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#don't read this it's gonna be upsetting so just . yeah idk i have no filter sorry#hope y'all had a great weekend and are feeling good about the week ahead#wishing you all such a good week fr#last full week of september y'all got this#anways#um#i missed the vein lol#and i'm bad at going over somethin twice so . fuck#i can see it right there#i just .#fuck#i wish i had the tolerance i used to i hate these shallow ass fuckers#the sound it makes though oof#the sensation ahhH sorry i told you not to read this#i'm unwell lmfao#go for slices
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There's something about the change and progression from Leo's hesitancy to rescue Nico because it would definitely be a trap to his willingness to go back for Calypso and all the ways his death is involved in that journey.
And I don't even mean progression as in Leo's stance on Nico influenced his decision about Calypso- though that could have been a really satisfying way to take that. But they are at the core the same situation: a rescue mission, with vastly different circumstances.
(I don't like romantic ca/eo, but them as friends? Sign me up. That's the only way I can imagine them, and what I mean when I talk about them here.)
The situation sometimes gets boiled down to 'Leo and Jason wanted to leave Nico in the jar', but there's more to it . For one thing, Leo wasn't even able to voice all his thoughts on the matter, because he was interrupted by Hazel, Frank and Jason. That doesn't negate the overall suspicion/wariness Leo has; he brings up two major points: that the giants are using Nico to bait a trap for the rest of them and that Nico hid the camps from one another. But Leo was surprised by Frank and Hazelâs reaction and question about whether Leo meant they should leave Nico. So, it seems in part 'can we trust him?', but also in part something like, 'this is a trap, we should be aware of that and be on the defensive when doing it'.
Leo's actions later also factor into this, though they were mainly for Hazel's benefit. He wanted to use Nemesis's deal to save Nico. And in a way, this decision is more reckless and dangerous than any ways death was involved in going back for Calypso. And in a way, more romantic, which is kind of funny because it could be interpreted for either Hazel or Nico. That aside, this offer was voluntary and unconnected to Leoâs other duties.
But his decision to die was connected to those duties. It wasnât dependent on Calypso. He didnât do it for her. Yes, he does think about how he feels his place is with her and not the rest of the seven, but thatâs not the only reason. Even without her in the picture, he was going to sacrifice himself. He died because the Fates put a choice in front of him. He died to defeat Gaea, to spare Jason, to save all his friends and the world.
And to avenge his mother.
Yes, his decision to go back to Ogygia without first letting his friends know heâd be okay is not fair to them, but RR was always gonna make it happen this way, which I'll get into in a second. But working with what is here, I do understand Leo's decision. Leo explains this best when he says, "Calypso is a priorityâ. Itâs plausible that they'd want the other to be a little selfish about them / want to be a little selfish about each other. To prioritize them. This could have been something they connected over, and it would have been cathartic for this to have played a larger role. To choose one another.
And maybe that makes more sense if you look at it in a vacuum, without the context of how their interactions were executed and just the overall shape of their intended dynamic in the story: both isolated and alone, brought together by someone else's design, connecting regardless. Someone who never felt chosen wanting to make sure someone he cared for does feel chosen after waiting so long both to be the first choice and to have her freedom.
And that might not be compelling to everyone, but it is small in comparison to the actual major reason I understand Leoâs decision to prioritize Calypso: because itâs about fulfilling the plot, not about characterization.
Which may seem obvious because these books are about fast paced plot, but it matters so much here. I would say RR wrote himself into a corner, but I don't think he actually minded being there.
But it was still a corner.
It parallels Zeus saying that Hera bringing the seven together wove fate in a way that only left so many avenues open.
It was pretty clear by the end that RR did not care about the quality of finishing the quest, since another line of the prophecy, âthe world must fallâ was built up so much and then the final battle between âfireâ and âthe worldâ took six pages.
Six pages.
RR just got it done.Â
The choice to have Leo's trip back to Ogygia happen at this moment ultimately is about tying up loose ends of the prophecy. Prophecy has always been made clear by the end of each book in this verse, iirc. Leo's characterization basically turned into just him thinking about Calypso, which is disappointing. But it feels, at least to me, that Leo only left before talking to his friends because it was a lynchpin for those plot requirements of the prophecy, and because RR wanted the situation the other characters ended the series in to be â¨dramatic and mysteriousâ¨
Sort of a benefit, we at least get to see Hazel and Frank deliver the news (one of the few things they got to do in BoO).
It's also strange that Leo set the timer for 24 hours the night before the battle, maybe it was because he couldn't have anticipated Zeus sending them back to New York so fast, maybe he thought the battle with Gaea might last longer. But it was set to resurrect him long after he died and Festus flew him from camp. Leo heard Asclepius say to administer the cure as soon after death as possible. Maybe Leo didnât know what would happen, but RR did and he set it up this way. If this time detail had stayed the same but Leo didnât leave for Ogygia right then, I wonder how that would play out. If he hadn't gone, would the others have taken his body off Festus? Would they have been able to find where heâd put the cure? (Thatâs a bit of a tangent though.)
The details of how it actually worked are never addressed to maintain the â¨mystique⨠around what Leoâs plan actually was. BUT it could have made a big difference in the reception of the end of the novel if something had been explicitly set up earlier, and thatâs if Leo would have needed a massive power source to 'break out of reality' so to speak, to kick start his return to Ogygia, since it doesn't exist in the real world. When Percy ended up there, it was during Mt St Helens' erupting and Hera guided his way. Leo's first trip was powered by another goddess.
And what a convenient power source he had in himself, his body turning molten, releasing everything inside himself, this literal gift and burden from the god of fire, in a genuinely once in a lifetime event- because it was so powerful it literally killed him, created an explosion strong enough to vaporize a primordial deity. It would have been a now or never situation, when else was he going to have the power of a force of nature except the one he has inside of himself?
It's one possibility that wasnât taken.
Maybe if this had been the case and had been explained beforehand, this plot point would have been more palatable.
But then it also could have supported the idea that Leo did die for Calypso. But it didnât actually happen this way.
However, a driving force that is known for sure is the oath with a final breath line that RR needed to get done.
Having Leo fulfill the oath with his final breath, when he died, was necessary to deliver on everything the story had been promising. It checked off the last item in the central prophecy of the series. Prophecies have been a focal point of each book in all the PJOverse and having the meaning unfold and come to fruition plays a major role, think Rachel literally crash landing into the Battle of Manhattan to tell Percy he wasnât the hero in the prophecy.
So, with the way HoO and BoO are written, the only piece of the prophecy missing after Leo defeats Gaea is the âoath to keep with a final breathâ. It didnât matter if it made sense or not, if it was a good idea or not, if it was in character or not, the oath being kept had to happen in this moment. Leo had to go back for Calypso right then. It was the plot bending the character, not the character driving the plot, which, I mean, isn't too surprising, these books aren't really deep dives into the characters.
Back to the original topic though, Leo was in very different head spaces with different circumstances in these two rescue missions. He had to take into account the safety of the entire crew and the quest when considering Nico, and when he did decide to take a risk, it was one that would only put himself on the line. With Calypso, he knew he was going to die one way or another, that in doing so he would complete the quest, and that he had to keep his oath 'with a final breath', which, again, is a narrative point that needed to be checked off. There were already multiple plot lines that didn't pay off (Frank bringing his family full circle happened off screen within six pages a g a i n Hazel's curse being washed away wasnât explained satisfactorily, etc.) but this one had top billing, RR couldn't get away with not delivering.
Again, a plot choice, not a characterization one. RR had to write it that way because of the choices he'd already made.
This got very far away from my original thought of valdangelo pining with Nico cycling through some of these thoughts while waiting for Leo to get back to camp. Him thinking "you wouldn't do it for me, but you would for her.â
And if that was the case, then Leo dying- which would have been an extreme version of one of his worries about rescuing Nico- would make more sense as a point of contention between Nico and Leo in ToA. Maybe Nico would logically recognize all the reasons aside from Calypso that Leo sacrificed himself, but he couldn't get his feelings to understand the difference.
#-holds these two situations in my hands- I just think theyâre neat#Iâve been thinking about this for weeks & made edits to this for days and Iâm not completely satisfied/have said everything but yeah#nico di angelo#hazel levesque#frank zhang#calypso pjo#rr crit#i am not defending this man just in case it sounds like I am#though I think I get most critical when Iâm complaining about hazel and frank getting sidelined lol#valdangelo#percy jackson#jason grace#hoo#heroes of olympus#pjo#blood of olympus#house of hades#mark of athena#leo valdez#basically I just spent how ever many hundred words to say: plot make Leo do stuff that make everyone mad#oof this seems like a fraught time to be saying anything about cal but oh well#long post
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so âbrought the heat backâ is a fun funky dance songâŚ
thatâs about them realising theyâre feeling jealous ANDâđť they are also possessiveđ
WHAT
#oof#I like them possessive though#WHAT IN THE FUCKING FANFIC IS THIS#SEE THIS IS WHAT I MEANđŤľđť#EVERYTHING THEY EVER SING IN THEIR SONGS SOUNDS LIKE THEY TOOK IT OFF TUMBLR OR WATTPAD#WHICH MAKES ME TERRIFIEDđ
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is the new detective pikachu genuinely awful or are people saying it's bad because it's a spin-off
#real question btw i don't know anything about it other than the divorce thing#like. i liked the first game gkfjfkd it wasn't super good or anything but it was alright#sure the story is. odd i'd say and it's basically discount phoenix wright with pokmans but#nothing awful#people are acting like the new one is absolute trash garbâge though kgjfkdkd#edit Okay i watched a playthrough of it. it's BAD lmao#like the puzzles are bad the plot is full of holes the twist ending is predictable the dialogue is Oh God#it's formulaic as hell fjdjjd and just. i can't get over the twist ending because like#they try soooo so hard to make it sound like a Shocking Revelation but#a) it was already strongly hinted at in the first game b) ITS LITERALLY THE SAME AS IN THE MOVIE#you're supposed to go :O pikachu was tim's DAD??? when like. since day fucking one he has the same voice actor#and Every Single Thing points to it being the case it's just. it's never been hard to figure out#anyway yeah it's. oof. it's not good
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if there's one thing I hate it's nurses who treat you like a child or an inconvenience when you're in pain despite them insisting you shouldn't be.
no, I can't sit on the side of the bed to eat my soup, sitting up hurts like hell and I don't care that you don't think it does. it does. I know it does because it's my body and I feel the pain, so what the fuck is that about?! I had surgery this morning, there's a wound in my belly button, so it's going to hurt for a bit, I'm not being dramatic or anything!
the weirdest part is that I didn't complain or say anything, I just started sitting up very slowly to eat, and she felt the need to treat me like I'm an idiot for being in pain đ¤ˇ
she also rolled her eyes and made an annoyed noise when I showed that I was in pain during and after she gave me the injection to prevent blood clots. lady, I don't know what your problem is but that shit hurts like hell for me, every single time I've gotten it, and it keeps hurting for over an hour. so I'm going to fucking wince a little and you're just gonna have to learn to deal with that without being an asshole.
it's like there's two categories of nurses - the ones that are incredibly sweet and kind and caring, who apologise if something they do hurts and are calm and understanding when you show that you're in pain. and the ones that are completely dismissive and treat you like you're a fucking idiot for every single question, statement or reaction.
#the one who said this has generally been really unfriendly and harsh#the nurse who was here when I came in this morning was SO nice though so I really hope she'll be working tonight or tomorrow morning#and I might complain (a little) about this one when the doctors come in tomorrow morning... or at least mention that she keeps being rude#like. this is the ward for people who just had surgery so how can you be that dismissive and rude about this??#anyway lol I can handle this behaviour now#last time this happened in I think 2019 I had a breakdown after one specific nurse kept treating me exactly like this#sorry but if you're such a huge bitch maybe you shouldn't work with people. especially not patients.#I've vented and now I feel better lol so it's fine now. and I should be going home on Sunday anyway so I won't have to deal with her for#too long#personal#tw medical#tw hospital#oof this just reminded me that the shitty nurse in 2019 actually told me to stop overreacting and being a baby when that stupid injection#hurt me. like??? why?? even if I was the only person who ever experienced pain during that (which I don't think is the case) that still#wouldn't give anyone the right to treat me like that?? over simply making an involuntary sound and shedding a couple tears#it's not like I said anything to her or was angry at her. it's so stupid#at least this time the lovely old lady I'm sharing a room with said after this that she thinks it's surprising that I can even sit up at#all so soon after surgery. that felt nice
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I feel like I deserve at least a partial refund for having a defective brain.
#the god damn mental illness dude#i am not okay right now#i should go to bed but i know ill just lay there for hours#how is it that i frel trapped no matter the situation#gd its making me feel poetic almost#in like the worst way#im not okay#not at all#and i feel so very alone#oof#god i just wanna scream#i just want to be acknowledged#for who i am though#and i dont feel like myself rn#havent for a long time#how can anyone else acknowledge me if im not me#i know i sound crazy#idk dude#idk
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No this literally happened to me recentlyâ except more embarassing
#so we were at Olive Garden (me and some friends/what was really two friends and then like four people I didnât know super well)#and when it was about time to pay I kept making jokes like âoh you should pay for mine tooâ and shit and others were joining in bc funny#and everyone paid in card so they just used the fancy Olive Garden iPad thing to pay digitally#but I was doing cash#so I had to wait for the waitress to come back to hand her my money#so Iâm the very last payer#waitress comes over Iâve got my money ready so sure that Iâve counted it all out and had the perfect amount and shit#I hand it to her and sheâs like âdo you want change back?â and I say âyeahâ#even though I in fact didnât and also I was sure Iâd calculated the change back to only be like a dime or some shit so I didnât really want#she comes back after a decently long wait#keep in mind literally everyone has paid except me and my payment was holding everyone up from leaving#when she comes back she goes âyouâre a dollar and 35 cents shortâ#like.. you did not have to include the cents too. that was so goddamn rough#itâs not even like I didnât have the money I had like two $100 bills in my wallet and a fuck ton of change plus my card which had a lot too#but I was too anxious to use card reader since Iâve never used card reader before đ I recently got a card guys#and Iâm fucking red and searching through my wallet apologizing and my friendâs boyfriend makes a sound like âoof thatâs awkwardâ and laughs#donât worry he feels bad after because heâs like âI shouldnât have said that if it turned out you really couldnât payâ#but god#mortifying.#we leave after that and she doesnât ask if I want change back
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Hello, hope you're a having a good day
Could you write something about 141 x reader where the sparring session turns a little too not your usual sparring (if you know what I mean). The reader and them being all sweaty and shit and like the sexual tension that's been there for a while. This idea has been plaguing my mind since forever. Thank youuuu
Haha! Yes! Omg, I love it. Okay, for this, I didn't go full smut. When someone mentions sexual tension, I tend to hyperfocus on that and want to bathe in it. Give me naughty thoughts and flirting-maybe even some actual physical contact that borders on dangerous territory. Give me the yearning! I want to giggle and kick my feet and think about what might happen later.
So, I indulged in that regard! I had lots of fun with this. Thank you so much for sending it in!!!
For the masterlist and how to submit your own request, click HERE
Task Force 141 x TF141!Female Reader
Content & Warnings (per the warnings MDNI): swearing, suggestive themes, knife play, grinding, rough kissing, caught in the act, training, naughty thoughts, mutual yearning
Word Count: 2.4k
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John "Soap" MacTavish
âCome on. Come at me.â
Soap rolls his shoulders and then brings his fists up in a fighting stance. He makes a âgo onâ gestured with his hands.
Every muscle in your body is sore. Tired doesnât even begin to describe how youâre feeling. But you want to best Soap. Heâs been on your ass for weeks nowâinsisting that the two of you should spar together. Itâs not the sparring that makes you warm and tingly but the way he suggests it.
Always leaning in. Standing far too close. Bumping your shoulder with his.
Soap waits, but youâre not sure how to proceed. So far, youâve been completely unsuccessful. As if knowing all your moves, Soap has dodged each blow and kick, effortlessly taking you down to the mat every time you thinking youâve ensnared him.
Stealth is more your thing. Creeping around in the shadows. Taking out opponents from afar. A sniper scope is your friend. Hand-to-hand isnât.
You lunge for him and Soap steps back. Fist missing him, you sidestep and go for a jab in the stomach. Soap slaps your hand away, and you want to yell in frustration.
âSloppy today,â chides Soap, grinning like this amuses him.
It probably does. Heâs one for a good laugh.
This time you feign, and Soap takes it, moving in. Youâre ready for him, turning out of his swing to duck beneath and then aim for the face. Soap rises to block, and opens a clear line to his groin.
Fucking beautiful.
Lifting your foot, you donât tap him hard, just enough for his cheeks to go pink. Soap grunts, and you chuckle.
âShouldnât have left yourselfââ
With an oof, your back smacks against the tumble mat beneath you. Soaps snags your wrists and pins them above your head. You go to kick out at him, but Soapâs knees are between your legs. He shoves them wider.
Youâre completely trapped beneath him.
And in a completely inappropriate position.
From where youâre pinned, you notice the small beads of sweat on his brow and how a few pieces of hair stick to his skin. Though his chest is covered by a shirt, itâs snug, with every muscle on display. Those powerful thighs of his press against yours in such a way that youâre imagining nothing between your bodies.
Would he feel this powerful over you if the two of you were elsewhere? Perhaps, somewhere more private. Somewhere without a tumble mat. Somewhere with a bed.
âCanât harm the goods, love,â says Soap, his voice husky. Youâre not sure if itâs from the close contact or from the tap you gave his crotch.
âThen donât leave them vulnerable,â you reply, almost not recognizing the sound of your own voice. It too is husky as if dipped in desire.
The middle of Soapâs brow scrunches slightly. His gaze travels downward to linger on your lips and then further still until you sense him admiring more than he is observing.
âSoapââ
His gaze snaps upward. âJohnny,â he corrects. âThink weâre on closer terms.â
âAre we?â you ask, as his hips start to relax.
The press of him against you is apparent, and the hardness there is poking at you. Insistent. And you donât want to ignore it.
Instead, you press upward, grinding against him.
SoapânoâJohnny, makes a sound in his throat.
One moment youâre under him and then youâre in his lap, the two of you sitting up, staring into each otherâs eyes. Your heart hammers in your chest, and your hands fists the front of his shirt.
âYouââ
âAre we interrupting something?â
You and Johnny turn just as Ghost and Gaz enter the gym. Gaz has a towel draped over his shoulder. The water bottle he holds it half-way towards his mouth before he freezes, gaze locked on you and Johnny.
Ghost cocks his head, arms crossed over his chest.
Youâre speechless. Lost. Your mind hasnât caught up.
But Johnnyâs has.
With a twist, Johnny rolls and then lightly tosses you off him as if the two of you were simply practicing and not staring into each otherâs eyes.
âYou want a go, Lt?â asks Johnny.
Kyle "Gaz" Garrick
âYou up for another round?â asks Kyle.
The man is grinning like he could do this all day. Youâre sore everywhereâready to collapse from exhaustion. Hand-to-hand combat is not your thing which is why youâre here in the training room with Kyle.
Yes, you need practice, but youâve also had your eye on him, admiring him when you think no one is looking. Itâs an excuse for some alone time.
âIâd rather eat glass,â you mutter, snatching up your water bottle and drinking the last of it.
âHate me that much?â he teases.
âSo much so that I wanted to spend the afternoon beating your ass.â
Kyle bursts out laughing. He snatches the water bottle out of your hand and aims it at you, squeezing. Thereâs nothing in it. A few measly drops hit your face and then you lunge for him. Kyle jumps back and extends his arms outward.
âOne more round.â He winks. âCome on, love.â
Heâs being cheeky, and your blood is pumping.
Kyle tosses your water bottle to the side as you stride forward. His arms go up, and then the two of you are nothing but flying fists and feet. Heâs faster, blocking every blow you send his way.
Sweat accumulates on your brow and on the back of your neck, dripping down your spine. You lick your lips, taste the salt from the sweat.
You duck. Swing. Kyle snatches your wrist and twists, pinning your arm behind you. With a sharp jab of your elbow, you nail Kyle in the stomach, freeing yourself.
As you spin to lash out, Kyle is right there, in your space, blocking all movement. You try to step back, to allow space in your next strike, but Kyle rushes in. The two of you are twisted up. Falling. Slamming into the mat on the floor.
You shove and Kyle resists, his strength outmatching yours. With cheek pressed into the mat, you have nowhere to go. Youâre completely on your stomach, and all of Kyleâs weight is on you. He breathes heavily, chest heaving. You feel his breath against your skin, and the contact only sends your skin into a shiver.
Your mind drifts, lingering in places it shouldnât. WorseâKyle is aroused. His hardness pokes at your ass. But whether he notices or not is unclear.
âYouâre improving,â he says.
âI have a good teacher.â
Kyle makes a noise that sounds like agreement. Every muscle is tense, and even Kyleâs hold on you seems laced with something harsh. But then it eases. Softens. His grip loosens enough that you roll onto your side, glancing up at him.
He is so goddamn close. Just a gentle tilt of the head and your lips would meet his. It wouldnât be that hard. Heâs right there.
Kyle blinks, and then his gaze trails downward, lingering on your lips.
âWe,â he begins. âWe shouldnât.â
âWhy?â
His thumb traces along the side of your throat, and your eyelids flutter with contentment. A little moan escapes you, and you hear Kyleâs sharp inhale.
âFuck,â he mutters. âFuck it.â
His thumb becomes his whole hand. Holding you in place, Kyle goes all in, claiming your lips with his. It is dominating, and you happily give in to him.
John Price
Your back hits the tumble mat with a sharp slap. The exposed portions of your shoulders and back sting from the contact.
"Again."
Groaning, you push up to a seated position. "We've been at this for hours."
"And you need practice," counters Price.
He's hatless. And shirtless. Only in cargo pants and boots, Captain Price's bare skin glistens with sweat. You won't pretend that the sight of him like this doesn't intrigue you. For months now you've been observing Captain Price in more than just a professional manner. It's hard not to, and the sweat-drenched man before you isn't helping things.
Captain Price runs his fingers through his hair, taking a step back. The casualness to the movement causes your stomach to twist with desire. Your body betrays you, and you have no idea if these feelings are entirely one-sided. Sometimes you think you might gleam a notion of his thoughts, but it always manages to slip through your grasp.
Price offers his hand, and an idea forms.
You extend yours, but don't close the distance. Price is the one that leans forward to do so. It's the perfect opportunity. When your fingers close around his, you tug back, throwing him off balance.
Price tips forward, and you turn to the side as he crashes down to the mat. In one fluid movement, you roll Price onto his back and straddle his stomach.
"Never let your guard down. That's what you always say."
Price's eyes widen slightly before softening. The corner of his mouth twitches into a hint of amusement. It immediately sends heat flaring through you.
"I do," he replies, and it's nearly a coo.
That smirk of his widens into an actual smile, and then it's you on your back and Price straddling. You strike out with an elbow but Price catches your swing, trapping your arms above your head. He bends forward a bit, and it is then that you feel the stiffness against your stomach.
Price makes no move to hide it, and you donât dare glance downward.
"You need to do better-"
"Captain."
Price immediately recoils, sitting up and releasing your arms. You twist to look behind you, only to find Ghost and Soap standing nearby. Ghost is ever the silent observer, but Soap's head is slightly tilted to the side, the middle of his brow pinched like he's not sure what's happening.
"Meeting starts in five,â says Soap. âCame to find you."
Price coughs and then he's off you, kneeling and offering you a hand again. You don't try to knock him down.
"Just going over some pointers,â replies Price.
"Pointers?" deadpans Ghost and you shoot him a look. He shrugs at you, gaze lingering before moving to his captain.
"Give me ten minutes. Shower. Then I'll be there."
Captain Price gives you a quick glance before walking off with Soap. Ghost crosses his arms over his chest and just stares.
âWhat?" you snap
"Pointers," he repeats.
"Oh, fuck off, Simon."
He chuckles and turns to follow the two out of the training room.
Simon "Ghost" Riley
"Your posture is terrible."
"That's very helpful, Lieutenant,â you deadpan.
"Are you sassing me?"
"No."
Simon shakes his head and sighs. âCanât throw a knife accurately if youâre hunched like a goblin.â
âGoblin,â you mutter under your breath. âAsshole.â
âWhat was that?â
You clear your throat. âSeems easy, Lieutenant. You just throw the pointy end at the enemy.â
Simon grunts and then grabs your raised arm. "You won't hit anything standing like that."
You resist his pull but you're outmatch when it comes to strength. With one hand on your arm and one on your waist, Simon shifts you into position.
"Like this," he instructs, bringing your arm back. "Firm grip. Feet pointed forward." Simon releases your arm but his hand on your waist remains. "Throw. At the target."
You let the knife fly. It strikes just right of the bullseye.
"Again,â nods Simon.
"Really?"
Simon slowly drops his hand from your waist, the tips of fingers lingering a second longer than necessary.
Removing a knife from his boot, Simon flips it end over end. "We could hone your skills a different way."
"What way?"
âGrab your knife and find out.â
Stalking toward the bullseyes, you yank out the knife, joining Simon in the sparring ring. He bends at the knee, crouching into a fight stance. You mimic the movement.
Simon lunges first and you sidestep. But he's quick for such a large man. He moves around and behind you so fast he's almost a blur.
Grabbing your wrist, Simon lightly twists and pins you against his front, the knife tip pointed at your throat.
"Again,â he growls.
Simon lightly shoves you away. You spin. Striking out. He slaps your arm down and raises his own, the knife tip pointed at your throat for a second time.
"Again."
Showing your teeth, you charge at him, barreling into him at the middle. Simon staggers but doesn't faulter. He attempts to toss you off him, but you remain firm, grabbing hold.
This unloads him, his weight toppling with you. The two of you go down. Simon rolls you onto your back, his body pressed to yours, knife at your throat again.
"Better,â he says. âStill needs improvement."
You go to shove him off, but Simon doesn't budge. He remains where he is, and every point of contact is like an electrical spark. Even his face is close, balaclava nearly scratching against your skin. There is not part of him youâre not touching.
Awareness settles in.
Simon is all hardness over you.
"Have any tips you can give me?" you reply.
His gaze slowly lowers to your lips. His hips shift slightly, something stiff poking against your inner thigh.
âI have one,â he murmurs.
Bet I can guess.
âHow do you want it?â he continues.
"You're the expert," you reply softly, hooking your leg over the back of his.
It's an invitation, one you aren't sure he'll take.
Thereâs a brief pause, and then Simon hums in agreement. Itâs a pleased sound, one that instantly makes you shiver. Without taking the knife from your throat, he closes the distance, lips pressing against yours through the balaclava.
Heat erupts, the knife in your hand forgotten on the floor as you grab at him, fingers digging in.
It's only a tease. You want the real thing.
"What's the tip?" you ask once he breaks the connection.
Simon answers by grinding his hips against yours.
That one. Got it.
âWe shouldââ
A door slams from somewhere down the hall. Simonâs head snaps up. The knife disappears, and then Simon is pushing himself away, kneeling beside you. His head is turned toward the main doors, but no one enters.
âItâs late,â you say. No one should be coming this way.
He turns back to you. âYour knife skills are shit.â
You groan. âI know. Goblin hunch. Got it.â
Simon snorts, and offers his hand. You take it, and he pulls you into a seated position. âJust a few more rounds,â he says, and then with a husky twinge to his tone, âand then Iâll go make sure the locker room is clear.â
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âpairings. sunghoon x fem!reader
âdesc. Sunghoon makes you squirt...a lot.
â warnings. SMUT. MDNI, squirting, head; female receiving, drabble
"oh!" You squeaked out, arching your entire body off the bed as Sunghoon kept your hips firmly in place. His head was between your legs tongue lapping at your core like a starving man. He had come home from practice acting like a starved man falling to his knees almost instantly upon arriving.
He gave you nearly no time to adjust before he was between your legs ripping your panties down and devouring your pussy like a Sunday morning brunch. You weren't complaining though. Not one bit.
"Fuck" You wheezed gripping Sunghoon's hair in your hands, tugging at him to bring his head up just bit. He looked at you with eyes dark with lust. Breathing heavily you said "I appreciate this and all but what's the sudden rush?"
"I needed you" Sunghoon said nonchalantly with all but a shrug he reattached himself to your dripping wet core. "My god" You muttered out when Sunghoon added pressure sucking on the nub oof your clit.
"That feel good baby?" He asked when he came up for a second of air. He gave you no chance to respond before he was back to his meal. You had never seen Sunghoon so feral before. Sure he had horny but never had he got this ravenous. You seriously wondered what had happened to get him this wanting for you.
You made a mental note to ask him again after this because certainly there was nothing you could do that would get him away from your pussy right now. It was seriously so hot. Your body was heating up at the pressure of his tongue sucking and lapping at you.
"Yes" You finally responded to him, hands still gripping his hair tightly. "Feels so good hoonie" You moaned aloud. Your legs shook and attempted to close as the pleasure became even more all consuming. Sunghoon reached his arms around spreading your legs apart roughly an animalistic growl leaving following suit.
"Don't you dare close these legs" He growled out, your eyes rolled to the back of your head at the sound of his growls becoming even more wet if that were even possible at this point.
Sunghoon lifted his head once again replacing his tongue with his fingers to rub at your clit. "Holy-" Your body jerked at the stimulation to your clit.
"Fuck you're so fucking sexy" Sunghoon said his eyes drinking in your entire body. His other hand that wasn't working on your clit roughly attached itself to the top of your thin tank top, yanking it down to reveal your breasts to his hungry eyes.
"Your tits are fucking amazing sweetheart" Sunghoon purred attaching his lips to your nipples as his fingers continued their assault on your clit. The arousal from his fingers and now his tongue on your sensitive nipples were close to becoming too much for you. Your hand gripped onto your other breast trying to ground yourself as the pleasure over took your entire body.
The trembling of your body had Sunghoon quickening the pace of his fingers, sticking one inside your heat with no warning at all.
"It's too...much" You gasped body once again arching up into sunghoon.
"I know sweetheart.." Sunghoon cooed at you "but you're doing so good baby girl just a little more for me yeah?" He asked kissing your nipple lightly. "You can do a little more for me right baby? for me?"
"Yes" You cried "for you!"
"That's it" Sunghoon encouraged as you continued to tremble your mouth opening in a silent scream, your eyes rolling to the very back of your head. Your end was here and it was quite literally one of the most intense orgasms you had ever had.
The shake of your body and the gushing from your core had Sunghoon dazed. His eyes glazed over as he watched you squirt all over him and the bed beneath you two.
"Holy shit" Sunghoon wheezed looking at you with wide eyes as you tried your best to regulate your breathing.
Your cheeks heating up at the embarrassment of what just happened. "I made a mess..."You whispered out. Your eyes adverted looking everywhere but at Sunghoon.
"That was so fucking hot" Sunghoon laughed jumping up from the bed. "I can't believe you did that baby" He finally looked at your noticing your cringing expression.
"What's wrong?" He asked rushing to your side quickly "Are you hurt baby?" He asked you shook your head looking down at the blankets playing with the corner of it in attempt to not look him in the eye.
"That was a little embarrassing.." You trailed off. Sunghoon shook his head quickly a smile on his face "No baby, that was the hottest thing i've ever seen trust me"
"Really?" You asked looking for the extra validation.
"Yes" Sunghoon nodded "In fact I want to do it again..." His smirk was all you needed to see before he pounced back on you seeing if he could make you squirt again, and again, and again.
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â LOVE ME, LOVE ME [NOT] ! â
ᥴꪍâ synopsis. on your life, you swore you hated him. that stupid smirk that curled against his lips, you loathed toji fushiguro. but how does a single kiss change that? is this hatred you feelâor is it romantic denial?
wc. 8.4k
warnings. fem! reader, arranged marriage au, slow burn (?), sharing one bed, unrequited love, degradation, praise, edging, size difference, fingering, semi public, implied multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, cunnilingus, impact play.
âya just gonna stand there or,â toji raises a brow, and you gave him the biggest glare imaginable. it was late at night, about a quarter past eleven and you were exhausted.
you had a long day, and the last thing youâd wanna come back home to was a guy on your bed. toji was sprawled all out, stretched all over your side of the bed, and he gives you a teasing grin. âso yâer the brat iâm supposed to marry.â
âyouâre not sleeping here.â you grouse, making an attempt to shove him but it gets literally nowhere. toji stays put, glancing up at you and his facial expression was purely amused.
he hums. âoh? says who?â
âsays me. now move before iâ,â you chastise, crawling into the bed to move him before with quick reflexes, he gets ahold of you â and stupidly, you fall right into his chest, a sudden oof sound departing from your lips before he snickers.
ânow weâre both scared, princess,â toji rolls his eyes, and youâre all propped up against his chest. he was so warm, and oh how he smelled so good..
tojiâs got the biggest smirk on his lips as youâre awkwardly laid on his lap. the both of you share an intense gaze that felt like forever - and once he finally breaks the silence, he mutters, âquite a brat but i gotta admit, yâer real pretty up close.â
you shift your eyes away, and you let off a soft gasp once a hand of his brushes against your waist. toji continued to speak, and his tone was a bit more pitchy and stern. âglare all ya want dollface, âm not moving.â
âfucking bastard..â you grumbled underneath your breath, crawling off from his lap before he pulled you back into him.Â
âwhoâs gonna marry this bastard though,â and then he clicks his tongue, adding a snarky, âuh huh. exactly. but at least come up with better insults than that,â and itâs a long awkward pause. toji finally looks up at you again, his tantalizing grin fading before darkened irises of his lock onto yours.
it was intimate.
the eye contact was, strangely sensual⌠you wanted to know more about this man.Â
youâve heard countless stories, especially the ones where he was known for being notorious but youâve always pondered. out of any random guy, you got paired up to be betrothed to the infamous toji fushiguro.Â
he ends the silence with ⌠a deep kiss.Â
everything moved at such a speed, you didnât even realize you were kissing him until you felt his tongue run down yours. he had such a flavor, your eyes briefly closed, returning the gesture and he cups yours face. a low grunt could be heard from him, and despite it being secondsâŚtoji was definitely addicted to your sweetened taste.Â
it took you a long moment before you pull away, strands of spit departing and you stutter out a timid, âw-what was that for?â
âwhyâd you kiss back?â he eyes you down, and he brings a thumb up to your lips, swiping against it and it was unintentionally sexyâtoji stares down at your lips, as if he wanted to kiss you again, but his eyes then flicker back up towards you. âif weâre gonna be tied together, you should know how to kiss,â only to then he replies with a sassy, ââŚyou could use some work though.â
ââŚshut up,â you groused, a cute pout forming on your lips as you scoot away to shove a pillow at him. âwhatever. iâm going to bed. we have stupid rehearsal tomorrow.â
toji runs a hand through his hair as he snickers, watching your frustrated obvious embarrassed state. you reach to turn off the lamp, getting comfortable underneath the fat silk covers.Â
âarenât ya gonna ask for a goodnight kiss?â
âfuck you, toji.â
âheh. one day, girl.â
with furrowed eyebrows, you didnât get what he meant, and once you didâyou were glad it was pitch dark so he couldnât see your visible abashed expression.Â
momentarily, the two of you ended up sleeping. youâre all the way on the other side of the bed, yet due to toji being a rough sleeper apparently, he finds himself getting close to you.
regardless of being crazy in bed whilst in a deep slumber, he surprisingly didnât snore.Â
you found yourself tucked right in his strong arms. you felt safeâsecure. leaning into his warmth, you suddenly feel a cold sweat wash over you.Â
beat after beat, your heart raced and what your mind processed. it felt so surreal.
you felt a mixture of both, hotâŚcoldâŚ. a plethora of feelings.Â
once your eyes shot open, your first reaction was to wake up toji. of course, youâd ignore your feelings and go back to sleep. but something deep inside you was telling you, you need him.Â
âwhaââ he grumbles, his tone was hoarse due to him waking up abruptly, it was around probably three thirty in the morning. he was about to reply with a usual teasing remark before he spots you, hovering over him with tears stinging in your eyes. âhey. heyâŚwhatâs the uh⌠matter?â
his tone suddenly went tender, you stare at toji, observing his face with blurred eyes from the tears. your eyes met towards his relaxed face, his perfectly structured chin, even his slanted scar that ran across a part of his lip.Â
âiâ it wasâŚâ you sniffle, but for some reason, the words got trapped into your throat. sealed, preventing you from muttering another word.Â
âshhâŚitâs okay, itâs okay,â he repeats, bringing you close towards his chest. you tried to relax within his grip, heâs so gentle and drags a hand down your back soothingly. âeasy, girl. iâmâŚhere.â
judging from the continuous pauses in tojiâs tone, you could tell he didnât know what to say â what to do, but he knew he had to at least hold you.
you felt insanely vulnerable, all to a man youâve only known for maybe whatâŚa few hours.Â
his voice, it was relaxing and soft, despite its roughness. the rhythm his hand had, stroking back and forth against your back, you let off a low sigh. his cologne wafts against your nose before you slowly look up at toji, and heâs already staring at you.Â
ââŚyou good?â he mutters, an eyebrow slightly raising.Â
ây-yeah,â you mumble, a tiny pout glossing on your lips again. it was cute â he was about to comment on it, yet you watch him start to shift away. you wrap your arms around his waist, briefly doing a head shake. âstay still, toji.â
âooh. first name basis now?â he hums, fully complying with your request. his thumb lightly grazes near your back before you feel his chest jerk a bit from a chortle. âbut okay, we can stay like this princess.â
you felt your face get hot at the pet name, whyâ?
just him calling you âprincessâ was enough to make you feel such intensity. he brushes a hand back and forth swiftly. it was tender, you let off a soft sigh, any signs of nervousness leaving you completely.Â
ââŚdonât call me that.â you grumbled, your eyes shifted up at him and he rolls his eyes.Â
âand yet yâer still talking,â he chastised, this time a pout forming on his lips, it was cute.
the way the scar that ran across the edge of his mouth tugged together solely from the movements of his facial expressions.
toji catches you staring at him before he breathes out, âi donât even get a thank you,â he nudges you, an attempt to lighten the moodâto perhaps earn out a smile out of you, and that he did. âget some sleep though, brat. got me hugging you, tch.â
it was a drag. reality coming to you that not only had you have to marry this man, but you had to live with him also..
multiple days passed, the two of you practically pretended each other didnât exist.
toji was almost always working . .
albeit, heâs never told you specifically what his occupation was.
you knew he was a feared manâfor whatever strange reason, but you decided to not comment on it. perhaps that was a good thing.Â
sooner rather than later, your wedding date was approaching. everything felt like it was going at a rapid speed.
toji was, well . . . a private man to say the least. you tried to get to know him, but he was like an empty canvas. there was something he didnât want to tell you.Â
ex-wife, ex-girlfriend..?Â
you couldnât help but ponder. sure, he was an attractive man. quite very much easy on the eyes. such striking features, heavily intimidating. if only he didnât have such a huge ego. he was practically insufferable to live with. the two of you were total opposites in terms of personality.Â
heâd often tease you every chance he got, poking fun at you for even the smallest things.Â
ââŚwow,â toji muttered, leaning back against his chair. the moment you stepped into the room in nothing but a pretty silk dress, his eyes roamed and roamed.Â
it was a pretty long a-line dress. it was perfectly sewn on, hugging your curves tightly, the sash that ran across your waist. toji for once was speechless, his eyes lingered towards your entire frame. your figureâit was forever gorgeous in his eyes. for a moment, you saw a sudden look in his irises, as if heâs been in this moment before.Â
he has. judging from his past, but you didnât know that.Â
toji dismisses a sudden flashback before focusing his attention back towards you, standing up from his chair, uttering a, âcâmere. i wanna get a closer look.â
âwas that a good wow or a bad wow?â you puff out, sliding your feet across the floor towards him. you swallow to yourself, canât help but feel a certain butterfly stir up inside you.
tojiâs eyes were on you the entire time. his eyes linger down your body and seeing how the way it fit perfectly before he mutters.Â
âitâs whatever you want it to be, princess.â
âwhy canât you just reply like a normal person?â you furrow your eyebrowsâvisibly trying to hide your embarrassment.
toji snickers. âyou look gorgeous,â and he looks as if he wants to touch you, but he halts, tugging on his tie before trying to maintain a neutral gaze. âis this the one?â
âyeah,â you mutter, and thatâs when for a brief moment. the two of you just stand there. tojiâs hands were buried in his pockets, and heâs got that annoying simper resting on his face.
this man.
it was as if his irises were a mystery â pools of complete mystery. you could never read him.Â
toji brings a hand towards your face, and he strokes your chin with the pad of his thumb. âyou know,â he starts in a rough voice, feeling how claustrophobic it almost was . . the two of you cramped up in a dressing room like this, you tried to dismiss any dirty thoughts. âi keep noticing how bad you are at eye contact, princess. you have a habit of staring at my lips instead of my eyes.Â
ââŚshut up.â you mumble, practically leaning into his touch despite your stubbornness. he smiles, derisively raising a brow.Â
âif ya want another kiss from yâer husband, just say that.â toji murmurs, his strokes went towards your lips. heâs the one who looks at your lips this time, almost witnessing the whine that was about to leave your mouth.Â
it suddenly felt hot . . . scorching.Â
the gaze he had on you, such a meaningless yet seductive look. as if he was forevermore captivated by your beauty, and in this case he was.
ââŚtoji,â was all you let out, a soft pout going against your glossed lips. he looked so handsome up close. darkened strands of hair that ran down his eyes briefly, it was ruffled.Â
you loathed feeling like this, that stare he gave you. it started to make you feel a certain type of way, between your legs.
âyeahh?â he slyly remarks, leaning up close. just inches apart, he was so close to kissing you. you smelled mint with a slight tang of alcohol run on his breath, he knew what he was doing. âneedy girl. look at that pout, so cute.â
âkiss me, toji.â you breathe, not even intending to sound so whiny.
it killed you, seeing how desperate you were for another one of his kisses. you craved it though. the way whenever his lips would hit against yours, it felt you were the only person in the world. he knew thatâd be the only way to shut you up.Â
âlook at you using your words,â he hums, sliding his thumb against your bottom lip for a final time. toji then leans in, tilting your chin a bit and his lips gently press against yours.
your lashes fluttered, feeling a certain feeling stir up inside you. you couldnât describe it . . . again, this man.Â
you made it known to yourself that you wouldnât get like this for anyone. feel this âŚ. weak. yet with toji, he had you wrapped around his finger.Â
it was that easy.Â
just from a kiss.Â
a stupid kiss.Â
toji grips your chin, and you move back until youâre pinned against the wall. the pure feeling of the cold mirror frame skimming against your back.Â
toji grunts in your mouth, his tongue colliding against yours throughout each second. his hands started to roam up your body, as if he was waiting to touch on you.
graze his fingers down every inch of your pretty physique. you moan, feeling a rough hand of his slowly lift your leg up.Â
the soft fabric of your dress ruffles against his thigh, and your leg ends up wrapping around him.
he chuckles, deepening the kiss, you felt the very edge of his scar tickle against you. âfuck, yâer something else,â he says between kisses, and he feels you tugging on his tie.Â
in the background played some catchy tune â a random popular song, you felt the warmth of tojiâs body grind against you.
so incredibly good, the tips of your ears started to heat up. his hand trails lower and lower until your breath hitched, feeling the tips of his fingers dance against your skin.
âyou do realize weâre in public, right sweetheart?â toji whispers, breaking his lips away to kiss near your neck. he smelled intoxicating, a perfect mixture of cologneâsurprisingly not a cheap kind. it smelled worth a hefty value, and it made you gnaw on your lip. âare you-â
âyou talk too much,â you chastise, grabbing onto his wrist. he snickers, watching you take a hold of his grip. you drag his hand between your legs, letting off a puff. âi justâi donât care. i want you to touch me. youâ you tease me all day, ân i- i just wantââ
toji stares at you, youâre still making his hand go down until itâs right between your thighs. raising up your dress that wasnât paid for, his fingers brush against your panties. ââŚoh,â he purrs, arched brows pressing together. âyouâre kinky. but okay, if my pretty wife wants me to touch her, then iâll touch her.â
âiâmâŚnot your wife, idiot.â you pant.Â
âdonât worry, girl. you will be,â he mumbles, bringing his lips towards the side of your neck.
he sinks his teeth gently, nipping at the sensitive skin to hear you moan.
you were so close to himâthe way his touch sent you into a complete frenzy. toji slides your panties to the side, and you let off a whine, feeling him feel the slickness that stuck against your folds. âaw. were you wet this entire time we were out?â
you felt your face heat up. oh, you were extremely embarrassed.Â
he had you like this, soaking wet. you couldnât even explain why. this man had you like this⌠so feral.Â
to think you were gonna walk down the aisle with him pretty soon. at this particular point, you didnât care about feelings. by now, you werenât even sure of what you felt towards toji. you just knew that you wanted him to touch you.Â
âso impatient,â toji murmurs, making you lean back against the wall. he was such a tease, staring daggers, sexual daggers right at you.
toji stares as you tug on his pants, you donât even know what came of youâit was as if your body craved him. âwe just had one more store, princess. you couldnât wait?â
ââŚtoji,â youâd pout. pulling on the thin fabric of his tuxedo. he looked so handsome. you only started to imagine what heâd look like once the two of you officially got hitched. he raises his brows, leaning towards you before you gasp once he brushes a finger towards your exposed clit. âi- i canât fucking wait anymore. please, justââ
âwatch that mouth of yours,â toji sneers, and he cuts you off with a deep kiss.Â
you moan, feeling entirely hot once he slowly inserts a finger inside. ânasty girl. walkinâ around this wet,â heâd grumble, your arms went over his neck as you bit your lip. âeasy. relax, thereeee we go. good girl,â and his praises went straight towards your cunt.
he had such a way with words, his fingers had quite a length to it not to mention. all throughout, you felt him prod against your walls and you whined for more. âi knew weâd get along.â
âs-shut up.â
âs-shut uppp,â he mocks your tone, a raspy snicker following. he grins at the cute scowl that went on your lips before you mom again. he reached so deep, and then he added another finger inside. toji watched as you glossed lips parted, you were heavily panting. âsuch a mess down here. just filthy.â
he was so gentle with his strokesâa simple bowling ball grip that made your maw practically drop. it felt so good, gingerly caressing your clit. your chest heaved and heaved, and you started to whimper against his ear.Â
he loved whenever you did that. the sweet pitches your voice would make, it was almost melodic.
âf-fuck,â youâd sigh, trying to focus on your breathing patterns. you had to remind yourself the two of you were in public.
in a secluded dressing room.
the circular motions he created made you practically squeeze your plushy thighs together. he was so good with his hands, it made your eyes start to roll back dramatically. âright there, t-toji.â
âsqueeze around me so goodâwonder how youâd be with me doinâ the real thing, princess.â and the way heâd do that thing, pitching his voice into a husky rasp. it made you feel a surge of tingles coarse all throughout your body. you were essentially hugging him, your unbought dress lazily pulled up. âtell me howâs it feel, talk to me.â
his words⌠it was so sensual, he goes right up against your ear as he spoke. licking against your earlobe before it turns into brief nibbling. he knew what he was doing, getting you all hot and bothered. Â
you swallowed thickly, and he has a perfect tempo. not to fast, not too slow. by this point, both of his fingers that was shoved into your pussy was covered in your sweetened slick.Â
âgood, f-feels good,â youâd whine out, pant after pant. your breathing became erraticâmind swollen with nothing but filthy thoughts. just the sheer reality of being fingered like this, it made you a little wet. no, it made you incredibly wet.Â
tojiâs stimulating your clit, his formation was forever euphoric.
it was like a drug, the way you wanted his fingers slid in and out. he purposely grew quiet so you could hear the sloppy squelches your cunt made in retaliation. âlisten how she just⌠talks back, no fuckinâ manners just like you.â
your bottom lip quivered, his dirty talkâŚÂ
each word going straight between your thighs. with your back arching, you felt yourself clamp around him, a big squeeze.
it was like with the tips of his fingers, he knew how to reach every crevice, everywhere inside your folds. âthe way yâer voice always gets high once i get to this spot. such a sensitive baby.â
curling and curling, tojiâs fingers was going in and out of you. by this point, you were completely drenched. he was using his entire wrist, you felt the cold hand of his watch skim against your skin in the process. âi-iâm getting close, toji fuckkk.â
âyeah. bet you are,â he nips at your neck, speeding up his fingers just a bit. you felt dizzy, forevermore trapped in your mindâchasing a powerful incoming orgasm. it was no denying, your legs were just trembling by this point. he knew the anatomy of your pussy perfectly, as if he was skilled in it professionally. âi want you to do somethinâ for me.â
âhuh?â you whined, still propped up against the mirror. heâs still trapped with your arms wrapped around his neck, right between your legs just barely.Â
toji sneaks a kiss near the inner part of your neck before mumbling, âi want you to make a mess on me. can ya do that?â
as your eyelids droop, becoming lower and lower, you pathetically nod, whimpering out a sweet shaky, âokay, okay.â Â
toji felt the texture inside of youâŚeasily stretching your walls a bit with just two slender fingers. his fingers was thick though, your mouth hung open with not even coherent words coming out. just cacophonies of, âtoji,â and âf-fuckk,â with many others.Â
he kept a gaze on you the entire time, he wasnât sure by this particular point what he felt towards you. the noises that escaped from your lips, he wanted to hear more of it, maybe even drag out a sweet scream from you.Â
ât-toji, âs gonnaâŚâ you slur out your words, sounding like you were running a marathon.
he maneuvers circles against your clit with two fingers, tickling against your opening and you let off a whimpering, âoh my god, oh my g-godddd.â
ââŚyâer so loud,â he rasps, leaning in to shut you up with a kiss. it was passionateâa tang of sloppiness to it. his tongue ran against yours, and you felt a coil within you abruptly snap.Â
once you orgasm, it was far more than you expected. because you felt even more soaked. you shivered, a muffled orgasm pouring into his lips before toji slows his fingers down.Â
pulling away, heâs watching with sly eyes of the stringy cobweb of saliva depart from both lips, he huffs. âgirl, did you just squirt on me?â
your nerves, you whimpered once he slide a thumb against your pulsating nub, taking his fingers out to gawk at it. how you effortlessly coated his fingers with your slick. you didnât reply, youâre in the midst of catching your breath before toji hums.
âyeah. you fuckinâ squirted on me,â he answers his own question, about to lean in for another kiss. yet thatâs when the door knocks obnoxiously.Â
itâs an older lady, and sheâs got quite the vexed voice. âexcuse me sir, the storeâs closed. can you two pleaseââ
âyeah, yeah weâre coming,â toji rolls his eyes, and youâve never been more embarrassed.
he peppers a kiss against your forehead before glancing down at your dress with a smirk. âyouâll be a doll and pay for that, right? itâs a little damaged but i'm sure youâve got that covered, baby.â
cheap bastard.Â
itâd always be moments like this between you two. except, the both of you never went all the way. toji liked to take his time with you. he wanted to make you waitâit irked you.Â
he was a professional at getting on your nerves, making your eyes roll to the very depths of your skull.
it was like the more time you spent with him, the more you started to feel this ⌠feeling.Â
you didnât know what it was. you couldnât describe it. all you knew was that it felt weird.
not so much in a weird way, more of a ⌠natural way. you canât remember the last time youâve felt like this.Â
perhaps calling it love was foolish, then again you hated not being able to describe this feeling. whatever it was.Â
toji started to grow attached to you â whether he was too stubborn to realize it or not.Â
it would be small things, calling you while he was at work just to tease you, help you get things from the top shelves⌠feeling him against you, just fantasizing about that made you start to throb.Â
preparations for the wedding felt like it was taking centuries â everything had to be perfect.
eventually, you picked out a dress. it fit perfectly, and toji hasnât seen it yet.Â
sooner than you knew it, it was the day of the wedding.
the arranged marriage.
truth be told, you still barely knew the gist of everything. itâs probably been about a good half month before the day eventually comes. the two of you ended up going separately, not together.Â
alas, you and toji end up running into each other near the entrance of the venue.Â
âtoji,â youâd mumble, words being caught way back in your throat.
he was suited up, so handsome. slicked down with a tuxedo. with hands buried in his pockets, his head was slightly tilted down as he gifted you with the same gaze. âwe arenât supposedâwe arenât supposed to see each other before the ceremony,â and your words trail the more he trods towards you. âit gives us bad luck.â
âhey girl,â he murmurs in that familiar rasp. his naturally ruffled hair was slightly slicked back, a few strands poking through. âyou look like my wife already,â
and you felt your heart race, hearing him say that, âmy wife.â it made your eyebrows slightly curl in puzzlement before he strokes your cheek. âiâve been meaning to see you anyway. this wedding is gonna last us all day.â
you stare up at him, a tiny glimmer in your eye before breathing. ââŚwell yeah, the after party and everything. why do you-â
âthe more i stare at your dress, the more i wanna tear it off,â he uttered, his voice pitches a deep low. he swipes his thumb directly next to your chin. leaning into his touch, you returned the same eye contact, and he sighs. âi donât want any other eyes seeing this but me.â
âso take it off then,â you mutter, watching the scar slanted against tojiâs lips curl into a playful grin. âitâs about time, toji.â
with an eye roll, he grabs your wrist lightly, pulling you into one of the fitting rooms of the venue.
scattered everywhere was a bunch of preparations for the wedding. multiple dresses, cakes, and even presents. yet, the two of you could care less about that.Â
âwe gotta work on that annoying ass attitude of yours,â he breathes, not wanting to waste a split second. toji lifts you up, moving you towards the table. you wrap your arms around him before gasping.Â
âdonât ruin my dress, toji. ân âiâm not gonna pay for it again.â you say against his ear, hearing him smack his lips in reprisal.Â
âyeah yeah. i wonât ruin it, baby,â he rolls his eyes, carefully reaching beneath your back.
he slowly unzips it, watching the fabric drag down your chest before youâre almost exposed. his eyes roamed, making you feel a sudden heat pulse between your legs. he had one of the most intimidating gazes ever known to man.Â
once toji helps you fully get out of your dress.
his eyes avert towards between your thighs, squeezed tightly shut. ââŚgirl,â he rasps, making your legs part briefly before flickering his eyes right back towards you. âwere you really gonna walk down the aisle with no panties?Â
âiâ i forgot,â you huff out, running a few fingers through his hair. if you werenât mistaken, you could hear a purr come from tojiâs lips. the way you massaged his scalp with such ease, your touch was everlastingly gentle. âi was rushing earlier and-â
ânah, you didnât forget. you did this for me, didnât you princess?â he whispers, leaning in to plant a kiss near the inner part of your neck.Â
his lips were so soft.
with a loud clank towards the wooden floor, your heels fell to the ground with an abrupt thud. toji was so touchy, his rough textured hands wandered all over your body. such shivers coming out of you. ây-yes,â youâd drag out, desperately longing for him to just be inside you already.Â
youâve fantasized about this particular moment in more ways than you could countâŚ
likewise, you were far too embarrassed to flat out ask toji to please you.
except for the moment between the two of you at the mall, that was the closest youâve ever gotten. as mentioned before, he liked making you wait. he figured the wedding day would be the best day to show you how to deal with a real husband.Â
in more ways than one⌠but specifically - the bedroom.
he couldnât keep his hands off you, it was impossible. you took the chance to gnaw on your lip, feeling him touch all over you. such rough hands, yet so tender. he starts off with kisses near your lips, chaste ones near the corner of your mouth, beneath your chin, your neckâŚ
as he inched lower and lower, you intake a sharp breath, feeling a few strands of his hair tickle against your skin.
âpretty body all jusâ for me,â heâd murmur, an almost coo escaping from his lips. youâre propped up on the table before toji sprawls your legs apart. he leers at the way your legs, the fishnets that purely decorated it.Â
with his teeth, he starts to tear them off before you whine. âtojiâ i have to keep these.â
âyâer dress is long, baby. no oneâs gonna be looking at my girl under here,â he replies, such a deep tone hovering underneath his wordings by defeault.Â
again, the way he addressed you as âhis girl,â it pathetically made you throb. a weird feeling throbbed inside of your heart ; the same feeling you always failed to describe.Â
to think you werenât so fond of this egotistical arrogant man, and nowâyou were happily drenched for him.
time felt like it went by so fast. those two months youâve gotten to know this man felt like two seconds. mayhaps that unfamiliar that continued to reside in your chest wasâŚlove?Â
just imagining that made you almost gag, but perhaps that was it.
could it be that you were falling for a guy you were arranged to spend the rest of your life with? you remember a conversation with toji, telling him that you had a bit of commitment issues.Â
so did he.Â
that caused the two of you to bond, and toji even opened up to you a bit. about his ex-wife.
he was really selective with his words, but whenever he spoke about her, his eyes always lit up.
toji knew what it was like to be in love already. you didnât.Â
âalways trapped up in those pretty thoughts of yours, huh,â toji snaps you back to reality.
heâs made sure not to ruin your fishnets, swiftly peeling them down with his teeth before you donât even realize heâs already got you more soaked than you were before.
your cunt drooled for himâaching for more of his touch. the second you felt his breath fan against your entrance, heâs toying with you by blowing against your pussy.Â
you whined, starting to pant with your eyes flickering straight down towards him. âf-fuck. our marriageâs gonna get bad luck, toji.. wasnât supposed to see me y-yet.â
âiâm gonna marry you tonight, princess,â he reassures you. and for a split second, he has this stare as if heâs entirely joking with you.
however, his tone always sounded deadly serious.Â
that rasp to it made you squeeze your thighs shut together in desperation. ânothinâ is gonna happen. we wonât get bad luck.â
and you moaned, watching him smear a thumb down your swollen clit.
itâs pulsing, and he doesnât wait to lick a long stripe against your folds. his tongue made you swallow, already your legs started to quaver.Â
he lays the base of his tongue flat against your pussy, and you bite your lip, feeling the edge of his scar swipe by your entrance.Â
you liked that, a lot. a bit more than you should because he notices. gathering a wad of spit before he spat on your glistening folds. âooh. ya like feelinâ my scar like that, princess? howâs it feel when i rub against you like this?â
âgood...goooood,â you whined, burying your fingers into his hair. dragging him all across your folds, he laps up your slick that started to run down his chin before you whimper. âyour scar. it-tickles, toji.â
his lashes close for a brief moment, and you moan once he slides a finger inside, gingerly easing his way inside, feeling you squeeze around him. âaw,âÂ
he purrs lightly, pressing a teasing chaste kiss alongside your clit. lowering his tongue, he makes sure itâs going right underneath your sensitive nub.Â
toji was precise - his tongue knew every direct spot to make you sob out his name.
you didnât even bother being quiet this timeâyou whimpered and mewled until your pretty voice was strained. âkeep lookinâ away ân iâll stop givinâ this pussy attention.â
youâre panting, heaving and heaving as your eyes trail back down towards toji.
the tip of his nose prods up against your folds, the fact that heâs nose deepâŚnot a care in the world.Â
his tongue continues to loll out, lapping up every drop of your sweetened slick. it carelessly coated his mouth, the few specks of facial hair that was barely visible. it ran all over the under part of his chin. such a messy eater. but you and him both knew that.Â
âeyes down here, yeahhh. thatâs it,â he coos, applying extra amounts of pressure with his tongue. he lies it flat down, and he was so sloppy.
gathering up strings of his saliva, flickering his eyes back towards you to give you a cocky grin. âpull on my hair some moreâŚfuck, jusâ like that. yank it.â
toji gets hard feeling you roughly grip onto his darkened black locks. it gets tangled within your fingers, and you start to briefly massage his scalp, earning a low groan from him.Â
toji could eat you out for hours, without a single care in the worldâjust his tongue between your legs, eating you out like a starved man.
as his tongue moves upwards, you whimper out a âs-shit,â that echoes throughout the room. his thumb skims against your entrance before you feel his tongue slide its way upwards, backwards. an entire zigzag of letters. âoh my goddd, toji. âm gonna c-cum.âÂ
âsuch a nasty fiancĂŠ. was about to walk down the aisle with no panties. the fuckinâ nerve,â he grumbles.Â
a pout curls against your lips once you feel his tongue slow down.
gradually, you start to move your hips by his face and he shoots you a glare that makes you pulse. toji breaks away, pressing kisses near your inner thighs now. heâs taking attention away from your clit, and you whimper. âawh. whatâs with the pout? donât like waiting huh?â
âtâ tojiâŚâ you werenât fond of being edged, of waiting. toji raises his brows, a thumb toying with your clit, stroking it before even giving it a sweet nibble. âp-please. donât kiss my thighs, jusâ finish. wanna cum..â
âpretty please,â he corrects you, purposely slowing his pace down just to watch you squirm in such desire. your legs. âsay it girl. speak to me in that pretty voice.âÂ
it shook, vigorously.Â
all from the rapid strokes of his tongue. your breathing patterns became so irregular it had you gasping for hair.
the way he made sure to suck and lick over every spot. chills, shivers and a plethora of other feelings run down your body before you moan, feeling him lightly nibble against your slit.
with a shaky breath exiting your throat, you mewl out a whiney, âpretty please toji. pleasepleaseplease.âÂ
âgood girl,â he says in a smooth tone, making you let off a moan solely from the way he spoke to you.Â
toji lowered his words, pronouncing in such a silky way that it made you pulse. he takes a concise slurp near your g-spot before mimicking a technique with his fingers.
unhurriedly, he slides a finger into your slick entrance, still hovering his tongue all throughout your pussy before youâre just nearly about to break.Â
with your maw dropped wide, you came with the most tumultuous orgasm imaginable. he brushes his tongue against your slit as you ride out your orgasm, body growing limp abruptly over the table before you whine once he gets up.Â
âopen that mouth,â he utters, getting right between your trembling legs. without even a split question, you part your lips - unaware of the kiss that he planted right on your mouth.Â
toji picks you up, the pretty anklet you were just idly brushing down his back. he carries you towards the sofa, still tongue tied with youâyou moan in his mouth, tasting the sweetened tang of alcohol on his tongue.Â
âyâdon't know how bad i need you,â he gruffs, breaking between kisses, strands of your own saliva departs, and the more he shoved his tongue down your throat, the more you tasted yourself. swiftly, you move your tongue beneath his bottom lip, tasting how sweet you were and it made you whine.Â
tojiâs words rang throughout your ears like church bells. he practically treated you like a rag doll. your dress was offâand you were all exposed with just a pretty bra.Â
âtell me you want me,â he mouthed, getting directly between you. toji was between your legs, hovering over you with bulky arms just stretched near the sides of you. he leans in, cupping your chin, stroking your thumb. âtell me you want me, and iâll give you all of me.â
âiâ i want all of you, toji,â you pant, your eyes focusing directly on him and only him. toji was still in his tuxedo. he was so handsome, there was certainly no denying. with matching black slacks, he reached for his tieâgiving it a firm pull before snickering at your answer.Â
âgood girl,â he praises you, and youâre so impatient. with a few shuffling you hear the commotion of him unbuckling his pants â he's intentionally going slow, dragging things out to see that sweet pout form across your lips again. âgoinâ as fast as i can, sweetheart. donât give me that look.â
he was always such a tease. you kissed your teeth in annoyance, averting your eyes towards the ceiling before heâs finally through.Â
toji stares down, using his right hand to pry your legs open a bit. his left hand to give himself a few pumps. you glanced down, and nearly moaned at the sight of his length. he was so thick, veins ran all the way down and you were almost drooling.Â
he grunts, spotting you gawking at him and it only gets him ten times harder. taking a deep inhale, you stare at his happy trail. speckles of black hair decorating near his abdomen. it was sexy, toji was a well trimmed man surprisingly.Â
âf-fuck, look how hard you make me,â he huffs out, and thatâs when he makes you turn over on your back. you were staggered a bit at the sudden change of positionâyet before you could react, thatâs when you felt the plump tip of his dick prod against your entrance. âdamn. sheâs all excited for me. fuck this wedding, i just want you princess.â
his wordsâŚthere came that same feeling brewing up inside you. a soft whine escapes from your lips as youâre dumbly arched beside the sofa, sucking in a breath. he finishes gently aligning himself.Â
once he starts to go in, you let off a, âf-fuckkk,â that reverberated across the entire fitting room. he was big. saying toji was big, an entire understatement.
his girth had you nearly choking on your own saliva. with a single hand, he grips onto your waist, watching you gradually swallow him. âtoji, youâre so b-big. âs really big.â
âperfect size just for you, baby,â he sighs, already feeling droplets of sweat race down the sides of his forehead.Â
tojiâs heaving, he licks his lips at the sight of you arching for him. as each inch sinks in further and furtherâyou could feel him stretch you out even better than his fingers ever could.
your pussy squelched, longing for him to keep going. start up a pace, do something..Â
âeasy girl, easy,â he murmurs, just barely halfway in. you try to bear around him and he smiles, running a hand down your spine to make you whimper. ârelax for me. thatâs it. good fuckinâ good.â
ât-toji..â youâd moan. each set of praises he gave you made your head spin, your heart raced, thinking was so hard for you. especially with such a size as big as his. âoh my g-god, âm gonna cum.â
he clicks his tongue, almost in before caressing your ass. âno baby, yâer not gonna cum yet,â and then he titterâs underneath his breath. âcute little drama queen.â
he was right in some wayâyou werenât gonna cum so soon, but it did feel like it.
your face lowers against the cushioned pillow, flat down and you hug against it. biting your lip, your eyes rolled into the very depths of your cranium once toji presents you with a single rough thrust.Â
one thrust.Â
one thrust was all it took to make you let off the most sweetest melodic whimper imaginable. toji wanted to hear itâagain, and again, and again. if it was anything he knew, he was slowly becoming more and more addicted to his future wifeâs voice.Â
âi just want you to feel all of me,â he starts, speaking between thrusts. your lips, spit-glossed and quavering. you whimper out, feeling his body weight press against you.Â
it was so provocative. so arousing, this particular position.
doggystyle but with more depth.
heâd be able to reach more in a deeper angle to where youâre barely able to formulate comprehensible sentences. âi wanna reach you in spots no oneâs ever reached before, princess,â he continued, leaning right up close to youâyou let off a whine, feeling his cock stretch you out with such simplicity. âwill you let me do that?â
âyes, yes. please..â you immediately spat out, feeling yourself coat the lower part of his shaft with your slick. you were already drenched, so soaked from before. being propped up over the armrest of the sofa. it made you feel so lewd.Â
your cunt gripped all against him, gummy walls tugging back and forth tightly that it makes you whimper out. âtoji, i want you. i- i want you too.â
âyeah girl. i know you do.â he replies with sass, giving your ass a brief smackâonly to quickly caress it shortly afterwards. the sting, you licked your lips before letting off a sweet whimper. just a simple action as that made you throb.Â
toji was a big guy, once he started up a rhythmic pace, you immediately fell in love. not with him, with his strikes, his mean thwacking hits against your cunt.Â
or was it �
only time could tell.Â
you were far too dumb to comprehend anything. all you could even fathom was how big he was. stretching your cunt out as if it was some sort of elastic band.Â
tojiâs cock reached every crevice, you felt his tip prod against spots you didnât even know could be reached.Â
âo-ohhh my fuckinâ god, fuckkk,â youâd gasp, feeling him lower his weight against you just a bit further. by this point, he was smacking his hips roughly against you.
it was hypnotizing. the way he rolled his hips at such a titillating speed, so deep. you were almost droolingâyou wanted more, and more, and more. âright there, âs too good. fuck me right thââ
âdonât tell me how to fuck, princess.â he groans, making you lie back against the wooly arm of the sofa. his tone was so raspy and mean, you were aching each time he spoke to you.Â
tojiâs favorite part was seeing your ass go back against him, it made him kiss his teeth everytime. the recoil.
your ass had him locked hard. just jouncing back against him. he pivots his hips before you moan once he starts to shift a bit.Â
âneed to go deeper,â he groans, and you donât know what he means before you feel him lean right up against you. you whimper, feeling the back of tojiâs sock suddenly make contact with your neck.Â
âdeeper ân deeper,â he huffs out, and you moan at the soft fabric brushing near your skin. he was fucking you with a foot pressed lightly against your neck. this angleâit was filthy.
if you werenât drooling, then you certainly were now. he groans, each time you clamp down against him it makes his jaw tighten. âwaited so long jusâ to have ya underneath me like this, baby.â
the more toji spoke, the more you disassociated. his dick did wonders.
each stroke had you gasping for air. his hits against you, the way he had his foot right by your neck. pretty lashes of your continued to flicker and flutter whilst he was fucking you insanely stupid.Â
âm-more, please. getting close, tojiiii.â and he finds it cute. the way you drag out your words in such a obscene way. heâs making jerk back and back against himâit elicits out the honeyed sounds from you.Â
âfuck back against me ân iâll think about it,â he puffs out. you whine pathetically, making a cute attempt to move back against him.
it was barely any movement due to tojiâs foot pressed up against your neck but you tried. he cackles roughly, teasingly sliding fingers down your back before cooing. âa for effort, baby. iâll take it from here, yeah?â
and he does, like the true gentleman he was.Â
toji keeps you in that same position for a good thirty minutes until your legs were close to essentially giving out.Â
you came a lot, repeatedly. constantly.Â
over and over again until the word cum was forever the only existing word engraved into your dumb little brain. you were speechless, fundamentally losing track of your orgasms he gave you. you shuddered, each position making you covet for more. you didnât want to stop.Â
not now, not ever.
âfuckinâ look at her grip on me so sloppy like,â he nips at his tongue, currently having you laid on your side. he pistons his dick in and out of you at such a tempoâŚit was so amorous.Â
he was referring to the way the strings of his and your own cum stringing together.
back and forth, so messy. he watched in awe, sliding his tongue amongst his lips before groaning. âcan only imagine what our honeymoon would be like, sweetheart. iâd probably fuck around ân get you pregnant. maybe gift you with a kid or two.â
âtâ toji,â youâd moan, and a rigid grip goes against your waist. whilst he was giving you vigorous shots from the side, youâre just hugging him tightly with your squelching walls.
the sounds your cunt made from its impact was so loud. it earned a hiss from him before he slowed his thrusts down. âdo it.â
âsilly girl,â he laments, a thumb stroking against the softness of your side. he was pumping you full of inches, youâre just taking it with your tongue lolled outâit felt so good.
each spot, he hit it deeply. the curve of tojiâs dick, it had somewhat of an upward curve that made him reach a more thorough angle inside of you. âf-fuck, but âm gonna stuff you full again. âs that what you want? a plump pretty belly jusâ for me to see?â
you whimper, nodding your head ardently.Â
âuse those words.â he huffs out, deepening his strokes against you. while feeling your ass jumar and clamp back by him. your walls hugged him solidly like a vice. itâs got his head spinning in circles, on a constant loop.Â
âgive it to me t-toji, wanâ you to fill me up again,â youâd hiccup, and then he suddenly makes you lie down on your back. he gives you a smile, dark green irises staring right into you before he pulls out brieflyâjust before plugging himself back in.Â
toji swallows thickly, his jaw clenching steadfastly once he ends up cumming again. he poured such thick ropes into you.
it was warm. the way it trickled into you, he makes you grow quiet so you can hear it.Â
ââŚf-fuckinâ hell,â he husked, his head going back as he raises your leg up to give it a soft kiss. you milked him so good to where his voice started to become a bit more shaky. even a bit whiny.
toji stuttering was something new to youâand youâd be a liar if you said that didnât turn you on. âtake it all princess, saved all this jusâ for youâŚ.damn.â
he utters the last part underneath his breath, his abs flexing before he grabs ahold of his dick. it was swollen. throbbing from the stimulation before he pulled out again, this time smearing his cum all across your entrance. âalways⌠always liked myself a messy girl.â
eventually, the two of you nearly ended up missing your own ceremony. dozens of guests came to show their support for the new soon-to-be wedded couple.
toji helped clean you up, as promised, not a damage was done to your costly dress.Â
the venue couldnât have been anymore perfect. the surprise was a bit ruined figuring the two of you had seen each other right before the official wedding.Â
tojiâs hair was a bit messed up. he runs his hands through it whilst the entire crow stands up once you start trodding your feet down the aisle.Â
that generic traditional wedding piano tune plays, and youâre walking with your father, the train piece of your wedding dress flowing down throughout each step.Â
toji has this gaze on you the entire time, hands buried in his pockets and his eyes linger. it made you nervousâsomething was telling you something, but you chose to ignore it. did you love him? or did you not?Â
once you finally made it up near the stand with toji, he grabs your hands with the most sleaziest grin. he strokes against your hands as the priest started to recite the same broad speech, âdearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the holy union ofâŚâ
as he spoke, the two of you kept eyes on each other the entire time. toji towered over you, and he genuinely looked in love. he had a softness to his face, yet a smug look that never went away. your gut was telling you somethingâyet you couldnât figure out exactly what.Â
the priest continued to speak before focusing his attention towards you. âdo you take this man to be your husband, to live together, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in healthâforsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?â
âi do.â you mutter without hesitation.Â
the priest then turns towards toji before letting off a sigh, staring back into his book. âsir. do you take this woman to be your wife, to live together, to love her, to honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in healthâforsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?â
toji stares lovingly into your eyes, tilting his head before he leans up close to youâyouâre caught by surprise once he kisses you early. it was a deep kiss, you kissed back, wrapping your arms around him before he pulls away.
yet before he can say, âi do,â
toji makes your heart come to a stop, murmuring out the fatal words against your lips, âsorry baby, i canât.â
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The kibby is doing wonderfully and is currently sitting by me sleebing
As for interesting things⌠a kids dog jumped on me and I fell over and bonked my head :/ if that counts. Still hurts a bit lol
But I also started working on some bracelets!! They are themed after a certain silly bard :3 đ
awww kibby sleeping âŚ. tired little one âŚ..
ALSO OUCH ?? hope it recovers alright, damn.
and :D !!! how fun !! silly little bard bracelets realllll
#but oof condolences for the hurty#hsjdjddjj making bracelets though !!! sounds fun#i have one laying around somewhere maybe soon i can dig it out#đ anon#lantern replies
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â the worst day of the week // choi seungcheol
seungcheol x gn!reader, 1.2k+ words
tags: requested by anon, fluff, established relationship, slight hurt/comfort, soooo domestic oof
warnings: pet names (baby), reader eats cereal at 2am
summary: everyone has days where they don't want to go to work. for you, it happens every monday, but fortunately, you have a lovely boyfriend who will do anything to make you smile, even on your worst days.
âWhat are you doing?â
You flinch at the stern words that sound over your shoulder, and pause with your hand held midair. You can't turn around, frozen in place.Â
âUm.â You swallow nervously. âNothing?â
There's a tense silence, and you can hear your heartbeat thrumming in your ears as you breathe slowly, too afraid to make any more noise. The person is still standing behind you, a looming presence, and maybe, if you hold still for long enough, then they might end up going awayâ
Seungcheol sighs, and walks around the kitchen table until he's facing you. âY/N. What are you doing?â
Your shoulders slump as your boyfriend's face comes into view, his hair all sleep-mussed and his eyes droopy with drowsiness. But his gaze is focused on you, the disapproving turn of his lips clear even in the faint light provided by the lamp in the corner of the kitchen.Â
Weakly, you attempt a smile. âI'm having a bowl of cereal?â
Seungcheol blinks. A long, slow, unimpressed blink. âYou're having a bowl of cereal at two in the morning?â
âYeah. It's like⌠the new âitâ thing. Everyone's doing it.â
He raises an eyebrow. You slowly shove another spoonful of cereal into your mouth.
âNo, they're not,â Seungcheol says, and with a sigh, tries to reach over and pull the bowl away from you. âY/N, babyââ
âHey, no, don't take my cereal away,â you protest, grappling for the cereal and tugging it towards you before he can take it away. Seungcheol frowns disapprovingly, and you wilt a little. âIt'll go all soggy if I don't have it now. I need to eat it.â
âYou need to sleep,â he returns firmly, and then sighs again. âY/N, it's two in the morning, and you have work later. Why are you awake, and eating cereal? You don't even like this kind of cereal.â
He's right, and you don't, because it's the tasteless variety that grates irritatingly against your gums but you just needed something to do, because it's a Monday tomorrow and it's literally the worst day of the week and you don't want Monday to come.Â
Well. Technically, it's already Monday. But thinking about it like that makes you feel even more terrible, the little worms digging even uglier holes into your stomach, and you grimace.Â
So that's why you're awake now, shoving tasteless, soggy cereal into your mouth because you don't want to go to bed.Â
Seungcheol regards you with sad eyes, like he knows exactly what you're thinking.
Knowing him, you think sulkily, he probably really does.
He doesnât say anything, though, and just continues watching you with those sad eyes as you slowly eat your cereal. His gaze makes you feel strangely guilty, heart twisting weirdly in your chest as you eat, feeling like youâre doing something wrong.
By the time you finish, your boyfriend still hasnât said a word, but he does pinch your cheek fondly and take the bowl from you once you set down your spoon.
âDo you want to talk about it?â he asks, and he's looking at you with those big, earnest eyes, the sincerity and warmth making his gaze meltingly soft even in the darkness of the room. When you hesitate to answer, his eyes seem to melt even more. âDo you want a hug?â
And oh, there's something about the way he says it that makes you begin to tear up, feeling so overwhelmingly comforted by his voice.Â
âOh, babyâŚâ
Before you know it, he's gotten up from the table, walked over to you, pulled your chair back and enveloped you in a hug.Â
He's wearing one of his oversized hoodies, and the material is soft under your fingers as you cling to his shoulders, burying yourself into the crook of his neck as he holds you securely. He just smells so much like him, all gentle and kind and willing to be there for you and all your worries and fears about the dreaded day ahead of you make you dissolve, kitten-weak, into his arms.Â
âShh, don't worry baby,â Seungcheol murmurs, still bent over you, hands rubbing secure circles into your back as you cry. âDon't worry. It's okay, shhh, don't cry, I'm here. I'm here for you.â
It only makes you cry harder, hearing the care in his voice, but Seungcheol doesn't seem to mind. He stays over you, hugging you, until your tears begin to subside, and then he helps you out of the uncomfortable kitchen chair, one hand around your waist and the other keeping your fingers interlaced with his own as he guides you out and up the stairs, back to your room again.Â
He's gentle, the entire way, whispering words of comfort and pressing reassuring kisses to your temple as he helps you up the stairs.Â
âThere we go, that's it, I love you,â he says softly, when you make it up the final step. He squeezes your hand, once. âI love you.â
He's babying you, even more than his normal boyfriend-level of Dotingâ˘, but you can't even bring yourself to feel embarrassed about it, more focused on how nice it feels to be held by him, to be treated so delicately. And even when your nose is still running and your eyes feel all horribly swollen, Seungcheol still calls you beautiful, still says he loves you.Â
âHere we are,â he says, smiling, as he tucks you into bed before moving round to the other side to climb in himself. âRest, baby. You need to sleep now.â
You mumble something, incoherent even to yourself. Seungcheol just chuckles softly, pressing another kiss to your temple.Â
âRest,â he repeats, the word warm against your cheek as he kisses you again. âI love you.â
âLove you too,â you say, a little drowsy. A beat. âStill don't wanna go to work t'morrow.â
Seungcheol chuckles again. âI know, baby. But I'll be here when you come back home, you know? You won't be at work forever. I promise.â
âMhm. Feels like forever, though.â
âMaybe.â Seungcheol is silent for a moment, thoughtful. âHow about this. After work tomorrow, we'll go out on a date.â
You look over at him. âA date? On a Monday?â
âJust a small one,â Seungcheol says, and you can see his mildly embarrassed smile, even in the dimness of the room. âIt'll give you something to look forward to, no?â
It certainly would. You can't help but smile, a blush creeping up on your cheeks because he just somehow makes you feel so loved even when he's smiling bashfully at 2am on the absolutely worst day of the entire week.Â
âYeah,â you say, and roll over to snuggle into him, rubbing at your swollen eyes until they feel a little better, relaxing into him with a contented sigh. âThank you, Cheol.â
âOf course, baby,â Seungcheol says, and then presses another kiss to the top of your head, gathering you in his arms.Â
You look up at him, and with your eyes, you trace the adoration on his face even in the darkness. You smile.Â
âI love you.â
Seungcheol squeezes you against him, and kisses your forehead yet again, his lips as warm and soft as the gentlest of promises.
âI love you too.â
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The pilot has so much delightful foley in it, but the one that never fails to make me giggle is when Rocky rolls down the hill with his violin in the beginning. Would you have any insight to share about what went into the foley work?
I checked in with M Gewehr, who did sound design and music composition on the Pilot. Here's what they had to say about it: "The foliage and cloth and stuff was from a sound library but the violin sounds were my grandfather's violin from the 20s that i was very carefully getting painful sounds out of."
-------------- We also originally had voice audio for Rocky in that scene, shouting oofs and ouches on the way down, performed expertly by Michael Kovach. We realized along the way, though, that the whole thing came across much funnier if Rocky was silent as the poor violin voiced the sequential agonies of tumbling down a steep, brushy incline like that.
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ŕ Ë.âşâš .á modern!eren jaeger x reader
you begin to think that maybe it was a bad idea to bring eren to the amusement park when the small group of kids runs off with snotty noses and whining cries after losing to him at the squirt gun game.Â
but you just laugh, turning to him and his smug smile.Â
âeren, you could have at least given them a chance.â
eren shrugs, puffing his chest out. âi donât see why, i kicked their asses.â
âtheyâre kids!âÂ
âtch, theyâll have plenty of time to win, theyâre young. me, though, i gotta establish my dominance.â
he makes a ridiculous show of flexing his muscles as you burst into a giggle fit. both of you have forgotten the carnie standing behind you until he clears his throat. âwhich prize will you be taking, sir?â
eren flushes and clears his throat, trying to regain his bearings.Â
âiâll take, uhâŚâ he glances over at you and sees you staring in awe at a giant teddy bear with a green bow-tie. âiâll take that one. please. thanks.â
the carnie takes it off the hook and gives it to eren, returning to his place behind the counter.Â
âi- oof!â itâs heavier than eren expected and while itâs not exactly a brick, itâs still rather large. âwho the fuck made these things so heavy?â
he hauls the bear away awkwardly to free up the game for the next round of people, you trailing close behind. youâre still staring at the bear over erenâs shoulder. he glances back over at you and stops in his tracks, eyes roaming your face.Â
the infuriatingly endearing curve of your mouth in a surprised âoâ and then quirking into an adorable smile. the way your eyes flutter shut from how wide your smile is, the slight lift of your shoulders like the happiness inside you manifested into a force that could lift you off your feet.Â
âhere.â
your eyes go big and your cheeks tinge pink as eren holds out the bear to you. you shake your head quickly. âwhat? no, i canâtâŚi mean, you won it.â
he scoffs and clicks his tongue. âwhat am i gonna do with it? here, you can add it to your fuckinâ collection. donât even lie, iâve seen âem on your bed. you donât even try to hide them.â
your cheeks flush even more pink, along with the tips of your ears. you laugh bashfully. âyeah. i guess. but i really-â
âjust take it already,â eren sighs, huffing like heâs irritated but really heâs just trying to cover up his blush.Â
you hesitantly reach out as eren drops the bear into your arms.Â
he laughs when the momentum of the large bear drags you down with it, nearly collapsing like a sack of flour.Â
butterflies erupt in his stomach when you make a little âoofâ sound and try to regain your balance. eren chuckles and takes your hand in one of his own, the other reaching out to rescue to poor bear just inches away from the dirty floor.Â
âcâmon, you klutz,â he snorts, helping you to your feet. âiâll carry him for you, okay?â
you shake your head in a daze. âyou say that like you didnât buckle under it when you grabbed it first, too. but thanks.â
eren just hums, hoisting the bear onto his back and taking your hand, continuing to wander the park with you.
âwhatâre you gonna name him? donâtcha have a whole ritual and everything?â
you giggle. âi donât know. what does he look like his name is?â
eren pretends to think it over, glancing back at the bear smiling pleasantly at him.Â
âi think he looks like a âbig pain in the assâ.â
âeren, stop it! youâre verbally abusing him,â you whine, but youâre laughing. âmaybe iâll name him armin. so heâs not mean, like you.â
âno freakinâ way youâre naming him after armin! did armin win this for you?â
âjesus, eren, just tell me to name my firstborn after you,â you snort, petting the stuffed bear between its ears.Â
âyou definitely should. iâll even name my firstborn after you.â
you laugh, reaching a hand up to smack playfully at eren. âwho would ever put up with you long enough to marry you?âÂ
eren catches your hand easily, intertwining your fingers and says nothing, instead smiling warmly down at you.Â
you would, i hope.Â
you take a seat on a bench, admiring the light from the sun sinking low to the horizon and washing the entire park in golden hues.Â
âi would,â you state firmly, and eren turns to look at you in surprise, mortified that somehow you were able to read his mind.Â
âhuh?â
âiâd marry you,â you repeat matter-of-factly. âlike if you were about to get deported, iâd marry you to keep you here. or if you had a secret uncle who left you a huge inheritance but you had to be married to get it, iâd do it. or like if we were in olden medieval times, if i had to have an arranged marriage, iâd pick you.â
eren just stares at you dumbfoundedly. âwhat the fuck?â
you were weird. he knew that. youâre prone to spout nonsense. itâs part of what he likes about you. in what scenario would eren be deported? he was born here. and what chance would he have of getting some huge inheritance from some relative he didnât know? and how in the world would you ever end up in a medieval situation? but nonetheless his cheeks are still red and his heart is still beating fast. youâd pick him. he knew you didnât explicitly mean that youâre romantically interested in him, but still, it made his heart jump in his chest to know that of everybody you knew (and that was a lot because youâre something of a social butterfly) youâd pick him. it didnât matter for what, you would pick him.Â
he smiles and you beam up at him.Â
âiâd pick you too,â he hums, slinging an arm over your shoulder and pulling you close. you giggle, nuzzling your head in his neck.Â
it feels warm and just right, the way you fit into his arms. like maybe it was meant to be.Â
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i would KILL for a spencer reid x bau!reader who greets each other after a case is over like the taylor/travis post-concert video đ
Thanks lovely!
Spencer Reid x bau!reader ⥠453 words
By the time he gets off the jet, Spencerâs exhausted. The team had spent all of the previous night working the case and then arresting the killer in the early hours of the morning, and he hadnât even been able to catch a wink on the five-hour flight back from California. The sun is too bright, his back hurts from hunching over a desk all night, and he really, really wants to demolish some takeout from the Chinese place across from his apartment.Â
None of that matters when he enters the building and sees you already on your way to greet him. Your walk turns smoothly into a run as a smile breaks out on your face, and even though heâs ready for it, Spencer makes a little âoofâ when you throw your arms around his neck.Â
You squeeze him tight, an almost inaudible squealing sound coming from the back of your throat as you press your head into his neck for a split-second before pulling back and kissing him. Spencer smiles against your lips, and you have to stop when it catches, your teeth clacking together.Â
âMissed you,â you say, beaming up at him.Â
He keeps one hand around your waist while using the other to clear the hair from your forehead, dropping a kiss there. âMissed you more.âÂ
âNot possible.â You give him another squeeze, going up on your tiptoes to hook your chin over his shoulder.Â
âDoes this have to happen every time?â Prentiss asks, brushing past the two of you.Â
Spencer can feel your silent laughter under his palm. âOnly as long as Iâm on desk duty,â you say. You lower yourself to the ground to send a pointed look in Hotchâs direction.Â
He doesnât look up from his phone, large fingers punching comically tiny buttons as he texts. âOne more week,â he says, going up the stairs to his office.Â
Youâre disappointed but not surprised, frown evaporating when Spencer laughs at you. He palms your face, tilting it up for another quick peck. âDid you really think you were going to sway Hotch with PDA?âÂ
âWorth a try,â you chirp, chasing him for more, but Spencer dodges you and you hit his chin. Youâre fine with that, and you kiss it again to show it. âBriberyâs all Iâve got.â
âOnce your hip has healed, weâll be happy to have you back out there with us.âÂ
You hum. âSure, whatever. Hey, want to grab takeout from that place across the street on our way home? You must be hungry.âÂ
Spencerâs hand traces a path down the inside of your arm until he gets to your hand, intertwining your fingers as you walk towards the elevator. âYou have no idea.âÂ
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Jennifer's Body Masterlist | Main Masterlist
Pairing: Jennifer Check x Fem!Reader
Word count: 1.4k
Summary: Jennifer fingers you under the table while you're on a date... with someone else.
CW: DubCon, Toxic!Jennifer, Jealous!Jennifer, hidden-public, exhibitionism?, fingering, mention of spanking, reader goes on a date with a guy (the scene still makes sense if you're not into guys though)
Adam was the worst kind of jock stereotype. A total idiot. Somewhat charming until anything didnât go his way. A guy who made it his goal in life to sleep with as many women as possible and then slut-shamed the few he actually got under his belt.
He wasnât your type in more ways then one, yet on a Friday night you couldâve spent doing anything else⌠you were sitting across from him at a shitty diner, helping him stumble through small talk.
You blamed Jennifer entirely.
If she hadnât of fucked and ghosted you AGAIN, you wouldnât of been so desperate to get her out of your system that youâd say yes to the first loser to ask you out.
Adam wasnât your main concern at that moment though. Your main concern was the devil herself, striding into the diner you knew she hated in the shortest skirt she owned âŚand for the first time in a week she was looking right at you.
Your attention had been wavering all night but you must of been obvious that time because Adam checked over his shoulder, following your gaze and catching sight of Jennifer a second before she arrived at your booth.
âOh my god, hi!â
That valley-girl voice of hers made your heart flutter but you knew to raise your guard.
âJennifer, hi⌠what are you doing here?â
She laughed, a plastic sound. âI could ask you the same thing.â
The thought of deflecting as skilfully as she had done was appealing, but instead you ripped the Band-Aid off. You were done caring about what she thought.
âIâm on a date actually.â
The strain in her smile wouldnât be noticeable if you werenât watching her reaction so carefully.
âOh, whereâs your date?â She looked around, eyes very obviously passing over the man in front of you.
Oof. You didnât exactly like the guy but you felt a secondhand sting at that. Cringing, you shot Adam an apologetic look as he waved a hand to get her attention.
âUhh thatâd be me.âÂ
âOh!âÂ
Despite her passive-aggressive tone, her big glossed smile softened the blow. It made it hard to be mad at her. At least it did until she turned her head away from him to mouth âyikes.â
Suddenly she sat down cramped against you, hand dropping to your thigh. âWell Iâm just waiting on my own date. Mind if I sit with you guys for a few minutes?â
You didnât know what made you tenser, wondering where the hell she was going with this or the hand caressing your thigh.
âWell, like I said weâre on a date. So actually-â
Said date cut you off as he leered, slack-jawed at Jennifer. âItâs fine. Whatâs a few minutes?â
You gritted your teeth, mind badgering you with images of all the other places you couldâve been that night. âWhy do you even want to sit here?â
She groaned. âHe said itâs fine. Take a chill pill.â
Jenniferâs words were accompanied by a squeeze to your thigh and you jumped. It didnât hurt but you felt your skin buzz under her touch, heat spreading low in your stomach.
Jenniferâs attention seemed to go back to Adam but that didnât stop her from keeping yours with her hand inching up your skirt.
âSo, I didnât catch your name.â
He frowned, a crack in his horny haze. âAre you serious? Adam⌠We sat together in chem?â
âOkay, geez, donât go stalker-boy on me.â
Her tone was just light enough to let the comment slide, but you could almost physically feel the mood slowly sinking.
She turned to you, face too innocent to have her hand so close to your privates. âWhat about you, howâd you two meet? Was he hanging outside your house with binoculars and a stiffy?â
âWe also met in chem.â He answered for you. His tone was dryer, welcome already wearing thin.Â
Apparently Adamâs ego was the one thing stronger than his libido.Â
Unlike yours. Jenniferâs wandering hand was dangerously close to making you forget that you were even mad at her.
âIâm sorry, was I asking you?â She leant into you, âwhisperingâ at a volume you were sure the next table over could hear. âDoes he always talk over you like that?â
The question and the underlying insult went over your head. Feeling Jenniferâs breath on your neck clouded your brain and feeling the tip of her finger begin dragging up your slit through your panties short-circuited it.
Fortunately a waitress came over, putting a pause on the tension at the table. Unfortunately that was when Jenniferâs finger reached your clit.
Your eyelashes fluttered and you bit your lip to keep back a moan. This was way too risky. The waitress would move on from Adam to one of you any second.
âWhat are you doing?â You hissed against Jenniferâs ear.
Unfazed she whispered back. âYouâre lucky Iâm not bending you over my knee.â
Then she turned back, looking the picture of innocence when the waitress addressed her.
âAnything for you, Dear?â
The woman looked so demure and unassuming. You had no idea how Jennifer could look her in the eye while drawing circles on your clit.
âActually sheâs only staying a few-â Adam started.
âIâll take a coffee.â Jennifer interrupted, smiling brightly.
âItâs a little late. Do you want that decaf?â
âNo. Iâm not planning on doing much sleeping tonight.â The subtext in that sentence embarrassed you enough but then Jennifer turned to you. âYou want anything else? My treat.â
That sent the waitresses gaze your way and your face burned. You really didnât want a stranger looking at you right now.
âNo thanks.â
You cursed your squeaky, cracking voice and averted your eyes as quickly as possible.
Even with your awkward position limiting her, it was like Jenniferâs touch electrified you. An overwhelming pleasure followed her fingertips and you could only swallow your reactions to it for so long.
As the waitress went on her way Jennifer tugged at your panties and mindlessly taking the cue you raised your hips just enough for her to pull them to your knees.
That was when Adamâs focus returned to the two of you and you startled, realising what the fuck you were doing.
He was totally gonna catch you!
But then Jenniferâs fingers pushed inside of you, curving and making you see stars, and you couldnât bring yourself to care. You could only spread your legs wider and silently pray you didnât look as wrecked as you felt.
âOkay, Iâm sorry, how long were you planning on staying? Donât you have a date coming?â Adam huffed.
âYeah.â She looked slyly at you âany second now.â
You writhed in your seat. Embarrassment, guilt and so much lust created a boiling hot cocktail inside of you.
âWhatever.â He sighed, leaning back in his seat and staring at the ceiling.
Jennifer snuck her other hand under the table and you gasped loudly at sudden, rough friction against your clit.Â
Sure enough that caught other patrons attention. As people glanced at you you didnât know what you wanted more⌠to cum or for the earth to open up and swallow you whole.
âHey, you good?â Adam asked.
âYeah⌠yeah, just um, water went down the wrong pipe.â
You hadnât touched your glass since Jennifer showed up but you trusted he wouldnât of payed enough attention to know that.
âYou should be more careful.â Jennifer said, tone loaded in way that made you squirm.
It was really, really hard to be careful with the high she was working you into. It was too much, the way she massaged your g-spot while three flat fingers rubbed quickly over your pussy.Â
Hellish heat overtook you as she brought you over the edge. It took everything in your power to keep your mouth shut, face pointing down to hide your shame.
You gripped the table like a lifeline as pulse after pulse of pleasure rocked your body. Her touch became almost overstimulating.
You felt Jenniferâs breath on your ear before you heard her silky, hushed voice âYouâre mine. Got it? Donât forget that again.â
Cool air hit your warm centre as she pulled out and you nodded eagerly. Thrumming with the aftershocks of orgasm you barely registered Adamâs voice.
âHey whatâs up with all the whispering? I swear, youâd think you were on a date with Jennifer.â
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