#this is so long and i'm so hungry why didn't i buy food

[yikesmary]

options — choi seungcheol x reader

summary: where cheol tries his best to make sure your pregnancy cravings are satisfied—by buying what seems to be the whole convenience store

notes: this can be seen as a pt. 2 to this one shot I wrote back in June of last year (I did not know it's been that long since that has been posted wtf), but it can also be seen as a standalone. I got a burst of inspiration suddenly, so enjoy the one shot! <3

disclaimer: I am not pregnant, so whatever I write about pregnancy is through pure guessing, and also, if I decide to google it! so yeah :)

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"Did you leave any food for the other customers who might want to eat tonight?" you asked in amusement, watching Seungcheol put what seemed like the fifth plastic bag filled with food from the convenience store onto the table.

"Well, you kept on texting me things the baby might want, so I decided to get everything you've been craving and maybe some things that might work," Seungcheol explained, a bit out of breath from how many times he had to go back and forth.

"Baby, don't you think this is a bit too much? I don't even think baby girl will want a fourth of these," you said, rubbing your pregnant belly.

Ever since you and Seungcheol found out you were pregnant, he had become an even more attentive husband, if possible. He had insisted that you were not allowed to lift a single finger throughout your pregnancy, saying that you shouldn't get tired.

You had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night? He would wake up the second you called his name, helping you from the bed and waiting outside the bathroom to make sure you didn't fall in or something (it had happened once, and Seungcheol was both worried and amused at the time). You were hungry? Seungcheol was already ordering something from a food delivery app or cooking one of the doctor-approved dishes that he taught himself to make.

He also made sure all of your pregnancy cravings were satisfied, which was why you've found yourself with what must've been the entire convenience store stock in your home. "So where do we start?" you asked, watching as he brought out a ton of different food out of the bags—chips, samgak (and regular) kimbap, ramen packs, and even ice cream from the bags.

"We should probably see if baby wants the already made food, and the ice cream can be a dessert?" He suggested, but you were already eyeing up your favorite ice cream from even before you got pregnant.

Seungcheol saw that you were looking at the ice cream and without fail, gave it to you before going to the freezer in order to put the rest in so they don't melt. "Thank you," you grinned, a mouthful of ice cream, which made him shake his head in endearment.

"Here, smell this," he said, giving you an open bag of chips.

You looked at him weirdly, yet smelled it. "It smells... like chips?" you said and smelt it one more time just to be sure.

"Does the baby want this?" He asked.

"Oh, not really," you shook your head, and he closed up the chip bag and proceeded to grab another bag, presumably to do the same.

"This one?" Seungcheol asked, giving you what looked like the last item, which was a cup tteokbokki.

"Oh, yeah!" You excitedly said.

"Really?!"

"No, I just wanted to make you happy, but the baby's really not liking it," you sighed.

Seungcheol sighed, which made you feel guiltier, as he had bought all of this food, and it was nothing you were currently craving. "I'm so sorry, Cheol. Maybe I can eat something—" you were saying as you were picking up a package of sweet bread, but quickly dropped it once the smell hit your nose.

"No, you shouldn't have to force yourself to eat if you don't like it. It's not your fault our daughter might just be the pickiest eater ever. I'll just bring all of this to practice tomorrow and the guys can eat all of it," Seunghceol shrugged.

You still felt guilty, which he must've seen by the look on your face, which prompted him to grab you gently so he could give you a hug. "Maybe there's something in the fridge?" He suggested, holding your hand and using his thumb to caress the back of your hand.

You thought about it for a moment before releasing Seungcheol's hand, to which he pouted when you did and walked towards the refrigerator. You looked through the fridge, but nothing caught your eye.

Until a bright orange Tupperware lid caught your attention and you grabbed it. Once you opened it, you looked at Seungcheol sheepishly. "I found something to eat.." you said.

Seungcheol stood up walked over to you and looked at the Tupperware. "Isn't this the japchae Mingyu and Jun made?" he asked, and you nodded.

"I guess I'm gonna have to ask them to make you japchae every time you crave it. Or learn it myself,"

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You need to do it | charles leclerc (twitter au)

paring: charles leclerc x reader summary: you and charles' fans are tired of his broken phone so you'll do something about it. warnings: none author's note: I'm back after many months, I hope you liked this story because I enjoyed writing it and I've been wanting to write about it for a long time because I thought it was so funny how people were complaining about Charles's phone, well, as I always say... english is not my first language so pardon me if there are mistakes —feel free to tell me—

"So, Char… we're going shopping today," you said to your boyfriend as you sat next to him on the couch.

"What do you mean when you say 'we'?" he dropped his phone and turned his attention to you.

"Obviously you and me."

"Love, you know I love spending time with you, but I just don't feel like it today. Why don't you ask Gemma?" he said as he tilted his head.

"Baby, it's been a while since we've hung out. It would be nice to do it to distract you a bit, please," you said as you climbed onto his lap and pouted, trying to convince him.

"Y/n." "Charlessss, please."

"Alright, come on," he finally said, and you squealed with happiness. He couldn't resist not saying "no" for so long; he always or almost always gave in.

The whole idea had appeared after a few weeks when you were on your phone scrolling through Twitter. You found many fans laughing and complaining about Charles' broken phone, which had been like that for two months. It seemed that every time it was cracking a little bit more.

Arriving at the mall, you started to walk around, entering some clothing shops for you and some for Charles. Regardless of the goal you wanted to accomplish today, you loved going out with Charles anywhere, but shopping with him was great because it was like going out with your best friend. He would help you pick out clothes; he would tell you how you looked —to him, everything on you looked amazing. "You look beautiful, mon amour, it looks like everything you try on is made for you." So yes, you loved shopping with him.

You did the same with him. You would try to help him find clothes that matched, and he would buy them, but he always seemed to forget how to match them because his outfit in the paddock indicated that.

"Charles, I'm hungry." The idea is that near the food court, there was the Apple shop, so "casually" you would walk in there.

"Yeah, me too, let's see what we can find."

Right, your plan was working.

"Char, we can go into Apple; I think I need a new charger because mine doesn't work anymore."

"But, you didn't have…?" you pulled him towards the shop without letting him finish his sentence.

You started walking around the shop a bit until you decided it was a good idea to suggest a new mobile phone.

"Baby, don't you think it's time to change your phone? I mean, it works, but… at some point, it won't, and…"

"You too? My fans keep making fun of it," he said, pretending to be offended.

"Charles, your phone is broken as… I don't even know how you can still use it…" "Because it still works," he cut you off.

"You literally can't even see the full screen, the text, and even the memes you try to show me. I can't even see them because of how broken it is," you said, laughing, trying to make him reason.

And certainly, every time he wanted to show you a funny tweet, you couldn't even see it, so you didn't understand how he was still laughing at something he DIDN'T SEE.

"Besides, you have to change it because you will lose all your photos, videos because you told me you didn't pay for iCloud so you say…" you said as you headed to the checkout to pay for the charger which of course you don't need but could be useful at some point.

That's when Charles started to think about the cons of not changing his phone. Even though it was broken, it still worked, but eventually, it would stop working, and as you were right, he would lose all his photos, which included photos of the two of you, and that would hurt, so….

"See, it wasn't that hard to do. You see, it wasn't that hard to do it. 'Don't worry, I'll help you set it up quickly,' you said, smiling, as you hugged him by the waist and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"I can't believe you convinced me; you have power over me…" "We all know that, now let's go home. We might need our first pictures with your new mobile phone."

[deonsx]

If They Need You

Feat: Dazai, Chuuya, Ranpo, Fyodor, Nikolai, Jouno

Content: obscene speech

Dazai Osamu

Dazai He often annoys you at work so after a while you get used to it, he has no shame he constantly exposes you to lewd words in front of his coworkers

He frowns when you're angry with him and whispers manipulated words in your ear with puppy dog ​​eyes that you can never reject

But this workday was different from the others, dazai was constantly making strange noises and wouldn't turn his gaze from you. you realized that and you ignored him finally it was lunch break and everyone went out but you didn't finish the files so you need to stay, with dazai

You thought you would continue to ignore him like it was during the day and you got up and went to get water a hand tightly around your waist pulled you to him "dazai! what the hell are you doing, we are at work" he ignored it and left kisses on your neck

"I need you" you felt a hardness as he hugged you tighter from behind "You realize we're at work and when we get home-" he didn't wait for you to finish andhe quickly picked you up and tossed the papers on the table and put you there

Why did you suddenly think he was acting like a stray animal but he didn't give you time to think, you stopped him "osamu we're at work and break is almost over" he took a long breath "then we'll do it otherwise" you raised an eyebrow as he said that "how so?" you asked. he went and sat in his chair, his eyes still on you

"Get Under The Table And Be A Good Girl For The Day Bella"

Chuuya Nakahara

The only day your boyfriend was available and with you was Sunday, and this time you wanted to spend the night at restaurant

Normally you wouldn't prefer places like this, but you wanted to have fun with him so you went to his favorite place for wine, the food and drinks came as usual, but the waiter asked if we wanted the drinks special this time, chuuya turned his eyes to the drink "Special?" the waiter nodded, "A hot special wine for you?

"Have you tried before?" The waiter asked the question with a warm smile, you answered "no? does it taste good?" the waiter nodded happily, chuuya must have liked this service, he said happily on his face "give us your hot special wine" That's how it all started the drinks were put on the table you both drank

and as soon as 5 minutes passed, you felt a warmth and hesitated but your boyfriend asked for 2 more glasses in a row and then the same thing must have happened to him as his eyes and face turned red "hot.." he whispered "I think now I understand why it's mulled wine" you muttered chuckling and you gave him advice "you shouldn't have drunk so much, honey" he lifted his head from the table and his eyes focused on you like a hungry animal "Go in the back room and wait for me" he told you in a serious tone

he didn't speak any more he obviously gave you orders you hesitated to get up but you got up and walked into the private room in the restaurant and sat on the bed made with red patterns before long chuuya arrived. You heard him lock the door behind him

“Undress My Love"

Ranpo Edogawa

You and your boyfriend were returning from a tired business trip, and he was talking to himself while eating his desserts and complaining that he couldn't touch you even once during his work vacation

He couldn't touch you because whenever he tried it, it was like there was a constant glitch Calls, Doorbells, Tasks, you couldn't do anything because of them, even at midnight you were tired and you were sleeping, the vacation was only 3 days and now you are driving the car and he is too He was expressing his anger

Of course, he was saying all this with a joke. After a short silence, ranpo pointed to a visible gas station with his hand "We have gas, my love" Ranpo smiled when he said this, "I have to buy something from the market" he prepared while saying "I'm waiting in the car"

The roads were so dark, the gas station lights were dim and gray so you couldn't see much around you parked the car and your boyfriend got out of the car fast

While you were waiting for him, you looked outside, you thought it must be a coincidence that there is a completely deserted grass and a gas station in nature

You unlocked your door with a knock and let your boyfriend open the door, you got up from your seat to look at what he was holding. "Condom??" "Just like that my love it's been a long time" he hissed as his eyes narrowed slightly

“How About You Take The Back Seat And Give Me A Nice Feast?”

Fyodor Dostoyevski

The man who is both your boss and your boyfriend at the same time, you do whatever he says, of course, this is valid during business hours

He gave you a mission but there was a glitch in the mission and now someone who works for fyodor just like you was scolding you, your relationship was secret so no one would have guessed it

The man was scolding you "It's really not wise to give such a job to such a woman" he talked again "You're stupid, you're useless, why are you in this job? Fyodor, why did our boss hire a prostitute like you? Or do you have something else?" he grinned and his hand reached out to you everything happened in the blink of an eye blood was everywhere

You saw your boyfriend coming from the shadows as the man's body crashed to the ground "I'm guilty of hiring someone like this next time you see someone like that know you're allowed to kill"

He slowly put his hand on your waist and took his steps towards the exit to get you away from there. "Fedya, the glitch on duty-" “shhh It doesn't matter, I have another request from you, my dear”

You left your office and walked in the dark street "It was a tiring day my love" his white skinned eyes illuminate the night telling you "You're kind of happy with that tone of voice" The man smiled "Of course I am" his grin widened he pulled you into the alley and quickly picked you up

“Open Your Legs For Me Only, My Dear”

Nikolai Gogol

You were also involved in your Boyfriend's Important Mission and your scene has already ended and you've been waiting for him

You were waiting at the hotel he hired for you. While waiting for him, you looked at some of your clothes in the closet. A really nice dress with red above the knee, thin sleeves and a really nice dress. You were getting ready for your job interview tonight. You opened your hair and waved it with tongs

You were waiting for Nikolai, after he finished his job and informed you, you were going to go to your job interview, the hotel door opened with a card and your boyfriend came in dressed in white "wow, whose beauty does this belong"

A splendid smile formed on your face, he approached from behind and ran his hands over his body "really nice dress for one wear" you looked at him in surprise "one wear?"

"I'm going to tear it up at the end of the night after all" She said with a pleasant chuckle "Sorry darling, but tonight I going to the job interview which is unlikely to happen"

Fingers entwined with your dress, fiddling with the zipper of the dress "hmm? you're a naughty boy" you said while holding his chin. He pulled you into a beautiful deep kiss

“I'm Gonna Fuck You Until You Can't Walk To That Job İnterview”

Jouno Saigiku

You were both on a mission given by Fukuchi and you went to a bar place and you were the main player here

Your boyfriend was only responsible for killing the man, you were going to lure him and take him to the hotel room, that's all, but it was harder than it looked because the man was trying to kiss you

He was trying to touch you which is perfectly normal if you don't let him the plan would fail the guy grabbed your waist, you could feel Jouno's eyes on you but you tried not to look

"Why is she such a beautiful woman in such a place" the man approached you with his drunk mouth you were disgusted and frankly tense, you tried to look at your boyfriend's side but you couldn't see him, this gave you an incentive to get scared

"Hey! Learn to look at my face when I'm talking to you, do you know who I am?" he spat filthy on the ground and you ask "What are you trying to say?" "Just tell me the price per night dear"

"How dare you" You talked but suddenly the lights went out and gunfire came back when the lights came back there was a pool of blood everywhere You looked at your boyfriend standing in front of you smiling at you "I'm sure there was a glitch in the plan the boss wouldn't mind"

He pulled you by the arm and led you to the room at the back entrance of the bar "does it turn you on when someone else touches you?" he asked you in an angry tone, you couldn't get over his surprise yet "what!? how do you think about that?"

"You look so happy to me" said as he pinned you against the wall "Never was that possible" his brows dropped and he grabbed your legs and tied you around your waist

"Show Your Worth To Me"

Request Are Open!

[mrsbuckybarnes1917]

Request: Bucky had a bad day at work and his girlfriend (the reader) tries to comfort him and he yells at her without realizing it and makes her cry and she gives him the silent treatment and he buys her flowers to show her how sorry he is and tells her how much he loves her

Word count: 2.7k

Warnings: harsh words, angsty feelings, mentions of death

It wasn't easy being the person sitting at home waiting. The days were long and the nights even longer. Tonight was no different. He didn't get home until 1am but it was your day off and you'd had a lie in, so you were happy to sit on the sofa and wait up. Even though Bucky had specifically told you not to wait for him when he had texted that they had gotten back safely to base camp.

You looked at your watch for the umpteenth time. Debriefs normally never took this long and you hoped that there wasn't a problem. A myriad of possibilities ran through your mind about the reasons for his delay. What if he was hungry? What if he was thirsty? He would definitely be tired. You didn't want to think about the possibility of injury.

Instead of letting the cacophony of thoughts overwhelm you, you decided to get up and put together a few food and drink options in case Bucky did want something before bed.

You'd just laid out his favorite muffin on a plate when you heard the key in the front door and your disheveled boyfriend trudged into the apartment. He froze suddenly at the sight of you in his kitchen.

“What’re you doing here?” His voice was strained, almost like he wasn't expecting to see you.

“I know you said not to wait for you, but I thought you might be hungry… or thirsty,” you shrugged. “I made-”

Your voice tapered off as you saw the scowl on his face. His jaw moved from side to side before he chose to walk away silently. Bucky stalked into the bedroom and slammed the door behind him.

You were left standing in a state of bewilderment, drowning in a state of inner turmoil. Had you said or done something to upset him? In an attempt to calm your mind, you tried to tidy up the table a little, only succeeding in moving a few things around before the bathroom door opened behind you. 

“Why are you still here? You weren't supposed to be here.” He sounded angry and oh so tired.

“Do you want me to go?” you asked meekly, shrinking under his glare.

“It's too late.”

“It's fine.” You knew you weren't wanted, so you grabbed your bag and made your way to the door.

You'd only managed to open the door a fraction of an inch when you felt Bucky brush against your back. He reached over you and slammed the door closed. Surprisingly, his actions didn't frighten you, despite the force he had just used. You were, however, concerned by his unexplained outburst. Bucky had never raised his voice at you, he was always so sweet and gentle. There was almost a reluctance when it came to sex, like he was afraid that his strength would hurt you. 

“What are you going to do? Walk? At this time of night?” His voice was laced with poison and it cut you like a knife.

Shit you hadn't brought your car. You definitely didn't want to walk outside alone at 2.30am.

“Well, you've made it pretty clear you don't want me here.”

“I-” 

You weren’t sure if it was the look on your face, or your scathing tone but he seemed to be at a loss for words. You slipped past your boyfriend and stalked over to his couch.

“What’re you doing?” he grumbled, watching you fluffing the cushions to use as a makeshift pillow.

“I'll just stay here, you go to bed.”

“Just come and sleep in the bed,” he said through gritted teeth.

“I'm fine here.”

“I'm not going unless you come too.”

You bit your lower lip, there was nothing you wanted more at this point than to rage back at him, to point out how awful his behavior was, to let him know how awful he had made you feel, but there was something in his expression that stopped you. Your outrage was replaced by an overwhelming sadness. 

“Fine,” you huff before getting up and sliding past Bucky into the bedroom.

Climbing onto your usual side of the bed, you curled up at the very edge, facing away from Bucky. Even though your rational mind told you that there must be a reason for his demeanor, your amygdala couldn't help but exert its influence and soon silent tears were coating your cheeks as well as soaking the pillow.

What you didn't notice was Bucky's small sighs as you tried to stifle the sound of your sniffles. He rolled over on his back and tried to focus on something other than the pain he had caused you. For some reason this made him angrier than he was before, but not at you. He had never been angry at you, just surprised. Your presence had been unexpected. He had wanted to drown his sorrows in a scalding hot shower and not have to speak to anyone. It would have been nice to lie in bed, wrapped in your loving arms…

Bucky groaned quietly. He had taken out every one of his frustrations out on you, the one person he loved most in the world. You had always accepted every part of him, and in his heart of hearts, he knew you would accept the secret he had come home with. Bucky had no one to blame but himself for this mistake.

He turned his face to you, calling your name softly, but you couldn’t quite bring yourself to respond. Instead you chose to close your eyes and shut out the world and the pain. Eventually your breathing evened out, became steadier and deeper than it had been before and Bucky realized that you’d finally dozed off. His mind wouldn’t give him the same relief though, his thoughts spiraled, convincing him of every catastrophic outcome. There were very few things that James Buchanan Barnes was certain of, and you were one of them.

Sunrise came all too soon for you and not soon enough for Bucky. Maybe it was the angle at which you’d fallen asleep but you woke shortly after the morning larks started their song. The night’s events came back to you like a knife through the heart and you knew you had to leave. The thought of having another encounter like the one you’d had with Bucky the night before was agonizing and you had no desire to face him again, not yet. As softly as you could, you peeled back the duvet and pushed yourself off the mattress before stumbling into the bathroom. You hadn’t undressed the night before which meant that you had the option for an easy escape. Before leaving, you glanced at the mirror, grimacing at the dark circles under your still red eyes.

You had made it as far as the door before he had caught up with you again.

“Please.” His tone was pleading, he might as well have been on his hands and knees begging you to stay.

“I have to go, Bucky.”

You pulled your hand from his and made your escape. He didn’t follow you but he tried calling you repeatedly. He only stopped when you cut the last attempt short by sending him to voicemail without answering. As soon as you got home, you shook the snow off your shoulders, slipped out of your clothes and crawled under your covers and fell asleep with tears in your eyes.

As you slept, Bucky stewed in the juices of his guilt, steeping himself in a melancholy of his own making. He needed to act, he needed to apologize, he had to make things right. Grabbing his wallet, Bucky put on his coat and drove to the nearest florist to purchase a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

He cradled the beautiful blooming buds as he approached your building. Bucky had spotted your car down the street, covered in snow, there was no mistaking the outline of Stitch with the words “Back off bumper rhumper. My brakes are good. How’s your insurance?”

It was lucky you didn’t have to go to work because you slept for the rest of the morning and well into the afternoon. Oblivious to the ringing doorbell and phone, you slept peacefully.

Instead of leaving, Bucky sat down on the steps outside your apartment, clutching the floral arrangement like a lifeline. He was a patient man, he wasn't afraid of the cold, they had named him Winter after all.

Finally you woke to a deep rumbling in your stomach. You hadn't eaten in almost twenty hours and your body demanded to be fed. After a long stretch and a quick raid of your closet for warm clothes, you opened your fridge to find a cold LED light glaring back at you. It was empty. You needed groceries. Instead of stocking your own fridge, you'd spent all your time filling Bucky's. 

As tempting as the take out menus were, you needed some basics for the next few days before you had to go back to work. Without bothering to change, you pulled on a pair of thick socks, a hoodie and your duffle coat and headed out with the intention of visiting the local grocery store.

You were just about to let go of the main door to your apartment building, when you caught sight of a pair of familiar boots. Following your line of vision, you looked up from the boots to their owner and you are surprised to find Bucky asleep on your doorstep covered in snow with a now frozen bunch of flowers which appear to have crystallized to his jacket.

In a moment of panic, you dropped to your knees in the snow, shaking the sleeping supersoldier and calling his name.

“Bucky!” 

He opened his eyes, unfocused in their disorientation. Your hands cupped his freezing cheeks to get his attention. Were his lips blue?

“Bucky, look at me.”

He tried to whisper your name, but his voice was barely audible and all that came out of mouth was a tiny puff of steam.

“Are you alright? Can you get up?”

You hissed at the frigid feeling on your palms as your hands moved behind his arms in an attempt to pull him closer to you.

“Yeah, one sec.” Bucky pushed himself off the floor, the stiffness of his body making his movements slow and pained. It was almost like watching the reanimation of a corpse after rigor mortis had set in.

Before he had the chance to say and more, you'd grabbed his wrist and dragged him up to your apartment. It was your turn to be angry. At him, at yourself for not having seen his attempts to get in touch. If you were honest with yourself, you'd have ignored his calls and it infuriated you that your behavior had caused him to act this way. But mostly you were mad at him.

And because of this, you refused to say another word as you wrenched open your front door and guided your popsicle boyfriend onto the couch. Ignoring his stuttered apologies, you grabbed a couple of blankets, removed his outer layer of clothing and wrapped him tightly into a cocoon of blended polyester, cotton and wool.

Bucky's gaze was hawklike as you silently fussed over him, ensuring his warmth with blankets. You turned up the heat on the thermostat to furnace conditions and put the kettle on. You popped a teabag of chamomile and honey tea into each of two mugs and stood next to the kettle, as though watching it would make it boil faster. It was only because you didn't want Bucky to see the tremble of your lip as you fought against the urge to break down over the stress of the last twenty four hours.

You pulled your arms around your torso, shivering slightly. It really was cold outside and you were hoping that Bucky wouldn't suffer from having fallen asleep outside. Without warning, you felt a warmth envelope you. Bucky had crept up behind you and in his socks, you hadn’t noticed his approach on the hardwood floor. He put his arms around you and draped himself around you along with the blanket, making you sigh and melt into him.

Bucky took it as a good sign that you didn’t pull away or punch him in the face. He buried his face in your hair, breathing in your scent, trying to memorize every detail of your essence. You considered staying there, wrapped silently in his arms but the whistle of the kettle brought you back to your senses. Wordlessly, you unwrapped yourself from his embrace and poured water into the empty mugs.  You picked up the two mugs and motioned him over to the sofa.

The two of you sat together quietly sipping the tea. You glanced over at your boyfriend, your heart softening as you saw how sad and small he looked. Normally Bucky had a presence, he had broad shoulders and was tall, his vibranium arm occasionally glinting with a hint of menace. But as he sat wrapped up and clutching the mug of tea close to his face as he inhaled the steam with his red tinged nose, you wanted nothing more than to curl under the blanket with him and kiss his face.

You watched as he closed his eyes and a small crinkle appeared at the bridge of his nose. You frowned slightly, confused by the way his nostrils twitched for a second before his head pitched forward with a surprising sneeze. His hands shook and hot tea sloshed over his hands. You grabbed the mug from his hands and deposited it on the coffee table before turning back to your boyfriend with a look of worry.

“Bless you?” you whispered, your voice laced with concern. “Are you okay?”

You brushed his face with the back of your hand. Did he have a fever? There was a heat that was emanating from him. The supersoldier serum should protect him from illnesses. Shouldn’t it?

“Yeah, the steam went up my nose. It tickled.”

“Sure?”

Bucky nodded. Your care for him gave him the courage to take your hand.

“Look, I’m sorry for how I acted yesterday. It was totally unacceptable.”

“Buck-”

“I know you’re upset… and I understand if you aren’t ready for forgive me-”

“Buck-”

“And that’s okay, if you don’t want to talk to me-”

“Bucky!”

“Yeah?”

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why were you so angry? Did things go badly with your mission?”

Bucky looked down at his hands, suddenly afraid of what you would say about his explanation. It was obvious by the way he traced the golden veins of his vibranium arm. You took his hand in an attempt to reassure him of your support.

“I only had one thing to do and I couldn't even get that right.”

Bucky couldn't quite look you in the eyes as he spoke.

“How many people have to die because of me?” he asked dismally. “Steve wouldn't have let her die.”

“Bucky, you didn't let anyone die. She was murdered. That's not on you.” You had no idea what you were talking about, but you knew he would never intentionally hurt anyone. 

“You should have seen how everyone looked at me. I… didn't want you to look at me like that.”

“Oh Bucky.” You moved closer to him and put your hand on his back, rubbing comforting circles on it. “I don't think that you screwed up. You're not a failure. You did your best. Sometimes bad things happen and they are completely out of our control.”

“I'm so sorry for the way I spoke to you.”

“Yeah, I'm not going to lie, that wasn't fun for me.” You sighed. “Look, can we agree that neither of us acted in an ideal way.”

“I can't see what you did wrong.”

“I don't want to do this again, Bucky.”

“Neither do I.”

“I promise, in future, I'll respect your request to be left alone.”

“And I'll do my best to tell you how I feel.”

Both you and Bucky sat gazing into each other's faces until your stomach rumbled loudly and interrupted the tender moment.

“Hungry?” Bucky smirked at you.

“What gave it away?” You rolled your eyes. 

“Shall we order something?”

“Yeah, let me grab my tablet.”

You got up to fetch your device but you were stopped by a strong pair of hands around your waist. Bucky pulled you back into his lap and wrapped his arms around you tightly. 

“I love you,” he whispered in your ear. 

[starstruckmiraclekitty]

a moment of sadness and sweetness in one bottle. What to do if there was a quarrel between the characters and Y / N on stupid grounds, for example, they misunderstood each other, or maybe someone didn’t buy something that he had been asked for a long time in the store, or said something unpleasant, although it might not even be addressed to the second. Someone will be very offended, and the second will try to correct the current situation. In general, everyday moments, with an exceptionally good ending!

Yess! Happy to do this one, love me a bit of angst/fluff🙃 thanks for the request! Hope this was okay for you!

141 + König Having A Small "Fight" With GN! Reader

Warnings: angst, swearing, crying, bickering, mentions of depression and self conciousness ‐‐ends in fluff!!

Simon Ghost Riley-

Simon was in a dreadful mood. He and the team had just gotten home from a mission that didn't go well for any of them. He wanted nothing more than peace and quiet and to lay in bed for the remainder of the day.

He walked into your shared some and was immediately hit with the smell of his favorite food cooking in the kitchen, and gave a heavy sigh. He tried to muster a decent enough mood for you, as it was clear you were just trying to make him feel better.

He walked in and found you dancing around the kitchen, putting the final touches on dinner. "I'm home, Y/N."

You turned to him with a bright smile. "Hey! Dinner is almost ready. I'm not sure if you were hungry or not."

You walked over to him and embraced hom tightly. Simon stood stiff, not returning the sentiment, causing you to pull away immediately.

"If it's alright, I'll eat it in the bedroom." Simon said, his eyes leaving yours to look at the floor.

"Oh, that's fine." Your smile fell ever so slightly. "Is there anything else I can do to help?"

"No. I just want to be alone." He mumbled, tapping his fingers on the table.

You nodded meekly and went to prep his plate, handing it to him nervously. "I hope you like, I spent all afternoon prepping it."

"I'm sure it's fine, Y/N. It's just food. Can I go now?" Simon instantly regretted the tone of his voice but couldn't bring himself to reflect on it. He had too much swirling on his mind already.

You swallowed thickly and nodded at him, watching him make his way to your shared room, slamming the door behind him.

You knew when getting into a relationship with him that there would be days like this. He went through so much in his personal life, and his job was far from easy. He'd been gone for nearly 3 months, and you missed him terribly, wanting nothing more than to embrace your boyfriend when he got home.

He told you it was a rough mission, so you thought surprising him with his favorite home cooked meal might help him decompress. You'd had the whole night planned out to take care of him, and now here you were eating alone.

You felt tears fall down your cheeks and stared at your food, your appetite now gone.

~

Later that night, as you were unsure if you could approach him, you'd decided to sleep on the couch.

Simon had come out a few hours after you'd fallen asleep, wondering why you hadn't come to bed, and his heart shattered when he saw you.

He walked over to your sleeping form and crouched down beside you, placing a hand on your shoulder. "Y/N, sweetheart."

Your eyes blinked open and looked up at him. Even in the dark Simon could tell you had been crying, and he felt horrible. "Simon?"

"Come to bed, love."

You shook your head, a sad smile forming on your lips. "It's okay. You wanted to be alone."

Simon placed his hands on either side of your face gently. "Just for a little while was all. I didn't want to take my shitty mood out on you. I should've gone about it a different way, though. The food was incredible, I'm sorry I made your hard work seem like it wasn't worth it."

You nodded slowly and moved to sit up. "Im sorry for my part. I knew you had a hard mission, and I let myself take it personally."

"Bugger off with that. C'mere." He pulled you into his arms, carrying you bridal style to your shared room. He laid you carefully on the bed, and slipped into the covers behind you, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist.

"I love you, Y/N. Thank you for being you." He declared quietly as he pressed a kiss to your hair. "I don't know what I'd do without you in this world."

König-

"Maus, are you almost ready to go? Our reservation is in 20 minutes!" You heard your boyfriend's voice call from outside your room.

"Y-Yeah. I'll be out in a minute." You replied, staring at your reflection in your mirror. You'd spent the last 30 minutes applying makeup and weren't happy with the end result. You kept reapplying various products, and nothing seemed to be making it better.

König made his way into the room after a few moments to see what the holdup was. "You ready?"

"I'm just trying to make this look good. It's not looking the way I want it." You huffed in frustration.

"You spend so much time getting ready. It's not going to help your self esteem throwing all that stuff on your face, Maus."

"...what?" You turned to him, not knowing if you heard him correctly. He knew of your self-esteem issues, and you were surprised he threw it in your face.

"I said you don't need that crap on your face. It won't help you feel better." He said, his eyebrows bunching together in confusion. Was he saying something wrong? He truly felt you didn't need it.

You turned your head away from him as you felt hot tears beginning to fall down your cheeks. "Oh."

König heard your voice break and immediately panicked. "Maus, are you okay?"

You nodded your head and made your way to the bathroom, grabbing a makeup wipe. You began to aggressively wipe away the makeup on your face as your tears continued to fall.

König followed behind you silently, and his heart shattered upon seeing your tear stained reflection in the mirror. "Maus... tell me what's wrong."

You whipped your head in his direction, fully sobbing now. "I feel so ugly König. Makeup is the only thing that helps me with my self-esteem, and you...you made it seem like it was stupid."

König felt horrible. He truly didn't think much of his words. He thought you were truly beautiful inside and out and didn't need something as trivial as makeup. You were already so beautiful without it.

"Schatz, no, no. I didn't mean it like that. I meant to say you don't need it. You're so pretty without it. I don't know why you don't see yourself the way that I do. You are so stunning, I wish you could see that. I promise you I did not mean to belittle how you felt, sweeheart." He slowly approached you and gently started to wipe away your tears. "I love you so much, please don't be upset."

You cried harder at his words, and König almost lost it himself. He was about to speak up himself when you threw your arms around his midsection and buried your face in his chest. "I'm sorry, Kö."

"What on earth do you have to be sorry for?" He asked, bewildered.

"I just.. I feel like I'm not good-looking enough, so I turn to makeup." You mumbled in his chest.

He pulled your face away gently. "Y/N. Remember when we first started dating? I felt horrible about myself and my scars. It's one of the reasons I always wore my hood. Until you. You made me feel good and happy within my own skin. Please, love, let me help you."

You gave him a smile and pressed your lips to his. "I love you so much, Kö. Thank you."

König returned his arms around your waist giving you a tight hug. "I'm always here, Maus. And you are the most beautiful thing in the world to me."

Kyle Gaz Garrick-

You and Kyle were sitting on the couch as you played one of the video games he'd been addicted to lately. You wanted to show more interest in the games he liked, and were delighted when he gave you the controller.

You were coming up on a boss fight, and assured Kyle you were okay to win it. "I promise Ky, I got this."

"I'll lose all my items if you don't, it took me forever to get it. Please be careful." He said, watching you play with worry.

You nearly defeated the boss, when you all of a sudden forgot to duck and were struck with a killing blow.

"Ugh, I'm sorry, I almost had him." You chuckled, turning to see your boyfriend staring at you with an angry look on his face.

"Sorry? I've been at this for hours, and you just let my character get killed, I lost all of my items Y/N!" Kyle's voice rose, causing you to flinch slightly.

"I said I was sorry, I feel bad. I just wanted to try this game out since you love it so much. I didn't mean for this to happen." You mumbled quietly, shifting your eyes away from his.

"This is the last time I let you play any of my games. You ruin everything." He said through gritted teeth. "Now I've got to go back and fix all this no thanks to you."

Your bottom lip trembled slightly as you stood and ran to your bedroom, slamming and locking the door behind you. You honestly hadn't meant for it to happen. You were just trying to show interest in a game he loved.

~

It was about an hour later when Kyle came into your room, his heart hurting at the sound of your muffled sobs. "Babe?"

You didn't reply, as you kept your head buried in your pillows. He came over to you, and sat beside you on the bed, rubbing your back soothingly. "I'm sorry. I was an absolute ass. You were trying to show interest which I so appriciate, and I just threw it back in your face. I'm so, so sorry baby."

Kyle bent down and began to pepper light kisses all over your face, making you giggle. "What do you say we go and play Mario kart? I may even let you win a match."

"What? Ky you know I whoop your ass at that game." You giggled, wiping your tears away.

"That's a load of rubbish and you know it. Loser makes dessert?" He asked, a wide smile forming on his face.

"You're on, Garrick."

Johnny Soap MacTavish-

You'd just gotten home from a shopping trip on your own, and were unloading the bags in the kitchen when your boyfriend Johnny walked in.

"Hey babe, thanks for going." He pressed a kiss to your cheek as he started to help you unload the bags.

"Y/N, where's the hair razor?" Johnny asked, tearing through the shopping bags.

"Oh, crap I forgot it, I knew there was something I was missing. I'll get it next trip!"

"You forgot it? I've been asking you nonstop about it and put it on the list like you asked me to! I shouldn't have to wait until next trip!"

"Okay, okay, im sorry."

"You probably forgot because you were too busy wasting our money on shit we don't need, instead of focusing on the stuff we do."

You swallowed thickly, as his words hit you like a thousand bricks. "Okay."

Johnny threw his hands up in frustration and walked outside to the porch, slamming the door behind him.

You grabbed your keys on the table and made your way to your car.

~

"Where've you been? I came back inside, and you were gone and didn't pick up your cell."

"Went back to the store, here." You said, shoving the razor box into your boyfriend's hands. "Sorry again."

You threw your purse down onto the table and started to make your way to your room before a hand came out and grabbed your wrist. "Y/N, wait."

You turned around to him, your face showing no emotion. "What."

"I'm sorry, babe. I shouldn't have said that shit. I just got frustrated, but that's no excuse." He reached for both your arms and rubbed at them soothingly.

You sighed deeply and met his eyes. "I'm sorry too. It completely skipped my mind when I was there."

"Ah, it's fine. Honestly. I was just being a prick. I appreciate you going back to get it, I really do."

Johnny came up and gave you a bone crushing hug, spinning you around. "I love you, kid."

"I love you too, Johnny." You chuckled before your face fell. "I uh... forgot we needed batteries for your razor."

John Price-

John had been in his home office nearly all day on call after call. It was supposed to be his day off, but he hadn't left his room in hours. You were slightly worried about him, as he hadn't eaten all day so you decided to make a small snack for him and bring it into his office.

You walked in quietly, pointing to the plate of crackers and cheese as he looked at you pointedly. "Just bringing by a little snack."

"Yeah, yeah, love. I'll be out later." John waived his hand at you dismissively. You gave a small smile before making your way out of his room, closing the door behind you. You were just about to walk away when you heard something spoken, muffled by the door. "Just annoying, you know?"

You felt your heart drop upon hearing those words and walked to your bedroom, not wanting to hear another word. Did you really annoy him? You were just trying to make sure he ate he hadn't left the room in hours.

You laid down on your bed, and tears came to your eyes. You'd been feeling rather depressed lately, like you weren't good enough for him, and his words stabbed at your heart. It was impossible not to keep replaying them over and over in your head.

You'd ultimately decided to give him space for the remainder of the day, not wanting to burden him in any way.

~

"Hey, sorry I've not been able to get off that damn phone all day. Want to go grab a bite?" John's voice came from the doorway.

"No. I'm okay. Thanks, though." You replied, not turning to look at him.

"Oh? Are you sure? It's dinner time, and I figured you haven't eaten." He tried again, walking over to you, and stopped in his tracks when he saw the tear stains literring your cheeks. "Baby, what's wrong?"

You looked up at him, your bottom lip trembling. "Am I annoying?"

"Annoying?" John looked utterly perplexed at your question. "Not at all honey, why would you think that?"

"When... when I closed the door earlier, I heard my name through it...and afterward you said "just annoying"." You sniffled out, unable to meet his eyes.

John sat for a moment, replaying the conversation in his head before remembering. "Oh! God no baby, that wasn't about you. I was on with Kate, and she asked if I'd been able to spend time with you yet since I got home, and I told her I haven't, and it's annoying. I don't think you're annoying at all."

He pulled you into his arms, pressing a kiss to your temple. "I'm so sorry you thought that."

You shook your head, a small laugh bubbling in your chest. "I shouldn't have even thought anything of it. I've just been down, lately, I suppose."

"Honey, you should've told me. I can't help you if I don't know what you're feeling." Price put his finger under your chin and lifted for you to look at him. "Why don't we go get some takeout and have a movie night in? How does that sound?"

You nodded your head and pressed your lips against his. "I love you John."

"I love you too, always."

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A/N: didn't go too angsty on this one lol. Thanks for reading!!

[sanjisboyfie]

yandere sanji headcanons

sanji x male reader :)

yandere ! sanji . . . is much, much, much smarter than others. sometimes he has a very subtle way of making all your attention be on him, in ways that you don't pick up on until it's too late. oh, you wanted to go to the island the crew recently docked at? that's fine, he had to go into town as well for new ingrediants, but suddenly you "lost" your way into the main town and are now having a cute picnic at the mountaintop. don't worry about the groceries, sanji had chopper and usopp take care of it so you can have this cute picnic! with all your favorite foods too, don't you love it?

yandere ! sanji . . . cares so, so, so much about you and your comfortability. if he has to kick innocent civilians down the street to make enough space for you, he would do it in an instant. he just wants to make sure you're comfortable enough. if he finds out something is bothering you, he very readily jumps at the oppurtunity to "save" you from your discomfort. he's your knight in shining armor and you're his prince. his entire life reputation rides on keeping you comfortably, safe, and happy.

sanji was hovering behind you, a delighted look on his face. he was carrying around a drink that you were drinking, begging for you to let him hold it, so, "your hands don't have to get tired, my love, don't worry, i'll hold it for you," as if holding a cup would make your hands fall off.

him holding it almost meant that you had to turn to him each time you wanted a sip and that meant all of your attention was on him, even if for a milisecond.

unfortunately, when you turned to take a sip from your drink and as sanji was too enamored in looking at you with nothing but adoration in his eyes, neither of you saw that you were about to hit another group of people.

they were holding a small plate of street food which splattered all over your clothes. they were about to begin apologizing profusely, but were interuppted when sanji's curses cut them off.

"hey! bastard, why don't you watch where you're going?! you've just completely ruined his shirt!" sanji defended, hands clenched at his sides as he tried to not completely floor the people in front of him, "apologize to him this instant, you scum!"

"sanji! stop, it's not even that bad," you tugged sanji backwards, the blonde absolutely melting at your touch. the tight grip you had on his wrist was almost enough to make him keel over and begin kissing at your feet as a sign of worshipping you. "please, don't mind him - it was an accident. i'm sorry for ruining your meal, would you like some beri to buy it again?"

"my love, please, don't give these men-"

"sanji, enough," that single word was enough to silence him.

the men didn't want any of your beri, opting to run away before sanji had kicked some sense into them. a single stern look from you to your lover was enough to make him apologize profusely to you, begging for forgiveness at his brash words and aggressive actions.

yandere ! sanji . . . is an absolute sucker in worshipping you. in any way he can, any way that can make you know that he loves you so, so, so very much.

"my beautiful boy, do you need anything from the kitchen? i can make your favorite?" he wants to make sure you know he is willing to drop everything for you. if you're hungry, he will immediately put his skills to work in cooking up the most delicious meal for you.

"my love, do you want me to wash your hair later tonight?" he loves carding his hands through your hair, he even massages your scalp to make sure you find the experience pleasant as well.

"[name], the light of my life, please, allow me to do this for you - i swear i will get it done as fast as possible," you just needed to wash your clothes.

yandere ! sanji . . . who condemns the idea of finding anyone else attractive but you. his shenangians that he used to do towards women are long gone. he still treats them with respect, but it's genuinely the bare minimum. all his shouts of how beautiful they were turned into cries of how handsome his prince is. the shouts of glee that erupted whenever nami praised him were turned into gruff, abrupt "thank you"s. and whenever you even breathe in his direction, he's going down on one knee and begging you to marry him - to make him your husband.

yandere ! sanji . . . has a really terrible habit of only taking things seriously if it involes you. the crew is in danger? he's going to ask if you're with the crew first and if you are - he's jumping to action. if you're not, then he kind of needs convincing. your presence has clouded his moral compass. because if you're safe and by his side...should he even care about those that aren't you? genuinely sees others that are not you as nothing but nuisances.

yandere ! sanji . . . wakes up everyday and acts as your servant. he lives and breathes everyday to please you, to make you happy. he can't imagine having any other purpose in his life, cooking perhaps comes as a close second. but in his mind, he shamelessly puts you first before every single thing.

[soireegurl]

[18:41]

"Mmm! Mmm!"

You tried to scream but your mouth was covered by a tape.

You tried to free yourself from the rope that tied your limps but it was too tied.

You didn't know how you got here or why you got here.

You have always been nice to everyone and you had never make enemies... Only people who were jealous of your beauty, but that was long ago in high school, there's absolutely no reason why someone will kidnap you.

Suddenly the door of the room opened and light shone into the dark room as you closed your eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness.

"I see that you are awake baby..."

A familiar and manly voice echoed in the room.

"Are you hungry? I can get you some food... You have been unconscious for 2 days... I might have hit you a little hard... Sorry about that... First time doing this, didn't know how much strength to use.. haha..."

He said as if kidnapping someone is nothing serious.

"Mmm!"

You struggled and signalled him to free you.

"Oh yah, let me help you with that..."

He came closer and took off the tape on your mouth, but he didn't remove the ropes.

"Park Sunghoon! What are you doing?!"

That was the first thing you said when you mouth was free.

"Baby... Isn't this obvious? What I am doing?"

He said and let out a little smile.

"Kidnapping me? Seriously? We already divorced!"

Yes... That's right, you and Sunghoon just divorced a month ago, it was agreed by both of you.

"Divorce? Nonono... Don't say that baby. Why would you say that?"

He hush you and put his index finger on your lips.

"What are you up to now? We are divorced... And you agreed to it.."

You didn't care about Sunghoon and continued.

Sunghoon let out a sigh and removed his finger and said.

"Yes.. I did... But... I regret it now..."

"Regret? What do you mean?"

Sunghon sighed and answered.

"I love you Y/n... So much... So much that it hurts..."

"Hahaha... "

You let out a bitter laughter.

"No you don't... You don't love me Sunghoon... "

"You know how we started... It was a arranged marriage..."

You can't help but to feel hurt. It was arranged for Sunghoon but not you.

"But you love me right?"

"Yeah... I did... I did... But remember what you said to me?"

"I will never love you... This is just an arranged marriage. "

Sunghoon's words replayed in your head.

"You remember what was the reason I gave when I wanted a divorce right?"

[flashback]

"Sunghoon... Let's get a divorce..."

"Why so sudden?"

"You are always at work... You never spend time with me... "

Sunghoon went silent for awhile.

"I'm sorry for that... If a divorce is better for you.... Then I'll agree to it."

[end of flashback]

"Yes... I know what I did wrong Y/n... I really do... That's why I regret now... I know this is very late but this one month without you was hell..."

"I got used to how dinner will always be warm and ready in the kitchen whenever I get home. I got used to how you will prepare everything for me... I got used to your presence. This one month without you made me realise I have developed feelings for you... I can't leave without you Y/n..."

After hearing Sunghoon's words, you didn't feel any happiness... But just more sadness.

"So you are use to having a maid. "

"NO! nonono... You got me all wrong Y/n... I just... I just miss you Y/n... Can we please start again? I promise I will change. I will spend time with you, buy you gifts. And give you everything... Just... Just come back to me... Please."

Tears fell out of your eyes as Sunghoon spoke...

You have dreamt of Sunghoon doing all of those for you when you were married... But he never did... All he did was to tell you that he's busy... He has no time...

Everything is too late...

"Sunghoon... We are better off as strangers... You are just not use to it now... One day you will eventually find someone that is the best for you... "

"Nonono... You are the best for me Y/n... Please... "

"It's too late Sunghoon..."

Sunghoon was crying and his face was filled with tears.

You can tell that he really is sorry... But we can't turn back time... What is done is done...

To be honest, you still love Sunghoon... But... You didn't want to risk your future anymore.

"Let me go Sunghoon... You will find someone better..."

You don't know what you said that made Sunghoon sudden so angry.

"NO! SHUT UP!"

He shouted and stood up, looking down at you.

You froze at the sudden loud voice and the look on Sunghoon's face.

His eyes were red, his fists was clenched, his veins were popping out of his neck.

"S.. Sunghoon..."

You stuttered.

"Don't ever say that again Y/n... Don't say anything about leaving me... I will go crazy Y/n... And I don't know what I will do..."

"Su... Sunghoon... Why are you acting like this?"

You are actually scared... You have never seen Sunghoon like that before..

But you neglected one thing... He kidnapped you... That is enough to show his mental health... It's... Not that great.

"You will stay with me right?"

"What...?"

"Say yes... Say yes Y/n..."

"I... "

"SAY YES! SAY THAT YOU WILL STAY WITH ME!"

He suddenly shouted which made you shake in fear.

"Yes... Yes... I will stay with you... Please don't act like this..."

Hearing your answer, Sunghoon immediately changed his expression. He knelt down and cup your face.

"Sorry, did I scare you baby? I'm sorry I didn't mean to..."

He looks sweet and normal like how he was before... But still, you couldn't help but to shiver at his touch.

"Hmm... Let me see... When is a good date to get married? Let's decide that together okay? We will have a happy family together. With as many children as you want. "

"I'll make sure you feel loved Y/n..."

Thanks for 100 followers guys! I have been writing for about 2 months now! I'm really happy that many people enjoy reading my work and got to know so many good writers and anons! I will work hard and improve my writings! Thank you once again!

[junkdyke]

That Time I Hooked Up With A Tumblr Mutual

Ok. Let me start by saying this is not a callout post, and this should be read as a humorous story, with some takeaway lessons at the end. Please enjoy my story of my weird ass encounter with a Tumblr mutual.

Part 1: The Backstory

Alight so boom. I had just returned home from a trip where I met a different Tumblr mutual. That trip was great but didn't end up going to plan, so long story short, ya girl was horny. I had never really had a one-night-stand or sought out a solely sexual hookup, so I started thinking maybe I could try it out, see how I like it. And through the sheer power of manifestation, that opportunity presented itself.

I was scrolling Tumblr and one of my mutuals posted asking if anyone was in (my area) and wanted to hang out. Mind you, I have never spoken to this mutual before. No DMs, maybe like 1 or 2 comments through tags and that's it. But, most of my moots are far as fuck, so when I saw she was near me I was like oh ayo, I'm free! Why not, I had nothing else going on! So I reply, and she DMs me.

So she introduces herself, we'll call her Chicle for reasons I'll get to later in the story lmao. Anyway, she gushes a little bit, saying she's been too shy to DM me and that I'm a really cool tattoo artist mutual, I say she's cute and seems cool, and she asks if I've ever been to this particular mall. I say I have and if she wants to cruise the mall with me. She says yeah I'd love to cruise the mall and "if I like her vibe, then maybe we can do something more fun." I say I'm down, she gives me her number.

So here is what I'm envisioning. We'll meet up at the mall, walk around and talk, get to know each other, have some laughs, get a snack, it was a Friday so maybe we could go out to like a bar or go dancing, and then maybe after that, possibly make-out or even have sex! I am not opposed to having sex after a first date if I'm really vibing with the person and if we've been talking for a bit before. Girls, this is not what happened.

Part 2: The Meeting

I get ready, and I drive to the mall. I park, we text on where to meetup and I head over to the Gamestop. I see her at the counter, go up and I'm like "are you buying Pokemon cards?" She starts laughing, she says "I didn't want you to see this!" I'm laughing, I told her it's cute, she finishes paying and we walk around. Cute start and thennnn it all starts to go downhill from here.

As we are walking out of the Gamestop, a minute and thirty seconds into meeting this stranger, she wraps her arm, not around my waist...but around my ass. And pulls me close. I'm instantly uncomfortable by how close this gesture is. She starts cooing in my ear about how she's "so glad I'm not a catfish" and "if I like her vibe because she really likes mine". We met not even 5 minutes ago, I have not had time to evaluate any vibes! But anyway! She asks if she wants smoke 🍃 so I agree, and we go outside, right across from where we just were.

I get to take like 1 hit from this pen, she then steps close to me and says "I'm so glad you're real" kisses me and squeezes my ass. I again feel the need to emphasize that at this point, it has still been less than 5 minutes since we've met, and we have exchanged about 10 messages only a couple hours prior. This is a stranger to me. ANYWAY.

We go back inside, she asks if I wanna walk around, I agree. We chat for a short bit of time, before we go to the food court. I wasn't hungry, so she got some food and we sat and talked. I had made some mention about my past and she wanted to know more so I'm like "okay, I'll give you my lore while you eat" so I basically tell Chicle my life story. Afterwards, we go to walk around more and I start trying to ask her questions so I can get to know her more. It becomes very apparent that she is not interested in getting to know each other lmao. I ask what she does for work, and what she's interested in, and she tells me she's interested in getting into (something animation related) and i'm like "oh ayo, that aligns with what I do" and start trying to get more info cause i'm curious, annd I get just the shortest fucking answers. Ok.

She ends up making a comment about how I'm probably more experienced than her, and I'm like "oh really? Well how many people have you been with?" and Chicle asks "are we counting online?" Now, there is nothing necessarily wrong with this...but it does become more clear on just how "online" this person is. Anyway, she has only been with a few people, never had a partner. It becomes very clear as to why she may have never had a partner.

Part 3: Inappropriate Behavior

We are walking around the mall, stopping in a few stores to look at stuff. Chicle is walking next to me and I am still trying to invoke conversation. But Chicle is not interested in conversation, because instead, she is deliberately and blatantly staring directly at my tits. What I mean is, mid-walking, she is at my side, craning her head to the side to make it incredibly clear that that is what she is doing. I straight up ask "are you...staring at my tits?" she confirms as such, and says something about her being a dog. The dog thing will come up again.

Chicle is at different points, holding me, kissing me, and saying various suggestive things. She grabs me and whispers in my ear "do you want to go back to my room" and I nervous laugh and say "uhhh, we'll see!" At another point, she says "you're so small, you want me to manhandle you and throw you around?" and I again nervous laugh. We're like in Hot Topic, and she start trying to makeout with me and grabbing my ass and says "you're making me so hard"(we'll put a pin in that) and I push her away and say "not in public". I can do a little PDA but this is a lot, and at this point I have known her for about 40 minutes, maybe an hour.

Continuing on, as we're walking through this crowded mall, she drapes her arm over my shoulder and starts grabbing my boob and trying to pinch my nipples, which I immediately pull away from and again say "not in public". Chicle again says "do you wanna get out of here and go back to my room" and I'm questioning what exactly she means, because the phrasing is a little weird. "what do you mean 'your room'?" and she says "I have a hotel room" so I'm a little confused cause I thought she lived in the area. She does.

"i got us a room"

Ya'll, this bitch preemptively booked a MOTEL ROOM without even asking me.

At this point, she has asked multiple times and each time I nervous laughed and said "haha maybe, we'll see, ehhh we'll see" To any normal person, my body language was extremely clear that I was uncomfortable. And again this is not a callout post, she is not a bad person, and everything that ultimately happened, I did consent to. But I will not sugarcoat the fact that this behavior was definitely inappropriate harassment, and there was absolutely some pressuring with the continuous asking. But as I mulled it over, there were 2 reasons I ultimately decided to agree and meet her at that motel.

I was craving intimacy

I had never done something like this before so..fuck it, let's do it for the plot.

And so, she gave me the address, we got in our respective cars, and we met at the motel.

Part 4: The Motel

We go to the room, put our stuff down, and I go to use the restroom. I'm thinking "oh shit, this is weird but alright, let's see what happens"

I come out of the restroom, wash my hands, and she comes over and we start kissing. Already it's fucking weird because the way she is kissing me is so goddamn fast, it's like someone inhaling a meal because they think it's gonna run away from them. Now idk about ya'll, but I like a slow, deep kiss. So already it's a mismatch, but whatever. She lifts me onto the sink, despite the weird kissing, it's hot. She has some really minty gum in her mouth, hence the name Chicle. Put a pin in that.

After a bit, we go to the bed, and I keep saying "how did you get me here" because honestly, I'm not fully comfortable, it's just a weird situation for me and I'm surprised I agree to it. But agree to it I did, so we get on the bed, and keep going. Now, even though she does not have much experience, she's not bad! But...I can tell there's certain things she's doing that I've seen. Or rather, read. Whew lad.

As we're getting into it, my clothes are coming off, she's saying "You're my favorite Tumblr mutual. I can't believe this is what my favorite Tumblr mutual is into." I don't even really know what to say to this because quite frankly, mentioning social media in bed in any capacity is kinda fucking cringe. But it just gets worse.

So, she's spitting on my pussy. And I, personally, have a strong aversion to spit. It's something that I tell anyone that is a potential sexual partner, but it this case, we obviously did not have a prior talk about our sexual boundaries. In this case, I'm like "okay whatever as long as it's just there" but I quickly say "hey uh, just please don't do that in my mouth or i'll throw up" lmao. She's like "Oh okay sorry sorry". But then at some point, without warning she smacks the FUCK out of my pussy, and I'm so taken aback I immediately say "UH DON'T DO THAT" and she again apologizes and says

"Oh sorry, you know I had to try that one. Like that Tumblr post, you know the one."

Ya'll, everything this bitch is doing, she is referencing posts from Tumblr. She is referencing the sexy fantasy butch/femme text posts from Tumblr and she is referencing them out loud. In the middle of real life sex.

She goes on to reference more posts, and the worst part is I know exactly the one's she's talking about. "Mutuals to lezz out with" etc etc, it's so fucking cringe, and she tells me about how she started wearing more of a certain article of clothing after I reblogged a picture of her in it and how embarrassed she is to admit that (I thought that was kinda cute actually) anyway

She's still going way too fast with like all her movements, I tell her to slow down and relax and I think at this point I mention how she did not have to do all that PDA shit from before. She says "well you know, on my Tumblr I do say I'm a dog" and then uh, she starts barking. 💀 literally starts going "woof, woof" and I tell her to s t o p. Jesus fucking christ.

Anyway, after mentioning Tumblr and calling me her favorite Tumblr mutual way too many fucking times, I'm on top of her. Mind you, this whole time, I'm kinda in and out dissociating, just due to how not fully comfortable I am with this. But ya know, I'm still going for it. Her shirts off, she has really cute boobs, and then I notice a really fucking huge bulge in her pants. And I fully dissociate. Not gonna lie, I started feeling really panicky, because straight up, I was not prepared for this. Physically, I'm still touching her, but my mind is fully disconnected, and I'm thinking "oh fuck. When she said 'you're making me so hard' was she being literal? I don't know if I'm comfortable with this. Should I tell her I want to stop? But I don't wanna hurt her feelings. Should I just take it? Well no, I don't really want to...maybe I'll just say 'hey is it cool if I don't touch it?' I mean, she's cute so ehhhhh let's just see what happens!" SO. We continue on.

We flip and she's now on top of me. She references another fucking Tumblr post, and says "do you wanna suck on this lesbian cock?", unzips her pants and pulls out...this MASSIVE transparent strap on. And I'm like oh, it was fake LMAO. Then I say "...yeah, so that's not going in me"

She ends up taking it off, I don't even know how the fuck she hid it in her jeans that entire time, and we continue on. Around this point, I'm starting to feel pretty spent, she did some other things like opening up my pussy to stare at it and describe the color, whatever, I'm kinda done and I just wanna cuddle. So we cuddle for a bit and again, it's physically nice but it's just so weird because she is SUCH a stranger to me that I can't get fully comfortable. She starts trying to start up again and I'm just not really in the mood anymore. She keeps playing with my nipples and typically whenever I'm touched in a way I'm not digging, I'll just take their hand and move it away as a silent but pretty clear way to indicate "no". But uh, I had to do that like 4 times with her before I verbally say "hey, please stop" and her response is "why" 💀 like wdym "why" bitch, cause i said so. I'm kinda surprised by this response so I start to say "Uhhhh, it's...kinda specific" and she goes "oh okay, sorry sorry".

So, honestly, I kinda just wanna go home but I don't wanna be mean and just take off. But there's also no way in hell I'm sleeping over in this motel room. So, I suggest we go out and maybe go to a club or something and she's like "uh, no. I don't like going out" 💀 like damn, maybe you should spend less time on FUCKING TUMBLR AND TRY GOING OUT IRL but whatever, instead we just go get food and bring it back to the room.

Part 5: What Could Have Been

We got some burgers, and she wants to open the Pokemon cards. We do, that's fun and cute, and she asks if I wanna keep some of the stickers that came in one of the packs.

Then she tells me that she had went to the library and checked out a book on tattoos since "she knows I'm a tattoo artist, and thought we could flip through it together." And I genuinely think this is such a cute fucking gesture, I think it's really sweet, and it frustrates the fuck out of me because of what this could have been.

I told her that she did not have to do all the PDA, it was a lot and it was excessive. She is not apologetic about it, and says that the reason she was like that was because "she needed me to know what her intentions were and that this was not just a 'friendly' meeting." so I reiterate that she did not have to do ALL OF THAT just for me to know that. And she just insists that in the past, girls have treated her like just a "bestie" so she needed to get her point across. Now call me old fashioned, but you could have just verbally fucking communicated "hey, i'm really attracted to you" and I would have caught the fucking drift. But okay!!

She asks me if I have any knives because I guess femmes tend to have a knife collection. I say no. And she fucking pulls out this huge ass lethal switchblade thing and is like "this is mine!" and i'm like oh god, this is it, I'm gonna fucking die in this motel room. But she doesn't kill me, she just shows me the cool knife and then puts it away. I have known this person for like 4 hours.

So, we flip through the book, and it's funny and cute, but she keeps trying to kiss me and instigate, and i'm just not interested, I just wanna flip through the book and go the fuck home. And that's pretty much what happens, we finish, I'm like "aight, ima head out" but

before i do

we end up making out again and then I think she was helping me put my shoes on?? she's on her knees in front of me and...she asks me to spit in her mouth. Once again, I have a major aversion to spit and i really, truly, do not want to spit in her mouth. But she says please...so I do like a half assed spit and hope it's good enough. She asks me to try again....so I get an accumulation and spit in her mouth, and she swallows it and i am so so sad about it 😭 and I finish getting my shit and I go the FUCK HOME.

Now here is what frustrates me about all this. Physically? This girl is extremely my type. I like the way she dresses, she has really nice arms, she has a cute face, she's really fucking attractive. She's interested in getting into the animation industry, which I'm currently also working on getting into as well. We could have talked about that and really had a cool discussion on what kind of projects she wants to do and what style she works in. She likes video games, we could have talked more about what games we like. She got this tattoo book because she knows I'm a tattoo artist, and I think that's really fucking cute. There's so many non-sexual aspects that could have made this a real fucking date where I got to know this person, and feel comfortable, and then we could have had really great sex because straight up, the girl was good. She may have learned it from Tumblr, and some of it was weird, but for the most part? She was damn good, especially for only having limited experience. This could have turned into something real! But NO. Chicle, instead, wanted to grope my tits in front of families an hour into meeting me, and made no effort to really let me get to know her in any capacity whatsoever! And it's not like she wanted this to be just a one-night-stand, because she had told me she was looking for a gf and asked me what I was looking for!

It just could have been so much better than this weird ass situation. And after the fact, she texted me and I answered a couple times, but when the following morning she said something to the effect of "it felt so good having you on my lap" I just never answered. Because prior to this, there was absolutely no established relationship, friendship or otherwise. And I could not see anything moving forward, because we couldn't backtrack into the aforementioned "could have been". I considered communicating how I didn't actually feel super comfortable with how things went, but I ultimately just decided to not reply. Shitty on my part, but again, there was no prior anything. And we just never spoke again, we remained mutuals, and so I never talked about this because uh, obviously she would see it. But since she blocked me, heyho now you all get the story!

Part 6: Epilogue

Now, the reason I decided to call her Chicle (Spanish for Gum)

So, while the nice minty gum was a nice gesture, her spitting that gum juice all over my vagina resulted in me getting a yeast infection💀 No more hookups.

So what lessons did we learn!

It's important to talk about sexual boundaries before having sex with someone!

Internet fantasy is not real life! Don't just do shit because you read about it in a fucking internet post or saw it in porn! (Especially when that person doesn't even make those kinds of posts, i don't reblog most of those for a reason)

Don't chew gum before going down on someone

Communication overall is really important for setting up any foundation, even if it is just a one-night hookup!

(yes this is ok the RB cause I spent forever writing this and I do genuinely think it's a very funny story. Sometimes ya just gotta do things for the plot so you get a good story out of it. No regrets, and my pussy is all healed up lmao)

[teenytinyecho]

One is Not Enough, right?

Pairing: F! OC x GN! Reader x M! OC

Warnings: none

A/N: we've got more of our favorite couple together! sorry if there's any errors, english isn't my first language :) i'll be writing a new character for the next few posts so stay tuned!

You slowly walk through the bustling students getting out of the class, wincing a little when a boy bumped into you a bit too hard. You quicken your steps as you tighten your hold on the plastic bag on your hand.

Your class ended early and you used the chance to buy one of the bentos in the cafeteria. It's not that tasty but it's the better food than the other ones. You'd actually die if you ate that three day old pizza.

Opening the side entrance, you quickly jog to one of the empty tables outside that's covered by the trees. Today wasn't that hot and you didn't feel eating inside so you're taking the chance to get some fresh air.

Sitting down with a huff, you placed your bag besides you and open the plastic bag to grab your lunch.

"Oh! Look who we have here."

You glance at your side to see Lana standing besides you with her arms crossed. It's evident she just finished gym class with her outfit, but you're wondering why she didn't change yet.

"Can I sit here?" She sits down before you can even answer, flicking her hair. "Gym class today sucks, ya know? It's so boring that Mr. Smith only lets us play dodgeball while he lays around."

"Why are you telling me this?" You ask while opening the bento, grabbing the chopsticks while ignoring Lana's pout.

"Come on, (y/n)! We're friends, I have the privilege to tell you stuff."

"I thought you did that with Jake," You hum. "Where is he by the way? Thought you had the same gym class."

Lana shrugs, looking at her nails. "He's changing. He's also buying us lunch so don't mind us eating here."

You stare at Lana with a bored stare. "Don't you usually eat inside with your friends? You've been eating with me for the past week."

She shrugs with an innocent smile, sitting more closer until she's touching shoulders with you. "We needed some space from eating with them, Jake's been getting bored with their stories. And we saw you eating alone! So it's a win win situation for us."

"Why is it a win for me anyway?"

Lana slightly slaps your shoulder. "Rude. Our presence enough is already a blessing for you."

You shrug, taking a bite of your lunch as you watch the students slowly filling the outdoor area. You jump in surprise when Lana places her head on your shoulder and groans slightly.

"Where the hell is Jake? I'm hungry."

You hum nonchalantly, eyeing the doors to see if Jake's coming. Not even a few seconds later, here he comes, with his bag slung over his shoulder and a plastic bag. He's already wearing his usual clothes with his varsity jacket, so you assume he has practice today.

"Babe! Took you long enough," Lana screams besides your ear, cooing an apology to you when she noticed your disgruntled expression.

Jake sighs as he sits down. "Sorry, the line was pretty long since they're selling those cheesecakes."

"Excuses, excuses," Lana clicks her tongue as she grabs her lunch from Jake. He smiles at you and grabs a small bag of gummy bears from the plastic bag. "Here, thought you'd like this."

"Uh, thanks?" You grab the gummy bears with a confused look, glancing at Jake after a few seconds. "They sell these at the cafeteria?"

Jake shrugs and opens his own lunch. "It was there and I grabbed it."

Weird. Usually they don't have these gummy bears, only the cheap knock off ones that you avoid.

But he already bought it for you, so you nod in thanks before placing it inside your bag.

Conversation started to flow more between Lana and Jake, them asking you a few questions every now and then. You're content hearing their conversation because sometimes both of them talk a lot.

"Hey, (y/n)," Jake starts. "Two months from now we're going against that school from the North. You up for coming?"

You chewed whatever's left inside your mouth before answering. "Why would I come?"

Lana huffs. "Uh, hello? Moral support? School spirit?"

"I mean, I can come," You shrug, thinking if that can make into the schools newspaper. "That way I don't need to interview you after."

"Cool," Jake smiles, showing his dimples. You felt his leg brushed against you, but you stayed quiet. They've been acting weird around you...but not enough in your book to be stamped as 'weird'.

"Yay!" Lana cheers, throwing her arms around you. "You can come with us, like in Jake's car! We're not going with the bus, obviously."

"...You can do that?"

"Sure can," Jake answers, throwing away the paper wrap from his burrito. "We've been doing it for a few months. Plus, the coach knows I've never been late."

You think about it for a while. Jake has a really nice car, you've rode it once and it was magical. Better than your car, sadly.

"I mean, I'm cool with it," You say. "But there's gonna be a plus one from the club to take photos."

Jake raises his eyebrow while Lana groans. "Can't you do it, (y/n)?"

You roll your eyes, not in annoyance to Lana but for yourself. You don't have a camera with a high resolution, another member has it and you don't have the guts to actually borrow his camera since it costs so much money.

"Nah, I don't have the right camera. And I can't just borrow—"

"You can borrow mine."

"...What?" You eye Jake.

"Borrow mine," He smiles and shrugs. "It's a gift from my uncle, I've never used it after a few months."

"Oh, that camera," Lana hums, moving away but keeping her hand on your hip. "It's kinda new, right?"

Jake nods, opening his phone to show you the camera.

Damn. That really was a new version of the brand you liked. It literally came out a few months ago.

"Jake, I can't do that. I don't even know how to use it."

"I'll teach you," Jake answers easily. "Come to my house on Friday with Lana and I can teach you."

"Ooh, what a great idea," Lana hums before looking at you. "You're free, right? I have no practice and Jake only has his weekly meet up with his teams."

"Um," You think about this weeks schedule. Your mom canceled the trip to the mall since she needed to work overnight, so you're basically alone in the house. "Don't think I have anything. Sure, I can come."

"Good bunny," Lana smirks, patting your hip before moving away to grab her lunch. You frown at the nickname, but Lana's already talking to Jake about the plans for Friday. You slowly move back to eating your lunch, the nickname disappearing from your head as the three of you talk.

The bell rings. A few students already halfway inside as a few stayed behind to clean up. Jake moves to grab your trash and Lana's before standing up. Lana's texting on her phone before she stands up too, pinching your cheek as she smiles.

"I need to change out of this ugly gym clothes. Be a dear and walk with Jake, yeah?"

You nod. Both of you have math together, so sometimes you walk with Jake when he has the chance.

Jake walks back to the table, grabs his bag and kisses Lana on the lips. "See you later. I'll drive you home, yeah?"

"Okay, babe," Lana smiles and kisses him again before walking backwards. "Bye, (y/n)! Kisses!"

You wave back at Lana before grabbing your bag. You walk besides Jake, his arm grabbing your shoulder. You always wonder why Lana's not disturbed by Jake's physical touch with you.

For all you know, Lana's always bitchy towards anyone who touches Jake the wrong way in her mind. So you're really confused.

"Hey, Jake?"

"Hm?"

"Is Lana okay with you touching me like this?" You glance at his arm around your shoulder before back at him.

He snorts and smiles, playing with your hair as both of you walk through the corridor. "She's fine. Can't say she's ever mad at me or you, right?"

"Well...no," You lamely finished. It never really bothered you that much but sometimes the idea pops in your head.

"Don't worry, angel—We trust each other, plus we like the same things," He shrugs. "So usually we compromise."

"Same things?" You ask with a confused look.

Jake laughs, steering you towards the empty seats in the back of the class. "Yeah, we found this...thing that Lana liked first before I got into it. So we're currently trying to get it. Wish us luck, yeah?"

"Uh, yeah. Sure," You answer, sitting down next to him as the class slowly filled with students. You're curious as to what Jake's talking about but you slowly forgot about it. Maybe in the future they could show you what they're getting.

[bentosandbox]

quick TL for Swummer Module bc it was great (and a bit of Chummer's module)

Happy 5 year anniversary of the chenswire (chapter 5) banner

[Pinned] Regular Chat Group (4)

16:26 Guma: I'm hungry, what's for dinner? Swire: Let's have something nice. Grand Lungmen Resturant, 8PM! You need to try that new puhn choi on their menu. It's their usual recipe, but they use ingredients sourced from that new MCT trade route. They have stuff from Rim Billiton to Sargon. Super fresh. The set also comes with a bottle wine from Sami! Swire: Bison and I worked our asses off to establish this supply chain so you guys better try it! @ Rat Rat: You're counting me in?

17:09 Guma: So hungry. can we go now? Swire: There's no seats available rn, just snack on something first!

18:32 Guma: hungry...

19:20 Guma: so hungryyyyyyy...

19:58 Rat: Something urgent came up, you guys go on without me

20:08 Swire: Huh? Swire: Wb hoshiguma?

20:23 Swire: It's been so long since we had a meal together so we better get one today! Lmk what you want to eat asap after work!

20:41 Swire: so what are we having tonight?

21:19 Swire: what are we having tonightttt??????? Swire: LIN YUXIA I SAW YOUR READ NOTIF!! answer! Rat: I just finished work. Didn't you just release your Director Swire Lungmen Food Guide with the nonstop noisy af TV ads. why are you asking me to decide Guma: Done with my emergency mission. I'm fine w anything as long as there's meat. So hungry I could eat an entire burdenbeast head Rat: What about the snack street? 'the shopping district is right next door, a convergence of unique goods from all over Terra. Only in Lungmen can you shop the whole land!' Writing's not bad Swire: Duh its my work so ofc the copywriting has to be good too Guma: nah sounds like there won't be a lot of meat Swire: Remember the volcanic mud cleanser I got for you @ Rat and the surfboard @ Guma you can buy them there too Swire: Bison and i adjusted the prices until they're just slightly pricier than what you'd pay in siesta. Does that work? Guma: Don't feel like eating surfboard Rat: Then international trade park? The guide's no.2 Swire: Sure we're drawing some investors over there atm so there's plenty of foreign food there they're p good Guma: I want meat also ill take more than 30min to get there from here ill die from hunger Swire: Pity. It's pretty popular with the youths yk, recommended date spot Rat: Agh! Rat: Final option. The cai zhe min stall behind the LGD office. That or you guys can starve Guma: no objections Swire: no objections

21:30 Swire: wait LYX why do you have my guide i thought you didn't like that sort of noise Rat: Just happened to pick it up, problem?

21:33 Rat: Why is the czm stall not in your guide? Swire: I wanted to but the boss wouldn't let me sth about its too bougie for him hes just a regular noodle stall Swire: True tho. Certified Lungmen™️ moment

21:38 Guma: I already ordered come ASAP

23:35 Guma: Why hasn't chen read any of our messages? Swire: Bc she has to connect to an intercity net first. Who knows she might just be on the top of a haystack in some valley waving her terminal around for signal right now

--new messages-- PGL: ...... PGL: you mean a pile of rubble PGL: I'm back in lungmen, i want to eat czm too

thoughts/notes:

As I mentioned in the other ask Swire set nicknames for the other 3 Hoshi: 🐻🐻 Chen: Puk Gaai Lung Lin: Stinky Rat (wanted to use CLS (cau lau syu) but i kept misreading it as cho shan land so lmaoo

Hoshi 'i don't feel like having surfboard for dinner' guma

Lin really likes her cart noodles huh (nodding)

Hoshi and Lin both finished their urgent work at the same time 🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨

this is so good for character study idk like the way lin is like indirectly 'me too?' and never commits but doesn't exactly ghost 24/7 either also her being like -_-💢this or you starve idc HOSHIGUMA.....hungryguma so cute she dgaf Swire. 'the youths love coming here for dates' spoken like a real 25+yo AND CHEN... when youre that one guy in the gc whos overseas or in a diff timezone .......i doubt the timeline doesn't add up so nicely but i had a funny mental image of the 3 eating their noodles and then suddenly chen in her victorian outfit shows up behind them all covered in blood and dust from ch14

Right uh Chummer module:

shes in dossoles, some boy is asking her for help because his dad pulled his mom into some smuggling trade (and he used to be part of it too) chen is like dw i'll punish him and his gang if they deserve it and the boy asked if prison will reform his dad (chen: ...why do you ask) saying his dad used to be Normal but then became money hungry after they came to dossoles and promised him he would take them on a cruise to spot rainbows or something?? chen is like theres water everywhere here shouldnt you have seen enough rainbows. hes like it doesnt count it has to be on a ship and all... she thinks its valid as she remembers how much she wanted wei's approval back then and asks if he still thinks the same and hes like yeah but i cant do it alone... chen is silent for a moment and then helps the boy out, leaving a note before they split ways 'then you'll have to figure out a way to make him hear you out, to tell him you want him to be a better person. at least, he needs to understand your point of view' then it switches to 3rd person narrative lol it rained that day, and chen(女侠 ..!!) subdues a criminal gang, rescuing a woman. the surprising part is that the leader wanted to fight to the end before a child suddenly appeared before him. at some point the rain stops and a rainbow appears, making the gangleader hesitant and eventually drops his weapon after (his son) says something to him. witnesses remark on how chen did not seem happy by this outcome, only pensively staring towards the east

honestly my first reaction was 'omg chen nuxia interrobang' and then 'wuh..??' bc it was so vague compared to what was essentially chatfic or w/e the term is lmao not much on the brain atm except:

hen module: looks toward lungmen swire module: im back

the kinoooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[weird-an]

Of course Prince Harrington is just another brat. Brought up spoiled rotten and without ever touching the dirt and blood the real world outside of palaces and lush gardens has to offer.

"I don't know why my father thinks you have to protect me," he bitches. "And can we call it a fucking day? It's already pretty dark and we'll reach Hawkins tomorrow."

Billy rolls his eyes. As if the Prince is able to fight what lurks behind the trees. He has probably never seen a spider monster or Demodog. Billy has the scars to prove that reality hurts.

It's not his usual work. Escorting royalty.

Billy is a mercenary. A sword you can buy, a tool to use if you've got enough coin. He knows most people hate him or are scared of him, most people think of him as scum except when they need him.

But apparently a lot of the Kingsguard were killed by the Demogorgon. Desperate times, even for rich people, but at least the pay is good.

"C'mon, it's time for dinner," Harrington says again. It's a luxury to have regular meals, but he doesn't know that. For him it's normal.

Camaro neighs as if to agree. What a traitor.

Billy wishes he'd already have enough coin to leave for California, to finally see the ocean again. But no, he's still stuck in Indiana doing whatever contract he can find, after Neil fucked him over and took most of his money.

Camaro stops at a clearing. Billy hears water running nearby. He sighs. If his horse agrees with the Prince, it's probably time to stop.

He slips Camaro half of the carrot, the last piece of food he has on himself. He's getting paid once they arrive in Hawkins. Times are tough, so Camaro and him eat the same shit. Doesn't matter as long as he gets to leave some day.

He starts to make a fire. Doesn't want Harrington to moan about getting cold next.

When the flames begin to shine bright and orange, eating their way through the wood, the darkness of the night is already surrounding them.

Harrington points at the log of wood he's sitting on.

Billy chews on the carrot and stares at the Prince.

"Do you want some cheese?" Harrington asks. He digs through his bag, pulling out different cheeses, a loaf of bread and a few dried meats.

The few noblemen Billy escorted in the past never asked. Never shared. Didn't even talk to him, if it wasn't necessary.

Billy raises a brow. Maybe this is a joke? Like when he was little and Neil showed him his dinner and fed it to the pigs instead to Billy.

"It's r'ly g'd," Harrington says, cheeks already stuffed full. He holds out a piece of bread.

Billy's stomach growls. Fuck it. He takes the bread and sits down next to Harrington. He's wearing expensive fabrics underneath his masterfully crafted coat. Billy's own armor is covered in scratches and dents.

He groans. The bread is delicious. Harrington shares everything with him. The cheese is strong, melting on his tongue. He hasn't realized how hungry he had been.

"Thanks," he mumbles.

"I don't know how you do it," Harrington says. "The whole day on horseback. My ass is so sore! What about yours?"

Billy fights back a laugh. The last time his ass hurt was after a visit to Heather's brothel. She knows his preferences and stayed silent, sending her hottest men to his room whenever he's in town.

"You get used to it." It's not really a lie. The riding Billy got used to. The loneliness? Not really. He's glad he's got Camaro. Better a horse as a friend than none.

"A toast to your firm ass then." Harrington grins at him, eyes twinkling. He hands Billy a wineskin.

He's pretty, Billy thinks. Big brown eyes, fluffy hair. He wonders if it feels as soft as it looks. Probably, with the fancy soap he smells like.

"Cheers." He takes a sip from the wine. It's better not to think about it. This is just a job after all.

Harrington's knee bumps against his. He doesn't move away.

When they lay down on the bedrolls, Billy listens to the cackling fire and watches the stars shining bright above him.

"I'm cold," Harrington groans.

Billy knows he shouldn't. No fucking way the Prince is cold. His blanket must be way better material than Billy's.

"Come over then," he hears himself say.

Harrington doesn't hesitate. Suddenly warm arms are around Billy's chest. The Prince's breath ghosts over his ear.

Billy turns his face around. Harrington's lips are right there, soft and hot against his own.

Maybe it's not the worst job he has ever taken.

[another-lost-mc]

MAMMON x gn!Reader 1.3k Words | SFW | Fluff | Pet Names (Babe, Treasure) | Some cursing -> Prompt: Working in the Garden Together [ obey me! masterlist ]

It started one ordinary afternoon at RAD when you and Mammon were heading to lunch together. Barbatos appeared out of nowhere and stepped into your path to get your attention. He ignored Mammon's annoyed grumbles and bowed to you in apology.

"There's something I'd like to talk to you about, if you have a spare moment?" He didn't usually approach you like this in the middle of the school day, and you were curious about what he wanted.

"You can go on ahead without me," you suggested to Mammon quietly as you pulled your hand away from his.

"Nah, I'll wait here for ya, babe," Mammon muttered as he watched Barbatos lead you across the hall to a little alcove that wasn't quite as noisy.

The hallways were still teeming with other students going to lunch, but Mammon stayed exactly where he was. He leaned against the wall and pretended to scroll through his D.D.D. while glancing up very frequently to see what you and Barbatos were up to. He couldn't hear what you were discussing, but whatever it was lit up your face with excitement, and Barbatos seemed pleased by your reaction.

Fortunately, Diavolo's butler didn't keep you long. He nodded to Mammon before he disappeared into the throng of students, and you returned to Mammon's side with a little bounce in your step.

"Hungry?" you asked him, and you laced your fingers together and tugged him in the direction of the cafeteria.

"Oh, definitely," he responded stiffly. He cleared his throat and glanced at you from the corner of his eye. "So, what'd Barbatos want with ya?"

You flashed him an excited grin that made his heart stutter. "He ordered some new plants for the castle gardens, but he said he overestimated how many he needed. He offered to give us some for the house."

Mammon rubbed the back of his head. "Plants? Like flowers? Why'd he offer 'em to us?"

"I mentioned once or twice that I always wanted to garden. My—well, I knew someone who was really talented, but I didn't have a chance to learn." You chuckled and shook your head. "I'm not much of a green thumb. He said the plants he's giving us are beginner-friendly so maybe it won't be too difficult." You shrugged. "It doesn't hurt to try, right?"

Mammon held your hand while you both stood in line to buy your lunches, and he only let go once you were both seated and he was snug at your side. You seemed fine, but your eyes had that faraway look, the one you got whenever you talked about something that reminded you of the human world.

He glanced down at his lunch tray and moved the food around with his fork without really eating it.

Gardening, huh?

Chat: 24

Mammon: Yo, Satan.

Mammon: You spend a lot of time in the garden with your cats, right?

Satan: They're not my—

Satan: Yes, I do. Why?

Mammon: What do you know about gardening?

Satan: Gardening?

Mammon: You know, when you stick things in the ground and they grow.

Satan: I know what gardening is.

Satan: Why do YOU want to know about it?

Mammon: It's hard to explain.

Mammon: Meet me in the library, will ya?

Chat: 12

Mammon: Have I told you lately that you're the best big brother that a second-oldest, second-best brother could ask for?

Lucifer: What do you want, Mammon?

Mammon: I need Goldie back.

Lucifer: Absolutely not.

Mammon: Come on, it's important.

Lucifer: I'll be the judge of that.

Mammon: Look, it's not for me. It's for...it's for the house. I just need to pick up a few things on Akuzon.

Lucifer: I heard from Satan that you were interested in a new hobby.

Mammon: You don't have to be a jerk about it.

Lucifer: Luckily for you, this is something I approve of.

Lucifer: I already purchased the items on the list he gave you. They should be delivered tomorrow.

Mammon: You're the best big brother I could ask for, ya know that?

Lucifer: You mentioned that already.

Mammon: Yeah, but this time I really mean it!

Chat: 👑 Treasure 👑

You: Barbatos just delivered the box of plants for the garden. The flowers are so pretty!

You: And I think there might be some herbs in the box too.

You: Want to help me if you're not busy?

Mammon: You bet I do. Meet me in the garden, babe.

When you first arrived in the garden, Mammon took the huge box of plants from you and set it aside so you could see the surprise he spent that morning working on. He pointed out the bags of soil Satan said you would need and the types of tools that would be easiest for you to use.

You looked around in awe, but the longer you stood there without uttering a sound, the more self-conscious he felt. He was still wearing the flower-print gardening gloves Lucifer ordered for him (haha, very funny). His bare arms and clothes were grimy from kneeling in the dirt; he was weeding one of the flowerbeds before you arrived.

He pulled off one of the gloves and ran his hand through his sweaty hair. He shook his head quickly and a handful of leaves and twigs fell to the ground around him. He felt the way he probably looked—like a total mess.

Did he screw this up for you already?

"I know you said this was something you wanted to do, ya know, your dream or whatever. I just thought that—mmph—!" Whatever Mammon wanted to say was cut off when your practically threw yourself at him and drew him into a clumsy kiss. Laughter bubbled out of you and there were tears dotting your lashline, but your cheeks dimpled and you looked so fuckin' happy.

"Thank you so much," you murmured against his chest and hugged him as tightly as you could.

"Anytime, babe. I love ya," he whispered. He peppered kisses against your brow until you giggled in his arms.

Three days later...

Mammon was supposed to meet you in your room to watch a movie, but he said he had something to do in the garden first. Admittedly, you were curious if there was even anything left to do. With Mammon's help, most of the weeds and dead plants were cleared away and the new ones were freshly planted in their place.

He was as proud of your garden as you were.

This morning he went outside to check on things, but he seemed annoyed when he returned. You asked him if something was wrong but he shrugged it off as nothing for ya to worry about, babe.

He was taking longer than the quick sec he promised, so you headed to the back of the house to see what he was up to. You could hear his muffled voice through the glass doors leading into the gardens, but you couldn't see anyone else outside with him.

You opened the door slightly and were about to get his attention, but you stifled a laugh when you realized he was talking to the crows. They were perched on the fence and watching him with unblinking black eyes, tilting their heads every so often as he spoke to them.

"—and I don't care how amazing everything here looks, you're not allowed to eat 'em. You want something to eat? Barbatos has lots of plants over at the castle, go eat his instead—"

You held up your D.D.D. and snapped a picture of Mammon waving animatedly while he lectured the crows. After you set the picture as your new phone wallpaper, you backed away as quietly as you could and headed back to your room. You sent him a message to bring popcorn to your room when he was finished, and you stared at Mammon's photo with a bashful grin on your face.

[yourmomni]

A/n:HIII so I know I know “niyah where the hell have you been” “ Niyah what about my request” yes guys I know I’ve been gone and I’m back and staying. I had a lot going on and am finally ready to finish writing . The request are being done now but I wanted to give y’all something that’s been sitting in my draft as a welcome back gift from me to you🥰 enjoy

How you met them

Plus sized reader x Enhypen

Heeseung

Heeseung was the sweetest boyfriend you ever met

He was always on time to dates and he would even stop by your favorite flower shop and buy you flowers when ever you hanged out

NYou felt so loved and safe being with his especially when you told him about your insecurities

You weren't the lightest person when in came to weight and it was your biggest enemy when trying to find love

The side glance you would get when you ordered food at restaurants or the stares you received when working out

It always made you feel insecure

So when your schools smartest student asked you out one spring day after chorus practice you honestly thought it was a joke

sweat was dripping off of his forehead making his bangs wet. He was holding his knees trying to catch his breath " Please go out with me ... .tomorrow…night ... .oh my gosh I think I'm dying." He reached for the ground sitting down in front of you and you just stared at him in shock. “ I have water.” You blurted out fishing in your bookbag for your Sanrio covered water bottle. “ it's cold.” You kneeled down beside him, handing him the bottle which he gladly took to drink what was left in it. “ I tried to catch up with you earlier but you move really fast.” You smiled at him and hessung swear he thought the heavens opened up and shined down on you. “ what were you saying earlier?” He regained his words and asked you on a date which you happily said yes too.

Jay

You worked for his dad when he met you

It was one of those days where he decided to visit the office and see how everything was going when he saw you.

Standing at the printer wearing a white button up and a black pencil skirt curly hair stopping at your shoulders framing your face beautiful dark brown skin. Jay almost spit out his coffee when he looked at you .

Why hasn't he noticed you before? He would have noticed you.

You grabbed the papers and started walking back to your desk. Your shoes were killing you and you were so hungry you couldn't think straight.

“ Um excuse me.”

You looked up with a annoyed glance the emptiness in your stomach making you hungry a little. A man you never seen before was looking down at you through his long lashes. His hair was dyed a nice blonde and his jawline was nice.

“ Yes how can I help you?” He smiled.

“ When Is your break?” he glanced and the watch on his wrist then back up at me. “ In 10 minutes but I can help you with whatever you need right now before then” you breathed out hoping you didn't sound as irritated as you felt.

“ I was wondering if I can take you out for lunch, like right now?” you would be lying if you said you weren't shocked by the handsome man's request.” And why would you do that?” He shrugged.” Because I think you're pretty and I want to get to know you.” you huffed out a laugh raising your eyebrow. “ I flattered but I don't know you, and i have work to do. My boss is really strict when it comes to us not leaving early for break.”

Jay tilted his head. You had dimples that he didn't notice when you were standing in front of him at the printer and your replies make your features pop even more.

He reached his hand out and you took it. “Jay Park of park industries” Your eyes widened, You remember him now from the huge photo that was framed in your bosses office of his family.

“ My dad is your boss and soon I'll be your boss.” He kissed your hand and your rose from your chair.

“ How about that lunch.” He smiled

Jake

How you and jake met is different from the rest of them but you had a huge crush on the native Australian. Alexa play So Into You by Tamia because that's all that played in your head when you saw this man walking down the hall with his friends, the world was moving in slow motion and jake was the only thing that caught your eye. He was smiling talking to one of his friends fixing the circular glasses that framed his face well. His honey skin glistening ugh you were falling for him, but like who wouldn't.

That night you were at a party one of your friends invited you to attend insisting that you should go to quote on quote “ Get out of the house on a Friday night and shake sum ass for once.” And here you were wearing a skin tight black dress leaning on the wall like a loner with a cup that has been empty for the last 5 minutes watching your best friend suck faces with Park Sunghoon.

You were not having fun

The hair pins she shoved in your hair was stabbing you're scalp and you felt really exposed in the spaghetti strapped tight dress she put you in that showed off ever curve.

You were so stupid for coming.

But Jake thought you looked like a girl straight out of his mind. He couldn't get his eyes off of you since you walked through the door, asking his friends if they knew who you were.

“ I'm going to go talk to her.” He drink the rest of his liquid courage and headed off towards your way. You didn't seem to notice him as you were in your own world staring into your empty cup. “ Having fun?” Your eyes went wide when you seen him.

Jake Sim talking to you

“ I didn't mean to scare you.” He smiled “ I saw your cup empty and wanted to come over and ask you if you wanted another drink?”

“ oh” you breathed out still staring at the man” yeah I would love another drink” 1 drink turned into 5 and you and him spent the whole night together drunkenly talking about life and fantasizing the future. Jake accidently telling the real reason why he walked over to you and you telling him how you had a crush on him.And the rest was history. The next weeks were just you and him hanging out every day until he asked the big question that you excitedly said yes to.

Who would have thought you would be dating your crush.

Sunghoon

Sunghoon was a stone faced guy who never showed anyone any types of attention especially girls.

God you liked him so much

you passed him everyday on your way to your business class and it was hard to not stare at him, it not like he noticed you anyways and if he did you sure as hell wasn’t his type. Sunghoon was athletic and those types usually date people who are also athletic like them. You lose your breath on the stairs on the way to class everyday that was definitely not his type.

the rain that morning was especially hard, making it difficult to see your way to class. You were covering your head with a textbook while running trying not to be late. Why the hell wasn’t class canceled. “ Hey Wait.” You turned around to Sunghoon chasing after you. You heart stopped for a second, of course he would want to talk to you when you're soaking wet and your make up is probably dragging down your face. That thought made you turn back around and quickly head for the business building “ No no wait.”

You never ran so fast in your life just to get away from someone. You'd rather die then let him see you like this. You pulled on the building door and it didn’t budge “ Huh” you yanked on it again repeatedly. “ Oh god please don’t tell me” “ classes were canceled like 10 minutes ago” I side eyed him as he stood there holding his books as well “ I see you come this way everyday so I wanted to tell you.” I bit my bottom lip and nodded. “Thanks” he nodded but didn’t walk away like I thought he would.

I quickly glanced at him and he was staring at me studying my face. Could the world just open me up and swallow me right now please. “ I was on my way to the cafe do you want to come with me, anywhere is better than being out here” I slowly looked at him and it was like fireworks went off around us. He’s facial feature softened and the smirk that was on his face before was gone. “ You-you um wouldn’t mind going with me right”

He turned away from me and a blush covered his cheeks “ yeah that’s fine” he nodded quickly turning his back to me. “ I’ll lead then” he put his book over his head and ran into the rain I quickly followed him smiling to myself. Did I just make THEE Park Sunghoon blush?

Sunoo

You scrubbed the dog in front of you until it’s white fur was no longer the mucky brown it was before “ look buddy you look like yourself again all cute and cuddly” the big dog shook all over you as you blocked your face from the attack. You rinsed him off and sent him on his way to get his hair cut. “ Y/N” you turned and your boss was standing their with a boy beside her. He brightly smiles at you and you automatically smiled back at him. “ Y/n this is Sunoo he’s new and I would like if you could train him for today.” You nodded and she quickly walked away to go help someone else

“ Hello I’m sunoo please treat me well.” He beamed “ I’m Y/n it’s nice to meet you I guess your going to be helping was dogs today can you go grab a apron and then we can get to work” he nodded quickly putting the apron on and standing next to me. I explained how everything in the sink worked and how to correctly wash the dog.

Sunoo was the cutest guy you’ve ever seen, his cheeks grew every time he smiled and he talked to you so kindly. You let him do a dog by himself and he followed your directions properly until he lost control of the hose and sprayed it everywhere. You and him started screaming trying to gain control as you also got soaked from the water the dog stood in the corner watching everything unfold quietly and calmly. He finally turned it off and looked at you with shock all over his face “ I didn’t know that was gonna happen” you both broke out in fits of laughter, he helped you off the floor but you both slipped which ended with you on top of him. His faces turned red and so did yours you quickly got up and dust yourself off “ I’m gonna go get the mop” you ran to the closet and left a flustered Sunoo on the floor with his heart beating and a new crush.

Jungwon

Anger is what you felt in this moment.

Anger,Sadness, hatred that’s what you felt for these people. “ Look she can’t even fight back how pathetic” they laughed at you ridicule you everyday of your life just because how you looked and it was starting to get to much for you.

“ why do you even come back huh? Is it because you secretly love you getting talked about everyday or do you just like the attention” the girls laughed looking down at you. “ Isn’t she just pathetic” The boys beside them laughed in agreement. “ looking down at her like this makes me feel bad for her a little” you grabbed your books putting them back in your book bag so you can get away from these humans.

“ We didn’t say you can go fatso” he kicked the book bag out of my hand. “I’m having to much fun with you” the tears riled down your face and the laughed at you again.

You hated them no one ever protected you from them, they always bullied you and no one ever saved you, no one stood up for you.

You grabbed your book bag again and started collecting your books quickly you reached for one and a hand was already on it you looked up and a boy you never seen before grabbed it and started collecting your papers around you.

You froze. What’s going on?

“ She doesn’t need your help new kid get lost” the boy slapped the book out of the boys hand, he scoffed picking the book back up and grabbed my book bag stuffing everything in it. “ Are you deaf or just a dumbass?” The started laughing again but he didn’t pay them any attention grabbing a paper but the bully stepped on it

“ Leave it.” He said through gritted teeth, him and the boy stared at each other intensely “Move your foot” the girls gasped at the boys voice. The bully scoffed “ what did you just say” the boy raised his eyebrow “ I don’t ask things twice” my eyes widen at the situation. The bully lifted his foot up and the boy grabbed the paper stuffing it in my book bag “ Are you okay” he wiped the dirt from your face. You nodded he put the bag in your shoulder and helped you up off the ground.

“ I’ll walk you home” he sweetly smiled grabbing my hand gently as we walked away from the group but not before throwing a glare over his shoulder at them. “ Thank you” I whispered he turned back around and looked at me “ No problem I’ll walk you home from now on my name is Jungwon I just transferred here today” I smiled “ I’m Y/N” he smiled repeating your name “ Y/n a name almost as beautiful as the carrier” I blushed.

I guess I can’t say no one ever saved me because,

Yang Jungwon did

Niki

You sat at the table and watched your best friends battle over a air hockey game. “Y/n come on let’s have fun” you smiled “ okay I’ll get next game against winner” the arcade was full on a Friday night , the game machines were alive and colorful. People here with their friends or even on dates. You heard a group of boys getting rowdy by the basketball game and looked over. They were in a intense versus against each other. The ones currently going were apparently neck and neck. The buzzer sounded and the one on the left clapped his hands loudly smiling with a lollipop in his mouth. He started to turn towards the big group and they high-fives him as he smiled. The black zip up and chains on his neck made you not wanting to look away. You swore you could hear his bracelets jingle from where you were. His hood and hair was covering his eyes but what you could see he was a breath taking looking man.

“Y/n it’s your go” I turned towards my friends smiling and taking my respective place.

Niki high-fived Jake as he beat heeseung in the basketball game. “ Now you owe us a pizza” heeseung grumbled as he made his way to the front to order pizzas for the group. “ Hey man you see that girl over their” Jay swing his arm over my shoulder pulling my hood off so I could see better. He followed the oldest glance, a girl with brown curls playing air hockey with someone smiling and clapping as she landed on in the goal. “ She couldn’t keep her eyes off you man” Niki watched you dance with your arms up in victory smiling and laughing. “ And I guess you can’t keep your eyes off her huh” Niki didn’t want to look away from you scared you would disappear or another guy would try to make a move on you.

That wasn’t going to happen.

Heeseung came back with a receipt tapping Niki chest. “Hey play me again we can see who’s going to buy the drinks” “ Maybe another time hyung” Without a second thought he started making his way towards you, hopping over tables just to get to you scared someone would beat him to it.

“ I win again Mariah that’s 9 in a row” you laughed as your best friend just rolled her eyes at you. “ Anika you want to try to beat me” the girl shook her head recording you dancing. “ Oh come on I’m on fire so one has to try to beat the champion I promise I’ll go easy” “ I’d like to try” you turned around and was met with Mr.Basketball

“Oh” he smirked going on the other side of the table, Mariah quickly ran to sit by Anika as they ushered you on. “ well okay but I lied about the going easy part” he shrugged “ wouldn’t have it any other way” you played over and over somehow getting tie 5 to 5 “ okay next point is winner” I said sitting the puck Infront of me “ let’s make this interesting” Niki said getting ready “ If I win I get to take you out” you could hear your friends ohhing in the back “ Okay and if I win?” I asked him “ I won’t bother you for the rest of the night” you smiled “ okay then” you hit the puck with your cone and Niki hit it back it went on like that for awhile until Niki accidentally pushed it into his own goal you lifted your hands up in victory and did a little dance “ I win” he smiled at you

Cute

“ You win congrats” he held his hand out for you to shake and you took it “ I’ll see you around Y/n” he bit his lip as he walked away from you back to his friends. Your friends ran beside you “ are you seriously not going to go out with” she watched him sit at the booth and his friends clapped him on the shoulder. You walked again towards him

“Maybe next time man.” Jay said as he shook my shoulder I shrugged it off grabbing a drink from the middle drinking it. “ Yeah maybe she likes losers” they laughed and he mocked them back tired of their shenanigans he was no longer fun.

“Niki curly head 3 o’clock “ Jake said tapping his shoulder Niki lifted his head and saw you standing in front of him “ Hey” she smiled “ Hey” he heard his friends giggle and he glared at them making them stop. “ Um you never told me what time you were picking me up tomorrow” Niki raised his eye brow in confusion “ What do you mean.” “ Well for our date”

Niki face lit up and the smile he had was unmoving no one get wipe that off of him “ Oh yeah how does 5 sound?” You nodded smiling back “ Great see you then Niki” you waved and walked away. Niki couldn’t stop starting at you until everyone erupted with laughter and questions

“ Oh young love “

[spectrechosts]

Maneater - Chapter 3

Camilla is broke and has a Lamia to feed, but surely somebody has to be in the market for aphrodisiac venom.

Hey wait, who's that?

Full Series

Camilla had money problems.

She had had money problems already, but now there was a giant snake shaped drain on her finances taking them from moderate to severe. Sikka seemed content to sleep most of the week away, but she would be hungry again at some point, so she needed money and she needed it fast.

She didn't have a job as such, but she, y'know, knew people. People who sold stuff. And those people knew people, and so she could get to know them too, and hopefully make enough money to not get eaten by a giant fucking snake.

At least, not in the literal sense.

So she was waiting in an alley in the middle of the night, because why get murdered in an interesting supernatural way when the regular way works just fine?

And then a woman materialized in front of her out of a swarm of bats, as if her life wasn't weird enough.

"Christ!" She yelped.

"Hey! Don't be saying that shit around me, c'mon." The vampire grumbled. "You Camilla?"

She nodded briskly.

"Cool. Alice." The vampire said, extending a hand that Camilla reached out and shook. "What're you in the market for?"

"Oh, uh, I actually wanted to know if I could uh, supply stuff? For you to sell?"

"Ugh, you a murderer? Because I'll take human body parts but I've gotta be honest, they don't sell for as much as you'd hope if you're not properly removing and preserving the organs, and you don't look the type."

"What? No!"

"Monster hunter? You have to tell me if you are, or it's entrapment."

"No!" Camilla said, exasperated. "I just sell weed, sometimes."

"Hm. Weed isn't really my department. Also legal." Alice said, bored.

"Yeah man, that's why I'm broke and talking to you, people are just buying that shit at the mall."

"Okay. So..?"

Camilla leaned in.

"Lamia venom." She half-whispered.

"Ooh." Alice said, eyes sparkling. "Yeah, I can sell that. How much do you have?"

Camilla shrugged.

"Like, however much you want, I guess?"

Alice's eyes narrowed.

"Are you keeping a Lamia? Because this really isn't their climate."

"Yeah, I've noticed, but unfortunately she's keeping me and I need to pay for food and heating somehow."

"Ha! Good luck with that. Text me when you've got some, we can work out a price."

And just like that she was gone again, bats scattering into the night.

~

"Aight, wake up sleepyhead! We've got work to do!"

"Bwuh?"

Sikka poked her head out of her coiled tail, bundled on top of Camilla's couch. She was effortlessly beautiful as always, until she yawned and revealed her gaping maw once again.

Camilla wasn't sure she would ever get used to that.

She fished a jar out of her ratty backpack and clambered into the bed of coils, the writhing mass shifting to accommodate her.

"My songbiiiiird." The lamia cooed, grabbing at her.

"Hey, leggo-" Camilla said, squirming away from her grasp while she opened the jar with a grunt. "Okay, you want lots of food, yeah?"

"Yes! Lots of food!"

"So what we're gonna do- Let- Stop it- What we're gonna do, is you're going to open your mouth, okay?"

"Okay!" Sikka said, opening her mouth wide.

"Okay, now-" Camilla held up the jar so that Sikka's long venomous fangs were inside it. "Hold this here."

Sikka took the jar in both her hands and closed her jaws a bit, her fangs hanging out of her now mostly human-looking mouth. She crooked her head curiously.

"Now, do your venom thing. In the jar."

Sikka scrunched her face up, her fangs shivered a little.

And nothing happened.

"You're not, uh, doing anything."

Sikka whined in frustration and tried again, still doing nothing, and then opened her eyes.

"Easier to do in pretty girl! Let me-" The lamia started, setting the jar aside and looming over Camilla.

"Hey! No!" Camilla said, holding her at bay and placing the jar back to her mouth. "It has to be in the jar, or you don't get more food."

The snake whined.

"Venom is for mate! Not jar!"

"Listen! You wanna eat human? I can get you human, if you can just put the venom in the fucking jar."

Sikka grumbled, but kept trying.

"Easier if mate Camilla helps..." She muttered, after a few more minutes of effort with nothing to show.

"Okay, help how?"

"Make feel good!" Sikka said, excitedly. "Then, easier to pretend jar is you!"

Camilla rolled her eyes and stripped off her shirt. "Why didn't you just say that in the first place?" She husked, gently guiding the snake onto her back. "Of course your mate can help you with that."

She dipped her head into Sikka's neck and kissed it, sucking hard on the soft skin and making the lamia squeak. She mashed her hand into one of her tits, groping it roughly.

This time, she would be the one in control. No surprise tongue bullshit. Or surprise venom bullshit. No surprises, period.

Well, maybe some surprises, because she wasn't actually sure what Sikka's whole genital situation was? She hadn't seen anything, and it's not like she wore any clothes. Still, if the fleshy bulge she could feel poking her leg was what she thought it was, that was something she knew how to work with. She reached down and-

"...Sikka?" She asked, glancing down.

"Haah?" The snake panted.

"Why do you have two dicks?"

She looked at the two tapered pink shafts that had sprouted from where Sikka's torso met her tail.

Just full of surprises, this girl.

"How many humans have?"

"One."

"Hah! Two better, I show you!" Sikka boasted.

"No! You just, lie there and hold the jar."

Camilla did not need Sikka to show her what she was capable of doing to her with those right now. The snake was already liable to forget what they were trying to do at any moment, she needed to stay focused.

Sikka nodded slowly, watching transfixed as Camilla lowered herself along her body.

"Have you ever gotten a blowjob before?" Camilla asked, grabbing the base of one of the shafts. It was weirdly shaped, and kinda slick to the touch? But she figured it couldn't be that different to a human dick.

"No?" Sikka answered. "What's thaaaaaaahh~"

Camilla took one of the cocks into her mouth, sinking most of the way down the shaft before rising back up. It was bigger than she was used to, but otherwise it really wasn't that different. Aside from there being two of them. Should she like, just focus on one? Or switch?

She would switch, that sounded right.

She bobbed her head on the first for a while before hollowing her cheeks and drawing off it with a wet pop. The snake whined for a moment until she quickly got to work on the second.

Honestly, compared to having Sikka's tongue down her throat sucking her dicks was pretty fucking easy. She glanced up and saw Sikka was still holding the jar like she told her, her eyes squeezed shut as she moaned and her long tongue lolled out of her mouth.

Finally, finally, she was the one in charge. It was nice, listening to how she gasped when she ran her tongue across different spots, finding all of her weak points. The snake was cute when she wasn't trying to eat her or absolutely wrecking her in bed.

She stroked the other dick with her hand, making the Lamia groan. This was the move, if Sikka trying to press her hips into her face was any indication. She squeaked loudly, shivering as her fangs shot her load of venom into the jar, half-filling it.

Camilla felt Sikka's cocks throb hard as she came, one shooting ropes of cum into the air and the other directly into her throat. She tried to swallow it all, but coughed and choked as it overwhelmed her.

While she pulled off and gasped for breath, Sikka just basked in the afterglow.

"Mate Camilla so good!" She praised her, inspecting the jar. "And smart to use jar! If I give you so much venom, maybe break you! Haha!"

"Y-Yeah. Maybe some other time."

"Haha! Yes!" Sikka said, perhaps a little too excited at the idea.

She took the jar from the snake and put a lid on it, then pulled out her phone.

Camilla

hey this is camilla i have that thing you wanted

Alice

Great, how much?

Camilla

like half a jar

Alice

...That isn't really a unit of measurement I can work with

Camilla

like a mediumish jar i dunno man just come pick it up in like an hour and bring something for her to eat

Alice

👍

Camilla

like the stuff you said doesn't sell for much

Alice

👍

Camilla

if you know what i mean because i did kinda promise her some

Alice

👍

Camilla

you do know what i mean right

Alice

Yes I know what you mean stop blowing up my phone damn.

Camilla

cool

~

Camilla got out of the shower and toweled off, checking the time as she got dressed.

"Hey!" She said, tossing a T-Shirt to Sikka. "Put that on, we're having company."

What was a T-Shirt on Camilla looked more like a crop-top on Sikka, on account of her height and her having considerably more in the chest than she did. Stupid sexy snake.

Did look pretty cute in it, though.

Right on schedule there was a knock at the door, and Camilla let Alice in.

"I come bearing gifts." The vampire said, shrugging a bodybag off her shoulder like it was nothing. "Food, for the snake."

Sikka slithered up to it suspiciously, grabbing it and dragging it to the back of the room where she was hiding behind the couch.

"Nobody saw you with that, right?" Camilla asked.

Alice ignored her. "And for you!" She said, handing Camilla a bag. "A measuring cup. You put things in it, and it measures them."

"I know what a measuring cup is!"

"Well, use one. 'Half a mediumish jar', what kind of drug dealer are you? Dumbass."

"Ugh, fine. It's like..." Camilla poured the jar into the measuring cup and then back again. "It's like a little under 250ml."

"Damn. That's from one bite? How are you not a complete fucktoy at this point?"

"Psshh." Camilla scoffed. "That's like, that's nothing to me man. And I'm like, the alpha, in our arrangement, so."

Alice didn't look convinced, but what did she know?

"Right. Well, I can give you $5000 for that."

"Holy shit, really!?"

"Minus 3000 for the body. Here." Alice said, handing Camilla a wad of bills.

"Aw maaan..."

"Wow, a human life isn't worth 3000 dollars to you?"

Camilla looked away, ashamed.

"I'm fucking with you." Alice said. "Guy died of natural causes. All the good organs were already gone by the time he got to me, it's just a big, hard to sell piece of meat at this point."

That was... better?

"Anyway!" Alice shook the jar, watching the pink-tinged venom swish around. "I have to go test this out. Text me when you have more."

"Will do."

[wheretheharekissesthefox]

Bon appétit - Chapter 1: Vanilla

[Astarion/Gale]

It's 2 a.m., Gale's tired and wants some food. Astarion, the cute barista/waiter at the Emerald Grove knows how to sate his cravings.

Trigger warning (18+): Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, No Magic, No Vampire, No Wizard, Graphic Description of Sex, Smut, Anal Sex, Cum Eating, Fellatio, Fingering, Rimming, Unrealistic Refractory Period, Food Puns, Cheesy Dialog (Pun intended), Improvised Lube & Sex toys (don't try this at home kids), Gale is tired and hungry (literally), Astarion eats Gale (figuratively), Waiter Astarion, Professor Gale

Inspired by: period cravings

Brainstormed by: insomnia

Cooked up by: yours truly

Presented by: AO3 & tumblr

Served to: @patheticfangirl

Eaten up by: you

The only thing that was still open at two a.m. on a Tuesday was the Emerald Grove. The tiny café/bistro was tucked away in a back alley between a bakery and an electronics store. One had to navigate into the unlit, narrow alley and between dumpsters to reach it.

Gale sighed a breath of relief when he saw its bright green neon sign cutting through the darkness like a beacon. It had taken him much longer than anticipated to flee the board meeting at Blackstaff University. His ex-wife had made it almost unbearable and Gale was 95% sure he'd be fired in the next few weeks because of her. Mystra was talking about him in the most unflattering ways and spreading lies about his credibility. Gale was so tired of it. And now, he wanted to drown his sorrow in some coffee and comfort food.

The bells over the door chimed happily as he entered the Emerald Grove.

"We're closed!" growled the man who was mopping the floor and Gale's heart made a somersault. It was the beautiful barista/waiter with the lithe, lean frame and the platinum blond hair. His name was Astarion if the nametag on his dark green shirt could be trusted. Gale had a bit of a crush on him, his heart pounding whenever this ethereal beauty handed him his order with a pretty smile and a flirty wink. Okay, it was more than a small crush, it was a massive one.

Brushing a loose strand of hair behind his ear, Gale cleared his throat. Without looking up from his task, the other repeated: "I said we're closed."

"I know, but nothing else is open at this wee hour in the morning and your sign's still on," replied Gale bravely. Astarion sighed deeply, finally looking up, and his eyes widened in recognition.

"Oh, it's you. Hello, Professor."

"Hello." Gale felt the blush spread across his face. "I won't bother you for long, I promise, but I'd like to buy a coffee and whatever's left from the day. I had a rather strenuous and unpleasant evening, you see, and I'm craving the comfort of food."

Oh, God, he was rambling. Gale bit his tongue to cut himself off. Mystra had always told him how annoying his prattling was and that it was the reason why nobody liked him.

"Ah, you've worked up an appetite, huh, darling?" The waiter winked as he teased Gale and the latter's stomach flipped at the sight. "Let's see what we can do about that."

Astarion rushed over to the counter and washed his hands in the sink before taking stock of the inventory.

"Unfortunately, there's not much left. Halsin always brings the leftovers down to the homeless shelter, but I might be able to throw something together for you."

"Thank you," smiled Gale. "I didn't peg you for a cook."

"How dare you? I'm very good at cutting up fruit," retorted Astarion and winked. Gale immediately turned crimson, embarrassed of letting his mouth run without a filter.

"Uh... uhm... apologies. It wasn't my intention to -"

"It's fine, darling."

Astarion waved him off as he prepared Gale's coffee.

"Sooo... what exactly do you mean with 'strenuous and unpleasant evening'?" he asked, casually. "You weren't at the gym, were you?"

With a deep sigh, Gale looked down at himself, noting the way his round belly jutted out.

"Stop that." Astarion's words snapped him out of his self-loathing. "You look perfect, darling. All soft and round edges. Beautiful. Like a sugar-coated donut or a fluffy red velvet cake."

Gale barked a laugh, feeling just a tad bit better about himself.

"And you are like... like a cremeschnitte; tall, lean, and wonderfully pale. And your hair looks like spun sugar, your eyes like raw beetroot carpaccio."

"Mmh, really? It's true that I like it raw," lilted Astarion, running a hand through his curls.

Gale's brain stuttered. Did he just -?

"Oh, ah, uhm," stammered the professor uneloquently. The other man observed him, snickering, reddish brown eyes blown wide. He turned around again to prepare a sandwich, layering a milk bread roll with home-made mayo, finely-sliced ham, pickled onions, and fresh tomatoes and lettuce from Halsin's huge garden. Astarion topped it off with some salt and black pepper. He slid the plate over the counter, bending over it lasciviously.

"Here you go, darling. Bon appétit. Eat up."

"Thank you."

Gale grabbed the sandwich and took a bite, moaning lowly at the mingling of flavours.

"It's delightful," he praised.

"Oh, shush." Astarion waved him off, his pale face flushing a lovely shade of pink. "You don't have to lie."

"I'd never," retorted Gale, stuffing the rest of the food into his mouth. Astarion gazed at him intensively.

"I love watching you eat," he revealed. "Whenever you sit down to eat your breakfast or lunch in here, I can't help myself but look at you. You always make the simplest foods seem like a gourmet dish."

"Well, uhm... The simplicity and familiarity of certain meals provide more comfort than a five-course meal in a restaurant," Gale explained. "When you're feeling down, there's nothing better for your soul than a cheese sandwich, tomato soup, or mac and cheese."

"Hah! True," laughed Astarion, eyes twinkling. Before Gale had the chance to ogle at him any longer, the blond turned around to clean up the counter once more. After finishing his coffee, Gale had found the courage to speak.

"To answer your earlier question; I had a board meeting at the university and had to endure my ex-wife's backstabbing scheming. Since the divorce, she's determined to destroy my career despite the fact that she's the one who'd been unfaithful."

Astarion made a face.

"What a bitch, huh?"

Gale snorted humourlessly.

"Not my choice of words, but yes."

The blond eyed him with pursed lips.

"Do you still have feelings for her?" he asked.

"God, no! Those have died the day I found her with another man in our bed."

"Yikes!" Astarion wrinkled his nose and Gale sighed again, tiredly.

"I just want it to be over, you know? I want to move on, but she makes it rather difficult for me."

"I see..." Astarion looked at him with compassion. "I can imagine how you feel. I had my fair share of fucked up relationships too."

"I'm sorry about that," Gale said sincerely.

"Thank you, darling, but it's all in the past now. I decided not to be defined by the choices other people made any longer," Astarion told him.

"Good," smiled Gale, softly. Astarion turned around quickly, muttering under his breath: "Oh, fuck me..."

Gale's head shot up.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing, darling. Would you like dessert?"

"Always," chuckled Gale. At that, Astarion twirled around, grinning at him.

"Unfortunately, the only thing on the menu is me," he announced with a dangerous glint in his eyes. Gale sputtered, flushing. The blond chuckled amused.

"Don't play coy, darling, I can see the way you look at me." Astarion's eyes danced with mirth, a smirk on his handsome face. "I know what you want." He sauntered closer. "You want to be seen, to be tasted, and darling, don't you worry; I'll eat you right up."

Gale's mouth went dry and he swallowed nervously.

"I -," he croaked out, but Astarion shushed him with a finger pressed to his lips.

"What can I served you first? Something sweet or something spicy?"

"Uuh..." Gale's mind had gone blank. For the first time in his life, he was speechless. Playfully, Astarion tapped against his own bottom lip.

"You seem like the type who prefers it sweet, don't you, darling? You have a sweet tooth."

Gale could only nod dumbly and the other man grinned.

"Perfect."

Without further ado, Astarion pulled him into a kiss. It was soft and gentle, almost coy. This close, Gale could smell the blond's cologne - rosemary, bergamot, brandy - and tasted spearmint and cold cigarette smoke on his tongue. It was heaven.

Too soon, Astarion drew back.

"You taste divine, darling," he sighed before dropping to his knees and quickly pulling down Gale's pants. With a wicked grin, he looked up through dark lashes, stealing the professor's breath away. "Let me taste you here too."

A whimper escaped Gale as he nodded frantically.

"Oh, thank fuck," Astarion blurted out and wrapped his lips around Gale's cock.

"Oh, God!" the latter cried out. With a shit-eating grin, the blond let go of him to reply: "Just call me Astarion."

"Gale."

"Hm?"

"I'm - I'm Gale."

"What a lovely name," purred Astarion. "A storm. A tempest. Like twirling sugar in a cotton candy machine."

Gale couldn't help the laugh bubbling up and out of him. What a ridiculous man. Ridiculously wonderful. Winking, Astarion engulfed him once more, starting to suck him off in earnest. Gale moaned, gripping the counter behind him to keep himself upright. Astarion licked and sucked on his cock as if it was a delicacy, pulling back the foreskin and tonguing the slit as if to gather up warm vanilla sauce. Gale cried out. It had been so long since he'd received head. Mystra had always hated it. When Astarion slid a finger into his hole, rubbing up against his prostate, Gale knew it was over. One last thrust and he was coming, pumping his cum into Astarion's mouth like it was sticky sweet syrup for coffee drinks. The blond gulped it all down dutifully, eyes on half-mast. Then, with a small gasp, Astarion popped off, swallowing once more and licking his lips.

"You're delicious, darling," he praised, making Gale blush. "But I'm still craving more. Turn around, my sweet."

How could he deny this man anything when he was looking up at him as if he was a fresh apple pie on a windowsill? Hurriedly, Gale obeyed, placing his elbows on the counter and spreading his legs. With a pleased hum, Astarion thumbed along the professor's plush ass cheeks before licking a stripe across his hole and then wiggling his tongue into him. Whining, Gale pushed his ass back into Astarion's face, begging for more. Thankfully, he received what he wished for. Astarion was licking into him as if trying to reach for the chocolate filling in the centre of a croissant. Other than on one drunken occasion in college, no one had ever eaten Gale out. It was heaven. He rocked back, his hard cock dripping precum onto the floor as he huffed out little moans and whimpers. He heard the rustling of clothing and a guttural groan coming from behind, realising Astarion was jerking himself off. It made the whole situation even hotter.

"Oh, God, Astarion! So good. Please... more..."

The addressed moaned loudly, panting against Gale's hole and the latter realised the other had climaxed.

"Oooh, fuck!" sighed Astarion, kneading Gale's ass with one hand while still holding onto his spent cock with the other. He took a couple of deep, steadying breaths before getting onto his wobbly feet.

"Look at me, darling. Look what you're doing to me," he purred and Gale turned to catch the other's eyes. Astarion was flushed, pupils blown wide, a bead of sweat trickling down the side of his neck. Wordlessly, he held out his soiled hand and Gale sucked on the offered fingers, one by one, as if they were coated in whipped cream instead of cum, curling his tongue around the digits to get every last speck of liquid. Astarion bit his lip as he watched, looking utterly wrecked, and moaned like Gale was sucking his cock instead of his fingers.

"Darling," he purred, "you're a delight. Now, take your clothes off. I want to see you in your full glory, without the wrapping paper. And bend over again."

Giggling at the silly dirty talk, Gale followed the instructions. Astarion quickly and elegantly stripped too. Then, he leaned over the counter to fetch an olive oil dispenser. It had a long, narrow nozzle, perfect for drizzling a controlled amount of oil into a pan. Carefully, Astarion inserted said nozzle into Gale's hole and tipped it up to let the olive oil run into his gut. Gale gasped at the coolth trickling into him. Astarion kneaded his left ass cheek, muttering: "Now, now, darling. I'm sure you know that meat must be marinated before it can be cooked. It's the secret to a delicious meal."

He retracted the oil dispenser and sat it on the counter before massaging Gale's buttocks with both hands. Some of the oil escaped and Astarion pushed it back in with a thumb. A small kiss was placed on the professor's neck and a sweet voice whispered into his ear: "Ready, darling?"

Gale could only nod and then moan wantonly as Astarion's cock sunk into him until bottoming out.

"God, you're perfect," sighed the blond, sounding breathless and in awe. Gale whimpered, arching his back. It made Astarion chuckle a bit. He kissed the professor's shoulder before gripping his hips and starting to pound into him, setting a brutal pace. Gale cried out in surprise and ecstasy, meeting every thrust.

"That's it, darling," growled Astarion as he fucked Gale fast and hard. "I'll stuff you so full, you'll leak for days."

The addressed whined at that, his cock twitching and dribbling onto the floor. With one last thrust, Astarion buried himself deep in his ass, coming, and Gale was filled to the brim like a cream donut. The latter's eyes rolled back in his head as he exploded all over the floor and the side of the counter with a high-pitched wail.

"Oh, you're such a treat, darling," purred Astarion into his ear, making Gale shudder pleasantly. Exertion made itself know though, and as soon as Astarion pulled out, Gale collapsed onto the floor.

"Oh, darling..."

The blond looked at him with a soft expression, carding his fingers through Gale's hair that had gotten loose from the previous messy bun. Moonstruck and almost reverently, Gale gazed up at the other man, once more enraptured by his beauty. Astarion bent down to place a gentle kiss on Gale's lips. With one last stroke through the greying hair, he walked away and Gale started panicking slightly. Had he done something wrong? Had he interpret the situation faultily? His breath got caught in his throat, chest tightening with anxiety.

"Astarion?"

"I'll be right back, don't you worry, darling," came the answer from the other side of the counter. Gale sighed in relief, slumping down slightly. Astarion returned soon after, holding a freshly washed cucumber in his hands and stroking it lewdly.

"I don't want you to run off just yet," he purred. "Would you indulge me again?"

"Yes," Gale answered. He'd do anything Astarion asked for, no matter how degrading, and that scared him a little. But Astarion wasn't a cruel man. He pulled Gale into another kiss before lubing up the cucumber with some olive oil.

"On your back, darling. Spread like a buffet."

"Bon appétit, baby," snickered Gale, quoting the Katy Perry song. The other man laughed amused.

"You got me," he snickered. "Sorry, I know that's cheesy."

"I like it," replied Gale and realised it wasn't even a lie. Astarion giggled, seemingly excited, as he kneeled down next to the professor. Slowly, he pushed the cucumber into Gale's ass inch by inch. It was devoured by that greedy hole and Astarion giggled again when he succeeded to push all of the glorious nine inches of fresh veg into Gale who squirmed and moaned while going cross-eyed due to ecstasy.

"That's it, darling. Eat your vegetables," snickered Astarion and started to fuck Gale with the cucumber. The latter moaned loudly and shamelessly, rolling his hips up as the makeshift dildo reached him so deeply. Without warning, the blond suddenly straddled him and bent down to suck his cock. Gale shouted throatily, burying his fingers in Astarion's ass cheeks. Then, he wrapped his lips around the cock that was dangling in front of his face, teasingly like a sausage. Gale slurped him down, still not fully able to grasp that he was 69ing for the first time since his honeymoon twelve years ago. Fuck, it felt good. Instead of mourning its long absence from his life, Gale enjoyed every second of it in the now. This was real. Having Astarion's gorgeous cock down his throat as said beautiful man had his mouth on him while fucking him with a cucumber was real. Moaning blissfully, Gale sucked Astarion's cock like it was a lollipop. With a grunt, the blond spilled down Gale's throat and the latter drank it down like a vanilla milkshake, coming undone and spilling his seeds across the other's tongue once more.

"Fuck..." With a sigh, Astarion drew back and sat up, his bare ass planted on the freshly-mopped stone floor. Gale's head was still spinning, chest heaving. He was a mess; covered in sweat, his hair messy, lips swollen, and ass leaking still-warm cum. But it was all worth it for the way Astarion gazed at him. There was something soft in those reddish brown eyes as he muttered: "Look at you, darling. Stuffed and glistening like a turkey on Thanksgiving. You make my mouth water. You make me want to come back for seconds."

"I wouldn't mind," Gale blurted out.

"Oh, you sweet, generous thing." Astarion grinned wolfishly and he bent down to kiss Gale breathless. "I'll never get enough of you."

As they cuddled on the cold stone floor in the middle of the Emerald Grove, Gale hoped Astarion was telling the truth.

[heyhihellosworld]

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗰𝘂𝗽 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆

Mason Mount x reader

Word count: 1.2k

Summary: Mason is nervous to know about the worldcup squad

Warnings: Fluff, Angst? And a little grumpy/nervous Mason

Notes: Just a short little oneshot. And also I don't know how the process works so lets just pretend that they see the list if that's not how it actually works.

Thursday afternoon was always lazy. It had been a long week of work and only one to go before the weekend. You still had some work to do but you'd finished the office day early and did the rest at home in your couch

"Hey, what are you doing?" Mason gruffed from the door opening, your head turned to him with a frown. "What is that tone?" you huffed at him

He didn't even respond to your remark, same annoyed expression on his face "what's for lunch?"

You blinked at him, not understanding where the mood came from, he had just been playing with some of his friends which usually left him in a good mood but apparently not today.

"I don't know" you said calmly, looking as his eyebrows furrowed together.

"I'm hungry"

You scoffed, shaking your head at your boyfriend "Well then cook or order something i'm not your fucking servant" you spat, turning back to you computer as he left to the kitchen with a sigh, you couldn't help but to death glare at his back when he left the room, feeling immensely annoyed.

You were boiling inside. He had been moody all week, you knew why, you knew he was anxious for the team news. The world cup squad were about to be announced in an hour and even if his spot where most likely guaranteed he was nervous and anxious and he took it out on you, and you were tired of it.

You didn't see Mason for the next thirty minutes, assuming he was up playing or being grumpy somewhere. You didn't want to have anything to do with him when he was in this mood.

When the clock had turned half past two you gave up. Your own stomach growling for food so you did the one thing you didn’t want to and went up to his office/game room having expected him to have had gone up there again but it was dark and closed.

“Mason?!”

You didn’t get any answer so you continued your searching to your bedroom.

“Mason?” You asked carefully as you pushed the door open. He was sitting in the bed over the bed-sheets. Head rested back against the bed frame and a tired expression on his face.

You didn’t know what to do because you didn’t know what he wanted right now

Mason lifted his eyes and looked at you with sad eyes, “come here” he whispered. You slowly walked towards the bed and sat down on the opposite side but ge was quick to pull you closer so you where half laying next to him, his head in your neck .

“I’m really sorry, I know I’ve been acting shitty and I know I’ve been a dick.”

“It’s okay. I understand why”

"It’s still not okay" Mason hummed, kissing your skin where your shoulder and neck met.

“Why are you so stressed? You already have a pretty much given spot”

“I know but I can't relax until I see it” he sighed.

You sighed too “Are you still hungry?” You asked lowly. Leaving the topic because you knew that the only thing that would calm him down was as he said, seeing his name on the list.

“Yeah” he hummed “let’s order something then” you decided moving to leave the bed but he quickly stopped you

“Y/n, I’m really sorry. Are we okay?”

You couldn’t stop your smile. Leaning back to peck his lips. “We’re completely fine Mase. But if you’re a grump I will meet you with the same attitude.”

Mason smiled at you. Pulling you down to kiss him for real.

“As you should, what about a movie?”

You both moved to the kitchen, going trough the cabins for snacks but you found none. "What's the clock?" You asked Mason who shrugged, pulling his phone from his pocket "14:45"

"What about we go down and buy snacks and by the time we're home the squad will be out" you suggested. Mason threw one arm around you and kissed the side of your head with a soft smile "Sounds good"

It didn't take many minutes down to the shop and after a round in the snacks aisle you had your needed amount and walked back home again.

"What's the time?" he asked, nervously. He had been really quite the whole walk back. "Check your phone" you shrugged but he shook his head "I turned it off" "Well... it's 15:04 you announced while he unlocked the door, quickly walking in and starting to unpack the bag. "Do you want me to read it out for you?" You suggested sweetly, seeing how anxious he was.

"Please"

"Okay" you hummed, going into Instagram where you knew it would be easiest to find it and immediately found the list. Mason was still with his back against you as he unpacked and you sneaked a quick scan to search for his name which was there, as expected.

"Okay, here we go" you said, watching him stop unpacking and leaning with his hands against the counter.

"So, goalies Pickford, Pope and Ramsdale. Defenders Walket, Stones, Trippier, Dier, Maguire, Alexander Arnold, Coady, Shaw, White. Middles are Bellingham, Gallagher, Henderson, Philips, Rice and Mason Mount"

You heard him let out a pent up breath and you couldn't help but to chuckle and go over to hug his back. "Congrats" you smiled as he turned around, wrapping his own arms around you, kissing you sweetly "Thank you" he grinned.

"Okay" you hummed, breaking free from his grip which made him frown "What? I need to read the rest. I am interested at least"

"Okay okay, go on" he chuckled, leaning against the counter again but this time facing you.

"So, forwards are Grealish, Foden, Kane, Sterling, Maddison oh wow that's nice, eh Saka, Wilson and Rashford" you ended, looking as he hummed thinking over the squad "It's a good squad"

"I think it's the best squad since we met" you agreed, walking back into his embrace which he happily welcomed. "I'm gonna have to look a lot more into that but first, pizza?" You nodded, happy this was all over. You had around a week until he was supposed to gather with the squad so that meant some nice relaxing time and of course build up for Mason but at least you would spend some time together.

You had decided together that you wouldn't be going to Qatar if he was in the team. You didn't what to with all the political aspects nor could you considering work so you were going to be home and that meant at least three weeks with the group games and then hopefully of course they would go further, if they stayed the whole time which they probably would regardless of how far they would come it was a month. Quite some time but it felt like the best decision at the moment.

Your pizza was delivered and Mason had picked out some cheesy rom-com and you'd poured up all the snacks and the drinks. All settled for a cozy evening.

"I'm really gonna miss you" he hummed as he wrapped his arms around you in the couch, making you smile and kiss his cheek "I'm gonna miss you too" you murmured, kissing him with a smile on your face.