#im gonna slow down and savour it a bit more but it’s been nice to just let a good piece of media wash over me

[breadclipp]

been hyperfixating on dungeon meshi the past couple of days

[alreadyblondenow]

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Johnny x reader // SMUT, angst, fluff, virgin!reader Summary: Every single part of you changed when you met Johnny. He’s a sweet responsible man who takes care of you even though he’s completely aware that you can take care of yourself. Even so, you let him because he gives you warmth that you can’t give yourself. Word count: 3k Warnings: Virginity loss, swearing, explicit mature themes, virginity kink?, corruption Note: If some words were misplaced, I apologise in advance. Half assed proofread hehe I’ll edit tomorrow im so sleepy. If you read already, Im sending you love. And thanks for putting up with shit hihi

You remember being a good daughter during high school. How you manage to have a high GPA just so you could make your parents proud and go to a nice college.

And when you got in to your dream college, you remember doing everything right during your those four years. Studied harder than ever and almost broke your back from staying up in front of your computer to finish your thesis. It was always about doing the right thing, staying on track, keeping out from trouble, always so sure what to do next after accomplishing the another. Until you met Johnny. It was the first time you felt so dumb and stupidly in love.

“Baby its not even in yet” you were sure that Johnny’s cock was inside already because the stretch hurts. It hurts so bad you can’t breath properly. “It fucking hurts.”

Johnny let out a giggle, kissing your breast while being half inside you, “Baby it supposed to hurt you’re a virgin” he’s clearly enjoying teasing you underneath him and savouring the tightness of your pussy for the first time. “My virgin”  kissing you a little too sweet and soft even though he’s cock is making your eyes teary. He pushes in again slowly with your consent and fucks you slow, then fast when he sees you relaxing already.

“Johnny wait - it really fucking hurts baby” you pant asking for more time. “Okay okay, Im going slow again, sorry. I thought-“ and he fucks you slowly again, kissing your neck and collarbones.

When the pain was gone, Johnny feels good inside you. You let a string of curses, kissing and bitting him almost covering his face with spit. With a steady and deep pace you were slowly getting why people love having sex. “Still hurting?” Johnny already knew the answer but he wanted to hear it from you. “Not anymore? Hmm. My virgin girlfriend?” you hum at the pet name he calls you. What a weird thing to call you, you thought. But you love it.

Drowned by lust and pleasure, you didn’t notice Johnny was picking up his pace. He’s to experienced for a virgin like you. The both of you can only groan and moan from the feeling you give each other. Exchanging kisses and bites to show affection and appreciation.

“Ugh you’re almost there now aren’t you?” Johnny asked in between fucking you faster than before but not enough to wreck you. “Feels good now yeah?” he grabs you legs and puts it closer to your chest for a new angle.

“Baby - You fuck good” you gulp, trying to help yourself speak while he fucks you with the new angle. “Is this what I’m missing for months now?” and theres Johnny’s smirk again

“Im afraid so baby, Im afraid so”

You whine when he slowed down his pace. “Do you mind if I play a bit?” you didn’t gave him an answer but Johnny proceeds anyway. He knew you’re at the edge already and being the experienced one between the two of you, he wants to have fun and make the best out of this moment. Unexpectedly you earned long and hard stripes of lick on your cunt that made you closed your eyes shut and yell at him.

Johnny is so amused seeing you so fucked up for the first time. Without a warning he pushes inside you again and fucks you with the same pace as earlier. He noticed your eyebrows furrow and your lips parted letting out sounds so sweet for him.

“I think I found you sweet spot baby” you couldn’t agree more.

“Am I fucking you good huh? Am I fucking you right?” only gasps and moans comes out from your mouth.

“You have to show me baby. You have to cum” but that’s the problem, you knew you have this weird feeling in your abdomen that you somehow can’t let go off. Finally having the strength to talk back, latching on his arms and moving you head from side to side, “I’m trying to let go baby - fuck give me time” but being the dominant that he says he is, Johnny is losing patience and you don’t know what to do. “Aren’t I fucking you good? Why aren’t you cuming yet huh?”

And just as you though the knotting in your abdomen couldn’t get worse, it did. But this time you knew what you want. “Fuck baby! More” to your surprise, he didn’t fucked you faster but he fucked you harder instead. You didn’t know it will give you the same satisfaction that you were craving for just seconds ago before he delivered hard thrusts. He felt your pussy clench and that’s enough for Johnny to make the both of you cum together.

“There you go. You like it rough huh okay I’ll do better next round” Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. You can feel his hips slapping on your skin and you finally felt that sweet release that he was asking for. You cum before him and he chased his orgasm by fucking you faster, he didn’t know that made you overstimulated. “You’re okay, sshh. You’re okay.”

He removes the condom and helped you come down your high. Massaging everything he can as a form of apology, “sorry for being rough” he kisses your shoulders and you encircled your arms around him.

“I got a boyfriend that can fuck that good?” forcing a smile trying to fight the exhaustion. Johnny blushed by your sudden compliment making his eyes small. When you pull him for a hug, his body is warm and sweaty but he surprisingly still smells good. That day you asked Johnny to keep on fucking you until you learn how to be confident on having sex with him. For you, Johnny was the prefect person to help you say goodbye to your innocence.

Every single part of you changed when you met Johnny. He’s a sweet responsible man who takes care of you even though he’s completely aware that you can take care of yourself. Even so, you let him because he gives you warmth that you can’t give yourself.

He completely changed your uptight personality and introduced you to thrills and excitement. You never felt so alive after giving up that perfect image of you that you try to maintain.

He made you crave for pleasure and lust that he’s willing to give as long as you let him love you unconditionally and you give the same in return. Of course you love Johnny. He taught you that love shouldn’t always be perfect and that it could be a lot more complicated sometimes. Which is true. You always thought love should be perfect and it’s always about marriage and having kids. And you want none of that. For the first time in your life you don’t want to follow the life your parents want you to have.

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Johnny is balls deep in your pussy, panties to the side and fucking you good on the dinner table. The man couldn’t get his hands off of your perfect figure. The room is full of moans and the sound of the table rocking back and forth from Johnny’s thrusts.

“What if we get married?” Johnny blurted out.

That doesn’t sound right. “Ah!” still catching your breath gasping and wanting more but what you heard made your head dizzy. “Johnny, I need you to get off”

“What- why? What did I do?” you got down from the table grabbing your satin shorts on the floor, wearing it again. You see Johnny putting his cock back in his boxer briefs and putting his pants on. “Is it because of what I just said? Im sorry I didn’t mean to. Lets just forget about it okay?”

“The fact that you already considered it Johnny... you will continuously think about it then someday you’re going to ask me again and again” you crossed your arms and sat across the table.

“What?” he scoffed.  “Didn’t you think that someday we will get married? Didn’t that crossed your mind! Isn’t that the goal? Isn’t that our goal!”

“Don’t shout. And no. Thats the last thing that I want. And see, thats what Ive been saying. Once you thought about the M word, you will never stop thinking about it ever again” there was a few minutes of silence, you knew you’re gonna tear up the moment you talk again. But he has to hear your part, he has the right to know what you want.

“Getting... “ your voice already cracked. “Having kids, settling down all of it. You don’t know how those things work Johnny, they’re suffocating. The weight of the responsibilities is unbearable”

“So you’re saying a life with me is something bad that will change your life completely” he wanted you to look at him but you can’t,  “So what? Were just gonna fuck like teenagers until were 40? You sound like you’re going to leave me one day.”

“I  don’t know. Its just… its not me Johnny”

“Or maybe you just don’t love me enough y/n” he pushed his hair back leaning on the table and staring you down with cold eyes, “clearly were not on the same page anymore.”

“Thats not true”

He doesn’t say a word. He gets his jacket and kissed you on your cheeks. You can’t watch him leave because it will hurt you so much. But when you heard your door close gently, suddenly you felt so weak and cold.  

The next day you asked him to go grab breakfast with you before you two go to work. Not knowing how to fix this, you still tried to reach up to him. Maybe you just got lucky that he didn’t want to pry on what happened yesterday and everything seemed fine during breakfast. From there on Johnny stopped talking about what he wants to happen in the future. Not bringing up the M word again, he’s not asking you random baby names anymore, no more IKEA window shopping for your future shared apartment. And quite frankly you miss it. Without Johnny being hopeful like that, your relationship seems dull.

You try to bring the old him back by asking him to go IKEA shopping with you. He agreed but he was quiet the whole time. He just talks whenever you asked him something.

You caught him looking at this couple who was checking furnitures together, his eyes full of envy and you can see right through him.

When you got home, you placed the bags on top of the table and went straight to the bathroom to cry. Constantly blaming yourself for not wanting the same thing as Johnny wants and for ruining the relationship you have. You grabbed a towel from the basket and you bit it to filter your screams. If you thought he didn’t hear any of your sobs and screams, you’re wrong. He’s waiting for you on the other side of the door crying his eyes out too.

Knowing that he’s outside waiting for you, you tried forming your words and forcing yourself to speak. “B-baby, I just cant provide the things you want in life anymore. You’re hurt, Im hurt. And we cant fix it because we don’t want the same things anymore. I can’t force myself to marry you and have kids when I don’t want to. And You don’t have to stop wanting and dreaming to have a family just because I don’t want to. Johnny, I think this is where it ends” You told him he could leave you and there will be no hard feelings. The breakup was somehow peaceful, no screaming and yelling like what you thought it would be. Maybe you just love each other that much but it’s still not enough.

After breaking up with Johnny, you went back home and help your sister plan her wedding. Although the two of you has very different views when it comes to marriage, you loved seeing your sister happy and excited to be married. During the wedding your sister shared the news that she’s already seven weeks pregnant and you couldn’t be more happier and the day became even more eventful because of the little angel. That day, you saw your sister’s husband tear up while she was walking down the aisle. That day, you heard your sister’s husband shout “I’m going to be a father!” You can’t help but think about how happy Johnny must be if he become someone’s husband and how happy he could be when he finally become a father.

After months and months of waiting, you finally met the little angel. An angel that changed your life. You don’t know what happened to you but meeting the little angel changed your perception in life. Yours sister’s baby was a miracle to many people, you included. Seeing how happy your sister and her husband with the baby made you realise that bringing life into this world can give you genuine happiness. You loved your niece unconditionally, showered him with every love you could possibly give and turns out you’re good with kids.

Another wedding is bound to happen, a little rushed and unplanned but you do know the couple loved each other. You knew you could possibly ran into Johnny during the wedding and you did. He looked fine as always, almost made every bridesmaid craving for him.

“All right! calling all the single ladies, it’s time for bride to throw her bouquet”

You were sure you’re sitting far from the bride not bothering to even get up and participate. You were also sure that you will never going to catch it even if you made an effort. But somehow you wanted it to come to you, near enough and catch it with both arms for Johnny. And it did. It landed on your lap. You scoffed looking at the beautiful flowers, smelling it to make it less awkward.

When the party started, everyone was almost drunk enough to care whose wedding it is. Laughter and giggles everywhere. You were alone, enjoying a whole bottle of champagne all by yourself.

“Mind if you tell who’s the lucky guy?” not turning your head back to look, that voice is familiar enough for you to know who it is.

“So happy to see you here Johnny” instead of giving him a hug you gave him a toast. Looking at each other’s fingers. Johnny checks your finger for any sign of an engagement ring and you checking his fingers for a wedding ring.

None. You answered his question to make the situation less awkward, “Just got lucky” you let out a small giggle. “The bride pretty much threw it far. And it just so happens that I’m sitting far enough for it to land on my lap” you both laughed, happy that you’re able to see each other again. Happy to have the chance to see each other’s eyes again without tears in it.

“How about you? Who’s the lucky girl?” Johnny laughs and downed the remaining alcohol from his glass.  

“Still you”

You didn’t expect him to be straightforward but you’re happy about it. That night Johnny brought you to his new apartment and you had sex on his couch, on his bedroom floor and on his bed. The next morning you were welcomed back to Johnny’s life again with all smiles, kisses and a lot of orgasms he almost ran out of condoms.

For the past couple of months you and Johnny were busy catching up with all the years you spent apart and slowly building a more established relationship. Your life couldn’t be more happier.

“Baby Im home. And Im tired” you heard him drop his keys at the table near the door, of course he made his way to the kitchen first. Feeling his arms encircled around your waist, “I’m almost done with making dinner” you gave him a kiss and he made his way to the living room. Then you heard him shout, you slowly put down the hot pot and hurried yourself to Johnny.

“Oh my gosh! Who are you?” Johnny is pointing at your sister’s baby crawling around in the living room, playing with his toys.

“Gosh you scared me. T-thats my sister’s baby. I need to babysit tonight hope you don’t mind”

“Oh! I don’t mind… Come here you little ball of sunshine, lets play” and Johnny came crawling around the living room trying to catch the energetic baby. You giggle at the sight of Johnny crawling around. He’s so tall and big.

“Johnny, I thought you’re tired…”

“Nope. Not anymore”

When you’re both in bed with the baby in between the two of you, Johnny cant stop looking after the kid, humming lullabies and patting his small legs making him sleep deeper.  

“Johnny a lot of things changed when we were apart. I started to love kids and actually looking forward on having one someday” you looked at him,  “or some…” you whispered carefully not to wake the sleeping angel. He chuckled lightly, pushing his hair back “I know” he whispered back. He pats his side of the bed, gesturing you to lay beside him. He puts a pillow next to the sleeping kid so he can still roll around the bed safely.

Johnny pulled you close to him, hovering his leg on yours. He feels warm as always. “For how long?” you asked out of curiosity. “since we got back together. You constantly talk about having our own house someday whenever we watch lifestyle network. And, you constantly ask me to fuck you raw” You were both trying not to laugh so hard cover each others mouths. Before you two close your eyes, Johnny told you he liked the idea of the two of you whispering “Whispering is good. Can’t wait to have more whispering moments with you.”

The next day your sister came in really early, Johnny was still sleeping. You told her how he took care of the baby and that he was the one who babysit the whole night playing and taking care of him. “tell Johnny I said thank you. And please, make your own baby” you can’t believe your sister just told you to have your own baby already. “Okay okay. Get out already before you wake him up. I love you, drive safe”

When you came back to the bed with Johnny, he kissed you good morning completely aware that the baby is already with your sister. “I’m gonna miss the little guy” eyes still closed he’s still whispering so you played along. “Well, we can always make our own little guy” and that woke Johnny up hovering you and showering you with wet kisses. He’s so heavy but you’d rather let him crush you than being away from him again.

“Just so you know I want three kids. Two boys one girl” he says with a big smile while drawing circles around your tummy. “You do realise thats three different educations…” he chuckled and showered your exposed tummy with kisses making you tickle and whine.

“I  know, thats why were gonna save like crazy before having them” he finally kissed you on the lips.

“I like that plan Johnny Seo you sound even more sexier. Lets be sure everything is fine and settled when they enter this world”

“And completely change our lives” he can’t stop rubbing your tummy, “I love how we’re compromising now. I never want to yell at you ever again. Not now, not ever. Definitely not in front our children”

You catch his hand and interlock your fingers with his, “I never want that to happen too baby” Johnny came closer to you, kissing you deeply. “Baby why are we whispering?”

you feel his hands creep inside your shorts, teasing your clothed clit and you let out a soft moan, biting his lips. “I don’t know... practicing to be quiet maybe?” He chuckles in between kisses.

“You going to marry me now?”

“Yes Johnny, I will”

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[greyygracee]

gorgeous... what does it mean? (sal fisher x reader)

Fandom - Sally Face

Summary - The reader finds out that Sal doesn’t seem to grasp what the word gorgeous means. This fan fiction was heavily inspired by the wonderful anime, Violet Evergarden.

Notes - Thank you all so much for the re-blogs and likes on heroine! It really means a lot to me and encourages me to keep on doing what I love which is writing :)).

As always, No pronouns for the reader are mentioned, if you do see they/them (referring to the reader) within this fan fiction, please replace them with your preferred pronouns. I did post this on AO3 as well, so if you want to read it there, the link is here

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Sal Fisher.

When I say that name, it reminds me of the boy to whom I hold dear to me. It would be an understatement to say that I liked the boy, because in reality, the feelings I had for him are immeasurable, hell, even saying his name out loud gives me pleasure and rolls off the tongue with ease.

Sal and I have been dating for around 2 months now and we have been friends ever since I was a 13. We pretty much grew up together and I practically lived with him at this point seen as we were both of age and we were inseparable- both as a couple and as best friends. 

We were a fairly new couple and it was hard for us to adjust to the sudden lifestyle of showing affection toward one another, so we took it slow. There was the occasional date every now and again, but we never really held hands or anything of the sort- mostly because we just simply weren't ready for that yet.

I remember one occasion where in which he invited me out on a date himself, which was a weird turn of events. He asked me out to the markets that happened every weekend during the summer months of the year, more notably during June when there's the most traffic. I closed my eyes and sighed as I sat on my bed, 'remember...'

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June 15, 1995 - 3:15pm

I shoved my hands in the pockets of my (F/C) jacket as i stood in a market with wondering children, teenagers and adults, all wearing normal attire as they walked past Sal and I. The market was near the Addison Apartments which was convenient for us both seen as we did live in the cursed apartment. Sal had asked me out on a date today, a strange change of events but I (obviously) said yes and encouraged him to ask me out on more dates. I watched the crowd with timid eyes, careful not to stare at the people who i knew would get mad at me for staring.

"Y/N" Sal said to me, his blue eyes were concentrated on me with a hand on his heart, he gripped at his shirt as he looked down at a brooch that was similarly coloured to that of my eye colour. The (E/C) brooch reflected into his eyes, which made him all the more beautiful despite his prosthetic. I walked over beside him as I looked at the brooch myself, he looked at me and I looked at him. we both made eye contact as Sal pointed at the brooch,

"Your eyes... Y/N.. It's coloured like.. Your eyes" He pointed out. My cheeks tingled with a burning sensation that I wanted to stop myself, but the effort would prove itself wasted if i had tried to stop the pink blooming across my (S/C) face. There was a brief moment of silence between us where we both just.. stared at each other. Sal soon after we fell into silence narrowed his eyes and looked elsewhere, obviously embarrassed since he thought i didn't get what he had said,

"Never mind... You probably don't get it anyway" He mumbled as he took my hand and dragged me away from where the brooch laid. After a couple seconds of debating what to do, I pulled Sal's arm so then he stumbled backward into me and stopped walking. Sal gasped as he held onto his mask and fell back into me,

"Stop walking Sal! I know what you meant with the brooch." I said, he looked up at me and sighed, he opened his mouth to speak and before he could speak, I was quick to hush him with a finger on his prosthetic where his lips would be. I smiled sheepishly as I bowed my head and thought more about the brooch that he had compared my eyes to,

"It is a gorgeous brooch, thank you" I said, flustered as his eyes shone a little brighter, I looked toward him to see that he seemed to be in deep thought,

'gorgeous...' he mumbled under his breath as I laughed a little and snapped him back to his senses,

"Yeah, gorgeous! I appreciate that." I said as I squeezed his hand that I was still holding, upon realising this, he snatched his hand from where i was holding it. I laughed a little as I tugged on Sal's sleeve,

"It's getting late, we should be getting home, Sally Face" I said to him, he rolled his eyes as he spoke with what I assumed to be a smile beneath his prosthetic,

"Yeah, yeah, ok mum. Les go." He replied, I snickered as I stuck by his side and walked back to Addison Apartments.

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Those were the early signs of it. Within our first month of dating, we got to know a lot more about one another than we did during our many years of knowing each other, it just so happens that one of those facts was that Sal didn't know adjectives that would commonly describe someone as beautiful or pretty. It made sense, seen as little to no people knew what lay under his mask, but it never failed to make me frown whenever I thought about it.

I closed the door behind me as I walked out of my dad and I's room in the apartment, we lived on the same floor as Sal so it was easier for us to see each other. I walked over to room 402 and raised my hand to knock on the door, however instead I was greeted with a masked face opening the door. I flinched backward and stared at the masked boy who was standing there, he had his blue hair down and was wearing a black long sleeved shirt with maroon coloured ripped leggings. He also wore a prosthetic mask that was coloured purple on one side and white on the other, there was a crack on it so he placed tape in between the crack.

"Sal?" I asked, unsure of who it was, I heard a snicker from the blue haired boy as he nodded,

"Y/N" he replied as he leaned against the doorframe and crossed his arms, I blushed a little as I scanned the boy up and down,

"What happened to the pigtails?" I asked as I stared at him, he shrugged

"I wanted to try out something new today, what's the matter with it?" He replied, I shook my head and chuckled,

"Nothin, just not used to seeing you like this" I said, Sal got off from the doorframe, he walked out and shut the door behind him,

"Fair enough." He replied, I snickered as I crossed my arms,

"What are you? The door or somethin'? I almost knocked on your prosthetic. i coulda knocked you out if i wasn’t careful" I said as I flicked his prosthetic mask as lightly as I could, Sal laughed and messed up my (H/L) hair,

"Shut up you, now where're we heading?" He asked as we walked down the hallway and went to the elevator, I put a keycard in that Sal gave to me a while back and I chose the basement level.

"Outside for once" I replied, Sal let out a hardy chuckle as he looked over at me,

"Sounds nice, you said you wanted to give me something?" He inquired, I nodded and held out a small, brown, wooden box in my right hand, Sal let out a gasp as he reached out to touch it, I snatched it away before Sal and I shook my head.

"Patience, my Sally Face" I said, Sal groaned and he crossed his arms at what I said and faced the elevator doors as they opened. I winked at the frustrated boy and I walked out of the elevator, Sal followed close behind. Larry and Lisa weren't at home, so I asked Larry for permission to go through his house to get to the back of the apartment and, if we needed, if it was okay to use the treehouse. I remember Larry saying 'go on dude, you do you'.

We made our way through Larry's house and outside the back of Addison apartment, I sat down on my knees when we were a good ways away from Addison hotel and I looked up at Sal.

"Sit" I instructed as I patted a spot next to me and smiled sweetly up at the boy, he sat where I told him to on, his knees as well, and looked over at me.

"So, are you gonna give it to me now?" he asked, I laughed and I nodded, I took the box from beside me and caressed it, Sal was extremely impatient, so much so that sometimes it was insufferable. He looked at me with wide eyes and what I thought would be a smile on his face. 

Earlier in our relationship, he did willingly show me his face, I still remember it like it had happened yesterday. Ever since then, when we were alone, he'd take off his mask despite how vulnerable and small it made him feel. I smiled at the boy and put a hand on his mask,

"Is it okay if you take this off? I love seeing your face, Sal, you don't have to take it off, though" I said, he let out a sigh as he nodded, he started to shake a little which I took notice of. He silently reached behind his head as he undid the buckles at the back and took off his mask. He set it to the side and gazed at me. I pressed a kiss against his cheek as I smiled at him,

"You're very pretty, Sal" I mentioned, his face turned pink as he looked at the floor,

"Im still kinda insecure about it though.. It'll take a lot of getting used to but I can trust you" He replied, he looked up at me and smiled sheepishly,

"Thank you, Y/N, I appreciate that" he said in a weak voice, I threw my arms around him and pulled him into a tight hug, he froze up a little as he wrapped his arms weakly around my torso and squeezed a little bit. The hug was warm, and it felt really nice. Moments of slight intimacy like these that Sal and I shared are the reason why we didn't do it much, just so then we could savour the moments we had together a bit longer.

I eventually pulled away and extended the box towards him, he stared at it and looked up at me and then down at the box, his face still red from the moment we had just shared.

"For you" I said as I waved the box around to gain his attention, his face turned a little red as he mumbled 'oh.. right' and took the box from my hand. I chuckled a little as I shuffled a bit closer to see his reaction as to what was in the wooden box. 

After a moment of hesitation, he lifted the lid off of the box and set it aside, his eyes laid upon what was in the box as they turned into the size of sauce pans. Tears brimmed the lids of his eyes and he took out the (E/C) brooch that was inside of the box. He looked at me and gestured towards the brooch,

"I-is this-" He asked as I cut him off,

"Yeah.. The brooch you compared to my eyes at the market a while ago. You seemed mesmerised by it and I couldn't help myself" I said, He looked at the brooch once again and held it up to his forehead with a smile on his face,

"T-thank you.. Y/N.." He said, tears fell down his cheeks as he gripped harder onto the beautiful (E/C) brooch. He put the brooch back in the box as he took a wilting rose out of his pocket, he sighed,

"I remember that day, and I remember the words you spoke... There was one that stood out to me the most, and that was gorgeous" He looked over at me and tucked some of the stray (H/C) locks that had fallen out of my (ear / hair clip) previously,

"You called the brooch gorgeous.. But, I fail to understand what that word means.." Sal said, I gasped as my eyes started to brim with tears that when I blinked, rolled down my cheeks and fell onto the grass below. The feeling of dread hit me like a truck going down a highway at 1000 miles an hour. I whipped my head around to the blue haired boy who sat beside me, my eyes were wide and my (S/C) cheeks were almost pale with shock,

'Sorry, can you.. s-say that again...? Sal?" I asked, I had to make sure that I wasn't hearing Sal wrong. Sal, without thinking, picked up the wilting red rose that I had just put down. He stared at it for a while before pressing the wilting flower against his purple and white prosthetic mask which posed as a barrier between him and I. Petals from the rose that couldn't hold on any longer fell onto the grass below us, and Sal merely watched. He moved the flower away from his face as he faced me once again,

'Please... Teach me what that word means....' Sal said, his voice light and soft, which caused my heart to pang even more than it previously had.

'Sal...' I said, dragging out the 'a'. His stare was helpless and he didn't seem to know what was wrong. I sighed and adjusted my sitting position so then I was sitting in front of him. I took one of his pale hands in both of mine and caressed it. He looked up at me and tilted his head a little, I let his hand go as I raised my arm and pointed to the sky, painted all sorts of hues as the sun was setting,

"What's this, Sal?" I asked, he looked to where I was pointing and looked back at me,

"The sky?" He replied, answering my question. I looked back at him and nodded,

"Right! How would you describe it" I said, looking at him, he looked back at the sky once again and studied it,

"I- it's uh- it's really pretty?" He replied once again, I smiled and nodded and he peered back at me, I pointed to the box that held the brooch inside of it,

"How would you describe the item in the box, Sal?" I inquired, he furrowed his eyebrows, I could tell he was getting frustrated,

"Pretty." He said, there were no signs of hesitation in his voice this time, seeing if I wanted a different answer, I simply smirked and nodded,

"Although blunt, yes, it is pretty" I said, he rolled his eyes and stared straight at me,

"What's the point of thi-" He spoke, but before he could finish his sentence, I pointed at him. Due to surprise, something got caught in his throat and he started to cough, I laughed as I patted him on the back. After the fit of coughs he had just had, I went back to pointing at him,

"How would you describe yourself, Sal" I asked, his face turned red as he stared at my pointed finger. After too long of waiting for him to say something, I smiled sweetly,

"I'd describe you as gorgeous, or what you understand, pretty" I said, he nodded, understand what I was saying. I lowered my hand and crossed my arms as I stared at the boy in front of me. His face turned a little pink as he lifted up his arm to point at me,

"So... That means you'd be gorgeous?" He asked as he leaned a little closer in, I smiled as my face turned a little pink,

"Cause.. Whenever I look at you, I don't feel alone anymore" He explained, leaning dangerously close to me,

"Whenever you look at me, my heart races and I see a future.. a future with you in it" Sal whispered against my lips, his indigo eyes staring into my (E/C) eyes. We were both extremely close to each other and Sal seemed to know this, however, he didn't flinch back. He didn't get impatient and look away, he stayed where he was. I knew what he wanted, but I was too scared to do anything but sit there.

"Y/N... I know it's taken a while for me to kiss you or hold your hand, and I'm sorry. I know there were moments where you wanted to kiss me, where you wanted to hold my hand and know I was really there. I felt it too, I really, really did." He explained, he pressed his forehead against mine with his eyes closed as he opened his eyes once again and tucked some hair behind my ear,

"I hope that I can make up for that.. Y/N, can I try something?" He asked with confidence dripping like goo from his words, I nodded

"Go ahead, Sal. I trust you" I replied, he nodded and he closed his eyes.

He hesitated for a bit, the silence was killing me as much it was him. Sal, of course, got impatient and harshly pressed his lips against mine, it was brief and quick, the movement was so fast I couldn't seem to process it. Before I knew it, the sensation of Sal's lips on mine was gone, and I had hardly felt it. He didn't seem quite satisfied, and nor did I, so he rolled his eyes and gently pressed his lips on mine again.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer, he wrapped his arms around my torso and pulled me closer to him, we were both on our knees so it didn't really matter. The kiss was passionate and, as cheesy as it sounds, full of whatever unspoken love we both had for each other that we hadn't acted on for what I presumed was years. We both eventually pulled away, we were practically out of breath and my knees throbbed.

Though breathless, Sal managed to say something to break the somewhat painful silence of our heavy breathing,

"I love you.. Y/N, I love you so fucking much that it hurts" He said, I pressed a quick kiss to his cheek with a wide smile,

"I love you too, Sal. You're the world to me" I replied, as he got up from where he was kneeling, I grabbed his prosthetic mask he almost left behind. Sal put his hand out for me to take, which I took, and he helped me get up. He pulled me forward so then I fell into him and he wrapped his arms around my torso as he stared into my eyes,

"You're my world too, Y/N" He replied. He pressed a kiss to my lips as he pulled away and stole his prosthetic back. I straightened myself up and he put his prosthetic back on,

"Say.. uh Y/N" He said, I looked over at him and nodded,

"Yeah?" I replied,

"Two things" He mentioned,

"One, will you take me as your boyfriend?" Sal asked, I nodded and smiled widely,

"Of course, only if you'll take me as your significant other" I replied with a smirk on my face, he chuckled and nodded,

"Why do you think Im asking if i wouldn't be?" He asked me, I shrugged my shoulders and shook my head,

"Go on?" I asked,

"Is it okay if you stay the night with me- or visa versa?" He asked with a sheepish smile on his face, I nodded as I pointed over to the treehouse,

"Larry said we can borrow the treehouse for the night.. We could use that? Y'know.. somewhere without our parents" I said suggestively, he laughed and nodded,

"I'll race ya" he challenged, I laughed as I nodded,

"Game on, loser." I replied, agreeing to his challenge. We both bolted for the treehouse with smiles on our faces from what had just previously taken place. As I raced with my new found boyfriend, everything felt as if it were going to be okay.

[dingoat]

[ @askshivanulegacy​ asked for ‘Animal Attack’ amongst other prompts and, I mean, THE OPTIONS WERE ENDLESS. I had another little seed of an idea that I’ll probably jot down as well at some point but I also thought it might be nice to fill out a little more of Ahuska’s present situation, seasoned heartily with angst. ]

At first she actually tried to ignore it, some soft and gentle thought trying to insist that it was wrong, that she didn’t want to, that even if it didn’t seem so now, following that restless impulse would make her feel bad when she woke up. She didn’t want to be bad, even if she didn’t have the slightest idea why it would be wrong for her to follow that itch, to track that irritation, and to silence it. She’d ignored it before, hadn’t she? And she’d been…

The wolf hesitated, feet shifting on the spot, and let out a thin whine as a memory slowly drew itself to the surface of her mind, through a fog of stunted and imbalanced neurons that had been manipulated to prevent exactly that.

“….and I knew I was safe with you. I didn’t… I’m not a monster, am I? Not always, I… don’t think in quite the same way, you weren’t being silly at all it just seemed that way but I…” She remembered words spilling out in a tumble, her words, as memories of a night not completely unlike this one slowly flickered back to her, and she was fidgeting, she was holding… holding his hand, and it was soft and deft and gentle and her heart was being pulled. “I was good, wasn’t I?”

“I thought you were. I thought you were very good.” He thought she was good! He said it, and his voice, oh, his lovely voice, she’d heard it so sharp and fierce but that only made it all the sweeter when it turned soft, her fox, her fox! Where was he? Why hadn’t he come to run with her yet, why had he stopped coming to see her even in her sleep?

The wolf paced and whined deeper, tossing her great head as pangs of loneliness gnawed at her mercilessly. It hurt, it hurt to run alone, and that pain was like salt rubbed into the ever growing irritation that made the back of her eyes feel hot and her mouth feel dry.

She threw back her head and howled her misery into the stars, and then she dug her claws into the earth and kicked off at a run, shutting off her thoughts and letting her wild instincts guide her feet.

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The morning was cool and soaked in mist, and Ahuska let her toes curl against the mossy ground, savouring the sensation as she wound her slow way down the mountainside. She was grateful that she’d managed to make her way back up to her cottage before daybreak, glad that her wolf-self had managed at least that much sensible decision making, even if the rest of the night was a disappointing haze. She plainly hadn’t had the sense to find something to eat to compensate for the energy burn of shifting back and forth, though, and had woken ravenous. Her cupboards were starting to run bare, and she wasn’t in the mood to cook… so a wander down to the little town below was in order.

Partway down the mountainside, the sound of voices caused her to stop short.

“Guess we’ll just leave him here?”

“Elek, if anyone comes after ‘im better they find him as is. And if not, ahh, the cliff buzzards’ll pick him clean before long. Not one of us, not our problem.”

The cold weight of dread settled gently at the pit of Ahuska’s stomach, and a large part of her just wanted to turn back the way she’d come. But she knew that she’d be back before the day was out, because already that need to know was urging her on despite herself, and it would only get stronger the more time she gave herself to dwell.

She recognised them, or to be more precise she recognised their armour; Brekk who farmed merlies on the lower slopes, and the other whose name she didn’t know, but had frequently seen tinkering with swoops and speeders out in the square.

“What… what is it…?” She let her tentative call announce her arrival, as she skirted a little rocky outcropping to see what held the attention of the pair of armoured figures.

Recognising her, the odd little Bothan recluse who spoke their language but didn’t wear their armour, who sequestered herself away in the mountains and sometimes brought furs or paintings down to the market, who never caused trouble but never offered anything of herself either… the Mandalorians stepped aside and offered her a clear view.

“Not a friend of yours, I hope?” Brekk offered genially.

Ahuska stared, a hand to her mouth and her heart twisting harshly in her chest. A body. Of course it was a body. Sprawled across the ground in a horrific display, robes bloody and shredded, the man had been gutted and had his throat torn out, and pieces of him stretched out further than the reach of his awkwardly twisted limbs.

“N-no, I’ve… never… seen him before,” Ahuska said weakly, and the lie felt like slime on her tongue. She suddenly felt ill.

“Ahhh, don’t let it get to you. Happens sometimes, and whatever it was got him done us all a favour anyhow!” Brekk kicked at the ground, and the unmistakeable shape of a lightsaber hilt clinked across the rocks. “Ain’t nobody here gonna miss a shab’la saber-jockey.”

Ahuska felt a rush of nausea, and bent over double, retching. But all she had to bring up from her empty stomach was a bit of bloody bile that left a bad taste in her mouth to go with the wretched feeling in her soul. She found herself murmuring some sort of barely intelligible apology and backing away with both hands covering her wrinkled snout, unable to get away fast enough.

“Aww, pity. I thought she had some stomach to ‘er,” Brekk commented to his companion as Ahuska fled the area. “Wonder if that’s the first time she seen an animal attack?”

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Come Here Sweetheart

Zyglavis x Reader

“Come here sweetheart.” Zyglavis pulled you into his lap and ran kisses down your neck and onto your chest. His arm snaked up your back then to your neck to pull you in for a kiss. Your lips crashed together as his tongue darted inside you so he could savour the taste of your mouth. “I’ve been thinking about you.” His hands reached up under your loose fitting dress to cup your breasts. “Have you been good?” He asked. “I’ve been good. Very good.” You smiled at him. You paused as he ran his hands down your bare thighs and he began to lift up your dress, letting out a soft moan. Leaving you in only your underwear, you pressed yourself eagerly into his leg to relieve some of the pressure. The familiar pooling in your stomach started to radiate like it did any time you were around him. His presence turned you on immensely. “Earlier I had a shower, when the water was splashing all over my naked body… It made me think of you. It made me think about how much I’d missed you since you’d been away.” You said softly. It had been a week since he had left for the heavens but you did genuinely miss him. Being in the heavens all the time meant he was barely here on Earth. You loved that he was dedicated to his work but it always made you sad when you were not with him. You were off work for the weekend so he came to visit you.

“Did you touch yourself?” He asked, his voice low and deep. You shook your head and bit your lip as you wiggled your ass. “Good girl.” Zyglavis kissed you again and unclasped your bra, letting your breasts bounce out. He took a nipple in his mouth and bit down on it, making you yelp, then he massaged the soft flesh as his mouth returned to yours. “Spread your legs. I want your pussy nice and wet..ready for all the things I’m going to do.” Zyglavis ripped off your lacy black panties, snapping the material at the sides. He lifted you up and placed you on your back. He knelt down onto the floor so he could pull you towards the edge of the bed. He ran his hands over your thighs as he nudged your legs apart so he could get closer. “Fuck” He muttered as he ran a finger teasingly through your folds. ”This innocent little pussy does things to me.” Zyglavis ran a single stiff lick from your slit to your clit before encompassing it in his lips and giving it a light suck. The warm wet sensation caused your body to jolt, and you cried out and gripped his hair tightly. He began to lap with the flat of his tongue against you while flashing a devilish smile, causing your head to hit the bed with a thud and a loud moan to escape your lips. With every stroke of the tongue, your body pulsed and your hips bucked up, grinding into his face. Soon he inserted two fingers inside you, hooking them up to stroke your g-spot from within. “Fuck! Fuck…Fuck!” You came without warning, quickly and violently. He could tell it had even surprised you by the look on your face. Your legs trembled as you coated his fingers with your slick wetness. Your heart was thumping in your chest as you bucked your hips off the bed, squirming under his touch.

“You came without my permission?” He cocked his eyebrow at you as he kissed your clit with punishing impact causing your whole body to shudder. Your orgasm had left you so sensitive and he wasn’t going to let you off too easily. “Im sorry Zyglavis.. ” You whispered. “I didn’t realize I was so close.” He frowned at you. “Hmmm, neither did I.” He said as he withdrew his fingers from you, leaving you whimpering. “You forgot to say please.” He pushed his fingers into your mouth. “Lick.” You obediently cleaned your juices off his fingers, the dirtiness of tasting yourself made you moan. “Im going to let you off, but you have to ask. You know that don’t you.” Zyglavis slapped your pussy hard, the mixture of pain and pleasure radiated through your body. Zyglavis quickly discarded his shirt and pants, palming his cock through his underwear. You moved hungrily over to him, tugging at the waistband to pull them down. His large cock popped out and hit his stomach with a thud, it was so hard it made your mouth water.

“No more playing, ______. I want you. Now. I want you to get on top of me, then turn around so I can see your pretty little ass bounce off my cock.” Following his orders you turned your back and straddled him. Your hands shook as you guided him into your needy pussy. He let out a loud hiss as you took him inside you. Zyglavis loved how you felt even tighter after you had cum. The pressure around his cock was intoxicating as he stretched out your walls as his length disappeared inside you. You rocked your hips to get used to the feeling of fullness, taking in the satisfying feeling of being completely filled up. Even though you have fucked him so many times, every time he entered you it felt like the first time. Zyglavis tightened his grip on your ass as he set the pace he desired, allowing his cock to almost escape before burying back inside. Pulling you up and down until you were able to control yourself. “That’s it, sweetheart. Nice and slow for now… I want you to feel every inch of me sliding in and out of your tight little pussy.” The fact he was making you go slow made your insides ache, you wanted to be pounded into the mattress but you were so eager to please him. You didn’t want to get punished, it felt too good right now to be punished. Plus you had already broken a rule and he let you get away with it.

“Oh, fuck...” You called out completely lost in the sensation of him filling you over and over again. Your walls starting to clench down. You continued to ride him as he reached around and rubbed your clit with heavy pressure. Dirty little moans escaped your lips as you began to beg for more. You wanted it harder and rougher. He loved it when you were needy and wanton, begging for it. “Don’t worry, _____… I’ll give you what you need soon. Don’t think I haven’t noticed how hard you cum for me when I’m rough with you.” He spanked your ass leaving a red mark on your skin. “I wish you could see how hot you look right now.” All you could do was moan in response. “Do you like that?” He increased the speed of his hand grazing your clit. “Mmhhm..Yes Zyglavis …. You make me feel so fucking good.” You whined. “I want you to cum on my cock and then I can start again and fuck you so hard that you can feel it all weekend.” With his fingers digging into your ass, he began to snap his hips up into you as you felt your orgasm build once again. Your moans filled the room as the slow build of your second orgasm caused it to be more intense than the last. You let out a cry as it peaked and sent you over the edge.

Flipping you over onto your hands and knees, Zyglavis lined himself with your stretched hole and jolted his hips forward, sliding inside you with ease. He pushed you into the mattress as your ass started to rise in the air and he grabbed the flesh below and set a hardcore pace, fucking you right into the mattress. The pressure building up inside you was getting more and more unbearable as his cock hit your sweet spot over and over. “Please give me your cum.” You cried between moans. “I need it.” He pushed deeper into you. “Where do you want it?” He asked. “Inside me, please. I wanna feel you throbbing inside me.” You answered him. He continued his assault from behind, slapping your ass harshly, Each slap causing you to bite your lip. “Ah fuck…” His thrusts became sloppy and you knew he was getting close as you could feel him grow inside of you and his thigh started to twitch. “I’m gonna cum, you better cum on my dick again. It feels fucking perfect when you do.” He grabbed your hair to pull you up against his chest, pounding into you as you moaned loudly. “Cum with me..” He breathed hotly in your ear. As if on command you let go, your walls clenching down once more on his cock. You saw stars and felt lightheaded as your third orgasm washed over you. Zyglavis let out a deep groan as he came hard inside you, continuing to slowly move until every last drop of his release coated your walls. You could feel him pulse inside you as he whispered your name mixed with words of praise into your ear and collapsed next to you. “Thank you, Zyglavis.” You nipped at his lips as you moved to get off the bed so you could go clean yourself up. Zyglavis grabbed you and pulled you back down on to the bed. His roughness caused his cum to seep out of you and run down your leg. “Uh, Uh, Uh…I’m not done with you yet…” His hand reached down between your legs again and ran through his cum that was leaking out of you.