#it wasn't that intese like in that dream

[hl-obsessed]

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[mockingkatniss]

NEED A RIDE? - drug dealer!Coriolanus Snow

18+ | nswf | mdni

warnings and tags: swearing, mention of drug dealing, smut, sloppy making out, multiple orgasms, blowjob, mention of gagging, body fluids, use of words like “wh0re” or “slu7”, specific body descriptions. BUZZCUT CORYO (little bit of a jump-scare for some of y’all) MODERN!AU, p in v sex, reader is just soft but not innocent, intese sex, porn without plot. (If I missed anything lmk).

(not proof read because I was tired, I will fix eventual errors <3)

summary: one particularly hot summer evening coryo sees you riding your bike while he’s driving he’s car around mindlessly and he ask you if you need a ride.

words count: 3.109k

Wanted to thank so so much @swiftiekisses because the drug dealer!coryo au it’s hers but she inspired me a lot and I also love so much her writing that I wanted to contribute with this fic! Also a big thanks to @euphemiaamillais because I’m literally addicted to what she writes and for inspirations for the drug dealer! au too! <3

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coriolanus was driving by the quiet and deserted road of his god forsaken forgotten little town.

he hoped almost every morning to just wake up and found his rotten little city was torn down by some natural catastrophe.

he thought that dreams or ambitions couldn’t come true here. since his family lost everything due to his father's poor life choices, he was now stuck with poverty at 18 years and a cousin and grandmother to look after. more correctly just grandmother, since tigris left for college just the year prior.

to round some money he worked at the gas station, a literal hell hole in summer and plus coryo was sure he left part of his soul here, and sold some drugs to younger kids or kids his age at school or at parties but most of the times they directly came to the gas station.

if a drug had a name it was mostly probable that coryo had it to sell

that summer was cruel, sweat sticking to clothes and the asphalt so hot it could melt shoe soles, so cruel that coryo decided just two days ago to buzz his beautiful platinum curls off. the super short hair gave him a totally new appearance, he noticed that at the last party he went to sell, that mostly girls bought from him, stucking dollar bills inside his front jeans pocket and sometimes begging for a kiss or some good old make out. he accomplished and accepted that he was just extremely hot.

his car moaned underneath him as he drove, that old piece of garbage was still going on but coryo feared that someday he would be left walking.

it was 7:35 pm, his shift at the gas station over since sejanus plinth took his place for the night shift. sejanus was a nice kid, he was rich but decided to take another path just having shitty jobs during the summer like most teens even though for him it wasn't necessary having one. he didn’t sell drugs but he covered coryo so many times at school or at work so he was ok.

coryo had a small joint hanging from his lips as he drove, just one hand on the steering wheel and both the car’s windows opened since his ac was (obviously) broken, but even the air was heavy and warm that night.

miraculously the bluetooth radio was still working so he was listening to some trap rap music on his cracked up phone, the screen broken from everytime he made it fall while running away from cops or simply on the floor on a daily basis. as the music went on he thought about how the suggestion to listen to that genre of music came from clemensia e arachne at school, but it was nice for once not only listening to metal or punk rock.

while he took another hit from his joint something caught his eye on the road. it was a bike, someone was riding it and he probably knew who it could be.

the bike was faded pink with old stickers on it and you were riding it tiredly, legs sore and sweat sticking to your skin.

your tiny tight skirt was riding up a little showing some more of your thighs and coryo swore to god that he saw a glimpse of your pink panties.

sometimes you bought from him some weed and nothing more. you were a literal sunshine and at school you talked to everyone, being friendly and helpful. coryo still remembers how you helped him with physics the first year of highschool. you both were still young but nature obviously blessed you donating you such a sexy body.

he instantly felt his cock gently twitch into his jeans and he made the smoke from the joint exiting his nostrils in annoyance. don’t you get coryo wrong, he had sex and sure plenty of it but since the hot sticky summer he wasn’t feeling like it to just screw some girl even though he just needed to say the words. it was peculiar how his cock woke up just by seeing you.

he drove nearby you slowly to keep up with your velocity and you looked over to acknowledge the presence of a car and as you recognized the driver you smiled throughout puffed breaths from hotness and the riding.

coryo made a small smirk while pulling the joint away from his lips to talk. “hey bunny, need a ride?”. you slowly stopped your bike, tippy toes of your pink vans scratching on the asphalt. coryo stopped the car too and since the streets were dead he just got off his vehicle to look at you while positioning the almost finished joint on the car roof.

you panted lightly as you talked as you examined his presence. “it would be so nice coryo, I think I’m about to faint because of the heat”. he nodded understandingly with his head to the car behind him. “get on, I’ll get the bike” coryo thought he was going crazy when you got off the bike seat revealing more of your thighs. you collected your backpack and lifted yourself up on your tippy toes to kiss his cheek, strawberry lip gloss scent evident on his skin too now. “thank you coryo you’re my savior” you said before going to the opposite back of the car.

once the bike was fixed in the back he turned the car back on, securing his joint back around his lips once again while grabbing his lighter inside his jeans front pocket.

“where am I taking you?” he asked while lighting the joint to take a long drag before passing it to you. “I’m going to my dads house, it’s near the football field, 32nd house” you explained as coryo nodded knowing where it was since he spent much more time driving around in his free time than anything else. you also accepted the joint starting to smoke with relaxed muscles.

coryo looked over at you while driving, there was a peaceful silence. his elbow leaned outside the car’s window as his slim fingers tapped the steering wheel gently while driving. you noticed his rings decorating his fingers and his new buzz cut hair made his features even more sharp. you took three puffs from the joint handing him it back while caressing your naked thighs trying to pull down the miniskirt.

coryo savored till the last minute your lucid lips around the filter that he made, somehow the sweat made your skin warm and inviting, the blonde felt his cock twitch again and he fixed himself on the seat while trusting with his hips forward. he coughed a bit taking the last puff while tossing the dead joint outside the car. “how's it going in general?” you asked softly feeling already your head light but not too much, it was pleasant. “mh it’s ok, it’s too hot to work or to do anything else, I just want winter back” coryo explained briefly, voice slightly rough from smoking. you chuckled while leaning over to him to pinch his cheek softly. “awww snow wants his snow back doesn’t he?” coryo smiled while looking over to her, instinctively he turned over his face to scratch your fingers with his teeth playfully as you kept messing with him. “by the way, you look good today, bunny, but riding that bike with just this tiny skirt? a little bit dangerous don’t you think?” he asked while gripping the steering wheel with both hands. “how is it dangerous? riding my bike won’t stop me” you felt like wanting to touch him so much, so you placed your hand on his thigh. coryo was one of the hottest boys at school and his reputation made him even hotter and you were a total slut for bad boys.

at your gesture he stiffened a bit looking down at you delicately manicured hand and you kept caressing him going higher and higher but stopping just before his crotch. “can’t keep your hands to yourself now?” he tried to be ironic but just your presence had made him incredibly hard and it was difficult to not stop the car and fuck you in the back seats, your pretty head pressed into the plush of the seats. “maybe I don’t want to keep them to myself” you shrugged while pulling away your hand as he stopped the car in front of your dads house.

he exited the car while trying to hide his hard on while pulling his jeans around to crotch to fix the situation but nothing was effective. coryo pulled your bike outside the back of his car and you thanked him again while kissing his cheek but making the kiss longer. he sighed with a smirk while placing his big warm hand on your hips. you caressed his chest while looking up at him, a small pout on your lips. “you’re busy?” you asked, your long lashes batting at him inviting. “mmh no bunny, i’ll probably just go home, smoke again and collapse on my bed” his thumbs caressed your exposed skin just a little bit above your skirt. “why don’t you come inside? my dads busy he won’t be home till tomorrow noon” you swayed your hips a bit with pleading eyes. “fuck bunny you’re truly tempting but-“ you interrupted him while taking his hand, pulling him towards the house. coryo gave in, closing the car with his keys by distance and following you inside. you were making him feral with your temptations and soft eyes.

thank god the house had an ac so it was cooler inside. you tossed your shoes away together with your backpack and went to the kitchen to collect some water for you both and coryo looked around noticing how the house was elegant and well kept.

he slipped off his beaten up black combat boots and just sat on the big couch. he almost sunk inside it, noticing it was a water couch and smirked as dirty thoughts filled his head.

“the water couch is amazing isn’t it?” you giggled while handing him a glass of water while bouncing next to him making the couch move in small waves. “yeah pretty comfortable” he said as he leaned the glass to his lips not looking away from you for any second.

you then smiled mischievously while slipping down the couch, your knees sinking in the soft fluffy carpet. you positioned yourself between his legs while going for the zipper of his pants pulling it down with pure eyes. coryo almost choked on his water as he looked at you with pleased eyes and a big smirk on his lips. “what the fuck are you doing bunny?” he breathed out a laugh as you tried to pull down his pants together with his boxers. “I want to suck you off so bad so lift up your butt now” your tone was playful and demanding and he did as you said making you able to pull his jeans and boxers down making his pink cock sprung to life. it leaned against his tummy perfectly. “what did I do to deserve something like this without even asking?” he placed his hands behind his head pushing his hips up so he could sink more into the water couch. “nothing special but you’re fucking hot and I can’t wait anymore,” you paused to spit on his tip gently while pushing some curls behind your ears. “and I just know you’re good at selling as you’re good at fucking” you giggled while finally gripping his base. “I knew you were big, shit” you were already fantasizing about taking him deep and hard inside your cunt. “you knew?” coryo laughed again but his breath was getting ragged slightly.

you just didn’t respond, kitten licking his tip and collecting precum as you looked up at him. he bit his bottom lip harshly to just concentrate not to burst his cum all over your pretty glittery makeup and long lashes.

you kissed his length till the base then licking a long stripe back up till you swallowed half his cock allowing space with your tongue and cheek. you started to suck and lick and the moans he was making were pornographic.

after a while saliva was dripping down your chin mostly when you decided to deepthroat him with a fluid movement making the water couch sway gently. “ah fuck bunny, you’re so fucking good” coryo moaned, lust clouding his blue eyes as he gripped your curls to buck into your throat just two times just to hear you gag shamelessly around his cock.

you smiled through teary lashes and bubbles of saliva and lifted your head to just suck at his tip harshly.

“shit- I’m gonna come bunny” coryo announced as you jerked off the rest of his cock while concentrating on the tip. at his words you pulled away standing up and his angry cock just leaned against his tummy as he bucked into air. “are you completely mad you fucking slut?” he said impulsively, the ruined orgasm hitting something into his mind profoundly.

you just smirked while slipping off your crop top and miniskirt. “what did you just call me coryo?” you asked while undoing your bra and slipping off your soaked pink panties. his mouth was slightly agape at your naked body, eyes obsessed. “I said you’re a whore, a slut” he said slowly and challengingly, lips mimicking each final letter. “oh yeah? let this slut show you how much of a whore she is.” you walked on the couch standing above him both of your feet planted on each side of his legs making the water couch giggle.

he was completely transfixed as you opened your legs leaning one of your knees on the headset of the couch. you grabbed his head from behind pushing his mouth on your dripping core.

coryo thought about cumming just from that, just from the smell of your juices and the taste of it.

it was so intense, his tongue lapping at your folds once in a while stopping to suck on your lips or clit while humming. his big hands gripped your ass squishing the plush meat here to push his face further into you.

you were a complete mess as you scratched his head and moaned shamelessly and loudly, hips bucking as you trusted him keeping you up to not let you fall.

“fuck coryo! fuck I’m coming!” you chanted as you gripped his head, legs quivering as your juices splashed into his face. coryo felt on cloud nine as he gripped your hips to not let you fall as he lapped at your juice like the starving dog he was. dying by suffocation from your pussy seemed the only best thing he could think of at the moment.

you came down from your high slipping down as you sat on his lap, grabbing his neck to kiss him sloppily to taste yourself in his mouth. you sucked his tongue, licked the roof of his mouth and even licked his teeth while he playfully rubbed your clit. “mh! I’m sensitive-“ you lamented while pushing his hand away, your lips glistening with his saliva. “I need you inside now coryo” you gently kissed his jawline and neck while rubbing your pussy onto his still angry cock. “your wish is my demand bunny but you’re not gonna come again sooner or later” as he said so with his low voice he pushed his cock inside of your thigh pussy helping himself with his fingers and you laughed a moan while arching and sitting fully on his hard member. he immediately hit your cervix so good you felt helpless.

it was the most passionate and sloppiest sex of your entire life. you rode him like your entire existence depended on it, you knees sunk into the water couch as you bounced on his cock helped by the gentle waves. his hands were placed right on top of your ribs as your hips were too quick to control anyways. you pushed your head so hard against his that your noses squished together as your forehead and your moans and shouts tangled together. both mouths opened, eyebrows furrowed.

coryo didn’t even remember his name anymore when you clenched hard around him signaling somehow that you were close. “stupid bunny thought she could come yeah?” he murmured around a moan as he gripped hard your ass to stop your intense riding. “what the fuck coryo? don’t stop please, fuck!” you lamented but when he pushed your back into the couch your eyes rolled in the back of your skull. coryo fucked into you helplessly, his orgasm close. your back arched and he massaged your breasts cupping them harshly. “shit fuck! I’m coming” he moaned, eyes fluttering close for a minute. to make you pay he pulled out, cum splashing on your tummy and even on your breasts from the intensity of it and you cried out loud from the loss of his cock inside of you. you even laughed a bit through cries because of where his cum landed but then you gripped his ear angrily. “make me come coryo, make me fucking come” she arched rubbing her pussy against his worked out cock. coryo panted a laugh and gripped your jaw with his hand tightly before leaning over to bit and pull your lower lip. he massaged your clit with all of his hand opened while looking at you. “look at your fucked out face, you’re completely drunk on my cock” he laughed again mischievously just to degrade you. he rubbed your entire pussy quickly, slapping your clit once in a while. “now you’re gonna come and admit that only my cock can make you this fucked up mh?” you nodded, eyes rolling once in a while. “yes, yes coryo, only you, only want your cock” he chuckled again while his hand kept going. “that’s what I wanted to hear bunny” at his last words you came, the orgasm making your entire skeleton tremble in pure bliss. you cried his name with your mouth wide open.

when you calmed down a bit he was just caressing your thighs while admiring your body painted with his cum and you smiled while stretching out a bit. “next time you’re gonna come inside coryo” you said it so naturally with a small smile and a yawn and coryo playfully slapped your sensitive clit with two fingers making you whine a bit. “I'm looking forward to the next time in like, 10 minutes, bunny.”

[andywinter16]

Okay okay okay hear me out, luche, Nyx, and drautos having to saying goodbye to their lover because things are getting too dangerous or an even more heartbreaking scenario…. Saying goodbye because their love is dying from a terrible injury!

OMG! You want to make me cry, don´t ya? .... I absolutely know what you mean, let me get to it! It will be mix of both kind of, I just need to decided who I want to break with what plot. ... I hope you have a tissues, anonie?

Okay, gn!reader as always :)

WARNING!!! Lots of angst, mentioned death, betrayel, injury, fatal illness, kinda toxic relationship

If anything of the things mentioned above triggers you, do not read it , please!

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Luche Lazarus:

"Luche, you´re alive!" you run into his arms at full speed, both of you fell hard on the floor. He seemed genuinely suprised, until his eyebrows knitted together and his lips were pursued just in thin line. You knew what this gesture meant. Displeased.

"What are you doing here!? I send you investigate to Leide. Fuck, this can´t be really happening." he pushed you away from him, making space between you two. You didn´t understand it at all. "Luche, I came back, because I discovered that some of our comrades want to betray Insomnia. So listen to me!" the distress in your voice was palpable.

Luche abruptly stood up. His usually soft features are now graced with sorrowful look . " It´s true, Y/N. Most of us betrayed the king." your jaw dropped. You shook your head in disbelief at that revelation. Luche wouldn't do this, he wasn't like that. Yet you knew him perhaps too well. Luche as any other refugee was despised by Insomnians, and no matter how many people they saved or how many battles they won in the king´s name, Insomnians never accepted them among themselves. Many times you have defended them against rude Insomnians with their snark remarks. But you were just one kind spirit among many assholes. Luche´s intesive stare locked you in place.

" I didn´t wanted you to be caught in this crossfire Y/N. That´s why I send you away on that mission. " he smiled ruefully at you, " But you and your unsatisfied curiosity, always causing trouble." You struggled to get up, it felt like a bad dream that came from the worst nightmare. It's like your mind stopped working, only thing that spinned your mind was betrayl. Luche continued to speak in his soothing voice, giving you a false hope.

" Hide somewhere away from Insomnia, and I will find you Y/N. You´re after all too precious for me to lost." He pulls his gun out, pointing it straight at you. Stunned. Confused. You just stood here frozen in place. Until you finally found the strength to answer him.

" Please, Luche. Stop this madness, this isn´t you! Come with me, we can hide together before the Empire!" you pleaded. He was tempted, but abandoning his cause and be runaway with you, still at cost turning his back toward his people and home? Luche knew it woudn´t go smoothly with you. " It´s too late Y/N. I made up my mind long time ago."

" I am not doing that! Come with me." Luche shakes his head, the gun was still pointed at you. If It can't be the easy way, then you can do it the hard way. " Luche!" you lunged to grab him by the arm in which he holds the gun.

" Go away Y/N!" the trigger was pulled and the bullet bit into your shoulder. Pained scream leaved your lips. It's like time has stopped all of a sudden. You started slowly backing away from him. This is not the Luche you knew and loved. Before you was a cold-blooded man capable of doing anything to succeed in his plan. Tears streamed down your face like a river. Fear possessed you, you heard yourself spoke but it felt like it weren´t your words or even your body.

"You´re not the man that I once loved. You´re just a fucking cruel monster! I wish I would never met you " you throw at him the last thing of your searing bond, the unspoked goodbye. Turning your back at him, you ran as far as possible to safety . Adrenaline coursed through your veins. Even though the injury awfully throbbed, you wanted to be away from such heartless man.

You didn��t turn your back to see those shivering hands which picked your engagement ring. Or how his face was twisted in stabbing pain and cheeks were wet from tears. In that moment you took Luche´s heart with you, and he knew he would never be whole again. Luche became an empty shell, a broken shadow of his formel self.

Nyx Ulric:

Nyx rushes from HQ to the hospital as fast as he could, when he heard the bad news from your doctor. He was so worried for you, yet pissed at why you didn´t told him about your health problem. You dated for five years for Astral´s sake! The recepcionist welcomed him and asked what he needed. " I need to know the room of Y/N S/N. I am their partner, Nyx Ulric." said hastily. She typed something in her to small computer. "It´s room 237 on the six floor, sir." answered the kind woman behind the counter. Nyx went straight to the elevator. Oh, how he hated hospitals.

Finally after some searching, he´s got in to your room. Which was so sterile and white, ugh! Nyx internally cringed. Next to the window was your bed. You were hooked to some beeping machines, your lower half covered in blanket. When your gazes met across a room, a weak smile barely made it on your lips.

" Why didn´t you tell me!?" his outburst suprised you, but it was not unexpected. "Nyx, I don´t want you to see me like that." suddenly your hands looked more interesting that this conversation, "You had already so much on your plate with the Kingsglaive. I didn´t wanted you to be worried for me too." Nyx frowned. " Are you kidding me? Is that why you were distant these few months?! I could have been there for you, by your side. Together we could have endure it. But it seems to me, you chose for both of us." you didn´t miss the bitter tone in his voice. With all your might in your body left, you sharply answered. "If somebody wasn´t always holed in his work or on party with their friends and flirting with everybody there. And then avoiding me like a plague! That is the reason I didn´t tell you, I am not sure I can´t trust anymore." you looked him deeply into eyes at your last sentence. That was the last straw for Nyx. After everything you´ve been through. The anger took better of him.

" Fine! You want it that way, then so be it! I am leaving you, if you can´t trust me enough Y/N! It´´s over, I hope you´re happy!" Nyx stormed off your room, slamming the door shut. " Nyx, wait!" you yelled after him in vain, tears threatened to spill. The pain in your chest intensified, you couldn´t breathe.

The anger made him see bloody red. Nyx slumps to the ground, his palm was balled into a fist, it drawed a blood. He felt so miserable and helpless, just like when Selene died. Nyx lost her and then he´s supposed to lost you too?! He couldn´t stop crying even if he wanted. It was too much.

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Libertus found him a hours later, on the same spot where Nyx dropped. He had an absent look on his face, usually his stormy blue eyes full of energy were now hollow and puffy. His chin rested on his knees, which he hugged losely to his chest. Nyx looked so defeated, just like when his sister died. Libertus heart broke with grief, at the condition of his almost brother when Nyx uttered his way a single line.

" They´re gone, Libertus."

Titus Drautos:

The blown thrown him harshly at the remnants of concrete wall. Nyx reflexes were too slow from exhaustion, so when his head hit the wall Nyx vision went instantly black. Glauca saw his body slide to the ground, unmoving. Cautiously he went closer to finish his enemy off, while Nyx was still unconscious. Glauca yanked him roughly by his hair, maneuvering him into a semi-sitting position, preparing him for an execution. He let the sword rest on his shoulder, in pose of final victory.

" I commend you for standing by your word, Ulric. But this fight comes to an end."He raised his sword in a final strike. Glauca´s voice sounded somehow strained through his helmet. " Goodbye, Nyx Ulric."

" ARGHH!" a kukri was tossed precisely at Glauca´s head. He at last second ducked and rolled from the way, leaving poor Nyx abandoned on the ground. Glauca quickly scrambled to his feet, eyes frantically searching surounded area for the attacker. His mind quickly analyzed the situation. The kukri came from the right side of that debris. The attacker´s probably light on their feet, so someone from glaives was probably still alive. A shadow flashed in the right corner of his eye. There! So the attack comes from ... A figure dressed in glaive´s battle armor emerged from shadows on his left. Guided by his honned reflexes, he stabbed without remorse. But it was too late when his brain registred who did he stabbed. Y/N fell down on their knees, blood gushed from the stab wound like a waterfall. Glauca horiffied by his own action, took down the helmet. And in his place was Titus Drautos, the trusted captain of the glaives and your lover. He was the traitor, you were looking for among your ranks.

"Titus ... Why?" you tiredly managed to say. The blood loss started to take a heavy tool on your body. Breathing became raspy and beads of sweat were forming on your forehead.

" NO, NO no! Don´t talk Y/N, fuck! I need you to preserve your strenght, okay!" he tried to steady himself to appear calm. Shit, he didn´t have a flask of healing potion on him. Titus managed to apply the first aid, in a vain attempt to keep you alive. He saw too much wounds to knew the outcome, but he will try to do his damn best.

"You´re idiot, you know that? I'd hit you for that kind of stupidity...." You briefly paused. The strength in your body was rapidly dwindling." I would have followed you through a hell, if you asked me." The cold began to spread across your whole body. Titus gave a disheartening smile. " I know you would, love. But this was too much even for you. I had to bear it alone." He squeezed your hand soothingly. You could feel the inevitable coming, yet you weren´t ready to say goodbye.

" I love you, my silly captain ..." was the last thing you said, when Lady Etros took you in her land.

"No, stay with me Y/N! Fuck! Precious, don´t do this to me!" Your eyes became glassy and lifeless, when you took your last breath. Meanwhile Nyx has shaken himself out of the injury, rage boiled in his veins at the sight of your corpse. Titus touched affectionately your cheek, while teary - eyed he whispered his last goodbye.

"I will meet with you on the other side, dearest."

[ranger-rai]

Cold Eyes, Warm Food pt.8

The businesswoman known as Jo, also known as the head of the Ranger Base and Rai’s boss, had sat in her chair thinking for a few minutes now.

The trio had been brief but detailed in their story, explaining how they had come together with the dream to form their team and had just barely achieved it several times before finally making it into the reserve teams, however, they haven't had a manager to help establish them into a fully-fledged team.

Jo found them interesting and their story compelling, but it wasn't compelling enough to get her to jump on board, however, she did have some interest in the one who spoke up to her. The tall, fair-skinned girl with intense eyes.

“Honestly I don't really care.” Jo stated as she began to rise to her feet.

“D-don't look down on us!” Konani spoke up as she stepped forward trying not to come off as threatening but her stature did some of that for her, with her softer voice contradicting it a bit.

“Yeah! Wer’e not gonna let you act like wer’e some bunch of losers.” Vea finally spoke up as her fire began to ignite once again.

The three women now all stood over Jo who seemed to actually be taken back by their actions.

She crossed her arms and began pondering a little longer, rubbing her temples before letting out a sigh.

“Why do you three want to do this so badly?” Jo asked, her patience was beginning to waiver.

“Cuz wer’e better than all of em’ other guys, especially Andrea Pesci!” Vea spoke up confidently and with a slight twinge of anger as this name came out of her mouth like a vile sludge even a Muk would recoil at.

This name drop had caught Jo’s attention slightly, but she wasn't going to let them know that. She did want to see just how far these girls were willing to go.

“And what makes you all so certain that you can beat them?” Jo questioned once more, she sat up in her chair as she was curious about their response.

“Because our skills and abilities are top notch!” Konani responded proudly as her Kommo-o joined her, sneaking its head under her hand to encourage her to give him attention which she happily did.

Jo’s interest was peaked, however she still had one question for them, this was their true test and they needed to answer correctly.

“And what if your skills arent enough to win?” She asked as her eyes peeked from behind her shades, her gaze was set on Tia.

The girl with the intese eyes caught the message and knew the answer.

“We will put in the work.” Tia responded with conviction and her teammates nodded in agreement.

Jo let out a little smirk at this answer before she stood up.

The three women took a step back in preperation for the news as a collective knot was tied in the womens stomachs and it was getting tighter by the minute.

“That’s a pretty bold claim, lets see if you can back it up.” Jo stated as she got up and dusted off her shoulder.

“D-does that mean?” Konani uttered.

“I’ll take on your challege of making you three into a succesful team.” Jo affirmed the three women that their searching was over, but inside, she was dreading just how much work this would be.

Vea and Konani leapt into each other’s embrace, their excitemt called for them to hug someone, even their Pokemon began cheering and stomping in delight.

Tia was just as excited internally but her body wouldnt allow her to cheer like her friends, instead she could feel her legs wanting to give out from under her as she staggered back by a step or two only to feel a large support at her back.

Mercy, her Noivern had been nearby and was ready to support her trainer. She knew she would trust her dragon with her life, she did it pretty regularrly in the air so what was some ground support to that?

With the sun setting Jo knew it was time to remove her protective shades, revealing her tired looking eyes with more dark circles than normal.

“Rai! Whip me up one of your energy drinks will ya? Four long metings in one day, mama needs a serious pick me up.” She chuckled.

Jo’s demeanor suddenly shifted from intimidating to much more relaxed and approachable, a bit of an emotional whiplash for the trio.

“You three come with me, we have business to discuss.” She added as she beconed the three women as she approached the cafe, Vea and Konani quickly complied.

Tia was still regaining her compusure as she leaned on her partner pokemon. She had been pushing so hard to make this become a reality and now she was getting closer than she’s ever been.

She could feel her emotions swelling up, was she going to cry or cheer? Maybe screaming was the right choice?

She held her arm over her eyes as she let this moment wash over her, she was trying to keep herself from sprialing in her own thoughts, however she just might be loosing this fight.

“Congratulations on winning my boss’s approval.” A familair friendly voice stated.

Tia moved her arm, quickly wiping any early forming tears away to see the Pokemon Ranger that served her this day.

He seemed different at this moment, taller perhaps? Maybe it was the setting sunlight that illuminated the small amount of golden brown in his eyes, or his warm and welcoming smile, it could have been the lower angle she was angled at but one thing was certain: she noticed him.

Normally she was noticed and bothered by men who were trying to get her attention or “woo” her and this caused more annoyance than anything. She had more important things to focus on and these bland people and their poor attempts to win her affections were just not worth her time.

Yet here was this guy who she had only met briefly in a freak collision involving herself, her Dragon-Type Pokemon, and him were not only bonding over some delicious food but had opened a door that she had been trying to break through for a long time.

He had reached out his hand to assist her back onto her feet, a small blush painting her cheeks as she reached for his hand. He wasn't very exceptional physically, but she could feel a natural strength as he helped her back to her feet with ease.

“Thank you.” She responded in her usual reserved manner, allowing her feet to adjust to being back on balance and focing on the ranger who had finally taken the time to remove his apron.

“It looks like you’ll be working hard with Jo soon. She will not be an easy leader, but she gets results.” Rai stated from his own prior experience with the inegima of a woman he called boss.

“You’ll probably be incredibly busy, but if you're free on the weekend, you can find me here. I’ll even hook you up with some food if you're ever hungry.”

Tia paused for a bit at the guesture of kindness, it simply felt unusual but she was not against it.

“I’d like that.” She smiled as she followed the Ranger towards the cafe.

Rai smiled back at the taller woman. Her eyes were normally intense and gave off a cold aura, but in this moment, her smile and her eyes were warm.

“I hope we will meet again soon.”

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Only a few days had passed since that fateful encounter, and the weather couldn't be any better.

It was the middle of the week and Rai had the opportunity to do something he hadnt been able to ever, he was opening his Cafe during the middle of the week.

He was previously left to open and run both the Cafe and Mercado in his free time on the weeknds, however this would change as he now had some new hands to help run the place.

*Ding Ding*

The bell above the store entrance released its high pitch jingle, alerting the ranger that his help was here.

He rushed from the back of the kitchen into the main lobby of the cafe to greet his new helping hands.

“Good morning! We have a lot to go over, so I hope you're all ready to get started!” The ranger welcomed.

His new help consisted of three familiar faces, each were women of differing heights, ethnicies and personalities but they all shared one thing, an annoyed expression as they were adorned in a simple outfit of white button up shirts, black slacks, sneakers and a few different styles of aprons.

The final piece of their uniforms were their nametags that read: “Vea”, “Konani” and “Tia”.

Cold Eyes, Warm Food - End

[sarcasticfemme]

i would dm you but i get so possessive, it probably won't be a good thing lmao. but it's all upto you honestly, doll. whatever you want me to do is just fine :)

you touched yourself to my words? ;) oh my darling angel, i'd have done anything to hear and see you getting off to me. fuck that turns me on, you'd look so beautiful 😩 that's so cute, my poor baby was just so needy to cum hmm? i wish i could've helped you, be the reason why you showed up to work late. be the reason why you were walking a little funny, why your clothes were a little rumpled and why your hair was slightly messy. my pretty toy all at work with a small vibe buried deep in her pussy so whenever i missed/thought of you, i'd press the button and you'd just have to sit and take it. feeling it vibrate inside you helplessly <3 you'd have to take pictures so i can see how flustered my little fleshlight would be ❤

i think i might go out with my friends for the night, it all depends. but i'm exhausted, i just want to laze around. how about you darling, what're you upto? (you should always be wet and flustered for me ;)) ❤

🥺 I keep trying to respond to this, getting flustered, and having to come back. While I know you have literal direct access to things you know turn me on it feels a little unfair you can just get me like this so easily. I have... really intese feelings about possessive partners, and almost of them end with me soaking wet, so empty it hurts, needing someone to pin me down and fuck me, make me ❤️theirs❤️

I just had to, it wasn't my fault 🥺 I woke up from a naughty dream with you in my inbox and I was so wet and so empty, I needed to cum. And then I needed to cum again even though it was gonna make me late. Wish I had reccored what I sound like when I cum, all whimpering and breathy, just so you know what you do to me.

Oh God to wear a vibrator all day deep my in pussy that you controll sounds 🥺 unf. I would be so lucky to wear it for you all day. I have a nice private office, you could tease me during my meetings and make me cum as soon as their done. I could share my calendar with you so you know exactly when I'm alone again, shaking and clenching in my chair, head on my desk, panting.

Going out with friends is fun!! But I agree, lazy day is the best. When I get two day off I like to dedicate one to lazy relaxing, maybe do some laundry or run the dishwasher, but mostly just relax, and the other to things I have to do.

Nothing much today, one conference call done, one left later this afternoon. I took a 15 min power nap between meetings since all I'm really doing is paperwork today and don't have to leave my hotel.

[hennessysblog]

Black and invisible| Bang Yongguk >Part one<

Teacher Au!

Genre: fluff, (smut soon)

Pairing: Bang Yongguk x Reader

(Warnings: domestic au!, expilct mature scenes, soon)

I was never really in the center of attention. I was more like the black sheep in class. The one who no one wants to communicate with, because they don't speak. Or the one that has this special go-away-from-me, I-hate-humans aura.

You know? Everyone has a classmate in class that nobody even notices and even cares about. And when you don't know anyone like this there is a huge possibility that you are the one.

And when I am noticed I get either ignored or am called bad words like freak and looser. But it doesn't mean anything to me anymore. That's what I say to myself. In reality it does have a big effect on me.

In such situations I hurry to go to my secret place in school. It's classroom number 352, it's long forgotten, like me.

The classroom isn't as big as a normal one. It's more like a club room. There is a big wooden table, like a dining table in the middle of it. Eight chairs are standing around it. Behind the table stands a blackboard which looks like it wasn't used in a long time. Left and right are standing huge wooden cupboards which actually matches really good with the table.

This room feels more comforting and home than my actual home. And here I let it all out. Crying, swearing, everything.

Sometimes I cry until there isn't a tear left to cry. Especially at these times I realize how difficult and hard my life is.

Really I hate my life. There is nothing I can depend on. My father's dead and the new boyfriend of my mom is the devil in person. I hate him so much. When my mom isn't around he punches and kicks me. He thinks I am not worth anything. To be honest I think so too.

I have bruises everywhere. Blue, purple. Every color imagineable. I hide it infront of my mom. I don't want her to know. She is so happy with him. After the death of my dad she didn't even talk to me. She didn't go to work. She didn't even washed herself for two weeks. And then she met him on her first time going out after two months.

So there is no way I will tell her. I just have to bear with it. I deserve it anyway.

To hide the bruises from the others (even if they wouldn't notice) I wear black all the time. Beginning with the shoes and socks, ending with my top and hoodie. My hair is black too. My eyes are dark. Fits to my outfit and character.

And to be even more invisible to the others I am sitting in the backrow at the window. No one sits in the backrow. I am the only one.

Shouldn't it be enough already that I am invisible to the students, hated by the boyfriend of my mom, having no dad and getting called bad words?

No, apparently not. The teachers don't like me. They give me bad grades without me doing something. Or it is because of me doing nothing. I am as quiet as a rock. I wonder if they know what my voice sounds like. When they ask me to do something or speak aloud in front of the class, I don't say anything and remain where I was.

One teacher yelled at me servel times and threatened to go to the principal so that he can expel me from school, because I don't do what he told me to do. But since the principle is a good friend of my mom he didn't expel me.

So you could think that I have bad grades but actually no, I don't have bad grades. If I would be speaking in class than I would be the best in class and maybe even the best of everyone of all classes in my grade.

School is easy for me since I have much time to spend I learn the whole time. I don't have friends to go somewhere with. The only friend I had was in elementary school. But that is already a very long time ago.

Elementary where everyone didn't care how someone looked or spoke or walked. Everyone befriended with everyone. And even I had a friend like I told before.

I really want to go back to these times where I had a future and everything was pink and bright like the sun.

And dreams. I had dreams. I wanted to be an artist. A singer to be exact. But I don't have them anymore. Why? Because I know I am not worth anything. I am just there and if I wouldn't no one would notice anyway.

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I make my way through the school gate. About a half an hour too late. Again. Why? I got beaten up for the I-don't-even-count-anymore time. It could be the 20th time or the 100th time. I don't care anymore.

When I push the school door open it's silent. Probably because of the already beginning lessons.

I change my shoes for the school shoes and go straight to my classroom. As I go there I have an uneasy feeling about today. Something seems entirely diffrent to other days. But I shrug it off by the time I reach the classroom.

My mind is ready for the yelling I will get from my math teacher. He is an old man who lives after old school rules. Really aggressive I could say. Also is he thinking lowly of women. Something I hate the most about him.

But when I walk in I am not greeted by this old man. Instead there is a really young looking man infront of me. He is standing at the teacher's desk eyeing the class. I look him up and down. Black suit with a white dress shirt and black shoes with white socks. My eyes wander up and I can see a glimse of a tattoo. My eyes go further up to his face. A sharp jaw line. His skin looks like he wasn't once touched. He has black hair. It looks so wonderful soft. Like you would want to pet it forever. Then I noticed hia eyes were now glued on me. My stomach turns when I look into his dark eyes. His stare is intense and it's making me squirm. So I look away and take my seat in the back row. He looks so dangerously good. No one could ever explaim it with words.

"So like I was saying. I am the new teacher for the time your old math and homeroom teacher is sick.", he explained.

I shifted in my seat. Even his voice shouts danger. But beautiful danger. A voice you always want to listen to.

"And you", he pointed to me and everyone turns around to eye me. I felt incredibly uncomfortable. I don't like what's coming.

"You are probably", a little pause when he looks to the name list, "Y/N Y/L/N"

The way he speaks my name makes me feel insecure and small. He has something in his aura what I can't really explain. It's like you want to follow his very command.

"Could you explain why you are too late for school?", he asks while looking directly in my eyes.

Everyone is looking at me with expecting looks. I break the intese eye contact with him. I just want to bury me in my own grave and staying there forever.

"Y/N-ssi?", his voice drops one octave and I can feel my mouth reacting before thinking.

"I am sorry.", I say in a very very quite voice. I hope he heard me. I begged for it that he heard me. This teacher is making me things I didn't even think on doing.

"Say again? I didn't hear. Could you speak louder for me?"

I had to put all my courage together to open my mouth again, ready to speak. But nothing came out. So I was trying it agian. And again. But nothing came out. I looked up to see him waiting impatiently. So impatiently I would almost think he wants to jump on me and force my voice out.

Suddenly one of my female classmates speaks up.

"Sorry teacher for her behavior. It's better when you ignore her. She never speaks. I find it surprising she actually got quiet words out."

Her name is Haeri. Kim Haeri. She is one of the most popular girls in school. Every girl wants to be like her. Smart, beautiful and the crush of every guy in this wolrd.

I don't want to be like her. I would rather stay in this situation I am already in.

The handsome teacher looks at her in disbelief. Almost annoyed I would say.

"Yeah right. I never heard her voice. Not even once. She is a whole freak. That's all I can say.", a guy named Mino speaks.

At this word freak I look down again. When I hear this word agian I am sure to punch him in his popular face. This is fuckboy number one. Breaks a useless heart after another.

"Now please don't call her freak. I am sure she isn't one.", the teacher who I still not know the name of says.

"But Y/n", he said and I look up again.

"In the time I am your homeroom teacher please wear your school uniform and try to speak more. I won't accept this, okay?"

I barley nodded.

>>I don't even have the school uniform<< I think in my mind.

"So now since everyone is here now. I am Bang Yongguk. Nice to meet you all. Please call me Mr. Bang.", he smiled.

He....smiled! It looks so pure and different from the way he lookes at me earlier. His smile is as bright as the brightest star in the universe.

The lesson began officially and I tried to concentrate on what he is saying. But I get carried away with all kinds of thoughts:

>>How old is he? He looks young! Does he live alone? Does he have a girlfriend?<<

Yeah I even thought about he having a girlfriend.

His aura is so different from everything I ever saw and felt in my entire life. He is attracting me with every little detail. But something in my mind just screams danger.

The lesson ends and a few of my classmates (manly girls) are staying in the classroom speaking with Mr. Bang.

When I am ready to go to my secret room I heard one of the girls asking him if he has a girlfriend.

"Don't you think it's impolite to ask something like this your teacher? But no I don't have a girlfriend.", he smiles again.

The girls squealed in high pitches voices. They even pull their skirts higher! I am truly disgusted.

"Mr. Bang, you look very young. Is it true that you are 28, sir?", Haeri asked in a innocent voice.

"Oh are there already rumours going on about me?", he smirks and slightly laughs.

I really had enough of this. So I stand up and go out of the room. I really hate it. The way he smirks. He really is danger. I have this strong feeling something will go an incredibly wrong way.

I am quite happy that I don't have the next lessons with him.

I walk outside of the school again. It's about four pm and I could walk home like every other student would do. But I am not like everyone else. So I go in the opposite direction of my home because I know the boyfriend of my mom will be there just waiting for me to beat me up.

I always walk to the same place. It's a wonderful park with huge trees and small paths. Especially in autumn it looks wonderful. All these different colors. It reflects the world a bit. And that's what I like about this place the most. I feel like I am a part of this world and not an outsider.

I take my favorite book out of my school bag. It's called ~The you made it into my life~. The book is about a woman who tells about her story how she and her husband met and how he changed to an alcoholic and abusing asshole. It doesn't have a good ending. That's why I like it. Not everything has to have a good ending. Sometimes a bad ending helps to have a good ending the next time.

Some time later when I want to look how late it is I realize that it's already dark outside. My phone lights up.

5 misses calls from mom

6 unread messages from mom

I unlock my phone. 8pm.

Mom: hey sweetie why aren't you home yet?

Mom: hey Y/n please answer

Mom: I am worried! You were never this late.

Mom: Did something happen? Please answer my messages.

Mom: Y/n!!!!

Mom: I am so worried. It's already 7:30 pm. Where are you? Answer your phone!

I search mom in my contacts and call her.

*on the phone*

Mom: Where the heck are you?!

Y/n: I am sorry mom. I am still at school. Don't worry about me. I worked on some things and turned off my phone to concentrate.

Mom: oh sweetie, my hardworking girl, you can't believe how worried I was. Please come home now, okay? I love you!

Y/n: Okay! See you. I love you too!

I can't tell her the truth about where I am. She would be too worried and also would question things. She thinks I am a normal socializing teenager who has at least 2 friends.

When she asks me about "my friends" I tell her lies after lies.

"So you are at school?", someone asks out of nowhere.

I look up to whoever was saying it. And my eyes opened in realization. It's Mr. Bang!!! The one after the boyfriend of my mom who I wanted to meet the least.

"Ehm", is the only thing I could speak out loud.

I take his appearance in. He has sports wear on. Maybe from jogging? His black hair is hanging in his face sticking with sweat. I am sure now. He jogged. But why didn't I notice him?

He makes his way to me and sits beside me on the wooden bench. I breath in his scent. It's a mix of manly cologne, mint and sweat. It's almost intoxicating.

"Still not speaking?", he says in a gentle tone.

[stellacendia]

My favorite books when I was around 10 years old were these books in a series called The Princess School. The series is mostly re-tellings of classic fairytales, but with a unique take on the stories. It combines pretty much every fairy tale I can think of off the top of my head, even if it's only present as a one-line allusion. The focus of the series is on four girls- Cinderella, Snow White, Rapunzel, and Rose (Aurora, Briar Rose, whatever name you want to call her by but it's the Sleeping Beauty story).

Anyway, I loved these books when I was around the age they were written for. But when I got beyond that age- well, I still loved them. My copies were beginning to fall apart- especially the first one, my favorite. I still loved them, I'd read them 100 times if I'd read them once, but I began to think that I was too old to read them anymore. I began to think I wasn't interested in reading them anymore, that it was time to move on to other books, books for older audiences.

So I gave them away, and moved on. For a while I didn't care. Then I remembered them briefly and wanted them back. Then I completely forgot that they ever existed until a few weeks ago I had a dream- a dream where I finally found the books again after years of searching, and this time, I found all 6. When I woke up from that dream I missed The Princess School books with such an intesity that I wanted to jump out of bed and drive right then to the nearest bookstore to scour the shelves for them.

Instead I set a reminder on my phone and went about my day as usual. Cut to last week, when I finally searched for them online. I discovered that there are 7 books, not 6, and that all 7 were available on Thriftbooks for about $30.

And today, they arrived. Only the first 4 books, since the last 3 are coming from farther away, but still. It's enough for now. At last I get to hold these books again and see the familiar covers and read their titles.

Each book is less than 150 pages long (with giant text too) and it took me less than an hour to read the first one, but I enjoyed it tonight just as much as I did when I was 10 years old. Even after all these years, these words are so familiar to me- and though I couldn't actually quote it it feels like I've almost memorized the first page just from reading it so many times.

I don't even care that these books are meant for little girls. I don't care that it's been 10 years and if I was too old back then I'm definitely way too old now. These books are precious to me in a way that age-appropriate books will never be. I'm so happy I got them back.