#let's see if work crushes me tomorrow or if I'll have time to continue working on this

[thesociallyanxioussociopath]

Maybe this is something. Or maybe I am delulu and will stop working on this in two days. Who knows ! But I like this frame.

[writeforthepeople]

Summary: You've been working as a producer on Smosh Games for a while now, but working late nights on the upcoming D&D project with Damien gave you both a chance to realize your feelings.

Warning: Very fluffy

Word Count: 2.4k

You walked into work late today, you had been adjusting your hours so that you could stay late and work with Damien on the new D&D series for the SmoshCast channel. He had bookings in the mornings for voice over and it was really the only time that worked. On your way to your desk, you passed Spencer who was wrapped up in a conversation with Marcus but smiled and waved at you as you passed.

You took a seat and spent a few minutes checking your email and replying to a few messages. You felt a tap on your shoulder and turned to see Spencer. "Hey Spence!" You said, spinning your chair to face him. "Hey y/n, did you get my email about tonight?" he asked "No, I am still making my way to the top" you responded with a small chuckle.

"No problem, just letting you know I had something come up and can't make the planning session tonight, but I think you and Damien have it at this point. You are the producer, so I will let you produce and will go over the notes tomorrow". You nodded up at him but your heart sank a little. It meant that you and Damien would be alone..and that made your heart race, despite trying to push that aside for weeks now.

"Ok, yeah I think we have it handled! I appreciate your faith in me" you did appreciate it, this was your first time being lead producer on a smosh show and wanted it to be perfect. "You two have more D&D knowledge than anyone else here. I think I distract from the planning at this point. I will leave you to it though!" he smiled and walked off, leaving you to get back to work. It took you a while to catch up on your inbox and schedule a few meetings, but before you knew it 4pm had snuck up on you and most of the office was heading out for the day.

You said goodbye to a few people as you made your way to the kitchen to get some tea and a snack to bring to the conference room with you. You turned around when you heard someone enter "If it isn't my partner in crime" Damien spoke, grinning and walking your way. You felt the smile stretch across your face instantly. You weren't sure exactly when it happened, but your crush on Damien had really escalated. You always thought he was cute, but this was different, he was occupying so much of your mind and you couldn't seem to shake it.

"I was just grabbing us a snack for our planning session, do you want anything specific?" you asked, even though you knew he would want a water and one of the protein bars Garrett often made for the office. "I'll grab us a few things" he smiled at you "we can't forget a kickstart for our favorite director" he grabbed one from the fridge before you could speak up "Oh! You didn't see his email? He has entrusted us with the rest of the process so you're stuck with just me" you said scrunching your lips together and shrugging playfully. He put the kickstart back in the fridge, "there are worse ways to be stuck" he responded, his face in the fridge still. You were glad, otherwise he would have seen how red your cheeks grew at the comment.

"Ready to get started?" he asked turning around with a few snacks in hand. "Lead the way" you nodded and you both headed to a small conference room. You took a seat next to Damien and started to pull out your notes and you laptop, he did the same. As they went over some backstory ideas and potential plot twists, you couldn't help your heart from racing, the way he spoke was so enthusiastic and authentic that it entranced you. You were lost in explaining your thoughts on the big bad guy for their first trial that you didn't notice how close the two of you had gotten, his knee gently brushing yours as he bounced his leg. You wondered if this was a nervous habit or just a tic. These meetings continued over the next few days, and you found yourself checking the time, just waiting until he came back into the office. Until today when you got a text from Damien.

Damien: Hey Y/N, I forgot my laptop at home and am in a VO session. I know I am asking a lot but is there anyway we could meet at my place tonight for brainstorming? It would take forever for me to make it home to grab my stuff and back to the office? Damien: or we can always rescheduled. I am so sorry! Y/N: You live close to me right? I can just meet you at your place, I have to go that way to go home anyways Damien: Are you sure? That would make things so much easier. I can order us dinner? Y/N: Sounds great! Meet you there around 5? Damien: Perfect. Thanks Y/N

"Ok, no need to panic" you said out loud to yourself. "Why are we not panicking?" you heard Angela behind you. Your cheeks flushed red and you locked your phone. "What? nothing. No reason at all" you shook your head but knew that Angela was not going to let that go. She had become such a close friend, you knew she would read right through that reaction "ahhh, yes, very nonchalant, not suspicious at all." he laughed through the end "come on, dish, I have time to kill" she laid on the couch next to your desk and you looked around "Nothing" you tried to shrug. "I am just going to Damien's for our session tonight instead of here" you tried to play it off cool.

Angela knew you had a small crush on Damien and often teased you for it. "Uhhhh WHAT" she almost yelled. "It's not a big deal" you said, unsure if you were convincing her or yourself. "This is news you tell your best friend y/n" she sat back up on the couch and playfully threw her arms out. "Right, your crush inviting you over to their house to hang out...one on one...is just not news worthy" she said shaking her head at you.

The sigh you let out said it all. Looking around again you caved, needing to talk to someone about this. "That makes it sound like something it isn't. He forgot his laptop at home so it is just easier to meet there. This isn't a ploy at something" you explained "Y/N I am going to hold your hand while I say this" Angela started "The tension between you two the last few weeks has the office going crazy. It is SO obvious. There is no way that this isn't what that is." Just then you saw Amanda walking over "There you are! We are about to start test playing the game for today, you ready?" she said to Angela "Hey Y/N, I miss seeing you in the morning meetings!" she smiled. You have been missing them so you can meet late without working too many hours.

"I should be back on regular hours in a week or so" you admit, Angela pipping up "but for now she has late meetings with Daaaamien" in her sing songy voice. Amanda raised her eyebrows at you "so the rumors are true, the lovebirds are spending more time together?" you were beet red at this point "That is not what is happening, we are working on the new D&D show" they shook their heads walking off "Give in to love Y/N!" Amanda said on her way to the gaming stage.

If that didn't raise your nervous enough, the drive to Damien's would. Were they right? did Damien also have a crush on you or were people just making assumptions like they often do. They used to think that you and Spencer were an item when you weren't.

You weren't sure if you should knock or just text him when I arrived, you had never been to his house before. You decided just to knock, and he opened the door quickly. "Thank you SO much for this" he said, stepping aside to welcome you in "I feel terrible, I hope this wasn't too far out of the way". he spoke kindly as you stepped inside. "It's no trouble at all. It's nice to switch things up from the office anyways" you said, hoping he wouldn't feel so guilty. You looked around the apartment, noticing how well he decorated. "Your place is so nice" you smiled. "Thank you, I do my best" he smiled at you and there was a moment before he spoke again. "Oh I got us dinner, we can work at the dinning room" and he lead the way to the dinning room table. He had gotten ramen and you immediately noticed it was a place that you love. "Oh! I love this place" you said while taking a seat. "I noticed you had ordered it a few times at work. Hopefully I got the right order." your heart started racing again, a feeling you think you are just going to have to get used to. He remembered your favorite meal..and you weren't supposed to read into that for the rest of the night?

You two ate and talked mostly about the locations for the players, building some characters to exist in the various establishments. Damien had so many fun characters planned, it was a little sad knowing many of them likely won't even be seen. Especially with the chaotic cast that would be filling out the players. As things started to wrap up, Damien cleared the table and you followed him to the kitchen "Thanks again for dinner, that was really sweet" you said, setting your water glass in the sink. "Anytime, I'm just glad I got your order right" he said as he leaned against the kitchen island. "So were getting close to submit everything, yeah?" he asked and you nodded. You knew that in reality, you had enough to submit but you didn't want the sessions to end.

"Yeah, I guess we are" you couldn't help but sound a bit sad "I think we make a good team" he said with a smile "I will miss your little brainstorming sessions." he added. "I will too, you really help bring out my creativity" you respond honestly "this project is really fueling that need right now". He looked down for a moment "I think I'll just miss getting to hang out with you" his words made you catch a hitch in your breath. "We- we can hang out anytime" you said, quicker than you had meant to.

"Do you want to stay and...watch a show or something?" you could see he was nervous. "I haven't gotten caught up on ink master yet." he added, knowing that it was one of your favorites.

"I would love that" you smiled, and headed into the living room. You took a seat on the sofa, Damien sitting next to you. He turned on the show and you watched in silence for a while before you spoke up "I love this guys work, I would kill to have him do my next piece" you say, not taking your eyes off the TV. "I didn't know you had any tattoos" he said glancing over at you. "Oh.. yeah I have a few they are just more hidden" you admit, your cheeks blushing slightly. "I have one on my ribcage, it is a quote from my favorite song and a bee but it is on my hipbone. So not quite as many as you but maybe someday" he chuckled. "Well that is really cool, you'll have to show me sometime" he realized the implication of what he said. "Like pictures I mean" his cheeks flushed. "I don't mind showing you!" you said, surprising yourself with your courage.

You stood up and slightly moved down your joggers, revealing your hip tattoo. This felt so much more intimate than you thought it would. Most of the office has seen you in a bathing suit at parties, and even in a hot tub video that you were in for a crew games video. I had a small scar here from an accident and the artist was able to cover over it, so you can still feel the bump" you graze your finger over the area "but not see it so much. It really helped me feel better about my body" you admit, a story you've told before but not directly to Damien. You look down, not wanting to make eye contact after sharing that.

"I think your beautiful" he said, catching you off guard. You look up and he is looking right at you think time. "You do?" you asked, sounding surprised as you sat back down next to him. "I-well" he started "of course I do. I kind of thought that was obvious" he tilted his head slightly and turned his body to face you. "Do you really not know?" he asked, his voice a bit quieter but still making you feel like he was focused on you. "Know what? What do you mean?" You needed him to say it. It wouldn't be real until he did. "Know that I like you" he said, shaking his head. "I thought you knew that already, I know the rumors around the office have made their way to you and I have been going out of my way to spend more time with you"

He started to ramble and you couldn't keep from smiling "Damien" you cut him off "I like you too...I thought YOU knew that" he smiled back. His shoulders relaxed as the stress was alleviated "That is ...such a relief" he said leaning into you a bit. "So you're telling me we've both just been trying to find a subtle way to know if the other person feels the same?" you ask, wanting to almost laugh. Just then, Damien reaches out and lightly touches your face and before you could lean in to the touch, he kissed you. It was soft and sweet, testing the waters, but when you kissed back he leaned in, his fingers cupping your ear and wrapping into your hair. He pulled back slightly "We did, and wasted so much time" he smiled before you kissed him again.

[littlefireball]

ᴊᴏɴɢꜱᴀɴɢ|ᴏɴᴇ ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ (ᴍ)

ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ: ᴊᴏɴɢʜᴏ (ᴀʟᴄᴏʜᴏʟ)

ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ: ʏᴇᴏꜱᴀɴɢ (ᴠᴀɴɪʟʟᴀ) , ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘᴇᴀᴄʜ)

ʟᴏɴɢ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ|ʙxʙ|ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴊᴏɴɢꜱᴀɴɢ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ꜱᴇx|ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴘʀᴇɢ|ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ʜᴀꜱ ᴄʀᴜꜱʜ ᴏɴ ᴊᴏɴɢʜᴏ|ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ|ᴛʜʀᴇᴇꜱᴏᴍᴇ|ᴏʀᴀʟ ꜱᴇx (ʏᴇᴏ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇ)|ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ|ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢ| ᴏᴠᴇʀꜱᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ| ɴᴇᴄᴋ ᴋɪꜱꜱ

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 2.7ᴋ

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YS|We are horny

Jongsang|Let me fuck you both hard

"Time to sleep, kids~"

"But Y/N, I want to play a little bit longer~"

"Nope, it's already ten. If you don't go to bed, your papa is gonna kill me."

Seonghwa and Hongjoong, together with Woosan, flew to Paris to celebrate their wedding anniversary. Meanwhile, you have been entrusted by Seonghwa to take care of their twins, Rocky and Aurora.

As their good friend, you have been helping to take care of Rocky and Aurora since they were born, especially since Hongjoong lacks any talent when it comes to parenting.

"Okay." Rocky pouted and reluctantly climbed back into bed, while Aurora fell asleep early.

"Y/N, when do papa and daddy come back?"

"After one week? Do you miss them?"

"Yah, also uncle Woo and uncle San."

"They will come back soon." You gently stroked his head and reassured him.

"How about uncle Yunho and uncle Mingi?"

"They are honeymooning in Australia~ You've asked that many times already~" Rocky always asked about the whereabouts of the other uncles every night because he enjoyed spending time with them and was very clingy.

"Oh, then where are uncle Jongho and uncle Yeosang? You said they will come back tonight." Speaking of which, Jongho and Yeosang would return tonight.

"Yah, they should be back tonight. You will see them when you wake up tomorrow~"

"Really? Then I need to sleep quickly! I'll play soccer with them tomorrow!" You nodded indulgently, finally managing to put him to sleep.

"Hu~" Carefully closing the door, you turned around to prepare for a shower. You slowly and deliberately soaked your body in the hot water, feeling the fatigue accumulated within you gradually easing. The thought of Jongho and Yeosang returning happily from their trip sparked a tinge of envy within you.

You have a crush on Jongho for quite some time, but have never expressed your feelings. He already has Yeosang, an omega, and if you were to confess, it could possibly ruin your friendship and their relationship, which is not what you want. Your feelings for Jongho can only be kept in your heart, existing as a fantasy in your mind.

"Oh, yes! I need to take the suppressants! The effects are wearing off!" Lost in your thoughts, you suddenly remembered that you haven't taken the suppressants yet today. You quickly got out of the bathtub.

You have been taking suppressants to suppress your own pheromones and pretend to be a Beta. This allows you to find work more easily and makes it more comfortable to interact with ATEEZ - after all, it is extremely dangerous for an unmarked omega to live under the same roof as four alphas.

As you opened the door, a strange sound suddenly reached your ears. At first, the sound was weak and indistinct, but as you got closer to your room, it became clearer - it was the sound of skin colliding and the gasping of two men.

"Ah~ Jongho~" Suddenly, Yeosang's moaning sound rang in your ears, freezing you in place. You felt a rush of heat surging from the soles of your feet to your whole body, your heart beating faster, and your body trembling uncontrollably. The scent of Jongho, which was uniquely his, filled the air, stirring up the suppressed desires within you.

You clenched your fists, trying to stay calm, but the sound of them making out overwhelmed you. "When did they come back…" It seemed like they came back while you were soaking in the bathtub.

"Oh fuck, you feel so good!" Jongho's cries pushed you closer to the edge, the heat in your body jumping like sparks, ready to burst out any second. Your knees weakened, realizing that the effects of the suppressants were wearing off, and if you didn't take them soon, you would definitely be driven into heat.

"No! No! This can't happen!" You covered your ears with your hands, trying to block out the embarrassing moaning sounds. With a quick step, you tried to run back to your room to take your suppressants and put on earphones to sleep.

However, a childish voice suddenly stopped you. "Y/N?" Rocky, holding DDEONGbyeol and rubbing his eyes, walked up to you.

"What's wrong?" You suppressed your anxious heart and asked gently.

"Ummm… I hear some weird sound and I can't sleep."

"Oh fuck~your pussy is mine." Jongho's sudden moaning made you blush like an apple, and your cunt became wetter.

"Ah~I'm cumming~" You quickly covered Rocky's ears to prevent him from hearing further. If Seonghwa found out, you would be in big trouble.

"Um? Is that uncle Jongho? What is he doing? Did they come back? What is pussy?"

"Huh… Yes! They are playing video games! Yah… video games! LOL, you know." You nervously said, unable to articulate properly, and your flustered expression made Rocky even more puzzled.

"Just go to bed, Rocky."

"But can I play with them? I want to play video games too."

"NO! Ah, I mean they are busy, and it's late." You forgot that both of you were standing right outside Jongho's room, and your shout made everything clear, causing the gasping sounds to immediately stop.

"See? They are sleepy, so they're not playing games now. Let's sleep and play with them tomorrow! Sounds good?" Rocky reluctantly pouted and returned to his room.

Just as you let out a sigh of relief, you realized that your whole body was already burning, as if it was surrounded by an invisible flame, with tiny beads of sweat forming on your forehead.

"Oh no… I need to take the suppressants quickly…" Your legs gave way, and you sat on the floor, feeling the hot flush from your lower body, knowing that the suppressants were becoming invalid and the heat was about to take over.

Jongho's pheromones enveloped you like an invisible heatwave, the intense sensation making you dizzy, and the extreme discomfort in your body was suffocating. "Fuck…" Just then, the door behind you slowly opened, removing the barrier, and Jongho's scent became even stronger.

"Here is an omega… with a peachy scent… Sweet like you, Yeosang." Jongho's figure cast a shadow on you, blocking the moonlight from outside the window. His warm breath fell on your neck, and his slightly cool fingers caressed your back, followed by a soft and intense touch. Jongho planted a kiss on the back of your neck, greedily inhaling your enticing fragrance.

"No, please, Jongho."

"What? You don't want it?" He paid no attention to your words and placed his hands on your arms, causing waves of tingling sensations to wash over you.

"You've been hiding the fact that you're an omega from us for so long."

"I… I… didn't mean to."

"And no alpha marks you." He licked your earlobe, softly whispering in your ear. The mere sound of his voice sent shivers throughout your body, like electricity coursing through your veins.

"Yeosang, do you want a partner?" Partner? What does he mean? Your mind couldn't function properly, as the stimuli from behind prevented you from thinking.

"Yah, you've known all along that I wanted to try." Yeosang leaned against the doorframe, a look of anticipation on his face.

"Then let's teach her."

"On all fours, Y/N," Jongho commanded, and you obediently knelt on the bed. As he slid your lower clothes down, a coolness washed over you, but instead of cooling your body temperature, it only intensified the heat inside you.

"So pretty, aren't you?" Jongho remarked, his hand coming down on your backside, eliciting a shy moan from you. His wet and heated chest pressed against your back as he buried his face in the nape of your neck, inhaling your peachy scent and placing passionate kisses on your skin. His kisses trailed down to your rounded buttocks, soft caresses alternating with gentle presses.

"Open your mouth wide, Y/N. Take Yeosang's cock," Jongho instructed. Yeosang kneeled in front of you, and you lifted your head slightly, obeying Jongho's command. You took Yeosang's cock into your mouth, and the sensations overwhelmed you.

"Fuck, it feels so good! So warm!" Yeosang couldn't help but moan as your warm mouth brought him endless pleasure. The touch of your tongue sent shivers down his spine. Meanwhile, Jongho aimed his erect cock at your wet hole and thrust into you in one powerful motion.

"Hmmm!!!" His size was overwhelming, testing your limits. The sensation of being penetrated was both foreign and incredibly satisfying. Your body instinctively responded, producing more fluids, as you continued to suck on Jongho's cock, trying to fully accept and enjoy the feeling.

"You're sucking me in so well, you slut," Jongho uttered dirty words that further aroused you. Finally, your longtime fantasy was coming true. Your heart raced, the pounding sound loud in your ears. You had never experienced sex before, all of this was new and exciting, and your body craved more - you wanted them to fuck you hard, to penetrate you deeply.

"Fuck her with me, Yeosang," Jongho commanded. Yeosang followed Jongho's movements, thrusting forward at the same time. The rhythm of their moves made you squeal, combining discomfort and pleasure. It was a sensation you had never felt before.

"Oh fuck, your pussy is fucking good, so fucking tight!"

Jongho's thrusts were consistent and deep, filling the emptiness inside you. The friction was intense, making your entire body tremble. And each time he thrust, his balls would slap against your ass, adding an extra touch that pushed you further. The sound of skin slapping against skin and the rapid beating of your heart created a hot tension within you.

"Ha-Ha-oh my god!!"

On the other hand, your tongue continued to pleasure Yeosang's cock, the tip occasionally touching the back of your throat, while your soft lips stroked him, earning moans and groans from him. His moans combined with the lingering scent of both of you, fueling your desires even further.

You tried to suppress the churning in your stomach as you did your best to take in Yeosang's member. "Ah~fuck~" Jongho's pace quickened, the sound of the bed frame creaking and your moans became an erotic symphony.

Yeosang's movements were not as intense as Jongho's, but they were deliberate and unhurried. He grasped your hair, making you bounce back and forth, lifting your head and grunting while Jongho continued to ravish you. It was all too thrilling, teasing your sensitive nerves, pushing you to your limits, and making you even wetter.

"Hmm…"Your cries were muffled, replaced by meaningless syllables. Each vocalization caused vibrations that drove Yeosang closer to losing control. His thrusts became sloppy as his orgasm approached.

"I'm cumming!" he exclaimed. Jongho, not wanting to waste any of it, instructed, "Cum in her mouth." Yeosang couldn't hold back any longer and after a few more thrusts, he released himself into your mouth. The taste, slightly fishy, made you uneasy.

"Swallow it," you had no option but to comply. Bound by your omega status, you were compelled to obey the alpha's commands. With a heavy heart, you gulped down the liquid, the sensation of it trickling down your throat sending shivers down your spine. As you released your mouth, a wave of overwhelming emotions washed over you, leaving you gasping for breath.

"Ummm…please, I can't take it anymore," you pleaded, but Jongho challenged you.

"Are you sure? It's just foreplay. Can't you handle it? I know you want more." Jongho had no intention of stopping, fueled by the sight of his lover's orgasm.

"You know what? I can't get enough of you. So sweet, so intoxicated af. How dare you, an omega, hide this from us?"

"No…No…I didn't mean to… Please"

"Please what? You want more? Want me to fuck you harder? Say it." His voice was like a siren made you obey, awaken your sexual desire. The heat of your body didn't allow you to resist.

"Please fuck me…I…I want you" Yes, you desired it for so long.

"I want you deep inside me."

"That's my good girl." Jongho pecked your nape and had a smile on his lips.

"I'm gonna fuck you as if it's the last day of the Earth."

The mingling of your peach and Yeosang's vanilla fragrance in the air heightened his primal urges. He thrusted really hard. With each deep and powerful thrust, it felt as though he was completely consuming you.

"Ahhh!!Ahh!! Jjong!!!"

The intense friction was almost too much to bear, and the rhythmic sound of skin meeting skin became a symphony to your senses.

"Taste yourself, Yeosang," Jongho suddenly lifted you up and settled you in his lap, your legs bent and crossed. His hands crept up to your neck, preventing you from lowering your head, allowing him to penetrate even deeper. Jongho's mouth trailed up, seeking out your sensitive earlobe. His lips softly sucked on it, his breath calming your nerves. Pressed against you, his body revealed the strength of his muscles and powerful physique.

Yeosang cupped your face, his fingers caressing your cheeks. You parted your lips, welcoming his tongue into your mouth, relishing the sweetness of his kiss. Mimicking Jongho's teasing kisses, he nibbled and explored your mouth gently.

Beneath you, the movements were anything but gentle. The sounds of kissing mingled with your sweet scent and the warmth of your bodies drove Jongho to a frenzy. His thrusts grew more forceful, aiming to penetrate as deeply as possible.

There was no pause, only rapid movements that repeatedly reached the depths of your being. Your muffled screams turned into stifled sounds and choked sobs. Your lips trembled as the rhythm of your breath was disrupted by overwhelming desire.

"Let her go, I want to hear her," Yeosang reluctantly released your lips. A thin strand of saliva connected you both, trickling down to your chin. Yeosang licked his lips in satisfaction, relishing the sight of his lover ravishing you. The earlier excitement had left him drained of energy.

"Ah fuck!!!" Finally, your screams broke free, and you swore, oblivious to any other presence in the house. Jongho pushed you down onto the bed, his body pressing against yours as before. Your hands were held above your head, fingers intertwined with his, leaving deep crescent imprints on your palms. You buried your face in the sheets, attempting to stifle your cries.

Jongho buried his face in your neck, kissing and licking with unrestrained passion, teasing and eagerly inhaling your scent. His movements grew more intense, the speed reaching an indescribable level. "Oh, Jong-Jong!!!" you sobbed, the overwhelming sensation almost unbearable.

Suddenly, a sharp, intense pain shot through your skin, like a thousand needles. Jongho entered your most intimate space without warning, his size even larger than before.

He knot you.

You cried out in agony, tears streaming down your cheeks. "Please, no more!" you pleaded, feeling like you were at your breaking point.

"You can take it, hold on."

"Please…"

He thrust vigorously, each motion causing you to squirm, his actions becoming erratic. You could do nothing but cry, the pain from the lower core was hard to bear.

"Fuck! All the heat surged through his body as Jongho could feel himself approaching climax. He softly nibbled your nape, releasing his pheromones, and cumming, leaving a lasting mark.

Both of you caught your breath, slowly coming down from the intensity of your shared experience. The sheets bore witness to the emotions that had spilled over, with tears staining the fabric and your cheeks flushed in vulnerability.

"Let's clean up, shall we?" Jongho's touch was tender as he stroked your face, gently tucking your hair behind your ear. You nodded in agreement, feeling a deep connection to his kindness.

With a reassuring hand on your back, he guided you and Yeosang to the bathroom for a soothing shower. As the warm water cascaded over your bodies, washing away the remnants of passion, you felt a sense of peace enveloping you.

Before you knew it, exhaustion crept in, and you drifted off to sleep nestled between the two of them, finding solace in their presence.

"Papa!! Daddy!!" Rocky and Aurora rushed towards Seonghwa and Hongjoong, who had just returned from their trip, cutely whining, while the others followed behind.

"I miss you so much!!" Seonghwa kissed Aurora's face, looking doting.

"Have you been naughty and caused trouble for Aunt Y/N?"

"No way!"

"We play games with Uncle Jongho every day, and we also play soccer."

"But Uncle Yeosang and Y/N often wake up late and don't play with us," Aurora complained softly.

"They wake up late?"

"It seems like they stay up all night playing LOL and don't let us play," Rocky added, confusing everyone. It was only then that you walked out of the room.

"Yah… we… we play LOL every night…" because you didn't use suppressants anymore, all the alphas present smelled your pheromones mixed with Jongho's scent.

"You… you?! What… you…?"

"Yah, she and Yeosang are mine. She is an omega," Jongho calmly stated the truth, leaving everyone shocked.

"I didn't mean to…"

"Wait! You said you play LOL every night?! What does it mean? You guys better explain to me! What did you let my two babies hear?!!!" Seonghwa angrily shouted and cut you off. He didn't care whether you are omega or beta but only cared for his two children.

"And Papa, what is pussy? Uncle Jongho always says he likes it."

The three of you were frozen in place, with no room for quibbles.

"Y/N, Jongho, and of course you, Yeosang, don't dare to run away. Explain what you guys did to my children!!" Hongjoong said strictly. Oh shit.. looks like you're in big trouble.

[pyrodolls]

i loved you from the start (raiden x gn! reader)

warnings: none!

summary: just a pure sfw story of raiden having a crush on the reader. (gender neutral, only pronouns used are “you”)

a/n: yeah so. remember when i used to be a havik account? LMAOO sorry i think raiden is very laufey coded and he’s so wholesome in mk1 :> anyways this has been sitting in my drafts for 3 days i'm so glad i finally let it out of the basement

“hi y/n! it’s great to see you. lovely weather we have today, right?” raiden greeted, with his signature bright smile.

raiden was well beloved in your village, and everyone always appreciated his and kung lao’s efforts as farmers to help the village thrive. you were never very close to him, but you still respected him.

"thanks, raiden. yeah, the weather's been real nice lately. i'm glad i can finally walk outside without my skin boiling." you sighed.

raiden laughed. "indeed. i'm glad the weather's been going easy on you."

"i suppose so. what about you? i can imagine you aren't very comfortable working under the burning sun. has it been better for you these past few days?" you asked.

you both continued your little banter for a couple hours, just walking around the village with no particular destination. but little did you know, he had the biggest crush on you, and he was ecstatic that he could finally talk to you.

it was because he was usually very shy around you. he gets quiet when there's nobody else around, it was usually you two being together in awkward silence. but today was different. he woke up that morning wanting to talk to you. he immediately got himself freshened up and went around the village to find you with his newfound courage. he was glad his day with you went well and he didn't mess up or say anything weird.

"it's getting dark. the time went by so fast, but i didn't even notice because i was having such a fun time talking to you." you admitted.

"well, i suppose time goes by when you're having fun." raiden smiled.

you chuckled. "yeah.. i guess so."

you both stood in silence for a bit, neither of you wanting to go home.

"you should get home now. it's getting late." raiden advised. he didn't really want to see you go, but he also wanted you to stay safe.

"okay.. goodnight raiden. i'll see you tomorrow." you said, before placing a kiss on his cheek and walking away.

raiden stood there for a solid minute, frozen where he stood. did that really just happen? is he dreaming? he hoped he wasn't.

he walked home with a cheeky grin on his face, and even went to sleep with that same grin. that moment where you kissed him replayed in his head over and over until he finally fell asleep.

that next morning, unfortunately he couldn't immediately talk to you. he had to go back to work. but he was okay with that. he knew once he was done, he can go talk to you again and maybe even offer to take you out for a nice dinner. he was tired of just looking at you from afar, yearning for more than friendship. he was tired of not having the courage to make a move, fearing rejection. he was tired of being completely head over heels for you, and never doing anything about it. he was always feeling as if cupid himself shoots an arrow through his heart every time he speaks to you. he had to do something now.

"you seem happy today. is there something exciting about our harvest?" kung lao scoffed, noticing his best friend's excitement as they worked.

"the harvest? no, not really." raiden replied.

"oh? so if it's not the harvest... is it a special someone? ooh, does someone have a crush?" kung lao teased, playfully elbowing raiden.

"w-what? no.. i mean.. maybe.. how did you know?" raiden stammered.

"i saw you walking around the village with someone yesterday. is that who it is?" kung lao asked.

raiden blushed, hiding his face with his hat.

kung lao laughed. "oooh, i wanna meet this person! let me see if you two are a match made in heaven."

when they got done with their work, they both immediately went to find you. when they found you at madam bo's, kung lao was ecstatic.

"hello there! y/n, is it? raiden talks about you all the time." kung lao greeted. raiden elbowed him.

"oh really," you laughed. "i'm flattered, raiden."

raiden loved hearing you laugh. it was like a sign that you were pleased by something he said or did. there are many things he would do for your approval or just to make you laugh. even if it slightly makes him look like a fool.

"it's such a coincidence you both found me here. you know, raiden and i talked almost all day yesterday. it was very fun." you shared. after hearing what you said, kung lao had a mischevious grin on his face and raiden blushed.

"oh really? that sounds like lots of fun. wanna tell me more, raiden?" kung lao teased.

"i- uh... um.. i have to excuse myself to the restroom." raiden stammered, running off.

you looked over to kung lao, in confusion. "what was that all about?"

kung lao laughed. "i think raiden has a crush on you!"

"me? really?" you asked.

kung lao shrugged. "but you didn't hear it from me. i'll leave you two alone to figure it out."

you sat there, confused, as kung lao left.

"hey, y/n, sorry about that. i guess i ate something weird." raiden laughed. he was lying. he didn't even touch the toilet. he had paced around the restroom nervously until he gained the courage to come back. he sat down across from you, hoping you wouldn't question it.

you laughed. "your friend says you're interested in me."

raiden blushed. "me? uh.. i.. don't know what he is talking about."

you smiled at how flustered he became all the sudden. "no worries, raiden. i am interested in you too."

his eyes widened in surprise. "you are?"

you nodded. he let out a sigh of relief.

"in that case.. how about i buy you some food? we're already in madam bo's. might as well enjoy a nice dinner." raiden offered.

"i would love to." you replied. you both ended up enjoying the food, and became closer that night. surprisingly, raiden was thankful that his friend exposed him. if kung lao never revealed raiden's feelings to you, he wouldn't have such a wonderful significant other now. (kung lao is forcing you two to offer him free food at your future wedding just because he's the reason you two are together.)

[spiderfunkz]

✧.* cold hands

— summary : frozen yogurt dates with peter

— pairings : tasm!peter parker x gn!reader

— word count : 0,6k

— warnings : fluff, pet names, the normal cheesy first dates, peter and reader being awkward and cute, holding hands, messy plot, not proofread, lmk if i missed any !!

a/n : more fluffy peter blurbs because i may or may not have an angsty idea for him soon wink wink ;) this blurb is so random but i've been craving frozen yogurt so i thought this would be cute.

you grab onto your leather jacket as you see peter from across the street right next to the frozen yogurt store.

"hi." you smiled.

peter's eyes immediately lit up as he saw your smile, "hey." he smiled back.

"you look pretty nice." he says, fumbling his words — "wait- not pretty nice i mean you do i-" he pauses sighing as he couldn't find the right words, "you look pretty, and nice. really pretty and really nice."

the skies turn pink as your face does the same. "you look really pretty and nice too." you nodded.

"oh! these are for you bye the way." peter pulled a flower bouquet from his bag, a bit crumbled. "aw they're lovely." you commented as a petal fell, "they were nice."

"i'd say they held up pretty well, you got my favorite colors there too." you added.

"i'll get you new ones, that don't have missing petals on each flower." peter smiles, putting the flower back in his bag.

"well, let's get some frozen yogurt now." you say, gesturing towards the store.

peter bought you some frozen yogurt and you two talked for a while, walking towards a park as the sun begins to set.

you got to know eachother, his interests, your interests, favorite colors, food, music taste, and much much more.

you've always admired peter from afar in your class. he always stood out to you, his sarcastic humor, his well written character, the way his hair is always so perfect everyday.

he's always nice too, standing up for you that one time flash made a comment about your art studies.

but you've always just seen him as a small crush, too afraid to make any moves. until you found a note from peter in your locker, asking if you wanna hang out sometime.

you've worked with him in projects before, but you've never had an actual conversation and interaction with him.

you're nervous yes, but peter is just that type of person that you could easily talk to, like talking to an old friend you haven't seen in a while.

"you wanna try it? it's really good!" you offered, "no it's fine you go enjoy it." he nodded still smiling at you.

"it's really good, pete," — "really, try it!" you offered again as he accepts it.

"see?" you look at peter as he furrows his brows. "not a fan?" you pout.

"sour." peter states, "it's yogurt peter, say it with me, yo-gurt." you smiled.

"i mean if you like it i can learn to like it too." he shrugs his shoulder.

you smile at his sentence as you arrive at the park with peter.

you finish your frozen yogurt, sitting next to peter at the bench, getting the best view of the sunset.

you rub your hands on your jacket, warming up your hands from the cold treat you just had.

"you cold?" peter asked, "oh, no, just my hands." you reply as he looked down on your hands before gently holding it.

he looked every where else other than you, avoiding the awkwardness of eye contact.

"that is literally so cheesy." you smile, holding his hand back. "cheesy?" he laughs — "it's sweet, but cheesy." you stated.

you continued your afternoon walking around the busy streets of new york before peter walks you back home.

"tonight was really nice y/n." — "i had an amazing time with you, really." continued, "it was really nice spending time with you peter, i really enjoyed it." you wave.

"i'll see you tomorrow?" he says, referring to school. "mhm, bye pete." you wave goodbye as he skipped away.

[noveauskull]

Bodyguard Yuanwu? it can be a fic or hc whatever yout want bc I really like how you write him

Yuanwu As Your Bodyguard (SFW)

characters: yuanwu x reader

warnings: suggestive 18+ content but no smut, bratty reader

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You rolled your eyes at the paperwork in front of you, this had to be the 3rd batch this week.

Every single time you finish one batch another 2 batches appear, at this point you might as well identify as a machine if no one in this company is even going to give an effort to handing you less paperwork.

It's true that all you've been doing these past few days were just eating different cuisines and taking vacations anytime you wanted, but to you, you were just taking a mental break from all the shit you had to do.

Everytime you go to these vacations though, you had one person to accompany you by all times.

You'd be expecting him to hand you a cup of tea anytime you see him, and it would always put your grumpy mood down and your comfort mood up. His tea would probably be one of the few many reasons you keep him by your side.

Yuanwu had been your bodyguard for nearly 15 years now. Ever since you were 10, he had been around to take care of you when your parents were too busy dealing with other matters.

You would be lying if you didn't admit to having a crush on him though. Yuanwu was fit, kind, mature, anything a man should be. He was incredibly your type too, even when his blue hair began to turn white when you turned 18, you still liked him and kept him by your side.

"Miss? Are you alright?" You hear a deep, rough voice ask you. Making you turn your head to look up at the voice's owner.

"I can't do this, I need another vacation" You said with no hesitation, watching Yuanwu's face go from concern to disappointment.

"But miss, we just came back from Jeju Island..." Yuanwu sighed, the wrinkles in between his brows moving alongside his facial features.

"Don't care. I'm not doing this" You finalized. Pushing yourself up from your desk to leave the your own personal office right inside your home, however a tug on your wrist stops you.

"...Huh?"

You turned your head in confusion, the corner of your upper lip raising along your eyebrows furrowing, almost as if to look at the older man to say 'how dare you grab me', but you reminded yourself that he is your crush, and that you could behave yourself a bit around him to not trouble him.

However you were never really a 'behaves well' kind of girl, so you didn't know that for the entire time you've been troubling him from the start.

"I'm sorry miss but I can't allow you to leave the office" Yuanwu said, his eyes staring into yours with a serious look, taken aback, you still let your desires win, you were not going to do all that paperwork by yourself.

"Hands off, Yuanwu. I'll do the paperwork after one more vacation, i'm not mentally ready to pick up the shit this company shat on my desk right now" You tried twisting Yuanwu's hand off your wrist, but his grip on you remained firm.

"You say that but I know you won't pick up a pen the moment you come back, and I'm sure you're exhausted from always having to come back with unfinished papers on your desk, so why not finish a couple today and continue tomorrow?"

Nope. You were as stubborn as a turtle's shell. And Yuanwu knew that talking to you like the adult you are was futile, yet he still tried to do so anyways. But seeing as his only attempt didn't work out, he had no choice.

"Like I said I can't be bothered, a vacation will benefit you more than watching me do paperwork, y'know? I don't get why you're so insistent on-"

Before you knew it, Yuanwu was suddenly dragging you outside the office. You were confused but you assumed that him dragging you was so that you would go on another vacation, but you were wrong.

He suddenly opened the door to your bedroom, pulling you inside the room before locking the door and pushing your body down to the bed, your eyes widened in shock when you felt your body hit the mattress.

"Yuanwu?" You called out the the older man as you watched him remove his tie, confused.

"Don't worry, miss. By the time we're finished you'll have plenty of energy and motivation to do your paperwork"

For some reason, ever since that day, you've decided to listen to Yuanwu's suggestions and put aside your wants, and you haven't been to any vacations ever since.

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A/N: BODYGUARD YUANWU WILL PUT ME ON A CHOKEHOLD

I JUST HAD TO SLIP IN A BRATTY READER CAUSE I CANT BE CONTROLLED ‼️‼️‼️ ty for the request anon 😋✨️✨️

if this gets enough recognition i might write smut ab this~

[themultifandomgal]

Jay Halstead- Work Husband Pt2

Jay and I end the day at Mollys having a drink with Burgess, Atwater and Erin

"Atwater is the cheapest" Kim says laughing

"Oh really?" I place a beer in front of Jay and Erin then sit down

"I mean, the cheapest guy you will ever meet. We drove... wait for it, we drove around for a half hour yesterday looking for an ATM that wouldn't charge him a withdrawal fee"

"There's a two-drink minimum. So start knocking 'em back. All right, men" Atwater tells us as he's set up this business proposal

"Okay, then I want mine in that cup" Erin points to Atwater

"Next time"

"So you used to be a flight attendant" I wiggle my brows at Burgess "ever attend the mile high club?" I chuckle

"No and it was just while I was waiting to get into the police academy. How about you guys? well I know about you YN"

"I was in the military"

"Huh. You" Burgess nods towards Erin

"Just kicked around nothing glamorous"

"Hey YN" I turn around to see Kelly and Leslie walking towards me "we're heading off, you want a lift?" Severide asks

"Errm yeah, I've had one to many to drive" I start to get up from my seat when a hand is placed on my shoulder

"No stay for a bit. I'll drop her off"

"You sure?" I ask Jay

"Yeah, it's fine"

"Ok. I guess see you at home" Shay smiles and I wave off my two roommates then look back to the others

"It's getting late. Think I'm gonna head out" Burgess gets up from her seat, grabbing her jacket

"I'll get us all another drink" Erin says getting up. I watch Jay's eyes linger on her as she walks to the bar

"Has Jay got a little crush?" I nudge Jay chuckling

"What?" he looks back at me with shock "what no. And anyway when I joined this team I was told to keep it in my pants" this makes me laugh

"Voight just wants us all focused and anyway you didn't answer my question" I give Jay a smirk

"Erins a good looking girl yeah, but no I haven't as you say got a crush"

"Hmmm" I hum as Erin comes back placing another beer in front of each of us and then takes burgess's seat while I continue to sit next to Jay

"Jay, has YN let you drive the car yet?"

"No" he huffs crossing his arms

"Told me today he felt like a house husband" this makes Erin chuckle

"Don't worry Jay, it took me 3 years to get YN to let me drive when we were partners"

"3 years!" Jay practically yells

"I just like being in control of the car" I shrug.

Jay drops be off at the end of the evening

"Thanks for driving me back"

"No problem"

"You didn't need to come to the door with me"

I laugh as Jay leans against the wall

"It's late anything could happen"

"Even though the car is literally there" I point to Jays car which is barley 10ft away

"Can never be to carful" Jay shrugs

"Well thank you" I give him a smile when the door opens revealing Kelly

"Thanks Halstead" Jay just nods his head

"See you tomorrow" I tell Jay then head into the house. Kelly shuts the door behind us

"So you and Jay"

"What about us?" I ask frowning

"Well you've been out with him all night"

"Nothings going on. We work together that's all"

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕄𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @bl4cktourmaline request: yahoo~ bee! it's me again:33 I saw the requests are open? If it is and I'm not tripping then may I request for Lyney with an oblivious reader who is a big fan of his and they are like... mutual pining for each other but they aren't even aware of it that it's become annoyingly sweet lol

Words can't describe how I love this man

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Hey hey! You're not tripping don't worry I see our mental state is similar lol But omg help I love it!! Down for Lyney too won't lie-

But omg, I kinda wanna write part 2 of this!! If I'll still feel like doing this after my requests are all done and I don't forget, I'll def be continuing this!

Anyway tho... I hope you enjoy! I personally kinda like it so I really hope you do too ^^

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ platonic/fluff

At this point Lynette and Freminet were watching you two. Even if they were 2km afar, they could still see you two and could only sigh about the view.

Lyney gave you another rainbow rose. It was like... 24 day strike by now! He gave you one every day, and every single time in a different time. First time it magically appeared in his hand, yesterday he pulled it out from ear your ear and today he "found it" in your tea!! How's even that possible?!

"For you, mon cherie~"

"Awh, thank you! I actually got something for you as well!"

"Oh really? Now what could it be... maybe you got me a reward for my latest magic show?"

"Well... yeah you could think so! Though I actually mean it as a gift for being such an amazing person for me!"

He could only chuckle as he took small box from you. His cheeks flushed gently but somehow, it just didn't got through his scalp what you really meant...

"Well isn't that sweet! Now what could we... ah- that's my favorite cake! How did you know?"

"I just happened to remember it. It's the least I could do for all the gifts you gave me recently."

But maybe it wasn't just him who was being a bit blunt here. You were as well, he was giving you rainbow roses every day, flowers meaning he loves you and yet, you just couldn't notice that special meaning...

"Should we finally help them?"

"Let them be for a bit longer."

2 siblings were now considering just coming up to you two and hitting you in the head, maybe then you'd notice how you both have obvious feelings for each other!

They know their brother has a crush on you because after every meeting with you, he's kicking his feet like highschool girl with crush in his bed. And you? You admitted yourself to Lynette while asking for advice because you thought he hated you when in reality, he was a tomato and had to run away from emberassment.

But both eventually decided to stay back and watch. They don't want to take this special moment away from you... But maybe the can at least do some backstage work at helping you with confessions?

"You see... I got something just for you! I have very important snow this weekend and naturally, I reserved a seat in front row just for you!"

Lyney smiled as he hands you the ticket with small bow, his eyes never leaving yours but not in a creepy way, he just couldn't help but admire you a bit.

"Oh you didn't had to really! But I do appreciate it. I'll definitely show up, thank you!"

"No need to thank me! It'll be enough for me if you come and let me see your smile~"

"What?"

Finally realizing what he said, his cheeks became red and began stuttering even tho he's usually smooth with his words.

"I meant- naturally I'd want to make... my audience happy! That's... just natural... magician's instinct! Yeah."

"Oh that's understandable! Well knowing you, your abilities and charms, I'm sure it won't be hard at all."

But he wasn't any better. You were clearly trying to compliment him, but he thought it's just you saying it as audience and not as someone with a crush...

"Actually... let's maybe make a plan. We can start tomorrow."

Freminet nodded on his sister's statement and entered their hous, leaving the two of you be and prepared the great plan with simple goal: getting you two together!

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your charming magician~

[daintyshu]

𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄

xviii. different (0.58k written)

"bubs, you there?" jay's voice cuts through the silence of your room as you quietly read heeseung's texts. "yeah, yeah, sorry he was texting a lot. he said he didn't expect me to be the barista his friends were talking about,"

"his friends?" he questions. "oh yeah, riki, the first one of the two who befriended me spilt that all they ever talk about in their groupchat is me," you laugh at the thought, slightly uncomfortable but flattered nevertheless. "he says it's a simp groupchat or some sort but he's just joking i think,"

"of course you would have strangers raving about you in their groupchats," jay rolls his eyes playfully, shifting to lie on his side instead, propping his phone up against a pillow. your brows furrow and he figures you were furiously typing a response with the continuous taps he heard from your end.

"can you believe the audacity this dude has?" you scoff in disbelief, shaking your head as you continue typing. "why? what'd he say?"

"said it was fate that we meet again and that he's been given a second chance. like, hello? i want nothing at all to do with you," you roll your eyes at the absurdness coming out of lee heeseung.

"did he actually say that lollllll," you want to laugh when jay emphasises the 'lol' in his verbal response to this nonsense. "he gotta be a different type of delusional if he thinks you'd even give him a chance. not on my watch. not when you're already in a good place in your life,"

you smile at this. if you were to name one person in your life who would know anything and everything about you, it's definitely jay. you didn't even say what you were thinking but he already knew. even your brother couldn't read you as well as jay does.

"yeah, exactly. so i told him not to contact me anymore," you shrug your shoulders, exiting out the messages app so you can fully focus on the call with your best friend.

"that's my girl," he catches you off guard with this response and you quickly angle the camera so you were out of frame. your cheeks burned at this remark.

jay has called you many different pet names before and your friendship with him, if looked from an outsider's point of view, could even pass off as romantic with how close and affectionate you two were. so how was this any different from all the other times he'd spoken to you like this? why now were you feeling giddy like a teenager talking to her crush for the first time?

"bubs?"

you must've been in your thoughts for too long that jay had to once again, snap you out of it.

"jjongie, i think i'm gonna go to sleep now. chae unnie's gonna have my head if i'm late again for opening shift. i'll see you tomorrow?" you yawn once to seal the partial lie and jay seems to buy it.

"don't think too much about what he said to you, okay? let me know if he bothers you again. i'm gonna game for a bit before i sleep. good night, bubs, i love you,"

"i love you too." you reply quietly before ending the call, letting out a breath you didn't realise you were holding. suddenly the weight of the sentence feels heavy to you, despite having said that to him almost everyday for the past 12 years. why does it feel different now?

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synopsis. in which you work at odd atelier cafe and can only make hearts in your lattes, causing a certain boy to misunderstand your intentions..... then he brings his friends and chaos ensues.

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[drowninginblox]

Thoughts on Fit's Last QSMP stream- spoilers ahead

It is Thursday, May 23rd, 2024. 2:36pm EST when writing. And I am disappointed in myself. Not for anything Fit, the server, the admins, or anyone besides me has done.

I hoped. And once again, I am expectedly crushed. I had a feeling that Fit would take himself out of the equation in the way he did. There would be no Pac Camio (ghost or living), no sight of Ramon either. Just business, as Fit is one to do.

But god did I hope for something out of a fanfiction. The biggest contenders were Pac's ghost or a hallucination speaking to Fit at the bottom of that damn hole to prep and escort him to the afterlife where everyone was waiting for them. OR the idea that Fit, after returning to the island, would kill himself in a similar but unique way to Pac and Mike. Regardless, neither happened. But I am very happy in what I witnessed.

I won't get into too much there will be vod watchers who accidentally stumble into Tumblr- to which I tell you, GO WATCH THE DAMN VOD.

Nonetheless, I enjoyed the Fit abused in-game mechanics to justify his survival down there. However, it calls into question whether or not he took up cannibalism again (writers you know what to do) in which I digress cus that a conversation within itself. I also appreciated that Fit made the effort to check up on more people other than just Pac and Ramon. It sounds like "Yeah, ofc." but let us remember that most of us (and I could be wrong) are shippers, and our yearning for Hideduo kind of blindsided the other relationships q!fit has. (This applies to me to just so yall know)

What fit did to justify or at least give credence to Ramon's character was sweet and I really hope we get some Ramon-centric fics about the possibility of his survival in an otherwise abandoned world, similar to his father. I may do that on my own but definitely not today. Mr. Fit Em See fucking wrecked me and I really could use some fluff right now. Whether it be at my own hand or someone else's, I could not care less.

Hueveitos, we are all going through it. And I bet on all the money I have that Twitter is going insane, Tumblr is dying, and Fit is either taking a well-deserved break or laughing his ass off at us. Probably both knowing that fucker. The brilliant bitch he is. I apologize for not liveblogging, I was enamored with what was going on. But we all were lol

Anyway, I'm probably gonna listen to the music Fit included in the finale and daydream of better days for q!Fit. Ones where, maybe, in another life, something happened on Madagascar's end where the tech didn't work and Fit was suspended in the QSMP for the rest of his natural life. Maybe Ramon is fine enough and just wondering, looking for Fit in an otherwise empty world. Hell, in another life, Pac waited longer for his American boyfriend. Maybe everyone did. Maybe the kids didn't get sick, maybe they all died a week or so after they were found. Who knows!

But with what we were given, and who we had to spend that time with, I know that I'll always look back on the Qsmp in a similar vein to another sorry sap of a sever I know. The memories will persist, the story will continue to be told. The world will keep spinning, and I will keep writing.

Thank you to everyone who was involved in the experience whether it be seen or unseen admin, CC's who somehow found this post on a hellcite, any and all fandom goers that I have stumbled upon in search of solace from the canon, and my girl over discord! I DON'T KNOW YOU AT ALL BUT YOU'VE HELPED ME GET THROUGH THE LAST LEG OF THIS JOURNEY!!

Here's to tomorrow everyone, regardless of what happens! I love this community and I sure as shit hope you guys don't become strangers!

[bizkitsnuggets]

SICK OF YOUR BULLFISH.

masterlist.

The morning of the next day came. This time, [Y/N] woke up earlier than usual. She made her bed and cooked herself some egg rolls for the energy she needed when she faced Jotaro. Her gut was telling her that today was going to be a long day.

After finishing up her meal, she headed to her room and changed into her uniform. The girl grabbed her plaid puffer jacket and made sure to put the cigarette packs in her pockets. She took her keys and prayed that today’s mission would be successful.

She locked her house and made her way to school.

Today’s morning was colder than yesterday, [Y/N] got goosebumps despite already wearing a jacket. It reminded her a lot of Jotaro, how he would give her shivers just by staring at her. It didn’t make sense to her how someone her age could be so powerful just by his appearance.

What did his mom even feed him…

[Y/N] arrived at school earlier than she usually does. She immediately headed to Jotaro’s locker, but before she can even open it, there he is. He emerged from the boy’s restroom, a trail of smoke faintly following behind him.

If [Y/N] had an option to not confront Jotaro, in no doubt; she would take it. But we all know Jotaro’s just going to take the cigarettes for himself and not contribute to the stupid project.

And, oh boy [Y/N] was not going to let that happen. So, with all her strength, she ran up to Jotaro.

“Kujo-san!” She calls out to him, making him turn around to the sound of his name.

Before he can roll his eyes and continue walking, she quickly shows him the two cigarette packs. Jotaro’s eyes instantly lit up.

“I'll give you these but only if you agree to work on the project with me.”

He stands there momentarily before shifting his body to fully face the girl. “That's—”

“Jotaro!” Multiple high pitched voices shouted his name. [Y/N] turned her head to the ruckus that was behind her, a hoard of Jotaro’s fangirls were running towards them, shoving each other and making the ground vibrate.

“Oh, fuck.” The girl cursed under her breath before dragging Jotaro into a nearby janitor’s closet and locking it. [Y/N] raised her index finger to her lips and made a “hush” noise.

The closet was barely large enough to hold the two of them. Jotaro being built like a transformer wasn’t helping either. The lights were dim, both of them hardly being able to see each other’s face. With their vision temporarily taken away, their other senses become stronger.

It felt like [Y/N] had the hearing of a dog. There was constant uneven breathing from both her and Jotaro. Every breath he took, she could feel it on her neck. She felt her sweat dripping from her forehead because of how hot it was starting to get in there.

Jotaro, on the other hand, was incredibly uncomfortable, and a bit annoyed. The rustles from their clothes were starting to bother him in the quiet atmosphere. He could sense that their faces were just a few inches away from each other. If it weren’t for both of them to press their bodies against the wall, they would’ve certainly kissed.

Despite all his complaints, he thought this was better than to be out there with a hoard of crazy fangirls.

A few whines from outside indicated that the fans were still there. [Y/N] let out a quiet sigh, her head hanging low. The packs of cigarettes were now crushed in her palms. Jotaro clicked his tongue,

When is this going to be over… good grief.

“Awh man! Maybe Jotaro went to the garden instead?” One of the fangirls inquired, making the rest search for him in said place.

[Y/N] waited for a few minutes before signaling Jotaro it was safe to go out. Luckily, the janitor’s closet had a bathroom door lock instead of a typical door key so the girl didn’t have to worry about being inside there longer than she needed to.

Jotaro grunted as he got out, glad that his limbs could finally move again. But before he could leave and get a smoke, [Y/N] coughed, gaining his attention.

“Tomorrow. After school. Library.” She states in a demanding voice while shoving the cigarettes onto his chest. Jotaro clicked his tongue for the second time this morning, “Tch… don’t tell me what to do, woman.”

Although he told her that, he took the cigarettes and glared at her. As if saying, “I’ll take the cigarettes though,”

The girl stood there, head low and arms crossed. “Listen here…” She muttered, but loud enough for him to hear her clearly. She suddenly held her chin high and glared at the boy. “Listen here, you crud.”

As she was speaking, she slowly walked closer to Jotaro, “I’m not playing around, if your ass won’t take up my offer then I’ll be GLAD to take those cigarettes back. Mind you, I paid them myself.” She was now directly in front of him, looking up at him with no shame evident.

“And kiss your ass goodbye to graduating, cause I sure as hell won’t credit you in the project—” the girl suddenly pulls down his collar so they're both at eye level, “—that I’ll be working on— By. My. Self”.

[Y/N] let go of his collar and gave him a nasty scowl. “I’ll take your silence as a yes. I’ll be waiting at the library tomorrow.” She walked past him with an unusual dark aura surrounding her.

Now, Jotaro was someone who isn't easily phased by something bizarre. He could witness a toilet with legs walking around campus and still- wouldn’t give a fuck. But… this…? This uncommon behavior from the most normal girl he’s seen made his brain dead.

Normally, she wouldn’t act out on her feelings… He sighed.

Maybe he went too far. All she wants is to graduate after all.

“Good grief…” He hid his face with his hat.

[aliellnea]

The loving theory- Kageyama Tobio

Part 3

This is a filler for the story bc I’ve been super busy and this is the best I could come with. T/W: probably the worst thing I’ve ever written but yeah… judge yourself ig

At this rate this is a slow burn

Part 1, Part 2

"This might come as a surprise to everyone, but I'd like to introduce you all to a new addition to the club," announced the team's captain, gesturing towards you. "She will hopefully be your manager for the next three years."

After delivering his introduction, he stepped aside, allowing the team to get a glimpse of you and introduce themselves.

"Hi, nice to meet you. I'm (Y/N) from class 1-6, and I'll be taking care of you from now on," you said respectfully to everyone, surveying the gym since your arrival. Nine other guys and another woman greeted you with smiles—well, most of them. Kageyama looked surprised, a tall blonde appeared disinterested, and Hinata had stars in his eyes.

"Wow, you're really going to be our manager?" shouted the orange-haired boy, running up to you.

"It looks like it," you replied with a smile.

After all the introductions and some enthusiastic outbursts from Hinata, you stood beside the other manager, Kiyoko, who introduced herself as you awaited Daichi's next instructions.

"As you know, tomorrow we'll play against Seijo in a friendly match," Daichi began. "It's not a lot, but they are one of the top teams from Miyagi, and we'll see how we perform with this new lineup. Let's work hard today."

Throughout the training session, you assisted Kiyoko, learning the ropes of managing the team. Just as the session was wrapping up, a teacher entered.

"Okay, everyone, now that Takeda is here, let's discuss tomorrow's rotation," Daichi announced.

"Come on, let's sit together," your senpai said, taking you by the arm.

As the conversation unfolded, you peppered Kiyoko with questions about the team's composition.

"You guys don't have a libero? And only two third-years?" you asked.

Kiyoko sighed with a sad smile. "There's another third-year who used to be our ace, but he stopped playing after last year's tournament. He and the libero were like a package deal. We're still trying to convince them both to rejoin the team."

You observed Kiyoko's dedication to the team throughout the training, despite her introverted demeanor. As you interacted with her, you could sense the beginnings of a great friendship, despite the two-year age gap between you.

As night fell and training came to an end, you helped clean up the gym with the rest of the team, engaging in conversation with Hinata, who appeared increasingly nervous.

"Are you okay? You look quite pale," you remarked, concerned.

"Huh? Me? Yeah, I'm totally fine. Why would I be nervous? I'm definitely not going to mess up tomorrow, and we won't lose because of me," Hinata replied anxiously, his worries bubbling to the surface.

Realization dawned on you. This would likely be Hinata's first match with a real team, and the pressure was getting to him.

"It's okay to be nervous, but tomorrow, it's not just you. They will all have your back. This time, it's not you against them; it's 'we,' okay?" you reassured him, rubbing his back in an attempt to calm his nerves. However, Hinata continued to mutter self-deprecating remarks, seemingly lost in his thoughts.

"Don't worry, (Y/N), he'll be fine tomorrow... hopefully," interjected Suga, appearing with a mop in hand. "By the way, Shimizu had to leave, but she told me to give you this. Welcome to Karasuno," he said warmly, handing you the team's jersey.

"Thanks," you replied, immediately putting on the jersey. "How does it look?"

"You look awesome, but not as awesome as Kiyoko," Tanaka chimed in as he passed by, making his crush on the other manager very evident.

"I'll keep that in mind, thank you," you laughed. "If that's everything for today, I should probably get going before it gets too late." With a wave goodbye to everyone, you headed out.

On the way back home, you stopped at the convenience store next to the school for some steamed buns to eat on the long walk. However, as you exited the store, you ran into Kageyama unexpectedly. He looked out of breath as if he was running just a minute ago but as he got a glimpse of you he straightened up and coughed before saying “Let’s go together, it’s not safe for you to go alone this late”

You nodded and led the way, with Kageyama following silently behind you. It had been hours since Daichi introduced you to the team, and Kageyama hadn't spoken to you since. It almost seemed like he was intentionally avoiding you.

As you walked, your thoughts swirled with questions and unresolved feelings. What did he mean by "Sorry"? Sorry for neglecting our friendship? For not being there when my dad passed away? For the hurtful words he said? The possibilities loomed in your mind, but you were determined not to confront him about it. Not now.

The silence stretched on as you approached your home, and it became apparent that Kageyama had no intention of breaking it any time soon. Finally, you reached your doorstep, turning to face him with a mixture of curiosity and resignation.

"Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow, Kageyama," you said, unable to hide the tinge of disappointment in your voice.

He glanced up, the expression of surprise again on his face “Kageyama? I thought…”

"Yeah, keep thinking," you cut in, your anger flaring as you entered your house. He really thought a generic sorry would cut it?

Inside, you tossed your bag on the couch and let out a frustrated sigh. The encounter with Kageyama had left you unsettled and upset. Sitting down at the kitchen table, you tried to distract yourself with your homework, but your mind kept wandering back to the unresolved tension between you and him.

"Why does he have to be so difficult?" you muttered to yourself, tapping your pencil on the table.

The sound of footsteps approached from behind, and you turned to see your mother entering the room, concern etched on her face. "Is everything alright, sweetie?"

You hesitated, unsure how much to share. "Yeah, I'm okay... It's just... Kageyama."

Your mother's expression softened, understanding flickering in her eyes. "Ah, I see. Do you want to talk about it?"

You shook your head. "Not now, Mom. I just need some time to figure things out."

She nodded, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. "Take all the time you need, darling. I'm here whenever you're ready."

With a small smile, you returned to your homework, grateful for your mother's support. Deep down, you knew that waiting for Kageyama to understand the situation would require more than just time.

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[moonyjulian]

This fic idea has been in my brain for few weeks now and since I'm definitely not gonna actually write it (mostly because English is my second language and I feel nervous writing in it, so sorry if some of sentences are wired) I wanna put it here

Basically, it's les mis au where instead of police inspector Javert grows up to be doctor. He still was born in prison and still has that fucked up mentality of "everyone who ever broke the law is a horrible person with no exception", but instead of "I'll make sure that everyone of them suffers the consequences of their actions" it's "I'll make sure they live long enough to suffer the consequences of their actions". So he's still an asshole, just in a slightly different way

It's a valvert fic obviously, so even though the main plot point are the same, there is a big difference between how Valjean and Javert actually interact with each other. Under read more I'll put basically the entire plot of this fic (each paragraph is different chapter), so if any one actually likes this idea, feel free to take it, just let me know

So it's all starts with Javert working in Toulon as doctor for a few months now. He gets a new patient who was crashed by a boulder and then he asks the guards about what happened, they tell him about a prisoner who lifted the boulder with his bare hands. Intrigued, he asks the guards to bring this prisoner to him to "make sure he didn't injured himself and can continue his work tomorrow". So they bring Valjean to him. For Javert it's a normal check up there he asks about the accident, how he's feeling right now and prison related questions (like for his real name, why he's here etc.), but for Valjean it's the first time in years someone talks with him like he's a person and not a beast. And, because Javert doesn't talk about how he hates every single lawbreaker, Valjean thinks that he actually cares about his patients and is a nice guy. It's the only time they actually talk in Toulon, but they see each other on few occasions.

Because Javert is a doctor, then he moves to m sur m, he has no idea that Valjean broke his parole and on the run. So then he meets mayor Madeleine, even though there is something familiar about him, he doesn't think much about it. Valjean on the other hand immediately recognised him, but decided not to tell him the truth for now and get to know him first. So instead of constantly avoiding each other, they actually become almost friends and start to develop mutual crush, but they don't act on it.

Then the accident with Fauchelevent carriage happens, Javert sees for the first time how strong is Madeleine and after tells him to visit the hospital to make sure he didn't hurt himself. Then they're in Javerts cabinet alone, he tells Madeleine how he heard stories in Toulon about a man, who was as strong as mayor himself. And just then Valjean decides to tell the truth, Javert is like: "But that man was a convict and we both know, that every person who broke the law is horrible and can't change for the better. You're saint in comparison to this man and I'm sorry for disrespecting you like that, monsieur le maire." Valjean then asks why he thinks like that, Javert tells him his backstory and his world view, so he decides not to tell him the truth again. After few more months, they both slowly realise they have feelings for each other, but because they unsure if the other feels the same, they still don't confess.

Then Fantine gets arrested, Valjean orders to release her and this time police officers let her go free with zero objections. Then he brings her to the hospital, he tells Javert that he found this woman unconscious on the street, because he's afraid that Javert might treat her different from other patients if he knew she was arrested. They now spend even more time together, because Valjean visits her every day and they both trying to safe her life. Few months later Javert gets a latter, in which he's ordered to go to Arras so can identify a convict who broke his parole and recently was captured. He gives this latter to the mayor and explains that he will leave for two days. Valjean asks what will he say to the officers and Javert is like: "I'll tell them the truth. If I'm sure that this man is Valjean, I'll tell them that. And if it's not him, I'll tell that they got the wrong man." Javert leaves and Valjean panics.

Then Javert returns, he tells the mayor that it was definitely Valjean and that his trial will be tomorrow. Just like in canon Valjean gets to Arras on time, tells the truth about his identity and returns to m sur m. He goes to the hospital and tells everything to Javert in hopes that, because they are friends, he'll understand and help him escape. But their dialogue goes horribly wrong and while they're fighting (or more accurately Valjean's trying to explain himself and Javert is furious and doesn't want to hear him out), Fantine dies. Valjean escapes to go for Cosette, while Javert tells the officers, where he might run. After all of this, Javert thinks that their whole friendship was a lie and that Valjean only wanted to make fun of him.

Valjean and Cosette both move to Paris, just like in canon. Javert get invetation to work in the most prestigious hospital in Paris, because he's one of the best doctors of his time (not because he's much better than any body, but because he likes to clean his work place after every patient and has much lower mortality rate). I'm still not sure, how I want them to meet in this chapter. It's either: Valjean gets injured, goes to hospital because Cosette forced him, they see each other from a distance and recognise each other, Valjean escapes; or: they both in the park listening to les Amis, Javert sees him from afar and tries to get closer to make sure it's really him, guards arrive to arrest the students and they get separated. Both versions lead to the same conclusion: Javert now knows, that Valjean is in Paris, and wants to put him behind bars.

Then the barricades are build, Javert is ordered to go there to help injured guards. There he sees Valjean in uniform, but before he can do anything, the guards go to attack the barricades and Valjean goes with them. Then they come back, Javert doesn't see him with them and checks every corpse, but still can't find him. He then learns from other guards that one of them joined the side of rebels, he decides to see who it was himself. He gets to the other side of barricades and then confronted by rebels he just insults them so they take him hostage. That's where they finally meet again and Valjean asks permission to kill him. Once they alone in the alley, Valjean frees him and breaks his world view like in canon, but he also confess his love for Javert and they kiss. Valjean gives him his new name and address and Javert leaves very confused.

After the barricades fell, Javert goes there and can't find Valjean. He realises, that he left through the sewers, but doesn't tell anybody about it. He returns to the hospital to help injured guards. There he gets a message from m. Gillenormand (who is his regular patient in this fic) about medical emergency. He goes to the mansion, guesses that Marius was injured on the barricades and learns that Valjean brought home. After that he goes to the address that Valjean has given him and finds him waiting. They finally talk, Javert has his mental breakdown, but this time Valjean helps him sort out all his thoughts: "Even though your motiv was wrong, you still saved countless of lives. And now you can continue your work but with compassion towards everyone, no matter who they were or who they are." Valjean convinces Javert to stay in his house for the night.

They start to spend more time together taking care of Marius. After he recovers, Javert tells Valjean that he decided to transfer from the prestige hospital to the one for people who can't afford proper medical care. Valjean is very happy with this decision (this is the place where I would have written smut, but you don't have to imagine that I'm not your boss). After Cosette moves out to live with Marius, Valjean asks Javert to move in with him and he agrees. Javert convinces him to tell Cosette the truth about his backstory and of course she forgives him and still loves him. The end.

[futurebellyache]

Everything for Addison

This is a continuation of this story

Though all votes were made here

Though if you prefer, there is a short summary below.

You watch the chat scroll by. People took sides. Cathy fans made their case to those who entered late. They'd all be getting off thinking about your shameful death in that bitch’s gut. Stephanie fans said it was morally the best choice. Doing a favor for your sweet sister. The few Jennifer fans made their vote but wouldn't explain. They weren't numerous though. But besides her, it seemed pretty even.

But the voices crying for Addison were loudest. Most numerous and often with the longest explanations. There was something about that pink-haired boy that had them intrigued. And honestly, you understood why. He'd been stuck in your mind ever since then. Seeing him appear from seemingly nowhere was almost a blessing.

If he had given you a wonderful night before, maybe your final night would be even better. You can't help but imagine the cute sway of his rump. You doubt you'd ever be able to untangle whatever his mystery was normally, perhaps becoming part of it was the only way to get a clue. The thought itself has your heart racing, you tell the group your choice and close it for the last time. Nothing they said mattered now. You knew what you wanted to do..

Hey Addison.

I'd love for you to have me.

Where should we meet?

I never really got an address from you or anything…

:)

A smiley face. That was all he left you with. It was a confirmation… you think. You're left rather confused. Perhaps this was all part of his game? You… Don't know. But as an hour drifts by with you idly passing the time as you wait for the boy to deliver your end… You get terribly antsy. No regrets, but your heart just can't handle another day at work. Another day with that absolute mistake of human named Cathy…

The sun sets and there's no word from Addison. And the account tied to it had no clues. Your heart drops as you wonder if you'll have to pick another pred. Picking a second person to end you really didn't have the same allure. You weren't sure if settling for your end was how you wanted to go.

But you're tired. You drop your weary body into bed, your idle mind pondering the mystery of Addison. Maybe tomorrow. He did disappear, maybe this time he would just appear before you. Who knows, maybe you'll just wake up in him. That would be exhilarating.

Your eyes drift shut, and all is still…

~~~~

You can feel it. A warmth laid across your torso. It's hot, almost as if boiling. Though you do not burn. It's heavy, your body struggles to breathe under it. And the sounds… it's groaning and simmering. Something sloshes within it as its mass struggles atop you..

These are the first things your mind senses as you wake up. The second is the sudden cry from the weight pinning you down.

"You pink-haired bitch. Let me out and I'll fuck you up! You can't do this!"

You never thought hearing somebody cry like that would be so cathartic, because you recognize the voice. It's Cathy.

You finally open your eyes to see that face that almost felt perfect as it looked down at you. His pink hair draped his head slightly, creating a window that drew your eyes toward his sly smile. He was sitting right on top of you, your waist to his. And between you was his gut, an immense and lumpy orb of flesh. Inside, the bitch from work, Cathy, was fighting for her life. And from what you could tell, the inside of that tummy was horrendously painful.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK AAAHGOD. WHY ARE THEY SO POTENT? OH FUCK MY HAND!"

Addison pushes a hand in on his stomach, right on the bulge you recognize as her skull. He forcefully grips it, there's a deep gasp as his intent to crush her skull is made.

"You may think this is the worst I can do to you in there… If you don't quiet down, I'll show you a new kind of hell. Now shush, Puppy just woke up."

Puppy… he had called you that during your night together, hadn’t he? It had seemed like such a minor detail looking back, though hearing it now made your heart sway. His eyes affectionately watch you as his hand releases the far less talkative Cathy. A true rarity for her. That spiteful woman now obeying the whims of a clearly far more dominant predator. His eyes lock on you, they’re confident, lustful, but compassionate. The sensation you get from him is different than that night. Almost… motherly? This sensation deeply confuses you.

"I hope you don't mind, Puppy. But I had to… dispose of this woman. As a gift. For the weary soul who gave themselves to me…"

He sways his hips from side to side. You gasp, and he gasps with you, as your cocks are pressed together against the bottom of his belly. The warmth and intimacy of your erections has you two almost hypnotized in each other's eyes. You want to touch him, you need to-

You try to reach forward, but your arms won't reach and you hear the rattle of chains. Your hands are bound with what you think are handcuffs, likely wrapped around your bedframe.

"I'm sorry, Puppy. I had to make sure you wouldn't get cold feet. You did offer yourself to me… And I intend to claim you. But, not before you watch me remove one of God's mistakes from this planet. Though perhaps my worry was for naught, judging by how warm and excited your cock feels… Perhaps you are quite eager to find yourself inside of me. But this is fun in its own way~"

He leans forward, rolling atop his gut and crushing Cathy in between you two. She desperately screams and pushes for space that can't be found as Addison pushes down around you. One arm on each side of your head as he looks at you with an impassioned gaze. You really can’t see anything besides him at this angle. He encompasses your world. And you can’t look away. He has you enraptured.

"Let's fuck her until her body cracks and breaks. Twist our hips atop her meat slushy. It won't even take long, I took a pill to speed up digestion. A special pill. One that'll turn her all to shit. I didn't want her gross body ruining my perfect form. But it only affects the digestive acids. My tummy still needs help breaking things apart… so let's get to work, Puppy~"

You can't refuse him. For a number of reasons at this point, but mostly because you don't want to. As his hips start to raise and crush down on the crying Cathy, you can't help but reciprocate. Your own hips twist beneath the bulge as you thrust into the digesting mass to get yourself off. Your dicks may no longer be touching, but you feel his desire purely through the way he gazes at you. You see his complicated emotions for you. The compassion to devour somebody you'd hated so much. The love for you to end them. But it's all mixed into the tragic end you'll face inside him. His beautiful face, the ass you wish he had sat on top of you, and this gut that was so viciously tearing apart the woman you despised. Feeding yourself to her felt so ridiculous now. You felt vindicated in your choice. Nobody else would have done this for you. Your dicks press into her already soft body. It gives way more than you expect. She long gave up on words once you two started to grind around her. Every thrust from you two elicits a new round of cries. A new flavor of misery. You break her mind as her body threatens to unravel. The stomach is so hot, that pill must have made it an acidic hellscape. You delight in her suffering, every pleading cry has you pushing your hips that much deeper into her. The thought that you were going to crush her between your cocks was wondrous. The perfect end to your work rivalry. Every rotten moment she had thrust work onto you. Every horrible day she took credit for the work you did. How she had gotten a promotion while you had been passed up. It had all been meaningless. This was her comeuppance. Her final reward.

Addison watches you gasp in pleasure. His smile is wide, he seems genuinely endeared to you being so joyed to fuck somebody out of existence. You two physically feel her body weakening. The fatty bitch losing body mass and solidity. You both seal your eyes and put your whole body into fucking her into paste. You're ready to cum. You can feel that hot load ready to ruin his perfect pale skin. You just need that moment. That crunch.

It all happens so suddenly. A cry cut short. You two gasp as her body loses all consistency. Several loud cracks and snaps. Bones shatter and flesh squelches. Addison falls closer as the mass between you breaks apart. His face is right in front of your, and in one swift motion his lips find yours and you two kiss. And just like your lips, your dicks find each other beneath the stomach folds. Two warm rods leaking precum and threatening to splurge all across your bellies. There is no further noise from the woman inside. She is absolutely just meat. And soon, just shit. Each thrust breaks just a bit more of her. You thought you'd cum the moment she died, but she hardly mattered anymore. Addison was so close, his eyes only inches from yours. And you were drawn into his eyes. The way he looked at you. The way he handled his pleasure. You could feel them all swirl into a mix you couldn't look away from. His tongue swirled with yours. His lips pressed against yours. In a way, you already felt like one unit. You could feel every undulation of his stomach atop you. Every quiver of his dick next to yours. You are in unison. Not a word needs to be said as your pleasure reaches its peak. Thick ropes of cum splatter your guts as you cry out in sync. Straight into the other's lips as you don't break your kiss for a moment. You shiver together, in one brief euphoric moment. You're swept away by him. Just like that first night, so long ago.

His lips separate from yours, a thin string of saliva still connecting you to him. You lay, gasping and gazing into each other's eyes.

"You really are so wonderful, Puppy…" He runs a hand through your hair, a small compassion as he savors that sweet moment with you.

"How about we go again… This time I'll let you cum in my rump. I know how much you wanted to last time… Oh… looks like somebody is raring to go. She's going to take a while longer in my guts. Let's have our fun before you join her, okay Puppy?"

Your own cock is already regaining its strength. He smiles, pleased at how aroused you are. What remains of Cathy will be fucked into a pulp through the midnight hours. Your cock eager to help obliterate her.

You share a wonderful and lust filled final night with Addison.

~~~~

Sun streams into your room through the blinds. You're covered in cum. His and yours. Your belly is splattered with white splatters, spread across you from your constant grinding.

But now, a chamber pot lies between your legs. An odd-looking thing that looks almost like it belongs to a different era. Addison himself brought it, and he was now hunched over it, staring down at you as he gently toyed with his dick. It was struggling to keep it’s firmness considering just how many times both of you had cum.

"This has been such a lovely night, Puppy. But bitch is now ready to leave. And I think I've done enough to her. Watch me dump her, and think about how by the end of today, this'll be you~"

He hardly waits a moment, he pumps his cock as the first remnants of Cathy crinkle from his asshole into a log. You watch as it travels down, dangling until it disconnects from the rest. Disgusting farts that fit the person they're made from taint the air around you. The scent of waste is thick, but you can't be disgusted by it. It's all Cathy, and it's wonderful seeing her like this. But it also comes from Addison. And you've become addicted. He's just so overwhelming. He toys with your heart and leaves you craving him. You doubt you could survive another goodbye from him. No. Leaving with him is the only way.

You eagerly watch turds tumble from him. Watching them past his legs and erect cock. He takes his own pleasure and how much you enjoy seeing him shit out a whole woman. The small potbelly of shit still in him rapidly deflates as more ex-woman emerges from his rump. True to his word, you can't tell if an ounce of fat was added to his frame. And you had gotten quite familiar with the curves of his body. Your inability to touch had left you with quite the lecherous gaze.

"You almost look jealous, Puppy. It really turns me on… You know I'm gonna crush you like we did to her, right? I don't have a partner, but I’m sure your bed will help me turn you to mulch."

His smile is wide, he can't hide how much he's looking forward to churning you. And frankly, you can't hide your erection at how much you crave it. While his ass spews shit, his cock splits another bout of seed across you. It adds to the rest of his semen that he's marked you with. His legs almost buckle with the motion. But he holds strong. And as the last coiling mass of waste leaves his rump, he wipes himself clean of Cathy forever. He tosses the prepared toilet paper into the pot and seals it up.

"I'll throw her away later. Toss her out, she isn't worth holding on to. She deserves to be forgotten… But you, little Puppy… You are mine. And I can hardly wait another moment. Come here… let's get you home."

He puts the chamberpot away. Where hardly matters, because he leans down so close. Your bodies slide across each other, lubricated by both your cum and his. You're excited. Even after a long night with him, cuming constantly, you're still so excited. He's peppering you with kisses, hands exploring your body. Taking note of you. You before the end. Your end inside of him. Addison. You want it so bad. Teasing you with his gut all night. Showing you what you'll be. You can't go on living without it. How did you even make it this far? He kisses you. A passionate and deep kiss. It's everything. He shuffles above you, his hands freeing yours from the handcuffs he'd trapped you with. An unnecessary step considering you never had any intention to run from him. His lips guide you, your heart swoons. They stretch and take in your face. Your whole body moves with the deep kiss. The enveloping kiss. He moans at your taste, you feel so unique. So loved. His insides become your world. Your everything. You don't dare fight as he brings you inside. His hands guide you, take a few final moments to touch you. But you aren't going far. Even when you're gone, you'll always be right beside him. That extra layer of fat atop his rump that makes his seats that much cozier.

It's not long before you're curling up in his gut. Immersed in his most intimate warmth. The gut groans around you as he devours more of you. Your flesh delights him. He audibly slurps you up. You feel a hot presence being pushed down by your weight. Once more, his gut will smother his cock. This euphoric day isn't over yet. You aren't yet a slurry. You have until then to drive this boy into a new world of pleasure. You grind your body as best you can atop his dick. Soft enough to smother but not hard enough to crush. You hear him gasp in delight around the last of you. He's eagerly swallowing you, delighted to see what you can do to please him now.

As you slide in, your cock finds a hole. The entrance to his intestines. You won't fit yet… but your cock does. It's warm and holds your dick so tight. Even his insides do their best to pleasure you. You cup his dick perfectly. Working it and pumping it in between his own pumps from the other side. Your world spins around as you settle in a new way. You think he's sitting back on your bed. One last swallow brings your toes into his esophagus,. You're now gathered entirely inside him. A new presence pushes his dick into his belly right back. You work with him to jack him off. Using his own tummy fat as a glove to help him reach another climax. You hear him gasp in pleasure, his mind over flowing with the sensation of cuming. You imagine him squirting more seed atop his pale belly. Your home. Even as you feel his ropes splurt out, you don't step. You keep going. You keep fucking his insides, you keep one hand on his dick through the stomach walls and the other exploring his stomach folds. An internal massage. His confidence from earlier is gone. Now he is behest to his prey. You make him cum beyond what he thought he could. Squirting every ounce of seed onto himself or your bed. He grinds his dick against you, against the bed. Whatever his mind can focus on. He fucks you against the mattress. Your body softens as the hours tick by. You don't melt as she did. It's gradual, and gentle. Though still physically demanding. You hardly notice as you lose your sharp edges. Your flesh is soft. You're one bad hump away from being meat. And one fatal climax does it. One more white splurt shoots from his cock as he grinds you against the bed with enough force to destroy you. Shattering bones and flesh squelching. You are gone. A nutrient paste left to be absorbed by the cute boy you fed yourself to. You died with no regrets. You left an incredibly satisfied femboy behind. He passes out from exhaustion. The night was very physically demanding. And he had no chance at battling the food coma you would give him.

He mindlessly massages his belly in his sleep. A pure smile on his face. He had made another meal happy. What a wonderful night. His eyes gradually closed. A full night of fucking has him extraordinarily exhausted. His eyes shut, as his belly simmers your remains into a nutrient slurry. You still had a long journey ahead of you.

~~~~

The running water soothes Addison's weary body, especially where he ached from the positions he held last night. It was a delightful way to wake up after sleeping for… well nobody was keeping track. It seemed to be long enough to turn you into a dense mass held in his colon. He uses your soap to wash all the cum off him. Making sure to give his rear an especially good wash. He can feel how his rear jiggle and sway with his hip movements. It makes him smile.

He gets all fresh and clean and dries himself off with your towel. Though, calling it yours is a tad funny to him. He pokes the lump that's left of you in his digestive system. You were hardly capable of owning anything in this state.

He wanders around your apartment naked. He knew his own clothes wouldn't fit anymore. And he hadn't planned a new outfit. Perhaps he would stick around and order a new wardrobe on your dime. It only seemed fair to him after you'd thickened his rump out of all his pants and skirts. Even his shirts would ride up across his tummy. Though… it may make him look pregnant. And that filled him with a wonderful feeling of satisfaction. He really wants people to give up their seats for him on the train, thinking he was carrying around a baby. He wonders if there were any fun tricks he could play on people doing that… Fun ideas for the future.

He grabs your phone from your desk, and avoids laying on your bed. It's a bit too cum stained to be cozy anymore. A small toot escapes his rump. A little hello from his puppy. He steps back into your bathroom, and plants his rear end onto the toilet bowl. As your new brown form emerges, he immediately inputs your phone password and begins scrolling through your life and your secrets. He takes his time letting you out. Constantly watching your body splash into the toilet waters and reappear as he looks at your hidden porn stash and your selfies. Looking at the man he'd turned into his current bowel movement. He was feeling horny again. He almost wanted to get off, but he thinks his balls might be empty… It would be a bit of a pain to reach completion. No, he will just let the waves of pleasure tease him.

Your body is smaller than the massive chamerpot of Cathy.. She really did end up almost entirely as shit. But his body tried to keep you. Your nutrients plumping his body. And your remains now plunked from his asshole into the cold toilet waters beneath his thighs.

He opens the camera app. And starts photographing the experience. One with the view between his thighs. Your shitty remnants gathered at the bottom of the porcelain bowl. His semi erect cock pressed against his thigh so he could see between them. Another with his cock pressed into his tummy. The new belly you'd given him. He adored the way his dick pressed into the fat. He could feel its warmth as the pleasure grew. Maybe it wouldn't be so hard to finish after all…

He held the camera up and pointed it directly into his maw. The final image he'd share. A welcome into his temple, for any weary travelers who need a final rest like you had.

He opens your Facebook, and immediately posts them with a message attached.

We had a lovely time last night. Truly unforgettable. Though he didn't come out looking too pretty… Though he looks pretty on me. Anybody else willing to take the dive? I have one happy customer who adored their trip.<3

As the last of you settles into the toilet waters, Addison watches the comments come in.

Stephanie

Big bro :( I'd been dreaming of having you for years… Well, you do look cute on him. Don't suppose I can have you instead?

"Pft, as if. You aren't cute enough to have somebody like me. And you aren't the type I consider for a puppy. Too needy."

Stephanie

I knew he would make a dreamy meal. Can you tell me about it? I really wanna hear about his final moments. If they were exactly as wonderful as I thought they'd be.

“Ooohh… That sounds fun.” He throws her a quick opener and decides to follow up later once she's responded. He knew a bit of her, from his investigative efforts on you. She seemed a tad dangerous. But perhaps that danger would be fun. Somebody as kinky as her could be a delightful time.

But alas, every ounce of you has plopped into a pile beneath his rump. He wipes himself clean and waves goodbye as he pulls the flusher. The worthless parts of you swirl away, to join the rest of the dung in the city. Addison is a bit sad to see another Puppy go. But alas, they always say goodbye just like this. He steps outside the bathroom and starts to plan his next move. He could probably stay here for about a week. Enough time to eat what's left of your food and for a delivery of cute maternity clothes to come in. Maybe even a bit of fun with Jennifer. Though he still wants to feel that out. See if she intends to dump him like he dumped you.

He gathers a bag he'd left on your desk when he'd snuck in and grabs a laptop out of it and opens it up atop your kitchen table.

In a few clicks, several different phone screens appeared before him. Some idle, some active. Everyone has a different nickname, all of which involve Puppy in some way. He clicks a few times and removes one from his feed, yours. He wouldn’t be needing it anymore.

"Which of you will be my next Puppy… I think I don't need a food puppy for a while… Maybe a toy puppy. Somebody who can help me work the last puppy in. Or work off the tummy… I'll probably get tired of the maternity thing by the time they're mine. Then we can have plenty of fun till I gotta do it again…"

He idly watches them, before opening your phone and doing some online shopping on your dime.

You joined the mysterious Addison as another one of his puppies. Hopefully, you found peace as he fucked you into mush. Though, more likely, you died a horny mess. Perhaps that is its own peace.

[girl-among-mts]

Part Twelve

Thalia, the young Twi'lek woman who served as Rose’s secretary, popped her head around the open office door.

“Sorry to bother, but the General is calling again.”

Rose looked up from her datapad, catching the woman’s grin.

“You don’t sound very sorry,” Rose muttered, unable to hide the flush in her cheeks as she set the tablet down. The report from Finn and Poe could wait. Ever since they’d finalized the normalized trade agreement, the Grand Marshal had become more and more comfortable ringing her up out of the blue. Sometimes he had business to discuss, trifling matters that any number of underlings could sort out themselves, but more often than not his holocalls were casual in nature. Half the time, Rose wondered if he was simply bored and had no one else to talk to.

“What’s he like in person?” Thalia pressed as Rose reached for her holocom.

She gave the Twi’lek a look. “He’s a dangerous military mastermind. A killer, /and/ a criminal,” she said matter-of-factly. Even if he was fine to look at...

Thalia shrugged a shoulder. “He’s had the Order share a lot of their new farm tech. Been a big help on my brother’s farm. So, can’t be all bad.”

Fantastic, Rose thought sourly. Already winning hearts and minds. Hux was turning out to be quite a capable politician.

“Yeah, he’s a true altruist,” she drolled. “Now can I get some privacy maybe?”

Rose rolled her eyes at the suggestive waggle of Thalia’s eyebrows as the pneumatic door swished closed. Rose depressed the answer button on her coms. There, Hux’s face came into focus. A pleased, catlike smile spread across his lips. Rose tried to tamp down the pleased little flip-flop in the pit of her stomach but utterly failed. Dangerous military mastermind, she reminded herself. Killer, criminal, and *really good* at pushing all her buttons in ways she couldn't help but enjoy, deep down.

“Ah, Commander,” he purred. “How good it is to see you.”

“Armitage,” she quipped in greeting, trying to sound professional when in reality she’d put down all her work once again to take his call. “How can I help you?”

“I simply wanted to inform you that my personal shuttle will be passing through Syris space tomorrow evening. We will be resupplying overnight before continuing on our journey”

“You don’t need to let me know every time you fly through my sector,” she reminded him, feeling a bit hot in her normally very comfortable office.

“Ah, perhaps not.” Was she imagining it, or did he seem a bit nervous just then? "However," he continued, “I am not merely calling to inform you. I was hoping you might join me. For drinks. A brief reunion of sorts. I’ve just come from the Senate, as you know. I’m sure we'll find important matters of state to discuss.”

Rose swallowed. What was he proposing? Not some kind of candlelight dinner, surely. Say ‘no’, the rational part of her brain warned immediately. You can’t just go galavanting off to have drinks with General Hux, Grand Marshal of the First Order; killer, criminal, and dangerous military mastermind. Even if he does have a massive crush on you.

Then again… she’d been approving reports and missives and signing legislation and wrangling politics for /weeks/ now without so much as an afternoon off.

A drink sounded so, so tempting…

“You better have brought that expensive, Core World... whiskey with you,” she said before she could stop herself. Hux’s sly expression turned smug.

“Of course. I'll see you tomorrow then, Miss Tico."

"Uh-huh, bye." Rose rushed to cut the comms call before her heart could leap out of her chest.

Stars, what was she doing?

[lnights]

If you're still doing requests can I request hurt/ comfort and Samy being badly hurt by someone and Taz comforting and caring for him 🥺 thank you! 🥰

This screams friendship for me, so here's a younger Samy & Taz

...

Taz waited for the buzz that would let him into the apartment building, playing on his phone.

He wasn't in Jyväskylä often, but he had helped a relative move and had finished earlier than he thought they would, so why not see a couple friends?

Ossi was out of town apparently, Mirko and Arttu working, but Samy was free, so why not?

As he was able to get in the front and made his way up to Samy's, his phone rumbled and he looked to see a message from Mirko:

M: Hey I saw in the group chat that you're hanging with Samy?

M: fair warning, he's in a bad spot right now. If you can keep him company until I'm off work at 4 I would appreciate it.

Taz read the message a couple times before knocking on Samy's door, wondering what could drag down the sunny 20 year old.

He certainly looked out of it when he opened the door, hair sticking out in every direction and clothes extremely rumpled, eyes puffy.

"Hey man," Taz said cautiously, "how you been?"

Samy gave him a wane smile, "oh same old, same old, you?"

"Uh, fine." He replied as he followed him in, the apartment like a physical manifestation of how Samy looked.

They made small talk for a while before Taz sighed and decided to ask him what was going on.

"My girlfriend and I broke up." Samy admitted, "last week I... I didn't see it coming."

"Well shit, sorry man." Taz sighed, "you two were together a couple years yeah?"

"Met in highschool," Samy nodded, swallowing hard, "apparently she's been cheating on me ever since then too."

Oh fuck.

Taz put down the beer he had been sipping and moved to sit by him on the couch, throwing an arm around his shoulders.

"Forget her," Taz told him, "cheaters aren't worth your time or tears, alright?"

Samy's shoulders shook a little, with a scoff or a sob he was unsure, so he pulled the younger man closer, his head against his chest while he regaled him with tales of his own previous relationships, the time he and Johnny had to carry Middy away so he wouldn't play Every Rose Has Its Thorns outside of his crush's bedroom window while drunk, that Archie talks a big game but hasn't kissed anyone in at least a year and a half.

Eventually he heard Samy's infectious laughter as the stories continued, laughing along with him and lost track of time until his phone went off.

M: Hey I have to stay a little late but I'll be there soon.

Taz looked down at his friend, laughing so hard he almost couldn't breathe, wide smile on his face and quickly made a decision.

T: Don't worry about it, I can head back to Helsinki tomorrow.

He wasn't going anywhere now.