#maybe i'll make a cute sundress or something

[blujayonthewing]

holy mother of god I have got to start dressing weirder

[bi-writes]

Could you do one of Simon forgetting to bring his lunch and so his wife brings it except she turns up in a cute sundress??

mail-order bride (18+)

"simon...simon riley?" you ask.

the officer raises a brow, looking down at your ID and then back at your face. he frowns a little, scratching the back of his neck.

"he's a lieutenant," you add, biting your lip. "uhm...and he works with...with john."

"john?"

you suck in a shaky breath, biting your lip nervously.

"captain john price?"

the officer just glares at you a little before picking up his radio.

"yes, ma'am. wait here."

he turns his back to you, walking a little ways away, and you hear him speak into the radio lowly.

"...got a civilian here asking for lieutenant riley..."

"...negative, sir..."

"...oh. affirmative, sir. right away."

the officer comes back, giving you your ID back. he looks sheepish now all of the sudden, and he smiles at you, which unnerves you almost.

"u-uh, so sorry ma'am. you can park near the main office, right that way," he points to a building far to the left, "i'll have someone come meet you there to take you inside. again, apologies...we're going to put you on a list, mrs. riley."

you frown a little, shrugging. you're not upset. it's a miltiary base, for christ's sake, and you've never been here; of course they would be apprehensive about letting you in. but the private looks terrified out of his mind, so you just smile a little and make your way towards the parking spot he pointed out.

when you get out of the car, you push the door closed with your hip, picking up the bag in the passenger seat. there's a woman standing by the door, smiling and waving at you. she looks very smart, in a nice pantsuit. you smooth your dress down, smiling back at her, and you swing your purse over your shoulder before making your way to her.

"hello, mrs. riley. the lieutenant's wife, i hear?" she asks. you nod and shake her hand.

"y-yes...he...he said he was just doing administrative stuff today, but he forgot some things so...i just wanted to do something nice--"

"right!" she nods her head towards the door. "i can escort you to his office. uhm...i believe he's debriefing with captain price this afternoon, but i'm sure he can make some time." she winks at you when she says that, and you bite back a shy smile.

she takes a seat at her desk, picking up the phone. she yaps for a few minutes, and you take a seat in an empty chair, smoothing your skirt out. your wearing one of simon's favorites, the cherry-printed mini dress he loves so much, but you realize maybe he might not be the only one. there's a myriad of privates and soldiers that walk past you, and you hear some whistles by some of the bolder ones. you suddenly feel very self conscious, tucking your legs underneath yourself. you're wearing white strapped wedges, your hair styled nicely with a bow to match the dress, but now you feel silly, stupid.

why would you go to a military base dressed like a fucking pin-up girl?

"wot are you doin' 'ere?" a rough voice demands.

mmm. that's why.

you look up from your chair, smiling wide when you see him. simon stands with his arms crossed over his tact vest, tilting his head to the side as he glares at you from under his skull mask. you've never seen him strapped before, though. he's got a gun tucked into his thigh holster.

"h-hi," you pick up the basket next to you, standing up, and when you come close, simon is rough, wrapping an arm around your waist and tugging you near him with a short growl.

"oi," he snaps, but you just flutter your lashes at his harsh voice, smiling bigger. "can't fuckin' come 'ere lookin' so pretty."

you giggle, and even though you're wearing heels, you still find yourself standing on your toes as you try to get close to him.

"you forgot what i packed for you, simon. how could you forget?" you pout a little. he sighs deeply, smoothing his gloved hand down your back before nodding his head.

"c'mon. can't 'ave ya out here. fuckin' muppets starin' at my wife."

he turns and immediately starts walking. he's entirely too fast, and you skip in your wedges practically to try and keep up with him. when he notices, he slows his pace, and you grip the basket better in your hand before reaching for his with the other.

your hands intertwine, and you look around as you walk, reading the plaques on the wall, the shiny medals, waving at johnny when you see him holding a bag of crisps upside over his open mouth.

when simon shuts the door behind you in a dark office, you set the basket down on the desk, pushing back the kitchen towel fabric.

"okay, so i brought those muffins you like from that little shop. they had blueberry this morning, oh my gosh, simon, they also started putting out these little scones that--oh!" you gasp as he grabs you from the fat of your hips, a big flat palm over the base of your spine as he pushes you flat onto your stomach onto the desk. "simon!"

simon sucks on his teeth as he flips up your skirt, letting out a low whistle as he palms your ass, spreading the fat of it so he peek at the seam of the white lace you're wearing. you lay your palms against the desk and whimper, not used to simon being so rough, so upfront, so bold.

"can't just come here all dressed up, baby," simon grunts, shaking his head. "and not expect me to take wot i need...been surrounded by nothing but wankers all fuckin' day..."

you relax a little, giggling.

"simon," you sigh, your eyes closing as you push your hips back into his hands. "i missed you so much..."

"tha' why y'came down 'ere, luvvie?" he asks, smirking under the mask. "ya missed me? missed y'r husband? what'd ya miss, baby? tell me."

you arch your back a little, bowing it, and you laugh when he gives your ass a firm grab before picking you up and spinning you around, caging you against the desk. you smile up at him, dazed, a little dizzy, and he winks at you, eye-black dark and deadly around those killer brown eyes. he's so big, so hot, and you're suddenly very aware of how big simon looks in all his gear.

"i don't know," you say softly. "it's so cold in bed at night..."

simon snorts, "tha' right? 's cold? the lil' shits don't keep ya warm?"

"our girls like to sleep on your pillow, i think they miss you, too."

"fuckin' lil' bastards," simon chuckles, and you sigh, sliding your hands up his vest and tugging him just a little closer. your spread your knees to let him between them, and he reaches down and grips your thighs, hiking them up around his hips as he sits you onto the edge of the desk. "fuck, you're so fucking pretty..."

you tilt your head back for him.

"i miss eating with you. it's so quiet when you're not around."

"mmm. i bet, luv."

"and i miss you when i'm alone," you whisper. "i miss you when it's just me..."

simon narrow his eyes, "tell me, swee'eart."

you reach up and wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him down towards you. you kiss him over the mask, tasting sand and ash, licking over his lips through the cotton. it's lewd, disgusting, but he groans under the fabric.

"when, simon? when?" you ask, and he hums lowly.

"when? 'ow about right now?"

"no way, you're so gross, simon," you giggle. "our first time is not going to be on a desk in some dingy office where you work--"

you seize when he cups you between the thighs, big gloved hand palming your cunt through your lace panties. you arch your back and gasp, gripping his biceps tight as you lean into his touch.

"don't need t'make it our first time," simon tilts his head to the side. "can still make it real fuckin' nice, baby."

"oh, now you wanna touch me?" you suck in a shaky breath. "just because some of your men wanna look up my skirt?"

"oh, for tha', i'll make ya scream my bloody name, for oll of them ta hear," he growls, and you smile wide up at him.

"guess they need to learn i'm a lieutenant's wife," you giggle, and simon whistles low, tugging your panties to the side, and you whimper when you he prods at your entrance with two big gloved fingers.

"ahhhh..." simon hisses. "ya like tha' title, tha' it, baby? yeah...yeah you like tha'..."

"i like it," you whine, and when he meets your watery eyes, he plunges those big fingers deep, thumbing at your clit. your mouth falls open, your nails digging into his sleeves, and you suddenly wish you had asked him to take you to get your nails done so you could really claw it. "i like it..."

"could make these boys lick the fuckin' ground ya walk on," he mutters, and you whine when a particular rough thrust of his hand squelches between your thighs. "they'd do anythin' to please me, baby...even johnny would chew your bloody food for ya if i asked him to--"

you reach down and grip his wrist, your thighs shaking as you jolt. it feels so good, your entire body is on fire. his fingers are petting a nice little spot inside of you, stroking it as he pumps his hand nice and steady inside of you. his thumb is working you in gooey circles, flicking at your clit and putting taut the little string in your lower belly. your whole brain feels like it's fizzling, your blood rushing, and you stick out your tongue, licking over his masked jaw as you start to feel like you're gonna pass out from the wet slick, slick, slick sounding from your wet cunt.

"simon--simon--" you pant, and he groans, nodding his head.

"so pretty, baby," simon breathes. "so fuckin' tight, gonna 'ave to work ya open before i give ya my cock, lovey..."

"it's so big," you mumble, and simon coos, nodding his head.

"i know, baby, i know, 's big, real big...but you can take it, remember?" he laughs. "you can take it woteva i give you..."

you nod.

"i can take it--i can take it--!"

your vision blurs. there's tears coming down your face, sweat lining your forehead, your back, but you can't wipe the giggly, lazy smile off your face. simon cups the back of your head with his free hand, sitting you up, and when he pulls his fingers out from between your legs, his gloves are stuck to his hand practically, completely soaked through.

"y'r so pretty when y'cum," he murmurs, and you stick out your tongue for him. he gets the message, shoving his mask up just enough, and he bends to kiss you warm and wet.

"well then," you meet his eyes, all languid, all relaxed, a devious little grin on your sweet face. "why don't you give me another then?"

simon grins, all teeth.

"woteva ya want."

[daydreams-after-dark]

Haii babes

Hear me out okay. Younger neighbor living next to DILF Chan and he's having a BBQ with all his middle aged friends like Minho, Changbin and Han and he invited you over. Obviously you have to dress your best (to get fucked) and it turns into a gun activity amongst the 5 of you 😫. PLEASE IM DYING ABOUT THIS

Holy shit! This ask came in and it instantaneously unlocked something in me! I was about to go out and meet a friend for coffee and the whole drive over I was thinking about channie and his friends fucking reader!!!

The idea of middle aged Chan and his friends, using younger reader like a little whore has got me rather turned on. Maybe it’s the voyeur in me wanting to see her getting absolutely ruined by the mature men? I don’t know and I’m not going to question it.

I just want to write something downright filthy (because this is the after dark blog). 😈😈💀💀

Just to clarify, the asks is meant to say “fun activity” not “gun.”

Oh and I just have to mention that this is basically 3Racha plus Minho…. Which I’ve always said is my ultimate dream! 🫠🫠🫠🫠 i'M SUCH SLUT FOR THEM!!

Ready? Here we go. Buckle up, it’s going to be pure filth!

CW: age gap - chan and co are in their forties (but very energetic) and reader is 22, implied consent, objectification, praise, name calling, unprotected vaginal and anal sex, double pen two holes, gangbang, blow jobs, cum eating (m and f), cream pie, slapping, spanking, hair pulling, rough sex, nipple play., videotaping

Your neighbour, Chan, is a filthy man. At first glance he is quite polite, very good looking, and a wonderful resident of the neighbourhood. But it's just an act. You know this from the way he sits on his upstairs balcony watching you whenever you sunbathe in your backyard.

It feels thrilling knowing he's watching, and the next time you sit in your backyard to sunbathe, you take your bikini off entirely. He doesn't even pretend he’s not looking.

You wonder if he'd come over and fuck you if called out to him? Probably. He seems like that kind of man.

One glorious spring day, Chan invites you over for an evening barbeque. "I'm having a small gathering of a few of my close friends, and they'd love to meet you." he smiles kindly, crinkling the wrinkles around his eyes. But there's a deviousness behind them.

"Of course! I'll be there."

From what you’ve seen, his friends are hot too, and so of course you're ringing Chan's doorbell in your shortest sundress, tiniest panties, and tallest heels you own, balancing a platter of finger food in your hand.

“Y/n! Thank you for coming. Everyone has been waiting for you.” He guides you through his home to a closed in outdoor entertaining area at the back of the house.

“These are my friends.” He gestures to the three men sitting in outdoor couches around a low coffee table.

“This is Changbin, Han and Minho.”

You smile and wave at each of the men, exchanging pleasantries.

There are snacks spread out on the table in front of them, along with empty glasses. “Chan, shall I help poor drinks?” You offer. He smiles and tells you where to find the wine.

As you go retrieve the bottle of wine you take a moment to catch your breath. They are all so fucking handsome. You think to yourself, and you’re glad you decided to dress cute-slash-slutty.

“Here she is.” Smiles Chan as you walk back out.

“Drinks, boys?” You chime, holding up the wine, and all four men hold their empty glasses ready for you. You make your way around, being sure to bend over and stick out your ass to give each of the other men a view up your short dress, whilst smiling innocently at the man you were pouring a drink for.

You hear a few mumbled “fucks” and you know they’re eyes are glued to your ass cheeks poking out from underneath the dress.

“Y/n. You should come sit down. Take a seat.” said Chan.

You stand up and look around, but there isn’t a chair or space for you to sit.

“I think Chan means go take a seat on his lap, princess.” The one named Minho chuckles.

You turn to Chan who’s sitting with his legs wide and his arms outstretched along the back of his chair.

Oh. That’s exactly what he means. You can see it written on his smug face.

Quietly, you make your way over to Chan and carefully perch yourself across his lap.

He sucks in a breath and wraps an arm around your back. His other hand comes to your knee and squeezes it gently. “I was just telling the guys about what you and I get up to on the weekend.” He smirks.

“W-what do you mean?” You ask.

“Oh you know perfectly well, babygirl.” He says sternly. “How you put yourself on display for me.” He inhales the skin on your neck, causing you to shudder. “And they want you to show them what you show me.”

You look around at the men. Han is snacking on some crisps like this is an everyday situation, Changbin has the darkest eyes you’ve ever seen, and Minho looks like he wants to eat you.

You gulp.

Chan slowly unzips the back of your dress and pulls the sleeves down your arms until your tits spill out. He immediately attached his mouth to a nipple, then he pulls off with a loud pop. “So young. So supple.” He says approvingly groping at your breast.

“How old are you, y/n” Changbin asks curiously.

“T-twenty two.” You squeak.

“Perfect age.” He licks his lips.

“Old enough to fuck rough, and young enough to teach a lesson.” Minho stated.

“Hear that, babygirl? They want to play with you.” He whispers low.

Fuck! You bite your lip and grind ever so slightly on Chan’s thigh. He notices the small action. “You like that idea, don’t you? You gonna be our little whore for tonight?”

His hand slides up your dress to find your soaking panties. “Thought so.” He chuckles, pulling them to the side and pushing a finger into you.

“Fuck! Oh god… Chan.” You choke as he thrusts his fingers into your tight wet cunt.

“Hmmm… I think you mean daddy.” He corrects you. “Now bend over. You deserve a slap for that insolence.”

You looked at him questioningly, and the other men snicker.

“I said bend over, you need to be spanked.”

You move to lay across his lap, and Chan lifts your dress to reveal your ass.

"Hmm, scrumptious piece of meat." ogles Changbin.

"Bin, pass me the cheese knife...thanks, mate."

Your eyes squeeze tight and your breath hitches as he carefully traces the knife up the back of your thigh, before using it to slice your tiny little panties right off.

He tosses the knife back on the table and spreads your cheeks so the other three can see your glistening pussy.

"She looks like she'll be really tight." mumbled Han, his mouth full of food. "Do you think she'll be able to take us all? You know what we're like once we get started."

"She looks trainable." said Minho.

"Now, I think five spanks, should be enough." Chan concludes, and you secretly smile to yourself. You've can easily handle way more than- "Ahhh...Fuck!" you cry when a hard slap lands directly on your pussy. His hand comes down again. Slap! and another one. God, that stings.

"Just three more." Slap. Slap. Slap.

He pulls your dress down your body and slides it off your legs and tosses it to the floor. "Up we get, babygirl. Sit up now." Chan cooes.

You sit up with tears down your cheeks and look at the three other men. They all have their cocks out and are stroking their lengths.

"What do you have to say for yourself." Chan caresses your thighs and nuzzles into your breasts.

"S-sorry, d-daddy." you whisper.

"That's it. Good girl." The praise makes you feel good, and it makes you want to please him more.

"Now, I need you to go and suck Han's cock." He helps you onto your feet. "Go. He's waiting for you." he urges you on.

Naked, except for your heels, you make your way to Han. You feel wobbly on your feet from the shock of being spanked, but at the same time you've never felt more turned on in your life.

"Here, doll." Changbin stands up and directs you to kneel where he had been sitting and lean down and take Han's cock deep into your mouth. "Yes. This way we can have a bit of fun with you at the same time Han is fucking your throat." he adds.

"Baby, ahhh...ngh... fuck your mouth..." Han hums as you give him the best head of your life, taking him all the way into your throat. "Mmmh...you've sucked cock before haven't you, baby. ahhh...like a fucking pro." he holds your head down and thrusts into you, making you choke. "One of my favourite sounds." he adds.

Changbin spreads your ass cheeks and rubs the pads of his fingers around the entrance to your pussy, making you moan around Han. Then you feel the tip of his cock pressing against your entrance.

"Changbin. Split her open for us." Minho says.

"Is our little toy ready to be played with? hmm?" Changbin chuckles as he pushes his cock into you. You let out a muffled cry as Changbin's girthy cock stretches your pussy open. He's so thick, but you're so wet, and once he is fully seated inside you, he starts to fuck you.

His thrusts are slow, deep, measured, and so powerful that you really are being forced to choke on Han's cock. Together, two men use you like a fleshlight, like a pretty toy to fuck into. Their hands explore your body in a rough, animalistic way, and you're fucking loving it.

You know that Chan and Minho are watching you from their chairs, probably jerking off and dying for a turn of you.

"Fuck...your pussy...so fucking tight..." he digs his fingers into your hips and slams your ass back onto him. "That's it...fuck...show me how you fuck yourself..." he releases his hands from your body, and stops thrusting entirely, making you back yourself onto him over and over again.

You can barely breathe, your makeup would surely be ruined by now, between the sting of the spanking and choking on cock, your face is surely a mess.

"Fuck. Coming." choked Han and you feel spurts of his hot cum hit the back of your throat. "Take it, baby. Such a good slut." he pants, emptying himself in your mouth.

Changbin abruptly pulls out, causing you to whine at the sudden emptiness, and he pulls your head off of Han by your hair. "Open, quick." he grunts and bullies his cock into your mouth. Three harsh thrusts and he's coming on your tongue too. "Show me, doll. Good girl." He nods in approval when you show him you swallowed every drop. “Belly full of cum.”

Han gets up off the couch to find a snack and a drink, and you almost collapse face first into the cushion. You feel Chan move behind you, spreading your cheeks again for a good look at your used hole.

"Babygirl didn't get to cum did she?" he mocked. You shook your head whimpering. You are so close, and your core feels so tight that you are going to snap at any moment.

You hear the sound of a cap from a bottle and then a familiar feeling of cold lube being applied to your asshole. They're going to fuck your ass.

"Shh... Daddy's just going to loosen you up." he purrs as he begins to prep you for his cock. You rest your head on the cushion and give yourself to Chan, letting him finger fuck your ass until he is three full fingers deep. "Taking me so well. Now for you to feel my cock, yeah? It’s gonna be a tight fit.”

He removes his fingers and presses his cock to your hole.

“That’s it…Good girl…Look at you taking daddy’s cock so well.” He praises as he pushes into you slowly. “Your tight little hole loves to be stretched… doesn’t it. Answer me.”

B-yes…loves to be stretched.” You pant.

“This is what you think about isn’t it? Me deep in your ass.” He starts to fuck you, withdrawing slightly, then pushing in deeper on each thrust. You can’t help but cry out, moan and whimper as his thrusts steadily become faster.

“Next time you’re out in your backyard naked, I’m gonna come around and fuck your ass….just like this…” he pants.

“We’ve managed to hook it up.” Changbin says excitedly.

“Babygirl. Look.” He whispers. You look up to the wall mounted flatscreen to see a close up of your ass with Chan’s enormous cock fucking into you. You turn your head back to see Changbin videoing the action, then your eyes return to the screen to watch your hole being abused.

Han comes to your side to reach underneath you to play with your clit. “You gonna show us how you come, baby?” He smirks.

“Oh fuck! Fuuuuuccckkk!” You squeal, coming hard.

“Good girl! Now daddy’s gonna fill you up. Ready, sweet thing?” His hand comes down to slap your ass.

“Yes, daddy. Fill me up. Need your cum.” You plead.

Chan groans as he releases himself deep in your ass and withdraws himself.

“Princess. Over here right now.” Minho snaps.

You haven’t even a chance to recover from your orgasm, as you stumble over to Minho. “Sit on the coffee table. Spread your legs for me.” He pushes you down to sit in front of him and shoves your legs open. Then he’s suddenly kneeling between them and lapping at your cunt.

You throw your head back and moan. The man knows how to eat pussy, and you’re not sure you will ever be go back to go back to lacklustre oral.

Minho’s mouth moves down to catch the cum leaking from your ass. Now that’s the most erotic thing you’ve ever witnessed.

“Which hole you gonna fuck?” asks Changbin.

Minho pulls away from your pussy and lazily fingers your cunt. “I wanna DP her. Han. You haven’t fucked get yet.”

Minho sits back in his chair, pulling you on top of him and spreading your legs over his. He pulls your heels off and instructs you to press your feet into the cushions beside him and lift yourself up. You do as he says as he lines his cock up with your ass and slowly lowers you onto him.

“S’deep.” You choke.

“Mmm… you feel perfect, Princess. Such a pretty little cockslut for us aren’t you? Gonna be filled with so much cum by the end of this. Full of cum and your holes fucking gaping.” He smirks against your cheek. His hands squeeze your tits as you grind on his cock.

“Come on, Princess. Not getting tired I hope? C’mon, bounce on me…put on a show for the camera.” He hisses.

You’ve forgotten they were recording you. You muster all the energy you can to bounce up and down Minho’s cock and watching the screen to see your hole swallowing it up with ease. Fuck! You are a slut. And you’re fucking loving every second of it.

“Han. Come on.” Minho growls.

Han positions himself in front of you and lines his cock up with your cunt. “Have you done this before, baby?” He asks you.

You don’t answer, you’re about to come again.

“Hey!” He slaps you across the cheek and you come hard around Minho’s cock.

“Fuck, she just came. She’s clamped up. Fuck… quick… Han, fuck her now.” demands Minho.

“So our little lady likes to get roughed up. Huh?” Han shook his head In disbelief, and then groaned low as he pushed his cock into your pussy.

“Oh!!” You groan. “So…full… you’re splitting me in two… shhhiiittt.”

You’re not new to anal sex whatsoever, but you’ve never taken two cocks like this.

“Babygirl…” Chan tugs you by your hair and you turn your head to the side to take his cock in your mouth.

Changbin is on the other side taking your hand and wrapping it around his cock. He’s still holding his camera, aiming it from above, and managing to catch everything that is happening.

All four of them are using your body at the same time. Minho fucking your ass, Han your pussy, and you alternate between Chan and Changbin as they fuck your face.

Your hair is being pulled, someone has a hand wrapped around your neck, your nipples are being pinched and slapped, and Han is spitting on you.

They pull another orgasm from you before moaning and growling as they fill you up with their cum.

Eventually, they pull themselves out of you, they say their farewells, leaving you and Chan alone.

He carries you bridal style to his bathroom, runs you a bath and tucks you into his bed so you can rest.

“Such a good girl for daddy.” He whispers as he slips in bed beside you. “We need organise another gathering soon.”

@channieandhisgoonsquad @noellllslut @itsseohannbin @weareapackofstrays @kangnina @3rachasdomesticbanana @palindrome969 @xxkissesforchanniexx @chuuchuu1224 @fun-fanfics @wolfennracha @rhonnie23

[kissitbttr]

hiii, can we see frat!Miguel when he first met muñeca and started crushing on her. I'll love to see how he was always talking about with his brothers. thank you babess

truth be told, miguel never exactly noticed you until you came to one of the fraternities party. you are not an introvert but not exactly a social butterfly either.

he did hear a thing or two about you through beck. since his frat brother is having this weird on and off situationship with a girl named gloria and she’s friends with you. every time the two come over, gloria would mention a lot of things about you to beck and quite hoping that miguel would listen. she discreetly tries to hook you up with him.

not that miguel actually looked for you, he was fooling around with dana at that time. so he may not actually cared about her that much, but he’s not a fucking asshole that loves to play around with other girls when he himself already dating someone.

though the relationship did end shortly after. not exactly surprising.

but something changed in him when he sees you for the first time. or more like—what he saw that one priceless moment during his party and didn’t realize it was you.

“i think i’m in love” miguel mutters softly, pupils dilating as he watched you sucker punched a guy who wouldn’t stop bothering you. earning a few collective gasps from the crowd,

“who?”

“that girl” miguel points when beck comes closer, his eyes are locked in on your figure, still trying to get the guy off your back and it makes miguel’s lips twitch into a sense of proud smile. “damn. she’s got a good strength”

beck looks over at his friend with a smirk. he’s not that good at reading people, but if miguel was ever a cartoon character. there would be hearts drawn on his eyes when he continues to stare at you,

“that’s y/n”

and miguel never whips his head so fast that he’d probably get a whiplash. “you fucking with me? that’s y/n?!”

from that moment on, he cannot stop thinking about you.

since his relationship with dana ended shortly after, miguel finds himself trying to dig into a pieces of small informations about you through gloria and beck. even going around asking people in his class if the knew you.

“she’s in the cheerleading team. you can see her during thursday practice”

it’s what they say. and it confuses the hell out of him.

why haven’t he seen much about you if you’re in the cheerleading team then? fuck. where has he been all this time? not paying much more attention that’s for damn sure.

“she is so dreamy…” miguel sighs, eyeing you through the window glass where he can see you in your practice uniform. laughing with your friends. “wonder if i could make her laugh like that”

carlos and beck share a glance, one of them shrugging their shoulders.

“you know you’ve been doing this shit for weeks now. why don’t you just go and talk to her?” beck advises,

“say that shit like it’s easy, mano” he mutters out, then his eyes wander a bit lower to your thick thighs and he wanted nothing more than for you to put him in a headlock. “she’s a woman—a fine ass woman, and i’m me” he sighs, resting his chin upon the open palm,

carlos shoots beck a ‘what the fuck was that?!’ look and beck could only chuckle,

“does that mean we’re still going to hear you yapping about how in love you are with this chick back at the house since you’re too much of a pussy to ask her out on a date?” carlos questions,

and miguel is quick to push him off the chair

—

extras:

“have you seen y/n at the game today? fuuuckkk, she looks so damn cute”

“hey beck, ask gloria if y/n is looking for a date. i’m single, i promise! pleasepleasepleaseplease—“

“do you guys think if i wear this one she’d finally look my way? wait no— scratch that I don’t want her to think i’m dressing up for her, wait—maybe i do”

“I don’t think i have ever seen a girl look that good wearing a sundress. do you? nope! you don’t!”

“okay fess up! which one of you told y/n bad things about me?! SHE LOOKED AT ME WITH DISGUST THIS MORNING!”

it has been going on for weeks, making his friends get gradually tired of his constant talks about you. because that’s all he ever talks about when he’s at the frat house. when one tries to get him to talk about something else, he would then shift it back to you,

and it makes them love to gossip about him when he’s not around,

“jesus, beck! you had to tell him her name, hadn’t you? now we gotta deal with this puppy love shit!”

“what?! how is this my fault! he’s the one who’s fucking whipped”

“o’hara isn’t fucking stopping and i am this close to beating his ass!”

“can you or your girl just hook him up with this chick?!”

“don’t tell him this or he’ll cry but— y/n isn’t interested” beck winces making the rest groan

“i swear if i hear her name or muñeca falls off that motherfucker’s mouth one more time, i am going to lose it”

[paradiseprincesss]

espresso | jonathan crane

this was my first fic ever...bare with me lol.

summary: a meet cute that turns into domestic life with our beloved dr. crane.

warnings: swearing, slight implied age gap (reader is in her early 20's, jonathan is late 20's), fluff

word count: 2.1k

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as the rain continued to pour down from the sky onto the city of gotham, you sat in the bedroom of your apartment in your favourite pyjamas, phone in hand as you gushed to your friend about the encounter you had today.

"i swear, it was some meet cute situation straight out of a romance movie," you say over the phone, giggling, "holy shit, he was so cute though, but yeah - that's how he asked me out."

you were telling your friend about how earlier in the day, you so happened to bump into a very handsome stranger at your favourite coffee shop - well, technically, he bumped into you. as you were turning around to walk out of the coffee shop, iced coffee in hand, you suddenly gasped at the feeling of hot coffee spilling on your sundress.

"jesus, im sorry-" you heard a flustered voice say, and you quickly look up to find a handsome, tall, dark haired stranger, with eyes so blue you could still get lost in them through the glasses he was wearing. he was reaching over to grab napkins off the counter, and awkwardly tried to pat the coffee off your dress.

you laughed softly, and shook your head while taking the napkins from his grasp and tried to get the remnants of coffee off yourself, "mistakes happen," you softly assure the stranger while doing so.

after a few moments of fumbling around with napkins together, you tossed them aside into the trash, and he spoke to you again.

"i apologize, i've had quite the morning, and i was not looking where i was going, are you alright?" he asks, and you lock eyes again. god, he was actually gorgeous.

"i'm alright, it's okay," you assured him once more, "i get it, we all have days like that." you say softly, with a little smile, noticing his suit and tie.

he looks at you quietly for a moment, seemingly taking you in, before gently speaking again, "i'm sorry, i'm not usually this brash or forward by any means, but are you seeing anyone?"

you stare at him with surprise for a moment, before responding to him with a slight blush dusting your cheeks, "...no uh, i'm not, why? tryna ask me out on a date or something?" you quipped, suddenly feeling a little bold.

"i am, yeah. how about you give me your number and i'll take you out to dinner sometime this week?" he casually asks you, and you stared at him surprised again - this handsome stranger (who, by the way, just spilled coffee on you?!), was asking you out on a date...how could you say no?

"oh, um, yes, okay. yeah." you say, slightly flustered, as he pulls his phone out and gives it to you so that you could add in your contact information. after you gave him your number, you smiled softly at him as he spoke to you again.

"i'll text you, sound good?" he asks, casually again, which makes your heart leap for some reason, and all you could do was nod, as you made your way out of the coffee shop with your iced coffee.

and that's how you ended up on the phone with your friend gushing about the event that unfolded earlier on in your day.

"maybe he's the one." your friend teased, with a giggle.

"could you imagine?" you say back, laughing.

"and it was the worst hangover of my life." you joked, a glass of your favourite wine in hand as you looked at the man across the fancy restaurant table from you.

"i haven't been hungover since college." he laughed along with you, looking at you with a smile.

you we're on a date with the man who had spilled his coffee onto you, who you learned was jonathan crane; the chief psychiatrist at arkham asylum. you told him your name, and what you were currently majoring in. with the car he picked you up in and with the restaurant he took you to for the first date, you were already falling, quickly too. clearly, he had a taste for the finer things in life.

after a few more drinks, and good food, the two of you continued on talking as if you had known each other forever. then, the two of you headed out, and he drove you back home to your apartment. as he pulled up to your apartment complex, he parked his car and insisted that he walk you up to the front doors of the building. what a gentleman, you thought.

as you got to the front of the complex building, you turned around to thank him, and he smiled softly at you.

"yeah, of course,” he says with a pause and then he sighs, “god, you’re so beautiful.” he whispers softly, taking his hand, tracing your jawline and cupping your face softly, and before you knew it - you were leaning into his touch, and you felt his lips on yours.

"i can't stop thinking about you, i miss you." he sighs to you, over the phone.

jonathan was stuck working late again at arkham asylum, and yet he still he still made time to call you, just to hear your voice once more. the two of you had been dating for a few months now, and you'd never been with someone before who treated you with such love and adoration.

you stared at the vase of red roses on your table, which he brought to you weekly because he 'knows they're your favourite', as he always said, and you smiled to yourself softly.

"i miss you more." you said dreamily over the phone.

there was silence on his end for a moment, before he eventually sighed and spoke again, "you don't have class tomorrow, right?"

you smile to yourself again, knowing he usually followed this up by asking to see you or something along those lines, "...no."

"can i see you?"

your heart leaped at those four words you loved to hear, "yeah, of course. come over?"

again, he was silent for a moment - almost as if he was lost in thought. you didn't blame him, working late at an asylum was tiring. after a few moments, he still didn't say anything, and you spoke into your phone again, softly, "jon?"

"you should move in with me. i dunno, just a thought..." he trails off, suddenly speaking up again.

you felt your cheeks heat up at the thought of actually living with him, moving in. "...why not?" you say, with a breathless laugh.

"let's discuss tomorrow, i'll drive to yours around noon, but i have to get back to work," he sighed, "i love you."

i love you, you could never get tired of hearing those words come out of his mouth, "okay, i love you too, jon. see you tomorrow."

and with that, you hung up - giggling like a schoolgirl with a crush. jonathan was whipped for you; he was wrapped around your finger, and you loved it. you knew he was thinking of you and you only every night, every day, 24/7 really.

jonathan wrapped his arms around you, hugging you from behind as you cooked dinner in the kitchen.

"missed you at work today." he softly says, placing a soft kiss behind your ear, and a few more down your neck, making you giggle.

"my mind kept wandering to you during class today," you confess, feeling his arms stay put around you, "dinner should be ready in around 15 minutes."

"theres fresh roses on the table for you, darling. got them on my way home from work for you, appreciate you making dinner, you didn't have to." he tells you, kissing your cheek before unwrapping his arms from you, as he made his way out of the kitchen.

feeling content and loved, you sigh happily to yourself, finishing up your cooking. after dinner, the two of you sat cuddled up on the couch together, watching some show on netflix you were currently binging. as you stayed there, snuggled up in his arms, you felt him take a gentle hold of your hand, and his thumb brushed over the diamond ring on your finger.

oh right - the diamond engagement ring that he had proposed to you with just after your two-year anniversary. he had put in so much effort, taking you away for a weekend vacation, where he surprised you with a hotel room littered with rose petals and candles. he told you how much he loved you; how he just adored you and couldn't see himself living a life without you in it.

he gave you his heart, and you gave him yours. he knew after you found out about him being scarecrow, and you were actually okay with it, that he was going to make you mrs. crane.

it's funny, really, you didn't mean to find out, but jonathan was working suspiciously late for the last couple weeks, and your mind automatically went to the worst; an affair.

however, after doing some snooping around (you pulled a joe goldberg, obviously, and started following him around when he said he was at "work"), only to find out that he was in fact not having an affair, but just fear gassing people around gotham in what appeared to be a burlap scarecrow mask of some sort. phew!

a part of you knew that this was indeed fucked up, but i mean hey, he wasn't cheating, and he treated you so good, we all look past certain things for the people we love, right?

when he came home one night around 3 am, he found you waiting in the living room of your shared apartment, arms crossed and a pout on your pretty face.

"you scared me! i thought you were cheating on me. next time just tell me if your...doing whatever your doing with that toxin stuff you create at work." you exclaimed at him, looking cute as ever while doing so.

he was silent for a moment - shocked, actually. he didn't know what shocked him more, the fact that you thought he would ever betray you like that with another woman or that you didn't care about his secondary...job.

"...darling, i can't tell if your being satire or not." he says cautiously, taking a few steps closer to you on the couch.

"i'm really not." you roll your eyes, and huff.

jonathan was silent again, before laughing softly and shaking his head, coming over to wrap his arms around you, his voice low and gentle.

"i love you but-"

"i followed you." you say quickly, knowing that he was going to say something along the lines of 'but how did you find out?'

he gives you loving look, and smiles softly at you. he says nothing and instead, just pulls you into a deep kiss, in which you happily return.

"you're crazy, you know that?" he whispers against your lips, and you give him a look.

"and you're not?" you quip, and he's suddenly dragging you to your shared bedroom, hands all over your body.

"shhh." he whispers, peppering kisses all over your neck as he pushes you back on the bed.

looking at your husband with a doting expression, you sigh contently, iced coffee in hand. the both of you had the day off, and you both decided to start the day with a cute morning coffee date.

as he puts his cup of black coffee down, he takes your hand in his, and smiles softly at you.

"we should go on vacation again soon, i need a fucking break from work." he says, and you knew work had been exhausting him recently - no, not his actual job, he was talking about his other job, you know the one where he goes around terrorizing gotham.

"d'wanna go to mexico?" you ask, suggesting your favourite vacation spot, and he nods, holding your hands tighter.

"wherever you want to go, we'll go." he says gently, thumb brushing over your ring.

as you were about to say something back to him, his arm almost knocked his cup of coffee over.

"watch your arm - don't want espresso all over me again." you tease, smiling softly at your husband.

[the-froschamethyst4]

Proposal

𖤐Pairing: Alex x F! Reader

𖤐Pronouns: She/Her

𖤐Warnings: fluff, kissing, hints of smut, language, talks of marriage, the 'L' word,

𖤐Summary: Alex has seen his friends get married, have kids etc., him and his girlfriend Y/n are new to the relationship but Alex is very impatient and wants to marry Y/n ASAP

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Alex sat in the mess-hall looking at his friends all talk about their wives and kids. Price was showing Soap and Ghost a picture of his baby girl with her foot in her mouth, after getting out of her bath.

"She's so cute," Soap says, taking the phone.

"How'd you manage that, Price?" Ghost asked.

"Oh you know, genetics," Price says, leaning back and bucking his hips up a little bit.

Alex then looks at Alejandro and König, exchanging wedding photos. Alex was in a relationship with his girlfriend Y/n for 6 months, still new into the relationship but Alex wants to marry her, so BADLY but Y/n has admitted not being ready for marriage just yet.

Alex gets up from his spot at the bench and starts to head back to his post.

"Hey, Alex, where you going?" Price calls.

"I have to get back to my post," he says.

Alex opened the door of the mess hall and leaned against the brick wall gun at his side and pulling his phone out. He looks at his lockscreen for a few seconds, it was a picture of Y/n in a sundress and they had their first date in a field of wildflower which Alex figured his was allergic to wild flowers.

He stares at her before opening his phone.

Alex: Hey I may head to the store before I come home, do you need anything?

Love: Maybe coffee creamer, eggs, bread, milk, and dish soap

Alex: Weird combo

Love: I was gonna go today, but I was caught up in work

Alex: I understand, I'll get you them

Love: Thank you

"Y/N I NEED THOSE FILES ON MY DESK AS-FUCKING-P!!"

"What a fucking jerk, Y/n I don't understand how you've been here for 5 years and have to put up with him."

Y/n works for a large corporation and was the assistant to the CEO, she wasn't always an assistant, he calls it his 'promotion' to her from being an employee to the finance department.

"I don't know either...I think I'm just use to it," she says.

"Anyways...how are you and Alex?"

"We're good."

"6 months right?"

"Yep...7 in a few days," Y/n smiles as she's typing on the keyboard.

"Do you...plan on getting married anytime soon?"

"I mean, I'd like to get married but I feel like we're still new into the relationship-"

"You two already live together, you both co-signed on somethings right? I think you two are already for marriage."

"But it's been 6 months, going on 7, I think we still need more time..." Y/n says, turning to her printer and grabbing papers off her printer and placing them in a labeled folder, she gets up from her chair and walks to her bosses office.

She knocks and hears a deep voice telling her to 'come in'. She opens the door and placed the file in a black tray and walked out.

"It's about damn time," he says, Y/n rolled her eyes as her back was turned to him.

She shuts the door behind her and mumbles. "Asshole."

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Alex takes his gear off as he enters his car, starting it up and heading to the store but he had to make a little pit stop at the jewelry store.

He cleans himself up and opened the doors to the store, he looks around to find a free consultant.

"Hi," he says.

"Oh hello sir, what can I help you with?"

"I was here a few days ago, I think her name was Amy, she helped me pick a ring out and sized it, I'm here to pick it up."

"Okay, what's your name?"

"Alex Keller." He says.

"Okay, give me a few seconds," she says, walking away to the back. Alex looked at the display case seeing some necklaces, one caught his eye, it was was of two hearts interlocked together. one was silver and the other had light pink diamonds.

"Alex Keller here you go."

"Thank you, could I also see that necklace with the two hearts."

"Yes, of course." She puts on some silk white gloves and pulled the necklace out. "This is part of our Valentines Day collection, so it's fairly new," she says.

"Could I get that?"

"Of course," she pulls out a black velvet case and sets the necklace inside. "With the necklace and the sized ring, your cost is $400,000."

"Here you go, thank you."

"Any time," she says.

Alex walked out of the store looking in the small black bag pulling out the ring and looked at it. It's perfect, it's something Y/n has been talking about for years, her dream ring and he was able to find a store that sells it.

It looked like something from a fantasy. It was gorgeous and he knows Y/n will love it. He placed the small bag in his passenger seat and placed his vest over it so it doesn't fall into his floorboard.

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Going home Alex felt nervous, scared even, he carried in the grocery bags along with the small bag of jewelry. He sets the bags on the marble counter and started to hide the jewelry in his underwear drawer, but kept the necklace out to give to her once she comes home.

Alex started to place the food in their correct places and at this point just waited for Y/n to come home.

He changed from his gear to some comfortable clothes.

After a while Y/n came home, kicking her heels off at the front door and then looked up seeing her boyfriend waiting for her before she made it passed the mud room.

She walks up to him with a smile on her face and stood on her tippy toes, kissing his lips and then was immediately picked up. Her legs wrap around his waist and her arms around his neck.

"How was work?" He asked.

"Don't get me started," she whines, putting her head back annoyed and Alex chuckled at her, kissing her neck.

He walks to the couch sitting down with Y/n now on his lap. She moves her hair off her left side of her neck and looks at Alex.

"I got you something," he says.

"What?" She was confused.

She let's him up and he heads to the master bedroom and soon came back with the black velvet box and handed it to Y/n.

"Alex-"

"Just open it, angel," he says, sitting next to her and she opens and saw the gorgeous heart necklace.

"Alex," he just smiles taking the necklace and Y/n turns letting him put it on her neck.

"Do you like it?"

"Love it," she says, turning back to him and kissing him. "But why?"

"Because I love you," he says.

"I love you too, but...do you want something?" She asked.

"No, because you are all I need," he says, bring her back to his lap.

Alex was now just peppering kisses all on Y/n's neck, shoulder, chest and temples. Y/n smiled as he was showing her so much love than usual.

"Alex?" He placed his chin on her chest looking up at her.

"Hm?"

"You want something," she knows he wants to talk about something but just doesn't know what. "What is it?" She asks again, rubbing her fingers through his hair.

"Okay...I think we are ready for marriage."

"Alex-"

"I know, what you're going to say, we're not ready, we're still new, let's wait a little bit more. I understand...but Y/n I love you, I love you so much that I think we are ready." He then gets off the couch and heads back to the master bedroom.

He comes back with his right hand behind his back, and then getting on one knee.

"Y/n...you make me so happy, I know it's only been almost 7 months of being together, but seeing you everyday, coming home to someone like you, I want you in my life, and I know we'll have our arguments but I think we can make it work. I love you...will you marry me?" He opens the box and Y/n saw her dream ring.

Y/n felt like she was caught off-guard. But she also felt like she was expecting it in a way. Y/n grabs Alex's face kissing his lips and kissing his forehead and looking into his eyes.

"Yes...I will..." she says.

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A Year Later

Alex and Y/n were sitting at the bride and grooms table as their family and friends were giving their speeches. Well, Alex's friends were giving embarrassing stories about Alex, he was only embarrassed as Y/n laughed at her husbands friends funny stories.

"I remember in college, Alex had a high drinking tolerance, but after 5 drinks of Jack Daniels he was knocked on his ass," some laughed as Alex hid his face. Y/n grabbed his face and kissed his lips.

Y/n and Alex were happy, smiling at each other the whole night and kissing each other whenever they can.

Y/n was pulled away by her friends and they did a few photos, Alex watched from afar at his beautiful wife.

"Alex, my guy," Soap says, placing his arm over Alex's shoulder.

"You did it," Price says, rubbing Alex's hair and messing it up a little bit.

"I did...I'm married to my love," Alex looks at Y/n like she is the last thing on earth.

They were both happy, even if they only date for 7 months, it was worth it all and they are both so happy.

[jennay]

Misunderstood

Request:

I wanna request rory culkin in lords of chaos being in his record shop and seeing a not so normal customer for such a shop, he sees a pretty girl wearing her pretty mini sundress having her cute makeup and hair done, she looks all dolled-up ykyk. she basically goes there to buy something for her brother but she's so not into it, she so shy and "scared" to go there but she eventually does it and like euro kinda finds it adorable even tho everyone there is teasing her (AH IDK IF THAT MAKES SENSE LMAO, I just need fluff and cuteness and yk maybe a little spicy teasing IDK HEHEHE! hope u have a great day!!!)

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An: I Hope this is what you wanted!

Words: 1700

Warnings: None. Maybe shit talking?

Shivers ran down your spine as you walked down the dark, dirty street. Why your brother thought it was a good idea to send you to this part of town was beyond you. You understood his foot was broken and needed someone to run errands for him, but you didn't belong with the people he associated with. You weren't into death metal, didn't wear all black, and you definitely didn't rage against the machine. You were quite the opposite. You enjoyed your colorful wardrobe and bubbly music and were more of a rule follower. You NEVER got in trouble or put yourself in a bad situation.

You had heard rumors about the record store and its owner. Some said he was a cult leader who performed rituals in the basement. Others said he was a serial killer who lured unsuspecting customers into his trap. Others said he was a vampire who fed on the blood of young girls like you. He wasn't twenty-five, but innocent people's blood kept him youthful.

Of course, you didn't believe those stories, but you still felt uneasy as you approached the store. It looked like a rundown shack, with faded posters and graffiti covering the windows. The neon sign flickered and buzzed, spelling out "Rock 'n' Roll Heaven." You wondered if that was meant to be ironic or ominous.

You pushed open the door and stepped inside. The smell of dust and mold hit you like a wave. You saw rows of shelves filled with records, tapes, and magazines. You also saw posters of rock stars and bands, some of who you recognized and others you didn't. The place was dimly lit by a few lamps and a jukebox that played an old song you couldn't name. Where the hell did you step into?

You walked along the aisles, scanning the labels and covers. You could feel a few different sets of eyes on you, and you tried to keep your head down but glanced up a few times with an awkward smile, hoping they didn't come toward you.

One man stood at the counter pretending to read a magazine, but his eyes would flick to you. He'd nudge his buddy and whisper something you couldn't hear, making you anxious.

"Sweetheart. I think you stepped into the wrong place." One of them says, staring at you. "You need to go to the record store on Broadwater. They have all that bubble gum pop shit you're probably looking for." You notice his piercing blue eyes carving into your soul, and you try to look away, but it's a trance. His long black hair hangs in his face, and deep down inside, you want to remark how he should stop wearing women's clothing and grow up, but the rumor of him eating people comes back to your mind, and you keep your mouth shut.

You find the name of the band your brother had mentioned, and there are several different pieces of vinyl, each from a different year. Why didn't he tell you the name?

"Do you not talk?" Another one calls from the counter.

You look up at him again, blushing, "I do. I'm just looking for something, and I'll be out of here." Your eyes return to the records, and you grab the newest one. Your brother was a collector, and it was more than likely he wanted the more recent item.

You hear his footsteps walking around the counter, and just to your luck, the bigger one is coming toward you. The one who looks like he might attack you.

He walks up to you with a smirk on his face, holding a cigarette in his hand. He blows smoke in your direction, making you cough. He looks at the record you're holding and snorts. "You're kidding me. You're buying this crap?" He grabs the record from your hand and examines it. "This is their latest album. It's garbage. They sold out to the mainstream. They lost their edge. They used to be good back in the day." He points to another record on the shelf. "This is their first album. This is where it all started. This is real music." He hands it to you and takes back the one you had chosen. "Trust me, kid. You'll thank me later." He winks at you and returns to the counter, leaving you speechless and confused.

Kid? You weren't a child.

You cautiously walk to the counter, noticing two of the three men sitting in the corner watching some gory horror movie, and you do your best not to make a face at it.

You try to play it cool like you weren't in your favorite red and white sundress that you'd just bought, you weren't wearing the cutest sandals you'd ever seen, or you didn't get dolled up for the day knowing where you were going.

You tried to ignore the stares and whispers of the other customers, who looked at you like you were an alien. But you knew you couldn't fool anyone.

"You're brave walking in here looking like that. You look like you got lost on your way to the Barbie convention." He sounds playful, but you'd be lying if you said it didn't hurt your feelings.

You bite your lip, wishing he would just tell you how much you owe him, but he seems amused with you and taking his time. He grabs the record with a smirk and taps on the cash register.

He looks at you with a mock surprise and says, "That'll be a hundred bucks, please." He chuckles and adds, "Just kidding. It's only twenty. But I'll take a hundred if you want to tip me for my excellent service." He winks at you and holds his hand, waiting for your payment.

Your eyes deaden at his joke; you don't find him amusing. He hands you the record, still smiling as you walk away from him.

"Hey, I'm gonna take a smoke break." He tells the others and follows behind you. Was he following you?

Part of Euronymous felt guilty for the way he was acting. He didn't want to admit it, but that was his best attempt at flirting, and he failed miserably. "Hey, wait up." He says, catching you before you cross the street.

You stop, looking back for a second before you sigh and drop your shoulders, "Why so you can continue to be an asshole to me?"

He runs his fingers through his hair, holding his cigarette to his lips. "I wasn't. I didn't…Look, I think your style's cool. I, uh, I don't know how to talk to pretty girls." He admits.

Your brows scrunch together with confusion; you aren't sure what his game plan is. "I'm not really into Satanists or cult leaders, so you don't have to waste your time apologizing to me or trying to make me feel better about myself. I think you're tacky, just like your store."

He looks hurt by your words, but he doesn't give up. "Well, I'm neither of those things." He pulls his cigarette from his lips, "This is weird and I know this is weird, because I'm weird, but, let me at least walk you to your car. It's getting late and I'd feel like a shithead if something happened to you."

You hesitate, not sure if you should trust him or not. He doesn't look like a bad guy, just a misunderstood one. But you've heard stories about people like him, who pretend to be friendly and turn out to be monsters. You don't want to be another victim. "I'm walking to my brother's house, and I'd prefer you not to know where I stay." You tell him, but part of you wants to take his offer. It's creepy at night, and you have no way to protect yourself if something was to happen.

He remains quiet, watching you rethink what you just told him. Why did you tell him that? He could easily follow you and find out where you live. You curse yourself for being so stupid. "If I let you walk me home, promise not to stalk me?" You ask him, hoping he's not lying.

His laughter rings in your ears, "I won't stalk you. Between my band and owning the shop, I don't have time to stalk anyone plus, if you want to see me, you know where I work." He playfully winks. "Come on, let's go. I promise I'll behave." He smiles at you with a charming grin that makes your heart flutter. You wonder if he's as bad as you thought or just a lonely soul looking for company. You decide to give, hoping you won't regret it later.

You make small talk, asking him about his band. He tells you that his band is called Mayhem and plays black metal, an extreme and controversial music genre.

"I'm glad you came in today. I know it can be a bit over the top, and I'd be lying if I said we weren't being judgemental dicks." He laughs, his eyes dart to you nervously, waiting for your response, but you continue to watch the sidewalk. "I hope part of you doesn't believe I'm what everyone says."

You tilt your head up, looking at him with curiosity. You wonder why your opinion would matter. "I think you're misunderstood but you kind of like it that way."

He shrugs and takes a drag from his cigarette. "I do enjoy being a rebel and an outcast. I like making people uncomfortable it's entertaining to see how fearful people are." He exhales the smoke and looks at you with a smirk. "But maybe I also like surprising people and showing them that I'm not a monster. Maybe I like being normal and human."

"You know, nice doesn't look bad on you. You should try it more often." You're able to genuinely smile at him this time. "Well," You say, stopping in front of the apartment doors. "This is it." You don't know how to end this interaction. It's not like this was a date or a friendship.

He nods, "Alright, I'll see you around?"

You shrug with a playful smile as you open the door, "Maybe."

He throws his hands in the air as he walks away from you, "I'll take it!" He says, his voice full of excitement. He looks back at you and gives you a thumbs-up, making you laugh, and he disappears into the night, leaving you with a story to amuse your brother with and a memory that might make you return to the 'scariest' record store in town.

[newkatzkafe2023]

Okay, so since we have been talking, I really want to see the next part in the Coraline au continuation. If that's okay, (particularly HIB and MK reborn, lol.) no pressure, you said you liked requests but i just want to be considerate still.

Part 3 of Beldam (Y/N)🥳

(Lmk Wukong) His jaw was still touching the floor when he saw you. He observed the black monkey who was wearing a Sundress and some cute sandals. But unfortunately the despite all that he was still staring at her pair of yellow buttons That is in place of her eyes.

(Lmk Wukong): W-Who Are you?!?!😰

Monkey (Y/N): I'm sorry I must have frightened you. I tend to do that , but I'm your wife (Y/N)

(Lmk Wukong) Okay first of all I don't have a wife and second of all even if I did I doubt she would have B.....B......

Monkey (Y/N)B....B...B..Buttons??? Do you like them they're in my favorite color now dinner is Almost Ready is so can you please drop off this package next door to Pigsy and Tang They're not too far from here😊

Wukong to the box and silently left. What the hell is going on around here and Bixby and Tang right here? Maybe don't know what's happening

When Wukong got to the Restaurant he walked in to see pigsy and Tang sitting by a Piano.

Lmk Wukong: Hey you too (Y/N) Who told me to drop this off for you guys

It's when they both turn around to show their button eyes Wukong Own eye twitched Wondering if he really is going insane

Other Pigsy: Oh good you have it

Other Tang: (Y/N) It's truly the best not that we have it we can play the piano now

(Lmk Wukong) Nither of you know how to play a piano

Both: Well of course we can't we have to play it together watch Make up an song about Sun wukong, He's a King, He's a Hero, He can do no Wrong, He's as noble as Budda in the eyes of everyone who ever lay their eyes on Sun Wukong. When he comes around Adventuring (Y/N) Vow to make it beholding on eye on Sun Wukong🎵🎶🎵🎶🎶🎵🎶

Monkey king actually like the song. He heard before he wave goodbye to the two and return to your home where she was surprised with all types of noodles and peach chips.

Monkey (Y/N) Surprise hope you like it

And Wukong did After you told him you were waiting for him for quite a long time. He then started to feel really tired. Especially from the day he had looking for those missing men with Mk.

Monkey (Y/N) You look tired let's get you to bed now

(Y/N) Then led him to a bedroom where all of his collection over the years was much more neither than before after you gave Cherry's juice to help him get some sleep.

Monkey (Y/N) Good night my king I had a lot of fun tonight💛

(Mk Reborn Wukong) This is bizarre on so many levels. First of all he was not expecting to walk into a mirror. Second of all he was also not expecting that said mirror To cause and tomet up with a female monkey. Third of all He didn't expect the female monkey to be just as snarky is him

(MKR Wukong) What are you talking about and what happened to your eyes? Why I do that you have??

Monkey (Y/N): Buttons nice to know you noticed you you're not put off by it are you???

(MKR Wukong) N-No just want is the story of that?!?!

Monkey (Y/n) Hehe🤭 I'll explain the story of that later , but i'm gonna need you To drop off a package to pigsy For me please then come back when dinner is ready

Wukong takes the box 📦 from you and walked of he was trying to still rap his head around in everything. There's a female monkey who Just said she was waiting for him and now she's sending him off. To do a quick favor like he should be full of questions right now. And another thing pigz is here he knew about This place maybe he's gonna know what's going on. Though he doubts it, but he's his best chance of understanding. What the hell any of this is. When he got their he found pigsy Alright But he too had button eyes

Other Pigsy: Welcome my king

Finally some respect this is something he can get used to

Mk Wukong: (Y/N) Wanted me to give this package to you

Other Pigsy: Oh good she's the best now I can work on my piano

Mk Wukong: What you don't play Piano

Other Pigsy: Well of course I don't the piano plays me Watch this. Make up an song about Sun wukong, He's a King, He's a Hero, He can do no Wrong, He's as noble as Budda in the eyes of everyone who ever lay their eyes on Sun Wukong. When he comes around Adventuring (Y/N) Vow to make it beholding on eye on Sun Wukong🎵🎶🎵🎶🎶🎵🎶

Monkey king Clapped his hands liking what he was hearing After talking Wukong Wave goodbye To the other pigs and left back home to you What do you smell a lot of food.

Wukong Soon fell in himself challing down some vegetable fried rice and Other foods their was noodles and soup Dumplings too.

Monkey (Y/N) I hope you like it. I have other stuff. You wanna try if you're hungry still

(MKR Wukong) No man this is great but I am thirsty

Monkey (Y/N) All right say it less I got peach tea

Wukong Drank the tea before (Y/N) You put a cake in front of him saying welcome home

Monkey (Y/N) I've been waiting A long time for your Sun Wukong. I really hope you enjoy your stay here With me here. You can have anything you want Just as that's all you have to do.

Wukong Smiled At you but he suddenly felt tired i'm all of the food he had

Mk Wukong: (Y/N) Thanks, but I'm really need to get to bed. Masters gonna come looking for me

Monkey (Y/N) Of course that is very important let's get you a bed

(Y/n) Lead The monkey king to less mess version of his room Everything was organized from top to bottom. And that's when she brought him to bed not before him some cherry juice to help fall asleep

Monkey (Y/N) Good night🎵🎶🎵🎶🎵🎵🎶🎵

(NR Wukong) He just stood there, He stood in silence. All he did was stare into what? But what have been your eyes if it wasn't further bright Pink buttons. He had absolutely no idea What else to say. The dude was for once Speechless

Monkey (Y/N) Handsome? Earth to handsome? Are you okay hubby? you look like you saw ghosts you're not sick are you?

Wukong Was able to snap out of it a little but

(NR Wukong) Um yeah??? Is there a story about your Bu.............Bu...........

Monkey (Y/N) Oh my buttons do you like them I always thought they were neat No I enough those chit chat foods getting cold but I do need you to do me a quick favor??? Can you please take this package to Su She's not too far from here so just drop it off at her house.

(NR Wukong) No problem I guess

Monkey (Y/N) Thank you baby

Wukong Walked out of the house In silence and confusion what is Li's girlfriend doing here and why is she living so close Maybe he really showed to get out More He got to the big expensive looking house. He walked in inside to see Su with her own pair of buttons when the middle of the living room playing a piano

Other Su: Wukong good to see you. Oh Good, she sent the package over as a thing. I wrote a song for you

Other Su: Making up a song about Wukong🎵 He's a King , He's a Hero, He can do no wrong🎶 He's as noble as Budda in the eyes of everyone who ever lay their eyes on Sun Wukong. When he comes around Adventuring (Y/N) Vow to make it beholding on eye on Sun Wukong🎵🎶🎵🎶🎶🎵🎶

Nezha Actually enjoyed the song he heard and we've Goodbye to the other sill. That's where he returned back to home where he smelled a lot of food

Monkey (Y/N) So how do you like the soup dumplings they took me hours.

(NR Wukong) I love what you did but i'm kind of thirsty though

Monkey (Y/N) No problem, I have variety types of wine and alcohol. You know but if you feel like relaxing relaxing then I have tea as well. I also made brownies I hope you like them

Wukong ate one of your brownies with he started to feel Like he was on the elevator that was going up and down at the same time.

Monkey (Y/N) Probably should have mentioned that it was an edible. We better bring you the bed so that thing can wear off

(Y/N) Then brought the monkey king to retro bed And talk them in bernard before giving him some cherry juice To help.

(Y/N) Sweet dreams Handsome🩷

(HIB Wukong) He stood there in silence just looking at you like what is going on. Did he just walk into the sunken place or something. He has so many questions right now. But and fear of being rude towards you. I mean maybe you'll even notice but he'll just like be subtle with the question

(HIB) I'm terribly sorry but who are you and what happens here eyes????????

Monkey (Y/N) Oh Curious about my button Eyes they're so cute aren't they they're my favorite Color too. Do you like them??? I think they are wonderful.

(HIB) Still sorry for barging into your house. I didn't mean to I just found Strange tunnel and

Monkey (Y/N) Oh my sweet king, you don't have to apologize to me. In fact, I welcome you. Dinner is almost ready but I need you to do me a small favor. Can you please deliver this package to pigsy He lives next door can't miss him

Wukong then received The package from you before being pushed out gently. And he found himself walking down the street and auto pilot. He had so many questions and his main one is Pigsy actually here??? maybe he'll know what's going on because I am majorly perplex Wukong got to the house he saw tapping on a Piano.

(HIB) Pigsy????

Other Pigsy: Good evening your majesty!!!!

Wukong Frozen to see pigsy With button eyes?!

Other Pigsy: Oh good you have the package (Y/N) Truly is the best. Well to show you my gratitude I wrote you a song on my piano.

(HIB) When have you ever played the Piano

Other Pigsy: Just now, Here let me show you. Make up an song about Sun wukong, He's a King, He's a Hero, He can do no Wrong, He's as noble as Budda in the eyes of everyone who ever lay their eyes on Sun Wukong. When he comes around Adventuring (Y/N) Vow to make it beholding on eye on Sun Wukong🎵🎶🎵🎶

Monkey king Loved the song he heard After talking to the other pigzy, for a little bit, he returned home to you and he smelled fish as soon as he got there. Lots and lots of fish. I'm Not kidding from Deep fried fish to Fish soup And you had fried rice And soup dumplings with noodles.

Monkey (Y/N) Poor you, you must have been so hungry. I know I should cook the more i'm so inconsiderate

(HIB) No no I love all of this it's just i'm thirsty now

Monkey (Y/N) Oh you should have started with that come I have tea Green tea, oolong tea, And if you're feeling romantic red wine.

(HIB) Do you have Roasted Oolong tea

Monkey (Y/N) Yes sir

(Y/N) pour a cup of tea for Wukong before putting a Cake That said welcome home

(Y/n) I was waiting for you for so Wukong You have no idea how lonely I was but The waiting was worth it because I have you here now

Sun Wukong Add felt something as felt in a long time joy. This female monkey had worked very hard to impress him and make him happy and welcome him. Even though he basically broke an entered into her home , she didn't minded all and welcomed him with open arms.

Monkey (Y/N) It's getting late my king we should get you to bed we don't want You will to be all grumpy in the morning coming out

Wukong The rolled his eyes and followed you to the bedroom A bedroom he always dreamed of mind you after he drank the Cherry juice you gave him he fell right to sleep but not before he heard

Monkey (Y/N) See you soon🧡

(Netflix Wukong) This dude Went out like a light. Yeah it was quite embarrassing but can you blame him. He thought he walked into the home of another only to meet up with a female monkey Bright red button eyes. And his Is constitution can't take that You decided it was the best decision to lay him out on the couch until he wakes up.

Monkey (Y/N) Honey? honey? Woo hoo honey? Are you feeling better now?

Wukong After a little While Manage to regain consciousness.

(Netflix Wukong) Lin??? You never guess what happened I just had the crazy dream. I dreamt that I went through a door and it led me to pretty female monkey with button........

Sun Wukong has look to see the same female monkey He had met earlier with bright red Button eyes.

(Netflix Wukong) Eyes............ So it wasn't a dream after all......... And i'm possibly insane.

You Couldn't help but burst out laughing at the cute monkey boy in the front of you. He is such a silly little Guy isn't he?

Monkey (Y/N) Hehe, Nope, not a dream, Did you want it to be a dream? Well, now that you're okay, you can get ready for dinner. I need you to Do me a favor I need you to prefer this package to buddha pretty please, then you can come back down for dinner. Thank you

Wukong's Jaw dropped When he heard what you were asking of him , then you would quickly send them off before he can ask any questions When he got outside, he looked up nervously. And it's right , and so what appeared to be A run down shack of some kind. When he knocked on the door he saw border in the middle tapping on a piano

Other Buddha: Welcome!!!! (Y/N) Told me you were stopping by she said that you have the package for me. Stay for a bit I was actually playing on my piano

(Netflix Wukong) Budda don't play on a piano

Other Buddha: Well of course I don't the piano plays me

Other Buddha: Make up an song about Sun wukong, He's a King, He's a Hero, He can do no Wrong, He's as noble as I in the eyes of everyone who ever lay their eyes on Sun Wukong. When he comes around Adventuring (Y/N) Vow to make it beholding on eye on Sun Wukong🎵🎶🎵🎶🎶🎵🎶

Wukong is smug As all hell, when he heard that song Buddha would never sing Something like that to him but he's glad that his (Y/N)forced too. He said his goodbyes to buddha before returning to the house where he smelled Something incredible. He walked inside to see (Y/N) Made a whole table of peach flavored suites From putting to pie 🥧,Wukong Chill down with no problem at all.

Monkey (Y/N) Jeez Wukong you are really hungry huh🤭 Would you like anything to drink buddy

Netflix Wukong: Do you got a peach smoothie

Monkey (Y/N) Yes I do and i'm going to get some too

(Y/n) Pour the peach smoothie and put a cake In front of the monkey king The takes said welcome home

Monkey (Y/N) I was waiting a very long time for you. But now you are here and I am happy again

Wukong Blushed at the female monkeys words wondering what she meant. But he grew tired.

(Netflix Wukong) (Y/N) I really should be Getting to bed now

Monkey (Y/N) It's fine dear let's get you to bed

(Y/N) Then brought wu kong to a child like bedroom and got him ready to sleep , not before Giving him cherry juice saying that'll help him relax and ward off nightmares

Monkey (Y/N) I'll see you so and baby boy

FEEL FREE TO REBLOG

[dinogoofymutated]

    “We are a couple, yes? I was under the impression you wanted to take things slowly.” He smiles. You think back to every time he walked you to your room, or helped you in the kitchen, or brought you gifts, and wonder if you really had been missing all the signs to the point where you were clueless about your own romantic relationship with him.” -That one fic where Y/N ogles at farmboy Piotr (ALSO WDYM SUNDRESS)

     “You know, I get that we’re on two different sides of things- but you know that the school’s doors are always open to those who need it, right?” You ask, late one night after he had crawled into bed by your side. You were facing him, hand curling on the pillow an inch away from his face, fighting the urge to brush his bangs away from his forehead. Immediately, he has a negative reaction to it. He scowls, recoiling away from you as he glares. You know it should hurt worse than it does, but all you can see is the hurt he's feeling right now.” - Enemies to lovers Pietro

And that one where Morph turns into Warren in a bar, I LOVE those parts

HECK YEAH OKAY SO

1. Piotr legit just thought they were dating the entire time. I know that technically he's a little more blunt and would ask/bring up dating before deciding they're a couple, but for this fic I really wanted to do that one trope so I wrote it in like he just assumed they were together and didn't have a label yet. He knows how nervous and flighty she can be around him and although she hasn't said anything, it's pretty clear to him that she likes him a lot. So he just assumed they they were a couple and she just needed some time to relax around him before they got to the smoochy stuff!!

As for the sundress, it's written In the actual hc parts in like one scentance and then later at the ending but it was originally supposed to be more prominent in the fic!! I just ran out of steam lol. In the original outline, I was gonna have him pull her into his lap while she's struggling for her words (the "I am listening" part) and be distracting her by running his hands up her thighs. It was so cute but I thought that it would be too forward for him to do seeing as he's waited the whole time to be in her comfort level.

2. THE PIETRO FIC GOD I LOVE THAT ONE SO MUCH ITS MY PRIDE AN JOY. My brainchild I'll never have the energy to make into a full fic!! The behind the scenes for this is that Pietro has been getting way in over his head with shit, and every time he returns to reader's room they get closer and closer. Atp he's kinda ignoring the romantic tension because he's just after some comfort. His crawling into her bed to just sleep or cuddle or feel safe is a regular thing by then, and it's starting to make them really worried about Pietro because it's obvious he only goes to her when he's upset (which he is frequently. Totally not over petty things. Definitely not bc he needs an excuse to see her.)

I love writing cherik parallels in their relationship because there's something so tragic about desperately trying to reach someone and let them know that you'd fistfight their demons bare-handed to help them heal, and yet it's those same demons that keep them away from you and make them think you're just there to pity them.

3. THE MORPH FIC ASDGSHAJAJAJ to be honest the behind the scenes for that one was just because I wanted to show how morph projects/Handles their insecurities!! They're trying to "test the waters" and try to find out what the reader's type is because maybe if he becomes more like that type he won't risk the reader leaving (which obs we wouldn't)

(Also I love warren so cameo)

[buckgasms]

In light of the warm weather coming up soon can we get one where the reader and Bucky are out and about for the day and she is wearing a sundress with no panties 👀👀 feel free to take this wherever you want to I trust you COMPLETELY!! ❤️❤️

It's so cold here but I am indeed looking forward to the sunshine and the antics that will come with it ❤️ this went a very random route but I kinda love it!

Thank you for trusting me gorgeous and I hope you like it 😘😘

So the question we need to ask ourselves is... Does Daddy know?

I'd like to think that maybe you did it as a kind of surprise, and you spend the whole morning totally flustered and trying to be chill whenever his hand brushes your thigh because eeeek what if he sees now??

And he smiles occasionally because he thinks he might know what's going on because you are practically giddy every time he touches you, but he doesn't know for sure. He enjoys your little game though as you play it.

🔆

He's taken you out to a few shops and bought you a ludicrous amount of new clothes, and now you're sitting, snuggled up next to him in a booth at a busy restaurant he owns.

As you're sitting there eating your lunch you can't resist looking out of the large window that overlooks Central Park, kneeling on the seat and looking down, oohing at the horses and carriages that have gathered below.

What you don't realise is that the skirt of your sundress has hitched up a little and finally reveals your well kept secret. Your cute butt cheeks are showing and he almost spits out his drink when he sees you.

You come and sit back down, squish up against him and steal a fry from his plate, giggling before popping it in your mouth. He chuckles and presses a kiss to your temple, trying to decide what to do with you.

"Could we go on one of those carriages Daddy? I've never done that before" you ask, pretty pout on your face because you know Bucky hates that kind of thing, but he'd probably say yes just for you ❤️ which he does.

🔆

Much to your delight about 20 minutes later you are squished into a carriage with Bucky, taking in the sights of the park. It's a nice balmy day, but you still feel a little chill so you scoot impossibility closer to him until he just drags you into his lap and kisses you. "I'd only do this for you y'know" he growls in your ear, making you giggle and press a big kiss on his lips.

He keeps the ride innocent for as long as his can, but knowing your naked heat is just there for the taking... Well he's only human.

As you head into a more wooded area he let's his hand trail from your knee to the soft skin of the inner thigh. You almost say something but he just shushes you with a heated kiss. Featherlight touches graze over your thighs until he reaches your heat, thumb slotting easily into your folds, immediately resting on your clit.

"Daddy" you whisper, eyes big in worry and excitement. "Someone might see!" You grip onto his shirt as he swirls his thumb slowly under your skirt. His index finger probes at your entrance, which is getting wetter by the second. "I know princess, and from the feel of things, that's just what you like...."

He slips it in and curls his finger slowly inside you, his thumb still working a torturously slow pace. Your breath hitches in your throat and the driver is just about to turn and make sure you're ok when Bucky calls out, "Eyes forward Buddy. Keep this ride going and I'll make it worth your while..."

🔆

Returning his attention to you he whispers in your ear, "keep enjoying the view baby, you don't want anyone to know what we're doing, do you?" He gives a particularly strong flex of his fingers and you can't help but moan out loud. He chuckles and presses a kiss to your cheek, "oh maybe you do Princess? Such a dirty girl hmm? Coming out today without any panties on, only really dirty girls do that...."

He teases and increases his pace, your legs trembling, your grip on his sleeve like a vice. "Not dirty...." You pant, "wanted to..... Fuck daddy.... Just wanted to surprise you..." You choke out as he works your body like a pro.

He readjusts you, opening your legs wider. You won't be seen by anyone, but you don't know that. You can feel the cool air on your heat, and you grip him even tighter as his fingers flex so fast you almost lose vision. With a final flick and his growling permission, you come, a quick groan leaving your lips.

"Good girl" he mutters as you try and catch your breath and you lean back and press soft kisses to him as you recover and sigh out a "thank you daddy". You grin slyly before sinking down to undo his zipper. "Oh princess... You really are a dirty girl today."

Instead of arguing with him, you take his hard cock in your hands and stroke him a few times before wrapping your lips around him and sucking. Not to let you have all the fun, he slips his hand around you and presses into your pussy again, this time, being a lot less gentle. As you bob up and down he pumps his fingers again, slipping his thumb into your puckered hole. The groan you emit around his cock makes him curse, his other hand rests on your head, gripping your hair and holding you in place.

"Good girl princess, god... So fucking pretty ain't ya? When I get you home I'm gonna spread you out and watch you come over and over again baby.... Think my babygirl likes being watched dontya?"

Your walls flutter around his fingers, suggesting that is indeed what you like. He does a magical thing with his fingers, almost rubbing them together between your two aching holes and you practically scream around him. "Daddy please..." You pant between taking him dick all the way down.

He chuckles and probes you harder and faster, looking out at the people rushing by, totally unaware of the filth taking place around him. "Make me come princess. Make me come and swallow it all, then I'll let this greedy cunt come, ok baby?"

You respond by working him faster than ever, your soft hand wrapping around the base of his cock, nose tickled by his course hair as you can only focus on his cock and his fingers. The familiar sounds of his own orgasm fill you with excitement, until you hear him groan and his hot come fills your mouth. His hand keeps your head in place and he expertly works you to another, eye rolling orgasm.

When you let his fingers go he pulls you upward, putting his sticky fingers in your mouth to make sure you've swallowed him all down. "Atta girl" he praises before capturing your lips in a kiss.

🔆

Shortly after, you manage to clamber down from the carriage with your dignity in tact, looking a little flustered. You see Bucky slip the driver a huge wad of cash before he walks over to you, and takes your hand before hailing a cab. Your afternoon looking even more eventful that your morning ❤️

[practically-an-x-man]

"What is a 'slay queen', and why did they just call me that?"

Prompt idea for you

Oooooh this is an Eris prompt if I've ever seen one

____ This Time It's Not So Literal

Word Count: 1.5k Content Warnings: none really, it's pretty cute ____

"This goes against everything I stand for," Eris grumbled, his fingers twitching for his spear. He didn't have it with him, regrettably, and their restless fingers found the fabric of their skirt instead.

"You look great, though," Rick offered, glancing down from their right side. Eris shrugged, fighting hard not to feel uncomfortable with the clothing.

She ran her hands down the front of her sundress, smoothing down the fabric. It was dark red, the color of old blood, and the fabric rippled loosely around her legs as she walked. His arms were bare, showing off their array of freckles and scars. At least it had pockets. He had a knife, only about three inches long and sheathed in a leather case, tucked into one of them.

God, he wanted his spear.

"A thousand years, and I've never worn a dress for longer than a few minutes," he muttered, "I guarantee it."

"I'll have to take your word for it." Rick said, a faint smile twitching at the corners of his mouth, "You don't like dresses?"

"It's not that I don't like them, I just..." Eris huffed, taking loose fistfuls of their skirt for emphasis, "How the hell are you supposed to fight in this? I mean, it's got movement, but there's just so much fabric. It gets in the way, someone could grab it... it's a hazard. It's just as bad as wearing a cape."

"Point of today's that we shouldn't have to do any fighting," Rick pointed out, "Besides, I'm sure you'll just cut that skirt off if we happen to run into something."

"Damn right I will."

"Besides, all I said was to pick a disguise," he added a moment later, "Why pick a dress if you don't want to wear it?"

"Because it's pretty," Eris sighed, taking an extra step to make the fabric ripple a little more dramatically, "And I didn't think it through at the time."

They were approaching a fountain, spitting jets of water high into the air, and Eris hopped up easily onto the low concrete wall surrounding it. If nothing else, it was a lovely day for espionage, and a lovely park to spend it in. The grass was green and the sun was high, and their dress seemed to shine like a jewel when it caught the right light. He kept finding Rick's eyes on him- much more than usual, for whatever reason.

She walked along the edge of the fountain with loose, casual steps, letting her eyes scan the scene ahead of her. Rick was squinting. Eris wasn't. Her eyes were a lot darker than his were, after all. She was built for bright summer days like this. Under the warm sunlight, her skin practically glowed.

"He's on the other side of the park," he said, his voice light and casual, "Down by the water. Feeding the ducks."

"Hm. Looks like we'll be having ourselves a little picnic, then," Rick replied, lifting the basket in his other hand, "If we want to be close enough to listen, that is. Good thing I came prepared."

"I'm starting to think this is all by design," Eris said, their smile flashing bright as they looked down at him. Standing on the edge of the fountain, it was one of the rare occasions she stood taller than him. The backsplash of the water sent a cool, gentle mist over her skin, and she allowed herself to bask into the feeling for a moment or two.

"Yeah? What design's that?"

"I think our target's a ruse." he said in the same faintly amused tone of voice, "I think you set this up so you could court me."

"It's a very real target, darlin'. Straight from Waller's list." Rick responded, glancing from Eris down to the other side of the park, "The fact that I opted to catch him here, though... alright, maybe that was me."

He lifted his free hand up to them, palm up in invitation. Eris just stared at it for a moment or two.

"Rick Flag, are you seriously suggesting I hold your hand?"

"We're s'posed to be a couple."

"We are a couple." Eris pointed out with a shrug, "By most modern definitions. Aren't we?"

"I mean we're s'posed to look like a couple." he corrected, though his fingers twitched like he was about to withdraw his hand. It did look a little awkward there, held up in an unacknowledged invitation like that. Rick shrugged. "I'll let go if it looks like there'll be a fight. I promise."

It was the same reason she wasn't very fond of hugs. One hand devoted to holding onto someone else's was one hand out of use in an emergency. Or even worse - not that they thought they were in danger of this with Rick - that someone could get a more dangerous hold on her, like a bear hug with a knife to her throat, with just a well-timed tug. Besides, he was on their right side- their dominant side. The side where her only weapon was tucked into her pocket.

It was... unsafe.

Eris sighed and placed her hand in his own. Rick beamed so brightly it looked like a second sun. It made something flutter deep within her.

Still holding Rick's hand, he hopped off the edge of the fountain and smiled at the way it made his skirt float out around him. His feet hit the ground, sandals scratching against the pavement, and they couldn't resist twirling themself around Rick's hand. It made their dress flare out, rippling like soft red flower petals on the surface of a pond.

"Slay, queen!" A passer-by called out, drawing Eris' eye. The stranger was tall, with multicolored hair and a panting terrier on a leash trotting out ahead of them. Eris' brow furrowed, and she tilted her head at the stranger, but they'd already shifted focus.

"Rick?"

"Hm?"

"What is a 'slay queen', and why did they just call me that?" Eris asked, rather bluntly. Rick let out a strained cough, poorly disguising a laugh.

"It's a good thing, doll. It, ah, it means they like your dress." he said, clearly biting back a smile, "That was kind of cute, that thing you did there."

Their expression darkened at his use of the word cute, but Rick seemed undeterred. He reached over, managing some kind of... maneuver that ended with his arm across Eris' shoulders, and lightly tugged her in against his side. It was far too smooth for him to be annoyed. The clever moves always got him.

"You're not allowed to be so charming, cowboy." they told him. They could feel Rick chuckle from beside them.

"Yeah? Why not?"

"It's... unbecoming of me."

"Unbecoming?" he teased, "I know you know more modern slang than that."

"Sometimes the old words work best." Eris pointed out, then twisted around to press their knuckle into the space between his ribs. It couldn't have hurt, but it made Rick squirm a little. "And you're changing the subject."

"Which is?"

"Which is stop it." she huffed, "I think you're starting to forget who I am."

"You are a thousand-year-old metahuman who claims to be war incarnate, and I believe it. You've got so much blood on your hands, you could make your own damn ocean. I didn't forget that, hon," Rick said, then shrugged, "I just don't care. Believe it or not, wartime, you're not the first bloodthirsty meta I've spent time with."

"You're gonna regret that when you get your throat slit before your fortieth birthday."

"I'm forty-three." he drawled, then fired her another bright grin, "And maybe I'll live to be ninety, and you'll be holdin' my hand at my deathbed when I kick it. You'd made a pretty last sight, doll, I gotta say."

Eris scoffed and ducked their head, refusing to let him see the way they flushed.

"I thought I told you to stop that."

"I thought you'd learned by now that I don't listen," Rick fired back, grinning at her. The sun brought out a few different colors in his eyes, their usual muddy gold-hazel blooming into a surprisingly vivid green around the edges. Eris held his gaze for a moment or two longer than she really needed to. She always thought he had such interesting eyes. Almost.... lion-like, in a way.

Rick's arm tightened around their shoulders in a bizarre little side-hug. Shit. He'd noticed the staring. He didn't seem to care, but he'd noticed.

"Where's the target?" Eris muttered, craning his neck to look past Rick's broad frame. He thought he saw a glimmer of amusement pass over Rick's face, but it was gone with the mention of the mission at hand.

"Still feeding the ducks," he replied, then lifted the basket still held loosely in his other hand, "Should we get on with our picnic, then?"

[hetaari]

one of my favorite hetalia writers (you lol) is into vocaloid too?????? Bruh???? Do you have any bedroom or fashion headcanons for the cryptons???

ough this is long overdue I'm so sorry,,,,, I don't want this to get too long so I'll post fashion headcanons here and make bedroom headcanons a separate poast

Miku

huge fan of floral print

she has lots of those cute brightly colored sundresses

so obviously spring/summer is where she peaks clothing wise

she wears skirts and tights even when it’s cold out but she does have her limits. If it’s seriously painfully cold and she has no choice but to be outside she will absolutely abandon being fashionable for the sake of not freezing to death

that being said. she does frequently make the mistake of underestimating how cold it gets. "it cant be that cold," she says, clueless. and every time, she suffers the consequences

Occasionally borrows stuff from Luka

Rin

like Miku, she also peaks during spring/summer fashion wise

shes more of a shorts person, though. shorts and graphic tees

her skirts generally tend to be on the shorter side

lots of tank tops and camisoles

Also she’s got quite a bit of pastel colors in her wardrobe

but tbh she 'borrows' (50/50 chance of her having asked) stuff from Miku

she doesn't suffer as much in the cold as Miku does, even though she wears short skirts and tights in cold weather as well (better tolerance for the cold, really)

Len

slightly better at dressing for cold/mild weather tbh

thats not to say that his warm weather wardrobe is bad or anything, its just a bit plain bc he doesn’t care that much, specifically in summer when he’s focused more on not boiling to death

He’s pretty much at his best in fall and mid-late spring

He does more light colors when it’s warm and more dark colors when it’s cold

He has a lot of hoodies, jackets, and cardigans

he unironically wears cargo shorts/pants; a tactical advantage over bags, he says

once late fall/winter hits. ooh boy you best believe he's gonna be 'stealing' Kaito's sweaters constantly (bigger = more warmth is the logic he’s going by)

Luka

Her sense of style is a bit more on the modest side tbh

She doesn’t go for anything overly flashy

Her wardrobe's got a lot of muted colors in general, though she does also have brightly colored things like sundresses and stuff

yes she wears skirts when its cold but she generally wears long skirts anyway so it's not too weird

she generally avoids things with hoods unless she's desperate

she has a lot of. long flowy clothing. skirts, dresses, cardigans, you name it

also a lot of linen stuff and sunhats

and she only wears trench coats or peacoats, she doesn't like zippers very much

Meiko

World's biggest crop top stan

Also a fan of denim (but like, nothing outrageous)

plenty of tube tops

i think she'd have a collection of sunglasses

she doesn't tolerate cold too well, so when its winter, she'd be wearing one of them big ass coats with the fur on the hood

and maybe some timbs or something. she's a real boots gal

a lot of reds, oranges, yellows, and browns

like len, she also steals kaito's sweaters

unlike len, though, she usually asks for them and returns them without a fuss

Kaito

Ngl he kinda dresses like someone's father when the weather is warm

button ups, khakis, polo shirts, the works

hell, he's even worn cargo shorts. and hes got watches. that's just how Dad he gets

he doesn't do socks and sandals, at least

once it gets cold, that's when he really starts dressing

lots of blues, black, white and gray

Constant victim of his sweaters getting stolen, namely by Len and occasionally Meiko (at least Meiko just gives them back, Len pesters him to say 'fuck' before returning them)

also once warmer weather hits he takes a bit of time to get used to having his neck exposed; he just feels really weird without his scarf or something at least partially obscuring his neck, especially when he's in public

[taintedcigs]

𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍' 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍' — send this and give me some information/fact about yourself, send me your preferred fandom (mcu, stranger things), and your preferred gender and i'll ship you with a character!

*sighs* i always love these!!!!!

fandom: stranger things. preferred gender: any.

i love “clean girl” makeup, fairy wings eyeliner design, and glitter on my eyelids. currently wearing dresses more than any other article of clothing. my dream is to live in a cottage, grow berries, have a lil pond for lil duckies and bird feeders on my windows and be surrounded by flora. my dream job is to work at a flower job to which i ride my bike to and from. ‘m crazy about flowers if you couldn’t tell. fairycore, cottagecore, and baker!girlfriend are my favorite aesthetics. i love original fairytales, the dark and twisted ones, but the only disney-like fairytales i love are aurora, alice and rapunzel. i’m extremely pale so i like to pretend i’m a vampire fairy or any kind of undead fairy. as if that’s a thing lol. obsessed with the grimm brothers’ tales, supernatural and monster lore, magical beings. fav movie genre is action but i love watching horror because it always makes me laugh. any horror movies. is just funny. i’m a marvel (2009–2018) obsessed girl.

is this too much? i always get carried away lol i’m sorry

HARMONIA OMG, i might be biased but the first time i saw your feed i thought you were so steve's cottagecore dream gf coded!!! first of all steve WOULD LOVE LOVE this dream. also i always imagined steve w a 'clean girl' make up type of someone and he would love ur little SUNDRESSES SM!! he would be obsessed w them and he would def buy u lots of cute dresses in diff colors and he would ask u to make him a little show of all of ur dresses, (im imagining the 27 dresses scene w this rn loll) also ALSOO steve would always come by ur flower shop, pretending to buy flowers for someone else and then he would pretend to leave and dramatically come back telling u, 'sorry i was late i met this really pretty angel in a flower shop and i got u these flowers.' bc he's such a lil dramatic cutie like that!! and and and steve would always looove listening to your obsession with fairytales, (even though he would definitely be horrified when u would tell him about the dark original tales) he would adore the face your lights up when you told him all about your favorite fairytale and he would just swoon over u with his hand on his chin, looking dreamily!! steve would LOVE FOR U TO BE HIS BAKER!GF !! he would never tell u to make anything for him but when you did bake something for him he would GO CRAZY, he would feel so giddy inside and his heart would skip a beat when u bring him something u baked during his work break. he would eat all of it in a second and would try to bake u something in return (he would v much fail </3) but thats okay because you would teach him gladly !!!

but ALSO! i can definitelllyyy see you with chrissy! (maybe im biased again bc of ur moodboards BUT) chrissy is obsessed with flowers and sun dresses!! and she would definitely work w u in the flower shop!! (and now im imagining dani and jamie from bly manor minus the ending :(() and i think as much as chrissy is a flowers & sun dresses type of girl like u i think she would really enjoy watching all of the horror movies w u !! <3 and would PROBABLY be so obsessed w supernatural and monster lore!! and i see chrissy calling u her pretty lil fairy <33

bonus + steve would pretend like he wasn't fazed when watching a horror movie w u bc he knows how much u love horror movies and he wants to do everything with you!! and he would probably try to seem so nonchalant abt watching horror movies but as soon as you left for something he would let out a DEEP breath and he would have a lil freak out!!

noooo do not be sorry i love doing these when they are rlly detailed!!

join my 1k celebration!

[kolyasangel]

ERASE ME FROM HERE AND SET ME FREE

synopsis: now that you're acquainted with nikolai, you start to sense hidden troubles and you're even more determined to become closer to him.

content: ch. 2 of icarus falls - main navi / wc: 4.1k

The jingle of the bells ringing fills the air as you and Nikolai enter the cafe. The smell of freshly baked pastries and coffee hits your nose, creating a pleasing aroma. It's particularly busy today, bustling with customers, most likely because it's a Saturday.

"I didn't know you came to this cafe too, I always come here after work," you say to Nikolai.

"Oh yeah? That's nice." Nikolai says nonchalantly as he's intently looking at the menu, deliberating on what he wants to order, while you find yourself drawn to the delectable array of desserts behind the glass display.

"What are you getting?" you ask him.

"The iced honey lemon tea." He replies, looking to his side where you are. "What do you want?"

"I'll get the same thing as you, and slice of a strawberry cake."

He pauses, visibly curious about your choice of beverage. Perhaps you enjoyed his favorite tea too, he thought. "You like that tea?"

"I've never had it before so I want to try it, I like trying new things," you explain. He can't quite put his finger on it—but he finds something about your statement endearing and innocent.

Nikolai places the order, and you reach for your wallet in your little bag to pay for the both of you. He sees you do this and intervenes, halting you.

"Nuh-uh, put that way. I'm paying." he insists.

You look up at him and immediately shake your head in disagreement. "Please, I told you I would treat you."

"Hell no, I'm not letting you pay. What kind of guy would I be if I let the lady pay? I may be a dick, but I'm still a gentleman." he argues.

It was hard to hold back a laugh at his earnestness. He sounded so serious about his claim like he genuinely wanted you to believe him and it was so.. cute.

"Sometimes." you add, not missing the slight smile falling on his lips from your response.

Nikolai himself was a little surprised by your reaction and playful comment. He was expecting some kind of protest, not for you to laugh at him.

He motions you to sit at a table while he pays, so you do just that. You pick a small cozy table next to the window with two seats and sit down in one of them. As you sit, you rest your chin in the palm of your hand and look out the window, stealing occasional glimpses of passersby and whatnot outside. The events that occurred this morning went by in a blur—you showing up at Nikolai's door and waiting twenty minutes for him to get ready because he hadn't done so beforehand. You honestly don't know why it took that long because he didn't wear anything different than what you've already seen, just the usual t-shirt and sweatpants. You didn't mind, though—you're just grateful Nikolai agreed to spend time with you today.

You are caught off guard when Nikolai comes back and takes a seat in the chair across from you. Being in such proximity allowed you to observe and appreciate his features. His hair looks soft, and the striking eyes that met yours for the first time two days ago appeared to hold the same intensity, this time with a tinge of softness mingled in them. But, you figured that maybe you shouldn't be staring, so you fiddle with your fingers instead to pass some time before the drinks arrive.

Nikolai takes a moment to glance at your outfit while you aren't looking at him and notices how you dressed up in a pretty sundress today. For a second, he feels a bit bad that he didn't make the effort to fix up his appearance as you did, but the brief twinge of guilt felt was instantly drowned out by reluctant resistance. It doesn't matter.

"I'm happy you took time out of your day to hang out with me." you express and offer a cute smile, taking him out of his thoughts.

Nikolai looks at you, baffled, unsure of how to take your words or how to respond. "Hey hey, keep that away alright? This isn't a date or anything," he interjects before looking away from you to gaze out the window instead, avoiding your eyes and unwilling to engage further in your comment.

You felt your cheeks flush when he said that—that thought hadn't even crossed your mind. A date? With Nikolai? Like he'd ever want that.

Lost in your thoughts, you were pulled out of them as the waitress came with both of your drinks and your cake. She must've thought you and Nikolai were together, evidenced by how she grinned at you both and the two forks placed by the cake on the plate.

Nikolai, on the other hand, either didn't notice this or decided to ignore it. Rather, he seems unbothered while taking a sip of his tea, humming in delight when the familiar taste settles on his tongue.

You reach for your cup and take a sip of yours as well, eager to taste it. "Ooh, I like it! I think this might be my new favorite." you say before taking another sip, relishing the sweet and sour taste. A certain expression you couldn't quite identify flickers in Nikolai's eyes as he observes you.

Putting your tea down, you grew more curious about something and were practically itching to ask about it. "Can I ask you something, Nikolai?"

"You already did, silly." he playfully answers.

"Oh." you grin at the nickname, making you feel more relaxed. "Well.. can I ask how you got that scar?" you ask, resting your chin in the palms of your hands.

His eyes widen. He didn't expect that one.

As obvious as it was, he was still hoping you wouldn't ask about it, the risk of it leading to questions about his past surfacing. Despite this, fingers came up to his face to lightly graze against the scar that ran from his upper eyebrow and down his left eye. "This one? It's hideous isn't it?" he asks humorously, almost as if he's anticipating agreement.

"No, I think it actually looks kinda cool, it suits you in a way.." Your words elicit a gentle smile from him. "Did you get into a fight or something?"

"You could say that."

He was making it clear as day that he didn't want to elaborate or actually answer your question, so you didn't persist. Perhaps it wasn't a fond memory he liked to remember.

Instead, you notice him eyeing the cake in front of you.

"Do you want some? Here." You push the plate towards the middle of the table and hand him the other fork, waiting for him to take it, which he does.

He digs the fork into the other side of the cake and takes a bite before averting his eyes to look out the window, seemingly uncomfortable to meet your eyes in this moment.

You took another bite and munched on the cake happily, enjoying it.

"So.." Nikolai's mellow voice draws your attention. "What do you do for work?" he asks as he faces you again, initiating a conversation.

"I'm a florist," you reply, a smile lighting up your face. "The shop is not too far down this street, actually. That's why I come here after work since the walk is short." you explain.

"Florist, huh.." he muses, taking another sip of his tea as he listens to you intently.

"Yeah, I like flowers a lot!" you say, your passion for your work evident in your tone. "I love my job."

Nikolai seems genuinely taken aback by your enthusiasm. This was probably the first time he'd ever heard someone talk so fondly about their work, not that the event of him talking to people happened often. But it was unusual. You sure are a weird one.

"Do you like flowers, Nikolai?"

"Probably not as much as you do." he mutters, putting his tea down. "You go to school?"

"I graduated college recently.." you respond.

He nods in understanding. "Ah, you're young."

"You're young too right? You don't seem that much older than me." you tease, trying to gauge his age.

"I don't know if you'd consider me young, but by definition, I suppose I am," he replies with a hint of amusement.

"You're like the only person around my age I've seen in the complex, you know." you mention, smiling and reaching for your cup of tea. "I'm glad I bumped into you after he told me not to speak to you."

His brows furrow at your words. He seems upset. "Who said that?"

"Our landlord," you clarify. "A few days ago, after an apartment inspection."

"Oh, that old piece of shit." he grumbles.

"He's not that old.." you reply, puzzled by his reaction.

"The way you're saying it makes it sound like you have a crush on him." he jokes before taking another bite of the cake.

"What?! Absolutely not!" you exclaim, scoffing at the thought.

"Yeah, yeah whatever." Nikolai retorts, nodding and shrugging it off before asking you another question to switch the topic. "Any friends around here?"

You freeze but quickly shake your nerves off. "Now you're the one interrogating me with questions." you giggle, albeit nervously, wanting to avoid the question.

He tries to conceal a smile but fails when he hears your laugh, not being able to stop the corners of his mouth from curling upwards. "Yeah, I guess I am. Consider it sort of a payback, now we're even."

"I suppose so." you laugh, finding the banter between the both of you amusing. "Enough about me, I wanna know about you!" you say, eager to steer the conversation in a different direction.

Nikolai's smile fades and he clears his throat. "Oh, I'm not that interesting. You'll probably get bored if I start talking about myself."

"Aw, c'mon! Please?" you implore, displaying your keen interest in learning more about him. "What do you like to do in your free time?"

Your insatiable desire to know more about him. He hates it.

He clenches his jaw and his heart is beating faster in nervousness. "I don't know.." he says, not knowing how to answer your question.

You sense the discomfort hidden in his answer, noticing an undertone of dismay tainting his voice, so you decide it's best to change the subject. "When did you move here?" you ask with a gentler voice.

"I don't know, two years ago, I think. I lost track of time." He eventually mutters, his tone more quieter than before.

"Ooh, and where did you live before then? What did you do for work?" you ask, now interested in his past.

Nikolai stiffens, a hint of unease crossing his features. He can't tell you anything about his previous endeavors.

Although you're eager, he doesn't entertain your curiosity and remains silent, causing you to huff and lean back in your seat in frustration. He's so stubborn. But you can't hold it against him—for you suppose that you too are stubborn sometimes as well.

You look at your plate and notice the last strawberry, the one that sat on top of the cake, left on the plate. You push the plate towards Nikolai. "You can have it."

"Are you kidding? You eat it." He pushes the plate back to you, not understanding why you don't just eat it yourself instead of giving it to him.

You didn't know what you were expecting from him, but deep down, a part of you secretly wished for him to accept your nice gesture. Unwilling to make a big deal out of it, you poke your fork through the berry and take a nibble.

— ✦

After the two of you leave the cafe, the slight breeze provides some coolness from the heat as the sun's rays beat down on your skin.

Nikolai proceeded to walk to his car, but you hesitated, standing in place, reluctant to leave just yet. Your eyes instead lingered in the direction of the flower shop that was nearby.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go." he calls for you, drawing your attention.

You hurry over to him but don't get into the car. "Nikolai, I want to show you something. Please?" you told him, your hands clasped together, one squeezing the other. He was about to enter his car, but the way you spoke to him and the expression on your face made it very difficult to do.

He wished he could get rid of these feelings once and for all. His chest felt constricted. It was all too overwhelming—the way his emotions overbore and defied any rational thinking or reason. It annoyed him to no end. Damn it all to hell.

"No, come on, we're going." he tries his best to maintain his composure and conceal any weakness.

"Nikolai.." you touch his shoulder. "The flower shop is down the road, do you wanna see it? It'll be quick, I promise. I don't have the keys right now, but I could show you the outside."

Your touch is so gentle.

He pulls away, avoiding any further contact with you, and looks at you again with a peeved expression. He sighs deeply and puts a hand over his eyes, his other arm still gripping the car door handle.

Seeing his reaction, you decide maybe it wasn't a good idea to push him any further. Annoyance, or frustration, is what you believe he's experiencing, or maybe a combination of both. You move to the passenger side, not wanting to trouble him any longer, preparing to let him drive you home.

He removes his hand from his eyes when he hears shuffling and notices the sad look on your face as you are about to open the car door. "Fine, fine!" He throws his arms up in defeat.

You look at him in shock and move your hands up to your chest, a smile painting your face as he agrees to go check out the shop.

"Well, get a move on. We don't have all day." He says while putting his keys in his pocket and starts walking. You catch up to him and walk beside him, slightly ahead so that he can follow your direction. However, you do struggle a bit to keep pace as he walks faster since he's so much taller than you, which makes you somewhat nervous. But regardless of his slightly intimidating appearance, you still find him to be kind.

A few minutes later, Nikolai comes to a stop when you do, standing in front of a small building.

"Right here?" he asks.

You nod and move closer to peer through the glass into the dark, empty shop. "The shop isn't open on weekends."

Nikolai admires the shop exterior, finding it surprisingly charming compared to what he had imagined. The outside of the building is a dark green—a color of nature that perfectly suits the shop's offerings. He looks up at the sign that hangs above the entrance.

"Lily of the valley - Flowers and gifts."

He must admit, it does look like a cozy and inviting place to work and spend time in. It quite suits your personality, he thought.

"It's lovely." He says sincerely, more honest than he would've liked for it to come across.

The reason is inexplicable, but his reaction makes you more giddy than you expected it to make you, with his face looking so soft compared to just a few minutes ago. You're happy he likes it. You're so happy.

"What are you planning to do with the degree that you earned?" he suddenly asks. "I'm sure you don't want to stay working here forever."

"I would like to if I could." you say, no trace of uncertainty in your voice. "It doesn't pay much, but, for me it's better than anything else. It makes me happy.." your voice trails off.

He notices the falter in your voice. "You don't seem too happy right now."

"What? Oh.." you look at the ground before looking up again, your head still slightly tilted to the floor. "I just don't like talking about the future, I'm still not completely sure what I want and it makes me nervous. I don't want to get stuck with some job I don't enjoy and throw away my happiness."

Nikolai's brows ease while he attentively listens to you talking about your troubles. He doesn't know what to say to make you feel better or why he even cares at all anyway.

"I think the place I'm in right now is fine, and I shouldn't rush myself into getting a career." you continue. "Even if that day never comes, even if I stay at this place, I'll be content."

Maybe it's the look on your face that is visible to him through the reflection of the glass or the wavering in your typically cheerful voice. Whatever it is, something grips at his chest. His chest feels tight, and his heart is pounding against his chest, desperate in a futile attempt to break free from its cage. It feels like he can't breathe.

You look away from the glass and look back at Nikolai.

"I'm sorry, we can go back now.." you smile, but he sees right through you and can tell you are feigning ease from the lack of crinkles around your eyes.

Nikolai pats the pocket that holds his keys and starts walking in the direction of his car without exchanging another word, you following behind.

But you nearly bump into him shortly when Nikolai suddenly halts in his tracks. Your face would've almost touched his back if you hadn't looked up in time, and you quickly moved beside him to see what had captured his attention.

Your eyes land on a group of pigeons on the ground, and you can't help but smile as you watch them, finding their waddling walks cute. Then, you look back at Nikolai, who seems to be focused on the birds before noticing your gaze towards him, causing him to start moving again towards his car.

You follow him closely now, nearly brushing arms. "Did you want to watch the birds a little longer, Nikolai?" you ask, noticing the shift in his abrupt actions.

"No.." his voice is quiet, barely audible.

He enters his car and settles into the driver's seat, and you get into the passenger's side, carefully fastening your seat belt. Nikolai's car wasn't the nicest, quite the opposite actually with how messy and dirty the inside was, but who were you to judge the vehicle he drove? It wasn't any of your business so you kept your mouth shut—which is good for Nikolai as he's hoping you don't talk anymore for the sake of his sanity. He starts to drive and you grip your purse, succumbing to boredom, you decide to rummage through it for a bit before pulling down the sun visor to look in the little mirror.

"Fucking hell," he curses under his breath when he catches a glimpse of you looking at your reflection through the car mirror. His grip on the steering wheel tightens a little, deterring his eyes away and trying to focus on the road instead of how you're currently tracing your finger along the edges of your lips, cleaning up your lip gloss.

The ride back to the apartment complex was silent, thankfully, Nikolai thought. It was only when he parked that you caused that silence to dissipate.

"Nikolai, thank you for today." You're facing him now with a satisfied expression, a grin creeping up on your face.

One of his hands is still firmly gripping the bottom of the wheel while the other is on the door handle, avoiding looking at you. "You don't need to thank me for anything, and this was your idea anyway," he mutters in response.

"I know.. but you still agreed and took me out, and you even paid for me. So, thank you again." you say with a sweet smile. It had been a while since you casually hung out with someone like this, and you couldn't remember the last time you'd enjoyed someone's company so much, so your short time with Nikolai brought great delight to your day.

Nikolai looks at you, finally. His hand on the wheel relaxes and drops to his lap, and his features soften as his tenseness diminishes.

"You're welcome."

You feel your ears redden at his honest tone and the way he looks at you, a hint of glimmer visible in his eyes. Eventually, you tear your gaze away from him after a few seconds, which too, makes Nikolai snap back into reality. He looks out the car window and coughs, trying to dispel the slight awkwardness that crept in.

"Come on." He quickly gets out of the car and closes the door, not waiting for you to get out before he starts walking. You exit the car after him and close the door, catching up to him.

"Hey, Nikolai, glad to see you finally outside for once!" a voice calls out.

Nikolai clicked his tongue and made no eye contact with the man he despised.

"Ignore him," he mutters as the two of you approach the building.

You see the landlord on the first floor who, what you assume, is doing his regular duties. But you notice his stare fixates on Nikolai, and as you both near the stairs, you feel a hand grasp your wrist which causes you to gasp.

"Finally got a girlfriend?" he asks Nikolai, mockingly.

"Fuck off." Nikolai spews back. He must really loathe that guy for some reason. He lets go of your wrist and moves his hand to your back, gently urging you to move forward after you both pass the guy.

"Stay in front of me." his voice is stern.

You nod, your cheeks still burning from the sudden contact between you two.

"Why are you so mean to him?" you ask, visibly confused about the obvious scorn he regarded for the landlord.

"Because I'm sick of getting treated like shit."

His comment makes you frown as you hear his tone shift into an aggrieved one, the raw resentment in his voice transparent. He'd never been this expressive before, and you couldn't help but worry about him, wondering what might've led to such a stark change in his demeanor.

You and Nikolai make it to the second floor, and you stare as he gets his keys out, unlocking his door before turning to see you looking at him.

"What? Do you think you're coming in? Because you're not."

"N-No, it's not that! I just have to ask you something." you stammer out.

He sighs and closes his eyes while using a shoulder to lean on the doorframe, mentally preparing himself for only God knows what is about to come.

"Nikolai.." your mellifluous voice begins.

God, the way you say his name is too cute. It drips from your lips like honey.

I don’t like what you're doing to me.

"Yeah?" his eyes open to look at you again.

"We're friends, right..?" you timidly ask, awaiting his answer tentatively.

Friends? No. No, No, this was a one-time thing, right? What the hell do you mean friends?

His heart is beating fast like a drum and his hands began trembling. "I— uh.."

Too comfortable. Don't get too comfortable with her. She's already getting too comfortable with you.

"Nikolai, I just want you to know.. if you ever feel sad, you can talk to me. I'll be your friend." you beam. "I'm always next door, only a knock away."

His lips part slightly in thorough disbelief at what he is hearing, unable to accept it. You're concerned for him. You genuinely want to be his friend. Since childhood, he'd always been used to it being the other way around, but for once, someone was so kind enough to ask him instead, which left him quite awestruck, to say the least.

"Except when I'm at work." You try to lighten the mood, and to your relief, he lets out a chuckle.

"You smiled a lot today." you comment shyly. "You know, I think we should hang out like this more often. I wouldn't mind at all." you admit, your eyelashes fluttering as you look down.

"You didn't have to point that out." He feels a heat of embarrassment overcome him, his cheeks dusting with a soft pink color as he awkwardly rubbed the nape of his neck, your observation making him more self-conscious. "Me neither.." he added, the words spilling out of his mouth involuntarily.

Fuck. Why did I say that?

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[silvvermst]

ODD LOOK

SYNOPSIS :: you and Warren have only been dating for three months, yet are you two ready for first base or maybe more than that?

NOTE :: all character are 18 and above

TYPE :: fluff / smut

WARNING :: foreplay, oral, protected

It was no use, Warren couldn’t help or stop himself. He tried, God, he tried so hard to remain a good boyfriend to you. But he was at his limit when he saw you in that blue and white sundress with a length that stops just right on your thighs. Especially, when you both went to that drive-in on your date and his hands were itching to remove it from the stick shift, to settle on your thighs, maybe slide it down closer to your…

“Warren?” You called out, snapping him from his thoughts.

“Yeah?” He asks with a dumbfounded expression, yet his eyes flickered from your thighs to your face, especially your lips with that strawberry lipstick.

“Don’t you like the movie?” You asked with a pensive look.

“Yes! I love it, baby. Sorry if I’m a little distracted.” He says, straightening his back and shifting from his seat to hide his erection.

“Are you sure? We can just go back home and watch another movie or something?” An idea popped into his head, but there was no way you'd let him do those things to you so he decided against it.

“Nope, this is fine. I love this. Just enjoy the movie.” His eyes went back to the movie, as always it was his favorite slasher movie. Although horror and grotesque movies aren't really your genre, you compromise for him. Even if the visual effects of it make you sick, cause how the hell did they make decapitating so real?!

You looked back at him as you felt him take secret glances back at you. Also noticing how he looks so uncomfortable since he's been shifting in his seat from time to time. You felt guilty for forcing him to go on this date with you.

“Hey, are you sure you're okay? Because I don't feel like you've been enjoying this, and it's okay for me if you want to leave.” You say as a frown starts forming from your angelic face and you move closer to him.

“Wait, no, no, it's not that I'm enjoying it. I just,” He took a deep breath, when he saw how the edge of your dress hiked up revealing more of your thighs. “It’s just your dress that's been torturing me ever since I picked you up from your house.”

You can immediately see how the blush spread across his cheeks to the tips of his ears. Looking down and staring at your sundress, “What’s wrong with my dress?” Confusion was evident from the tone of your voice.

“It’s too…” He groans and puts his head against the steering wheel with a thump. “Cute.”

The concern in your eyes faded away and instead, you couldn't help but giggle from his compliments.

“Stop joking around! You're making me miss the movie.”

“I’m sorry, I'm sorry. Here, have some popcorn.” He says, as he places the bucket on your lap, covering your thighs.

“Thanks!” An immediate smile was planted on your face when you smell the barbeque seasoning on it.

The movie ended with the credits rolling down. But throughout the rest of the movie, there was no denying that he kept looking back at you then groaning before shifting on his seat. It was as if a routine he created. Though you decided against it since he'll just deny it.

“Are you ready to go?”

“Wait, I wanna buy some soda.” You replied, was about to get out of his car when he leaned over to you and kept the door closed.

“Hey! I promised that I'll always hold the door open for you. Come on, don't make me break it.” He whines as he opens the door on his side, making his way towards the passenger seat. “M’baby.”

“Gosh, you're so cheesy!” Even though you were teasing him, you can't help but smile as you take his hand to get out of the car.

The moment you two walked towards the stalls at the drive-in, his arm slithered on your waist. As well as a mean look on his face, he can't help but feel jealous when he knows what other people are thinking right now when they laid their eyes on you. Even if he knew they could only look, he still got jealous.

“Baby, something wrong? You've been like this ever since we got here.” You confront him, waiting for the vendor to get your drinks.

“I told you, hon. It's nothing, just some guys who don't know when to stop staring. I swear I'll poke those eyes with a broken glass beaker.” Again, with that giggle of yours was enough to melt his worries away. He couldn't help but nuzzle his nose to your cheeks as he pulled you closer.

The vendor gave both of your drinks, after you handed the payment and started to walk away. The cherry cola stains your tongue red as opposed to his Red Bull. You hopped on the passenger seat and the drive-in became less and less crowded.

The both of you decided to end the date by driving you home.

On the way, he still acts strange around you. “Baby, I know there's something bothering you. Just spill it!”

He sighed in defeat before going pulling up by the side of the road. “Alright, it's just that I, there's times where I couldn't help but think about you.”

“It’s okay, I mean, I think about you so often. Whether you're busy or have eaten yet, you're always running in my mind.”

“That’s not what, I.” He paused. “I think about doing things to you, and with you.” He confessed his head hung low, the feelings he felt earlier during the movie came back as he imagined you in his room, more likely in his bed and naked.

The blush on his ear was the reason you connected two and two together. “You mean, making out?”

He’ll take it, he'll fucking that.

“Yeah, but I don't want to rush you. I, I get that we're dating for only a few months. And I don't want to do anything you don't like.” He says, 

“You dork! I've been dying to do that with you! I thought you were too nervous for it so I didn't want to push you.” You exclaimed, and he was silent. Then, the both of you sit there in a comfortable silence filled with tension.

Should I make the first move? Fuck it.

And so, the tension that filled the car finally overflowed. You didn't even know who was the one that made the first move, because it happened in just a matter of seconds before his desire got the better of him and deepened the kiss. Biting your bottom lip lightly, while his hand was on your waist and his thumb making circles into your skin.

It felt like forever, but it was just minutes and you were running out of breath that you had to pat him on the thighs to stop. When you pulled away, his face was all flushed up and does he got eyes that were begging for more.

“More…” You quietly said, although it already sounded like a moan.

“Let’s go in the backseat.” He says, hurrying to skip over to you and opening the door, before going in the backseat.

The moment the both of you were inside, he was all over you. His hands, although trembling, he still wraps it on your waist. He couldn’t care less about how his windows weren’t tinted, he’d proudly show off how gorgeous you are.

“Warren…” You whispered, if you guys were standing your knees would have already turned into jelly by how much you were hypnotized from his kiss. 

He didn’t hear you say his name as he was too busy kissing and nipping your collarbones, making sure to leave love bites that’ll surely be visible the next day. Your hands were on his head, feeling the soft curls lightly gripping the strands of hair when the pleasure got too intense.

“Someone might see us…” 

“Do you want to stop?” He paused, his hot breath fanning against your soft skin was enough to drive you to ruins.

“No. Just not here.” Your eyes found him and you only realized you were not the only one who’s losing their composure. His features were so fucking hot, from his hairs that was disheveled to his lips that were stained from your red lipstick, now his lips tastes like strawberries. You couldn’t help but open the idea. “My parents aren’t home, I’m alone tonight.”

Warren’s eyes widened since he didn’t expect that you’d be the one who would bring that up, he licked his chapped lips before nodding. “Let’s go?”

As always, he opened the door for you and immediately drove down the blocks. His hand that was always on that shift stick was now teasing your thigh; gripping and stroking your tender thigh. 

The supposedly ride home from the drive-in to your home usually takes ten minutes, but somehow he made it less than 5 minutes. He was careful of course, but he made sure you were fine with it. Warren parked right at the front of your house, while the neighbors’ houses had their lights off. The two of you didn’t have to sneak at the backdoor. 

Once you were inside of the house with the lights off, he grabbed you by the waist and wasted no time kissing you. You couldn’t even catch up to him as he was too busy taking the lead and hungry he was for it. He knew how to get to your bedroom like the back of his hand since he already visited you once, but that one time was when he memorized every part of your house. He made a mental note of it. So, he leads you to your own bedroom since you were already too entranced from him.

Warren opens your door before closing it behind him. “Should we stop? I’m on my last bit of self-control, love.”

And he wasn’t kidding, he was ready to devour you if you allowed him. It all goes down if you let him.

“Please, don’t. Warren, please, don’t stop.” You whimpered, you were sure you would have already collapsed on the ground if he wasn’t holding you up.

He was unsure of it first, but when he looked into your eyes it changed to something darker. He took off his shirt and you were about to remove your dress but he stopped you. “No, you keep that on. I want to see you in it.” He smiled, but it was enough to send shivers down your spine. The gloss in his lips that was from yours were shining from the moon’s light.

“May I?” He asks politely as if he was wishing for a candy, but his hands were at your waist almost touching your butt. You only nodded as he took another kiss from your lips, and traced his lips to your ears. While his hands moved to flip your dress, remove your lingerie, and set you to your bed.

Your back hit the soft mattress, while his hands unfasten his belt and jeans but he stopped. “Wait, I don’t have any condoms! Fuck!” He cursed out loud.

“My nightstand, second drawer, under a green notebook.” You say, waiting impatiently. 

“You really prepared for this, huh?” He teases, before walking to the side of your bed.

You tried to wait patiently, but you couldn’t help but travel one of your hands to your own crotch. Relishing from the feeling of it that you have closed your eyes, only to be stopped when his hand was wrapped around your wrist.

“At least wait for me.” He pouted, but it only made you giggle. “Let me do it for you.”

He kneels in front of you before crouching down. “No, Warren, you don’t have to do that!” You whined when he softly blew his breath on it, your hands were pushing his head away but he already has a firm hold on your thighs to keep it spread open.

“Please, I want to. I’ll make you feel good, I promise.” Then, he gently goes down on you as your legs convulse from the sudden pleasure that shoots out from every part of your body that you didn’t notice you were moaning out loud while his tongue swirling around your core and teasing your folds.

Even though, your hands roughly yanks his hair it only motivated him to make you feel so fucking good. His hands have to be firmly pressed against your thighs to keep it from closing on him. Then for a moment, you couldn’t help but arch your back and your whole body tensed, you didn't even realise you have already reached your climax because he didn’t stop for one moment, he made sure that every drop wasn’t wasted.

“Fuck! Warren, wait, please.” You were thrashing around and could feel your eyes tear up and roll at the back of your head, as you feel his dark eyes on you following your every movement and memorizing what makes you moan his name louder. 

As you were about to reach another orgasm, he stopped for a moment. Before pulling off his pants and you saw how he put the condom around his own length. “You look so fucking pretty with that on.” 

He joins you in the bed, crawling on top of you, softly placing kisses on your earlobe. “Just take deep breaths, love. I promise, I’ll go gentle.” You nodded, preparing for it. He waited for you before inserting his self. Then, it took you breath away that your nails dug on his back.

Your whimpers were enough to almost send him to the edge, and stopped himself from pushing in further. He waited for you to adjust, keeping himself steady on top of you while placing kisses on your foreheads. “You’re doing good, it’s okay, my love.”

When you are well adjusted and give him a signal, he moves slowly. But after a couple of tries, both of you were comfortable with it because he moved faster that it made the bed creak. While his other hand was next to your head, his grip was harder on your headboard as it was the only thing that’ll help him from absolutely going insane, how gorgeous and good you feel around him. Your sundress, that fucking dress with thin straps, the ribbons and laces was really all it took for him to completely lose his every bit of self-control.

Warren couldn’t even remember when you and him stopped since it took him a couple of rounds before finally collapsing next to you after he cleaned you up and brought a glass of water. It was a frenzy blur for him, for a second, he thought he’d gone crazy. But he does know how it felt to lie beside you, your warmth spreading around him and the stinging marks left on his back.

“Warren!” You shook him awake, trying your voice to be low. “Wake up!” He slowly flutters his eyes, but you shocked him again.

“Hmm? What is it?” He asks, his groggy voice in the morning sounds so hot but you shouldn’t focus on that right now!

“My parents are home! Honey, my dad will kill you! And your car is still in front of the house!” You whispered yell, getting off the bed and walking to your closet. At first, he wasn’t processing what you were saying, mainly because he was distracted from your goddess body, until you called him once again. “Warren, I swear to God! You have to go!”

You could hear your parents talking and heading closer, and closer to your room. Fortunately, Warren was quick on his feet and began to pick up his clothes from the floor and dress himself. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Strings of silent curses followed.

Then, a knock from your door interrupted both of you. “Honey, why is Warren’s car in front of our house?” Your mom asked from the other side of the door.

“Hide.” You whispered to Warren, practically pushing him to the window. “Uh, his car broke down after he brought me home from our date last night, so he had to, uhm, walk home. But he’ll be back to pick it up later.”

“Alright, tell him to stay so I can prepare him a meal, okay?”

“Noted!” Then you could hear her retreat from your room.

“Your mom sure does love me, huh?” He says smugly, crouching down to your window while standing on the roof tiles of your house.

“Oh, shut up. Be careful on your way down, okay? And! Don’t let my father see you sneak out of my room.” You warned him.

“Don’t worry, I will.”

“For luck.” You said before placing your hands on the sides of his cheeks and kissed him softly on his lips. You can see the blush on the tip of his ears once again.

“I’ll see you later, then?” 

“Yep, but make sure you remove that lipstick smudged on the side of your lips.” You winked before closing the window and shutters behind you. Yet there was no way he’ll remove it, hell if it fades away, he’ll just ask for more because he knows you couldn’t say no.

[blackenchanting]

Welcome to Ravens Borough episode 16

Somewhere in the unheard of town of Ravens Borough …

The contents of this story are nsfw therefore not for children

In the detective's apartment Rob was lying in bed while Eva was completely naked with a towel on her head and looking through a dresser drawer with nothing but various thigh high socks in various colors and patterns.

"Hmm…" Eva said, grabbing a pair of black thigh highs with a rainbow pattern around the top and matching toes and heels.

"Haven't worn these yet." Eva said sitting on the bed and putting the thigh highs on, resulting in her thighs having a significant squish.

"Perfect." Eva said, taking the towel off her head.

"Huh…" Rob said, stirring awake.

"Good morning sleepy head." Eva said, making sure Rob had a full view of everything.

"Mmm, that's a good view to wake up to." Rob said pulling Eva into a kiss.

"Gah! Morning breath!" Eva said as Rob squeezed her thigh.

"So soft… and pillowy…" Rob said, moving to put his head in Eva's lap.

"Really? Using me as a pillow?" Eva asked blushingly profusely.

"You're soft, I can't resist. Plus you're wearing one of the pairs of thigh highs I've bought you." Rob said as Eva stroked his hair.

"You're lucky you're cute." Eva said.

"I love you too." Rob said as Eva kissed him.

"So, I was thinking maybe we could do something special. Our anniversary is coming up." Eva said as Rob sat up with his hard cock clearly visible.

"Oh? Do tell." Rob said as Eva moved onto his lap and pushed him into his back.

"I'll tell you when you cum all over my thighs." Eva said as she laid on top of Rob, putting his cock between her thick, pillowy thighs and pressing it against her fat puffy pussy before moving her hips up and down Rob's shaft.

"Ah! So… soft…" Rob started moaning as Eva interlocked fingers with him and pinned his hands to the bed.

"I know. Less talking. You're gonna cum for me." Eva said in a dominant tone as her movements picked up a quick rhythm.

Soon enough Rob was only able to moan in unison with Eva who knew exactly how much pressure to apply to her lover.

"Good boy." Eva whispered into Rob's ear as the back of her thigh highs and her butt were quickly covered in cum.

"Hah… that felt so good…" Rob said in between breaths as Eva squirted hard.

"Yeah, it was amazing… love taking control of you." Eva said.

"So… that idea… you were talking about." Rob said.

"A date… it's been so long since we've been on an actual date." Eva said.

"Sounds perfect." Rob said as Eva nuzzled his chest.

"Good. Because I love you. With all my heart." Eva said.

"Did you just say what I think you did?* Rob said.

"Yes I did. I love you Rob, and I hope… I hope we get married one day." Eva said.

"I love you too Eva. And I promise you the second I'm ready… I'll propose." Rob said as Eva kissed him.

"So, the date. A night on the town. You and me." Eva said.

"Sounds like a plan." Rob said.

"Good. I'm finally gonna get a chance to wear a dress." Eva said.

"I-i just realized I've never seen you in a dress." Rob said blushing.

"Exactly, I don't wear a dress for just anyone." Eva said.

"You're treating me better than I deserve." Rob said.

"Nah, you deserve this." Eva said, kissing Rob again.

"And this." Eva said, biting Rob's neck hard enough to leave a mark.

"Ow, what was that for?" Rob asked.

"Just want to make sure people know you're mi-Ow!" Eva said as Rob bit her neck just as hard.

"Now we're both marked." Rob said

"Fair enough." Eva said, smacking Rob's shoulder as she got up and took off her thigh highs and put them in the laundry hamper.

"Now I have to shower again." Eva said with a smirk as she sauntered to the bathroom.

"And I have to shower." Rob said getting up and following her to the bathroom.

Later that night Eva adjusted her dress, it was a short tailored cherry red open back sundress with a black floral pattern.

"Perfect." Eva said looking in the mirror as Rob came up next to her as he put on a red t-shirt.

"Your freckles are so cute." To. Said admiring the freckles all over Eva's back, along her arms and down her legs.

"You always say that." Eva said, grabbing a pair of black full fashioned pantyhose with red seams from her dresser drawer.

"Doesn't make it any less true." Rob said as Eva put on the pantyhose.

"It's definitely a bit weird considering you're an albino but it just makes you more unique." Rob added as Eva grabbed a pair of black knee high socks with red lines around the top with red heels and toes.

"Yeah, it is weird isn't it." Eva said as she put on the socks while Rob grabbed his boots.

"That dress looks so good on you." Rob said as Eva grabbed her boots.

"Heh, we both know you're thinking about taking it off me later." Eva teased as the couple put their boots on together.

"Actually I'm wondering if those pantyhose are crotchless or not." Rob said.

"You'll have to wait and see." Eva said with a smirk.

"Oh you tease." Rob said as the couple went to the Impala.

"So where to first, my love?" Rob asked as Eva started the Impala.

"Arcade. Gotta see if I can beat my high score." Eva said as the Impala took off.

A bit later the couple ended up at the local arcade and went inside with about forty dollars in quarters.

"Now let's see." Eva said going to her usual machine to see her high score had been beaten by a RBY.

"Oh you've gotta be kidding me." Eva said.

"Welp, I know what you're doing for the next half hour." Rob said as Eva immediately put a quarter into the machine.

"I'm either getting a kill screen or maxing out that score." Eva said, determined as she pressed start.

"That's my girl. I'm gonna go see if one of mine is still there." Rob said going to another machine nearby.

A little bit later Rob stepped away from his driving game machine with a screen that said Rob followed by nine nines.

"Haha! I got it." Eva said as the game she was playing was showing the same score as Rob's.

"Ha, there ya go." Rob said as Eva kissed him.

"Now let's go see a movie." Eva said.

"Ha, fair choice." Rob said as the pair left.

A bit later the Impala's engine rumbled as it pulled into a mall parking lot.

"Now let's go see what we got. Maybe after we can see what shops are still open." Eva said as the pair got out of the car and went into the mall and straight to the movie theater, a bit later the couple were seated in the theater as the movie started playing.

….

A young blue haired woman rode a horse through a beautiful and bright forest of silver trees with golden particles floating off of them. As she weaved through any obstacles In front of her as she broke through a clearing to a large ravine.

where a castle stood on the behind it as she rode past a sign that said falcon claw she rode across the bridge as the gate started slowly closing. she stood up on her horse as a million arrows rained down upon her lighting up the night sky with their red tips. She wasted no time leaping off the horse as it was killed behind her as she slid across the railing of the bridge pulling a long katana from her belt

"VACANT LIGHT!!" she yelled as the balde glowed as she leaped into the air

"HOWLING AVALANCHE!" she yelled as she spun summoning a wolf made of ice that flew around breathing ice as she slid across the ground pulling out a bow as she pulled back the string and shooting an arrow into the gate jamming it and keeping it from closing. She leaped into the air

"VERTICAL SQUARE!" she yelled as she cut a square in the air as it turned into a magic portal and launched her through at light speed. She gave the blade a swing as it sliced through guards on the bridge

"HAMMER TIME!" one yelled slamming their hammer down as it shook the bridge throwing her off balance as she grabbed the hammer spun it around and shoved her katana through their head killing them. And tactical rolling towards another gaurd who readied their shield

"ICED LIGHTNING!" She yelled again sending lightning bolts of ice crashing on the bridge as she created another magic portal and launched herself doing a tactical roll into a slide at supersonic speeds slicing through hundreds of guards as she made it under the gate as the arrow snapped causing the gate to slam down. She ran through the middle of town as she leaped onto the roof of a house and jumped from roof to roof as she had the castle set in her sights pulling the bow out again and shooting the arrows into a staircase as she ran up the side of the castle and swinging up onto the balcony and kicking the guard on it off as he fell to his death as she dashes across the purple carpet on the floor of the castle. Charging towards the guard on heavy armor holding a glaive as she held ashe straight In front of her

"VERTICAL SQUARE!" She yelled, summoning yet another magic portal as she launched through it, slicing the guy in half. As a mechanical golem came to life and grabbed her before throwing her through a bookshelf through a wall and into an office. As she came back to her feet a bit dazed as she looked at the mechanical golem which roared as it charged at her

"RAAAAH!" She fake roared back and charged at it as well. She locked her katana with the arm of the golem as it swung at her causing her to tactical roll out of its way while it punched through another wall. It spun around as its chest opened and looked to charge up as her eyes widened as it blasted her through wall after wall after wall till she smashed into the brick wall of the castle.

"Ow frick" she said standing up as the golems fist missed her by an inch and smashed through the castle wall as she climbed up on its back "this looks important" she said tearing the wires out of the golem as it reached up and grabbed her throwing her through the door as it collapsed she rolled into a room with a staff. As she got back up and walked up to it and went to grab it

"Hands off my staff." The king said appearing out of nowhere

"your staff aww how adorable" she said "Someone's gotta safeguard it. Might as well be the absolute most chaotic person." he said

"right leave you to safeguard the only thing in any universe that can.. never mind" the woman replied

"Well it was left here, guarded by my ancestors' creations which seemed to have worked but that's probably because he knew he wouldn't be able to do it personally." Thinking said replied

"right Maxwell i believe was your name you have no idea who your messing with here" she said "What exactly do you want the staff for?" he asked

"oh there are reasons" she said "you know how it is"

"Fair enough." he said as the golem came crashing into the room behind Maxwell

"well that's my que" she said grabbing the staff "Oi get back here you thief." Maxwell said as a magical hand went to grab the woman as the golem pushed passed him. she slid out on the balcony

"Well shit." Maxwell said going after her she jumped across the balcony as she came to a dead end high above the revine

"Did you forget i made sure the only safe way in and out was the front door?" He said

"dang that's smart guess there's only one option huh?"

"if you aren't suicidal." Maxwell said

"pretty much" She climbed up on the balcony and jumped off "That's not exactly what I meant. But what I was expecting."

"VERTICAL SQUARE!" she yelled as she opened a magic portal and disappeared.

…

A bit later the couple left the theater and we're walking around the mall when they found a sec shop that opened late.

"Well that was a very interesting way to adapt a history book." Eva said.

"Yeah it was still pretty good." Rob said.

"You can tell they had to fill in a bunch of blanks though." Eva said as the couple entered the sex shop.

"True. Now let's see what we can find here." Rob said as Eva immediately went off on her own.

"Heh, fair enough." Rob said, ending up with about twenty feet of red bondage rope. While Eva got a purple six inch strap on.

"Well then. I see we both had ideas." Eva said with a grin.

"And I'm interested to see how we incorporate both." Rob said as the couple paid for their items and left the mall and drove to a bar called the Paranormal Occult.

It was a shanty bar constructed from wood with a rather fancy look to it.

"That's quite a name." Eva said as she parked the car.

"Very fitting around here." Rob said as the couple got out of the car. And began walking towards it. Rob saw something which made him back up a few turning to the plate barely illuminated that said Mad1son on the back

"Ho-lee shit." Rob said upon realizing the car the plate was attached to.

"What?" Eva asked as Rob's eyes were now green.

"Chris is here. Or his wife. Or both." Rob said as he and Eva entered the bar. Unexpectedly for a bar about demons and hell… smooth jazz was the choice of music for this bar. A major contrast to the hearts of steel which played metal and modern songs.

"Now that's more chill, I like it." Eva said

"Certainly a lot less intense than Ameila's place." Rob said as his eyes returned to normal.

"Welcome to the paranormal occult. My name's Rachel's how many tonight" she asked her personality seemingly that of bitchy worker however wasn't showing it

"Just two. Unless you meant drinks." Rob said.

"Booth or table?" Rachel asked d

"Booth." Eva said.

"Right this way please" Rachel said, leading them through the bar as they saw advertisements of meals, songs and drinks including the Demon steak sub. Until they reached their booth

"Very lovely place." Rob said.

"Alright if you take your seats one of our lovely waiters will be with you shortly" Rachel said leaving as Rob and Eva sat down across from each other.

"I like this place." Eva said.

"Very chill atmosphere, yeah." Rob said.

"Wonder what the drinks are like." Eva said, quietly taking her boots off.

"We'll have to wait and see. I didn't really get a good look at the drinks list." Rob said.

"Well I hope they have something less potent than what Ameila serves." Eva said.

"I mean I'm not the one driving, so." Rob said.

"Well I am so I'm not going overboard but if you do, I will use that strap on tonight." Eva said with a smirk.

"Oh that's gonna be interesting. Alright, let's do that even if I don't go overboard." Rob said.

"R-really? I wasn't expecting you to actually be okay with that." Eva said, a bit flustered.

"Sure, it could be fun. Besides, you'd be the first person in my ass." Rob said as Eva's face became crimson.

"I-i s-see." Eva said with hearts in her eyes.

"Haven't seen you that shade of red like, ever." Rob said as Eva just made a gleeful noise

"Thank you for choosing a more personal experience at the paranormal occult. Athena's home for romance and horny rituals." A male voice said placing two menus on the table.

"Thank you." Rob said as Eva quickly grabbed a menu and buried her face in it while she regained her composure.

"Let's see." Rob said, grabbing a menu and looking over it.

"Chicken tenders and mozzarella sticks." Rob said.

"D-demon steak sub and mozzarella sticks." Eva said much less flustered as she sat up properly.

"And how would you like your meat?" The waiter asked

"Medium rare." Eva said.

"And what will your drinks be tonight" they asked

"Demonbrand whiskey." Rob and Eva said in unison.

"Alright and that'll be twenty minutes feel free to check the place out" the waiter said walking off With their order

"I am a bit curious." Rob said looking around the bar.

There were a few things to see. A sign hanging behind them that said Cylis and her amazing Project Roseda Online a room in the distance which they could see a pool table barely visible a sign above the door that said ravens claw oregon the greatest little town in the USA

"Ooh that's interesting." Eva said.

"What in the hell is Project Roseda Online." Rob asked.

"Probably something similar to Sword Art Online, but dungeons and dragons." Eva said.

"I fucking heard that!" A random voice called out

"How?" Rob said.

"Who even was that?" Eva asked.

"No idea. Let's go check out the pool table." Rob said as Eva quietly put her boots back on.

"Alright." Eva said as the couple got up and walked over to the pool table.

"and so that's why the old car shop I used to run is closed" Chris said twirling his pool stick which was Blackish purple with a wolf head on the bottom that appeared to have glowing Purple eyes

"Yeah.. I know.. I was there" a short female with pink hair tied up in pigtails said trying to make her shot

"Sup nerd." Rob said as he and Eva walked over.

"You're the gamer" Chris said making a shot as it bounced off the side and kicked every ball into the hole in one go

"This game ain't even fair anymore" she said

"And you build robots." Rob said.

"That's because he actually lost there. The eight ball went in before a few others." Eva said.

"No… it didn't" she said setting the balls back up she twirled her pool stick which was red with a long Golden top with ruby's and emerald down it

"Eh, fair enough." Eva said.

"Alright what's with the fancy pool cues." Rob asked.

"Limited edition one of a kinds" Amy said

"Man, now I want one even if I don't play pool enough to justify it." Eva said.

"They were made by a French artist and were about three hundred a piece" the female said

"Anyway how've you guys been?" Rob asked.

"Living with this asshole… meh." the female said.

"I like it when you call me an asshole" Chris said.

"I honestly forgot if you've met Eva, Amy." Rob said.

"Hmmm..? Oh nice to meet you Hun" Amy said shaking her hand

"Nice to meet you too." Eva said.

"You're looking kinda red today, everything alright?" Amy asked

"Fine. Fine. I'm just still blushing because of something he did a couple minutes ago." Eva said.

"Or more promised to do." Rob said.

"Yeah, that." Eva said.

"God you're adorable when you're blushing." Rob said, noticing it.

"Oh stahp." Eva said, lightly smacking Rob's arm.

"And pass up the opportunity to compliment my wonderful girlfriend? Never." Rob said.

"You gotta hit harder to get the point across like this" Amy said punching Chris in the arm screwing up his shot

"Ow" Chris replied rubbing his arm

"Oh don't worry he's getting what he's getting later." Eva said.

"Fair enough" Amy said going for her shot as Chris smacked her pool stick screwing her shot up

"And no you're not allowed to know what we have planned." Eva said.

"I could probably figure it out if I used enough brain cells" Chris said

"Probably. But we ain't telling you. Anyway, what've you guys been up to, it's been a while since we've talked." Rob said.

"Not much" Chris said

"Still kinda hungry" Amy said

"Hmmmm" Chris said pulling out his phone and typing on it

"I don't get it.." Chris said

"Get what?" Amy replied while turning

"Why does your profile show up every time I type best place to eat out" Chris asked

"Guess taste is subjective." Rob said.

"Oh god." Eva said.

"We should probably get back to our table if you guys are about to leave." Rob said.

"Ooo am I driving?" Amy asked

"no" Chris replied

"Heh, cute. I let Eva do the driving most days." Rob said.

"Which surprises me still given how much love went into your car." Eva said as Rob gave her a kiss.

"Too much.. too much.. love went into that car" Chris said taking his shot

"Yeah, I know. And it's been our primary car." Rob said.

"Yada yada warned you yada yada your fault" Chris said

"I'm very well aware it's my fault. That's just what happens." Rob said as he put his arm around Eva.

"It was nice meeting you Amy, love the hair." Eva said.

Amy took her fingers through her hair in response

"It still looks nice, yeah." Rob said.

"She's my strawberry" Chris said as she straightened out the red jacket she was wearing and took her shot

"Nice one." Rob said.

"We really should get back to our table." Eva said.

"Yeah, we should, it's been good seeing you guys again." Rob said.

"So major billionaire company Okami kinetic solutions becomes a run down steakhouse that lies about being newly opened hmmm" Chris said taking his shot

"Yeah whoever's in charge of the optics at that place probably ain't doing a great job." Rob said.

"Oh I know who's in charge but yeah nice seeing you" Chris said.

"Well that's interesting, we'll have to talk about that later but we're not legally allowed to investigate anything related to that place anymore." Rob said.

A little while later Rob and Eva were back home on their bed.

"Last chance to back out." Eva said, no longer wearing her dress or boots while stroking a six inch purple strap-on that squeezed her ass.

"I'm not backing out love, you get to take me and dominate me in a whole new way." Rob said as Eva pressed the lubed up strap-on against his asshole.

"Alright then. Here goes." Eva said with a warm smile as she thrusted her hips, sending the dildo all the way into Rob's virgin ass.

"Fuck okay that… mmf." Rob said as Eva just let him adjust before she started moving back and forth slowly resulting in Rob moaning as the dildo hit his g-spot over and over while Eva gradually picked up speed and intensity.

"F-fuck. This feels way better than ah!" Rob said in between moans as Eva just kept thrusting faster and harder, enjoying this side of her boyfriend.

"Good. You're truly mine then huh?" Eva teased as Rob was now essentially a puddle of a man as Eva stroked his hard cock, matching the speed with her thrusts.

"Fuck… I love you…" Rob said as his cock twitched in her hand.

"Hmm… beg to cum." Eva said.

"Please my love, I need to cum. All over us." Rob begged as Eva had considerably sped up both her thrusting and stroking, causing Rob to squirm in pleasure.

"Hmm… good enough." Eva said as she practically took the dildo out before thrusting it as deep as it could go causing cum to erupt from Rob's cock like a volcano landing on both his and Eva's chest and stomachs.

"Fuck. That's a lot… I think we might have to do this again. Seems like you love being dominated by someone half your size." Eva said, pulling out and taking the strap-on off.

"Only with you my love." Rob said as Eva cleaned the dildo off and put it away before cleaning herself off and licking the cum off of Rob.

"Good. No matter what happens, no matter how things are, I'll always be with you." Eva said, kissing Rob as he wrapped his arms around her.

"I'm glad, I couldn't do this without you." Rob said, pulling a blanket over them.

"I know you couldn't. Which is why I'm here to keep your dumbass from getting hurt." Eva said as she snuggled into Rob's chest before the couple drifted off to sleep.