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dustpages Ā· 3 days ago
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I opened the front door of my flat with a loud bang. I was pissed, the shooting was called off last minute and I had travelled for two hours to reach the location.
" Hi, Mum." my little boy greeted me from his bedroom.Ā 
It was the middle of the summer and the only thing he had been doing so far was reading and playing video games, I was aware he didn't like to socialize with his peers. I was his only parent, his father left us when he was just born.
" Honey I'll be to you in a second.ā€ I yelled across the house walking to the kitchen to get myself something to drink. I was thirsty and sweaty, even though I had dyed my hair blonde and I was wearing just a top and skirt the heat was unbearable.Ā 
I took some cold water from the fridge and drank it at once. Ā 
I put the glass back in its place and headed to my sonā€™s room, knocking softly before entering. He looked up from the screen and smiled. "How have you been?" I asked him sitting beside him.
He shrugged. "Alright, just read some manga."
"You need to go out more." I opined, trying not to sound too harsh but concerned about him being stuck at home all day long without seeing anyone else.Ā 
He swiftly dodged my gaze and sighed deeply. " Whatever. Why are you home so early today?" he questioned.Ā 
I sat on his bed. " My last schedule was cancelled last minute." I explained without giving him too much information.
He was just 12 years old and being told I was one of the most successful, requested and appreciated JAV actresses in Japan wasn't something I would share with him. He knew me as Mina, the kind and loving mother who always cooked delicious dinner for him. Not the one that was an adult film actress.Ā 
"Oh, what happened then?" he asked innocently.Ā 
I tried to explain my situation without making any reference to the industry I worked for. " The director told me they wanted to postpone it. So I came home."Ā 
He nodded. " I see."
I glanced at him, looking him in the eyes. " Hey, do you want to eat something? I'm hungry, letā€™s prepare something together." I suggested with a smile. He agreed.
We went to the kitchen hand in hand, he was still short and thin for his age. But his blue eyes made up for it. We both loved cooking and baking, especially him since he enjoyed eating sweets, I did my best to make sure he had a balanced diet.
While we were cooking some of the tomato sauce for the spaghetti landed on my clothes, staining both top and skirt.Ā 
" Dammit." he cussed. He has stirred the sauce with too much energy causing the little mess on my outfit.
" Do not worry, honey." I reassured him and got off my skirt and top right there in the kitchen. His eyes widened in surprise.
"What are you doing, mum?!" he said, sounding embarrassed.
I giggled and caressed his cheek. " Donā€™t be silly, this is nothing. Youā€™ve seen my butt many times before." I teased him, bending over to clean the stains from the floor.Ā 
My ass was on full display for him and I could feel him staring at my cheeks, so plump and round, my pussy lips covered with just my small panties. It was nothing new for him to see me almost completely nude since I rarely wore anything around the house but his reaction was strange, he looked flushed and nervous.Ā 
ā€œ Mum... Are you going to take your underwear off as well?" he stuttered.Ā 
I turned around to look at him. " What?! No! Of course not." I laughed nervously. " Unless you asked for it."
He became red as the tomato sauce. " I don't know what you are talking about." he ran out of the kitchen and into the living room.
I sighed and turned off the stove. Slowly I made my way to him, who was sat the sofa fidgeting with his hands on in lap.
" What's wrong baby?" I asked him sitting next to him.
He didn't say anything for a good minute, busy in deep thought. " I do have a problem in my underwear," he affirmed not sparing a glance to me.
"Ā  How come?" I inquired.
" They're wet." he whispered so low I barely heard it. " And it doesn't stop leaking." he continued.Ā 
His words sent shivers down my spine, I couldn't believe it.Ā 
" Let me see." I gently pulled him to stand and unbuttoned his trousers. His briefs were soaked through with precum.Ā 
" This is normal honey. All boys your age leak precum now and then. Especially when they see a hot girl." I told him trying to reassure him. He blushed again.
"It never occurred before." he panicked.
"Well, maybe you liked what you saw earlier." I mused.
Ā " Maybe you liked your mumā€™s body." I added teasingly.Ā 
" Thatā€™s ok honey, itā€™s normal to think your mother is sexy." I encouraged him.
He seemed to relax a bit. " But itā€™s not appropriate." he complained.
I stood up and cupped his face. " Nothing is wrong, honey. Youā€™re my son, but also a boy." I comforted him, feeling somehow attracted to him.
" Now, if you excuse me I'm going to change. You can stay here or join me." I winked at him. His eyes fixed on mine for a few seconds before nodding in agreement.Ā 
As soon as we were inside my bedroom I closed the door and locked it. Then I stripped from my bra and panties. My son looked at me wide-eyed, taking in my naked form.
" Come here." I said walking to him. I felt him tremble as our bodies touched. My hands caressed his back, slowly descending to squeeze his bum.Ā 
"Do you like it?" I asked him. He nodded shyly.
I kissed his neck softly, moving my hands to grab his cock through his trousers. He gasped as I stroked him over his pants. " Take it out for me." I commanded him.Ā 
He obeyed me pulling out his dick. It was bigger than expected for a boy of his age, yet far from the ones I had to deal with at work. I gave him a few strokes while kissing his neck and biting his earlobes. He moaned in pleasure.Ā 
" Mum, my member doesn't get soft." he affirmed worriedly in between moans.Ā 
"Ā  Itā€™s ok honey. I'll make it soft." I assured him. I knelt in front of him, licking the tip of his penis. His legs wobbled.
" Mum..." he moaned my name. I took him fully in my mouth sucking and bobbing my head, tasting him for the first time.
I worked shipped his dick for less than 2 minutes and he shuddered in front of me. "I- I'm feeling a warm sensation spreading all over my body." he stated worried. " What is happening?"
I chucked releasing his dick from my mount and enveloping it into my hand. " You are cumming." I explained stroking faster.
" Am I supposed to feel something like this!?" he shouted losing control over himself.
I kept stroking until he exploded all over my breasts, covering them with his load. He fell on the bed exhausted, breathing heavily.Ā 
I wiped my chest clean using some tissues and lay next to him. " See, itā€™s ok baby. There is nothing to be ashamed of." I told him smiling. He nodded still catching his breath.
" Mum can you explain to me what just happened?" he questioned me shyly.
" You see,Ā  honey, you reached orgasm. Your member released semen and it felt good." I explained to him.
His eyes widen in shock. " Does it happen to women as well?"Ā 
I laughed at his ingenuity. " It does, you made meĀ  so horny that I want to have sex right now." I confessed.
He blushed but said nothing. Instead, he stared at my breasts. I could tell he wanted me to.Ā 
" You want to fuck me, don't you?" I asked bluntly, biting my lower lip.
He looked at me puzzled. " What does it even mean?"Ā 
I chuckled. " Let me show you instead."
I climbed on top of him and started grinding against his thighs. He hardened instantly.Ā 
I knew I should have gone easy on him. It was his first time and me being used to dealing with men more experienced and older than him was a risk for him, if I did go to ride him the same way I usually did with other cocks he would break in half. But I couldnā€™t help it, I craved him so much.Ā 
I was horny to stop and he looked so cute under me, so innocent. I needed to fuck him, I needed him to fill me and stretch my insides.
I rubbed my slit against his hardness, feeling the head of his dick poking me.Ā 
" What are you doing?" he whimpered.
" I'm riding your dick baby." I moaned. I aligned myself perfectly with his member and impaled myself on it. He let out a sharp intake of air as he felt himself inside of me.Ā 
The feeling was satisfying, he wasn't big enough to give me any issue stretching my pussy. I started to move my hips up and down, feeling his cock hitting my cervix each time I lowered myself onto him. I was moaning loudly and panting hard.
He was enjoying it as well, he held my waist firmly with his hand. I leaned forward and kissed him, feeling his tongue dancing with mine. Our teeth clicked together as I bounced on him harder and harder.
As I was expecting his member throbbed inside of me after a few minutes. I had to play smart not to make him feel bad about his performance, even though I was enjoying it thoroughly.Ā 
" Baby, I can't take it anymore." I lied. " Please cum." Ā 
His eyes lit up. " Really?"
I nodded and kept bouncing on him, not letting him stop thrusting into me. " Yes, cum inside of me." I begged.
He gasped at my words and buried his face into my neck as he unloaded himself deep into my womb. His arms wrapped tightly around my back, holding me close to him.
When he finished pumping his seed into me we collapsed on the mattress, panting and sweating profusely. " Did I do a good job?" he asked me shyly. I kissed his forehead. " Perfect."
I couldn't afford to tell him I wanted to keep going all night long." You can sleep here, tonight." I informed him.Ā 
He hugged me tightly. " Thank you mum."
I wrapped my arms around him as well, feeling how his heart was still beating fast and strong.
The next few days flew like always, I had been called for a few shootings and my baby kept staying in his room days in and days out.Ā 
It was a tiring Friday night, I plopped on the sofa wearing a white top and a matching pair of shorts. I had worked all the afternoon filming different scenes.
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" Baby, I'm back." I called my son.
He came into the living room carrying his laptop, he was dead serious. " We need to talk." his blue eyes made me shiver more than the air conditioner.Ā 
" Wha.." I tried to speak, but he cut me off. " Hear me out first."
It was unusual for him to be this cold with me. " I was doing some of my homework today and one of the requests was to look on Google for some information about our relatives and guess what happened as soon as I entered your name?" he was slightly losing his temperament.Ā 
"Ā  I don't understand." I said confused.
" All the results were about you and your career as AV Idol!!" he exclaimed. " All those fucking films you've done! And how people call you 'JAV Queen' because you are the most requested actress!"Ā 
I stared at him shocked. " Well.."
" Well, what?" he interrupted me again. " You told me while we were fucking that you couldn't take anymore, and yet your last video that hit the charts was you begging a man with an 11 inches dick to keep fucking you and filling your tight pussy!"
My jaw dropped. " Um... I didn't want to lie to you." I stammered. I wanted to hide under the rug.
He shook his head. " Of course, you didn't!" he yelled. His little body was shaking in anger.
" Baby let me explain." I talked in a lower tone.
" Alright." he affirmed. " Explain to me the reason why you lied to me during our first time."
I sighed, hoping for the best. " Because I wanted to make you feel good about yourself."Ā 
He glared at me. " If you cared about me you would have told me the truth." he huffed.
" Baby!" I pleaded. " You have seen in my videos how wild I am, I didn't want to break you or to scare you. And I wanted you to have a special time with your mother, no matter the circumstances."
He crossed his arms and pouted. " Is it true you love other men more than me?"
I shook my head. " Absolutely not! I love you more than anything in the world, but I enjoy sex with them."
" I'm well aware of that now, no need to remark it." he spat.
I sighed and walked in front of him. " What do you want me to do to make it up to you?"
I raised his chin defiantly. " Tell me."
He avoided my gaze. " Have you saved enough money?" he questioned.Ā 
" More than you and I can spend in a lifetime." I replied honestly. " Why?"
He stared at me dead in the eyes. " I want you to retire, to leave that disgusting industry behind you and be just my mother, the one who is just special to me. Just my mother."
I looked at him, feeling conflicted. " Baby, money aside, how are we gonna deal with the lack of affection I crave for?" I asked him softly.
His eyes flamed. " I crave for you. I'm young and you could mould me as you please to fulfil all you need." his voice was firm.
I smirked widely. "Ā  You do, huh?". " Yes." he nodded.
" Show me then." I challenged him.Ā 
And he did, he proved to be more eager and greedy than any other man I had ever met. He ate me out like he was starving, making me scream and squirt in his mouth.
" Bed." I moaned, my legs were trembling from my climax. He took my hand and walked to my bedroom.Ā 
" Baby, we are not done yet. You know, right.?" I asked him kneeling in the middle of the mattress.Ā 
He nodded and crawled towards me. I reached down and grabbed his dick into my hand.
" I'm gonna make you ready." I stroked his length slowly and licked his head, taking him into my mouth and sucking hungrily. " You taste so sweet, baby." I praised him, feeling his precum leaking on my tongue.Ā 
He moaned in delight and grabbed my head with his hands, pushing me down on his cock. I gagged a bit as he fucked my mouth.
After a few minutes, I pushed him away from me and lay down. " Fuck me now, baby." I urged him.
He positioned himself in between my thighs, lining up his member to my pussy and pressing it into me. He filled me, his thickness stretched my inner walls and I screamed in pain and pleasure.
" Harder, baby." I egged him on. His thrusts were slow at the beginning but became rougher as he gained confidence.
He slammed into me furiously and I let out screams of joy. He grabbed my ankles and placed them on his shoulders, pounding me relentlessly.
I felt him pulsing inside of me and squeezed my muscles around him.
" Cum, baby." I demanded.
He let out a strangled cry and released himself into my hole. I felt his hot seed coating my insides and it was glorious, so much so it triggered my orgasm and I climaxed around him. He collapsed on top of me, spent.
" That was great baby." I purred satisfied, stroking his head.
" Can we do it again?" he asked curiously.
" We will. Soon." I promised him. " Youā€™re gonna be the king of this house from now on."Ā 
He laughed. " Funny. Are you gonna retire for real?" he questioned.Ā 
" I will, but there is one last shot I need to do the day after tomorrow that I cannot cancel so out of the blue." I replied. " But I want you to be on set with me, to see how everything goes." I proposed.
" Ok." he agreed. I cuddled with him and drifted away, thinking of all the dirty things I wanted to do with him.Ā 
The day of the shoot arrived and I was nervous but excited at the same time, not only because it would be my last scene but also because my son would be present to watch it.Ā 
We drove to the location which was a luxurious mansion, I had shot here a few times already and I knew exactly where I would find my colleagues and the crew.Ā 
We reached the dressing room and my son followed me in, watching as I undressed and put on the costume chosen for the occasion. It was a black dress and a pair of high heels.
" It's not bad." he commented as I spun around to check how my dress fit me from behind.Ā 
I looked at him amused. " Just not bad?"Ā 
He looked on the floor. " You are extremely sexy." he mumbled.
I laughed. " You're such a good boy." I praised him. I leaned down and pecked his forehead, noticing as he blushed.Ā 
I cupped his chin. " Remember, this is all for fun, and you need to remember that."
He nodded solemnly. " I promise to behave."Ā 
" Good boy." I kissed him again.
The producer of the film came into the room to fetch me. " Hey Mina, we are all ready for you outside. This will be your last scene, do your best.
I grinned. " Of course." I waved at my son and left the dressing room.Ā 
I stepped on set and found my partner for the shoot, the famous 11-inch dick named Jax.Ā  He was a tall guy with broad shoulders, dark brown hair and hazel eyes. His cock was so thick that the guys on set used to compare it to a cucumber.Ā 
" Hello, Mina." he greeted me with a smile.
I returned it. " Nice to meet you again."
" So, we will be playing as lovers cheating on their spouses and we end up having passionate sex." the producer explained.
" Sounds perfect." I approved, already knowing the script.Ā 
" Action!" the director shouted.Ā 
The scene began with us dancing and drinking alcohol at the party hosted in the house. It went smoothly until we reached the part where we were meant to kiss passionately and start fooling around.Ā 
Everything changed when he slipped his hand into my dress and grabbed my breast. My eyes darted to my son standing behind the camera, he looked surprised by the sudden touch but not upset. He had an odd expression on his face, a mixture of confusion and lust.Ā 
The scene proceeds with us groping each other. Jax pinched my nipples and slid his hand up my thigh and to my mound, caressing it through the fabric of my panties. I gasped in pleasure.
I glanced at my son again, he had a hard time hiding his boner and I felt sorry for him. " Sorry honey." I mouthed to him, hoping he could read my lips.Ā 
He didn't seem bothered and gestured for me to continue.
We moved to the sofa and the director ordered us to remove our clothes. I obliged stripping out of my dress, leaving me bare apart from my bra and panties. Jax followed my example.
"Ā  Let's try some foreplay, Jax can you eat her out." the director said, addressing my partner.
Jax didn't need to be told twice, he pushed me onto the sofa and settled himself in between my legs.Ā 
His tongue was very skilled and had me writhing in pleasure within seconds, he licked my labia and my clit, sucking on my nub greedily. I moaned loudly as I felt myself nearing my release.Ā 
My hand pushed him deeper into my folds, urging him to go on. He lapped at me eagerly, sending sparks through my body.
I looked at my son again and found him touching himself through his trousers, his face was red in embarrassment. I felt sorry for putting him in that position, but at the same time, it was arousing to see him so affected by the sight of me getting eaten out.Ā 
Jax stopped suddenly and my gaze snapped back on him as he kneeled in front of me, holding his throbbing member. " She tastes wonderful." he complimented.Ā 
I spread my legs further inviting him to enter me. He plunged into me, stretching me like a rag doll. I arched my back at the sudden invasion and moaned.Ā 
" Mina, you have a tight pussy." he grunted. " I'm not even halfway in."
He began thrusting, slowly at first, allowing me to adjust to his size. Once he was fully seated in my channel he picked up his pace, pounding me fiercely.
I moaned at his ministration, my hands clawed at the cushion of the sofa.
" Oh god!" I shouted in pleasure. " Yes! Fuck me like that." I cried out as he hit my spot, rubbing it repeatedly.
My body trembled as he kept ramming me, I was at his complete mercy. My orgasm came overbearingly, causing me to convulse wildly.Ā 
He fucked me through my climax, not stopping in the slightest.Ā 
He was proving himself to be one of the best actors in the business. " Change position." the director ordered.Ā 
We ended up in a reverse cowgirl. My legs were still trembling from the aftershock of my climax but I managed to sit on him, impaling myself on his cock.
I started to bounce on him, rubbing myself against his pelvis. His hands grabbed my tits from behind and kneaded them roughly.Ā 
I was getting close again he rubbed my clit with his big fingers, making me clench around his shaft. " Yes!" I screamed, reaching another orgasm.
I collapsed on him, feeling exhausted from the intensity of my climaxes. He lifted me from his member, causing me to whine from the loss of him.
He pushed me face down on the sofa and entered me doggy style.Ā 
His thrusts were savage and violent, he pounded me relentlessly. I loved it, the feeling of being owned by him. My body shook as he slammed into me, my tits jiggling.
His hands gripped my waist, keeping me still and preventing me from escaping his onslaught.Ā 
" Fuck yes! Give it all to me." I screamed as he drilled into me.
"You adore my fat dick, don't you slut?" he groaned in my ear. I nodded eagerly.
Suddenly he slowed his thrusts and his member started to twitch inside of me. " Ahhh! Cum inside of me!" I shouted, squeezing him tightly.
He moaned and spurted his load into me, coating my insides with his seed. His movements were becoming slower and slower until he stopped entirely. He pulled out of me leaving me empty.
" Cut!" the director announced.Ā 
I felt dizzy from the number of climaxes I had reached and tired from the scene. Jax helped me stand up and I thanked him. My gaze wandered searching for my son, finding him sitting far behind the camera and staring at me with an unreadable expression.Ā 
He approached me with hesitant steps, avoiding eye contact. " So, you liked it, huh?" I teased him.Ā 
" At first yes, while you were still making eye contact with me." he asserted. " But not at all while you two got lost fucking like animals."Ā 
I chuckled and patted his head. " Baby, you gotta understandĀ  that sex is not all about romance, sometimes you just wanna get lost in the act."
He avoided responding to me and walked back to the car. I pitied him, he must have been hurt by the way I acted during the shoot.Ā 
I got cleaned and bid my farewell to all the cast, I found my baby boy playing with his phone while leaning on the car. He barely acknowledged my presence when I sat next to him. I drove back home, not daring to ask him how he felt.
" I'll order some dinner and we can watch a movie together, how does it sound?" I proposed as soon as we were in the safety of our house.Ā 
He shrugged and kept on his phone. I decided to give him space and not bother him for the rest of the evening.Ā 
I woke up to the sound of a knock on the door. " May I come in?" his voice was low and tender. Ā 
I sat up and opened the door. " Of course baby, what are you doing here so late?"
He walked into my room and closed the door behind him. I could smell his cologne, a scent so fresh and enticing. " Can I sleep here tonight?" he asked shyly.Ā 
" Of course." I welcomed him.
He hesitated not moving a centimetre. " Baby, if you want to be my partner you gotta be more confident within yourself." I began.Ā 
" I quit as you requested, now let me show you how good I am." I added signaling him to lie with me on the bed.
He complied and snuggled next to me. I cupped his face. " Don't you want me, baby?" I whispered seductively.Ā 
"I do." he confirmed. I kissed his lips, tasting his sweetness.
" Good. Now, letā€™s take off these pesky clothes." I cooed.
He stripped quickly, showing me his lean body and his hard dick. It was still impressive considering he hadn't hit puberty yet.
I removed my shirt and panties and straddled him. " Show me what you can do." I dared him.
He held my hips and guided me onto his dick, impaling me easily, I squeaked in shock. He moved his hips under me and I bounced on him, my tits swaying wildly as he pumped into me from below.Ā 
I leaned forward and kissed his forehead, feeling the sweat droplets forming on his skin. I pressed my chest to his and kissed him passionately as he fucked me.
He reached up and played with my tits, fondling them gently. I moaned at the pleasure of it all. His finger traced circles around my nipple causing me to shudder.
He picked up speed and his thrusts became more intense, slamming into me repeatedly. I cried out in bliss from his ministrations.Ā 
" You are gonna came me cum." I told him staring into his eyes. Ā 
His eyes darkened. " I know, you are." he affirmed.
" Yes, baby." I moaned. I rubbed myself against him feeling his thickness fill me.
He grasped my waist and rolled us over, putting himself in control. He pinned me beneath him and fucked me savagely, his thrusts powerful and deep.
" Ahhh!" I cried out, my body shivering in ecstasy. " Make me yours." I begged.
He grunted, his expression twisted in pleasure. " Mine." he muttered. " Only mine."
His body tensed and his cock pulsed inside of me. He growled and spilt himself into me, filling my hole with his load.Ā 
I orgasmed around him, squeezing his dick and milking him for more.Ā 
We stayed connected for a few moments, breathing heavily, sweat dripping on our bodies.
I rolled my hips around his sensitive length. " You did good, baby." I made him moan. " But mommy demands more."Ā 
He sighed happily but concern. " I'll do my best." he promised.
" Oh baby, I won't let you do anything less than your best and more." I rolled us once more. " You stay still and let me take care of you."Ā 
He nodded. " Whatever you want."
I began to move my hips slowly, rotating and grinding around his semi-erect cock. His breath hitched in response.Ā 
"You want my mouth again?" I teased. He nodded vigorously.Ā 
I crawled down his body and took him into my mouth, sucking and licking his head and shaft.
His member grew bigger in my mouth as I pleasured it with my tongue. His hips bucked up as I sucked him, eager for more of me.Ā 
He gasped and claimed me on him, I aligned him at my entrance and sank onto him, taking his length in one go.Ā 
He cursed at the feeling of my inner walls gripping his hardness. His eyes roamed my body, drinking in the view of me on top of him.Ā 
I rocked my hips, taking him deep into my core. His hands kneaded my ass as I bounced on his dick.Ā 
I leaned down and kissed him, moaning at the feeling of his tongue in my mouth. He sucked my bottom lip and nibbled on my neck.
I moved my hips faster, increasing the pace of our coupling. His hand reached down and rubbed my clit, causing me to moan louder.Ā 
" Yes!" I shouted as he rubbed my bud with his fingers. " You know how to make meĀ  feel good."
His hand felt magical on my body, playing my clit. I rode him harder and harder, feeling my orgasm approaching rapidly.Ā 
" Baby, try to hold back." I warned him, my body gave in and gushed out a torrent of liquid all over his stomach and cock.
I kept grinding on him through my climax, my muscles clenched around him.
He grunted in pain and pleasure. " Mommy!" he cried out.Ā 
I held him still inside of me during my climax.Ā 
I leaned in, kissing his lips eagerly. " Bravo, you didn't come yet." I praised him. " Now do all you desire toĀ  me."Ā 
His eyes darkened in desire. " Turn around." he demanded. I complied, crawling on my hands and knees in front of him.
" Spread your legs." he ordered. I did as told.
" What a beautiful ass you have." he complimented, slapping my cheeks lightly.Ā 
I moaned at the sting. " Harder, baby. Spank it."
He obliged smacking me harder, reddening my skin.Ā 
" Now, fuck it." I demanded. He didn't hesitate to plunge into me from behind, driving his cock deep inside of me.
His thrusts were brutal and relentless, he slapped my ass every time he bottomed out into me. My pussy clenched around him in pleasure.
" Ohhh!" I screamed.
His grip on my hip tightened as he fucked me wildly, his balls slapping against my thighs. His grunts were becoming more desperate and loud.
I leaned forward, bracing myself on the headboard. He bent over me and grabbed my tits, fondling and twisting them. His hot breath brushed against my ear.
" You like this?" he panted. " Being fucked by your son?"
"Yes." I breathed out. " More." I pleaded.
His fingers found my clit and rubbed it vigorously. I was close to reaching my climax again.Ā 
" Cum with me." I ordered.
He didn't argue. " I'm going to cum!" he shouted and slammed into me one last time before he emptied himself inside of me.
I squeezed his cock as he released his seed, milking him for all his worth. He collapsed on top of me, spent.Ā 
We remained there for a few minutes, his weight pressing down on me and his breath on my skin. His member still inside of me.Ā 
" That was great baby." I praised him.
He rolled off me and we cuddled in bed. " Thanks." he replied.
" You deserve it." I caressed his cheek. " I love you." I admitted.Ā 
"And I love you too, mum." he answered me. His eyes were heavy with exhaustion, his eyelids drooping shut. I watched him fall asleep, lulled by the rhythm of my heartbeat. I wrapped my arms around him and fell asleep too.Ā 
I woke up by the tip of his fingers tracing different paths on my body, his eyes looked at me with utter devotion.Ā  " Hi." he greeted me.
We cuddled for a bit, he got more clingy and affectionate than ever. " Baby, you gotta think to find a girlfriend sooner or later." I stated.
He frowned and squeezed my flesh in his hand. " Do not say blasphemous things." he hissed. " I won't leave you alone NEVER."
I smirked. " That's my boy."Ā 
Flesh pressed on flesh, as we explored each otherā€™s bodies with carnal abandon. Together we steadily built to a crescendo of ecstasy. Our faces contorted with bliss,Ā  our breaths quickened, and our bodies tensed. We were one being, united in our mutual pleasure.
We crested the wave of rapture together. I cried out, overcome with euphoria, as he filled me with his essence. His cries mingled with mine, creating a symphony of passion.
As our bodies calmed, he collapsed on me. We shared a tender kiss, savouring the remnants of our climax. We basked in the glow of our union, our souls entwined in love.Ā  Our embrace was eternal, a testament to the depth of our bond. We knew that nothing could ever sever the ties that bound us together.
In the silence that followed, we shared a moment of pure understanding. Our connection transcended the boundaries of familial relations, and we were one in spirit and flesh. Our love was pure, untainted by the judgement of others. We had discovered our brand of heaven, right here on earth.
Together, we embarked on a journey of endless exploration, driven by the burning fire of our desires. Every day brought new experiences, fresh adventures that fueled our passion. Our love thrived in the secrecy of our sanctuary, free from the world's prying eyes.
In our hidden paradise, we indulged in a life of hedonistic pleasures, surrendering ourselves to the whims of our hearts. We revelled in the ecstasy of our love, secure in the knowledge that we were truly, madly, deeply in love.
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SUMMARY. your school has a football game against smallville. after the game clark kent approaches you and asks if you want to hang out, but thereā€™s one problem.
CW. academic rivalsā€”except clark and reader rlly donā€™t hate each other, readerā€™s ā€œboyfriendā€ doesnā€™t take no for an answer, fighting, fluff.
A/N. guysā€¦ before you read, i have to say I JUST started watching smallville šŸ˜­ Iā€™m on season 1 ep 5, so some Iā€™m going to be improvising some stuff, so, clark isnā€™t going to be like s1 clark, heā€™s going to be a bit like red k clark? so, thereā€™s that. the ending lowkey makes me mad šŸ˜” but yall lmk if yall want a pt 2 maybe? šŸ˜—
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you and your cheerleaders celebrate your team for winning the football game against smallville with chants, flips, and jumps. you guys were happy that you won after losing two games in a row, first one was against gotham and the other against central city, which was weird because these teams havenā€™t won against metropolis in decades, but, the team won once again and thatā€™s what matters tonight.
ā€œtroyā€™s in for a real treat tonight, huh?ā€ your friend avery cocks her eyebrows and you chuckle. ā€œhe scored the winning touchdown, you have to rock his world, baby.ā€ she winks at you and goes with her other cheerleading friends. your tongue runs over your teeth as you try to hide your annoyed face.
the footballers run over to the squad and you stand aside, youā€™re the captain, you should be there sharing the moment with them, but you donā€™t, you stay a few feet away ruffling your Pom poms and smiling.
you have a few friends from smallville since you were raised there, you and your brother moved to metropolis with your parents because your father had been offered a nice job there, and he took it. you recognize lana lang, whitney fordman, chloe sullivan, pete ross, and of course, clark kent.
your dad and his were practically brothers, they were inseparable ever since the sixth grade, but as they grew older, before moving to metropolis, clarkā€™s father suddenly stopped associating with your father. you never knew why, it wasnā€™t your business, but now that you see clarkā€™s face, you might ask your father.
your thoughts are interrupted by a figure standing in front of you, you focus back and itā€™s none other than clark kent!
ā€œi gotta sayā€¦ your dancing skills were always bad, but now? oh, they got worse.ā€ you raise an eyebrow as he grimaces.
ā€œyeah? well at least i still donā€™t run like Iā€™m scared of tripping my own feet.ā€ you press your lips into a thin line.
ā€œyou know, every time your squad threw you up in the air i was waiting for them not to catch you and let you fall into the dirt.ā€
ā€œi didnā€™t see your dad hereā€¦ guess he still regrets the decision to adopt you.ā€ you click your tongue and he chuckles.
ā€œokay, Iā€™m going to give you that one.ā€ you smile and shrug.
ā€œwhat are you doing here, kent?ā€ you question.
ā€œyouā€™re in my schoolā€™s football field, if thereā€™s someone that should be here, itā€™s me.ā€ he furrows his eyebrows.
ā€œyeah no, after that nasty loss? might have to claim this as our territory now.ā€ clark scoffs and looks down. ā€œ7-24? yikes!ā€ you exclaim and inhale sharply through your teeth. ā€œgo home, kent, or else our team will show you no remorse.ā€ you cross your arms together and he gets closer, towering over you.
ā€œwhat about you? what will you do?ā€ your eye contact is strong, and youā€™re teasing him with a cocky smile, but his charming eyes get you weak in the knees, you scoff and look down, giving in.
ā€œiā€™m not going to do anything, i donā€™t have the heart.ā€ you pursed your lips. in a blink, you notice clarkā€™s hand shielding your face, in his hand was the football that connor, the linebacker from your team just threw. you didnā€™t even notice how badly you flinched, but you stayed still, staring at clarkā€™s heroic move in awe, your eyes travel from his hand holding the football, to him. and you swear that something inside you snapped, the way he made the football stop from hitting you, how fast he reacted, that made you feel something you didnā€™t even know clark kent was possible of making you feel.
ā€œholyā€”! iā€™m so sorry, y/n, i didnā€™t mean for it to go in your direction!ā€ connor apologizes, but you shoot him a death glare.
ā€œwhat the hell is your problem, connor?!ā€ troy pushes connor and rolls his eyes.
ā€œi didnā€™t mean to throw it at her! it was meant for kent!ā€ clark rolls his eyes and throws the football back to him.
ā€œthank you, kent.ā€ you slowly straighten yourself up. ā€œthat was crazy, what on earth are you training for that makes your reflexes so fast?ā€ you question and he just shrugs with a smile.
silence engulfs the two of you and it feels awkward, the only thing heard was the screaming and chanting of your cheerleading squad and the football team. clarkā€™s eyes narrow from all around, to you, he feels nervous around you, but, the worst thing she can say is no, he thinks, so heā€”
ā€œy/n.ā€ he calls you and catches your attention. ā€œi was thinking if maybe youā€™d like to hang outā€¦ later.ā€ you shoot him a soft smile and he analyzes your reaction. ā€œi mean, i-if you can, Iā€™m sure youā€™re going to celebrate your win with your squad and team, nevermind..ā€ he shakes his head, regretting he even asked you. ā€˜itā€™s not like she was going to go out with you anyway, clark, sheā€™s with troy.ā€™ he thinks. he thought itā€™d be game over untilā€”
ā€œno, i donā€™t plan on celebrating, i wanna be alone, you know? i donā€™t want to party or anything. i-i mean, Iā€™d like to be alone with you.ā€ you close your eyes and shake your head once you realize what you said. clark can feel the heatness creeping up his face and he laughs. ā€œoh my goshā€¦ i mean that like, yes! Iā€™d like to hang out with you!ā€ ā€˜jeez, no way Iā€™m actually this awkward. Iā€™m literally embarrassing myself oh my God, Iā€™m going to cryā€™ you thought.
ā€œgreat! maybe we can meet up in the beanery? itā€™sā€”ā€œ your eyes widen and you shake your head.
ā€œthe beanery? that old thing?ā€ you question and clark furrows his eyebrows.
ā€œhey!ā€ you raise your hands in defense.
ā€œno, weā€™re going somewhere better, thereā€™s this diner in central city called dine fine, we can go there, we can dine something or share a milkshake, whatever youā€™d like!ā€ you smile at him and he nods.
ā€œokay, sounds great! itā€™s a daā€”ā€œ your smile turned into an annoyed look when you felt arms wrap around you and lips kiss your cheek. troy, your ā€œboyfriendā€ watches clarkā€™s expression change and shoots him a wink. clark can feel his face heat up, and itā€™s not blushing, or jealousy, he closes his eyes to avoid burning troy to a crisp.
ā€œwhatā€™s up, kent?ā€ troy greets clark with a bitch attitude. ā€œsheā€™s precious, isnā€™t she?ā€ your eyes avoid troyā€™s, but are glued onto clark, and he can see youā€™re feeling uncomfortable, and you donā€™t know how badly he wants to smack the hell out of troy and tell him to back off from you. and he doesnā€™t know how badly you want him to do it. troy raises an eyebrow, urging him to answer the question.
ā€œyes, she is, troy. youā€™re a lucky guy.ā€ clarkā€™s eyes never leave you, troy notices how yours donā€™t either, and his nose flares.
ā€œi know.ā€ he smiles. troy pulls you aside, away from clark. ā€œhey, weā€™re going out to celebrate, you want us to go back to my place, or go out?ā€ he asks you, and you pull away, shaking your head.
ā€œitā€™s okay, troy, i donā€™t want to go out.ā€ you cross your arms and troy smirks, he glances at clark behind you.
ā€œokay, so, you want to go back to mine?ā€ he asks, and you furrow your eyebrows.
ā€œno.ā€ troyā€™s eyebrows raise in reaction to your tone, and clark hides a smile, and forces back down his laugh.
ā€œokay, whatever, weā€™re going to go out and celebrate, let me know if you change your mind.ā€ you nod and he leaves. your friend alanna walks over to you and locks her arm around yours.
ā€œready to go?ā€ she asks and you nod.
ā€œyeah, give me a second, Iā€™ll be right there.ā€ your friend nods with a cute smile and her eyes narrow between you and clark before she walks to her car.
ā€œso, Iā€™ll see you maybe at 8?ā€ clark questions.
you nod at his timing and he smiles. ā€œIā€™ll see you there, kent.ā€ you turn in your heels and walk to your friend's car.
clark admires you from head to heels and god, you in that skimpy cheerleading outfit did something to him. he blows out a breath after admiring your figure and smiles to himself, trying to hold back on his thoughts. he canā€™t believe heā€™s going to see you again later, and neither can you.
you tell alanna to take you to your grandmaā€™s house so you can shower and change your clothes. since you visit your grandma quite often, you have clothes you wear once in a while there, so after a shower, you ready yourself and head to central city right after youā€™re done.
since alanna is heading to metropolis due to work, she gives you a ride to the diner where you are meeting up with clark. ā€œhave fun, sweetheart, love ya!ā€ she blew you a kiss before driving away. you blew her a kiss back and waved goodbye.
you donā€™t see clark inside, but you decide to enter anyway, and just as you are a few feet away from the entrance doors, your name is called out, and when you look at where the voice is coming from you notice itā€™s clark, your face lights up, and so does his.
ā€˜woah.ā€™ clark thinks to himself, for some reason, he thinks you look better in casual clothes than in your cheerleading outfit. not that heā€™s complaining, he loves your cheerleading outfit, the colors favor you and it shows the perfect amount of everything.
ā€˜damn.ā€™ you think to yourself. heā€™s wearing a cap with a graphic tee that shapes his biceps perfectly. ā€˜forget the damn diner, I wanna dine him!ā€™ you lick your lips to hide your smile at the thought.
ā€œhey.ā€ he greets you first with his pearly smile.
ā€œhi.ā€ you say right back and also give him your pearly smile.
he places his hand behind your shoulder and you lead the way, he opens the door for you and you go inside, the 80ā€™s music is at the perfect volume, it smells amazing inside, and overall the vibe is nice.
you sit down at one of the benches and clark sits in front of you. ā€œis there something you want in specific?ā€ he asks.
ā€œwe could order some fries with some nuggets, unless you actually wanna find something?ā€ your eyes meet and he stays silent, studying your eyes he opens his mouth to speak, yet nothing comes out. you laugh and look back at the menu.
ā€œwhatever you want.ā€ clark answers your question. ā€œIā€™m okay with whatever you decide.ā€
ā€œokay, well, Iā€™ll order some fries and nuggets, and ooh! you have to try their strawberry milkshake, itā€™s so good, so, weā€™re ordering that too!ā€ clarkā€™s eyes stay glued on you, your excitement makes his heart melt, he loves this side of you. ever since you moved to metropolis, he thought youā€™d turned into this cocky, mean, captain of the cheerleading squad, but, heā€™s been proven completely wrong. he still sees that little bullet of a girl with princess band-aids all over her arms, and legs in your personality. ā€œis it okay if we order that?ā€
ā€œas i said, y/n. whatever you want.ā€ he nods and you smile widely with a chuckle. ā€œyou know, for some reason, i thought that when you moved to metropolis you turned into this mean, and cocky cheerleader, but no. can i ask? why arenā€™t you celebrating out there with your squad and team?ā€
ā€œIā€™m nothing like that, the rest of my squad? maybeā€”except alanna! but i donā€™t like that whole cocky mean girl vibe, i tried it, just to fit in, but fitting in is stupid, so, outside i might seem like that, but once you get to know me, iā€™m not.ā€ clark nods, paying his every single attention to you. ā€œand the thing is i donā€™t celebrate with them because they have a really weird way of celebrating and i donā€™t want to be getting drunk or anything. Iā€™d rather be relaxed, or hanging out with my real friends, you know?ā€ clark nods.
ā€œi like that.ā€ your eyes find their way back to his and you smile. ā€œi donā€™t want to sound nosy, butā€¦ you and troy?ā€ he watches the drastic change in your face from happy to disgusted and he laughs. ā€œthat bad, huh?ā€
ā€œitā€™s all fake. the football coach just wanted that typical ā€œcaptain of the football team and captain of the cheerleading squadā€ love story, but, thereā€™s not one ounce of love between us.ā€
ā€œi mean, i see love in his eyes.ā€ clark mentions and you scoff.
ā€œlust is what youā€™re seeing, clark.ā€ you hold your breath and clark closes his eyes. ā€œi canā€™t stand him, heā€™s a jerk, he doesnā€™t take no for an answer and itā€™s the worst, someone always has to come in and step in, even his teammates.ā€ you roll your eyes.
ā€œIā€™m sorry, y/n.ā€ you dismiss him with a shrug. ā€œi saw it in your eyes today, thatā€™s what i saw, and i wanted to do something, but i thought it wasnā€™t my place. i shouldā€™ve done something. i hated seeing him on you like that.ā€ clark shakes his head and looks away from your eyes, you place your hand on his forearm, your warm touch sends him goosebumps all over his body, your eyes speak a million words, and his mind runs a thousand thoughts as he takes in every inch of your perfect face, your eyes, your lips.
ā€œthank you, for at least knowing the right thing to do. also, thank you for that crazy save from me getting hit by a football.ā€ you both share a laugh and he nods. he places a hand over yours and smiles.
ā€œyouā€™re welcome, and, youā€™re welcome.ā€ your smile relaxes into a softer one, and the two of you stay staring into each otherā€™s eyes, no other words need to be spoken, your eyes already do.
his ocean eyes tell you everything you need to know, does he need to admit how he feels right now? his heart racing, how he wants to feel your soft hands all over his body? his eyes are saying all of that to yours.
and yours? your eyes are begging for him to save you. for him to make you forget who troy even is. one more look and you swear youā€™re moving back to smallville, or more specifically, his bed.
ā€œclarkā€¦ā€ the way his name rolls off your tongue is something he could never get tired of, he prays that whatever comes out of your pretty little mouth is an invitation.
ā€œkent!ā€ the familiar voice knocks you both out of your trance and your eyes widen. you look back and see troy and half of his teammates walk behind him. ā€œyou mind getting your hands off my girl?ā€
ā€œtroyā€¦ā€ you whisper.
ā€œyou shut up, okay? get in the car. weā€™re going back to metropolis.ā€ troy points at you with his index finger, and you swallow the lump in your throat.
ā€œyou call her your girl and then treat her like that?ā€ clark raises an eyebrow and stands from the bench. your heart begins to race and not in a good way. thereā€™s no possible way this is going to end well.
ā€œsheā€™s my girl, kent, that means that since sheā€™s mine, i get to treat her however i want.ā€ troyā€™s teammates share uncomfortable glances and shake their heads.
ā€œshe is not your pet, troy. you need to treat her right, like sheā€™s the woman you love because thatā€™s what she is, isnā€™t she?ā€ clark towers over troy and you like that, you like that very much, apart from the fact that heā€™s defending you. but you push back your feelings and thoughts, because youā€™re scared right now, scared for both in reality.
ā€œand if i donā€™t? you think you will? in your dreams, kent.ā€ he scoffs, and walks over to you, grabbing your hand. ā€œcome on, y/n. weā€™re going home.ā€ he raises you from your seat, and you stand beside him. just when you thought this could all end here, Clark decides to open his mouth.
ā€œi would treat her better than you ever have.ā€ your mouth opens, and you try your best to hide your smile. when troyā€™s grip around you loosens, your face drops.
next thing you see is troy swinging at clark with a right hook, you back away and troyā€™s teammates hold you back. ā€œno!ā€ you exclaim at troyā€™s punch. thankfully, clark reacted quickly and dodged it, but then, clark grabbed troy by the collar of his shirt and pressed him against the wall.
ā€œclark, no!ā€ you stop him from causing further damage and he slowly lets go of troy. you wanted to troy get what he deserved, but, just not now. the time will come. ā€œletā€™s just go.ā€
ā€œi donā€™t want to see you step foot in smallville again. if i so much as see your face, or hear that you did something to her, iā€™ll deal with you for good.ā€ clark throws in before walking off. you follow behind him and leave the diner.
you were still trying to process what the hell just happened in there, clark defended you and went face-to-face with troy because he disrespected you. ā€˜oh my god?ā€™
clark has his back against you, your eyes look up and he turns. ā€œclarkā€¦ whatā€”ā€œ you blink repeatedly.
ā€œy/n. if he ever lays a single finger on you again, you let me know, alright?ā€ you nod and hum. he nods and caresses your arm. ā€œare you okay?ā€ he asks and you hum.
ā€œuh-huhā€¦ā€ clark chuckles and you inch closer to him.
you donā€™t exactly what you feel right now, but it feels good, and you hope he can help you with it because heā€™s the reason youā€™re feeling like this. your eyes are searching for an answer, ā€˜does he want this? because i sure do.ā€™
ā€œhow far is your grandmaā€™s house from here?ā€ you pause in your daydreams to answer his question.
ā€œlike 15 minutes, i know the way.ā€ you answer.
ā€œokay, but, youā€™re not going alone.ā€
ā€œwhy not? you donā€™t think i can handle myself?ā€
ā€œoh, i know you can handle yourself, but, let me take you, ā€˜kay?ā€ you smile at his offer and suck on your bottom lip before you lead the way.
the walk to your grandmaā€™s house was silent, thankfully, it wasnā€™t uncomfortable silence, but the two of you were on the verge of speaking, you just had no idea of what. of the sexual tension before troy ruined it? of the almost fight? how clark defended you? why did he defend you exactly? God, you think that whatever the answer is, itā€™d land you both on top of each other.
clark can see how your heart is beating quickly, and he doesnā€™t know if itā€™s because youā€™re either scared, mad, nervous, or maybe just turned on. itā€™s the fourth option, you know that very well, but he thinks itā€™s the second.
ā€œIā€™m sorry, y/n.ā€ he speaks, breaking the eternal lasting silence between you two. ā€œi-i didnā€™t mean to scare you or make you mad by what happened at the diner. itā€™s justā€¦ you donā€™t deserve that asshole.ā€ the two of you stop in your tracks. you flutter your eyelashes at him and he thinks itā€™s the cutest thing ever, he swallows before speaking again. ā€œand Iā€™m also sorry that we didnā€™t get to share a milkshake.ā€
ā€œapology not accepted,ā€ you say. his face drops and your eyebrows furrowed. ā€œtheyā€™re not needed, clark.ā€ he sighs in relief and you smile. you continue your walk, youā€™re about 3 minutes away from your grandmaā€™s house, but you wish it were hours instead, you do not want to say goodbye to him at all.
ā€œiā€™m glad we could share this night, clark.ā€ as you arrive at your grandmaā€™s house, you stop your feet and turn to face him. the only light thatā€™s making you able to see each other is your grandmaā€™s porch lighting. ā€œwouldā€™ve been better if we couldā€™ve shared a milkshake, butā€¦ā€ you sputter and he chuckles.
ā€œitā€™s okay, just a moment with you is enough for me.ā€ his words made your knees weak, you lick your lips and suck your bottom lip in, close your eyes, and feel his index finger brushes your cheek. your eyes open and reunite with his.
ā€œcan we stay like this?ā€ you whisper, as your eyes travel to his lips.
ā€œyeah.ā€ he whispers back, his finger still caressing your cheek.
his hand finds its way to your waist and he pulls you forward, your chest touching his, your breathing matches and youā€™re still deep into each otherā€™s eyes.
ā€˜if only he knew Iā€™m sending him the most straightforward invitation to come inside.ā€™ you think right as your eyes remove themselves from his lips and back into his eyes.
your tongue traces over your teeth and you smile. you look down to the ground and lean forward. you press a soft kiss on clarkā€™s cheek and he closes his eyes. when you back away, your lips are so close to each other, and his eyes have the green light on for your lips to move to his, and as much as you want to, you donā€™t, though you could feel his slightly rose yours.
ā€œiā€™ll be seeing you around, kent.ā€ you smirk as you run your hand over his arms, again, your gentle touch sends goosebumps through his body, the second your fingertips are removed from his skin, he misses you already, all he wishes to do is turn you back around and make you all his for the rest of the night.
your heels touch the ground and you turn, approaching your grandmotherā€™s steps, you tease him with a look back and a mocking grin, and he chuckles as he watches your expression. the second you enter the door he runs back to his house, but, safe to say that wasnā€™t the end of his night.
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ā› ā€˜cause youā€™re a good girl and you know it
you act so different around me. āœ
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kinsfics Ā· 2 days ago
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we fell in love in the middle of nowhere ā€“ steve harrington
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ā–¶ļøŽ NOW PLAYING: middle of nowhere by frawley
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āøŗ summary: Hawkins, Indiana was never enough for (Y/N). She had big dreams and an even bigger future ahead of her. Everyone always said she was destined for more than the small Indiana town could ever give her. She could only hope Steve was too.
āøŗ author's note: I'm gonna be editing/rewriting and posting all of my stories that were on my old account onto here since I have no inspiration to write anything new right now lol
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We used to meet up at the park
We knew the shortcuts all by heart
Raced to the top of the swing set
To escape the town that we lived in
We fell in love in the middle of nowhere
ā€œYou sure took your sweet time, Harrington,ā€ You say as soon as you see the unmistakable head of hair belonging to the one and only Steve Harrington.
ā€œSorry, babe. You know how long it takes to get this under control,ā€ he says with a smirk, gesturing to his hair. He strolls over to where youā€™re sitting on the swing and stands in front of you. You stand up to greet him, and he takes you into his arms. Leaning in as if to kiss you, he whispers, ā€œRace you to the top of the swing set,ā€ before taking off.
ā€œCheater!ā€ You yell, running after him. You catch up with him and watch as he stands victorious at the top of the playground. ā€œNo fair,ā€ you pout at him. Steve laughs before reaching toward you to brush a strand of hair that had fallen into your face. He stares into your eyes as you struggle to catch your breath.
ā€œI love you, (Y/N),ā€ he whispers, staring into your eyes. Before you get a chance to respond, heā€™s leaning in and kissing you.
I always hated that small town
I couldnā€™t wait ā€˜til I got out
Couldnā€™t drive but I had some car keys
And you promised you would come with me
But you stayed in the middle of nowhere
You and Steve had the time of your lives that summer. But there was always the desire for something more. You had been ecstatic when the chance came for you to get out of Hawkins, Indiana.
ā€œYour parents bought you a car?ā€ Steve gawked, making you laugh.
ā€œYeah, itā€™s a present for graduating with straight ā€˜Aā€™s,ā€ you explained, holding up your car keys.
ā€œYou donā€™t even have your license,ā€ Steve frowned, and you rolled your eyes.
ā€œI will soon. And when I do, Iā€™m taking this baby and getting the hell out of this town,ā€ you said, looking longingly at your new car.
ā€œYou know Iā€™ll follow you anywhere,ā€ Steve had promised, punctuating it with a kiss to your cheek. But when the time came, you drove away in your new car, leaving Steve in your rear view mirror.
Tell me how we ended up miles apart
With nothing in my bag and only half a heart
I knew that it was stupid
But I just needed a change
As you stand in a new town, unfamiliar faces all around you, you canā€™t help but wonder how you ended up so far away from the boy you loved. Dragging your near-empty suitcase behind you, you leave the airport, leaving more than just your old clothes behind.
Now part of me is sitting in the place we met
The front seat of your car smelled like cigarettes
I guess I kinda loved it
ā€˜Cause itā€™s etched inside my brain
Sitting in the cab on the way to your new apartment, you canā€™t help but think back to a better time. A less lonely time.
ā€œThose things will kill you, yā€™know,ā€ you say, watching as Steve takes a drag of his cigarette. He shrugs but takes it out of his mouth and flicks it out of the window.
ā€œBetter?ā€ He asks, one eyebrow raised in question.
ā€œMuch,ā€ you say, leaning in to kiss him. You could still taste the cigarette smoke on his tongue.
I tried to change
To be someone new
So I went to Paris to be in a city
Thatā€™s time zones away
Now Iā€™m up ā€˜til two (Iā€™m up ā€˜til two)
I made it all the way, but itā€™s no use
My heartā€™s in the middle of nowhere with you
Paris was the opposite of Hawkins. Filled with bustling crowds of people, unfamiliar noises, and cars racing past, you canā€™t help but wonder what the hell you were thinking. You had told Steve you wanted a change. You didnā€™t want to be the girl with big dreams who never made it out. But now, as you lie awake in bed at two in the morning, you canā€™t help but wonder if it would have been all that bad to stay in the middle of nowhere with him.
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psychemochanight Ā· 2 days ago
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What do you think about the labels for Robins? Especially the "happy robin" and the "angry robin"?
Dude, you've opened a Pandora's box there-
I've said before that I'm against these labels, especially the "angry Robin" one, but I think the one that bothers me the most is the "happy Robin" one, and yes, I have reasons-
I haven't been in the fandom for years, but from what I saw, tags started to become popular after Damian came out. Specifically with the "angry Robin" one, which was assigned to him.
Then, people started arguing that it was actually Dick the "angry Robin", usually using as a reference his animated version, both the one from Batman (2004) and the one from Teen Titans (2003), which are the same Dick Grayson btw.
As I once said, the "angry Robin" label bothers me because it encompasses so much of Dick's character, especially since most of it comes from an exaggeration of his character, not an actual trait. Dick was never bloodthirsty as they say, yes, he wanted revenge for his parents, but his moral compass was ALWAYS on the right side. In his time, he was always considered an optimistic and charismatic character, yes, with a strong character when necessary, but never "mainly angry."
Dick was literally the heart of the dynamic duo. The color in the darkness, the light in the shadow of Batman.Where do they get that he was always angry??? His angriest moment was in his early years as Nightwing, not even Robin.
And no, he didn't leave Batman because "he was too soft" either, in the versions where Dick leaves Bruce, this is because Batman is controlling, he doesn't treat Dick as his equal, but as his subordinate, even despite the years working together.
Now, the "happy Robin" tag, Ironically, it is assigned to Jason specifically due to his pre-Crisis appearances, since post-Crisis, although there were moments where he was still optimistic and liked his work as Robin, he was more rebellious.
Why do I say it's ironic that they call Jason the "happy Robin" because of his pre-Crisis moments? Because it was at those times that Jason was considered a carbon copy of Dick Grayson, story included.
Those joyful moments that stand out so much about him were a copy of Dick's personality, moments that so many people hated back then. Remember, especially in the golden and silver ages, Dick was known for being optimistic and a symbol of hope, Robin was that.
Even if we only take into account his post-Crisis stage, yes, Jason still enjoyed being Robin, but he was still rebellious and had his moments being troubled. Just like Dick, he was not "just happy" or "just angry".
In theory, to recap, it's even likely that Dick will have more moments of being a ray of sunshine than Jason, although this is obviously partly due to him being Robin for longer.
I never liked both labels, because, first, it makes them flat characters, and second, because most of them are due to fandom exaggerations, not anything well founded.
Does it affect me in any way? No, not at all; but it becomes annoying when it is used as an argument for an argument.
"Dick was Batman's shining light", No, it's impossible, he was the bloodthirsty and angry robin.
"Jason had his moments of being rebellious and argued with Batman," No. It's impossible, you're confusing him with Dick, Jason was Bruce's happy and adorable baby.
???????
Jason was a teenager, OF COURSE HE'S GOING TO ARGUE SOMETIMES, LET MY BOY HAVE NORMAL TEENAGER MOMENTS.
Dick was a child, LET MY BABY HAVE HAPPY TIMES, NOT PURE ANGST IN HIS SHORT LIFE.
BOTH were happy, BOTH were angry, BOTH were intelligent Robins.
Shut the fuck up /jjjjjj
And seriously. Despite all this, I don't mind that people still prefer to see Jason as a happy Robin, or Dick as a wild Robin, that is up to each person and what adaptation of the character they prefer.
I'm just saying that it gets annoying when they want to IMPOSE on you those same versions that they prefer, especially when you choose to see beyond that.
And many times these labels seem to be just to praise their favorites, without really taking into account the stories of the other Robins-
I love reading when they give all the Robins all the values and character nuances, they're not just "happy" or "angry" or "smart" or "calm." Being able to read the Robins as having all these characteristics, but expressing them in different ways is what makes them so special to me.
Idk-
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quick description: friends to lovers. you and wonwoo both get accepted into the same collage. you both have been friends for a long time and decide to room together for collage after wonwoo gets a girlfriend he starts ignoring you, but why?
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[warning of content] smut, jerking off, self pleasure, drinking, oral sex, unprotected sex, pet names (baby, princess) profanity.
College dorms were a topic you didnā€™t want to talk about. You hated the idea of them having to share a room with a stranger?? When you got accepted into your dream college there was no way you could afford to rent a place without facing the same problemā€¦.strangers, that was until your best friend Wonwoo got accepted too. You and him have been friends since middle school he was the quiet lid and you were a nerd but you saw his PokĆ©mon backpack and immediately knew you needed to be his friend. You both decided to take a gap year before going to college, you didnā€™t have financial help from your parents so you worked hard.
After jumping up and down with excitement when he told you he had been accepted too the idea sparked that maybe you wonā€™t have to live with a stranger he wasnā€™t too sure about the idea since he was unemployed but that could change! And you knew his social anxiety was bad, almost worse than yours.
ā€œA one-bedroom apartment would be the cheapest, one of us could take the bedroom and we can turn the living room into a bedroom and if we both get jobs within walking distance of the university we could take the bus to school and walk to work I believe that this is a perfectly thought out plan that would work in both of our favors. Wonwoo please please pleaseā€
Wonwoo was very smart like smart so he did the math on if this would work and we wouldnā€™t drown in debt lucky for you it would be cutting it close with groceries and extra spending money but it can work. You held in your pure excitement and whipped out your laptop to look at apartments.
ā€œhey y/n. This one looks like what you were looking for except better it has a loft and a bedroom so we would still have a living room the loft goes above the kitchen, and the kitchen looks pretty nice too, not that you would be cooking since youā€™re terrible at itā€
You punch him in the arm and take the laptop to look at the price.
ā€œHey, this is lower than our max price too!! Did you look at the surrounding shops or any place that would hire college students?ā€
Wonwoo takes back the laptop and adjusts his glasses while looking on Google Maps at the surrounding buildings.
ā€œThere are a few restaurants a tea shop and what looks like a coffee and bake shopā€
ā€œBro theyā€™re gonna so want me with my espresso experience, maybe theyā€™ll hire you too! but I donā€™t know if I want to live and work with you that might be too much for me I might O.D from too much Wonwoo y-know?ā€
He gives you a side eye that sends a chill down your spine
ā€œor we could work together because I could never get enough of youā€
You give him a sarcastic smile.
ā€œanywaysā€¦ we should start saving now you have the money from your parents and Iā€™ve been saving from work lets send an application for the apartmentā€
You both send in a few more applications for other places as well a month goes by you receive emails for the confirmation of tours Wonwoo goes to half while you go to the others in the end you both fall in love with the first apartment you look at the one with the loft and a bedroom it was so cheap and perfect up in the loft there was a whole wall of outlets so Wonwoo takes the loft for his gaming set up (thank god because you wanted your full privacy the loft was cute but the open walls made it feel too out in the open)
Time flew by and just like that you both were moving in together, you were a little nervous since you hear horror stories about friendships being ruined while moving in together where the two end up hating each other from seeing them so much but you had a feeling that wouldnā€™t happen Wonwoo and you both liked your alone time with the two separate rooms and getting jobs at separate places things seemed to be looking perfect you worked at the cafe and Wonwoo is working as a waiter for a nicer restaurant he has to take the bus but it pays well so itā€™s worth the journey.
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ā€œWonwoo please can we host a housewarming party it doesnā€™t even have to be a lot of people just my close friends and your close friends more of a get-together than a party. I KNOW that Jeonghan has been dying to see this place since we moved in and since weā€™re all unpacked and-ā€œ
Wonwoo cuts you off.
ā€œforget it y/n you know how I hate social gatherings. Jeonghan can come over eventually, we donā€™t need a bunch of people in our apartment to trash the place and make our neighbors hate us right awayā€
You cross your arms and pout, but after seeing that stern look on your arms pull your victim card.
ā€œI was going to invite my girls anyway because I miss them. I was offering the party so you would have your friends too. I was just trying to be nice so you wouldnā€™t feel awkward I know you donā€™t talk to them. But when they come over we can just be in my room and not disturb you itā€™s okayā€
Wonwoo huffs and pinches his nose bridge.
ā€œfineā€
You start jittering with excitement.
ā€œthank you thank you thank you. Iā€™m gonna text the girls.ā€
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The morning of the party you and Wonwoo went to the store you get alcohol he turned 21 a few months ago and you were turning 21 soon but you werenā€™t there yet so he had to go in alone but you gave him a list.
1. 2x bottles of pink Whitney
2. 3x packs of mikes hard lemonade
3. 1x bottle of Smirnoff vodka (raspberry)
While he was getting the alcohol you went to the grocery store for snacks and cups.
When everyone was there you and Wonwoo gave them a very professional tour it was very short since the apartment is very small. But made things easier for you two. You all start playing drinking games when you hear a knock on the door, you open it to see DK one of Wonwooā€™s friends he is late but he is also holding two bags full of Chinese take-out.
ā€œdk you are an angel sent from heavenā€
ā€œsorry for being late, thought Iā€™d bring some foodā€
He said with a big smile while walking in.
After lots of eating and lots of drinking DK and Jeonghan went home, Mingyu stayed over, they played video games up in his loft and you and your friends all went to your room. Soyeon and Yuqi get comfortable on the floor while you and Yeji decide to share your bed it was a queen so there was more than enough room.
ā€œhey y/nā€
You hear Yuqi say from the floor.
ā€œwhatā€™s up?ā€
ā€œdonā€™t you think itā€™s a little weird moving in with a boy? I mean I know you guys are just friends but at the end of the day you are a straight single woman and heā€™s a straight single man who knows when animal instincts kick inā€ They all start giggling at her comment.
ā€œoh my god I canā€™t even think about doing something like that with him, I've known him for so long his this gamer nerd and I'm positive he sees me as a geekā€
You turn over so your back faces them giving off the ā€˜im done with this conversationā€™ energy but Yeji had a comment.
ā€œyeah except youā€™re both hot nowā€
ā€œYeji oh my god you did not just call Wonwoo hotā€
ā€œhe is though!? Girl are you blind???ā€
ā€œIā€™m going to bed goodnight, no more of this stupid talkā€
The next morning all the girls went home super early you slept in a little but woke up to the smell of food, your nose followed you to the kitchen and found two tall tan beefy shirtless men in your kitchen cooking.
ā€œwhat the fuck?ā€
They turn around and itā€™s Mingyu and Wonwoo, you knew Mingyu was buff because heā€™s constantly showing it off with his muscle teeā€™s and tank tops but you swear Wonwoo lives in hoodies and crewnecks itā€™s like theyā€™re attached to him.
ā€œoh good morning y/nā€
Mingyu says with a smile. Wonwoo looks a little shocked to see you like he knows youā€™ve never seen him like this, like heā€™s been hiding he even gets a little flustered looking away and back to the food, Mingyu walks over to you.
ā€œsleep well? Weā€™re making breakfast do you want some?ā€
ā€œoh um yeah I slept good and breakfast sounds great, thank youā€
Mingyu was standing very close to you but you never felt intimidated by him his eyes are just so soft and itā€™s like thereā€™s an imaginary tail wagging behind him at all times.
You went and sat on the couch and saw Wonwoo walk up to his loft and come back down fully clothed he was embarrassed you couldnā€™t help but wonder why he would be though like if you have a body like that show it off!! When Mingyu brought you over breakfast you paused him from leaving.
ā€œhey wait, do you and Wonwoo go to the gym together or something? Because how come I had no idea he was built? I did notice that when I punch his arm when he's pissing me off it does hurt my fist but I didnā€™t think anything of itā€
ā€œoh yeah! We go all the time. He didnā€™t tell you?ā€
ā€œnoā€¦. he didnā€™t. This whole time I thought he was a bit chubby. Like not in a bad way in a cute way but not in a cute way like like him yk but kind of endearing I guess?? Thatā€™s not the point heā€™s always wearing those oversized hoodies and sweats how was I supposed to know?? He was a chubby kid tooā€
Mingyu suppresses his laughter and walks back to the kitchen.
You canā€™t help but still stare at Wonwoo, for so long you had no idea he had been going to the gym, his back was so perfectly sculpted and when he turned around his abs were so defined, it was just so shocking.
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When school started you and Wonwoo barely saw each other, youā€™re classes started early and he went late and on the weekends you both worked, sometimes you would see each other in passing but it was always just a small ā€œheyā€ or ā€œhow are youā€ never an actual conversation. You were just about to leave for work when Wonwoo came down from his loft, you didnā€™t even know he was home.
ā€œhey Wonwoo, we should go get dinner i havenā€™t been able to talk to you in so long, like I live with you, I go to school with you, but I never see you. I miss youā€
ā€œoh. yeah, I can look at my schedule probably not till next week I have a date for my one day off this weekā€
ā€œa date? You have a date!!?ā€
ā€œis it that surprising y/n?ā€
ā€œn-no of course not I mean-, Iā€™m just hurt you didnā€™t tell me soonerā€
ā€œwell Iā€™m telling you nowā€
ā€œI guess, just text me when you have a day weā€™ll figure it outā€
It makes sense that Wonwoo has a date heā€™s sweet, respectful, and surprisingly built. I donā€™t know why I'm upset about this date that he has. You dated a guy in high school for a while maybe itā€™s because heā€™s never dated anyone or maybe he has and just didnā€™t tell you would have even told me if it wasnā€™t for today?? ā€œfuck why am I so upset.ā€
You and Wonwoo never ended up having that dinner, your schedules never aligned and he ended up going on more dates with that girl he even asked you to spend the night at a friend's so he could bring her home!? if you werenā€™t pissed about this before youā€™re pissed now. When you came home she was still over.
ā€œoh sorry, I thought youā€™d be gone by now, Iā€™m y/nā€
She was pretty. You take your time examining her, she is shorter than you, slimmer too.
ā€œoh my god, Wonwoo told me about you! Youā€™re so pretty and tall. I would hug you but sorry I'm a little sweaty right nowā€
You stare at her in shock, why is she sweaty!? Wonwoo walks in wearing a muscle tee and sweats.
ā€œoh hey y/n we just got back from the gymā€
Oh, thank god. Wait theyā€™re close enough to be going to the gym together? You and Wonwoo never go to the gym together.
Another month went by without seeing Wonwoo he was completely occupied with her. until he out of nowhere Wonwoo started staying home doing nothing but eat sleep and games, your winter break was coming up and you hadnā€™t talked about going home in fact you still havenā€™t talked at all even though heā€™s home all the time now.
It was a Saturday night both of you were off work it was fairly late and you were pacing your room ā€œIā€™m tired of his silent treatment I'm gonna go talk to himā€ You storm out of your room and climb up to the loft, there he was in his gaming chair like always.
ā€œWonwooā€
He doesnā€™t answer.
ā€œWonwoo!!ā€
Still, no answer so you walk over to him and tap him on the shoulder he jumps a little under your touch, so he doesnā€™t hear youā€¦he takes off his headphones and pauses his game.
ā€œwhatā€™s up y/n?ā€
He looks up at you completely blank-minded.
ā€œAre you serious right nowā€
ā€œhuh?ā€
ā€œWonwoo what is wrong with you, we live together, we go to school together, but I havenā€™t seen you in months did something happen and where did your girlfriend go i mean you were with her all the time so that was a good excuse for not seeing me but now thereā€™s no excuse youā€™re just avoiding meā€
You feel like you are about to cry his emotionless face while youā€™re expressing your feelings to him and all he does is just look at you.
ā€œwell say something Wonwoo donā€™t just stare at meā€
He stands up out of his chair and moves over to his bed and takes a deep breath,
ā€œIā€™m sorry y/nā€
The apology was unexpected.
ā€œthe girl I was seeingā€¦ā€¦ she uh cheated on me so thatā€™s why sheā€™s not around anymoreā€
He puts his head down like he cannot look you in the eyes while saying this, you cannot believe she cheated on him.
ā€œWonwoo-ā€œ
He cuts you off.
ā€œPlease donā€™t feel bad, please. Thatā€™s why I didnā€™t say anything, I feel like it was my fault like I didnā€™t give her enough I didnā€™t satisfy herā€
You crouch done onto your knees in front of him so you can look him in the eyes.
ā€œWonwoo donā€™t say that youā€™re so much better than any man Iā€™ve ever met youā€™re kind, respectful, loyal, and fuck you are hot okay. So donā€™t you ever doubt yourself because any girl youā€™re with is lucky to have you she just doesnā€™t see thatā€
He looks at you his, eyes glossy. You place your hand on his cheek
ā€œyouā€™re wrong,ā€ he says a tear streaming down his cheek.
ā€œWhat?ā€
ā€œyouā€™re wrong, I wasnā€™t giving her my all when my mind was on another girlā€
You take your hands off of his face taken back.
ā€œohā€ is all you manage to say.
ā€œfuck, y/n I can explainā€
ā€œitā€™s fine you donā€™t need to you have your feelings I mean she still cheated on you thatā€™s her fault, she could have talked to you about her emotions instead of going out and fucking some guyā€¦ so um whoā€™s the girl who owns your heart.ā€
Wonwoo holds his breath you can tell heā€™s thinking hard and thinking for a while.
ā€œI- itā€™s unimportantā€
ā€œWonwoo you need to talk to me more you keep pushing me away. Weā€™ve been friends forever i know youā€™re not the most comfortable all the time with me but youā€™ve always been able to tell me if somethingā€™s wrong, thatā€™s why Iā€™m hereā€
Wonwoo stands up off the bed.
ā€œI canā€™t tell you thisā€
He tries to walk away but you grab ahold of his leg and wrap your arms and legs around his leg to hold him in place
ā€œNO!!ā€
ā€œy/n what are you doingā€
ā€œIā€™m not going to let you ignore me anymore i canā€™t we havenā€™t talked in months i wonā€™t let you get away from me I won't let you shut me out againā€
ā€œThis isnā€™t about that I'm not shutting you out i just canā€™t tell you thisā€
Wonwoo tries to get away from you grunting and struggling and dragging you while you still latched onto his leg. he tryā€™s to take your hands off of his leg but he trips and falls over you, you lay beneath him his hands on opposite sides of you, you notice how flustered he gets and heavy his breath is you look at him in the eyes looking back and forth between each eye you two are so close youā€™ve never been this close to him you can see each line on his skin. You wrap your arms around his neck and wrap your legs around his waist clinging to him like a monkey.
ā€œyouā€™re insane what are you doing?ā€
ā€œIā€™m not letting go till you tell me.
ā€œfuck.ā€
ā€œwhy is it so hard for you to open upā€ your voice is muffled since your face is pushed into his arm from clinging to him.
ā€œIā€™ll tell you if you let go I canā€™t think the way you latched onto meā€
ā€œpromise you wonā€™t run awayā€
ā€œPromiseā€
You let go and youā€™re beneath him again so you move out from under him and lean against the bed and he sits on the floor cris-crossed.
ā€œso who is she? Is it someone I know? Is that why itā€™s so hard I promise I won't tellā€
ā€œy/n youā€™re so stupidā€
ā€œwell thatā€™s rudeā€
He bites his bottom lip and just stares at you.
ā€œy/nā€¦ I like you, now please donā€™t say anything that you donā€™t mean because Iā€™m only telling you since youā€™re relentless for an answer I couldnā€™t lie, I know you donā€™t feel the same way and our friendship means so much to me trulyā€
You were shocked, this was the last thing you thought he was gonna say, but you were confused youā€™d never thought about him like that but every time he was with that girl you were jealous and it made you think. He is an amazing person and he is everything you look for in a manā€¦ so why not him?
ā€œokay but at least say something because now Iā€™m nervousā€
ā€œI donā€™t know what to say Wonwoo. I love you I do, I've just never thought about being anything more than friends, itā€™s so clichĆ© girls and guys canā€™t be friends i was always so focused on beating the stereotypes. But when you were with her I admit I was jealous. She got to see you in ways Iā€™ve never seen you, she was taking you from me. But again that could be only platonic for me. Iā€™m a little confused right now I need to think okay?ā€
You stand up and he stands up too, you give him a small hug then walk away. You go to your room to think. You stay up super late just thinking and thinking and thinking. And think some more you try and picture yourself with him what would it be like? Going on dates, holding hands, kissingā€¦ your face gets flushed just thinking about him in that way. You think about doing more things with him what it would feel like to have your bodies together warm and sweaty in dark rooms, how he would touch you how his large frame would tower over you. Turns you on just thinking about him like that. You lock your door and crawl into bed pulling down your pj shorts and underwear circling your clit, you were so wet just thinking about him you place two of your fingers into yourself imagining him hey weā€™re Wonwoos imagining his large dominant hands you let out a moan without even realizing. If just thinking about him got you off this much you were sure you liked him more than just a friend. You needed him.
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It was the last week of school before winter break and so you were both cramming for exams you didnā€™t see each other till Friday night. He was in the kitchen making ramen when you got home he noticed you and smiled.
ā€œwant some?ā€
ā€œyeah that would be great Iā€™m starvingā€
You both eat in silence the only noise being the clinking of the chopsticks against the bowels. Till you clear your throat when you are finished.
ā€œso, how were your finals?ā€
Wonwoo says breaking the silence.
ā€œstressful but I think I did wellā€
ā€œthatā€™s good i think I did okay, so um we never talked about the break do we want to go home?ā€
ā€œI was going to go down the 23rd wait a bit, what were you thinking?ā€
It was strange being able to talk to him so normally after your last talk together you wanted to tell him so bad how you felt but you were scared what if the relationship doesnā€™t last will you be able to go back to how it used to be? Youā€™re more than just friends now you live together. A breakup could ruin everything.
ā€œy/n. you look lost in thought you didnā€™t answer my questionā€
ā€œoh! Right, I was planning on going down the 21st, are you finished with your bowl?ā€
ā€œyeah I'm doneā€
You take your bowl and his and walk over to the sink to wash them the room grows awkward the sense of waiting is present you can tell he is waiting for your answer. You finished washing the bowls and put them to the side, let out a small sign and turned around to face him.
ā€œWonwoo.ā€
ā€œhmm?ā€
ā€œI didnā€™t have to think too hard about my feelings for you, they were clear that I like you, youā€™re everything Iā€™ve ever looked for in a man and more youā€™ve always been by my side but my only worry is this, how close we are right now. Youā€™re my best friend, weā€™ve gone through so much together and I would never want to ruin what we have. We live together for fuck sake.ā€
All he does is grin and walk over to you.
ā€œyou like me?ā€
ā€œdidnā€™t you hear the rest of what I said this is something we need to seriously think aboutā€
He walks closer to you and puts his hands on your waist.
ā€œIā€™ve thought about it. Many times, all the timeā€
He slowly walks you to the back of the counter hands still on your waist. Youā€™re heart is pounding his eyes are stern not his usual soft doe eyes theyā€™re cat-like and focused youā€™ve never seen him like this, it was so hot.
ā€œWonwoo,ā€ you say in a soft voice you donā€™t even know why you said his name maybe you werenā€™t sure if this was real or not.
ā€œyeah?ā€
You donā€™t respond you can feel him getting close to you trapping your body beneath him one of his hands move from your waist onto the counter him peering down at you was so intimidating yet you felt safe.
ā€œI want you to say it again but with more meaning, tell me how you feelā€
Wonwoo was so close you could feel his breath as he spoke.
ā€œI- Wonwoo I like you a lotā€
ā€œyeah?ā€ he says with a smile then leaning in and kissing you softly and pulling away leaving you wanting more.
ā€œyou know, the night after our talk I heard this noise it was a little loud I wasnā€™t sure what it was though so I climbed down my loft and saw you were in your room when I heard the noise againā€
His hand moves to the side of your neck grazing your chin with his thumb.
ā€œdo you want to tell me what you were doing or who you were thinking about while doing it?ā€
You bite your lip and look up at him and look away flushed feeling embarrassed.
ā€œaw donā€™t be embarrassed baby Iā€™m just sad I couldnā€™t help you. All you could do was think about me when I was just outside your roomā€
He leans in and whispers.
ā€œyour moans are so pretty, I bet theyā€™re prettier when Iā€™m fucking you for real thoughā€
His voice was so deep and smooth itā€™s never like this it sounded like it was just melting. All you could do was stare at him and listen to him.
ā€œcat caught your tongue?ā€
He goes into another kiss this time more passionate and possessive his hand still on your waist and the other on your neck his tongue meets your lips asking for permission to enter, and you give it to him. Your tongues intertwining with each other both getting desperate he pulls away and you whine at the sudden stop of contact. he only stops to take off his glasses and put them on the counter beside you then lifts you onto the counter grabbing ahold of your thigh and squeezing while going back into the kiss. You place your hand beneath his shirt and a groan from the back of his throat reacts to your touch. He moves your legs to either side of him so now heā€™s fully pressed up against you. You tug on his shirt wanting him to take it off, he pulls away again and takes off his shirt. When going back into the kiss he goes to your neck this time leaving soft wet kisses down your neck then takes off your sleep shirt, since it was your sleep shirt you didnā€™t have a bra on underneath. Wonwoo places his hand on your breast and softly brushes his thumb over your hard sensitive nipple, you moan quietly from his touch.
ā€œso sensitive and we havenā€™t even gotten to the good part yetā€
Both his hands are now on your thighs he strokes them up and down while what looks like heā€™s thinking.
ā€œmy bed? Or your bed?ā€
Youā€™re still a little out of breath and you think for a moment.
ā€œmy bed is closerā€
Wonwoo smiles picks you up off the counter and throws you over his shoulder as if you weigh nothing and walks into your bedroom gets onto your bed them places you down. You start to take off your shorts when he stops you.
ā€œpatienceā€
Is all he says before leaning down on top of you and kissing you again, your fingers slide into his hair slightly pulling each time he pinches your nipple. he leaves a kiss trail down your neck onto your stomach and the waistband of your shorts. he pulls them off and spreads your legs you suddenly feel very bare. He kisses your folds then slides his index and middle finger into you, a gasp leaves your lips while he slowly pumping them in and out.
ā€œis this what I was doing when you were touching yourself thinking about me?ā€
ā€œitā€™s better-ā€œ is all you managed to get out before he picks up his pace fucking you with his fingers.
You notice the bulge in his pants while it slightly rubs against your leg while he continues to do wonders with his fingers, he slightly curls them hitting your G spot and causing you to moan orgasm
ā€œWonwoo, take off your pants. I want to feel your dick inside meā€
He pauses and grins taking his fingers out of you linking them clean and taking off his sweats along with his briefs, it was big and had girth, a drip of pre-cum on his tip, itā€™s not like you were a virgin you had a boyfriend your last two years of high school but this was different youā€™ve never wanted it this bad.
He pulls your legs closer to him and teases you, circling his tip around your hole.
ā€œso wet for me princessā€
He fully inserts himself into you as before he starts slow, one hand ahold of your leg while the other beside you keeping him up while he towers over you.
ā€œfuck, you feel so goodā€
He picks up his pace leaning over you burying his face into your neck breathing heavily groaning and curing under his breath every time you pull his hair. he goes even faster thrusting into you, and the sound of moaning, clapping, and bed squeaks filling the room, wonwoo was so desperate for you your bodyā€™s were so close they were practically molding together.
ā€œWonu,ā€ you say in between breaths ā€œIā€™m closeā€
ā€œme too princess, where do you want me to cumā€
ā€œin meā€¦.. I want you to cum in meā€
ā€œAre you sure?ā€
ā€œIā€™m on the pill, I need you to fill meā€
He smiles into your neck and bites down leaving a hickey, thrusting even faster than before a loud moan leaves your mouth as your walls clench around him cumming down his cock, he quickly cums right after you riding out his high fucking the cum right back into you. After pulling out he moves to the side of you, the room is hot and you are both sticky. You both lay on your bed panting.
ā€œyou can shower first,ā€ Wonwoo says already standing.
You get up and give him a quick kiss on the cheek before walking out of your bedroom still fully naked and into the bathroom. You could feel his eyes on you until you were completely out of his sight.
The bathroom quickly steams up from the hot water and you hop in and start rinsing off your body, your eyes were closed you didnā€™t even notice the presence behind you until you felt soapy hands down your back. You jump at first and quickly turn around to face him.
ā€œoh my god Wonwoo you scared meā€
After the fear leaves you realize that Wonwoo is in the shower with you Wonwoo is in the shower with youā€¦
ā€œI didnā€™t mean to scare you, but I wasnā€™t quite done with you yet. Iā€™ve waited so long for this Iā€™m not waisting a secondā€
He grabs your chin and pulls you into a kiss this was rougher and more intense he was hungry for you, humming into the kiss, your bodies pressed together and you feel his cock harden and pull away for a moment. Licking your lips you kiss his neck, putting your hands on his hips and walking him to the wall of the shower, you slick your hair back with the water before getting onto your knees in front of him. Kitten licking his tip before pulling your mouth over it you only take a third of him in sucking on his tip and stroking the rest with your hands.
ā€œfuck y/n, youā€™re so hotā€
His comment made you want to please him even more so you take in more of him a little over half bobbing your head slightly sucking, causing him to groan and tilt his head back. So you take even more taking in all of him his tip hits the back of your throat causing you to gag, which causes him to groan even louder and grab your hair.
ā€œJesus fucking Christ y/n if you keep up with that Iā€™m already gonna cumā€
And so you do. Taking his full length down your throat, wonwoo holds the back of your hair slightly for support, his head is now fully tilted back against the shower wall you can tell heā€™s close so you pick up your pace a little bobbing up and down his cock.
ā€œIā€™m gonna cumā€ Wonwoo says basically out of breath.
You go back to the third of it being in your mouth and jerk off his high with your hands while his seed spills into your mouth and down your throat. After taking his cock out of your mouth you stick out your tongue to show him that you swallowed, then you stand up keeping eye contact while licking your lips and the corners of your mouth making sure not to miss a single drop of him. You give him a small smile and go back to washing your body and hair while heā€™s still slightly leaning against the wall panting. He watches you finish showering and step out blowing him a kiss before leaving the bathroom, Wonwoo then finishes up his shower.
Once he finishes up and is all dressed he finds you lying on your stomach in bed on your phone. He jumps in and lays beside you.
ā€œYou changed the sheetsā€
ā€œI had toā€¦ā€
Wonwoo leans in and kisses you on the cheek.
ā€œCan I sleep in your bed tonight?ā€ Wonwoo says wrapping his arms around you.
ā€œIf you turn off the lights I'm too lazyā€
Wonwoo quickly jumps up, turns off the lights and snuggles under the covers.
ā€œWe should go down the 23rd,ā€ you say getting beneath the covers.
ā€œI fully one hundred percent agree,ā€ Wonwoo says hugging you tightly.
ā€œGoodnight Wonwoo.ā€
ā€œGoodnight y/nā€
ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”ā€”
Thank you so much for reading! I really enjoyed writing this and out a lot of time into it so I hope you enjoy šŸ’Ÿ
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specific-dreamer Ā· 3 days ago
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something something darry slaps pony, pony runs out, thereā€™s a stillness in the house, soda doesnā€™t even look at darry when he runs after pony, darry goes to his room and packs his bag.
hes got ten bucks in his wallet that he hadnā€™t gotten the chance to add to the rainy day jar in his closet yet. the jar has about twenty bucks; heā€™s been adding to that jar since his parents first gave him an allowance. the selfish part of him wants to take it with him but heā€™s already being selfish keeping the entirety of the ten dollars, the boys would need that more than he would, the least he can do is leave the jar for them.
heā€™s wiping back tears by the time he gets in the car. he doesnā€™t remember writing it but heā€™d left a note apologizing to pony, he probably shouldā€™ve said more but he didnā€™t know what else to write. unconsciously he then the headlights off and slows down ever so slightly when he passes by the lot. squinting he can make out soda crouched next to two other figures sitting on the ground. that gives him peace of mind at least ā€” nothing bad happened to pony before soda could get there. so long as they have each other theyā€™ll be fine, they donā€™t really need him. even though the thought makes him want to cry more, it makes him feel a little bit more confidant as he presses the gas pedal harder and turns his lights back on.
heā€™s not real focused on where heā€™s going but before he knows it heā€™s standing face to face with paul holden and tears are still streaming down his face. heā€™s not sure why he came here; he and paul havenā€™t spoken in a good while. all the same he find himself taking a shuddering breath as he says ā€œdo you want to go?ā€
paul looks exhausted like darry just woke him up but, under the glow of the moon as paul looks him up and down (checking for invisible injuries) he looks caring almost like heā€™s concerned about darry. ā€œgo where?ā€
ā€œout,ā€ he chokes back a sob and shrugs. ā€œof town?ā€
thereā€™s a long silence and darry thinks he may pass out any minute now if hes not moving. he knows he must look like a crazy person with the way he canā€™t seem to catch his breath real well and he keeps looking over his shoulder like heā€™s scared someoneā€™s gonna come and drag him back home. to that house where he hit his baby brother. he knows itā€™s not fair to blame the house but darry doesnā€™t ever want to go back there again.
he looks to the ground and wipes at his face trying to force the tears to stop rolling. ā€œi messed up real bad paul. i canā€™t- i canā€™t stay.ā€
when darry looks back at paul heā€™s slowly shaking his head before counteracting himself. ā€œyeah, alright, dar. let me go pack my bag first come on in.ā€ with a nod the door closes behind darry as he follows paul up the stairs.
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whoops-all-jennas Ā· 3 days ago
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Past Lives pt. 8
Wednesday x witch!reader
"I've got this strangest feeling."
"This isn't our first time around."
Summary: During parents day you take the opportunity to do some investigating
a/n: Y/m/n means your mother's name
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The light of day finds it way through my eyelids. I find myself waking up on Wednesday's reading chair with my arms wrapped around my knees. Deep eye bags found their way under my eyes.
It's been a week since Eugene has been hospitalized. He's in stable condition, but still unconscious.
I've been having difficulty sleeping. Whenever I try to all I see is Eugene's body laying in the leaves, blood pouring out of him, and staining the ground beneath him. I remember his wounds vividly. The three slashes will likely be permanent scars on his body.
Most of my nights I'd give up on sleeping in my bed after a couple hours. I would find my way towards Wednesday's reading chair instead, finding comfort in her scent latched onto it.
I get up to try to face the day. This weekend is the parent weekend or whatever it's called. It doesn't change that I'm not looking forward to it either way.
I head to my section of the room, about to find some clothes until Wednesday bursts into the room.
She walks with purpose towards me, a hardcover book in hand with a finger in-between the closed pages to keep the page.
"Y/n, I need you to learn a spell." She stops when she gets a few feet away from me. I turn to her and immediately there's a spec of worry in her eyes.
"You need to sleep Y/n. You look more dead than me, and not the good kind." Wednesday looks at my tired eyes with her stoic yet soft ones.
"I would sleep if I could." I state honestly, looking to the side.
Wednesday pauses for a moment, unsure what her next set of words should be. "So the spell I'd like you to learn."
Wednesday gets closer, I notice the cover is an aged book on curses. She opens the book to the page that she was using her finger as a bookmark to. There is bold text on the top of the page.
Death Curse
"Wednesday, I-" I start to speak with my eyes widening, unsure how to react to her proposition.
"The next time we see that monster, it's dead." Wednesday leans in speaking quietly, malice in her voice. "It will pay for what it did to Eugene."
It is clear that this attack has made it personal. I've never seen Wednesday this fueled with hate before.
"How'd you even get this? This curse has been outlawed in the magic community for decades." I state as Wednesday forces the book into my hands. I guess it wasn't ever a request, more so a demand.
"My grandmother is a witch. I requested for this book to be delivered here, and she obliged." Wednesday glances to the book before meeting my eyes again. "I'm aware you may not have much time this weekend due to the obscenity of this forced gathering, but try to learn it when you can."
I shake my head. "I'll have time, my parents can't exactly make it." Wednesday is silent for a moment, waiting for me to elaborate. "They're in prison."
"Why?"
"You know how my hair's actual color is white?" Wednesday nods, looking at my currently white hair as I haven't changed the color yet.
"It's the effects of some sort of ritual that is done on babies before they're born, but it was outlawed in the 1940s. My parents hid my actual hair color for years until one day I hit my head in PE last year of middle school. I went unconscious and the spell faded, revealing the my hairs true color. My parents denied all allegations of course, but there's not much you can do when the evidence is standing here." I gesture over myself with my hands.
Wednesday looks to the side before meeting my gaze again.
"What are the other effects of this ritual?" Wednesday asks, she has this look as if she's memorizing every detail of the story.
I shrug. "No one will tell me. I even looked online and couldn't find anything about it."
Wednesday is silent for another moment before heading to her side of the room.
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I find myself leaning against the railing of the second floor balcony over the quad, studying the book Wednesday gave me.
I look over the book for a moment to see Wednesday with her family. It's been a week since we've investigated, and I'm craving any sort of new lead.
I look up from the ground beneath me to meet Xavier's glance at the other side of the balcony.
An idea clicks in my head for at least something to investigate. Didn't he say my parents use to be Nightshade members? Our relationship is a bit strained after the dance, so I guess I'll have to do my own digging.
I head down the stairs, walking by the quad till I turn down the empty hallway containing the Edgar Allen Poe statue. I put my hand up preparing to snap.
"What are you doing?" I hear Bianca's voice behind me, causing me to turn around.
Our eyes meet. I take a second to decide my next words. "I'm trying to find more information about my parents. I remember Xavier saying something about how they're Nightshade legacy."
"You're not a Nightshade, As the president I can't let you down there." Bianca states flatly, as if she's reading the rules in front of me.
I stare at the ground for a moment, deciding my next move. "Make me a Nightshade then."
Bianca raises her eyebrows. "You're joking right?"
I raise my eyes from the floor to meet Bianca's as she sighs, a deafening silence between us. "If you can make Xavier seeth with jealousy longer, then I'll make you an honorary member."
"Deal." I state without hesitation.
"And that means you can only go into the Nightshade Library if you're with another Nightshade understand? I'm not afraid to revoke your status." Bianca states, emphasizing the word if.
I turn around and snap twice, causing the statue to move backwards.
"Where do you think you're going?" Bianca takes a few steps closer to close the distance between us.
"Waiting for you to follow me." I state before descending the staircase.
Bianca sighs. "I can't believe I'm letting her do this." She utters to herself quietly.
After we finish the descent, I try to find either my mom or dad's Nightshade Journal amongst the many on the shelves. "How did Xavier know my parents were in the Nightshades?" I ask, my finger hovering over the spines of the books.
"They were kinda well known in the Nightshades." Bianca approaches, also inspecting the shelves. "They stole an important book of something."
I glance at the Bianca before focusing my eyes back on the shelf. "What book?"
"I'm not sure. We got bored and tried to find it one day, but na-da. All we know is it's hidden in the library somewhere."
I find a book with my last name on it. I pull it off the shelf, taking it to a nearby desk. Bianca is leaning over my shoulder as I skim the pages. I stop on a page of an illustration of book with a black cover with white text reading 'Codex UmbrarĆ¼m'.
"This is the book Wednesday and I were trying to find at Pilgrim World." I state mostly to myself.
I start to skim through the passages of the page.
10/04/90
Y/m/n and I have decided that, against the will of the other Nightshades, to sneak into the Gates Mansion and take back the book that rightfully belongs to the outcasts. Especially back to the Addams family.
We were caught by Garrett as we were leaving, but we managed to escape back to the Nightshades Library to hide the book before any legal actions could be taken place.
Y/m/n and I were put into custody for the breaking and entering of The Gates residence. But without any evidence of a break in, the trial didn't last long.
On the bottom of the page there is a thumbprint in ink with text next to it.
Whoops! guess the ink takes awhile to dry. I swear it must've been four hours since we got our prints taken. The police didn't like us much. They locked us up in the third cell and kept pushing our buttons.
The finger print was more of a dark red rather than the black of usual fingerprint ink used.
"That doesn't make any sense." Bianca's confused voice finds my ears. "It definitely would've been dry by then."
My eyes go wide as it clicks in my head. It's a clue to the book's location.
I instinctively grab the journal, turning to quickly ascend back up the stairs.
"Where are you going?!" Bianca turns, her arms out to her sides.
"I'll be back in a minute, I won't be long I just need to grab something from my dorm." I say loudly before leaving the hidden library.
I'm walking the fastest I've ever had until I accidentally bump into Ms. Thornhill while turning around the corner, dropping my book at impact.
"I'm so sorry Ms. Thornhill, I should watch where I'm going." I go to pick up the book, but Ms. Thornhill beats me to it.
The page is open to the illustration of 'Codex UmbrarĆ¼m'. Ms. Thornhill glances at the page before closing the book, reading the cover before handing it to me.
"Was this your father's?" She asks with her usual smile.
I nod. "I'm sorry Ms. Thornhill I'm in a bit of a hurry."
"I'm sorry!" She motions her hand to the direction I was going.
I shortly find myself in my dorm room, I pull out a book from my bookshelf. It was a gift from my parents in middle school. The book cover has the picture of a giant fingerprint with the text. 'The Magic of Forensic Science.'
I quickly found my way back to the Nightshade's hidden library, Bianca was sitting in a chair at the bottom of the stairs. "What took so long?"
"Sorry! I accidentally bumped into Ms. Thornhill." The sound of my hurried steps fill the room.
"Blood isn't ever really gone. Outside of magic, cleaned up blood can be revealed through a spray that can have a reaction with the iron left by the blood, illuminating the stain. In magic it lasts even longer, blood leaves traces of that person's life essence on that object, basically permanently staining it. Just not able to be seen by the naked eye." I say, thinking out loud to Bianca before finally finding the page I was looking for.
"What does that have to do with this?" Bianca asks.
"The note in the journal, the finger print left was likely left in blood judging by the color."
I take a moment to read over the page of the book I brought from my dorm. I wave my wand horizontal across the air. "Luminol."
Fingerprints on multiple of the books on the shelves reveal themselves, illuminating a pale blue.
Bianca and I glance at each for a moment before quickly pulling the books off the shelves. Stacking them on the floor.
Shortly after we pull the books out, Bianca and I take a step back to look at it all.
Nothing happened.
"What now?" Bianca asks.
"There's probably something we're missing." I find my way back to the desk and open my father's journal.
I read the note over and over, searching for anything else.
I swear it must've been four hours since we got our prints taken. The police didn't like us much. They locked us up in the third cell and kept pushing our buttons.
I move away from the book, glancing around the room.
"Does that clock work?" I point to a clock fixed to the wall.
"No, it's been off forever. It also won't come off the wall so we can't even put new batteries in it. Trust me, we tried" Bianca states before I approach it. "Why?"
I start to move the hands on the clock so that it reads 4 o'clock. I look around the room expecting something to happen, a little disappointed by the lack of reaction.
"Bravo, you solved the case of the broken clock." Bianca claps sarcastically while I head back to the journal.
"Oh, haha." I start to read the note again with Bianca looming over me.
The room is mostly silent, just the lingering echos of Bianca's claps remain.
"I have an idea." Bianca states before walking towards the third bookshelf, my eyes following her movements. She pushes a circular design that's in the top middle of the third shelf, it pushes inwards followed by a clicking sound at the other side of the room.
"What was that?" I ask, curious to what she deduced.
"Third cell, pushing buttons." Bianca walks past me towards the clicking noise.
We both walk towards a painting of a former member named Ignatius Itt, it is now acting as a door as it's slightly off the wall. I open the small door to find a safe on the other side of the wall.
"You gotta be kidding me." Bianca states. "All that work for a locked safe that we probably won't ever find the code to?"
I pull out my wand, pointing it at the safe before making a circular motion with my wrist. "Alohamora."
The sound of gears shifting fill the room before the safe pops open.
"That works too I guess." Bianca states, glancing at me before I open the safe.
On the other side is the dark covered book we were looking for, but what I didn't expect to also find is an aged brown journal.
I grab both books. "Can I take these out of the library?" I need to show these to Wednesday."
"Only if I'm with you every step outside of the library you have it." Bianca states firmly.
I hold the books close to my chest before heading towards the exit.
While we were ascending the stairs, we heard the scratching of concrete as the statue moved, revealing Wednesday's mother at the top. She is staring at the dark covered book in my arms.
"My my, I wasn't aware the Nightshades have been reformed."
I look to Bianca, expecting her to answer.
"Yes ma'am." She states as if Morticia is her superior.
She glances to me, analyzing my face. "You look familiar." I feel intimidated under her gaze.
"You saw me whenever Wednesday first transferred. I'm her roommate Y/n Y/l/n." I state, trying to conceal the slight intimidation I feel.
"You wouldn't happen to be the daughter of y/m/n and y/f/n would you?" She asks, starting to descend the stairs. The distance between us closing.
I nod, causing her to smile. "I haven't seen you since you were conceived, I use to be close friends with your parents you see. We lost contact shortly after your birth."
I find myself feeling more comfortable as she continues to speak. "Are you parents going to be here for the weekend?" She asks
I shake my head. "They couldn't make it." I wasn't exactly lying, but I wasn't telling the whole truth either.
"That's a shame, it would've been lovely to speak to them again." There's a hint of disappointment in her voice.
It's silent for a moment. "We should probably get going." Bianca interrupts the silence before continuing to leave.
Morticia continues her descend while we pass her.
"Mrs. Addams." I turn around, now looking down on her from an upper step. "Do you know where Wednesday is?"
She stops for a moment. "I haven't the foggiest idea, Sorry." She continues her descend, never looking back.
We both quickly leave, the volume of the voices of people increase as we walk out into the quad. I scan the quad in search for Wednesday. I see Enid and decide to approach her instead, holding the books with both my arms close to my chest protectively.
"Hey Enid, have you seen Wednesday?" I ask with Bianca following behind me.
"You don't know?" She looks between Bianca and I confused. I don't know if she's confused because of the question or the pairing.
"Her father was arrested earlier today by Sheriff Galpin."
My eyes go wide. "Wait what? Just suddenly?"
How was Morticia acting as if nothing was wrong?
Enid shrugs, before looking back at her family sitting at a table close by. "I don't know much about it, sorry. I have to get back to my family, I'll see ya around k?" Enid waves before turning around to head back to her family's table.
"What now? Maybe we should wait till-" Bianca is cut off.
"My darling daughter, I made it."
I can see fear in Bianca's eyes before she turns around to see her mother.
I find myself frozen in place merely by Bianca's fear.
"I'm gonna try to find Wednesday." I take the opportunity to leave. Clearly her relationship with her mother isn't good, and I don't want to be caught in the crossfire.
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I find my steps have quickened as I make my way back to Y/n, Enid, and I's dorm. I open the door, making my way to your section of the room. You stand quickly at your desk. "Wends, I looked everywhere for you where have you been?"
"I took a family outing to the local prison." I state flatly. You have a confused expression on your face, expecting to hear more. "It's not important."
I open the yearbook my mother gave to me to the page of Principal Weems as Judy Garland, turning the book so you can see it. "I believe your theory was right. It was a shape shifter pretending to be Rowan, and that shape shifter was Weems."
"Holy shit." You say under your breath.
"We're going to confront her. We need something more conclusive." I go to grab your wrist before you pull back.
"Wait, I found something too." You go into your closet, your footsteps filling the room. I wait patiently for you to return carrying a weathered leather journal and Goody's book 'Codex UmbrarĆ¼m'.
"You found it?" I state, grabbing the book from your hands. I found myself mesmerized by the cover.
"I found something interesting in the book." You state while I flip through the pages. "One of the sections has instructions to a ritual to reanimate the dead."
I look up from the book to meet your eyes as you continue to speak. "I compared the ingredients for the ritual to the murders, and it's all linking up. The surgically removed body parts, the amount of murders, all of it." You count everything you list off on your fingers
You pause for a moment, looking around as if worried someone else is in the room. "I think someone is trying to reanimate Joseph Crackstone." You whisper, your face close to mine.
I imagine the drawing of Rowan's mother made of Crackstone and I in the quad surrounded by fire.
"What else is left?" I ask, meeting your concerned gaze.
"Just one more murder, and the night of a blood moon. We're running out of time."
We hear distant voices outside drawing our attention. We both walk onto my balcony to see a phrase being burned into Nevermore's lawn, the flames illuminating the dark night.
THE MOON WILL BLEED
Part 9.
Past Lives Masterlist
a/n: hope you guys enjoyed this shorter chapter! I don't know where the idea came from, but I thought I'd experiment a bit with Bianca's and y/n's relationship this chapter :)
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lilaccatholic Ā· 2 days ago
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browsing 2026 vacations that i won't be able to afford to let God know i trust Him to get me this job <3
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sadgirlautumn Ā· 1 month ago
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Iā€™m currently very upset about the American healthcare system. Like I hope they know that they are making people actively sicker šŸ«¶
#donā€™t read the tags if you donā€™t like skin related stuff although Iā€™m not going into major detail but I felt like I should warn people an#anyway*#autumn rambles#so basically I had a regurlar cyst on my lower back which isnā€™t abnormal for me and wasnā€™t causing me any pain until like a week ago when I#say down on my bed but I did it in a way that I think made this minor cyst burst inside my skin and now itā€™s definitely infected because#the skin around it is swollen and red but my cat also recently got put down so I felt like such a burden that I didnā€™t want to tell my#parents but eventually the pain got so bad I caved and told my mom on Sunday night and today she called to try and figure out if I could go#to my primary care this week but since I havenā€™t been in three years (which I know sounds bad but I see my other two doctor every six#months PLUS I have my double infusion every month so Iā€™m fucking burnt out on seeing doctors so yeah Iā€™m not going to go to my yearly#appointment like Iā€™m supposed to because Iā€™m fucking tired of it PLUS my primary care goes through doctors like crazy and I was tired of#having to explain my life story every time I go to get a regular check up)#but anyway since itā€™s been 3 years I have to fill out a new patient form in their office before they can even let me know if they have an#appointment available this week like how fucked is that??? why canā€™t I fill it out before my appointment???#also they had the audacity to say to go to urgent care when the whole reason I called my doctors office is because my info is all there in#the system where as the urgent care people are likely going to have no access to my medical history and they wonā€™t know anything about my#chronic conditions#Iā€™m just so mad because the cyst hurts so fucking bad right now#I had to put a bandaid on it because itā€™s slightly beginning to burst and Iā€™m terrified of taking the bandaid off#Iā€™m just so torn on what I want to do#like I need to suck it up and go to urgent care but we need the car to get there and my dad has plans tomorrow night and Wednesday is#thanksgiving prep and I hate feeling like this huge burden#itā€™s the middle of the night rn so I canā€™t do anything about it and Iā€™m just sad#like I should have stopped being a baby and went after supper but the cyst didnā€™t hurt as bad then
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e77y Ā· 5 months ago
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Glad Iā€™m starting therapy so soon after moving out ā˜ļø I am already feeling the helplessness and loneliness
#vent#<- slightly? not that strongly? this is a pretty chill post like. I feel pretty chill#but also :( sad#I miss my family and friends at home#I havenā€™t really talked to my roommates#including the one whoā€™s been my friend since high school bc sheā€™s been sick (?) for the past few days#and this semester is definitely going to be A Lot#I got accepted into another choir but Iā€™m most likely not joining bc my schedule is so packed#but the main thing is#I FEEL LIKE A BABY#my parents never really made me cook or clean and I just feel kinda useless#Iā€™m just gonna have to force myself to learn which is fine#and my parents have offered to walk me through stuff over the phone when they can#but idk I just feel really immature bc like. damn I am 20 and donā€™t know how to cook Anything#Iā€™m gonna go grocery shopping either tonight or tomorrow and get some sandwich supplies and other non-cooking stuff#so we are not completely doomed lol#also I need to do laundry tomorrow.. which. I can do and have done before. but Iā€™m still gonna call my mom for guidance šŸ˜…#idk I think the main thing thatā€™s stressing me out is spending money on food vs. groceries#and trying to eat at least some protein and fruits/vegetables etc. while also not spending exorbitantly#bc I am SOOOO irrationally anxious about money. I hate hate hate spending money#so the whole idea of grocery shopping is just kind of filling me with dread šŸ„²#but I will do it bc I need to Adult at some point#I just. idk I guess most students do this and Iā€™m being whiny about it bc Iā€™m not used to it??#but it just feels like So Much to be taking five classes and doing a bunch of extracurriculars and living on my own for the first time!#like! ahhh! too much at once!#šŸ˜°šŸ˜°šŸ˜°#and I need to get an internship soon šŸ˜€ and if I donā€™t get one this semester I need to at least get a job so I can stress less about money šŸ˜€#but I always stress about money regardless šŸ˜€šŸ˜€šŸ˜€šŸ˜€šŸ˜€šŸ˜€šŸ˜€ even though I have scholarships savings etc šŸ˜€šŸ˜€ ocd things! šŸ˜ (šŸ„²)#thank god for my meds and the thought that Iā€™ll be starting therapy in the next week or two#and also my mom for being like the sweetest wver
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serizawashugenaturals Ā· 1 year ago
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why is it that every person who iā€™ve dated or had a crush on me wanted/wants children like leave me alonneeee
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jorvikzelda Ā· 5 months ago
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my mom offered me to yoink my cat from her house which i havent considered an option before due to my apartment being kind of small, which she reassured me was Probably Fine using facts i cannot argue with (mainly him being a lazy fuck), and also I donā€™t live that far off all things considered + my sister is visiting me like 2 weeks after iā€™d move him up so thereā€™s like. Solutions if it doesnt work out. And tbh the amount of thought and effort im putting into it already makes me feel like im gonna be a better cat parent than my mom
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hiveswap Ā· 1 year ago
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Being an older sister in a dysfunctional family living separately from the parent who is raising the kid is like actually being subjected to all circles of hell whenever you think about family too hard
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spotlightstudios Ā· 2 years ago
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Family is coming over w/ two young kids in tow, and when I say I'm gonna slip away asap, I mean it.
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mandylove1000 Ā· 9 months ago
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šŸ˜³ so um bc of my parents Iā€™ve actually been to multiple calls bc they are first responders and a few of them have actually been to dead bodies so I can actually answer ā€‹this in a weird way but I donā€™t have any reaction at all. like Iā€™ve seen things most people normally would never see like overdoses,self inflicted gun shots, car accidents, burns. I saw brain matter for the first time in like 2018(?) itā€™s a weird ass consistency tbh itā€™s also not the color youā€™d expect.
we still get immediately shoved out of our immersion in tv shows or films when The Girl find a dead body and immediately shrieks - we just don't find it realistic because we're pretty confident most people would gasp rather than shriek (i.e. sharp inhale rather than sharp exhale) and it also feels unnecessarily (and predictably) misogynistic too, as men encountering corpses almost never do the same on screen
also of course please do tell us if you've actually encountered a corpse unexpectedly, because tumblr is absolutely a place where some people have done this thing and we love a good anecdote
suddenly imagining "burst into song" as a potential response
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when I was a little kid at some point I got upset with my parents because I didn't have a crucifix in my bedroom and they did- I was like why do YOU get to be safe from vampires??? you're okay with me getting my blood sucked???? so we took a little trip to the catholic store but the one closest to us was run by a group of nuns that had been moved here from romania. I got a little baby pink cross and this sweet old nun was like 'aww, is this a baptism gift?' and I was like no. I need to be protected from vampires. and she immediately got SO serious and was like 'this is the best one we've got, you'll definitely be safe' and since she was literally from vampire land I was convinced she was like, van helsing. like the whole time my parents had been laughing about how cute my fear was but she literally Knew dracula and was taking my concerns seriously I held this over my parents for so long lmfao
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