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xjulixred45x · 6 months ago

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Since you write for TOH and write for Character!readers too, can I request Luz, Amity and Hunter with an Angel dust reader? I saw the one you wrote for a Stolas reader and I was hoping if you could do this too.

Hello! Yes that's right! Thanks for the Request

(I JUST KEEP SOME TRAITS FORM ANGEL OF THE PULOT BC LETS BEING HONEST, THE CANON ANGEL SHOULDN'T BE LET NEAR CHILDREN)

Luz Noceda, Amity Blight and Hunter with a Angel Dust Reader

Genre: Headcanons

Reader: male

Warnings: Reader has a horrible family life so acts like a jerk to cope, it's not a excuse thoug. References to toxic relationships on both sides, fluff-comfort.

Luz Noceda

Luz was probably the second to interact with the reader. just sharing a table in the beast handling class.

reader specializes in controlling small animals and insects, mainly arachnids.

so OBVIOUSLY Luz was VERY interested in it right away.

However, it was quite difficult to interact with the reader.

not because he distanced himself from people, at all, but rather that he used extreme...methods to get attention.

like using a giant spider creature to tie someone to the ceiling for example (and refusing to let them go for the rest of the week) or stealing things from other people's cabinets with small spiders.

and of course, there was the reader himself.

He acted extravagantly and exaggeratedly, but Luz could tell that he really just wanted attention, no matter if it was positive or negative. It made her sad.

so she decided to be his friend!

They're like Angel and Charlie fanon basically.

The reader goes to the owl house when he wants to get away from his own family, to the pleasure of Luz and the concern of Eda.

He is partly a bad influence friend, but more than anything because he doesn't know better (or rather his own family doesn't want him to improve no matter how screwed up he is).

Luz teaches him more about empathy and respect, so he tries to apply it to certain situations that he finds favorable. and to a certain extent it works, he no longer messes with the students like before.

READER.LOVES.A.KING. She tickles him, she holds him like a baby, she makes him spider-themed clothes, she finds him so adorable!

Luz sees this and KNOWS that there is something good with reader, it is a fact.

Luz is also very protective of the reader when it comes to her family or certain relationships that put her in trouble, she won't think twice before getting in front of the reader and taking out the glyphs.

and Luz also defends him from those who still hate him for his bad jokes or previous attitude. He is learning and improving, but really appreciates the extra help.

although he still needs help to know that it is not just a project for Luz and that they are still friends:'(

Imagine the reader speaking in Italian (context: Angel from the pilot is from the Italian mafia) and Luz speaking in Spanish together🥺some words are similar, so it would be fun if they spoke a strange mixture to tell inside jokes without anyone understanding(Eda is very proud).

Luz and reader have definitely pulled a few pranks on Hootie in retaliation for eating some of reader's pet spiders (may they rest in peace) and have a good time.

Hootie no but that's another story lol

reader is definitely the guy who makes Luz THIS FACE 😏 when he notices her crush on Amity and collects information about her as if he were the fucking CIA and the FBI TOGHETER.

he's a surprisingly good wingman lol.

Overall, it is a very healthy and sweet pair.

Amity Blight

oh boy...

probably the one who first met the reader.

and even A LOT OF POTENTIAL as he could.

since the reader's family is full of gangsters - I mean, BUSINESS MEN, so it wouldn't be strange to think that Odalia would be interested in their... services.

and thanks to this Amity has interacted with the reader since they were both children. both with their different demons to deal with.

On the one hand, Amity had her toxic mother and absent father, but at least she had her brothers as allies...sometimes.

That was the first thing she noticed as a reader.

He doesn't have ANYONE.

His brothers reject him, his father hates him and his mother does not even figure, he is alone against them, against the world.

He and Amity identify with each other and become "allies" from a young age.

not friends, just allies.

allies for when the other needs something, whether socially or...in other things.

I would say that while Amity is a bully, reader is a mean Girl. and who Amity genuinely likes, since they understand each other in more personal ways.

Thanks to this, the reader has more immunity to his practical jokes and even Amity finds some of them funny when they are directed at the right person.

but eventually Amity matures, and so does the reader, and they begin to see each other more closely, because if there is anyone who knows what they go through, it is the other.

Amity fears being rejected, yes, but it is something that the reader also feels, they both demonstrate it in different ways. one seeking approval, one seeking attention.

so Amity tries to make it clear to the reader that you don't have to be special or fall into a category to get attention, you just have to be genuine with it.

They both definitely go to the library to relax, I don't think the reader reads Azura but he listens to Amity rave about her.

Amity will also probably suggest that the reader get a job there so they can be away from their family. like her.

The reader, even with all her flaws, makes it clear to Amity that she doesn't have to be outstanding either, in fact he likes her more when she's a book nerd or when they're out of school, when it's THEM.

Amity definitely goes straight to violence when the reader's family tries to hurt him :)

They are definitely both divas when they are together.

I can see the reader being that friend who helps you choose an outfit, and does that with Amity constantly (or helps her dye her hair)

They both match lol.

The reader likes Amity's palisman, constantly putting it in a bag and walking it (much to Amity's concern).

When Amity goes through the situation with her family, you can bet that reader has an army of spiders after him as he breaks into Blight Industries😅

and he is also the one who cheers the loudest for Amity in the fighting tournament.

in general, two children from dysfunctional homes being functional with each other💜

Hunter

definitely the one who met the reader last.

and probably by the time he had already settled into the Hex squad group.

or else..

Let's say they met when the Flyer Derby happened. reader decided that he would give Willow a hand because he couldn't find Luz or Amity (and thanks to his familiarity with spiders, he can imitate several of their movements IN THE AIR very well).

and Hunter knows him like that, like a teammate.

Similar to Vainy, Reader relies primarily on defense, but uses something...peculiar.

"SPIDER SHOTS LOSERS HAHAHAHAHAH"

Yep, he can basically launch spiders like they were projectiles.

Hunter must have been like "look at that potential"

although in general everything was half ruined when he wanted to make them have the secret of the emperor's coven and all that...

The next time the reader saw Hunter was in Hollow Mind, because he was at Luz's house.

He definitely laughed at how Hunter was talking to Flipjack🤣

but when Luz and Hunter returned from Belos' mind, reader could SEE the trauma in Hunter's eyes, the PURE FEAR.

and he felt...bad for him...

Let's say that thanks to this he is one of the quickest to accept Hunter into the Hexquad, not only because of his genuine repentance, but because he reflects a little of himself in him.

and Hunter is no stranger to this.

When Hunter asks the reader why, he is honest, telling him how he used to do exactly the same thing as a defense mechanism, hurting others to feel better, to satisfy others...

...and they still hurt you and leave you behind...they make you feel worse about yourself...

Hunter can relate this to Belos, but realizes that the reader goes through this with his own family and also empathizes.

Both are a strange duo, Hunter alternates between being the most intimidating to being the one who protects the reader tooth and nail (for a change)

Hunter definitely has trouble understanding reader humor, but he thinks her spider-themed outfits are incredible.

low key, he envies her ability to sew, but eventually they both embroider things to pass the time and do bonding.

Without realizing it, Hunter begins to adopt some humor to joke with his reader😅 everyone fears for their lives.

The reader definitely teaches Hunter certain mechanisms that help him in a healthy way to manage trauma and panic attacks, whether it is mind fullness, breathing, physical exercises, lists, etc.

reader LOVES Flipjack and you can bet he makes him clothes (and he also makes clothes to honor him when what happens happens :')).

FOR GOD, READER HAS TO TEACH HUNTER FASHION SENSE.

I think they could even both do sparring or play flyer derby when they're very bored, or the old cabar un oyo, boy stuff.

In general, Hunter empathizes with the reader on another level, and both work based on that. a good pair of friends without a doubt :3

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speckle-meow-meow · 1 year ago

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Belos/Philip meeting reader in the episode where they go into the tide pools episode is called any where and elsewhere I think also reader is male and it’s romantic and Philip is a huge simp lol

Oh gods that's one of my favorite episodes!!! His poor nose, but Ngl in makes him hot ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[This is gonna be short ans sweet because I honestly couldn't think of anything for the longest time if you couldn't tell "OwO]

Luz is readers sibling

You honestly hand no idea where you were, one minute you were with Luz and lilith and the next you were on a beach.

You wondered trying to find your little sister but to no avail.

That was until you heard her yelling that's when you had to step in.

You saw her, lilith, and a strange man with a very big beard, he looked human like you and luz.

You walked over and greeted your sister and lilith along with the strange man who called himself philip, he asked for your help in finding something so like the good people you were you accepted.

He took you all to a temple (I dont remember much of this episode since it's been a while since I watched TOH but bear with me please)

You were amazed by the architecture it looked so dystopian, it was beautiful.

You didnt even catch Philip staring at you, he seemed to grow a liking to you. Philip wanted to know more about you.

Soon the doors opened and out came a monster you were mad and reasonably so, a man you half heartedly trusted tried to sacrifice you, your sister, and aunt!

After the whole ordeal you watched as your aunt punched him and left along with your sister, you'll catch up to them in a minute but you had one last thing to say before you left.

You got real close to his face and looked dead into his eyes before saying:

"If I ever see you again, I will do a lot worse than breaking your nose"

You left him to his thoughts his heart pounding, he'll definitely look for you. Until then he has to get stronger and reach his goals.

{Hope you liked this anon! Hearts and reblogs are always welcomed, along with questions,comments, and requesrs.}

#x reader #fluff #male reader #tad bit yandere #emperor belos x reader #philip wittebane #toh #luz nozeda #toh lilith

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myjourneytowatchgayshows · 2 years ago

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HEY GUYS, IM ON A JOURNEY TO WATCH AS MANY GAY SHOWS AS POSSIBLE! I WILL START BY ASKING FOR SUGGESTION!!

I will watch anything, cartoons, live action, anime, etc.

would like to start by asking for suggestions then i will update as i go!!!

Even if i have watched the suggestions before i will watch them again!!!!!!!!!!!

PLACE SUGGESTIONS BELOW!!

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creamecafe · 2 years ago

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Spanish Nicknames other than "Mi Amor" to help you guys writing Miguel O'Hara/Earth 42!Miles Fanfics or any other Latino Character x reader fanfics

Before you read the rest, I want to say there's nothing wrong with using mi amor in your fics writing Miguel O'Hara or Earth 42!Miles. It's just the repetitiveness there is in fanfics. There's so many petnames in Spanish that are so cute for couples to use and sometimes Hispanic/Latino parents use on their kids in. Spanish used gendered terms. Nicknames or adjectives that ends in the letter "o" are meant for Male and adjectives that ends in the letter "a" are meant for female. There are also nicknames in Spanish that can be used for both genders or non-gendered. This one will be Gender-Netural

Don't need at all to tag me for these nicknames. But if you want to, go ahead!

Gender Neutral

Baby = Bebé

Heart = Corazón

My life = Mi vida

My sky = Mi cielo

My sun = Mi sol

Treasure = Tesoro

Pastelito = My little cake

My light = Mi luz

Sugar = Azúcar

Cariño = Sweetheart (I know this ends in the letter "o" but it can be used for both genders!)

Dulce = Sweet

The light of my eyes = La luz de mi ojos

My little love = Amorcito (Can be used for a short!reader or a daughter or son)

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pedrostylez · 2 years ago

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The First Week

pairing: Javier Peña x fem!reader

summary: reader and Javier are coworkers that typically hate each other, but find each other helpful in relieving that stress

rating: 18+ (no minors please)

word count:4.4k

warnings etc: smut, dirty talk, light choking, unprotected p in v sex, pet names, oral male and female recieving. NO USE OF Y/N.

A/N: I debated back and forth about how I wanted to write these characters and I think this one and possibly the next 2 (?) will be all before “Mi Luz” to show the development of their relationship. Thank you for the kindness on “Before Mi Luz”, I enjoy everyone’s reactions and encouragement :)

Peña waited all week to see what you would do. He hoped you would beg, but something deep down told him that you wouldn’t do that. That not even if you had been a serious couple that you would be all over him like he was used to his previous girlfriends doing. You were too independent, too caught up in what you were doing to ever lean on someone else for help.

On Saturday and Sunday he dreamed of your mouth. Of your promises for next week, hoping that no one had in fact stepped out of the embassy while he was fucking you in the back of his Jeep. He dreamed of the noises you made and how you were a totally different person from what he saw from his desk.

On Monday he was antsy. He came into work surprisingly early-the security guards, the other workers were all surprised to see him. He just said he “needed to get a head start on paperwork.’ But when you came in you didn’t even make eye contact with him–not even a glance in his direction. You walked right past his desk, speaking lightly to Murphy (who had his head on his desk) a good morning and then down the hallway and stairs to the archives.

On Tuesday he was determined to get you to speak to him. He went all of Monday listening to what everyone did on the weekend, how the drinks were on Friday and “wish he could of made it”’s and not a peep about you and him staying late. He was confident no one knew and that left the window open to see if you would want him again. He was desperate for anything from you.

He went down to the archives twice that day, asking you for help on a couple different bits of information. He fished for any sign of nervousness or attraction and got nothing in return. He left the door open to the archives on both occasions.

On Wednesday he did not come in early, but immediately went to the archives to find Murphy there already asking for your help. “I’m hoping you can find something on him?” Murphy’s hair was a mess and you looked flustered. It wasn’t typical for you to be flustered at Murphy, but if both of you were out of sorts…

“Steve, I’m telling you, I’ve never heard that name before. I need a connection to it that I do have to see if the name pops up. Then I can create a file on them specifically.” You sounded exasperated, looking over to Pena as if to say ‘what is Murphy’s deal today?’

“What’s the name?” Peña could help without just pushing your buttons, right?

Murphy’s head whipped around, surprised to see Javier in the same room as you without poking fun at you. Murphy fed Peña the same information he said to you, you glanced down to your notes and adding a few more details as more information poured from Murphy’s brain. You tracked it, noticing the differences in what he told you versus Peña, noting in your brain where you might be able to find information.

Javier listened intently, watching you take additional notes and realizing that Murphy had been too vague originally. “You have to always give her the whole run down even if she knows who she is looking for. Being vague makes her files inaccurate Murphy.”

You looked at him with your eyes the size of dinner plates, mouth slightly open. How did he know that? “It’s okay Steve, I think I may be able to look at a few files and I can bring something up to you within the hour. I know I typically already have a grasp on what you’re talking about, I just had a rough night last night.” You smiled lightly, trying to break the tension between Peña and Murphy.

Murphy grunted, apologizing for not being as detailed and said he would go grab coffee--that maybe he was just not awake enough yet. Murphy slid past Peña, eyeing him briefly and asking if he was going to join him. “I’ll be up in a minute, have my own question.”

When the room cleared of Murphy you sighed, glancing at the door and seeing it still open. “Which file do you need, Peña?”

“I thought I was Javier now?” He smirked, leaning against one of the tables that held stacked files not yet put away. You looked directly at him, which was all he wanted for the past couple days. “Why was last night rough?”

“I went out.” You declared quickly, glancing back down at your notes and putting the pieces together in your brain of what Murphy was requesting. “Susan and Amy wanted help getting a lay and asked for me to show them how.”

He felt the heat in his body rise quickly, almost to anger. “And did you? Show them how?” He had to take a breath–it wasn’t like he asked you not to or that you were exclusive.

You thought you hid your smirk, typing into the computer quickly but he caught it and he knew he had been busted for being jealous. “What does it matter to you, Peña?”

He paused, tapping on the table and picking up a random file. “It has almost been a week and no one has batted an eye at either of us being absent from the party.” He raked his eyes to you, blue blouse with ruffled sleeves, smooth from collarbone to hip with your pencil skirt ending just above your knees. Some stylish sandals on your feet instead of sneakers you sometimes wore–it meant you drove into work instead of walking. “Do I have to wait a full week before I ask if you want to go out?”

You paused your typing, looking up at him. “We aren’t going to go out on a date, Javier.”

He felt himself melt and wince at the same time. “I figured you were the type of girl that wanted some wining and dining before doing–”

“Based on last time, do you actually think that or are you just trying to have an excuse to talk about this at work?” you scoffed, feeling your head start to hurt. The tequila flowed too easily last night, and the guy was not as good as you thought he was going to be. “Don’t come in here to talk to me about whatever it is that you want. You ask about intel, archives, and administrative things. That’s it.”

He clenched his teeth, feeling the heat of embarrassment reach his cheeks but wanted to prove you wrong. “Fine.”

On Thursday he left you alone.

On Friday he came in early and waited until you were in the archives to walk down there. Murphy was out, the office was busy answering the phones, and this was a perfect time. He walked in, seeing you on a step ladder and turned away from him. Your ass was at eye level in the work pants you were in, belt cinched around your waist and a flowing green blouse riding up so he could see your smooth back. He closed the door behind him quietly in the hopes that you didn’t hear him. “It’s Friday, hermosa.”

You jumped, almost losing your footing as you whipped your head to the direction his voice was coming from. “Peña, you can’t corner me at work. This is my job.” You were so flustered with him standing in your space. You were just trying to put files away, and the ladder wasn’t high (only a couple steps) but it wouldn’t have been a fun fall. You turned, acutely aware of his eyes on your lower half and made it so he was level with your stomach.

“It is my job to ask you questions and for your help, which means I will be in your space hermosa.” He breathed out, glancing down at your shoes and seeing your laces were coming untied. He was trying to not lose his nerve. “It has been a week and I have been dying to be alone with you.”

You closed your eyes and sighed, turning back around so his face was now level with your ass again. If he was going to be a perv then so be it. “Get your eyes off my ass and get it through your skull that we can’t do anything at work. I won’t jeopardize it-I need the money.”

He scoffed. Maybe getting you riled up was the way to get you to fuck him. “The other girls don’t seem to mind.” He was trying to get under your skin, and you weren’t going to let him know that it was working. “Your shoes are coming untied cariño.”

“What does that mean? Cariño? Hermosa?” You felt out of the loop, looking at your own shoes and grumbling, stepping down carefully from the steps.

He tilted his head, noting that your Spanish was so poor that you couldn’t even tell a pet name from a swear word. “You really are just going to ignore how I said the other girls in the office beg me to fuck them here?” He felt like he was losing a battle that didn’t really matter in the scheme of it all, but he wanted to see some sort of emotion on your face. Anything. He couldn’t stop getting you out of his mind from last week and how you laughed when you were alone with him. You had stopped getting angry with him and maybe that was a good sign, but the monotone felt worse.

“Well you didn’t say it like that the first time.” You sighed, stepping around him and being careful to not touch him. “If you need information ask it, otherwise, get out of my archives.”

“Let me drive you home later.” It was a demand, not a question. He wanted to reach out and grab your arm to get you to look at him, but instead he got in front of you and on to his knees, reaching for your shoe laces.

Your breath stuttered, holding on to the file in your hand with fluttering fingers, surprised he was here in front of you like this. “What are you doing?” His fingers reached out to your ankle, pulling your foot up on to his one raised knee and looking up at you.

“You were going to trip eventually, and I didn’t want to see your knees scraped up from that at least.” He mumbled, finishing your shoe laces and glancing up at you. Your cheeks were flushed and he felt the satisfaction settle in his stomach. “Can I drive you home later? I know you walked today.”

“How do you know that?” You felt breathless, dropping one foot as he went to pick up the other and place it firmly on his leg.

“You’re wearing sneakers instead of those sandals. And I drove by you this morning.” He smirked, seeing your eyes widen. “You were very cute walking up the hill by the corner market-”

You breathed out, rolling your eyes. “I plan on staying late and the girls wanted me to go out.”

“Again? Tell them you can’t and I’ll drive you home.” He was getting desperate. He wanted to be alone with you again. The hurt of you going out more often than not didn’t matter. He dropped your foot and stood back in front of you.

The pause was long as you looked through the file, glancing at the information and committing it to memory. You looked up, his hands on his hips staring back at you. He was biting the inside of his cheek, his only sign that he was nervous.

“Fine. But you’ll have to wait for me.” Maybe that would deter him.

“I will wait as long as you need.” He nodded, immediately leaving the archives and keeping your door open.

At five o’clock, Susan and Amy cornered you at the coffee station that was next to where Peña and Murphy still sat. You were making tea in the hopes that it wouldn’t be too hot by the time you got back downstairs. “Babe come with us! What changed from this morning?” Susan was yanking on your arm, purse already in her hand.

“I know, but I have more to finish and Tuesday night wasn’t really that fun.” You mumbled, hoping it wasn’t too loud. You didn’t need the whole office knowing your business.

Peña’s ears perked up but he left his face stoic. He was straining to listen, but he made the preemptive decision to unplug the phone at his desk 30 minutes ago so he could concentrate on what he was doing and it just happened to work for listening in to your conversation.

“What?” Amy laughed, pushing at your shoulder lightly. “You showed us all the moves and then went with what’s his name? Robert? He was so cute and clearly smitten with you!”

Peña ground his teeth. He would find this Robert.

“That’s nice and all but he wasn’t that great. And I don’t want to see him again and have him think I like him. One and done you know?” You stirred your tea bag in the water and squeezed it out, tossing it in the trash. “I’ll see you ladies on Monday. Try out the moves I showed you guys and let me know how it goes!”

Peña watched you wave them off, casually rubbing your sneakers on the back of your pants from where Susan had stepped on them. He had a single chuckle bubble out, making Murphy look up at him with a pointed expression. “Stop listening to them.”

“I just can’t believe that they ask her for moves. Her?” Peña felt like he was trying too hard to get Murphy to not see what was right in front of him.

Murphy hummed, looking back at his paperwork and stacking it up. “I’m going to drop these off to her for filing away since she is staying and then heading home. Do you want to come over tonight? Wife is making some fancy something and invited over some of her friends.”

“No, thank you I am going to finish this up and I’ll head home too. Maybe I’ll meet Susan and Amy at the bar?” Peña laughed, lighting a cigarette and taking a drag.

Peña hoped he wouldn’t have to wait too long for you.

An hour and a half later, you appeared in front of Peña’s desk. “Are you still working?” You questioned, your bag on your shoulder and your fingers playing with the buckle on the end of the strap.

He looked up at you feeling suddenly breathless. “No, just busy work. Are you ready to go?”

You nodded, giving a stiff closed-mouthed smile, and waited for him to grab his jacket and turn off his lamp. You followed him out to his Jeep, again the only car in the lot, and casually glanced at him once you were in his passenger seat. His eyes were already on you, sticking to you like glue while turning over the engine to bring the car to life. “Stop staring, Peña.”

“Can’t I be Javier now?” He smiled, pulling out of the lot and onto the main street toward his apartment. “Would you want to have takeout with me? There’s a mean Indian place down the street that is actually pretty good given that we aren’t in India.” He laughed, looking over at you again to see your eyes already on him. “Or we could have something else.” He felt himself wanting to ramble.

You smirked, making him feel butterflies in his stomach. “I like Indian if you pick the meals, Javier.”

He really didn’t know how he got here-truly.

One minute you both were watching some stupid movie while opening up the food that was just delivered, even though you couldn’t understand what was being said in the movie. He was questioning how you had not learned any of the language you were immersed in, especially since you read transcripts from all the intel. You explained how it was all translated to English by the time it was on your desk, and you typically could play the “stupid American” card when you were in the store.

The next minute you were on your knees in front of him after he made a comment about how you swore much more when you were relaxed and that your mouth would get you into trouble.

Peña’s chest rose and fell heavily, anticipation making him clench his fists around the fabric of the seat cushion. “How much trouble do you think I could get into?” You asked, smiling as you ran your hands up his legs still covered in his jeans.

He was impossibly hard. From 0 to 100, ready for you. “I think you could get into lots of trouble, especially looking like that.” The way his voice dropped never really made sense to him, but he couldn’t help it. And he saw the way your eyes lit up when you noticed the tone he took with you, and it made him want to find a way to speak to you like this around others.

“How do I look?” You asked, cheeks going red as you realized what you asked. You weren’t typically one to fish for compliments, but something in the way he spoke made you want him to keep going.

His pupils were blown out as he reached for your jaw and skimmed his thumb across your bottom lip. “Like you want to beg for my cock.”

The whine that left you couldn’t be helped. You didn’t mean to, but Peña didn’t mind. You reached forward to unbutton his pants as his hand traveled down your neck and across your collarbone, pulling at the flimsy buttons that pieced together your blouse. He could see the blush that started just above your breasts, traveling up to your face and lips, making them look plusher. He lifted his hips as you pulled down on his jeans, cock slapping against his stomach as you took him in.

“Are you going to beg for it?” He ground out in a husky tone, feeling the pearl of precum drop onto his lower stomach. He saw your eyes on him, unable to pull away from his lower half, making him move his hand up to the back of your head and tug at the hair at the nape of your neck.

You gasped, eyes raking up to his face and seeing a similar flush on him. “Please, Peña.”

He closed his eyes and squeezed his fingers, slightly digging into the back of your head. “Try again bebe, you know how to get what you want.”

You could guess what that word meant and it made your heart flutter. “Please, Javier.”

He groaned, pulling your head closer to him, watching your mouth as it opened, tongue sticking out slightly to greet the head of his cock first. The minute your lips were wrapped around him, he threw his head back and exhaled deeply. “Fuck-that’s it. Show me your moves Susan and Amy won’t shut the fuck up about muñeca. Huh?”

You lifted your hand to the base of him, giving him one short stroke and then holding firm to direct him where you wanted. Your eyes fluttered up to his face as you pulled back, bringing spit to the front of your mouth and letting it drool onto the head mixing with his precum. “I don’t know what you mean, Javier.” You smirked, leaning back down and giving one long lick from your thumb to the underside of the head wrapping your lips back around him and bobbing.

The minute you started bobbing your head on him after that little show, he knew you had every guy left in your path thinking about you constantly. The way you gripped him, the way your tongue seemed to wrap around him to aid your sucking had him flying to the moon.

He groaned, looking down at you and seeing your spit gather at the corners of your mouth, how you breathed out of your nose only when he was mostly pulled out, and how your eyes were watching his mouth. “Do you want to kiss me azúcar?” He huffed, pulling you off of him and letting you take a deep breath.

Without letting you answer he grabbed your upper arm, yanking you to him and enveloping your mouth with his. He pushed his tongue into your mouth, desperate to be closer to you.

Your hands wrapped around his shoulders, sitting on his upper thighs in a similar way that you did in his car. He detached himself from your lips, kissing down your neck and bringing his fingers to your blouse. He bit at your collarbone, unbuttoning the last few buttons and pushing the sleeves from your shoulders, revealing a green bra that matched your shirt.

“Will you let me have you again cariño?” He breathed, looking up at you as he pulled down the cups of your bra, squeezing your chest and rubbing his thumb over your nipples. “What do you need?”

You felt like you could cry by how good he was making you feel. It had been a long week of avoiding Peña to not get too worked up. You tried to find someone else-anyone else-but it just wasn’t the same. The thrill, the encouragement-

“Where did you go, baby?” He looked up at you, concern apparent on his face as he slowed his touches, pulling away from your chest. You yanked his hands back to you, leaning in to kiss him quickly.

“Just fuck me, Peña.” You whispered, standing up to undo your own belt as he tried to compose himself. He took off his own shirt, watching as you dropped your pants and stood straight again. He stood as well, wrapping his hands around your hips to reach your ass and squeeze.

“Bend over the couch.” He said lowly, twisting you around and maneuvering you to the arm of the couch, hips resting firmly on the end and your hands outstretched. He groaned, slapping your left cheek lighting and then kneeling down like he did earlier to tie your shoe, but now to taste you. “Just give me a taste hermosa, you look too good to not have a little.”

You moaned into the couch cushion, his nose at your entrance and his tongue snaking out to lick at your clit before wrapping his lips around it and sucking lightly. His hand was wrapped around his own cock, pumping it quickly as he lost himself in the taste of you.

He stood soon after, continuing to pump himself as he lined himself up and pushed to the hilt, both of you groaning in unison. “Fuck–I can’t get enough of you.”

The snap of his hips made your hips push into the arm of the couch in an almost painful way, the sound of his skin slapping against yours absolutely obscene. “Oh-ahh-Javi fuck yes.”

You used his name again and again, and it made his eyes roll in the back of his head. Did you not understand what you did to him? He reached forward and grabbed your hair, pulling lighting to direct you to stand up. “Do I feel good inside you baby? Huh? Tell me no one fucks you like I do.”

You resisted, hands reaching forward to the arm of the couch but he pulled back harder making you squeal out. He continued to push into you, his other hand reaching around and squeezing at your chest. “Yes, y-you do. Fuck-you make me feel so good.”

“Is anyone else able to make you feel like this?” He persisted, moving his hand down to your core and finding your clit easily, and making lazy circles with his middle finger. “I can’t fuck anyone else but you now, don’t you understand?”

You nodded slowly, sweat building on the back of your neck as your core began to shake. “Only you make me feel like this Javi.”

He smiled, pushing into you quicker and letting go of your hair, moving his arm around to your neck and holding you up from there. “That’s right baby, only me huh? Fuck-I can feel you squeezing me. I want you to cum. Can you do that?” He continued to circle your clit, not changing the pace or pressure.

You nodded frantically, holding on to his forearms as he wouldn’t let you lean forward moaning as your release began. “I’m-fuck–I can’t stop.”

“Don’t want you to stop hermosa, cum all over me. Make a fucking mess.” He was straining to hold out, wanting to hear you before he lost himself too.

You started your release, bigger than the last time you were with him and he immediately started to release too. Groaning together in unison as you saw white, breath leaving you quickly as he continued to push into you until he stuttered and held your hips to his.

A few moments passed with him leaning his forehead on your back until he was sure you were ready and he pulled out of you slowly. He silently went to the bathroom, found a towel, and brought it out to you.

“Thanks.” You laughed awkwardly, cleaning yourself up before finding your underwear and pulling them up your legs. You looked at him, still naked and going soft as he scratched the back of his head.

“I uh–I want to let you know that if you want to I would be okay doing this more often.” He stumbled out, glancing at your and your perfect recline on his sofa in only underwear, breasts out and legs shaking.

You laughed lightly, looking at him again. “Yeah, I think I would be okay with that Peña.”

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Ethan Landry x Male Reader

"Eu Tirei a Virgindade de um Assassino?"

• Filme: Pânico VI

• Personagem: Ethan Landry

• Gênero: hot

• Avisos: menção a assassinato, rápida descrição de morte, Ethan é obcecado pelo leitor, sexo um tanto bruto, com Ethan e leitor dominando em diferentes momentos, Ethan virgem e, até certo ponto, inexperiente.

• Sinopse: a época de avaliações está próxima, e M/n, junto ao seu colega de classe e amigo Ethan, planejam passar a tarde estudando. O plano muda de rota quando os dois se encontram sozinhos em um quarto, com a porta fechada e o clima propício. Entretanto, M/n não conhece nem metade da pessoa com quem está prestes a transar.

• Narrador: 3° pessoa - presente/passado

• Palavras: aproximadamente 7.5k

P R E S E N T E

M/n levanta as pálpebras preguiçosamente, mas as fecha com rapidez após sentir o contato dos feixes solares contra seus olhos sensíveis. — Sol filho da puta. – ele sussurra baixinho, apontando o dedo do meio para a esfera radiante que enfeita o céu azul.

M/n ergue o torço, cobrindo a vidraça da janela ao puxar o tecido da cortina. Ele sempre esquece desse detalhe irritante antes de dormir e, mesmo se deitando na direção contrária, durante o sono, ele acaba se movimentando e acorda virado para a janela.

A luz quente, em contato direto com seu rosto, costuma ser o seu despertador.

— Bem melhor. – M/n murmura, calça seus chinelos e se levanta da cama, confortável com o ambiente mais escuro. Ele geme ao esticar os músculos, espreguiçando enquanto se dirige à porta do quarto.

À medida que o corpo de M/n desperta, um certo incômodo dá as caras. Começou no momento em que ele se sentou na cama, um prelúdio leve do que viria, fácil de ignorar, mas conforme ele dava continuidade a rotina da manhã, saindo do quarto, andando pelo corredor rumo ao banheiro, esse incômodo se intensifica até virar um problema.

Mas M/n ri desse problema, por ser uma consequência do dia anterior.

Daquele ontem prazeroso.

Com o corpo curvado, apoiado na pia, o garoto observa seu reflexo no espelho. O rosto inchado pós sono e as olheiras são irrelevantes quando se tem marcas roxas por todo o pescoço para esconder.

O quadril de M/n dói, sua bunda arde e há um calor latente em seu interior.

O jovem cerra os olhos e franze as sobrancelhas ao sentir algo escorrendo entre suas nádegas, algo quente que ameaça vazar pelo seu buraco e manchar suas roupas enquanto escorre pelas coxas. M/n contrai sem perceber, soltando uma risada soprada em seguida, incrédulo com a situação.

Ele tira as roupas e marcha até o chuveiro, disposto a eliminar qualquer resquício da noite passada que ainda esteja impregnado em seu corpo.

Mesmo tendo se lavado após o ato de ontem, porra ainda escorria de suas entranhas.

— Ex-virjola filho da puta! – M/n amaldiçoa as gerações passadas e futuras de Ethan enquanto sente o líquido branco escorrer por suas pernas e se diluir na água quente.

P A S S A D O

A tragédia fresca pesava o clima no ambiente estudantil. Os sete amigos estavam reunidos no campus da universidade, todos cabulando a derradeira aula da grade curricular para discutir os últimos acontecimentos. O ataque mais recente do assassino mascarado acarretou na morte de um dos alunos de Blackmore.

— Vocês viram as fotos que vazaram? Do corpo? – Quinn, uma dos impostores, vagou o olhar por cada um ali presente, demorando um pouco mais em Ethan. A ruiva sabia disfarçar bem o seu exterior, mas por dentro, ela se corroía em fúria, irritada com o irmão por ele ter matado alguém além da mira da faca, quase ferrando com o plano.

— Já vimos coisas demais, não precisamos adicionar mais à lista. – Tara focou em Chad e Mindy, os dois com quem vivenciou o inferno em Woodsboro.

— Eu vi, mas não por vontade própria. Um merdinha praticamente esfregou a tela do celular na minha cara. Eu desviei, mas ainda sim... vi. – Anika olhava para o nada. O estômago da garota embrulhava sempre que os ataques do Ghostface viravam assunto no grupo. A suspeita de um mau presságio dominava seus pensamentos e mais do que nunca, ela sentia medo da morte.

Mindy envolveu a cintura da namorada, apertando-a contra si enquanto beijava sua bochecha. Anika sentia-se segura nos braços dela; Mindy era seu oásis, seu porto seguro.

— Ouvi comentários, não sei até onde são verídicos... – antes de prosseguir, Chad observou os arredores, sempre de olho em figuras suspeitas. — Mas aparentemente, o cara foi esfaqueado nos olhos. A faca atravessou o crânio e deu no que deu.

"Aqueles olhos estúpidos... isso que dá encarar demais o meu garoto." Ethan pensou, sugando o fini de morango do pacotinho em suas mãos, contorcendo a face pelo gosto azedo.

E como uma chamada do destino, foi só pensar em M/n que lá estava ele, atravessando as portas do edifício, andando distraidamente enquanto mexia no celular. Ethan levantou do banco em que estava sentado, mal se despedindo dos amigos, e caminhou apressadamente até o outro garoto.

Eles tinham planos.

. . .

— O seu irmão tá em casa? – Ethan perguntou, sua voz mansa quase imperceptível. O cacheado brincava com a alça de sua mochila enquanto observava descaradamente M/n destrancar a porta da residência. O Landry fitava as costas do rapaz e se iludia com a cena em sua cabeça, onde ele o abraçava por trás e selava seu pescoço com incontáveis beijinhos. — Acho que ele não gosta muito de mim...

— Relaxa, ele saiu pra farrear com os amigos maconheiros dele, só volta a noite. – M/n entrou e deu passagem para o amigo entrar também. Um rubor tomou a face do Landry quando seus olhares cruzaram. Ethan encarou o chão ao atravessar a varanda, constrangido com a própria mente indiscreta. M/n tentou descobrir no chute o que se passava na cabeça do garoto desconcertado. — Eu não sei qual a pira dele em você. O chato diz que os fofinhos tapados são os mais traiçoeiros.

M/n percebeu a falta de movimento atrás de si e girou os calcanhares, parando no pé da escada, deparando-se com um Ethan estático de expressão exageradamente indignada.

— Ei! – Ethan cruzou os braços e forçou revolta. — Tudo bem me achar fofinho, obrigado, inclusive! Mas tapado? – o moreno sorri, não conseguindo manter a pose ao ouvir a risada de M/n.

Uma pontada de preocupação mantinha Ethan em alerta, visto que M/n despertava seu lado sincero quando ele devia fingir ser outro alguém.

Mas ao mesmo tempo era M/n que aflorava a timidez que Ethan tanto forçava ao lado dos outros.

M/n conseguia quebrar Ethan com pouco e sem esforço, rabiscando camadas de Ethan Landry sobre Ethan Kirsch.

— Deixa de drama! São palavras dele, não minhas! – M/n laçou o pulso de Ethan com os dedos, o guiando escada acima. — Quero dizer... tirando a parte de você ser fofo, isso aí é consenso.

O cacheado seguiu atrás, seu rosto colorido com tons vibrantes de vermelho. M/n não tinha noção do quanto suas palavras mexeram com Ethan.

Por outra perspectiva, Ethan não fazia ideia do quanto M/n desconfiava.

Um sorriso moralmente duvidoso traçou a face de M/n durante todo o curto percurso.

. . .

Ethan, íntimo ao ambiente, foi direto para a cama e sentou no colchão. Sua mochila, estufada de tão cheia, foi esvaziada conforme ele retirava os livros que havia pego na biblioteca da universidade. Ethan depositou o material didático e suas inúmeras folhas de anotações pela cama bem arrumada, planejando o pontapé inicial para aquela tarde de estudos.

"Perfume forte do inferno... é tão gostoso!" A mente do Landry passou a embaralhar ao ritmo que o aroma do edredom penetrava suas narinas, tirando seu foco.

M/n andou até o espelho da escrivaninha com uma muda de roupas sob o braço. — Ethan, tudo bem se eu me trocar? Esse jeans tá me incomodando. – M/n observava o garoto, mesmo estando de costas para ele. A figura de Ethan, logo atrás do dono do quarto, era refletida no espelho, fazendo companhia ao reflexo de M/n.

— Cê que manda. – o coitado respondeu no automático, imaginando que o outro iria ao banheiro ou a qualquer outro cômodo para se vestir.

Ethan teve mil infartos psicológicos ao ver M/n descendo a calça pelas pernas. Os olhos de Ethan acompanharam o tecido caindo até certo ponto, pois seu olhar travou na bunda de M/n quando a única coisa que a cobria era uma cueca justa, uma box vermelha tão apertada que mal tampava o que deveria tampar.

Ethan sentiu seu pau contrair vergonhosamente com a visão, o obrigando a cruzar as pernas com força.

Ele encarava estático, quase babando antes de sua excitação o tirar do transe, mas não do fascínio. A vergonha esquentou todo o corpo de Ethan, principalmente suas bochechas, mas esse calor sequer se comparava com a ardência que ele sentia entre as pernas.

Ethan fantasiou com as coxas nuas de M/n, imaginou como seria delicioso aperta-las e suspirou só de pensar na possibilidade do encaixe de sua mão afundando naquela bunda.

O cacheado praticamente choramingou em um misto de alívio e frustração ao piscar e ver M/n vestido. Sua mente havia printado aquelas costas nuas e reprisava a bela imagem enquanto o mundo continuava girando.

O constrangimento de Ethan foi elevado a décima potência no momento em que ele ergueu o olhar e topou com a expressão de M/n refletida no espelho, o encarando daquele jeito.

O sorriso ladino e explicitamente sugestivo de M/n era direcionado exclusivamente a Ethan. Enquanto seu corpo era devorado, M/n estudava as reações do Landry no reflexo do espelho.

Ethan desviou o foco, fingindo prestar atenção em um livro que ele sequer se deu ao trabalho de ler o título.

"Seu idiota! Sempre fecha acima de 80 nas exatas, mas não conseguiu calcular o básico e perceber que sua cara tava refletindo na porra do espelho!" Os pensamentos latejavam na cabeça de Ethan enquanto ele tentava fingir normalidade.

. . .

Ethan não conseguia parar de pensar naquele maldito sorriso, com certeza significava algo. O ocorrido de quinze minutos atrás serviu de impulso para Ethan, fez sua timidez e incerteza deixarem de ser impedimentos.

Ethan era um bom ator, mas M/n se provou tão bom quanto ao seguir como se nada tivesse acontecido. Os dois estavam deitados na cama, moderadamente distantes, ambos com o rosto entre livros e as mãos ocupadas, anotando trechos importantes e resolvendo questões.

Ethan passava a maior parte do tempo encarando M/n, que após se trocar, trajava um blusão preto e um short verde.

Na cabeça de Ethan, M/n calculou o quão curto era aquele short e o colocou para provocá-lo.

Uma suposição certeira.

M/n desejava prender Ethan entre seu corpo e o colchão, montar no Landry e fazê-lo implorar por seu toque, mas M/n queria que Ethan tomasse a iniciativa, para que aí sim os dois explorassem todos os pecados quentes que quatro paredes podem armazenar.

Antes de abraçar o tesão sem escrúpulos, M/n arrastou Ethan até a borda, disposto a fazer o jovem retraído sucumbir à luxúria.

Os movimentos de M/n na cama, quando ele se pôs de bruços, foram responsáveis por erguer sua camiseta e expor parte da curvatura das costas, revelando a pele nua de parte da coluna até o relevo dos glúteos, onde o cós da cueca começava.

A cena prendeu os mirantes do Landry, e o jovem não se importava caso fosse prisão perpétua.

Ethan não conseguia tirar os olhos, sempre que vagava pelo corpo ao lado, esse pedaço de pele exposta capturava sua atenção.

Enquanto Ethan tentava não ser óbvio e falhava, M/n captava as ações do Landry sem sequer mover o pescoço, usando apenas a visão periférica, parecendo alheio a tudo, mas não perdendo nada.

— Ethan, eu não entendi isso aqui! – M/n apontou para a questão na folha do caderno, esperando que o cacheado se aproximasse. — Me ajuda? – seu tom inocente disfarçava bem suas verdadeiras intenções.

M/n sabia a resposta, ele somente deu a Ethan o impulso final.

E Ethan se aproveitou disso.

— Sério? Pensei que você tinha dominado essa matéria. Deixa eu ver. – Ethan engatinhou até M/n, o colchão afundando com seu peso.

— Eu também pensei, mas... – M/n mordeu a tampa azul de sua caneta, contendo um largo sorriso ao ver as palmas de Ethan descansando no edredom ao seu redor, o prendendo entre elas, cercando seu corpo. — Esqueci.

Ethan curvou o torso, se abaixando até pressionar o peitoral contra as costas de M/n. — Vou tentar ajudar, mas não bota muita fé, também tô perdidinho... – não na matéria. Ethan nunca havia feito algo assim com alguém, ele estava perdido no que fazia naquele instante, mas seus instintos eram fervorosos.

E Ethan seguiu a fervura.

M/n contraiu os músculos e suspirou pesadamente, sentindo o hálito quente de Ethan chicotear sua nuca, o deixando eriçado, ansiando por contato.

O riso soprado de Ethan antecedeu o esfregar de seus lábios macios na pele de M/n. — Foi mal... eu também não sei a resposta. – o Landry joga a última pá de terra no túmulo do que uma vez foi o seu objetivo estando ali: estudos.

O cacheado depositava selinhos molhados na nuca de M/n enquanto, furtivamente, levava uma mão para as costas do rapaz sob si, arrastando a ponta do indicador do trapézio até a região lombar, e quando encontrou a pele libertina, livre do tecido da camiseta, Ethan sentiu o ventre borbulhar.

Ele não conseguiu segurar, passou a esfregar o quadril contra a superfície do colchão, estimulando seu pau ainda dentro das calças.

"Por favor... agora não! Aguenta, Ethan!"

O garoto buscou encorajar a si mesmo, mas M/n, o dono dos seus sonhos molhados e imperador do seu coração obsessivo, estando ali, finalmente à sua mercê, era demais.

Ethan choramingou no momento em que a ponta de seu dedo tocou o cós da cueca de M/n. O Landry arfou pesadamente, seu peitoral subia e descia nas costas de M/n enquanto esperma quente e viscoso escapava da cabecinha sensível do seu pênis inchado, manchando não somente suas calças, mas também parte da roupa de cama.

Ethan gozou nas calças.

"Porra!" O rosto corado do Landry não refletia apenas o fato dele ter gozado antes mesmo daquela interação ser definida como sexo, mas também por ele sequer ter amolecido após o orgasmo, tendo no máximo regredido para meia bomba antes de estar duro feito pedra novamente, agora com o incremento de porra melando toda a sua extensão endurecida.

— Etha-

M/n foi cortado quando Ethan agarrou seus ombros e o virou de frente, montando em suas coxas. Mesmo estando em cima do garoto, Ethan não conseguia fazer contato visual. Ele encarava a parede ao lado, constrangido, mas se recusando a desistir no meio do caminho.

— Eu nunca transei... enfim, você já sabe disso. Eu queria que-

Ethan perdeu o fio da meada e vibrou em rubor quando topou com o olhar baixo de M/n fixo em sua ereção e, consequentemente, na mancha de gozo em suas calças.

— Não olha! – Ethan cobriu sua excitação com as mãos. — Droga... eu não queria gozar rápido, mas você me deixa tão...

— Relaxa! Comigo é igual... – M/n levou as mãos até as de Ethan, às afastando, o impedindo de cobrir a virilha. — Quase igual, na verdade. Eu já passei da fase de gozar nas calças por qualquer coisinha que me excite. – M/n provocou, se divertindo com o revirar de olhos que Ethan deu. — Mas você também me deixa molhado pra caralho... – M/n abriu mais as pernas, abaixando o short e dando a Ethan a visão da mancha de pré-sêmen em sua cueca.

Ethan odiava não ter sido o primeiro de M/n, mas enquanto estiver nesse plano, ele garantirá que será o último.

— Eu quero te comer! – Ethan curvou o corpo até estar pressionando o quadril contra as coxas de M/n. — Você sente? Vê o quanto eu tô duro? Por favor... me deixa te foder! – Ethan choramingou, desesperado para gozar, se esfregando com avidez no corpo de M/n, delirando de desejo, almejando estar dentro daquele corpo.

Se tem algo que supera a fome de Ethan por sangue, é sua vontade infernal de fazer M/n chorar enquanto ele empala seu pau bem fundo naquela bunda gulosa, só parando quando entupir aquele rabo de porra.

Mas para M/n, Ethan ainda era um fofinho tapado.

Ethan precisava manter as aparências, mas ele não sabia até quando aguentaria se reprimir.

— Pra quê? Pra você gozar antes mesmo de enfiar a pontinha? – M/n empurrou Ethan até que ele estivesse sentado com as costas apoiadas na cabeceira da cama. M/n trocou as posições, sendo ele a sentar no colo de Ethan desta vez. — Não, não, fofinho. Esse seu pau chorão precisa aprender algumas coisinhas antes de entrar em mim.

— Tá bom – Ethan exibiu um sorriso gengival, pousou as palmas no quadril de M/n e se acomodou na posição. — O que meu pau chorão precisa aprender pra ter a honra de arrombar esse seu cuzinho exigente?

M/n se arrastou pelas coxas de Ethan até estar pressionando sua bunda na virilha do garoto. Sua carne coberta pelo short fino fazia pressão no membro latejante do Landry, que já chorava dentro da cueca, implorando por liberdade. — Seu cacete é muito dramático, Ethan. Lhe falta prática. – M/n se inclinou até estar sussurrando no ouvido de Ethan. — Eu vou treinar o seu pau, tá certo?

Quando M/n passou a movimentar o quadril, estimulando o corpo trêmulo de Ethan, foi como repetir a pergunta, e Ethan consentiu com um gemido manhoso.

As mãos ansiosas do Landry atravessaram a camiseta de M/n, subindo até a cintura do homem, apertando os dedos com pressão naquelas curvas, sentindo o calor da pele.

Ethan deu ordens a física, forçando o corpo de M/n para baixo, o fazendo se esfregar em si com mais vigor enquanto ele mesmo impulsionava o quadril para cima, roçando sua ereção contra a bunda de M/n.

— Sabe... – a voz de M/n veio acompanhada de suspiros e arfares. — Até que... demorou bastante pra isso acontecer. Notei seu desejo por mim quando nos conhecemos, lá no... no início do ano. – M/n se livrou da camisa, exibindo o torso nu. Ethan não pestanejou antes de tocar e apertar o máximo que podia da carne exposta, afoito, do jeito que se espera de um virgem desesperado para foder. — Você me olhava de um jeito diferente. Antes da gente se aproximar, confesso que era um pouco assustador. – enquanto brincava com os mamilos de M/n, Ethan flagrou os dedos atrevidos do garoto rumo ao zíper de sua calça, a abrindo vagarosamente. — Mas quando ficamos íntimos, eu também passei a te querer. O volume na sua calça sempre me deixou curioso, eu me perguntava se você andava duro o tempo todo ou se tinha um monstro entre as suas pernas.

— Meu Deus, eu não acredito que isso tá acontecendo! – suor escorria da testa de Ethan e ele mordia o lábio inferior, surtando com a simples sugestão do toque de M/n em seu membro quando ele passou a brincar com o cós de sua cueca. — Por favor!

A mão de M/n invadiu a cueca do Landry, seu tato encontrou o calor da virilha de Ethan e o pinicar dos pelos aparados. M/n sorriu largo, orgulhoso ao ouvir o gemido consideravelmente alto que Ethan deixou escapar.

Ethan estava eufórico, nenhuma outra mão além da dele mesmo já havia envolvido seu pau. Naquele cenário ele tinha sua paixonite da faculdade o tocando, parecia até um sonho, mas era real e muito melhor do que qualquer autopunheta.

— Caralho... – um riso soprado de pura surpresa escapuliu de M/n. — Você já tropeçou nisso enquanto caminhava? – M/n deslizou a mão pelo comprimento pecaminoso de Ethan, espalhando a umidez que escapava da glande por toda a extensão grossa.

Ethan estava ocupado demais gemendo, não conseguia retrucar as provocações.

— Puta barulhenta. – M/n constatou antes de juntar seus lábios.

O beijo era uma bagunça deliciosa. Ethan não era o melhor, e de certa forma, isso excitava M/n. Saliva escorria pelo queixo de ambos, os dentes colidiram e a língua eufórica do Landry ornava com aquela união caótica. A falta de experiência de Ethan era responsável pelo ritmo desengonçado, mas aos poucos ele aprendia com a suavidade dos lábios de M/n e repetia, tentando acompanhar enquanto unia seus gemidos dengosos ao beijo.

O pau de Ethan escapou para fora da cueca e M/n intensificou o beijo ao ter a visão do membro grande pulsando em sua palma, quente, duro e molhado.

Os quadris de M/n se esfregavam com rapidez contra as coxas de Ethan, sua excitação irritadiça invejando o prazer do Landry.

Os olhos de Ethan marejaram quase que instantaneamente ao ter a mão de M/n apertando seu cacete com força, se movendo cada vez mais rápido, subindo e descendo ao som úmido de pré-porra escorrendo aos montes. O gosto salgado de uma lágrima solitária que escorre pela bochecha vermelha de Ethan se junta ao beijo barulhento dos dois.

— Aah! Dro-droga! – Ethan xingou ao perceber que estava perto de atingir outro orgasmo, e como da última vez, se sentiu patético, incapaz de pausar o êxtase. — E-eu... eu vo-vou... – ele tentou avisar, mas foi silenciado pelos lábios de M/n.

A estrutura de Ethan tremeu e ele contraiu todo o corpo, principalmente o abdômen. O Landry apertou os dedos dos pés e intensificou seu aperto ao redor da cintura de M/n ao ponto de doer.

M/n retribuiu a interação bruta dando fim ao beijo e migrando com os lábios para o pescoço de Ethan, mordendo a pele suada.

Esse foi o estopim.

Ethan jogou a cabeça para trás, travou os lábios abertos e gemeu mudo. Seu pulmão enchia e esvaziava em um ritmo frenético, desregulado, assim como seu coração estúpido, batendo alucinadamente no peito com a visão lasciva de M/n devorando cada microexpressão sua.

As bolas de Ethan convulsionaram, lançando seu clímax rumo a glande avermelhada, que ardeu ao ponto da superestimulação enquanto liberava jatos do líquido branco e espesso da fenda sensível. O sêmen alcançou as roupas de Ethan e respingou no lençol branco, anunciando o fim das peças, que com certeza entrariam em desuso após manchas tão óbvias de porra impregnarem nos tecidos claros.

A potência do orgasmo se esvaiu, mas o pau de Ethan ainda chorava porra. O esperma do Landry escorria da cabecinha, encharcando a mão em movimento de M/n, que ainda subia e descia em seu membro, ajudando a espelhar sêmen por todo seu comprimento, prolongando o seu prazer com aquela punheta lenta.

O pulso de M/n adormeceu e aos poucos ele abandonou o pau 'chorão', preservando a mão gozada para usá-la mais tarde.

Ethan nivelava a respiração, largando a cintura de M/n e tomando um pouco de distância. O cacheado sentiu-se nas nuvens enquanto fodia a mão de M/n, mas lhe restou constrangimento após os efeitos do orgasmo passarem. — Eu não quero que você pense que eu sou... precoce. – Ethan fecha os dedos, roçando as unhas na palma da mão. "Porra, isso é tão constrangedor!" o pensamento pisca em sua mente inquieta. — Com você eu me sinto diferente... é anormal o jeito que você me excita, e-eu não consigo controlar!

Naquele momento, o Landry se imaginou estrangulando o próprio pau, ameaçando castrá-lo caso ele o desobedeça novamente.

Ethan fechou os olhos com força, incapaz de encarar M/n, considerando essa uma declaração discreta.

Mas para M/n, esse era só mais um episódio de prazer sem compromisso.

— Você é uma gracinha, sabia? – M/n movimentou-se, e Ethan, de cabeça baixa e olhos ainda fechados, não percebeu M/n se curvando em direção a sua virilha. — É normal gozar rápido na primeira vez com outra pessoa, fica tranquilo, só relaxa e goz-... – ele reformulou a frase. — Só relaxa e continua gozando. – M/n, com o quadril erguido para cima e o rosto baixo, próximo do pau de Ethan, passou a salivar com brilho nos olhos, maravilhado com a visão tão próxima do membro inchado, reluzindo graças ao recente banho de porra. — Seu corpo reage com tanta intensidade... Ser o seu primeiro tá sendo tão gostoso, eu nunca pensei que sentiria tanto prazer apenas por fazer outro cara chegar lá. – M/n ronronou ao sentir o calor da excitação de Ethan impregnar em sua face. — Você acabou de gozar e já tá duro de novo. Pervertido!

M/n pousou as palmas nas coxas de Ethan e sorriu ao sentir o garoto vibrar com o toque.

Ethan finalmente abriu os olhos, estremecendo como nunca com a imagem imoral de M/n diante de seu pau, externalizando toda a luxúria infame com uma expressão pecaminosa.

Ethan era fraco, tão fraco que o fato dele conseguir enxergar lhe acarretou um gemido. Bastava M/n existir, isso já era o suficiente para manter a líbido do Landry além do teto.

— Tá sujo... – M/n botou a língua para fora e direcionou uma lambida modesta na glande do membro diante de seu rosto, ingerindo o pré-sêmen que vazava da ponta. — Deixa que eu limpo pra você.

— Ah! Porra... você va-vai me... me matar! – Ethan gemia manhoso, choramingando palavras confusas entre arfares. Ele queria ver com clareza seu pau sumir na garganta de M/n, mas as lágrimas acumuladas embaçaram sua visão. — Eu não vou aguentar! Meu corpo tá muito sensível! – Ethan anunciou previamente, antes que sua boca virasse um alto-falante de gemidos desenfreados.

M/n atravessou a camiseta de Ethan, subindo com os dedos atrevidos pelo abdômen do Landry enquanto decorava o formato da cabecinha avermelhada com a língua, arranhando os gominhos escondidos pelo pano da polo azul ao passo que engolia a carne quente e venosa.

Ethan sorria internamente, concluindo que esse, até então, era o melhor dia da sua vida.

M/n consumia a porra dos dois últimos orgasmos de Ethan, tentando não engasgar - e falhando - ao abrigar o comprimento grosso em sua cavidade úmida.

— Isso é tão gostoso! Eu quero fazer isso todos os dias! – Ethan impulsionou o quadril para cima, perdido na sensação prazerosa que é estar dentro daquele buraco molhado.

Os lábios de M/n estavam completamente esticados quando abrigou metade do pau de Ethan. M/n não tinha certeza se conseguiria engolir tudo, ainda mais com Ethan pulsando daquela maneira, exigindo mais espaço.

M/n ergueu a cabeça, ameaçando abandonar o pau do Landry, carente de fôlego, mas é impedido por duas mãos grandes e firmes que agarram as laterais de sua cabeça, o mantendo parado.

Ethan empurrou o quadril com força, fazendo M/n engasgar com todo o seu comprimento.

Lágrimas grossas rolaram pelas bochechas de M/n, sua garganta apertava ao redor da carne latejante e ele arranhava o peitoral de Ethan em resposta, ressignificando a garganta profunda a algo muito mais complexo.

— Por fa-favor... engo- engole tudo! – o pedido de Ethan veio acompanhado de cordas grossas e cremosas de porra que pintam a garganta de M/n de branco.

M/n sequer sentiu o gosto, a cabeça do pau de Ethan estava tão funda em sua garganta que o líquido não encontrou a língua, apenas desceu direto para o estômago.

Com um gemido rouco, o Landry arrastou seu pau meio amolecido para fora do aconchego molhado, sorrindo ao ver que só havia saliva o rodeando, feliz em saber que M/n ingeriu toda a sua porra.

M/n respirava pesadamente, finalmente podendo tossir, livre dos engasgos.

Mas assim como ocorria com Ethan, um sorriso luxurioso tomava a feição caótica de M/n. — Você gozou três vezes e eu nenhuma, isso não é justo... – M/n faz beicinho, engatinhando até estar sentado no colo do Landry, agarrando a barra da camiseta do cacheado e o ajudando a se livrar da peça. — Hora de nivelar o jogo...

Antes que pudesse tomar qualquer atitude, M/n foi empurrado por Ethan.

Os lábios entreabertos e os olhos ligeiramente arregalados, refletindo curiosidade, indicavam surpresa na suave expressão de M/n, gerada espontaneamente quando ele se viu de costas contra a cama, de pernas abertas e com Ethan entre elas.

— Ei! – M/n resmungou em resposta à repentina mudança de rumo. Os braços do Landry cercavam os lados do colchão, com ambas as mãos esparramadas na direita e esquerda da cintura de M/n. O dono do quarto apertou os pulsos de Ethan, exigindo uma boa razão para ter seus planos arruinados.

— Você é muito mandão. – Ethan aproximou o rosto do de M/n, fazendo contato visual. — Tá na minha vez de comandar a brincadeira.

M/n sentiu uma guinada abrupta em Ethan, ele nunca havia visto feição tão decidida estampada no rosto do garoto e quase nunca o presenciou tendo tal iniciativa direta.

Parecia outra pessoa.

Arrepios de interesse fizeram a virilha de M/n estremecer, o fluxo quente tornava as ações luxuriosas automáticas. Em questão de segundos, M/n estava completamente nú, com o rosto corado, sorrindo sem vergonha para o teto enquanto tinha a cabeça de Ethan na curvatura de seu pescoço. M/n recebia de bom grado as mordidas e chupões do cacheado, que faziam a pele fumegar de tão intensos e lascivos, sendo opostos ao mordiscar meigo que M/n imaginava.

M/n mordia os lábios em expectativa, observando atentamente os dedos de Ethan trilhando seu peitoral, roçando sua barriga, brincando com seu pau e acariciando suas bolas, lhe deixando eriçado ao passo que encaminhava o indicador e o médio até sua entrada.

Ethan parou de se divertir com o pescoço de M/n, sorrindo gengival ao contemplar os tons de vermelho e roxo na pele do garoto.

O Landry semicerrou os olhos, encarando a expressão ansiosa de M/n com desconfiança e curiosidade.

Ethan encontrou o anel carente de M/n e começou a rodear aquela área tensa com a ponta dos dedos, ameaçando entrar. M/n vibrou dos pés a cabeça, cruzando as pernas ao redor da cintura de Ethan, aproximando mais os corpos suados.

— Tá esperando o quê? Vai fundo, enfia.

Confusão traçava a figura de Ethan no instante em que ele moveu o pulso para frente, fazendo pressão na passagem rugosa. O simples impulso fez os dois dedos de Ethan entrarem de uma só vez, sem dificuldade alguma, e junto da rápida penetração, havia a umidade de um líquido desconhecido que encharcou os dedos do Landry.

Ethan ergueu uma sobrancelha, sua testa enrugando conforme ele pedia informações para M/n através do olhar.

Ethan estava tão maravilhado com a sensação das paredes quentes e esponjosas de M/n envolta dos dedos que não conseguiu se conter, teve que movimentá-los, mesmo sem necessidade, tendo em vista que M/n estava pronto, no ponto para ser fodido.

— Depois que você gozou na minha mão, eu usei sua porra pra me preparar. – M/n sorriu enquanto explicava. — Você estava tão ocupado choramingando que nem percebeu.

— Então e-eu posso colocar? – Ethan encarnava o exemplo perfeito do gostoso adorável, sendo aquela bagunça corada e gaguejante que segurava a base do pau com firmeza, se guiando até o tão almejado buraco pulsante, prestes a concretizar uma fantasia antiga.

— Bem... você é um caso diferente. – M/n trocava olhares e arfares com Ethan, ambos enamorados com o lascivo. — Você é o maior com quem eu já fiquei... Mesmo que eu tenha me alargado com os dedos, você ainda me parece um desafio.

O tamanho de Ethan ser citado normalmente o deixaria bobo e orgulhoso, mas a menção indireta aos outros o fez migrar para um estado distante. — Quantos vieram antes de mim? Com quantos você já transou? – os desvios do Landry repercutiram em seu tom, de repente frio.

A bandeira vermelha esvoaçava diante de M/n, mas ter Ethan alinhando a ponta do pau em sua entrada angustiada era demais, transformava M/n em uma vadia burra, o deixava lento e tolo. — E-eu não sei... eu não consigo lembrar de todos... – M/n choramingava, vítima da própria vulgaridade. — Por favor...

M/n estava tão imerso que não percebeu a estranheza do questionamento e tampouco notou a mudança momentânea em Ethan.

O cérebro de M/n estava disposto a sentir, e naquele instante, seus nervos estavam agitados graças à pressão da cabeça inchada do membro de Ethan em seu orifício. O Landry orientava o próprio eixo com a mão, realizando movimentos circulares na passagem enrugada de M/n.

A resposta vaga foi a melhor via. Não aliviou os pensamentos sombrios de Ethan, mas se M/n tivesse especificado com um número, ou pior, com nomes, o Landry anotaria mentalmente, para mais tarde dar fim às almas estúpidas que ousaram tocar no que ele julgava ser dele.

E o primeiro, aquele que tornou M/n impuro, que ousou explorar o buraco que Ethan estava prestes a arrombar, teria a morte mais torturante, lenta e criativa que a mente perturbada do Landry poderia planejar.

Dadas as hipóteses, o veredito seguiu-se com Ethan canalizando sua raiva, frieza, brutalidade e crueza no que verdadeiramente importava.

Ethan empurrou seu comprimento para dentro de M/n, alojando sua dureza naquele corredor esponjoso.

O Landry derreteu feito manteiga, sua frustração anterior caiu no esquecimento quando o aperto das paredes quentes de M/n estrangulou seu pau.

— Porra! – M/n gemeu sôfrego, suspirando avidamente, tentando se acostumar com o membro introduzido em seu interior. — E-era pra vo-você ter a-avisado, idiota! – cada fibra do orifício de M/n apertava com força a carne palpitante de Ethan, no objetivo de expulsar os longos centímetros invasores. — Não se mova! Fica parado!

— De-desculpa... Eu não consegui me... me conter. – Ethan tentou ficar quieto, e conseguiu, na medida do possível, já que seu corpo tremia, convulsionando de prazer ao ter seu cacete pulsando tão fundo em M/n. Os quadris de Ethan pareciam ter vida própria, roçando levemente contra a bunda de M/n em movimentos circulares quase imperceptíveis. — Você é tão gostoso!

O Landry não conseguia controlar seus impulsos, atrasando o conforto de M/n com seus espasmos.

— É muito quentinho... Me avisa quando você quiser que eu continue! – Ethan iniciaria as investidas somente quando M/n pedisse, assim ele saberia a hora de fazê-lo gritar. — Estava tão largo quando eu enfiei os dedos, mas agora tá tão apertado!

— Claro que agora tá apertado! O seu pau é equivalente a uns quatro dedos! – M/n mantinha as pernas firmemente rodeadas na cintura de Ethan enquanto reprisava o ciclo de contrair sem querer e estremecer logo depois.

— Nas minhas costas! – Ethan curvou-se, deitando em cima de M/n, pressionando seus peitorais suados e diminuindo consideravelmente a distância entre seus rostos. O Landry bufou, arrepiando de prazer ao ter o pau de M/n contra seu abdômen, pulsando entre seus corpos.

— O quê?

— Desconta nas minhas costas... alivia seu desconforto em mim.

Com os dedos trêmulos, M/n arranhou o dorso de Ethan sem decoro, encontrando um conforto peculiar no ato.

Vergões sobressaíram na pele clara do Landry, acompanhados de leves indícios de sangue. O ardor dos cortes superficiais levou Ethan a imaginar-se decorando o corpo de M/n com uma faca, tatuando suas iniciais na carne sensível do outro homem.

M/n se perguntava sobre o que Ethan tanto divagava, admirando sua face corada, travada em devaneios.

Enquanto M/n se perdia nos pensamentos alheios, sua bunda adormecia, acostumada a ser esticada até o limite, se ajustando a largura do pau de Ethan. — Agora você pode se mexer... – M/n sussurrou na orelha do Landry, empurrando o quadril para trás, pressionando a virilha de Ethan.

Fogos de artifício explodiram no interior do cacheado quando as palavras que ele tanto queria ouvir finalmente penetraram em seus ouvidos.

Ethan levantou o torso e M/n aproveitou para acariciar o peitoral firme do Landry, brincando com os mamilos eriçados.

Ethan afastou o quadril, retirando seu pau quase que completamente do canal quentinho, mantendo apenas a cabeça fincada na passagem de M/n.

O Landry dava corda ao seu desejo mais intenso, relembrando, enquanto roçava a glande do pau no anel inchado, o quanto ficou duro com o primeiro contato entre eles. Havia sido um simples toque no ombro, mas foi o suficiente para armar a barraca de Ethan, o obrigando a inventar um imprevisto para correr até o banheiro. Ele cobriu o volume nas calças com o moletom durante o percurso, o que serviu apenas para apontar onde o problema se encontrava.

Aos olhos de M/n, o cacheado sempre foi óbvio.

Naquele dia, Ethan perdeu metade dos períodos na universidade, chegou a pensar que seu pau iria cair após a quarta punheta seguida.

Ele não se orgulhava de ser tão obcecado, mas foi graças a essa obsessão que ele aproveitou 101% do momento, chegando a superestimar a foda com M/n ao enquadra-la como a melhor coisa que ele já experimentou.

Ethan voltou para dentro de M/n com força, batendo suas bolas na bunda do garoto com o encontro de quadris. O Landry não perdeu tempo e engatou outra investida potente, se permitindo ser guiado pelo instinto, compondo uma melodia estalada com o bater de pele.

— Porra, caralho, cacete!... aí mesmo! – M/n soluçou, impressionado com a rapidez que Ethan atingiu sua próstata. — Você é tão... tão grande que ne-nem precisou procurar... – a voz de M/n estava embolada, saliva escorria pelo canto dos lábios e ele tremia, descontando a intensidade dos estímulos nos lençóis, os enrolando entre os dedos. — Eu me sinto tão cheio... – as lágrimas acumularam, a visão borrou e falar se tornou um desafio com tudo em prol dos gemidos desenfreados.

— Droga! – Ethan suspirava, sorrindo ladino, apertando a cintura de M/n com posse, o pressionando mais contra o colchão, mantendo M/n imóvel enquanto o comia com fome. — Você também não ajuda... – o suor umedecia a pele fervente de ambos e as investidas de Ethan se tornavam molhadas conforme seu pré-sêmen pintava o interior de M/n. — Como vo-você mesmo disse, meu cacete é dramático... tô tentando evitar que ele chore, mas você, tremendo desse jeito enquanto me a-aperta assim... cara, eu mataria por você!

M/n inventou um novo som quando gemeu e riu ao mesmo tempo, achando divertida a forma que Ethan se expressou, com o plus de um pau entrando e saindo de seu buraco, o esticando até o limite.

M/n não estaria rindo se soubesse o quão literal foi a fala de Ethan.

O calor que emanava dos corpos aumentou e com isso, o ritmo estagnou no fluxo inerente da carne necessitada. Ethan metia com força, fazendo M/n gritar de prazer, efetuando certo, independente dos seus movimentos erráticos e desesperados.

Ethan saboreou o gosto do poder e adorou. Ele queria se sentir assim em relação a M/n o tempo todo, não somente na cama.

Ele queria M/n para si.

— É bom saber que você vira uma vagabunda chorona quando tem um pau te arrombando. – Ethan sorriu, orgulhoso de si mesmo. Como quem absorve as camadas de um quadro em uma galeria, o Landry apreciava a bagunça manhosa que M/n se tornou. — Te comer é bom demais!

A cama rangia e, vez ou outra, devido aos movimentos empolgados que extrapolavam os limites da castidade, a cabeceira batia contra a parede. Ethan fazia questão de não deixar espaço vazio em M/n.

Se ele pudesse, enfiava até as bolas.

E se fosse possível, M/n estaria implorando.

Cada músculo daquele orifício apertava a carne palpitante de Ethan, arrancando gemidos do cacheado. Mas a verdadeira vadia escandalosa era M/n, que abraçava com vontade aquela inversão de papéis.

M/n não conseguia evitar a barulheira, afinal, Ethan socava sua próstata sem dó, acertando aquele ponto sensível várias e várias vezes seguidas. M/n se preocupava com os ouvidos vizinhos, seu irmão não poderia sequer desconfiar do que ocorria ali, e com isso martelando sua mente, - seu único pensamento além de "quero gozar" - M/n cobriu os lábios, abafando os gemidos com as mãos.

Ethan não gostou disso. Ele queria ouvir aqueles barulhinhos fofos.

— Não. Você vai gemer! – o Landry agarrou os pulsos de M/n e os prendeu no colchão, o impossibilitando de reprimir seus gemidos. — Eu quero ouvir… qual o meu nome?

— E-Ethan! – M/n estaria mentindo se dissesse que não arrepiou dos pés a cabeça com a ousadia de Ethan. — Você é um bo-bom menino… tão bom em me foder!

O nome do Landry, sussurrado no tom rouco, o levou a níveis astronômicos de excitação, o que obviamente refletiu em suas estocadas, que foram elevadas ao quadrado e multiplicadas por dois, tão fortes e brutas que deixaram M/n mole, restando de duro em seu corpo apenas sua ereção entre as pernas.

E como Ethan, de acordo com M/n, era um bom menino, ele não negligenciaria seu pau.

Enquanto investia com força atrás, o Landry acariciava o que havia na frente, encaixando a mão no membro sensível de M/n, rodeando a base com os dedos.

Se punheta fosse ofício, Ethan estaria graduado. Ele sabia o que fazer com as mãos.

Mas não precisou. M/n estava no limite, com tantos estímulos acumulados que bastou quatro sequências do sobe e desce da mão de Ethan junto das estocadas profundas para que ele gozasse.

M/n arqueou as costas, sentindo aquele formigamento de aviso no estômago. As juntas dos dedos se contorceram e o corpo de M/n ficou tenso. Como estava ocupado gemendo, M/n não conseguiu avisar, pintando Ethan e a si mesmo com cordas brancas de porra enquanto preenchia o quarto com o nome de Ethan, que vazava de sua garganta em tons profanos de luxúria.

— Cacete… vou gozar tanto que você vai pra faculdade com a minha porra escorrendo aqui atrás!

Os espasmos de M/n foram responsáveis por conectar o clímax dos dois, pois enquanto M/n se contorcia após seu orgasmo, suas paredes apertavam o pau de Ethan com vigor, exigindo algo daquela cabeça inchada.

O Landry soltou os pulsos de M/n, passando os dedos para seu pescoço, sem apertar de fato, se limitando a uma pressão moderada. Curvando-se sobre aquela versão trêmula e dengosa de M/n, Ethan trocou um olhar profundo, alinhando sua pupila dilatada a marejada de M/n antes de unir seus lábios em um beijo desordenado.

Para Ethan, uma cruzada com mil e um significados, do mais puro ao mais moralmente condenável.

Para M/n, um olhar.

Ethan gemeu manhoso contra a boca de M/n, sentindo o interior acalorado do garoto mais apertado conforme seu pau inchava copiosamente, pulsando naquele corredor macio, contribuindo para o esmagamento prazeroso de sua carne necessitada.

Ethan parou de se movimentar, permanecendo quieto enquanto tremia sobre o corpo sob si, com seu pau cravado bem fundo no buraco judiado de M/n, apenas aguardando o orgasmo, que corria furiosamente em direção a glande úmida.

As bolas do Landry convulsionaram contra os glúteos macios de M/n ao ter sua carga esvaziada. Ethan ronronou quando cordas grossas de sêmen vazaram de sua fenda, enchendo o orifício de M/n com o líquido quente. O pau de Ethan se afogou na própria porra cremosa, com a cabecinha chegando a arder com a quantidade abundante de sêmen que liberava.

Mas Ethan não queria que vazasse, seria um desperdício, então ele permaneceu ali por um tempo, beijando M/n enquanto seu pau dava as últimas pulsações em seu interior.

Enquanto amolecia, Ethan se retirou lentamente, arrancando um gemido sussurrado de M/n. O som molhado daquela deixa iria acompanhar Ethan até em casa.

— Mudei de ideia, você não vai mais pra faculdade pingando porra. – Ethan sorria enquanto falava. — Meu pau tava tão fundo em você que meu gozo deve estar no seu estômago agora.

M/n revirou os olhos, se esforçando para segurar o riso. — idiota.

P R E S E N T E

Sentado na beirada da cama, M/n enxuga o cabelo com uma toalha enquanto reflete sobre a saída apressada de Ethan noite passada.

O Landry simplesmente disse que tinha planos e que estava atrasado.

M/n não queria amanhecer com Ethan, longe disso, mas ele gosta da presença do cacheado e um tempinho coladinhos não faria mal.

"Ele não é do tipo que come e some…" Mas logo refuta a própria reflexão. "Na real, eu fui o primeiro que ele comeu, então…"

M/n corta os pensamentos, preocupado demais por coisa boba, ele conclui.

De qualquer jeito, ambos vão se ver na faculdade, então qual é a do alarde?

M/n salta da cama ao ouvir o irmão chamando do andar de baixo. Seu nome ecoa por toda a casa. — Espera aí, porra! – M/n responde no mesmo tom, se veste apressadamente, quase cai no processo e marcha até a sala, onde a extensão do seu sangue apontou para a tv.

"Gralha fodida." O pensamento intrusivo pisca na cabeça de M/n.

— Eu falei, caralho! Te disse pra ficar esperto com aquele puto! – seu irmão fala, aumentando o volume da reportagem que rodava na tela. — Você trouxe a porra de um psicopata aqui pra casa!

Um letreiro gigante cobre a parte inferior da televisão, onde está sendo noticiada a identidade dos assassinos que assolaram as ruas da cidade neste halloween, simultaneamente trazendo a público a informação de que eram três pessoas a trajar a figura do Ghostface na temporada trágica.

M/n gelou ao ouvir o nome de Ethan sair da boca da repórter que apresentava o programa.

Ethan Kirsch.

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suzukis-posts · 10 months ago

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𝗡𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗶𝘁 - 𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗦 𝗛𝗔𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗜

Ran Haitani/Rindou Haitani x Male!Reader

𝗔𝗗𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗜𝗔: Menciones de sangre, trío, poliamor, sexo oral. NSFW en general.

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Ran y Rindou estaban cubiertos de sangre. Habían asesinado a un par de personas por ordenes de Manjiro. Tal vez esas personas eran inocentes, pero ambos acabaron con ellas por diversión o aburrimiento.

Mientras caminaban por las calles a ambos hermanos les surgió la idea de visitar a alguien

Tú.

Tal vez una pequeña visita sorpresa no le haría mal a nadie

Ran y Rindou decidieron que querían una pequeña aventura esta noche. Ambos se colaron en tu habitación de tu mientras dormías. No pudieron resistir más la tentación al ver tu hermosa figura en ropa de dormir, luciendo tan inocente y vulnerable.

Ran pasó suavemente sus dedos por tu mejilla mientras miraba profundamente tus ojos seductores descansar, parecían hipnotizarlo aún más. Se inclinó más cerca para susurrar suavemente cerca tus oído, provocando escalofríos por tu espina.

── Despierta, cariño. ── Lentamente comienzas a abrir los ojos, sientes a alguien cerca, confusión estaba escrita en tus rasgos al principio. Puedes ver a Ran y Rindou sonriéndote de forma lujuriosa bajo la tenue luz de la luna que entraba a través de las cortinas de la ventana.

Sin embargo, antes de que pudieras pronunciar una palabra, Rindou se presionó contra tu suave cuerpo asegurándose de sentir cada centímetro de tí presionando contra él con fuerza, provocando un jadeo audible de tu parte, aún estabas ligeramente dormido tu corazón ahora late más rápido con emoción mezclada con vergüenza por haber sido atrapado.

En una situación tan vulnerable.

Mientras Rindou te sostenía con fuerza contra tu pecho, Ran se quitó la camisa ensangrentada y la arrojó a un lado para revelar nada más que pura tentación debajo; un torso suave y tonificado que captaba la luz de la luna como plata brillante.

── Rin... ¿qué está pasando? ── Preguntas sin aliento, tratando de liberarte del cálido abrazo de Rindou mientras fracasabas estrepitosamente debido a que estabas cautivado por el atractivo irresistible de Rindou.

Ran se acercó en respuesta, extendiendo lentamente la mano hacia tus suaves mechones de cabello, pasando sus dedos suavemente por ellos antes de susurrarte suavemente al oído.

── Relájate cariño, solo queremos un poco de diversión.

Apenas podías creer lo que estaba sucediendo.

¿Tus dos chicos irrumpieron en tu habitación a jugar a juegos lascivos?

Tus pensamientos giraban en confusión mezclada con emoción; ¿Deberías estar asustado o emocionado?

Una parte de tí también deseaba esto tanto como parecían, ¡tal vez incluso más que juntos! De repente sentiste un golpe en tu trasero.

Soltaste un pequeño quejido.

No quedaba nada más que hacer más que ceder por completo a estos deseos traviesos que ahora crecían dentro de tí.

Sin dudarlo ahora, te encontraste derritiéndote bajo sus toques sensuales mientras Rindou lentamente comenzaba a pasar sus dedos por tus suaves mejillas antes de recorrer suavemente la línea de tu mandíbula.

Ran, por otro lado, comenzó a pasar las yemas de sus dedos por tu pecho de forma procativa, haciendo que suaves gemidos escaparan de tus labios sin querer.

Tu cuerpo parecía anhelar más afecto mientras permitías que estos hombres, que acababan de irrumpir en tu habitación, continuaran con esta tentadora danza de placer que estaban creando con cada toque y susurro.

Rindou decidió que era hora de llevar las cosas un paso más allá y lentamente inclinó tu cabeza hacia la suya sin querer nada más que una oportunidad de probar esos dulces labios tuyos.

Tan pronto como Rindou te besó, sus lenguas se entrelazaron deliciosamente provocando jadeos tuyos, por otro lado, Ran se acercaba volviéndose aún más atrevido al jugar con el dobladillo de tu ropa de dormir dibujándolo hacia arriba centímetro a centímetro, exponiendo la tierna carne poco a poco.

A medida que te quitaban gradualmente la ropa de dormir, ambos hermanos quedaron hechizados por la belleza de tu cuerpo perfectamente esculpido.

La lujuria de ambos se hizo más profunda y su toque se volvió más audaz. Te empujaron suavemente contra la cama, donde aterrizas suavemente con un suave suspiro escapándose de tus labios, indicando cuánto disfrutas este emocionante momento de indulgencia.

Rindou se acercó para besarte con más pasión ahora mientras Ran dejaba delicados besos a lo largo del camino que conducía hacia el centro de tu pecho expuesto, haciendo que cada fibra de tu cuerpo anhelara más.

Rindou se separó del beso de labios el tiempo suficiente para mirar tus ojos soñadores que ahora brillaban de deseo, mientras Ran deslizaba un dedo en tu miembro ya erecto provocandote un gemido tan profundo y sensual que podía excitar a cualquiera con solo escucharlo.

La química entre los dos hacia tí era sencillamente insoportable; ¡Ambos hermanos te anhelaban en todas las formas posibles!

Tus deseos se apoderaron por completo cuando la mano libre de Rindou acarició tu firme pecho, burlándose suavemente de tus pezones, mientras Ran acariciaba tiernamente tu miembro erecto.

Mientras Rindou continuaba besándote apasionadamente, sentiste que tu orgasmo se acercaba. Ran también lo sintió y le susurró algo al oído a Rindou.

Rindou inmediatamente dejó de provocar tu pecho y se movió más hacia abajo entre tus piernas, abriéndolas más, dándole acceso completo; sus ojos se encontraron con los tuyos con una mezcla de emoción lujuriosa ya que ambos hermanos sabían lo que estaba a punto de suceder.

Rindou comenzó a dejar marcas de amor entre tus muslos, desde mordidas, hasta chupones hasta llegar a tu miembro. De vez en cuando te daba una mirada lujuriosa, mientras disfrutaba burlarse de tu miembro dándole tiernas lamidas o incluso llegando a morder.

En poco tiempo, cuerdas calientes de placer salieron disparadas de tu núcleo golpeando suavemente la cara de Rindou, provocando escalofríos recorriendo su columna mientras atrapaba cada gota lamiéndolas, aumentando inmensamente el placer de ambos hermanos.

La vista ante Ran era realmente impresionante; Rindou complaciendote de una manera que le hacía imposible contenerse por más tiempo.

Ran también quería probar este dulce cielo, así que se alejó de tus labios por un momento y devoró con avidez los restos de tu líquido presiminal.

Finalmente, exhaustos pero satisfechos, ambos hermanos colapsaron juntos con sus cuerpos empapados de sudor.

Su respiración era dificultosa pero disfrutaban del resplandor: sonrisas jugaban en sus labios mientras se acurrucaban más cerca tuyo, estando Ran en tu pecho y Rindou en tu espalda, ambos abrazándote perdidos en la satisfacción.

Había sido una de tantas experiencias que ninguno de los tres olvidaría jamás; la emoción de romper las reglas se mezclaba con un placer tan intenso que desafiaba las palabras.

La luz de la luna se filtró a través de las cortinas bañándolos en su suave brillo plateado dejando iluminar los tres cuerpos sudorosos.

Susurras suavemente ── Eso fue increíble...

Rindou y Ran se rieron suavemente besando tus mejillas afectuosamente, compartiendo emociones no expresadas llenas de felicidad y gratitud por poder compartir tal experiencia.

Un momento increíblemente lleno de lujuria.

#anime #x reader #male reader #reader #sub male reader #tokyo revengers x male reader #x bottom male reader #male reader smut #smut #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo rev #tokyo rev smut #tokyo revengers smut #ran haitani #ran x reader #rindou haitani #rindou x reader

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i do not understand lunter when lumity and huntlow are just better and make more sense

Long Answer: Both Lunter and Huntlow are the fanfic trope of "Redeemed villian guy x Nice girl" (and it HAS to be a BOY VILLIAN and a nice GIRL). But Lunter follows the overdone version of the trope where the guy is mean to the girl for most of their interactions until she "fixes" him (Luz "fixed" everyone cause she's the main character)

While Huntlow isn't that. He respected her from the start, Willow was the first character he wasn't hostile to, and he completed HER arc in FTF. Which people don't like as much cause that's not how the trope is SUPPOSED to go!!!

Short Answer: Hunter was the first reoccurring MALE Luz interacted with (that wasn't animal shaped or Gus) and Luz was the first FEMALE Hunter interacted with so. Y'know how it goes.

Also Luz is the main character so more people want to self insert onto her including in creepy ways, and Hunter is the character everyone obsesses over including in creepy ways. So if you put two and two together... you know those "character x reader" fics?-

#if im gonna get people yelling at me for NOT hating lumity and saying their ship is better #then im actually gonna hate on their ship and do the thing they say i did to deserve harrasment #watch someone go 'UM ACSHULLY I ship them because-'#and then its one of the things listed here but worded to try to sound better #that short answer applies to some lumity fans too if were being real #and would you look at that i get harrased by them too #but suspiciously less people get upset when i call out toxic fans of a GAY ship #now isn't that interesting?

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miniminiujb · 1 year ago

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Alpha Draken cuida do seu Ômega grávido.

Alpha Draken x Ômega leitor masculino (male reader)

° A sua gravidez é recente

Draken olha preocupado para você, que está segurando a barriga com uma expressão preocupado.

"B/n, você está bem? Precisa de alguma coisa?" Draken perguntou.

"Estou bem, apenas um pouco enjoado.", você respondeu.

"Vou te buscar algo para comer. E depois, vamos para a cama, você precisa descansar.", Draken disse deixando um beijo nos seus cabelos e saiu do quarto indo em direção da cozinha.

Draken cuida de você, preparando uma refeição leve e fazendo com que você descanse, sempre atento aos sinais de desconforto do ômega.

• Você está por volta dos cinco meses de gravidez se queixa de dores nas costas, dificuldade para se movimentar e cansaço constante.

"Vem cá, vou fazer uma massagem nas suas costas. E depois te levo para um banho relaxante." Draken falou.

Draken cuida de você com carinho e atenção, sempre se certificando de que você esteja confortável e seguro. Ele ajuda você a se movimentar, carrega suas coisas e faz tudo o que estiver ao seu alcance para aliviar o desconforto do ômega.

° Você está prestes a dar à luz, você está inquieto, aflito com as dores do parto. Draken segura sua mão e o tranquiliza, prometendo ficar ao seu lado o tempo todo.

"Você está fazendo um ótimo trabalho, b/n. Vai ficar tudo bem, eu estou aqui com você.", Draken falou.

Draken cuida de você durante o trabalho de parto, dando-lhe água, ajudando-o a se mover, encorajando-o e celebrando cada momento do nascimento do filhote. Ele está ao seu lado durante todo o processo, oferecendo amor, apoio e proteção.

#leitor masculino #imagine #fanboy #abo #draken #Tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers #Tokyo revengers imagine #omega male reader #alpha Draken #x male reader #Tokyo revengers x male reader #abo Tokyo revengers #Alpha Draken x omega male reader

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wordsaresimple-imnot · 9 months ago

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Masterlist

American Horror Story

AU!AHS multi-chapter

War meets Death - Michael Langdon x O/C Female **Currently on pause

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Band of Brothers

Drunken Confessions - Bill Guarnere x F!Reader (1st person POV, male and female) one-shot, fluff

The next day - Bill Guarnere x F!Reader, Drunken Confessions pt 2, one-shot *smut*

Green Dress - Bill Guarnere x F!Reader (1st person POV, female) one-shot *smut*

Pen pal's - Bill Guarnere x F!Reader one-shot, fluff/slight angst

Truth or dare - Joe Toye x F!Reader (1st person POV, female) one-shot

The game continues - Joe Toye x F!Reader, Truth or dare pt 2, (1st person POV, female) one-shot *smut*

That final line - Joe Liebgott x F!Reader one-shot *smut*, fluff & angst

Oil and water - Joe Liebgott x F!Reader (1st person POV, female) requested one-shot *smut*, angst/fluff ending

Body heat - Joe Liebgott x F!Reader (1st person POV, female) requested one-shot, *smut*

In her arms - George Luz x F!Reader requested one-shot, angst/fluff ending

Leverage

New Hope - Eliot x Reader one-shot/drabble

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stupendouspizzacomputer · 5 months ago

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INSANITY (Hellaverse x isekai male reader) Winners (Part 1):

•Saint peter (Darren criss)

•Molly

•Gabriel (Fnaf/Five nights at Freddy's/fnafvstf2/freddyfazbear/Fnafedit/Fivenightsatfreddys/Fnafmovie/Fnafsong/Fnafgame/Fnafvhs/Fnafmemesfnaf/Funnyfnaf/Nextweekatfreddys/fnafsecuritybreach/Fnaf3)

•Jeremy (Fnaf/Five nights at Freddy's/fnafvstf2/Fnafedit/Fivenightsatfreddys/Fnafmovie/Fnafsong/Fnafgame/Fnafvhs/Fnafmemesfnaf/Funnyfnaf/Nextweekatfreddys/Fnafsecuritybreach/Fnaf3)

•Susie (Fnaf/Five nights at Freddy's/fnafvstf2/Fnafedit/Fivenightsatfreddys/Fnafmovie/Fnafsong/Fnafgame/Fnafvhs/Fnafmemesfnaf/Funnyfnaf/Nextweekatfreddys/fnafsecuritybreach/Fnaf3)

•Fritz (Fnaf/Five nights at Freddy's/fnafvstf2/Fnafedit/Fivenightsatfreddys/Fnafmovie/Fnafsong/Fnafgame/Fnafvhs/Fnafmemesfnaf/Funnyfnaf/Nextweekatfreddys/fnafsecuritybreach/Fnaf3)

•Charlotte (Fnaf/Five nights at Freddy's/fnafvstf2/Fnafedit/Fivenightsatfreddys/Fnafmovie/Fnafsong/Fnafgame/Fnafvhs/Fnafmemesfnaf/Funnyfnaf/Nextweekatfreddys/Fnafsecuritybreach/Fnaf3)

•Dipper Pines (Gravity Falls/The book of Bill/Gavityfalls/10yearsofgravityfalls)

•Mabel Pines (Gravity Falls/The book of Bill/Gravityfalls/10yearsofgravityfalls)

•Hatsune miku/Miku Hatsune (Vocaloid/Project Sekai/Prsk/Prosekai/Pjsk)

•Rui Kamishiro (Vocaloid/Project Sekai/Prsk/Mizurui/Psosekai/Pjsk)

•Mizuki Akiyama (Vocaloid/Project Sekai/Prsk/Mizurui/Mizuki pjsk/Prosekai/Pjsk/N25 Mizuki)

•Ena Shinonome (Vocaloid/Project Sekai/Prsk/Prosekai/Pjsk)

•Stanford Pines (Gravity Falls/The book of Bill/Gravityfalls)

•Stanley Pines (Gravity Falls/The book of Bill/Gravityfalls)

•Audie (animal crossing/Nintendo)

•Cyd (animal crossing/Nintendo)

•Dom (animal crossing/Nintendo)

•Gregory house (House md/Hilson)

•Callie (Splatoon/Splatoon 3/Splatfest/Nintendo)

•Marie (Splatoon/Splatoon 3/Splatfest/Nintendo)

•Nina caliente (ts4/ts4cc/Sims 4/Sims4/the Sims 4/Simblr/Sims4cc/s4cc/Sims/The sims 2/The sims/Ts4 Lookbook/Simblreen/Ts3/s3cc/ts3 legacy/sims 3 screenshots/4t3/Sims 3 gameplay/ts3 gameplay/sim 3/sims3cc/ts3 simblr/sims 3 download/ts4 to ts3/the sims 3/ the sims 3 cc/Sims3/sims 3 custom world/Sims 3 simblr/sims 3 cc/sims 3 blog/4to3 conversion/sims 3 story/S3ccfinds/Ts3 scenery/Ts3 hair/S3cc download/Sims 3 Legacy/Ts3 cc/Ts3 story)

•Cassandra Goth (ts4/ts4cc/Sims 4/Sims4/the Sims 4/Simblr/Sims4cc/s4cc/Sims/The sims 2/The sims/Ts4 Lookbook/Simblreen/Ts3/s3cc/ts3/sims 3 screenshots/4t3/Sims 3 gameplay/ts3 gameplay/sim 3/sims3cc/ts3 Simblr/sims 3 download/ts4 to ts3/the sims 3/the sims 3 cc/sims3/sims 3 custom world/Sims 3 simblr/sims 3 cc/Sims 3 blog/4to3 conversion/Sims 3 story/S3ccfinds/Ts3 scenery/Ts3 hair/S3cc download/Sims 3 Legacy/Ts3 cc/Ts3 story)

•Eddie Riaz (911 abc/911 lone star/Ryan Guzman/Buddie/Bucktommy/9-1-1/911 speculation/911 spoilers)

•Evan Buckley (911 abc/911 lone star/Oliver Stark/Buddie/Bucktommy/9-1-1/911 speculation/911 spoilers)

•Lou Ferrigno jr (911 abc/911 lone Star/Buddie/Bucktommy/9-1-1/911 speculation)

•Aziraphale (Good Omens/Michael Sheen/King of fighters)

•Crowley (Good Omens/David Tennant/King of fighters)

•Hiccup (Httyd/How to train your Dragon)

•Toothless (Httyd/How to train your Dragon)

•Astrid (Httyd/How to train your Dragon)

•Ruffnut (Httyd/How to train your Dragon)

•Tuffnut (Httyd/How to train your Dragon)

•Snotlout (Httyd/How to train your Dragon)

•Fishlegs (Httyd/How to train your Dragon)

•Stoick the Vast (Httyd/How to train your Dragon)

•Valka (Httyd/How to train your Dragon)

•Gobber the Belch (Httyd/How to train your Dragon)

•Gus (Toh/The owl house/Thanks to them/toh gus/gus porter/Owl house/Toh fanart)

•King Clawthorne (Toh/The owl house/Thanks to them/Owl house/Toh fanart/Toh king)

•Eda Clawthorne (Toh/The owl house/Thanks to them/Owl house/Toh fanart)

•Williow park (Toh/The owl house/Thanks to them/Toh willow/Owl house/Toh fanart)

•Luz Noceda (Toh/The owl house/Thanks to them/Owl house/Lumity/Toh fanart)

•Camila Noceda (Toh/The owl house/Thanks to them/Owl house/toh fanart)

•Vee noceda (Toh/The owl house/Thanks to them/Owl house/toh fanart)

•Amity Blight (Toh/The owl house/Thanks to them/Owl house/Lumity/Toh fanart)

Hunter noceda/Hunter Witterbane (Toh/The owl house/Thanks to them /Owl house/Hunter the owl house/Toh hunter/Toh fanart)

•Philip Witterbane (Toh/The owl house/Thanks to them/Owl house/Toh fanart)

•Hooty (Toh/The owl house/Thanks to them/Owl house/Owl/Toh fanart)

•Cherie (Solaropposites)

•Izutsumi (Dnd/Dungeon and Dragons/Delicious in Dungeon/Dungeon Meshi)

•Marcille Donato (Dnd/Dungeon and Dragons/Delicious in Dungeon/Dungeon Meshi)

•Laios Touden (Dnd/Dungeon and Dragons/Delicious in Dungeon/Dungeon Meshi)

•Falin Touden (Dnd/Dungeon and Dragons/Delicious in Dungeon/Dungeon Meshi)

•Chilchuck Tims (Dnd/Dungeon and Dragons/Delicious in Dungeon/Dungeon Meshi)

•Senshi (Dnd/Dungeon and Dragons/Delicious in Dungeon/ Dungeon Meshi)

•Riddle Rosehearts (Twisted Wonderland/Twst/Disney Twisted Wonderland/Twst au/Twst meme)

•The adventurer (Ffxiv/Final Fantasy xiv/Final Fantasy)

•Cloud strife (Ffvii/Final Fantasy vii/Final Fantasy)

•Tifa Lockhart (Ffvii/Final Fantasy vii/Final Fantasy)

•Aerith Gainsborough (Ffvii/Final Fantasy vii/Final Fantasy)

•Yuffie Kisaragi (Ffvii/Final Fantasy vii/Final Fantasy)

•Barret Wallace (Ffvii/Final Fantasy vii/Final Fantasy)

•Elisabeth Woolridge Grant (Laba del rey)

•Sakura (le sserafim)

•Kim Chaewon (le sserafim)

•Huh Yunjin (le sserafim)

•Kazuha (le sserafim)

•Hong Eunchae (le sserafim)

•Hyunjin (Skz/Stray kids)

•Felix (Skz/Stray kids)

•Bang Chan (Skz/Stray kids)

•Lee know (Skz/Stray kids)

•I.N (Skz/Stray kids)

•Han (Skz/Stray kids)

•Seungmin (Skz/Stray kids)

•Changbin (Skz/Stray kids)

•Kim Woojin (Skz/Stray kids)

•Daniel Howell/Dan howell (Dan and phil/mcr/amazingphil/terrible influence tour/Phan/Dan and Phil games)

•Phil Lester (Dan and phil/mcr/amazingphil/terrible influence tour/Phan/Dan and Phil games)

•Caitlin Clark (wnba)

•Hello Kitty (Sanrio)

•Till (Alien Stage/Alnst)

•Ivan (Alien Stage/Alnst)

•Luka (Alien Stage/Alnst)

•Mizi (Alien Stage/Alsnt)

•Sua (Alien Stage/Alnst)

•Christen Press (United States)

•Lucy (Ella purnell)

•Suge Knight (Saturday night live)

•MePhone4 (Inanimate Insanity)

•Cm punk (wwe/aew/nxt/wrestling/Fight club/wwe raw/Monday night raw)

•Jude Bellingham (Real Madrid)

•Kit Connor (Heratstopper/Narlie)

•Ramonda (Angela Bassett/Disney/Black lives Matter/Black Tumblr)

•Pomni (The Amazing Digital Circus/Tadc/Glitch/Digitalcircus/circus/Theamzingdigitalcircus)

•Ragatha (The Amazing digital circus/Tadc/Glitch/Digitalcircus/circus/Theamazingdigitalcircus)

•Kinger (The Amazing digital circus/Tadc/Glitch/Digitalcircus/circus/Theamazingdigitalcircus)

•Gangle (The Amazing digital circus/Tadc/Glitch/Digitalcircus/circus/Theamazingdigitalcircus)

•Zooble (The Amazing digital circus/Tadc/Glitch/Digitalcircus/circus/Theamazingdigitalcircus)

•Kaufmo (The Amazing digital circus/Tadc/Glitch/Digitalcircus/circus/Theamazingdigitalcircus)

•Queenie (The Amazing digital Circus/Tadc/Glitch/Digitalcircus/circus/Theamazingdigitalcircus)

•Princess Loolilalu (The Amazing digital circus/Tadc/Glitch/Digitalcircus/circus/Theamazingdigitalcircus)

•Martha Mildenhall (The Amazing digital circus/Tadc/Glitch/Digitalcircus/circus/Theamazingdigitalcircus)

•Victor Hugo (Les miserables/Les mis)

•Peter Parker (Spideypool)

•Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen (Bruce Springsteen)

•Jon Moxley (wwe/aew/nxt/wrestling/Fight Club/wwe raw/Monday night raw)

•Orange Cassidy (wwe/aew/nxt/wrestling/Fight Club/wwe raw/Monday night raw)

•Lara Croft (Tomb Raider)

•Kirby (Kirby/Nintendo)

•Anya (Mouthwashing)

•Sam Reich (Gastronauts)

•Brennan Lee Mulligan (Gastronauts)

•Vic Michaelis (Gastronauts)

•Jakob Wysocky (Gastronauts)

•Oscar Montoya (Gastronauts)

•Kendahl Landreth (Gastronauts)

•Matty Edgell (Gbbo)

•Baby (Neopets)

•Jennie (Jimmy Kimmel Live)

•Chani Kynes (Zendaya/Tomdaya)

•Jannik Sinner (Sincaraz/tennis)

•Carlos Alcaraz (Sincaraz/tennis)

•Ariana Grande-Butera (Ariana Grande)

•Karina (Aespa)

•Winter (Aespa)

•Giselle (Aespa)

•Nigning (Aespa)

•Penelope Featherington (Bridgerton)

•Kermit (Muppets)

•Miss Piggy (Muppets)

•The Princess (Slay the Princess)

•The Doctor (Doctor who)

•Martyn Littlewood (Inthelittlewood)

•Mustafa Kemal Atatürk (Atatürk)

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xjulixred45x · 5 months ago

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Luz Noceda/Amity Blight/Hunter x Lector como Angel Dust(TRADUCCION)

Género: Headcanons

Lector: masculino

Advertencias: lector tiene una horrible vida familiar y actúa como un idiota para enmascarar, pero no es excusa. Relaciones tóxicas, fluff y confort.

Luz Noceda

probablemente Luz fue la segunda en interactuar con lector. justamente compartiendo mesa en la clase de manejo de bestias.

lector se especializa en controlar animales pequeños e insectos, principalmente aracnidos.

por lo que OBVIAMENTE Luz se sintio MUY interesada en eso de inmediato.

sin embargo era bastante difícil interactuar con lector.

no porque el se alejara de las personas, para nada, sino mas bien que usaba metodos...extremos para llamar la atención.

como usar una criatura aracnida gigante para atar a alguien al techo por ejemplo (y reusarse a dejarlo ir por el resto de la semana) o robar cosas de los gabinetes ajenos con arañas pequeñas.

y como no, estaba el propio lector.

el actuaba de forma extravagante y exagerada, pero Luz pudo notar que realmente solo quería atención, sin importar que fuera positiva o negativa. la puso triste.

por lo que se decidio a ser su amiga!

son como el fanon Angel y Charlie básicamente.

lector va a la casa buho cuando quiere alejarse de su propia familia, para plaser de Luz y preocupacion de Eda.

es en parte un amigo mala influencia, pero mas que nada porque no conoce mejor(mejor dicho su propia familia no quiere que mejore por mas jodido que sea).

Luz le enseña mas sobre la empatia y el respeto, por lo que el trata de aplicarlo a ciertas situaciones que encuentra favorables. y en cierta medida funciona, ya no se mete con los estudiantes como antes.

LECTOR.AMA.A.KING. le hace cosquillas, lo carga como bebe, le hace ropita con tematica de araña ¡lo encuentra tan adorable!

Luz ve esto y SABE que hay algo bueno con lector, es un hecho.

Luz tambien es muy protectora con lector cuando se trata de su familia o ciertas relaciones que lo ponen en problemas, ella no lo pensara dos veces antes de ponerse enfrente de lector y sacar los glifos.

y tambien Luz lo defiende de quienes aun lo odian por sus bromas pesadas o actitud anterior. el esta aprendiendo y mejorando, pero realmente aprecia la ayuda adicional.

aunque aun necesita ayuda para saber que no es solo un proyecto para Luz y que siguen siendo amigos:'(

imagínate a lector hablando en italiano(contexto: Angel del piloto es de la mafia italiana) y Luz hablando en español juntos 🥺algunas palabras se parecen, por lo que seria divertido si hablan una mezcla rara para decir bromas internas sin que nadie entienda.

Luz y lector definitivamente han hecho un par de bromas a Hootie como represalia por comerse algunas de las arañas mascotas de lector(que en paz descansen) y pasan un buen rato.

Hootie no pero eso es otra historia lol

definitivamente lector es el tipo que le hace a Luz ESTA CARA 😏 cuando nota su crush en Amity y recolecta información sobre ella como si fuera la puta CIA.

es un sorprendentemente buen wingman lol.

en general, es un par muy sano.

Amity Blight

oh chico...

probablemente la que conocio primero a lector.

y aun MUCHO POTENCIAL de como pudo.

ya que la familia de lector es de mafiosos- digo, HOMBRES DE NEGOCIOS, por lo que no sería extraño pensar que Odalia estaría interesada en sus... servicios.

y gracias a esto Amity a interactuado con lector desde que ambos eran niños. ambos con sus diferentes demonios que manejar.

por un lado Amity tenia a su madre toxica y padre ausente, pero al menos tenia a sus hermanos de aliados..a veces.

eso fue lo primero que ella noto de lector.

el no tiene a NADIE.

sus hermanos lo rechazan, su padre lo odian y su madre nisiquiera figura, el esta solo contra ellos, contra el mundo.

Amity y el se sienten identificados el uno con el otro y se vuelven "aliados" desde jovenes.

no amigos, solo aliados.

aliados para cuando el otro necesite algo, ya sea socialmente o...en otras cosas.

diria que mientras Amity es una bully, lector es una mean Girl. y a quien Amity le tiene un agrado genuino, pues se entienden de formas mas personales.

gracias a esto lector tiene mas inmunidad con sus bromas pesadas e incluso Amity encuentra algunas de ellas divertidas cuando son dirijidas a la persona correcta.

pero eventualmente Amity madura, y tambien lector, y empiezan a verse de forma mas cercana, pues si hay alguien que sabe por lo que pasan es el otro.

Amity teme ser rechazada, si, pero es algo que lector tambien siente, ambos lo demuestran de distintas formas. uno buscando aprovacion, uno buscando atención.

por lo que Amity trata de dejarle en claro a lector que no tiene que ser especial o entrar en una categoría para llamar la atención, solo tiene que ser genuino con ella.

definitivamente ambos van a la biblioteca para relajarse, no creo que lector lea Azura pero escucha a Amity rantear sobre ella.

tambien probablemente Amity le sugiera a lector conseguir un trabajo ahi y asi estar lejos de su familia. como ella.

lector, aun con todas su fallas, le deja en claro a Amity que ella tampoco tiene que ser sobresaliente, de hecho le agrada mas cuando es una nerd de libros o cuando están fuera de la escuela, cuando son ELLOS.

definitivamente Amity va directo a la violencia cuando la familia de lector trata de lastimarlo :)

definitivamente ambos son unas divas cuando estan juntos.

puedo ver a lector siendo ese amigo que te ayuda a elegir outfit, y hace eso con Amity constantemente(o ayudarle a teñirse el pelo)

ambos combinan lol.

a lector le gusta el palisman de Amity, constantemente lo pone en un bolsito y lo pasea(para la preocupación de Amity).

cuando Amity pasa por la situación con su familia, puedes apostar a que lector lleva consiguió un ejercito de arañas detras de el mientras irrumpe en industrias Blight😅

y tambien es quien anima con mas fuerza por Amity en el torneo de lucha.

en general, dos niños de hogares disfuncionales siendo funcionales el uno con el otro💜

Hunter

definitivamente el que conocio a lector a lo ultimo.

y probablemente para cuando el ya se habia instalado en el grupo del Hex squad.

o si no..

digamos que se conocieron cuando ocurrio lo del Flyer Derby. lector decidio que le hecharia una mano a Willow porque no encontraba a Luz ni Amity(y gracias a su familiaridad con las arañas, puede imitar varios de sus movimientos EN EL AIRE muy bien).

y Hunter lo conoce asi, como un compañero de equipo.

similar a Vainy, lector se basa principalmente en defensa, pero utiliza algo...peculiar .

"SPIDER SHOTS PERDEDORES HAHAHAHAHAH"

Sip, básicamente puede lanzar arañas como si fueran proyectiles.

Hunter debio esta como "mira ese potencial"

aunque en general todo se medio arruino cuando quiso hacerles tener sigilo del aquelarre del emperador y todo eso...

la proxima vez que lector vio a Hunter fue en Hollow mind, porque el estaba en casa de Luz.

el definitivamente se rio de como Hunter hablaba con Flipjack🤣

pero cuando Luz y Hunter regresaron de la mente de Belos, lector pudo VER el trauma en los ojos de Hunter, el MIEDO PURO.

y se sintió...mal por el..

digamos que gracias a esto el es de los que mas rapido aceptan a Hunter en el Hexquad, no solo por su arrepentimiento genuino, sino porque se refleja un poco a si mismo en el.

y Hunter no es ajeno a esto.

cuando Hunter pregunta porque a lector, el se sincera, le cuenta como solia hacer exactamente lo mismo como mecanismo de defensa, herir a otros para sentirte mejor, para satisfacer a otros..

...y que aun asi te lastimen y dejen atras..que te hagan sentir peor contigo mismo...

Hunter puede relacionad esto con Belos, pero se da cuenta de que lector pasa por esto con su propia familia y tambien empatiza.

ambos son un duo raro, Hunter alterna entre ser el mas intimidante a ser el que lector proteje a capa y espada(para variar)

definitivamente Hunter tiene problemas para entender el humor de lector, pero cree que sus outfit con temática de araña estan increibles.

low key, el envidia su capacidad para cocer, perl eventualmente ambos bordan cosas para pasar eo tiempo y hacer bonding.

sin darse cuenta Hunter empieza a adoptar algo del humor para bromas se lector😅 todos temen por sus vidas.

lector definitivamente le enseña a Hunter ciertos mecanismos que le ayudan de forma sana a manejar el trauma y los ataques de pánico, ya sea mind fullness, respiraciones, ejercicios fisicos, listas, etc.

lector AMA a Flipjack y puedes apostar a que le hace ropita(y tambien hace ropa para honrarlo cuando pasa lo que pasa:')).

POR DIOS, LECTOR TIENE QUE ENSEÑARLE A HUNTER SENTIDO DE LA MODA.

creo que incluso ambos podrían hacer esparrin o jugar flyer derby cuando estan muy aburridos, o la vieja cabar un oyo, cosas de chicos.

en general Hunter empatiza a otro nivel con lector, y ambos funcionan en base a eso. un buen par de amigos sin duda :3

#headcanons #male reader #español #spanish #toh #the owl house amity #luz the owl house #the owl house #the owl house hunter #hunter toh #luz toh #amity toh #hunter x reader #amity x reader #luz x reader #platonic reader

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smuttyelectricwheelchair · 2 years ago

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luz de mis ojos

summary - - - just a oneshot of sweet domestic life . . . ooc!miguel x chubby!male!reader (cock and balls)

content warnings - - - blindsided by horny miguel . . thats about it !

wc - - - 605 (lil baby)

miguel loves you very, very much, and he almost never lets you leave your home of nueva york or barely even your shared apartment. you've gotten used to it by now, and are comfortable in the penthouse of one of the tallest buildings in the city, as you've made the whole place much more cozy. on one shady evening, when the moon is hanging low in the sky and the horizon is a sweet shade of dusty blue, you're trying to figure out where you put the red measuring spoons for your latest chicken-preparing adventure. you hear a click after a beep on the other side of the kitchen wall, and you know it's not the housekeeper, because the housekeeper doesn't groan, grunt and moan every time she steps foot in the door.

"sweetface, ohhh, my sweetface," you can hear the tension in his voice and the scowl on his face, "what did i ever do to desrve the things these kids make me put up w-" he stops. "what smells so damn good?"

you smile and reach even harder into the top shelf of your highest cabinet and almost fall off your stepstool, when suddenly you feel two huge arms wrap around you and hold you tight. even though you're a bigger guy, you always loved how easily miguel could snake his way onto you.

"hey, honey!" you exclaim, "guess what? i brushed up on some spanish today!" you turn to face miguel and hug him around his oh-so stiff neck. he relaxes, but only a little.

"really, mi tesoro? then what if i told you to quítate los pantalones y déjame saborearte, huh?" he grins at his own stupid joke and looks up at you with a smidge of beady redness in his eyes.

"okay, well, i understand 'pants', and i understand that look on your face," you sigh exhaperatedly. "what did they do to you this time, mig?" you let go of his neck and move to loosen his almost desperate grip on your waist when you're abruptly lifted into the air and slung over miguel's shoulder.

"hey, hey, hey! just what the hell do you think you're doing, miggy!?" your lover gently takes and tosses you onto his and your bed, making sure not to hit your head on the headboard. "miguel o'hara! what is your pr-"

"shut the fuck up, luz de mis ojos. please, please-" he kneels on the bed and crawls slowly toward you, placing one of his rough, taloned hands on your hip and shifting a claw underneath your waistband. "i need you so bad right now, please." miguel drags his gaze over your body and meets your eyes, stopping his movements to wait for a response. you're less than surprised, and honestly a little turned on.

"well," you start, "promise me you'll tell me about your day over dinner.." you lean forward and hook your index finger on the collar of the crewneck he always wears in public, pulling him closer, "and i'll let you do whatever you want to me, querido." miguel's irises set ablaze a fiery crimson. he moves at the speed of light on top of you, reaching his cheek to meet yours, and to whisper in your ear.

"prometo."

miguel rips a clean line down the side of your boxers, making you shiver at the sudden air chill. in a quick and precise set of actions, o'hara yanks down your him-themed underwear, lifts your tank top off your body and leans up and back to rest on his knees in-bewtween your legs, admiring the view only he gets to soak up.. only him.

you see him working it out in his head-

what he's going to do to you.

#miguel o'hara smut #miguel o'hara #spider-man 2099 #across the spiderverse #spider-man: across the spider-verse #spiderman #miguel o'hara headcanons #miguel o'hara x male reader #miguel o'hara x you #male reader #gay

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ambrosiagoldfish · 1 year ago

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Hello! Would I be able to request edric blight x m!reader. Maybe a small fix about edric asking reader to grom. Thank you in advance

A/n: I had a really fun Time writing this!! It’s a lot longer than a “small fic” but I hope that’s ok, if you would want to see another fic at some point with them actually going to Grom, I’d love to write that as well! Also please tell me if i misspelled anything. Thank you for requesting!! O_O

Word count: 2489

Edric Blight x Male reader

TW/ None! But there is Edric being a little self deprecating!

Grom Jitters

This couldn't be happening…

This CAN’T be happening! As much as he would like to complain about it, Edric only had himself to blame. “What for?” you may be asking. Well, Starting a few days ago Edric, may or may not have let it slip to Emira and Amity that he, may or may not have a big fat crush on you. He wasn't the best at hiding secrets, especially from his sisters, but he thought he could at the very least keep this one.

But of course, he couldn't, as soon as his sisters started talking about who they were going with to Grom, his mind immediately started to wander to you. He started thinking about the way your eyes light up when you talk about something you like, how you patiently listened to him talk, and the times you brought him snacks, even though he didn't ask for them.

He knew he had a silly crush before but he didn't realize how much he actually liked you. How much he wants you to be there with him, dance with him… just have fun with him.

“I want to go with Y/n” Edric sighs, it takes him a second before he even realizes he said it out loud. His back quickly went straight, he really hoped they didn't hear him but it was clearly written on their faces. The room was quiet for what felt like an eternity, but it couldn't have been more than a few seconds. But then it happened, the hurricane of questions began to be flung at him.

“Y/n?!” They both scream

“When are you gonna ask Him?” Amity asks,

“No offense but Y/n is way out of your league,” Emira says bluntly

“Rude, but… true. And I'm not going to ask Him! And even if I did, I doubt He'd want to go with me. He probably has a date already too.” Edric says as he slumps back into his chair, hands covering his face, excuse after excuse leaving his lips.

“Hey, don't talk like that Ed, from what I’ve been told by Luz and him, He doesn't have one yet.” Amity reassures him, He slowly moves his hands from his face, before looking away to the corner of the room.

“Well even if that's true, I think he would just laugh at me for even asking him that.” Edic grips his hair lightly just imagining the embarrassing thought.

“OK Ed, now you're just being ridiculous, you know he wouldn’t do that!” Emira says, nudging his shoulder a bit. They were right, Y/n wouldn't do that, He is far too nice to ever dream of doing that to someone.

“Come on Ed, you might as well try! The worst he can say is no.” Amity once again reassures. Edric Looks back at his sisters, they clearly won't take no for an answer.

“Ugh… Fine.” He stretches his words then leans back up in his chair, “So… How do I ask him?

The girls thought for a moment

“You could write them a poem?” Amity thinks out loud

“No, the last time I did that I got stood up”

“To be fair, you did accidentally send it to their mom” Emira snickered as Edric’s face flushed a bright red.

“How about you… bake him something? I baked Luz a Fairy pie when I had a crush on her.” Amity lists more ideas

“Hmm, I do get good grades in the Potions track, surely baking couldn't be too different,” Edric thought “Ok, Baking it is!”

“Ok then, so with that settled, we will help you bake and you will ask him the day before Grom!” Emria Said clapping her hands.

3 days later

“OK Ed, I had Luz ask Y/n what his favorite flavor of cookies is, and she also gave us a recipe she memorized from the human realm, so surely this should suffice.” Amity began laying stuff on the counter “I had to get the ingredients myself as Luz is busy occupying Y/n all day.”

“Wait, Where’s Emira?” Edric asked

“Oh, she's out grabbing some last-minute things for us, she'll be back soon.”

“Alright then, Time to make the best cookies Y/n would ever try!” And with that Amity and Edric began to work.

Amity set the oven to preheat as Edric sat out the supplies they needed, then Amity began to read the ingredients and Edric put them in,

“Then after the vanilla, butter, and sugar is mixed well add in flour, salt, and-” Amity stopped.

“And what?” Edric asked, confused but then Amity carried on.

“-and Baking soda, Now, I couldn't find “Baking Soda” but I did find this regular soda in the night market, but I doubt there will be much difference,” Amity said closing the written recipe and placing it on the counter

“How much did the recipe say to add in?” Edric asked

“The note didn't say how much, hmm will just add one can just to be safe.”

With that, they poured the soda into the cookie mix and stirred it until ready,

“That should do it,” Edric said, wiping the sweat from his forehead. “Time for it to go into the oven for…10 minutes and we can let them cool.”

As they are waiting for the cookies to bake, Emira comes through the door holding something behind her back.

“Hey, how's the cookies going? I got the stuff you wanted, Mittens” Emira says, handing Amity a bouquet of red flowers. Edric forgot the name of the flowers but he knows they are pretty common amongst couples on the boiling isles.

“What are those for?” Edric asks

“Ed, Surely you can't be that dense right?” Emira says a slight chuckle escaping her lips at her twins' oblivious nature.

“I had Emira fetch you some flowers for Y/n. According to Willow, these were Y/n’s favorites when she showed him her flower collection.” Amity said, wrapping a ribbon around the bouquet to complete it.

*Beep**Beep**Beep**Beep*

“Ah, looks like the cookies are done,” Amity said putting on an oven mitt and opening the door to see…”Um… Ed, we have a little bit of a problem”

“What? What's wrong?!” Ed walks in a hurry to the oven to see the issue.

Where what should have been “the best cookies Y/n would ever try” was a cookie tray filled with melting, liquid, cookie(?) mix. Amity quickly took them out of the oven and placed them on the stove.

“Uh no! What happened?! It should have turned out good.” Edric almost yelled before sinking to the floor of the kitchen.

“I'm sorry Ed. Maybe the cookies weren't meant to happen, we still have the flowers.” Emira said, sitting next to her twin and patting him on the shoulder.

“But I really wanted to give Y/n something before I asked him. He deserves more than just flowers.” Edric put his hand in his hand.

Everything was quiet for a moment until Amity let out a noise as if she had an idea. She slowly walked over to the tray filled with melting cookie mix and picked it up.

“What are you doing Mittens?” Emira asked

Without answering Amity walked over to the freezer and put the tray in.

“If I'm right, you may still have something to give Y/n,” Amity said

“What do you mean Mittens, you saw them, there is no fixing that” Edric felt like crying, of course, it has to be him who always fails to get dates because HE can't do anything right. First with that poem now this. Everything is a disaster.

“Just go get ready and Emira and I will handle it”

“But i don't have anything-”

“Ed, trust us ok?” Amity cut him off

Edric nodded his head and made his way to his room to get ready.

After he got ready, mainly just taking a shower and making his concealment stone make him look how he wanted,, he heard Emira call him down,

“Edric! It's almost time to ask Y/n come on down!” Emira yelled

He walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where Emira and Amity were.

“Guys, I don't know if I can do this anymore. I don't have a good gift, and-” Edric was cut off by Emira sticking something sweet in his mouth.

“You were saying” Emira asks i smile on her face

“I was saying-'' Edric tried to continue but the taste of whatever was in his mouth tasted delicious.``What was that?” He asked

“Our “Cookie” mix disaster” Amity said handing him another one

“What?! These can't be them, they don't even look like cookies and they definitely do aren’t melted like last time.” Edric wasn't believing it

‘Yeah, I definitely wouldn't call them “cookies” now, it's more of a taffy or fudge now.” Amity says, handing a piece to Emira.

“But how?-” He was cut off again.

“After I figured out that the mix clearly wasn't gonna bake, I decided to put them in the freezer to see if it would solidify” Amity explained

“And if you look at them, I'd say she did a pretty good job, right Ed?” She cracked a smile

Edric ran up to his sisters and hugged them tight while saying more “thank you” than anyone could count.

“OK Ed, enough hugging, you'll be late for you to meet up with Y/n, Luz says she's almost out of ideas to keep him occupied,” Amity said with a slight laugh. ”We can take my staff and I can drop you off”

They then quickly put the Disaster “cookie” mix candy in a pretty thermos container (Also bought by Emira) to keep it cold and put the bouquet of flowers in Edric's bag and made their way to Y/n.

When they got there they saw Luz and Y/n hanging out on a bench by the park. Just seeing Y/n made Edric’s body hot, and he realized what kind of situation he's actually in. He is about to confess to his crush, with flowers and food. It's pretty cheesy when he actually thinks about it.

But is he ready to do this? Some part of him thinks it may be a dream ‘This couldn't be happening, This CAN’T be happening’ he thought but he remembers everything everyone’s done for him just to have him do this. He wants to do this, he will do this. He can't keep hiding his feelings.

After a few moments, they land and they walk over to where Luz and Y/n are sitting.

“Amity And E-Edric what a completely unexpected pair that I totally didn't know was coming! It's good to see you haha! Luz tries (and fails) to fake surprise. She then runs up to Amity and gives her a hug. “Hey Hermosa!” Edric walks over and sits next to Y/n

“Hey Edric, what are you and Amity doing here so late?” Y/n asks looking into Edric's eyes

“I umm-” he clears his throat ”-I could ask you the same Y/n” He replied giving a smile, Y/n laughs.

“Well uh, I actually don’t know,” Y/n rubbed the back of his head “Luz told me she ‘had something cool she wanted me to see’ but right after she kept telling me ‘But wait! I know an even more interesting thing’ and it just kinda went for a while hehe” Y/n explained

‘What a way to keep someone distracted’ Edric thought

“But if you want to know all the interesting things we saw, ask Luz 'cause there were way too many for me to keep track of, she should be talking to Amity over-” When Y/n went to point he saw… well nothing. Except for 2 people flying away on a staff.

“Talk to you later Y/n! Eda wants me to be back at the owl house so Amity is taking me home, byyyye!!” Luz shouts while waving bye in their direction.

“Looks like they ditched us,” Y/n laughed “but it's fine, it's getting pretty late is it?” Y/n Looked up at the sky, looking at the dim red of the evening.

“I could walk you home if you want?” Edric asked hoping he’d say yes

“I’d love that,” Y/n smiled

Edric thought for a moment, if he didn't do it now he might not be able to on the way to y/n’s house.

“Before we go… You wanna talk a bit?” Edric asks, trying not to sound too desperate.

“Course’ Ed, you know I like talking to you” Y/n laughed

Slowly but surely Edric began to build his confidence to ask him until finally he tried to blurt something out but was cut off.

“So about Grom, that's tomorrow, isn't it? Y/n asked, Edric only nodded “I completely forgot about it” Y/n laughed

“Are… Are you going? Edric asked

“Hmm, I don't know, I don't have anyone to go with, no one asked me yet.” Y/n replied his eyes looking up at the dimming sky, “I might not even go, considering I don't have a date,”

“If you had a... date, would you? Edric asked another question while slowly shuffling around.

“Yeah, but it'd have to be someone I truly care for and love,” Y/n said smiley, he then looked away from the sky and turned to look at Edric, “What about you Ed-” Y/n stopped seeing the sight in front of him,

Edric Blight, on one knee, holding a box of candies and flowers in each hand, looking up at him,

“Y/n.. Will you please go to Grom with me? I've liked you a lot ever since I met you and I've been afraid of telling you how I feel, in fear that you’d hate me or something. But I'm asking you now.” Edric confesses

“Ed, I…” Y/n paused, shock written over his face. Edric began fearing the worst the longer Y/n took to answer.

“You don't have to if you don't want to… We can just forget this ever happened-” Edric was cut off when Y/n bent down and gave him a kiss on the cheek, a warm blush covering his face.

“I would love to Edric,” Y/n finally gave his answer,

“Really?!” Edric shot up, almost spilling the candy.

“Yes Ed, I want to go with you” Y/n laughed taking the candy and flowers from Edric before grabbing his hand to hold. “You want to walk me back Ed?

“Of course!” Edric replied swiftly

As they were walking, hand in hand, Y/n took a piece of candy out of the box and tried one

“Wow! These are amazing Edric! I've never had these before, How’d you make them?” Y/n said his eyes lighting up.

Edric laughed, “It's a long story..”

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