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Kinktober Day 31 ~ Costume

Logan Howlett x Fem! Reader

Summary: Logan really likes your costume.

A/N: We started Kinktober with Logan and we're ending it with him. Happy Halloween and I hope you all enjoy!

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“What…is that?”

You look down at yourself, a little confused. “What? It's my costume.”

Logan focused on the tight, black leather suit you were wearing. The collar popping out along your neck. A zipper in the front of your cleavage. With yellow accents along it that really reminding him of his early X-Men days. “Wade told me you wore something like this when you first started. And I wanted to match with you…”

He motioned to his yellow and blue suit, “Sweetheart, I didn't even try.”

“Yeah, I know.” You shook your head. Logan would feel some type of way at your disdain, but he’s too focused on your suit. How it filled out your body very well.

“Just ignore pumpkin.” Wade commented, admiring you while dressed in his suit. Paired with a pink tutu and a tiara. “I think you look fantastic. Perhaps identical to our grumpy fella.”

“Aww, thanks.”

Logan grumbled, “Let’s just go.”

All of you were going to a Halloween costume party at a bar. Everyone dressed in various costume, drinking drinks that were half priced. Logan’s kind of scene, besides the goofy costumes. You were obviously excited, mingling with everyone at the party. Everyone complimenting on your costume. You pulling out your fake blades and impersonating your best Wolverine stance.

If it was anyone else, he’d think it was fucking corny. But this was you, his lover.

Who looked so damn good in that suit. Your curves highlighted for him to see. Well, not just him. Logan noticed others in the bar checking you out, eyes going up and down at your figure. Now, going to this party was a mistake. As always, you wanted him to behave, not start any fights that involved you taking cover somewhere. Good thing he had a handle on his strength. Otherwise the beer bottle in his hand would’ve shattered.

“I think this costume is too tight…” You sighed, snuggling beside him. “I can barely pull the zipper up past my chest.”

Logan felt the bottle crack. “Really? You’re usually good about your sizes.”

“I am. I told Wade what size to get when he said he was going to order it for me.”

“…you let Wade order your suit?”

“Yeah? He offered. He said he was getting Vanessa’s fairy costume at the same place-oh my god.” Suddenly, you got shy, your face buried in his neck. Logan’s arm around your waist got tighter as he comforted you. “No wonder some people were staring at me.”

He scowled at said patrons who immediately pretended to go back to conversing. “It’s okay, sugar. This is just a reminder to watch that asshole when you ask him things.”

You shrugged and Logan grimaced. He wasn’t a fan of you getting like this, having a sense that everyone was watching you.

“Hey,” He made you look up at him, “did I tell you how fucking sexy you look in that costume?”

You clicked your teeth, “No, you didn’t.”

“Well, you do. I wanted to rip that off of you and say fuck this party.” Logan admired your outfit once more, squeezing your side. “Actually, I still do.”

You lean forward, your eyes lowered as you scan his body. “Is that so?”

“You know it.”

“The party will keep going for a few more hours…” Your hands trail from his forearm, up to his bicep. “And Wade drove…”

Logan growled, pulled you close. “Just say where.”

You two did your best to disappear from the party, going to the backseat of the rental car. Your lips immediately on Logan’s before he could close the door. The kiss hot, heavy as you two tried to pull off each other’s costumes. Or at least enough to get to the important parts.

When you zip down your suit, the zipper stopping at your stomach, Logan went directly to your breasts held up by your bra. He had enough for him to mouth at your chest. Him kissing along the cups of your black bra while you grinded against his crotch. The tent in his suit prominent.

You clutched the ends of his mask while he gripped your thighs, squeezing them to increase the pace of your hips. His own matching the rhythm of yours. Your breaths mixing as your tongues collided once more, tasting hints of the drinks you two had. Logan didn’t give a damn if the car was shaking from your movements.

“Fuck me…” He felt cum leaking from his tip, “You gonna make me cum if you…”

Your mouth pressed along his once more, clearly not caring. Not when his covered cock was rubbing along your suit, managing to hit your clothed clit. Logan groans in your mouth as he can smell you, the grip on your thighs getting strong.

“Keep going…just like that…” You’re practically bouncing on him, starting to get incoherent. You don’t even care when he pulls down your bra cups, latching on to your nipple, pinching the other. He smirked when you cry out. The motion of your hips get sloppy, grinding along his cock to keep hitting that spot.

Logan knows your pussy was soaking your pretty panties. He didn’t get a chance to see them while you two were getting dressed, but he bets they match the cute bra you have on. The one he’s ruining to get more access to your skin. He’s so tempted to cut them off, but you don’t like when he cuts off your clothes.

Instead he goes through your suit, feeling the warmth of your bare skin. Logan decided to reach down, going under your lacey underwear to feel your plump bottom. You gasp, reaching under his mask to grip the nape of his neck.

A corral of moans and groaning fill the car. The friction of your covered pussy along his suit made Logan’s cock throb. Your moans increase in pitch, head thrown back when you shout to the car roof. Your body tense and trembling against him. He shuddered, not stopping his grinding as he was close. Logan’s muscles tensed when he orgasms, holding you close while cum stained his boxers.

He wanted to come inside you, but the night wasn’t over yet. He’ll save that when he has you in his bed. You give him one last kiss, pulling down his mask to dishevel his hair.

“You know, they’re gonna know we fooled around in the car.”

You move on to his face, leaving little kisses. “It’s Halloween. They’ll be fine.”

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[bunnys-kisses]

For your halloween special, can i have all dressed chips, with a espresso Martini by max verstappen plssss

halloween menu - bakery menu

spooky scary post-halloween submission! thank you so much for the request. it has been fun to write this one, so i hope that you love it. i know that the spooky season is over, but we can probably have a little more halloween magic until christmas, haha!

all-dressed chips: "i'd propose right now. but not while you're wearing this." + espresso martini: dom!character served by max verstappen (formula one)

tags: smut/pwp, dom & mad!max, driver!reader, established relationship, car sex (sort of), fingering/clit teasing & oral sex (reader receives)

"you can't laugh at this." you said as you zipped up the driver's suit to your neck. you looked in the mirror before you shushed your teammate. you turned in the mirror a little, "oh he's gonna freak when he sees this."

daniel laughed into his fist and you shushed your teammate before you turned to him and away from the mirror. the driving suit was so much baggier than yours. especially in the shoulders and thighs. you knew that if the team found out about this, they would lose it.

they were very particular with where the drive suit of the great max verstappen was at all times. and currently it was on your body as you and your teammate rushed to his car before you ended up at a halloween party in austin.

to be a couple on two separate teams often led to a flurry of discussions and rumors. you had about four pregnancy rumors happen oven the course of the season. that didn't mention the three cheating rumors (that was your cousin that photo) or the five secret wedding rumors. you hated those ones the most because they always made it seem like your wedding choices were tacky.

but tonight, you were thankful there were no press members lurking around the house that was rented out by the mclaren team for the austin weekend. and since it was close enough to halloween, that meant the drivers and others could have a party. and while it wasn't a dress up party, you took it upon yourself to have the best costume.

your teammate, daniel, was dressed a cowboy. you even remarked, 'you might give me a run for my money tonight." as you looked in the mirror to see if your lip gloss was ended up above your lip. he laughed and the two of you got out of the parking lot before the gate to the track was closed.

-

at the house, you spotted max waiting outside with his arms crossed and leaned up against the gate. when he saw you get out of the car, he was instantly over to you. it wasn't until he got closer that he noticed that you were wearing his driver suit.

he laughed, "you look so amazing." he scooped you up in his arms and looked at you with a smile, "very authentic."

you giggled, "it's a red bull original."

max looked at you, "i..is that my suit?"

you nodded, "yeah, well worn today and everything." you felt max hold onto you a little tighter and you got your hands into the front of his t-shirt. you looked at him, "i wanted to be the best dressed."

he swallowed then laughed, "well, i think it's a mission accomplished." he could feel the swirl in his gut.

daniel piped up after he locked the car doors, "what about me, max?" he laughed, "i think i kill it tonight too, mate." then winked at his former teammate.

max laughed, "why did i have a feeling that you were going as a cowboy tonight?" then ushered you into the house against his worst judgement. the back of his mind was calling for him to stuck you in the backseat and make the car rock.

so much was covered, but to know that you were in max's gear turned him on. so the entire night his gaze was on you, his hand on your lower back and when he could, his lips on yours. a night of partying ended with max driving you back to your hotel room.

"show me what's under it? got my fireproofs on too?" he asked. his hand was on the zipper and trying to get it down while you drove him. you helped him and he caught a glimpse of your bra underneath.

"i'd propose right now. but not while you're wearing this." he laughed, "and not when there's a risk i'll crash the car." he did however snake his hand between your legs, "fuck, you're so warm."

you moaned as he managed to get under your panties and rub against your clit. the sensation made you jolt and he laughed.

"aw c'mon, my love. you're always so calm on the track? what's the problem now? can't handle a little fun?" it didn't help that the speed he was driving left after shocks through your body.

you were both on quiet back end roads in texas. no one around for a good while, so of course max could rev the engine a little bit while he stimulated your clit. the strength of a formula one driver was concentration and the ability to calculate many things at once.

for example max's rough thumb was against your clit, moving in motions that were making you a total mess in the car. his eyes were on the road and he was going over the speed limit so he could almost stimulate your achy sex. all while not crashing the car.

they could give him the wdc for that feat alone.

your heart was racing in your ears and your pussy soaked through your cotton panties. max knew if he smelled his suit the next morning, it was going to reek like your achy cunt. and he wouldn't mind racing like that.

"shit, max. ah." you groaned and you shifted your hips to get a better feeling of his rough fingers. you swallowed back a particularly loud moan to escape from your lips. you prayed, hoped that no one would find out about this. you didn't need that on the front pages.

"you sound so pretty when you're needy." he purred, "i love how you sound. i feel like i should spank you for stealing my suit, but stealing it is quite the feat i have to say. mmmm, pretty thing."

his words sent shocked through you as you felt the blush bloom in your cheeks with an erotic want. there was something about max verstappen that drove you insane.

eventually he pulled his fingers away from your soaked sex and licked the bit of wetness off his thumb and knuckle. he groaned a little before he pulled into a nearby closed gas station parking lot.

"get in the backseat." he said before he watched you scramble to the back and he followed after. he almost hit his head against the top of the sports car he was driving. you chest was heavy in the low light of the parking lot.

max tugged at the suit, almost ripping the zipper to get access to your soaked cunt. he pushed the crotch of the cotton panties to get access to your sex. you could feel everything tight as he was pulled, but max's tongue on your aching cunt made it all better.

his pace was messy with two of his fingers pushed inside of you for added pleasure. he was a messy eater when he ate you out and you weren't too sure how much time you'd have before someone drove by. the car rocked a little as he pleasured you.

"fuck, ah, max." you didn't know this would've given him such a response. but, you loved it. you loved how his tongue felt against your achy cunt. you had been thinking about him during the party because he was in your space so much.

he groaned against your pussy, your wetness was up to his nose and almost at his cheeks. he went all in when it came to oral sex, that was why it made it so easy for you to climax because of him.

you moaned a little louder and held onto his hair for a moment as you felt the climax wash over you. the feeling hit you like a ton of bricks and it made you hot all over. you felt the fire in your gut as he made you feel on cloud nine.

"oh my god." you panted heavily as he smirked against your soaked pussy before he looked up at you. you could see the glisten of your wetness across his face.

"i'm not done with you yet. let's see how durable this suit really is." he chuckled as you heard the unzip of his jeans.

-

being in red bull's head office the morning after a party was never a good thing. it was a situation most tried to avoid being. but as you sat with daniel and max across from horner and mekies wasn't a way to start the morning.

"can we at least get coffee." you groaned.

"no." horner replied.

apparently max's racing suit went missing last night. only to be found in your hotel room this morning. daniel was in the office for abetting in the theft. you wanted to die when christian showed the three of you the pictures of the stains on the suit. daniel hid his mouth behind his hand, to not make a very funny (yet very mean comment). you pressed the heels of your hands into your eyes and prayed for a moment that you'd go blind.

"this will result in a fine and community service." which made the three of you groan. the media was going to have a field day with this one <3

[henry7931]

Morning Jerk Session

“Mhmm….”

You know I always start out my morning this way, jerking one out before have to start the day. But something feels a little different this morning…

Oh god I’m so close!

I open my eyes as I felt cum rushing out of my dick but in that same instance— I felt a panic rush over me!

“WHAT THE FUCK!?!”

I look at the dick I was holding, my hand, my chest… they look nothing like mine!

I look around the room and felt my stomach sink in when I realized where I was… dad’s room.

I get out of his bed quickly and stop right in front of his mirror…

Staring back at me is my father’s naked body covered in cum.

“AHHHHHHH!!!!!”

I panicked and tripped on the ground.

All of the sudden I hear a familiar scream coming from another room and then footsteps coming my direction.

The door swings open and I try to get up. It’s my body standing at the doorway.

“OH MY GOD! JUSTIN?!?”

“DAD?!?”

We both scream at the same time.

I clumsily stand up and my dad in my body looks me over.

“Did you just?”

I realized that he’s referring to his cum covered stomach and semi hard dick that I now control

“I DIDN’T KNOW!”

I start looking for a towel and something to cover up my father’s naked body.

“How… are we in eachothers bodies?” he says to me.

“I don’t know! I was laying in bed with my eyes closed doing my uh.., normal routine and when I finished I open my eyes and next thing I know I’m staring down at your junk!”

Dad stares at me in disbelief and all I can do is sit on his bed mortified.

He puts a hand on my shoulder as I almost start crying.

“It’s okay, you didn’t know Justin. But I need you to pull yourself together, okay?”

“Okay,” I said in middle of tears rolling down my face.

Dad hugs me and I notice something else. My bodies noticeable hard on.

“Oh god! This is your morning routine isn’t it.”

“Yep.”

“Do you mind if I take of it real quick?”

“WHAT?!?”

“Sorry! It’s so hard right now!”

“Dad you can’t be serious!”

“Well you already did the deed in my body.”

I look down again at my dad’s junk and take a deep breath.

“Fine!”

Dad lays back and pulls out my dick and starts wanking it.

“DAD WHAT THE FUCK! NOT RIGHT HERE!”

“It’s your body! Not like you’ve never seen it.”

I watch as my dad navigates my body… I felt myself starting to get hard again watching him.

I analyze my bodies cock and balls, my chest, my arms, even my feet… this is kinda hot to watch.

I lay next to him and dad’s dick is hard again. I start jerking off next to him.

“God son your dick so sensitive!”

“Feels good doesn’t it?”

“Yeah it does!”

“Oh god…. I don’t think I’m going to last!”

Dad’s moaning loudly in my body and I carefully slip my free hand on my thigh.

“Rub your balls! Please son!”

I follow his direction and he moans louder and louder.

“I’m about to bust!”

I watch my former face and I’m so turned on. I feel myself getting close again.

Dad cums and to my surprise he tastes it. He whips more off of my cock head and puts my fingers in my mouth.

“Taste good right?”

Dad runs my former hands over his body and I know everything is so wrong but I’m just so turned on.

Cum squirts out of dad’s thick meaty cock and he immediately licks every drop off of his dick.

“Holy shit dad…”

He kisses his cock and looks up at me. He begins laughing.

“Dudeeee! I can’t believe you were down for that?”

“Huh?” I say puzzled by his statement.

“Justin, it’s me Sam! I did all of this. I really just wanted to try out your body but licking your dad’s meaty cock with your tongue was just an addd bonus!”

“SAMMMM!??!?”

“Yeah man! It’s me controlling your body. Surprise!”

“Oh my god! Where’s my dad?”

“My body of course! I’m sure he’s confused right now.”

I was stunned, Sam in my body cuddle up to me and ran his hands over my father’s chest.

“You know we can do this more, no one has to know anything.”

I felt a strange mixture of emotions… how could my friend Sam just take my body like that? And why wouldn’t he tell me.

“Justin, don’t be mad! You enjoyed yourself. Literally haha.”

I rolled my eyes.

“So you wanna role play today, you can be your dad and I can be you.”

I looked over my father’s body, he’s got nice one all around.

Big feet, strong muscles, good looking face, I could get used to it.

“Screw it! Come cuddle on daddy.”

We wrap both of our naked bodies together, rubbing and touching each other for hours.

2 weeks later…

“Hey son!”

“Oh hey dad!”

Justin (formerly Sam) is laying in my former bed playing with his morning wood.

“You started without me?” I say to him holding my manly cock in hand.

“No just warming up!”

“Good, now do you mind giving daddy one of those amazing foot jobs?”

“Yes daddy!”

[mysticalserenity-tarot]

💭♡ What they want you to know? (Pick a pile)

{How to pick a pile? First, take a deep breath with your eyes closed to clear your mind. When you open your eyes, don't hesitate – pick the image that immediately grabs your attention or stirs up a memory. Remember, you can pick more than one pile if you feel called to. If none of the images stand out for you, it means there's no message for you at this time. You can always come back to it later.}

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Pile 1, Pile 2, Pile 3 (from left to right)

Hello, and a huge thank you to everyone for your incredible support. It means a lot!

In this collective pick a pile reading, we'll reveal what your specific person (no matter who) wants you to know. Let's see where your energy takes us.

Disclaimer: This is a collective reading I picked up on multiple energies, so please only take what resonates and leave the rest. When something resonates you usually feel a light energy and in your heart you can feel it's your message, and the pic that attracts you is a clearly sign.

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💬 PILE 1

3 of Cups, 3 of Swords, 6 of Cups (9 of Swords)

Hello Pile 1, and welcome to your reading. Let's dive in!

Oh my dear pile 1, your person is truly struggling, as confirmed by the struggling card itself, the 9 of Swords. They want you to know that they are in a challenging period, whether you're asking for a platonic, romantic partner, or family member. Whoever it may be, your company is the thing that keep them going. I sense that you have an optimistic, uplifting, or magnetic energy that they miss, and they miss the warmth of your hugs and the softness yet directness of your words. They truly hope to reunite or unite with you, and I see them asking the universe or their beliefs for signs. They're unhappy but won't admit it or say it directly - this may be someone afraid that you could reject them or hurt them in some way, so they prefer to keep their feelings to themselves. I'm sensing emotional energy, like they're getting upset or teary as they think about missing you. The 9 of Swords suggests struggle and tension, but there's a sense of hope that they'll see you (again). As if you left them thirsting for your presence.

Before you, they felt like a nobody, but after you, they feel like life has a meaning and purpose. If you left them, they want you back, and if they left you, they want you to take them back [Unless this is a toxic ex, please ignore them and keep going with your life, you deserve better and I promise you, you'll get better.] This person is feeling nostalgic, as indicated by the 6 of Cups, and I keep hearing "I'm grateful" for the impact you had on their life. You inspire them to do and be better, and they see you as a source of inspiration and support. They view you as “the light at the end of the tunnel”. So sweet!

However, they may struggle to express these feelings and may even feel like they're holding back. For some of you, I get the feeling that you'll reconnect in the future, possibly with a rekindling of an old flame. For others, they're waiting for you to reach out to them, especially if you're the more confident or bossy one.

33/333 and the number 3 may be significant for both of you, relating to growth, expansion, and the positive energy you bring to each other. That's interesting 33 summed up is 6 which is on the 6 of Cups and 6 represents harmony which further shows this positive energy you bring to your person's life.

Thank you for allowing me to read your energy, Pile 1.

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💬 PILE 2

7 of Swords Rv, Ace of Wands, 4 of Wands (Judgement)

Hello Pile 2, and welcome to your reading. Let's dive in!

When you chose your pile, many of you may have thought of your divine counterpart/soulmate or future spouse. The Lovers card confirms this. But this reading is open to everyone and anyone, as always. Your person is dealing with a karmic partner or is in a relationship with someone who they thought was the one, but it turned out they were just a liar. They are feeling deceived and are paying for their naivety and bad decisions as a karmic lesson. They want you to know that they want a new beginning with you; which will open doors for the both of you, and they're tired of relationships that do not satisfy them or that are not what they seem at first. They want to celebrate this new beginning together like it's the first serious relationship you've ever had, even if you or them have been with other people in the past. Listen to your intuition and be patient. Divine timing is there for a reason and will not 'annoy' or 'frustrate' you, even if it may seem like it at first.

They believe in you strongly and want to emphasize that you have so much potential. Trust yourself, believe in your capabilities, and balance them with practice and logic. Patience and loyalty are required for your relationship to be stable and grow stronger. Reminder that karma is not just painful, but also teaches invaluable lessons. However, to move forward in your relationship, positive karma must be sought, which teaches lessons but also helps you expand as individuals. On a positive note, every person you encounter leaves you with valuable lessons that make you thrive in the long run.

I don't believe this is someone that would leave you for no reason, I sense strong admiration and attraction between you two. Whether in a romantic or platonic way. Wands, which also depict passion, in your spread are speaking louder!

Spiritual Awakening may be significant as well as fire elements (perhaps you or them are fire signs or have fire placements). You or your person are going through an awakening which confirms the karmic path currently.

Thank you for allowing me to read your energy, Pile 2.

Note: -If you enjoyed this and my other readings, and you'd like to support me further, you can do so on my ko-fi , I'd greatly appreciate it. It's not mandatory.

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💬 PILE 3

King of Cups, 2 of Cups, 8 of Swords Rv (5 of Wands)

Hello Pile 3, and welcome to your reading. Let's dive in!

I see some conflicts in values occurring, potentially between partners, friends, or family members. Some of you may be considering or thinking about your current partner, but this reading is open to everyone. They are advising you to compromise and communicate effectively to avoid the last word syndrome. Your loved one feels unfairly left out and want you to share your emotions, both positive and negative, with them.I know you may be afraid of their answer but they want you to know that if you talk with eachother like two mature people there's nothing to be afraid of, they'll tell their opinion but ultimately the decision is yours, they know they can't cage you and is a wrong thing to do. They want things to work out with you because they love you, even if they don't express it all the time. Expressing love doesn't always require saying 'I love you. Instead, they want open communication, trust, and to release self-imposed limitations within the relationship. Things can improve if both of you communicate effectively, even if disagreements occur as it's a normal part of any relationship. As always, this applies to both platonic and romantic love. (you may resonate with some messages in pile 2, if you feel called to). However, for a few of you, there may be challenges due to being on different lengths. Your guides may suggest leaving this person as someone more suitable could be waiting. But remember, the future isn't set in stone. If you feel strongly magnetized to someone, trust your intuition as it may surpass what the cards indicate.

Craftsmanship and charm or bracelet-making may be significant for you and your person. Additionally, I had somehow a vision of someone playing Jenga in a logical, strategic manner, which seemed peculiarly specific.

Thank you for allowing me to read your energy, Pile 3.

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[solar4seekstron]

D-16 x Cybertronian!Reader One Shot: Conjunx

Here’s another One Shot with my bbg D-16. This one just cam e into mind so of course i got to writing. I’m pretty proud of this story and I enjoyed writing for only D. I hope you all enjoy!

TW/Tags: Fluff/Wholesomeness at beginning, D is precious and silly, angst after cut after wholesome romance, Implied abuse (mild), kidnapping, toxic relationship at end. Might make part 2? We’ll see what my brain throws at me at 2 am lol

You and D only really hanged out when Orion was around. Not because D was embarrassed but because Orion was usually busy doing something else. You were seen as a quiet bot and also cool by D. You always stood up to the superiors knowing you weren’t out of line. And despite being a few inches smaller then D. You were strong! D won’t admit it but he was defiantly attracted to you.

One day when getting off the train, Orion did something stupid again. Elita dragged him away to do a late mining shift as punishment. Later D was alone and worked on punching the punching bag in the mining quarters. The others left him be, knowing his temper without Orion. He was so focused he didn’t notice you came up behind him. Knowing he might try to punch you if you startled him. You descide to pick him up by the waist strartling him “Hey you glitchin bot! Put me dow- Oh its you.” You put him down. He looked at you no longer startled.

”Sorry D didn’t want you to punch me if I didn’t pick you up.” You chuckled.

”You know you could’ve handled my punches right?”

”Yes but I would’ve had to punch you back.”

”…..Good point.” He pointed his digit to you.

”You mind if we talk?” D almost froze as his smile shows to have strained a bit as he looked at you. “It’s nothing bad.” You chuckled. “Come on lets go where we can see the Iacon 5000 sign.”

“O-ok.” You two walked and once up there you finally spoke.

”So D I’ve been thinking. We’ve been good friends for a good while and was hoping. Since after all this time-“ You continue to speak as his head only started to overthink.

Was so lost in thought of you possibly leaving him that he barely heard you. He then heard you say Conjunx out of the blurr of what you’re saying. But that word brought him out of his thoughts “What you say?”

”D-16 will you be my Conjunx?” You were on one knee. (Thought it be cute shud up) D was dumbfounded until he realized and his face no longer showed a blank expression but had a cute little grin appear on his face. He then shakes a little. Little sounds of metal being heard. You reached a cervo toawrds him once you stood, a bit worried “Uhhh D??”

Then out of no where he hugged you and started spinning, you around as he shouted in cheer and joy. You were now dumbfounded and put your cervos on his shoulders gently patting. “So…..that’s a yes?” He then holds you up with his hands holding your waist.

”YES!!!!” I have been waiting for so lo-“ He looked at you once he stopped. He can tell you were trying to hold in a laugh. “Uhh”

”Guess tonight will be a night to never forget.” You both chuckled and embrace each other. Both of your foreheads touching as you two closed your eyes.

D then lets out a soft sigh as he gently lowers you. You standing once more. Your arms around his neck and his around your waist. Your foreheads still touching as you two stared into each other’s eyes.

”I love you Y/N”

”I love you D. Mine. Always and Forever.”

You both leaned closer together and as your lips both finally touch. The sparks in your chests soon glow. Shinning around you as you two stay in the moment together with the sign of Iacon 5000 behind you both in the dark city.

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(Last chance guys skip this part if you don’t wanna feel pain)

Megatron sat in his throne as he thought about that night. It is truly the night to remember. After everything. He lost his best friend, his home, and after realizing he has been lied to for all his life up to now. He just couldn’t lose you. The high guard was third to him. His new cause is his new goal but you. YOU are the one thing that truly belongs to him.

As he sat there, his head resting on his fist as he watched the high guards having a meeting. He listened, only glancing down to see you every so often as you rest your head and one of your cervos against his chassis.

Your optics closed as you sat on his lap. You had a cog and a decepticon logo on your chassis. His arm around behind your back and cervo resting on your thigh. Your other cervo that wasn’t on his chest resting on top of his on your thigh. You had a few dents. Proof from when he forced you to come with him when sneaking into the city and take you with him. After some time he had to discipline you to behave. Same thing when he forced you to stay still as the Decepticon logo was put on you. You are His Conjunx. You should really learn to trust him. He even threatened to hurt you more if you chose to break the bond from that very night. Ever since then you’ve been tired and miserable. You always felt his feelings through the bond. But you can still feel that love he has for you. Only it’s much darker now.

You listened to his spark beat as you two stayed silent. Starscream and Shockwave started to argue as Soundwave sat there with a data pad. You’d slowly open your optics. You had a little rust under your eyes. Not very visible if far enough.

You cried. You cry every night after Megatron goes to recharge. The meeting eventually ends and Megatron dismisses everyone. Once everyone was gone he looked down at you. Finally lifting his head so he’s more straight sitting up. Moving his cervo to now hold your chin. Making you look at him as his now red optics narrowed and stared down at you. “Hungry sweetspark?” His voice was darker and rough. It still makes you flinch when he speaks to you.

You didn’t answer. You only shook your head as your optics remained dim. He leaned his head lower a bit. His face only inches from yours. “Almost Obedient…hm…”

You two remain silent for a moment.

“Mine. Always and Forever.”

He closes the distance. His lips connecting with yours once more after so long. His lips now cold as he closed his optics. You closed yours a second after.

But you didn’t return the kiss. His cervo moving from your thigh to the back of your head. Pushing your head a bit closer. Your kiss is no longer the same. His kiss. Is no longer the same. Megatron wasn’t Your D-16.

So….. y’all like 😗?

[rosieswriting]

Closer than ever

Remus Lupin x Potter!reader

Summary: After years of friendship filled with banter, study sessions, and always having each other’s back, a certain Gryffindor victory shifts everything between them. The lines they’ve carefully walked for so long start to blur, sparking a new closeness neither can ignore.

Note: english is not my first languaje so it probably has some mistakes!

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It was a Sunday morning, and the first days of spring had brought a warm glow over Hogwarts. The Gryffindor team had been training all morning under their new, overly enthusiastic captain—your brother, James Potter—who was determined to crush Slytherin in the upcoming match.

“We’re telling you, Moony, he’s going to be the death of us!” Sirius groaned dramatically to Remus and Peter, clutching his chest with exaggerated despair. The table broke into chuckles, everyone except James.

“You’re exaggerating,” James said, taking a long sip of his orange juice, looking unimpressed.

“He’s really not, Jamie,” you interjected, giving him a pointed look. “It’s barely nine in the morning, and we’re here, fresh from a two-hour training session, just trying to enjoy breakfast,” you added, taking a bite of your toast.

James shrugged, grinning. “When we beat Slytherin, you’ll all be thanking me.”

You and Sirius shared an eye roll, and Peter and Remus gave a small laugh. Soon, the Marauders shifted the conversation to other things—something about their latest plan to prank the Ravenclaws—but you tuned them out, savoring the warmth of breakfast and the rare spring sun filtering through the Great Hall.

Beside you, Remus leaned in, speaking softly. “Are you still up for the study session with Lily later? Or do you want to take it easy after practice?”

Since your first year, Remus had always been the one to help you with studies when you needed it. Weekly study sessions had become a tradition, and once Remus and Lily had grown close, she’d started joining you too.

“I’m still up for it,” you replied, turning to smile at him. “I have an essay due on that Goblin War of 1882, or something like that.”

“Oh, yes, I remember that one from last year,” he said with a grin. “I’ve got you covered. Same time in the library?”

“Same time,” you confirmed.

Later that afternoon, you made your way to the library, books and notes in hand. As you entered, you spotted Remus already sitting at your usual table, a few books spread out in front of him. He looked up, giving you a warm smile as he waved you over.

“Hey! Ready to tackle the Goblin War of 1882?” he greeted with a grin, sliding a seat out for you.

“Not really, but I’ll try,” you replied with a laugh, settling down beside him.

As you set up your notes, you noticed that Lily was nowhere to be found. "Where’s Lily? Don’t tell me she bailed on us,” you joked, glancing around.

Remus chuckled, shaking his head. “She did, actually. But only for a good reason—your brother convinced her to go for a walk around the lake.”

“Of course he did,” you muttered, rolling your eyes but smiling at the thought of James finally winning Lily over enough to steal her for a date. “Guess it’s just us, then.”

“Just us,” he repeated his tone light but with the slightest hint of something softer, and you couldn’t help but feel a warm flutter in your chest.

Remus pulled one of the books towards you, flipping to a section he’d marked. “So, for your essay, you’re supposed to cover the lead-up to the war, right? I found a few bits in here that might help.”

“Thank Merlin you’re here,” you sighed, leaning in to read over his shoulder. The proximity made your face warm, and you quickly turned your attention to the book to avoid giving yourself away.

He started explaining the notes he’d gathered, his voice soft and steady as he walked you through the political tensions and key events leading up to the conflict. You noticed how his hands moved as he spoke, gesturing in small, precise movements, and how his face lit up slightly as he explained things. There was something calming about the way he taught—like he wasn’t just helping you study but making it genuinely enjoyable.

After a while, he paused, his gaze lingering on you a little longer than usual. “You’re actually getting this down quicker than I thought.”

“Are you doubting my historical expertise, Lupin?” you teased, glancing up at him with a smirk.

He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Not at all, but you did look a bit horrified earlier at breakfast when you mentioned the essay.”

You laughed, nudging his shoulder playfully. “Alright, fair point.”

A comfortable silence settled over you both as you continued writing, only broken occasionally by quiet questions and shared glances that made your heart race more than you’d like to admit.

Eventually, your attention drifted back to Remus, his brow furrowed in concentration as he scanned through one of the history books. “You know, I never did get why you’re always so patient with me about this stuff.” You said softly “You know you don’t have to keep impressing James to be your friend, right?” you added playfully.

He looked up, surprised by the question but with a fond smile playing at his lips. “I know” he answered chuckling “I like spending time with you.” he replied simply, his voice barely above a whisper.

You felt a blush rising to your cheeks, and the air between you grew warm. “Well… I like spending time with you too,” you murmured back, feeling bolder than usual.

For a moment, you just looked at each other, the silence now filled with unspoken words and the quiet buzz of the library around you. Neither of you moved, and neither did anything to break the spell. Instead, you just smiled, feeling flustered and shy, but somehow happier than you’d been all day.

Remus cleared his throat softly, breaking the silence but not the mood. “So… back to the Goblin War?”

You laughed, nodding. “Back to the Goblin War.”

And, as you returned to your notes, you couldn’t help but wonder if, maybe, this little spark between you both was something he felt too.

A week after, the Gryffindor common room was a blur of red and gold, filled with cheers and music as everyone celebrated their win over Slytherin. As one of the Chasers, you’d played a crucial role, weaving through the Slytherin defense and scoring more than once, and your teammates and friends hadn’t stopped congratulating you since.

As you moved through the room, basking in the praise and warmth of your friends, Remus caught your eye from across the room. He was leaning against the wall, holding a cigarette and smiling softly as he watched you. You made your way over to him, dodging tipsy students and sidestepping Sirius, who was in the middle of a very dramatic retelling of the match to a group of fourth years.

“Hey,” he greeted, taking a drag of his cigarette. “You were incredible out there.”

“Thanks, Rem.” You grinned, taking a sip from your own drink. “I’d say I had to be. Slytherin was definitely out for blood.”

“Tell me about it,” he chuckled. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you play like that.”

You rolled your eyes playfully. “It is Slytherin, after all.” You smirked. “You know, I wish you could come up there with me.”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “You’d have to use a Sticking Charm to keep me on that broom, but... maybe someday.”

You grinned, holding out your pinky. “I’ll hold you to that.”

He hooked his pinky with yours, giving you a look that made your heart skip. “Fine. But only if you promise you won’t laugh when I fall off.”

“Deal” you whispered, still caught in his gaze.

“Although I’m not sure if I’ll be as good as you” he said softly.

The compliment caught you a bit off guard, and you felt your cheeks warm slightly, though you brushed it off with a laugh. “Flattery now, Lupin? I’m not that easy.”

He tilted his head, raising an eyebrow. “Really? Could’ve fooled me. You looked over the audience about five times during the game, couldn’t keep your eyes off me.”

You laughed, nudging him. “Maybe you were distracting me.” You said playfully.

“Was I?” he asked, giving you that lazy, half-smile that made it impossible to tell if he was serious.

You smirked, folding your arms as you leaned in a little. “Yeah. You wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid.”

The words slipped out, and for a split second, you wondered if you’d gone too far. But instead of getting flustered, Remus just laughed, a deep, warm chuckle that sent a shiver down your spine.

He took a small step closer, his voice soft but playful. “So what if I do?”

Suddenly, you found yourself speechless, your usual confidence shaken by the way he was looking at you. Your heart raced, cheeks burning, and you tried to come up with a clever comeback but failed miserably.

Remus chuckled, clearly enjoying your flustered reaction. “Didn’t expect that one, did you?” he teased gently, reaching out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his fingers lingering for just a moment.

You swallowed, feeling your pulse quicken as you looked up at him. “Shut up” you mumbled.

His smile softened, and he leaned in slowly, giving you plenty of time to stop him if you wanted to. But of course, you didn’t. You closed the distance, meeting him halfway, and his lips were warm and soft against yours, filling you with a heady rush that made the whole world fade away.

His hands settled on your waist, fingers pressing gently as he pulled you closer, making your heart race. Your arms instinctively wrapped around his shoulders, fingers finding their way into the soft strands of his hair, savoring the warmth radiating from him. The kiss was anything but rushed; it was slow, each movement filled with a quiet intensity that spoke volumes.

As the kiss deepened, you felt the world melt away, leaving only the feeling of his steady heartbeat against your chest, the gentle touch of his hands as he drew you impossibly closer, and the realization that you’d both been waiting, yearning, for this moment to unfold. When you finally pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours, his thumb brushing your cheek as he whispered, “You really are something, you know that?”

But just as you were about to say something, you heard someone clear their throat beside you.

You both turned to find James standing there, arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips. “Well, well,” he said, raising an eyebrow, “about time, don’t you think?”

You felt your face go hot, scrambling to explain yourself, but James just rolled his eyes and chuckled. “Please, I’m just glad you finally got around to it. Just… no public displays around me, alright?” He winked and clapped Remus on the shoulder. “She’s all yours, Moony. But you better take care of her, or I’ll be hexing you.”

“Wouldn’t dream of anything else, mate,” Remus replied, glancing at you with a smile that made your heart skip.

James gave you one last playful eye-roll before heading back into the crowd. And as you turned back to Remus, you felt that spark between you both grow even warmer, knowing that whatever this was, you weren’t the only one who wanted it.

“Again?” you ask him smiling widely, making him chuckle.

“Again” me muttered against your lips before kissing you.

[amazinglyashy]

hi! First of all - i love the way u write omg😭 i basically went through all your posts last evening and today hahah (procrastinating at it’s finest😌) Second - i wanna request a prompt, but i dunno if it’s too close to the one where ‘reader tells the lads boys that she’s too heavy for them’? if so, just ignore this!🫡💗

If not - could you write something about the boys finding out that reader/mc used to have bulimia(/or unspecified ed) and that she’s quietly struggling again, but not telling them? Maybe something angsty/comforting?

Trigger warning - This involves talk about eating disorders. Please use discretion when reading! Oh my gosh, thank you so much!! That means so much, because I used to write a lot years ago but stopped for a long time. I only got back into it recently, so the love I've been receiving has really done a positive number to my confidence. Thank you, lovely <3 I don't think it's possible for me to NOT write this request, because I'm a long time ED sufferer, and I am currently experiencing a harsh relapse unfortunately... You read me like a book, because 'Too Heavy' was a direct reference to that. It's hard, because it's such an invisible problem that oftentimes you suffer alone. Thank you for the request, hopefully I did it some justice, and for you or anyone who may relate to this post. (Also wrote this while listening to Lullaby - Jhameel on repeat. Give it a listen!)

Love and Deepspace Li's find out about your ED (and your current struggle)

Zayne -

The moment he finds out you live with an ED, he's down at the library finding any books he can, and researching as much as possible throughout the hospital and his old college's database.

He's also finding patient testimonials that have been released, so he can find the most compassionate approach that would help you without causing you any more harm than you already are experiencing at the hands of your own mind.

"I found a new restaurant I want to try. Apparently, they make a certain dish really well, I think we should try it together while we go over the latest mission you wished to tell me about."

He knows what you like, so it makes it easy for him to order things to share together places and ensure you're eating.

He will go out to eat every single day if he needs to, that's not any issue to him. Neither is sharing foods or cooking meals that he knows you love, even if they're not particularly his favorite.

He tries not to talk to you much about it, but does his best to be encouraging and nothing more whenever the subject of professional help comes up.

When you start opening up even more to him, he's all ears, and he's exceedingly careful about his choices of words, like he always is, but even more so now. The last thing he wants is to speak a trigger, especially when he's so focused on helping you get better.

He knows it never truly goes away, your disorder. But that's not an issue. It's more... a fact of being with you. And just like you take his problems and disabilities, he will take every single one of yours as well.

In stride, and with love.

Xavier -

He caught on, mostly because he found it strange that one moment you had eaten every single snack in the cupboard, and the next he heard, you hadn't eaten anything all day. He was wondering if it was something he was just unaware of, but-

Quickly finds out what exactly is going on after a few times of this happening. He was worried it was some strange habit, and now he's even more worried finding out it's been something you've been dealing with for quite a while.

He's upset, to say the least. But he'll keep that to himself.

He just wants to help you now.

He'll ask if there's anything that you feel like sharing with him on how to best help you, and there's definitely a note somewhere on his phone with a list of things you told him. If he can do any of them daily, he will. Anything else is always on his mind.

He doesn't let it get in the way of your day to day, though. You still play games together like normal, read together, and go the arcade whenever you both have the opportunity to win some more plushies for your hoards. He's always conscious about his own comments and behavior, but he doesn't ever let it seem like he's keeping an eye on you or trying to supervise you.

The tightrope of trusting you and helping you deal with your disorder is a thin one, and Xavier dances along it with grace.

No matter what, being around him is a comfort. Whether you're having a good day, or a bad day.

Sylus -

He's pretty internally frustrated when he first find out about it, but he doesn't let it show.

It has nothing to do with you or anything you did. He's just used to... having everything under control. For every problem to have a solution solved easily with money, force, or some compassion.

This is something he can't control.

And he hates it.

Aside from that, Sylus is like a light in the dark.

He had a list of trusted professionals to help you, should you want, and multiple of them at that- just in case you don't feel comfortable with the first one or three.

Any food you genuinely like to eat is available at all times, it does not matter if it is three in the morning. Are you wanting it? Nice, it's right there on your plate.

The frequency of which you see him increases, including the twins, despite both situations being... vastly different.

Where he takes you out for dinners at new and gorgeous restaurants, including ones feature in your favorite media or having special events for a game you like- the twins are throwing bags of snacks at you and yelling at you to throw pieces into their mouths and so they can do the same to you.

You will learn Sylus did not ask them to do this, in fact he explicitly told them not to do that.

It's pretty obvious though, they were worried about Sylus. And not just him, but you too.

Probably because of how much Sylus has been concerned about you, even if just in secret.

He doesn't want his feelings to make you feel anything but loved, so prepare for a speech the second you feel any kind of guilty. You're not getting out of this one.

Not until you know how much he cares about you, no matter what.

Rafayel -

The way he treats it is extremely encompassing. The way he sees it, is if you're sad or not doing too hot mentally, it's going to affect every part of your brain, including the parts that make you feel the way you do with your ED.

Driving you somewhere? He's playing upbeat music pounding out of the speakers of his sports car, singing along goofily or making up new words. You haven't eaten in a long time? Too bad, suddenly he's hungry and wants a snack. In fact, he wants a snack every couple of hours. If you binged and feel like dying, he'll be offering you water and any distraction he can to get your mind off of your appearance or the guilt of your binge.

He will spend more of his own free time at the gym if he needs to to work off any extra weight he gains just to help you eat, if eating with him is what helps you and he doesn't want you to see him change and feel guilty over it. He doesn't care.

Constant, constant praise with him. It is not about your appearance, unless it's something you can change. Clothing you picked out, the way your makeup looks today, a hairstyle you did to yourself, etc. So many compliments on your achievements or work, all with a sweet smile across his face.

If it's really bad, he'll paint you gorgeous works in different sizes, that are conveniently perfectly sized to display directly over any mirrors in your apartment.

Whatever you need, he's on it.

He'll be there for you no matter your highs or your lows.

[mechaknight-98]

which Witch (NSFW) FT Arin and some “special guests”

Operator’s Notes: A little something Special for Spooky Day and a pseudo part II to Confusion

When I get home from work I'm surprised to find Arin lying on my couch…nude. She hadn't been home in a few days so seeing her was as sweet as it was arousing.

She turns to me as I open the door before racing to hug me. She closes and locks the door behind me as she snakes her long arms and legs around me. She smiles.

“I have been waiting for you to come home for the past two hours!” she exclaimed

I felt my base urges surging within as my arousal grew. Arin smiles as her hands trace my body and they stop at my crotch. My rational mind becomes foggy so Arin takes the lead as she drags me into the bedroom. I remember a shirt and pants falling but am completely shaken when we stand naked before each other. She smiles at me as my erection stands proud of her. She guides me to the bed where she slinks down to my crotch. She smiles as her Lucious lips wrap around my manhood. She bobs up and down a couple of times before saying. I can’t wait to do all kinds of naughty things with you. She happily gulps down my cock as she moans

“Your dick always feels so good down my throat.” Arin groans in between gulps. I watch as she gags and gulps going just short of fucking face on my cock. Despite her ardor she’s neat in her technique. She goes deep on one deepthroat and moans as my cock rests in her throat.

Arin comes up for Air and aligns her bare pussy with my rod. She cups my face and says “fill me” she slowly sinks on my cock moaning as she takes each inch.

“Fuck I needed this. Next time, im taking you with me on my next modeling gig, and we’re gonna go at it every night.”

I smile and reply, “you’re an insatiable slut,” Arin smiles

“Only because you and your stupid cock made me like this,” as she began to ride me I noticed one of her eyes was a different color. Maybe it was a trick of the light that I quickly forgot about as she brought me in for a kiss. She smiled happily

“You taste sweeter than usual,” Arin purred. I smiled and said

“Well that’s because you’re home with me a night earlier than you said.”

Arin smiled as she rode me.

“Such a sweet talker. I wonder if you taste just as sweet.”

As she spoke she nibbled my earlobe

“Oh you do,” she said giddy. I smile as she rides me some more before her walls begin to tighten.

“Oh fuck!” she moans

“Fucking breed me. Make me your woman. Make me forget I was ever a man! Make my body submit to yours” Arin yells and it unlocks some crazy part of my brain, a savage part. I get up and lay her flat on the bed before grabbing her hips and rutting into her. Her soft tight walls drive me even further into this “fury” I had. Her pussy was mine. Molded to my cock made for me… it was a surreal experience. It felt as though something inside of me had been awakened by Arin. I continue to ravage her until we both cum and then we both pass out with me still buried in her wet snatch.

I wake up the next to moans I don't recognize and something riding me. It was Eunbi, one of Arin’s modeling friends. She smiles as she continues riding me. I freak out and yell,

“How did you get here?” Eunbi looks at me confused as she tilts her head in a way that Arin did.

“Babe you gave me a key remember now get back so we can finish what we started,” Eunbi said. I shook my head.

“No, I gave Arin a key I have no idea how you got one,”

Eunbi pouts as she stares at me then says “Babe you're scaring me.”

I stare back at her unfazed “Stop calling me babe Eunbi.”

“Eunbi?” Eunbi questioned as she got up and then walked knowingly to my bathroom. Her curvy figure is all the more enticing but I'm loyal to Arin. When Eunbi gets to the mirror all I hear is her yell “What the hell?”

She then races out to me and says, “Babe it's me Arin.” but Eunbi is now Arin’s other Modeling friend Jihyo. My brain breaks a little not gonna lie but as I watch her I notice one of her boobs shrinking and her eyes returning to their normal color as she returns back to “Arin” I take a moment to process then say.

“Um okay, this is weird and can't get any more weird.”

There's a knock on the door and Arin who's still naked has me go answer it while she gets some clothes on.

I open the door to see Arin’s mom of all people. A brisk knock still echoed through my apartment. Still half in disbelief over Arin’s appearance-changing episode that morning, I exchanged a look with her—now back in her own body, thankfully—before moving to answer the door.

Standing there was a woman whom I'd grown closer to more recently: Arin’s mother. She looked almost regal, with a composed expression and a slight sparkle in her eyes that felt oddly comforting and unnerving at the same time. The air around her seemed to hum with an energy he couldn’t quite place.

“Hello, Dio,” she said, her voice soft but commanding. “I’m here to see Arin. May I come in?”

I nodded and said, “Sure thing Arin’s mom,” she giggled at the title while she walked in. I stepped aside to let her in. Arin’s mother swept into the apartment, her gaze immediately falling on Arin, who sat curled up on the couch, a blanket around her shoulders as if she was still processing everything. Her mother’s face softened as she took in her daughter’s bewildered expression.

“Mom?” Arin asked, her voice a mixture of relief and confusion. “What’s going on with me? I looked like…like Eunbi this morning! And then Jihyo… Dio’s been freaking out!”

Her mother gave a gentle, understanding smile. “I’m not surprised. You had your awakening last night. This kind of power doesn’t appear out of nowhere; it’s part of your lineage.” She sat beside Arin, her presence grounding.

“My…lineage?” Arin echoed, eyes wide.

Her mother nodded, taking Arin’s hands in hers. “You come from a long line of sorceresses, my love. You’ve always had magic within you, but until your awakening, it was dormant. The transformations do you experience? That’s one of your gifts—an ability to shift appearances. It’s unique to our family, passed down through generations.”

I watched, still trying to absorb the surreal turn of events, but then I remembered how all of this started Arin was originally my roommate and best bro of 3 years. “So…this is normal?”

Arin’s mom laughed softly. “As normal as magic can be. It’s just new to you, Arin. But with practice, you’ll learn to control it, maybe even change into someone intentionally instead of by accident.”

Arin’s shoulders relaxed, a faint smile replacing her worry. “So, I’m… a sorceress?”

Her mother nodded, a look of pride in her eyes. “Yes. And there’s much more to your powers than this, Arin. I’m here to help you understand them and guide you through this new chapter. Dio,” she said, turning to me with a warm, knowing smile, “you’re welcome to learn as well. I have a feeling this journey will be easier with you by her side.”

I felt a spark of excitement mixed with the lingering disbelief. “I wouldn’t miss it.”

Arin’s mother smiled, then turned back to Arin, squeezing her hand gently. “Then let’s begin.”

As Arin’s mother began to speak, the room seemed to dim, as if the air around her absorbed the light, pulling all focus to her words.

“Our family’s magic is old, Arin. It’s woven into our history,” she explained, her voice low and calm. “Transformation is just the start. You’ll eventually learn enchantments, protection spells, and even how to channel energy. But you must understand…these powers aren’t only a gift—they come with responsibilities.”

Arin leaned forward, her eyes wide with curiosity. “Responsibilities?”

Her mother nodded. “Yes. Our family has always had a duty to protect and keep balance. We’re guardians of sorts, hidden in plain sight.” She glanced at me, her gaze warm but serious. “The people around us rarely know our true nature, but this seems like a special case. You'll have to learn to balance both worlds. That’s where your real strength lies.”

Arin swallowed, glancing nervously at me. “I—I mean, I didn’t sign up to be some kind of…magical guardian. What if I can’t handle this?”

Her mother placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “That’s what I’m here for. The power you awakened is part of you now, but you’re not alone. And with time, the transformations will become second nature.”

I sensed Arin was reaching her info dump limit, so I reached out and took her hand. “Hey, we’ll figure this out together. I’ve been freaked out a thousand times in the last day, but…if anyone can handle being a sorceress, it’s you.”

Arin’s mother smiled approvingly at my encouragement. “Good. Because there’s no turning back.” She reached into her bag and pulled out a small, ancient-looking book, bound in dark leather and etched with symbols I couldn’t decipher (probably ancient Korean). “This was passed down from my mother, and her mother before her. It’s a guide to our magic and our family’s role.”

Arin accepted the book, running her fingers over its worn cover. “I had no idea,” she whispered, a mix of awe and determination settling in her eyes.

“Now,” her mother continued, “there’s one more thing I must show you. It’s important that you learn to manage your emotions—your magic is tied to them. If you’re not careful, strong feelings could lead to unintentional transformations…or worse.”

Arin took a deep breath, looking at me mischievously. “I think I need to learn as much as I can. Fast.”

I chuckled giving her hand a comforting squeeze. “I’ll be here every step of the way.”

Her mother rose, nodding approvingly at their resolve. “Then we’ll start with the basics, and I’ll teach you how to control what you feel, Arin. Because magic, without balance, can become a dangerous thing.” I noticed at this point Arin’s mom kept stealing these focused glances at me. I was unsure what they meant.

With that, she began their first lesson, and as Arin held the book in her lap, she felt the weight of both her powers—and her destiny—settle in her hands.

“So the first lesson is emotions drive magic. You unlocked transformations first so let's begin with that. Last night when you were with Dio, what did you feel?” Arin’s mom asked.

“Euphoria, Strength like I could take on the world and win,” Arin answered proudly.

Arin’s mother's smile turned to a knowing frown, “you're leaving something out,” she said curtly.

Arin blushed and looked at me, then said, “Desire. I hadn't seen my man in weeks…so I may have been overzealous in my ardor last night,” Arin looked at me as she emphasized Ardor and overzealous. Arin’s mom noticed.

“He’s changed you hasn't he?” Arin’s mom asked curious.

Arin nodded before saying, “It's just I have always felt so safe with him since we first met both emotionally and more recently physically.”

Arin’s mom laughed and said, “Well that makes sense. Look at him. I can practically feel the reliability radiating off of him, but you only transformed today why.”

Arin sighed as she answered embarrassed, “Dio makes me feel desired as well. When I woke up this morning his hands were wrapped up around me and my head went fuzzy.”Arin’s mom nodded then asked.

“Did you turn into someone you knew?” Arin nodded slowly then said.

“Yeah, my two modeling friends. They are like ridiculously attractive and dangerously feminine.”

“How did you feel?”

“Like a goddess. I felt like a goddess of fertility and femininity,”

Arin’s mom nodded and asked, “Well how do you feel now?”

“Safe” Arin answered. She looked at me again. “Secure “ she added. Arin’s mom smiled and then said

“Okay so here is your first lesson. Try feeling intense emotion today and try to stay you. Because the more you feel like you when you feel intense emotion the easier it will be to change shape. Dio, please help her with that little holding.” I squinted at her comment about “little godling” but couldn't respond because she left right after.

This addition is fantastic! You’ve deepened Arin’s connection with her powers, tying them directly to her feelings for Dio in a way that’s both intimate and revealing. Her mother’s insight, balanced with gentle humor, makes the scene feel like a genuine family moment where magic and love intersect.

Here’s a continuation that builds on the momentum you’ve set up:

After Arin’s mom left, an almost charged silence settled over the room. Arin turned to Dio, her cheeks still flushed from the conversation. “So…‘intense emotion,’” she murmured, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear. “Guess we’re not exactly lacking that.”

I chuckled, scratching the back of my head while her godling comment ate away at me. “Yeah, it’s just…no pressure, right? Just stay ‘yourself’ while feeling like a goddess. Easy.”

Arin rolled her eyes, but her smile softened. “I think it’s less about being a goddess and more about embracing everything that makes me…me. I mean, I transformed into Eunbi and Jihyo because they’re confident, radiant…all things I sometimes wish I could be.”

I squinted and then squeezed her hand, my expression serious. “You don’t have to wish for it. You are all of those things, Arin. And not because of anyone else, either. It’s just you.” He tilted her chin gently to meet his gaze. “You’re already a goddess in my eyes.”

She laughed, the sound both relieved and nervous. “I guess today’s as good a time as any to test that ‘intense emotion’ lesson.” She reached out, linking her fingers through his, her expression becoming thoughtful. “Maybe I’ll start small. Let’s go for a walk. Being out and around people might help.”

We spent the day exploring familiar places, with Arin focusing on grounding herself every time she felt a major shift in her mood. It was harder than she’d expected—her emotions were sharper, more vivid like her awakening had amplified every feeling. Yet I was there beside her, steady and reassuring, helping her stay rooted in herself.

As the sun began to set, they returned to my apartment, and Arin seemed calm, almost radiant with a newfound confidence.

“Think you’re starting to get the hang of it?” I asked, watching her carefully.

Arin nodded. “A little. It’s…strange. It’s like I’m holding myself together, but in a way that’s natural. I feel like…me.”

Then, almost instinctively, she reached out and hugged me tightly. But this time, as her emotions surged—gratitude, love, an intense rush of security—she felt something settle within her. For the first time, her powers didn’t trigger another transformation. Instead, they seemed to blend with her, enhancing her presence without altering her appearance.

I looked at her, awe in my eyes. “I think that’s it, Arin. You didn’t change—you’re completely yourself.”

Arin’s eyes sparkled, a newfound clarity in her expression. “Maybe this magic isn’t about becoming someone else. It’s about becoming more of who I already am.”I smiled again and Arin kissed me I smiled again and Arin kissed me. After breaking this kiss she smiled and said,

“Now that I have gotten my powers under control maybe we should have a little fun godling,” Arin said.

I looked at Arin before raising an eyebrow “Wait so you heard that too.” I asked. Arin nodded and said,

“It was super weird but the last few months have been so I took it in stride.” we both laughed and she went back to kissing me. As we continued I felt her ravenous hunger she pinned me to the couch before saying.

“You didn't let me finish this morning and if it weren't for you being such a loyal good boy to me, I'd have to punish you,” she smiled maliciously. I hated how she could get me unbearably hard with her words and a look.

“Oh someone’s excited.” she coos before taking her top off. As she does I watch as her breasts swell and she takes the form of Eunbi again.

“Im going to fuck you with these big tits until whatever came out yesterday rears its head again. You have never fucked me that hard and now I'm gonna do everything in my power to coax that out of you.” Arin says as she turns into Jihyo.

She aggressively yanks my pants down before wrapping those massive melons around them. She spits and drools in between them as she moves them up and down my shaft.

I watch mentally stupefied as she curls and wraps her tits around me. In Jihyo’s raspy voice and tone, she asks, “Do you like it, babe? Me fucking you with these big tits.” I groan as I feel this itch in the base of my skull I ignore it and stuff it down “Jihyo” stops then says. “Don't fight it let it out fuck me. I can take your worst.”

Something inside me snaps and my mind goes blank. “Oh my little slut wants to be just a cum dump,” I say

“Jihyo” nods and I say, “Turn back to Arin. I want to pound that tight cunt!” “Jihyo nods before I'm met by my smiling girlfriend. I fireman carry her to the bed before pinning her to it. Our eyes lock as I caress her face before resting my hand on her chin. My other hand finds her folds and she is drenched.

“Oh looks like my cumdump is ready,” I say. Arin nods and I ram my cock inside of her. Arin moans.

“Fuck!” she rasps out. I grab her cute little ass. The tender flesh entices me to pound her harder. Arin’s eyes roll into the back of her head.

“How does my cock feel little slut. How does it feel ravaging you taking your mind piece by piece?” I tease. Arin’s pussy locks me in a death grip. I smile before ramming in and out of her. I watch as she squirms uncontrollably. Her form shifts to Eunbi again and I grab one of her large tits.

“Does this make you feel sexy when you become this cow, with massive tits.” Arin’s eyes roll back even further as I degrade her. As Eunbi her tits bounce hypnotically sending me deeper into this abyssal part of myself I can't control.

“God I just wanna fuck you till you're nothing, but my personal toy. My perfect little sex doll.” Arin moans at that as she cums. She squirts violently as her body responds to my touch. I smile then lean and whisper into her ear.

“Turn back so I can breed you properly.” Arin moans as she turns back again. I keep pounding her cunt until I feel a familiar sensation in my balls and I explode again and again in her womb. Arin screams as she cums again around me. I smile while pushing through my own orgasm I pull out to cum over the rest of her. The possessive energy I feel keeps up as I say.

“You're nothing without me. Nothing but a little sex slave for me to fuck and breed to my heart’s content.” Arin moans at the degradation as I paint her body with my seed. I smile as she gets covered then I come down from my high, and reality hits me. I am grossly apologetic for what I said and feel so guilty until Arin says smiling.

It's okay babe. That was so hot.”

[in1-nutshell]

HELLO‼️ I hope you are safe and well with the hurricane and I'm so glad that I'm able to finally send a request so here it is‼️

There's not many rescue bots oneshots and I want to change that, so in Rescue bots theres human skater buddy with their head in the clouds leading them to getting into trouble frequently (like nearly getting hit by a car or just getting into the crossfire of the rescue bots shenanigans) and it's like to a point where the whole when they are out on a mission have to keep a spare eye/optic out for the little human‼️

I hope you'll be able to get to this before it's deleted or whatever, but still, I can't wait to see what you come up with for this concept. Thanks, and have a good day/night‼️

Introducing Danger magnet Buddy! love this concept!

Hope you enjoy!

Human Buddy the skater and a danger magnet

SFW, Platonic, Human Reader

RB

The Burns family had known about Buddy’s little quirks for years.

They were after all good friends with Cody throughout their childhood.

The kid had their head up in the clouds or down with their skates.

Luckily, Cody always seemed to find ways to get them back down to Earth.

Too bad there wasn’t much he could do about their terrible luck with dangerous situations.

They never mean to be in these situations, they just happen when they’re around.

It took a while for the Burns to finally understand it wasn’t their fault.

It was a small island, one was bound to get stuck in the crossfire at some point.

When the Bots arrived, Cody made sure to debrief them a bit about his friend’s tendencies.

Heatwave is convinced that Buddy is doing it for attention.

There is now way someone can be THAT unlucky.

Not even on this island.

Kade and him have little talks about Buddy being a ‘danger magnet.’

Kade: “You think they are doing it for attention?” Heatwave: “Isn’t it obvious? There’s no way they aren’t doing it for any other reason.” Kade chuckles. Kade: “We used to think that too… but after a few years of seeing their little dumb face around, you kinda start believing it.” Heatwave: “What do you mean?” Kade: “There a bit of a danger magnet.” Heatwave: “Why is that a magnet you have!?”

He does start believing the existence of ‘the danger magnet’ after a few missions where Buddy just showed up randomly.

Heatwave hates to see Buddy in the line of fire, especially when they have no control over it.

Always reminds his team to keep an extra optic out for the little skater.

Speaking of skates, Heatwave actually likes seeing Buddy skate around the bunker.

Especially when they show off some of their tricks.

Buddy is a bit oblivious to why Heatwave is so insistent to them staying with Cody on com job.

Chase and Boulder are confused.

Why does Buddy go to these dangerous places?

They aren’t durable enough to be so close to the danger.

Chase has a separate file on all of Buddy’s incidents.

Chief Burns: “Chase? You, okay?” Chase is typing on a data pad. Chase: “I am simply reporting Buddy’s latest incident on today’s rescue. Today they were stuck in the same tree as Mister Pettypaws… I still wonder how they got up there with their skates…” Chief Burns: “Oh, don’t think too hard about that Chase. That’s just how Buddy is.” Chase: “Do they like danger?” Chief Burns: “No, they just have a bad record of being in places at the wrong time.” Chase: “… I can try to clean their record if you allow me access to them.”

Boulder takes a more direct approach and asks Buddy why they keep going towards danger.

Buddy just shrugs and goes back to their skates.

The green mech decides to ask the others about Buddy’s behavior instead.

Boulder: “Is something wrong with them?” Graham: “Nothing’s wrong with them Boulder.” Boulder: “Then how come they always seem to be near our dangerous missions? Even Cody doesn’t do that too often.” Graham: “When you’ve known them as long as we have, you start believing the phrase ‘wrong place and the wrong time.’ We can’t exactly explain it, but the best we can do is look out for them. No one can control what happens outside Boulder.” Boulder: “Hmm… I guess you’re right.” Later… Chase and Boulder look at their creation with pride. Buddy is wrapped head to toe with bubble wrap. Buddy: “How am I gonna skate like this?” Chase: “Sacrifices must be made Buddy.”

The pair find Buddy’s skating to be interesting and a bit relaxing… as long as Buddy has the proper safety equipment on them.

 Buddy doesn’t like the ‘creative’ ways the bots are trying to keep them ‘safe’, but the thought is what counts.

Blades, unlike the others, fully understands the phrase ‘wrong place, wrong time.’

But he also believes an outside force is making Buddy go to these dangerous places.

Already has a bulletin board with the red string trying to figure out what could be making the little skater go to these places.

Blades shows the board to the rest of the bots. Blades: “I’m telling you guys! There’s a connection somewhere!” Heatwave: “… How long have you been working on this?” Blades: “Not important.” Chase: “Blades, is it highly unlikely that something is making Buddy do these things.” Blades: “But if you see what happened last month and 5 months ago—” Boulder: “Blades, when was the last time you recharged?” Blades: “Not important.” Heatwave: “I’m calling Dani.” Blades: "Wait don’t!”

He just doesn’t want Buddy to get hurt by being in places they aren’t supposed to be.

Blades has a separate med kit in his subspace labeled ‘Buddy’s’.

The bot loves Buddy’s skates and has already asked Doc Greene if he could make a pair for him.

Heatwave has tried to stop him from getting these skates too many times to count.

He isn’t known for being the best with balance.

Buddy enjoys Blades making little videos and changing music while they skate around.

[tessenpai]

Kono Oto Tomare! Chapter 138 Scans and Rough TL

Disclaimer: Please DO NOT use this translation to make your own TL of the chapter!! The KOT TL group works very hard to give you the most accurate translation, that does as much justice to the original script as possible. This is a ROUGH translation. That means is faulty and there must be mistakes in certain places. This is just for impatient people like myself to get a grasp on what is going on in the chapter! You can REFERENCE my TL if you want to discuss the chapter but never USE it as it was your own.

Scans: kono oto tomare 138 raw scans

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Takezou[thoughts]: Back then, I couldn't have even imagined...

Side text: We experienced and overcame so many things together...

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Takezou [thoughts]: That this day would come.

Chapter title: #138 Tokise High School Koto Club

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Audience 1: Hey, it's the school of the incident.

Audience 2: It's finally here.

Uzuki: ...

Tsukaji[thoughts]: They're completely in enemy turf here. I already knew that but...

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Tsukaji[thoughts]: Somehow, through their performance they'll-

Audience 3: Hey, I even saw a bit of their performance on TV, but it wasn't all that impressive.

Audience 4: Totally.

Tsukaji: ...

Komaki: Ugh, everyone's just saying whatever they want! I hope they shut them up with their performance--

Tsukaji[thoughts]: To be honest, if it were Satowa's introductory solo like in 'Tenkyuu', it would surely have silenced the audience instantly with just the first note, but...

Tsukaji[thoughts]: 'Harmony' starts with Kurata's solo.

Tsukaji [thoughts]: When I heard it before it lacked confidence

Tsukaji [thoughts]: To put it harshly, it didn't come even close to Tenkyuu's opening.

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Tsukaji [thoughts]: Ahhhh I shouldn't be thinking like this! I don't want to think about it but...

Tsukaji [thoughts]: Ichiei and Meiryou made no compromises when assigning their parts...!

Tsukaji [thoughts]: I understand they wanted to be considerate with Kurata, with him being a 3rd year student and the club president!

Tsukaji [thoughts]: But that kind of kindness...

Tsukaji [thoughts]: At Nationals, it could be your downfall.

Judge Tatsumi [thoughts]: With this atmosphere, they probably won't be able to perform properly. Placing at the top is already unlikely. I just hope it ends without any major issues...

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Announcer: Program Number 13

Announcer: Kanagawa Prefecture. Tokise High School.

Announcer: Composed by Takinami Suzuka: Harmony.

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Announcer: In April of last year, Tokise High School's koto club was in the verge of disbandment, with only one member left in it.

Annoucer: Since then, one unique member after other gathered.

Announcer: Today, there are 9 members and 2 teachers.

Announcer: Altogether, it has now become a club of 11 integrants.

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Announcer: Each one of them is an irreplaceable and important presence.

Announcer: The song we will play today, Harmony

Announcer: Was composed for us from scratch by our club advisor Takinami-sensei.

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Announcer: This sound is our everything.

Announcer: Please, let it reach them.

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Takezou [thoughts]: I was always scared of that very first note that was entrusted to me. Scared of a future where someone might not be there anymore.

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Tsukaji [thoughts]: --It wasn't out of consideration. It wasn't a kindness.

Tsukaji[thoughts]: This is

Tsukaji [thoughts]: Sincere, straightforward and earnest to the very end.

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Tsukaji [thoughts]: That is the sound of Tokise.

Judge Tatsumi: Oh man… if you add too many sounds like this one then-

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Chika [memory]: I wanna join the koto club.

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Judge Tatsumi [thoughts]: Wait...

Judge Tatsumi[thoughts]: Wait a second.

Judge Tatsumi[thoughts]: This is--

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Tsukaji: The second solo...!

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Tsukaji[thoughts]: Don't cry yet!! It's still too soon!!

Tsukaji[thoughts]: We got the 1st years left!!

Tsukaji[thoughts]: Only the upperclassmen have played together up to this point, you don't want to add any unnecessary sounds to-

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Ousuke [thoughts]: He's tapping out the bass rythm...!?

Haru [thoughts]: So- so- so cooool----!!!!

Sentarou [thougthts]: His rythm sense is insane!!!

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Tougo [thoughts]: He's playing Yamada style, same as Kio.

Kio [thoughts]: But the strength of the sound is a bit overpowering-

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Judge Tatsumi: ----... What... is this?

Judge Kurokawa: How...

Judge Agata: Why...

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Judges [thoughts]: ...Is the level of every single member this high.!?

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Kifune-sensei: ...

Audience 2: Hey, I... have no idea about the koto but...

Audience 2: --Could it be that

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Audience: Tokise is... Amazing?

Side text: This is Tokise's sound!

---Kono Oto Tomare! will continue in the next issue!---

[nonbinarypirat]

Chapter 370 Spoilers

The chapter was super cute but also…

He was totally talking about love right? He brought him out to a private area to look at the stars with Iruma, was nervous the entire talking to him, and was like, wow I feel such warm feelings around you. And then Iruma was like, oh that’s just what you feel about friends! Obviously that’s what you are feeling! Like Iruma pls 😭. Iruma is giving major autistic and/or aro vibes. My boy CANNOT tell when someone has feelings for him, my poor baby. Or? Another idea is that he feels such feelings for Clara and Azz and just can’t tell the difference between love and friendly feelings 👀. But anyway, sorry for the friendzone king, but congrats on being the village’s chief.

ALSO!!! This panel pls 😭

We’ve rarely seen Azz cry? I think there’s only been one time we’ve seen him cry and that’s when Clara turns them into kids to get their feelings out. So the fact that we get to see him cry really hits. Azz is always the one that has it together, always trying to make sure he’s in control of himself and his situations. He’s just so competent and in turn, this makes him close himself off to portray this image. But here, in a moment of vulnerability and sadness, he cries. Now, he’s obviously trying not to. Iruma and Clara let themselves bawl while he’s trying to hold himself back. But even still, he can’t help himself. It’s clear he’s going to miss the many-ears and Nova too.

Cry scenes as of this chapter (that I can remember off the top of my head, let me know if there’s more)

Azz (I’m not counting the scenes where he’s awed by Iruma and cries)

The kid scene

Saying goodbye to the many-ears

Clara

Iruma says he’ll play with her

Harvest festival

The kid scene

Saying goodbye to the many-ears

Iruma

Harvest festival

Saving Clara

His birthday party

The kid scene

Kirio almost telling Azz he’s human

Saying goodbye to the many-ears

[velocesainz]

Hey! Can i get a bathrobe, a blouse, a halter top, a romper, a shirt, a sun hat, a pair of gloves, a brooch, and a face mask for percy jackson please?

I'm sorry it's a lot you can skip a few things if you want to.

Maybe the fem!reader and percy are arguing and the reader gets too cocky. The sex starts rough but the reader is insecure about herself so she tries covering herself/is teary eyed and percy sees this. So he praises her and the rough sex transitions into soft sex with some aftercare afterwards? Maybe the reader can be on the bigger side 🥹 (we plus sized girls need representation)

A/n: I used to be a plus sized girl and the struggle for representation is so real. Hope you enjoy!

Spicy Arguments

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Summary: Percy and reader are arguing over petty things when reader decides to irritate Percy which doesn’t end well and when reader feels insecure about herself Percy reminds her how beautiful she is

Pairing: Percy Jackson x fem!reader

Warnings: smuttt, slight angst

Order Receipt:

Bathrobe: You're literally perfect

Blouse: I wish I never met you

Halter top: I will love you till the day I die

Romper: You are going to regret what you just did

Shirt: Your moans are my favourite sound

Gloves: Rough sex

Brooch: Soft sex

Face mask: insecure reader

Reader pov:

Me and Percy were currently arguing about some silly topic. I knew such silly arguments always end up in soft apologetic sex but today I was determined to see a different side of him so I decided to piss him off

“You can’t expect me to always be ok with you hanging out with other guys!” Percy yelled

“Oh? And you hanging out with girls is ok?” I shot back

“It’s not like that y/n! The guys are all literally drooling over you and trying to make you theirs!” Percy reasoned

“I wish I never met you Percy! You’re so possessive and controlling. Maybe I should get together with one of them. Preferably one who doesn’t have all the girls in camp fawning over him and one who doesn’t have a small dick!” I smirked watching his eyes turn dark with rage

“Oh you did not just say that” he said clenching his fists

“And what if I did?” I egged on

“You are going to regret what you just did”

“Let’s see what you got insecure small dick man”

With that he pushed me against the wall roughly and started devouring my lips in a heated kiss

He ripped off my clothes not caring about what I would wear when I left his cabin.

He dragged me to his bed and threw me onto it immediately getting on top of me.

He shed his clothing to reveal his huge dick throbbing and a shade of angry red

“Like what you see darling? Not so small are we now”

With that he shoved his dick deep into my throat making me gag

Not caring about a single thing he continued mouth fucking me a mess covered in my drool and his juices as I sucked him

“Fuck no more- fuck words to say now huh? Dick got your tongue?” He laughed

He switched in my mouth indicating he was close and increased his pace bruising the back of my throat

He shoved his entire length and held me to his abs as he came down my throat

He then made his way to my clit where he roughly inserted himself

We both cried out in intense pleasure and shock

As he fucked me I stared at his god like body and started feeling insecure and being on the bigger side so I tried to cover myself up

Percy noticed and instantly his demeanour softened and he looked at me with loving eyes

“Darling you don’t have to hide yourself from me. You’re perfect”

His hard thrusts turned into soft, deep and loving thrusts and he made sure to praise me at every turn

“Your moans are literally my favourite sound”

“You’re literally perfect”

“You’re like a goddess”

His pace increased slowly as we both approached our highs

In one long and deep thrust we both released and rode out our highs

Percy left the bed and returned from the bathroom carrying me into the room and placing me in a beautiful bubble bath

He shampooed my hair and cleaned and dried my hair off

We both returned to the bed where he held me close and lulled me to sleep

“I will love you till the day I die”

A/n: hello lovelies! Hope you enjoyed this fic. I have a few more Percy Jackson ones lined up so stay tuned. As always leave your feedback Kissies ✨

[murrpa]

my current favorite hc is that Logan developed OCD after he officially gets together with Wade, and no it’s not the germaphobe one, but ROCD (ocd that’s about a relationship)

but Wade didn’t do anything, it’s that something clicked in Logan’s head that suddenly makes him ruminate about their relationship, something along the lines of

“if I don’t make the bed or help him with dinner he’s gonna kick me out” or “if I talk to him in a certain tone of voice he’s gonna break up with me”, “he doesn’t really love me”, “what if I don’t truly love him?”, “what if he still likes Vanessa?”, “what if he’s secretly scared of me?” “what if im not good enough?” and so much more but those are the most common ones.

so he’s performing compulsive behaviors to calm his mind, like cleaning the entire apartment, making sure Vanessa won’t be where ever they are, consistently buying Wade his favorite snacks, putting his favorite shows on tv even if Logan hates them, and haven’t done or said anything mean to Wade, nor disagreed with him, although his thoughts keep coming back with more slam to the point he’s quietly sobs from time to time when no one’s near, his fear of loosing Wade becomes stronger each passing day and his compulsive acts become more and more intense: he spaces out A LOT, picks at his skin, folds Wades clothes with so much care while leaves his own simply in a pile, makes sure he’s as close as he can be to Wade when they’re walking, eating, cuddling etc., he can’t help but think about different ways Wade could be disappointed in him

“if i won’t kiss him 3 times something bad is gonna happen” or “if i won’t fall asleep holding him he’s gonna get out of bed and walk away”, “what if he’s talking to someone behind my back?”

meanwhile Wade was clueless, up until one morning when he wakes up to a whole meal brought into the bed by Logan.

Wade: Oh my fuck, Wolvie! Holy shit, is it my birthday?!

Logan, temporary relieved to see his sleepy smile: Do you want me to bring you breakfast in bed from now on?

He’s ready to hear yes from Wade, but he only laughs.

Wade: Cmon peanut, you’re not my maid, but man, you’ve been cooking for us this whole time, and everything tastes delicious, though I never expected an ex-alcoholic to be such an amazing chef!

Logan tenses up but keeps a smile, watching Wade inhale his breakfast burrito and coffee.

Wade: Speaking of which, I wanted to talk or… rather ask.

His voice is still sleepy and soft, but that sentence drenches Logan in cold sweat as he keeps his cool but the more seconds pass with Wade chewing the more his heart races.

Wade: Is everything okay with you lately? Like you… changed and… not like im upset i just… would like to know what’s going on?

Logan feels his chest pinching and throat tightening.

“should i lie, maybe if I speak up about it that will only push him more towards what im so afraid of?”

He’s silent, his eyes drop to his hands as he’s making a life-or-death decision, but the words spill out themselves.

Logan: You love me, right?

Wade blinked as if he just asked the most stupid question in the universe.

Wade: That’s why… oh, sweetheart…

Wades voice softens even more after he sees Logan tear up.

Wade: Cm’here, baby, tell me what’s bothering you?

And that’s when Logan tells him everything and every thought that went thought his head, explaining it all through more tears, after Wade looks him straight in the eyes with all seriousness, holding Logan’s face.

Wade: I want that to forever be engraved in your mind, I love you Logan, I love you like nobody before, and always will, and so do you, I feel it in your touch, your voice, no matter what you do, we love each other, and that’s how it is, nothing can change that.

Logan’s soul finally breaks out the nasty chains as he kisses Wade so passionately he even forgot what started it

[the-froschamethyst4]

Red Bottom Heels

𖤐Pairing: CEO! Alejandro x Assistant! Reader

𖤐Pronouns: She/Her

𖤐Warnings: smut, language, P in V, eating out, innocent! Reader, dom! Alejandro, Halloween party, secret relationship, cheating, bondage, dirty talk,

𖤐Summary: Going to a Halloween party with CEO Alejandro and he couldn’t keep his hands off his assistant

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"Hey babe, are you ready?" Y/n came into her shared bedroom where her boyfriend was laying on the bed on his phone.

"Ah yeah no, I'm not going."

"Huh? Why not? You said you'd come with me to my company Halloween party, you said you'd come and be Mr. Smith with me," Y/n had asked her boyfriend a few weeks ago, if he would want to come to Y/n's company Halloween party, he said 'yes' but yet here we are.

"Babe, the guys and I are hanging out tonight, I change my mind, I rather go hang out with them then your boring Halloween party that will more likely be rich men talking nonsense and us being out of place, so no, I'm not going."

"It's not boring, you've only been to one other company party of mine and you just think it's boring-fine...I'll go on my own, Mrs. Smith is I guess single tonight," he didn't catch that last part.

"Yeah, yeah whatever," he says, putting his face back into his phone. Y/n scoff grabbing her purse and keys and headed out the door without another word said to her boyfriend.

"Fucking prick," she mumbles when getting into her car.

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When arriving to her company she sees how all out they went for tonight, sticking with the Halloween spirit and decorating for tonight and even had some people at the front handing candy out to the young kids that were brought by their family.

This wasn't going to be boring like her boyfriend said, she walks up the stairs and the glass door opened for her, she walks in and smiles when seeing the amount of people dressed up not one person looked like your typical businessman or woman.

"Y/n, you came!" Her work bestie Hannah came up to her hugging her.

"Hi, yeah, I...almost not came," she says with an awkward giggle.

"Oh no why?"

"My boyfriend said he wanted to come, but when I was getting ready last minute told me he changed his mind."

"Aww no, what was theme," she examines Y/n. "Oh no, wait let me guess, Mr. and Mrs. Smith?"

"Yeah, basic I know, but I couldn't come up with any other movie couples, that weren't...kiddish, I guess."

"I get it, my husband wanted to do Eric and Ariel," Hannah says, walking Y/n to her husband and showing him off.

"Wow, you two look perfect," she says.

"We spent a lot of time on these costumes," her husband says, pulling her close. How Y/n wishes she had a relationship like Hannah and her husband Mark. They kiss while Hannah smiles up at him.

"Oh, I heard the boss is in...maybe go see him?"

"Yeah...I will," Y/n smiles at Hannah and walks off. Alejandro was a good boss always listening to his employees on issues within his company and made sure everyone was comfortable but still worked hard.

She looks up seeing Alejandro at the top with his back on the railing as he seemed like he was discussing business, but he turns when seeing Y/n looking up at him, he smiles and dismisses himself.

He comes downstairs, holding a smile to his face and walks to Y/n.

"How's my assistant?" He says with a smile.

"I'm okay," she says, slightly bumping his hip as they walked together.

"Let me guess...Mrs. Smith?"

"Guess, I'm that basic, huh?"

"I mean, I would have guessed Mafia Don Wife but umm~ where's Mr. Smith or your "Mafia Husband"?" He chuckles.

"He decided not to come last minute," she says with a smile.

"Well. I guess tonight, I can be your Mr. Smith."

"Won't that be a bit...inappropriate?"

"It's my company, mi amor..." he whispers close to her ear. "They'll have to answer to me," he smirks. "Come, let's get a drink," he says, placing his hand on her waist and moves her towards the bar.

"What can I get ya?" The bartender asked.

"Whiskey and coke, you?" Alejandro looks down at Y/n.

"Screwdriver."

"My tap," Alejandro slides his black card.

"Of course, sir."

"So, were you discussing business, earlier with Mr. Wilson and Mr. Hudson?"

"I was, expect some checks Monday morning," he chuckles.

"Oh great," she says with a playful smile.

"Here you go," the bartender gave the drinks to Alejandro and Y/n who both thanked the bartender.

"So, what did your shitty boyfriend say this time?" Alejandro and Y/n went over to the sofas sitting down next to each other, their drinks on the coffee table in front of them.

"Well...I had asked him like...3-4 weeks ago if he wanted to come to the party and have fun, he first told me yes and that he was down to come, but when I was getting ready and I had asked if he was ready, he told me last minute he changed his mind and would rather go hang out with his friends then me," she says.

"What a prick."

"That's what I said-well at least when I got into the car and didn't hear me, but at least when I came, you matched me, so I don't feel left out," she smiles at Alejandro.

"I'm glad I went like this," he says, unbuttoning his blazer as he leaned back on the couch, his arms going behind the couch cushions.

“Did you have a back up outfit?”

“Yeah, I was gonna be that new Spider-Man, umm~ Miguel O’Hara I have the suit and everything.”

“Wow,” she only giggles. “I feel like that would have been interesting to see,” she says.

“Oh yeah?” He chuckles.

“I mean, seeing my boss in a…tight body suit,” she somewhat teased.

“Oh so you wouldn’t have mind it?”

“I guess not,” she says with a smile and leans on Alejandro’s knee.

"Y/N COME TAKE A SHOT WITH US, SAME WITH YOU BOSS!!" A co-worker of Y/n's, Andrew yelled for both of them. Y/n smiles getting off the couch and Alejandro followed behind her, they were being poured out some vodka with some of the finance, marketing departments and a few of Alejandro's manager's.

They all held up their tiny glasses cheering, some hitting the end of their bottle on the table and brought it to their mouths and heads go back.

"WOAH!"

"Shit!"

"Goddamn."

"Haven't had vodka in a while."

"Jesus." Alejandro says, he looks down at Y/n who smiles trying to hold back a disgusted look on her face.

The rest of the night Y/n and Alejandro stayed close together talking with one another, Alejandro would start getting handsy with Y/n, his hands falling on her waist every once and a while, then one landing on her thigh by 'accident'.

Like leaning forward to grab his drink, his rough calloused hand would land on her thigh or knee.

His hand touching her fingers just barely to where you can't even feel it to 'accidently' landing on her fingers just to touch her soft hands.

Y/n had left the couch to go use the bathroom, Alejandro leans back on the couch and arms on the back of the cushions.

"You've been close with Miss Y/n." Andrew hoped over the couch and sat where Y/n would have been.

"So? We're boss and assistant we're going to be talking a lot."

"Hmm~ not really," Andrew says. "Thought her boyfriend was coming?"

"Changed his mind last minute," he says.

"Huh-uh," Andrew says. "You're so touchy with her," he jokes.

"Am I?" Alejandro questions, knowing Andrew was right but was not going to give the satisfaction that Andrew was right.

"Just fuck her already, man, you've been up her ass all night, and then when you two work together you two already act like a married couple. Complimenting each other, you lean over her when she writes, she touches your arm just see what you're doing. I'm surprise you two aren't together," he says.

"Because she has a boyfriend and is highly inappropriate if her and I were to even be together," Alejandro rolls his eyes.

"Yeah okay, 'highly inappropriate' my ass...just do it already."

"Do what already?" Y/n comes back sitting on the other side of Alejandro since Andrew was in her spot.

"Nothing," Andrew says, getting up and looking at Alejandro.

"What's up with him?" Y/n asks.

"Don't know-hey you wanna come with me real quick?"

"For what?" She chuckles a bit nervous.

"You'll see," Alejandro put his hand out and Y/n took it.

They had walked the halls of the company, Alejandro had pulled Y/n into an empty meeting room, closing the door and locking it, pulling down all the blinds into the meeting room.

"Alejandro?" She questions, he walks over to her, she backs up till her bottom hit the meeting table, her hands placed on the table to keep herself up. "H-Hey now, what are you doing?" She stutters placing her hand out and placing it on his chest.

His hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her up off the table.

"When's the last time you and that...prick of a boyfriend even have sex?" He asked, bluntly.

"Sir, I think you had too much to drink, t-this is inappropriate," she says.

"It's not...I'm just curious is all," he teased, his hands gliding down her waist and his right hand stopped at the slit on her left side. "That's a high slit, mi amor," he says.

"It's the only black dress I had," she says.

"It's sexy on you," he coos.

"I-I was just-"

"I don't really care for your excuses anymore, amor," he leans down his lips inches away from his, he was looking down at her almost like permission to kiss her lips. She hesitates but does think about that question he asked earlier.

"We haven't done it...close to a...year." She confesses.

"A year?! What about...touching yourself?" He asks, his hands gliding back up to her waist.

"...A few days ago," she confesses again.

Alejandro picks her up and places her back on the table, he stood between her legs and looks down at her, cupping her face and running his thumb over her lips.

They feel so soft..." he smears a bit of her red lipstick, he smirks when he did that. "And now...I'm going to ruin you, make that boyfriend of yours wish he had you pinned down on this table fucking you," he says.

Taking her lips on his, being a bit rough with her, his hands left her body and starts removing his blazer and loosening his tie. Grabbing her wrists and tying them with his tie.

He pulls the bottom of her skirt and sees her black lace thong. He bites his lip moving down to his knees and starts pulling the thong off her, her feet rested on his shoulders and he licks his lips and pulled at her already wet folds.

He starts kissing her inner thighs letting out a breathy moan. Her head hits the table as she moans.

"Fuck," she moans. His tongue thrusted in and out of her, making wet slurping sounds, his tongue moving back and forth, he hums when tasting her.

"You taste sweet." He says almost with a confused face.

"I-I heard a r-rumor that...p-pine-apple! AH! J-Juice makes...makes your-"

"I know, amor...try not to talk so much," he says as he keeps licking her up. She looks down at him who seemed to be enjoying when his nose just barely touches her bud.

"A-Alejandro, I-I'm going to-"

"Do it, amor," he begs.

She puts her head back and feels herself tightening, she releases her juices and Alejandro licked her up clean from all of her slightly cloudy liquid.

Alejandro then towers over her, his hands trapping her on table, as his left hand starts messing with his belt, Y/n's hands that were still tied together they tried to help unbuckle his belt. He then unbuttons his pants and pulls out his harden cock.

He gives himself a few pumps and looks down at her almost like he was asking if she was okay with this? She nods and he slowly pushes into her, her head goes back once again hitting the wooden table.

"F-Fuck," she moans out.

"I bet...he doesn't do...a good job...like me." He says, through a couple of thrusts.

Alejandro looks down at her face and sees the pleasure written all over her beautiful face. As he kept thrusting at the same pace, the sound of buzzing caught their attention, it was Y/n's phone. Her purse was on the table and she phone had slightly fallen out of her purse.

She saw it was her boyfriend calling, his name and the photo she used for him, she could tell.

"Matt?" He says. "So that's his name."

"Ale- no," she moans, he reaches over she tries to snatch her phone before he could but her tied hands were then snatched away from her phone and he looks at it. He answers the phone.

"Hello~" He teased.

"Who the fuck is this?" Y/n could hear Matt's voice.

"Oh I'm Y/n's boss. She left her phone and her purse sitting on the...table," he looks down at her, his hand now moving her her mouth to contain her moans. Her eyes would roll back loving the feeling of his tip just hitting the right spots.

"Is she...still there? I want her to go to the store and pick me up some beers..."

"No..." he lied. "She left hours ago," he lied again.

The sound of skin clapping filled the room as Matt was still talking to Alejandro like nothing was happening or how it felt like them two were long time best friends, Y/n felt annoyed that Alejandro was talking to Matt.

Her hands clawed at his hand that was over her mouth indicating for him to get off the phone. He smirks.

"Well, I have a party to get back to," he says, hanging up with no farther words. "He sure is prick...telling you to pick up beers after you leave-it's not...even safe for a woman like you to even be out at...night," he says, leaning down and kissed her lips.

"AH!" She moans when feeling herself close to coming, the same with Alejandro.

He put his head back and moaned before feeling his thrusts become sloppy, and he sees cum leak from her lower half and then some more slip out from her indicating she had came as well.

"Ah fuck me," Alejandro curses. He pulls out watching cum leak from her and spill onto the floor of the meeting room.

Alejandro walks to grab some sort of napkin and wipe her clean and tried his best to clean up the cum off the hard wood flooring.

"Y/n."

"Hm?"

"Why don't you come home with me tonight? Tell that boyfriend of yours you slept over at Hannah's house." He smirks.

"You're a bad influence." She tells him.

"Only for you," he teased, untying her hands and picking her up.

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Alejandro's Penthouse

Alejandro had Y/n on her stomach, ass up and her fingers gripping the silk bedsheets, her hair being pulled back by Alejandro's hands, skin clapping, and Alejandro's dirty words filled the bedroom.

"Fuck you feel so tight." He mumbles.

Leaving the party was kind of hard to do. Alejandro had to leave his own party because he was tired and told everyone else to keep having fun, Y/n had to excuse herself because of Matt growing a temper tantrum at the apartment, but once they were both out, Y/n had met Alejandro at his Audi and he drove them both to his penthouse, one of the many places he owns.

"Fuck fuck," Alejandro curses while Y/n just moans feeling herself about to cum for the second time tonight. She smiles when feels hot sticky cum leak inside of her. Once he pulls out cum leaks from her clit.

Alejandro looms over her and takes her lips on his, smiling and smirking when it became a hot and heavy make out session. The room was hot and sticky with their sweat and the hot sexual tension between them two.

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The next morning felt like a normal day to the both of them, Alejandro didn't kick Y/n out so early, he actually cuddled up to her kissing behind her ear, smiling when she wakes up just for them to talk all morning. Once it was afternoon, Y/n had let it be known she had to leave or else, she thinks Matt will get suspicious on why she not home right now.

Once home Y/n had 'talked' with Matt. More like Matt played video games unaware that Y/n was honestly even home, while Y/n talked about her late night, skipping the parts where Alejandro had taken her home and...fucked her.

"Matt...are you even listening?"

"Huh? Oh hey your home," he says, facing his game.

"Fucking prick," she says, walking away from him, she carried a smile on her face with the thought of Alejandro on her mind.

[tgmsunmontue]

Season to Taste - 25/? WIP

Explicit Hangster - Celebrity Chef Bradley and Naval Aviator Jake Seresin who have a relationship spanning the globe before they realize how tightly bound they are to one another. Heading into this little world.

PROLOGUE/ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE SIX SEVEN EIGHT NINE TEN ELEVEN TWELVE THIRTEEN FORTEEN FIFTEEN SIXTEEN SEVENTEEN EIGHTEEN NINETEEN TWENTY TWENTYONE TWENTYTWO TWENTYTHREE TWENTYFOUR

CHAPTER TWENTYFIVE

                “Customer service is important, but the customer can be a difficult person.”

                “The customer is always right, right?”

                “No. Sometimes they are very wrong. And rude. However you need to temper your own reactions. Sometimes they are assholes, but sometimes they are just having a bad day. Something small may be the last thing that just tips them over, and sometimes you will wear the brunt of that. And sometimes you will be the one experiencing that one little thing that sets you off…”

                “Is this about me losing my temper yesterday?”

                “Maybe,” Leandro pauses, reaches out and pulls Bradley into a hug. “I think I am sometimes too hard on you. We can make our food perfect, but we cannot be perfect ourselves. And expecting others to be perfect will always leave you disappointed.”

                “But what about when they fuck things up?”

                “Do you think they do it with malice in their hearts? On purpose to annoy you or make you look bad?”

                “No…”

                “Then give them a little grace. A little. We can make mistakes. We are human. When it happens over and over, well, then you can maybe find a better solution hmm?”

                “Yeah. Okay.”

…            …            …

                “So I asked him to order thirty bags, and instead he ordered thirty pounds.”

                “What are you going to do with thirty pounds of spinach?” Jake doesn’t know what he’d do with any spinach, isn’t sure he even eats or likes spinach. If he eats it, it’s probably hidden in other things if his sisters are cooking. Leo can also probably make it taste good.

                “Well, I'm making a green risotto, and also making a spinach and ricotta filling... Just, it’s just over twice as much spinach what we usually get delivered. It just kept fucking coming…”

                “This is kind of funny.”

                “Fucking annoying and potentially wasteful, if I hadn't caught it in time.”

                “Noone died. You need to lighten up a little. Can you return it?”

                “Uh…”

                “You didn’t even think about ringing and asking did you?”

                “Fuck.”

                “Oh babe, simplest solution…” Jake says, and he knows the others are making kissy-faces at him, because privacy is hard to come by on a carrier, but he can’t find it anywhere in him to care. So what, he’s soft for his boyfriend. He’s still the best in the air where it matters most to them, and Leo deserves the best, and if he likes Jake being soft then he’ll be the damned softest.

…            …            …

                Bradley feels like a cold hand is digging fingers tight into his heart, long after he and Jake have ended their short call.

                Noone died.

                Jake’s words, said in a joking manner. And no one will die in his kitchen, barring freak explosions. But Jake... Jake's job is far more dangerous. He closes his eyes and forces himself to not borrow trouble. Not over something he has zero control over. There are plenty of people he could ring and talk to, of course there are, about the hazards of being a naval aviator. He knows better than most just how dangerous the job can be. None of the people he could talk to care for Jake like he does, but there are some… He picks up his phone again and presses call.

                “Hello?”

                “Hey Maria…”

                “Bradley. Hi. This is… uh. Unexpected.”

                “Yeah. Sorry. Just uh, nothing’s wrong, I just… wanted to talk to someone else who was maybe worried about him as well.”

                “Oh… shit. Yeah. Your first deployment huh? I wish I could say it gets easier but it sucks and we all hate it. And he’s been out of the nest since he finished high school, so it’s not like we’re used to him being around but…”

                “You really miss his presence when it’s not there huh?”

                “You got it. He’s a pretty big personality when he wants to be.”

                “Yeah.”

                “So… Is it the distance or the danger?”

                “The danger. Uh. I was just wondering how you cope. When he's away doing his pilot shit?”

                “Well, we've been assured he's damn good at that pilot shit you so eloquently called it. He loves flying. What I try and take comfort in, is that the US Navy has spent a lot of money and time training him. And all the naval aviators. It's in their best interests to keep them as safe as possible while they do their jobs... Do you know much about the Navy?”

                Bradley laughs humorlessly.

                “Yeah. A bit.”

                “What does that mean?”

                “My dad was a naval aviator. He died in a training exercise.”

                “Oh. Oh shit. Jake didn’t mention that.”

                “No. It doesn’t exactly make for nice dinner time conversation.”

                “Are you okay with him being a Naval aviator?”

                “Of course. He loves it. Wish the distance wasn’t a thing of course, but it’s fine.”

                “Very pragmatic of you.”

                “I’d rather have the little bits of him that I can than none at all.”

                “Wow. That’s sweet. You’re sweet.”

                “Mostly,” Bradley says with a grin. “Anyway, I have something else I need to bring up. Vi will come and do the actual business talk, but apparently everyone thinks the sauce I made could do well commercially, but I don’t really want to put my name on it. It’s Jake’s sauce…”

                “If everyone could hear you now they would never believe the foul-mouthed and hot-tempered chef Bradley Bradshaw was so smitten with a guy he made him an entire range of ketchups…”

                “Yeah well, it was hurting to watch him put fucking store bought shit on stuff. At least now there’s more nutritional value at least.”

                “If you start making ketchup commercially don’t you think he might get a clue that you’re, I don’t know, more famous that you let on?”

                “He’s seen me on your recipe books. You’re right about him being kind of oblivious about the whole thing.”

                “Yes, well. He won’t care, when he does realize.”

                “Yeah, I think you’re right. He won’t. It’s good, because I’ve got something else which is probably more important to him…”

                “What do you mean?”

                “Well, my dad was a naval aviator and I’ve got a few family friends who are still active. Some of them are quite high up. I think Jake will care more about those than he will about me being famous.”

                “Yes. You are definitely right there. Like… high up family friends?”

                “Like the highest ranking admiral on his current carrier. I asked him to deliver Jake a care package a couple of weeks ago. Jake just mentioned it in passing, no big deal…”

                “Uh…”

                “What?”

                “Oh, he’ll wait until he sees you in person to say something. However, he’ll also have plenty of time to cool down if he was angry about it.”

                “I don’t think he was angry. More curious. It’s not like it’s my actual dad or anything…”

                “Just family friends willing to do you favors. Right.”

                “I’m little orphan Annie. They feel sorry for me.”

                “Hmm. I think you just put on the charm.”

                “Wow Maria, I’m hurt…”

                “Okay, now I see why you and Jake make a good match. I look forward to talking to Vi.”

                “Thanks for the chat…”

                “Anytime Bradley. I mean it.”

…            …            …

                “What are we doing in here?”

                “Well, I know what I’m doing. You just followed me in here like a lost puppy…”

                “Well, I am cute. You didn’t answer my question though.”

                “I’m browsing…”

                “In a culinary store?”

                “Yeah, I want to send Leo something…” Jake says, looking at the different versions of chef whites, and he knows Leo muttered about boring uniform whites, but these are black and have brightly colored fabric on the cuffs and chest piece, and oh… there’s one that’s fucking perfect. He grabs it off the rack and eyes it up, pretty sure it’s the right size, grin wide and he ignores the skeptical eyebrow that Phoenix has raised, clearly unimpressed with his choice.

                “He’s got a giant, uh…” Jake blinks, frowns, his brain not able to come up with the word he’s looking for. “Cock-“

                “I don’t need to know that!”

                “No! Well… no!”

                “La la la la la, I’m not listening!”

                Jake rolls his eyes and pulls her hands away from her ears.

                “What’s another word for male chicken, or cockerel?”

                “Oh,” she lets her hands drop. "You mean rooster?”

                “That’s it! He has a giant rooster tattoo on his leg, and his last name means rooster in Italian…”

                “Oh… okay. Then that’s kind of sweet. Maybe you’re not such a bad catch after all Hangman…”

                “Too late for you to have that realization Phoenix, I am well and truly taken.”

[justevelynnnn]

Halloween🎃

A/N: Quick drabble cause halloween😭 i had nothing big planned tbh. Also barely proofread as of rn i got too much school stuff to worry abt to proofread good or make that masterlist 💀 so sorry guys but anyways Happy Halloween!

Summary: The crews first halloween together!

Warnings: Cussing and Logan stabs Wade once

- Logan never really celebrated halloween. I mean this guy saw the holiday become what it is now. But he never went trick or treating and even as he got older he’s always had other things to worry about.

- Wade was the same (the never celebrating halloween thing not being old enough to see Halloween come to america)

- Both of them had tough childhoods.

- Wade went to a few halloween parties and dressed up but his heart was never fully in it (other than that year he had with Vanessa..)

- This year instead of it being just him and althea now he has her, Logan, mary puppins AND laura.

- He felt…more excited? This year?

- He really wanted to show Logan around his universe and celebrate all these holidays with him. And even though Laura was older she actually wanted to go trick or treating still just to experience it.

- “Peanut, you have to step up and at least take her to a few houses!” Wade said to Logan at dinner.

- “She ain’t my daughter or responsibility, bub. Ion gotta do shit.” Logan snapped as he took a swig of his beer. “Plus, ain’t she a bit too old for that shit anyways? We can buy her candy at the damn store.”

- “Logan…we have an opportunity here to change her life! Give her a good memory just once!”

- “Fuck off.” Logan looked away.

- Wade thought a moment. “Okay…if you take her to..” he thinks for a second, “Take her to 5 houses and i won’t talk for a whole day!”

- Logan looked at Wade but didn’t move his head.

- “Okay. 5 days.”

-“Deal.”

- “Wanna shake on it?” Wade stretched out his hand but Logan declined.

- “I knew you were scratching your balls under the table, Wade”

- “Oh.”

- Wade helps Laura pick a costume and left Al to decorate and Logan to watch her decorate.

- “That’s upside down yknow.” Logan said looking at the Halloween poster on the wall.

- “No. I don’t know. How could i know? You’re just as dumb as that idiot.” Al joked as she turned the poster right side up.

- Logan just shook his head and looked out the window. Kids were already walking around with parents and going around. Wade said he might be late getting back and to just “hand out the candy to the kiddies, peanut.”

- He grumbled. No one showed up yet.

- Deep down he felt a twinge of sadness over not getting to experience this. It was very small. He actually liked halloween as time went on because it was the one night mutants could be mutants and not get judged…

- The door bell rings which snaps him from looking out the window. Al yells at him to get the door. It was probably Wade and Laura finally.

- It was not.

- “Trick or treat!!”

- A small ghost and a slightly taller Princess hold up semi filled pumpkin buckets. The princess smiles widely the ghost of course was emotionless.

- “Hey…there….” Logan said quietly. He was not good with damn kids. No no no. Nope. He almost closed the door and said fuck it but the princess started to look confused.

- “Hey, mister where’s our candy?”

- “Right….” Logan gets some candy and pours it into the kids pumpkins. “Okay…..run along now.”

- The kids run off giggle to the next door across the hall from the apartment. Logan sighed and closed the door.

- Another kid came alone a few minutes later. They were dressed up as sabertooth and for some reason this scared logan enough to accidentally draw his claws.

- “Shit- Sorry kid. Didn’t mean to-“ Logan rubbed his hand where the claws came out and but the kid to his surprise wasn’t scared…he didn’t run off to tell anyone he found a mutant…

- “Are those…real?” The kid asked point at his hand.

-“Oh…no..it’s my..costume. Yeah. Yeah, i’m that wolverine guy..” Logan lied.

- The kid beamed. “Wow! That’s awesome!”

- “Thanks kid. Y’want come candy?” Logan picked out he bowl but the kid shook his head.

- “That was way cooler than candy…can i see it again? Can you do it again? Pleaseeee?”

- Logan slowly drew out his claws as the kid looked shocked. “Wow wow wow! They look so real! You’re cool! Can i touch one?”

- Logan let him and told him to be careful.

- The kid started to leave and Logan waved him goodbye. Maybe kids aren’t so bad after all…

- Right when the kid left Wade and Laura came around the corner.

- “See you’re great with kids!” Wade said as he slow clapped.

- “Whatever..” Logan brushed it off, just this once. He was in a good mood right now..

- Logan complimented Lauras costume and let her lead the way as she was actually excited for once. She smiled up at him as they walked the neighborhood and went to definitely more than 5 houses. She talked about the other Logan and how she missed him and how grateful she was for him to take her to do this.

- “No problem, kid.” Logan just said. “Ready to head back?”

- Laura’s pillowcase was full now and also heavy so Logan had it. It was so full you couldn’t even close it anymore.

- She nodded as they walked back home.

- Wade wanted to join but he decided to stay back and let Logan and Laura have their time.

- Also he had to take over handing out candy duty since Al kept dropping candy in the floor, missing kids buckets and pillow cases.

- Halloween music played now and orange and black balloons filled the apartment along with a couple of random Halloween themed decor. Wade finished decorating for Al also because a lot of stuff was in the wrong spot.

- “Al way did you put the front door mat by the bathtub?? And what-? Why is the string of orange lights covering the couch and not the wall? And..why is Mary puppins not in her wolverine costume???”

- When Logan and Laura got back laughing Wade smiled. “Looks like you two had fun!”

- “Yeah, and we went to more than 5 houses too so now you have to shut up for 100 days.” Logan joked.

- “Yeah, so that was not part of the deal…”

- “Too bad. Shutting up time starts now.”

- Laura laughed and handled Wade his favorite candy. “It’s okay..take this. I’ll convince him to shorten you sentence.”

- Wade just nodded sadly and ate the candy.

- As the night came to an end, the family decided to watch a couple of scary movies and share Laura’s candy. Laura got scared for a moment when she saw Mary puppins secretly got into some of the Hersey pile but Wade soon reminded her, “She’s a deadpool remember? She’ll be fine…”

- “Oh right..”

- Logan quickly stabbed him with one claw barking, “Hey! No talking remember?!”

- Wade mouthed, “Geez..” And rubbed where he got stabbed but said nothing else.

- The night ended with Logan passed out drunk(he’d forget the deal he and Wade made by morning for sure), Wade falling asleep next to him, Al going to her room after the first movie ended, Laura falling asleep at the end of the couch on Logan’s other shoulder, and Dogpool sleeping in a pile of chocolate candy wrappers…