#oh and little red riding hood got asked out on a date by one of cinderellas mice?

[camelspit]

oh my god rosin you’re rebloging OUAT posts??? i used watched that allllll the time! we truly have lived the same life <3 (also this is random but have you seen this animated show on netflix called the deep?)

used to watch ouat with my mom RELIGOUSLY back in the day.. even back then i knew whatever emma and regina had going on was kinda 😳 she started rewatching it recently so its been on my mind

also i havent watched the deep 😔

[simpingforheros]

Jason Todd Head canon 1#

I’m bored at work so I’m giving yall silly headcannons to make y’all smile. This is very crack! Headcanon vibes because I’m manic as well right now. But, I love my toxic zombie boy.

Redhood! Jason Todd X Batgirl! Reader

If they had became vigilante’s together, they would definitely reconnect after Jason starts to forgive the BatFam.

Would definitely always pair up with her just so they can cause some mischief during patrols.

Definitely play up the flirting in-front of civilians and would definitely encourage shipping just to annoy Bruce.

Would ditch galas to do riding around.

You two basically just resume your friendship until one night, you both got drunk after hanging out at Roy’s and yall wake up the next day with a broken bed and tattoos on y’all’s hips.

If You became batgirl after Jason’s death, God bless you

Jason would be hard on you with the intimidating and dickish act for a long ass time.

He wasn’t as bad as he was with the others because he understands that you weren’t involved with his death and you weren’t a replacement for him as much as you were Oracle’s.

When the moody stage finally passes and he realizes that you won’t put up with his tantrums, he will try a new approach.

Red hood becomes known as a menace to Batgirl in the media.

Whether it be he would somehow end up saving Batgirl while being a snarky ass hole or do behaviors that would cause her blushing face to be on the covers of tabloids.

At the manor, the pair bicker almost as much as they bonded over common interests.

Now the arguments revolve around those interests even if half of them started because of joke either one of them started.

“Bridgerton is just a horny girl’s excuse to not read Jane Austen” “Take that shit back right now!” “Make me.”

When the feelings actually start to develop, the bickering and the flirtation gets so bad that they become the most shipped ‘enemies to lovers’ ship among the tabloids and Gotham’s youth.

Finally, tension boils over when an incident happens where Batgirl was almost killed by a major villain.

Oh shit, Red Hood was not very happy to find out that Batgirl was currently in a hospital bed after a failed recon mission.

He went head hunting after that 🫢 Not that kind of head.

After that, Jason became unbearably protective of her. Volunteering to be on patrol with her, driving her to appointments, stalking her , breaking in coming over to her room/apartment to hang out.

It all boiled over after a heated and trauma dumping confrontation between the two where the neighbors/residents of the manor heard screaming, yelling, maybe a broken vase, and some creaming.

Red Hood! Jason Todd X Civilian! Reader

Ngl y’all, Jason dating a civilian would probably be a little toxic.

He’s either gonna date someone so fucking sweet that it fuels his need to be a protector and act as a balm to his failure complex.

Or he’s gonna date someone as fucked up as him so he feels some form of trauma bond with them.

He probably would spot eyes with them in a busy setting and because he’s very good at reading people, he would immediately start his stalking because he wanted to know if he can trust them before building a relationship with them.

Would probably never approach them as the Red Hood before meeting as Jason Todd unless it was a situation where he had to step in.

Secret lover boy with self sabotaging tendencies.

He would stage their first meeting as a form of meet-cute scenario. Most likely on the street or a bookstore.

Would play the long game of meeting by ‘chances’ and casual little conversations.

Has a weird prey/predator mentality where he wants them to give him their number first or ask him out first but he’s the one actually pursuing them.

If they started dating, he would treat things very slowly or very casually depending on which type they are.

If it’s the sweet one, he’ll play it slow and gentlemanly, like the romance movie lead.

He wouldn’t want intimacy or pressure anything like that even if he constantly thinks about it.

Maybe a little less toxic but more manipulative.

“Oh baby, there’s been a ton of robberies around that area. Let’s just go riding then we can go see that movie you been talking about.”

“Sweetheart, I love how precious you are, but I’m really busy right now. How about I swing by after work with some treats I already had picked out for you.”

His true nature would come out eventually. His vulnerability would show more, but by then his sweet little partner would be so loving and understanding.

They would comfort his nightmares and rub his aching muscles.

It would be 1.5 to 2 years into dating before he would reveal he’s Red Hood.

The fucked up one is getting toxic Jason.

This pairing probably met at a bar/party, and their relationship started out as a casual friends with benefits.

The two would become closer faster than he would with a sweet one, but oh my god, y’all fight for your lives.

Arguments are usually loud and heard throughout the apartment building before they would either screw iy out or have to separate.

Jason would eventually return with either dinner or a gift to apologize. He learnt that from his daddy Brucie.

Unless that man is down bad, in love, he ain’t telling y’all anything.

Anytime he gets asked about where he’s going to at night,

“It’s none of your business.”

“Work, don’t worry I’ll tell her you asked.”

“You know I’m busy.”

Don’t worry, the longer you two stay together, he sweeter he becomes.

Our toxic king will get better and less toxic.

It takes him to the moment he realizes that you really aren’t gonna leave him and that you love his fucked up ass, for him to tell you he’s the Red Hood.

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AN: That’s all I got for right now. Let me know if you want an Arkham Knight version or if I need to calm down with our Toxic King.

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[thatwritterbeach]

So About that Alley .3

Jason Todd x fmc

DC masterlist ALL OTHER PARTS FOUND HERE

Unedited***Also I swear Tumblr is messing up my spelling on purpose cuz everytime I re-read something I know I fixed it's wrong again

Alex: short, curvy, red hair, green eyes, redheads go through pain meds way faster than normal people to the point I personally don't even take them, it's a joke, they last 30 min at best

Summary: Alex finds out her bf is red hood, after she spills some not so great secrets to the masked man while stitching him up.

Warnings: Vaginismus* angst, sexual assault, self-harm, depression, drug use by Alex, violence, cursing, NSFW, smut, thigh riding, vaginal fingering, guided masturbation?, p in v (not overly described), pain during s*x, hiding said pain, hickeys?, self-hate, insecurities, eating disorder, weight loss

A/N: I do not own dc booho

stop what is this gif lol^^

"Hey, Jay," she asked in a totally calm totally cool manner the next morning, completely numb thanks to the nice little combo she'd whipped up. Not floating or un-present but not in pain, even where the arm of the couch was digging into her side as Jason squished into her, laying fully on top of her.

"Yes, my beloved?"

"Don't make me take away your books you little dork. I was just wondering if your family knows about you...you know, not being dead?"

"Uh, yeah, why?"

"Just if I happened to run into them I wouldn't wanna be like 'oh I'm dating Jason' and they'd be all 'wtf is wrong with this chick, he's dead' you know."

"I guess. Alex," he said grabbing her hand and pulling it to his mouth," I'm gonna introduce you, I'm not ashamed of you or whatever the hell else your mind is trying to say. My family is...overwhelming for most and I didn't want to scare you off."

"I get it dude, and since I just recently placed you as Robin you would have had to hire a family, or spill you deepest secrets to me. Lucky for you, I am the most understanding woman on the planet."

"I'd argue, but you're right. I'll text Alfred, the leader of the gang, and see when we can come for dinner. Be warned though, it could be tonight, they've been trying to get me to come home for a while now."

It was in fact that night. Alex scurried around for a clean pair of jeans, then after a glance in the mirror at her too large reflection she ripped them off and tossed them to the floor. A dress? No, that one has a tear. This skirt? No, it's too short. Jean short, they're clean but who the fuck wear jeans shorts to a mansion. Business slacks, no that says trying too hard. Ah ha, a superman t-shirt, and black leggings, then top it off with one of Jason's zip up hoodies.

"Is that what you're wearing," he asked with a laugh as he came into the room. In fact the laugh became a full blown fit and he doubled over nearly to the ground clutching his stomach and wheezing. With each second she got more and more self-conscious. Of course she couldn't wear what was basically pajamas to a fancy place, what was wrong with her. With a sigh she took off her boots and slid out of the leggings and switched them for her jeans, that she hated but whatever. Searching in vain for something that wasn't a graphic tee, or a business blouse she was half way through her closet when Jason recovered enough to notice what she was doing.

"No, put it back on, it's great, doll, I wasn't laughing at you, I was laughing with you."

"I wasn't laughing," she said without emotion.

"Hey, come 'er." Much to her wiggling protest he pulled her tight against him and placed several loud kisses along her scalp.

"Everyone else will be in pj's I solemnly swear, in fact I was just about to change into my matching flannel set, someone amazing bought it for me, but I can't remember who," he said tapping his chin with mock thought.

"Really?"

"Cross my heart," he said, though his fingers were crossed behind his back.

"Ok," she conceded trying to get free. He held on for another minute before spinning her out away from himself and winking when she fell back onto the bed. Matching pj's in hand he headed to the bathroom, not for privacy but to send an urgant group chat explicity stating lounge clothes were to be worn.

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[wriothesleybear]

AhH thank you so much for gifting us wriothesley content🐺🐺!!!! I really wish to see his drip marketing soon 😭🙏I cannot forget your idea of him being the big bad wolf with the little red Riding Hood fem reader ever since I saw u mention it--- it is it possible if you give us some more details on the idea? Did he want to eat her at first? Does he want to start a pack w her?? I have so many questionss

it makes me happy to know you like my headcanons🥹 same about the drip marketing. hoyoverse please give us something ! any crumbs will do😫 oh gosh i havent thought that much about the wriothesley x red riding hood! reader yet hmm but if i had to give some ideas:

headcanons below ~warning: a bit suggestive~

Pre-relationship headcanons:

the reader is this innocent little thing who is so sweet, kind, is good with animals and kids, and runs a bakery/cafe which is what caught Wriothesley's eye in the first place.

he had been at your shop before for some tea and knew you were the owner and you've seen him a few times in your shop, but you two had never really spoken.

in my headcanons, i see him as a gentleman so he's usually polite to anyone unless he knows you're a bad person/criminal

one day, he saved you from a couple of criminals who were bothering you. thats when you two finally spoke to one another. you were thanking him profusely for saving you. it would probably be too cute to him so he blushes a bit from how cute you are and gives you a slight smile saying its no big deal.

a few days pass and you find out where he works so you visit him to give him some homemade muffins as a thank you. this would cause the man to become more smitten with you.

even though I see him as not really being a sweets person, he'll eat your treats since you're the one who gave it to him. i mean, what kind of gentleman would he be if he let your treats go to waste.

after this, he would visit your shop more often just to see you and of course have some tea.

you guys would enjoy having conversations with one another and this would become a daily thing.

You would learn his order by heart, already having it ready when you knew he would show up soon. he would notice this and it would cause him to fall harder for you.

You guys would start off as friends of course but it would develop into something more as you got to know more about one another and spend more time together.

He would be the one to ask you out first and you say yes ofc. (he thought you looked so cute when you said yes and it made him happy !)

ofc it was an amazing first date ! he'd go a little bit all out. its your first date after all and its for you so he has to make a good impression ;)

Some relationship headcanons:

once this man falls for you, he falls hard (wolves mate for life)

always kisses your hand !!! he doesnt do that much pda except for that, a hand around your waist, a kiss on your head. he prefers more behind closed doors *wink wink*

When people see him showing affection towards you tho, they get shocked cuz those who don't know him think he's a bit of a scary dude based on his appearance and seeing him with an adorable, innocent s/o is surprising to them.

tea dates ofc

he's playful so playful bites/licks occur often and teases you

he loves hearing you laugh and smile. makes his heart race !

SOOO PROTECTIVE!

he has to protect his cute little innocent, kind darling, can you blame him🥺

he'd be like low-key possessive.

what i mean by that is by marking you. ofc with bite marks during your love making sessions but i could also see him gifting you a necklace with a crescent or symbol that symbolizes him.

it shows others that you're his and hands off!

or imagine its a little red hood that has his symbol on it and matches his cape ahhhh! that'd be so cute!

adding on to that, he's not really the jealous type because he knows you're his but when he sees you giving someone else more attention than him, he might get a little needy.

he just wants his little red riding hood to give him all of their attention and love

please play with his hair and give him scratchies

wouldn't be overly clingy but will hang around you a lot when he can like. like he has to be touching you in a way aka hugging you, you sitting on his lap, etc. or just having you near him while he works is enough

he's gotta make sure you are reminded daily that he loves you

he would be a little bit of a worry wart when he's not with you, always wondering if you were okay

HE IS DEVOTED TO YOU! he would do anything for you maybe even break the law for you👀 he is whipped

a family man

he would for sure want to have a family with you !

would probably want a big one (going off on the fact that wolf packs are usually around 6-10 members from what i read)

Sigewinne is already your guys' child. Its important for you two to get along and you do.

When he sees you two getting along, it makes him so happy !

his thoughts often lead to thinking about you two having a family of your own one day (sorta makes him feral🫣)

he would be the one to bring up the topic when the time is right.

if you said yes, he'd be happy and probably take you right there omg🤭

if you're not ready, he would be understanding, but if you're willing, you could always 'practice' until the time comes ;)

overall, 10/10 boyfriend

i hope i didn't ramble too much. maybe i'll make a series out of this. i hope this answers your questions anon. have a wonderful day!🥰❤️

[lantanasmuttyfanfics]

omg you should totally write a story where eq wants to make gk jealous by flirting with badwolf

I’m so so sorry if this fic is really shitty, I was writing/editing while on the plane and then I got logged out of my account

But anyway I do hope this isn’t to bad and again I sincerely apologize if it is

Have a great day!!

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The evil queen was not happy and while that may have seemed normal for her she was unhappy for reason that seemed so… so foolish to someone like her. She was unhappy because boyfriend was apparently ‘to busy’ to see her with his summer exams coming up.

She couldn’t understand why that seemed to take more of his time than her, wasn’t she supposed to be everything and anything he focused on? And if that was the case why did he blow her off again to study after she had finally managed to pry him away from his textbooks.

So at last she had enough.

If he wanted to focus all his attention to ink on paper than maybe she could… distract him by paying all her attention to a certain fellow future villain. The evil queen didn’t regard the big bad wolf as one of her ‘friends’ in the least, but after he’d started to date her roommate (little red riding hood) they’d come to know each other more and more.

She didn’t think it was a necessaraly bad thing, as a fellow villain he could match her bad attitude as well as anyone could when coming up against the evil queen. So the had forged an alliance of sorts, they helped each other out when needed while still staying out of each other’s business.

It was the perfect way to get the good king to take his damned eyes away from the parchment and onto her. So here she was now walking into the castleteria with her head held high and her flaming eyes ignoring the good king as he patted the seat next to him.

The evil queen rolled her eyes internally, so now he wanted her to sit next to him? No, she didn’t think so. She’d make him suffer for putting paper above her. Instead the evil queen walked to the opposite side of the table and slid in the seat next to Wolf.

The evil queen smirked as she saw the good kings eyes furrow as he looked over the two, “so sweetheart how-.” The evil queen cut him of as she rested her head on her hand while turning to look at Wolf.

“Do you work out?” Wolf stopped for a second as the words registered in his mind, he turned to look at her in confusion. He was about to ask her what she meant when he saw the message in her gaze, softly smirking Wolf stretched his arms out while flexing them, the muscles accentuating and his beings popping out.

“No. It comes with the wolf genes.” He made another show of flexing his arms in front of her face. The evil queen had to hold in her scoff as her gaze flitted to the good king just quick enough to capture his reaction.

The good king to his credit wouldn’t seem bothered by all those around. But the evil queen could see the muscle ticking between his brows and his jaw clench as he peeked at Wolf and his girlfriend ever so often. “Really? That is so… interesting.”

The evil queen ran her nail down Wolfs vein as he brought his bicep closer for her to look at. The evil queen with a pretend glee, perked up and started running her hands through his hair while her eyes trailed to the good king.

The fork in his hand was now bent at an awkward angle and his eyes had turned darker than before, “are you watching the bookball game tonight?” The good king tried to divert attention away but the evil queen jumped at the opportunity.

“Oh I think you’d make a wonderlandifull book ball player. You should definitely try out.” She made a big show of biting her lip as she slid closer to Wolf who looked ready to burst out laughing as he looked at the more than unimpressed look on the good kings face.

“You know what they say bookball players have the best arms.” Nobody actually said that, bu the evil queen doubted that the good king actually knew that. I mean if he spent all that time looking at stupid ink on paper she was sure he’d not know that it false.

“Sweetheart.” The good kings voice had an edge that even the evil queen was surprised to hear. “How about we go for a picnic tonight?” The evil queen smirked internally as she pretend to think it over for a while before answering.

“No can do. I’m going to go watch Wolf do some… sparring!” Wolf and the good king looked at the evil queen in confusion, the latter speaking out first. “No I’m not- I mean yeah sorry man but I need to borrow her for a while.”

Wolf put his arm around the evil queen for emphasis while rubbing his leg from where she had kicked him moments previously. The good king gritted his teeth while his mind swirled, he knew that she wasn’t the one to cheat even despite her destiny to be evil.

So he was more aggravated with the lack of attention she gave him compared to Wolf. The evil queen suppressed a little smile as she saw his reaction, all she needed now was for him to follow the bate.

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The good king scrunched a piece of parchment and threw it in the bin as he sighed. Since the encounter at lunch he’d been agitated and full of jealousy seeing someone else so close to his girlfriend.

He wasn’t usually a jealous guy, but seeing her and Wolf together… they looked so right like they made sense. Him and the evil queen didn’t and that hurt him.

It wasn’t just the jealousy, it was also the fact that if the evil queen and the big bad wolf did decide to date nobody would question it. They were two destined villains, while him and her…

Dropping his head against the table, the good king groaned but just as he was about to continue with his assignment he heard the distinct laugh of the evil queen.

The sound reverberated within him and unconsciously he was getting up from his seat. His body wanting to see what made her laugh without his mind realizing.

He took a few steps out the library, making sure to he as quite as possible as he perked around the corner.

As he did all thoughts of insecurity left his head and instead was replaced by a deep burning anger and jealousy.

Just ahead he saw Wolf and his girlfriend sitting together by the schools entrance. The evil queen had her arm wrapped around Wolfs shoulders as he explained some sort of joke.

The closeness of the two itched at his mind and as they walked out towards the forest his envy and jealousy got the better of him.

He followed close behind, teeth gritted and jaw clenched as he continued to watch the encounter. He prided himself in being a level headed man but at this moment the only thing he wanted was so break Wolfs head against the tree.

What he didn’t realize was that the evil queen was well aware of his presence and was boasting in the jealousy he radiated.

The evil queen thought with satisfaction that she’d have to tease and rile him up more often. Something about his jealous nature took deep root in her heart.

Pretending to laugh once again the evil Queen ‘tripped’ and waited for Wolfs animal reflex’s to catch her as she smirked at him while quickly glancing over her shoulder.

The good kings knuckles had turned white and the veins in his forehead jumped out. I was clear to all he’d had enough.

With that final thought, the good king jogged over to the pair. He didn’t think it over as he grabbed his girlfriend by the hand and pulled behind his back as he glared at the big bad wolf.

The evil queen from behind him finally let her face erupt into a smirk that rivaled the Cheshire cats while she let the scene unfold.

“Don’t you have houses to huff and puff down.” The words came out in a soft growl as the good king looked at Wolf with distaste.

Wolf furrowed his brows his hands clenching, sure he didn’t care about his destiny that much but he found it disrespectful when someone deliberately got it wrong.

“Don’t you have a mirror to stare out trophy husb-.” The evil Queen cut both of as she let her magic erupt around her.

“Enough. Wolf I’ll see you tomorrow.” Without an other word she dragged the good king back to the castle. He followed glad for her attention to finally be on him.

The evil queen thought the same as they stopped beside a dark empty corridor. “I’m glad I finally got you away from those stupid books.”

Before he could question her, their mouths met in a long and passionate kiss. They soon got lost in each other and ignored the rest of the world as they stood in that hallway mouths locked.

Yes. She decided, she really did like his jealous side.

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I do hope it wasn’t to bad

Just a quick reminder since I’m getting back on schedule after traveling please hold of any requests until my routine is normal again

Anyway hope you enjoyed and have a great dayyy!!

[minhio22]

My Melody

Paradox live x sanrio collab

Yeon Hajun x reader

Word count: 1122 words

It's a random af idea that came to me while i was studying for my national exams. Also me finally laying out this thing so it looks a bit more appetising 🧍

You were surprised when BAE brought back the thing you were staring at. They placed it on the couch you were sitting on. You were waiting for them at their shared apartment and when Hajun brought it back from wherever they got it you were surprised. 

Long pink rabbit like ears, a cape inspired by little red riding hood and a light blue bow on one of her ears. It would be a lie to say you weren't familiar with the all popular Sanrio character My Melody but you were just stunned that they brought her out of nowhere. Hajun seemed amused at your staring as your mouth was slightly opened. Hajun was leaning against his palm, gauging your reactions hoping to tease you for them later but for now he would let you stare in awe. Anne and Allen were there on the couch too snickering slightly at your reactions. 

"So remind me why you have My Melody here with you guys? Also, can I touch her or something?" You questioned not even averting your gaze. 

"Well every group in Paradox Live is collabing with Sanrio characters. We're gonna do a photoshoot with them at a later date. They let us bring them home so we could bond."  Allen answered.

"Every group gets a different character. We got this little cutie right here." Anne squeezed My Melody's cheeks. "Here, here, go on, you can hold her and even have a conversation with her!" Anne gushed as they placed the rabbit that's the size of a small stuffed animal in your arms. 

"And the one who has the honor of modeling would be yours truly. Not that anyone else would be fit." Hajun smirked as he still stared at your reactions. You were too enamored by the little bunny in your arms to even deadpan at your boyfriend's ego. 

"I'm Melody! Who are you?" Melody had beamed at you. You definitely felt like some part of your childhood self had been fulfilled. She was too cute that you couldn't help but crack a smile at her.

"I'm Y/n." You hesitate momentarily wondering if you mention it but Hajun did it for you. The man slyly took your hand and kissed your palm.

"My girlfriend." Hajun smirked albeit affectionately enjoying the sudden flush on your face from his actions.

"Oh! The prince-like guy has a pretty significant other!" Melody clapped her hands happily. The other two laughed at the interaction, finding it entertaining.

"So um.. What was that about you modeling?" You asked, trying to change the subject. Hajun had let go of your hand. 

"Well my dear girlfriend. I shall be modeling with Melody here for merchandise to sell. Why would you like to tag along and see your handsome boyfriend in action?" Hajun teased. 

Ugh he really knew how to get you going but the offer was tempting. Hajun was already good-looking as he normally was but when he was modeling…. Let's just say it's a whole nother level in itself. It was something that could get anyone's knees weak and jaw drop. He was just that catching so when he said that even though it was for the purpose of teasing you…. You had to mull it over. 

A few days had passed and you caved in. You were at the place where they would be taking pictures. Some of the members from other teams were there also. Like Shiki from TCW with Hello Kitty, Nayuta from cozmez with Little Twin Stars and to your worries, Hajun's half-brother, Dongha was there along with Kuromi. You just hoped Hajun didn't suddenly decide to start verbally fighting with Dongha or someone else. But you knew he took his job seriously and he keeps his professionalism.

Allen and Anne opted to not come as only Hajun was needed for the photoshoot and they had other errands to do. (Allen had deadlines to finish.) So here you were with Melody in your arms as you waited for Hajun. He left her with you as he went to get ready. You wondered what he would wear for this photoshoot. 

As if the universe heard your thoughts at that moment, Hajun came out of the dressing room and hands down you were swooning and falling for him all over again. Blood rushed to your cheeks painting them a healthy red. Hajun noticed you from afar and smirked as he headed your way.

"Wowie! Hajun really looks handsome." Melody had said to you. You just nodded absentmindedly as you were busy staring at the man that was heading your way ready to tease you relentlessly. 

He was in an all pink outfit to which you thought suits him surprisingly well. Pink polo shirt, with a sweater fitted over it and a loose jacket over it. Three layers of clothing and a little light blue ribbon clipped onto his collar that matched that of Melody. Hajun had arrived in front of you as you were soaking the image of him in your mind. How badly you wanted to take a picture of him right now but you wouldn't hear the end of it from him. 

Hajun leaned down and whispered in your ear. "So how do I look?" He whispered with a big smirk on his face at your flushed face.

"Surprisingly pink suits you way too well Hajun." You answered somehow without stumbling over your words. 

"Hajun looks handsome!" Melody excitedly said. 

Hajun chuckled and thanked Melody as he gently took her from your arms as if you two were transferring a baby. He didn't pull back without leaving a mischievous peck on your cheek making you even more flustered. He winked and walked off to his photoshoot. You saw him momentarily glare at someone behind you but you brushed it off thinking it might just be Dongha or someone else. You just stared at him walking away while rubbing the place he just kissed on your cheek, your face flushed red. You supposed you would enjoy the view then.

After the photoshoot Hajun showed you a picture of yourself sleeping with Melody in your arms which he took without you realizing. You were so embarrassed because you looked like a wreck in the picture that you tried to take his phone from him to delete it. Unfortunately he dangled the phone far away from your reach since he was taller to which you could only tiptoe to try and reach. He only smirked as he kept teasing you unrelenting with his mischievous jabs saying how cute you look and all. It was all true words but Hajun always relishes in teasing you. He planted another kiss on your cheek making you even more embarrassed!

Bonus:

[ask-missparker]

Say you’ll remember me / Once Upon A Time AU

Pairing: Snow & Charming, Nikolai & Amelia

Inspired by the episode Snow Fall, Season 1x03

Summary: While on a small school trip, one of the kids notices something similar in their book, as one of patients brings more than just a breath of fresh air to the tale.

Characters mentioned: Rochelle, Riley, George and Georgia, Alexander Hawkins, Belladonna and etc.

Note: Tittle is inspired by one of Taylor Swift’s song, can you guess which one?

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The woods were lower, trees were tall, rivers were flowing nicely and the morning was brightly painted darker green. Some trees were knock over the road, turning into stumps and sirens were racing across the path.

The royal carriage came to a point, stopping by the logs as close up near one of trees stood a man red leather and a larger made hat grinning. Once the carriage arrives, a women in a cherished red corset and long skirt stepped out as you could hear a man yelling from inside to return back to her seat but she refused to listen.

“Your majesty, it was chopped down.” Said the ride of the horse, “You should return back to your carriage or let us figure out another way.”

That was when the carriage was attack, as the man dropped down from the tree, snatching the bag with a set of jewels and raced off. The women gasps, watching the man go as she ran after him attacking him to the ground. He didn’t notice she was running after him from the horse.

They tackled one another, as he hover over her huffing and puffing. She looked up at him, titled her head seeing his hoodie fall off his forehead and hanging off his ear. She ended up with a cut on her left cheek.

“Do i know you from somewhere?” She asked underneath her breath.

“Possibly princess.” He replied with a light grin.

He leaped off the ground, grabbing her horse with a smirk and jumped onto the trusty steed. She stood up, ruffing dirt of her skirt and touched her cheek huffing.

“Wherever you are, i will find you!” She yelled, looking at her naked hand that held a smudge of blood from her chin.

~~~

It was quiet in Fighter-Town, but buzzing with movement it always felt on Friday nights. Inside Grandpa’s Diner, plenty of people seated eating, sharing drinks and or finding a quiet place to study. At one of the booths, Nikolai sat having dinner date with a nurse from the hospital.

He was trying to have a decent conversation with her, as he talked about work and life, wanting to have a simple set plan. The women was only half paying attention, as she was more focused on one of the waiters nodding every couple of moments.

He notice her eye-line.

Nikolai sighs with an eye roll, “A-are you even listening to anything I said?”

The nurse, Robins, looked back at him and nodded, “Y-yeah..you were talking about, um uh, work right...?”

“Not even close but yeah..sure, let’s go with that.”

“Sorry. A little distracted.”

“Mhmm..”

After a few short moments of speaking to one another, there was more of a friendly dynamic as the other didn’t even look interested at all. Melissa gave them both of the check, as Nikolai paid then walked out of the Diner grumbling how he couldn’t believe he listened go on a blind date with some girl.

As he was walking away, pulling down the hood of his jacket to notice the people of the town. He half smiled noticing couples and friends walking down the streets. On the edge of the sidewalk, he noticed a short haired brunette sitting down on the ground drinking a soda and looking at a crumbled newspaper.

“Hey, you okay?” He asked, glancing over at him.

He was startled for a split second but regained his thoughts, “Oh? Uh, yeah..kinda in a tight spot. Appears like the room, I was renting raised the bill and realized I lied about my age..”

“You lied about your age?”

“Mhm hmm..looking for a place to crash now. Got a few days..”

“You got any friends here who can take you in?”

“I don’t think anyone here would want me in their home..and I don’t really got friends.”

Nikolai heard from a couple of people that Ethan, one of new towners, was staying at the Bed & Breakfast until he found an apartment. And from what he learned that it doesn’t seem like the other adults would let him in, he sure as hell wasn’t gonna ask his brother for help either.

He remembered hearing about the younger folk of the town, the teens and kids, talk among themselves. Saying there is a curse, he didn’t believe it whatsoever but thought it was cute they were bonding at least.

He hummed, “What about Belladonna? Maybe she was convinced her mother..”

He shake his head, “I would but she doesn’t seem like the invited for a sleepover kinda person.”

“And you don’t want to give the wrong impression.”

“Right. What you doing up so late?”

“I’m an artist, I tend to be a night owl more than most. And I uh, was out trying a date.”

He winced seeing his face, noticing from the looks of it, none of it went as planned. The older brunette scoffed and shake his head with a shrug muttering how it was a stupid blind date.

“Ah well, if true love was easy, everyone would do it.” Joshua repiled with a half smile.

This time Nikolai chuckled, “Oh definitely. You know..I do have a spear home if you..”

“Oh no, I would be intruding your privacy..”

“Hm uh..well if you like to ever come over for a warm cup of hot chocolate, my door is always open.”

“That…that sounds nice. Thanks.”

“Don’t stay out too late, you hear?”

Joshua roll his eyes, jokes with a mocking tone, “Sure thing dad.”

“Very funny.” Nikolai replied with a grin walking away with a nod, silently chuckling to himself.

——

The following day, Riley and her friends were volunteering with their class at the hospital. Their teachers Rochelle, and her father Rick were watching over the group helping them hang banners. It was a nice thing to do, Rick lifted Riley up to pin a balloon to a wall.

Rochelle was helping a couple of other students, telling them to be careful and be kind. Some students were coloring, others were chatting with their friends and other hanging up decorations. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed her son George entering a patients room as she watched for a moment.

The patient was asleep. George was more of the bookworm, curious about things and one to keep to himself. He hang out with his twin sister, Georgina, and Riley so he read about the story they keep gushing about. He thought it was dumb, that it was girl stuff when it come to fairytales, he was more into comic books like Iron Man and rest of The Avengers.

But as he found a quiet room to place a set of flowers in, the patient caught his eye, a Jane Doe, asleep. She held a scar above her right cheek, similar to the tales he heard his sister talk about. According to Georgina, their mother was Cinderella and that she was friends with all the other charcters in the book. He read too many comic books to know a thing or two about design.

But before he can take a further look—

“Honey?” Said his mother, Rochelle, leaning against the door, “We could really use your help.”

“I’m good.” He replied, glancing at the women, “Is Ms. Doe gonna be okay?”

“I hope so. No one has come to claim her yet but for as long as I can remember, she has been peaceful asleep. She always seemed like a kind soul to me, or so I think.”

“What’s wrong with her? She looks fine.”

“Well sometimes things happen, sweetie, like they fall unconscious and it’s hard not to know what happened.”

“You sure no one knows or claimed him yet?”

“Well, that I know of, not really. I sometimes come with friends on my rounds and they stop by watch if something happens.”

“And does something happen?”

“Nope. But I hope one day it something well.”

George gave his mother a soft smile, “You sure you don’t know her?”

Rochelle smiled, “I think I would remember if I did, come on we’re heading out for lunch soon.”

As soon as lunchtime hits, George went to talk with his sister and Riley about his newfound discover. Riley squealed and Georgina grinned, knowing they have to tell Belladonna and her friend she hasn’t met yet. Riley was thinking about the other people who might be interested in their tale, but then thought it was better to keep it between them. A few short hours later, Belladonna was dragging Joshua to the park bench where the others were bubbling with discovery.

Georgina couldn’t wait and split the beans on her twins newfound information as Riley pointed to the small hand drawn doodles of the characters. Belladonna listened and nodded as Joshua stayed curious humming to the news as he introduced himself to the twins.

“According to the little monsters, you’re mother is Snow White..or that’s least what i got from Georgina’s sentence.” Belladonna said, referring to the book.

Joshua nods looking at the nicely crafted hand drawn pieces as he tilted his head, “..that’s who she is? Guess Riley was dead on.”

Riley grinned, “Duh! I can sense it.”

Her brother held the book as Georgina added, “The scar is the same as Geo says. In the same place! You need to find her Prince Charming.”

“Who is the tattoo guy! Nik-Nik..” Riley said trying to pronounce his name correctly.

Joshua smiled and helped her with the name, “Nikolai. That’s her charming..my dad? Uh, telling your possible love is in the hospital won’t be as ideal. It can hurt someone..”

Belladonna heard what he said and thought about it, putting her detective skills to good use. To her, yes it was kinda insane what the others are saying and pretty risky cause the person might not believe it but the again, she risked being grounded to bring her biological father here.

After a moment she spoke up analyzing the idea, “..not unless you read to them. Studies show reading to a patient can held them with brain function and get the neurons to fire up again. It won’t be the worst thing if she at least woke up from her coma.”

Joshua shared a look with her, thinking about for a moment as she was correct and nodded smirking deciding it was worth a shot. He went to go ask find Nikolai working at the coffee shop nearby the grocery store, he confused him for a moment, he thought he was a tattoo artist. But then the man explained before he was working with peoples skin at his shop, he was serving coffee. So he likes to come over and help out his fellow old workers if they are understaffed.

He followed the man out of the coffee shop into his man area of expertise, trying to explain the idea. He started to lean inside the exact words he wanted to say until Nikolai broke into a confused almost awkward chuckle and said, “You want me to read to a coma patient?”

“Yeah pretty much.” Joshua repiled, taking a seat in one of chair inside the shop watching the man clean his tools, “According to Belladonna, and she’s right, that reading will help her wake up. Maybe something will click.”

“She’s not right, I’ll give you that. Uh, out of curiosity, who do you kids think she was in your little book?”

“I uh..”

“Come on, I’m friends with the town’s parents. I heard Rochelle talking my ear off about her daughter’s cute stories while I was piercing her ear.”

“…uh, we..they think that she is Snow White.”

“And…I’m the..Prince Charming..? Well damn..I haven’t seen the girl yet, okay I’ll play, is she pretty?”

“You’ll have to see for yourself then.”

A couple of short hours later, Nikolai sat down in front of the girls bed with a storybook opening the tale. He took in her features, from her long dark brown hair to her lighter skin tone in the lights of the room. Not half bad, he thought to himself…

~~~~~~~~

…in the lowly dark cave, the man collected his items among them being a small bottle of black dust as he smirked, putting on his sleek hat and walked out into the greenery and snow of the forest. After only a mere couple of steps, he was tossed up into a net as he shouted and snarled, quickly reaching for his dagger to cut himself out.

Then he heard. He whipped his head around to see a fair young lady, in cream almost pure white skirt and a corset to match, her hair was shorter as she stepped forward giggling. Her lips were as blushing red as her skin blended nicely within the scenery.

“I told you I’ll find you.” She said looking up at the net with a smile, “Whatever you do, I’ll find you.”

“Is this the only way you can catch a man? By entrapping him?” He replied with a light glare, using his dagger to point at her.

“The only way to find thieves like yourself. I am impressed by your work, though.”

He leaned forward as he smirked, “Well are you real darling princess?”

“I have a name you know..” She replied, crossing her arms.

“Don’t care, surprisingly, darling princess suit you. Now, cut me down, princess!”

“I’ll release you when you give me back my jewels.”

“You don’t look like the jewelry type, I’ve noticed.”

“Ar-what’s that supposed to mean? Are you insulting me?”

“Oh no, how dare i insult a princess? But then again, you don’t look like one.”

Charming smirked, watching her face turn to smile to a confused frown, as if he got under his skin. He has been around royalty enough to know a princess when he sees one, and her, she was no princess. Or least not like the ones he has encountered before, due to the fact that she went to find him and not a knight.

“I sold them.” He added for good measure, as his smirk grew seeing her face narrow down.

“What?” She asked, as her eyes narrowed not believing what he said and glared, “You’re lying.”

“Nope, i ain’t. Why do you care princess, don’t you have a little ol’ castle filled with them?”

“Theses were special. The jewels in there belonged to someone very important to me, they were a gift for my—”

“The nerdy asshole with the bad attitude, that’s what this is all about? Oh darling, you can do better.”

“..i’m his fiancé..well sorta..”

He snorted loudly, “Good luck, hell i’m a better option than him. You must be getting something impressive to agree to that marriage.”

“If you only knew..” She repiled with a sigh, “Look, it’s complicated enough, that i was picked out for the job but still..”

“Let me guess, he doesn’t want you either but you’re doing it for the good of your little kingdom. It’s cute, but seems like a last stitch effort to avoid war and you came all this way for your jewels back to—”

“Okay! Okay, okay, okay, I get it! Please, take me to where you sold them and get my stuff back.”

He shook his head a couple of time tell her that he won’t do it. There is nothing that would get it to do it. That was when she pulled out a scroll that showed his name, Prince Charming—Nikolai Morozov—wanted for treason and thievery agonist the The Dark Prince.

“So what would it be, sweetheart?” She asked with a smile.

He responded with a grunt and sighed, being impressed by her. He shook his head and agreed to take her.

~~~~

Soon they were on their merry way, crossing the path fill with some ice and snow, due to the recent fall the path few week. Charming took her hand, crossing a log carefully to not let her slip as Snow stayed close watching for any creatures nearby. It was a decent walk, making small talk as they did, throwing in a little comment here and there.

Charming asked, “So what’s your deal?”

“My deal? Your the one who who is wanted for stealing.” She replied, with a chuckle.

“Yeah well, it’s more than that.”

“Yeah? What made you look bad against the prince?”

“I was born.”

“Oh..sorry about that.”

“It’s fine. He’s just jealous, i guess.”

“Why do i feel like those posters are lies then?”

“Because they are. He says i ruined his life, that I was useless and untrustworthy.”

“You don’t seem useless or untrustworthy to me..yet.” She added smiling, a rather kinder one.

He paused for a moment hearing that bit, letting a smile reach his lips and nodded, “T-thank you. So how did the darling princess end up in this position huh?”

“Long story short, I was sorta hand picked by the prince. I tried to say no after seeing my friend’s sad look on her face..”

“Oh jeez. Why didn’t you? You could’ve said something.”

“It wasn’t the prince who picked but the king. His father, that prince, his name is Fitz loves my friend Jemma, but his father didn’t notice. Now i’m posing as his bride to cover up their romantic relationship.”

“That is..rather kind of you. Taking the time to do that.”

“Thank you. It’s why i need my jewels back, inside is a bracelet.”

“And the chain? I saw a chain with what looks to be a ring in there.”

“My mothers..it belonged to my parents.”

As the two of them made their way, the pair keep talking sharing a couple of laughs and be careful among the woods. They stopped to food and water, Nikolai tried to escape the girl but ended up being chased by 2 Dark Knights, as he used his sword to try and fight him. He was able to take one down easily with a blast of his shadow and his sword. He was dead within a matter of minutes. The other came out of nowhere starling him, fighting him the best he could when a arrow came into the knight’s back.

Out of breath he blinked, “T-thank you. W-why did you—i could’ve handled that. You didn’t have to come and help.”

“Well you ran off and i saw the black horses. I decided to help you.” She repiled with a little smile, shrugging.

“But why? You could’ve ran.”

“It was a good thing to do, i guess.”

They ended in at a troll bridge, 2 trolls came up asking him what exactly did the young prince want. He explained he wanted the jewelry back and he’ll return the money, holding out the coins. One troll was sniffling the girl weirdly, seeing her being seen as royalty by her jewelry. Charming tried to cover for her, saving she was nobody important.

But they didn’t believe him, as one of the troll held her back ready to hurt her as she shouted to let them go. They threw Charming’s bag on the ground along with his sword. Snow watched him being thrown back onto the ground then picked up kicked away. He was fighting one.

She was let go for a moment said sword to hit the troll telling him to run, as he nodded grabbing the pocket of jewelry then rushed off.

He thought she was behind him, looking over his shoulder to see her losing her grip and seemed more than tired. She lost the sword as it was on the ground. He looked at the pocket full of jewels, thinking on his feet as he smirked and pats his own pockets realizing he still had the dark dust.

Just as Snow thought she was toast, in came a gasping sword hitting one of the trolls as the creature turned around.

“Missed me?” Yelled Charming, as he took the dark dust into his hand and thrashed the troll away. He did the same with the others, before holding out a hand to lift the young girl from the ground. He gave her a gentle yet delightful smile.

She gladly took his hand, dusting off herself was still holding it, returning the lovely smile. She thanked him and asked, “Why come back for me?”

“It was the right thing to do.”

“You were right, those poster are all wrong.”

He picked up their things and lead out away from the troll bridge down the exact path they needed to be on. She blushed realizing she was still holding his hand as he grinned brightly at the moment, he rather liked it.

He realized he had to sadly see her go, returning the bag of jewelry to her. He noticed her open it and hold up a chain, with a tiny hoop that could’ve been mistake as a ring.

He grinned, “What’s that for?”

“For you.” She said, handing it over.

“I couldn’t possibly take it. It’s yours.”

“Yes but, you deserve something good for what you did.”

“I never got your name.”

“Some call me Snow White but others like to call me Amara...”

He repeated the names with a nod, “Amara and Snow..I sometimes get called Nicholas instead of Nikolai.”

She grinned this time, “Sir Nicholas..yet, rather Charming.”

“Charming?”

She shrugged playing it off cool as he chuckled, placing the necklace around his neck, bid her goodbye with a wink.

“Wait? Will i see you again?” She asked, shyly.

He thought about and nodded, “Yeah, we might. Hope to meet you here again soon, Snow.”

~~~

…as Nikolai closed was about to finished reading the last couple of lines, he noticed the women, Jane Doe fingers twitch as if she was reaching out. His eyebrows raised and asked for a doctor, who came and check but the doctor responded that her status seems normal.

But he knew what he saw.

He walked out with a glare, not without a second look at the Jane Doe, running off to find the kids. Belladonna and Joshua was right.

The next day, he found Belladonna with Ethan sitting outside the Diner, explaining to them what exactly happened. Belladonna kept a neutral face as a small smile played on her lips meanwhile her father tried to understand what was going on, rolling his eyes.

His kid started to roll in the adults into her whole curse theory, asking if Nikolai believed in these tales as he got a semi-shrug in response, all he knew is that he helped in a odd way.

The trio entered the hospital after a couple of hours only to find Jane Doe went missing. Erik was there looking into it. Even worse, Nikolai found his older brother, Alexander, standing there asking what the heck is he doing here of all places. Belladonna eyed the man, suspicious of his role in this as she watched the brothers speak.

Ethan spoke up, “What is the mayor doing here?”

“I’m one of her emergency contact, Ms St. James’s mother brought her in a few short years ago, I offered to be on her list.” Alexander responded, glanced between the teen and both men.

“Of course Liane did. Well, she’s gone now, where do you think she would’ve gone?”

“As if I know, according to Sheriff Erik, she just left with no contact. I suggest you stay out of this, all of you.”

Nikolai scoffed, “You would like that, won’t you, Alex? Time is precious and if you’re not gonna help just leave. We both know you’re rather busy.”

Alexander looked at his brother, “Busy is not the word I would put it, I’m not going to argue with you right now. You want to play hero, go ahead.”

With that the man left as Belladonna’s eyes followed him out the double doors, whipping out her phone as she listened to the other’s talk.

Erik, Ethan and Nikolai talked trying to figure out how to go about this. Looking between rounds and security footage of the last 12 hours. They noticed that Jane Doe walked out alone, she was alright.

Ethan asked where did the others lead to, as Erik said, “The woods.”

Belladonna looked up from her phone hearing that last part, excusing herself to go home real quick, saying she got some homework to finalize. But what she really did was head back to home grabbing her copy of the book and finding Joshua to let him what happened.

Belladonna explained the story in full to Snow & Charming taking apart the lines to piece things together, as Joshua listening picking up any clues.

She figured it out before he did where Jane Doe was going, grabbing her flashlight and pepper spray. Joshua joked how they were gonna have to owe Riley and The Twins something like sweets for figuring out the story beforehand.

———

Belladonna lead them into the woods, following the adults trail being quicker than most. Joshua wanted to ask how was she so good at this stuff but decided against it at how impressed he was. He caught her once before she could trip on a log and she thanked him for it.

After a while, Ethan looked over as he was following behind Nikolai and Erik as he noticed the teens.

His eyes widen, “What are you doing here?! Liane is kill me then you, then me again.”

“Relax. Here I know where she is.” She replied calmly, sharing a look with the young brunette.

Joshua got the hint as he added, “It’s right in the details on the story. It’s the bridge.”

Ethan rolled his eyes, “Well, fine, if I lose you both then it be both my fault. Keep walking and don’t break bone while we’re out here.”

The three of them followed the others, as Ethan and Erik found themselves near the tall trees that lead to a Toll Bridge. Before the kids and two men can say a word, Nikolai leaps across the lake to find the women on the ground nearby.

Nikolai and Ethan pulled whatever strength they had, get to Jane Doe laying upright. Erik without a second later, calls an ambulance as Ethan checks for anyone else that could have been near.

As Belladonna shine her flashlight and Joshua checks for any damage to her, it Nikolai who takes charge in bringing the women to wake up. As Joshua was doing started doing CPR, Nikolai did some mouth-to-mouth and as he pulled away, she came up for air.

“Oh, my God!” He said, cupping her face as if naturally pushing hair away from the girl’s face, “Hi there. You gave us all quite a scare.”

“You saved me..” She mutter.

“Do you know your name, sweetheart?”

“..no. Uh Mia…?”

“It’s okay, Mia.” He said, trying to reassure her, “You’re gonna be okay.”

“Thank you..”

——

“Her name is Amelia Spencer.” Liane St. James explained to the group at the hospital. After the 4 of them found Amelia at the woods, she was brought in to get checked out. She continued, “I remember I found her outside the streets some time back but never found true legal documents for her until later. Alexander helped me with that part.”

Ethan shrugged, “Odd. You just found the legal paperwork now for this woman. Is she married? Somebody we can call?”

“She has a friend who lives here in the town, I can call her. But no she’s not married or anything for that matter.”

“But she entered the woods as if she was looking for something.”

Joshua cleared his throat to catch their attention, nodding for Belladonna to speak up, “Or someone. She woke up and was looking for someone.”

Liane sighed looking at her daughter, “Why were you in the woods anyway? It’s dangerous for you, both of you.”

“I can handle myself, Mom. And I wasn’t alone, I knew what I was doing.”

Ethan looked between both young ladies and nodded, “She was fine. I told her to go home but she rather focused on staying.”

Meanwhile, Nikolai looked at the clear doors that held Amelia Spencer who was being looked at by nurses and doctors. She seemed uncomfortable, but her gaze soften as she looked at him. A nurse was checking her pulse as a tiny hoop played on her middle finger.

He sighed giving her a soft smile, playing with the chain around his neck. He knew she was being taken cared of and that’s what mattered. For a split second he thought of the story he read to her hearing the muttering voice of the teens in the background about the situation.

Nikolai stood there for a few short moments listening to the others before deciding to leave the hospital. Not without looking over his shoulder to see Amelia gaze falling on him once again then back to the nurse.

Joshua looked pleased to hear he helped out today, even if it was something minor, a part of him started to wire the whole idea of the tales and the real world together. It was silly but a little cocky hope wasn’t the worst thing. He patted Belladonna on the shoulder as she gave him a tiny smile, before heading out of the hospital.

As he walked out of the medical wing and onto the streets, he saw Nikolai zipping on his coat. He gave him a soft smile, “Hey.”

“Hi.” He replied turning around to face the young brunette with a similar smile, “Everything alright?”

“Yeah. Uh, by any chance that room is still available?”

“Yeah, yeah it is. Let’s go home.”

Joshua nodded following him to the older dark brunette, listening to him talk about some small rules he will need to be followed. Nikolai lead the way, onto the streets on Fighter-Town to his home—their home.

———

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Ahh okay that’s what I got! Sorry if it was a long read 😅 This is one of my favorites so far, tell me what y’all think? ⚔️

Josh and Bella make quite a interesting team don’t you think? Idk it would be nice to possibly make them friends 🤷‍♀️

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WITH YOU [6] HELICOPTER BOY

Summary: Glenn is finally back and he brings another person to the camp. The group faces another problem.

Warnings: idk, language probably

Song: Silly Girl chloe moriondo

DAYLIGHT ON WATTPAD

The first thing they heard was the loudest car alarm that you could think of. It was echoing through the mountains, and in a second Dale was on his feet - like everyone else- on top of his RV. He had his binoculars up and was looking around the area.

"Talk to me, Dale." said Shane.

"Nothing yet." he said, still looking around.

They were all prepared to fight in case someone wanted to harm them. It was difficult to determine the direction and source of the noise due to the mountains.

"Is it them? Are they back?"

"I'll be damned." Dale smiled lightly.

"What is it?" asked Amy who was very nervous.

"Stolen car is my guess," Dale replied.

Before Charlie had a chance to say something, Glenn pulled up in a red sports car. He had a big grin on his face and his posture said that he was relaxed. The car looked like one that Charlie was being driven in by all those guys she was dating. He looked excited, not like a person who was stuck and surrounded just hours ago.

"You need a ride, baby?" those were the first words she heard as an Asian boy left his car.

"Silly." she smiled and hugged him.

"Told you I will be back. And you have to say that it's the coolest way to come back," he said and put an arm around her shoulder.

"Holy crap, turn that damn thing off!" Dale shouted in annoyance.

"I don't know how!" Glenn said.

"Pop the hood please," said Shane, coming to the car.

"My sister Andrea..." Amy almost tackled Glenn.

"Pop the damn hood, please?" Shane said through gritted teeth. "Pop the damn hood please!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Okay!" Glen was trying to shout over Amy while sitting in the car to do what Shane wanted.

"Is she okay? Is she alright?" Amy asked.

"YES." screamed an Asian boy, who couldn't bear the tension. "Yeah, she's okay! She's okay."

"Is she coming back?"Amy asked him another question.

"Yes!" he nodded.

"Why isn't she with you? Where is she? She's okay?"

"Yes!" was all he said to her yet another question.

"Amy, just give him space to breathe." Lori interrupted. "Andrea will be back."

"Yeah, she's fine," Glenn said with a smile that faded from his lips. "Everybody is. Well, Merle not so much."

Charlie furrowed her eyebrows, but her friend just gave her a sign that he would tell her everything later.

"Are you crazy driving this wailing bastard up here? You trying to draw every walker for miles?" Shane said nervously, leaning on the opened mask of the car.

"I think we're okay," said Dale.

"You call being stupid okay?" Shane furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at the older man.

"Well, the alarm was echoing all over those hills. Hard to point the source," he said and when he saw angry eyes of a cop on him, he added. "I'm not arguing, I'm just saying." Then he turned to Glenn and furrowed his eyebrows. "It wouldn't hurt you to just think things through a little more carefully next time, would it?"

"Sorry." he nodded his head with remorse, but as soon as he turned to look at Charlie he smiled, excitement pouring through the pores of his skin."Got a cool car."

She chuckled, happy that he found another bright side to the end of the world.

Van pulled up just a second later. More people leaving a car and hugging with their loved ones. It was a good sight, but Charlie saw how Lori was hugging Carl closer to her. The boy was crying, clearly sad that it's not his dad that is back.

"Amy!"

"Andrea!"

"Oh thank God," Charlie whispered looking up, so Glenn shoved her in the arm with a smile.

"You're a welcome sight." smiled Dale. "I thought we'd lost you folks for sure."

"We left him on a roof. Merle." said quietly, Glenn. "The new guy handcuffed him there because he was gonna put us all in danger," explained Asian.

"New guy?"

"How'd you all get out of there anyway?" asked Shane.

"New guy," repeated Glenn. "He got us out."

"New guy?" Dale asked with furrowed eyebrows.

"Yeah." Morales replied."Crazy vato just got into town. Hey! Helicopter Boy, come say hello!" he yelled to someone who was still near a van and looked at Shane. "He's a cop, like you."

Suddenly, Carl ran past her and straight into the arms of the new guy. All they could hear were sobs and words of love. Charlie's heart swelled as she watched the man kneel with his son in his arms, holding him tightly. Lori seemed shocked and slowly made her way over to her husband, embracing him. They all cried tears of joy together. Meanwhile, Shane stood there looking lost and attempting to conceal his emotions. He appeared devastated and bewildered, struggling to believe what he was seeing. However, when Lori's husband looked at him, he smiled.

As everyone huddled around the fire, Rick shared his incredible story. It was hard to believe that someone could endure so much, waking up alone in a hospital bed with no knowledge of what was happening outside. His voice trembled with confusion, but his determination to find his family never wavered. The new guy seemed kind-hearted with gentle features and was quite handsome and well-built - not as much as Shane, but still impressive. Lori was incredibly lucky to have him by her side.

Suddenly, a crackling sound interrupted her thoughts. Ed Peletier had just thrown another log onto the fire, and Shane watched with anger as sparks flew into the night sky.

"Hey, Ed." he said, trying to be calm."You wanna rethink that log?"

"It's cold man." he just shrugged.

"Cold doesn't change the rules, does it?"

Rick was confused about the whole thing and looked at his wife."Rules?"

"Keep our fires low, just embers, so we can't be seen from a distance, right?" Shane got up to kind of show off, making it clear that he's the leader, he's the boss.

"I said it's cold. Why don't you mind your own business for once?" Ed said back, annoyed.

"Sure you wanna have this conversation, man?"

"Go on. Pull the damn thing out, go on." Ed mumbled under his nose.

When two men were fighting, Carol walked up to the fire and took out the log from it. When she placed it on the ground, Shane stepped on it to prevent the flame from spreading. Then he crouched next to a mother and her daughter.

"Hey Carol, Sophia how are y'all this evening?" he asked kindly, not to scare any of them.

"Fine." Carol answered quietly."Just fine."

"Okay."

"Sorry about the fire," she said so quickly it was almost a whisper.

"No, no." Shane said abruptly."No apology needed. Y'all have a good night, okay?" he said and as he was getting up he added. "I appreciate the cooperation."

When everyone was seated back in their places and silence became overwhelming, Dale decided to ask the crucial question. "Have you given any thought to Daryl Dixon? He won't be happy to hear his brother was left behind."

Daryl was still out on a hunt. He left again, soon after they came back from looking for berries and was gone till now. It was not unusual for the hunter to spend a night in the woods, so his absence went unnoticed. However, today everyone seemed relieved that Daryl was gone because that gave them time to come up with a plan, they could choose a poor person, who would break the news to him.

"I'll tell him." said T-Dog. "I dropped the key. It's on me."

"I cuffed him. That makes it mine." said Rick, while caressing hair of Carl, who was laying on his legs.

"Guys, it's not a competition." interrupted them Glenn. "I don't mean to bring race into this, but it might sound better coming from a white guy."

"I did what I did." T-Dog shrugged. "Hell if I'm gonna hide it from him." he added.

"We could lie." proposed Amy.

And that would be the best option. They would make up a story, that wouldn't make Daryl as angry as the truth would make him, and everyone would be just fine.

But...

Charlie thought about her brothers. If she was in a place like Daryl, she would like to know what really happened. Because that would give her hope. Hope that she will see them again, talk to them again, just be with them. Or confirm that they are dead. Charlie would give everything to know where were her brothers.

"Or tell the truth," she said right after Amy.

"Yeah. Merle was out of control. Something had to be done or he'd gotten us killed." said Andrea and looked at Lori. "Your husband did what was necessary. And if Merle got left behind, it's nobody's fault but Merle's," she added, sure of her opinion of course.

"And that's what we tell Daryl?" asked Dale skeptically. "I don't see a rational discussion to be had from that, do you?" he looked at everyone's faces. He sighed and looked into the fire. "Word to the wise, we're going to have our hands full when he gets back from his hunt."

"I was scared and I ran," said T-Dog. "I'm not ashamed of it."

"We were all scared. We all ran. What's your point?" Andrea asked him.

"I stopped long enough to chain that door. The staircase is narrow. Maybe half a dozen geeks can squeeze against it at any one time. It's not enough to break through that. Not that chain. Not that padlock." he said. "My point: Dixon's alive. He's still up there, handcuffed on that roof. That's on us."

Charlie's heart fluttered with gratitude as she was lying in the tent, knowing that Glenn was back. The relief washed over her, knowing he was safe. Thoughts swirled in her mind about the newcomer, Rick Grimes, and what his presence might mean for their group. Would he bring trouble or much-needed assistance? It was already clear that his presence bothered Shane, who was an alpha in this camp - and had an affair with Rick's wife. His arrival might disrupt the delicate dynamics within the camp. Would he challenge their leadership? Bring conflicts they couldn't afford? Her mind raced with scenarios, each one more unsettling than the last. But those thoughts faded into the background as she heard the familiar footsteps of her friend Glenn entering the tent. She couldn't see him, only his dark silhouette in the darkness.

"Thank God, I'm here," he whispered, knowing she was awake.

"Yeah. I was worried," she answered. "I thought you died and I will never see you again," Charlie confessed.

Glenn turned in his sleeping bag, so they were facing each other. "I thought it was my last day today," he said. "I thought about you. I almost cried at the thought that Merle Dixon would be the last thing I see."

She chuckled.

"And then I saw this guy dressed in a uniform with a cowboy hat. Riding a horse through Atlanta. Probably every Walker in the city running after him. We saw him getting stuck in a trunk." he said. "I really didn't think much about helping him. I just did."

"You really are a hero Glenn," she said. "You sure you were pizza boy before? Not a Batman or something?"

He rolled his eyes, even though she couldn't see it, but he knew she knew he did it.

Silence fell between them. Both of them breathing calmly.

"What do you think, how will Daryl react?"

Charlie sighed. "I don't know," she said. "We don't know how we should even tell him that. We don't know who should do it. We know nothing."

This time Glen sighed.

"I feel sorry for him. He seems like a good guy."

"Daryl Dixon?"

"Yeah," Charlie said. "He helped me when you were gone. He has good eyes."

"You're like friends now?" asked Glenn.

"I'm not really sure he had any friends. I think Merle is the only one he has ever had." she shared her thoughts with her friend. "That makes this situation even more sad."

Glenn sat up a little, leaning on his elbows.

"You really are worried about Daryl." he more stated than asked.

"I also have brothers...well, had brothers," she said. "We were close like that, so I know what he might feel."

Rhee laid back.

"Then maybe you should tell him," he said before turning his back to her. "Night, Charlie."

"Mmm." She nodded and soon fell asleep.

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[thegamingmonk]

Goldilocks (Puss in Boots) x Little Red Riding Hood Headcanons

I am cringe, but I am free. Have to remember that! Yeah I made a Puss in Boots oc, yes it’s Little Red Riding Hood, yes I ship her with Goldilocks. I hopped on the Goldilocks x oc ship. I find them cute though! 

Tags: Canon x oc, fluff, crime, physical affection, family dynamic, kissing, couple stuff.

Warnings: Crimes, otherwise none!

Notes: For reference - Little Red Riding Hood here owns a shop stand called "The Mystery Basket" where she sells general items, trinkets and "then some" for customers all alike, including criminals. My voice claim for her is Tessa Thompson (or Keke Palmer, I can’t decide).

They met when the Bear Crime Family needed information on their next big hit; Red was their information broker.

Red was busy haggling with a customer when the family needed her. Just 200 gold for this once-in-a-lifetime item? A bottle with an actual fairy doesn't come cheap or easy!

Little to say, Red was not surprised to get a visit from the family.

In fact, she was excited for the moment. The family is notorious, which means they have good money; and a cute daughter.

Not Goldilocks' proudest moment when she admits, this red hood girl was actually very pretty-

Goldilocks kind of fell a bit hard at first sight, which she covers up with playful flirting. Luckily for her, Red is all for playful bantering, so there was a lot of back and forth between them.

Red grows fond of the Bear family and their antics; she considers them her best customers, especially with their business trade regarding their pie business.

Red would only see Goldilocks when the family came for information until Goldilocks started coming to see her just for "other things".

"Oh, what other things pray tell?" "Who knows, that beautiful smile of yours may be one of em."

It's a mutual down-badness: Red likes Goldilocks' straightforwardness and voice, while Goldilocks likes Red's smile and snarkiness.

Goldi only tells Mama and Papa bear as Baby would never let her down for it; unfortunately, he connects the dots faster than she'd expect anyways.

Mama and Papa are excited for Goldilocks, but of course as parents do, overprotectiveness will happen.

Despite Goldi's forwardness and Red's openness, neither asks each other out for a while. Instead the gap is filled with longing gazes and playful flirting.

Eventually it takes Baby getting annoyed enough to bother Goldi about it that Goldilocks decides to take the shot.

Goldilocks ask Papa and Mama for all the advice she can, but while they insist that Goldi is perfectly fine just asking Red, Goldilocks wants to make sure the confession is just right.

Red is the one who officially asks Goldilocks out though. Mostly because the suave Goldilocks is a bumbling mess in love and couldn't get the question out without stuttering. So much for that!

First date was a picnic that got crashed by Baby; needless to say, Red found it hilarious and Goldilocks nearly caught a case.

Goldilocks is BIG on affection - a bear full of love.

Anytime she can have Red in her arms, best believe she will. She’s a cuddle bug.

Red’s thing is firmly attaching lips to Goldilock’s face.

Her favorite thing to do is kiss Goldi on the cheek unprompted, it catches the bear child off guard so badly and makes her bluescreen.

Absolutely NO ONE is allowed to touch Red's hood except for her mother and grandmother, but she started making exceptions for Goldi.

Especially considering her girlfriend looked really good in her hood.

Red calls Goldi "Sugarpie" and it makes the bear child MELT every time.

Whenever the Bear crime family goes out on a gig, Red has the strangest feeling she should go over to their cottage and see if they need help with any wounds.

Newsflash: she's right.

The family appreciates her for it and Goldi falls in love all over again.

They wear each other's shirts. No elaboration.

Red insists on helping Goldilocks brush her hair after a mishap that ended up with leaves and branches stuck in her buns.

Goldilocks doesn't brush her hair often nor lets anyone else (maybe Mama), but she'd humor Red this time. It took a bit but Red got to the rhythm of brushing the gold hair.

"Babe. B-Babe. Ba- Ah! Too hard!" "Sorry sorry!! So many tangles you have…"

"... Love, that's too soft. You're goin' to have to brush harder than that." "Ah, heard! So much hair you have…"

"There we go, now that is just right." "Hmm… What soft, pretty hair you have…” "What?" "What."

Their cuddle sessions last for much longer than they should, but what can they say? They’re attached to one another.

Anytime Red steals something to sell at her shop, she always asks herself “But would Goldi like it instead?” She’d rob a whole castle for her girlfriend.

Sometimes Red will just stare at Goldi with the biggest heart eyes and swoon over her.

“What big, beautiful blue eyes you have... What pretty, golden hair you have... What soft, plush lips you have...” “Are you goin’ to shut up and kiss me or what?” “Wow, way to ruin atmosphere, sugarpie.”

Ah, the wonders of young, fairytale love~

This is the first time I write a canon character in a mostly not shit-posting way so hopefully this goes well? Hope y’all enjoy my mess! I love these two goobers and maybe will finish the story I’m writing of them! Likes and Retweets are always welcomed (and very appreciated~) and that’s all for now!

[cool-anyways]

🚙 Bumper

Khelsey

Tossing her sneakers to the corner of her studio, Khelsey (Kels-sey) sits on her bed, taking in the cozy fairy lights and several duvets. Finally.

Honestly, she hates her job. She’s not fond of her coworkers given that they act like she’s not there. One of them didn’t even know she worked there. Khelsey rolled her eyes and hopped out of bed, grabbing her controller and turning on her console. Her hands scanned under her bed, snatching up a cardboard box covered in gift wrap. Her boyfriend, Lionel, gifted her a headset and was waiting for a change to play together.

But that was when they were still dating and, Khelsey hopes, before Lionel had started cheating on her.

Her eyes scanned the box. Quiet plasticky pops follow her nails as they pierce the tape and paper. The rather poorly wrapped gift bursting from the wrap and the box opening weakly. Inside sat the headset and a game. Reaching into the box and bringing the case to light, she read the title. Pit Stop Ln.

“Huh, well he did always like racing games” Khelsey mumbled, grimacing a bit before opening the case. The disk is popped into the console and a download begins as she starts inspecting the headset.

“How do I even…whatever, I’ll figure it out.” Khelsey shrugs and starts the game, popping the headset on.

On the console screen the icon, a small scene with a red car speeding past a black one, expanded to fill the now blacked out screen. For a moment she felt weightless, her surroundings loading into a textured white mechanics shop.

“Whoa…no wonder…” Khelsey mumbled thinking about how badly Lionel wanted her to play the game.

As she thought to herself, a thick neon sign flickered. An empty box lit by white filaments asks for a username along side a woman’s voice.

“Please create a username.”

Khelsey clicked her tongue and giggled as she started typing. She looked at the keyboard, curious about it being shaped like a phone keyboard.

“Kitt_y. Same username I’ve used for everything.” Khelsey sighed with a smile as she hit enter.

There was a quick loading screen before the sound of a garage door opening. In pulled a bright yellow car with a few stripes, a young man stuck his head out the window. His face was covered by a black sheisty and yellow goggles. He lifted the lower part of his mask as he stepped out the car his dark lips pulled into a boyish smile.

“What’s up, Kitt_y (Kitty)! Was getting’ worried ‘bout you. Names BK but just call me Bee.”

The man pat the hood of his car, the bumblebee hood ornament made far more sense to Khelsey now.

“Nice ride, sweet cutscene too.” Khelsey jokes, startling when Bee laughs with her.

“There aren’t cutscenes in this game, Kitt_y. It’s au naturel.”

“…So you’re not like…a character or something?” She stares at Bee curiously.

“I am. I’m actually your mentor.”

“Whoa whoa wait. So you’re like…AI?”

He shrugged. “Also no? But yes? It’s complicated. You got here a little after the other new guy. Here.” Bee tossed a red disk to Khelsey.

“What’s this?” She asked, watching 3 dashes appear on the flat part.

“Your car key, name tag, house key, race ticket, etcétera etcétera.” Bee tapped his fingers, yellow and black tape around the tips. “Let’s get you started—“

Khelsey grinned. “I mean I know this is a car game but this is so cool and this feels super real.”

Bee looked at her. “I mean…yeah? It’s…ah whatever, don’t wanna be late for your hot date.”

“Hot date?” She lifted her chin challengingly.

Bee grinned, “With your car.”

“Oh—“ She broke into laughter and clasped her hands. “Right right right. Alright let’s go.”

Bee nodded to the open garage door, only now did Khelsey look out to see the wide environment. Outside were racing cars and suited drivers walking around. Helmed racers sit on tire barriers as cars speed dangerously around tight corners and over steep ramps.

“Whoa…” Khelsey gasps with a smile. “Finally a game for us free roam girlies.”

There’s a gentle tap on Khelsey’s shoulder from Bee as he points to another garage door with a woman standing next to it, her long red braids twisted into a four buns. The woman perked up and spun around into a proud pose, clown make-up smeared across her face.

“Hehe, heyo!” The woman’s hands sit the asphalt as she threw her feet over her back, flipping like a slinky until she sprung up inches from Khelsey. “Yo yo! What’s poppin’, Kitty cat?”

What kind of clown says ‘yo yo’?

Khelsey wondered with a face of confusion.

The woman grinned a golden toothed grin, her grills sparkling in the sunlight. She pressed a gold ringed finger against her nose, a soft honk coming from her lips.

“C’mon, don’t get your balloons tangled!” She laughed as she clicked her red sneakers together. “I see Bee caught you first, did ya get your ride yet?”

Khelsey shook her head before grinning. “I like your style.”

The woman laughed and put her hands up. “Thank you!”

Bee cleared his throat and made a hand sign at the clown girl. The woman nodded and did a little twirl.

“I gotta get going! Catch you on the slick side! Names Gogo by the way!” And she ran—more like cartwheeled off to a big wheeled clown car.

Khelsey looked at Bee and pointed. “I want that car but like…cat themed.”

Bee shrugged. “Cars your oyster, now let’s hurry so you’re on time for your first race.”

“What? Already?” Khelsey whined as she followed Bee. “I haven’t learned the controls!”

Bee jogged to a garage and opened it, illuminated by the midday sun a grey car sat lonely only beside a mirror.

Khelsey circled the car. “Is it…supposed to be so boring?”

Bee shook his head. “Nah, not after you’re done with it. You don’t have to be boring either. Let me know when you’re done, Kitt_y, I’ll be here.” He sounded a bit hasty.

Khelsey shrugged and walked to the car, the menu for customising rising to her right.

[bobastay]

since our boys are back home <333

ALSO IM REELING FOR BEEFY CHAN (first pic) THOUGHTS???

18+ content minors DNI

YOU AND I ARE LITERALLY THE SAME BECAUSE I WAS JUST ABOUT TO TYPE ABOUT HOW FERAL I AM FOR THE FIRST PIC

it's giving miami 1980 something and he's picking you up in his red convertible to take you on a beach date DNEKDKWKDKWK

he keeps the top down the whole time because he loves the way your hair looks in the sunset as it blows in the wind. really he just thinks you're beautiful and has to practically force himself to look at the road instead of staring at you the whole time. when it's darker he parks by the pier and the two of you lay over the hood of his car, one of his arms wrapped around you as you look at the stars yeah it's corny so what

eventually you turn your heads toward each other and he goes right to pressing his lips to yours because he physically can't stand restraining himself anymore. but when things get heated and you start making out, tugging at his hair on the nape of his neck as he hovers over you, he knows he should wait a bit longer in order to do this right.

so he asks you if you want to come home with him and continue, practically jumping out of his skin when you say yes. the whole ride back he has his hand on your thigh, thumb running along the skin. and he feels his heart about to burst out of his chest when you rest your hand on top of his... you're just so sweet for him he almost pulled over and took you to the backseat.

but instead, you arrive at his home by the ocean ride with the motions of the ocean where he fucks you all night on his canopy bed on the back porch over some glasses of wine, the sound of crashing waves colliding sweetly with your moans just like your body with his. beams of candle light make the sweat glisten along his arms and fucked out face as he loses himself in you...

sorry i had A LOT to say about that one

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the way felix can literally run any mf model out of their job he is STUNNING he looks like a full blown real life anime character in this second one 😩 imagine he's your sweet little fashion junkie boyfriend and he loves making clothes for you and every time he gifts you with a blouse or an new handmade purse you shower him in kisses and make him cum in your mouth until he's a whimpering mess as your thanks <3

his hands are shaking so much he has to take a break from the sewing machine the next day

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oh wow another photo to fuel my post concert sweaty felix sex agenda THANKS! he keeps sending dirty looks like this over to the monitors knowing that you're watching backstage or live streaming, hinting at what you're in for when he gets back home or to the hotel room. his narrow eyes surrounded by his glistening brow makes you press your thighs together, desperate for him to come home and play with you all night long

and he will, feeling bad for teasing you but proud he's got you all worked up as you're coming undone from him spreading you out and rubbing your clit with his lips on your neck alone...

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ahem anyways next photo

felix usually isn't the possessive type... like at all

he trusts you with all his heart and knows you love him and he loves you but he can't help but get pissed at this one guy

felix had had a rough day at practice already and he just wanted to unwind and take his pretty girl out for some drinks. the last thing he would have thought of was seeing you smile at the bartender who was so clearly flirting with you right in front of him. he knew you were just being nice and there were several times you tried to brush it off, not wanting to be rude no matter how much you wanted to tell him to fuck off.

"can i get you anything else, darling?" the bartender leaned over asking you, ignoring felix's burning gaze.

"just the tab, thanks..." felix answers for you in the coldest voice he can muster while giving the man that look.

later when you get home he has you shivering under him as his hips piston into yours with a newfound animalistic speed.

"you're fucking mine. and no one else's... say it, baby girl..."

"i'll make sure to ruin you... to taint you so much that men will merely sense my mark on you, pet..." he growls over the delicious squelching of your wetness around his cock as he makes you see stars and become mute to every word but his name.

new kink unlocked: possessive felix ‼️

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this photo of chan is giving academia school boy romance 😍 you and chan have been inseparable as the schools dorky couple. everyone thinks the two of you are strange yet adorable as you walk down the hallways, pinkies locked and speaking in a language of your own.

but you two aren't so innocent as people might think. he's pulled you into the janitors closet several times to pin you against the wall and fuck your brains out before your biology lab. the two of you have also started a university newspaper but no one ever comes to meetings but chan doesn't care.

it just means he gets to have his head shoved up your uniform skirt, eating you out on the table during the whole 45 minutes that the meeting was supposed to be <3 there's nothing he loves more than having your legs shake around his head as his nose presses sweetly into your clit...

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i love this last one so much :( a little behind the scenes chan omg he's so cute

imagine him coming home at like 2am from shooting a music video, not even bothering to take off his make up or anything. he's about ready to crash but you whip up a really late dinner for him because he hasn't eaten much during the day and then proceed to ride him on the couch, slowly and sensually, because the both of you are so drained from the day yet so restless.

he kisses you as he finishes inside you, chest heaving.

"thank you, my angel. i needed this. you always take such good care of me."

no but i'm for real so happy they got to go back home after so long and that all of the boys are getting a break 😭 it makes my heart soar 🥰

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Laisse tomber les filles 10

Warnings: non-consent sex and rape; size kink; age gap; manipulation; sexual acts and dubcon, pillow humping.

This is a dark!fic and Lee Bodecker x (short) reader and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Synopsis: You find yourself ostracized on campus by your shyness, but your reticence won’t deter an unwanted suitor.

Note: It’s Monday, ugh.

Thanks to everyone for reading and thanks in advance for all your feedback. :)

I really hope you enjoy. 💋

<3 As usual, I’d appreciate if you let me know what you think with a like or reblog or reply or an ask! Love ya!

Your curiosity got the best of you, more so your restlessness. 

After your ride with Lee, you couldn’t settle down. You gave up on sleep, late nights not unknown to any student. You flicked on your desk lamp and sat on the chair with a blanket around your shoulders and read a few passages before that peculiar twang made you put down the book.

The flagrant language of the lewd acts made your core hot and you longed for any touch to stoke it. You fidgeted and picked the book up again. Just one chapter… Lee was right, you were learning. You pushed the blanket away as you felt yourself sweating and you recalled that night with the sheriff, his leg firmly between both of yours.

You shut the book again and flicked off the light. You had a few more hours before you had to get ready for class. You needed some semblance of sleep to function and you knew another long night awaited you.

You sprawled out on your thin mattress and sighed. You closed your eyes and tried to drift off, tried to forget the lurid excerpts that kept popping back into your mind. You rolled onto your side then the other. You gripped your head and squeezed your eyelids closed. Just sleep.

You brought a pillow down and hugged it as you tried to get comfortable. The corner rubbed along your panties and a ripple tore through your core. You mumbled nonsensically and ignored the urge tugging at you. You couldn’t…

You pushed the pillow down and clenched it between your legs. You started slowly, carefully building the pressure as you hugged it tighter and tighter. Your breath caught and soon you were panting desperately as you chased that strange plucking deep inside.

You got up on your knees and kept the pillow sideways beneath you and straddled it. You rocked your hips as the wooden frame creaked with each move and you smother your voice with your palm. 

You bit down on the heel of your hand as you hung your head back and became the woman in the novel. You imagined a man beneath you, faceless, nameless, and the mountain rose before you. Almost there, just a little more--

You gritted your teeth as you came and slowed, nails sinking into the pillow as you shook and stifled the weak moans. You fell back onto your side, the pillow caught between your legs and let your arm hang over the edge of the bed. Breathless, you felt the heavy drowsiness setting in. You drifted off before the guilt could set in.

📚

The club meeting came to an end but you hardly kept up with any of the discussion. You couldn’t help but think of the last time you saw Lee and everything that came after. You didn’t know what you’d been thinking, why you did what you did. Curiosity, mostly as you tried to recreate that same feeling you got on the sheriff’s lap.

You didn’t realise your weekly session was over until the chairs scraped and bodies began to move. You stood and your purse fell over as you did. You bent to pick up your bag and scoop up the mess that spilled onto the floor. Another knelt across from you and snatch the red-spined book from amid the pile.

Andre held up the explicit novel and looked it over with a chuckle, “so this is what you like to read?”

“Hey,” you snatched it away and shoved it into your purse and stood, “no, I…”

You shrugged and dragged the chair back to the desk and shoved it beneath. You turned back to him as he watched you. You surpassed him as you headed for the door and heard him follow. Your skin was on fire with embarrassment.

“You know, it’s not really literature but it’s… expression nonetheless. I think it’s good that themes like that are being explored in writing--”

“It’s trash, I’m taking it to the donation bin,” you lied as you came out into the warm summer evening.

“Oh,” he said without conviction, “that’s too bad. You must be one of those prudish girls, then. I always thought so with the way you dress.”

“What?” you glanced over at him as he kept pace with you. You searched around for the cruiser but you only saw your fellow club members and the beaten up lemons they drove.

“Well, you’re not exactly pushing the envelope,” he intoned, “I don’t see you at any parties, either--”

“What does it matter?” you kicked a rock as you continued down the sidewalk. You kept your eyes peeled for Lee but you assumed he was waiting back at your residence as usual.

“Oh, I was just thinking you might want to come to one,” he suggested, “you know, loosen up a bit.”

“A party?” you asked as you turned onto Greek row, “I don’t know… I have plans and--”

“You have plans,” he scoffed, “are you that shy or that stupid?”

You were quiet as you didn’t know how to answer. Both, probably, you thought, but sniffed and kept on.

“I’m asking you out,” he said as you reached the corner of your street, “you know, maybe you can do more than read about fucking.”

“Excuse me?” you stopped short and turned on him, “I’m not lying. I have somewhere I’m supposed to be and-- and-- maybe I’m not interested in going out with you. You’re mean.”

His brows shot up and he tilted his head and laughed, “you’re such a precocious little thing, you know that?”

“Maybe,” you said, “but you should get out of here before--”

The siren whooped and you cringed. You heard the slow roll of tires as they drew up and the engine clicked into park. The door opened as Andre scowled past you and rolled his eyes. You stepped aside and looked over at Lee as he placed his hat on his head.

“What are y’all up to, tonight, huh?” he asked with half a smirk.

“Just talking,” Andre spat, “some bodunk cop like you can surely understand that.”

“Scuse me, boy?” Lee’s hand went to his belt, just beside his gun, “is that how they teach you college kids to talk to authority?”

“It’s how I talk to pigs when they oink at me,” Andre rebuffed, “now I was just having a discussion with this young woman--”

“Now don’t be uppity with me, boy, you out here making a public nuisance,” the sheriff stepped up on the curb.

“We were just talking, really,” you said quietly, “I was just saying goodbye.”

“Not that it’s any of your business,” Andre dismissed him with a wave and turned back to you, “well, why don’t you just cancel and come up to Delt--”

You gasped as Andre was hauled off his feet and spun against the side of the cruiser. Lee twisted his arm back and bent him over the hood as he reached for his cuffs.

“What are you--”

“You saw that, girl,” Lee snarled, “he swung at me. That would be attempting an assault on an officer of the law.”

“Ummm,” you blinked and clutched your purse, “I don’t…”

“That’s an arrestable offence,” Lee snapped a cuff around Andre’s wrist as he struggled, “don’t look good on your record, neither. Think the dean will stand for it?”

“Get off of me!” Andre sneered, “I didn’t do anything--”

“You sure did,” Lee growled, “out here harassing young ladies and disrespecting an officer.”

“You’re insane,” Andre’s tried to pull away as the other cuff closed, “don’t you have anything better--”

“Honey, get in the car,” Lee ordered as he wrenched Andre up then slammed his face back down against the hood with a sickening crunch, “I don’t want you to see this.”

“Lee--” you said weakly, “please--”

“You know… this pig…” Andre huffed in a nasally voice.

“Y’aint talk to her, pretty boy,” Lee warned, “or I’ll break your teeth.”

“You’re--”

“Shhhh,” Lee hushed him and glanced over his shoulder at you, “now honey pie, get in the front seat. Don’t make me tell you twice.”

You swallowed and cautiously went to the front door. You slid across the leather seat and closed the door. You heard them arguing before the back door opened and Andre was shoved inside, barely missing his head as he did. You peeked back at him as he horked up blood onto the floor.

The door slammed behind him and Lee got in on his side. He pushed into gear and took off from the curb with the squeal of tires. He glared in the mirror than looked over at you as his expression softened.

“Not exactly how I wanted the night to go but we drop him at the station real quick then we can have some fun, huh?” he smiled.

“You’re dating this creep?” Andre snorted from the back seat.

“Boy, you shut your mouth,” Lee barked at the rear view, “I ain’t tell ya again not to talk to the lady.”

Andre snickered darkly and shook his head as he hung it. He leaned against his cuffed hands and shifted.

“Fine, take me to the station,” he said blithely, “my father will have me out on the hour. Bail in these parts can’t be more than a penny.”

“Oh,” Lee sneered at the road as he drove through campus, “is that so?”

[lovelyyy-luna]

halloween night

pairing: (fezco x fem!reader)

fandom: euphoria

type: fluff

warning: mentions drug drop off’s and having a joint

word count: 1277

date: march 22, 2021

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Halloween was always such a fun time when you were younger, but since you weren’t a child you wanted to actually do things that normal people your age do around this time of year.

You got together with your friends and dressed up ready to party.

“Come on Y/N, you would look so hot in this,” Kat whined.

“I'm not sure Kat this doesn’t really feel like me.”

“Ugh, that’s the point of Halloween, Y/N. You aren’t supposed to be yourself, you’re supposed to be what you secretly want to be.”

“Um, I don't think I secretly want to be little red riding hood.”

“Hello you are going to be SEXY little red riding hood,” she laughs and then you start to relax and laugh along with her.

You finish getting ready and your group heads out to the party.

Walking down the sidewalk you felt a wave of nostalgia seeing all the little kids all giddy and probably high off sugar.

You reach the house and you go in. the music thumps throughout the house and you can feel the bass in your chest.

You get two drinks in you and you decide to go out for some fresh air. The cool air nipped at your face and sent chills down your arms. You lean against the house trying to keep warm.

Then a familiar face comes from the side of the house. Fez.

“Hey, Y/N. Why aren’t you in the party?”

“Got a little rowdy in there for me. Why aren’t you in the party?”

“Oh, I’m just here for business. Halloween is one of my busy days.”

“Oh, I bet. Why didn’t you dress up? It’s Halloween!” you chuckle.

“What are you talking about? I'm dressed as a drug dealer.” he laughed and had a half-lit joint and handed it to you. You inhaled and held it for a few and then exhaled while rolling your eyes.

“So uh, do you want to get out of here? I have a few more drops to do, but maybe we can go back to the shop and watch a scary movie?” he asked.

“Really? I mean yeah I’d love that. Let me just let the girls know.” you left to find your friends.

You only found Maddy, “Hey girl! Isn’t this party awesome so many cute guys right?”

You can tells she was drinking, “im leaving w-”

“What? No, you can't go! I met some guys and they think you’re really cute.” she says poking your chest.

“Thanks, Maddy but I'm going to hang out with Fez.”

“Ooh really? Well, have fun! Try not to get pregnant!.”

You playfully shove her and go back outside.

You find Fez on his phone and you stand in front of him, “ready to go?”

He shut his phone off and nodded his head and walked to his car while you followed.

You got in the car and he grabbed his bag full of product to double-check he had everything for the next drop.

The car ride was mostly quiet. The only sound was the radio on low and since you were driving in a residential area you were going slow and can hear the sound of the kids still out trick or treating.

He finished the last two drops and you headed to the shop. He unlocked the door and both of you headed inside. Ash was nowhere in sight. But you found him in the back of the shop passed out with candy wrappers surrounding him. Even though he was in the dealing business he was still a kid.

Fez put a blanket around him and then headed back to the front of the shop. “Do you want anything?” he asked.

“Um sure.” you look around and grab a bag of skittles. You and him sit behind the counter and he pulls out his laptop and pulls up Netflix and puts on a scary movie.

The shop was a little cold and you scoot a little closer to Fez resting your head on his shoulder but he didn’t mind.

The movie was getting kinda creepy and some scenes caused you to jump and Fez laughed at you. “Do you want me to put something else on?”

“No, I like this movie.”

Both of you finish the movie and he gets a call on this phone and he heads to the back to take the call.

You sit there waiting for him to come back. He comes back out and is very annoyed.

“Everything okay Fez?”

He sits back next to you. “No Mouse needs me to do six more drops next week but I don't have enough product.”

“Can you tell him that?”

“Only if I want to get beat up or some shit.”

You chuckle, “Fez you always figure it out in the end.”

His head dropped down and was cradled in one hand and you grab his other hand trying to soothe him.

“Sorry for bringing down the mood.”

“You didn’t Fez. um, how about we go for a walk so you can clear your head?”

He nods and you both walk to the door and he locks it behind him.

The air was still cool and it was nice out. There was still a chill and you got goosebumps. Fez noticed and took his jacket off and told you to put it on. You didn’t want to argue with him so you do what he said.

The walk was quiet and then interrupted by Fez stammering to ask you a question, “Uh, um Y/N, can I ask you something?”

“Of course.”

“What did you think of today?”

You looked at him confused. “Like what do you consider what we did today? Okay, let me start over. Us hanging out, do you consider it a date?”

Your face started to burn up, “um well let me see if it hit all my dating criteria. Was it just us most of the night? Yes. Did we have good food? Skittles are always a good call. Did I have fun tonight?”

You stop in your tracks and he does as well and he stood in front of you. You can see the fog of his breath.

“Yes, I had a lot of fun tonight.”

He smiles and goes in to kiss you. But just like any cheesy typical romantic moment, your phone starts to ring.

You both sigh and you answer it. It was Jules, she didn’t know how to handle all the girls completely plastered. You tell her that you’ll be right over.

“Im sorry. Do you think you can drop me off at Kats?”

He nods and you walk back to the car.

In the car you listen to whatever was on the radio, quietly singing along to it. You were lost in the song not noticing Fez looking at you every couple of seconds smiling.

You pulled up to Kat's house and just sat in the car. You didn’t want to leave, you wanted to finish what was almost started.

You get out of the car and walk by his side of the car. Through the window, he grabbed your hand. “Y/N?”

You bend down to the window, “yeah Fez?”

He pulled you in close and kissed you deeply. His hand slipped through your hair.

“Y/N! Hurry up! They are acting up!” Jules hissed at you.

You both laugh and part ways.

“Hey Y/N! When you are done babysitting your friends I’ll come pick you up for a second date.” he smiled from the car

You were flustered and nodded your head and went up to Kat's room.

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Good Girl, Bad Boy (Pt. 10 of 15)

Pairing: Billy Hargrove X Reader

Word count: 2.3 K

Summary: You're the extreme opposite of Billy Hargrove. The good girl, with perfect grades, the child every mother wants to have. And you don't want to have nothing to do with his kind. Ignoring Billy – and his constant, lingering stare – became an habit. But after you're put together for a special school program, you'll have no choice but to get along with him. And soon enough you'll find out that Billy is so much more than just Hawkins' bad boy.

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A/N: This part was inspired on the song Treacherous by Taylor Swift

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Treacherous

You can't believe you let Billy convince you into this. These parties were never your thing. They usually happen during the week, and on the next day, you can see the effects on those who went. Today is Saturday, but even so.

Maybe it was Billy's intense stare, or how he smiled and caressed your cheek as he asked you to go with him... Or how he said he wouldn't go without you because there would be no point.

Sighing, you look at yourself in the mirror, blushing at the memories. Your hair is styled with some waves, and they flow down your shoulders. The dress you choose is tight, perfectly hugging your body. Not too tight though, as the dresses Stacy and her friends wear. It's decent and delicate, pink and black... And you wonder if Billy will like it.

“(Y/N), Billy is here!” Your mother yells and you sigh, fixing your hair and leaving the bathroom.

Once you put the high heels on, you take your purse and go downstairs. Billy is seated on the couch, but his eyes find you immediately, and he stands up. “Hey.” You mutter, walking over a very weird Billy. He has his mouth half-open, eyes scanning your body. “Have you lost something?” Trying to keep the sassy tone, you cross your arms, heat spreading through your cheeks.

“I just never saw you on a dress before and...” He sighs, eyes meeting yours and a smirk coming to his lips. “You're stunning.”

Biting your lip, you look down, taking in the leather jacket and the red shirt underneath, which has a lot of buttons left open. “You look good too.” You mutter, running a hand through your hair. “Shall we go?”

“Sure.” Nodding, you start walking to the front door.

“(Y/N).” Your mother calls, and when you turn around, she's standing by the kitchen door frame. “Be back by ten, alright?”

Silently, you nod before waving and walking out.

The ride to the party is filled with small talk. Billy keeps stealing glances, a small smile that never leaves his lips.

Once you get there, a house you don't even know who lives in, you raise your eyebrows as you walk in. The music is loud, but the people are louder. The place is crowded, and you wouldn't want to be the one to clean this place after.

“So, what do you think?” Billy asks, mouth close to your ear.

“It's very loud!” You tell him, and someone bumps on you, making your shoulder collapse on his chest.

Billy gives someone a hard stare before looking down at you. “Wanna dance?”

“Yeah.”

“Come.” He takes your hand, guiding you to the living room, which has the furniture all moved, creating an open space. There are a lot of people here already, but they move aside for Billy. A lot of eyes lay on you, but you ignore them. “I don't even know if you can dance, pretty girl.”

“Oh, I do.” Smirking at him, you wrap your arms around his neck, and start moving.

Billy raises his eyebrows, clearly impressed as his hands encircle your waist. You're very, very close, and you can feel all of his body. Your cheeks burn, the proximity making the butterflies in your stomach go crazy. The heels do make you closer to his lips, but still, he'd have to bend down to kiss you.

Kissing Billy Hargrove. You never thought you'd want to do such thing.

But here you are now, dancing with him, spinning around and colliding your back against his chest as his arms hold you close, moving to the hectic beat. And it's perfect, amazing. Not because of the party, but because of him. You want to be like this forever, in his arms.

“You? Here?” The voice, very familiar breaks through your stupor, and you come back to Earth. Steve raises an eyebrow, purposely ignoring the man holding you. “I could never convince you to come to these parties. Not even when we were dating.”

Billy gets tense behind you, arms holding you a bit tighter. “Well, that was because I never had a good reason to come. Now I do.” Shrugging your shoulders, you gesture at Billy. “Where's your girl?”

“Bathroom.” He says, looking around. “There she is. Gotta go.” He steps away, but stops suddenly, eyes focusing on Billy for the first time. “You try anything with her I–”

“Steve, go.” Cutting him off, you speak up. “I'll be alright, Billy treats me well.”

“He better do.” With one last angry stare, Steve walks away, and you breathe out, relieved.

“I'll get you something to drink,” Billy says, letting go of you. You turn around, giving him a look. “A soda. Just soda.” Smiling, he raises both hands in defeat. “I know you well, pretty girl.”

“Alright. I'll check the backyard.”

“I'll meet you there,” Billy says and you nod, starting to make your way through the people.

The backyard isn't empty, but it's not crowded as the house is. Blame it on the cold. It's freezing, and you wish you had brought a jacket. The yard is cute though. A single three and some wooden tables scattered around. There's a bench under the tree, so you sit there bracing yourself and rubbing your arms.

“Hi.” Someone says, and you find Tyler coming to join you on the bench. “You look absolutely amazing.”

“Thanks.” His tone sounds weird, and you move away from him a little.

“People didn't use to notice you, but they sure are now. And God, you're so beautiful.” He says, and you give him a confused glance. Why is he saying this? “How did you manage to stay invisible for so long?”

Furrowing your eyebrows, you shrug your shoulders. “Because I'm not the type of girl guys like you pay attention to. And now that I'm with Billy–"

“You're with Billy?” He cuts you off, eyes following a small group of people walking by. “Is it official?”

“Mmm... We're... We're hanging out.”

“There's a big difference, see...” Tyler moves closer, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. You immediately shake his hand away, but he keeps it on the backrest of the bench. “Because if you're with Billy, your off-limits. And if you're not... Well, I can have a shot with you.” Tyler run his fingers through your shoulder, all the way to the back of your neck. So you get up, not even trying to seem polite.

“I'm not interested, Tyler.” Bracing yourself from the cold, you look down at him.

“Look, you know Billy won't keep you. Save yourself a broken heart.”

“(Y/N),” Billy calls and you thank the heavens. Turning around, you find Billy coming your way. “Tyler.” He says in a weird, plain tone.

“Billy.”

“Here.” He hands you over the can of soda, eyebrows furrowed. “Everything alright?”

“Sure,” Tyler speaks before you can, a humorless laugh escaping his lips.

“Wasn't talking to you.” He snaps, eyes coming to look at you.

“I'm fine.” With a half-smile, you tell him, craking the can open and taking a sip.

“Mmm.” Billy mumbers, and you can read the question in his eyes. “Here.” He says at the same time he starts taking his jacket off. “You're cold.”

“I'm not, really.” You protest, but he puts the jacket around your shoulders anyway. “I mean it, B. You'll be cold.”

“I'm alright.” He assures you. “And come. Let's get out of here.” Without giving Tyler a second glance, Billy guides you away, and you don't even try to resist.

You thought he was driving you home, but instead, he took you to a snack bar, where he bought you ice cream. And here, leaning against his car in the almost empty parking lot, you're having more fun than you were back at the party. The night is a bit cold, but the sensation Billy brings out makes you warm.

“Did Tyler say anything?” He asks, putting his empty plastic ice cream cup on the hood of his car.

“No, just... He said I'm pretty, that you'll break my heart so I should give him a chance.” Shrugging your shoulders, you look down, putting your cup next to his before pushing yourself up, sitting on the hood of his Camaro. “But don't mind him. Nobody else knows what happens between us.”

“I won't break your heart. I'm scared you will break mine.” Billy says, a nervous giggle leaving his lips. “(Y/N), I...” He comes closer, his hand, on the hood, touching your leg. Then you fold a leg under yourself, your body leaning closer to him. It happens involuntary, as a need you have you didn't even know was there. “I use to act and think and feel like I was unbreakable. But you... You made me weak.” It comes out as a plead, and Billy ends the little distance between you two. His face is too close, and his blue eyes are everything you see as his hand comes to caress your cheek. “I'm completely at your mercy. I'll do anything you say”

You've never been this close to Billy. And yet, you want more. The whole world is out of focus, and even the gravity is too much. Your heart needs him, it wants him. “Put your lips close to mine...” Your voice is barely a whisper, as your mind tries to win the fight over your heart. You'd be smart to walk away, but Billy is quicksand. He pulls you in. His kindness, gentleness... His touch, his voice, his eyes... Every single thing draws you closer. “As long as they don't touch...”

“I'm in love with you,” Billy says, eyes never leaving yours. “I've been since I saw you for the first time but it only got stronger. When we're close, I want to kiss you, and touch you and look at you... And when I see you walking away all I can hear is the sound of my own voice asking you to stay.”

A smile takes over your lips. He's confessing it, he's saying it with all the words. Billy's heart is open... And he loves you. “Everyone warns me about you. They tell me not to fall for the bad boy and sometimes it scares me but... Your name has echoed through my mind and I just think you should know.” Holding on the collar of his shirt, just to make sure he'll stay close, you look at his lips. “But nothing safe is worth the drive so...”

“(Y/N)...” He says, begs, pleads.

“This path is reckless... Treacherous... But I like it.”

And it's settled. You want him. And when Billy loses control, when he kisses you, you surrender. His lips taste like ice cream at first, but soon after all you can taste is him. And it's amazing, indescribable, inebriating. You've never kissed someone like that, you never wanted to kiss someone like that, and now you know why.

You've been waiting to kiss Billy all along.

And when you have to pull away, he holds you close, forehead touching as you both catch your breathes. The silence that follows isn't uncomfortable. It's the silence of two people in love enjoying each other's company.

“So...” Billy says after a while, his thumb caressing your lower lip. “I believe we're dating now.”

The different tone makes you laugh, playfully pushing him away and jumping off the hood. “What makes you think that?”

“A good girl like you wouldn't kiss someone she's not dating.”

“I'll make an exception for you...” With a smirk, you open the passenger door. “We can go back to the party if you want.”

“No way. I'm taking you home.” Billy gestures for you to get inside, closing the door for you.

“Are you for real?” You ask as he starts the car.

“Yup.”

“You know my mother isn't home, right? She wouldn't even know.” Putting the seat belt on, you look at Billy. He has a smile on. The kind of smile you've never seen before.

“No, I want to make things right this time.” He glances at you, and your eyes fall on his lips, making you want to kiss him again.

Blushing, you nod, looking at the road ahead. “Alright.”

On the ride home, you listen to some music. And as he speeds through the streets, you sing out loud. Some people look with an angry face, eyebrows furrowed, but it only makes you sing louder. You're happy, like you never felt before.

The song is only turned off when he stops by your house, and you step out of the car. Billy walks you to your front door, and you stop there, turning to face him.

“I had fun tonight.” You tell him, a hand on the door handle, but with no intention of going inside.

“So did I.” He mutters in a low voice, stepping closer. Despite the high heels, he's still taller, so you raise your head to look at him. The darkness hides you both from curious eyes, and it makes you brave enough to move closer, holding on to his shirt.

“You know that if I cross the door with this jacket I won't give it back anymore, right?” You whisper, a smile on your lips.

“Take it, it's yours.” He whispers back, a hand caressing your cheek. “The jacket... My heart...” And he kisses you again, slowly, allowing you to feel the warmth of his lips and mouth against the cold of the night.

But he pulls away too soon, and you sigh. “What?”

“It's past ten, pretty girl. Get inside.” He places a kiss on your forehead, reaching behind you and pushing the door open. “See you tomorrow at school.”

“Good night, B.” Smiling, you turn around and step inside, but the door remains open until his car disappears down the street.

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Winter Makes Ice (Ep.3)

Summary:  you’re captured after a brawl at the Avengers building, Bucky and others must save you before Hydra makes a new Winter Soldier out of you, Bucky has given up that title.

Words: 2799

Episode: Three

Warning: not much, flashbacks, talks of violence

Masterlist! Winter Makes Ice Episode: Two

Time: 1:00pm 

Date: October 2nd 2024

It didn’t take long for everyone to board the helicopter and for it to take off, no one was lounging around this morning so they assembled quickly. Bucky sat by himself on the heli, the file was still open in his hands with the page turned to Dr. Wright. Bucky looked over the information that was given; he double and triple checked. There was a car waiting for them when they were going to arrive, Bucky would get dropped off and then Steve, Nat, and Wanda would drive around Halifax but would keep watch for a distress signal. Bucky made it clear it would only be him talking to the doctor, he was practicing his script in his head. 

“Five minutes ‘till landing,” the pilot spoke into his headset, the sound went to their ears sounding like a 1940s radio show. 

“Copy,” everyone replied without unison. 

The plane got lower and lower until it touched the ground; it was a private tarmac for primarily military forces and other important people; SHIELD was always allowed to use it. Everyone got off the plane after the propellers began to slow down, Bucky had jumped off once while they were still at top speed and got flung forward but the air. The all black car stood a ways in front of them, they all took their bags and headed over. 

“What a ride…” Steve muttered as he ran his hand against the perfect hood, this car was brand new and probably had never been in the sun before. It wasn’t a low sport car but rather an everyday car that was bullet proof and decked out with an AI on the inside, no one would take a second glance at it but the four of them marveled at how this car could fit in amongst others. The black rims matched the black tires and the black paint, this was Bucky’s dream car. 

They all got in and the ride began, Steve drove while Wanda sat in the back with Bucky, Nat was in the passenger seat playing her music. Every so often Wanda would look over to Bucky, he could see her out of the corner of his eye, she’d give a sympathetic glance and maybe open her mouth as if she was about to say something but chose against it. Bucky had Dr. Wright’s address on the file sheet; he was giving directions to Steve as they drove through the colourful houses. 

They had never seen houses like this, around four to five houses lined up next to each other, each of them were painted a different colour but they looked the same. Flowers grew in little holders under the two window sills at the front of the house, tulips were the most popular, vines would grow on the side where the sun didn’t shine too much and pain would chip around the bottom of the houses. Some houses still had Halloween decorations up, red leaves scattered on the ground and blew everywhere. There was a brown hue to the world around them, pumpkins were scattered on some door steps while other people still had Christmas lights up from last year. 

Bucky tapped Steve’s head rest and the car slowed to a stop, they looked out to their left to see a house that looked like it belonged to the community. It wasn’t modern and square with sleek grey tiles on the outside, it was old and run down. A ghost hung from the single garage light, one pumpkin was sitting on the doorstep. This house didn’t look like one of a nazi group member, nevermind just a person with their doctorate.

Tons of leaves crunched under Bucky’s combat boots, the road was littered with them, it made it seem like it was a red and yellow road. He looked both ways as he crossed even though no cars were on the road except for the military grade undercover car, Bucky looked over his shoulder to see Wanda waving. They were going to head to a farmers market in this town to pass the time, and Bucky would walk over there when he was done. He gave a thumbs up and the car drove away and down the street, he didn’t watch to see it disappear, Bucky only had one thing on his mind and it wasn’t some apple pies Wanda was looking for. 

The driveway looked new as well as the cobblestone walkway, one car was in the driveway and it looked to match the house, no crazy sports car. There was a screen door before an actual green wooden door, Bucky pulled back the screen and didn’t bother with the doorbell, he banged on the door. When he pulled his fist away there was a flake of green paint on his middle finger’s knuckle, a quick swipe and it was gone. Bucky stood back because he saw that in the movies, his back turned to the door as he looked out to the town. It was a lovely day, most people were probably at this farmer’s market, Bucky had never been to one even though you had offered to take him. 

His head whipped back at the door opening, the same man, but only older, opened the door. He looked tired and worn out, this was probably his last Halloween. The cane he was holding was shaking in his grip, the other hand gripped the side of the door extremely tight. You could see the white through the speckled skin. 

“What can I help you with, son?” the old man spoke with a smile, he licked his gums. A Canadian accent seemed almost cartoon-ish. 

Bucky froze as he looked at this man, the sight of him brought him back to his nightmares and everything he’d been through. The name ‘son’ rolled off this man’s tongue and down Bucky’s spine and sent a shiver running all through him, it was obvious this man didn’t know who Bucky was. Bucky almost felt bad that he was bothering him, it was obvious he wasn’t a walker and standing seemed to be his exercise for the day, but at the same time Bucky couldn’t help but think about all the ways he could rip this doctor apart. 

“Son?” the name came again. 

Bucky looked up with a shake of his head, “hello, are you Dr. Wright?” he asked quietly. 

“Yes it is, what do you need?” he didn’t seem freaked out that Bucky knew his name, it was a small town. 

“My name is James Buchanan Barnes,” Bucky started but the man didn’t seem to figure it out, “I am the Winter Soldier- used to be actually…” Bucky added. 

“Are you here to kill me?” the man’s voice shook, “because if you really are him then you have every right to do so,” he stepped back and opened the door for Bucky to walk in. 

“I’m here to talk, you’re not going to die.” Bucky walked in and kicked off his combat boots, he’d heard it’s a thing in Canada to take your shoes off in the house. He also heard there was bagged milk which didn’t make any sense to him, but he wasn’t about to argue. 

“That’s always good to hear, eh?” the accent slipped out again, it was weird for Bucky to see this man who haunted him just laughing. “Would you like some hot chocolate?” Dr. Wright asked as he made his way into the kitchen. 

His house was small, not many walls as one room just faded into another. Knick-knacks littered shelves and tables, everything brought a homey feel to it all, the house was very lived in. “No thanks,” Bucky waved up a hand to signal no. 

The doctor came and sat across from him, Bucky was sitting on a chair while Dr. Wright took the sofa, they both were wrapped in plastic. It made a squeaky sound when either of them moved but it didn’t seem to bother the doctor at all, Bucky one final time before swearing he wasn’t going to move again and hear that annoying sound. Both of Bucky’s hands were clasped in front of him, he felt too large and bulky for this petite chair, his fingers fiddled with each other. He’d pick and poke at the massive gloves he wore, his long sleeve was covering everything he needed. 

“So, Dr. Wright-”

“Jacob, son,” he corrected, “though I am a doctor,” Jacob hesitated, “I go by Jacob.”

“Is that your real first name?” Bucky asked, he was met with a smile and nod, “then call me Bucky, please.” Bucky smiled back, there was a growing tension between the both of them but they chose to ignore it. 

“Nice to meet you, Bucky.” Jacob seemed to relax at the name, he was scared of Bucky and Bucky could tell. This man had seen Bucky train for years on end, and Jacob knew what the Winter Soldier was capable of. “What do you need to talk to me about?” his cane rested beside him, his hand found its way there and just held it. 

“I need to talk to you about Hydra, any information you have on the Iceland base- or any base in Halifax, Iceland, Greenland, and there’s one more…” Bucky brought a gloved hand to his stubbled chin, the leather making a rough noise when it brushed against the facial hair. “Oh! It was Newfoundland, anything you knew about those four places.” 

Jacob thought for a moment, he didn’t have stubble to rub. Though he was old it was obvious he still thought that it was the old days, hair slicked back and a very fresh shave, facial hair wasn’t allowed unless you had grown it out in private. Bucky had always remembered Howard Stark’s mustache; he couldn’t picture him without it. 

“I mean, I was just a scientist, I ran labs and tested things on animals. I didn’t come up with the world ending plans, I was never told the reason for what I was doing, I was just told to do it.” Jacob sounded worried, “when I used to work for Hydra I was worried for my life everyday, they were so paranoid all the time that someone could be a rat. If you said ‘hail Hydra’ a little too quietly then you’d have a bullet between your eyes, I just kept my head down and did what I was told.” Jacob’s hand got increasingly tighter on the handle of his cane. 

“Was there something new they were working on?” Bucky asked, and he pulled out a little flip book to keep track. 

“I quit a total of ten years ago, when I was seventy-one, the only thing they were thinking of was keeping you in their grasp, there was no other plan.” Jacob shrugged, “Hydra couldn’t see a life source without you, they never intended on losing you the way they did.” 

“So you have no idea what they could possibly be working on, at all?” the hope Bucky had was falling, this was the only lead they knew and if all he could say was there was never a plan B, you were screwed.

“I’m sorry Bucky, I really want to help, but I just don’t know.” Jacob stood and walked back to the kitchen. He filled a glass of water and grabbed three pills from a container before heading back over to his seat. 

“Out of the four places I mentioned, Iceland, Greenland, Halifax, and Newfoundland,” Bucky paused and watched Jacob mutter them to himself and then take the pills, “which one is the strongest?”

Jacob swallowed his pills with water, “Iceland.” without any hesitation, no second guess, nothing giving away he was lying for didn’t know. “Iceland was hell for me, it has the best of the best for agents, scientists, and…” he glanced out the window, “cells and tourture.” 

Bucky shot up right away, he headed to the door. Jacob followed him, glass still in his hand. When Bucky was about to leave Jacob placed a hand on his shoulder. When Bucky turned back around the hand traveled along the center of his chest, “I'm not wired, Jacob.” Bucky eased. 

“Some things just come second nature, son.” Jacob kept his head down, “y’know, I never wanted to hurt you. I thought I was making my old man proud, but I never stopped to realize what I was doing was actually wrong.” Jacob looked up with glossy eyes, “I actually wanted to find you at some point because I know I was the one who woke you up last, I remember clearly the way you looked, right then, I knew I needed to leave that place.” Jacob shuffled over and stood completely square to Bucky, Bucky just looked down at Jacob with a face of horror. The man Bucky saw every night was crying and apologizing to him, he didn’t know anyone who worked with Hydra had a heart. “I’m sorry for everything I did to you,” Jacob reached in his back pocket, he had placed the glass of water on a side table. “Here, take some money-”

“No, none of that, Jacob, really,” Bucky held his hands out, “you’re forgiven, don’t worry about all that, I just need to find someone.” Bucky reached for the door. 

“What do you mean?” Jacob fished in his wallet. 

“Hydra stole my girlfriend, I think she's in Iceland.” Bucky’s eyebrows knitted together at Jacob who was given him a coin. 

“I think you’re right,” Jacob dropped the coin in Bucky’s palm before closing the door, the screen door creaked as it shut quickly with the wind. 

Time: 2:33pm

Date: October 2nd 2024

Steve, Nat, and Wanda were walking around on the closed road, stands of every fruit and pastry lined the streets. Wanda was on top of the moon, she had a tote bag with some apple turnovers in them, that was really all she wanted. Nat had actually bought something too, Steve was genuinely surprised when Nat bought some earrings from a vendor, they were very small and dainty moons that would go in her ear lobes. Steve didn’t buy anything but just liked walking around, there was a lot to see but in a good way, no screens or jumbotrons, just people being people. 

As Bucky made eye contact with Steve, Steve’s phone rang. Nat and Wanda rushed up to Bucky and were asking how it went, but the unknown caller was what Steve was focusing on. 

“Steve Rogers,” Steve lowered his voice. 

“Captain Rogers,” an all too familiar voice hit his ear. 

“King T’Challa?” Steve turned his back to the group. 

“We have three Hydra agents in custody, they tried to take out my sister,” his accent flowed and bounced as he talked.

“Keep them in the cells, we’re on our way.” 

“Will there be more of them?” T’Challa asked before he could hang up. 

“I don’t know, but hold them and don’t kill them, they might be our only hope.” Steve said his goodbyes and hung up. 

When he turned back to Bucky and the rest of them, they seemed scared, Bucky had overheard Steve’s call, super hearing, and was looking at him weird. 

“What was that?” Bucky asked. 

“King T’Challa, says there was an attempted hit on Shuri, doesn’t know where they came from but they want her.” Steve shoved his phone in his back pocket, “what did you find?” 

Bucky just held up a silver coin, “we’re going to Iceland.” 

“We need to go to Wakanda,” Steve stepped forward. 

“Not all four of us,” Nat pulled everyone aside from the farmer’s market, “I’ll go with Steve to Wakadna, you go with Wanda to Iceland. We’ll be talking and before you ambush the Hydra base in Iceland we’ll confirm y/n is in there, deal?” She looked to the other three. 

“Deal.”

“Deal.”

“Deal.”

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Can I request reader going to meet mob! tom's friends and when tom gets there, everyone tells him about the hot girl who just walked in and how they wanna fuck her tonight and when he tells them it's his gf they are like 😳 oh and you know tom being the most fearless mobster has trouble controlling his rage and maybe both y/n and tom have some jealous sex. pls I hope this doesn't trigger you and only write this if you want to and stay safe

I literally listened to where you belong by the weeknd while writing this the whole time lol. Hope you like this.

Pairing : Mob! Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings : 18 +, SMUT, mature content, dom/sub dynamics, light bondage, language, breeding kink, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it)

Where you belong

It was like any other night where Tom had to attend one of those lavish parties thrown by the biggest crime families in the country after all he's the mob boss but this time it was little different as you were going to join him tonight. After dating for six months Tom finally thought to introduce you to his underworld friends. Tom was dressed as usual in his business clothes which was a nice ensemble from Prada looking dashingly handsome as always. On the other hand you chose to wear the skin tight dress which Tom liked the most according to him it brings out the best of you. 

Reaching the venue you stepped out of the car as Tom hands the valet the car keys to park his car. Just when you were about to go inside together Tom remembers that he had an important phone call to make.

"Love, you go inside I'll be right behind you" He says to you.

"Okay come fast" you give a smile.

"Yeah I will" after making the call Tom goes inside the hall to find you when he heard some of his friends call out to him.

‘‘Hey Tom!’’ He momentarily forgot about you and made his way towards them.

"So what's up boys?" He pats Michael’s shoulder taking a drink from the ushers. 

"Tom, mate, you have no idea what you just missed’’ he informs all excitedly. 

‘‘Oh really? What was it?’’ he asked, amused.

‘‘Ask who was it, she was a fucking bombshell man, who just walked right through that door!" 

"You should have looked at her ass mate god I just want to fuck her so bad" Charles added.

"Keep dreaming you suckers because Roy is already at it, look over there" Liam chuckles pointing out to them. Tom followed their gaze and his jaw clenched as soon as he saw you, smiling and talking to one of his friends, he inhaled sharply in anger at the fact that all this time his friends were just talking about fucking you in front of him. 

‘‘Damn Roy is gonna get lucky tonight just look at those tits’’ Michael remarks as everyone chuckles except Tom who was fuming with rage.

‘‘You say another fucking word about her and I’m gonna cut that filthy tongue of yours!’’ He spat at him.

‘‘Woah man, relax. What got you so riled up?’’ Tom turned to them with a death glare.

"Listen you morons I want to make this loud and clear, she’s my girl’’ everyone’s eyes went wide in shock as they gulped hard in fear because the last thing anyone would want is to piss off Tom ‘‘and if anyone of you even dare to have improper thoughts about her I’m gonna put a fucking bullet in your heads! Do you fucking get that?!’’ He growled as everyone hung their heads low in fear agreeing to him. He then strides his way towards you.

‘‘So all by yourself?’’ Roy asks with suave in his voice.

‘‘Oh no, I’m with my boyfriend, Tom Holland you might know him’’

‘‘You- you are Holland’s girl?’’ He stutters in fear knowing that he is good as dead if Tom comes to know that he was trying to bed his girl.

‘‘Yeah’’ you tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear smiling.

"Hey darling" you felt a familiar pair of hands wrap around your waist possessively.

"There he is!" you chirped as Tom knelt down to plant a soft kiss on your cheek.

"Where were you?" you pouted.

"Sorry darling was just catching up with some friends" 

"Hey Tom" Roy says awkwardly trying to act friendly

"Hey Roy" Tom gives him a hard glare and turns to you.

"I think it's time for us to leave" He says pressing his lips in a thin line.

"But Tom we just arrived won't you have a couple of drinks" you frowned at the sudden change of plans.

"I think I actually had enough darling, let's go now" He says sternly, you noticed his hard gaze and stopped yourself from questioning him further.

"Okay" He literally dragged you out of the place to the parking area. You got inside the car and sat on the passenger seat as Tom sat on the driver's seat slamming the door shut with such force that startled you. 

The whole ride back was completely silent; you occasionally saw him gripping on the steering wheel so tight that his knuckles turned white. You knew your boyfriend as the most feared mob boss who was also known for his short temper. And by the look on his face he seemed angry for some reason which you are unable to figure out. Surprisingly his angry demeanor was turning you on, you shifted on your seat uncomfortably as you felt heat pool between your legs which didn't go unnoticed by Tom. 

Tom didn't want the night to end like this but here he was furious and raging from inside. He was very well aware of his anger management issues and since the day you walked into his life he has tried to be the better man for you including keeping his anger in check because he would do anything for you. He was never the kind of man to be triggered with such petty things but when it comes to you he just can't control himself he couldn't get over the thought of his friends were literally eye fucking you in front him. It wasn't your fault though you were no doubt beautiful and he feels extremely lucky that he gets to call you his. But seeing you talking and laughing with Roy just lighted up his fuse. He knew you were just being nice to him but when he knows what Roy's actual intentions were with you just makes him see red. 

He just wants to be reassured again that you belonged to him and only him which he is going to make sure tonight. And seeing you getting all fidgety he knew that you were soaking with arousal making him smirk internally at the effect he has on you. 

You finally reached the driveway of your mansion as Tom pulled over the car. You couldn't take the silence anymore and finally spoke up. 

"Tom are you OK?" your voice was full of concern reaching out a hand to his forehead "You are sweating" He grabs your hand with a death grip making you swallow hard as your gaze shifted to his brown orbs which were now swirling with rage and pure lust, yes he was angry and you know exactly what is going to happen next you found yourself getting even more wet just at the thought of it. 

"Bedroom. Strip and wait for me" his voice sharp and dominating. You nodded and let out a small "Yes" 

"Yes what?" He demands. 

"Yes sir" you say submissively, the corner of his lips curl up to a smirk as he brushes your cheekbone with his knuckles gently. 

"Good girl" 

You got out of the car and immediately went to your bedroom. Without wasting any time you did just as you were told, taking off your dress, you sat on the bed on your knees in just your lace panties with palms laying flat on your thighs as you waited for him in anticipation. Every passing minute felt like an hour as you felt your nipples harden in the cool air and arousal pool between your legs, you rubbed your thighs to get some relief from the growing ache. 

He finally arrives after some agonizing moments later the tux he was wearing already discarded and some of the buttons of his shirt unbuttoned giving a nice peak to the solid abs underneath. 

"Such a good girl, aren't you princess?" he cooes as he walks in and sits in front of you. 

"Only for you Tommy" you say sweetly. He knelt down and grabbed your jaw roughly to capture your lips hungrily his tongue prys open your mouth exploring your mouth. He gently sucks on your bottom lip tugging it lightly before pulling away you look at him through your lashes gasping. He brushes his thumb against your swollen bottom lip which you eagerly wrapped your lips onto, sucking and swirling your tongue around it as you hold onto his arm.

"Now don't be so greedy" he purrs as you release his thumb with a pop. 

"Give me your hands" He demands as you reluctantly extend your hands to him. Tom knows how you hate your hands being tied up with how much you love to run your hands through his hair and hold him close to you making you feel safe in his arms but today he had to establish that you were only his, he takes out his tie that was stuffed in his back pocket and ties up your hands with intricate knots. 

"Is this OK?" he asks tugging on it.

"Yes" you affirm, he pushes you onto the bed as you fall back on the soft mattress with him hovering over you as he unbuttons the rest of the buttons of his shirt and takes it off in a swift move. 

"So beautiful and just for me" he says with hooded eyes while his hands trailed down your inner thigh as the coolness of the gold rings on his finger sent shivers right up your core. He pinned your tied hands above your head when you tried to raise them.

‘‘Uh uh princess I thought you were my good girl’’ He patronizes

‘‘I am’’ you whimper in his strong hold.

‘‘Then behave if you don’t want me to leave you like this’’ he says kissing down your throat. You let out a gasp when you felt his warm mouth latch on to your hardened nipple. He smirked and continued sucking, teeth grazing on your soft mounds making you moan. 

"How dare those bastards look at what is mine?!" he growls in between littering your skin with wet kisses and marking you.

You were so helpless and completely at his mercy. Writhing under him and craving him so badly, snaking a hand inside your soaked panties, "so fucking wet" he observed as he spread your slick around your folds, pulling a desperate whimper from you. He brings his fingers to his mouth. 

"Tastes so sweet every time angel" he hums sucking them clean. He then trailed kisses down your stomach, on your navel, before he found home between your legs as he hooks his fingers to the waistband of your panties and simply rips it off you. He stared at your bare, glistening pussy hungrily as if you were his last meal. He dives down right into it sloppily licking through your folds making you arch your back but he holds you down placing a hand on your stomach as he continues his assault. 

You felt dizzy, your brain barely able to comprehend your surroundings. The only sensation you felt was Tom and his calloused fingers which he expertly worked up your dripping cunt and threw you over the edge. When he pushed three of his fingers inside you, you felt delirious and came all around his fingers. 

Tom quickly gets rid of the rest of his clothes and holds himself above you resting his forearm on the side of your head one hand reaches down to grab his throbbing member as he swipes his tip through your slick folds coating it with your arousal before pushing it in your aching hole. You gasp as you feel his tip slide past your entrance and fills you entirely, the stretch making you close your eyes in pleasure. 

‘‘Always so fucking tight!’’ He grunts feeling your walls warm and snug around him. Your eyes shoot wide open as he pulls his hips back and slams right into you without even letting you adjust to him, drawing out a loud moan from you. 

You were writhing underneath him wriggling your hands desperately wanting to feel him and hold on to him. Tom finally took mercy on you as he snakes a hand to your wrists and unties your restraints. As soon as your hands were free you flung them to his back pulling him closer as possible, one hand went to tug on to the roots of his hair. You wrapped your legs around his hips, hooking them behind his back. You could never get enough of him, you needed him deep inside you exploring parts of you that no one could ever reach. He nips at your neck sucking on your skin harshly, making sure for everyone to see who you belong to.

"Who is making you feel this good princess?" His voice raspy and breathless.

"You…" your voice trailed off as he pounds into you mercilessly. 

"Didn't hear you princess" he reaches down to rub where your bodies were connected. 

"You Tom! You!" you shrieked out at the added stimulation.

"That's right baby, I’m the only one who can make you feel like this, no one can make you scream the way I do, no one knows where to touch you like I do" he rubs harsher circles on your sensitive bud and moves his hips to thrust into you deeper, your moans growing louder and louder boosting his ego as your walls clasp around him.

"Fuck! I need to make sure everyone knows who you belong to eh? Maybe put a baby in you, what do you say?" He reckons while he continued to rut his hips

"Yes Tom fill me up, fill me up with your babies" you nod your head furiously as the sound of skin slapping against each other fills the room along with your grunts and moans.

"You will look so pretty baby, all round and beautiful with our child" He brushes your hair gently from your sweat covered face, you were a babbling mess by now unable to form any proper words except his name, his words only spurring you on to your impending climax. He keeps pounding into you even harder than before as you feel your body tense up, toes curling as the coil inside your stomach tightened.

"C'mon baby cum all over my cock, make me fill you up and mark you as mine" He urges and you screamed out when you felt the coil inside you finally snap your walls tightening around him as you came undone raking your nails down his back while his lips captured your swollen ones swallowing your moans as he finally cums inside you filling you up with his warm release and collapses on top of you.

"Mine" he mumbles into your skin between ragged breaths. 

"All yours" you say reassuringly running your fingers through his hair soothingly catching your breath. 

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