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hearts4chriss · 1 year ago

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𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍.

𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬!𝐁𝐒𝐅! 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐱 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬!𝐏𝐎𝐂 𝐛𝐬𝐟

prompt by this request: "chris getting jealous bc his bsf seems flirty with matt so he confesses his feelings and it ends with smuttttt”

contains: HELLA SMUTTT, Chris confessing his feelings, mad jealous Chris, dom!chris, suggestive, “flirting” w Matt??, Chris and yours first kiss, choking, spanking, degrading names (slut, whore yktv), MUCH dumification, use of pet names (mama, baby, sweetheart, good girl, pretty girl, sweet girl ), stomach bulge!, flashbacks of Chris fantasizing about you, overstimulation, cream pie, squirting, Chris having a massive cock obviously, missionary, slight m!oral, aftercare as always!! Heavy ( bath tg, praising, concerned!chris reassurance

a/n- this has been sitting in my drafts for a while so here it is

For years, since we were kids. I’ve always had a huge crush on my bestfriend.

I couldn’t get over her no matter how hard I tried and it grew more and more especially since she lives in LA now and we see her almost everyday.

It got worse. So bad. I needed her

I remember seeing her in an orange bikini complimenting her gorgeous features. The way the bottoms hugged her curves making her ass pop out was enough to make me finish in my pants.

She was gorgeous, I wanted to have her badly but it was Nearly impossible fo get her alone.

Especially with Matt around. It pissed me off when I’d see them laughing together or making tiktoks.

That’s my girl

I remember sitting in my room scrolling on instagram when I got the notification she posted on her story

Fuck she looked so good.

the way the grey shorts hugged her ass just how I liked, she looked so gorgeous too.

I, unintentionally started palming myself through my sweats.

I couldn’t help it she had such an affect on me.

I pulled my sweats down revealing my boxers with a wet spot where my tip was.

“Shit”. I groan pulling them down fully as my dick slapped against my stomach begging to be touched, wishing it was her hand and not mine.

I began to stroke myself with shaky hands imagining it was her lips wrapped around me and I throw my head back against the pillows as my mind wandered

She was irresistible, I had to have her.

We always had a flirty thing going on and I didn’t think it would get this far.

Until…

Today was on of those days where I was in the kitchen leaning on the counter drinking a Pepsi pretending to watch TV as I listen to her faint giggles as her and my fucking brother watched TV.

I felt my hand tighten around the can as I saw how close they were, knowing he didn’t like her but I didn’t care. I wanted her all too myself.

I sighed throwing my can out coming up with an idea to figure out a way to get her for me.

Matt and nick going to get food.

“hey Matt, wanna go get some food? Y/n likes this Chinese place it’s about an hour away, nick prob wants to go”. I say smiling with a cocky grin and he rolls his eyes.

“Okay fine I’ll be back in like 4 fucking hours nick let’s go!”. Matt tells and Nick comes downstairs.

“Y/n, you’re so lucky we love you”. Nick says sarcastically and they walk out the house but fuck something about the way Matt looked at her before he left just made me more pissed off.

“Chris?”. I stand up adjusting my shorts as the grey material rolled up my ass and my tank top hugged around my tits the watching Chris’s eyes wander.

“What the fuck are you trying to do to me”. Chris mutters into my ear, his hand wrapping around my neck and my breath hitches.

“W-what are you talking about?”. I shudder as his blue eyes pour into mine with an unhappy expression giving me a pity laugh.

“Flirting with my brother in front of me? Seriously?! Is it not obvious how much I want you?”. Chris confessed his nose touching mine making me gulp, my thighs closing together accidentally.

There was no doubt Chris was attractive but hell if I knew he liked me shit I’d probably let him fuck me or something.

“You? Want me?” I said slightly confused and utterly shocked and he takes a deep breath.

“you have no fucking idea how much I want you, and I have no problem showing him that your my girl”. Chris gave me a sly smile picking me up by my ass carrying me downstairs to his room.

“C-Chris wait-“. I was cut off by him kissing me and I melt into his touch. His hands grip my ass tighter making me gasp, his tongue massaging mine as I moan into the kiss.

“Strip”. He demands standing me up and I tilt my head. And he gives me those eyes and immediately comply beginning to peal of my clothes leaving me in a matching set of orange. Chris’s favourite colour.

“Fuck ma you look so pretty..all for me right?” He asks his hands playing with my bra strap making my panties dampen.

“Yes Chris- all for you”. I match his gaze and he smirked pushing me on the bed as I scooted back leaving him room to climb above me.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to fuck you”. Chris leaves a soft kiss to my cheek practically ripping my panties off me and I squirm.

“Chris! I liked those!”. I whine and he rolls his eyes pulling down his sweatpants and boxers in one movement and his thick, and painfully hard cock springs out hitting his stomach and my heart beat picks up

how the fuck was that supposed to fit inside me?

Chris took in my nervous expression and let out a soft laugh placing his hands on my thighs

“Spread ur legs for me”. He taps my legs and I spread them apart revealing my wet pussy, the arousal glistening on my inner thighs.

he runs a finger along my slit and I jolt slightly at the sudden sensation.

“shit- ur so wet, did i make you like this? Or was it my brother”. Chris asked tilting his head, his jawn clenched ans my breath hitched as he continued moving his finger.

“No answer? Guess I’ll fuck the answer out of you”. Chris pressed my legs against my chest before slamming his cock deep inside me, stretching me out painfully I almost couldn’t take it.

“f-fuck Chris! T-too much!”. I stutter trying to push his hand away but he quickly slaps it away, using my legs as leverage to begin pounding my inside me.

Chris didn’t give me time to adjust to his large size, tears already forming on my eyes from the pleasure.

“shit- your pussy feels so good, better than I’ve imagined”. He let out a deep groan watching how my pussy sucked him in, Chris’s hips driving into mine as I squint my eyes shut.

“Already becoming a mess on my cock? Should’ve kept matt here so he could see how much of slut you are for me”. Chris grips my neck angling his hips to thrust deeper and I squeal, my eyes meeting with his blues, an electric feeling shooting through me.

He wouldn’t let up his pace, his cock plunging into my tight hole as the pain turned to pleasure thankfully as my cunt morphed to fit his dick.

And Chris was fucking right, I was a slut for him and I has tried to hide it this whole time by being innocent and flirtatious with his brother but the second I was underneath him, I was begging for him to touch me

“Oh shitt- d-don’t stop- fuck”. I throw my head back on the soft pillows, moaning curses breathlessly, my tits bouncing with his quick and hard movements, bound to leave bruises between my thighs burning with sensation.

“mmph fuck- wasn’t planning on it pretty girl”. He moaned, completely infatuated with how I wrapped around him perfectly, like I was made for him. And shit- was he made for me.

She felt so good, almost as if her pussy and every thing about her was made for me.

I couldn’t get enough of her, the Moans and squeaks of my name leaving her swollen lips could’ve made me cum on the spot.

the way she could barley form a sentence as I fucked her, and I wasn’t even close to being done with her yet.

I was going to make sure she knew that she was mine, my fucking girl.

“Chris-you feel so good”. She moaned my name again, turning me on much more than it should’ve, the way her eyes barely opened, and how she’d bite her and stare at me grasping her breasts.

“yeah? you like when I fuck you dumb like this? Can’t even get a word out?”. I taunt, I gripped her neck tighter, her legs finding their way up on my shoulders crying out my name like it’s the only one she knew.

I couldn’t even answer, the things he were asking me required my full attention and shit- I was so far gone.

“I suggest you answer me ma because your about to to cum”. Chris presses his chest on mine, our noses touching as he breathed heavily into my mouth while I reciprocated the same action.

“mm-m I-fuck I-i love it”. I shudder on each word, praying he heard me because I really could not talk right now. I squeezed my eyes shut and he chuckled seeing how speechless he fucked.

“God I could listen to you like this all day”. Chris grunted into my ear as I felt the stomach coil I had began to burst unexpectedly from the overwhelming pleasure.

Chris made me squirt

“S-shit! I’m sorry I-“. I shook as the fluids made a mess over his lower stomach but gasping as he didn’t slow down.

“Never apologize that was hot as fuck- got one more in you?”. He pants resting his head on my shoulder quickening his pace and I whimper gripping his back.

“Oh god Chris- I-I can’t”. My nails run down his back making marks and he bites his bottom lip as I pulled him closer.

His hips pushing into mine, as my juices had coated his cock, leaking out of me creating a wet sensation of our sex.

“You can take it baby, being such a good girl, fuck just one more”. He let out a shaky moan throwing a my leg around his waist and I let out a loud moan at the angle Chris’s cock hit, brushing my g-spot.

“C-Chris ur so deep-“. I let out pornographic sounds and he gave me a deep kiss before pressing his hand where his dick was poking through.

his hand pressed down on the bulge in my stomach and I felt the tears run down my face from the overwhelming pleasure.

“that’s all me baby- fuck I love ur pussy so much-“. He stutters throwing his head as hair sticks to his forehead, the sight was more than appealing.

His slightly parted lips producing whimpers, curses and moans of my name. The way he squeezed my hips making sure I could feel every thick inch of him and the sweat coating over his body.

Her lips parted releasing pants and moans of my name and the occasional “fuck”, her hair now sweated out with hickeys along her neck and tits reminding her that she was mine now. The way her nails would grip my back drawing marks that showed how much she enjoyed it.

“Oh shit- ma- can I cum inside you? M’need you so bad-“. He moans into my neck and I shiver and chant yes’s.

Chris released his seed inside me triggering a second hard orgasm for me, creaming his dick as my body shook.

I turned my head to lay on the pillow before he could catch a glimpse of me, slowly sliding his cock out of me.

He took one look at me and his eyes immediately shifted to one of concern

“wait wait shit- did I hurt you?”. Chris started, seeing how my legs shook from the orgasm I just had.

“please talk to me”. He cupped my cheeks and I gave him a soft smile.

“I’m fine Chris that was- shit- the best sex I’ve ever had”. I let out a quiet sigh and a smirk tugged at his lips as he pulled me into a bridal style hold.

“Well come on let’s get you cleaned up, I wanna spend time with my girl”. He giggled like a child and I rolled my eyes as he carried me into the bathroom running a warm bath for both of us

“No seriously tho your okay?”. He said softly rubbing my shoulders as we soaked in the warm tub.

“Chris the way you put that dick on me I’m more than ok”. I kissed his cheek and his cheeks flushed a bit as he leaned back against the tub whilst I’m in his arms.

She’s really my girl.

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jazeswhbhaven · 13 days ago

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A Lazy Man's Body Pillow | Belphegor Attacker | Summary | SPOILERS

Hey y'all! Like the fancy thing I did with the above banner? Ngl the hardest part was compressing the damn thing because I apparently made it way to fucking large lol But anyways, it seems this time around a lot of y'all were able to get his card which shows some promise that the gacha rates have changed? Maybe?? We'll seeeeeeee

Usually I do the entire "summary then screenshot" thing but I realized that format works better for exclusive cards than ones we're gonna see in 3 months. So we're back to my, "screenshots with commentary" format. Let's hope I can do this with only 29 screenshots 😭

Let's kick it off with

So it seems that MC has won some kind of "lottery", but there's no foolin' MC when it's very blantantly written on the back of the ticket that the host Kingdom is Niflheim and it didn't take much for Beleth to admit that he did some slick shit just so he could go on....

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v a c a t i o n .

Now, I love Beleth. Love me some him. But I'll be damned if he sets me up randomly to babysit his lazy ass King/Husband (I don't make the rules). But oh well we're fucking here, would of been nice if you, idk just asked me, Beleth 💀

So we get some lore about how Niflheim's palace works! We were told that it was militaristic, cutthroat and what not. Turns out it's ran like a huge office, everyone pushing paperwork, moving around boxes, they even have departments and they have to get Belphie's approval of things.

It has me wondering honestly why they're so busy? Like in each country I've noticed there's paperwork to file or sign and I'm just like please don't let Hell be like this if it exists because I'd cry like wtf I died to leave this shit on Earth not relive it again??? lol

But what I really noticed is that Niflheim has these cute demon cats similar to Harumon running around and earning their keep. I wish my cats could get a job and help with these bills they rack up.

there goes my baby......

AHEM

I mean...hi, hello here to work part-time because I can't be bothered to work full-time because idk unless you want me to work full-time where I'm your secretary 😏😏😏

So after Belphie pretty much half-assed explained where the breakroom and offices are in the palace, here's Vassago! Though he seems like he's pretty chill, I can sense he's actually annoyed that he has to monitor MC and "train" them. It reminds me of starting a new job and the mentor they set you up with is either overly excited or basically acts as if they don't want to be there. Or you get that rare one who's happy as fuck to mentor you because that means they don't have to do what they were normally doing.

Also, it seems that tension between Agares/Vassago and the Niflheim crew is evident. He respects Beleth and Belphegor's titles but when it comes to loyalty it's always gonna be to Agares.

FOR NOW THO

And during this little interaction, Belphie gets tired of them talking so much so he pretty much yeets MC's clothes off. No one cares though because they're too busy working.

Here is the first instance of Belphie not caring about MC's feelings or comfort. I imagine most folks would not just wanna be striped naked in a epicenter of busy office workers. All because....we were talking too much? 😭 P L E A S E

I won't lie though, separating myself from MC-

if that man wanted to shut me up, this is way to do it 💀

Vassago tellin' it like it is. "Ain't nobody said nothin' 'bout y'all bein' treated like guests" had me cackling because he basically said "Bitch you thought...."

Vassago got the time. Don't mess with him.

So now we're back to MC being naked, and ofc they hate it so they ask for clothes. The only thing available to fit them is a maid uniform (I'll showcase both fits for fem and masc mc in another post) because that's what Belphie likes.

freak

I know somethin' else that will fit real nice too, *sips tea*

with his smug ass lookin' face.

And it's funnier because if you remember in Levi's maid card...he's the one that gave him the maid hentai book in the first place so we already know why he likes that maid outfit....

also....notice how no one else has to wear it?

this is on purposssseeeeeeeeeeee

And now we get to the part where Belphie leans on MC asking for them to carry him. I always wondered if we could carry him??? I imagine devils are way heavier and the gravity works differently in Hell, like maybe a lot of things are heavier than usual? Or maybe lighter? In this universe Hell seems to be in a completely different realm/planet than Earth instead of that "underground" theory.

With that being said, I'm pretty sure we're able to carry him, but he's still fucking heavy since the description says MC was five times slower than Vassago. And on top of that he's telling MC where to go...which is the least he can do considering they can't keep up with Vassago lol

I also like the little attitude he gets if you get mouthy with him. But the thing about it, is that once again MC yields to it 😭 like I wanna know what happens if you just dropped him on the floor 💀

Now we've made it to where MC has reached a dining room. Vassago in so little words said that MC was going to be feeding Belphie, and how to be a perfect subordinate. We even get a cameo from Agares, and Vassago immediately goes into servant mode showing MC how it's done.

And then-

I'm sorry y'all but I lost it when he started doing this....

First....feeding him, making sure his glass is full and then he pretty much starts fingering me during????? AND SAYS ITS WARM AND PERFECT TO TAKE A NAP BETWEEN YOUR THIGHS HELLO???

I fear I would crumble

A funny part though is that MC tried to protest, and Vassago was like don't you fucking dare >__> because he instructed them to only speak when spoken to lol

I'm enjoying Vassago rn because he really is that guy. Like don't make his job harder than it needs to be and he doesn't have to chide as much.

And this really shows when MC is told to strip naked and clean the stairs, no underwear either????

Vassago literally says that's MC's job as a maid, and Belphie was no help, basically only stating to take off their clothes and clean the stairs.

damn we strict here ain't we?

I'd like to pause and talk about MC's dynamic with Belphie real quick. Clearly, Belphie's way of interacting with MC is that they are simply just someone to clean, cater, and do what he says just like the rest of his subordinates around him. There's no special treatment, no favor, no anything. For once we get to see a different perspective of how Belphie treats them versus any one else. Satan, Mammon, Lucifer, not even Leviathan would make MC clean their palace naked. Asmo? Well...the only reason they'd be naked is...lol I believe Belphie is actually the only King that doesn't show MC any special bias. I mean even Beleth pretty much skiddadled the fuck outta there once it was clear that MC couldn't leave and he was officially on vacay. And I can understand exactly why....this is how things run in Niflheim and in the event the devils of this region were even thrilled to get a day off if Belphie won the contest. NOW compared to how he acted toward MC when he wins the contest versus now, could very much have to do with the circumstance, and tbh it could of happened before or after or this is a completely different timeline altogether. If y'all remember Beel's selfie card, he treated MC very poorly as if he had no idea who they were and even belittled them for a "lack of experience". Certainly though, that was probably a "clone" of his or it was the real Beel and he just hadn't met MC yet prior to.

Going back to Belphie's card though...and MC cleaning the stairs naked....we get another cameo....

DRE IN THE HOUSEEEEE

So yeah ofc he didn't care MC was there naked, he literally can't see them. But I'm pretty sure he's aware they are there on the stairs since he walked past them no problem.

I laughed here because MC's thigh sweat or pre-cum whatever the hell it was dripped on the floor and Dre was like 🤨🤨🤷‍♀️ and just left. He does NAWT careeeeee lmao

If we're being honest he probably smelled them too. But as per usual he's got his mind on other things. No time for whatever foolishness is goin' on here.

Also, to mention that MC says that they felt putting on the maid outfit rewired something in their brain to where even though they are embarrassedthey still wanted to do whatever Belphie ordered them to do.

imma be honest, for me it would be because i'm tryna get that dick so yeah i'll listen....he already stuck his fingers in the coochie so let's gooooooooooo

And Belphie does more shit that I like....because he play around too much.

-While getting him dressed, he had a hard on just out and about -MC was being told be focused and silent while serving tea and he just comes up and grabs them in their chest to get them to make a noise

LIEK STOP PLAYIN' WITH ME BRO I WILL LITERALLY just do nothing and let you do it I'm weak just please keep touching me.

Bathin was concerned about MC being there, and Gusion clocked MC's ass and was like "Yeah you like this shit don't you?"

He claims it's because there's always patterns he can read where can tell immediately if someone is "that type" that claims they hate something but they really like it.

he would have clocked me on a lot things then because damn

"Ha, caught yo ass." 💀💀💀💀💀💀

But then both he and Bathin realize quickly that this is all a roleplay to Belphie based off the maid hentai series he owns. So remember what I said earlier? Yup it's confirmed...he's really just doin' this shit on purpose to fulfill the fantasies of one of his favorite series.

It has me wondering.....how many other series he would play out and how many cosplay outfits he has for that playtime....

Belphie a freak and I like it.

Hol' up, how we get here???

Glad to tell y'all.

Vassago came up in the hallway, to much of Gusion and Bathin's distaste...and told MC the rules of putting Belphie to sleep. Bathin and Gusion in so little words told MC that Beleth is really the only one who can deal with Belphie's horrible sleeping habits and "good luck with that". At 10 pm exactly, everyone locked their doors in the entire palace.....

literally me if I were MC because what the hell is going on.....

So there is MC, taking out their notebook to write down what Belphie does in his sleep, only to then doze off because they're rightfully tired...and then bam there's Belphie jackin' it in front of them.

NOW ME y'all already know what time it would be.

locked in, mouth wide open, ready to serve customer service. *plays cupcakke songs in the background*

So our boy is a leaker, and for this part here, MC is basically sitting there in the dim light watching him stroke himself and he's like half-awake. The way that it's described that the room is hot, smells like him, and MC is sweating has me being like "damn probs humid as fuck in that room but aight"

And then...Belphie suddenly realizes that MC is in the room with him. And because of that now all hell has broke loose.

Okay well you ain't gotta ask me twice, I'll spread whatever hole I have available sir.

YESSIIIRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

cumhole, cumslut, cumdumpster, whatever you need I'm available 24 hours for ya.

He even tells MC to swallow it....like????? he even threatened to get Vassago to come in if MC kept hesitating and I'm just imagining a pissed off Vassago coming in being like "Look bitch if you don't get this shit right, it's bad enough I have to come in here...." 💀💀💀💀

This was right after he said he would make sure MC had something to put down in that journal.......

He starts pushing MC outside the room, in his half-dazed state....which I'm like wait this is like a sleepwalking wet dream omg or....a play on sonophilia where you're fucking but still asleep. (which I've written beforeeeeeee with Amon! and for a different fandom, Nanami actually from JJK)

But anyways, we get some lore with how Belphie usually is at night time. He wanders around the halls of the palace ranting like he's drunk, or thinking there's an angel going around, just basically causing trouble and everyone locks themselves up during his bad sleep habits. I imagine he does this every goddamn night so that's why everyone is shut in their offices at 10pm.

Gusion is concerned about working overtime and getting off early, Bathin is planning to use Harumon to move MC somewhere else if it gets bad, and then there's Vassago.....thinking about how he's going to give Agares ripe oranges in the morning😭

Bless him.

MC asked how far they were going, Belphie stops and starts making out with them....love me a man who doesn't care that his spunk is all in your mouth and tongues you down like he did.

f u c k

Now this is him suckin' on some titties....and I'm just like MISSED OPPORTUNITY TO MAKE HIM AN EATER RIGHT NOW LIKE???? MOVE YA HEAD LOWER???????

He'd be such a lazy ass with eating you out or giving head but at least he'd do it because he's half asleep and horny as fuck.

Tellin' MC they can't clean right, they can't smile right or doing anything correct but got them bent over and losing their mind.

these backshots about to go crazy

And like??? I'm not even mad at how he's doing this....dude has a warped idea of what a maid is based on his favorite series and he's playing that out foreal.

And here, his philia came into play. He says that MC tryin' hard to work givin' it their all and going above and beyond turns him on more than anything else in the world. And I'm just like oh....so that's what this is like...

ooooo weeeee

Yes'm. I know, lemme show youuuuuuuuu 💖💕🥴🥴😌

he's so hot I can't stand him y'all

I levitated.....

this was after MC begging him to put his dick in, and him asking why they were begging....and hfuankjxnf,ajnxfkanlf

DAMN HIM

HELP

And then he told MC to stable themselves cause they were movin' too much. After, MC grounds themselves and he starts fucking them FASTER and deeper

Like.....

He even starts smackin' their ass and telling them to talk cause he likes it, but he wouldn't be listening. (shit, like I'll ramble and moan all day if he's drillin' how he was...)

And BITCH

he told them to stop ordering him around, pulled that thang out said that HE was the master and slipped it right back in. WHEN I TELL YOU SOMETHIN'

that shit was hot as fuck and I need him

GAWD THAT FUCKING FACE FUCK

AND he was that focused and thrusting with effort? PHEW I just know those backshots were astronomical

After that he has MC fuck themselves on him...and then when MC was losing themselves he started smacking their ass again, going faster, and when I tell you he rode that orgasm out to the end of time?

he wore himself and mc out

I'm tellin' y'all I needed a cigarette, I need a drink, I needed an edible SOMETHING after reading that because phew.

I don't really bother to self-insert in most otomes and stories, but during this spice? I had to and it was an experience.

Now going to the climaxxxx

Belphie is all cute bein' like "carry me darlin'" and just falls asleep on top of MC and MC just falls asleep naked on the floor with him. They end up in Belphie's room in his bed and Beleth is there just smilin' and shit.

He explains that he knows Belphie's sleep schedule right down to the days and that last night happened to be one of his "relief" nights meaning that he has a cycle. And usually Beleth just knocks him out, which sounds like he punches him?

Now, I've noticed here that PB doesn't really do the whole "confirming cxc content" but I'm gonna go a whim and assume that Beleth does in fact fuck Belphegor sometimes during these relief nights. Beleth also has special conditions when it comes to sex so the punching Belphie to sleep method also makes sense.

Then, Belphie does a cute thing and pulls MC in like a pillow and says he knows they aren't a pillow because none of them are as nice as MC's body so there was no need to explain nothin' to him.

He's super adorable when he's not being a little shit, huh?

AND THAT'S THE END FOLKS!

Overall Score (unbiased): 9.5/10!

This score is because the smut writing really has gotten a little better since the beginning of this game. Now others will have different opinions on this, but I at least noticed some improvements on that front. Also, because I just didn't really care for MC having to be run ragged like they were and Beleth just yeeting them to the void like that. But oh well, it just shows that not every devil or fallen angel we meet is gonna be biased to treating MC a certain way and that within itself is refreshing.

Now when it comes to self-insert purposes, I suspect that the majority would not like like Belphie treats MC at all. This is understandable, but this is also part of his character that I like. Pretty much everyone is on the same level to him in terms of usefulness and that's that. You gotta work hard to earn his favor, and clearly that seems to work out toward the end when he's snuggling up to MC like he is.

Also when you think about it, a niche roleplay based off your fave series can only be used with someone you particularly like, which means he felt that MC would fit this role instead of one of his subordinates, and he puts MC on the same level as Beleth because I'm very certain he has Beleth do some cosplay shit with him.

Plus Beleth would look bangin' in a maid costume.

Now if y'all want my BIASED opinion, this card is 100+/10 because I liked Belphie doing his weird shit during the maid thing, him barking orders that were half-assed or sometimes direct, and then the fingering under the table thing....

i'm sorry that just does something to me.

plus...all of this...the theme and the superiority thing reminds me of Sukuna from JJK and he would definitely humiliate you too just like this for amusement.....and idk I'm a Sukuna stan so...😩

The next post will be about his likability chats, a link to peek at his adore mode, and I'll be talking about his date story! So stay tuned. Again thank y'all for any interactions, reading my rambles and summaries and I hope you enjoyed his card like I did ^^ -yourlovelyadmin Jaze(✿◡‿◡)

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Could You Stay a Little Longer // drug dealer!sukuna x reader

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Chapter 4 // (8.8k words) // Explicit - 18+

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You're pursuing a master degree across the country, but are currently back in your hometown housesitting for your parents. They've told you all about their undesirable new neighbor, but when you start to get to know said neighbor, you realize he isn't all that bad. Your controlling boyfriend won't let up on you and you grapple with enjoying the company of this drug dealing neighbor boy, Sukuna. Nothing about this is going the way you planned, but is it so bad to let yourself be treated well for a change?

The cultural setting for this is technically economically depressed, rural USA where good paying jobs are hard to come by and there's not many opportunities in small towns, but it could really be anywhere that meets this criteria!

Content Tags/Warnings Throughout Work: Reader and Sukuna are mid 20s, mentions of recreational drug use and drug dealing, mentions of abusive/controlling/manipulative relationship (not Sukuna), could possibly be considered cheating depending on your interpretation (not Sukuna), angst, smut, fluff, time skip, prison time, happy ending trust!

AN: FYI we go on a date but it's nothing super graphic. Also I don't know much about the inner workings of a relationship with an inmate, so I apologize if anything seems weird, I just hope I am capturing the complicated feelings that would come with it. Italicized portions are letters between us and Sukuna and bold time stamps are how many months have passed since Sukuna was arrested.

2 Months

Sukuna,

Sorry I haven’t reached out until now. It took awhile to figure out how to mail this to you, and it was hard to know what to say at first. I feel bad talking about my life out here knowing you are confined to a cell. Your lawyer told me your hearing is next month. Thank you for letting him contact me and keep me in the loop. Mr. Higuruma is a nice man and seems like a good lawyer. I don’t wanna to get my hopes up, but I’m optimistic that he can help make this better, maybe that’s just me in denial though.

Enough rambling, how are you though? Are you nervous? Scared? I’m sorry I’m so naive to what prison life is like…have you made friends? If that’s a stupid question just tell me. What’s your room like? I have so many questions, if this is annoying just tell me. The last thing I wanna do is irritate you considering you’ll get one of these every other month.

I’ve been able to hang out with my friends a lot since I got back home. When they heard I’d broken up with Cam, they were so happy. They never held it against me, but they truly didn’t know how else to help me while we were together because I wouldn’t listen to them. Having an outside party like you was really what I needed to finally cut the cord. It’s weird not being around him all the time, but I’m slowly learning how to trust myself and be independent again.

Surprisingly he has pretty much left me alone. I think me cheating on him knocked him down a few pegs and made him see I’m not the huge pushover he made me out to be. Oh well, onto bigger and better things.

The spring semester is almost over for me, I’m planning to teach some undergrad classes to make a little extra money but other than that I’m going to try and take it easy. Maybe do some hiking and camping, I’d like to climb some of the mountains out here so I’m going to start preparing for when the snow melts off the highest peaks.

I’ve included my address with this, so I hope you can write me back. I miss you, feel free to call me anytime.

I hope this isn’t a weird sign off, but I do love you and hope you are okay. Don’t feel pressured to reciprocate.

3 months

Sukuna smiles when he sees the letter come in. The guard had slid it through the bars before he woke up so it was a nice surprise.

How am I? Fucking bored out of my mind, he thinks to himself, chuckling under his breath. You are so nice though and he appreciates how thoughtful you are, but goddamn anything you share is more interesting than what’s in here. Starting at a concrete wall and a steel wall of bars can only be so stimulating.

He won’t be calling you, that will just make things harder for him and you. He stands by his words of wanting you to have a normal life and leaving you to figure out whether or not you want to leave him behind.

God he wants to reciprocate those three words. Nothing in his mind right now is constant, every day feels different even though the motions are the same: Wake up, breakfast, back to the cell, lunch, some yard time, back to the cell, dinner, back to the cell. Day in and day out.

While the physical routine is repetitive, his emotions and feelings are a roller coaster, never knowing how he will feel when he wakes up in the morning and when his head hits the pillow at night. He has no idea what his future holds, everything in the hands of some damn judge who just knows him by his charges and a lawyer who probably just sees him as another paycheck. He’ll get paid whether he wins or loses.

The only thing he can be sure of is his love for you, and that grounds him just a little. The thought that someone outside these walls cares and worries for him brings some comfort in those moments of panic.

Sukuna’s parents were beside themselves when they heard and offered no support. He tried to explain himself, but to them, it was just another failure in the litany of fuckups that was his adult life.

How could he blame them? He just got lucky he met you when he did, you didn’t know him as the kid who could never get his shit together, who’d let everyone down for years. The piece of shit who wasted his parent’s money and time.

Then again, you are joining him on this next chapter of his life which will surely be nothing but him disappointing you, so maybe you’ll feel the same way by the time he gets out, or more likely, sooner than that and drop his ass. This is why he doesn’t want to get his hopes up.

He reads the letter over and over while lying on his bunk and eventually starts to read it every night before bed. Touching the same paper that your hands held before you sealed it up, the smeared ink that he can tell you brushed by accident brings him a comfort that he can’t explain. Maybe if he’s lucky, you kissed it before sliding it into the envelope.

He stares up at the same ceiling he’s been looking at for three months now. Sukuna’s not sure if he’s slowly starting to lose his mind, but he swears he can discern patterns and shapes in the texture of the material. Squinting his eyes, he tries to put a name to the shapes, but it all just looks like a jumbled mess, an accurate representation of his current mental state.

His mind wanders to you as it normally does, the crushing feeling of shame and remorse settling in as he thinks about how he could be with you right now if he hadn’t stopped driving, if he’d let that family die.

Having nothing to do but think all day does dangerous things to his mind. Once he gets sentenced and settled for a while, things should get better and he should get to participate in the various prison programs and activities available to a long term inmate. For now all he can do is work out and watch his pink hair get longer and messier. Oh and overthink every millisecond of his life to date and wonder what you were doing and who you were thinking about when you’re alone.

He prays you won’t hate him, but he wouldn’t blame you if you did when it’s all said and done.

4 months

Tomato girl!

Long time no talk. I’m assuming you know what my sentencing is from Mr. Hiruguma. Ten years with the opportunity for parole. Shit sucks, I’m determined to hopefully get this parole though, whenever that is. Mr. H said usually after serving a quarter to a third of the time they’ll reassess, but he said depending on the needs of the prison system and if they need more space, inmates can get moved around or even moved to parole early.

How am I doing? Honestly, scared, sad, bored, any and all combinations of these words.

Some things I am hopeful about though? Now that I’ve been processed and placed in my new home (long term detention facility :P) I can start participating in the prison programs. Thankfully I was deemed not a threat or a danger to others and myself, so I was able to go to a lower security facility that is focused on rehabilitation. I should be able to finish my degree, AND, they have trade programs I can get into as well. Pretty cool right? I had no idea this was even a thing.

So maybe my plans aren’t as out of reach as I thought, just a bit delayed. It’s the first glimmer of hope I’ve felt in months. There is something relieving about not being caught up in a life of moving drugs and running an empire. Like I can finally just breathe and start over. Obviously being locked up is not the ideal way I’d have liked to do that, but I’m grasping at anything positive at this point.

I’ve made a few friends since coming to my new facility. My cellmate, Gojo, was a dealer from a rival organization. There’s some bad blood, but at the end of the day we respect each other. He wants to be better too, he’s got a girl on the outside, so we have that in common. He has a kid though he hasn’t seen. He got her pregnant right before he got arrested so she was born while he was incarcerated. He’s never met her, never seen her first anything. It makes me sad and it’s not even my kid.

…you aren’t pregnant with a little mini me are you? The thought never crossed my mind until I met him and told him about you. I might actually lose it if that’s the case. I wouldn’t hate it though, it would just mean I’m the fuckin’ man and have the most elite swimmers ha. Just wouldn’t want to leave you alone to go through that.

Fuck Cam, don’t wanna hear about him anymore. He’s lucky I’m locked up is all I can say. I’m glad he’s gone for good.

Please share anything and everything, I wanna hear it all. Also ask me random questions, nothing is off limits.

Hiking and camping sound awesome, I haven't done that in years but now I want to when I get out. I love fishing too. Something so relaxing when it’s just you and the river. Even if I didn’t catch anything, it was never a wasted day in my eyes.

Hopefully I’ll have a more interesting update when I’m more settled, but I guess for now I’ll just buckle up for this ten year long ride and hope some luck is on my side.

With love and a kiss on the cheek,

Sukuna

PS - do you ever seen patterns or objects in the texture of ceilings? Let me know, I’m collecting data.

5 months

You practically drop all your mail when you see the letter from Sukuna in your slot in the mail room. It takes all your willpower to wait to tear it open until you get up to your apartment.

You sit down on the couch and carefully open the envelope, not trusting yourself to stay standing once you finally lay eyes on it.

His lawyer had unfortunately shared the news about the sentencing and it had broken you when you heard.

Your friends knew about the man behind bars. You’d shared the story one day when they dragged it out of you after breaking down in tears, overwhelmed by everything. They were very supportive and listened to everything you had to share, but also felt Sukuna wasn’t completely off base with wanting you to live your life. Ten years was a long ass time and it seemed unrealistic to expect you to wait for someone you’d known for so little time.

At one of your wine nights, you’d found his social media pages to show them what he looked like. Going through old pictures of young Sukuna had you all laughing, he was such a little punk and must’ve thought he was the hottest shit in high school and college with that fratty attire. White backwards hats over a mess of pink hair while holding red solo cups surely full of some kind of cheap beer with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth seemed to be his staple. You wished you could tease him in person but through a letter would have to do.

They agreed though that his most recent pictures were hot and were very proud of you for fucking him all night.

Speaking of that, you were absolutely not pregnant. You can’t deny that the thought crossed your mind given how many times he’d blown his load inside you, but that birth control held strong, leaving you childfree. You can’t even fathom how much worse this could have been, raising your felon baby daddy’s child by yourself for ten years. Your parents would have just been thrilled.

Which by the way, they knew nothing about what happened. Well, not exactly nothing, but an abridged version. Just that you’d met the neighbor and hung out with him a few times while you were house sitting. They were unaware of the anguish and suffering that had followed as everything blew up in your face.

7 months

Papa Kuna,

Let’s address the elephant in the room, you are not going to be a dad, at least with me…not sure about anyone before me though :D

That’s great that you get along with your cellmate. I’m sure it’s a little less lonely in there with someone you can at least interact with. I think being scared and nervous is completely normal. You got dropped into an unknown place where you knew nobody and had no idea how things operate, who wouldn’t be affected?

The news about your degree and trade school…that is so fantastic!! I looked into it too and sure enough, that’s a thing in other prisons. I hope they’ll see you want to be better when you get out and that helps your parole chances.

I stalked your social media and saw some pictures of high school and college Sukuna. You were…something haha. Showed my friends too, we all had a good laugh, but we all agreed you were a cutie. I was so lame at that age you’d never have looked my way, I’m lucky I met you when I did.

What is prison food like? I’ve been cooking a lot of Mexican food lately, throwing anything and everything into a taco.

I’ve climbed three mountains so far this summer. I’ll have to show you the pictures one day, for now enjoy this stick figure drawing of me on a mountain at the bottom. I didn’t look nearly as happy as that horrible drawing shows me, more like a hot mess gasping for breath. But the views were amazing! I could see for an eternity it felt like, and I was really proud of myself for doing something like that.

My classes I teach are full of some real brats. A lot of them are having to retake the class in the summer to stay on track and they just have the worst attitudes and seem to take it out on me. Like guys I didn’t tell you to fail, I’m just here. I don’t get paid enough for that shit.

Staring up at my ceiling now, I can see a few things. A dog, an alligator, and a banana are what I’m sort of seeing. What do you see?

For your random questions:

Did you play any sports growing up? I played soccer and basketball.

What’s been your favorite vacation? Mine was a trip to a national park seeing all the animals. Especially grizzly and black bears.

What did you want to be when you grew up? I wanted to be a doctor but realized I’m scared of blood so quickly abandoned such endeavors.

Lots of love and a kiss on your dick,

Tomato girl

8 months

Sukuna’s jaw hit the floor with a gasp when he saw your sign off and then he got way too hard with the visual that bulldozed all rational thought out of his brain.

“You good bro?” Gojo laughs from the other side of the cell, watching Sukuna’s face flush.

“No, not really,” Sukuna groans, staring up at the ceiling and adjusting himself as best he can. There’s no shame in here, no privacy, no secrecy, so he doesn’t really care.

“Get a sexy message?” Gojo teases. “If you did lemme see, gotta take what we can get in here.”

“She made a reference to sucking my dick,” Sukuna laughs, folding up your letter and tucking it under his pillow. “And no you can’t read it, for my eyes only.”

“Oh being possessive are we? Thought you said you two weren’t exclusive like that.”

“Doesn’t mean I don’t love and adore her. I just can’t have her to myself right now,” Sukuna scoffs, pulling his shirt off now that he’s all hot and bothered.

“Think she’s seeing other people?” Gojo asks.

Sukuna shifts in discomfort at the thought. The images of you kissing his cock combined with the possibility of you getting fucked by someone else results in a whirlwind of emotions that he’s not sure how to process.

“I really hope not, but who am I to say? I don’t really wanna know honestly. Just want her to be there when I get out. I’d be okay never knowing. What about you?”

“She better not be! Utahime better not bring my one year old daughter around other guys!” Gojo exclaims. “My daughter better never be around guys for that matter. Would you want your daughter hanging around pieces of shit like us?”

“Fuck no bro.”

Both guys laugh in response before Sukuna speaks again.

“Is she gonna bring the baby to see you?”

“I told her not to until she’s older. While I’m dying to hold her, I don't want her coming to a place like this so young. It’s not right. It kills me to miss out on her firsts and knowing I left Utahime to be a single mom makes me feel like a disgrace. All I can do is make it up to her when I get out,” Gojo sighs, eyes getting glossy with tears. “What if your girl had gotten pregnant?”

Sukuna pauses before speaking. A part of him would love it. So full of something he made with you except for no one would know it’s his. People would see you pregnant and not realize you belong to him considering he’s locked away. Plus his baby being fatherless for a majority of their underage life is sickening.

Then what? He randomly appears ten years later to a woman and child who don’t even know him? He’d be just another man to his child…a stranger. He swallows hard, trying to maintain his composure but he’s spiraling faster than he can keep up with.

Lord knows he wanted that with you. He fell so fucking hard and now here he was thinking about you as his wife and making the cutest babies. His throat feels heavy at the sad realization that he might never have that with you.

“It probably would’ve been best if she didn’t keep it,” Sukuna says softly, not wanting an ounce of that even though it would have been the most logical decision.

Fuck why did he feel like he was fighting a tsunami from breaking through his eyes? He turns away from Gojo to face the wall, the gravity of his situation starting to crush him all of a sudden. Not only did he have the luxury of continuing your relationship normally, but he might have missed out on you choosing to spend the rest of your life with him, a family together, growing old and watching your kids grow up. He’s never had thoughts like this before and of course the first time he does, it’s tearing him apart.

Shouldn’t something like that be happy? Sure he had stupid relationships when he was younger but normally it was his girlfriends spouting such nonsense while he was just in it for a good time, never thinking long term.

Not you though. A good time would surely have been a given, but he’d been excited to face the challenges of life together, learning and growing as one. Life’s normal challenges, not this fucked up series of events.

He feels a firm hand on his arm, lightly tugging him to roll over. His eyes are burning as he squints hard, trying to hold back everything threatening to spill over from his crimson gaze.

“Sukuna, look at me,” Gojo’s voice is soft but firm.

“Fuck off man.” Sukuna’s shaky voice tries to force out, but his whole body is shaking, heart pounding so hard he feels like it might burst.

“No, turn around. It’s okay. You think I’ve never been where you are? You’re panicking. I get it. Talk to me, you can only bottle up shit for so long in here.”

Sukuna finally surrenders, rolling back around to face his cellmate.

“I just, I-I really loved her. So damn much. And I tried to push her away, albeit gently, when I got locked up. I wanted her to be able to live a normal life, but I don’t fuckin’ want that man. I never did, I wanted us to be together, I still do. But I feel so helpless, I have no control over our future, I feel like one day she’ll stop writing back, and then I’ll know she found someone else. Fuck I feel like such a loser for even saying this shit,” Sukuna starts to cry, wiping the tears from his eyes in this moment of weakness.

Gojo just listens, not chiming in, soft blue eyes full of empathy for his cellmate…no, his friend. The only real friend in here. He understands, prison can break a man and do things to your mind that you’d never think possible on the outside. Even the toughest criminals with a bloodied past have someone they care about, someone who loves them. Being without them during life’s most challenging time is a terrifying and trying time.

“It’s okay man, how could you not feel this way? You’re a good guy, you don’t deserve to be in here. We all had dreams of how our life would go and how we wanted to be better, that’s why we are in a rehab facility and not maximum security. Watching what could have been slip through your fingers is horrifying. Have you thought about telling her how you really feel? If you really love her, you owe it to her to be honest. She still writes you all the time…”

You also try to schedule visitation but Sukuna declines them all. For what? He doesn’t even fucking know. He’d kill to feel you wrapped up in a massive hug, your body pressed against his, your scent in his nose as he buries his face in your neck.

He thought it was incredibly selfish to want you to wait for him, but maybe what he’s doing is even worse. Trying to control and manipulate your feelings like this suddenly seems wrong, no better than your ex. You have free will to do what you want, and if waiting for him was what you choose, who is he to fight you on that?

He feels like he’s going to pass out, breaking out into a cold sweat, breaths so shallow he can’t even tell if oxygen is getting to his lungs.

“Here, get on the floor, take your pants off so you’re just in your boxers,” Gojo says sternly, yanking Sukuna out of his bed onto his back.

The cold hard floor takes Sukuna by surprise, offering a distraction from his racing thoughts. He spreads his arms out, letting the chill touch every inch of his skin, staring up at the ceiling, eyes searching for something, anything.

He swears he sees a heart. A lopsided one at that, but it’s there, even if it looks like it’s about to break. Kind of like him, all this time he’s been trying to break your heart, but the best he’s done is bend it and likely just confuse you.

His however?

He’s broken it without even knowing.

He needs to talk to you. He can’t wait another two months to get a response. He’ll call you, hopefully you’ll pick up but he wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t. He’s been forcing you to live life on his terms, withholding multiple lines of communication this whole time.

The guilt is gnawing at his stomach, the acid boring a hole in his gut as he tries to keep himself from vomiting in disgust.

“I fucked up Gojo. I really did.”

“I don’t think you’re as bad off as you think. She still writes to you, apparently sent you something sexual, and asks you questions about your life. She wouldn’t be doing that if she didn’t care. She just would stop. But fucking call her you piece of shit. Acting like the phone is your mortal enemy like a little bitch, quit being a pussy and man up,” Gojo says, only half teasing.

As much as Sukuna wants to argue with Gojo, he knows he’s right. White haired fuck.

Fuck that guy.

Now he’s nervous like a teenager to call you. How pathetic to be 24 years old and terrified to talk to a girl you said loved…to her face.

9 months

My favorite tomato girl,

Great questions at the end. I played football, quarterback to be exact. Your cliche high school jock that thought he was way too cool. Also I think I’d have liked you in high school just fine, I wasn’t above being friends with anyone, maybe if I’d hung out with you I’d have had a better future cuz you know what’s not cool? Jail.

My favorite vacation? Probably African safari for my high school graduation. I got to choose anywhere for a trip and I chose that. Seems we have wanting to see animals in common, my favorites were the lions. Guess when I get out we will need to plan some animal themed vacations. Polar bears in Canada, manatees in Florida, whale sharks in Mexico, take your pick, I’ve got enough fucking cash to fund anything you want.

What did I want to be when I grow up? When I was really little I wanted to be a chef, then when I was older I wanted to do something with cars and also have my own business. As you know I love working on my own car so I wanted to mod people's cars for a living. And…well here I am.

When I stare up at my ceiling, I see a heart.

Also sometimes a truck. I’ll need to lay in other parts of my cell to see if there is anything else, that’s just above my bed.

I’m glad I’m not gonna be a dad yet. I’d prefer to do that together when I’m out…so you aren’t doing it alone. Give it some thought and maybe one day we can try for one…if you’d want it to be with me that is.

I don’t want to burden you with my feelings, but I’m not doing well. It’s like the realization that this is my life for the next ten years suddenly hit me the other day. You’re the only person I can talk to though outside of here, I hope you are willing to entertain these feelings of mine.

My cellmate Gojo is decent at listening, he’s been in here a little longer than me so he gets it, it’s nice to feel not so alone in that regard.

I’m sorry, I’m rambling, almost treating this like a diary I guess. I want to call you, but I’m really nervous for some reason. If you don’t want to talk to me I understand, you can just ignore the call, but I wanted to wait long enough for you to get this letter before I did. I didn’t want you to get it out of the blue.

I miss you tremendously, I really hope you’ll answer.

You read the letter as you are about to walk out the door to go out.

Out on a date.

You wanted to take Sukuna up on his request for you to try to see other people. The man had very little in the way of freedom to do what he wanted, so the least you could do was honor his wishes.

Your heart sinks and you feel a shiver run down your spine. The letter has you concerned for him, his mental state seems to have declined rapidly if he wanted to call you, something he swore he’d never do.

You leave the letter on your kitchen table, you’ll revisit it later. For now, your Uber is waiting outside your apartment and you don’t want to keep your date waiting.

Slipping into the backseat, you greet the driver and settle in, buckling the seatbelt and pulling your phone out. You begin to scroll social media but eventually stop, opting to stare out the window instead at the buildings whizzing by.

It’s been nine months since you last saw Sukuna, since you last heard his voice. One letter every other month was all the contact you had, but it’s how he wanted things to be. If you had it your way, you’d have talked more often, but his boundaries were more stringent than yours. He had his reasons you suppose.

This would be your first date since Cam. You and Sukuna never truly went on a date. Maybe you could call eating dinner at his house one, even though it had ended badly. Fucking all night hardly constituted a date either, but you’d gotten to know each other slowly up until that point. It felt more natural than meeting someone on an app and going in blind like you were right now.

A pang in your chest was starting to develop. This isn’t what you wanted, you didn’t want another man, but you wouldn’t know for sure unless you put yourself out there.

The car abruptly stops, signaling the end of your ride. Thanking the driver, you get out and turn towards the trendy looking bar where you were meeting.

Just go in there, the worst that can happen is you aren’t having a good time and you can just leave. You don’t even know the man, dating app meetups end this way all the time.

You swallow hard one last time and head inside, eyes darting around the room looking for the guy you were meeting. Finally your eyes lock onto the familiar face you recognize from his profile.

He stands up, smiling at you and waving you over. The first thing you notice is that he’s tall and muscular. The pictures kind of hinted at that, but in person it’s even more obvious.

“Nanami right?” you say nervously as you approach, holding out your hand to shake his. His handshake is firm but gentle, dress shirt cuffed up at his forearms which flex as he grips your hand.

“Yep, so glad you could meet today. I just got off work, how about you?” his voice is low but confident as he pulls your chair out for you.

Wow, what a gentleman.

“I was in the lab most of today. I’m doing the last touches on my research before I really dive into my thesis,” you respond, scooting your chair in as he takes his seat opposite of you.

“You said you should be graduating in a few months right?” Nanami says as he leans his elbows on the table, paying close attention to you.

“Yes! Then it’s off to find a job,” you laugh, trying to settle into the small talk. The pit in your stomach is still gnawing at your insides as you attempt to relax. Maybe a drink will help settle you out.

You order a simple gin and tonic while Nanami opts for a beer. Thankfully your drink is strong which should hopefully give you a quick buzz and calm your nerves.

“So you’re in finance?” you ask, trying to keep the conversation flowing.

“Yep, investment banking. Not the most exciting job in the world, and I don’t like it enough for all the hours I work,” he glances down at the table while speaking, fingers trembling lightly against his glass.

Maybe he’s a little nervous too. You give him an encouraging smile in response.

“I’m sorry if it seems like I’m nervous,” you begin, “I haven’t dated in almost a year since I broke up with my ex. Then some stuff happened in my personal life, so I’m kind of testing the waters so to speak.”

That’s a generous way to put it, you think to yourself. Do you even mention Sukuna? Your boyfriend of a grand twelve hours that technically never broke up with you but told you to see other people? Who you won’t see again for a decade?

Your throat feels heavy at the thought. Trying to push the feeling away, you take a big sip of your drink.

“That’s okay. I haven’t dated since college two years ago. My job has been so demanding, I’ve never felt like I could devote time to a relationship,” Nanami says, sympathy in his eyes. “We can just take this slow, no pressure.”

The relief you should feel from his words doesn’t come, if anything you just feel guilty. You don’t want to lead the man on and you also feel disingenuous about keeping Sukuna a secret. Which in itself also seems disrespectful to Sukuna.

What in the world have you gotten yourself into?

You try to remember what you told yourself earlier. Just see where it goes.

“Thank you Nanami, I’d like that. Let’s just have fun and see where this goes,” you answer with a smile and another big sip of your drink.

Your hypothesis was correct in that the more you drank, the easier the conversation flowed and soon you both were bantering and laughing about your shared grievances with college and the working world. Nanami was a smart, well educated man who could hold an intelligent conversation which was right up your alley.

After a few shared appetizers and two more drinks, the bar was starting to fill up with the late night crowd. Nanami was very adamant about getting a good night's sleep before work, as were you, so he paid the bill and led you outside.

“Wanna come hang out at my place? Still have a few more hours before I should go to bed,” he asks, resting his hand on the small of your back.

His heavy touch sent sparks through your body, warming your skin in the evening chill. You really enjoyed his company. Plus he was hot and respectful, a man of such tasteful flirting that wasn’t too over the top but made you feel comfortable and desired.

“Is this you asking me what I think you’re asking?” you give him a small grin, moving closer to him as his hand pressed you forward.

“Maybe. Like I said though, no pressure. I’ve just found your company to be enjoyable enough that I’m not really wanting the night to end just yet. I’ll be happy with whatever we decide to do after this,” he says with a kind smile.

Fuck, why was he so nice? It’s not like you were complaining, but it really gave you no good reason to say no. You hadn’t planned on hooking up with someone tonight, but fuck it, you were really starting to lean that way.

You missed feeling intimate and cared for by someone. The feeling of someone pleasuring you and feeling their skin on yours was a distant memory. Technically it had been years because lord knows Cam didn’t give you that feeling and Sukuna was essentially a one night stand given what transpired.

You stand up on your toes, pull Nanami down by his loosened tie, and plant a soft kiss on his lips. His strong arms move to wrap around your back, hands not venturing any lower than your hips as he pulls you closer, swiping his tongue across your bottom lip. You part your lips, letting his tongue entwine with yours in a calm and slow dance.

Fuck, you wanted to have sex with the man. He felt safe and respectful, which is what you needed right now. It wasn’t even about the emotional connection, you needed something physical.

Making out on the sidewalk leads to straddling him on his couch in a high rise apartment, his hot breath on your neck as you ground yourself against his lap.

Your eyes flicker open as the image of Sukuna pops into your head. The first time you’d ever kissed him was in a similar position on his couch, except you’d panicked and stopped, feeling like you were being unfaithful.

Why did it feel like you were about to be again? He’d given you permission to do this, and you weren’t even sure if he actually wanted you after trying to push you away and denying everything you countered with. You’d never felt like you had physical needs before, but after that night with Sukuna, you were desperate to feel something similar again. Someone worshipping your body and focusing on pleasing you.

“Wait,” you force out, briefly pulling away from Nanami.

“Is everything alright?” he stops immediately, hands hovering behind your back.

“Yes, but I just want to be honest with my intentions,” you say with a shaky voice.

“Here, sit next to me,” Nanami guides you towards the spot next to him on the couch, eyes softly looking into yours as he waits for you to continue.

“I, um, it’s complicated. Fuck, I’m sorry,” you shake your head trying to compose yourself.

“Hey, we can stop if you want…” Nanami says, studying you carefully.

“I-I don’t know. It’s just, almost a year ago I met a guy. I loved him, I saw a future with him. But something bad happened and he’s, well, he’s in jail now. For ten years. We made it official and then twelve hours later, bam! Arrested. He didn’t want me to wait for him, so I’m trying to honor his wishes…” you start to spill everything while Nanami just listens, not interrupting. Your face heats up in embarrassment as you spew all of this at a stranger.

“I just feel guilty for enjoying this with you. And I wouldn’t want this to have any emotional meaning, just sex. Because I love him, and I don’t think I’ll ever love you, or anyone else right now. But I feel like I should at least try. And you seem so kind and respectful, but I don’t want you to feel used or taken advantage of,” you say, looking back at him. You have no idea what kind of response you are going to get, putting yourself in his shoes you can’t imagine what you’d say. Holy baggage.

“Wow, that’s a lot. Are you okay? Not just physically, but in general?” Nanami asks, the sympathy in his eyes is apparent.

“I’m as okay as I can be,” you respond. “It’s been almost a year so I’ve kinda accepted it.”

“I see. Well I’m sorry that happened to you, that must be so incredibly hard. I can’t imagine being in that situation and I bet there’s only a very small population of people who could truly understand what you are going through. If it’s just sex you want, I can respect that, and I won’t judge you. Truthfully, I’m not looking for anything serious either right now. I can assure you I won’t try to take you from him or sway your feelings if all you are looking for is some physical relief. But maybe you should take a bit to see if this is what you really want. I’m not sure what it’s like communicating with someone inside prison, but maybe talk to him, and if he’s okay with it, we can try again,” Nanami says, clasping your hands between his and pulling them to his lips.

Tears begin to prick at your eyes as you absorb his words. This guy was so caring and you’d only known him for a few hours.

“I’m so sorry, this can’t be what you had in mind for tonight,” you chuckle as you wipe your eyes repeatedly.

“I still had a good time regardless and worst case, I met a nice person who I could see being friends with. Life happens,” Nanami smiles, rubbing your back before going to fetch your coat from the closet.

Sukuna said he would call you in the letter you left at home. You’ll ask him one more time what he wants, and if he gives you some bullshit answer, then you’ll go back to Nanami.

An hour later you are home, more confused than ever. Thank god Nanami was a good man, you both knew you would regret going further and decided to pause everything. You take Sukuna’s letter to your room and read it again. This time you realized your fists were clenched around the paper, wrinkling it from the way your fingertips twisted the delicate material.

You were pissed. You’d been nothing but honest with Sukuna that last day, seeing him in person about wanting to stay loyal to him, but he couldn’t grant you the same. Instead he seemed to be dancing around the topic which resulted in this train wreck of a night. If he were here right now you’d slap the tattoos right off his jawline and demand him tell you how he really felt.

It’s the least he could do, he wasn’t the only one with a mental state on the decline.

10 months

“This is a collect call from an inmate at the Southeastern Regional Jail, press 7 to accept.”

At 9AM you received a call from an unknown number and you were shocked to hear this.

You sat there staring at first, unsure if you wanted to answer. All your pent up anger from the other night suddenly evaporated and fear was the only thing left.

The prompt played 2 more times before you finally smashed the 7 button.

“Hello?”

“Oh thank god you picked up,” Sukuna’s voice answers on the other line. Your breath hitches as his deep tone reverberates through your ear. You exhale loudly, not realizing you were holding your breath. Briefly you mute the phone as you try to control your breathing, trying to take deep breaths and calm yourself.

“Are you there? Hello?” Sukuna says your name almost frantically while you are trying to regain your composure.

“I’m here, sorry, I just can’t believe it’s really you. I haven’t heard your voice in so long,” your voice cracks as you hold back a sob. This is all you’ve wanted this entire time, not realizing finally hearing him would affect you this way.

“It’s okay. For what it’s worth, I’m sorry too. That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about,” he continues, sighing audibly.

“Well I have an earful to give you as well Sukuna, but why don’t you go first.”

“What? Why am I getting an earful?!” his whiny voice responds with a tinge of fear.

You just sit silently for now, taking everything in you to not just explode at him.

“I know I deserve it, I just didn’t know you felt so strongly and it makes me feel worse,” he continues.

“Enough of the cryptic shit Sukuna, I have no idea what you are talking about,” you start crying.

“Okay okay, I’m here. Please just say what you need to say,” Sukuna’s voice deepens as if he’s trying to contain his emotions now.

“Do you want to be with me Sukuna? Like, actually want to be committed to each other? Only each other? And don’t give me any of this bullshit like ‘yes I do, but blah blah’. It’s yes or no. Enough beating around the bush,” you say sternly.

“Fuck you’re scaring me, where is this coming from?” he pauses before speaking.

“I went out with another guy the other night and started to have sex with him, Sukuna. That’s what this is about, this is what it’s come to.”

“Shit…ahhh shit! Fuck!” Sukuna curses before going totally silent. Everything in you wants to apologize but you hold your ground. You refuse to apologize for this.

“Wh-wh-what do you mean started to? What does that mean? Oh god I don’t know what to say…” his voice stutters and cracks, registering the pain in his words.

“I told you point blank at the prison that I wanted to be loyal to you, but you shut me down and left it ambiguous. You told me you didn’t want me to wait for you, you told me you wanted me to try and move on, to see other people. So I tried Sukuna. I tried the other day. But we stopped because I still love you. How can I fuck someone else when you’re all I want?” you start crying, forcing out the words as best you can. “Y-you seem like you don’t want that with me though. You don’t want to talk to me, don’t want to see me, made it seem like you didn’t care if I strayed from you. So I’ll ask you again, do you actually want to be with me?” you say through a combination of sobs and hiccups.

“Oh my god, yes! That’s why I called you!” his pitch is higher as his voice cracks again. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. Fuck! The truth is I don’t want you to be with anyone else! I’m sorry I wasn’t honest. I want to be together, I want to be loyal to each other. God willing you do too, but I don’t blame you if you don’t want that.

“Listen, I - ah - fucked up. Real bad. I don’t know why I wasn’t honest back then, it was shitty of me. I don’t hold it against you for going out with someone and going however far you did, I don’t wanna know specifics so please don’t tell me. It is what it is. I never meant to put you in this position, I thought I was doing the right thing, but I realized I wasn’t and I love you more than anything. It was manipulative, I didn’t give you a direct answer and because of that, you had no agency in this, and that’s not okay.” he says through sniffles as his voice gets harsh with emotion.

“Then why did you say those things?” you say through choked back tears.

He sighs again and you can hear him crying in the background before trying to speak again.

“I just felt so guilty. Felt like a shitty man to put you in this situation after promising you the fucking world. I didn’t want you to feel trapped, but I didn’t even listen to how you felt. It was selfish. I understand if you hate me-“

“You’re right I do fucking hate you,” you interupt him. “If I could pull you down by your stupid pink hair and slap your stupid jaw tattoos around and knock some sense into you I would.

“I hate that you made me fall in love with you, that you’re the first thing I think of when I wake up and the last thing I see when I go to sleep. I hate when I wake up and you weren’t in my dreams, the one place where you and I can actually feel real right now because you refuse to fucking interact with me. I hate that I need to wait for you. I waited my whole life to find you and now I need to wait even longer,” you ramble on, crying into your pillow and twisting your nails into your sheets.

“I hate that I can’t hear your laugh, can’t see your stupid goofy smile, can’t feel your soft touch. Fuck Sukuna I hate all of this. But I hate the thought of anyone else even more, so your godforsaken ass is worth the wait. I’ve already done it once,” you say with a humorless laugh, mouth dry and scratchy, eyes burning as you pour everything out into the open, holding your breath as you wait for his response.

He’s silent and unresponsive. Fearing the call dropped, you were about to lose it if he didn’t hear anything you said.

“Hello?”

“I’m here sweetheart. You really mean all that?”

“What the fuck, of course I did. Boy I swear I would beat your ass if you were here, dense ass motherfucking-”

“I’m sure you didn’t mean that to be romantic at all, but I’m at a loss for words,” he interrupts with a chuckle. What you don’t know is now he’s leaning against the concrete prison wall, biting his tongue and looking all giddy as he tries to replay everything you just said over and over in his mind.

“You think this is funny?” you lash out again. Holy shit this man is testing your patience.

“Kinda yeah. I’m just such a fucking idiot, I’m laughing at my asinine behaviour. I’m so relieved though to hear you say those things. You really love me huh?” he says and you are sure he’s fighting back the biggest grin.

“You’re smiling right now aren’t you?” you say more calmly than before.

“Yup, got a big ole smirk on my face. And crying. You make me happy. It’s happy tears.”

“You make me happy too. And insane. But also insanely happy, even from a concrete cell,” you feel a laugh escape your lips.

“Fuck, wish I could scoop you up and fucking break your little bones from hugging you so hard,” his voice is more husky and even now.

“Um ouch? A little violent don’t you think?”

“I don’t mean it literally. Just that I wish I could be close to you. It’ll be worth it though. One day.”

“Yes it will. Can you actually call me from now on? Also what’s this about wanting to try for a baby when you get out? When did I ever say I wanted one?” you blurt out, remembering that insane part of his last letter.

“Yes I will call. I can’t call often, maybe once a week at most. It’s pricey and I wanna have money left for me when I get out…well for us.

“And yeah, about that. See my cellmate got his girl pregnant right before he got put in here and he got me all paranoid since I busted in you about six times that night. But then I was like well if we are mid to late thirties when I get out, better get to it since time isn’t on our side”

You burst out laughing but feel your heart swell at his words picturing little pink haired terrors running around his house.

“Well you need to get your degrees and trades or whatever in order. I’m not footing the bill for all of us because for some reason I don’t see you being able to keep your hands off of me to stop at just one,” you tease.

“Oh please, don’t act all high and mighty. I saw you that night, begging to take every last drop-“

“Oh my god can people hear you?!” you squeal, interrupting him.

“Um, darling it’s a bunch of dudes locked up in here with no females to be found. You just get used to being shameless after a while. Like when we are done here I’m gonna go tell Gojo to look the other way while I jerk off.”

You practically choke on your own saliva. What the actual fuck?

“Uh, wow, okay. That’s pretty wild Sukuna not gonna lie.”

“I do the same for him after he’s talked to his girl. He owes me, horny little fuck,” Sukuna scoffs.

“Oh, the call is gonna end in a few minutes. I’ll try to call you every other week on Saturdays around this same time. Sound good?” Sukuna changes the topic as the warning sound chimes over the phone.

“That sounds good. Keep writing too. I like it, it’s special and I look forward to it,” you respond, feeling the weight that was heavy on your heart start to feel a little lighter.

“Of course I will. Anything for you. I love you. So so soooooo muuuuuch,” he says in that whiny voice of his that just makes you smile and shake your head. He’s your whiny Kuna though and you love it.

“I love you too Kuna, talk to you later.”

The call ends and the tears come again. Except this time they’re tears of joy. Relief. Filled with hope for what’s to come. Almost a year down with so much more to go, but at least now you know where you stand. Plus now you have calls to look forward to as you inch your way closer to being reunited.

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kavlitzlver · 6 months ago

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2007 tom and f!reader go to the same school blah blah blah and then they do it in a classroom when the classes are over OR hcs about how they go to the same school both sfw and nsfw thank u

OKAY I LOVE THIS IDEA i can work with this, just hope you like it <33

be quiet.

Tom Kaulitz x Fem!reader

summary: You and Tom go to the same school together and secretly have been friends with benefits for quite some time now, neither of your other band members or anyone else at school knows, but seeing each other in school all the time and not fuck is harder than you both thought….

warnings : rough sex, p in v sex, fingering, oral sex

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I feel his hand on my lap, slowly moving towards my inner thigh, his thumb stroking the soft skin of my legs that peeked through the tight black skirt I was wearing. “Tom..” I mumble as i nudge him, he grinned at my widened eyes as i scanned the room for any curious looks from our classmates, scared that someone might notice. It was so weird that no one noticed the looks Tom and I gave each other recently, how we behaved less like best friends but more like a couple, I feel like he didn’t even notice it himself. We’ve been sleeping with each other for a few months now, one day he’s my best friend and we’re goofing around like always, the next his hand is wrapped around my neck while he’s deep inside me. It was confusing.

“Been too long y/n….need you” he whispered into my ear, causing a shiver to run down my spine, those words alone were enough to just take him right here and there, to send me over the edge in the middle of class.

“After school ‘kay?” I take his hand and place it back down on the table, nudging him in the shoulder “We’re in the middle of-“

“Y/n. Might wanna share what you and Tom are talking about? Sounds interesting” the teacher interrupted us, making me flinch away from him, I shook my head and focussed back on the lesson. I saw Bill turning around to us and giving me a silly look, I knew that he knew something was going on, it was Bill, he sensed those things. “After school at my place.” I say to Tom, not even looking at him when I felt his hand back on my thigh, he was so needy, so horny, all the damn time, I cross my legs, automatically making it impossible for him to arouse me, I could hear his sigh as he tried to focus back on the lesson.

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Math class was over, I started packing up my stuff and was about to leave the room when I felt a tight grip around my waist. “Wait a sec.” Tom smirked, pulling me back to our seats, “Lets skip Biology hm?” he had that lustful grin on his face, his hands tightened, his tongue playing with his lip ring, I couldn’t say no, not to this look, not to him staring me up and down like that. “Can’t wait till after school..”

“You guys coming?” Bill stopped mid way, looking at us with crossed arms and raised eyebrows, i clear my throat. “Go ahead, we skip” Tom responded in a confident voice, knowing Bill would never skip a class in the last week of school. Bill nodded disappointedly, heading outside the classroom with Georg and Gustav, who looked just as confused.

I watched as Tom walked to the entry of the room, closing the door and locking it after making sure no one had seen us. I was taking off my jacket when I felt his two warm hands on my waist, his fingers digging into my soft skin, pulling me back in a swift motion, he presses me close to him, showing me how hard he is as he started kissing my neck. I was tense, unsure if that was really a good idea, wouldn’t we get in huge trouble when someone catches us?

“Tom I-“ he turns me around in a quick motion, my words being interrupted by a rough kiss, his hands wandered down to my thighs, gripping my legs and lifting me up on one of the tables. “You look so good in that skirt…so fucking good” his raspy whisper send shivers down my spine, he groaned into my neck as he grinded against my core through the soft material of my skirt. I let myself fall into the moment, shaking off every concern I had when I found my way into his jeans, unbuttoning them with the other and taking out the belt through the loops in a rough motion, throwing it somewhere on the floor.

The grin on his face as I started to slowly run my fingers along his length was unbearable, the way his eyes turned so lustful, he was making me insane, I get a hold onto his cock and start moving my hand back and forth, causing his grin to turn into a gasp, his head leaned back.

I take his pants off, letting them pool at his feet when I get off the table and down on my knees, my hands placed on his waist, my tongue liking the tip before I almost swallow him whole, the room now filled with his groans as he grabbed my hair into a ponytail. His moans like music to my ears, a grin formed on my face as I saw the pleasure I caused him. “Fuck…..”

“Get up….need to hurry baby” I shivered when he called me that, he never did before, I do as he said and sat back down on the table, i didn’t even bother taking of my skirt when Toms finger already played with the thin material of my panties, pulling them to the side and entering his middle finger into me in a swift motion, leaving me a moaning mess. He curled his finger just the right way to hit my g spot, his dreads falling into my face as he sucked on the soft skin of my neck, leaving marks just as always.

“Tom we need to hurry…” Moans cut off my speech, he nodded and exited my core, a gasp leaving my mouth as he licked my juices off his finger, positioning himself before my entrance. He entered me roughly, his hands on my waist as he pushed into me hard, not even stopping so I could adjust. “just like that..” he groaned, digging his fingers into my flesh. He quickened his pace even more, mouth open as he moaned in pleasure, his heartbeat racing just as mine as he kissed me roughly, his tongue intertwining with mine. I broke the kiss as i couldn’t contain my whimpers, sensing that i’m close to reaching my peak, “gonna cum..”

“I’m not done.” he grabbed me by my neck with one hand, the other now found a way under my skirt, his thumb circling around my clit when my legs began to tense, a satisfied smirk resting on his face as he witnessed the effect he had on me. My eyes were shut, mouth open as one moan escaped after the other when suddenly we heard someone trying to open the door.

Tom stayed inside me, but slowed down his movements as he continued to move in and out, his hand now roughly placed on my mouth to stop me from moaning. It seemed like whoever wanted to enter was now gone and Tom quickened up his pace again, rubbing my clit with his thumb and buttoning me completely until I was a moaning mess and reached my high. Tom was near the end too when his movements became sloppier and he finally released himself.

“Good girl…so…so good” he mumbled as our foreheads touched, “mhm…” i nod trying to catch my breath. I watched as Tom put his pants back on, handing me a paper towel to clean myself up before he kissed my neck one last time. He brushed my hair behind my back when a grin appeared on his face “hickeys look good on you.” I slapped him on the shoulder, my hand immediately on my neck when I ran to the mirror in the front of the classroom.

“I told you to stop doing that”

He opened the classroom door, completely ignoring my complain, “let’s go…before someone sees us”

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Tom and I waited outside the school for the rest, seeing Bill, Georg and Gustav walk out the door, laughing about something.

“You guys wouldn’t believe what Sophie heard in one of the classrooms-“ I looked at Gustav with raised eyebrows, “Two people were having sex in the last lesson!” Georg continued where Gustav started, laughing his ass off just like the rest when Tom gave me a playful look, smirking at me. I faked my reaction, gasping when I kicked Tom in the chest.

“What?! Who would do that?!”

“Someone like Tom would…” Bill winked at his twin, I was right, he definitely knew.

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beaddie · 2 months ago

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2+1=3

summary: In which xeno wingfield will finally meet stanley snyders's other friend from another state, but before can stanley introduce the two from each other, xeno already met her...?

Saturday, 11:31 am

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"hey xeno, wanna meet (y/n)?"

an 11-year-old stanley snyder asks xeno wingfield, who is getting everything he needs ready for his next rocket building project (xeno had previously created like several of rockets, its a long process of trial and error for him).

It's been three years since xeno first met stanley. they met when other kids mess with him, and stanley has to step in, and the rest is history. so back to the story.

In all honesty, xeno has no interest in making new 'friends' , to him, stan is more than enough of a friend because he consistently helps him in his little experiments. stan sometimes acts as his bodyguard too.

even so, stanley occasionally brings up this '(y/n)' whenever they discuss trivial matters. like:

"that's kinda remind me of (y/n) "

"(y/n) like this things too"

"sounds like (y/n) would do"

so I suppose xeno can't escape meeting with this '(y/n)', but he was not expecting seeing stanley's other friend so soon.

xeno answered nonchalantly, "oh? and when can I meet this other friend of yours?" while continuing with gathering his materials and papers. while stan waited for xeno to finish, he leaned his back against the door.

"well, she called me this morning that she will come visit me this next saturday, she will stay here with my family for the next four days" stanley replied.

"is that so... then Im looking forward to meeting (y/n) then" xeno said as he motion stanley to carry the heavy materials of his rocket to put it to a mini wagon cart.

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"tell me, stan, how did you meet (y/n) exactly?" xeno questions stan. together, the two is walking outside and reach the land of a nearby lake to launch xeno's new rocket. It's a perfect day to launch the rocket, with the proper humidity level and weather, and plenty of trees around that give them a peaceful and quiet scenery.

"ah well" stan paused for a moment, his eyes closed, and he leaned his head back to face the sun, pulling the cart in hand.

" we've known each other since we were babies. our old men has known each other since they were teenagers. so..."

"oh, I assume your fathers brought you together since then?" xeno stated as the two reached into their destination.

"yeah you can say that" then stanley picked up the rocket, helping xeno put it together and get ready for launching off into the blue sky.

the two worked together to put the rocket together, carefully attaching every parts and making sure everything was secure. after the rocket was put together, stanley carried it off so that xeno could start operating the rocket's controls. as xeno prepared the rocket for launch, the two were both excited and anxious. the rocket launched with a countdown and flew into the sky, leaving a trail of smoke and sparks in its path. then, they hear a huge boom as they watch the rocket take off.

BOOM!!

the rocket launch is again—another failure, as expected.

"well, there goes another rocket launching fail..." stanley cutting off the silence

"as predicted, but with an improvement, we surpassed another record for the rocket's altitude, and it is higher than before" xeno said with a closed smile

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6 days later.

CORNERSTONE ACADEMY

friday, 2:19 pm

"are you sure it's okay that you go home alone today?" stanley stated while watching xeno gathering his things in his bag.

they were in their homeroom class at the time, and while most students were leaving for home, some stayed behind in attending in club activities after school, like stan, who have a soccer practice for their nearing tournament next month.

"I've already told you stan that I'm fine going home alone myself for the time being, and I don't want to interfere with your soccer practice." he was reassured by xeno, books and encyclopedias in his hand and carrying a backpack.

"but what if they-"

"just like I said, I am fine stan" xeno cut off stanley and give him a look that literally said 'don't make me repeat it'

"ugh, fine but be careful" stanley grumbled under his breath as he left the classroom and made his way to the soccer field.

"alright."

then for the day, the two parted ways.

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as xeno was peacefully strolling down the street, the three self-proclaimed school bullies abruptly surrounded him in.

"well well well, look do we have here...! the nerd!" bully 1, or the leader of the bullies, laughed slyly

"where's that guard dog of yours huh? not with you today?" bully 2 stated as he leans closer to xeno

" have you heard personal space?" while rolling his eyes, xeno remarked

then suddenly bully 3 snatched xeno's books in his hand

"ohhh, looky here ey, his nerdy stuff!~ why don't we 'decorate' it huh? would you like it?" bully 3 said as he looks at xeno's book with false interest

"as a matter of fact, no I do not." xeno responded neutrally.

"huh..?! are you threatening us?" bully 1 threatened him

"don't be so cocky you nerd" bully 2 added

with three against one, xeno is obviously powerless. you've got to be kidding, right? he may have an extraordinary mind, but it's obvious that he lacks a strong physical physique. that's stanley's forte, and he don't have a choice but to stand there and stood quietly as the three starts to 'decorate' his books, if I said decorate his books, what I meant to rip and destroy the books.

without stanley on his side, he is absolutely defenseless.

thump

the three bullies were alerted when they heard the four of them make a running sound as it approaching them.

"what the- who dare to-" bully 1 exclaimed

WHACK

xeno and the other bullies can't help but watch in astonishment as bully 1 is knocked back to the ground by a girl's powerful and unexpected kick.

there stood a girl— (h/c) hair flowing through the air flawlessly with (e/c) staring sharply at them while tucking her hands in her pockets. and xeno can't help but stare at the girl in admiration.

'how.....elegant'

"leave him alone." the mysterious girl warned the three as bully 1 held his bleeding nose.

"who do you think your talk-" the kick to the bully 2's chins interrupts him, causing him to stumble and drop to his butt.

"you...!— get her!" the two was told by their leader as they approached the girl and started foolishly attack her.

"tsk" then the girl punch their cheeks one by one like a professional fighter.

xeno can't help but continue to stare the girl while the fight escalates. his mind was full with questions. who is this girl? where does she come from? how old is she? What's her name? If stan was here, he is so sure that he wants to meet this fascinating girl too and learn everything there is to know about her.

then the bullies' voice suddenly cut off xeno's stunned face

blink

'what?'

"mark my words girly, and you nerd! this isn't over!!" bully 1 cried out as he and his goons run away from where the girl and xeno is.

"this isn't over!!" then the bullies finally disappeared. "are you....ok...?" the girl asks xeno

"huh- yes, I'm alright, and I truly thank you for saving me from those idiots."

"no problem.....but can I ask you what time is it?" unexpectedly, the girl asks him (and stare at his forehea—), as if nothing had happened.

'huh? you just beat up a couple idiots, and now you want to know the time?'

xeno sighs but replied anyway as a form of gratitude

"it's around 2:44"

"oh thanks"

as if she were running out of time for work, the girl rushed off, leaving xeno dazed as his books scattered all around him. and xeno smiled at the running girl

'what an elegant and interesting girl~'

unknown to him, the mysterious girl is sprinting toward the academy, eager to see her long time friend who is playing a game of soccer on the academy's field.

"stan!"

☆

saturday, 10:44 am

wingfield residence

"stan, you would not believe what happened yesterday!"xeno exclaimed to his friend stanley in an energetic tone.

they were currently hanging out in the backyard of the residence to continue xeno's rocket development and prepare to launch it once more.

xeno can't stop thinking about the mysterious girl that save him yesterday, and he can't wait to tell stanley to know about the girl too

"hmm..? what happened?" stan replied as he lean his back to the backyard's tree that were covering them from the sun's heat

"there was a girl that saved me yesterday!"

stanley abruptly stood up as soon as he heard xeno say these words.

stan spoke frantically and worried to his friend, "hah? saved you from what?! who?! did that goons mess with you again?! tsk, I knew it, I should have come with you yesterday."

"just like I said, a girl saved me! oh stan, if you were there yesterday, you should've seen her graceful kick..! It's elegant!"

as xeno continue to ramble on about this mysterious girl he met yesterday, stanley couldn't help but see similarities between the girl xeno talking about and his childhood friend (who just surprisingly arrived yesterday and met him on the soccer field)

"I was about to ask her name yesterday, but she quickly left. I really hope to see her again. and oh, as I recall, your friend (y/n) will arrive today, yes?".

"your right, but she arrived yesterday and I had no idea. heh, that girl really loves to surprise people" stan amused as he replied to xeno, then he added

"you wouldn't mind to meet her right now, right?"

"oh, you mean I can now meet her?"

"yup, I'll bring her over for you"

"then it would be fine"

"cool"

stan picks up his bike and heads outside to the his friends house. stanley thrilled as he returns to his parents' home to pick up his friend. he can't wait to xeno and (y/n) to finally meet!

☆

"(y/n) c'mon out, there's someone I want you to meet!" stan called to (y/n) as she come out to the stairs house.

she teased, "I'm here, calm down pretty boy" (y/n), putting on her shoes.

"l'm obviously calm, what are you talking about"

"whatever you say"

"get on, we're on for a bumpy ride"

"stop acting so stupid, you're not even driving a car or anything"

"just hop on, will ya'?"

they started to ride back to xeno's house while still jokingly arguing, as (y/n) sat at the rear of stanley's bike.

☆

"aight, where here" stan said as he stop the bike, making (y/n) gawk at the mansion-like house.

"woah, how 'd you pull a rich friend huh? tell me your secret stan"

"I don't have a secret, let's go" stan then snatched (y/n)'s hand to pull her in

"right...."

☆

"xeno! we're here" stanley waved as xeno's back facing him and (y/n)

stan's voice as he calls for him caused him to perk up.

"stan, I'm glad you—"

when xeno saw those recognizable, attractive (e/c) looking back at him, he suddenly stopped speaking.

"wait, your that boy yesterday...." (y/n) mumbled as she squint her eyes and point a finger to xeno's direction.

stanley then started the introduction between the two

"xeno this is (y/n), she's the girl I've been talking about. and (y/n) this is xeno"

xeno then snatched (y/n)'s hand for handshake as he greets her brightly with stars in his eyes

"such beauty and elegance! welcome to my abode! I'm xeno houston wingfield! nice to finally meeting you again!"

"ah—, yeah. I'm (y/n) ambrose, nice to meet you to....I guess." unknown to xeno, (y/n) can't help but stare at his forehead......

"stan, why didn't you tell me that your friend s with the girl who saved me yesterday? ~"

"yeah..." stanley replied while closing his eyes

"wait— WHAT?!"

#xdrstone #xreader #dr stone x reader #dr. stone x reader #xeno houston wingfield x reader #stanley snyder x reader #xeno wingfield x reader #xdr.stone #reader #dr stone

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mas-o-kissed · 11 months ago

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(Mind control, dubious consent, public)

You receive an invitation to a party from an unknown sender. It’s strange, but you’re intrigued enough that you decide to attend.

The party is in a huge house, and you recognize a few of the other guests— acquaintances and coworkers you don’t know very well. After an hour of music, food, and curious chatter, the host of the party finally reveals himself: he is tall, mysterious, beautiful. But something about him feels off. He seems unnatural somehow.

You observe him, moving about the party, mingling with the guests, but after a short while you notice something strange. Each time he talks to someone, they seem to get much more comfortable. Too comfortable. Their faces flush. They seem unsteady on their feet. It’s like they’re getting drunk just by talking to him, but it’s not just that. One by one, the other guests seem to be unable to keep their hands off each other.

It dawns on you quickly. The host is a demon of lust. As he talks to the guests, he lowers their inhibitions. Makes them horny. Makes them desperate.

And the display is getting out of hand. You see your usually shy coworker on his knees in the living room, nuzzling into a stranger’s bulge. A woman you met briefly through a group of friends who seemed quite modest at the time is pulling off her clothes, a trance-like expression on her face.

“Hey, cutie~” it’s a guy you remember from some college courses you took years ago. He almost stumbles into you, a pink liquor sloshing in the glass in his hand. “Lissten,” he slurs, not noticing your trepidation, “I always thought you were soooo smart.” He’s playing with your collar, “it would really turn me on to see you get dumb for me.”

You brush him away, waving a hand in front of his eyes. He only gazes back at you placidly as you whisper-shout to avoid getting the demon’s attention, “The host is doing something to us. Wake up!”

“You wanna sip, cutie?” He pushes the drink in your face. Just the sweet, strong smell of it makes your head spin.

When you blink through the fog, you look up and see that the host is looking at you. He winks.

“Where ya going, sweetie?” The man with the drink calls after you as you head for the exit.

You can feel the host’s eyes on you. Moving closer. You reach for the door. Locked, of course. You look around for help, but all around you the other guests are trapped in their own dreams. Kissing, and rubbing, biting and hurting one another. All in the name of pleasure.

“Are you enjoying the party?” A deep voice behind you. How did he sneak up on you so fast?

You look up at him, your stomach dropping, face getting red. “What are you doing to us?”

“Just having a little fun.” He grins. His teeth are sharp, “There isn’t a single human here who doesn’t need this. You, especially.” He cradles your chin in his fingers. You feel your head getting light. Fuck, he’s got you.

You fight the fog, the arousal flowing through you, “Will I remember this?”

“Oh darling, everyone will.”

“Please. I don’t want to… embarrass myself.”

He laughs, “Oh, you poor thing.” The arousal is starting to cloud your thoughts. You feel it taking you over.

You try to protest again but all that comes out of your mouth is a hitched moan.

“You won’t be able to help but embarrass yourself, baby. That’s why I chose you. It’s just so much fun to watch.”

When did you drop to your knees? When did he put this collar around your throat?

“Now go ahead. Embarrass yourself for me.”

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ccsainzleclerc5516 · 1 year ago

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Just you and me

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Reader (y/n)

Warnings: smut!!, fluff, a little bit of everything

Background: You, Carlos and Charles are at a Ferrari event. You came with your longtime best friend Carlos, and Charles brought with him the girl he's currently seeing, even though he's not really interested in anyone else but you. You and Charles have liked each other ever since you met, but you've never gotten into anything serious. You were always seeing other people on the side and that was fine for both of you until you realized that you fell for him.

Y/n's pov

"Y/n? What are you doing here?" Carlos asks kneeling down in front of me. "Hey, are you okay?" He asks again noticing another tear roll down my face.

I honestly don't want to talk to him right now. I don't wanna talk to anybody. I feel pathetic because I'm letting myself feel this way again over a guy. It's humiliating. But it's not Charles' fault. It's no one's fault but mine. I should be in control of my own feelings but here I am yet again letting my mood depend on others. It seems that the more you resist certain things, the more they hurt.

"Look at me." Carlos says lifting up my chin making me look at him but I quickly look away.

"I'd really appreciate if you could leave me be with myself right now."

"I will if you tell me who made you cry?" He takes off his blazer and wraps it around me.

"I made myself cry." I sob putting my palms over my face. I can't wait to look myself in the mirror and see black mascara all over my face. Luckily the amount of alcohol in my system tells me to not give a shit about it.

"Why you two do this to each other, I'll never understand." He sighs.

"He went home with her?" I dare to ask even though I'm not sure if I want to hear the answer.

"She wasn't feeling well so he took her home, but-"

"There you are, fuck I'm looking-"

Charles. He took her home, but he'll be back. Feeling of relief and feeling of anger are fighting inside of me when I see him.

Without saying a word, Carlos stands up and leaves us alone on the terrace. I immediately stand up and head after Carlos not wanting to look at Charles, but before I can leave he tightly grabs my wrist and pulls me to him.

"Let go." I say through my teeth.

"No." He says coldly not breaking the eye contact. "What's wrong? Are you crying because I left with her?"

I laugh at his question. How dares he? "Crying because of you? You're not worthy of that, Charles." I obviously lie yanking my wrist out of his grip.

"See I don't think you're telling the truth." He takes a step closer to me leaving a small gap between us. "I know that just the thought of me being close to her or touching her.." Oh my God my heart literally aches picturing them in my head.

"Stop.." I whisper quietly squinting my eyes desperately wanting to erase it from my mind.

"It makes your blood boil." He says looking down at me. "And I wouldn't want it any other way."

"What?"

"C'mon," He takes a strand of my hair and puts it behind my ear. "We both know we can't stop thinking about each other. Whose blazer is on you?"

"It's Carlos'." Right as the words leave my mouth, he takes it off of me making it fall to the ground and the cold breeze hits my skin.

"Come with me." He takes my hand again, but I stop him.

"No, Charles, I don't wanna go with you." I lie, but he ignores me. "I'll scream, I swear-"

"Go ahead, scream. The press is just waiting for some interesting shit to happen. I'm sure you'll make the headlines tomorrow morning." He cuts me off and I have nothing to say back at him.

I follow him out of the terrace through the long corridor to the elevator. The elevator takes us up to the top floor of the hotel. We get out and Charles pulls a card out of his pocket unlocking the door of the hotel suite.

As we step inside, Charles takes off his blazer throwing it onto the bed and I go straight to the huge glass wall that has an exit to the balcony. The only light in the room was the one that came from the outside and I didn't mind. I cross my arms looking at the city lights outside not knowing what to do nor how to act. I'm so tired, emotionally tired. I don't have the energy to argue, to scream, I don't even have the energy to fight back or try to prove my point over anything anymore. I am tired of feeling this way.

I feel his arms on my waist as he appears behind me. He places a soft kiss on my shoulder and then on my neck making me close my eyes and lean my head on the opposite side so that now he has a full access to it.

I let out a small whimper as his left hand travels from my waist to the front side of my neck gently gripping it his rings leaving cold traces on my skin.

"Fuck, y/n.." He breathes out. "I want you so bad, you don't even realize." As he says that he presses himself against me and I can feel how hard he already is.

He spins me around and crashes his lips on mine and in that moment I completely give in. I forget what I was mad at him about. I decide not to overthink this, I just want to surrender to this moment and honestly I don't want it to ever end. Even if I wanted to resist this I couldn't. I want him more than anything and I want him to make me his even though in my mind I've been his from the first day we met.

He deepens our kiss as his tongue swipes lightly over mine. His hand finds its way over my thigh to my panties passing with his fingers over the thin damp fabric. He pulls them to the side with his two fingers and slowly starts rubbing my clit in circles as I lean my head in the crook of his neck.

"You're dripping, fuck..Look at me." He whispers and lifts up my chin with his other hand making me look him in the eyes. "You're so wet for me baby. Tell me, tell me what do you want me to do?"

"Charles..." I don't feel confident enough to say profanities back to him, but hearing him talking that way was music to my ears.

"Tell me what you want baby. I want to hear you. Do you want me to finger you?" He asks and I nod digging my nails into his skin.

"Finger me, please." my mouth fall open unable to say anything as his fingers hastily start going in and out of me.

"I really wanted to be gentle with you tonight, but you're making it too difficult for me." I moan at his words and at the loss of touch as he pulls his fingers out of me just to push them back inside. "Open your mouth." I obediently do as he orders and puts his fingers in my mouth. I suck on them paying special attention to his middle finger without taking my eyes off of his.

"Fuck baby..Look what you're doing to me. I'm so hard for you it fucking hurts." He mutters under his breath stroking his cock through his pants that looked as if they were about to snap open under the pressure. We continue to kiss passionately ripping off the clothes from one another.

"Please baby don't make me beg." He throws his head backwards desperate for my touch.

I start kissing his neck and unbuttoning his pants at the same time. He cups my cheeks as I slowly start pulling his boxers down his legs. My knees hit the floor and I don't waste any time as I put him in my mouth. Charles' moans intensifies when I look him up in the eyes.

"Fuuuuck." The eye contact almost sends him over the edge. It drives him completely crazy. "Baby, I'm gonna cum if you keep looking at me like that." But I want him this way, crazy over me, craving my touch as much as I'm craving his. He pulls my hair into a ponytail and pushes me deeper on his cock hitting the back of my throat. I gag around him making him moan in pleasure and he slowly pushes his cock all the way down my throat again enjoying the view.

"Fuck, I can't hold back anymore. I need to be inside of you. Come here." He breathlessly pulls me up by my elbows and presses me against the glass wall. He lifts up my dress and my right leg with one hand and with the other he pulls my panties aside thrusting himself into me.

"Charles we're at the window. Somebody could see us."

"Good. Then everybody will finally know how much you're mine." I feel warmth in my stomach at his words. God, it feels so good to hear them. "Do you want this?" He asks. I nod whimpering, but the answer doesn't satisfy him. "I need to hear you."

"I want it, I want you." I manage to say.

"Are you close?"

"Yeah, I'm so close Charles" I squeal digging my nails into the skin on his back.

"Me too baby, where do you want it?"

"Inside, cum inside me. Fill me up." The words that I whisper into his ear alone are enough to make his eyes roll and release his cum deep inside me. My legs start to shake and he quickly catches me holding me tightly in his embrace and leaving kisses all over my face.

"From now on it's just you and me okay? No one else, just you and me. No more messing around. I only want you y/n. I always have."

"Just you and me."

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w2soneshots · 4 months ago

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Hormones -George clarkey

words: 0.7k+

warnings: angst (but mostly fluff), mention of periods.

summary: George’s humour slightly pushes you over the edge while you’re dealing with the worst week of the month, though he’s quick to make it up to you.

notes: hi! Here’s the request🫶🏼. I’m sorry for going MIA, I’ve just had a lot going on in my personal life recently and didn’t have the inspiration to write. George has been looking a little too good though so I was inspired to write something for him😌. Enjoy!!🤍✨

"Good morning darling," my boyfriend George cheerfully greeted me as I shuffled into the kitchen. I groaned as I sat down on a stool, placing my head in my hands. "You okay?" He asked softly. I looked up to see his eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Period," I replied bluntly.

"Ah," he sighed. "Well, uh- the boys are coming over today and we're supposed to be going to the pub later." "Okay." I mumbled. "Okay? Great. I thought you were going to throw a tantrum," he joked, though it didn't sound as funny as he thought it would.

"I'm not a child George," I turned towards the fridge. "Uh, didn't mean it like that... sorry." He rambled. "Mhm," I responded, the annoyance in my voice extremely audible.

I ate a quick breakfast then got back into bed. George, Chris and Arthur sat in the living room watching last night's darts game while I slept for a bit longer. I was woken to the sound of shouting, rage suddenly filled my veins. I threw the covers back and trudged towards the bedroom door.

"Could you be any fucking louder?!" I angrily exclaimed as I reached the end of the hallway. All three men turned to look at me, shock evident on their faces. "Sorry, uh- did we wake you up?" Chris asked calmly.

The anger faded and it was replaced with regret. "Yeah, it's fine. I shouldn't have snapped like that. Carry on, sorry," I mumbled before turning around, embarrassed.

The boys shared a look then George got up from the sofa. He followed me into the bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed. "They understand," he reassured me, squatting down so we were at eye level.

I ran a hand through my hair. "I was so mean," I muttered, my voice cracking slightly. I felt like I was about to cry. George wasn't sure what to do so he just sat next to me and pulled me into his chest, silently comforting me.

Subconsciously I drifted off to sleep in his arms. He stayed in the same position, gently stroking my hair, for another ten minutes before he carefully picked me up and tucked me into bed.

When I woke up the boys had gone out but George was sat next to me, scrolling through his phone. "Hey," I whispered as I turned onto my side so that I was facing him.

"How'd you sleep darling?" He asked softly, after immediately putting his phone down. His hand reached out and he softly pressed it to my cheek. "Good, I think that's what I needed. I thought you were going to the pub?"

"They went without me, I'd rather be here with you," he replied with the cutest smile ever. "As if I couldn't love you more," I muttered as I shuffled toward him. He slid his arm under my neck as I cuddled up to him. I let out a content sigh.

After lying there for a few minutes he took a deep breath. "So..." my head perked up. "Wanna fuck?" He joked with his silly little voice. "Oh shut up you dick." I chuckled and playfully slapped his chest.

The next day I felt a little better but still spent most of my morning in bed. George had to go film a video and left early in the morning. I woke up to a cold bottle of water, my favourite chocolate and a beautiful bouquet of flowers on my bedside table.

A huge smile spread across my face as I also noticed the cute little note that read "Get some well earned rest. Love you x". I knew he'd have to have gotten up even earlier to get those things for me so I sent him a heartfelt thank you text.

I got up, took a shower and put on some sweats. After making myself some lunch I got comfy on the sofa and picked one of my comfort movies to get lost in.

George got home just as the film finished and I jumped off of the couch to greet him with a kiss. "Woah!" He chuckled as I hugged him. "Feeling better I see." I smiled. "Yeah, much." He squeezed me slightly. "I'm glad." He whispered into my hair.

We spent the rest of the night in the apartment. We ordered a takeaway, chatted, watched whatever crap was on the tv and did a whole lot of laughing at each other's corny jokes.

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sturniyolos · 1 year ago

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𝖮𝖱 𝖭𝖠𝖧?

𝖢.𝖲 18+

You took another one again. Shot after shot after shot, you knew you weren’t stopping anytime soon. Once the shots started tasting like water, you knew you were fucked. You should’ve known going to the triplets’ 6 million party would kick your ass tomorrow.

“Kid, if you’re gonna drink that much, atleast make sure the drink is good. The fuck is this shit?” Chris states, as he hits a fat ass blunt in his right hand while holding the green BuzzBall in his other. You and Chris’ relationship was okay— to say the least. You grew up with the triplets, but you never got along with Chris. He always had a thing against you, and vice versa. It was your guys’ thing, to insult and hate each other, but you both never understood why. Without a doubt you loved his brothers, but you weren’t sure if you could say the same thing about the youngest one.

“Why’re you here? You’re cockblocking me.” You state, taking the blunt from his hand. Chris turns around to see Vinnie Hacker, a TikToker you so badly crushed on. Chris looked back at you, and rolled his eyes. He looks down at you as you inhale the smoke from the blunt. Chris would be lying if he said he didn’t find you attractive. The way the green LED lights made you look so good, and the tight red dress you were wearing definitely didn’t help.

“Cockblocking? Motherfucker— you’re the last girl a dude would wanna get with.” Chris exclaims, flipping his hat from forward to backwards.

You rolled your eyes as he took the blunt from your hands, and smoking it right away. You watched him as he hit ghosts, dapping up his YouTuber friends. You couldn’t deny that he looked good.. a little too good. You knew Chris was attractive, but his attitude to you always ruined it— or lowkey made it better.

“I’m gonna make more blunts— you tryna hotbox our guest room?” Chris says, holding the unlit end of the blunt to you so you can smoke it while it’s in his fingers. You looked up at him and inhaled the strong smoke while nodding your head. You lead the way and made your way upstairs. Chris didn’t know if you knew or not, but he had no shame staring up your dress, with your lower ass showing, he couldn’t stop himself. It took everything in him not to grab what was infront of him. His fantasy ended when you opened the door to the vacant room and started to walk in.

Chris locks it as you two sit on the big bed, right next to one another.

“The fuck you lockin’ it for?” You ask, taking off your heels that you’ve had on all night.

“Because I don’t want anyone else in here?” He says condescendingly. You look at him as he takes out the supplies he needs to make the blunts. You watch him as he pulls out his ElfBar, and starts hitting ghosts with that as well.

“I wonder if Vinnie is still downstairs” You say.

“Go talk to him if you want him so bad.” Chris mutters, taking out his lighter.

“Sorry, I’m unfortunately up here so.” You shrug, waiting for a response but silence. It’s complete silence as you look at Chris for a response.

“He’s so fine, I don’t know how he doesn’t have a girl yet.” You state as you watch Chris roll up the first blunt. He’s silent once again, which gives you a chance to talk.

“I heard he’s huge, I was tryna see for myself tonight.” You said, repositioning yourself and you accidently shook Chris, making him fuck up his rolling.

“The fuck’s your problem?” He says, becoming agitated randomly.

“Sorry, I didn’t know I’d-“

“Talkin’ to me about some guy’s dick like go fuck him if you want him so bad. I don’t need to be hearing-“

“Woah. Is that what this is about? Are you jealous?” You say, smiling while putting your tongue against your cheek.

“Never said that, just don’t get the hype.” He says, sticking his tongue out so it stays.

“I could say the same thing about you.” You say, standing up and walking from the bed to the door, then leaning on the door.

Chris doesn’t say anything— too focused [and jealous] to say anything back to you.

“Fine, I’ll go find out for myself if he’s huge.” You say, about to unlock the door.

“Walk out that door and I swear to God I’ll punch him in the face.” Chris says. You look back and he’s standing.

“Awe.” You state, walking towards him. “Someone is jealous. Are you mad that you’re not the YouTube It boy no more?”

He looks down at you, and starts walking towards you. You walk back and your back hits the door.

“No. I’m mad because I bet I can make you feel so much better than he can.”

You stare at him. Confused, yet turned on at his remark. You turn your confusion into a smirk, and say,

“How so?”

Chris grabs your throat gently, and you gasp. He cups your face with his hand, and whispers in your ear,

“I’ll fuck you like I hate you.”

“But you do hate me.” You say.

“Even better.”

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This was jus a lil scrap I found in my drafts teehee. Anywayssss, I hope yall have been enjoying the small fics I’ve been putting out. I love you😇.

#Spotify #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo smut

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henry7931 · 6 months ago

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Playing in the Attic

Kenton:

Chris and I are cousins (the youngest in the family), our whole family is gettin together this weekend at my Uncle Al’s house for his big birthday celebration. I was so excited to see Chris that I talked my dad into letting me come stay with them a night early. Al (my dad’s older brother) is Chris’s dad and when I got there I was surprised to see that my other uncle Tim (my dad’s younger brother) came to stay early as well.

Chris and I were having a good time catchin up but then Chris brought up how his dad never lets him go into the attic.

So curious me, talked Chris into going upstairs. We waited until we knew Uncle Tim and Al were too busy to notice that we snuck upstairs.

Both of us sneaked our way up and opened the door. We quietly shut it behind us and giggled out of excitement to see what’s upstairs.

Once the door was shut, we found a light to turn on. And both of us were surprised to only find one small box.

“What the heck? What do you thinks in it?” I said to Chris.

“I don’t know, should we open it?”

I gave him a mischievous grin and said, “we made it this far!”

I walked over and carefully took the lid off. Inside was an old lookin statue.

“Booo!!! That’s not exciting at all!”

I grab it and show it Chris and immediately felt strange. Chris touches it as well.

And that’s when things got crazy!!!!

One second we’re upstairs. And the next the second I’m in his living room looking at Uncle Tim.

I look down and notice my tummy is huge! So arms and my feet!!!

I wiggle my toes just to make it’s not a dream.

I look over at Uncle Tim and he looks just as confused as me!

“Uncle Tim?”

Uhhh no…. Dad?”

“Nope!,” I say back to him.

That’s when I start to put some of the pieces together.

I get up and go to the closet mirror I could find. That’s where i see my Uncle Al staring back at me!

“Holy crap!!!,” I say out loud giggling.

I turn over to Uncle Tim, “it’s me Kenton!”

“Kenton!!! I’m Chris or I guess—“ Chris looks at his new reflection seeing Tim’s face looking back.

“IM UNCLE TIM!!!”

We both grin excited about our new discovery.

“Wait a minute what about our bodies?!?”

We both dash up to the attic and see both of our bodies lying on the ground.

“Wow! That’s freaky!”

“So where is my dad and Tim if they aren’t us?”

“I don’t know maybe they’re still in here with us but we’re in control?”

“Freaky!!”

“Here grab your body and I’ll grab mine. Just don’t touch that status.”

“Haha okay!”

We both carefully pick ourselves up and it’s so funny carrying myself. I’m so light with Uncle Al’s big arms.

We place our bodies in bed and head back downstairs.

That night was the most phone I think I’ve had in a long time!!

Chris and I went out on the town. We went shopping, I bought Uncle Al a couple of things I thought he’d look cool in. I also got Chris all of the video games he’s wanted the last of couple months since I’m now his dad.

After we got dinner and I tries sushi for the first time. I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about it but Chris and Al eat here all of the time. Even the waiter knew Uncle Al’s order.

I didn’t want to make it weird so when he asked me if I’m going to have ‘my usual’ I said sure!

It was actually pretty good!

That night Chris and I got into some bathing suits and went into the hot tub together. We even both had a couple of beers which I kinda liked as well.

By 3 am both of were so tired, Chris and I went upstairs to bed. We both tugged off our clothes and was surprised that Chris got completely naked in Tim’s body.

I looked at him from head to toe, covered in hair— I pull off Uncle Al’s bathing suit and his junk came flying out.

“Kenton!! I don’t wanna see all of my dad!!”

“Well you started it!”

Chris and I laid in bed together. I couldn’t help but stare at both of our naked bodies. I kinda liked the way we looked.

I looked at Al’s big feet and rubbed them against Tim’s big feet.

Chris gave me a look and I said, “what??? These big feet are cold! I was hopin I could warm them up with yours.”

“Ugh fine!”

We wrapped our new big feet together. And I felt a rush go through me. I looked at his hairy belly, I wanna run my fingers through it but I stopped myself.

“You ready to go to bed?”

“Yeah I’m sleepy!”

The next morning I wake up and looked down at myself. I’m still uncle Al, I look over and Chris in Uncle Tim’s body still sleeping.

I pull back the covers and look at Al’s junk. I get a little handsy and start playing with it.

I try to slow myself down but it feels sooo good.

I watch my uncles big hands go back and forth. I rub his big feet together and rub my other hand up and down his hairy chest.

I tug faster and faster about 15 minutes until I make a mess everywhere!

Chris wakes up and doesn’t seem to notice the mess I just made.

He grins at me with half open eyes and says good morning. He gets up and heads to the bathroom. I guess he had to go real bad.

I get up as well and I pass the other room. I can hear Chris, he’s making a lot of noise in there.

I carefully crack the door open and see he’s standing in the shower tugging away at Tim’s junk!

I back away from the door and let him finish up.

Today’s the day everyone is coming over so I knew our fun had to end.

Chris walks out and I tell him we should probably get dressed and try to figure out the statue.

After we get ready both of us head back upstairs. I look at the statue and without much of a plan I say to him, “I guess let’s just grab it?”

We grab it and the same time. I feel kinda funny again but nothing happens!

“Well… that’s not good,” he says to me.

We both go back downstairs…

That’s when we hear voices coming from Chris’s room… it’s our voices!

2 months later…

So… turns out that when we touched that statue that just put Uncle Al and Tim right into our bodies.

We were in sooo much trouble! Especially when we found out that we couldn’t switch back to our bodies for an entire year!

Soo now im uncle Al for a very long time and Chris is gonna be Tim for a while as well.

But it’s all good, neither Al or Tim are mad at us anymore. No one in our family knows about it outside of us. So Tim lives full time with me in Chris’s body.

And the best part is Chris comes over every weekend! And we still get have a lot of fun even if Uncle Tim gets annoyed with us. Who cares! We’re the ones in charge now!

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lunajay33 · 7 months ago

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Struggle🖤

Summary: You always loved azriel but never had the courage to say anything wanting to get to know his culture cassian took you to the Illyrian camps but when you get taken you fall into a dark place only one person might be able to pull you out of

Pairing: Azriel x f!reader

Warning: Violence

•Masterlist•

“Sweetie you need to tell him you’ve been head over heels in love with him since…..since we’ll forever” mor said as we were sat around the dinning room in the house of wind

“Mor you know I can’t he means everything to me I can’t risk that”

“But he’s your” before she could finish the three boys walked in cutting off our conversation thankfully

“Welcome home boys me and dear y/n here were just discussing how in love she is with…”

“MOR DONT” I yelled out before she could practically ruin my life, I looked back over at the guys seeing a smirk plastered on Rhys and cassians face as Azriel looked anywhere but me

Standing up I brush out my clothes out of nervous habit and turn to cassian

“Umm can I talk to you in private for a moment”

“Well of course darling lead the way” he smirks as he holds his arm out for me, he’s like my brother, my duffis brother, I bring him to my room and I throw myself on the bed and sigh making him laugh as he does the same almost breaking my bed

“So what is it you need sunshine”

“This is a huge favor but seeing as I’d have my big strong protector with me, could you show me the Illyrian camps, I wanna know more about where Az came from”

“Oh I don’t know that’s not a place for a lady, Rhys would kill me”

“But I’ll be by your side the whole time and we don’t have to stay long I just wanna know more about him”

“Here’s a thought how about you just ask him” he pokes

“Cas come on this is hard for me, it’s obviously not snapped for him yet and we’ll maybe if I know more things it’ll somehow snap into place for him, I don’t know it’s silly but it’s worth a shot”

“Ugh fine but only because nesta would kill me if I didn’t try and help you out, she’s got a sweet spot for you”

“Oh thank you so much Cas, I owe you”

The next morning I got ready in some warmer clothes knowing it could get could in the camps and since cas will be flying I’ll need that extra warmth, making my way downstairs I’m stopped by shadows swirling around my hands and through my hair like the occasionally did

“They only do this with you, must be something special about you” I hear from the corner of the dim hallway as Azriel emerges from the darkness, my heart leaping in my chest

“I quit like them, they’re beautiful”

“You think they’re beautiful?”

“Of course they always find me when I’m down and the comfort me, plus they’re from you so they’re pretty terrific” I don’t know where this boldness came from but atleast it made him smile which was a rare sight

“Well Cas is waiting for me but I’ll see you later, bye Az” I said quickly before making my way to cas

“Ready princess”

“Always!”

It was a long flight there and by the time Cas landed he was pretty tired having to carry my extra weight

“Sorry to have to put you through this I know how much you work”

“Don’t worry about it darling, hopefully this’ll work out like you want it too then it’ll be worth it not having to hear you both complain anymore”

“Wait what do you mean both?”

“Come on sunshine time to show you around” he laughs with a mischevious grin

We walked through the camp for a while he showed me where him Rhys and Az would meet up and where they lived, this didn’t go unnoticed by many males of the camp not taking their eyes off of me

“Come to investigate our camps again traitor?” A large Illyrian man groan as he stood with some other males in our path

“Nothing of your concern now move” cassian growled holding me behind him

“And I see you’ve brought us a sweet treat” before I knew it a fight broke out and even though Cassian was strong and great at fighting it was unfair against 5 men, then arms wrapped around me and started to drag me away

“CASSIAN……LET ME GO!” I scream terrified of what was to come

Dragged into a dark room being tied to a metal hot pipe, my arms over extended behind my back as the heat from the pipe burned my skin

“Oh we’re gonna send that high lord a message”

Azriels POV

After my interaction with y/n this morning I’ve been confused, did she have feelings for me too? She was pretty flirty for someone so timid around me usually

I was broken from my thoughts when cassian busted through the door out of breath, bloody and exhausted

“Cas what the hell happened? Where’s y/n?”

“I knew it was a bad idea……she was taken by Illyrian men they jumped me and I couldn’t find her” Rhys quickly entered the room taking my arm and winnow us to the camps

I sent my shadows out hoping to pinpoint exactly where she is, after a moment they frantically swirled back to me, she was in a run down house near by, Rhys followed me no questions asked

Busting down the door I see a group of men alert ready to fight, Rhys and I so full of anger finished them of quickly and painfully until all that was left in the room to hear was her quiet whimpers

Finding her in a dark corner her forearms burned and blistering red, her clothes ripped from her body showing the red angry cuts and whips littering her body, her nose dripping with blood and her one eye black and swollen shut, my heart clenched at the sight knowing I could’ve protected her, if I sent one of my shadows with them none of this would’ve happened and that’s when I felt it, the pull in my chest the one I never thought I’d experience

She’s my mate

Normal pov

I woke up aching all over hearing voices all around me, opening eyes as best I could realizing I could only see out of one, I slowly reached up feeling the swell and pain that coursed through the area

“Thank god you’re awake” I hear next to me as the bed dips and those hands I could never mistake, the hands of the man I love but then memories of the hands that touched me, that hurt me flashed in my mind and I pulled away out of instinct wanting to just curl up and hide away from the world

“Oh darling I’m so sorry, I knew taking you there was a bad decision” cassian said from behind Azriel, I could see the regret written all over his face

“How do you feel?” Mor asked sweeping my hair aside but oddly her touch didn’t make me want to run away

“Hurts” I groaned out my throat hoarse and dry

“You’ve been out for a few days, Majda says your wounds are healing fast so that’s good news” Azriel said seeming nervous but certain wounds I felt would never heal, my heart ached

“Can I just go to my room, I need to be alone”

“Are you sure Angel” if any other time I heard Az call me Angel I’d be jumping with joy but right now I couldn’t feel that, I just nodded as nor helped me sit up and led me to my room, walking slowly feeling ever cut and pain that was inflicted, slowly laying back down in my own bed, it gave some form of comfort knowing I was home

“Do you need anything?” Az asked as I felt his shadows swirl around me basically engulfing me

I shook my head and they left but before Azriel closed the door he left one shadow with me telling me to call for him when I need anything

Then I was alone letting sleep take me over once again

Azriels POV

Seeing her so broken made me feel like I’ve failed her, the inner circle all sat around the table silently all worried about my dear mate

“What the hell were you even doing there?” I groaned asking Cassian

“She wanted to know more about your past, she thought it would help snap the mating bond for you” my heart stopped

“She did this for me, she knew we are mates?”

“She’s known for a while, hell I’m pretty sure she knew immediately from the moment she met you centuries ago, she didn’t wanna pressure you” Mor stated

“Why didn’t any of you tell me, how didn’t I know” the stress now gnawing at my soul

“It was pretty obvious Az, she’d blush anytime you’d walk in the room, or how happy she’d get when you’d come home from a long mission, she loves you so much man” Rhys added

It’s been a week now and she hasn’t left her room I kept checking on her but she never wanted anything, she’s become pale and frail, never showing emotion, sometimes I’d feel a wave of terror down through the bond and I’d always send her back a wave of calm hoping it would ease her

But I couldn’t take it anymore knowing she’s in pain, everyone has tried helping to get through to her in anyway we knew how, I just have to do something

I knocked on the door knowing she wouldn’t respond but still I wanted to give her that respect, slowly I opened the door seeing her in her usual spot sat at the window my shadow swirling around her hands, seemingly mezmorizing her, distracting her from what plagues her mind

“Hey darling, can I sit with you?” I ask approaching her, shivering from the cool breeze from the open window, she nodded and I sat across from her on the window seat, after I took a blanket and draped it over her lap

“Do you want to talk about it, maybe it’ll help ease what you’re feeling” she was silent for a long time just looking at the shadow till I noticed the tremble of her lip

“It hurts Az” she whispered as she curled into herself

“I’m so sorry Angel” I said placing my hand on her leg gently hoping it could ground her in this vulnerable moment

“What they did to me, humiliated me, stripped me naked and beat me black and blue, I can’t even look at my self anymore” she cried finally opening up

“I just wanna be me again, I wanna be happy”

“I’m hear every step of the way but it’s gonna take time Angel, you know we are all here for you, I’m always gonna be here and I’ll never let anyone hurt you ever again” she sighed as she leaned forward and laid on her side her head resting in my lap

“Can we just stay here for a moment”

“Anything for you, my beautiful mate”

#acotar #a court of thorns and roses #acotar fanfiction #acotar oneshot #azriel #azriel x reader #azriel x you #azriel one shot #azriel imagine #azriel fanfic #cassian #rhysand #feyre archeron #morrigan #amren

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matchadobo · 1 year ago

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I absolutely love how you write kidd sm!!! Can i request a scenario where kid and killer are cuddling with us? Appreciate it ^_^

KIDD & KILLER; cuddles

wc: 1453

warning/s: very sfw <3, gn reader

it happened one evening when it was awfully cold. the victoria had no choice to be docked by a wintry island given the exhaustion of supplies. you couldn't sleep because of the weather and the warmth of your skimpy blanket and sheer sheets were not enough to keep you warm.

the clock had already struck midnight and you felt restless. so you pulled yourself up from your bunk and dawdled at the kitchen, shivering. you intend to make yourself something hot, maybe reheat some soup or make tea.

stirring up some leftover soup from dinner on the stove, the heat of the forming smoke soothed you. you felt a rush of weariness in your system at the contact of warmth; you really are sleepy, it's just too cold. so it led to you almost falling asleep standing. if it weren't for kidd turning off the stove as his arm snaked beside you.

"is it that cold you'd wanna burn yourself?" kidd cleared his throat, reaching for a bowl from the cupboard above your head and placing it by the counter beside the stove. "it's done. if you plan on not burning the damn soup that is."

"sorry. why are you still awake?" you rubbed your eyes, pouring the soup on the bowl.

"could ask ya the same thing," he replied. kidd was garbed with his thick fur coat blanketing his huge frame. "smelled somethin' good 's why."

"i'm... it's too cold. i assumed this'll warm me up." you carried your bowl and sat by the chair surrounding the dining table. kidd was heating up a drink, probably some milk.

you started sipping on the soup before kidd stood beside the seat across from you, chugging on some milk. "that ain't enough to keep you warm."

"either i sleep somewhere warmer or eat something warm to keep myself from freezing to death. got no choice here, captain." you shrugged as you continue to fill your system with the warm soup.

"that ain't gonna cut it. don't want my crew members gettin' sick or some shit." he placed his empty glass down and leaned forward.

"what do you suggest me do then?" you answered a bit harshly this time, the weariness was driving you crazy and irritated.

"sleep with me. got a fireplace." he eyed you intently, his gaze inviting you into something that drove you even crazier than the momentary slips of his coat where his chiseled torso peaks.

"w-what?"

"you heard me. unless you wanna freeze your ass up, be my guest." he picked up his glass and placed it in the sink. "no time gettin' shy now. hurry up before i change my mind."

as the only shot of getting a shred of comfort, you took upon his offer after finishing your soup.

it isn't your first time being in his quarters, he invites you here all the time. to drink or do whatever you two do.

it smelled like the same metallic cologne he always wear, it was his usual dimly lit room painted in his favorites of red and black, his sizable bed was placed by the center of his room where his gargantuan frame would be perfect for, and the already lit fireplace that settled by the corner of his room.

you hummed a moan of relief upon entering, it already feels warm and its scent was comforting. the crackling of the fire can be heard even from the doorway. you sat before the fireplace, on his soft, raven bear rug. you hugged your knees and rubbed your hands haphazardly. shivering from the cold outside.

"the hell are you doing down there? bed's got a lotta space. " kidd shimmied from the middle to the side of the bed to make space for you. his fur coat was finally off and his body was full on display.

you looked behind you with cautious eyes. "if you try anything, eustass. i swear to god." you picked yourself up from the floor and dusted off your bottom.

"hey, i ain't the one needin' the damn fire." he raised his hands in surrender. "let's just wait and see who'll snuggle up for warmth as the night gets colder." his voice was coated with a cocky tone as your bodies finally touch.

he was really warm. aside from the fire in his room, his body temperature due to his large size was significantly higher than yours. he was the perfect, huggable body warmer.

little by little, your arms linked and your legs intertwined. it didn't take long for you to get tangled on his limbs and approach slumber.

until the door cracked ajar to reveal killer, who was embarrassed to have walked in. he raised his hands in defense and cleared his throat.

"sorry, didn't mean to barge in you two. just checking on you, kidd." killer started, trying to maintain a professional front even in your sleepy state. "it's awfully cold so... but it seems you're holding up well."

"what took ya so long, kil? been waitin' since an hour ago." kidd let go of you gently to face his best friend and to be able to talk clearly with him, a little to gentle for a pirate such as himself. you weren't used to it, not that you didn't like it.

"got ready for bed. dry off my hair and such." you could hear the chuckle behind the muffle of his helmet despite your back facing him. "y'all got room for one more or am i interrupting?"

"don't think shortcake over here has protests. matter of fact, they could use another source of warmth. poor thing's been shiverin', ain't ya?" his voice was soft against your skin, breath warm on your arm. kidd's loose arm held onto you closer but not firm enough to jolt you awake. he looked over his shoulder ar your sleepy state, admiring how peaceful you look as you drift off to sleep.

the door shut behind killer and he shortly crawled into kidd's bed. surprisingly enough, it fit these two big guys and even you in it just fine. there's even more space left.

as they cocooned you in between, snores started emanating from your slightly ajar lips. it wasn't long until you were deep in sleep and they started becoming drowsy too.

maybe it was the smell of your hair or the sight of your face. or the needy grip on their strong arms as you refuse to let go of them even in your sleep that helped them rest in this cold night. their guard was completely down and they relish on the warmth of one another.

shortly after, morning came.

"guys...! kil...! kidd...! i need to pee." you tried wiggling out of their strong grip, but their echoing snores were proof enough that they won't budge.

but killer was the first one to wake up and hear your protests. he moved over and even helped you escape kidd's grip who was still deep in sleep.

killer waited for you by sitting at the edge of the bed so you can crawl back without any struggle. he had his eyes shut and his luscious, blond hair disheveled. a clear sign of his sound slumber yet he still managed to sit up and wait for you so you won't have a hard time.

"thanks, kil. would've peed myself on the bed if it weren't for you." you laughed a little, nudging the blond. he waved his hand a bit and smiled at you as a response, although his eyes were half-lidded so you decided to hurry up and crawl back to where you were so you two could go back to sleep. it's still pretty early.

kidd was now in a starfish position, you ought to lay on his arm and snuggle close to him to make space for killer who later had a firm embrace on you.

"did you sleep well?" killer broke out, his low, hoarse voice tickling your ear.

you nodded and smiled, "i hope i wasn't much of a bother here."

"ah don't say that. it's not everyday you get to have cuddles like this." killer responded with a chuckle, his thumb rubbing circles on your skin.

"yeah, maybe we can change that. let's make it an everyday thing, hm?" you looked over to see killer's expression and giggled at how he blushed and hid his face under his hair.

and a comfortable silence blanketed the air of kidd's quarters. but for now, the three of you slept soundly in the four corners of this dimly lit room. the fire was already long dead, but the embers of the unsaid longings still remain strong amidst the warmth of your arms.

part 2 🔞 is fem reader coded (still welcome for whoever wants to read 🥰)

hello anon!! 🌷thanks for the kid & killer request i'm starting to enjoy writing for poly now whahahaha hope i did your request justice!

that was a long ass absence again huh ASJDAHDHDASJ very sorry a lot happened,a lot of personal stuff just came crashing in (ahem graduation ahem college next) and just when you thought it could get any worse i got fucking sick!! ain't that fun! but i'm recovering now and i hope it doesn't get worse

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cocogum · 2 months ago

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The Great Wave - Chapter 20 Review

‼️SPOILERS FOR THE CHAPTER‼️

Warning(s): excessive language, racism, loathing, clown makeup, old geezer slander, crow slander, violence, eat the rich, rich pricks, hating on an old man, my toxicity came back ✨️✨️

I'm tired.

I'm freaking tired.

What the hell was this chapter.

I'm pissed as all hell with this chapter.

It started off great, don't get me wrong.

Yugo and Amalia DID give the Eliasphere to Bonta since they're going straight to the castle doors. And although I did give an explanation as to why it was obvious that the couple did give the artifact to the queens, I just...that ending got me acting up man.

When we heard the second volume was going to come out soon, I told myself that we wouldn't see the royal osamodas family for at least a while. A while. And possibly even for a good long time. A good long time. @geekgirles and I were so terribly hoping that the family wasn't going to be seen in the second volume. And so, when the volume finally came out, our anxiety slowly calmed down when we noticed that the chapters weekly releasing didn't feature them.

We were okay for a while.

We were fine without a headache or a migraine during the weekly chapter releases.

We were good.

And yet, when we are finally at the end of the volume, at the very last chapter, guess who the fuck we see.

THE CHICKEN CROW AND HER GORILLA DAD ‼️‼️‼️‼️

THERE WERE SO MANY THINGS GOING THROUGH MY MIND AS SOON AS I SAW THEM‼️‼️‼️‼️

LIKE WHY IS THERE A FREAKING BANQUET AND WHY IS AURORA AND HER DAD THERE AS SPECIAL GUESTS WTF⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️

But first things first, to better soothe my brain from these slow cows, we need to start from the beginning of the chapter...

Yugo and Amalia's kiss had straight up just been interrupted by the citizens lol

Like these two idiots clearly DID NOT finish their kiss, and they had only stopped ONCE the citizens saw them lol you can tell that Europeans would care A WHOLE LOT about PDA 🤭😏👀

Also wait you're telling that these people didn't notice Yugo and Amalia with high statuses just walking around town like normal ass civilians but the second they act like a couple, they immediately congratulate them??? I get that actual people would do that, BUT YOU'VE GOT THE LITERAL SADIDA QUEEN AND ELIATROPE KING RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES FOR GOODNESS SAKE!!!

Amalia is so right my god. Yugo, give your wife a good time to breathe and process what you're saying at the right time 😭😭😭

Like even your first kiss with her was in a room filled with underwear and panties 💀💀

And now you're over here saying you want her to have your kids IN THE MIDDLE OF A PUBLIC STREET IN BONTA.

I just-

I can't with this moron sometimes he's so hopeless 🤦‍♀️💀

Tot is making me wanna gouge my heart out and I just know that he's fucking with our feelings at this point. The man is gonna kill us, I can feel it and it's gonna come very soon.

I had a huge feeling that Yugo and Amalia were going to go to queen Astra for the Eliasphere.

God it feels so good to be right!

Why else would they go there if it's not for the Eliasphere? After all, they have no business with the queens if it's not because of Grougalorasalar. Joris simply told them what he knew about the dragon. That was initially the reason why Yugo and Amalia were in Bonta. But after hearing Joris's story and explanation, Yugo comes to the conclusion that he needs to fight Grougalorasalar. Since he also has his own primordial dofus, Yugo wants to get the Eliasphere back so that he can boost himself up even more than the dragon. And so, Yugo and Amalia immediately go up to Bonta's royals. They didn't want to visit them to simply say hi. They're here for the Eliasphere.

Yugo....You're adorable but stop it.

I get that you were born and raised as an average enutrof by your dad, but Adamai is right: act like a higher being. Even though I know you wouldn't want to have some rich prick cut you off in line, I think they can excuse you when you're a freaking god-king AND a hero.

You're literally JUSTIFIED to cut the line at this point! Plus, don't you think you deserve it??? You're also immortal too. I'm sure that some pompous snobbish mortals can suck it up if you passed by them. They know how to shut their mouths lol

WOW OMG I DID NOT EXPECT THAT WHAT

I don't know who this guy is, but he's obviously heard of Yugo and Amalia. AND HE ACTUALLY SHOWS THEM THE RESPECT THEY DESERVE OMG YES THANK YOU FINALLY!!

Unlike the civilians and rich dumbasses here, I love how this guy notices them from the corner of his eye and immediately tries to make a path for them and bows!!

He actually admires them!! I missed the days when people would like Yugo, so this moment was actually refreshing!

This guy must be some kind of advisor which is why he had gotten permission from the royal guard to pass through.

And yet, he gets to go back only to pull Yugo and Amalia with him and get to pass again with no problem lol

Also, I noticed how this man specifically mentioned that the queens would be happy to "see them again." Again? I get that Yugo has seen them before. But when did Amalia meet them personally? The man specifically mentions the both of them. This little detail made me think that it was possible we may see the queens in season 5. Just like how Grougalorasalar mentioned Harebourg in chapter 11, the man's mention about the queens seeing the both of them might also be another thing we'll get to see in the fifth season. Their meeting could simply be a conversation they had after the war had been over, or it could also reveal a scene where Yugo gave them the Eliasphere. Either way, let's not forget that this man mentioned that the both of them have seen the queens before.

Why the fuck are these people glaring at them? It ain't that serious man, not when it's these two. God, rich people annoy the crap out of me. And I know that there were some normal citizens in the group that were still waiting, but how can you look pissed at Yugo and Amalia walking passed you?? If you were just angry that they cut you in line, that's one thing. But my paranoia is just making me think that they personally hate them and I don't like it.

Bruh the waiting line only has one dude waiting so why is there a big ass group waiting to get inside???

Bitch.

Don't worry Yugo, you're adorable just keep smiling 💕💕💕

Don't let some weak ass count with nothing to show make you feel self-conscious. He's just being a prick cuz he thinks he's above everyone. Even fucking kings apparently.

Amalia being the type that can sit down with one leg crossed over the other and drooling in public is canon. We love a drooling queen ✨️✨️

Fuck you too bitch.

Seriously, what is up with all these rich people ignoring him??? He's clearly the Eliatrope king. A KING. And the husband of THE SADIDA QUEEN. Are these people stupid??? What is this audacity I'm looking at!? I thought that the old count was just going to be some one-time impolite weird guy who gave him an awkward moment, but then some chick ends up doing the same thing??? Fuck you????

Bruh what.

It hadn't even been a minute. She just sat down and instantly got called?? Why???

You're telling me some chick who came from a family that makes wine got called before the Sadida queen and Eliatrope king?

YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT SOME CHICK WHO CAME FROM A PRETIGIOUS WINE FAMILY GOT CALLED BEFORE THE SADIDA QUEEN AND ELIATROPE KING????

This bitch has the balls to smugly smirk too. Oh she definitely knows who these two are for sure.

YUGO SERIOUSLY!? YOU JUST HEARD THE ANNOUNCER SAY THAT SHE WAS JUST SOME WINE WOMAN!!!

My god how the fuck is he this painfully humble??? Does he forget his own position sometimes??? Fucking hell. At least Amalia is justifiably outraged by this cuz seriously what just happened???

You can tell Amalia's the type to call the waiter over because they didn't properly cook Yugo's food right while Yugo would just sit on the sidelines looking timid and unwilling to speak up for himself, saying that it doesn't matter too much and that the food is good either way. (A cook fucking up another cook's food like Yugo and even he wouldn't tell the cook what he did wrong lol)

Even their sitting positions are polar opposites and clearly convey how their personalities are like 💗💗

Yugo's is looking down with his back hunched over and wings drooping down, while Amalia has raised up shoulders and crosses her arms with one leg over the other, showcasing her pridefulness and confidence.

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I know this guy is a blind dumbass.

You do NOT just let some unknown count and a wine woman BEFORE a king and a queen that clearly, based on their fucking positions and titles, RULE A FUCKING KINGDOM.

It doesn't matter if the rulers waiting are well-liked or hated, YOU SHOULD ALWAYS PRIORITIZE THE KINGS AND QUEENS FIRST.

My earlier paranoia only got worse because of these small moments. If the queens like Yugo and Amalia, then why are they not being treated well by their own staff???? When you recognize freaking world leaders, you automatically have to let them in no matter what, ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY HAVEN'T BEEN SCHEDULED TO COME IN THE FIRST PLACE. Like are you seriously telling me that the announcer, the one in charge of knowing who's coming today based on the fact that his fucking job is to loudly list out all the visitors' names that would be coming, didn't think twice or at the very least blink that two world rulers were just randomly sitting in the waiting room????? Again, is he a blind dumbass????

If I was him, I'd be alarmed!! I'd instantly question them and try to understand who invited them, how they got in, and why they're even here in the first place before bringing them in!! But this moron did none of that. He just pretended like TWO FUCKING WORLD RULERS weren't just sitting right in front of his face. What a pompous-looking ugly idiotic moron.

IMAGINE IF THIS CUNT SLAMMED THE DOOR ON ANY OTHER WORLD LEADER!!! HE'D GET HIS HEAD CHOPPED OFF.

Even though that behavior was incredibly rude and brainless, this wouldn't actually be the first time someone who worked for a royal family didn't just welcome another world leader in.

Back in season 2, when the king of Brakmar was still a prince at the time, he presented himself to the guards so that he could enter the Sadida Kingdom's meeting room. He hadn't instantly been let in however. One of the guards instantly asks him for proof that he did get called upon the royal meeting. The former prince understandably looked offended by this since he was clearly known throughout the world, but also because it was obvious that he had been invited in the first place.

It was only when the royal counsellor (or advisor...? We still don't know, really) named Chamberlain Thicktuft saw him and easily told him to follow him.

The former prince was obviously pissed by all of this because he needed to prove who he was and because it was clear that he was invited.

So we can claim that the same thing happened here with Yugo and Amalia except that they didn't have any summons. Instead, they got something better: they are infamously known to appear out of nowhere FOR CRITICAL REASONS.

And so, just like the former prince of Brakmar, Amalia also got pissed off.

....And tells Yugo to make a portal and force themselves in.

So they end up at the banquet and-

Wait.

Wait, wait.

Zoom in real quick.

....

What.

What the fuck.

What the fuck am I looking at.

Wait, let me just wipe something on the panel. I think there's a smudge.

Ah. Much better.

WAIT WTF IS THE CHICKEN AND GORILLA DOING HERE⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️

HOLD ON, HOLD ON, SO MUCH IS GOING ON RIGHT NOW WHAT‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF-

I THOUGHT WE WOULDN'T SEE THESE MORONS IN VOLUME 2 ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

This is just....what the hell??

The queens of Bonta are having a banquet with the blue animals!??!? Why?!?!?!

They also happen to be the only other pair of world rulers in the room too! They're the only ones sitting next to the queens while everyone else is a rich snob!!

This can't be a coincidence...

The queens couldn't just be throwing a banquet for no reason. The only other recognizable guests here who happen to be the only ones to sit WITH the queens are these two blue incompetent royal cosplayers. This...this was a planned banquet with a motive.

Aurora looks scared but tries to keep a good look it's so obvious that she's scared shitless of Amalia. She's even seen sweating.

I expected that the second volume wasn't gonna show these two fucking cows BUT I WAS WRONG THEY ENDED UP SHOWING UP AT THE LAST SECOND ARE U FUCKING KIDDING ME-

I DON'T FUCKING GET THIS HOE ASS ROYAL FAMILY, I CANT WAIT FOR AMALIA TO EXPLAIN EVERYTHING!!!

What is their motive seriously???? If this random banquet was arranged for Aurora and her weak dad, then not only did the queens throw a full buffet for them just to talk about whatever, but the plates for the buffet are filled with nothing but FUCKING MEAT‼️‼️‼️‼️

Do you want to know what else shocks me besides their persistence for being annoyances?? It's the fact that we can see MEAT presented to them as the main dishes for the banquet.

How are you going to look at me in the eyes and tell me that the royal osamodas family is casually eating MEAT when their entire culture is all about caring for animals and forbidding them from eating any of them!??!?!? What the fuck is this bullshit!!?? Most of the plates are filled with animal meat!!! Just look at how much there is!!! Each plate is served in different quantities and sizes!! The only plates that aren't filled with meat are those that feature just fruits/vegetables, a freaking cake, along with some small appetizers! AND THERE ARE ONLY A FEW OF THEM!!! Look, I even counted and circled all the plates that showcased the banquet room. The red circles are the animal meat, and the blue circles are the fruits, vegetables, cake, and appetizers.

I counted 15 plates with animal meat, 1 large cake, 5 appetizers, and only 4 plates with fruits and vegetables (served with a slight amount of cheese). *some plates on the second panel haven't been counted because they were just seen in a different angle*

If the queens had arranged this banquet for the osamodas family specifically, then why on earth would they EVER serve them animal food!?!?!?

The queens should clearly know that the osamodas aren't supposed to eat animals!! They are literally forbidden to!!! Bonta is KNOWN to be a nation that idolizes and greatly respects all the gods. Astra even confirms this to the Eliatrope Goddess in season 4.

Granted, we don't see what is on the osamodas king's plate. But it doesn't change the fact that the queens have known that they were coming and haven't done anything about the food! They knew they were coming BECAUSE THEY HAD LITERALLY BEEN INVITED TO GO TO BONTA AND SIT WITH THEM‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️If they didn't get invited or showed up out of nowhere, then they wouldn't have been able to get inside.

We're still not sure why they're even here to begin with, but the choice of the food still irks me.

It doesn't matter what happened: either the queens randomly planned a banquet first and the odamodas family wanted to join them to discuss something, or the osamodas called on the queens first to be able to talk which was why the queens specifically made a banquet for them.

It doesn't matter.

There shouldn't even be meat in the room.

And you wanna know what kind of drinks the banquet chose to have?

Wine.

And guess who's pregnant?

AURORA'S "PREGNANT ASS" IS DRINKING WINE‼️‼️‼️‼️

SHE DOESN'T HAVE A PLATE LIKE HER FATHER BUT SHE IS SEEN HOLDING A GLASS WITH THE WINE BOTTLE RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

SHE'S FUCKING DRINKING WHILE BEING SUPPOSEDLY PREGNANT IS SHE FOR REAL⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️

That's where I had to take a break from reading.

Because seriously what the fuck did I just see????

Is Aurora...really that fucking braindead that she wouldn't know not to drink when she's pregnant??? I know that she needs her father to help her do anything such as remembering how to breathe, but is she really that fucking mentally unwell that she didn't know (or for some fucking reason forgot) that drinking wine while being pregnant wouldn't be safe FOR THE FUCKING BABY THAT SHE'S CARRYING!?!?!!?? What is her father doing!?!? He's seeing her bullshit right?!?!?

Unless...

The baby wasn't fucking real to begin with. It would explain why her belly hasn't grown an inch months after the necrome war.

But then again, her father did tell her that she should be careful with her pregnancy back in volume 1.

So like...what the fuck is up with her drinking then???

Did Aurora lie to her own dad?? Even if she did lie, she's clearly drinking in front of him! He should be looking at her as if her chicken brain ran out of her head!

Again, is she braindead???

I don't fucking know anything anymore.

My migraines just get worse when I try to think about these two blue rats.

But despite how weird the choice for including meat in the room was (and the fucking wine), we gotta think about why the osamodas are even here in the first place.

The last time we saw them, the osamodas king (*cough* king copslayer *cough*) ran away from Amalia's one-on-two fight but right before he could do that, he tells her that her action for kicking him and his trophy daughter will have consequences.

By consequences, did he mean that he was going to speak to the queens of Bonta??

What are the queens going to be able to do???

They have no sadida relations with the Sadida Kingdom because they are not sadidas.

Unless the osamodas king plans on spreading rumors about Amalia?

This would explain why he's randomly in Bonta with the blonde chicken crow eating with the queens (supposedly not meat, I hope. I feel like I'm the only one between these two devils that finds their culture interesting). They're both the only royals with the Bonta rulers.

If spreading rumors to make the queens take their side is their actual (and only) plan, then it wouldn't surprise me honestly.

Aurora and her father have proved time and time again that all they know is manipulate and lie to get what they want. There is always a motive behind their gestures and requests. And I strongly believe that the request they have given the bonta queens was to be invited at the banquet so that they can look good in front of them and kiss their feet before addressing the "problem" they've gotten themselves in with Amalia.

I bet that this is why they're even here in the first place. There's NO WAY they're just here to have fun and nonchalantly talk with the queens while eating the only few plates with no meat in the throne room. (Again, I hope that the gorilla at least has some common sense to eat anything else besides that)

Fun fact, one french user on the Krosmoz app commented how they bet that Aurora and her father pretended to be the actual sadida rulers just to get in lol

As much as I think that that's a funny theory, I don't believe it for the fact that they're the only other royals besides the queens to be sitting down with them. If they had been invited, then the queens would've sent an invitation to the Sadida Kingdom and not the Osamodas kingdom. Not to mention that the man who welcomed Yugo and Amalia clearly called them "the sovereigns of the Sadida Kingdom." So if someone who works for the queens recognizes them to be the sovereigns, then it would be obvious that Astra and her wife would have the memo on who the current sadida rulers are.

Also, we have to remember that queen Astra should know just how good Yugo is as a hero. Not to mention that if she learns that Aurora and her father left the Sadida Kingdom because of a war, she would not take it very well.

I JUST KNOW THAT THEY'RE FUCKING LYING TO ASTRA AND TWISTING THE NARRATIVE SO THAT THEY COULD MAKE HER SIDE WITH THEM LIKE THE LITTLE FUCKING KIDS THEY ARE‼️‼️‼️

They don't even know what they're doing, that's the worst part!! They're trying to do all that so that they can rule a kingdom that they have no spiritual connection with, have no experience with on a deeper level, have not worked well with the servants despite having been there for years, and have still not understood how anything worked. They KNOW they'll fuck the entire kingdom up and eventually have their asses handed to them or get killed for handling it at all!!! LIKE WTF ARE THEY DOING!!??!??!?!

Are they TRYING to fail??? What is their end goal?!?!!?! Do they even have one!?!? Do they just want to own another kingdom too so that they can overuse the power for profit and then leave it all dried up when they'll eventually fail????

What the fuck????

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