#i kept telling him that i wasnt a sub and he kept talking in the shitty daddy/kitten kink dialect

[b-0-ngripper]

I may have a stalker

[awritessomething]

Don’t know if you take requests but I really want a fic with Pierre where y/n is a presenter for Sky Sports or something and they start having an affair. Maybe they sleep together after his podium when his gf isn’t in the paddock and then it starts to become and regular occurrence

𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭-𝐑𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐬 | pierre gasly x fem!reader

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𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 | Pierre’s girlfriend manages to not be in the paddock for his podium. Someone else steps in to do what she should’ve done.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | smut, cheating, swearing, protected sex, straight to the point, dom!pierre, sub!reader, doggystyle, slight degrading, missionary, oral m!receiving, hair pulling, no aftercare.

also yes I do take requests ty for leaving one 🫶

After a long and treacherous race in Zandvoort, Pierre managed to snag third place by 3 seconds. The Alpine team was going insane over his podium as it was the second Alpine podium of the season. He got out of the car as soon as he was free to do so and ran over to his team who were all there to congratulate him.

There wasnt much time between the moment he got out of his car and before the interview that he was about to have to do. There was a younger woman with Sky Sports who was there to work with him. Walking up to him with a smile on her face, she motioned for her cameraman to follow. Pierre turned to her and walked forwards to meet her halfway.

“Good afternoon, Pierre. It was a good race, right?” She asked with a smile. His eyes swept over her quickly, so quickly that it probably wasn’t even all that noticeable to anyone except for her.

“Yes, I mean third is always a good way to end so uh… I’m happy.” Pierre answered with a quick nod. Her eyes narrowed on him for a moment.

“That’s great. Can you tell us a bit about what you had to do?”

“Yeah.” Pierre licked his lips before telling her a bit about what had happened during the race and what he was thinking. She tilted her head slightly as she listened to him talking. Pierre stuttered for a second as he saw how she looked at him.

“Thank you. Congratulations by the way.” They finished up the interview. She glanced back at her cameraman to confirm that they weren’t filming anymore. He nodded and started to walk a bit away to give her some space.

“Did you like the race?” Pierre asked a bit more boldly now that the cameras were away.

“I did. You’re an impressive driver.” She whispered and swayed slightly.

“Thank you.” Pierre kept his voice quiet as well. They both had the same kind of idea as to what they might be doing.

“Of course. So, are you sticking around in Zandvoort for a while longer?”

“Ah, not too much longer. My girlfriend is waiting for me at home I believe.” Her brows raised, feigning surprise. She acted as if she didn’t know that Kika wasn’t there.

“She’s not here tonight?” She tried her best to sound shocked to try and fool Pierre into thinking that she didn’t arrive with these intentions.

“She is not.” He fell for what she was doing for just a moment but then he put it together.

“Too bad.” She tsked softly. “You know, if I was her, I wouldn’t miss a single race. I would want to be there for everything.” She said, shrugging. Pierre raised his brow and smirked.

“Would you be able to?” Pierre was a bit intrigued by this idea. She was a bit surprised that he was actually going along with what she was saying, but she surely wouldn’t be complaining.

“My job is to follow the races. I’m at almost all of them. It would be no problem.” She smiled up at him, a look in his eyes that he could recognize in pretty much any woman. He cleared his throat as someone called his name to go and do his other post-race duties.

“I’ve got to go.” Pierre turned to leave.

“Wait.” She called out. He turned to see her. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her card. “If you think of anything else that i might want to hear about… call me.” She handed it to him. He glanced down at it and then back at her.

“I will. See you.” Pierre held onto the card and then walked away. She watched him go before running off to go and do other interviews with other drivers.

Later that night, around nine at night or so, she was laying in her bed at her hotel. She was on her phone, just scrolling through her phone and occasionally texting a friend or two. There was a call that showed up on her screen from an unknown number. She picked up the phone and put it up to her ear.

“Hello?” She asked, a bit confused as to who would have her number.

“Room 321. Be there in five minutes.” Pierre spoke into the phone. She recognized his voice.

“Ill be there.” That was all she said and then hung up the phone. Everyone with Formula 1 was staying in one hotel. Every team, every media person, they were all in that hotel. Most of the drivers were out partying, but apparently Pierre wasn’t.

She got out of bed, slipped on her shoes and a jacket, and then walked out of her room. She put her hood over her head to hide her face and made her way to room 321. Five minutes later, she was there. Before she could even knock on the door, it was opening and she was being pulled inside.

“Anyone see you?” Pierre asked as he locked the door. She shook her head.

“No. No one.” She breathed out and looked up at Pierre with wide eyes.

“Good.” He muttered and then leaned forwards and kissed her. His stubble was rough against her face but she welcomed the sting. Her hands flew to his hair as he shoved her against the door, already reaching for the bottom of her shirt. “Jump.” He grumbled against her lips and tapped on her thighs. She did as he said and he caught her, holding her by her thighs. Her head fell back as he kissed her neck before tugging off her shirt and unclasping her bra.

“Pierre…” She moaned his name as he nibbled on the sensitive parts of her neck. Her back arched off of the door, chest pressing against his.

“Mhm..?” He hummed, not even pulling away from her for a moment as his lips moved to her breasts, taking one of her nipples into his mouth. She whined and her head fell to the side.

“Condom?”

“In my wallet. I’ll get it in a minute.” He sighed and then took her off of the door and carried her over to his bed. She laid on the bed and tugged off her pants and panties, watching as he took off his own shirt while getting the condom from his wallet.

“You were ready for this?” She teased him lightly. Pierre scoffed.

“You never know.” He smiled and went to take off his belt. She shook her head and moved forwards so she was sitting on the edge of the bed. Her hands went to his belt and she removed it for him, throwing it aside as she pushed down his pants. He stepped out of them, along with his boxers. His breath hitched as he watched her take the condom from his hands and then set it aside.

“Think you can wait for a minute?” She asked, looking up at him. Pierre shrugged. One of her hands went to his cock, stroking him a few times experimentally. His head fell back as he groaned.

He stood in front of her, hands resting on the back of her head as she took him into her mouth. Her eyes met his as she swirled her tongue around his tip before beginning to suck him off. His brows knit together as he closed his eyes. Pierre hadn’t had another woman touch him ever since he started dating his girlfriend. He forgot how good foreign touch could feel.

His hips thrusted towards her mouth and she closed her eyes as tears pricked at the corners of them. He held her head still as he began to fuck her mouth, head falling back as he did. She listened to the sounds that came from the tip of his cock hitting the back of her throat repeatedly. Her nose pressed against his abdomen as he pushed her head down as far as it could go.

With just a few more quick thrusts into her mouth, his cum spurted down her throat. She had her hands holding onto his thighs to stabilize herself as she swallowed around his cock, making him grunt from the odd sensation. Pierre pulled out of her mouth and looked down at her as she coughed.

“You swallow?” Pierre gripped her jaw and made her open her mouth. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. “That’s what I thought.” He gave her cheek a gentle smack as she smiled up at him. He reached down and picked up the condom from beside where she was sitting and ripped the package open. She watched with interest in her eyes as he slid the rubber onto his cock.

He pushed her back onto the bed and then positioned himself over her. He knew he couldn’t really just ram into her, so he reached between their bodies and circled his fingers over her clit for a moment to just make sure she was ready. She gasped as she felt his tip press up against her entrance. Pierre looked into her eyes for a moment but then just decided to watch as he bullied his cock into her hole. A choked moan left her lips as she was almost about to run her hands down his back. He shook his head and pinned her wrists to the bed.

“There can’t be any proof that we did this.” He hissed. She nodded and any other thoughts left her mind as he started to slowly thrust into her. Each drag of his cock inside of her was perfect. Her walls were tight around him, molding to fit his cock perfectly. She could feel each vein, each little part of him.

Pierre pulled his hips back so he was almost pulling out of her completely, and then ramming back into her with more force until he was sure that she was ready. His hands gripped onto her hips as he leaned back. He pulled her hips flush against his. She shuddered.

His thrusts were rough and there was absolutely no sort of romanticism or friendliness in their actions. Just pure lust. Pierre had obviously done this before. The kisses that he had left on her neck had been rough, but not enough to leave any marks whatsoever. The grip he had on her hips was tight, but it was just borderline bruising. He knew how to do it just right. Her eyes rolled back into her head.

Pierre grunted with almost every thrust as he watched it knock the air from her. Her moans were muffled with one of his hands moving to cover her mouth. He wasn’t leaving any chances of them being caught and she wasn’t complaining. If anyone found out that they were having sex, both of their reputations would be destroyed. She would probably lose her job too.

They both knew the risks, but neither seemed to care as they fucked like animals in the hotel room. It must’ve been around 10 at night before the other drivers began to even start returning to the hotel. They were still going at it. His eyes met hers as he fucked himself into her still. She had lost count of how many times he had pushed her over the edge at this point. The only thing that she could see anymore was his muscles flexing in the dark room. The lights were off so that if anyone did manage to come inside, they wouldn’t be able to see what was happening.

Somehow, Pierre hadn’t managed to cum once. His stamina was evident from the long time they were able to go at it. Her cheeks were damp from the tears that had spilled from her eyes. As she was able to notice his thrusts getting a bit messier, she realized that he was nearing his climax as well.

“Fuck- I’m gonna cum.” He groaned out as his hips snapped into hers. Her legs were shaking uncontrollably around his waist. Her eyes met his again in the dark room. Pierre watched how her eyes seemed to widen slightly with each thrust, but then narrowed every time he was pulling back.

With a few more thrusts of his hips against hers, their skin met for the first time in a while. He came into the condom, she could feel the warmth inside of her. She fell over the edge for the final time that night. Pierre continued to buck forwards for a few seconds longer until they had both ridden out their orgasms.

Pierre pulled out of her and reached down, taking off the condom and tying it off before throwing it out. She watched as he did this and then walked across the room to put on a shirt and a pair of sweats. She sat up, catching her breath and running a hand through her hair. Standing up, she walked into the washroom to fix up her appearance. Pierre could be heard rummaging around in the room, opening the door to the balcony to let in some fresh air.

“See you at your next race, Pierre.” She said her goodbyes as she slipped on her clothes again. He nodded at her and then she left the room, heading back to her own.

That was how it all started.

After nearly every race for the rest of the season, they would end up in each others hotel rooms. If Kika wasn’t there, she was in his room. If she was there, he was in hers. It didn’t seem to matter anymore whether she was there or not, they were just always finding a way to be with each other.

After the final race in Abu Dhabi, Pierre found himself standing in front of her again. She had the microphone held up to him.

“Nice to see you again, Pierre. What did you think of the outcome of this last race?” She smiled at him as if their relationship was purely professional. They both hid what happened behind closed doors behind an innocent facade.

“Its not what I had hoped for, but it was a fine race. I’m excited for next season.” Pierre answered, leaning forwards slightly so he was a bit closer to the microphone.

“Of course. Are we expecting a great season from you, Mr. Gasly?” She asked, holding eye contact with him. He nodded.

“It will be a great season for all of us, yes.” He tried his best to sound humble. She laughed quietly at this.

“I’m looking forward to it.” She snickered. “I suppose I’ll see you next year. Congratulations.” The camera shut off and she turned to confirm it. The cameraman nodded as per usual and began to walk off. She raised a brow to silently confirm their plans for later on. He nodded. He walked away.

As expected, that night she found herself in his hotel room. She wasn’t too sure where Kika was, but that wasn’t her biggest worry. According to Pierre, she would be out for pretty much the whole night partying with the other WAGs.

Her face was pushed down into a pillow, muffling her screams as she gripped onto the sheets too. Pierre’s hands gripped onto her hips, pulling her to meet each thrust. He was not too happy with getting 13th on the final race of the season. She could feel that.

Pierre rammed into her from behind, gripping roughly onto her ass, watching how it moved as his hips snapped against it. One hand left her ass to move up her back and to her neck.

“Think you’re gonna be able to stay quiet?” He grunted into her ear as his hand moved into her hair, pulling it back. Her back arched and her eyes rolled back, lip trapped under her teeth. “I’m expecting an answer.” He growled.

“I- can stay quiet.” She choked out quietly. Her chest squeezed as she was fighting back her moans. Pierre nodded. His other hand also left her ass to clamp down over her mouth.

“Dont believe you.” He hummed against her neck. She was pulled back so she was pretty much sitting up straight as he fucked into her. His tip slammed up against her G-spot with nearly every thrust. Her clit throbbed and she sobbed into his hand.

If he was to let go of her hair, she was sure to collapse. That was just what he did. He released his grip on her hair and watched as she fell back onto her face, burying her face into the pillow again. His hand slipped underneath her to rub at her clit.

During their second or third time meeting up at night, Pierre had discovered that he took more pleasure in fucking her than with Kika. He wasn’t sure if it was from the roughness of which they had sex or whether it was the adrenaline that pumped through his veins from the thought of being caught, but something made it better.

His mind when he was fucking his girlfriend often just drifted back to her. He wondered how she might act.

His eyes were locked on the small of her back, watching how it twitched occasionally as he hit her g-spot. Her knuckles were white from how hard she was holding onto the sheets. He was worried for a moment that she may rip them. He didn’t know what he would do about that.

Pierre knew that he wouldn’t be able to last much longer this time. His stamina had seemed to go down over the last while. He could hardly contain himself with her.

As per usual, his thrusts got sloppier and he lost his rhythm. She could feel as he came into the condom once again. She moaned in satisfaction as it pushed her over the edge once more. After a moment of both of them riding out their highs, he pulled out of her again.

“Ill see you in a few months?” She asked as she got off of the bed, stumbling for a moment. Pierre touched her waist to help stabilize her. He didn’t need her getting hurt right then.

“I sure hope so.” Pierre muttered and then passed her the shirt that was now on the ground. She took it from him and slipped it on.

“Bye, Pierre.” She gave him a quick pat on the arm and then pulled on her pants before walking out of the door.

How was he supposed to go months without that?

[kyurizeu]

Just for us..

HeeHoonJayJake

Summary: anon requested, the post before this:)

Wc: 1k words

Warnings: unprotected sex, anal & vgnal, oral (m), foursome technically, Dom!02z and hee, Sub!reader, praises/dirty talk, squirting, creampie, lmk if i missed + not proofread i wasnt on a creative mood while writing this so its not my best work

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You didn’t even remember how you ended up in this situation.. all that mattered right now were the three men cornering you in the changing room.

Jay, Sunghoon and Jake staring down at you in your almost nothing covering underwear. On your knees, makeup smudged slightly, hair a bit messy and eyes filled with lust. Sunghoon leaned down to draw his thumb across your bottom lip. “Look at you… such a sweet little mess for us”

You simply nodded and before you knew it you were sitting on Jay’s lap though you were facing the other direction, feeling his hardened length through his pants. Jake was caressing your hair tucking it behind your ears and sunghoon was playing with your hardened nipples through your bra making you bring your hands up to your face.

“Let us see your pretty face...” Jake kissed your forehead and lifted your chin up to kiss him. Jay started kissing down the back of your neck making small marks at it.

Sunghoons delicate hands were going down your body to undress your from your small panties. “Oh what a sweet sight… so wet through your panties” he slid his finger up and down your cunt through ur panties before taking them off of you.

“A-angh..!” You squirmed in Jays lap feeling Sunghoons fingers come in touch with your sensitive clit.

“A little sensitive there hm..?” Sunghoon looked at you lovingly as he kept teasing your clit, smirking each time you squirmed around.

You couldn’t keep up with their rhythm. Sunghoons fingers deep inside of your Cunt, Jakes lips glued on yours and your neck being sucked on. Overstimulation was making your first orgasm creep around the corner in an instant.

Sunghoon was inspecting your face from each move he made with his fingers, studying you. Extremely soon he knew where the sweet spot inside of you was and what movements made you squirm. you were incredibly easy to read. He knew what to do for you to orgasm, so he curled his fingers up a couple times making your stomach tingle.

“M-m cu-mming!!” Jake stopped kissing you to look at the beautiful sight of you squirting. He added his fingers on your clit to make you squirt even more. “Good girl..” Jake smirked and moved his fingers from your cunt to his mouth.

You breathed heavily and felt them turn you around again. “I-i.. nghh”

“Tired already? Baby this was just the start.”

Jay caressed your cheek.

You calmed down as the three moved you on all your fours.

Jay poured a ton of cold lube on your ass which made you shiver. “Can you take it baby?”

“Y-yes.. b-but i’ve never-“

You were interrupted by the odd feeling of Jays finger inside of your ass.

“I can tell… damn so tight..”

You were arching your back more and more each time he went deeper. The other two were admiring you and Jake got your hair into his fist and lifted your head with the other hand. “open up”

His huge veiny cock was glistening in front of your face as he smirked looking down at you. You opened your now watering mouth, instantly feeling his tip enter your mouth.

You moaned against Jakes cock as you felt more lube being poured on you. This time Though, you felt two things entering you.

Jay was hissing at your ass’s tightness while Sunghoon was already deep and rough in your cunt. All of their paces got faster by each thrust and you got more and more overstimulated. The sound of clapping and moaning echoed in the room as you felt another orgasm chime into the mix. You didn’t even get time to comprehend the orgasm because Jake’s hands were playing with ur nipples getting you over the edge again.

The three men fucking every hole you own were clearly all getting close too —— which didn’t seem to help you calm down at all. Since they were so lost in pleasure they all quickened their pace making tears and spit roll down your face. Sunghoons hands went to rub your clit as he fucked into the gummy spot inside of you. Jake’s head was thrown back as he came inside of your mouth. “Swallow like a good girl”. Jay was already on the edge of cumming in your ass. Heeseung was staring at you all through the door with his mouth open. And y—

Pause.

Heeseung..?

“Gosh you feel amazing around me” sunghoon was now cumming inside of you, despite the 4th man joining. He groaned as his load was releases into your tight pulsating cunt.

You couldn’t even keep track of how many orgasms you had, But when you felt unfamiliar fingers push sunghoons load back into your pussy, you came to your senses again. It was Lee Heeseung. You couldn’t say anything, too lost in pleasure. You moaned hard as Jay came into your ass, You were now a cum stuffed mess.

“Keep this in for us” Heeseung was fingering all of the cum back inside of your holes as the others calmed you down praising you. “You did so well sweetie.” Sunghoon lifted your chin up and pecked your lips. You tried to catch your breath and you felt someone picking you up to dress you.

“Next time invite me”.

Tysm for this request, i’m so sorry if u dont like it and also sorry for writing it this late. Requests and asks r open but i’m a bit busy rn regardless.

[strawberryicedcookies]

HOW I MANIFESTED MY SP 🧘🏿‍♀️🎀.

soo i started my manifestation journey back in 2019, but it was only until 2022 that i REALLY started to understand it. that whole year i basically just worked on my mental health and self concept and i felt pretty complete and comfortable, even if i was single. Fast forward to august of 2023, the school year had just began and i wasnt really looking for anyone until i met this boyyy he was so cute guys. he matched my energy and i grew a small small crush on himm 😭😭. i started working super hard on my self concept, i took care of myself, i made sure that I KNEW that i did not need him to make me happy. every night i would listen to a subliminal and do SATS as i fell asleep THATS ALL! I did not obsess over him because quite frankly, i knew my worth. i did not focus on the 3-d (because i didnt care) i knew he was mine, i enjoyed my time with him and all the moments we shared. (i was so delusional i just pretended we were dating and i was satisfied). We kept talking and my self concept just got better and better. I listened to a few subliminals and i did SATS, thats literally ALL I DID. Literally a month or two later he asked me out and we started dating.

unfortunately we are no longer together because my self concept got so bad because after i got with him i stopped working in myself like completely. i guess i became to much and he left me (umm fuck it we ball i guess) i didnt even bother trying to manifest him back bro that shit was so fucking crazyy 😭😭. worst moment of all 2023. GUYS WHILE UR DATING YOUR SP WORK ON YOURSELFFF.

SO A LIL RECAP!!

- SELF CONCEPT IS THE STAR OF THE SHOW!! if you feel like you need him, hate yourself, feel empty, or dont know your worth, baby your just not ready for this and you need to take a step back and work on your mental health. It is not just important for manifesting, your mindset is LITERALLY your whole life dude. Work on your self baby, nobody else is going to do it for you, unfortunately not even your sp.

- SUBLIMINALSS!! bro i started manifesting because of them, i love subs so much they help me manifest and help me stay awake while i do SATS, they are so so helpful i 100% recommend. (my favorite sub maker had to be ‘i want it, i got it’ her subs are GOLD.)

-SATS (State Akin To Sleep) bro sats changed my flipping life dude. Ive never manifested so many things in such a short amount of time until i started using SATS. Please watch youtube manifestation coaches explain SATS because theres no way i can fit it into this post. Thats a post for laterr.

-Consistency/ Ignoring the 3-D. I stayed consistent in dont think there was a night where i forgot to manifest bro, i was in a constant state of manifestation. when i tell you I WAS LIVING IN THE WISH FULL FILLED i literally wass!! I did not give one flying shit about what the 3-D showed me, he was my boyfriend n thats solved 🤷🏿‍♀️🤷🏿‍♀️.

ANYWAYS GUYS THATS ITTT I WISH YOU GUYS THE MOST JUICY SUCCESS STORIES EVER 😋🎀. Dont make the same mistake i did and keep working on your self concept babes!!

I love you guys! Stay safe and stay soft 💟.

[chaeyoungeeee]

why is love so hard?

summary- you and taehyung have once again gotten into an argument this time a way bigger one. can you guys make it right once again or will it end?

rating- 18+ 🤭

warning!!- slight angst, overworking, eventual smut, crying, shouting, hickeys, face fucking, deep throating, cum swallowing, dom tae, sub y/n dynamics, swearing, breast play.

pairings- boyfriend tae, girlfriend y/n

taehyung had a so much work he had to do so he told you strictly to stay outside of his office room. you honestly missed him so much. its been 7 hours and you havent had a kiss from him yet. you rose from your seat at the dining table and made your way upstairs to his office. you were contemplating if you should knock or just walk in. knocking would distract him too much so you simply just walk in to see him working on his laptop. his eyes remain on his laptop. he seemed to not even be aware of your presence. you slowly walk over to him. “babe…? i miss you.” you put your hand on his shoulder. still, he was ignoring you. you scoff. “i made lunch. you should come down and eat it.” you say, desperate to just hear his voice but it seemed he was to busy on his laptop. “baby.. answer me. please..?” you see his jaw lock. he was obviously tense. “how is work goin-“ he keeps his eyes on the laptop but speaks. “y/n, stop fucking distracting me. i told you to stay out off this room but you still come? do you ever listen??” he keeps typing away on his laptop. it was clear to you he he wasnt missing you at all. “i was just missing you, tae. no need to swear.” you furrow your eyebrows feeling an argument rise up. taehyung is always so serious about his work. if hes interrupted he wont hesitate to get mad. “do you think i was missing you? get out, y/n.” you heard him sigh and now thats definitely ticked you off. you was only trying to help. “what the fuck? why are you being such an ass hole today??” you near spit. he only scoffs as a result. “y/n i just fucking said get out, why are you not listening to me, huh?” you dry scoff and cross your arms just under your breasts. “i just wanted to say come downstairs to eat something. why are you being so rude?” he puts the tip of his fingers to his nose bridge and shakes his head. “listen, i need to focus on my work. i need you to get out, ok?” you sigh at the tone hes using, a much softer one then before. “i know, ok? i made your favourite lunch.. can you just come down and eat? you only had coffee today..” he groans in annoyance. “fuck off, y/n!” he raises his voice, something he never normally does. “i told you so many times, dont disturb me, im busy with work! and you do it anyways, why cant you ever listen, huh?! just get out, y/n i dont need you to keep fucking telling me i need to eat, i know.” he raises his voice causing you to cower. he kept his eyes on his screen. you swallow back your feelings. “i-“ you were about to talk but get cut off by him. “i said fucking get out!” he shouts and you walk out. you run to your shared room. its not like he would want to sleep with you. you get into bed and start crying. he knows you hate when people shout at you. you feel unwanted. your own boyfriend said it himself. he didnt miss you. you finally go sleep around 7:32 pm. tears stain your cheeks and your eyes near swollen. you fell asleep in your clothes ; a cute grey crop top with a tight leather skirt. taehyung loved this skirt on you. the blanket covers your face as you sleep.

around 11:46 pm you were woken to the sound of the bedroom door open. you choose to ignore it until you feel the side of the bed dip, meaning someone is sitting there. you choose to ignore it and turn the other way. taehyung sighs. he was so stressed with work. nothing was going his way today. he.. took it out on you. he felt so guilty. “baby..?” he calls out to you. his voice tired and full of guilt. you bite down on your lip, feeling tears prick your eyes again for some reason. “baby.. please.. im so sorry..”you hear a rustling sound like some plastic. you rise up from the bed, your face tear stained youd say you look horrible but taehyung would argue otherwise. “im sorry, y/n. i was so stressed because today work was just.. not going right and i was just angry at everyone. im really sorry if i said something that upset you. i promise i wont do it again. i swear..” he shoves the flowers he brought for you closer to you. peonies. you cant help but upside down smile. “its.. ok.” you say, tone clearly broken. “y/n.. im sorry i made you cry.” he shuffled closer to you and wraps his arms around you, caging you. you take in his cologne and his body wash. instantly calming you. “its ok, tae. i promise. i understand if you think work is more important than me..” your voice broke in between, hating to accept that reality. he sighs heavily. “jagiya. dont say that.. you mean the world to me. you are my world. please dont think work is more important than you. you know how i get when i have a lot of work to do.” he kisses your four head meaningfully. you look up at him “really..?” you say. “of course. you mean so much to me.. im just so stupid for treating you like shit sometimes.” you look up at him once again, his eyes full of guilt. you connect your lips for a slow meaningful kiss. you slowly pull away and admire taehyung as he does the same for you. “i love you.” he says softly, meaning it from the bottom of his heart. “i love you to..” he looked so cute at that moment. he smiled at you before looking away;

“youre so cute, tae. oh my goddd-!” you cover your mouth and try not to squeal. he laughs through his nose and kisses you all over your face, stopping at your lips as he placed a slow meaningful kiss. you kissed him back, tugging his shirt to come closer to you. he does, suddenly just inches away from your body “i love this on you..” you smile and bite your lip. “i know, thats why i wore it. stupid. thoughhh.. i do need to change out of it.” you smirk at him and he licks his lips. “can i help with that?” you grab his hand and put it up your skirt on your thigh. “of course.” and with that he rips your skirt off. he teasingly fans your thighs with his hot breath. you bite your lip. “you said you was stressed with work, huh?” he sighs, hated he was reminded about it. he was about to forget about it. “uh.. yeah?” he asks, confused. “well how about.. i help you forget about it, hmm..?” you speak as you slowly bend down in front of him, getting down on your knees. “use my mouth, tae. im all yours..” something ignites in him and he unzips his trousers allowing his dick to spring to life. you slowly palm his cock for a few seconds before diving in. your tongue engulfing one side of his cock as you hollow your cheeks out. one hand on his thigh whilst the other hand on the bed. you lower your head as you suck at his large cock. you could feel his dick at the back of your throat, near swallowing his length. after a few minutes off you slowly bopping your mouth on his dick he grabs hold of your hair. he stands up, leaving you looking up at him, confused. he starts to thrust his dick into your mouth, causing you to gag. tears start to pool in your eyes as he continuously thrusts into your little mouth. the room filled with the angelic moans taehyung straggles out. you look up at him to see his head fall back. his thrust game was fast, causing you to whimper, feeling your throat sting. you could taste precum on your tongue. “fuck baby, you take me so well.. im gonna cum.” you breathe out your nose heavily until you feel his hot, sticky cum fill your mouth. he thrusts softly into your mouth whilst he cums. he pulls his cock out and watches you swallow all his cum. “youre such a good girl.. can you get on the bed again?” you smile at his comment before nodding. you walk to the bed, laying down for him. your skirt is already off. he goes in between your legs as he lifts your crop top up, revealing your braless boobs. he begins to suck at your nipples, causing you to moan under him. he soon lines his cock with your bare cunt causing you to squirm. “please just fuck me already-“ you breath put heavily but soon cut off as he pushes his shaft deep inside you. 😱

[missmewts]

truth or dare//the fruity four

pairings; steve harrington x reader, steve harrington x eddie munson, eddie munson x reader, nancy wheeler x reader, nancy wheeler x robin buckley, robin buckley x reader

rating; mature

warnings; language, HEAVY SMUT, absolute filth, group sex, dub con, slight choking, dom/sub dynamics, dom steve, dom reader, dom robin, sub nancy, sub eddie

DISCLAIMER: ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+. THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO MALE X ROBIN IN THIS FIC. 

the whole thing started with a game of truth or dare. it was no one’s intention for it to happen, but it happened anyway. no one was really complaining. not even steve, when it was brought up how his fingers trailed eddie’s sides while their lips fought.

but as stated, it started with truth or dare. the rules for this particular game was simple; the first to back out of a dare or refused to answer a truth had to buy all four winners a milkshake.

“robin, truth or dare!” steve called, across robin’s bedroom. robin stood away from the circle formed on her floor, fiddling with the radio as she searched for the right mixtape. “truth.” she answered, kneeling infront of her nightstand.

“what’s your most embarrassing love story?” steve says, and robin spun back around.

“steve! you promised we wouldn’t talk about this again!” robin argued. steve grinned at her. “milkshake,” he taunted.

robin rolled her eyes. “im getting you back for this, butthead.” steve chuckled. “sure you are.”

you tilted your head back over the beanbag chair you were sitting in, looking back at robin. “you can tell us, rob.” 

robin went back to searching her nightstand for her mixtape. “well, i went to this persons house and we were kissing and they were into it but i wasnt so i pulled away but they went for another one so i fell back onto their bed and they fell with me and they thought i wanted sex but i didnt so i said i needed to use their bathroom and i ran home and never called them again.” robin rambled quickly, taking a large gasp of breath once she was done.

no one seemed to be teasing her except for steve; eddie was busy rolling joints, nancy was sympathizing, and you were admiring her. it seemed that the outcome wasnt as embarrassing as robin expected, but she knew she would still get steve back.

the turn landed on robin, as she sat with her long, pale limbs held to her chest next to you. she smiled smugly at steve. she chose steve, obviously.

steve answered with dare, of course. steve had an ongoing record of only choosing dare, you noticed. “i dare you.. to makeout with eddie.”

there was an immediate reaction from both steve and eddie, eddie yelling his muffled frustration into his hands and steve pleading with robin. you chuckled, reaching your hand into the box of cheez-its and popping one in your mouth. “you said dare, steve! no backing out! remember, loser buys the winners milkshakes!” you remind him half-heartedly, tilting your head to the side to look at eddie. he covered his face with his hair, embarrassment coating his face as robin laughed.

“how long, though, is the question.” nancy suggested with a small smile. robin’s eyes lit up, as she looked back at steve. she looked down at her watch, before announcing. “i’m feeling generous. a minute.” steve threw his head into his hands.

you scoff. “knock it off, steve. just get it over with!” steve gave you a hearty glare, before getting to his feet. eddie stood up gingerly from next to you, his hair pulled back in a messy ponytail, thanks to nancy. he stood timidly; he obviously wasn’t very appreciative of being put in this position. but he hadn’t been picked in a little while because he had been busy rolling joints for everyone, so it seemed fair. 

“ready?” robin offered, and steve muttered a, “fuck off”, before slamming his face against eddie’s. robin kept track on her watch, though it seemed, after fifteen seconds, eddie decided to return the favor. steve was still practically pushing him over, but he pressed back, and urged his mouth to move in synchronization. his nose was pressed flat against steve’s face. after thirty seconds, it seemed, steve got used to the feeling. with all the whooping and hollering from you, robin and nancy, he didn’t show it, but you noticed the way his hands navigating to eddie’s slim hips. after fourty five seconds, eddie did the same, holding onto steve’s forearms. and by the time they both decided to enjoy it, their time was up. 

steve threw his hands up, a slight grimance on his face. he verbally noted how eddie tasted like weed, as he sat back down next to robin and nancy. 

now steve’s turn, he decided to try and get robin back. so, he called nancy. nancy offered dare, like he knew she would. 

“i dare you to makeout with robin, for one minute.”

eddie grinned, holding his hand up and leaning forward. steve lifted his hand, and slammed it against eddie’s, high fiving him. but, without hesitation, nancy stood up, as did robin. there wasn’t nearly as much complaining, as robin placed her hand on the shorter woman’s jaw, under her chin. steve gawked, as nancy allowed robin to connect their lips, tilting her head slightly as to not interfere with nancy’s nose. nancy’s hands rested on robin’s hips, and they made out. 

steve was frustrated by the time the girls sat back down. “what the fuck, you guys.” robin grinned at him. “you guys were just being dramatic. it’s seriously not that bad. you know it!” 

“oh, as if!” eddie objected.

but you weren’t paying attention to their conversation. you were paying attention to the way nancy was looking at you. she called your name, silencing steve, eddie and robin’s bickering. to follow up with the previous pattern, you offered up dare. and she smiled softly. “kiss me.”

you were on your feet in no time; nancy hadn’t even sat down from her round with robin. robin seemed to be picking up on where this game might be headed, you could tell, by the way she fell quiet, as eddie and steve begin bickering again.

the kiss was offered no time limit, but the two of you stook with the minute time limit.

the kiss felt heavenly. her lips were incredibly soft, thanks to her skin care routine. and her hair felt silky as it tickled your face in loose, ubiquitous curls. her chest pressed against you, the slight curve benath her clothes sending vibeations straight to your stomach, erupting in butterflies. your chest felt cold, as your heart beat against your ribs excitedly, begging for more. nancy lessened the pressure she put on your lips, and suddenly, it was over. the minute was up, although it felt like three seconds. you wanted to do it again. it seemed to be getting slightly awkward, as the others began to realize what was going on. no one was offering to end the game, and watch a movie like they planned on doing when the game was over. it was quieter, an awkward kind of quiet. you turned around, as nancy sat back down.

“eddie?” 

his eyes studied you, wide and puppy-like. dark brown, and lined with a light layer of eyeliner. there were loose strands of hair from his ponytail, flying off his head in curly strands. “dare.” he said quietly. 

you nod backward, motioning for him to stand in the spot nancy was in before. “i dare you to let me undress you.”

steve, being ever so clueless, finally picked up on what was going on. he eyed robin and nancy, but their eyes were glued on you and eddie, standing across from eachother between the three sitting on the floor. robin’s stereo crackled, as the radio changed to the next song in the mixtape’s que. 

eddie let his arms hang loosely, looking down at his clothes. his face was completely flushed, his legs trembling slightly. there was no hooting or hollering this time. they were waiting to see if eddie backed out. 

so, you started with his jean jacket. your fingers grasped the denim, slowly pulling the sleeveless jacket down his left arm. then, when the jacket dropped and hung behind him, you pulled the right side down slowly, taking it from him and folding it, before tossing it onto robin’s bed.

then, was the leather jacket. your fingers carefully undid the chains connecting the detached zipper, loosening the sleeves on eddie’s arms. your fingers reached up, sliding down the sides of his neck. he shied away from your touch, goosebumps rising on his skin. you removed his jacket and tossed it on the bed as well.

eddie refused to look at you, as your hand rested on his lower stomach, slowly pushing the white fabric of his hellfire shirt up his body. you watched his stomach tuck slightly against the cold air of robin’s bedroom, sucking air through his teeth quietly. when the shirt was rolled up and secured in the middle of his chest, you tugged on the sleeves, slipping his arms out. then, you pushed the fabric up over his head. while you folded his shirt, eddie rubbed his arms vigorously to get rid of the gooseflesh. 

you could feel your stomach flutter at the sight, him completely and utterly humiliated. it made you want to laugh.

your fingers arrived at his belt, and he jolted. “wait.” he whispered, looking at you. you look at him, waiting for him to prepare himself. when he gives you the green light, you undo his belt with the telltale clacking. you toss the belt on the bed, before reaching down again.

eddie was clearly embarrassed. his face was entirely red. you were inches away, your fingers unbuttoning his black jeans. you unzipped them, pretending not to notice how hard he was. you tug the tight black denim down his legs. his boxers were black and red plaid, a large tent holding them up. it was very large. you couldn’t help but shiver, imagining how big it would be. eddie placed his hands on your shoulers, shakily lifting one of his legs for you to tug off his boots and the leg of his jeans. you repeated the action on the other leg, before tossing the jeans and his shoes on robin’s bed. you left his socks and boxers, grinning at him as you sat back down next to robin. 

it was very quiet. no one was talking; but that meant no one was objecting. so the game continued. this time, with an added tension, now that eddie was stripped to his boxers in the middle of the circle. you noticed robin peering at her door, to make sure it was locked.

eddie held his hands infront of his crotch awkwardly, sitting back down. “steve, truth or dare.” he muttered, his face entirely red.

“dare.” steve said. you noticed that steve’s eyes drifted down eddie’s bare chest, eyeing the slight chub on his tummy as he hunched to hide.

“i dare you to strip.” eddie said. you chuckled under your breath, as robin rested her head on your shoulder. you peered over robin’s shoulder, watching nancy press her legs together. you grinned, resting your head atop robin’s.

steve got up without much of an argument; abnormal for steve. 

he started with his shirt, grabbing opposite sides of the fabric hanging just above his hips and pulling it up over his head easily. you almost had the feeling that steve felt excited. your theory was confirmed, as steve tugged his jeans down his thighs. there was a series of laughs, breaking the quiet at the sight of steve’s tighty whities, pitched like a circus tent. not as big as the one you just came in contact with, you’ll admit. but definitely decent.

now that the laughs had ceased, the tension had been broken; the quiet was much more relaxed. no one seemed to be uncomfortable anymore. now, steve eyed nancy yet again. “nance?”

“dare.” nancy said immediately. 

“i dare you to strip robin.” steve announced, as he lounged against the frame of robin’s bed. 

and nancy was up in a second. robin eyed nancy, as she slowly got to her feet. you could see where robin’s worries laid; if she did this, would it suit her preferences? you knew these thoughts were pointless, no one would purposely make her uncomfortable. but, they were valid. and you were going to make it your mission to make sure robin wouldnt be uncomfortable.

so, robin stood infront of nancy. nancy’s delicate fingers slid robin’s heavy jacket off of her shoulders, tossing it somewhere; where, no one knew. 

nancy’s fingers cupped robin’s cheeks, slowly sliding down her neck before grabbing the neckline of the shirt and pulling it out. “arms up.” she said softly, and robin obeyed immediately. nancy slid the neckline over robin’s face first, before reaching behind her to pull it over her hair. as nancy pulled it off her head, robin’s arms slid out of the sleeves and fell to her sides. the song on robin’s stereo changed again, this time to an infamous rick james song that sent eddie and steve into snickering at how ironic the timing was.

robin’s shirt came up over her head, and you caught nancy ogling. maybe she hadn’t expected robin to be busty, considering she was so lanky, and wore masculine clothes that often covered her chest. keeping in mind that robin’s boobs were proportional to the rest of her body, they were relatively big. 

nancy adverted her eyes to the belt resting on robin’s hips. her fingers undid it slowly. you could see robin getting an ego boost at how she made nancy’s ego deflate. nancy’s fingers trembled, as she pulled the leather out of the first loop. then the second. you lost track then, because you were obsessed with the way robin’s light washed blue jeans slid down her hips, just slightly, and gave you a view of the top of her navy blue panties. you noticed that they didn’t match her nude colored bra, but you couldn’t care less. 

it distracted nancy, too. nancy’s eyes trailed. she noticed how the panties were visible on robin’s hips, but not in the front. she also noticed how there was a slight treasure trail. her stomach fluttered, as she began to unbutton robin’s jeans.

it wasn’t necessary to unzip them; they were so baggy that they slipped right down robin’s long, gorgeous legs after nancy unbuttoned them. nancy allowed robin to hold her shoulders, as she stepped out of the denim. nancy picked them up, and tossed them with the rest of robin’s clothes. nancy sat back down quickly. robin looked back at nancy. “stand back up, honey.” and nancy was back om her feet. robin smiles, as she sits back in her spot. you cant help but watch her chest as she sits, the way her dogtag necklace dangles in the fleshy valley between her breasts. 

“i dare you to strip, nance.”

steve puts his fingers in his mouth, and whistles. eddie reaches over and smacks steve on the shoulder. steve shoved him in return, a small smirk resting on his lips. you couldn’t help but notice how quiet the usual chatterboxes were being.

nancy’s teeshirt, a simple faded picture of the face of a tiger, a speech bubble emerging from his head stating, “Let’s Go Hawkins Tigers!”, was slipping off her body quickly. you could tell nancy was trying to get it done and over with. nancy’s chest was slightly flat; not busty, but definitely not just flat. just a little bit. she wasn’t very curvy, but you were still enamored with the sight, as she pushed her jeans off hurriedly. she had freckles on your shoulders, and wore a matching set of underwear, you noticed. a soft, lilac purple. it suited her.

nancy sat back down, smiling softly at you. “[y/n?]”

you rolled your eyes, standing up. “yeah, yeah.” you tugged your black shirt over your head. underneath, was a pair of black and white basketball shorts. you could feel eyes on you; who’s, you had no idea. but you didn’t mind. instead, you gave whoever was watching a show. bending at a 90 degree angle at your hip, you gave a perfect view right down your bra as you tugged your shorts down. and that was that. you sat back on the beanbag chair. when you sat back down, you realized that it had been everyone’s eyes on you. eddie and robin had a perfect view of your ass, nancy and steve got to look down your bra. you could see robin’s legs pressing together as she eyed the thong sitting on your hips.

now, everyone was stripped. it seemed like this was a milestone; the lot of you took a moment to just look at everyone. eddie’s black and red boxers that just barely tickled his knees. they almost looked like they could be shorts, that would be completely reasonable to wear out in public if it wasnt for the little slit along the front.

steve’s spongebob-esque tighty whities, that weren’t really a sight for sore eyes but left a big impression. almost as big as the tent in his undies.

nancy’s pastel purple underwear, lacy and cute. robin’s navy blue panties, that showed part of the pubic hair that graced her body, and her nude bra, which still had the tag from walmart on the back.

and your lacy black bra, matching with your black thong. 

after a moment, you looked at eddie. “eds, truth or dare?” 

“dare.” eddie said softly, enamored with the necklace sitting between your boobs. “i dare you to give steve a hickey.” and eddie was leaning over to steve next to him. this time, steve had no complaints. only slight surprise as eddie went in for his neck. steve’s hand rested on eddie’s upper back, tilting his head to the side for him. and after about 30 seconds or so, steve was left with w big purple bruise on his neck. eddie drew back, and looked around for a victim.

“robin.” he said. robin grinned. “dare.” she said, eddie eyed you, with a small smile. “take their panties off. with your teeth.”

robin’s eyes fell on you, navigating to your crotch as you spread your legs slightly. robin moved, crawling forward so you could place your left leg where she had been sitting; your right leg rested against eddie’s knee. she sat between your knees, her fingers trailing up your thighs. she watched gooseflesh pop up on your skin, smiling softly before leaning down. 

you places your hand on her head, the other holding you up. her teeth hooked on the thin strap sitting above your hip. you gripped her hair tightly, as she slowly crawled backwards, sliding the fabric down your thighs. with one good tug, she tugged the other side down as well. she let go, and bit into the crotch, pulling it down your legs. she left it at your ankles, grabbing them and lifting them over her head as she crawled closer. you gasped as you felt robin’s breath, spreading your legs as far as you could. the bend of your knee rested on eddie’s thigh, as you let go and let yourself lay against the beanbag underneath you. “holy shit.” you muttered, as one of robin’s hands split the skin protecting your organ, and the other ran up and down the red flesh beneath it, feeling the arousal shift around her long, thin fingers. your stomach tightened, as you felt something wet run along your skin.

“holy fuck, robin.” you mutter, tugging on her hair. robin grins up at you, slipping a finger into you. it was easy; you were already so wet. robin made note of it. “you’re so wet.” she said teasingly. nancy, eddie and steve were quiet, as you eyed her. “robin.” you say slowly, pulling her head back. “not yet.” you tell her, cupping her cheek with a gentle smile, before kicking the thong off your ankles and letting her go. 

you glance at eddie, and notice that he’s fixated. you cant help but smile. “what is it, eds?”

eddie swallowed roughly, his eyes slowly trailing up your body. “nothing.” he says shakily. you slowly, very slowly, slide your leg off of his and close your legs.

“steve.” robin says. steve lifts his head. “dare.” steve says, and robin smiles. “take off eddie’s boxers.”

and steve did so, without question. steve knelt between eddie’s knees, his fingers resting on the hem on eddie’s hips. eddie leaned back, putting his weight on his hands so steve could slip the hem off of his hips. and steve did. you almost ogled at it, as steve slid eddie’s boxers down his legs. 

eddie was very large; not necessarily long, but very thick. that was insanely clear. veins lines the based, the tip red and weeping. you noticed steve’s eyes linger, as he dropped back into his spot. steve’s eyes landed back on nancy. “nance.”

“dare.” nancy said immediately. “take off my boxers.”

robin laughed. “those are not boxers, harrington.” she says, crossing her arms. you chuckle, your head on her shoulder. her arm was around you, rubbing your side. 

“yes they are!! they are-“ nancy tore the tighty whities off of steve in one fell swoop. in comparison to eddie, steve’s lower region was long, and thin. eddie would stretch you, and made you feel like youre ripping into two, but steve would abuse your cervix, leave you unable to walk. you wanted them both.

nancy sat back down with a gentle smile. “[y/n]?” she offered. “dare.” you tell her.

“i dare you to give free reign to your boobs for the rest of the game.”

you scoff. “nance! that’s not fair!” you say. “you can’t dare me for the whole game.” robin eyed your chest. “no, actually, i’m pretty sure she can do that.” there was murmuring of agreement from eddie and steve.

given that there was free reign for the rest of the game, they could touch you however they wanted (on your tits, of course), whenever they wanted. you weren’t opposed at all. you sigh, and nod. “okay. my turn?” nancy nods.

you feel a large, warm hand on your back, with hints of cold. glancing over, eddie’s hands are undoing the latches on the back of your bra, his rings gently scraping your skin. you pretend to ignore him. “robin.”

robin watches as the black fabric loosens on your body, your tits immediately sagging lower than they were being held up in your bra. you allow eddie to slide it down your arms gently.

“dare.” robin says, watching your tits. “i dare you to take off nancy’s underwear.” robin wasted no time in climbing behind nancy, her fingers on the latches of nancy’s purple bra. you smile smugly after noticing that steve was twitching, watching eddie’s large, ringed fingers ghost over the delicate skin on your chest. he leaned down, kissing the top of your tit, before biting it softly. your fingers found his hair, holding it as he nibbled hickeys into the skin. 

looking over, you noticed that nancy was undressed, holding her knees to her chest. both robin and nancy’s eyes, as well as steve’s, were on you. 

“that’s it, baby. good boy.” you whisper, leaning down and kissing the top of eddie’s head. you could hear eddie’s quiet huff of breath, before he pulled away.

robin’s stereo crackled again, skipping to the next song. at this point, that stereo was the only thing providing noise. you leaned forward slowly, catching eddie’s lips in yours. you felt him sigh against youe lips. you could almost feel yourself getting high off of the weed on his breath. eddie’s hand found your side, as he tilted his head further into you, navigating his kisses from your mouth, to your jaw. then, to your neck. and then to your tits. he took your nipple in his mouth. your head fell back at the odd sensation, rubbing his upper back as he worked a bruise into you. after he perfected his art, he pulled away, only to be dragged into another kiss.

the other three were jealous, of course. being the newest member of this unlikely friendgroup, you were the subject of fantasy; they all wanted you. and eddie was hogging. 

“stop hogging, dingus.” you heard robin say, with a “yeah!” from steve. eddie slowly pulled away, a thin string of saliva connecting your lips. he pulled slowly, watching the saliva stretch before breaking, falling and sticking to his chin. he wiped it, as steve, from infront of you, grabbed your chin and kissed you. roughly. 

it was different compared to eddie; eddie was soft and gentle and submissive. steve was practically forcing you down. and you wouldn’t stand for it.

your fingers found steve’s neck, holding the pulse points. he groaned into your mouth, grabbing your wrist and holding it away. you push forward with your chest, forcing steve away. “not so fast, baby girl.” you mutter. steve eyed you dangerously, from head to toe, before groaning and taking a glance at his crotch. you smile, extending your leg between eddie and steve before turning your attention to nancy and robin. steve immediately got the hint, bucking against your thigh quickly. eddie didn’t. he wanted the satisfaction of you holding him, jerking him off gently. maybe he’d even get to be inside you.

robin’s kiss was passionate and romantic; slow, but dominant and controlling. you loved the way the two of you fought for dominance, trading it back and forth like a toy. out of the corner of your eye, you noticed nancy squeezing her thighs together. you smile. as you felt something hot, and wet hit your leg, nancy tossed her head back, whimpering as she rutted against her own leg. 

glancing down, it was steve who painted your leg. you smile, tilting your head. “all done, steve-o. put your clothes back on.” steve froze. “what?”

“you lose. you backed out first. you have to buy us milkshakes.” you said, as robin kissed down your neck and eddie nudged his nose against your cheek. 

steve’s brows furrowed. “what?! no, that wasn’t explained to me.”

you smile, as nancy crawls over too, her fingers trailing up robin’s back to unlatch her bra. “that’s too bad. you’ll just have to watch. maybe you shouldn’t have been so greedy.”

steve gawked, as you lean over to meet with eddie, kissing him softly as eddie places a hand on your thigh to stabilize himself. “how about you first, baby?” you whisper softly against his lips. “you waited. like a good boy, right?”

eddie nodded hesitantly. you kiss his forehead, before motioning to the empty space between your legs. eddie’s eyes widen, and he wastes no time awkwardly stepping over your thigh on his knees. nancy and robin scoot back, as you ease yourself into the beanbag behind you. nancy moves to where eddie just was, as eddie scoots forward and places your thighs over his gently, the bend of your knees on his hips. 

you know eddie was too desperate for foreplay, and you didnt mind. you were sure the two ladies lapping at your skin was plenty to get you soaked. and it was. eddie slipped in, almost effortlessly.

you groaned at the stretch, reaching around nancy to place a hand on his chest. nancy was pressed flush against your skin, kissing at your jaw. eddie waited, rocking his hips gently and slowly in order to get you used to the feeling of him moving. and after a few moments, afrer you decided he was okay, you loweed your hand from his chest. nancy lifted herself up, and eddie began to buck into you. no tempo at all, of course, but you didnt mind. he was breathless and panting, his hands trembling as he gripped your love handles.

there was no way to explain how absolutely beautiful this was, you were sure, as he came undone immediately inside of you.

he pulled back out after a few moments, jerking off over your tummy quickly. and he perfected his paint job, as steve began to get dressed. 

“lick it up, bubba.” you said, as eddie began to detach himself from you. and he didnt complain at all, as you dipped down to lick from your stomach to your chest, following the line of cum all the way up to the valley between your tits. then, he detached himself from you.

“your clothes are on the bed.” you tell him, as nancy began rocking against her thighs again.

“here, baby.” you whisper, kissing her forehead. you prop up your thigh, and she immediately takes the hint. she straddles your thigh, and begins to rock. it didnt take long for her to come undone, gasping as your fingers trailed up her small, delicate body and twisted the pink buds sitting on her chest. 

she came, trembling with a loud whine against your leg. you could feel how wet she was against you. and with that, nancy was getting up to put her clothes back on.

robin seemed to spark an idea, of which you weren’t rejecting. she straddled you at an angle, her core positioned just above yours, the two of you could feel the heat emitting from eachother. so, she sank down, rocking against your clit. it didnt take much, a few moments of loud moaning and praises, both of you were coming undone into eachother.

and that was that.

as everyone got dressed, steve offered waterbottles.

eddie sat on the couch at the foot of robin’s bed. “so we agree to not tell anyone about this, right?”

and there was a chorus of agreements

[tomdiddlyumptious]

T.H| Love<3

Summary: hehe, this is very dirty. just a vampire!tom x vampire!reader ;)

Warnings: blood kink, biting kink, slapping kink, overstimulation kink, makes you horny that one is stronger then the other kink, kinda, i guess pain kink? Choking kink, dom on dom, dom on sub. unexpected switch. oral, fem recieving.  Uhm long smut 2. Enjoy thotters, dirty talk, light bdsm

The sky dark as candles lit on the night stands, the red silk curtains on the canopy of the bed rustling and moving on their own from the large window being open, letting in all the moon and the darkness that seeped through the night. The smell in the room husky, dominance seeping through the dark brown chipped walls and dark oak tiled floor.

Tom was there, on the bed. Sitting up and his head hung low, two of his limbs tied up on separate parts of edges on the bed, he waited for you as he looked down at his painfully hard cock, no shirt on, just black boxers, his hair with no gell so it was there loosely, some strands sticking to his forehead as he was eager for friction but wanted to stay obedient with you and show how proud of him you should be.

He tried spitting on it, embarrassing himself for thinking it was gonna add pressure to his dick, whining and tilting his head back, sexual frustration filling his soul as he started to ear up, he weakly called your name, begging you to some out.

“pleaseplease baby i need you so bad” he whispered, his bottom lip quivering as he was close to crying, trying to pull his arms together but failing, humiliated.

Hearing his voice made you smirk, knowing how bad he wants it and how much he needs it. You quietly walking in but his ears perked up, knowing your there there was a smile on his face, ignoring his cock that was more then clearly standing up.

“You called?” You raised an eyebrow, crossing your arms and leaning against the door, feeling his heartbeat from just a few steps away. “God yes” he said weakly, “i need you so bad, sososo bad baby” tears rolled down his cheeks as he sniffled.

“Aww baby dont cry” you cooed, still smirking as you walked to him. You took your time, wearing a large black see-through robe, he could see your nipples poking out and the high thong you had on, swallowing thickly when you slowly took it off. “Is this what you wanted?” You asked, innocently as you rubbed over your boobs, one of your thumbs making its way up to your moisturized lips, putting them in between and swirling your tongue around it, moaning a little making toms eyebrows furrow in anticipation.

You rolled your nipple with your wet thumb, tilting your head back in bliss and small whimpers leaving your lips making tom whine and try to move. you made eye contact with him, smiling and fangs on display, he eased into your gaze, watching as you slowly crawled into his lap, he looked up at you while you looked down at him, hand under his chin as you licked over your lower teeth slowly giving him a show as your other hand slipped over to let his hands loose.

he couldnt even tell that they were off until you brought one to touch one of your beautiful enchanting tit, he looked down at it, light bruising circled around his wrist but warmth in the palm of his hand, you let his hand go. and then it trailed down to his boxers, looking at him making your eyes glow as you kissed him, a small moan leaving your lips when he tweaked your nipple, you rubbed over his raging cock making him whimper and tilt his head back, you took it as kissing his neck, licking over his sweet spot, roughly licking it because you could smell the fresh, rare blood just in his neck, so you bit it, he choked a little, shocked as you backed up a bit, looking at the blood seeping through the bite marks, a dark red, a rich candy paint dark red. it heightened your nose, made your mouth water. “i promise ill take care of you, i just need this” you whispered, before your mouth latched onto his neck, his mouth dropped as he let out little whimpers, you held the back of his neck as your eyes rolled in pleasure, playing with his curls as your hips slowly rocked. you twisted your head side to side,getting lost into his blood until he called out for your name. 

 and you stopped, coming back up and looking down at him again, your eyes a road raging red as your teeth stained with red, licking over them as a small laugh left your lips “You are so perfect, baby boy” blood still pooling out of his neck as your hand reached down to let his aching cock loose, looking at the tip and its purple, pre cum leaking and you swiped your thumb over it, a moan coming from his lips as he latched onto your waist tight, watching you work your wonders before he held onto your panties, ripping them open. you looked at him with approval while he had a smirk on his face. “put it in for me,” he asked, something new coming over him, you liked it. 

you sat all the way ontop of him teasing him with your wet folds before putting it in, you both moaned “mmm, fuck your tight” touching you felt like his hands were on fire, but he enjoyed it, his hands on your hips tight to make you sart moving, your body rocking back and forth as you made eye contact again, your eyes still red while his stayed dark and brown, almost black, his lips pale as something also came to his nose, he could feel your heart beat, the pulse in your neck, so one of his hands came up to your neck, forcing you closer to him as he turned your head, looking at searching for the spot as moans ripped through you. when he found it he didnt hesitate, he digged in, his fangs ripping through the skin as a groan left his lips, he felt like he was in heaven, his hand tight on your throat to keep you from moving, the warm blood going down his thirsty throat, moans leaving his lips as the sides of his lips raised in bliss, small whimpers left your lips as you kept moving for him, his eyes becoming darker as he also swayed his head side to side, getting in deeper as he swear he could feel his fangs grow longer, his mind coating white as he moaned, overwhelmed as his heart beat picked up, his pupils becoming larger as his eyes stayed closed, his other hand going down to your ass, making you go faster as whines left your lips, but he could care less, he choked you tight, more blood feeding into his mouth, he licked over the two holes, not wanted to basically eat you alive before he pulled back, blood also seeping through your wholes as he felt like he became a whole new man, resting down on his back, hands behind his head as he enjoyed the view, cockiness seeping through his veins.

he took it away from you. and now your the weaker one, you took his blood.

guess whos the whiny bitch now?

he thought, a smirk on his face, small moans and his lips opening a little to let out the sounds while you whimpered and kept moving, looking up at him while your hands were placed on his shoulders, cries leaving your lips as you told him you couldnt do it anymore, it felt to good, you were so tired but arent done, you just couldnt do the work anymore. so much blood leaving your neck you almost became paralyzed.

“you sure, darling? because if so...i wont be able to stop” a hand came to your neck again, making you look at him while his thumb swiped over your bottom lip, you nodded looking at the small droplets of blood falling on his chest, you couldnt help but lick it up, your eyes back to their normal color as you nodded up at him, and he flipped you over, his face on top of yours before he turned his head, back to the two holes you go, you sucked and sucked, moans leaving your lips until he told you to stop and the blood just sitting into your mouth before he roughly kissed you, open mouth kisses making the blood leave the corners of your mouth, a mess all over both of your lips as spit and blood was traded, tongues swiping and sucking over each other,  the blood rolling down your cheeks and onto the red sheets, your heads turning side to side, so intense and in love with each other. “i wanna fuckin tear you apart” he whispered in your ear, biting it before he placed kisses down your neck, stomach and where you needed him, your hand dropped to his hair as he dug in, wetness and pre cum all over, his lips swollen and pink as he wrapped his lips around your clit, his two fingers fucking into you ruthlessly as your back jerked, moans leaving your lips as you pulled his hair, making him moan and work faster, both hungry for release and he wanted yours, he needed it. 

his fingers hit your spot over and over, you bit your lip so hard it drew blood and loud gasps left your lips as you leaned on your elbow, watching tom messily spit on your clit then lick it up repeatedly, his head going side to side as he looked up at you, your legs up in the air before your eyes rolled back, whines and whimpers before your back perked up. “fuckkkkk, im coming-” it was low, low voice until it raised as your cum pooled out of you “TOMMY TOMMY-” your legs shook and he didnt pull away, as much as you tried to push his head back he just growled into you, he didnt feel anything but it was a warning. he swirled his tongue over your whole, adding three fingers now as you let out cries, tears leaving your eyes by being over whelmed, your legs still shaking as your heart beat went racing. toms to dedicated to notice, he instantly slurped when he felt something leak through you, a laugh leaving his lips as he said he could be here all day.

you were fucked out but tom wasnt letting up, he still hasnt got his pleasure yet. he came up and slapped you back into reality “dont you fucking dare” he said, slapping you again making you whine and nod your head. he kissed the place he slapped before pumping his cock and placing it into you, he didnt let you adjust, he was to hungry, your legs on both side of him and moving in sync with his thrusts, his hands laced in yours, pinning them tight over your head “you look so beautiful, look at my dirty slut, so fucked out, taking my cock sooo good, huh?” small whines and whimpers left your lips “aww my little whore cant even fucking talk, her and her small tight pussy, letting me fuck it how i please? thats fuckin right girl, you wanna cum? you fucking beg, d-dont- ah” he moaned, “i dont care if you dont know how, you do it slut, you hear me?” he said, his finger nails tight in your skin as you nodded, “lemme hear you baby girl” “y.....y-...yes!” you had to let it out quickly. “goood girlll” he cooed, letting one go your hands go to swirl your clit. a small scream left your lips, your hips moving away from him as your mouth dropped “tomm- tommy- fuck-”

“dont forget what i told you” he ordered, eyeing you as you looked a hot mess, hair a mess, dried red blood on your cheek as your mouth hanged open and the bottom of your teeth still stained, fangs still out and your hands still above your head, hanging tight onto the pillow sheet. he took both of your legs and brought it to your chest. pounding hard as claps filled the room. “tom-tom can i please-fuck- can i pleaseee- fuck” you almost gave up. “tommy, can i pleasepleaseplease cumm!” your moan now high pitched as tom smiled “yes baby, give it to me- cum on my cock- mhmm, mhmmm” he said, his head tilting back as he felt your walls clench around him, squeezing your knees as a sigh and a gasp left his lips, his movements slowing as his mouth dropped, “fuckkkk” he let out, both of your climaxes pouring at the same time, he rode out both of your highs, milking the cum out of you, the luquids pooling down into the matress. he pulled out and fell beside you, both of your fangs coming back to normal teeth as sighs left your lips, he looked over at you and you were tired, like really tired, but he wanted you to clean up first. “y/n?” “hm?” “lets go take a bath”

he picked you up and placed you into the warm bath, rose petals and oils in, before he came in and laid you on his chest, he pressed kisses on your forehead as sighs left both of your mouths. (lol i couldnt think of anything else)

[17tetsuro]

could u do fake dating headcanons where they slowly fall for u w atsumu, kenma & oikawa,, gn pronounces are fine :)

haikyuu boys slowly falling for you (fake dating edition) (gn!reader)

feat: atsumu, kenma, oikawa

warnings: fake dating, abuse of cliche tropes and commas and question marks, timeskip setting because im anything but creative, swearing

requests are open!

a/n: thank you for requesting this!! i hope you like it :D

atsumu

* you’ve been friends with him ever since high school and you watched his career grow

* youre both equally proud of each other n your friendship is built on mutual respect, trust and love

* you basically live in his apartment, with how much time you spend over there

* he would complain 24/7 about not having anyone to go to events with

* at one point you wanted to strangle him for never shutting up about it so you propose you go with him from time to time

* atsumu: “yeah, that was a setup”

* he KNOWS you’re drop dead gorgeous and everyone will be jealous of him that you’re with him (and you also look very good in formalwear, which he very much enjoys)

* and you get to have free food and drinks and also wear immaculate expensive clothes

* so,, you became his regular date for sponsorship events and stuff

* and you never really outright said you were just friends?? so you’re used to the media portraying you two as lovers but your close circle is aware that your relationship is platonic

* everything was going great until one of his sponsor company’s heir started hitting on you

* atsumu saw you flirting with the person and his mind went blank

* he,, he didn’t understand why he wanted to commit multiple crimes on the spot

* bokuto conveniently showed up next to atsumu at that moment

“hey, atsumu? why is your date flirting with them?” bokuto asked, suddenly appearing next to atsumu, which startled the latter out of his thoughts.

a better question would be why atsumu saw red at the thought of you getting friendly with anyone but him that night. he tried his best to keep his composure, but it was hard when you rested a hand on the heir’s shoulder, leaning your head back while laughing.

“atsumu, are you not going to answer me? your lover is-“

“my what?” atsumu asked, attention now completely off you.

“your lover? is that a term you don’t like? i could say partner... significant other... or anything you want, really,” bokuto answered, apologizing.

“you- you think me and (y/n) are together?”

“aren’t you? what, with the way you look at each other i was convinced you two were like... high school sweethearts or something, who hate pda,” bokuto explained, while atsumu’s eyes trailed back to you.

“you think... you think they’d wan’ me?”

“are you blind, buddy?”

you must have sensed their gazes, because as soon as those words left bokuto’s mouth, your eyes snapped towards atsumu and bokuto. the latter started waving with a cheerful smile while the former just stood, entranced by you and your presence. atsumu noticed traces of confusion appearing on your face, and watched as you excused yourself from the conversation you were previously interested in.

“‘tsumu, are you alright?” you questioned, approaching the pair. bokuto grinned and left, which made you even more confused.

“yeah, i’m fi- fine. hey, uh, (y/n), say... do you- why did you offer to come to these events as my date?” atsumu asked, eyes dead set on yours. you cracked a confused smile. you seemed to be capable of nothing but confusion at the moment.

“because you’re my best friend and i hated to see you so down because of your loneliness at these gatherings,” you replied, holding his gaze. “why didn’t you oppose it?”

his eyes studied you and when he saw nothing but sincerity, he let out a loud sigh. this was all very new and confusing to him. it’s like bokuto calling you atsumu’s lover set off a bomb inside his head that instead of causing a mess, made everything fall into place; why his gaze seemed to linger on you more often than before, why he was so eager to choose your outfits for these events, why he went to parties he didn’t even have to attend, why he got so jealous and angry when he saw you with the cute heir.

“holy shit,” he breathed and ran his hands through his hair, letting out a nervous chuckle and lowering his gaze to the ground. “holy shit.”

“you look like you’ve been enlightened, and i love that for you, but ‘tsumu, i’m still very confused.”

“i’m in love with you,” he said in disbelief, and quickly snapped his eyes back to your face when he realized he said it out loud. “i- i mean- i’m not in love with you, no way in hell, you’re- you’re my best friend, you- you smack my head whenever i say somethin’ inappropriate, you keep me from underminin’ myself, you always lift my spirits and for fuck’s sake, please, stop lookin’ at me like that because i will be getting hopeful and if you’re just joking, i will never hear the end of it and-“

you finally hd enough of his rambling and cut him off with a kiss. at first he froze, but seconds later he melted into your embrace, hands sneaking around your waist, pulling you closer.

when your lips separated, atsumu gasping for air after his word vomit and the long kiss you shared, you spoke up. “miya atsumu, you’re a real dumbass, you know that?”

his breath hitched and you kept quiet for a second to let him suffer a bit.

“but you’re my dumbass. i love you, you absolute piece of work.”

atsumu honest to god giggled and leaned in for another kiss, which you gave him without hesitation.

somewhere in the room, bokuto was collecting the money sakusa promised to give him if he got you two to kiss.

kenma

* kenma and you are both twitch streamers with similar content so you knew of each other but weren’t properly introduced

* until one of your mutual friends invited you both to stream among us with them

* you obv accepted

* so during the 3 hr stream, you and kenma were imposters together a lot and had the biggest, most twisted imp plays

* a friendly competition broke out at one point, too, trying to see who exposed the most impostors between the two of you

* your fans ate your dynamic up

* from then on, you two interacted more and started to appear in each others’ streams

* kenma even invited you to his minecraft smp

* you became besties basically

* SO

* all fun and games

* and then a huge sponsorship opportunity rolled in

* and the people at the company assumed you were dating

* uh oh

* you couldnt just tell them they have it wrong bc the whole thing depended on your relationship

* so

* big brain kenma suggest you two start to “date”

* you were against deceiving your followers but kenma assured you you could have a public breakup and tell everyone you were better off as friends

* so you reluctantly agreed

* it was only for two months anyways, what could go wrong?

* both of you, on week 3, in separate discord calls: uh oh, im in l*ve

* you both tried to cope (read: repress everything) but the realization on both of your parts threw your dynamic off a bit and fans have noticed

* so you had to do something abt it

* so kenma suggested you try your hand at a minecraft challenge together

* it was all fun and games until it wasnt

* you somehow ended up flirting back and forth ????

* chat was goin crazy, even in sub only mode

* both of you: ha ha im in danger

* when the stream ended, you stayed on call, because that was a routine you stuck to no matter what

“so... how are you doing?” you asked kenma, trying to clear the awkwardness from the air.

“good.”

maybe you should have taken kenma’s refusal to talk about anything into account when initiating conversation.

kenma, on the other end of the call was anxiously playing with his fingers, trying to figure out if his chat was right, and you were indeed flirting with him. and him with you. god.

“hey, y/n,” kenma said after a while, “were you flirting with me?”

his bluntness startled you and you had to mute yourself for a few seconds while you collected yourself.

“is there a correct answer?” you asked hesitantly.

“yes.”

“oh... uhm, maybe? it wasn’t intentional. or maybe it was, subconsciously, i don’t know,” you admitted quietly.

“good. it was intentional on my part, i think,” and okay, that was not the reply you expected to hear.

“really?”

“yeah, i- i like you i guess,” he said, sounding more confident by the minute. “do you like me too?”

“i- yeah. i do. i like you, kenma,” you replied, sighing a breath of relief. it felt good to admit it aloud to him.

“do you- would you maybe want to come over?” he asked sheepishly, which made absolutely no sense because he sounded so confident a second ago. “we could play mario kart?”

you let the beaming smile you were holding back take over your face. “i’ll be there in 10, kenma.”

“i’ll be waiting for you.”

oikawa

* on god mans hated your guts

* like,, okay, you were iwa’s close friend but you were so annoyingly honest all the time

* it drove him mad

* what also drove him mad is the fact that you loved to tease him

* no matter what the circumstance, whether he was in japan or in argentina, you always found a way to make him blush

* okay so maybe hate is a strong word, because he kind of thought you were pretty, but in a platonic way

* dumbass

* iwa always give both of you shit for not liking each other

* so you came up with a big brain idea

* you: ”oikawa! we should date!”

* oikawa: “what”

* after you explained the concept of fake dating to him and its benefits (which included a staged dramatic breakup, giving you both a reason to hate each other without iwa complaining)

* he was totally down

* iwa, when he first saw you holding hands: “i knew it”

* SO!! thus began weeks of pretending to be in love with each other for the sake of iwa

* which turned from pretending to not pretending real quick for your liking

* falling in love with oikawa was not a plan of yours

* (falling in love with you wasn’t his, either)

* with iwa’s constant nagging of “i knew it, you both were head over heels for each other from the moment you met”, the time for the breakup came quicker than expected (maybe you both had enough. so what.)

* you agreed to do it in front of iwa so he could see it happen

* you chose a mcdonalds parking lot, because then you could storm off and iwa would follow you to make sure you were ok and oikawa could go home and sleep

* maybe winging it was not the best idea

“babe,” you said with venom, “haven’t i told you a thousand times that i do not want to hear about your exes? seriously, it’s like the only thing you talk about,” you complained, as your fake-boyfriend took a sip from his drink.

“well, babe,” his tone matching yours, “i would shut up about them if took the hint sometimes. maybe i don’t like going to the movies as much as you seem to, it’s boring,” he rolled his eyes, subtly glancing at iwa, who looked very uncomfortable third wheeling your argument. good

“jerk. i don’t even want to go to the movies that much, asshole,” you spat, crushing your empty cup in your hand.

“oh, you want to go to the movies plenty. face it, (y/n), you’re boring. no wonder you didn’t have a boyfriend before me,” he replied and his words, even though you knew were fake, still hit hard and you couldn’t help the tears gathering in your eyes.

“okay, then, thanks for these wonderful past few weeks, so glad you decided to take pity on me.” you tried to keep acting, encouraging yourself with the fact that if oikwa meant what he said, you wouldn’t have to talk to him if iwaizumi finally saw you two break up.

you expected a lot of things, but genuineness in oikawa’s eyes was not one of them.

“(y/n), i’m sorry, i didn’t mean it like that,” oikawa pleaded, clearly forgetting about your mutual goal.

with a mumbled whatever, you started walking home, letting the sunset wash over your face. when you knew you were out of sight, you sat down on a bench and just started crying.

you don’t know how much time passed, but you heard a voice behind you speak up.

“hey (y/n).”

“what the fuck do you want, oikawa? to rub in the fact that my first boyfriend was just faking it so his best friend would get off his back? leave me alone, jerk,” you said, trying to wipe your tears away.

“i- i didn’t mean it like that, please, believe me,” he replied, taking a seat next to you. you scooted away from him. he sighed.

“why would i believe you? why do you want to make up, anyways? this fight was pretty real, no way iwaizumi didn’t believe it,” you sniffed.

“because maybe... maybe i was very happy about the fact that i could be your boyfriend, even if it was fake. maybe i’m in love with you,” he said softly, leaning towards you.

“please, stop playing games. it’s over,” you replied, trying very hard to ignore the raw emotion in his voice as he spoke.

“i really am, (y/n). i wasn’t at first, i admit it, but now i am. i love you, please, believe me,” he begged and you finally made eye contact with him. eyes were mirrors of the soul, after all.

you studied his face for a few minutes, looking for anything that could indicate he was trying to pull a shit prank on you, but you found nothing.

“asshole. maybe i’m in love with you too, what would you do if i said that?” you asked, wiping your nose with your sleeves.

“kiss you.”

“do it, then, i guess. but you’re still not completely forgiven.”

“what do i have to do to earn your forgiveness, (y/n)?” he asked and you sent him a mischievous smile.

“take the blame for this whole fiasco with iwaizumi.” he froze at your words and visibly gulped, but nodded nonetheless.

“okay, i will. can i kiss you now?”

you rolled your eyes. “yeah.”

and he did.

[cherrytsukkis]

streaming minecraft with the first years

- word count: 1.4k

- characters: hinata, kageyama, tsukishima, yamaguchi, yachi

- a/n: i made half of this on mobile and half on my laptop so,,, also i got way too immersed in this bc all i do is play minecraft (even tho i suck) anyways, enjoy this mess!! also ty to ppl on the rircus rerver for helping me with minecraft usernames!!

tsukishima made a server for y'all after you bribed him (also some of his viewers begged him to)

kageyama and hinata teamed up and killed tsukishima, not even a minute in

and you were just there like “:o chat yall seeing this shit”

yall spawned in near a birch flower forest biome thingy and you and yachi bolted over there

you asked yachi to be your minecraft gf and she accepted

as soon as she said yes, kageyama and hinata killed tsukki again lmao

you and yachi moved to a different voice call bc hinata kept screaming about how tsukki was after him now

you guys began planning on having a cute little cottage core home together

you go mining while yachi makes a farm + gathers animals

yachi screamed of joy when she found a chicken family

she also screamed when she happened to find a pink sheep

you guys are just talking about random stuff and were just vibing for the rest of the stream

the next time you stream on the server, you see that yams made a cute little spawn place and yams took you on an adventure to go see his home in the snowy mountains

tsukki logged on and you and yams proceeded to go try to find his home despite tsukki tell you to fuck off

for some reason, he starts giving you guys clues on where he’s at

you’re all like “omg friendship 🥰″

but in reality, someone donated like 50 bucks for him to kill you and he’s taking this opportunity to lure you guys

 it turns night really fast and then a group of zombies gang up on you

you end up dying like four times before you baby rage and give up 

you leave the voice chat and go back to being a wee farmer waiting for your lover, yachi, to log on

instead of yachi, you get hinata </3

hinata logs on and he immediately calls you

“hinata-”

“y/n!!! do you wanna go to the nether with me!!”

“no ❤️″

you hang up but then he calls you again

“i’ll give you a two pigs, i know you and yachi are looking for some”

thirty minutes later, hinata has gotten you lost in a soul sand biome

only plus from this trip is that you got a lot of glowstone

you ended up having to call kageyama and ask him to come save you bc yams was mining god knows where and tsukishima would never help you bc he’s a bully <3

kageyama was calling both of you dumbasses in the vc

hinata bc hinata is hinata and you for following hinata blindly

then he got lost somewhere else in the nether <3

and now the three of you were fighting as you ran away from ghasts and skele bois

“it’s the short height for me”

“it’s the abandonment issues for me”

“it’s the need to one up each other in every situation because y’all insecure for me”

this whole time your chats were telling yall to just look at coords so you could find each other but you guys are illiterate </3

yachi finally logged on and joined your call and she saved yall bc she was watching your stream this whole time and was like wtf

the vc was SILENT as yachi led y’all to the nether portal

you muted yourself in shame and starting thanking recent subs and just the chat in general

everyone in chat: ugh we stan a dumb queen 🤩

another time you go on the server, hinata has accidentally started a war against tsukishima and so like every five minutes you would see smth like “tinysun was blown up by moonshima” or “moonshima was shot by tinysun using schlong” (yes hinata is that guy)

speaking of names

yall clown kageyama every five seconds bc he made his ign ‘Setter_soul_x’ (bc his streamer name was taken </3)

he gets pissed off a lot and leaves the server bc everytime you guys start a fight, someone will be like “okay Setter_soul_x”

yachi has “yacchan” meanwhile yams had “yamagucci” and you can can decide whether you have a clapped ign or not

now to just talk about general stuff

i feel like yams and tsukki would be those bitches who make exp farms and shit

like one day you’ll log on and you’ll ask them where they’re at and they’ll be like “oh we’re making an enderman farm in the end” or “we just finished a villager breeder” or some shit like that

yachi would stick to farming and being a cottagecore gay and you would be the one to do most of the mining and shit

sometimes she’d follow you when you go to fight someone or just bother them

hinata made a giant netherrack meatball at spawn and inside of it is just pure hell

everytime someone tries to go in it, they get blown up by a creeper or smth bc its so fucking dark in there bc the dumbass forgot to put some type of light source in there

kageyama’s house is just a cube-shaped hole he mined somewhere and everytime he wants more space he’ll just expand the cube

you and tsukki end up teaming up together at one point and made a railroad to everyone’s homes and to different biomes

when everyone fought the wither, tsukki, yamaguchi, and hinata did most of the work you and kageyama were far away watching like “damn thats crazy” (yachi wasnt streaming at the time and just told you guys she didnt care if you did it without her)

when it was time for the ender dragon, it was a whole different story

tsukishima and yamaguchi were hella prepared and were calmly going around destroying the end crystals while you, hinata and kageyama were just trying to get away from all the angry endermen

yachi was just placing water down and making cobblestone huts y’all could hide under

once tsukki and yams finished destroying the end crystals, you joined them in shooting down the ender dragon

kags and hinata were still fighting endermen 

like all you’d see is “ __ was slained by Enderman” messages as you listened to tsukki and yams talk to each other calmly

yachi said she wasnt fighting no dragon bc fuck that shit

one y’all did kill the dragon, hinata tried to claim the dragon egg and tsukishima yelled at him for like ten minutes bc hinata didnt do shit

and while tsukki fought with hinata and kageyama, you and yachi followed yamaguchi into an end gateway

you found an end city but then you fell outta the world </3 dont ask how, you just did

you decided to log off and that was that

another time you logged on, tsukki invited you to go with him to a woodland mansion bc he got a map

you thought he was being fishy but you went anyways bc content

everything was going well, you guys traveled there together, found a desert temple along the way, you tamed a cat, tsukki talked about conspiracy theories with you

but then you got to the mansion and you lost him

you were like tsukki where tf you’d go and he would tell you a place and you would go and he wasnt there

you were about to cry bc so many mobs were after you and u just boxed yourself into a little dirt hut in the corner and you kept yelling at tsukki in vc

he muted himself bc he was laughing his ass off at your pain heart been broke so many times

he finally came to get you bc apparently he already moved upstairs and just as you calmed down, tsukki betrayed you

you walked in front of him in fear of mobs hitting you from behind but tsukki ended up hitting you with a sword to death </3

you immediately logged off and then cried to your stream about fake friends for like ten minutes while listening to the inside out soundtrack

your chat convinced you to log back on and hesitantly joined the vc again and tsukishima apologized while trying to hold back laughter and told you that he put your stuff in your chest and you were like 🥺🥺🥺

overall the server is very chaotic but kinda nice bc family bonding ❤️ and even tho tsukki is a dick he along, with yams, help you and yachi out sometimes so your cottagecore aesthetic thrived

UNEDITED.

tag list: @kaoyuuuuu​ @macaronnv < it wont let me tag you :((

[yibuo]

UMMM I would love to know what exactly happened with xnine too if you know??

i didn’t know how to answer this without hating on long danni but... that’s not possible when you’re talking about xnine

CORRECT ME IF I’M WRONG IN ANY WAY @ DIMPLES AND CFANS

tldr ceo addicted to producing survival shows realizes boy group is incapable of feeding her fat rabbit because of her OWN mismanagement and throws them away (literally? probably not, maybe, idk)

HOLY SHIT THIS BECAME RLY LONG IM BEGGING KEEP READING TO WORK LO LOL LOL

long danni= wjjw company ceo

wjjw=company that xnine, xz, r1se, etc are under

huo mala: fat company rabbit that WILL give u nightmares goodness gracious thinking about him sends chills down my spine

alright so long danni (ldn i will refer to her) & ee media along w/ tencent and sm made the survival show x-fire... the premise of xfire was that 16 contestants split into two different teams (white and red) and then at the end it would boil down to each team having 4 members and the winning team would debut as a group called xfire...but wait...the group’s name is xnine? so out of red team (peng chuyue, baishu, xiao zhan, xia zhiguang) and white team(wu jiacheng, gu jiacheng, zhao lei, and guo zifan) white team won...and they unofficially debuted as xfire..went abroad to train yadda yadda yadda and then a few months later, TELL ME WHY LONG DANNI DECIDES TO RELEASE POLLS TO LET FANS VOTE IN 5 MEMBERS INTO XFIRE TO CREATE XNINE! ldn PLEASE if u wanted to rig the show you should’ve decided in the beginning what was the point of making the teams and the fans fight against each other...

so yeah xz and crew weren’t actually supposed to debut according to show rules...i mean i’m glad they debuted obviously bc x9 is x9 but ee media and frickin ldn couldve handled this better...like every member except chen molerat is amazing and great but....WHY DIDNT MaNAGEMENT NOT BLATANTLY RIG THEM INTO THE GROUP

but also thank u ldn for also letting us get to know the 4 guys who were added n not chen molerat <3 but like DO UR JOB PROPERLY

anyway the polls were RIGGED obviously thanks ldn what did u expect out of making POLLS, and xiao zhan, peng chuyue, xia zhiguang, yan xujia, and chen z*** were added to the group to create xnine...talk about rigged when chen z*** the molerat lookin turdface misogynist was added... anyway at the time he wasnt known to be problematic but ya the whole rigging thing caused a whole rift esp when x9 debuted bc there were fanwars and death threats initially but xfire did well because it was one of the (if not only) survival shows at that time and x9 debuted w/ a good response etc

then they got moved to wjjw (still owned by ldn thanks ldn) and wjjw is known for hoarding artists and not promoting them (THEY HAVE LIKE 45 ARTISTS BUT WERE FORMED 3 YEARS AGO MAKE IT MAKE SENSE) and not being promoted properly was EXACTLY what happened to xnine. as idols what they needed was music promotions, variety shows, etc stuff to get them as people out there but this genius ldn decided to promote them through stupid zodiac dramas like super star academy (to promote xfire finalists) and oh my emperor (which was an xnine drama). now i haven’t watched OME, but SSA gave me enough brain rot and gunk for me to not watch OME. (the only person who could act was baishu), and the story was SO BAD. nevermind the acting, because the boys weren’t initially slated to be actors, but the story was horrible, girl without superpowers suddenly becomes white cult goddess at the end??? WHAT???????? why didn’t ldn just promote them normally !!!!!! are they an actor group or an idol group???? I LOVE XNINE, THEY ARE TALENTED ARTISTS !!!! and eventually some went into acting (xz, guo zifan, gu jiacheng) BUT WAS THAT THE TIME DLFNJNF and then they just kept getting sent into random dramas and movies as random side characters instead of being able to make music and promote????? i’m sorry i’ve been stuck on using dramas to promote x9 for a while because that’s such a SILLY IDEA *vigorously shakes head* 

ldn knows how to do survival shows but she doesn’t know how to promote her artists thanks ldn. xnine has so much talented, we know xiao zhan is a great singer, but other main vocalists like wu jiacheng, zhao lei, and peng chuyue are amazing as welll, here’s me plugging this video of zl and pcy performing their self-written song on produce camp because it’s the most beautiful thing ever

-oh yeah somewhere in here insert chen molerat getting outed as a pedo misogynist cheater by his gf who still has the audacity to have xnine in his weibo name because xnine starting to get popular gtfo rat lookin ass i WILL barf, when we say ot8 xnine we mean xnine w/o chen toadratass but sometimes ppl think it’s xnine minus xz which is untrue-

they also have talented rappers (gu jiacheng yan xujia) and dancers (xia zhiguang guo zifan) like xia zhiguang can end me with his spinning flying kick thing and i WILL let him 

so YEAH !! TALENT that went to waste because wjjw gave them weird random hiatuses and kept pushing them as actors??? seriously what is with this actor stuff...so that’s why they debuted in 2016 and have very little discography to their name because wjjw just gave up...trying to promote them GOD thank u so much ldn for ur incomptency <3333 xnine had members in diff stages of life (ranging from xz who was born in 91, to yan xujia born in 2001, they were all close tho soo cute) and wjjw really was like nope we’re not gonna try to promote yall’s dreams of becoming singers on the stage because they couldn’t add 34783473 pounds to fat huo mala’s weight

so ya a lot of people are like omg wjjw hates xiao zhan!!! ya no they hate all of xnine but now xz is bringing enough money to make huo mala even fatter so good for huo mala i guess /s

also rumors and any bad media? lol wjjw doesn’t care they do a shit job at handling bad things too WHAT A WELLROUNDED COMPANY

OH ALSO TALK ABOUT HOW THYE HAD 3 DAYS TO PREPARE FOR A CONCERT???????????? WHAT????????? wjjw u mfs

anyway to summarize my rants above wjjw did  a SHIT job of promoting xnine as idols when the boys worked so hard and wjjw kept tryna push them to acting bye (some of them can’t act and literally don’t WANT TO ACT HHHSFLNF), wjjw is also horrible at letting all of the xnine members shine when as i mentioned before, they’re ALL TALENTED!!!! and then they just gave up on xnine somewhere in 2017-2018... ok anyway so is xnine disbanded? no although some may say their last concert in dec 2018 was their last concert ever they’re not disbanded

xiao zhan , gu jiacheng, and guo zifan went into acting

wu jiachang is focusing on his music etc (he was actually the first member of xnine i came across when i watched the collaboration/cyzj in 2018...yes carats this is That wu jiacheng!!!) MAN CAN SING

peng chuyue, zhao lei, xia zhiguang, yan xujia all went on produce camp 2019 (aNOTHER SURVIVAL SHOW BC THEY WANTED TO BE ON THE MF STAGE BC THATS WHY THEYRE HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE WJJW) along w/ fellow labelmates zhou zhennan and zhai xiao wen ... and everyone but peng chuyue made it to the final 11 spots and got to debut in the group r1se...UNFORTUNATELY ALSO UNDER WJJW HELP SEND HELP

if they’re in r1se does that mean they quit xnine? no! they’re in both that’s just how survival shows work it’s kind of weird

peng chuyue recently released a song and it’s really good and you can’t not tell me that it’s gay here it is

anyway xnine hasn’t disbanded!! the X玖少年团 (xnine) in the non-r1se members’ weibo names say that loud n clear!!! and when the r1se members from xnine won produce camp 2019, they all made xnine signs SO XNINE IS ALIVE and they do keep in contact!!

why haven’t we seen blatant public interactions btwen xiao zhan and the xnine members? because some frickin annoying xz solo stans/xfx claim that the other members use xz for popularity (HELLO??????? IN WHAT WORLD DOES THAT MAKE SENSE HALF OF THEM R LITERALLY HIS KIDS BUT OK) 

anyway in conclusion wjjw doesn’t know how to promote any of their artists, thus screwing over xnine members and making them go on a group hiatus where they focus on acting/singing/r1se for r1se members but they are very much xnine as of now !!!

here’s some REALLY GOOD RESOURCES to follow xnine bc as an ifan it’s mf hard

-xnine slideshow

-xnine faq

-xnine eng sub channel by yuer

-all of that content i listed above was made/subbed by one person and she is the queen of uhh...xnine international fandom outreach (????) how do i word it but she’s been subbing and spreading xnine long before xiao zhan’s popularity skyrocketed so go follow her for updates and memes here

-xnine intl fanbase twt and tumblr

-and here’s this twt account with dumb pics of xnine because why not

also i’m pretty sure there’s a wip video explaining x9′s history being created (by yuer because queen) so when that’s posted i’ll rb this and post it here

also here’s this video dragging wjjw

[alienbrainwave]

Ali you have one1 oc, answer all those you want to answer

LOL free pass because i only have taiga im DYING leena. thank you!! i might answer some that you already know the answer to just so its in writing on here! im so sorry i wrote so much omfg 

🍄 How would your OC react to the death of a friend/family member/loved one? Is there anyone they can confide in?

Im sure this happened during her time on the Moby Dick, a crewmate/ brother dying during some sort of fight. Luckily it was never anyone she was TOO familiar with, as she was closest to the division commanders. When she was little and crewmates died she probably cried about it. Marco was probably her listening ear for the majority of her life. 

While on the Polar tang she hasn’t experienced anyone dying, but learned years after the fact about the destruction of the Whitebeard Pirates, the the deaths of her Father, an older brother she was close to, her lover, and hundreds of men she considered family. She was completely devastated and went on a rampage. Her only reason to live now is to protect her new family and loved ones with everything shes got, as well as kill Blackbeard for his betrayal that lead to the aforementioned tragedy. If someone on the Polar Tang died she would react similarly, by being completely distraught and go on a rampage. When she learned about her Whitebeard Pirate family’s demise, Marco and later Law were her confidants. If a member of the Heart Pirates died, She would probably not confide in anyone. Everyone would be feeling the same as her. She would probably try putting on a fake smile to try and lift spirits, and she would try and be the listening ear everyone needs. She would put aside her feelings to be the comforting shoulder to cry on for everyone else. She wouldnt confide in Law either because he probably feels worse than she does, she knows him too well. He would feel completely responsible. In her eyes it would be selfish of her to talk to Law about her feelings. 

If Law were to die, she would definitely go berserk. I think Law is a big part of her being able to hold herself together after immense tragedies. If she lost him, she would also be lost. She would have no idea how to move forward for awhile. She definitely would bottle her feelings and not confide in anyone. 

🌷 What does your OC hate about themself? What lies about themself do they believe? On the flip side, What does your OC love about themself?

On the Moby Dick, pre devil fruit, she hated how weak she was. The lie she couldnt help but think was that she was just in the way. She didnt think it often, her time on the Moby Dick was overwhelmingly happy but at some points she would think she is just a burden. Whenever she felt like this, her close brothers and Whitebeard would catch on pretty quickly. She was pretty happy usually so it was obvious whenever she was down. She probably confided her actual thoughts to Marco. He would reassure her she wasnt a burden. He would probably encourage her to talk to pops.  Whitebeard would tell her she was a stupid kid for thinking she was nothing more than a burden. That he knew nobody better at tactics than her, that she helped him work through tactical challenges even when she was so young! Hearing him say those things lead to her genius for tactics being her most prized trait. 

On the Polar Tang, pre regaining memories, she would hate her lack of control over her devil fruit, she would hate how everyone else had things that made them “them” and that she remembered nothing that made her “her”. She would believe the same lie that she did when she was younger, she was just a burden and in the way. Except it was mostly true. She was kept aboard because 1) when she learned to control her devil fruit again, she would probably be a strong addition to the crew, the only other member with a devil fruit is Law. 2) the crew insisted Law save her and afterwards got close with her, they begged Law to let her stay on. If Law hadnt been so weak for his crew, if Bepo hadnt been so cute when begging, if she hadnt had a devil fruit, she would have been left to die on the shore they found her on. 2) in the meantime she was incredibly useful for chores. It wasnt until her tactical genius started to rear its head (through board and card games at first) that Law started to really see any use to her. When he realized she was better than even him at tactics, he was floored. His respect for her as a person and as a crewmate worthy of being on his crew grew immensely. When she confides in him about feeling useless, he reacts similarly to Whitebeard and very bluntly tells her shes stupider than he thought if she thinks shes useless. It once again becomes her prized trait.

🌹 Does your OC have any scars? How and when did they get them?

She has her scar on her forehead above her right eyebrow, extending from just below her eyebrow to her hairline. She got it when she fell overboard from the Moby Dick during a rough storm. Normally she would have just sunk to the bottom, being a devil fruit user, but the rough waves tossed her around. she hit her head on a  large rock under the surface of the water, causing the scar. It was near a winter island so the water was exceptionally freezing. The cold water is the reason she didn’t die before she got pushed to shore!

🥀 What is something your OC blames themself for and is it really their fault? Does it keep them up at night and is there any lingering trauma?

She blames herself for Marineford. She blames herself for every bit of it. If she hadnt fallen overboard she would have been there when Blackbeard killed thatch. Maybe she could have stopped him. Maybe she could have stopped ace from pursing him. If none of that had worked, maybe she could have gone with ace. Maybe they could have defeated Blackbeard together. If he didnt let her go with him, maybe she could have fought along side everyone at Marineford. Maybe just her being there, fighting along side them could have saved ace. Could have saved Whitebeard. If not she thinks she should have died there with them. Almost daily for awhile she blames herself. she was THERE. she SAW her family dying. She just didnt remember them. She was there on the sub and she didnt do anything to help them. Of course none of this is her fault and most likely her being there wouldnt have changed anything. She probably would have died aswell. It keeps her up at night consistently and there is lingering trauma. how could there not be? 

🌺 In what situation would your OC be pushed to commit an act of violence? Would they go as far to kill someone if they had to? How would this affect them and their relationships with others?

Taiga is not for killing but she is also not against it. She is definitely not a pacifist. A part of it is her more intense nature due to her zoan type devil fruit and the other part of it is that she would kill at the drop of a hat if it meant protecting her way of life and loved ones. She would kill if Law told her to aswell, no questions asked and no regret. Once she regains her memories on how to control her devil fruit, she works tirelessly to get stronger. What are her sharp teeth, and claws for if not ripping peoples throats open for the sake of her captains goals or to protect her friends. She can be quite fierce, especially for any normal marine grunt that encounters her.

🌼 Describe one of your OC’s worst nightmares.

Before regaining her memories her worst nightmare is of drowning. She doesn’t remembering falling from the Moby Dick so the latent memories often manifest in her dreams. She finds comfort with her insomniac captain on the nights the waves wont let her sleep. 

After regaining her memories, she definitely has nightmares about Marineford. She has nightmares about Thatch and Ace and Whitebeard... She has nightmares about Law dying, nightmares of being unable to save anyone she loves, which is her deepest fear. 

[honeyedlashton]

“Fall More in Love Everyday”

Word count: 3053

Warnings: language, smut, the world. This is me. It’s sorta soft though. Not gonna lie.

A/N: it took me like half a day of sleepy writing and I’ve read over this maybe four times? (Which is not a lot for me.) But hey you guys want Malum content, so I’m here to deliver... also this turned into smut. It didn’t start as smut. Originally I was gonna have them go on a date, but?? They essentially have minds of their own? I can’t control it? Anyway, enjoy.

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Michael woke up early to a gentle breeze and the sun filtering through sheer curtains. He felt strong arms wrapped around his waist, tugging him back into the warmth of an embrace he was all too familiar with.

The bedspread formed haphazard mountains around their legs. And he felt boiling hot everywhere bare skin came in contact with eachother—so all down his backside and thighs. He even had stripes of heat on his calves where their legs tangled in the night. He wanted nothing more than to peel his sticky body away and feel the breeze, but he cuddled closer instead.

“Mike,” Calum’s already deep voice, all low and syrupy with sleep, startled him a little. “It’s too hot to cuddle.”

Michael smiled softly, “but if I pull away, it’ll be too cold, and you’ll pull me back in. It happened all night.”

Calum wasnt a morning talker so he hushed Michael softly. So Michael rolled onto his belly and curled up with the pillows trying to chase sleep. The cold breeze—by comparison—decorated his back with goose flesh but he was still at the stage where it felt nice to be so chilly.

He was right on the verge of finding sleep again when he felt Calum’s arms snake around his waist. He hummed and settled back against him, feeling every curve and line conform against his own. “I thought it was too hot to cuddle,” Michael teased softly.

And Calum shushed him again kissed the top of his head.

Michael settled in, but he wasn’t tired anymore. He was just breathing in Calum’s smell on his skin. That was the best thing about this getaway. A few days to just slow down and smell like the man he loved. To be in love in the city of love. He was overjoyed.

“Cal,” Michael rubbed Calum’s arm around his waist, and got a sleepy hum in response. “You want me to order breakfast?”

“Mhmm” was the half hearted answer.

So Michael reached for the hotel phone only to be pulled back by his muscular restraint. “What?” He giggled, “I can’t order if you don’t let me get to the phone.”

“We can last a few days without food,” Calum grumbled, and didn’t relent his grip.

“You wouldn’t last a few hours in this hotel room without breakfast,” Michael rolled his eyes, “or at least I won’t.”

Calum pretended like he didn’t hear. So Michael pestered him by turning over in his arms and running his hands over the close-cropped blond hair. “Callie, baby,” he began in that soft teasing voice, “let me order you some breakfast. I’ll get some fruit, maybe some French toast, or crepes. Maybe even some eggs. And if we’re really lucky, mimosas.”

Calum seemed to be more annoyed with the fact that Michael wouldn’t shut up than with the concept of food itself, so Michael kept pushing. He kissed him all over his tired face and rubbed over his arms. “Please? I’m so hungry, can’t you hear my stomach growling?”

Calum let out an annoyed huff and released his grip on Michael. “I want crepes and French toast,” he grumbled.

And Michael smiled picking up the phone and the menu. And he ordered in his best French—which was about about sub-average. And that was only because he was reading it practically line-by-line.

As soon as he hung up, Calum pulled him back in his arms. “We’ve got to wake up,” Michael smiled softly, “we’ve got food on the way! We’re in Paris! We’re young and in love! Youth is wasted.”

“Who made you a philosopher,” Calum yawned.

“Me, about five seconds ago,” Michael shrugged and sat on Calum’s lap to wake him up. “Please? I’ll take you to the fashion show.“ They’d spent a good chunk of time last night talking about Paris Fashion Week and how “coincidentally” they came at the right time.

Calum sighed and rubbed his eyes. “Fine, I’m awake.“

“Good.” Michael kissed him good morning. “You look handsome in this lighting,” he hummed.

“It’s just the sun,” Calum rebutted, smoothing his hands up Michael’s thighs absentmindedly.

“Exactly,” Michael grinned.

“All you do is hit on me,” Calum rolled his eyes fondly.

“Well, stop being attractive, and it won’t be an issue anymore,” Michael retorted, and kissed him deeper.

Calum hummed into it, resting his hands on Michael’s hips and thumbing circles onto the soft flesh. “Get off of me before I get too frisky for room service,” Calum smirked.

“It wouldn’t be the only time they’ve seen it—and probably not even this morning,” Michael teased but rolled beside Calum, and threw his leg over his hips. He bit his lip and looked over Calum’s face, and Calum responded by giving him slow lazy kisses. His warm hands rubbed all over his back and bum.

Michael hummed sweetly into the touches, and braced his hand on Calum’s chest. “Mikey,” Calum sighed, “my kitten.”

“Thats me, baby,” Michael kissed all over Calum’s lips and cheeks, to his jaw, and down the column of his neck. Calum growled, even through they were chaste kisses. Michael smiled when Calum’s grip tightened—squeezing the flesh on his upper thigh and lower back. So Michael slowed the kisses down made them a little more intent on sticking to the skin of Calum’s neck, and that earned him a tug that pulled him on top of Calum’s lap again.

“I thought you didn’t wanna get too frisky because of room service,” Michael teased, already rubbing his hands over Calum’s chest and tummy.

“It’s not the first time they’ll see it...” Calum hummed and smoothed his hands up and down Michael’s hips and over his bum guiding him just where he wanted him.

Michael already felt his cheeks get blushy, and he wasn’t sure if it was pangs of hunger or butterflies in his stomach, but it was looking like he’d get to satisfy both soon.

He kissed Calum more intently now, biting at his lower lip and tugging it with him when he’d pull away, only to fall back into another kiss when he’d finally let the hostage lip go.

Calum was eager to chase the kiss, too. Michael could tell by the way he licked at Michael’s lips every time he would kiss him for longer than two seconds. Michael felt powerful, so he pretended like he didn’t notice for a few kisses making Calum work for it.

But Calum wasn’t in the mood to wait, it seemed, because he was lifting Michael with him as he sat up—to have a more fair playing ground in this power play Michael had started.

But Michael found that it was hard to keep the power he’d gotten now that it was a fair fight. And Calum kissed like he did everything else: with intent. Now was no different. Michael opened his mouth almost without realizing it to let Calum in.

Michael relaxed his arms on Calum’s shoulders and pressed them chest to chest. The warmth spread through his chest and to his core and he sighed softly into the kiss. “I love you.”

Calum held the back of Michael’s head, but not to pull his hair, just to keep him close Michael guessed. He hummed a soft “I love you,” as he kissed down the side of Michael’s neck, sending an almost electric shock through his body, and he leaned into it, shifting his whole body to be even closer to Calum.

Calum hummed and hugged Michael by the small of his back to knead over his bum with strong hands. “Mmm, Cal... I’m still sore...” he wasn’t sure if Calum’s hands felt bad or good, but he didn’t want the pressure to go away, so that was a start.

Calum kissed his collarbones, “you want me to stop?”

Michael bit his lip. “No,” he whispered.

So Calum massaged deeper into the soft flesh. “My baby, so soft. So thick,” Calum sighed—not for the first time, but it still gave Michael butterflies to hear.

And he pushed his hips forward reflexively to press them together, “All for you.”

Calum sucked in a breath. “Fuck, Mikey...” he hissed slightly, and Michael bit his lip.

“Hmm?” Michael teased playfully. “What did I do?”

“You know what you did,” Calum growled. “You can’t play innocent with me.”

Michael bit his lip on a smile. “But I’m good at playing innocent...”

“But you’re not good at being it...” Calum pulled Michael’s hips forward again, but this time met his in the middle and Michael moaned into the feeling.

“I miss your hair in times like this,” Michael said thickly, dragging his fingertips down the back of Calum’s head to the individual hairs tickle the pads of his fingers. “There’s nothing to grab when I need it...”

“Fuck you,” Calum said, but it had no bite, “I’m keeping it shaved for longer just cause you said that.”

Micheal rolled his hips this time to really make Calum feel good, “Cal, you know I think you look good with the buzzcut, so I’m not complaining. I just miss pulling your hair.”

“Ever think that’s why I cut it?” Calum teased.

“Fuck you,” Michael rolled his eyes and moved more fluidly. Calum responded by trying to guide his hips a little faster—but Michael was in the mood for slow, “you’d love it when I’d pull it. It got you hot sometimes when we were in public...”

“Michael,” Calum said in a low voice and Michael could feel Calum’s hips rut up between his thighs.

“Sorry, baby, I’m not doing anything like that till after room service gets here...” Michael nibbled at Calum’s lip.

“Tease,” Calum groaned with half closed eyes.

Michael kissed up his jaw and nosed behind his ear. “Handsome,” he kissed him softly. “You’re the sexiest person I’ve ever met. The sexiest person I’ve ever seen. I could go out on a limb and say you are the sexiest person alive. In my eyes, at least.”

“I love you,” Calum‘s voice almost sounded like a whine. “God, Mikey, I love you so much.”

Michael kissed him gently and rocked his hips slowly, almost soothingly against Calums. “I know. I love you.”

Room service arrived, and Michael begrudgingly got off of Calum to put on a crumpled robe from off the floor. He kicked the other discarded clothes to the side so the cart could have room. He made sure Calum was covered before opening the door.

The attendant was in for maybe ten seconds, spoke some English and some French, and was out the door with an: “au revoir.”

“Should we eat first?” Michael suggested smelling the food made his stomach rumble more. “The eggs might get cold...”

Michael rolled the cart right next to the bed—per Calum’s request—and got under the covers again.

Food won out. If there was a decision between sex and food, they chose food nearly every time. Not that sex wasn’t good, but food was food.

Michael fed Calum bites of his French toast. And Calum in return gave Michael some of his crepes. They shared the eggs. And the berries—Michael had fun putting the raspberries on his fingers and letting Calum suck them off.

Calum kissed him deeply when the plates and mimosa glasses were emptied and stacked back on the tray.

“Someone’s feeling a bit more awake now,” Michael teased and hugged him closer when Calum kissed down his neck, and growled. “You’ve got some life back, I see.”

Calum kissed Michael‘s lips to stop his talking. Michael could taste the berries and mimosas, and he hummed and leaned into him. He ran a hand down Calum’s side and tried to pull his body up closer to him, not wanting to waste anymore time.

“I want you, Cal,” Michael begged softly close to his ear, and Calum’s grip on his bum tightened. Michael gasped and pushed into the dull ache. Calum had messed him up the night before, but somehow he couldn’t get enough of him. Not when this little get away was so short.

Michael let Calum’s fingers roam wherever they wanted. Over his thighs and up his waist. Down his back by the curve of his spine.

It was after few seconds of kissing and gentle strokes down his back when Calum brought his other hand—Michael didn’t even notice was gone—back, and teased at Michael’s entrance with cool slick fingers, his body jolted slightly.

“Fuck,” he breathed a shuddery breath, and it turned into a giggle. “That’s still kinda cold...”

“I tried warming it up a little, but I’d only had the one free hand,” Calum said in a voice that would almost be an explanation, if there wasn’t a cut of sarcasm in it.

“You’re a dick,” Michael chuckled softly, and rolled his eyes.

Calum’s response was to push the tip of his finger inside Michael, and he gasped again and clutched Calum’s shoulders. “Shit, Mikey, you’re still pretty open from last night?”

Michael groaned in response.

“If I had it my way,” Calum went ahead and slid in the second finger and Michael buried his face in Calum’s neck. “I’d keep you open like this all the time.”

Michael moaned and rocked back against his fingers. Only a little at first. He wanted to save his energy. Right now he was just focused on familiarizing himself with the feeling again. “Fuck... I’d let you,” he bit his lip, and let out a slight gasp every time Calum’s fingers spread.

“Feelin’ okay, baby?” Calum asked softly, peppering soft kisses on his jaw.

“Mhmm,” he nodded. “Keep going...”

So Calum finished opening him up fully whispering soft words in his ear. And when Michael felt ready, he made Calum take his fingers out and pushed him back against the pillows. And Calum looked so good, looking up at him with loving eyes and parted lips, Michael felt so wanted.

Michael decided he wanted to be the one to prep Calum, so he slicked—and warmed—his hands before guiding them up and down Calum’s length, earning him a groan of pleasure that refused to stay down. Michael liked that.

“You’re so handsome when you want me so much. You’re so obvious, I love it,” he said softly into Calum’s ear as he worked slowly at him. “I like it when you’re as needy for me as I am for you.”

“‘M ready,” Calum grit his teeth, but Michael knew what he meant. He sat up straight and aligned Calum to his entrance before pressing him in.

Michael gasped and groaned into it, it was way more than three fingers, but he’d adjust. He always did.

Calum was there for Michael, telling him short affirmations to make him feel like he was doing well. And between the “fuck you’re so tight,” and “baby, you feel amazing,” and “Mikey, you’re doing so good,” Michael adjusted fully.

When he felt good enough, he dropped his hips taking Calum in fully, and hummed sweetly.

“Jesus, you’re pretty,” Calum sighed, with the most dulcet expression on his face. “I mean damn, baby. So fucking pretty.”

“All you do is hit on me,” Michael bit his lip on a self indulgent smile. He could feel the blush in his cheeks spreading down his neck.

“Yeah, cause you’re my fucking soulmate,” Calum’s hips bucked up, and Michael moaned into it, tightening around him.

“I thought that was Ash,” Michael teased, his eyes and tone softened by pleasure.

“Different kind of soulmate,” Calum smirked. “I’d never let Ashton ride me.”

“He wouldn’t bottom to save his life,” Michael giggled breathily.

“Neither would I. He’d have to fight me for it,” Calum smirked, and groaned when Michael bottomed him out.

Michael gripped at Calum’s hands to support himself, and moved only slightly so he’d make Calum hit his spot. And when he did Michael would tighten around him, and Calum’s eyes rolled back. “Just don’t forget who you belong to,” Michael hummed sweetly before picking himself up, almost entirely off of Calum, only to drop his hips again.

Calum was a mess after that. He went to grip Michael’s hips so tight that Michael briefly considered that there might be a bruise when he got up. But he didn’t give it much thought because he was swept up in the moment. He was lifting up and slamming down against Calum with such a force now, even the mattress bounced.

He gripped the headboard and let his head roll back. He could hear Calum’s breathing getting heavier, and his hips were bucking up with a purpose now.

Michael melted each and every time Calum hit his spot. “Keep going, Cal. Fuck!“

And Calum did. He practically yanked Michael’s hips down once his legs were a shaky, spasmy mess. And Michael had to bite hard on his lip to keep from calling out.

“Come on, baby,” Calum growled in the voice Michael would always instantly fall apart to. “When you’re ready, let go for me...”

It was like that was his magic cue. He came on his tummy with a shuddery moan and subconsciously tightened around Calum. Calum apparently couldn’t handle that cause he came deep inside Michael hissing out his name.

Micheal took a second to breathe and then leaned in to kiss a very fucked out looking Calum, but he figured he looked just as bad—if not worse. “I love you,” He said between little kisses.

Calum kissed him back and pet Michael’s hair. “I love you. You’re prefect... my soulmate.”

“Soulmate,” Michael echoed softly and hugged him tight.

Calum cleaned Michael off, when he’d worked some kind of other magic to convince Michael to get off of him. And Michael sighed happily when Calum crawled back into bed. “We’ll get ready soon. I just want to cuddle.”

“You’re so clingy,” Calum rolled his eyes, and Michael attacked him in a hug.

“You love it,” Michael grinned. “You love me—and my clinginess.”

“I mean, yeah,” Calum said in a thoughtful tone and kissed Michael’s forehead. “I miss it when you’re not here.”

Michael shushed him gently. “Not now. It’s a happy time. Focus on me and where we are.” He kissed Calum softly, and he seemed to accept putting off any other thoughts.

So Michael kept their sweat-sticky bodies pressed together again, this time not wanting to move. Not wanting to leave the bed. Wanting to stay in Calum’s grasp forever.

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Hi Pia! I really loved the last Ev chapter. was hank genuinely angry at the rulebreaking since he knew why connor was acting out and even expected it? just wondering how much of his anger was for show and how much wasnt. Also, do you think doms have more emotional intelligence than average? as someone who sucks at it, Im really fascinated by ppl who are good at reading/understanding/manipulating others which is part of why i love doms you write esp bull&hank. love to hear your thoughts :)

Hi!

Tbh, I don’t think Hank really showed that he was super angry in that chapter in general. I would’ve zoned him more towards being like... exasperated and disappointed. We’ve seen Hank be genuinely angry with Connor, we’ve seen him shake Connor pretty violently, we’ve seen him yell, we’ve seen him swear at Connor, especially in the early days when Hank basically abducted Connor and brought him back to his place and kept him there largely as a hostage.

And in that early period, you can see what like...Hank being angry looked like.

With the punishment chapter, I think Hank was honestly feeling frustrated and disappointed. Connor was, after all, disrespecting him and treating Hank as an object to fulfil Connor’s desires. That’s a very dehumanising thing to go through, and that’s not a nice thing to do to anyone, let alone androids, who have been dehumanised from the beginning. So I think there was an element of ‘you have disrespected me’ which was very, very real for Hank, which was why he delivered such a pointed lecture when he had the opportunity to.

That being said, it’s never a good idea for a Dom to punish a sub when they’re angry, even if the initial event that triggers the punishment did make them angry. That’s like, basic Dom 101. Even if Hank had been like, so angry he wanted to yell and scream, that’s the worst (and most destructive time) to deliver any type of punishment. It’s more normal irl for Doms to walk away until they can be calm and compassionate, and then choose to deliver the punishment. I’m not sure how many people are familiar with that, but tying up real anger with a BDSM punishment (that is delivered seriously, and not in a sense of play) veers pretty close to abusive behaviour, because it’s literally ‘I am hitting you because I am angry at you’  and that’s....shitty.

Domestic discipline is meant to come from the position of ‘I am hitting you to correct a behaviour that we’ve both agreed that you want corrected, and you consented to this, and so my responsibility is to ensure I do this from a place of love (and at most, disappointment) and check in with you afterwards.’

But anyway, this is fanfiction land, and I’m not interested in writing kosher BDSM a lot of the time anyway.

Just because Hank could see something coming from a mile off, doesn’t mean he’s not still upset when it happens. He gave Connor a lot of chances to stop his behaviour, and honestly, by Connor’s standards, that was a really brutal punishment and very aversive. But I think the largest part of the ‘punishment’ was that he ended domestic discipline as a lifestyle choice between them. And Connor took that really seriously, he reacted like Hank had announced the relationship was over, and it’s one of the reasons why his first serious question when he could talk again was: ‘Are you going to leave me?’

Imho, in real life, Doms are just people. It’s my personal experience that some Doms are very emotionally intelligent, and others aren’t. I used to chat with one over coffee (we’d discuss different tools we both liked to use, largely, re: corporal), and imho, I’d say he had slightly more than average emotional intelligence, but not because he was a Dom, but because he had the kind of personality that wanted a deeper and more engaged kind of experience with people across all spectrums.

It’s the same with submissives, and tops, and bottoms. It’s a spectrum. A lot of Doms aren’t actually interested in domestic discipline or serious punishment arrangements, because everyone really has very personal reasons for liking what they like. You find some very very emotionally unintelligent Doms out there, and sometimes honestly that’s great if you’re just looking for someone who will flog you for a temporary scene, who has a great handle on the physicality of a scene without wanting to complicate it with emotional matters.

But I am not writing real life, I am writing a fantasy, and therefore, I can write my Doms as being as perceptive as I want them to be. Like, I want to be very clear that you asking me if Doms are more emotionally intelligent based on my writing is confusing in the sense that - I’m writing fiction! You can go onto Fetlife and in a heartbeat realise just how very stupid every ‘type’ of player in the scene can be. Please, please don’t base real life interpretations of BDSM off what I’m writing, and if you feel like you can’t tell the difference, I recommend you stop reading my stuff and do some research into some of the real people involved in it. Because if anyone goes in expecting like, these hugely perceptive, emotionally intelligent, ‘know everything’ type Doms, they’re going to get themselves (and the Dom) hurt.

Most writers couldn’t even give you an answer on what ‘real life Doms’ are like, because many people who write BDSM haven’t experienced it. I’m in a position where I can give you an answer, which really is they’re just people and while you’re more likely to find good communicators in polyamory and BDSM you’re also going to find predators and players like anywhere.

Additionally, I don’t consider Hank and Connor have a super healthy relationship anyway, no matter how much emotional intelligence one of them has. I use the tag Unhealthy Relationships for a reason.

Ugh, sorry, this ask has a few different components and one of them worries me a bit, because like, Doms in fiction vs. Doms in real life is...is never realistic. It’s the same with subs really. Even if my stuff is a little more realistic, it’s still fiction, I’m still writing a wish fulfillment fantasy where Connor is the POV character and we never see into Hank’s mind. And finally, I would actually say that Hank can be really emotionally unintelligent with Connor, and he’s only gotten better since learning more about him re: his father / Zlatko. He started off in a very stupid and harmful place, even once he knew more about Connor.

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Ignore me while I spill out some of my triggers randomly I don't know I've never actually like,, said all of them?? I'm not doing it now for any particular reason I'm just rambling a lot right now so this is adding to that I suppose, plus I guess I like getting things off my chest in random text posts you dont have to read all this if you dont want and it could have triggering elements so I'll try to tag whatever triggers I feel like I might wanna tag just in case and if theres any I missed tell me

So yeah random triggers or things I just generally dislike because of past experience or some sort of effect they have on me (by the way I'm not 100% certain of why some of these bother me they just do I dont wanna say its trauma because I dont think anything here would be considered trauma-worthy?? In my case, that is);

Anything about needles going into skin or veins,, aaaaa,,, anything with talking abt that makes me feel uncomfy and last time someone made me think I would have a needle stuck in my vein for a blood test I had a panic attack (my boyfriend kinda told me I was a pussy for getting so worked up about it :( dont do that to people pleaaase,, different people are uncomfortable abt different things even if you dont see it)

Loud noises aggravate me if its multiple people being loud and obnoxious when they shouldn't be or just don't need to but it's only bad if I'm in a space that isn't too vast and that I can't just leave like a classroom where people are being loud. I wouldnt say that itself in general is a trigger but;

Sudden loud noises and repeated ones like banging on a desk or something can be a trigger for me, loud noises like that make me jump and mess with my anxiety plus I have paranoia so if it's truly out of nowhere I might feel anxious (one of my classmates bangs on desks a lot and its loud plus he sits near me in the two classes where he does it often and it really bothers me)

People showing me too much affection or showing it in a certain way when I either don't know them well enough or they just have a totally different personality than what I'm used to/comfortable with,, it makes me feel uncomfortable if a person like that would touch me at all or do something like send me a lot of heart emojis (example of something someone has done and I felt really uncomfortable because they did it a LOT)

People pretending to hit me or making it seem like they will, this one is more of a trigger because my grandma used to hit me for no reason (idk if you would consider that abuse?? I never describe it as that because I dunno it doesnt really seem like it) so sometimes if people make sudden movements near me I get scared that they were gonna hit me and if they actively try to hit me/act like they will it can give me a panic attack (like I said with the thing about my grandma plus my sister has threatened to hit me a lot so I've always been afraid of that)

People touching me when I either tell them not to or they don't get permission and they arent someone I trust or am close to,, one hug might be okay but after that I won't feel comfortable with it (another example of something someone has done!! I told someone not to touch my hair and they did anyway, I'm only okay with my very close friends doing that!!)

In addition to the touching thing, people touching me in certain areas like I dont want people touching my face, hands, chest area, or anything like that unless they've gotten my explicit permission, someone once put their hand on my chest and tried grabbing for my binder when I told them I was trans and do I even need to say how that crosses the line??

People I'm not friends with calling me certain things, not just things that could be insulting but also pet names or calling me a child,, someone irl referred to me and Alic as "children" and yeah we basically are I guess but I dont want people calling me that, only my friends can call me that?? But other than that you would need my permission to call me certain things if we arent close or friends, you are allowed to call me stuff like kiddo or a non-threatening "kid" if you want, it wont bother me, you just cant like call me random things and expect me to be cool with absolutely anything

Drunk people,, I guess that could be a bit of a trigger because of a couple things; a) my sister and her friend were drunk once and her friend repeatedly tried kissing me and I was so damn uncomfortable with it and felt violated, I still feel that even if it was like, I think last year?? I dont remember, but b) one time my sister was drunk (again) and she picked up a knife and starting coming near me with it and I started panicking telling her to stop but she kept following me with it and I was honestly afraid she would stab me, it wasnt a big knife but I was still afraid

This one is less general but when people upset teachers,, my first period teacher Ms Hamilton has her daughter Catherine sub for her when shes out and a few students make her mad a lot by not doing what they're told and she yells really loudly, which is a bit of a trigger for me circling back to the loud noises bit, I'm really afraid of when adults yell around me even if it's not yelling AT me, partially because loud noises scare me anyway and also I think it's because my dad would yell at my sister a lot because she would argue with him and that always made me come close to breaking down because I couldn't get out of the area where it was happening

Something that makes me uncomfortable is people who will try to text you often every day because I'm so bad at socializing and barely ever have good responses so when they text me too much I feel too obligated to text back and it stresses me out, only one person has done this (they also violated my touch boundaries and did the uncomfortable affection thing) and I ended up just ghosting them after a while because it was too much for me, I know that's weak but I work differently

Trigger for my paranoia is unsettling images that are just an overly creepy visual, some things I cant even describe why they creep me out, but it easily can trigger my paranoia and I hallucinate sometimes seeing creepy shadows and those things can add to it or give me anxiety so yeah I cant be sent creepy images like that,, not like gore stuff I can look at that it's just a certain kind of unsettling

Random thing I dont like sometimes is adults telling young people to act their age because typically they say it to people who are like 13 and 14 and at that age you cant expect them to be very mature yet?? Plus some of them actually do act more mature and then other adults will try to argue that they're just kids so they dont actually understand when they're speaking logically so what the hell do you want, for them to act their probably immature age or for them to act older?? Pick one and stick with it instead of adjusting it constantly for your own arguments or instead of saying act your age just say not to act like a kindergartner or not to act like a dunce or to behave better

[oh-for-fic-sake]

Meeting The Bat

You finally find out about Bruce’s alter-ego

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Masterlist

warnings: swearing ,a tiny bit of angst?

a/n so no smut today unfortunately however there is a sub Bruce smut on the way and maybe another Quarantine one with Superman role-play? or just another Superman one I don’t know not to sure one that yet any way this is my latest Bruce Wayne hope you enjoy it xx

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Meeting The Bat

Being with Bruce was a dream, honestly he was the best boyfriend you could ask for however there was something that was beginning to bother you. He was protective. Well not just him even his sons were protective of you, in a sense it was sweet? he wanted to know where you'd be at all times what time you'd be back and never felt truly comfortable unless you was staying at the manor. He wasn't to pleased when you and jack made the move back to your apartment after the press had all settled down used to you both being a couple, luckily superman had popped up in Gotham taking the spotlight away from you both which you was grateful for and would probably kiss the man for it if you ever met him. Bruce insisted that you should stay with him a few more days which you knew would become weeks and then months.

You'd declined stating you were going home it was too early to move in permanently plus you were still paying rent and was still under lease. You all but ripped his head off when he offered to pay your rent for you, you will not become financially Dependent on Bruce no matter how much he'd enjoy it, which was your latest discovery he loved taking care of you in every sense, he had stolen the phone from you when you was having a problem with your energy company who had been over charging you and was refusing to pay back anything... needless to say your cheque had arrived three days ago and he had taken all of your bills off of you and made sure you was on the best deal, you suspected he actually gave them to Alfred to sort out but there was no arguing with him, his excuse was that it was his job to look after you in the end it was easier to just let him get on with it. Tho this latest overprotective bullshit was a curfew Bruce had decided that if he let you go home it was on the condition that you had a curfew... A FUCKING CURFEW!! he said it was for your own good. You didn't live in the best part of Gotham but there was many worse places, it had really got to you in all honesty more so because it had caused your first real argument. He was adamant that you shouldn't leave your home after dark that anything could happen and he couldn't loose you, for you it was the principle that just because you were together didn't mean you had to obey him....

That wasn't even in wedding vows any more for christ sake. You felt a little bad afterwards when Bruce through his hands up stalking off into the manor claiming he needed a drink, Alfred had saved the day managing to explain where all the anger came from he had lost everything once before and didn't want it to happen again Bruce was frightened of loosing you, not only that but you could be a target now that people knew who you was. You forget what he has been through, he had first hand knowledge of how quickly life could change his greatest fear is loosing what he loves. Safe to say you felt like a bitch for screaming back at him but you crept up to his study finding him distraught head in his hands you'd pulled him close kissing his head promising that you wasnt going any wear and you'd agreed to his request not to leave the house after dark and if you did you would tell him exactly where you would be and check in with him aswell as let him know when youd be home.

That was the first night you could honestly say you'd made love and not just had sex, it was slow and full of feeling he had admitted that he half expected you to leave him which you'd laughed off quickly afterwards you both felt stronger you know had a true understanding of just how much you meant to each other.

Tonight was one of those nights, you was invited out to dinner a celebration for Tom and his girlfriend now fiance's engagement. Bruce had been invited but was busy... tho your not sure what with considering it was booked for 8.30pm but you just let it go, it was a small casual dinner for people at the cafe, well it had been intended to be a small and casual dinner but Bruce insisted that they should celebrate properly and had offered up one of his swanky places for the event free of charge,he was adamant that it was also an apology for not being able to make it.

Tom and Lilly never thought they'd get a chance to eat there so had agreed. so here you was in a fancy restaurant toasting the couple with some imported champagne that Bruce had ordered in for the event that tasted like some strange weak grape piss. You grimaced and bared with it for the toasts then placed it down before quickly swigging your Lambrusco red swishing it a little to get rid of the taste. The dinner was going well everyone was happily enjoying the open bar awing over Lilly's new ring that was stunning and excitedly chatting about wedding ideas.

As the night winded down everyone was ready to leave. As you gathered your things you got a bad feeling, the hairs on the back of your neck stood on end. Something just wasn't right, then before anyone could make a move Five men stormed into the main seating area covered in military grade black armor faces covered with plastic looking masks and goggles waving guns around threatening you all to get to the floor which you all did people screamed as the man kept screaming orders kicking and shoving, two of them began walking the tables taking jewelry and snatching wallets that people held out trying to apease them. You looked across at Lilly who was twisting her ring panicked.

"Lilly now!" you held out a hand she hesitated until you snapped your fingers at her, she handed it to you and you quickly stuffed it down your dress hiding it in your spanxs bodysuit she looked at you thankfully as you did realizing that you was going to try and conceal it for her.

"Psst Lilly give me that!" she looked at you wide eyed shaking her head you groaned as her whispering again

"Well well who have we got here? looks like we have a bit of luck tonight boys" you cringed as you was dragged to stand in front of him. Your heart was erratic trying to jump out of your chest you took shakey breathes trying to calm down you felt like you were going to have a heart attack with how fast it was.

"Well fuck me it is! oi! leave the rest we got all we need here" the man who had ahold of you said you assumed was the leader as he was the one who had been barking orders since he came in, one of the men who was collecting replied confused

"What do you mean? Who is this bitch?"

"You mean who's is this bitch? Its Wayne's bunny boiler. How much you think she charges for a round" he said cupping your ass pulling you towards him you  dug your heel into his foot and spat in his face then head butted him for good measure, he jumped back holding his nose sniffling you used the chance to try and run being grabbed from behind by the other male the leader growled straightening and backhanded you snapping your face to the side. 

"You said she was wayne's!!! nothing to do with HIM!!"

"I wonder just how much he'd pay to have you back?" you cried out hissing as he cupped your jaw as it throbbed squeezing feeling the sting of your now split lip you moved making to strike him again, he grunted dodging then pulled back hitting you with the butt of his gun you screamed nearly collapsing vision going fuzzy at how hard you'd been hit, your captor let go only for you to be held up with a fist in your hair by the leader in front of you, you grabbed his hand clawing at it trying to get him off, they used your daze to escape dragging you from the restaurant, keeping everyone else at bay with guns aiming at them as they made it through the doors.you tired digging your heals in trying to stop them from taking you so easily but your feet dragged as more hands grabbed and tugged you trying to bundle you into the back of an all black suv.

You kicked screaming lashing out and twisting the one by your head got fed up grunting he spun around holding you in a choke hold and heaved you backwards into the car you screamed again louder then you ever had before you looked up crying out. You was silenced with one swift punch in the side of your head again knocking you out. You came to as you felt yourself being jerked around you groaned as the car you was in swerved violently to the right making you thump your head on the inside of the door,you hissed and groaned trying to blink away your confusion your head throbbed, everything was too much you couldnt make sense of where you was or what was going on, you bent to the side hanging your head off of the seat to the foot well heaving you felt like you was going to be sick. The men were shouting at one another panicked screaming filled the car as they was pointing the blame to one another.

"SHE IS WAYNE’S! FUCK SAKE JUST KEEP DRIVING, HE'S RIGHT BEHIND US GOGOGO!!" you cringed as the shouting continued hurting your head, so was the passing lights out side of the car, you closed your eyes trying to block out the noise snapping them open as you went sliding across the seat again as the car skidded around another corner, you covered your mouth trying to stop the bile from escaping as your stomach lurched again.

"Well he isn't shooting so maybe we can use her as a hostage" you hissed as your head moved to fast, trying to block out the shouting men who had forgotten you was there

"NO! if he sees her he will find a way to grab her.... this is the bat were talking about not some fucking cop!"

'bat? what are they talking about?' you thought still not thinking straight holding your head trying to stop it moving you noticed it was wet you pulled your hand back seeing blood had matted in your hair you panicked looking around seeing everyone hysterical. Then you moved slow looking out of the back window. you frowned

'what the fuck?' you winced as the car took another turn quickly gripping the back of the seat to stay still watching as the batmobile followed effortlessly. Then you heard it a loud crack in from above, everyone held their breath for a second.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING HERE? WHO IS THIS BITCH? GO FASTER! GO! GO! GO!" one screamed rocking forward willing the car to go faster as the driver floored it pushing the car faster.

"How does she know these guys?" another cried crawling across the seats in the car looking desperately threw the windows trying to locate who you assumed was superman considering there was only one man in the sky

"WE CANT OUT RUN HIM NO FUCKING WAY! DUMP HER!!"

"NO SHES OUR PAY DAY!""BOSS? WHAT DO WE DO?"

"...we have no choice.. DUMP HER SHE WILL GO UNDER THE BAT, SUPERMAN WILL INTERVENE WE COULD MAKE A RUN FOR IT!, OI TAKE THAT ALLEY THERE CHUCK HER OUT AIM FOR THE BATMOBILE!!" you panicked as the car turned again a small alley that the batmobile would just squeeze through.

"NO BOSS SHES OUR ONLY GUARANTEE WERE NOT GONNA BE SHOT AT!" you screamed loud as one of the men grabbed you pushing you against the door fiddling for the handle.

"NO NO PLEASE DON'T!" you screamed trying to fight against him.

"fuck this shes not worth it , drop the dead weight" the panicking man quickly lent over you opening the door

"NONONO SHES THE ONLY REASON HE'S NOT SHOOTING!!" it was to late you felt the door give behind you and he pushed you out quickly  you screamed as you fell from the car as it raced down the alley you grunted striking the tarmac winded as your back took the impact hard tearing the skin then bounced ragdolling over the concrete the last thing you remember was seeing glimpses of the stars and the screech of tires as the batmobile came hurtling towards you crying out and closing your eyes a loud crash was herd before nothing...

When you came to you groaned you was being held firm against a chest hushed voices spoke the first was behind you, you coud tell as they spoke it vibrated through you.

"Did you get them?"

"Yes they are at Gotham station... they wasn't targeting her specifically it was a last minute decision" you frowned a little recgonizing the voices

"Thank you, for coming if you hadn't then I'd have" the voice trailed off you felt the person behind you shake.

"Don't... don't do that to yourself, shes here and she'll live I'm sorry I didn't get there sooner"

"Is she ok?"

"Yes hearts a little fast but it always is....Get it checked out apart from that cuts and bruises mostly nothing broken but her ribs are cracked on the back, she's lucky she tucked her arms in and rolled, at that type of speed she could have done some real damage....Any way I'm needed elsewhere let me know how she gets on, call me if you need me I mean it Bruce"

'Bruce wha Where was Bruce?' your thoughts were interrupted as they continued talking

"I will thank you again I mean it.... I owe you" there was a small gust then you winced feeling something dabb against your head you hissed  trying to move away from the stinging

"No no stay still I’m not finished yet" you felt a small stinging tug on your head wound

"They will hold now and I will check them each day" your eyes tried to flutter open when you heard a hum of acknowledgment  from the person you was sitting on, opening your eyes slowly you looked straight at someone you thought you'd never see again.

"Al-Alfred?" you tried looking round then hissed as you moved your head bringing your hands up to it.

"I’m gonna be sick-" quickly a small metal Bin was pulled up from behind you and held under your head as you heaved into it you cried out moaning as the action pulled on your back, you felt the person you were sitting on slowly ruffle your hair at the base of your skull, you moaned resting your head on the bin closing your eyes.

"Miss Cooke? Y/n are you okay? is it just your head and back thats sore? nowhere else?" you looked down noticing you was in a mans tshirt and sweat pants then looked up slowly

"I- yeah what happened where are we? Who changed me?" you said looking around squinting at the bright lights that seemed to reflect of off what seemed like miles of glass. Alfred sighed packing up

"You don't remember? what was the last thing you remember?" you man behind you held his breath

"Concrete... and headlights a car? but-no it- bat-they were screaming about Batman" you closed your eye trying to remeber what had happened

"I don't- they argued and decided to throw me under the Batmobile.... that must have been the headlights,how? wh-whats going on?! I should be dead!" you panicked a little unsure of what had happened, Alfred took the Bin from your lap setting it on the floor and crouch in front of you holding your hands

"Shh its okay now your safe, everything's going to be fine I promise" he rubbed your hand a little then nodded over you before standing up taking the bin with him.

"I will give you two a minute" he said before making his way through a glass door and up some stairs. you frowned turning slowly trying not to hurt your aching head.

"Bruce? oh god!" you quickly latched onto him, he hugged you back tight tucking your head in his chest breathing you in kissing your head as you let go sobbing into him shaking as each sob wracked your body the anxiety and stress catching up to you, he moved you to straddle his thighs rocking with you slowly trying to calm you down.

"Shh its okay sweets, I've got you ,Ive got you babe your okay shh...Your okay love, I love you" he held you tight almost crushing you to his chest you hissed as he put a little to much pressure on your wounds pressing your head into the hard plastic shirt? you pulled back looking at him then focused your eyes on his chest. your eyes widened. No it couldn't, He couldn't be.

"what? what is-Bruce?" you questioned sniffling wiping the tears away to see clearer running your fingers across your lovers chest staring at the bat spread across it, your eyes searched his for answers. He looked guilty you hand kept running over the suits chest tracing and retracing the symbol, trying to let it sink in

"Y-you? Your batman?Bruce?" he nodded slightly casting a glance to his mask that was placed on the table beside you both your hand stopped moving as you saw the mask.

"Thats-this is why you disappear from bed at night? why you were so worried about me being out at night? and the reason you couldn't come to the dinner tonight? Because your out-" you waved a hand around

"Patrolling..yes" you took a deep breath cupping his face running your thumb across his jaw, he moved nuzzling into your hand just happy that you was alive here with him, part of him was worried that you would walk away being a billionaire was one thing but this might be your limit.

"Okay then" he gaped at you

"What?"

"It's okay Your batman that's okay we can work with this, what did you expect me to do?"

"Your not going to scream at me for lying,or tell me to stop...leave me?!" you looked at hims confused unable to tell if he was angry or worried. you shook your head at him.

"No, I can understand why you wouldn't have told me and I wont ask you to stop you save people I could never ask you to stop doing that, I wont leave you. I love you Bruce and this is a part of you, will I be worried when you leave at night? sure but its nothing I cant handle. I'm not going anywhere" he smiled bright going to hug you again

"ah! Babe-no that's hard and I ache" he stopped as you motioned to the suit standing up placing you on your feet you watched him curious then slowly reached out touching his cape letting your fingers glide across it a little then quickly pulled back blushing when he chuckled at you.

"What sweets?" you shrugged mouth going dry when you really looked at him and realized that he seemed much bigger and intimidating in his suit you flushed a little he cocked an eyebrow at you tilting his head.

"Nothing" you said slowly picking up his mask from the table running your fingers across it.

"No come on I haven't seen you go like this since you saw me in a tux"

"...I think I just started my list is all" you said letting your fingers skim his abdomen again he through his head back laughing then took his mask from you he took a step forward his voice deepening

"oh you like my suit do you? well i will definatly remember that" he said leaning down kissing you deep holding the back of your neck tilting your head a little to gain better access he quickly spun pressing you against the table beside you both you wince pulling away holding onto him with one hand the other going to your head.

"Shit I forgot are you okay?" you sighed

"Yes just a little fuzzy...dizzy and it hurts" he sighed calling for Alfred who seemed to pop up out of thin air

"Yes sir"

"Can you take her upstairs and help her head she needs some painkillers I will be up shortly" the butler nodded escorting you out of the bat cave once in the house he sat you on the sofa in front of a large TV showing the news he left for the kitchen.

"where are we Alfred?" he quickly got a glass of water and painkillers coming back toward you watching you look around the room glass on three sides with a room slap bang in the middle everything centered around it.

"This is one of Bruce's houses the glass lake house, not that you can see in now its to late. He thought we should bring you here instead of the main manor in case you didn't react well to his nightly ventures shall we say? I assume by the fact that you almost found your self ravaged in the cave that there isn't any problems between the two of you?" you blushed a little taking the pills he offered you.

"No Alfred there isn't I understand why he wouldn't have told me... and I suppose the boys are well you know?"Alfred's eyes widened not prepared for that before clearing his throat he nodded, there was no point in lying to you now he couldn't insult you like that.

"I'm proud of him even more now if that's possible.... besides a little secret between us I always though batman was hot" you giggled a little he chuckled sitting beside you

"Yes well lets not let him here that, we wouldn't want his head to get any bigger than it already is"

"Yes he wouldn't get his mask to fit" you leaned back into the seat a little you frowned as grainy footage was being played

"I-is that- Alfred is that what happened? is that me?" he looked at the screen seeing the nights events.

"Yes I’m afraid so, you was lucky Bruce called Superman to help he would have never forgiven himself if he had hit you" you watched as the footage was slowed down seeing you rolling from the car as the Batmobile skidded and swerved a little as it tried to stop then faster then you could blink superman was just there in front of you stopping the Batmobile in its tracks looking at you he nodding saying something to the Batmobile then shot off again as Bruce climbed out cradling you to him placing you in the back before taking off again. You heaved a sigh looking at Bruce who had just entered catching the last few seconds on the TV as the reporter then started explaining that the criminal's had been delivered to the police station by superman and no one knew who the victim was or where she had been taken.

"So that he was the other person." both males looked at you

"Downstairs I heard two voices, I suppose it was Superman?" Bruce nodded

"He saved your life, he also said your ribs are cracked and your heart was fast other then that no serious injuries" you nodded hoping the others were okay.

"Shit! Ring! who changed me? where is it? a ring there was a ring in my spanx?!" Alfred smile pulling it out of his breast pocket

"Would this be it?" you relaxed

"Yes, Its Lilly's engagement ring they were stealing jewelry so I hid it for her" Bruce sat down beside you one arm across the back of the sofa leaning close against you.

"You stuffed it in your spanx?" he asked with a laugh you blushed

"Well I didn't have pockets?! most dresses don't have any! I mean where else was I meant to put up my ass?!" you said defending yourself shaking your head.

"Men!"

"You can text tom on my phone here" he said giving it you, you quickly typed in a message reading it out to Bruce so he knew your cover story, that batman had recognized you and took you to Wayne manor on your request and that you was okay minor scraps and bruises but would take a few days off and also that you still had the ring. Bruce nodded pulling you to lean on him just needing to touch you after being so close to loosening you it got him thinking again

"Sweets?"

"Yeah?"

"Move in with me" you leaned back from him a little placing a hand on his leg

"What?" he faced you

"I'm serious, I want you and Jack to move in with me theres nowhere safer, you know now and you haven't walked away. Your the only one for me and I don't see the point of us living apart anymore, eventually your going to move in so why wait? I love you one day I'm gonna marry you but for now move in." you gaped at him shocked at the sincerity in his voice your face softened you rubbed along his leg, It did make sense now that you knew who he was, that must have counted for something you felt your heart swell as he mentioned marriage but you wont let yourself get to excited yet but you would give this a go, you practically live there anyway.

"Fine I see your point, but I will help around the place and i want to help towards the bills" he leaned down kissing you softly

"Great you can move in this weekend Alfred do you still have the movers number?

""Yes sir i will call them tomorrow morning - well later today for you" Bruce smile thanking him

"Bruce didn't you hear me I want to help with the bills" he ignored you

"I'm sorry what? No I just heard you say you'll move in nothing after that." he winked you sighed

"I said I’m helping!"

"Alfred did you hear that? I swore I heard something but I'm not quite sure?"

"Could have been the wind sir"

"ALFRED?! not you to?" he smirked at Bruce who laughed loud

"Hey you can have one of the studies, making into your own private little reading room or art studio"

"The one on the west wing would do sir it has good light and beautiful view over the grounds and a large fireplace

""Thank you Alfred, as soon as your moved in you can decorate it however you like" you deadpanned at him

"your not going to let me help out at all are you?" he shook his head at you making you sigh Alfred on the other hand was ecstatic to have a lady in the house it had been to long since there was a feminine touch to the manor.  "Finally someone sensible in the house!" you giggled at Alfred's giddy expression before he cleared his throat 

"Well- excuse me now you should relax you cant sleep after hitting your head so many times so I suggest watching some tv, I'm going to go get some sleep, If you do decide to entertain one another please bare in mind that the walls are all glass... for Y/n sake more than yours sir." you blushed as Bruce waved him off as he left. once alone you both became quiet it was Bruce who broke the silence

"I'm sorry"

"What? What are you sorry for?"

"I wasn't fast enough, I couldn't get there in time. I heard your screams, didn't know it was you but when I got to the restaurant your friends they were screaming at the police that it was you. My heart stopped thats why I called in Superman I couldn't risk you, not for a second and in the end it was me who nearly killed you."

"You didn't throw me from that car Bruce love come on it was you who saved me love, like you said you didn't want any risk so called in back up, and it was the back up you called in who stopped the car-" he gave an indignant look

"Batmobile what ever point is he wouldn't have been there if you hadn't called him its over anyway and as of the weekend I will be safe and sound in the manor waiting for you and the boys to come home every night."he gasped at you going to argue over the boys you placed a finger to his lips

"I already worked it out Alfred had the decency not to lie to me when I asked and I hope you do to, I love you don't dwell on all the could have's okay?" he smiled nodding you snuggled into him more wincing a bit then began surfing through the channels hunkering down for the remainder of the night.