#i'm sorry this got a bit ramble-y but i do hope i got my meaning across ok

[anaid-queen]

thoughts on Astarion and asexuality

by a certified asexual ✌

yes, Astarion confirmed during Act II that he's only ever used sex as a tool (for as long as he's been a vampire anyway, which we learn later has been more than 80% of his life so far), either for his master because he was forced to or (more recently) for himself - to seek protection and trust, from you. he literally compares it to something disgusting to force himself through. but does that mean he's asexual?

yes, he talks about sex feeling "tainted" to him after he used it so much to lure Cazador's victims (and apparently, not just because it usually worked, but because he had to..? he doesn't specify, but lbr i wouldn't put it past the bastard to make it a rule of some kind, especially if he picked up on Astarion disliking it), but he also talks about being less disgusted by (quote) "beautiful" people (though he also conceded that in the sum of it all, that barely even mattered).

and he jokes about it being "almost [...] a challenge" to not have sex for a while (though it's unclear whether he thinks the player wouldn't be able to hold out, since it's supposed to be on his (Astarion's) terms?), and by the end of the romance arc, you can choose to have sex with him again and he'll enjoy it. all in all, it mostly really sounds like he's deeply traumatized (i mean duh, but yk, also sexually traumatized) and just needs a while to work through that (if you don't give him that time he'll go through with it once more but then break up with you, fyi) and not like he actually doesn't enjoy sex, never has never will.

i know he was not written as asexual.

[ and yes i also know that asexuality doesn't mean having no desire for / feeling disgusted by sex, i know. but the day ace rep is portrayed any differently in media is still ages away, so i'm working with "character intentionally written as ace = character written as not enjoying sex" here. ]

But.

is it so wrong to feel elated at the thought that he could be? to interpret him that way? especially when he says "I don't think I want you to think of me in terms of sex. I don't know if I want anyone to." (and says the second part so softly, eyes downcast, utterly devoid of theatrics or feigned nonchalance - almost like he's surprising himself with that thought, and voicing it openly). I felt that so much. upon you inquiring further, he snaps almost defensively that he wants to be seen as a person, which i know, i know, easily works back into the trauma narrative of him not being seen as a living (well yk) being that has feelings. it clearly doesn't necessarily mean he dislikes being seen as a sexual being, just that he's more than that and is sick and tired of being reduced to it.

but something still jumped in me at that line. 'please don't look at me and think of sex' is a frequent thought in my mind, and looking at me and thinking of seduction is a joke and a half - i don't dress it behave it or talk it, ever. but nonetheless, the... fear, almost? is still there. (and maybe the very reason i take care not to send any contradictory signals, but that's a topic for a whole 'nother post - this isn't about me).

i just. do i think Astarion was intentionally written as asexual? no. do i think he should be, and that there's something wrong with seeing him or preferring him as allo? absolutely not either! but i believe just as much that it's valid to read him or prefer him as ace. and yk, obv everything is valid, canon is your sandbox and your headcanons are your own - but in this case, it's really, really close to being in the text. he resonates with a lot of us, one way or another, and i think that's beautiful.

[oh-meow-swirls]

it's kind of weird to me that they didn't bother releasing sushi and tempura internationally at all but at the same time i'm kinda glad they didn't cuz like. yo-kai watch was financially failing in the west by the time 3 released. i feel like if they had released sushi and tempura the franchise would've completely tanked before we got sukiyaki which would've sucked. honestly if anything i feel like it's more surprising that we got all three versions of 2 instead of them just releasing psychic specters but tbf i think yo-kai watch was doing well in the west when 2 released. 2 is just inexplicably what killed the franchise despite being a masterpiece-

[spideyriki]

Oiiiii I’ve been following you for a while and I finally got the guts to send a request 0_0

If you’re okay with it could you please write about sub!jake as your roommate and him being a virgin but also the biggest pervert and how he secretly used your underwear to get off and kind of waxing you until one day you catch him in the act and take his virginity?

If you don’t like it you can change it to your liking or just ignore it

Ty in advance <3

if you want to

pairing: jake x reader

content: virgin!jake, soft sex, dacryphilia, panty stealing, nicknames, just a littleeee 🤏🏻 bit of degradation but not really reader js calls jake something sorta mean (+ lmk if i missed anything)

w. count: 2k+

a. note: hi anon n everyone!! sorry for disappearing for over a month but thank u so much for requesting n im so so sorry cause this is crazy overdue. hope you don't mind but i changed the roommate part and the watching reader part, i'm sorry i'm not into those things :(( n this was actually meant to be hard dom reader but i let the gentle demons win. nyways sorry for rambling here n feedback is appreciated, love u guys my lovely readers <3

you and your boyfriend, jake, have been living together for awhile now. everything was amazing and you were really pleased with the way the both of you managed to split chores without an issue.

jake was incharge of doing the laundry and recently, you've noticed some of your lace panties have gone missing. you were going to ask jake about it but it often times just slipped from your mind.

until, one night, you came home from work. calling out to him as you usually would when you arrived home, puzzled when jake hadn't immediately run up to you like he usually would.

making your way to your shared bedroom, you noticed the door was left slightly ajar, entering the room only to be greeted with an amazing sight.

the both of you haven't gone all the way yet but you have been intimate together before but the sight you witnessed was just breathtaking.

before you, jake was on all fours as his fist held your missing panties tightly around his flushed cock, moving at an amazing pace, his head lolled back as he chased his orgasm. quietly, you made his way behind him, his loud pants masking the sound of your footsteps.

"i've been looking for those."

jake jumped when he heard your voice, craning his head around quickly as his big eyes stared up at you, halting his ministrations.

immediately, jake grabbed the duvet in an attempt to cover bare body, stammering out rushed apologies. your cold hand rested on jake's chest to stop him from covering himself.

"that's not very nice, is it, jakey? stealing my panties.", you coo.

"i-i'm really sorry, y/n.", jake rushed out, tears springing up out of the corners of his eyes.

your gentle hand travelled up to his eyes and wiped the tears off his red blotchy face, your gaze heavy as you stared him down.

"what should i do with you, puppy? should i tie you up and leave a vibrator on your cute little cock? bend you over and spank you? hmm? what do you think you deserve, jake?"

his hard cock leaking another dribble of precum at your words. jake's fisted your panties tighter, catching his bottom lip between his teeth out of nervousness.

your hand tapped his flushed cheek gently at his silence.

"answer me.", you barked out.

a whimper left jake's mouth as another set of tears began to fall from his pretty eyes at your mean tone. slowly, jake shook his head in answer.

"no? i shouldn't punish you even after you've acted like some stupid bitch in heat?"

jake surpressed a cry, as he shook his head again in agreement, holding back more tears.

"then? should i just let you fuck me instead, puppy?"

at that, jake nods vigorously. unsatisfied with his silence, you quirk up a condescending brow at him. jake blinked up at you, flushing further when he realises what you're asking for.

"y-yes please, please let me fuck you, y/n.", jake squeaked out.

your gentle fingers caressed his cheek after deeming his response satisfactory, turning around facing your back to jake.

"undress me."

jake's shaky hands made his way to the zipper of your dress, gingerly pulling it down and watching as your bare skin slowly gets exposed to him. you shrug of the sleeves of your dress, before peeling it off your body.

you turn back to face jake, who was sitting awkwardly on your shared bed, his glossy eyes staring up at you as he waited for you to instruct him. reaching out, you take hold of his wrist and guided it to run over your body.

"don't be shy, sweet boy. it's just me.", you said in a sultry tone, reeling in the way his hands trace over your sensitive skin, goosebumps arising over the expanse of your torse as your nipples began to harden.

you pull down your panties as jake's hands fumbled around with your bra clasp, struggling to undo the garment. a giggle leaves your lips as his eyebrows furrow in concentration before you reach behind and unclasp it yourself.

jake's mouth fell agape, his eyes stayed trained on the dips and curves of your beautiful figure as you stood bare before him, a smile etched across your face at jake's adorable expression before his cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

the feeling of the covers being pulled off his body snapped him out of his trance, your eyes trailed down to look at how jake's poor little cock was so so hard and had leaked all over his abdomen.

your legs straddled jake's lap, the way your damp core pressed up against him nearly made jake go light headed. his hands rested on your hips as he leaned up to kiss you, shivering at the feeling of your boobs pressing up against his chest.

the kiss you both shared was wet and messy, the urgency evident as jake grew needier by the second. your tongues danced together as your hands circled around his shoulders and his rested awkwardly on your hips.

as you slowly pulled away, a string of saliva breaking apart from the distance between your lips. his eyes fluttered open, only for them to gravitate towards your breasts.

you leaned into his ear and whispered, "taste them, sweet boy."

his mouth was around your hardened nipple, hesitant at first before he was eagerly sucking the bud. your fingers made it's way to his soft hair. you let out a moan as his teeth nibbled around your tit, tugging at his hair which elected a whimper from jake.

as the feeling of your core grew frustratingly wet, you decided to properly lay on the bed, guiding jake to loom above you.

"may i touch you down here, jakey?"

"yes, please.", jake shyly answered you.

as the feeling of your soft fingertips came into contact with his achingly sensitive cock, jake let out a loud moan as his head feel back, tears brimming his eyes.

"s-so good.", jake moaned out.

your fingers moved agonisingly slow as your thumb smeared precum all over his slit, only for more to spurt out, a small mewl sounded from jake as your hands moved downwards to fondle with his balls.

deeming jake ready, you laid back further and spread open your legs. your wet folds glistening from the light of the room as your entrance fluttered around nothing, urging jake to touch your core.

"go on, jakey. fuck me like you wanted to, sweet boy.", you urged him.

jake's hands held your thighs as he aligned his cock to your entrance, his face flushing a deep red as his lip was caught between his lips. jake took deep breaths from his nose. though, you quickly held his wrist as you took notice of his eyes watering.

unlike earlier, jake genuinely looked a little worried, so, you quickly stopped him before sitting up to look at him properly.

"jake, what's wrong, sweetheart? we don't have to do anything if you don't want to.", you said softly as you caressed his back soothingly.

jake's big eyes looked up at you, holding back tears.

"i've never... haven't..", jake's sentence trailed off.

your brows furrowed in confusion as you processed what jake was saying, eyes blinking in realisation.

"...jake, are you a virgin?", you questioned him.

at your words, jake's lips wobbled as he hesitantly nodded and he looked seconds away from tears, quickly, you wrapped your arms around him and pulled him closer to you.

"it's okay, jakey. don't worry, we don't have to do anything."

"n-no!", jake rushingly cut your words. "i w-want to do this... but i just don't know how to.", jake continued, timidly looking down at his hands.

you gently took hold of his face to look into his beautiful eyes, giving him a soft smile. leaning down, you pressed a small kiss on his lips. slowly, you flipped him over to lay on his back as your lips slotted between his once again. unlike the kiss you both shared earlier, it wasn't rushed or urgent but it was passionate and full.

"can i ride you, jakey?"

jake nodded eagerly at you, however, at his lack of words, you pulled away.

"words please, sweet boy.", you whispered to him.

"y-yes please fuck me.", jake breathed out.

placing one last kiss on his lips for good measure, you took hold of his full member and aligned it with your soaking entrance, you looked up into jake's eyes as you finally sunk down on him.

you let out a deep breath at the feeling of his thick cock filling up your tight pussy, his prominent veins rubbing against your insides so deliciously as your hips stilled to make sure jake was ready for you.

at the feeling of your pussy enveloping him, jake had to use every power in him to not cum into you right then and there. jake's head immediately rolled back into the soft pillows and his eyes clamped shut, his hands pawing at your hips as if to ground himself. slowly his eyes fluttered open to look at you.

the way you smiled down at him was enough to make him go crazy.

at the sight of jake blushing, your fingers reached down to run through his hair. "you okay there?", you asked teasingly, tilting your head slightly. jake mewled at the feeling of your hands running through his locks as he nodded.

a few moments passed before you deemed jake ready, slowly you rolled your hips foward to see how he would react.

jake let out a hearty moan at the sensation. his eyes shutting closed once again as he got lost in the feeling. taking that as a good sign, you began to thrust down onto his length.

your hips carried you up to bounce on his dick, your boobs jumping with your thrust. your warm walls stretching as his cock burried itself deeper inside you, beginning to kiss at your cervix. glancing down, you take notice of how jake's large cock was bulging against your lower abdomen with each thrust.

"look at how big you are, jakey.", you cooed out.

jake made the mistake of looking down to your lower abdomen where he could see the way his cock throbbed inside of you as you grinded into him, his mind reeling at the way your cunt was so tight around him.

the familiar feeling of his tightening core was getting harder to hold back as he looked down a little more, only to be greeted with the sight of his dick disappearing into your tight wet hole.

pretty tears continued to cascade down his cheeks, "please so close!", jake all but screamed out to you.

your fingers took hold of his hands that were holding onto your working hips, interlocking them together as you leaned down to capture his lips.

"let go for me, jake.", you whispered against his lips.

that's all it took for jake to cry out as his hips snapped up into you, squeezing his eyes shut as his cock released his warm cum deep inside you. praises fell from your lips as he emptied himself into your cunt.

as he came down from his high, a whine escaped him as you continued to ride him, increasing your pace as you chased your own orgasm. you cooed at him softly, "just a little more, sweet boy.", you let go of one of jake's hand to massage at your clit.

finally, the coil in your stomach snapped, squirting your juices all over his dick. at the combined feeling of your cunt tightening around him and the way your cum coated his dick, jake couldn't help the moan that left him as he released into you again.

your movements slowed down before it finally came to a halt, as you leaned down to capture jake's lips in yours, lifting yourself off his softening cock, your pussy dripping cum onto the bedsheets.

immediately praises fell from your lips when you parted from the kiss as you rested your head on his chest.

"thank you for letting me be your first, my love."

©spideyriki 🍉

[angelcakegirl]

ʚ she's not me ! ɞ

re2!leon kennedy x fem!reader

wc; 1.3k

cw; smut (mdni!), p in v, unprotected, no use of y/n, mentions of cheating, bestie!leon!!!

note; hiii!!! this is my first tumblr post so im kinda new to this hehee, so sorry if my english isnt the greatest but hope u enjoyy<3 (ps, let me know if i missed any cw!!)

the night was all too relaxing. just the typing at your keyboard and sipping at your coffee, while raindrops painted the glass windows. accompanied by that sweet tapping sound, this was the life.

what you weren't expecting was a wild leon knocking at your window, hair all soaked and dark from the rain. "leon, what the fuck?" you ran over to the window and opened it up. he's lucky you live on the first floor of your apartment.

once you're actually close to him is when you realize he's in tears. "she cheated on me!" he exclaimed, followed by a few sad cries.

honestly, you warned him this would happen. everyone did! his ex girlfriend was a whore, to put it nicely. yet you decided to hold back all your i told you so's, and let him in kindly.

so here he was. on your couch, with your towel slung around his shoulders, and even finishing your coffee. unsolicited. seriously, who does that?

but he's your best friend. he's sweetheart, really. you love him... as a friend. so of course you'll console him.

"she didn't deserve you, lee. you're too good for her." in all honesty, you wanted to just say that she's notorious for cheating on all her men, but that's not what he needed to hear right now.

he stopped his crying a while ago, yet you could still hear the strain in his voice. like he was ready to get the waterworks running any second now. "i just don't understand– you say i'm a good guy yet she still cheated. am i not worthy of love or something?"

oh, now you wanted this bitch dead. cheat on leon? that's one thing but he'll get over it. however, she had to ruin his self worth too? now you've got a problem.

you gently placed your hand on top his which was resting on his knee. looking into those sweet blue eyes, as the damp tips of his hair kissed his eyelashes. "you're worthy, leon. i think you're worthy of love."

leon was ashamed to admit it, but your hand on his, paired with your sweet words and probably even sweeter lips? yeah, you had him shivering under his skin. seriously, he just got cheated on not even thirty minutes ago and here he was blushing from his best friend. even worse; his blood ran south.

he gulped in response, that pretty adams apple bobbing in his throat. "uh– if you say so. thanks." your hand lingered for a moment, yet you quickly let go of him and cleared your throat. getting up off the couch. "want more coffee? i'll go make some." you offered. "yeah, sure." what he really wanted now was you.

you returned with the coffees, letting him sip at it for a moment before placing them both down on the coffee table. of course you had to bend over in those little things you called shorts. right in his face. he had to bite back a groan, even shift a bit in his seat pathetically.

poor guy, the smallest things turned him on. "you look pretty today." he complimented, more so thinking with his dick than anything. which earned a small chuckle from you. "oh, really?" you were just wearing whatever shorts and tee you found that day. so what on earth was that about?

you took your seat back down next to him, looking at him for a good awkward thirty seconds before he lunged forwards into a hug. "thank you so much... seriously, i wouldn't know what i'd do without you." he mumbled into your shoulder.

you smiled, wrapping your arms around him and letting your fingers run through the back of his hair in a soothing motion. "it's all good, lee, don't worry about it."

suddenly, you felt it. his erection pressed against you. "um?" and he immediately pulled back a bit panicked. beginning to ramble an apology on. "shit– i'm sorry! i didn't mean to or anything just, fuck, i'm sorry–"

someone had to shut him up! you just did it the more convenient way. lips pressed against his, and it didn't help that they were so soft too. like little pillows. you pulled back, and his jaw was to the floor. "holy shit."

in an instant, he laid his head on your shoulder. face buried into the crook of your neck. "i need this." he whined a little. "i need you." okay, no one warned you this man was so whiny. whiny, and convincing.

and that's how you got here. sitting pretty on his lap, in a full make-out sesh with your best friend. to be fair, best friends kissed all the time.. you think! so yeah, you were wrong before. this was really the life!

your lips moved in sequence, until he pulled back panting for air. "may i?" as he tugged at your t-shirt. "you may." met with the plush of your tits, immediately kneading them in his hands with a soft groan.

after that, the rest of your clothes were quick to go. his too. you pressed your lips to his with a few more quick kisses, taking his length in hand. to say your best friends cock was pretty was an understatement. with a slight curve upward, and a flushed tip, you knew this thing was gonna feel pretty damn good.

"haah–" he immediately gasped as your hand up and down his width. you were nearly in shock to see your friend mindlessly bucking into your hand. holy, he was effortlessly sexy.

to be honest, he could finish like this alone. but where's the fun in that? "i'mma need more, baby, please." and just like that he had you kissing his swollen lips as you aligned your entrance with him.

once you sunk your hips onto him, he immediately took hold of them. being met with your velvety walls all tight around him had put him in a trance. not that he didn't have a similar affect on you. the initial burn and stretch was a lot but after a few small minutes it all subsided for pleasure.

"holy fuck!" leon threw his head back for a split second, before picking it back up to look at you. eyes half-lidded and dewy with pleasure. "you like that, baby?" you had to tease with a smirk. "fuckin' love it."

lewd squelching and skin slapping filled the room. that, paired with you and leon's moans and whimpers in sync was a godsend. he tried to hold himself back, he really did. but not even seconds later he found himself bucking into your cunt, balls deep. his pretty tip kissing your cervix with each hit.

you gasped out as your nails dug into his muscular shoulders. which painted some red scratches along his skin for him to admire later. both of your hips moving in sync. you immediately began to sing out your pleasure, all just for him to hear. "fuck– lee, just like that!"

of course leon took that as his cue to mess with you back. "oh yeah? you like that, baby?" typical. you could tell he was close by the way he began to grit his teeth. luckily for you, the sight alone was enough to cause that knot to form in your stomach.

one of his hands let go of your hip. bringing the rough pad of his thumb down to your puffy clit to rub in a few figure eight's. earner even louder sounds from you. "you gonna cum, hm?" he spoke through grunts, feeling your walls inclose on him. "fuck, cum for me, baby." cause' a true gentleman never finishes first!

your release quickly washed over you after those five magic words, going momentarily dumb on his cock. the second you came, he followed right behind. shutting himself up by pushing his lips onto yours. entangling his tongue with yours as his hot seed began to fill you. all while he just continued to thrust it up into you.

as you both came down from your highs, you slipped off leon. before crashing down to lay against his shoulder as you caught your breath. leon watched his remnants spill out you, biting his bottom lip in a smirk. he had a split reminder of his ex, but not one that did her any justice at all. "should've known she had nothing on you."

[todomochi-uwu]

Who (6/?) J. Y & S. M

Pairing: Poly! Jeong Yunho x reader x Song Mingi

Genre: Angst, Smut

Warnings: This content is for a mature audience

Synopsis: You can't remember when was the last time you spent time with them, the last "I love you", the last time any of them kissed you.

Author's notes: It's been such a long time, and I'm sorry for that. Life hasn't been quite easy, but as an apology here's some smut. Hope you enjoy.

Other chapters: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

If you enjoy my work, please consider buying me a coffee ☕

It had been a couple of weeks since that night, and getting used to being back wasn’t quite as easy as you thought it would be. At first feeling like a stranger to the place you had once called home, and while your lovers may try to help with that, you fear they may seem to be overcompensating a bit.

You woke up because of the ungodly amount of sound that came from the kitchen.

“Yunho?” Your eyes could barely focus on the things in front of you, besides, what the hell was he doing at home at this hour? Wiping the floor?

“Good morning, my love.” He sighed and got up, “I’m sorry did I wake you up? I dropped some pans and spilt milk. I’m sorry I’m a bit of a mess right now.” He kissed your forehead before going back to cooking, “I’m making breakfast, are pancakes, okay? We also have cereal, or I can make you some eggs or…”

“Pancakes are okay, but what are you doing here so late in the morning? Shouldn’t you be at the hospital?” You took a seat on the kitchen bar.

“I’m taking some time off, they asked me to. Just to get my head back on my shoulders.” He flipped a pancake, “Mingi will be back in a second he went to get some orange juice, we ran out yesterday and we know how much you like it and…” He kept on going, but you couldn’t make sense of what he was saying.

You looked at him without saying anything. His hands trembled with every move he made; he kept on rambling, not stopping to take a breath, afraid to let any uncomfortable silences come through. He couldn’t stay put, moving things around, not able to focus on one thing.

Mingi came through the door. His hands were full of grocery bags that threatened to snap and spill what was inside of them. “I’m back!” He set everything on the countertop, bags of snacks spilling out, hygiene products you were missing, and a bunch of things you don’t even remember mentioning you needed. “I bought everything you ask for, my love.”

“Mingi, you didn’t have to buy this all at once. I have most of this stuff back at my place.”

“Oh well, now you have them here.”

After everything that you had gone through you felt like you needed a bit of time alone, to take a step back and process. Having to come to terms with the idea of being single, actually trying to move on, Bang Chan, the club, Yunho and Mingi. All that in such a short period was messing with your head. But your lovers seemed to differ.

“Babe, I will come back earlier from work to take you on a date, okay?”

“Mingi, we went out yesterday, I’m sure Jongho needs your help back at the office.”

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll take care of everything.”

Yunho wasn’t any different.

“My love, how about we go for a walk? Or would you rather watch a movie? We can go for some ice cream.”

“Yun, don’t you have to study? I saw your calendar and you have an upcoming test.”

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll figure it out.”

You missed them, and not having them around had been a nightmare, but this might be over the top. Not neglecting you didn’t have to mean neglecting everything else. So, a list of all the things you had to do began to form in the back of your head.

First, figure out a way to tell them (in a way that won’t destroy Mingi) that you need some space to understand what’s going on in your head and heart. Second, get some actual work done; bills still need to get paid. Third and last of all (and the one you have been dreading the most) talk to Chan. You weren’t even sure if he would be willing to. Jisung said he hasn’t seen him come out of his apartment, and he doesn’t even answer the door; every single time Minho tried contacting him it goes straight to voice mail. Your friend assures you he only needs a bit of time, but you are not quite sure, this might be it for your friendship, and you won’t lie, it breaks your heart.

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Going back to the first task. You rehearsed over and over again the things you want to say, in your head and front of the mirror, it makes you cringe, but it’s better than to see Mingi drown in tears and sobs.

“I appreciate all the effort you are putting in, but that doesn’t mean you have to neglect everything else in your life...”

“We have to learn how to balance work, our individuality and this relationship...”

“All this will take time, trust is gained slowly, and I’m sure…”

And you swore those would be the words that would come out of your mouth the second dinner was over. It wasn’t easy to explain how you ended up in this position…

Mingi between your legs, lapping at your pussy like a starved man, his mouth alternating between your entrance and your clit, not knowing which one to pleasure first. Meanwhile, Yunho was sucking at your neck, leaving bruises all over the sensitive skin; his fingers pinched and pulled on your nipples, and the sins that came out of his mouth made you tremble.

“Haven’t you missed this, my love?” He said pulling on your earlobe, “Have you missed Mingi eating your sweet, little cunt, mm?”

Mingi let your skin go with a pop, before pushing two of his long, thick fingers inside you without warning, finding a rhythm immediately, kitten licking your clit at the same time.

You couldn’t form any coherent thoughts; pleasure had completely taken over your brain; you could only feel the warmth of Mingi’s tongue and Yunho’s hard cock on your back.

“Please, please, please.” You didn’t even know what you were begging for.

“What do you need, baby? Tell us and we’ll give it to you.”

“I need you.” You whimpered.

“But baby, you have us.” Fucking Yunho, always a tease.

“Please, please Yuyu.”

“You need to tell me, love.”

Mingi’s mouth abandoned your core, leaving you aching and in need of more. “Come on, baby. You have to tell us what you want.” He urged, mocking you. “Use your words.” His fingers kept you on the edge, but not giving you any more.

Your mind is clouded by the overwhelming sensations coursing through your body. "I need..." you began, your voice barely above a whisper, "...both of you."

Yunho's fingers continued their torturous assault on your sensitive buds, while his teeth nipped your skin, "And you will have us."

Mingi resumed his ministrations with renewed fervour. His fingers delved deeper, stroking that sweet spot inside you that sent sparks of pleasure shooting through your veins, while his tongue resumed its teasing assault on your throbbing clit.

“I need to cum, please.”

"Then cum, my love, cum for us.”

With a strangled cry, you let yourself go, surrendering yourself to the overwhelming sea of sensations your lovers were providing. Heavy breaths escaped your chest, a constant ring in your ears, you could barely tell where you were, but one thing was clear, your lovers were not done with you.

You could feel them moving around you. This time Mingi was the one behind you, holding your knees against your chest, placing small kisses and whispering sweet nothings in your ear, his hands massaged your thighs gently.

“You did so good for us, sweetheart.” His fingers traced patterns in your bruised skin.

The familiar sound of the lubricant’s cap opening made you whimper; you had been conditioned to know what would happen next. Yunho and Mingi would always make sure to prepare you to take them, making you cum a couple of times before even trying anything, but tonight you just couldn’t wait, and neither could they.

“Are you ready, my love?” Yunho’s words made you tremble. You felt both their tips in your entrance, ready to claim you at the same time. Mingi kept his hands on your hips while the man in front of you caressed your legs, waiting for your permission to go on. Both of them slightly shaking with excitement and desperation.

“Yes.”

The sensation of being filled by them was overwhelming, but made you feel complete, whole, something you hadn’t felt in a long time. Their movements were slow and hesitant, not wanting to hurt you. Mingi’s moans and whines filled your ears, his hands pinched your skin and his head was thrown back in ecstasy.

“Oh my god, yes, god yes!” He wasn’t concerned by the sounds that left his mouth, too busy enjoying the feeling of your warmth enveloping him.

Yunho wasn’t doing any better, groans constantly leaving his mouth, driving himself deeper inch by inch. His eyebrows furrowed and mouth slightly opened, his eyes could only focus on the place where your bodies met and became one. The image of his and Mingi’s cock splitting you open wasn’t new, but goddamn was it the most erotic thing he had ever seen.

You closed your eyes, trying to control yourself. Pain and pleasure danced inside you, intertwining themselves and covering your entire being. Each thrust consumed you entirely, making your moans turn into screams, you could feel yourself teetering over the edge. The blonde´s fingers pushed on the small bud of nerves at your core making tears spill out of your eyes, while Yunho’s lips sucked your nipples raw.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He moaned, his hips never relenting their hellish pace. And a single moment of clarity, his eyes met Mingi’s. The same look of need and lust covered his face, red cheeks and dazed eyes, cries escaping his mouth, a small I love you between them. With what little sanity he had left, he took the younger man’s head and pushed their heads in a kiss. their teeth clashing and tongues sucking on each other in ardour, both of them moaning because of the new stimulation.

“I’m going to cum!” You cried. An explosion of pleasure filled your system, as your body convulsed in ecstasy, making you almost pass out. Yunho and Mingi couldn’t hold back any longer, the tight knot snapped, joining you and spilling their seed inside you. Their essence and yours running down your thighs, ending up in the couch’s leather.

The three of you lay breathless, boneless, but complete. You had for once and for all found your way back to each other, and after what felt like an eternity, everything felt right.

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pairing: dad!bucky barnes x au pair!reader

warnings: age gap (reader is 10 years younger than bucky), mentions of smut (18+, dni if under 18)

author���s note:  last time i posted was december 31. i am very sorry is all i have to say 🤣

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i keep these longings lost in lowercase inside a vault ...

      - But I wanna go! - Sadie whined as Y/N was preparing her to go spend some time with her grandmother.

Sadie wasn't one to really enjoy being away from her father and Y/N had made the grave mistake of telling her she and her dad were going out for a meal which in Sadie's mind roughly translated to they're going out to eat without her.

      - I know, munchkin but you won't like the restaurant me and daddy are going to. They don't sell any chicken nuggets.

      - But daddy always makes them have it.

      - That's sweet, baby, but I don't think daddy can change menus. I think.

The red head pouted as Y/N finished sorting her out. She wondered if Bucky had a nugget empire of restaurants he could choose or if he was that well respected a chef would just prepare it for him just because his daughter wanted it. Whatever way it was, she stood there realising she'd never gone on a date with someone that high up. Sure she had her little affairs with men that had a trust fund but they were just that, the sons of powerful men. Bucky was both - the son of a powerful man and a powerful man himself. Did she even know how to dress for a man like that?

She sighed, entering her bedroom and opening her closet, crossing her arms at the sight in front of her. "Downtown at 7", what kind of information was that? It could mean a myriad of things which required a different dressing code. Damn you Bucky and your vague instructions. Y/N eventually decided on a black dress, hoping that would work for everything.

Y/N looked at herself in the mirror and put her lipstick on. The same mantra was going over and over in her mind "it's just a date", yet every time she did she rationalised that it wasn't just a date. It was a date with Bucky, her Bucky, her boss Bucky, father of Sadie Bucky. Just do it, she told herself as she went to grab her purse to meet Bucky at his office, just do it.

      - Has anyone ever told you you take as long as my daughter to get ready? - she jumped a bit as she heard Bucky's voice.

      - What are you doing here?

      - We have a date, have you forgotten? - he got up, his hands inside the pockets of the neatly tailored suit as he approached her. - Or are you chickening out?

      - I'm not chickening out. I thought I was meeting you at your office. I mean, you usually finish at 6:30 and since you said 7, I thought ...

      - I forgot that you're the boss of my company. - he interrupted with his characteristic smirk. - I got off early. Got a new suit, fresh shave.

      - Shame. I do like the stubble. - she said as she caressed his face. His cheeks warmed up at her touch. - Maybe now I do need to cancel my date with you.

      - You like Italian? - he said as he helped her put her coat on. It was almost like a scene from an old movie. - There's this restaurant downtown a friend of mine opened, really quiet and private.

      - Wanna hide me, huh? - she smirked.

      - No, no ... shit, that's not what I meant. I thought you'd like something more private? I don't wanna hide you I mean look at you, you're so gorgeous and ...

      - I'm just joking, Sergeant. - she interrupted him as she saw him get into a state of rambling. Bucky always knew what to say so to see him so tied up and awkward was rather enjoyable for her as she was the one to usually end up in that situation. - I think it sounds good. You really didn't need to go through all of this.

      - Why? Did you prefer I skip right over to sex? - he smirked, making her cheeks flush with warmth as she recalled the last night. - See? I can joke too.

      - Yeah sex with you is kind of a joke. - she retorted which made Bucky smile at her wit. - I dropped Sadie off at your mother's but she may call you at some point.

      - Yeah, I called my mum to speak to her but apparently she is upset because there's no chicken nuggets? Care to explain?

      - Long story. - Y/N shrugged. - Is she okay?

      - My dad's probably boring her to death with model trains and my mum is feeding her every sweet treat they can find, so I'd say she's fine.

      - She's going to be impossible tomorrow, isn't she?

      - I was hoping she stayed at my parents tomorrow as well.

      - Why? I'm bored, I have nothing to do until I hear back from my VIVA and Sadie keeps my mind away from it.

      - I have plans for you tomorrow.

      - What kind of plans?

      - Y/N, doll, do you ever stop asking questions?

      - I'm a scholar, my job is to ask questions. It's almost like I asked you to stop being bossy and impossible.

      - I am not bossy and impossible.

Y/N snorted a bit at that statement. She adored Bucky and he had been nothing but a great boss - to her at least. He was a perfectionist and liked everything done with the best results in mind which sometimes led to him being quite impossible, specially if her was in a sour mood. Heck, sometimes she'd even been on the other end of it yet it usually ended up with him apologising.

      - Let's just go before you decide you don't wanna go out with a bossy and impossible man.

      - Jokes on you, maybe I do prefer my men bossy and impossible.

      - And still you dated ... what's his name?

      - Oh c'mon.

      - Bet he didn't take you to a nice restaurant.

      - It's not a competition and right now you haven't taken me anywhere.

      - The driver is waiting downstairs, I was just waiting for you.

      - You got the driver? Bucky, I could've driven us there.

      - In the yellow monstrosity? I think not.

      - HEY! Ducky is a great car.

      - The fact you named your car makes it worse. It's a Fiat 500 cosplaying as a Tweety Bird.

      - You know the word cosplay? Wow, you're a very advanced old man in your pop culture.

Bucky rolled his eyes, wrapping his arm around her waist and bringing her downstairs. He didn't exactly knew how to act on a date with her, she was not the type of woman he usually dated - he actually hadn't even dated in a while, he was one to just go to dinner for one night stands only. His last date, Sadie was 5 months old and he went out with a woman named Elizabeth who worked in Wall Street - a date which had been cut short by his constant wondering about Sadie.

This was different, first Y/N didn't work in an area which matched his and, at least in his head, was a lot more educated than him and probably worried about his daughter as much or sometimes even more. It was just different and he didn't exactly knew how to handle it in a suave manner and she seemed to notice as they sat. She gave him a knowing look before opening the restaurant menu.

      - How many people here do you think are convinced I'm your sugar baby? - she attempted to break the ice, her little mischievous smile as she looked at him over the menu. Bucky laughed at this, looking around before looking back at her.

      - Probably no one. If you were my sugar baby, your dress would fit you properly.

      - Hey! - she playfully kicked him under the table. - This is Marc Jacobs.

      - You wore that dress for your interview to be Sadie's au pair.

      - That was ... a while ago. I had just started at graduate school.

      - You had these really funny bangs and you used to carry around all of these really colourful notebooks.

      - Yeah the breakup bangs. - she giggled. - You know, I had just cut them the night before and I cried so much when I woke up because I thought they would ruin the interview.

      - Maybe your true calling is being a hairstylist.

      - If I don't pass, then it may be an avenue.

      - You really think you're not gonna pass your VIVA? C'mon, you're the smartest person I know.

      - You're just saying that so I'll end up in your bed tonight.

      - Uh, no, if I wanted you to end up in your bed tonight, I wouldn't need flattery. Just fifteen minutes alone with you in the restaurant bathroom and my hands.

She opened her mouth to respond back but immediately closed it, not sure of how to exactly answer to that. She'd heard stories, she knew he was right ... heck, she had experienced it just last night and she had to admit the idea of it was not entirely off putting.

      - Don't change the subject.

      - You changed the subject first, doll. - he shrugged. - You're the only person I know that doesn't believe you.

      - I don't wanna talk about it, Sergeant.

      - Bucky.

      - What if I prefer Sergeant?

      - Darling, you can call me whatever the hell you like, as long as you're calling me.

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Across Enemy Lines

Summary: Jon Moxley’s sister has been through a lot during her career at AEW, but Tyler has always been there for her. So when Wheeler starts messing with Tyler, Y/N is not going to sit by and watch it happen.

Warnings: family drama, fighting, arguing, violence, intergender fighting, weapons, threats, protective!Y/N, angst, fluff, Wheeler being a little jerk, bit of spice

A/N: I hope you all enjoy this fic!! It is quite long😅 But I worked super hard so I hope you enjoy!! The support I get on my fics really means the world to me and I love each and every one of you!!!!!!!!🥹🤍 And as always, a special thanks to @99hook , who always listens to me ramble about my ideas and helps me💛✨ And to @madhatterbri who listens to ramble as well, and helped me come up with the PERFECT name for this fic💜

Y/N let out a sad sigh, and watched as her breath swirled around the cold air in front of her.

She was sitting on a curb outside the arena, knees pulled to her chest as she waited for Taz's car to pull around and pick her up.

Tyler had been ejected from the building earlier that night, after getting into a fight with Wheeler and pushing an official.

She would have gone with him, but Y/N had recently become good friends with MJF and knew this night would be stressful for him as he looked for partners in his match against Jay White and his gang.

She didn't want to leave him, and Tyler said he needed some time to himself anyway. She knew he'd probably go to the gym and beat the crap out of some innocent punching bag until she got there, so she stayed.

But Y/N was now fully convinced the night couldn't have gone any worse. With Tyler getting thrown out, Mox beating the hell out of Orange, and MJF and the acclaimed losing, she just wanted to go curl up in Tyler’s arms and never leave.

But she turns to look when someone clears their throat behind her.

She turns to stare back up at the sky when she sees Claudio Castagnoli looking down at her. "What do you want Castagnoli?"

"Castagnoli?" Claudio sits down next to her. "I think you and I are far past last names"

"We used to be" Y/N says softly. "I don't know if we are anymore"

Claudio nods sadly. "We all miss you, you know? We'd be happy to have you back. Especially Jon. He misses his sister"

Y/N laughs, but they both know there's no humor behind it. "You think I'd come back? After everything? Especially the shit Wheeler pulled tonight?"

“I tried to get him to stop" Claudio points out.

Y/N lets out a sigh, her defensiveness fading. Claudio didn’t deserve it, he never deserved any of her attitude. He was the one who was always there for her. "I know... I'm sorry for snapping at you"

Claudio shakes his head. "No, don't apologize. I get it Y/N"

"I'm glad" she breathes out, before turning to face him. "Because, if you do get it; then you also get that I'm not going to just sit by and watch Wheeler mess with Tyler"

"I know" Claudio nods, but she can see the sadness he’s trying to hide in his eyes.

"I.." Y/N trails off nervously, before reaching over and putting her hand on top of his. "I miss you, Claudio"

He smiles sadly, and reaches over to wipe a stray tear from her cheek. "I miss you too Y/N"

"You know, I met Tyler during that feud we had with the Jericho Appreciation Society" Y/N reminisces with a smile.

"I know" Claudio smiles back. " I was there the night that Daniel was bothering you. I was just down the hall on my way over when Hook came and stopped him"

"Hey gorgeous"

Y/N rolled her eyes as Daniel Garcia came walking over to her.

"Don't call me that Garcia, and leave me the hell alone" Y/N huffs, trying to step around him and continue her way to the locker room.

"What's the rush? You should get used to me since you'll agree to go out with me soon" Daniel smirks.

"No, I absolutely won't Garcia" Y/N narrows her eyes up at him.

She tries to brush past him, but he grabs her arm to stop her.

Before he can get another word out, a hand grabs Daniel's shoulder.

Daniel drops Y/N's arm, and is then thrown against the wall.

Y/N's eyes widen as she realizes it was Hook who had come to help her.

The two hadn't really spoken before tonight, except for smiles and nods upon passing each other in the halls.

"You like can’t take no for an answer, huh?" Hook practically growls.

"Hook, it's fine. I'm fine, let him go" Y/N assures, placing her hand on his and pulling him off of Daniel.

Daniel gathers himself, and quickly runs away as Y/N stares up at Hook.

"You didn't have to do that for me, but thank you" She smiles.

"You don't need to thank me" Hook shrugs. "I don't like guys who act like that"

"You don't need to worry about me, I could take him" Y/N shrugs.

"I have no doubt about that" Hook grins. "But you shouldn't have to"

In truth, Hook wasn't just around by accident.

He had developed a crush on her, but was too nervous to approach her.

She was so beautiful, smart, and tough… and he knew if Mox found out he would beat his ass.

But as the two of them fell into casual conversation, and he got to watch her laugh at his lame jokes, he couldn't care less about what Mox would do. It would be worth it.

"He earned my respect that night” Claudio says. “He's a good man, stepping in to protect you like that"

"He is. He's the best man I could have ever asked for" Y/N lets a dreamy smile form on her face as she thinks about him.

Claudio smiles and squeezes her hand. "I'm glad; you deserve nothing less than perfect"

"He's not perfect" Y/N giggles. "The first time he was around me crying he had no clue what to do"

Claudio joins her in laughing. "When was that?"

"After Regal betrayed us" Y/N answers. "He came to my hotel room that night. He wasn't sure how to comfort me but, he came anyway. He thinks he did a terrible job but, I don't think anyone else would have been able to make me smile as much as he did"

Y/N didn't know what to do when she saw Regal hand MJF those damn brass knuckles.

She ran around ringside as fast as she could, and dove into the ring to try and grab it before MJF. But Regal grabbed her leg and pulled her back.

She whipped around to face him with fire in her eyes. "How could you do this?!"

He didn't give her an answer, just a sneer.

And before Y/N knew it, the bell had rung, and MJF was standing tall with the belt.

What should be her brother’s belt.

She felt like she could burst into tears, having to watch the man who had become like a father to her betray her brother.

But she kept her composure, and simply helped Mox out of the ring and up the ramp.

The fellow members of the BCC were waiting for them in the guerrilla, and clearly ready to go exact some much-deserved revenge.

Claudio walked over and took Mox's arm, helping Y/N hold some of his weight.

"Guys! Stop!" Y/N demands.

"We can't hurt Regal!" Bryan insists.

"He betrayed Mox! He betrayed all of us!" Wheeler yells.

"Shut up!" Y/N snaps, causing all of them to do so and look at her. "We can deal with what we're gonna do to Regal later! Now we need to get Jon to the trainer's room"

They all nod and make their way there.

Y/N and Claudio sit Mox down in a chair, and the trainers get to bandaging him up.

Y/N lets out a sigh as her eyes burned from the tears welling up.

"Are you okay?" Claudio asked her softly.

"I just... Can you guys stay here with him? I need some air" The guys nod as she rushes out of the room and into the hallway.

She leans against the wall and sniffles, a tear finally making its way down her face.

She scanned the hallway, trying to make sure no one was watching her cry.

But her eyes stop on Hook, Tyler, as he now insisted she call him.

He was further down the hallway, watching her with sympathetic eyes.

She attempted to smile at him, but she knew he saw right through it.

He looked back down at his phone, and Y/N understood why when her's buzzed in her pocket.

Are you ok?

Not really

Meet me at my hotel room, 189

Thank you Tyler

Of course mamas🧡

Tyler grinned when he saw a tiny smile form on her face. She loved being called that, and he loved watching her face turn pink and bashful every time.

But then Claudio walked out of the room, and Tyler quickly looked away before he got caught staring.

Little did either of them know that Claudio saw through the window of the door before he ever walked out of the room. But he waited to walk out to let them have a moment.

"Is there anything I can do to cheer you up Y/N?" Claudio asked.

"Could you, maybe, take me to get ice cream?" Y/N hesitantly asked.

But all Claudio did was laugh and nod. "Your wish is my command"

Later that night, Y/N approached Tyler's hotel room nervously, and when she got to the door she almost turned around.

But Tyler, who kept checking the peephole every few minutes, saw her approach and opened the door. "Hey"

"Hi" she replies nervously, a hesitant smile on her face.

"Come in" Tyler opens the door wider, and Y/N walks in and sits down on the bed.

Tyler sits down next to her, nerves coursing through his mind. He wasn't sure how to comfort her, but he damn sure was gonna try. "How are you feeling?"

"Terrible" Y/N answers honestly. "Hanging out with Claudio helped some though. And Jon.. he doesn't want to talk to anyone right now"

"I'm sorry" Tyler says softly, and places his hand on her thigh. "I'm sure he just needs a little time after everything"

"Yeah" Y/N huffs angrily.

She abruptly stands up and starts pacing back and forth. "That bastard screwed him! He betrayed all of us! Just threw us away like we were nothing!"

Unsure of what to do, Tyler sat and watched as she paced and yelled. His eyes stayed trained on her, listening intently to every word while simultaneously trying to ignore the incoming thoughts about how sexy she looked while angry.

"After everything, he just turned on us like it was the easiest thing in the world. Made us all trust and love him and then he shows his true colors. A sneaky little SNAKE is all he is" Y/N seethes. "When I get my hands on him I'm going to rip him into little pieces. I'm gonna leave him a beaten bloody pulp!"

"If you did that you'd never forgive yourself" Tyler interjects.

Y/N's head snaps over to him. "What do you know?! The only thing I regret is stopping Claudio and Wheeler from going out there and giving him exactly what he deserves tonight!"

"No you don't" Tyler insists. "You say all this now, but when it came down to it tonight you didn't let them do anything. Because you care too much about Regal despite what he did"

Y/N stops pacing, and a glare forms on her face. "Are you trying to make me feel better?!"

"Yes" Tyler replies quickly, suddenly scared of the glare that was now directed at him.

"And that's supposed to help?!" Y/N exclaims.

"I... I don't know.." Tyler trails off nervously as she begins pacing much quicker this time.

"Yes! Obviously I still care about Regal! But it's not like I want to! It's not like that's by choice! Do you think I want to still give a damn about that snake?! He's the reason my brother isn't the world champion anymore!"

Y/N suddenly stops pacing and just stares at the wall for a moment.

Tyler stands up, and slowly approaches her. He wraps his arms around her from behind in a hug. She leans back into him as he rests his cheek on top of her head.

"Why.. why do I still care about him?" She mumbles, and the sadness in her voice was enough to make Tyler want to punch Regal himself.

"Because you are such a caring and loving person" he answers, and places a kiss on the top of her head. "You are so in tune with your emotions, and because of that you love so deeply, and it's not easy for your love to break"

Y/N is silent for a second. "How do I stop being like that?"

"You don't" Tyler immediately answers. "It's what makes you, you. No one wants you to let that go. You wouldn't be you anymore"

"But it hurts so bad" she whispers miserably, tears beginning to fall down her cheeks again. She had lost count of how many times she cried that night.

"You're my strong girl" Tyler says, giving her a squeeze. "You'll be okay. Yes, it hurts right now. But I know you'll be okay"

A small smile makes its way onto her face, her mind now distracted by his use of the phrase ‘my strong girl’ instead of ‘a strong girl’, and she turns around in Tyler's arms. "Thank you"

He smiles back, and pecks her cheek. "Of course"

"I'm sorry for snapping at you" Y/N apologizes, placing her hands on either side of his face.

Tyler turns his head and kisses her palm, before smiling down at her. "It's okay, I understand"

"You're my knight in shining armor" she giggles, and he laughs too.

"Could I have orange armor?" He asks, and they both laugh again.

"Absolutely" she agrees, a smile growing on her face that finally reaches her eyes.

The two gaze into each other's eyes, soaking in the moment with happy grins.

"You are beautiful" he says softly.

"Thank you" Y/N replies. "You're pretty handsome yourself"

"Can I kiss you?" Tyler breathes out, his grip on her waist tightening nervously.

But she just rubs her thumbs back and forth against his cheeks. "Yes"

He wastes no time after that, and leans down to press his lips against her's.

It was short, but sweet and passionate. Everything you could hope for in a first kiss.

"He didn't ask me to be his girlfriend that night though" Y/N smiles. "He didn't want our anniversary to also be the anniversary of Regal betraying us. He said it wouldn't make for the happiest of celebrations"

Claudio chuckles and nods. "He was right about that"

"He waited a few days, and he took me out to dinner. Then to a random little park, and asked me to be his girlfriend there. It was so sweet. He gave me this that night too" She pulls a necklace out from under her shirt.

Claudio reached over and held the charm in between his fingers. It was a heart, with a pearl charm next to it on the chain, and the letter T was engraved on the heart. "It's beautiful"

"I know" Y/N grins. "I need to remember to not tuck it under my shirt. I'm just so used to hiding it from Jon"

The two chuckle at that, before Claudio says "I don't think that's necessary anymore. He definitely knows about you two"

"What if someone comes in?" Y/N rushes out as Tyler pins her against the wall of the trainer's room.

"They won't. The trainers are in the locker room tonight because of the renovations in here. Everyone knows that” Tyler replies against her neck, before he resumes placing kisses up and down it.

Y/N bites her lip as she runs her fingers through his hair, savoring the feeling of his body pressed against hers. "But Jon will be looking for me soon"

"Shh, it'll be fine mamas" That was all it took for her to nod, and stop worrying about her brother.

She smiled as his lips trailed up her neck and eventually connected with hers. She felt him smile into the kiss too, and give her ass a squeeze.

"We've checked everywhere but here Clau-"

Y/N pushed Tyler away as fast as possible, but it was way too late.

Mox had burst into the room, despite Claudio's best efforts to stop him. Claudio had seen Y/N slip into this room, and then saw Tyler sneak in a few minutes later.

And he didn't want Mox to kill Tyler.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Mox exclaims, and if looks could kill Tyler would have been dead on the spot.

"Let's not overreact" Claudio grabbed Mox's shoulders in an attempt to defuse the situation. "Let's give them some privacy-"

"Privacy was the issue!" Mox screams, before brushing Claudio off and stomping towards Tyler who quickly backs up. "You think you can put your hands on my sister and get away with it?!"

"Jon!" Y/N yells, stepping in between him and Tyler. "I don't need your permission to be with someone! I'm not a child anymore! And you don't get to treat me like one!"

Mox stares over his sister's head, directly into Tyler's eyes for a few moments, before looking down at her. "How long has this been going on?"

"A few months" she answers honestly. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, Jon. But I wanted my boyfriend in one piece"

Mox huffs, before taking a few steps back and crossing his arms.

Tyler, who had been standing silent this whole time in an attempt to not further anger Mox, placed his hand on the small of Y/N's back.

"He makes you happy?" Mox asks, and Y/N immediately nods. "Yes. Very much so"

Y/N's eyes flicker over to Claudio's, who sends her a sympathetic smile before walking over to grab Mox's shoulders. "Come on, let's leave them alone and you and Y/N can talk privately later"

Mox sends one more glare over to Tyler before letting Claudio practically drag him out of the room.

Y/N lets out a sigh before turning to face Tyler. "I am so sorry for that"

"Don't be sorry mamas" he replies, putting his hands on her hips and pulling her towards him.

Y/N leans her head against his chest as he rubs his thumbs back and forth on her hips.

"It was kinda my fault anyway. I am the one who dragged your cute little ass in here" Tyler grins, before reaching around and grabbing her ass.

Y/N rolls her eyes. "It didn't take long for you to get back in the mood. Need I remind you my brother just almost beat you to death?"

Tyler pretends to think for a moment, before resting his forehead against her's. "I can't really remember that. Not while I have this gorgeous girl in front of me"

"You're so cheesy" Y/N giggles before pressing a kiss to his jaw.

"Only for you, and you love it" Tyler retorts with a grin, before kissing her jaw in return.

The Y/N and Claudio sit in silence for a moment, before Claudio speaks up. "Do you ever regret leaving?"

Y/N thinks for a second. "I regret that the situation happened. But it did, and there's nothing we can do about it. So no, I don't"

Y/N trudged through backstage with a frown on her face.

She didn't relish having to deal with Wheeler Yuta for yet another night.

And tonight was going to be especially bad, because tonight there was a parking lot match between the best friends and the BCC.

Y/N would have never told anyone, except Tyler of course, but she didn't like the way her teammates were acting.

The only person in the best friends that really did anything wrong to Wheeler was Trent, but here they were trying to destroy all of them. When they were already destroyed by the sadness of Wheeler leaving them.

Y/N almost cried at ringside during the match between Mox and Wheeler and the best friends. Watching Wheeler pin Chuck with the very pin he taught him how to do made her stomach twist into knots.

After that she started thinking about how their group acted as a whole, and how everyone was scared of her. It made her sad when she tried to be friends with people but they were too scared because of her being in the BCC.

And it seemed Orange Cassidy had started realizing that Y/N wasn't down with all of the BCC's actions.

Because as Y/N walked down the hallway, he stepped out in front of her. "Hey"

"Hi" she replies simply. Not saying anything more, but not trying to leave either.

"I noticed you seemed to.. hesitate last week when your teammates started with us" Orange says.

"I did" Y/N nods.

"Why?" Orange asks.

Y/N thinks for a moment. "Because I think the way they've been treating you is messed up. And I don't really like Wheeler"

Orange chuckles at the latter comment. "Yeah"

"Mhm" Y/N nods.

"Would you consider, maybe like, switching sides?" Orange purposes.

Y/N is quiet for a few seconds. She had thought about it, and to be completely honest, it sounded like a nice change. "Would I get to be on the t-shirt?"

Orange laughs at that before nodding. "Yeah"

"Then I'll definitely consider it" Y/N pats him on the shoulder before continuing her walk down the hallway.

"Cool" Orange nods before continuing on his way too.

Y/N wanted to run to Tyler and ask him what he thought about the offer. But at the same time, she knew it needed to be her decision and not influenced by anyone else.

Being a part of something where people would like her instead of fear her was a very tempting offer. She wasn't like her brother in that way, she didn't like people scrambling out of the way every time she walked down the hall.

It didn't make her feel powerful, it made her feel sad.

Y/N was practically stumbling over herself when she bursted into the best friends' locker room after the parking lot fight.

She was holding 4 first aid kits, as many as she could carry at once, and was out of breath from running.

"Are you guys okay?!" She exclaims, dropping the kits on the ground to run over to Orange and examine his face.

"Why do you care?" Trent grumbles.

"She's cool guys" Orange says before sending her a weak smile. "I'm fine Y/N"

"I'm so sorry they did this to you guys" Y/N breathes out. "I should have done something"

"Nah, I'm glad you didn't" Orange replies. "That probably would have just pissed Mox off more; he woulda just given us a worse beat down"

"So, are you on our side now or something?" Chuck asks.

"I.." Y/N trails off. "I'm not one hundred percent sure yet. It's not easy to think about leaving my brother but, I think I will"

Orange pats her on the shoulder. "We get it. It shouldn't be easy to leave the people you care about. That would make you like Yuta"

His comment makes everyone chuckle.

"And Trent?" Y/N says, making the man in question look over at her. "I need your help with something"

"Why the hell would you buy Trent's mother a new car?!"

Y/N rolls her eyes as her brother yells at her.

She was in the BCC's locker room, the entire team in attendance for Mox to scold her.

"I can buy whoever I like, whatever I'd like to" Y/N says firmly. "It's none of your damn business what I do"

"Yes it is, I'm your brother" Mox says through gritted teeth.

"Precisely!" Y/N stands up and crosses her arms. "You are my brother, not my boss! You think you get to decide what I do, and that all of my actions need to be pre-approved by you. But they don't!"

"Why do you even care about Trent’s mother?!” Wheeler snaps. “You know what they did to me-“

“They didn’t do shit to you Wheeler!” Y/N finally screams what she had been thinking for weeks. “Boo hoo, Trent was mean to you. But nothing that happened warrants the way you go after them!”

Then she grabbed her bag and stormed out of the room, brushing past the camera guy who was sitting outside of the room eavesdropping.

“So you’re on their side now?!” Wheeler yells, chasing after her.

“I’m not on yours!” She retorts.

Of course it was at that moment the rest of the BCC caught up with them. And then the best friends came running down the hall after hearing the yelling.

“Are you okay Y/N?” Chuck asks, placing his hand on her shoulder.

“Fuck off” Bryan snaps at him, but Y/N sends him a glare. “You fuck off”

“You know what?!” She screams, staring at her former teammates. “You can ALL fuck off! I’m done with you Wheeler! I’m done with running around behind you all like a puppet! I’m done with everyone being scared of me! And I’m done with the BCC!”

With that, she runs down the hallway with tears streaming down her face.

She gets to Tyler’s dressing room and knocks timidly on the door.

After a moment the door opens to reveal just the man she was looking for.

She immediately ran into his arms, hugging him around his waist and crying into his chest.

Tyler quickly closed the door, before guiding her to sit down on the couch. Where he pulled her onto his lap and held her as she cried. “Hey... it’s okay”

“No, it’s not” Y/N sniffles. “I just couldn’t take it anymore. I couldn’t take Wheeler, or- or the fighting, I-“

“Shh” Tyler gently shushes her. He wipes her tears away with the sleeves of his hoodie, before placing a chaste kiss on her temple. “I understand. But right now I need you to calm down. Can you do that for me babygirl?”

Y/N just nods in reply, and curls back into his chest.

The two sit in silence as Tyler places another kiss on her head and rubs his hand up and down her back.

“I love you” Y/N breathes out.

Tyler smiles softly. “I love you too”

Y/N sends Claudio a weak smile. “I really do miss you, Claudio. You’re my best friend. I just need to make sure you know that”

Claudio smiles back. “You’re my best friend too”

“And out of respect for you, I’ll do my best to stay out of the issues between Tyler and Wheeler. You know I stay out of your issues with the best friends. I don’t want to fight you guys. But Tyler’s a different situation. And I will only put up with so much”

Claudio listens intently as she stares directly into his eyes for the last sentence. “So you better either put him in check, or prepare him to deal with me”

Claudio nods. “I understand”

“You don’t have to come out there”

Y/N sighs at Orange’s words.

Her, Orange, and Tyler were walking down the hallways towards her dressing room. Tyler had his arm around her shoulders, and she was close to his side while Orange was walking beside her.

“But shouldn’t I? I don’t want anyone thinking I’m not 100% in your corner” she says.

“None of us care what anybody else thinks” Tyler replies. “We know you’re behind us mamas. But we also know it isn’t easy watching us fight your brother. And no one will judge you for that”

“What he said” Orange nods.

Y/N smiles, and leans up to kiss Tyler’s cheek. “Thanks you guys”

Y/N didn’t want to go out there.

She had avoided the BCC successfully since she left; she even managed to control herself enough to stay backstage at Wembley.

But watching Wheeler seatbelt lock Tyler, and then Mox start ripping into Orange about how he ‘ain’t shit’?

Well, that was simply too much for her to take lying down.

And for the first time in weeks, Mox paused when he heard his sister’s music hit.

She stormed down the ramp, and her glare somehow got stronger when Wheeler slid out of the ring.

He smirked, and made a mocking motion for her to get closer.

But his laughing stopped when she stepped right up to him, so close that their chests were touching.

“You have two seconds to quit that childish shit before I teach you a lesson” she deadpanned.

“What lesson would that be?” Wheeler challenges.

“What it feels like to get your teeth knocked out”

“Hey, hey, hey!” Mox climbs out of the ring and starts to walk over to them.

“Run off little gir-“

Wheeler didn’t even get to finish his sentence before Y/N’s closed fist connected with his mouth.

Wheeler fell backward, and Y/N jumped on top of him.

The crowd cheered as she rained punches down on him.

But then she was pulled off of Wheeler, and she yanked herself out of the person’s grip.

She whipped around and came face to face with her brother.

But she didn’t do what Mox expected her to. Her glare didn’t soften, and her fist didn’t open. Instead, she pushed him, making him stumble backward.

“Don’t put your fucking hands on me!” She screamed.

Then Claudio came sprinting down the ramp, and immediately put his hands on Y/N’s shoulders, stopping her from advancing towards Mox. “Hey, let’s all take a step back”

“You all take a fucking step back!” Y/N demands, ripping herself away from his grasp.

“Or what?!” Wheeler, who had just pulled himself up, yells.

“OR THIS!” Y/N screams, grabbing a steel chair and swinging at him.

Claudio yanked Wheeler back just in time, and pulled him further up the ramp. “Okay! We’re going Y/N! We’re going!”

Y/N held tightly onto the chair as she watched the three men retreat up the ramp, and didn’t let go until they had gone through the tunnels and were out of her sight.

She let out a breath, and dropped the chair to run over to Tyler. “Baby? Are you okay?”

“I’m good” he breathes out, pulling himself up.

Once he’s up he pulls her into his arms. “Are you okay after all that?”

“I’m fine” she answers, holding onto him tightly. “You’re not mad at me?”

“No” Tyler says with a little smile. “I’m not thrilled; you could have gotten hurt. But I can’t deny that you handled yourself. And I’m glad you got some good hits in on Yuta”

That makes them both chuckle, and Y/N pulls away enough to look at him. “I love you”

“I love you too” he grins, and they laugh into their kiss as the crowd pops around them.

They pull away after a moment, and they walk over to Orange.

“Are you okay hon?” Y/N asks, kneeling next to him.

“Yeah” he shrugs.

Y/N shakes her head at his monotone answer, but wraps her arms around him to help him up nonetheless.

Tyler helps pull Orange up, and the three walk out together with their heads held high.

Y/N had strolled down the hallways of the arena the next week with her chin up.

Tyler had won his match against Rocky Romero, and her best friend Kris Statlander had beaten Diamante.

And now after all that Y/N was curled up with Tyler in her dressing room watching Shibata fight Wheeler.

Tyler had his arm around her, and she had her head laid against his chest as she fidgeted with the rings he had on his free hand.

Tyler leaned down to place a kiss on her temple.

She smiled up at him and returned a peck on his cheek.

“You think Shibata’s got this, right?” He asks.

“Definitely” Y/N immediately answers. “He’s a much better wrestler than Wheeler”

But Y/N’s eyes widen when Wheeler throws Shibata into the ref, and then hits him with a low blow while the ref can't see.

“Are you fucking joking?!” Y/N fumes as Wheeler DDTs Shibata right on his head and gets the pin.

And as if that wasn’t bad enough, Shibata still tries to shake Wheeler’s hand. But Wheeler just low blows him again and hits him with another DDT.

Tyler jumps up and goes storming out of the room, Y/N quickly following him.

Y/N was ahead of Tyler by the time they were going down the ramp, jogging down it and right at Wheeler.

She picked up a chair on her way, and stared Wheeler down as Tyler climbed into the ring to check on Shibata.

Tyler didn’t even feel the need to watch his back, he knew Y/N had him covered. So he just focused on making sure Shibata was okay.

Y/N kept her eyes locked on Wheeler as he retreated up the ramp, paying no mind to the belt he was holding up.

She only looked away once he got to the top, and was more occupied with taunting the judges who watched him cheat.

She rolled into the ring, and grabbed one of Shibata’s hands. “Are you okay? Your neck is good?”

He nods in reply, sending her a weak smile.

Y/N and Tyler exchange looks, and they can both see the anger behind the other’s eyes.

Tyler walked into the hotel’s gym at 3 AM, still feeling half asleep.

He had woken up, and Y/N was no longer asleep next to him. He knew that she had a lot of pent up energy from all of the anger, and that there was one place she’d go to get it out.

He was proved right when he found her beating the hell out of a punching bag.

Being in the BCC had taught her a lot of things, some good and some bad. And some walked the line right between.

Y/N had learned to take her anger out in violence. She didn’t really know any other way.

She wanted to get her hands on Wheeler and rip him apart.

“Hey”

Y/N pauses when she hears his voice.

She takes in deep breaths as she catches the punching bag, stopping it from swinging. “Hi”

Tyler walks over with her water bottle, holding it up for her to drink.

“Why are you awake?” She asks him through deep breaths.

“I missed you” he smiles, causing her to smile back.

“Sorry” she says.

“Don’t apologize” Tyler shakes his head. “I understand”

“He just gets under my skin like nobody else. And TK won’t let me have an intergender match” she huffs.

Tyler laughs. “I should have known you would ask”

Y/N shrugs. “Wheeler would probably refuse anyway”

“Of course he would” Tyler laughs. “He knows you’d beat his ass”

Y/N laughs too. “Hell yeah I would”

“You should get some sleep though mamas” Tyler wraps his arms around her waist. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of Wheeler”

Y/N couldn’t help but smirk at the dark tone that overtook his voice. “Yeah?”

“You know I will” he replies gruffly.

Y/N’s smirk grows as she looks up at him, and places a kiss on his lips.

Tyler kisses back, and tightens his grip on her.

He pulls away and grins at her. “Consider it a Christmas present”

Y/N laughs at that. “I’ll only consider it that if you let me get a few hits in”

“I think you have gotten more than enough hits in” Tyler chuckles. “His mouth probably still hurts”

“I hope it does” Y/N shrugs. “That was just a warning”

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Skin Don't Matter To Me

Quick a/n before the fic gets started; I am SO SO SORRY to those who were upset/uncomfortable/angry that I made the original billy x black!reader a former slave!reader. I didn't think. I shouldn't have been up at 1am writing. It was horrid and a terrible decision on my end. Forgive me or not, is entirely up to you. Ty to the anons who called me out for it and made me realize it was wrong to do that, biracial or not. I hope you can forgive me 🫂

Tw/CW: insecurities, anxiety, racism is brought up (not comments, just behavior).

Summary: Reader gets insecure about her relationship with Billy after seeing some girls flirt with him.

It was a chill Saturday evening in the saloon as patrons drank, played poker, and chatted absent-mindly. It was an easy night, for sure, aside from a few drunken snide comments made towards reader, but she shrugged them off. After all, she wasn't getting paid to fight the customers.

As she hummed and wiped down the bar, which was currently empty, she stopped midway to wipe some sweat off her face—reader loves her afro, and has no problems pulling it back so she didn't sweat to death while she worked, but some nights it was just too hot and having so many people out and about the saloon was making it harder to deal with.

Her dark skin shone in sweat as she worked but didn't complain. She had to make a livin' somehow, and she wasn't gonna do that by moanin' and groanin'.

As she resumed her work, she flashed a smile towards her boyfriend as he played poker. He was in his favorite seat, watching her work as he placed his bets and ignored the other girls hitting on him and trying to get his attention. He was technically working as well—he and his boys were security for the saloon because some of the customers were still quite horrid to the folks of color who worked, especially the women. They'd try to threaten y/n but were often silenced or kicked out by Billy and his men.

Y/n and Billy had been dating for 2 years, despite the ups and downs of him being a cowboy and the racism she'd face for being a black woman.

As she worked, still humming, she caught sight of some white girls being all touchy and whispering things in his ear. She bit her tongue as to not cause a scene and focused on continuing to grab glasses and wipe down tables.

'He'd never leave me. He's said that,' She thought to herself as a reminder that Billy would never leave her for some white girl. She was his, and he was hers. Yet, despite the constant love and affection he would give her, she still got that nagging fear that he would leave her.

A few hours later, Y/n's shift had ended and the couple were headed back home to the ranch that they bought with their savings over the course of their relationship. Y/n was silent the whole way home, which made Billy worry that he did something wrong.

"Darlin' did I do somethin' wrong?" He asked, setting his hat on a hook by the door as he shut the door behind him.

A lump formed in her throat and she sighed, knowing he'd keep asking if she said nothing.

"It wasn't you, Billy it... it's just my fears," She answered, trying to dismiss her fears.

"Well, what's wrong? It won't go away unless you talk to me."

Damn his smooth and relaxing tone- she didn't want to talk about it, afraid it would turn into an argument about his loyalties but he was so understanding that she knew she she couldn't hide it from him.

"Those... those damn whores that keep touchin' on you like you're not taken," She told him, sighing. "I know it's probably stupid or somethin-"

"Oh thank the Lord, I was hoping you'd bring this up," He breathed out, letting out a relaxed laugh and earning a perplexed look from y/n.

"...What?"

"I've been wanting to tell you about that. I never wanted to stress you out, but I hate, and I mean absolutely fuckin' hate when they do that. It gets so annoyin', I tell them I'm taken and to back off, but do they listen? No." As Billy continued to ramble about how he hated the other women touching and talking to him like he wasn't a taken man, she smiled.

He was so vocal about how much he hated it when they touched and flirted with him that it eased her worried soul and she hugged him tightly.

Fucking hell, she loves this man so much.

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Give her a boyfriend

╰┈➤ author's note: Y'ALL my dumbass really uploaded this when it was unfinished 😭 anyways ur girl is back (took me way too long LMAO) and the fic is ACTUALLY finished- I'm so sorry for taking so long to answer it- but anyways !! I hope y'all like this lil piece and I'm open for new requests anytime !! (although please check my intro right here before sending a request, thank you)

╰┈➤ warnings: fluff, a bit ooc (since emma and draken don't like each other romantically in this), change of original story (draken and emma don't get married) + emma and y/n are sisters instead of twins like the person asked (y/n was born in the beginning of the year while emma was born by the end of the year)

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- you knew it was wrong to have a crush on your older brother's best friend

- but could you really be blamed?

- I mean, he's exactly your type !!

- tall, handsome, caring, kind, protective

- he was everything anyone could want in a boyfriend

- and you just couldn't help but fall for him

- and who was the first one to find out about that? well of course, your twin sister, emma

- at first, she was a little reluctant on supporting your feelings, since she knew how weird and wrong it is to like your brother's best friend

- but seeing that your feelings for ken weren't just a simple crush, but something much, much deeper, she couldn't help but find it cute

- just the way you would look at him with hearts in your eyes whenever he passed by

- the way you'd stutter and trip over your own words whenever you talked to him

- the way your cheeks would always heat up whenever he got close to you

- your crush on him was clearer than a drop of water

- although you were convinced he didn't like you back

- sure, he was nice to you

- would help you take care of mikey

- would always do everything in his power to protect you if you were in danger

- would always buy an extra dorayaki when he buys some for mikey cuz he knows you like them too

- but you just figured all of it was because you were his best friend's sister

- he knows how mikey was like after losing shinichiro

- he just didn't want his best friend to go through the pain of losing his family member again, with no strings attached and no further feelings involved.. right?

- WRONG !!

- little did you know

- how his heartbeat always sped up when you smiled at him

- how his hands would always become unnaturally sweaty when you stood close

- how he feels so relaxed yet so nervous as he listens to you ramble about your interests

- how anxiety eats him up from the inside at the thought of you being in any danger

- how many times he's touched you, hugged you, kissed you in his dreams

- it may be wrong to have a crush on your brother's best friend

- but it's even worse having a crush on your best friend's little sister

- that's exactly why he avoided you

- you always thought that it was because your crush on him was too obvious and he didn't feel the same so he didn't want to lead you on

- but nope, it's because he knows you like him

- and he knows he loves you

- but he also can't help but feel wrong for having feelings for you, especially since you're mikey's sister

- mikey may be a bit dumb, but he's definitely not blind.

- he could practically taste the tension in the room whenever you and draken were alone

- at first he thought you two disliked each other

- but then he overheard your conversation with hina over the phone one night

- he was baffled (to say the least) when he heard you say you liked draken

- he just had to confront you about it the next day.

"how long have you liked kenchin?" he asks, walking into the kitchen and catching you washing the dishes. your heart dropped when you heard his question and you nearly dropped a glass.

"I don't know what you're talking about." you said simply, although the lie was so obviously even fucking manjiro could tell.

"I know you think I'm dumb, but it's even more than obvious that you like him." he responded, clearly unamused by the fact you thought you could fool him.

after a few seconds of hesitating, you sighed, turning the faucet off and turning to face your brother. "it's just a small crush it'll go away."

"a small crush that lasted 3 years and still hasn't ‘gone away’?" now he was just mocking you. you gave him a glare and his unserious and teasing face became a bit more serious.

"look, it's not that I have a problem with you liking ken-chin, if I had to choose, I would rather you date him then some dork who wouldn't be able to protect you or would treat you like shit. it's just- I don't want you to be in a relationship with him because I don't want you to get in any more trouble.. I mean, there have been multiple times when you were in danger because you're my sister, imagine how much more danger you'll be surrounded by if you're my sister and ken-chin's girlfriend.." you were surprised when you heard mikey talking like this, he was never really serious around you, so you could immediately tell that the situation had shaken mikey much more than you. you sighed and gave your brother a small smile.

"I know you must be worried, but.. I have so many people protecting me, you, ken, keisuke, mitsuya.. I'm sure I'll be fine." you said, finally admitting you were inlove with draken instead of calling it a ‘small crush’, which it obviously wasn't. mikey seemed reluctant, but eventually gave in, giving you a smile in return before hugging you, something he hasn't done in awhile.

"in that case, let me help you out with ken-chin."

- you regretted saying yes to that idea with every ounce of your body

- emma's helping out was subtle but effective, while mikey's "helping out" was EVERYTHING but subtle

- like if your crust wasn't already obvious, your bitch of a brother made it THAT much more obvious

- my man would literally walk up to draken out of nowhere and ask shit like "if y/n wasn't my sister, would you still be nice to her?"

- at first, draken just brushed it off, but his questions kept getting more and more direct and more and more specific until one day, about a week before your birthday, he decided that it was the perfect time to ask him a question he have been waiting to ask ever since he found out about your feelings.

"hey ken-chin?" mikey mumbled out, his mouth stuffed with dorayaki.

"first off, don't eat with your mouth full." draken scolded, waiting for mikey to swallow before continuing. "what do you want?"

"would you date y/n if she wasn't my sister?" the question hung in the air for more than it should've. draken stared at mikey with wide eyes as the shorter blond kept chewing on his snacks as if what he had asked was just another normal question from him.

"why would you even ask me that?" draken asked, trying to hide the fact the tips of his ears turned red the second he thought of dating you.

"because y/n's birthday is soon."

"..and?" manjiro stayed silent for a few seconds, he didn't really think this conversation throughoutly before actually staring it.

"I wanted to give her the perfect gift.. so, I wanted to give her a boyfriend." even mikey himself was embarrassed after making up such a stupid excuse.

draken stared back at mikey, a rarely seen dumbfounded expression on his face as he tried to process whatever the heck his best friend was talking about, until he eventually responded.

"..would you let me?" he asked, not even looking at mikey as he did so. mikey was not only surprised because of the question, but because he never saw his brother so.. flustered? he definitely had to think about how he would answer that question. it was a good question, would he let his best friend date his sister? sure, draken was a good guy and all, and he knew he would do anything to protect you and make sure you're taken care of..

after awhile of thinking, he came to the conclusion that the only downside of your relationship would be the fact your boyfriend is in a gang, but even though he still isn't your boyfriend, your own brother is not only in a gang, but a gang's leader at that, and you've (almost) never gotten hurt since mikey's closest friends *cough* mostly draken *cough* were always there to protect you..

"would you treat her well?"

"yes." draken answered in an instant, which surprised mikey once again. he was used to ken being the calm and collected one, so seeing him so rushed to answer and so.. eager to gain mikey's permission to date you was definitely a change. after a few more seconds of debating, a smile appeared on mikey's face.

"then let's give y/n the best birthday present she has received so far.

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soon enough, all of toman's finders, including some of your close friends and (of course) emma, knew about mikey's plan for your birthday. mikey had never seen draken look so nervous when he was about to text you, he almost couldn't form a proper sentence that didn't sound stupid, so in the end, mitsuya had to tell him what to write.

"mikey and the guys planned your birthday out for tomorrow and -this location- I'll come get you at 6pm" *send*

you, being yourself and knowing your brother, thought nothing of it, since it definitely sounded like mikey, but you just knew he made draken pick you up on purpose, and to be honest, you weren't that mad about it either.

your birthday finally came up and you put on your prettiest dress on purpose, not only because it was your birthday but because you wanted to look good for him, and just as he said, draken came to your house on his bike at exactly 6pm. you checked yourself in the mirror before walking out with a charming smile on your face.

"you look great." draken said the second you walked out, which surprised you, since you really can't remember the last time he ever complimented you like this.

"thank you.." you mumbled and got onto the motor, reluctantly wrapping your arms around his waist for support. he smiled to himself and drove off.

soon enough you arrived to the location he told you about yesterday, but to your surprise, there was absolutely nobody there, not your brother, your sister, your grandpa, your friends, not a single person draken mentioned in his message yesterday.

"where is everyone?" you ask as both of you get off his bike, he then grabs your hand and starts leading you closer to the river.

"they'll come by later, it's just the two of us now." he said, a small smirk appeared on his face when he saw your flustered expression. on the outside, he looked calm and collected as always, but on the inside, he was nervous, panicking even.

"oh.. alright." you responded and gave him that same charming smile that always secretly made him melt. you were such a sunshine, his sunshine, or atleast.. soon-to-be his. once the two of you reached the river, both of you sat down on the grass next to it, your bodies unnaturally close.. he usually kept his distance with you, but now not only was he sitting close to you, he was so close that both your knees and shoulders were touching.

"I remembered the time you were talking about experiencing that ‘romantic sunset scene’ from a movie or whatever, so I wanted you to experience it on your birthday." he explained, not failing to voice out the "romantic", you remembered the time and your eyes widened, you weren't even talking to him at that time! you were sitting in the living room with emma, watching some romance movie and you mentioned that you would love to experience a romantic sunset moment with draken someone, and she very politely told you to "please shut up" because you sounded stupid to her and, oh well, guess it didn't sound stupid to him.

"which sunset scene? I've watched thousands of movies with a sunset scene." no you didn't. you lied. you only ever watched one sunset scene, and it was–

"where the two main characters have their first kiss." he finished the sentence and turned back at you with a slightly nervous smile, which was something you saw for the first time in years.

"are we the main characters? what, you're gonna kiss me now?" you ask, trying to sound unbothered and as if you were teasing him and not fuming from how flustered you were.

"would you let me?" draken asks suddenly, his smile dropping as he looks back at you with a serious expression, showing that he wasn't joking anymore. he gently placed his hand on top of yours while patiently waiting for a response. a chill ran down your spine and your eyes widened, was he actually serious? judging by his serious expression, his hand on yours and the fact his face was oh so close to yours was a clear answer to your question. you hesitated for a few seconds, but when you looked back up into his eyes, you subconsciously nodded.

"I would."

"great." and with that, he gently placed his free hand on your cheek and leaned in, gently pressing his lips against yours. it was a soft kiss, not hurried or hungry, but it was filled with unsaid emotions. it felt like it lasted an eternity, but in reality, it was no longer than a few seconds before he pulled away and while you were still dazed from the kiss, he whispered a soft "i love you" into your ear and pulled back to see your reaction.

you were flabbergasted for a few seconds, trying to process his words, and once you brain finally clicked, you whispered it back.

"i love you too.." he smiled at your response.

"will you be mine, sunshine?" hearing his words made and the nickname he gave you made your shocked expression into a wide grin and you could feel your eyes welling up with happy tears. you jumped into his embrace, exclaiming an excited yes and crashing your lips against his again, only to be interrupted by a loud "EEEEWWWWWWWW!!!" you both pulled away and saw mikey, emma, toman's founders and your friends walking up to you two while mikey and baji continued making fake puking noises.

"I said you two could date, but I didn't say you could make out in public!!" mikey exclaimed, yet he still had a wide grin on his face, obviously happy that he successfully made this birthday the happiest one yet.

you and draken whispered another "i love you" to each other before joining the group in celebrating your birthday.

the sun had already set, but draken knew his sun would never.

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[only-luce-the-goose]

Relax

A/N: This is my first SPN fic, I hope it's good.

Sam Winchester x Female!Reader

Synopsis: Your tired boyfriend is trying to dig up all the lore he can on a new creature. He's been at it for hours and just won't take a break, it's a good thing you're pretty convincing.

Warnings: titty sucking, mommy kink (if you squint)

"Cmonnnnn Sammy, it's 1am, you can't sit there all night. You gotta come to bed at some point." You said as you walked over to him, coming behind him, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing his cheek. He leaned his head into yours and sighed. "I have to figure this out, Y/N. Something doesn't add up and it's driving me crazy." You have his shoulders a squeeze as you replied "Why don't you come try again in the morning, give yourself a break and come back with fresh eyes. I'll even help you!" Sam chuckled, everyone knew you hated researching, reading was never on your to do list.

"Thank you for the offer gorgeous, but I'll sleep easier if I can just figure this out" the yawn that followed that sentence was far from convincing. "Guess I have to take a different approach." You swung your leg around, perching yourself on his lap "I'm gonna try something you've been wanting to try" Sam looked up at you as he said "What do you mean beautiful?" Your smirked and sent him a wink "You'll see, baby"

*Flashback*

You’re chilling on the bed you share with Sam when he comes sauntering in, “I have a question” he states as he stops at the end of the bed. “Well, hello to you too handsome” you chuckle “what’s up?” He comes over and sits next to you as he says “you know how I get in those research funks, how I just can’t figure it out and no matter how hard you try, you can’t make me leave?” You give him a look when you say “of course I do, I hate it when you get all funked”

Sam chuckles when you say funked. Even after being with the boys for years, hearing Sam laugh still gives you butterflies. “I think I know a way to make me forget about my funk for a little bit” he says. You raise your eyebrow “if you say sex, I’m gonna slap you!” Now Sam full blown laughs, “that’s not what I was going to say” then he starts stuttering “well-I-ya know-it-umm-when…”

After amusing yourself a little more, you cut him off. “Spit it out, Winchester!” Sam signed, a defeated look crossed his face when he abruptly says “I wanna suck your tits!” As soon as he realised the word that came out of his mouth, he turned beet red. He all but ran out of the room while you sat there shocked.

You quickly jumped up, running after him. “Sam, Sam wait! Please Sam, let’s just talk!” You caught him running I got the control room, catching the door before he could lock it. “I’m sorry Y/N! I didn’t mean for it to come out like that. I know it’s weird and I’m sorry I made you uncomfortable.” Sam rambled. You giggled a little, finding his word vomiting amusing. “What?” He leaned his head to the side. “Well, Sammy, what if I told you that I would be down to try that,” you started. “One condition though” you said as he nodded. I get to start it randomly, when I feel like that would be a really good time” you watched his face to gauge his reaction. “Ok” he replied with a smile.

*End Flashback*

“I remember” Sam said with a small smile. “Well” you said as you lifted up the hoodie, revealing to him that you had no bra “have at it.” Sam broke into a grin, placing his hands on your ass to bring you closer, kissing you as a silent thanks. He attached his lips to your right nipple and began sucking. He shoulder relaxed, arms shaking around your waist while yours played with his hair.

There was absolutely nothing sexual about what was happening at all, just a pure distraction. After a few minutes, Sam licked over your right nipple a few more times before switching to your left one, sucking on it as hard as the first. Dam signed contently as he eventually worked his way to the valley of your breasts, kissing and sucking the skin there.

You pulled his head back for a minute, sleep evident in his eyes. “Ready for bed Sammy?” He looked up with tired eyes, “yeah” he said he picked you up. Slowly, he made his way through the hall with you still wrapped around him. Upon finding the bed, he gently layer you both down as you drifted off to sleep, Sam’s head against your chest.

A/N: Hope you like it! Requests are open!

[mytheoristavenue]

MHA Mezo Shoji x Reader - Make Believe - III

Summary: You ask Shoji to pretend to be your boyfriend for a dinner with your parents.

Warnings: long, muli-parted, mutual pining, fake dating trope, fem!reader

Embarrassed, you both disembark from the train, stepping onto the platform, Shoji's arm still securely around your shoulders for stability on clearing the gap. There's an obvious elephant in the room, but it's almost as if it's a secret, even for the both of you, neither wanting to speak on it for fear of the other being unaware.

Eventually, you feel his touch begin to slip away, making your heart sink, missing it as you both begin to walk toward the train station exit. Finally, you break the silence. "My parent's place is pretty close by, just a few blocks from here, actually."

"Living so close to the tracks must be difficult," he thought allowed eyes stuck forward.

"It isn't so bad, once you get used to the noise. Before I moved to the dorms, it was like I couldn't even hear it anymore." Shoji could care less for the idle chatter, his mind still on the ride here. He was never one to beat around the bush, so he decided to speak up.

"Hey, (Y/N)? Why did you say that this was a bad idea on the train?" He asked, voice calm, but with a hint of somberness. "Do you regret bringing me?"

You glanced up at him, surprised by his genuineness. "What? Shoji, no! It's nothing to do with you, you've been perfect!" You confess, stopping on the sidewalk, and staring down at your shoes. "I'm the problem."

"How so?" he asked, eyeing you with uncertainty.

"I feel like I should have planned this out more..." you admitted. "I mean, what am I gonna do when the holidays come around? I could just say we broke up but if my family likes you, they'd be sad, or they'd belittle me for bringing someone home before the relatsionship got serious-"

Your rambling was put to rest by a sturdy, comforting hand on your shoulder. "Hey, calm down," he soothed, stroking his thumb over your skin. "We can cross that bridge when we get to it. For all we know your parents could hate me and be overjoyed to hear we broke up." he laughed, comforting you.

"That won't happen..." you said, awkwardly rubbing your arm. "I...I picked you because you have all the qualities they'd love to see in a partner for me. You're strong and protective, kind and gentle, intelligent... You're a walking green flag."

Shoji could help but avert his gaze, cheeks aglow from your praise. "T-That's not true," he dnied, weakly, secretly hoping you'd continue to disagree, and to his delight, you did.

"No, Shoji, I'm serious," you persisted. "You're caring and passionate about your friends, you're handsome... You'd be the perfect boyfriend to anyone... I'm just sorry you're having to waste that on me."

"I don't consider it wasted..." he confessed bashfully. "But, for the record, I'm willing to be your fake boyfriend as long as you need. Even if it means coming back for the holidays."

"Shoji..." you mutter at his words, stunned by what they could potentially mean.

"Please, call me Mezo," he corrected, wrinkles forming beside his eyes, indicating a sweet smile under his mask.

"M-Mezo..." you stammered, unsure of whether or not to let the words fall off your lips. "There's another reason I asked you over anyone else..."

"Oh?" he stiffened a bit, offering you space to continue. "What is it?"

"Well...I think I might have a little cru-"

Suddenly, you jump at the sound of your phone ringing, startling you both. Taking it out of your bag, you notice that it's your mother calling. Anxiously, you slide the button to the right and answer the call. "Hey, Mom-"

"You didn't miss your train did you?" she immediately asks, worried.

"No, Mom, I made the train on time." You groaned lightly.

"Was it delayed?"

"No, Mom-"

"Well, did you make it to the station?"

"Yes-"

"Well, what's taking you so long? Did you get lost? Do I need to send your father to pick you up? Where are you-"

"Mom, please," you begged with an annoyed sigh. "We're like a block away, we'll be there in a few minutes."

"We?" she asked, confused before squealing. "Oh, you brought your boyfriend?!"

"Yep," you replied, nonchalantly.

"Well, hurry up and get here, we all can't wait to meet him!" Your heart suddenly sank. There were only supposed to be a few people there, what did she mean 'all'? Before you had a chance to ask, she spoke again. "Listen, I gotta go, honey, the soup needs stirring! Hurry home, love you!" With that, the line fell dead. Slumping your shoulders, you turned to face Shoji again.

"My mom says to hurry home..." you trailed, wishing to pick up the conversation where it left off. "And I think she might have invited more people than she told me. I'm sorry in advance."

"Don't be," he smiled. "I'm sure they can't be that bad." Reassuring you, he offered an arm for you to take as he began to walk forward again. you took it gratefully, not even caring about touching him anymore, you were just happy to have a comforting gesture from him. Within minutes of walking, you crested a hill, and your parents' apartment building came into view. It was a tall complex with many floors, the eighth being the one you called home. Stepping into the front entrance, you were greeted with a familiar smell which gave you a warm feeling of nostalgia as you made your way to the elevator, followed by your 'boyfriend'.

"What floor?" he asked, stepping forward to push the button.

"Eighth," you replied with a smile. "Thank you." You stood stick straight, hands clasped in front of you, overly chipper grin plastered on your face.

"Are you alright? You seem anxious." He noted, inching closer to your side, wrapping an arm around you, something that was beginning to feel like instinct at this point.

"I am a little," you admit, smile faltering as you glance up at him. "I want this to go well."

"You don't think they'll believe it?" he asked, tilting his head as he looked down at you.

"Not that," you sighed, perfect posture crumbling against him. "The last time I saw my parents, it didn't go well..."

"I see," he realized, nodding. "I won't push, but if you'd like to talk about it, I'm all ears." he offered, morphing all his extra limbs into ears. "Literally."

You snickered, shining a bright and genuine smile. "Maybe another time,"

"There she is," Shoji teased, ers morphing back into hands and lightly tickling your neck. "Knew I could make you smile. Your real smile is so much prettier than your fake one."

It was moments like these that made you question the reality of your relationship with him. If this all was fake, would he say things like that? Would he say them if they were real? Though the honeyglow in your cheeks and butterflies in your stomach were hard to ignore, his sweetness confused you so much. Before you could bring it up, a chime filled the air as the elevator slowly ascended to a crawl before stopping entirely. Glancing at him for reassurance, you stepped out of the elevator when the doors opened and turned left to make your way to your parent's door.

Standing in front of it, you glanced at him again, this time finding him already staring back. "Well...this is it, I guess?"

"I guess it is," he smiled, bringing up his fist and knocking firmly before stepping back. His warm embrace retracted from you in order to take your hand in his. He thought it'd be a better look for him to be holding your hand when the door opens, rather than having his arm around your shoulder, though he couldn't explain why.

Within moments, the door opened revealing a woman that looked remarkably like you, though a little more than twice your age. Excitedly, the woman threw her arms around your neck, hugging you tightly. "Honey, you're finally home, I've missed you so much!" As the woman's eyes fluttered open again, they landed on Shoji, prompting her to squeal. "Oh, and this must be that Shoji boy you're always telling us about!"

Your cheeks burned at the revelation, but you were too stunned to say anything.

"That would be me, ma'am," Shoji, bowed, offering her his hand as she released you. "And you must be (Y/N)'s older sister,"

The woman shrieked again, giving her hand for him to shake."Oh, stop!" she gushed. "Hun, you didn't tell me he was so charming!"

"Yep," you gulped, nervous about what to say next. "He's my prince charming!" Anything would have been better than that, you cringed. "A-Anyways, Mezo, this is my mother, Mom, this is Mezo Shoji, my boyfriend."

"A pleasure to finally meet you, Shoji, welcome to our humble home!" your mother greeted, bowing her head slightly.

"Please, the pleasure's all mine."

[bi-bard]

Interrogation - Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto Imagine [The Bear]

Title: Interrogation

Pairing: Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto X Reader

Word Count: 831 words

Warning(s): cussing

Summary: Richie decides that he wants to be a protective cousin after he finds out that Carmy has a partner coming around the restaurant.

Author's Note: I need to write about this show more. I mean, look at him. He's so pretty.

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I took a deep breath as I walked into the restaurant. I hadn't been down there yet, moving had consumed most of my time.

I met Carmen back when he was working at some high-end restaurant in New York. We had been neighbors. We grew close quickly. Almost concerningly quick.

Being with him just felt natural. Like I had known him forever.

To put it simply, I was in love with him. Completely, utterly in love with him.

And he was in love with me. Granted, he was a little more hesitant to say it. I didn't care. He showed it enough for me to be happy.

I had dreamed about having a love like this.

After his brother passed, Carmy told me that he was going back to Chicago. He expected me to leave him when he told me. I could remember seeing the shocked look on his face when I asked if he wanted me to go with him.

We had been together for a while. I had thought about living with him. It just felt right.

It took some time, but I got everything transferred over to Chicago and I moved into a small apartment with him.

I understood the chaos that Carmy was dealing with at the restaurant. I felt guilty for dealing with stress at my new place of work. I spent the first few weeks there dealing with settling into a new job and trying to help him as much as I could. Until he told me to stop trying to hide how exhausted I was. Then, it got a lot better.

When I finally had the time to make it down to the restaurant, I wanted to make it a special thing.

I went down and got a small thing of flowers. I placed them in a small vase and made my way down there.

I could hear the noise in the back. I kind of stood there for a moment, scared that I was going to make a fool of myself.

A man came walking out of the back. "Who the fuck are you?"

"I'm (Y/n)," I said. "I'm just looking for Carmen?"

"Carmy! Someone's out here for you! With some flowers!"

Well, there goes that part of the surprise. I chuckled as I placed the vase on the countertop.

"(Y/n)," I smiled when Carmen walked out from the back.

"Hey," I muttered, hugging him when he made it over.

The man from earlier was staring at us. He was clearly confused.

"Oh shit, (Y/n), that's Richie, my cousin," Carmen explained. I nodded. "Richie, this is (Y/n). My partner."

"You're the one that followed him from New York," Richie asked. I nodded. He walked over, leaning on the counter in the hopes of intimidating me. "Listen. Carmy's my family, got it?"

"Richie, shut up-"

"Hurt him, you deal with me," he cut Carmen off.

"I wouldn't dream of it," I replied. "You have my word. I'm in this one for the long haul."

"Watch yourself."

"Richie, go the fuck away," Carmen pushed his cousin toward the back. "I... am so sorry about that. I'd like to say that won't happen after he gets to know you..."

"It's fine," I chuckled.

"You say that now," he mumbled. "What are you doing here?"

"I don't wanna pull you away from work for too long. Just wanted to drop these off."

I motioned at the vase.

"You got me flowers?" he seemed skeptical as he looked between me and the vase.

"Yeah."

His eyes fell on the vase, focusing on them like he wanted to memorize them.

"I just... I thought these would look nice in the office," I explained. He didn't respond right away, so I started rambling. "But you don't have to take them. I know it's already cluttered back there, and these will only take up more room. I can just- what are you doing," his hands held the sides of my face before he leaned in to peck my lips and stop my rambling, "...oh."

"I like them," he promised.

"Okay," I muttered. I bit my lip and looked away from him. He chuckled at me. "What?"

"You're cute when you're nervous."

"You're an asshole," I mumbled and pushed him backward.

He caught my arm and pulled me into another kiss. I kissed him back for a few moments before stepping.

"I'll see you later," I said.

"Please don't wait up for me, it never works-"

"I can still try," I called as I walked to the door. "Bye! Love you!"

"Love you too," he awkwardly called back, waving at me when I turned to face him on my way out.

As the door closed, I heard a chorus of 'aw' and fake barfing noises, which were quickly followed by Carmen yelling at all of them to shut the fuck up.

I chuckled as I walked away.

Yeah, I was pretty sure that I was in this one for the long haul.

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[lara4eclipze]

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info; is there anything better than sitting down and watching your favorite movies? , well until someone calls you.. who calls at this time of night?

cw; blood , mentions of killing, gore-y , mean Lara , inspired by the scream movie , smutty? , men do not interact , short and rushed but I hope you guys like it

part 1 || part 2

finally it was academic break , your roommates have their academic break planned out , either going out with their boyfriends or going home to their family , you on the other hand didn't plan anything you figured staying at the dorm was better either way atleast you had the whole place to yourself

what's the best thing you can do when alone at night , oh watch your favorite horror movies! not so dumb right?

"shit!" you gasps as hot oil splash onto you , you were cooking pop corn cause who watches movies with no popcorn , you wash your hands then put the popcorn in a bowl with butter and some salt

as the movie progress you got more and more tired or sleepy , until you heard the ring of your phone

ringg rring , weird who calls this late, either way you paused the movie and answered the phone

"hi?" you answered , annoyed and a bit impatient your supposed to be relaxing not answering a random call

"hi there enjoying your movie?" the other line answers the voice was distorted it sounded like they used a voice changer

creeped out and curious you ask

"who are you?" how can someone know your watching a movie your alone right now... right?

"not important, say what's your favorite horror movie?" the cryptic voice cuts you off

"answer me who are you!?" getting frustrated , most importantly scared

"you'll see soon.." the calls ends with a beep and you were left with your thoughts, the shaking feeling of someone watching you lingered

until the lights turned off , you didn't hear any light switch was the electricity gone? , what the fuck is this timing you question

"god stop messing with me" you exhale , you tightly gripped your phone. , turning on your flash you went to your bedroom

as you enter your room you made sure the doors were locked , after making sure you took a deep exhale as your heart race

"aww thought you can keep me out?" a voice behind you purrs , startled you screamed and turn to look only to get a sack covered on your head

"who the fuck are you! shit get this of me" you says as you felt this person tie your hands and sit you down on your bed

"shh princess no one can hear you stop screaming" the voice felt awfully familiar yet you just cant get your finger on who it it

"I didn't have to do this if you complied earlier you know that right" the woman says again "yet you decide to get frustrated how cute"

"oh and who am I? , take a wild guess and I'll say if your right" what the fuck is up with this woman , is this a sick game?

"i swear to God if this is some type of game I'm not playing i-" you got cut off by a slap to your thighs

"I said guess not ramble pup" her voice laced with venom

"sorry , uhm Sophia?" you ask with a harsh blow to your thighs "wrong" she giggles

this went on for 6 more guesses and 6 more hits

"I'm getting bored puppy , do you only know them gosh I thought we were close" she says you were squirming by this point due to the hits,

"L-lara?" you shakily said , waiting for another hit you brace yourself yet nothing came

"good job pup you got it!" she joyfully said removing the sack on you head revealing it was her

"Lara? how what?" you were confused, scared and most importantly weirded out

"I've been keeping my eye on you , I can't believe you still didn't notice me" she pouts

"seeing you with the other girls triggers me you know.." she said you were terrified why was she jelous?!

pulling out her knife your heart dropped

"cat got your tounge? speak" she commands

"i why lara? please let me go i didn't do anything wrong" you cry out to her hoping against odds that she might just let you go

"cause your mine! nobody can just step in and claim you , god are you stupid?" she harshly spat

"I'm yours?" you ask confused—is she mentally sick or overall just delusional

"yes... remember Emily?" she replied , her voice sinister, come to think of it Emily has been absent for a week now no one has heard from her

"yes — what did you do to her?!" you quickly question, she laughs it hits you like a ton of bricks she did something to emily

"you know~ just a little clean up" She says grinning ear to ear

"I saw how she looked at you , sooo.. I had to remind her you were taken, I bleached her eyes — now she can't ogle you anymore" god you were horrified , tears ran down your face out of pure terror

"why- would you do that! she didn't like me we were just friends!" you felt yourself get weak Lara who was in front of you just injured Emily

"don't act like that—now you don't want anyone else hurt right?" she coos wiping the tears off your cheeks

"y-yes" you breath out her hands felt cold contrasting to your own

"good girl , ill remove your restraints but if you try to run away I'd have to hurt someone else and we don't want that" she whispers to your ears goosebumps arose at her words she is sick

you nod unable to form words

she chuckles, using her knife she cuts the rope binding your hands , after her hands made its way around your waist

"you smell divine , I've been waiting for this moment for so long" the older groans

deciding to play along cause god knows what Lara can do to you if you resist her now

you lean into her earning you an approving hum , she kisses your neck making her way down your shoulders , she bites down leaving a mark you whimper out of pain

"now everyone knows your taken" she hums

after kissing your lips she covers your head with the sack once more you hear the door clicks and just like that she was gone

you saw a note on your bedside table, left by lara

"see you next time pup xo"

[moonrisecoeur]

Hi moon! Hope you're doing well!

Just wanted to send in a little question in hopes of getting some brain-dumping from you. But, if you want, can you talk more about Leon being needy and touch-deprived? Could be in any context (fluff or smutty) or any version of Leon (because let's face it, he's a pathetic baby across the board) but just wanted to hear your thoughts about that! <3

nicyyyy omg hi :3 i love seeing u on my dash and especially in my inbox heh !! hope you're well and work is good !! i'm doing awesome actually i got a 92 on my midterm that i could have sworn i should have failed. haha anyway!!

mostly fluff but theres a little bit of smutty thoughts too <3

hmm fluffy touchy leon is always such a favorite topic of mine ahhh i love re4r leon being touchy because like c'mon you're like his romantic second partner ever and, not even in like a romantic context, he doesn't get touched a lot!! i mean who is out here giving him hugs and giving him comfort when he's a literal killing machine? he doesn't really even feel worthy of comfort and touch, so he doesn't like asking for it. you gotta disguise it as you wanting comfort or else he'll try to push you away.

"no, sweetheart, i don't need you to baby me. really, it's fine, i don't even like it that much to begin with, it's fine," he says, but then if you say that you want a hug and you want comfort then of course he'll oblige!! and he won't notice it but the way you're rubbing his back in soothing circles as you hold him is definitely a sign that you're doing this for him!!

but also even in circumstances where he doesn't 'need' comfort, he still likes touch. you putting your hand on his arm or resting your cheek on his shoulder is enough to satisfy him in little moments like this.

i can also see every single version of leon being big fan of running his fingers through his partner's hair (or like just patting n petting their head if u got curly hair haha). like!! it's so close and soft and intimate, and he likes making you feel comfy. even if it's a brief hand on the back of your neck, scratching the base of your scalp gently as he leans in to kiss you, he can't get over it.

i also see all leons but especially re2r and re4r being especially fond of his partner cupping his cheek and holding his jaw as you look for little wounds or scratches. you know what i mean? do we see the vision? you're all worried for him, looking at him with such care and gentleness and he's looking right back at you with heart eyes good BYE !!

omggg he loves brushing a piece of hair behind your ear absentmindedly as you're talking. gawd especially like id or re6 good lord, like you're rambling about something and he just sits there listening to you, smiling because he thinks you're the most beautiful thing on this planet, and he reaches out to tuck of a piece of hair away and brushing his thumb against your cheek in the process. god my brain would stop i'd lose any thoughts in my head i would be contractually obligated to suck this man's dick im SORRY OMG

omg you know those guys who say their love language is physical touch but you know its just because they want sex like leon ACTUALLY feels love with touch both giving and receiving. like when he comes home from a mission and just collapses into your arms, poor thing!! you rub his back and press kisses to his temple and he just breaks down crying cux he misses you !! he hates being away from you but for your safety and for his too (because he knows the government would hold your life over his head too) he has to keep going on these missions even though they're literally killing him.

i think he learns to be better about accepting touch and affection overall with age. especially like di leon like he's always giving you hugs and kisses but like he just cannot get enough of you!! he gets less touch deprived and needy the longer he spends in a healthy, committed relationship. he still wants to touch you but he doesn't need it so intensely like he was younger.

also like we sometimes think of di leon like the conclusion, the ending, where he's completely or mostly healed of all his trauma. just because he's not as emo doesn't mean he's full gotten past everything. he's still trapped to some extent. sure, he's not the worn down, pathetic alcoholic old man that he was in re6 or vd and he's got friends he can rely on and he's doing better, but i still think he struggles with feeling worthy of the attention and care of others. he's probably not the best communicator of that either!! so just like with re4r leon, you might have to disguise it as for you as opposed to for him. he recognizes this but doesn't say anything or stop you.

as for smuttyyy hmm i like the idea of leon being touchy and affectionate during sex. like if he's single and it's just a one night stand he met at the bar, then no. absolutely not. he probably won't kiss them on the lips, mostly because he's deprived of that affectionate stuff and will definitely get attached. (edit: actually the more i think about it... maybe he would be overly touchy with some stranger because he's desperate and needs it soooo bad.. what if that scares them away and he gets all sad.. dawg now i'm sad) but if it's his long term partner then he absolutely wants to hold your hand, let you touch him however you like.

on days where he's more needy and touch deprived, i can see him leaning a bit more dominant, just taking what he wants. of course ur not gonna fight him because it's the one time he'll actually seek physical comfort without it having to be a battle between you and his own insecurities. he holds you tightly and possessively, claiming you as his, and gawd i mean what else do you do besides go along with it?

cuz like i don't see him as a total sub (sub leaning switch men x dom leaning switch women representation) but i do also see his neediness manifesting in him poorly communicating his needs. i mean, let's be real. he's not the coolest guy. he's shy and awkward and canonically not good with women (and i'm sure men too). but if you coax him into voicing what he wants from you... he gives in and lets you take care of him.

couple extra random notes:

re2r leon after the events of raccoon city finds it hard to be touchy feely and everything. tries to keep his distance cuz he's so in his head and upset about what happened.

re4r leon struggles a lot emotionally and mentally and thus is very in the most in need of comfort yet the least likely to get it as he can't communicate it very well :( plus he doesn't have a lot of agency/free will in his life so as much as i wanna say "you just gotta give him love!! he deserves it!!" it also feels like he would push away anyone who is too affectionate and loving with him. as bad as it sounds it feels like just another burden being forced onto him.

id leon i would say gives me the least touch starved needy vibes. i also feel like they made him a little too cool in id, he's not loser-y enough to be leon kennedy you know ?? but he's keeping himself busy in order to not have to think about his traumas and problems, and trying to ignore his obvious need for attention and companionship.

re6 leon is struggglinggggg he is barely able to keep himself together and just some gentle touches and love breaks him down to an emotionally needy mess. this is the man that would accidentally be overly loving and affectionate with a stranger he met at the bar.

[hinamie]

sorry if youve talked about this before, but do you have any tips relating to your coloring process? i ADOREE the way you render things and it looks soso cool and once i saw a post where you said your art typically only took a couple hours and i was in SHOCK. cuz ive been working on a yuji piece that has a similarish (not really but idk how to describe it…) coloring style and ive been working at it for. about a month now…sorry this is rambly i hope u have a good day!!!

hi!!! first of all thank you so much I'm happy you like the way I render! honestly it Is still the aspect of drawing that takes the longest for me, I've only recently started to come up with ways to streamline my process (mainly through keeping my layers/brushes limited and overall being less anal about details) . these days my average drawing does take about 2.5-4 hours I'd say, with Big Illustrations obviously being the exception

i wouldn't beat yourself up too much about taking longer to finish a drawing tho ! it took me. a While to learn how to speed up and honestly my biggest piece of advice is loosen up and let certain things look imperfect or unfinished ! and if you're like i was and want to work at getting faster then i would recommend practicing churning out sketchy/rough pieces and see what tricks and habits you can implement or adjust to save time

all that being said I realize haven't done an updated overview of my colouring/rendering process so I guess this can be that ! I'll put it under the cut because i too like to ramble and this Will get long

lineart and base colour/underpainting

my lineart is nearly Always on multiply. it helps the lines stand out less starkly against the colours and makes it so that I don't have to change the colour of as many sections of lines later on

the base colour layer is honestly completely optional, tbh i sometimes skip it so you don't Have to have one but i like it for a few reasons: - I like to keep all my colours on the same layer so if i'm going for a painterly style this serves as an underpaint layer of sorts . having this means that when i paint, whatever colour i have here will blend with all the other colours i use and help them look cohesive - even if I'm not painting, i still like to work with all my colours on the same layer and it helps me make sure I'm not missing any spots, which helps when it comes time to section individual areas off in the next steps

2. flats

lock transparency button my beloved . this makes it so that you're only able to paint on areas where there is Already colour (which is where having an underpaint layer comes in handy)

not much else to say about this step, just choosing colours rly !

3. shading

here's where the fun starts ! since i'm working all on one layer, i use the wand or lasso tool to section off whatever area I want to work on, then go in with (usually) one of the three brushes below: from left to right 1. my favourite dry brush that i use to cover large areas, it has an amazing dry paint stroke-y texture and i use it in everything. great for skin/clothes/hair/fur/organic material...she does it all 2. smaller, blendier/smoother brush that I use to soften out the rougher edges left by the first brush. I find it's really good for hair and small clothing creases 3. rough pen brush that I use to add little bits of flavour in the form of crosshatches or stray lines, usually to hint at individual hair strands! I also use it to line sometimes but I'm using it less for that recently

also, since the lineart layer is set to multiply, it's super easy to colour directly under the lines on my colour layer and use that as a way to make certain lines Darker . it's most obvious at the eyelashes and under the jaw but I do it everywhere

4. finishing touches and texture overlay

here I add another layer above the multiply/lineart layer and use it to add highlights and other details! this is also the layer i use to paint directly on top of any areas that got messy or need extra definition

my texture overlay of choice is just a rough monochrome static file that I got on the csp assets page but use whatever you'd like tbh ! set the layer mode to overlay and adjust the opacity to your liking (I also like to rasterize the layer to make it easier to work with but it's not too consequential if you skip that step since you're basically done by this point anyway)

And done ! slap a signature on that bad boy and send it <3

[scenteddelusion5]

"Two households, both unalike in dignity, In our unsightly hell, where we lay our scene," PART 3

Vox x gn reader (Alastor's child)

Note: sorry for the rickroll guys, I promise I won't do it again. It's a little shorter but I really wanted it to end where it did because dread. Part 4 will be around the same length as 1 and 2. Also for anyone wondering this takes place before Alastor's 7 years abscence. It's not canon compliant anyway but this does give you a bit of a timeline.

Word count: 2784

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5

After thinking about it Y/n had reluctantly agreed to start 'dating', even thinking of it made them want to smash their head into the wall. And of course their father had already heard about, probably from Rosie or, even more likely, Paris himself. Alastor wouldn't shut up about it and they had to just nod along. This did mean, however, that Y/n was able to use this as a cover up for when they were hanging out with Vox, which is exactly what they did the day after.

Y/n had put on a big jacket, covering their fancy fit, and rushed out the door while rambling about meeting with Paris. Alastor just let them go, only asking for them to be back by ten.

"Hey Vox!" Y/n jumped in to give the man a big hug, getting a strong whiff of his cologne.

"You look dazzling tonight love." He kissed their hand. "I hope you'll like this place, I know it's not of your usual tastes."

"Oh, don't worry about it."

The night went well, the two love birds laughed and cried and gazed into each other's eyes in their private booth.

"You know, I thought it was very sweet you tried to eat demon for me. I was always scared that most people would think it was a dealbreaker."

" I mean I don't mind it but next time we'll go to a restaurant where they have options for the both of us." Vox laughed. "I don't find it a deal breakers, you shouldn't be scared. Besides aren't there a bunch of bachelors in Cannibal Town, like Paris."

"Don't remind me," they sighed, "Vox I... uhm I need to tell you something." Y/n thought back on yesterday, when they smiled in front of their father only to ball their eyes out in their room. "Something happened yesterday with Paris and... Just promise you won't do anything reckless."

"I promise." The TV Demon stared into their eyes with worry. So many thoughts about what this fucker could've done to them swirled through his head.

And so Y/n told him everything; the blackmailing, Paris' smug face, how he practically was an annoying Radio Demon fan wannabe and worst of all Alastor's positive reaction to the news.

"I know I lied to him... I-I know I tried to hide it from him, but somewhere deep down I hoped he would realise I was lying, that it was a facade." They cried. "I'm so selfish, aren't I?"

"Dearie, you aren't. And evening you were, this is hell, so who cares?" Vox tried to console them. "But if this bothers you so much, maybe we should tell him?"

"NO!" They yelled " He will KILL you."

"Alright... We'll find a solution, I promise."

The rest of the night went relatively well. They were able to joke around again. When Vox was walking them back, they complained that their feet hurt, so he swiftly picked them up. Y/n's face was buried in his neck while he held them close.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

When Y/n got home, they looked through their bookcase looking for a certain story. It wasn't there, they checked once more, then again, one last time... And nothing. They walked downstairs and saw Alastor sitting in the kitchen preparing for his next broadcast.

"Hey dad? Have you seen one of my books, it's called Demio and Cannette?" They asked.

"Hmmm, yes I did," he answered, "I didn't think that book was appropriate for you, so I got rid of it."

"What? WHY? You've never checked them before? Why all of a sudden..."

"I know you got the fairytale idea of 'falling in love' with my rival from that wretched story." Alastor stood up from his seat and came over to them. "But you don't need it anymore. You're now with a civilized man and I don't want you to change your mind because you are being influenced by frivolous stories. Speaking of Paris, how was your date?"

"Oh, it went well." They lied. "Don't just switch to a different topic! I STILL want my book back!"

"Not happening."

"YES IT Į̷͙̫̲̣̼̠̹̼̟͑̃̀̾̇̚͘͠S̵̻̪̠̔!!!" Y/n yelled back.

"You can throw a tantrum all you want, you aren't getting it back." His antlers grew. "I WILL do A̸͓̦̿̓̆N̶̻͑Y̶͚̅̓̄̕T̸͙̫͕̥̎͝H̴͈̙̘̮̋̕Î̷͊ͅṊ̵̪͖͕̆̅͒̄G̵̠̯͉͛̄͊ to protect you. Even if you disagree, U̶̢͚͚̲͕̎̇͂͝Ń̶̟͖̥̪̙̿̀͜D̴̹̯̩͓͘͜E̷̟̔̚R̷̬̫̜͛̋̒͗̕S̷͎̺͉͕̥̼̐͆̌̈T̴͇͓̠͈͈͐͆̒̂A̵̳̘̮̩͛̌̄̉N̷͇͚̻̥͖̂̌̇͗͋ͅD̸̡̺̀̔ ?"

"I... I understand." They walked back up the stairs, their head down.

Alastor sighed. He didn't like speaking at his child like that but it was necessary. They needed this, he needed to protect them.

A week and a half went by, on some days Y/n secretly met up with Vox while on others they were forced to meet with Paris. Their 'dates' got more and more uncomfortable. Paris got more daring and daring, he even tried to kiss them once, Y/n quickly shut that down, still they couldn't keep him away forever, he might get sick of their unwillingness and spill the beans.

Y/n and Alastor hadn't talked much since their little fight.... They had never had fights before and now they seem to have become a regularity.

Vox had noticed a difference in them and one day, late in the night, while the two were facetiming, he mustered up the confidence to ask what's wrong.

"Love, what's wrong? You haven't been yourself for a while."

Tears filled their eyes. "I had a fight with dad, he... I don't think he would ever except us..."

"Love, you know that I'm not the biggest fan of your dad but he does care a lot about you. I'm sure once he sees that I truly love you, he'll be fine with it."

"I don't think so... He is just to overprotective, since... I died. It was my fault, I was being stupid reckless and was killed. Before I knew it dad was down here with me and took care of me, sheltered me." Their tears fell down onto their bed. "He cares too much, he won't hesitate to get rid of you to protect me."

"Fine, but just know, I can protect myself against that old fuck!"

"I'll just have to take your word for it," they laughed.

"How about we go to that old school pub around the corner tomorrow?" His speakers started playing a nice tune from their time. "I can show you my dance moves."

"Ughh!! I can't, I have a dinner with me, dad and that asshole!" They complained. "I wish I could come! We're going to that restaurant we went to back then? What was it called again?"

"Heartie's, I will never forget that place."

The two continued to talk into the night. Little did they know, someone eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Heartie's huh?" Valentino held up his gun, loading it with angelic bullets. "Once that bitch is gone, he'll shake out of this and then we'll take out the Radio Demon together."

Y/n was looking through their gallery. Modern phones were so intriguing, those little devices could hold hundreds upon hundreds of pictures. Most of theirs were of Vox or them both, a few were of hell's scenery. Their favourite was by far a certain picture with the two of them. They were hanging out at Vox's place, he introduced them to Vark, his pet shark, and ended up watching a movie. Y/n could still remember the warmth they felled cuddling up, the smell of the pyjama-shirt they borrowed from Vox, everything was amazing.

That's when a knock came from the door. Y/n quickly shoved their phone in their pocket.

"Fawn, it's me." Alastor opened the door. "I know we haven't talked much since our little... disagreement but please put that aside for now. We have a guest, please come down."

Waiting downstairs was Paris, of course. They wanted to groan but kept their in a smile.

“I was wondering if I could take you on a late-night stroll?”

Y/n took his hands and left the house with him.

“What do you want to talk about?” Their voice was direct.

“You really don’t do small talk do you?” Paris quipped.

They looked to the side. “Only with people I don’t like.”

“Hah! Yeah, you’re going to have to learn how to like me. You see, I know it’s been only been a week but I think we are both ready to tie the knot.” He pulled out a little box. “I mean, can you imagine? Me being the official son-in-law of the Radio Demon?”

“What?” Y/n’s ears pulled back. “What makes you think I will EVER marry you?”

“It’s simple, you don’t want that box to die.” A disgustingly smug smile decorated his face “One wrong move and his fate will be sealed.”

“I-I..”

“One more thing.” He put his hand in their pocket and pulled out their gifted phone. “You won’t be needing this anymore.”

“H̵̱̱̖͛́͛Ḙ̵̯̖̭́̆̅̕Ỷ̶̨͚̣̮̆̅͠!̸̦̜̜͈͖͆̆ ̷̯̈́T̵̨̹̙̻̤̎̈́̂́Ḫ̶̦̥̃Ă̷̙̐̑͝��T̷̳̝̆̑̕’̷̹̠͔̈͋̏̆S̸͉͚̊̒̊͐̕ ̷̡̧̲̹͒̊̚M̶̭͔̳̣̈͆̌I��͕͉̬͚͖͠N̸̟̾̄͋͊È̵̛̟̬͖͉̦!!!" Y/n’s eyes glowed, their stature grew and a they scowled.

“Uh uh uh, I wouldn’t do that if I were you, think about your paramour.” With one squeeze the thing crumbled up. As he let go, the now destroyed, device fell on the forest floor.

Vox was pacing around his apartment. He was contemplating going to the restaurant too, just to keep an eye on them.... But Alastor would recognize him. What to do? What to do?

That's when a call popped up on his screen. At first he got excited thinking Y/n might be calling him again but when he swiped it over to one of his set-up screens, he realised it was Velvette.

"Velvette, what do you want? I'm busy."

"Busy my ass! The only thing you've been doing the last two weeks is fawning over them." She held up her middle finger as if that'll prove her point. "I've been picking up YOUR slack, you piece of shit!"

"And that's why I've decided to send you out for a nice dinner tomorrow with all your friends. How about it?"

"This isn't some kind of trick is it?"

"Of course not." Vox's left eye took over most of his screen, circles spiralled his Z-shaped iris. "Just accept."

"Fine, but you NEED to get to work again. All this work has been driving me crazy and Val is doing jack shit." Her eyes drifted to something off-screen. "WHAT THE FUCK! Put that down you worthless BITCH!" She quickly left the call to deal with whatever was going on.

It's true that Vox had been somewhat slacking since meeting them, but can he be blamed? Anyone would if they were THIS head over heels for someone. He pulled up his digital to-do list. He wanted to try to get everything done by tomorrow, this way if something were to happen at the restaurant he'd be available and ready. So he dove into his documents and blueprints.

Vox looked over the different product proposals from his team, when one of them caught his eye.

The Voxle E-reader A VoxTech take on the older, popular kindl E-readers. A market VoxTech hasn't tapped yet and is overdue for a new revolutionary product.

The proposal came from a newer employee, whom Vox had already been considering demoting. The young demon barely brough anything to the table and an E-reader? It's true VoxTech never brought one out but it wasn't necessary, people could already use their V-pads which had many more uses. Besides, this is hell, how many demons actually read? Only those of higher status and they prefer paper books, like Y/n. Like Y/n... Would they like one? Before he could really think about it, he put the proposal in the approved pile. He couldn't wait to gift it to them.

Vox continued on working late into the night. He was so concentrate, the overlord didn't even notice he hadn't gotten any messages from his lover.

Morning came around and with that the dreaded day. The day went by like a blur for Y/n, eating, showering, reading, changing. They felt numb. This was happening, in a few hours they would be engaged to a slimy, shoe-licking bitch and there is nothing they could do about it. They couldn't even complain to their actual lover, their Vox. For the first time since dying, it actually felt like they were in hell.

They wore a beautiful green attire that showed their little deer tail with a matching hat they got from Cannibal Town. Walking downstairs, Alastor was waiting on them. He was wearing a fancier suit than usual.

"Y/n, I apologize for my role in our dispute." His apology was diplomatic and stiff, anything but sincere.

"Start actually meaning it and I might actually forgive you." They walked past him out the door.

Both Rosie and Paris were waiting outside. The whole way there was awkward. Y/n refused to talk with Alastor.

"Why don't you two head inside already?" Rosie shoved Paris and them towards the doors of the familiar establishment. "I want to talk to my dear old Alastor over here." Once the two were out of earshot she began, "So Al, what's going on?"

"There is nothing to worry about, Rosie. Me and Y/n simple had a bit of a disagreement nine days ago, nothing for you to worry about."

"You two never have fights, especially not those that last THIS long." She moved to stand closer to him. "And you're hating it. I see right through that smile of yours."

"I just, miss my little fawn... Ever since that wretched party, they seem to hate me..." For once in a decennia his ears fell back. "And they're hiding something from me, I know it! And it's troubling them, but Y/n refuses to come to me."

"Well... Maybe they're scared for your reaction. You can be a bit... Much when it comes to them. How about this? After dinner we'll have a good talk and lay everything on the table."

"Why not? Now after you." He opened the door for Rosie and followed suit. "Let's get to our table, I haven't been this hungry since the time my hunting rifle broke, hahaha."

Vox woke up on his desk, he had fallen asleep with papers and pen in hand. Looking at his computer it was late in the morning. His deer must have been worried about him since he hadn't texted them all morning, right? Right?

No, not a single text from them. They must have been nervous for the dinner.... But usually when they were nervous they would come to him for comfort. He was just being paranoid, just paranoid little Vox. It was just new for him not to have control over someone, the other two Vees often called him a control freak with how he hypnotised used his hypnotism powers...

Maybe he should've used it on Y/n after all? NO! he shoulder think like that! They were his partner, his equal.

He picked up his phone and messaged them:

Hey love! How are you? I know this day is stressful for you

No, answer. Y/n didn't even receive it. What was going on?

"Vox!" Velvette walked into his office. "I'm going to go get ready with the girls, don't forget to pick us up at the salon!"

"Don’t worry about it, I'll have it handled." He said smugly.

"You better! So make sure you don't fall asleep on your work again!"

Velvette took her leave again while Vox looked over everything he still needed to do. It was a LOT. So much he forgot all about his previous paranoia.

"So they're going to be at this restaurant?" An unknown voice asked.

"Yes, there're probably going to be one or two overlords with them," Valentino answered, "just get that whore and get out of there."

"Got it, don't worry. This isn't the first time I've dealt powerful demons."

Velvette and her girl friends had enjoyed their day at the salon and got picked up by Vox. The limo was fancier than usual, she guessed that he must've really felt bad for the slacking. Not surprising considering how much of a workaholic he was. She guessed wrong though, she guessed very wrong.

"Vox, what the FUCK are we doing back here?" She shoved her middle finger in his face. "This is about Y/n, isn't it?"

"Well, yes." Vox smiled. "Please Velvette, Y/n got a dinner with that Cannibal. They were really nervous about it, but the Radio fucker would notice me too fast."

"Fine, but you OWE me! GOT IT!!"

"Got it, whatever you want."

"Come on girls, we're getting dinner." She begrudgingly made her way inside.

Vox stepped back into the car just in time, because when he was on his way back, he saw them walking by. Y/n looked beautiful. How he wished he could be there.

Part 4

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