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e-nonsense ยท 2 days ago
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WAIT PAUSE YK THOSE LIKE BIKER BF GF PICS? THATS SO JASON TODD CORE BSFFR
Yk that girl on tiktok that basically engraved ppls noodz onto like hoodies and keyrings? Yeah she did one onto a hoodie for a couple that were on each other and facing each other with the gf on the bf's lap and I immediately thought of Jason Todd and his motorbike he would so do that with his Pookie ๐Ÿ˜
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surprisingly itโ€™d been jasonโ€™s idea to do this. he grinned stupidly when he asked, and youโ€™d rolled your eyes before agreeing โ€” how could you say no when he seemed so excited?
โ€œi want one of you naked on my bike,โ€ jason blurted out, eyes dragging down your body shamelessly.
โ€œwhat?โ€ you raise a brow at your boyfriend.
โ€œnaked on my bike.โ€ he didnโ€™t seem the least bit ashamed of himself, just needy.
โ€œiโ€™ve got a vision princess, your tits pressed against the handles with that pretty arch, weโ€™d take the picture from the side so i can see it, all on a keychain.โ€
โ€œi thought we were gonna get one together.โ€
โ€œwe will, promise.โ€
โ€œif you get a naked one, i want a naked one.โ€
โ€œoh yeah, deal.โ€
so you did it, the pose he wanted. tits spilling over the handles of his pretty red motorcycle. he grinned at the little gasp you let out when he forced your back into an arch, rubbing your clit against the fine leather. โ€œthatโ€™s it, princess. just like i imagined. prettier iโ€™d say.โ€
it was the middle off the night, the time he usually got off patrol so the place was deserted enough for this. he pulled he phone out. โ€œiโ€™m a little jealous that someone else is gonna see this.โ€
he snapped the picture, this one was for his keychain.
he was next, you pulled one of his big hoodies over to cover yourself you as you two headed back inside, you had an idea for your keychain.
he laughed as you ordered his clothes to be taken off while you retrieved something. his helmet and red string. he was sat on the couch, cock hard and up. โ€œyou can fix this later, right princess?โ€ he grinned at the hungry look in your eyes.
โ€œmhm,โ€ you hum, blinking quickly to snap yourself out of it. you place his helmet down in front of his length, hiding it from view. he seemed to take the hint, his hand coming down to hold it for your picture.
legs wide open, big arms pressed to his sides as you tied the string around him as if the weak thread would be any use against him, but he let you be.
you took the picture quickly, eager to be on top of him to take your couple one. setting the phone down, you set a timer for the picture, shedding the hoodie while he eased you down onto his cock.
the picture was taken in seconds. and safe to say jason turned the video recording on and fucked you in front of the flashing camera.
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buckyalpine ยท 1 day ago
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I love Bucky loving his body. I love Bucky loved by the team. I love Bucky having his happy ending with a family. Imagine Bucky lounging around the sofa with his little baby girl tucked in his arm, her sweet face covered in frosting after smothering half of her cupcake onto her cheeks. The icing is bright red just like Tony's suit and it's his birthday party afterall, so everything is in full swing. Most of the cupcake is squished between her fingers, very little actually making it into her mouth but Bucky doesn't mind. He chuckles, watching her with heart eyes as she happily smears it onto his crisp white shirt, babbling and cooing, now sucking her thumb.
He is absolutely unbothered by this, all he sees is his happy little baby with her cheeky smile licking up all the frosting just like her mama. While Bucky couldn't care less about his shirt, a few others certainly did.
"Better get dunk that shirt into a bucket of tide pens Barnes" Clint snorted.
"Actually the quicker you get it off, the less likely it is to stain. Take it off now" Tony's voice went from fatherly advice to a seductive growl making Bucky's face twist in amusement, pink starting to color his cheeks.
"Yeah, give the little munchkin to y/n and take it off. Cause of the stain" Nat agreed, cocking an eyebrow. You giggled watching the scene unfold before you, your husband growing bashfully shy.
"Can't hurt punk" Steve shrugged and Bucky's eyes nearly popped out of his head until he realized his best friend had been nursing a rather large glass of Asgardian mead. Tipsy Steve was always a little bit of a pervert...
"I-
"For the stain"
"I think you just want me to take my shirt off" Bucky huffed while you grinned, giving his cheek a peck before taking your little princess in your arms.
"Can't blame them handsome, c'mon, show em' how lucky I am" you whisper and that sells it. Couldn't hurt and since they were all asking...
"Just take it off!" Nat howled with a wink, a bunch of whistles when Bucky sighed, indulging the team a little. He unbuttons his shirt and hands it off to a genuinely concerned Sam who would normally make sure the shirt got sent to the cleaners but this is too good so he throws it into a bucket of cold water and is back within seconds.
"Good God"
"Jesus"
"You look fuckin' good terminator"
"Alright, alright" Bucky holds his hands up, unable to stop the way his ears are bright red, shaking his head when you blow him a kiss making him blush more.
"Body shots!"
"What?"
"Yes"
Tony's eyes glimmer with excitement, and Bucky snorts, loving the way you egg him on, his daughter also squealing with excitement.
"Go on Sarge, y'know you look good"
He lies down on the bar table, surrounded by just the team, abs beautifully flexed as Nat pours a generous amount of some type of alcohol right on his belly button.
"When else will we get this lucky" She says with a playful smirk while Steve cracks his knuckles.
"Why are you cracking your knuckles, what the hell do you plan on-
"ME FIRST" He doesn't give anyone a chance, face planting himself into Bucky's tummy, his lips sealed, drinking every bit of the burning liquor with a satisfied hum.
"How much has he had to drink"
"Who cares, me next"
"I think you've licked enough of my husband"
"You get him all the time, don't be greedy"
"That cute little chubby ball of frosting and giggles is enough evidence you get him every which way, besides isn't there another one cooking, y'can't have any now git"
"Blink twice if you need help"
"Bro looks like an angel"
"Why aren't you blinking"
"Crafted by the heavens"
"You like this, don't you"
Bucky can't help but chuckle, surrounded by idiots. Drunk idiots. His wife. His baby girl. Another little one on the way. All who love him. Would protect him. Life was good.
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gabbytbll ยท 2 days ago
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๐˜๐€๐๐ƒ๐„๐‘๐„ ๐’๐˜๐‹๐”๐’ ๐๐’๐…๐–
๐–๐€๐‘๐๐ˆ๐๐†'๐’ โš : ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐ฌ๐ž๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ญ/๐๐š๐ซ๐ค ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ ๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ค.
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๐Œ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ ๐“๐š๐  ๐’๐ก๐ž๐ž๐ญ
๐๐Ž๐“๐„'๐’ โ•ฐโ”ˆโžค: ๐๐จ๐ฐ ๐ข ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐ง'๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐š๐œ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐›๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข ๐๐จ ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ž ๐ฎ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ข ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž๐ง. ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž๐ฌ. ๐’๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐Ž๐Ž๐‚! ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ฌ๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ. ๐ˆ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ข๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š๐œ๐œ๐ข๐๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข๐๐ค ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐š๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ข๐ญ ๐š๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง ๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ข ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐ญ.
๐‘ต๐’๐’˜ ๐’‘๐’๐’‚๐’š๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ - ๐‘จ๐’๐’ˆ๐’†๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’š ๐‘ด๐’‚๐’”๐’”๐’Š๐’—๐’† ๐‘จ๐’•๐’•๐’‚๐’„๐’Œ
๐ƒ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ž๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐›๐ฒ @k1ssyoursister ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž ๐ ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐กโ™ก
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เพโœš We all know he stalks you with mephistoย 24/7 from his stalking he has learned everything about you and i mean everything.
เพโœš He knows what you like to eat the most so he will randomly buy food for you whenever he feels like u didn't eat enough.
เพโœš He is a VERY possessive man, so whenever he sees a guy or girl flirting with you then their usually dead by tomorrow for messing with his darling without his permission.
เพโœš He hates to make you scared of him but if he has to do something you don't like he throws that thought out the window to do what he thinks is best for his darling.
เพโœš You know not to go on dates with people but whenever sylus makes you mad, you disobey him to get back at him for something he did.
เพโœš He favorite punishment method is tying you up to the bed post and leaving you for hours with a vibrator teasing you while he leaves to go do work or he just sits there and watches you while playing with the settings to the vibrator on his phone.
เพโœš You know the rules he has set in place for you and he KNOW'S you like breaking them so every time you break a rule, he finds out different ways to punish you.
เพโœš This guy is the type of guy to break your legs if you try to leave him, he just loves his darling so much he can't help it.
เพโœš He would never force you to have sex with him, but he will get more needy and clingy until you give in to him.
เพโœš One of his favorite things to do in bed is to eat your pussy that man gets pussy drunk from how good you taste on his tongue, it's one of his favorite flavors he said.
เพโœš He would most definitely get your name tattooed on his chest or abs he doesn't care if you like it or not because he loves it.
เพโœš He can be submissive for you if you like him like that, but he prefers being dominate and in control of things.
เพโœš He loves how his dick can make you turn into a dumb whore, he likes to take videos of you like that and then show you later to embarrass you.
เพโœš Whenever you would be possessive back he would get instantly turned on he thinks you look so hot whenever your mad someone flirts with him.
เพโœš He loves to mark you anyway he can to show that you belong to him and no one else, he marks you in places you know you can't hide like under your chin or near your ear.
เพโœš When you got kidnapped by his enemy's, he started a war with the people who kidnapped or hurt you and of course he won just for you.
เพโœš Will have sex with you ANYWHERE he doesn't care about public decency when it comes to you, would kill anyone who seen you while you and him have sex cause only he can see you like that.
เพโœš He would kill anyone just because you said so or complained about them, he can't have his darling sad about what another person did to you that's a no no for him.
เพโœš You know how much he's obsessed with you, and you use it to your advantage sometimes because you love how he would do ANYTHING for you and i mean anything.
เพโœš He loves to take you on random expensive dates to whatever he feels like would impress you the most or what you love to do, from a sky restaurant to a massage place.
เพโค๏ธŽ " p- please slow d- down sylus" you said while arching your back, trying to run from his rough thrust's. He let out a breathy chuckle while watching you struggle from his rough pace " but darling you love it so much- i can feel you clench around me so tight" he said with a groan. You run your hands up his body to wrap your arms around his head to hold onto something. "ughnn please i c- cant" you said, eyes rolling into the back of your head. You clench around his dick as you have your third orgasm of the night. He lets out a small moan. "yesss good girl, cum on my dick" He groaned, words breathy. He started to move his head down to suck on your abused nipples. Your leg's give out as they start to shake around his hips from the overstimulation.
He grabs your hips and starts slamming you back against him making him go even deeper. The sounds of wet skin slapping fill's the hot air. You start moaning louder close to another orgasm. "I'm going to ungh cum ah- again" you said, out of breath. His thrusts turn irregular the more he gets close to his own release. "Fuck darling you're so tight you're going to cut my dick off" Sylus said, teeth grinding together he thinks he can taste metal.
His pace gets more desperate the more he thrusts into you. You start to lose your mind from how deep his is in you, you swear you can feel him in your womb. "Fuckk- ah- i'm cumming ugnh darling~" Sylus said, words slurring as his vison turns white for a couple seconds. It's like something snapped. You let out a loud moan as liquid squirted out from around his dick trying to push his dick out from your tight hole. You whole world turns white from pleasure. He lets out a groan from overstimulation, he almost cum's again from how tight you feel around him.
As you slowly come back down from pleasure you see him above you with a smug smirk. You ignore that look and tried to move from out of his hold to go clean up. "Aww don't be embarrassed darling it was rly hot" he said, with a breathy chuckle. You ignored his remark and tried to get up from the bed to stand up but failed. You let out a sigh "can you help me please" You said in a small voice. He gets up to help you to the bathroom to clean the both of you up.
๐“๐‡๐„ ๐„๐๐ƒ
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โœง๐“๐จ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž,๐ซ๐ž๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐ , ๐š๐ง๐ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญโœง
๐ˆ ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ž๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ญ<๐Ÿ‘
ยฉ๏ธ ๐ ๐š๐›๐›๐ฒ๐ญ๐›๐ฅ๐ฅ. ๐๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐œ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฒ, ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐š๐œ๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ. ๐๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐œ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐œ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐ซ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ณ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง.
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clini-calia ยท 3 days ago
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It's tough. It is.
I'm a 30-year-old transgender man. From ages 16 to 23-ish, I was stuck in the alt-right pipeline, as well. I watched all that stupid bullshit with "feminists getting owned!!!1!" and what the fuck ever else. I think what pushed me towards it was how people on Tumblr used to be upset over EVERYTHING and would belittle me for my masculinity. I remember seeing a post that had a gif of a scene from some anime, I dunno which one, and it was of a naked girl laying down. People were complaining about her breasts not being realistic - it wasn't the size, it was that they weren't sagging or drooping, and that men need to be portrayed with rock hard dicks that never soften or whatever. But I was just sitting there thinking, "She's laying down... lol. Gravity is literally pushing her breasts against her chest, not pulling them down."
Anyway. Posts like that, but they got worse. I've had a lot of people on the left question my gender. "Why would you want to be a man? Women are the better choice." "I don't know why you'd want to do that, why give up your femininity?" I got into a small argument with a woman once on it, basically saying that it felt like trans men weren't really counted much and were largely ignored in the trans community, along with non binary people, who are usually just treated as "Women Lite." She got so angry that she told me, "You probably just wanna be a guy because you're too ugly to get one for yourself."
That's what tipped me over to the right for a bit. Until I realized they cared even less about me and that if given the chance, well. What happened on November 5th would happen, and they'd look for any excuse to strip me of my rights.
For cis, straight, white men it's not so easy to get out of. They're welcomed with open arms, there's no looming threat of having their rights taken away. So the pull of some "brotherhood" is more enticing. I was groomed and sexually assaulted by a man, but I was also sexually assaulted and groomed by a woman. I'll always believe that, no matter what, humans are just humans. White, black, gay, straight, trans, cis, man, woman - humans. And humans can be good, and they can also fucking suck. So I'll never say "all men are trash" or "all women are garbage" or anything like it ever again.
I see men's issues with mental health. I wish they would understand that it's the patriarchy that ultimately fuels those issues, and I wish some women would see how they also contribute to it. I see a lot of younger women these days placing men's entire values on their income, their careers, their appearances, what they can buy for them... I've seen a tweet of dudes just chilling and playing video games, showing off Pokemon cards or some shit and a woman quote retweeted it and said, "Men used to fight in wars. ๐Ÿ™„" Yeah. That'll stop toxic masculinity - tell men they're not real men unless they go to war and give up what makes them happy. Nice...
The patriarchy hurts women by enforcing the idea that they are to submit to men's wishes, stay at home, clean, cook, have babies. That's all women are allowed to experience.
The patriarchy hurts men by enforcing the idea that they are to overwork themselves, abandon any non traditional masculine interests and basic human emotions in favor of that work, and go to fight and possibly die in wars.
These ideals were put into place as soon as different tribes, races, countries and so on realized that, "Oh. There's OTHER types of people, and I want to be the most powerful and rich so they don't take what I have. Hmm. Better make sure women can only spit out plenty of babies and that plenty of those babies are men to be my soldiers and workforce."
If you're a man that supports any of those ideas, fuck you. If you're a woman that supports any of those ideas, fuck you, too. I'm sick and tired of generalizing people. I'm sick and tired of having to give up pieces of ourselves in order to put more money in billionaire's pockets. I'm sick and tired of men being told they're "too feminine" to be a man over being into stuff like sewing, baking, dolls, fashion, cozy games and I'm tired of seeing women being told they're "too masculine" to be a woman for being into coding, mechanical work, FPS games, science and I'm tired of seeing non binary people being told they're too much of one or the other to be non binary.
I'm tired of seeing men put down other men for having a fucking emotion other than anger or goddamn numbness. I'm tired of seeing women put down other women for being more attractive or not attractive enough. Just... stupid, petty bullshit that should have been over and done with decades ago, why the fuck are we STILL here?
It's tough. Because I love men and care deeply about men. But I also don't think we need to baby them and pat them on the back and say, "It's OK that you joined a fascist group of people that openly and proudly call themselves Nazis." And if a man ever tells me or any woman or AFAB person that it's "your body, my choice," I will grab the nearest blunt object I can get my hands on and beat the snot, shit, and blood out of them.
But I do think we need to work harder at not alienating our CIS, straight, white, male allies. We need to stop generalizing everybody and correct our language when talking about people. And we especially need to make it clear that the alt-right only seeks to divide for their own benefit, not for anyone else's. It's money and power that they want. Men, unless you are wealthy, you are just a vote and a pawn to them, nothing else. We need Democrats in the USA to stop rolling over and blowing kisses to Republicans in the hopes that they'll play nice and cut us some slack. It's not going to happen, not in meaningful numbers. And we NEED to crack down harder on alt-right online spaces. I don't give a fuck no more, get rid of that shit, I don't care if it's seen as too extreme or censorship, if you give these dangerous people a place to commune and feel safe with their harmful ideologies, then it WILL spill over into other spaces. And parents of young children: you need to BE BETTER at monitoring what your kids are seeing and doing online. Take it from someone who no-lifes online games: they are going into these spaces and saying heinous, horrible shit. They are being groomed, they are saying slurs and sexually harassing women, they are even seeking sexual attention and guidance from adults and strangers, and some of those adults are sick enough to take them up on their offers. One little trip into a few public instances of games like VRChat will be all the proof you need. I love the Internet, I really do, but I also see how its anonymity has done harm to us and has severely damaged how young people interact with each other, online and offline.
Anyway, sorry that was so long. I've been pissed the fuck off since I saw that Trump "won" the election and this shit has been on my mind for years, just even more so now.
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I couldn't have said it better myself.
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โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๏น™๐ŸŽง๏นšyour sister, daniela, has always told her friends to back off of you, no matter what, telling them you're supposedly "off-limits." however, while intoxicated, you and sophia kiss each other, leaving tension burning between the two of youโ€”until the next time you visit your family alongside dani's members.
pairing. sophia laforteza x f!r genre. fluff wc. 2.5k+ notes. 4 @secretcessy >< & karina from aespa mention + for the lore dani isn't an only child ๐Ÿค—!!!! made ts way too long oops. ( MASTERLIST )
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LYING ON YOUR BED OF YOUR DORM ROOM shared with one of your friends, incessant notifications blaring from your phone abruptly interrupts you from your nap. you huff at the irritating sound, unlocking your phone swiftly, only to be met by series of notifications from your sister.
fuck.
god was she oddly skilled at being annoying and bothersome. raising your eyebrows, you rub your eyes, trying to focus on her texts, as they merely appeared to be random blobs of words in-between. your thumbs hover over the keyboard, debating on how to respond to her.
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plopping your phone on your bed, you huff, sitting up in a fetal position. "guess it's time to start packing," you murmur under your breath, before getting up.
you knew daniela was rightโ€”per usual, as much as you hated to admit it. it'd been at least a few months since you last saw her and roughly a year since both you and daniela were with your family at one time. maybe it wouldn't be so bad being back home with daniela.
grunting, you begrudgingly pull your closet door open, dragging whichever luggage you saw first. accidentally slamming the closet door too loudly to your roommate's taste, you hear words in scorn being hollered from across the dorm.
"stop closin' the doors so loudly!" you hear your roommate snort, as she leans against the door frame, a toothy grin tugging the corners of her lips.
"fine, whatever, jimin," you mutter in response, rolling your eyes, as the korean girl watches your face distort into one of disdain, making her giggle.
"what are you even packing for? the break just started," karina raises her eyebrows, "you like, never have anything to do for break." she teases, her arms crossing against her chest, before she saunters over to you.
"got forced by dani to visit our family," you shrug, as karina clicks her tongue, shaking her head.
"you need to pack better; you're folding your clothes too big to fit enough outfits into your suitcase," she critiques, a chuckle escaping her breath, as her hands reach over to some of your clothes, folding them compactly.
you nudge her playfully, "c'mon! give me a break, i just got told i have to visit by dani!" you dramatically sigh, leaning against the wall.
"at least she's paying for your flight, right?" karina shrugs, as her movements are precise while helping you pack, nudging you on the shoulder, "maybe you'll meet somebody new while visitingโ€”somebody who'll deal with your impulsive decisions," she teases.
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to your surprise, rather than the visit consisting of you and daniela, it was the two of you and her members. you had only realized once you entered your parents' house, a luggage being dragged by your hand, and there were five other girls besides daniela sat on the couch, all chattering.
it wasn't like you weren't acclimated to hanging out with them; they were somewhat your friends too, but mainly through daniela. the only girl you'd known out of the bunch was sophiaโ€”mainly because, the first time you guys partied together with dani and everybody else, all drunk and hammered, the two of you kissed.
to be truthful, you could remember that moment vividly, the memory still clear as day to youโ€”the way her hands cupped your jaw all snug and secure, to the way a wide grin played on her face. and to be even more truthful, right after that moment, you held an irrevocable affinity for her, leaving you in an odd predicament.
you awkwardly wave, hoping sophia coincidentally forgot about that low moment in time, before dani suddenly gets up, parading you around.
you nudge the latina playfully, a groan erupting from her throat, as your eyebrows furrow, "when did you guys even arrive? it's only like 10 in the mornin'!"
"we just wanted to be early," she shrugs, her arms instantly reaching towards your luggage, "c'mon, i'll get you settled down! i have so much shit to tell you, y'know."
you nod, a giggle escaping your breath, as you let the latina lead you to your guys' old bedroom, while her members continued to chatter, teasing insults thrown every few moments.
your eyes scan across your old bedroom, a sigh driving from your lips "shit, it's been a while, hasn't it?" a sense of nostalgia hitting you, as you recall all the times you've argued with dani over your guys' room and who "owns" which side.
the blonde-haired girl nods, her arm wrapping around your neck to your shoulder, as she leans into you, mumbling, "yeah, it sure has been."
a giggle escapes your breath, as you unlock your suitcase, unpacking some of your clothes out. "where's mom and dad anyway?"
"they went grocery shoppingโ€”wanted to go all out this year since we're visiting at the same time with the rest, too," daniela meekly replies, as she helps you pack, a hint of a teasing smile playing on her face. pulling out a book, a series of laughs escapes her breath, "no fuckin' way!"
"whatโ€”i have studying to do 'cause you made me book a flight last minute!" you retaliate, nudging the girl playfully, as you huff.
"okay, fine, fine! that was uncalled for," daniela begrudgingly admits, as she continues to help you unpack.
while you two work on getting everything out of your luggage, dani drops random, interesting facts from drama that often leave your jaw dropped. at one point, you couldn't help but wonder where daniela gets all this information from. giggles escape your guys' room, bouncing off the walls.
"anyway, we plan on just hangin' out and stuff, then dinner with mom and dad," the latina lists out the agenda, as you two finish unpacking.
you nod, "good, good. just, y'know, i've barely met your friends."
"you'll like themโ€”i can guarantee you that," dani chuckles, as she spots a gift-box with a small tag reading "for: daniela," sitting in the corner of your suitcase, a mischievous smile painting her face.
"no fuckin' way!" the latina exclaims, immediately pulling you in for a hug with her ring-clad hand holding firmly onto the gift-box, "seriously!"
you nod, a grin playing on your face, "what kind of sister would i be if i didn't wanna celebrate your new album!"
"you missed me, didn't you?" she teases, prodding at your cheek, as she flicks your forehead next. you retaliate, nudging her shoulder.
"as if, loser."
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sprawled out on your bed with books accompanying you, you cradle a textbook in your lap, tapping against your sheets while fidgeting with your fingers. your head pounds with tension, as you card a hand through your hair.
fuck, in no shape or form were you gonna be able to read all of these pages in time for your finals.
you rub your temples before simultaneously reading over the textbook and typing in small summaries of each section on your laptop, humming to the hushed audio of your spotify in the background.
hearing your door click open, your head snaps to that direction, meeting a familiar face. in your sight stood sophia laforteza scanning you as well. you raise your eyebrows, confusion noticeably washing over your features.
"do you need anything?" you murmur, your voice barely audible, as your eyes scrutinize her features and attire, your demeanor now awkwardโ€”especially with the way she looked effortlessly drop-dead gorgeous.
heat subtly curls at your cheeks, as you wait for the filipino girl to answer, sophia equally as confused.
"sorry, i was trying to look for the bathroom, and dani said it was down the hall," sophia tries to explain, shifting her weight to one foot.
"yeah, 's further down the hallโ€”a door down the hall, actually," you point to down the hall from your bed, before returning to your crammed-in studying habits.
"y/n, right?" the filipino asks, a small, awkward smile tugging at the corners of her lips. she leans against the door-frame, no longer meekly standing.
you nod, "mhm. didn't you need to go to the bathroom thoufh?" you murmur, barely sparing the girl another glance.
sophia mumbles an inaudible curse under her breath. "you're right," she says flatly, before muttering out a swift apology and gingerly closing your door.
what a weird interaction, you thought. nonetheless, you presume on cranking open your textbook, huffing at seeing big blobs of texts that you felt disdain reading.
meanwhile, with sophia's back plastered against the bathroom wall, she grunts inaudibly under her breath, sinking down to the tiled floor. god, how could she be so infatuated by you, a girl who barely paid her any mind? the filipino girl could feel her head twisting with tension from your lack of response.
fuck was she crazily awestruck for you.
and so, for the next few days of the visit, sophia couldn't help but feel her self-control slipping rapidly, despite daniela's repetitive warning that you, in particular, were "off-limits."
the filipino girl tosses and turns while lying on the guest room's bed, eventually settling back to her back plastered against the sheets, staring up at the ceiling. constantly, the same embarrassing moment of you two kissing while drunk taints her mind, flickering in it every few seconds. rubbing her temples and eyes in hopes every single little thought including you would dissipate, she sits up.
"she's your best friend's sisterโ€”what are you doing?" the thought soon sounding like a bunch of random words strung together.
looking to her sides, sophia notices the rest were all knocked out, hushed snores escaping their lips. to her left, lara and manon were fast asleep, while to her right, megan and yoonchae were sound asleep as well, their laptop still blaring cartoons.
the filipino girl takes one last look around, before she stood up, gingerly opening and shutting the door. her eyes scan the hallways, as she tip-toes to your room.
you hear faint, soft knocks against your wooden door, and crinkling your eyes almost like crescent moons, you reluctantly get up. cracking the door open just a bit, your eyes widen at the sight of the filipino girl standing.
"jesusโ€”it's 1 in the mornin'," you whisper-shout, as you open the door completely, shock and frustration littering your featured. you motion your hands forwards and backwards, beckoning the girl to rush in.
"my bad, pretty," her newfound confidence makes your heart skip, as your cheeks flush. she gives you teasing glances, her slight giggle reaching your ears.
in disbelief, you mumble, "whatโ€”"
"please? i know we kissed, when we were drunk; don't tell me we didn't," the filipino girl desperately whispers, her gaze softening at your lips. throwing you an ear-to-ear smile, sophia's eyes flicker to your shoulder, a subtle, non-verbal signal, as you nod.
her arms entangle themselves around your waist, earning a muffled curse from you. her fingers trace your back gently, almost cautious to not be too prying towards you.
"just, a few seconds longer," sophia whispers against your ear, and you couldn't help but feel your resolve crumble, knowing that you, yourself, wanted the filipino girl to stay, too.
"we- we're going to get caught; dani's gonna know you're down here," you warn, cautious to get caught with your sister's best friend in your bedroom. however, your words deeply betray your actions, as your arms were on autopilot, wrapping around the girl's neck.
"what's so bad 'bout that? c'mon, ease upโ€”just a bit," sophia coaxes, her touch gentle and soft against your waist, as she draws patterns.
"is it really worth the risk?" you tilt your head, barely able to hold back a chuckle at how careless the filipino girl was. your eyes linger on her face, making her softly hum.
sophia sighs before grinning, "you're worth more than getting scolded by dani," she drawls out, her face full of apprehension and enthusiasm, so much that you wonder how her words make your knees weaken a bit.
she had you pressing your lips together, fighting back between a smile like a high school girl. one of her hands moves to interlace itself with one of yours, the delicate feeling of her thumbs brushing up against your knuckles leaving you melted.
"maybe, i guess you're right," you admit begrudgingly, pausing before continuing, "but- i mean, don't you think 's a little reckless? you're gonna be busy promoting with the girls at one point."
the filipino girl meekly shrugs, before swiftly mumbling, "it's worth the funโ€”you know that, and i know that. promise i'll have time for you."
the sincerity laced in her words only made your blood rush and chains of shivers rush down your spine. maybeโ€”just maybeโ€”this wasn't just a fleeting moment to her, not just something to have fun with, and was more so, something sophia wanted to hold onto, for eternity.
"what if we're not ready? what if-" you murmur, making sophia break into a small pout at your words, before she cuts you off.
"i could never be willing to let you go anyway," the filipina whispers, searching for reassurance in your gaze. she nods, her thumb brushing against your cheek, as you eased under her touch.
"and besides, there's just somethin' about youโ€”something i can't figure out. yet, it makes everything with you special."
and for the first time in your life, you were rendered speechless by her pure bluntnessโ€”the way she said everything that could make heat curl at your cheeks even more, in meek sentences.
"fuck, sophia," you mumble against the crook of the filipina's neck, before continuing, "i- fine, just, we can't tell daniโ€”not yet."
sophia gives you a slight nod, as her hands find its way to your hair, entangling them, "yeah- yeah, whatever you wantโ€”just tell me your boundaries."
locking eyes with her, the prominent sense of familiarity and comfort in her gaze makes your knees buckle, the girl practically giving you heart-eyes.
"can i?" the filipina asks, her voice light-hearted and gentle. you nod, almost eagerly before sophia leans in, closing the gap between you two. her plush lips immediately crash against yours, capturing your lips in a kiss that was anything but gentle. it was as though she was ready for this momentโ€”ready to gain redemption from the first kiss.
you shudder against her kisses, as you guys pull awayโ€”only to catch your guys' breath. before you could continue, a muffled, low voice blares through the hallways.
"sophia? are you still in the kitchen?" daniela calls out, trying to be as quiet as possible to not disturb the rest. the latina couldn't help but be suspicious and skeptical due to how long sophia supposedly spent at the kitchen.
both of you still in your movements, her hands resting on her chest to gently push her away. a cheeky smile plays on sophia's grin before she whispers against your ears.
"that's my cue to go," she plants a haste kiss against your cheek, then to your forehead gently. her eyes scan your waist that was snaked with her arms around it, as she reluctantly slides them offโ€”the girl evidently disappointed at having to leave so soon.
"bye, pretty."
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we're kissing in the bathroom, girl, and, uh
i hope nobody catch us
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greengoblinswifey ยท 3 days ago
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Only Yoursโ€” Fratboy!Nicholas Chavez x Fem!Reader
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summaryโ€” based on this request.
warningsโ€” jealous!reader, possessive!reader, sub!nicholas, ass slapping and grabbing, praise kink, marking, choking, hair pulling, overstimulation, oral, begging, unprotected sex, creampie, fluff
You had agreed to go to the party, but only because your boyfriend asked you to. Frat parties werenโ€™t usually your scene, but the way Nicholasโ€™ eyes had lit up when he asked you had made it impossible to say no. And besides, having his hand on you while you danced together, his fingers resting on your hip and sometimes wandering to squeeze your ass, made it all worth it.
At one point, you left him to go to the bathroom and grab a drink. You got caught up chatting with a friend, which took a bit longer than you expected. When you turned back toward where you left Nicholas, your heart sank a little. A group of three girls had surrounded him, clearly flirting and trying to get his attention. One was pulling on his hand, another had her hand on his shoulder, and the third was leaning in way too close, laughing a little too loudly.
You watched as he tried to politely shrug them off, his expression nervous. He looked around, clearly uncomfortable but not wanting to be rude. You could see him saying something that must have hinted at you because all three girls suddenly glanced over in your direction. They seemed disappointed but finally backed off, one even winking at him before walking away.
When you made your way over to him, he turned and saw you, his eyes widening. โ€œIโ€”oh my god, I am so sorry, I didnโ€™t know what to do! I tried to tell them, really, but they just kept going and I- I didnโ€™t want to be rudeโ€”โ€
โ€œNicholas,โ€ you interrupted softly, reaching up to touch his arm. โ€œI know. I know youโ€™re innocent and I know it wasnโ€™t your fault.โ€ You could feel your heart pounding a little, not just from the jealousy that had been building but from how sweet he looked, his face all worried. His cheeks flushed as he took in your words.
The party eventually died down, and you both left to head back to your dorm room, Nicholas still looking at you guiltily every few minutes as you walked. โ€œI swear, I tried to tell them right away. I didnโ€™t even know what to do when they got so close like that.โ€
โ€œNicholas,โ€ you cut him off with a sigh, squeezing his hand. โ€œItโ€™s fine. Youโ€™re sweet for worrying, but really, you didnโ€™t do anything wrong.โ€ He could still sense something simmering under the surface.
He gave you a relieved smile but still looked a bit nervous. โ€œI just, I donโ€™t want you to think I was interested in them. I only have eyes for you.โ€
As you both got settled in your room, Nicholas seemed to sense there was still something lingering between you two. He watched you carefully, brow furrowed a little as if he was trying to read your mind. โ€œHey, uh, are you jealous?โ€ he asked quietly, giving you a knowing look. He knew you far too well for you to brush it off.
You sighed, unable to hold back the truth. โ€œMaybe just a little.โ€
He blinked in surprise, clearly not expecting that. โ€œYou? Jealous?โ€
โ€œYeah,โ€ you admitted, trying not to laugh at the way he seemed genuinely stunned. โ€œBut honestly, itโ€™s fine, because Iโ€™m the one who gets to be with you tonight. Not them.โ€
His cheeks flushed, and he looked down shyly, a small smile playing on his lips. โ€œI mean, thatโ€™s true.โ€
You leaned in close, your voice low and confident. โ€œAnd now Iโ€™m going to show you who you really belong to, because itโ€™s me, not any of those bitches, or anyone else.โ€
His breath hitched, and you could feel him tense a little, his eyes searching yours. Before he could say anything, you climbed into his lap, letting your hands trail up his shoulders. You captured his mouth in a slow, deep kiss, then moved down to his neck, leaving soft kisses and feeling his pulse quicken under your lips. You found the spot where he was most sensitive, and as you started to leave little marks along his skin, you could feel him shiver, his hands coming up to hold onto you, his breaths coming quicker.
He let out a quiet moan as you left a trail of kisses and a few dark red marks down his neck. โ€œWhen they see you tomorrow,โ€ you whispered with a smirk, โ€œtheyโ€™re going to know exactly who you belong to.โ€
As you held Nicholas close, you leaned in with a teasing smile. โ€œNow, be a good boy and take our clothes off,โ€ you whispered, watching his eyes go wide with anticipation. He started with you, his hands steady as he carefully helped you out of each piece, his gaze lingering with admiration. โ€œYouโ€™re so beautiful,โ€ he murmured, eyes soft as they traveled over you.
He reached for the hem of his own shirt, but you gently stopped him, meeting his gaze. โ€œLet me,โ€ you said firmly. โ€œNo one else is ever going to get to do this, just me. You belong to me.โ€
His breath caught, and he nodded, allowing you to take control, each piece of clothing removed with a deliberate slowness that made the anticipation build between you. When he was fully naked, you let him sink back, feeling his trust and warmth radiate as you knelt down in front of him.
You took ahold of his hard cock, stroking while you took him deep. His breaths grew shaky, and his hands instinctively gripped the sheets as you took your time, letting every reaction, every soft whimper he made, guide you.
โ€œTell me,โ€ you murmured between movements, voice low. โ€œWhoโ€™s making you feel good?โ€
โ€œYou are,โ€ he gasped, his voice barely above a whisper, his whole body shuddering under your touch.
โ€œFuck, and whoโ€™s the only one who can make you feel this good?โ€ you asked, sliding your mouth slowly off him.
โ€œAh- only- only you Y/N,โ€ he gasped. You felt his balls tighten and his fists gripped the sheets harder signaling he was close to his end.
โ€œNow be a good boy and cum for me.โ€
As he finally released, his eyes met yours with intensity. You leaned up, pressing a rough, lingering kiss to his lips, and felt him relax under your touch, his hands finding your tits as you both held each other close.
โ€œCan I eat your pussy?โ€ he asked, a pleading look in his eyes.
โ€œWhy do you think you deserve to taste me?โ€ you teased.
โ€œUmโ€” because I, uh, because I belong to you, you own me and I have to make you feel good, I want you to,โ€ he said, stuttering.
โ€œWow, youโ€™re learning. Well then get on your knees and do it.โ€
You switched positions, Nicholas going on his knees and you took his position in bed. You were soaked for him as he pried your legs open, marveling at the sight before him. He attached his mouth to your clit, sucking like he had a point to prove. He did. He was showing you he belonged to you. No other woman would feel what he was giving you.
โ€œThatโ€™s my good boy, donโ€™t stop baby,โ€ you moaned, your hips bucking and your hand gripping his hair roughly.
He winced at the pain as you dragged him by his hair on where you wanted his tongue but the pain was his pleasure. He sucked your clit with such ferocity, you couldnโ€™t hold back even if you wanted to.
โ€œYou make me feel so good, Iโ€™m gonna cum on your tongue baby,โ€ you whimpered.
You gripped his hair roughly, pressing his face against your pussy as it quivered and your release ripped through you. Panting, he sucked every drop of you, gripping under your thighs as your toes curled and his name was on your lips like a prayer.
You pulled him up by his neck as soon as your high subsided, your eyes locking with his. He gasped as you shoved him hard onto the bed, the intensity in your gaze made his pulse race. Though he was used to your dominant side, something in your movements tonight left him wide-eyed and blushing.
You climbed on top of him with a look that silenced any thoughts he might have had. โ€œLet this be a constant reminder,โ€ you murmured, running a finger down the dark red marks on his neck then resting your hand around it possessively, โ€œof who the fuck belong to.โ€ His face flushed, and he nodded, breathless, clearly under your spell.
As you sank onto him, his hands gripped your waist instinctively, holding on like heโ€™d fall apart otherwise. His gaze flickered between your eyes, filled with admiration and a hint of that familiar shyness.
You ignored the burning stretch you felt, bouncing roughly on his cock as his moans grew louder and louder.
โ€œB-baby, please s-slow down, god, Iโ€™m gonnaโ€”โ€
โ€œShut up and take it,โ€ you murmured, your hand squeezing his throat harder and making his head spin.
Your ass slammed onto his cock, the feeling making him gasp and plead, he wasnโ€™t going to last long.
โ€œPlease baby, Iโ€™m gonna cum,โ€ he sobbed.
โ€œYou donโ€™t cum unless I tell you to, take whatever I give you.โ€ He nodded his head frantically, not wanting to disobey you. Your hips moved in a circular motion driving him crazy as he focused all his energy on holding back the cum threatening to explode from his cock.
You licked the side of his face making his eyes roll back and he knew if you didnโ€™t tell him to cum soon, no matter how much he tried, he wouldnโ€™t be able to hold it.
โ€œOh fuck, you always stretch me so well,โ€ you moaned, your hips grinding on his cock.
He couldnโ€™t even form a sentence if he wanted to, all he could do was moan and sniffle, tears pricking the corner of his eyes as the pleasure become too much.
โ€œHold me Nick,โ€ you moaned.
He did as he was told and your body shook as you came all over his cock. The feeling of your juices drenching him made him sob and plead.
โ€œPlease Y/N, please, please, please baby, just let me cum, just this once,โ€ he begged.
You leaned down, your voice soft but firm. โ€œSince youโ€™re begging so nicely, cum inside me,โ€ you whispered, placing a soft bite along his jawline. He drew in a shaky breath, as if heโ€™d been waiting to hear that.
โ€œT-thank you, thank you so much, youโ€™re so incredible.
He moaned deeply, the sound going straight to your throbbing pussy and he squeezed your ass, bucking his hips up as he practically exploded inside you. He whimpered and sobbed, his cum seeming to be never ending. You didnโ€™t think he had ever cum that much in one sitting.
You held him close to you as he shivered underneath your touch, his cock still twitching and throbbing inside you.
โ€œWow, you came so much, my sweet boy, you did so good for me.โ€
You kissed all over his sweaty face, wiping the small tears that rolled down his cheeks as he stared at you in complete awe.
Easing off his cock, you both gasped and he watched as his cum oozed out of your pussy. You lay beside him, bringing his head onto your chest and he held you close, his breathing slowly going back to normal.
โ€œI definitely know who owns me now,โ€ he chuckled breathlessly, โ€œand mโ€™sorry again, Iโ€™ll do more next time.โ€
You only responded with a smile, kissing his forehead then his lips, a silent acceptance.
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strawberrykidneystone ยท 2 days ago
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lend an arm
summary: youโ€™re a mechanic who sevika refused to work with until one day she comes back with her arm ripped off
a/n: idk if the title makes sense but itโ€™s a play on lend a hand but yk,,, she lost her whole arm๐Ÿ˜‹
tags: fluff, banter, mention of hooking up, less spicy than i thought it was gonna be whoops, smoking
ty anon for the request!!!
ao3 version
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when you were hired as silcoโ€™s handyman, you imagined you would be working with sevika a lot to add upgrades to her arm, fix her arm after combat, etc. etc.
nope.
quite the opposite. you were met with the cold shoulder every time, a gruff out โ€˜i can do it myselfโ€™ before she stomps off to the corner of silcoโ€™s office to tinker with her arm. youโ€™re sure thereโ€™s a masturbation joke there somewhere, but you havenโ€™t quite thought of a clever enough one to say aloud.
did you hook up with her a few times? yes. was it your proudest moment? no, but damn was it good.
given that, most of your time was spent with jinx, albeit sometimes more than youโ€™d like. you love the girl to bits, but sometimes she can be a bitโ€ฆ much. still, you liked her music taste and you got on well enough, not to mention her inventions were quite clever, not that youโ€™d ever say it to her; she's already got quite the ego.
still, the blue haired girl was still family or whatever youโ€™d call it. you knew she was still sneaking into her lab and pretended to be none the wiser, but youโ€™re pretty sure that she knew you knew.
although sevika refused your help, you couldnโ€™t help but notice how sheโ€™d glance up every time she tweaked something on her arm, as if she were searching for approval from you. youโ€™d make eye contact with her and glance down at what sheโ€™d fixed, giving an approving nod or shaking your head depending on what she did. each time you nodded, youโ€™d swear you saw a blush creep up her ears. if you shook your head though, sheโ€™d scowl and vigorously undo her work and redo it until either she was satisfied with it or look to get your approval again. it was a cute little game you two would play, but you knew youโ€™d be able to make the fixes about 10x faster if she would only let you.
and the silco died.
with nowhere else to go and determined not going to join any side in the turf war for the lanes, that left you the last drop where youโ€™d been sleeping on the couch in his old office. damn, you still couldnโ€™t believe that he was gone. sure he was an asshole most of the time, but he was one of the people and at least tried to keep give shithole of the undercity some sort of organization.
whatever, at least his couch was comfy.
you were tinkering with one of jinxโ€™s old chompers in silcoโ€™s office when sevika came barreling in. you jumped a bit from the slam of the door and looked at the panting figure in the doorway. she had her poncho covering the front of her body, but the lumpiness under the cloth alarmed you that something was wrong. she wordlessly walked past you and threw her poncho off to the side, revealing her flesh arm holding her mechanical arm under her armpit. the gears sticking out of the stump of her mechanical arm told you that someone had ripped it out, and she was pissed.
she slammed her arm on the table and grumbled to herself, grabbing a flathead screwdriver from the table of her former bossโ€™ desk. she stabbed the head in and cursed under her breath, muttering something about a โ€˜pink haired bratโ€™ as she attempted to fix her mechanical limb. she spent a good 10 minutes trying to fix the arm with her one good hand. you minded your business and kept your eyes on your book, studying about the latest technology in the upper city, hextech.
until you heard it. she sighed and turned around, leaning her back against the table, saying something quietly in your direction. you lifted your head and tilted it questioningly to the side, ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝwhat was that?โ€
sevika huffed and dragged her hand down her face, โ€œcan you fix my arm?โ€
a small grin crept up your lips, oh you were gonna have fun with this, โ€œwhatโ€™s the magic word?โ€
sevika deadpanned at you and rolled her eyes, but was too tired to argue, โ€œโ€ฆplease.โ€
you clapped your hands together and happily stood up, โ€œyes! iโ€™ve been waiting for this!โ€
you basically pushed her aside as you quickly got to work on her arm, trying to undo as much damage as you could. after about an hour, you were able to restore basic function in the arm, but one good punch could make the whole thing fall apart all over again. you straightened up and looked around the room to see where she had gone, you really fell into your own world as you worked. looking around, you saw her on the couch fixated down, the same area where your ass had been only moments before. you cleared your throat which seemed to snap her out of her trance, her head snapping up to meet your eyes.
you held her arm up and gestured for her to come over. she scrambled up to meet you at your side, holding her arm out expectantly. brushing past her, you attached her arm back on with a satisfying โ€˜clickโ€™ at it latched into place. you took a step back to let her adjust to it again. she clenched her hand into a fist and turned her hand over, admiring your handiwork. she hummed in approval and looked down at you with a glint of respect in her eyes that youโ€™d never seen before.
โ€œthat should do for now, but youโ€™ll probably need a new arm if you donโ€™t want to get your ass beat,โ€ you smirked as you dusted off your hands off on your pants.
โ€œthought that you fixed it?,โ€ she said with a raised eyebrow. her tone was meant not in an attacking manner, but more curiosity on the actual damage of her arm.
โ€œiโ€™m a mechanic, not a miracle worker,โ€ you chided, crossing your arms over your chest.
sevika raised her arms in relinquishment, a half smirk gracing her lips, โ€œeasy princess, โ€˜meant no offense to your skills.โ€
โ€œuh huh,โ€ you responded sarcastically, rolling your eyes as you patted her shoulder.
she sighed and looked down, glancing back up at you in reluctance, โ€œwhat i meant wasโ€ฆ thank you.โ€
you raised your eyebrows in surprise, but smiled at the sentiment, โ€œyouโ€™re welcome, i just wish i couldโ€™ve helped more earlier.โ€
โ€œearlier?โ€ she asked in a neutral tone, taking a cigarette out of her pocket and putting it in the corner of her mouth, lighting it with one hand while she cupped around her mouth with the other. she took a quick drag and blew the smoke away from you, letting the cigarette rest lazily between her fingers.
โ€œyโ€™know, before silco died. if you had let me work on your arm and upgrade it, it probably wouldnโ€™t have broken in the first place,โ€ you said matter-of-factly, plucking the cigarette from her fingers and taking a puff, purposefully blowing it towards her.
โ€œmy arm was fine, it was just this one time,โ€ she responded gruffly, taking another drag from the cigarette. you shrugged and glanced over her arm, subconsciously making sure that every part was working as it should.
โ€œโ€ฆwhere the hell should i get a new arm?โ€ she asked as nonchalantly as she could, but a little more waiver of worry still came through in her voice.
you looked up at her and grinned, pointing up, โ€œthe answer is closer than you think.โ€
she looked up and jumped a little seeing the blue haired girl, โ€œjesus jinx.โ€
nothing made sevika jump, she mustโ€™ve really been on edge with silcoโ€™s death.
jinx giggled and shook her head, โ€œfine, but i want complete creative control.โ€
sevika sighed defeatedly and looked at you for any sort of help, which of course you gave none.
โ€œfine.โ€
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moonstruckme ยท 2 days ago
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Hey girl ๐Ÿ’– Would love a comfort fic with James or poly!Marauders after r had a really bad day? Just cuddles and comforting words. Sure most of us need it right now ๐Ÿ’–
Thanks for requesting my love <3 I did try to make this seem like it could just be about any bad day but for my US babes and anyone else that's going to be affected by the election, I really hope you're doing okay and I hope we're all okay over the next few years. Even if we don't all have a James to comfort us, we can still be there for each other <3
James Potter x fem!reader โ™ก 607 words
Youโ€™re in bed when James finishes brushing his teeth. He can see your shoulders shaking underneath the covers.ย 
His chest aches as he goes to you. Itโ€™s not the first time youโ€™ve cried today and it probably wonโ€™t be the last for a while, all your hurt and anger and grief compounding on you as time goes on. James gets into bed and twines his arms around your middle, pressing his nose into your warm cheek.ย 
โ€œItโ€™s going to be okay,โ€ he murmurs.ย 
Your sobs worsen, and you turn, face to his chest and arms reaching around him with an unthinking neediness. You donโ€™t believe him.ย 
โ€œIt is.โ€ He kisses the top of your head firmly, hugging you closer. You seem like you need a bit of solidity right now. โ€œYouโ€™ll be alright, sweet girl. Iโ€™ve got you.โ€ย 
James lets you cry. Your sniffles grow thick, Jamesโ€™ chest under your face wet with tears and snot. He wonders if your head hurts from how much youโ€™ve wept today, makes a mental note to get you some water in the morning if he canโ€™t manage it tonight. Your whole body shakes with deep, aching sobs.ย 
โ€œIโ€™m sorry,โ€ you say after a while, words jolting. โ€œI canโ€™tโ€”I keep thinking in circles.โ€ย 
โ€œBaby, itโ€™s okay.โ€ James rubs your back. He hates to see you upset, but he wouldnโ€™t begrudge you it. Youโ€™ve had a day. As much as he wishes he never had to see you cry, he feels grateful that youโ€™d do it with him. โ€œItโ€™s okay to be sad for a little while.โ€ย 
โ€œI know. I know, butโ€”โ€ Another series of sobs jostles their way out of you, painful sounding. Your voice quiets to a tight whisper. โ€œI just canโ€™t stop.โ€ย 
James swallows the blockage in his own throat, making big, sweeping circles over your back. โ€œDo you want a little distraction?โ€ he offers.ย 
You nod into his chest.ย 
โ€œOkay.โ€ He thinks for a second. โ€œWell, tomorrow, I thought we might go to the bookstore if youโ€™re feeling up to it.โ€ He pauses, waiting to see if this is what you want. When you donโ€™t make a sound he continues. โ€œWe could make a day of it. Thereโ€™s that Thai place you like nearby, so maybe we grab some takeaway, sit and read in the parkโ€ฆโ€ You make a snuffling sound against his chest, and James gives you a squeeze. โ€œYeah?โ€ย 
โ€œYeah.โ€ Your voice is stuffy and sad, but calmer. โ€œThat sounds nice.โ€ย 
โ€œI glanced at the weather report earlier.โ€ He drops a kiss on your head. It coaxes you into looking up at him. Your eyes are wet and puffy, but James smiles at you, pinching your nose clean gently. โ€œItโ€™s supposed to be nice out. Weโ€™ll probably need our coats, but still, not too bad. You could probably break out those new socks you got.โ€ย 
You smile wobbily. โ€œIt feels like sort of a silly thing to be excited about now,โ€ you say softly, โ€œsocks.โ€ย 
โ€œThatโ€™s what I love about you, though.โ€ James holds your face and gives in to kissing wherever the urge strikes him, your skin warm and tacky. โ€œYouโ€™re always finding things to be excited about, that make you happy. I love that. Itโ€™s the little things, right?โ€ย 
You sniffle. Youโ€™re far from happy now, but youโ€™re settling. โ€œI guess.โ€ย 
โ€œItโ€™s nice when itโ€™s the big things too, of course,โ€ he concedes, โ€œbut for tomorrow I can still get my girl a book and a takeaway. Right? Okay?โ€ย 
โ€œYeah.โ€ You kiss him, salt on both of your lips. โ€œYeah, okay. Thanks, Jamie.โ€ย 
โ€œYouโ€™ll be okay,โ€ he promises you again. โ€œIโ€™ve always got you.โ€
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maythedreadwolftakeyou ยท 16 hours ago
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Ranking the Veilguard companions Hookup Potential based on the kind of bed situation they have going on in the Lighthouse
(im in early act 2 so have no idea what further romance scenes are actually like, this is just jokin time without any romance spoilers. just pics of how their respective rooms in the lighthouse look and some basic characterization we know about them)
Taash: 8/10
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In another game or the real world I would only rate this a 5 because she has no pillows or addition blankets. however she does have a real bedframe AND it's big enough for 2 which means she is doing better than 90% of the rest of the Veilguard so this score gets boosted. And while there's not many blankets, there are plenty of braziers around the room to keep you warm, and Taash is probably her own miniature furnace to cuddle up to. Crucially, she also has a whole wheel of cheese next to the bed, which means you don't even have to leave the covers to get a snack after.
Lucanis: 1/10
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Oh no. I'm not even going to comment on the pantry angle because everyone else asks him about that to begin with, so this is just about the bed. Unfortunately the bed is a cot made of uneven wooden planks with some blankets on top of it, and is only wide enough for 1. This is because Lucanis hates sleeping and doesn't want to do it, so the less tempting his bed is, the better for him. Unfortunately this means sleepover potential is dreadful and you will have to find alternate solutions. He does at least have another blanket to go over him and one that's presumably being used as a pillow, so, he gets a 1 instead of a 0, but I am still planning on gifting him coupons for a back massage for Satinalia.
Bellara: 4/10
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This setup is perfectly fine for sleeping. It's the lighthouse standard little bed couch thing, has a mattress/cushion, is elevated off the floor, has a pillow, and she's got her blankets folded below. Perfectly serviceable for getting a good night's rest which we know Bellara is not because she forgot to sleep again. However, it's very much a one person sized setup. You might be able to cuddle for a while but if one of you unconsciously tries to roll over you are going right to the floor. Ouch.
Lace Harding: 5/10
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You might be wondring "why is sleeping on the floor rated higher than bellara's" and the answer is because this means you are not rolling off the bed onto the floor. it's not going to be comfy but we are not ranking comfort here we're ranking sleepover potential. Harding has managed to make this space look homey and the canopy gives the illusion of being in a tent or canopy bed to help with that illusion. There are rugs down on the floor plus the blankets and pillows--we know Harding is used to sleeping on the ground due to her career as a scout, and I'm sure she can scrounge up more blankets to make the cushioning big enough for the both of you. Your back WILL hurt in the morning but you'll get to have a fun night first.
Neve: 3/10
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Girl I know you can do better than this. Which means you're not trying to on purpose, so, live your life I guess. I will say this cot IS bounds nicer than Lucanis's--you can see its a stretched canvas or hide on a frame rather than wooden planks, so it will have a little more give. However they are not THAT much comfier which I know having slept on this modern equivalent many times. Neve also apparently has 0 pillows or blankets so you're out of luck there, as well as the problem of it only being wide enough for 1 again. This woman has too many other things going on to think about romance so your Rook is going to be the one improvising on that matter I think.
Davrin: 10/10
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Now here is a man who has his life together. Double or queen size mattress, rustic bed frame he probably lovingly carved and assembled himself by hand, and not only are there sheets AND blankets AND pillows, they are are full on matching set and this knight in shining armor dutifully makes the bed every morning. There's also enough pillows for two! While the remains of a giant corpse is hanging above you all night, the spacing of the ribs still gives you lots of room above to manouver, so just don't worry about that. As a bonus you'll probably even have a baby griffon come to cuddle in the night which is such a cute thought we're going to ignore how much worse getting stepped on by a griffon foot would be than even the biggest fattest housecat trying to stand on your stomach at 4:30am. My one criticism of the setup here is that due to the bed's positioning if the person on the inside needs to get up in the night they'll have to awkwardly crawl over the person on the outside, however everyone else's bed situation is so dismal I'm not even going to subtract a point for that. Great work Davrin.
Emmrich: ???/10
Where... does this man sleep. Peepaw I KNOW you can't be sitting in that armchair all night you need your beauty rest!!! There are 0 beds or cots or floor blankets in this man's room. HOW am I supposed to break his pelvis if he has nowhere for us to lie down??? We can't risk that old man's spine on the cobblestone.
Wait... unless. No, surly not. I mean--jk. Unless...? ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ณ
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is daddy necromancer gonna fuck me on the sacrifice slab... ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅต
Bonus:
Solas 11/10
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does not matter where he actually slept bc once my inquisitor Gets Him again they WILL be fucking on top of the piano in front of the mural in his Yearning Room
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wonderjanga ยท 2 days ago
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Pettiness
Everyone who dons the lightning bolt is petty. I donโ€™t make the rules, they just are.
An easy example of this was when Marvel was forced to go to a party full of diplomats in Paris as protection for said diplomats. Adam only showed up because he knew Marvel would be there.
Marvel: โ€œWait, so you only came to this because I would be here? Dude thatโ€™sโ€ฆ really petty.
Black Adam: โ€œIt is not.โ€
Marvel: โ€œYes, it is.โ€
The entire party was basically the two deathglaring each other. Their behavior was that of two teenage girls trying to sabotage each other over a boy at prom. Only, there wasnโ€™t a boy and they just flat out hate each other.
Marvel: *pours wine on Adam* โ€œOops, my bad. Butterfingers, am I right?โ€ *fake smiling*
Black Adam: *grabs a champagne glass off a nearby try and splashes it in Marvelโ€™s face* โ€œOf course, butterfingers.โ€ *also fake smiling though itโ€™s coming off as more of a grimace*
Other Diplomats: *sweating because they can practically feel the hatred oozing off of the two*
Yeah, they did stupid stuff like this for the rest of the night. Also this behavior was solely reserved for Adam too, because Marvel was chatting it up with foreign diplomats in their own languages and all around being just a friendly guy. When the party was over they duked it out in the venueโ€™s gardens. They made headlines in Paris and the rest of the world after they nearly toppled the Eiffel Tower. Marvel isnโ€™t allowed in France anymore. Neither is Adam.
But hey, donโ€™t worry, this isnโ€™t exclusive to Billy and Adam.
Billy and Mary: *chilling on the curb, eating ice cream*
Old Lady: *nearly trips on them* โ€œLittle gremlins. Donโ€™t you have anywhere else to be?โ€
Billy: *drops his ice cream from her nearly tripping on them* โ€œNo miss-โ€
Old Lady : โ€œBe quiet when your elders are talking to you. I canโ€™t believe your parents raised you like this.โ€ *storms off*
Mary: *squints at the Old Lady* โ€œBilly, hold my ice cream. *gives him her ice cream and stands up and sticks her foot in some mud. Then walks up behind the Old Lady and plants a nice muddy footprint on the back of her dress*
Old Lady: *gasp* โ€œHow dare you!โ€
Mary: โ€œIโ€™m sorry, miss. It was an accident.โ€ *fake smile (just like the one Marvel gave Adam) and skips back over to Billy*
Old Lady: โ€œYou cretin! get back here!โ€
Billy and Mary: *run off*
Mary let her younger (by only a couple seconds) brother have the rest of the ice cream. Sibling power for the win. Oh, and we canโ€™t forget about Freddy. Freddy has tripped multiple people with his crutch and also given people little shocks whenever they try to take said crutch. He is just as petty as the others.
Billy and Freddy: *got thrown out of a store into the cold due to the fact they looked too homeless*
Billy: โ€œDo you think we could try some heating spells when we get home?โ€
Freddy: โ€œYeah, uh huh.โ€ *nods along, not really paying attention and points a finger to the neon sign of the store. He shorts out a few letters so the sign says something less than appropriate*
Billy: *little laugh*
Freddy: โ€œSo what about those heating spells you mentioned?โ€ *is smug*
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janiehellion ยท 3 days ago
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Falling Deep
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ONESHOT
๊œฑแดœแดแดแด€ส€ส: Daryl Dixon was a quiet but curious young manโ€”shy, inexperienced, and way more innocent than youโ€™d expect. It was just you, him, and... a vibrator.
แด˜แด€ษชส€ษชษดษข: VIRGIN!DARYL DIXON X FEM!READER
แดกแด€ส€ษดษชษดษข๊œฑ: SMUT / LANGUAGE / ORAL FIXATION / CUNNILINGUS / SEX TOYS / DRUGS & ALCOHOL / NON-CON ELEMENTS
แดกแดส€แด… แด„แดแดœษดแด›: 6.925
๊œฑแด‡แด›แด›ษชษดษข: PRE-APOCALYPSEโ€”ALTERNATE UNIVERSE
ส€แด‡วซแดœแด‡๊œฑแด›แด‡แด… ส™ส: @dixongrimesgirl
แด€แดœแด›สœแดส€'s ษดแดแด›แด‡: Thank you for your patience! I know itโ€™s been a long wait, and I can only hope it was worth it. This might not be exactly what you had in mind when you sent in the request, but I hope you enjoy it.
MASTERLIST & REQUEST GUIDELINES
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The Chattahoochee was a whole different level of disgusting, even for a bar so close to the deep woods of Georgia. Low ceilings, broken lights, and the smell of piss and beer were present in every corner. Regulars stumbled in every night and day, a lot of them already drunk or high, but most of them?
Both.
It was the kind of place that was sticky no matter how much bleach you poured on it and where you could smell the bad life decisions coming from a mile away.
You worked behind the bar, pouring shots of moonshine and avoiding the greedy touches of men like it was just another part of the job. Which, in a place like this, it practically was. Located in the heart of the most godforsaken area of Georgia, it was the perfect place for the kind of people youโ€™d rather not run into at any time.
Safe to say, Merle Dixon had been hitting on you since day one, coming at you with even worse pickup lines while high on who knows what. He'd lean over the counter, smirking, smelling like alcohol, cigarettes, and sweat. "Hey, sugar tits, gimme 'nother," heโ€™d laugh, putting a half-torn dollar on the bar like it was supposed to impress you.
"Watch the damn language, Dixon, or thatโ€™ll be your last drink for tonight," youโ€™d answer, not even looking up as you poured him another shot.
"Hey, c'mon now," heโ€™d answer you, "don't be like that. Ya know ya wanna gimme a shot at somethinโ€™ else, don't ya?" He'd grin further, which seemed more lustful than charming, his eyes staring at your tits like they belonged there at all times.
You'd roll your eyes and shove the glass across the bar with a little more force than necessary. "In your damn dreams, Dixon. And keep your damn eyes up here, or Iโ€™m gonna rip โ€˜em outta your damn skull," youโ€™d warn, but not entirely without sarcasm. It wasnโ€™t the first time he behaved like that, and it sure as hell wouldnโ€™t be the last.
Then there was Daryl, his little brother, always standing or sitting nearby, almost like a shadow, or rather, like someone who didn't belong in a place like that. He wasnโ€™t the type to come up and throw a pickup line at you; hell, he barely spoke at all. Just stood back while Merle tried to flirt with you, as if he was embarrassed to even be there.
Youโ€™d catch Daryl looking at you with these sideways glances, his arms crossed over his chest like he was waiting for whatever bullshit his brother might do next. Or maybe he was scared, and he just had no clue what to do with a girl who would throw a bottle at someone's head and talk filthier than any man in the bar.
One night, Merle was high on meth that had his pupils blown wide, and he was drunk as always. "Y'know, darlin'," he slurred, leaning far over the bar, "I could make your night real fuckin' interestinโ€™. Got a little somethin' else with me thatโ€™ll loosen ya up for some fun." He took out a tiny baggieโ€”powderโ€”white and unmistakable.
"Fuck off, Merle," you said with a smirk. "Go snort that shit somewhere else, where I donโ€™t have to watch your annoying ass. Ain't your damn babysitter." You were used to it, but he was starting to piss you off more than usual. "And donโ€™t even think about offering it to anyone else inside this hellhole. Last thing I need is you getting the whole damn bar high. Do that outside, with those who are probably shitting all over themselves right now."
Meanwhile, Daryl was sitting on a stool nearby, again, his eyes looking from you to his brother. You couldnโ€™t help but notice how uncomfortable he looked, the way he watched Merle and every other person around. There was always something different about himโ€”he was quieter, more... soft. The kind of guy who stood back and kept his head down.
"Leave 'er 'lone, Merle," Daryl mumbled, more to himself than to his brother. But he seemed to be sick of the whole scene. Not that Merle ever listened, or would ever listen to him.
No, Merle just rolled his eyes before shoving the baggie back into his pocket, not even looking in the direction of his brother, keeping his focus only on you... and your tits. "Donโ€™t worry, sweetheart. Just tryinโ€™ to show ya a good time for once." He grabbed his drink and stumbled off, probably to piss in a bush outside, and you were left with Daryl, who still just sat there.
Some time later, you grabbed a dirty rag and started wiping the bar down, side-eyeing him. "You gonna say somethinโ€™, or just keep sittin' there?" You teased, soon throwing the rag under the counter and pouring him another drink.
He shrugged, looking away, clearly not sure what to do with himself. "Ainโ€™t like I could stop him if he tried anythinโ€™," he mumbled, looking down into his glass.
"If he tried, he'd go home without his dick. Not that it'd make much of a difference for him," you said back, smirking at him and trying to get him to loosen up a bit. "You come here just to watch me shut him down every night?"
It was a half-serious question, but you knew the answer. Daryl wasnโ€™t like the other assholesโ€”he didnโ€™t hit on you, didnโ€™t try to grab your ass or tits when you passed by, and never once called you some stupid nickname like sugar tits.
"Iโ€ฆ jus' end up 'ere," he said awkwardly, his fingers tapping down on the counter. "Ainโ€™t got much else to do."
"Well, at least youโ€™re not tryinโ€™ to snort coke off my tits or ass," you answered, making him go red in the face.
He opened his mouth to reply, but the words seemed to be stuck in his throat, and you couldnโ€™t help but find it kind of adorable.
"You know, since you come here enough, Dixon 2.0," you continued, "might as well help me close up sometime and throw the rest of these assholes outta here. Would get you a drink on the house."
It was just a passing suggestion, a simple idea, but his eyes looked up, like he was considering it, and for once, he actually looked into yours. Not in that drooling, perverted way his older brother did, but with curiosity. "Maybe," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "Dunno."
"You know what? Just think about it."
And so, the routine went on. Merle would walk in, and Daryl would sit nearby, quietly sipping his own drink while keeping an eye on his brother. And secretly, on you.
Tonight, though? Tonight was different. Somehow, youโ€™d gotten him here, in your home, alone, without Merle, who was probably stinking of booze and piss all over again somewhere. His brother must have gotten his hands on something strong, or whatever it was, it gave you the perfect excuse.
Youโ€™d leaned in close while Daryl was mumbling about his brother and told him he should come over; maybe help you with something, and you told him it was important. You hadnโ€™t even needed to lie all that muchโ€”heโ€™d just nodded, eyes wide and nervous, and here he was, following you home like a little boy.
When he got to your place, he just stood there, all tense, and moving from one foot to the other like he didnโ€™t know where to put himself. And youโ€”well, you liked watching him squirm and being nervous, knowing well you were the one making him feel like that.
Daryl wasnโ€™t even in the door for five seconds before you threw your bag on the floor, walking inside without saying anything else. No pretenses, no "make yourself at home." You didnโ€™t bother with shit like that. If he was here, he was here on your terms, and you werenโ€™t about to treat him like a guest.
"Cโ€™mon in," you said, standing next to the door to finally close it.
You saw him gulp, eyes looking around like he was searching for a quick exit he could use just in case, but finding nothing but trouble. So he nodded, stepping in, his shoulders hunched as he stood there, awkward as hell. Every inch of him screamed that he was nervous, but he didnโ€™t run, not yet. You liked that about him. Quiet, sure, but still stubborn.
Meanwhile, your place was kind of a mess, clothes lying around, bottles on the tablesโ€”some empty, some half-full. A few were left over from last week, but hell, you werenโ€™t cleaning for anybody, especially not for him. Daryl didnโ€™t seem to mind, though; if anything, he looked like he was trying hard not to stare around too much, eyes fixed somewhere over your shoulder, his face all red once more, while you kicked off those awful heels that made your feet ache.
"Go on and sit down in my room," you said over your shoulder as you turned around, smirking as you heard his quiet huff. "I'm gonna get outta these damn clothes and put on something more comfortable."
"'Kay," he muttered and nodded again, sounding like heโ€™d swallowed his own tongue.
Once in the bathroom, you pulled off the way too tight top and short skirt in the bathroom, letting yourself breathe for once. That outfit was a real curse; your bra always felt as if it was pushing your tits all the way up to your chin, but it kept the tips flowing, so you kept wearing those clothes.
But tonight? Youโ€™d rather die than let Daryl see you in it for too long. Poor boy was already chewing the inside of his mouth and choking on his own words like he might say the wrong thing and die on the spot.
But what you didn't know was that the second you went away to change your clothes, Darylโ€™s hands started twitching, like his body was on alert between curiosity and unease. A few of your clothes were tossed across the bed, smelling like that bar you worked atโ€”smoke, sweat, and alcohol. It all felt like a place he shouldnโ€™t be at, but here he was, sitting down on your bed and touching your clothes to shove them aside.
He told himself he wasnโ€™t snooping, just trying to figure you out as he sat there nervously. Hell, you were already a mystery to himโ€”a tough girl working in a bar where skirts and shorts barely covered what they ought to and heels high enough to bring any man to his knees.
So here he was, and his mind started running wild, wondering if every womanโ€™s place was like thisโ€”half-dirty, with clothes tossed around, magazines piled up, and so much more.
Then his eyes landed on a big box sitting half-shoved under your bed, an open corner poking out like it had been forgotten as his foot bumped against it. He shouldโ€™ve left it alone, but there was that itch, like he couldnโ€™t look away. Daryl crouched down, sitting down on the floor, his fingers fumbling with the top until it opened up. His eyes went wide, lips parting as he looked inside.
It was filled with... things. Smooth, soft, strange-looking things in different shapes and colors, each one making him more confused than the last.
"What's this stuff?" He whispered, eyes squinting as he picked up a small pink thing with a rounded end. It fit in his hand, smooth but with some weight to it. "This for her... work?" He mumbled, rolling it over in his hand like it might magically turn into something he recognized. Maybe it was a tool, or even one of those weird bar gadgets he didnโ€™t know about.
Another catch of something sparkly and soft shoved down in there made his heart beat faster, and before he knew it, he was pulling out moreโ€”the things looking weirder by the second. There was a wand-looking thing, and he held it like it might explode, wondering what the hell you were doing with all this.
"Drugs? Gotta be for drugs," he muttered, frowning as he inspected the box. Could be some kind of injector, maybe? He knew about that stuffโ€”the guys that Merle met sometimes, passing around different things for the good times. But nothing here made sense, and there wasn't any instruction manual in sight.
He looked around like youโ€™d come back any second and catch him, heat burning inside of him as he thought about what this meant. Were you hiding something? Was itโ€ฆ Was it for some kind of secret thing you did when no one was around?
"Damn it, whatโ€™re ya up to?" He said, biting his lip, his hand brushing over the surface of the smooth, strange thing, feeling his pulse race at the thought that you did know exactly what these were for.
And yet he didnโ€™t. Not a damn clue.
"Hellโ€™s this?"
He felt a cord between his fingers, pulling it slightly, as if tugging on it might magically make it make sense. Maybe it was for listening to music? But it had no sound, and no little earbuds or anything that he could see.
Setting that one down, he picked up anotherโ€”an oblong thing with ridges along one side. It looked almost like a flashlight, but there was nowhere for the light to shine from. He pressed his thumb over it, turning it this way and that, but nothing happened.
"What the hell?" It had to be for something specific. You wouldnโ€™t just have random stuff lying around like this for no reason, would you?
Then he found another, rounder one, with a strange little button on the side. He pressed it, flinching a bit when it buzzed all of a sudden. The damn thing nearly jumped out of his hand, and he held it tight to stop the vibrations.
"Damn thingโ€™s possessed," he nearly yelled, feeling his cheeks burn. It felt... weird. Too weird.
And you? You had barely slipped into the bathroom, taking off your work clothes and enjoying the idea of how Daryl would squirm alone for a moment in your bedroom. The way heโ€™d stumbled his way in earlier, not wanting to make eye contact like he didnโ€™t know what to do with his own hands? It was almost way too easy to tease him.
And there he was, practically glowing red, sitting next to the box you kept under the bed. A simple big boxโ€”hell, he was behaving so cautiously, like heโ€™d just discovered a bomb or a dead body. But what really caught you was the thing in his hand. A vibrator.
"Oh, you gotta be kiddinโ€™ me," you whispered, loud enough for him to hear. His head moved up, eyes wide as if heโ€™d just been caught robbing a bank.
"Shit!" The vibrator fell out of his hand, hitting the floor, but that was only the start; the thing started buzzing furtherโ€”vibrating across the floor and right toward your feet. Daryl didnโ€™t move; he didnโ€™t even reach for it. He just sat there, staring at the buzzing vibrator like it was going to bite him.
"Gonna tell me what youโ€™re doinโ€™ with my stuff?" You asked, half-amused, half-teasing, waiting to see what half-assed excuse heโ€™d come up with, as you leaned against the door frame. His mouth opened and closed, but nothing came out at first.
"Iโ€ฆ uhโ€”" he stammered, swallowing loudly, his hands fidgeting like he wasnโ€™t sure what to do with them. "I thoughtโ€ฆ I meanโ€”thought it was, like, stuff for..." His voice trailed off, eyes looking to the ground, too ashamed to meet yours.
"Yeah? Stuff for what?" You pressed further, stepping forward, taking the vibrator and turning it off, stopping the noise but not the look of pure mortification on his face.
"Iโ€ฆ thought it might be, y'know... Maybe it was, uh, yโ€™know, things for... for bar stuff, or somethinโ€™. Yer work." His voice was quiet, like he might get in trouble just for saying it out loud.
"For work?" You laughed and crouched down to sit next to him. "Yeah, Daryl, because every bartender needs a vibrator in her kit. Soโ€ฆ You wanna tell me why youโ€™re snooping, or am I just supposed to guess?"
You reached over, brushing a hand along the edge of your toy box, taking in the way his eyes tried to look at each item inside. Poor boy had no clue what half of it was for, but he looked at everything like it might burn him.
"Am sorry! I wasnโ€™tโ€ฆ Jus'โ€ฆ waitinโ€™ on ya an' got curious, I guess," he murmured. "Didnโ€™t mean nothinโ€™ by it."
You leaned in closer, enough that he could probably feel your breath on his face. "Curious, huh?" You asked, eyeing the way his shoulders tensed up. "You don't know what that stuff is?"
"Uhโ€ฆ" He blinked, looking between you and the vibrator like it might suddenly start buzzing again. "Notโ€ฆ really. No."
"Oh, you really donโ€™t?" You pretended to be surprised. "Itโ€™s a toy, Dixon. A fun toy. For women. And men sometimes as well."
"That for real?" He asked, voice so quiet you almost didnโ€™t hear it.
"As real as it gets, sweetheart. And judging by that look on your face, Iโ€™d bet you donโ€™t have much experience with this sorta things." You raised an eyebrow, daring him to admit it.
He swallowed hard, his eyes dropping back to the floor. "Ainโ€™t neverโ€ฆ really..." He trailed off, his whole face full of embarrassment.
"Never what?" You asked, leaning in so close you could smell the cigarettes and sweat on him, and somehow, it drove you wild. "Fucked a woman? Or even fucked yourself, huh?"
"Iโ€”" His voice cracked, and he cleared his throat, a sound that told you everything you needed to know. "I donโ€™tโ€ฆ donโ€™t really knowโ€ฆ howโ€ฆ t'do any of that."
"Oh, honey." You leaned back a little. "You look like youโ€™re about ready to pass out."
Daryl trembled, trying to look anywhere but at you, his whole face burning. "Iโ€”I jus'โ€ฆ I dunno what to do with... all that," he continued, motioning awkwardly toward the box.
You smirked, thoroughly enjoying his discomfort. "Guess no oneโ€™s shown you how a woman uses one of these before, huh?" You watched his reaction, loving every little deep breath he took and every embarrassed flinch.
"N-noโ€ฆ But what if... maybe they could've been... for, uh, drugs?" His face somehow went even more red, and he looked ready to sink into the floor.
"Drugs? What, you think Iโ€™m hiding some kind of dealer setup in my own bedroom? And especially right under my damn bed?" You let out a laugh, shaking your head. "Trust me, theyโ€™ll get you high, alrightโ€”but not the way youโ€™re thinkinโ€™."
The embarrassment on his face was almost painful to watch as he shifted on the ground. "Like I said, Iโ€”I don't... Ainโ€™t never done stuff like that before, okay? Iโ€”I mean, I done that with myself... sometimes. But not really... okay?"
You smiled, letting your fingers move over his, watching as his breath stopped, his eyes looking up to meet yours for a desperate second. "Well," you murmured, "maybe I could show you a thing or two. If youโ€™re up for it, that is."
Daryl swallowed hard, his hands trembling as he glanced between you and the box again. He indeed looked like he was about to pass out, but he seemed curiousโ€”curious in a way that he couldnโ€™t quite hide.
"Oh, c'mon, I know you want to," you whispered, clicking your tongue, standing up, and taking off your shirt slowly. His eyes looked up fast, staring at you, and he shifted on the spot, pressing his thighs together. Thatโ€™s when you noticed the growing bulge in his pantsโ€”it was more than obvious he was already hard as a rock.
"Damn, Dixon," you chuckled, "youโ€™ve got a real problem, donโ€™t you?" You let your shirt fall down to the floor. "Hey, donโ€™t just sit there looking lostโ€”cโ€™mon, no way you're that scared of undressing a woman!"
He stammered something, some half-strangled "n-no," his hands gripping his own thighs like he had to hold himself back from reaching for you. That only spurred you on, raising your brows as you grabbed him to stand up and guiding his trembling hands to the hem of your pants.
"Well, hereโ€™s your chance," you smirked, waiting for him to open the button. You watched his fingers fumble with it, shaking as he pulled down the zipper, and then, when he managed to pull your pants down over your hips along with your panties, his eyes widened like heโ€™d forgotten how to breathe.
"Keep goinโ€™, don't be shy," you whispered, guiding his fingers down your thighs until your clothes hit the floor.
He just stood there, staring, mouth opening like he wanted to say something but didnโ€™t have the slightest clue what to do next. You leaned in close, eyes locked on his, before you knelt down again and took the vibrator out of the box once more, pressing the button and letting it hum.
His eyes shot to the toy, watching with pure terror and fascination, and when you pressed it into his hand again, he held it like some foreign, sacred object he was too scared to break.
"Here," you mumbled, laying down onto the bed, legs spread just enough to give him a view he couldnโ€™t tear himself away from even if he tried, before you pulled him next to you and guided his hand between your legs, pressing the vibrator to your thigh and dragging it higher. "Just like that, Daryl. Feels interesting, doesnโ€™t it?"
Daryl could barely breathe, staring down as if hypnotized, the muscles in his whole body tensing up. When you moved his hand to press the vibrator against your pussy, you felt him stiffen, his other hand gripping his thigh to stop himself from trembling. The toy was vibrating against you, and you let out a quiet, satisfied sigh, glancing up just in time to see the way his eyes stayed on you, watching every little twitch and shiver of your body.
"I bet youโ€™re a quick learner," you teased, reaching down to guide his hand again, moving it with the toy so it hit just right, and damn, if it didnโ€™t feel good. His mouth fell open a little, and he sucked in a breath when you suddenly moaned, pressing yourself harder against the vibrator. His hand moved a bit awkwardly, like he didnโ€™t quite know if he was supposed to be touching you this way, but the look in his eyes said he wanted to keep going more than anything.
You let out another moan, a little louder this time, just to see the way he reacted. His grip on the toy tightened, and you didnโ€™t miss the way he was fighting with himself, clearly struggling to keep himself in check as his cock pressed harder against his pants, his breath coming out faster and shorter.
"Poor thing," you whispered, pulling his hand away for a moment, just to watch him struggle. "Bet youโ€™ve never been this hard, huh?" Daryl's eyes looked at you, wide and mortified, like he wanted the floor to swallow him whole. But the look he gave youโ€”so desperate, so needyโ€”only made you want to push him further.
"You wanna see what this thing can do to me?" You asked, not giving him time to answer as you pressed the vibrator into his hand again and guided it back between your legs. "Just keep it steady, like that. Right there." You rocked your hips against it, letting out a shaky breath as the lust built itself up inside of you, still watching as he clung to every little sound that left your lips.
Daryl's eyes were glued to you, his mouth open, and you noticed the way he kept moving his hips, trying to get rid of his hard-on. But no matter how much he squirmed, it wasnโ€™t enough. He was near leaking through his pants by now, his cock being so hard he couldnโ€™t think straight, and the sight of you practically coming undone in front of him had him on the edge himself.
"Feels good, doesnโ€™t it, Dixon? But... don't you want to feel that too?" You taunted, moving your fingers along his wrist, pushing him to press harder and the toy just a tiny bit into you, wanting to let him feel every little tremor that wracked your body. He just nodded, lost for words, breathing hard, his eyes moving between your face and the way your hips bucked against his hand.
"Keep going, just like that," you urged, and he obeyed, pressing the vibrator a little harder, his other hand softly brushing against your thigh as if he needed something to hold onto to keep himself from falling apart. His face was so close now, so flushed, eyes wide with need, lips parted as he struggled to keep his breathing steady.
"Yโ€™know, Daryl," you moaned, "youโ€™re doing a hell of a job for someone whoโ€™s never touched a woman before, not even with toys." His face burned, but he kept going, kept pressing that toy against your pussy, completely mesmerized by the way you reacted.
"You like watching me, donโ€™t you?" You murmured, letting out another moan that left him swallowing hard. "Donโ€™t think I havenโ€™t noticed... that you canโ€™t keep your eyes off me and how damn hard you are."
He tried to come up with a response, something about "I... I didnโ€™t mean to..." but his words trailed off, and he was just there, helpless, utterly at your mercy, his hand tightening on the toy as you let out one last moan that left him breathless and staring, before you snatched the vibrator from him and clicked it off.
The little tremor it left in his hand was nothing compared to the way he stared at you now, still holding onto that last bit of control.
"Think you can do it without help?" You asked, grabbing his wrist and bringing his hand to your pussy and to make him feel how wet you were, his fingers twitching as they moved along your folds. Daryl nodded but was holding on for dear life and trying not to slip.
"I... I dunno," he mumbled, eyes glued to your pussy.
"Oh, for the love of... here," you growled, placing your hand over his, guiding his touch lower, rougher, until you dragged his fingers exactly where you wanted them. But Daryl was a mess, barely holding himself together, his other hand still clamped over that hard bulge in his pants as he lay there beside you.
"Now, watch closely," you instructed, pressing his fingers just the way you liked it. "Doesnโ€™t take much, does it?" You smiled, letting your free hand move down his chest, your fingers finding the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head. "Bet youโ€™d come just feeling me touch you."
He whimpered, the outline of his cock pulsing through his pants, a wet spot already forming itself. It didnโ€™t take much to notice the hesitation in his every move, making him so easy to toy with.
You leaned back a little, pushing your tits forward. "Go on and position yourself over me," you dared, and as soon as he did, you lifted his other hand from his bulge to your tits, watching as he sucked in a breath, his hand shaking as if he were holding something he had no right to touch. "Ever felt these before?"
Daryl shook his head, still wide-eyed, his eyes looking into yours for a second before dropping back down, like he was afraid to look too long.
"Then make the most of it." You reached down, pressing his other hand harder against you. "I want you to use that mouth of yours now," you smirked, pushing him down to press his lips against your nipples. His breath was warm and shaky, and he hesitated, his mouth just an inch away from you. You raised an eyebrow, daring him, and after a long, deep breath, he finally leaned in.
"That's a good boy," you praised, your fingers running through his hair, feeling him shiver under your touch. He was so damn easy to play with, each little whimper and moan only turning you on more, urging him to suck and lick, his tongue slow but eager, desperate for more.
"Gently," you ordered, glancing down to see him lose himself, his hands now touching you like he didnโ€™t want to let go. The poor guy was panting, his eyes squeezed shut as he sucked and kissed your nipple, as if the sight alone would push him over the edge.
You soon moved your hand down, feeling the outline of his cock through his pants, feeling him flinch, his breath stopping as you gave him just a bit of what he wanted. "This what you want, Daryl?" You whispered, teasing him and squeezing his shaft just enough to make him groan, his hips bucking, desperate for more. "You do, don't you? But now, I want you to eat me out."
Daryl couldnโ€™t even get out a response, his mouth still on your nipple, but the look in his eyes told you everything.
"Pathetic, but also really cute," you laughed, unzipping his pants just enough to reach inside, your fingers wrapping around his cock and making him gasp, his whole body tensing as you squeezed him. He was thick, hard, already wet from the pre-cum that leaked from his tip, and the way he moaned, quite high, only made you want to drag it out and tease him until he was begging to come.
As you quickly positioned yourself over his face, you could see how he was a nervous wreck the moment your ass hovered above him. "Oh, please, donโ€™t just lay there. Get to work," you teased, lowering yourself down, your pussy brushing against his lips.
When he finally opened his mouth, it was like you flipped a switch. The moment your folds hit his tongue, he moaned, the sound muffled against you. It sent shivers down your spine, and you couldnโ€™t help but grind against his face, pushing him harder against you.
"God, youโ€™re a natural," you gasped, encouraging him with your hips. "Just like that, baby. Donโ€™t be shy; use your tongue."
Darylโ€™s mouth worked hesitantly at first, but the more you ground down, the more confident he became. His face was buried in your pussy, the taste of you driving him wild as he licked and sucked, trying to figure out what made you feel good, and the way he looked up at you, eyes full of wonder and lust, only made you want to ride his face harder.
"Yeah, keep going," you panted, feeling your legs tremble as he finally got into a rhythm. "Good boy, just like that," you moaned, feeling the tension building inside you. He was so focused, so eager to please, and the way he hungrily licked and sucked made you see stars.
"Donโ€™t stop, Daryl. Iโ€™m so close," you urged. "Yeah, thatโ€™s it," you moaned, pushing your hips down even harder. "Donโ€™t you dare stop. Just like thatโ€”yes!"
The way he held your thighs, trying to hold you against him, and the way he whimpered against youโ€”those sweet little sounds pushed you right over. "Iโ€™m cumming! Fuck!"
Your body tensed, and you ground down harder again, shaking and feeling him groan against your dripping pussy as you let go and came, completely lost in the moment.
You felt him drink it all in, and you knew he was just as lost as you were. The second you pushed yourself off his face and watched him, face red and lips parted, you could tell Daryl had no idea what to do with himself. Wide-eyed and panting, he lay there as if youโ€™d just dragged him straight into some fever dream he wasnโ€™t even ready for. He seemed so helpless as he tried to piece together the storm of feelings thatโ€™d just hit him.
"Still with me, Daryl?" You asked, letting your weight push him further into the bed. His eyes looked down betweenย your legs, then looked away, like he didnโ€™t have the courage to watch.
"Y-yeahโ€ฆ"
He shuddered, that helpless little whine slipping out as you leaned down, your mouth right over his. He was as stiff as a board beneath you, looking both horrified and desperately curious at the same time.
"Think you can handle more of this?" You whispered, one hand moving down and wrapping around his cock as you took it fully out of his pants.
"W-wait," he stammered, trying to close his legs in a last attempt to get some space, but you only held him tighter, giving his cock a slow, teasing stroke. It twitched in your hand, leaking all over your fingers like he couldnโ€™t stop himself.
"Sweetie, look at you," you smiled, swirling a finger over the tip, just to watch him jerk, hips lifting up like he was begging. "So needy aren't we?"
Daryl let out another whimper, his face going beet-red, those shy eyes looking away once more as though if he didnโ€™t look at you, heโ€™d somehow be less mortified.
"Feels so good, huh?"
His whole body was practically trembling with need, and he was leakingโ€”a lot. His cock throbbed in your hand, pre-cum dripping so much it smeared along your fingers.
"Damn, Daryl," you whispered, smirking as your fingers now teased along the underside of his cock. "Didnโ€™t know youโ€™d be this easy, really."
You soon leaned down, your mouth just over his cock; the slightest lick of your tongue along his tip pushed another bit of pre-cum out, and you couldnโ€™t help but laugh, loving every bit of his need.
"Baby, look at you, leaking everywhere," you teased again, wiping the tip with your thumb before bringing it to your lips, licking off the taste. Just when he thought he couldnโ€™t take any more, you pulled back slightly before leaning up to kiss him, letting him taste himself on your lips.
It made him moan again, his hands reaching out to grip your body as if needing to ground himself. "P-pleaseโ€ฆ" He whispered, but you didnโ€™t give in just yet.
Instead, you reached down, grabbing your vibrator again. You saw the way his eyes narrowed, with pure nervousness all over his face, as you suddenly pressed the toy to his cock, starting at the lowest setting. The buzzing made him gasp, his hips jerking involuntarily against you as you dragged the vibrator along his shaft, right along that sensitive spot just under the head. Every time it brushed up and down, he leaked more against your hand, only making it messier.
"Oh s-shitโ€ฆ" He whimpered, sounding utterly wrecked.
With a smirk, you leaned back and held up the vibrator for him to see, his eyes following it, dazed, and lips parted. "I think thatโ€™s enough; otherwise you might explode on the spot," you said, watching his expression drop just slightly as he looked at you switching it off and tossing it back into your toy box all of a sudden.
Leaning up, you gave his lips a slow, lazy kiss, feeling him melt against you, even more needy when you pulled away and slipped back down. And damn if he didnโ€™t start leaking more, a fresh drop of slick pre-cum glistening right there, just begging to be tasted.
"How sweet you are, Daryl," you murmured, slowly moving your tongue along the underside of his cock, not missing the way his hips jerked up instinctively, even though he didn't seem to understand why. One gentle lick. Thatโ€™s all it took for him to be close again, and he was helpless against it.
"Just relax and enjoy it," you continued, letting your tongue move along the tip of his cock and the desperate little gasp of his driving you wild as he grabbed the sheets, practically sobbing as he tried to hold back.
You wrapped your lips around just the head, barely enough to count as anything. But to him? It was like fireworks going off.
"N-no, Iโ€”oh fuck, I canโ€™tโ€”" He breathed out as his head fell back, his body shivering under you.
And when you took him just that tiny bit deeper, that was itโ€”he lost it. Hard. He tried to hold it, tried to push you back even, one hand weakly pressing against your head, but he was already too far gone. The orgasm tore through Daryl, overpowering him completely.
His whole body stiffened, a helpless cry coming from his throat as he finally lost it, filling your mouth with his cum as he came. Before he even had time to process it, youโ€™d swallowed every last drop from his throbbing cock, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand as you looked back up at him.
He was still shaking, his mind clearly blown, and when he finally managed to look at you, it was with that same wide-eyed shock.
Daryl just lay there, still in shock, his body trembling as reality sank in. "D-did ya really jus'โ€”" His voice cracked with disbelief all over his face as he tried to wrap his head around what just happened.
You smirked at him, leaning in close, your lips moving softly against his in a teasing kiss. "Whatโ€™s the matter, sweet boy? Never had someone swallow your cum before?"
He quickly shook his head. "Iโ€”I thought ya might get pregnan' or somethin'!" He stammered in embarrassment, his mind racing with the wildest thoughts.
"Oh, cutie. You really think itโ€™s that easy? I'm sorry, but that's not how it works," you laughed, nudging his arm, enjoying the way his shoulders tensed up like he was trying to hide from you. "What? Canโ€™t even look me in the eye after that?"
He opened his mouth, but whatever words he thought he might stammer out just died right there, and his hand went up to scratch the back of his neck.
"I... I didnโ€™ mean to..." he finally managed to say, his voice cracking in the middle, his face still as red as a tomato.
You raised an eyebrow. "Didnโ€™t mean to what? Coming in record time?" You let out a sarcastic scoff, and he near cried, ducking his head as though it would save him.
"I-I dunno, I thought... I jus', I meanโ€”" he stumbled over each word. "Jus' ainโ€™t never been with... yโ€™know, anyone... like that."
"No kidding," you replied dryly, watching him shrink even smaller, if that was possible. "Anyone coulda guessed that, by the way, you freaked the hell out." He winced at your words, but hell, it just made him look all the more adorable, laying there.
When you placed a hand on his thigh, he went stiff as a board all over. "Easy, Daryl," you murmured. "No oneโ€™s laughing at you... much."
"I-Iโ€™m... sorry," he mumbled again.
"Sorry?" You scoffed, tilting his chin up to force his eyes to look at you. "For what? That you came too soon, or that you actually loved it?"
He tried to look away, but your fingers held him in place. "Both, I reckon," he answered, his voice shaking. It was like he thought heโ€™d done something wrong, like he needed to apologize for being human.
"Nothing wrong with it, Dixon. Means I sure as hell did it right." You laughed, running a thumb over his jawline as he stared back at you.
"Bet that head of yours is just spinning right now, ainโ€™t it?" You said, half-mocking. "Poor, sweet Daryl, donโ€™t know what to do with himself now."
It was easy to see what he still neededโ€”what he wanted, even if he couldnโ€™t bring himself to say it. You didnโ€™t have to guess, though. He was desperate for something more, desperate for you to just tell him what to do. It was obvious that he had no experience with women or anything like this, but it didnโ€™t matter to you. If anything, it just made it better. You wanted him nervous.
"Hey," you said softly. "Itโ€™s okay. You donโ€™t need to be embarrassed. Not at all." You could see that he wanted to apologize again, wanting to make up for how pathetic he felt.
"Tell you what," you said, kissing his cheek. "Youโ€™ve got a lot to learn, Daryl Dixon. But I think youโ€™re gonna like it. You just need to stop worrying." His hands moved to your waist, but they were hesitant, unsure. "And me? Well, Iโ€™m not here to judge you."
You took his hands and placed them back on your body, guiding him again. This time, he didnโ€™t hesitate much, but it seemed as if he was trying to copy the way you had guided him earlier, trying to find some way to make up for what had happened. But that, for now, was enough.
"Donโ€™t worry," you said, grinning at him, "Iโ€™m going to teach you."
Because you would. And he had no choice. Maybe that was what you liked most. The way Daryl needed you now, the way he didnโ€™t even know what he wanted, but he was willing to follow you with your help along the way.
And he was only going to fall deeper.
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archangeldyke-all ยท 2 days ago
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Hear me out, comforting Sevika.
She just lost the closest thing to her best friend, has to take over his responsibilities, and take over Jinx duties plus the addition of Isha. Poor baby is stressed.
Imagine this. After giving Jinx the guest bedroom, setting Isha up in the same room(I feel like she would want to sleep on the floor, she seems like that type of kid.) Gently coaxing Sevika into the bath, washing her hair with the expensive shampoo and conditioner that made her hair the texture she loved so much. Then settling with her in the bed, bringing out the protein infused Peanut MnMs(I feel like she would be a protein fiend.) and setting her favorite record on before cuddling until you both fall asleep.
Just a moment of peace among a war, I dunno I need to hug her rn,
oh yeah i love this soft shit like this
gonna combine this with two more asks (just to spoil the shit outta her hehe)
@lushh-s3vik4s: Can we hear about the stories when sevika was younger? Like the trouble she got into ๐Ÿคญ like reader and sev just chilling on the couch and she starts telling reader about what she did as a child ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿคญ
and @cewl-casper: PLEASE ANYTHING WITH EATING SEVIKA OUTTTTT. The new episodes got me feeling some type of way. I NEED TO BE BRUIED BETWEEN HER THIGHS
men and minors dni
isha eats four servings of dinner, then passes out on jinx's shoulder, snoring and drooling at the dinner table.
you chuckle, shaking your head at the pair. "seems like you've been jinxed, jinx." you say.
she huffs. "she won't leave me alone."
"'s the same thing silco said when he first took you in." sevika mumbles across the table.
jinx rolls her eyes, but you can see a tiny smile pulling at her lips.
you gently nudge her foot under the table, pulling her wandering eyes to you. "tell me the stories about sev as a kid." you request. sevika groans beside you, and jinx grins.
"you never told her?!" jinx asks, pointing at sevika with glee. sevika buries her face in her hands, and you chuckle, kissing her forehead.
"it's fuckin' embarrassing--"
"she'd go up to piltover dressed in this frilly, ruffly dress, find the biggest mansion she could, then she'd put on the waterworks, tears and snot all over. when someone would come outside to see what's wrong she'd say she was lost. 'course the suckers would take her in and call the enforcers-- but by the time they got off the horn she'd be gone-- and so would as much of their silver as she could carry." jinx giggles.
you grin, looking over at your wife. "how old were you?"
"i dunno. i started when i was five but i kept at it until i was like twelve." she says with a shrug. you laugh.
"she tried to teach me and vi how to do it when we were kids, but i could never get the crying right, and vi refused to wear the dress." jinx chuckles.
you smile, kissing sevika's cheek and stacking the plates on the table. "jinx, i want the two of you to stay here until shit up top blows over." you say. sevika huffs beside you, but she doesn't say anything to revoke the offer. jinx pouts, her pink eyes fluttering back and forth as she tries to think of a way to worm her way out of the request. "where the fuck else are you gonna go?" you ask. "half of zaun is looking to turn you in for some cash, and there's a fuckin' team of enforcers gassing the streets to find you. c'mon. take it as my thank you for fixing sevika's new arm."
finally, jinx relents with a gusty sigh. "fine. we'll stay." she says. sevika grunts and takes the plates to the kitchen. when she's gone from sight, jinx whispers. "thank you."
you smile and shoot the kid a wink, walking to the living room to make up the pull out couch for her and isha. you'll make them both bathe tomorrow-- tonight, they need sleep.
isha doesn't stir as jinx settles her under the covers, and before you can even turn the lights off for her, jinx is passed out beside isha, one of her arms curled around the girl.
you chuckle, pulling the blankets over jinx's shoulders before heading to the bathroom.
sevika stumbles in as you're drawing up a bath.
"get in." you gesture to the tub. sevika raises an eyebrow at you.
"you're awfully bossy tonight." she says, slowly working to strip her clothes. you chuckle, holding her hand as she steps into the tub, then gently helping her arrange her new arm so it doesn't get in the water.
sevika sighs, her eyes falling shut and her shoulder slumping as the steam and bubbles envelop her.
"who were you all fighting?" you ask, dragging a stool over to the tub.
sevika chuckles. "vi's an enforcer now. jinx wanted to kill 'er. didn't work."
you snort and shake your head, starting to lather up a washcloth. "poor jinx." you say. sevika quirks an eyebrow at you and you shrug. "lost silco and found out her sister joined the force that killed her own parents within the span of a week. same week she became a mother, too." you say.
sevika snorts a bit.
"isha's a cute kid, eh?" she asks. you chuckle.
"you're a sucker. 's so cute." you tease, leaning forward and kissing her head as you scrub her back.
sevika sighs, leaning into your touch. "you take such good care'a me." she whispers.
you chuckle. "'s sorta my job isn't it? 's why you gave me my ring?"
sevika's responding grin is dazzling, her flesh arm reaching out of the tub to grab your own, fondling the ring she'd given you so many years ago. "guess so, yeah." she whispers, kissing your hand.
you take your time washing her off, massaging her shoulders and scrubbing her scalp, waiting until she's sunk down so far under the water's surface that only her nose is sticking out before pulling the plug and helping her get up.
sevika's sleepy while you dry her off and herd her toward your bedroom, and she doesn't question it when you push her down into bed before dressing her up in her jammies.
it's only when you spread her legs and kneel down in front of her that she starts to catch on, a smirk forming on her lips. "we're doing the whole baby-making thing wrong. think we're supposed to fuck before the kid shows up." sevika jokes.
you snort, kissing up her thigh toward her cunt. sevika spreads her legs farther, sighing as she relaxes back on her elbows. "think you can stay quiet?" you ask, your breath puffing on her cunt. sevika nods down at you with stars in her eyes.
"yeah. i'll bite the pillow." she says, dragging your pillow down the bed to rest beside her.
you smirk, reaching up to pinch her chin and drag her down for a quick kiss, before pushing her down to lay on the bed and burying your face between her thick, powerful thighs.
sevika sighs, pulling the pillow up over her mouth as you start licking long stripes up her cunt, groaning at the taste of her.
there's nothing quite like taking sevika apart like this. she's so fucking strong, her thighs are so powerful-- she could crush you in an instant if she wanted to.
but she doesn't. instead, she lets herself melt into the mattress, giving herself over to you completely. it's a huge show of vulnerability and trust, and it turns you on immensely.
you suck her clit into your mouth and sevika squeaks, her thighs twitching in pleasure. you chuckle against her, sinking your nails into her hips to pull her closer to you. fuck, you could die happy right here, drowning between her legs as she muffles her groans into your pillow.
"you take such good care of everybody, sev." you pull away to whisper, kissing her cunt as you speak. "you gonna lemme take care of you now?" you ask. sevika nods, reaching down with her flesh arm to grab your hand. you chuckle, intertwining your fingers with hers. "fuck. i love you so fuckin' much baby. could die happy between your legs." you sigh before ducking back down and shoving your tongue inside her.
sevika's back arches off the bed, one of her legs hooking around your shoulder to pull you closer to her. you're sloppy and loud as you eat, sucking and slurping on her like she's a ripe peach. you pray to every god you know that jinx and isha are still sleeping, because with the way you're groaning and moaning into her cunt, you're certain you can be heard through your flimsy bedroom door.
sevika's whole body tenses up, her nails dig into the back of your hand, and she cums with a muffled "love you!"
you groan as you lick up her cum, happy to keep eating to your heart's content. sevika has different plans though, and she squeaks as she shoves your face away from her pussy.
you crawl up onto bed beside her, smiling at her as she tries to catch her breath. sevika blushes a little at the sight of you. "you're covered in my cum." she whispers.
"aren't i lucky?" you ask.
sevika snorts, then pulls you in for a kiss. "not as lucky as me." she says against your lips. you grin.
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brattyspence ยท 9 hours ago
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virginia is for lovers | s.reid
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summary: model!reader accidentally exposes their relationship through a soft launch instagram post
tags: model!reader x spencer, penelope included <3, smau
a/n: this is kinda short n pointless but i wanted a reason to write reader tweeting abt spencer and its been in my drafts for weeks so
word count: 1.1k
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Spencer had worked hard to keep you a secret.ย 
Not because he wasnโ€™t thrilled to be in your life, because he really, really was. Historically, things had a tendency to go south as soon as word got out, especially when it came to his personal life.ย 
You had met in a bookstore. It was a short interaction; you were busy debating which translation of The Stranger was most appropriate to read. You must have been standing in the aisle of the bookstore a little too long, holding two copies side by side, when he had offered his two cents on the matter.
Typically, you werenโ€™t one to entertain conversation in public. Nine times out of ten, youโ€™d get one word in before the inevitable โ€œPlease can I take a picture? I love your blog so much!โ€, but this was different. You werenโ€™t even sure he had even seen your face before he started talking to you. He wasnโ€™t initially trying to hit on you, either. He was genuinely excited that someone was willing to listen to him ramble about the differences between the Ward and Guilbert translations, so when you responded in such a way that asked him to continue on, he was surprised.ย 
That day, youโ€™d left the store with four more books than intended, and a single bookmark where he had written his phone number after you asked for it.ย  He had asked you for your name; a confirmation that he actually had no idea who you were.ย 
The rest was history. You saw him whenever possible, spent nights on the phone together, and flew across the country often just to see him. You loved having a relationship that didnโ€™t need to be public, but you were also excited to share bits of it with the world.
It was late at night, and he was sitting at his desk in the bullpen, trying to finish the last of the paperwork heโ€™d been assigned, when he heard commotion from Penelopeโ€™s office. He figured it was nothing new; probably just some news about the royal family or one of the real housewives again, but sheโ€™d thrown her door open in such a way that it garnered attention from everyone in the office.
โ€œSpencer Reid,โ€ She gripped her phone and rushed across the room with determination. โ€œDo you have something you want to share with me?โ€
He looked up from his paperwork, furrowing his eyebrows. โ€œWhat are you talking about?โ€
โ€œWhy are you on my Instagram feed?โ€ She placed her phone on his desk in front of him.ย 
โ€œIโ€™m not on instagram,โ€ he replied.ย 
โ€œOh, but you are,โ€ she said. โ€œYou are such a little liar. I canโ€™t wait to tell Derek about this.โ€
She pushed his paperwork aside, plopping her phone down in front of him. It was a slideshow on instagram. A photo of the most recent bouquet he bought for you. A few from the museum youโ€™d visited together, including several where his hands or shoes were visible, but nothing that really pointed to him. He could almost make the argument Penelope was mistaken, until the last photo, which included just enough of his apartment to confirm her questioning.
โ€œYou said you were seeing someone and I thoughtโ€ฆ someone from a chess tournament, or maybeโ€ฆ oh, I don't know. Literally anyone else? But you bagged a model?โ€ย 
โ€œI-โ€ he sighed. โ€œHow did you find her?โ€
โ€œI didnโ€™t find her, Spencer. Iโ€™ve followed her for years! I see her posts all the time. I canโ€™t believe you.โ€
He scrolled down.
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@yourusername: virginia is for lovers :)ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  posted 12 hours ago
โ†ช @randomuser1: GIRL STOP TEASING WHO IS HE
โ†ช @randomuser3: iโ€™ve been trying to figure it out since that tweet last month ๐Ÿ˜ž
โ†ช @randomuser2: this is the sweetest soft launch iโ€™ve ever seen <3
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He clicked onto your profile.ย 
@yourusernameย 
5.2M Followers
Followed by @jjareau, @emp.sergio and more
โ€œYouโ€™ve got to see her Twitter, lover boy. Sheโ€™s been gushing about you.โ€
โ€œOh, god,โ€ he groans. So much for privacy. He lets her take the phone back, redirecting his attention to your Twitter page. She scrolls back to June before handing it over, letting him read in chronological order.
June 10
@yourusername: hot girl summer is officially over. just asked a man for HIS number.
June 25
@yourusername: is it offensive to men if you call them pretty? bc this man is rlly prettyย 
@yourusername: update: apparently it is not :)
July 30:
@yourusername: good morning text + picture of a dog that he claims reminded him of me???? gonna ask for his hand in marriage
August 15
@yourusername: up til 2 bc hes explaining quantum mechanics to me ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿป
@yourusername: embarrassed to say that form of dirty talk worked on meย 
August 20
@yourusername: oh btw im a girlfriend now!
โ†ช@yourfan1: look u long enough wtf girl
โ†ช@yourusername: dw im locking him down ๐Ÿซก
โ†ช@yourfan2: thats OUR man now ๐Ÿ’˜
โ€œOh, wow.โ€
She takes the phone back. โ€œWhy didnโ€™t you tell anyone? Or me? Oh, this is great news. Youโ€™re bringing her to Rossiโ€™s next, week, right?โ€
โ€œI- Pen, I have no idea.โ€ He laughs. He watches her type away on the device aggressively. โ€œAre you texting everyone?โ€
โ€œYuh-huh. I need to call JJ, likeโ€ฆ yesterday. And this isn't the end of this conversation!โ€ She darted back into her office quickly, letting the door fall shut behind her.
He decided his remaining paperwork could wait. He packed his things up in a hurry, and decided to head out of the office, dialing your number on the way out.ย 
You picked up on the first ring.ย 
โ€œHey,โ€ you started. โ€œHow was work? Are you heading out?โ€
โ€œYeah,โ€ He started. He pushed through the glass doors of the office, staring towards the stairwell. โ€œIt wasโ€ฆ busy. I just had a really interesting conversation with my coworker.โ€
โ€œMhmโ€ฆโ€ You had been lounging in your hotel room waiting for his call. โ€œAbout..?โ€
โ€œYou, actually.โ€ He replied. โ€œShe follows you on instagram. Apparently most of the office does. She showed me your post today.โ€
โ€œOh,โ€ you replied. โ€œOh god, Spence. Iโ€™m sorry. I didnโ€™t thinkโ€ฆ anyone would be able to tell who you were.โ€
He laughs. โ€œYeah, wellโ€ฆ I work with someโ€ฆ characters. Itโ€™s totally fine, though.โ€
โ€œAre you sure?โ€ You ask, anxiously.
โ€œYeah. It was cute,โ€ he replied, smiling to himself as he exited the building. โ€œTasteful.โ€
โ€œThat's what I wanted,โ€ You reply.
โ€œI thought Twitter was much more interesting, though.โ€
You froze, cringing. โ€œOh, god. Tell me you didn't read all of it.
He chuckles. โ€œI skimmed it.โ€
You groan.ย 
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coolchasteboy ยท 3 days ago
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"Jennifer, we need to talk." "Why do you keep calling me Jennifer, my name is Josh" I said. "Oh, OK 'Josh' we need to talk" she said very sarcastically. I didn't think it was funny. But Mina had been slowly feminizing me for about six months by this time. "What do you want to talk about."
"Jennifer, it is time that you start wearing panties all the time. I know you keep some boxer shorts and some men's bikini briefs to wear for the gym, but we can't move forward with your transition if you still wear men's underwear." "Well, who says I want to move forward with this." With this Mina got a serious look on her face. "I want it and Tyrone wants it. He isn't going to let you live with me if he thinks you think you are still a man." My heart sunk. "Well, what, I mean, what does Tyrone have to do with this. I mean, I agreed that you could see him and I even started wearing condoms like you asked so there was no risk that my cummies would get you pregnant. What else do you want?"
With that Mina, came over and hugged me. "I know Jennifer, it is hard. But this is really for the best. Being a girl really suits you. Don't you think?" "Well, um .... OK I guess it does in some ways. I feel more comfortable as a girl and the HRT is starting to work on my breasts. But I am still a boy - I mean I am still a man!!!" "Of course you are my sweet, but you are a different type of boi. You are a boi who is better as a girl. And you look really cute in your dresses. And remember, the guys are finding you quite attractive at work and the gym. I bet it won't be long until one of them asks you out on a date." "OMG, you think so Mina. I do love my dresses and heals and Chad at work has brushed my butt quite a few times last week." "See my sweet, you are turning into such a woman, much better than when you were a a so-called man. So it is official, only bras and panties as your underwear from now on, OK?"
What was I to say, Mina was right - as usual. I really am a much better girl than I ever was as a man. I took to heals very quickly. And I look so much better completely shaved. Oh, and I love my nail polish. So yeah, she is right, but still ... "Mina, can I still fuck you from time to time?" "Jennifer, you know how Tyrone feels about that." "But Mina I wear condoms now. And you are on the pill. There is no way I can get you pregnant." She replied "you are half right." I didn't understand and asked her what she meant. "You do indeed wear condoms, but I am not on the pill anymore. Tyrone threw them away and said I was not to take them anymore. He said that his cum is to circulate freely in my pussy. That I am to always take his cum in my pussy or in one of my other holes. I was worried about getting pregnant. He said not to worry. He was so sweet. He said 'baby girl, your pussy is meant to hold the seed of a BBC. It wants to feel the seed in it. And it also wants to take one of those seeds to make a baby. It is my job and it is your duty to make a baby for us.'"
I was stunned. "How long have you been off the pill?" "It started about 3 weeks after you started wearing condoms. So I guess about 8 weeks now." I was just stunned. "Were you going to tell me?" "No" she said. "Tyrone said our love making is none of your business." I asked, "does this mean I can no longer fuck you?" "Sweety, really. I mean, I can't even feel you inside me. He has stretched my pussy so much that I don't even know when you are inside me. I just moan and tell you how big and thick you are so that you will cum quicker and get it over with. You can't compete with Tyrone, that is why you are now a full-time panty wearer. Do you understand?"
All I could do was nod my head yes. I did understand. It made me feel a bit dejected. But I knew it was right. Panties just fit me better. I liked the different styles - bikini, string bikini, thong - and I loved wearing pink panties. Even our friends know I wear panties as Mina as made sure to tell them that I am a pink panty boi.
"OK Mina, I understand. I will get rid of my last few boy underwear. It will be embarrassing wearing my pink panties to the gym, but I guess most of the guys there no I am a sissy by now anyway." "That is so true Jennifer. I think the pink yoga pants that make your little tushy so cute gave that one away."
"I love you Mina. Thank you for helping me realize my authentic self. I was meant to be a woman." With that we both hugged and started crying. "I love you so much Jennifer" she said as she lightly kissed my lips.
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Daddy likes that I only ever wear panties now. ๐Ÿฅฐ
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novvabee ยท 3 days ago
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Hi,
Could you do a romantic poly!marauder (without peter) x reader where they are in a established relationship and maybe James (I just imagine it coming for him) having baby fever and dropping hint at it to make the others want to a start a family ?
omg! I totally can see James wanting a family like straight away, but the others are kind of hesitant. Hope this fits your vision โค๏ธ
Oh baby, baby fever
summary: james wants a baby
cw: suggestive? talk about starting a family
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James had been more needy and cuddly in the past couple of days. He was holding you closer, tighter to his chest in the mornings, being incredibly sweet. And this is James weโ€™re talking about. He normally treated you like royalty, but he had somehow stepped it up after spending the day at work with you.
You had been a nanny for a family for about a year now, and you were loving the job. The family was so kind and generous, and they often felt like an extension of your own family. The children were no different. They were the sweetest kids with the most patience and understanding that you had ever seen in a child. There was a boy, Liam, who was 5, and a little girl named Ruth, 4. They were the reason you loved your job, getting to see them and care for them was the best job you could have ever asked for.
Two days ago, you had planned a trip to the zoo for the two, and were so excited to spend the whole day with them. James, who had the day off, offered to come with. He argued that it would be better to have two adult sets of eyes to watch over the children, safer, and you agreed. You didnโ€™t know how the children would take it at first, him being a stranger, but just like everyone else seemed to, they took to him instantly.
Liam was so happy to have a boy to rough around with (though james was about 3 and a half feet teller and much, much stronger) and Ruth seemed to develop a bit of a crush, having James tie her pink sparkly shoes, hold his hand to cross the street, listen to her jokes and animal facts she had learned, and hold her favorite stuffed animal when she got tired of holding it herself.
James never once complained. He played and laughed with the kids, he carried both, one in each arm, whenever they asked, he bought them each a toy from the gift shop with his own money when they asked. He was doing amazing.
There was a different side to James that you saw. You were used to the kindness and warmth of him, but this was different. He was so gentle with them, it came so easy to him. You noted the moments he would get down to their level to hear them properly, to make sure they felt heard even though they were mostly talking nonsense or silly kid things. He lifted them up to see the animals without them having to ask, he just knew they wouldnโ€™t be about to see over the fence. He made sure they had water and snacks whenever they wanted them.
It took a lot of pressure and stress off of you, put some ideas into your headโ€ฆ you thought that he would make a great dad.
And it seems, James had the same thoughts. The next day he dropped his first hint. All four of you and your boys were lounging about on the couch and watching movies. The day was quite glum out and you all wanted to curl up and use each other for warmth. You were curled into Remusโ€™s side, James laying on you, his head on your chest and body between your legs, Siriusโ€™s head in Remusโ€™s lap. You were a big puddle of happiness. While watching a particularly boring part of the movie, James began running his hands along your sides, under your shirt. You didnโ€™t mind, his hands were always so warm and soft. It gave you goosebumps in the best way. He moved his hands from your sides to your stomach, right under your belly button. He was dragging his fingers along your bare skin before looking at your stomach and kissing it. He laid his head back down and watched the move like nothing, continuing to rub your sides, but you knew what he was after. You knew what he was thinking and why.ย 
The next hint was dropped while you were all in the kitchen. Remus finishing cooking dinner for you, and the three of you waiting patiently at the table. You had somehow stumbled into the conversation of which teachers you had crushes on when you were younger.ย 
โ€œOh come on, Minnie had that authoritative thing going for her.โ€ Sirius confidently announced over the noise of the kitchen.
โ€œMcGonagall? Sirius, what is wrong with you?โ€ Remus looked over from the stove, baffled. You giggled and went to stick up for Sirius.
โ€œI don't know,โ€ you joked โ€œShe had sort of a milf vibe don't you think?โ€
The boys all laughed. James replied with a smirk from across the tableโ€œYouโ€™d know all about that Y/N, wouldnโ€™t you?โ€
You tilted your head at him and furrowed your brows but chuckled โ€œWhat do you mean Jamesie?โ€
โ€œI just mean,โ€ he starts, Remus serving you and Sirius both plates, โ€œIt takes one to know one.โ€
You all started laughing heartily at his comment.
โ€œJames mate, I think sheโ€™s lacking the main component for that.โ€ Sirius teased.
โ€œWhat do you mean?โ€ James asked.
โ€œShe's not a mother.โ€ย 
โ€œShe could be,โ€ James said slyly, a smirk cutting across his face.
โ€œWoah woahโ€ Remus said at the same time Sirius laughed a โ€œWhat are you planning Potter?โ€ you just laughed, you knew exactly what he was getting at. You were letting him have his fun before the seriousness sets in, before that very real, very important discussion happens.ย 
The next hint was dropped during game night. You had all decided to play a few games like Overcooked and Mario Party. It was quite a fun night full of swearing and playful anger. It was a good outlet to yell at each other without it being serious or mean in any way. A great way to let out all of your competitive energy. You were playing a round of Mario Party and losing, bad. Every mini game the boys seemed to team up on you. โ€œFuck me!โ€ you let out.
James took this as his sign to slide in behind you and wrap his arms around you โ€œYou know that can be arranged, love.โ€ he drawled, nuzzling into the crook of your neck.ย 
Remus and Sirius shared a look. โ€œWhatโ€™s gotten into him?โ€ Sirius asked.
โ€œHe wants to have a baby.โ€ you explained. You werenโ€™t sure how the other boys hadnโ€™t picked up on it. It wasnโ€™t exactly something thatย  you had all talked about yet, you just liked being together, the four of you, having fun and sharing a life with each other. You weren't sure aboutโ€ฆ a baby.ย 
The whole room turned attention to James, who seemed to have turned shy. โ€œI just-,โ€ he started, โ€œI think thatโ€ฆ Y/N would make a wonderful mother, and I think I would be a pretty good dad? And I love children, I want one. Iโ€™m not saying, I mean, I-I donโ€™t knowโ€ฆโ€ He finished, unconfident and a little deterred.
You sighed, sitting up and readjusting to sit in his lap, facing him. โ€œJamie baby,โ€ You said, taking his face in your hands, โ€œlook, you would be an amazing dad, the best dad in the world. But honey, I donโ€™t think we are all ready for that right now.โ€ you looked over to Sirius and Remus for agreement, they nodded and encouraged you to keep going. โ€œJames, weโ€™re still really young. And I know you had a lot of fun with the kids I nanny, but that is different. Those are someone else's kids. Kids that we can have fun with and do fun things with them and then send them on their way back home where they scream and cry and throw tantrums. They arenโ€™t always so perfect. And youโ€™ve never had to change their diapers or deal with them when they're sick and when they are inconsolable. It was fun, but there is a whole other side to parenting, a hard and serious one.โ€ Sirius opened his mouth to make a comment at that but Remus nudged him in the ribs and shook his head. โ€œSo baby, I am not saying no. But I am saying not right now. Is that understandable?โ€ you asked.
James looked at you and nodded, you could tell he knew it wasn't the right time, but deep down that is something he wants. You kissed his cheek to try and cheer him up a bit, you know he would need a little bit to be sad, but that he would inevitably come around.
Remus, noticing that James was still upset, came up with a proposition. โ€œHow about we work our way up? We start small and then see where we are after. What if we get a cat or a dog?โ€ He suggests.
Sirius squinted his eyes and said โ€œHow about a plant?โ€
James chuckled, the sound making your heart feel less heavy. โ€œI would like a catโ€ฆโ€
โ€œDamnitโ€ Sirius said under his breath.
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If i can combine two prompts: โ€œIโ€™m wearing your shirt if thatโ€™s fine!โ€ย and "Can you do my sunscreen please?" with lia wรคlti if that's alright? Maybe a beach day with the team, bonus points if they are not dating yet
lifeโ€™s a beach - l.wรคlti x reader
โ€œif you hit me one more time with that ball mccabe, i will murder you!โ€
with one last firm glare, you slid the sunglasses back onto your face. laura and leah were chattering quietly beside you, the majority of the team choosing to relax in the sun alongside you.
arsenalโ€™s pre-season was starting in portugal and eventually katie had rounded up some of the other girls to play a few games of rounders. the group surrounding you dwindled until the only remaining were the acl crew, victoria, and lia.
much to your surprise, katie did leave you alone and you flipped onto your stomach with a sigh, reaching into your bag and pulling out your bottle of sun cream.
you sat up and applied more to the front of your body, eyes darting around your scattered teammates to find one that was free. you caught liaโ€™s eyes and gave her a small smile. โ€œcan you do my sun cream please?โ€
there was a little tense moment and for a second you regretted asking her. you couldโ€™ve interrupted leahโ€™s conversation, you couldโ€™ve launched the bottle at kyra as a question, you couldโ€™veโ€”
โ€œyeah.โ€ lia gently took the bottle and pulled you from your thoughts.
you turned to make it easier to her and when you felt her hands on your back, you convinced yourself that the heat you could feel on your face was definitely due to the sun.
kyra grinned at you from where katie had her stand, expertly dodging the rolled up towel you threw at her and proceeding to throw it back. it hit you in the chest and you fell back with a dramatic yelp, knocking lauraโ€™s bottle from her hand and almost squashing poor lia.
you scrambled to your feet and charged kyra, the youngest australian only laughed and had you pinned to the sand in seconds.
โ€œget off.โ€
โ€œno. in fact i think iโ€™ll let katie bury you in the sand so i can tell lia how you feel.โ€
you wriggled frantically. โ€œyou will not.โ€
โ€œsomeone has to.โ€
โ€œi will kyra, just not right now. at least give me until we go back to london so that weโ€™re not all trapped in an enclosed space.โ€
the puppy dog eyes worked. kyra nodded with a sigh and stood, pulling you up with her. you somehow got roped into the next game and found yourself on the winning team.
unfortunately katie was on the other team.
you only managed to rub your victory in her face for a mere five seconds before she hauled you up and dragged you towards the ocean, everyone else watching in amusement as you begged and pleaded.
the water was freezing and despite the hot sun, you still shivered as you re-emerged, walking slowly with a jutted lip towards the calmer group.
โ€œweโ€™re at the beach mate,โ€ leah waved you off as you unceremoniously dropped onto a towel and dried yourself off. โ€œwe were bound to go into the water eventually.โ€
โ€œyeah when iโ€™m not fully dressed.โ€
โ€œiโ€™m sure youโ€™ll live.โ€
you gave leah a dirty look and settled again, watching the game from the sidelines. after what felt like forever, katieโ€™s team had won and as she shouted something about ice cream you perked up.
since youโ€™d taken your top off to let it dry, you were only wearing a bikini top and you looked around, seeing liaโ€™s discarded shirt. you quickly picked it up and slipped it on.
โ€œiโ€™m wearing your shirt if thatโ€™s okay wally!โ€ you shouted as you ran to catch up with kyra and alessia, not giving your swiss teammate a chance to reply.
you linked arms with your two best friends and rolled your eyes at how they smiled at you.
โ€œoh donโ€™t start.โ€ you scoffed.
โ€œwe havenโ€™t said anything!โ€ alessia defended the two of them and kyra nodded in agreement.
โ€œyour faces say it all.โ€
nothing else was said or implied when it came to the topic of your feelings for lia. to your face at least. when you decided to get an ice cream for lia, the smirk on kyraโ€™s face was wiped off after one look from steph.
thankfully steph came up with the idea to get all the girls an ice cream and you watched the happiness drain from your friendsโ€™ faces, mumbling a quiet thanks to the older australian.
as you arrived back onto the beach, the ice creams were handed out and you handed lia hers with a hopeful smile. โ€œthis is your favourite right?โ€
โ€œyes, thank you.โ€ lia nodded, a small smile on her own face.
there was a few minutes of silence between you and just as lia was about to speak up, victoria and laura decided to see who could make the better sandcastle. kyra immediately ran over, dragging alessia with her to join them and you did too, sitting a bit away since you were going to be the judge.
and if youโ€™d have just turned around, youโ€™d have seen the longing look that lia was giving you.
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