooning." Peri chuckled and Irep looked into his eyes.

"No, but.. I'm being serious. My biggest regret in our relationship is.. smothering you like your parents did. I didn't realize I was doing it, I.. you're the only one that's ever showed me love. You know how my folks are, wasn't raised in the most loving family so.. I tried to overcompensate by trying to return all the love you made me feel."

"I know, Irep, I know. But.. I don't know, im just so confused. I don't know what I want to do, who I want to be, so I'm trying to figure that all out now."

"Heh, is that why you got a license and took on a god kid?"

"Eh, part of it.. I wanted to see if it would suit me. Besides maybe I'll learn how to be patient from this. Maybe the kid will give me challenges I'm not used to and help.. balance me out. I don't know. I know I shouldn't expect other people to fix me, let alone a kid, but how do I even begin to fix myself when I don't know where to start?"

"Take baby steps. Try different things and see how it works. You're doing good by getting out of your comfort zone now, but you need to remember to be patient and forgive yourself for any mistakes you've made."

"Yeah but.. that's a lot easier said than done. How do I even begin to learn patience and self forgiveness? Where do I even start?"

"Hm.. that's something you'll have to figure out on your own. I know the best way to do it is experiencing hardship period, and I can already see with Dev you will. Biggest thing to remember is he's a kid. He will fuck up. He will make mistakes. There are times where he'll be mean to you, say hurtful things, and get under your skin. But you CAN NOT take it personally. You have to keep in mind he's still a growing human. You've seen how messed up the human world is, imagine going through what they go through with absolutely no magic at all. Sure we had puberty and all that shit but at least the magic made it a bit easier and a hell of a lot more fun."

"True.. I just end up getting so frustrated with him I want to rip my hair out! And you know how much I love my hair! But, I don't know.. I don't know what the hell I'm doing, I'm going into this blind aside from what I was taught in the classes. I'm too afraid to go to my parents for advice because they'll just be like 'oh you're doing great just keep doing what you're doing'! I swear, I've always appreciated how you can be blunt and honest about things, it's something I really look up to about you. As annoying as it gets when I don't ask for it.. it is helpful. So thank you."

"Always."

Peri got up and stretched. "You know, Irep. I do miss spending time with you like this.. like our late night talks."

Irep's eyes lit up. "We can do them more often, if you'd like!"

"Hm, maybe. I just have some.. personal feelings to work through before I'm ready for us to see each other regularly again."

"..Yeah. I get that. But until then, I'll be here when you are ready."

"Hah, yeah.. it's getting late. Or I guess I should say, early. The kid will be up in a few hours and I gotta go be a parent.. but before I go.." Peri stood in front of Irep and held his hand out to him. He took Peri's hand, and he pulled Irep up, close to his chest.

"Oh and hey.. didn't get a chance to tell you this, but I love you too. I don't wanna give up on us yet, I just need.."

"Time?"

"Yeah. But before I go, I want to give you something." And before Irep could answer, Peri pressed his lips against his, then broke away from him and put his head on Irep's chest.

"You know, your eyes do a sparkly thing too when I kiss you but I don't have any other purple shiny things to compare them to."

"Hah.. you're a goof. But look at you being all romantic. And you called me mushy!"

"Shhhh." Peri pulled out of the embrace. "Anyways.. I'm going to spend the next few hours scrolling through my phone. Uh.. I'll try to text you when my brain isn't acting stupid."

Irep smiled. "Of course. Take your time, don't push yourself, and again.. I love you."

Peri smiled back. "I love you too." And with that, he lifted his wand and poofed back home.

He flopped down in bed, immediately poofing back into his pajamas and pulling up his phone. He was compelled to look back at old photos of the two before he went back to scrolling mindlessly on social media.

God he wish he could figure his shit out quicker, but like Irep said, he needs to learn to be patient. So maybe this is a good test for him.