#now I just don't notice it until I hear my stomach rumbling and then it's like wait. food exists

[running-in-the-dark]

hm. am I feeling like shit because that's pretty much normal at this point, or could it be because I had like one third of a meal today, nearly 12 hours ago? 🤔 no its probably just because I'm an idiot

[meltinghun]

A real gentleman ; Joseph Descamps.

summary: Joseph and Reader never got really along until something changed.

warnings: genderneutral!reader, enemies-to-lovers, idiots in love!!, Y/N mentions lol, just kiss already.

author's note: Hi! I wrote this bc I fell in love with Mixte 1963, and when I looked up for ffs, there were NONE, so I said, 'I'll take one for the team' and came up with this. Please keep in mind that I'm not a writer and english is not my first language, I'll appreciate it if you can point at any errors. <3

The chilly breeze hitted their faces, making them close their eyes momentarealy due to its force, breathing in the smell of wet soil mixed with the freshly made bread from the bakery a few houses down the road.

The day looked very promising; today they woke up a little bit earlier than usual, using the extra time to finish in advance some english homework assigned for the next week and even strarting a big upcomig proyect due to the end of the month, hearing the weatherman in the radio as a background noise, announcing that it was going to be an unusually warm day of autumn.

Everything seemed perfect, the subtle orange hue of the skyes illuminating their face as they walked and the soft rumbling of cars passing by the principal street made them feel like a character of one of those romantic movies they dearly love watching, a thought that felt reinforced when every leave they stepped on made a perfect crunch sound. A soft greeting left their lips when they walked past one of their neighbours who was heading out to work like many other people did at those hours.

It truly felt like a peaceful morning.

'You seem lost in thought. Are you daydreaming about me already?'

Until it wasn't.

They dedicated a slight scowl towards the person who dared to interrupt their peace and inhaled a big breath of air before answering.

'Not even in your greatest dreams, Descamps.' They made a condescending gesture with their hand. 'Now leave me alone, yeah? I was perfectly fine until you came with your annoying presence.'

A booming laugh abandoned his throat. 'Don't act so disinterested. I know you couldn't live without my annoying presence even if you wanted.'

Joseph Descamps. He was a classmate of theirs that took an interesting liking towards their persona, or how they liked to say, a liking towards making their life miserable.

Since the start of the year he took every possibility to annoy them out of their mind, it started with some snark remarks insulting their way of doing certain things and it slowly progressed to petty acts, such as slighty tugging their hair when passing each other, hide their belongings when they aren't looking and even blocking their path by standing in the entryways, smiling down at them while demanding a 'password' that changed every day. Just petty acts meant to be a pain in the head.

He was everything they couldn't stand: a bully with some serious narcissist tendencies who, on top of it all, loved to get a rise out of people by pushing their boundaries and provoking them in any possible way.

But even with that horrendous description, Y/N couldn't avoid that rare feeling at the bottom of their stomach whenever he was close. At first they thought that it was a reflect of how disgusted they truly felt by his persona and the gross acts he usually did, a few weeks later, that feeling was accompannied with their heartbeat increasing when they noticed that he was invading their personal space, but chalked it up as just being nervous of his tall frame hovering them like some sort of prey, that made total sense on their head. However, some days later, he did something that made them realise what they truly felt for the boy with the patch.

It started to rain towards the end of the day, exactly 15 minutes into their english class and the frustration was clearly palpable, it was so unexpected that nobody could've predicted it; what it seemed to be a passing grey cloud turned out to be a massive downpour, Y/N started to complain with their friends about how it was a shame that they chosed to use the new sweater their grandmother knitted for them and how sad it was that now it would get ruined under the relentless rain. When the class was over, they noticed how Joseph went outside the building running and disappeared behind the school gates. They thought it was really weird, but they knew better than to expect something coherent from him. Minutes passed and it seemed like the temporal was getting worse so a few people decided to just suck it up and walk under the cold rain, sighing for themselves and rapidly lamenting once more the lost of the sweater, they prepared to follow the steps of the brave mass of students when a breathless voice interrupted their movements.

'L/N, wait!' A disheveled and completely soaked Joseph made himself seen, his shout drawing attention to the both of them.

'What do you want now, Descamps? I'm already late to home, I don't need you keeping me here any longer than necessary.' They stated with a confused frown, curious as to why was he there but trying to mask it behind indifference.

A smirk made its presence on his sharp features. 'I know, but I couldn't just let you go like that under the rain, that wouldn't be so gentlemanly of me, don't you think?' From behind his back, he pulled a blue umbrella and extended it to a dumbfounded Y/N.

Was that really happening right now? Did the most annoying person they ever met just ran under the rain to bring them an umbrella? And not only that, but he somehow managed to get one with their favorite color, too. Did he just called it to be a mere gentlemanly act?

It might as well start raining cats and dogs.

They opened and closed their mouth, being left without anything to say for the first time, a half-hearthed chuckle interrumping their messy train of thought.

'I heard what you said about your sweater and how sad you would be if it got ruined.' They swore that their heart would get out of their chest for how hard it was beating. 'And I didn't want you to get heartbroken for it, so I thought that you could use one of these.'

He closed the distance that separated them by taking a few steps, reaching out for their free hand and making them hold the umbrella, the contact between their fingertips sparkling a something deep inside each other.

'I know we are supposed to not like each other, but let me be nice to you for once, please.' His eye shining with an intensity they couldn't explain. 'Don't worry, we can keep hating us tomorrow.' When he saw that they wouldn't object, he turned around and began walking outside, getting under the rain once more.

Feeling the heat creeping on their face and having found their voice, they asked out loud.

'How did you know?' His head turned around enough for them to see his face. 'How did you know that it's my favorite color?'

They knew that it could've perfectly been a mere coincidence, something insignificant that shouldn't be overly analized, but something told them that it wasn't like that. They really hoped it wasn't. And it was confirmed when he flashed them another one of his infamous smirks.

'Sometimes I listen to you more than i should.'

Since that very moment it's been really difficult to fight the involuntary smiles that made a way into their face when he unexpectedly tries to integrate them to a conversation by asking their opinion on a subject, or the feeling of warmth that invaded their chest everytime they made visual contact and let's not forget how everytime they both "accidentaly" brush hands Y/N had the extremely rare need to interlock their hands with him.

But after all, he was still Joseph Descamps, the attractive cocky idiot who is always up on some trouble that he himself seeked out.

'...-ou cold?'

They blinked repeatledly with confusion written all over their face, the taller boy smiling down at them for being able to catch them distracted.

'Huh?'

'I asked if you weren't cold.' He repeated the question slower, a soft look on his eye. 'You are shivering'.

If he didn't pointed it out, they wouldn't noticed that, in fact, they were shivering. The chilly air becoming colder than before making them lowly insult the unstable weather of the so-called "unusually warm day", having only a thin cardigan that didn't do much to help.

'It's nothing. The school's a few blocks ahead, and I can take a little bit of cold.' Grumbled under their breath, only to sneeze some moments later.

The boy snorted while shaking his head before swiftly taking off his coat and placing it on their sholders. 'You are not going to catch a cold, or at least not on my company.'

'You are being awfully nice to me lately.' In a slight moment of braveness, they blurted out the question that was tormenting their head. 'Are you flirting with me, Descamps?'

An incredulous look got settled in his face, and they regretted saying it immediately, wishing to come back on time to stop themselves and save them from the embarrassment. Did they read the signals wrong? Was he only trying to become their friend? Was he only being nice? Was he...?

'Yes! Thank you for finally noticing it, I was starting to think that you were cruelly ignoring my advances.' A beautiful and dashing smile was sent in their direction, the biggest they ever saw him smiling.

And it was because of them.

A shaky sigh left their lips accompanied by a nervous laugh, not realizing they were holding their breath, with equally shaky hands coming up their head to accommodate their hair on a jittery action.

'I... I didn't know, really. I had a slight impression, but I thought that I was imagining things.' They cleared their throat in an attempt to regain their cool and collected personality. 'So, when are you taking me on a date then?'

The slight quiver on their voice was noticed by the still very amused boy, who took mental notes on how cute they looked flustered and to try to do it again in the future when given the opportunity.

'Would you accept if I asked you to skip school with me and have a date right now? I don't think I can wait any longer.' He asked with a playful tone, typical of him.

They let out a snort. 'I would tell you that you are crazy if you think that I would do something as risky as that. But lucky for you, I'm free today, so meet me at the cinema at four o'clock.'

'Then I shall see you there.' Replied between soft laughs, not believing that this was really happening. 'Some recommendations for this poor soul?'

The open gates were a few meters ahead of them, the other students that hanged outside throwing curious and shocked looks on their direction when they noticed the much larger coat that lied on Y/N's shoulders and the flustered smiles on their faces.

'Yes, the most important thing, don't you dare being late. If I get there and I don't see you, you can even forget that we know each other.' He brought both hands up in the air in a sign of redemption. 'I'm serious about this. You'll regret it if you do.'

'I wouldn't even dare thinking about it, I'll let Magnan take my other eye before screwing my opportunity with you.'

Their eyes widened at the hidden seriousness of the statement and the simplicity with which he pronounced it, the sincerity of it all making their heart race like crazy. Slowly nodding their head while trying to gather their thoughts.

'Well, it's settled then, at fo-...'

'Four o'clock sharp, I couldn't forget even if I wanted to.' He made a pause, regaining his usual playfulness. 'Should I bring you flowers? I want to be a real gentleman with you.'

'Okay, now you are showing off that you know how to flatter someone, shut up.' Rolling their eyes with a smile, they started walking toward the gates, leaving him behind. 'And I like camellias, for your information.'

'I only wish to flatter you, nobody else!' He said loudly, making people start to whisper about the supposed swear enemies.

'You don't want to know.' Was the only thing they said, accompanied by a slight shrug of shoulders.

Trying to bite back a bigger smile they waved him off, getting closer to their friend group with each step they took, all of them looking the exchange with incredulous eyes, silently begging for an answer as to what just happened.

They never before wished that the day would end up sooner.

[wuxian-vs-wangji]

LITA Special Novel Excerpt: Sky and Pai's Phone Sex

(Requested by Anon)

This takes place several years after the end of Love in the Air, when Pai is sent on a 2 month business trip and Sky stays behind in Thailand to work on his Master's thesis.

I have a machine translation, I edited it for clarity as best I could.

"It's been like this for days!"

Sky roared, because in this state he couldn't continue his work. So, the young man got up, taking long strides towards the bedroom while also taking off his pants. As soon as he arrived at the bed, his whole body wore only an old t-shirt. Sky did not hesitate to sit against the headboard, spread his legs, and put his hands on his crotch.

The young man closed his eyes, thinking of the big man who always drove him wild when he sucked Sky's cock.

He saw a sharp face stained with sweat, dark and sexy eyes, and lips that were parted to take his sensitive part. Pai is a person who has a passion for sucking Sky even when his throat is tense and his veins bulging. P'Pai always makes him shiver, teasing with a nudge at the tip of the pinhole to flick precum into his mouth, while he raises his head and looks at Sky with a provocative smile.

'Sky, do you like being teased by me?'

"Ugh, argh."

Just as he thought of his lover, the beautiful cock was even redder. Sky was so aroused that his legs were aching.

His breathing was noticeably heavier, and his face tilted up against the headboard.

"P'Pai, ugh, do it again."

Sky let out a groan, rubbing the head of his cock with his palm, feeeling the moisture seeping out.

His other hand lowered to grasp the soft lump on both sides, lightly squeezing it and drawing out more moans.

'I just licked your cock and your hole is already twitching, you naughty boy.'

He heard the rumble of the man who would have mocked him with those eyes fixed on Sky's twitching hole.

"P'Pai, I don't know if you are aware that lately I love it when you use your tongue to eat my hole."

Prapai likes to nudge and push his tongue all the way in, then roll it until Sky squirms along with his movement.

"P'Pai, eat my hole. I want you to eat my hole."

Now, the words alone aren't enough. Sky could feel an itching in his stomach and his hole convulsing.

He knew his body demanded to be touched. Prapai often penetrated all the way in, pulling almost entirely out before thrusting in again. Sky loved it when P'Pai glided his hips to find his sensitive spot. Loved how P'Pai would repeatedly rub him there until he almost broke, then relentlessly provoke Sky again.

"Not enough."

The more he imagined his lover, the harder Sky bit his lip as he looked at his own sticky hand. But just jerking his cock was not enough. He turned to open the drawer and grabbed the sweet-smelling lubricating gel.

P'Pai also liked this gel. He said that when he licked Sky's hole it smelled good.

"Again, you're thinking of P'Pai," Sky told himself as he squeezed the gel into his palm, rubbed it until it was warm, and turned to crawl on his knees so that he could play with his back side.

But then, as his finger was about to go in-

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

The phone that was placed at the head of the bed rang.

Sky could have ignored it, but it was a ringtone he had specifically set for a special person.

"(huff)... (huff) P'Pai..."

Sky didn't care if the gel smudged on the screen because he quickly grabbed the phone and set it to speaker, wanting to hear the big man's voice like crazy. He wasn't embarrassed at all to let out a heavy gasp.

[Sky, what are you doing? Why does your voice sound like that?]

He missed him like crazy.

Slip!

"Uugh!"

As Pai's anxious voice filled his ears, Sky didn't hesitate to slip his long, wet finger into the cramped hole. It was only tight at first because he hadn't done anything to it in days. But once past the knuckle, he pushed it in to the full length, followed by a rumbling groan in his throat as he felt a flash of arousal.

[Sky, what are you doing?]

Prapai's voice was softer, but even more provocative.

Sky was turning red-faced. He imagined P'Pai sitting in his company office, listening to Sky moaning on the phone, afraid others would catch on what his boyfriend was doing. It made Sky push another finger into the hole in the back.

"I was... thinking about you... and (huff)... (huff) fingering myself."

[... ... ...]

P'Pai was silent, but crazy as it was, that only turned Sky on even more.

[Give me three minutes.]

"No, I can't take it anymore... ah..." Although the person at the end of the line let out a frighteningly low growl, Sky refused.

He leaned one hand against the bed, thrusting his hips against the fingers that were inserted into his body. As he moved his hand faster and faster, he gasped heavily and pictured Pai's grim face, jaw clenched with desire, and let out a loud moan.

"I want your cock so bad P'Pai. I want your big cock."

[Damn it!]

Prapai hung up the call, but Sky couldn't stop himself.

Sky threw his upper half onto the bed until his cheeks touched the sheets, resting his knees against the mattress and raising his butt as he managed to reach another inch further into his wet hole.

He felt a little full, but it wasn't close to the sweet, scorching sensation he felt when Pai moved inside of him. Sky was always stretched around him so tightly that he couldn't even think. But it wasn't painful, just a sign to Pai to move quickly so that his huge stick rubbed across Sky's insides until that initial stinging turned to pleasure.

"Ah, ah, P'Pai, I want more, I want more."

Swerp, swerp, swerp.

Sky moved his hand faster, pulled it out, and slammed in again. Why didn't it feel as good as whenever he begged to be fucked by P'Pai?

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

The phone rang again until Sky's watery eyes turned to look. He found that his lover was not calling normally, but asking for a video call, which Sky did not even hesitate to answer.

[(huff) ... (huff) Sky, I told you to wait for me.]

The picture on the screen showed a man covered in sweat. The background was of a hotel bedroom. Just as the big hand was pulling apart the elegant tie at his throat, his dark eyebrows furrowed. Pai's eyes narrowed, and Sky could see his throat tighten until his veins bulged.

P'Pai was turned on too.

[Sky, did you know that I got out of the taxi and ran back to the hotel?!]

He didn't know, because his eyes were looking only at that dark, stern face.

"P'Pai.... ugh... I need you, my fingers can't reach... ah!"

He didn't want to talk about how his lover got back to the hotel, because at this moment his mood was all over the place.

He didn't know why at first, but when he saw Pai's sweaty face taking a step towards the phone, Sky imagined Pai was in the room with him. His body twitched. Sky's hips accidentally swayed.

[Where are you touching? Let me see.]

P'Pai tried to calm down. He sat on the foot of the bed, his sharp eyes staring back towards Sky's hole.

That imagining led Sky to squat over the phone screen, knees spread wide, so the camera could capture the cute part with his fingers disappearing inside.

He heard the sound of Pai groaning, followed by the unbuckling of his belt.

[I want to lick my wife's hole so bad.]

"Ugh... P'Pai..."

He felt a flash at his lover's words. Still squatting, Sky pushed his phone even further beneath his body so that Pai could see more clearly the cramped hole that devoured his fingers.

Sky closed his eyes. In his mind, he imagined the soft tongue that flicked around his crack. The sharp teeth biting the white cheeks, leaving a red mark; before the soft tongue pushed deep inside.

[Yes, just like that honey, please show me.]

Normally Sky would refuse, but instead he pried apart two fingers, opening a narrow channel for Pai to see inside his hole.

"Oh it's wide, it's so wide, P'Pai."

[Sky, you have to slowly pull out and smash in hard. Ah, honey, I really want to lick it.]

He did as Pai told him by pulling his fingers almost out, then slamming them in so hard that he could hear the sharp sound of flesh hitting flesh. A tingling sensation shot through his body, striking from head to toe. Sky's upper body once again pressed against the soft bed, revealing more of his naked body for his lover to see.

And this move made him glimpse on the screen, P'Pai himself was pulling out the big cock he wanted so badly.

"Yeah, I... want P'Pai to fuck my mouth, ah!"

He wanted to lick P'Pai, wanted to suck him so hard that the force surprised P'Pai. Wanted P'Pai to grab the back of his head, and push it in until his cock was deep in Sky's throat.

[Good boy Sky... Play with your nipples.]

The one who listened pushed his t-shirt up higher so that his lover could see his chest. He rubbed his gel-stained hands back and forth until his nipples were hard, then circled the base, alternating with gentle pinches.

[So good... ah... If I was there, I would fuck you to death!]

P'Pai stared at the screen hard, and Sky knew that his boyfriend wasn't lying.

The expression on P'Pai's face was that of someone who couldn't control themselves... Probably the same expression Sky wore too.

Fip, fip, fip!

"Yeah, fuck, so good... P'Pai, fuck me. Fuck me hard. I want you to fuck me."

Sky thrust against the bedsheet. One white hand slammed into his hole in the back in an embarrassing and lewd stroke while the other twisted and pinched his nipples. His hips swayed in the air, his mouth groaning his pleasure with all shyness gone.

[I'm fucking you baby (huff)...(huff) hit harder, just like when I fuck you Sky.... yes!]

He loved the sound of P'Pai panting. It was loud, raspy, and heartbreakingly sexy.

As he thought of Pai, the feeling of Pai's cock taking the place of his hand grew stronger. Sky's sensitive front part was soaked with precum and dripping onto the bed. From the corner of his eyes, Sky looked to the screen and saw his lover tugging at himself.

"Oh come on, P'Pai. Harder, ah! It tingles!"

[You want me to fuck you harder than this?]

"Fuck me, P'Pai... harder."

[Damn it, I want to cum in your mouth so bad...]

Sky moved to face the screen, his lips parted, his bright tongue sticking out to accept Pai's cock.

[Go ahead.]

Mmmmhpf!

Sky's beautiful eyes looked at the big palm that moved so fast. He had to match Pai's hand and follow the rhythm with his own as if they were really having sex. Sky's lips opened as if preparing for the cum to shoot in his mouth and across his face, and felt like P'Pai was about to cum on him for real.

"Aaaaaaaa!"

Sky twitched, his hand on the bed clawed at the mattress, his hips arched with pleasure as he slammed in with all his might and came- every drop of which splashed across the phone screen.

Sky collapsed onto the bed. He could still hear Pai's gasping until he picked up the phone and held it in front of his face, slipping his gel stained hand into his mouth.

"P'Pai (huff)... (huff) Let me lick... let me lick..."

Many times, when Pai came in his ass he loved to pull out his cum-streaked cock and place it against Sky's lips while commanding in his deep voice, "Clean me."

And with Sky's words...

[Ughhh, mmm!]

The big man unleashed his desire unti lit burst into a string.

Spurt!

Sky knew it would be much better if the cum went into his mouth.

"(huff)... (huff)... (huff)."

He pictured Pai laying on the bed, gasping for breath. When the growing arousal subsided, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at the lover who was similarly afflicted with lust, until Sky smiled faintly.

"So good, P'Pai..."

[Excellent.]

Prapai replied with a smile, then the big man turned to take a tissue and wipe his hands. An ordinary action that Sky had seen countless times, but it made him miss Pai even more.

If P'Pai was there, he would wipe Sky too.

"P'Pai..."

[What's up? Do you want to continue?]

"I miss you so much."

The person at the other end of the line froze before smiling. The tall man moved to lean on the bed, picking up his phone to meet Sky's eyes.

[I miss you too Sky, like crazy.]

Just a few words made him feel so good that his heart almost exploded.

--- --- ---

They talk about being apart for a while, then--

--- --- ---

[Talk like this when I get back to Thailand.]

The good humored Pai couldn't help but tease. The more he saw Sky blush with embarrasment, the more he wanted to tease, and that made Sky give in.

"Okay. I'll lick the cum off your cock. You'll tease me, and I'll do it. I'll beg you to fuck me until you get bored, but..." Sky smiled, "Come back to me soon."

And that made Prapai wish he could speed up time and get back to Thailand.

[I'll be back soon... but first-]

"?"

[Sky, wipe your screen. Seeing you through that cum stained camera is making me so hard.]

[sinon36]

Simon Riley x biker!reader HC (neutral reader)

Warnings: short drabble written during the commute to uni, mistakes (as per usual), riding without a helmet (please wear appropriate protection when engaging in dangerous activities), bikers being hot as f..., you can't change my mind

Enjoy

- you cut him in traffic one day, he has to press hard on the brakes to avoid you, a stream of curses leaving his covered mouth

- he gives chace after you, in a moment of unexepected road rage, so rare to see such raw display of emotion from the mountain of a man

- he catches up to you at a gas station

- he comes toward you with full intent on ripping you a new one

- you take your helmet off and tilt your pretty head in amusement

- he loses it on you

- you just laugh in his face 'bloody right I did. You drive like an old lady'

- he's stunned, never had he get this kind of reaction from anyone, except his colleagues in 141, who are like brothers to him

- he knows he's intimidating

- he knows he could twist your pretty neck right there and there

- but your stance is countering all his desire for violence

- your hands rest on your hips, head tilted, weight rested on one foot, as if to say 'you done?'

- he gets silent, panting with annoyance and adrenaline from earlier

- you huff a laugh and leave him there as you walk inside to pay and buy a snack

- when you return you find a small white piece of rectangular paper

- he left you his number followed by a small drawing of a skull

- you huff a small laugh the audacity

- but you take it and put it in your breast pocket and ride off

- you send him a message

- it's the emoji of a red motorcycle 🏍️

- you don't get a reply until weeks later

- it's the skull emoji 💀

- you smile at that, but don't indulge him anymore

- he has your number now, he can make a move if he wants, you're done chasing after men

- and a move he makes

- another message follows a month later

- no greeting, no sweet talk, just some coordinates and a date and time, little skull at the end

- you grin, it's on, old man

- you meet him there

- there being the most beautiful place in the British isles

- a parking lot at the curve of the road, high up on the hillside

- the city sparkles in the distance

- you seat with him at the wooden bench and table

- you talk, it's a forth an back, light banter fills the night air

- he's not putting pressure on you, he just enjoys your presence

- it's refreshing

- you depart on the promise that you'll see each other again, when he's in town

- a while passes until you meet again

- it's as unexpected as the firs time

- he's just leaving base quietly listening to his colleagues plans for the off time they got

- you're riding your bike stopping at the red light in the intersection

- your bent over position and tight leather suit catch the attention of the men

- one of them, a tall bulky Scott sporting a close-cropped mawhawk whistles in apreciation

- the engine rumble and the music in your earphones prevent you from hearing the lewd sound

- simon spots imediately, eyes shrouded in recognition, an infenetly small change that other wise anyone would overlook

- Johnny has a keen eye and a fascination with his Lt. Making him much more interested in noticing such traitorous change in the stoic man's posture

- Johnny starts commenting on the hooked stare to your form, Kyle's attention piques at that

- but the comment dies on his lips as you turn, visor pointed at the group

- and then you wave at them, at Simon, but the two sergeants don't know that

- not until the massive shadow moves toward you ignoring his companions protests, brown eyes glued to you

- the moment he gets near your bike you pat the seat behind you

- Simon barely has time to get his feet on the stands, grabbing your waist by instinct, which, due to his far taller stature makes him fold his body flush against yours, one hand on the gas rezervoir and one hand snaked around your stomach

- the light turns green and you turn the acceleration lurching you forward

- both Johnny and Kyle remain dumbfounded at the events witnessed, not quite believing the reality at this point

- they turn to look at eachother, shock plastered on their handsome faces

- 'steaming jesus' the utterance hangs in the air

- they will make their personal mission to find out more about the mysterious rider that just whisked their superior from under their noses

[keegansgurl]

Summary: The reader seeks help from her friendly and especially handsome neighbor Rodolfo when she realizes they she's being stalked.

Warnings!!! Stalking, Breaking and Entering, theft of undergarments, general 18+ themes.

You step off the bus with an exhausted sight, gaze fixed on your apartment complex, waiting for you half a block down the street. You've just gotten off a particularly grueling 48-hour shift at the ER. And exhausted doesn't even begin to cover how you feel.

You trudge down the cracked sidewalk, passing under the dim street lamps that barely work anymore. The street is void of other people since it's well past midnight. But you can't help get an uneasy feeling in the pit of your stomach as you walk. It feels like someone is watching you.

You quicken your pace and hurry toward the relative safety of your apartment complex. The complex is better-lit than the street, and there are still a couple of working cameras bolted to the top of the building. You make it to the entrance of the complex and dare a glance back toward the street behind you.

It's still just as empty as it was before. But you still can't shake that uneasy feeling you've got.

You adjust your bag on your shoulder and ascend the stairs up to your apartment on the 4th floor. You hurry up the steps at a quickened pace and breathe a sigh of relief once you reach the long hallway of your floor. The hallway is straight and lit well, leaving no places for anyone to hide. You head down the hall and are about to reach your door when you hear heavy footsteps behind you. You freeze up as the footsteps near and dare to turn your head.

"Evening, YN." A male voice sounds as you turn toward it.

Your nerves calm when you realize that it's just your neighbor, Rodolfo, greeting you. From the looks of him, he's also just coming back from work. He's in the military if you remember right. And works long shifts just like you do.

"Rodolfo. You scared me!" You laugh it off with a friendly smile.

"I did?" Rodolfo replies. "Sorry, YN." He is quick to apologize.

You laugh again at your neighbor's lack of humor. "It's fine." You assure him. "I was only joking. Goodnight, Rodolfo." You smile at him again and fish out your keys from your pocket.

"Right. Good." Rodolfo nods. "Goodnight, YN. And hey, my friends call me Rudy, remember?" He reminds you.

"Goodnight, Rudy." You correct yourself with a small laugh and head inside your apartment.

You close the door behind you and lock it. That uneasy feeling you had is gone now. But you can't help but wonder if it was Rodolfo unknowingly following you back out on the street and you just didn't notice him. Regardless, you're tired so you put your things away and head straight to bed, saving a shower for in the morning.

The next morning you wake up around 10 am and finally rinse off in the shower. You're off work for the next three days so it's time to get some stuff done around the house. And there is plenty to do. You've got laundry piling up that needs washed. A sink full of dishes that need to be cleaned. And your fridge is nearly void of any edible foods. Not to mention your apartment could use some general tidying up as well.

You decide to start with the laundry and make a list of stuff you need from the store while you're at it. You gather up all your dirty clothes and toss them into a hamper before making your way down to the laundry room in the basement of the building. People are milling around in the halls and outside now that's its day again. You pass a few neighbors on your way down to the basement and greet swap the usual friendly smiles and hellos.

Down in the basement, you toss your laundry into one of the larger machines and then get to work on your grocery list. The washing machine rumbles to life as you sit on a bench off to the side of the room and begin silently meal planning for the week. With the machine being so loud you don't hear someone coming down the stairs. And it isn't until said person blocks the light coming from the hall and casts a shadow into the room do you look up from your list.

"Hmm? Oh, Rodolfo! Good morning." You find your neighbor once again gracing you with his presence.

"Good morning, YN." Rodolfo nods, holding a basket of laundry to his side. "You off of work today as well?" He asks you casually.

You nod and set your list aside for a moment. "Yeah, finally." You joke. "Things have been crazy down at the ER these past few weeks. So many shootings and other gang attacks." You shake your head.

Rodolfo nods knowingly and walks over to one of the vacant machines. "Crime rates have never been higher in Las Almas." He shakes his head as well. "Damn Narcos. We just can't seem to get rid of them." He grumbles to himself.

"I'm sure that you and the rest of your Los Vaqueros buddies are doing their best." You reply with an assuring smile.

Rodolfo turns back around to face you at the mention of Los Vaqueros. He quirks an eyebrow at you. "Where did you hear about Los Vaqueros?" He asks you. "I thought it was only the military community that was in on that joke."

"Oh, the ladies on the non-emergency floor love to talk about the rough and tough cowboys always coming in for minor injuries and checks." You giggle. "They love bragging about all the eye candy that comes through their floor every week."

The washing machine housing your clothes rumbles to a stop so you saunter over to it and toss them all back into the basket. You take the basket and walk it over to the tower of dryers a few feet away and toss them back into the machine.

"You work on the ER floor, right?" Rodolfo asks you.

"Mhm. In 48-hour shifts usually." You nod and start the dryer. "Why do you ask?"

Rodolfo shrugs and leans on the washing machine he's using. "Did anyone get off the bus with you last night?" He asks you. "I don't want to sound alarming. But there was some guy lurking out by your stop looking really shady last night when I passed by it." He explains.

Your eyes widen in surprise. Was someone following you last night?

"No. I was the only one that got off at that stop." You shake your head. "I didn't see anyone when I got off either." You add, now visibly a bit freaked out.

Rodolfo notices the uneasy look on your face and walks over to you. "Hey. I'm sure it was nothing, right? Probably just someone waiting for the bus to come back around." He attempts to ease your worry.

"Yeah, probably." You agree.

Rodolfo changes the subject to soccer to ease the tension in the room. The two of you chat for a bit until your dryer finishes its cycle. You gather up your clean clothes and bid goodbye to Rodolfo.

"Well. Thanks for the chat, Rudy. I'll catch you later." You smile at him before heading up the stairs back to your apartment.

"Yeah, see you later, YN. Have a good day." Rodolfo waves to you as you walk off.

You head up back to your apartment and put your clothes away. Once everything is put away you grab your purse and head off to wait for the bus.

Outside, the sun is high in the sky and beating down in waves of heat. People of all sorts are out and about in the neighborhood as you walk down the sidewalk to the ruddy bus stop sign down the block. The worn out sign is accompanied by a rusty bench. A little old woman is sitting on said bench when you approach the stop. You offer her a smile and fetch a book to read from your bag while you wait for the bus to arrive.

You get a few pages into your book when that same uneasy feeling from last next suddenly overtakes you. You cautiously peer over the top of your book and scan the area. At first, no one around you raises any red flags. But when you glance across the street, your eyes land on a strangely familiar man leaning against the alleyway entrance across the way. He's wearing sunglasses and a torn-up baseball cap, so you can't make out his face. But you swear you've seen him before. And you may not be able to see where his eyes are looking behind those mirrored sunglasses. But you get the uneasy feeling that it's you he's staring at.

Thankfully, the bus comes around the corner and pulls in front of the stop. You put your book back in its bag and help the little old lady next to you up the steps up into the bus. After she's settled, you find an empty seat and settle down for the ride. You go back to reading your book, thankful that the man from across the street didn't make any motion to get on the bus with you.

You pick up everything you need at the market and catch the bus back to your neighborhood. The trip goes off without any other problems and you are relieved to find the creepy man from before gone when you get back from your trip.

You head back to you apartment with your arms hauling four grocery bags up the stairs. You make it to the hallway on the 4th floor and set your bags down in front of your door so you can fish your keys out of your purse. You get your keys out of your purse and attempt to unlock the door. But there's just one problem.

The door is already unlocked.

"What the hell?" You pull your key out of the lock with a puzzled look.

Had you forgotten to lock it before you left? No. You are almost positive that you locked it. You never forget to lock the door before you leave. Especially since you're a woman living alone.

Paranoia gets the better of you and turn around to the apartment door one down from yours. You silently pray that your neighbor is home and knock sharply on the faded wooden door. You wait patiently for an answer and can hear movement from inside the apartment. A few seconds later, the door swings open to reveal quite the sight.

Rodolfo stands in front of you, clad in nothing but a pair of athletic shorts and the sweat rolling down his ridiculously toned chest. You can't help your widening eyes as you drink in the sight before you. And you suddenly find yourself at a loss for words.

"YN!" Rodolfo greets you with his usual friendly smile and wipes some sweat from his brows.

"Umm, hi, Rudy." You return your gaze to his face after another moment of shameless ogling. "Sorry to bother you." You rub your arm sheepishly.

Rodolfo shrugs, still smiling at you. "No trouble." He insists. "I was just getting a quick workout in. What's up?" He nods back inside his apartment.

"Umm, well." You bite the inside of your lip, suddenly feeling silly. "I know this might sound like I'm a bit paranoid. But I just came back to my apartment from getting groceries and found my door unlocked. And I swear that I locked it before I left." You explain the situation to Rudy whom nods.

"Huh." Rodolfo nods. "Here, come inside and let me grab a shirt real quick." He steps back and beckons you inside the doorway. "I'll take a look for you to make sure everything is fine."

You nod and step inside Rodolfo's apartment while he dissapears to unfortunialy put a shirt on. You glance around the part of the apartment that you can see from the door. It's surpisingly clean and neat for being a bachleaor pad. But then again, Rodolfo is a military man. And you can only imagine how neat and proper they like to keep things.

Rudy comes back a few seconds later now wearing a shirt and follows you out to the hallway. You step back out of the way and Roldofo takes the lead. He heads into your apartment and you reamin posted by the door while he checks the room for any intruders.

"Well, it doesnt look like anyones been in here, YN." Rodolfo comes back a few painstaking minutes later. "Does anything seem missing or out of place to you?" He asks you.

You begin walking around the room now that you know that it's safe to enter. You check around for anything miss or moved and come back to find that Rodolfo has kindly retreived your groceries from the hallway.

"Oh, thanks, Rudy." You thank him as he sets your bags down on your kitchen counter. "I don't think anything is missing. And it looks the same as it did when I left." You report to him. "Maybe I did really just forget to lock it." You sigh.

Rodolfo nods and joins you at your door. "Okay. I'm right across the hall if you need anything, YN. So don't hesitate to come get me if you have a bad feeling about something, okay?" He offers.

"Thank you, again, Rudy." You nod again. "And I'll keep that in mind."

Rodolfo places a gentle hand on your arm and flashes a reassuring smile at you before heading back to his apartment. You close and lock your door before tending to putting your groceries up.

Late into the night you are catching up on some emails and paying some bills on your laptop in your room. Some music is playing softly from the laptop and you are humming along when something catches your attention. Your bedroom door is closed but light is streaming in from the main room. Out of the corner of you eye you swear you see a shadow pass by the door and freeze up.

"What the fuck." You whisper to yourself, frozen in fear.

After a few seconds of silence you will yourself silently off your bed and over to your bedroom door. You press your ear to the door and listen as carefully as you can for any signs of someone on the other side of the door. Your breath hitches in your throat and your heart thumps in your chest as the sound of rustling carries through the door.

"Oh my god." You whisper to yourself.

In a fearful state you pick up the metal baseball bat leaned up against the wall by your door. You grip the bat in your hand tightly and brace yourself. Taking a deep breath you swing the bedroom door open and step out into the main room of your apartment. The first thing you see is your front door as it is getting pulled shut from out in the hall.

"What the fuck!" You screech and lurch forward toward the door.

You rush the door with your bat held high and ready to swing. You crash into the hallway and catch a glimpse of someone dressed in dark clothes booking it down the hall to the staircase. Across the hall Rodolfo swings open his apartment door with his service pistol trained in front of him.

"YN!" Rodolfo spots you in the hallway dressed in your PJ"s and weilding a bat.

"Rodolfo!" You turn around and lower the bat, your heart still beating a million miles an hour. "He was in my fucking apartment!"

Rodolfo lowers his pistol and hurries over to your side. "What? Who? Okay, let's put this thing down before you hurt someone." He reaches a hand out and lowers the bat in your hand. "You said someone was in your apartment just now?" He looks for clarification depsite your clearly manic state.

"I was reading email in bed in my room when I heard him out in the apartment! By the time I made it out of my room he was already leaving." You explain. "I saw him booking it down the stairs." You point to the stairwell at the end of the hall.

"Okay. Go into my apartment and lock the door behind you." Rodolfo nods. "I'm gonna call a friend of mine and have a look around."

You nod and step inside Rodolfo's apartment. He shuts the door behind you and you lock it. You see the doorknob rattle indicating Rudy is making sure it's locked before he leaves.

You wander into the apartment and find a seat on Rudy's suprisingly comfortable couch. The quiet ambience of the apartment helps calm your nerves at you wait for Rudy to return.

Around 10 minutes later you hear the front door being unlocked followed by Rodolfo announcing himself to the room. "YN? It's just me! And a friend of mine." He shouts from the door.

Rodolfo finds you sitting on his couch in silence and you eye his tall friend standing right behind him. The pair walk over to you and Rodolfo sits down next to you.

"YN, this is my friend, Colonel Alejandro Vargas." Rudy introduces you to his buddy.

"It's nice to finally meet you, YN." Alejandro offers you a sympathetic smile. "Rudy here talks about you a lot." He jokes.

Rodolfo shoots his friend a look and Alejandro takes a seat in a chair oposite of the couch.

"Rudy told me that you've got a stalker?" Alejandro gets on with his questions. "Do you know who it is?" He asks you.

"No. I don't think I know him." You shake your head.

You take a minute to explain the feeling of being watched that you've been experiencing. As well as the encouters on your way home from work and then again earlier today at the bus stop. You finish up by explaining the encounter in your apartment and Alejandro jots a few things down in his notebook.

"I've got some of my men sweeping the neighborhood for anyone hanging around." Alejandro closes his notebook. "In the meantime, I'd reccomend staying somewhere other than your apartment. Do you have anywhere to stay?" He asks you.

You shake your head, unable to come up with any valid idea of where you could go. "My parents are both dead. And I don't have any sibling or other family in the area. Plus none of my friends at work are that close with me, you know?" You begin to stress yourself out.

"She can stay in her apartment." Rodolfo speaks up. "I'll stay with her until we find this guy. And we will find him, YN." He assures you.

"You don't have to do that, Rudy." You shake your head.

But Rudy won't take no for an answer. "Nonsense. It's no problem, YN. I just want you be safe." He insists.

You agree to let Rudy stay with you and the three of you head back into your apartment. You look around the place to see if anything is missing, but once again find nothing out of place. Alejandro heads out to redevous with his men out on the street while Rudy stays with you.

The two of you sit down on your couch next to eachother and sit in silence for a while. You feel more at ease with Rudy sitting next to you than you have these past few days. So you decide to take a chance while you're feeling safe and at ease.

"So, Alejandro mantioned that you talk about me a lot?" You turn toward Rudy with a playful smile.

"Ah, you caught that, huh?" Rudy chuckles and rubs the back of his neck. "I suppose it'd be useless to deny it now, huh?"

You giggle and nod. "You're not the only one that likes to gossip at work, you know?" You tease him.

"Oh?" Rudy replies.

"Oh yeah." You confirm. "The ladies on the ER floor love chatting with me about the hunky special forces guy that lives next to me." You tease him.

A playful smile cracks on Rudy's face and he bows his head with a cheeky grin. "So you think i'm hunky?" He asks you.

"Don't pretend like you didn't notice me drooling all over you earlier today when you answered your door in the middle of your workout!" You laugh.

"I might have noticed your wandering eyes, yes." Rudy grins at you. "It seems to me like we both might have been admiring one another from afar." He adds, leaning in a bit closer to you.

Your heart skips a beat as Rodolfo slowly leans in. He gives you plenty of time and space to stop him he's he's being too forward with you right now. But you don't mae any indication that you want him to stop. In reality you want the oposite. You can't think of anything right now other than finally getting a kiss from your frustrating atttractive and much to sweet for his own good neighbor.

Rodolfo closes the gap between the two of you, his hand resting gently on your leg. You hold your breath, and your eyes begin to flutter shut when suddenly the radio that Rudy set on the coffee table earlier crackles to life.

"Rudy! You there, hermano?" Alejandro's voic cracks over the mic.

Rudy stops his movement toward you and you open your eyes again with just a hint of disapointment in your eyes. "Aye, i'm here." Rudy picks up the radio.

"One of my men picked up some shady-looking guy a few blocks away attempting to get to his stashed motorcycle. We think it's your girls stalker." Alejandro explains. "I'm going to text you a photo of what we found in his backpack. You can show it to YN and ask if any of it belongs to her."

"Alright." Rudy replies and fishes his phone out of his pocket to wait for Alejandro's text.

A few seconds later Rudy's phone chimes with a text and he pulls the photo up. "Meirda." Rudy curses to himself. "I should kill this guy." He grumbles to himsself.

"Rudy?" You regonize the agitated look on Rodolfo's face. "What was in his bag? Let me see." You hold your hand out for his phone.

Rudy begrudgingly hands over his phone, and you glance down at the screen. Your stomach churns with disgust at the sight. Sitting in plain view inside the bag is around four or five pairs of your underwear. And not just some random ones either. The bastard broke into your apartment and had the audacity to steal the expensive ones that you usually reserve for dates. Or when you don't want them riding up under your scrubs on long shifts.

"Yeah, those are all mine." Your nose crinkles at the thought of what this guy was planning on doing with your panties.

You hand the phone back to Rodolfo and he deletes the photo. After the picture is gone off his phone he picks up his radio and confrms with Alejandro.

"Throw that fucker in a hole somwhere dark." Rudy seethes. "She just confirmed it. You've got the right guy, Alejandro."

"Copy that." Alejandro's voice breaks over the radio again. "I'll get him locked up and you can bring YN down in the morning to make the ID. In the meantime we'll get a name out the sleaze as well as the rest of his information." He adds.

Rudy says a quick thanks to Alejandro before signing off and switching his radio off. He sets it back down on the table and turns to you.

"Well, thats taken care of." Rudy flashes you and assuring smile. "He won't be bothering you anymore, YN. I can gurantee you that."

"I know. Thank you, Rudy. And Alejandro as well for helping out." You thank him for all his effort.

Rudy nods and rubs the back of his neck. "Well you're safe now. So I guess I'll go." He rises from your couch.

You lean forward and grab onto Rudy;s arm. He looks down at you and you flash your best doe eyes at him. "Stay?" You ask him.

"I thought you'd never ask." Rudy laughs and sits back down.

You watch eagerly as Rudy once again attempts to lean in. And this time there is no radio call to interupt him.

This time, you get your kiss. And it's even better than you've been imagining it.

[aplaceinthedark]

AU interlude: MADE BREATH and SKIN

Noah Sebastian (The Watcher of the Woods) x onbc (Taylor)

Word Count: 2.7k+

Cw: language, supernatural themes, sexy stuff: oral (oc receiving), fingering, slight monster fucking (monster, demi-deity, whatev Fuckface McGee thinks he is), pet play if you squint, unwrapped p in v (be safe, kiddos), telepathic dirty-talk, overstimulation

“I don't need to be babysat. Like they're gonna try to break into my house and kidnap me,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest.  

“Well, too bad. Like I have anything better to do than babysit you,” Noah said, shedding his leather jacket he had over his hoodie. I could hear the playful undertone in his voice, thankfully. And to be honest, I was kind of glad he was here. 

“Need help?” I commented as he pulled his hoodie up. 

“Nope,” he said, lifting it up above his head. I mainly watched just to see how he could manage to get it over the antlers that were sprouting from the sides of his head, but I would be lying if I said I didn't sneak a peek at the part of his stomach as his shirt rode up. “Jeez, do you have to keep this place like a sauna in here?”

“It's not even seventy degrees in here,” I said, trying to avoid staring too long after he managed to get the hoodie off, but I still couldn’t get over the fact that he was actually that… big under all that clothing. He was now down to just a cut-off tank, leaving all the binding sigils that ran up and down his arms and across his collarbones and shoulders on display. Honestly, combined with the muscles, it made me want to punch him. 

But still, after a while, my eyes were drawn back up to the antlers. While not as wide and impressive as the last time I saw them, they still seemed to make him seem taller and bigger than he already was. 

“My eyes are down here.”

His words snapped me out of my reverie before he flipped down onto the couch beside me. “What're we watching?” he asked. When I looked down into his eyes, with his face drawn up into a smirk, I was almost taken aback when I noticed the smattering of freckles under them. The Lost Boy Who Would Become King.

“Does it hurt?” I blurted out.

“Does what hurt?” Noah asked. 

“The antlers… when they grow out. Do they hurt?” I clarified, curiosity getting the better of me. 

He blinked. “N-no?” he replied awkwardly, like no one had bothered to ask that question of him before. “Mostly they’re just sensitive until they reach their full point. Kinda itchy, too.” His thigh bumped against mine. 

“Has anyone touched them?” I asked. 

“No, usually people are too busy screaming ‘Ah, don’t kill me’ if I get—“ I cut him off with a backhand to the chest. “What? It's true!”

“I meant like Nick and the others,” I huffed, leaning back. 

“Nah, they're not stupid enough to–” Noah said, but then stopped dead when I pressed my thumb against one of the points.

“Shit, I’m sorry, did I hurt—“ I stammered, pulling my hand away until I noticed his eyes. They seemed to pin me to where I was sitting. 

“No, you’re fine, it's just…” Noah swallowed thickly, “I didn’t expect it to feel like… that.”

“Like wha…?” I trailed off as I realized what he meant. Oh.

My hand, which was still hovering near his head, fell back down to his antlers. Curiosity getting the better of me, I traced a light line from where they met his skull up to one of the first points. He shuddered under my touch, a small moan slipping out.

“Stop that,” he gritted out.

“Stop what?” I asked. I meant for it to be an honest question, but I didn't think he took it to be like that. Especially when his hand shot up and snatched my wrist away from his head. 

“Stop teasing,” he said with a low rumble, dipping his head down to where he was eye level with me. My heart stopped when I saw how dark his eyes were. 

I felt his other hand snake around my waist, pulling me closer to him. As ironic as the comparison was, I felt like a deer caught in the headlights. “Is that why you asked about them? So you could see me like this?” he asked. I was practically on his lap at this point, my knees straddling his thighs. He dipped his head lower to nuzzle his lips against my jaw.

The movement snapped me out of my paralysis, and I finally found my voice. “Aww, is Bambi sensitive?” I cooed, reaching my free hand up to run a finger up his antlers again. He shuddered against me, breath panting and ragged, and I froze up again when I felt his dick begin to harden underneath my core.

“I said watch it,“ he growled, grabbing that hand as well. “Do you like being a tease? Touching me like that?” He pushed me onto my back, pinning my wrists to the armrest above my head. He easily was able to hold both of them with one hand, those long fingers wrapping around them as he freed a hand to roughly grab my jaw. “Touch me again, and I’ll build you up to just leave you here wet and needy.”

My eyes widened a little bit as I took in what he said. “No—“ He cut me off with a small squeeze. The little puffs of breath he let out ghosted over my ear, making me shudder in his hands. When he finally let go of my jaw, it was to only run it over the hollow of my throat and stop. He leaned down, his lips leaving light but wet kisses along my neck.

A soft whimper escaped my throat, and my legs squirmed under his. He chuckled, my only warning before he bit down on the sensitive flesh between my neck and shoulder. A sharp gasp left me, which turned into a moan when his teeth retracted to let his tongue sweep over the mark. 

“I want everyone to know what’s mine, little rabbit,” he whispered. “I want them to know that you belong to the Watcher of the Woods.”

The possessive tone he used slightly pissed me off, but as he alternated between biting and soothing at my tender skin, I could barely care. That's when I realized that despite my fogged-up brain, my mouth was close to the base of his antlers. So, between keening, I let out a breathy moan that I knew would hit them.

His reaction was instantaneous. He let out a loud moan against my wet skin, hips involuntarily shunting forward against mine. The straining in his jeans pressed against my covered core, earning a sharp inhale from me.  I didn't know how dizzier I could get. 

Noah pulled away to look me in the eyes. “Seriously, Taylor, if you want–”

“Noah, I want you, monster or not,” I panted. 

For once, Noah was stunned into silence. He hovered over me, jaw slightly dropped as he took in my words. He then brought his lips down to lock with mine in a messy, heated kiss.

There was no gentleness in this kiss, and I didn't expect any. This was a man starved. He finally let go of my wrists and trailed his hands down my chest, my waist, to my hips, then trailed them back up, under my shirt this time. 

His thumbs ran small, feather-light circles around my nipples. “No bra?” he asked, smirking against my lips.

“Never wear one,” I admitted.

“Good,” he commanded. “I wanna look at you.” He pulled away to give me space.

Somehow, I knew what he was talking about through the sex-addled white noise, and I lifted my shirt up and over my head. I flushed under his gaze that slowly raked over my body.

“I could absolutely devour you,” he admitted, leaning back down, lower this time. He ran his tongue up my sternum, up the small slope of one breast, and closed his mouth around my nipple. I keened and squirmed as he flicked the tip of his tongue over the hard peak, feeling helpless as he teased the other between his thumb and fingers.

Eventually, after both tits were given enough attention, he pulled off with a soft pop, biting into what flesh there was. He left little nips as he trailed down my tummy until he finally reached the waistband of my jeans. 

“N-Noah…” I whimpered, trying to get his attention.

“Yeah…?” His eyes flicked up to mine as I gazed down my body at him.

“Please… not here,” I pleaded.

He blinked, his dark brown eyes darkening further. “You don't want me to fuck you on the couch?” he asked.

“P-please n-no.”

Suddenly, with supernatural strength, he hitched my waist over his shoulder, pulling up and taking me with him. I let out a small yelp of surprise, but soon he was taking me back to my bedroom. My world was just an upside- down view of the back of his top and ass. If I could just manage to get my arm up, I could just–

Before I could smack anything, he roughly tossed me onto the bed. He crawled up between my legs, undoing the button and zipper of my jeans. I wriggled my hips as he pulled my jeans and underwear down in one fast motion. With a groan, and without tearing his gaze from between my legs, he carelessly tossed the garments somewhere on the floor. “Fucking hell, you've been dripping this whole time, haven't you?” he asked, leaning down.

“Noah–”

“Are you okay with this?” Noah asked. I stared at him in surprise, and he rolled his eyes. “I might be a monster, but I'm not that kind of a monster.”

“Fuck, of course Noah. Just fucking–” My tirade was cut off as he dove down like it was his last meal. My hips lifted off the bed in surprise, and he lifted my legs over his shoulders, wrapping his hands around my thighs and pulling them down against him.  

I couldn't think of anything past the feeling of his tongue flicking over and around my clit, spearing into me and then flattening as he licked long stripes up and down my arousal. All I could do was grab the top of his head, tangling my fingers in his long tresses as I tried to keep myself grounded.

“Oh, God, No… ah–” was all I could manage to get out as I shook like someone possessed. His fingers dug into my thighs, the pain of his nails pressing in only adding to the pleasure. It felt like the more I reacted to him like this, the harder he worked to make me feel good. 

I looked down at him to see that he was already intently staring at me. Somehow, his dark eyes seemed to be bright when they met mine. I felt him smirk against my lower lips, and then I heard, 

YOU TASTE SO FUCKING GOOD. 

Speaking into my head, hearing that praise, sent a bolt of pleasure through me that had me arching, releasing onto his tongue as I swore up to the ceiling. He lapped it up, not relaxing his movements one bit, and the overstimulation carried me into my second orgasm, my scream tearing through my throat. 

THERE IT IS. THAT’S IT, GIVE IT TO ME.

He slowed down, kitten-licking me through my aftershocks, and then finally pulled away, settling me back down onto my bed. “You good?” He asked, like he didn't just completely shatter me. 

Through ragged breaths that hurt my throat and my swimming vision, I nodded. Dear God, that was–

“He's not here, and by the end of tonight, I'll have you screaming my name like you worship me.” His growl sent ripples throughout my body. Noah crawled up on top of me, caging my face between his hands, and kissed me roughly. I could smell and taste myself on his lips. 

“Noah, please, I need you,” I managed to say between fervent kisses. 

“Say my name then,” he demanded. 

“Noah.”

“Louder.”

“Noah–”

“Plead louder for me.”

“Please, oh god, Noah.”

When I opened my eyes again, it was to see him shove his jeans off, but what made me gasp was the sight of his antlers, now the crown of bone that I remembered. With his hair wild and tangled from my fingers, and the tattoos spread all across his now naked body, he truly looked like the forest god he was. 

He perched over me, leaning down to kiss me hard enough to stoke the fire in my belly again, and trailed fingers up and down my still-slick center. He slowly pushed two of them into my hole, alternating between curling, scissoring, and pulling them out before repeating the cycle. I was a moaning, whimpering mess that could barely talk when I realized that he was lining himself up. 

“N-Noah, f-fuck… please,” I near sobbed. 

“Shhh, I've got you,” he said quietly, gently brushing some damp hairs off my forehead. He then slowly, tortuously, pushed in, making me cry out in pain and pleasure. 

“Ohh god, Noah, a-ah!” I said. “'s n-not gonna f-fit.”

“Yes it will,” he rasped. I was so glad that he, too, was having a rough time handling me like I was handling him. “I know you can do it.” He then pulled my legs up and hitched them around his waist, nearly folding me in half. With a few more shallow thrusts, he finally bottomed out, hitting a spot in me that turned my moans to something primal.

“There we go, good job. I told you you could do it,” he muttered, kissing the bridge of my nose. The feeling of me clenching on his cock had him groan, a sound that seemed like it came from somewhere deep inside him. “You ready?”

“Y-yes, Noah.”

His pace was steady at first, torturously slow. I rolled my hips to meet his, and his hands flew down to them to encourage the movement. “Go on… Take what you need,” he said, voice hitching at the end. I reached up to wrap my arms around his wide back, feeling the muscles flexing underneath my hands. His forehead dropped to mine, and our lips brushed together in unison.

FUCK, IT’S LIKE YOU WERE MADE FOR ME,

he said, a hand reaching up to cup my cheek, tilting my face so our lips could finally press against each others,

MY LITTLE RABBIT.

Noah, I’m gonna - I’m gonna…  I was desperately close, and his pace just kept getting hastier. I knew I was about to topple over the edge, and Noah was going to push me over with no remorse.

LET GO,

he said,

I’M RIGHT BEHIND YOU.

When I opened my eyes, I saw his big doe eyes focused on me. I couldn’t hold it anymore, and I screamed his name as my head rolled back against my pillow. I swore I nearly blacked out, or at least the edges of my vision turned black, as my vision blurred. I felt my sweat-slick skin press against his as my back arched completely off the bed.

Noah chased his own release a little bit later, thrusting into me while growling something that might’ve been words in the other tongue or just gibberish. Soon after, his hips stilled, and his body sagged onto me, the weight and warmth being welcome.

We lied there, chests heaving as we tried to catch our breath, and I found myself gently scratching at his scalp. My fingers gently brushed against the base of his antlers, and I stilled.

“You’re fine, I can’t feel anything when they’re fully grown,” Noah muttered against the skin of my neck.

“You know that, but not when they’re forming?” I asked.

“Like I said earlier, it never came up.” He chuckled airily. 

We stayed like that for a while, his body like an anxiety blanket, until my body decided I needed to get up. Noah thought otherwise as he wrapped his arms around my midsection and pulled me back against him every time I tried to leave the bed.

“Lemme up, I have to go to the bathroom and take a shower.”

“Only if I get to join you,” he said with a sly grin.

“Those things aren’t gonna fit in the shower,” I said with a momentary glance up at the antlers.

“Oh, I’ll make them fit.”

“…Gross.”

[lazyneonrabbitt]

Witch hunt

Daryl Dixon x reader

Thanks to an emotional slip-up you almost risk your home in Alexandria

🐺 🐺 🐺

Rose was born four years ago.

Alexandria was thriving and had slowly begun to accept your daughter being a part of the group.

You were pregnant with Daryl's child when you came in with the group, but when she was born it was clear she wasn't human. She had inherited Daryl's curse and was born in her shifted form that she kept for the first few months.

You had kept your personal relationships quiet until you all felt comfortable enough but when the community learned the truth about your daughter you and Daryl agreed to never speak of your relationship and pretend to just be close friends.

Carol had taken up most of the co-parenting tasks in public and making sure to pass by wherever Daryl was working repairs and enforcements so he could say Hi to his 'baby niece'.

There had been a large disagreement about wether to let you and your daughter stay, but the ones wanting you both gone lost against your support party's arguments.

Rose had been fussy all morning. She had tried to steal the leftover meat from the fridge, complained her tummy hurt and whined about her head being loud.

You made sure she ate and drank properly, asked about her head and tummy. Trying your best to get a useful answer out of her but you couldn't seem to ask the right questions.

You guessed the hurt was just a stomach bug and the loud head was something resembling your active mind when you were uncomfortable, but the last hour she had started crying and whining out loud. Her whines were close to those of a hurt animal and it scared you more than any shrieking human wail she ever let out.

Picking her up and getting her noises down to sobs and hiccups you were close to tears yourself as you got to the new lot Daryl was building on with a team.

Daryl had sensed you coming from a distance and made his way off the roof in progress to meet you down on the street.

"Yo Dixon!" A voice called from up on the structure. "Who said you could take a break yet?"

Daryl called back a quick excuse and turning his attention back to you. He had noticed both your discomfort and took Rose from your arms as you ran him through your morning.

"Dixon!" The man called again. "How about you stick to women your own age."

"Shut it! She needs help." He had no time for bullshit.

A shaky breath left your lips when you continued. "My baby's sick and I don't know what to do." Sniffling you went on and a hand reached for your arm and squeezed softly. "I don't even know how to be a good mom I don't want her to be hurt.." with his one available arm he pulled you into a half hug, still holding sniffling Rose in his other arm.

"Come on, man! Quit flirting with the girl, she won't fuck you." You could feel Daryl's quiet growl rumbling in his chest. "Besides, you shouldn't stick your dick in crazy anyways. Her and that monster kid shouldn't even be here!"

Something inside you snapped right then and there, stepping out of Daryl's embrace and facing the man on the roof.

"Go the fuck back to work and let him deal with his sick child for a moment you useless piece of walker bait!" Tears were streaming down your face as panic set in. Ugly sobs escaping your lips as Daryl stood behind you, frozen with a now again crying child in his arms.

The man stopped all of his activities and stomped down to you.

"I'm sorry, his kid? I thought your monster brat didn't have a daddy and now you're calling Dixon its father?" He was all up in your face now and you recognized him as one of the people voting the loudest to kick you and your daughter out after learning she wasn't human. “So it turns out Crazy,” he called out for everyone around to hear. “-has a thing for older men. And dogs.”

He got real close to you for this last bit. “Did he fuck you as a dog, too?”

You now stood face to face with the man and were fuming with rage. He was clearly waiting for you to talk yourself out of the slip-up you just screamed at him and in turn gaining the attention of many bystanders who heard it all too.

Instead of answering you took a deep breath in and head-butted him. You could feel his nose crack under the impact and heard it crunch before he fell to the asphalt. On your turn to leave you looked back down at him and spat to add to the humiliation. You wanted to scream and curse at the man, but a large hand stopped you and pulled you away.

"We're going home. Now." He wasn't angry with you but he also didn't want to cause more trouble than already formed and Rose kept fussing so he just wanted to go and lock his family inside the walls of his home and calm down. Someone was gonna be knocking on their door about this later anyways.

The haunting stares of all bystanders felt like burning holes in your skin the whole way back to your home.

When all three of you passed the front door Daryl took no time locking it behind him and moving over to the living room to close the curtains.

He had placed Rose on the couch so his hands were free to grab you and place you next to her.

Rose had been fussing and crying so much she had tired herself out and had fallen asleep in Daryl's arms close to home. She still stirred every once in a while, small whines leaving her and a frown on her sleeping face.

Daryl softly stroked her head as he looked her over, seeing if he could sense something from his daughter and quickly found the issue.

When he sat up you immediately swarmed him with questions.

"She aint sick. She's just changin'. Hurts real bad the first time." He kept softly caressing her as he sat himself between you two. "We can't do much except make sure she's comfortable."

You sighed at the less than good news of not being able to help her. "How do I make sure she's good? Do we build her a nest?" An arm snaked around you and you were pulled to lay in Daryl's lap. "Just feed her enough n' giver her lil' rubs like ya give me after a long workday. Helps her hurt muscles." His hand moves over to rub comforting circles on your lower back. "Yer doin' great, momma. Ya were really hot defendin' us out there an' crackin' tha guy's face open."

You scooted over and rolled onto your back to look him in the eyes. "Really? I kinda regretted making an even bigger scene.." Your not so little outburst really didn’t help your already looked down upon status in the community. Daryl’s hand moved to your cheek and he smiled down at you. “Believe me, if ya let me I’d have another kid with ya without thinkin’ twice after what ya did for us today.” You looked up at him, hoping he’d continue his sweet words. “Yer always callin’ me yer guard dog but yer the one who’s protected me in here since day one.” Your hands reached up to hook around his neck so you could kiss him properly, showing him how much his words meant to you. “You have no idea how hard it is for me to say no to that, but we really have to get through this shit first before we can even have that conversation, don’t you think?”

The argument was agreed with and quickly dropped so you could focus on the closer issue of lying to the entire community and injuring someone in the middle of the street.

When the first knock on your front door came you jumped up in panic, sending Daryl a fearful look before going to see who it was.

Rick, Carol and Deanna stood at your front door, with a group of angry residents further off on the streets, no doubt ordered to stay back by Deanna herself.

You grounded yourself with some deep breaths before unlocking the door and allowing the people in.

Carol was quick to pull you into a hug as she saw you shaking and guided you back to the living room with the other two right behind you.

Rick was quick to put a hand in front of Deanna to stop her from getting too close to Daryl and Rose, knowing although he wasn’t a threat but he could still easily snap when threatened. She shot him an offended glance but had to remind herself she was in unknown territory and the two who accompanied her were familiar with the issue at hand.

“I believe you already know why we’re here, so we can go straight to the point.” Deanna had her stern leader voice on, but Daryl could feel her uncertain energy and decided to call her out on it. “Ya aint got no point so why’re ya really here, huh? To please tha’ crowd out there?” Deanna stood there in the middle of your living room, not knowing what to say. “The people want you gone. The ones that wanted the child gone back then are back to almost rioting about this issue. Now that they learned you have been lying for so long there’s nothing I can do to stop them..” She sounded sad, like the words were forced out of her and truly they were. She knew no matter what she’d say to the angry crowd of people, they weren’t gonna listen.

“And what do you want? Just you. Not them.” Your question surprised everyone in the room and Deanna had to give it a short moment before she found the right words.

“You’re different, but no threat.” She gave you the kindest smile she could pull, but was met with your unamused look in return. “Don’t try to sweet talk me, I’m the human one here.my partner and our daughter are the ones your people are threatened by.” You stepped closer to her only to be held back by Rick so you didn’t have the option to repeat this morning’s actions. “We’ve been living by your rules since day one.” You snapped at her. “We had to fake our entire lives to make sure you would let us stay. So we wouldn’t be judged for our odd relationship. Yeah it sucks Rose was born the way she was and risked everything going to shit but if she was born human no one would have known so where the fuck is the problem?”

This time it was Rick who chimed in with some supporting words.

“She’s right. Daryl’s been part of our family ever since we met him years ago. He’s always been protective of us and never threatened to hurt anyone.” He gave his brother an apologetic look, letting him know he wished it never had to come to this. “And quite frankly I don’t think these people have a say all of this.

Deanna took an instinctive look at the covered front window, as if to read the thoughts of the people waiting for an answer outside.

She was taken off guard when Rose stirred and started crying as she woke up, kicking everyone except her in gear, dropping the entire situation and moving to tend to the child. Daryl picked her up as you were at their side in a second. Carol moved to the kitchen and called over if you had any food prepared for her, fishing it out of the fridge and heating it. Rick stood by, ready to take over anyone’s task if needed.

Deanna watched the scene in front of her, seeing a caring side of Daryl she hadn’t seen before. He sat with the child in his lap, calming her down and carefully showing you how to relieve her aches. When her cries died down to just soft sobs you accepted the bowl Carol had brought and tried to feed her. When she didn’t accept any your heart broke and it was clearly visible on your face that you were hurt by her reaction.

“Sweetie, she’ll eat when she feels good enough. You shouldn’t worry too much.” Carol’s sweet words had Daryl chuckle. “Ya can tell her tha’ till ya drop dead, I tell her she’s an amazing momma every day but she’ll still cry to me when Rose fussed about not wanting to wear a sweater in winter.” His loving smile towards you didn’t go unnoticed.

Everything seemed to be going the right way when a loud scream caught your attention and frantic banging at your door sounded through the house and for a second you feared for the lives of your family before Michonne came barging in, out of breath and yelling about walkers and a breach in the wall.

“This continues later. Walkers first.” Deanna turned to make her way outside but was stopped by Daryl.

“What section?” Michonne quickly answered and followed closely behind him. You stood in the hallway spotting his knives and crossbow left at the door. “Dee, what are you gonna do?” You called out, already having a bad feeling about his plans, but you guessed it was the only thing that would help see the people who he really was.

His winged vest was dropped at the bottom of your porch steps and his boots laid toed off in the yard. “Showin’ em the truth.” And with that he stalked his way over to the breach, through the swarm of people that hadn’t gone off to fight.

The crowd raved and howled at him to leave them be, to get out and take his offspring with him but he only ignored them as he kept moving.

With the first walker in sight he snarled and rolled his shoulders before hunching over and easily shifted into his large creature form and tearing into the lone walker that got past the defense line.

“Retreat!” Rick and michonne had caught up with him and got all the survivors to pull away and help with prep work for the wall as Daryl tore through the herd that thinned out within minutes as he drove them all to the ground and back into the hole in the wall. Glenn and Maggie had set themselves up at the front of the gate repair crew, seeing as they weren’t afraid of Daryl like this and got the hole closed up quick enough so the others could start reinforcements as the cleanup group got rid of the remains of the dead.

Daryl had shoved the last of the walkers out of the community and followed through the broken wall to thin out the large buildup that had started forming. Loud snarls, aggressive sounds of the dead and bodies dropping to the floor was all you could hear on the safe end of the wall after the initial reinforcements were placed.

Deana had shown up to assist with the aftermath, you at her side carrying Rose in your arms. “It seems your partner did an outstanding job getting rid of the dead.” Her calm observation gave you a small sense of relief as the chattering voices around you all voices different sorts of opinions. “I hope it changes their minds.” Was all you could say, trying to block out the negative thoughts of being in the middle of so many people with your daughter right now.

The crowd had dispersed after the sudden walker intrusion. The ones left behind were either cleanup crew or ones with strong negation opinions even after Daryl just helped them without thinking twice. You stayed close to Deana while you waited for Daryl to return, who after it al quieted down beyond the wall, climbed back over and back down to greet you. He trotted down the street, head held low and and steps small as he tried his best not to scare anyone off while he remained in his non human form. He had almost made it to your side when you saw someone run in from beside him and throw something. It glimmered in the sunlight and wrapped around Daryl, clinging to his fur. A loud howl sounded through the street as he dropped to the ground, pawing at the thing around him but it felt like all the strength had left his body. Pained yelps and whines left him as he shook around trying to get the thing off. You ran up to him, setting Rose down next to you and grabbing at item that appeared to be a jewelry chain. You wrapped your fingers around it and pulled it off him, but not without being knocked on your ass when the chain caught on something and he thrashed around again.

When you got it off him you took a good look at the chain. It was in fact silver jewelry chain, a bunch if them clipped together to form a makeshift lasso. With your attention so focused on the pieces of jewelry,

You hadn’t noticed Rose waddling over, wanting to go to her daddy but getting distracted by the shiny thing and grabbing onto it with both hands. The whole world around you faded away as she shrieked in pain, letting go of the chain and dropping down crying, clutching her hands to her chest. Daryl shot up and moved his head to nudge at her, now cradled in your arms. You rocked her as you apologized what felt like a million times, trying to get a look at her hands but she wouldn’t open them for you. You managed to get her arms stretched do Daryl quickly nudged his snout against her little fists and lapped at them, wringing his tongue between her fingers to lick at her palms. The good thing about her being a little kid was that she’d heal from almost any surface injuries, and him licking the wounds would help speed up the healing so she could use her hands again hopefully soon.

Daryl let out a content grumble as his daughter sniffled and looked at her hands with a funny look, squeezing them together at the tingly feeling of the burns slowly fading away. He gave her a careful lick to the cheek to wipe away her tears before laying back down exhaustion.

You turned your daughter around in your lap to get a good look at her. “Does it still hurt, sweetie?” A little shake of her head helped you calm down a little bit as the world around you slowly came back into focus. A few mothers that stood around with concerned looks on their faces and children of all ages begging to pet the big dog. One of the younger women came up to you with some sweets in her hand, looking at you before continuing. “Can she have a candy? To help with the shock.” You gave Daryl a look, who nodded yes so you did as well. Some candies wee held out for Rose to pick from, but before she could grab some you chose the lollypop for her, making sure she wouldn’t take the chocolate and thanked the lady for the kind gesture.

There was some ruckus going on behind you, voices you recognized as Rick and Maggie and some others you didn’t.

“She’s a psycho!” You heard a woman’s voice yell. Sinking back into yourself as you immediately knew you were the topic of that fight. “She broke my husband’s nose! She has a child with that.. That monster over there!” Daryl only let out a huff of air, telling you to ignore them and their annoying words.

On the other side of the street parents were trying to hold back their kids who were begging them to let them pet the cool big dog. You shared another look with Daryl who let out a chuckle and a soft nod. Waving at the parents you waved to get them to come closer with their kids. “He says they can pet him, only a little bit.” You start, raising your hand and pointing at the kids. “But. Don’t pet on his neck. He’s still hurt there.” The kids excitedly huddled around him and put their hands in his fur. “Woah!” “He’s so warm.” “Sooofft!” The children loved him and you couldn’t help but wish you had a camera right now to capture this sweet moment. One of the fathers sat down next to you in front of Daryl and apologized. Admitting he had been part of the group who voted to kick you and your daughter out those years ago but saw now he had made a mistake then, acting out of fear instead of taking the chance to really speak with you as s person.

It seemed Daryl’s act really did help to change at least some peoples’ minds. You thanked the man for his honesty and took a moment to tell the children they pet the big dog enough.

Daryl took the opportunity to sit up and immediately Rose went to climb off your lap and onto his, grabbing at his fur and nuzzling it, enjoying the softness and warmth. “Looks like her hands are fine again.” You laughed at how she tried to hide herself in her father’s fur. Daryl out a large paw around her, holding her close as you informed you were going to talk to Deana.

Taking the bundled up silver chain in your hands you moved towards the woman and inform her of the thing someone used to hurt your partner.

She took the jewelry from your hands and inspected it, informing you she would do her best to find out who did this and make sure they were punished. From behind her that same woman from before spat curses at you before being cursed out herself by Denise, who threatened to halt the medical care for her entire family if she couldn’t be more accepting of the people who had to hide away their true selves for so long. Denise was the only one not from your original group who knew about the relationship between you and Daryl, and thus also about his condition although she had never seen any of it in person. You couldn’t help but let out a laugh at Denise’s harsh comeback and loved all the support your family was getting.

More women joined your side, letting you know how brave they thought you’ve been all this time going out with your child, knowing there were people out to hurt her. And some nudging you and pointing towards Daryl, suggesting you wee brave for …other things as well. You turned beet red at the implication of you sleeping with Daryl like that, which no, you hadn’t. They all giggled along with you, chatting about how your kids should play together some time to which your face dropped again, sadly having to explain about Rose’s current issue and not feeling comfortable having her around other kids for now. You were happy to learn they all respected your decision albeit not entirely understanding it. You were a relatively young mother with a child you yourself also still had to learn a lot about.

Daryl had gotten up from his spot, making sure Rose walked with him to your group. When something grabbed at your leg you were quickly pulled from your conversation to pick up your daughter and greet Daryl with a pat on the head. “Feeling better again?” He nodded and grumbled, sitting down to close the circle and suddenly getting all kinds of stares from the ladies which had him tilt his head in confusion and stare at you. The ladies giggled again as your beet red color returned making Daryl nudge you with his nose. “They ehm.. Made some assumptions about us ..together..” Fumbling with the fabric of Rose’s shirt you stumbled over your words and Daryl quickly seemed to realize what you were getting at. He let out a content hum that had the ladies crying with laughter, patting you on the back and wishing you good luck with your boyfriend before walking off to find their own families and head back home. You looked back at Daryl who still sported a smug look and gave him a light pat to get the idea out of his head.

Rick came up to you two, informing you the people who were causing a scene earlier got taken care of. One of them also confessed to using the silver jewelry to hurt Daryl.

The realization of people being out to hurt you for real freaked you out, but the confirmation of them being taken care of made you feel a lot safer, knowing there were always people around who were on your side.

“Hey, Dee. Wanna head home? I think Rose is tired.” You glanced over at the child currently drooling over your shirt as she slept in your arms. “Besides,” a nudge with your elbow had him make a curious noise at you. “We solved our issue, so we should have that second kid talk right about now.”

Another content hum left Daryl’s throat as he happily nudged you along, leading you home with an eager tempo.

Once back home you went to put Rose to bed and fetch Daryl a new set of clothes while he shifted back into his human form. When you rounded the corner you threw his clothes at him so he could get dressed while you grabbed something to drink for you both.

Daryl had just finished dressing and pulling his hair up in a messy bun like he always did in the privacy of his own home. You set down the glasses and walked over to your boyfriend, kissing him to celebrate your victory today.

“Those burns aren’t healing well, huh?” You put your hands on his jaw, moving his head to get a better look as he shook his head. “Nah. Silver burns scar most of the time.” Your stood on your tiptoes to kiss the wounds and took his hands in yours. “Come, drink and nap. Both of us.” He accepted the drink and kindly waited for you to finish yours while he gulped his down in seconds.

The second your glass hit the table he had hauled you over his shoulder and made his way up the stairs.

“We aint nappin’ just yet, bunny.”

[nataliepruitts]

The Foreigner {Haikyuu Boys x Reader}

This is the first Haikyuu story I have ever written. I hope you'll enjoy it.

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First Day At Karasuno

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Your heart races as you look up at the sign that says Karasuno. You're once again at a different school in a different country. You sigh as you look at the building, "Here we go again. New school and new students I have to deal with."

Your grip on your bag tightens as you make your way to the school entrance. You quickly notice how everyone is staring at you as you walk through the halls. They obviously never seen a student from another country before. You try to ignore them as you look for your classroom. I still haven't fully mastered Japanese yet. You squint as you look at the signs trying to make out what they're saying. Until you hear a voice from behind...

"Do you need help?"

You turn to look at who spoke to you and see a boy with orange hair looking at you with a big smile on his face. He suddenly turns red when he sees you looking at him. "Yes, I'm looking for my class. Do you know where this room is?"

You show him the piece of paper with your classroom number on it and he looks at it. "So, you're a second year?"

"From what I understand. The schools here do things differently from the schools in the country I come from."

"Oh? What country are you from?"

"America." You watch the boy's eyes widen as they sparkle with amusement and excitement.

"THAT'S SO COOL!!"

"Not to seem rude, but could you help me find my classroom? I don't want to be late on my first day."

"Oh, yeah, sorry. Follow me, you're actually on the first year's floor so I'll show you where the second year's floor is."

"Thank you, um..."

"Hinata, Shoyo."

"L/n, Y/n, but you can just call me Y/n, I'm not used to people calling me by my last name."

"Okay."

You follow him as he leads you to the correct floor you need to be on. Once you get onto the second year's floor, Hinata sees a boy he recognizes, "Ennoshita!" You see the other boy turn and walk toward you guys. You notice the blush that appears on his cheeks when he looks at you.

"Hey, Hinata. What are you doing on this floor and who is this?"

"This is Y/n, she's new to our school and got lost looking for her classroom. She's a second year," he looks over at you. "This is Ennoshita, he's also a second year. He can help you find your classroom."

Ennoshita looks over at you, "What classroom are you in?" You show him the paper with your classroom number on it and he smiles. "That's my classroom, I can show you where it is. In fact, it seems you have all of my classes so I can show you to each one."

You smile at him as you feel relieved, "Thank you! I would really appreciate that!"

You thank Hinata with a bow, which you're still trying to get the hang of, and you follow Ennoshita to your classroom. You proceed with the first half of the day being introduced to each of your new classrooms and the students in them, with Ennoshita showing you the way to each one like he said he would. Along the way you met Kinoshita, Nishinoya, and Tanaka since some of your classes were with them as well, Kinoshita also had all the same classes as you.

You had a bit of a hard time understanding some of the stuff but the boys were always willing to help. You were surprised that they were willing to help someone that they barely knew but you were thankful that they did. You were in the last class before lunch with all four boys and you could feel your stomach rumbling. I now regret not eating all that much for breakfast, but I was too nervous about my first day to eat all that much. But now I'm really hungry.

When you hear the chime you turn to Ennoshita who is sitting right next to you. "Please tell me that's the lunch chime."

You could hear all four boys chuckle before Ennoshita replied, "Yes, that was the lunch chime. Would you like to eat with us and our friends?"

"Sure! I would love to!" You couldn't help but be thrilled that you were invited to eat lunch with some of the students, you thought you were gonna be eating lunch by yourself, feeling awkward and out of place. 

You arrived at the school about three months into the school year and they're getting ready to have their summer vacation, so you know that all the students already have their friend groups and are familiar with each other.

"Awesome! We'll walk you to the cafeteria," Tanaka says as you all leave the classroom.

The five of you make your way to the cafeteria and when you get there you see Hinata run up to you. "Y/n! Are you going to be eating with us?"

"Yes."

He cheers before leading you to the table where everyone is sitting. You see a few other boys and two girls sitting at the table. "Hey, guys, this is Y/n. She's a new student here from another country," Nishinoya announced after you guys reached the table.

"She's from America!" Hinata added and you could hear the excitement in his tone. You don't understand why he's so fascinated with the fact that you're from America, but you shrug it off.

You watch Tanaka run over to a black-haired girl and hug her as he peppers her with kisses while telling her how much he missed her. At the same time, Hinata runs over to a blonde girl and hugs her before kissing her. You smile when you see the girl's face turn completely red.

"Welcome, Y/n." You hear the voice and turn to look at the boy with silver hair who is talking to you with a sweet smile. "Please, sit down. I'm Sugawara."

"I'm Daichi. Nice to meet you."

You smile at them as you sit down, with Nishinoya sitting right next to you. The boy has been trying to stay attached to you since he met you. Everyone introduces themselves to you individually. "It's nice to meet all of you. Um, is there some sort of poly relationship stuff going on?"

Sugawara chuckles, "There is, actually. Asahi and Tanaka are both dating Kiyoko, and she also has one other boyfriend at a different school."

Daichi chimes in, "Hinata, Kageyama, Tsukishima, and Yamaguchi are all dating Yachi."

"So, having poly relationships is allowed here?"

"Yes," Suga replied.

"Well, ain't that somethin'. Are the boys dating each other too or...?"

"No, they're just good friends who decided to share the girl that they're all interested in," Sugawara replied.

"Kiyoko and Yachi agreed to it so they just went for it," Daichi added.

You ate your lunch as you talked to them some more, getting to know them. You perked up when you found out they were all part of a volleyball club. "I love volleyball! Mind if I come watch you guys practice after school?"

"Not at all," Daichi responds.

"We can even see about getting you in as another manager if you would like," Kiyoko starts speaking. "I'm currently training Yachi to be the club manager, but I'm sure it wouldn't hurt to have one more."

"That would be great! I would love that!" You said excitedly. For the first time in a long time, you felt joy and excitement, and you actually looked forward to something.

~~~~~~

Later on in the day, after school ended, the boys made their way to the gym for practice. "How are things going with Michimiya?" Sugawara asked Daichi.

Daichi's face turns red at the thought of his girlfriend, "Pretty well. We both still get a little awkward around each other but we're still making it work. You seem to like that new girl already." 

Now it was Sugawara's turn to blush, "I always heard that American girls were pretty but she's just gorgeous."

"Hey, guys. Is the gym this way?" You greet the two boys as you catch up to them. Sugawara stiffens for a second as he wonders if you heard him. But he quickly relaxed.

"Yeah. The gym is this way, you can follow us," Daichi responds as he tries not to laugh at his friend. You follow them not noticing the blush on Suga's face.

Sugawara clears his throat before speaking, "So, Y/n, what brought you to Japan?"

"Um..." What was the story I was supposed to tell? Oh, that's right... "My parents sent me here to experience what it was like to attend another school in a different country."

"You're here by yourself?" Daichi asked with sorrowful eyes. You tried your best to keep a smile on your face but the boys could tell you were trying to hide a sad expression.

"No, I'm here with my butler who's acting as my guardian. He's looking after me."

"Are you okay?" Sugawara asked you.

"Just fine. I just wish that my parents and little brother could be here to experience this with me."

"They stayed in America?" Daichi asked.

"Yeah... Pretty much." Your heart aches with each word you say, and each thought you have of them. I miss them so much.

"Here's the gym," Daichi announced and you immediately shoved all the depressing thoughts out of your head as your face lit up.

"Y/n! You came!" Hinata shouts excitedly after seeing you enter the gym.

You look over at him, "Hi, Hinata!"

Hinata gives you a big smile and you smile back. He reminds me so much of my little brother.

Nishinoya suddenly appears in front of you, "Y/n! I'm so glad you actually came!"

You giggle, "Hi, Nishinoya."

So cute! Nishinoya says to himself as he tries to keep himself from pouncing on you.

Daichi sighed when he saw that Hinata and Kageyama were still avoiding each other. "They still haven't made up yet."

"It's gonna take time. We just need to let them work things out," Sugawara told him.

"Did something happen between them?" You ask them.

"Not long ago they got into a big fight, and they haven't spoken to each other since," Sugawara explained.

"Hello. Who might you be?" A blonde-haired guy asks you. You assume he's the coach.

"Hello. I'm Y/n L/n. The boys said that it was alright if I watched practice."

Kiyoko walks over to you two, "I also told her that we could see about making her another manager if she wishes to become one."

"Sounds good to me, the more the merrier. I'm Coach Ukai by the way. Do you know anything about volleyball or will we have to teach you?"

"I used to be on a team in middle school, and I played some for the first two years in high school back in America."

"Awesome! You'll fit right in then," Sugawara says with a smile.

"Alright, let's start with practicing our spikes!" Coach Ukai shouted to the players.

Kiyoko looks over at you and hands you two pieces of paper. "Here's the form to sign to become the team manager, and we're getting ready to go to a week-long training camp so here's the paper for your guardian to sign so you can go too."

Wow! My first day here and already I've been invited to join the Boys Volleyball Club and go to a training camp! This is exciting! Hopefully, Danny will let me go. "Thanks!" You respond as you take the papers. You watch them start their practice as you wonder if your guardian will even let you go to this training camp, you're not sure if he'll even like the fact that you joined the volleyball club.

[mj-iza-writer]

This story contains a lady Whumper, this is your warning. -MJ

Whumpee shyly peaked their head out from under the table when the butler's shoes came by.

"Allan?", Whumpee whispered.

"Yes Whumpee", the butler sighed as he prepared the table for dinner.

"I was wondering if Madame has said anything about me eating today?", Whumpee fiddled with the chain that bound them to the table.

"She hasn't, how long has it been since you ate?", Allan frowned, now hearing how loud their stomach rumbled.

"I-I don't know, a few days. I haven't had anything to drink either", Whumpee looked up sadly.

Allan knocked before entering, "Madame, I beg your pardon, but I was just made aware that your personal foot warmer hasn't been given any food or water for a few days. I was wondering if I might fix them a plate?"

"Oh its been that long, how about tomorrow", Madame laughed.

"Miss with all do respect, their stomach is growling. I'm receiving noise complaints from down the road", Allan frowned.

"Fine prepare them a plate and set it by mine they are not allowed to eat until I've finished. I want to hear just how hungry they are."

"Very well Madame, your dinner is just about served", Allan bowed before leaving.

Madame put her sharpest pair of heels on before entering the dining room.

Whumpee looked down sadly when Madame glared at them.

"Well Whumpee, I hear your hungry", Madame came and sat down, paying no mind to the imprisoned person under the table.

"Y-yes Madame", Whumpee whispered frowning at the heels.

"You can eat when I'm done, I have your plate right here", she lowered the plate to show Whumpee, "doesn't it look delicious, we know Allan is quite the cook."

"Y-yes Madame", Whumpee gulped.

"Of course you need to earn your meals. Throughout dinner, I'm going to dig my heals into you as much as I please. If you make so much as a peep, you might notice some of this food disappears. If you keep making noises, I'll keep removing food until you're left with nothing. Am I clear?", Madame pushed her heel into Whumpee.

"Yes ma'am", Whumpee winced.

Allan frowned as he stood off to the side.

Madame started to eat, she would happily dig her heels into Whumpee's skin every few seconds.

Whumpee fought back tears as they were stabbed repeatedly.

Suddenly the heel dug into Whumpee's ribs, causing them to yelp in pain.

"Hmm", Madame chuckled as she reached for Whumpee's plate and took a scoop of food out, and ate it.

Allan locked eyes with Whumpee, the tears flooding Whumpee's eyes broke Allan's heart.

After a few minutes more Madame sighed and slammed her heal into Whumpee.

Whumpee fought back a scream.

"You did better than I thought you would", Madame peeked under the table, "I love those red marks littering your body."

Madame lowered the plate to the floor, "you may eat. Eat like the dog you are."

"Allan, I'll take dessert and coffee in the garden", Madame sat back and watched Whumpee eat the food like a dog.

She hovered her foot above Whumpee's head, before slamming their head into the plate. Whumpee gave a muffled groan as they were smothered into the food.

Allan sighed silently at the mess on the floor and on Whumpee's face when they looked up at him.

"Quite a messy dog", Madame chuckled as they stood, "I'm going to get some comfortable shoes on before I go out to the garden."

"Very good madame", Allan bowed.

When Madame was comfortable in the garden, Allan came in to finish cleaning.

Allan knelt beside the table to access the mess.

"I cleaned it as best as I could", Whumpee sighed, "thankyou for talking her into feeding me, it tasted really good."

Allan reached for a wet wash cloth to clean Whumpee's face, "I'm sorry you had to do so much work to get to eat though."

"It's okay. I would have been okay, but that heel went right into my ribs", Whumpee whispered after Allan wiped their face, "it tasted so good, I wish I could have more."

"I'm sorry, but I think she would have both of our necks if I did that", Allan sighed as he wiped the floor off, "you licked this plate clean", Allan frowned.

Whumpee nodded, "i-it tasted good, an-and I was hungry", Whumpee looked at him, "can I just know what you fixed her for dessert, s-so I can imagine how good it taste."

"A decadent chocolate silk pie, with fresh made whipped cream peaks and chocolate curls", Allan started to clean the table, "and her normal coffee."

"That sounds so tasty", Whumpee sighed as they thought about it.

"It was quite delicious", Allan stopped and looked at Whumpee sadly, "will you keep a secret?"

Whumpee quickly nodded.

Allan took a quick glance out the window to see if the Madame was in the garden still.

Allan smiled as he lowered a small plate, "I'm sorry to rush you, but enjoy it quickly."

Whumpee took the plate and smiled up at Allan.

On the plate was a small slice of the pie.

"Thankyou so much", Whumpee looked at the plate with excitement before eating it as quickly as they could, "that taste so good", Whumpee spoke with their mouth full."

Allan quickly wiped any remnants of the pie from Whumpee's face before taking the plate, "don't talk with your mouth full. Remember it's our secret."

Whumpee quickly nodded and then swallowed the pie, "thankyou so much, it was really yummy."

Allan gave one more wipe down before leaving Whumpee.

Whumpee scooted deeper under the table and curled into a ball.

They thought about the taste of the meal for the rest of the night. Thankful for someone like Allan to take care of them.

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player: Mats Hummels words: 1690 🙃 once I started, I couldn't stop. request: Mats - She - 500 – 900 - First of all, I loved your to love all of me series, so my idea is kind of related to it. An OC who works at BVB, is just the average late twenties girl and fancies Mats is on the same train as he is (randomly), and it's Christmas, and then the train breaks down or has to stop because of the snow storm and he realises that he's seen her before. Lil' fluffy where Mats it's his usual flirty self and she's just surprised that he's even talking to her... Hope this is good enough. I'm so sorry if it's not, I usually don't request things...

“We regret to inform you that with the current snowstorm making it difficult to navigate and rail signal issues at the next station, the train you’re currently on is coming to a stop until we can navigate safely. We apologise for any inconvenience that this may cause.”

This is the last thing that she wants to hear on the overhead tannoy as her stomach begins to rumble. Sighing, she reaches forward and checks her travel mug, swirling the contents around inside only to realise that she’s almost out of her drink. Her apartment is no doubt shrouded in darkness and freezing cold and though she thought about grabbing some food before she boarded the train and completing her grocery shop so that she didn’t have to do it when she did get off at her stop, she chose not to and now she wants to kick herself. It didn’t help that the train that she’d boarded was a local one and not intended for long routes, therefore there was no food and drink trolley to be able to make use of. 

Snow had begun to fall as she’d left the Dortmund training facilities but she didn't believe that it would stick or settle but this is proving otherwise a bad idea. She lowers the book that she’s been reading, resting it in her lap but not before sliding a bookmark between the pages. The thought of folding over a page corner makes her feel a little nauseous; even though she commits the ultimate cardinal sin to many by taking glee in breaking the spine of the books. Spines she can do, but pages felt like a step too far. It was bad enough in her opinion that she’d take the books into the bathroom while she laid in the bath; making it so the the sides of the pages would wrinkle where her fingers had held it. Bad enough that the pages never fully straightened back out and would forever have a slight water mark tinge to them. This one was near enough perfect. Except for it’s spine. 

Conversations break out as people begin to try and peer out of the windows, cupping their faces against the glass to try and spot where they are and further panicked conversations ensue. She gets it. No-one wants to be stuck on a train in the middle of seemingly nowhere at this time of year with no real timeframe of when things are going to be up and running again. 

She watches as parents begin to look horrified at the thought of trying to occupy their children on here for even longer than planned. Some people groan before pulling out a, presumably, work laptop and begin to fire it back up. 

may as well make a start on tomorrow’s tasks while you have nothing better to do, I guess, she thinks as she takes a small sip of her drink. 

Some couples bring out their snacks, tearing open packets of potato chips and begin to share them between one another; even being neighbourly by offering some to the nearby children after checking with their parents of course. It was simple acts like these that never failed to restore some hope for humanity. 

She continues to scan around her, careful not to let her gaze linger too long on any set of people, not wanting to make them feel uncomfortable, when she finally notices someone she didn’t expect to see. Dark curls tumble beneath the beanie that keeps his head warm. Thick dark lashes line the eyes which are framed by glasses. Perfectly maintained facial hair covers his upper lip and jaw line to highlight his lips in such a way that never fails to make her stare. And to her dismay, she finds that he’s now staring right at her. 

Heat floods her cheeks and she abruptly turns away, mentally scolding and kicking herself for doing so. It was hard enough keeping calm in work when she was around him, let alone now. She wants to pick up her book again, her fingers are already tracing the edging of the pages for the bookmark that she’d placed there previously but out of her peripheral vision, she can already see that he rises up out of his seat and approaches hers. 

“I thought it was you,” he beams. 

So he’d been watching her? But why? she thinks. “Yep, it’s me.” She tries to laugh it off but it sounds strained. She hopes he doesn’t pick up on it but how could he not? It was painful to hear. Trying to find something to do so that she’s not staring at one of the men that she’s been working alongside for a while now, she moves her bag from beside her and allows him to sit down. 

Before she’s able to slip the book into her bag, Mats places a hand on top of hers, freezing her movements as he tilts his head to look at the title. He could, of course, have looked on the side of it, but this feels much more personal. “Interesting choice. I wouldn’t have had you down as one for historical romance.”

“No? What kind of books did you think I’d read?” The fact that Mats had given any thought as to what she read makes her stomach flip.

“Something that didn’t involve hands slipping beneath petticoats for one.”

“Ah but it’s the romance and pinning of it all.”

 “Tell me,” he says, turning his torso so that he’s almost facing her and pushes his glasses back up his nose. She hadn’t noticed them slip but he had. “Are you one for only a happily ever after or are you content with a story ending, even if there’s no happy ending, but you enjoy the journey regardless of the outcome?”

She mulls his question over as he waits patiently. “If the ending fits, then it’s worth it. I hate to see a happy ending thrown in there when it didn’t fit, just for the sake of getting that HEA.” she takes another sip of her drink and grimaces at the cold liquid. 

“Not nice?” he enquired as he considered her answer. 

“Cold.” She replies and puts it aside. 

“I have a latte if you want some?” He gestures to the travel mug that he has with him. “It should still be hot. Or warm at the very least.” A kind gesture that in a way, takes her back. She never thought that Mats was selfish, but they aren’t exactly friends in the workplace. They’ve certainly never held a real conversation past what they were doing at the time, certainly not enough interaction for her to have assumed he’d have thought about what kind of person she is and what kind of genre consumer she was. But to offer her some of his own drink, from his own cup, was an intimate gesture that she would have thought he’d have reserved for friends or someone he was in a relationship with. And there was certainly no reason for him to initiate conversation now with her because of this.

“Oh, you don’t have to.” She tries to brush it off, not wanting to make him feel as though he had to offer and was on the spot to do so. 

“I know I don’t. But I am. Don’t worry,” he pushes open the top, blows onto the top layer of the liquid before taking a sip himself. Usually a noisy drinker would drive her crazy but the slurping is on purpose. “See, I drank from it. If I’ve poisoned it, then I’ve poisoned myself too. And then my plan definitely isn’t working.”

“You mean…you orchestrated the snow storm yourself?” she feigns surprise, widening her eyes for effect.

“I had to leave training midway through too to bust the signal box further up, to make it a little more realistic.” Mats gives her a wink which earns him a laugh from her. 

Now relaxed, she accepts the mug which he still holds out for her and she tentatively blows over the surface too before taking a drink herself. He was right. It was hot enough to warm her bones but without scolding her mouth. And strangely enough, he takes his latte the same way that she does. 

“It’s good.” She comments as she tries to hand it back. 

“Keep it for a bit. I’d forgotten about it to be honest before I saw yours. And of course it’s good, it’s mine.”

Had it been anyone else having this interaction with her, then she might have thought that they were trying to flirt with her. But surely he, Mats Hummels himself, isn’t doing that? Surely he’s just being polite, because why would he want to flirt with her? She’s still surprised that he’d not only stood up and taken the initiative to speak with her when he could have just kept his head down and remained alone for the rest of the journey and hoped that no-one recognised him.

“You don’t have to sit here with me if you don’t want to,” she says, giving him a way out but instead, Mats removes his coat and folds it carefully over his lap and proceeds to make himself a little more comfortable instead. 

“I want to. And I still need to find out more about this pining that you do. What does a man need to do to get this reaction?”

 “That’ll take some time to tell you that,” she laughs, not wanting to dive in, just in case he’s kidding and doesn’t really want to know. 

“Then it’s a good thing we have plenty of time until the train starts moving again, isn’t it?” He asks, dark eyes staring into her in ways that make her want to clench her thighs together, swallow hard and make herself a little more comfortable. She has no idea how long she’ll be sitting next to the man that never failed to make her weak but she gets the feeling that he’s going to do everything he can to make her struggle to regain control over herself.

[cerberusthenking3]

No Need To Say Goodbye

Warning:This story will contain soft,safe vore,mentions of digestion,minor digestion,willing,child prey,childish pred(its an adult though)

It's a little darker than my other ones, but it's still safe,dont worry,sorry if it's not your cup of tea

Gabriel POV.

I'm sat on the beach,facing the ocean as my tears start up again.My captor,still red with anger reaches towards his hip and says,with barely contained rage"Are you happy?Asshole,happy you got your bitch of a mom to safety,after all I've done for you two?ANSWER ME"I shake as I hear a click and he says"Well,hope you're happy cause I'm sending you to hell"I can't focus on his words because the water begins bubbling and I see a black fin breach the surface and cold metal against my neck,he continues"Now say good-”Everything gets loud when the fin becomes a monster.I hear my captor make a noise I don't expect from the monster I've come to associate him as.I watch as what looks like a drake?Orca?Steps out of the water and licks its lips while it stares at us like you would a particularly appetizing meal.I feel a hand grab the collar of my shirt and I'm thrown towards the creature,landing with the wind knocked out of my lungs.I look up at the drake with teary eyes but it doesn't even bother looking at me.It steps over my body as I hear my captor yelling"WAIT,EAT HIM NOT ME,HE'S AN EASIER MEAL ANYWAYS!!”The creature ignores his pleas and reaches him as he finally decides to use his gun and raises it,but a moment to late,it seems,because the drake knocks his hand away and opens it mouth widely to bite…..oh god,it's not biting.The drake swiftly pulls him into it's waiting maw and I hear a loud swallow which seems to finally click to him that,yes,he's being eaten and I watch his legs flail outside of it's mouth before it pulls his legs into it's maw but stops with an upset whine.I watch as it's tongue flicks uselessly against his shoes,as if trying to get them off his feet.I shakily step towards the drake and watch it's eyes flick to me before it turns towards me and shoves it's mouth at me,a clear call for help.I grab his right shoe and wrench it off his foot as I hear a muffled scream for me to pull him out but I ignore him and pull his other shoe off before stepping back and letting it finish it's meal.The drake swiftly swallows his legs down and I hear a deep rumble eminate from it's chest as I attempt to leave as quietly as possible but as I take a step,I feel something warm wrap around my arm.I turn and see the drake holding my arm in it's mouth before pulling me towards the beach.It lays down on it's side,pulling me against its full stomach,I shiver at the muffled screaming from the drake's newest meal and a small whimper leaves my throat.I hear the drake click in worry before noticing what is upsetting me.

Stormsong POV.

I coo worriedly at my new friend,why are you scared?Oh,is it him?You can hear him fighting and you're afraid he'll escape right?No need to worry,if I've decided someone is food then my tummy will never let them go,but if you don't want to lay on my tummy until he stops yelling and fighting that's fine.We can play a game,do you know how to play tag?I softly raise a paw and tap his nose before dashing away with a pace slow enough for a human to keep up.I hear a hesitant but delighted laugh,I want to hear more!He takes off toward me with an extended but I stand my ground until he's right infront of me before I use my hind legs to spring forwards and over him but just as I think he's missed me I feel fluttering fingers touch my stomach and the humans voice say"Tag,you're it”followed by another heart melting laugh.I feel another burst of struggles from my meal but pay it no mind,I'm trying to have fun right now,so melt quietly and make sure you're a good bed when my new friend is tired out.This happens many more times,to my delight.Turn's out my new friend is very good at tag,eveytime I get him and think I've dodged him I suddenly feel him tag me and I'm it again!His fear seemed to melt away at the same time as my meal did,because during one of our breaks he walks over and lays down on my tummy before gently rubbing against the less taught and more pudgy surface while I feel the,now super weak,struggles of my meal and my new friend flinches.I feel a bit frustrated,but not at my new friend,of course,no at that evil man who refuses to stop scaring my friend!!!I tighten my tummy walls to the point that struggling would be impossible for somerhing twice it's size!Scare my friend like that!As the rubbing becomes more confident I feel as though I'm melting,eveything mixes together and I soon find myself dreaming with my human pressed lightly under my soft tummy so he won't get cold and nothing will dare try to attack him.I dream of him deciding to stay with me,a life where he'll never have to worry about anything again,days pass with us just playing and cuddling,no more horrible,mean humans to hurt him.I suddenly a sharp jab shoot through my body and snap out of my pleasant dreams with a yelp of pain,a dull throb of pain shooting through my body,and the source seem to be from my stomach.I feel my new friend scamble up and hear his tired voice say"Whats wrong,are you alright?”I nod,sorry for waking you up little one,go back to sleep.This continues for a few weeks but the pain gets steadily worse and worse until its so bad I can't even move anymore.I've come the conclusion that evil human did something to my belly,something really bad,something I can't heal.I also reach the much sadder conclusion,I'm dying,I wish I could've spent more time with little Gabriel but if this is the outcome of saving him,I don't regret doing it for a moment.I feel Gabriel begin rubbing my stomach,he does this alot now because it eases the pain just a bit.I hear him start talking"I think I know what's wrong,Storm,That man you ate,he always carried a knife after my brother got my little sister and himself away by disarming his gun,he must have stabbed it into your stomach walls before he died"So smart little Gabriel,you must be right!But how will we get it out,if its stuck in the wall,won't be able to push it out or heal the wound myself.He keeps talking"So I've been trying to figure out how to pull it out of your stomach and ive come to one conclusion,you have to-

Gabriel POV.

“-eat me,I'll be able to pull it out and make it safer by putting it in this"Showing the sheath that her stomach rejctes with his clothes just yesterday.She looks at me with hope and horror,she'll survive but I'll die,I know this but I can't just sit back and watch her die because she saved me,I've come to peace with the fact that this is how I die.I walk towards her head and say"Open wide,and I know you probably won't but I feel like I need to say it,please don't bite,I need to get in there in one piece to pull the knife out,wrap it up,and sheath it"She nods before her opening her maw widely and showing off her razor sharp teeth and thick,muscular tongue.She gently slides me onto her tongue before she begins swishing me around and covering me in salivia.Somehow the tip of her tongue seems to always find its way back to my face to give me a reassuring lick.A resounding swallow pulls me down into the darkness of her throat,I nervously laugh a bit when she tickles my feet and hear her begin purring like she always does when she provokes a laugh out of me.I give a sad smile and hear another swallow which pushes me up against something tough before the final swallow forces me through it.I feel my body,then legs slide in after me before I reorient myself and pull out my flashlight,turning it on I look around and see that the stomach walls are light pink with speckles of black everywhere,like her tongue.The walls are clenched and I hear ragged,painful breaths coming from above me.I look around the quickly filling cavern and see the hilt of a hunting knife sticking out of the wall directly across from me.I crawl towards it and wince slightly at the tingling sensation that starts to cover my legs.My hand wraps around the hilt and I warn"This'll hurt,brace yourself"She clicks in confirmation before I swiftly rip the knife out of the stomach,hearing a shriek of pain and the stomach walls close tightly before slowly opening again.I watch in amazement as the wound begins closing already and her breathing begins to become steadier.She coos happily and I pull out the gauze I brought for extra measure before wrapping the blade in it and sheathing the knife.I feel numbness begining to spread all over me and I slump against the stomach wall,gently rubbing it as I talk,words slurring together"There,thatbetter right,shorry,your ashids are really shtrong”I hear a loud and worried chirp and feel my consciousness slipping away so before I pass out I say"Thank you…..for reshcuing me,and……….goodbye”I barely whisper the last word before all I see is darkness,I don't regret it for a heartbeat,I only hope my family understands.

Stormsong POV.

I whimper,no no no no no,it's not goodbye,it can't be goodbye.I begin pushing,trying to force myself to throw up,anything!Tears run down my face as I keep hacking and coughing.Then I remember something,I push him deeper,it won't be pleasant but from my heritage as an orca and drake,my tail evolved with another tummy but when I tried to eat twice as many fishies the ones in my tail didn't stop squirming until I pushed them into my normal tummy,my big brother told me it was for holding food for long journey's.You aren't food little Gabriel,but my tail tummy will be uncomfortable for both of us becuase I'm not used to keeping human sized creatures in there,it will be really tight,but it doesn't produce acid,I'll go find my brother,he will know how to get you out,you'll be okay,I'll feed you and give you water,we can get through this.I watch my tail get larger and for some reason,it's not that bad.A warm feeling spreads through my chest and I feel my muscles begin to relax,he's safe and as close as he could possibly be.I lay down and bring my tail up to my chest,lightly cuddling and cooing and chirping at him.My precious little human,so brave to go into my tummy to help me without a second thought,you will be alright,my tail tummy is much nicer than my normal tummy.I will fuss over you so much the moment I can cuddle you again,you're a hero and I'll treat you like one.I stand up,determined to find my brother and get my human out.I dive into the water,putting a lot of effort into my swimming as I cut through the water,it takes days and Gabriel wakes up very confused but happy until I finally find my brother"Wavefang,brother,am I glad to finally see you"He turns towards me and clicks back"Ahh,Stormsong,dear sister,what brings you to my territory?”I wave my tail a bit and say sadly"I'm sorry but this isn't a house call,remember how you told me that we can store stuff in our tail tummies,do you know how to get something out?”He cocks his head in confusion before saying"Just push it into your normal tummy"I shake my head and chirp"No,I mean out of our tummies in general"He looks even more confused and asks"Why would you wan't food out of your belly?”I slump my head"So you don't know how?”He shakes his head and says"No,I do,but why do you want to know?”I sigh in relief and say"You know those tasty two legged creatures on land,Hu-Mans I think they are called,I've learned that they are intelligent from my new friend,a young Hu-Man named Gabriel,I ate the evil man who was trying to kill him,but that mean man stabbed my stomach and I almost died,then Gabriel asked me to eat him so he could get the knife out of my stomach,I tried to get him out but couldn't and I didn't wan't my tummy to melt him,then I remembered my tail tummy and pushed him deeper into my safe tummy and came to find you,so how do I get him out?”Wavefang nods and says"First,lets get out of the water so your little hero doesn't drown"I nod determinedly and we shoot up towards the beach.

Gabriel POV.

I hear the clicks and chirps of Storm and another of her species as they talk before I'm disoriented by her moving,I've decided that I'm clearly not in her stomach or I'd be long death and from how the organ around me is so nauseating when she swims,I assume that I'm in some pouch in her tail,luckily I can't see or I'd be even more disoriented.I feel the pouch suddenly clamp closed around me and shove me roughly upwards.I groan in discomfort before I find my head slipping back into an area I recognize as her maw.Its opened widely infront of me and I see another Orca Drake with an inverted coloration of storm,a mainly white body with a black underbelly and a star on its forehead.It leans forwards and grabs my arm before pulling me out of Storm's gullet.I'm laid on the sand while I absorb the sunlight after not seeing light for a few days.I hear a worried coo and weakly raise my hand with a slight wave before saying"I'm fine guys,just a bit disoriented,give me a moment"They both lay down next to me and begin dually licking me,while this would usually make me groan in disgust,honestly,they're probably cleaning off all the stomach fluids.My burns throb dully but it feels nice to have cold air and warm tongues sweeping over them.I feel the tongues swiping me before suddenly a third tongue swipes my face and I look up to see a large group of Orca Drakes all around me.They begin playfully nipping and licking me as atleast eight tongues at a time sweep over me,though Storm's tongue never retreats,likely to try to keep me calm,but I'm not scared of this,Pod?of Orca Drakes.They all seem just as playful as Storm,so as long as I don't mind being completely soaked then I'll be fine.I'm suddenly only being licked by one tongue,presumably Storm.I sit up and instantly regret it as Storm suddenly flops on me and her chubby tummy squishes me to the sand and I groan in discomfort from the sand digging into me.Storm notices and shifts onto her side before the other Orca Drake’s begin a cuddle puddle,cuddling against Storm and in turn me.I hear soft purrs all around as Storm continues grooming me and cuddling against me.Tiredness begins slipping over me and the weight of sleep begins flowing over me and I nuzzle my head into her soft stomach before finally slipping into blissful slumber.

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The rose reaper and her shining dork knight: near death

(be ready for jaune to get absolutely washed by cinder I hope the people who don't like jaune get a kick out of him getting his ass handed to him and very sorry for the cringy characterization)

Moment: fall of beacon (alternative)

Jaunes feet slammed against the ground as he ran as fast as he could to get to her. He had called Ruby and Weiss but if they couldn't make it.. gods help Pyrrha's soul.

Jaune kept running before he felt his feet fumble on a piece of loose rumble causing him to fall onto the ground. He groaned in pain as he forced himself back up. He couldn't stop here.

Jaune got up and continued to run towards the tower. Until he arrives, his body is covered in scrapes and bruises. He panted heavily before opening the door to the room in ruins as he saw a familiar pair of spectacles.. ozpin's spectacles.

Jaune felt his heart hit the floor as he immediately kicked it into high gear and started to run up the stairs until he made it to the top floor and tried to open only for it to be jammed.

Jaune: no! NO NO NO NO!

Jaune started to ram himself into the door.

Jaune: I'm not gonna lose one of my friends! Just hold on Pyrrha! I'll get to you!

Finally the door flung open as jaune fell to the ground as he saw Pyrrha fall to her knees as an arrow had pierced her heel. The woman she was fighting stood infront of her before summoning a obsidian bow and arrow as she aimed it at her.

Jaune: Pyrrha- PYRRHA!

Jaune saw Pyrrha turn to look at him as look of horror and shame was on her face.

5 seconds

The woman released the arrow.

4 seconds

The arrow pierced Pyrrha's chest

3 seconds

A scream escaped Pyrrha's lips as she told him to run

2 seconds

Jaune watched as Pyrrha began to turn to ash.

1 second.

Jaune shouted out her name for the last time she might hear him say it.

0 seconds.

Pyrrha had completely turn to ash as hot tears fall from jaunes eyes.

Jaune: PYRRHA!

Jaune forced himself to get up as he began to run towards the ashes.

The woman who fired the arrow simply smiled as she glowed a flaming orange.

Her mission was complete. now all that's left was to just head back. But then she finally took notice of jaune as he felt to his knees as he tried to gather up Pyrrhas ashes as he was repeatedly telling himself that this can't be happening.

The woman just rolled her eyes. As she began to walk away. She didn't have time to watch a roach squirm and sob after losing another roach.

But as the woman began to walk away she felt something. Something new. She turned around as she saw jaune getting up as he grasped crocea mors.

Jaune: you... You did this... Why?

Jaune looked at her with tears flowing from his eyes as she just sighed. Cinder wasn't about to humor another roach

Cinder: scatter roach. I don't have time for you

Jaune drew crocea mors as he deployed his shield and began to run towards her as she simply side steps before kicking jaune to the floor sending him flat on his stomach. She stepped to the side of him as he tried to get up before she kicked him in the gut sending him back as she laughed Abit.

Jaune skidded across the ground until he hit a pillar as he groaned as tears kept pouring out. He needed to get up. He needed to fight. But he couldn't move he was both in pain and was terrified..

Ofcourse he would be terrified. He's a fuckin coward. He couldn't save pyrrha.. he can't even save himself. Jaune began to accept the fact this is it.

Cinder simply walked up to him before kicking him into the air before she round house kicked him back into floor as she started laughing.

Cinder: oh. Oh this is great. I get to squash two roaches. This is great!

Jaune wanted to just die. To just not be here. To be anywhere else but here. He began sobbing as he felt pathetic.

Cinder kept kicking him for another 5 minutes. Until foot steps could be heard as Ruby saw cinder standing over jaune but no Pyrrha until she saw Pyrrha crown.

Cinder: oh. Lovely. Another roach. Just a few seconds. I wanna enjoy this alittle bit more.

She kept kicking jaune until she felt something make impact with her as a flock of petals flew by her as cinder was sent flying until she managed to catch herself. Cinder looked to see what hit her only to see a very pissed off ruby.

Ruby: you... you Killed Pyrrha. You killed one of my friends. Thats not ok!

Ruby pointed crescent rose in it's scythe form towards cinder as she pulled back the grip part as it fired a bullet towards cinder who summoned a obsidian shield to block it.

The bullet collided with the shield as both shattered as cinder saw ruby coming at her with he scythe at the ready. Cinder ducked as Ruby swung her scythe in a horizontal motion before ruby petal Burst to be right above cinder before firing another bullet at her as she felt it collide with her as she felt it slammed her to the ground. As if gravity doubled upon cinder.

Cinder then felt another bullet hit with the weight becoming even greater as Ruby just kept firing and reload gravity dust bullets as her eyes had a fire in them. Cinder felt a final bullet hit her as her aura SHATTERED. Ruby then petal Burst into the air as she fire a blast of fire dust into the air as she came rocketing towards as her crescent rose was held high before bringing it down but suddenly cinder turned around and fired a blast wind at her as it sent ruby up into air once more as cinder got up and summoned a obsidian lance before fire surrounded her as she rocketed towards ruby her Lance at the ready.

Ruby then tapped a button as crescent rose transformed into its sniper rifle form as she aimed it at cinders spear before firing! A bullet came flying at cinders Lance as it pierced it causing it to completely shatter into pieces as cinder went wide eyed before surrounding herself in flames making it take the form of flaming dragon. Ruby petal Burst right into the flaming maw as crescent rose transformed into its scythe form as Ruby's eyes glowed silver before white lightning surrounded the upper half of crescent rose turning it into a giant lightning scythe. Cinder prepared her own obsidian Great sword as the two finally clashed before we see jaune on the outside as the flaming dragon just floated there before it started to grow and swell before it exploded as a blinding white light enveloped everything.

After that fight jaune and ruby were heavily injured and were brought to the infirmary of vale. Meanwhile cinder suffered a more fitting lose of her right arm and eye.

After that a statue was built in Pyrrhas name to show she would not be forgotten. But we know who happens next. With the threat of Salem inbound our heroes unknowingly trek into an adventure. Thus begining volume 4.

(I'm pretty sure this is very cruddy but I... I had no idea what else to write. Anyway hope y'all didn't claw your eyes out. And to all the people who don't like jaune. I hope cinder kicking his ass gave you your filling. I'm kidding obviously. See y'all later)

Rock on till ya drop tata motherfuckers 🤟

[hanmi-xo]

CHAPTER 1: "I Hate Myself"

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They say you never realize what you have until it's too late.

But I've always noticed him.

I've always appreciated his kindness.

Even now, his eyes have never glistened brighter than before.

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"Hello!"

His voice flew with excitement. Everyone in the class looked at him from his sudden presence.

He grinned with his bright white teeth. His smile shined with charm and enthusiasm. It was alluring and I could tell my classmates felt the same way too.

He hasn't changed.

Many of them smiled and greeted him. The guys were warm and friendly towards him while the girls were either shy or very forward.

I watched in a distance from the far seat in the back that towered over my classmates.

It's only been a couple of weeks since the semester started and he already was making more friends left and right. Here we were in another classroom filled with strangers.

I smiled to myself at this silly déjà vu I was getting.

I wasn't planning on going to the same university as him, but it somehow just happened. He was interested in the university once he heard one of his friends were going to attend here. I think his name was Seungkwan?

I don't remember nor do I think I should remember.

My gaze wandered away from that boy and back to my notebook. It's best if I ignore him.

I've seen him way too often in my life to the point it just feels odd.

I didn't like it but I didn't hate it. I just wished I had the guts to talk to him, but even if I did, what would I even say?

I've always been alone. Having friends just seem too difficult for me. Especially with the ones that lose interest and find someone better.

A heavy sigh left my breath.

"Must be nice to be naturally charismatic," I mutter under my breath.

If I was like that, would I be able to get friends too?

~

Time flew by and class ended. I quickly gathered my stuff and left the large room before it would become too difficult to go around all those people.

I felt my stomach rumble as I walked through the corridor with a quick pace.

I'm so hungry. I need to have my lunch at the library.

"Excuse me!"

The familiar voice sounded as though it was coming from behind me. I turned around and stared at the boy who was out of breath.

He huffed and put his hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath.

"Oh man you walk fast..." He said in between pants.

I watched as the boy straightened himself out before showing the notebook in his hands. It looked very similar to mine.

"Is this your notebook? I saw it in the back," he says with a curl of his lips.

I eyed him and the notebook before checking my backpack. I raised a brow towards him and took out my hydro flask.

"I'm sorry, but that's not mine," I tell him. "I still have my notebook in my bag."

He looked puzzled and opened the notebook while he tried to get his breathing back to normal.

"Huh? It's not yours? It looks like it though?" He said bewildered.

I felt the edges of my lips curl up. So he does pay attention to all of his classmates? Including me?

"It's not mine, but here," I say with my hand sticking out my hydro flask towards him.

He stared at the object in my hand before looking at me.

"I couldn't possible drink that! I MEAN- I COULDN'T POSSIBLE DRINK YOUR DRINK!" He says in a panic.

I unconsciously laughed from his reaction before quickly covering my mouth.

His eyes were wide and stared at me as if I made a horrific sound.

I looked away from his wide eyes and quickly shoved the hydro flask towards him.

I hate my laughter. He didn't need to hear me sound like a dying hyena.

Next thing I knew, I bolted and ran through the crowd.

I never saw that expression from him before and I didn't like it. It reminded me of middle school when my classmates would give me that look of shock from my stupid laugh. They would mock it and say I sound like a witch. What's worst is when my stupid snort comes in when I laugh too hard.

I hate myself.

I hate myself so much.

~

When I got home, I saw my siblings sitting at the doorsteps while my parents' voices could be heard through the window.

"They're fighting again," Suyeong tells me while she did her homework.

Her workbook laid on her thighs while she used her calculator. Next to her was our younger brother that seemed to be taking a nap with his backpack as his pillow. Suyeong's uniform coat was placed on top of his upper body to keep him warm.

"Sujun fell asleep an hour ago," She says while she writes on her workbook. "He wanted to wait for you, but he was too tired."

I stared at my siblings before looking at the building in front of me. I can hear my parents bickering over money and how life would have been easier if they didn't have kids.

"Let's go somewhere for dinner," I tell my younger sister. "It'll be my treat."

My siblings shouldn't have the hear our parents say such things. Nor should my parents say those harsh words. My sister already hates them whereas our younger brother thinks it's a natural part of life.

If I came here sooner, then they wouldn't have been stuck hearing our parents curse about their lives.

Suyeong looked at me with wide eyes before smiling. "Thank God you have money. I can't wait to eat."

She quickly gathered her stuff together while I woke out brother up to alarm him of our plan.

"Food?" He says tired. "Okay."

He slowly got up and fixed himself before following my sister and I. He was drowsy but I knew the mention of food would wake him up.

Before leaving the front yard, I stared at the run down building we call home. It was for sale because the last tenant died by a heart attack. The price shot low since nobody dared live in a house that could possibly be haunted.

Yet, our parents were more than welcome to take it. After all, they're not the ones that are always going to be there. They're always off doing who knows what. If we weren't alive, would my parents really be happy? Then they wouldn't have to worry about us.

They'll have their freedom again. After all, our real parents abandoned us. Taking us in was just to show off their "kindness" which was just an ugly lie.

Who would genuinely want us if our real parents didn't?

That question has always been in my head. Even now.

Who would love us? Who would love me?

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CHAPTER NINE, girl meets bear

"Hiya, Matthews!" Sienna greets, closing the door to the Matthews apartment after she walks in. "Maya told me there would be tacos." Sienna's eyes grew wide at how much of a mess the place is, and she grimaces. "Did a tornado happen here?"

"No. Riley's bear is missing so, of course, we're all looking for it." Maya answered her with a pout.

Sienna looks at her with a frown. "So, no tacos?" She questioned.

Shaking her head, Maya frowns. "No tacos."

"Dang it." Sienna muttered, a sad expression replacing her excited expression. 

"While you're here, you might as well help." Maya grabs Sienna's arm, stopping her from leaving. "If we have to suffer, so do you."

Sienna sighs. "Alright, I'll help you find that stupid bear." She grumbled. She had been looking forward to getting some tacos, but it seemed that fate had other plans for her.

****

Everyone has been looking for Barry-the-bear-bear for at least an hour and there was still no luck in finding him. Sienna sat on the arm of the couch, deciding to take a short break. She was tired and frustrated, and her stomach was grumbling, reminding her that she forgot to eat breakfast that morning. She was starting to regret agreeing to help look for the bear. She had a feeling that he would turn up eventually, but until then, she would have to put up with the search.

She looks over at Maya who sat on the floor, leaning against the door behind her.

"Life, we need to talk." Maya speaks up, staring at nothing in particular, and Sienna could tell she was really upset about not being able to get a taco. "Here I am, on taco day, no taco whatsoever. Would you care to explain yourself in your mysterious ways?"

Maya was then pushed out of the way when the door opened by Josh, who came to visit to give his brother and sister-in-law laundry. "Hey, family."A bright smile tugs on Josh's lips when he notices Sienna. "And girlfriend." He winks at her which made her giggle and her face turn red. Josh smiles upon hearing that beautiful giggle of hers and then looks back at his brother and sister-in-law with a small smile. "Don't pressure me into staying for dinner. I'm just here to do my laundry." He gasps dramatically. "That's right. That's a thing now. I do my laundry here. Did you know? 'Cause now you know."

Sienna giggles again and smiles fondly at him with a hint of amusement in her eyes. Cory smiles. "My brother!"

"My laundry!" Josh smiled, handing him a bag of his clothes.

"His laundry!" Cory went to hand the bag to Topanga, but it dropped to the floor since Topanga didn't take it. Sienna chuckled, watching as Topanga looked at Cory with an angry expression that made Cory scream.

"I'm sorry." Cory immediately apologizes. "I lost my mind." Topanga nods in agreement while Cory picks up the bag. "I will just take these to the creak, and I will wash them myself." Cory explained, walking backwards to the hallway. Sienna chuckled, watching the couple with amusement. They could be quite entertaining when they wanted to be.

"What's everybody doing? Who's here?" Josh questioned, glancing back Sienna when she answers his question.

Walking over to help Maya up, Sienna replies. "Riley lost her bear and we're all helping her look for it."

Josh looks at her with raised eyebrows. "Barry-the Bear Bear?"

Sienna turns to face him with a small smile as Maya closes the door. "That's the one." The red-haired girl responded.

"She had that thing for forever." Josh realizes. He looks at his niece with surprise when she and Lucas walk into the room. "You lost it?"

"Yeah, but I think I'm ready to call Barry official lost and head out for tacos." Riley replied, sitting down on the bench beside Lucas.

"I vote yes for tacos." Sienna grinned, her stomach rumbling at the mention of food.

"No, it's important we find it." Josh argues, earning a pout from Sienna. He glances over at his girlfriend and chuckles softly, finding the pout she gave him cute. He sends her a sympathetic smile. "We'll get something to eat later, sweetheart." He reassured her.

"Why is it important we find it?" Riley questioned, looking confused as she looked at her uncle.

"Uncle Josh!" Auggie exclaimed, running into the room over to Josh.

"Mr. Auggie." Josh grinned at seeing his nephew and hugged him.

"How college?" Auggie asked him.

"Aug," Sienna pouts. "You could've asked me that."

"Yeah," Auggie shrugs, sheepishly smiling. "But I didn't know you were here."

Sienna chuckles and shakes her head. "It's alright, buddy."

"Oh, dude, you kidding? You kidding?" Josh smiles, but that smile fell as he tried to explain how college really was. "Dude, the people, the parties, you kidding, dude?"

"It sucks." Sienna answered Auggie's question for Josh in a blunt way which caused Josh to look at her, his mouth open in shock. "What?" Sienna questions him, tilting her head. "You know it's true." She stated, raising an eyebrow. Josh couldn't argue with that because she was right. Sienna sent him a cheeky grin, causing him to roll his eyes playfully and shake his head at her.

"She's right though. It sucks." Josh sighed.

"You want to stay here tonight?" Topanga asked Josh, looking at him and Sienna with sympathy.

Josh looks at her with almost pleading eyes and he sits down on the couch. "Just tonight? How about forever?"

"Has it been a rough adjustment?" Farkle asked Josh and Sienna, giving them a look of sympathy.

Sienna takes a seat beside Josh as he sighs. "It was a rough adjustment for us in high school."

"What about college?" Zay questioned while Maya sat beside Sienna.

"Rough isn't the word to describe it, try awful." Sienna answers him, her face turning grim. "College isn't what I thought it would be."

Josh nods. "You think you're ready."

"In reality, you aren't." Sienna muttered.

Maya looks at her with concern. "What's the matter, Sisi?"

"It's hard!" Sienna pouts, resting her head on Maya's shoulder. "Can I go back to high school with you?"

"Sure, honey." Maya replied, patting Sienna's head causing the red-headed girl to smile slightly. She appreciated Maya's effort in trying to cheer her up.

"My roommate and I don't get along at all," Josh speaks up, smiling at Sienna's and Maya's interaction. He became more upset, though, the more he explained. "I don't think it's my fault. I think it's his fault." Sienna lifts her head off of Maya's shoulder, looking at Josh. Josh looks at the others as he continues. "He says 'schnoop-aloop' at the end of everything. Who does that? Now ask me a question."

Zay is the one to ask him a question. "What time is it?"

"11:14, schnoop-aloop." Josh stands up, wiggling his hips a bit. A small giggle escaped Sienna's at that. He then crosses his arms. "Ask me who I am."

"Who are you?" Farkle asked him the next question.

"I'm Schnoop-aloop's roommate." Josh replies, obviously upset about this whole thing. "You know what people say when they see me? They say 'Hey, that's Schnoop-aloop's roommate'. My name is Josh. And guess what?" Josh points at Sienna. "When they see Sienna, they say 'Hey, that's Schnoop-aloop's roommate's girlfriend'."

Sienna nodded to confirm what he said about her is true when everyone looks at her. She had to admit it was annoying. She wished that people would refer to her by her actual name, but it's been going on for a few weeks now and it still hadn't gotten old to them. "I know. It's so weird. I wish people would stop."

"How did this happen to me? I'll tell you how it happened. I grew up. You know what I know? High school is the last stop before you grow up." Josh looks at Riley with a serious expression on his face. "So, don't you give up that teddy bear. You hang on tight. You find that bear." Sienna pat Maya's shoulder to comfort her when she saw Maya frown.

"You understand what's important, Riley?" Josh questioned the brunette-haired girl.

Riley nods. "Yeah, I think I do." She looks at Lucas. "Lucas?"

Lucas looks back at her with a smile, gesturing to the hallway. "After you." Everyone stood up and continued looking for Riley's bear.

****

Even though everyone has been looking for Riley's bear they still haven't found him. Sienna looks over from looking in a basket of blankets in living room when she heard Paco announce from Maya's phone that Tacapalooza is officially over. Sienna understood Maya's disappointment and sadness. She was looking forward to tacos as well, but it seems like that wasn't going to happen.

The group has then come to the conclusion that the bear is really gone. "How are we going to tell Riley?" Farkle inquired.

Sienna looks at Cory with furrowed eyebrows when he asks, "Hey, where is Riley?"

"She and Lucas were looking together." Topanga replied.

"Riley!" Cory exclaimed nervously.

A few seconds later, her and Lucas walk into the room. Riley glances at her dad with confusion. "Yes?"

"Where were you guys?" Sienna questioned, looking at the two with raised eyebrows.

"Yeah, we haven't seen you in half an hour." Zay noticed.

Maya looks at him with furrowed eyebrows. "An hour."

"Half an hour." Zay told her.

"I don't get it!" Maya exclaimed. Sienna chuckled and sent her a sympathetic smile.

Lucas smiles. "Riley found what we needed to find."

"And what's that?" Sienna tilted her head to the side, looking at Riley with confusion.

"Lucas and I found out that we were looking in the wrong place, so we looked in the right place." Riley responded.

Farkle looks at her with a smile. "You found the bear?"

Lucas shakes his head. "No."

Riley looks at Farkle with a hopeful expression. "You found the bear?"

"No. Sorry." Farkle apologized, sending her a sympathetic smile.

"Remember when Auggie wanted to give up Mr. Googly and wanted to grow up?" Maya asked, sitting on the couch beside where Auggie sat on the arm of the couch.

Auggie looks at her and nods. "But then I didn't. I wasn't ready."

"Yeah. Good for you." Maya smiles. She looks at everyone. "But at some point, I think we are ready."

"How do we know when that is, Maya?" Auggie asked her.

"I think something inside us tells us." Maya replies. "I think it actually comes to tell us." She gets up and goes to stand in front of Riley with an apologetic expression. "Riles...I don't want to let you down, but I...I think your bear is gone."

Riley smiles, taking Maya hands in hers. "Yeah, I don't want to let you down either."

Sienna furrowed her eyebrows, wondering where Lucas was going when she saw him go back into the hallway. An excited gasp left her mouth when he came back a few seconds later two bags of tacos.

"We got you this." Riley said to Maya as Lucas mimicked the sound of a festive Mexican horn with a grin on his face.

"Tacos!" Maya and Cory shouted with excitement.

Everyone then meets in the kitchen and gets their own taco. Sienna moans in delight after she takes a bite of the taco. She was so glad that she stayed to help look for the bear. She looks at Josh when she hears him chuckle. He looks at her with amusement. "Good?"

"So good." Sienna mumbled, smiling at the taco she held. Josh let out a small laugh and her smile widened when he kissed the side of her head. Sienna was so relieved they managed to get tacos, she had been getting really hungry and a taco was just what she needed.

. She looked at the living room, smiling a bit when she saw that Riley had got Maya a bobblehead.

"So, Riley, we're not gonna keep looking for the bear?" Auggie asked his sister.

Riley shakes her head with a small smile gracing her lips. "He knew it was time to go."

"He knew that you didn't need him anymore." Lucas speaks up, standing up to walk over to the couch Maya and Riley sat on, taking a seat on the arm of the couch.

"So, he waited 'till you were asleep and kissed your eyelashes goodbye." Maya smiled and Riley smiled back at her.

Zay and Farkle get up and walk over to them. "Grabbed his tiny travel hat and his little suitcase and he thanked you for your years together." Zay adds. "And he told me to tell you he forgave you for eating one of his cookies."

Riley giggled at hearing that and looks at Farlke when he speaks. "Then he hopped out the bay window and got on the G train to Beartown."

Maya nods. "I think that's exactly what happened."

Riley smiles at everyone. "Thank you, everybody."

Lucas shrugs his shoulders, looking at her with a smile. "That's what we're here for."

Riley walks over to Auggie. "Hey, Auggie?"

"Yeah?" Auggie asked.

"It's a great story that you chewed his face off because you wanted to hang out with me and Maya." Riley smiles a bit. "Never lose that, okay?"

Auggie smiles. "Okay."

Maya and Farkle sits down on the chairs at the table as Maya puts Auggie on her lap. Auggie looks at Maya. "Can we hang out?"

Maya shakes her head while Riley sits beside Lucas on the bench. "No."

"You know what? I think it's time I get out of here." Josh speaks up, setting his empty taco wrapping on the counter behind him. Topanga looks at him, tilting her head to the side. "What about forever?" Josh smiles at her in response. Topanga smiles a bit and nods. "I'll get your laundry."

"Josh, you can stay here as long as you like." Cory told his younger brother.

Josh kisses Sienna on the cheek, earning a smile from her. He smiles back at her before he walks over to his brother, patting him on the shoulder. "Yeah, I know. Thank you, but looking at you guys, I get this feeling that there's some good friends to be made back at my dorm."

Auggie grins. "With Schnoop-aloop?"

Riley chuckles. "Maybe Josh just needs to get to know him better."

"Maybe I just need to let him to get to know me better." Josh corrected his niece.

Zay nods. "Yeah. You know, you're not that bad of a guy at all."

"Oh yeah?" Josh raises his eyebrows at him. Zay dramatically gestures to the messed up bay window in the living room and goes to stand in front of it. Josh did the same dramatic gesture and stood beside him. "Thank you, Zay."

Zay nods. "You're welcome. And I'm glad that you and Sienna are still together."

"Still together?" Sienna raises her eyebrows, curious at what he was talking about. She walks over to the living room, now standing in front of the couch, looking at her boyfriend and Zay. "What do you mean?"

"I honestly thought you two wouldn't last this long." Zay admits. He smiles. "Good job for proving me wrong. You two are good together."

Josh and Sienna smile at each other when he said that. "Yeah, we are."

[gastrointestinaleustress]

..Yes

i really have to fart right now but i'm gonna hold it. i like being gassy. i get in the uber. the driver is playing music. in between songs i notice my stomach rumbling and feel embarrassed. cmon stomach, stop embarrassing me. we make our way to the highway, and i'm distracted as we pass by empty farms and tree-less grasslands. there's one construction company in the distance. what if i lose signal out here, can't order an uber, and shit myself? what if i shit myself in someone's car? what would i actually do then? i did already shit twice today, so maybe this is only gas. i am distracted by these thoughts until we make it to my destination.

i'm dropped off and my attention turns to completing my mission: get my first storage unit by myself. i look at a storage unit and ask if i can rent it. the man behind the counter hands me a paper to fill in and i hand him my driver's license. he begins filling in a form for me, and i find myself bored. i look around and hear my noisy belly once again. i also notice it's warm and spot an air conditioner in the wall, yet it wasn't on. then i realize how silent the room is, a silence broken by my gurgling belly. oh god i hope this ends soon. this is so embarrassing. i keep looking around the room and start sweating, feeling the pressure of awkwardness and the pressure of gas in my tummy. it starts to hurt. wow prune juice can make a lot of gas. but i also had kale and carrots in my sushi, and a plant protein sandwich, and yogurt with prebiotics. that's a lot of gut moving stuff. minutes pass and i feel my anus trying to open up. i squeeze my hole closed and the gas bubbles travel back into my guts. my guys roaring in protest. a long 15 minutes pass before i'm in my uber home and thinking thank God he's playing loud music.

at home i'm feeling gas cramps more intensely. okay i have to fart so bad it hurrrts. the pressure feels different this time, it's heavier in my colon and harder to resist ..i really have to shit. oo okay, maybe i'll hold this too. i make myself a coffee, half water and half milk. this will make it worse. that's hot. i can hold it until..i can't hold it. and then what? should i shit myself? i think i should. mm i have to shit right now. just focus on texting. okay. i text my girlfriend. they text me. i feel a large bubble of gas buried under shit fight to open me up to escape. the pressure makes me tighten my hole. i reply to my girlfriend and take a large gulp of coffee. a wave of gas cramps comes crashing. i give my belly a rub and take another gulp of coffee. almost done. i start to squirm. with my mug in my hand i start to shift my weight to one leg and then to the other restlessly. i look down at my tender belly and notice it's grown in the past few hours. it's much more round. my intestines groan, verbally informing me of the gas inside me. my intestines desperate to let it out. i swallow more coffee. i feel the shit and gas on the move trying to leave me again. it's so heavy, i press my cheeks together with all my energy. i squeeze my eyes closed. it recedes, and i thank God I didn't shit on the carpet. as i'm drinking coffee it immediately comes back, but i have less control.

oh it's happening now. okay. i quickly finish my coffee and feel a movement deep inside my tummy. i ran to to the bathroom. ow. okay where do i want to do this, floor or bath? ooo i have to shit. bath is easier. okay lemme take off my shirt. oh wow i have to shit. i'm lucky this didn't happen while i was out today.

lemme just double check, am i standing on anything? no. okay am i wearing anything that i care about? no. oh i have to shit so bad, oww. i think everything is fine, i'm - ah ow. just relax and you'll feel better. ow, oh- ohhhh it's happening now. i don't even have to push. mm that feels good. a loud fart urgently sputters out of my shorts and around the warm muddy shit quickly oozing out of my shorts. my shorts are pushed aside and each turd slides down my leg leaving skid marks behind. then they splat onto the tub. they're dropped in a pile below me. i notice the strong but sweet smell. another fart erupts from my colon. maybe the sweet smell was the prune juice. more mud slides out of my rectum and down my leg. or maybe it's the prebiotics from my yogurt fermenting inside me. it sticks to my leg and i look behind me. i see pieces of something in the cowpatty. kale? oh yeah from the veggie sushi. oh my that stinks. whew. and it's sickly sweet. that came right out of me. i really needed to shit. that happened so fast im really lucky earlier all i was feeling was the gas forming.

that is the story of my accident today. now that i'm high, many hours later, i'm finishing the veggie sushi i mentioned above. and i'm looking at the piece of kale in this sushi, knowing that i now know what this looks like in my shit. and that's the most full circle experience i've ever had.

[cevansbrat0007]

Scissors

Summary: What Andy wants, Andy gets...whether you like it or not.

Warnings: Grumpy Andy Barber, Brat!Reader, Scissors, Smut (implied), Light Daddy Kink, Cursing, Minors DNI

A/N: This drabble is part of my ongoing Growing Pains Series. Please enjoy and let me know what you think!

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“I thought I told you that I didn’t like those?” Andy growls, gesturing towards you.

“Yeah? Could've sworn I heard you the first time, friend.” Comes your snippy reply as you pile your kinky curly hair high on top of your head.

“Not your fucking friend.” Your boyfriend grunts as he takes off his suit jacket, draping it across the bed. “So take ‘em off.”

“No.” You cross your arms over your chest and shoot him your most mocking glare.

Andy is removing his cuff links when he hears those offensive words slide past your lips. “What did you say?” His voice is dangerously low as he blinks back at you. “Did you just say my least favorite word, baby girl?”

“Uh, I believe I just said my favorite word, you high-handed ork.” You had just made him sit through The Lord of the Rings Trilogy, so calling him that made sense to you.

“I want them off right now, sweetheart.” He orders as he goes back to undressing.

“And I want you to go bake me a cake. But since you’d probably burn our kitchen down, please stay far away from the oven.” You sass back, hands on your hips.

He lets out a frustrated sigh. “Sweetness, I told you what I wanted from you when we spoke on the phone before I got home. Why is it so hard for you to follow directions?”

“Ha! Because you said you’d be home by 5:30 with takeout, but it was 6:30 and there was no food. So you, my honeybee, were late on both counts. Hmph!” You turn your back to him and then proceed to traipse down the stairs.

“Goddamnit!” Andy calls after you, making you giggle. But you don't stop. At this point, you weren't just hungry. You were hangry. Which meant bad news for Mr. Andrew Barber. “I already said I’m sorry. I’ll order something now, but fulfill your part of the agreement and take them off!”

“I just said no!” You yell back.

Served him right!

Ten minutes later, your Andy Bear strolls down the stairs looking rather grumpy. “Baby, did you do what I...?" He trails off when he sees that you still haven't complied with his original request. "No you didn’t.” He blows out a frustrated breath.

You shrug at him and go back to reviewing your brand new cookbook. This weekend's menu was probably going to include mashed potatoes, asparagus, and honey garlic short ribs.

Your mouth begins to water just thinking about it. And then your stomach rumbles once more. Damn you, Barber.

Out of the corner of your eye, you notice that your boyfriend is fishing around for something. Shaking your head, you go back to reading.

Maybe you might decide to try your hand at the garlic rosemary lamb chops instead. Hmm. Decisions, decisions.

You go to turn the page. And then you feel cold metal on your hip, followed by a snipping sound. You look down to see Andy cutting off your panties with a pair of scissors.

Unfuckingbelievable!

“Andrew Barber!” You gasp. “What are you..? Why? Stop that!”

“Nope.” Your man responds with a feral gleam in his eyes. “When I tell you I don’t want you in panties, I don’t want you in fucking panties. Hold still.” He keeps cutting until he can remove them himself.

He brings them to his nose before inhaling. Deeply.

“Our food will be here in thirty minutes. How about you give me a little taste while we wait?” Andy wiggles his brows at you, his full lips curving into a devious smirk.

You open your mouth to protest, only to be cut off when he stands to his full height to grip your hips and haul you close.

“Baby girl, asking was only a formality. Now come to Daddy.”

END