#just shows a soft boy with a bunch of cats is the way to my heart :)

[cherrygirlfriend]

─── YOU'VE GOT MAIL .ᐟ

...or him dreaming of you.

★ pairing.ᐟ frat!rafe x nerd!reader

★ summary.ᐟ rafe cameron is the golden boy of kildare university; certified frat boy, captain of the football team, relentless party animal with lines of girls to sleep with.

reader couldn't be more different; while she has the best grades in the whole school, she suffers from social anxiety disorder, and her social life is limited to her three best friends and the cat she secretly snuck into her dorm room.

both of them decide to join the anonymous chatroom for their campus, and start talking to one another, a friendship starting to form between the two; but neither of them know how different the other is.

★ author's note.ᐟ this is a bit of a fluffy filler… i have something exciting coming for them it makes me giggle!!

YOU'VE GOT MAIL!

the fall break was coming up, and so far, the only plan you had was to crash over at vivian's place, fully aware that you were less than welcome to go home to your parents. you were on your laptop, your messages with MalachiConstant open on KildareUChats.

YOU: you got any plans for over the break?

MalachiConstant: yeah, a bunch of us are going to our buddy's lakehouse.

YOU: geez, i'm jealous.

MalachiConstant: well i'd invite you to tag along but i'm pretty sure your response would be 'i'd rather die'

YOU: you know me so well, vonnegut. YOU: nah, my plan is to go to my friends' place, we're just gonna spend the entire week playing video games and watching really bad romcoms while eating half our bodyweight in junk food.

MalachiConstant: and is the cat coming too?

you chuckled, looking to angel who was currently munching on her dinner, before turning back to your laptop.

YOU: nah, i got a catsitter. my friend's mom is allergic.

MalachiConstant: damn, cat-free and everything. MalachiConstant: don't do anything i wouldn't do poe

YOU: i don't think there's much you wouldn't do. YOU: i still remember you telling me about diving off a roof into a pool.

MalachiConstant: hey, i used to take swimming lessons. i was a pro at work

YOU: and also under a nice amount of promilles.

MalachiConstant: someone's just jealous because she doesn't have the balls to dive off a roof.

YOU: let's not get it twisted. i'm smart enough to not dive off a roof.

you and vivian were studying in the library for an exam, when she suddenly spoke up. "so… i have some news." vivian looked at you with pursed lips, making you instantly aware that whatever her news was, it would not be good.

"what is it, viv?" you asked, trying not to show to the girl how nervous you were. "come on, spit it out."

"soo... topper kind of invited me to come hang out with him over the break..." she tapped the rubber end of her pencil against the desk. "alright...?" you questioned, your brows furrowed. "what's so bad about that?"

"it's for the whole week." vivian cleared her throat, "at his family's lake house..."

"viv!" you groaned in exasperation, "we have plans. you told him no, right? that we were hanging out for the break?"

"well..." she looked down, doing everything to keep her eyes anywhere but on your face, "i kind of said i'd talk to you about it..."

"i can't believe you." you scoffed, "you're ditching me. you know the crap i go through when i go home and you're-"

"no, it's not like that!" your best friend interrupted, putting her hand on your arm as a way to calm you down. "i told him that i couldn't do it because i was gonna hang out with you, but then he told me to bring you along. and he said i can bring zainab and emilia along, too. zainab said she couldn't make it, but em is fully in."

you shook your head, letting out a soft scoff, "vivian, you know how bad my anxiety is. spending a week with a bunch of strangers sounds like my worst nightmare."

"hear me out." vivian insisted, "most of the football team is gonna be there. which means that your online boyfriend is also likely gonna be there."

"so?"

"so you have a chance to finally find out your mystery guy's identity! then you'll fall in love, get married and have a bunch of babies who'll call me auntie viv and i'll secretly buy them beer when they're too young to buy it themselves."

"i'm seriously starting to think that you don't have any morals."

"i'm dead inside." the pink-haired girl shrugged her shoulders, "so? are you in?"

"what makes you think i want to know the identity of the dude?"

"the fact that you get all giggly whenever your damn phone lights up like you're a middle schooler passing notes with your crush. you wanna be with him, don't you? you're so much more open, so much happier than you were BFB."

"BFB?"

"before frat boy." vivian grinned at her own wit, softly nudging your arm, "you totally have the hots for him."

"no one says that anymore." you rolled your eyes, fiddling with the edge of a sheet of paper, "i'm nervous. what if he doesn't like me?"

"girl, shut up." vivian let out a frustrated groan, "i've seen the messages you send each other. it's like the online version of eye-fucking someone. seriously, you two might as well be sexting, and that would somehow be less couple-y than the shit you have going on now."

"we're not that bad!" you exclaim in feigned offense, making vivian lift her brows, "not that bad? what did the message he sent you last night say again... something about dreaming about just staring into your eyes. him asking you to describe how they look just so it could be accurate?"

you couldn't help but feel your cheeks starting to burn as you thought back to the messages you'd been exchanging the night before.

YOU: i'm currently looking up at the stars. YOU: i actually took an astronomy class a while back!

MalachiConstant: of course you did, nerd. MalachiConstant: you know what'd be nice?

YOU: i'm sure you'll tell me!

MalachiConstant: ha ha. MalachiConstant: i wanna look at the stars with you, poe. i can picture you womansplaining all the constellations and shit.

YOU: aww, that's weirdly kinda sweet. YOU: who are you and what have you done with vonnegut boy?

MalachiConstant: really appreciate how seriously you're taking this MalachiConstant: i dream of you sometimes, you know

YOU: oh? YOU: what do you dream about?

MalachiConstant: all kinds of sappy shit MalachiConstant: i dream of just staring into your eyes MalachiConstant: i'm pretty sure your eyes are gorgeous

YOU: good theory. you don't even know what they look like. does that line seriously work on any girls?

MalachiConstant: maybe you should describe them to me.

you bit down on your bottom lip, vivian looking at you with an expectant look on her face, "he likes you, sweetie. and he's still gonna like you when he finds out who you really are. if he doesn't, then he's a fucking idiot."

"viv-"

"say yes. say that you'll come. what do you have to lose?"

letting out a sigh, you shook your head, vivian looking at you with a pleading look in her eyes. "i hate you, viv."

"is that a yes?"

"yeah." you rolled your eyes, "it's a yes."

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[viharbinger]

Hi there! Saw your post of Ken Sato request. I was thinking about one I have and I had a OS in mind, a Ken Sato x Fem! Reader with the Bad Boy x Good Girl trope. Similar to Rapunzel and Eugene's relationship. Reader is an amazing artist and such a Sunshine while Ken is the opposite.

It's up to you how you wanna write it. Take your time and no need to rush.

Good Girl's Bad Boy

pairings: Kenji Sato x fem!reader

a/n: I loev him so much help

warnings: erm idk, parents disapproving of Ken lol, this is fluff!!

You and Kenji started dating when you both were in LA and were teenagers. Your parents hated his guts. He was egotistical, had a big bike, got into fights often, he's basically in every parenting 101 on who your kid should not date. Despite your parents disapproval however, it didn't stop you from dating him and they can't pull you away from him anyway. So the only thing your parents can do to protest is roll their eyes at him whenever he picks you up on his bike for dates.

They did not like having him around either, but that also didn't stop him. Up to 12am when you're doing your art assignments, he would often climb up your bedroom window. And get a couple of injuries along the way.

A soft knock was heard at your window. You peer at the window away from your painting, and notice a familiar figure. It was your boyfriend, Ken. Smiling, you move to pull up the window, helping him in so he doesn't trip all over your stuff. "You just don't listen to my parents, do you?" You deadpanned, smirking. "You didn't listen when they told you not to date me." He raised his hands up in defense.

As you were watching him talk, you noticed he had fresh injuries on his cheeks. You furrowed your eyebrows, placing your hands on his cheeks to check for further injuries. "Did you get hurt getting up here? Next time just call me and I'll let you in quietly from the front door." You pouted as he places his own hands above yours. "But then it wouldn't be so thrilling, right?" He raises an eyebrow, grinning.

"You're too much." You walk away to look for your bandaids in the bathroom. Unfortunately all you had were hello kitty bandaids, but that didn't stop you from giving it to him. Placing it onto his face, you can't help but giggle at how cute he looks. "You look so silly." You laugh, covering your mouth with your palm. "What? What did you do?" He furrows his eyebrows, walking to your mirror to look at his face. "Aww, seriously?" He whines, to which you stifle your laugh.

"I think it's adorable. You're adorable." You place a firm kiss to his cheek, his ears warming and turning red from the contact. "I can't let anyone see me in this... I've got a... A reputation to live up to!" He makes up an excuse. "Oh be quiet. It wouldn't kill you to have a hello kitty bandaid. I think it's pretty badass." You reassured him. "Seriously?" He laughs for a moment before flickering his eyes to your art piece.

"What're you working on?" He asks, watching as you move to excitedly show him what you were painting. "It's a cat!" You excitedly show him, it was detailed and coloured halfway, but there were outlines to show what you wanted to paint of course. He chuckles, he loves seeing you gleam when showing your work. "Beautiful artwork, sweetheart." He presses a kiss to your forehead.

Let's not forget he has a bike. A cool one. The first time you rode on it, you were like a scared cat, holding onto his waist tightly. Your parents hated this of course, because they much prefer a well suited man with a car.

Man... You wished Kenji would've shown a little less attitude when talking to other men that showed you even the slightest attention. The amount of fights he's gotten in for you. And the amount of first aid you've had to do for him. And meeting your parents for the first time, he had a bunch of bandaids on his face and arms, looking like a total thug that fights a lot. -10000 points for him. Your parents just want their angel daughter date someone nicer, you know?

Over the years, your parents eventually accepted him because he has been getting a lot of brownie points for being a big baseball star and.... Being considerably rich. Despite your family's disagreements on this, you moved to Japan with him, as well. After taking the most confusing and unbelievable news of him having to take over Ultraman, of course.

I mean, Japan is beautiful. It's a brilliant place to start your art career— that is, what Ken says when he convinces you to move with him. Moving in the same house was one thing, but moving together to a different country was a bigger thing! Hell, you've both done so many things behind your family's back that you just went right with it.

"Oh, what the heck! Let's move to Japan." You agreed to his proposal, to which he smiled brightly, planting a sweet kiss to your lips. You can definitely see the rest of your life in Japan. Cheering for him in the stands, treating his injuries after any kaiju incidents, and morning coffees together before work... What you didn't expect was a giant pink lizard wanting Ken as her daddy.

He was so frustrated of having to take over his father's job, and stressed out, only you could reassure him. He needs a little sun in his cloudy days, AKA you. You're like the soft breeze on a hot day, or the rainbow at the end of the road!

[thegnomelord]

Gnome, my good man, what's your thought on a trickster spirit!reader within the cod monsterverse? Like, he can be a malicious or a purely mischievous spirit who likes to mess with things and play around. As all spirits are, he's a free one, and refuses to be tied down—relationship wise. Which would probably be for some good angst in regards to one/some of the boys pinning for an unrequited!reader. Anyways, I can just see him being an absolute menace to the other boys :3

Better yet if he's a regular fuckbuddy, but even during sex he's still running his mouth, making crude jokes or some offhand comment that makes his current buddy all "???". The only way to shut trickster!reader is to stuff his mouth with some dick or ride/fuck him so good all he can get out is a bunch of whorish moans.

Just.... thoughts on trickster spirit!reader 😞😞

ooooh yessss, trickster spirit reader like anansi that's very clever but also a fucking troll. Reader that's an absolute menace to anyone in charge, a giant pain in the skull that takes every word seriously, as Price figured out when he remarked 'It's raining cats and dogs' and trickster reader literally made it rain cats or dogs, or some general said trickster reader was driving him up the wall so he ended up stuck on the ceiling lol.

Also I absolutely love love love the idea of brat reader and brat tamer 141. Like, you're a free spirit, to try and chain you don't is about as good of an idea as making the spirit of the sea stay with the sailor who loves her, and the old heartless man of the sea can tell you how well that goes.

So the boys let you roam, they let you have your fun; Holding your gaze across the bar when you're flirting with a faceless stranger, not pushing when you shrug their hand off your shoulder to go grind dance with a person you just met, biting back and resisting following you when you disappear to the bathroom for a quick fuck. You're not oblivious of their jealousy, your kin thrive on creating these emotions in others, and quite frankly it's fun to see how far you can push them.

But oh, little trickster, they may let you do as you please, but that doesn't mean your actions don't have consequences.

MDNI

Eventually you burn away all their patience, eventually, the need to show you why it's them you always return to burns too hot and you end up pinned on the bed, or the floor, or whatever semi-flat surface is around.

This time you're pinned beneath Soap who's half shifted, big burly body bruising your hips with the strength of each bounce, sharp claws digging into your ribs to give him a good hold on you. The headboard bashes against the wall every time he fully drops down on you, the springs creaking and digging into your back.

"Fuck puppy-" You moan so loudly you're sure half the base can hear but you can't give a single fuck about it when his ass is so tight around your cock. "So good- shit, you feel- fuck, fuck, fuck- really know how to chase that bone huh- hm!-" Your mouth runs automatically, the your hands sneaking out of the handcuffs easily so you can grip his hips.

Soap is beyond words, animalistic wolf brain too preoccupied with getting your cock as deep in his ass as he can. His tail wags back and forth, wide canine tongue stuck out of his mouth as he bounces on your cock harder, thick thigs tensing to drive you deeper into his velvet soft depths.

"Oh no you don't." Gaz snickers and snatches your arms. He's much more graceful than Soap when he sits on your chest, leaning over you and pinning your hands over your head. "You didn't let us touch you, you're not touching us." He smirks, the tip of his cock laying against your lips, and you could be fooled into thinking he's a trickster too.

You grin and purposely clench your teeth, looking up at him with challenge.

Gaz clicks his tongue, keeping your arms pinned over your head with one hand. His other hand curls into your hair and tugs just as Soap clenches around you. You're in no way responsible for the whorish moan that falls from your lips, eyes closing and mouth opening.

Your eyes fly open when Gaz pushes his hips and shoves half his cock into your mouth. "There you go, got your tongue." Gaz chuckles, pushing his dick a bit deeper. Another sharp tug is all it takes for your mouth to close around his shaft, eyes hooded, hollowing your cheeks as you suck on his cock. Gaz's cock muffles your moans when you get a taste of his precum as it beads down your throat, your mind melting through your cock as the two sergeants fuck all that trickster intelligence out of you.

[robobarbie]

Hello hellooooooo! We recently had a banner contest in the discord server, and I wanted to show y'all the awesome entries that didn't win. They're all really cool in their own ways, so I wanted to give them each a lil moment.

(by @/jestie)

Love the focus on xyx!! He reminds me almost of what I'd think teenage him would look like. Very chill, sporty, and out with friends on a beautiful spring day. The linework in this feels really soft as well -- especially on those hat details. AND THERE'S CAT!! CAT!!!

All other submissions under the cut!

(by @/hunddenseje)

I like the details in the flowers a lot for this one. The way people draw roses and how they choose those inner patterns is always neat. And the little plants and mushrooms on his shoulders are fun!! They go well with that striped shirt pattern!!!

(by @/stintsy)

The way this artist circled the boys with that pink rosy pattern will stick in my brain for a while. It's v pretty, and it's like they opened a bush and found us in there for some reason. "Hello! Happy Spring!" Thanks boys please close it back up!!! It's my cry hour in the bush!!!!

(by @/emmascient)

This person's artstyle is so unique and full of life. The little spots of light coming through the trees just adds to whole thing, too. And I really like seeing fanart of owl with textured hair!!! Also check out xyx's fucking biceps holy fucking sh-

(by @/.mewo.)

Just a bunch of bros on their lunch break bayBEEEEEEEEEE!!! I like the detail of toast's coat tied around their waist and the fucking anti-societyboy shirt quest is wearing LMFAO. Also cat is ADORABLE in this. God. More cat art. Always need more cat art!!

(by @/c1nnadoll)

Every time nightowl is drawn in a croptop, two months is added to my life. I just know it's true. God bless that cute ass flower crown and the perfect little peace sign. Man looks so stable and happy. I hope he had a nice day after this picture!!!

(by @/fluffydeer21)

Toast and Quest look so content and cute with their flowers. And there's another neat rose with a lil interior pattern! Held, of course, by this artist's fave LI. Xyx looks pretty good with gold jewelry, I cannot lie. I have no idea why I made them green in game. LMFAO

(by @/noneivly)

I like how this feels like a painting. Like those brush strokes and even the palette choice just look like something you'd see hung on a wall? It's really cool. Also the little detail of the chibi picnic boys in the background makes me giggle. Small!!!!! So fucking small!!!

(by @/kiki_221)

The energy in this is excellent. You can almost hear them laughing together at Toast's expense (deserved I'm sure). I'd like to imagine they're all relaxing at a park after a big lunch. I hope they got to discuss all the good things that happened to them this week.

(by @/01noxxie10)

Another excellent chillin in the grass pic! Purple actually looks really good on Quest. I don't think I've ever drawn him in that color before? So this image made me think about that a LOT. Also look at fuckin chill ass xyx. Calm beautiful motherfucker. Fuck you!!! Fuck you!!!

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There's two more images, but those are the discord banner winner and the one I chose for my twitter! If you want to see those excellent drawings, check out my twitter here or join the discord server here!

Thank you everyone for all the submissions! I treasure them deeply!!

[rpreaperperson]

What happen if Claw got too many catnip?

Zoomies..absolutely zoomies..

Masterlist

Puffing out a cloud of smoke from his mouth Price relaxed in his office sitting on his dingy sofa

The smell of cigars scattered around his office, he's done with his paperwork and reading the report

"Hmm...at last some quiet time.." closing his eyes while exhaling the cigar, so unusual that the boys (and one hybrid) become so quiet these days, but at least they didn't do anything ajjs@!jq#qjk or something disaster

Or so he thought...

A loud thump of boots coming from outside then his door is slammed open

"No knocking?" Said Price not opening his eyes, but his forehead could be seen frowning

"S-sorry Cap, its urgent" Gaz approached Price slightly huffing, let out a hard sigh Price put out his cigar and adjusted his hat

"Who is it this time?" asks Price as they walk out of his office

"It-" Before Gaz could even tell him, they heard a loud crash and a couple of distressed voice

then there they saw....

"NYAHAHAHA I'M UNSTOPPABLE!!"

"F***! "

"Someone block her way!!"

"Fuckin' trying over here!"

"Nyahahahaha!!"

Price furrowed and pinched the bridge of his nose shutting his eyes tried to hold down the headache, the fluffy hybrid ran around the trail puff of smoke spreading everywhere where she transformed into a cat and a human

Some of the recruits that helping Soap try to catch her coughing because of her smoke

"I-I don't know why she getting like this, but after she got a package from someone, she's been like this"

"Did you go search for the package?" asked Price, he got a very bad feeling about this

"Well...she hid it in her room its like she doesn't want us to know what's inside the package, now Ghost went to investigate it" explained Gaz, on time Ghost arrived with a medium box in his hand

"That damned..Mexican Cat lovers.." mumbled Ghost as he showed them inside the box

"Cat nip..." grunted Price

"Bloody hell...and so many variations.." Gaz stare at it flabergasted

"she's getting high on a Fucking Catnip" Ghost narrowed his eyebrows, cursing certain Mexican cat lovers

"Not that all that Professor of her secretly send a bunch of snack to her " huffed Ghost, the moment he entered and searched around her room he found a secret snack stacks there

"aside from that scary face she has, she does have a soft spot for Claw... " Gaz muttering about the stoic cold face of old Professor

"what the plan Price?" gruff Ghost still holding the box

"let's catch the fluff --"

 "CAPTAINNN~~!!" squealed a certain hybrid as diving herself into Price

Wh- UAGHH!" suddenly his face was being struck by a soft sensation, Gaz gasping and Ghost just stood there like a statue watching their Captain fall off on his back while his bulk arm wrapped around the hybrid waist

As the other recruits stared wide eyes, Gaz tried to take Claw off Price he could almost see Price's soul just snuff out from his mouth

"C'mon sweetheart off you go --" he grabbed her shoulder, then Claw swatted his hand away hissing at him 

"NO! NO! My Captain!!"

.

3 hours later...

They manage to calm Claw down and put her to sleep on the sofa, the panting Soap lets out a sigh of relief as he crouches beside the sofa and caresses her hair

"Damn... she's really wearing us out, good job there lads... ya can go now.. get some rest" Soap waves to the recruits that helping him as they walk out and wave back at him with a grunt some of them snicker in amusement

"Gonna ban those catnip" grumbled Ghost crossing his arm and eyes on the hybrid

"Couldn't agree more...you okay over there Cap?" Gaz glances at the slumped disheveled Price, his hat placed on his lap you can see a red bump on his forehead

"....Just..leave me alone..and let me rest" Price almost forgot that he got another troublemaker...a big one infact, then he raise his head stare at the sleeping woman on the sofa

Huff in amused, he just couldn’t be mad at her no matter what  

Just another day in 141 base...

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[golbrocklovely]

a witching hour // sam golbach

A/N: so i actually thought of this fic as a colby fic first, but i needed a fic idea for sam and figured this one worked well for him as well. idk if you've ever seen halloweentown two, but there is a party scene where kalabar turns everyone into what their costumes are, and that's kinda what this one is like. except with a bit of sexy twist lol hope you enjoy and happy 13 nights of halloween !!

prompt: something is incredible off at sam and colby's halloween party. everyone is acting like their costumes, and nothing makes sense. and then you run into sam… dressed as a vampire. || fem!reader x sam golbach

trigger warning: vampire!sam, cursing, drinking, party scene, mentions of blood and killers but you don't see any of that, blood drinking obviously, crush-confession, twist ending?, manipulation powers used on reader, possessive language used by sam, also he's a bit of a dick in this lol but only slightly

word count: 3381

I constantly run late to everything: meetings, work, important events, and on this night... parties.

It was Sam and Colby's annual Halloween bash. After yet another successful Hell Week, the boys were throwing an all-out banger with every influencer in sight. And I, like usual, ran late to the party.

I'm not sure if you can be late to a party like this, but my texts from Sam and Colby said otherwise.

My excuse this time? I couldn't figure out my costume. I couldn't decide between two costumes, so I ended up going as a witch. Basic, I know, but classic. I finally called an uber, after pregaming a little at my apartment, and headed over to their place. On the way over, a flash of green lightning lit up the sky for a brief moment, in the same direction as their house. I stared at the window, puzzled. There's no way only one flash of thunder would happen if it was going to rain. Especially being green. It must have been a light show or fireworks nearby.

I got dropped off at the front of their house, sending them a quick text that I was outside. As I got to their gate, where usually there would have been a line with a security guard, there was nothing. Maybe I wasn't late after all and instead was super early. Checking the flyer they sent out, that wasn't true. It was already after midnight, and the party started at ten.

I walked into their property, shutting the gate behind me. I expected to see tons of people out front, since that usually was the case; but there was no one. The music was still playing loudly in the house, so there must have been people inside. As I walked towards the front door, I passed by a pile of Barbie dolls.

Who would bring a bunch of Barbies with them?

I glanced at the dolls, bending down, and picking one up. She was very pretty, but her outfit was unlike other Barbie fits I had seen before. Something about it was very revealing for a kids' toy. Granted, the last time I played with Barbies was when I was 10 so maybe my memory wasn't proof enough.

I stared at the doll's face a bit longer. Something about it was so familiar. She looked like someone I knew in the eeriest way. Staring at it too long, I thought I saw it blink. I lightly dropped the doll on the ground, standing back up again.

Just when I was about to open the front door, a soft 'meow' echoed behind me. I turned around and saw two cats, one all black and then another one.... that was pink.

Who the hell would dye their cat pink?

I wanted to reach out and pet them, but they scattered from the noise in front of me. The front door had opened on its own. I stepped forward, walking into Sam and Colby's home.

The place was completely trashed.

Furniture was ripped up, the mirror was smashed in, tables flipped over, cups all over the ground. It looked like a stampede ran through the house. I walked over the broken glass, looking around for anyone. I could see out the back door that no one was there either. Or if they were, they were hiding.

"Sam? Colby? Guys?" I called out, trying to reach for a light.

"Don't do that!" Responded a soft voice from a closet nearby.

I turned around and saw a friend of mine, Sarah, dressed as Rapunzel. She waved me over, opening the door quickly. I jumped over the broken furniture and made it over to her.

"Sarah, what the hell happened?" I asked as she closed the door.

"I'm sorry, you must have me mistaken for someone else. My name is Rapunzel." She smiled.

I rolled my eyes. "Okay, very funny, Sarah. But tell me. What happened? Did someone break into the house?"

"I don't really remember everything that happened. Everyone was outside, having fun. It was like the lantern festival! And then, a witch appeared on top of the house and yelled out something. It must have been a spell of some sort. And everybody started running." Sarah gasped, recounting the tale.

"How is that possible? And lantern festival? Why are you taking this costume to heart? I don't think this is the time for that." I glared, annoyed.

"This isn't a costume. This is how I always dress." She argued quietly.

"Rapunzel!" Someone yelled from behind the door. "Let me in! It's Velma."

"What's the password?" Sarah questioned, raising up a frying pan in defense.

Where the fuck did you get a frying pan from?

"Scooby snacks." Replied the voice.

"Oh okay," Sarah opened the door politely. "It is you Velma! I just had to be sure."

"You can never be too safe out there." Alice, another friend of mine, responded. I glanced up and down at her costume: Velma. From Scooby Doo.

I huffed, "Okay, you both seriously need to tell me what the fuck is going on?"

They both gasped. Sarah covered her ears lightly, in unison they hushed, "Language!"

"You're kidding me, right?" I deadpanned.

"Who are you?" Alice questioned.

"This is.... uh," Sarah started, then turned to me, smiling. "You actually haven't said your name."

"I'm Y/N..... we've known each other for like five years?" I scowled.

"We have?" They replied.

I rubbed my temples, feeling like my brain was going pop out of my eyes from how annoyed and confused I was. "Alright, can either one of you explain what is happening right now? Quickly."

"I can't remember much, but I've been searching for some clues while I was running around the house. What I remember happening was a witch of some kind appeared on top of the roof-" Alice began.

"Said some form of spell, and everyone started running? Yeah, 'Rapunzel' told me that already." I quipped.

"It wasn't just any spell, it was spell turned everyone into their costumes... whatever that means." Alice stated, putting her hands on her hips.

My face dropped. "I'm sorry, what?"

"Oh! Green lightning flashed over the sky when she said the spell!" Sarah jumped, excitedly. "She must have been an evil witch."

"Witches aren't real. It most likely was a trick of light, kind of like what magicians use to hide their tricks." Alice mentioned.

"I saw the lightning on my way over here...." I shook my head, sighing. "There's no way this is real. You guys must be pranking me or something. Is this Sam and Colby's doing?"

"I don't know who a 'Sam' or 'Colby" is." Sarah replied innocently.

"The guys that invited you to this party??" I pulled out my phone, pulling up a picture that one of them had posted on their snapchats. "These guys!"

"The vampire one went upstairs, and the pirate one is outside fighting a prince in the backyard." Alice pointed out, pointing to Sam, and then Colby.

"Fighting? What do you mean by that?" I furrowed my brow.

"With swords." Alice said plainly.

"Oh no! Your hand is bleeding!" Sarah gaped, gazing at Alice's hand.

"I must have cut it looking around for clues." Alice commented.

"What clues are you even...." I grumbled, trailing off and glaring up at the ceiling.

Sarah wrapped her hair around Alice's hand, holding it lightly. She then began to sing. "Flower, gleam and glow..."

Her hair began to light up slowly, starting from her scalp and eventually ending at the ends of her braided hair.

I can only imagine how expense that wig was.

Sarah pulled her hair away from Alice's cut... and it was gone.

I blinked. "I'm sorry, am I super drunk right now, or did your hair just heal her cut?"

"Jinkies..." Alice whispered, staring at her hand and blushing.

I took a deep breath, needing to get out of this closet. "I'm gonna go find Sam."

"He's a vampire, right? My mom warned me about men with sharp teeth. Be careful." Sarah informed.

"Right..." I opened the closet door, turning back around for a moment. "Hey Alice? I mean, Velma?"

"Yes?" She asked.

I grabbed her glasses off her face, dropping them onto the floor.

Sarah, Rapunzel, whatever, frowned dramatically. "Well, that wasn't very nice.

"My glasses.... I can't see without my glasses." Alice, Velma, whatever waved her hands around, trying to find where I dropped them.

"You don't even wear glasses! Oh my God, you guys are the worst!" I groaned, stepping out the closet and shutting the door.

I rushed over to the stairs, needing to get upstairs as soon as possible. As I reached the top, I gazed down over the railing. I watched as someone dressed as Ghostface ran after.... Britney Spears.

Britney Spears was at this party? Like 'Baby One More Time' Britney? There's no way. Maybe they weren't joking about the witch turning everyone into- NO. This is all some weird joke, probably pulled by Sam and Colby because of how often I'm late.

This isn't happening, this isn't happening, this is NOT happening.

I opened the bedroom door to what used to be Colby's room. I wanted to see the entire backyard from a safe distance. The room was dark, the only light coming from outside by the drawn curtains. I raced over to the windows, looking around outside. The backyard was equally as trashed.

A man-wolf monster stood on top of the slide for the pool, letting out a deep, animalistic howl. By the basketball courts, Colby was sword fighting with a guy dressed in a prince costume. Other people, or characters, were hiding around, peaking out occasionally from their spots. And I swore for a moment I saw someone fly away on a broom stick.

"What the fuck?" I whispered, my eyes widening at the scene.

"It's dangerous out there." A familiar voice rang out.

I jumped, a squeak leaving my lips as I turned around. In the shadows of the room was Sam, gazing at me mischievously.

"Oh my God, Sam. You scared the shit out of me." I clutched my chest, taking a deep breath. "What the fuck is going on?"

"A witch did this to us." Sam replied casually.

"That's what Alice and Sarah said. That a witch turned everyone into their costumes. Wait, how do you remember?" I inquired.

He shrugged, stepping towards me. "I'm just a generic vampire. So I guess I remember everything, and I'm still me."

"And since Colby dressed up as a pirate, he thinks he's a swash-buckler?" I joked half-heartedly.

"I guess so." Sam chuckled.

I questioned, "How long will this last?"

"An hour. So, in ten minutes it will be over." He confirmed, crossing his arms tightly.

I sat down on the edge of the bed, "Oh, well that's good. Since I think I saw Ghostface trying to kill Britney Spears."

"That would be such a waste of blood..." Sam's voice deepened.

I leaned away from his voice, "That was kinda freaky of you to say."

He smirked. "I can't help it. I'm a vampire."

"For ten more minutes. Maybe stay over there until this is all over." I hissed, uncomfortable.

"Why?" He leaned towards me, still far away, "You think I'm gonna bite you?"

"Probably." I teased.

Sam shook his head. "I would only do that if you asked me to."

“Well that's not gonna happen. So, let's stop talking about it.” I sassed.

"I think I can sit next to you though." His body appeared next to mine, sitting on the edge of the bed.

I jumped up, turning to him. "Jesus! You have fucking speed abilities?"

He hummed, "I guess so. You know what other powers I have?"

"No, what?" I jeered slightly.

"I can make people do what I say." He grinned wickedly, his fangs shining in the light.

I raised an eyebrow at him, "How do you even know that?"

"I told all the people hiding in this room to leave and go somewhere else. Some of them are outside in the backyard." He answered.

"Well, that was a little rude of you to do." I narrowed my eyes.

He scoffed. "This is my house. I'm allowed to kick people out of it."

"I guess you can. But maybe be a bit more conside-" I started.

He cut me off, his tone changed. "How would you feel if I drank your blood?"

"What?" I turned and looked at him.

His eyes caught mine, and suddenly I was entranced. "How would you feel if I drank your blood? Be honest."

The truth came out of me easily, I couldn't stop it from slipping from my lips. "I wouldn't mind it."

"And why is that?" He continued, standing up.

"Because I've had a crush on you for a while. Plus, vampires are really hot. And you as a vampire is, like, extra hot." I admitted in a daze.

"Wow...." Sam beamed, pulling his gaze away. "Now that's insane."

The moment I could think for myself, I spun around covering my face. "Oh my God, Sam! Why would you make me say that?!"

"I didn't make you say anything! I just made you tell the truth." He explained defensively, almost jokingly.

I whined, "Still! You didn't have to make me do that."

"So... do you want me to bite you?" He asked again.

I turned back to him, pissed. "No, I don't."

"Really?" His eyes somehow caught mine again, and I was lost. "Be honest."

"I would totally be into it," I squeezed my eyes shut as Sam looked away smugly. "Oh my God, you suck."

"Only if you want me to...." He teased.

"That's not..." When I opened my eyes again, his were already boring into mine. I felt lightheaded, and immediately could barely think. "Fun...ny."

"Get closer to me." He ordered.

My body moved without my permission, stepping up to Sam. I could feel his warmth radiate against my skin from how close we were together.

"Do you actually have a crush on me?" He queried.

I nodded my head. "Yeah, I think so."

"You think so?" His hands trailed up and down my arms, soothingly. "Would it be a bit stronger if I bit you?"

"It would." I revealed, unable to lie.

"Okay then. Good to know," he snickered. "Tilt your head and show me your neck."

I followed Sam's command, tilting my head to the side and allowing him more access to my neck. Sam's hold around me tightened, his mouth lowering down until he was almost against my neck.

"I'm not gonna hurt you, Y/N. I would never hurt you," his voice was just above a whisper. Sultry and seductive. "Also.... I like you too."

I exhaled, "Wha-?"

Suddenly his fangs sunk deep into my neck. A soft wince escaped my throat, my body tensing up. I gripped onto his arms, my nails almost digging in. It was a bit painful but exhilarating at the same time. I felt high, each breath feeling like a rush of dopamine.

Sam moaned against my neck, removing his mouth for a second. His tongue lapped at my skin, getting all of the extra blood that fell from his mouth. "Fuck, you taste heavenly."

"Sam, I think you shou-" I mumbled, my voice raspy.

He plunged his teeth back in, a harsh gasp falling from my lips. I thought of pushing him away, but instead my hands pulled him in more. My vision began to blur, and my legs could barely stay up on their own. I felt my legs give out, but Sam held me up, his torso crushing into mine.

"Don't worry, Y/N, I got you. I'll never let you go. You're mine, forever." He growled.

"S-Sam." I choked.

My eyes began to flutter, my breathing slowing down to an almost halt. And still, he continued to drink and drink. I felt like I was floating and falling all at the same time. And I didn't even care. It felt so good to be in his arms, to have him consume me.

I could hear a soft whisper in the distance. It sounded familiar but was muffled. It grew louder and louder by second, saying the same thing over and over again. Finally, as it sounded closer, I could make out what it was saying: my name.

And then like a freight train, someone screamed it. "Y/N!"

My eyes popped open, focusing immediately on Sam's face. He was looking down at me concerned, almost in a panic.

"Y/N, oh thank God. I thought we were gonna have to call 911 or something." Sam sat back on his knees, his chest heaving.

I glanced around as my eyes adjusted to the light. I was in Colby's room, but from an angle I wasn't used to. I tried to sit up, suddenly realizing I was on the floor. Sam propped up an arm around me sitting me up and leaning me against the couch.

"Wha... happened?" I uttered, rubbing my neck.

"Well, we were all downstairs partying, and you said you didn't feel good all of sudden. So we both came up here, and I went to use the bathroom. And when I came out, you were passed out on the floor." He responded, worried.

I squinted at him, confused out of my mind. "So... there wasn't a witch that turned everyone into their costumes?"

He blinked. "Should I still call 911? How hard did you hit your head?"

"No. No, I'm okay." Sam helped me up slowly, still propping me against the couch, "I must have had one hell of a dream when I passed out."

"Are you feeling okay? Tell me, seriously." He looked into my eyes.

I glanced away quickly, "Yeah, I'm... fine. I don't even feel drunk. What time is it?"

He checked his watch. "It's 1:05."

"After midnight..." I realized, muttering.

He furrowed his brow. "What?"

"Nothing. I'm okay Sam. Really. You know how I can get sleepy after I drink too much. Maybe that's what happened." I tried to reassure.

"Yeah maybe..." He trailed off.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick." I stated, standing up completely.

Sam stepped towards me. "Do you need help?"

"No, I'm okay." I grinned at his nervousness, "Seriously, I'm fine. Don't worry."

I trudged over to the bathroom, leaning against the sink to collect my thoughts.

So.... that was all a dream I had while passed out? Holy shit, I'm never drinking again.

I looked up, scanning my face slowly. I looked the same as I did when I left my house. Except, I had no recollection of how I got here. I mean, in the dream I took an uber... so maybe that's what happened? But God; that dream felt so real. It truly felt like Sam was drinking my blood and draining me. And holy shit, I confessed I had feelings for him!

I sighed deeply, looking over my face once more. My eyes drifted further down and widened at the sight. Two fang marks were right by my jugular, right where Sam had been biting me.

"Sam! Can you come in here for a second?" I yelled, my breathing speeding up.

A moment later the door opened, Sam entering. "What's wrong?"

I spun to him, glaring. "Why do I have two fang marks in my neck... like a vampire bit me?"

"What are you talking about?" He puzzled.

I pointed to my neck. "Right here! What are these?"

"Y/N, there's nothing there." He informed.

"Yes there i-" I turned around, looking in the mirror. He was right. The marks were gone. My skin was clear, as if they never existed in the first place. "Oh."

"Are you sure you're okay?" Sam wrapped an arm around me sweetly, rubbing my back.

I stuttered, "Y-Yeah. I must have just saw something."

"Must have. Because like I said, there's nothing there." His gaze met mine in the mirror, "Right, Y/N?"

"Right. There's nothing there." I said dreamily.

"Good," he smiled warmly. "Now, let's get back down to the party. If you're feeling up to it, of course."

I nodded, taking Sam's hand and leaving the bedroom, following him back to the party.

[riizewrtr]

hii welcomee 💟💟 can i req zb1 cuddle scenarios!! im a sucker for simple cuddles☹️☹️☹️☹️

i dream of cuddling hanbin so of course!! thank you for requesting! I hope this is what you wanted, if not let me know!

content: fluff, cuddling the boys, just all around cute!

cuddling hanbin was like being on cloud 9, he just has this look to him that he'd have the best cuddles. and he does! he would like you both to be face to face. you cuddled into his neck. you fit perfectly, like it was made for you.

"my darling, you're really made for me. i hope we can share 5000 more cuddles." he would have a habit of placing a bunch of kisses in your hair or forehead. GODDDD I NEED IT BTW!

members below the cut! (just so it's not a long post! on the timeline!)

for jiwoong, i think he would love spooning the most. the feeling of his arms wrapped around your wasit just gives him a feeling like he can protect you from EVERYTHING in the world. giving small little kisses to the back of your head, and occasionally your neck. but the neck kissing is in a innocent way, his way of showing you affection.

"you smell good, thank you for being my lifeline," he would whisper in your ear, listening to your soft breaths as you sleep.

Zhanghao would enjoy his face into YOUR neck the most. his lips brushing against your neck as he talks. goosebumps on your arms as he spoke. but there's nothing more in this world you would want more than this position. talking about your day as he looks up at you with the most loving eyes <///3333 :((((((

"oh! why didn't you tell me that happened?! you really did that on the first day?" lots of giggling and laughs as you tell each other stories from before getting together <3

Matthew would enjoy if you laid on his chest, and your legs intertwined with his. he feels like you couldn't be closer than you already are. he would tell you to listen to his heartbeat, before saying the most cheesiest line he could think of

"do you hear that, babe? that heart beats for only YOU," making you have a fit of laughter before smacking him playfully against his chest.

taerae would like to be the small spoon every once in a while, especially when the life of being idol gets hard. he needs YOUR love sometimes, and there's nothing wrong with that. so of course you will do anything he wants.

"I just need to be in your arms for just this time, is that okay? I've had a hard day.."

Ricky cuddling you would consist of many positions, because you both would be playing around too many times. but you'd always stop to you being in his arms while you both play on your phones. you both didn't always need to talk, each other's company was just enough. he would ocassionally squeeze your arm, or place sweet kisses on your lips. show each other tiktok's etc.

"look at this, babe!" while showing you a cute cat video, or anything animal related.

Gyuvin, he's a big tall guy. so he likes to feel like he can protect you, so he would enjoy you laying on top of him. his arms wrapped tightly around you as you have your eyes closed. very content with the quiet, but would let you look at his phone together. your head bobbing as he laughs, which would make you giggle. hearing his calm and settled heartbeat as you lay.

"Are you ready to nap? Of course we can stay in this position!" Wrapping his arms tightly around you before you both drift off to sleep.

Gunwook, he would LOVE being the big spoon as well. But would also enjoy you both laying face to face. At one point he's the one laying on YOU. His head on your chest while smiling up at you. He's a bit heavy compared to you, but you didn't mind. The way Gunwook looked up at you with so much love, makes everything okay!

"Wookie, you are too heavy to be on me!!" lots of giggling, and kisses while play fighting.

Yujin would enjoy you laying against his chest, facing each other while holding hands. he would be playing with your hair a lot while you cuddled and slept. especially if you fell asleep before him. he would have a habit of looking at your face, caressing your head. his chin on your head, while smiling to himself.

"how did i get so lucky?? having someone support me is the best feeling in the world."

[rosearcanaeum]

(Ten) people I'd like to know better

Tagged by: @screechingfromthevoid <3

Last song: Far From Me by Chase Noseworthy is just on repeat. Sad boy Vax and perfect for my range!

Favorite color: it really depends on context honestly. But the most general is soft pink.

Last book: 😅 I've been struggling through Nein Eyes of Lucien for a while.... more honestly its Call of the Netherdeep and Explorers Guide to Wildemount. I truely read far more fanfic than anything else.

Last movie: I watched Night at the Museum for the first time this week. It was waaaaaay better than I ever imagined. I knew it was good and funny. It was also incredibly sincere and I can't get enough of that.

Last show: speaking of sincere, I'm about halfway through Frieren: beyond journey's end. And holy shit! I have never seen any media with a character who views and interacts with death the way i do. Its pretty heavy as shows go but its trustworthy. (I have a hard time with new stuff most of the time. Cr is one exception and this is too apparently)

Sweet/spicy/savory: no joke I've eaten salt before lol. But i prefer combos or all 3. Sweet spicy is underrated.

Relationship status: I live with my queer platonic partner. Its still just buckwild to me. As a kid i hated the idea of living with a partner cuz i didnt want so many aspects of what i was told that looked like. But hey guess what, y'all can decide what your relationships look like. We have separate rooms, are not sexually involved, rarely even touch tbh. And we love each other very much and want to grow old together in a house with cats.

They're touch averse and I'm sensory seeking. My fun Sunday night (out dancing) is their nightmare. But because we are who we are and how we understand and communicate in our relationship we rely on each other for only things that are available. I'll tell them all the dumb shit i see and do on Grindr and we'll sit on the couch and knit together.

Also my brain nearly explodes everytime I realize not only do we do couple stuff, we have couple friends we do couple stuff with. 18 year old me would have never believed you if you told them.

Last thing I looked up: I looked up the caffeine content of the thai tea concentrate I got my partner to see if i could try it. And shockingly i should be able to. Still gonna eat first and be careful though.

Current obsession: I'm pretty spread out rn, unusually. Ive got a sweater im excited about. And I'm on my 3rd attempt at a dorym water bottle sleeve I'm designing. This one should work now. Honestly dorym is probably no. 1 on my list. I shipped that back in exu, along with a bunch of stuff cuz I'm a delightful multishipper. So i feel particularly excited about dorym finally taking off. But also that while dorian was always looking to orym if anything else had come along he was there for the ride. I love robbie so so much. He is such a good character storyteller!

Looking forward to: today im hanging with 2 friends im usually in a larger group with so thats gonna be fun. Looking forward to baking off the beef wellingtons i made for my partner for xmas. And im looking forward to being able to work full time again in the new year. Ive been on part time for health reasons and stayed because i was spending hours on the phone fighting for insurance coverage. Now that both a done i can work more. I love my job and its a particular kind of boredom that i get when i cant work. Lol speaking of, im looking forward to the holidays being over. The office closures normally screw us but now im only working thurs fri for the next 2 weeks and I'll have try really hard to keep busy enough. At least my partner has 2 of the days off with me!

No pressure tags; not sure I can get to 10 and please dont feel obligated but I'd love to see yours (if you havent already. Ive been avoiding spoilers a lot recently so may not have seen it): @vigilante-apologist @standbyyourmantis @soedblackchaos @forestthechonkykitty @corrrvid @local-redhead-bookworm and luddles looks like you did already do this.

Thats all i got. If you see this and want to do it, consider yourself tagged!

[marymarvels-blog]

I just wanna be a part of your family |

Eddie Diaz/ Evan Buckley

or Chris wants a gecko. Eddie doesn’t.

Eddie Diaz adores his son. Every time when he is seeing sad grimace on Chris’s face, he is ready to go through literal fire to bring his son a smile. And he is a firefighter and. by his shy opinion, not so good at cracking jokes, so when he is saying that he means it literally.

He tries to think about how much he loves his son, as he carefully watches all the lizards lazily moving in their aquariums.

His dignity didn’t allow him to say that he is deeply enormously scared of every type of lizard that has ever existed. In their family there were already enough inside jokes about his persona. It was already humiliating enough that he was afraid of AI or other bunch of smart technologies and don’t even get him started on cooking.

***

It all started one week ago after they started to watch Disney series named Jessie. Normal family friendly sitcom, that got him chuckled far more times than he wants to acknowledge, so for a kid show it was really an impressive score.

Chris watched in awe when the lizard first appeared on the screen and Eddie, as thoughtful as he is, didn’t give it too much attention. He was more preoccupied with Buck’s hand gently drawing circles on his leg as he previously threw it over Buck’s laps and other securely put an arm on his knee.

Eddie waited for that moment to happen. He knew how excited Chris and Buck were about animals and he for years expected Chris to ask him about some variation of a pet in their household but that moment never happened. So he let his guard down. His dad-radar failed him.

Because he shouldn’t have to, because the Chris and Buck combo was strong enough for him to agree on any animal they would like to get. He expected them to ask for a jellyfish for a tiger (luckily he knows it isn’t possible and they care for wild animals, so big no no!) etc. But he never saw this coming. And he paid the price for it.

It was almost midnight, way too past Chris’s bedtime — and honestly Eddie’s too — but they were too preoccupied with new season of their favourite telenovela and when Eddie and Buck fall asleep on the couch, Chris the little strategic boy he is, didn’t wake them up, innocently clipping on them with his bamby eyes “I didn’t want to wake you up you seemed like you needed that sleep” and okay, maybe he was right but he will not acknowledge it near his son because it would basically mean he gives him a free pass not to sleep at night if Eddie and Buck are asleep on the couch.

It happened exactly when they changed their position and now Eddie’s head was on Buck’s laps.

“Dad, can I get a lizard?” asked Chris casually cleaning the table. Which was not typical for him. No one in this family is the cleaning type of person.

Thank god Eddie didn’t eat something or worse drink, because he would definitely choke.

He stroke him in the most casual way possible — and much worse was that Eddie could feel that Buck is excited about it.

Eddie immediately shoots into a sitting position, taking a surprising huff from Buck, who put his arms on his shoulder, steading Eddie.

“Wow, be careful, baby”.

“I’m-I’m okay,” answered Eddie, clearing his throat and trying to cover the panic in his eyes and voice”, maybe we should consider other animals? What about cat? Hamster? Rabbit?

“No, I want a lizard”.

“ Are you sure? Like sure-sure?” please, no

“Yeah, dad, I’m sure. Please, please please, let it be my birthday present for the next 3 birthdays.”

And listen, Eddie has only two weaknesses. Chris and Buck. And he feels himself so weak by the look Chris is giving him.

Instead, Eddie looks at Buck silently begging for help.

“ We will consider it kiddo, alright? “ Buck soft calming voice as opposed to Eddie’s anxious.

Worst of all, Eddie knew that Buck was probably super enthusiastic about taking this creepy cold creature home, but he didn’t want to show it too much to already obviously scared Eddie.

Eddie saw the same expression on Buck’s face when they first saw Mrs. Kipling on TV.

**

Buck tried to approach this topic slightly and Eddie appreciates the slowness of it. He knew they need to talk about it because Chris rarely asks about anything at all and those last years were hard, to say at least, and maybe a new family member will cheer them up.

Other than that it, could teach Chris be responsible for another alive being.

You can see Eddie desperately tries to find pros in this situation.

***

While Eddie cooked (read tried to not cause a huge mess and optionally not to cause fire and to blow up their house) Buck casually leaned over the kitchen bar, scrolling through tiktok with fast looks at eddie. He knew when Buck was “randomly” offering to give him a company while he cooks it was always as a safe measurement.

He thinks Buck’s left eye is still twitching at a slight reminder what happened six months ago, when Eddie was left alone with the kitchen and him himself. To say at least he burned his arm all way from little finger to the shoulder. Don’t even ask how that happened. Thank god it wasn’t third degree burn but hurt nonetheless. And he thinks he will never forget scared, frightened look on Buck’s face when he saw his arm and then even more horrified, if it was possible, when he found that it’s not all the burn he got. And listen, Eddie isn’t some damsel in distress, who always needs someone to rescue him.

It just happened that he is very distracted when he is cooking. So he enjoyed Buck’s company while he was cooking and he is not complaining. Having his hot boyfriend near him and listening to him ramble about lizards — if he takes away part with lizards, geckos, whatever — it’s ideal evening.

“Hey baby, I’m going to distract you for one second. Please put your knife down,” cautiously asks Buck, coming closer to him.

Eddie puts the knife down but still works with dry ingredients humming in his own rhythm.

Buck smiles at the sight of that and gives him one soft kiss on the cheek.

“Look how funny they are imagine one like that here,” Eddie gives one look at the screen and he is happy that Buck asked him to put the knife down, because he would certainly accidentally chip one of his fingers. The video Buck was showing him wasn’t funny — it was heinous. 1,5 metres of green creature was running through the house.

Eddie feels nauseous.

“Omg Buck, put this away, I can’t look at it,” at this point Eddie begs him and Buck looks at him, concern shows on his face.

“You don’t feel good? Baby, what hurts?”

“No, no, not in that way. I’m alright. It’s just those lizards. Hate them,” whispers Eddie like some kind of a secret, looking around.

“No way,” Buck eyes widened and he is audibly gasping.

“Yeah, I would rather allow tarantul to live in my bedroom, rather than that.”

“Oh my fucking god.” Eddie thinks he broke Buck because the man looks at him like he sees him the first time, still processing the new information.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Buck comes closer and kisses Eddie’s temple, making his anxiety go away, “we definitely will not buy something like that. It could be something small, like geckos, you know. They are pretty cute.

Eddie audibly gulped, making Buck snorting.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Eddie groans. God, maybe it’s better to buy someone large, geckos are even scarier.

“I will think about it. but I guess that could be tolerable as long as this baby gecko will stay at Chris’s room.”

***

They made plans, so it was official. On Saturday they will go and visit a nice pet store nearby.

The sun was amazing, the weather was warm and the grip Eddie has on bucks biceps was nearly painfully tight. As tight as he can be to not cause pain to Buck. If Buck noticed the way Eddie clings to him like a lifeline, he says nothing.

But it was worth the excitement Chris had and how happy he was the last week when they announced that if Chris wants, they could get a gecko.

It took a little bit exposure therapy (aka every night Buck showed him 1-5 videos of geckos).

“Omg dad look! I found them!’” with a happy yelp Chris rushes as fast as he could over to yet a glass cage, filled with four geckos.

Eddie clung to the Buck even harder, not being able to move his legs. But Chris was waiting for them, so Buck had to physically but still gently nudge Eddie.

“Wow, sooo..eh.. cute”, if Eddie wasn’t so scared right know he might as well cringe at the tremble in his voice, that was so obvious.

Chris snorted rolling his eyes.

“You can’t possibly be scared of them. They are so cute!!”

“Oh buddy you don’t no what I am possibly capable of.” Eddie shook his head.

“Are they safe?” He frantically turns his head to a consultant that he only now notices was standing near them.

The little smile on her face as she shooks her head looking at those gecko as fondly as Chris was looking at them. If not more.

“They are safer than the hamsters”, woman laughs.

“Can I pet them?” asks Chris with his baby eyes directed at the employee.

“Of course, which one do you want first?” honest to god, she is so nice to them. Seeing how often he clears his throat, on purpose not looking at gecko.

Buck was also so patient with him glueing to his side (aka read as Eddie glued to Buck’s side) although he could bet if Eddie wasn’t so terrified Buck would be also with Chris petting all the geckos.

“Go take a look”, Eddie is already tugging his hand. Buck is so solid, so warm under his arm, he will miss that.

“Nah, I’m fi-“ Buck shakes his head, but abruptly stopped mid sentence.

“Don’t say you’re good I know you’re dying to pet all the animals out there”, Eddie says as he stirs, pointing an accusing finger at Buck.

“Maybe but being with my silly boyfriend and holding his hand is more important and better than petting the whole zoo. Even if there are penguins in it”, Eddie can hear the grin in Buck’s voice.

“What if you will pet gecko while I will stand near you?”

If five years ago someone would told Eddie that he would love someone so much that he would be asking about standing next to that person while they are petting the lizard, he would actually lose his consciousness.

“Are you ready for such a brave step?” it was meant as a joke but even such a stupid fear of his Buck took seriously.

“Yeah, besides, I think Chris needs our company and your expert opinion”.

“Really, are we doing this?”, dramatically asked Buck, turning his head from side to side trying to find the camera, “is this a prank?”

Even in this tension situation for him he can’t help but laugh.

“Yeah yeah yeah, let’s go”, he pushed Buck towards Chris, who is doesn’t even seem to notice that they are here existing in his small bubble with the geckos.

And Eddie was right. The light in Buck eyes almost visibly became even lighter when he took one of the geckos Chris gave him.

If he was shaking a little it was between him and God, in which he doesn’t believe anymore.

“Hi baby!!” softly whispered Buck, petting his head, “how are you doing?” Hearing how Buck cooed over the geckos made Eddie turn soft for seconds forgetting they are talking about geckos.

Strategically Eddie placed himself behind Buck, and at a slight distance but also that in any moment he could be able to touch Buck’s back or his arm if he needed. But also in a way so Chris and Buck would see him and see that he is, in fact, not scared.

Buck and Chris were rumbling and giggling, making the whole world brighter and more wonderful.

Eddie tried not to look at those geckos managing his breath, even the thought, the mental image of taking gecko in his arms makes him shiver.

And Buck, his kind, loving Buck, every thirty seconds is turning to Eddie to check on him, silently asking are you alright? do you need me?

Eddie might feel like his heart is bursting. He loves this man so much.

“…geckos eyes are 350 times more sensitive to light than human eyes and although” he hears Buck talking.

After another 10 minutes of looking, petting, cooing the geckos, Chris finally choose one he wants to take home.

It was..just a gecko. Like any other. Although Chris and Buck have sweared that he smiled at them and was special.

“Are there special notes for this type of gecko? Any information we should know before adopting her? “ asked Buck. Eddie knows that in that week of intense research Buck has read more than enough about how to take care of this creature but he still doubts himself.

“To keep geckos happy and healthy it’s very important to have specific habitat requirements like: right temperature, humidity levels, lighting, enclosure. I can give you a guide how to properly take care of them.” it was seemed like she was happy for them too because she is so excitedly telling about that. Wow, she really loves her job.

„And now I will show you what do you need to buy for her right now. For those type of gecko with his size and age it is a good choice to buy 76.2 × 30.5 x 30.5 cm (20G) but after she becomes adult, you will need to upgrade it. A proper size enclosure is important because allows for a good heat gradient, which is how they keep warm/cool and digest their food as they can't adjust their body temp on their own. Without proper heat they can get impacted or have trouble digesting. You will need a heat lamp. Heat lamps must be connected to a thermostat to make sure they don't get too hot/ cold. The temperatures in the enclosure should be 90-93F on the hot side, 70-75F on the cool side, and 95-100F on the basking spot. Make sure to use a digital thermometer with a probe to measure temps as they are the most accurate. uvb light would be a good to buy too and..”

Chris is practically vibrating with excitement, listening to everything woman has to say, making sure Buck notes everything on his phone.

Definitely not the right time but Eddie started to think about clipboard Buck.

“So, are you ready to take your gecko home?”

Maybe extending their family a little bit isn’t a bad idea. Eddie silently tells gecko that he is sorry for not liking him at a first sight, but he will try to do his best to love him because they are family now.

"Do you wanna pet Sandy, dad?" sweetly asks Chris.

"No, no, no! Im actually, actually watching the route for Buck. Right, Buck?”

He hears his son giggling.

"Right, bud." Buck tries to stop himself from laughing.

Okay, but not today. They will try tomorrow. He will give himself another day to be terrified.

[autisticempathydaemon]

Hi Lexi! I saw your match ups and I'm curious who you'd match me up with, if you wouldn't mind?

•What song are you fixated on at the moment? What lyric or verse, and why?

• Okay, so I’ve listened to ‘Rule #34’ by Fish in a Birdcage over and over. The verse ‘You look so good, there on your knees/ Such a good girl knows how to please/ Look at me, look me in the eyes/ Forget yourself, surrender your mind/ Right now, you’re mine/ All mine/ Give in, you’re mine/ All mine (oh)’ I really have no real reason that comes to mind except that it scratches something in my brain.

•What is your Enneagram type?

•I'm an INFJ

•Do you love gargantuan Youtube video essays, and if so, which is your favorite and why?

•I do not, the closest I’d say I enjoy are the Redacted 101 videos

•Tell me about your childhood imaginary friend.

•I actually can’t remember much of my childhood. I think I used to have an imaginary friend but I can’t remember specifics

•What is your go-to way to fall asleep?

•listening to ASMR videos, usually Redacted

•If you had to change your name, what would it be, and why? (In tandem, if you have changed your name, why did you pick that one?)

• Hmmm that’s a good question. I actually like my name so I’ve never thought of changing it. I might go with Amitisia, it’s kinda cringe because it’s the name I gave to a main character of a story I never finished writing when I was a teenager.

•What is your favorite of Redacted’s audios, and why?

•Number one spot goes to “Your Incubus Confesses His Feelings (Again) While You Sleep”. It’s so soft and sweet and makes me feel so comforted when I’m having a bad day. I’ve listened to it a lot before I fall asleep.

Second place would go to “Falling For Your Yandere Childhood Friend”

•What Redacted boy holds no appeal to you, and why? Like, not the one you hate but the one who you don’t get the hype for. (I won’t judge, I promise.)

•Hate to say it but Ollie, he’s so sweet and nice but I was just never interested? And it always seems like we get an Ollie video before something bad happens so maybe that has something to do with it?

•Tell me about that one book/movie/tv show you know all the words to.

•I tend to replay shows and movies I like a lot so there’s a bunch. I guess I’ll go with “Mulan” because it’s my all time favorite Disney movie.

•Which Redacted boy are you platonically attracted to? Like- forget dating, which dude do you want to be your best friend?

•Oh, definitely Asher! Whenever I listen to his playlist I'm just like…You’re cute and chaotic but I’d rather have you as a wing-man.

•Do you have a go-to thing you ramble about when you’re tired, and if so, what is it? (For example, my boyfriend knows I’m ready to sleep when I start talking about space.)

•So, irl I’m a very quiet person, so I get even more quiet when I’m tired. I guess if I picked something, it’d be something I’m currently trying to write?

•Tell me your go-to gas station and drink combo.

•Nachos and cheese and root beer

•Tell me about your favorite playlist at the moment.

•I’ve currently been obsessed with the Epic the Musical playlist. I have to stop myself from singing it when I listen at work

•What’s your guilty pleasure media, and why?

•Reverse harem books, especially if it’s more of a poly situation than a multiple guys are with one girl. I was always frustrated with love triangles in books growing up, because…why can’t they all just be together. It was a pretty blaring flag that I was poly, now that I think about it.

•Extras

•My favorite color is purple. I love cats. I enjoy anime or animated shows/movies over live action. I collect pins, rocks/crystals, and stuffed animals. I hate certain food textures.

There are lots of cute details here to consider and prioritize when I was considering your match, but your being a writer won out. I can’t not pair a writer with Guy, you know?

Despite the same hobby/vocation, I love the small ways you contrast each other as well. Guy’s extroverted, bombastic nature would be such a cute foil to your introverted, quiet self. You’re a cat person; I imagine Guy as a dog person. These differences keep things interesting and balanced but not discordant, you know? I also think Guy is one of the redacted bois most likely to be poly/a romantic anarchist, so that’s another factor that would make y’all work so well. (He’d have similar feelings about love triangles, and a couple that bitches together stays together /hj /pos)

Guy would be such a charming boyfriend- not necessarily an easy one to an introvert but definitely a charming one. You two have writing sessions that are meant to be done quietly, in tandem, and they never are, always interrupted by Guy’s stream of consciousness and sidetracked thoughts spoken out loud. (Somehow, you still always get so much written. He’s very inspiring that way.) You two adopt both a cat and a dog that get along a lot better than anyone would expect. Guy always feels in his bones when you’re not having a great day and comes home with a new rock or pin for collection.

Song:

And that's because I wanna be your favorite boy/ I wanna be the one that makes your day/ The one you think about as you lie awake/ I can't wait to be your number one/ I'll be your biggest fan and you'll be mine

The song I picked for y’all isn’t necessarily one I think you’d both like per se, though it’s very catchy; I picked it because it’d make a good soundtrack to your love story. It makes me think of Guy falling in love with you, falling first, and being like “just you wait, I am going to win you over”, like he wants to be your favorite boy, your boyfriend, but best friend/roommate is a good start.

Runner-ups:

Huxley is a cute runner-up for you as an ambivert, but I especially love how often he’d bring you rocks and crystals for your collection, maybe even getting you a special shelf to display them on. Camelopardalis is your other runner-up, because he’s one loving partner away from falling in love with cats; he just needs someone to show him the way.

Read this post and send me an ask if you’d like a match-up of your own! 💌

[nabateaprodigy]

Can I request some fluffy headcanons for Alcryst Gregory and male Alear with a female reader?

Alcryst, M!Alear, and Gregory Headcannons.

Series: Fire Emblem

Characters: Alcryst, M!Alear, and Gregory.

Genre: Fluff.

Reader: Female.

Alcryst

First of all, he's very shy and nervous as we all know he'd always say things like. "You can do better than me." WHICH IS NOT TRUE AT ALL!! Give this boy all the affection, love, and reassurance because he deserves it!

I feel like it would be a while before he started calling you any nicknames. However, when he does I can see him calling you princess, darling, my angel, and my love.

Of course, you call him nicknames as well such as my prince, darling, handsome man, prince charming, and Sir-Loves-A-Lot.

I feel like Alcyrst would be nervous before and even after you officially have a relationship with him. Citrinne and Lapis are his wingmen or wingwomen in this case. They both love and support you both and want nothing more than to see Alcyrst happy. :)

Alcyrst just loves to cuddle with you although he might be too shy to ask for cuddles. He wouldn't bring it up, especially at the start of your relationship and instead would wait for you to mention it. But when he gets more comfortable except to cuddle this boy a lot!

M!Alear

I mentioned cuddling with Alcyrst but with Alear? You might as well be cuddling this boy all day! It's like you mind tho you love cuddling up to your sleepy dragon prince!

Of course, you know this boy's love for animals knows no bounds! After every battle, he'll look around the area to bring back any animals to the Sommiel. This can range from Cats, Dogs, Rabbits, and even Sheep!

You would also be one of the lucky ones to revive an Emblem Ring from Alear! (Whoever that Emblem Ring is up to you!) Alear knows even in battle if he can't protect you the Emblem Ring will.

Of course, since you're in a relationship with Alear that means you also know Sommie! Of course, when you first met Alear you noticed how Sommie followed him around. You found it to be completely and utterly adorable! Of course when Sommie warmed up he'd also follow you around!

Of course, you know how kind Alear is he's the sweetest boy you've ever met! Maybe even too kind can't let people take advantage of his kindness. So just like how he protects you in return you protect him as well!

Gregory

Of course just like Alear and Alcryst Gregory also loves cuddles! Of course, Gregory loves things that are soft and cuddly. So expect to be surrounded by a bunch of plushies while you cuddle!

I feel like Alear Gregory would also like animals. Dogs, rabbits, and sheep are all animals I think he would like. It's a good thing Alear brings back so many animals to the Sommiel. It means animals are never too far away and of course, he loves to hold and cuddle Sommie!

Gregory can be somewhat time and shy especially when first meeting him. However when getting to know him more it's like he's a different person! It makes you happy to see him this way as it shows how much he trusts you.

Of course, you know how much Gregory dislikes pain. It's understandable as no one likes to get hurt. So in battle, you're at his side ready to protect him from danger! Of course, he'll do the same Gregory hates getting hurt but hates it even more when others he cares about get hurt.

Having known Gregory for a while you knew he had a real talent for making outfits! Of course, you would be more than willing to try out any outfits he made. Of course, he'd also make outfits just for you! <3

[emeritus-fuckers]

Congrats to 500!! I'd love to get a match up with a ghoul!!! Bare with my description it's my first time for a match up.

So I am a nonbinary transboy. I use he/him pronouns and occasionally they/them pronouns or even neopronouns when I am comfortable enough with a person. I am almost 22 years old. I am queer (maybe bi, but a strong preference for boys and maybe girls in a poly relationship), poly and demisexual.

I am very tiny, a shrimp, a gremlin, 5'0. I have rather fair skin, crystal blue eyes and short wavy dyed dark red hair (sticks into every direction, untamable curls). In summer I have freckles across my nose. My style is a mix of alternative subcultures, mostly grunge and metalcore.

I am autistic! I can appear as shy as I struggle in social situations and have severe social anxiety but overall I am rather loud and roudy even. Just very bubbly and passionate. My special interests are vampire, musicals, RE Village, Jurassic Park and Sleep Token (and Ghost haha). I can also appear as rude as I am really sarcastic and have a good amount of dark humour. My love language is bullying. But also gift giving and acts of service. I love showing people I appreciate them without having to say it (or openly show it.) I am very hesitant of intimacy but also crave affection and closeness. Overall I am rough on the outside and soft on the inside.

I have chronic pain and some days struggle to walk and stand for a long period of time generally. I have severe anxiety and depression since I was a child and a problematic relationship with my parents (got kicked out last weekend). I have the lowest self-esteem and can't see myself as lovable.

I like to say I despise humans and would gladly live in isolation but I love kids a lot and study to become a teacher for Latin. I also love caring for animals and have a special way to connect with them. Especially cats seem to seek me out and find comfort in my presence. Besides having fun in caring for others, I like listening to music, mainly rock and metal but honestly everything, drawing, scrapbooking, playing videogames and boardgames and reading. I love to sing and dance and would love to learn how to play the guitar.

Your match is... Aether

Aether's a pretty big guy, so he finds your size difference adorable and he'll probably carry you around.

Will he be smacked for that? Yes, most likely. Does he care? No, absolutely not.

He's got plenty of "experience" with Sodo. The two are very good friends, but we all know Sodo's got temper, so Aether gets smacked or has things thrown at him all the time, he's used to it.

He likes your hair and will play with it to get attention. Even it it's a smack to the face or a kick in the balls. Totally worth it.

He actually likes the scrapbooks you make! Tries to make one, but it's mostly just chaos and bunch of random stickers he found. He will steal stickers to put more of them in his scrapbook and show it off to you.

He likes playing any sort of games with you. Prefers video games, though.

Watches almost too closely as you make art or read. He likes being close to you, so if you can't do these things while he's wrapped around you... You might wanna learn that.

Happy to listen to music with you! He's very eager to discover your music taste and share his!

Don't worry about your issues or pains. He's absolutely willing to carry you around (he's a buff dude, it's his pleasure to carry you!) if you can't walk. Never complains about it because he absolutely loves it.

He's good at keeping your mind busy. Mostly because he's just... A pretty chaotic and energetic guy.

If your parents try to reach you, you can only wish them luck. He will not hesitate to take your phone and give them a piece of his mind.

And if they come to you in person? They won't even get close, you've got a buff Ghoul boyfriend to scare them off. He will get in a fight for you.

Takes you on the most fun dates he can imagine afterwards.

He's also very affectionate and if he ever hears anything about you being unlovable, he's gonna bite you until you stop saying bullshit like that. Kisses and licks the wounds afterwards.

You are lovable, he loves you and that's it.

~

Written by Jez.

This post is a part of the Match-up event. The event ended on July 15th.

[maguro13-2]

Dropping in Feet First (Medium Style Remake)

Yukina : Maki, look, as a steampunk girl who has bigger guns and fighting a bunch of undead iron baddies that is actually a horror zombie-like apocalypse thing, but what do we have to do with these so-called feet? I mean there actually called Soles and that's why we have anatomy scientific system. So we're gonna go down a pole that we have to get down and make some breakfast or something?

Maki : Of course, that's why firefighters always climb down on these poles and we have to think it over during the field trip, this is why we practiced for this moment and I will show you the demonstration of dropping in feet first.

Yukina : Well, you do have a point. We may have these big guns and hot bods of being muscular, but we have absolutely strong perfect feet of ours, soles cannot comprehend these kicks. And these soles were a great use of kick ass and we are going to drop in feet first.

Maki : That's what I'm talking about. (the two grabs onto the pole) Okay, Yukina. You ready to do this?

Yukina : Oh, I got this, sister. Time to get with it!

Maki : All action, no talk.

[Earth ~ Sukarabe Fight Bgm 1 - Naofumi Hataya]

Yukina : Let's do this!

Maki : Time to drop in feet first, Medium style! [the two slides down on the poles]

Yukina : Wow! You were right, Maki! This is awesome! I never anything seen anyone dropping in feet first before!

Maki : You know it! This is why we always go down like this!

Yukina : Once we land perfectly on our soft soles, we can able to get down from here!

Maki : You said it! And there's no way that we are gonna land safely!

[TIRE SCREECHING]

Yukina : Hey, uhh, Maki.

Maki : What is it?

Yukina : I just got one question for ya.

Maki : There are no legos on the bottom is there?

Yukina : Good. Which is why our soles are practically fine.

Maki : Okay then. I got another question for ya, when we get off these poles to land on the bottom, there is one problem that i gotta tell you something. Do you feel burning pain on the poles when you land of your softly soles to the bottom?

Yukina : Rhetorical question, Maki. That's because we just got ourselves a...

Maki & Yukina : [together] HAND BURN!!!

Maki : At least, we don't get the foot burn.

Yukina : Quick! We gotta cool our hands off!

*SA1 SFX : Dash Panel 2X*

Maki & Yukina : Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow! Quick put our hands in there!

*SPLAT+SIZZLING*

Maki : Ahhh. Finally, something to cool our hands off.

Yukina : Yeah, me too. (realizing) Hey, isn't this the princess's birthday cake.

Maki : Don't you mean Princess Hibana's birthday cake? (turns and sees Hibana and Ogun) Oh, uhh, fellas. I didn't know that this was your birthday that was stored in the freeze. Anybody wants a slice of it?

Yukina : Anybody wants a slice? (nervously laughs) No hard feeling, right? Hey, where's the cake and where did Maki go?

(it is revealed that Kirby ate Maki and transformed after eating the birthday cake)

Yukina : Oh boy. I knew this pink marshallow just ate the whole thing of Birthday cake.

Princess Hibana : Oh well, we're just getting our own cakes from the Cheesecake Factory.

Ogun : I'm gonna lay of the sweets, I'm just gonna go on a salad diet. No taffy.

Yukina : Well, at least I finally dropped in feet first. Congratulations, Maki.

Maki : Well, you certainly did.

Yukina : Woah. How did you do that?

Maki : Easy, that was my copy cat clone he ate. It's simply a magic trick that he pulled from me!

Yukina : I thought he ate you or something, well, good thing that he was such a random pink child or something that loves to eat all kinds of food from around the world. So let's go walk barefoot in the station and get--*PLONK! X2*

Maki : Yikes, Legos! We stubbed our feet with legos!

Yukina : I knew this was gonna happen! We just had to drop on feet first before we accidentally stepped on the legos!

Sister Iris : Who left their legos in the middle of the floor here!?

(camera pans to the group using lego blocks to build something)

Shinra : Uhh, whoops.

~ DON'T PUT LEGOS ON THE FLOOR ~

[sp00kymulderr]

erinnnnn!! it's beautiful!!

First of all I'm sorry this is once again late but you know I like to have time set aside to process new chapters and it was definitely worth it because I had a lotttt of feelings about this and about Frankie and River while I was reading this.

I literally cannot get over how comfortable they are together and how in to each other they are. Frankie is disgustingly smitten, but so is River. I just love that it's all returned affection and you're making that so clear to us in the way you write all of their interactions. The lunch time kissing was so cute. I am so miserable that nobody brings me lunch and kisses :((((( but I can live vicariously through them.

I really just adored this little detail about Rivers eyes so I had to quote it back:

They reminded him of leaves in a summer downpour

That's such a beautiful line.

Nervous Frankie is forever such a sweetheart and I think it just shows how much he cares about River and also that he has this ongoing anxiety which River calms in him a little when they're together. But when they're apart again he seems to have more of these little moments of worry. I know I mentioned it before but it justs strikes me again in this chapter that River really does seem to have a calming energy especially for Frankie who has an anxious heart for good reason.

River as his lockscreen made me so happy!!!!

I loved reading River meeting the boys, especially the fun banter she had with Benny - I can actually see them being really good friends in their own right. (also lol @ benny wanting to go to the Night Owl I hope that happens it would be amazing)

Not the new balances 💀 I love that you snuck that in there.

The boys coming straight to Rivers defence really warmed my heart, they are a very protective bunch and clearly accepting River as their own as they see how into River Frankie is. They just slot right in to that friendship group so easily, which is a good sign of good friends and IMPORTANTLY a sign of the boys caring about Frankie so much ahhh I love it, it's really not something I see in anything I read where there's like real male friendship shown and it's SO important for someone like Frankie.

Frankie's immediately ready to jump to River's defence and his anger, coupled with River's coolness over the situation with the drunk guy made so much sense. They're just so used to it they hardly react, and it's so new to Frankie who cares SO MUCH that he can't just leave it be. I know this situation very well lol.

“I just… I’m here, okay? You don’t have to like, deal with disrespect like that while I’m with you. Especially if it’s to like, impress my friends or something.” River went quiet and smiled sadly, looking down at their painted nails. “I know,” they hummed softly. “Thank you. Same goes for you. I may not know all the details right now, and I know you’ll tell me when you’re ready, but I’m not blind, babe. I know you’ve got demons, too.”

😭😭😭😭 THEY BOTH CARE SO MUCH!! All their conversations are so honest and open, the communication is so there and it's so beautiful. They're really cultivating something so strong.

Being in River's home only makes me love them so much more. Jonesy the cat?? River is an Alien fan! Me too babe lets watch it together asap. Also all their houseplants. Sounds kinda like my place. So yeah now I'm even more in love with River thanks.

Frankie thought about it for a minute, biting his lip. “Is there anything I should know? Like,” he floundered for a second. “I don’t want to touch you in the wrong way or say the wrong thing.” River swooned, and smiled up at him. “God, I know it’s the bare minimum but your concern and respect is so fucking hot,” they groaned, hiding their burning cheeks in his soft tummy. 

THIIIISSSSS!!! The way I SWOONED. The respect!! Frankie is a king, I second River's thoughts completely. So hot. So caring.

“Please say something,” River whispered anxiously. “Where do I start?” Frankie breathed, smiling softly. “This looks like it really hurt,” he hummed sadly. “But it’s so beautiful.” His voice shook with reverence. He looked up at them, face full of emotion.

This bit really really got me. Made me tear up ngl. I won't go in to a whole spiel about myself and my emotions but I definitely could and I definitely felt some really personal feelings in this and a lot of other moments in this chapter. Using reverence to describe his words made this all the more of a beautiful moment. You handle these intimate moments so well.

The smut was of course delicious, Frankie sure fucking knows how to go down on someone huh 😳

Also yeah uh River calling Frankie good boy I- 😳😳😳😳😳

Their soft quiet intimacy afterwards, the aftercare and all those sweet moments really melted me too. I want them to be forever happy together.

idek what to say I've once again gone overboard with my rambles lol but this was another wonderful chapter and you're incredible.

into the beat of the night (ch 4) "thin flesh"

moodboard by me

pairing: frankie morales/enby!oc!river price (they/them) rating: 18+ (minors dni) chapter warnings: swearing, (1) instance of misgendering (not by anyone we like), unprotected p in v, cunnilingus, brief oral (m receiving), discussions of contraceptives, this shit is sappy y'all, there's a cat too word count: 5.5k dividers by @saradika-graphics beta: @scenaaario (ily adrienne ♥)

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series summary: frankie thought he had himself figured out by now. he liked both men and women, had dated both in the past. but when someone that challenges what he thinks that means comes into his life, in an unlikely place, he truly learns who he is, and more importantly, who he loves.

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River moaned, tangling their fingers into Frankie’s curls. “F-Frankie, my lunch is only thirty minutes,” they giggled, biting their lip.

“Don’t care,” Frankie grunted, digging his thumbs into their hips and continued sucking on their neck. He hummed happily, kissing up the side of their neck to nibble on their jaw playfully.

Frankie had stopped by the building where River worked with lunch. It was now getting cold.

River had to push Frankie away, a slightly dazed look on their face. They smiled up at him and poked his cheek. “And you call me the menace. I touch your dick one time and you become insatiable.”

Frankie laughed, his shoulders shaking. He leaned over and kissed their cheek before relaxing back in his seat. “Sorry, your food is probably cold now,” he mumbled, handing the takeout bag to them.

River shrugged and began eating. “So, we’re meeting up with Will, Benny, and…”

“Santiago.”

“Santiago. Tonight, right?”

“Yeah, if you still want to,” Frankie nodded jerkily. This was the first time he was introducing River to the guys. He was mostly nervous about Benny opening his big, golden retriever mouth and asking dumb questions. He knew at least Will and Santi would be normal, if a bit protective.

“Of course I still want to,” River said, swallowing a bite of food. “They’re like brothers to you. I can only imagine the shit you guys have seen together,” they muttered sympathetically.

A far-away look crossed Frankie’s features and he swallowed around a small lump in his throat. River reached over and held Frankie’s hand, rubbing their thumb over his knuckles.

“Sorry, we can talk about something else,” they said softly.

Frankie smiled weakly and shook his head. “It’s okay,” he looked up into their eyes. They reminded him of leaves in a summer downpour. “Thank you.”

“Of course.” River had to go, finishing up the food Frankie brought for them. “I’ll text you when I get off work, okay?”

Frankie nodded and leaned over to kiss their cheek. He kissed their lips once, then again. “I’ll pick you up at eight.” River winked, climbing out of Frankie’s truck and making their way back into the tall building.

Frankie exhaled loudly and started the truck. The prospect of telling River about his past, about his addiction, made him incredibly nervous. He had been clean for a long time now, but it didn’t make the conversation less daunting. River hadn’t turned him away yet, but he also didn't know their hard limits. Despite feeling more comfortable with River than he had with anyone in a long time, it was still so new.

He pulled into the parking lot of Marisol’s daycare and sat idling, waiting to go inside and pick her up. He looked down at his phone and smiled at his lockscreen; it was a photo of River with their tongue sticking out, piercing on full display, and flipping the bird. He took another deep breath and rolled down the window for some fresh air. It would be okay.

It would.

“It’s a music based subculture, Benny. The fashion came later.”

Benny shook his head as he swallowed his beer. “Then why have I never heard of a ‘goth band’ then?”

“Because you probably listen to butt rock.”

Benny spluttered, offended, but laughed. “What is that?”

Frankie, River, and Santi laughed as Will rubbed Benny’s shoulders sympathetically. Things were going really well. Better than Frankie expected them to go, if he were being honest. It felt like River had always been a part of the group. 

“I haven’t heard a denial yet,” River teased in a sing-song tone, a twinkle in their eye. Everyone laughed harder as Benny raised his arms in defeat. “Speaking of, did Frankie tell you guys what he wore when we went back to The Night Owl?”

“Oh, god, here we go,” Frankie groaned, hiding his face in his hands.

“An Iron Maiden t-shirt, which was already funny on its own. But he also wore these blue and yellow New Balances and I won’t lie, I almost ghosted him for it.” River winked at him as they squeezed his thigh under the table.

Benny was laughing so hard his face went red and Will shook his head in disappointment. Santiago sighed and put his hand on Frankie’s shoulder. “You wore your New Balances to a goth club? Hermano…”

“I don’t have any clothes that would fit there, okay?” Frankie explained, exasperated. He turned to River and gave them his best pout and puppy dog eyes, whispering, “Besides, I thought you liked my ‘lumberjack, fisherman chic’?”

River looked to Frankie’s lips briefly and licked their own before looking back up into his eyes. “True, I do. Wouldn’t change it for the world. But,” they grinned. “I would love to see you all ‘done up’ one of these days. Just for fun.”

Benny was nearly having a stroke at this point. “Oh, my god. I’m trying to imagine Fish with eyeliner and it’s killing me,” he wheezed.

Frankie laughed and shrugged, putting an arm around River’s shoulders. “We’ll see,” he hummed, leaning over to kiss River’s cheek. 

Will chuckled and rolled his eyes before standing. “Another round? On me, this time.”

Everyone nodded their thanks, and fell back into easy conversation. Out of the corner of River’s eye, they saw someone nearby that could be a problem. The man had been staring at River all night, and not in a way they could ignore. River sighed quietly and prepared themselves as the man stood and tried to “subtly'' make his way over to the table.

“Damn, when’s the funeral?” The drunken asshole smirked, looking right at River. He sneered at them and waited for River to react.

“Hey, fuck off, asshole—“

“Benny, don’t,” River muttered, giving him a look that said more than their words ever would. Benny went quiet but looked at the guy with daggers for eyes. Santiago crossed his arms over his chest and watched for River’s signal.

“Haven’t decided yet,” they exhaled angrily toward the drunk.

“Listen, lady, I was just—“ River rolled their eyes and stared at the man. Frankie’s eyes went wide and he saw red. River quickly grabbed Frankie’s thigh again and squeezed, stopping him. Their expression changed from neutral to manic, an unsettling smile spreading across their face. They tilted their head to the side and stared, unblinking. The man shuffled uneasily on his feet and scoffed. “Whatever, fuckin’ freak.”

The man stumbled away just as Will returned with all their drinks. He looked at the group of grumpy faces and the guy walking away. “What happened?”

Benny’s face broke into a wide grin and he started snapping his fingers. “River just scared a dude,” he laughed.

River rolled their eyes, but smiled this time. “No, the guy came over and tried to be clever and I shut it down,” they shrugged. “I’ve had a lot of practice.” They gestured to their wardrobe by way of explanation.

Frankie went quiet and had a pensive look on his face, rubbing River’s lower back. He knew River picked up on the drunk calling them “lady”, because he knows he heard it. Will had given River a fist bump and everything went back to normal. He’ll bring it up later.

“Okay, so I know Fish went and it was an accident, but like, do you think I could go to The Night Owl?” Benny smiled wide, that golden retriever energy back in droves. “I’ve never been to a goth club and it sounds fun.”

River gave Benny a long look, thinking about it. “I don’t see why not,” they hummed thoughtfully. “I just have one question for you.”

Benny blinked and nodded, letting River continue.

“Are you sure you’re a hundred percent straight? Because you would be a hit there, and not just with the ladies.”

Everyone went quiet for a second before bursting into laughter. Frankie laughed quieter than the others and shook his head. He looked at River lovingly, taking in the features of their side profile and lips.

“Is this why you asked if I listened to butt rock?” Benny asked, incredulous. “I still don’t know what that means!!”

They were quiet on the drive to River’s apartment. River looked over at Frankie, worry etched onto their features. “Are you okay? You’ve been quiet.”

Frankie glanced at River before looking back at the road. “Yeah, I’m fine,” he said softly. “I’m honestly more worried about you.”

River blinked. “How come? I’m fine. I had a really good time.”

“The guy?” Frankie asked, not wanting them to bury what happened. “He called you–”

“I know what he called me, Frankie.”

Frankie frowned and bit his lip. He didn’t want to step on River’s toes with this, but he was so ready to beat the shit out of the guy back there before they stopped him. “I’m sorry, I just… I know you can handle yourself, but,” he floundered for the right words, sighing in frustration when he couldn’t find them. “I just… I’m here, okay? You don’t have to like, deal with disrespect like that while I’m with you. Especially if it’s to like, impress my friends or something.”

River went quiet and smiled sadly, looking down at their painted nails. “I know,” they hummed softly. “Thank you. Same goes for you. I may not know all the details right now, and I know you’ll tell me when you’re ready, but I’m not blind, babe. I know you’ve got demons, too.”

Frankie reached for River’s hand and laced their fingers together as he pulled up to their apartment complex. He lifted their hand to his mouth and kissed their knuckles reverently.

“Go ahead and park.”

He raised a brow and did as he was told, turning his truck off. He looked across the darkened cab at River, a curtain of hair obscuring their features before they turned their head. “What’s up?” he asked softly.

“You wanna come up?” They gestured towards their apartment with their thumb, a shy smile on their face.

Frankie’s heart skipped a beat and he nodded, undoing his seatbelt. He followed them up the steps and waited patiently while River unlocked the door. “It’s not much, but it’s home,” they sighed. River’s voice was immediately followed by a loud scratchy meow. “Aww, hi, baby,” they grinned, crouching down to pick up what was probably the fluffiest gray cat Frankie had ever seen. “You’re not allergic are you?” They asked, a look of worry crossing their features, realizing they forgot to mention that they had a cat.

Frankie snorted and shook his head, holding his finger out for the cat to assess him. 

River sighed in relief and kicked the door shut behind him. “Good,” they smiled. “This is Jonsey.”

“Alien?” Frankie grinned.

“Yes! Ugh, thank you!”

He laughed as Jonsey leapt out of River’s arms and went, presumably, towards his food. “How come you always look so spotless? Doesn’t he shed a lot?”

“Ohhh yeah,” River laughed. “I have travel-size lint rollers on me at all times.”

They both laughed before they got quiet, taking each other in. Frankie shoved his hands in his pockets and decided to look around. 

“Wine?” River asked, walking toward the kitchen.

“Sure. Thank you.”

He really wasn’t sure what he expected River’s apartment to look like, but if he had to guess, he thinks it’d look exactly like this. Dark wood furniture with gray accents. There were plants everywhere; spilling over window sills and winding up bookshelves, lush and full of life. 

“You can have a seat, y’know,” River chuckled, handing him a wine glass. They started walking around the living room and lighting a couple candles to further warm up the place.

Frankie obliged and had a seat on River’s couch, getting comfy. He left his arms open and River immediately took the invitation, cuddling close. They drank their wine in silence for a few minutes before Frankie spoke.

“I meant what I said, by the way,” he started, rubbing the thumb from his free hand against their arm. “I may not understand all the nuances of your gender and what comes with it, but I want to. I really like you, River, and… I wanna be there for you.”

Turning slightly, River made eye contact before setting their wine glass on the coffee table. Frankie did the same with his own. “I’m not sure what I did to deserve you coming into my life like this, but I really appreciate it,” they grinned. Their lips pressed against his tenderly. “You’re taking all of this incredibly well. Most cis guys get so threatened by… this,” they gestured to their body. “Usually why I date women,” they chuckled.

Frankie smiled, heart fluttering. “I’m not sure what it is either. I just felt a pull,” he shrugged. “And you’re right. I haven’t been totally honest about my past yet, but… I will. I promise. You deserve to know.”

Climbing into Frankie’s lap, River held his face to kiss him with more purpose. He melted into it, keeping his hands on their sides. Frankie closed his eyes,the scent of River’s cologne washing over him. Color bloomed across his eyelids, the earthy tones of sandalwood and the deep red of the wine on their lips.

Coming up for air, River breathed against his lips, “You don’t have Marisol this week do you? You don’t need to be home?” 

“No, I dropped her off at her mom’s earlier,” Frankie sighed, scratching lightly at River’s lower back, making them shiver.

“Do you want to take me to bed, Francisco?”

Frankie’s whole body shuddered and he felt time stop. Pools of green looked over his features like he’d hung the moon as River waited for his answer. Swallowing his nerves, a soft smile graced Frankie’s features. “Of course,” he whispered gently, because if he spoke any louder, he was sure the spell would be broken.

River’s face lit up, pink warming their cheeks. They leaned forward and attached their lips to his neck, nipping and sucking softly at the thick muscles there. “Bedroom is down the hall on the right,” they mumbled.

Frankie didn’t need to hear anything else as he stood. He held River by the ass as they laced their legs around his waist. He felt like he was in a trance as he made his way down the hall. He had convinced himself that he wouldn’t make it this far with them. Feeling around for the light switch in the dark, Frankie exhaled shakily as River sucked a mark into his shoulder. He gave up and walked slowly to their bed and set them down.

River leaned over and turned on the lamp next to the bed. A soft warm glow lit the room, illuminating each other well enough to continue. Frankie shuffled on his feet for a second, nerves suddenly hitting him.

“What’s wrong?” River asked softly, scooting toward the edge of the bed, and resting their hands on Frankie’s belt.

Frankie thought about it for a minute, biting his lip. “Is there anything I should know? Like,” he floundered for a second. “I don’t want to touch you in the wrong way or say the wrong thing.”

River swooned, and smiled up at him. “God, I know it’s the bare minimum but your concern and respect is so fucking hot,” they groaned, hiding their burning cheeks in his soft tummy. 

Frankie’s chest puffed up a bit and he grinned down at them, running his fingers through their long hair. He moved it away from their face and cupped their cheek, rubbing his thumb along the bone there.

River pulled themselves together for a second to speak and cleared their throat. “I’m very cool with you touching me anywhere. I would very much like you inside me,” they smirked. Frankie choked on his own spit, cock twitching in his jeans. They slowly unbuckled Frankie’s jeans and looked at the throbbing, red, and leaking tip of Frankie’s cock. “No underwear, huh?” They hummed, delighted at the sight, and started pumping it slowly, giving the head little kitten licks.

“F-Fuck,” Frankie moaned shakily, tipping his head back. He felt his entire body shiver as their tongue piercing dragged over the tip, the colors behind his eyelids returning. He tightened the fist in River’s hair and tugged slightly, making them moan around his cock. They started bobbing their head slowly, looking up at him. Frankie couldn’t look away from the mouth around him and he groaned, his cock twitching inside their mouth.

He pulled them off, a trail of saliva connecting River’s bottom lip to the head of his cock. “Babe, stop,” he chuckled breathily. “This is going to be done so fast if you keep that up.”

River’s eyes twinkled. “‘Babe’, huh?” They teased, tugging his pants down so he could step out of them. “And what, can’t last longer than five minutes?”

Growling, Frankie pushed them down onto their back on the bed. He hovered over them, one knee on the bed next to them. “Not around you,” he smirked, thick fingers methodically unbuttoning River’s shirt and yanking it off their shoulders.

His breath caught at the sight of their tattoos, but he slowed down when their top surgery scars came into view. He tentatively ran his fingertips along the scars, everything really hitting him all at once.

River watched his face, their stomach fluttering with nerves, but also excitement. They’d gotten to this point with others before and it was enough to turn people away. They didn’t think that would happen with Frankie, but they could never be too sure. Their cheeks warmed the longer he looked at them.

“Please say something,” River whispered anxiously.

“Where do I start?” Frankie breathed, smiling softly. “This looks like it really hurt,” he hummed sadly. “But it’s so beautiful.” His voice shook with reverence. He looked up at them, face full of emotion. “Lie back for me?”

River’s entire body was buzzing as they put a pillow underneath their head to look down at him. The fabric of their dress pants glided across their skin as Frankie removed the rest of their clothes. He hummed happily at the damp spot on the front of their underwear, kissing from one knee to the top of their thigh. River exhaled shakily, and bit their lip, taking in the sight of the mass of curls between their legs. Unable to resist, they reached forward and carded their fingers through his hair.

Frankie looked up at them, his big brown eyes shining as he kissed their clit through the fabric. River’s breath hitched and they giggled softly, lifting one leg to poke his shoulder with their toes. He winked and moved the last piece of clothing down their legs. He didn’t waste any time and latched his mouth onto their clit and sucked hard.

River moaned out loud, their back arching off the bed. “F-Frankie,” they whined, tugging on his curls.

Frankie was in his own world, creating a rhythm with his tongue, and the sounds coming from River’s mouth clogging his senses. He felt drunk, prodding two fingers at their entrance.

“Y-yes, please,” they breathed weakly, giving him permission.

Frankie ached to bring them pleasure as his fingers sunk in, quickly finding a pace to pump inside. He found a rhythm between his tongue and his fingers, and apparently it was doing something, if the sounds River was making were anything to go by.

River’s thighs trembled around his head, their entire body covered in goosebumps. Frankie looked up at them and lifted his mouth off of their clit, but his fingers never let up. River groaned out an exhale as they made eye contact and bit their lip. Something passed between them without words because when Frankie’s thumb touched their clit at the right pressure and rhythm, River’s eyes rolled back. They let out a loud moan into the room as they stilled, coming hard and wet around Frankie’s fingers.

Frankie grinned, watching River writhe around on the bed for a moment before coming down. “Very good,” he hummed, removing his fingers slowly and wrapping his lips around them. He groaned at the taste of them. He held onto their thighs before burying his tongue inside them once again. His aquiline nose rubbed perfectly against their clit while he lapped up more of them, hardly giving them a moment to breathe.

“Frankie, f-fuck, wait,” River gasped, their head spinning with want. Their clit throbbed in overstimulation, still so sensitive from their high.

Frankie grunted into their pussy and looked up at them like they’d just interrupted his favorite meal. And, really, they had. River’s breath hitched at the look in Frankie’s eyes. His normally soft eyes had turned hard, feral, and they dripped at how turned on it made them. He shook his head against them, moving from side to side, his curls bouncing at the movement.

“God, fuck,” River moaned pathetically, their heart rate going at a pace they hadn’t felt before.

“Gimme one more, baby,” Frankie mumbled against them. “Just one more, sweet thing. Gotta taste it this time.”

River’s eyes rolled back and they whined, nearly yanking on Frankie’s hair. His voice sounded as wrecked as they felt, all throaty and deep. Their walls clenched tightly around his tongue in little pulses the closer they got to their release. Frankie watched closely, his vision blurring slightly at the edges with the amount of focus he had on River’s form. He paid rapt attention to which movements of his tongue made them squirm. Their chest stuttered with every breath they took, the muscles and tendons in their neck moving underneath the skin tightly. 

When River came, it was more intense than the first time and came in waves, making them nearly shout in pleasure. Frankie tried holding their hips down with those big hands of his but ended up following their movements so as not to miss a single drop. His eyes were on them the whole time, taking in the sight of them at their highest peak.

River trembled in the aftershocks as Frankie’s mouth finally let go. He kissed along the bottom of their tummy and left little nips and marks, sucking and staking his claim over them. River grinned lazily at the sight, their heart soaring. “Mmm, you’re good at that,” River chuckled, feeling all warm and satisfied.

Frankie grinned as he crawled onto the bed to hover over them. “Thank you,” he smirked, a smidge of arrogance coloring his features.

River laughed softly and rolled their eyes. They gripped the bottom of his t-shirt and lifted it over his head. “How are you still wearing your shirt, but no pants or underwear?” They snorted.

Frankie’s eyes darkened as he took in their flushed cheeks and moved their long hair behind their ears. “I was a little distracted,” he whispered, kissing them sensually. 

River sighed happily, getting lost in the taste of themselves on his tongue. They ran their hands down his torso to grip onto Frankie’s ass and squeezed. They wrapped their legs around his waist and quickly flipped them over before Frankie had time to react. Now straddling him, they ground their hips against Frankie’s cock situated perfectly between their lips. “My turn,” River hummed, latching onto Frankie’s nipple.

Frankie gasped at all the sensations as his hips bucked up against them. “W-wait, do you have a condom? I’m clean, I just wanna make sure,” he smiled, rubbing their arms protectively.

“I do,” they nodded, nipping around the other nipple as they looked up at him. “We can use one if you want, but I am on PrEP, too. Also, uh,” they lifted their mouth off of him, sitting comfortably. “I can’t get pregnant. That’s the other major surgery I had.”

“Oh.”

They got quiet as they watched each other breathe heavily for a bit. “Is… Is that okay?” River asked hesitantly.

Frankie’s face went through every emotion imaginable within seconds before landing on nearly feral. “You… really shouldn’t have told me that,” he grinned wickedly, grabbing onto their hips and digging his fingernails in hard. River stopped him before he could turn them over and started grinding against the underside of his cock again, getting it impossibly wet.

“Oh, nu-uh,” River smirked. “You’re not in charge right now.”

Frankie’s cock twitched at the authority in their voice and he nodded obediently.

“Good boy,” they hummed, their fingers curling around his shaft before slowly sinking down on him. River whimpered slightly at the stretch and swirled their hips in little circles on the way down before they were sat on his lap comfortably. They groaned in satisfaction, slowly getting used to his girth and the weight of him.

Breathing heavily, Frankie shut his eyes and dug his head into the pillow underneath him. He focused on the sounds around him so he wouldn’t come right away; the slightly opened window brought in a nice breeze that cooled his flushed skin. River was breathing heavily, but quietly, watching patiently as he evened out his breathing. Blunt nails scratched lightly at Frankie’s torso, goosebumps following in their wake.

It had been a while since he’d been inside someone and it’s clear that it’s been a while for River as well considering just how god damn tight the fit was.

“You okay?” River grinned, rolling their hips slightly, already used to the feeling. They clenched around him teasingly in little pulses.

Frankie’s breath hitched and he groaned, desperately gripping their hips. He was certain there would be marks leftover tomorrow. “Fuck, gimme a second,” he panted, eyes squeezed shut. River watched his Adam’s Apple bob a few times as he got his breathing back to normal, their heart pounding in their chest.

When Frankie raised his head again to look down at where the two of them met, he exhaled shakily. “Jesus,” he moaned, his eyes traveling up their torso until he landed on their face. His heart skipped a beat seeing the look on their face. 

He hadn’t seen River so… vulnerable before. They always looked put together, not a hair out of place or any bit of makeup smeared. They looked beautiful; their hair a mess, and their makeup smudged. They looked calm, at peace. Satisfied. His hands slowly traveled up their side before his thumbs rubbed at the edges of their surgery scars.

“Ready?” River smiled softly, cupping his face with one hand and bracing themself on his chest with the other.

Frankie nodded and lifted his hips slightly, his words spoken without a sound; fuck me.

And they did.

Bouncing on him at a leisurely pace to start, River watched Frankie’s eyes glaze over with the pleasure he was feeling, his face slack and his swollen lips parted. Before either of them knew it, they were rocking together at a steady pace, their collective moans and groans and sighs of pleasure filling the room.

They were completely lost in one another, River’s head thrown back to expose their throat as they moaned loudly. Their brows dipped down in pleasure as they bit their lip. “God, you feel so fucking good,” they whined, slowly starting to lose their rhythm as they got closer to their peak.

Frankie moaned and sat up, latching his mouth onto their neck, hugging them close to his chest. He dug his feet into the mattress and started fucking up into them. River groaned, hiding their face in his neck. They whined and whimpered against his damp skin, trembling on top of him.

The light slap, slap, slap of their skin against each other was the only sound in the room for a moment before Frankie panted against their forehead, kissing there softly. “More?” he smiled, eyes shut in bliss.

River nodded and whined weakly. “S-so fucking close.”

Frankie grunted as he flipped them over, well and truly fucking into them now. He didn’t let up, moaning when  River’s nails clawed into Frankie’s back. He hissed at the sting and shivered all over, his hips slowly losing their rhythm. “Touch yourself, sweet thing,” Frankie breathed, watching their blissed out expression change to a look of focus. River reached between them and started rubbing at their clit at the same pace as Frankie’s hips.

River whined weakly, half-lidded and glossy eyes looking up at him. They were unable to form the words themself, their chest stuttering and breath hitching with every one of his thrusts.

“Yeah?” he breathed happily.

“Yeah.”

Frankie crashed their lips together as River moaned, his hips keeping the pace he knew they needed. River’s whole body stilled for a second before bucking into a slight staccato as their release wracked through them. They whispered into his mouth, their walls clenching around his cock tightly, trying to provoke his own release as well.

“C’mon,” they panted against his lips encouragingly. It didn’t take much after that, Frankie’s hips slamming into River’s as his cock twitched inside them violently, thick spurts and ropes coating their walls. His hips rolled in slow waves until the last drop left his cock. A low grunt left his lips as he looked down at their combined releases coating his shaft. River moved their hips back a little, more of it dripping out in the process. It made Frankie shiver all over, a wicked little grin on his face.

Quiet settled over the two of them as they caught their breath. River watched Frankie’s face go from tense to the most relaxed they’d ever seen him. They smiled up at him and cupped his face, kissing his nose sweetly. He opened his eyes at that, looking into their eyes and his cheeks warmed at the attention.

“Hey,” he smiled, voice rough.

“Hey, yourself.”

Frankie snorted and leaned down to kiss them deeply. He slowly parted their legs, moving out from between them carefully. River sighed into his mouth at the loss, the cum trickling out as his cock dragged against them. They felt empty, clenching around nothing, but reveling in the filthy feeling they had.

When they came up for air, River played with Frankie’s curls, all of them sticking up in every direction. They grinned and tapped him on the shoulder. “Be right back,” they hummed, crawling out from under him to go into their bathroom down the hall. Frankie watched their ass as they left and plopped down onto his back, one arm resting on his forehead. He shut his eyes and just focused on his breathing for a moment before he heard the toilet flush and the sounds of bare feet coming back into the bedroom.

He looked up and saw River crawling back onto the bed with a warm washcloth. They slowly started cleaning Frankie up, almost reverently. Frankie watched them quietly, his heart skipping a beat. He usually did this part, but was more than happy to be on the receiving end of it. As River finished, they tossed the washcloth into the hamper in their closet.

“You need anything? Water?” River smiled down at him. Frankie nodded and pulled them down for a quick kiss.

“Yeah. Thank you.”

River jumped out of the bed and made their way into the kitchen. Frankie got comfortable as he listened to them move around in there. He heard a small chirp at the door and a fluffy gray tail came in through the doorway. He smirked as Jonsey jumped up onto the end of the bed and got comfortable. Jonsey sniffed at Frankie’s toes before rubbing his head against them and curled up into a ball. He fell asleep pretty soon after that.

“Sorry, had to clean a glass,” River chuckled softly as they walked back into the bedroom, still blessedly naked. Frankie appreciated the view, and happily took the glass of water. He took a couple of big gulps and set it on the nightstand next to him.

River dug around in the drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a hair tie. Frankie watched silently as they slowly pulled their long hair into loose braid. Their tattooed skin was slightly shiny from the perspiration of their coupling, making his stomach flutter. He smiled at their flushed cheeks as they tossed the long braid over their shoulder when they finished.

River crawled into the bed carefully, making sure not to wake up Jonsey. “Least he was polite enough to wait until we were done,” Frankie snorted, pulling River into his side. River giggled and kissed Frankie’s chest softly.

“True,” they said around a yawn. “I’m exhausted. You wore me out, old man.”

Frankie sighed in exasperation and laughed softly, kissing River’s hairline. “All that and you still call me old,” he grumbled.

“It’s an affectionate term.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he smirked. “Get some sleep.”

River nodded and got into the covers. They lightly pulled on his arm, kissing his shoulder. “You too, mister.”

Frankie obliged, pulling River close to his chest. Thick fingers passed lightly over River’s skin as their breathing evened out. Frankie stayed up for a bit and just let the moment settle into his heart. He looked down at the top of their head and placed a soft kiss to the crown before shutting his eyes himself.

The last thing he heard that night was the sound of River’s soft snoring. Frankie exhaled, heart feeling at peace for the first time in a long time.

[kdramaxoxo]

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Dragons in Twisted Wonderland

Pt.1 Here

When Y/n opened their eyes they found themselves in darkness. Slowly reaching her hands felt something, it was soft. Yet when they tried to push it was study, but it jiggled, meaning this was a door of sorts.

Y/n at first tried to firmly push on the door but after a while, they began to kick. With a bunch of powerful kicks, the door finally slammed open. Causing them to fall out of the floating Coffin, with their bow and arrows behind them. When they slowly stood, they saw they were in a room with hooded figures. All staring and whispering to each other.

"Honestly, what is the hurry. Coming out of the gate on your own is unheard of," said a man in a crow mask.

"W-who Are You!" Y/n gasped as they grabbed their bow.

"Please calm yourself. Believe me, I'm not a suspicious character," The masked man said.

"Sorry, but I find that hard to believe," Y/n said with a glare. "Where the Heck am I. What in Odin's beard is happening?!"

"You were chosen," The man said simply. "It seems you're not entirely lucid yet."

The man would go on to explain that Y/n was chosen to attend Night Raven Colledge, a magic school. How the mirror of darkness told the black carriage to bring them here, for their magical prowess.

"That makes no sense. I don't have magic," Y/n said as they slowly reached for their arrows. "Send me back, Send Me Back Home!"

"Wh-Wait just a moment! Someone refusing to enroll is unheard of!" The masked man gasped.

Suddenly there was a crash of glass as a black cat with a pitchfork tail, and flaming blue ears appeared. He began to speak and claim he was the best wizard, Grimm. When everyone laughed at his words, Grimm decided to show off his magic, blue fire. And proceeded to spread fire in the mirror chamber.

One of the hooded figures stood up and headed towards the fire. Grimm noticed and blasted a wave of fire at the boy, but Y/n quickly pushed him out of the way. As the fire got closer another sound of broken glass was heard, as a large figure shielded them from the fire.

Y/n looked up with a smile as Sky Crest blocked the flames with her great wings. Sky Crest moved her wings and rose to a proud poster and roared loudly. Everyone stood in awe, shock, and fear as the roar vibrated through the air, and shook their organs.

Grimm was absolutely petrified at the large dragon standing in front of him. And he quickly ran out of the chamber in fear. Y/n was beyond happy to see their dragon friend again as the two friends hugged tightly.

"This is unspeakable! You have turned this ceremony into a circus!" Riddle shouted in anger.

"Sorry, but I don't think it's my fault. And I'm not the idiot who was about to walk into the fire," Y/n commented.

"How Dare You! I Shall Have Your Head!" Riddle shouted.

Sky Crest Roared at Riddle as she raised her back and slowly approached. The power of the dragon's roar knocked Riddle onto his bum. Sky crest opened her jaw as she readied her fire blast, all the while stepping closer to the trembling Riddle. Everyone watched in horror as the dragon was about to deliver a devastating blow. When Y/n quickly got between the Sky and Riddle and began to give their dragon friend a good chin scratch. Everyone backed away from the large dragon as the dragon calmed down and leaned into Y/n's scratches.

"You really scared her. Don't say things like that to people," Y/n scolded the red-haired boy.

"I-I scared her?! She was going to kill me-" "And you threatened to decapitate me!" Y/n cut him off.

"I wasn't going to- Not Literally!" Riddle shouted, his face turning red.

"Then maybe you should think before shouting random phrases," Y/n glared back.

"That's just the name of My Spell," Riddle growled.

"Well that's a very stupid name for a spell," Y/n snapped back, causing Riddle to growl back at them.

"How dare you insult a dorm leader. I'll Have you know That I am the Law, and I do not tolerate rule breakers!" Riddle growled

"Oh, you're the rules, huh. Sounds like you're compensating for something. Maybe the fact you need heels just to be my height," Y/n smirked, seeing as this really annoyed Riddle.

Before Riddle could even shout something, Sky crest lightly smacked him off his feet with her tail.

The mirror soon spoke up and said that Y/n had no magic. Everyone was shocked, how could a magicless human tame such a dangerous being like a dragon? Crowley eventually escorted Y/n and the dragon out.

And sadly with no way to send them home and the dragon home, Crowley simply swept them to Ramshackle. And Crowley could only wonder what happened to the gate they came out of, for when he went back to inspect it. It mysteriously disappeared.

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(Meanwhile back at Ramshackle, the next day)

As Y/n gathered as many cushions and blankets to keep Sky Crest warm. Since there are no boulders around, and this whole house is made of wood. And as much as Y/n is thankful for Crowley not just tossing them to the streets.

Crowley was fast to make them a janitor to earn their keep. Not a problem Y/n would think to themselves, the cleaned-after dragons, and around the blacksmith shop plenty of times.

"Yes, and feel free to use all these cleaning supplies to help," Crowley said as he offered a bunch of cleaning chemicals.

But Y/n stared at the strange concoctions in strange clear bottles. Crowley quickly remembered that Y/n literally came from 1010 AD, none of these things existed yet. So he tried to dumb it down a bit.

"See these colorful liquids? Don't put this in your mouth. Or any colorful and strange-smelling liquids. These bottles with bubble pictures on them. This is to clean with, don't drink it," He said as if he was talking to a 5-year-old.

"And keep your dragon in Ramshackle," Crowley said.

"What!? Why?" Y/n asked as Sky crest growled.

"This is a place of learning, and having a dragon would be a distraction. And we have... Some rowdy...Students and I don't want them to end up as dragon food," Crowley said slowly.

"So are you giving me persimmon to beat up said rowdy students in self-defense?" Y/n asked.

"No," Crowley said simply. "Just ignore them."

Sky Crest glared as the crow man left the door. Y/n sighed as they gathered all the weird cleaning liquids and headed out the door. However Sky crest wasn't going to sit this out, so using her invisibility trick she sneakily followed Y/n to the main entrance.

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Sky Crest stealthily snuck around the school as she silently followed Y/n to the school entrance. As She hides behind the status of the stone people she watched as Two students approached Y/N. Curiosity took over as she stealthily sneaked up behind the boys. Them being none the wiser as Sky Crest looked over their shoulder like she was supposed to be there.

Y/n's eyes widened at the sight but stayed quiet as the two boys fail to notice a large dragon behind them. As Ace began to tease Y/n about the entrance Ceremony, a familiar grey cat appeared. Demanding Y/n leave so he could enroll, but Ace simply turned his teasings to the cat.

"I'll prove I deserve to be in this school, I can take this human no problem," Grim said as he pounced toward Y/n.

Y/n swiftly pulled their bow and gave a good whack on the head.

"Oww!" Grimm groaned. "Why did you do that?!"

"Cause this was a fight and I'm gonna just give you a victory," Y/n said simply.

"And only the chosen can go to this school. And you just didn't make the cut," Ace laughed.

"Hey, you should say stuff like that to people," Deuce said. "Man you've been nothing but a jerk the moment we got here."

"Yeah yeah. I don't need your lectures, I have classes to get to," Ace said as he turned to leave.

When he bumped into something sturdy and scally. When he finally looked up, he saw a very annoyed light fury glaring down at him.