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[reallchristine]

ENERGY ─ chapter one

pairing: logan howlett x !f!reader

Set during x-men (2000) and X2

warnings: angst, bad grammar?😭, basically the plot of the first movie!!!

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You were only 15 when Charles found you after the accident, and you’ve only ever stayed with him since.

Once you grew older more students started to appear throughout the school. Which led you to be given a position as the chemistry teacher at the school.

As for being an X-men, that was a different situation. Unlike Jean, Scott, and Ororo. You were scared of the extent of your powers, therefore when Charles asked if you wanted to be a part of the X-men you kindly declined.

Now you sat at your desk in your classroom marking the last of the tests that you handed out earlier today.

You let out a sigh while swiftly checking off one of your student’s answers with a red pen. Suddenly you hear Charles's voice in your head, “Come to my room there’s something we need to discuss.”

You quickly put away the unfinished marked test in your folder as you head to Charles's room. “You wanted to see me?” you ask as you near the door walking in.

You look around seeing that Scott, Ororo, and Jean are already standing there in the room. “-and this is y/n. A teacher at our school for gifted.” Charles says, giving you a welcoming smile which you return.

An unfamiliar man you don’t seem to recognize stands in the middle of the room eyeing you.

You’re confused why Charles decided to call you to be here but you don’t ask, instead you turn to give a friendly smile towards the unfamiliar man. He doesn’t return the smile back and looks to the Professor behind him.

“you’ll be safe here from Magneto,” Charles speaks. “What’s a ‘magneto’?” The man asks. “A very powerful mutant who believes a war is brewing between mutants and the rest of humanity.” Charles continues “-the associate of his that attacked you earlier is called ‘Sabertooth’.”

“Sabertooth?” The man asks. A pause as he then turns to point at Ororo clicking his tongue. “Storm.” He pauses again and looks to Charles, “What do they call you? Wheels?” He lets out a dry laugh and turns towards where you and Scott are standing.

“Cyclops, right?” He spoke, grabbing Scott’s shirt and pulling him towards his face. “You wanna get outta’ my way?” you're shocked at this sudden act and so is Scott, who’s giving a certain look towards the professor.

Charles uses his telepathy on the man. He lets go of Scott’s shirt and turn’s his head to look around the room. Finally, the professor speaks out loud, “I can help you, Logan.”

Before the man could even answer, Charles turns to all of you.“You all can leave now. I will call again when needed.”

Walking out of the room, alongside everyone else. You stopped to talk to Ororo. “What was that all about in there?” You ask her.

She turns to you, “We found him with a girl named Rouge. The professor believes that he’s a part of Magneto's plan.” You give her a look and she continues to explain, “The professor wants your help with what’s going on.”

You stare at her for a moment and blink. “Wait do you mean ‘x-men’ type helping?” Ororo nods, “Charles believes that your energy powers can come to great use.”

“But I told him I felt like I wasn’t ready, which is why I kept declining his offer.” You shook your head while explaining this to her.

“But the professor believes you’re ready! C’mon y/n, you’ve been practicing to control your mutation since the day you met Charles.” You continue to listen.

“Look, just come test it out with us on the next mission, and I promise none of us will bug you about being a part of X-men again.” You stare at her, thinking of the offer.

“Alright, fine. But if something goes wrong-” she cuts you off, “y/n, you’re going to be great. Don’t worry.” She places a hand on your shoulder and gives you a reassuring smile. You nod at her action. “I’ll see you later, m’kay?” She says. “Yeah, okay.” You smile and she waves goodbye heading down the other side of the hall.

you stand there thinking for a few minutes and decide to look for Jean, wanting her guidance with you becoming part of the team and maybe try to ask her about the whole Magneto and Logan situation.

when you enter the lower level of the school and reach the lab, the two metal doors slide open, welcoming you in.

You take a step inside and can see Jean in her lab coat preparing Logan for an x-ray.

Logan turns his head to look at Jean, “I’m sorry.” He spoke. “For what?” She asks, confused. “If I hurt you.” He stated. But before Jean could form a reply Logan turns his head towards you noticing you approaching the two of them.

“Y/n!” Jean says, turning to face you. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt! I didn’t know if you were busy. I’ll just leave you two.” you say embarrassed shifting your eyes to look at Logan who’s already staring at you. “No, it’s fine! What’s wrong?” She asks. Your eyes gaze back to her’s, not wanting to look at Logan’s eyes for too long. You start to explain, “I just wanted to tell you I’m going to be joining you guys for the next mission.”

“That’s great y/n! I’m glad you’re finally coming along with us.” She says as Logan lies there listening to your conversation. “Yeah, but it’s not for certain I’m going to be a part of the team. I’m just testing it out.” You say timidly.

“Oh.” She says. “Still, I’m proud that you’re trying to test it out.” She smiles at you. “Thanks, Jean. I’ll talk to you more after you’re finished.” You say appreciating her words and not wanting to bother her more. “Alright.” She reply’s still smiling at you.

You turn, approaching the big metal doors as they slide open as you walk out of the room. The sound of your heels getting quieter and quieter as you make your way back to your classroom.

Jean goes back to continue to prepare for Logan’s x-ray. “I thought she was already a part of this whole X-Men team thing you guys got going on.” Jean looks at him. “Y/n?” She asks. “Yeah, the girl that just walked in here about 1 minute ago.” He says with a tone.

Jean sighs, “Charles has been trying to get y/n on the team since she got control over her mutation.” She explains, focusing on putting another patch on his chest. “So why isn’t she on it?” Logan asks. She pauses for a moment to look at him. “Because she doesn’t think she’s ready.”

She continues, adding yet another patch but this time on the other side of his chest. “Although her abilities are one of the strongest in our school, and she can control it exceptionally well. Y/n’s incidents from the past get’s in the way of how she sees herself and her mutation.” The conversation goes silent.

Logan looks away from Jean to focus on staring at the ceiling instead. He thinks about what she just said about you and your mutation, and a certain spark of curiosity starts to build.

Jean quickly snaps him out of his thoughts and starts to speak, "Okay, I’m going to put you through the x-ray now.” Logan nods at her words as she puts him through the dome of lights. His head begins to fill with thoughts as he patiently waits for this whole x-ray to be over.

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a/n ──the plot is very much still in the works so I’m not sure how long every update will take but we’ll see😭 I’m planning on trying to post 12 chapters so I hope I can stick by that🫡 ALSO this prob has some grammar mistakes so mb😊

[cameronspecial]

Good Terms With The In-Laws

Pairing: Drew Starkey x Reader

Warnings: N/A

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 0.6K

Summary: Y/N and Drew broke up a long time ago, so why does he still go to movie night with her parents every Friday?

A/N: This is inspired by this post.

Masterlist

Y/N and Drew broke up six months ago. It was a mutual decision between the pair; they just felt like it wasn’t working out anymore. He is always away at work and this leaves her at home by herself. After the breakup, she moved in with her parents for moral support and because she couldn’t find anywhere else to live yet. It would be hard for her to go back to living by herself after four years of living with Drew. They had been dating since they both graduated from university, so the breakup was a big change in their lives. Yet one thing doesn’t change in their life and that is Drew’s weekly hang out with her father and mother, which becomes more weekly because of the SAG strike. He’ll bring over dinner and watch a movie with her parents every Friday. When they were dating, she used to join the tradition, but the split has made it awkward. Now, she goes over to a friend’s house until he leaves. This week, she has nowhere to go so she’ll just stay locked up in her room. She is watching TV when she gets a notification on her phone. 

Your dad isn’t picking up his phone so let your parents know that I am going to be there in about ten minutes with the wings. She rolls her eyes at his text. We broke up six months ago. Why are you still doing this? When is it going to end? She watches as the three dots get replaced by a text. It’s just a dude having dinner and watching a movie with a married couple. That’s not a crime, Y/N. She leaves him without a response and goes back to her show. Around eight minutes later, the doorbell rings. She waits for her parents to answer it, but swears up a storm when she remembers that they went out to get some drinks for tonight. 

She opens the door to find Drew. His gaze is on the empty driveway and he turns toward her. “Your parents aren’t home,” he states, stepping in and going to the living room to set the food on the coffee table. She shrugs, “They’ll be back soon. They went to get drinks.” She is stopped from going back to her room by Drew. “We haven’t seen each other in months and that’s all we are going to say to each other,” he questions. She turns to him with furrowed brows, “We broke up a long time ago, Drew. What do you want me to say? I don’t understand why you are still doing movie night with my parents?”

“Because it’s good to be on good terms with your in-laws.”

“Good terms with your in-laws? Drew, did you hit your head? We broke up.”

“I know, but we both know that that isn’t permanent.”

He closes the distance between them so she feels his breath on her face. Her neck cranes to look up at him, “What are you talking about?” “Let’s be honest. You broke up with me and I went along with it because I could see you needed space. But eventually, I was going to make you realize that although my work takes me all over the world, I’m going to do everything in my power to not make you feel alone,” he tells her, taking her hand in his. “Because my heart was made for you, so only you can have it. You take as much time as you need and when you are ready to get back together, I’ll be here waiting for you.” Her parents come back home at that moment, which means she can make her exit back to her room without Drew’s knowledge. Her heart is pounding like a race track. She can’t believe what he just said, but what if he is right?

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[imnotjaesblog]

With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility…And Head

(Found this image on Pinterest)

Starring: Mark Lee

Warnings: Smut, Slight Angst, Fluff (Towards the end). Oral, Fingering, Penetration, They fuck on top of a building, Mark is his dorky self but switches it up.

Words: 1.5k

MINORS DO NOT READ!

STAY AWAY MINORS!

I do not own the rights to Spider-Man this is purely fiction. Mark Lee in this short story is also part of a work of fiction and should not be taken literal or be determined as truth. I do not know Mark personally and have created a fictional universe in which this Mark exist. This is solely for entertainment purposes only and should not be taken as authentic to his character or the original spider man character.

Mark’s Lee actions in this story should not be taken as genuineness.

(Basically saying Mark isn’t Spider-Man, this isn’t real so don’t be to delusional it hurts your mental. But if you are how would I know)?

Enjoy :)

Y/n is a film major at NYU. She constantly makes small films about New York. What it’s like to be a kid in NYC, a broke college student to be more exact. However, after a strange encounter one night where you filmed a fight between Spider-Man and a known supervillain you got caught in the middle. Spider-Man saved you and placed you in an empty alleyway.

You watched from afar catching the fight on camera. Once the fight was over you hid behind a dumpster as Spider-Man swung down into the dark alleyway. He looked around before letting out a breath. You figured he was just checking to see if you left then he would swing off so you kept your camera rolling.

That was until he pulled off his mask and revealed his face. In your state of shock you almost dropped your camera. The noise you made caught his attention. He went over to you stunned. This ended up leading to a closer friendship that soon turned into a relationship.

Present Day Y/n- I swear if you show up late again I’ll kill you Mark 💗- I promise I’ll be there Y/n- You said that last time and you missed the entire film. Mark💗- Dude I promise I’ll be there soon. Don’t be mad at me:) Y/n- Whatever. I better see you here soon! Mark 💗- Relax I can see your apartment from up here Y/n- Well then hurry up and get down. You waited in your bedroom with your projector on flashing the thumbnail to your short film. This film was a documentary, particularly about different ways different women live in New York City.

Some lived in Town Houses. Others lived in tiny shoe box-shaped apartments and others lived skyscrapers touching the sky. You were so fascinated by all these women so you made a film about them. You just wanted Mark to be the first one to see it. He had missed your last short film about a short story on mental health. You ended up showing it to your brother who was too young to truly understand the meaning of the film. He clapped anyway though. Now you waited leg bouncing on your bed as you kept looking towards your unlocked window with the curtains pulled back. You could see the sun starting to set fading behind a bunch of buildings. When five minutes past you sighed head falling back and leaning against the wall.

“Typical,” you said to yourself. Mark was always late. He was late to your first date, to the screening of your first movie, to your second date, to pick up your dog, to pick up your cake, to help take care of your brother, and even to your third date.

You were never super angry with Mark. After all, Spider-Man was saving people’s lives, including your own. So you understood why he was always late. But it still hurt.

Just as you went to shut down your protector you heard a flop on your bed. You looked over seeing Mark dressed in normal clothes sitting crossed on your bed. His backpack is on the ground next to his Spider-Man mask hanging out. You couldn’t help but smile. He was so handsome. You pushed your hand on his leg causing one of his legs to fall off your bed. He touched your hand.

“Come on don’t be mad at me,” he said using a much calmer cuter tone of voice. Dancing on your heartstrings. His eyes followed your face seeing you avoided his gaze.

“Seriously don’t be mad baby. I told you I’d come and I’m here now,” he said with a pleading tone. He didn’t like upsetting you, but he hated disappointing you. It’s the one thing he feared. He knew he couldn’t be perfect for you, so he did his best to be the best he could be in other things. Punctuality is where he failed.

“Your thirty minutes late. I have to make dinner for my brother soon,” you said with a disappointed sigh. You were annoyed Mark had missed your movie again, but you were angry. You let go of his hand and stood up mixing up your bun. You walked over to the opposite side of your room turning off your projector.

Mark followed you with sad eyes. Standing up from your bed it made a creak. He walked over to your side converse stepping across the floor. “Look I’m sorry. It’s just these guys at the bank-“

“It’s okay,” you said with your back turned closing down your laptop. “I understand that Spider-Man comes first. The people need you to keep them safe. I can’t argue with that,” you said shutting down your laptop and putting it to charge. You walked over to your bedroom door sliding on your slippers.

“My brother has to be hungry by now. If you want you can stay in here and relax I know it’s been a long day,” you said before closing the door and not looking back. Mark sighed letting out all the air in his body. He had to make it up to you somehow. And that night he did.

Once you finished cooking for your brother and your sister came home Mark took your hand guiding you to your window. You knew he would jump out with you in his arms and take you somewhere away from your home. He grabbed his backpack placing your camera inside. He zipped it closed putting his mask over his face.

“Are you sure? My siblings are in the living room,” you said standing on the ledge. Mark chuckled wrapping his arm around your waist. “They’ll be fine trust me, your sister is old enough to watch him,” he said spraying a web from his arm to a nearby building. “Hold on,” he said causing your grasp on his collar to tighten. He swung forward and it felt like your face was flying back. Teeth nearly exposed from how fast you were traveling.

With every swing and spray it felt like he traveled higher up the buildings. The night sky fell on the two of you. City lights guided your way to wherever Mark was taking you. You assumed he was taking you to your normal spot where the two of you went to be alone. Even if the spot was high above the people (and quickly dangerous for you) it was a great place to hide from the world even if it was in plain sight.

He swung past some cars and then some birds. People look up at the sky taking out their phones to capture Spider-Man live in person to show to their friends and followers. You smiled enjoying the breeze you felt after such a humid and disgusting day. However, you didn’t always enjoy these. The first couple of times you traveled around with Mark you came close to coughing up your lunch. You eventually got used to the swinging and appreciated the time more than dread it.

When you finally landed it was in the spot you assumed. A ledge of an older building looking over millions of homes and thousands of people. Even at this time, the city was still alive.

Mark took out your camera handing it to you. “I know this is your favorite view,” he said turning it on. You snapped a couple of photos and then recorded some shots soon pointing the camera over to Mark who still wore his mask. He didn’t notice at first feet dangling off the side and eyes focused on the people below. “Say hi,” you said getting his attention.

He smiled and waved at your camera. Then he stood up jumping off the building, it always made your heart jump. He swung around and you caught it all on film. He even walked on one of the statues hanging upside down. You both laughed seeing him make funny poses in the air until he got tired and sat back down beside you. You placed your camera down putting it away.

“Y/n Im sorry about today. I wanted to see your video “

“It’s okay Mark,” you tried to say.

“No it’s not,” he shook his head taking off his mask. He took your hands in his. “I don’t want to be that guy who always shows up late. You're always there when I need you and I’m always minutes or hours behind. I know you need someone to give you that kind of comfort. Being able to see that person in the crowd. I want to give you that and I do, even if it’s from blocks and streets away. Even if you can’t see me I’m there with you all the time. I’m not gonna promise to always be early or on time, sometimes I may not even show up,” He said getting sidetracked.

“Point is I love you dude and I’m always here for you and supporting you even if you don’t see me standing in the front row. I always got your back,” he said placing a kiss on your knuckles. He left your hand close to his face rubbing his head into your hand. He looked at you with the most adoring eyes. This man did love you. You never doubted his love for a second. It’s nice to know as well he’s got you the way you got him.

Small beats of silence passed before he leaned in and kissed you just below your ear taking in a whiff of your scent. You smelled so sweet like usual. He hummed placing another kiss in the same spot just to take in your scent again. When he lingered there for too long you moved your neck back exposing more of your skin to him. He could sense the tingling you felt in your body when he kissed you. He could sense the wetness that started to pool in your panties. He didn’t care he was about to touch you on top of a high building with millions of people below, he needed to take care of his girl.

He turned your head placing his lips on yours. Holding you close to him he pulled you by your waist. He kissed his way down your jaw placing wet kisses on your skin. “Mark…the people,” you said through breaths. You looked to your left seeing the edge. People were so far away they looked like ants. All the buildings nearby had their windows closed and locked, some even had curtains concealing the inside. “They don’t matter, they can’t see us,” he said through a low groan once he started kissing the tops of your breast that pooled out of how tight your was bra.

He unzipped your oversized hoodie pulling the zipper down and tossing the fabric to the side leaving you in a white u cut t-shirt. He said usher your breast together hands covered in his spider costume. He sucked the top of your tits molding them together in his palms. Your head fell back feeling when your juice slipped out of you. Mark knew your juice was slipping to and bucked his hips forward like a dog in heat. The imprint of his large cock showed on his tight costume. The costume outlined every detail of Mark. His abs, his muscles, the v-line that traveled to his cock. You licked your lips leaning out to touch his cloth skin.

He pulled your shirt off your head exposing your bra, he ripped that off throwing it away. It landed dangling off the building and began to slip off falling off the ledge. Luckily Mark noticed a webbed it back into place.

He engulfed his mouth around your nipple sucking and licking and even biting on the pebble of skin. Your back arched, holding his head close your finger ran through his hair. You pulled on his locks tightly causing him to groan hips still bucking into your thigh. “Mark touch me, do something,” you pleaded feeling him let you go with a pop of his mouth. He laid you flat placing your hoodie under you. Taking your cotton shorts I’m his hand he slipped them down placing them next to your bra. He kissed your plush thighs, kneading the skin in his hands. He sucked and kissed his way from your thighs to the outer parts of your pussy. Groaning at the sight of the way your pussy sucked onto your fabric from how wet you are. “Fuck baby, so wet just for me,” he praised finger tracing the outline of your clothed pussy. You squirmed wanting something more from him. “Mark,” you moaned softly trying to get his attention. He was locked on your pussy. Eyes lost in the way you clenched around nothing. The cool air started to tickle you in the best way possible, the coolness feeling good on your hot core. You picked your hips up swirling yourself in his face. His eyes enlarged hands eagerly grabbing hold of your hips and removing your black panties. He sent a long lick to your clit. Then another watching your little reactions.

Your moans got caught in your throat as he licked you slowly. He leaned closer fingers spreading you apart and arm keeping you down. He spread your legs diving into your pussy. Licking quickly on your bundle of nerves your head fell back almost hitting the marble. Mark’s tongue swerved around like a starved madman. He abused your clit with his tongue sucking hard. Fingers that spread you apart made their way down to your hole, teasing your entrance. His finger soaked in your glistening wetness he easily slipped inside you.

Their finger slowly moved into matching the new speed on his tongue. Letting you adjust to the rhythm he started to move faster. Watching and loving the way your body squirmed around for him. The look on your face is full of pleasure. Brows furrowed, eyes closed and mouth open moans slipping out from between your lips while he fucked your pussy so good with his fingers and tongue. He couldn’t help but watch you as he abused and cherished your body. “Fuck Mark,” you groaned hand leading down to his dark locks. Grabbing hold you pushed his hair back exposing his forehead. You held onto his hair tightly seeing a few veins form on his head as you squeezed around his fingers and pulled his hair.

He groaned into your pussy fingers moving quickly following the flow of his tongue. “Fuck baby you taste so good,” he praised spitting on your pussy. He swirled his salvia around with his thick tongue causing your body to arch off the building. Sweat poured down your body, Mark’s as well. You could feel the beads of sweat forming especially around the back of your neck. Sweat formed on top of Mark’s forehead twin fingers from below pounding into you his bicep flexing hard.

“Fuck Mark I’m gonna cum,” you said moaning loudly. From up here you could be as loud as you wanted. No one would find you or Mark from here. You were so high up that you could touch the clouds. Floating in the air millions of people below you. You and Mark were completely alone.

“Fuck baby you wanna cum? You wanna cum all over my fingers?” Mark teased pulling back with his tongue abandoning you. He pulled his fingers out too leaving you hot and unsatisfied. You leaned up on your elbows watching as Mark removed his suit. “Mark,” you whined seeing how sweaty his body was underneath the tight suit. “Relax baby I’ll take care of you,” he said with a smirk as he placed his suit to the side. When he turned to you, you could get a much better angle of his body.

The torso is built and lean. Abs and different lines are carved out onto his body. A certain v-shaped that formed just below his stomach leading to his dick. The sweat that the suit created and mixed with the glow you both received from the setting sun made his body glisten. Biceps well and defined and hands veiny. His jet-black hair sticks in all kinds of places courtesy of your hands. Some little strains sticking to his forehead. Chin and lips covered in your juice shining and sparkling thanks to the sun.

You couldn’t help it. He looked like an absolute dream. You leaned your body over grabbing hold of his face turning his head and planting a passionate kiss onto his pink lips. He wasted no time in kissing you back. Both pairs of hands roam the other's body. Exploring every outline and curve of the other. Lips on lips and hands on hands feeling his muscular, lean shoulders and well-defined jaw in the cups and fingertips of your hands.

He did the same hands grabbing hold of your waist and pulling you closer to him. Squeezing and kneading your skin. Hands traveling south to your ass grabbing hold of the plush skin. He molded the cups of your butt in his hands groaning at the feeling of how soft you are. You smelled amazing pulling him into your lips every time just to continue to taste you. Your body is just as hot as is, completely on fire.

You could feel his hardness still covered by his boxers. You pulled his closer rubbing your wet pussy against his clothed dick. He groaned squeezing your hips and bringing you closer to him enjoying your wet pussy soaking his cock that hadn’t even been exposed yet. “Fuck Y/n,” he cursed groaning and head falling back as you rutted your hips harder into his hardening cock.

“You feel so fucking good and I haven’t even fucked you yet,” he praised placing a wet kiss on your lips. Your lips met his breaking the kiss for a moment to let out a sigh. His tip poked at your clit circling the nerves.

You pulled back, he slipped off his underwear sliding it down his muscular thighs and legs placing it to the side. He laid back sliding your pussy up and down his cock. He couldn’t get enough. He loved watching the way you glided so effortlessly on his dick. Your wetness and his pre cum created the perfect slip so that you could slide so easily on him. Having enough, however, you halted his movements rising. Your hands found his dick, his breath caught in his throat feeling your hands wrapped around him.

You aligned yourself above his dick, it meeting your entrance. You slowly slide down both of you not letting out a long breath until you sat perfectly on his cock. Slowly you moved both of you coming up with a rhythm that worked both ways. Once you found it you moved faster bouncing on his cock. You could hear the squish of your pussy. “Fuck Y/n…you feel so tight,” Mark praised through an earthy groan. His head fell back slightly arching at the feeling of your pussy wrapping around his length and swallowing him up.

He leaned his head forward grabbing a tight hold onto your hips. He rutted his hips upwards quickly causing the entire top half of your body to bounce. You let a series of moans spill from your lips. Eyes closing shut enjoying the feeling of Mark completely ruining you.

Your head fell back, lip in between your teeth, beads of sweat spilling down your chest. Mark watched this play out and fell even more in love with you. Your glistening body matched with the sun, you glowed in front of him. He sat forward taking his hand and placing it on your chin turning to face him. “Open your eyes, baby, wanna see how good you look when I fuck you,” he smirked watching your eyes open. Already in a daze, your eyes were half opened. You wrapped your arms around Mark’s neck bouncing on his cock.

Soon he flipped you both over taking you from behind. His hand ran down the arch of your wet back. Fingers spreading apart your pussy. He dragged his index finger through your folds collecting some of your wetness and then pushing it into your hole. You moaned at the feeling, even if it wasn’t the fullness you wanted it was something and it was Mark giving you that something.

He replaced his fingers with the head of his cock. Sliding it through your folds coating his dick. Taking the base in his veiny hands he pushed it inside you both of you letting out a pleased sigh. Moans spilled from your lips all over again as Mark pounded into you from behind. He spread your legs using his knee allowing more room for him to fully explore your velvet walls. Mark continued his assaults on your guts and pounded into you quickly and hard. Hand reaching around to rub your clit.

You caught your lip between your teeth. Seeing a few pigeons fly away once you moan out loud. Mark leaned forward mouth pressed against your neck. All his quiet groans and moans didn’t go unnoticed by you. Every single sound spilling into your ears, he sounded so perfect. Your groans and words of praise were the same sounded song to Mark as well.

“Mark you feel so fucking good,” you praised through groans and gritted teeth. You could feel your body become even more sticky, Mark’s as well. You clenched around him hearing the squish sound your pussy made because of how wet he made you. “Fuck Mark harder,” you pleaded feeling Mark's grip on your waist tightens. “Fuck Mark,” you moaned tears forming in your eyes.

“Fuck baby what do you need?” He asked feeling his orgasm approaching. Your grip on your lip losses moans spilling out from your abused lips. You slightly turned your head seeing his body on full display. Hand tight on your waist, his biceps flexing and abs covered in your juice and mixed with his sweat. You turned your head back moaning out loud again. You could feel the tightness in your stomach, you were seconds away from spilling on his cock.

“I’m gonna cum baby,” Mark said groaning into your ear. When he released inside you he let out the most pornographic sounds, even whimpering in your ear reminding you of how good you make him feel, how perfect you are for him.

He pulled out spinning you around and laying your flat mouth immediately on your clit. He engulfed the bud in his mouth not teasing you anymore and sucked hard and fast on your nub. Your eyes widened from how fast he flipped you over and tasted you so perfectly after fucking you so good. Your hands ran down your body taking his dark locks in your hand, pulling his face close to your pussy. Your clit grinding on his nose. He groaned to your pussy loving the way you taste, he also loved pleasing you.

“Fuck Mark I’m so close,” you moaned hand covering your lips. Even if you were on one of the tallest buildings you never know who could be listening. “Mark please,” you pleaded he spread your folds apart with his finger focusing so hard on your clit. You felt the knot in your stomach start to unfold. You came hard spilling all over his mouth and chin. Mark remained there sucking and licking every drop you released.

When he pulled back the entire bottom half of his face was covered in your cum. He licked around his lips, even taking his finger and wiping it under his chin, sucking your juice off his index and middle finger. Doing the slutiest thing a man could do. It made you want him all over again.

You leaned up and kissed him passionately holding him close to your body. Your hand felt up and down his chest, guiding itself to his hardening sensitive cock. He pulled away holding you in his arms. “Woah Woah you wanna go again?” He asked a shy smile on his lips. His eyes locked with yours. “Why do you want to stop?” You teased moving closer to him being extremely touchy. He shook his head placing a kiss on your neck. “Of course not, how could I say no to you?” He said through a whisper placing a couple more kisses on your neck.

“But,” he began making you groan. “Not here. It’s getting dark and I’d rather take you home first,” he said letting you go only to help you get dressed. You didn’t argue with him and watched as he quickly put on his suit. He held you close by your waist. You held onto his arm tightly. “It's getting late. Spend the night at my place ?” You asked with a warm smile. He thought about it with his mask half on only lips on display. His aunt would kill him if he was gone. But you were worth it. So he smiled placing a slow, sensual kiss on your lips. You both pulled back eyes still closed, a dazed smile on his face.

“I’ll tell my aunt I’m with Johnny,” he said before you pulled his mask down and jumped off the roof swinging back to your house.

Fin

I hope you enjoyed this, I thought of this randomly one night and it turned into a month-long project. I am thrilled to finally be putting this out, it’s just been sitting in my drafts collecting dust.

I truly hope you enjoyed and do forget to comment and share! I love hearing from you guys it honestly makes me happy seeing your guys reactions or thoughts about my writing.

See you soon ;)

[justmeinadaze]

Aftercare: Roleplay (Steddie X You)

A/N: I am not ok 🫠 God this was fun to write lol Enjoy <3

Warnings: Dom Steddie and Sub reader, Stalker style role-play so rough language and smut, degradation, slapping, some knife play (they rip off her clothes, the don't cut her), dirty talk, choking, spanking, restraint, and of course wonderful aftercare with fluff near the end.

If this isn't your kind of thing dont continue to read! It is consensual and the reader does allow them permission to do this but the role-play is played out like it isn't. NOTE I would NEVER write a version of these boys who wouldn't stop if Y/N said the safe word.

Word Count:3304

“I will never understand why you guys like that crap.”, Steve whines as you three walk out of the theater.

“Oh, come on, Stevie. Scary movies just make you feel more alive you know?” You jump around them enthusiastically making them swoon. 

Since you three had started your relationship, they noticed a big difference in you; mostly you were a lot happier. Your smile rarely left your face especially when they came home from work. 

“This coming from the guy who put stalking her in his roleplay notes.”, Eddie chuckled. 

“Seriously, I was surprised when I read how turned on it made you.”

“Why?”

“I mean, you? Being all scary stalker intimidating? Eddie, oh yeah. But you, baby? You don’t even like the genre.”

“I feel challenged…”, Steve playfully glares at you as you guys make it to his car. 

“Maybe it is.”, you reply coyly. 

“Are we really doing this?”, Eddie claps. “Yay!”

“But you can see him scaring and intimidating you?” The boy chuckles as he points towards his friend. 

“What’s wrong, Daddy? Don’t think you can do it?” His whole posture changes as he stands to his full height. “I’ll make you both a deal. You have free reign to play out your little horror movie stalker fantasy anyway you see fit. No matter what you do or when you do it, I’ll play along.”

You were toying with him, trying to rile him up. You knew they could both be intimidating because you felt it when you dropped into your headspace. Hell, even when they weren’t being rough with you, the gentle aftercare had a power dynamic that made you feel small in a good way. If anyone even tried to hurt you, they would make them pay. 

That being said, imagining them turning that intimidation on you in this way, had your pussy clenching. You were desperate to feel the full force of what they could wield so you continued to poke the bear. 

“Honestly, though, I see myself laughing more than anything.”

Steve blinked down at you as his gorgeous smile began to fade, his jaw tightening in a way you had never seen before. His eyes locked with yours as he slowly stepped forward, knocking into you with his chest. You tried to plant your feet to keep him from moving you but he was too strong. You stumbled slightly till your back hit his car; both his arms gradually coming up to place his palms on either side of you blocking you from going anywhere. You swallowed nervously as his face leaned down to meet your own, biting your lip to hide the moan as his nose grazed your cheek. 

“I guess we’ll have to see won’t we, honey?”, he murmured in a gruff tone. Suddenly, he kissed your forehead, releasing you from his blockade as he opened the door for you with that signature Harrington smile. “Get in, babe. Let’s go home.”

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Two weeks had passed and nothing had happened. You thought maybe they had forgotten about it or after planning it decided they no longer wanted to play that game. You were slightly disappointed but didn’t want to push them into anything that may make them uncomfortable so you three continued your relationship like normal. 

Today had been a particularly rough day at work and you couldn’t wait to get home to relax with the boys. When you entered the apartment however, everything was silent. After looking at the stove clock, you gnawed your bottom lip in worry. It was after 9pm and even if Steve worked a late shift, they were both home by now. 

As soon as you picked up the cordless to dial Family Video and the record store to check on them, the phone came to life in your hand. 

“Hello?”

“Hey! Oh, shit. I think I dialed the wrong number.”

“Steve? What are you doing? Where are you guys?”

“Fuck. I already fucked this up. Eddie and I were going to do the stalker thing tonight. Jesus! Ed, I’m so sorry, man.”

You giggle when you hear Eddie grumble something at his friend. “It’s ok, Daddy. You guys can always try again.” The handle of the front door began to jiggle. “Did you forget your key?”

“What do you mean, babe?”

“You’re trying to come in, right?”

“No? Eddie and I in the car outside.” You freeze just as your hand reaches for the knob as it jiggles again. “Baby? Is someone trying to get in?!”

Loud pounding startles you as you shriek in surprise. 

“D-D-Daddy? Sir?”

Steve snickers as the banging gets louder, your heart pounding with fear. You’ve completely dropped in and they know it to. 

“IS someone trying to get in, little girl? I promise if you open the door now my friend and I will go easier on you.”

“I-I’m not afraid of you.”

“Hm but you will be. Now be a good girl and open the door.”

“No.”

“Your call.”

The phone abruptly disconnects as you drop it and run to your bedroom. The front door flies open as soon as you find a hiding space under your bed. Covering your mouth to stifle the fear in your throat, your eyes widen as you see two sets of boots wonder into the living room. 

“Where the fuck is she?”, Eddie growls. “Come on, pretty girl! Don’t make this harder than it has to be!”

“No, Ed. This is fun. Little girl wants to play hide and seek.” 

You watch as they split up to search for you starting with their own rooms before stalking towards yours. You hold your palm over your mouth tighter as you listen to them talk. 

“You really think she’s stupid enough to hide in here?”

“Of course, she is.” The bed dips down as Steve takes a seat. “God, I can’t wait to find her though. I’m going to fuck her so hard she won’t be able to walk straight for a week.”

“I love your ambition, Harrington. As long as I can cum down her throat, I’m happy.”

“Do you think we should let her cum to?”

“Oh of course. Sluts like her fucking grip your dick hard when they cum. It feels so fucking good.”, Eddie sighs in pleasure at the thought. “We won’t be able to do any of that until we find her though. Which actually reminds me…”

The boy abruptly drops on his heels, tilting his head to the side as he finds your frightened frame. “Hey, little one. I guess you’re right, Steve. She IS that stupid.”

You yelp as you feel hands roughly grab your ankles and pull you out from under the bed. Fingers yank back on your hair and lift you to your knees. “I don’t know why you even bother hiding, baby. You know one way or another we are going to take what’s ours. You just make it harder with all this foreplay.”

Eddie leans down, wrapping his hand around your throat as he smirks. “What’s the matter, little girl? I thought you said you were going to be laughing.”

He tugs you to your feet and you immediately push against him with your hands, trying to pull yourself free from his grasp. Your hand collides with his cheek and he responds by slapping you harder before throwing you onto the mattress. 

“Oh! Baby girl likes to play rough! We can do rough, honey.”

Steve unbuckles his belt and while Eddie holds your arms above your head, the other boy ties it around your wrists. You freeze when you feel cold steel touch you face. 

“Don’t. Move.”, the metalhead growls. 

He grabs your shirt aggressively in his fist as he cuts it and your pants off your body with the knife before passing it to Steve. Gripping your throat again, he slides his fingers between your folds into your dripping core. 

“I should have known you’d fucking enjoy this. No panties and you’re soaked…such a fucking whore.” Eddie releases your throat to lightly smack your face again. “Keep your legs open!”

Your eyes roll back as his fingers thrust into you at a fast pace as the sound of your slick fills the room. He abruptly pulls his digits out of your pussy, hitting you between your legs before rolling you on to your stomach. 

He pumps into you again, pushing three fingers in making you groan at the stretch. Steve kneels by your face and roughly yanks your hair. “Look at yourself.”, he commands as he points to your full-length mirror in the corner of your room. “Look at how much you’re enjoying this.”

Your eyes squeeze shut as you feel the coil about to snap but his hand aggressively pinches your cheeks as he shouts next to your face. “Open your fucking eyes and look! Watch yourself cum on his fucking fingers, you dirty slut! Allowing two strangers to take you so easily. You enjoy this don’t you? Tell me!”

“I-I like this…fuck… I’m…”

“That’s right, pretty girl. There you go.”, Eddie coos as he slaps your ass. Steve continues to grip your cheeks, holding your head towards the mirror as came.

Your head fell against the sheets, trying to catch your breath as Eddie climbed off the bed to remove his clothes. His friend rose to his feet, lifting your hips so your ass was in the air. The metalhead jumped back onto the mattress, spanking you again as he leaned down to spit into your cunt.

As he started to push himself inside you, you began to crawl away feeling overwhelmed by the intense pleasurable feeling of just his tip alone. 

“Where the fuck are you going?” Eddie’s hands roughly gripped your hips as he held you in place. “Stevie, you want to help me here?”

Steve grabbed your hair, sliding his jeans and boxers down his legs. 

“Open.”, he commands, tugging on your hair when you don’t comply. “Open your fucking mouth!” 

Eddie uses the distraction to sheath himself inside of you and as you gasp at the intrusion Steve shoves his cock in your mouth. 

“Why do you fight it, honey? You know you’re loving this, right, Ed?” The man smacks your behind and you moan around the other boy’s length. “Fuck that feels so fucking good.”

“Jesus, Y/N.”, Eddie grunts. His chest falls against your back as his hand grips your throat. “You like being used by us, don’t you? You tell us no but your pussy doesn’t fucking lie. You’re making a mess all over my cock right now.”

Steve holds your head against him as you gag; Eddie grinding his hips harder against yours. The man steps back as the metalhead tugs you to your knees against him, gripping your throat tighter. 

“Tell me, baby. Tell me you love way my cock feels.”

“I-I-I… fuck…I love the way…your cock feels.”

“Cum for me. Show me how much you love my dick tearing you open.” Your eyes shut as you throw your head back against his shoulder, tremble against him as you cum. “Good-Good girl. Now—mmm—get that pretty mouth ready because I’m going to…to cum down your throat and your… going to fucking swallow it like a good slut.”

He pushes your lower half back down against the bed, pumping into you roughly. Abruptly, he pulls out of you, flipping you on to your back, and straddles your face with his knees placed on either side. After shoving his cock into your mouth, he thrusts his hips till you feel his seed hit your tongue. “Swallow!” You flash him your tongue showing him you had done what he asked. 

As soon as he climbed off you, Steve tugged on your ankles bringing you closer to him. Your body twitches as he glides the head of his cock through your dripping folds, chuckling when you moan as he circles it around your clit. 

“Do you want my dick, baby?”

“Y-yes, please.”

He leans over your fucked out frame and smacks your face before gripping it between his fingers. “I can’t fucking hear you, little girl. Louder.”

“Yes, Steve, please!”

A cocky smile spread along his lips as he breaches your entrance. True to his word, he thrust into you at an almost animalist pace, hitting every sensitive spot inside you and then some having you see stars. 

His chest fell to yours as sloppily kissed your lips, continuing to roll his hips into yours. 

“This pussy belongs to us. No one else can fucking have you.”

You whimpered when you felt the belt on your wrists tighten and the cold steel of the knife brush against your cheek. 

“Because if anyone else even tries to take you away from us, we’ll make them regret it.”, Eddie grins as he hovers over your face before kissing your lips as well. 

Steve pushes up on his hands as he pounds into you harder, feeling your pussy clench around him. Your back arches and the metalhead quickly covers your mouth with his palm as you cum harder than you ever had before.

A sarcastic smirk flickered across his face as his forehead fell against yours. “Beg me to cum inside you, honey.”

“Pl-please, cum inside of me.”

His fingers come to wrap around your throat again as his eyes penetrate yours angrily. “Make me believe it, little girl.”

“Please, Steve. I-I-I want you to fill me up. I need it, PLEASE!”

Steve’s eyes closed as he released you, his head falling to the side as his thrusts became sloppier and you felt him warm your insides. 

Your eyes shut as you nestled your nose against into his hair. Hands gently held your arms as they removed the belt from around your wrist. Lips tenderly kissed their way up your limbs to your shoulder before Eddie’s much softer voice filled your ear. 

“You did so well, sweetheart. Our beautiful girl. There’s no rush here. Take your time and whenever you’re ready we’re going to take a bath, ok?”

“Can I…have some water?”, you ask in hoarse voice. 

“Yeah, baby. Of course. I’ll be right back.”

You wince as you feel Steve pull out of you, rolling to your side as he props himself on his elbow and delicately brushes some stray hairs out of your damp, sweaty face.

“Did I convince you that I could be ‘scary stalker intimidating’?”

You giggle as your eyes open to meet his. “Yeah, you did. You BOTH surprised me actually.”

“Alright, sweetheart. Sit up and drink this.”

They held on to you as you shakily raised yourself to a seated position. “Can, um, would you mind…”

Eddie smiles as he brings the bottle to your lips and slowly tips it back. As soon as you finish, he passes the rest to his friend who chugs it back before placing it on your bedside table.

“I’m ready for that bath now.”

“Good cause you smell.”, he teases as you laugh at him. 

Steve grins as he runs ahead of you both to get it ready. Eddie lifts you into his arms and you keen into his neck as you both wait. The man lowers you in carefully before they join you and you happily sigh as they clean your aching body. 

You notice someone is lingering at your wrists a while and turn to find the metalhead massaging the imprints the belt had left in your skin. 

“Did you like it, Y/N? We were a little nervous when planning this because we didn’t want to trigger something for you by hitting you too hard or anything.”

“We figured though you would use the safe word if you were uncomfortable.”, Steve follows as he leans back against the porcelain. 

“Yeah, no, I liked it a lot. I think what helped push me there was thinking Harrington actually fucked up.” You laugh as they chuckle along with you. “Um, I, thank you for…hearing me about…not being too violent. If you had tried to cut me, I probably would have used the safe word.”

“Honey, you don’t have to thank us for something like that.”

“And we would never hurt you like that. We aren’t really into that kind of thing either. We thought about using a fake knife but we thought it added to the scene if we could tear off your clothes which, by the way, I will buy you a new outfit tomorrow.”

“Oh, Eddie, baby. You don’t have to do that.”

“I know I don’t HAVE to. I want to.” You beam up at him as you kiss his cheek. 

“Did you two like it? Stevie?”

“I did. I…like watching you…submit to me. To us.” 

A shaky moan leaves your chest at his words. “Yeah? What else did you like?”

“I loved feeling your pussy drip all over me.”, Eddie whispers in your ear.

Your finger glide between your legs as you rub them against your clit.

“I still love the way those big, beautiful eyes look up at me when I fuck you.” Steve leans forward till his nose grazes yours. 

“Oh and that little voice you like so much, man. Hearing you tell me you love the way my cock splits you open…”

“That’s right, Ed. The precious, tiny, submissive voice reminding us that she knows what’s ours.”

Steve replaces your fingers with his thumb as he plays with your nub while Eddie sucks on your neck. 

“Who does your pussy belong to, baby?”

“Fuck…you two. M-my pussy and body are yours.” Your breath hit his lips as you pant out moans. “I love you both so much.”

He leans forward, connecting his mouth with your own as you came. One of your arms reached up to wrap around the other boy’s neck as you pulled his lips to your own. 

Steve rose to his feet bringing you with him as Eddie followed. He ran the towel obnoxiously through your hair making you laugh as he smiled down at your gorgeous face. “I love you to, honey. Did you want to watch a movie tonight? Maybe something light.”

“That’s no fun.”, Eddie grinned as he pushed his old high school Hellfire shirt over your head and you held onto his shoulders as you stepped into your panties. “We also bought some quick made meals for tonight so you don’t have to wait too long for dinner.”

“Good because I’m starving.” 

The boy kisses your forehead starting to head for the kitchen before he pauses and turns back to kiss your lips. “I love you to.”, he chuckles as he runs off to complete his task. 

Steve picks you up and places you on the couch. 

“How about Back to the Future?”, you ask and he smiles at your suggestion. 

Eddie jumps over the back of the couch and hands you a bowl of microwavable food they know you like. Thanking him, you sling your legs over his lap as Steve comes to sit beside you so you can lean against him. Halfway through the movie, the metalhead lays down and hugs your legs to his chest as you play with his hair. Laughing when you hear soft snores, you turn to Steve so you both could tease him only to find he had fallen asleep to. His arm was draped over your chest as his head hung back over the sofa. 

You felt like you wanted to cry as ran your hands delicately over them both. You had spent most of your dating life in and out of awful relationships. How had you been so blinded to the two men right in front of you? 

Smiling to yourself, you closed your eyes and fell asleep in their embrace wishing you could pause this moment so the three of you could stay like this forever.

[pulisicsgirl]

sleepy - christian pulisic

summary: Christian is the softest, sweetest boyfriend after he comes home from a long day of training and wants nothing more than to be in Y/N's arms; super short and hastily proofread I'm so sorry

pairing: Christian Pulisic x reader

word count: 0.7k

notes: just a short little blurb while I had a bit of time tonight. I have a few fics in progress that I want to write, but I'm having trouble really pulling my ideas together. Please let me know if you have any requests!

You scrolled mindlessly on your phone while you leaned against the headboard, waiting for Christian to come out of the bathroom and join you. Before he left for training, the two of you had agreed over breakfast to watch a movie together tonight that you had been dying to see.

However, when he walked in the front door that evening, you immediately doubted the plan, seeing how exhausted he was from training. He dropped his bag on the ground by his feet as soon as he saw you walking up to him. A sigh of relief passed through his lips as he slid his arms tightly around your waist and nuzzled his nose into your neck. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, reaching up to scratch his scalp lightly the way you knew he liked, and the soft groan he let out told you he appreciated the gesture.

After that the two of you had eaten the dinner you had prepared, and you sent him upstairs to shower while you cleaned up, despite his protests that he wanted to help. After the dishes were washed and put away, you followed him up, changing into something more comfortable and crawling into the bed, and now you found yourself just killing time and waiting for him to finish up in the bathroom.

Not long after, the sound of the door opening caused you to look up, finding Christian rubbing his eyes groggily and closing the door behind him. His feet dragged along the carpet as he practically stumbled across the room towards the bed. Your heart clenched at the sight.

“Christian, you look exhausted,” you sighed, grabbing the TV remote from the side table to turn it off “We can just watch the movie another night—”

“No, no, no,” he insisted, shaking his head. “You’ve been wanting us to watch this movie all week. I’ll be-“

“Chris,” you cut him off with a stern look. “You’ve had a long week with training and everything. We’ll just watch it some other time.”

He stood next to the bed, his brow furrowed as he started to protest again. “But—”

“No, we can watch it another time,” you repeated, pushing the button to power off the TV and tossing the remote to the side table once more.

Christian was too tired to argue, and before he could, he let out a yawn despite his best attempts to stifle it. You quirked an eyebrow at him, and he merely gave you a sheepish, ashamed look.

You felt your heart flutter at his expression, and you reached your arms out to him. “Come here,” you motioned for him to lay down on you. He gently crawled over to your side of the bed, positioning his body carefully between your legs and slipping his arms to wrap around your waist. He laid his head on your chest, and you instinctively threaded your fingers through his soft curls, scratching your fingers lightly over his scalp. You could feel the pleased smile that immediately took over his face as a slight shiver worked its way down his spine.

The two of you remained that way for a while, with your fingers continuing to thread through his hair and trailing to run your nails gently over his back and bare shoulders as well. The longer you lay there, Christian became more and more still. Before long, you were fully convinced that he had fallen asleep in your arms—that is, until he twisted his head around so he could bury his face in your neck, placing light kisses there and along your shoulder, causing goosebumps to arise on your skin.

“Have I told you lately that you’re an angel?” he whispered groggily, and a smile spread across your face as you shushed him. “No, I really mean it.” The cracks in his voice told you he was fighting to hold onto consciousness before sleep took him.

“Go to sleep, Christian,” you told him softly.

He let out a content sigh, and the room fell silent once again. If there had been any other noise in the room at that moment, you would have missed the way he breathed out an almost silent “I love you” before his breathing grew steady as sleep finally took him.

“I love you, too, baby.”

[crow-aeris]

This one goes out to you, @freelancerofthetriforcekeyblade!

So when it comes to magic and such, i think it depends on the spells and what it requires of the user. like, if the magic runs off of like, life energy or whatever, then it would probably take a toll on the user and their wings would look tattered and unkempt, the feathers fraying, thinning, becoming brittle and fragile.

with the flashes, theyre all wither hummingbirds, or sunbirds. like, not all hummers/sunbirds are flashes, but all flashes are hummers/sunbirds 😔

in all seriousness tho, theyd have to bind/hide their wings since they create drag, and having their wings just out there behind them would 1, slow them down SIGNIFICANTLY, and 2, have the potential to just... rip off of them if the flashes are going too fast. it doesnt matter how good their healing is, i doubt they can regrow limbs.

for metas like duke and hal jordan who have powers that dont directly outright change their biology or make them inhuman (if that makes sense) i think their wings are just, normal wings, maybe a bit sturdier? but hal jordan's just some guy with a powered ring (im p sure) so its whatever

being blessed/cursed would be kinda complicated since it determines what the terms of the blessing/curse are. but i think for jason blood, whenever he calls etrigan, his wings kinda just, turn into leathery stereotypical demon wings (but the transformation itches like crazy, probably.... the only thing ive seen of the two are from that one movie where zatana and john constatine team up with batman and that one acrobat ghost dude)

for billy, i think his wings would reflect the age he's at. for his 12 y/o form, i think he's have the coloration typical of his species's immature/fledgling coloration. but after he shazams himself into cpt marvel, i think he'll display the bright coloration/saturated colors that you'd find in his species (the only thing ive seen of him is the shazam movie 😔)

for martian manhunter... has he ever done hair?? cos wings are complicated, what with each individual feathers needing to be specifically recreated would be similar to hair, and then theres the matter of making the muscles work and everything move in a natural way. even if he manages to recreate wings, they’d look uncanny and wrong, and it freaks people out, and some ids may cry if they see him. It’s like a sickly victorian child looking at ai art with too many elbows/joints and too many fingers: it’d be disconcerting for them, and civillians would be distressed

and as a treat: different species would probably have like, wide-ranging diets. Like carnivorous raptors- alfred, tim, bruce, etc, would have a taste for meat whereas jason, duke, steph, and dick would be more keen toward grains, seeds, trail mixes, stuff like that. Dick in particular would be a FIEND for sweet fruit (the flashes would also all prolly be obsessed with calorie-dense and sugary fruits)

there would probably be plenty of shops/stores that sell insects for primarily insect-eating species, which means eating insects would probably be a more accepted thing in this world than it is in our world currently

As always, if ya’ll have any questions or want to know more abt this au, just shoot me an ask and I’ll (hopefully) reply!

[jadedxhearts]

𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞

You and Law go on a short trip to a lake house, only your evening is ruined when it begins storming outside. Bored and with nothing else to do, Law proposes an idea of how to pass the time. (I HATE HOW THIS ONE TURNED OUT)

originally posted on August 9, 2023

Please note that this is an old work and isn't representative of my current writing skills!

Things had taken a turn so quickly that you’d barely even processed the way your day had gone. You’d gone from being excited that Law was taking the two of you on a mini vacation, being bored and tired in the car ride, relaxing on the deck overlooking the lake with Law, to being upset and soaked with rain.

The weather forecast had no mention of rain over the long weekend- maybe a slight chance overnight, but nothing like this. You’d been looking forward to this little trip for nearly a month now, and upon arriving your excitement only heightened. The deck had a perfect view of the lake, there was a small boat you and Law could drive out, swings meant for two lovers to sit on together, and plenty of other outdoor activities to look forward to.

However that was all ruined in a flash- quite literally. You and Law weren’t really ones for sunbathing, but the weather was so nice and the lake looked so gorgeous that the two of you couldn’t help but just chill outside together. Then the sky got dark, and a flash of lightning struck, when all of a sudden rain poured onto the both of you.

After rushing inside and drying off, you quickly became aware that there was nothing to do but watch TV. Law decided on a horror movie, because why wouldn’t he? You hadn’t even made it an hour into the movie when the power cut. The TV clicked off, and the lights flickered out as you let out a groan of frustration. Now sitting in the dark, with only the diminishing light from outside to illuminate things, you realized you and Law had nothing left to do.

Law reacted more calmly, sighing before getting up to gather candles and light them. After the initial shock of being faced with having nothing to do while being stuck in a lake house hours away from home, you got up and helped your husband.

Working together, the two of you had gotten the small home pretty well illuminated. It wasn’t anything compared to the broken powered lights, but it would make do for now.

Law had found a random book to read, and you opted to just sit across from him on the couch, scrolling through your phone. But the signal was weak, and it was looking like you’d lose the only other thing you had left to keep yourself busy.

“You shouldn’t waste your phone’s battery,” Law’s deep voice made you jump a little, as you’d grown accustomed to the silence between the two of you. “Can’t charge it if it dies.”

You groaned again, clicking your phone off and tossing it onto the pillow beside you. “I dunno what else to do though,” you whined. “I’m already bored as it is.”

Law didn’t respond at first, seemingly thinking. But you were a little surprised when he closed the book, setting it onto the side table behind him. “I’ve got an idea or two,” he mumbled.

“Huh? What else could there possibly be to do in a house that has no power and next to nothing to entertain us with?”

“We don’t need power to keep ourselves entertained, y/n,” Law stated, looking at you with an odd smirk.

“Hell does that mean?”

Law reached forward to grab your waist, sliding you toward himself until you were situated in his lap. His hands remained on your waist, rubbing small circles into the skin underneath your tiny pajama shorts.

“I’m gonna see all the ways I can make you cum without using my cock,” he suggested, though it came out more like a statement. Like there was no say in whether or not it was happening.

“Wh-what?” You stared at your lover with wide eyes, cheeks turning red at his antics.

Law placed a kiss onto your lips, before pulling away and moving to get up, “I’ll be right back. Can you get some towels and undress for me, love?”

Sheepishly, you nodded, your entire body burning with a sudden onbringing of lust. He’d hardly done anything and Law already had you bending at his will.

With a smirk and a “good,” Law stood up before walking into the bedroom, disappearing behind the door. You got up onto shaky legs, walking over to the back door where your dried towels were laid out from earlier.

Taking them, you laid one out on the couch and left the other on the coffee table, unsure of what exactly Law wanted to do with them. You pulled off your tank top, shivers running down your spine as your breasts were now exposed to the cool air of the room. Even through the goosebumps, you could feel your body flushing with heat, turned on and longing for Law’s touch. You slid the shorts off, though they wouldn’t have been much of an obstacle anyway. But Law had told you to undress, so you assumed he meant everything.

The last thing to leave you entirely unclothed were your panties, but you’d only hooked your fingers around the sides of them when Law returned, something in hand.

He set whatever it was down on the towel you’d put on the coffee table before pulling your hands away from your hips, hooking one of his own tattooed fingers around the lace. Law pulled back on it, suddenly letting go and causing the panties to snap back against your skin.

He chuckled, pulling his own tank top off before sitting on the towel you’d laid out, keeping his legs spread wide. “C’mere,” he beckoned you with one finger, and you obliged, sitting in his lap.

Even now, you could feel how hard Law was from within his jeans. The palms of his hands slipped between your thighs, each one pushing against the skin to open your legs. One hand left its spot, instead hovering just above your still-clothed pussy, a single finger tracing over the lace of your panties.

“What should we start with…?” Law wondered, and you only then glanced forward, seeing what Law had brought into the room.

Laid out on the towel atop the coffee table, were two objects; a pink silicone dildo and a wand vibrator. Two things you had no idea Law had brought with him from home.

“My fingers, or the toys? Or even my tongue?” Law asked, his left hand still playing with your panties, teasing you.

“Y-your fingers,” you decided, wiggling in Law’s lap to turn your head to face him. You laid your head on his shoulder, mouth open as your breathed heavily against his neck.

Law hummed in response, not wasting any time in sliding his hand underneath your panties, fingers diving in to rub your pink slippery folds. He had no issue getting his fingers wet, as you were already soaking from the anticipation. “So wet already, hm?” Law taunted, sliding his palm against your clit.

Gasping, your legs shook from the contact on your sensitive button of nerves. Your husband chuckled again, dipping two fingers into your throbbing cunt, begging for anything to be inside you.

Law started out slow, scissoring the tattooed fingers within you, running his fingertips along the velvety ridges of your walls. You hadn’t allowed a moan to slip out yet, though your breathing had gotten much louder and heavier.

Without any warning, Law began to thrust his fingers into you, and the first whine spilled from your lips, another one quickly following. It was pathetic, he’d had you so worked up that you were already about to cum.

It didn’t take much longer for exactly that to happen, as your walls started to spasm around his fingers, juices flowing out of you as you came onto his hand. Law pulled his fingers out from your hole, then from your panties, before holding them out in front of you both. “Look at how much you soaked my hand,” Law hummed, “just from my fingers alone. Wonder how much you’ll cum with a vibrator?”

A broken whine left you as Law reached forward for the wand, using his other hand to tug your panties away from your pussy. Once your cunt was exposed to the cold air, you shivered as Law tossed the soaked panties away. You heard a click and then a low humming sound as the vibrator turned on.

Law kept it on the lowest setting at first, pressing it against your pussy lips and letting you get used to the sensation. It didn’t take long, though the pleasure was coming in too quickly as you were already sensitive from your first orgasm. Law upped the speed, and you could feel your cunt pulsing as the toy buzzed against you. “Look at how much you’re dripping,” Law groaned into your ear, kissing your cheek as he spoke. “Feels good, huh baby?”

“F-fuck, Law!” You moaned, squirming as he held you down, pressing the wand further against you. The toy pushed your puffy lips apart, allowing it to make direct contact with your clit. As soon as it did, something short of a scream left your mouth, and your nails dug into Law’s clothed thighs as you held onto them.

“Ah, ahhh, Law, please, it’s-“ a muffled cry left your lips as your hips jerked upward, feeling your second orgasm beginning to wash over you.

Law turned the vibrator onto its highest setting, which really sent you over the edge. Crying and shaking in his lap, your pussy began gushing and spilling that sweet nectar as you came for the second time. Broken sobs left you, body feeling weakened and sensitive from all the things Law was doing to you. And he wasn’t even done yet.

Law had decided to not turn the wand off immediately, letting it continue to grind against your cunt, overstimulating you and forcing more loud moans from your lips. “L-Laww, baby, please, I can’t take it!”

“Yes you can,” Law urged you on, “come on, y/n. Let me see you cum again.”

His words made your cunt throb and ache, and with no time at all you began squirting. Juices continued flowing and gushing out of your cunt, spilling onto the towel beneath you. You cried so loudly you were certain the neighbors could hear you, even over the thunderstorm raging outside.

Finally, Law decided to give you a break, and he pulled the wand away from your pussy, shutting it off right after. He set it down on the coffee table, trading it for the dildo instead. The toy wasn’t as large as Law’s cock, but with your overly sensitive cunt, you feared how well you’d be able to take it, if at all.

“Law,” you whimpered, through sobs, “I don’t think I can do it, ‘m too sensitive…”

“You’ll take it all, even if it makes you scream. I wanna watch you writhe and cry, y/n. And be glad it’s not my cock, ‘cause that’d be worse, wouldn’t it?”

Your chest heaved as you inhaled deeply, imagining how having his cock in you would be borderline painful right now. And even knowing that, you still longed for him to be inside you. But, Law wasn’t allowing you to have that right now, so you’d just have to accept the toy for now.

He ran the pink piece of plastic along your wet folds, gathering your slick onto it before lining it up with your hole. You could feel the tip pressing into you, just barely opening up your overstimulated cunt. You tried whining, but you couldn’t get the noises out, too fucked out from Law’s torture. Drool slipped past your lips and dripped onto Law’s bare shoulder as he shoved the dildo inside you, forcing you to take it all in one push.

Even though you weren’t able to speak a moment ago, a loud moan escaped you, ringing out and echoing in the house. Law slammed the toy in and out of you, creating the lewdest, wettest noises that even competed with the rain pounding against the roof above you.

As Law continued the assault on your cunt, you could feel his body tensing up more, his breathing becoming more uneven and louder in volume as he watched with lust.

It wasn’t long before you came once again, white creamy rings forming around the pink dildo as Law thrusted it in and out of you. Broken sobs left you, and your body squirmed and trembled as Law held you down, his hips beginning to rut up into you. He must’ve been taking a lot of pleasure in doing this to you, to the point that he was actively getting off on it without evening touching himself.

You twisted your head more to get your face aligned with Law’s, using one weak hand to pull his face to you, connecting your lips as soon as you had access to them. You moaned into his mouth, drool slipping past your lips and wetting his mouth and goatee in the process. Law’s grasp on your hip was harsh and tight, and from the way his palm squeezed you, you could feel that he was going to cum.

With one last thrust of the toy into you, Law’s hips jerked against your bare ass, and he whimpered as seed spilled within his jeans.

Finally, after so long of an endless game, Law’s movements stopped, and he allowed the dildo to drop from his hand, leaving you empty and leaking with the essence of your pleasure.

You breathed out his name, gazing into his eyes through your half-lidded ones. You were tired, body fully satisfied with what Law had done to you.

Only, the storm continued on, and it seemed Law wasn’t fully done with you. There were still many hours to pass tonight, so why stop here? You watched as a smirk form on Law’s lips, wet with your combined spit. “Y/n…”

“Yes?”

“How about I eat up all that sweet cum, hm?”

[kuuchuuburanko]

I also have twst ocs already lol

Nyamdavaa Ochir (shan yu | mulan) - he/him - 18 y/o. savanaclaw. 3rd year. He’s basically completely divorced from the shan yu in the movie lmao. actually mongolian, based on mongolia & mongol culture. not particularly proficient in magic in general, however his unique magic is specialized distinctly to his needs. When activated, 10~ radius around him all magic is dissipated up to 5 minutes. The reason being Davaa is extremely physically fit and an incredible and brutal fighter. He negates the magic long enough to beat you to a pulp with his bare hands. Very intimidating outwardly, standing nearly 6ft, broad and stoic. However he's much closer to a class clown. Great sense of humor, from dry and deadpan to surreal. Impeccable comic timing. He excels in sports, martial arts, equestrian stuff, archery/sharp shooting, hunting and falconing. But he's in the art club and enjoys pottery for its meditative and therapeutic aspects. He's not great at it but he enjoys himself nonetheless. Generally laid back, aloof, and even keeled. Is fiercely competitive in a sort of silent intensity way. Is superstitious. His personality can most generally be summarized as Mai from Nichijou

I have a clear vision of what he looks like in my head too. I’ll draw him eventually. I need to have more fun with fandoms in my life.

Asiri (yzma | emperor’s new groove) he/she/they - 18 y/o - pomefiore. 3rd year. Known for mood swings and mania. Very much a mad scientist type. While many students at NRC are lowkey shady, Asiri is something else and she can't sufficiently hide it. He was in the running for dorm leader of Pomefiore, being well known for their potion and poison expertise, but was strongly recommended to not pursue the position any further due to being 'emotionally unfit' for the role. As impulsive and cluttered as they were. And thus Asiri holds a bitter resentment towards the current dorm head. One that is almost certainly glanced over and ignored. She's known for being ambitious, pushing the boundaries of magic as far as physically possible, and theatrics. An absolute mad man. A violent, extravagant, unintentionally comical, and admittedly brilliant mad man.

Their unique magic is incomplete by their own omission. A magic that’s more of a long running project that has all the components but yet to be completed in full. Basically, they’ve drawn up something of a schematic, a map of runes that they’ve been slowly etching, carving, and scarring into their body. Basically the runes can complete different sigils based on movement and placement. For example: on their hand, on the sides of their fingers are different strings of runes. When each finger connects with the thumb (okay hand 👌) it creates a different effect/spell.

Needless to say this project is extreme and takes a huge toll on their body but seeing as Asiri is Asiri they’re quite happy with it and the power it can grant them. They use magical means to cover up the progress when in situations where the skin would be showing as they'd surely be called out by other Pomefiore students for it.

no fucking clue what they’re gonna look like but definitely thin and looks like they can move like they’re possessed by a demon.

Qori

( kronk | emperor's new groove ) he/him - 17 y/o - scarabia. 2nd year. himbo in training. how is he even in this villainous school? who knows. Childhood friends with Asiri. Loves animals, protein powder, and baking. Asiri and Qori grew up together. Asiri is presumed to have an exceedingly rough upbringing while Qori's was fairly average. However Qori was close enough to Asiri that he knew something was wrong, and based on Asiri's behavior it must have been turmoil. But the two of them got along well enough, or more so it was because Asiri allowed Qori to tag along and basically used him as a pack mule and Qori was just happy to be there. Qori is basically at NRC on a sports scholarship. He is single handedly bringing down Scarabia's test scores. But he's also proven to be a born leader and is great at instilling vigor and drive into his peers. A sort of cult of personality that would be catastrophic if he were any less kind and warm hearted as he is. Basically, he's too nice to actually be of any threat. Coach Vargas' favorite student tbh. Is actually a bit of a teacher's pet to all the professors. Could sell you a broken microwave he's so good at talking to people. One would think he doesn't belong in scarabia due to his obvious struggles academically, but he can multi-task like no one's business and is a great planner. When Asiri and Qori were kids Asiri told him a ton of complete incorrect facts that Qori assumed to be true all the way up until first year when he realized that she was making it all up and just never told him otherwise.

big boy for sure.

[aajjks]

BangChan teleports future Y/N with him to Alina while Changbin wants to teleport to the queen and king and tell them everything but he doesn’t. He was very worried as the other boys are.

BangChan looks at Y/N and says “Stay here for a moment, I will introduce you to her in a second. I don’t want to cause her to have a heart attack so wait here.”

The moment he sees Alina laying down doing yoga he bows to her and says in the smallest voice he could muster: “You-your most high grace… uh we have a problem.”

Alina opens her eyes and looks at him and asks with one eyebrow raised “What do you mean? What type of problem that can’t be solved by yourselves?”

Y/n hears an authoritarian voice and got scared and that’s when she thinks *Channie you better introduce me I feel like I need to crawl towards that voice* She got on her knees waiting for Chan to call for her but he doesn’t, not yet.

Chan sweats and licks his trembling lips and says “There is another Y/N he-“ He gets cut off by set of giggles and he looks up in wonder because this isn’t a laughing matter but dang her giggle is the most amazing and cute thing he ever heard.

Alina says while giggling at him; “You sweet wizard you, there is no such thing.. is there?” She wonders as she feels another person in the vila.

Y/n crawls towards them and says in a tiny voice “I-it’s true, wow you are beautiful hi. Uhm I’m future Y/N, you are my best friend’s wife in the future.”

Alina’s eyes widened as she questions future Y/n “Wife? Husband? Future? Wait what? Why didn’t I feel you come? Why didn’t I see you before and why do you feel so familiar!?” Y/n is the only one who notice the slight waver to her voice

Y/N looks at Chan as Chan is also panicking and Chan said “This is what I am taking about.. that’s why we need your help.”

Alina hears Chan but keeps looking at Y/N then she see something glittering around her neck. She asks Y/N to stand so she can get closer to her.

Y/n obeys her voice as she looks down as Alina looks at her necklace and gasps in shock. She says something that makes Y/N shocked because she also sees Alina with tears in her eyes “T-that’s my twin sister’s necklace… I was looking for that for a long time what are you doing with it?”

Y/n does not know what’s going on and says “I have no idea but you had a twin?!” As to prove a point their necklaces pull together. “Wait wait but I am no witch, I don’t have witchy powers! Do I? Someone gave me this necklace also with a bottle of water, they told me that I have unfinished business. I don’t know what they meant. Hey I will get this off.”

Y/n tries to take this necklace off but it isn’t working her eyes widened as she looks at Alina and says “I can’t take it off, I want to give it back to you. This isn’t mine.”

A flashback appears in her as she stands in shock of the flashback as current Alina grabs her because she knows she is having flashback.

The flashback in future Y/N’s

Younger Alina burst through the room and says “Hey hey can we dress up as Tia and Tamara in the Twitch’s movie?” Alina says desperately

Younger Y/n looks at her confused and says “Why? We look nothing alike…”

Younger Alina is bouncing with giddiness and says “I know I know but I wanna be them please I already feel like you are my sister so please please.”

Younger Y/n sighs reluctantly and says “Alright, I’ll go get the moon one, you are more bubbly than I am.”

Younger Alina still bouncing “YAYAYAYAY!” She puts on the necklace all excited when she turns around wait for Y/n to put it on.

Younger Y/n clasp the necklace in as the younger Alina grabs her and says “Let’s do the chant when they find out that they are twin witches!”

Younger Y/n and Alina grab each others hand and do the little dance as they say in unison “Go twitches, Go twitches!”

Younger Alina pulls Y/n for a hug and says “You will forever be my sis!”

Younger Eunwoo looks at them and smiles at their interaction and says “Lina, you seem to love Y/n more than I… is that true.” He says all sulky

Younger Alina says “Hey no fair! You know I am obsessed with Twitches!” She says with a pout.

The flashback ends with future Y/n

Current Alina is in shock because that is exactly what she felt with her twin sister and that was their catchphrase. Y/n looks at Alina’s necklace and it was the moon necklace while Y/n had the real sun necklace.

Meanwhile with present Bunny Koo

Bunny Koo is crying his heart out while his girlfriend was trying to comfort him. Alina and Eunwoo have a spear key as the hear his wailing already. They run toward and give him hugs.

Eunwoo looks at his girlfriend and he got a vibe that she is good. While Alina didn’t like her for Jungkook, she wanted Y/n to have his babies. Alina looks at Jungkook and says “It is ok, we are all proud of you, hopefully when we find Y/n we will scold her for scaring you. Also, it is alright we are not perfect.”

Meanwhile with Tc! Jungkook and Y/n

Y/n just let’s him hold her as she sobs and she says “She is real, she is real.. I feel it she has to be real..”

Jungkook is worried and says “What did she look like..”

Y/n looks at him and says “An older version of me.. she looked almost motherly to me. My mom is dead I know but I do not look like my mom that much. This me I speak of looks exactly like me. It isn’t a hallucination, I know what I saw.”

>3

(This is very long… Jesus help me be more shorter)

Jungkook doesn’t know how to comfort you, he is confused he doesn’t know whether to believe you or not. But right now he knows that you are having a mental breakdown so you need to be calmed down.

“sweetheart it’s OK I believe you but you need to calm down OK and right now that woman is nowhere to be seen so you need to relax.” he pats your head.

You look at him with your teary eyes, and it breaks his heart.

“ it’ll all be all right just calm down..” he kisses the crown of your head

____

“ this is really confusing. I’ve never seen anything like this in my life.” The fairy queen gasps. “ but this woman seems to be telling the truth.” All of the guys agree with the woman. And they ask the queen for a solution..

“ all of the information that you’ve just told us is very dangerous because you know what happens since you are from the future so you need to be hidden away. Because all of these people who think that you are a witch would probably try to burn you, female, witches are not accepted here…” the older you gasps.

“she’s right actually we need to keep you here so you are gonna stay with us until we find out how to send you back to your era.”

____

“ I actually do not like his girlfriend.” Alina whispers to her husband.

“ Baby you don’t need to say that to him I know you don’t like her.” She agrees because it is not the best timing, but it is the karma that he’s facing for breaking her best friends heart

“ OK NOW YOU NEED TO STOP CRYING SO WE CAN GO AND FIND HER. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAW HER?”

[isbus]

The Sinful Affection

Chapter 5: The DJ is Crying for Help

LAST TIME ON-

Just kidding! This is not a drama TV series- in fact- this isn’t a TV show to begin with! So no recaps necessary, right? Since you are aware of your current situation, it’s time to walk with them. You were confused as to why the narrator is talking about random things instead of what was happening, but the narrator decides to stop.

You looked around as you walked, watching the people that headed in the same direction as your group. When seeing characters with object heads and more demonesque characters. Before you could get lost in the sights, a limousine nearly drove by. Once the driver noticed us, the limo stopped and the driver’s window opened.

“Need a ride, devilish creatures?” A girl with a sucker for a head began asking and talking. “Ya see; my family got invited to this ball, they bought this limo, then they all got sick! So I thought about how big a waste this would be and began searching for some peeps to drive to Dev’s castle!” Her mouth looked as if it shouldn’t be there and she spoke like a true Jersey girl. It was kind of cool.

Luke smiled. “Ah, a blessing from the Devil himself.” He put his hand on his chin. “So how much for a ride?”

“How much?! Well I WOULD have a debt on your head, but I think I should be nice. It’s not like you're asking for a fav on Bianca’s Birthday.” She laughed. Everyone began laughing, except for you. You were about to ask who Bianca was. “Hey, who’s she?” The sucker head turns.

Like a person in front of a dinosaur from a movie*, you were frozen in fear. She sounded angry, as if she might bust your kneecaps. “Her name is [Y/N]. She’s new here..” Luke steps over to you and holds your shoulders. His scent- candles and cologne- rubbed off on you while drawing you closer. It was as if he wanted you by his side.

“Hmm.. Well I like her! She ain’t afraid of Mob Daughters, like some of y’all..!” She laughs. Everyone laughs again. “See what I mean?”

Bertram cocks his head. “To be fair, you are the daughter of the most powerful mafia in the city.” Did he actually speak? You thought he was the type to not say anything towards her, but he actually said it. Honestly, you thought if anyone said something, it would be Samuel. In reality, Samuel either didn’t care, or he was mad at his clothes.

“Someone’s got a mouth.. Y’know I don’t have to let you ride! I could just leave you out and make it worse than just leaving out one!” The way she worded it was confusing at first, but you thought about the words then remembered Vaughn.

Bertram started dozing off. “Don’t mind him!” Alfonse exclaimed. “He’s always been a little..”

“Oh.. I got ya. He’s the ‘just-turned-thirteen’ type.” The girl waved us in. “Well, get in! We’re gonna be late if we keep this up!” Right. That’s what these chapters have been about. Everyone rushes to the vehicle, Luke opens the door, and ushers you in.

It’s nice to have someone like him. A lot of people are like him, but some you don’t know much about. In fact, the only people in the group that you really haven’t talked to much are Alfonse, Ben, and Bertram. You hoped to talk to them more. But you couldn’t stop and think; you had to get in the car before Samuel’s patience dwindled!

You entered the vehicle, taking a seat and taking a breath. “Can I sit by [Y/N]?” Alfonse chirps.

“Sure, Alfonse. Just make sure she’s in the middle, because I would like to sit next to her as well.” Luke says. It almost sounded romantic. But that’s probably just your imagination.

Alfonse chuckles. “That sounds like you want to steal her away..” He pauses. “AHA! You do, don’t you?!” The pink haired one laughs.

“N-No..” Luke somehow sounded embarrassed.

“Don’t lie! I can see the truth!”

“I guess [Y/N] will sit in the corner and I’ll take the middle!” Luke begins entering the limousine.

Alfonse gasps. “Haven’t you heard about ‘ladies first’?!” Alfonse enters after Luke. “[Y/N], sit away from him! If you do, I'll give you a reward~” He purrs.

“A reward? He just wants to fuck you and leave you in your lonesome until he feels lustful!” Luke spat.

“STOP BICKERING AND SIT DOWN!” Samuel shouts at the two. “AND YOU FOUR, GET IN THE DAMN CAR!” Samuel gets in and sits down. Levi enters after Samuel, then Ben, then Matt, then Bertram. Samuel curses after Bertram shuts the door.

The girl claps. “Thank you, Sam! Now let’s get this show on the road..” Everyone took their seat, sitting in a rainbow formation. Samuel, Luke, Matt, Levi, Bertram, Ben, Alfonse, then you. “How colorful. Well! Next stop: Dev’s Castle!”

The engine revved, and the limo moved as we all sat in silence. Everyone did their own thing in silence.. Very awkward silence. Luke gave an aura of worry as he looked down. Sometimes he looks over at Alfonse, but then he looks down again. You had felt something was wrong, but if you asked, that something would get worse. There’s a crack in the glass of happiness and touching it would shatter the glass.

“Yeesh. Y’all mind if I put on some music? Good.” The girl doesn’t even wait for a response. She puts on some pop music. It was hard to hear the lyrics, but the vibe feels like a rave. Sounds like a motherfuckin’ club yo.

Despite the limo moving forward, it felt like we were stuck. It’s hard to say how. Even though the sucker-head was cursing at vehicles, we were stuck in silence. No one perked up to chat, or smile at someone. It was so weird, Bertram wasn’t even napping! But, before I could worry more, the limo stopped.

The girl looked back at us. “We’ve arrived at our destination! Now, get out! Me and Bianca will make our exit after you guys. Wouldn’t want them to get it twisted.”

Luke inhaled, then let it out once he opened the door. Lights immediately panned on him. “Looks like the special guests have arrived! First appears to be Luke!” An announcer guy exclaims. Once Luke steps out, he waves at the crowd. “What a charmer!”

Matt exits next, smiling and waving like those penguins from that movie*. “Next is Matt! Lookin’ good there bud!” Matt smiles wider when hearing that, then gives his thanks. Levi leaves the vehicle next. “Levi! I never expected him to look that good in a skirt!” Levi blushes.

“Samuel! Who would’ve thought he would look great in military lolita fashion?” Samuel facepalms. “Alfonse looks great either way. Ben, making a grape impression! Get it? Cause he has grapes on his dress?” Ben laughs heartily.

“We’re closing in.. Bertram! Number seven and looking like a ten! Vau- Nope, it’s [Y/N]!” You wave at the crowd, who immediately started taking pictures of all of you together. “Now, Vaughn! Wait… did she just shut the door on him?” You shut the door by accident.

Luke shakes his head. “Oh. OH! False alarm! Vaughn’s not here!” The limo drives away, leaving you and the group on this red carpet over some stairs. The group begins walking towards the castle, so you follow behind.

The announcer keeps doing his job as more people arrive. He said important names like Lolita, Amanda, Freyr, Xena, Victor, Pierce, and more. So many more.. As you followed behind, you kept watching the crowd and such while they took pictures of the group. They seemed to enjoy taking pictures of the group, but a LOT of denizens were taking pictures of you. Sometimes you would hear gasps from the crowd when you passed by.

After a lot of stairs and a lot of stares, you finally made it to the doors leading to the castle. The doors opened, but you couldn’t see the inside behind SEVEN FUCKING GUYS. So as they got greeted by the bouncer (you assumed), you took a few breaths to relax yourself.

“Luke Cyfer, Matt Mon, Levi Thann, Samuel Tin, Alfonse Deux, Ben Bubs, Bertram Guro, and [Y/N]...” You heard Atlante list off you and your friends’ names. “Where’s Vaughn Naty?”

“He told us that he didn’t want anyone to see his gorgeous face except for him.” Levi fibbed. “Can we come in now? We’re holding the line.”

Atlante hums. “That’s your choice to make, not mine.” Luke walks in with everyone following once again.

Once we entered, Luke went over to one side and cleared his throat for us to come closer. “I’m not saying ‘go crazy’ but don’t hesitate to take your chance. BEFORE YOU GO THOUGH; Matt- no pickpocketing. Levi- you’re good. Samuel- try to keep your cool. Alfonse- don’t make me repeat what I said to you last time when you tried to flirt with that ONE CHICK. Ben- go easy on the buffet table. And Bertram!” Everyone nodded or made a noise to show they understood. “Bertram- go find a place to nap, you need some rest after nearly making us lose our ride.”

Bertram blinked slowly. “Can’t I just nap on you?”

“Haha! No.” He stared down Bertram to make sure he understood. “Are we good? Good. Now, let’s party like it’s Dev’s birthday party!”

As soon as Luke said that, everyone went their separate ways. “Luke?” Before Luke could get too far, you called out his name. “What should I do?”

“Whatever you want, dear [Y/N].”

“Oh! And Luke!” You catch him once again. “Relax a bit, okay?”

He blushes, making you feel like you just hit his heart. His slightly shocked expression relaxes- just as you told him to. “Th-Thank you, [Y/N].” He clears his throat again after his stutter session. If you thought him being worried or him honestly smiling was rare, you should know that THIS was less common than those two things. He didn’t seem like the type to be embarrassed, he was more like the type to get others embarrassed.

Luke walks away to do.. Whatever he’s going to do. You felt a person tap your shoulder. “Ahem.. Miss [Y/N].” Looking behind you it was just Sir Lucien.

“What’s up, Sir Lucien?”

“Just ‘Lucien’ is fine.” He bows. “Our lord Dev Vil wishes to see you.” You were stunned to hear it.

Dev, the fucking king of Hell, wanted to see you?! “What did I do?” You asked with a scared tone.

“Honestly, I don’t know myself. But I’m sure you're safe from his wrath.” He put his arm out for you to take. You didn’t want to do it, but you did it anyway… You held his arm as he led you towards the stairs.

You could hear whispering from the crowd. You couldn’t hear exactly what they were saying, but you could imagine what they were saying. ‘Oh my god, Sir Lucien got a girlfriend’ or something like that. Now that you thought of that you blushed, realizing that what he said might be a lie.

Oh no. That’s all you could think. Oh no, they’re staring at us. Oh no, they’re whispering about us. Oh no, he’s going to show me the tops*.

You were getting more anxious with each step. When we got to a place away from the eyes of many, you saw a sign that said ‘Dev’s office’. Maybe he was telling the truth. One way to find out…

“So.. are you single?” You tried saying nonchalantly. He heard that and looked down at you. Lucien looked like an elephant that just heard a bee.

“What..?”

“Do you have a girlfriend or something?” You continue the conversation as normally as possible.

“I’m sorry to break it to you, but I’m gay. No hard feelings-”

Now you were the elephant that just heard a bee. “NO! I was just curious. I didn’t mean it like that!”

“No worries. You don’t have to lie to fight off those feelings. I understand.” He waves his hand softly at you. You wanted to say something else, but you knew it would be like talking to a brick wall. So you continued in awkward silence.

…

Because of the lack of talking, you could hear footsteps and the lightbulbs. It sure was annoying, but what could you say? ‘You come here often?’ Of fucking course he does. Besides, he would probably take that as flirting anyway. “We’re here. I’ll tell him before you can come in.”

“Thanks-”

“If you want to date someone so bad, Dev is always open. Besides, he wants a new girlfriend anyway.” You nearly vomited in your mouth. He knocks on the door. “Dev, [Y/N] is here.”

You could hear his muffled voice from inside. “Well, what are you waiting for? Let her in!”

But before you could walk in, the screen turned to black and white text appeared. It said..

TO BE CONTINUED!

Of fucking course. Fuck my life.

~ End Scene ~

* The Motherfuckin' Club Yo is a club from The City.

* Just smile and wave boys, smile and wave.

* For you, @t3chn1c0l0r , a Fallout: New Vegas reference.

[waitimcomingtoo]

Bagels and Bites

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Synopsis: Sebastian likes to flirt with you in interviews

Masterlist

It all started when you met him on The Late Late Show.

“How are you all feeling tonight?” James asked you and Sebastian Stan as you sat on the guest couch.

“I’m excited.” You beamed as Sebastian rested his arm on the couch behind you.

“So am I. We should probably talk about this later,” Sebastian smiled directly at you, “but we’ve been wanting to meet each other for a long time.”

“Have you?” James chuckled.

“No.” You laughed and playfully hit Sebastian in the chest. “We had one interaction on Twitter and he thinks there’s something between us.”

“It was a very flirty interaction.” Sebastian clarified. “There were sparks flying all over those tweets.”

“So this is your first time actually meeting?” James asked. “Even though you’re in the marvel movies together?”

“It’s weird. I haven’t met half the cast.” You shrugged. “I’ll meet everyone else once the press tour starts but so far I’ve only met the people I’ve filmed with. Just Chris, and Chris, and um, oh yeah. Chris.”

You looked down and smiled to yourself when you heard Sebastian laughing at your joke. Even though you’d never met him, you’d always liked him. It was a well known secret on the Internet that you were his celebrity crush, since he was so inclined on bringing it up in almost every interview of his. Being face to face for the first time now, you were feeling a little intoxicated from his charm. Well, his charm and the white wine you’d been sipping on.

“I hope they stop putting me with Mackie and start putting me with Y/n once this press tour starts.” Sebastian said after taking a sip of his wine. “I love him but I can’t keep babysitting him at 8 in the morning. I’d like to wake up to someone who looks a little more like this one.”

“I know what you mean.” You agreed. “He would show up to set every morning all ready to go and I’m like dude, give me a few hours for my personality to arrive.”

“I was so mad that he got to film with you and I didn’t.” Sebastian shook his head. “We finally get cast in a movie together and we’re never in the same scene.”

“Well,” you put your hand on his knee and patted it, “we’re meeting now. Lucky you.���

“Yeah.” He smirked at you. “Lucky me.”

“Now, Sebastian.” James reminded you both that he was there. “I heard a rumor that you have a little crush on Y/n.”

“Well, I try not to pay attention to rumors.” Sebastian waved his hand. “But that ones pretty accurate.”

“Oh my God.” You put your hand over your heart, which was about to beat out of your chest, and laughed.

“It’s true. I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a while, but I feel like I’ve seen you all my life. And here you are in person and you look so great.” Sebastian said through a shy smile. You laughed in shock at his compliment and looked down at your lap.

“You’re fully going for it.” James laughed at how bold Sebastian was being.

“You’re not being a very good wingman.” You teased James as you took a long sip of your drink. The more alcohol you had in you, the easier it would be to flirt with the incredible attractive man next to you.

“I was never known for that.” James agreed. “But I heard your brother is a pretty good one, isn’t he?”

“Oh My God.” You groaned, knowing exactly what James was referring to. “He’s not.”

“What happened?” Sebastian wondered, never taking his eyes off you.

“I took my brother to the Oscars with me last year and we happened to be sitting next to Jake Gyllenhaal.” You explained. “And the whole night, he’s telling Jake about how I used to be in love with him when I was a kid. If there weren’t a bunch of cameras around us, I would’ve rung his neck.”

“So I’m assuming you and Jake aren’t the next celebrity power couple?” James teased.

“We are not.” You shook your head. “I can confidently say that I was still single.”

“I was just gonna and say, there’s still hope for us.” Sebastian gestured between the two of you. You opened your mouth in shock before biting down on your tongue. You playfully hit Sebastian again, signally that you were just as interested as he was.

“You’re really going for it.” James pointed out. “I must say, wow.”

“Why not?” Sebastian grinned. “This is the time.”

“You are pretty cute, I just wanna say.” You flirted back for the hell of it. Sebastian laughed in surprise before covering his face with his hands. You laughed as well as he hunched over to hide his face.

“He’s actually gone red now!” James pointed at him. “He was so sure of himself and now he’s all red.”

“Leave him alone.” You pouted as you rubbed Sebastians back. Sebastian sat back up and rubbed his face with his hands.

“Yeah.” Sebastian said assertively as he wrapped an arm around you. “Leave me alone. I’m trying to flirt here.”

“How would you ask her on a date, then?” James asked. “Since you’re so in love with her.”

“Like this.” Sebastian said as he turned to you “Ce faci?”

“Would you bite me in the neck?” You asked, catching him completely off guard. He took his arm away and laughed in shock at your words.

“Oh my God.” He chuckled as he looked around in embarrassment. Suddenly, he turned back to you and cupped one side of your face, tilting your neck slightly with his hand. He bit down on your exposed neck, making the audience erupt in a series of laughter and gasps. You giggled when you felt his scruff tickling your neck and made no effort to push him off.

“He actually did it.” James looked at the audience to see if they were seeing what he was.

“She asked me to.” Sebastian rolled his eyes playfully. His arm was still around you and neither of you wanted it off.

“It was a hypothetical but I guess I know my answer.” You shrugged as you leaned back on the couch.

“Why would you ask him that?” James wondered.

“Like a vampire.” You explained. “Aren’t vampires from Romania?”

“That’s Transylvania.” Sebastian smiled fondly at you.

“Oh.” You realized. “I still liked it.”

“I’ll do it again later.” Sebastian shrugged, making your hide your face in embarrassment.

“Promise?” You said suddenly as you put your hand back on his knee. It was Sebastians turn to be baffled as he put his free hand on tops of yours.

“Darling.” He choked out, too stunned to form a full sentence.

“This has been an intense experience.” James fans himself with his cards. “What will the two of you do after the show?”

“I’ll probably go home, order a pizza, and pass out while watching all of Sebastian’s episodes of Once Upon a Time.” You joked.

“I was going to do the exact same thing.” Sebastian nodded. “Right after I got a job as a pizza delivery boy so I can go to Y/n’s house.”

“Or you could just come over.” You shrugged, making Sebastian blush.

“I like that idea too.” Sebastian replied.

“I’m trying to imagine what the poor pizza delivery boy is gonna see when he arrives at Y/n’s house later.” James grimaced, making the audience laugh.

“I know, right? They open the door and this is what the get.” Sebastian gestured to you. “It’s you. How lucky they are.”

You leaned into him as you laughed, the alcohol making you feel bolder than usual. You’d never be this flirty with a man you’d just met, but he made it too easy.

The rest of the interview continued in a similar fashion, with you and Sebastian unapologetically flirting with each other every chance you got. By the end of the interview, you were so close that your knees were touching. When it came time to say goodbye, you felt an unexpected pane of sadness.

“Well, thank you both for coming on the show tonight.” James smiled. “I hope I’ll be invited to the wedding.”

“You will. And I wanted to thank you. For this.” Sebastian said as he slipped his fingers through yours and held up your hands. You beamed and squeezed his hand, fully tipsy now the the interview was over.

After thanking James and drinking another glass of wine, you drunkenly pulled Sebastian off the couch.

“Come in the photo booth with me.” You giggled as you tugged him by the hand towards the booth.

“Okay.” He grinned as he climbed inside. He pulled you into his lap and pressed the button before wrapping his arms around your waist. The pictures began to snap away and you posed for all of them. For the first, you just held each other close and smiled. For the second, he leaned up to kiss your cheek. And for the third, he took another bite of your neck.

“That tickles.” You giggled as the camera flashed.

“Good.” He smirked against your skin before pressing a kiss there.

“Stick your tongue out.” You told him, and he obliged. You licked his tongue as the fourth picture was taken, capturing the drunken moment. The fifth flash went off right as Sebastian connected your lips to his. You continued to kiss him, tasting the alcohol on his lips and tongue.

“Oh my God.” You pulled away suddenly. “I have to pee.”

You got off his lap and ran to the restroom, leaving him alone in the photo booth.

The next time you saw Sebastian, neither of you brought the kiss up. Whether you thought the other was too drunk to remember or you were simply too embarrassed to bring it up, it was not mentioned.

The flirting, however, the flirting continued.

~

“What would you like to see for your characters in the next movies?” The journalist asked you and Sebastian as you sat together in a press junket.

“For our characters specifically, I’d like to see some graphic love making.” Sebastian said seriously. “I think that that’s something the movies have been lacking.”

“Oh my God.” You laughed and shook your head. “Me too, actually. I think it would be really in character and important to the plot.”

“How would that benefit the plot?” The journalist asked.

“It’s simple. I would just change my name to “the plot” and bam.” Sebastian clapped his hands. “I’m benefited.”

“He’s such a flirt.” You said as you rested your elbow on his shoulder. “Can you believe him?”

“I can’t.” The journalist chuckled.

“You know what I’d like to see? Some method acting. Why can’t you be as quiet as Bucky?” You teased Sebastian as you flicked his ear.

“How would I tell you how pretty you are if I wasn’t speaking?” He flirted back.

“This is what I have to put up with.” You shook your head as looked at the camera. “What about you? What do you want to see from our characters?”

“I would like to see Bucky do the knife trick some more.” The journalist answered you.

“What knife trick?” You wondered.

“It’s the thing he does when he flips his knife around and stabs people.” Sebastian explained as he moved his hand in a circle. “It took me forever to learn.”

“Wait, I wanna see it.” You smiled excitedly and turned to him.

“No, no.” He wagged his finger at you. “I’m not doing the knife trick.”

“Please?” You pouted. “For me?”

“All right, all right.” Sebastian broke into a grin. “I’m only doing this because you asked nicely.”

The journalist handed him a pen and he easily flipped it around and caught it before making a stabbing motion. You let out a gasp and stared at him in shock for a long time.

“What’s wrong?” He asked you.

“I wanna to fuck you, that’s what’s wrong.” You replied. “Can you do it again?”

Sebastian laughed at your joke as his face heated up. He knew that was just the way you two liked to tease each other, but it didn’t mean it didn’t make him smile.

“I’ll do it again.” He nodded as picked the pen back up. “Anything for you.”

~

On a day where the interviews ended early, you spent the night in Sebastians hotel room, getting drunk on his balcony.

“What about you?” Sebastian asked as he took a sip of his beer. “What was your best kissing scene? I know you’ve kissed some pretty great actors. Might be hard to pick.”

“It’s not. I hate kissing actors.” You grimaced. “It’s not even kissing. It’s just like, limp lips on limp lips. There’s no passion when it’s for a scene. I hate it.”

“Maybe you’re just kissing the wrong actors.” Sebastian shrugged playfully as he gazed at you.

“I don’t think so.” You shook your head. “I’ve never felt anything when kissing another actor. You can’t tell me you do.”

“I do.” He shrugged again. “Its not much, but I wouldn’t say it’s nothing.”

“What? How?” You wondered. “If you kissed me right now, you wouldn’t feel anything. I guarantee it.”

“I think I would.” Sebastian disagreed.

“All right.” You turned your chair a little to face him. “Prove me wrong.”

Sebastian tweaked an eyebrow up before leaning in to kiss you. You kissed him back for a few seconds before pulling away. You looked past him for a minute as you mulled the moment over in your head.

“What’s the matter?” He asked quietly.

“I was incorrect.” You chuckled a little. “I guess I did feel something.”

“I told you you would.” He said smugly. “I knew you’d feel something.”

“How’d you know?” You whined as he basked in the glory of being right.

“Because I felt something the last time we kissed.” He said simply. “And I knew you did too.”

“I didn’t realize you remembered that.” You smirked before talking a sip from his beer.

“Course I do.” He replied. “I think about that night all the time. It was the start of a beautiful, sexually frustrating friendship.”

“Oh, I’m sexually frustrating?” You laughed. “Try being your friend. It’s hard to look at you, really.”

“That’s not how I feel about you.” He smiled a little. “I really, really like looking at you.”

“I like you too.” You smiled back.

“That’s not what I said.” He teased. You dropped your jaw and stole his beer again, taking a long sip as you held eye contact.

“It’s what you meant.” You stuck your tongue out at him. You sat in comfortable silence for a minute, listening to the chirps of the crickets as a warm breeze wafted through the air.

“The press tour is ending soon.” You said quietly as you adverted your eyes. “Tomorrow’s the premier. Then, it’s all over.”

“I know.” He said softly. You looked at him and gave him a sad smile, to which he returned.

“We won’t get to see each other every day anymore.” You pointed out.

“Then we better make tomorrow count.” He said simply. He knew what you were implying, that there was no point in starting something when you’d both been going home soon, but he didn’t want to think about that. He just wanted to enjoy his last few days with you.

“Yeah.” You smiled sadly and looked away again. “We better.”

~

The following night at the premier, you felt an overwhelming sadness knowing that it was all ending. You loved the weeks you’d spent goofing off with Sebastian, even if it never led to a real relationship. It still meant something to you, and you hoped it meant something to him.

To counteract your sadness, you sat with Chris Evans at the bar and let him distract you. After spending a minute with him, you were feeling drunk and ready to find Sebastian. You spotted him on the red carpet, fixed your dress, and went up to him.

“Hi.” You giggled as you wrapped your arms around his torso. You smiled up at him as he wrapped an arm around you, taking an usually loud whiff of his cologne.

“Hey.” He chuckled as he patted your back. “How are you doing?”

“I’m good.” You said as you swayed a little. “Question, is there alcohol in a Shirley Temple? Because I feel like I’ve had alcohol.”

“There is.” He laughed again and steadied you. “Did you know that?”

“Nope.” You sniffed him again. “You smell good.”

“Oh no.” He smiled as your behavior. “How many did you have?”

“I was having a contest with Evans to see who could drink more. I had like 5.” You bragged as you almost fell over.

“Oh dear.” He quickly caught you. “You’re staying with me tonight. I don’t trust drunk you.”

“No, it’s okay. You don’t have to babysit me.” You waved your hand and tried to walk away. You instantly stumbled and neatly fell, but Sebastian wrapped his arms around you and caught you.

“I think I do.” He chuckled as you put you on your feet. “Come on. You’re sticking with me.”

~

The next morning, you woke up with a throbbing headache. Not feeling the strength to sit up, you opened a single eye and looked around. You were definitely not in your own room, but you recognized who’s room you were in.

“Good morning.” Sebastians voice was usually loud, making you wince.

“Oh God.” You groaned as you sat up. You groggily opened your eyes as Sebastian handed you a cup of coffee.

“Here.” He smiled shyly. “How’s the head?”

“The head is in pain.” You groaned. “So is the rest of the body.”

“Here. Drink this.” He held out a glass of water and some Advil. “And take these.”

“Thanks.” You smiled sheepishly as you accepted his offerings.

“Did you at least win the drinking contest?” He asked as he took a seat on the bed. You took a long sip of water and swallowed the pills before answering his questions.

“I did.” You nodded. “But at what cost?”

“You’ll start to feel better once you get some food in you.” Sebastian said as he rubbed your shoulder. You put your hand over his and stared at him, feeling the guilt set in.

“I’m sorry I got drunk.” You mumbled. “I didn’t mean to ruin the last night.”

“You didn’t ruin anything.” Sebastian shook his head. “Trust me, we still had fun. I’m not sure how much you remember though.”

“I remember sitting with you at the premier.” You recalled. “And eating many, many bagels.”

“Yeah, we stopped at a bakery.” He chuckled. “You ate a dozen. I watched it all.”

“Oh God.” You covered your face with your hands. “That’s not how I wanted to spend our last night together.”

“How did you want to spend it together?” He asked quietly.

“Probably in a way that still ended with me waking up in your bed.” You joked like you usually did. “But I could do without the part where you watched me eat 12 bagels.”

“What do you mean?” He grinned. “That was the best part.”

“How’d I end up in your bed anyway?” You asked before taking another sip of coffee.

“You threw your key card at a seagull who was eyeing your bagel.” He explained. “You couldn’t get into your room so I let your crash in mine.”

You looked around the room and saw his pull out couch was topped with pillows and sheets, evidence of him sleeping there.

“Did you sleep on the pull out?” You pointed to it in disbelief.

“Of course I did.” He shrugged.

“Such a gentleman.” You scrunched your nose at him before finishing the coffee.

“Basic human decency is not exactly being a gentleman.” He pointed out.

“Maybe not.” You agreed. “But you still are one. You prove that to me everyday.”

“That must be why you like me so much.” He teased.

“Must be.” You dished it right back. Sebastians smile fell suddenly as he got a serious look on his face.

“I think you and I need to have a talk.” He said softly.

“Oh God.” You feared. “Did I puke on you last night?”

“No.” He chuckled. “It’s not about last night.”

“Then what’s it about?”

“As much as I love flirting with you, and I do, I think you should know it’s not just a joke to me.” He began. “And I wanted to know if it was just a joke to you or if-“

“It’s not.” You said a little too quickly, which made him smile. “I...I like you. A lot, actually. One might even call it love.”

Upon hearing this, Sebastian leaned forward to kiss you. You held a hand to stop him and gave him an apologetic look.

“I wouldn’t.” You grimaced. “My morning breath is-“

“-something I could get used to.” He cut you off before going in for the kiss. You immediately kissed him back, pulling him by his shirt to have him closer. He climbed over you as you tangled your fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck.

“I don’t care if its our last day.” He mumbled against your lips. “I want to do this for real. I wanna be with you.”

You kissed him back to tell him you felt the same way, not trusting yourself to say something smooth in the heat of the moment.

“Wait.” You pushed him back suddenly and held him away from you.

“Whats wrong?” He asked as he hovered over you.

“Can we get bagels after this?” You asked seriously before breaking into a smile.

“I seriously can’t stand you.” He said before leaning down to kiss you again. “You’re lucky I love you because I don’t like you at all.”

“12 wasn’t enough.” You giggled between kisses. “I need more. I crave them. I crave the yeast.”

Sebastian stopped kissing you for a moment and looked at you with a fond expression. You stared back at him as a content smile tugged at your lips. The flirting had finally lead to something more and neither of you could be happier.

“You know, you might actually be more annoying than Mackie.” He teased you before leaning down to kiss your neck.

“Shut up.” You laughed. “Shut up and bite me in the neck.”

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God I hated parties but somehow Steve always managed to drag me along to all of the high school parties with him and his girlfriend nancy. “I hate this nance” i muttered as she sipped from a red solo cup full of who knows what.

“It’s fun y/n you’ve gotta loosen up” she smiled softly towards me. She was already drunk I could tell she had already drank like five full cups. “Ima go find Steve” she slurred as she stood up wobbling her way through the crowd.

I sighed as I lolled my head back against the gray couch. “I just want to go home” i grumbled, I couldn’t go home because Steve drove us god dammit.

My arms were crossed across my chest as I waited for Nancy to come back with Steve. they’d follow the normal routine they always did at parties nancy or Steve would get shit faced drunk, end up making out on a strangers couch, beg me to drive them to Steve’s place, then I’d have to wait til their done having sex to go home.

It happened every time without fail. God I had the hugest crush on Steve, that’s why I let him drag me around to all these parties in hope he’d maybe somehow fall in love with me.

It was a stupid plan but I was only seventeen and stupid. When nancy didn’t come back after ten minutes I got confused. She was normally back by now. But atleast I wouldn’t have to go through the pain of having to sit next to them making out.

right? After twenty minutes I figured they forgot about me. I sighed as I sank into the couch, I’d wait here til the party died down then walk home or hope I knew someone here so they could drive me home. I was getting quite bored maybe I could go get something to drink, I thought as I stood up from my rather comfortable spot on the couch.

I started towards the kitchen where I knew I would at least find a bottle of water or if I was unlucky a bottle of beer. When I walked into the kitchen I saw a now drunk Steve gulping down a can of beer. “God dammit Steve” i muttered as I walked towards him and the group of guys surrounding him.

“Steve”

I tapped his shoulder softly, hw turned around towards me and his face instantly softened. “Y/n!” He smiled as he grabbed my hand “where’s nance?” I asked my eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

They were always together they were a power couple or so we thought. “She’s pissed at me. She called Jonathan and left” he sighed his happy grin now replaced with a frown. “Oh” I said quietly “let’s get you home you’re drunk and it’s getting late” i said grabbing onto his wrist.

“No! Y/n I’m having fun” he protested as he tried to pull his arm away from me. I rolled my eyes “come on we can watch movies at my place” I said. He protested a bit more before finally agreeing with me and following me out to his car. “Let me see the keys” I sighed he dug around in his pocket before pulling out at pair of car keys with a small teddy bear keychain on it.

“Get in the passenger seat I’ll drive” I said pushing him away from the drivers side door. He stumbled his way towards the passenger seat protesting the whole way. As we sat at a red light I could feel Steve’s brown eyes staring at me. I turned my head towards him as tilted my head to the side in confusion “what’s wrong?” I asked.

He shook his head “you’re just so pretty” he said softly with a smile on his face. I rolled my eye “you’re drunk Steve” he shook his head again “I’m telling the truth y/n you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever met” he pressed a kiss to my cheek. I quickly snapped my head towards him.

“Don’t do that” I scolded “why?” He pouted “nance, Steve you’ve got a girlfriend” I said softly. He shook his head again, “not anymore” he mumbled. God I wished he was sober i wish he meant all of this he was saying.

“I love you y/n” he said before pressing a kiss to my lips. I quickly pushed him away “Steve, stop you’re drunk you don’t know what you’re saying” I said tears brimming my eyes. “No don’t cry” he said softly craddling my cheeks in his hands. “I didn’t mean to make you sad” he pressed a kiss to my cheek “I love you” he mumbled. He pressed a kiss to my lips again.

this time I said Fuck it and kissed him back. His hands cradled my cheeks so gently, his thumb rubbing up and down my cheek softly. This wasn’t right, he was drunk I pushed him away yet again. His eyebrows knitted together his lips now contorted into a pout. “Do you not like me y/n?” He asked nonchalantly “I do stevie I really do….” I said my voice giving out mid sentence.

“Why won’t you kiss me then?” He asked I sighed because it’s wrong youre drunk Steve” he grabbed my hands “but drunk words are sober thoughts” he said softly “I know Steve” I replied “how bout in the morning if you remember this then I’ll kiss you” he nodded “I love you y/n” he mumbled. God I wish he was sober.

[hitmewithabusposts]

Okay but like hear me out: Enemies to lovers Johnny and reader HATE their guts, all the other cast members are like “just fuck already” and they set up a prank that makes them confess their feelings

I want him to yell at me. I need to log off.

Hate your Guts (Knox x Reader)

I hated Johnny Knoxville. Why? Because he was a self absorbed asshole who was a dick to only me. The first week I was with the crew we were at a bar, and I tried to go up to talk to him noticing he’d not really talked to me at all that week, and he looked me in the eye, and instantly turned around to make out with whatever random girl was behind him completely invalidating me and ignoring me.

If he was just an asshole to everyone, then so what? But it’s fact that to every other girl he was the perfect picture of a “southern gentleman” but when it came to me he’d just roll his eyes and walk away. So yeah, I hated him, and it’s horrible because he was the one I was so excited to see when I got asked to be on the show and now he’s the worst part of my day.

“Y/n, Knoxville, on your places” Jeff yelled. We were filming an intro to the new movie where bulls would be chasing us all through various locations. Johnny and I having to jump through a window. I stood on my x and he came up to stand on his, brushing his shoulder into mine. “Do you mind?” I asked, not wanting to deal with his bullshit today. He smirked and chuckled to himself, “yeah, I do” as we heard action and jumped through the glass onto the ground on the other side.

“God get off of me fatass” I said, pushing his body off of mine because when we jumped he conveniently landed on me. “Watch your fuckin mouth. I didn’t mean to land on you and hurt your little feelings. Grow up” he said, rolling off the ground and getting up. Even tho you hated him, it still stung when he was that mean, you just wanted him to like you, as crazy as it sounds. And you hated the fact you thought he would change one day, if only he could learn to shut his mouth.

“God I want to punch him Ryan” I said walking over to Dunn who sat in a lawn chair. He pulled me down on his lap giving me a hug. He became my best friend on set and knew how much me and Knox hated each other, but also knew how conflicting it was for me because all I actually wanted was for him to like me, or at least treat me with some respect. “I just don’t get why I’m the only girl he doesn’t seem to be respectful towards, or why I’m the only one he hates here. It’s so frustrating. I thought I was gonna come here and be heads over heels for him because stupid me back home had the hots for the bastard, but instead he crushed that dream with his big fucking ego” I said, making Dunn break out laughing.

“Just give him more time, alright? I think Jeff wanted to see you guys in his trailer too at 4” Ryan said, tapping his watch. It was 3:58. “Okay, thank you, I’ll see ya later, let’s hope I don’t kick his ass and get fired” I joked, standing up and walking over to Jeff’s trailer.

I walked in and Knox and Jeff both sat there, “what’s up?” I asked as Jeff stood up to usher me to sit down next to Knox on the couch. Jeff mindlessly walked over towards the door and began talking. “You two have an issue, and I think we all know the real reason you guys don’t like each other, figure it out amongst yourselves and I’ll be back in 3 hours” he said, suddenly slipping out the door as we heard the door lock from the outside.

Both Knox and I shot up and tried the door but we heard power drills from all around the doorframe. “If you guys don’t make up, then I’ll be back in the morning! There’s cameras in there too just an FYI” Jeff yelled. “You’re fucking kidding me” Knox said as I went to open the curtains in the trailer, and saw boards they had screwed into the frame around the door so even if we got the door unlocked we can’t get out. And the windows don’t open and are plexi glass so we can’t break them either.

He sat looking defeated on the couch, and I leaned against the counter, awkward silence filling the space. “Some prank, huh?” I asked trying to break some of the tension. He chuckled dryly and said, “yeah, some prank”. I think that was the first time he even chuckled at a joke of mine, so maybe this would work. I wanted to get out of here in 3 hours, but maybe him and I could actually fix things.

I hated being the bigger person, but we needed to start somewhere and I knew his ego wouldn’t let him start apologizing first anytime soon. I walked over and sat on the opposite side of the couch from him. “You know I’m sorry for earlier, I was being immature and have been in the past. I should just accept you hate me instead of retaliating” I said, as he looked up and over at me.

For a minute he was quiet, like he was analyzing my words and picking his to say next. He sighed and chuckled, “I don’t hate you” is all he said, making me seriously think he was insane. “Really? Because you’re pretty cruel at times. And I see the way you treat other girls and you’re always so…sweet with them? I’m not asking for that, just for some professional respect?” I asked, confused on what he meant. 

“Might as well come clean, we’re stuck here for 3 hours and I don’t want it to be 12” he said chuckling and looking at me “I don’t hate you, and I know I’ve been a real dick since you got here. Figured if I was mean enough at first you wouldn’t wanna be around me. But I think it made you try harder to get me to like you, too damn stubborn” he said chuckling as I sat there completely confused of where this was going.

“Why would you not want me to want to be around you? I don’t understand Johnny” I said, scooting closer to him on the couch, this being the first time him and I have ever really talked about anything serious without being at each others throats or this much at once.

“When I first saw you I thought you were absolutely gorgeous, I was mad at Jeff for hiring a girl like you because it was gonna be a distraction for me and the other guys, but I didn’t want ya around me because I didn’t want this to become anything else because i thoight i was supposed to be as professional as this job can be, and then lately I’ve just been angry because when I realized no one would care about that and I wanted to go apologize and explain, you and Dunn are already getting comfy and cozy together” he said, speaking bitterly at the end.

I was shocked. He acted like he hated me and was a complete dick to try to keep me away from him, all because he liked me? Also me and Dunn? “I- you know I’m not as mad anymore. I get that you wanted to be professional at first, but I think you could have found other ways to do that rather than being an asshole to me” I said laughing as he chuckled too, “and I came here actually super excited to meet you and see you, I thought you were the perfect man on tv, and I hate that I still think you’re hot now considering you’ve been an asshole. I think that’s made me be meaner to you too” I said as we both were laughing now, realizing the mutual feelings and feeling months of hate and anger melt off our bodies.

“So wait, you like me? Or you did at least? What about Dunn?” He asked suddenly, “trust me, me and Dunn are just friends, and yes, and according to the guys I don’t think they care if we like each other” I said, getting a text on my phone from Ryan that said, “we’re all watching this happen, Jeff wants to know if you want the cameras off so you two can fuck already?”

He read the text and laughed, a signature laugh I’ve heard so many times before but never with me. “Come here” he said once he stopped laughing, holding his arms open and patting his leg. I hesitantly stood up and walked over to his lap, as he hugged me tightly and I hugged him back. It was the best feeling in the world, I was convinced.

“God I’m stupid, never should have treated you that way, should have just told you then and there I liked ya” he said, looking down at his hand. “I hated talking to you that way, if my mom would have been around she would have beat my ass till I was black and blue for talking to a lady like that” he added making us both laugh. I grabbed his hand in mine and said, “like you said, I’m stubborn, you weren’t gonna get me to leave you alone that easily”. He smiled and kissed the back of my hand, starting butterflies in the pit of my stomach and making my face go bright red.

“Better keep that way, wanna start over? Go on a date sweetheart?” He asked, looking at me as the nickname also added to the mix of nerves in my stomach. “I’d love that” I told him, standing up as he followed after me. He dramatically extended his hand and said, “Pardon me, the names Johnny, you’re beautiful and I want to go on a date with you, and you are?” He joked around, making me laugh. I reach a hand out to meet his and said back just as dramatically, “I’m y/n, I also think you’re hot and would love to get to know you” and with that we heard the power drill, pulling the wood off the door.

In walked Jeff, with the others packed behind him. “See how easy that was? You didn’t even need to stay for 3 hours, now get out of here and go on that date” he said, pushing you two out the door, Johnny’s hand holding yours as he pulled you towards the parking lot on set. “See you love birds later” Ryan yelled at us, making both our faces blush, “use protection” bam yelled after him, earning a middle finger from both Johnny and I

[sirenfromthelostcity]

Movie Night 3.5 ‘Thinkin Bout You’

A/N: Hey everyone! Once again it should not have taken me this long to write this lil epilogue but once again i was going thru it 😂 but no matter bc i finished it and it came out longer than i was anticipating. I was honestly thinking it’d be like 500 words max but they it just kept going and now here we are! I was hugely inspired by Frank Ocean’s song “Thinkin Bout You” if you haven’t listened to it I highly recommend it, it’s just such a romantic and cute song and it just has the perf vibes to this. And quick reminder you guys are like 16-17 here. Anyways here is the epilogue to the last part! Idk how long it’ll be for Part 4 (and it’s the final part!!) but i’m pretty sure it’s gonna be quite lengthy as i have a couple things planned for it. BTW i changed Damian’s Robin costume in part bc why not and i couldn’t find a gif for it bc it’s not in any animation stuff but it’s his current suit in the Robin 2021 comic series. I honestly just really liked how it looks so i thought i’d include it lol. Okay please like, reblog, and or shoot me an ask to let me know your thoughts and without further ado, enjoy!! :) 

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3

New Robin suit i mentioned

Word Count: 1.6k+

(Y/N) laid on the ground with one arm cushioned under her head and the other arm outstretched towards the night sky before her. 

Normally the stars wouldn’t be so visible due to light pollution and the regular other pollution but fortunately Titans tower is at a far enough distance that it doesn’t become a problem for stargazing.  

The red energy of her power sprouted from her fingertips as she connected the stars to form constellations and different creations of her own. A small smile formed on her face as she recalled doing this with Damian mere days ago, right before he left for Gotham.  

“I should be back within five days. Father has a string of galas aligned that I have to attend in order to keep up appearances,” he sulked. 

“You seem so fond of them,” she smirked. 

He scoffed. “A room full of old rich people who won’t shut up about how much money they’re going to be making from their exploits this year, what’s not to like?”  

“I agree, they sound to be a true beacon of humility.” 

Damian chuckled at her remark. “As much as I abhor these events, at least the upcoming galas are to support the community centers of Gotham and the orphanages. At least they will benefit from this.”

(Y/N) turned her gaze from the stars to Damian laying next to her. She loved hearing him talk about Gotham and the compassion for his city with which he spoke.  

“I’d consider the contributions from those old geezers noble if it weren't for the fact that donating to charity is a power play for them.” 

(Y/N) laughed at his quick switch of tone and at this he turned to look at her. He adored her laugh and smile. 

 “On Tameran similar acts would often transpire, ‘johnika’ they would say.”

“What does that mean?”

“The closest word here is ‘politics’. However, at least in this instance the people of Gotham will greatly benefit from the proceedings of the gala. It is still a win for the city. And of course they will have their Robin back.”

“Only for a few days,” he turned sideways to lay on his arm and face her as his free hand reached and gently squeezed hers. “Then I’ll be all yours again.”  

(Y/N) rose to lay back on her elbows and stared into his emerald eyes. “And I yours.” 

Despite his obligations, Damian truly did not want to leave. He was in his favorite place with his favorite person all to himself. (Y/N) was just as torn by his immenent departure but she wasn’t going to allow her sadness to take away from the time they have left together. Especially not when the gap separating them was slowly closing in.

“Damian are you- oh!” Dick barged in through the rooftop entrance. 

Damian instinctively and quite bashfully moved back to create more distance between himself and (Y/N). “I will meet you at the car,” he glared at his brother.

Dick gave an awkward thumbs up and apologetically nodded towards them before exiting out the door. 

(Y/N) might’ve been the only one to handle the intrusion gracefully as she merely giggled at both of their reactions. She got up from her spot and extended her hand to Damian. “Shall we go?”

“Unfortunately,” he moped as he accepted her hand. 

Hand in hand they walked towards the exit and to their eventual goodbyes at the car. 

(Y/N) sighed as she brought down her hand and rested it on her stomach. She bit her lip as she recalled what almost happened prior to Dick’s disruption. She wasn’t bothered or concerned that they haven’t kissed yet. On Tameran it is actually normal for relationships to progress rather slowly. But that doesn’t mean the longing for it wasn’t there for her. She remembered seeing his eyes drift down to her lips as well so she suspected it was there for him as well but she chalked it up to him perhaps not being ready for that yet and she was fine with that.  

He was set to return tomorrow night but for (Y/N) it could not arrive sooner. It’s not as if they haven’t maintained communication while he was away but she still missed his presence. However she wasn’t alone in her sentiments for it was for this same reason that Damian was currently making his way up Titans tower. 

Her room was his first stop upon entering the tower but after knocking on her door and receiving no answer he knew there was only one other place she could be. He slowly and carefully opened the door to the rooftops and there she was lying pensively and gazing at the stars. He removed his domino mask and his lips immediately curved into a heartfelt smile. 

“Penny for your thoughts?” he asked.

She turned in his direction and his smile widened at her overjoyed reaction. 

“Damian!” She ran to him and he caught her in a fervent embrace. 

“Surprise,” he grunted as the air was becoming a little thin for him but he wouldn’t dare complain. He’s right where he wanted to be. 

“What a glorious surprise indeed!” She pulled back and observed his attire. “And your uniform!”

“I updated it,” he scanned her face. “Do you like it?”

(Y/N) is an honest person by nature but even if she was not she’d never have to lie to this question. His new uniform is darker than the last as it consists mostly of gray and black but she really liked the new look on him. He completely took off the color green from the original color scheme but kept the red for the accents of his suit and his iconic “R.” He also kept the black cape with the yellow interior. Even his utility belt was black with gray pouches for his weapons and tools. Quite frankly, (Y/N) had always found Damian attractive and the new suit only heightened it for her. 

“I do,” she looked at him. “It makes you look- I believe here they say ‘hot’?”

Damian bursted out chuckling and blushing as he was hoping for a good reaction but wasn’t expecting her to say that. 

“Does that not mean handsome?” 

“It’s in that ballpark, it does mean really attractive.” 

“Then I did use it correctly,” she smirked.

“Yes you did and thank you, beloved. I think you’re hot too.”

“‘Beloved’?” she repeated. It’s the first time he’s called her that.

“You do not like it?” he asked with concern in his eyes.

“It is not that at all,” she smiled to ease his worries. “You have never called that before, it is endearing and I do like it.” 

“I’m glad,” he grinned and stepped closer to her. “I have missed you.”

“As did I,” she wrapped her arms around him for a second hug and Damian hugged her back eagerly and lovingly. 

After a couple seconds they broke apart but Damian still held her close. 

“I must ask, I am delighted to see you back so soon but what happened that ended your trip early?”

“There was an incident with a B-list criminal and one of the galas had to be rescheduled. Grayson and I are actually set to return within three days for that one gala.”

“He came with you?”

He nodded. “Neither of us wanted to spend any more time away if we didn’t have to. Father allowed us to return so long as we’d make it back in time for the final gala.”

“I see. It seems you had a motive to return with haste,” she simpered. 

“I did,” he simply stated as he gazed at her affectionately. 

Truly he’s never felt this way nor this strongly for anyone before in his life. If he’s being honest it does scare him but not in the way it did before. It scares him that it can be taken away but it also makes him just as motivated to protect his love from anything and everything. No one is taking her away from him.  

(Y/N) was about to reply when a cool wind passed her and caused her to shiver.

“Are you cold?” he asked.

“A little, it is cooler than I anticipated.”

“Here,” he moved to unclip his cape. “Let me help.”

He wrapped it around her arms and she smiled at him appreciatively. 

“Thank you.”

“Anything for you, beloved.”   

Her smile turned more affectionate at the term of endearment and he was drawn into her gaze. They were standing so close to one another, she couldn’t help but look at his lips and he did the same to hers. She didn’t do anything in case he still wasn’t ready for anything but then he began to lean in until his lips were merely hovering above hers. 

“May I?” he whispered onto her lips.

“Yes,” she whispered back. 

And finally he pressed his lips onto hers. At first they moved hesitantly as it was new waters for the both of them but it quickly deepened as their passion for each other seeped through. 

(Y/N) was the first to break away, she bit her lip and smiled as he kissed her forehead. 

“I’ve been wanting to do that for a while now,” he blushed. 

“Why didn’t you do it before you left?”

Her use of a contraction didn’t escape him but he figured he’d ask about it later. 

“I didn’t want our first kiss to be a kiss goodbye,” he answered.     

Her heart fluttered at his response. 

“Would you like to have our second one now?” she wrapped her arms around his neck and he draped his arms on her waist.

“If you’ll allow me the honor,” was his reply before they kissed once again, this time more slowly and ardently. 

They spent a few more minutes on the rooftop before retreating to her room to sleep, cuddled together and happier than ever to be within each others’ arms once again.

The Contingency

[starshipsofstarlord]

All mine

liam dunbar x reader / masterlist

summary; alec, scott’s new beta has a thing for liam’s girl, and sufficed to say, liam is anything but happy about the predicament / warnings; jealousy, smut, some choking, fucking in a playground, daddy kink, mentions of masturbation, mentions of phone sex, mentions of exhibitionism, oral sex (fem receiving).

the boy with anger issues was feeling a rage boil in his veins; they were in scott’s home, he had came back from college for a break, and thus, alec had joined in meeting with their alpha, though, not all his attention was reprised upon said pack leader.

there was a movie flashing upon the screen, you sat cross legged on the couch, whilst liam had been sent to the kitchen to grab a bowl of popcorn. he could feel his hand putting amble pressure on the plastic bowl, as he watched you explain every dumb thing occurring in the motion picture film.

alec was acting clueless on purpose, he could tell, more so since when he had first joined the pack, he had made such moves on you. and spoiler, eventually they had been successful. you were the same age as scott, meaning that you too had returned to beacon hills for your half term clause in the higher education, and liam wanted you to spend every moment with him, not this stray.

it took all his supernatural strength to restrain the growl threatening to rumble from his chest, his claws bent into the flesh of his palms, drawing a pooling of blood to the tether down from the self inflicted wound. scott smelt the blood, and wrinkled his nose at the scent that invaded his nostrils; he thought liam had his issues under control, but supposedly not entirely.

he couldn’t help himself, alec was trying his best, slyly glancing down your top, and he got he was only a hormonal teenage boy, same as him, but you were his girl. a rumble, resembling the natural force of thunder echoed around the living space, drawing all eyes, human and otherwise, in his direction.

the growl that had erupted from his chest had been possessive, a warning to the young, adopted beta, who quickly adjourned his arm away from the back of the couch, and shuffled from right beside you.

“li, are you good?” in an instant you removed yourself from where you were sat, walking towards him, and smoothing his shoulders over with your palms, watching as he heavily breathed. amber eyes flickered up to you, making you gulp; you now understood what had him so relentless and blunt with his aggression.

“i want to leave.” it wasn’t a question, it was a defiant statement. in turn, you nodded, grasping anything you needed, such as you jacket, and pulling it over your arms, liam quickly heading out, without bidding either of the boys a goodbye.

“see ya.” you waved at the pair, you would apologise for liam’s behaviour later to scott, he of course understood the situation nevertheless, he had been his alpha for a long time now. a hand grasped you as soon as you exited, pillowing roughly into your skin as he dragged you down the street, his pace quick and daring.

“you think i didn’t notice that beta’s eyes drifting down to your cleavage or him practically pawing for your attention.” he had stopped the two of you outside of a playground, you gulped, listening to him with an adjacent inclination.

“liam, there’s no need to be jealous.” your words had the priority of calming his angered exterior, though it happened that you had done rather the opposite. there was a firm line deposited between his dark brows, a frown that was aimed towards you directly.

“me, jealous? oh no, i know that you’re mine, but it comes to the question, do you?” he bit his lip, tensing the bridge of his nose as he moved his face closer to your own. “for all i know, at college, you don’t even let anyone know that you’re in a relationship, it could be your little secret, so you can fuck whomever you want.”

“that’s something i’d never do, you know that!” his accusations were flimsy, that much was liable, though although knowing that all his words came out of a place of secluded insecurity, you still felt the necessity to defend yourself. if you played his game, it would make him subconsciously doubt himself, and possibly believe the things that he was saying were true.

“do i?” the beta pried. liam made directories closer towards you, taking steps to discern your defence, letting his hand ravel up, and close around the front of your neck. your breath instantly hitched, as he wordlessly stated the power he had over you; not to mention, he was stronger, and he was irked, meaning that he would go to any lengths to prove his point, or lack of one.

“liam.” your hands came up to scratch at the exterior of his, worried that he would do some prominent damage, but rather than releasing his grip, he tightened his fist, triggering a hitch in your breath, and a uncoordinated, surprising moan to fly from your lips, as though your body was inherently howling at him for more.

“does my girlfriend like that? i think she likes daddy having his hand around her throat, don’t you baby? are you daddy’s dirty girl?” his slick words made your brain disintegrate into a contortion of confusion; more specifically, riddled with uncertainty, searching for a reason as to why his mature words were affecting you so.

there was no question about the matter, he was well adorned with the specifics of how it was affecting you. the reverberating of your heart thumped in his ears, like drums of a sacred matter, telling him how your hormones crazed, thundering with potential submission, that alternately had your knees quaking, fighting to remain standing.

then, there was the intoxicating aroma that scaled up to his nose from between your legs. that alone was a dead give away, he was lucky that it hadn’t killed him in the dead of night yet. being apart from you for so long had drove him borderline insane, one touch from you had him swooning, wanting nothing more for your hands to drift and intimately pet him.

phone calls, as erotic as some of them were, was just enough. the two of you were sectioned off for education in different counties, the distance pained him, in more ways than one. sometimes he’d wake up with a throbbing appendage between his thighs, begging for attention, more specifically, yours.

his hand got by, completing the job, but it wasn’t the same as the feeling of your sweet velvet walls encasing him likes an umbrella pouch, hugging his shaft tight as he rammed his length inside of you, preening moans of ecstasy out of your sinful mouth. the thought of such scenarios would have hun instantly hard in the school showers, leaving him frustrated for the rest of the day.

and though you had returned for a couple of weeks, he remained prominently stressed, never having enough contact with your skin that he had missed so much. he wished for nothing more than to spend it in a godforsaken rut, trapping you in the confines of his bed as he thrust in and out of you, but it so happened that isn’t how your return had panned out.

the luxury of the bed was not present, in its place was the soft breeze prickling at your skin, making every lingering, and restraining touch that he gave to it that more sensual. it was like nature was biting at your skin, plucking up the courage to adorn your flesh in small bumps, coercing your nipples into being erect, although, that was admittedly not all down to the wispy air.

your boyfriend had turned you on, his methods of doing so far different from anything that he had ever embraced before. whom would have ever thought that the once youngest member of the mccall pack would not forlorn in his youth, but instead want to demean his title as something as sexual as ‘daddy’? you sure as didn’t, but you couldn’t deny, it was kind of hot.

okay, more than hot, a lot more. “answer me y/n.” that’s right, you had gotten swept away with this whole new side to your partner, to say that you were drooling was an understatement, if he pointed it out, you’d blame it on him choking you. choking you! damn, he really had been reading up on some kinky shit whilst you were away.

“i do.” it was an honest answer, traded from you to him. though, it wasn’t entirely what he wanted to hear, you recognised that as he promptly squeezed your air way, causing your tongue to dip out of your mouth as you momentarily gasped for an ounce of breath. to spare you a second to respond, he pardoned his grip, stroking down the side of your face with the back of his stern hand.

“answer properly this time babe, else, i’ll fuck you over the swing set.” gulping, you locked eyes with liam, rubbing your thighs together at his prospect, inhaling heavily, as you felt him soothe his thumb rub upon the crevice of your chin, moisturising your own saliva into your skin.

“i love you choking me, daddy.” the word had a strange affect on your body as it rolled almost effortlessly off your tongue. instantly, verbalising the phrase had you feeling meek under the cold gaze of your boyfriend, a smirk ruling his face, as he clasped his knuckles into the dips of your waist, tugging you close.

“good girl.” he ushered the words into your ear as though he were a pro at doing so, lowering his palms to grab both your ass cheeks, a shocked squeal clawing out of the colander of your throat. “but i’m still going to fuck you over it, and i expect you to grasp onto the chains like you’re holding on for your life, and wail like a banshee that you are all mine.”

a slither of a sound, radiating utter betrothal escaped your withering lips, it was something between noise of a whimper, and a small moan. liam took that, and rightfully so, as approval to proceed with his intentions, and thus, he lead you through the gravel of the empty playground, directing his footsteps to the swings, and pushing you to be in front of him.

he bent your waist a little, so that you were hunched over, offering the perfect angle to generate pleasure for the both of you, as he began to tug your jeans down, letting the tight material meet with the croons of your ankles, and remain tethered around them.

“shit, you’ve already soaked through your panties baby.” liam soothed his fingers over the wet patch that opted through the thin material, brushing directly over your sensitive bundle of nerves, causing your mouth to wantonly drop open, in a silent beckon for more. “i can smell you too, you know, and damn, do you smell fucking divine.”

“daddy please.” the beg fell comfortably from you, there was no sudden recital to saying it once more. peculiarly, it felt natural, the dynamic between you and your partner being a stable structure to begin exploring further aspects that spectated in intimacy.

“sit on the seat, daddy will help you out darling.” trailing around the side of the metal structure, you carefully strode to do as liam has said, perching your ass on the swing, it lightly swaying from the impact of your weight upon the small dipped hammock. “there we go.”

liam knelt, scathing his covered knees upon the ground, as he ran his eager palms along the insides of your thighs, plucking at the band of your panties, before shuffling them down far enough so that he had all the access that he hungered for. the brisk whim that waded through the nighttime air had your pussy clenching, feeling the cold integrate against your folds, as liam puckered his lips.

he blew hot air upon your labia, enforcing your grip around the malleable metal chains to tighten, as you lightly shuffled the way that you were sat, spreading your legs a little wider, as your toes scratched relentlessly inside your socks, digging the front of your sneakers into the tarmac below.

your boyfriend leant forwards, swiping his tongue up your folds, causing you to press your head back, as you airily sighed from the contact, loving the way that his tongue delved around the area of your clit, swirling the bud in his mouth, as his teeth gently pinched the sensitive fumble of flesh.

“li- ah, daddy.” he had nipped at your outer lips, serving his actions as a form to correct how you had labelled him. “fuck, you’re so good with your tongue- shit.” his tongue slipped down into your entrance, thrusting the part of himself in and out of you, as you almost fell out of the swing seat.

“mmh.” your so called daddy hummed, sucking once more on your clit, before pulling his head away, as he stood, dragging you with him to force you to stand, delving his saturated tongue into the depths of your mouth, giving you no other option than to taste yourself on his buds. “what do you say baby?” his hand crawled into your hair as he bit his lip, staring with heavy lids at your flushed expression.

“thank you daddy.” a strong nod, he swiftly rotated you around, giving a light smack to your ass cheek, pinching the flesh, as he hurriedly undressed his bottom half, after fishing a loose packaged condom out of his back pocket. his tongue toyed with his top lip, as he ripped open the plastic square, rolling the condom onto his erect cock, giving himself a couple of jerks, as he steadied himself behind where you had hunched over once more.

he grasped his heavy cock, sliding his length through your smothered folds, teasing you as he tapped your clit, resting his hips flush against your own, as he pressed inside of you, causing an elongated string of obscene sounds to cast out of your mouth, playing a tune out of your melodically fawned lips.

a grunt tore itself out of his chest, as he clenched his fine jaw, digging his thumbs into your ass cheeks, as he began to move; delving deep within you, before pulling out of your tight walls, and rutting himself back inside of you. “fuck, feels so good da- ah!”

your natural sounds of pleasure drowned the surrounding area in an epitome of adulterated musings. adjoined with the sounds of liam’s skin slapping against your own, it was a surprise that no one had intervened, nor walked by. though, liam would have heard if they were in a nearby radius, with his supernatural hearing, that he had gotten through a set of canines digging urgently into his wrist, as he hung solemnly off the side of the hospital.

“you’re all mine, you hear that? those frat boys can keep their pervy gazes off of my girl, otherwise i guess i’ll just have to pay you a visit, and fuck you loud enough for anyone to hear.” he began panting, flowing his breath down upon your lower back. “yeah, you like that idea baby girl, how about i take over in the lecture hall and bend you over that desk, drilling into your tight cunt in front of every one so that they know that you belong to me?”

his half conceived promises, his taunting of you had you rolling closer to the edge, backing your hips backwards as you urgently met with his thrusts, forcing him to hip deeper into your cervix, a light growl prowling out of his chest, as he leant against you, angling his waist lower as he thrust upwards, his chest flat against your back.

“yes- fuck! please daddy, i wou- love that. love for you to fuck me for everyone to see, fill me with your cum, make me cu-um.” his heated breath strained against your skin, as your eyes fluttered, feeling succumbed to a white flush inside your veins, your body halting with it’s stability, resting helplessly over the swing seat, a she kept you steady.

“all mine.” your boyfriend stated, as he made you fall over the edge, ravenously thrusting into you to chase his own high. “gonna fucking cum.” a minor roar yelped out of his mouth, as his eyes strung shut, his shoulders relaxing as he emptied his seed into the condom, pulling out of your sopping cunt, as he removed the layer of protection, throwing it successfully in a bin a few feet away.

hazily, you went to stand, liam helping you pull your bottoms up, as he did so to himself too. he held you up, as he hoisted a passionate kiss onto your lips, a satisfied smile on his face once he pulled away. “i miss you so much when you’re away, i love you y/n/n.”

an appeased expression faulted your expression, as you reached up to entwine your hands together at the back of his neck. “i’m all yours li, or should i call you daddy?” you teased, causing a blush to fathom the apples of his cheeks. he looked down, an embarrassed poise covering his face.

“shut up.” he jokingly prompted, wrapping his arm around your shoulders as he began to walk you home, as you continued to tease him about his newly revealed kink, or multiple.

[twinkleimagines]

* Don’t be jealous princess*

You and Drew have been dating for over a year now, you had actually gotten together right after Chase and Maddie has. Usually you weren’t the jealous type but when you noticed that your boyfriend spent more time with Your shared friend Maddie than he did with you it had started to bother you.

“ hey chase” you spoke as you saw your friend and coworker from the show OBX’s face pop up on your screen.

“ howdie y/n what’s up?” He responded running his hands through his hair fluffing it out.

“ howdie howdie” you responded smiling down at your phone. “ I was gonna go live later this afternoon on the obx page and I was gonna see if you and Maddie wanted to join me at some point” you responded , flopping down on your sofa.

“ uhm duh” he beamed out.

“ awesome “ you responded nodding your head . “ where is Maddie ?”

“ oh she’s at Drew’s” you sat still for a Monet, your brows furrowing together.

“ huh” you responded, a frown placing on your face. “ that’s funny” you responded. It was really to yourself but Chase heard you.

“ what?” He asked getting curious himself.

“ Drew hasn’t talked to me all day” you responded softly, the expression showing clear on your face.

“ oh” was all chase could say, not really knowing what to say.

“ does it not bother you?”

“ what?”

“ they’re Always together Chase. “ you responded. Chase sighed heavily looking out one of his bedroom windows , thinking how to respond to your statement .

“ well, we’re all so close . The whole group. And they live in the same apartment complex. I’m also always busy so I can’t be around as much. “ you nodded slightly agreeing with him.

“ but” chases interrupted causing you to look back up at the phone. “ Drew could at least tell you he’s with her. If Maddie didn’t tell me and didn’t text me all day that would definitely have me worrying. “

“ I know! I feel like all day I’m fighting for his attention and they’re always together. It use to not bother me but when I’m waiting until the end of the day to hear from Drew just to find out he’s been with her all day is beyond annoying”. Chase nodded sighing heavily. You could tell by what all you were saying was starting to cause a concern for him as well.

“ I’m sorry chase I just-“

“ no no I get it y/n I do” he responded . “ I don’t personally think there is anything going on between the two of them but I would talk with Drew just to clear up and confusion and stuff” he suggested . You both spoke for another 30 minutes before hanging up. You sighed before attempting to call Drew, his phone going straight to voicemail which only angered you. You sighed with frustration as you dialed maddies number, pressing speaker as you waited for her to answer.

“ hey y/n” she responded with her bubbly voice.

“ hey” you responded kind of stern. It was honestly harder than you thought it would be to hide the envious of her being with your boyfriend .

“ what’s up you okay?” She asked , noticing the tone in your voice.

“ yeah” you responded, hardly convincing. “ where’s Drew?” You asked .

“ hold on” she said her tone lowering .

“ here Drew, it’s y/n” she said . You could hear her say in the back ground ‘ I think she’s upset’ before you heard Drew answer.

“ hey princess” he responded. You frowned, you were so happy to hear his voice but you wanted to be with him so bad and you hated how you were feeling jealous over his friendship with Maddie.

“ hey babe” you sighed out. “ what are you doing?”

“ I brought Maddie some of mommas casserole and then we’ve been playing board games. What are you up to princess ?” You rolled your eyes of the image of Drew and Maddie playing board games but quickly shook your head pushing those angered thoughts away.

“ well…. I was waiting on you” you replied softly, messing with the strings on your pajama shorts .

“ waiting on me?” He responded . You scoffed slightly. Of course he’d forget.

“ my OBX live is within the next hour, you were going to come over remember ? “ you exclaimed.

“ ahh… shit princess I’m sorry my phones been dead so I hadn’t even paid attention to the time. I’ll come over” he said moving around.

“ No no it’s okay, you won’t get here in time anyways..” there was a moment of silence between the two of you before Drew spoke up excitedly.

“ you can just add me and Maddie to your live!” He suggested excitedly . You pushed your lips together in frustration, squinting your eyes In anger.

“ yeah sure ok” you responded without much enthusiasm but Drew hadn’t caught on.

“ awesome princess I’ll charge my phone okay I love you “ he said .

“ I love you too” you said before hanging up.

“ ughhh” you groaned before throwing yourself back against your couch.

****

“ okay thanks chase we’re gonna bring Maddie and Drew on next ! “ you said into your phone. You had been on Instagram live with chase for a good 45 minutes , answering wild questions from the fans , waiting for Drew to text you that they were ready to come in the live .

“ okay love you y/n bye guys!” Chase said before ending his side of the chat.

“ okay let’s get Drew and Maddie on” you said quietly before biting your bottom lip as you searched Drew’s name in the view list .

“There they are!” You beamed before clicking Drew’s name .

“ hiiiiii!” Maddie said excitedly waving into the camera. Drew was sitting next to her on her couch, waving into the camera. You could feel the jealously pooling back through but this time you really had to hide it since over 20k people were watching . You had only been 5 minutes into it with Drew and Maddie when you started noticing comments from the views mentioning how it was weird that Drew was with Maddie and not you. You had even seen one comment

‘DREW- why are you not with your GF????’

You watched Madelyns face to see if she would notice the comments too and you could tell she had seeing as her smile went away. The live didn’t last much longer considering most the comments were nothing but shaming Drew and Madelyn for being together and not with you or Chase. It blew your mind since the fans never really pointed it out when it was chase on live with them but when it was you it was like that’s all they could speak on.

***

You were awoken from your nap to the sound of your doorbell ringing, your living room dark as it was night time.

“ coming” you said pulling one of Drews t-shirt down that he had left over at your house.

“ hey princess “ Drew said as you opened the door, a set of flowers. You were honestly very excited to see him, but being annoyed as to how much he’s being leaving your out for Madelyn was over powering your excitement.

“ thanks” you mumbled while grabbing the bouquet of flowers before stepping out of the door way letting him in.

“ I’m sorry I’m sent here for the live but I figured movie night can make up for it “ he said, his tall figure slouching down pecking your cheek.

“ sure” you answered walking towards your kitchen, grabbing a glass of water.

“ comedy? Horror?” Drew questioned following behind you. You sighed as you felt his large hands wrap around your waste, “ romance” he said seductively in your ear. You pushed his hands away stepping away from him.

“ Drew stop” you said walking towards your counter, pushing your hair behind your hair.

“ princess what’s wrong?” He asked, genuinely concerned. You furrowed your eyebrows, almost in anger at the fact he was being so clueless to it all.

“ really drew?” You responded . You really didn’t want to be one of those toxic controlling girlfriends, but you knew if you didn’t bring it to attention it was going to honestly eat you alive.

“Y/n what’s wrong?” He stated straight into his figure up looking at you with confusion.

“ ugh” you scoffed, throwing your hands up. “ isn’t it obvious?” Drew just looked at you dumbfounded and completely lost.

“ I miss my boyfriend “ you stated , leaning back against the counter , looking down at the floor.

“ what? Princess what are you talking about?” He said walking towards you.

“ we’ll drew, we’ve been together for over a year and yet you’re with Madelyn more than you are with me. And it’s becoming like an excessive amount.” You stated, pushing your hair back. He chuckled slightly, shaking his head.

“ are you fucking laughing ?” You scolded pushing yourself up off the counter .

“ yes I am “ he stated crossing his arms as he propped himself against the counter next to you. “ are you jealous?” He replied in a mocking tone, clearly amused. You went to speak but nothing coming out as you didn’t know how to respond.

“ don’t be jealous princess”

You rolled your eyes before brushing past him, purposely brushing your shoulder into his bicep since his figured towered over you. “ whatever Drew don’t take me serious then” you spatted out before flopping down on your couch , pulling your phone out.

“ princess I do take you serious” he said before standing in front of you , looking down at you. “ it’s just you’re so cute when you’re jealous, especially when you have nothing to be jealous about” he replied before grabbing your hands, pulling you up to stand with him. “ all of us are just such close friends, and Madelyn lives below me so we’re just closest to eachother when we need company. There’s nothing going on between us princess you never have to worry about that” you looked over looking around in your kitchen, not wanting to look him in the eyes.

“ I don’t mean to be jealous” you said still not making Eye contact. “ but when my boyfriend is with another girl s day and can’t even call me or text me at all the whole day… kind of hard to not question things. “ he sighed heavily nodding.

“ yeah honestly that was kind of shitty of me. I got lost in time and I had my phone up and - it doesn’t matter. I’ll do better princess. “ he said before leaning down to kiss your lips. You sighed with relief into the kiss, wrapping your arms tightly around his abdomen, pulling his muscular figure against yours. You giggled as he moved his lips from your cheek down to your neck , and then back up again to peck a quick one on the tip of your nose.

“ so” he said , holding your face in his hands. “ comedy, horror, or romance?” He asked again, with a big smirk playing on his face. You shrugged knowing the smile he was giving meant you guys weren’t going to make it through the movie anyways.

“ what ever “ you responded staring at his plump bottom lip, fantasizing about pressing against it once again.

“ whatever” he mocked before leaning down again to kiss you, this time his hands landing on your bottom, giving it a squeeze.

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