#this time it was only on hard and took........ one round 🙃

[pausegame]

I forgot just how sweet and ride or die the Inquisitor and Dorian's friendship is 😭😭😭

[underrated-lovers-of-apollo-poll]

Round 1: Poll 7

*Please Read*

I advise everyone to read each contestant's story to get a well-rounded understanding of each entry. I urge you to not just vote for the one "you know best". I have everyone's stories/reasons why they should win under the cut.

(Cassandra art by @thehelplessmortals & Rhoeo art by @amiti-art)

Propaganda:

Cassandra

What's The Love Story?

They are Complicated with a capital C.

Okay. So. There's misinformation about this relationship so bare with me.

Cassandra was a princess of Troy, and a beautiful one at that. She was a priestess to multiple gods, including Athena and Apollo. Apollo fell in love with her, promising her anything if she would become his lover. She agreed, and asked for the gift of prophecy. Apollo gave it to her, but she then refused him.

Angry, he warped her prophetic abilities so she would never be believed for her visions. I think this was also done so neither of them gained anything, even if Cassandra did get the shorter end of the stick overall.

However, Apollo also experiences some karma because Cassandra knows Troy's gonna fall, as does he, but no matter how hard either of them try nobody will believe it until it's too late.

So yeah. Apollo getting karmafied yet again.

Why Should They Win?

COMPLICATED RELATIONSHIPS

Cassandra still remained a loyal priestess, even after Apollo's curse, which takes guts and willpower.

Rhoeo

What's The Love Story?

Her dad was THE worst and when he found out she was pregnant he didn't believe her that the father of the baby was a god so he put her in a wooden chest and threw into the sea. Jokes on him because Apollo was baby's father so Rhoeo made it safely to Delos. She gave birth to Anius and placed him on the alter in Apollo's temple and asked him to save the baby if he was truly his (idk why he needed saving tbh, the myth does not specify this. I headcanon that he was born too early)

Apollo then took Anius and not only saved him but also started to raise and mentor him.

Rhoeo later married Zarex who adopted Anius so our boy had 3 parents, good for him. And there are no myths about her dying a horrible death so she probably had a long and happy life (unlike some other lovers of Apollo 🙃)

Also around the same time Rhoeo got thrown into the sea in that wooden chest, while her sisters were watching over their dad's wine, it got destroyed by the swines. The sisters were so terrified of their father they decided to jump of the cliff but Apollo saved them and turned them into goddesses.

Why Should They Win?

I think Apollo truly loved her not only as a lover but as a friend too. It was not a one night stand like often happens in the myths. He loved her enough to save not only her and their son but also her sisters (like come on he turned them into goddesses). He let her live on his sacred island. And he loved her enough to let her go. While gods are often very possessive of their lovers (Apollo included, rip Koronis), he had no problem with Rhoeo moving on and getting married. I like to think that they stayed good friends and Apollo was very happy that she found such a great guy like Zarex to marry.

Kids?

Anius

[anonymeqaupdates]

Chapter 56 review

Already seen this part but I'm happy to know that the staff will do anything for their students.

Oh gosh, even Overblot Jamil wouldn't do something like this yet he made sure that the hypnotize students get hurt by themselves to distract them and prevent them from reaching Kalim. He is such sick monster.

Well give good points for Trey on using his UM. Honestly his UM is technically dangerous than Riddle given how it can use to murder someone if he wants to. But good luck on thinking ahead and points for Malleus for saving him.

Hope Leona's vocal tract isn't severe if he keeps using the roar too much. He might end up like Azul after he overblot and the poison.

A cute little ball of light Malleus is.

Sam has friends on the other side, I'm sure he knows much about dark secrets than anyone. Man I love your own take on his unique magic. Hope he doesn't dragged into the land of the dead.

Why are you keeping your powers a secret, Crowley? Your powerful yet didn't try to. I am so curious.

I'm curious why Crowley didn't ask to use his dimension to trap Kalim. I'm sure it would prevent things from happening

Also, love the nod of Crewel and Sam being classmates back in school. I want to see their little adventures together.

*Percy theme intensfies*

Love the nod that he using all of Hans' inventions that Percy destroyed and rebuild.

Abis POV, YAY!

I guess the Radiant Hope refers to Jafar as the B J instead of the snake or worst.

Yassin cursing is awesome. Love the Abis and Yassin friendship. Honestly if Al wasn't around, I'm sure those would have been old married couple or something.

Surprise that Hans was enrolled because of them, their paycheck should come in handy for the schools given the chaos they caused. Maybe it's good thing they did or Hans would have to deal with his family. Well poor Idia and Azul though once he learns about it.

Jamil and Jamil conversation. Man, past Jamil yelling at current Jamil who feels defeated. At least past Jamil is aware that the djiin will use them for his own goal and that everyone is in danger.

Haha...Floyd thinking that is was Riddle's doing because of Heartslabyul

Djiin trying to make sure Kalim isn't caught by anyone while the rest trying to make sure he does is really suspense. Kalim in regular clothes? Seems now I can picture during this happened.

Dragon versus the original Snake face off. Man, can't wait for the battle between them.

It seems only Sebek and Silver didn't try to attack Jamil but rest do. Showcase they truly do know that this wrong. Hope Kalim doesn't take this hard about them trying kill Jamil.

So they seperate three of them. The Magicless Jamil is the current timeline, the could is Jafar, and the blot Jamil is the past Jamil. I wonder what would happened if Azul didn't seperate them. Poor current Jamil, he became much more of a monster than the last timeline and he has chains like a puppet.

So I assume that Yuu is pretending he notice this and didn't know everything to keep them from distracting as he took care of magicless Jamil.

Yep, everyone is finally on circles now especially with Bill is here.

Awww...this is a tragic chapter to end the NRC saga and the Rescue Saga to come. Can't wait for the Genie battle and the dragon versus snake battle.

Hope we see the Cassim chapter soon. Take a good rest!

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Yeah that was a pretty evil idea! I’m pretty proud of that one! I had to nerf Malleus somehow and this was the way that covered the most bases. 🙃

And it gave me a reason to make a sleeping beauty ref by having him turn into a ball of light! (*≧∀≦*)

I was also really happy to have Percy use Hans’ inventions and I’m glad you recognized them! Even if it caused Floyd some confusion!

Abis POV was short but a long time coming too. He was also probably the funniest part of the chapter. I guess I can’t help but add jokes everywhere!

Djinn VS Malleus was cut short but let’s see if they can get a round two sometimes! ;) Silver and Sebek had hesitated attacking Jamil in front of Kalim.

Speaking of, Damn did the Jamil’s had a bad time! But at least Blot Jamil knocked some sense to Jamil before it all went to hell. And Kalim’s last line to him? Oh dear that sure won’t haunt him!

Anyway I’m feeling really inspired so after I’m done voting I’ll start working on the next one. It’s voting day in France, if it weren’t for that I would be back to the writing table already.

[boyfhee]

i will never give you any warnings (゜ロ゜) hehe, you got what rank, 6k and 676 marks, cae didi i could never. have a huge respect for you and i wlnder how much you might have studied and worked hard for it. such a scam :(

my dad bought a management seat, but the admission office said to apply for counselling in rounds 1 and 2 so that we can get fees concestion. by admission was done yesterday, and could you believe that i saw final year students in the seminar hall, they wore their robes but i dont think it was graduation.

i saw a senior rome around the campus bunking classes, lmao and that dude was my dad's friend's friend son :-O such a surprise. i actually took cse course, just pure cse no ai or ml or ds.

for my dad, half off the tension have been cured and next is my sister's who want to join bipc (-)_(-) lol my dad is saying she won't study but now that 30% of the syllabus has been removed (is it 30% or just a few chapters..) i think it would be easy to get seat in our state rather than joining aiims 🥲

well, let's talk about me and only me 🤭 i had dreams of becoming a doctor, but sadly, i have fear of blood and needles like injecting them on someone. i gave on the last minute and join mpc. never knew my life would be this messed up haha 🙃

jay, did you see his new segment – jjong ddu ddu, he is so cute. he is y(our) ddu ddu 😭🫶🏽 i love him so much. also since when were you an enha stan and when did you get into kpop??

— lover club anon <3

PLEASEEEEE i was fighting demons while preparing for this and this is what i get in return TT i think bio comes to me naturally, which is one reason why i chose this field, but phy and chem were the real challenge and gave me the hardest time ( but i have improved a lot which is the main thing here )

and i would love to give more tips on counselling but i barely have any TT my dad usually keeps a check of these things— he literally told me to focus on studies and he will handle the rest, i love him :> also cse is fun ! again, i'm not very knowledgeable about it since that isn't my field, but i enjoyed coding and studying cs in highschool. html was my thing, but python...can it die :/

also good luck to your sister with pcb ! it's true a lot of chapters have been removed, but a bunch of stuff has been added as well, especially the practical skills— which are being asked in these exams. it's going to get worse in the coming years with the amount of students that appear for neet, but i hope your sister makes it through nonetheless. and also wishing u good luck for college :D

and omg luckily i do not have fear of anything but i'm scared as hell because what if i faint in front of the cadavers ㅠㅠ plus i absolutely cannot stand formaldehyde. but it's okay, there are a lot more fields for you, i hope you have fun studying and working in them ><

also, i haven't had the time to watch jong ddu ddu ( what a cute name, by the way ) but i've been seeing pics and clips all over twitters. he's so adorable and bf coded aaa >///< i got into kpop around 2018 i think ? and have been an engene since dimension : answer era. what about u :O

[jaderimehardt]

Resin First Attempts

Ohhhh, where do I even start~?

In one of my previous posts, I said as soon as I get enough things, I will go out in the garage and start tinkering around even if it's 11pm, midnight, or 1am- didn't I? Yeah, well, that happened, Lol 😅. I was outside in the garage until 2:30am and probably didn't make it to bed until around 3:15am-ish. Details. (I forget when I started, uh, 6pm?)

Second day I went out there earlier but I was probably still out there for about 8-hours? Time can fly by quick this craft! And you don't even notice it. Holy geez.

The first night taking so long, made sense. I was trying to organize things, pull out tools for the first time. Basically get acquainted with my 'Mise en place' (totally a cooking phrase but whatever, I'm using it here).

I've only made 6 bezels so far, and used some of my extra resin in some earring molds (that I haven't added backings to yet) but...! Right now I'm just toying around with techniques and trying to get the hang of things. I think I even already found a new one? I've watched so many resin videos and I've yet to see anyone do this thing 🤔

Anyhow. Here are my very first bezels 😊

Some of these pictures were taken on a cloudy day and some were not... I didn't edit the lighting in photoshop either. And on top of that- I took some pictures next to my backdoor, some in my bedroom, and some in my garage where I've been making these. I did this intentionally to show the lighting variations of the resin, coloring, mica powder, glitters, etc etc.

That potion bottle was my very FIRST one. I'm likely going to keep that one forever as a memento. I had zero intention at the start to add the hearts but had a lightbulb 💡 moment.

Dr. Stone inspiration kicked in and I instantly thought of Senku's love potion at the start of the anime 🤣. In hindsight I should have used the round potion bottle but the love potion idea was literally an afterthought - still came out cute as heck, imo.

If you're wondering about the snowflake ones when it's the beginning of Spring- I was trying really hard to get a Captain Hitsugaya (Bleach) themed bezel but it just wasn't happening for me 🫠

This purple one is a prime example of how different lightings can make a bezel look different. It has me questioning how I want to post this on Etsy in the future 🤔. Many pictures I guess 🤷🏻‍♀️

I wanted something quite literally like a teardrop....? This one has the smallest imperfection in the world that I can see at the weirdest angle if I look at it really hard, LOL. I know it's stupid, but I'm OCD like that. Uhhh... I probably need a better light in the garage so I can avoid this in the future. I think I didn't see a bubble before curing or something. Not 100% sure.

This one has an aurora+pearl mix type mica and aurora glitter so it's constantly shifting colors in the sunlight. It also has intentional ombre, though it's not as dramatic as I wanted. Yeah... definitely a trial and error learning process going on here, lol. I still very much like how it came out. I added the shining star at the bottom to symbolize 'a light in the darkness'.

Couple last shots of some already seen ones- garage shot + bedroom shot. Just to show varying lighting.

Don't worry, I'm not going to do this every time (I think). Maybe 1-2. One near sunlight and one against a white backdrop that I'll setup somewhere. Seems more professional that way, less messy, and maybe my posts won't be a novel long each time 🙃

>>>

Oh let me add a couple somethings!

🔹 I'm still working on getting my Etsy up. I think I just need a banner and an icon? Smol simple things really. There might be more but I think that's it. Aside from me learning how to actually post a listing. I probably won't start selling anything until I get better at this though and feel confident with it. ALSO, I still haven't received the packaging supplies I ordered (bubble mailers). Who knows when I'll get that.

🔹 Yes, those are a bunch of octopus plushies in the background of my pictures. Be prepared to see them a lot, and a lot more other octopuses in my pictures. They are everywhere. Octos are friends in this house 🐙💓

[enchanting-eloquence]

Good... very good

Authors note: This is my first story share in a looong time but what can I say? TGM got me good, and I 'm kinda obsessed! All feedback welcome 🙃 Note - I've played around with timing here and set this the night before mission take off, I figure Rooster would definitely get on that piano more than once!

Synopsis: 3.3k words. You (f!reader) go for a quiet night at the Hard Deck, but Hangman has other ideas and takes you away somewhere quiet to make the most of his last night of freedom.

Warnings: Sooo much smut, definitely NSFW and minors DO NOT INTERACT, alcohol, penetrative sex, swearing. I think that's it but tell me if I've missed anything - it's been a while!

Good... very good

It wasn’t your usual scene, and you knew fine well that drinking alone in a navy bar was just asking for trouble. But it had been one of those weeks and you needed some down time to clear your head.

And so there you were, perched on a bar stool at the Hard Deck with a glass of wine cradled in your hands, exuding a “fuck off” air to everyone but the lovely owner, who’d introduced herself when you wandered in from the beach and told you to call on her if you had any trouble.

A glass and a half of wine in and trouble was so far pretty distant; or so you thought until a ringing bell and accompanying loud cheer made you look up from the table and straight into a pair of steely green eyes on the opposite side of the bar.

Hot was your first thought.

Trouble was your second.

And since you were determinedly avoiding the latter, you simply took a moment to appreciate the perfect blond hair, broad shoulders, tanned forearms, exquisitely fitted uniform and delicious jawline before shaking your head and turning your attention back to your wine and the football game playing on the screen above you.

“This seat taken?” A low voice drawled, as you noticed an arm on the stool next to you.

Sighing, you looked up, only to meet those eyes once again.

Your head told you to get rid of him, but when something deep in your abdomen pulsed, your early wine buzz told you that maybe a little flirting could be fun. And so you shook your head.

He nodded in acknowledgement and put two drinks on the table - a beer in front of his own stool, and a glass of wine in front of yours.

“Thought you should take advantage too. Some idiot’s buying a round for the whole bar.” One side of his lips perked up as he jerked his head upwards. “Hangman.”

Grateful for the drink you raised your eyebrows. “Y/n. Thanks for the drink - that you didn’t buy.”

He took a swig of his beer, eyes never once leaving yours. “You look like a woman on a mission y/n.”

“And if the mission was to avoid arrogant ass navy boys then I’ve failed huh?”

He laughed, the insult sliding off him as he took another drink.

“You don’t look like a woman who fails at much.”

You let out a low laugh. “Well, maybe you should tell my ex that. He liked to think I failed at a lot.”

“Sounds like the man was an idiot.”

It was enough to raise a genuine smile. Enough that you gave up on solitude once and for all, and turned to face him as you raised your glass. “True. Here’s to living life without idiots.” You sipped your wine thoughtfully and looked at his face - really looked. Christ he was hot.

“How about you Hangman? On a mission tonight?”

He pursed his lips consideringly. “The mission starts tomorrow darlin’, and it’s a big one. Tonight is about living life.” He raised his own glass in return and drank deeply, his eyes still on yours in a way that seemed to unlock something inside you. You felt your self-control wobble slightly.

“What does that even mean, living life?” You nodded towards the other uniformed pilots drinking and laughing by the pool table. “Drinking with your buddies over there?”

Hangman shrugged, for the first time looking away from you as he surveyed the scene across the bar. You saw the change in expression as he took in each of his colleagues; a softening of his eyes as he looked at two chiselled men by the dartboard, the threat of a laugh as he took in a woman and a nervous looking guy joking their way through a game of pool, and finally a grimace as he saw a tall moustached man in a Hawaiian shirt make his way towards the group. The changes were almost unnoticeable - and probably would’ve been if you hadn’t been watching him so shamelessly; shamelessly enough that when he turned back to you, you found a blush rising in your face. He only grinned that wide smile.

“For them yeah, maybe it is. For me,” he licked his lips in a way that shot straight to your core. “If this is my last night of freedom then I’d rather spend it with a good beer and a beautiful woman.” He leaned in, close enough that you could smell his spicy cologne. “You see darlin’, I’m the best at what I do. At everything I do. And if this is going to be a good night for me then I don’t see why it shouldn’t be for you too.”

From where he was, you were certain Hangman could hear your gulp, but it didn’t seem to matter when he got to his feet and extended a hand for you to follow. “Care to dance?”

The slow rock from the jukebox wasn’t loud, but there were a few people moving to it. And since the last of your resolve had well and truly deserted you, you had no real choice but to take his hand and let him lead you to the area that passed for a dance floor, where he turned back to face you and pulled you to him.

You were close enough to feel the rough, perfectly pressed fabric of his pants against your bare legs; close enough that when he leaned his head in you could feel his breath on your hair; close enough that the cool metal of his service medals chilled one spot on your shoulder; and close enough to be certain that he could feel the deep heat radiating between your thighs.

His hands were on your waist, fingers grazing the very top of your butt in a way that made you desperate to have him move lower. As the two of you began to sway, you felt him press against you - every inch of that hard, lean body pressing into yours as you moved to the rhythm of the music.

“See isn’t this what life’s about?” Leaning down until his breath tickled your ear as he pulled you closer.

You placed your hands on his chest, feeling rock hard muscle under the shirt, and nodded up at him from beneath your lashes.

“It isn’t exactly the night I had planned.”

“Oh really, and what was that? Couple of glasses of wine alone in a bar, let the day get just hazy enough that you can’t feel whatever has gone on this week any more and then home to sleep all alone?”

You laughed quietly, “When you say it like that it sounds pathetic.”

He shrugged. “You say pathetic, I say a bad plan. One you needed to be saved from.”

“And you’re here to save me?”

He gripped you tighter, his fingers pulling you close enough that your hips ground together and you felt the beginnings of his arousal. “Saving people is what I do.”

“I told you before, the plan was to avoid arrogant navy boys.”

The arrogant look was back. “Good job you found yourself a man.”

It was such a cheesy line that you couldn’t help but throw your head back and laugh properly. “Oh man, you’re good.” You confirmed, tilting your head in approval.

With your head back, he pulled you in closer still - something you’d thought was impossible, shifting his hands down to grab at your butt and moving to within a breath of your lips as he murmured, “No darlin’ I’m very good.”

Whatever you’d expected when your lips met, the reality was better. The hard pressure of his mouth on yours sending fire through every nerve of your body as you gasped into the kiss. It took all of your restraint not to paw at him, instead simply fisting your hands in his shirt like a woman deprived of oxygen who needed him to breathe as he grinned against your lips.

You probably wouldn’t have noticed that the music had stopped, but heard the chant go up from behind you, causing you to pull away and look around in confusion.

He exhaled loudly, huffing out something that sounded a lot like “fucking Rooster” as the piano at the other end of the bar began to sound.

With the rest of the bar’s attention firmly focussing on the moustached guy playing the piano, Hangman took your hand, “Let’s continue this where he can’t bother us.”

You’d expected him to lead you outside, maybe even out to his car; but he only moved to a door in the back corner of the bar, dragging you inside what looked like a storage room that was pitch black but for the moonlight filtering through the window.

Closing the door behind you he pulled you close again, and this time you wound your arms around his neck, pulling him in to deepen the kiss from earlier in a tangle of lips, teeth and tongue.

He laughed softly into your mouth, “Guess you wanted this arrogant navy guy after all, huh?”

“Arrogant ass,” you muttered as he pushed you back into the door and pressed his entire body against you, his arousal hard and hot now against your core. His mouth moved to your neck, grazing his teeth just hard enough to make you gasp. As his lips moved further down, he pulled away to meet your heavy lidded eyes.

“Are you ok with this?”

You nodded, all thoughts of a quiet solo night completely gone from your mind, and fisted your hands in his shirt again to pull him close.

But he resisted. “Use your words darlin’. I might be an arrogant ass, but I need a yes.”

“Christ,” you murmured, reaching out to grab his belt and begin to unfasten it. “Yes. Yes to all of it.”

The laugh died on his mouth as you grasped his length through his boxers and found him thick and rock hard. Reaching inside to take him fully into your hand, the look of sheer pleasure that crossed his handsome face as you moved up and down slowly sent a thrill through your body.

“Should I ask if you’re ok with all of it?” You asked. “Or is this part of that living life you talked about?”

Reaching behind you he fisted a hand in your hair, pulling your head back and crashing his lips against the curve of your neck fiercely. Your hand jerked hard and fast, spurred on by his growing wetness and the ragged breaths he let out with each movement.

As you writhed, his other hand moved to the hem of your skirt, pushing it up and sliding a hand over your panties.

“So wet,” he mumbled, the arrogance momentarily knocked out of him as you continued to work your magic.

As his fingers moved past the fabric and into your folds, you were momentarily aware of the chorus of Great Balls of Fire going on behind the door. Momentarily aware that a bar full of people were waiting just on the other side of that door while you were about to be finger fucked by the hottest stranger you’d ever met. Then he pushed two fingers inside of your wetness and right up to your G spot, and all thoughts left your mind with a groan.

He replied with a groan of his own. “So tight.”

You sought out his lips and kissed him hard, feeling him grin into your mouth as you let out a mewl. “Good?”

“Very good.”

His answering laugh caused you to deepen your kiss further, pressing your mouth against his as though your life depended on it. But he gave as good as he got - that talented, cocky mouth kissing you as though it were his last night on earth, while his fingers kept moving within you and his thumb found your clit.

“Holy fuck.” You groaned into his mouth as your knees went weak, causing him to grip your hips and hold you up as your hand stopped moving on him, nails scraping along his washboard stomach instead.

Behind the door, a second song began and you felt him tense even as he continued moving his fingers against and inside of you, bringing you pleasure you swore you’d never felt before.

He looked down at you. “Now there’s three songs in that guy’s repertoire. So if you want me to fuck you, it’s gonna have to happen soon. What do you say?”

You took hold of his cock again, marvelling at its girth within your fingers as you exhaled the words. “Yes. Now.”

God the look on his face was sheer sex, and if you hadn’t been more horny than you’d ever imagined possible, the arrogance in it might’ve been enough to call off the whole thing. But as he removed his fingers from you, you found yourself almost whining at the lack of contact.

“Now what darlin’? Remember what I said, I need words.”

“I want you inside me. Now fuck me.”

It was like a match to a fuse. Before you knew it, he’d grabbed one of your thighs in each hand and was lifting you - literally lifting you - onto his cock. You barely had time to register his strength before he’d pushed you back again and was thrusting himself into you, bottoming out to hit the spot his fingers had attacked so well only a moment before.

He didn’t kiss you now but instead simply stared at you with dark eyes as he spoke in a low, rough voice.

“They’re making a lot of noise out there; but if we time this wrong, they’re going to hear every sound you make. Do you understand?” You nodded, eyes wide.

“And I intend for you to make a lot of noise. Because when I do something, I like to do it properly.”

He shifted angle slightly and you felt the coarse hair on his lower abdomen begin to move against your clit, causing a loud moan to leave your lips.

“That’s it darlin’,” Hangman whispered, his mouth close to your ear as he continued to fuck you hard and slow. “You’re so wet for me, and so tight. Gripping my big cock perfectly every time I fill you. Does it make you feel good?”

You had no words, only moans and the frantic movement of your hips as he continued to thrust into you, his movements precise even as you heard him groan quietly.

“You know that’s a yes. You might’ve told yourself you wanted a night alone but really, this is what you wanted isn’t it? To be fucked against the door right here, where anyone could walk in at any time? Where a whole bar full of people might hear you having the best sex of your life?”

As if on cue, the music outside stopped and the opening bars of Eye of the Tiger began on the piano outside. You heard him laugh in your ear.

“Last song darlin’, looks like I’d better pick up the pace.”

It was exactly what he did, grasping your hips tighter into him as he pounded mercilessly against your pussy.

Every thrust stretched you in a delicious mix of pleasure and pain; the emptiness that came each time he pulled back between thrusts almost too much to bear. The change of angle was perfect though, leaving him thrusting up against all of your most sensitive spots while his mouth moved down to nip at your neck once again.

It was too much, he was too much, and with each thrust the knot inside you was winding tighter and tighter.

“So good,” you moaned, raggedly, “so fucking good.”

He moaned and looked into your eyes. “Tell me darlin’, tell me how good it is while I make you fall apart on my cock.”

“Fuck. It’s so good. You’re so good. I’m so close. So. Fucking. Close.” Your breath was coming out in pants now as you clamped your eyes shut and tried desperately not to scream his name.

Meanwhile every word out of your mouth seemed to spur him on faster, lead him to fuck your harder. The man was a machine, and just when you thought he’d reached his limit he seemed to go harder still. “Who has you that close?”

“You do. Hangman, I need to come. So close. Need to.”

You opened your eyes and found him staring back at you - his piercing eyes just an inch from yours and his jaw tight with concentration as he suddenly stopped moving. “Look at me,” he hissed. “Look at me while I take you over.” Hard and painfully slowly, he thrust again and ground his hips into you, the pressure on your clit and the sensation of every curve of him moving inside you too damned much to bear.

Through the door you were vaguely aware of the music coming to an end, but it didn’t matter. All that mattered was the sensation inside you, on you, as he once again bottomed out and sent you over the edge with a raw scream of his name.

Your voice was enough to have him flying with you, and you saw through cloudy eyes the moment the pleasure took him over as he thrust into you one final time with lightning speed and razor fast precision even as he exploded, his orgasm hard enough to send you into an aftershock of your own.

You stayed there for just a moment, his head on your chest and your hand combing through his blond hair.

“You ok?” He mumbled, his voice heavy.

“Only about a thousand per cent better than I was when I walked in here tonight. You’re good.”

His head snapped up and he winked at you as he planted a quick kiss on your lips. “I’m very good darlin’, some say I’m the best there is.”

As he set you back down on the floor you laughed, the noise hurting a throat that had been screamed ragged with that orgasm. “And by some, you mean you?”

He raised an eyebrow and re-fastened his trousers and belt, watching intently as you replaced your panties and smoothed your skirt back down. “If it’s true it’s true, I don’t believe in telling lies.”

Stepping towards him, you fingered the badge on his chest, unable to read his name in the low light. “And do I get to know the real name of the best there is?”

He narrowed his eyes. “That depends, do I get the number of the girl who just screamed my name while she came all over me?”

You shrugged, “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

The shock flashed across his face even as he immediately concealed it. “You don’t want to -.”

But your finger immediately went to his lips. “Tonight was about living life right? Fly off on your big mission tomorrow, and when you come back we’ll do some more of that living. I’ll be the one alone with my wine trying to avoid arrogant ass navy boys.”

With that you leaned forward and planted a final kiss on his lips. “Stay safe Hangman, and be good.”

And with that you strolled away from him, to the back of the room and out of a second door that led straight outside, leaving him looking somewhere between impressed and pissed off as he watched you go.

“Oh I will,” he murmured, “and if there’s more of that to come home to, I’ll be very good.”

As the door closed behind you he raked a hand through his hair and tried to regain his composure before heading back out into the bar. The piano music had long stopped, but the whoops and hollers that greeted him could be heard even outside of the bar, even as you took the short walk back to your apartment.

[thehighpriestess1]

Can we get 14 (with kids) for kakashi with 18+ pls??🙃🙃🙃🙃

Summary : Kakashi wants another kid with y/n ;)

Warning : Not proofread,foul words, NSFW undercut , MDNI !!!!!!!!!!, 18+ ONLY

Kakashi got home from tired to the bone, whole day of signing papers irritated the shinobi. He opened the door to see you sitting with your daughter, reading her a story. "Dadaa". She yelled and got out of your embrace as she ran towards him with her arms outstretched. Kakashi dropped his cloak on the couch and picked her up in his arms. You daughter pulled down his mask and gave him a peck on his cheeks, this one tiny gesture drained his irritation.

Kakashi walked over to you and wrapped his other arm around your waist as he pulled you into a quick peck. "What were my girls upto?". "Mama was reading me a story because I couldn't sleep".

"I see... How about about I read you a story too?". Your daughter yelped and licked her arms around his neck. "Kashi you should get some rest..". "I don't need rest. I need my girls. Let's go". Kakashi put your daughter in her bed and sat next to it with you on his side. He read the story holding the book in one hand and holding your hand with the other. His thumb rub circles on your hand as you rested your head against his shoulder, watching your daughter slowly drift asleep.

"She looks so much like you". Kakashi whispered. His heart felt full in this moment. He never thought he'd fall in love and have a family of his own but here he was with you and his daughter. "Hmmm can't argue with that..". You said teasing him about it. "How about we have another one and hope they look like me?". Kakashi looked you from the corner of his eyes. You raised your head as you rested your chin on his shoulder, "you want that?'". Kakashi simple nodded and you pulled him into a kiss.

In a moment he was carrying you to your bedroom on the other side, not breaking the kiss. "I can't wait to see you become a mommy again. You'd look so so so good". He sat on the bed, making your straddle him. He latched his lips to your neck as he moved your hips on his hard on. You let out a breathy moan, scared of your daughter waking up. His one hand traveled under your shirt and gently pinched your tits. You were getting restless with your hips grinding against him, his mouth on your neck and his hands working magic under your shirt.

"Kashi...please..." You gulped down as you bit your lip. His other hand went under your shorts and his thumb pressed on your clit. His mouth swallowed every moan coming out of you. He started rubbing circles on your bundle of nerves, your body shivered as you came all over his hand. He flipped you on your back and your clothes were discarded in Seconds. He hovered over you as he rubbed his dick between your folds. "Fuuuck y/n.... You're so beautiful...so perfect.." you cupped his cheeks and pulled him down for another kiss.

He went in slowly, checking your face for any discomfort. But you were done with his teasing and raised your hip. "Fuck you feel so good..so fucking good". Kakashi could barely control himself, you felt way too good around him. He started moving slowly, grinding against you and he sucked on one of your tits.. you arched your back and he slid his other hand under your waist. "Kashi.. faster please...". Who was he to deny his wife. He sat on his knees and out you in a mating press as he picked up his pace. It felt so good, his tip hitting your spot over and over again.

"Ahhhh fuck I'm gonna stuff you so full...you better take it all...fuuucckk you're going to look so good all round and plump with my baby... you'll be such a good mommy"..your clenched around him as you bit your lip harder. "Yes yes...I will be a good mommy...fuck Kashi...I want it...fuck please...". Kakashi leaned down and took your bottom lip between his teeth. You were so close he could feel it. He slammed his hips harder against you making you cum for the second time..Kakashi got back on his knees and saw you creaming around his dick. He wrapped your legs around his waist and picked up his pace again. Within minutes you felt him release thick hot ropes of cum inside you.

You both stayed in the position for a while as Kakashi fucked his cum back into you. You tried pulling away but he grabbed you waist once more, "you don't think we will go done are we? I can't let you go until I'm sure you're going to be a mommy" he said winking at you.

Next morning Kakashi woke you up with a breakfast tray. You felt really sore from last night. Kakashi lasted three rounds before he was convinced it was enough, you don't even remembered how many times you came around him. " I'm sorry, was I too tough?Are you okay.". He kissed your forehead as you shook your head. "I'm fine Kashi". He ran his palm over your stomach, "I can't wait to be a father again".