#this took so long to make i haven't realized that I'm not apart of s lot of fanfoms

[thechaoticcheese]

10 Favorite Characters, 10 Fandoms

Thank you @echos-girlfriend and @sun-roach for the tag! I couldn't reblog it properly with the rest (my phone started to die) so I started a new one.

1. Avatar the Last Air Bender - Zuko

2. Star Wars the Clone Wars- Ahsoka

3. DC - Batman

4. Red Dead Redemption 2 - Arthur Morgan

5. Skyrim- Teldryn

6. DSMP - Tommy

7. Warrior Cats - Jayfeather (Art by ARVEN92 on deviantart)

8. Adventure Time - Marceline

9. Arcane - Jinx

10. Alexander Hamilton - Aaron Burr

[heavysighing-dreamyeyes]

Hello you amazing wonderful awesomely awesome person! I’m so madly obsessed with your work

Very curious on your thoughts on this: zombie apocalypse au

Do you think Jason and readers first meeting would be need to be more in a life threatening situation in order to stick or would they be able to meet in a calmer environment and stick together?

This isn’t a push for you to write any one shot! Just curious what you think and any additional thoughts or headcanons you might have for this au 👀

Tysm for continuing to put out awesome writing all the time!

The Death Stench

Ahh, asks like this is why I love taking requests!! Thank you, nonnie!! Seriously, so many great ideas come through my inbox that I never would have thought of myself! I was actually so excited when I finally sat down to write this. Sorry it took so long! :)

~1.4k words

Gotham has always been a cesspool of filth and rot. It's something Jason has long grown used to. But the hoards of groaning, decaying zombies are something he's still learning to live with.

It's been four– no, five months since the world fell apart, since the apocalypse broke down society. The government is in shambles, if it still exists, and Jason hasn't seen or heard another living person in weeks.

He thinks he owes his survival to whatever the pit did to him. The corpses that line the streets just seem to ignore him and shuffle past as he breaks into a little corner store for supplies.

It's why he's started to get complacent. It is so easy to not double or triple check your surroundings when the undead treat you like one of their own.

It's a fact he didn't realize until he's staring down the barrel of a gun and maybe the only other living, breathing person on Gotham.

He blinks at them. They blink at him. "You're not one of– you're alive," You half question, surprise and shock clear in their voice.

Jason slowly raises his hands, the last thing he wants to do is get shot when his medical supplies are dwindling, "I'm alive."

He stares at you for a minute, and you stare back before slowly lowering your gun, "I was here first."

He laughs. It's ridiculous. The world ended, he hasn't had a proper conversation in weeks, and you're trying to lay claim to a corner store in shambles. But, he steps back anyway and gestures to the ransacked aisles, "All yours then."

He quirks an eyebrow when you actually look panicked. "Wait," You start, and lower your gun completely, "I'm sorry, I just– haven't seen anyone in a while. I think I forgot how to talk to people."

You're both aware of the risk you took admitting that, to tell a stranger you're completely and utterly alone in this city, that there's no one waiting for you to return.

Jason has the overwhelming urge to make your risk worth it. He can't explain it, but he chalks it up to some form of loneliness.

So, he smiles at you, easy-going and every inch the charming grin that used to win over the old ladies at charity galas, "I haven't been around people in a while either. Maybe we can figure it out together?"

His heart stutters when you smile back, so clearly relieved. "I'd like that," You admit and holster your gun.

The two of you carefully pick through the store, and an uncertain but steady partnership forms between the two of you.

It takes some time, but he learns which shots you can make and which you can't. You learn which knee hurts him when he jumps over chain wire fences. You both learn to cover each other's blind spots, to trust each other to make decisions.

You haven't quite learned that zombies just don't seem to detect him, and he hasn't found a good way to bring it up, to explain that, 'Hey, I was dead and apparently I qualify as one of them. But don't worry! I won't eat you!'

Yeah, Jason figures you wouldn't be too comfortable with him sleeping near you if he said it like that.

He doesn't really get the chance to explain until he has to use his uncanny ability to blend in with rotting corpses to save your life.

It was supposed to be a normal supply run. Pick over what's left of a pharmacy and get out. Cut and dry. Something you've both done more times than you can count. Until it goes wrong.

He'd cleared the area, he'd been so careful, you both were. But you hadn't been lucky. It was no one's fault, when you open a cabinet and a skittish raccoon jumps out at you, sending you falling back.

The animal knocks over cans and boxes as it frantically scampers to get away. It's loud. Too loud.

The two of you froze, when the sounds of shuffling feet start to make their way to the door. Jason weighs his options, and the piece of his heart that had become undeniably yours won quickly.

He grabs your arm and hauls you to your feet. "C'mon," he mutters, dragging you towards a supply closet.

"We need to run," You say quickly, tugging at your arm and trying to push him towards the exit.

"We won't make it," he says firmly and shoves you into the tiny space. He follows you in and pulls the door shut. The door doesn't lock, and he reaches around you to grab an extension cable off a shelf.

"Jason," You half hiss, eyes wide as the groans start to get louder.

He shushes you, heart racing as he ties one end of the extension cord to the door knob, and the other to the metal poles of the shelf.

It's a start, but it wouldn't stop anything from breaking down the door. "Sorry," Jason mumbles. He returns your confused look with an apologetic one, and immediately crowds you against the wall.

He grabs the back of your neck to press your face to his chest. His other hand grabs at your hip, almost desperate. Jason realizes he hasn't been afraid in a long time.

He buries his face in your hair and silently wills you to understand. If he can keep them from getting your scent, hearing you, you'll be safe. He can protect you, he just needs you to stay like this, hidden and sheltered against the dirty wall of the closet.

He knows you can't begin to guess why he's doing this, but you don't make a sound. Your fingers curl into his jacket as the zombies shuffle around the pharmacy. Grunts fill the air as they pass by the door, and Jason feels you stiffen against him.

It's instinctual, when his thumb starts to rub back and forth across your hip. He wants to help, wants you to feel calm and safe even as the smell of death fills the air.

He's surprised when you do relax against him, tucking your face further into his chest. He's not sure how long you stay like that. His thumb never stills, and eventually, the sounds of undead fade, and he's left with just you.

Jason lets himself linger for a moment, savoring your closeness, before slowly untangling himself from you. "You're okay," he says softly, he means for it to be a question, but it comes out as a fact, a complete certainty that you are okay.

You look up at him, eyes wide, "How are we even alive? I've never seen– they've never just ignored people before."

He winces, "I'll– Let me explain. Please. Just not here." He deflates a little at the uncertainty that flashes across your face, but you nod and follow him back to the rooftop that's become his and your base.

He tries to explain, really, does his best to talk about the Pit, who he was, what he used to do. You never interrupt, you listen to every word he says as he lights a fire, methodically making food over the open flame.

You don't say anything as he admits the undead have never been interested in him, but you do let him sit next to you to eat.

He runs out of things to say, as the sun sets over a desolate Gotham. Jason thinks you're going to leave. Or ask him to leave. But you don't. You lean your head against his shoulder, and all the air leaves his lungs.

"I'm glad you're here, Jason," You tell him. And for the first time in a long time, Jason is too.

"I'm glad you're here, too," he echoes, and he hesitantly lowers his head to rest against yours. He breathes a sigh of relief when you don't move, only relax into his side.

Jason closes his eyes to bask in the moment, in being with you, and swears there's not a thing he wouldn't do to keep you like this. To keep you with him, to keep you happy, to keep you alive.

He thinks it might be the reason he's still breathing.

[rimunagenius]

So Bad

ʚ pairing: Kate Martin x Roommate!reader

ʚ word count: 2.5k

ʚ warning: RPF!! , slight angst?, fluff, sexual tension, two idiots inlove trope

ʚ rimunagenius speaks: sorry this took too long to put out guys…i’ve been trying to write but it’s been so stressful since i broke my foot. i missed a whole week of school so i was trying to catch up and do homework, while doing the current assignment, while doing college classes, and trying to write…it’s been ROUGH. anyways…hope you like this!! it’s a little short but the next part is gonna be long !! just a heads up

Part 5

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The plane ride to Albany was a little tense. You wanted to go in support of the team because this was a game on neutral ground. You guys had made it to the elite eight and that was something you all wanted but had to fight like hell to get. You were only an assistant trainer, theoretically, you didn't have to be here, but you wanted to be here for Kate and the girls. Your best friends. The girls managed to make sweet sixteen and won, and now it was time for the elite eight. 

You and Kate haven't talked about the night in your living room. You guys just seemed to pick back up where it was to begin with. Jada thought it was great but was also concerned about the will of self-control you two had to have. 

Caitlin eventually found out, pressing Kate about why she had been a ray of sunshine for the last month. She had become the biggest shipper and supporter of you both. Her, Jada, and now Gabbie had known and it felt okay. No hard feelings or bitterness. 

"What room are you staying in tonight?" Kate whispered as she tried to put her face in the small gap between your seat and the side of the plane, you both having window seats in stacked rows. 

"Uh, might have to delete this from the vlog, Kate." You give her a small pointed look as you turn your body, pointing to the small camera you had been using to record a vlog for an Athletic Trainers day in the life. 

"Oh shit, I'm sorry." Kate laughed, knowing how that might have sounded. 

"No, it's fine. But I'm technically under staff, not a student, so I'm staying on the same floor as Lisa, the assistant coaches, and other staff. Why?" She had a small frown after she realized you guys weren't on the same floor tonight. 

"Because I want to sleep close to you."  You were quite confused as she had never had this issue before. It was okay on past travel games because she had Caitlin or Jada, but she was sort of attached to your hip since that night, but you didn't think it was going to be a problem. 

You looked around, seeing AJ and Molly asleep right next to you, before looking back into the crack between your seats. "Isn't that against the whole, not starting a relationship thing, Kate?" You gave her a soft smile, finding it cute and endearing that she wanted to be close to you. 

"I never said we had to share the same bed, I just said I wanted to be close to you. You know, like the apartment?" Your guys' rooms were right next to each other's in the apartment back home. 

"I promise you'll be okay Kate. You can call me in the morning and I'll go to your room to get ready if you want me to?” You suggested, turning your camera completely off after you stopped recording. You set it down inside the bag at your feet before sliding on your headphones. 

You had Chappel Roan playing, the irony in the song that was blasting through your beats, ‘Good Luck Babe!’, and your arm resting on the armrest where you had previously had your face talking to Kate when you felt a hand tap your forearm. You lifted your head from resting on your fist and looked down. Her hand extended palm to you. You frowned softly, appreciating the small acts of affection Kate was always willing to give you. 

You got up on your knees, and looked over the seat, spotting Kate's head resting against the back of your seat, looking down on her phone, sacrificing better posture just to simply be close with you. You sat back down normally, sparing your exposure to spying on Kate, and placed your hand in hers. You two interlocked your fingers and held hands. 

You both knew this wasn't out of the ordinary. But something felt so different about it this time. Knowing the connection you two share and the love you two have for one another is something that hangs a thick fog of tension and uncertainty about what to do with all the emotions. You took a picture of your hands, wanting to capture the small moments of intimacy. 

You truly loved this girl with your whole heart and you were so willing to give it all to her if she wanted it. 

A free day in Albany was granted before getting back to work the next day. So the staff, including you, and the team were free to explore together or separately. It was a lot of the girls' first time in New York so everyone wanted to go sightseeing. You had been looking for an outfit to wear, not much to throw together since you packed a lot of lounging clothes and your Hawkeye gear for the games, when there was a knock at your door. You assumed it was Jada having talked to her on the phone not that long ago talking about getting ready, letting her know what room you were in. "Coming, Jada!" You shouted from the edge of your bed, throwing your clothes back in your suitcase. 

"Not Jada." Kate smiled when you opened the door for her and let her in. You laughed and told her it was because you were also expecting Jada. 

"Kate, I cannot find an outfit." You looked too stressed for a small team exploration outing. You sighed as you proceeded to dig through the suitcase some more. 

"Relax, you'll find something. Let me see what you have." Kate walked over, standing impossibly close next to you while she helped neatly pick out clothes and placed them on the bed still neatly folded. She picked what seemed to be your black flare leggings and your all-black long-sleeve. "That's cute. What shoes did you bring?" 

You looked at her, jaw dropped. There was no way the most plain, midwestern masc, was dressing you in something cute. You pointed to the black and yellow dunks that the Iowa staff gifted you this season. "Okay, wear those shoes with your Iowa puffer vest? Basic but still you." Kate shrugged, mumbling a small 'I don't know though.' 

"I love it. Thank you, Kate." You smiled softly, disappearing into the bathroom. She nodded softly, before sitting down on the edge of the bed, placing some clothes back into your suitcase, before sipping on the water she had in her hands. Your phone pinged. 

Notification from Jada, texting she was on the way up to the room. "Jada's on her way," Kate said, pausing after seeing your lock screen. The picture of you and Kate holding hands. Her cheeks turned red, sudden butterflies in her belly and her palms growing clammy, it didn't help you came out of the bathroom, fully dressed. You looked so beautiful…she was in deep. 

"How do I look?" You asked, posing with hands on your hips. You saw how red her face was, and the way she just slowly dragged her eyes up your body. It made you shuffle of nervousness, suddenly so nervous under her gaze. 

"So gorgeous, sunshine." The nickname gave you butterflies, not having heard in a while. Not since before you confessed your feelings to her. Suddenly that name felt like you were carrying a new title to her. 

"You think? Looks like you know to dress after all." You teased, and she stood up before taking your hand and spinning you. 

"Oh, yup! This fit is so cute!" She needed to act normal, especially before Jada came in and noticed the tension between the two of you. It's like you both just wanted to hurry up time and get to the good part. You wanted each other so bad but you two made a deal. After the tourney, you could be together. You were almost there. 

You spun back around to face her, immediately wanting to kiss her. You two stood so close, your self-control wearing thin as you saw her eyes dart from each of your eyes, down to your lips, and doing it all over again. One hand of hers now ghosting your hip, wanting to pull you in closer. 

"We can't, remember?" You don't know why you said it. You should've let it happen. You could've but Kate said you two should wait, so you needed to say something. 

"Why not?" Her whisper sounded desperate. 

"Because you said so." 

"When do you ever listen to me anyways, gorgeous?" Her lips were so impossibly close to yours, you damn near almost fell to your knees. Her other hand found your waist, her slowly inching your chest against hers when a knock on the door was heard. 

She dropped her hands from you, your body already missing the feeling of her and the sensation she forced through your whole body. Catching your breath, you walked to the door and opened it for Jada who was accompanied by Gabbie and Caitlin. 

"You guys ready to sightsee!" Caitlin's enthusiasm through the roof as always, made you laugh as you walked away from the door to grab your shoes next to your bed. You didn't miss the way Kate watched you saunter through the room. Neither did everyone else. 

"Yes, I just need my shoes, and I'm good to go." You slid your shoes on, grabbed your purse, and ready to walk out the door. The three girls walked out, you following. You felt a hand grab yours, pulling you back slightly. 

In turn, a piece of hair fell into your face, Kate wasted no time in moving it back to the side of your face before handing you your phone and room key. "Left it charging, and this right next to it."

"Oh, thank you." You both were blushing. You two always seemed to be whenever you were around each other. Something about the other just made your body have a reaction, instantly feeling warm and welcomed in the other's presence. You two truly couldn't describe it, but you both knew it was real. 

You five spent the whole day walking into local coffee shops, and boutiques and just enjoying the scenery that Albany had to offer.  You guys ended the night in front of billboards of Caitlin, taking pictures of her and her success and the impact she's had on the game. You all took pictures of each other and with each other. One of your favorites was you on Caitlin's back, kissing her cheek, while she did her signature hands out in front of her billboard where she's shooting her record-breaking logo three. 

You guys even got strangers to take pictures of all of you lined up with each other. You guys were having so much fun. Missing days where basketball wasn’t the main focus for once.

"Hey, we're going to go to that place real fast, Gabbie wants lemonade and I want a soda." Jada told you before she and Gabbie walked off. You looked to check on Caitlin, who was taking pictures with fans, making sure she was alright. Some fans were acting crazy earlier that day.

You and Kate kept pointing at places you could see from where you were standing. "Oh my god, are you Kate Martin?" A girl walked up to Kate, she couldn't have been older than twelve and she looked so amazed at the six-foot blonde next to you. 

"Yeah! What's your name?" Kate was beaming, she loved kids. There weren't many in her family aside from little cousins but she didn't see them often, just Carson, but he wasn't old enough to talk yet.

"I'm Audrey. But I'm a huge fan. Everyone likes Caitlin, and I do too, but I think you're pretty cool too." Audrey was nervous. 

"Oh, my. Thank you, so much! I bet you're pretty cool, too." Kate bent down, trying her best to stay at eye level for the girl so she didn't have to look up.  

Two adults approached you guys, who you assumed to be Audrey's parents, and smiled as their daughter beamed at meeting her favorite player. "Sorry, she spotted you and took off. I hope she's not bothering you, guys." The parents apologized, not wanting their daughter to invade your guy's space, especially Kate's.

"No, not at all! She's so sweet." You said, smiling at the girl. 

"Can I get a picture?" Audrey asked. 

'Of course you can!" Kate was excited that people noticed her too. She’s used to be in the shadow of Caitlin, and she was happy there. But to know that people loved her as much as you and the team did was another level of belonging she loved to feel. The parents pulled out their phones and took a picture of their daughter. A smile on all of your faces. 

"I can take a picture of all of you if you want it?" You offered, wanting the parents to have the memory like their daughter, and the evidence to go with it. They thanked you as you took a picture of the family with Kate. 

You could tell this was a good experience for Kate. You loved to see her being recognized for the skills she also brings to Iowa women's basketball. It was cool to see it outside of Iowa too. Kate and the girl said goodbye, but not before signing the girl's white Converse. She wasn't going to leave without it. I wouldn’t either fr…

That's when Caitlin came back, sighing after all the photo ops she just partook in. "Cait, I know you're tired but lets get a pic with us three?" You asked softly, a warm smile hoping to convince the girl. 

"Oh my god. Let me take a picture of you guys. I can't be in another picture…if I am I don't know if I can do it without wanting to smash my own head with the phone." You laughed out loud, Kate hunched over laughing next to you. Your cheeks are now red, from the breeze and the laughter, Kate with her beautiful wide smile you adored, smiled for the picture. Caitlin said something else behind the camera, you didn't catch it but the look on her face made you giggle, so you turned your head when she took the picture. 

"Aw, man! Take another one, I moved." You pouted before moving closer to Kate's side, smiling wide. After the pictures were taken, you looked at them while you three waited for Jada and Gabbie to get back so you could start heading to the hotel. You scrolled to the first one, butterflies in your stomach when you saw your head tucked in close to Kate, her smiling big into the camera. It was so cute, you didn't have the heart to trash it, the next one was normal, and the last one was you smiling at the camera and Kate looking down at you. 

This was definitely your new favorite picture. You sent the pictures to her, listening to her phone ding as they came through. A soft smile on her face as she looked at them. You sent her the last one, with a small text. 

sunshine ☀️💕

"You look like you're in love with me, Martin." 

bear <3

"Kinda hard not to be." 

Neither of you couldn't stop smiling the rest of the night.

[lesvii]

Wanted pt. 2

Chapter 1:

Sorry for the wait, I've haven't been active lately but i will try to keep it up, I'm not sure if I'll leave this story here? Or made a extra part. This is just Smut. 🌶️

English is not my first language so please correct me if something's wrong🫶

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The taller woman raised an eyebrow as she smirked at me.

´´Well you're an obedient girl, i'll give you that…´´

I look at the woman again from the reflection in front of me, I'm sure I gave her my most terrified look because she sighed.

``Calm down girl, i don't bite… unless you provoke me to.´´ The woman whisper into my ear, as she slowly losses the grip on me and takes her hand off my mouth, i quickly turn to face her as i take a few steps back and hit the kitchen counter, i supported myself with my hands on the counter, as i tried to get my breathing steady, my chest falling up and down. I finally have the courage to speak.

``W-Who are you? What are you doing in my house–´´ I got cut off by the woman interrupting me.

As the woman drifts slowly towards the other side of the kitchen counter as she leaned to it looking at me, the moon shining through the window hitting her face, made me realize something… something that made my skin crawl, she looked way to much like Valeria as Valeria Garza or el sin nombre, a cold shiver hit my spine as i shake the thought of.

``I think you already know that dont you?´´ Valeria smirks, as she walks towards me and leans close to my face.

´´So pretty girl… are you all bark no bite? I heard you on your little chat...´´ Valeria whispered into my ear, as she grabbed my waist, her cold hand made me shiver through my night clothes, a black silky tank top and some cream comfy pants. My eyes widened at what she said, suddenly I felt my face hot and a faint tint of pink appear on my cheeks.

´´I-Im…not sure what you're talking about– you should go, i don't want any trouble.´´ I said to Valeria as i look up at her but quickly took my gaze off her, her gaze on me was way to powerful, to determined on what she was doing. She grins once again as she grips my chin to force me to look at her, she makes a clicking sound with her tongue as she shakes her head.

´´No chula, i'm not going anywhere.¨ Valeria said as her grip on me tightened, she looked me up and down as she chuckled. Whatever was going in her mind I wasn't staying to find out, but her other hand gripping my waist pressing me on the counter prevented me from moving.

``How about we make a deal? Huh?.´´ Valeria said, I chuckled nervously.

´´I don't think making a deal with El Sin Nombre worked for your dead enemies, didn't it?.´´ I said.

´´Smart girl..´´ Valeria said with a cocky grin.

´`in this case is not essentially cartel business, so i can guarantee you're not dying…´´ Valeria said with her predatory gaze on me, i gulped.

´´I don't think i have an option´´ I said nervously, valeria smiled at me as she loses the grip on me and took a step back, but close enough still to feel her hot breathing.

´´Im staying long enough until my men can escort me out safely…´´Valeria said

´´And what do I get in return?´´ I said, Valeria grins as the way she looks at me changes, her hand rested in my cheek, she brushes off the hair on my face, she leans to me.

``Lets say ill fuck you, but not in your sleep so you can remeber it´´ Valeria boldly said to my face, well now i know she listen to my whole chat on the phone, oh my god, i mean it wasnt that bad, isnt it?.

Nothing bad was turning out of this, I let her stay for a day or two and I got the special treatment, not that I was needy about it but its been months since I actually slept with someone, 3 years since my last relationship, and small situationships i've had through the month but nothing serious.

I blushed at how bold Valeria was being.

``I– theres no need for that, and please forget everything i said in that call´´i said embarrassed, i tired to get away from valeria walking away but she grab my arm.

´´Not so fast, gatita´´ Valeria said, that made me shiver, which she noticed.

Valeria leaned into me gazing at my body until she stopped at my face and kissed me, deeply and rough. I kissed her back, as she grabbed me by the waist and pushed me into the wall, i gasp but she didn't seem to care as she kept kissing me, this time she bit my bottom lip, forcing me to open my lips as she introduced her tongue in me, i melted into her touch rough but steady, my hands rested in her shoulders keeping her closer to me, she came down to the crook of my neck as i felt her sloppy wet kisses as she whispers.

´´We should take this somewhere comfortable don't you think, chula?´´ Valeria whispered into my ear, as I shamelessly nodded, I couldn't speak. I led her upstairs as I opened the door to my room, a queen size bed with white fluffy sheets, a big window in the balcony where you could see the huge moon from inside, dim lights in the room, a faint scent of Vanilla from a candle I had lit up a few hours ago.

As soon as i closed the bedroom door Valeria grabbed me from behind as she turn me to her and kissed me again, she grabbed me by the waist and laid me into the bed, she was on top on me, her hands wondering on my body, for a split second i thought, what the fuck i was doing, but the thought quickly went away as i felt valeria hand underneath my tank top grabbing my breast, i whimpered, but quickly shut myself up putting a hand over my mouth. Valeria looked at me and leaned into my ear.

´´I wanna hear you… don't cover yourself up´´.

Valeria's lips met yours eagerly, and she grabbed you and held you firmly against her.

Her mouth moved with yours as her hands roamed across your abdomen, her fingers digging into your flesh.

"You are even more lovely than I imagined" She whispered "I can't wait to explore every corner of that body of yours"

She bit your lip softly and her mouth went down to your neck, letting her tongue explore you while she kept kissing your neck.

Valeria took both of your hands and pinned them down above your head, with her other hand she quickly took your tank top off, as she carefully touched your bare skin, tracing patterns in your abdomen, she made a trail of wet kisses from your chest to your lower abdomen just where your pants where, as she breath in, and looked at you from below, asking for permission, as you nodded at her

Valeria grinned, taking the hint. She slid her fingers along the waistband of your pants, tugging gently as she moved them down to pool at your ankles. With a smirk on her face, Valeria leaned down and took off your pants, exposing you completely. She ran her fingers along your thighs, tracing patterns on your skin as she looked up at you with a predatory smile.

"Now then," she purred, as you shyly looked away from valeria she had this predatory gaze on your body, as she grips your chin forcing you to look up at her.

“look at me, Chula” she whisper.

“Mmm, that's better," Valeria whispered, her gaze raking over your exposed body with hunger. She leaned in closer, her warm breath caressing your skin as she trailed her fingers down to your chest.

"You're so beautiful," valeria said.

as Valeria’s hand slowly trail down from your abdomen into your inner right, her hand massage your skin, as her finger crawls into your sensitive spot between your legs.

"Mmm..." Valeria moaned as she felt your body respond to her touch.

Her finger slowly traced the outline of your entrance, teasing and exploring you in a way that made you shiver in anticipation. "You’re so wet for me already.. perra"

Valeria watched carefully as her finger sank into you, her lips curling into a wicked grin when she saw the way you whimpered and writhed beneath her. She was in control of every sensation coursing through your body, and she took great pleasure in it. As you whimper into her touch, you grab from the bed sheets as hard as you can, the burning sensation hits for a moment until you adjust into valeria thrust into you. Feeling your body adjust to her intrusion, Valeria pushed deeper, her fingers finding your g-spot effortlessly. She began to thrust in and out, her other hand moving to caress your clit gently.

“hmm—v-valeria” you moan as she thrusted deeper into you, the ecstasy of the moment got the best out of you, as valeria caressed your clit with her thumb.

Valeria groaned softly, taking in the sound of your voice as she thrust deeper into you. The wet sloppy sound taking over the room. Her hand moved from your clit to pinch your nipple and twist it playfully, sending shivers down your spine.

“Oh yes, Chula," Valeria whispered, her voice hoarse with desire.

"Give in to it. Let me take you where you've never been before." With each thrust of her finger, she increased the pressure, pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

"That's it, baby," Valeria purred, her hips grinding against your leg as she took control of the situation. Her thrusts became faster and more intense, driving you to the brink of climax with each passing moment. "Cum for me, Chula,".

As for each trust this warm feeling between your legs kept getting bigger, as you grip into valeria shoulders and whimper her name, as you cum.

“V—Valeria" was all you could manage to say as you felt yourself spasm around her finger. Your body shuddered with pleasure, and Valeria could feel the warmth of your cum seeping onto her hand. She continued to thrust, drawing out every last drop of pleasure from you. Feeling our body tense and tremble beneath her, Valeria smiled in satisfaction as she watched you climax. Your walls clenching tightly around her finger, signaling your release.

Your breathing still agitated, your eyes shut but you hit your climax, as Valeria's finger retreats from your insides, she licks her fingers clean and lays tired beside you as you both try to get your breathing back to normal.

“There you go, Chula," Valeria said softly, her voice a gentle whisper against your ear. She leaned over to kiss your forehead tenderly before lying down beside you, her breathing slowly returning to normal as well.

[shambledbylaw]

Fire Fists First Love

Imagine: Fire Fist Ace and Reader fall in love but don't realize it till they are running in a field of Dandelions on an Island the Whitebeard Pirates are getting supplies at. (Fluff) Listen to: Dandelions by Ruth B

Being apart of the Whitebeard Pirates you've felt so loved, you feel so much love for your captain and crew. There's one man you love more than anything. "Ace." you think to yourself while you watch him laughing with Marco and the rest of the crew. You just got to an island with beautiful views and fields of dandelions, waiting for your captain to give you each a supply to look for. While waiting you caught Ace staring at you, smiling while Marco says something to him out the corner of your eye.

Ace's POV

"You know you two keep staring at each other every day, all day, right?" Marco asked Ace who was staring at you, while waiting for pops to tell everyone what supplies we need and who to get which supply. "What? ... What are you talking about we're just friends." Ace said as he put his hand on his neck, feeling a little flustered. Marco rolled his eyes and put his hand on Ace's shoulder, turning him to look at him as he sarcastically said, "Sure and I can swim." "You and (Y/n) are more than just friends, you just need to tell each other." Ace looked at Marco confused "How do I tell my best friend and crewmate I love her?", "What if she doesn't feel the same and I ruin our friendship?" Marco scoffed "Please, it's so obvious you two are in love, that the whole crew, even pops is rooting for you both." Ace's eyes about jumped out of his head when he looked at Marco, clear shock written all over his face. "I wasn't that obvious of my feelings, was I?" he thought to himself. Marco knew exactly what Ace was thinking. "You two are obviously in love, everyone but yourselves can see that.", "Why don't you ask (Y/n) to go to the dandelion field together and I'll tell pops where you two will be so you both aren't interrupted." he smiled at Ace, placing his hands on his shoulders. Before Ace could object or try to talk his way out of it, Marco pushed Ace into the back of you and ran to tell pops the news.

Back to your POV

You stumbled forward when someone or something hit your back, you turned around only to be met with Ace's face close to yours. You blushed and smiled at Ace as he backed away a little blushing. "S....Sorry (Y/n) um.... would you like to go to the dandelion fields with me?" he asked a little nervous. His heart was in his stomach, waiting to be rejected or laughed at, but the huge smile that broke out on your face made him calm down. "I'd love to Hot Head." you exclaimed while laughing at his nickname you gave him. You and Ace headed to the dandelion fields, when you both got there, you smacked him playfully on the arm. "Catch me if you can!" you yelled as you took off in a full sprint into the dandelions as Ace smiled big sprinting after you. Both of you running and laughing till Ace caught you, tripping, you both fell into the dandelions breathing heavy as you both stared up at the sky and the clouds; not worrying about the world outside of this moment. Ace sat up next to you, looking at you sincerely "(Y/N) can I ask you something?" You sat up, putting your hand on his shoulder. "Of course, Ace, we come to each other about any and everything." he nodded his head, swallowing hard. "(Y/n), I.... I'm not sure if I'm saying this right or if you feel the same but I love you, I love how you make me feel. I want to be with you, protect you, fight side by side with you and annoy you for as long as I can, for as long as you'll want me. Will you be not only my best friend but my girlfriend?" As he said the last sentence, he looked at you with eyes full of love and a huge smile on his handsome freckled face. A small gasp escaped your lips as you never thought your best friend would feel the same way. You blinked twice quickly realizing you haven't said anything, but instead just staring at him shocked. A huge smile appeared on your face as you brought your right hand to lay on his cheek. "Ace, I love you too. I would love to be your girl; you are the best thing that's ever happened to me." Ace placed his hand over yours on his cheek, as he whispered, "You've made me so happy babygirl." kissing you on the lips, as you blushed at the cute name. You and Ace sat in the field with his head on your lap, while you ran your fingers through his hair.

You walked hand in hand with Ace back to the ship, stealing glances and kisses the whole way with him placing his hat on your head. Once back to the ship Pops, Marco, and the rest of the crew wanted to celebrate your new relationship with food and sake. You smiled as Marco patted Ace on the back and pops laughed before they downed their drinks. "I'm so lucky to have all these wonderful people in my life." You thought with tears in your eyes. Ace noticed when he looked at you and rushed to your side. "Baby, are you okay? What's wrong my love?" he asked concerned. You laughed a little as you looked at him "Nothing baby I'm just so happy, I love you." "I love you too beautiful." he smiled while pulling you in for a kiss, wrapping his arms around your waist as everyone cheered and knocking their glasses of sake together. Toasting the new couple!

Author's Note: I apologize if this isn't too good it's my first time writing an anime fic/imagine and I haven't written in a long time.

[nicoline1998enilocin]

Reunited

PAIRING | Sebastian Stan x Best Friend!Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 1.7K

SUMMARY | You were temporarily back in New York to be there for your sister, when you suddenly run into your long time best friend Sebastian. The two of you catch up about everything you missed over the last few years, and it is like you never left.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Mention of the loss of a partner, a breakup over the phone.

Likes and reblogs will be very much appreciated 💜

Main Masterlist | Sebastian Stan Masterlist

You were getting ready to go for a walk through Central Park to clear your head a little bit. You've been working from home for the last few months and even though you love your job, it was getting a bit much sometimes. Not too long ago you moved back to New York to be closer to your sister, who was going through a tough time after losing her husband and you were living with her for now to make it easier on her. Because your house and job were in Phoenix, Arizona, you were working from home and you're thankful you could otherwise you wouldn't be able to be there for your sister, especially when she needed you the most. ''I'm going for a walk through Central Park, are you sure you don't want to come?'' you ask her again, and she shakes her head no. ''Just wanna sleep,'' she croaks out.

It hurt to see your sister like this, losing her husband took a very heavy toll on her. ''Alright love, if you need me I'm just a phone call away,'' you say before brushing some hair out of her face and kissing her on the forehead. You tucked in her blanket and went into the bedroom to change, it was too cold to walk outside in shorts and a t-shirt, so you went for a casual fall outfit, perfect for your walk around the park. You grabbed your phone, keys, and purse before saying goodbye to your sister and softly closing the door behind you. The walk to the subway was short, since you only lived 2 blocks away from the station, and you took the train going to Central Park. As usual, there were some weird people on the Subway, but being from New York, you were honestly used to it by now.

When you arrive, you get off the subway and quickly walk up the steps, wanting to see the beautiful fall covers that you love. This was honestly your favorite time of the year, and you would never get enough of it. You let out a content sigh and slowly start walking through the park before finding a small restaurant that sells hot chocolate. ''Hi, can I have one hot chocolate with marshmallows?'' you order and when you pay for it, you leave a generous tip. Based on the look on the woman's face, you made her day. You continued walking until you found an empty bench where you sat down to do your favorite activity here, people-watching.

After about 45 minutes, you suddenly received a phone call which quickly brought you back to reality. You were afraid it was your sister at first, but when you saw the caller ID, you picked up with a smile. ''Hi babe, how are you?'' you said when you answered the call, seeing that it was your boyfriend who called. ''Hey, I'm sorry I have to do it like this, but I haven't seen you in so long and I can't wait any longer. I'm sorry Y/N but I can't do this anymore, I'm breaking up with you. I met someone else and we're getting pretty serious,'' he said, not a single ounce of regret sounding through his voice. ''Oh...'' is all you could say before the realization set in and tears were forming in your eyes. ''I will bring your stuff to your apartment and leave my key there too,'' is the last thing he said, and you couldn't even react before he hung up.

The phone fell from your hands and onto the ground, the screen shattered but you didn't care about that, all you could think about was the fact that your boyfriend of 7 years just broke up with you over the phone. He didn't even have the decency to do it to your face, which is what broke your heart the most. You were losing the battle of holding back your tears, and with a loud sob, you completely broke. People were looking your way but no one came to check on you, not that you'd want them to. The crying didn't slow down for a good 20 minutes, and when it did, you finally looked at your phone, realizing it was damaged beyond repair. ''Shit...'' you whispered when you picked it up. Your phone was due for an upgrade by now, you had this one for nearly 5 years, but it still sucked it had to be like this.

When you went to grab your stuff and get up, you suddenly heard someone call out your name. ''Y/N!'' the voice said, but you didn't pay it much attention, there were probably multiple people with the same name there right now. They walked closer and tried again, ''Y/N, please wait up!'' and when you recognized the voice, your heart broke even more. It was Sebastian, your best friend who you haven't seen in nearly 5 years now. You turn around and when he sees your face, his smile suddenly drops. ''Doll, are you okay?'' he asks and he grabs you into a tight hug, and you start crying all over again. ''S-Seb, I'm s-sorry...'' you start, but he's shushing you and trying to get you to calm down a little bit before you continue.

Your arms wrap around his waist and your head is lying on his shoulder, letting all the emotions come out all at once, everything you've been holding in for so long. The breakup, the temporary move to New York, the loss of your brother-in-law, everything came out when you saw him. And he didn't mind, he would always be there for you no matter what. ''It's okay, doll, I'm here with you. Everything is okay now,'' he said in your hair, giving you soft kisses to calm you down. Once you had calmed down a bit you let go of him and he put his hands softly on the sides of your face, looking into your eyes. Those eyes he hadn't looked into for almost 5 years. The eyes belong to his best friend, the woman he loved more than anything in this world. ''What's wrong? Do you want to talk about it?'' he asks, and you agree.

The two of you decide to go to a coffee shop nearby where you can sit down and warm up a little bit. ''So, how's life been treating you?'' he asks you, holding your hand to ground you a little bit. ''Like absolute shit, to be honest,'' you say with a chuckle. ''You?'' ''Well, it's okay. I just got done filming and I won't have another filming job for a few months, so that's nice, but my ex-girlfriend recently broke up with me, and that is still a very fresh wound. Especially in the spotlight,'' he sighs, thinking back to the moment his ex-girlfriend called it quits after 3 years together, she couldn't get over the relationship the two of you shared. You texted and called often, but since you were both on different schedules all the time, you never saw each other.

''Well, I know the feeling. Just before you found me, my ex-boyfriend broke up with me - over the phone no less,'' you said, tears welling up in your eyes again. ''Jesus Christ, what a sick bastard...'' Sebastian cursed softly, and you couldn't agree more. The waitress brought both your coffees and you thanked her politely before she left to help other customers. ''And if that isn't bad enough, Lily lost her husband 6 months ago in a car accident, and she's not the same since then. It is really taking a toll on her, so I temporarily live with her now,'' you explain. You can see the heartbreak on Sebastian's face. ''I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier, but it didn't feel like something to tell you over the phone or text...'' you said softly. ''That's not what bothers me, doll, what's bothering me is the fact that he's gone, he was such an amazing guy...'' he said, thinking back to him, he had met your brother-in-law a handful of times, and they always got along well.

''Yeah, Lily isn't taking it well either, which is completely understandable of course. So I temporarily live back in New York now, instead of Phoenix. I have to say that I had to get used to the different weather here,'' you say, followed by a soft laugh. Sebastian smiled at you when you said that, making your cheeks burn up a little bit. You move your eyesight somewhere else instead of looking at Sebastian, so he won't see you blush, suddenly your coffee seems very interesting. ''Oh yeah, somehow it slipped my mind that you live there now,'' he said. ''I should come visit you sometime,'' he said, and you agreed.

The both of you talked for another hour and a half about everything and nothing at the same time when your phone suddenly rang. You completely forgot about it and when you pulled it out of your pocket you saw the cracked screen again. ''Shit, I don't think I can use this anymore...'' you said and Sebastian offered his. ''Wanna use mine to call them back?'' he asked and you agreed. It was your sister who called and when she picked up she was surprised it was Sebastian. ''Sebastian? Are you okay?'' she asked. ''Love, it's me. My phone is broken so I'm using Sebastian's for now. Is something going on?'' you asked, worry laced thick throughout your voice.

''I'm okay, but I'm feeling lonely so I was wondering when you'd come home, but if you're with Sebastian it's okay if you stay out some more,'' she said with a little chuckle, she knows how much you missed him. ''How about I take him with me to your apartment? That way we can all catch up together,'' you offered and she agreed. ''See you soon love,'' you said before hanging up and handing the phone back to Sebastian. ''Can we just make a stop before heading home? I think it might be smart to get a new phone...'' you said with a sheepish grin on your face, and Sebastian couldn't help but laugh and agree. He went to pay for the coffee and you went on your way to get a new phone and to your sister's apartment.

At this moment, everything felt right again. You were reunited with your best friend, you were back in your hometown of New York, and you finally had a new phone. Life felt pretty freaking good right now, and you wouldn't change a single thing.

[kassiekole22]

Breakfast For Two, Mainly For One

Picture lightly edited by me.

Pairing: Chris x Ashley Description: Chris wakes up early to cook Ashley breakfast. The only problem: he has never actually cooked before... Warnings: This Is Probably One Of The Sweetest Fics I Have Ever Written So Be Warned: This Contains A Deadly Amount Of Fluff. Word Count: 1.2k A/N: I haven't written a non-x reader fic in FOREVER! Like, the last one I ever written was for Jalim and I can't even remember the last time I wrote for that ship. This was completely a spur of the moment thing but writing it made me so happy, so there will definitely be more Chrashley content coming from me in the future. 💖 (Also, I've begun using a grammar and punctuation checker to make sure I'm writing correctly, but I don't know if it's a legit site, so if there are any mistakes, please let me know. 🙂) Main MasterList: 🖤 TagList: @lorebite, @yellowroses-world, @house-of-kolchek, @koexchange, @yesitsloulou, @mistmoose, @jasonexo, @mornandil, @fortune-fool02, and @raven-the-cryptid. (If you want to be added to the taglist, let me know in the comments! 🖤)

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Chris's eyes slowly began to open, but he quickly closed them again as a yawn escaped through his lips. The room was lit with an orange hue due to the early morning sun peaking through the half-drawn curtains. He turned his head to read the alarm clock — that had been shut off since it was the weekend — but everything was blurry. He reached to the bedside table to retrieve his glasses and put them on to read that it was 8 am. He looked down at the lovely little redhead in his arms — the love of his life — curled up at his side and still fast asleep.

He watched her for a few minutes, taking in all the details of her face and took note of how her pretty eyelashes would flicker every now and then as she dreamed. Remembering what he had planned for the day, Chris carefully wiggled out of Ashley's grasp and snuck out of the bedroom, carefully closing the door behind him before heading to the kitchen.

Knowing that Ashley was a fairly sound sleeper, Chris knew that he didn't have to worry about noise once he got to the kitchen. He took a pan out of the drawer and set it on the stove before going to the fridge to retrieve the package of bacon he had bought the night before on his weekly grocery run. He laid a few strips on the pan before turning the burner on.

The bacon was tricky for him. He had only really made cereal for breakfast when he and Josh shared an apartment in their early twenties. And Ashley became the cook of the house when he had moved in with her after Josh had found a place of his own. But today he wanted to do something special for Ashley — something to show her how much he loved and appreciated her.

Once he had finished struggling through the bacon, he then went to the cupboard and took out some pancake mix before pulling up a screenshot on his phone of a pancake recipe that he found on some 'cooking for beginners' website.

He followed the recipe as carefully as he could, making sure to get everything as correct as possible — although that plan failed when he couldn't find the measuring cups. So, he decided to eyeball it if needed. Sure, the mix looked a bit too runny and lumpy by the time he was done, but he was sure it would be fine.

While he waited for the pancake to be ready to flip, he decided to set the table. He went to the closet and pulled out a table cloth that he had secretly bought the day prior and put it on the table — before setting two plates and some cutlery down for the two. He even put some yellow lilies — Ashley's favorite flower — in a vase for the centerpiece.

Everything was looking perfect. The next thing on the list was to finish the food— "Shit!" Chris cursed when he realized that he had left the pancake on the stove for way too long. He ran into the kitchen and quickly flipped the pancake over to see that it was black on the other side. He sighed while deciding that he would eat that one because to him, Ashley deserved better.

A few more burnt pancakes later and many failed air flips as well, resulting in pancake mix on the floor and the ceiling, Chris was finally done making pancakes and decided to make some eggs as well. Luckily for him, eggs were much easier than pancakes and didn't take long at all. He had just finished placing the food on the plates when Ashley stumbled into the kitchen while rubbing her eyes.

She removed her hands from her eyes and they widened at the sight before her. There stood Chirs — with a nervous smile on his face — waiting to see her reaction. Trying hard not to scrunch up her nose at the awful smell, Ashley smiled kindly at her new husband and walked over to press a sweet kiss on his cheek. She then hugged him tightly while burying her face in his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and rested his cheek on the top of her head.

"Thank you, Chris." She murmured — her voice being muffled by his chest. This made Chris's nervous smile turn into a genuinely happy one.

"You're welcome, Ash. You deserve it." He then chuckled at his words. "Actually — you deserve better. I'm sorry it's so bad. I'm no gourmet chef at all."

She giggled as she pulled away from him just enough to peer up at his blue eyes with her green ones. She didn't care if he burnt every single crumb, she was still grateful for his efforts. No man had ever treated her as kindly as Chris did.

"It's ok, Chris — Really. I'm sure some of it is edible." She joked and he laughed, wanting to smack his forehead with the palm of his hand because of his stupid mistakes. "Seriously—" She then looked at him with pure love in her eyes. "It means the world to me. Thank you, Chris."

She stood up on her toes to place a gentle kiss on his lips, which he returned while softly placing his hands on each side of her face to caress her cheeks and to keep the kiss lingering for a bit longer. Once they broke the kiss, Chris leaned down to rest his forehead against hers.

"So, shall we eat?" Ashely asked him — her voice barely above a whisper as her lips turned up into that little smile that he adored so much.

"Nah. That would be abuse if I made you eat that." He joked and she laughed. "How about cereal? Now I'm a master at that!"

"Oh, for sure! I don't think I have tried your famous Lucky Charms mixed with Fruit Loops and Frosted Flakes." She thought about it for a minute and then shook her head. "Nope. I haven't."

"Hmmm… Letting you try my famous Lucky Fruit Flakes? That's a big step in our relationship." He said in an overly serious tone as he parted from her and went to the cupboard to get two bowls while she began to clear the table. "Do you think we can handle that kind of commitment?"

She pretended to think about it for a moment while chewing on the inside of her cheek, "Hmmm, I don't know. We've been through a lot together but this is something else…"

"Guess there's only one way to find out," Chris said as he came back to the table holding the two bowls and all three cereal boxes, nearly dropping them all in the process. Ashley chuckled and took the bowls from him so he could set the cereal boxes down on the table.

"Hey, Chris." Ashley spoke softly and Chris turned to look at her with nothing but love and adoration for the girl within his blue eyes.

"Yeah, bean?" She tried not to chuckle at his little nickname for her. He had accidentally called her that on their second date when a memory of her dropping a bunch of coffee beans on the floor popped into his head and he had stuck with it ever since.

"I love you." She murmured as she wrapped her arms around him, taking in the warmth of his body as she held him close.

"I love you, too." He whispered back before wrapping his arms around her to complete the embrace while kissing the top of her head.

He had always known that he had loved Ashley but, at this moment, he knew that she was definitely the love of his life and nothing would ever change that.

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[maladaptive-jcb]

Chapter 7: I See You

Jamie x female!reader

(fluff, safe for under 18)

Click here for chapter 6 if you missed it

Summary: Reader is an independent artist who lives on her own in a small town and meets Jamie, a musician, in an art studio where their budding relationship formed through shared interests of different forms of art.

Warning: There will be talks about trauma and PTSD from sexual assault, domestic abuse and dissociative episodes throughout the story.

I haven't felt like visiting the beach in a very long time. I try to avoid any swimming activities mostly so I can hide my skin better. It doesn't matter what kind of swimsuit I'll wear, the vulnerability will always overwhelm me and somehow it makes me believe that people will stare right at me… at my scars. It's now looking right back at me on my mirror reflection. I haven't worn this two piece bikini in so long. I wore it so much when I was back home and spending so many summers with my family. I chose this today specifically to make me feel better. And maybe… Just, maybe, I can make better memories with Jamie with this.

Yet, as I'm running through my fingers on my scars, my mind still flashes back to a certain awful memory. That night…

Aaron didn't notice I was bleeding. He was too drunk to notice much. I had to cover the cuts with pieces of clothes I could find in my closet. He was so full of rage that he turned off the lights in our room and passed out right after all his drinking. While I was wincing from pain, I tried laying next to him silently. It was a sleepless night for me until morning came and I drove myself to the hospital. The doctors told me that they found tiny shards of glass in my wounds and it took them almost an hour to clean them up before the cuts were stitched.

Everything went by so fast that I didn't even have time to process it during the incident. It even took me a while to finally realize how wrong the situation was towards me. And I guess, what hurt the most wasn't the wound and glass shards. It was my broken trust and love I had for him. His love, or so I thought, dissipated. He never looked at me like he used to anymore. I was no longer enough for him.

I turn to look at the mirror again. My lips are quivering.

Ding!

I shake my thoughts away and shift my focus to my phone. It's Jamie. He says that he's 10 minutes away from my apartment.

I grab my light, breezy beach dress and quickly put it on over my bikini. I can't do this again. I'll have to be strong for Jamie this time. With one final big exhale and gulping my glass of water, I calm myself down.

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Jamie is wearing a slick back ponytail that highlights his cheekbones and jawlines even more than usual. His black form-fitting T-shirt with the sleeves rolled up a little bit flatters along with it. He has a really particular fashion sense and it's always working for him.

"Guess what I brought?" he asks excitedly.

I look at the backseat. "A basket?"

"A picnic basket, darling. Oh, and a blanket too so we can sit together," he raises his eyebrows in glee.

"Jamie, these are wonderful!"

"I hope you like bagels, blueberry muffins and juice boxes. I'm sorry, I… I haven't done grocery shopping yet," he scratches the back of his head.

"Stop, it's perfect! I wished you would have told me though I could have brought something!"

"You brought yourself. That's enough for me," he turns to wink at me.

After all these times, I still get flustered whenever he does that. I immediately turn my head the other way to the window. I hear him chuckling silently and then turning up the music that's playing on the radio. The music fills the air. It's nice. It's an R&B song I haven't heard before which is now followed by a low humming following the tunes. The melody of his voice captures my attention. I catch myself smiling as I silently listen to him, enjoying his sweet, sort of raspy voice that tugs my heart in ways that I haven't experienced before. I stare at him in admiration as he starts singing. He looks so serene.

"What?" He notices and smiles back.

"You were singing. It's… lovely. I love it," I smile at him.

"Really?" He almost looks surprised at my compliment. "Y/n, you're so sweet. Thank you."

"You're very talented. I'd really like to see you sing and play your music sometime."

"Actually, I'd really like to show you something that I've been working on. It's still a work in progress by the way so go easy on me."

"I'd love to hear it," my heart jumps at the thought.

He turns to me and asks again, "Would you like for me to continue singing?"

"Please."

Jamie sings throughout the ride and the sound of his tender vocals sent me into a deeper state of peace. My body sinks deeper into my seat and my eyelids suddenly feel a lot more relaxed than usual. I haven't felt this relaxed in so long.

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I feel a warm hand gently touching my face. Almost like trying to move my hair away from my face.

"Hey, y/n. We're almost here."

Shit.

I sit upright immediately. "Jamie, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to fall asleep!"

He laughs. "You're absolutely fine. Look!" He points to my right.

I turn to look and my gaze is met with the beautiful blue ocean that fills the horizon as we drive down the road. The sun is almost setting and the sky is painted with breathtaking colours of orange and blue as the sunlight glistens around the clouds.

"Wow," is all I could say.

"I know." He exclaims back. "I gotta tell you though the view of you sleeping is a thousand times better than this."

I gasp and turns towards him. He's holding his laughter. "Shut up, Jamie!", his arm is met with a smack from me.

"Alright little beast, not too hard. I'm driving here," he chuckles.

I adjust myself and straighten up before Jamie pulls over to park near the beach. We step out of the car together as Jamie holds the picnic basket. The breeze coming from the ocean feels cooler the closer we walk towards it. Jamie is now spreading his arms apart to feel the breeze and just taking it all in. I suddenly notice that my dress starts waving with the wind too. l sense a little panic when I remember what is hiding underneath.

"Let's lay our stuff out there," he points towards a spot with a tree over it. A little further from the shore but close enough to have a good view of everything. The sun is setting and it's such a beautiful view. It's been a while since I've seen a view like this up close. I've missed this.

I pull out my phone and hand it over to Jamie. "Take a picture of me with the view!"

"Alright, go stand over there!" He starts taking photos and gives me directions on how to pose. Jamie even tells me to jump as he counts to three. I start laughing and tell him that I got everything I need.

"Nope. One more!" He runs towards me, puts his arm around my shoulders and holds my phone up for a selfie. He sticks his tongue out and takes the picture.

"No! I wasn't ready!" I try to grab my phone from him but he quickly snatches his hand away. He just smiles and looks at the screen.

"God, you look beautiful," he says and hands me the phone. His clear blue eyes looking down at me in admiration.

"Oh shut up," I shove him playfully to hide the warmth in my cheek.

He just chuckles and finally hands me my phone.

"Well come on, let's sit," he nods his head towards our laid out blanket on the sand.

We both sit and he starts opening up the picnic basket. "Alright, miss. Would you like to see the specials on the menu today?" he says in an amusing manner.

"Aahh yes the blueberry muffin, sir," I say, committing to his bit.

We laugh while we eat and chat as the sun is setting. Jamie's muffins are delicious. Apparently he actually baked it the day before but couldn't finish it so he brought them for me. Of course he also bakes. I look at him, wondering what else has he not told me about?

Everything feels right. The view of the beach. The crashing waves. The warm sand in our toes. Seeing children playing around with the sound of their laughter in the distance. I feel so at peace for the first time in a long time.

"I knew you needed this," he says as if he just read my mind.

"Hmm?"

"The beach. There's… something about it. When you step into one it's like nature's telling you that you need to slow down in life too. The chaos in our minds… just goes away," he says as he stares at the ocean.

I put my head on his shoulder. "Thank you. For this."

He lifts his arm and put it over my shoulder. I just wish this moment lasts forever. Yes, the beach is breathtakingly amazing. The colours of the sky is like a real life painting. However, what makes the moment perfect is Jamie. Being right here with me.

We stare at the sun setting real low as we lean on each other. After a while, I feel his shoulder starts shifting and I look up at him.

He looks at me and asks, "Would you like to swim for a bit?"

My body freezes again. I want to say something but I just start stuttering in my words.

"Hey, hey. What's wrong? Are you okay?" I hear him say as I try to control the tightness in my chest.

I try to control my breathing as much as I can before saying something. Jamie immediately notices my shaky hand clutching on my waist.

"Hey, hey, hey. You're okay. You're okay. Listen to me. You're safe," he keeps repeating in my ears while he holds me.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry," is all I can say as I regain my breath control.

"Nothing is going to change the way I look at you. I promise," he calms me again in his low tone voice.

"I'm okay. I'm okay, I'm so sorry," are all the words that come out of me.

"No, don't you dare apologize for this. Look, we don't have to if you don't want to-"

"It's okay. I want to," I cut him off.

"Okay," he stands up and holds his hand out to take mine. I take his hand and pulls myself up.

"Can you… turn around first?" I ask him.

"Of course." He smiles and turns his back. I hear him taking off his shirt as I take mine off too. I take a deep breath for a minute to calm myself. Then, a tap on my shoulder.

"Are you ready?" He checks up on me.

I exhale. I look down to my waist and turn around slowly. I can't seem to find the courage to look up to his expression for the first time seeing me like this. I just can't and-

His fingers. I feel them on my chin.

Jamie lifts my face up to look at his. He beams like I have never seen him does before.

"You look fucking amazing," he smiles. Genuinely smiling.

"What?"

"You are smoking, y/n. That's what I'm saying."

I start laughing and then I feel the stream of tears falling down on my face. He then starts laughing with me as he gently wipes my tears away with his thumbs. I fall to his chest and feel his embrace. He likes me. I know that now.

"So you don't mind?" I ask.

"Nothing will ever change the way I see you."

Chapter 8 ______

Sorry I've been away from writing in a while but I'm finally back on my trip! I'm so glad I could continue this again and I hope you enjoy these really vulnerable moments in the chapter. I'm excited to continue again!

[lyutenw]

ACOD| Chapter VII

"I can't possibly stay in my room every day." Aria protested, her eyes fixated on Ellian getting dressed to leave, his fingers securing the buttons of his shirt quickly and accurately.

"And you want to do what?" Ellian shot her a cold stare, his hands midair. Aria shivered, her heart thumping inside her ears. 

"Go out, see the city..." She trailed off, her voice growing meeker.

"Is there something you don't like about the palace, little doe?" Ellian inched closer, not breaking eye contact with her.

"No, but I am still the queen." Her words were met with a sharp inhale, and she quickly continued. "At least in title. I cannot only stay inside, or the people will wonder why I haven't made a public appearance yet" Aria took a deep breath, afraid of what his answer would be. Ellian broke eye contact and put on his jacket, a rich blue color complementing his silver hair.

"Okay. Take the maids with you whenever you want." He shrugged and straightened the jacket and his shirt. His face was concentrated on something Aria couldn't see and in a split second he turned to her and kneeled before the bed, lifting her chin with his finger.

"Little doe, I'm being nice, don't make me regret it." His tone and demeanor screamed for her to avoid doing anything stupid and she slowly nodded.

"Curfew is at sundown," Ellian shouted as he exited the room, leaving behind a shaken Aria. She couldn't ever relax when he was with her, her palms would get sweaty, her ears would ring, and her heart would thump. He had instilled a fear so deep inside her, that her bones were chilled by his mere presence. And Aria wasn't afraid of many things.

Just the thought of what he could do to her was paralyzing. From the first night, and after that, she had been no human to him, but a thing to play with; a toy that he was desperately trying to break.

"He won't fucking break me." Aria murmured and got up from the bed and into action. She grabbed a light dress, a creamy velvet dress, that wasn't too uncomfortable to wear because the corset was not tight, and quickly put it on. She looked at herself in the mirror, she had spent the last few days in bed, mourning what could have been had Raven agreed to her plan, so she was rough-looking.

She had decided; her only choice was Raven, so she would do whatever she could to make him help her, if it all failed, then he would be the only one that could smuggle her out of Oceana's kingdom and to the village she longed for. A week had gone by from when she first met him. She was going to search for him, all throughout the city, and if she couldn't find him, then she would go out at night when Ellian would be away.

She had heard him talk with some officials; he would be going to the nearest villages to check on the farmers and the corps, and then would have a meeting with some officials of the nearest town. She had tiptoed around him to find that information, but she couldn't wait for him to be gone.

Surprisingly, the last few days, he had not touched her. Apart from a few threatening remarks, he had been patient and mostly ignoring her existence. Maybe it was the death of the king that was starting to sink in, but she was glad for the break of sexual abuse. Her neck and wrists were at a much better shape; the bruises had almost grown invisible apart from some few yellow marks here and there. A weight had lifted from her shoulders when she realized she wouldn't have to wear a scarf or tight clothing to hide her body, or cake multiple layers of makeup.

She braided her long hair; the result was a thick braid falling on her waist, her shortest curls framing her small face. Her lips were chapped, and her skin pale, her eyes sunken and adorned with black circles. She fixed her face as much as she could, but not even the brightest red lipstick would bring her back to life.

Once she no longer resembled a ghost, she turned to leave, but something shiny on the dresser caught her attention. There was a pearl necklace, with a small diamond charm in the shape of a tear. The necklace was lightweight and simple, a beautiful piece of jewelry. It made her insides churn.

She threw it into the drawer and with quick steps left the room, trying to forget the existence of it.

❋

"Ah, it's so pretty!" Marina squealed, her excitement of being in the city for the first time after they arrived from Celenial hard to contain. The young maid went around Aria in circles, admiring every single leaf fallen from the tress as if it was an artifact, or a jewel.

Aria smiled at the maid, her excitement was contagious, and she would be lying if she said she didn't feel happy to be finally free of the four walls of the castle. She had only ever seen the city at night and briefly, but during the day it was also a spectacle. There were little shops everywhere, be it fruits or clothes, and the two maids accompanying her would stop and look at every single one.

The main square was as vibrant as ever, the amount of people shopping or just walking around was inconceivable for Aria's brain that was used to an empty kingdom. In Oceana, everyone was plump and smiley, their cheeks a beautiful flush of healthiness. She couldn't help but think back to Celenial and wonder how her people were doing.

"Can we buy some dresses, my queen?" Her other maid, Rena, asked, in her quiet voice. She was older than Marina by maybe five years, and a lot more calm and collected, a soft-spoken woman. If someone were to look at her more carefully, she could easily pass for a lady; her beauty was ethereal.

Aria smiled at her request and got close to the small shop with the many dresses hanging from a wooden dresser. The colors of the fabrics were vibrant, and they were of good quality. Both Marina and Rena were looking around excitedly, trying to choose which one matched them best, as Aria looked around.

As much as she had loved getting some fresh air, she had been absent minded all this time. Her eyes were searching around for any sight of Raven, or the other man, Kai, that had been with him. The volume of people had made her search quite difficult, so after a while she had given up.

As she was picking a dress to show to the maids, a baby blue velvet one with golden streaks and white lace, a shadow passed right beside her. Aria couldn't help but smell the trail of aroma he left behind; burnt wood and night flowers. She quickly left the dress to Rena's hands and went after him.

The maids didn't even notice Aria take off behind the hooded man. She was making her way frantically, pushing people out of the way until she was out of the main market and to the main square. There was a large fountain in the middle, where everyone would sit around and talk, some even dance and sing with musicians accompanying them.

Aria thought she had lost his tracks, when from the corner of her eye she saw him walk fast towards the woods. Near the square, there was a huge forest with blooming trees and fallen petals marking its entrance. The pink petals ruffled after she stepped on them, running behind the man.

"You, stop." She shouted when she was near him, making him stop dead in his tracks. He took out a knife and pointed it at her, and just as he saw her face his eyes widened, and he placed the knife back in one swift move.

"Well, well if it isn't the queen!" Kai chirped, circling around her like a vulture. He was looking at her up and down, his hand running through his trimmed hair.

"What d'ya want?" Kai finally settled a few steps away from her, his hands into his pockets. He seemed relaxed for someone rushing away mere minutes ago.

"I need to find Raven." She pleaded, taking a step towards him. From up close, he seemed young, really young. His icy blue eyes were as clear as the sky and his beard hadn't grown full yet. He couldn't be older than her, maybe twenty years old at most.

"No can do." He dragged the 'o', a mocking melody of her request.

"Please, I need him."

"He cannot kill the King." His tone was dead serious and if stares could kill, she would be already dead. Still, she didn't give up and inched closer to the young man. Before she could form her next plead, he cut her off.

"Look, lady. He knows the fate of people. That's his power, his gift, mkay?" He leaned close to her face, his eyes never leaving hers, a smirk spreading to his face.

"Whatever ya thinkin bout, he won't do it." He turned his back to her.

"Leave him alone." He warned and quickly took off, leaving Aria behind with no hope for her future. She couldn't understand why he wouldn't help her; he could always just help her escape.

"Why is he trying that much to keep Raven away from me?" Aria murmured and slowly made her way back to the main square, where the two worried faces of her maids greeted her.

"My queen! Where were you?"

"We searched everywhere for you!"

Their words ringed in her ears, but she didn't seem to register them. She was lost deep in thought, about Kai and Raven, her only saving graces that refused to help her. She wondered whether Raven had told her the truth about her fate that day.

"Hey, don't tell anyone about me wandering around, okay?" Aria told the maids, suddenly realizing that if Ellian learnt, he would do anything to punish her. Both girls nodded and lead the way back to the castle.

It was almost time for the sun to set, painting the sky a million of orange shades. The young maids had already forgotten of what had happened by just looking up and admiring the beauty of the sky and Aria couldn't be more relieved. She was trying to think of any way to meet with Raven, but he was a man she didn't know, more so where he lived.

Her thoughts all went back to her fate. Could her fate change? Was she meant to be the queen? She was already the queen, but she wondered if Raven had meant it like that or not. Would she remain Ellian's toy until she died? She shuddered at the thought of it. Once she passed the main gate to the castle, her heart sunk; it was back to the four walls of her room.

'At least I am alone,' she thought, already planning her escape at night to search for Raven.

The man tailing her stopped before the main gate, his long hair hiding his face. He didn't turn around to leave though, he just sat down between the bushes, and waited. 

[princesscolumbia]

I just experienced my worst dysphoric episode since the pandemic, possibly ever.

I grew up in Colorado with my sister. Both my parents experienced auto accidents and we wound up in the care of a woman who we would nowadays call a TERF. She'd manipulated damn near everyone and made my life absolute CPTSD-inducing hell and I got out at 17, but she burned it into me that being a 'tranny' was the worst thing I could ever be and I was going to be raping children before I knew it if I didn't get it under control. This bitch scarred me so bad I didn't even investigate if she might be wrong for a decade.

I wound up moving in with my dad when I was 17 and this meant going to California to live. Thanks to the greater access to support and information in San Diego (by coincidence, I wound up moving in just down the road from the San Diego LGBT Center), I learned that damn near everything I had been told by my stepmother was wrong. It still took a very long time before I started my transition, though, and by that point I'd moved to Arizona (Phoenix, specifically), and started transitioning right after a painful and traumatic divorce.

I had met another transwoman online and she moved out to join me to get me through the most intensely painful and traumatic period of my life since getting out of my stepmother's place. After we'd settled into our own apartment, my girlfriend started noticing behaviors where I'd take on too much responsibility, was unable to tell her 'no' even when I needed to, I'd go out of my way to keep her happy even at the expense of my own health and well-being, and I'd work myself into exhaustion repeatedly. She had to bodily pick me up when I'd pushed myself in workouts to the point I couldn't get up off the floor. She put her foot down and started getting me help, as well as making sure I didn't self-sabotage and enjoying hobbies that break me out of my routine. (She got me a subscription to a model kit to build, which isn't something that happens every day and forces me to step away from the computer and my chores and work for a bit at least once a month)

I'm nowhere near perfect by this point, but when I returned to Colorado to spend time with family for the first time in a couple decades, I saw all my own self-destructive habits in my sister, who has a wonderful husband who does his best but I can see it's a struggle for both of them.

My whole family is doing their best to accept my transition, but they struggle not to say "he" or "him," and they almost always correct themselves, but it's just a little paper-cut that's been building for days now.

Today we went to my niece's school play (Madagascar adapted to a musical for children, it was adorable) and I was suddenly feeling incredibly self-aware. I felt like every eye was on me and I realized I needed to use the bathroom but now I didn't dare because I wasn't wearing makeup and except for family (who've been having issues with it) I haven't been correctly gendered once since I got here there was a cop circulating among the crowd of kids and their parents and I just knew I was going to be arrested just for existing in public while trans and I was the tallest person there and everyone could see me...

I was able to lose myself in the performance, keep my eyes on the kids and just enjoy it as much as possible, but the dysphoria was grinding away in my awareness, right on the edges, and as soon as the house lights in the theater came up, I headed for the door...where the cast of the play and half their parents were gathered to greet the patrons. I had to walk through a gauntlet of people who would be looking at my face at least once.

I walked and walked and walked in a straight line until I was out of the building and hit a wall and just stopped. My daughter was dutifully following, and I was trying my best to get it under control when my mom came up and asked if she could help and I just...broke. I cried on her shoulder for the first time since my divorce (before I started transitioning) and she had no idea what was wrong.

I was crying all the way back to my sister's place.

After we got back to the house and got some lunch in us, mom and I sat down and I explained about dysphoria in general and that moment in particular. My sister hasn't gotten home yet, but apparently she and mom were talking and (I should have known, I do the exact same thing) she had the thought that I was mad at her.

So I get to have another conversation (hopefully private) when she's finally back.

[hokkyokusei]

Tsukuyomi makes s/o squirt headcanons

PART 1

Breaking in after a long absence into your boring routine with some hot content!

He's rarely in that mood. And how can you blame him? You look sexy as hell after a shower. That's why your hands are tied at the head of the bed and your legs are spread wide apart

Tsukuyomi played with your panties, making them press against your pussy and create friction. The last time you had sex was weeks ago, and then he suddenly went quiet. You didn't care, because you were busy working. You can't get used to unpredictability, especially not like this. Now he was just smirking and enjoying the sight of your completely wet panties

"Ah, you're already so wet, even though I haven't done anything yet~". Tsukuyomi started rubbing your pussy through your panties again. A slimy heavily audible sound appeared. He pulled your panties aside

The God of Lies grinned and stretched your pussy a little with his fingers. "You like rough caresses, don't you? He turned his gaze to you. "Oh, don't look at me so mean. We're just playing."

"Today, however, I'm in the mood to play a little differently." After he finished, he licked your pussy. "Does that feel good?" Tsukuyomi stretched out your pussy with two fingers only to lick your clit. You flinched in surprise and looked at him incomprehensibly. He grinned. "I told you, I'm in the mood to play it differently tonight." Tsukuyomi began to lick your clit again, occasionally sucking on it. Without pulling away, he strengthened the spell, so that your legs became completely fixed

He masterfully abused your clit, which soon made you feel like you were about to cum. And he knew it. He had already stopped his.. service. "I'm sorry, but we can't finish this quickly". He moved up to kiss you and distract you from putting his fingers inside you. You tried to cry out in overexcitement, but the God of Lies took advantage of that and slipped his tongue into your mouth.

Your consciousness has become confused. While you kissed passionately, his fingers were mercilessly fucking your tight pussy. The sheets were soaked with your juices and the room was filled with the lewd sounds of your wet cunt

Drool flows from the corners of your mouth. But Tsukuyomi wasn't going to stop until you were struggling for air. He pulled away from you, continuing to move his fingers slowly inside you. Somehow he avoided the sensitive spot inside your pussy, causing you to be on the verge of cumming but unable to do so

Tsukuyomi looked down and was silent for a moment, enjoying how deeply his fingers penetrated you. He knew you wanted to cum, but he didn't want to let you do it. The God of Lies looked you straight in the eye "It must be very painful isn't it? If you keep being such a good girl, I'll let you enjoy it to the fullest". Tsukuyomi pulled his fingers out

"Let's play a little." The God of Lies settled down again near your pussy. "If you hold out a little longer, I'll double your reward~." Your mind was too clouded to realize that you couldn't win with such incomprehensible terms, but it was too late. His tongue began caressing your cunt again

You wanted to dodge his tongue, but you were tightly bound. Tsukuyomi grinned and slid two fingers inside you again. His mouth was focused on your clit, while his fingers caressed your inside, occasionally touching your sensetive spot. You were going crazy with the sensations you were experiencing. Although Tsukuyomi was successfully licking your juices, your pussy was soaked too hard not to make slimy squelching noise

[bookwyrminspiration]

AH QUIL i completely forgot i meant to respond to your response in entirety but the time has gotten away from me... genuinely did not mean to ignore it for so long haha! i appreciated it a lot!!! i love connecting with people through shared and similar experience!!!! (also i realize i thought i sent another ask or two but when i was writing it it was 3am and i have the vague memory of not sending at least one of them) and yeah! despite the differences it is weird and often difficult to look at all the places where your history has diverged from the root. it's so interesting to hear about your experiences with cultural connection and i mean it makes so much sense, too, in the context of the book: it's babel. i have been sitting around thinking about it since uhhh the day i sent that ask i think! i hadn't known a clue what it was about but now that i know it's about colonialism and language and translation etc etc.... it's a very fitting title like upon first look it took me a minute but then it kind of falls into context: colonialism and religion, the splitting of one language into hundreds of thousands of maybe-even-millions. it makes like absolute perfect sense dude i'm kind of like biting and growling about it. just a little. even though i haven't read the book yet! i was going to try to get ahold of it at the library but all the copies are checked out and there are over 30 holds T-T

No worries! I didn't even notice; I'm always forgetting to properly respond to things for embarrassing lengths of time.

I also love connecting with people, the solidarity and similarities that can be found even though the way we're affected is different. Like, you haven't been taught your language(s) by your parents (yet), mine doesn't know the language and so can't teach me, and yet the result is the same, which is that a language that otherwise would've been as natural to us as breathing is absent. And we can feel and grieve the absence.

It's very interesting to hear about your experiences as well--I know we're focusing on language, because it's Babel, but just in general. Your culture beyond language, both disconnect and what you are connected to. I love learning about others

And yes! The title is incredibly fitting! The dissection and tearing apart of language to its minutiae, the hubris. I must admit I don't know much about the story of Babel, just what I've anecdotally heard, so don't take my Tower of Babel commentary too deeply.

I've also been thinking of title in relation to babble. And the all to common comments on how other languages sound like "babble" and are ridiculous (read: foreign) and are therefore "lesser", and yet despite that belief (which is present in the story), it's so crucial to their world. It is a story about the power of that "babbling", how it's demeaned and condemned and yet their world quite literally cannot safely function without the language and translation powering it. It's a story about languages. That was actually the first connection I made with the title because i had completely forgotten the Tower of Babel was a mythologically important thing, so I figured I'd share. There is so much packed into that title!! Even just the word "babel" sans the additions (Babel: Or the Necessity of Violence: An Arcane History of the Oxford Translators' Revolution)

I hope you can get your hands on a copy soon! If I could lend you my family's copy I would, but alas </3

[girltomboy]

Having my parents visit me was so nice. Even my step brother dropped by because he drove them here and he said he liked my apartment. It was so amazing to have my mom in my space and be the host for once instead of the guest. It was just a good time overall. My stepdad's surgery was postponed because he had irregular heartbeats after the first dose of anesthesia, so the doctor prescribed him some heart meds for 3 weeks, then he will be back for the actual surgery. He was in the hospital for a few days, and got discharged yesterday, so both my parents were here for a few hours waiting for my step brother to drive back here to take them home. It was so sweet, we had lunch and then took a short nap together, all 3 of us in my bed. It just felt cozy, I loved having them here. I had the week off too, and while my stepdad was in the hospital my mom and I visited him daily, then went on walks and grocery shopping together. They will be back in 3 weeks.

This week I didn't speak to my bf at all, only some texts with updates on my stepdad's condition, and then a phone call last night after my parents left. He was once again expecting me to act and talk to him as if nothing happened. As if we hadn't had a huge fight prior to my parents' arrival. He apparently shortened his waiting period, he said he intends to wait until mid November to see if rent prices drop. It did nothing for me, and then I realized it's not the waiting period that bugs me, it's the principle of it. The waiting to begin with. That's how I spent five years, just waiting. Waiting for this, waiting for that, it's just this year and then it's smooth sailing from there, just another six months and then it's smooth sailing from there, just two more months, just another year, just this, that, etc. Life is passing me by just waiting. I'm tired. Move here or break up with me. Let me give our relationship a chance at being real. But I won't wait anymore, not until November, not until December, not until January, which was how much his dad wanted him to wait. And his expectations were so fucking delusional. I maintain my take that his parents have held him back for most of his life. I haven't and won't verbalize this, not to him at least. But it's how it is. His dad wants him to wait and wait, his mom wants him to stay there, never leave, never move. Pull strings for him and get him a job and an apartment there in his hometown. Maybe he wants that too, then he should let me know, and let me go. So I told him his actions and his decisions do not show that he's even willing to move here. He enjoys staying home and doing nothing, he enjoys stasis, idleness, inertia. I don't, and I don't want to wait anymore. In response he said he'll move as soon as he can. As soon as he finds something. I frankly hardly care anymore. I don't feel like giving him advice, or opening up to him anymore. I don't even want to video call him anymore. He can do what he wants and make the decisions he wants, and if they suck then I bail. I don't have the energy to carry this relationship any longer, I'm tired of being its brain. I'm exhausted. And to be honest we don't even have that many beautiful REAL memories together. Memories that aren't from a video call. It would not be that hard to let go of it all. I don't really know why I still allow him to hold on to me, probably to give him and our relationship a chance to escape the bounds of its long-distance status. And then if he does move, but it still doesn't work out, will I feel guilty for making him move? If he moves just for me that's on him. I didn't move here just for him, I did it entirely for myself. And I told him he could have moved here 3 or 2 or 1 year/s ago. But he didn't. He kept waiting. And forcing me to wait too. How selfish, I'm so tired.

[the-firebird69]

You people are very lame and your Masters are wrong too is sit there and bother our son as well so he picked up a few buckets of information in them and we figured out that they suck too in some way it's very heavily we decided to start taking them apart to get to the bottom of it we found out something they have this idiot plan too something about DC now we're going forward and we're going to take apart your network of idiot death you have in place for our son and you plan to do it in New England and to redo your plan by treating him bad you haven't gotten anything that way but we got stuff we needed as a parallel to something you think you triumph that mostly got taken advantage of by Tommy f but we have a parallel for his stuff. But here it is we want you arrested what you did to him during the storm it's illegal. And we're going to have you arrested and that's you Max. Right now you have handed over all the businesses and think nothing of it you're unnaturally arrogant and rude and certainly are not paying attention and much worse do you think that it's going to be like getting rid of your Morlok. It's very upset with their behavior and the max demeanor with the same to us. And they tolerated these retards because they had them do it and if we didn't stop the retards they would be excrement at this moment and to stop them it took power so they can't figure that out. It's kind of like my family crest is the same as David Mary the most part is closed it's an interesting point it's a little different. Here's the point they have a Crest together and it's a little different and what you guys looking for is Dave stuff there's a bunch of you that have something that looks a little different but he says is back off Jack and your breath is terrible and demeanor no you guys are wandering around behind you Batman you trying to monitor me by kidnapping by attempting to kidnap me and put me in a hospital and say don't do that I'll put you in the hospital because that's what I'm doing. I don't mean mental hospital. Putting a cow on oh boy I get the following Chris he says you see these guys driving similar tanks. And your mama and your papa there have been in Mac are alone in the chair meeting we don't make anything but stuff we haven't delivered yet you know talking about fake Frigidaire refrigerators. I'm at daddy says we should probably stop in solving the s*** out of them they haven't really shipped that much stuff I don't know what these companies are doing anymore and we don't have that many employees and some of them I want everybody shut the f****** and leave him alone. There's a problem here he believes we have this plan to arrest him and run them through the mill I suppose he's right so I guess we're f***** he says yeah these people f*** you that's what it means don't leave them here on the bothering the s*** out of me and they also know it's a long-term plan so do I need to try and truncate it in order to try and have me runs Australia with no money ....that was Mac Daddy and then our son, truthfully that's what's happening and their sentence kind of tired of it he doesn't want to go through all the stupid s*** every few seconds so becoming very powerful and here comes the moon mission but it looks like the one to Mars.

Going to remove people I want to remove I'm sick of watching them all and someone say oh yeah they're working for us I need to know how that is I know is he's just saying it cuz they're sitting here bothering him he goes oh there are employees oh yeah please denote sarcasm he's been saying that lately. I want them out I'm tired of hearing the stupid s*** from them they need to die

Thor Freya

We're following order as soon we're going to remove the ones that were assigned to and we're doing it tonight and we do realize it's been a little slow that we have to get rid of tons of them. Today is the first wave of idiots that are out of here that are leadership and of meaningful leadership the numbers of trying those trying to invade a very high. And the reason why leaders would be leaving is that their army is dying. It's starting to go and it's starting to go for real last night it was several million octillion dead today it will be several million plus probably one or two only a few nights of that and it's over cuz that's all the people there are of theirs they don't see it as possible and this is sore loser. And he's a clueless little a******. This Artemis 2 Thor Freya

[poptart-productions]

Welcome Home

[ 5000+ ] words

pairing: kiribaku x black fem! reader

cw// smut, praise, submissive reader, oral, overstimulation, anal, swearing

[when you return home from a particularly draining day of hero work, it appears that your boyfriends have a few surprises for you—far beyond just making dinner ]

[a/n] it’s been a while since i’ve posted here, so i hope you enjoy it, especially since i put my back into this one. also! bold text means it’s in japanese.

also also! i should mention that this inspired by the va yuzuya! particularly one audio he has on his patreon. if you liked this, you should definitely go check him out in youtube where he has a kiribaku series!

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"HEY GUYS!"

your excited voice spills through the speakers, making katsuki perk up; even though he wouldn't admit it, he got excited—he thought maybe you were finally home.

it only took you saying something else for him to realize it was a recording he was hearing; one he's heard before.

"that fucking idiot" he growled, getting up and heading toward the kitchen; the recording continues as he does so, "—okay! you guys have been blowing up my phone, though. i'm sorry, i'm still not in the position to be taking calls right now but i—"

by now katsuki had reached the kitchen, and clicked off the loud speaker; eijirou, who was currently cooking something—hell if katsuki knows what, but it smells good regardless—whined

"katsuki~ i was listening to that~"

"so? we've heard it like twenty times already!"

the man sighs, turning his attention back toward the stove, "we haven't seen or heard from her all day. . .i just, wanted to hear her voice"

"you're so clingy—what the hell are you gonna do if one of us gets sent on a mission, huh?!"

eijirou pauses, tensing up.

shaking his head, katsuki goes to hold eijirou's hand, "you always worry yourself sick; yeah, it fucking sucks being away from her, but she'll be fine—she's strong enough to handle her own shit"

"you being worried is like saying you don't believe in her—and that's not it is it?!"

"—no! of course not i just—. . .i miss her"

katsuki lets out a sigh, moving to hug eijirou from behind, ". . .me too"

"what are you making, anyway?"

"oh!" eijirou's face lights up, "s'[n/n]'s favorite!"

"she always cooks for us, so i thought i'd use the tips you gave me to return the favor"

katsuki responds to this with a lazy hum, resting his face in eijirou's shoulder

after a moment of comfortable silence, eijirou looks up,

". . .y'know, katsuki. . .?"

"hm?"

"i just had an idea. . ."

[. . .]

"you did good work today, [h/n]. go home, i've kept you long enough"

"—thank you, ma'am!"

you bow to your superior before running into your agency to get your things; you didn't even bother changing into your civilian clothes.

"see you tomorrow!" you call to your boss, who was still outside by the time you had finished up.

using your quirk to get home faster, you excitedly take out your phone.

"hey baby!" you called kiri because you knew he was gonna answer, but how excited he was to do so made you wanna melt

"hey! is katsudon there—"

"—i told you to stop calling me that, dumbass!"

guess that answers your question.

"hey, you two. . . !" eijirou stops that interaction from escalating, before changing the subject,

"we miss you so much,"

"i miss you too—but don't worry, we won't be apart for much longer"

eijirou gasps, "you're coming home?!"

you smile, "as we speak, love"

"katsuki, babe—did you hear that?"

"—i'm standing right next to you, course i heard it!"

"relax, man. . .jeez"

"leave it to katsudon to ruin the vibe—"

"—what the hell did i just tell you?!"

feeling like you've bitten off more than you can chew, you look down at your phone, "oop—would ya look at that—gotta go!"

[. . .]

as your house came into vision, you stopped using your quirk.

your heart was racing with excitement, but as soon as your feet touched the ground, gravity laid into you with the force of a truck

it was almost hard to breathe, but it's not like you haven't felt this way before

"oh—pins and needles!"

okay this is definitely the worst case of soreness you've had in a while, but you're a pro hero for crying out loud; it would be shocking if you didn't come home in pain

but damn, does this hurt

this back pain has you feeling like an old lady.

you decided that the aching in your soles was much worse, so you put strain on your back in order to rid your feet of your boots

you look over the horizon, pain dulling substantially as you imagined yourself in the company of katuski and eijirou; the warmth, kiri getting emotional about your return, and katsudon inevitably getting pissed off

you'd bear all the pain your body could take if it meant getting to experience that again—a little ache can't stop you.

so you hobbled up to your front door, your knees buckling on the last step; your legs threatened to give up on you.

you steady yourself against the door as you unlock it, knowing that if your boyfriends saw you like this they would freak—especially kiri

as you pushed the door open, the feeling of immense comfort blasted you like ac in the middle of summer; the smell of home made it hard for you to do anything else but succumb to this feeling

collapsing in the middle of the hallway, you leaned against the door; you closed your eyes with a labored sigh.

just as you were starting to relax, a voice called out, "babe. . .?"

you opened your eyes to find eijirou and katsuki

the three of you just stared, afraid that moving would mark the end of this sweet dream.

you were starting to tear up despite the fact you had seen the two this morning—you had no idea why you were being this dramatic

"come here, already!" katsuki snaps, snapping you out of your trance; "alright. . .i'm coming, you big meanie. . . !" still exasperated, you scramble up into the embrace of your boyfriends

the hug could only be described as desperate; you three hugged each other like you had been deprived of some sort of life force

the pounding in your chest finally came to a slow, and you went to break away but the two were still trying to squeeze the life out of you.

"c'mon guys, i stink—let go of me!"

"i won't ever, babe!"

"hell no!"

you giggled, before pausing. you realized that the "home" you were smelling seemed a lot like food  "so," you changed the subject "are you two cooking?"

"oh!" kiri finally lets you go, "that reminds me! i'm almost done—in the mean time, why don't you take her to the bathroom, katsuki?" he gets up to return to the kitchen

you stare up at the pomeranian, a dumb smile plastered across your face, "oh~? what's this about?"

"you'll find out if you shut up and follow me"

"i'm coming, i'm coming" you snort, forcing yourself to your feet

a sweet smell fills your senses as you get closer to the bathroom

"babe?" you call; he simply looks back at you, his expression unreadable to you in that moment, "what is. . . ?"

as you finally reached your destination, your eyes widened.

rose petals: the bathroom was drowning in them—there was a trail leading to the tub, and in the actual water, too.

also, there were candles everywhere! that explains the sweet aroma. it's a fire hazard, honestly.

this was kiri's doing for sure.

"is this. . .for me?"

"no, it's for casper the ghost"

not even katsudon's snide comments could ruin this moment for you.

you reach for the fastening on the back of your suit, but katsuki gets it for you. letting out a sigh, you remembered just how constricting this costume is.

just as you were pulling it off your shoulders, katsuki's hands slipped beneath the opening he had just made. his warmth stayed for moment before fanning out, gently separating the material from your sweaty skin.

it wasn't long before that wretched garment was discarded in the corner

"katsuki. . ." you giggled a little, feeling embarrassed now that you were so exposed

you thought he'd try to poke fun at you—say something about how you stink—but instead he took you into his arms. that was so effortless—not a grunt or strain to be found

he places you in the bath, and god; this feels heavenly

"i told shitty hair not to light so many damn candles" katsuki grumbles, making a round and putting some of them out

you expected him to leave after this, but instead he comes around behind you.

placing hands on your shoulders, he begins to move them in a rhythmic motion

oh, you realized what he was up to.

"that feel good?" you couldn't help but giggle at katsuki's attempt at being gentle

"yes katsu. . .thank you"

. . . .

upon giving it thought, this is rather. . .interesting

"first the bath. . .now this? you two are up to something. . ."

"just shut up and enjoy the massage"

"okay, okay!"

[. . .]

now thoroughly relaxed, you and katsuki join eijirou in the kitchen, where he was plating his dish.

"my favorite. . .kiri, you didn't"

it was a dish from your home—much different than japanese cooking

he really learned how to make it. . . ? all for you?

you put your foot down, confronting the two men "okay, you two are definitely up to something"

"huh? what do you mean?" kiri raises a brow

"why are you being so nice? katsuki, did you break the tv again—"

"—i told you it broke on its own, dumbass!"

"why do we have to be apologizing to do something nice for you?" eijirou giggles, "we just love you, babe. we know you had a rough day so we wanted to pamper you a little, that's all"

"really?" the two nod, "oh. . ."

"anyway, let's eat! i'm itching to know what you think!" kiri changes the subject

the three of you took your seats,

"itadakimasu!"

[. . .]

"why don't you go up to the bedroom, hun" kiri suggests, kissing your cheek, "me and katsuki will clean up"

he means you don't have to wash dishes with the clean freak? say less

"okay!" you chirped, practically skipping up to your shared room

after changing into one of katsuki's shirts, you went to lay down

unfortunately for you, you couldn't sleep no matter how hard you tried

you sat up, feeling sort of. . .empty—like you were missing something.

throwing your legs off the edge of the bed, you kicked your feet like a child

you suddenly gasped and shuddered as the image of katsuki and eijirou on top of you forced it's way into your head—their voices in your ears, each praising that you're 'taking it so well'

you looked around—just making sure no one saw that.

upon confirming that no one did, you look down at your knees, coming to a realization

oh,

so that's what it is. . .

you can't lie, you sort of hoped katsuki would've tried something when you were in the bath earlier—and you're hoping the two of them will try something now.

naturally, you could feel your heart pounding and your stomach tightening as footsteps approached the bedroom

"oh, you're still awake?"

"dammit, why the hell you always have to wear my shirts?"

the difference in how they reacted to seeing you there could honestly give you whiplash; you giggled, responding to the last thing you heard, "because it makes you the angriest"

but. . .if they expected you to be sleep did they not plan on making love to you?

shit, will i have to ask now?

see, that's your problem; fighting blood thirsty villains on the regular? no sweat.

but somehow, the concept of telling your boyfriends when you wanted sex eluded you

"well, since you're not sleep yet; katsuki never did get to massage your whole body, huh?"

"huh? i mean—no, i guess not"

"how the hell was i supposed to do that when she was in the bath?"

"but fine, i'll—"

"—uh—actually!" kiri stops him,

"can i do it?"

"knock yourself out" katsuki was already headed to the bathroom, presumably to complete his night routine

"alright, babe just. . .take off your shirt and lay down for me, alright?"

"alright. . ."

you did what was asked of you while eijirou went to retrieve the massage oil

you shuddered as the cool air grazed your skin, before laying down on the somehow even colder comforter

you became hyper aware of yourself at that moment—was i really gonna wear a bra to bed? at least that makes this moment less awkward

by now kiri had returned, "you look so cute like this. . ."

it's just. . . the way he looks at you. . .you can't help but get a little flustered

"no need to get shy, babe i'm just telling the truth. you're really beautiful, y'know"

"just hurry up with the massage, eijirou!"

"oh—just cuz you said that, i'll compliment you even more now"

"you're so amazing," he leans down, placing a kiss on your stomach at each word, "your body is so perfect, babe"

"how'd we get so lucky, huh?"

"kiri. . .c'mon, already"

"alright, alright"

eijirou pours some of the oil into his palm, warming it between his hands before placing them on your diaphragm. you melted into the warmth of his soft hands.

you kept telling yourself that you should be relaxed, but clearly your shoulders didn't get the memo. how could you relax when the feeling of his hands on your body was so innately sensual—or is that just me?

running his fingers down your hips, eijirou paused for a moment before meeting eyes with you, "i'll massage your legs now, alright?"

"okay"

your entire body contracted as kiri's palms pressed into your thighs, getting jarringly close to that spot  before he stopped completely. by now, katsuki had joined the two of you on the bed and also appeared to stop

this was just as you were starting to relax, too—this was very unfortunate

you glanced between the two of them, their facial expressions not giving you any answers

"hun. . .are you. . ." kiri finally makes eye contact with you, only making your nerves worse, ". . .wet?"

am i?

you shot up, looking down at yourself,

holy shit, i really am

guess that little scenario—courtesy of your brain—from earlier really helped that, huh?

"no, that's just—"

"—yes you fucking are, don't deny it!"

"don't yell at her, katsuki—it's okay, babe. i'm just. . ." kiri looks away, covering his face, ". . .glad i wasn't the only one who was thinking about you two"

your eyes flicker from your feet to kiri, ". . .really?"

"yeah. . .it's the reason i sent katsuki to help you in the bath"

"i knew i wouldn't be able to keep it pg. . .but. . .if you want it, hun; i'd be happy to"

"please. . ." you wrap your arms around eijirou's neck, snuggling into his chest

"alright," you could hear the smile in his voice, "are you up for it, katsuki—"

the two of you look up to find your boyfriend ridding himself of his clothes, "i guess that answers my question"

eijirou turns back to you, "why don't you make yourself comfortable, baby?"

nodding, you lay back down, tensing as a freshly naked katsuki joins you on the bed

"someone's eager"

"shut up"

"i take top, you take bottom"

katsuki only hums before getting in position to start kissing your thighs

kissing up the side of your neck, eijirou slips his hands underneath you, unfastening your bra. as you slid out of it, you let out a shaky laugh "you've. . .gotten better at that"

"heh. . .yeah, i've been really trying"

he looks down, "you're. . ."

". . .so cute"

he starts to caress your chest, placing the occasional kiss here and there

meanwhile, katsuki had begun a massage of his own; "katsuki. . ."

running his hands up your sides, it wasn't long before his fingers were tracing the hem of your panties.

you couldn't even focus on what was happening below before something above took your attention.

pain, then pleasure directly after—it was this warm, balmy feeling.

looking up, you realized that eijirou had just bitten the lobe of your ear before enveloping it in an open-mouthed kiss; he glances up at you expectantly, catching your skin on his teeth once again

your breath hitched, body shuddering, "eiji. . ."

you look at him once again—and though his mouth was currently occupied, he could even begin to hide the smug smile on his face.

then, it's almost as if everything was still.

eijirou had averted his attention toward your neck and you relaxed your shoulders, attempting to meld back into the soft comforter

wait. . .

your lower half feels really cold all of a sudden. . .

"katsuki—fuck. . ." you whispered, shaking as katsuki began tasting you.  

your eyes fluttered shut, and you tried your best not to resist against katsuki's hands on your thighs.

you always seem to forget just how good this feels

eyes still closed, you lazily reach up to caress eijirou's face; his fingers trace your abdomen—you really enjoy the silky feeling of his skin on yours

you were prepared to fully submit to this moment, when katsuki all but yells at you,

"hey!"

eyes shooting open, you jolted upwards, "hm—what is it?"

he stopped moving, only keeping his gaze fixed on you as he says:

"look at me."

honestly, you don't know why you didn't see this coming; katsuki always demands eye contact—but you? you really couldn't bring yourself to do it without getting flustered

your face was so hot that your vision was hazy—you tried to blink it away, but it didn't work

you look to eijirou, hoping he'd get you out this situation but he only offers you a taunting chuckle, before positioning himself behind you, 

he leans against the headboard, wrapping his strong arms around your waist.

realizing he'd be of no help, you opt to hide your face in your hands

"aw. . ." kiri coos, "no need to be shy, hun. . ." before moving your hands away, "look"

still attempting to blink away your embarrassment, you finally meet gazes with katsuki

you found the look in his crimson eyes both reassuring and worrying

gaze trained on you, katsuki gives you a teasing lick.

"god. . ." you broke away for just a moment, but somehow katsuki's expression was more intense when you glanced back at him.

he's making it so difficult—to maintain eye contact, that is

"your moans are so pretty. . ."

kiri presses a series of gentle kisses to your shoulder, before reaching down to massage your clit

. . .for all of two seconds—not even enough time for you to register the feeling—before katsuki swats his hand away

"piss off, shitty hair! . . .s'mine"

"possessive much? [y/n]'s mine too, y'know"

suddenly—perhaps out of spite—katsuki diverts all attention to your clit

a pulsing, throbbing pleasure went surging throughout your entire body

you throw your head back, resting against eijirou's shoulder

katsuki growls at this, "i told you to look at me"

"oh. . .katsuki—shut up, i'm close—"

it was almost as if that statement turned on a switch in his brain; he kept that same, steady pace but he was laser-focused on his "task"

he was like a robot—it'd be quite captivating if you could focus

"oh—fuck—please. . . !" you latch onto your boyfriends' hands, squeezing your eyes shut as you came undone in their arms

"atta girl" katsuki pats your thigh as he sits up.

barely giving you time to recover, eijirou excitedly exclaims, "my turn!"

he moves from behind you and you lay back down,

you waited for kiri to start, but instead he offers a hesitant, "um. . .actually. . .i was wondering if you could. . . sit on my face?"

"oh. . . ? i. . .—" you were taken aback, seeing as this was the first time he's ever asked you anything like this

you were conflicted; you had always wanted to try that

but you were also worried that you'd be too heavy, to put it bluntly

he's giving you the big puppy dog eyes, though! you can't just say no—you don't want to.

gnawing at your bottom lip, you began to nod, ". . .okay"

"really?! okay, lemme lay down"

he excitedly gets into position, shifting a couple times before looking up at you, "okay! c'mere"

you blinked, avoiding eye contact as you climbed on top of eijirou; closing your eyes as you hovered above his face.

"you're so gorgeous, baby"

you let out a shaky hum in response to this, before lowering yourself—you could only get yourself half of the way down before every bone in your body stopped you from going any further

stop right there, you will kill that man

your bones yell

but what am i supposed to do? he really wants me to do this! you try to make your case

just. . .make it look like you're sitting all the way down; he's not gonna know

okay

you meekly reply

"alright" trying to keep your voice from shaking, you stilled your body—or at least. . .attempted to

eijirou chuckled, "as much as i like this view, i'm gonna need you to sit all the way down, hun"

the lie didn't even last for five seconds, "huh? but i, am. . . ?"

katsuki sucks his teeth, crossing his arms, "your legs are shaking, it's a dead giveaway"

feeling embarrassed, you looked down; you decided your only option was to come clean about your worries "but. . .i'm too heavy, i. . .—"

"it's not like you're gonna hurt him or anything" katsuki sighs

eijirou nods from underneath you, "yeah! i'm the sturdy hero, remember? c'mon, babe. . .please?"

"o-okay. . ." you lower yourself until you were comfortably—and quite literally sitting on top of your boyfriend's face, which was enough to make you sigh out,

eyes fluttering shut, you reached behind you for support 

even through closed eyes, you could tell katsuki had crawled closer to you and eijirou, "while you two are busy, i'll just make myself comfortable"

judging by eijirou's moans, it seems that katsuki began pleasuring him

"katsuki. . ." he whimpers into you,

"[y/n]. . . ?!" he speaks again, more urgently reaching up to grasp your hand; looking behind you, you noticed the look in his eyes, too "what. . .what is it?"

"am i. . .doing good?"

right.

how could you forget?

"yes. . .very good; you're such a. . .good boy, eiji" you smiled down at him

this comment alone seemed to enhance kiri's pleasure.

forcing yourself to keep your eyes open, you turn to katsuki, who looked as if he was prepared to upgrade the service he was giving eijirou

"w-wait. . . !" you stopped him

"i. . .wanna. . ."

katsuki snorts, "well c'mon already, then" he invited you over, but he didn't stop what he was doing with his hands

nodding, you lean over, taking kiri into your mouth; just this was enough to send him over the edge

"ngh—mmh~!" he's still going, somehow

you had to commend him for his resolve

if he keeps going like this. . .

all it took was his tongue entering you and you were done for  

but just like your boyfriend, you didn't quit—in fact, you took more and more into your mouth

after awhile, your high died down, but. . .eijirou. . .

he always cums so much, you thought as eijirou continued to release

his chest heaved—you could feel his heart drumming against his chest—his body shook

until finally, his breath slowed and he took a break from pleasuring you

the three of you let out a pleasured hum, realizing the moment you all just shared

lifting your head carefully, you were prepared to swallow when eijirou urgently taps your thigh, as if telling you he needed something; with your mouth full, you couldn't ask—but your silence told all kiri he needed to know

"i. . .wanna see it. . .i wanna see it in your mouth, please" he asked, muffled.

"yeah. . .let's see it"

you glanced in between the two, a little shocked

letting out a whimper, you get off of kiri who eagerly sits up. eijirou and katsuki look to you expectantly

avoiding eye contact, you open your mouth, "ahh~" tilting your head back so that you don't lose any

"fuck, that's so pretty"

"yeah. . ."

you gagged as the warmth spilled into your throat.

katsuki places his fingers underneath your chin, closing your mouth

"now, swallow" you blink, doing as you were told—this is much more difficult than i originally thought

you genuinely struggled to swallow it all in one go.

"good girl" eijirou pats the top of your head

as you take a moment to catch your breath, kiri excitedly asks, "so. . .are we going all the way, or. . . ?"

the two turn to look at you, to which you nod—you didn't even hesitate, "yes! . . .please"

there's that feeling again; whenever you give consent, the way they looked at you felt. . .different—you felt emotionally (and physically) naked, it was. . .

it was embarrassing, there's no other word for it

you sat in silence, avoiding eye contact for what felt like minutes before your boyfriends finally broke away and looked at each other instead of you

"if that's the case; i had an idea" katsuki admits, holding your attention

he glances at you once again, "i was thinking we could both fuck you at the same time"

at the very least, eijirou seemed to get as flustered as you did

"so you mean she would. . .—"

"—be in between us"

"but. . .—she's never done anal before. she could get hurt if we force this kinda thing on her"

you could feel your heart dropping into your stomach upon hearing kiri's words. he really wants to try it now? you haven't prepared properly; what if you make a weird noise? or worse. . .

although. . .you had similar doubts about sitting on eijirou's face and that turned out great—but this is different

katsuki and kiri continued as you were arguing with yourself, "she won't, you idiot; she's been practicing,"

katsuki looks over at you, forcing you out of your head for a moment, "right?"

"y-yes. . ."

"and you didn't let me watch. . . ?" while eijirou was focused on whining, katsuki seemed to notice your 'less-than-enthused' tone

"if you don't want to, we won't."

"i do! i'm just nervous, is all"

"it's okay, we'll ease you into it like we would any other time" kiri reassures

"yeah, but she'll be on her stomach so you go on the bottom shitty hair—you'd probably tear her open regardless"

the shark boy frowns, "what? what's that supposed to mean?"

"don't play dumb, it's fucking huge!" katsuki yells

kiri looks down, red dusting his face, "it's. . .it's not that big"

"it is pretty big, kiri" you sigh

"moving on. . ." eijirou looks toward you, "why don't you lay down again, hun?"

you nod, your sweaty body welcoming the still-cold blanket. you focus on the dust on the ceiling fan—damn, if katsuki saw that. . .—as eijirou positioned himself behind you once again

katsuki places your legs on his shoulders before looking up at kiri, "hey, shitty hair; you still got that oil, right?"

"uh, yeah" kiri grabs the bottle off the bedside table, before handing it to him

katsuki takes a moment to warm it in his palms before starting to massage you there

you closed your eyes, whining as katsuki got you ready for him

kiri strokes your face, "how's that feel, [n/n]?"

"it's. . .different"

you thought with all your practice, you'd be used to how alien it feels by now

but no. . .

it wasn't a bad feeling—it was just odd

"hey. . .katsuki?" kiri starts, "can you maybe. . . ?"

"you want me to teach you?"

"y-yeah. . .i mean, i should know if you get sent on a mission, right. . . ?"

"okay, but pay attention because i'm not repeating myself!"

"got it!"

katsuki's finger is inside you now and, well . . .

this is something

it didn't necessarily feel good or bad—just kinda felt like someone stuck a foreign object up there, just as it had the first few times

you were starting to get worried you'd just be tolerating this feeling when the time comes

"when you get your finger inside, you crook it like this"

he demonstrates with his free hand,

"just, feel around a bit. . .you'll know if you find it"

"AH—fuck, katsuki" you jolt up

what the fuck is he doing down there?

you've never felt that before—this electric feeling of intense pleasure and a hint of pain—have you been doing it wrong this whole time?

"oh, like her g-spot?"

"yeah. . .like her g-spot"

as you writhe, katsuki smirks, "guess you have been practicing; you're already ready for a second finger"

as katsuki does this, eijirou continues to keep you relaxed, "aw~ so cute" he praised

"katsuki—god!"

"feels good huh, baby?"

"uh-huh"

that's when you realized that eijirou was behind you; reaching over your shoulder, you begin to stroke your boyfriend

he grabs your hand, "oh that's okay, hun; tonight's about you"

"but—OW, katsuki that hurt?!"

"have you been doing it like i showed you? it shouldn't hurt that much" katsuki eyes you, stopping his movements and removing his fingers

well, it never felt good when you did it, so you're gonna go with no

". . ."

"baby~" kiri whines

"you could get seriously injured! why didn't you let katsuki watch you?"

"because. . . ! that’s awkward. . .and weird!"

sure, he’s seen you in lewd ways numerous times already—but this? it’s too much

"well, i'll have to spend more time doing this now" katsuki sighs, rolling his wrists

you whine, wanting him to go back to pleasuring you, "you're such a spoiled little shit" he shakes his head

eijirou chuckles while you pout, "say please, hun"

"please~ katsuki? please?"

he only offers a hum, before obliging; you threw your head back, somewhat dramatically, as he reached 'that spot'

more and more

your body began to accommodate his fingers more and more

as soon as that happened, katsuki was almost ruthless with his fingers; he's getting impatient

he suddenly stops, and the two of you do as well

"hey, eijirou. . ."

"yeah. . . ?!"

eijirou seemed alarmed at the use of his actual name; must be serious

"come here"

eijirou does just that, gingerly laying you down as he gets from around you

he makes his way over to katsuki, who gestures in your direction, "look at that. . ."

your eyes were screwed shut, but you could feel their hungry eyes on you—tracing your frame over and over

"she stretched so well for us. . ."

"i think she's ready"

"okay! me first!"

eijirou lays down, patting his thighs

you couldn't hold in your giggling at this sight; you oblige, though—straddling your boyfriend's hips

you hum as you, sort've impatiently lowered yourself onto kiri

eijirou's breath hitched upon seeing just how ready you were; you sunk down to the hilt, holding your tongue all the while

"you got all the way down this time. . ." kiri looks up at you, starry-eyed

"you must have been really needy, huh?"

you kept your cool, though if you were being honest you were just as amazed as him

you've gotten more adjusted to his size over time but you've only ever been able to get half way down

you wiggle your hips, and it was almost as if that’s what it took for you remembered what you just did

body already shaking, you attempt to get off but your legs had finally given up and you fell back down—you yelped, your head throbbing as the pleasure took over your senses

god, it's been too long

"woah! you alright, babe?" eijirou steadies your hips, the warmth of his fingers helping less than he most likely thought

closing your eyes, you offer a feverish nod

"alright lay down on my chest, hun"

"y-yeah—okay"

you 'very gracefully' flop yourself onto your boyfriend, finding the racing of his heart both cute and comforting—at least you're not the only one

"you feel so good" eijirou sighs, stroking your face

"are you fucking done?" katsuki rudely interrupted your moment

sighing, kiri answers, "yes, katsuki; we're done"

with a grunt, katsuki positions himself behind you, "relax. . ." firm grasp on your tense shoulders, katsuki begins to enter you

"f-fuck! that’s—. . .you feel so good”

“katsuki—fuck!”

this is overwhelming—even with them unmoving inside you

i can do this, it's fine

after your breathing had finally slowed, you closed your eyes

"okay, go" and immediately, you felt like you were going to cum

"god, i can't—i don't know if i. . .—if i can handle this"

"it's okay babe," katsuki says, "just let go"

"yeah—just—close your eyes" eijirou adds

your moans became whiny and desperate as your body shook with your orgasm

"f-fuck!"

"can we keep going, hun?" kiri asks, though his tone was pushing ‘begging’ territory

you only nodded, wanting desperately for your boyfriends to get their release

however. . .you were so sensitive

very sensitive, "ah—ah! it's too much!" fuck, i thought i could handle it

"no~fuck—i can't!"

the two men tensed at your words—well, more like word, since 'no' was what they understood—but that made it worse

"should we stop?!"

"no! fuck—please don't stop"

at this point, you couldn't see.

your vision was overtaken by a white haze

your legs shook, you couldn't hold back any longer

so you screamed

you had never wished you could time travel more than that moment.

but to your surprise, that seemed to turn them on more

"oh, fuck yeah!"

"can you do that again?!"

the two begin to fuck into your relentlessly, chasing that reaction you just gave

and you gave it to them; how could you not?

it seemed that the two of them were getting quite close as well

"can we. . . ? cum inside? is that okay?" eijirou looks down at you

tears flowing down your face, you offer an exasperated nod

"yeah? alright, hun. . ."

"fuck!" the feeling of warmth spilling into you only added to your pleasure

kiri was pretty much out of commission, but katsuki kept fucking into you throughout his orgasm

all of you relaxed your bodies completely, shuddering and shaking all the while

okay. . .that was. . .a lot

you were conflicted; you wished the three of you could've lasted longer but you also really don't think your body could take it

fuck, they're still very much inside you

when you tried to move—wherever you tried to go, there was pleasure

kiri takes a firm hold on your hips, "st-stop squirming, babe" he gently lifts you off of him setting you back down on top of him

pulling out, bakugou growls, "we coulda lasted longer than that, fuck!"

"shh, babe—"

"—don't shush me!"

"she's trying to sleep"

"well she can't go to bed all dirty, shitty hair!"

"you can just clean her off like this"

you heard all of that, but zoned out after awhile

that is, until, "ah!" you feel an intense feeling of pain and pleasure shooting out from your core

"tender, huh?" kiri coos

"uh-huh"

"sorry"

katsuki applied less pressure as he continued to clean your body

after he was done, you went back to being dead tired; it wasn't long before you were drifting off

however, not before you caught this:

"we love you so much, hun"

"don't you dare fucking forget that"

[real-gifted-chaos]

Bigger, Badder, & Bolder…

*Requested* Lol can it be were I’m best friends with Stiles but I secretly like him and once he turn into void he likes to tease and taunt me and I can’t help but find it really hot, so when I’m home alone trying to study more about the nogistine he pops up and starts teasing how flustered I am and how he knows I like this bad side and we both share a moment and kiss and it gets heated from there, are you comfortable writing smut? If so you can add it lol :) {A.N| Sorry It took too long. One of our birthdays is in February and the other is in March, so we're trying to take some time off to celebrate but we're trying to write and edit as much as we can. And reader's gender wasn't really clear so I hope you don't mind, we made the reader female. Sorry if it's a little trash, this is out first time writing a full smut. Here's post/update 1/3, enjoy} @gpiggy98 (Paring) Stiles Stilinski x Fem! Reader, Void Stiles x Fem! Reader (Catagory) Smut, Smut, Smut (Warning{s}) Language, Major Smut!!! Hair pulling. Unprotected Sex. Creampie, corny, and probably trash. Every character is 18 + and everything is legal. If you continue to read you are confirming that you are 18+. Enjoy

The night in Beacon was hot but your air conditioning blasting throughout your apartment outweighed it. You sat on your living room floor in between your dark royal blue leather couch and your glass coffee table. On the table in front of you sat a warm cup of coffee, your laptop, a few colorful pens, and your notebook filled with notes you had previously already written down. You were stressed and sleep-deprived but you were also determined. Determined to get this one thing done for a friend you really deeply cared about. You looked at the clock- 3:25 in the morning. If this didn't prove how in love with Stiles you were, then nothing would. You were debating wheater or not you wanted to call it a night or if you should continue, the decision making hard and putting you under more stress. Your warm hands ran down your face slowly trying to relieve the stress but to no avail. In the middle of trying to de-stress two quick knocks sounded at your door. God, who would be here at this ungodly hour? You removed yourself from your floor and made your way to your brown oak wooden door, opening it. You let out an annoyed sigh when you saw no one was there. You slammed the door shut, locking it once more before turning around to return to your seat, but when you turned you let out a yelp at the boy sitting on your couch. "Stiles! You nearly gave me a heart attack. What are you doing here so late?" "Sorry. Just came to check on you, Princess." It wasn't until your friend spoke that you realized this wasn't your friend. His voice was deeper than its usual, he had grown reddish purplish bags under his eyes, and his hair was messy. This was Void. "Void?" "Well, it definitely isn't the nerd. Would the nerd check in on you at this ungodly hour?" His taunting and teasing were clear but the question actually made you think, would he? "I don't know actually, but it's always nice to have company." You admitted as you went to seat next to him on the couch. You watched as his eyes traveled from your figure and towards the things on your table. He read over your highlighted notes and looked over your laptop screen. You could practically see the gears in his head turn as he continued to read. "Hey, don't read that." You hurriedly closed your laptop and your notebook and joined him back on the couch watching as he now turned his attention on you. Now you felt bad... "Don't worry, Princess, nothing I haven't already seen or heard." His statement was meant to be a joke, but you couldn't laugh. You felt really bad. "I'm sorry if that made you feel...bad." You apologized sincerely. At that, he laughed. Finding your apology both comforting and... cute. "Now I see why the nerd likes you." "Hey, he's not a nerd. And h-he likes me?" "Yeah. All he does is talk about you and think about you. Can't say I really blame him." What?! You felt stupid, all this time your friend who you've been crushing on for years had the same feelings for you and on top of that so did his Nogitsune- apparently. What were you supposed to do with that? You could feel your face starting to heat up, you could only imagine how you looked. "You like it when I act like this, huh? I can smell you, Princess. I can smell the arousal between your legs and I can sense it." He teased with a smirk swatching as your face grew redder almost the color of a tomato. Quick, say something smart back. "Oh my god, Why are you smelling me?" "Well, it's not much of a choice." You couldn't help the scoff that escaped your lips. Why did it seem like he was making fun of you? The atmosphere became quiet, the only noise being the tv in the background. There were no words you wanted to exchange with the nogitsune that you haven't already said before. Your eyes traveled towards the tv, watching the old black and white romantic sitcom that played in the middle of the night. Two couples sat on the couch, similar to you and Void, and argued about god knows what. From the corner of your eyes, you could see Void watching you like a hawk. His eyes watching your every move. Watching the way you

licked your lips every now and then, watching when you moved around to avoid the arousal being too much. He watched your every move. "Do I make you nervous, Babygirl?" "No, you don't." "I may be over a thousand years old but I'm not stupid." "Whatever." You dismissed as quickly as the conversation started. You couldn't deny the amount of wetness messing up your lace underwear from just hearing his voice. Everything about this man, both of these men, just did something to you. "Can I kiss you?" The question made your head turn drastically but your wetness only pooled more. You hesitantly nodded your head, yes, and that was all he needed to clash his lips against yours in a passionate kiss. Your back rested against the armrest of the couch and your arms wrapped around his neck, his around your waist pulling you closer to him as humanly possible. Your tongues fought for dominance but instantly he won. Slowly your hands made their way up his shirt, feeling his warm skin and his defined chest against your soft fingers. It was all going so well until he stopped your hands and broke the kiss. "What's wrong?" You asked panting trying to catch your breath as he just starred into your e/c eyes. "I'm dangerous." He sighed, almost sounding like he was trying to convince himself. Your hands caressed his face gently, though he tried to back away from you, you wouldn't let him. "No, you're not dangerous." "How can you say that when it is written in bold and highlighted in your notes? Everyone knows it. The nerd knows it, I know it...v you even know it." "Stop. Yes, you are dangerous, there is no doubt about that. But, who isn't? I almost murdered someone who messed with me and my friends, I didn't know what I was doing, I was out of control. Look, what I'm trying to say is, yes you are dangerous but there's more than just that side to you Void. Since you've met me, you have been nothing but kind and respectful." His bad-boy act was gone and replaced as his eyes began to water. He tried so hard not to cry in front of you, making him seem weak and so far it was working. You couldn't believe you had managed to break Void's wall down to the point he was venting to you in the middle of the night as he laid in between your legs. "I don't wanna hurt you?" "Void, if you wanted to hurt me you would've done it already. No doubt." You tried to convince. And it worked. After hearing your reassurance he placed his lips right back on yours and kissed you slowly. This kiss was different. It was still passionate but it was also filled with a lot of love. His hands travel down to the hem of your shirt, tugging slightly- asking for permission to take it off your body to which you responded with a head nod. Disconnecting your lips to take off both of your shirts and your bra, Void couldn't help but admire you. "God, you have no idea what you do to me-- He whispered seductively in your ear. He couldn't believe the situation he manage to get himself in. He let his lips trail down from your ear and onto your neck making sure to placemarks everywhere.-- Are you sure about this?" "Yes. I'm sure." Your words and the sound of your voice encouraged him to trail his lips down further until he was hovering over your exposed breast. Immediately, he started kneading one as he took the other in his mouth, sucking and lapping at it pulling a quiet moan from you. He did the same to the other side before gently pulling both your pajama shorts and underwear down fully exposing you. "Fuck. You're fucking beautiful." "Take a picture, it'll last longer." You teased at his staring. He smirked as he looked back into your eyes. "Are you offering me to take a picture of you, fully exposed for me? That's very naughty, princess. I think naughty girls deserve to be put in their place, don't you?" "Yes." Your words came out as a whisper when you felt his warm fingers start to draw circles on your clit. God, the power this man had over you was ridiculous. "Fuck, Princess, you're dripping." "Can you stop teasing?" "Now, that's no way to ask. Maybe if you asked

nicely-" "Please. Please, Void, touch me. Please..." "See? Wasn't so hard." He teased as he eased two digits at a slow pace. You gasped a moan, feeling his fingers inside of you knuckles deep. He loved the faces you were making for him, the sounds coming out of your mouth encouraging him to go faster and deeper. "Fuck, Void. I'm gonna cum." You moaned loudly, no longer caring if your neighbors woke up to the loud obnoxious moaning. Immediately, Void pulls his fingers from you, making you whine and his smirk. "No, don't whine. If you're gonna cum it's gonna be on our cock." His voice was morphed. It no longer only sounded like him. It sounded like Void and Stiles joined together making you feel this kind of pleasure and in some way, it turned you on more. In a rush, Void slid down both his pants and boxers and you watched his cock sprung free hitting his lower abdomen. You literally drooled at the sight. He fisted it, watching as it grew harder and the tip redder. Dipping down to capture your lips with him again, he rubbed his cock with your wetness creating just enough lube as he pushed in and bottom out inside of you- breaking the kiss to groan and look at your face. He noticed your discomfort but after assuring him that it was nothing to worry about, he calmed down more. After getting comfortable with the feeling, you told him to continue which he happily did. His pace started to slow matching the pace he kissed you with taking pleasure as he felt your moans through the kiss. "Please. You can go faster." "Sure thing, princess." In one swift movement he flipped you over so you were laying on your stomach with your back arched- and with no hesitation, he started to rail you from behind with a fist full of your hair. The only sounds heard throughout the apartment were the sound of skin slapping and your loud moans. "Fuck, princess. You're so wet." "Mhmm, all for you." You moaned again, feeling your climax near. Void/Stiles speed up his hips, going faster, deeper, rougher. Your climax had hit you so fast, you had no time to warn the boy behind you. He just felt you clench around his cock tightly as a flow of your liquid dripped from you. "Oh fuck, I'm 'bout to cum princess." "Mhmm cum in me, please." "Your wish is my command." *** After that night it was safe to say that the both of you, the three of you were never separated. That night also gave Stiles the confidence to finally ask you out, in which you had said yes.