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julieee404 · 1 month ago

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Kinktober day thirteen!!

"So who is better? The showerhead or me?"

❥ Shower sex, shower head ❥ Mattheo Riddle

POV: You were home alone standing under the shower, after a while you started to pleasure yourself with the showerhead. Completely forgetting about your movie night date with your boyfriend.

Trigger warnings: P in V, unprotected sex, Inappropriate use of a shower head, swear words.

It was cold, mid-October and it was frigid. It might have been the fact that I spent the entire day at my desk diamond painting instead of moving around but the cold had seeped into my bones.

Didn't matter that I was wearing leggings and sweatpants or 3 different jumpers. Sighing I finally stood up from my desk and walked to my kitchen putting on the kettle hoping some warm tea would warm me up.

In the meantime I decided to take a shower, leaving my kitchen I passed my cat and gave her a soft rub before going into my bathroom and closing the door to keep the warmth that would come from the shower in the room.

Turning the shower on I hesitated pulling my clothes off knowing I would hate the cold I'd have to step into. I grit my teeth and undressed gasping as the cold hit my skin, so I hurried up immediately getting under the shower.

I let out a sigh of relief as the hot water streamed over my cold body. I turned the temperature up higher, smiling as I thought about how Mattheo would complain I was burning him alive when I did that when we showered together.

While I was washing my hair and body my thoughts kept going back to Mattheo. I felt my body heating up differently as I thought about him, and more specifically his naked body under the shower with me.

I grabbed the shower head from his stand and turned the heat down a little bit, pressing a button on the shower head it went into massage mode. My legs spread and I put the showerhead between my legs.

They trembled as the water hid my clit deliciously and I let out a soft moan as I started to pleasure myself with the showerhead.

Since I had been so distracted I had completely forgotten about the movie date night Mattheo and I had planned. Mattheo knocked on my front door but since I was under the shower I didn't hear him.

He frowned but thought I was most likely listening to music so he grabbed the key he had of my apartment and opened the door, putting the snacks he had taken with him on my couch and giving my cat some belly rubs as she meowed at him.

Mattheo heard the shower run and smiled softly, knowing the date must have slipped my mind. He walked up to the bathroom and was about to knock when he heard me moan softly. It made him frown and he opened the door stepping inside and closing it.

He looked at me surprised when he saw me pleasuring myself with the showerhead before a relieved smile spread over his face.

I was so consumed by the pleasure the water stream was giving me that I didn't hear him come in.

Mattheo smirked and undressed, silently walking up to me. I gasped as I felt someone press against my back and my approaching orgasm was ripped away from me at the shock.

I was about to scream when I heard Mattheo's voice whisper in my ear "Forgot about our movie date night love?" My eyes widened and his hands held onto my waist.

His member was poking into my back, he was clearly turned on. I looked over my shoulder at him "I'm sorry love" I said a bit ashamed of myself for forgetting once again.

Mattheo smiled and gave my mouth a soft kiss "You know I don't mind love, it's a part of you and I love you."

I smiled and kissed him back finding this really sweet. He broke away from the kiss and raised an eyebrow at me "Now you looked like you were enjoying yourself." I blushed a deep shade of red.

He lowered his voice and whispered in my ear "Does it make you feel better then I do? Make you cum harder than I can?" I hadn't expected him to ask that so I was speechless much to his dislike.

"I guess we'll find out." He said with a smirk gently taking the showerhead from my hands and with his free hand he pulled my back against his chest. That hand crept down my body. Holding my lips open so my clit was exposed to the cold air.

I whined which made him chuckle. He angled the showerhead and the waterstream hit my clit spot-on. I squealed and tried to get away. His grip was way too tight though so it didn't matter. He slowly started making the water hit my clit in circles.

I let out little moans and turned my head hiding it in his chest. He chuckled and kissed my exposed neck.

My high was approaching quickly and my hips bucked. He chuckled and continued to assault my clit until I came over the edge with a slight scream. He took the showerhead away hung it back on the wall and put it back in its normal mode. Making the warm water cascade over us again.

I leaned into his chest coming down from my high slowly. He ran his fingers through my hair "Shh honey shh." He turned me around so my front was against his chest. "Now let's see how well I make you cum huh?" He said more than asked.

He lifted me up and I put my legs around his waist. His cock was laying on my cunt and belly. I let out a protesting whine as he pressed my back against the cold wall and I glared up at him making him laugh softly.

He moved me up slightly and slid into me in one clean stroke. I moaned and clenched down around him making him groan. "Fuck love you're gonna make me cum before I even move if you keep doing that."

I smiled up at him and gave him a kiss, his face softened and he gave me a kiss back "Love you darling" he said softly before he started to move.

Moans were leaving my mouth as he pounded into me quickly, intent on making me cum as quickly as he could.

His thrusts were thrusting me into another world full of pleasure and ecstasy. My nails scratched his back which made him growl and fasten his pace.

One of his hands slit between us and started to rub my clit making me squeal in surprise, the squeal turning into moans.

"That's it love come on my cock" I let out a high-pitched moan turning scream and came onto his cock, clenching around his length. "Fuck love you're milking me" Mattheo said speeding up his pace and searching for his own high.

He moaned lowly and released into me, his hips stuttering before coming to a stop. He pulled out of me and put me on the ground, grabbing the shower head to clean me up.

I let out a whine of protest as the stream made contact with me, already incredibly sensitive "I'm sorry love, just cleaning you up I promise" He said softly kissing my temple.

Afterwards, he turned the shower off and dried both of us before we got dressed in warm clothes.

I settled on the couch with my cat while he turned on the kettle again, the water I had heated before my shower already having cooled down.

He handed me a cup and sat down next to me. "So love who is better? The showerhead or me?" He asked me with a cheeky grin. I smiled at him "You are love."

He kissed my temple and pulled me closer making my cat meow in protest at being shifted. Mattheo looked down at me "I love you, darling."

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loganlermanstanaccount · 2 years ago

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Meet the Millers (part 1)

Neighbourhood dilf!Joel Miller x Reader

(AO3 mirror) TLOU Masterlist

summary: Your neighbour, Joel Miller, has always caught your eye. After a perfect storm of events, you end up in his house. Or more accurately, in his bed.

warnings: pwp, at least half of this is just smut, fingering, grinding, squirting, dirty talk, eventual fwb, reader and Joel are oblivious asf, a bit of angst (bc i love any excuse for angst). 18+ Minors DNI

a/n: this will be a (short) series! lowkey just an excuse for me to write fwb!Joel lmao. Also, don’t look too closely: it's an au set in 2004 cuz I said so.

wc: 4k

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He knows exactly what he's doing. Joel Miller on Mrs Harris’ porch, in a tank top and snug jeans, wiping the sweat of his brow. Fucking delicious in the hot summer air.

You're not watching, of course. Just…. checking the mailbox. It's not an excuse to see the way his arms ripple as he tugs at the cord of the lawnmower, or how his tanned back flexes in the sun. Nope. Not at all.

You sidle up to the mailbox, giving discreet glances at Joel on the porch opposite. The rip and roar of the lawnmower is so loud, you barely hear him call out to you.

"Hey neighbour!" He calls, giving you a wave. The hem of his shirt slides up to reveal his v-line. You make a point to keep your eyes upwards.

"Hey yourself!" You open up the mailbox to find a couple of letters. Perfect for pretending like you weren't ogling the man opposite a mere few metres away. Unbeknownst to you, he chuckles at your attempt to distract yourself from him. He thinks it's cute. He jogs across the road.

"I got something for you," Your eyes practically bulge out your head. "Think Sarah took your spare keys by accident." Oh. Oh. She'd been coming over to feed your cat for a couple weeks, whilst you were away. Procrastinating, as usual, you'd been putting off getting your keys back for the past week.

~~~

You'd moved in about six months ago. As someone who worked from home, you'd quickly built an odd routine. Joel was in the same boat: a contractor, working odd hours, some days at home and some days working from 8am to 8pm. As a new neighbour, you tried not to make a splash - quiet and respectful in the quiet Texan suburb. No kids, no husband - just you and your cat, Arlo.

You didn't ask for him in your life: sometimes seeing Joel in his yard or packing up his truck. Occasionally, you'd pass each other picking up the morning paper, or late at night after your runs. Sarah was the one to say hi first, complimenting your clothes just before a night out. You're waiting for a cab on the front porch when you see her.

"Hey neighbour!" She called, her dad behind her slamming the boot in a huff.

You wave back, dolled up in a little black dress and probably a little too much makeup. "Hey, yourself!"

She jogs towards you. "God, that is a cute dress! I've been bugging my dad for ages to let me get one just like it, where's it from?" She knocks you off guard, stuttering as you tell her the brand.

"Thanks, it's not too expensive either, and it has pockets ," Despite yourself, you give her a twirl, showing off its hidden feature.

"No freakin' way!" Sarah smiles warmly, hand on your arm and introduces herself. "Sarah. We met at the potluck a couple weeks ago."

You furrow your brow. "Oh, the Millers! Of course, you brought the veggie hotdogs and grilled kebabs."

She nods. "We haven't had the chance to say hi yet! My dad, Joel…" she turns to wave at the man who stands at the car, arms crossed like a gruff bulldog. "...he's not the friendliest. But Mrs Harris, next to us, says you came round and took a look at her computer. She said it was half dead and you fixed it up for her; you… work at a fancy tech company and you're really good at that stuff? So, I've got a weird question to ask."

"We were wondering if you could have a look at our new computer for us? I think we messed it up trying to set up and it keeps coming up with this blank blue screen…. no pressure of course! A-And we'll pay you in pancakes and coffee!" The young girl seems jittery, bouncing on the balls of her feet. You can't say no to her.

"S-sure. I've got some time, tomorrow morning. Let's say… after 9? If that's okay with your dad."

She squeals, almost knocking you over in a frantic hug. "Thank you, thank you! Dad? Dad, guess what…?"

She bounds off into her Dad's arms, excitedly babbling about your conversation. You chuckle to yourself in the light of the streetlamps. You'd noticed him around, of course. He's the only one on your street the same age as you: the rest were old and retired. At the potluck, he manned the grill, reserved but skilful. A man of few words, but Joel Miller laughed and smiled like a hyena around his daughter. It was sweet. You were happy to help.

The morning after, you felt rough, admittedly. Technically, you'd gone out for networking - strictly business. But one work drink turned into two, two turned into three; and then you were downing shots until 3 in the morning. The pounding headache at your temples seemed punishment enough. Shit. The time.

You get to Joel's at 15 past 9, impressive considering that you were in bed 10 minutes ago. You're dressed in a light sundress and slippers, standing on the doorstep. You knock, and Joel opens the door: scruffy and in a t-shirt and low gray joggers. There's the scruff of a 5 o'clock shadow on his face; making him look rugged and good in the morning light. You're imagining how it would feel on your thighs, rough beard scratching at the plush skin, dragging your sweet cunt on the apex of his nose…..

"Sarah's upstairs," He clears his throat, morning voice low and gruff.

"I'm not too early? Looks like I woke you up." You walk in and he points you up the stairs.

"S'alright sweetheart. It's not a bad view to wake up to."

You almost trip up the stairs at the implication. Joel's behind you, hand steady at the crook of your back to stop you from falling.

"I j-just meant getting our computer fixed. Sarah's been so excited and I'm not good at that kinda thing…"

"I get it. You're okay." You chuckle. He's beautifully flushed, hand snaking around the back of his neck to scratch at it nervously. "But is this all okay with you? She kinda ambushed me yesterday, and I can't make any promises-"

"-she tends to do that. She looks at you with those big brown eyes and then all of a sudden…." ...you're in your hot neighbour's house, on your hands and knees. To fix his computer, of course. "That's my Sarah. I'd be more scared if she wasn't my own."

You like her. She's buzzing through her door when you walk up the stairs, excited. She grabs your hand and leads you to Joel's office. "Morning! So, I've been fiddling around with the parts but I can't get her to turn on…"

"Her?" You laugh.

"Her name is Carol, and she's basically my kid." She kneels at the wires under the desk. "Dad had no clue how to set this up so, of course, I had to do everything. See, with this cord…"

She chatters as she explains her process. You find out she's funny, and bright: a smart young kid who sourced most of the materials herself. Frankly, she reminds you of yourself; a young upstart in college looking for an explosive new career. Under his desk, you trace the cables and explain what they all do, peeling back the clunky tower to find the source of the problem. Sarah listens, intently, asking you questions about how it all works - clearly inquisitive. Joel watches at the doorway, equally enraptured. The technical details all go over his head, but he softens when he sees Sarah so free with you. You laugh at her jokes and indulge all her questions, no matter how small. You are kind and patient with her, refusing to be patronising; engaging her at her own level.

When you finish up, Joel calls you downstairs for coffee and pancakes, as promised. Sarah races down the stairs, and you trail behind her. From the kitchen, Joel likes the way you look in his home, in a pretty dress and a smile on your face. He shakes the sudden thought out of his head.

"Dad, I swear to god, Lindsey's not gonna believe it. She told me about MySpace, but she didn't think I'd actually do it-"

"Lindsey? S'that the girl who came to your party, the one with the buck teeth?" He says, between mouthfuls of pancakes.

"That's Linda, Lindsey's-"

"The one in your math class, right? With the-" You put your hands up by head to mimic horns, pulling a face that makes her laugh. It makes him laugh, too.

It's been a couple of hours, when you get back home. You collapse on the couch, warm and content. It becomes the beginning of a gentle back and forth with the Millers.

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"You alright there, sweetheart?"

You've spaced out on Joel's sofa. Joel’s by the kitchen island, rummaging around the drawers and running a lazy hand through his locks. With the way his arms flex and stretch with ease, you’re left practically drooling; head swimming with all the ways you could make his legs buckle, or how his hand would feel between your thighs, or…

He cocks his head to the side in amusement. “Think I lost you again.”

Embarrassed, you cringe into yourself. “Sorry, Joel. Just thinking.”

“....about?” He prompts.

“Work. Mostly.” You lie. “Sarah, too. Thinking about if she knows you whore yourself out to the neighbours like this.”

“I don’t know what you mean.” He keep his head down, pointedly.

“... I bet Mrs Harris enjoys the view, then.” You say it under your breath, but he hears and laughs. Quiet, at first and then roaring; laughing so hard tears form at his eyes.

“You're gonna kill me, sweetheart .” he laughs.

Time and time again, the pet name makes something at the pit of your stomach bubble. At first, you thought it was Southern hospitality, something you weren’t used to before moving down here. The doll’ s and the bless ‘yer heart ’s rolled off your back coming from everyone else; at the grocery store, grabbing lunch, at the bank. But coming from Joel : with a warmth that knocks you over every time? It would be the death of you, you’re sure.

“What’s she payin’ you, then?”

His back is turned now, head into the depths of a cupboard. “..just needed to get out the house. M’goin’ crazy in here.”

You hum. “It’s quiet downtown?”

“Too quiet. The Kier contract finished a while ago, and now m’just twiddling my thumbs waiting for another one to tide me over.” He peeks out from the wooden frame. “I think I’m actually bored without Sarah.”

You giggle. God, he was such a softie. A couple days of Sarah at a summer camp and Joel seemed to be bouncing off the walls already. It was cute, even if the deep furrows in his brow made him look so frustrated. “I think if she heard that she wouldn’t let me live it down.”

You’re up now, palms dragging along the surface of the counter, a grin as big as a dinner plate plastered on your face. “Wouldn’t it be such a shame if someone were to tell her…”

He stops, dead still. “You wouldn’t dare.”

You get a little closer. “I would.”

He narrows his eyes as you step closer, until the tips of your noses almost brush together. “You-”

“- would. ” You say, barely a whisper. Thick, long eyelashes frame the chocolate brown of his eyes: stormy, lidded. You can't help it, in the tension. Your own eyes flick towards his lips and you bite down words that are a little… inappropriate.

Instead, you tap the drawer by your hip and open it up to a tray of knick knacks. In the rough and tangle, your spare keys sit squarely in the nest. Joel grabs them and takes your hand, softly, to put them in your palm.

"You wanna stay? For a drink?"

You cut the air with melodious laughter. "It's 11am, Joel."

Indifferent, he shrugs. "I've got some beer in the fridge, and an empty house. Could do with some good company…"

"...why not?" You smile.

You sit on a battered loveseat outside, on his deck. The sun is shining, the sliding door open, and you're nestled in the cushions next to Joel. He sits closer than expected, a lazy arm draped on the back of the furniture and the other swigging a cold beer. You place yours in the gap of your lap, giggling at the way he clinks your bottles together. He makes you feel like a teenager, the meat of your thighs peeking out from your shorts and touching the cool glass.

"Didn't think I'd see you out this morning.

"And why's that?" You ask.

"Would'a thought you'd be nursing a pretty mean hangover." He shrugs.

"Ummm…?"

"I saw you last night," He explains. "Real late, stumblin' out of a taxi. You were wearing a different dress to the last time, so I just thought-"

"Well, last time it was work drinks."

"S'always work drinks, sweetheart." Your heart goes thud-thud. Sweetheart.

"Last night, it was a date." You see him clench his jaw and tense up slightly.

"...But?" He prompts, taking a long swig of his beer.

"But…" You sigh. "I got stood up."

He almost does a spit take, choking on his drink. His eyebrows are raised, confused. " Seriously? "

"Seriously." You deadpan. "Probably should've known. He sounded weird on the phone a couple of days before…"

"-He didn't call you right before your date?"

" God Joel , I know how it sounds, okay? Thought I was overreacting but I guess I'm not good at seeing red flags."

He deliberates for a moment. "Yeah, me neither."

It's your turn to be confused, and so he clarifies. "Sarah's mom."

Your mouth forms a silent Oh , in realisation. You put a hand on his arm, that flopped down by your side. "Was it just you and her in the beginning?"

"Me and Sarah? Sure feels like it." He mumbles. "But I wouldn't have it any other way."

"She's a good kid." You say softly. "You did good."

He grunts in affirmation before turning to you. "You're probably the smartest person I know. Sarah looks up to you for good reason. You dodged a bullet. That dickbag doesn't know what he's missing."

"Thanks, Joel." And then you titter, softly. "Would've been nice to get laid, though."

He makes a face you can't quite read, so you nudge him with your elbow. "Not like that! It's just been a while with work and-"

"You're okay, sweetheart." He smiles with a faraway look in his eyes. Unceremoniously, he downs the rest of his beer, and says something you don't quite hear.

"I could help with that." He tucks away your hair absentmindedly, and rests his hand by your cheek.

"Huh?" You almost splutter. It comes out like an unintelligible garble.

"I could make you feel good." A little louder this time, but low and sultry. The tips of his fingers brush your cheek. Honestly, it makes you short circuit, overloading your brain with a million ways to interpret his words. He takes your silence for a no.

Apologetically, he says, "Forget I said anythin’-"

You kiss him, impossibly soft at first. You lean into one another, gulping down air with the way your chest pounds. It could be the beer, or Joel, but you feel light-headed when you separate. He stays close, thumb on your chin and never once breaks eye contact.

"Need to hear you say it." He strains.

From your mouth comes the three words it feels like he's been waiting a lifetime for. You chew your lip, but without missing a beat you say what you both need to hear. " I want you ."

He crashes his lips to yours this time, sloppy and needy and desperate. You want to swallow him whole, warmth radiating off you both. You're not thinking when you clamber onto his lap, dragging your pussy on his jeans. Groaning, he separates like it's all too much.

" F-fuck, sweetheart. "

You're sure it's suggestive, in tiny sleep shorts and no bra, eaten up in a large t-shirt. The material of your panties have been swallowed up by your cunt, soaking wet. You need his hands on you, but he seems surprisingly chaste - having them rest on your back for now. Smiling into the kiss, you tug them lower and he squeezes the plush of your ass in response. You reward him with a moan and the delicious roll of your hips in his lap. Joel’s rock hard in his jeans, and you savor the feeling of it against your pussy.

“Want you to be more specific, doll. What do you want?” He pauses to nip at the juncture of your neck, leaving wet kisses in his wake. You can’t think properly with the way his hands knead at your hips and your ass; strong, rough palms brushing against your skin under your shirt.

Without thinking, you croak. “Y-your hands. Need your fingers in me.”

He groans, hips jumping up at your words, and then takes a moment with his head on your shoulder. Cursing, he lifts you up with ease so you're on his lap facing the garden.

He slaps a big palm on the crotch of your shorts, making you jump. One strong around your waist, the others strums at your clothed cunt - rubbing you until you're soaked through. You turn your neck as much as you can to suck hickeys into the base of his neck. Flushed, you realise just how exposed you two are: with the slatted wooden fence barely covering you from view. All your neighbours had to do was step out into their gardens to see you writhing on Joel's lap. Against all reason, the thought makes you wetter, and you whine.

Ever perceptive, Joel traces his hand around the waistband of your shorts. "You like this, don't you darlin'?"

You whine when he dips his hand lower, barely glancing your clit. "F-Fuck… don't know.. what you're talking 'bout."

His other hand snakes under your shirt, slowly but surely brushing against the apex of your nipples. "That someone could see us…"

"N-no, Joel-"

"That someone could see you fucked out on my lap like this. Like a dirty slut…"

"J-Joel-"

"Can't go saying my name like that, sweetheart. Someone might hear you," He wrenches your legs open with his knees and finally, finally, circles your clit quicker. " Fuck, fuuuck, listen to how wet you are f'me. Prettiest fuckin' whore this side of town.…you make the prettiest noises.."

It's not fair, really. He kneads at your tits, sending pleasure up your spine at the way he manhandles you. He slips a thick finger into your hole and you clench at the stretch. The bulge of his cock rocking into your ass, his fingers at your pussy, and a hand pawing at your tits? You had no chance.

"M'gonna cum, fuck , Joel m'gonna.."

"Cum for me, sweetheart."

His voice is low and tender, and pushes you off the edge. With a moan, your walls clamp down onto his finger, and you see white in the heat of your orgasm. It's been a while since you've cummed; usually a desperate hand in your pussy for a quickie every now and then; but the feeling is amplified 10 times as much with Joel whispering obscenities into your ear. You shake with the aftermath and pull him into a deep kiss.

"You ok?" He asks, the concern making you laugh after the filth he had been saying mere seconds ago. You nod, smiling warmly at him in the morning sun. He gives you another kiss and then you jump as he slips another finger in you.

"Wanna give you another one," Eyes lidded, he slows, waiting for permission. "And another, and another. As many as you'll let me."

You nod, gently, and he picks up the pace. His fingers go in and out of your sopping hole, thumb tightly on your clit. Joel's fingers are magical - unwavering and hitting all the right spots. He plays you like a guitar, listening for your moans and the way your body reacts - strumming this way and that to get you to orgasm. And you do, again, but gentler; bliss washing over you like the tide.

He's your neighbour, and you've never seen him like this: in a trance-like state, moulded into you and hellbent on your pleasure. All you can do is sink into his embrace, drunk on him and the way his lips taste - beer and breathmints - in the airy light of the morning.

He's coaxing you through your third orgasm when you feel it, a pressure just behind your swollen clit. Joel notices the way your legs shiver and the subtle shake of your hips.

"You're so beautiful." He says, pumping faster. "Knew it when I saw you in that little dress, tits spillin' out and I knew it when I saw you today. You look so good with my hand buried in your cunt, humpin' my lap like a bitch in heat..."

"J-Joel I can't…"

"You can, baby, jus' one more."

"I can't.."

"So, so close for me, please . Cum on my fingers f'me, sweetheart , please -"

With a sob, you clamp down on his fingers once more. Your orgasm ripples down your body, like a tight thread snapped in a split second. Liquid gushes from your cunt; so much his hand and your shorts are covered in it. Did you just…? The pressure at the base of your stomach peters off, and Joel talks you through it.

He covers you in kisses at the apples of your cheek, your forehead, anywhere he can reach. "Did so good f'me. You're such a good girl, baby."

You whine when he separates his hand from your slick. Groaning, he brings his fingers to his lips and licks them clean; of which his fervor makes you dizzy. All you can do is watch, exhausted but satisfied, through lidded eyes. He rubs your knee with his other hand.

"Let's get you cleaned up." Nonchalant, like it's the most obvious thing in the world. You bury your head in the crook of his shoulder, embarrassed at the mess you've made. Joel only laughs, squeezing you into a hug.

~~~

Simply put, he's a gentleman; making you feel completely at ease. He urges you towards a hot shower, with a change of clothes folded neatly by the door. It's his clothes - Sarah's were too small to fit - and they're big but familiar on your body. You traipse down the stairs in Joel's old sweats and a flannel, padding into the kitchen. Joel's at the hob, wearing a new t-shirt and loose tartan bottoms. You try not to think about how he was almost elbow deep in your pussy not too long ago. Or how he made you see stars more times in an hour than you have in months .

"Just made lunch." He stirs at the pot on the stove. You sidle up to him, close but careful. He dips in a finger to the sauce he's making. "Pasta. Think it's missing something, though."

Without thinking, you hold his hands to your lips and suck the sauce off his finger. "More salt, maybe?"

He looks a little dumbfounded. Oh. Oh. God, you can't help it when he looks like that, stormy and brooding and…

"More salt it is, then. You could help me finish it? I can put on a movie or somethin’."

You want to, you really do. It would be like heaven with your head on Joel Miller's shoulder, on the sofa - seeing him soft and domestic . Like a relationship.

"I should head home, I think." You don't exactly know the etiquette for one night stands. "Next time."

To be honest, you didn't even know if this counted as a one night stand? Just sex? Friends with benefits? Would there even be a next time?

His smile seems rueful for a second before he nods.

"Next time, sweetheart."

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hunterwritings · 1 year ago

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bandages | miguel o'hara

summary: you love putting cute bandages on Miguel's scratches

warnings: small mention of blood | wc: 1100

notes: bubbly!reader :) | taglist: @heythere525 @whimsiecat @skeletonfromthecloset

requested by @heythere525 right here

"That took a lot longer than expected." You laughed as you walked next to Miguel, who only grunted in response. "Please don't tell me there's more work to do today." You groaned as you saw him walk over to observe something on a hologram.

"No, I'm just checking something." He replies.

"Thank god, I'm exhausted." You say, leaning your head against his side.

He turns off the hologram and wraps his arm around your side, softly rubbing up and down on your arm.

"Let's just go to bed now, I really doubt I can stay up much longer." You say, yawning and dramatically stretching your arms out.

"Maybe that's a good idea." He grumbles, turning to you.

"Wow, I don't even have to convince you. You must be really tired." You laughed, holding your hands on your hips. You swore you could see a smile on the edge of his lips as he sauntered towards you.

When he came closer to you, you could see that his face was a bit roughened up and he had a few cuts and scratches on his skin.

"No, you need a band aid or something. Leaving it open could get it infected." You said, walking past him and jumping down from the tall platform and swinging down to the ground. You walked over to a small box in the wall, hitting it open and grabbing a small lunch box out of it. You smiled as you saw the box and swung back up to where Miguel was standing.

"Oh Miguel, you have a cut on your nose." You say, reaching your hands up and cupping his face. You brought a finger up to the cut and wiped away a small amount of blood into your middle finger.

"It's nothing, don't worry about it." He tries to brush it off.

"Good news, bad news." You smiled as you held the box in front of you as he stood in front of you, hands at his hips.

"I do have band aids, but they are Hello Kitty ones." You say, opening up the box and holding a box of bandages with a cartoon cat on the front.

"Oh my God, why don't we just buy normal bad aids?" He asks, holding his fingers between his eyes.

"What? Because these are cute!" You rhetorically reply.

"I really don't need a band aid-" He began saying but you shake your head as you grab his hand and lead his to his desk.

"Nope, can't back out of this one, big guy." You say, sitting him down in his chair as you hop up and sit on his desk.

"You don't have to keep it on long, just for the night, okay?" You add, opening the box with a smile.

You rip open one of the band aids and slowly pull back the paper on it to softly place on Miguel's nose, covering the obvious cut. "Aww, my boy is so cute!" You giggle, holding his face in your hands. He just grumbled and laid his large hands on top of yours. You smile widely as you lean forward and press a soft kiss against the band aid. The muscles on his face relax as his hands fall to your thighs and he closes his eyes.

"Don't act like you aren't enjoying this." He says with his eyebrows furrowed.

"Oh, I'm definitely enjoying this." You smile genuinely and Miguel exhales as he smiles slightly.

"He Miguel! We have a quick question." Gwen said as she swung up to the platform, along with the other spider teens behind her. They all stop as Miguel snaps his head around to glare at them, you had to hold a hand to your mouth to contain your laughter.

"Oi, is that a Hello Kitty plaster on your nose?" Hobie snorts as he shakes his head. Miles and Pavitr snickered behind him.

"Get out of here!" Miguel yells.

"Don't worry kids, Miguel will get back to you soo. I've just got to patch him up a bit." You couldn't contain your laughter and chuckled as Miguel glanced back at you like you had betrayed him.

"Yeah, you got it." Gwen smirked as she tried pushing the rest of them back, laughs echoing from them as they leave.

Miguel turned back to you, eyebrows furrowed and a large frown on his face.

"This was all a plot by by you, wasn't it?" He says.

You held your stomach as you laugh and lean forward. "Oh my God, I wish I could take credit for that." You wiped tears of laughter from your eyes.

"I can't believe you'd do this to me." He sarcastically says as he gets up and turns away. "Aw c'mon! It was funny baby!" You say, jumping up from his desk and walking to him.

"Don't be embarrassed." You say.

"I'm not embarrassed." He grumbles.

"Oh really? Then why are you so upset?" You ask, tilting your head. He doesn't respond.

"It's not like they are going to say anything to anyone, I'm sure they're too scared of you to do that." You say, grabbing a hold of his hand and pulling to turn him to face you. "I still think you're adorable." You add, grabbing his face once again between your hands. He inhales deeply and exhales as he looks down at you.

"You don't have to keep the band aid on if you don't want." You add, shrugging your shoulders.

"Well, I don't want it getting infected, y'know?" He smirks and you smile up at him widely. You jumped up and wrapped your legs around his waist and wrapped your arms around his shoulders. "I knew you liked it." You whispered before pressing your lips against his lips.

"I don't." He responds as he pulls away from your lips for a second. You roll your eyes before kissing him again.

He moved his arms from beneath your legs to rest on your sides. When he gripped your thighs, you winced and pulled away from him. Miguel's expression immediately switched as he set you down on your feet softly.

"What is it? What's wrong?" He quickly asks, his eyes scanning your entire body.

"Heh, I guess I got scratched up too." You say, turning to see a couple rips in the side of your suit with some cuts on your skin.

"Let's get you to the med bay." He says, bringing up his watch to alert people at the med bay.

"You think Hello Kitty will fix this?" You joke and Miguel actually laughs.

"No, I don't think she can."

#— hunterwritings #hunterwritings #atsv #miguel o'hara #across the spiderverse #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel spiderverse #miguel o'hara x spiderwoman!reader #miguel o'hara x you #atsv x reader

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abiiors · 2 years ago

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Wired Autocomplete

Matty Healy Drabble (fem! reader)

A/N: Definitely did not procrastinate by watching a shit tonne of these interviews in the name of “research”

There’s the use of Y/n a lot of times. Sorry, it’s based on the wired interview. I can’t really find a way around using it.

This is based on an ask! (My requests are open)

‘Does Matty Healy…write his songs?’ That’s how the interview starts.

‘Yes he does,’ you both say in response at the same time.

‘He leaves his moleskins lying around all the time,’ you add on. Then you give him a theatrical side-eye, ‘drives me crazy, really.’

‘What?! You love peeking at my unfinished lyrics!’

You laugh and pick up your board again.

‘Does Y/N Y/LN…have a boyfriend?’

You both look at each other and then look straight into the camera. It’s freaky how you share one braincell sometimes because what comes out of both of your mouths is a single, deadpanned ‘No’

‘We’re best friends really,’ he continues, in all his mock seriousness.

‘Roommates even,’ you add.

It’s all in good fun, however. Your relationship is not exactly private, has never been very private. You both love to show each other off whenever you get the chance. Still, some people really do live under the rock…

‘Has Matty Healy…acted?’

His eyes go wide as he quickly says no. A bit too quick… Meanwhile, you make wild gestures at the camera, stage whisper “Waterloo Road” until he puts a hand over your mouth and both of you end up giggling like idiots.

There are a few more questions after that about his music. Then there are a few more about your career and your life outside of the spotlight. It’s instantly noticeable to you how seriously he answers questions about his music. That’s definitely one of his most endearing qualities. Soon, that section is over and he picks up the next board.

‘Up first,’ he announces and you do a small drumroll with your finger. ‘Is Matty Healy…gay?’

‘Aren’t we all,’ he replies. The crew laugh at that but of course, you knew that’s how he was going to answer that question.

‘Is Y/N Y/L/N,’ you rip off the tape with a flourish, ‘...a singer?’

‘Uh…’

‘You should hear her in the shower, mate,’ he says with all seriousness, ‘the voice of an angel.’ The hint of teasing in his voice makes you whack him on the back of his head with the board. He laughs a bit, pretends to be seriously hurt but then he picks up his board again.

‘Is Matty Healy…married…’ he trails off once the tape is off.

Your eyes widen momentarily and his go to your hand, specifically to your ring finger. There’s a blind moment of panic when you think you’ve left the damning evidence on.

‘No,’ he tries not to swallow audibly, ‘Matty Healy is not married.’

It’s not a lie…not exactly.

But he’s about to be.

The blinding diamond ring safely tucked in your purse is proof of that.

He quickly moves on to the next question (Is Matty Healy an Aries? Yes he is, he even makes a face while he confirms that). The rising blush up his neck has not escaped your attention, however.

You both know no amount of editing will stop the fans from reading into that look you just shared.

***

Two weeks later, you get a notification from Youtube while you’re laying in bed.

“Matty Healy and Y/N Y/L/N Answer the Web’s Most Searched Questions / WIRED”

The comments are almost instantaneous. There are fans who think he’s hilarious. Then there are the people who think you two are adorable together and you make sure to like some of those comments from a personal account.

That’s when you see it—

“Did anyone else notice the look at 9:56 👀”

It only has 3 replies right now. Not much traction but all 3 of them agree that there definitely was a look.

‘Look at this, love,’ you turn to him and make him take off his headphones. He lets out a proper chuckle once he sees the comment.

‘Looks like the cats out of the bag, huh?’

It is and it isn’t. Who knows, maybe the comment will gain traction. It’s only been 9 minutes since the video came out. In the meantime, he grabs your hand and kisses it right above the ring.

‘I don’t wanna take it off anymore,’ you say to him after a moment’s silence.

He smiles at you—a genuine, dazzling smile—which ends in him giving you a lingering sweet kiss on your lips.

‘So time to make it official?’ he whispers against your lips.

‘Nah,’ you laugh, ‘let the theories go wild for a bit!’

#♤: matty blurbs #matty healy x reader #matty healy x you

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vigilanterenaissance · 1 year ago

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let me put my lips to something

warnings: smut but make it soft and loving, established relationship, a bit of clothes ripping but no hard kink, reader wears a bra but gender is not specified/no mention of readers genitals, handjobs, the author hasn’t written fic since middle school, the author hasn’t written smut ever, the author is a fan of run on sentences… also breast worship, because every man looks better with a tit in his mouth let’s be real. no beta we die as is our canon event.

banners by @cafekitsune

author’s note: you can thank the wonderful artworks of @guruan-is-not-here for this piece, specifically those from her most recent poll with miguel. if you didn’t catch her most recent stream, you are in for a pleasant surprise with what secret option number 7 is hehe. if y’all like this i’m up for a part 2!

Miguel is pissed.

Yet another day when the multiverse feels like it’s about to fall apart, anomalies popping up endlessly, and one too many versions of Peter Parker thinking they’re so funny.

So yeah, Miguel is pissed.

All he wants is to come home to you, the only person who can calm the storm in his mind. He has the courtesy to use the door like a normal, non-universe traversing person; he knows you hate it when he opens up a portal and upsets the entire living room. Shutting the door behind him and leaning his weight back on it, Miguel searches for you in the shared space.

“Hey, cariño, how was work?” You ask from your spot on the couch, wrapped in a throw blanket and pursuing through your phone mindlessly.

“Don’t get me started…” he grumbles, running one of his large hands down his face. Pushing himself off the door, Miguel walks over and collapses on the couch next to you. The tension in his body is obvious, and his eyes look exhausted.

“Was it Parker again?” You smirk. The lot of you are friends, hell, you even babysit Mayday when Peter and MJ have date nights, but that doesn’t stop the two men from running each other up the wall at work. Miguel turns towards you, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

“I just want to forget what happened today,” he mumbles into your skin.

“Would you rather I give you some space, lovey?” You ask softly, not wanting to crowd him. His arm shoots out and wraps around your waist, pulling your thighs flush against his.

“Of course not, I always need you, mi vida,” Miguel whispers, and you know by his tone where this evening is most likely headed.

“…you want me to stick around and help you forget?” You purr back, threading your fingers through his dark hair. The hand that’s resting on your waist begins to sneak up your shirt.

“Please…” he groans, pawing at your bra. You giggle at his half asleep attempts at foreplay.

“Patience, Miggy, let me take care of you,” you slip away to lift your shirt over your head. “I have an idea: lay in my lap, cielo.”

He stares up at you, puzzled. With a gentle tug on one of his broad shoulders, he relents, draping himself across your lap like a house cat. Miguel’s eyes, normally harsh and cold, look up at you with warmth, vulnerability, and a bit of wonder. The way they keep drifting to your chest is not lost on you.

“See something you like?” You tease, smiling at his unguarded expression. He can only nod in response. “Can you take your suit off for me, baby?”

Miguel clicks a button on his watch, letting his suit disintegrate into pixels, revealing his broad chest, firm middle, and half hard cock between his plush yet strong thighs. You hum in delight; nothing better than having a boyfriend who will strip at a moment’s notice, right?

“Atta boy… care to do the honors?” You arch your back, offering him access to your bra hooks. Miguel has other plans, though, popping out his claws and dragging them through the delicate fabric, throwing the garment behind the couch. “Miggy! I liked that one!” You scold, glaring at him a bit. This man and his passion for literally ripping your clothes off, good lord.

“I’ll buy you a new one,” he murmurs, too entranced with your newly bared breasts to really care about your stern words. Miguel’s tongue slips out to wet his bottom lip, Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows. “M-may I?” he nearly whimpers, too tired to be suave or demanding.

You nod, leaning over him a bit. He captures one of your delicate buds between his pouty lips, moaning as he swirls his tongue around. You shiver from the feeling, and begin trailing your hand down his abdomen. Tracing the handsome line of hair that starts below his bellybutton, down to his sweet spot, you find him now fully hard and leaking onto his stomach. Miguel groans and sucks harder when you finally wrap your soft hand around his weeping cock.

“This better, Miggy?” Unable to keep the grin from your face, the odd pleasure of being the one in charge taking over you as you pump him steadily.

“Mhm… this is perfect, mi vida,” Miguel pops off of your breast, a string of spit connecting your nipple and his lips. He begins on the other one feverishly, letting his fangs nip at your sensitive skin just enough so you can feel it, but it won’t hurt. You’re his life after all, he’d never want to hurt you.

Miguel’s cock begins to pulse in your grip; he’s close. He gets more vocal as he sucks on you, a steady stream of huffs and moans pour from him. His hips buck up, begging for that release he so desperately needs, that which only you can give him. You stroke him a few more times before he fucking mewls around your tit, biting down slightly. The two of you cry out in pleasure while Miguel paints his abs white before melting in your lap. You lean your head on the back of the couch, skin on fire, panting. Both Miguel and yourself need a moment to recoup.

But your boyfriend isn’t one to take these types of things laying down.

He reaches towards your hips, hooking a finger into the waistband of your lounge pants.

“I should be making you feel good now,” he whispers, brow furrowing.

“No, you shouldn’t. You take care of so much Miguel, let me take care of you. How about we take a nice, hot shower and head to bed? Does that sound good?” You run your fingers through his silky hair.

“Mhm,” Miguel hums in agreement, turning practically boneless in your lap. Maybe the shower can wait a few moments more…

#graeme’s writings #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara x reader smut #spiderverse

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scoonsalicious · 6 months ago

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Heya hey mother pookie🩷 So here’s my thoughts.

Can’t stress this enough and will keep on saying it that Lebron is just…

It’s sad u know? just… sad! Idk how to explain but it’s sad that’s not pity. The closest word I can think of is pathetic. She’s pathetic but not to the point I feel sorry for her.

Honestly, if she wasn’t a bit cray2, delusional, obsessive, manipulative, a pick me, I would’ve actually feel bad for her but then she’s not

She’s a whole red flag and if Buckybaby doesn’t see that in the future, RIP his eyes and sanity but as said by Mother Pookie before, this Bucky is better and so I have faith in him. It’s just that his action might be later on than now bcs he always thought of Lebron as his friend only. Before he never been interested so hard in a dame before but now that he’s actually starting to fall in love with Major, he’s going to notice her delusionalism (this word doesn’t exist btw)

Btw Leechoney… what do you expect😭😫 Like… what? Ofc he’s going to lie to you bcs of your attitude. She’s acting as if Bucky is her boyfriend (i bet in her mind she thinks that). She’s going to confront Bucky the next day I tell ya. She’s not the type to back down too. I can imagine the shrill of her voice right now and it’s making me cringe. I bet she gunna stomp her feet like a child demanding Buckybaby to explain why he lie to her and who’s he with. She’s the type to use the ‘but I’m your bestfriend’ reason too, which is hella annoying. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes so hard it refuse to come back down, but it had too bcs I need to read the upcoming part.

Personally, it’s fun to read Lenovo’s POV. Imagine if Jade had one?! That would be cruel yet interesting😂 Reading the antagonist view has a different vibe because there will be a time where we don’t understand why they’re acting the way they are and in a sense of way, we’re psychologically interpreting/discussing their behaviour which is fun. I lurve it!!

Lastly, as usual, great writing, Happy mother’s day to your mama Pookie and others as well andd ofcc as usual, love you Mother Pookie🩷🩷🩷

PS// One of my cat is sick rn. Please pray that he’ll be better tomorrow (He’s not meowing as usual, wobbly wobbly too, these past few days the weather has been unexpected, changing between heavy rains then scorching hot in seconds, and i hope it’s not affecting him. This is why we need an actual cat as a doctor, like a cat doctor, not human doctor just so they could take care of other cats ASAP)

I feel like it's easy to put deLulu in the crazy bucket, but she's definitely motivated more by selfishness than by any kind of mental illness. She could have easily asked Bucky out at any point over the last four years. Who knows-- he might have said yes. She just kind of expected him to fall for her, so don't feel bad for her. She's been manipulating his relationships for a long time now.

She's definitely put Bucky in this quasi-boyfriend role, where she treats him like a bf and expects him to treat her like a gf, just minus the sexual/romantic element... for now (in her mind). She's used to being the only girl of significance in his life, and it's going to hit her hard when that changes. And it changes very, very soon.

Bucky will start seeing problems with the way she acts, but he won't necessarily put two and two together right away. Because, to him, the idea of a romantic relationship between him and her is just... so far out there. She is a friend; he's never, ever seen her as anything else. The idea has never crossed his mind. So, when trying to come up with motives for her behavior, jealousy will not be the first one to come to mind.

I think I would have been too terrified to have ever written a Jade POV. It would have been so scary in that head, lol.

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kiddoryder · 9 months ago

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Angelic Friend

Hey guys! The season finale was SO good!! I love it so much!! Can’t wait for season 2! But this fanfic will take place before the finale.

Anyway, this story is about my new OC Pixie, who became friends with Charlie and the others but has a major secret.

So relax and enjoy the story!

Blitz and Sophie McKnight belong to @loli-momo1908

At 666 Lucifer Elementary School, Sonya was at her locker putting away her books. Liz came out in shadow form looking a bit annoyed.

Liz - “Why didn't you leave that boring class?”

Sonya - “Because I actually wanted to learn a new potion spell.”

Liz - *whining* “But that was boring!”

Sonya - *rolled her eyes* “You’re such a drama twin.”

Liz - *cross her arms* “Well you’re lucky it’s almost lunch time.”

As Sonya and Liz were walking to lunch, they heard some strange noises. They were sounding like somebody was being banged into lockers.

Liz - “What the hell was that?”

Sonya - “No idea. But let’s check it out. You know our curiosity.”

Liz - “Yeah, but unlike cats, it doesn't kill us.”

They followed the noises until they were down the hall. They were surprised to see a humanoid butterfly demon with black hair in a bob style, antennas, yellow glass eyes, big red and black wings along with the same color spiky dress, black gloves, with a gray belt, and brown boots. The butterfly was getting pushed around by 2 imp kids and a hellhound. Sonya and Liz looked disgusted as they witnessed the butterfly getting pushed around.

Butterfly - “Please leave me alone!”

Imp kid - “Not until you give us your lunch money.”

Butterfly - “No! It’s mine!”

Hellhound - “Heh. Why don’t we rip this freak wings off?”

Imp kid 2 - “Good idea!”

Just when they were about to grab the butterfly’s wings, they heard Sonya’s voice:

Sonya - *threateningly* “Hey! Leave her alone!”

The bullies turned and saw Sonya.

Imp kid - *smug* “Hey it’s the weirdo with the imaginary friend!”

Sonya - “Liz isn’t imaginary! She’s real!”

Hellhound kid - “Just get out here before we beat you next!”

Sonya - “Not until you leave the girl alone!”

Imp kid 2 - “Then I guess we are gonna have to bust you up!”

Sonya - “Alright. But can I just read something!”

Imp kid - *scoff* “What? Your will or your diary?”

Sonya - “No this! *take out a spellbook* somnum exterreri!”

At first, nothing happened. The bullies laughed at Sonya but still had that smile on her face. But then a few seconds, the bullies eyes turned purple and they fell on the ground screaming. Sonya smirks at this and went to the butterfly girl. She held out a hand to her:

Sonya - *softly* “You okay?”

Butterfly - *shyly* “Y-Yes. Umm…What did you do to those boys?”

Sonya - “I did a nightmare spell. They would be trap in their worst nightmare. Don’t worry, it only last a few hours.”

Butterfly - turn her head and rub her arm“Well…Thank you for saving me.”

Sonya - *smiles* “No problem. I can’t stand bullies. What’s your name by the way?”

“My name is Pixie.”

Sonya - “I’m Sonya Morningstar. This is my twin sister Liz.”

Liz - “Sup Shybug!”

Pixie - *uncomfortable* “Umm…It’s Pixie and how come you’re a shadow?”

Sonya - *chuckles* “My sister and I were born a Gemini: it’s considered very rare in Hell since it’s a pure earth star. We share the same body. Liz likes to give nicknames to people she meets.”

Liz - “It’s easier to remember than real names.”

Sonya - “Come on, We will show you around Hell.”

Pixie - “Um? What about school?”

Liz - *shrugs* “None of the teachers would care. They sometimes even let us go early if they don’t feel like teaching us anything.”

()()()()()()()()

As Sonya, Liz and Pixie were taking a walk on the street. As they were walking, Pixie was looking around and saw demons. They were either fighting, killing each other, stealing, etc. Pixie was feeling a bit uncomfortable seeing blood and guts and fire. She once again turned her head and rub her arm since it sometimes helps calm her down when she’s nervous.

Pixie - *uncomfortable* “Umm…Is this always like this?”

Sonya - “Yeah. But you get used to it.”

Liz - “What are ya? A sinner or hellborn?”

Pixie - “Oh! Um…I’m a sinner.”

Sonya - “Really? How long have you been here?”

Pixie - “A-A few days actually. I did some pretty bad stuff and I’m here. By myself.”

Sonya - *sympathetically* “Oh man really?”

Liz - *whispers* “Hey Sonya, tell her about the hotel.”

Sonya - *whispers* “Good idea! Hey Pixie, I know what place you can go to.”

Pixie - “Really?”

Sonya - *grabs her hand* “Yeah! Come on!”

()()()()()()()()

Sonya and Pixie ran until they made it in front of the Hazbin Hotel. Pixie’s eyes widened in surprise at how nice the hotel actually looked. Since the other buildings she had seen are either damaged, dirty, or run down.

Pixie - “What is this place?”

Sonya - “The Hazbin Hotel!”

Liz - “Our cuz Charlie owns it.”

Pixie - “Really?”

Sonya - “Yeah it’s super cool! I’ll show you.”

Sonya led Pixie inside and saw some egg bois covered in paint and getting chase by Niffty who is trying to clean them. Sir Pentious was trying a picture but was using the brush too hard. Angel was painting but was looking at Husk who just gave him the finger. Blitz and Sophie was also working on their painting as well. Charlie and Vaggie were also painting until Charlie noticed Sonya and Liz with Pixie.

Charlie - *happy* “Oh hey Sonya and Liz! *she hugs them* Oh! Who’s your little friend?”

Sonya - “This is Pixie. She’s new in Hell.”

Pixie - *shyly* “N-Nice to meet you.”

Charlie - *warmly* “Nice to meet you too. Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel: where sinners come to get redeem and go to heaven with the help from me! The Princess of Hell.”

Pixie - *shocked* “Princess of Hell?! *freaking out* Oh uh…N-Nice to meet you *curtsy* your princess-ness I-I mean your highness or umm…Royal lady person? No! That’s not good! Umm-“

Charlie - “Whoa! Take it easy. You can just call me Charlie.”

Pixie - *takes a deep breath* “R-Right. Charlie. Umm…So you redeem sinners here?”

Charlie - “Yep! I feel like it’s a better solution than the extermination.”

Pixie - “Extermination?”

Charlie - *surprised* “Oh my? You don’t know? Well for as long as I can remember: heaven sent these cruel awful exorcists that would come and kill a lot of sinners.”

Pixie - *horrfied* “That's so horrible!”

Charlie - *determinated* “But this hotel is going to change that! It will show heaven that everybody deserves a second chance.”

Pixie still looked scared and nervous. Especially hearing about the extermination. Sonya noticed this and said:

Sonya - “Umm…Cousin Charlie, why don’t we show what we are doing now?”

Charlie - “Good idea! *sweetly* Pixie, do you like to draw and paint?”

Pixie - *slowly nods* “I love drawing.”

Charlie - “Come I’ll introduce you to the others. *points to Vaggie* This is my girlfriend Vaggie.”

Pixie - *shyly held out her hand* “Nice to meet you.”

Vaggie - *smiles* “Nice to meet you too. You have very nice wings.”

Pixie - *smiles* “Thanks.”

Charlie - “These are also our guests. The first one is Angel Dust.”

Angel - “Hey kid. I really like your dress. It remind of that bitch Velvette once wore for some fashion shit.”

Pixie - “Oh you’re into fashion too?”

Angel - *nods* “Yep. I’m a drag queen, a sexy one at that. And I also love to suck-“

Sonya - *mad* “Angel! Nobody wants to hear that!”

Angel - *chuckles* “Popsicles! I wasn’t gonna say anything dirty.”

Pixie - *to Charlie* “What does he mean?”

Charlie - *nervously chuckles* “It’s nothing. Our other guest is Sir Pentious.”

Sir Pentious - “Greetings little butterfly! I’m the great Sir Pentious who will

Someday show off his amazing inventions in hell!”

Vaggie - *stern* “Pentious, what have we discuss before?”

Sir Pentious - *sighs* “No building weapons in the hotel.”

Charlie - “And this is Blitz and Sophie McKnight.”

Sophie - “Hi! I really like your wings! I have wings too.”

Pixie - *chuckles* “I can see that. They are really nice.”

Blitz - “It’s nice to meet you Pixie. I’m Sophie’s older brother.”

Pixie - “It’s really nice to meet you.”

Charlie - “And this is Husk. He’s the bartender.”

Pixie - “O-Oh but I’m too young to drink…”

Husk - “Relax kid, I don't serve drinks to kids. Unless they want to, I mean I can see the weird boy drinking at 13.”

Sonya - *annoyed* “I’m a girl Husk.”

Husk - *shrugs* “Whatever.”

Charlie - “Umm…This is Niffty who is the housekeeper. We are mostly sure that she’s is 80% harmless.”

Niffty - “Hi! Your wings remind me of all the bugs I kill! *sees one* oooh that one deserves some stabs!!”

Charlie - *chuckles nervously* “Why don’t we draw some pictures?”

()()()()()()()()()

Sonya and Pixie were painting some pictures. Then Pixie finished and said:

Pixie - “Is this good?”

She nervously showed everybody her painting. The painting was pictures of a field with flowers. Everybody stared at it in awe.

Charlie - *amaze* “Wow Pixie! That is amazing!”

Pixie - *shyly turn away and rubs her arm* “Thank you. I-I always like to draw and paint.”

Angel - “So wait if you like sunshine and flowers, how the fuck did you end up here?”

Pixie - “Oh! Umm…I actually hurt animals…Found them annoying. Especially Butterflies. I died when I-I got hit by a car after I pushed a cat.”

Sophie - *shocked* “You hurt animals?! But they are so cute.”

Pixie - “I didn’t think so.”

Charlie - “Well Pixie, I get the feeling you need the hotel to help you change your ways.”

Pixie - *surprised* “You want me to stay?”

Charlie - “Of course! The hotel is about second chances and I can tell you deserve one.”

Vaggie - “Wait, Pixie are you by yourself?”

Pixie - *nod* “Yes. I don’t have my parents with me.”

Charlie - *sympathetic* “Aww…Well don’t worry, we promise to protect and take care of you.”

()()()()()()()()

Outside in the hotel, Charlie, Vaggie, Blitz were outside while Pixie and Sonya were playing tag with Sophie. However, as they were playing, Sophie wasn’t watching where she was going and tripped and fell on the ground.

Blitz - *worried* “Sophie!”

Sophie whimpered and had tears in her eyes. There was a cut on her knee and it was bleeding.

Sophie - *whimpers* “It hurts..”

Just before Blitz can do his healing power, Pixie steps up and gently puts her hand on Sophie’s wound. She closed her eyes and her hand began to glow and the wound was gone. The others were amazed by Pixie's powers. However, Pixie began to wince as Sophie’s wound was now on her knee.

Sonya - “What the heck happened? How did you do that?”

Pixie - *wince* “It’s part o-of my curse. I-I can heal but get the pain.”

Charlie - *sympathetic* “Oh you poor thing. I’ll get you a bandage.”

Sophie - “I’ll help!”

Charlie - *chuckles* “Okay my little nurse.”

Charlie got the first aid kit and Sophie helped her with Pixie’s wound. Then Pixie has an apple design bandage.

Pixie - “Thank you.”

Sophie - *holding her hand* “Come on Pixie, for being a good patient, you get a treat!”

As Sophie led Pixie inside with Sonya following, Vaggie and Blitz looked a bit suspicious of Pixie.

Vaggie - “Charlie, don’t you think that was a bit strange?”

Charlie - *confused*“ What do you mean?”

Vaggie - “She was able to heal Sophie’s wounds.”

Charlie - “But Blitz does that all the time.”

Blitz - “Yeah but that’s different. I’m a hellborn demon. Pixie is a sinner.”

Vaggie - “Don’t you think it’s strange for a sinner to have healing powers?”

Charlie - “Yeah but remember something: she has a curse as well. So whenever she does heal somebody, she gets their injuries as well.”

Vaggie - “Yeah that’s true.”

Blitz - “But I find it strange that what caused her to go to hell was hurting animals. It's usually something more than that.”

Charlie - “I know but she still ended up here alone. The hotel purpose is for second chances and Pixie really deserves it. Plus she looks scared and nervous when we first saw her. Hell can be scary especially for kids.”

Vaggie - *sighs* “Yeah your right Charlie. I just don’t want anything bad to happened.”

Blitz - “Maybe we should still keep an eye on her just in case.”

()()()()()()()()

Over the next few days, Sonya and Liz have been hanging out with Pixie. Spending time with Sonya, Liz, Charlie, and the others actually been helping Pixie as well. She grew less nervous and more open of her feelings and having fun. Even though Vaggie and Blitz kept an eye on Pixie, they thought nothing of her seeing she caused no harm at all.

One day, Pixie and Sonya were playing volleyball at school. Sonya hit the ball and the opponent jumped high and hit the ball with great force. But then Pixie flew and also hit the ball with such great force that the ball hit the other player and got sunk into the ground.

Pixie - “Whoo! We won!”

Sonya - “Awesome job Pixie!”

Liz - “Yeah Shybug! You hit that ball like I would!”

Pixie - *giggled* “Well I did learn from the best.”

Liz - “Oh yeah that’s true. I actually taught her that move.”

Pixie - “Oh! I made you guys something.”

Pixie took out two friendship bracelets. One was a blue one that had a blue heart for Liz, and a yellow one with a yellow heart for Sonya. Both Sonya and Liz looked so touched at this.

Sonya - *touched* “Aw thanks Pixie! It’s so sweet! Oh! Here’s something for you!”

Sonya took out her magic book and said: “Holinua!” And then a pink friendship bracelet with a butterfly came.

Sonya - “I made it pink since it’s your favorite color.”

Pixie - *squeal* “Thank you! I’m gonna change.”

Pixie went to the locker room to change. Song and Liz were looking at their friendship bracelet that Pixie made them. They never really had anything like this.

Sonya - “Pixie is so sweet.”

Liz - “Yeah. She kind of reminds me of Cuz.”

Sonya - “Now that she’s comfortable around us, you think she's ready to meet Rimfire, Raina and Frostbite?”

Liz - “Yeah. I think they will like her.”

Sonya - *noticed something* “Hey Pixie dropped her gloves. *picks it up* better give it back to her.”

Sonya and Liz went to the locker room to look for Pixie. However, they noticed a glowing light. Curious about it, they followed the light, and their eyes widen in shock:

Pixie was in angelic form.

Her skin and new gloves were now white as snow. Her wings and hair are sky blue with white on them. Her dress was blue with yellow swirl designs. Her leggings were white with pink hearts on them, with black Mary Jane shoes and eyes were white even having a halo above her head.

Sonya - *shocked* “P-Pixie…”

Pixie turned around and saw Sonya and Liz with shocked looks on her face.

Pixie - *yelps* “Sonya! Liz! I didn’t know you came-“

Sonya - “You…You were an angel all this time!”

Pixie - *nervous* “No! No! It not like that I-“

Liz - *mad* “You lied to us! Did our friendship mean nothing to you?!”

Pixie - “No no! It did! I really do consider you guys my first real friends! I just…”

Sonya - *sadly* “Oh Pixie…Why?”

Pixie took a deep breath and began to sing:

I know I shouldn’t of have lied

I should of told you the truth on

How I really did died:

The whole hating animals was an

act. I actually do love them all especially

butterflies. One day I saw a cat from afar and sacrificed my life so it wouldn’t be hit by that car.

Even though heaven became my new home, I still felt uncomfortable, shy and alone. I kept hearing how bad hell was so I wanted to see with my own eyes. So I use my powers to see the place where the bad people had died.

At first I was scared, but after meeting you guys and the princess of hell, I actually felt more at ease. This place isn’t actually sad in fact: Hell isn’t as bad.

Sonya - *singing* Hell isn’t as bad but hey what place is perfect? Meeting you made me glad.

Liz - *singing* You accept us for who we are. Not a lot of people do. I used to think Angels were nothing but stuck up bitches but meeting you changed that. You can even see that He’ll isn’t as bad.

Pixie - *singing* “I’m sorry that I lied. But what will your cousin say? What if she gets angry and turns me away?

Sonya - *singing* “You shouldn’t worry because she’s not like that. Because she will now know that you think Hell isn’t as bad.

Liz - *singing* “Our Cuz is forgiving. She’s all about forgiving. She believes in second chances and won’t give you neglectful glances. It will make her happy when she hears how an angel doesn’t think Hell isn’t as bad.”

All three - *singing* “Hell isn’t as bad since meeting each other made us all glad! It shouldn’t matter if you’re a demon or an angel, you can still be friends and care about each other and see places like Hell isn’t as bad!

All three of them stop singing and giggle.

Pixie - “I’m still sorry for lying.”

Sonya - *chuckles* “It’s okay. I know it’s hard to reveal something huge like this.”

Liz - “Yeah. But you’re still cool for an Angel.”

Unknowingly to them, outside the window were two exorcist angels watching them.

Exorcist 1 - “There’s the missing angel!”

Exorcist 2 - “Looks like the demon was keeping her hostage this whole time.”

Exorcist 1 - “Should we report this to Adam?”

Exorcist 2 - “Not yet. We will take care of it first.”

()()()()()()()()()

Sonya, Liz and Pixie were outside of the hotel. Pixie was still feeling a bit unsure.

Pixie - *nervous and rubs her arm “Ooh I don’t know about this. What if your cousin gets mad at me?”

Liz - “Hey, like we told you before: our Cuz is all about second chances.”

Sonya - “She will be a bit surprised, but will understand.”

“Found you!”

They turned around and saw the two Exorcist Angels.

Pixie - *horrified* “The Exorcists!”

Sonya - *shocked* “How the hell they get here?!”

Excorist 1 - “We noticed an little angel girl was missing and saw that she was in hell.”

Excorist 2 - “That when we saw her with you and realized you kidnap her! We are taking her back home.”

Sonya - “No! She’s staying here.”

Exorcist 1 - *chuckles* “Suit yourself, demon. Will fun to have a practice for the extermination.”

Sonya - “Stay back Pixie! We got this!”

Sonya took out her magic spell book and began to say our spells like fire, water, ice, etc. While they took effect, it wasn’t powerful enough to stop the Exorcists. Then one of the Exorcists burnt Sonya’s book to ashes. Just when Sonya was about to prick out her finger to let out Liz, she felt a shock collar around her neck and was lifted up in the air. She saw one of the Exorcists was using a pole connected to an angelic shock collar. Pixie was horrified by this and tried to stop it but was held back by one of the Exorcists.

Inside the hotel, the others were actually discussing plans for the next activity. But they were hearing noises outside.

Husk - *annoyed* “Princess can you tell who ever making the fucking noises to shut the hell up!?”

Charlie - “Calm down Husk. It probably some demons fighting in front of the hotel again.”

When Charlie moved the curtain windows her eyes widened in horror: her baby cousin was in danger by the Excorists!

Sonya tried to pull the shock collar away from her neck. It almost worked but the other Exorcist use the collar around her arms that caused her even more pain and started screaming.

Exorcist 1 - “Look like we got a new test dummy!”

Pixie - *horrified* “NO! STOP!!”

All of a sudden, the window broke and Charlie in her demonic form effortly broke the poles in half like they were toothpicks. Sonya was free, but almost fell to the ground but was caught by Angel Dust who carried her in his arms.

Charlie - *demonic and threateningly* “Touch my baby cousin again, and I’ll tear you two apart, put the pieces back together to make ugly ragdoll!”

Exorcist 1 - *shocked* “What?!”

Exorcist 2 - “What the fuck?!”

Charlie - *furious* “You heard me dipshits! The demon you were hurting is the niece of Lucifer and I don’t think he would be happy to hear heaven break their deal on hurting a hellborn!”

Exorcist 2 - *shocked* “Oh shit! We are so dead!”

Just when Charlie was about to rip those two apart, Pixie said;

Pixie - “Charlie stop!”

Charlie turned and saw Pixie as an angel. This shocked Charlie seeing an angel that wasn’t an exorcist in Hell.

Charlie - *calming down* “Pixie?”

Pixie - “Please don’t fight! It’s all my fault I just wanted to see what Hell is like. *to the Exorcists* I’ll go back to heaven. Please just don’t hurt them anymore.”

The Exorcists opened the portal to heaven. Charlie said:

Charlie - “Wait Pixie!”

Pixie - *regretfully* “Tell Sonya that’s I’m sorry.”

Charlie - “Wait!”

But it was too late. Pixie flew up in heaven along with the two Exorcists. The portal closed and Charlie looked really sad. Then Angel said:

Angel - *concerned* “Charlie. Your cousin doesn’t look too good.”

Charlie turned and saw her baby cousin unconscious in Angel’s arms. She had bruises and burnt marks on her. Even Liz looked worried and scared for her sister.

Charlie - “We gotta call her parents now!”

()()()()()()()()

Sonya moans a bit and she opened her eyes halfway. Sonya saw she was in her hotel room and in bed covered with a blanket. She felt a bit dizzy and then her eyes widen as she remembered something:

Sonya - *loud raspy* “PIXIE!”

Then Sonya began to cough as Liz came out in her shadow form.

Liz - “Oh thank Uncle Lucifer you’re okay! But take it easy sunshine you’re burnt out.”

The shout out had Charlie, Sonya and Liz’s parents Azarel, and Zella rushing in. They were relief to see that Sonya was okay.

Charlie - “Thank Dad you’re okay. We were so worried about you.”

Zella - But you shouldn’t of speak as your throat is still weak”

Sonya - *winces* “What happened?”

Azarel - “Those evil Exorcists came and hurt you. Charlie came to save you. *darkly* Those bastards were lucky I wasn’t there cause I would have torn them limb from limb!”

Charlie - *nervously chuckles* “Take it easy Uncle Azarel.”

Liz - “You were out for a couple of hours. But Mom patched you up.”

Sonya then noticed some had a couple of bandages on her, and her throat was wrapped in gauze bandage as well. Even saw that she was in her pajamas.

Zella - “Your father and I will stay here for a few days.”

Sonya - “But what about Pixie?”

Charlie, Liz, Azarel and Zella all looked at each other with unease. They didn’t know how to break it to Sonya. Especially with the injuries she had suffered.

Charlie - *sighs* “Sweetheart, Pixie had to go back to heaven.”

Sonya - *shocked* “What?”

Liz - *sad* “It’s true. She had to go back home.”

Zella - “She didn’t want an ugly fight so she went back to the heaven lights.”

Sonya was shocked and devastated. Her friend had to go back home. Even though Pixie was Angel, she still didn’t deserve to go back home by force. Sonya looked at her friendship bracelet Pixie made her, lied back down on her bed, turned to her side, and silently began to cry. Liz noticed and gave her a hug to comfort her. Charlie, Azarel and Zella felt sorry for her and Azarel said:

Azarel - *comforting* “Oh it’s okay sweetie. I know it hurts that Pixie had to leave but it’s not as bad.”

Sonya - *whimpers* “H-How you know?”

Zella - “Your father is right honey, there sometimes people stay and then they have to go away. But it’s not always forever.”

Charlie - “Yeah! Maybe there’s a chance that Pixie can come back. And you can always remember the good times you had together.”

Sonya - *smiles a bit* “That’s true. *to her parents* Are you guys upset that she was an angel?”

Azarel - “Nah you can be friends with whoever you want. As long as they aren't sickos.”

Zella - “What matters is that she makes you happy. Now you need some rest so you can feel less crappy.”

Zella gently push Sonya down on her bed and tuck her in. Gave her a kiss on the forehead and left the room. Azarel said:

Azarel - “We will be the room across yours in case you need us.”

Azarel and Zella left the room to go to their hotel room. Charlie then said to Sonya:

Charlie - “I’m glad you’re okay. But I’m sure you will see Pixie again. The actions she pulled is proof that your friendship is genuine.”

Charlie gently gave her baby cousin a hug and left the room. Sonya looked at her friendship bracelet and smiled at it.

Liz - “Cuz is right. Shybug actually did care because she tried to stop the right and didn’t act like a snob toward demons.”

Sonya - *smiles* “Yeah. I’m sure we will see her again.”

Sonya took off her bracelet and put it under her bed.

Sonya - “See you soon Pixie.”

Sonya smiled and fell asleep. Hoping that someday she will see her angelic friend

Hope you all like it!

#hazbin hotel #my fanfic #pixie #Sonya #Liz #my ocs

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writers-ex · 2 years ago

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(not so) secret santa

yeji x fem!reader

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coming home you throw your bag to the side and plop onto your bed. letting out a frustrated sigh you look at the time and then toward your desk eyeing the nicely wrapped package with yeji’s name written in calligraphy.

the class had assigned everyone their secret santa partners and were tasked to give their gifts before the start of the break. too shy to approach your assigned person, you lay in bed replaying all the failed attempts at asking you tried throughout the day. a ping from your phone interrupts your solemn mood, reading the text your smile grows.

‘the (not so secret) santa yeji: hey~ i’m bored, cold, and bought a new box of hot cocoa :) can i sleep over tonight?’

‘sure thing!!! see u soon :>’

realizing your new opportunity to redeem yourself you spring out of bed and rush to clean up a bit. just as you finish a knock on the door makes your ears perk up. running over you open the door with a shy smile to greet her. “come in yeji!!” the cat eyed beauty nods shivering from the cold, taking off her sweater she lets out a content sigh holding her bag tightly.

“ahhhh it’s so warm in here! thanks for having me come so last minute. i heard you weren’t going to the party so i figured you could use some company…” guiding her to the living room you let out a nervous laugh.

“thanks it was getting boring but now that my favorite person is here, the real party can begin.” taking a seat on the couch near her you watch her hug the bag rather possessively.

“so…since it’s winter break why don’t we have a christmas movie marathon until our eyeballs bleed?”

“YES!!!! let’s do it!! i’ll get the snacks ready, why don’t you take a shower first so it’ll be more relaxing?”

nodding yeji takes the mystery bag and heads toward your room to use the bathroom.

as you head to the kitchen to prepare the treats you realize that her gift is still lying around.

“oh um yeji!!! don’t use my bathroom it’s not…it’s not clean yet!”

heart rate increasing you rush to your room hoping she hasn’t entered only to see the door to your room open. taking a peek inside you watch yeji eye the box with curiosity and realize the jig was up. going inside to face the music her head turns toward you walking in rubbing your arm.

“i-i can explain!!! i-it was our t-teacher she assigned me to- but you’re so popular and pretty i didn’t know how to approach you and failed every opportunity to ask you. b-but you don’t have to accept it i-i can return it or-“

your rambling is cut off by her laughter, holding a hand out to stop you yeji’s body visibly relaxes as well as the grip on her bag. waiting for her to calm you watch as she pulls out of her bag a wrapped box with your name on it.

“i was your secret santa too! what are the odds? i thought you were going to the party since you were avoiding me so i was thinking of a way to give you your gift when i overheard in the group chat that you weren’t going and well… here i am giving you that perfume set you’ve been raving about.” with wide eyes you rip open the packaging and cover your mouth seeing the small sample set with a cute card inside.

“yeji….that’s so sweet of you…and to think all i got you was a beanie i crocheted last year-“

“what?!” opening your box yeji mirrors your surprised look as she sees the cute little cat eared hat nicely wrapped with a small letter confessing your feelings to her but she didn’t have to know that yet. “oh my-” putting on the cat ears yeji takes a selfie to see herself and grins brightly at her new look.

“i love it!!!! oh you’re the best peanut!!!” leaning in she kisses you on the cheek giggling. stunned by her actions your face reddens as yeji looks at you confused before turning red herself realizing what she did. “i-i-i-i’m so sorry i-“ mustering up some courage you cut her off by leaning in to kiss her cheek as well giggling.

“i also like you too if that wasn’t obvious. i don’t crochet cat beanies for just anyone you know?” tackling you into a hug yeji peppers your face with kisses laughing joyfully.

“oh i’m so happy right now. we’re definitely going to be talking more about this later but right now-“ burying her head in the crook of your neck she tickles you with her breath. “-i want to watch ‘the nightmare before christmas’ with you in my arms and a mug of that hot cocoa i bought.”

“of course jiji~ go shower for real now and i’ll get things ready.” pulling away she still holds you rubbing your sides softly.

“wanna join me~?”

to go back and read another route, click here

#hannie.writes #cold choices: an icy itzy story #itzy ff #yeji ff #yeji fluff #itzy yeji fluff #yeji x fem reader #yeji x fem!reader #yeji x reader #yeji thoughts #itzy #yeji

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yellowvixen · 10 months ago

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Hi, hello! Binturong anon with a lot of word vomit here, so be warned. I just read your reply to my ask and I'm so happy right now! I was slightly worried for a bit that you didn't like my silly little story, but hearing that you put off posting it because you liked reading it made me feel warm inside. And you want to draw it someday??? 😳 I can't believe this I'm hdhdjgk

As for my Sol OCs, I do have a few that are specifically parallels, but I'm never quite happy with them. There's always so many good ideas and I sometimes end up finding other people's takes on them that are SO cool (like Rime!) or that have ideas I was thinking of and I'm suddenly paranoid that I'm ripping off somebody else's character...

I absolutely get the struggle of deciding things like species, there's so many cool animals to use and I freaking struggled deciding on ones for mine. The Knuckles one is probably one of the most complete actually, but unfortunately I cannot show you her or any others because I'm not an artist. 😞 So I just rotate them all in my head until I think "Nice" and put it down on a digital notepad. I'm always interested to see others create their takes on them though! I'm certainly interested in all of yours!

I never considered Team Dark, apart from my Sol Shadow, who's definitely the least thought out. There's so many other cool ones out there, so I never really bothered. The few I have, if you're curious, are supposed to be Knuckles and Amy, to round out Blaze and Marine's Classic Quartet basically. And also a different Sol Eggman, because Blaze's nemesis being Eggman in G-major feels like a kick in the face to both Blaze and the actual Eggman 😒. (I also have a Sol Big but she's technically a joke character. She's also really small. I gave her a dinosaur though, as all women deserve.)

Anyway, basically just wanted to let you know that Rime is cool and I'm going to be thinking about that reply for the foreseeable future. Have a good week!

SORRYY I LEFT THIS SO LONG stuff kept happening and then I got ill and then more stuff happened 😩

But! Yeah!! I think it's cool seeing other people's ideas for stuff like this, like I know for sure there are other versions of Sol Shadow out there that are ice powered cats like Rime!! I don't rlly think it's the end of the world if people independently come up with the same ideas as long as you don't purposefully copy anyone.

God you're so right about there being so many cool animals to choose from... Sol Rouge was easy for me but everyone else is being a pain skfjfhdgd. Eventually I'll figure them out though. (One day I promise...) Also! It seems like you have the descriptions of characters down even if you can't draw them, so you could always commission someone!!

I love the idea of Sol Amy too, I personally have 0 ideas for them so might not design my own version tbh. But having a Sol Classic 4 is super cute! You could have a lot of fun with their designs too, the way classic Amy looks pretty different from modern Amy. Sol Eggman too... I've just kinda retconned Nega and made him actually be from the Sol dimension idc about canon LOL I haven't thought about it too much.

Also TINY SOL BIG??? I'm in love that's so cute and such a fun alt version. With a dinosaur too FUCK yes.

I really love how imaginative people are when it comes to the Sol dimension, actually giving it more characters and lore! If sega won't give it love then at least we will 😤

Thank you sm for enjoying Rime, and once again sorry this took so long for me to answer 🥲🩵 I hope you have a nice week too!!!

#begging forgiveness 🙏 didn't mean to leave this for so long #answered #rimeverse

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cbsxreader · 1 year ago

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I've been carrying this idea for a while now and wanted to put it into my OC!CBS story that I thought I told you about, but I still want you to develop it for yourself and others.

So ..

What about Christian Brutal Sniper, who comes to the reader smeared in blood after several murders, kneels before her and asks her to scratch him. And she, in turn, puts her hands in his prickly beard and scratches this cruel purring lump of a man while he purrs like a bloody cat.

Eheh

Funny thing is, I have also had an idea of CBS getting scratched and purring, like, I'm being serious, I think we share braincells or something because we both think of him as a giant cat!?!??!?

"Guilty pleasures"

CBS x (F!)Reader

Cw: (Swearing)

You made your way to the couch after a long day of working your ass off, wanting to relax and have some time for yourself. A coworker had recommended a book to you, so you stopped by the library to pick it up and enjoy it at home. Grabbing the pillows and placing them on one end of the couch, you got comfy and stretched out your legs. You let out a content sigh and opened the book.

Later

You didn't understand what your coworker found so enticing about the book. So far it was uninteresting and bland, the main character was unlikable and, for a while now, you had been giving the book multiple chances to turn around. But it seemed to trip at every single hurdle.

The sound of the front door being opened made your ears perk up and your eyes went wide. The excitement of your lover arriving completely ripped you from the book. The sound of Christian's footsteps came closer and closer. You finally decided to turn to the door, greeting Christian with a smile.

"Hey, love!" He called out to you with a smile of his own.

Just like you had suspected, Christian was covered in blood, clearly fresh from a murder spree. He came closer to the couch. He came up behind you and leaned forward against the back of the couch, crossing his arms.

"How's it going?" He asked, curious about your day.

"Well, I was recommended a book after work, it ended up being shit and ruined my mood a bit..." You explained, closing the book and placing it on the small table infront of the couch "But atleast you showed up." You smiled again and shrugged.

Christian's smile grew even wider as he let out a low chuckle. "You're glad Oi showed up?" He asked playfully but also out of curiosity.

You stood silent for a small moment, before speaking up "I suppose I am."

You sat up from the couch and placed a hand on the side of Christian's face. His smile slightly dropped, wanting to know what you'll do next. You placed a quick kiss on his non-blood-stained cheek, colouring his face a light red tinge. You smiled at the sight of him getting flustered.

"What made the book so bad that it ruined your mood?" Christian questioned. He never read books, so he couldn't grasp what could have possibly make you hate the book.

You stretched out your arms and relaxed into the couch again, letting yourself melt into the cushions "Eh, it just wasn't very good, and I stopped reading it halfway. Just a waste of time really.." You closed your eyes and let out a sigh.

You heard Christian come over to the front of your couch, the sound of his footsteps guiding you to where he was. There was a moment of silence before you felt something heavy on your stomach. You slightly writhed in discomfort before cracking an eye open to see what was on you.

Christian had sat down on the floor and placed his head on your torso. His eyes were closed and his face showed content as his head went up and down when you breathed in and out. You smiled at him, placing a hand underneath his hat and tangling your fingers in his dark hair. You relaxed again, leaning your head back again as you petted Christian's scalp. Another quiet moment passed as you both just enjoyed eachother's presence.

"Sheila?" The rumbling voice of your lover cut the silence and sent vibrations through your body.

"Mmm?" You responded, not bothering to use words.

"Could you do me a favor?" He asked, his voice peaceful from you petting him.

You sighed again, hoping it wouldn't include you moving much "Well, depends on what it is.."

He stood quiet for a little bit "Could you scratch my beard?"

The odd question made you stop petting his head and you opened your eyes in surprise "What?"

Christian still looked at you with questioning eyes "There's this itch that's been bothering me all day-" he started to explain.

"No, why do you want me to scratch you?.." You cut him off, still confused by his question.

"Well, your fingers are smaller and you could get in between the hairs bettah. And, y'know, your nails would be more effective." He explained, looking at your hands.

You felt like you wanted to say something else, but ended up staying quiet. The request was simple, just...a bit odd. You could help him out, it was just the fact that you've never been asked to do this.

"Come on...just a little bit? Just a little scratch?" Christian gave you a slightly pleading look.

Oh what the hell...

Christian's sight followed your hand as you reached out to the side of his face. You came in contact with his sharp beard and started to scratch him. His eyes slightly widened when your fingers fought through his beard, but soon after his eyes slowly closed in content. Christian leaned into your touch, relieved you agreed to help him. But you still had your doubts and he could sense it.

"Oh, that's so much better..." He revealed, wanting to let you know he was satisfied.

Your confusion was gone and replaced by a sort of comfort feeling when you saw Christian so thankful. You couldn't help but smile at your partner, happy that he's happy.

You decided to bring your other hand to the other side of his face and began to scratch again. Now it was like his face was getting massaged from both sides. He couldn't hold back his happiness anymore and let himself crack a smile.

"Could you move a bit lower, kind of where the beard ends?" Christian suggested.

You lightly chuckled at his request "Okay!"

You moved your hands to his jaw, finding the place where his beard starts to fade out. As soon as you resumed scratching, Christian lifted up his head so you can get to that spot better and his smile grew wider.

"Fuck, that's the best..." He said, squinting his eyes in delight.

You chuckled "If someone were to listen to us from the other room they wouldn't think we're doing anything close to this."

"It's not my fault you know all the best places to give me a scrrratch. You'rrre the one making it weirrrd..."

Christian's speech suddenly was slower and he rolled the R in his words. It was only after he stopped talking when you heard an unfamillair sound coming from him. It was quite deep and rumbly, synchronized with his breaths.

''Are you...purring?'' You asked, surprised and confused all over again. ''Since when has that become a thing?''

The noise became even louder as you continued to scratch him.

You grinned "You're full of surprises today, Christian..."

The purring became more quiet and his smile dropped ''One morrre comment and it will stop.'' He said in a more serious voice, his purr still present in his speech.

You internally shrugged. You didn't want him to stop purring, so you stood quiet.

Instead, you decided to experiment a little bit. You changed the amount of fingers scratching him, sometimes using only two or three fingers. You needed to figure out the speed too, so you went a bit faster. He leaned into your touch more, pressing his skin to your fingertips. Seeing this, you decided to scratch more roughly, fighting through the hairs of his beard. In response, Christian's face scrunched up and purred even more loudly than he had before.

You smiled at the blood-covered man before you, continuing to scratch his sweet spot. But you were suddenly cut off by Christian lifting his head out of your hands. He adjusted himself and put his cheek on your chest, placing his torso on top of you. His weight, combined with his purring made you feel like an engine was on top of you. Christian wrapped his arms around you, wanting to be as close to you as possible. When he was comfortable, you reached under his chin again, continuing to make him purr.

''You're like a big lap cat!'' You couldn't hold the comment back.

The purring stopped as Christian cracked open an eye to look at you with a serious expression.

"Alright, alright, I'll stop." You explained yourself with a sheepish look.

He closed his eye. You continued to scratch his beard and he started to purr again. After a small while, Christian calmed down, his purrs becoming more quiet until only his breathing was heard. You already thought you did something wrong, since he threatened you earlier. Maybe he took the lap cat comment too personally. You had already grown to love his purring and you didn't want it to go away.

"Why did you stop purring?" You cautiously asked.

No response, your lover just continued to lay on your chest in silence. Your eyes slightly widened in realization.

"Christian?..." You asked cautiously and tilted your head to the side to get a better look at his face.

He had fallen asleep on you. A warm, loving feeling overcame you, Christian had felt comfortable enough around you to actually fall asleep. After a murder spree, his senses are usually still heightened because of the adrenaline spike. But you, out of all people, calmed him down enough to make him drowsy.

You smiled to yourself as you decided to settle down as well. You took Christian's sunglasses and hat off and placed them beside the book on the small table next to you. It was only when you turned back when you realized he was still doused in blood, already noticing some stains on your clothes. But it was nothing a little bit of hydrogen peroxide wouldn't fix.

(If you plan to implement this into the OC, is he gonna be a cryptid or have some sort of animal features? Bc that would be fucking awesome. Also, sorry for the book sub-plot at the beginning, I needed to start it off somehow :,) )

#christian brutal sniper x reader #freak fortress x reader #tf2 freaks x reader #tf2 freakshow x reader

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usmsgutterson · 2 years ago

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Snowstorm- Pin Hawthorne

Okay!! I’m writing this one out because if I don’t, the idea will bug me until I do! I couldn’t get it out of my head and this was the result.

I did age the characters up to around 20 for this one!

Holiday requests are open!! I’m choosing the fics I’ll do for the Five Days of Christmas Queue soon, so if you want a request that you send to be one of those days, please don’t hesitate to drop something into my inbox!

Fic type- fluff. I’ve been in a sentimental mood because of the holidays and that manifests really clearly here

Warnings- mentions of ripping someones eyes out (its a soc reference, referencing when Kaz ripped out oomens eyes.) references to alcohol and alcohol consumption, a brief mention of throwing up (it’s referred to as ‘yakking’ in this instance) a couple mentions of hangovers

You always did love it when winter finally decided to grace Bright Fields. It got colder, snow became an issue of frequency, and it was when you and Pin were finally able to bank all the PTO you’d saved throughout that year, taking a solid five weeks off but going in on occasion to make sure things were in order even still.

But, alas, that day was not one where either of you planned to go in. Zoe, Jade, Mia, Becky and Marcus had stayed the previous night in favor of binge watching Christmas movies, stuffing your faces with popcorn and peppermint candy, and drinking a bit more alcohol than you probably should’ve.

The following morning, you woke with good memories of the impromptu Christmas party, though you knew that, when you eventually spent Christmas together as a group, there’d be so much alcohol that you would wake up on Christmas Day with the worst hangover of the year.

You turned, phone in hand, to face Pin, laughing a bit as you realized it. Pin had been sleeping on his side, one arm wrapped around your waist and the other holding the pillow on which his head rested.

It hadn’t been such when he’d fallen asleep, but the beige cat you’d adopted and named Eggnog for the color of her fur had found a decent spot to rest. She’d been laying next to Pin, head tucked into the crook of his neck.

You took a photo and turned around, putting your phone on the nightstand as Pin reached out, pulling you closer.

“Morning, love,” he whispered. You hummed in response, leaning up and pressing a kiss to his forehead as his eyes opened.

He pressed his forehead to yours, hand that’d been on your waist moving up to cup your cheek as Eggnog moved. Neither of you had been looking at her, but you heard the sound of all four of her paws meeting the ground as she leapt from the bed, heard the slight creek of the door as she wiggled it open past the inch you’d accidentally left it open the night previous, when you went downstairs to get a glass of water to help ease the hangover that you knew was coming.

“How much time do you think we have?”

“Marcus and Zoe got absolutely slammed,” you said. “I’ve never seen someone so short drink so many peppermint schnapps in so little time. It was bloody madness.”

“Did they drink water?” Pin asked.

“Mia tried to get them to. They didn’t,” you said. “Even so, I’d say we’ve got another two minutes. Eggnog has left, so she’s no doubt found Becky and Jade. She’ll probably lead them here and bonk their faces in search of forehead kisses once they grace our door.”

Pin laughed, leaning up and pressing a kiss to your forehead as he pulled you closer.

“Remind me to never mix my alcohols like that again,” Pin said. “This headache was not worth switching from peppermint schnapps to bourbon. No way in bloody hell.”

“Seltzer is fucking nightmare drink,” you said. “I’m glad that Becky and I split the mudshakes, and damn it if eggnog and brandy wasn’t a brilliant idea. The hangover is a thousand percent worth it, I will say.”

Pin hummed, pulling you into a kiss that was brief and smiling into it.

As you pulled Pin into a hug, you heard Eggnogs trill as she entered, felt the bed dip as she rounded it and came to loaf on your side.

“Jade?” You called.

“It’s me, Becks, and Mia,” she said. “Marcus and Zoe are yakking it up in the bathrooms. Becky and I are ordering McDonalds. Mia is gonna dip before the snowstorm takes a head, check on the horses and come back ‘round. Do you lot want anything?”

“I’ve got the cost,” Pin said.

“I’m chipping in,” Jade rebutted. Pin shook his head, turning away from you to meet her gaze. You sighed, resting your chin against his shoulder as Eggnog stretched, digging her paws into the side of your stomach before she rounded past your head and went to rest on Pins pillow.

“My treat, Jade. Just this once, I promise.”

Jade hummed as she and Becky came in, where Mia bid you two goodbye and promised to be back before the snowstorm hit.

“How’s the hangover?” Jade asked as she sat at the foot of the bed. Pin sat up, leaning his torso against the headboard as Eggnog wandered over to Jade. He leaned over to the nightstand, grabbing the chain he kept his engagement ring on and carefully putting it on.

“Bloody well worth it,” you said as you sat up, leaning your head against Pins shoulder. “We’re all buckling down here until the snowstorm passes, yeah?”

“Mia might go home, I think,” Jade said. “I’m glad she’s chilled out since we first met, but I think she still needs alcohol to tolerate Pins friendly scowl without having something mean to say about it.”

You laughed as you grabbed your engagement ring from your nightstand, slipping it onto your finger as Pin snorted.

“Friendly scowl?” He asked. Jade shrugged as Eggnog wandered to Becky, who’d taken up a spot against a wall, knees near her chest.

“It’s the most accurate description anyone working at Bright Fields will ever be able to come up with,” Becky said. “It used to be called menacing but it’s grown to be friendly since you met Y/N. You stopped glaring at people when you met them.”

“I did not,” Pin said, though he laughed. Becky shot him a look of disbelief as she stood, Eggnog having climbed onto her shoulder as she moved to sit next to Becky at the foot of the bed.

“You totally did,” she said. “You’re just in denial because you think it makes you look less intimidating, when, newsflash, your resting face genuinely makes you look like a ruthless crime lord capable of ripping out someones eyes. You don’t stop looking intimidating just because you stop glaring at people.”

You laughed, pressing a kiss to Pins cheekbone, and Jade caught the way that he turned to look at you as he grabbed your hand, interlacing your fingers before pressing a peck to your lips.

“The way that you look at Y/N is what takes away from your ability to intimidate others,” Jade said. “Now that I think about it, I was so afraid of you until they came around and you looked at them like they were the reason behind all that’s good in the world.”

You laughed. “He doesn’t look at me like that.”

Marcus scoffed, causing the four of you to practically jump out of your skin as he and Zoe entered the room.

“He does, Y/N, and you look at him like he’s the beauty amongst the rest of the chaos,” Marcus said. “To think that he looks at you like you’re anything less than the most important person in the entirety of his world is to play the part of the fool, honestly.”

You felt your cheeks warm and turned to look at him as Eggnog the cat found her favorite spot to rest. She always liked to curl up between you and Pin when there was enough space, often sprawling out across both of your laps.

“I love you, Pin,” you whispered. He grinned, pressing a quick kiss to your lips.

“I love you too,” he whispered back. He turned to Jade.

“Pass me your phone. We should get breakfast before the storm sets in.”

#pin hawthorne #pin hawthorne x reader #free rein

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barnesiove · 5 months ago

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Hudson Vega/Grace Foster

In the same way that it feels as if it’s been only days since I left San Diego, it also feels like I’ve been gone for a century. Good in the way that Katmere has begun to feel like home - unfortunate in the way that I’m so fondly aware of how fast things can change. How quickly life can flip. How quickly everything you love can be ripped out from under you…and I’m not only thinking of my parents’ death when I say this. Jaxon was taken from me as quickly as he was given, leaving me with an emptiness I never knew was possible.

I’m lucky enough to be surrounded by people who care, and I think that’s the only reason I’ve made it. Macy keeps life colorful. Though she’s been more of a fan of black since Xavier’s death, she has allowed her hair to return to the familiar hot pink it was when I got to Katmere, and that’s a win in my book. Flint keeps the laughter going, and not just for me. There’s not a single situation he couldn’t lighten up. Luca follows Flint around like a puppy, but he’s quickly picked up on his boyfriend’s humor. Mekhi and the rest of the Order have warmed up, and they feel like regular members of the group now.

Those are the easy ones.

Jaxon has been brooding around since he broke up with me - before that really, but it’s been worse the last few weeks. Dealing with him has been like trying to heard wild cats in the rain, whilst juggling the pins that are school work, my social life, our impending prison sentence, and my mate situation.

And that leaves Hudson. Hudson, who I never know what to do with. He’s the one person I want to run to, yet the one person who scares me the most. Not that I’m afraid of him. I’m only afraid of what I might lose if I do end up running to him.

It’s been three days since he kissed me by the pavilion, three days since I’ve been able to hold my thoughts together, three days of my mind being unable to wrap around the feelings I have every time I think of him. I want so badly to have a conversation with him without him shutting me out or getting defensive. Yet here we are, a day before we’re set to head out to the Dragon Court, and there’s a heaviness in the pit of my stomach just thinking of it.

I’m terrified that the Circle will find a way around the rules and arrest both of us, or worse, just Hudson. I think that would be the tombstone on top of my grave, encasing me inside forever.

I decide it’s now or never as I climb down the stairs toward his room. I don’t even know if he’s there, but I’ve made up my mind that I’ll just wait for him if he isn’t. I think I’ll always wait for him now.

Getting a little ahead of yourself, Grace.

I shake my thought away, closing in on the door. How Hudson-like that thought was. I wonder if my mind echoes his mantras now that he is in the flesh and not in my head. It sure has been a lot quieter since he left my mind, and I have to admit that I do miss him being there sometimes. Sure, it was a bit annoying not being able to be alone, but at the same time, he was always there to help, even though I didn’t realize what he was doing until he was gone.

I’m yanked from my thoughts as he subsequently yanks open the door. Of course he knew I was here - this is Hudson we’re talking about.

“Hi,” I say quietly, already studying his expression to gauge the situation I’m about to put myself into. “Can we talk?”

“Very straight-to-the-point of you,” he responds quickly, so quickly and straight faced that I fear he is annoyed, but he raises a brow, and his dimple makes an appearance with a small grin. “Of course.” He steps aside, and I follow him, letting him close the door behind me.

Before I can even gather myself, my eyes are darting to that ridiculously loud, yet sexy - so so sexy - bed of his. My cheeks must match the color of the comforter because he is smirking behind me. I can just feel it.

I don’t know how long I stand in embarrassment, but it’s long enough for him to lay a hand on my shoulder, gently turning me just enough to face him.

“Are you alright, Grace?”

“I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be?” I ask, trying to even remember how I planned on starting this conversation. Maybe I shouldn’t. I could just ask him to study, or watch a movie, or literally anything else.

That’s not why I’m here though, and I think he knows it. He doesn’t answer my question, but he does reach up and wrap one of my curls around his finger. I wish I could truthfully say that it doesn’t make me melt, but it does.

Just another thing that he also knows without me having to say it.

That’s the thing with Hudson. He may not be in my head anymore, but that doesn’t stop him from reading my mind.

He’s still toying with my curl when I reach up to grab his hand. I pull it down and intertwine my fingers with his, and I instantly feel both of us lose some of the tension in our bodies. He smiles at me gently, and I return it, unsure of how to start. I continue in silence, tugging him slightly to the couch and away from the bed. Those are the thoughts I try to push as far from the surface as possible. Hudson sits next to me and puts his hand on my leg. He already had the TV on, and it looks like Return of the Jedi is about halfway through. I’m offended.

“You watched it without me?” I ask, dramatically clutching my chest. He laughs.

“I would’ve asked, but I got tired of waiting for the right moment.” I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion. “You know, because you’ve been avoiding looking me in the eyes ever since our little moment outside?”

The heat is back in my face, and I struggle to find the words I need. Here he is, just staring at me, and I probably look like I can’t breathe.

“If it was too much, Grace,” he says quietly but firmly. “I can back off. I was just so set on kissing you, and you wouldn’t let me go. I knew I couldn’t not kiss you, not right then.” It sounds like he’s apologizing, and that’s not what I came here to get.

“That’s not it,” I somehow breathe out. Nothing else follows those words though, and I fear he doesn’t believe me. “I promise, Hudson.” I panic and spit the words out. He notices the pickup in my breathing, and I’m sure he can hear my heart beating out of my chest. Almost immediately, his hands are on top of mine.

“Take a breath, please,” he urges. “I’m not accusing you of anything. It’s okay, Grace.” I breathe in for the first time in what feels like minutes, and I tighten my grip under him.

“Sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

I don’t - it’s true. I don’t know why I’m all of a sudden getting nervous around him. I’ve always been comfortable around Hudson, in my head and out, so why now? Why now, when I have limited time to talk to him and possibly limited time left with him. Then I spiral again, unable to get the picture of Hudson in chains out of my head. The panic attack has already arrived at the station, and I can’t do anything to stop it.

“Nothing’s wrong with you, Grace,” he spits out. “I’ve been trying to tell you, but you just don’t listen.” My breath feels harder and harder to suck in. He notices and reaches up to push my hair behind both ears and out of my face. “Look at me.” It’s more of an ask than a command, even though I know he wants to make me. Leave it to Hudson - wanting to take care of me but knowing I can take care of myself. It’s one of the things that makes him different from his brother.

Are you really comparing the two of them right now?

I look up at him in a last ditch effort to free myself from my thoughts, and I find myself able to easily float away from them. That’s the thing about Hudson. He makes me feel everything and nothing all at once, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t adore it.

“Better?” He asks, his voice thick with concern. I give him a small smile and nod. I try to thank him, but no words come out. “Take your time. I’m not in a hurry.” This is the Hudson I’m not used to. He’s softer, gentler, kinder. It’s nothing like the snarky, pushy Hudson that lived in my head, and I’m trying my hardest not to run from him.

When I finally feel like I can breathe normally again, I try again. “I didn’t come here to talk about you kissing me,” I tell him. “Well, not directly about that kiss.” My cheeks flush again, like I’m unable to spit it out. He looks confused.

“And considering that’s the only time it’s happened, you’ve lost me here.” For the first time since I’ve known him, he doesn’t get the hint and isn’t one step ahead of me. I sigh.

“I’ve never had to spell anything out for you, Hudson. Now this is a shocker.” My comment makes him laugh at me.

“There’s my girl,” he says. “You know, it’s never as fun when you’re serious. I need a sarcastic comment every now and again. Keeps me on my toes.” He winks at me, but I don’t return the mood.

“Hudson, please.”

“What? I was only trying to make you-“

“I know that, but I need something else from you right now.” I say it quicker than I can stop myself, but there’s no going back.

“What do you need?” He asks. There’s not one hint of hesitation in his question. “You can tell me what you need, Grace.” His voice is so low that I can’t think straight.

“I don’t know how to tell you.”

He knows. I know he knows.

“Show me.”

I’ve already given him permission, and he knows that too. His hands are on my face before I can do anything, and he pulls me toward him until our lips only brush. He stops here, even though he knows what I want. He knows he can, but he still stops.

“You don’t have to be nervous anymore, Grace. I’ve got you.” He thumbs over my cheek. “I’ve always got you.” A tear makes its way onto my face, and he backs away, but his gaze doesn’t leave mine. He just stares at me, but with every second that passes, I find more and more peace. It’s not until I’ve completely calmed down that I realize he’s been tugging on the mating bond string, sending me the comfort I needed.

“Thank you,” I tell him, gaining my bearings and taking a deep breath before starting over.

Spit it out, you idiot.

“Hudson, I’m terrified.” It comes out fast and slams into him. His face changes, but I open my mouth again before he has a chance to speak. “Not of going to prison. Even though that seems more terrifying than anything, it’s not my worry anymore.”

Great, tears are coming again.

He puts his hand on my thigh, but he knows I’m not finished.

“What if they take you, and I’m left behind? I can’t live in a world without you in it.”

“Well, technically I’d still be in it.”

“You know what I mean.” I bury my face in my hands. This is so much harder than I ever thought it would be. “I just can’t stop thinking about what I’ll do if they take you alone. About what I would do if I had to look back knowing that the kiss by the pavilion was the only one we ever had.” Finally, I get it out. I feel like I’ve run a marathon.

“So that’s what you came for? A kiss?” My stomach drops. That sounds terrible.

“Hudson, that’s not how it was supposed to sound-“

He cuts me off with a single finger to my lips.

“What if I like the way it sounds?” My body feels like it catches fire. “Grace, I’ve been wanting to kiss you again every second since.” His eyes grow hungry for the first time since I’ve been in here, and I lose it. My hands are in his hair faster than I even know I put them there, tangling my fingers into it and using it to pull myself into his lap. He matches my movements and has a death grip on my hips. He knows what I want, and he’s there to deliver before I have to ask.

I tilt my head to give him access to my neck, and he presses kisses along my jawline and behind my ear. I fight the urge to squeal, but Hudson growls against my skin, and I scramble to pull him closer. He slides his hands under me and takes me with him as he stands up.

I know where he’s headed. I can see it out of the corner of my eye.

I know the sheets weren’t pulled back when I got in here. That slick bastard.

Before I know it, he throws me onto the bed, and he’s right there with me. His mouth is on mine again, and I’m not sure how much time passes before I pull back and force him to let me look at him. I’m breathless and hot.

“Can I ask you something?” He pulls back to get a better look at me, and for the first time, I don’t feel like I have to hide behind my pink cheeks. I’m confident. I know what I want. What I need.

“Ask me anything.”

“Can you make me forget?” I’m breathless as I ask him. “Just for now?”

There’s a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he doesn’t hesitate.

“Grace, are you-“

“I’ve made up my mind. Do something before I change it.” He smiles that devilish smile I’ve come to love so much.

“Oh, Grace. I thought you’d never ask.”

#where are all the fics in this fandom #i need them like air #crave #crave series #tracy wolff #macy foster #grace foster #hudson vega #jaxon vega #flint Montgomery #vampires #vega brothers

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hellcatinnc · 1 year ago

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Irresistible Mistakes Review

I have enjoyed playing all these sexy mens main story and wanted to share my thoughts on each of them. they are in order and even the ones I did not purchase I still left firs impressions of them.

Ones in pink are paid in the love365 app only that I purchased. The ones in green are for the app only that I did not purchase. The blue are the ones that come with the game on switch.

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Minoru Tsujimoto

Not gonna lie the moment this man walks into the office his charm, sex appeal and manners draw you to him like a moth to a flame. You have to watch yourself with him you will get burned playing too closely. However every word out of his mouth is so charismatic and sensual makes you want to just rip your clothes off and say take me and do anything you want to me. Like I was surprised just in the prologue alone he draws you in thats not even his story. He is a love advisor he swears he can get you with your head boss and well he had sex with you because you thought he was your boss and he went with it. He then tells you now he knows how you are in bed he can step you through how to change yourself to draw your boss in. However he gives you just enough to make you want to read his story and probably the most seductive one in the game well besides Tachibana of course.

Anyways on to his main story I found he went from this charismatic man to annoying and at some points walked on the line of harassing even. He would talk down about you but in a nice way so you weren't even sure he was bad mouthing you at the same time. Like he would say things like we had this kiss but I need to teach you how to be better its like What? Then he is blunt in other terms and is the guy who will be like will you sleep with me just plain out anywhere doesn't care. Even in all this the way he carries himself falls right back to being attractive again. Damn so many up and downs with this guy and that was already relevant by chapter 2. I wasn't sure if I wanted to rip off my clothes and sleep with him again or call HR and report him. Wasn't sure if I felt the need to kiss him or to turn him over to the police. He racked my brain for a good amount of time yet he was like a train wreck I needed to look away for my own good but I couldn't just like I can't just walk away and leave him alone.

Oh my god then he tells you he will help you get with the boss but you have to be obedient and I was floored somehow that was the hottest thing that came out of this mans mouth. I love how he is so upfront and the one thing he can't see done is lying its a no no in his book which I love. He calls himself her master at times and I'm not really into all that but damn when this man says it I'm like "yes master!!!" Then as time goes on he shows his softer sweet sides that make you want to melt. Like holding a umbrella over your head in the rain and putting his jacket around you. Then I went on to purchase the special endings because sadly they leave you hanging with his story in the main story which irritated me a bit but not his character but because unlike most you can finish their main story without buying more but I had to end up purchasing and using another 700 coins just to move on and because it was a cliffhanger I had to.

Oh lord he is a cat person he stole my heart with him always talking about you being his dog and he your master to come to find out he isn't even a dog person to begin with. As you unwind the story of how your first night was with him you find your boss was gonna put you in a can and leave you but this man this wonderful sweet man stopped in the rain when he saw you and put a umbrella over your hear to protect you. He took you to a hotel to get dry and when you wanted comforting he told you he would be this fantasy guy for you if you wanted, anything to make you happy again then he spent all the time after teaching you how to be the right kind of girl to catch your bosses attention. In all the mix of it though you fall in love with him I think even before he realizes it. The way it ends oh my I'm smitten with this man he even talks logic he tells you he wants you to stay with him and that he is in love with you and wants to tell you every second however feels whats the point of a title in a relationship when his heart belongs to you.

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Go Okuba

Oh this man I got it bad for. From the moment I saw this bartender think my heart skipped a beat. I'm not normally into alot of the blonde guys its a hit or miss for me but damn was he not hot right from the start. Then to find out he is sweet and sincere and I was sold. I couldn't stop this romance by this point and there were steamy sessions with him that melted my mind. He could sing as well and he loved to sing even behind closed doors. I was smitten by this man through most of the story.

He did have a sad past and he pushes you away for a bit before he realizes he doesn't want to go another day without you by his side. He spends the rest of the night making it up to you over and over again. I got the provocative end but after seeing the relationship up til now its not hard to see the sexual connection in the story there was no other way to end between him and you its just who he is. He used to be a ladies man until you find he was just afraid to let someone in because he was afraid they would leave like his parents and grandfather had when they all died when he was young. He is one of my favorite nice naughty boys.

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Toma Kiriya

This man comes off so cold and rude right from the start. I thought he was a tsundere and I think he might be a soft one. That being said as you start working with him little by little he lets his walls down for him to finally open up and tell you why he is the way he is. Back in college his girlfriend who he loved alot cheated on him with his best friend and hurt him so bad he never had trust in love after that. He only did hookups after that which is how he ends up in the hotel room after a one night stand. Anyways later you find out that he is love with you even before you realize your in love with him however you face alot of ups and downs. Times where it seems confusing if he even cares however there is always that point where he will say or do something that shows a little bit of that affection in.

He gets to a point he will do anything to keep you in his life and refuses to lose you to someone else. He has an aggressive side thats hot as hell, a tender side that is so sweet with putting jackets around you when your cold, holding your hand, letting you sleep on his shoulder in the car. I will admit he does hurt you in his route but its honestly his only way he knows to protect you from someone malicious who is out to hurt him and take you down with him. When he finally gets to tell you how he feels and why he did what he did he makes the sweetest statement to you. "I've been in love with you since that night" as he tells you this before making love to you again this warms my heart. Although he is not my favorite guy he still makes me happy with the outcome and how he makes you feel. The apologies for hurting you and the outright confession of love make him a really good love interest. Then again I love my tsundere's but he is definitely more dere than tsun.

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Shunichiro Tachibana

Damn this man is charming and just flows with sex appeal. He is kind and witty and even when he is in everyone else's routes he is perceptive and there to help you with a helping hand with whoever your in love with. He puts off this image of who he is and to be respected but deep down your the only one who will see the real him. He has a chance to be married to the governors daughter, to be the biggest and best guy on top and yet because he falls in love with you he will throw it all away and give it all up to spend his life with you. He comes off as a playboy who uses women but he is the farthest from that. He admits you are someone he has never met before yet you captivate him. So much so that you have his heart in your hands before you even know it. There is so much passion and depth in this man and its beautiful to see it unfold in front of you.

When he says things of how he feels even when its more sexual he can make you hear skip a beat and send shivers down your spine. He stands up for you many a times even to your own friend who makes a mockery of your relationship. I love that every time it rains it brings out this undeniable passion in him and he can't keep his hands off you. On the softer note when you go on your first date with him he is nothing like this boss you see at work. He is more carefree and enjoying things like a actual person. Even his words are more endearing and he loves to hold hands its like he would reach out to touch you some way or another all the time. I really like this guy he is definitely one of the good guys and his smile is amazing.

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Rei Kamiki

He comes into you life based off a project your put on group with however you see him with a different woman every night. He is quiet but your sure he is a male whore. However one night your cat gets out and he saves your cat getting banged and scratched up and bleeding as he does. You take him inside and clean him up and he tells you he has other scratches and removes his shirt for you to see and like damn, man give us all a heart attack. If thats not bad enough if you tell him thanks for his help he tells you that you can do something in return then tells you he wants to live with you. He talks to your cat all the time probably more than he talks to you. He also wants you to be his fake girlfriend and he wants to sleep in the bed with you no matter what. He is demanding, promiscuious, quiet and reserved yet oh so damn sexy. He is definitely a kuudere because its so hard to read his expressions most times and although he says nothing really rude he just shows no emotion unless he needs to its like he can't be bothered. He doesn't care to have relationships just one nights and boy is he hot under the sheets.

I had to end up purchasing this mans route cause it drew me in so much. Oh my though was I pleasantly surprised he is not only hot but he is so sweet even when doesn't even realize it. He is humble money means nothing to him he likes the simple things in life like looking up at the stars, and eating noodles in a cup with a beer on the side. He is so sweet to your cat they are like best friends. He is so adorable when he wants to just snuggle you and your cat in bed and your not even really a couple but he really does almost become like a pet cat for you but yet at the same time much much more. His story can be a little messy at points because of a ex/first love he had in the past but he is worth pushing through it all to be there for him because all she was a unrequited love anyways and he just needed someone to show him what it was like to be loved and give love in return. He spent his life in a orphanage and the one family he had he fell for one of his adopted brothers friends however she never loved him like that she loved his brother so he spent his life pining over her and now he finally gets to see how it feels to have it reciprocated.

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Toshiaki Kijima

I was pleasantly surprised by this man he is such a kuudere no doubt about it. I love though as you work with him you get to see little tid bits that make him a catch. He talks about not wanting a girlfriend but honestly thats only because he has been hurt. Anyways he does sweet little things like one of my favorites he gets her a can of coffee from the machine then takes the winning sticker off his can and puts it on her to let her have the prize and win. Then he comes across her on a day off and tells her he will help her shop for the office party so she doesn't have to carry all the stuff. He honestly is known as the boss from hell yet at the same time away from work he has a kind heart and when he smiles its not hard to see why anyone wouldn't fall for him. Then he pulls up with a motorcycle like omg I didn't see this coming. I mean this is the guy who looks like a nerd and yet he has a motorcycle it floored me.

He has his rough edges and when he feels like he could be the reason you get hurt since so many hate him he pushes you away. Thanks to your boss letting you in on the fact he had one love in his life and she died of cancer 5 years before. You really get to understand why he pushes people away because ever since he lost her he didn't want to hurt or let anyone in again. He is the one who eventually faces his feelings of grief with you by his side helping him. Once he lets that wall down he practically brings you to his attention that he wants to be with you. Now in the endearing happy ending he might confess he loves you but I got the provocative ending which I am happy with. You get to see not only is he the guy thats passionate but also honest with how he wants you. If he thinks he steps on boundary lines he steps back and will apologize that is some major respect points going to this man and just bought him husbando material right there. Anyways the moment you tell him to take you its a endless tender and passionate night you will never forget. I wish there was more romantic CG's with him but I look forward to more later from this guy he is one thats worth it for sure.

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Keita Mitsuura

Oh this man captured my heart not long after starting his route. Like seriously he has no issues letting you know he is excited to see you again. He admits he hasn't done this before and wants to make you his girlfriend. Like damn he is sweet, sexy, smart, playful, romantic, and perfect. As times goes on you realize he is a naughty boy but not in a bad way but a good one. Like he is the type to wake you up crack of dawn to make love to you, to grab you and pull you close when no one is looking. He is the guy who doesn't care if you let him take you with his family in the next room, he doesn't even care if they hear you moan he finds it just that much hotter. He loves to talk about his dreams and even though his relationship felt a bit rushed all of a sudden it felt comfortable and safe. It didn't feel like he was anything more than genuine however the gut feeling was waiting because he was just so damn perfect.

It happens near the end of the main story you find out it was all a lie to better his career and then he drops you. But even in that time he tries to distant himself from you he has to go to the point of leaving the company to get away from you as well as the rumors his ex spread about him. He was known soon after for sleeping with girls, leading them on while he was doing a project then dropping them after. This time wasn't so easy because as your character you have a chance to fight for him and his career he loves so much. After you become a thorn in his side and find out he lived his life growing up with out his parents and his brother always working. The first woman he loved didn't even show him what real love was. He shelters his heart from you and just tries to be cold so you will go away. However when you don't and you confess your love to him it strikes him in away that he apologizes and when your wanting to give another chance to start over he jumps on it even though he doesn't feel like he deserves it. Once you do though he can't stop telling you how he feels and how he has loved you for so long now and not sure how to handle it.

I know he wasn't the good guy all along and he is the kinda guy I usually hate in real life because he shows he is a good guy who will love you completely then you fall for him then he breaks your heart. He can be very manipulative and before you know it and all his words we a lie. However I'm a sucker for it obviously, I can only give Kei one thing that makes him different when he almost fully loses you he realizes your the best thing he has ever known and he realizes he has loved you for so long even when he wasn't sure what love really was. He is one you have to learn to forgive in time but the fact that when you wanted closure so you could move on with your life and he couldn't give you that because that would mean he was ok with fully losing you and he never was.

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Taku Hayama

This guy rubbed me wrong the moment I met him. He tries to charm you and does well with it thats how he gets you in bed the first night. Anyways he pretends to be this great guy that listens to you and hears you out then back stabs you telling you he used you from the beginning because he was from a rival company. Honestly the fact Toma didn't like him already put me on red alert with him. I was not having his shit and the comes out his mom is in the hospital and even when you try to be nice to him and sincere he still is an ass. He looks out for himself first and like by chapter 9 he is still just a ass. The MC is too gullible with him and yes I'm sorry he has a sick mom but that doesn't give him a right to betray, lie, and be hateful to people all while covering it up with charm. Don't get me wrong Kei is a manipulator but I don't know he was never that nasty with you and the one time he tries to it bout breaks him. However Taku can be straight cold and not even a sexy tsundere cold either. Like he is that guy you should watch out for he will be this nice guy and in the end he will hurt you way more than the rest. I tried to zip through his chapters as fast as I can. I was bored with the fact the mc kept going back to him it was pissing me off.

Later on you find out his mom is sick and in the hospital and of course the MC just has to be there for him even after all he has done at this point. She finds out his mom has an emergency surgery and she stays with him all night in the waiting area to make sure she pulls through out of intensive care. She does and the mc meets his mom who automatically thinks she is her sons girlfriend. I feel like his story played off that cause from that moment on after his mom telling her about his story about growing up having to work to help her out since his father left and she was sick. He had taken care of her all through high school and everything. Maybe I am just not that forgiving because if she hadn't had a good boss then she would of got fired cause of this asshole. Anyways they get found out within the company about him stealing her ideas and he gets transferred but he protects her by telling them before they can fire her that it was all him so he goes down with full blame. Before he gets transferred he comes to you to tell you how he feels then you mention you love him and he takes you back to the hotel on provocative ending and makes love to you after telling you he loves you. Ok so I'm sorry still bitter here no matter what he bored me, pissed me off, and betrayed me he is unacceptable to me.

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I did not pay for these stories on the app because after reading the demo to the main story they just didn't interest me enough. They may be good stories and too eaches on they just didn't grab my attention enough to pay for them. I'm very selective of the stories I purchase but from each demo of the guy this is my first impression opinion.

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Jun Araki

I love my tsundere men but i like a balance of the two or slightly more tsun is fine but there needs to be more dere than this man offers. He treats you horribly from the start honestly its hard to even imagine sleeping with a man like this in the first place. I would call him possessive but very angrily aggressive even from the start and trying to control what you do and say to him and others. He also makes it clear the idea of sleeping with you for one night he can't see why he would and verbally makes that clear too. At some point I might knock out his story for shits and giggles because I have nothing else to read but not my top priority in any way. Even the MC at one point calls him a hard-ass so she even gets he is a prick.

I will say though id I had to say one thing that went through my mind first time I saw him yelling and all and looked kinda sexy doing that. I will say I can see why as time goes on why he would have probably been a good sex partner because imagine all this pint up anger and aggression damn that probably made him the best lover letting it all go on you in a one night stand I could get behind that. I will say by the last of the free chapters I can say I will go back if nothing but to shoot for the provocative ending. I feel like he is one of those office romances that you hate but the hate is pint up sexual anguish that will lead to a release time and time again yet might still hate each other in the end but a good friends with benefits although in this case forget the friends part guess would be enemies with benefits lol. Honestly though he is one that should just shut up and take his clothes off cause when he talks he is too hateful.

As you continue to talk to this man it really is a confliction you think he could be hot in bed but he is so hateful like he calls you practically a whore yet he was the one to have a one night stand with you. Then he practically calls you a idiot and nuisance and he just can't be bothered to waste his breath on you. what a horrible monster yeah I will probably by his story when on sale or if I run out of content or its added to switch.

P.S. I didn't know this until after doing Rei's story since they grew up together he might not be a bad guy after all....hmm amazing how a character can change in front of you all because you see a softer side through another route. I didn't see that coming. That being said I think I will be coming back at a later time and definitely buying his route. Maybe just maybe there is some more dere in his tsundere than I thought. He does show his loyalty to Rei like a brother and willing to scratch his job to protect Rei so his loyalty would make him a good partner its getting past his hard exterior through his route is the key.

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Natsume Asaoka

I can't give much of first impression of this because in the first 3 free chapters you spend the whole time at work and talking about your boss not Natsume. Then on top of it Natsume just falls into the cliché of being too nice and so innocent that its the only story you start off from sleeping with him by accident instead you just kissed your boss and nothing else happened. For this to be irresistible mistakes I see really no mistake and I also don't see a interesting enough story to pay for. I normally like the best friend love but they had 3 chapters to pull you in with something, anything, that would make you want to see them together.

I really had high hopes for it and at some point I might pay for it but to me for now it isn't one I feel like is going to be anything more than her crying on his shoulder about a bad love life and then him admitting he is in love with her. He seems like the one who would be a good partner and maybe sometime I will give it another chance but definitely not at the top of my list with the first impression of him. I did go back and got a little tad bit of one of his later stories they are a bit more steamier however I don't want to put alot of money out just to get to that point maybe one day.....

One last thing the way he treats you in Tachibana's story pisses me off and I can't stand whether worried about you or not he is nasty and says hateful shit...

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Aki Mochizuki

His story isn't out yet but I did play his prologue and he seems like a stuck up cocky model that I will have no interest in anyways.

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Yukihisa Maki

Now in the story right off the bat thought I would like him so I tried out his demo story. Not even 5 minutes after meeting he is spewing out this bullshit about love and needs and then ends it with I want us to be friends with benefits. Its funny I guess I should have seen it coming because the moment you meet him in to prologue you see he is a bit more not going to say flirty he feels more sexual from the start. I love my flirty boys but I was looking for a love story and I feel like even if there is one in the end I just didn't feel connected to this character like I hoped to. He honestly comes off as a sleezeball. You know that guy who is over the top wanting to get in your panties this is him. There is really nothing sweet about this guy he can be vulgar and even at the office he has no problem bringing up the color of your bra he can see through your clothes. Its just rude. He has a weird obsession of mushrooms which is I don't know what to say about that but I hate mushrooms so he can keep them and love365 can keep his story for me. Worst part is when you see him in some of the other stories he isn't this ass shame on making him this way in his own route.

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