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// blog updateâ like i said some time ago i will be clearing my mutuals list a bit through the week. more importantly, i am adding a rule concerning interactions.
i have to stress out that this is by no means petty drama or "she said he said so i have beef with them", this is not any petty thing such as stealing icons or headcanons or whatever. it's about genuinely concerning predatory grooming behavior that under other circumstances like irl situations it is serious enough to be likely considered criminal by some. it's something i'm begging all of you to take seriously, i have NEVER before in any rp blog in my years on the platform felt such a strong need to make a DNI and try to cut off someone completely from my curated space.
If you choose to write with Grim/Barghest/whatever other name he chooses to go by, I would prefer to break mutuals. He has shown repeated toxic behavior towards many people, including manipulating and gaslighting, and predatory behavior towards someone that started at the time this person was a minor, including inappropriate messages, to say this lightly. There are screenshots that I can share if so requested, screenshots that have been posted by both the affected person previously and then by Grim himself trying to recontextualize them to both victim blame and make himself the victim.
You are free to interact with Grim as you wish, and this is in no way an ultimatum, I just cannot in any way see this individual on my dash since it frankly does make me physically ill knowing what he has done, and I want to curate my space for my own wellbeing. I'm sorry if this upsets anyone, but I genuinely cannot in good conscience pretend I did not see what happened and act as if everything is fine, and I don't want to simply water down something this inexcusable.
My DMs are open if anyone wants to ask anything concerning this post, and if you feel you need to block me and leave, I understand.
#ă ooc . ă Ď Â power off .#// i cannot in good conscience tag this as drama. i swear and promise it literally is not#like i cannot overstate how serious this is#ngl idk if i can be here today just the visceral reaction of seeing him around again was enough to make me sick idk how i haven't thrown up#my hands are just a little shaky i don't know how i managed to type this#i don't know if i'll reblog this or not later on just#im begging you guys to take this seriously#i have never made this kind of post before#and i've been here on tumblr since 2016 through some of the worst rpcs according to people#i just want everyone to stay safe that's really it it's scary#if you've heard of aku this is close honestly
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hereâs the isaness guy asking for isaness. assuming no one else has asked
I understood isaness just recently. I'm so sorry it took me so long.
I, personally, could see them as a couple or as friends, what I reaaaaaally want from them in canon is a conversation where Isagi's football focused way of thinking (accidentally or intentionally. preferably the former) gets through Ness' emotional attachments (to SOMEONE.) & insecurities and whatnot, you know? I don't Ness to be fixed instantly because of it but I do want him to be impacted by something Isagi says to him. This all makes more sense in my mind đ
Though, I would like to know what you guys (@ isaness nation) think Isagi could see in Ness, that's one of the things that kept me from being super into it all this time
#i would like to hear thoughts...#im actually worried abt ness tho#like seriously#i cant picture how their assumed future interaction wld work in canon#isagi has hiori already#would having ness on his side actually help him#or would it just be taking something from kaiser#if its the latter im worried abt how itll be handled#like he's just a dog (point and laugh guys) switching owners???!!1! kaneshiro do not disrespect ness pleas im begging you
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the fact that there are people who genuinely believe amanda bynes had an abortion at thirteen (father of unborn child being dan schneider) is soooo fucking baffling to me. like besties one twitter account made that claim and like sure. i guess in theory anythingâs possible. but if i see you saying thatâs a fact with ur whole chestâŚ.. uve gotta go back to media literacy 101
#sobbing tbh#I keep seeing people on tiktok saying this and itâs KILLING ME#like yall all just heard that from each other!!!!!#apparently thereâs a mild conspiracy theory that that Twitter account is secretly run by Amanda herself#but until I see her talking about it or some fucking evidence then it is simply not true#why would you say that though đđđđđ like of all the things to start a rumor about#like maybe im crazy but i feel like they wouldâve locked dan up for that one#do you guys seriously believe her parents let her get an abortion KNOWING dan was the one who raped her and then DIDNT take him to court????#im begging you all to think for two seconds
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#'consider things before you do them.'#SERIOUSLY#that fucking just makes my heart stab#I'm constantly thinking that's why I'm not even living I'm just playing a painful game of chess mentality 24/7#why does he have to be so mean???!#why does everyone get to talk to me like im garbage but the MINUTE I would say a word I'd be wrong and the fucking bad guy#I wish I was ducking dead I can't believe this#I hate the fact that the only reason I have for not killing myself if just fear of what would happen if I FAIL#im not even afraid of dying im just afraid of MY OWN FAMILY#fuck.#there's literally no point to me existing#I hate that every day I just#fuck#I don't know if any days go by where I don't wanna milk myself#I feel sick to my stomach I hate myself so much why can't I just fucking do things#why can't I do anything right#im always fucking uo somehow I can't take it anymore im im so much pain#im tired of being sad and wanting to die all the time I hate this stupid stupid body I just wanna be dead#I can't ducking take it anymore im going insane#I wanna die so bad why can't God just kill me I beg and pray so much#I don't want my family to be mad at me#but I need to fucking go and escape and die I can't take this#why am o such a fucking idiot no matter what I do nothing is right im sosososo owed and sad and sucideal and I just wanna be done#what is the the point of all I do is fuck yo#im just a stupid fuck ip I can't take the pain anymore
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I LOVE THE CAMERA SO, SO MUCHâAND THE CAMERA LOVES ME ! / / xavier , zayne, rafayel & sylus . . .
ever since you went viral on the internet, your relationship has become the evvy and dream of users globally. just what about you guys was so groundbreaking?
warnings: f!reader, established relationship, modern!au without the monster protocore stuff, ooc!sylus??? this is my first time writing him im scared, internet fame, fluff, suggestive on zayne's part, relationship tingz mostly inspired by douyin couple tiktoks (im so lonely brah.)
w/c: 2.15k (500-600 each)
author's note: if u guys can figure out what photo reference i ws talking ab in zayne's ily (hint hint that one nanami fanart) also did u guys peep the rv reference in the title??? art cred: angye on twt
XAVIER didn't think that he'd go viral for something as silly as interupting your tiktok by carrying you away, then again he didn't even know you posted it.
it didnt just go viral because the two of you were in the cutest matching hoodies, but because he swept you off your feet so smoothly and almost effortlessly.
soon after that, comments flooded your page gushing about how they'd wish they had a boyfriend as clingy and affectionate as him, and you two had started a new trend.
after that video, many followed you because they fell in love with you and your relationship, almost begging for more crumbs of you two. your page was then full of the two of you more so than before, photos of you two in onesies cuddling, stargazing, and even little day-to-day vlogs.
your fans just kept eating them up, and he had to deal with the impending consequences of it.
"XAVIER, come pose with me!"
the grey-blond haired man sighed, dragging his feet towards you. "don't you think we're done? we've taken so many already..."
you raise a brow, "we didnt take any this whole week? cmoon, the camera's rolling, let's do that dance i taught you!"
"but it's late, and i wanna go to sleep... we can take some tomorrow morning or something..."
you give him the sternest look you could muster, and he generates the biggest puppy eyes he'd ever done, looking down at you with a small pout as his hands hung loosely around your waist.
"a kiss then?"
you roll your eyes affectionately, "you can have your kiss after this i promise! pleaaaseee xavier?"
it seemed that he wasn't gonna take no as an answer, as he kept leaning in towards you, determined as ever.
your face was burning as you chuckle nervously, leaning away from him. he slowly inched closer, until you were at a point where you could go no further without any help.
realizing you had no other choice, you sighed with a pout of your own, and XAVIER took this as a chance to pull you closer and press a kiss to your lips, making you giggle. you pressed your fingers lightly to his lips as he swayed you side to side, and you couldn't help but laugh and follow suit.
"XAVIER!"
you posted the video not long after that, a cute song in the background to cover the sounds of your voices. within just 2 hours, it went viral, taking its spot as your number one video.
"ughhhhhh is this too much to ask for?"
"if you look closely you'll see me laying on the street."
"u guys r my fav couple ever pls don't ever break up!!!"
it was safe to say you never got your dance.
ZAYNE took quiet pride in being your boyfriendâand he took it very seriously as well. he'd fuss over you even more than before, making sure you were okay at all times
you'd joke about how he was acting more as your husband than your boyfriend. he'd brush your comments aside, saying you think too much (funnily enough his ears were quite red)
your relationship went viral due to the sillyness you brought into it, the little antics you'd pull around him as you two would go through your day-to-day life being the highlight of the week for your viewers
but what really made you two so popular was in the gentleness he'd treat you with. his words may seem curt and blunt, but his actions said anything but that. in your mini vlogs, ZAYNE would display tiny gestures of affection, ranging from delicately fixing your jewelry and carrying your purse to zipping up your dress and putting your heels on for you.
"hey god... it's me again..."
"i want a rich doctor bf too!"
"my parentsssss <3"
your viewers would nitpick at every little thing, hundreds of fan edits taking over the app by storm, and you'd repost every single one of them
"ZAYNE! i'm home! sorry, usually i'd be the one to be early but the association had-"
you stopped, frowning as you realized the lights were off, the only source of light coming from your kitchen. making your way there, you were met with the back of your boyfriend, seemingly working very hard on something.
"zayne?"
he turned around, greeting you with a soft look of surprise. "oh. you're here." he stepped towards you, and now you could see that he was wearing an apron over a dress shirt and pants.
"go to your room. i left a change of clothes for you on your bed."
you looked at him confusedly before realization and guilt struck you. "...oh! oh my gosh, i'm so sorry! i forgot it was our anniversary! i'll-"
you shut up as he looks at you with an amused lift of his brow, taking this as your cue to go get changed.
turns out, ZAYNE had taken a day off without you realizing it. he spent the day getting your apartment ready for your anniversary. and he had everything set alright.
"i can't believe you did all of this yourself... i mean- wow..."
you two enjoyed a nice candlelit dinner with your favorite foods and drinks, and you kept having to resist the urge to just tug him closer with his tie and plant kisses all over his face.
wait, unless...
"ZAYNE, could you come here?"
ZAYNE thought the two of you were done, wanting to spend the rest of the night with you in his arms-it turns out you had a different idea
"you still haven't gotten your reward."
you uploaded a new post to your instagram page, captioned "my sweet doctor <3" with pictures of your dinner that night
and on the very last slide, was a picture of him turned to the side with lipstick covered kiss marks over his face and shirt, ears a pretty shade of red, and your hand pulling him in by his tie
your fans could only ever imagine what happened after that
it was just after your date with RAFAYEL at the aquarium did the topic of who his lover was striked appeal to the media. apparently, some fans recognized him and sneakily took photos.
at first, he was annoyed by it, but after seeing compilations of videos where he'd see you two, he supposed it wouldn't hurt to indulge the public.
soon after that, his pages both on instagram and tiktok had tiny easter eggs of you, whether it be your clothes, a second of you in the background of his videos or even in his paintings.
the comments would be full of "did u guys see the ___ in the background?" or "to have a painter as a bf... im jealous..."
to fuel the fire, you'd feed your already large fanbase your own easter eggs of him. one of his paintings in the background, a shirt of his on your couch, a split second of your wallpaper shown, etc.
you were just having fun, you didn't expect anything to really come out of the antics you both were pulling in front of the public.
however, you both thought wrong, as it didn't take long for the people to put two and two together.
"RAFAYEL... my legs hurt... when are the fireworks gonna start?"
"shhh just be patient, we can stop here if you want?"
you two were at one of the largest beach festivals at linkon, and after a whole day of running around and trying everything, your legs had gotten sore.
you and RAFAYEL sit down on the cool sand, the water from the waves inching closer and closer. you could hear the commotion coming from the festival, but all you could focus on right now were the waves in front of you.
"ugh... you're right. all that running around has made me exhausted. don't be surprised if you have to carry me home."
you flick him on his forehead as he weakly puts his hands up in surrender and lays down on the sand. you lay beside him, your arm propping your head up.
"i had fun today though. it's felt like ages since we went somewhere in public together."
he hums, pulling your hand towards him to rest on his face. "yeah... its too much... maybe we should just settle down back at-"
"oh my god, is that RAFAYEL? and... is that his girlfriend!?"
you quickly turn around and were met with a group of fangirls. you turn back around to rafayel to see him already sat up, motioning for you to follow him.
"i know you said you were tired but..."
you read his mind instantly, getting up and grabbing his hand. you both start to run away from the clicks and flashes of the paparazzi, giggling and laughing while doing so.
the fireworks had finally started behind you.
after that whole fiasco, you and RAFAYEL retired to his bedroom back at his studio, breathless and exhausted.
as you two soundly slept, the internet was currently in shambles after finding out your secret relationship, leaked photos of you two running together and getting into your car having made it on every platform.
and as his phone rang with notifications, he had an inkling of what happened.
"whatever..." he thinks tiredly as he pulls the covers over you and him.
"...i can deal with that tomorrow."
SYLUS was never shy in showing you off as his girlfriend, but never once discouraged nor encouraged your moves to post the two of you together
yet the moment you posted the huge bouquet of roses he'd sent to your apartment via luke and kieran and it blew up, it was almost like he was urging you to show him off
you didn't even mean for it to go that big, you just thought they were pretty
and yet, he'd sneak in small comments during your conversations like "the view here is pretty, wanna comemorate it?" or "look, our outfits are matching, i could get kieran to take a picture of us together if you'd like?"
you'd taken the hint pretty quickly, rolling your eyes as you brushed it off each time, until you had a change of heart one day
you posted a video of you touring the city on his motorcylce, one hand wrapped around his torso and the other holding your phone, showing off the view and the well, broad, shoulders and back of your boyfriend
and as you can probably tell, it went viral, with many users commenting how they'd wish they had their own biker boyfriend who'd take them across cities
he scrolls through the comments in his freetime, lips turned upwards and already planning your next hit
"SYLUS...? what's the meaning of... this?"
just a minute ago, SYLUS walked up to you and asked if you'd like to go shopping, that it was on him. you agreed hesitantly as you got up, suspicious of his intentions already.
and without giving you time to think, he picked you up with one arm and has not put you down since.
"well, i thought it'd be nice to treat you, it's been a while afterall."
"...we went to a michellin star restaurant like two days ago?"
"hm."
sighing, you reel your head back and notice a glint in the dark hallways of his manor, along with hushed voices and camera clicks.
was that... luke and kieran?
"wait, wait, wait, waitâ i think i saw luke and kieranâ"
he swiftly glaces behind you two with furrowed brows, and then gave you a small smirk. sometimes you can't tell if he's teasing you or not.
"pay them no mind, they're probably up to something again. best not to find out now."
he looks at you curiously, "or is this your way of saying you want out? i was gonna pay a visit to the claw machine with you... i heard they had a new limited edition plushie..."
your eyes snap back to his, "no, no! this is fine... i'm sure i was just imagining things."
he gives you a triumphant smile and keeps walking, yet your mind can't help but wander back to what those twins were doing...
and it turns out your suspicions were right all along, for after you came back home from a successful night of shopping, your phone was abuzz with notifications coming from your friends
luke and kieran had secretly recorded the two of you when he picked you up, and made sure to show the black card that was in SYLUS'S possesion
you'd have never thought he'd go along with a plan as silly as this with the two of them, but they were his assistants afterall.
later, you were bored out of your mind, so you decide to scroll through the comments.
"hows it feel to live my dream!?"
"i'll get it one day... one day...."
"if i ever had a boyfriend like that, i'd never let him rest."
and as you look over at the sleeping man beside you, you definitely understood them.
#. â rayya writes#i feel bad for the xavier fans his was def the shortest#LMFAOOO IM SORRY#love & deepspace#love and deepspace#love and deepspace xavier#love and deepspace zayne#love and deepspace rafayel#love and deepspace x reader#love and deepspace sylus#lnds xavier#lads xavier#xavier x you#xavier x reader#lnds zayne#lads zayne#zayne x you#zayne x reader#lnds rafayel#lads rafayel#rafayel x reader#rafayel x you#lnds sylus#lads sylus#sylus x reader#sylus x you#xavier#zayne#rafayel#sylus
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men who are just an absolute pain in the ass...
they're always stirring up some trouble. whether that be starting some drama between people or simply annoying people because they find it "funny"
or just straight up annoying YOU. their so-called "girlfriend". no matter what it seems like he'll never stop teasing you. he's always reminding you about the embarrassing time you tripped and fell in front of everybody at the grocery store, or the time you accidentally spat in him while talking super fast.
he's not only annoying. no. he's the most cocky and cunning bastard you've ever met in your whole life. seriously what guy whispers the most horny and lewd sentences into your ear, and then proceed to wear the most naive and innocent face ever. oh how you want to slap that stupid shit eating grin right off his face!
"remember last night when you were crying for my cock to fill you up? you looked so dumb begging f'me like that sweetheart... seriously"
"when we get home, I'm going to rip that skirt in half. you'd like that wouldn't you? you like it whenever I treat you like a worthless sexdoll, hm?"
and when you get home it's not a different story either. you're bent over the kitchen counter, the skirt being lifted up because you're boyfriend couldn't bother to at least take it off.
below you lay the new panties you just bought. not even a week ago. they're ripped in half all because your boyfriend couldn't spare another second to ease his angry erection. he doesn't care. why should he? he could always get you some new ones, he'll even help you pick them out
your hands are gripping the countertop tightly, holding on for dear life as the rapid feeling of skin slapping follows suit. your legs feel numb and your mind is gummylike, no thoughts. only the feeling of a pulsating cock being slammed in and out of you.
your boyfriend is behind you, groaning like a bitch in heat. he's so loud you wonder if the neighbors ever complain about him. hes whimpering out your name alongside many curses. you should really scold him for having such a potty mouth.
but why should you, he tugs on your hair just perfectly, making you look directly into his eyes. they're half lidded and look so pussy drunk and his mouth slightly agape. you'd hate to admit it but he looks so good all desperate and needy like this.
as your daydream slowly ends the reality of life hits you when you start to actually listen what your boyfriend's been rambling about. "fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck baby... shit im gonna fill ya up okay? shit keep looking at me like that pretty girl..." he cries.
"wait!- no don't!-" but it's too late. one last thrust and warm silky strings of cum shoot throughout your body, your boyfriends hips shaking as he fills you up.
"whoops!" he mutters from behind you.
that son of a bitch.
GOJO, geto, toji, SERO, bakugo, denki, dabi, HAWKS, DAZAI, eren, + any of ur favs!!
#jjk x reader#smut#jjk#jjk smut#gojo x reader#gojo smut#mha#mha smut#sero smut#denki smut#sero x reader#denki x reader#keigo x reader#keigo smut#dabi x reader#dabi smut#eren smut#eren x reader#getou suguru x reader#toji x you#bakugo x reader#bakugo smut#toji smut#dazai x reader#dazai smut
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Hide it - Matt Sturniolo
Summary: in which Matt hides his feelings for you, but eventually canât take it anymore.
Warnings: fluff, cursing,
A/N:
Matt couldnât hide it any longer. He couldnât hide his love for you. His feelings were hard to control when you were around. It was sickening. He didnât say anything about it, because he didnât want to hurt you or ruin the friendship you guys have. It was too important for, but he also couldnât stuff his feelings away any longer. He was in love with you and that was a problem.
Every time you hang out with Nick Mattâs in the room. Heâs always staring at you, but when you turn to look at him he quickly turns away. You didnât think much of it, until things changed. Matt started acting weird. He was always stuttering around you and didnât have proper conversations with you.
You had come to the tripletsâ house to make some pictures with Nick. The house was mostly quiet, only soft sounds were heard from Mattâs room. He was most likely playing fortnight. You sat down on the couch, waiting for Nick to return from his room.
âOh hey y/n..â you suddenly hear a voice say. You look at the figure, itâs Matt. A small smile forms on your face as you wave at him. He freezes at your smile, regretting his decision of coming out of his room. He was already getting nervous at the fact of his crush being infront of him. Suddenly a wave of confidence washes over him. It was now or never. âY/N i canât do this anymore.â He says, swallowing.
âCanât do what?â You ask, looking at him in confusion.
âI-â he runs his hand through his hair. Thereâs a moment of silence. He doesnât know what to say. He canât just say âhey im in love with you! Can we make out?â can he? Another deep breath leaves his mouth as he tries to get himself together. âFucking hell..â He holds his breath as he looks into your eyes to see any kind of reaction. âCanât you see how obsessed i am with you?â A surprised sound leaves your mouth. You donât say anything for a while, surprised by his confession.
âJesus Y/N, say something please.â He begs. His nervousness gets worse within seconds. Did you hate him now? âI- you like me?â You ask. Realization hits you hard. He actually likes you. Your mind goes blank at the thought, all your thoughts vanishing. He slides both his hands into his pockets, hiding how badly heâs sweating.
âYes Y/N and im tired of you not noticing! I tried everything to make you look at me, yet itâs not working.â He groans mentally, blaming himself for raising his voice at you. âSorry⌠i-â he starts, but gets cut off when you slam your lips against his. This kiss was everything he needed. Everything he needed to know you had the same feeling about him and it was amazing. It wasnât passionate, just full of love and desperation.
Your hands slide into his hair, gently pulling at it to get closer. His hands go down your sides, gripping you tightly. You slowly start backing up into a wall, which he does too. Then he pulls back to get some air. You look up into his blue eyes, smiling. He smiles back almost immediately, wiping your hair out of your face. âThat was..â he chuckles, still a hit breathless. âSo fuckinâ amazing.â
Suddenly you hear a laugh behind you. You turn around to see Nick standing there. He had watched the whole scene and was laughing by it. Matt rolls his eyes, before looking away. âTook you long enough, kid. Will you stop bothering me now youâve kissed the girl?â Nick smiles, before looking at you. âHe wouldnât stop talking about you. Seriously. It was so tiring.â
A small smile forms on your face. You look at Matt whoâs now filled up with embarrassment. âIâll leave you guys alone. Letâs do the pictures another time, alright?â Nick suggests. You nod, knowing you need time to let this sink in and spend some time with Matt.
This was gonna be great.
no nut november fic 3! I hope yall like thisđ (also i wont be posting as much since i need to learn for assignments and stuff</3)
#matt sturniolo#matthew sturniolo#chris sturniolo#christopher sturniolo#nick sturniolo#nicolas sturniolo#sturniolo triplets#sturniolo#sturniolo fanfic#sturniolo imagine#sturniolo x reader#sturniolo fluff#matt sturniolo fluff#fluff#no nut november#nnn
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Can I request hcs about the batboys being a top/switch/bottom please? đ
đĽA/n: YESSSSS!!! btw i will be yapping ab the differences between sub/bottom and dom/top ��
đĽCharacter(s): Dick Grayson x reader, Jason Todd x reader, Bruce Wayne x reader
đĽCw: smut, dom/sub dynamics, implied switch!reader, switch!character
đĽminors dni
Dick Grayson:
i feel like Dick is a pleasure dom, he cares a lot about making you feel good and that often leads to him bottoming while still being dominant. he likes when you ride him and take what you need, but he simultaneously wants to be in control
out of the three, Dick is probably the most naturally dominant and is the one to prefer domming the most- i think he's a bit of a control freak like that, he won't outwardly show it but submitting is just something that doesn't come naturally to him
however, i do think he gets worked up a lot and needs to get his mind off of things, so that would be an opportunity for him to enter a more submissive role. that would take a bit of time, but once he trusts you, Dick will definitely be down to sub.
prefers to be a subtop, he likes rutting into you desperately and having you coo and tease him for taking you so desperately
as i've previously stated, when he's domming, Dick is a pleasure dom. your pleasure comes before his, and he's very adamant about making you feel good. while he's down to try anything that you want, he wouldn't be into physically hurting you or super hardcore bdsm, but i do think he can be a bit mean at times. he's a HUGE tease with insane stamina and will edge you for literal hours until your begging, then overstimulate you until you cry
however, when it comes to subbing? he's either a whiny brat or a genuine sweetheart.
when he's bratty, Dick will tease you and mock you for not fucking him hard enough, he wants you to be mean to him and fuck him absolutely stupid until theres not a single thought left in his brain
he's also into kinkier things, he wants you to treat him like the mindless slut he knows he can be. its kind of a corruption kink, in the sense that everyone always views him as the perfect golden child. you're the only one who gets to see how needy and horny he actually is, and he genuinely views subbing as an opportunity for him to be as kinky and depraved as he would like without judgement. it's actually kind of sweet that he feels safe enough around you to show you that side of him
speaking of sweet, Dick is not always a brat when subbing. sometimes, everything is a bit too much, and instead of wanting to be fucked out of his mind, he just wants to be taken care of. these days, he's more clingy during sex, needing your praise and attention at all times. Dick is a lot more susceptible to slipping into subspace during these times, in which he'll cry and cling to you, desperate for just one more climax.
a lot of the time his brattiness will slowly melt into his softer, needier side, and theres an important distinction between the two. when he's acting out and being bratty, Dick craves your attention, and enjoys being degraded and mocked. however, when he's more emotionally vulnerable and soft, he can't take any degradation without crying.
after subbing, Dick is a lot clingier during aftercare as well, especially if you were being mean to him. please reassure him you didn't mean anything that you said when degrading him, he's still in a sensitive state of mind and needs that reassurance
overall, i think the sexual roles Dick falls into most are pleasure dom and sort of a pillow princess sub (yes ik thats a wlw term but idk how else to describe it im sorry đ) and he's overall very versatile during sex
Jason Todd:
bottom đŤľđŤľđŤľ
in all seriousness though, Jason is a very versatile switch in my opinion. he's a lot more inclined to subbing than the others, and is actually more comfortable bottoming than topping. he's a strong guy, he's fucking huge, and he's constantly afraid of accidentally hurting you. when he's bottoming, its eases some of his worries about accidentally crushing or hurting you
Jason is either a strict dom, a power bottom/dom bottom, or a genuine sub in my opinion.
some days he's a strict dom, and s but of a brat tamer. i also see him being a bit of a sadist, but only if you were 1000% into it and if you had established safewords. he's whispering filthy words in your ear and talking to you like your trash, but treating you so sweetly that your brain goes fuzzy. its just so confusing when he's fucking you so well, and every thought is engulfed by the rising pleasure in your abdomen.
Jason is any type of dom that you need, if you're tired and needy and want his attention, then he'll gladly take care of you and be all sweet and gentle. however, if you're acting out and being bratty on purpose to get a rise out of him, then he'll treat you as such.
he's a bit meaner like this, and while he's still prioritizing your pleasure, he's definitely the one in total control. however he's very insistent on using safe words and making sure your comfortable, he would never everrr want to hurt you
i think Jason would enjoy battling for dominance, especially if your a switch as well. theres something very carnal and attractive about you both struggling to stay in control, and seeing which one of you will end up on top
i also see Jason as a power bottom though, in all physical senses he's subbing but you both know he has control. this also makes him feel a bit safer about hurting you, as your the one taking what you need and controlling your position, however he still is the one calling the shots. he's sweeter like this, praising you and cooing sweet nothings as you ride him.
i do also believe he can be a sub tho. he prefers simultaneously subbing and bottoming, because while it is more vulnerable, it also gives him the opportunity to relax. when he's a sub and topping, Jason is often too fucked out to pay attention to how tight he's holding you and whether or not he's hurting you. being on the bottom assures him that he won't have to worry, and that he can just let his mind go blissfully blank. Jason is very comfortable subbing with someone he trusts, and he can be a bit of a masochist at times.
Jason is a very needy sub, he wants to be taken care of and fucked out of his mind. he's a lot more vocal when subbing, but still prioritizes your pleasure and comfort over his own.
overall, once he feels safe with you, Jason is comfortable in many different sexual positions and will honestly usually just let you take the lead and decide how you want the night to go
Bruce Wayne:
again, another switch. i feel like Bruce is the most mellow out of the three, especially as he's older, and isn't as up to date with sexual roles and things like that. he's familiar witth some of the basics, but in all honesty he's down to try whatever you would like
whether or not he doms or subs truly depends on his mood, and he has no preference about topping or bottoming
when he's pent up or irritated, Bruce prefers to dom, taking the lead and making love to you. i think he's a brat tamer more than anything else, if you act out he'll treat you as rough as you like but if you want him to, he can be soft as well.
Bruce is a very attentive dom, taking note of everything you like and dislike while observing your reactions. he only really doms when he feels like it, so he's a little bit miffed if you try to take control. Bruce is the biggest control freak out of the three of them, and wants everything to be perfect when it comes to you both sleeping together. this often leads to him overthinking and getting into his own head a little, however that can easily be remedied
when he subs, Bruce is a little shy. it may seem out of character, but admitting to weakness is not something that comes naturally to him and so he tends to clam up and wait for you to take the lead. that doesn't mean he isn't enjoying himself, he just needs some time to adjust
it took Bruce SO long to realize he was a switch like he spent most of his life internalizing his desires because people always assumed he was a top/dom. once he's dating you, he becomes increasingly interested in subbing, but you'd probably have to be the first to initiate that kind of thing
because he's never had the opportunity to sub for most of his life, Bruce starts to develop a preference for it. that doesn't mean he doesn't dom anymore though, and he's definitely still very much a switch.
with the right partner i can definitelyyyyyy see him being bratty, but most of the time he's pretty tame. Bruce is often very tired when he's subbing, and takes it as an opportunity for him to relax and let you take the reins. i think he's the type to slip into subspace VERY easily and become very talkative because of that. he's not vocal at all leading up to that, but once he slips into his own little headspace he's suddenly moaning like a pornstar and getting all clingy and needy!
all in all, i see Bruce as a switch leaning sub who is more than willing to accommodate any of your sexual preferences
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â ATTENTION
âletâs just go, my dear. cause the way you put it on, made me wanna take it off you.â
nanami was typically a rather patient man, but tonight he couldnât help the twitch in his eye or the deep scowl on his face as he watched you make conversation with a group of his colleagues. you werenât aware of the way they gawked at you in that long, black body con dress you woreâtheir eyes flickering from the generous amount of cleavage the low v-neck flashed to the way the wind blew the slit of the garment to show more of your legs each time your eyes closed when smiling that same smile that wooed him 5 years ago just as it was doing them now.
it wasnât intentional, he knew it wasnât. you just wanted to make a good impression, especially because you knew it could tarnish the way people at his job viewed him, but fuck were you doing too good of a job at pretending to care about what that arrogant, asshole of a boss had to say.
nanami hadnât wished to go to this work party, ready to lie his way out of it and while you chalked it up to your husband not wishing to socialize, his worried were rooted deeper than thatâŚyou. he knew his collages would waste no time surrounding you in disbelief that nanami had a wife and in even more disbelief on just how beautiful you were.
how was it that you were the center of attention everywhere you went? that you turned this party from something everyone felt obligated to attend to wishing that it didnât have to end at 12am because now it was about to be 2am and nanami was in the corner messing with his now loosened tie, waiting for you to finish your last drink so you could leave as he wanted to take that dress off of you just as much as his boss did.
he himself was surrounded by his female colleaguesâeach in his ear about how you âleft him to flirt with other men right in his face,â their words full of malicious intent that would make any other man question had it not been nanami. he didnât care for these womenâhell, nobody did when you were here, hypnotizing everybody with the way that dress hugged your curves or how contagious your laugh was, the sound blessing their ears, the sway of your hips when you walked, that damn smile luring them in like a moth to a flame.
his resolve was slowly crumblingâchecking the time on his expensive watch each time these women opened their mouth to throw another jab at you, staring at you from afar, eyes askingâno, begging you to leave for it was late and he didnât know how much more patient he could be with you looking like that and them looking at you like that. heâs adjusted himself for the nth time tonight, uncomfortable by the strain in his dress pants. you were driving him insane and he hadnât even realized he started making his way over to you until he grabbed your wrist.
âyou ready to go, my love?â he asked, but something about the way he stared at youâhis usual kind, brown eyes now narrowed and darkâthat he wasnât asking you. âkenââ ây/n.â was all he said, voice low and sturn, shutting down any chance of argument, tension so thick it left everyone around you quiet.
he was tired, pissed, and needed you more than anything right now and you couldnât help but to hook your arms around his stronger one, your smaller frame against his with his bicep pressed up against your breast. âi thought youâd never ask,â you said after smiling and pulling him down to your level by his tie so that your lips brushed against his. yeah, he knew you were all his.
âi see the tension risingâŚi feel the temperature rising.â
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more than friends || Sam & Colby || Part two
smut, 18+, minors dni. this is literally just pure long fucking filth with like the tiniest string of a plot
part one is here
Figuring out a relationship dynamic with both Sam and Colby wasnât easy.
Sure, you expected both of them to be protective and loving. Sam often cooked you all breakfast, while Colby enjoyed paying for dinner. You expected something like this when you three had agreed to be more than friends.
And of course you expected them to fuck your brains out ever so often.
What you didnât anticipate on was how competitive they were when it came to you.
They often bickered about who made you cum harder, who made your beg harder, etc etc.
It was starting to drive you insane, the two often bickering during sex and after it too.
You poked at your scrambled eggs, the constant nonsensical contest creating a persistent annoyance.
âNo im telling you dude, did you see the way her eyes rolled back? I made her cum harder just on my fingers,â Colby argued, chewing a piece of bacon. Sam rolled his eyes.
âHer thighs were fucking trembling by the time I was done with her, nothing beats that,â Sam debated. You forced yourself to take a bite of your eggs, not wanting them to get cold.
âYouâre on literal crack, didnât you see the way she-â Colby began. You swallowed your eggs, slamming your fork down.
âHoly fuck you two are insufferable. If you guys are going to keep droning on about this why donât we make it official? Tonight, both of you fuck me, and whoever did it better gets bragging rights, deal?â You offer. Two sets of blue eyes met yours, faint traces of guilt crossing both boys faces. âSo youâll be completely honest and wonât lie to protect our feelings?â Sam asked, raising an eyebrow. You couldnât take his facial expression seriously, a small giggle escaping your lips.
âNo Sam, I wonât lie to protect anyoneâs feelings. Iâm going to have to pick a winner so you both will decide to bicker about something else,â You agreed. Your boyfriends exchanged mischievous looks, the sight giving you a pit of anticipation forming in the bottom of your stomach.
You gave them simple instructions, to meet you in Colbyâs room at ten pm sharp. You sat naked on the end of his bed, the velvet comforter beneath you satisfying to your bare skin. You didnât want any clothes getting in the way. Their bickering and competition did annoy you, but it also formed an unexplainable arousal that you couldnât ignore.
It had only been three months since your boyfriends had walked in on you touching yourself to the thought of them, that night changing your life forever. You absolutely adored them.
Almost as much as they adored you.
Colby was possessive of you, to say the absolute very least. He wasnât a fan of polygamy, until he met you. He couldnât pinpoint the moment he fell for you, but he could remember exactly when he realized Sam did too. It wasnât a grand reveal, something he was sure that Sam didnât realize he revealed. They were both editing a new video, ensuring to crop you out per your request. The very last thing you wanted was to piss off your best friends fanbase.
âThis sucks dude, I donât like doing this,â Sam sighed, cutting a piece of the video out. Truthfully, both of the boys thought you were more entertaining than they were. Especially with your reactions. âMe either, I mean her reaction to the chair sliding in the other room right here is golden,â Colby said, pointing to a particular time stamp in the video. You had the cutest expression, grabbing almost Colbyâs arm instinctively. Sam dragged the mouse over to the part Colby was referring to, double clicking it and watching the video back.
âI respect what she wants, but theyâre going to figure out about the three of us one days anyways,â
It was something about the way he said it. Or maybe it was the way he chose to word it. But Colby knew right there and then that Sam loved you just as much as he did. And that meant if you felt the same way, you wouldnât choose either of them.
Sam eyed Colby carefully as he slid off his hoodie, revealing his undershirt. In most cases he wouldnât have thought twice, the brunette in front of him his best friend. But tonight, he was nothing other than competition. Sam wasnât possessive like Colby was, but he was helplessly jealous. He couldnât help it, every fiber in him screaming envy when Colby held your hand, fucked you, tucked your hair behind your ear.
It didnât matter what Colby did with you or to you, it made Sam crave to be in his place. He respected and enjoyed the dynamic that was established. He would never want to share you with anyone other than his best friend. He knew jealousy in a relationship was his toxic trait, and it only enraged further when you took them both in the bedroom.
Both boys assumed they had the upper hand, being self aware of their characteristics. Sam purposefully agreed to letting Colby go first, knowing the sight of you under the brunette would make him go feral from envy. Colby opted to go first to remind you of who he was. He wanted you to remember you belonged to him. Colby wasnât planning on playing fair, he just wanted to win.
It wasnât long before both boys entered the room, eager to begin the long night ahead of them.
Colby whistled at the sight of you, your naked body a sight for sore eyes. Fuck, he could never get enough of you. Sam respectfully took his seat in a nearby chair, giving you both space while also providing a wonderful view to the show he knew was about to start playing.
âHi beautiful,â Colby greeted. You stared up at him nervously, trying hard to ignore Samâs gaze. You intended on doing exactly what you said, voting a winner to ensure theyâd never bicker again.
With that intention meant whoever was in front of you had your full undivided attention.
Colby towered over you as he met your lustful eyes, bringing his thumb to your bottom lip. He dragged it down teasingly, soaking in the image of your doe eyes anticipating his next move.
The control in the bedroom often rotated frequently, depending on the mood everyone was in. A majority of the time the boys were in control, even when you had them one on one. On occasion theyâd let you have your fun, riding them while spewing degrading words theyâd mock you for later. But by the way they both eyed you, as if you were prey, you knew any ounce of control was not going to be in your hands.
âLay back for me princess, spread those pretty legs of yours,â Colby ordered. He threw his shirt over his head, his well built body making your pupils widen as you did as he asked. Had he been working out more? How hadnât you noticed this sooner? You were so fixated on him that your brain didnât process him walking over to your nightstand. He grabbed an all too familiar pink vibrator from the drawer, causing you to swallow. Hard.
âYouâre going to hold this onto that pretty clit of yours. If you move it without permission I wonât let you cum, understood?â Colby asked, his voice an octave lower than it usually was. You nodded, watching as he turned the vibrator up to its highest setting. You gulped nervously as he handed it to you, watching as you placed it onto your throbbing heat. The vibrations made you whimper, your core desperate for some sort of release.
Colby grabbed you by your legs, dragging you down to the edge of the mattress. He kneeled down in front of you placing kisses on the inside of your thighs. Teasingly he brought a finger to your entrance, your hips pleading for him to get on with it. âSo wet for me all ready, all over a little plastic toy,â Colby purred, soaking in your desperate noises.
He brought one finger inside of you, then two, curling him deeply. Your back arched off of the bed as the brunette picked up the pace with his fingers, abusing your g spot. âLook at that, your backs arching for me and I havenât even bent you over yet,â Colby observed, smirking as he glanced at his best friend. Sam could feel his boner aching against the fabric of his tight jeans.
âBet Sam couldnât make you feel like this, could he?â Colby asked, squeezing your thighs as he finger fucked you. You bit your bottom lip, attempting to restrain yourself from mindlessly agreeing with him. Sam smirked at your resistance.
âLooks like youâre going to have to try a little harder then that Colby,â
Samâs words cut Colbyâs ego like a knife, his blue eyes narrowing as he centered his attention back on you. In a swift motion he spread open your cunt, before playing the vibrator back directly on your clit. You squirmed under the feeling of his fingers and merciless vibrations, throwing your head back as you moaned. âYou can take it, I know you can. Go ahead and cum for me,â Colby ordered, admiring the sight of you crumbling before him.
You could feel the knot in your stomach tighten, a mischievous smirk dancing across Colbyâs lips as your walls squeezed him tighter. âGo ahead and tell Sammy how good you feel,â Colby said, cocking his head to his best friend. You bucked your hips against Colbyâs fingers, the filthy confession spewing from your lips,
âFuck it feels so fucking good Sammy, I-I-I-â
Your orgasm was about to crash down on you, Colbyâs spare hand turning your head.
âLook at Sam while you cum for me,â He whispered in your ear, his breath hot against your skin. You gripped the handle of the vibrator harshly, whimpering. You looked at your blonde lover, hardly able to take in his expression as you fell apart on Colbyâs fingers. Sam couldnât take it anymore, unbuckling his belt as your eyes rolled into the back of your head. He knew it was only a matter of time until he made you feel that way, but the waiting was only driving him more insane.
As you settled down from your high you went to move your vibrator, Colbyâs strong hand stopping you. âWhat did I say? Keep it here,â He ordered. You felt his fingers slide out of you, your legs beginning to tremble from the overstimulation. He brought his cum covered fingers to your lips, grinning as you squirmed beneath him.
âOpen your mouth,â
The command was simple, one you followed without a second thought.
âNow suck them clean whore,â
Colby shoved both of his fingers into your mouth, satisfied as he felt your tongue swirling around them. You were genuinely sucking them clean, the taste of your own juices coating your tongue. Your body felt electric, the sensation of the vibrator causing whimpers to non stop escape your throat.
âYou dirty bitch. Turn over, all fours. I want you to look directly at Sam as I fucking ruin you,â
You struggled to get into position with the vibrator on your clit, the sound of Colbyâs belt clinking sending a shiver of anticipation down your spine. Your eyes landed on Sam, who was his own panting mess. You could tell he was trying to pace himself, his face pink as he pumped his shaft teasingly slow. He knew this wasnât the main event, just a show. But fuck, if only you could see yourself.
Your lips parted as Colby rubbed his tip up and down your slick, the way your back arched causing Colby pushing you down further into the bed. If it were up to Sam heâd burn this image into mind forever.
Your legs nearly gave out as Colby pushed himself inside of you, his strong hands holding you by your waist. âFucking shit, you were made for me,â Colby groaned. He gripped your waist tighter, pinching at the tender flesh. You could feel him bottom out, his tip brushing against your g spot. You whined as you sank lower into the mattress, any composure you had completely washed away.
Colby started off slow at first, taking in the feeling of your walls milking him. The merciless vibration on your clit was overstimulating you to euphoria, your body practically vibrating on its own. âYouâve done so good for me baby, you can take the vibrator off of your pretty clit now,â Colby purred, continuing his teasingly slow strokes. You bit your bottom lip as you removed it from your cunt, your folds aching as you set it aside on the bed.
âThereâs only one more thing I need you to do for me,â Colby panted, trying to keep himself together.
You licked your dry lips as you maintained eye contact with Sam, watching him quietly whimper as he jerked his cock to the sight of you.
âW-whatâs that?â
âBe as loud as you can.â
Out of instinct you went to ask him what he meant, his hips snapping into yours without sudden warning. You couldnât control the sounds that escaped your throat as Colby pounded into you. He gripped your waist so hard you could feel bruises forming, his cock abusing your g spot as he pleased.
âFuck! Colby!â
His name was all you began to know, your vision growing hazy as he fucked you into the mattress. The brunette leaned forward, pressing the side of your face into the sheets below you. âThats it, let Sam know whoâs making you feel this good,â Colby groaned, grabbing a handful of your hair.
Colbyâs thrust were merciless, his body seemingly have a mind of its own. For a brief moment he almost forgot about the bet entirely, too enamored by the feeling of your cunt taking him so well. It wasnât until he heard Samâs faint whine that he snapped back into reality. âSuch a good girl, taking your owner, so well,â Colby spat, his orgasm approaching. He grabbed a fist full of your hair, yanking you towards him.
Your back was pressed against his chest, his mouth buried into the crook of your neck as he fucked you from behind. He snaked one hand to your throat, squeezing the sides gently. You swallowed under the feeling of his hand, Colby recognizing your body getting close again. With his other hand he began circling your overstimulated clit, causing you to cry out. âThere we go, give poor Sammy a good show and cum for me. Cum on my dick,â Colby ordered. He kissed the side of your neck sloppily, sucking and biting at the sensitive skin.
âFeels soooo good,â You slurred, the knot in your stomach a rope threatening to snap. Your eyes were screwed shut, unable to open from the addicting pleasure. Colby squeezed your throat, his hips beginning to stutter. âLook at Sam as you cum for me, fucking do it. Youâre mine,â He ordered. His words sent you over the edge, your small hands grabbing at his wrist as you came. Faint curses escaped Colbyâs lips as he quickly pulled out, forcing your face back into the mattress as he jerked his cock.
You could feel the warm ropes of cum paint your ass, the tender flesh now coated with his seed. You were a panting mess, swallowing hard as you struggled to regain your breath.
Sam eyed you carefully, recognizing the exhaustion your body was experiencing. He glanced at Colby, who was quick to switch spots with him. The brunette had an indisputable look of pride painted across his face, one that annoyed Sam. The blonde stripped, tossing his clothes aside. Gently Sam flipped you onto your back, taking in your abused figure. He brushed some stray hairs out of your face, gently stroking your cheek as he admired you.
You slowly opened your eyes, your body coming down from the never ending high the boys planned on providing you. âHi,â You greeted, giving him a small smile. Sam returned the sweet gesture, Colbyâs presence fading away into the background as he focused on you. âHi,â He replied, your perky nipples rubbing against his chest. You whimpered at the slightest sensation, causing Samâs eyebrows to raise.
âWe donât have to keep going, I know Colby purposefully went hard-â Sam began rambling, his words being cut off by your soft lips against his. Sam returned the kiss eagerly, addicted to the feeling of the fire you sparked within him. You pulled away first, giving him a serious look. âI know the safe word you know. I want to keep going. I can handle whatever you give me,â You said boldly. Sam frowned as he heard Colby snicker.
âWhatever you say princess,â
Sam tilted your head to the side, preying on the side of your neck Colby hadnât touched. His lips started off gentle, pecking soft kisses across your skin. Involuntarily he felt your hips buck up against his, rubbing against his hard cock. He began sucking at your neck, littering your skin with as many marks and bruises as he could. He wanted to see you covered in his love marks. He wanted to see you struggle to cover them up. To blush like crazy when anyone noticed them.
He kissed down your neck to your chest, gently pulling and twisting at your nipples. Your soft noises were sounds of encouragement, his lips stopping right above your waist. âAre you sure youâre able to handle me?â Sam asked. He teasingly pressed two kisses lower, his hot breath fanning over your puffy folds. You nodded, mumbling a verbal yes as your hips bucked upwards.
The blonde licked a stripe up your cunt, your juices coating his tongue. âShit Sam-â You gasped, your hand flying down to his blonde hair. You tugged at the roots, desperately trying to drag his mouth back to your cunt. Sam met your gaze, smirking as he placed a light kiss on your folds. âCmon princess, use my mouth the way you need. Make yourself cum on my tongue like the desperate slut I know you are,â He huffed, flattening his tongue for you to use.
Sam wrapped his arms around your thighs as he dove into your dripping cunt. You could feel him lap at your folds as if your taste was addicting, the blonde sucking at your abused clit as if his life depended on it. Colby could feel himself getting hard again, the brunette in denial that he was getting turned on by this. But the way you tugged at Samâs hair, mixed in with the lewd noises of him lapping at your cunt, was too much for the brunette to ignore.
Sam craved friction, his selfish needs causing him to buck his own hips against the mattress. He was desperate for any form of pleasure, his own whimpers muffled by your cunt as he stuck his tongue inside of your entrance. You just tasted so fucking good, he couldnât help but be greedy. He continued humping the sheets as your thighs tightened around him, the blonde sensing what was coming.
You could feel another orgasm approaching, your legs violently shaking. Sam forced your lips open, his strong hands keeping them pried apart. This orgasm felt different, the constant overstimulation pushing your body to new heights. âFuck Sam I- I canât hold back any longer, feels so fucki-â You babbled, your thighs trembling as you squeezed around Samâs head. You felt a different cord inside of you snap, your juices coating Samâs face as you came.
Your face was beet red as you realized what you had done, the blonde unfazed as he licked your cunt clean. You had never, ever squirted from head before. You sat up, embarrassed as Sam continued licking you clean. At this point he was licking your inner thigh, ensuring you were thoroughly cleaned by his tongue. âThat was the hottest thing I think iâve ever seen,â Sam chuckled, slightly out of breath. He marveled at your bright red face, leaning over you.
âIâm so so sorry I-â
Sam frowned at the sound of your apology, his hand harshly grabbing your chin.
âDonât apologize, if it were up to me iâd make you do that all night long,â Sam began. He froze mid sentence, glancing up at his best friend. It was relishing seeing in the same chair he once sat, cock in hand as he watched Sam have his way with you. âBut unfortunately I have a competition to win,â He finished. Sam grabbed your legs, sitting them on both of his shoulders.
He slapped the head of his cock on your puffy folds, the feeling alone causing you to audibly whine. âIâm going to fucking break you,â Sam grunted, pushing himself inside of you. Your body was spent, your entire body feeling as if it was going to be engulfed in flames. âSammy,â You whined. The blonde leaned forward, allowing you to claw at his back as you pleased.
Your walls dragged him in, causing him to bottom out quicker than he expected. As much as Sam would never admit it, he knew he needed to act quickly to make you cum one last time. He could feel his own orgasm coming, and he hadnât even fucked you yet. âOne more, thatâs all I want,â Sam cooed, picking up the pace. You felt like you were going to split in half, your moans jagged and incoherent babbling and whimpers. You could feel tears flooding your waterline, the overstimulation becoming overwhelming.
You didnât think being cock drunk was real until that very moment, where nothing else seemed to exist but Sam and his cock pounding into your dripping cunt. âYou feel so fucking good, you know that donât you?â Sam asked, groaning as he snapped his hips back into yours. Your nails were digging into his back, the skin surely red with fresh scratches. That pain you were unintentionally providing, along with your walls squeezing him to death, Sam thought he may cum too quick if he thought about it too much.
A devious thought entered Samâs mind, one he was surprised Colby hadnât thought of.
âYou know what I think iâm gonna do?â
The blonde briefly glanced at Colby, whose eyebrows were raised.
You barely heard what Sam said, hanging on for dear life as he abused your g spot. âI think iâm gonna cum inside of you, make you mine,â Sam borderline announced, resuming his full focus onto you. He got close to your ear, ensuring you had heard him. âYouâd like that wouldnât you? To be my personal cumdump?â Sam spat. You whined in agreement, a final rope in your stomach beginning to tighten. Your legs were trembling, your throat strained from all of the noises you couldnât help but make.
âAwe thatâs it, cum for me. Youâre gonna look so pretty full of my cum,â
His words barely registered, your vision getting hazy as you came again. You could feel yourself getting dizzy, your mind spinning from your fourth orgasm. You were panting like a dog, faintly feeling Sam cum inside of you before pulling out. You were covered in sweat and tears, your mouth dry and pussy dripping with cum.
It wasnât long before you felt a cool wet wash cloth brush against your forehead, wiping away the sweat before brushing away the tears. As your vision settled you recognized Colbyâs concerned eyes, soaking in your expression as he cleaned you. âHi Colbs,â You whispered. You looked for Sam, your eyes instead finding Colby had came a second time, his white ropes painting his stomach. âYou can clean yourself up you know,â You say, trying to move his wrist away from tending to you.
âYouâre more important,â He grumbled, his complete focus on you. Sam returned into your line of sight, tossing Colby a towel. You had been repositioned to the edge of the bed, the blonde kneeling in front of you to clean your abused cunt. His blue eyes looked up to greet yours, his lips pressing a loving kiss onto your thigh. âThis may sting,â He warned. Sam gently began wiping your cunt, the feeling alone making you grab his wrist. He went slower, careful to avoid your puffy clit. They wanted to ensure you were clean and taken care of, no matter what.
You sat up on your elbows, your eyes widening as you looked at Samâs back. Long red scratches trailed down his shoulder blades to his waist. âHoly fuck Sam iâm so sorry,â You rambled, immediately feeling bad. Sam chuckled as he admired your horrified facial expression. âItâs a badge of honor, donât apologize. And may I say, a token of victory?â He asked curiously. You werenât sure how to announce a winner, both boys overstimulating you into heaven.
Two sets of curious eyes landed on you, trying to conceal their eagerness.
You glanced between both boys, shrugging.
âI canât decide, guess weâll just have to do this again tomorrow,â
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Dreaming of you Red-Hair Pirates: Shanks, Beckman, Hongo edition when? đđđ
I am gonna add a page break because I am not sure how to word what I need to say in a sfw way. Also, thank you for prompting me to really think about these guys, I love it.
Red Hair Pirates
Themes: Shanks x gn!reader, Beckman x gn!reader, Hongo x gn!reader, mdni, smut, 18+, NSFW, head canons on how they engage in intimacy, smutty thoughts.
To me: these three all fuck different.
Shanks: He's flirty, he's fun, he's a soft dom who encourages you to sing out for him as loud as you can be. If you're already loud, he's going to find that spot in you to make you louder. Switching positions, laughing all the way before that mean switch flips. Then he dishes out the most possessive, dominant, and ass-rippling back shots. He's a dirty pirate, and he knows how to handle himself. Showing you just how much strength he has in that remaining arm, he'll hold you down and staple you in heavy, languid drags of his cock deep within your stomach - before rolling you atop him and watching you whine and cry while bouncing on his lap. Planting his heels, he'll buck his hips up to help you out in having that orgasm you're both chasing together. There is no kink he hasn't done, and he is willing to explore anything that takes your fancy so long as he's in charge. He's the captain, after all.
Beckman: The king of cockwarming. He's so patient, and his restraint is hardened in the way he teases. Sure, he's happy to give in and treat you like an animal from time to time, but he wants to take his time about it. There is no quick fixes with this old man, and he knows it. All of his motions are slow and steady, not once picking up his pace no matter how much you beg for it. While Beckman yearns for someone to take care of him, he won't so easily give up that control and let someone shatter his restraint. He also wants to be close to you, sharing breaths with your heads and lips connected. He makes love, and he acts like he has all the time in the world to do it.
Hongo: While he's just as dirty as Shanks is, he has far more restraint when it comes to enjoying you. He wants you to try to make as little noise as you can, letting your body do all the talking for you in the way you snap your hips against his. As the doctor of the Red Hair pirates, he is used to showing a lot of control and seriousness in his actions, but in intimacy: he wants you to take the reigns. He's so tired, almost as tired as Beckman is. Where Beckman refuses to give in, Hongo wants you to top him due to him wanting to be empty-headed of all of those "how, where, when," questions. This doctor wants you to take care of him in the same way he takes care of his crew, and he needs to relax while you both come unravelled.
Conclusion: I am trying to find a way to word the set up in a way I can see them all enjoying the same reader. I don't want a repetition of the Cross-Guild version, and I am very much taking my time to find it. While Buggy, Mihawk, and Crocodile all are so vastly different: they're all possessive about what they want and have that need for control. The Red-Hairs don't, and I want this one to have plot with the smut to follow.
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Angry sex with Tyun
paring : dom!taehyun x afab!reader
warnings/tags : angry sex, window/wall sex, im to lazy to do the rest.
summary : You and taehyun get into a heated argument, which leads to some good angry sex.
a/n : don't leave hate comments for me to see. if you don't like it just block me and leave.
âTaehyun, I told you, Iâm done talking about this. I said I was sorry.â
âYou were being irrational, Y/N?! Seriously?! You canât just go charging into my rehearsal like that begging me to come along with you, for fucking boba! What if the members got distracted. Hm? They could have been hurt or worse!â
âI get that you were worried about them, and I know I was wrong for doing that, but you're the one who told me you were on break. It is not my fault. You can't put the whole blame on me.â
âYour so fucking annoying sometimes.â
âGod, can you shut up and listen to me!? I don't know why I have to re-explain this to you again.â Taehyun stare at you incredulously, ready to interrupt but you continue on, âYou told me that you missed me, and I wanted to see you, so I came when you texted me you were on break.â
âHow long do you think our breaks are huh? Knowing we're about to have a comeback. Just how fucking long do you think these breaks last!?â
The argument is never-ending. Sweaty and red-faced, Taehyun is so close. So close that you can still smell the scent of spear mint on his breath from the gum he's been chewing. So close that you can see the dark circles under his eyes from the sleepless night and the height of his body, creating a shadow over your body. Your chests touch, both heaving from yelling back and forth. Staring him in the eyes, you have nothing else to say; left to communicate all your frustration through a silent glare. Neither one of you wants to be the first to break.
âTaehyun, Iâm done doing this whenever you and the guy have a comeback. You canât keep telling me to come see you while on break, just to get pissed at me afterwards. Iâm done with that. Iâm fucking done.â You keep repeating that last line to yourself more so than to him. A realization coming over you that you might not just be done arguing with Taehyun over this particular topic. You might also be finished with your relationship. If he wouldnât make time, to see you, what's the point. Just one fucking glance, that's all you could ask for. If this is what you had to go through each time, you werenât sure you could handle it.
Through his anger, Taehyun gives you a look of desperation, hoping that you both could come to some agreement. Shaking your head, you turn and walk away. You have nothing left to give.
âNo. You donât get to walk away like you always do. Not this time!â He yells, grabbing you by the shoulders and pressing you against the very door you were prepared to leave though. Pushing him away does nothing. He just comes back, forcing your back against the door again with a resounding thud. You want to deny it but the roughness of how he handles you causes a spark within you. Youâre certain itâs affecting Taehyun too from the way his half-hard member brushes against you.
âTyunâŚâ Youâre cut off by a passionate kiss. Your body denies your rational mind by returning the kiss. Itâs nothing like your normal exchange. Itâs heated, teeth clanging against each other, his tongue forcing its way into your mouth and fighting for complete dominance.
Clothes are torn from each of your bodies, no care given to the sounds of ripping fabric and buttons hitting the floor. Your sole focus is on each other.
âUpâ he commands, grabbing at your hips. Taking his cue, you jump up, wrapping your legs around his waist. Nipping along your jaw, he leaves a stinging trail of red marks on your skin. You hiss when bites down harshly at the juncture of your shoulder. Continuing on his intended path, Taehyun attaches his mouth to one of your perky nipples, swirling his tongue around it before sucking.
The heels of your feet pressed into his lower back, bringing him closer to your core. His throbbing member slips through your folds, pressing against your clit. Focused on your own pleasure now, you repeat the action, grinding yourself against his cock.
âStop it.â He growls out in response to your tempting actions. The head of his member prods against your sensitive bud as Taehyun ruts his hips unexpectedly. You yelp in surprise but donât stop.
âYou need to fucking listen. You never listen.â
âFuck you.â You retort, smirking at him in defiance.
âThatâs what I plan on doing to do you, sweetheart.â
Not waiting for your reply, Taehyun enters your wet core without warning causing you to throw your head back. Any advantage you thought you had is now gone as you succumb to the pleasure. As you sink on to his thick cock, Taehyun groans lowly, enjoying the feeling of your warm pussy that is so inviting to slip into.
âGonna fuck you so good.â
You chuckle at his comment, knowing it will provoke him. And thatâs just what it does. Without pulling out of you, Taehyun unwinds your legs from his waist and pushes them towards your chest by the knees. The new position gives him a new angle to hit and he begins to thrust into you without control. His pace is frenzied and brutal as he abuses your pussy.
Clawing at his shoulders, your first orgasm washes over you but he gives you no time to bask in it. Even as your core clenches around his member, he continues to fuck you senseless, pushing you through your first orgasm and works you close to a second.
Taehyun watches, fully mesmerized, as his member pumps in and out of you. His cock is slick with your wetness making it easier for him to push back in and keep his rhythm.
âSo close. Donât fucking stop,â You announce your impending orgasm to him, not that he needed you to tell him. He knows from the way your core pulses that youâre almost there. So is he; ready to spill his load into you. Pumping into you deeper, Taehyunâs cock hits the perfect spot, causing jolts of electricity to course throughout your lower half.
Your second orgasm rocks you so hard and you go limp in his arms. A few more thrusts and he followed right behind you. His cock throbs inside you as his cum coats your walls. Dropping his head to your shoulder, Taeâs heavy breaths fan over your heated skin, sending a chill through you.
After helping you to wrap your legs back around him, he carries you to your shared bed; laying you down gently. Climbing in next to you, he tugs you to his chest making sure you are tucked comfortably against him.
âIâm sorry, ya know. Youâre a damn good girlfriend, Y/N. I know that. I just donât want anyone to get distracted and end up hurt because of you. If that happens, they might not let you visit the building anymore and I don't want that to happen.â
With much of your frustration gone, you realize you may have been too hard on Taehyun. He cares about you and doesn't want anyone on his team to get hurt.
âI know. I just want you to make some time for me. Even if its one minute of your time. I miss you."
"I know baby, I know. I'll try and make at least 10 minutes for you on busy days, on free days we can go on the cute dates you told me about doing. I promise."
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Boothill is a âyour pleasure is my pleasureâ kind of guy do u agree đ¤
mdni. im snatching the mic. i got carried away ty anon for giving me an excuse to ramble about this loser.
he takes pleasing you very seriously. this is serious business. itâs like his day job.
heâs half-convinced he was given a second life just to cross paths with you, so once heâs got you, heâs not letting you go. not for a while, at least. heâs stuck to your hip like glue. wherever you go, heâs most likely right next to you.
heâs always making sure youâre catered to first.
itâs the same in bed.
heâs extremely touch starved, so while heâs got his hand between your legs, heâs also busied himself nuzzling his cheek to yours to feel you helplessly panting against his skin. or, his ear is resting against your heart. whatever works for him in the moment.
heâs absolutely smitten with how warm you get. heâs always, always, pressing himself against you one way or another. just touch all over his face, please and thank you.
heâs all for kisses too. sometimes, when heâs having a bit too much fun, heâll get all mushy and gross. not that he already isnât, but it somehow gets worse.
heâll bite too. not enough to make you bleed, but enough to leave an angry mark for the next few days.
actually, he just nips you all the time. itâs a weird thing he does. donât point fingers in his face. heâll try eating them. heâs very strange in that way. sometimes you can be gesturing at nothing while you talk, and if your fingers get too close to his face, heâs trying to nip at them like a teething puppy. you got used to it.
great tongue too. bonus points because itâs actually real. he works his magic with it, but only after you beg enough. you gotta work to get your hands on the merchandise. his mechanics are expensive, so play nice.
if weâre getting into unserious business, the robocock is great fun. itâs got smooth ridges and itâs cold. probably customisable, too. itâs definitely possible, but whether heâs gonna wander up to some poor mechanic and ask them to add some special features⌠well.
either way, your pleasure is always his priority. his hobbies consist of biting every single exposed expanse of your skin and exploring new ways to make you squirm.
itâs bad enough you having to deal with this lump of steel and scrapâfrankly, he doesnât even understand whatâs so appealing about itâbut if you enjoy bouncing on his lap, go ahead. do it all night for all he cares. as long as you have that pretty dizzy smile on your face by the end of it all. it makes him melt into a puddle of liquid metal knowing how good he makes you feel.
heâs also VERY susceptible to puppy eyes. theyâre your greatest asset, and his biggest weakness.
you figured that out after you pleaded with him to put on these clothes you bought him (and, yep. these clothes have just as many cut outs as his usual attire). you can also use them if you want to do his hair. please convince him to wear it in a high ponytail more. he has such a nice face, and it also stops his neck from overheating. those poor fans need a vacation.
it takes some convincing, especially when you show him the hair tie is actually a red sparkly ribbon. youâre going to ruin his tough guy persona. but heâll drop anything for you, so heâll comply. on the condition that you give him smooches afterwards. itâs also an excuse for him to indulge in how your fingers feel against his scalp.
puppy eyes, crying, begging, whatever, usually get people heâs apprehended nowhere. he doesnât care for theatrics. not at all. a criminal is a criminal at the end of the day.
but you? aww, how can he say no to your angel eyes? wanna fuck his face? you didnât even have to ask! just watch the teeth. and feel free to pull his hair. wanna ride him until he short circuits? sure! if you can keep up. heâs all yours.
and when youâre done, his aftercare consists of coddling and pinching your cheeks. heâll prattle on about nothing. the subject will change to gushing over how pretty you look in his bed, to the weather tomorrow, to how he misses the taste of spaghetti. heâll even kiss all over the marks heâs left on you. probably kicks his feet too.
heâs still so energetic itâs mind-baffling. heâs so casual about it too, acting as if he didnât beg for you to cum on his face just ten minutes ago.
but thatâs robot stamina for you. or maybe itâs just a boothill thing. who knows?
after a while heâll calm down. i still haven't decided if he can sleep, but once youâve fallen asleep, heâll lay next to you and draw patterns on the nape of your neck with his fingers.
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can you write something on how the Lin Keui trio would react to their s/o who can't handle the cold as well as them?
tis the season or something guys! but it's been snowing for two days and guyys oh my GOD i love the snow so much. i love christmas season so much, actually. im like emo or something but i dont care i love christmas season !!! its funny cause i dont celebrate christmas LMFAO. I ACTUALLY HAVE SOMETHING PLANNED OUT SO JUST YOU WAIT!!! also given the release of the new season i think i am riiiiiight on time, readers.
cw: gn reader, just fluff, not proofread
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Bi-Han...
takes note of your shivering right away. He scoffs a little, then wraps an arm around you. It'd be cute! IF IT HELPED.
He's fucking FREEZING. It takes him a moment to remember that he's naturally cold.
After that, he apologizes quickly, and wastes no time getting you a jacket. And some blankets. A lot of blankets, actually. He gets you some scalding hot tea, too. Let it cool down a bit. Please.
Bi-Han's only a little bit prickly about the fact that you're a bit more susceptible to the cold. Considering he's a CRYOmancer, the cold is like a lifestyle for him. But he forgives you.
Aside from a little panting though, he actually cuddles up to you. If you two are in private and he knows no one will interrupt you two. He finds it hard to swallow his pride. But he won't let you freeze.
Kuai Liang...
is already glued to your side. So it's pretty hard to be cold around him. He's like a walking space heater. And it can only get better.
He'll pull you in close, reaaaal close, and just keep you there. Cling to him, he begs. Seriously. There's no need for jackets or blankets with him. Maybe some tea.
He'll even gradually increase the temperature around you two, like a testament to his love. He actually gets kinda defensive if you still need gloves or something.
Speaking of gloves, Kuai Liang LOVES holding your hands in his hands. Not just like holding hands, but cupping his hands around yours.
Anywhere, he's holding you close to keep you warm. Show you off a little, while he's at it. He especially loves it when your clinging to his arm.
Tomas Vrbada...
actually worries himself sick over you. So when he catches you shivering, even if it's just for a second, he's already all over you.
He's got a surprisingly warm body temperature! Unfortunately he cannot heat up anymore, so he's got like a whole checklist on what to get you. Especially on particularly cold days.
Blankets first. He actually kinda forces you inside. But for good reason. He's got like 17 different blankets picked out for you. He's also got some hot cocoa for you, as well.
And if you don't want to stay inside? He has you put on some gloves. Shoves two more pairs in your coat's pocket as well. Like he makes sure you have more than enough layers.
But Tomas does it all out of love! He's kind of a worrywart over you, he can't help but be protective over... literally everything!
Rest assured, you won't be cold around him. Like he really doesn't want you to be. Any little slip, a soft chatter of your teeth, and he's freaking out!!!
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just read your new rafe x weird!reader and oml im obsessed with them đŤ
can we maybe see rafe finally proposing to her ?!
Thank you sm!! Ofc!! Sorry this took me so long, Iâve been plotting this moment for a minute⌠Mostly fluff 18+MNDI
âRafeeeâ You whine, shuffling in the passenger seat of your boyfriendâs truck, the blindfold on your eyes obstructing your view entirely. You had no idea where he was taking you, he just told you âto put on something pretty and get your little ass in the carâ. âSeriously, where are we going?â
âHush. I told you to stop askinâ, didnât I?â Rafeâs large hand reaches out to grab your thigh, squeezing it. âJust be patient, aight? Itâll be worth the wait, promise.â
You throw your head back with a groan and it makes Rafe chuckle. His ever impatient girl. But he canât be giving away in secrets no matter how cute you are when you pout. Not tonight. Tonight had to be perfect. He drove out here to this spot youâve been begging him to take you before picking you up to set everything up and heâd be lying if he said he wasnât a bit nervous. Which was out of character for him. Rafe Cameron doesnât get nervous. But with you? Itâs different. He pulls onto a dirt road before putting the car in park and when you reach for your blindfold he bats your hand away.
âI said no peaking, brat. Keep it on till I say.â Rafe cuts the engine and exits the car so he can come around to let you out. He offers you a hand down and guides you into his arms before leaning down and placing a kiss to your temple. âCanât have you spoiling the surprise. Câmon.â
He drags you along and you can tell youâre walking through grass and dirt but other than that youâre clueless as to where you are. You keep stumbling every few steps and you hear Rafe playfully scoff before heâs lifting you in his arms and carrying you bridal style. He carries you to what you assume is his desired destination before setting you down gently on your feet again.
âStay here. And keep that shit on, I mean it.â Rafeâs large finger taps the blindfold on your eyes before you hear some shuffling around. He approaches you again, this time standing behind you with his arms looped around your waist. âOkay, you can take it off now.â
When you pull the cloth from your eyes you canât help but gasp. Youâre standing in what looks like an abandoned mausoleum, surrounded by candles. Thereâs a blanket spread out with a bottle of wine and the vintage picnic basket you found at the thrift store last year. He even brought the Jack Oâ Lanterns you carved together a few days ago and lit them up. Tears well in your eyes as you take in the scene before you.
âWow - Rafe, I - you did all this?â Your voice cracks and your lip wobbles. When you and Rafe met he wasnât really a romantic guy at all and over time youâve softened him up but heâs never done anything like this. âFor me?â
âYeah, baby, fâcourse. Who else?â He whispers in your ear and kisses down your throat and god you want to blow him right this instant. You grind your ass down against him and he laughs into your neck, his breath fanning against your skin only spurring you on. âAlways so horny. Câmon, letâs eat first, lil succubus.â
You and Rafe are sitting on the blanket, enjoying the meal he definitely had the cook put together because thereâs no way in hell he could ever cook something like this. Youâve been joking and laughing, sharing sweet kisses and dreams about the future. You look around you, smiling. This really is the best date youâve ever been on. Itâs so thoughtful and so you. Rafe has always taken the time to see you for who you are and thatâs one of the things that made you fall in love with him. Tonight is no exception.
âHey, that guy isnât lit!â You point at the pumpkin directly in front of you and gasp dramatically. âHow could you leave him in the dust like this!? Youâre evilllll.â
Rafe smiles at you knowingly. You fell for his trap, hook, line, and sinker.
âWhy donât you light it then, baby?â He takes a lighter out of his pocket and hands it to you. You take it gleefully and crawl over to the pumpkin. Giving Rafe a delicious view of those red lace panties under those little tights you have on. He canât wait to fucking rip them in half and shove his cock balls deep inside you.
He watches as you take the top off the pumpkin and look inside expecting to find a candle. But instead, thereâs a little red velvet box sitting at the bottom of it. You turn back towards your boyfriend with a raised eyebrow and he tilts his head, encouraging you to go on. You reach inside and pull out the box, your hands shaking. Is this really what you think it is? Rafe gets you jewelry all the time, but he never makes such a show of it.
âGo on, princess, open it.â When you flip the lid of the box, your hand flies to your mouth and your eyes well up with tears.
âRafe, I - what is this?â you turn toward him and almost jump out of your skin because heâs directly behind you, still towering over you on one knee as you crouch on the ground holding the box with the most beautiful ring youâve ever seen in your life inside.
âBats. I think you know what it isâŚâ Rafe laughs and the sound is like music to your ears, you love his laugh. âIâve loved you since⌠well, since you yelled at me in that cemetery and told me off, if Iâm being honest. Iâve never met anyone like you, baby girl. And Iâm not - you know Iâm not the best with words but I wanna spend the rest of my life with your weird little ass. Marry me?â
âAre you serious!? Of fucking course Iâll marry you, idiot!!â You squeal and jump into him, throwing your arms around his neck as the tears in your eyes start to flow down your cheeks. You lean back and place a sweet, messy kiss on his lips as you practically crawl into his lap.
âYeah? Iâm really fuckinâ glad because if you said no I was going to have to lock you in the basement until you changed your mindâŚâ Rafe smirks at you and you burst out laughing. He plucks the box from your hand so he can pull the beautiful, skull, pearl ring from it and slide it onto your dainty freshly manicured finger. He made sure you got a fresh set before this. He knows how you are.
âThatâs fucking hot. Maybe we could do that sometime, just for fun?â You wiggle your eyebrows at him and Rafe groans at the thought of you all helpless and tied up for him.
âFuck. I might have to take you up on that, princess.â Rafe takes your face in his hands and looks down at you sweetly, making your insides melt. âBut right now? I need you to bend the fuck over so I can show my future wife how much I fuckinâ love herâŚâ
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Canât Help Myself
Caroline (KK) Harvey x Fem!Reader
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synopsis: nights out are supposed to be fun, but when someone mistakes you for being single, caroline canât help herself.
a/n: GUYS IM BACK!!!!! also i love you alexandra savior⌠anyways from this ask, i hope you all enjoy!!
Canât Help Myself - Alexandra Savior
warnings: alcohol obviously, lots of it, swearing, violence, mentions of blood and such, ummm idk i donât want to give too much away đŁđŁ thatâs pretty much it tho, tell me if i missed anything!!
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The last time you went to a bar you were sneaking in with a fake ID.
You were 20, so close to that precious age of 21, a freshman in college and itching for that movie like experience you had grown up seeing. After a friend of a friend hooked you up, you got so drunk you swear you started seeing stars, but those might have just been the checkerboard black and white tiles on the bathroom floor.
Memories of that cold tile on your knees hit you every time you thought about going out and, besides- your major didnât allow for much partying. A fact your friends and girlfriend all detested- but you refused to get behind on classwork just to end up on the bathroom floor again.
But, here you are. Holding onto your girlfriend, Carolineâs hand as she guides you through the crowds of people and towards the bar. You look around warily- is it just you or is there too many people in this building? Are they seriously not breaking some sort of fire code?
Caroline had asked so nicely- and by that, literally got on her knees and begged you- you were all caught up on school and had no homework, she had just won the NCAA championship and was on a high- plus you had a three day weekend.
Really, there wasnât any excuse you could use.
Maybe, if you really wanted to, you could have said you were too nervous, and Caroline would have stayed home with you immediately at the first sign of you being anything other than happy. But, you knew she wanted to celebrate with her team. And why wouldnât she? She worked hard for this, scoring 3 goals during the entire Frozen Four tournament.
Caroline suddenly squeezes your hand before pulling you towards her, arm moving around your waist.
âYou good, baby?â She asks, looking around the bar for the collection of red jerseys.
âThereâs a lot of people,â you say, hesitantly. You donât want to lie to her, but you donât want her to take you home. You know she will. Not yet, at least. âI need a drink.â
She laughs and kisses your cheek, and your stomach twists at the sound of her contagious laugh- you find yourself smiling too. âIâll get you one, then.â
She immediately makes a detour towards the bar, and you press your hip into the counter while she wraps her arm around you, standing next to you so closely you probably look like one person in your matching Harvey jerseys.
âWhatâd you want?â She asks, her breath tickling the side of your neck. God, itâs loud in here, too.
You stare at her blankly for a second before shrugging. âI dunno, youâre the one who actually drinks.â
She smiles. âOkay, donât worry your pretty little head about it.â
The bartender asks what she wants, and you block out what she says- kind of wanting to be surprised. Next thing you know, sheâs saying thank you and putting some money on the counter, telling the bartender to keep the change before turning to you, two glasses in her hand.
And, suddenly, despite the uneasy feeling in your stomach and the fact that this place is so bright and so loud, she looks into your eyes and itâs suddenly just the two of you.
âThank you for doing this for me,â she whispers.
âOf course, baby,â you smile. âYou deserve to celebrate. Donât worry about me, okay? Iâll be fine. I want you to have fun.â
She rolls her eyes. âIâm always gonna worry about you, babe.â
âIf I really want to leave, Iâll just grab your hand and squeeze two times.â
âYou better not lie to me, though. Are you sure youâre still good?â
You kiss her nose. âAll good. Let me have some of that drink now?â
She smiles, and you shouldnât be surprised by the way she completely bypasses your open hands and lifts the drink to your lips herself, watching intently at the way your lips part around the small black straw, then at the way your cheeks slightly hollow.
Itâs⌠disgusting, really. The drink, at least. Having Caroline look at you like this, pupils wide and bottom lip now drawn between her teeth, is absolutely exhilarating. All youâre doing is taking a sip of her drink and sheâs acting like youâre doing the sexiest thing in the world right in front of her.
Itâs slightly fruity, and thereâs vodka in it, and maybe some soda? Itâs disgusting. You donât know what it is, and you donât want to know. You continue to force it down, managing to down almost half of the glass before Caroline snaps back into reality, ripping the drink away from you.
âOkay, slow down, please,â she chuckles.
You gag a bit, shaking your head. âThatâs disgusting. Ugh, I hated that.â
âI can get you something else?â She asks, frowning. You almost chuckle at how concerned she is. âOr just water?â
âNo,â you roll your eyes. âIâm just trying to chug it as fast as I can.â You try to grab the drink from her again, but she holds it back.
âOkay,â she smiles. âYou can⌠do that, I guess. If you really want to, but in a few minutes. Take it easy, yeah, baby?â
âOkay,â you echo, feeling your stomach twist at the way sheâs so knowledgeable in this, the way sheâs looking out for you-
âGood girl,â she smiles, kissing your cheek before wrapping her arm tightly around your waist again and leading you through the crowd.
She has to know what she does to you.
You look at her out of the corner of your eye- satisfied smirk on her face- oh. Sheâs trying to kill you.
Fine, you tell yourself. Sheâs acting all cool as if she wouldnât be leaving this bar if you squeezed her hand twice. Sheâll do whatever you want, you both know that, but if sheâs gonna try to rile you up in the middle of the bar by saying that- well, two can play at that game.
She leads you towards the other side of the bar, where you find a huge booth filled with red jerseys, half-full glasses strewn about the table.
Lailaâs phone is propped up against one of those glasses, and she stares intensely at the screen in a way you call tell sheâs reading comments on live.
âLaila!â KK calls, loosening your grip on you as the floor opens up a bit.
She smiles when she sees the two of you, beckoning you over. Sheâs sitting at the end of the circular booth, so you let go of KK to give her a quick hug. Wrapping your arms around her neck, pressing your cheek to hers to say hi to the live.
âHi, guys!â You smile, watching as a flood of comments come in, all of them saying hi, or complimenting you. âAw, thanks everyone. Youâre all so sweet.â
âGuys,â Laila says, âDo you see this right now?â
She plucks at your red jersey.
âSheâs a liar. She does not play for the Wisconsin Badgers! And her last name is not Harvey, either!â
KK suddenly appears next to you, pushing her face into frame.
âOne day, though.â
user-1 omg theyâre so adorable
user-2 Y/N I CANT BELIEVE YOU STOLE MY GF
user-3 tbh sheâs beautiful i cant be mad
user-4 y/n harvey has a ring to it tbhâŚ
user-5 NO DONT GET MARRIED KK COME HOME
user-6 @/user-5 KK THE KIDS MISS YOU
âIâll believe that when I see a ring,â you tease.
âGod, nothing ever pleases you.â
âCan you not?â Laila groans, fake gagging.
user-7 aw poor laila third wheeling
Laila scoots over and you sit down next to her, allowing Caroline to press a kiss to your cheek, saying sheâll be back soon.
user-8 y/n fit check pls??
âY/N do a fit check!â Laila shouts, not quite aware of her volume level. You take another sip of your drink, gagging yet again.
âOkay. I donât feel like getting up, though. Um, top is from Caroline Harveyâs closet, bottoms are from, like, Old Navy I think. I dunno, theyâre just jeans. And then Iâve had these shoes for years, soâŚâ
Laila turns to you, bored look on her face.
âY/N, youâre not very good at this.â
âGirl, whatever. I tried.â
user-9 y/n ur so real
user-10 i would die for you y/n
user-11 what method of manifestation did you use?
âMy method of manifestation? Listened to Bags by Clairo on repeat, of course.â
user-12 Y/N CLARIO STAN CONFIRMED????
user-13 u are my new fav celebrity.
user-14 what are you guys drinking?!?!??!!?
âWhat are we drinking?â Laila repeats. âUm, I donât know if we can say this. Take a wild guess, though.â
âI donât even know what this is,â you laugh, picking up your glass and swirling it around, listening to the ice clink. âCaroline ordered it for me.â
You take a deep breath- moving out of the screen- abandoning the straw and placing your lips right on the rim, downing the rest of the glass.
user-15 GOD THEYRE SO ADORABLE
user-16 iâm still in mourningâŚ
user-17 the day they hard launched a part of me died
user-18 IF YâALL DONT SHUT UP YOU NEVER HAD A CHANCE ANYWAYS
user-19 @/user-18 EXACTLY if i see ANYONE bullying my queen y/n i will attack
âAw, thank you guys,â you coo. âIâm so sorry that I took your girlfriend, really.â
user-20 GOOD
user-21 YOU SHOULD BE.
user-22 pls tell kk to pay child support
âOkay, so, guys, you didnât hear this from me but unfortunately KK is actually in debt from all of the child support payments, so you might want to find some other income.â
Laila, who had zoned out reading the comments next to you, laughs so hard she has to take herself out of frame.
âNo, because KK actually is so broke right now.â She says, coming back into frame, her eyes so wide she looks like a crazy person.
user-23 y/n pls take laila home đ
user-24 laila ily pls stop drinking
Laila gasps, dropping her jaw in shock.
âIâm literally not even that⌠D-R-U-N-K!â
âLaila,â you say, biting your lip to keep from laughing. âMaybe itâs time to let the live go.â
âYeah, I wanna dance. Okay, bye, guys. Sorry for tripping out. I love you all, see you guys soon.â
You blow a few kissy faces at the screen. âLove you guys!â
The live ends and Laila immediately perks up, looking towards the dance floor. âOkay, move!â She says, trying to push you out of the booth. You scramble away, chuckling at how disoriented she is.
âSure you wanna dance? Your 6â1 self might fall over and kill someone.â
âShut up, Y/N.â
Dancing does sound nice. You need to let go a bit, and where better to do it then in the middle of a bunch of people so drunk they wonât remember this tomorrow?
Laila grabs your hand, despite the fact she just told you to shut up, and starts to drag you into the crowd of dancing people. The music seems louder, now.
âY/N!â
Someone grabs your other hand, pulling you and Laila to a stop. KK stands there, concern on her face and her drink back in her hand.
âWhere are you going?â She asks.
âTo dance,â you roll your eyes. Maybe youâre kind of a lightweight, but you already feel a little tipsy. That might be a placebo effect, though. This place just feels so freeing, with all the pretty lights and the music that you swear is getting louder by the second.
You grab her drink, taking another big sip.
Her eyes widen and Laila groans, tugging on you.
âI wanna danceeee.â
KK looks between you, drunk Laila, and the crowded dance floor.
âY/N,â she grimaces. You take another sip.
âI wanna dance, KK. Donât be a⌠freakinâ party pooper.â
She blinks at you. âOh, my God, you are such a lightweight.â
âOkay, can you relax? Overprotective? Your precious girlfriend will be fine,â Laila smiles, flexing her bicep.
âSee?!â You smile, gesturing animatedly to Laila before taking another sip.
She grabs her drink back from you. âAll done with that.â
âAw,â you pout.
Caroline sighs, looking again at the dance floor like itâs some entity thatâs gonna hurt you.
âBaby,â you start, wrapping your free arm around her neck and drawing her in close to you, burying your face into the side of her neck.
âY/N.â
You kiss her neck, tongue darting out to swipe across her sweet skin. âPlease let me dance, Caroline.â
Thereâs a breathy lilt to your voice you both know she canât resist. This is how you win every argument, just bury your face in her neck and ask pretty please.
âShit, Y/N,â she says, her voice strained. âDonât do that.â
âDo what?â you ask, kissing her neck again.
She puts her free hand on the back of your head, smoothing down your hair for one second, savoring the moment before she pulls you away.
âCan I go dance?â You ask, barely licking your lips- but she sees it.
She sighs and rubs the back of her neck.
You both know she canât resist you, not right now. Especially not when youâre wearing her last name and youâre kissing her neck.
âBe safe.â
âBye! Love you!â you shout, tugging on Laila. She drops the hand that was covering her eyes and smiles.
âThank God thatâs over.â
You turn to look back at Caroline, and sheâs staring after you like youâre the most precious thing in the world. Youâve never thought that Carolineâs overprotective nature was too much. Youâve never shied away from it. How could you hide away from something that feels so perfect? So good? So right?
Belonging to her is the most fulfilling thing youâve ever known- you canât help yourself from loving every crazy part of her.
And, besides, she deserves to spend time with her friends. She deserves to celebrate her win in whatever way she wants. Youâre kind of surprised that she didnât follow you out onto the dance floor, but youâre happy about that. She needs her friends and you need yours.
The music gets so loud you swear your eardrums are about to burst.
Itâs the best thing youâve ever felt.
â-
After dancing with Laila for so long your legs feel like theyâre about to fall off, they start playing a slightly slower, more sexual song. Couples quickly form on the dance floor- whether it be actual couples or just random people deciding to dance together.
Laila hits your shoulder, and subtlety points to a man wearing the ugliest neon yellow jacket. Maybe itâs not so bad on its own, but paired with an equally neon orange shirt underneath, he looks kind of like a traffic cone.
You laugh, but this new song has changed the vibe, and suddenly you wish your girlfriend was dancing with you.
âI want Caroline,â you say to yourself, spinning around, trying to find where the red jerseys are- quickly getting dizzy. Definitely a little drunk.
âWho would have guessed,â Laila deadpans, and you swat her shoulder while she laughs.
You suddenly feel eyes on you, but Laila is searching the crowd. You look around, suddenly locking eyes with a man dressed in black dress pants and a blue shirt- the top buttons open.
The first thing you notice about him is how startlingly pale he is. You actually kind of get the shivers- heâs deathly skinny, with a goatee he cannot pull off- and he kinda makes you feel uneasy.
Besides for his somewhat startling appearance, he licks his lips as he looks at you like youâre a piece of meat.
âUgh,â you say, cringing, unable to hide the disgust on your face. You feel kinda bad when his face falls- maybe heâs just drunk like you. Yet, here you are, criticizing his appearance and gagging at him. You shoot him an awkward smile, and his eyes trail up your body- okay. So much for giving him the benefit of the doubt, whatever. âHelp,â you whisper to Laila, somewhat jokingly, grabbing her hand.
âHuh?â She asks, grabbing back and looking around.
âReally pale weird guy staring at me like he wants to fuck me.â
âOh, Jesus Christ, Y/N. Thatâs fuckinâ disgusting, donât tell me that.â
âSorry!â You laugh, watching her eyes widen as she seems to finally spot him.
âOh, wow⌠heâs so handsome! When my eyes are closed.â
You laugh and quickly slap your hand over your mouth, turning to her to keep from him seeing you.
âHeâs still staring, though,â she frowns. âOkay, this dude is actually so creepy- Iâm done dancing, you too?â
You suddenly remember how much you miss Caroline.
âYeah, all done. Miss my girlfriend.â
âYâall are so clingy, God⌠anyways, where did we come from?â
âUm, there, I think.â You start leading her through the crowd, immediately forgetting about the man, thinking only about your beautiful girlfriend and how excited you are to see her again. Forgetting the fact thatâs only been about 20 minutes.
Suddenly, a flash of blue appears in front of you and youâre slamming into someone.
âOh, sorry!â You apologize, steadying yourself by grabbing onto Laila. âYou okay?â
Youâre met with a pale face and a goatee.
Your eyes widen but you manage to bite your tongue, Laila squeezing your hand so tightly it might snap off.
âAll good, pretty girl. You okay?â
âFine, thanks!â You manage to bite out, Lailaâs resolve slowly falling as she starts laughing a bit, and you try desperately to pull her away.
âHey,â the guy starts, but you pretend not to hear him and tug Laila past him. You canât bear to look behind yourself, scolding Laila softly as she starts boisterously laughing.
âOh, my God- you bumped into him!â
âLaila!â
This entire night has felt perfect so far, and it feels kinda picturesque that a super cliche movie thing happened to you. All you can do is laugh about it.
âWhatâcha laughing about?â Caroline asks, and you suddenly realize youâve escaped the dance floor and made it back to her.
âKK!â You smile, wrapping your arms around her neck and pressing a short kiss to her lips. She smiles back at you, looking at you in a way that can only be described as adoringly.
âOkay, bye,â Laila says, jokingly covering her eyes as she walks away to talk with some other teammates.
Caroline rolls her eyes at Laila but wraps her arm loosely around your waist, just keeping you close to her. âYouâre having fun, baby.â
âSo much, this is great. Why donât I go out more? Why donât I drink more? Oh, can I have that?â
Caroline stares down at her drink that youâve already drunk most of-
âCâmon, sweetheart, Iâll get you another one.â
âOkay!â You smile, feeling on top of the world with her arm around you again. She leads you around the outskirts of the dance floor, and you end up back at the bar- leaning against her while she orders.
Youâre standing side by side, and sheâs dropped the hand around your waist to pull out cash from her wallet. You miss her touch, so you lean your head against her shoulder, adjusting her jersey thatâs started slipping down your shoulder.
âCan I buy a drink for the pretty girl and her friend?â
At first, you donât even realize someoneâs talking to you.
You hear about it in the movies, the creepy guys at bars. You hear the horror stories from your friends and family. And you know itâs real, you know it happens- but you never ever think it could happen to you.
Suddenly, thereâs that same pale man right next to you, staring into your eyes with such and intensity you wonder if he has a medical condition or if this is some weird attempt at flirting.
âWhat?â
Its the only thing you can think to blurt out.
Caroline looks up from her wallet, stuffing it back into her pocket and turning to you, hearing your voice but confused as to what youâre talking about.
âCan I buy you a drink?â The guy repeats in a hopeful tone- but the way he carries himself irks you. Heâs self-entitled. Itâs not quite confidence, but itâs more so this idea that the entire world should bow at his feet. And, unfortunately, that includes you.
âExcuse me?â Caroline asks, quickly wrapping her arm around your shoulder and pulling you even closer. âThanks, but she doesnât want anything from you.â
âReally?â He asks, smiling in that same self-entitled way. âCâmon, honey. Youâre gorgeous, Iâm gorgeous, let me buy you a drink and take you home.â
You feel utterly frozen. Is this actually happening? Are there cameras somewhere?
âUhhhhâŚâ you say, looking between him and Caroline- the two of them currently engaged in a deadly staring competition.
âSorry, let me rephrase. My girlfriend doesnât want anything from you.â
âCaroline,â you mutter, hearing an edge to her voice thatâs turning from protective and wary to something a little more⌠violent. âLetâs just go, babe.â
âYeah, letâs just go,â she echoes. She turns around with you still under her arm, positioning herself between you and the other guy.
He scoffs as you both turn around- completely offended and shocked at the idea that you donât want him.
Maybe Caroline glaring at him sets him off. Maybe he just doesnât know when to quit.
âCâmon, baby- you know you want it. Stop being a little bitch.â
Your mouth parts slightly- and you almost want to laugh- him? Calling you a bitch?
You can feel Carolineâs entire body tense against you.
âCaroline-â you start, knowing her protective nature is going to get to her. Youâve seen it a thousand times on the ice when a girl on the other team gets too close to her goalie, or roughs up another Badger- Caroline fights on the ice.
God, youâve even confessed to her how sexy you think it is when she suddenly shoulder checks some girl, or slams her stick into someoneâs chest.
She whips around, her arm out in front of you, while the arm that was previously around your shoulder whips around and slams into his face.
You let out a yelp at the sheer speed of it all- one second you were walking away, and now Caroline is shaking out her hand as the man doubles over, clutching his jaw.
âYou stupid fucking bitch!â He shouts, a crowd quickly forming.
Thankfully, she ignores that comment.
âListen to me. You donât touch my girl, you donât look at her, you donât think about her- or I swear to God you will not be able to fuckinâ talk.â
She turns back around, her jaw clenched, and you gape at her- mouth opening and closing like a fish, you feel so stupid- but you donât even know what to say. Do you scold her? Do you kiss her? Because you kinda want to do both right now.
Your mind is literal mush. Not only was that the hottest thing youâve ever seen in your entire life- but also terrifying. Thankfully, you donât have to do anything, because Laila and a few other Badgers break through the crowd, grabbing KK and dragging her back towards the exit.
Laila softly taps you, and you tear your eyes away from the fuming man still clutching his cheek- mouth still stupidly dropped open.
âYou good?â Laila asks, softly putting her hand on your shoulder.
âGood,â you breathe. âOh, my God- I canât believe that just happened.â Laila leads you out of the bar, following behind KK who is getting⌠forcefully escorted out by her teammates.
The whispers and the staring stops when you exit the bar and into the fresh air. Itâs nice out here, still warm but thereâs a cool breeze running through. The bar was stuffy and hot, and you didnât even realize you were holding your breath until the fresh air is right in your face.
âOkay.â Britta Curl, Wisconsinâs captain sighs heavily, rubbing her temples. âWhat the fuck happened.â
Itâs not quite a question.
KKâs teammates let her go, and her jaw is clenched, fists also clenched at her sides. Sheâs like a tight little ball of anger right now, about to explode.
Sheâs obviously not going to answer, so Britta turns to you. Her frustration softens a bit, and youâre sure you look a little shaken up- you canât stop thinking: what if Caroline wasnât there?
What if he got his hands on you? What if he had stepped closer?
âYou okay, Y/N?â
âYes,â you breathe. All of the team knows you well, and most of them are truly your friends. Despite the fact itâs become a running joke to refer to you as âKK Harveyâs Girlfriendâ you know they all do care about you. âIâm fine, thank you.â
âShit, Y/N,â KK breathes, running her hand through her hair. Itâs nothing like earlier tonight when she said those words, when you were kissing your neck.
God, if you could go back to that.
She takes a few deep breaths. âShit. Iâm sorry, Y/N. I⌠I just couldnât help myself. I couldnât let him say that shit. Call you that, fuck.â
You can practically see the memories flash behind her eyes, and sheâs getting herself all worked up again.
âHarvey,â Britta cautions, putting her hand on her shoulder. âTake some breaths.â
âOkay, hold on,â Laila starts. âWas that who I think it was? Pale guy from the dance floor?â
âYeah,â you affirm, and Laila rolls her eyes.
âWhat a creep.â
âWait, who?â KK asks, suddenly completely still, staring at Laila in a way that reminds you of a predator about to attack. Sheâs still got that rage in her veins, and sheâs chasing the high, the retribution.
âThere was this guy on the dance floor, he was staring at Y/N in this, like, sexual assault-y way, super creepy-â
âA what way?â
Her voice is calm. But you know her, you know her voice- you can hear the pure rage behind it. That deadliness, all of that precision and strength from hockey honed to one target.
âOkay,â Laila says, sticking her palms out in a calming manner. âNot the best choice of words. Deep breaths, KK.â
âNo, like what? He was staring at my girlfriend like what?â
âCaroline.â
You walk towards her, placing your hands on her chest.
âCaroline, sweetheart, I love you⌠but you have to calm down, okay? He was just a fucking weirdo at a bar. And you punched him, remember? Heâs not going to talk to another girl, let alone me, for a long time.â
You force her to meet her eyes, and she stares at you for a few seconds- her face slowly starting to soften.
âSorry,â she mumbles after a moment.
âWhy do we even try?â One of her teammates whispers. You resist the urge to smile.
âWhy donât we go home, K?â
She looks over your shoulder at the door to the bar.
âYeah.â
âThank God,â Laila mutters. âThis was about to become a bloodbath. Everyone say âthank you, Y/N.ââ
A few of her teammates laugh, and even KK cracks a small smile as they all repeat the sentiment.
Britta turns to KK, glaring at her still somewhat disapprovingly.
âIâm sorry,â KK mutters again.
Britta sighs. âI⌠probably would have punched him too if I was there. I canât blame you.â
âExactly, like? What was I supposed to do? He called my girl a bitch and I was supposed to just walk away? Nah. No way.â
âOverprotective!â Laila chimes in with a sing-song voice, and all of you laugh.
Finally, you all manage to bid your goodbyes, Laila saying sheâll hitch a ride back from someone else- âI donât want to hear whatâs about to go on in that bedroom. Keep the biohazards to a minimum, though.â
Caroline opens the car door for you, moving around to the other side and quickly climbing in. She puts her hand on the inside of your thigh, not starting the car yet, and making no move to.
She hesitates for a moment.
âDid I scare you?â She finally asks, turning to you with such vulnerability etched into her face it fixes any part of your heart that had ever hurt.
You smile softly, because you love this girl and you canât believe she cares about you this much.
âNo, baby.â You put your hand on her face and she leans towards you. âI was scared⌠because I kept thinking about what would have happened if you werenât there.â
âIâm never letting you out of my sight at a bar again. Or ever, actually. Would you be down to tattoo Property of Caroline Harvey on your chest?â
âCaroline.â
âI love you.â You smile, the joking scold dying on your tongue. âI love you so much. And I canât believe youâre all mine.â
You fake gasp. âI cant believe youâre all mine. Caroline Harvey, Olympian, star-athlete, heartthrob of womenâs hockey-â
She shuts you up with a kiss. Youâre both smiling into it, your thumbs rubbing her check, her hand squeezing your thigh and her other hand coming up to lightly hold the base of your neck.
When you finally have to pull away for that stupid thing called breathing, you grab her hand and squeeze twice. She quirks her brow at you before realization washes over her face.
âWell, when my beautiful girl says itâs time to go, itâs time to go.â
She doesnât move her hand from your thigh the entire drive. And despite Caroline being a little hot headed and a little overprotective, itâs just her way of showing you she loves you- you canât think of it any other way.
Thereâs no one else in the world who would succumb to whatever you want just because you kissed their neck, no one else who you would feel confident completely placing your trust in, no one else who can love you the way she loves you.
And if tonight is any indication- she loves you to the point of violence. Which is kind of alarming, but mostly sweet.
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