#still gonna be doing these slowly over the day :)

[7ndipity]

“Just Breathe”

Yoongi x Reader

Summary: You're nervous about meeting Yoongi's parents for the first time

Warnings: angst/comfort, brief mentions of toxic family life, not proofread

A/N: Thanks to @vicky-chaos for this request! I hope you like it!

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The late afternoon sun warmed your back as you walked down the street hand in hand with Yoongi, the familiar hum of street noise around you a welcome soundtrack that you hoped would distract from the anxious thoughts that had been filtering through your mind all day.

Normally you loved going on errand runs like these with Yoongi, finding comfort in the mundane routine, but today you had found yourself unable to relax fully and enjoy yourself, even now fidgeting with the handles of the shopping bags in your free hand.

Yoongi’s parents were coming to visit for the weekend, and he had asked if you wanted to help him cook dinner on the first night so that you could meet them. You had been touched that he wanted to introduce you to them at all and had agreed to the plan eagerly enough at first, but inside, there had been a growing tinge of “what if?”.

If this evening didn’t go well, you worried how it would affect you and Yoongi’s relationship going forward.

Yoongi had noticed your growing nerves and had tried to reassure you that things would be fine, even giving you a crash course on his parents' personalities and interests to help make you feel more confident and give you something to talk to them about.

“-And Dad likes reading, so just keep conversation focused around that if you can’t think of anything else.” He finished as you were headed back towards where he had parked the car.

“Right…” You replied distantly, chewing on your lip.

“It’ll be fine, don’t worry.” He assured you, squeezing your hand gently.

You nodded, but you couldn’t stop your heart still anxiously skittering around your ribcage, seeking out escape.

“Hey,” His tone was much softer now, drawing your attention back to him with a gentle touch on your cheek, letting his fingers just brush over your skin in the same way that he did as you fell asleep at night. “Just breathe, okay? Everything will be fine. They’re gonna love you.”

You hesitated for the briefest moment.

“What if they don’t?” Your asked quietly, breaking his heart at how small you sounded.

He knew his parents weren’t the easiest to get along with, especially his father, but he had faith that they would see what a beautiful and remarkable person you were. He couldn’t imagine anyone meeting you and not immediately falling for your warm heart and infectious personality.

But no matter how many times Yoongi tried to encourage and reassure you, your anxieties over what could possibly go wrong persisted.

He knew your fears weren’t entirely unfounded; it was no secret to him that the relationship between you and your own parents was difficult to say the least, leaving you with more than a few emotional scars that you were slowly trying to heal. But he was not so secretly hoping that this might be the start of a better relationship with parental figures for you, that you might start to view his family as your own. He just needed you to believe.

“If they don’t like you, then that’s their problem and they’ll have to get over it.” He told you matter-of-factly.

“Yoongi-” You started, but he stopped you.

“I mean it, if they know me and care about me at all, then they’ll make the effort to get along with the person I love.”

Your eyes shot up to meet his in shock, making him realize his accidental admission.

“You love me?” You asked.

“Yeah, of course I do.” He said, trying to ignore the creeping redness that he could feel coloring his face.

“It’s just-, you’ve never said that before.” You pointed out, still staring at him.

“I’ve felt it for a while, I’d just been trying to find the right time to say something.” He replied quietly, suddenly finding the pavement very interesting as he scratched at the back of his neck self-consciously. “And it’s no big deal, you don’t have to say anything ba-”

“I love you too.” You cut him off.

His head snapped back up, his dark eyes filled with cautious hope.

“Really?” 

You nodded. “I always have.”

Before you could blink, Yoongi closed the gap between you, crushing you to his chest in a hug that nearly knocked the wind out of you.

“I love you.” He mumbled into your hair. “I love you so fucking much, and nothing anyone says can ever change that. Not my parents, not anyone.”

Your eyes stung at his words, trying to fight back the sudden wave of emotions that threatened to overtake you.

“I love you too.” You managed, blinking away the wetness in your eyes.

It was moments like this that reminded you of just how thankful you were to have Yoongi in your life, always willing to make room for you, to protect you, to fight for you.

After a long moment, he pulled away enough to meet your eye again.

“We got this, yeah?” He asked. “We’ll be okay.”

You nodded, a small, genuine smile creeping across your face for the first time today.

“Lets go home.” He said, catching your hand in his again and giving it a slight squeeze.

The two of you walked on together in comfortable silence, savoring the feel of the shared warmth of your joined hands, keeping away the autumn chill that tried to chill your fingers.

Everything would be okay. So long as you had each other to hold onto, you could face anything.

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[xxotothedeathx]

Introducing....

LOSER-SUB!CHRIS STURNIOLO X DOM!READER

warnings: smut, edging kink, masturbation, sub male, slight degradition kink, losing NNN, overstimulation, oral sex (male recieving), use of y/n, little to no plot, pet names, NOT PROOF READ

details: DOM!READER will be using SHE/HER pronouns. chris lives with his girlfriend, y/n, who works at the local pet store. one day, she comes home early to find chris in a very compromising situation.

a/n: hi lovelies!! thank you for voting on my poll. as you can see, this story won! if you would still like to see the matt story, let me know!! this is my first time writing in MONTHS, so excuse me if it's bad... ENJOY!!

You walked into your apartment, noticing all the lights out. You know Chris is home, You saw his car outside, and it's only 6:00.

You slide your shoes off and walk deeper into the familiar darkness, placing your purse and jacket on the couch.

You stumble towards the hallway, tripping slightly on a cord. You come to a halt outside of yours and Chris's shared room.

You reach for the handle, turning it to open the door slightly. You stop in your tracks, the door not even halfway open when you hear a quiet whimper.

You peek your head around the door and into the room, seeing Chris lying on the bed. One arm is draped over his face, his head thrown back into the pillows. The other hand is rather low, stroking a quite intimate area very rapidly.

You step into the room fully, slightly mesmerized at the sight. You couldn't help but giggle quietly, which Chris hears.

His arm shoots off his head, grabbing the blanket and throwing it over himself as he sits up. His eyes glued to you.

"Babe, your home early..."

He speaks awkwardly, shying away under the blanket.

"That I am. What were you doing?"

You speak teasingly, walking towards the bed slowly. You know what he was doing, and he knows you know

"Nothing babe."

"Oh, so jerking yourself is nothing?"

"Shut up.."

"Weren't you bragging to Nate about how your gonna win NNN?"

"And I will. Its No NUT November, doesnt mean I can't touch myself."

"Hmm, I think I could make you lose."

You say, sitting down next to him, your hand snaking under the blanket and resting on his thigh.

"As if. I have more self control then that."

Chris speaks in a tone of courage, but the shudder his body gives and the quiet gasp he lets out says otherwise.

"Is that...a challenge?"

You speak, gently lifting the blanket off of him and crawling over him, hovering.

"Maybe."

As soon as the word left his mouth, you wasted no time. Your lips fly down, attacking his, as your hand snakes down his body to his most intimate member.

You wrap your finger around his cock, gently, causing him to gasp into the kiss. When his lips part, your tounge subconsciously shoots into his mouth, exploring it.

You begin to move your hand up and down, slowly. Your long nails, which he had paid for, adding extra sensation.

You slowly pull your lips off his, before moving them down to his neck. Leaving little bruises all over it, being sure to bite his most sensitive spot.

"Y/n.."

He gasps out your name, his hips bucking involuntarily up into your hand.

"Shh, be quiet for me.."

You mumble against his neck.

Your stroking gets faster, and his whimpers get louder.

"Y/n, Im gonna cum!"

Chris cries out, and you immediately stop the movement.

He lets out a whine and looks down at you, giving a questioning look.

You pull away from his neck, looking up at him.

"Wouldnt wanna lose, now would you?"

You smirk, crawling back up and kissing him.

This kiss is long and passionate, as he cups your cheek. Your tounges danced together in a loving fight. The heat between your bodies matching the flame of the sun.

Your hand moves back down, starting the stroking slowly. Teasing the tip of his cock, before speeding up slightly.

You pull away from the kiss, staring down at him. Watching as his eyebrows furrow, and his head tilts back slightly.

His lips pressed into a thin line, a slight sweat on the edges of his mouth. His eyes squeezed shut.

You begin moving your hand faster.

His mouth falls open, groans falling out one after another, and his head jerks back further.

You can tell hes close. So,

You stop your hand movmemt, earning a whine from him. You give him a sharp look, shutting him up before he has a chance to protest.

You climb off the bed, getting on your knees at the edge. You open your mouth to give commands, but before you can Chris is already positioned infront of you, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Little slut."

You mumble, before kissing the tip of his length. He lets out a quiet whimper, before responding. Or atleast, attempting to respond.

"Im not a slu- ahh!"

His words cut off, and blend into a moan as your wrap your lips around his tip. Your tounge flicks the very top as you move your mouth lower.

He throws his head back, a stream of curses, moans, and grunts leave his mouth as your work your magic.

You push your mouth as far down and deep you can go. Taking almost all his length in your mouth. What you cant take, your hand is tightly wrapped around it and twisting.

This throws him over the edge, his head falls back as he attempts to pull away from you.

"Please, im gonna.."

Before he can finish his sentence, you feel a string of warmth fly into your mouth and down your throat. It was a salty taste, but you swallowed it all nonetheless.

You dont pull your mouth way however. You keep going.

Sucking, and bobbing your head up and down.

"To much, to much"

Chris cries out, but his hand that has found its way to your hair eggs you on, pushing your face towards him as his hips buck up into your mouth.

Whimpers upon whimpers leave his mouth, and even faster then the first time he releases in your mouth once again.

You pull away, after swallowing it of course, and look up at him.

"Loser."

"Shut the fuck up."

hope you enjoyed it ! its not the best and kinda short, but its what i got ! let me know if you have any requests !!!

[mymindcreatedthis]

First Time 18+

Reader x Chloe Kelly

Summery: Chloe and Y/n have sex. Y/n has never had sex before so Chloe teaches her and helps Y/n lose her V Card

Warning: Smut, Dirty Talk, Unprotected Sex, Creampie, clit teasing, hair pulling, titjob, Cumshot, blowjob, Throatpie, Positions: Missionary, Doggy, Cowgirl, The Snake

Word count: 3.3K

*Y/n’s pov*

Chloe and I went to bed. We had a day full of excitement and happiness. Not long ago she had asked me to be her girlfriend, my first girlfriend.

I couldn’t think of any other answer but yes.

We laid in bed, watching a film, but not really watching the film. We found ourselves talking, talking for hours. About anything and everything.

“I want it to be with you” I said to Chloe as I turned to her.She turned over to me with her hand on my side.

“So do I Y/N, it’s just when ever you’re ready, I’ll be here to help you, to guide you okay” She whispered, kissing my lips.

I held her hips as I brought her closer to me, deepening the kiss. Chloe’s hands stayed firmly still on my hips.

We had been in this situation so many times, we’d get so far kissing each other like the world couldn’t split us then I’d worry, pulling away as I ask to stop, which Chloe does right away comforting me making sure I was okay.

This time it felt different, it felt weird, but a good weird. I wanted to go all the way. I wanted to do this with Chloe.

I pull away holding Chloe close to me.She looks at me with a little sadness in her eyes.

“It’s okay y/n we can stop, I know” she had a little smile on her face to comfort me.

“No I don’t want to, I don’t want to stop,” I replied, kissing her again. “I want to have sex with you” I whispered

Chloe smacking her lips back onto mine pulling me into her. The kiss was deep, a rough kiss as we both ran our hands over each other's body.

“We can be as slow as you want y/n I’ll talk you through it all okay” Chloe whispered rub her hand through my hair. I nodded as I looked deep into her eyes.

Slowly as our kisses intensify Chloe pulls us into position. I’m led on top of her, my hands either side of her head as I lean forward kissing her again.

“Can you guide me in please Chloe” I whispered kissing her again

Chloe nodded as she brought me into a kiss.

She ran her hand down my body taking hold of my dick and softly ran in and out of her folds as she moaned.

“How does, fuck, how does that feel” she whispered to me

“It feels really good, am I in yet” I ask

“No baby, no where near” she answers kissing my lips

“Well I want to be, please” I whisper

Chloe kisses my lips again

“I’m going to put my hand behind your back and pull you into me okay”

I nod my head as she places her hand on my back. She slowly pulls me into her and I feel my cock slowly enter her warm wet Pussy.

“Fuck Y/n you feel so good, I’ve needed this for so long.” She moaned as she moved her head. “Are you okay?” She asked in the middle in her moan.

“Yes baby it feels amazing.” I moan.

Chloe moans. “Thrust in and out of me slowly babe.” Chloe moans.

I nod and Mona as I slowly thrust in and out of her. I moan, Chloe moans and lifts her legs a bit. I bite my lil and hold her legs and spread them a bit as I continue to fuck her.

I rub her thigh with my thumb, I lean back a bit at an angle and thrust in and out of her a bit faster. Chloe moans as I pick up the pace a little bit.

“Mm does this feel good? Are you okay?” Chloe moans.

I moan and nod. “This feels really for. Ugh I don’t want to stop.” I moan in pleasure.

Chloe giggles and moans. Chloe grabs my hand and places my hand on her clit. “Rub my clit baby.” Chloe moans.

Chloe places her hand on mine and helps guide my hand motioning me through the movements.

“F-Fuck, mm yes rub my clit just like that.” Chloe moans.

Chloe moves her hand and lets me take over. Chloe moans as I thrust in and out of her and rub her clit.

“Mmm shit, I’m gonna cum.” Chloe moans.

I moan and rub her clit a bit faster as I pick up the pace and thrust in and out of her a little faster.

“Me too.” I moan as the urge to cum gets stronger.

Chloe moans and places her hand on my ass. “Mm keep going baby. Keep your cock in me when you cum.” Chloe moans walking me through what she wants me to do.

I moan and nod. I moan and go a little faster. Chloe moans and cums all over my dick. Chloe cumming sends me over the edge.

Creampie:

I can’t take it anymore, cum shoots out of my dick and fills up her entrance filling her up to the brim. I gasp and moan loudly in pleasure as I bust my seed deep inside her.

Fuck her pussy felt so good, I can’t believe I just filled Chloe Kelly up with my load. Chloe places her hands on my ass and helps me slowly thrust in and out of her helping us ride out our highs.

Chloe giggles and moans. “How was that? Was that good?” Chloe moans.

I moan in pleasure. “Fuck Chloe, mm that felt so good.” I moan.

Chloe giggles and kisses me, I moan in the kiss and kiss back. I moan and slowly pull out of hers Chloe moans as cum immediately oozes out of her. Cum coats her folds, cum drips down her folds and oozes onto the bed.

Chloe moans and smiles. “You okay baby? You want to keep going?”

I smile and blush. “I’m okay baby. Please let keep going.”

Chloe smiles and nods. Chloe moves to the middle of the bed and gets on all fours. Chloe giggles and shakes her ass a bit.

“Move behind me baby.” Chloe says. I do as she seats and move behind her. “Mm put it back in Y/n.” Chloe says.

I bite my lip and rub my tip through her folds. We both moan as I slide my cock back inside her wet warm cum filled pussy.

Chloe moans as she takes my dick back deep inside her. “Mm f-fuck.” Chloe moans.

She takes a moment and adjusts to my size. “U-Ugh okay. Place your hands on my hip baby.” Chloe moans.

I place my hand on her hip. We both moan as Chloe slide back on my cock making me go deeper inside her. I look down and moan her pussy swallowed me up perfectly.

“U-Ugh pull my hair.” Chloe moans.

I reach up, I wrap her hair and my hand and pull it slightly. “Mm y-yes okay baby. J-J-J-Just like before thrust in and out of me slowly.” Chloe says walking me through on what to do in this position.

We both moan as I slowly thrust in and out of her, Chloe moans in pleasure. Chloe looks back at me.

“Are you okay baby? You wanna go a bit faster?” Chloe moans.

I moan and nod. “We can go a bit faster.”

Chloe moans and nods, I moan and grip her hip a bit tighter as I thrust in and out of her a bit faster. My balls slap against her skin as our moans fill the room.

Chloe moans as I thrust in and out at the same pleasure. “Fuck…f-fuck.” Chloe moans in pleasure.

I moan in pleasure. “Fuck baby your pussy swallows me up so well.”

Chloe moans. “Mm you feel so good inside me.” Chloe looks back at me. “Let me take over.” Chloe moans.

Chloe moans and throws her ass back against me. I moan as she slides back and forth on my dick, shit this feels so good.

“Shit, I don’t think I’ll last much longer. You have an amazing grip.” I moan in pleasure.

Chloe moans and slides back and forth on my cock a bit faster helping me out.

“Relax, baby let me do the work.” Chloe moans.

I moan and nod and let her take over. Fuck her pussy was tight and warm and felt like heavy.

“Mm I’m close babe.” I moan.

“M-Me too.” Chloe moans.

I moan loudly my balls slapping against her skin as our moans fill the room. I moan loudly in pleasure as her walls clench around my dick. fuck she’s really gonna make me cum.

Chloe moans and cums all over my dick.

Creampie:

I'm not able to warn Chloe in time as I shoot my cum deep inside her ass. Filling her up to the brim, some dripping out and down her leg.

Chloe moans and slowly slides back and forth on my dick helping me ride out my high collecting the last of my seed in her pussy.

I moan and slowly pull out of her. My dick falls limp, cum immediately oozes out of her and drips down her thighs and onto the sheets.

Chloe moans and looks back at me. She giggles and turns to me and kisses me. I moan in the kiss and kiss her back.

“Lay on the bed and lean back against the headboard baby.” Chloe says.

I do as she says, I sit back and lean against the headboard. Chloe smiles, she reaches over and grabs some massaging oil from the draw in the night stand.

I blush darkly as I see her grab this. Chloe smiles, she slips her shirt and sports bra. I blush as he tits are Now exposed.

Chloe smirks. She opens the oil and pours some on her tits. “Mmm you ready for a tit job babe?”

I blush darkly and nod. “Y-Yes.”

Chloe smiles. She wraps her tits around my dick, I moan as she does this.

“Mm so warm.” I moan.

Chloe giggles. My length still rock hard, Chloe laid between my legs as she planted a kiss into my dick. She wraps her tits around my cock. Slowly she began to stroke my dick with her tits.

"F-Fuck Chloe.... Just like that." I moaned as I began to play with her right nipple.

“Mmm f-faster please.” I moan.

Chloe began to speed up, pressing her tits tighter and tighter around my cock covering it in spit as she continued to stroke my dick in spit.

"Fuck Chloe I'm gonna cum buckets if you keep doing that." I moaned as I gripped the sheets underneath me.

She didn't slow down as she kept going, she began to play with my balls with her right hand. "Give me that cum shot baby.” Chloe giggled from the way she was seeing my facial expressions change.

Somehow I could feel my length getting harder as I became closer to releasing. A feeling I had never felt before, she fast as she could as she began to moan at the precum she could feel leaking out.

"Chloe... oh m-my..."

Cumshot:

Cum fired out of my cock going everywhere. All over Chloe’s face, tits and even landing in her mouth. My biggest cumshot yet, Chloe stopped tit fucking me and began to lick up all the cum off her face and tits.

"Such a cum slut." I moaned as I watched Chloe do this.

"Your cum slut." Chloe giggled as she licked up the remaining cum. "Letting it all out all over me." Chloe laughed again as she planted a thank you kiss on my lips.

I moan in the kiss fuck that tit job was amazing. Chloe giggles, and straddles me. facing me she lowered herself down guiding my length into her entrance for another release.

“Place your hands on my ass baby.” Chloe moans.

I moan and place my hands on her ass. Chloe moans and slowly slides up and down in my cock. I moan and watch her ass in the mirror as She rides my cock.

“Mmm fuck.” I moan. I squeezed her ass a bit.

Chloe moans as I squeeze her ass and looks at me. “G-Go a bit faster.” I moan.

Chloe moans and slides up and down in my cock a bit faster than before. I moan and grip her ass as I help her slide up and down on my cock.

The sound of her ass clapping down onto my skin sounded like music to my ears.

“Mmm fuck Chloe.” I moan in pleasure.

I rest my head against the headboard letting Chloe do all the work. I looked over her shoulder into the mirror. The sight of my dick being swallowed up by her pussy was a sight I was not ready for.

"F-Fuck Chloe, your pussy is swallowing me up." I moan in pleasure. "Cum baby, as soon as you cum I'll cum I'm so fucking close." I moan loudly in pleasure.

Suddenly I could feel Chloe’s body begin to shake as she began to cum. Chloe cums all over my dick, Chloe cumming sends me over the edge.

Creampie:

We both cum at the same time. I moan in pleasure as I feel her juices mixed with my cum run down her leg onto mine. My dick leaking with cum continuously, Chloe carried on riding me until she couldn't collect any more of my cum before sliding off my cock.

I moan as my cock falls limp, cum immediately pours out of her and lands in my abs, lap, onto my dick and onto the sheets.

I smile and take over and make Chloe lay on her stomach. Chloe giggles and squeals as I do this.

“Mmm I wanna keep going babe.” I say and squeeze her ass.

Chloe moans as I squeeze her ass. “Mm okay daddy. Remember this is your first time. We can go as long as you want.”

I hover over Chloe, I rub my tip through Chloe’s folds. Chloe moans as I do this. "Mmm Y/n don't tease, just put it in." Chloe moans.

I smirk and giggle at her comment. I slowly slide my dick inside her. I moan as her walls immediately clench around me. Chloe moans as she takes all 11 inches inside her.

"Mmm fuck, you're really deep in there." Chloe moans.

"Mmm so wet and warm." I moan in pleasure.

Chloe takes a moment to adjust to my size. I move her hair to the side, I lean down and kiss her neck. "Tell me when to move babe." I say.

"M-Move." Chloe moans.

I kiss her neck and slowly thrust in and out of her. Chloe moans and grips the sheets as I slowly thrust in and out of her.

"Gah fuck. Right there." Chloe moans.

I moan and thrust into her a bit faster. My balls slap against her skin as our moans fill the room. I moan that my abs go faster and faster.

"F-Fuck it feels so good." Chloe cries out in pleasure.

"Fuck Chloe, ugh you have amazing grip." I moan.

"Faster....Fill....Me....Up." Chloe squeaks out with each thrust.

I thrust into her faster and harder. "Fuck yes! Y/n right there. Right there!" Chloe shouts in pleasure as I continue to pound her pussy.

I moan in pleasure as I feel myself getting closer to cumming. "C-Chloe baby I'm close." I moan.

"Yes baby, fill me up." Chloe moans.

I moan loudly in pleasure and continue to bottom out in her pussy from behind. "Gah fuck baby, you have amazing grip. I don't think I can last much longer." I moan.

Chloe giggles and moans. "Let go baby. You've earned this, relax and cum. You deserve a release." Chloe moans.

I moan in pleasure, I place kisses on her back. I moan as I feel myself getting closer to cumming. My breathing gets heavier letting Chloe know that I was close to cumming.

"Yes cum in me, cum in me." Chloe moans.

I moan as I feel my balls tighten, Chloe moans and cums all over my dick. Chloe cumming sends me over the edge.

Creampie:

I can't take it anymore, I bust my load deep inside her. Chloe moans and cums on my dick. Chloe gasps and moans as thick cum oozes and spurts inside her painting her walls white.

I moan and slowly thrust in and out of her as the last of my cum spurts and oozes inside her. I moan and come down from my high, and slowly pull out of her.

Cum glazes her folds, Chloe moans as my cum oozes out of her. Cum drips down her thigh and onto the sheets. I smirk and squeeze Chloe’s ass. Chloe lays there on the bed panting and trying to catch her breath. She moans as my cum continues to drip down her fold and ass and oozes onto the bed.

"Ugh fuck." I moan. I smirk as Chloe lays me on the bed.

“Can I suck your dick baby?” Chloe asks.

I smirk and nod. “I’m not gonna stop you.”

“I just want to feel your cock in my mouth.” Chloe says.

I smirk. "Are you going to be a good girl and take it all?" I questioned as she spat on my dick.

"I'll take all of it, be your good girl." She moaned as she began to slowly jerk me off, spitting on my tip as her spit traveled down my length.

Slowly Chloe lowered herself and began to give me head. Her mouth is so warm around the tip of my dick.

"Such a good girl." I moaned as I grip her ponytail just like she wanted me too.

She began to bob her head faster, knowing the effect she had on me, allowing my dick to slide all the way down her throat. Chloe chokes and gags at the sudden feeling.

"Fuck Chloe, do that again please." I begged, feeling my eyes roll to the back of my head from the sensation. Sweat dripped down my forehead.

Chloe did as I pleaded, repeating what she did allowing my dick to once again slide all the way down her throat causing her to gag again. Her spit spluttered everywhere covering my length moving her hand to play with my balls. The way she was playing with my balls began to make them tighten up. Combined with the speed she was bobbing her head, she was pushing me closer and closer to exploding in her mouth.

"Fuck Chloe, if you keep doing that I'm gonna cum buckets." I moaned as I repositioned my grip on her ponytail guiding her head up and down on my length. I could feel precum leaking out of my dick and into her mouth telling her that I was getting closer to my release.

She hummed against my dick in response as well as the new taste she was experiencing as she gripped onto my thighs to further up her speed.

"Uuuhh F-Fuck Chloe S-Slo...."

Throat pie:

I couldn't take it anymore. Her mouth was too good, without any warning cum came oozing into her mouth causing her to choke and gag. I kept hold of her head as she took my load, swallowing it all.

"Good slut. Swallow all of that up." I moaned as I pushed her head slightly down making her take my full length one more time.

Releasing her head, Chloe took a deep breath to help catch her breath. Her eyes watering, her face was a mess from all her spit and drool.

"Fuck baby, your face is such a mess." I moaned as I leaned back taking in the view I was partly responsible for.

Chloe giggles and kisses me. I moan in the kiss as I taste myself in her lips. Chloe breaks the kiss and looks at me.

“How was that for your first time?” Chloe giggled.

I moan and kiss her lips again. “Fuck, that was amazing babe. Thank you for that.” I giggle. “I lost my virginity to Chloe Kelly.”

Chloe giggles at my comment and kisses me again. “Yes you did Babe.”

[icarusredwings]

oooooh HELLO NEW CONTESTANT!!

Ps. Im so sorry for whoever has to see this huge chain of reblogs.

So yeah that was semi the plan love love love your thoughts except I had the idea that eventually they would find the cure BECAUSE of wade. Since wade can consent (and can restrain himself not to chomp people) he (unfortunately) would infact be the perfect test subject and because logan is definitely not gonna let some assholes test his lover without making sure its ethical and not harm him more then good, Wade would be quite accepting.

It also helps (Now don't look at me like that- you gotta understand his situation) that wade is very food and affection motivated so yes while he does still feel pain and heals slower then usual (still way faster then a human) it would only be natural for him to whine or not want hurt.

So yeah, in between shots and what not he's given pieces of meat and hugged, nuzzled, etc.

"One more and then were done. Hear me?" Logan tells them, coming to wade, Giving him some left overs and putting his arm around him.

"Just one more okay? Then we'll go see the girls."

He nods, mouth already full of the food, happy at the mention from the girls.

Another thing is Wade dosn't just wonder off in a sense of he dosn't know what hes doing or just aimlessly is leaving like how other zombies mindlessly walk around. Wade "wonders off" mainly because he knows if he dosn't eat anything soon hes going to hurt someone and he dosn't want that so he removes himself from the situation.

He also eats just about anything. Yeah he heavily prefers meat because something about the virus craves protein, its why his muscles have gotten weaker too but the virus knows of they eat their host there wont be anymore.

Most zombies die because the virus starves and has to eat the host, but because when they eat wades cancer it just keeps coming back, and eventually the cancer would whoop the virus's ass due to sheer out numbering but I like to think that before things get better (much like cancer) it gets WAY worse.

So yes, for a year or two hes off an on, randomly being feral the first year but the second year only being feral about once a month for a short period of time.

He slowly is becoming better and better as the third year rolls around to the point where he hasn't been feral in awhile, slipping up only because he hasn't eaten in 2 days, in which Logan apologizes to him because it's winter and theres not much to spare.

Wade knows he gets fed last, and honestly isn't too upset about it. He's lucky to get food twice a day simply from how scarce it is. In the summer its a lot better, much more animals come out, theres a lot of plants, hell the girls started a garden before Logan and Wade even found them so often times they have food its just... not.. sustainable.. for wade.

Yes, he'll eat it. He'll eat it all, clear his entire plate like hes been starving for months but he needs the protein. He needs the high fat content. Its why he gets a lot of beans.

Laura had even managed to trade for a chicken that first year but uhhhhhh wade ate it.... just... mauled the poor thing. Ripped it to shreds. It made gabs cry because she already named the hen "Penny". Well. No more penny. And now Wade isnt allowed out back by the chicken coop no more.

Sometimes, still 3 years later, She'll catch wade crouched down and staring at them with such wide eyes, like a cat watching a fish in a bowl.

"What are you doin? Get away from there! You know better." She'll tell him and he'll whine at her a bit because once in a great while Logan will let him pet the chickens. He'll hold it tight and let Wade run his fingers on its back with the biggest grin. But after whats happened to penny? No sir. He wasnt allowed to pet them without Logan around.

He's just so... hungry. And there's nothing really anyone can do about it. Because of this though, Wade makes a great hunter and well... sometimes.. even in the third year half of the animal will be eaten by the time he brings it home but he does infact bring home many intact kills. It sucks though because bassically anything Wade puts his mouth on or licks immediately is thrown out and cant be eaten by the girls or logan, So yeah.. Logan gets frustrated when Wade comes home with a useless deer because wade already took a chunk out of it.

By the fourth year wade is allowed to sleep in the house nightly, is allowed to hug the girls each day, and can control himself enough to even have dinner with them as a family. Year 4s biggest issue right now is that he keeps trying to kiss them. Trying to kiss the girls cheeks, trying to kiss logan, and he keeps trying to share food, trying to give Gabs more vegetables off his plate when now her entire plate is ruined because of cross contamination.

From what they know is that this virus is similar to rabies because it stems from the same family in which feasts on proteins and fat but its evolved enough to understand that the host needs to be able to do things such as swallow and walk so they do not attack the spinal cord or the ceribellum which controls movements. Unlike rabies in who devoures the brain, rendering the person not to be able to swallow and mindlessly walks around looking for water especially in heavily dense human population with zero fear. (Seen in foxes the most)

The zombie virus does attack the Broca's area though in which controls speech. They attack other parts of the brain like memory logic and processing but because of how much cancer wade has it just keeps growing back.

Some early days of being bitten he will just stare at you like a dementia patient trying to remember who you are, other days he will run into a door and then just stand there like a sim who cant move because theres a plate on the ground.

It also is better for him to NOT get bit or licked again by other zombies so after year one Logan stops letting him eat other zombies, noticing that he gets worse afterwards because he becomes reinfected. This- Has limited wades food sources to human grade stuff, aka.... a lot less.. which causes more snappiness for a few days, but after 2 weeks he improves a lot.

By year 5 he has an entire week straight where he is unconscious, growling and struggling against the chains in the shed. Logan is sitting out side of the shed on a stump, crying because he dosn't know what happened or what to do. Wade was doing so good to the point he was starting not to worry about him biting anymore and now he was at square one.

The next day he sees that the noise has stopped and wade is pased out for another good week. Logan is almost relieved. He thinks Wades body finally gave up. Finally died.

He sobs that morning, Whispering thank yous to nothing and im sorrys. He dosnt even know why hes apologizing, he didnt do it. If he could put wade out of his misery he would have done it years ago, so this is a blessing.

Laura, much like her father, has very mixed feelings, crying behind closed doors but is glad. Finally he wouldn't hurt anymore.

Being barley 18 now, Gabs still sobs. Cries that its not fair that her papa died. Cries because he was so nice to her and now he was gone for good. She would never get to hug her papa ever again.

This was until...anyway.. when 8 days later theres a soft knock on the inside of the shed. Logan couldn't bare the idea of him coming back and hurting the girls so he sealed off the shed, being his husbands forever tomb.

At first he thinks its a cruel joke. "Gabby, quit! That's not funny-"

"What dad?"

But if gabs wasn't doing that, and lauras in the house..

Carefully, he unlocks it, peeking in to see Wade awkwardly standing here. Blinking.

"...hai..?"

"....hi...??"

"...urrhhm... yor wracked meh n hare.."

Logan swears hes gone insane, he could have SWORN his dead husband just said "You locked me in here" and "hi"

His skin looking better, less open gashes and healed up, still scarred up but no longer really decomposing.

This has to be a dream right?

"..no.. No. Ha! Heh.. no."

"...no rhat?"

He stares in disbelief, wondering how in gods name he was alive still. And talking? Like.. actually talking.. Tears run down his face faster then he can think, Gabby is already crying and quickly unchaining him. "You're the worst dad ever!! Yo-you know that!?" She sobs, angry from the hurt but also so glad that he was okay.

"Ar rnow... I Sarry."

"B-but you were gone- I... I saw you.. you were rotting and everything.."

"Rhat rRh- er... h-harppins." He smiles softly, worried just how much he upset his family, and is even more worried by how tight Logan held him and sobbed into his shoulder. "You fucking IDIOT!" He cries, breaking a few of his ribs.

"Aouch! Owr" he whines, turning his head from him and everything, not wanting any of his saliva to touch Logan despite him desperately trying to bury himself in his neck.

It wasn't much Laura seen her father like this, but she has a pretty similar reaction, complete with a slap and telling him to never die on them ever again.

"Nor pramases!"

Hello there. You must be crying by now. Dont worry so am I. If anyone wishes to draw zombie wade I would be extremely happy. Different stages would be so cool to see. I might do a little sketch if I have time. Anyway. Here. You will need these.

I dont CARE that it's November 9th and "Halloweens over" ITS MY BIRTHDAY MONTH ILL POST IF I WANT TOO

Anyway.

Thinking about apocolpse au.

Wade getting bitten by a zombie, Logan freaking out, Wade dying, and him coming back (Again)

"Didn't you just die?? I literally fucking burried you!!"

And wades like:

"Of course. Man, God REALLY hates you dosn't he?"

And he's bassically the same person except just saying, "Rahhah har ran re" (translation: I think the devil doesn't want me either)

"What?? Oh for fucks sake... tell me you're kidding.."

"Rah?" 🤔

"Great so now you stink more and you can't talk. Fucking lovely."

"Mmmmh..." 🥺 (would you still love me if I was a zombie?)

"*sighs, blushes and grumbles how insane this is and how much of a bad idea this is* Fine! Come on...."

"Raah!!" 😄

And sometimes his limbs fall off because I think it would be funny if you just saw him stop, turn around, pick up his arm and shove it back into place like a dislocated shoulder. (Marvel Magic)

But its very obvious that Wade is still consious and so logan leads him around, puts a leash on him, ties him up when he goes to sleep the first few nights so wade dosn't eat him, sometimes luring him with a piece of his thigh or telling him he'll feed him soon to make him behave.

The only thing about this resource wise is that it seems Wade is a bottomless pit, not ever able to get enough. It's like all the nutrients just pass right through him, so he can't get fed meals daily, but Logan will share at least one bite of his food. It makes Wade so happy and way more "wade like" than zombie.

Logan has learned that the hungrier Wade gets the worse it would be, snapping at logan a few times.

"Grr-"

"Aye! That's enough outta ya"

"GggRah!"

"Hey!! I said no! Bad! Bad wade!"

"Mmmh??"

"Bad!!"

"Mmh....rahah.."

"I forgive you. But stop trying to bite me. I feed you, don't I? I hold your hand and tell you that I love you?"

Wade is actually extremely friendly for a zombie (duh) and still yaps at logan except its nonsense. Logan tries hard to understand him and talk back.

He holds his hand sometimes, even lays next to him only to scold him if he gets too bitey. This is hard because wade already had a biting issue and seeing as he practically ate anything or anybody now it was more difficult.

"...aahh-"

"Wade- No."

"Ggr.. raahh"

"Wade! No! Bad."

"Mmmh..."

"Ill feed you tomarrow. Don't bite me mkay? You wanna hurt me?"

He shakes his head like a dog shaking off from a bath, or that ate a bee.

"Then don't bite me."

"Mmh? Mrah?"

"No. No kisses right now. Im still not even sure if thats safe.."

"Mmmh...🥺 ahrrah?"

"No, not even a tiny one."

"Mm...😔"

Until Logan grunts and pecks his hand. "There. Happy?"

"🙂‍↕️mh"

"Good."

Honestly Logan felt bad, pitited him. No matter what food he ate it wasnt enough substance to sustain him and sometimes Logan would wake up to find him eating a different zombie that made the mistake of trying to eat Logan.

You ever wake up in the morning, lose your zombie boyfriend, call for him only to walk outside and see him knawing on some poor chaps arm like a happy puppy who found a chicken leg? Logan has. Many times. And he wishes his phone would charge so he could take a picture of it but unfortunately theres no electricity in the post apocalypse world.

This being said Logan is like- THE perfect guy for apocalypse au because he can smell everything and hear anyone before they even get to you, he has better wilderness survival skills then anyone I know and he'll never NOT have a weapon on him because of his claws. The only downside is that he's tired easily, needs a lot of food, and would lowkey be withdrawing from his tabccao and alchool, therefore very moody.

"Stupid fucking apocalypse having to happen when im fucking alive!! Why can't I just NOT live through ONE major historical event! Is that too fucking much to ask? One damn decade where everything is fine and dandy and- WADE! Get your ass away from that!! It's radioactive!! For fucks sake!"

"Rahahrah?"

"NO!! You can not become Spiderman! That's not how that works!"

"Aawr..😔"

The whole thing is they're on a quest to find Laura and Gabby, because when everything went to shit, they were on a cabin trip and now Logans brain is itching because he dosn't know where his babies are and its driving him insane. Once he finds them, they're gonna shack up somewhere with food and animals to hunt, and hes gonna make a little shed outside for Wade to sleep because he'll kill him if he bites one of the girls.

He dosnt care that much about himself really and he hates himself deep down for not being able to trust wade anymore but even wade dosnt trust wade, sometimes wandering off on purpose, staying about 30 feet away from him at all times, growling and giving Logan that glazed over look of unconsiousness. The only good thing about this, though, is after he removes himself from the idea of hurting Logan (because if logaj were to become infected - HA! Your all fucked. Utterly fucked. The whole humanoid species would go extinct because he'd kill anything that moved) he feels more trusting of him and it's not uncommon for them to hug after either. Afterall Wade- Some how???- is still wade and is very affectionate and sensitive when its not returned.

This whole thing also makes him think worse about himself, kicking reflective objects or staring at himself in a shop window in utter shock and disgust with a face of 'thats me..?' While logans raiding the place for supplies.

Did you know zombies can cry? Well, Wade could. Not a lot, only able to get a bit of liquid from dehydration, but sometimes Logan will catch him just... sitting there.. crying. Upset with himself for being bit. Upset with himself for trying to bite logan all the time. Upset at how ugly he is. Upset that he's starving all the time. Upset that he can't even talk to anyone, and Logan just has to guess what he's saying 90% of the time. Bro is literally

When they DO find Laura and Gabby, the girls are doing great. Laura was going to blow wades head off until Gabby ran in the shot, hugging him instantly, only to be ripped away.

"Of course my dad is the weirdo married to a zombie." Laura grunts, but is secrelty happy that wade is still 'alive'

Gabby, being as young as she is, thinks it's so SICK that her dad is a zombie now, giggling when he talks to her and holding his hand. She's not allowed near him for long, and not at all by herself, but Gabby bassically becomes Wades number one supporter, defending him when he messes up and snaps at laura.

"He's just hungry!! He's not bad! It's not bad to be hungry!" She'll say. "You wouldn't kill me if I was hungry.." she tells her bigger, more survival oriented sister whos suggested putting wade out of his misery, for his own sake. "I tried that... he found me again 3 days later." Logan tells her with a pang in his chest. It had taken everything in him to kill him the first time, and sobbed himself to sleep the next 2 days. By the third when he noticed Wade following him from a distance he couldn't believe it.

Not even the apocalypse could keep them away from each other..

[pedrosgrogu]

Born Too Late - Chapter 4

pairing/au: neighbor!joel x reader // no outbreak

Warnings: MDNI, SMUT. FILTHY SMUT. dirty talk, unprotected p in v (be smart yall, wrap it up) age gap, no use of y/n, i think thats all idk let me know if i missed anything xoxo. 

Summary: All you wanted to do was thank Joel, and apologize for the bar mishap. How the hell did we get here? (1.3k+)

a/n: i am SO sorry it took so long to get this chapter out. its my first time writing smut and i was so nervous :P. also been super busy with midterms and work and whatnot. If you have any suggestions, as always let me know. i love to see/hear feedback :) <3

You’re trying to take in Joels room but you can't focus. You can't focus because he's tearing your clothes off your body. His lips are tracing your neck and his teeth nipping your ears. “Come on babygirl, we ain't got all day.” He says in between bites. All you can let out is a moan. He slings you onto the bed and your body goes numb. Your clothes have been strewn throughout the room and you can feel him. “Joel please. I need you” you moan. “You’re gonna get me. All of me.” He throws his face in between your legs and laps up the juice in between your folds. You grab his hair like you're holding on for dear life and let out a moan so loud that the neighbors probably heard. He doesn't stop. You’re seeing white. “Joel I’m so close, please dont st-” and before you can finish, he’s ramming is cock into you. You scream with pleasure. “You’re so fuckin tight baby. Takin’ my cock so fuckin’ well.” His left hand is holding himself up and his right is rubbing your clit. You literally can’t breathe. He’s ramming into you, over and over. And suddenly it stops. He’s gone. You see stars, and scream in agony. Feeling so fucking empty that it hurts. His tongue begins tracing a line from your stomach to your nipples. The sensation brings you back to reality and you look him straight in the eyes. They’re dark and full of lust, and hunger. He crashes his lips into yours, and his tongue swirls around your mouth. You moan with pleasure, happy to let him have all of you. “Baby I'm gonna come. But not before you.” He spits out, effortlessly. He throws his cock back into you, letting out a groan. He picks up speed, slamming in and out of you over and over, rubbing your clit. You’re seeing white all over again. “Joel, please don't stop.” You manage to say. Your breathing intensifies and you reach your climax. You’re screaming, borderline crying because the sensation is almost too much. “Where do you want me babygirl?” Joel says, still ramming his cock in and out of you. “In me. I'm on the pill.. FUCK!” You scream, barely able to get the words out. Your body is drowning in pleasure and overload. “Fuck baby” Joel moans. “You take me so good. Such a good girl.” You can feel his cock throb inside you as he slows down, releasing his seed. He slowly pulls out and you whimper. You feel empty. “Don’t move. I'll be right back” You can barely open your eyes. You hear the sink turn on, and then off. Joel comes back with a warm washcloth and begins to clean you up. “So beautiful,” He says, cleaning you off. He throws the washcloth back into the bathroom and leaves a trail of kisses up to your forehead. He falls beside you on the bed, & you’ve finally come down from the euphoric high. You look him in the eyes to make sure you arent fucking dreaming. His eyes look different, they’re soft and warm. He kisses you, this time its gentle and smooth. You can feel his body loosen with every second the kiss lingers on. He pulls you in close and begins to drift into a light but still there slumber. 

And then it hits you. You fucked someone you barely know. And not only did you fuck someone you barely know, you fucked someone you barely know that happens to be your mean grouchy neighbor, that is also the dad to one of your students. You jump out of bed, startling Joel awake. “Where are you going baby? I was-” but you cut him off, throwing your sweatshirt and shorts back on. Not even worried about your shoes or bra. “I’ve gotta go” You basically run out the door, and straight into your house, slamming your door behind you. You fall to the floor with your face in your hands. “What have I done?” you mutter. Not expecting a response, you jump when you hear Penny say “Girl what the fuck are you talking about? And why do you look like you’ve been hit by a bus?” Looking up you see Penny rubbing her eyes. “I fucked Joel” you mumble. “Huh?” Penny says, sliding down the wall beside you. “I said, I fucked Joel.” Its silent for a second, you’re scared to look up. “You WHAT?! Holy shit bitch!!! Tell me everything!! I've gotta pack but I can multitask.” 

“I mean it wasn't bad” you say, trying to spare Penny the details. “Yeah yeah but how did that even happen?!” Penny exclaims, zipping her hygiene bag. You let out a sigh. “I went over to take him some Im sorry / Thank you muffins and it just kinda did.” “Yellow, I love you but sex with the grumpy hot neighbor doesn't just happen” Yellow. You remember him calling you that, how the fuck does he know about that? “Penny it literally just happened. He brought up the window thing and it kinda just escalated.” She looks at you, one eyebrow cocked. “Okay so honestly, was it bad? Like I can't think of why else we’re beating around the bush here.” “That's the problem, it wasn’t bad. It was mind blowing.” You pause “It was so good that I'd do it again.” “Why don't you?! I mean, that's as convenient as it gets.” Penny says, giggling. “His daughter is in my class. That's a huge boundary I don't want to cross, especially in my first year of teaching.” You say, sounding a little defeated. Because let's face it, the sex was great, and he's hot. And my god, the after care. Something you’d never had with Connor. You sigh. “Chin up girl, it’ll work itself out.” “Pen, you ready?” You yell out. “Coming!” She says. It's 3:30 and Penny's flight leaves at 5. She offered to get a cab but you told her no worries. “Where the fuck are my shoes?” you mumble to yourself. Then it hits you. Joel. Joel's room. Goddamnit. Penny comes down the hall, suitcase in one hand and her duffle in another. “Hold on Pen, I've gotta go grab my sandals. I left my shoes at Joels. You begin walking down the hall and you hear “Your vans? The ones on the porch?” You stop dead in your tracks. You step onto the porch and there they lay, with one of your muffins and a note that reads “Figured you’d need these this week. I had a great time this morning. I’d love to do it again, or get coffee. Whichever you prefer. Here's my number. -Joel.” “Fuckkkkk” You groan. Throwing the note in the house and the muffin in your mouth, you lock the door behind you and hop in the car. “Who was the note from?” “Joel” you mumble. “I don’t want to talk about it” You say, backing out of your driveway and peeling down the street. Too scared to look in the direction of his house.

Chapter 3 - Masterlist

[hearts4werka]

NNN day 13 | You Can’t Save Me

“I thought I could do it without dragging you deeper. Shit, I was wrong.”

summary: Matt was a gang member and you knew the life as one or alongside one was a constant gamble for your life, never knowing what you’ll roll nor what consequences you will have to face. Today you didn’t know you would be facing one of them out of Matthew’s not informing you that they owed money to the violent rival gang, not thinking as an outcome I’ll have to face the barrier between life or death, will you somehow survive or face the consequences and give into the dark feeling of death?

warnings: ANGST, painful death, hospital setting, gang membership, heavy language, arguing, between life or death, swearing, mentions of B&E as well as fighting, sensitive topics that could trigger some readers & viewers advisory is supervised! English isn’t my first language so these can suck ass

authors note: lately I haven’t rlly been feeling the best and have got into some issues but I still found the courage to write something for yall for NNN and the intro post is gonna be out later tonight and I just gotta finish up some stuff and I’ll post it, luv y’all sm and hope y’all enjoy this one.

no nut november | masterlist | guestlist

The fluorescent lights above flickered inconsistently, a cruel reminder of the life I was currently losing the grasp over. The sterile scent of disinfection filled the air, mixing with the lingering smell of regret. I lay sprawled on the hospital bed, tubes snaking from my body and monitoring the slow and steady decline of my life. The beeping machines around me marked time I had left and even that was slowly slipping away from my grasp of control, each note a reminder of the moments fading away. My heart was still pounding, but I could feel its rhythm weakening.

Matt stood at the foot of the bed, hands shoved deep into the pockets of his leather jacket with his shoulders hunched as if he were carrying the weight of the whole fucking world. His usually cocky demeanor was stripped bare from him leaving only a vulnerable kid who never actually grew up. Tears streamed down his face while cutting tracks through the sweat that adores his skin like a cruel battle map. “Look, I’m really fucking sorry, okay?” His voice cracked like a twig as he took a step closer, desperate to build a bridge between the gap in between us. “I never thought they’d come for you! I swear, I thought I could handle it!”

My mouth felt dry, each breath a labored struggle to grasp any control over my life. “Handle what, Matt?” I bite back, an involuntary bitterness flowing through the veins within my body. “You think you can just barge into my life, drag me into whatever shit you’re tangled in and then act surprised when it bites us in the ass You’re a goddamn idiot!” “I know!” he shouted, fists clenching and unclenching as if trying to beat the regret from his body. “I know, and I’d give anything to take it back. But I was too fucking proud, too stupid to admit we owed those bastards money! I didn’t think they’d get violent, you know? I thought they’d just scare us or shake us down but then they—”

“They busted through the door like a goddamn SWAT team!” I stated, choking on anger and pain I was feeling all at the same time. “You didn’t think they’d want blood? You dragged me into a fucking war, Matt, and now I’m stuck here.” “I didn’t mean for this to happen!” His voice broke like an old doll and he stepped closer to my slowly dying body. “I thought… I thought I could keep you safe. I thought—” His words faded into a heavy silence instead filled with the beeps of machines surrounding us and the muffled sounds of hospital life outside. I could see the regret washing over him in waves, each one crashing harder than the last. I wanted to hate him, to blame him for this whole mess but I knew that life in the gang was a constant gamble for your life and I had rolled the dice alongside him. Now regretting my choice more and more as my life slipped away from my fingertips.

“Why didn’t you call?” I asked finally, my voice barely above a whisper as it couldn’t go any louder without hurting my throat. “You could’ve just called for help instead of trying to take it all on by yourself. We were supposed to be in this together.” He ran a shaky hand through his hair, the weight of his decisions evident in the deep wrinkles now shadowing his forehead. “I was just trying to protect you,” he murmured under his breath, his words barely making it past the knot in his throat. “I thought I could do it without dragging you deeper. Shit, I was wrong.”

Tears continued to stream down his face as he moved closer to my bed, taking my hand in his shaky one. In that moment, his grip felt both comforting and suffocating. All I could think was how this was it, this was the end of my life and I was stuck with the boy who had pulled me irreversibly into the chaos now I’m loosing my life over. “I can’t lose you,” he whispered, desperation dripping from his voice. “Not like this. Please don’t leave me.” The warmth of his palm felt like fire against my cool skin, dragging my attention back into the moment. “Don’t you dare fuck up your life over this, Matt. You think you can just take all the blame?” I gasped, the effort of speaking exhausting me out of every last bit of energy left inside of me. “If I go, you better make sure to get the hell out of here. Get away from this life but especially get away from this… all of it. Just… live.”

“No,” he cried, shaking his head vehemently. “No, I can’t do this without you. I don’t want to! It doesn’t make sense. You’re my—” “Your what? Your fucking partner? Your—” A fit of coughing washed over me, sharp pangs radiating through my chest as I struggled against the pain. “This isn’t a damn movie, Matt.” I took a ragged breath and stared hard into his eyes. “You get to be free, get to choose a better fucking path. Don’t waste my death living the same life.” Matt fell silent then, the resolve in his eyes cracking intensely. I could see the fight draining out of him, and I realized that we had both lost long ago. “Promise me,” I said, the words barely a whisper.

He nodded slowly, his tears blending with the chaos that filled the space between us. “I promise,” he said. “I will. I’ll do it for you.” As my breath slowed becoming less and less consistent, I focused on him and felt the weight of my own defeat. “Goodbye, Matt,” I gasped, my words slurring and fading. “Please, stay with me!” he pleaded, his voice breaking into pieces like shattered glass. But deep down, I knew the battle has finally came to an end. The darkness was creeping in and as I drifted away into unconsciousness, the last thing I heard was the sound of his broken heart echoing in the sterile silence of the hospital room.

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[itsthestutterforme]

History Repeating 2/2

Notes: GIF is not mine, all mistakes are my own, 18+ ONLY MINORS DNI, sexual themes (oral sex, fingering, public sex)

Rafe’s eyes never left you as you get called to and fro the minute you stepped foot at the fundraiser event.

He’s always respected your career as an event coordinator. It’s not for everyone to be bombarded with questions and problems all day like and still expected to hold your composure.

You do it all with such grace. You barely broke a sweat. He waited patiently at a standing table by the bar with your purse slung over his shoulder proudly.

Once things mellowed down, you glided over to Rafe and he greets you with a quick peck. “Hey, Miss Problem Solver,” he teases.

“Hey,” you said with a satisfied sigh, looking around at your work finally paying off before your very eyes.

“Looks like you’ll need a celebratory drink.” “I can’t drink when I’m on the job, Rafe.”

“Well technically your job is over. Everything is planned out and everyone is drinking and having a good time…” he trails off.

You waited for him to continue and when he doesn’t, you look to find him staring at you. His gaze darkened a little and your mouth felt super dry all of a sudden.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I think it’s time you start enjoying yourself,” “But I am enjoying myself,” you defend and he holds your stubborn gaze.

He continues to look at you without saying anything else, his eyes slowly dilated to the size of saucers and the tips of his ears turned red.

Oh.

**

“Rafe, we’re gonna get caught.” You whispered against his lips as he mindlessly locks the door of the conference room behind the two of you.

“We’ll only get caught if you’re loud,” he mumbles into your neck, tugging at the neckline of your dress for more access.

His warm lips grazed your skin as he kissed up the base of your neck until he reached your lips, placing a long kiss on them.

“You know I’m loud, Rafe.”

“I know,” he says with a proud smile, lifting you on the conference table and pushed your dress up over your waist.

“Rafe,” you warned but it came out as a whimper.

Pulling your panties down your legs and stuffed it into his back pocket.

Going down on his knees, he pulls you to the very edge of the table and your hands found the back of his head as he parts your folds with his tongue.

He flattens his tongue over your bundle nerves, making eye contact with you as he sinks two of his fingers inside of you and curled them upwards. Your legs clenched when the tip of his fingers prodded a gspot.

“Fuck,” you groaned, leaning your head against the table.

Only closing your eyes for a moment, Rafe grumbles against you, sucking at your clit harshly.

“Look at me,” he states, waiting until you lifted your head to meet his gaze.

“Keep your eyes on me,” he instructs, increasing the pace of his fingers as he alternated between kitten licking your clit and sucking at it.

Moving your hips against his face, you feel a knot rapidly building in your stomach. His usual blue, ogate eyes were now a crystal green under the dim lighting.

“M’close, Rafe.” You whimpered and the beautiful man that he was kept the exact pace he was doing your orgasm finally came over you.

You closed your legs around his head in an attempt to push him away but he buckled down, twisting his finger downward making you yelp out.

He laughs against you. “Can never stay quiet can you,” he taunts, pulling away from your overstimulated clit.

Your core throbbed when you see your juices drenching everything from his cheeks on down. Moving up your body, he kisses between your breasts as he twists his fingers inside of you.

Ambitious to pull another orgasm for you, he rubs quick circles on your clit with his thumb while continued to finger fuck you. He knew you were close from how your walls were suctioning in his fingers.

Rafe’s dick was painfully throbbing in his pants at the sounds of your soft moans and wet squelching that echoed through the room.

The band in your stomach broke and you went limp in his arms once your orgasm hit you like a freight train.

A loud moan left your lips once you reached your peak and Rafe concealed the sounds by putting a hand over your mouth.

“Goddamn, Y/N. Shut the fuck up,” he whispers into your ear.

“Sorry,” you mumbled into his hand, sighing when he finally pulled his fingers out of you and sucked them dry.

“You couldn’t have waited until we got home?” you croaked when he took his hand away from your mouth.

Not wanting to leave a mess, Rafe leans back down to lick up you juices from your thighs causing you to whine.

“Nope,” he finally answers after relishing in the way you taste.

He brought you to your feet and pulled your dress down so it covered everything.

When he pulled away from you, your legs gave out on you and you fell back into his chest.

Blinking owlishly at him, your grew frustrated at how incoherent you suddenly became.

This is exactly how Rafe wanted you. Brain fuzzy. Slow blinking. Unable to form sentences. Completely fucked out.

“Let’s go home,”

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” he says, lifting you in his arms effortlessly and carrying you outside as you thought of an excuse for you to leave.

[burningcheese-merchant]

"I'm Sorry" - BurningCheese Short #9

Gonna be traveling somewhere soon, probably won't be back here for a few days. Wanted to leave you all with a story before I go. (I wrote it sometime ago, I've just been waiting for a good time to drop it. I guess now will do haha)

Plan on answering asks and posting BurningCheese kids when I get back (I have almost 100 asks in my inbox and I feel really bad for leaving them there. I'm genuinely sorry to you all, I actually am reading what you send me, I promise I won't leave you hanging forever. I answered a couple today and I'll keep it up soon). In the meantime, eat this short story where we see our favorite couple take an important step together, and Burning Spice take an important step himself

"I'm sorry."

Golden Cheese blinked. "I... Pardon?"

"I'm sorry," Burning Spice said again.

"You're sorry?" she echoed. "Sorry for... what?"

He paused for a long while before he answered. "For Beast-Yeast."

"For Beast-Yeast?" Slowly, she turned to face him, eyeing him critically. "And where is this coming from, exactly?"

"Why does it matter?" Burning Spice asked, keeping his gaze trained on the bustling city far below. "I am sorry. That is all I have to say."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "And... what? You think that means anything? You think one, single apology will change the past? You think it's enough to atone for all of your heinous crimes?"

"No."

"Then what audacity is this? Why even say it?"

"Because I want to," he said. "It's as simple as that."

Another long pause, longer than the last, came and went before Golden Cheese spoke up again. "Why should I even believe you when you say such words?" she asked. "What reason do I have to think you're being sincere?"

"Someone such as I saying it at all ought to be reason enough. You think I'd ever utter something so soft and pathetic to anyone else, for any reason? Even under penalty of death?"

"...Hmph."

A third pause came - shorter than the first two, because Golden Cheese couldn't bring herself to wait any longer than that.

"And what makes you think I forgive you? Or that I would ever even consider doing so?"

"You allowed me into your kingdom," he said, still refusing to look at her. "Into your palace, even. Here we stand together, watching your subjects from afar. You snuck me in so no one would see or notice me. Perhaps you don't forgive me at all... but you've let go enough that you've allowed yourself to do this much. Haven't you?"

"I..."

The fourth pause made itself known, hanging over the two of them as they stared down into the busy streets of the Golden Cheese Kingdom. It showed itself out when, at last, Burning Spice turned to look at Golden Cheese.

"I'm sorry," he told her one more time. His voice was soft. Quiet. In his eyes and on his face were emotions that only he himself would know how to read.

Golden Cheese looked right back at him, her eyebrows knit and mouth set in a slight frown. She said nothing, instead only nodding slowly, tentatively - unsure of how to acknowledge him, but willing to do so nevertheless.

When the fifth pause came, it weighed down on them both terribly, though who felt its burden worse was hard to tell. The silence was thick, tense, awkward. Granting cover to all the words Golden Cheese couldn't bring herself to say. Making up for all the words Burning Spice didn't have left to give.

Everlasting, like the city bathed in gold and neon lights waiting beyond the balcony railing and stretching on endlessly into the horizon.

--------------------------------

I will let you all decide for yourselves what led to this moment, and what happened afterwards.

[hiskillingjar]

Wax Play (Lawrence/MC)

i’m gonna tie you up and pour wax on your naked body. but like. way too much wax to be sexy. like a dangerous amount of wax

day 29: wax play second person.

“Tss, hot, hot!”

You wriggled erratically on the plastic tarp, ropes digging into your wrists and ankles with every painful pull and flex of your taut muscles, your body pulled tight like canvas on a frame. Your naked skin was prickled with goose bumps, each sensation caught between the cool breeze of the open night sky and the hot wax dripping down your body.

"C-Careful, Law,” You warned with another low hiss, glaring up towards them. “You're getting some sensitive areas, there!"

“Sorry,” Lawrence mumbled faintly, raising their pale brows as the tarp crinkled under their sneakered feet, moving closer towards you. “I’ll…try to avoid those. I suppose.”

Your eyes flicked from them, standing above you and looking as nervous as you were (what reason did they have to be nervous?), and the flickering flame of the candle, bought in bulk at the dollar store, with shitty wicks and wax that melted too fast and left a mess on whatever they were displayed atop of.

Like they were leaving a mess on you, splatters of red dotting your skin, hot from the flame.

"Mmm," You groaned as another pitter-patter dripped on your soft stomach, across your navel. You were beginning to question why you had agreed to this (much like you questioned why you did anything for them in this space). "Just…don't get it anywhere painful, okay? My skin is really sensitive to that…"

“Okay, okay.” Lawrence said, their low monotone always giving away a sleepy stillness that generally tended to settle you when you were feeling particularly stressed out or put off with what they wanted to do to you. You’re unsure why it wasn’t working tonight. “Nowhere painful…”

You breathed in sharply as another trickle of the hot wax ran up your sternum, between the sensitive valley of your breasts, and you gripped the length of the rope binding your wrists tightly, sucking in slow inhales and trying to move past the burning pain of the hot, sticky fluid searing into your skin.

There was something phallic about it, you knew that much, a length dripping across your breasts and leaving behind stains, both to your body and your psyche.

Even if it was dripping blood.

"Nhh-" You took in another shaky inhale, eyes quickly opening and going back to the candle as the flame was suddenly hovering inches in front of your face. "We agreed, not on my face..."

“Oh…did we?” Lawrence asked, an eerie smile slowly spreading on their thin lips as they settled down on their knees on top of you, sitting on your wax splatted stomach, the tarp crinkling even more under their feet. "Is my captive trying to make demands, all of a sudden? How bold of you…"

They let out a low titter, practised and emotionless, and gripped your chin between their long fingers, holding your face in place against the crinkling plastic. They then tilted the candle upright, letting a small drop of the red, melted wax fall just off to the side of your lips. Close enough to feel the heat from it, close enough for the flame to almost touch the skin, but far enough that it wouldn't burn you.

At least, not a burn of the third degree.

"TSS!" You hissed, jerking your head to the side (or trying to) as a second drop trailed down your cheek, scorching your freckles. "Law, s-stop, that's too hot!"

"Shhh, shhh...don't struggle too much,” They murmured sleepily, jerking your head upright with a firm grip (only tightening more, the more you struggled) as they tipped up the candle again, a stream of wax trickling out and over your lips. “Or I'll get it somewhere you really won’t like."

"Mmh..." You whimpered, eyes tearing up as the hot heat of the wax sealed your mouth shut.

“Careful...we’ll end up making a mess of that pretty mouth if you keep trying to fight me…” They chided softly, pouring out another stream of the wax over your lips, building up the layer and letting it run, seamlessly, across your skin, until it felt like it was a part of you. “You don’t want me to do that, do you? I certainly don’t want to do that…”

"Mmhm..." You whimpered again, fingers twisting in your ropes, trying to shake your head.

Lawrence chuckled softly, leaning forward and placing their hand (big, wide, could cradle your skull easily like this) on top of your head, holding you still and keeping you in place.

“Try not to move too much either,” They continued to scold, stroking through your hair. “I’d rather not make a mess of this face of yours.” They then tilted their head to the side, that eerie smile broadening slightly, a smile too big for their face and not touching their eyes. Like the smile of a corpse. Creepy. “You know…you really look much better when you’re not struggling so much like this…”

You shivered, both from the cold air in the forest clearing and their low, dreamy voice, as they ran their thumb over the thick wax seal covering your lips, needing to squeeze your eyes shut as the candle dripped, again, trailing a pitter-patter of blood red dots down your sensitive throat.

"That's better, isn't it...nice and quiet." They breathed out, shifting their body on top of you so they could run the wax down again, a hot splash of it landing in the middle of your chest, making you whimper. "You know, when I take all this wax off you, it might look a little like...I'm taking off your skin, you know?” They looked back at your eyes, smiling. “Removing who you once were and...making you anew. Don't you like that idea?"

You whimpered softly, shaking your head as the burning liquid ran over the soft flesh of your breast.

"You don't, huh?” They canted their head to the side, their sea-glass eyes now fixated on your twisting expressions, eerie and intense and relishing in your pain, like it was something truly beautiful. “You don't like that at all…why not? You don't like the thought of becoming someone new, huh?"

You opened your eyes to tiny slits, staring up at them and pleading, with expression alone, for them to stop.

Their gaze softened a little at that look, and your heart clenched tight at the hope of finding some semblance of humanity in those dull, dead eyes, when it was normally so absent.

"You're scared, aren't you?" They whispered.

"Mmhmm," You nodded, the ropes around your ankles digging in painfully as you pulled, trying to free yourself when they wouldn’t.

“Oh, you don’t need to be afraid,” They said, their voice an oddly maternal coo as they looked back towards your chest, rising and falling with each whimpering exhale. “Don’t you understand? I’m doing all of this so you won’t need to be afraid anymore. You won’t need…well, anything, really.”

Your jaw clenched tight as you felt the hot spill of wax paint a seal over your nipple, burning the sensitive flesh without even a voice to vocalise your pain.

Somehow that felt like the greatest cruelty of all.

“I’m going to take care of all of that for you…okay?”

[thatshadowcomic]

tbh there's a scene thats so clear in my head, just gotta iron out the details:

Sonic is sent off to find Shadow, claiming he can talk to shadow and get this mess sorted out (were still in classic style btw).

At the cave:

Maria lay sick in a makeshift bed, hidden in a dark cavern with a hole at the top, moss hanging down. There was some kind of battle, after Eggman attack Knothole, and Shadow/Gerlad/Maria were spotted, assumed to be in cahoots with Eggman. Sonic doesn't think they would have done something so brutal and this its a misunderstanding. He wants to hear Shadow's side, but all he finds is maria, laying sick, pale and seemingly in a coma. Maybe he find shadow by her bedside instead? Shadow spin dashes him/tries to chase him off, but sonic warns him that maria needs the royal's help. that she's seriously sick. Shadow wants nothing to do with them, convinced they'll jail them both for their relation to Eggman and Gerald. By this point, Gerald's been captured and will likely be sentenced to treason/death.

"You might not want my help, shadow... but she needs it..."

"I was created to help her, just go away!"

"I'm your friend, shadow, Im not going anywhere."

"I didnt have friends before, I don;t need them now...!"

"Well sucks for you, doesn't it--"

Maria tenses up, likely in pain, stopping them from fighting. Shadow moves to help heal her, but his powers are depleted after whatever fight went on, so he struggles to help as Maria slowly fades away. He begins to tear up, desperately pushing himself, but he doesn't have any energy left. I feel like she'd apologize, maybe this is where the promise scene occurs?

"Shadow..." He looks up, surprised she's awake again,

"I'm sorry I broke my promise...I couldn't support you like I said..." She smiles.

Obviously he could care less, telling her it's okay, "But Please promise me Shadow... promise to protect this planet for me... That you'll appreciate everything it has to offer..."

"M...Maria?" The moment of clarity makes shadow's stomach drop.

"Shadow, you gotta let me take her!"

"Promise me... you'll bring hope to all of Mobius..."

As her eyes close, Shadow panics and breaths heavy, like right before you start to cry kinda breathing. "Sonic...!" He abruptly turns, desperately crying out,

"if youre really my friend-- p-please! Please help her...!"

Sonic doesn't argue with him about joining, instead quietly nodding and taking maria back to the castle.

At the castle:

Sonic brings maria and tries to convince Sally's father, who's shocked,

"Are you insane?! That monster will already be desperate and full of rage when he realizes we captured his creator! Why would you bring her here?!"

"He's gonna be pretty desperate and angry if anything happens to 'er too!"

Sally joins and says something like "He trusts Sonic, maybe this is a perfect time to establish a line of trust with us, get him on our side before Eggman gets to him!"

The king reluctantly agrees, having her taken back. He decides to give Shadow space for now and formulate a plan, avoiding pressuring him... or so he tells Sonic and Sally.

That night, at the cave:

Shadow lays in the makeshift bed, noting the dried blood. He curls up in a ball, tense, all alone for the first time. He has to trust sonic... Sonic knows he wouldn't hurt people...right? He hears a sound and thinks sonic finally returned, but it's guards, who used sonic's communication device to track where sonic went. He tries to escape, but his powers are too low to warp away and they over power him. He tries to explain he never hurt anyone, that he was trying to help. The scene ends with Shadow Crying out for Maria, for help. Sonic would return after a day or two, not finding Shadow, no matter where he looked... He would have assumed Shadow went back into hiding considering Eggman seemed to know nothing about him... In reality, the King couldn't kill him, so they held him up, deep under the castle with specially made shackles/capsule. They wouldn't connect for years... maybe 8 or 10?

I can't decide if he'd be awake or not, maybe partly awake? Like he wakes up years later, after they stop maintaining his capsule? Myabe once Chaos is defeated, that energy passes by him and he escapes? Myabe Eggman finds him like SA2?

Maybe after Perfect Chaos is defeated, all that energy passes through Shadow, reinvigorating/awakening him. I have such a clear visual of sonic and shadow meeting again as he rips the castle apart...

based on this:

[colourstreakgryffin]

Are your requests open? If so, can you write for yandere Qin Shi Huang with an S/O who's very rebellious and lazy? It's okay if you don't want to 😭 I barely see any Qin Shi Huang fic here.

My requests are definitely open, just slowly getting through everything! But anyway. Yes, I absolutely can since I like Qin too. He’s actually quite the good boy AND he’s hot so golden. We’re an emperor/empress! Damn, I’m jealous!

Qin Shi Huang- My Deadweight

Qin Shi has expectations of you. Just because you’re the new powerful and influential emperor [/] empress of China via your unwanted marriage to him, doesn’t mean that you get to be so… immature and vile in front of his people and in front of Valhalla itself. He is aware that you’re not much of a fan of him but he’s giving you a luxurious life millions dream of without asking for so much from you

Is giving your love and loyalty and passion to him, in exchange for all this, so hard for you? He has learnt that it is clearly is…

He’s displeased, watching sharply and disgusted from behind his white mahogany red-centipede detailed blindfold as you relax on you and his velvety expensive bed whilst shooing off all the palace’s servants to give you privacy… he suspected better from you. Why are you behaving so childish?

Qin Shi genuinely believes that living like a powerful royalty of one of the World’s most mighty countries has gotten to your head and you believe you’re above everything, even the responsibilities and requirements you have as his Emperor [/] Empress. You’re stubbornly disregarding them all to laze around and rest about like a sloth…

The Chinese emperor is outraged you’re daring to behave like this. He spent so much time and resources into kidnapping you, obsessing over you, moving you from your designated living quarters built into the Valhalla to his magnificent palace, to marry you to him and fulfil his intense love for you. Become his and make you his permanently, even through this death battle tournament and here you are, dismissing it all for your own comfort

He won’t let this slide at all. He may love you deeply but he loves you more when you’re not being a disrespectful slacker… and he wants that person back. He’ll get you back, even if he has to use extreme measures

Qin Shi has zero limits on what he’ll do to make sure you’ve been modelled to the most perfect ruler to work together with him to maintain China, do you think he does? He is fully aware that you’ve missed up by being rebellious and selfish like this. And he doesn’t plan to let you stay this way, he needs you better for his beloved nation

Qin Shi’s around the corner of you and his shared suite of a bedroom, thinking. He doesn’t want to hurt you, he’s already quite strained any chance you’ll love him but then again, he’s providing you with the life of a royal. You’re not anywhere near related to a royal family but still, you’re gonna birth him a heir one day and you SHOULD love him for that

Especially for how amazing of a husband he is!

No other man can be a better husband for you so there is no reason you should be a lazy rebellious brat when you’re literally a King [/] Queen. Do not be so greedy, love. He’d let this go if it was only occasional but it’s not, you’re constantly rejecting everything to sleep all day. Pathetic

That is what his twisted lovesick mind tells him. That it’s your fault you’re behaving this way when it’s just your attitude. It’s just who you are, but to Qin Shi, it’s a purposeful stab to him as your husband. That you’re acting out, when you were so obedient and calm only a few days ago, to spite him…

He is just so unhappy… he really suspected better from you and he was hoping you’d stay that timid silent sweetheart from before. That is his favourite version of you, when you do everything for him— but he fails to realise you only behaved that way because you were terrified for your life but you long learned he’d never truly put his hands on you

Your rebellious nature is just apart of you but your laziness, whilst also somewhat natural, is kinda fulled by your depression since being forced in this situation after you had shown respect to Qin Shi passing by him one time in the many halls of Valhalla by helping direct him to the correct Lounge for Einherjar’s champions

Had lead to him stalking you, sending his servants to give you gifts, until it lead up to your kidnapping under the cover of midnight. All because he fell hard for your elegant and witty demeanour, the way you behave in public and he got addicted to it quickly. So much, he ignores Alvitr’s advice altogether

Qin Shi quickly bared a charming smile, he’s such a charismatic comforting figure as the King of Kings he is that he buries away all his inner rage and humiliation so expertly that he seems as if he’s had a absolutely wonderful day. He pretends to walk away from the wall hiding off the open golden-lined door of the bedroom before walking up to it, in order to trick you into thinking he wasn’t listening in

You look up bored and irritated from being so engaged in a fascinating book that you’ve gathered amongst the big nearby bookcase in this big beautiful artistic suite of a bedroom, meeting the hidden eyes of your forced husband. Your finger shining by the opulent gold and diamonds of your earring ring

Qin Shi, radiating elegance and strength effortlessly, strolls over to you with his loving smile. He may be furious at your rebellious lazy demeanour but he can’t help but soften up at how beautiful you are and his extensive possessive obsession flares up almost instantly. He makes it besides the silky thin blanketed clad bed before sitting down on it politely

Speaking up after admiring you openly for a few long seconds with you barely even responding as you’re quite use to him gawking you all the time like you’re the Mona Lisa within a deluxe gallery, he is internally planning on how to properly meld and form you into the correct ruler for his vast territory

His hand reaches over for yours, his middle and ring fingers sheathed in shining golden nailguards, which is slightly sharp so it kinda grazed against your silky soft skin as he grabs your hand in his much bulkier and veiny palm. Showing his love via the intimate connect, feeling your own cute golden dual nailguards on your index and middle fingers

Qin Shi hopes you give him a minute or two of your time to hear him out. He deserves your time as his husband whilst you couldn’t be more excited for him to leave you alone. You never wanted to be bombarded with the duties of being the secondary ruler of fucking China itself… you never asked for this and you know he does not care about your opinion at all. He only cares about himself!

His hand holding yours is uncomfortably tight as his clingy protectiveness is kicking in. He doesn’t want to lose you, he doesn’t want anybody looking at you. You’re his and only his

“Qīn'ài de… I’ve noticed that you’ve been rather unmotivated. Unmotivated to improve for the sake of our empire and I want to fix that issue. C’mon, up you get. Let’s go outside together, let’s talk”

[madangel19]

Heyyy can a pwetty pwease have prompt 20: bath sex on the smut prompt list with dewdrop and mist (dew reciving maybe? 👀)

Love you, thank youuuuu

Ooo, I've never written Dewdrop and Mist together. This should be real interesting ;3

Summary: It's been a week since Dewdrop changed from water to fire and he refuses to go anywhere near water, especially when bathing. Mist decides to step up and help him.

Contains: Angst from Dewdrop transitioning from water to fire, handjob, anal sex, premature ejaculation, trans!Mist (she has a tentacle dick), Dewdrop being a very good boy for Mist

Word Count: 1283

“Let go of me! I don’t need a fucking bath!”

“It’s been a week, Dew. You need it.”

Dewdrop growled and tried to break free from the ghoulette, but she had an iron grip on his arm as she dragged him down the hall. There was no escaping her.

It had been an absolutely hellish week with him transitioning from water to fire and taking a bath was the last thing on his mind. He didn’t want anything to do with what he previously adored. He could just groom himself, but after a few days, he noticed a smell and so did his pack mates. No amount of grooming would get rid of that awful stench, but there was no way he was going anywhere near water. 

“I can’t take a bath, Mist. It’ll kill me,” Dewdrop whined, his hand glowing as he gripped Mist’s arm. Steam hissed where he touched her, but she still kept a tight grip on him, growling softly. 

“It won’t hurt you, Dew. I promise nothing bad is gonna happen,” the ghoulette grumbled as she pulled him into the bathroom where a bath was already made for him. 

A multitude of inviting smells filled the air as Dewdrop sniffed. He could pick up on lavender and sea salt. Smells that he always enjoyed during his time as a water ghoul. He took one look at the water that was a mix of lavender and icy blue and felt a multitude of conflicting emotions. A part of him wanted to just jump in and relax while another was screaming at him to stay away no matter what. He was fire now. Fire had to stay away from water, but he was water. No, he used to be water and now the clergy had him change. Thinking about this just made his head hurt.

“Now, are you gonna undress and get in or do I have to help you?” Mist said, placing her hands on her hips as she glared daggers at him. There was no use fighting her. If Aether were here, he would have more of an advantage over him. 

Dewdrop looked at the bath and then back at Mist and he groaned, grinding his teeth together as smoke curled from his mouth. There really was no way out of this…unless he got some kind of nice reward from the ghoulette.

“If I get in, will you…join me?” He asked, his tail beginning to wag behind him excitedly. 

Mist raised a brow at him before she smirked at him playfully. 

“Of course, Droplet. Someone’s gotta help you get nice and clean. Now, undress and get in the tub,” she ordered while unbuttoning her top and taking it off. Dewdrop couldn’t help but stare at her tits before he chirped and quickly began undressing. 

Once undressed, Dewdrop avoided looking at himself in the mirror before hesitantly stepping closer to the steaming bath. He wanted to scream and run, but if he was a good boy and got in, Mist would reward him.

“You can do this, Dew. You’ll feel much better when you’re clean,” Mist said, her voice softer. 

Dewdrop felt like he was about to burst into tears as he slowly dipped his glowing claws into the water. Steam curled up into the air with a hiss, the water bubbling around his claws. It was an odd sensation. Dewdrop cocked his head at the reaction. A part of him wanted to see more. 

“You’re doing so good, Dew. Get in,” Mist said, rubbing his back with cool fingers. 

Dewdrop took a deep breath and exhaled, blowing a smoke ring into the air before slowly stepping into the bath. The water bubbled and hissed around him as he slid into the hot water. It was perfect. He had no idea it would feel this good.

“Holy shit,” he murmured, looking up at Mist who smiled down at him proudly. She was naked. So very very naked.

“I knew you could do it, Droplet. Is it nice and warm?” She asked, stepping closer and dipping a claw into the water. 

“Sure is. Can…Can you join me now?” Dewdrop asked, his whole body growing warm as he thought of how he would reward her for being such a good boy.

“Of course, Droplet,” Mist purred, stepping into the bath and sinking in with a happy chirp. 

The ghoulette submerged herself entirely before rising from the lavender-blue water, her dark hair pooling around her. Dewdrop couldn’t stop himself from staring at her again. It had been so long since they had swam together. He missed this. 

“Let’s get you cleaned up now. C’mere,” Mist crowed, grabbing several bottles of shampoo and body wash. Dewdrop frowned. He always hated this part of bathing, but he had to be good for her. 

Dewdrop moved closer to her and turned around once he was in the right position. He wasn’t going to let her see his sour expression while she cleaned him. Mist made quick work of washing his hair and his body. Dewdrop only closed his eyes, thinking of his nice reward once he was able to get through this. 

His thoughts were interrupted when Mist ran her cool fingers along his belly. They were going lower and lower, making him shiver softly as the ghoulette pulled him closer to her body. He could feel her tentacle slither out from her slit. Mist moved her hips, letting it press against his back as her fingers went lower.

“You’ve been such a good boy for me, Droplet. You did so good getting into the bath and now you’re all clean,” she whispered in his ear while caressing his already erect cock. Dewdrop bit his lip, tears of pleasure welling up in his eyes. This all felt amazing. Beyond amazing due to the heat building up within him. 

Sure, he loved fucking Aether, but fucking Mist was just as amazing, especially when he was still a water ghoul. Fucking her could be even better with his change. 

“Thank you, Mist. I…I really appreciate you…helping me,” Dewdrop murmured.

The ghoulette chuckled as she wrapped her claws around his cock while hugging him with her free arm. 

“You’re welcome, Droplet. You may be a stubborn little shit, but you got nothing against me,” Mist crowed, kissing along his shoulder while slowly jerking him off. Dewdrop would have objected, but he wanted his reward now. He moved his neck, giving the ghoulette more access to his sensitive flesh. Mist ran her tongue along the scars where his gills used to be and he shivered at the strange sensation. It was going to take getting used to. 

Mist’s tentacle continued prodding at his back, searching for his hole. He had missed feeling that slimy tentacle inside him. 

“She wants you, Dew. Poor thing has missed you so much,” Mist purred, letting go of Dew’s cock. 

Dewdrop nodded and took a moment to position himself over Mist’s tentacle. He could see it reaching up to him from within the water, beckoning him to come back. He certainly wasn’t going to disappoint her as he lowered himself onto the tentacle, moaning as it slid into him with ease.

“Good boy,” Mist moaned, wrapping her arms around his middle while pushing her full length into him. The water bubbled and hissed around them, creating a thick mist that enveloped the room. Fuck, this was good. 

Dewdrop felt Mist’s teeth on his neck and he cried out when he suddenly came, spilling his seed into the water and making it all the murkier. The ghoulette slowed down, chuckling darkly against his neck when she noticed what had happened.

“Still so easy to melt. Adorable.”

[bunnieswithknives]

sorry if idk this but what do you think about Wordgirl now in 2024 do you still like it do you still want to make art or talk about it or are you just done with all of it forever and plus i seen that you haven't made art of it since 2022 so you just done with all of it oh yeah and what about The Magnus Archives + Wordgirl ao3 fic too like is that just going to be and i know that your working on 2 au's now just wanting to know that's all

My interests tend to come in intense bursts and then fade. Unless something like, big happens like it gets a reboot its unlikely I'll be coming back to it anytime soon. As for the fic I don't have any current plans to finish it unfortunately.

[icewindandboringhorror]

boy in silly sitting positions compilation

[tomatoluvr69]

Do you think the 22 year old army medic here at the fema/Red Cross disaster relief station is qualified to tell me that no the irregular and newly puffy mole on my back is not cancer and it’s ok to be going through a tough time and the way my father treated me as a child wasn’t my fault and something in me is not rotten and inherently repellent to love and that it’s going to be ok and yeah no that alarming mole isn’t cancer. Or are they mostly like cleaning up cuts and stuff

[tangledinink]

I relate to the

“I have things to do, better take my medication”

“but I need to eat”

“Okay no medicine”

“but things to do-“

loop SO MUCH

I typically just eat right before I take medicine- that doesn’t solve having to cook but you can always just make ramen or get microwaveable meals

I dunno why I sent this- it probably won’t help much- uhh-

yeah no i feel that. = 3 = I try to do that but;;; idk! i feel! bad about only eating dumb microwave meals and stuff. like. i worry about it not being very healthy or financially wise and shit like that, y'know? and then i'll like. be awake in the dead of night trying to fall asleep and be like.

omg.... you know what would be so good...? soup.... i would love to make soup i haven't made soup in forever it's FALL WEATHER i should make SOUP ugh it would be so fantastic i should do that i'll make soup...

but then the morning comes and it's like... ah... well... the desire for soup still somewhat persists, but....