#the cat sure has gotten a lot of different looks huh

[zoe-oneesama]

You're a Catch!

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Ko-fi

[stevieschrodinger]

Part One Two

“I’m really sorry,” Steve is saying before Eddie has the door fully open, but it makes Eddie smile. It feels like Steve has started saying ‘I’m sorry,’ instead of ‘hello’ as a matter of course.

It’s Sunday afternoon though, and Eddie isn’t cooking anything and Steve isn’t holding an empty plate, so Eddie has no clue what Steve could be sorry for this time.

“Could you come and help me with something? It’ll just take two moments.”

“Sure thing,” Eddie agrees easily, slipping on his adventure crocs and following Steve down the hall.

Eddie follows Steve into and then through his apartment into the small bedroom. It’s a two bed apartment, the same as Eddie’s. Eddie uses his spare room to store his guitars. He has a desk in there too; a place to write and paint his miniatures and do guitar maintenance.

It’s a nursery. It’s cute, animal themed. The ceiling is painted powder blue, which drops down onto the walls about a foot before ending in a neatly done scalloped edge. The walls are white, but have cloud shapes printed on them in the same blue. There are random tufts of painted grass popping up from the floor; some with flowers. The rocker and the other furniture, including crib and chest of drawers, are all painted the same green, and the blinds are green jungle, with elephants and big cats and monkeys hiding amongst the leaves. A lot of the soft things are yellow and white, and Eddie has not a fucking clue as to the sex of Steve’s pup, so he asks as much.

Steve smiles, “I don’t know. I didn’t want to know. I like surprises.”

“Huh. Well. I’m always the one shaking the gifts at Christmas, but I do love a surprise too. What did you need?”

“We have the fixings for the mobile there ready, but I clean forgot about it until now, and I’m too big to stretch up there. Didn’t do it at the time because we were moving furniture and I was frightened I’d break it.”

“Okay sure,” Eddie takes the dangly parts of the mobile; cute little moons and stars and sun shapes, and fixes it to the bit already attached to the ceiling. It’s nice, and easy to figure out, but it does hang low so he gets what Steve means.

He also sees why Steve can’t reach; he seems to have suddenly gotten even bigger over the last week, and he's also only been wearing these sort of loose shift dresses, like a blouse, a button up, and a tent had a horrendous love child.

He looks gorgeous though. Eddie always thought pregnancy must be pretty fucking miserable; your body betraying you almost. Needing to pee all the time, unreasonable hormones. Cravings. Morning sickness. Odd shit happening all over the place. Eddie always figured telling pregnant people that they’re ‘glowing’ was just a nice thing people said to make them feel better during what must be a pretty shitty nine months.

Not with Steve though. Steve’s actually glowing. Not like literally glowing but...he’s beautiful, and Eddie suddenly understands what all the fuss is about.

Steve clears his throat. Right. Right okay, Eddie’s creepy staring, “so I was going to make chicken parm again tonight, since I know you like it and it’s been a bit...do you maybe want to get out the apartment and come to another, slightly different, apartment?”

Steve laughs a little, looking at where his hands cradle his bump, before looking back up, cheeks pink, “I think I’d like that.”

Eddie’s laid the table as nice as he can. He snagged a little bunch of daisy looking things out of the garden and shoved them in a mug, just because he remembered Steve’s little daffodil.

He doesn’t own place mats, but he does dig out a table cloth he usually only uses for games night; it’s black, but it’s clean.

Steve settles himself at the table and Eddie goes and gets dinner, he can’t help but notice Steve shift in his seat, wincing.

“You okay?”

Steve hums, “been getting funny back pain, but it’s all normal. Could be anything really, just the weight of the baby, or maybe they are leaning on my sciatic nerve. It’s all fine. Nearly done now.”

Steve takes the first bite of his dinner and hums appreciatively. It makes Eddie warm inside, a little tickle of his brain releasing happy chemicals. Omega is being fed. Omega is safe and happy.

Eddie tells it to fuck off.

“So you’re due soon?” Which feels like he;s stating the obvious, Steve is the size of a tiny moon.

“Tomorrow.”

Eddie makes a noise, startled, then nearly chokes on a string of spaghetti, “excuse me,” he manages to get out, before drinking half his water, Steve looking half concerned and more than a little amused from the other side of the table. “Tomorrow?” Eddie asks weakly.

Steve nods, chewing and swallowing before he answers, “the due date is tomorrow, but it’s the norm really for first pups to go over that, even more normal with male Omega, don’t worry, it’s fine. Although it should be soon, I passed the mucus plug yesterday.”

Eddie nearly chokes again, “the what?” he tries his best not to sound too horrified.

“Oh. Sorry, you probably don't want to hear about the uhm, the kind of gross stuff.”

“No, no, of course it’s fine what is...uhm...that?” And Eddie is fully prepared to regret acquiring this cursed knowledge. He doesn’t even know what it is and he’s already eyeing his spaghetti sauce dubiously. For Steve though...he will learn about the gross stuff.

“Oh, well, when you’re pregnant you get sort of this...lump of...gacky stuff and blood. You don’t have periods when you’re pregnant usually, so it kind of protects everything from infection getting in and stuff like that.”

Eddie takes a deep breath and lets it out, blowing up his bangs, and makes himself eat his dinner normally, “fair enough, but that means you’re...kinda’ close?”

“Well, kinda’. Robin’s spending this morning with her girlfriend and then this afternoon sorting her place out. She’ll be over later, she’s moving in until the pups a week old or so, just make sure I’m okay.”

“She’s...a really good friend, right?” It warms Eddie to know Steve has someone like that in his life.

“Yeah...she’s been there with me through everything. Every appointment, all the classes, everything. Even when I decided I wanted to do this it was...it was right after yet another crappy breakup, you know. She could have said all the sensible things about maybe it's not the right time yet, or that I should...think about it. You know, all that things that would have been totally reasonable for her to say but I'd just...I’d just had enough of waiting and she said she’d support me whatever, and that was that. She’s the best.”

Steve shifts again, putting down his cutlery to try and stretch his back out, hissing with pain, “you sure you’re okay?” Eddie asks, concerned.

“Yeah, fine I think,” Steve bends forward then, gripping the edge of the table and breathing out harshly through his nose, “oh that felt weird.”

Eddie’s up and coming around the table before he can stop himself, hovering his hands, not sure if it’s okay to touch, “Steve?”

“I...oh. Oh gosh I’m so sorry Eddie,” Steve stands cautiously revealing a very clear wet patch on the seat.

“I...that’s fine,” Eddie squeaks out, “are you...is this. Is that…?”

“Yeah, pretty sure my water just broke. And I really wanted that chicken parm,” Steve sighs.

“I can make it again,” Eddie says reflexively, “kind of feel like there’s bigger things to think about what should- like can I help? What do we do?”

Eddie finds himself, very strangely, not panicking. Like, well, maybe a little, but not an uncontrollable amount. Which now he’s here that’s a really nice surprise.

“I’ll just call Robbie, and then will you walk me home?”

And Eddie had maybe had inappropriate thoughts about walking Steve home so he could steal a kiss, not whatever this is. But. Still. “Of course.”

Steve smiles at him with his phone next to his ear, “it’s go time Birdie. Oh, what was I supposed to say? Code red? The eagle is...leaving? I can’t remember, you couldn’t make your mind up about the-” Steve hisses, bending to lean on the table, “yep, yep, see you soon.”

Steve hangs up, telling Eddie she’s on her way as they walk down the hall, dinner abandoned on the table. Steve chooses to stand, walking little laps back and forth along the back of the couch, “is there anything I can do?”

“My bag and car seat are in the nursery, if you don’t mind grabbing those?” Eddie does, putting Steve’s things right by the door, “oh, and a towel, from the bathroom? I don’t want to make a mess in Rob’s car.”

“Sure thing,” Eddie grabs a bath towel from there, and puts it on top, just as Steve’s phone starts ringing.

Eddie can practically feel it when Steve tenses up, his scent turning bitter with distress. Despite what’s going on, Steve’s scent hadn’t changed at all until now, “your car won’t start?”

He sounds terrified.

“I. Yeah. Okay. I can wait I’ll- okay.”

“Okay?” Steve shakes his head, eyes suddenly wet, he looks like he’s biting back tears and Eddie can’t stop himself from going to him.

“She’s got to wait for Chrissy to get to her place and pick her up, then they’ll come over,” Eddie has to make this better. He has to.

“Okay, how about this, me and you go now, I’ll take you, and they can meet you there? That’ll make it faster right?”

“I mean, I’m not...I mean labor can take hours and hours, I’m being silly I just- Eddie I’m a bit scared. She was supposed to be here, it’s a bit too soon.”

They end up holding hands, which Eddie’s kind of thrilled about even if Steve is squeezing the life out of him, “would you feel better if you were waiting at the hospital?”

Steve bites his lip, clearly torn, “are you sure you don’t mind?”

“I’ll get my keys.”

Part Four

[gojo-mochi]

Content: Fem!Reader Virgin!Reader. Escort!Zoro. Blood Play, Biting (Lots of Biting), Zoro being cat-like, Virgin deflowering, Dacryphilia, P/V, Oral (Fem Receiving) ,Creampie, Bruising and Marking.

A/N: Cough,,,,, Anyway… Ahah First part of the event!! Woo!! *dodging Tomatoes* IM SORRY IT TOOK THIS LONG. I PROMMY ILL TRY TO BE BETTER

Word Count:10k

"There's no off switch on a Tiger…"

You nervously paced around the room as you dialed the number on your phone. You just went with your gut instinct and chose the guy at the top of the list. It's not like you didn’t skim through the whole booklet; this ‘Zoro’ guy just looked the most appealing to you. The light green hair and the scowl etched on his handsome face were something that you couldn’t get out of your head. His description doesn’t seem that bad either… I mean, they did say that he has a “Soft heart on the inside,” so surely that means he’s not a bad guy, right?

You look at your phone and heave out a shaky sigh as you press the call button, holding it up to your ear as it rings. 

Beeeeeep…

Beeeeeep..

…Click

“...Hello? What ya want?” 

A tired and gruff-sounding voice spoke through the other line. He gave out a yawn when you paused in your reply with another; “Hello? You there?” Your face was already heating up from embarrassment, “Ye-yes, I’m here! Sorry, it seems like I woke you up…” You paced faster around the room, trying to calm down the shakiness in your voice. He lets out another yawn, grumbling out a “Tis fine… so what did ya want?” 

You almost tripped on your feet as you trip over your words on the phone, “Well, I-uh-saw your ads in this booklet, Zoro, right? Anyway, I wanted to see if you were free tonight to….um..”

“To fuck you, yeah? That's the ad you saw, right?” He finished your sentence for you, with the sound of rustling in the background, indicating that he had gotten up from wherever he was sleeping. “Yeah, I’m free. Which hotel are you at? Oh, and give me the room number too.” Your heart was beating rapidly now, it was all happening so fast, the guy was just so casually saying yes to sleeping with you without any details.

“Wa-wait, I have something to say first-” You sucked in a breath, “I-I’m still a virgin so-it would be nice if you were gentle with me..?” You trail off at the end, unsure of what else to say or add, the voice on the other line went quiet for a bit, you thought that the call got disconnected and went to check when you heard a soft snort and a cough. Like the man was trying to hide the fact that he was laughing. You huff out in displeasure, “Sorry, sorry, tis just was you were really cute with the way you were asking me.” 

You chewed on your bottom lips as your chest started to pound again, but this time for a different reason. The man sounded a lot nicer than before, with the sleepiness waving away from his voice. “I’m staying at the Thousand Sunny Hotel and room 257, also is there anything else I need to do to…prepare at all?” You heard a silent pause again with the same snort as before,but this time the man did not care to hide that he was outright chuckling at your question. “Wow… you really are a virgin, huh? Thought you were fooling me, to be honest.” 

You gasped, shocked that he would think you were lying about this. “Don’t worry, girlie, I’ll take care of you.” You had no reply to that, not with the way your stomach was tying itself in knots as his voice seemed to go down an octave deeper and the nickname sent pangs of heat near your core as well. “I’ll be there in about 20 minutes. Be a good girl and wait for me, yeah?” You nod at his question before remembering that you’re on the phone and he can’t see you. “Yea-yeah! I’ll be good!” You cringe internally at how you replied so obediently back. He ends the call with another chuckle, softer this time, you flopped down on the bed. Staring at your phone screen, replaying what just happened in your head over and over again. 

‘Holy shit, I’m actually doing this, I’m going to have sex with someone I don’t even know.” You were a mixture of nerves and excitement, rolling on the bed, giggling like a schoolgirl over how hot the guy sounded over the line. There was his picture on the booklet, but attaching it to his voice too? Oh, man, it just made him instantly ten times hotter in your mind. You look at the clock, ticking down the time until your escort comes. You were too excited to just lay in bed until he arrived. Though you did stop in your tracks when his voice rang in your head, “Be a good girl…”

You weren’t even sure what that meant… how do you be a ‘good girl’ for him? Stay and wait on the bed until he comes? Try to doll up somehow? Your mind starts to wander downward into more raunchy ideas. The idea of him walking in on you preparing yourself open with your fingers made your legs start to shake. You jumped back down on the bed and screamed into the pillow, emotions too high and foreign for you to fully express. You push your face into the pillow for a while, waiting for your racing heartbeat to fully calm down, only to shoot up again once you see that 15 minutes have passed on the clock sitting right on the nightstand. 

Your breath hitches in your throat, you grabbed the pillow you were face planting in and clutched it close to your chest. Eagerly looking at the door with wide eyes, you squeezed the pillow to your thumping chest as you imagined the sound of a ticking clock in your head. Slowly counting down until your man comes knocking on your door. Time seems to crawl slowly toward you, moving at a snail’s pace. 

.

.

.

Ok, you were too scared to look at the clock before, but you felt like a lot of time had passed and there was still no sign of Zoro. You finally decide to check your phone in case you somehow missed any notifications, you scroll through your messages only to find some messages from the friend that recommended this service. 

Bestie: Heyyyyy, how's it going? You get dicked down yet? 👀

You: No, he told me he was coming over like 30 minutes ago I think…

Bestie: Oh?  Maybe he’s just stuck in traffic or something.

You: I hope so…

You chewed on your bottom lips as you checked the time again, sighing out, you went to scroll on various apps, hoping to keep your mind occupied. You got lost in the void that is social media apps for quite a while, only barely snapping out of it once you scrolled past the 40th cat video on tiktok. You took another look at the time, now it has been close to an hour passing since your call with Zoro.

Hot tears began to drip down on your face from the embarrassment you started feeling. ‘He must think this is so funny…’ You even started to doubt if this whole escort service was even real in the first place, did your friend set you up? You wipe away your tears with a small sniffle, sensing anger slowly boiling up in the pits of your stomach, replacing the embarrassment and sadness. You dial the number once again to give Zoro a piece of your mind. 

The dial tone only rings once before Zoro's gruff voice once again enters your ear. “Hey-” “What the fuck is wrong with you!” You screamed into the phone, cutting him off before he could spew any bullshit excuse to you. You tried hard not to make your voice wobble, forcing it to be steady with all the tears still streaming down your face. “Oy-What’s the hell your problem, woman?” Zoro sounded annoyed, which made you even more angry. “What's your problem?! Did you think it was funny to do this kind of shit?” Your voice cracked at the end, you barely heard Zoro’s reply as you broke into sniffles and choked sobs. “Wh-what the hell are you on about?” He growled out, only to mutter a soft “Shit..” when you whimpered at the harsh tone.

“Listen, just tell me what’s wrong alright? I can’t help ya, if all you do is cry. Shit, I'd rather just have you yelling at me again.” His voice takes on a more soothing tone to try to calm you down. You hated how it was instantly working on you. You wipe away at the snot and tears on your face, wincing at the smeared makeup on your sleeves now. “Just drop the act already. It's been over an hour and you’re not coming, I know that-” “It's been over an hour?! Fuck, if they didn’t change the stupid street names, I would had been there by now.” Zoro grumbled some more obscenities into the phone as you heard his pace quicken. 

The gears in your mind grinded to a halt for a moment, listening to Zoro curse out once more; “Damn it, how many streets are named after this Roger guy anyway?” He was still walking around on Gol D Roger’s Street? You stayed silent to listen some more and quickly gathered that this guy was really bad at directions, considering he somehow ended at the same street sign again for the fifth time. You giggled, causing Zoro’s attention to turn on you. “You’re laughing now? God, women are so weird sometimes... So, is everything ok now?” 

You giggled some more and snorted at his last comment. “Yeah, I think I know what happened now, you’re lost aren’t you?” The pregnant pause on the other end was the only answer you needed to start laughing out right. “It's not my fault that the stupid construction workers keep changing where they post the damn street sign!” You heard the sound of a metal pang and another growl. Zoro was probably kicking the poor street sign. You stopped your laughing fit to help the poor street sign from getting even more abused.

“I thought you ghosted me or something to be honest…” You whispered, emotions still stirring inside your stomach. Your honesty stunlocked Zoro for a bit, you were on the verge of apologizing when his voice came out in a whisper too. “Don’t apologize, I should have called you and told you I was coming late, I can admit that was my fault at least.” “Why didn’t you?” You hugged your knees close to your chest, rocking on your heels as you strained to hear Zoro’s voice now that he was speaking quietly. “...I didn’t think of it until now, shit, listen I understand if you want to pick someone else now so-” “No!” 

Your cheeks heated up at how fast you said that, clearing your throat you spoke again; “I-I mean, it would be a waste for both of us, since you've been walking around for an hour, I don’t mind still spending the night with you.” Now it was Zoro’s turn to chuckle; “Alright, since you want me that badly.” You almost regret sticking with him now, almost. “I just need to find out where the hotel is from here and I promise this time, I’ll be there soon, ok girlie?” You couldn't help but smile at the nickname he gave you.

“How about I try to lead you to the hotel, so you won’t get lost again?” You ignored his words stating that he wasn’t lost. “I know that Roger’s Street isn’t that far from the hotel, I think I know the way to get here from there.” Zoro lets out an affirmative grunt waiting for your directions. You spent the next 20 minutes trying to lead this dense meat head to the hotel. When you told him to take a right and he said that the right takes him to a wall, you argued that he took a left not a right like you said. 

This happened for quite a while until he finally saw the bright neon Lion Head that the hotel had on top of its sign. You wanted to stay in the call to make extra sure that he wouldn’t get lost on the way up to your room to be honest but Zoro argued back that he was fine now. You weren’t quite sure you believed that after the ordeal you went through. The phone call ends and your phone screen fades to black, giving you the first look at yourself in a while. 

Your makeup was smeared all over your face, lipstick half gone, mascara running black streaks down your face, not to mention your red nose and puffy eyes completing this whole messy look.  You rolled off the bed cursing to yourself. Zoro was coming up to your room soon and you looked like a fucking wreck. You silently prayed that he would somehow get lost on his way up to your floor somehow as you entered the bathroom, splashing your face with cold water and rubbing harshly at your skin. 

You let out a squeaked and jumped when you heard banging at the door. ‘Maybe it's room service or the hotel staff…?’ You hoped it was, grabbing a towel and wiping away whatever makeup you can on it, the poor towel could only do so much though. You tentatively walked over to the door and looked through the peephole to find a burly green-haired man on the other side, his arms were crossed and you didn’t know if he was intentionally flexing or not because the veins in his forearms and biceps looked delicious.

You sucked in a nervous breath as you unlocked the door, opening it just a bit to peek at Zoro, saying a quiet “Hello…” you stepped back as he approached the doorway, hiding half of your face in the towel. Zoro was very tall and very very buff, only wearing a white tank top that was straining to keep his pecs covered and black joggers which you can faintly see his dick outline in. He fully stepped inside the room and the door behind him shut closed with a click. He locked the door himself, before turning away to stare down at you with a lopsided grin. 

You bunch up the towel more, hiding your face in the fluffy stained cotton. Zoro took one step towards you, making you almost bump into his chest. “I come all this way and you won’t even show me your cute face, girlie? I feel wounded.” He emphasizes the last word by clutching a fist over his heart with a mocking hurt expression. The tips of your ears go red at his teasing, you try to push him away with a hand but he didn’t even budge when you tried a second push with all of strength. 

Your hand pressed firmly on his left pec, you grunt seeing how he doesn’t even feel your weak attempt at shoving. You, however, felt a lot, hand squeezing lightly on Zoro’s pec, since he wasn’t actively flexing, it was not quite squishy but not firm either. You start to knead on it like a curious kitten for an unknown amount of time only broken out of your spell when Zoro grabbed both of your wrists. You didn’t even realize that your second hand also joined in the fun some time ago.

“Is this what you really gonna pay me for all night?” Zoro tilts his head at you with a bigger smirk plastered on his handsome face this time. You just now noticed that he really does have a scar going over his left eye. Zoro continues on as your voice is stuck in your throat. “Thought you were gonna have me take your virginity tonight, girlie? Hmm? Gonna let me be your first fuck and spread that cunt of yours with my cock right?” His crude words made you gape like a fish out of water.

He pulls your wrist up to his neckline. “Hold on to me, ok sweetheart?” Your mind was already melting from touching him and now he changed nicknames on you too. You nod and wrap your arms around his neck. “Good girl, good listener. I like that.” He purred leaning in near your ear as his arms hoisted up your legs, instantly wrapping around his waist on instinct. He goes to hold your ass with one hand, giving it a good slap making you squeak out his name, while his other arm holds your back. 

He lifted you with such ease, swiftly carrying you to the edge of the bed where he gives your ass one last squeeze then gently sets you down. Your towel had fallen off when he picked you up so you tried to hide your face with your hands this time but Zoro was quick enough to react by pinning your wrists above your head. “Aht Aht, I want to see your pretty face, hide from me again and I’ll be forced to do something about it.” He lets go of your wrist to part your thighs apart, kneading at the plump skin the exact same way you were kneading on him earlier. 

You were scared to ask what he meant by “Do something about it” but all thoughts went out the window when Zoro started to pull down your shorts, his fingers easily dipping into the waistband and sliding down your thigh all in one swoop. Your shorts were already gone past your knees by the time you realized what was happening. “Zo-zoro!” You squealed, hands clambering to stop him but it was too late. Your shorts were pulled off one leg with ease and then discarded behind Zoro as he got it off the other. 

You didn’t know what kind of undies to wear to a night like this, deciding between lacey or a thong or something else for hours in the morning. In the end, you just went with plain white cotton panties, afraid of being mocked for wearing something frilly or too sexy. Despite Zoro only having one eye left, his intense stare sent chills down your spine. Eyeing up your panties like it was his prey, he was even licking his lips as well. 

You whimpered, shrinking down on yourself as you tried to close your thighs and hide away from Zoro. Zoro’s clicked his teeth at you, making your cheeks heat up in further shame, he let you close your thighs but his rough and calloused hands went back to groping them, he rested his chin on the edge of your knees. Looking up at you with the same intense fire, you gulped nervously, wanting to just go and hide under the covers. 

But you can’t run away now, not when you were this far and especially not when a handsome man is on his knees for you like this. The silence felt like forever between you two, Zoro was testing you, seeing if you break and give in all on your own, but you held firm, whether it was due to fear or your own stubbornness you don’t know. You jumped when his chuckle broke stillness in the room; “Stubborn girlie, huh? While I do like that, I can’t exactly continue my job here if you keep your legs closed forever.” He pats your thighs twice with a smirk. 

Your struggle to come up with a retort of some kind but only another whimper left your lips as Zoro’s fingers digs a little deeper in your thigh as he hoists himself back up face you. One hand traveling up right after to gently lift your chin up, fingers tracing the outline of your jaw. “Just give me the word, girlie, and I’ll give you the world.” His words came out more gentle than you thought it would but with an underlying tone that he meant what he promised.  Zoro looked like a tiger in waiting, calm and collected but ready to pounce at a moment’s notice on any innocent prey that fell into its path. 

And you were that prey, trapped in his sights, caged in by one strong arm on your stomach, his other hand still on your chin, making sure you can’t look away. Though yes, you were trapped, Zoro did not make another move, the hand on your stomach lightly tracing small circles on your skin. He was still waiting for your answer, you knew that you could just stop now and he would let you leave without a fight but you wanted more, more of him, more of the man you barely know, an escort who’s job it was to fuck to you until you were satisfed.

So why were you still hesitating? You signed up for this, you made all the preparations beforehand and now here you are, right where you wanted to be. Zoro tilts his head to the side a bit just like a curious cat, his gold earrings dangle together as he does. You steel your resolve once more, ready to give your answer to Zoro, in the form of an action not words. You press your lips hungrily against Zoro’s, tongue coming out to swipe at his bottom lip. Tasting mint on your tongue at the first swipe, you groan quietly, tugging onto Zoro’s tight tank top as a silent plea for more. 

You felt Zoro lips quirk up into a smirk at your actions, making your cheeks burn a bit but all thoughts of quitting went out the window when his tongue invaded your mouth. The wet muscle took over your mouth quite easily, leaving you gasping in the small moment when he let you have air. Your body jolts and moans when Zoro’s bulky hand squeezes at your chest. Massaging the soft mounds gingerly, letting your body fall apart into his hands. 

You were like putty being shaped and molded into whatever shape Zoro wanted you to be, so needy and pliant. He parts away from your lips for a few moments, causing you to let you a high pitch whine at the loss of contact. “Tch, already so needy, girlie? Bet your pussy already soaked down there, where did the cute and shy virgin act go, huh?” He squeezed at your chest a bit harder as he uttered those words. 

You sucked in your bottom lip, feeling shame at his words, though your body betrayed you by pressing in closer to Zoro's body, hands clawing unabashedly at his chest. A low growl came from Zoro and then you were laying flat on your back with Zoro sucking harshly on your neck. You quickly grasped onto his shoulders to anchor yourself. “I knew you were secretly a slut, hahh, so fucking needy, looking at me with those eyes, can’t even keep your hands off of me can you?” He grunts out, licking a long strip down to your collarbone as you arch your back off the bed, accidentally grinding against Zoro’s bulge. He backs away just enough to get rid of his tank top, offering you a full view of his glistening abs. 

“Fuck girlie, I bet you want me to stick my cock in you right now, huh? Breed you like the slut you are. Fuck that virgin cunt of yours until you’re begging me to stop. Mmm, maybe you won’t even ask me to stop and I’ll just have to fuck you all night and day.” He nibbled on your collarbone, leaving a path of purple splotches and bite marks, getting annoyed at how your shirt was stopping him from going further, letting out another louder growl. “Arms up.” He commanded, his own hand already pulling the hem of your shirt halfway up your stomach from impatience. You followed blindly, mind spinning from the harsh words he was spewing but you can’t say he was exactly wrong about it. 

He took your shirt off in a frenzy, pulling the garment up and over your head arms and throwing it to the side. Hand palming at your sides, his lone eye staring down at you, lips parting to show off his fangs. “You've been keeping this all to yourself for this long?” Hands expertly unclasping your bra and feeling your bra from your skin, uselessly thrown to the side as well.  He grasped on to your chest, the callous pads on this thumb coming to rub harshly on your nubs. He doesn’t leave time for you to answer this question, as he dips his head to latch on the other side.

The tongue that was just moments ago mapping out the inside of your mouth was now, flicking so deliciously on your nipple. Your nails dig into his shoulders, trying to ground yourself back to reality but Zoro’s seem keen on making you go dumb on his tongue already. His free hand was pinching and pulling on your other nipple, the quick pain switched with the white hot pleasure of his tongue and mouth slurping on you. His other hand was roaming on your skin, gripping on your waist with enough force to leave bruises in the morning. 

“Nnagh-hahh-Zo-Zorooooo~!” 

The amount of drool Zoro left on your chest was already seeping down your side and now to the bed. Not that the both of you cared about it. You took a small glance down and the image you saw almost made you cum. Zoro's eyes were closed shut, small beads of sweat on his forehead, making his mossy hair stick to his skin, he was intensely focused on working his tongue on you. It was a vulgar sight, watching his tongue flick in and out of his mouth in such quick successions. He must have felt you staring at him, because he opened his one eye and took one look at your face and smirked. 

“Enjoying the view, sweetheart?” 

You gulped down the spit that you didn't know was pooling in your mouth as you were watching him. Giving a shy nod in return, too afraid to use your voice. He chuckled deeply, pressing kisses down your stomach, hands giving you one last tight squeeze. You let out a small laugh, as you continued watching Zoro, he was giving small kisses and licks on your bare skin. He really was like a big tiger, the way his rough tongue felt on your skin. His eye flickered on you when you snorted at the image of Zoro with cat ears on, eyebrow raising up in question. 

You smiled at him, finally feeling your anxiety and embarrassment wash away bit by bit. Feeling brave enough to run your hand through his hair, it was a bit coarse and sweaty but nicer than you imagined it to be. You swear you could feel and hear Zoro purring at your touch, a low rumble coming from the back of his throat as you gently tug on his hair and scrape your nails against his scalp. He closed his eyes again, enjoying the sensation for a moment, nuzzling his face on your stomach causing you to giggle once again.

Zoro let out a content sigh on your skin, arms dragging down your side slowly, to dip his fingers in your panties. He nips at your skin to get your attention, “Yur’ ok with going further right?” his voice coming out a bit hoarse. You nod but Zoro shakes his head; “I need to hear your cute voice, girlie, tell me what you want me to do to you.” He nipped at you once again, making you whimper at the sharp pain from his fangs. “I want…” You own tongue felt heavy on your cheek as you tried to say what you truly wanted. “I want your cock in me, please Zoro, I need you in me so badly.” 

Zoro growled heavily, “Fuck girlie… yur’ makin’ me lose my mind here.” He pulls down your panties, letting out a groan seeing a sting of your arousal being connected to the base of your panties. “I can’t just shove my cock in you just yet, even though yur’ already this wet, gotta prep you first.” He slaps your pussy, making you sit up straight with a yell. “Zoro!” Now he was snorting out a laugh, you close your thighs and scoot away from him but his grip on your thighs was tight. “Sorry, sorry..” 

He didn't really sound apologetic but you decided you didn't care anymore once his rough tongue was on your pussy. He was also a messy eater on your pussy as well, spitting on it and watching his spit mix in with your juices before diving right back in. One hand secretly going down to pull down his gym shorts and boxer. Kicking it off of him with a lack of grace. More focus on having his tongue gulping down your juices. 

The slurping noises that echoed in the hotel room made your head spin wildly. Zoro’s nose bumping into your clit, as his tongue works its way between your folds and inside your hole. He never stayed in one spot for too long, always moving his head up and down or side to side. The juices cover the entire half of his face as he does so. Your thighs were shaking so much in his tight grip as you never felt this kind of pleasure before. “Nnaghh, fu-fuck me-I-Zorooooo-Mmmahhh!”  You just kept on babbling, hands white knuckled on the hotel sheets, back arching everytime Zoro gave your throbbing clit some attention. It wasn't enough though, the small amount of attention from his nose or swipes from his tongue wasn't enough to push you over the edge.

You were going delirious at this point and Zoro wasn’t even trying to tease you. He was just simply lost in your arousal, enjoying himself too much. You knew this by the way he was rutting himself on the bed, making the frame shake slightly with each thrust. You weakly yank at his hair, whimpering out a small “Zoroooo…” in hopes that he would get your desperation. It took a couple of tries until he understood what you wanted, letting go of your thigh, with one hand coming under his chin to slip a finger in.

He groaned seeing how easily his finger slides in your sloppy cunt, adding in a second just as easily. The stretch of his fingers still burned a bit at first but once Zoro’s lips found your clit again, you found yourself arching off the bed with Zoro’s free hand pushing on your stomach to hold you down. You gush all over Zoro’s face and chin which ended up in him making more obscene noises as he slurps up every drop he could. Fingers still scissoring themselves inside of your walls, adding a third finger once you calmed down from your orgasm. 

“Still here with me, girlie?” Zoro’s voice rasped out, looking up at you from between your thighs, face slick and shiny. 

You could swear that his pupils turned into cat-like slits for a second there. You swallow some dry spit down to speak, knowing that Zoro wanted another vocal answer from you. “M’ goo-good. Do-don’t stop.” He growled at you; “Never said I was gonna stop, girlie. Not after seeing how much this slutty cunt is taking in my fingers so well. You think you were going to leave without my cock stuffed in her first?” You whimpered out when he started biting down on your hips and inner thighs. Marking his place on your skin with vigor, speeding up his fingers, angling his wrist just right so he could hit you in the sweet spot. 

He knew you were close again when your eyes began fluttering close and that cute little mouth of yours turned into a ‘o’. If this wasn’t a job, he would have stopped his fingers as soon as you were close enough, and made you beg him to make you cum. But he prided himself on being a good escort, at least enough to compete with a curly blonde, so instead he planned to make you cum as much as possible tonight. His tongue slipped its way in your sloppy hole as well, slurping up all the cream that was still pouring out. 

He was fighting really hard not to get drunk off of your pussy and focus on your pleasure right now, but with your moans and whimpers and the way your body kept cutely twitching off the bed, he might break soon. This time his free arm was well prepared to soothe you as you reached your second orgasm of the night, bucking your hips into Zoro’s awaiting mouth, as his fingers slipped out to rub at your throbbing clit. 

“Mmahh! Zo-fuuuuuck-Zoro!”

“Let it all go, girlie, hahhh, doin’ so good, like the cute slut you are.”

Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes, chest heaving heavily, your mind buzzed so loudly in rhythm with your racing heartbeat. You scarcely register your ankles being hoisted up over Zoro’s shoulder and the weight of his fat cock slapping against your cunt. His hand goes to tightly grip around your neck, leaving you gasping for air. “Look at me, can’t be fucked that dumb yet, your pussy still crying out for me. Can’t you hear her?” He emphasizes this by shoving his fingers back in, making your cunt squelch lewdly with each thrust. 

Sqelch “Ngghhh” Shlick Shlick “Fw-ahhh!”

“Zo-Zoroooo.” You pathetically whine out, your hands pushing at his bicep to get away from your sensitive core. He lets you push him away, slipping his fingers out easily to only then shove them at your lips, growling out the command “Open.” You eagerly obeyed, parting your lips and licking at his digits with vigor you didn't know you had. Tasting your own slick on his fingers, eyes fluttering close as you automatically sucked his fingers clean of yourself. “So good f’r me aren’t cha?” His low timber voice purrs out. 

“So obedient, girlie, hmm? You like being told what to do?” 

You turn your face away, trying to hide it away from his staring and teasing words. Zoro was having none of that though, wrenching your face back to meet with his by seizing hold of your chin and forcing you to turn back. “I want you to either look at me or look at when my cock finally sinks in you, understood?” He didn’t wait for an answer from you, forcing your head up and down into a nod with his own hand. “Good girl~” His tone verges between mocking and praiseful.

Ending his praise with another deep kiss, his teeth nipping at your bottom lip, making you mewl out in slight pain,  parting your lips enough for his tongue to slip in. His hand slips up to tug at your hair, as he utterly devours your lips and mouth. Leaving you no room or control to do as you please, your body surrendering itself to his whims. He leans back to observe your reaction, licking his lips at the sight with another strange growl emitting from his throat.

Your face flushed, eyes glossed over with desire, and lips still parted to let out small puffs of breaths. His grip still on the back of your head, stopped you from cowering away from his gaze, the feeling of a carnal desire coming off from Zoro. He presses his mouth to your neck hard, biting his canines in enough to the point of pain, soothing it with hot kisses afterwards. Gently petting your hair as you cried out and squirmed underneath him. “Hahhh.. fuck…I forgot the damn condom.” 

He gets off of you and looks around for his discarded shorts and rummage around the pockets to find a roll of condoms. Tearing one off and opening with his mouth, pulling out the rubber and aligning himself between your thighs once again, rolling the condom on his cock, hissing softly as it covers his sensitive tip. At this point, you caught your breath again, looking up at Zoro, hand motioning him to come closer. “Tch, so needy.” He rolled his eyes but his tone and demeanor was sort of gentle as he grabbed your hand and kissed it. Hovering his body right over yours, finally prepared, interlacing your fingers together as he goes to kiss your hand again. 

“Ready?” 

You look into his eye, in the man that you chose to take your virginity tonight. Tracing the outline of his pecs with your other hands as you squeezed the one that was interlaced with him. “I’m ready.” Your voice was wavering a little but maintained eye contact with Zoro all the way. He gives you what seems to be a genuine smile in return, kissing your hand one last time and bending down to engulf your lips in a passionate kiss. 

Pushing his hips forward as his thick cock tries to push itself past your folds. The tip barely made it inside, already making you gasp out and dig your nails in his shoulder and squeezed his hand holding yours tightly. “Shh, Shh, you’re doing so good… relax..” Zoro’s voice rasps out, sweat forming on his forehead as he tries to control himself from slamming all the way into you. Waiting for you to give a signal to go again, his lone eye watching every single movement from you. Looking for any sign of pain or discomfort.

You continue to squeeze his hand tightly, blinking away some tears as you steady yourself, feeling ready for more, you murmured a soft “Deeper, please…” Zoro groans out this time, his heart beating faster at how cute and needy you sounded, his cock twitching to go all the way in but he was a good escort. Taking his sweet time to make sure you were all stretched out and snug on his cock before he could ruin you. 

Inching deeper in your tight pussy bit by bit until he bottomed out. You felt like it reached all the way to your throat with all long and thick it was, catching your breath as you breathed out a shaky sigh. Grasping tightly to Zoro’s hand; “Deep breaths girlie, thats it, you’re doing so good, haaaah, fuck you’re so tight, clenching on me so hard already.” He uses his free hand to caress your cheek gently as lewd praises spill out from his lips. “Was your pussy always this slutty? Hmm, or do you like my cock that much? Heh, It’s going to be hard to fuck other guys when you can only think of me huh?”

“Just sh-shut up and fuck me already.” You faintly hiss out, getting a bit annoyed. “You talk too much, I paid you to use that mouth for something other than just talking, you know.” Zoro lets out a hearty laugh at that, showing off all his teeth once again, a dark gleam in his eye. His hand goes down to squeeze harshly at your chest then down further to press on below your navel right above where his cock was buried. Slowly pulling his cock out till only the tip was still inside; “Sorry could you repeat that? Didn’t quite hear you?”

“Zoro-aa-hah-AH!” You eyes flew wide open, arching your back off the bed as Zoro slams his whole length into you once more. Keeping the rhythm going, plunging in and out at a painfully slow pace, but it was enough to make you roll your eyes. Your hand lost its strength and was gradually slipping from Zoro’s but he grabbed you by the wrist and plop one of your fingers in his mouth, sensually rolling his tongue around the digit making you lose more sense until he abruptly bit down on it.   

Enough to draw blood and make your whole body jolt from the pain only to be hit with a wave of pleasure as his cock found its way to your sweet spot. Zoro sucking on your wounded finger, tongue roughly licking at the bite mark, lapping at the blood and indents. It felt weird, a painful kind of sting with each lap of his tongue that made you crave for more each time it was gone. Or maybe you were losing your mind with how his cock was still ramming it way into your cervix.

 “Ngaah-Hahh-Zorooo-fuck!” Moans and whimpers spill from your lips as your body surrenders itself to Zoro fully, his fangs making various bite marks on your arm now, his cock stretching you out fully, his hand pressing down on your stomach each time his cock reaches that area. You wanted so desperately to say that you wanted Zoro to go faster, however only drool and nonsensical babble came out of your mouth.  Your babbles mixed in with the sounds of Zoro’s grunts and growls as he started licking away at all the bloodied bite marks he made on your arm. 

His cat-like tongue sweeping and swirling on the bruises, small beads of blood dripping out of the wound quickly whisked away by the wet muscle. The corners of his lips and teeth were now stained red, not that Zoro cared heck he might have even loved the fact that he looked like a carnivore right now. Eating away at his prey bit by bit, devouring every aspect of your body, every whimper or moan from your lips, every twitch and shiver of your body, all caused by him. 

When Zoro gets down to your shoulder, you tilt your head to the side to meet his gaze. Pleading with your teary eyes for him to go harder, faster, anything from the agonizing sluggish pace he kept at currently. Zoro growls softly at your weeping face, wiping away your tears with his fingers, smudging some blood on your cheek in the process. “What's wrong, girlie?” he sounded genuine but with the way his lips were quirked up in a smirk he probably wasn't all that sincere. Especially how his hips  suddenly sputter to a complete stop halfway in. His cock twitching slightly inside of you, as you cried out some more tears. 

Clawing your nails into his biceps, lips out in a full pout as you barely manage blubber out some words; “Mo-more” “Zorooo” and “Please”. Your pitiful attempts at pleading were enough to make Zoro waver a little, actually being genuine this time when he leaned down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss. You taste the copper tang from your own blood on your tongue as Zoro tilts your chin up to gain more access to your mouth. His other hand roaming to give some attention to your throbbing clit some much needed attention. 

You attempt to buck your hips up but with Zoro’s weight still pressing down on you it is a near impossible task. You only managed to make yourself seem more pitiful, as pitiful whines bubbled up from your throat, your thighs shaking and tensing around Zoro’s waist. “Seems like I got carried about with the biting again…” He murmured out quietly, after parting from your lips. You sent him a weak glare, slapping his bicep making him chuckle out in return. You slap him again. He returns the slap by giving you one on your clit. 

Pressing his tongue inside your mouth when you yelp at the sting of it, taking this moment to push his cock all the way in again. His thumb rubbing at your clit in small circles as Zoro starts to increase his pace. Along with increasing the force of his thrust, the slapping sound when your skin colliding with each other echoed so loudly in the hotel room, making your ear burn with embarrassment. Your cries and pleads were back to being swallowed up by Zoro’s tongue. He would let out occasional growls or heavy pants in between the small instances when he allowed you to breathe in air again. You felt your core tightening with white-hot pleasure, black spots appearing in your vision as you squeezed your eyes shut. 

Legs trembling and your pussy clenching down on Zoro’s length, making him increase his pace on both his thrusts and his thumb ministrations. “C’mon cum for me girlie, mmmf-fuck, cum for me.” he grunted out, slamming his hip in a particularly  mean thrust. That combined with his thick-voiced command was the final straw that pushed you over. Your eyes rolling to the back of your head, as your body spasms and thrash around the searing and burning amount of pleasure that you never felt before was almost too much for you to handle. 

Luckily Zoro wasn’t that mean, combing his hair through your hair as he ease you into it, softly speaking praises into the shell of your ear as his other arm placed itself on your back. Pushing you forward into a half bear hug, your body colliding with Zoro’s tightly, his arm pressing your chest against his, mixing your heart beats together. When your breathing lowers down to low pants and your body settles to small twitches here and there, only then does Zoro bring his arm back and slowly pull out. 

His own breathing low and heavy, his chest slowly rising and falling with each parted sigh. Sweat dripped from his forehead and glistened on his chest. He removes the condom with a groan, wrapping his hand around the base, looking down at you with a cloudy gaze. You wearily blink your eyes back open to ogle at the sight before his voice rings out to you. You strained your ears to listen to his request. “--you don’t mind if I cum on you right?” he was already stroking his cock as he was asking you for permission. Who were you to say no to this hunking beast of a man?

Still catching your breath, you nod at him, parting your legs out more and leaning your head back to watch Zoro jerk himself off right above you. The thick veins on his hand almost matched the ones on his pulsing cock. Your hole was clenching around nothing as you kept on leering at this sight, the smell of sweat and sin in the air, Zoro’s eye half-lidded staring down at you, his lips wet and smeared with your blood still. Low and rugged pants coming up from his throat as he squeezed your chest with his other hand, increasing the pressure on both hands as he soon reached his own climax. Spattering his cum across your chest in short spurts, a loud mix of a growl and a grunt escaped his lips as well. 

After a short pause, he wipes off some sweat from his face, a wide smirk plastered on his face. “Well? How was that for your first time, eh girlie? I think I deserve a 5-star rating.” He moved around until he was sitting by your side now, gently caressing your face with the hand he used to just jerk off with. You felt the sticky residue he was leaving your cheek. “Ugh! Zoro, don't use that hand to touch my face right now!” You smack his hand away with a grimace, propping yourself on your elbows. Hissing out in pain when the bite that Zoro left on there starts to bleed out a bit again. You send a glare Zoro’s way, he rubs the back of neck as he looks away from your glare, muttering out a “Whoops..” You smack him on the arm again; “I think you deserve a 1-star rating instead.” Zoro flinched at the smack but you knew that was mostly because of your words and not because your attack did any damage to him. You ran your fingers over the indentations of Zoro’s fangs in your skin, the small sting that came with each run thru sent shivers down your spine. You then hear and feel the bed creaking from beside you as Zoro sags his head down on your shoulder.

His arm loosely wrapping around your waist, his cheek nuzzling delicately against yours. This must be Zoro’s way of apologizing you thought silently, holding back a grin. You took some pity on the man and patted his head a bit just like a cat. He makes a small noise, akin to a real purr, your mind must be playing tricks on you or something. He plants mushy kisses on your cheek, descending down to your shoulder. Licking at any bruises or marks he left there as well, then going even further down to your arm. Stopping at every wound and kissing and licking at it.

Running his bristly tongue over the indents, it wasn’t soothing as you thought it would be, the prickle of pain with each lap of his tongue followed by a gentle kiss made your mind roll though. Maybe you liked feeling a bit of pain with pleasure? This was something new to you, as Zoro continues his apology, already halfway down your arm which was now covered in spit along with the bite marks and blood spots. Another shiver went down your spine as Zoro’s tongue pressed deeply into a particularly deep wound. The jolt of pain that came from it made you moan out a bit. 

Causing Zoro to stop mid-lick and look up at you with a curious glint in his eye. His lips curled up at the side; “Oh? What was that a moan, hmm, sweetheart?” “N-no…” You looked away from him, about to tug your arm away when his tongue came out again on the same spot. Pressing much harsher this time on the bite mark. You couldn’t hold back the throaty moan, closing your eyes instead and feeling the heat of shame light up your cheeks and ears. Zoro chuckles; “You should have told me that you liked this sort of thing, I would have marked you up much more.” Your cheeks burn a bit more at the comment, desire stirring up once again in your chest. 

“I didn’t really know I was into this sort of thing, alright? It’s all new to me… Anyway, are-are you going to leave now that we’re done?” Your voice cracked a bit at the end, as your mood instantly dampened the thought of Zoro leaving you. He raised up an eyebrow at you; “Leaving? You want to kick me out that badly?” His tone is light as he flicks your forehead with a finger. Kissing it right after to ease the small sting of pain. “And we’re not done yet. It seems like you want more, don’t cha?” He hums out, kissing the shell of your ear, his hand meeting in the middle of your thighs. 

Your body parting them open easily so his finger could slip in your pussy, plunging in out with the slick and wetness making lewd noises come out. You just started to grind your hips up when Zoro pulled his finger out and licked away the slick. Moving to the edge of the bed and beckoning you forward, patting his thigh with both hands. “Cm’ere.’ His cock was sitting up prettily between his muscular thighs, your heartbeat felt like it was skyrocketing as you slowly made your way over to him. His hands came to grab onto your waist as you threw your legs over the side of his thighs. 

His fingers digging in your soft flesh when he realizes something. “Shit…forget about the condoms again. Hold-” “Ah! Zoro, wait-” Your bend forward, throwing your arms around his neck, stopping him from getting up. “Can we skip the condom this time.. Please?” Your heart was pounding at this request but you really wanted to feel Zoro fully this time. “Shit, girlie. I’m not opposed to fucking raw but are you really sure about this?” He looks at you with his steel eye searching for any sign that you weren’t 100% sure about it, making you gulp nervously at the intensity of it. But you didn’t back down; not shying away from his gaze you answered back. “I am sure, I…I want to feel everything this time. I can handle it.” 

He stares at you for a couple more moments, a wide toothy smile taking over his face. His fangs seem sharper now for some reason as well. “Already getting addicted to my cock huh? I knew that you wouldn’t just be satisfied after one round. Mmm..you better be prepared, cause I’m not holding back this time..” He ends his statement by immediately biting down hard on your shoulder, puncturing his fangs in and drawing blood. His hands anchored itself on your waist, making sure you can’t squirm away. A choked whine leaves your lips, the searing pain of the bite makes your pussy quiver with need.

Zoro releases his fang from your shoulder, switching to sucking and lapping up the blood spilling out, his hands loosening its hold on you to swipe at you needy cunt. His fingers quickly drenched in your arousal, plunging in and scissoring his fingers. The feeling was nice but it wasn't enough for you. Tugging at Zoro’s hair with a whimper, blinking down at him thru your teary lashes. The sight made his cock jump up even more. He gulped down some of your blood and held it in his mouth so when he went in for the kiss, you could have a taste also.

Now, regardless if you actually wanted to drink down some of your blood was irrelevant as Zoro also took this time to spear you with his length. Bullying it up all the up to your cervix, done easily as your slick was still plentiful, nasty ‘plaps’ echoed loudly each time your hips slapped against each other. The unexpected thrusting made you moan, opening your mouth to let in the metallic liquid and Zoro’s saccharine tongue to wash over your taste buds. Almost choking on your own blood from how rough Zoro was bouncing you on his lap. 

‘Plaps’ ‘Plaps’ ‘Plaps’  “Zo-Zoro-Slow-Mmhh! Nggh!!”  ‘Plaps’ ‘Plaps’  

Your pleads were taken away when Zoro bit down on your bottom lips cruelly. Drawing more blood out and licking and sucking at it sweetly the next moment. His muscular thighs spread apart as he kept on bouncing you up and down on his cock. His hands kneaded at the soft flesh of your ass, sometimes gripping so hard that his handprints were about to be imprinted on the skin. A quick slap on your ass, made you cry out, tilting your head back as tears fell down your cheek beautifully. 

A pitiful sniffle and whimper is all you could muster when Zoro grabs you by the chin to pull you back in. His fingers pressing on your tear-ridden cheeks to open your mouth for his greedy tongue. “Tongue out.” He growls, giving you another smack on the ass. You loll out your tongue quite obscenely, eyes half-lid and wet with tears. Zoro rewards your quick obedience by sucking on your tongue, his hand withdrawing from both sets of cheeks, going to wrap around your waist and under you. Planting his feet firmly on the ground so he could stand up with you still on his cock with ease. 

His muscle only twitches slightly as he picks you up, his mouth never once leaving yours. Your tongue being abused by his lips and teeth, going as far as to bite down on it. His own rough tongue coming to trail over the wound, going deeper in your throat later on as his cock was also still buried deep in your core. The bounce with each step he took, jostled his cock even more inside of you. Your legs wrapped around his waist to keep steady, even with his iron grip on your skin you were scared of slipping off. Not that Zoro would ever let you fall off, moving forward with you until your back reached the wall. 

Right where he wanted you, trapped between the hotel wall and a muscular wall of abs. With one last flick of his tongue on yours, he parts from your mouth, a nasty strand of salvia connected you two for a small moment. You suck in much needed air into your lungs, your chest heaving up and down and your thighs clenching together the moment Zoro bucks his hips up into you. A loud moan ripped itself from your throat. “Zorooooooo!” You whined out, more moans coming out from you. Your back hitting the wall with each thrust upwards of his hips, the pictures on the wall bouncing along with you. Almost falling off with how hard Zoro was fucking you. 

“O-Oh-hnggg-Zoro! Fu-Fuck!”

“You better quiet down or do you want the room next door to hear how much of a slut you are right now?” 

Zoro’s tutted at you but with the smirk on his face and how he kept thrusting into you without a care. The thumping on the wall grows louder in tandem with your moans and pants. A photo frame came crashing down on the ground but neither of you noticed it. Zoro grunts out near your ear, his tan skin flushed a delicious pink, he leans his head down a bit to bite down on your neck. Your nails stab into his shoulders, knuckles whites, your eyes and stomach squeezing as hot pleasure washes over you. Zoro gives you more bites, on your neck, collarbone, and shoulder. Never once losing the harsh pace he was giving you. 

‘Plaps’ ‘Thrust’ ‘Thrust’ “Hahhhhhh” ‘Plaps’ ‘Plaps’

“Fuck….. I think I'm the one getting addicted to this pussy of yours, girlie.” Zoro sighs out, the flush on his face getting pinker. His mind was getting hazy as his cock drags itself along your walls, without the condom you both felt everything so much more. His thick throbbing veins rubbing against your walls with each push and pull, his fat tip hitting your spot so sweetly. The way you were clenching down on him, your juices spilling out so much, almost making his cock slip out if he wasn’t careful. “Ha-ahhhhhh, sweetheart… fu-fuck.” His hands press in a bit on your hips, pressing his forehead against your. “L-let me cum in you? Nghhhh.. Please let me mark you on the inside as well.” 

You didn't expect Zoro to plead for it, his eye glazed over with lust, licking his teeth clean of your blood while staring at you. His hot breath coming out in short and husky pants, you turn this man into a mess and you loved it. “I-I’m close too.. Let’s cum together.. Please.” You press your legs closer around his back, pulling him closer to you as you clenched down on his cock. Zoro pushes you against the wall even more, one arm grabbing the back of your head as he crashes his lips into yours. A growl emitting from his throat as his abs starts to tense up from the build up of his own release. 

HIs hips going at a extra hard pace now, you could swear that the entire hotel room was shaking from how hard he was fucking you. “C’mon sweetheart, Ha-ahh, give it to me..” Another growl came out of Zoro as he nipped at your bloodied and swollen lips. His hand tugging at your locks, hot puffs of air coming out from both of you. Your body shakes and clenches down even harder than your last orgasm. Grinding your whole body against Zoro’s as your back arch off the wall and collide with his chest. Zoro releasing his own thick rope of cum into you soon after, the sensation of his cream spilling itself hotly inside you, mixing in with your own juices, made you see stars in your vision. 

Zoro begins backing away from the wall, arms still wrapped around you as your body twitches as you calm down from your orgasm. Your head flopping down on Zoro's shoulder, your breath stuttering out, your body completely spent and tired. With no energy to even continue wrapping your legs around his waist, your legs dangle on the side now, but Zoro held you tight. Pacing his way over to the bed, you heard some shuffling and felt your body being moved about all over the place but soon you succumbed to sleep. Your eyes flutter closed as the last thing you see and hear is Zoro above you, murmuring out. “Sleep well, girlie…”

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The morning lights filter through the curtains, landing directly on your face. You groan out, shifting your body the other way to get away from the light. The sound of quiet grunting can be heard once you settle back in again. You laid there for a short while, straining your ears to try to figure out what the noises could be and where it was coming from. Eventually your curiosity got the better of you and you decided to sit up fully and blink open your eyes to look around. Rubbing sleep from them with a yawn as your vision clears. 

What you found was Zoro on the ground doing one-handed push ups. Only wearing a pair of boxers as sweat trickles down his broad back. He soon stops as he notices you staring at him, giving him what you think was a wink as he stands up and stretches his arms backwards. “Mornin’ sweetheart. Took you long enough to wake up.” He steps over to the edge of the bed, looming over you. A hand coming down to pat you on the head twice, fluffing up your bed-head even more. “I still expect to get that 5-stars review, you know?” He chuckles out, seeing you try to pat down some hair that was sticking up. 

You only noticed now when Zoro went to the bathroom, that you got clothes on, the simple t-shirt and shorts that you packed before you came here. Zoro must have put them on you while you passed out after last night’s… activities. Speaking of that... You start to flush a rosy pink, as the memories of last night came flooding back. The bite marks on your skin pulsing with a mild ache, your thighs move with a new kind of soreness you never felt before. You flop back on the bed, grabbing a pillow to hug to your chest with a grumble. 

Zoro walked out of the bathroom back in his normal clothes, snorting softly at the sight before him. Bending down to your level and giving you a quick peck on the forehead as he brushes your hair back. “Don’t be mad at me alright? You asked for it last night, heh, practically begged for it.” He teases out, making you grumble and pout cutely, still leaning into the warmth of his hand. His hand goes down to cup your cheek, giving you a sweeter kiss on your lips that lasts for a while. But when he parts away from you, it felt like it wasn’t enough, making your heart ache a bit. 

“It’s a bit past noon.” He sighs out, his tone low. “I have places to be.” You swallowed back a lump in your throat. You knew that this was only a one night thing, he was an escort after all not your lover or anything like that. Still you couldn’t shake the feeling of sorrow in your heart watching Zoro get up to leave. Only giving him a small nod as you bury yourself back into the bed, clutching the pillow even tighter to your chest to try dull the ache there. You heard another sigh from Zoro and some rustling of paper. You peek over to find Zoro scribbling something down on the hotel notepad. Ripping the page off and giving it to you. “This is my personal phone number, since I know no other guy will be able to satisfy you like I did. Call me whenever you need me again or whatever.” He mumbled out the last part almost shyly. His head turned away from you but you can see the tips of his ears were pink. 

You take the paper, your heart leaping up to your throat in joy. Zoro doesn’t turn back to you as he walks away, too embarrassed to show you his blushing face so he just waves a goodbye and gives you a small; “Later, Y/N”. The door shuts behind him and now you’re left alone in the room once more. Your first thought was, ‘I wonder if Zoro is gonna get lost on his way to his next appointment again.’ and your second was, ‘Is it too soon if I call him again tomorrow…?’ 

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Hey, can I request the “sit on face scenario with the rest of the dorm leaders + Jamil? (If that’s too many then just Leona, Malleus, and Vil?)

Accidentally Sitting On Their Face | Yandere Twisted Wonderland (P2)

Ft. Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Azul Ashengrotto, Jamil Viper, Malleus Draconia

Last One

Riddle Rosehearts

Again the most bizarre circumstance there could ever be 

He’s probably rechecking the work you were doing  

Today you were helping Ace, Grim, and Deuce paint the roses red

A punishment for whatever shenanigans the trio of trouble have done

While he didn’t like how easily you came to their aid 

He did enjoy having you so close 

“S-so how have you been fairing with your work so far?”

“Oh its been okay. It’s a little hard having to learn everything in this world but its never boring.”

“G-good if you have any questions you should join me for tea.”

“Sure. But do you only want to talk about academics over tea?”

He blushed intensely at the teasing tilt in your voice

“W-well w-we can talk about other things–Good work, continue on!” 

In attempt to save himself from his embarrassment he tried to walk away from you 

You who was balanced on a ladder with paint in your hand

“Nyehehehe I’m the fastest painter of all!”

The little monster cat was dashing around weaving through other students who were hanging on to their own ladders and stools

But of course its yours that he actually bumps into making you stumble before flying 

And landing on The prefect of Heartslaybul’s face

With everyone’s eyes on you a silence falls over the others in the garden

“Did they just…?”

“Yeah.”

“On Riddle’s…?”

“Yeah.”

Disoriented it takes you a minute before you realize exactly what happened

But the hot breaths on your nether region helped you come back to reality

“Ow–huh? R-riddle?”

You quickly stand revealing the red faced Riddle to lay there as his vice wardens rush to his side 

“Riddle? Are you okay?”

“Uh-do you need a minute-?”

Oh Riddle needs more than a minute 

He’s burning hot 

His face and the garden

Its on fire and so are the students of Heartslaybul

But he isn’t mad and instead looking off into the distance

“Riddle! Riddle! Everyone’s on fire! Please!”

“#burning #alive #Riddle’sinlovewitdatbootay!”

It isn’t until he hears your meek voice and light tap of your finger

“Uh Riddle you’re not mad, right? If you are I’m sorry.”

The fire dies as he turns to you 

“Oh I’m just fine (Y/n)...Now about that tea session…can we make it soon?”

Leona Kingscholar

Leona has an awesome habit of sleeping just about anywhere he pleases

He’s no where near as bad as that Diasomnia weirdo

but he’s quite the master at catnaps

With such power comes the responsibility of his to know who was there before him

Point being he knows where he sleeps 

And he won’t deny or confirm that he knew what he was doing when you plopped down on his face

The feeling of the Lion’s inhale has you shooting up in embarrassment as you try to apologize

“Oh! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

“Don’t back out now, herbivore. Commit.”

You’ll think he’s joking as you try to leave with your dignity intact

But he’s not letting you

“Let go! Leona please! C’mon, I know you didn’t fall asleep with your hand holding my pants! Leona!” 

He snuggles into the couch to hide his smirk as he pulled you along 

He’d appreciate it if you didn’t hold back on your intimacy with him

The sooner the better

“Oi Herbivore either sit where your supposed to or get to sleeping. I’m not letting you go…ever.”

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul doesn’t have many times where he doesn’t have his glasses on

Being on land can do that to your eyes 

But he’s not completely blind 

And with his new contacts it makes it a lot easier to see 

“Oh wow Azul you look so different without your glasses.” 

He preened at your attention

Happily walking slowly in the same direction as you so he could keep talking to you

“Well I’ve recently been offered these contacts from the organization that helps students from the Coral Sea. I figured I’d give it a try.”

Since he had gotten you to work some days in the Monstro Lounge he’s happily taking advantage 

It also kept the most…persistent followers of yours on his radar

“Well its nice to see your eyes. You always see them from behind the glasses and they look gorgeous that way but your on full-blast now.”

Azul lets himself shiver in delight before habitually moving to push his glasses up

“R-really thank you!”

“Buuut it seems even you miss it!”

“Even? You miss my glasses?”

“Well, yeah there just so you…y’know?”

For a moment it was the most beautiful moment of his life

And then a patron spills something on the floor that has you flying

Now typically he’s no hero 

But this was you

And he may have mistaken his body for one of his tentacles

Nonethelss his face is being sat on and your both squabbling to stand up and away from each other

You might run into the kitchen in embarrassment definitely passing by the gawking and giggling tweels

Azul is no better, running to his office to try and relax 

He’s crying as…he relieves himself

Replaying the feeling of your warmth on his face

And the comforting hold of your thighs around his head

“(Y/n)...I can’t even handle a mere compliment from you!”

Wouldn’t be surprised if he made a contract with sitting on his face as a stipulation

“This is purely for business reasons but your going to have to do this again…I mean that is if you want Grim’s debt to be nullified.”

Jamil Viper

Jamil’s pretty agile 

As a servant of many talents this but a single trait

Which makes basketball for him so easy

And he’s so happy he gets to share that with you

“I haven’t played this in so long. I’ll doubt I’ll be much help.”

“No worries (Y/n). I’m sure by just being here you make things better…kind of like a lucky charm.”

And he’s right just because he’s having fun watching you dribble the ball around makes him much more eager to make a fool of everyone on this team

And he does smiling internally at the clubmates falling as he jukes them

He’s guarding you from the more..determined club members 

Trying his best to keep these heathens them from rubbing up on your back and front as they try to block/guard

He’s doing so much better

Thriving off the way you rely on him to so much as throw the ball to someone else

That’s why he’s the one who is lovingly being your cushion at the moment

You jumped to make a dunk on the hoop

This was fine

You hung on a bit longer making you swing

That was fine too

Finally letting go to land

That’s fine

But he could already tell your footing would be wrong and you’d fall on your butt

That was perfect

“Oh! Oh my gosh! Jamil are you okay?”

He smiled under the smother of your behind 

When you finally got up he waved it off

“No worries (Y/n), really but if you really want to apologize how about you spend the night in Scarabia. We still have that spare room from the last time.”

Two rewards in one day, he deserved a treat or two

Vil Schoenheit

“Uhhh Vil? I really don’t get why you have to uh inspect the outfit like this..”

“Didn’t you hear me before? I need to see the way it’ll fit on a live model.”

“Yes but why this way!”

You were wearing a dress with frills, a cutesy design you’d sooner see on Epel then yourself

He demanded it’d be you

Why?

“Obviously you have the body type I need to pull this off. Now stay still.”

He was supposedly sewing something under the skirt giving him a shrouded view with the thin barriers of your underwear

When you originally protested he scoffed about how he was a professional

Which completely juxtaposed the blushing model between your legs

He admitted this was very Rook-esque but this was an opportunity he just wouldn’t miss

“Now lower yourself I must inspect this seam closer.”

You whimper as his hand grazed your thigh

You do as he says hoping no one comes barging into the room

“Closer!”

“C-closer?!”

“Did I stutter?”

You try to ultimately losing your balance and sitting on his Vil Schoenheit’s face

When you try to crawl away he’ll hold the skirt of your dress pretending to sewing a loose seam before releasing you

He tells you to change and that your free for the day

Refusing to turn around to look at you as you quickly slipped out

When your gone he’ll move to his vanity mirror

Smiling as he registers the smudging of his make up

“Well isn’t that nice. They’ve taken evidence of me home with them…a minor step but one towards the right direction.”

He eyes the pink bubbling potion in the rear view of his mirror

“All in due time, my beauty. All in due time.”

Malleus Draconia

“Do it again.”

Its an accident so they all say+

He likes appearing behind you because your surprised face is cute

But recently you had joined him in stargazing 

With both of you joining one another on the dewy grass of night

He decided to just get a head start already laying on your favorite spot in the grass

Not even bothered by the way you backed away from the tray you had set up with your hot drinks

“Woah! Tsuno? Dude! What are you doing?”

You immediately stand up catching yourself so fast

He was a prince for seven’s sake!

But your met with that determined look on his face as he repeats it

“Sit on me again, (Y/n).”

“B-but thats really–”

“(Y/n).”

So pushing aside your bashful tendencies you try to hold yourself just above his face 

Hoping that would satisfy him

It did not 

“Child of Man! Do you think me so weak not to be able to take it?! Sit. On. Me.” 

His magic flares around him as he demands you let your full weight on him

And who are you to deny him

Especially when some unknown pull has you doing exactly as he says

If you give a dragon a taste of cake 

you musn’t deny him a slice

who are we kidding he's gorging himself on all of it

[liannelara-dracula]

Yuma Mukami NSFW Alphabet Hcs

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Prompt

Requests are open

Rules

Warning:

nsfw

Links;;;

Azusa

Kanato

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A

Aftercare—What does he do?

Something he has gotten better about.

Once he learns about his partner enough, he’ll know how far he needs to go.

He’s not very big on aftercare in general, though.

He really won’t say much after either so not much pillow talk other than the fact that you might now be having his kids.

He teases a little bit, but he’s really just ready to do some other activity like gardening since he’s sure you’ll just fall asleep.

He has so much energy.

“Guess I wore you out huh?” He’d smirk, causing you to look away and not give an answer as you laid down on the bed, he hovered over.

“What’s the matter, cat caught your tongue?”

“S-shut up. Ahh!” You’d scream due to his hand yanking you by the ankle towards him.

Or even convos like:

“Hey, Lil Pig.” He’d say, laying beside you in the bed.

“Yeah?”

“So how many little pigs do you think that makes?” He’d smirk causing you to turn red.

“Yuma!” You’d scold, throwing a pillow at him.

Mostly he’s lying down beside you for a little and then decides to shower with you. 

Although if you can’t walk or prefer a bath he’ll get one going, but he’s going to join.

He’ll help wash your hair though and he’s really good at soothing your scalp.

And he usually helps you wash, but he’s rather rough. And with Yuma, you can best bet it gets sexual.

Possibly gets to another round.

“I could go for another.” He’d smirk, nibbling your ear while gripping your hips.

Anal—Is he into it?

Yes. But he would only carry this out if his partner consented and if everything went exactly as he thought.

Also since this isn’t carried out as much as it is fantasized he probably won’t do it.

But he thinks about it.

B

Boobs or Butt—What does he prefer?

Ass, all the way.

Like boobs could be there he’ll take ‘em but it’s the butt that matters.

Bc he wants something he can grab.

Like all it takes is for you to bend down and he’s already getting horny af.

No, honestly, you don’t need to bend down just walk by him.

He tries not to think about it, but not even two seconds later he’s hovering over you.

He clutches your ass often and slaps it a lot.

I mean, you have butt bruises if not his own handprint on your ass.

Though when he gives your ass a firm and tight squeeze, it means he’s really in the mood.

Something he loves to see is seeing different underwear on your butt too.

He likes the ones with all the straps.

Like, as long as it’s sexy he’s all for it.

He will make an excuse just to clutch your ass.

He loves any form-fitting clothes too so he can see and admire those curves you got.

You can expect that when you sleep beside him his hand will be on your ass.

Even if you’re just in the kitchen his way of greeting is grabbing your ass with his hands.

His hands are really big, so he grabs your ass without a problem.

If you are insecure or think you’re butt is big, he’ll tell you it's not even that big.

He’ll tell you he wants it bigger.

“What you got here ain’t enough.”

Body part—Favorite body part?

If it’s not your ass, then thighs bc they go hand in hand, but really it’s your ass.

He loves grabbing it and never gets enough.

It always gets him.

He loves your thighs too bc he can grab them.

Oh yes, he would bite your hips too.

Boner—What got him to this?

Your butt, just by it being perky in pants or highlighted in an outfit.

Or by bending down or having it near him in some way.

Especially if it touches him, like if you rub against him he gets really turned on.

You getting angry works for some reason. Like a lot.

Oh, if you sit in his lap and move a lot he is going to get hard.

If you don’t want him to rail you it’s best to not be around him lol.

Even by just you being around him he can get horny.

Sometimes he’s literally ripped your clothes off because he wants to fuck and because of that he gets turned on especially when you try to cover yourself.

If you whimper, oh god he is really fucking horny and literally will throw you all around the room.

Like a simple whine or complaint from you is enough to get him hard.

Especially if he is trying to give you a back massage and you start to moan accidentally and tense up.

He’ll find it very suggestive, “there’s another way to massage your whole body, babe.”

if you just back hug him, that can get him hard, especially if your chest presses into his back since he can feel it.

And I think if you’re just shy or embarrassed about something he’ll find it hella amusing which leads him to get aroused.

C

Cum—Things relating cum

He has a lot to offer and more than enough to give you babies.

He tries to get you to come first but even if he cums first doesn’t mean he will stop.

He won’t stop until you want to stop.

Yuma makes sure he really gets his time out of this. 

He does appreciate it if you cum a lot during sex with him. 

Preferably at least 3 times.

If you do like 5 or more he really likes that. He feels like he’s done his job or something.

Plus he loves to tease you about it.

“You worn out, Lil Pig?” He’d chuckled, seeing you catch your breath.

Contraceptives—Any protection?”

It's mainly up to you.

He would most likely just use a condom but is okay with you using the pill as well if you want.

To have sex with you, he’s really into you, so I think he wouldn’t mind a baby since he also has a breeding kink anyway (even though that kink doesn’t necessarily mean that).

“I’m always ready to make mini pigs with my lil pig.” He’d smirk, causing you to hit his arm playfully in response to his teasing.

“Yuma.” You’d whine, wanting him to stop.

“What? You don’t want my seed to make little pumpkins?” He’d tease.

“Stop saying it like that!” You’d laugh and hit his arm playfully.

“What’s wrong with it?”

“It’s gross!”

“No, it ain’t, it’s the truth.”

D

Duration—How long is one session itself? Are there rounds?

Long, like 9 or 13 minutes. And yes, there are rounds, he has too much energy.

It just wears you out.

He has like four rounds at least.

If they last longer, he has fewer rounds. if they are shorter, he will have more rounds.

Although sometimes he just goes many rounds and each for a long time so you spend maybe over 30 mins in the bedroom with him.

Especially if you two are looking to have kids.

He will just continue to bug you.

Probably like, even a couple times out of the day.

Denial/dirty secret—Something they won’t admit or a sexual fantasy they won’t share?

It might be the anal idea I mentioned it sorta depends on what his girl is like.

If she is more shy in nature, he may not mention it to her, so that way she won’t shy away.

If she is shy and maybe submissive, he doesn’t like to admit that he actually finds it cute and isn’t annoyed by it.

He usually will just smirk because it turns him on to be in charge.

Another secret: If you say you’re done/tired, he respects it and won’t bother her for another round even though he’s still pretty horny, he just wouldn't tell her because he knows she has like no energy left. This is in the beginning but the more he’s with you, he realizes he can voice his thoughts and that you’ll listen.

Yuma doesn’t normally keep secrets in the bedroom at all; he is quite open even if you're not.

He’s so open you tell him TMI sometimes, mainly because he can get graphic and embarrass you.

“But babe, I want you to know everything.”

“Yeah, but it’s embarrassing.” You’d say, averting your eyes.

“It ain’t embarrassing. You look good as hell naked, and I happen to know what you look like really well.”

“Yeah, but you don’t need to describe what it looks like!”

“I thought you like all them poets. I’m just looking at art.” He’d smirk, spreading your legs apart further.

“Yuma, please, it’s embarrassing.” You’d complain, covering your blushing face with your hands as you tried to close your legs together as well.

He probably has thought about role play but wouldn’t pursue but does think about it.

He has no shame tbh so not really any secrets.

Degradation/Dirty talk—Into either one or both? How is this done?

Maybe I feel like he doesn’t understand it that much.

Like he knows what it is but I don’t think he would degrade a woman he loves.

However, if he doesn't consider her anything, then he may use it.

Dirty talk, yes, but to some degree. I don’t think it would be cringing. He’s kinda creative about it.

Like it’s not the basic “you like that?”

It’s more like he’s teasing you about something. It always makes you blush or have your eyes go wide, which he loves.

“You look nice on me.”

Or “You fit perfectly.”

E

Experience—Have they done it before?

No, he hasn't canonically, which makes no sense to me. 

Rejet is lying to us.

But honestly, he doesn't mind that he is, and he’d tell you about it without feeling weird.

You'd probably be way too shocked to hear this because he doesn't come off as a virgin to you.

"Well, babe, I'm virgin.” He’d grin looking at you which caused you to smile and shake your head.

You'd laugh, thinking he was joking, "Stop lying."

“Babe, I'm serious.”

"Yuma, you can't be a virgin. It doesn't make sense."

Although after a thorough explanation, it turns out he wasn't joking. You were shocked since he didn’t seem to act like it at all.

“I’ve been saving it for a while now, but now I won't be.” He smirked, causing you to blush.

“Yuma!”

He’d also want you to know what your first was like if you’ve done it too.

“I’m not sharing who I had my first time with that’s embarrassing!” You’d argue, looking at Yuma as you weren’t on agreement with this conversation.

“But babe, it don’t matter. I won’t judge.”

“It was with one of my ex’s.” You’d say ignoring the subject.

“Damn, girl you don’t want to give no details. Alright, that’s fine. My performance will be better though.” He’d smirk, giving you a wink as he pulled you in.

“Stop!!” You’d complain but with a smile as you couldn’t put up with his jokes.

F

Fingering—Will they do it? How often? How many fingers?

Oh yes, he’s all for it.

It's very often if not all the time.

Sometimes he just likes to finger if he can’t do everything at that given moment since you two are in a time crunch.

His hands are really large, so it would not surprise me if you thought he stuck in two fingers instead of one.

Yuma will probably only use two fingers when he feels like testing you but normally it's one since it's usually what you can put up with.

He has tried to do three but you always push his hand away to stop him. He does it mainly to see your reflexes kick in.

“Don't even think about it, Yuma. We've been over this."

Apart from this he loves surprising you with this and always gets a reaction out of you.

Mostly cause he never tells you anything, he just slips his finger in without a thought.

So he's able to hear you gasp which really gets him going.

Plus the view of your body as well as your facial expressions really get him.

“You squirming so much, hold still!”

“I can’t!” You’d exclaim.

After seeing that you move a lot, he holds you in place. Obviously it can’t be hard for him to do. And then ever since then there usually isn’t a problem. Except for when you can’t take much more of it.

Fangs—Does he bite you? How often does he use it? Where else does he use his teeth?

Yes, he will bite you for sure during any session. And I do not mean the playful bite.

Sure, he definitely adds that in as he likes to playfully bite your ear and stuff.

But he also bites you for blood because he wants more energy.

“Yuma, you just had some.” You’d complain.

“It ain’t enough. Besides, I need the energy if we gonna make lil ones.” He’d smirk, biting into your neck without thought.

He bites you a lot for energy but to be playful he loves biting your ear, neck, lip, hips, and thighs.

G

Generosity—Are they a giver or a receiver? Or both? Why?

He’s a big-time giver and does not enjoy receiving as he does with giving.

Yuma once told you he likes giving because he feels he’s receiving by tasting you.

To which your face grew hot as you pushed his face away with your hand, “Shut up!”

He is the one in charge, and he’s all over it, so he’s a big giver.

“I’m generous to my girl.” He’d smirk, making you laugh.

“Don’t say that!”

Of course, he never listens and only continues to embarrass you to the core. "I’m so generous, I spoil you.”

H

Hair—How well groomed? Is he okay with body hair?

He probably is decent but probably not much maintenance but it’s also because he doesn’t mind it if you don't shave either.

Even leg hair, he’s fine with it.

“I like my women natural.”

So yes, he’d fuck you with your leg hair. He doesn’t give a damn.

Hickies—Where does he leave marks? Is he okay with being marked?

Neck, back, stomach, HIPS, thighs.

He loves putting them all over

And his hickeys are pretty good-size

He doesn’t mind having them either, mostly because he can tease you about it.

“Man, you just couldn’t help yourself, but that’s alright.”

“Yuma!”

"What? This shows you into me. And that’s good; it means I’m doing my job right.”

I

Intimate—Is it rough, dirty or sweet?

Rough and dirty.

Do you know how messy the sheets get?

He just doesn't care, and the whole room is a mess; your clothes are all over the room, and so are his.

And the bed sheets are coming off.

The headboard has nail imprints and scratches.

And the bed has really been broken into.

The bed frame has been repaired too sometimes, and Yuma fixes it in the garage. So Ruki has seen him fix it countless times, he doesn’t ask because he already knows what's going on.

It gets so rough you’ve even fallen off the bed.

By now Yuma catches you before that happens.

But don’t think he won’t laugh if you fall off and get hurt.

He did the first time and couldn't help but tease you.

“What happened? Can’t keep up, lil pig?”

Ignorant—Are they able to tell if their partner is giving signals?

Yes, all the time.

In fact, he does more than what you hoped/asked for.

He also will misread and think you're in the mood.

"Oh, I see how it is, you've been waiting for me.” He'd smirk, pulling you in by your waist.

"No, that’s not what I’m asking" You'd sigh.

"There ain't no need to be shy, girl. I’m all for it.” He'd chuckle picking you up and throwing you onto the bed playfully.

"Ah-Yuma!" You'd yelp as you didn't expect it.

J

Jerk off—Are they the type?

No, he tells you you're the key.

Doesn’t really enjoy nor find much use to it.

“I don’t enjoy it like I enjoy you, babe.”

He may try it if he's desperate but even then, he’ll just wait.

He has done it, but he stops halfway through because it's just boring to him.

When this happens, he will bug you to have sex with him.

"Yuma, I'm a little busy."

“Five minutes, little pig."

“You never take five minutes.” You’d say with your arms crossed.

“Alright, I’ll be honest, I at least need ten.” He’d admit with a grin making you roll your eyes at him.

K

Kinks—What are some main kinks they have?

No warning--Pushing himself in without a second thought. (Of course, he has your consent, but he does catch you off guard because he doesn’t ease his way in after doing this so many times with you.)

Size kink--This is a big one. He loves it so much that you are shorter and just smaller than him.

Even though he doesn’t talk about it much, he really likes it.

But he does get off to you being tiny compared to him, and he is just manhandling you.

Hair pulling -- When you do it to him and vice versa.

Spanking -- He just likes to leave a mark but its not excessive.

Biting -- Bite his lip that will keep him.

And he will literally embarrass you about it afterward because he loves it that much.

Dominating him/riding him -- He also really likes it when you push him down if you top him. Seeing his girl in charge turns him on.

Mysterious -- He's also into the fact if you try to hide your emotions a bit and keep things a mystery with him.

Ropes & Bondage -- You are tied up, not him. Probably just your wrists with some rope, and if you are croquette girly he’d even use some of the ribbons you have. 

Blood Play -- Actually likes getting a drink from his partner because he says it gives him energy. So you might feel his fangs a couple of times.

Vocal — especially loves it when you whine and how you moan or gasp at something unexpected.

L

Lighting—Lights or no lights?

Whatever you want.

But maybe none because he likes to find you in the dark.

Sometimes he wants to see you completely so the lights are on.

Cause I mean, he does have sex during the day with you because with Yuma, there is no time.

He'll especially want to try it during sunrise or sunset.

Location—Have a post right here

M

Motivation—Turn-ons

Form-fitting clothes. If your ass is in a tight skirt, he is instantly turned on.

If you say something that could be mistaken for something that's dirty then he'll immediately tease you for it and get horny about it.

You being mad at him gets him turned on.

Sitting on his lap, especially if you shift on him a lot.

You bend down in front of him.

If your bodies are really close together that gets him.

If you bite his lip, no joking, you have invited this man to have sex with you. Don’t do this unless you mean it!

Facial expressions, if he does something to you and you give a reaction he is going to get worked up.

If you are prone to tripping and accidentally touch him, he really loves that.

N

Nudes—Are they the type to send them/ask for them?

No. Doesn’t send them.

Wouldn't really ask for them; he only teases about it.

“Hey girl, you gotta keep me posted.”

But he’d love them as a gift or something.

He’d definitely be horny by it.

So as soon as you're home, you better realize what you’re in for.

No—Turn offs

Choking or hitting you.

The only thing he has ever slapped is your ass but nothing else.

He’s not into toys. May accept a vibrator for you from time to time.

Soft stuff that's just like super vanilla; it just bores him.

O

Orgasms—How often do they do it? Is it before or after their partner?

It's often and tends to be after you, given he's a vampire, but in general, he has a lot of stamina and strength.

Sometimes it's at the same time.

"Huh, guess we're in sync."

You do this more than he does, it's mostly cause he doesn't stop stimulating you.

He says his goal is to get you to do it 9 times in the same night.

Orgasm Denial/Overstimulation—Into it? If so, how often? Is it done to them or done to their s/o?

Yeah, he likes it but doesn't use it all the time. He uses it spontaneously, so you don't know when he'll use it because he doesn't have a pattern for sex. Something is always different. 

It's often, but not too often.

And it's done to you, of course, that's where he finds the joy.

Doesn't like being edged because he says you deprive him enough by not having sex with him all the time.

Plus, he enjoys toying with you the most.

Oral—Giving or Receiving? How often?

He gives a lot, and he loves giving.

Doesn't mind the receiving, but he doesn’t get the same joy he does when he's eating you out, so he probably doesn't do it.

Eating you out was something he added later into the mix.

Ever since he tried it, he couldn't stop.

It was something so random that he thought of doing. It started with fingering you unexpectedly and went further.

You didn’t think it’d ever go to that but it did, he just gave you a look before going under your skirt. So you could’ve stopped if you didn’t like it.

He grips your thighs tightly cause he doesn’t want you giving out on him so soon.

At first he pushed apart your knees but

P

Pace—Are they fast and rough or slow and sensual?

He’s fast and rough

And he will never change

This is what he wants and that’s it

If you are riding him he will tease you about being slow, but he’s kidding of course.

Position—What’s their favorite and most used?

Used missionary like most for its effectiveness.

But Yuma does enjoy his girl having a good time by riding him.

“You look nice on me.”

He loves having you top even if he’s dominant.

In fact he’s still dominant when you ride because he guides you to help out, especially if your tired or if he’s found a specific spot and knows how he can hit it, then he’s controlling it.

And even when he’s not guiding you he sets the pace so he’s in charge.

He mostly a location guy. He is not against doing it standing up he’s totally ok with it.

Polygamy—Would they have threesome+?

No

Q

Quirks—Something they do that you have to deal with?

Has a habit of putting himself in without giving you a heads up.

Stopping during fingering if you close your eyes.

He talks dirty to you very openly and without shame.

Putting your legs over his shoulders which can be painful or just in general when spreads your legs apart, he puts them really far apart.

He will randomly bite you as well which he loves to do because he will hear you gasp

Quickie—Are they okay with them, or do they only want a full session?

Wants the full thing, but if it's all he can get, sure.

He has these from time to time and is not good at hiding it.

They start to become more often the more he does it because Yuma is mostly focused on “release” more than just pleasure.

So this means you screw with your clothes on or half on a handful of time.

But if he has the choice and time he likes that you are fully naked with him.

If it’s a quickie that means he won't have time to do that.

R

Risk—Willing to try something new or open to getting caught?

He doesn’t mind, but if it's on your mind, you have to ask him.

If you don't tell him he's not gonna be able to tell.

Usually, he brings something new.

And doesn't care if he's caught very much.

Unless Kou walks in, then he’s annoyed.

He’s fine if someone sees him, but he just doesn’t want people to see your body.

That’s why he's usually on top and keeps your body pressed to his and he’s basically hiding you with his much bigger build.

It’s not on purpose. It’s just size difference.

S

S/D—Sub or dom?

Dom all the way

Nothing about him is sub, even if you’re on top.

You are the sub, no matter what.

T

Talkative—Do they talk or have casual conversations with you?

No, he’s pretty quiet. He doesn’t say much unless he really has to tell you something.

Like he might say your name.

And very rarely, he will tell you that it’s good by saying “damn.”

Toys—Do they like/use them? On you or on themselves?

Nope, not his thing.

At the most, he’d use a vibrator on you but this would be extremely rare.

He finds that his fingers do a better job than the vibrator.

So he doesn’t find much use in it.

U

Unfair—How do they tease? How often is it?

He teases all the time and its honestly about anything.

Sometimes he’ll say something either times its physical.

Physically speaking he slows down, especially during fingering because he knows how vulnerable you are.

If you got the hiccups he’d be such an asshole to you about it and tell you that he’ll stop because of it.

He doesn’t like it if you’re trying to be quiet. So he will go harder and move your hand away from your mouth.

Sometimes he will make it seem like he’s going to have sex and then he’ll just stop to get a reaction out of you.

V

Vocal/volume—How loud? Moans, groans, or whimpers? 

He is so loud, like even if you are loud, he is REALLY loud.

Like you have had to cover his mouth, well tried to.

Hell, you’ve even nudged him during sex to be quieter because his brothers can hear him very clearly.

But he’ll just ignore you and move your hand away.

If you try to cover your mouth so your not very loud he only tries to make you scream more.

“There’s no point in covering your mouth, lil pig. You’re going to scream anyways.”

Sometimes he’ll tease you thinking its a game, “Oh I get it, you’re challenging me.” He’d chuckle.

He only groans, hardly ever moans.

You may be the sheer contrast by being all soft whimpers and moans. Which he’d be all for it.

His partner is fairly quiet compared to him. Like he is loud in general forget when he’s having sex.

W

Wildcard—Some special things they do specifically?

Gives oral underwater, I have headcanoned this with @mikalara-dracula

Rips clothes off, not a good thing but something he does specifically

Is really nice to you afterwards and would do anything for you. So like you are allowed to wear his clothes

Although it will look like a dress on you.

Licks you--this is rare, like very rare if his biting gets pretty serious or if hes really in the mood.

He picks you up a lot and throws you onto the bed.

This is also rare sometimes he puts a hand over your eyes to surprise you.

X

X-ray—How big are they?

Uhhhhh, do I really have to explain myself for my thinking here.

Most definitely bigger than average given his height and build.

7 inches

6.8 inches????? Or 6.9 which can estimate to 7

Y

Yearning—Sex drive level

So damn high 📈

He wants to do it like all the time.

And even if he’s not thinking about it if you suggest it he’s in the mood for it.

He does not want to wait too long for it.

Will tell you if he feels like you're depriving him.

Z

Zzz —Do they sleep after? What do they do?

No he’s up and probably might garden afterwards.

Especially if you fall asleep because you need the rest he leaves you to relax and keeps himself busy with the garden.

He may not seem nice but he’s nice enough to put a blanket over you if you’re sleeping.

And leave a kiss on your forehead before he goes outside to focus on the plants.

If you are a awake he asks you what you want to do.

Would braid your hair and is actually good at it. 

Probably pigtails.

He’d even put a ribbon in it.

“It’s pretty.” You’d smile.

“Yeah, yeah, now don’t think I’m doing this all the time.” He’d say, his hands leaving your hair.

He may ask if you want to eat to which kinda ruins the mood.

“Yuma, you’re killing the mood!”

“What! I gotta make sure my little pig is eating.”

“Yeah but not now!” You’d laugh, shaking your head at his response.

Sometimes he will be quiet when he’s with you until he gets your attention and you’re looking at him.

“Another round?”

You’d look down about to laugh and cover your mouth, “I’m tired, but maybe later.” 

He’d smirk, seeing you didn’t refuse. “Hmm, okay.”

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⁀➷ ˖ STARRY NIGHTS

notes ─── happy birthday to @v-anrouge

VIL SCHOENHEIT ─ shooting stars and new feelings ♡ fluff, pining/new feelings, male reader, lowercase intended, you guys don't talk a lot but the feelings are there

since arriving in twisted wonderland and taking residece in the old dorm, you'd often find yourself sitting downstairs in the lounge or standing on the doorstep, starring up at the stars. ─ you're not quite sure why you've started doing it. ─ homesickness? maybe. or perhaps it was a just a matter of boredom one night that had somehow made itself into something of a routine.

sometimes when grim decided he would make sleeping alongside him difficult, spreading himself out across the bed and leaving you only the smallest bit of room on mattress (such a cat, despite how much he denied it) you'd push him and sigh, before getting up to sleep in the lounge, watching the stars. or when falling asleep was difficult and you'd find yourself staring at the mirror, you'd sneak off to sit on the doorstep and look up at the sky. and sometimes, you just felt like standing in the doorway to stare up at the sky, no reason other than to look at the lights dotting the dark.

sometimes a certain fae would stumble across you during his late night gargoyle viewing walks, he usually never stayed too long, watching the stars for only a moment before disappearing, likely off to examine whatever gargoyle he wanted to look at that night. most of the time, however, you were alone.

tonight, however, was different.

you'd gotten close to the housewarden of pomefiore, perhaps because of his overblot, or the time he used your dorm as a sort of camp. either way, he had become someone you'd go as far as to call a friend. (and you think that sentiment was returned, if him choosing to seek you out and invite you to lunch or the dorm occasionally, meant anything.)

you happened to be at pomefiore when you realized how late it was, the sun already beginning to set when you said goodbye to rook and epel and picked a sleeping grim up into your arms.

"i'll walk with you."

"huh," you blinked at vil, the sudden offer catching you off guard. but you shook your head and nodded nonetheless, "oh, okay."

after grabbing the rest of your stuff, you followed after vil as he left the dorm and made his way toward the mirror. a rush of tiredness settled in your bones as you walked, the day finally hitting you now that the sun no longer hovered above and the moon settled in its place. grim slept soundly in your arms, and although you were used to his weight from his habit of climbing up on your shoulder, it wasn't great to have to carry him from one dorm to another.

you did your best to keep up with vil, silence settling between you two. ─ you had run through your social reserves for the day, and making conversation seemed like too much work to put yourself through (or maybe you were just tired and didn't know what to say.) so you let the lack of conversation carry on until you were almost to your dorm.

something led you to look up, and you were met with the familar sight you'd watch almost every night. stars dotted the sky in patterns and random ─ and out of the corner of your eye you noticed one fly by. you hadn't realized you stopped to stare as more joined the first, the sky shocked by the occasional star that shot across it.

"ortho did say there was a chance for shooting stars." vil said, startling you for a moment. you glanced over at him as he took place beside you, staring up at sky just as you had been.

"really?" you asked half-heartedly, not really looking for an answer, and turned your attention back to the sky.

vil was, admittedly, lost on the topic of crushes and romance. he's never held feelings of affection that sturred in romance of any kind. he's never liked anyone; he's never had a interest of the sort that developed into a crush. ─ and he's never cared for it, focused on his career and school.

but vil has come to realize something ─ only recently. and he's found a bit of struggle in accepting it.

vil schoenheit believes he's come to fall for the ramshacle prefect, it was just a simple crush for now. ─ but even so, even if his feelings weren't all that serious (and he hoped they weren't) a part of him didn't want to believe they were there. ─ maybe it was because you were from different worlds (quite literally), or maybe because, if you did feel the same, things could get out of hand if you tried to explore anything, and risk revealing it to the public (seven knows how much of a field day the press would have).

or maybe he was just scared. he's never felt something like this, and he's not quite sure what to do about it.

but vil wouldn't let his complicated feeings get in the way of his friendship with you ─ it would be rude of him to suddenly pull away from you because his feelings for you may be blossoming into something no longer very platonic.

it's why he offered to walk you back to your dorms ─ as a good friend.

but then you stopped walking, no longer at his side. he stopped to look at you, only to find you staring up at the sky taken over by a shower of shooting stars. he remembered ortho commenting about the chance of shooting stars during a club meeting ─ but vil hadn't expected to see any.

a moment passed, standing beside you as the two of you continued starring up at the sky, your dire beast companion hardly stirring and leaving you in silence. ─ vil wondered if you liked stargazing, or maybe you were just interested in the shooting stars.

"do you believe in wishing on a star?" he asked ─ although he isn't quite sure why.

"i don't know." you answered alongside a lazy shrug. you didn't remove your attention from the shooting stars even as you asked in return, "do you?"

vil took a moment to answer, "maybe."

you watched as one more star shot past, before lowering your head with a roll of your neck to relieve any ache, looking over at vil, "let's go?" you asked him, and vil nodded, joining your side as you began the rest of the way to ramshackle.

you hadn't stopped all that far from your dorm, so it didn't take long to find yourself in front of the gate.

you turned to vil, adjusting your grip on the direbeast still sleeping in your arm, ready to wish him goodnight, although he beat you to it. "goodnight prefect." he said as he pushed open the gate for you, sending a kind smile as you entered.

you hummed, "goodnight vil."

happy birthday aster <3 hope you like

[thyln4gf]

505

✞ Once again, Im back with the short little blurbs! This time, theyre rather cute and adorable, and are about some of my favourite drivers, a song assigned for each. (I have synesthesia).

✞ Word count - 2,8k

✞ Drivers included - Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Max Verstappen, Daniel Ricciardo, Logan Sargeant, Charles Leclerc, Carlos Sainz, Lewis Hamilton, Sebastian Vettel, Jenson Button.

✞ (P.S. - lemme know if you dont see any of your favs. Im more than happy to write something <3)

Lando Yeswins - 505, arctic monkeys

"No!" Your shriek rings out through the air of the somewhat empty room, quickly followed by both of your giggles, as Lando has launched himself into you, picking you up. The man has missed you so, so much. He didnt even think it was possible. Hed spend his free time with looking at pictures of you, wishing that he could feel that skin against his, and... smell it, really. Now, that he has finally gotten the chance...

Your back makes contact with the couch, Lando still clinging to you tightly, and just plopping on top of you. He buries his face into your chest, drawing a deep breath to take in your scent... But you smelled like... him??

"Baby... have you been living in my clothes?" He asks, amusement laced into his tone. His face was still buried right where his favourite place was, though.

Silence from your end. One awkward chuckle later, you burst into another fit of giggles, followed by the heat that rose to your cheeks. You werent so sure if it was the man making you blush, or him being a damn human radiator doing the trick. Either way, you didnt mind - the golden retriever goofball of a man was excited to close the distance between you two again. A little too excited, even.

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Oscar Leclerc Piastri - teenage dream, katy perry

Him. You. Both of you. A lot of people have called you the dream team, and you have seen a lot of jealous tweets. Posts about your relationship in general - people seemed to be suckers for the childhood friends to lovers trope. So much that you could barely keep track of them anymore.

You have incorporated scrolling through the socials, and hunting for cute memes to annoy him, straight into your routine. His dms from you were filled with various kinds of those, mostly a spectrum of cat memes. Yes, a spectrum. You seemed to be unhinged enough to even ask for fun time alone through those. And, to be honest? They always worked on him. Always.

This time, it was no different - you were curled up on the couch, Oscar laying his head on your stomach, trying to nap. You could be seen scrolling, and... yep. Looking for some memes.

You find something else, though, your heart melting at the sight. You cant even hold the 'awwww' in, as much as you wanted to...

"Huh?" Oscar croaks out, rising from his slumber. All he heard was you making some sort of noise, and he instantly realized that he was about to get a phone right up his face. However... he slowly looks up and sees you... crying?

He doesnt say anything, but scoots up slightly instead, his face landing right by your neck. He looks at the little screen... Only to see a picture of two small children, both in race suits, both giggling on a makeshift podium. He quickly comes to the realisation that hes looking at both of you, at one of your first karting competitions together. And its all it takes to make a tear roll down his cheek as well. A happy tear. Hes quick to start kissing yours away, not even hesitating. Your skin tingled at the gentle contact, and you softly chuckle. Thats exactly what he wanted to achieve. A laugh out of those pretty lips of yours.

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Max Verstappen - im yours sped up, isabel larosa

As tough as this man looked out there, in the face of the cameras... he turned into a whiny puddle whenever he was wrapped in your arms. Something about you made him melt each and every time, making him feel safer than ever. Is that because you usually used rather masculine fragrances and smelled like a dad that he never really had? Maybe, maybe...

He was getting his daily dose of cuddles in. This time it was more of a comfort than it has ever been - he didnt do good, and didnt even finish the race. He felt awful.

"Are you going to leave me now?" You suddenly hear a muffled voice, coming from a certain mans face, currently getting buried into your chest.

"Pardon?" You respond, a confused chuckle following the single-word sentence. He wasnt insecure... as far as you knew.

"I said what i said, Liefje... now answer." the man groans, almost making you chuckle again - he was awfully adorable at the moment.

"No, baby, im yours. For life. Have you forgotten?" your voice reminds him, as you slip one of your hands away from his waist, wiggling the fingers not too far from his eyes. He feels you pulling your hand away, the action making him look up slightly, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. That quickly melts away as he sees the engagement ring on your finger, one that he proposed to you with a few days ago.

"Right... i still havent gotten used to that. Sorry, mijn mooie vrouw." He responds, a small, tired smile slipping onto his lips, and you cant help but give him a small peck. You might be a master at making this man blush, but he had the exact same effect on you as well.

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Daniel Ricciardo - Iris, the goo goo dolls

Evenings spent with him on the porch were your all time favourite, easily - especially if it included watching the sunset. In that case, you had two incredibly gorgeous views to rest your eyes upon. And he definitely knew you were staring at him, instead of the pretty orange colours dancing across the sky - he just pretended not to see.

You two were cuddling on the beach chair - your body in his lap, your back to his chest. Hes currently zoned out just a little, honestly. He has adopted the habit of adoring the pretty clouds from you, and pointing out all the interesting shapes. This time, though, you were quicker than him, and an excited 'ooohhh!' coming from your mouth lets him know exactly that.

"Look! That one looks like a honey badger!" you excitedly blurt out, trying to point at the shape with your finger. He follows, and quickly sees what you wanted to show him. The cloud, indeed, is honey badger shaped. You earn a hearty chuckle and one of his grins that you loved oh so much. Yes, those grins.

His arms tighten around your waist, his lips not being able to resist from leaving a trail of kisses on the back of your neck, eventually landing on the back of your head. And you didnt need much more from him - you knew that it was his way of thanking you. By making you feel all warm and giddy inside.

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Logan Sargeant - american teenager, ethel cain

Spring has just started rolling around, leaving you to deal with your allergies. Its not like it was something new, or something serious, but it annoyed you nonetheless.

You two had a date that you were looking forward to all week, but suddenly, you felt like you couldnt live two minutes without having to blow your nose. Great. Logan noticed your mood immediately, so he had offered to watch a movie at home instead. You didnt resist much - you wanted to spend some time with your man, after all.

After cuddling up to him on the couch... You silently thanked for the ridiculous misery of your fate - feeling his body right by yours felt way better than spending time outside. Hearing him quietly breathe by you left you almost ecstatic, the warm air brushing by somewhere on your body, and as of the current case, your hair. Speaking of hair - he liked planting those little kisses to the crown of your head whenever you had your back to him. Almost just as much as looking at your backside.

These little moments reminded you just how far you two have come - it sometimes still felt like you were a pair of awkward teenagers, trying desperately to get over yourself to talk to each other. You still tease him about it, honestly - watching the popular guy at the school blush and giggle was the favourite sight of many.

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Charles Leclerc - k., cigarettes after sex

"Chéri, look! Thats cute, no?" You heard Charles come into the kitchen, cooing at something on his phone. You didnt have the time to turn around and look at him, honestly. So he was forced to come up right behind you to wrap his arms around your waist, his palm softly brushing by your stomach while in the process. You couldnt help but wonder...

1...

2...

Yep, here it is. A gentle kiss to the corner of your jaw. You cant help but chuckle as his lips make contact with your skin, pleasure shooting down your spine almost immediately. He usually stops at one, but he seems to be in a playful mood today - because he doesnt, and continues to trace a line, almost connecting the dots on all your little moles and freckles.

"What is it?" You ask him with a chuckle, trying to distract him. However, you just dont get an answer. Just a phone getting shoved almost right into your face. The video that he wanted to show unpauses, and a scene of a cute puppy running around could be seen. Your heart instantly melts.

Charles seems to notice, because he already looks like a kid on christmas morning.

"Can we... adopt him? I even have a name!" He blurts out excitedly, making you chuckle again. You knew of his passion for dogs... so one wouldnt hurt, right?

You didnt even get to reply before he launched himself into a rant about why getting a dog right now would be a great idea. You just knew that you were going to spend like an hour, just listening to him talk. But you didnt mind - you enjoyed the sound of his voice, and watching the way he speaks with his hands whenever hes excited. It was truly an awfully adorable sight to witness every time.

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Carlos Sainz - good luck, babe!, chappell roan

He had a small ritual of hugging you before his races - he fully, firmly, and truly believed that hes not going to achieve any good results if he doesnt. And, look - it was true, so far. The win in Singapore? In his head, it was all because you initiated a hug that day. His arms had lingered on you for a little longer than they should have been for you two being just friends, but its not like you two minded, at all. You actually craved him and his touch. You craved to feel those hands around you, and to hear his voice murmuring something into your ear. You wanted, no, needed to feel the scent and the warmth of him being so close.

So you never really protested against his idea. In all honesty, it was the most desperate move that someone has ever tried to hit on you with. The most adorable one as well.

If you thought that you were going crazy from him invading every single nook and cranny of your mind... You should have taken a look into his. You and him both knew of the rumours floating around the internet, and all the fans almost straight up telling you two to just make out already. And that has almost happened, and multiple times - one of you always ended up awkwardly pulling away, though. Having him as a friend felt good, but you were sure that having him as a lover would feel like heaven.

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Lewis Hamilton - older, isabel larosa

"Thank you, love." His voice floats through the air of his drivers room, effortlessly reaching your ears, making you blush. Just a little. You had passed him his water bottle - his hands were far too busy with your hips, caressing and squeezing them with great care. His legs were spread a little, you positioned in between them. Yet, it still didnt seem like it was close enough for him - he kept trying to pull you closer, almost desperately tugging on the material of your jeans. A hand of his was now occupied with the water bottle, so he finds that as an opportunity to wrap the other around you fully, bringing you closer, once again. You almost fall over, but you catch yourself with a hand on the wall right besides his head. Helping Lewis train sometimes did help, huh?

"Hey there, easy! I couldve fallen right on top of you!" You had mentioned out loud in mock annoyance, trying hard to keep a chuckle at bay. It was hard to do so, though, because you could see a grin appearing on his lips. No, onto his whole face - the entirety of it would light up whenever he smiled or laughed, melting your heart each and every time.

"Do you prefer to be under me then?" He murmurs as a tease, leaning in to give you a chaste kiss on your neck. He knew that it was one of your ticklish spots - so he had adopted the habit of placing the gentlest kisses of them all right there. They never failed to make you feel flustered and giggly, making sure to spread a blush all over your face. Lewis was just secretly happy that you never seemed to notice his own blush, just like right now.

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Sebastian Vettel - too sweet, hozier

You were sat at your desk in your home office, working late. Again. All sorts of papers were scattered all around you, a pretty decent amount crumpled up and thrown aside as well. At first, youd aim for the trashcan, getting all giddy whenever youd make a shot. But the more time passed, the more you didnt care. You found yourself thinking of the fact that your husband wouldnt be really pleased at your current decision, and you being grateful that hes currently away for a few days. And you just happily continue focusing on your work.

You had focused a little too much, perhaps. Because you didnt hear Sebastian returning home, didnt notice him opening your office door either. You only did that when he spoke up, startling you a decent amount.

"Brought you coffee, schatz." He said, quietly walking to appear by your side, placing the mug down. You smiled at him in appreciation, tilting your head up to look at him. Right as you do so, you get surprised with a forehead kiss. You cant fight the smile that wanted to appear onto your lips, going back to your work. You fully expect Sebastian to protest, to go ahead and try to pull you away from the work. But what does he do instead? He lets his hands meet with your tense shoulders, and gets to gently massaging them, slowly kneading out the knots. No words said. A quiet hum escapes your throat. You two didnt need any words to communicate, really. He understood you on a deeper level, just like you understood him. Isnt it sweet?

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Jenson Button - one of the girls, the weeknd

"Twirl around again?" Jenson requests, making a spinning motion in the air with two of his fingers. You had decided to make him watch your fashion show after the shopping spree of today, just like you usually did. Every time. You thought hed be a little annoyed at you for forcing him to sit down on the couch, basically pushing him backwards right onto it. It was far, far from it - hed even encourage you to go shopping sometimes. 'Honey, its our anniversary next Saturday. Dont you want a new dress?', 'Go get something new, we're going out tomorrow', and 'i think you need to refresh your wardrobe' were phrases that you heard pretty often. And not for the reasons youd think - this man just truly and genuinely enjoyed seeing you smile, and the enthusiasm that would possess your whole being when it came to showing him. You liked to call him a simp, but in his books, that was just being reasonable.

You gladly fulfill his request with a giggle, spinning around to let the skirt of the dress flow around. This one had a great score on both of the 'spinny' and 'shiny' scales, which he learned from you pretty fast. However, he sees you suddenly stop. The surprise on his face is almost as big as yours. However, you quickly gasp and start giggling again, shoving your hands into... some pockets?

"It has pockets!" You excitedly blurt out, turning both of the pockets inside out to show him. That earns a chuckle out of him. You play around with the pockets some more, and start spinning again. As much as Jenson adored your silliness, sometimes. Hed worry about you bumping into things... and it would happen pretty often. But he was always there to baby you, placing gentle kisses around the spot you had just hurt yourself.

[moderndaycassandra]

We're both on the sidewalk, walking opposite directions, about to pass each other.

I look at your hair, gently flowing behind as you walk. I try to turn my gaze away, desperate to not seem like I'm staring, but it's too late. You've already noticed, and as you look me over you spot the lesbian flag pin on my purse. You smile to yourself and slow your pace so our pass takes longer. "I like your pin." you say with a hint of playfulness, pointing to my purse. I follow your finger to the flag and blush "Oh, uh, th-thanks. I like your hair." I stutter, face glowing red. You offer a cheeky smile as we walk by, and I turn my gaze to the sidewalk to hide my rosy cheeks.

The next day, we're at the same place again walking opposite directions. We offer another round of simple greetings and compliments. "Good morning!" "It's a cold one today." "Nice shirt, love that band." "New shoes?" This proceeds every day until the seventh. This time, you come to a full stop. "So, where are you headed?" you ask, taking a couple of steps backwards to stay next to me as I slow my pace and look up, meeting your eyes. They shine with sincerity. "Oh, uh, just getting coffee. There's a little cafe just up the road." Taking the unspoken invitation, you turn on your heel and begin to walk with me. "Yeah? Let me guess, Rose's Garden?" "Uh-huh. The one with the cat." "Mind if I tag along?" My brain bursts into flame as my face erupts a beautiful shade of red. I pull my scarf up nonchalantly to try and cover up. "S-sure." We walk in silence for a couple of steps before you grow bored of it. "So. You go to school here?" "N-no. My friend does and they needed a roommate, so I moved in with them. What about you?" "Yeah. Not quite sure what I want though. Just taking gen-ed for a year or two while I figure it out. I think I want to do something with biology maybe." "Heheh, I'm sure you'll....figure it out." My heart is beating so hard I'm surprised you haven't commented on the noise.

We arrive at the coffee shop and order our drinks. We take a table by the window and talk for twenty minutes or so between sips. We talk about our interests, make jokes, and slowly realize we have a lot in common. This becomes our new daily routine. We walk to the cafe, get coffee, and chat for a while, every day. At some point, we trade phone numbers and begin texting during our free time. Every time I see that little (1) pop up on my phone, the flame of passion ignites; I've just gotten a bit more used to it. After a couple of weeks, we start hanging out. You come to my apartment and I introduce you to my roommate, the next week I come to your house and meet your cat. At some point, we start going out. We never say the word date, but you don't go to roller rinks, mini-golf, cinema, attend weddings, and go to fancy dinners if you're just friends. At least, not this frequently, right?

A year or so later, we're lying on our backs on a grassy hill. The ground is chilled from the autumn air, but that doesn't dissuade us. Our laughter dies down from the last joke you told as we stare at the clouds. I point one out that looks like a giraffe, your favorite animal. I turn my head to see if you're looking. And you are, but not at the cloud, you're looking at me. That same sparkle in your eyes and joy in your smile. "I love you." you say quietly. We've both said it before, plenty of times. But always as friends, purely platonic. This time, it's different. Something about those three words feels different. You mean it. "I-" my throat goes dry, the flame in my brain erupts into an inferno and my arm goes limp, dropping into the grass. The edges of my vision fade away as I stare into your eyes. My face grows redder than it ever has before, only this time I don't try to hide it. "I love you too." You reach an arm behind my head and I reach behind your back as we pull each other close. Time loses all meaning as our lips meet and we kiss for the first time. The singular moment feels like it lasted an eternity, yet it wasn't nearly long enough. You pull away, leaving our lipsticks smeared and mixed.

The next year goes by fairly slowly, not too different from the first. Only now, we're not just friends, we're partners. You're my girlfriend, and I'm yours. The passion and excitement still hasn't died down. Years go by, you graduate college and get a job. I go back to school and get my degree. We have two kids and we watch as they grow up and go through school and find themselves partners, just as we found each other. Decades later, one of us dies, leaving the other alone. Which one is which? It doesn't really matter. By this point, our selves are so ingrained into each other that we're incomplete, merely two parts of a whole, but one part is missing. It isn't long before the other passes, and we rejoin in eternity, a loving embrace that lasts forever.

Then, I blink. We're back on the sidewalk that first day and I'm staring at your hair. You notice, then look at my purse. You open your mouth as if to say something, but decide against it.

We pass each other in silence.

[coffeejellou]

･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.

Here's a quick small preview of chapter 2 that is almost, (kind of, not really..) done! So sorry it's been taking me long to get out, I'll try to get it out before Wednesday, as an apology here you go! Hope you all like it!

Warning! This will include slight nsfw! I stated that in the intro to this story that this whole series WILL include slight nsfw, if you are uncomfortable with that I totally understand if you don't want to read this story anymore ‎♡‧₊˚

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For a while you didn't respond, shocked to hear how much Saiki's voice changed over the years. The last time you heard him actually talk was in middle school. And then he decided it was best to just not talk with his voice at all, using telepathy to talk to everyone now.

You slipped out of your trance after your cat meowed to you, calling your attention back. "H-Huh? O-Oh um sure whatever you need I don't mind doing favors for you y'know? It doesn't bother me-"

"Well it bothers me, anyway look, Nendou asked me, well no, my mom forced me to go to the beach with him, and I don't want to stay with just him and Kaidou."

"Right, and you want me to come along with you? Sure, I don't have anything planned. But I'm kind of surprised, aren't I just another nuisance, as you'd put it?" There was slight teasing behind your tone, and you chuckled slightly.

But despite your laughing, you couldn't stop thinking about his damn voice. How deep it has gotten, it was a lot different from what you usually heard.

Your mind was wandering off into more about his voice..the things he could get you to do with just a couple of little words out of his mouth. God..what would he sound like during s-

"You definitely are one but it'll be less annoying with you there to get me away from all the other nuisances."

"Fine, I'll go. It's not like it won't be fun. Let me just get ready and I'll meet you guys there kay?"

"All right, also, stop thinking lewd things about my voice. Or else I'm never using it again."

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[afterdarkprincess]

Hi lovely 💕

For the sleepover questions:

- Tell us your Solo/Sami headcanons.

- Tell us your CM Punk/Drew headcanons.

- And for good measure please add your Sami/Jey & your Ambreigns headcanons as well while you’re at it.

FMK: Roman, Seth, Mox

FMK: Solo, Sami, Jey

FMK: Punk, Drew, Cody

FMK: Jade, Naomi, Bianca

FMK: Rhea, Liv, Becky

Questions, questions, questions:

- What’s an accomplishment/ thing in your life you’re very proud of?

- Name three things you love about yourself?

- What makes you furious in fandom spaces (your fandom pet peeves so to say)?

- Who was your first celebrity crush? Who’s your latest?

- Who do you adore on this website (aka tumblr crushes)?

- What do you find attractive in a person (physically and personality wise)?

- Favorite story you ever wrote?

- Favorite story someone else wrote?

- Your current favorite song?

- One ingredient/ dish you love and one you despise?

This or that:

- Cats and/or dogs?

- Coffee and/or tea?

- Hiking, cycling or swimming?

- Pizza or pasta?

- Mexican, Chinese or Indian takeout? Or something else?

- Cooking, baking or ordering in?

- Quiet night in or a night out socializing with friends?

- Cold weather or hot weather?

- Pants, skirts or dresses?

This got a little out of hand oops 😂

Feel free to answer whatever you wanna answer and skip whatever you don’t. Or answer everything. Up to you. Happy sleepover!

Hugs and kisses 💖

AHHH Thank you!!!!! I've been so excited all day to get home and hae time to answer these!!

Gonna answer under the cut because I'm sure this will be long lol 💖💖💖

💕Solo/Sami headcanons

I feel like a LOT of my headcanons on Solo and Sami come from one specific fic on AO3- The Solo Man

I love Solo as being selectively mute and/or very shy. I haven't really gotten to explore this with Solo in my fics very much, but I'm really looking forward to doing so.

I do feel like Solo has such a soft spot for Sami (I mean I have eyes) Sami was a real source of kindness for him when he really didn't have that from anyone.

💕CM Punk/Drew McIntyre headcanons

oh noooo my brainrot lol

They're TOXIC as fuck, they bring out the worst in each other. I can't find anything sweet or soft in them, it's obsession, it's raw, it's violent. Possessive and Obsessive.

And they fuck nasty obviously. I tend to prefer Bottom Drew, something so fun about subverting their size difference but I'll eat up anything.

💕Samijey headcanons

Ahhhh I just love them- I feel like a lot of my headcanons POP out in my fics. I feel like Jey Uso is an acts of service guy. I think he does anything and everything to make sure that Sami feels taken care of. This shows up really early on in Devil in the Details and uhhh fun fact I wrote the first part of that fic before I knew that Sami was vegan, hence why there are SO many references to Jey cooking chicken for Sami. It was too integral to how I was having Jey show his affection to take it out, so for that one fic Sami is just no pork not vegan lol

Sami talks ALL the time, and Jey pretends to be annoyed but the constant stream of consciousness is actually so comforting to him. He very rarely has to worry about what Sami is thinking or feeling because he will just tell him.

Jey cut those crop tops so Sami would look at him.

From You're My Keeper (Pull Me Deeper):

“You really like my waist, huh?” he murmured. 

As if to prove his point, Sami sank his teeth into the soft flesh under his bellybutton. “Can’t stop looking at it,” Sami whispered into his skin. “So fucking perfect. Those stupid crop tops are fucking killing me, dude.”

“Really? Hm, I thought so.”

Sami’s head shot up. “You knew?”

Jey blushed. “I guess, I kinda knew you were like… Looking. I guess I thought… Nevermind, this is fucking embarrassing.” He clapped his hands over his face. 

“You thought what?” He felt Sami tugging at his fingers, and Jey reluctantly let his hands get pulled away. Sami had the worst look on his face, smug and bemused. Didn’t he know this was absolute torture?

“I don’t know, I thought maybe if I cut the shirts shorter, then like… You know… You’d look at me more,” Jey pushed out through clenched teeth. Scratch that, this was the worst look. Sami positively beamed, fondness radiating out from him in shameless sunshine rays. If he was a dog, he’d surely be wagging his tail like a maniac. Jey tried not to linger on that thought too long.

“Jesus you are so fucking cute,” Sami wheezed, burying his face into Jey’s chest.

Literally one of my favorite fics ever- I reread it all the damn time. (If the author of this fic is on here?? let me know pls & I'll tag you💖)

And I do think that Sami/Jey switch up who tops and bottoms, but I'm always here for bottom!Jey, sweet pillow princess.

💕Ambreigns headcanons

OO this is a good one- I typically go for Ambrolleigns (bc they all have two hands) or Ambrollins because of my donut sister @elementaldoughnut12 I feel like where Dean and Seth have that very turbulent high passion love, Dean and Roman have a level of like rock solid devotion?? Someone that they can always rely on, coming even closer together after everything fell apart with Seth.

Even more than Seth's betrayal, Dean leaving spurred on the creation of the Tribal Chief. Roman, alone and brokenhearted, left by the man who he thought would never leave him, turns himself into something cold and cruel. Makes himself monstrous, surrounds himself by a cheap copy of what they had.

He wants Dean back, wants it more than anything, but some part of him is terrified that Dean will reject him, will detest what he has become.

💕Fuck, Marry, Kill

FMK: Roman, Seth, Mox

Fuck: Roman (I'm gonna need that tongue baby good lord)

Marry: Mox 100%, I'm gonna need to hit that multiple times, and also I feel like our personalities are really complimentary

Kill: RIP I'm so sorry Seth, please keep serving even in Death

FMK: Solo, Sami, Jey

Fuck: Solo- and he needs to bring the gloves okay? 🥵

Marry: Jey 🩵

Kill: Sami :( I hate to kill my hubby's hubby though

FMK: Punk, Drew, Cody

Fuck: Cody (he's hot, IDK that I'd wanna deal with him all the time)

Marry: CM Punk.... listenn

Kill: Drew- would need to take him out to marry Punk anyway

FMK: Jade, Naomi, Bianca

Fuck: JADE- HELLO?? PLEASE???

Marry: Naomi- Jimmy can come too

Kill: Bianca

FMK: Rhea, Liv, Becky

Fuck: Liv

Marry: Please, please Mami, I'm-PLEASE?

Kill: Becky, RIP girlie

💕Questions, questions, questions:

- What’s an accomplishment/ thing in your life you’re very proud of?

90k words posted on AO3 as of today has me feeling really good. I challenged myself at the beginning of the year to get to 100k by the end of 2024, but even where I'm at now... a year ago I would have laughed at you if you told me that. I've been writing in spits and spurts my whole life, but I really lacked confidence to do anything with my fanworks. I usually didn't even finish them. Before this last year, the most I had written was 2 NaNoWriMo attempts, both sat at around 25-30k and were never completed. And now with the all the support I've gotten here and on AO3, I've had the most creative period in my life. It makes me tear up thinking about it honestly.

- Name three things you love about yourself?

My passion, my sense of humor, and my tits lol

- What makes you furious in fandom spaces (your fandom pet peeves so to say)?

The only pet peeve I really have is like being rude and giving people shit for what they like and don't like?? Like I've been around since the days of Don't Like, Don't Read. If you don't like something, it's not for you, it costs zero dollars to shut the fuck up.

- Who was your first celebrity crush? Who’s your latest?

Oh gosh, so many. I mean the first would definitely be Tuxedo Mask from Sailor Moon 💖💖 Daniel Radcliffe when I got a little older and realized I wasn't going to be able to marry a cartoon. Right now? I mean all of those hot Samoans first of all. Rhea Ripley, obv. Moxley.

- Who do you adore on this website (aka tumblr crushes)?

EVERYONE lol this list is gonna be so long @feelschicken who has been my IRL bestie for like 20+ years at this point, who allowed me to drag her into Wrestling via several hour long conversations in the car where I would literally yell about the Bloodline

@elementaldoughnut12 my donut sister who has inspired so many of my fics and cheered me on through so much of this last year. Love you so much punkin 🥰

@harmshake my beloved tumblr gf, a constant source of positivity in my life 💖 Not to mention she writes the HOTTEST fics omg

@southerngirl41 who's been on the tag squad since the BEGINNING and I appreciate her comments so much

@jeysbvck Shan 💙 because we're both unhinged and feral for Jey- she just gets me

@imabillyami of course you too obviously- you are so sweet and not to mention your fics are amazing

@rollinsland who keeps my dash FULL of content of all my faves, and is so so sweet

@shanie-the-komania-toyaddict my Zowens connection, and another amazing sweet person

@motherknuckers I think we share a braincell for real

@samijey because like... A Way With Words is THE Sami/Jey fic, not to mention her amazing gif skills 😍

@thlayli-ra who definitely gave me the Punkintyre brainrot

@who-do-you-want-to-be MY SWEET KOALA FRIEND

@jeyuwuso WHOSE FIC I LINKED EARLIER, literally love all their work!!!

@taydaq her ART, especially Samijey 🥹

I know I'm missing people, I could be at this all night: @crxssjae @hypno-bear-tini @rosiel77 @mzv11 @theninthwonder @dontletme--cavein @codyswhitebelt @jobikinn if I missed others I'm so sorry 😭 and if tumblr messes up these tags I'll scream

- What do you find attractive in a person (physically and personality wise)?

Humor, they gotta be funny. They gotta make me laugh or we're not gonna work. We gotta be silly goosing.

- Favorite story you ever wrote?

Ours is still my favorite

- Favorite story someone else wrote?

oooo yay it's rec time!!! Already called out a few but here's some more:

Green - my favorite Candy fic

Losers and Loss - a Zowens fic that melted my brain into absolute goo I said The Solo Man already but also Pretty which spurred on my love of bottom!jey and Jey in pretty lingerie

Sticks & Stones and also Green-Eyed Monster - both by the Zesty Bean, all of their works are great but those are my favorites

Silver Knight and Little Clover - my donut sister knows how to make a rarepair that I'll go nuts for

And I could not forget I've got you to lose ... of COURSE 💕 maybe gimme a heads up before you post that last chapter so I can get all my favorite snacks and be prepared.

- Your current favorite song?

Guilty as Sin? - Taylor Swift

- One ingredient/ dish you love and one you despise?

Oo good question- I'm a big fries and ranch girlie (the midwest in me popping out) and for despise??? mmm it's gonna be pickles, they're gross to me.

💕This or that:

- Cats and/or dogs?

Cats 🐈

- Coffee and/or tea?

Coffee ☕️

- Hiking, cycling or swimming?

Swimming 🌊

- Pizza or pasta?

Pizza🍕

- Mexican, Chinese or Indian takeout? Or something else?

For takeout specifically it's gonna be Chinese

- Cooking, baking or ordering in?

Cooking!

- Quiet night in or a night out socializing with friends?

I love a good night out once in a while, but I prefer a night in

- Cold weather or hot weather?

Hot weather ☀️

- Pants, skirts or dresses?

DRESSES 👗

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whew.... that took a while but it was so fun honestly 😅

[threadsun]

Alright, it's getting into "I don't want to look at it anymore" territory so, here it is!

You finally piece it together, Jean, spoiled bitch Jean. He was always nice to you but it was never really personal, like he didn’t really know what having friends meant. You greet him by name, commenting on how tall he’s gotten. Jean chuckles and welcomes you both in, as you walk inside your mouth starts to water at the smell coming from what you assume to be his kitchen. He holds out his left arm and you go in for a slightly awkward side hug

“It’s so good to finally see you again, how have you been?” You tell him you’ve been good and that it’s nice to see him too. Man, Jean has really changed from when you were kids. Where Ian still has a bit of a baby face Jean looks almost like he was sculpted. Sculpted? Really? One of the first things you point out is how hot your old friend is? Maybe a harem wouldn’t be too bad for you, when was the last time you got laid- “Your grace?” Jack places their hand on your shoulder and you snap out of your little daze

You shake your head slightly and apologize for staring, Jean simply chuckles “Oh, you’re fine. Please, sit” He gestures to his couch, the upholstery having a few claw marks on the armrests but otherwise looking rather new. As you sit down you hear a chirping sound from under the couch. A ball of white fur crawls from underneath the couch before hopping into your lap. Jean opens his mouth but then shuts it, seemingly mulling something over “Uh- Princess, get off there, you’re getting your hair all over them” You laugh and say it’s fine, your hand petting her soft fur

After a second Jean’s eyes widen “Oh, Jack, didn’t you and Shaun have that meeting today?” Jack almost flinches “Oh, shoot, that was today? I better get going then, uh, here’s the coffee cake, goodbye your grace” Jack sets the bag of coffee cake onto Jean’s side table before giving you a small bow. Once Jack leaves Jean closes the door with his back and sits next to you on the couch. You ask for the cat’s name “Huh? Oh, uh, Princess, I said it earlier, remember?” You tell him you remember his folks not letting him have a cat and that once he got one he probably named it out of spite, so, what’s its name? “...I just call her Fucker” You knew it!

Jean laughs “I guess you did, you were always the smart one” He goes to touch your hand but Fucker bats it away before rolling onto her back and purring in your lap. Jean’s face goes from serene to pissed to something bashful all within a few seconds. He sighs “You always did have a way with animals” You thank him, actually, while you’re at it you ask him if he’s still cool with he/him stuff “Yeah, do you go by anything different now?” You tell him your pronouns “Alright, I’ll make sure to pass it on” His tone is full of confidence before seemingly remembering something “I-I mean, if you want me to”

The way he just talked sounded so much like Ian that you could swear he’s making fun of them, but he’s not making any faces or anything so it comes off as oddly genuine. Maybe they hang out now? A lot of time has passed, surely Jean’s bullying has toned down to some extent. You tell Jean there’s actually something you wanted to ask him “Oh? Well, whatever it is I don’t judge. You can tell me anything”

Jean leans forward slightly, looking up at you through batting eyelashes. You tell him that you remember his family being pretty close with your dad and ask if he can tell you anything about what running this place actually means. Jean’s face falls for just a moment before perking up again “Of course I can, I was one of the people closest to the founder before he died, what would you like to know?” You ask about your every day, if there’s a schedule you have to follow

“There’s no strict schedule except for the weekly sermons and any speeches or appearances you have to make” You ask what the sermons are like “A bit bloody if we find a decenter but other than that it’s just us praising your name. Except for the ones at the start of the month, that’s when the founder would make predictions of what would happen during that month” You can feel the blood start to drain from your face. You ask what happens when the predictions are wrong, Jean looks at you like you’ve just admitted to liking pineapple on pizza “They aren’t? They are predictions from our god, they are never wrong. If you’re worried about it, don’t be. You’re our god taken human form, I’m sure your predictions will be the best yet”

You feel like someone just ran up to you and punched you square in the diaphragm, knocking all the wind out of you. Fucker decides you’re not petting her good enough and starts rubbing her face on your shaking hand. You ask what he’s talking about, Jean sighs “That awful woman didn’t tell you anything, did she?” He takes one of your hands in his good one, he starts by saying your name “You are our god incarnate, the one who will raise us from the dark times after our founder fell. You are our future”

It feels like the whole world is slowly spinning around you, your brain desperately trying to make sense of all of this. You can feel your panic start to bubble to the surface, starting in your chest and spreading. You can feel it crawl down your arms and legs and you don’t know where you’re gonna go but you can’t be here-...He’s petting you. The long delicate fingers of Jean’s left hand weave into your hair to scratch your scalp “It’s ok, you’re ok, everything is going to be just fine” He gently places his hand on your left shoulder, moving you to rest your head on his chest

You feel yourself melt slightly, enough of your stiffness leaving you for you to wrap your arms around him “I want you to focus on my voice, ok? It’s just us here, you don’t have to worry about any of that right now. Can you tell me something you can smell” You tell him his cologne, a deep cinnamon mixed with some kind of wood. You can smell the faintest whisper of smoke on him too, it’s nice, complementing his cologne. You also pick back up on the smell from the kitchen, now that you’re focusing on it you can tell it’s some kind of roasted chicken. You breathe out a small laugh as you realize your mouth is watering

“Good, very good. You’re doing such a good job for me” Something about his praise mixed with him petting you like this makes you feel warm. It’s not like the fiery heat of embarrassment you felt earlier in the day, it’s softer, it feels nice, almost too nice. His hand moves down to your back, slowly rubbing up and down, you’re reminded of how you did this for Ian back at the restaurant, did it feel this good for him too? You hardly even know Jean but something about him feels so safe, so familiar in all this chaos. A small chuckle escapes you as Fucker butts her head against your leg, clearly miffed you’re not giving her all your attention

“There you go, just relax into me. You’re so cute like this” His hand slides up a bit higher than before, his thumb brushing the base of your neck. Now that he’s made you focus in on your senses everything just feels so much…bigger than it did a few minutes ago “You know, if you’re this worried about doing a good job, I could help you. Like I said, I was really close with your dad. I could be really close to you too” He leans his head down just a bit, his lips brushing over your ear making you shiver “Or maybe even closer” Jean’s hand moves to your cheek, cupping your face gently. He tilts his head, you can feel his hot breath on your lips and-DING DONG

Both of you damn near jump out of your skin as the doorbell rings. Jean looks to the door, to you, and back to the door. He lets out a groan as he gets up to answer it. He just stands there, knob in hand, for a second to collect himself before opening it “How can I-...oh, it’s you” A deep voice comes from beyond the doorway “It’s meeee!” Jean huffs “What are you doing here? Don’t you have some murder fest to be filming?” The voice chuckles “Well, I did, but then Jack came and told me he was sorry for being late for our meeting that starts a week from now. And after he told me their grace was left here all alone with you? How could not come pay you a visit?”

Jean looks back over to you before trying to close the door, the person from outside easily keeping it open “This is my house, Shaun you can’t just barge in here like this!” Shaun steps inside so you can now properly see how massive they are. They’re not as tall as Jack or Joseph but they seem a bit wider? Not chubby, just wider, maybe it’s bone structure? Maybe it’s Maybelline. Oh shut the fuck up

“Listen, we’re allowed to do whatever is needed if there’s an emergency our leader needs to take care of remember? Or are you going to admit you had no good reason to take the founder away every time I wanted him to review my edits?” Jean stutters on his response “Hey, it’s not my fault the founder was such a good taste tester. What else was I supposed to do? Just feed the public food before it’s perfect? What kind of a man do you think I am Shaun?” Shaun laughs again, they have a good laugh, a deep warm belly laugh, even in this rather tense situation “I’d tell you, but I’d rather not use that kind of language around their grace, speaking of” Shaun turns to you “I wasn’t kidding earlier, there really is something you need to take care of. Mind coming with me your grace?”

Ok, it’s done! Man, manipulation is so hard to write when you’re in the reader’s head, ya know? Like they can’t know about it otherwise they’d call him out, and Jean’s sneakier than that. Anyway, hope you liked it!

👀😳Jean is such a manipulative bastard and that's sooooo sexy of him!!! Sending them into a panic attack so he can talk them through it and then take advantage of their emotions to kiss them >:3c

Also lmao Shaun talked to Jack and just immediately showed up because like fuck is he leaving you alone with Jean of all people!

[prsk-krow]

I have a funny idea!

But first of all, I am addicted to your blog rn

Anyways to maks things quick, I would like to request a (Ena x Reader) (Mafuyu x reader) where Reader constantly gets nightmares ever since they were a child and has gotten used to it to the point that they think its normal? They'll make jokes about it and be confused why everyone is looking at them concerned. When Reader casually told the gals that they had another very gory(?) nightmare as if it's just another normal day, and then, Reader tries to guess what kind of nightmare they'll get later tonight, completely normal. (Mafuyu) (Ena) then just looks at Reader with a questioned/conerned look.

Once again, lowering the characteristic a bit to not step into crack territory! Caw.

{Mafuyu/Ena with Reader desensitized to nightmares!}

Mafuyu Asahina

Mafuyu had always been desensitized to a lot of emotion inducing experiences, like mystery horror tours or the stress before a test. It wasn't a surprise for her anymore to see the difference in her reactions to the rest of the people around her.

So she was interested to see what her friends thought about or felt about the world around them, in the form of questions. This was especially true whenever they told her about things like past events or experiences, much like your nightmares!

Whenever she asked anyone about nightmares, she remembers how uncomfortable or scared the voices of her coworkers get when telling the experiences. From their descriptions, Mafuyu can understand the fear factors in these visions, much like their reactions in the mystery tour.

So whenever you talked about your unnaturally common nightmares as if you were desensitized... Wait, were you actually desensitized like her? That wasn't what she expected out of you!

"Hm. So, it's a common thing, huh? And thanks to the common occurrences, you're used to it. I see, how... Interesting... Ah, excuse me, you're getting me thinking."

It gets Mafuyu thinking about her own state, how common occurrences got her to a worse degree of numbness than yours. It gets her to ask about your nightmares every single day, something unusual for her: Curiosity.

Listening to your tales of what your mind conjures up isn't the most fascinating of ways to spend her time, but it's progress that she wishes to make to understand her emotional situation. Perhaps, with you, she could take a step in the right direction...

Ena Shinonome

Ena's creativity can play a lot of tricks on her, especially in the form of occasional nightmares and dreams that are of the most bizarre kinds. It's no wonder then that; for one of the most easily scared members of N25; she wouldn't like the concept of nightmares at all...

Sometimes, the topic would arise in Nightcord discussions, and it would certainly make her the most uncomfortable, as the other scaredy cat in the ground didn't sleep (well) enough to get them!

It did get her to desire someone else to share her troubles about it with, so she decides to talk about it with you, hoping to find someone else to sympathize with about the ordeal! But the response that she receives is way different from what she expected...

"... Wait, e-eh? What do you mean, i-it's so bloody you can't e-explain it?? And what's with that expression!? Almost as if they didn't happen-... But then, why are your s-stories so detailed..."

She is in denial at first, as you quickly realize how you can use this reaction of hers to your advantage. Enter many days afterwards of telling her about your nightmares with every detail possible without her asking for it.

You have never seen Ena so frustrated, yet so helpless that she can't even start screaming at you or scolding you! And the rest of Nightcord pick up on it: Whenever they accompany Ena, expect her teasing coworker to ask about your latest dreamworld experience.

Soon enough, you'll run out of material and have to slow down a bit to make sure to keep it up. She finds your dedication to the bit annoying, and does plan to get even with you someday...

Interesting, I didn't expect to write so much Mafuyu... Gotta keep it in mind, caw.

[onippep]

Let it Happen

The big Five-O, Peppi...ha! Don't you worry, I'll catch up to you soon!

Believe me, you don't want to. I walked up some stairs the other day and thought my joints were going to lock up.

[Laughs] Ah come on, I'm sure it isn't all bad! Just look at you! You don't look a day over 35.

Wait til you can see the white hairs.

You're alright, Peppi, honestly. You've been doing well for your age. I know it's a big number, but think of it this way! You're in a much better spot than you were a year ago! Several months, even!

Strange how fast stuff can change.

Yeah.

It's... been hard, either way, but yeah, a little easier. Especially with him.

Onippep?

[nods]

He's been a blessing for you. I hope I can continue to help you out wherever I can, but I think that frog's been doing a lot of the heavy lifting.

Super heavy.

But look at it. Does it look exhausted at all? No. That's passion. That's what love is, I think.

Big word.

Hm? Pbffft, no it isn't, bro, it's a simple word! Four letters!

Not what I meant.

Hear me out, though! It doesn't have to be complicated. Me and Brick? We're tight. He's like a sibling to me. First our fists were flying at each-other in that Tower, but now we're watching cartoons together every night and joking about rat and gnome things. I'd say that's love, too! Just in a different way.

...

Just-- point is, don't let more complicated definitions keep you from it. You can work for love, but it'll never be a chore. Never a stress. Let it come to you.

You're sayin' all of this as if I have a crush on that thing.

[gives him a look]

... WHAT. DON'T STARE AT ME LIKE THAT.

You're still such a scaredy-cat.

Oooh, awesome thing to say to me on my birthday, Gus! Come on, man. I'm not scared of anything.

Uh-huh.

...

...

...[snickers] Quit it.

Nuh-uh. You've been clammed up ever since we repaired that window. The tension can be cut with a dull spoon, compagno. [smacks his shoulder]

Whatever! Leave me alone. [chuckling]

It's my job to pester, you damn fruit! [laughs]

D-don't pressure me! I swear it's becoming clearer. Slowly. I just wanna be open to other options while I'm at it.

Anton's not coming back, sweetheart.

[shoves him playfully] YOU HURT ME. You hurt me good. You sure you're not single?

WHY ARE YOU AVOIDING THIS SO MUCH! You're insufferable!

[both laugh]

Back to being real-- I support you in anything you do, Pepp. Just don't overthink it. You're in a better spot now, you can process things. Don't let me set you back.

Yeah. For sure. I've-- been feeling shit I haven't felt in ages, so it's just a little jarring.

Ooh, what, the... [makes a butterfly motion with his hand]

[nods]

[mockingly] OoooooOOOoooo!~

A--OI! AYE! NOT SO LOUD!

Sorry! Sorry. I'm actually thrilled. I think something in you is healing, friend.

Pfft. Cheesy. You think so?

Yeah, absolutely. That doesn't just 'happen'.

...

[gestures]

I--uh. I just. Get super aware of time and everything, so I think that mixes into all of that. Age-wise.

You're middle-aged. You've still got plenty of time.

Easy for you to say, man, all my biological functions are already waning.

It's natural. It doesn't mean anything's ending, man. That happens as soon as we're born.

S-still, I can't help but think about how I've got a bit of a time limit to decide who I wanna be with for the rest of my life.

Sheesh. Easter really screwed you up, didn't it.

[chokes] You fuckin' think?! It's humiliating seeing everyone all married with kids while I'm the fag of the family that hasn't even gotten a date for the last 10 years. I'm such a loser, man.

Aye, easy, brother. You're fine. Look around you. Do you see anyone else across these fields? You're just in a really bad location, with bad circumstances. You're not some lesser man for that. If anything, the world owes you an apology.

That sounds like the most narcissistic thing I've ever heard.

It's got some merit to it. You have to believe me here, Giampaolo, I swear all the gays in town would be all over you if you were closer to the city.

Pffft. Whatever you say.

Next Pride, I'll prove it to you. You gotta come out this year.

I think I've still got my leather around somewhere...

That's the spirit. And who knows, maybe a certain frog can come with you. Enjoy the sights and sounds. Enjoy the You.

[flustered] Fffffuckin'. Whatever. [chuckling] My life's never been really ordinary anyway.

Your first mistake is ever thinking otherwise. My roommate is a giant rat. You suplexed a man with a pizza for a head and destroyed a giant Tower with nothing but your rage.

[sigh] ...yeah. You're right.

Sometimes you gotta let things happen. You'd be surprised.

Yeah. [smiles]

[mauannacreates]

Flufftober: Feburary.

I'm doing Feburary's Flufftober by @flufftober.

As of who I wanted to do the flufftober on, I was thinking about it for a while, when I decided that I wanted to do it with Elaine and Tynan this time around. And honestly, I wanted to write a short story on them for a while, so why not.

For the art I did Elaine dancing while Tynan is watching her dance. I did it a bit differently than usual. First drawing and coloring the picture in, and then I used Krita to color it on top.

So I hope you enjoy the art and the story.

___

Sitting on the desk, Tynan eyes wants to close on him. He looks tries to look around, wait for Elaine to come back. It has been an hour since she has gone. The heaviness of his tired eyes starts to close... When a door slams open.

Tynan eyes shoots open, as his wings flaps a few times. He looks up and see the gray cat with pink hair reaching just above her shoulders. And her white streak from her hair isn’t there. How unusual.

“Elaine! What took you so long?” he asks, the hoodie going half way through his sight. He adjusts it.

She is laughing. “Tynan. You haven’t gotten ready?”

“Ready...? Ready for what?”

“Snappi invited us to a party, remember?”

And it hit him, a party. With lots of people. he remembered that conversation. The green crocodile came to their house a few weeks before.

“Hey hey! Elaine, Tynan, we’re holding a party next week. Feburary 14th, Valentines day! Do you guys want to come?”

“Oh really? Hell yeah, I want to come!” She then turned to Tynan, “Did you want to come Tynan...? I know you don’t like these sort of things, I --”

“Yeah, I can come.” he gave the most convincing smile he can manage.

He thought at the time, that it wouldn’t be that bad. But now since it is the day, he is not too sure if he wants to go.

He looks away from her.

“Is this your way of saying that you don’t want to go?” Elaine asks, with her arms on her waist.

Tynan blinks and his eyes widens. Elaine is wearing different clothing to what she usually wears. Sure, she’s still wearing white, but instead of a dress, she’s wearing white pants with a white long sleeve shirt and coat that falls just below her knees. She is also wearing black boots. He could actually see her gray tail behind her. “You’re really admiring how I look, huh?” Her mouth curves.

“Yes, Elaine. You look beautiful.” He says. If Elaine have her katana made, then she would look even more elegant.

“You want to go? Or are you starting to have second thoughts?”

“Honestly Elaine... I don’t know if I want to go...”

Elaine’s eyes widens for a second, but then she nods slow “It’s ok Tynan... We’ll just...”

A sudden knock come to the door.They look at each other before Elaine goes towards it and opens to see a stubby little green crocodile with the small dark blue T-rex holding their arm. They both are wearing top hats.

“Greetings Elaine and Tynan.” Snippy says with a small smile curving.

“Are we gonna start walking there together? But, oooh, you look so nice Elaine.”

Elaine starts to laugh, putting her arms behind her back.

“Thanks Snippy and Snappi, but Tynan doesn’t want to go today.” Elaine says, “And honestly, I don’t really want to go either.”

“Elaine!” Tynan says flapping on the top of her shoulder, “You were so looking forward to that party." He said, now remembering her talking about it at least half the time she was near him. "You can go if you want to.”

“No, it’s ok. There’s no point in it.”

Snippy and Snappi glance at each other before they face them both.They both had a smile on their face.

“I kinda expected that you didn’t want to go Tynan. Isn’t that right Snippy?”

“Yes, it's ok if you want to be alone for the day.”

Snappi gives them a disk. “Here, have this. Maybe you both will like this song.” Elaine reaches out and grabs the disk, staring at it.

“You know you didn’t have to, right? We’re not your lovers.”

“But you are a charm to have around.” Snippy says and Snappi nods.

“Ok, we will go now. Have fun~!” Snappi says as they grab Snippy’s small stubby hand and they both run off.

Elaine and Tynan watches them run for a minute before Elaine closes the door.

“Well... I guess it’s just us two.” Tynan bobs his head. As they both stare at the disk the reptiles had given them.

“Silence by Marshmello feat Khalid...”

“Who is Marshmello?” Elaine asks, and she looks as if she’s going to laugh. “Is it an actual marshmallow singing this song!?”

Tynan laughs. The thought of an actual marshmellow singing is funny to think about. “I do not know Elaine, but if they say that we’ll like it, then perhaps... We should listen to it.”

Elaine grabs the radio from the room, and puts the disk in, and closes it. Then, a red rose appears from her hand.

“Here. I nearly forgot to give this to you.”

“What...!? For me?”

“Yes.” Elaine says “I would of given a bouquet to you if you came to the party, but I decided to grab one with me in case.” She clips it onto his scarf and he looks at her.

“Elaine... Thank you.”

The song starts to play and Elaine gets up and starts to dance, and Tynan looks at her and smiles, with her arms swinging around with the rhythm.

‘I found peace in your violence

Can't tell me there's no point in trying

I'm at one, and I've been quiet for too long.

I'm in need of a savior (Savior), but I'm not asking for favors

My whole life, I've felt like a burden

I think too much, and I hate it

I'm so used to being in the wrong, I'm tired of caring

Loving never gave me a home, so I'll sit here in the silence... ’

Tynan looks away at Elaine, with tears in his eyes, Those memories he’s been keeping for so long is coming back. The song continues when Elaine looks at him. Then she runs towards him.

“Hey, Tynan. Are you ok?”

He breathes in deep and his eyes glance at her.

“I... I don’t think so...” He says, looking down from the table, looking down to the floor. “I am scared Elaine. After when they went and put her in the Telling arc. To test her and to see if they can get magic... But then... She never came back.” His feathers fluffs out, as tears couldn’t stop flowing down.

“... So we’re going to be talking about that time...?” Elaine’s ears droops. He nearly forgot that she doesn’t like talking about it either.

“I... I’m sorry I --”

“Tynan.” Elaine raises her hand. “Don’t apologise. I know it’s harder for you then it is for me. She was one of your pupils after all...”

Tynan breathes out hard. “Yes... I... Having to hide this secret. This... ‘accident’ from others... I still think there are people who think I did something bad to her. I don’t like to hide any of this.”

“I know I...” She leans towards him and her arms wraps around his body. “I don’t like it either.”

Elaine lets go and her slit eyes stares at Tynan, her eyes bent down. “But you know... Even if we are now bounded to this place... You are my partner, and I will always have your back. Ok?”

“... No matter what happens?”

Elaine nods “Yes, no matter what happens. Because we still have a duty to fulfill.” Elaine’s mouth twitches upwards “And because you’re my adorable little marshmallow.”

“Are you trying to sidestep that you’re not a marshmallow too?”

“Oh my god, no!” Elaine says as her face starts to glow red, “Shut up! I am not admitting that!”

Tynan laughs at Elaine, as she starts going on a tangent on twenty reasons on why she’s not a marshmallow.

But that is right. As long as she is there, they can go through anything together. They have gone through countless battles together, so he thinks they can get through the next series of battles, no matter what will come next.

[ask-blindspot-aesop]

(2/3)

From the beginning, it reads...

“ I was people watching once during my off times in work, and a friend of mine went to me while carrying an injured bird in her hand. She was saying how it looked like the poor thing got her wing damaged and how she'd feel terrible if we end up leaving it on the ground for the cats to feast on it.

The bird was a stray, that we knew— so we couldn't keep it in the workplace for too long. So we both decided to take it in our home to treat it. Her place had a cat and we both know cats would want a bird, so she gave it to me so I can take care of it in my place.

Truthfully, I don't know how to care for a bird— let alone a stray. I'm not one to keep pets, if you can believe it, as my job has me deal with other matters and be out a lot. But now that it's given me somewhat of a break, I manage to have time to deal with the bird and keep it company till it's feeling better.

The bird was agitated to me at first, possibly due to my appearance and being in a cage. But after a while, I suppose that it has gotten used to my presence and decided it wasn't bad to be with someone who looked... Different. After just a few days, the bird was feeling better enough that I can let it out of the cage and watch it go outside of my office.

The strangest thing, however, was that it decided to stick around. Even now as I'm writing this, I see that same bird watching me, and it's been nice when it comes to perch by my window to greet me. Still, it's a bit flighty and doesn't enjoy it too much if I become too rough. But I suppose that's normal for all birds, huh?

My friend asked me what happened to it, and when I told her what happened, she said that I might as well keep it. It was small and it liked me, so maybe it's better that way.

... I'm still thinking about it, but I'm not too sure myself. Although, now I have a story to tell in case people ask me if I have pets, hehe.

Ah, I'll end it here then. I have to seal this after all, and my friend wants me to move over. Haha, I took too much time and they've grown a bit impatient.

I'll write to you in another time, Blindspot. Stay safe, okay?”

— 🌸🍒

"Awww... That's very sweet of them to do for the bird.. I'll read the friend's letter next before sending a reply to them both.."

(2/3)

[akehoshimystar]

Takeru SSR

Like a Flower in Full Bloom

Part 1

Ito: I guess I'm the last one here.

After getting ready to go home, I stood up.

There's no one left in the staff room. I've been helping out at the cafe all day today. It's been peaceful lately since there’re not many special requests.

Ito: (That's why it's so peaceful, but... it makes me a little anxious, or should I say, worried.)

I wonder if I'm not helping everyone. I wonder if I'm not being of any use at all. I couldn’t stop myself from being detained in those thoughts.

Ito: I should at least get to know the area around the store properly.

I went out to the cafe floor while reminiscing the map around Aporia that I had been looking at earlier. The cafe, which has long since closed, is now empty and deserted. As I quickly walked through the silence…..

???: Oh my?

Ito: !?

Takeru: If it isn’t Ito. You’re still here.

I stopped walking and tried to calm my heart that feels like it could jump out of my chest at any moment. The person in front of me was Mika-san with a glass in his hand.

Ito: M-Mika-san?

Takeru: Sorry, did I surprise you?

Ito: I'm sorry. The lights weren’t on so I assumed no one was here.

Are you cleaning the glasses?

Takeru: Yeah, from time to time. I finished early today so I thought I'd polish them a little more.

Ito: Thank you for your hard work.

(As expected of Mika-san, he’s really attentive...)

Takeru: Now that reminds me, it's already been quite a while since you came here, right? How's it going? Have you gotten used to it?

Ito: I barely managed to keep up, so I think I’m doing so-so. Still far from passing grade.

Mika-san even had to help me again today.…. I have been reflecting on it a lot.

Today a customer at a cafe bar asked me about recommendation for the spots around here. My whole body froze up since it was so sudden that I couldn’t think straight. Not to mention, I don't know much about this area.

Ito: (Mika-san happened to be nearby, so he answered for me. And I don’t think the customer was left unsatisfied.)

Takeru: Oh, you don't need to worry about that.

Ito: Still…..

Takeru: You’re also a serious type, huh?

.....Hey, do you have some time? Care to join me for a little break?

Ito: Eh?

Mika-san cleared away all the glasses, and left the counter with the flawless step.

Part 2

A few minutes' walk from Aporia in the opposite direction from the station took me to somewhere in Shibuya that I’m not familiar with.

Ito: (Mika-san has no hesitation in choosing the route... I wonder if he’s familiar with the place.)

Takeru: Can you see that building? On the third floor.

Ito: Oh, yes. The light is still on, is it a shop? They still open at this hour?

Takeru: It's a cafe. It has a different atmosphere from ours, so it’s a nice place for when you want a change of mood.

I also recommend the brasserie next door. Their homemade bread is seriously delicious. And that back alley over there is Yuragi’s favorite spot.

Ito: Eh... Ah, there are cats there?

Takeru: Correct. The cats around here often gather there. But I don’t recommend hanging out around it at night.

Especially when you're alone. You have to be very cautious since there aren't many people around.

Ito: Yes.

Takeru: Whereas you don't need to be so guarded during the day. Alright, next is this way.

Following Mika-san’s lead, we passed through the back alley that he just told me to be careful of.

Unfortunately, I didn't come across any cats here, and now we are on a different main street.

Ito: This place is….

Takeru: Shinobu often hangs out at this arcade. Oh, the highlight of that building over there is the flower shop on the first floor.

Not only is the selection great, but the store display is very breathtaking. It's closed today, so why don’t you stop by at lunchtime?

I think I had seen this area on the map just before we left Aporia.

Ito: (It seems that Mika-san is showing me the place I was planning to survey in advance... It’s not a coincidence, right?)

I'm sure he guessed what I was going to do after I couldn't say anything back then. He’s really a kind person.

Takeru: There's a big park further ahead. I'll take you there during the day next time.

Ito: I'm looking forward to it.

Even though it was night, there was a constant wave of people coming and going. People around us didn't pay any particular attention to me and Mika-san as we walked and talked. Not only are there many people here, the lights that decorated the city are truly beautiful. Nevertheless, a lot of trash lying around on the side of the road could still be seen.

Takeru: What do you think? See anything you like?

Ito: Hmm, I'm not sure yet. I'd like to actively look around for more from now on.

Takeru: Fufu, that's good.

Ito: How should I put it…. It's not like Shibuya has a particularly good atmosphere.....

Far from orderly. More like a mess. But maybe that's why….

Ito: I feel like it’s a place where all kinds of people can find their place, and it has just the right amount of chaos. This is one nice town.

I'm not really familiar with it, but there’s still a room to breathe here. I guess that’s what I feel.

Takeru: You’re right.

Mika-san flashed me his kind smile.

Part 3

Takeru: Oh?

As I was walking through the streets of Shibuya with Mika-san who explained things to me, we suddenly found ourselves in front of the station.

Ito: What's wrong?

Takeru: Look, over there.

Mika-san said as he pointed to the other side of the intersection. When I looked further ahead, I saw a gondola hanging from the exterior wall of a building. Several people were working in there.

Ito: I think they are replacing the sign on the wall of a fashion building….. It was the first time I'd seen it being replaced like this.

Takeru: As you can see, it’s pretty large-scale. Just look how big the sign is.

Ito: Anyway... It’s kind of interesting to watch.

Takeru: I know. It's something you don't encounter very often.

I watch them alongside Mika-san, praying that their job will go smoothly.

Takeru: …..In life, you're bound to encounter some kind of change. Whether you like it or not.

Ito: Yeah…. So is that sign, so am I.

For me, joining Aporia was the result of going through a big change, the biggest change I've ever experienced.

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. But I have no regret. Because somewhere in my heart, I have hopes for my future.

Takeru: No one knows what's going to happen from now on. There's no way to predict what kind of changes you’ll be involved in.

But I hope that in the midst of this change, you can find the place you belong.

Ito: …….I hope so.

Takeru: Of course, I'd be super happy if you thought of Aporia as a place for you!

I'll do my best to make you think that way.

Ito: Thank you.

Mika-san’s smile put a smile on my face. It just came to me naturally.

Ito: (I still don't know anything about this town.)

Even though this is all new to me, I can somehow sense the depth of this town and Aporia, and what they have to offer. Looking up, I saw a digital signage that I'm starting to get used to seeing. I myself am still unsteady.

Ito: (Someday, I want to be able to stand on my own two feet in this town.)

That's what I thought.