#went back and watched both back to back a couple times

[sturnslutz]

INTRODUCING... hockeyplayer!chris and shy!reader

chris had just received his fourth "F" this semester in economics. he was also the star hockey player in the school even as a freshman. everyone knew the infamous christopher sturniolo. some reasons good, some bad.

you knew chris because obviously, the star hockey player, and the well known player, but also because he was in your econ class. you had sat behind him the whole year. not from your own personal choice, but because your row was the very last one and no one sat there.

the clock just went off and chris had just got back to his seat, looking down at his paper in disbelief at the big red "F" on his paper. he grabbed his bag with a huff as you remained in your seat, watching as he walks down the stairs, speed walking to the professor. you have your headphones in so you cant hear what they're saying but you see the professor pointing up at you and both pairs of eyes staring directly up at you.

you take out one headphone, watching chris as he runs back up the stairs and slams his paper down on your desk infront of you. "you need to tutor me." "w-what?" you say as your voice comes out scratchy due to how long you haven't talked.

"please. you're the smartest 'n the class. 'm not gonna be able to play in next week's match if i don' get a C or higher on the next test." "um alright." you nod softly looking down at his hand infront of you that was gripping the desk so tightly and caused his knuckles to turn white.

"can i get your number? jus' so we can talk about where we can meet." he says as he takes his phone out of his pocket and hands it to you. you nod and take the phone, your glasses falling slightly down your nose in the process. he notices this and lifts them back up gently. "there ya' go, honey." he says, much gentler than before as your face flushes and you type your number into his phone.

he notices your shyness, but decides to not say anything about it. you hand back his phone, your fingers grazing over each others. "ill text you soon, yeah?" he says as he steps back and takes his paper as he looks down at you waiting for your response. you nod and let out a simple hum. he smiles and mutters a "thank you" before walking down the stairs once again, out of the room.

your gaze follows him out of the room before you and the professor are the last ones in the room, and you stand up, storming down the steps. "jack, seriously? you just had to make the chris sturniolo talk to me and force me to be his tutor? cmon. thought you were better than that." he just simply shrugs. "relax, kid. chris is nice when he wants to be. he was the one who asked me first if you're a good tutor, and i just recommended you. that's all. its also a good experience to help put yourself out there. your mom asked me to help put more opportunities in front of you. now, pack up your stuff. you staying here for lunch or you going out? i have a couple more things i need you to help grade on."

mr.smith, or known as jack to you, is your uncle on your mom's side. hes you helped you decide your major in business, and hes always trying to get you out of your shell. no one besides the two of you know that you guys are related, and he grades you like everyone else. you just happen to get all A's. you also stayed in his class during lunch and talk like never before, and help him grade assignments.

later on, you're in your dorm, thankfully by yourself as you didnt get assigned a roommate and huddled in bed, reading. chris hasnt left your mind all day, and he still hasnt texted. right when you decided to call it a night and in the process of turning off your bedside light, your phone dings. "fuck." you mutter as you sigh and pick up your phone. a random number pops up and below is a text.

"hey honey, its chris. can i come over now???"

you roll your eyes, typing away.

"chris its 11 already, i was about to go to sleep.."

"please. i know its late but this is one of the only times im free. we'll be quick, promise."

"fine. im in dorm 11 in building 453. code to get in is 5678."

"ill be there soon. :)"

you sigh, standing up and putting your glasses back on. you had no urge to impress chris, but felt it was more than polite to just tidy up. you put on a pair of shorts and sat in your bed with your computer infront of you, as you sit in a tanktop and silk pajama shorts, patiently waiting for him.

your thoughts are interrupted at a knock as you let out a soft, "come in." he lets himself in, smiling softly at you, and you didnt miss the way his eyes raked over your body. "hey." he says as he shuts the door, setting his stuff down on your desk. you smile softly, looking down at your computer.

"you wanna work on your bed or at the desk?" he says as he sits down on your fluffy desk chair. you shrug. he sighs, grabbing his stuff and walking over to sit next to you on your bed, sliding his shoes off on the side. your knees bump against each other and he makes no move to move his.

"so, mr. smith said you were the smartest in the class and could really help me. 's that right now?" he says as he smirks and leans on his arm that was against his leg. you shrug once again, mentally cursing out your uncle. "um, i guess." you say, not louder than a whisper, even though you were in the comfort of your own room.

"'s okay, honey. no need to be scared of me. im jus' complimenting you 'n acknowledging your smartness or whateva' 's called." you laugh softly at this and he smirks once again. "im not scared." you say softly, looking up at him through your glasses. "no? then why cant you talk to me, hon?" you shrug once again.

"i don' really talk to anyone." you embarrassingly admit. "you should. 'm sure all the boys would be after you if you did. you're beautiful, y'know that right?" he says as he sits up again, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

you were aware this was most definitely a tactic of his to get into girls' beds, but you couldn't pull away. you shrug once again. "hm. wan' me to prove to you how pretty ya' are?" you nod without hesitation and he smirks as he leans in and kisses your lips softly, humming against them. his hand falls to your hip as you lean back, gripping your soft comforter under you.

he pulls away and sets your computer and his papers on the floor next to you and he turns back to you, reaching under your shirt, rubbing his hands around your hips and stomach as he kisses you again. you shudder from his cold hands but quickly lean back into the kiss. you pull away as you feel his hands, go further up. "'m a virgin." you quickly admit as he smiles again, reaching for your glasses, taking them off and putting them to the side.

"thats alright, baby. dont worry about it. ill take real good care of you." he says as he rubs your cheek. "do you trus' me?" you nod and he reaches for your shirt, lifting it over your body. his eyes rake over your bare chest as he smirks and leans down and kisses all over your chest.

you gasp as your head falls back, your hair falling down your back as he kisses around your soft tits, and licks the bud of one before sucking on it as you moan softly and he hums against it at your reaction.

as time goes on, your mind cant even process how you got in this position. you were under chris as the both of you were naked and he's been teasing you with his tip against your folds for the past 10 minutes.

"cmon baby. i know you can use your words. say what you wan', 'n ill give it to you." he says as he smiles at your stubbornness despite you being crazy shy. you shake your head no as you cant even imagine yourself asking chris for his dick.

he sighs, shaking his head as he grabs his length tapping it against your clit, and sliding it through your folds which was practically dripping now. "then you aren't gettin' it." he shrugs as he looks down at your already tired face despite barely doing anything.

"f-fine. please put it in me, chris." you practically whisper. he tuts as he shakes his head again. "needa be louder than that. i know you can." you let out a choked sob at his words. "shh dont cry, baby." he coos as he leans over, wiping your tears, still not letting his smirk off his face. "jus' needa hear you say it a bit louder, that's all." "chris please put it in me!" you yell as he nods, smiling. "thereee we go." he says he starts stretching you out, inch by inch, shushing your whines and hisses while whispering sweet praises to you.

he finally bottoms out, and stays still until you give him permission to move. he notices the bulge in your belly and almost cums on the spot. he accidentally thrusts slightly into you as you let out a hiss. "sh-shit. sorry baby." you disregard his sorry as you shake your head. "you can move." you let out with a breath. he nods. "let me know if you wan' me to stop." you nod as he starts moving in and out of you at an unbelievably slow pace.

after a bit, you allow your pain to turn into pleasure. "go faster." "yeah? you sure?" you nod as he begins moving in and out of your soft hole faster than before, grabbing your hips for stability. you moan as you grab the sheets next to you as he continues going faster.

"f-fuck. squeezing me so damn tight, baby. 'm not gonna last much longer." "me either!" you say as you let out a almost pornographic moan as his hips slam into yours, and your bedframe repeatedly hits the wall. you know for sure your poor neighbors could obviously tell what was happening, but you nor chris paid any attention, purely focused on the pleasure created within each other.

"'m gonna cum, chris." you say as you clench around him. "me too. wan' me inside you?" you nod rapidly as he nods letting out a breathy laugh at your eagerness. with a final moan, you come done all over him as your thighs shake. chris thrusts a couple more times before groaning and stopping his movements, burying himself inside you as white spurts fill you.

as he finishes, he pulls out and notices cum sliding out of you, and he lets his finger collect it all and push it back into you, causing a wince to come out of your mouth. "sorry, didnt want any goin' to waste." he says as he chuckles.

his body falls down next to you as the two of you catch your breath. "y'alright?" he says softly as he traces shapes over your stomach and kisses your shoulder softly. you can only let out a hum and a nod and he nods back. "we gotta figure out another time to study, but cant promise i actually will after this." he chuckles again as you roll your eyes. you look down at your body, and embarrassment flows through you at the sight of your naked body being completely in the open, and open for chris to see.

"chris y'gotta go, its late." you say softly. "wan' me to leave already? damn was i that bad?" he says with a chuckle as he sits up on his elbow. you shake your head no immediately. "n-no. not at all. its just getting late and i need to be up for work early tomorrow." he nods, understanding. "alright." he lets his feet fall to the ground as he puts his clothes back on and you let your blanket fall over your body. "ill see you later, yeah?" he states as he collects his papers off the floor and stands up, brushing a hand through his hair.

you nod, humming. "y-yeah. we'll figure out a time you can actually study." he laughs at this, nodding. "sure, baby. see you." and with that, he walks out, leaving you only with your thoughts, but not with chris, but with how you lost your fucking virginity.

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[kirislovelygf]

drunk new year’s eve w/sevika !!

contents: just a lil blurb i thought of since it’s new years and i’m bored

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it’s new year’s eve in zaun, an unnecessary but convenient reason to get black out drunk with your friends and loved ones.

your friends all went out together but you wanted to spend the evening with sevika. you both made dinner together before drinking.

it was nearing midnight and you both waited in your living room. after the first couple shots, it was hard to keep track of how many followed.

sevika couldn’t handle her alcohol for a good while before even getting tipsy but you were a different story.

just a couple shots in and you were slurring compliments and sweet praises while sitting pretty in sevika’s lap.

“i think you look good all the time.” you said to her.

“really?”

“yeah!”

“i feel old.” she said to you, a bit tipsy herself.

“whaat? that’s crazy, you could run a marathon.” you chuckled.

what sevika loved most about you being drunk is how you flirted with her as if you haven’t been dating two years now.

“you’re sweet.” she said to you.

“so is this drink. i’m getting another one.” you said, swinging your legs over her one thigh to stumble into the kitchen.

“you know what? hell yeah.” sevika muttered following you.

you picked up one of the plenty bottles on the countertop and spilled a bit pouring some into your glass.

sevika came up behind you and gently took the bottle.

“here.. if i let you do it, you’re gonna spill the whole thing .” sevika chuckled lowly. you smiled at her before jumping up to sit on the counter.

you watched her arm move for what felt like hours. you could watch her muscles in motion forever if given the choice.

“here you go.” sevika handed you your glass, brining you out of your trance.

“such a sweetheart.” you smiled. sevika chuckled under her breath before the two of you go back to the couch.

sevika sat in the middle with her flesh arm over your shoulder.

“you’re so pretty.. i’m so lucky..” you mumbled, slurring your words together.

“so are you.” sevika hummed. she loved seeing your rosy cheeks whenever you were drunk. but just for a while before she took you to bed.

not sexually. she would just tuck you in and put your teddy bear next to you under the covers.

“i like you a lot. did ya know that?” you said, leaning your head on her broad shoulder and looking up at her face.

“aw, do you? how much do you like me?”

“i like youu.. umm, like how i like alcohol.” you said as you reached for your drink that sat on the coffee table.

sevika let out a deep laughs as you took a good long sip. you grunted at the fiery spice at the back of your throat.

“take it easy.. you should be conscious enough to welcome the new year.” she chuckled.

“i don’t care bout that.. just wanna hang out with you.” you hummed.

you gripped her chin with your hand to bring her face down to your level before you left kisses all over her cheek.

your tinted lipstick left marks all over her scarred face.

sevika just let you run your course before you placed a kiss on her lips. she kissed you back and let out a quiet laugh as you gripped her shirt collar and almost brought her down on top of you.

suddenly, you both heard the crowds of zaun on the ground from outside counting down from 12.

you gasped looking over at the balcony,

you jumped up and almost fell as you ran over to the open balcony of your apartment.

“look, vika! it’s almost midnight.” you screamed excitedly.

sevika laughs lightly before going to join you.

she watched you in your pure childish joy as you counted down to midnight and then jumped and cheered when fireworks went off in the distance.

you wrapped your arms around her body and she put and arm over your shoulder.

“happy new year, vika.” you smiled up at her.

she leaned down to kiss you briefly. “happy new year, my love.” she then kissed the top of your head before you both looked up to watch the colorful fireworks.

after the firework show, you talked sevika’s ear off for another hour before falling asleep on top of her.

sevika, as she always did, put you to bed in your pajamas and a teddy bear in hand.

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[daceydeath]

I Want to Watch (Part 8)

Pairing: Wooyoung x Reader x Seonghwa x San Word Count: 4.7K Genre: Pure Filth Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Swearing, Explicit Activities

Wooyoung has a brilliant idea he just needs some of the demon line to help him bring the plan together

a/n: Happy New Year my loves. Thank you so much for your love and support for 2024 you are all the most wonderful souls there are xx

Watching Wooyoung perform was one of your favorite things watching him be loved and adored by his precious Atiny and seeing him be free to do exactly what he was born to do made you so happy. But watching the the others now was very different to how it had been before each powerful hip thrust and sensual body roll had you pressing your thighs together tightly remembering how good each of them felt when they had been with you and throw in the way Seonghwa and San performed when they went into full performance mode you could feel your face getting hot and your underwear sticking to you.

You had a spot on the barricade like you always did when they had a concert that you could attend. None of Atiny knew you existed so you played the part of an excited fan and chatted with them always comparing favorite songs and choreographies with them. Tonight was different though the air felt heavier than normal and there was also the fact that after Wooyoung had found you in the crowd you noticed how much more the boys would come to that part of the stage when they were flirting with the crowd. At one point Wooyoung and San were having a competition as to who could make the crowd scream louder as they continually rolled their hips six feet from you, after the MATZ performance where you were sure they were doing this on purpose if the devilish look in both Seonghwa and Hongjoong's eyes held any meaning so you waited with baited breath for the security to come and escort you backstage to where your boyfriend would be waiting along with his delicious members.

"You were amazing Woo" you grinned letting him wrap his arms around you and pull you against him peppering your face with kisses.

"Did you like it? We changed a few things in a couple of the choreographies to make it hotter" he grinned hands sliding down your back to squeeze your arse.

"Believe me I noticed" you smirked playfully hitting his shoulder to get him to let go of you "but you really need to shower my love, you stink".

"Aww let me fuck you first? then I only have to shower once" he purred against your ear quietly making goosebumps erupt across your skin.

"Nope" you popped your lips as you enunciated the word "You can just shower twice".

"You just want to flirt with the others" he pouted prettily, making you reach up to kiss him again, this time letting your lips linger.

"No I'm not despite how much you told them to drive me insane" you tilted your head and raised an eyebrow at him as he dissolved into giggles and walked towards the showers. You sat on one of the couches to wait for him watching everyone take photos and get ready for the send off. San was drying his hair having already showered and Mingi was putting on rings he hadn't worn onstage. Hongjoong plopped down on the chair across from you, drinking deeply from a plastic cup.

"Did you enjoy the show?" he smiled cheekily, the tip of his tongue tracing his top teeth.

"Very much" you nodded, throwing his mischievous energy right back at him making him chuckle deeply. "But I always do".

"That's good sweetheart, we tried to look our best for you" Seonghwa grinned sitting beside you while their managers fussed around getting things finalized and packed up.

"I noticed, was that your idea or my beloved Wooyoung's?" you played along like it was just casual conversation and not blatant flirting from the two eldest members "the demon line was out for blood tonight".

"I wouldn't say blood" Hongjoong drawled sensually, his eyes darkening as you bit your lip softly.

"More like cum" San whispered against the shell of your ear, you hadn't even noticed him moving towards you too enthralled by the other two. You jumped slightly hearing him chuckle deeply behind you, his hands moving to grab your shoulders gently "Sorry princess, didn't mean to scare you".

"Pricks the lot of you" you grumbled as Seonghwa and Hongjoong joined in laughing along with San.

"After the send off I think your precious Wooyoung has something he wants to ask you?" San continued rubbing his hands along the tops of your arms teasingly.

"Of course he does" you smirked as their managers started getting the others ready to head out again.

You sat on your phone watching the TikToks appear as Atiny's uploaded clips of the members signing photocards and answering questions, and the odd one of them flirting shamelessly, you couldn't help but laugh at how other Atiny responded the endless thirsty replies were hilarious. But you couldn't help but notice something naughty lingering in Wooyoung's eyes in each and every clip where he played up for the camera, something you couldn't quite put your finger on. You heard Jongho and Yeosang come back signaling the end of the send off knowing that meant you would be heading out sometime in the next half an hour but you couldn't help the nerves that started fluttering in your tummy at the various thoughts of what was to come. When your boyfriend returned he was looking at you with dark hungry eyes, his hands latching onto your hips as he held you close to him.

"We're not going back to the dorm tonight baby, and you are definitely not sleeping" he purred in your ear teasingly rubbing circles into your hip with his thumb.

"Alright" you swallowed hard trying to keep your face neutral "Did I need to go home to get anything?".

"Nah I bought stuff for you from the dorm. I have something planned that I hope you will be ok with" he kissed the shell of your ear making a shiver run down your spine you were already intrigued but now you were down right horny the thought of more than one of them fucking you was getting you wetter than you really should be.

"What have you planned, Woo?" you asked shakily clenching your legs together one more to ease the dull ache forming in your core.

"You will have to wait and see baby" he cooed letting you go and moving to grab his bags ready to leave. You followed the managers moving to get into one of the vans that was waiting so that the waiting fans wouldn't see you. Sitting in the back of the van you fiddled with your shirt you hadn't been expecting anything to happen after a performance Wooyoung only usually had energy for a quicky to get the last of his adrenaline so you weren't even wearing anything particularly sexy. Your thoughts were broken by the door sliding open and Seonghwa stepping in followed by San and finally your mischievous boyfriend, their eyes all looking you over in a way that was far too predatory for you to not flush with desire. San was the one that moved to the spot beside you, his hand sliding up your thigh until he was cupping your core, the warmth of his hand making you unconsciously spread your thighs for him.

"Acting like a little slut already?" Wooyoung mused his voice deep as he watched you flush deepen "Letting almost anyone touch you now huh?"

"No, Woo just who you let touch me" you whimpered needily embarrassed that you were getting riled up so easily.

"That's right baby only who I let touch you and right now that's all three of us" he giggled evilly making your eyes widen and San put more pressure against you the heel of his hand grinding against your folds.

"Are you going to be a good girl?" Seonghwa smiled sexily "let us all play with your pretty little pussy?".

"I'll be so good for you" you whined rolling your hips against San's hand only for him to pull it away from you.

"Nah uh princess you are not in control tonight" San scolded playfully, his voice dangerously low. You pouted your wide eyes looking at him pleadingly.

"Aww so cute sweetheart" Seonghwa soothed his honey voice filling you with warmth. The van pulled up suddenly, your eyes darting around to figure out where you were making Wooyoung laugh at you.

"You are so easy to distract baby" he snickered putting his mask on and covering his head with his hood the others all following suit as they got out of the van and walked into the hotel lobby you bringing up the rear the way one of their managers would as Wooyoung walked over to the reception desk to check in.

"Why are we at a hotel?" you whispered to San your brows furrowed in confusion.

"So we don't get any noise complaints silly princess" San answered like it was obvious making you close your mouth quickly. Wooyoung collected the key and you all followed him towards the elevator letting him press the button to the room's floor.

"When we get to the room you should go change while we set everything up baby, is that ok?" your boyfriend asked softly.

"Only if you tell me what is happening afterwards" you swallowed "I know you have all agreed on something but I haven't yet" you added your tone hushed.

"Of course" your boyfriend answered sweetly "We just need you ready before we start anything then if you want to change what is happening we will".

"We will never do anything you don't like sweetheart" Seonghwa murmured.

"Yeah, only things that you will really like" San continued winking at you in the mirrored door of the elevator interior. You rolled your eyes and followed Wooyoung out into the hall which was surprisingly short.

"Huh?" you blinked as Wooyoung opened one of only two doors in the hall.

"This is the penthouse baby, we can make as much noise as we like and no one will complain" he answered your unasked question before kissing you lightly and giving you the duffle bag he was carrying "Your clothes and stuff are in there".

You wandered into the bedroom dropping the bag on the bed and opening it to find that your sweet and incredibly horny boyfriend had packed almost every set of underwear you had kept as his place. Every set that he determined to be his favorite had been packed. You selected a light pink set that came with a garter belt that made you feel sexy when you wore it and covered yourself with one of Wooyoung's shirts so that none of them would see it until you were ready. Walking back to the seating area of the suit you found San and Wooyoung shirtless and Seonghwa with his unbuttoned only and a camera sitting on a tripod in the middle of the room.

"Why is there a camera?" you stopped in your tracks feeling trepidation tinge your excitement.

"I wondered if you would be happy making a little movie for me" Wooyoung smiled softly moving towards you to cup your face "for when I'm on tour and stuff".

“Well that depends” you batted your eyelashes trying to look as innocent as possible while wetting your lower lip with the tip of your tongue “What will I be doing in this movie of yours?”.

“Well I thought perhaps I’ll film it and you can work out what you would like to do with my very eager members” Wooyoung grinned, kissing you slowly, his hands creeping down your body to lift the hem of his shirt to expose your hips.

“Fuck princess you always wear the cutest little things” San purred sliding his hands around your waist and tugging you from your boyfriends grasp his lips finding the skin of your neck kissing and teasing your sensative flesh.

“Couldn’t agree more” Seonghwa hummed his lips coming to claim yours fiercely, his kisses far more passionate while Wooyoung moved away to pick up the camera.

“Shall we see where this goes?” Wooyoung chuckled teasingly.

San eagerly ran his hands up your body taking the oversized shirt that was covering you with them exposing the rest of you to Seonghwa before he helped pull it over your head gently. While Seonghwa was more than happy cupping your breasts and letting his lips wander against your neck and down to your collarbone and chest.

"So fucking pretty baby" Wooyoung cooed from across the room the camera already focused on you while you shivered in their grasp.

"The prettiest" Seonghwa agreed, mouthing at the flesh of your tits.

"The most perfect" San continued claiming your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue sliding against yours as he licked into your mouth. You whimpered as the pair of them each made you feel like you were the luckiest girl on the planet.

"I think San should fuck her first" Seonghwa breathed heavily tweaking your nipples through the pink lace. San didn't say anything, merely spinning you to face him so he could pick you up and carry you to the couch so he could sit with you straddling his thighs and keep you as close as possible as he teased you.

"Sannie" you whispered needily nibbling his bottom lip as he grabbed your arse harshly.

"Fuck how can you already be this wet we have barely touched you" San groaned lifting you off his lap slightly you realized to let Wooyoung film you better.

"Like you didn't expect this after how you performed tonight?" you teased playing up for them all. "You were all hot, half dressed and dancing like you were already fucking me". Seonghwa laughed musically behind you lounging on another couch adding to the deep chuckle that emanated from San's wide chest.

"Glad you noticed princess" he smirked his fingers tracing your wet folds through the flimsy ` fabric making you wiggle in his lap, your hips chasing his fingertips "We had to make sure you were paying attention".

"Sannie, please" you whined softly rolling your hips tentatively against his digits.

“Such a good girl when you want to be” Wooyoung murmured quietly.

San kissed his way down your neck while sliding the lace aside as teasingly tracing your slit before sinking one finger inside of you smirking against you as you mewled softly and pushed your hips against him. Torturously he took his time dragging it against your walls not letting you have the pleasure you were trying to get from him as you rolled your hips again to push him deeper. 

“So impatient sweetheart” Seonghwa tutted, making you look back at him with wide doe eyes.

“Attention only on me princess” San tutted, slipping his finger back out of you completely leaving you empty.

“Please Sannie. I will be good. I promise” you begged already too desperate for one of them to actually fuck you after the teasing from the concert, the car ride and now.

“I’m not sure I believe you princess” San purred, moving you out of his lap and turning you so you were now bent over the arm of the couch. You whimpered in anticipation only to jump and squeak when his hand came down sharply to slap your left cheek leaving it stinging before he squeezed it gently to soothe it making you swallow hard and your walls clench around nothing all three of them chuckled at the flush that covered your face as San’s hand came down harshly again against the right cheek this time a sharp gasp falling from your lips as the damp patch on your underwear grew before their eyes.

“Oh sweetheart, who knew you were going to like to be punished?” Seonghwa groaned, palming himself through his pants. Wooyoung was looking desperate like he needed to touch himself but didn’t want to put the camera down as he filmed the pink handprints forming on your arse.

“Fuck I am going to have to start spanking you baby” Wooyoung agreed leaving his own light spank against you making you almost hum.

“Put the camera on the table Woo, I’ve got an idea” San grinned, pulling you upright and helping you towards the glass sliding panels that separated the lounge from the entryway. “I’d fuck you against the windows princess but I’m not sure your boyfriend would let me show you off like that”.

Pushing your chest against the glass San pulled off his sweats and lowered himself to the carpet behind you pulling your underwear aside and pushing his tongue inside your weeping hole making you moan loudly, his fingers digging into your hips to hold you still as he licked and sucked at your clit before pumping his tongue inside you again.

“God Sannie, more” you cried pressing your hips further against his face while he lapped at you frantically causing the heat in your belly to begin rising rapidly. San didn’t answer, he simply stood quickly and lined himself up bottoming out inside you with one long deep thrust almost knocking the breath from you.

“Princess” San grunted deeply, slowly rolling his hips against you for a moment to let you adjust and let your boyfriend get in position to put the camera down before slamming into you roughly and making you groan. “So tight and wet for me”.

“Always Sannie” you gasped resting your face against the cool glass as he continued to roughly rut into you each thrust kissing your cervix in a way that was making you dizzy “Sannie”.

“Good girl princess, take what I give you” San almost snarled his hips slapping against your skin loudly as the wet squelch of your pussy swallowing him filled the quiet room. 

“You look gorgeous like this baby” Wooyoing whispered, stroking himself in time with San’s hips bucking against his hand as you wailed wantonly.

“Going to let me fill you up all night princess?” San moaned his pace still rough and deep as kissed the back of your neck and shoulders.

“Please Sannie, please” you sobbed your walls quivering with how close you were “want your cum”.

“Fuck princess” San groaned biting down on your shoulder lightly licking and sucking a mark there.

“San. Wooyoung. San. San” you called as your walls clamped down around San, your legs shaking so wildly that San wrapped his arm around your waist to hold you up. “Fuck San”. You could feel your vision blur as tears pricked your eyes and your arousal dripped from you coating your thighs and San while he continued to roll his hips chasing his own high.

“Princess, fuck” he shouted slaming his hips against you and holding you closely against his as the warmth of his seed filled you.

Oh my god baby” Woo breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling as hard as yours “I’ve never seen you squirt like that”. You couldn’t answer, you just let San carefully pull himself from you and scoop you up into his arms.

“That was unexpected” Seonghwa stared hungrily at you before moving towards one of their bags and pulling out a bottle of water and some wet wipes to clean you up with. “I think we need to give you a minute before I have my turn huh?”.

Sipping the water slowly you let Seonghwa clean you up not minding that his touches lingered and turned from the act of helping you from being a mess to massaging your thighs and hips then anywhere else he could reach. The haze that had filled your head after San had finished with you started to lift and before you could even realize you were letting soft little noises fall from your swollen lips.

“That’s it sweetheart, let me take good care of you” Seonghwa whispered sultrily hovering over you as he kissed from your stomach to your breasts gently biting and licking at your soft body.

“Mmmhmm” you hummed, nodding lazily as he let his tongue lick at your nipple through the almost sheer lace of your bra arching into him when his teeth grazed the hardened bud. 

Will you give me what you gave Sannie?” he continued taking your other nipple into his mouth and suckling at it, making your breath hitch.

“Yes Hwa” you answered breathily, your fingers sliding into his hair to scratch at his scalp. Seonghwa repeated his previous action grazing his teeth on your sensitive nipple as he slid his fingers into your underwear circling your clit with feather light touches to make you squirm. 

“Can’t believe she can still be so responsive after you fucked her like that” Wooyoung muttered to San who just shrugged watching you move so gracefully for his hyung.

“I want her again after Hwa” San grinned wolfishly, making you whimper and buck against Seonghwa’s fingers.

“Don’t be greedy Sannie” Seonghwa smirked, kissing his way to your now throbbing and desperate pussy.

“Hwa, need you” You breathed softly your hand still carding through his hair making his stop and kiss your thigh chastely.

“You’ll have me sweets don’t worry” His voice sweet as he kissed your pubic mound. As soon as his tongue touched your clit you were moaning loudly, the overstimulation pushing you to your limit. The wet muscle swirling around your puffy slit and sensitive bud were instantly too much and not enough at the same time. Gripping his hair tighter you rolled your hips against his face, your head flopping back on the couch cushions as he finally plunged it inside you. 

“Fuck” your boyfriend grunted moving so he could get a better angle to film you from as Seonghwa devoured you like he was a man dying of thirst and you were the only source of water to sake that thirst. Slurping and sucking every drop of your juices he could get from you. Wrapping his pretty hands around your thighs Seonghwa pulled you even closer to him grunting as you clawed at his hair.

“Hwa, please, don't stop, please” you babbled rocking your hips even harder against his face hiccuping as you moaned. Seonghwa groaned against you, sucking your clit between his lips to suckle it, roughly pushing two of his fingers into you to pump into your walls in time with his tongue. “Seonghwa” You sobbed, coming undone on his face as your eyes rolled back in your head.

“Good girl sweets” Seonghwa praised, pulling his face away from your twitching core but letting his fingers continue to pump lazily into you to continue your pleasure. “Do you think you can move? Or should I carry you?” 

You opened your mouth to answer only to have your words cut off by a gasp and Seonghwa pressed his thumb against your clit making your legs twitch involuntarily while he snickered scooping you into his arms and taking you into the bedroom where he placed you gently in the centre of the bed your face pressed into the crisp white sheets. Seonghwa’s fingers trailed lightly down your spine making you shiver. You heard Wooyoung and San come in and the click of something plastic but you couldn’t concentrate, lost in the feeling of Seonghwa’s touch on your burning skin.

“Hongjoong told me your arse his heaven sweets” he purred sexily both of his thumbs now pressing into the flesh above your hip bones.

“Fuck yes” your boyfriend hissed lowly his voice thick with desire again.

“How about you be a good girl and suck Sannie’s cock while I get you prepped?” Seonghwa chuckled watching you get to your hands and knees and open your mouth to let your tongue poke out ready for San to let you have his dick again.

“Such a good little slut baby” Woo cooed moving so he could get a good shot of you taking San into your waiting mouth. San’s wicked grin only faulted when you circled the blush pink head dipping the tip into his already pre cum drooling slit.

“Fuck yeah princess” he groaned gutterally sliding himself along your tongue until he was almost touching the back of your throat. You gasped as you felt the cold drop of lube drip onto your puckered hole, accidentally gagging yourself on San’s length.

“Aww is someone too excited to have a cock in both ends?” Seonghwa teased his thumb slowly pushing inside of you carefully.

“Focus on me princess and just relax” San coaxed cupping your cheek with his strong hand and guiding you to help you get your rhythm back. You couldn’t help swirling your tongue around him again as he began to pull himself back from your mouth only to have him moan deeply and sink himself back into your warm mouth “Your mouth is perfect”.

Breathing deeply through your nose you tried to ignore the slight pleasure that was coming from Seonghwa’s fingers as he sank another into you stretching you further and focus on getting San’s cock as far down your throat as you can humming and swallowing around the tip as your nosed brushed the soft skin of his torso.

“Shit, princess” San hissed, threading his fingers into your hair and rolling his hips against your lips “You going to swallow every drop?”. You moaned unable to do much else as San fucked your throat gently your saliva dripping from your stretched lips and onto your chin as he sped up. His hips stuttered slightly as he got closer to filing your throat up.

“Good girl sweets” Seonghwa praised slipping his fingers from you and replacing them with the head of his dick prodding your hole just enough for it to stretch for him but not enough to actually enter you. You whined pathetically tears forming in the corners of your eyes as you looked up as San.

“Made just for us” San rasped, his voice tight, his head dropping forward as he stiffened on your tongue flooding your throat and mouth with thick spurts of cum. You could hear your boyfriends affirmative whine as you swallowed everything San gave you and opened your mouth to show him. Seonghwa took that as his permission to push himself inside you, your eyes rolling back in your head as he filled your tight hole, his fingers finding your clit to keep you feeling good as you adjusted to him.

“Oh my god Hwa” you whimpered, your arms giving out causing you to fall forward onto the bed.

“Fuck” Seonghwa grunted harshly pulling your hips back towards him and thrusting slowly and deeply. “You’re unreal, perfect, fuck you’re a goddess” he gushed each word punctuated by a roll of his hips.

“Shit I want her arse next time we do this” San panted from where he was flopped on the bed beside you.

“Hwa” you called, your voice muffled by the bedding as he continued to thrust deeper inside of you, his fingers continuing to circle your puffy and oversensitive clit.

“I’m not going to last long sweetheart” Seonghwa moaned loudly, snapping his hips against you, the sharp snap of skin against skin filling the room between the sounds of heavy breathing and the wet sounds of your used body.

“Fuck dude, that’s so hot” Wooyoung groaned making you turn your head to see him tugging his cock in time with Seonghwa’s hips as he filmed the two of you. You felt Seonghwa’s hips start to stutter as he sped up his fingers pinching and flicking your clit until you almost cried.

“Seonghwa” you sobbed as your orgasm washed over you suddenly making your whole body shake and spasm.

“Fuck Sweetheart…fuck” Seonghwa yelled cumming hard as you clenched around him, you could feel his hot seed filling you as he held you in place shallowly rolling his hips to prolong his pleasure. 

“Jesus Christ” San groaned, helping you lower your body to the bed, your leg muscles still twitching as Seonghwa cleaned himself up and grabbed you something to drink. Wooyoung grinned at you brilliantly, finally putting down the camera and pulling you into his arms.

“Love you” he whispered into your hair, kissing your temple.

“Love you Woo” you panted softly.

“I think we might all have to shower together after that” Seonghwa chuckled while carefully sitting himself on Wooyoung’s other side “Not sure you should stand by yourself for a while”. 

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Always & Forever

Pairing: Kim Hongjoong x Reader

Warning: Angst, Hurt feelings, Smut (unprotected, oral f. receiving) 18+ ONLY. MDNI

Summary: You broke up with Hongjoong, thinking it was the best thing to do. But it wasn't and only left you both broken.

Word Count: 3.7k

A/N: Merry Christmas, @potatomountain !! Here is your secret santa gift! I hope you enjoy! I promise it's not all sad! ♡

Networks: @ksmutsociety @mirohs-aurora-society

“Is he going? For sure?” You turn to ask your friend, Soomi, who stood beside you smoothing out your dress. Even though you were getting ready, you still weren't sure if you were even going to attend this wedding. You wanted to go, you wanted to support two of your friends and their decision to get married, but if Hongjoong was going to be there, you didn't know if you were going to be able to be in the same room as him.

It had only been a couple months since you ended things with him, and to say you regret your decision everyday was an understatement. You missed him, his touch, his laugh, even just the presence of him that made you feel so safe and loved. Leaving him was the hardest thing you had ever done but you did it for him. Hongjoong's career with his group was taking off, the group was gaining momentum, media exposure and he was spending a lot of his time in the studio, filming music videos, doing interviews and his time for you continued to dwindle. You could see how much it was bothering him to not see you as much and to be honest, you didn't want to start to resent him for his lack of time and attention. You knew he loved you, and you loved him but to just love someone from afar wasn't enough. You knew that he wouldn't be the one that would end things with you. He would continue to kill himself trying to do everything for his group and still try to make time for you.

So you did it for him.

You went about it in the wrong way, instead of sitting down to talk to him, one night when he came home late, you decided to pick a fight about his lack of care and attention, knowing this would likely be the last time you would be around him. And it fucking hurt.

“What do you mean you're done?” He asks, setting his keys down on the table. You sat there with your arms crossed, trying to keep your face neutral.

“I can't do this anymore. You're never around. I don't get to see you, I barely talk to you anymore. I feel like I'm single, I might as well actually be single.” You yell.

You watch as his shoulders slouch, he looks at the ground, sniffling.

“Baby.” Hongjoong begins. “I'm doing this for us… for our future. Just… just give me some time and I promise I'll have some time off.” He says.

“I don't have any more time to give.” You murmur. “It's been long enough. I'm fucking lonely.” You whisper.

“Please.” He begs.

You needed to sell it. You needed him to stop. You needed to get able to go and make sure he wasn't going to try and stop you.

“Can we talk it out? Please.” He asks.

“Hongjoong, stop.” You sigh.

“Y/N, baby, please don't do this to me. Please don't leave me.” He cries, walking towards you.

“I don't love you anymore, Hongjoong.” You scream, tears spilling down your cheeks. He stops in his tracks. His eyes are wide, his mouth hanging open slightly. He stumbles back as he stares at you. Your hand flies over your mouth.

“I-” You pause. “I'm sorry.” You whisper, pushing your chair back. You run outside of the apartment, slamming the front door behind you. Leaving the man you loved more than anything, shattered, broken and alone.

You hadn't seen him since that night, and the thought of seeing him in the flesh was a terrifying thought.

“Yeah, he is.” Soomi tells you.

You take a deep breath as you finish getting ready. You were going to go. There's always a chance of seeing him while you're out, you might as well do it in a setting where you can semi control the interactions. You were sure you'd be able to avoid him, or any general area that he was in. You were strong.

“Are you still coming?” She asks.

You nod your head. Your throat was dry, you didn't think you could even whisper a yes in the moment. Nerves were taking over your body as you put the finishing touches on your favorite wedding outfit, your hair done the exact way you liked it.

You sighed loudly as you stared at yourself in the mirror, wondering if Hongjoong was thinking about you right now like you were about him. You hoped he was, even if he was thinking about how much he hated you.

“Ready?” Soomi asks, nudging you with her shoulder, bringing you out of your thoughts. You smiled at her, again nodding yes as you followed her out the front door. The two of you head down to the front entrance of the complex, to the waiting cab sitting out front.

The entire drive to the venue you felt like you couldn't breathe. Earlier you were a little excited at the thought of possibly seeing him but now you weren't so sure about it. What if he yelled at you in front of everyone? What if he cursed you out? What if he took one look at you and turned around and left? There were a million scenarios that ran through your head on the 45 minute drive. You felt like you were going to pass out.

It took Soomi a few minutes to break you out of your silent panic once you arrived outside the venue. She squeezes your hand in support as the two of you walk into the beautiful and large chapel. Hongjoong is suddenly erased from your mind for a few moments as you take in the beautifully decorated venue. You smile and wave at other friends who were already seated for the ceremony. You looked around and didn't see Hongjoong. You felt your body relax, as you chatted with friends, while you all waited for the music to start.

Once it did and there was still no sign of Hongjoong you were able to relax even more. He slipped from your mind once again as the groomsmen, the groom, flower girl and bridesmaids began walking down the aisle. You all smiled and stood up as the music changed and your gorgeous friend walked down the red carpeted aisle with her father. She looked so beautiful and so happy, walking down to her future husband who stood there in awe of her. And just like that, your mind flashes back to Hongjoong and the memories of him telling you that he was going to marry you and give you everything you'd ever need and or want.

“I only want you.” You giggled.

How that was still so fucking true. It was him. It always was him, and it always would be. And if it was meant to be, the two of you would be able to find your ways back to each other.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife!” The priest smiles. “You may kiss your bride!”

The church erupts with cheers and clapping as they share their first kiss as husband and wife, walking down the aisle, hand in hand, grinning from ear to ear.

“Let's go get a drink.” You whisper to yourself friends, all of you giggling as the crowd leaves the ceremony, heading to the reception across the street. The first thing you do is head to the bar, ordering drinks for your table. You turn around, leaning against the bar, watching everyone mingle, seeing the bride and groom happily sit with each other, talking to guests. You were so happy you decided to come along, as it turned out there was nothing for you to even worry about.

Until there was.

You turned around to grab the drinks and head back to your table, and while on your way, you almost dropped all 5 drinks in your hands. Hongjoong walks into the bar. He was wearing an all black suit, his shirt unbuttoned a little. His hair was now black, slicked back and he looked so fucking good.

The two of you lock eyes, your heart begins to race. Did you smile at him? Talk to him? Nod? Do nothing? You weren't prepared for this, in all your panicking you never figured out what you would do if you actually saw him. Before you could decide on what to do, he breaks eye contact, dropping his head and moves through the crowd of people. You set the drinks down, your heart felt like it was going to fall out of your chest. He looked so fucking good, but broken, and you were the one to blame.

You had never prepared yourself for what it would feel like to see him. You hadn't realized it would hurt this much but you supposed you deserved that feeling.

“You okay?” Your friend asks, seeing your smile now gone.

“I saw Hongjoong.” You sigh.

“And?” One asks.

“He stared at me, dropped his head and walked away.” You murmur, taking a sip of your drink.

“Just try to relax.” Soomi smiles. “Everything always works out the way it's supposed to.” She says.

“Yeah.” You breathe. “I guess.”

It didn't help. You wanted him back, but was it too late? Would he ever take you back? You weren't sure but something inside you kept telling you to try. You looked around the bar for him, and once your eyes landed on him, it was hard to look away. You continued to steal glances of him for the next hour, taking in his smile that you've missed so much. You could hear his laugh despite all the noise in the bar. You could smell him even though he kept his distance from you. You kept drinking, downing more drinks than you should have, taking a couple shots. Your inhibition was lowered, you were prone to making poor decisions when you were drinking, and trying to talk to him while intoxicated absolutely fell under that category.

“I'm doing it!” You announce, standing up, slamming your hands down on the table. “I'm going to win him back!”

“You don't think you should wait? Until you're sober?” Soomi asks.

“Sober, shmober.” You murmur. “I have to talk to him. I can't just keep staring at him from afar.”

You walked away from the realization of what you were going to do sobered you up a little. You found him with ease, just as he was setting his drink down and walking towards the bathrooms. You followed behind him, calling out for him. Either he didn't hear you, or he was ignoring you. You were sure he was ignoring you.

He walked into the men's room, and without any hesitation, you walked in right after him.

“Kim Hongjoong.” You yell, his back was towards you. He lets out a deep breath, turning around to face you.

“What do you want, y/n?” He asks.

“I…” You pause. “I just��� I miss you.” You whisper.

He laughs. A humorless laugh. “You miss me? You left me, remember?”

“Yeah, I remember very vividly.” You say.

“You don't love me anymore. Remember?” He says.

“That's not true.”

“It's not true, huh.” He chuckles. “So if it's not true then why did you say it? Why did you leave me?”

“Because.” You pause, looking him in the eyes.

“Because what? You were lonely? I was focusing on my career too much? What?” He asks.

“Because I knew you wouldn't leave me. And I knew if we continued down the path we were going, you'd kill yourself trying to make me a priority along with your work.” You whisper.

He stands there, staring at you, his eyes wide. “Why wouldn't you talk to me?” He asks.

“What good would that have done?” You respond. “There was no other way around it. The group was taking off, you were getting busier and busier, what limited time you had was going to become non existent. Tell me, did you feel guilty being away from me for so long and for so often?” You ask.

“All the time.” He murmured.

“Exactly. But these last couple months…” you pause, the tears beginning to come. Your lip trembles. “Have been the worst of my life. I fucking miss you. I miss even just talking on the phone with you. Facetiming, the random sporadic nights we get together. I'd trade everything I have just to have those with you again. I don't care if I have to travel halfway across the world to see you, I'll do it. I just want you.” You whisper.

You weren't sure what you were wanting from him at this moment, but something would have been nice. Instead he stood there, staring at you, not saying a word.

You were beginning to get nervous. Maybe he moved on? Maybe he didn't want you anymore?

“Please. Hongjoong, please say something.” You whisper.

“I -” he pauses. “I can't do this right now. I have to go.” He says. He walks towards you, passing you, whispering an apology. He leaves you standing alone in the men's bathroom, wondering if telling him any of that was a mistake? You drag your feet as you make your way back to your table. You were no longer in the mood to celebrate.

“What happened?” Your friends ask as you grab your purse.

“I don't really want to talk about it.” You say, forcing a smile. “I'm gonna go.” You whisper, trying to keep the tears inside. You didn't want to cry in a crowded bar.

So you swallowed your tears, along with the lump in your throat as you made your way outside, the fresh air hitting you like a ton of bricks. You managed to find a cab through the tears in your eyes and with a shaky voice, told him where you needed to go. You leaned against the door, looking out the window as the rain started to pour. You watched it continuously run down the window as Hongjoong's words played in your head over and over again.

“I can't do this right now. I have to go.”

“I can't do this.”

Did you hope that he told you he missed you and desperately wanted you back? Absolutely. Were you expecting it? No, you weren't but you were hoping that he would have at least stayed and talked things out with you.

When you finally pulled up to your apartment, you paid the cab driver, and made your way upstairs. The second you opened your front door and stepped inside, the silence consumed you. It was deafening.

You dropped down to your knees, finally letting out the cries you had held in for over an hour. Curling up into a ball on the floor of your kitchen, sobbing, pleading to whoever that was listening that you didn't ruin any chances you may have had in getting him back.

You weren't sure how long you laid there, but it was long enough for there to be a puddle of tears left on the floor where you were. After you picked yourself up off the floor and shook it off. You cleaned up the puddle, and headed for the shower where you tried to wash off the feeling of regret. But it wouldn't wash off. No matter how much you scrubbed yourself, no matter how much soap you used, you couldn't get rid of that horrible feeling.

You stepped out of the shower, wrapping yourself in a towel. You wanted to crawl into bed, not even going to bother to get yourself dressed and you were going too but the moment you pulled back your blanket, there was a rapid knocking at your front door. You tightened up your towel, uncaring of who was on the other side of the door. You pulled it open, your eyes still red and puffy from crying.

“Yes?” You say as the door opens, but your eyes go wide. “Hongjoong.” You whisper.

“You know, y/n, you've got a lot of nerve.” He sighs. “Coming to me, out of nowhere, telling me you miss me and love me and that you left me for me.”

“I know.” You whisper.

“I want to hate you. I've wanted nothing more than to despise you for shattering my heart like you did. I've tried to hate you.” He says.

You nod your head. You deserved his hate.

“But I can't. Because I'm still so fucking in love with you.” He says. “It never fucking wavered even when you told me you didn't love me anymore. I still loved you with everything I had. I still do.”

The tears start again, rolling down your cheeks. Your entire body trembling as the man you loved so much stood before you, confessing how he was still in love with you.

“And I don't think I'll ever stop.” He says, stepping inside your apartment. You step back, he closes the door behind him. Without a second thought, his hand is on your cheek, and his lips are pressed against yours.

You wrap your arms around his neck, his arms wrapping around your body, holding you tightly. You missed the feeling of his hands all over your body. Hongjoong deepens the kiss, sliding his tongue into your mouth. You grasp at his shirt, trying to pull it off of him. You needed to feel him, skin to skin. He chuckles, breaking the kiss. He grabs your hand, pulling you towards the bedroom he has spent so many nights in before. You sit down on the bed, your towel still on but loose. He stands in front of you, unbuttoning the dress shirt he was still wearing. You groan at the sight of him as he drops his shirt down onto the floor.

“I'm so sorry.” You whisper as he crawls onto the bed, hovering over you.

“Shh, baby.” He smiles, peppering kisses across your face, down your neck, onto your chest. He opens up your towel, running his hands over your body. “I've missed you so fucking much.” He whispers, kissing between your chest, down to your stomach.

“Please, Hongjoong.” You whimper.

“What do you want from me, baby?” He asks.

“You. I want you inside me.” You breathe.

Hongjoong smiles, standing back up as he unbuttons his pants, letting them pool around his ankles. He steps out of them, pulling down his boxers, letting his cock spring free. You bite your lip,

“Patience, baby.” He whispers, pulling you to the edge of the bed, settling in between your legs on the floor. He spreads your legs, licking his lips before he licks a long strip up your already soaked cunt. He moves his tongue between your lips, flicking your clit with a sense of desperation. You moan loudly as you try to buck your hips. He pushes you back down, holding you down as he sucks on your clit, swirling his tongue around, making you grasp the bed sheets. It felt so fucking good, it had been so long, you felt like your whole body was about to explode.

“Hongjoong..” you pant. “I'm gonna cum.” You gasp.

You can feel him smile between your legs as he moves his tongue faster, pushing a few fingers inside of you.

“Fuck.” You gasp, clenching yourself around his fingers. He quickly thrusts them in and out of you, moving his tongue faster and faster, pushing you over the edge within seconds. Your orgasm explodes through your body, causing you to pant loudly. Hongjoong wastes no time, pulling his fingers out of you, using your juices to coat his cock.

“Get on your hands and knees. ” He says, stroking his cock. He crawls onto the bed behind you, landing a hard smack on your ass, making you whimper.

He lines himself up with your entrance pushing himself inside of you before gripping onto your hips. You roll your eyes back as he pushes himself as far as he can inside you, digging his fingertips into your hips. You gasp loudly as your cunt stretches from his cock, your arms giving out on you as you lay your face on the bed with your ass in the air.

“That's right, baby.” He groans, slowly pulling his cock out of you before slamming back inside, making you yelp.

“Faster, please. Fuck me harder.” You gasp, needing him to wreck you. His grip on you tightens as he thrusts faster and harder, ramming his cock into you over and over. He leans over you slightly, moving his hand to your head, pushing your face into the mattress.

“Fuck! Right there.” You cry out, gripping the bed sheets even harder than before. You squeeze your eyes shut while he pounds into you.

“I've fucking missed you.” He pants. You move your hand between your legs, rubbing your clit as Hongjoong fucks you mercilessly.

You can't speak, only moan as you rub your clit faster, matching the pace of his thrusts. Your heart was beating rapidly as your second orgasm builds, only taking seconds to hit and flow through your body, making you jolt.

“I'm so fucking close.” Hongjoong grunts. He holds onto you tightly as he fucks you faster, moaning loudly as his orgasm finally hits. His thrusts slow down as he releases his load deep inside you, coating your walls with his cum.

“Fuck.” He breathes, pulling out of you. You both collapse onto the bed, the smell of sweat and sex filling your room.

Your head rests on his chest, no words are spoken while the two of you catch your breath, soaking in the presence of each other once again.

“I really missed you.” You whisper.

“I'm sorry I made you feel like you needed to end things for me to be happy.” He says, his finger trailing over your back.

“I'm sorry I did that too. I thought I was doing the right thing at the time.” You reply.

“Please don't ever do that again.” He says. “Talk to me if you have concerns.”

“I will. I don't want to be apart from you again. We're in this together.” You smile.

“Forever.”

“Forever and Always.”

[solar4seekstron]

New Beginnings Part 2

TFIDW!MTMTE!Deadlock/Drift x Cybertronian!GN!Reader x TFIDW!MTMTE!Ratchet

Part One, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five

Content: 16+, mostly to help set up the last three chapters. Bit of a short chapter.

TW/Tags: Cute Sparkling moments, Silly Sparkling moments, angst, lots of angst, sad drift, a bit of Pharma x reader, mild toxic relationship, more cute sparkling moments, swearing.

Notes: Reader uses that thing that Knockout uses in the prime series when he’s polishing himself. I’m not sure what it is but reader is using it in this fic in a scene. Like the first fic showed Drift and Ratchet are together in this lord of the story.

It’s been a couple of days since Ratchet asked you what you think is a date.

You’re still not sure but there’s something there between you both. You were polishing your frame while Cyclonus was in the back gently holding Rubble who was nibbling on his sharp cervo.

Sitting on his berth while he watched you clean yourself up.

Cyclonus watched as you were polishing your frame. Especially your chest and neck.

Cyclonus then showed an annoyed expression with his optics almost closed while he sat there with his legs crossed.

A frown on his dermas while Rubble didn’t pay much mind and kept grabbing at his larger cervo. Trying to eat his larger digit with wide optics.

Cyclonus then chooses to speak.

“I think your frame is polished enough. Don’t want the paint coming off and flashing the old bot.” The tool stopped in your cervos and you turned to look at him, no longer facing the mirror in front of you.

A small smirk on your dermas knowing he’s joking.

You let out a chuckle and put the tool down. Taking a few steps in front of him and Rubble. Stopping then doing a small twirl as you spoke to him.

“You think this is enough? It’s been so long since I’ve dated anyone since…well.”

Cyclonus then stood up. Holding Rubble in his arms still as he made a few steps towards you. He then spoke once you trailed off. “Since Deadlock? It’s not like he’s going to try to get with you as far as we know. But you must also remember to think about yourself as well. Not just Rubble.”

You looked at him then at Rubble. Who was giggling a cooking as he looked at you with a bright smile. His optics were wide and full of joy.

You then looked back at him.

Your smile never went as you spoke again. Rubble looked at him as you spoke with a smile.

“Thanks, Cyclonus. If you don’t mind me asking. How are things going between you and that mini-con Tailgate? He seemed like a really sweetie.”

You teased and noticed a blush on his cheeks as he then looked away. Rubble let out a coo and a soft giggle. You let out a soft chuckle and placed a cervo on his shoulder so he looked back at you.

”Guess we both are taking big steps in our life. But tonight is my step. Thanks again for watching Rubble for me.” You said.

Cyclonus let out a hum then looked at Rubble who was patting his chest and continued to coo. You then checked the time and gently placed your cervo to hold Rubbles’ little one.

Making him look up at you. You then spoke in a soft voice, making him just stare at you with wide optics and a happy smile.

“You be good for Uncle Cy now, alright?”

You then boopeed his nose. Making him giggle and reach for you. You then kissed the top of his helm while his little cervos gently held your cheeks.

You stood straighter and looked at Cyclonus. His forehead then pressed against yours as you both closed your optics. This is a sign of trust in the warrior code between you both dating back to long ago.

You then walked to the door. Opening the door and looked back to wave at the two.

Cyclonus gently holding Rubbles little cervo making him wave back to you. While he continued to just nibble on his small cervo. You walked out.

The door closes behind you. Making your way to the bar/slash restaurant.

That’s where Ratchet said you’ll meet up yesterday.

As you got closer. You grew nervous. While he and possibly his partner not be the one. Even if this is a date or not. Getting out there is the path and big step you might need.

You got closer and closer. Soon stepping in and seeing other bots around either drinking or hanging out.

You then see Ratchet waving at you. He was sitting in a booth where his back was facing the door. He stood up and waited for you to get closer. You took a few steps closer and finally stood before him.

He placed his cervo on your shoulder and finally spoke.

”Glad you made it. Um, my partner isn’t here yet. Why don’t you take a seat and we can chat as we wait.” You nodded and sat down on the other side of the table. You both soon started a conversation.

He seemed so lost in your optics while you both spoke.

You kept chuckling at his stories where he’d have an outburst with his Conjunx.

He seemed to blush every time you complimented him.

He was honest about how he handled the situation during and before the war. You both soon speak about why you chose to join the ship.

After some time Ratchet then got a comm and soon had a bit of a small smile on his dermas. Looking back at you with almost sad optics. You looked at him confused.

His cervos then gently held yours that was on the table. You continued to look at him while he spoke. “There’s uh, another reason as to why I decided to ask you to meet me here. I wish to help you. To heal I mean.” You are more confused. Your smile shows to be confused.

He then lets your cervos go. And stood up. You didn’t t notice until now that Drift of all bots was standing there. Your optics widened as you watched Ratchet stand next to him. Placing a cervo on the side of his waist as the two looked at you.

Ratchet then spoke to you as he noticed your expression.

“I’ve heard of both your pasts and what he did to you. But maybe. To be set in the right mind I…and he can tell you about the time that passed since then.”

They can tell you weren’t sure. You looked away for a moment. The two looked at each other and then looked back at you. Waiting for your answer.

But you then looked back at the two. Speaking while having a serious expression on your face.

“You had your five minutes.”

Your tone is serious. The two gulped. Then sitting down. Ratchet takes his place once more in front of you while Drift is more inside the booth. You stared at Ratchet as he spoke.

Avoid eye contact and even give him attention.

Ratchet will go on to tell you about his adventures and how he and Drift met before the start of the war. And then after the war. The two meet each other. Drift remained silent while he looked down. You can tell he glanced at you a couple of times by the corner of your optic. Your expression remained firm.

Ratchet then told you how the two reunited and released their feelings for each other.

The two became Conjunx a couple of months before joining the ship. Your sparkling Rubble soon appears in your helm as you stare down Ratchet. Who seems to be struggling a bit. He stopped for a moment.

He then glanced at Drift. Then back at you with determination.

“Why don’t you? Why don’t you and Drift try catching up? He can tell you himself and maybe catch up. See how much he changed just by the way he acts and such!”

He speaks likes as if Drift isn’t next to him. Drift then looks at him with optics that say “No no no no.” The two then looked at you. Their five minutes were up. But Ratchet said all these things that made him sound. So different.

Your helm slowly turns so that you’ll glance at him. You've never seen him so nervous before and is a surprise he’s even shaking a little.

You then let out an annoyed sigh. Nodding.

Ratchet smiled a little. Drift had a very scared and nervous smile. You then spoke once more. Making Drift shake a little. “But just me and him. We both have a lot to catch up it seems…..”

Ratchet places his Cervo on Drift's shoulder.

The two looked at each other while Ratchet gave him a reassuring smile. But Drift seemed unsure. You then watched as Ratchet went to sit at the bar. Swerve seems to start a conversation with Ratchet once he sits down. You then looked at Drift.

Who flinched a bit when you turned to him? He was staring at you. You two remained silent after he scooted to sit in front of you at the opposite side of the table.

A cervo over the other while your optics looked down at them. Drift just looked down as well while you both tried to find words. You finally spoke though when you noticed he had sword handles. “Tell me.”

He looked up at you as you spoke. “Do you still….use them.”

Drift looked back down at his cervos as he responded. “I never stopped. They’re just…a part of me. I can never replace them.”

You listened carefully. Having looked back at him when he finally spoke.

He continued. “I…I screwed up when I left. You were always stronger than me. I wanted to stay and was able to convince. But seeing you become one of the greatest Decepticons and was just seen as your Conjunx then a once great Decepticon. I was scared you’d leave me. And so..I left.”

-Flashback-

Deadlock can be seen in his shared berth with you. You always slept so peacefully next to him. A smile on your dermas. Laying on your side facing him. He was on his back with an arm under his helm. His helm turned toward you. His optics almost closed.

You both have fought against a team of Autobots. So you both were pretty tuckered out. Deadlock would then turn his frame to lay on his side.

He moved his other cervo to gently hold your cheek. The smile you already had grew a bit wider. Knowing the touch of your Conjunx. His optics are so sad. Slowly forming tears as he stared at you.

Little did he know, a little spark was slowly forming under your spark chamber that’ll move to your stomach the next day. He leaned closer to your helm. Placing a soft kiss on your forehead and gently whispering ‘I love you’ while tears fell.

-End of Flashback-

You just stared at him. You felt yourself growing more emotional. But you also reminded yourself that you cried enough after he left you with the Decepticons.

You had a sparkling now. Drift continued to stare at you. Waiting for you to speak.

You straightened yourself out and finally spoke. Not paying much attention to Ratchet anymore. Who was currently watching with his digits over the counter and only the top of his helm? Now behind the counter, Swerve stood next to him cleaning the inside of a cup with an “I’m too tired for this crap.”

You opened your intake. “After you left..It was. Hard. You just abandoned me ‘cause you thought it was the right thing yet just poor self-doubt on your part! Not only that but a week later, I found out I am with sparkling. Your sparkling. I had to leave. Find sanctuary. Cyclonus was there to help me after he decided to leave as well.”

Drift's face showed shock. He was surprised at what you said. You looked away for a moment before continuing.

”After Rubble was born. Luckily healthy. It was so hard to find a home. Especially when you’re a Decepticon. No one cares even when you have a sparkling in your arms. Scared of the bots around them….Rubble is the only good thing now that you could ever give me.”

You glared at him. Drift looked down in shame. That’s until you sighed. Speaking once more. “You never acted like this. You have more shame and guilt over something. That isn’t like the deadlock I knew.”

Your glare softened a little. Then spoke once more. “Rubble has grown too fast because of me. And honestly. I’d rather he blame you as I do. Then to believe their sire can ever have a chance to change for the better. Scars already being there before he was even born.” You stood.

You then walked to be next to the table. “You changed Dift. But just you sitting here cowering isn’t enough to convince me. Have a nice afternoon Drift.”

You made your way to the exit. Drift watching you with sad optics. Some anger boiled in his spark as he noticed femmes and mechs noticing your frame. Ratchet could feel it through his spark and came over. Placed a cervo on his shoulder finally speaking to him. “We tried Drift. We can only give them time now.”

Drift slowly nodded. All the while tears fell from their optics. Ratchet comforted him as they both stayed seated

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You made your way closer and closer to Cyclonus's room. But midway you stopped yourself. Other bots passing by, to paying much mind towards you. You then looked back and sighed for a moment.

Your mind is racing.

But then you took a deep breath. Making your way then to the main lobby where it’s more of a cafeteria. You then see a certain bot. Someone you didn’t expect to see for a very long time…..

Pharma. An old boss of yours. He seemed to be having lunch with a few other bots and didn’t notice you just yet.

You just walked out and made your way back to Cyclonus and you are sparkling.

Though you sadly got turned around. You start making your way down the hall toward your bathroom. That way you’ll have a better idea of where to go for Cyclonus's room. But before you can pass another hallway, you feel a cervo grabbing your wrist from behind.

Turning your helm toward the bot. Only for your frame to stand still when you see Pharma standing before you. With a sly grin on his dermas. Optics narrowed down at you before finally speaking.

” I didn’t think I’d see you ever again my dear.” You just stared at him. You tried to pull your wrist away while he spoke. Slowly pulling you closer his smile remains.

”After you left to work to fight against the Autobots. Thought you might’ve died. But then again you have always been a strong bot. Besides my dear. We should catch up. Or will your husband Deadlock not like that?’

You tried to find your words as you felt your frame get pulled closer to his. You then heard him chuckle and speak. His voice grew deeper.

“Oh, that’s right. The fool let you go.” His other cervo moved around your shoulders.

“Then let's hang out. Right now.” You just gave him a nod. You both make your way to the lobby where couples go to. The two then sat at a table together. He continued to have a grin on his dermas while you remained silent. He sat across from you with his cervos interlocked with each other as he smiled at you.

He then spoke, his smile giving a soft and warming feeling. But you knew it was a feeling too fake to feel real. A feeling you're too used to. He then ordered two drinks for you both.

As you held a glass in your cervo. Staring down at the yellow energon, he then spoke casually after taking a sip of his own. Letting out a satisfied hum before his optics were placed on you once more. “So, I hear you have a sparkling now. Do they take after drift? Or…Their Carrier?”

Your optics show almost surprise and concern. You both stared at each other until you finally spoke. “He’s a…perfect mix. Actually.”

He takes another sip before speaking again. “I hear he’s with someone else now. Sorry it didn’t work out my dear.” His cervo reached over to be over yours. He then. Gave it a gentle squeeze as he spoke once more.

”You know, you were always the one that got away. Being my assistant and all once before. You’d think I’d think better to take my chances than to wait.

You glance at his cervo then back to his optics. He then spoke once more. “Tell me, right now my dear. Are you currently seeing anyone?” You held your tongue for a moment. You would sit up a little straighter and decide it’s best to just lie and get out of the situation.”

”I currently am, but we aren’t that serious yet. Speaking of I should eat going to our date.” You then stood up and pulled your cervo away from under his. Only having taken two sips from the drink.

”Thank you for the drinks. But I must go. Goodnight.” You started to walk away and make it to the hallway. Not waiting for him to respond.

But before you can turn to another one, closer to your berth room. You felt two arms wrap around you. You didn’t even hear his steps. His dermas are next to your audio sensors. His voice was low and deep. ”You know. It must be fate that we meet again. I’ll be seeing you around. Even if it’s a cat-and-mouse game. I like it.”

You don’t look at him. But you know he’s staring at you with that shit-eating grin of his.

He finally let you go. Turning around walking back to the main room. You felt yourself shake a little before collecting yourself. This ship vacation is seriously not what you need. And you’re going to have to think of something.

You made your way to your berth room. Glancing behind you to make sure Pharma wasn’t watching. When it seemed like the coast was clear. You made your way closer and closer to Cyclonus's room. You used your key given to you by him to open it after you gave a couple of knocks.

You remained silent as you watched what was happening before you.

Little Rubble was sleeping peacefully on Cyclonus's berth. Cyclonus was on the floor with his aft up while his “friend” Tailgate was passed out too while laying on his back and his aft on the back of Cyclonus's head. Lying on top of him there seems to be baby energon food and liquid on the floor.

The two peacefully snored while Rubble was curled up closer to himself. Making him look like a ball. Primus, he’s so small. You would let out a sigh.

Closing the door behind you then locking it. Make your way to Rubble on the berth and gently sit near him before lying down to not wake him. You then gently brought him closer. So he’s closer to your helm and just over your chest.

Taking advantage of his small frame to keep him as close as possible.

You then felt his little cervo gently hold at your chin as he let out soft sparkling noises. Almost being awakened from his slumber.

His intake lets out soft coos as he tries to get comfortable again on his side. He doesn’t open his optics. Your cervo holding his small back. You continue to stare down at him.

Tears slowly form in your optics. Everything about today's date was shit. Your spark aches more when you notice a smile form on his tiny dermas. Knowing his carriers touch. You would feel exhaustion slowly overwhelm you. All you need is to just make sure Rubble will be safe. And with you…This vacation just turned into a mission.

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The next morning you thanked Cyclonus again for watching over Rubble. He begged you when Tailgate was out of audio hot to never tell a spark what you saw. You promised.

Doing the same with Rubble who was just staring at the ceiling the entire time. Not paying attention.

Tailgate waved at Rubble, and he did the same. But instead of waving he just held out his little cervo while opening and closing his his cervo. Giggling as you made your way back to your berth room.

Once at your berth room, you opened the door. Only to be stopped by Rodimus who wanted to see you. Finally reading on your background as a former Decepticon. He then spoke in a cheerful voice.”Hello beautiful! You must be the lovely former knight Y/N right?”j

You just looked at him and tried to give him your best smile. Even though you’re still exhausted. You chose to continue the conversation. “Yes, I am.”

He looked like he was about to speak. But then noticed Rubble who was grabbing at your chest. Still in your arms. Bright yellow optics stared at him with a neutral expression.

You watched as Rodimus and Rubble seemed to be having a staring contest. The two almost squinted their optics while they just stared at each other. You let out a soft chuckle. This honestly makes your morning in a way. Rodimus noticed straightened himself up and spoke once more.

”Sorry about that, just love little sparklings. Anyway, I just wanted to ask if you’d like to be a part of the high council that’s a part of this ship. Not like guard as in work for protecting.”

He glanced at Rubble who kept staring at him. Giving him the “Just try me” look with his sparkling face.

”Just a part of the council where we speak about a better way to protect the ship and where else we as strong bots can go. And other stuff like that. Your sparkling will be well protected and adored. You can also bring him along to meetings whenever you wish.” He gave his usual happy grin.

You took in his words for a moment. Then looking down at Rubble who just kept staring at Rodimus. You finally spoke. “Would you like some energon, Prime?”

Rubble then turns his helm to look at you. Rodimus let out a deep chuckle. “Heh, you can call me Rodimus, Y/N. Why don’t you come with me to the head council lobby for people who are members? I promise you both will be welcomed with open arms.

You let out a soft chuckle.

“All this because I was a strong warrior and fighter for the former Decepticons cause? I’m sure there are a lot more qualified mechs, neutral, and femme bots out here who would be better than me.”

You pointed it out. His grin only grew a bit wider.

”Well, that may in some ways be certain. But seeing what you did and also hearing from other Autobots who crossed paths with you many years before. You seem like the perfect that we need to move forward. Especially for those who are still handling to aftermath of the war.”

You took in his words carefully. Before giving him a nod.

Primus must’ve heard your prayers last night. ”I’d be honored to join you Rodimus. We both are. Aren’t we Rubble?” You both looked at Rubble still being held in your arm.

You both see that he is looking away. Acting fussy he let out almost no sound from his intake.

You both then chuckle. You walked to be sat him. He places a cervo on your upper back as he guides you to the main lobby he spoke about. Rubble continued to look away the entire time.

You have a bright smile on your dermas.

———————————————————————————

Your smile was very nonexistent right now.

Your optics furrowed and a frown only placed on your dermas. Your glare piercing and optics dim while no longer bright.

Rubble sitting on your lap while trying to eat his cervo while you remained in a high council chair. Rodimus at the head of the chair. Sitting next to you since he wishes to be by the sparkling. Continuing to have a grin and was reading a data pad in his cervos.

On the other side of the table. Out of all the bots. Sitting in the very chair across from you. Was drift himself. With a VERY scared and nervous smile on his dermas.

He just stared at you uncertain while Rubble at times would reach for him. But the both of you didn’t notice just yet. As the other bots took their time and Rodimus wasn’t paying much attention.

Drift would then answer a call through his comm. You continue to glare at him as he answers in a very nervous tone. His optics glance at the door, ceiling, you. Doing this back and forth for a few moments while speaking to Ratchet. “Hey- hun. Um can’t talk now…..yes…..yes….yeap they’re here….mhmm…yeap..bye bye.”

He stood straighter and interlocked his cervos together. His scared smile remained and his optics were scared and unsure. Trying his best to keep it together.

This was going to be a long meeting.

I swear I get way into the story sometimes. This won’t be a long chapter sadly but I hope the chapters will make up for it. Hopefully you guys enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Really excited to get to the next chapter soon.

As always a repost is appreciated and I hope you guys are having a good day and a happy new year! Next chapter will be released same time in the next hour for some final touch ups.

[aaakikoo]

AOT MEN,

what do they get jealous of?

summary -> what makes them jealous basically

paring(s) -> levi, eren, armin, jean, connie x f!reader

an -> levi is the only one with the normal verse, sorry! also haven’t posted in a while so enjoy this while i make pt 2 RQ

warnings -> pet names?, cursing, jealousy obv, tell me if i missed any lol

this is part 1, eren and levi. here is part two

LEVI ACKERMAN: AOT VERSE

he hates when someone else, other than him obviously, helps you learn a new skill, or teaches you anything.

as levi was doing his captain duties, that includes walking around, huffing and puffing, asking if everyone is feeling alright and ready on a nice morning, checking his papers and signing some that needs to be sent to the military police.

he then suddenly spots you sparring with miche, and not the usual kind of sparring, but the one where miche was teaching you how to throw a proper punch, a tight fist that sends a face flying away.

levi wasn’t that far away from you and miche, watching as he held hands and turned into a fist, held your shoulders, both of you sharing strong willed glances. you and miche aren’t doing a thing suspicious, but to levi, he needs to be the one protecting and providing you all the skills and tricks you need to learn, not anyone else.

then you suddenly spotted levi, “good morning captain.” you said, as he tch-ed and walked away, leaving the two of you confused.

a couple hours later of combat and ODM training, you, levi and hange were going to hold a presentation infront of the new scout regiment members. teaching the kids how to fight, the right techniques, how to stick together and help each other out.

“make sure everyone goes over their notes on the titans anatomy later, it’s important for your final exam. for now you are all excused to lunch break! eat well we’ll be well on our way to a different district by the evening.” hange wrapped our excusing everyone, she collected her notes and head back to the library. everyone began to leave.

as the hall emptied, you asked “levi, are you okay?” he didn’t answer, “hello? from earth to captain levi? what is wrong?” still no answer as he took a sip from his tea.

“well i cannot know what’s bothering you if you don’t tell me.” you said walking up closer to him, standing by the side of his chair. you pushed him a little bit away from the table making space for yourself in between. you kneeled down, putting your head in his lap.

“i saw you sparring with miche, i don’t know why but it was oddly uncomfortable.” he suddenly spoke. you glanced up at him, “really, levi?” you chuckled a little before giving a proper explanation, “well miche very well combat trained, so i thought i’d ask him for some tips, you know? to strengthen my knowledge in most areas.” you reassured him.

“so nothing going on?” he asked, lifting his eyebrow, then finishing his tea. “nope, all in your head.” you smiled. suddenly you felt cold hands go through your hair, giving you a gentle head massage. “what if someone walks in now?” he asked. “it’ll be alright.” you lifted your head to kiss his lips, him returning it, holding you by the back of your head, while still rubbing your head with his thumb.

———

EREN JAEGER: modern AU

eren hates when you watch gym videos made by guys. his ego makes him believe he’s the finest man to walk on this earth and you should only be taking advice from someone with his incredible physique.

after a long break of combining work and school, you finally went back for the gym, you don’t really know if you were slacking off or if you genuinely didn’t have time, but regardless, you’re back now.

you woke up sort of early, had promised your boyfriend to tag along with him the gym, he was stirring in bed while you made your breakfast, considering of yogurt with fruits and a smoothie. you sat down to eat, while watching a PT explained how to tone a body on youtube.

suddenly eren comes from behind, wrapping his arms around you, and you can feel his sweaty forehead on your shoulders. “morning eren.” you said smiling, “mmm..morning” he said as he went to get himself a glass of water.

“ready for today?” you asked your boyfriend with him nodding his head, he sat down next to you, eating an apple as he noticed that you were watching something, as his vision focused more as he got more awake he noticed you were watching a guy give gym advice and help.

before he could think about it for a little he asked, “who the fuck is that?” he said a little too loud, you turned to him, “hm? who? oh he’s just some guy i found on youtube, why?” you said confused.

“well..why the hell are you watching him?” eren almost yelled smacking his hand on the counter top, you grew more confused and annoyed, “well he’s just providing help with what i exactly am looking for. what the fuck is up with you?”

“i mean…” he said trailing off, “he doesn’t even look good.” he suddenly got more cautious of the situation, realising he had been unreasonable. “and if anything, you should’ve asked me if you were wondering about anything. i am always here to help you.” he said blushing almost shy.

“well yes of course i know that, but it wouldn’t hurt to get advice from someone else especially since you were sleeping, eren!”

a moment of silence.

“sorry, i’ll go get dressed so we can go.”

he got up and walked to the bedroom.

“eren, wait.” you said, he turned back to you, “i only love you silly, remember that. i don’t even know who he is. please don’t overthink it.” you smiled at him, getting up from your seat and walking up him. hugging his waist, he suddenly lifted you up as you yelped.

“eren!” you started laughing as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

[aniisol]

What I concluded after watching the Eyes and Ears lore stream (and talking about it with @lillypad-monopoly !)

The Watchers are more involved with fighting the Listeners and keeping places in the Council, which leaves them less time to heavily focus on the life games. They still have to keep the games running, since they feed on their emotions, but have less time to spend on every individual player. (Thus, they've stopped keeping up with "The Canary Curse" and demanding that Jimmy die first.) They've focused their energies on a couple players instead of every one, and the more "admin" role has fallen to Grian.

Grian is a neutral party, and involved himself less with Watcher affairs, but is still a Watcher. He ran the wildcards in Wild Life, but didn't and doesn't monitor or control other players.

The three main players who are more "brainwashed" into ignoring the Watchers and the state of the game are Impulse, Jimmy, and Pearl. Impulse has always been desperate to win, so badly it affects his normal behaviour. He's, as Martyn said, "going mad with it." Jimmy, in his similar desperation, began praying to the Watchers. They had since abandoned his curse and the attention they paid to him, both letting him live past the first death and making him decide that they favoured him. Pearl was a character who "broke the rules," especially in Double Life, but in this case, that was what the Watchers wanted to happen. If they hate love and trust, why would they pair up people and force them to love and trust one another? Pearl, in her refusal to team with Scott and pretending to be red, did what the Watchers wanted. Since then, she's become more brainwashed into doing what they really want.

Martyn is NOT a Listener, but has had many experiences with the Watchers and Listeners, more so than most the players, and some of these interactions have stayed with him. He is less brainwashed than some of the others, but doesn't bother to educate anyone else because he knows what the consequences might be.

The three main players who are very aware of what is happening are Ren, Scott, and BigB. This is Ren's first season back after missing two. What did he see while he was gone? What did he learn about? He suggested that the players "team up to kill the maker," but died before he ever killed Grian. In Eyes and Ears, the failure of his superpower (to become Martren) was a Watcher's form of torture... so what did the Watchers desperately not want him to tell anyone? Scott and BigB both had their DNA infected, like Ren's, but instead, they became the Creaking. They are becoming far more lucid to the games in their actions and words. Scott was always a Watcher target, and BigB has become more distant-natured strange. Their DNA got infected just like Ren's, but they became less human as the game went on. Did the Watchers do that, to stop them from understanding? Made them less able to understand?

[ray935sworld]

New years eve

de-aged academy, establsihed rosquez

31.12. winter writing

Deaged AU

Vale smiled when he heard Cele scream. At this point it was even something new or concerning. It was just normal that at least one of the boys was yelling and running around.

Both him and Marc had learned to detect playful and actual screaming pretty quickly. And that was a happy scream. An excited one to be precisely.

"Franky, do you wanna go wake up Cele and Marco?" Marc had asked earlier and the young boy had nodded enthusiacly. The two youngest had gone to bed around 3 hours ago to take a little nap but they had promised them to wake them before the fire work started.

Luca, Andrea and Pecco also had a little nap in the mean time. Franky had slept a couple of hours in the afternoon so he had been awake and playing with his Legos in his room, when he wasn't currently watching a movie, cuddled close with Migno.

But now he, Marco and Cele were running outside the room, all three smiling like crazy. It was silver and they all knew what that meant. Fireworks.

"Ah ah ah!" Marc said quickly as soon as he saw them. "If you wanna stay in your PJs, you're not getting outside. It is cold and I don't want you to start the new year witb a cold. So go change into something warm if you wanna go outside."

Without questioning or arguing - for once - Cele and Marco obeyed. They knew they wouldn't win so they quickly ran back while Pecco and Luca scrambled in the hallway, both already dressed.

Pecco wore a red sweater with a dachshund in front while Luca was wearing a hoodie, around 2 seizes too big for him. But it was a one piece themed one and he had begged for it the whole time so they had bought it for him. It had been his favorite ever since.

"Next are jackets, scarves and caps" Vale announced. Franco nodded and looked around. "Where's Andrea?" "OH, I think he's in the kitchen?" Marc suggested while kneeling down to tie Lucas and Francesco's shoes. The two then grabbed their jacket. Pecco zipping Lucas up before Luca zipped Pecco's all the way up to the chin.

"I'm sure he's here soon" Vale said while getting all the scarves and caps ready. Franky had already both shoes on and was tying them up when Migno, Cele and Bez returned, all smiling excitingly.

"When's the firework gonna start?" Andrea asked, while jumping up and down. There was a chaotic glimpse in his eyes at the thought of the explosion that would soon be all over the sky.

"Not before all of you are wrapped up warm and tight like burritos." Vale announced. He and Marc shared a laughing glance as he watched their boys quickly getting ready. It was probably the quickest they had ever gotten into their shows and jackets and winter stuff.

At they end they somehow manged to get their chaos kids out the door. Cele was almost drowning in his yellow Pikachu cap while Marco - with his somehow matching frog cap - was holding his hand as they stepped out. Maybe that's how the youngest before slightly scared face had smoothed out.

Cele was slightly afraid of the sound of the firework, so Vale was quite happy that Bez seemed to remember or at least now about that. He had still taken it apon him to look after the young boy.

"Okay" Vale said, quickly counting to make sure no one was left or forgotten in a corner. Again. But they were all there. They went around the ranch, looking over Tavullia.

They hadn't bought fireworks themselves. They knew it wouldn't have end well. With Cele being afraid of the sound and the kids mostly around 4-7 it just seemed like too much of a risk. Instead they wanted to watch the show around them.

That's why Vale was now standing there, waiting for the show to start. Marc at his side, the kids standing infront of them, lingering around as if they could make the fires start sooner by staring holes in the sky.

And then, slowly, the clock moved to midnight.

"You know..." Marc whispered. He was holding Vale's hand, their finger intervene. "If you had told me last year around this time, we would be here... Like this... I would have checked you in a mental institution"

Vale chuckled and leaned more against the smaller body. "If the boys continue like this, you might have to." he jokes and grinned happily. "I'm not sure if they drive me insane, towards a heart attack, make me go grey or all of it. But they are our boys and I couldn't be happier"

"They are. They really are" Marc agreed with a huge smile. There was no doubt in Vale's heart that this expression was as honest and as pure as it could be. It was honest happiness. "And I would trade it for nothing in the world. This is our small, weird, special family."

"Just perfect.... And... You are happy?" Vale asked just to be reassured. After all, it had been a big chance. "So incredible happy" "Good... That's all I want. I only want you to be happy." "I am happy as long as I'm with you." "You will have me for as long as you want me" "That's a really long time" "I sure hope so-" he whispered and kissed him.

The first firework had started once Vale's lips had met Marc's. The church bells started to ring, indicating that they had hit midnight when Marc raises his hand to put it around Vale's cheeks.

They had ended the year kissing and started the new year just the same. And both knee that this year would be filled with even more kisses and love.

The soft kiss felt like heaven. Especially because their kids were around them yelling excitedly. It felt like the essence wmof their family got capture in that second.

They separated both smiling like love drunk teenagers when small hands attacked them. Within seconds they had their kids hugging their legs and hugging them tight.

"Happy new year papas!" they yelled in unisono, all of them smiling. Marc and Vale looked at each other, both knowing their hearts felt like bursting while looking at the little ones.

"Happy new year bambinos" Vale replied while Marc was crushing Marco, Pecco and Franky in a tight hug with one of the widest smile Vale had ever seen.

Happy new year everyone! Stay safe in 2025!

[alexa-fika]

Hello there ,hope your doing well💕 ,I really like your writing, So I was wondering if I may request, Shanks and benn with a fem! reader with a cute,gentle sweet personlity, That's overly sweet to everyone, just a cute person but sometimes can be taken for granted by other people, Reader has a close relationship with both men ,they almost always tell eachother everything and they share physical affection with y/n, Sometimes even fignt over y/n. You can write this in any scenario you wish for.^^

Thank you so much!! Have a good day!!!🫂💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

Cocktails ( Shanks x reader x Beckman)

A/N Ngl I was goinh to delete this one just cause I was having so much trouble with, not even romance just non-platonic? But boy am I glad I din’t cause I had fun and I really liked how it turned out! I really went off in shanks and his parental decisions in this one

Reader here is replaced by Dokucha which stands for Reader in Japanese for the enjoyment of reader and oc character readers alike!

Dividers by @/firefly-graphics

“Well, look who is back,” Dokucha called with a smile as she watched the familiar crew walk into the bar.

“I’m guessing your treasure hunt was successful then?” She teased as she began rolling out tankards towards the crew, who threw cheers at the barmaid

“Ready as always, Dokucha,” Yassop called as he took hold of his tankard.

“I can’t let my best customers go thirsty now, could I? Nor hungry,” she called as she passed by his table, dropping a plate of the fish of the current season in front of the man, bordered by a few crustaceans.

“Yahahaha, you actually remembered?!” He called as he took one of the crustaceans and plopped it in his mouth

“Of course!” She grinned, throwing the man a wink as she dropped a plate of chicken meat to the man sharing Yassop’s table

“Din’t forget about you, Lucky Dear.”

"Jajaja! Thank you Dokucha!"

“At your service.”

“What about you two gentlemen?” She teased as she pulled out two glasses for the men who sat at the bar

“Willing to take a risk with me again?” She asked as she began to mix drinks in front of them

“Dahahaha! You always manage to hit the mark with your drinks, Dokucha!” Shanks cackled as he nodded his head toward the woman.

She shook her head as she let out a giggle at his usual overexcited attitude as he looked towards his first mate.

“What about you, Beck? Up for the challenge?”

“For you, Darlin’ always.”

“Alright!” she exclaimed as she continued mixing drinks, occasionally stopping to blend fruits to add to them.

“And here you go!” she said, sliding a green drink to the Captain, topped with a couple of Kiwi. To the vice-captain, she slid a glass with golden liquid, topped by a lone cherry as a garnish.

“What are they?” Beckmann questioned, taking a small sip of the drink

“Oh! It’s sake?!” Shanks beams as he tastes his own drink

“Yes! It’s a Caipisake! I know you always say there is no better drink than the one in East Blue. So I present to you the traditional and most famous drink in the Goa kingdom: a cocktail with a base of sake.” she babbled out as she gestured to the fruity cocktail.

“Beck, I made you a Manhattan. It has a base of Black rum, which has a smokey flavor since I noticed you tend to enjoy those more.”

“I taste a sweet undertone,” he called, glancing up at her.

“Mmhm! That would be the sweet vermouth.” She gushed.

“Dokucha, you have got to sail on the Red Force with us; I can’t possibly survive the rough sea without your brew. Here, I thought sake would be enough for me, but sweetcheeks, you have a knack for changing a man!” Shanks proclaimed as he swirled his glass and downed it

“Despite his overdramatic, he is not wrong, Darlin’. Every time we come, you make something different, and every time, I leave with a new favorite,” Beck spoke, ignoring the protests and whines the redhead threw his way.

“I-It’s nothing; it would be bad if I couldn’t do this much,” she said, a meek smile on her face, as she continued to continue drinks and food to the crew, blind to the knowing glances the men shared between them.

She frowned, watching as Luffy ran off, not paying attention to her. Regardless, she continued walking, approaching the pier and the man who sat on it.

“May I ?” She asked, gesturing to the now empty spot beside him, filling it once she had received a small nod from the first mate.

“That went horribly wrong,” he sighed, letting out a puff of smoke.

“I believe it went as good as it could have gone.” she corrected, gazing back towards the sea before them.

“With Luffy storming off once again?” he gaped, turning to look at her.

“Come on, Beck, you have been with him long enough. Luffy is Luffy; your words won’t reach him instantly; he needs time for the words to reach him in his own way at his own time.”

“I’m not sure they will this time,” he called, gesturing towards the mountain Luffy had disappeared too.

“You think he will be able to forgive the boss?”

“I know he will. His emotional intelligence is quite high for such a young boy. He reminds me of you in that way,” she grinned, making her way in front of the man as she kneeled down and took hold of his hands, much to his shock.

“Thank you, Beckmann, for always watching over my nephew and for being such a kind soul; I know this situation with Uta has been hard on you too, so thank you because, despite your pain, you still are trying to help others.”

“You’re killing me here, Darlin, he called as he gingerly grasped her hand, placing a small kiss on it, his signature cigarette now long gone.

“I made a mistake.” He sighed

Shanks had just returned from Elegia just hours before and to say that he was heartbroken was an understatement. So much had occured in so little time, he had to fight his own daughter who under the control of the music demon had ravaged trough the town. Ultimately, after he and his crew had managed to defeat it, he decided to leave Uta behind, taking the blame for the destruction of the town.

“It’s not an easy situation,” she started, slightly smiling as she continued drying her glassware.

“But I would go back. AH. Ah.” She tutted, putting a finger up as she noticed Shanks’ attempt to interrupt.

“Shanks. You made a choice a decade ago; you could have chosen to find her a different home and leave the chest with someone else that day. But you chose to parent her instead; you took the responsibility, and so now you keep that responsibility.” she scolded, by now having left the safety of the bar as she stood in front of the man to take her point across

“I know you think this is what’s best for her, but is it really? You just left her behind and had someone tell her, ‘Oh yeah, the people who have cared for you your whole life and who you admire deeply just destroyed, ransacked the town, and left you, sorry! But don’t worry, I’ll make you the greatest singer!” she rambled, her voice taking a higher pitch as she imitated the mayor’s voice.

“Dokucha, she has a dream. I cannot keep her from achieving it by keeping her tied to the crew,” he frowned, looking away from the mixologist.

“How is her being with her family tying her down? Had she asked to leave the crew, would you have stopped her?”

“No-

“No! If she wishes to leave, she can make that decision herself, Shanks. She is a child, a very loved one. So Yes, of course, she won’t leave her family regardless of her dream right now, she’s 12, but kids grow up and independentize, and they should do so with the support of their family. She should not be following her dream on a far-off island with some old man, thinking that her family left her behind whilst destroying the town of that said old man!”

“Dokucha i-

“Answer me this: do your crewmates not have their own dreams they are trying to achieve?” She questioned ignoring the man’s attempt to step in

“They do, each of them does, but it is not the same.”

“But it is,” she answered softly, putting one of her hands on his cheek to get his attention.

“A crew can have dreams while being on the crew, just like their Captain does; they reach those dreams with their family, their crew. None of them have given up on their dream, and you would never ask that of them; rather, you do everything in your power to support them, don’t you? That’s what Uta needs.”

He stared at her for a while, eventually leaving out a scoffed laugh as he shook his head. He had been sure of his decisions Days prior as he believed that leaving Uta behind following the rise of Tot Musica would be the best for both of them. It would keep his daughter safe and it would enable her to finally go after her lifelong dream but after hearing the point of view of an outsider his previous decision definitely seemed….stupid.

“Thank you, Dokucha, I will, I will get my daughter back,” he stated

“But you know I’ve never seen this side of you; you have always been so sweet-spoken, never took you for the bossy type,” he teased.

Her face flushes at his words as she backs away from him, putting her hands on her face as if to make herself invincible.

“T-Th- I ju- I just wanted to make my point!” she sputters out.

“Mmhm,” he hums, resting his hand on the bar counter as he leans his cheek on, watching the woman try to compose herself.

“R-Regardless! Luffy is here, s-so get yourself together,” She grumbled.

Listen Like I said I went off on Shanks, someone had to tell him 💅🏽 .And Somebody had to tell my man Beckman! Cause we see you Beck we see your hard work!!

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[sold2vlaykz]

Your wishes his demand.

Yandere millionaire X black F! reader

Warning! Unspecified age, older white guy X younger black female reader, kidnapping,

He was making your dream come true, it was fate that you ended up with someone like him. So why were you crying?

Why didn’t you enjoy the chains that bounded you to the bed in his mansion.

You were his pretty black girl, with daddy issues.

And he was your man, who just happened to be a psychopath.

He loved you, and you didn’t even know he existed until today. Despite how many years he spent outside of your window watching you be his weird little girl.

Talking to yourself, crying over arguments with your family, getting high late at night, reading those pieces of fiction about men you’d never have, telling your online older boyfriends how much you’ve always wanted to date an older guy, only to end up being used.

He wouldn’t do that to you, that’s why he killed them, even went as far to kill a couple of your celebrity crushes.

God he was seething when you cried over them.

He only let your family live because of how much you loved them, despite the arguments, the fights, and the mental hospitals they’ve put you through.

Sure you were a little crazy, but he didn’t care he’d kiss the scars on your skin, he’d kiss your insecurities away.

You didn’t have to be embarrassed with him, all those times he watched you do the craziest things from your window, with a smile on his face.

So why were you breaking down, why were you begging him to take you home, why were you begging to leave him?

He fit the description you craved, the older, tall, white, fit, psychopathic, rich male.

So why didn’t you accept him, and all his trauma?

Accept him, and all the bad things he’s done, despite it being murder, despite it being stalking, despite it being illegal to even be with you.

But this was what you wanted.

His hands wiped away your tears, cradling your face.

“Do you like it?”

He asked, his voice coed in your ear.

Showing you the outfit he bought for you, something that had been pinned in your Pinterest for a while.

But he had access to all of it, your contacts, your socials.

Because that’s how much he loves you, all of you.

He’d take you back home, but it wouldn’t be the last time he saw you or the last time you saw him. He just wanted to spoil you, and love you until both of you grew old. Despite his being sooner than yours.

“Don’t cry, you’re too pretty to cry.”

He placed a kiss on your forehead, finding you beautiful despite the tears and snot that coated your face.

“I love you.”

He tucked your braided hair behind your ear, admiring every part of you.

The only reason he’d let you go today was simple, he was wealthy, rich among millions of men. So if you went home, called the police. Nothing would happen, they’d drop it. It’d just be pointless, but he admired you.

He knew you’d try, his brave girl.

You didn’t know how much power you had. He’d commit wars if it meant pleasing you, he’d be a nation wide serial killer if it meant you’d be happy.

The God forsaken things he’d do.

Just say the word, and the world will burn.

He did it all for you, you were the only thing stopping him from destroying it all. His pretty angel, could you believe it all started just because he saw you walking down the street with tears in those pretty eyes.

He didn’t believe in love at first sight, hell he didn’t believe in love at all until he saw you.

The anonymous gifts he sent to your house in your name, the most expensive jewelry, anything on your wishlist.

He didn’t get how you didn’t understand that someone wanted you.

Someone needed you.

And he didn’t care how many skulls he had to stomp on to get you, how many people he had to crush.

Wondering why all your bullies in school went away, wondering why your ex boyfriend disappeared.

Why the bills your parents couldn’t afford had been paid.

He didn’t care for them, he didn’t care for anyone- but his care for you outweighed it all. He didn’t care about his life, the only reason he went on living is because he couldn’t stand the thought of someone else having you.

He fucking loved you, and just couldn’t get enough.

[peachhcs]

alright blarie and sammy meeting? and sammy is like oh she’s adorable 🥺

i feel like those novels where the author writes their books in the same universes and then their characters from different books end up meeting and everyone is like omg it’s all connected

any au i do is almost always gonna connect and be in the same “universe” hence the samy + will universe i’ve started LOL

au masterlist

“just don’t freak her out, okay?” mack said as he led will and samy to where blaire was waiting. the brunette pinched her eyebrows together. “freak her out? why would i do that? we literally know each other,” the girl laughed, her arm clinging to will’s as they walked.

“i don’t know, she’s really nervous to meet you though,” mack shrugged and something inside samy was flattered that mack’s girlfriend was nervous to meet her because she’s never thought she was someone that people got nervous around.

after mentioning to blaire that samy was coming back to san jose, the figure skater sort of begged mack to meet her. she’s heard so much about the soccer player from both mack and will and from the little she remembered when they met so many years ago, she wanted to properly meet the girl that her boyfriend considered a sister.

“sometimes you get a little too excited..” will half teased, only being allowed to say that because he was her boyfriend.

“hey! i just love meeting new people,” the girl rolled her eyes.

the three rounded the corner and caught sight of blaire leaning up against the wall waiting for them. she heard their footsteps and their voices, immediately straightening herself up when she met their gaze.

“hey, pretty girl,” mack greeted her first with a loving hug and peck on the cheek. she giggled at his affection and will and samy watched like proud parents.

“hi, great game tonight,” blaire cheered and then her gaze slid to the couple standing a few feet away.

“wow, you must be samy. it’s good to..re-meet you?” blaire laughed at her choice of words, sticking her hand out to the girl in front of her.

samy was a hugger though. she detached her arm from will’s to bring the dirty blonde into a gentle squeeze. “it’s good to see you again, blaire. i didn’t even know you went here.”

“yeah, it was such a coincidence. i can’t believe you’re like some star soccer player now,” blaire was surprised by the hug, but she quickly squeezed samy back. when they pulled away the two girls exchanged friendly smiles.

“yeah, i definitely did a 180. i really love it though. i’m so glad you’re still figure skating though, that’s awesome. mack says you’re really good,” the older girl glanced over at the younger brunette who flushed.

“he’s just saying that,” blaire blushed, shaking her head. she always got warm and bubbly whenever mack praised her talent.

“i promise i’m not. you’re the best i know,” mack praised her again and samy smiled seeing blaire so blushy around the boy. she remembered how blushy she was around will when they first got together and how blushy she still got.

“so how about we grab dinner together? i’d love to get to know you more since we last saw each other when we were like twelve,” samy chuckled and everyone quickly agreed.

samy got herself into will’s car while mack rode with blaire. the brunette was grinning from ear to ear, “i already love her.”

“it’s weird seeing him so happy, right?” will chuckled as they pulled out of the lot after blaire who led the way to the restaurant.

“yeah, but he’s happy. i’ve never seen mack that happy before. i mean he’s always happy, but that was really happy,” samy emphasized making her boyfriend laugh.

“i think mack’s glad you like her. he’s been waiting for you to meet her all week,” the blonde hummed which further proved how much the younger brunette looked up to the the couple and wanted their approval. the thought made both of them smile.

dinner went really well. samy and blaire talked the entire time about life and their boyfriends and their sports while will and mack just sat back and listened. it was pretty safe to say blaire and mack were getting an invite to the lake house next summer.

when they finished and walked back onto the sidewalk samy pulled the younger rookie aside for a moment.

“i really like her. she’s adorable,” the girl said quietly while blaire chatted with will about something. mack quickly smiled.

“you do?”

“i can see how much she likes you and you like her,” the brunette pinched his cheek and the boy flushed.

“i’m glad you like her. i’m glad will likes her too,” they eyed the other two laughing about something.

“i hope i see her everytime i come back,” samy squeezed his arm before joining into blaire and will’s conversation.

[polycentricsnz]

My partner has the Kink

CW: mentions of kink, sex, and mess. You have been warned. The mess parts are noted where mentioned.

So my Partner who I’ve dated for 2 years now at this point. For the purposes of this story we’ll refer to them as A. A is a nonbinary trans masc who I met on a dating app. What started initially as just some fun has turned into the most healthy, stable, and supportive relationship I’ve ever had.

I told A pretty early on about my interest in sneezes and they were very supportive of it.

Part of me felt guilty though for enjoying it with them though, mostly because I’m such a softy. I just don’t like hurting people, and that has always made domming a little harder even as a switch for other kinks we share.

ANYWAYS, cut to recently. A has been yapping a lot more about the kink, bringing it up without prompts in smaller settings, when watching media, just casually mentioning that they recorded their sneezes from a recent cold. This caused some raised eyebrows. There are two instances I know that I only recall one specifically.

Our shtick is watching Hell’s Kitchen together, and as we do as two very queer individuals we casually thirst over the different contestants. They just casually dropped one day “yeah…she’d have a really cute sneeze.”

To which I just sat there in silence processing what was just said.

So cut to two days ago at the time of writing this, and finally I had to call them out on it. It didn’t help we were both sick and flaunting the idea of me visiting and letting them dote all over me.

It’s important to note A is a very caring individual with me, and shows their love through acts of physical service and affection, like massages, scratches, and just general attention to my body in a very sensual way.

So finally I said “you can’t tell me you’re not getting this by proxy??”

To which they respond “NO ITS BEYOND THAT NOW”

Followed shortly by “There’s definitely been a few times where I’ve incorporated it into my routine. Like if I’m rubbing one out sometimes I make myself sneeze, or I think about you sneezing and it does things for me.”

So, as of writing this post, yesterday I went for a visit and we chatted. We communicate a lot, in fact it’s something we pride ourselves on being very good at with each other and in general. We talked, I mentioned how I felt guilty and why we hadn’t really experimented a lot before, they talked about how this wasn’t something that was picked up by me, more so my introduction was what helped put the puzzle pieces in place. They recalled certain instances of old tv shows, similar to most of us snzfuckers see when we’re younger and feel a certain intrigue to those sick day episodes and what not. It was a very good conversation, and we both left it I think feeling a mixture of both happiness and anxiousness of what came next.

Some time passes, we’re hanging out, and finally things are “happening.” We’re kissing and whatever, and as the “experienced” one I feel it’s my responsibility to show A the ropes so to speak on this new found kink for them.

I don’t dom, it’s not my thing, and yet…I had a LOT of fun.

Using some cuffs made from rope to tie their hands behind their back, putting a blindfold over their pretty eyes that said “fuck me” on it. (The other side says “fuck you” so depends on the vibe of the day)

Finally I made a point to sniffle a few times in their ear. Their reactions were adorable, soft little whimpers and whines. Finally I induced for them, teasing my already sensitive nose with a rolled up corner of a tissue. The first one I made a point to do it away from them, gauge their reaction (which again was adorable.)

I felt comfy enough with previous conversations to do my second one right on their face. I was able to get a third one out and aimed it on their neck.

After a quick check in I decided to use some chhinkni, and if any of ya’ll have heard my wav, you know it’s very effective on me.

A couple sniffs, the blindfold back on and…

CW MESS MENTIONED!!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!

So chhinkni makes me messy, on top of my cold. A couple sneezes in, and I did warn them this would happen and they were okay with it, and I had sprayed all over their neck. They LOVED it.

Strike 2, my partner is a messfucker too.

I made a point after a long fit to lift their blindfold up to show them the mess dripping from my nose, their reaction was priceless. Mess splayed out on their neck and shoulders and hanging from my pink nose.

BACK TO NON MESS STUFF!!!

We continued on a little longer, inducing more and enjoying other activities as well, and I let them induce me a little as well, and let them try chhinkni. It’s not as effective on them, or maybe we just need to use more. We’ll see.

There was lots of lovely aftercare after, lots of nose blowing, sweet affirming words traded, and lots of cuddling. We both had a lot of fun in the end.

I love my partner, I always have, and we’ve had good sex in the past. The bar was already high, and somehow it’s been raised.

Soooo needless to say…yup…my partner has the kink. Would it have changed anything if they didn’t…no. Is it just something new for us to show our love for each other more…yes.

[bluarlequinno]

I can't believe I was right about this, I was half joking because I didn't think Wicked would actually be that much perceived outside of the fandom (somehow I forgot Ariana Grande fans existed and were actually gonna watch it just for her, silly me).

I guess the only thing I was wrong is that it was gonna be bad, as a Wicked musical adaptation it was actually pretty good and I've warmed up to it, I'm aware it was never meant to please the ideal version of the story I have in my head and it's fine.

But oh man...

I hope the Wicked hype dies down completely so our community can go back to normal, I'm tired of people invading a mostly queer space and feeling entitled to tell us that Gelphie isn't real, that we are seeing things as if this hasn't been a predominantly queer fandom, as if Gelphie isn't one of the most important things in the fandom, or acting super ignorant about the heavy political and social topics. Throwing hate to the book and misinformation without reading it and shitting on the original musical or refusing to watch it, dumbing down and reducing Glinda to being Ariana Grande and not being able to see her as a character outside of that.

Forgetting this characters aren't and haven't been this actors always, they aren't the actors. I do love the way Cynthia gave her own take on Elphaba, but she isn't the whole all in all of Elphaba, this character isn't Cynthia and has existed before her.

This is a very surface level explanation of the many things happening in the fandom, but I think it's a manifestation of how TikTok treats fandoms, before this movie, Wicked was barely in TikTok, I mean there were some, but not really much, and the fandom was the same people we've always been, and now people are treating it like a modern fandom without any respect for anything, without even caring about what this is, the level of entitlement and attempt of erasure of literal history for theater kids, queer people and sapphic ships in fandom is insane.

I want to clear out that I'm not saying all the new fans are bad, I'm not even talking about the people who've become new fans, but I'm just so tired of seeing how a fandom space that had been very nice and queer is turning quite stressful, at least for me lately, and I'm gonna say it, it might sound pretencious but I don't care. If you've only watched the movie, you don't know this characters the same way that a lot of us do, it isn't a bad thing because this movie and the way they are in the movie is very enjoyable in its own right, I'm glad for whoever is a new fan that this characters and Wicked the movie was so good to you that you've joined the fandom, BUT this characters and the way we, more older fans interpret them is very hard to explain because the book and the musical are different and we as a fandom have been exploring the way this two can coexist, therefore we integrate them into a way that we can see this characters as a mixture of both, or integrate more here and there, but always with a grain of salt of the differences etc.

These characters have been explored in ways that you'd never see in the movie, with personalities that you wouldn't only get from watching the movie, with conflicts that surpass what has only been presented in the movie. If you've only watched the movie, you really don't know years of interpretation and characterization and writing that we as a community have done for these characters and it does feel quite annoying to have people who's only interaction with Wicked be the movie, come here to talk to us about how we are wrong and try to give an opinion about something that we've been talking about for years with the same problems we've already been discussing for years.

Yeah the "omg the book is dark" was funny the first couple of times, but some of you act like children, I'm tired of having to see such awful anti-intellectual opinions, like we went through this before. Is it so hard to do some research? Is it hard to act analytically about a piece of media? Like seriously why do people freak out so much, I've read the book, you people exaggerate and twist the nature of this book to paint it like it was some fifty shades of grey obscenery or something. Do you even understand what you're reading? Or do you read in a TikTok comment that omg it's dark, and did you know? It has ... Sex

And I'm not talking about new fans, well at least not all of them, although I would not call someone a Wicked fan if they are like the people that I've mentioned prior who've invaded this fandom space.

I'm talking about people who think they know more than literally a decades old community that has cultivated their view of this story from the different mediums it's been. You don't need to read the book or watch the original musical to understand this movie, but don't come to this community feeling entitled to an opinion if you don't even care to engage with it fully outside of said movie.

No one mourns the wicked but I will sure mourn whatever Wicked used to be before this upcoming movie

[macaroni-rascal]

Ok I just watched Hubbell/Donohue’s 2021 RD at worlds to Burlesque and I’m obsessed with this music for the Finnstep having really only watched VM’s Finnstep. Have you seen the performance? Do you like it? And if you’re so inclined to do this, how would you compare their technique to VM in Dream a Little Dream (which I love so much)? Thanks!

Hello! Thanks for the ask!

I have seen that performance. I love the finnstep, it's probably one of my favourite ice dance patterns, along with the golden waltz and the tango romantica.

I enjoyed it a lot that season because I thought Hubbell and Donohue had one of the better finnsteps. I'm sad to say you could really see a decline in quality in the level of steps since 2014, and most team really struggled with the quick, detailed, and intricate movements required for that pattern.

Everyone, Madi included really struggled with the twizzle at the beginning of the pattern, the women were putting their foot down, they were falling out of it, not actually doing a twizzle at all, it was rough out here. Tessa's twizzle was wonderful, she was sure, quick and her and Scott stayed in character. I also think Tessa and Scott skated closer together, which they were known for and experts at. By the time the finnstep came back around, the open hold trend had been en vogue for more than 6 years, and you could tell. H/B had solid speed and kept up their speed, but they could get a little messy in their feet/legs and didn't have quick snap that I think V/M excelled at.

To quote the iconic Tracy Wilson: "They say a finnstep should be like sparkling champagne. Bubbly, light, and crisp."

She compared Tessa and Scott to Dom Perignon, and I think Madi and Zack were just didn't have the level of effervescence and ease that was required for the steps to really flourish, but they did a solid job.

[deus-ex-mona]

did aizo really switch the hand with which he was holding his microphone just to hold hands with yujiro like that?

[simptasia]

mum wasn't much into DS9, she didnt like it when it was airing, and only really started to get into it in the later years of her life. she loved quark. but still, i'm glad she got to see "dr. bashir i presume?" before she died

and she loved it