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bingbongsupremacy · 6 months ago

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Strangers

Accidentally posted this one first. Oh Well. I'm working on Notice Me.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: Steve from school is completely different than Steve in the back of his car at 12 in the morning. Why is it that he only talks to you when he wants something from you?

Warnings: asshole!steve, cursing, idk if there's anything else.

I tried to make this as non-specific as possible. If I happened to specify anything, please let me know and I'll fix it.

*Not Proof Read*

Based on Strangers by Kenya Grace.

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" I like being here with you. " Steve's voice is soft. He gently brushes a strand of my hair out of my face, his eyes staring into mine.

I smile at him. " I like being here with you too. "

His eyes shimmer in the glimmering moonlight. His lips curl into a smile, his teeth barely peeking through.

We don't say anything else. Instead we both stare up at the sky, enjoying each other's presence.

The air is cold but I don't mind. Steve's close body helps to keep me warm. It's moments like these I love. The world feels so safe and peaceful. No stress. No anxiety. Just us and the stars.

Steve gently draws circles onto the back of my hand. His touch is faint and tender but it leaves a patch of heat behind its path. He has that effect.

I wonder what he's thinking. When he looks at me, what does he see?

" I should get you home. Don't want you to break curfew. " Steve breaks the silence. He gently pulls my hand up to his lips before leaving a soft brief kiss on my knuckles. It's so light I can hardly tell he touched me.

Steve stands up but doesn't let go of my hand. Immediately, I miss his warmth and the smell of wood mixed with aftershave that always follows him.

Steve helps me stand up before finally letting go of my hand to pick up the blanket we were on. We make our way back to Steve's car, listening to the faint cricket noises as we step off of the field we're on.

When we get into his car Steve asks me about my day. He always checks in about my day on our way back to my house. It's sweet.

The night is over before I'd like it to be. Soon Steve is pulling onto my street and eventually stopping at the curb by my house.

It's about right now when I begin to wish the trip to my house was longer.

" Here we are. " Steve says while looking over at me. " I'll see you tomorrow? " His eyes are hopeful.

I smile. " Of course. Bye Stevie. " I open my door.

" Wait. " Steve calls, gently grabbing my arm. His other hand gently cups my cheek and brings me towards him. His eyes flicker down to my lips before making their way back up to my eyes. His breath is warm on my skin, the faint smell of peppermint lingering on his breath. He slowly leans down and his warm, soft lips meet mine.

His kiss sends shivers down my spine. Warm butterflies erupt in my stomach. I gently run my hand through Steve's already slightly messed up hair.

His lips feel desperate and hungry. His hand slides around to the back of my neck as he gently cups my head.

I want to stay like this forever.

Unfortunately, we can't. We both break away, breathless and flushed.

The cold air from my open door floods my heated skin.

A small smile breaks onto Steve's face. " Goodnight, baby. "

" Goodnight. "

Steve watches as I make my way into my house, ensuring I get inside safely. I lean against the closed front door with my ear against it. The sound of Steve's car fades away, muffled by the wood.

Until tomorrow.

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" Eddie stop scaring children. " I roll my eyes at the older boy who's mid lunge at a group of freshman.

His hands are up high, fingers spread out to look like claws. His lips are twisted into an exaggerated grin.

One of the underclassmen let's out a started yelp before dodging behind their friends. The group of freshmen moves away from us, curses and middle fingers flying towards Eddie who returns the gesture.

Eddie let's out a loud laugh as he rushes to catch up with me. " Somebody's gotta humble those fuckers. "

We stop at my locker. " What'd they even do? " I ask while spinning my combo into the lock.

Eddie leans against one of the lockers near mine. " They made fun of the club's shirt design. " He gestures to his chest where the design is currently located. " Dustin spent hours making this. That little shrimp put his heart and soul into this thing. How dare they shit on it. " Eddie's words are frustrated.

" I'm sorry, Ed. " I sigh sympathetically while setting my stuff inside my locker.

" I'm just hoping Dustin doesn't catch wind of what they're saying. " Eddie replies honestly. He crosses his arms over his chest, his eyes wandering to the boy who's chatting with his friends at the end of the hall. " Little dude's already having a tough enough time dealing with the outrageous amounts of homework they're piling on him, he doesn't need to be worrying about making a new design too. "

I've always admired how protective Eddie is over his friends, especially Dustin who he treats like a brother. He will always stand up for them, no matter how stupid it makes him look.

" There's Tweedledee and Tweedledumbass. " Eddie nods to someone behind me.

I look over to see Steve walking down the hall with his group of friends surrounding him. His laugh sends butterflies soaring around my stomach.

Tommy sticks his leg out partially, causing a passing boy to trip and nearly drop his books. This sends Tommy and Carol into a bout of laughter.

" What an ass. " Eddie mutters. " Carol and Steve are no better. "

" Eddie. " I sigh, a frown forming on my lips.

" What? They just stand there and let him do shit like that. They're bullies, just like him. They're shallow jerks who don't have enough brain cells to realize that other people in the world exist and not everything revolves around them. I mean, have you ever seen either of them stop Tommy or help someone he's fucked with? "

He has a point. While Steve might not be engaging in the bullying, he definitely doesn't do anything to stop it.

But he's not a horrible person. The Steve I know, the Steve who's with me almost every night, is kind and gentle. He's caring and smart. He's different.

" He's just complicated. " I defend the boy.

" Why are you defending him so much? " Eddie asks, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

Steve and his friends pass by and I manage to catch his eye. I send him a small smile.

Steve sends me a small nod, quickly returning to his conversation with Tommy.

I've given up on saying hello to him in the halls. The last time I tried he gave me a forced awkward smile and Tommy wouldn't stop questioning him on why he was talking to me.

It's just easier to not say anything and smile. He knows I'm saying hi.

" Fuck no. " Eddie blurts. " You're with him again. "

I turn my attention back to Eddie. " Ed-"

" What the fuck? He treats you like shit! Why the fuck would you get back together with Steve Harrington? " Eddie hisses. He's never been the biggest fan of Steve. Actually, he's one of his biggest haters. When he accidentally found out Steve and I were hanging out, he lectured me for an hour on why I shouldn't date someone like Steve.

Like I said, he's protective over his friends.

I slap a hand over Eddie's mouth, looking around the make sure no one's paying attention. " Shut the fuck up, Eddie! Someone could hear you! " I let go of his face and drag him towards one of the empty classrooms. I close the door behind us.

" What the fuck are you thinking? Steve of all people? "

Anger bubbles in my chest. He thinks he knows Steve. He doesn't. Steve isn't as bad as he thinks. " You don't know him like I do, Eddie! Stop pretending you to! He's sweet and kind and he gives a shit about me. "

Eddie scoffs. " He's trying to get in your pants. Why else would he be forcing you to keep your shit a secret? Really, think about it. Have you two ever actually gone out together? Have you been seen together? " Eddie's eyes are narrow with anger. " He is using you and you refuse to see it. He barely even acknowledges you in the halls. "

" I'm a big girl, Eddie. Look, I appreciate your concern but I am going to do what I want to do. This is my life and I know what I'm doing. I don't need you to protect me from this. "

Hurt flashes across Eddie's features. " You know what, fine. " He walks towards the door and grabs the handle. " I know deep down you know he's using you and you're just too afraid to admit it. Do what you want but don't say I didn't warn you when he breaks your heart. " With that Eddie leaves, not bothering to shut the door behind him. I watch as he disappears in the crowd of students.

A sinking feeling fills my stomach. Deep down I know he's right.

But if I admit that, then I have to end things with Steve and I don't know if I'm ready to do that.

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Steve has never taken me on a date in public. It's always a late night picnic in the park or a pool date at his house.

It didn't use go bug me. I was just happy to be with him. Happy to get to know the real Steve.

But ever since my conversation with Eddie a few days ago I've started to notice the things he pointed out.

Eddie's still mad at me. He's back to talking to me but it's superficial and short. Not like how it used to be.

The ride back to my house is quiet and honestly I'm thankful for that. I need to think.

Why does Steve only want to hang out after dark. Is he embarrassed of me? Why is he so open when we're alone but so distant when we're at school?

Steve pulls to a stop. " I'll see you tomorrow? " He asks like usual.

The moon lights up his face, casting a beautiful glow over his features. A loose strand of his now messy hair lays gently against his forehead. His eyes are big and bright.

He looks so good.

" Steve, " Am I really doing this? " I actually need to talk to you. "

Confusion flashes over his face. His smile fades slightly. He picks up my hand and gently begins to draw invisible shapes on my palm. " Sure. Is everything alright? "

Here we go.

" Actually no. "

Steve tenses.

" This has been bugging me for a little bit so I'd figure I'd ask. " I take a small deep breath. " Why are we doing this? "

Relief floods Steve's face and he let's out a small nervous chuckle. " What do you mean. I like you and you like me so naturally we hang out. "

I shake my head and pull my hand away from the boy. " That's not what I mean. Why are we doing this in secret? Why won't you say hi to me in the halls? "

Steve's smile fades. " What? " He obviously wasn't expecting this.

" Why do you treat me so differently at night than you do during the day? "

My heart is pounding. I'm afraid to hear his answer.

Steve sighs. " Because...Because I thought you liked hanging out at night. "

" I do, Steve. I really do. But the problem is you don't even acknowledge me at school? I'm confused what the fuck is going on between us. " Anger bubbles in my chest.

" It's just what we've always done. " I can tell Steve's beginning to get a frustrated.

" That's not good enough. "

" I don't know what the fuck you want me to say! "

" I want the truth, Steve! I just want the truth. " I answer honestly. " I'm confused about us and- "

" I'm embarrassed of you! " Steve blurts.

My heart drops. " What? "

Steve's eyes widen. " Fuck! I didn't mean to say it like that. "

" Then how did you mean to say it, Steve? "

" I-Look, I really like you, Y/N, but we don't...run in the same circles. " Steve states slowly.

" So? "

Steve lets out a sigh. " You...I hang out with people like Tommy and Carol. You don't. It just...if we went public it would...complicate things. "

I'm not good enough for him. He's basically saying I'm not popular enough for him. What the fuck.

" Because I'm not popular and you are. " I scoff, shaking my head. " You know, you act like a dick at school and some part of me thought that deep down there was no way you were actually like that. I was wrong. You're an asshole, you know that? I never realized you were so shallow. You are just like Tommy and Carol. "

Steve's eyes turn dark. " I am not like like Tommy. "

" You're right. You're not. You're worse. At least Tommy's upfront about being an asshole and isn't tricking people into thinking he actually gives a shit about them. "

I feel like crying. I'm so angry right now.

" What the fuck do you expect? You hang out with people like Eddie Munson and his little band of rejects! " I've never seen Steve this angry before. " This was a fucking mistake. We never should've started doing this. "

That hurt. His last sentence sends a blow to my heart, officially shattering it into pieces.

For a moment I'm silent, trying not to cry. Suddenly this car I've grown to love feels suffocating. Memories of our times in the back seat or on the hood watching the stars fill my mind. What was the fucking point of all of this for him?

" You know, Eddie may be a 'freak', but at least he doesn't give a fuck what other people think. He doesn't care if others see us together. His whole life isn't a popularity contest. " I whisper. " You're right Steve, this was a mistake. Don't talk to me again. Whatever the fuck this is ends now. " With that, get out of his car, not bothering to look back when I make it inside.

Unlike every other night, Steve's dropped me off, I don't wait by the door to listen to him drive away. Instead, I head upstairs debating whether to call the guy I know I can rely on.

He's mad at me though.

But he still cares.

" Hello? " Eddie's groggy voice mumbles through my telephone.

" Eddie. " I swallow harshly. " I'm sorry. " I try not to let the tightness in my throat prevent me from talking. " I should've listened to you. "

Eddie sighs, sounding more awake than he was moments ago. " What happened? "

" I ended it. You were right. He's embarrassed of me. He was fucking hiding me to protect his ego. "

" I'm sorry, kid. " Eddie's tone is sympathetic. " He's a dick. You deserve better than to be treated like that. You deserve someone who knows you're worth. Someone who's not afraid to be with you. You'll find that person someday. "

" I don't know, Ed. I miss him. " It feels so stupid it's only been a few minutes, but I do miss him. " But I'm also so fucking angry. He's so shallow. I'm so mad at myself for getting myself into this situation. "

" You fell in love. You can't choose who or when you fall in love. Unfortunately, you fell for the wrong guy. You'll get over this, kiddo. You just need to keep moving forward. "

I lay down on my bed, staring up at the poster on my ceiling. It's a poster Steve gave me on my birthday, one from one of my favorite bands.

I don't know where I'd be without Eddie. He's different than how other people expect him to be. He's always looking out for the people around him.

" Eddie? " I whisper after a moment of silence.

" Yeah? " He responds back, equally as quiet.

" Thank you. "

I might not have Steve anymore but I'll always have my friends, and that's the most important thing to me.

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lauju023red · 8 months ago

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The Bones and all shoot 1

Part 2

There will be more parts coming maybe 2-5

Summary:[Y/N] will play Maren Yearly in Bones and all and will meet Timothée there.

Words: 807

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Okay one breath. In and out. That was my last thought before I go to new movie shoot. This movie is my chance to be a big actress.

Now is the big time for me. After a long casting and waiting I was finally chosen as Maren Yearly. And I will be working with one of my favorite directors, Luca Guadagnino.

This year 2021 we finally got the go to shoot. For the begin we travel to Ohio.

I'm sitting on the plane and waiting for things to finally continue. The script is in my hand. Luca sent it to me and said "don't stress and stay relaxed. Nobody was perfect straight away." But when I wanted to ask him who my co-workers were, he just shrugged his shoulders and said "you'll see."

For the first 5 minutes I tried to continue reading the script. But my eyes got heavier and closed.

"We'll be landing shortly, please fasten your seat belts again." This announcement woke me up. It wasn't long before I was back on solid ground. At the airport I quickly picked up my suitcase and went out.

10 feet from the airport was a black car with a man holding a sign with "[Y/N] [L/N]" on it. I took my suitcase and went to him. "Hi, I'm [Y/N]. Nice to meet you." He took a small piece of paper out of his pocket and looked at me and then at the paper. "The greeting is all mine [Y/N]"

He opened the door for me and took my suitcase. "Please sit down. We're going to the hotel now. Mr. Guadagnino is already waiting for you there." "Thank you, that's very kind of you." "That's my job." It wasn't long before we were on our way. I was starting to get nervous. What if I'm not the right person? Or my co-workers don't like me?

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It didn't take long, after 30 minutes we were already in front of the hotel. Luca was already standing at the door. He waved to me and opened my door. "[Y/N] my love, you're here! Come on, let's discuss the first few days that are coming up. With a cup of coffee, of course."

We put my suitcase away and sat down in the café next to the hotel. When we had both finished ordering, he turned to me "So this is how it will go. First we will transform you into Maren and you will meet the other actors and rehearse the first few scenes with them. All clear?" "Yeah, of course. So will I have to cut my hair?" "Yes, but it wasn't a problem for you, was it?" I shook my head. "No, of course not." I haven't cut my hair for years, so I'll have to get used to it.

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When we had finished our drinks, Luca said, "Okay [Y/N], we'll meet again in the lobby in two hours. Then we'll go to the trailers and you know what happens." I nod my head, "Yes. Thanks for everything, Luca." He smiled at me, "You're welcome. You're perfect for this role."

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After resting for 2 hours, I went down to the lobby. Luca was standing there waiting for me. "Hi Luca. Where are the others?" he turned to me. "The plane can't land. They'll come later. But don't worry. Everything will be fine." I nodded and got into the car that was supposed to take us to our trailers.

This trip was longer and took almost an hour. When we got out, everyone greeted Luca and we went to a certain trailer. A woman was waiting there. "This is Emma. She will be responsible for your make-up and hair." I stretched my arms out. "Hi Emma, nice to meet you." She smiled at me. "Me too [Y/N], we're going to have a lot of fun. You can sit down. We'll start right away." I nodded and sat down. In the meantime, Luca prepared for the others' arrival.

Emma ran her hand through my hair. "So we're going to cut your hair to your shoulders and make bangs. Is that okay?" I nodded. "Okay, then let's get started." Emma started to put my hair in a loose braid. She cut it off. "That was the first cut. And also the hardest. Your hair was so long and wasn't even damaged." I laughed. "Yeah, I like long hair, I don't know why, but it's something special to me." She put a hand on my shoulder and winked at me. "Don't worry, it will grow back." We both had to laugh.

When I had finished the last cut, the door opened. Luca was standing there. "The others have arrived [Y/N]. And I would like to introduce you to your Lee.....Timothée."

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I hope you liked it, feel free to leave a heart ♡

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number1whore · 20 days ago

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A Fuck For A Life - MDNI

Summary: Ghost And König are enemy assassins but Ghost is Königs target, König makes a deal.

Pairings: König x Original Female Character x Ghost

Warnings: smut, fingering, P in V, unprotected P in V, Cheating?, guns, multiple POV

A/N: This is my first time posting on Tumblr but this isn't the first one shot I've written 🩷 This was originally requested to be written by me from one of my friends (won't name her on here), so credits to my friend for the idea!! Feedback would be much appreciated!!

♤ GHOST ♤

I pull the trigger. I stand, disassembling my sniper and putting it into the case as havoc breaks on the ground below. No one saw me, no one heard me. My mind drifts to her, a small smile lifting onto my face under my mask before the blood starts rushing down to my groin as images from a week ago flash through my mind. Her soft skin against mine, her plump lips, smooth hands…shes the complete opposite of me and she's so fucking addictive, I can't get enough. My cock hardens, my pants tighten and my breath falls shallow. A week of celibacy, one night 3 years ago with her and suddenly my hand couldn't get the job done anymore. Only her sweet fucking pussy or her skilled fucking tongue. One more night and I could have her. I need her more than anything…she's my drug and I need a God damned fix.

♧ KÖNIG ♧

God, he's so fucking oblivious. The way he unlocks the door to his shitty motel room and doesn't even close the blinds, no wonder he needs to go. He can't even keep himself safe. I glance down at my phone as it vibrates.

‘Tomorrow. 3 am. Dead or you're out'

I read the text and slipped my phone back into my pocket before slowly backing away. I know his weakness and his strength. A month of watching, waiting for the perfect moment and it's almost here.

♡ SADIE ♡

I scroll on my phone, lying in our bed, wearing one of his shirts. He should be home today. Fuck I missed him. I hear the door open and close followed by his heavy footsteps as he approaches the bedroom. Slowly, he opens the door and sees me in his shirt, in the bed. He drops his bags and stalks over to me, lifting the mask off his face and placing it on the bedside table, I press a soft kiss to his lips.

“I missed you” I whisper.

“Me too” His voice is gruff, sexy as fuck. He swiftly picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist.

“Shower?” I ask and he hums in response, walking us into the ensuite, and kicking the door shut.

Hot water thrums down on us as he has my back pressed against the cold wet tiles.

His body is pressed close to mine as he suckles on my neck and slowly pumps two digits in and out of me, soft whimpers escaping my lips. He pulls them out right before I come, making me whine before slipping them into his mouth.

“you taste so sweet princess, just as I remember” He groans, lifting me as he grips my ass and lowers me onto his hard cock.

My head rolls back as he slowly pushes inside, a week without him and the stretch burns just as much as the first time. A soft moan escaped my lips before he crashed his mouth onto mine.

“Feel good princess? You know how much I missed you, Baby? I missed your touch, your kisses and your sweet sweet pussy, I can barely get off without you there.” He whispered onto my lips as he bottomed out inside of me and slowly dragged himself out before thrusting back in.

“Fuck- I'm close-” I gasped when I felt the knot building in my core.

“Already? We've barely even started Princess”

He began suckling on my sweet spot and slammed into my G-spot making me crumble in his grasp. Moaning as I gripped his hair, tugging on it as I clenched around his cock, falling over the edge.

“Such a good little slut, coming all over my cock because you know you’re mine and mine only” He groaned in my ear, His thrusts becoming harsher.

♧ KÖNIG ♧

It’s pitch black outside. I can see them through the window. Sleeping naked. I slowly open the window and climb inside, being tall I’ve learned how to fit through windows, this window is quite large. I walk over to the bed and lift his dog tags - Simon Riley - just who I’m looking for. I lift my gun and place my finger on the trigger when I hear a shift then a voice.

“Who are you?” I look over - Shit, she's awake.

She looks terrified, her eyes are glued to the gun.

“Are you gonna kill us?” She whispers, tears filling her eyes.

I’m unsure if I should speak. It’s only then I show a moment of weakness, the curve of her waist, her nipples peeking from under the thin sheet, Her thighs…fuck her thighs. I nearly groan as I feel the blood rushing through my veins with one ultimate goal. Fuck.

“I was going to kill, him” I whisper, pointing the gun towards my target, Ghost.

“Please don’t kill him! I’ll do anything- Please!” She pleaded, tears streaming down her face, my pants tightening at the sight of her tears, knowing I was the one making her like this set something off in me.

“Anything?” I whisper, a sly smirk playing on my face though she couldn’t see it through my mask.

“Anything, just please- Don’t hurt him- He’s everything I have” She pleaded some more.

“Drop the sheet, lay on your back, spread your legs…and finger yourself” I teased, knowing she wouldn’t do it, she couldn’t.

But she did. I watched in utter disbelief as she thought for a moment before following my instructions. Her head fell back slightly as she toyed with her clit, gathering the slick on her fingers before her middle finger disappeared inside her gaping hole. My cock twitched at the sight, then a soft moan fell from her pretty lips, what do they taste like? What does her pretty pussy taste like?

♡ SADIE ♡

I was petrified but I did as he said, in fear for my life and Simon’s life. I couldn’t lose him, but I could lose myself in pleasure, my back lifting off the bed as I curled my fingers and a deep but quiet voice cut through the air.

“Stop” He whispered, I didn’t follow the instruction as I was nearing climax but he gripped my wrist and pulled it away from my soaked cunt.

“Please- Please- I was about to” I pleaded, feeling the orgasm dying away.

The corners of his eyes crinkled, a sign of a smirk before I felt a thick digit push into my hole, pumping in and out before he started moving in a second. My hands gripped his mask as he held my leg up with his free hand and I tried to suppress my moans.

“Good girl, taking my fingers like that” He whispered, curling his fingers inside of me and I slammed my eyes shut as I bit down on my lip to suppress a moan.

“Come on princess~ Wake him up…Let him see you at the hands of another man-Literally” He mumbled into my neck before biting down on it through his mask.

My head shot back as I screamed, the force his bite and he pressed down on my clit that I came right then and there.

♤ GHOST ♤

A scream jolted me awake, I quickly scanned the room for intruders before turning to my side and checking on Sadie.

“Who the fuck are you?” I yelled when I saw the large man, larger than me, holding her shaking form.

“König. And you’re Ghost. Let me tell you something Ghost. Do you speak German?” I slowly nodded “Gut, Sie hat eine sehr hübsche Muschi und ich möchte sie im Austausch für dein Leben ficken [She has a very pretty pussy and I want to fuck it in exchange for your life], Deal? You can watch or join… whatever you prefer” I could hear the smirk in his voice, then the sound of slick filled my ears and my eyes fell onto his slowly pumping hand.

I saw the gun on the bedside table and nodded, pulling Sadie away from him.

♡ SADIE ♡

I could barely breathe through my nose, tears spilled from my eyes as the large man pounded his cock into me while Simon roughly fucked my pussy, my moans sending vibrations through the man's cock.

“Good little slut, taking us like this…fucking whore” Ghost spat his words and I clenched around him, feeling another orgasm coming over me.

“Oh verdammt, ich komme gleich, Scheiße![Oh fuck- I'm gonna cum, Shit!]” The man yelled in a foreign language before he came, shooting his thick load down my throat.

It was only moments later that Ghost followed, coming inside of me.

König immediately picked me up and sat me on his hardening cock, thrusting up into me while Ghsot reached around my body and toyed with my nipples and left hickeys on my neck, grinding his cum coated cock on my back until he came again.

König slammed me down onto his cock, guiding Ghost's hand to my lower abdomen and applying pressure, intensifying the feeling. My hips were bruised and my throat was scratchy, my hair a tangled mess as König grabbed a fistful and yanked my head backward so he could access my neck better, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he came inside of me. Ghost trailed a hand down to my come-filled cunt and started to massage my clit, making me writhe and whimper.

“Please- ah~ G-Ghost…please- fuck” I couldn’t form a sentence as he drove me over the edge for the last time and my last orgasm came crashing down on me. My back arched intensely as I gripped his wrist harder than I ever had before.

♤ GHOST ♤

We never saw him again. I stopped with the missions and focused solely on Sadie, most of my days involved fucking on every surface in my house now.

A Fuck For A Life

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amazingkittenwithaskateboard420 · 1 year ago

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HEY HEY CAN I PLEASE GET SOME SOUTH PARK (craig, Kyle, stan) HEADCANONS FOR WHEN THE READER IS SAD BC SHE BROKE HER HEADPHONES (in other words, an item with a ton of value to her) AND THATS TRULY QUITE AN L OKAY TY BYE BYE

YES OFC! ILL TRY MY BEST ;(

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☆Reader that's sad because she broke her headphones☆

♤KYLE♤

•When he saw your broken headphones, and tried to fix them (and failed miserably)

"Stop trying to fix them, they're already broken as is!"

"Wait babe! I almost got them."

•After his miserable attempt, he just gave you his, because he felt bad.

"It's ok! you can borrow mine."

"YAY!"

•You guys both ended up listening to your music together while holding hands

•every minute or so he wanted to play one his songs

"i have a song, can i play it? i think youd like it."

"sure!"

probably played the most corniest music ever (lmao)

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☆CRAIG☆

•found your reaction stupid, but he comforted you, of course.

"They're just headphones, can't you-nevermind."

•you tried to convince him for like, EVER to buy you some headphones.

"Cmon,pleease?"

"But I-"

"PLEEEASE?"

"Jeez, fine!"

•Bought you headphones, but he picked then out for you, since he was the one paying for them

"I wanted to pick my own headphones!"

"Well, I'm paying for them! You can decorate them how you like, but I'll pick them out."

•felt bad for being ,mean to you a couple minutes ago so he just cuddled with you

"I'm sorry, honey."

"It's fine, I don't mind."

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◇Stan◇

•just like kyle, he tried to fix your headphones, but failed (obviously)

•since you neded headphones, you guys looked everywhere for some for like 20 minutes.

"Are the headphones even worth it at this point?"

"Yeah, they are."

•you guys watched horror videos while cuddling after you found some. you also found out that he screams like a little girl.

"EEEK!"

"PFTT-"

got mad at you for making fun of him but you guys were having to much fun laughing

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SORRY IF ITS BAD I WAS IN A RUSH TO MAKE THIS AND I WAS TIRED BUTNI HOPED U ENJOYED IT!!

#y/n #x reader #x y/n #south park #south park x reader #kyle broflovski #kyle brovlofski x reader #stan marsh x reader #stan marsh #craig tucker #Craig tucker x reader #SOUTH PARK #sp fandom

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thatdeadaquarius · 2 years ago

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OP your addtion about the Harbinger's reaction? Sent me wheezing to the moon 🤣🤣💀

I dont have any additions to Teyvat language yet (other anons have a more in depth explanations while mine is just shitposts wheEZE--) but I did have an idea for a Genshin AU.

I'm pretty sure everybody has heard about the blue alien people Avatar. Tribal people from another planet. (Also I just stumbled upon the forests of Sumeru while going through Chasm quests. The one that has giant mushrooms).

Imagine Genshin in the Avatar Au. Sumeru can be based on the first movie (It fits cause from what I can explore of Sumeru reminds me of the time I watched Avatar of the first time. Pure awe and wonder..) While the Water nation can be based on the 2nd movie, Hoyoverse hasnt released the name of the Water Country yet so we're just waiting. Mondstadt can be based on the upcoming 3rd (4th or 5th? Idk they had it lined up) movie that involves being high above the clouds. Kind of like the Jade palace or the Floating Abode in the serenitea pot.

Its all I could base for now since the other movies dont have that much info yet to be paired with Genshin's countries.

Bonus idea that randomnly popped into my head:

Still going with this Au but its sagau themed. Creator!Reader arrives to Teyvat and is considered as Eywa

NOW THIS

THIS IS AN ✨️IDEA✨️

I just want u to know i feel b l e s s e d that u put this in MY ask box , when this coulda been a whole post of ur own 💖💖🙏🙏

WARNING: So i havent seen the new movie, just the og Avatar one, and i totally loved that concept about Eywa and how their world works so ill refresh myself but if theres any new lore from the 2nd movie i aint got it yet 💁 srry babs

🎵 FROM THE DAY WE ARRIVED ON THE PLANEETTT

AND STEPPED OUT BLINKING INTO THE SUN

AND THE SUN ROSE HIGH IN A SAPPHIRE SKY

ITS THE CIRRRRCCCLLLEEE OF LIFFFFEEEE 🎵

^ except ur like the life itself bc ur god now

Thats why i put that there

This AU radiates that energy

♤

BRO I TOTALLY FORGOT ABT U MENTIONIMG THE COOL CHASM STUFF AND PICKED THAT GIF ALL ON MY OWN

BC I THOUGHT IF ANYTHING LOOKS LIKE EYWA TREE IN GENSHIN ITS THAT BEAUTIFUL MUSHROOM GOD

ANYWAYS-

So I accidentally posted this too early so keep refreshing or coming back bc if theres no "♡the beloveds♡" im still updating this then LMAO

SRRY GUYS

So anon's a genius and i could listen to u talk about this all day

I fucking love combining world building or lore together

Esp like making one the AU or just the setting like u said with Avatar worlds as settings and same characters-

EEEEEE U ARE EYWA- YESSSSS YESSSSSS I AM YOUR GOD BITCHES!!! SUCK ON MY BIG FAT MAN TIDDIES BITCHES RAHHHHH /REF

♧

So they deffo use "Eywa" as a term for you instead of your name

Honestly, before when u were a mysterious af planet creature thing (lets say u get isekaied there i mean)

Nobody rlly knew if u even could take a mortal form or even thought of that as a concept

I feel like the younger generations immortals and Teyvat's current countries kinda think of you Eywa as more of a passive entity life force thing

Rather than the older immortals and creatures that had seen thru eons or over the course of a couple thousand years

That u were very aware and intelligent

Not that ur energy or aura didnt tell them that alone

◇

So a little deeper into the Teyvat lore here but i dont see anybody else talking about it so I will

Originally, it was the Seven Sovriegns and you, and eventually Phanes and their Four Shades,

And they literally all quickly came to realize u literally made this planet and began to start the first traditions of worshipping you!

Like putting gifts or hand made goods at the base

(Ppl have also gotten a tradition from Morax/Rex Lapis and Guizhong and other adepti to leave birthday letters to offer you, which ties into what i say below⬇️)

Ya know,

Eywa the tree could even be a sort of source to the eyes of Teyvat of what you look like while u were playing the game

Like how Eywa's little jellyfish reach ppl in the forest and shit? I think?

So like i would imagine that whatever u make certain vessels or acolytes do most often, is what they think they should offer u :0

◇

Claymore users give u gemstones and ores

Bow users give u hunted game like fowl, or the treasure from puzzles that required arrows (like those bursting blue balloons?)

Catalysts and Polearms give u all kinda of crazy shit lmao

Bc they can be used for a vareity of things

◇

Bc of ur player status and abilities, people of Teyvat attribute a gain in power or talents or whatnot to you, Eywa

So say u actually physically there now, and u just wake up under the coolest sickest tree youve ever seen in ur life

Omg could u imagine????

Seeing Teyvat irl? But AVATAR WORLD IRL???!!!

You would stand there lookin around like a drunk fuck for like 20 minutes, maybe longer lmao

Its just so ✨️pretty✨️ here

Also the tree itself just feels like, the equivalent to ur bedroom basically but like specifically if it was hella comfy and like just the way u want it (all the decor is up, the floor is clean, u got like hot choco on ur desk, theres a candle burning, etc.)

♤

Oh so since ur like weirdly connected to the land, like u know how theres a voice line abt walking in that glowing aranara part of Sumeru and ur steps light up?

I saw that too in the OG avatar movie

So i feel like u would have a map with ALLLLL the peoples on it and little icons

U can focus on just vision users or bosses or big nature things like Dragonspine

◇

Oh so Eywa can control all animals and whatnot and so u as a mortal person can too

So anytime theres a threat u can deadass just become a pokemon trainer LMAO

Ok but think how badass it would be to just like,

Get the Primo Geovishap or Giant Bird Jadeplume Terror thingy to just leave their territory and wipeout some mfs

(coughunknowngodasomodaycough)

It would be fucking amazing

♧

Unrelated to above bc im just spitting out ideas srry guys

but like

I feel like if u were a lifeforce sort of ancient eldritch god for the entire goddamn continent of Teyvat let alone the whole planet-

You would have to maintain said continent/planet

Like, make sure the Irminsul is growing okay, protect from mfs like Dottore,

Stop diasters if ur Eywa too, esp bc u can hear prayers now, and would hear ppl crying out to help them geez

while the prayers of the many kinda just glob together to form the major "feeling" of the prayer for most creatures,

Vision users, gods, ancient creatures u can get their exact sentences

Basically more magic = better heard to connect with u

◇

Oh u know, i could even see it being even more manual or personal labor bc ur not like a tree connected to ur roots thruout the world technically

Like if volcanoes erupt in Natlan, the archon and gods there help and u r also wanted/needed in person for it to work

U would still be powerful, but yeah like say the tree was u just playing genshin before,

The game automatically regulated diasters and stuff other than what was supposed to happen in game

◇

So kinda bouncing off that I read smwhere that the Na'vi dont actually view Eywa as like omnipotent or omniscient

(like the God™️ from the Christian bible for a example of what your not)

And also! Dont blame/attribute natural diasters, plagues, or other bad stuff on Eywa

So good for you whew 💦

Ur actually supposed to kinda just be the collective lifeforce or Teyvat/world and nature, and a defender and guide of life :0

Which kinda fits with the whole "upgrading characters" thing actually

◇

Okay but I saw somewhere in SAGAU tag someone did another name instead of Creator to spice it up and its "All-Mother"

And interestingly, Eywa in Avatar is also called that and "Great Mother"!!

How fun :0

Also, the reason Eywa still got people with free-will is bc they kinda described the relationship to Eywa being something like a mother or parent

Maybe where name/titles came from ig?

Either way, ppl be calling u all types of nicknames u aint heard before lmao

I mean ur sacred, they dont just say ur name,

Nobody knows ur real name or what u call yourself

Just what they call u

Bc they couldnt communicate with u super well before, (the bday letters were the closest they got verbally, and even then they had to be addressed somewhat to ur first vessel the traveler to get thru/be seen)

Otherwise yeah u operating them lets say before on Earth you rlly felt like an eldritch nature deity 💀

Cause u guide them in battles, strengthen their talents and skills and bodies, and feed them food

If they were in battle like needing healing food, u help them heal by consuming it for them so they dont have to take a snack break in battle and

Let me tell u, these denizens of Teyvat who have to constantly deal with magic and monsters and abyss stuff, so a stroll outside ur house gets u in a fight...

...They are very grateful for that needless to say.

Plus i like to think u make fighting easier on them bc ur "guiding" their bodies

◇

Anyway thats a long winded way to say, help me think of all the names Teyvat's given you lmao:

Eywa

All-Mother / Great Mother

All-Father / Great Father

All-Parent? / Great Parent

Creator

Their Grace

Great Puppeteer

The Puppeteer

Soul of Teyvat

Greatest Soul

☆

She aint long bc im not that creative and this idea has sm potential too😔

I would love to be Eywa sounds fun and powerful af and i dont get expected to be Jesus and they know i dont cause the natural diasters, like that sounds nice

Aight im no genius and this writing feels like im just rambling like a drunk guy sittin on the sidewalk mumbling to myself, i had to stop writing 💀

Like that energy specifically-

So lmk if yall got any other cool titles or names :0

I couldn't think of anymore :/

Also srry about the updating this post and making u check back in if u already read this before i put the taglist

(Me putting the taglist means im done editing/writing this dw if u seein this)

Cheers,

🌒🌧🌊Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

♡my beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist

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totally-not-here-for-the-smut · 10 months ago

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♤ Asra's Kinks ♤

So, inspired by a couple of stuff I saw and read, I thought about writing this thing

And obviously I'll take inspo from the Nadia's Kink poll.

BUT! Then I said to myself, why stop there? Why not ask about all the M6? So I went back to the various smut posts I read and extracted some ideas from there for you to pick, and I'll write about what's about and why they have it!

If you're a smut goblin, I strongly suggest you to go and read the inspo pieces, they're so so good.

Soooo starting from the Magician:

Inspo:

Asra NSFW Hcs -Caotic Kitty

Breathtaking-Charzard Lord

Subtle Turn-Ons - sadlyoptimistic

Exhibitionism - Brainrot

Missed you - dawnlii

M6 Kinks (big fav of mine) -Angelltheninth

Peaceful reading-saeyoungchoismaid

Bdsm on prompts "Looks like someone is needy" and "did thw two of you just have sex"? - saeyoungchoismaid

Sensual moments - bakuliwriters

#the arcana #the arcana game #asra alnazar #asra alnazar smut #asra alnazar kinks #nadia the arcana smut #Polls fuck yeah!#asra the magician #asra the magician smut

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arece · 2 years ago

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hi! this isn't really a request but I was wondering if you had a playlist or any songs you associate with your heart to heart universe. I just strongly love the idea of John being a good father figure. I'm fueled by your content lol. I hope you're well 🫂💕

♤ a/n: You don't understand, this has me shaking in excitement. If a whole playlist is wanted I'll gladly make it. These are picked based off of how fitting I feel the lyrics are, though it might be kinda like a spoiler??? So, JOHN WICK 4 SPOLIER HERE DO NOT PROCEED! heart to heart masterlist

John Wick:

Remember Me, Coco:

Remember me, don’t let it make you cry

For even if I’m far away, I hold you in my heart

Know that I’m with you the only way that I can be

Until you’re in my arms again

Remember me

This Old Dog, Mac DeMarco:

As long as I live, all I’ve got to say is

This old dog ain’t about to forget

All we’ve had

Slipping Through My Fingers, ABBA:

The feeling that I’m losing her forever

Slipping through my fingers all the time

Then when she’s gone, there’s that old melancholy feeling

And a sense of guilt I can’t deny

Sparks, Coldplay:

Did I drive you away?

But I promise you this

I’ll always look out for you

Look After You, The Fray:

It’s always half and never whole

You’ve begun to feel like home

What’s mine is yours to make your own

Reader:

Motion Sickness, Phoebe Bridgers:

I hate you for what you did

And I miss you like a little kid

Scott Street, Phoebe Bridgers:

Do you feel ashamed

When you hear my name?

I Want You, Mitski:

But I want you

You’re coming back

And it’s the end of the world

We’re starting over

Francis Forever, Mitski:

I don’t know what to do without you

I don’t need the world to see that I’ve been the best I can be

I don’t think i can stand to be

Where you don’t see me

First Love/Late Spring, Mitski:

Lately, I’ve been crying like a tall child

So please, hurry, leave me, I can’t breathe

Please don’t say you love me

⋯♤⋯♧⋯♢⋯

taglist: @khaleesihavilliard @ihatemyselfmorethanmydepression @tamnight @hesvoid34 @scarletmeii @romanreignsluver1 @wi1steria @not-a-big-slay @howlerwolfmax @mizzy-pop

#john wick x reader #john wick x you #john wick x fem!reader #john wick father figure #john wick imagine #john wick one shot #arece drabbles #arece writes #plationic #song association

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artemilda · 2 years ago

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Red Shoes and Seven Dwarfs as Minecraft Players

Included: Arthur x Reader, Merlin x Reader, Hans x Reader, Jack x Reader, Pino x Reader, Noki x Reader, Kio x Reader, Red shoes x Reader

Type: Fluff

Warnings: *nothing*

RED SHOES

♡ She is the one who cutely collects flowers, but also brutally kills monsters like zombies and skeletons

♡ She often just walks around the world, causing her to quickly become Hungry

♡ She has a LOT of food with her

♡ She often goes with you to collect Wood for Pino, Noki and Kio

♡ Of course, after she cut down the Trees, she re-plants them

♡ She often finds Beautiful Fields with many Flowers on them

♡ Then she runs to you and you go with her because she wants to show you this wonderful field

♡ It used to be that she picked Flowers, then she found a Glade and planted them there

♡ She did it in order to play with you longer

♡ She also likes to go with you to the Caves, where you both Scream

♡ This is very funny

MERLIN

◇ He is always traveling

◇ And this means that he needs to Kill, Mine and Build at the same time

◇ Before leaving he asks if you need anything

◇ He also gives you a lot of flowers

◇ More often these are those Blues, so that you don't forget about him

◇ He also carries with him a Flower of your Favorite Color

◇ He often tries to protect you

◇ And if you go somewhere as a group, for example, to the Huge Cave, then he will try to be Next to you

◇ He also tries to flirt with you

◇ But due to the fact that you see only a Minecraft Skin, it makes you laugh

ARTHUR

♤ He always kills mobs

♤ Because of this he has the highest level

♤ He also often goes to Hell

♤ He often brags about his Armor because it's the best of them all

♤ He shares armor and weapons with you, as he has a lot of them

♤ He also protects you all the time

♤ He asks you to go with him to the Caves because he is "Scared"

♤This is of course a lie, but you agree because you need iron and so on

♤He also often stays on the Street at Night protecting the Shared Home that Noki, Pino and Kio built.

♤ When he dies all you hear is "FU-"

JACK

☆ He has the most Beautiful Minecraft Skin

☆ He often goes with Arthur to the Caverns to find Emeralds or Diamonds

☆ He also wears only Diamond Armor as it is the most Beautiful

☆ He upgrades his Weapons and Armor because then it Shines and it's Beautiful

☆ He is also very fast

☆ He doesn't drink Speed Potions, he just works fast with his Hands

☆ So when a lot of Zombies attack in the Cave, he can escape from there with practically no Damage

☆ He often gives you diamonds

☆ Or Emeralds

☆ He also gives you Flowers (Mostly Large Pink or Red)

☆ He also often drinks an Invisibility Potion

HANS

♧ He always Kills Animals and then Cooks them

♧ He has a lot of Raw Meat in his Inventory that he doesn't have enough Space for other Blocks

♧He has Three Chests with only Food

♧ Whenever you want to go somewhere he asks if you have food

♧ You often walk around the World together and talk about different Things

♧ You and him are most often killed by mobs

♧ Is it because you are very afraid of Zombies

♧ Also he will never go out at night himself on the Street

♧ He also has a Shield

♧ But he still dies faster than anyone

NOKI, PINO, KIO

● They always build houses

● They also build Farms, Factories and just Buildings to make this Map more beautiful

● It was that Kio built you a heart

● Noki saw this and built a bigger and prettier heart

● Then Pino saw it and he built a HUGE Heart that was WONDERFUL

● Well, then all over again

● They have their own Workshop

● They are also the ones who always make Weapons, Armor and some other Things for everyone

● They always need some Building Items, which makes others have more Work to do

●They work together all the time

#red shoes and the 7 dwarfs x reader #minecraft #prince merlin #merlin x reader #arthur x reader #prince hans #kio noki pino #prince arthur #kio #noki #pino #hans x reader #red shoes x reader

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lustastarte · 2 years ago

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♤ young & beautiful | jocaesar ♤

genre: angst/fluff (mentions of smut, no details)

joseph visits caesar every year for his birthday, yet each year, the goodbyes get easier and easier

published: 2020

song: young and beautiful - lana del ray

Joseph sat on the ground, squinting at the sunny, cloud laced sky. It was a particularly beautiful day, and he was glad he chose to meet Caesar then. He played with the grass and walked around, picking a bouquet of flowers for his best friend, and the one he loved the most. They've always's known it was right for them to be together, but the rest of the world thought differently. They may not be together in this life, but they will be in the next.

Joseph smiled when he spotted the other man sitting in the shade of a large white jasmine tree. He waved and sighed when sitting in front of him.

"I'm too old to be picking you flowers," Joseph laughed, rubbing his back and placing the bouquet on the ground between them. He appreciated the beautiful smile on the blonde's face, sunlight speckled across his nose and high cheeks, his signature markings highlighted by the nearly white locks of hair hanging off his forehead. Caesar didn't talk much now, but Joseph didn't mind. He never understood how Caesar avoided aging, he didn't look a day past 20, yet here they were, celebrating his 71st birthday in secret. He even had a special glow to him, as if made of gold.

"You still look as perfect as ever... I really missed you, Caesarino." Joseph grinned mischievously at the face he received from the older man. Caesar snorted and shook his head, then turned his attention back to Joseph, who knew what he wanted to hear.

I've seen the world, done it all

Had my cake now

Diamonds, brilliant, and Bel Air now

"I almost didn't get to make it this year," he admitted. "I went around the world, Caesar! I saw Japan and even Egypt!"

Caesar's eyes widened, then he furrowed his eyebrows.

"We- Well, my grandson, his schoolmate, a French guy, a dog, an Egyptian friend of mine, and I had to travel to Egypt to save Holly. There are these things called stands," Joseph paused to breathe. "-and you get sick when developing one, but Holly wasn't doing well at all. So we went to Egypt and ended up battling Dio! Oh- Don't look at me like that! I'm not kidding," he giggled.

"Really, I'm not! He stole grandpa Jonathan's body! Yeah, that's what I said," Joseph responded to Caesar's wide eyes and head jerk forward. "It was crazy as hell, man!"

The two laughed together as Joseph leaned his back against the tree and Caesar laid his head on the younger's shoulder.

"We lost the schoolmate, my Egyptian friend, and the dog, but they fought hard... yes, I know, I know I can deal with it but I'm not sure about Jotaro... He lost three good friends at 17, it's hard just losing one..."

They sat there in silence until Caesar turned his face up toward Joseph's with a nostalgic glint in his eyes. Joseph happily sighed and looked up toward the sky.

Hot summer nights, mid-July

When you and I were forever wild

"Do you remember when we were young? The way we would- Okay, I won't say it," Joseph gave in to the blonde's stern look, but couldn't help reminiscing.

During the night, the empty, gaping hall grows still like a machine that's powered down. The bright airiness of Roman days fade, and darkness falls over like a downy comforter. All that's left is the low oil lamp lighting that throws short, yellow ochre beams across the polished floor, reflecting in some of the antiqued oak and glass cabinets. Not even a breeze disrupts the papers stacked upon the dusty lacquered desk, yet the slightest thought of movement momentarily blocks the low light, as a sheer swirling mist, with its soft, blurred edges, seeps through microscopic pores in the wall. The sort of movement that's seen on the ill-defined peripherals of anthropoid vision, the kind that breeds insomnia-instigating insinuations of monsters lurking in the dark, towing shadows along as if they weren't immovable.

Joseph and Caesar stop in the shadows, their bodies shifting to solid in a sudden, dizzying rush. They press back against a cold stone wall deeper in the darkness, where it would have been absolute, save for the warm, dusty hue cast by the hanging oil lamp. Joseph closes his eyes, Caesar focusing on who, or what, could be emitting the unnatural pulsing. It was like ripples, ocean waves through the seemingly solid marble floor, vibrating under their feet, up through their bones and coming to a rest as a dull rumbling in their chests, their heads. They looked at one another in terror — Would they be caught? Surely Lisalisa and Suzie Q couldn't be awake at this hour — and attempted to calm themselves.

They stole out into the darkened, marble-laced rotunda which marked the centre of the building, the towering, vaulted ceiling gaping like an empty void, a black hole overhead. Silvery slants of moonlight pierced the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a magnified cross-hatched spotlight on the shivering teens. They gave it no more than a glance as they slipped past and out of the building with nothing more than the wind off the aged quilts they carried with them and the slight murmur of their bare, worn-out feet on the marble.

Giggling to one another, they ran across the courtyard and into the dark, yet comforting woods. Caesar grabbed Joseph's hand and guided him to a clearing, where they would lay for the next hour staring at the stars and talking about everything and nothing all at once. Falling in love could no longer explain this. This was like being flown into love at Mach 1, ear-splitting, eye-catching love.

"Joseph?"

Joseph turned to the moonbeam bathed boy laying next to him, raising an eyebrow and smiling.

"I... I think-," he sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I think- Joseph, I think I'm in love with you."

"You mean that?"

"I have been for a while, I just... tried to forget it. I'm sorry if this ruins our-"

Joseph leaped across the quilt, pulling Caesar into an intense, yet gentle kiss. He slid one hand into the other's soft, light hair, and softly placed the other on his chest. The kiss seemed to last for hours, their lips tingling as they pulled away and snickered quietly, foreheads pressed together. Caesar pulled the other quilt over them, the night breeze becoming a nuisance. They shared many soft kisses, before Joseph spoke.

"Do you want to- you know-? Tomorrow isn't promised, especially not now, and I want to give you all of me..."

Caesar nodded. "Come here."

Sloppy, uncoordinated kisses, tongues and lips crashing together, nervous touches, reassuring words, awkward attempts to be comfortable, shaking bodies, nerves begging to be lit on fire for the first time. Clothes hitting the dew-covered grass, hot, rapid breaths mingling with cool, steady breezes, locked eyes, comforting caresses. Slow, gentle movements, quiet, desperate noises piercing the air, tight grips, clasped hands, declarations of love, beautiful forms, coming together as one under the stars. Nothing had ever felt so good, so right, in every sense of the word.

The crazy days, city lights

The way you'd play with me like a child

Even the worst training days were better with one another. When they finally got to eat, they sat in the floor of Joseph's room and talked as if they were lifelong friends. Caesar ate slowly, and Joseph ate quickly. Both were nowhere near messy eaters, but the blonde tended to have to wipe his chin down more often than the brunette, mostly due to Joseph's flirtatious antics.

The wildest cities seemed much tamer when they were together. They could tackle anything, they were the definition of a superior team. When Caesar would describe his idea of an adventure to Joseph it would send chills down his spine, make his body tingle. He wanted to backpack his way across India, sail up the Nile in a small wooden boat and keep a journal of it all, trek through the dense Amazon and climb the towering Mount Everest. He wanted to explore rural China, dog sled in the arctic, tour all of Russia and deep sea dive. Joseph's idea of adventure was trying a new supermarket with Granny Erina, a different café in the city, or a new outfit.

Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?

Will you still love me when I’ve got nothing but my aching soul?

Joseph flipped through the wonderful memories in his mind as he rested his head upon Caesar's shoulder.

"Caesar?"

The blonde turned his head toward Joseph.

"Do you still... do you still love me?"

The other flashed an angelic smile and nodded.

"I'm glad, I feel the same."

Caesar ran a soft, warm hand through Joseph's graying hair as the two drifted off to sleep.

I know that you will

In their deep sleep they become young again. They dream of things past, things that will never be again. In Caesar's dreams he has comfort, freedom and love. Sometimes Joseph can be visited by those he lost. For those perfect hours of sleep, Joseph and Caesar are whole once again. Sometimes Joseph has nightmares, but those are getting fewer and far between now that life has settled back into a rhythm. Joseph truly looks forward to turning in at night, he has thick duvets and the finest pillows, everything luxury. Not to mention, it's just one more way he can see Caesar, be it real or fake.

I've seen the world, lit it up as my stage now

Channeling angels in the new age now

When Joseph woke up, he was laying down next to Caesar with his head on his chest. They stayed there for a moment, just savoring one another's company.

Joseph snorted quietly. "You know the last time we got to spend some actual time together was before we fought the Pillar Men... I've missed this."

Caesar nodded and looked down, lifting Joseph's chin and planting a gentle kiss on his lips.

Hot summer days, rock and roll

The way you'd play for me at your show

It was the hottest summer on record in Italy, yet Lisalisa had them training harder than ever. Heat licked at Caesar's sunburned face and coiled around Joseph's limbs like a great, hungry hot-blooded serpent. The ground smoldered and sent up a disorientating haze, as if looking through water. Even the birds overhead were silent and the grass stood still as if too hot to move. The one day they had a break, they decided to go find a small lake or creek to cool off in, anything to get away from the heat. They ended up water fighting like children and slowly kissing one another in the shallows, taking advantage of the privacy. They sang their favorite songs and danced with each other, which is such a freeing feeling after the hardships of training.

And all the ways I got to know

Your pretty face and electric soul

And there Caesar sat, with his feet in the clear, cool water, drinking in the radiant heat of summer. He let his eyes close in a way that appears restful, as if inviting, calling Joseph to imagine what his daydreams consist of. In that way, with such calmness, collectiveness of souls, content to dwell in that ever memorable moment, that they felt the joy of each other's company. Joseph stares at the blonde, a stupid look on his face, giving away how hard he had fallen. He looked away for a second and he found himself falling backward into the creek, Caesar having tackle-kissed him.

When he comes, tell me that you'll let him in

Father, tell me if you can

Caesar used to pray each night, and every night he would ask God to save them both a seat in the clouds, next to one another. He thought about death a lot, much more than normal because of the situation they were in. After he'd pray, he would smuggle cigarettes and beer into Joseph's room, and they'd go to the roof. Staring at the stars and sneaking drunk touches and smoky kisses, talking about their future together, holding hands and playing footsie, giggling like children. Times like these, when the world wasn't ending or they weren't fighting for their lives are the times Joseph would cherish forever.

He's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds

It always amazed Caesar how happy and carefree Joseph stayed, even in old age. He often thinks about the summer in Rome, how beautiful Joseph looked in the radiant, deep glow of the sunsets, how perfectly his hair caught his bubbles. He was proud to be the man who made such a perfect man smile and laugh like never before. Just the thought of it made Caesar shiver with pride and love. Joseph was more than just a friend, more than a lover. He was Caesar's world, a spot no one before him had been able to fill.

Will you still love me?

Conversations neither of them had ever considered having with anyone else, conversations they wouldn't even have with themselves.

"Jojo?"

"Yeah?"

"Would you still love me even if we don't win this fight?"

Joseph grabbed his arm. "Caesar. I will love you until the end of time."

Will you still love me?

"Are you still going to love me when I'm not as pretty?"

"Caesar, I promise I'm always going to love you. Always," Joseph cooed, running his hand through the other's soft blonde hair.

Will you still love me?

Joseph opened his door to find a crying, shaking, anxious Caesar carrying his pillow. The Italian dropped the thin cushion and latched himself onto Joseph as if his life depended on it.

Joseph wrapped his arms around the blonde. "Hey, what's wrong?"

Caesar said nothing, he only began sobbing, clinging harder to Joseph than before. He tried to take in a normal breath, but could only get sharp gasps and wheezes out.

"Come in here," Joseph pulled him into the room. "Go sit down, I'm gonna get your stuff for you."

Joseph picked the pillow up and grabbed a blanket and a water bottle on his way to his bed. He tossed that stuff at the foot of the bed and climbed up next to Caesar. It was dim, as all the lights were out, but Joseph could see the other's form. He pulled the other into his chest, laying them both down and slipping the comforter over them.

"What happened, love?"

"N-Nightmare- You we- weren't there- I-" Caesar began to sob again, a cry of absolute pain leaving his throat. Joseph held him against his chest tightly and stroked his back, reassuring him softly.

"It's just a nightmare, it won't hurt you. I'd never let it."

The older boy just nodded and pulled him as close as possible, holding tightly to his shoulder blades and breathing in his scent. Something about that smell, that body, just makes him feel safe and secure.

"J-Jojo?"

"I know what you're thinking and my answer is yes. I will always love you."

Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?

Joseph grinned at Caesar when he finished thinking, planting a kiss on his cheek. He was full of joy, until his grandson's beat up SUV could be seen making its way through the field.

Jotaro climbed out of the car and beckoned for Joseph. The old man stood up with some trouble, bones popping like bubble wrap.

The blonde looked up at him, gaze full of love. "I have to go soon..."

He pulled Caesar into a strong hug, beginning to tear up.

"Gramps, come on- What are you doing?"

"Telling Caesar goodbye. I won't get to see him for a while."

"There... There isn't anyone there."

"Okay, great one funny guy. He's right here."

Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul?

Joseph hugged him tightly one last time before leaving. He wiped the tears from his cheeks as he stood up, bending down to kiss Caesar one last time for the year.

"Goodbye Caesarino, I'll see you next year. I love you. I always will," Joseph muttered shakily before stepping back, watching the grand, marble tombstone lose it's magnificent lustre as Caesar's angelic form disappeared, materializing into golden bubbles before floating away.

Joseph observed how the bubbles floated away before turning to his grandson.

"Let's go home, Jotaro." He began walking toward the car, but just before reaching it, a gust of wind hit him from behind. Joseph whipped around as fast as an old man possibly could. In front of his face sat a large, golden bubble with a replica of Caesar's headband inside. Gingerly, Joseph reached out to grab it, and once in his hands, it popped.

The man let out a choked sob as he held the headband against the side of his face. Immediately he wrapped it around his head and turned his face up toward the sky, smiling.

"Thank you, Caesar. Remember, forever." A couple tears slipped from Joseph's eye as he climbed into the passenger seat.

I know you will, I know you will

"Jotaro, have you ever loved someone? Someone you couldn't have?"

Jotaro gave him a side-glance. "Why are you asking?"

"I just don't want you to make the same mistakes I did," Joseph said, taking a deep breath. "If you love someone, don't let anyone stop you from being together. Please."

Jotaro harshly breathed out of his nose. "I think it's a little too late for me. But what are you even talking about?"

Joseph furrowed his eyebrows and looked out of the window at the passing landscape.

"I fell in love with someone I wasn't allowed to have. We snuck around in secret up until the day-," Joseph closed his mouth and bit his lip, taking deep breaths in.

"Gramps- You don't have to keep going, I think I understand."

"Thank you," Joseph looked over at his grandson. "It still hurts even now... Which is why I'm worried about you-"

"I'm fine." Jotaro quickly shut himself down, he didn't want to talk about his own feelings on the subject. "But are you fine?"

Joseph sighed and touched the replica headband on his head. "I am now."

Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?

Each year on Caesar's birthday, Joseph was there, in the same spot. He talked to him throughout the year but this was the only time he could see him. He picked a bouquet of wildflowers, he sat next to the grave, and kissed the tombstone before he left, promising to be back. The last time he departed however, at the ripe age of 91, he kissed the large marble slab and said, "See you soon, Caesar. I still love you, by the way," before Jotaro walked him back to the car.

Later that year, Joseph Joestar passed away peacefully in his sleep. He woke up in a strange room, where a woman was waiting.

"Oh, finally! Can you tell me your name sweetheart?"

Joseph smiled awkwardly. "J- um- Joseph Joestar... Where am I?"

"The welcoming room for the afterlife! Here is where you would normally be given a place to stay and meet your friends, but I believe you already have a home!"

Joseph furrowed his eyebrows. "Huh?"

"You already have a house! Someone requested you live with them," she smiled.

He shook his head in amazement.

"Are you ready?"

Joseph nodded, a grin covering his restored face. He was 18 again, and he felt amazing.

The woman walked him out of the door and the first people he laid eyes on were the crusaders that had passed.

"Avdol! Polnareff! Kakyoin! Iggy!"

"Who-?" Kakyoin and Polnareff whipped around, but didn't recognize him. Iggy stood still until Avdol charged forward.

"JOSEPH!" The two held onto each other, and once the others realized who he was, they too joined the hug.

"Mr. Joestar! You look so young!"

"Thank you, Kakyoin, you're very kind."

"So you really DID look like that in the 1940s... wow," Polnareff's mouth dropped open in awe as he circled Joseph, who was holding Iggy, trying to get his used to his younger form.

"JOJO! JOJO!"

The crusaders began to look around for Jotaro, yet when they turned back around, Joseph was sprinting full speed at a blonde they had never seen before.

"CAESAR!" Joseph tackled the older man, their lips colliding, and their bodies immediately attaching to each other. They cried tears of joy until they heard a woman's scolding and a man's laughing.

"Joseph! Have some manners!"

"Get a room, lovebirds!"

"G-Granny Erina! Speedwagon!" Joseph got up and ran to them, grinning from ear to ear.

"Jojo, do you wanna see your house?"

Joseph nodded, looking over at the blonde. He waved goodbye to his family before turning his attention back to Caesar. They locked hands and the older man led Joseph through beautiful cobblestone streets and colorful houses before turning into the driveway of a small, light blue house. Caesar opened the door and pulled Joseph in.

"Welcome home," he said, smiling brightly.

"Where- Where do you live?"

Caesar smirked. "That's the thing... you get to deal with me forever~"

"I have no complaints," Joseph laughed, kissing the other softly, running a hand through his blonde hair.

Joseph used to fear dying, but now, he'd rather be dead than anything. There's nothing he would take to leave this place. He was finally where he was meant to be; Caesar's arms. And once again, both have been returned to their original forms, once again young, beautiful, and in love.

#jocaesar #caejose #angst #fluff #jjba #fanfiction #jjba fanfic #joseph x caesar

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junostwistedworld · 2 years ago

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Juno Margolyes Facts/Headcanons

I decided rather than write out the chapters from Juno's point of view, I'd write what I wanted to in one post, and some other random tidbits. Less boring for everyone in the long run.

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In the prologue Juno goes to the Dwarves Mine with the others as a favor for Yuu- she thought they could use someone in their corner... and she might've been avoiding etiquette lessons Vil was giving to the first years. She saw Ace shoot through the air like a bottle rocket from the courtyard and HAD to know what the heck was going on. After that, it seemed like she somehow got dragged into their problems in one way or another. Doesn't play as big of a role as Ace and Deuce, but she helps out on occassion.

In 50 years, the only thing she'll remember about orientation is that Grim set her tail on fire.

The ghosts at Ramshackle make her jittery. Even if they're joking about staying forever, it's unnerving. She prefers to stay on the porch if possible when she goes to visit or drop anything off.

Epel is Juno's brother now if he likes it or not! She sort of... latched onto him once they were settled at NRC, she was five seconds away from having a nervous break down, saw him picking fights, and basically just said 'mine'. Between Vil breathing down his neck, and picking fights with people twice his size, someone needs to keep him from getting squashed, and she's taken the job... She called him pretty the first day they met and he just about skinned her for it. She avoids talking about looks at all costs with him, she'd prefer to keep her head, thank you.

In Chapter 3, Juno thinks Yuu should let everyone squirm a little before they fix it. Teach them a lesson... maybe not Ace, Deuce, and Grim- but some of the others might get some sense knocked into them.

If Juno could pick, she'd choose cats over dogs. No offense, she loves the huskies back home... but they won't sit on her lap and snuggle for hours on end.

Rook freaked her out at first- his obsession with watching others made her uneasy... Now, she just tries to pretend not to notice him when she gets that creeping feeling up the back of her neck. He's harmless right? ... Right?

She tries out for the VDC souly because Ari talked her into it over winter break. She thought it would be the coolest thing if Juno was on national tv, so... Fine. She figured she would actually try. That way she wouldn't be lying when she said she'd given it her all, and if she didn't make the cut- well, it would be a win-win... Except she got picked with the others. So THAT wasn't according to plan, and it just went downhill from there.

Ace teaches her how to play poker... Then he teaches her how to cheat at poker.

Juno's learned to tolerate a lot. She can put up with Sebek's obsession in Malleus, she can even ignore the racist comments. What she can't ignore is him speaking at jet-engine volumes. Her ears can't take it, she always comes away half deaf.

Unique Magic: Beast Call. She can sway animals into doing as she commands- the smaller the animal is, the easier it is to control multiple for longer periods. The larger the animal and the more willful they are, it's much harder. Where she could control a dozen or so little house cats for longer periods, she'd be lucky to keep a hold on an angry bull elephant for more than five or ten minutes. Even with small animals, if they want nothing to do with her, the more magic she has to expend to hold the spell.

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Masterlist

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst oc #twst original character #twst oc juno margolyes #twst headcanons #junostwistedworld

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demoreelrewound · 1 year ago

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On the ~Antagonist(s)~!

Episode 1:

Right at the end - a letter

Dear Donnie Dupré

We represent Swede filmmakers everywhere [...] we saw Be Kind Rewind first [...] we will make you pay [...]

P.S. If our demands are not met, a disaster beyond your imagination will occur!

Episode 2:

Messages on the answering machine.

Mr Dupré, my name is Tom Collins, I represent SWAG.

In case you are wondering, SWAG is the Swede Actors' Guild.

Needless to say, we are pretty awesome! ^_^

But you my friend, are not!

I'm going to assume you received our little letter, and I'm going to assume you've ignored it - well you can't ignore me.

...

I'm assuming you deleted my other message, here's the continuation: YOU CANNOT IGNORE ME!

...

You may have fooled those two buffoons you call actors, but we know better.

Mark my words, there will be no happy ending for you so long as your movie remakes continue - this will be your final warning!

...

Hey baby, just letting you know I got the milk and -- crap, did I just f*cking redial?

Ahem, ahem, just ignore that -- THIS WILL BE YOUR FINAL WARNING!

Episode 3:

No mention.

Episode 4:

First silhouette appearance.

"I have a secret report from within the Guild. Four people have come to our attention regarding a plot that can jeopardise the Swede Actors' Guild. Donnie Dupré and his team have refused our orders to halt their production company, Demo Reel.

While they are still small and unaware of their talent, our analysis indicates there is a danger.

I recommend sending several Guild agents to their location, to stop them, by any means necessary.

The cheap must flow.

Phone call to Tacoma:

Mr Narrows?

Do you like remaking movies?

Are you at home?

And Miss Stone, where is she?

That's all I needed to know...

A car following Tacoma - two masked figures who jump him and pelt him with Swedish pancakes.

Phone call to Rebecca:

Go to the window.

Do you like remaking movies?

Well not for long~! Ooh, is that your spine starting to shiver?

Shit! Just a second. Yo, hey! I got a handicap sticker!

*points gun at Donnie, unclicks safety*

Episode 5:

Silhouette scene

Tom: Donnie Dupré will no longer be a nuisance to us. After my associates picked him up at gunpoint from the airport, they dropped him off in the middle of the woods, where nobody can find him. Let's just say that the troubling nature of Demo Reel, and Donnie Dupré, will no longer be on our radars. *evil laugh*

♤: dude, what's wrong with you?!

Tom: what?

♡: you kidnapped a man at gunpoint and left him to die? That's fucking messed up!

Tom: he, he was threatening our operation :-(

♤: guy, we're Swede filmmakers, we remake films badly, we're not the goddamn mafia!

♡: what are you, a psycho?

Tom: but -- but --

♤: dude, I don't even wanna look at you - the less I'm associated with this, the better

♡: yeah, I'm off to be an Internet reviewer - they're mentally stable

Tom: wait! Wait! Where are you going?! *beat* Does this mean you won't be at the Christmas party?! ;_;

Someone moving in a dark doorway unnoticed by Tacoma who walks past. (After he accidentally insults Rebecca)

Episode 6:

In-person appearance of Tom Collins five minutes before the ending.

I'll be taking that!

I am *fumbles with taking his mask off* Tom Collins, grand leader-master of SWAG! And I believe this is mine!

*draws gun*

*unclicks safety*

"This is your last chance: give up Demo Reel, or face the consequences!"

"Really? Why don't you ask your friend Donnie how crazy I am?"

"Oh he's fine... maybe. -- actually, really don't know where he is -- do you?!"

"You're right, I can't kill anybody -- but there's something I can kill!"

*points gun at SD card in his hand while Quinn just stands there like a lemon*

"Then give up DEMO REEL!"

"You leave me no choice..."

*shoots SD card*

*laughs evilly*

*shuts right up when Fabrizio interrupts*

"What the hell do these people do here..? *shakes thought away* Anyway -- wait. Wasn't there another person?"

*whimpers and cries in pain as Reba whales on him*

"No! Get off, get off!"

"BACK! Get back you girly little bitch!" *gun at Tacoma* "You too!" *gun at Rebecca*

*gun at camer-- I mean Quinn* "You three!"

"Get back! You may have won this round, but the battle is far from over you hear me? The battle's---"

*jumps back once he notices Donnie*

*gets punched, groans on the floor*

*gets up and tries to run away, whimpers, gets pushed back by an emerging Karl*

"Oh god!" (I think? Maybe?)

*whimpers and groans as Karl kicks his ass, and as he is able to get up and Karl takes his gun, and as he gives him one last kick*

#{original reel}#tom collins demo reel #{from the blogger}

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fxckmiup · 3 years ago

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𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 ♤♞

Genre: ♤ Angst || ♞ Hurt & Comfort

Warnings: None just angst.

Pairing: Natasha x Female Reader

Summary: Natasha ends up betraying you for a mission.

Words: 2,102

Navigation || Natasha’s Masterlist || Taglist

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I walk into my house dropping my keys in the bowl sitting on top of a drawer by the front door. I pause for a second feeling the presence of another person in my home, I close the door sighing quietly.

I turn the lights on and make my way over to the living room, "you know I can get you arrested for breaking and entering."

"I'd like to see you try."

"Fury what are you doing here?" I cross my arms over my chest staring at the man with an eye patch sitting on my couch.

He gets up and clears his throat, "I need your help."

I chuckle dryly narrowing my eyes at him, "after I unwillingly helped you the last time, you're here asking me to help you again? You're wasting your time and you know it. "

"I wouldn't be here if I had any other choice and you know it."

"I don't care. I said no. So do me a favor and leave me the hell alone and never show up ever again." I make my way to the front door to open it for him but what he said next stopped me in my tracks, "it's your parents."

I turn around slowly before looking him straight in his eye, "what do you mean my parents?"

"They escaped," he starts but I cut him off before he can continue.

"They escaped?! Oh, this is rich!" To say I'm pissed was an understatement, "So what? Everything that you and the team had put me through, the pain, the betrayal, the everything had been flushed down the toilet because you can't keep hold of your own prison?"

"HYDRA worked on one hell of a prison break to get them out," I scoff at his excuse shaking my head.

After a moment of silence, I finally gave in, "fine."

I can tell that he was shocked to hear me agree so quickly but he quickly fixed his face to cover it up. He picks up a file and tries to hand it to me, "aren't you going to read the briefing first?"

"I'll read that in the Quinjet assuming that you already have one running and waiting for us outside." I turn around and head over opening the door and turn back to look at him, "well are you coming?"

He purses his lips together and walks over to me, I grab my keys after he walks out and I lock the door before following him. He leads me to an open field a few houses down from mine and there I see the Quinjet parked.

As we walk closer to the Quinjet, the ramp opens down revealing the rest of the avengers waiting anxiously and all their faces turned shocked for a second after seeing me.

I walk inside with Fury and once the ramp closes Steve breaks the awkward silence, "Y/n -"

"It's Y/L/N to you. I'm here on business and business only," I cut him off before yanking the briefing file from Fury and walking past Steve bumping his shoulders. Before I can make it to a chair Tony stops me by handing me a duffel bag, "your suit."

I stop for a few seconds staring at the duffel bag before I take it from him and walk over to the furthest side of the Quinjet to change into my suit. After changing I took a seat on the only seat that's available and started reading through the briefing.

The more I read through the briefing, the angrier I got. I've done this before, fight against my parents to imprison them. I was tricked into helping the team and to say I felt betrayed after was an understatement. I slam the file shut groaning not caring that everyone can hear me clearly, I run my hands down my face, I hate this so much.

After hours of flying, Cap calls us to the middle of the Quinjet for, I don't know, a team huddle? Natasha puts the jet on autopilot to join the group. I stare at Cap while he talks completely avoiding everyone else who keeps glancing at me, especially Natasha.

"Y/l/n, Wanda, you're with me. Stark, Rhodes, and Vision secure the perimeter. Barton and Romanoff follow behind us three. Hulk, smash," Cap finishes and Clint goes to the front of the jet to land the Quinjet.

...

Hours later we're all back in the Quinjet with two additional people cuffed to metal racks near the back of the jet. This time around I sat closer to the front of the jet trying to get away from the prisoners at the back all the while everyone else is sitting around the jet while it's on autopilot.

The two at the back haven't stopped talking since we left the now destroyed HYDRA base and I'm trying my best to block them out but my patience is wearing thin.

"Oh precious daughter, I can't believe you betrayed your parents once again," my father stated.

"After The Avengers did you so dirty, you still helped them anyway," my mother continued and this time she got every single person in the jet to shut up and listen. "Is this love? I thought your love and loyalty to these fake friends of yours came crashing down."

"That was always your weakness growing up. You trusted way too easily. You let your guard down to every single person who showed you some type of kindness. It will be the death of you Y/n."

"Tell me Y/n, how does it feel when Natasha Romanoff lured you in, make you believe she was in love with you for months, just to find out that was her mission all along together with the rest of your phony team?" and that was the straw that broke the camel's back.

Third Person POV

Y/n shot up from her seat charging to her parents, everyone staying clear of her way not wanting to be caught in the middle. Y/n wraps her hand tightly around her father's throat, "shut up," she growled at the man.

"Oh come on honey, I'm just stating facts, right? Tell me Y/n! How does it feel to be betrayed by the person you called, the love of your life?! You're foolish to actually believe her! Foolish to believe all of them!" Y/n's fingers wrapped tighter at every word her father spat out. Y/n's eyes glowed bright orange and orange rays started to make their way through the cracks of Y/n's fingers that are wrapped around her father's neck.

"Y/l/n, stand down," Fury steps in afraid to witness murder right at this moment.

Y/n lets go of her father's neck, her eyes going back to normal, the glow from her hands disappearing, and only a slight glow of orange running through her veins was left as she turns her back on her parents facing the avengers with her eyes trained on the ground.

"I remember when you had dinner with us and you announced that you had bought a ring that day. An engagement ring for the black widow. You were going to ask her to marry you and I told you that wasn't a good idea. But you were too blinded to see and now look at you." Y/n's father says with a monotone voice as he stares at the back of his daughter's head.

Everyone in the jet was shocked by the new information that they had just heard. They all looked at Natasha who had tears in the brim of her eyes as she stares at Y/n.

Natasha Romanoff was raised to believe that love was for children, but Y/n changed that for her. The redhead admits that the reason for her interest in Y/n, in the beginning, was because of the mission she was given. Her mission was to get Y/n to be with her so they had access to her parents that had run HYDRA in secret.

Though throughout their time together, real feelings started to evolve from Natasha. As more time passes those feelings grew to love and before she knew it the secret of their mission blew upon their faces.

Y/n's face, when she had learned what Natasha's intentions were, was a face that the assassin can never get rid of. She had tried her best to convince Y/n that her intentions may have been different in the start but everything that followed after was real.

Unfortunately, the trust they had was already shattered and Y/n couldn't bear to listen to her explanation.

"You were going to propose?" Natasha says above a whisper but everyone heard her loud and clear.

After a few seconds of silence, Y/n takes a deep breath and harshly swallows, "it doesn't matter what I was going to do."

Y/n turns in her heels to walk back towards the front of the Quinjet but Natasha grabs her wrist stopping her, "Y/n please."

"What do you want from me, Natasha? You want me to tell you that I was going to propose to you? Fine. Yes, I was. I was going to propose to you. I got the damn ring for you. I was going to propose to you once we got back from the mission but thank god I saw your true colors and intentions during the mission before I even asked the question." Y/n spits out at her.

Natasha’s grip on Y/n's wrist tightens, afraid that if she lets go of her wrist she'll disappear. She can't have Y/n leave, not again.

"Y/n I did love you. Y/n I loved you. I do love you," she sobs out.

"Natasha don't."

"No Y/n listen to me," Natasha continues and tightens her grip on Y/n's wrist a little more. "Yes, I was given that mission but once I got to know you my mission was forgotten in my head. Whatever I said and whatever happened between us during our relationship were all true. My feelings for you were real, my love for you was real. My love for you is still here and it's real. I was dumb, I should have told you about my mission once I started having feelings for you. That's something I can never apologize enough for and I will apologize every single day for the rest of my life. I need you to understand that I do love you Y/n. Fine, don't believe anything else I say but I need you to believe me when I say I love you. I need you to believe me when I say I am in love with you and I will do anything for you." Natasha pours out what she's been holding onto for a while now.

Y/n stares into Natasha's eyes trying to detect any lies but she couldn't find any. She scans the redhead's face and notices the vulnerability throughout her entire face along with her body language. Y/n was going through a battle in her head, her mind telling her to walk away but her heart was telling her to stay and believe Natasha.

"You don't get to do this Natasha," she tries to sound firm but her voice betrays her as it comes out as a whisper.

"Y/n, look me straight in the eyes right now and tell me you don't love me," Natasha pushes and takes Y/n’s other hand.

"I can't do that," Y/n admits, "And why is that?" Natasha asks.

"Because then I'd be lying and I hate lying," Y/n answers, "but I can't do this," she finishes.

"Why? Why can't you?" Natasha begs. "Are you really asking me that Natasha?" Y/n asks in disbelief.

"I will do anything and I will wait until you are ready," Natasha says confidently through the tears that are now flowing freely out of her eyes.

"Natasha," Y/n starts but the redhead cuts her off by grabbing the collar of her shirt and smashing their lips together.

Y/n freezes when she feels Natasha's lips on hers but quickly melts into the salty kiss. The kiss was filled with so many emotions and both their tears quickly merged into one but they didn't care.

The redhead was first to pull away breathlessly and sobs out in a desperate whisper, "please just tell me there's still a chance for us, even just a slight chance. Please. I can't lose you. Not again."

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taglist: @nooshe @nats-dreamland

#natasha romanoff masterlist #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff angst #this hurts #how dare you

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otptings · 3 years ago

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Experience

♤Idol; Jeonghan

♤Requested; Yesssss

♤Word Count ; 4.7k+

♤Genre; Best Friend to FWBs

♤Warnings; drinking, thigh riding, degradation, unprotected sex, marking, possessiveness, soft!Dom jeonghan, multiple orgasms, squirting, ambiguous feeling realization

♤Synopsis; After a lot of bruising to Jeonghan's pride he decides to show everyone that he doesn't need experience to please someone.

♤A/n; I had a lot of fun with this, it was kinda fire in my head. But writing this in a hotel room directly beside my mom while she was sleeping was kinda awkward but I hope you enjoy this and that it was everything and more that you wanted. Thank you for requesting it means a lot to me 🦦

“What are you doing here?” Jeonghan only pushed past you, walking straight to your kitchen. “Well make yourself at home I guess.” You sarcastically stated to the air in front of you before closing the door, turning around to follow him, catching him just in time to see beer he had snagged from your fridge.

“And you just help yourself to my beer, I guess.” Jumping up on the island counter you watched Jeonghan expertly open it - some random trick he had picked up from the last frat party Seungcheol had dragged you to - and take a big swig before swirling the amber liquid around the bottle. “What’s wrong? This isn’t normal for you”

Another swig accompanied with a sigh and him running his hands through his hair, the wing of his butterfly tattoo - a matching tattoo you got one drunken night, psa don’t play pool with Vernon and Dino - barely hidden underneath his sleeve.

“Failed a test, so now my A has dropped down to a C+.”

“That’s it?” A pointed glare in your direction while you rolled your eyes at his dramatics. Out of the 14 of y’all in the friend group Wonwoo, Jeonghan, and Seungkwan were the smartest with Jeonghan and Seungkwan constantly fighting for 2nd and 3rd. Dk, Hoshi, and you were just happy to be passing with steady C’s.

“That’s not it you know Seungkwan is going to lord this over my head. I can’t deal with his annoying ass gloating that his grades are higher than mine.” Shaking your head you jumped off the counter snatching the beer bottle from him and taking a sip at it, scrunching your face up at the bitter taste.

“Give that back, I had a bad day. I need it.” Jeonghan went to grab it but you held it out his reach, placing your hand against his chest, trying to ignore the muscles hidden underneath his colorful sweater that you had brought him for Christmas during your freshman year.

“You wouldn’t drink like this only for a bad grade, even with the threat of Seungkwan being annoying. What’s really up?” Jeonghan ran his hand through his hair. Opening his mouth but closing it when he saw the determined look on your face, knowing that whatever lie he was going to tell was surely going to fall through.

“Me and some of the boys were talking.” A pause in his story as his eyes scan over your face, checking that you’re listening. “And they had a lot to say about my lack of experience.” You raised an eyebrow questioningly, subconsciously taking another sip of the awful cheap beer.

“Experience?”

“With sex.” You choked on the beer, trying to prevent the laugh from bubbling out of you. Even after looking at Jeonghan’s annoyed face you could only allow another round of laughter to leave you.

“You? No experience?” Jeonghan’s jaw was set, not seeing the hilarity in the situation, only remembering his embarrassment and bright cheeks in the moment of the conversation, the awful feeling of annoyance when he got his test back, a big fat F written on the corner of it. Now you’re laughing along with them? There was only so much bruising to his pride that Jeonghan could allow and this was the last straw.

Jeonghan grabbed the beer bottle from you, chugging the last of the beer before placing it safely behind him on the counter. You were still too busy laughing at what he told you, even though it truly wasn’t that funny, just something about it seemed to tickle you. Maybe it’s because you were running on 3 hours of sleep, had an essay due in 2 days, or that this was about your extremely pretty best friend that seemed to have girls hitting on him left in right. The thought of Jeonghan having no experience was quite laughable, you knew for a fact that he had some experience if the hickeys covering his neck over the halloween party were anything to go by.

Jeonghan moved as fast as lightning when he cornered you against the counter, your laughter got caught in your chest as you realized he was only mere inches away from you. You could smell the scent of the beer that you both had been drinking, and could feel his breath ghosting over your lip. His hands made their home on your hips and you could feel your heart threatening to beat out of your chest. You glanced down at his lips before meeting his eyes.

“What’s so funny?” You opened your mouth, but your throat went dry. Only random sputtering leaving your mouth. “You don’t think I have experience?” Shaking your head you placed your hand back on his chest, attempting to push him back but he only grabbed your wrist and pinned it back to your side.

“What’s. So. Funny.” You shook your head again, a whimper leaving your mouth as his hand tightened against your hip, the other still holding your wrist. Something flashed over Jeonghan’s face, and he quickly pulled himself away. Running his hand through his hair before heading down your hallway, a door closing behind him.

“What the fuck was that?” You had half a mind to go chase after him, and you couldn’t stop yourself from doing just that. Knocking on the guest room door where he had locked himself in.

“Jeonghan open the door.” You were met only with the sound of silence, a groan leaving your mouth before you braced yourself against the door, reaching up to try and grab the spare key over the doorway. As soon as your fingers brushed over the key, the door opened. Sending you stumbling directly into Jeonghan’s arms. His arms wrapped around your waist, keeping you flush against his chest.

“Hi?” Jeonghan helped you to your feet before retreating further back into the bedroom, flopping down on the bed.

“What the fuck was that in the kitchen?” Jeonghan still refused to talk, throwing his arm over his eyes to block the light instead.

“Jeonghan, are you really that upset?” You walked closer to the bed, ignoring your instincts that told you to leave the room, and get as far away from him as possible. “If you’re that embarrassed over having no experience it’s okay?” A grunt was your only response but you took that as a good sign, he was at least acknowledging your existence. “It’s okay to be a virgin.” You gingerly reached out to Jeonghan but he sat up quickly at your choice of words, grabbing your hips and pulling into his lap.

“Repeat that.” There was a fire in his eyes and tone that made you want to shrink into yourself. How had this afternoon gotten so crazy? You were only supposed to procrastinate on your essay and homework, not be stuck trying to fix your friendship - problems? - instead of watching Netflix.

“It’s okay to be a virgin.” Jeonghan smirked at your tone, so quiet it was almost nonexistent. His hands moved from your waist down to your thighs, running his fingers over the inseam of your sweatpants.

“Who said I was a virgin?” Your stuttering only made him smirk more, his fingers playing over the surprisingly thin cotton fabric. Fingers dancing higher up, causing your stuttering to rise in volume before dying down when they slid closer to your knee.

“I d-didn’t mean a virgin per say you were saying no experience and I just assumed, which I shouldn’t have, assuming is very rude and i’m sorry but i-.” Jeonghan repositioning you cut you off mid sentence, him slotting his thigh perfectly between your legs.

“We were talking about being a dom. Most girls that I sleep with are drunken one night stands. But I told them that I knew someone who would let me dom them.” Your brain started working over time, realizing what he was inferring and your eyes grew wide as you stared at him. This is Jeonghan. Your best friend for the last 4 years of college, who you were graduating with in only one more semester. The one who you couldn’t deny was impossibly attractive, especially after convincing you to cut and dye his long brown hair to a bright blond, but you’d never thought of him sexually.

“Me?” Another smirk toyed at Jeonghan’s lips when your voice cracked, the fire never dimming in his eyes. A slight nod and you felt your heart beating out of your chest again, this time out of nerves and slight excitement.

“Yes, you. I know you perfectly. I know that you’ll only drink coconut water when you’re stressed, your favorite food when you’re sad is cheesy fried chicken and ramen, and I know that you’re a poor little pillow princess that’s never been satisfied by any guy you’ve slept with on campus.”

Heat rose in your cheeks remembering all of the talks you’ve had about your sex life over the years, all the times you hung upside down off his couch whining about the guys you’ve slept with, constantly being disappointed over their lack of foreplay and non enjoyable dick size, along with their awful untimed strokes you’ve never finished due to another guy on campus. Jeonghan knew all of this because he’d be right beside you, nursing off his hangover or trying to watch a random Youtube video that he had put on to drown out your complaints.

“So this could benefit the both of us. I could get some experience being a dom, and you could get actual pleasurable sex.” You played with your fingers, thinking it over. His request was very tempting, but you couldn’t look past the fact that this was your best friend. Jeonghan placed his fingers under your chin, tilting it up so that you were making eye contact.

“If you don’t want to, we don’t have to. I wouldn’t push you into something like this.” That seemed to solidify it actually. This was your best friend, who would never hurt you in any way you didn’t like. He knew a majority of your kinks - they’re so easy to spill after a shots of shitty jungle juice - and has heard about everything you hate from sex. This is the best person possible to please you, and he would never make you feel uncomfortable.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?” A teasing smirk on his lips again, god why was that smirk so enticing?

“You know what I’m talking about.” Jeonghan’s grip on your chin tightened, forcing you to wince slightly.

“When you’re with me I want full answers. Understand?” A quiet yes left your mouth, and he tsked, shaking his head.

“Baby girl you’re already off to a bad start. I’ll let it slide since this is your first time not being a pillow princess.” The way that he said ‘pillow princess’ made you burn with embarrassment. “This is what we’re going to do. Since you’re so pretty, and this is your first time with me you’re going to ride my thigh. Just like this. Is that okay?” His voice dropped off towards the end, tone turning into something a little more comforting. A tone that said you could opt out any time, if you said that you were uncomfortable then he would stop instantly.

This was more than okay.

“Yes.” The smirk dropped off of Jeonghan’s face and he leaned in, brushing your lips together, a quick teasing motion that made you whine.

“You’re so needy, hm?” An overly enthusiastic nod from you was the only answer that he needed.

“Get to riding then.” He pulled away from you, another whine building in your throat but you swallowed it. Embarrassment flooded you again as you realized how vulnerable your position was. Jeonghan leaned back comfortably against the headboard, hands placed loosely on your hips as he stared at you expectantly. You slowly placed your hands on his shoulder, just sitting there not knowing quite how you should start.

“Need some help baby?” Another slow head nod, and his hands tightened around your waist. The embarrassment started to come back but didn’t have time to actually settle before he was grinding you down against his thigh, your body tensing from the abrupt pressure against your clit, biting your lip to hold back the moan that threatened to come out. This was nothing like you’ve imagined, or even expected in the short 15 minutes since he’s entered your apartment. Watching the veins in his arms pop as he helps you move against his thigh, the concentrated expression on his face, the random smile that pops up after an accidental moan slips out from your lips. You thought that when he barged in you were just going to talk a little, vent about school or classwork, not ride his thigh and attempt to stop yourself from cumming too soon at the sight that was your bestfriend purposefully focused on making you cum.

“You’re so needy you don’t even need my help.” You were so deep into your thoughts that you hadn’t realized he had let you go and you were grinding by yourself. You couldn’t be bothered to be embarrassed by his smug tone when it felt so good. You tightened your grip on his shoulder when you felt your panties bunch up in the right position to add more friction against your clit. It still wasn’t enough combined with your sweatpants adding another layer between his jeans. But his expression of pleasure while watching you get off on his knee added what you were missing, and you bit your lip painfully hard trying to not moan too loudly.

“So desperate grinding against my thigh. I bet you’d get off just like this huh? All over my thigh. You don’t even need my dick do you?” This was new. Very, very, very new. And almost overwhelming pleasure. You couldn’t hold back the loud moan that slipped, dropping your head to rest on his shoulder as you continued to move your hips harshly against his thigh.

“You’re not allowed to cum. I want you to hold it until I tell you too.” You nodded your head, too focused on the pressure on your clit. Your breathing came out harsh, just from riding his thigh through three layers of clothing. Another moan as he bounced his leg, causing you to jolt and squeeze his shoulders tighter, desperately trying to ignore the building orgasm.

“Aw, is my little baby close?” Squeezing your eyes tightly you nodded, the teasing tone in his voice too obvious. “You’re already going to cum off my thigh. Such a cute lil slut. I’ve never seen you this desperate. Am I the only one that’s ever made you ride their thigh?” You nodded again but he wasn’t accepting it. Tilting your head to force you to look at him.

“Speak slut. You’re already breaking the rules, it's like you never want to cum huh?”

“No no. Nobody’s made me do this, you’re the first.” Jeonghan let out a harsh laugh at your tone, desperation bleeding through your rushed speaking.

“And you really thought that I was a virgin. I shouldn’t let you cum at all for that comment.” Another shake of your head, as his hands went back to your hips, gripping them tightly as he sped up your pace.

“Please.” You almost didn’t recognize yourself, your voice wobbly and desperate.

“Aw, are you going to cry? I didn’t realize that sluts cried over anything other than dick.” You tried to disagree but you couldn’t ignore that tears were pricking at your eyes, just wanting to cum but not having his permission, and not wanting to experience anything that could be worse than this teasing. “Such a pretty slut though, be even prettier after I make you cry. Maybe I’ll make you only my slut, make it so that no one else can please you like I can.”

You only let out a whine at his words, still working your hips the best you could with his bruising grip on your waist. He was going to let you cum just because of the sight in front of him. Listening to your quiet whines and moans, feeling your knee pressing against his hardening cock, but he couldn’t ignore how enticing it would be to make you cry on his dick. So he begrudgingly stopped your hips, ignoring the whimpers that you let out.

“Strip for me.” You lifted your head up just looking at him, his blond hair hanging in front of his eyes that were hooded. “Don’t make me tell you again.” You quickly moved from his lap, feeling a little awkward as you took off your clothes under the watchful eye of Jeonghan, brushing his hair off his face to get a better look. Tossing your shirt across the room before pulling your sweatpants down slowly, feeling a little insecure.

“Hurry up. I can hear your thoughts. I know you’re overthinking. We can always stop.” Quickly shaking your head you let your sweatpants pool on the ground at your feet, before making your way back to Jeonghan straddling him. His hands were like magnets in the way they were constantly attached to your hips. “Are you sure you’re comfortable with this? I would never push you to do anything.”

“I want to do this. I just get a little insecure and in my own head.” His hand came up to cup your cheek, before leaning in and finally connecting your lips for the first time despite it being a quick peck.

“Relax. I promise I’ll take care of you.” He connected your lips again, and this time you fully leaned into it.

You can’t say that Jeonghan was the best kiss you’ve ever had - too rushed at first, and that title resides with your boyfriend from senior year who despite his absolute b.o. knew how to kiss well enough - but the way that you perfectly complemented each other he was quickly moving up the ranks. Where you were needy, desperate to feel his lips on yours, he was steady, casual enough that you knew this wasn’t his first time doing something like this -aka no virgin - but the way they were pressing against yours also showed that he was just as excited as you. Jeonghan was just better at hiding it.

Pulling away Jeonghan flipped your positions so that you were underneath him.

“When did you get so strong?” A smug laugh, before he pushed his hair out of his eyes.

“Since I started going to the gym with Mingyu and Wonwoo.” Jeonghan sat up and wriggled out of his extraordinarily skinny jeans, before pulling his shirt off, revealing a firm chest and abs that had your mouth watering. Jeonghan was surprisingly fit underneath the pastel cardigans and sweaters he wore on a daily basis, and along with his pretty blond hair that always seemed to revert to a natural position over his eyes you wouldn’t mind seeing this sight again.

“Yea they need to close the gyms.” Jeonghan laughed before connecting your lips, his hands moving smoothly against your sides, while your arms wrapped around his neck pulling him down closer to you, keeping your chests pressed together. You could Jeonghan smirk into the kiss, in response you bit down on his bottom lip, causing a groan to leave his mouth and his hips to press harder against your own. Your mouth opened as you gasped, allowing his tongue to slide in and lick inside of your mouth.

It wasn’t hard to get brought back to the edge, especially with the way that Jeonghan’s tongue fought with yours, the taste of him licking into your mouth. Not to mention his hands that were gliding up your sides, cupping your breasts gently, before rolling his thumbs over your nipples, along with his hard cock pressing against your soaking cunt, the only barrier between the two of you being his boxers that he had yet to remove. With so many different stimulants you were close to the edge already. Jeonghan pulled away trying to catch your breaths between the bouts of intense kissing, his hands squeezing your breasts harshly causing a gasp to leave your mouth.

“Please Hannie. I need you.” You found the key apparently, because after saying his nickname - reserved only for you - he was quickly removing his boxers, and rubbing his cockhead over your clit, your juices coating the tip which helped the slide as he pushed into your awaiting hole that’s been dripping and clenching helplessly around nothing for over an hour.

You could’ve waited 100 years and nothing would’ve prepared you for the feeling of being stretched open, almost split in two as Jeonghan slowly pushed into you, breaching your hole in a way that not one person in all of your one night stands was able to. As he bottomed out you felt yourself tense up, feeling him reach places inside of you that have never been touched before, and by the looks of it he was feeling the same level of astonishment. His lip was pulled between his teeth harshly, his hands gripping your waist in an attempt to be patient, and not give you time to adjust.

“Fuck.” One quiet murmur that the both of you could agree to, and you still don’t truly know which one of you said it, because after it was said Jeonghan started to slowly thrust in you, and everything else seemed to fall into place. Your fingers dug into his shoulders as he set a pace, his thick head brushing over your g spot with every thrust, if he was even a couple inches bigger he’d be hitting your cervix spot on. Both of your breathy moans filled the room, accompanied with the occasional slut, and whore leaving his mouth which caused the fire in your stomach to relight.

“Hannie. Faster.” You could only barely rasp it out, but he complied all the same, lifting your hips up some so that he was now fucking into you at an almost inhuman pace, his snapping against yours while his balls smacked against your ass, his hands having a bruising grip on your waist. It was all you could do to not cum instantly, hearing the sounds as his hips met yours, and hearing how wet you were, actually being able to feel your wetness dripping down your thighs, his thighs were surely soaked from it.

“Look at the little slit now. Scratching my back.” At his statement you realized that you were digging your nails into his back, he was sure to have crescent shaped marks there in the morning. “And you’re sucking me in so well. Just like the greedy slut I knew you were.” You moaned at that statement, knowing that everything he said was true.

“Y-yes. Greedy, s’ greedy.” Jeonghan laughed cruelly as he squeezed your hips tighter, angling his thrusts to hit your g spot straight on. Your toes curled as you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer to you, forcing him to continuously press against that spongy mass inside of you that had your seeing stars.

“Aw the little slut’s just sucking me in now. Was I not giving you enough? Maybe I should stop.” Tears started to prick at your eyes, shaking your head quickly out of fear that he would actually stop. Not when you were so close to your orgasm. His fingers dug into your side, and with one last thrust you felt your orgasm hit you full force, like a wave knocking you completely off of your feet and taking your breath away. Your eyes squeezed shot at the feeling of electricity running through you. After several seconds you opened your eyes and saw a smug looking Jeonghan looking down at you, his lower abs covered in your orgasm.

“Who knew a virgin could make your squirt.” You felt your face burn at the mention of your earlier assumption. He had definitely proved you wrong. His hand slid from your waist up to your throat, squeezing it lightly as he leaned over you. With the look in his eye you realized that he actually wasn’t satisfied, anger simmering underneath, and you realized his cock was still inside of you, and still just as hard.

“You gave you permission to cum though?” You whimpered as he started to thrust into you, a tear sliding down your cheek as overstimulation set in. “If you want me to stop, I'll stop at any time okay?” The comforting tone was a big contrast to the hand that was currently gripping your throat. You nodded your head before spreading your legs more, a sign that he could keep going. Jeonghan’s grip on your throat tightened, and he adopted the brutal pace he had set mere moments ago. You felt as if you were on fire, your thighs shaking from the lack of a break, and the way his cock dragged against your walls was almost painful.

“I knew I could break you. Knew i could get you to cry off my cock.” He squeezed your throat harshly, only for a second before he removed it and traced your lips with his thumb. You opened your mouth, gratefully accepting it as he continued to thrust into you, slowing the pace opting instead to make every stroke hit deeper and deeper. You swirled your tongue around his thumb, keeping your watery eyes on him, how his blond hair was matting together from sweat, hanging over his face so that you could see him perfectly. The way that he bit his lip as he stared at you, watching his eyes sweep over your body. Allowing your own eyes to wander downwards, and seeing the way that his cock disappeared into you, covered in a white coating that was definitely from your creaming.

Another whimper left your mouth as you felt your orgasm fastly approaching, with the view of your best friend looking like a sex god, you could definitely feel a second orgasm threating to come.

“Such a pretty slut though. Never knew a slut who needed two orgasms to be satisfied.” Your eyes started to flutter shut as you desperately tried to hold it until he gave you permission. Not wanting to disappoint him twice. “I think I’ll definitely make you my slut. Your cunt’s squeezing me so tightly, I don’t think I can let anyone else fuck you.” Jeonghan groaned at you tightening around him, feeling his own orgasm quickly approaching.

“My little slut. All mine. Cum again, I know you want to.” Quickening his pace Jeonghan leant down close to your ear, feeling your nails dragging down his back, “I knew I could ruin you.” With those last words your second orgasm hit you, a weak moan on your lips as your eyes rolled, your back arching off the bed to press against Jeonghan’s chest. Feeling your walls seizing around him, Jeonghan quickly pulled off, stroking himself to completion and releasing on your inner thighs.

“So pretty.” He wouldn’t admit it but he felt a sense of pride seeing you covered in his marks and cum. Jeonghan’s thumb rubbed over your thigh, just missing his cum as he sat up to go get you a rag, a ritual he had done for you multiple times during your yearly sick week, but never imagined he would be able to do after making you cum multiple times. Jeonghan pushed his hair back while waiting for the water to warm, thinking about how he might’ve just potentially fucked up everything, especially knowing that he couldn’t let this be a one time thing.

After wringing out two rags to make sure they were damp, he walked back into the room, chuckling quietly to see you sleeping in the same position he had left you. After wiping all of the cum and sweat off of you he threw the rags into your hamper he redressed you opting to put his own shirt on you - he liked to tell himself that it was out of convenience but he truly just wanted to see you wearing his own clothes - and threw his sweatpants back on, before laying in bed beside you. Pulling you closer to him so your head was resting on his chest.

Jeonghan couldn’t deny the fact that his heart fluttered at you cuddling closer to him, whimpering when he moved to pull the blanket over the two of you, and hearing the happy hum when he laid back beside you. Jeonghan knew that he had fucked up, but hey, at least you knew he was experienced.

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