#went from a 3 to a 10 real quick

[halfwildheart]

I’m gonna have to start selling off some chickens or something because chicken math has gotten out of control 😅

[ursanic]

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[v1sexual]

that’s a wrap 🎬 ; vi (arcane)

a behind the senes arcane modern au ! (bcs wtf was that ending)

note : this fic (like all of my other ones) are a bit (a lot actually) self indulgent. this will also be in a third person’s point of view because i’m trying to get used (and get better) writing in a 3rd person’s pov. this is also lowkey a vi x reader *sighs*, i just love my gf so bad ya’ll.

p.s. the character names are also their names in ‘real life’ (because i said so).

cw : spoilers for arcane act 3, swearing,

unedited & not proofread

ever since she got her dream role as one of the leading cast in arcane, she started filming bits and pieces of how the show came to life (with the consent of everyone involved of course). since the filming of season 1 up to season 2 act three, (name) has compiled an hour worth of uncut behind the scenes content that she and the cast planned on releasing during the opening premiere for the last act of arcane.

“you ready shortcake?” (name)’s girlfriend called out, just as she finished putting a thin sheet of lipgloss on her lips. “almost done violet,” she called out, putting her shoes one.

(name) took one last look at herself in the full body mirror, admiring her hard work. she wore a dark red dress paired with sheer black elbow length gloves, and black platform heels with red accents (that violet gifted you a couple months ago).

after shoving her phone inside a red clutch, (name)’s bedroom door opened. violet stood in front of her. she wore a two-piece suit with a dark red button-up blouse tucked inside her pants, the first couple of buttons of the blouse were undone, and her hair (at least the ones on the side of her head that wasn’t shaved) was in a messy slick back.

“absolutely gorgeous,” vi whispered under her breath. she walked towards (name), she placed her hands on her girlfriend’s hips before leaning down to kiss her. “flatterer,” (name) giggled as she pressed a finger against vi’s lips, preventing vi from kissing her.

vi nipped at her girlfriend’s gloved finger, “i speak the truth, and nothing but the truth.” she whispered.

(name) hummed, smiling lovingly as her girlfriend. “thank you baby, you look amazing yourself. hot even.”

a loud noise came from (name) and vi’s phone, interrupting their moment.

“we need to go violet, it’s almost time for the premiere.” (name) exclaimed excitedly, breaking away from her girlfriend. she held onto vi’s arm and practically dragged her outside.

“i don’t get a kiss before we go?” vi pouted, (name) rolled her eyes before pressing a quick peck on vi’s lips then proceeded to get inside the passenger seat of her girlfriend’s car. vi sighed, shaking her head before she went inside the driver seat and thinking how she’d make you pay later for not giving her a proper kiss.

ꕀ

let’s just say that everyone was bawling after premiering the last three episodes of arcane. (name) sat in between vi and her sister powder (whose head was resting against ekko’s shoulder) practically vibrating with excitement as the producers went on stage to thank everyone, especially the fans, for coming to the premiere.

it was almost time to present the special behind the scenes video (name) made. everyone knew of the special little project but no one has really seen it, not the director, the producers, or even her loving girlfriend. soon enough, she was called on stage for a little speech and to present the video.

“hi everyone,” she started, voice shaking a bit. “first of all i would like to thank you for coming to tonight’s premiere. it’s been an honor to work with you for the past couple of years. as you all know, i’ve been compiling tons of little snippets of us ever since the production of arcane has started. all in all, i’ve collected an hour’s worth of behind the scenes content. since i didn’t want to keep all of us in here for another hour or so i’ve edited the video and out came the 10 minute behind the scenes compilation that i’m about to play. but don’t worry, i’ve already uploaded the original uncut version to the shared online album for everyone to view.”

a series of murmurs and giggles filled the audience as (name) gave herself a second to pause. “anyways,” you cleared your throat. “without further ado, i present, arcane : behind all the heartbreak and drama, enjoy!”

when (name) sat down next to her girlfriend, the video started rolling.

ꕀ

scene one.

the camera unfocused and focused as a young looking (name) had her face up to close to it’s lens. she had a cheeky smile on her face.

“hi guys! it’s (name) and today is the first day of filming arcane!” she then proceeded to flip the camera and did a little trailer tour. she the went outside where she introduced everyone in the cast as well as the director and producers.

scene two.

the video cuts to what seems to be the scene where the battle between silco and vander happened. (name) shows the audience the set, some of the special effects, and had the actresses for young vi and powder do a little question and answer for her.

“hey girls!” she called out. the two children ran towards her, giddy smiles on their faces. it was right after filming the scene of vi and powder’s falling out, when vi called powder a jinx.

“how does the nose feel?” (name) asked, gingerly touching child powder’s nose that hade fake blood dripping from it. the child shrugged, replying “i’ve had worse. she punches like a little girl.” which made the tween who played young vi roll her eyes.

“that’s a bunch of bull! she cried actual tears, like real tears! she totally wasn’t acting”

(name) sighed and left the two children to playfully argue before the camera cuts to vander and silco. the two men were taking a nap on the side of the set, both had their arms crossed and head leaning against the wall. “they truly are brother,” she spoke into the camera.

the scene cuts again, this time (name) was with the kids who played mylo and claggor.

“as you can see i am not dead,” mylo shouted at the camera, a cheeky grin on his face. while claggor imitates mylo’s death scene, his hand clutching where the steel bar pierces mylo’s skin before dramatically falling to the ground and laughing his ass off.

scene three.

(name)’s camera was propped up against a mirror, she was currently in the hair and make-up booth with jayce, viktor, and mel. she held her mic against her, “so my dearest mel, how does it feel to have everyone wish they were jayce during that one scene?” (name) wiggled her eyebrows as mel began laughing uncontrollably.

“all i can say is i’d rather have the beautiful zaunite enforcer rather than the golden boy,” mel said jokingly into the mic, referring to (name)’s character in the show. making everyone in the dressing room laugh.

the scene then cuts to what seems to be (name) reading people’s tweets regarding the show to the rest of the cast.

“jayce this one’s directed to you,” (name) said in between laughs. “i hate hate hate jayce talis. imagine being in the lap of a literal goddess but all you is cry and whine about your historic twink bag fumble.”

jayce was dumbfounded as everyone doubled up in laughter. “what the fuck is that supposed to mean?!?” he shouted. poor boy looked so confused, he looked like he had stroke trying to understand what historic twink bag fumble meant.

“this last one is for vik,” (name) started as the laughter died down (jayce still consfused in the background, asking vi what ‘historic twink bag fumble’ meant). “one of the fans said, ‘can i lick-“ almost immediately (name) started laughing.

“they said ‘can i lick viktor’s hextechticles.’” almost immediately everyone started laughing again, the sounds of boisterous laughter filled the room.

viktor’s cheeks tinted pink, he gripped his stomach as he laughed. “i have no idea how to respond to that.” he wheezed into the mic.

scene four.

“good morning everyone!” (name) exclaimed, waving at the camera. “we have my fave girl with us. the one, the only, caitlyn!”

the blue haired girl grinned, “but i’m not your favorite-“ she said in a teasing tone before got she cut off.

“you are my favorite girl,” (name) huffed, a visible blush paints her cheek as caitlyn rolled her eyes playfully.

she then proceeded to do a quick set tour, showing the audience how it really looked like without any cgi and all that jazz. the scene ends with (name) and caitlyn yapping about routines or rituals that helped them get in the mood to play their characters.

scene five.

this clip was taken during the filming of season two. (name) smiled at camera, her fingers on her lips in a shushing expression then pans the camera behind her. she was in one of the dressing rooms, and in the corner was sevika, powder (dressed up as jinx), and isha, who were sound asleep.

“look at this cute little dysfunctional family,” (name) whispered. sevika had powder leaning on her shoulder as isha was sprawled on her lap.

scene six.

“don’t fret ya’ll she’s alive!” (name) shouted at the camera, holding isha out like a sacrificial lamb. the camera seemed like it was held by someone significantly taller than her, the angle looking a bit funny as she held isha up.

the child laughed, (name) then propped the kid on her hip. powder then walked in-frame, she took isha from (name)’s hold and helped the kid up on her shoulders. “SHE’S ALIVEEEE!” powder shouted before running around the set, her hands supporting the kid’s weight.

“i swear if she dropped the kid-“ a voice from behind the camera mumbled.

“they’re gonna be fine vi,” (name) laughed. “let them be.”

scene seven.

during this scene, instead of the usual (name) who filmed most (if not all) the videos, it was cait and powder who held the camera. a cheeky grin etched on their lips. the camera then flipped to show their surroundings.

lo and behold, it was vi. she was cocooned in a thick blanket snoring away without a care in the world. cait then proceeded to walk towards her. once close enough, she held the camera at an angle to show (name) who was tucked between vi’s legs, her head resting against vi’s chest with the blanket almost covering her whole body.

“aren’t they the cutest,” cait snickered.

“can’t beat the dating allegations now,” powder replied with a snort.

scene eight.

“i’m actually bawling,” (name) whispered into the camera before adjusting it to show the rest of the set. the others are currently in the middle of filming a scene for act 3, she zoomed the camera to powder and ekko. they were dancing as the song ‘ma meilleure ennemie’ played in the background.

mylo and claggor’s hushed voices joined (name)’s as she continued to film, then suddenly the camera was yanked away and mylo’s face entered the frame.

“for anyone wondering, they’re actually dating in real life.” mylo whispered, claggor then appeared next to him with an unamused expression. “that was supposed to be a secret! they’re not out in the public yet.” he scolded.

“well, you can tell by the chemistry and tension between them. doesn’t take a genius to put two and two together. have you seen the dating rumours?”

(name)’s sigh was visibly heard before snatching the camera. “if by then ekko and power hasn’t come out as a couple yet i’ll just cut this part out.” she murmured.

scene nine.

“what is everyone’s fave song from the series?” (name) said, reading aloud the question written in a piece of paper.

“that’s a tough one,” ambessa said.

“probably to ashes and blood,” sevika exclaimed, then nods of agreement and murmurs filled the room.

“mine’s a no brainer,” heimerdinger piped. “my favorite song is spin the wheel, sung by yours truly.” everyone laughed, a couple people agreed as others began playfully teasing heimerdinger.

(name) smiled at her friends before looking at the camera. “my favorite has to be our love or ma meillure ennemie.”

“enemy by imagine dragons!”

everyone then proceeded to sing the song, goofily making sound effects and lowering their voices.

scene ten.

(name) panned the camera up, she zoomed in on vi and powder as they acted one of the most heartbreaking scenes in act 3. vi’s gauntlet clutched powder’s hand as the blue haired girl dangled, vander, who was dressed in the pre-cgi warwick costume, held her, the wires supporting their weights.

tears streamed down vi’s face as she looked down at her sister, she opened her mouth to deliver her line but nothing came out.

“crap, i forgot the line. wait.” she called out, smiling sheepishly.

the director sighed, “cut! let’s roll that again.”

powder laughed and shakes her head. “you fucking idiot.”

“cut it out you two,” vander scolded, his deep voice menacing yet playful.

“yeah, yeah.” vi replied, then held a thumbs up to signal that she was ready.

(name)’s laughs can be heard from behind the camera, she then flipped it to show her face. “you guys are about to hate every single thing about this scene i just know it.” caitlyn appeared next to her, she nursed a cup of coffee and smiled at the camera.

“be sure to keep your eyes open though,” was all caitlyn said before winking and walking away.

ꕀ

pictures taken from the set began to appear in a slideshow as the video ended. almost everyone was in shambles, especially the fans who were invited to come to the premiere. a round of applause echoed across the room as the producers step onto the stage again for the closing remarks.

the event ended a couple hours later than expected. the cast mingled, had a late dinner and a couple of drinks. everyone was enjoying themselves and having fun one last time before they went their separate ways.

“sad to think how i won’t be seeing everyone everyday now,” (name) whispered sadly as she and vi sat in one corner of the room. “i sure will miss everyone.”

vi draped an arm over her girlfriend’s shoulders, she leaned down until her face was adjacent to (name)’s. “not us though.” vi smiled teasingly.

“won’t you get tired of me though?” (name) asked, her hands cupped vi’s cheeks. her girlfriend snorted, acting as if she had just told a funny joke. “not by a long shot cupcake.”

the two leaned forward, their noses touching, lips only centimetres apart. just as about their lips met, cait’s voice startled them.

“i’m gonna have to borrow my best girl for a second vi,” she teased. “you can have (name) all to yourself later but for now we need to dance.”

the next thing (name) knew she was being dragged to dance floor by caitlyn, loud music blasting as her friend swayed. she looked back at vi who shrugged at her, a smile playing on her lips. (name) smiled before blowing her girlfriend a kiss. soon enough everybody joined them on the dance floor. ekko, powder, and isha danced in a circle, sevika who was reluctantly dragged by mel, jayce and viktor who gawked at heimerdinger (who was absolutely smashing the dance floor by the way), and then there was mylo who was talking to the dj as claggor did his best in becoming wingman of the year. some stayed seated and chose to drink, like silco, vander, and ambessa, who watched the others danced.

soon enough, the night finally ended. a couple people who were sober chaperoned those who were drunk, some opted to stay in nearby hotels. after saying their goodbyes, vi and (name) drove back to their shared apartment.

“that was fun,” (name) yawned as she plopped down on the couch, vi knelt in front of her started taking off her girlfriend’s shoes.

“tired?” she asked, rubbing the soles of (name)’s sore feet making the smaller girl groan. she responded with a soft ‘yes’, before closing her eyes. the sensation of vi’s lips making it’s way up her thigh startled her, her eyes fluttered open as she looked down.

vi smiled pressing another kiss on her girlfriend’s thigh before hiking them up and resting them on her shoulders. (name)’s dress pooled at her upper thigh, exposing her soft skin. “you sure?” vi whispered.

“mmm,” (name) hummed. “maybe not too tired.” she answered, making her girlfriend chuckle.

“good,” vi murmured against (name)’s skin. “because you’re in for a long night shortcake.”

[katsukilvr]

drummer!katsuki notices their die hard fan, reader. ༄ BAND + COLLEGE AU,female reader, quirks don’t exist in this AU, shotoxsero, reader smokes,author doesn’t smoke so not accurate, so does bakugo, swearing, suggestive, jealous bakugo ༄ pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, pt. 4 (the end)

pain was the thing that struck you when you woke up. a searing headache, muscles aching, and a bit of nausea lingering. you rubbed your temples, slowly sitting up in your bed. what time was it again? you glanced over to your phone, picking it up, wincing at the bright light hitting your eyes. once your gaze adjusted, you squinted at the notifications.

dynamite.is.the.best mentioned you in their story.

dynamight.is.the.best sent you a message. (2)

3 new followers.

you clicked the first notification first, getting met with a picture of you, half your chest out the window with your head hanging out. it was a live photo, you could see the wind blowing through your hair and you could hear your drunken laughter in the background, along with a song. you recognized it immediately.

the only exception - paramore

you had listened to their music before, and they’re pretty good, it was similar to the music SPARKNITE would play, was that the reason he chose the song? or was there an underlying meaning? and if it did have some other meaning, what was it? and if it was the one you suspected.. why? were you his only exception?

you shook your head, letting out a laugh. you sounded delusional. delirious. you guys hung out once? and your already thinking like this? get a grip. you told yourself as you swung your legs over the edge of the bed, running a hand through your hair before noticing the painkillers and glass of water on your nightstand. you furrowed your brows, not remembering bringing those to bed with you. you swallowed the pills before getting up, not wanting to be on your phone more and give yourself more of a headache.

you went on with your day as regular, brushing your teeth, doing your hair, and doing chores around the house since you had no where to be that day. you needed a breather like this, it had been a while since you had a break. soon, you fell back onto the couch in your living room, opening up instagram. you finally clicked on katsuki’s messages.

“sorry i left, y/n. i had to get home to my dog.”

“forgive me?”

and with a link below.

so he was here last night? did you guys do anything? you couldn’t remember. you were in your pajamas.. part of you wished you remembered, cause you know it would’ve been the night of your life.

you shook your head, ridding your brain of those thoughts as you clicked the link, backstage tickets to their next show for you and a plus one.

that made you smile. you could finally be backstage with shoto, and you could bring a friend.

would you bring ochaco again? no.. no offense to her but she was more interested in getting with that random girl than the music. hmm.. izuku? he was a guy you’d talk to frequently in your college classes, often partnering for presentations and assignments, and you were pretty sure he’d like SPARKNITE and their music.

yeah. you’ll take him.

you brought the idea up to him and he was more than excited to go. he loved music, he loved concerts, and he was excited to see shoto after a while of not seeing him since sho’ graduated college.

that next week went by quick, and before you knew it, it was sunday. you planned your outfit. you were gonna wear a skirt, with a belt that had charms and chains hanging from it. your usual amount of jewelry that made you twinkle when you walked. most importantly, that one merch shirt with katsuki’s autograph on the back that symbolized he was your favorite. you were planning to get his real autograph next to it.

you picked up izuku, driving to the venue around 10 minutes early since you wanted to chat a bit with the band before their show. you quickly showed the ticket guy at the front and he led you through a couple hallways before getting backstage. it was smoky, some of the band members getting a smoke in before they had to go on. they immediately recognized you, all greeting you with hey’s and hello’s. you introduced izuku to them, oblivious to a certain someone’s eyes on you.

who is this fucker?

katsuki was confused. you never mentioned this guy? you talked so SO much and you never mentioned him. he was pretty, he looked confident and apparently the funniest person ever to you. he was gloomy in the corner, taking a long drag of his cigarette before putting it out, walking over to you.

maybe it was the jealousy taking over, but when he sauntered over, he snaked an arm around your waist, smiling down at you, when you noticed those deep dimples up close.

a familiar heat rushed through you.

“hey y/n. you made it.” he said gruffly, squeezing your waist.

you nodded, “of course i did, i wouldn’t turn up backstage tickets.” you laughed, leaning into his touch.

he laughed, before looking up, at izuku. they were the same height. they kind of looked identical, same figure, except he had freckles and green hair, and a different style of course.

his smiled dropped, “so who’s your buddy?” he asked you, still looking at izuku, squinting at him.

“oh him? that’s just my friend from college, izuku midoriya.” you said, “izuku, meet katsuki bakugo.” you said, introducing them.

he removed his arm from your waist to dap him up. just a friend, huh? he didn’t know if he trusted that.

“nice to meet you, midoriya.” he said, nodding at him, still trying to figure him out. “you drink? i got some beers in the back.” he said, tilting his head back and to the side, his eyebrow twitching upwards.

they both left to get drinks, leaving you there, kind of stunned by the interaction, looking over at shoto, who was already looking at the situation.

“what was that?” he mouthed at you.

all you could do was shrug and walk over to him, borrowing a cigarette from him.

in the back, katsuki opened the fridge, taking out two beers. “so..” he said, cracking the tab open with his hand and handing the unopened one to izuku, closing the fridge.

“what are you really to y/n?” katsuki asked, leaning against the fridge as he squinted at izuku.

“what?”

“you heard what i said, midoriya.”

“we’re just friends. she just told you. what? you don’t trust her or something?” izuku chuckled out, cracking open his own beer and taking a swig. “jealousy is an ugly emotion, bakugo.” he laughed, really amused from this situation.

“i’m not jealous.” katsuki retorted quickly, furrowing his brows.

“what are you then? you can’t tell me you aren’t interested in her, the way your interrogating me right now makes it real obvious.” izuku replied, crossing his arms, leaning against the wall.

silence.

“whatever.” he grumbled, getting off the fridge and pushing past izuku to get ready for the show which was 4 minutes away.

you saw him finally leave the back, coming up to him with a sharpie. “hey, what took so long?” you asked, laughing a bit before turning around and handing him a sharpie. “can you sign my shirt, mr.dynamight?” you said, your voice going up an octave as you mocked some of his obsessed fangirls. he chuckled along with you, the name you called him making his pants tight. he shook his head, gathering your hair and putting it over your shoulder, holding it there, the feeling of his fingers brushing against your neck making you shiver. he popped off the cap of the sharpie, signing his name up top with a little heart.

“all done, pretty.” he said, tapping your shoulder for you to turn back around, handing your marker back with a smile. you turned to look up at him, but you glanced behind him, catching izukus eyes. he was smiling, looking at the whole ordeal, like he had something on his mind. you didn’t care, meeting katsuki’s gaze.

“are you gonna come with us to dinner again, y/n?” katsuki asked, brushing some of your hair behind your ear.

“damnit, i forgot you guys do that! im supposed to be driving izuku back home, im the DD tonight.” you laughed, not thinking it was a big deal because you didn’t know about izuku and katsuki’s talk in the back.

katsuki clenched his jaw, nodding. “yeah. that’s fine, but i guess you owe me a dinner together.” he said with a half smile, patting your shoulder. you nodded, blushing slightly.

that’s when you both heard the concert directors order them into places on stage. he looked back down at you, “gotta go sweets, wish me luck.” he said, grabbing his drumsticks and running off to the stage with everyone else, leaving you, shoto, and izuku alone backstage. you all sat on the couch, chatting and catching up. shoto and izuku smoked and drank, izuku notably drinking more, for some reason.

the show was over sooner than expected, although you missed being in the crowd and singing along, backstage was also fun. everyone came back from the stage and the energy was palpable, everyone was excited, happy, and ready to go out, drink, eat, and have fun. you couldn’t help but feel a little FOMO, but it wasn’t horrible. everyone hung out together and took more photos together until you guys had to go. you and izuku split from the group, walking back to the car.

you both got in and you started driving to his house. it was silent between you too. you didn’t know if it was because he was high, drunk, or both, but it felt a little uncomfortable.

“do you know that katsuki guy?”

“.. yes.”

“..you know him well?”

“well.. we just met.” you said, slowly getting more confused and suspicious. “why?”

“he seems obsessed with you.” he grumbled, looking out the window. “just��—be safe, kay, y/n?” he said, just wanting the best with you.

you didn’t know how to respond.

..obsessed?

“what do you mean, obsessed?” you asked, wanting him to elaborate, furrowing your brows.

“i mean, when we went to get beers, he was asking if we were together.. strikes me of jealousy.” he murmured, reclining the chair, “he could always just be.. curious.. but i don’t think so.” he slurred, on the brink of falling asleep.

you didn’t respond, trying to digest the new information as you pulled into his driveway. “izuku, we’re here.” you said, shaking him awake.

he nodded, hugging you goodbye and he stumbled into his home.

you drove home in silence..

obsessed with me? you thought while smiling, so maybe he was being serious about that dinner date.. but he was jealous? so soon? i mean izuku was right.. you only just met.. did you like that he was jealous? that he interrogated your friend because he was interested in you?

you got home, glad you were sober now so you could actually think about the situation, and almost like you conjured him, you got a notification from katsuki, this time through your number and not instagram.

“you free next wednesday? i was serious about taking you out .” the text read, and you couldn’t be happier, you were practically kicking your feet.

“yeah, what time?” you asked, and shared details about the restaurant and the time you guys were gonna go.

katsuki had reached out to todoroki, talking to him while they had dinner after the show. he admitted to him that he liked you, and he needed help, desperately. he took note of your favorite flowers, favorite colors, foods, dining, everything. he knew a lot already, he had stalked your instagram, but he needed to confirm. he needed this to be perfect. he didn’t know why but in his heart, he knew not to let you slip from his fingers, so he planned everything perfectly.

now it was time to wait until wednesday, which felt like eternity. he was never this nervous for anything, but he had to pull himself together.

he couldn’t wait for wednesday and you couldn’t either.

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[sweetttsummer]

the three times you’re called chase’s wife (+ the one time it’s true) 

dr. robert chase x fem!reader 

summary: i fear the title says it all. three times you’re called chase’s wife and the one time its true!

this is connected to my one shot here! but can be read as a standalone (i think?) !!!!

wc: 4.1k

tw: actually…none? this is lowkey just fluff 

author’s note: my last chase fic was so well received and the house md fandom as just been so nice and welcoming... i felt the urge to give yall some more. i feel like i could make a whole universe within this world so :p there are a few plot points i could make one shots within this one like the cave marriage, the convo they have in the second part, so many let me know what yall would like best! (not beta read as usual)

have a request? ask away! 

The first time it happened, neither you or Chase had been particular keen on correcting the doctor. Chase had already been a bit a problem, forcing Dr. Lovell to give you a check up in the first place. It had been at least a year since you had any sort of flare up with your GBS, a year and a half since you were first diagnosed, first reconnected with Robert Chase. 

Really, the first few months were the hardest, and sometimes it felt like Chase was still living in those months. So when he let you know he had gotten an appointment with an important neuromuscular neurologist and he pressed a quick kiss onto the top of your head you deiced to indulge him. 

Now you both sat in the separate waiting room,  you humming a little under your breath as you glanced around the space. Chase had settled in the chair for about 10 seconds before he started to chew on his thumb nail. You weren’t exactly sure why Chase had been working himself into a fit about your health lately, but chalked it up to the fact that the anniversary of your diagnosis had passed with no real fuss. You spent the weekend excited to celebrate the anniversary you truly cared about, your first full year with Chase. 

It had been incredible, at least after you finally found yourself back at full health. The first three months Chase had hovered a little, used all his vacation days to come to your doctors appointments, helped you with simple tasks like putting on your shoes, learned to cook your favorite soup and tried to make you eat it every other day, (“Really Robert, you’re a doctor, you know soup isn’t actually a medical solution, right?” you had joked as you ate another bowl for dinner “Its January in New Jersey and you have a weak immune system still, I just want to keep you warm,” his response had you eating soup well into May). 

You pulled Chase’s hand from his mouth and laced your fingers together, giving his hand a small squeeze to catch his attention. His gaze immediately turned to you, the obvious concern laced within it. You pressed a kiss against the back of his hand before you spoke. 

“What are you worried about? I’ve been in recovery for longer than I was sick, I told you I’d mention if something felt wrong. The only reason this Doctor is even entertaining this is because who you work for,” 

“Actually, it’s because who my father was,” Robert squeezed your hand three times before letting out a small sigh, “Cameron told me that GBS can reoccur in 2-3% of cases, and you’ve never been good at taking care of yourself,” 

“Well that’s why you’ve been taking care of me, and you’re great at it,” You joked a little before realizing what he said earlier, “Did you name drop your dead father for this appointment?” 

Robert shrugged a little at your question, “Thought maybe he’d finally give us something good,” 

You went to argue against it hating the idea that you’d owe his father anything when the door to the room swung open revealing Dr. Lovell. 

“Sorry about that, just wanted to double check everything,” Dr. Lovell shut the door behind herself and stood in front of you guys. 

You felt a tight squeeze against your hand again and couldn’t help but hum back a small confirmation that you felt it. 

“Well (Y/N),” Dr. Lovell paused, “You are perfectly healthy for a women your age, at least from my standpoint, all the tests came back as they should, you haven’t complained about any weird muscle pains, or headaches, you seem in my medical opinion, completely healthy.” 

You nodded a little as she spoke, none of it shocked you, you knew you were healthy, felt good, so instead you simply turned to look at Robert, “See, told you, nothing to worry about,”  teasing tone obvious. 

“Your wife is right, Dr. Chase,” Dr. Lovell couldn’t help but have a small smirk break through the professional tone, “You should trust her,” 

If it had been any other doctor asking for this appointment Dr. Lovell would have found a way to avoid the whole situation, but once one of her nurses had told her it was Rowan Chase’s son and he was part of Dr. House’s team, she bit the bullet and accepted the appointment. 

Robert had opened his mouth to correct Dr. Lovell, tell her that you weren’t married yet, didn’t want to confuse her or made you uncomfortable at the implication but was quickly distracted by you leaning into his side a little jostling him. You didn’t seem phased at all at the title, didn’t even think about correcting the doctor. 

“Yeah you should trust me,” Your tone was barely laced with relief, (sure you knew you were healthy, but now having Chase understand it, does cause a small amount of relief,) “I know I already used one but, how many ‘told you so’s’ does this get me,” You joked and bumped your nose against the side of his cheek. 

Robert leaned into the affection without any real thought happy to feel you close to him at any point, Dr. Lovell couldn’t help but look away the small touches intimate in a strange way. She took a moment to pull out some papers that the nurse will walk you through and nodded a small goodbye to Dr. Chase before she slipped out of the room. 

“You stay that healthy and you can tell me you told me so every day for all I care,” Robert sighed a little at the nuzzle you seemed to lean into once Dr. Lovell slipped out. 

“Sounds like a deal,” You sigh back a little silly in love. 

Chase turns his face without thinking and presses a kiss against your nose, followed by a kiss against your forehead, finally he moves his empty hand and brings you closer for an actual kiss. 

 ___ 

The second time it happens, you’re not even around, and he still jumps at the idea of the word freaking you out. 

Chase hadn’t seen you much in the last two weeks, having been completely engulfed in the case that House had brought the team. It wasn’t a rare occurrence and the first time, he had come home with flowers, tried to cook dinner dead on his feet, looking for anyway to apologize for his absence. He had watched the toll it took on his mother when his father was always away, couldn’t help but imagine you wasting away in his (now your) apartment, learning to spite him for making you love him enough you can’t leave, saved your life so you couldn’t leave when you stop loving him. He had thrown himself into a small spiral on his drive home, not helped by his poorly state. So when you walked into the apartment (having a late night yourself at the law firm), you were shocked to see an exhausted Robert cheeks red from trying to cook, bags starting to development under his eyes and obviously flustered by your sudden appearance. You kicked into action fairly easily, pulled him from the stove forced him into the shower and finished dinner. While he was in the shower you had gotten out of your work clothes, pulled out something comfortable for him and by the time he was out, the apartment was lowly lit, dinner ready and you had cleaned your face in the guest bathroom, cheeks shiny clean and fresh.

 It wasn’t until you forced him into bed, earlier than he was use to, that he realized you had taken care of him, the opposite of what he had set out to have happen. He mumbled an apology and you had pulled him in, letting him rest against your chest and pressed a small kiss against the top of his still slightly damp hair, you made a mental note to ask him why he was sorry in the morning. 

Since then, Chase had done his best to take your advice (“Don’t think about me when you’re working a case, especially if it’s just to make yourself feel bad, that useless to both of us and your patients,”), and it worked well. He didn’t have to feel guilty about being completely engulfed within each case,  didn’t imagine you waiting up for him anymore, (“Robert, I love you, and I promise not to wait up for you unless I want to,”). 

Still, you appeared in places he didn’t even realize, he saw your presence in the strawberry pudding that the nurses passed out once a week, in the shirts he knows you’d like that Cameron wore, in the amount of creamer that Foreman poured into his shitty coffee. Now, he’s seeing you in the worst place, the patient. She shared your hair color, your body type, even the name felt a little close to yours, but he had called you during lunch and now he was ready again. 

The patient had a turn for the worse, now in a medically induced coma, just a few feet away. Chase had let Foreman take the lead, speaking to the husband about the three risky treatments that the team had come to believe would be the best choices. Chase wasn’t listening to the way Foreman was exampling the condition, the treatment, he was wrapped in the diagnosis, disagreeing with both Foreman and Cameron but having no good rebuttal. 

“Are you married Dr. Foreman?” The husband asked when Foreman was finally done explaining, “If this was your wife, laying here, could you make the choice?” 

It was obvious the husband was sick of doctors who weren’t giving real answers yet acted like they knew everything, sick of the idea of a doctor and not a friend. The most important person in his life was on the edge of dying and strangers who, as far as he knew, didn’t care were in charge of helping them. 

Foreman shook his head, “No, I’m not married but-“ 

The husband immediately cut him off, against irritating Foreman, “So when I say to imagine it’s your wife you can’t, not really, neither of you can understand the situation I’m in,” 

Chase heard the annoyed guff Foreman let out under his breath, “Mr. Bryon, I get that-“ Foreman started again 

“No you don’t” 

Foreman clenched his jaw and glanced over to where Chase stood and suddenly unclenched his jaw, “Okay you’re right, I don’t get it, but,” Foreman made eye contact with Chase for just a moment before obviously make a choice, 

“Dr. Chase has been where you are, I might not understand, but his wife and him have been in this position” Foreman stepped back subtly letting Chase finally take the lead, emphasizing the small white lie for Chase to follow.

The husband pulled his eyes from his wife and instead looked at Chase, large eyes obviously looking for someone to have some sort of understanding of the panic, the ice cold fear that had started in his limbs and spread across as his wife got sicker and sicker. 

“Your wife is sick?” 

“Was” Chase corrected without a second thought. It was his own instinct, you weren’t sick anymore he had made sure of that, would keep making sure of that and couldn’t imagine letting the idea of you currently being sick infect his own mind. 

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” The husband, in his worst situation, assumed the worse. 

Chase immediately shook his head, then  paused and debated using the phrase. My wife. He thought of the way you’ve reacted to the word before the few times you had heard it, how the first time with Dr. Lovell, it was like you didn’t even hear it. He never asked you about it, and you never brought it up. Obviously, he never doubted he wanted to call you his wife since you found each other again, but he had never asked if you wanted to be his wife even in theory. What would you do if you found out he was about to use the phrase out loud? Then he remembered ‘Don’t think about me when you’re working a case, especially if it’s just to make yourself feel bad’. 

In a few seconds, Chase made his decision. He came closer to the husband and reached his hand into the pocket of his slacks. He pulled out his wallet and in the slot that had previously held the only letter he thought you wrote, a photo now resided. You had printed out a few of them to decorate the apartment, and he had stolen this one when he thought you weren’t looking, the smallest print of the two of you on your first vacation. Without a second thought he smiled a little at the photo, neither of you were looking at the camera, instead looking at each other in mid laugh as the self timer on the camera had gone off. He can’t exactly remember what he had said, but he had made you laugh and that was enough to have him laughing. He had loved the photo immediately, proof that he made you happy, and you only printed it out because he insisted. He flipped the photo around so Mr. Bryon could look at it. 

 “Look Mr. Bryon, When my wife was sick, Dr. House and his team were the ones who helped us,” He doesn’t mention the fact that he had found the correct diagnosis, “But, they can’t make the choices of someone who loves her, that’s on you. She picked you to make these choices, it’s hard, but you have to make them. In sickness and in health, right?” 

Chase ignores the way Foreman seems to cross his arms and try to peer over to see if Chase was being sincere, instead focusing back on the photo he was holding this time upside down so Mr. Bryon could keep looking at it, “Feels nearly impossible when it’s someone so important, but you’re the one who knows what she’d pick, you know her the best and she’s trusting you, so you should trust yourself. It can work out fairly well in my experience” Mr. Bryon’s had been staring at it for a moment as he spoke but now that Chase was smiling down at the photo, Mr. Bryon took a second to debate Dr. Chase’s legitimacy.  

Mr. Bryon looked back at his wife on the hospital bed for a long moment before turning back to Dr. Foreman, “Can you walk me through the options once more?” 

____ 

The third time it happens, it’s not Chase or you that are flustered by the phrase. After Chase had come home destroyed by a patient’s death, you had stayed up with him and did whatever you could to comfort him. It was about 3am when he moved his head off your lap on the couch. He was poorly lit by the television playing whatever early morning news the station had switched to. He rubbed his sore eyes a little before looking at you, gaze unwavering, and asked if you see yourselves married at some point. After that, it was easy to see it in the future, something to come eventually. 

Now, Cameron sat at the cafeteria table with Chase as they waited for you to join them for dinner. It wasn’t the first time you had visited Chase at work, but it was the first time Cameron had decided to tag along. She had the chance to get to know you over the years she had worked with Chase at events he had been forced to attend, during quick chats when he forgot something at home and you had to drop it off, late nights after a case when you eventually joined them for a drink. It was weird leaving the team, but after some time away she came to the conclusion she could dislike what happened during her time there and still want to stay friends with the people she had met there, so she invited herself to lunch when she had seen Chase in passing. 

Cameron was munching on a fry while Chase started to complain about the way the patient was acting about treatments they were offering when suddenly he heard your voice approach the table. He looked up to see you chitchatting with a nurse that you had grown to recognize every time you swung by, one that had helped you out when you had your own stay here. 

You waved a little as you approached the table with the nurse, she spoke up before you had the chance, “Ran into your wife in the elevator, sorry I held her up,” 

Chase stood up from the bench seat and smiled a little at the nurse before turning his attention completely on you, “Thanks for keeping her company,” He hummed a little as he watched you lean up towards him for a kiss. 

Cameron furrowed her eyebrows a little at the way you both slide past the nurse calling you his wife. She watched Chase leaned down just a smidge and meet you for a kiss. It was a short kiss, just a peck, not enough to satisfy Chase as was obvious in the way he pulled you a little close his nose coming to the top of your head for a small kiss, 

“It was nice catching up with you!” You spoke to the nurse, completely causal about the way Chase seemed to almost test how close he could pull you before someone started looking at you guys funny, “Wanna join us for lunch?” You asked as you pressed a gentle hand against the hand Chase had resting on your shoulder. 

The nurse shook her head, “Gotta go finish rounds, next time?” 

Once the nurse said her goodbyes you slipped away from Chase’s hold long enough to slide into the booth that Chase was sitting in and holding out your hand to him. Cameron sent you a weak smile as she watched Chase take your hand and slide into the booth, asking for another kiss once he’s settled. You give in without thought. 

“If you got married and didn’t invite me, I will be beyond angry.” Cameron finally spoke up, breaking up the kiss. “Really you guys wouldn’t even really be together if I minded my own business, so if anything, I should be maid of honor, just saying” 

Chase took his hand out of yours once you pulled your lips off of his, “That’s not true,” He deadpanned as he reached his arm over your shoulder and took a carrot off his plate before sliding the plate closer to you. 

You shrugged a little, unsure if it was completely untrue. You eyed the plate of food that Chase grabbed too much of for himself alone and picked up a grape, “Probably not completely untrue honey,” You looked up at Cameron as you chewed the grape and realized she was truly offended. 

“Alison, of course we didn’t get married you would obviously be invited,” You grabbed the fork Chase pushed towards you and you poked around the bowl of salad.

“Well that nurse just called you his wife!” Alison gapped a little.

Chase can’t help but preen a little when the he notices you’re biting back at smile at the sound of the words, you shrug it off, “It’s not a big deal, especially when it’ll happen anyways,” You gather your favorite bits of the salad onto your fork and shovel a small bit into your mouth. 

Cameron looks over at Chase and tries to reason with her eyes for him to confess if you guys did get married, Chase could tell and immediately gave her a deadpan look, “Not married yet,” He confirmed and raised his left hand as if to display the lack of a ring. 

“Yet?” Cameron raised her eyebrow. 

“Yet” you and Chase say together. 

___ 

The fourth time, it’s finally true. He’s fairly sure that’s why House had called him out on it, had picked his words carefully when he walked in perfectly on time into the conference room. 

“How’s the missus, Dr. Chase?” House sat at the end of the table, “Did she take your last name?” 

“The wedding isn’t for another three months,” Park spoke from her spot at the conference table confused, “Didn’t you get the invite?” 

Chase internal groaned a little at how oblivious Park could be when it comes to House’s scheming. 

“So much to learn,” House stood up and hobbled over to where Chase was sitting leaning over his shoulder just a little “Being married and having a wedding are two different things. See to be married, all you need is a witness and an officiant, right Chase?” 

Chase rolled his eyes a little and leaned back in his chair, his hands had been shoved in his pocket since he had sat down, “I get back from vacation and you’re already trying to annoy me? Might be a new record House” 

He had taken a month off, you said you wanted to visit Australia again before you had your wedding, joked and called it a pre wedding honeymoon and he couldn’t resist it when you phrased it like that. It wasn’t in the itinerary to get married, but suddenly you were both in one of the caves you use to hang out in when you were young and the plan seemed to form as you speak, Chase had stepped out for two minutes, made a few calls and suddenly you were both in your fanciest vacation clothes, cold sand between your toes and rings slipped on. You made him swear to keep the official wedding date, this one was just for you two. 

“Would anyone like to talk about the case I brought or?” Dr. Adams huffed a little 

Chase went to reach for the case file with his right hand, House brought his cane up just barely and lightly smacked Chase’s moving right hand, 

“Ouch,” Chase gritted out annoyed and pulled his left hand out of his coat rubbing the back of his right in pain. 

There on his left hand ring finger, a shiny gold ring sat. You had suggested he simply wear it on a chain, or maybe slip it into his wallet when you guys got back home. He had made the decision that he would take it off in the locker room, but the month of wearing it in Australia had made it difficult when he was sitting in the locker room. He took it off for about a minute before he turned around and put it back on. In three months he’d be wearing it for the rest of his life anyways, he couldn’t help but want to get a head start on that. 

“What about the wedding? Wait can you get married here if you’re already married in Australia?” Park started to ramble once she spotted the ring on his finger. Adam has admitted defeat on trying to get her case looked at and furrowed her brow in her own curiosity. 

House hobbled back to his seat and put his feet up against the table before looking back at Chase, 

“So, how’s the wife?” House asked again, smug in a way only Dr. House could manage. 

Chase tried to keep the annoyed feeling in his chest, tried to be pissed that the secret slipped not even an hour into being back, but the wedding ring shone on his finger and he couldn’t help the small smile that settled across his own face. 

“She’s doing great,” He stopped and kept his eyes focused on the hand, wedding ring against the folder he had finally grabbed, “My wife is doing incredible.” 

He twisted the ring a little on his finger, “And she’s keeping her last name,” 

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Bucky (#3 fully clothed x stark naked)

18+ f!reader. Avengers!Bucky. Creampie. Light spanking. Daddy kink. Established relationship.

He punched in the code to his rooms at Stark Tower with a silent thank you to that asshole for making the technology whisper quiet. He frequently came back from missions in the dead of night and never wanted to wake you accidentally. He abandoned his bag at the entry way and crept deeper into the modern space moving without a sound until he reached the master bedroom.

Inside he found you sleeping in his bed, naked and so cozy it mended his fractured heart all over again. You slept deeply, like you knew down to your bones nothing could touch you without incurring his wrath.

His woman.

He crouched beside you and took a moment to just look at you. The slope of your cheek bones, the curve of your jaw, the little pout of your lips. Every inch of your body was bare to him with such trust it made him hard. He couldn't resist brushing his lips against yours and smiled as you woke up with a sleepy murmur of his name.

"Missed you doll. C'mere." He tugged you into his arms easily, your soft body pressed against his tactical gear. The dark grey and gold of his arm glinted in the low light of the room as he grabbed your ass cheek and pulled you closer- guiding you to wrap your legs around his waist as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"Hm, missed me real bad didn't you baby?" You blinked awake as you felt his erection pressed against your core, smiling and taking in his handsome features. "Hey." You mumbled softly before kissing him properly this time.

"I want you just like this, soft and sweet just for me." Bucky was lost, hands roaming over your body like he couldn't settle for just one touch.

"Then have me, Bucky, you don't gotta ask twice." You smiled at the way his eyes lit up, a small squeak escaping you were lifted by one bionic arm. His other hand went to his belt buckle. He didn't bother with the rest of the gear, only taking out his cock and dragging it through your folds- groaning when he felt how wet you were.

"Were you-?" His eyes shot to yours, hopeful.

"How else do I pass the time while I'm waitin' on you? Get's lonely at night in this big bed without you, Sarge- fuck!" You couldn't focus on finishing your teasing when the blunt head of him was pressing into you. Inch after thick inch filled you until you were trembling in his lap, rocking your hips and rubbing yourself against him like a bitch in heat.

"Then I expect this, warm welcome, fucking hell-" He growled biting down on your shoulder as he tighten his arm around your waist. "Every time I come home."

"Anything, just come home to me." You promised, feeling him throb inside you. Somehow it was the tender confessions that seemed to bring out his urge to ruin you.

"Anything?" His voice was low, heavy with intention as he planted his feet firmly.

"Anything, baby. Anything you want." You nodded and kisses his nose, your last coherent action before he used his arm to hold you still- fucking his fat cock up into your drenched heat again and again until you were dizzy with need.

"Gonna let me use you? Whenever I want? However I want?" Bucky was feral, his flesh hand slapping your ass when you were too fucked out to answer quick enough.

"Yes!" You cried out as you felt the tip of his cock kiss your cervix wetly as he buried himself balls deep inside you.

"Tell me why. Say it." He growled in your ear, smirking when he felt your nails try to scratch at his shoulders through his kevlar. Your clit was grinding against his fingers before you remembered his hand moving.

"Love you!" You squealed as he pounded you through an orgasm so forceful you saw stars.

"That's right baby, louder." He groaned, losing his rhythm as he got close. "Tell me again, fuck."

"Love you, daddy," you slurred, drunk on his cock and the orgasm that drenched his shaft.

"That's just unfair-" Your fluttering walls were soaked in his seed as he grinded up into you, cradling you against his chest and kissing your temple.

"But I love you too doll."

[sanesaviour]

Omg can’t believe I finished drawing all of them (at least ones I’ve planed)

MJ🌹

Headcanons:

1. She is super popular, everyone knows her, everyone wants to be friends with her, she is invited to every party… but still she likes to spend most of the time with Peter and Harry

2. She lowkey roasts Flash Thompson every chance she gets, especially when he tries to act tough

3. She figured out Peter was Spiderman way before he told her - his excuses were just too bad. She just waited for him to admit it himself… she knows like everything about Spiderman, if she ever got web shooters she’d use them way better than Peter did his first time and she keeps a hidden stash of spidey photos she’s too embarrassed to admit she takes for fun, despite being a serious journalist

4. She and Peter are childhood best friends, they went through lot together and their friendship is most valuable thing for both of them and even if they argue they always make up quickly, they know each other too well to stay mad for long

5. I think Harrys and MJs relationship is bit complicated, they went through fighting for Peters attention (Harry was 2nd friend of Peter ever so MJ was naturally jealous about it), to being “friends” just to make Peter happy, to secretly crushing on each other, to being real friends… but after Venom incident Harrys and Peters friendship strained and so did his friendship with MJ, she still wants to help him tho

6. Luke & MJ - Luke is one of the team who gets along with MJ best (besides Peter), he sees MJ as Peter’s anchor and keeps an eye on her whenever things get too dangerous

7. She always admired Ava’s no nonsense attitude but on the other side Ava at first did not like MJs party girl vibes at all… but after she get to know her better, bc of Peter, they actually make quite good duo and they start spending lot of their free time together

8. Sam is really impressed by her from beginning, he tries to be friends with her so hard, he just can’t keep eyes of her (she is naturally really beautiful) and she knows it! She randomly drops lines like “you are such an amazing FRIEND” just to make sure he doesn’t get any wrong ideas. But she likes him tho but only as friend… also after some time MJ has theory that Sam is way too invested in pages dedicated to make fun of Spiderman or just mocking Spiderman in general. She has notebook labeled “Nova (?)” where she gathers evidence (after finding out that Peter is Spiderman it’s pretty easy to find out who are the other members of spidey team lol, also when they find out she knows they immediately starts to blame each other for telling her and she just hit them with “you really think it was that hard to guess”)

9. MJ thinks Danny is weird and his calm zen wisdoms sometimes gets on her nerves… she respect him, but still thinks he’s weirdest person in their circle

10. Even tho she is not superhero, she saved the team before - usually by using her investigative skills or just quick thinking.

[glubglubgurgle]

bruised apples (CHAPTER 11-12)

date night with caleb :3

pairings: caleb/unnamed afab mc

tags: fluff and love, FLUFFY, fluffy date, jealousy, kissies, and THEN SEX SEX SEX. caleb eats!!!! raw btw, loss of virginity! caleb is BIG

word count: 5.6k

a/n: GUYS ITS MY FIRST TIME DOING A FULL ON SMUT SCENE LIKE THIS LIKE P INTO V SMUT pls be nice to me TT and pls enjoy mwah

CHAPTERS 1-9 -- CHAPTER 10

CHAPTER 11-12 BELOW!!!!

Chapter 11

The following morning, he blinked awake slowly. His internal clock woke him up around six in the morning when he was in Skyhaven. He didn’t feel anyone beside him, and he was afraid he was going to find everything was just a dream. He was afraid to reach out next to him, in case he would find emptiness.

Instead he covered his eyes and hoped he would go back to sleep into whatever dream he was living in the day before. He couldn’t dare check if it was reality, because even he believed everything that happened the day before was a dream. He didn’t know what else it could have been. The love of his life reciprocating his feelings and removing the wall between them was a fantasy to him. He didn’t think he was deserving of that fantasy. 

And with that thought, he shut his eyes and counted airplanes in his head until he could go back to sleep. Wishing he would end up in the dream where she was in his arms. 

But every touch, whisper, breath from the day before rang clearly in his head. Caleb was sure it was real. So real that he reached out to his side.

Empty.

He opened his eyes and found no trace of her. 

Sitting up immediately, he looked around the room for any trace of her. Yet, he was unable to focus on anything. For a split moment, he felt his world come crashing down. He wondered if anything was real. He cursed wondering why he woke up from such a  dream. He was devastated at the idea that none of his dreams actually came true the day before.

And then the bathroom door opened.

“Caleb? How are you awake already?” She yawned, stretching.

Caleb was on his feet and took large strides to reach her as fast as possible. Immediately pulling her up into his arms, burying his face into her neck. 

There was hesitation in her reciprocation of the hug. She wrapped her arms around him eventually, obviously confused. “What happened, silly?” She asked, letting out an awkward laugh.

“Yesterday felt like a dream…when you weren’t beside me, I thought…” Caleb held back tears, talking into her neck, muffled.

A more genuine chuckle came out of her. “Why do you think I’m awake so early? I had to check if it was all in my head too.” Caleb felt a soft kiss press against his temple. “I went to the bathroom to splash myself with water to check if I was really awake.”

He lifted her off the ground a bit to walk them back to bed. He removed himself from her neck to pick her up onto the bed, softly. And then climbed in with her. “Let’s just stay like this for longer. We can do whatever you want today, I just want to lay here with you for a few more hours.” He mumbled, nuzzling into her neck again.

In his moment of weakness, he wanted to confess every feeling he had towards her. Express every emotion he felt about her. He wanted her to know how important she was to him.

“I love you, Caleb.” She whispers into his hair.

His head snapped back so quick, he was sure he’d have whiplash. “What?”

She looked away from his eyes, turning red. “You heard me.” She muttered covering her face. Caleb took her hands away from her face, and gently held her head to make eye contact with her. His eyes held back tears, “Say it again, please?” 

Her eyes welled up seeing his own teary eyes. Her hand landed atop of his, curling her fingers around his. “I know I gave you different signals these past few months, maybe even years. I was just so scared of things changing between us because I could never imagine losing you.” Her bottom lip quivered. “But I want you to know. I have loved you for so long, I’m sorr-”

He cut her off with a kiss, closing his eyes and letting the tears spill. He takes the hand holding his and guides it to hold the back of his head before his own arm wrapped around her waist to pull her closer to him. Their tears mixed with each other, turning the kiss salty. His other hand tilted her chin towards him for a deeper, more passionate kiss before pulling away. “I feel like I’ve waited lifetimes to hear you say that.” He wiped her tears away. Her hands mimicked his, wiping his own tears. “I can’t believe I can finally say it out loud.” He rested his forehead against hers. “I love you.” He said. A weight lifted off his shoulders and his heart. “I love you. I love you. I love you.” He repeated, kissing her on the lips in between each time. He looked at her longingly, wanting to remember this scene forever. The confession rang in the air, making him finally believe that he was truly awake. He relaxed his head on his pillow still looking at her, his hands still holding onto her. 

A bubble of laughter erupted out of him. Joyful laughter. And it suddenly felt like whatever laughs he let out before weren’t from the heart. 

She followed him with a giggle of her own. Pure, joyful laughter exchanged between the two, and then more kisses were exchanged. Caleb was elated, and he held her even tighter against him before falling back asleep for a few more peaceful hours.

-

The two of them walked around Skyhaven hand-in-hand. Even when they were away from the academy, they passed by many familiar faces. All of whom stole curious glances from the pair. 

She huffed after the third person looked at them. “How many people like you?” Letting go of his hand and crossing her arms. “I always knew you were a playboy.” She sped up her pace away from him.

Caleb smirked, satisfied with her jealousy. When he caught up to her, he put his arm around her shoulders. Leaning down to her ear, he said, “How about the next time someone stops and stares…we give them a quick show?” He meant it as a joke, yet he saw determination in her eyes when he leaned back.

And sure enough, the next group of his classmates that he recognized passed by with questioning eyes. She made work of grabbing him by his jean jacket collar to pull him down for a kiss. The sudden move made him have to steady himself with the tree behind her. Before he kissed back, she instantly pulled away.

“I hope they text everyone that you’re really not avai–” She huffed before getting cut off by Caleb.

He felt empty without a proper kiss and decided to take it from her himself. His hand on her cheek, creeping to the back of her head to grab a soft fistful of hair.  A proper, deep, wanting kiss that left her breathless. And when he pulled away, he acted like he didn’t do anything. He took her hand to keep walking. “I’m sure the school’s social media is already flooded with information about us, sweetheart. Focus on me, now.” He chuckled, beaming with a smile as he held onto her hand through the streets.

They were going on the date that they won the previous night. A semi-fancy restaurant, but luckily for them, it wasn’t a suit and tie deal. “Even if we didn’t win, I would consider a burger as a fancy date with you.” She smiled up at him, tightening a grip on his hand.

He brought her hand up to his lips and gave a soft kiss to her knuckles. “As long as we’re together.” He nodded. “We should have a fancy date every now and then, though. For a special girl like you.” 

She cringed and let go of his hand, “No wonder you’re so popular with the girls…you’re CHEESY!” She pointed at him laughing, a mock disgust plastered on her face. “I’m going to have to rethink our relationship.” She walked away from him.

He took no time to reach her and wrap his arms around her shoulders in a back hug. Nuzzling his face onto her cheek, “You’re stuck with me, Pipsqueak.”

It would have taken them less than twenty minutes to reach the restaurant if it wasn’t for them playing around the whole way there. The dinner was enjoyable, mainly because Caleb was able to spend time with her. The food on the other hand, he thought he could make it better with half the price he would have spent if it wasn’t for the voucher. 

“I’m glad we’re not paying, you could make this way better.” She said, her mouth still chewing. 

The two of them being on the same page made Caleb’s heart flutter. He smiled and reached over to pinch her cheek. “You’re so cute.”

After a few more bites, she cleared her throat and set down her utensils. “Alright, since we’re here on a proper date. Interview time.” She tucked her hair behind her ear and pretended to hold a mic. “When did you know you had feelings for me?”

Caleb coughed a bit, surprised by her boldness. He pretended to flatten his hair and adjusted his collar before leaning into the faux microphone. “Since you held my hand when we were in elementary school.”

Her face turned red. She was about to move the fake mic back to her before Caleb grabbed her wrist. 

“Can I ask a question too?” He questioned, earning a hesitant nod from her. “Did a certain someone forget about the promise we made when we were in middle school?” He knew it was an empty promise she made when she wanted the last piece of halloween candy, but he kept it in his heart regardless.

She thought for a second before the red reached her ears. “Caleb! No way you’re holding that against me.” She dropped her hand.

Caleb mocked her, “I swear I’ll never have a crush on any boys!” A high pitched childish voice that barely resembled her as a kid. He grabbed his heart like he’d been shot. “How could you, Pip?”

She leaned forward to slap his arm, “You’re insufferable.” She rolled her eyes, a smile playing on her lips. Settling back down on her seat, she looked at him longingly. 

“What?” Caleb asked, taking a sip of water.

“I love that you remember the small things. I know my memory isn’t that amazing, but I’m happy that I get to be with someone who will remember every little thing there is to. “ A heartfelt confession.

“Of course, baby.” The pet name rolling off of his tongue like it was natural. “Even if someone tries to wipe my brain, the memories of you are permanently etched in there. No one could ever take that or you away from me.”

-

They decided to skip dessert from the restaurant and opted for a bakery trip afterwards instead. There were only a few still open past 6pm, but luckily for the two, there was one nearby the restaurant. 

Caleb’s never been there, he rarely visited cafes and bakeries unless Gideon dragged him to one after a huge test, being the big sweet tooth in the friendship. 

She instantly ran to the glass case the moment they walked in, looking at all the pastries and breads available.

Caleb took a look at the drinks menu. Although she was indecisive with her treats, she always ordered the same drink along with it. It was the opposite for Caleb. Once he figured it out, he took his card out to give to her, knowing she was going to take longer choosing, before heading to the restroom.

The moment he came out, he saw a guy hovering over the table she chose. Her face was annoyed, looking down at her balled up fists on the table. “You must be Caleb’s plaything, I saw that photo of you on his phone. I’ll admit, you’re even hotter in person.” His irritating voice was like nails on a chalkboard for Caleb. He took quick strides to reach him. When he tried reaching out to touch her shoulder, Caleb instantly grabbed his wrist and pulled it back.

“That’s my girlfriend, I’d prefer it if you kept your distance.” Caleb sternly said, dropping his hand before wedging himself between the two of them. “And judging by your uniform, I’m sure management wouldn’t like to hear about you harassing the customers.” Caleb stood far more inches taller than the other guy, his eyes turning a darker violet. “Get lost, Andrew.” 

The guy seemed to have wanted to put up a fight, but Caleb stepped closer to him like a dog showing who’s the bigger boss. Afterwards, he backed down. “Whatever.”

Caleb didn’t realize that his whole body was tense and his fists were balled up, ready to fight, until he felt warm fingers wrap around him. He turned to look behind him, expecting worried eyes. Instead, she was flushed and her eyes exhibited a desperate need instead. 

She pulled him down by his collar, making him stumble. “Be a doll and go ask them to make the drinks to-go instead.” She said to him, her eyes having trouble choosing from looking at his eyes or his lips. 

The tone of her voice and the sudden change of nature made Caleb’s pants tighten. He couldn’t even respond except for a nod, before standing back up to do exactly what she said. While at the counter, he glanced back at her. Her legs crossed, focused on what she was doing on her phone before looking back at him, full of desire. She rested her chin on her hand, staring right into him.

It turned out, she called a cab. He threw a questioning look at her as he held the door open for her. 

She shrugged, “I can’t wait to get back to your place, I guess.” The words were lined with her indecent intentions.

The ride back to the academy was heated and stuffy. Her hand lingered on his thigh, too close to the tent growing, and Caleb didn’t know how to react with her being so bold. The anger that was present from seeing Andrew earlier, disappeared. 

She wasn’t making any eye contact with him, staring out the window, sipping on her drink. But her fingers tapped deviously around his leg. 

The thirty minute walk was cut down to a ten minute drive, and the moment they got out, she was practically dragging him back to the dorms. All of a sudden becoming an expert at navigating the grounds.

When they got into the dorm, she grabbed the bag of pastries from him and set it on the counter along with their drinks. She grabbed hold of his wrist again and dragged him to bed. He knew that if she were stronger, she would have thrown him down. Instead she opted for pushing him down to sit on the bed, before straddling him and grabbing hold of his face. “You’re so hot when you’re protective.” She closed the distance with a hungry kiss, her hands making work of taking off his jacket before her own. Their lips were still attached as she tried to peel off the layers in between them. 

Caleb could've sworn that his erection was going to explode through his jean’s zipper. The way she was handling him made him melt into her, and grow harder than he ever thought he could. He was worried he wasn’t going to last so he gently pushed her away, resting their foreheads together. He didn’t know how he looked, or what his face showed, but all he knew was that he was in pure shock still. 

“Look at you. You’re like a sinner who’s confessing.” She said, breathless.

He took her hand and put it to his lips, pressing a kiss on her fingers. “Then can you carry a little of this sin, too?” 

Chapter 12

Caleb knew he wasn’t going to last more than one second inside of her, but he didn’t want to make her first time disappointing. He just prayed that his stamina from working out almost every day, along with the drills of the academy would get him through the multiple orgasms he expected to have. He knew that just seeing her naked for the first time would make him explode. 

“Baby, if you don’t want me to pass out on you, I need you to let me take the lead, please.” He practically begged, kissing down her neck as she straddled his lap. He detached from her to look at her with his pleading eyes, the pressure in jeans becoming unbearable.

She gave him a smirk, showing no signs of doing what he asked. She gave him another string of kisses. Kissing from his lips, down to the collar of his shirt. And then she pulled away, a look of confidence fueled by want, plastered on her face. She pulled her shirt over her head, and then unclipped her bra slowly. Exposing herself to him, for the first time. Her face reddened and goosebumps kissed her skin. Her hands rested right above his growing bulge.

He swore he was in heaven. He held them just the day before, but seeing her so open to him made him light headed. He was almost magnetized to them as he instantly took one in his mouth with a moan, while his hand took hold of the other. Swirling his tongue around her hardening nipple, his hips twitched against her resting hands. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” He praised her, heavy breathing against her chest. His free hand reached around her to grip her bottom, pushing her closer to him.

Moans spilled from her mouth, making Caleb feel even hotter. She grabbed a tuft of his hair to pull him away from her chest. “You’re going to let me be naked alone?” She asked, her voice dripping with honey and need. Her fingers playing with the hem of his shirt. 

Caleb’s lips were wet with his own saliva, his mouth stayed agape from being love drunk. He shook his head, arms raising into the air to let her peel off his shirt.

“Oh my god, Caleb.” She threw the shirt beside him, and moved herself to sit her heat right atop of his. Earning a deep groan from Caleb. Her hands traced his muscles. “I knew you were always muscular, but seeing you like this now…” She moved her fingers down his pecs, over his nipples, and traced every line of his abs. They stopped right above the hem of jeans, making Caleb whimper from the lack of attention to his cock. She pushed him further back, grinding herself down on the tent of his jeans after noticing how desperate he got, squirming underneath her. “This is just for me, right?” She asked, leaning toward him. Lifting herself away from his lap.

He propped himself up with his elbows, his hips bucking upwards when she removed herself from his lap, missing the damp pressure. He nodded pathetically. “Just you, baby. Please.” He moved his face to attempt to close the distance, but she pulled away completely. Standing up from the bed. She knelt down in front of him, unbuttoning his jeans. Swiftly bringing it down to his ankles whilst still keeping his briefs on.

Caleb groaned loudly as he felt his cock be freed from his tight jeans. 

She nestled in between his legs, resting her cheek on his right thigh, looking at the bulge inside his briefs. Her right-hand fingers played with the waistband, while her left hand moved up his thigh, to his bulge. 

He sighed, bucking his hand up into her palm. “Baby…” 

“You sound so hot, Caleb.” She said, looking up at him while palming him through his briefs.

“You’re trying to kill me, Pipsqueak.” He spoke through gritted teeth, trying really hard to not come undone in her hands. 

Her hand slipped inside his underwear, her eyes widening. “You act like this isn’t going to kill me…” 

He knew he was big. It just completely slipped his mind that this could be an issue. He just never really fathomed that this day would come for him. He wanted to worry about her and the logistics of it all but when he looked at her, her eyes were filled with curiosity.

She let go of him to pull his briefs down, marveling at his length. It practically jumped out at her when the waistband went past his hips. She stilled at the sight, and Caleb found his window. 

He sat up and moved to trade positions with her. He managed to lift her up by her shoulders, spinning them around so she’d fall onto the bed. And he got on his knees in front of her. “Where’d your confidence go? Scared?” He smirked at her.

She covered part of her face with her hands, “You made small dick jokes all the time, I didn’t think you’d be…” She muttered, embarrassed. “Will it even fit?” She looked at him, biting her finger.

“If you let me in,” he chuckled, pulling her bottoms down. He looked for her confirmation, rubbing her thighs up and down, feeling every shiver and twitch of hers. “You will, won’t you?” He was going crazy. He looked at her, fully nude, in awe. His dick twitching, mouth watering. 

She nodded quickly, “Please.”

“Be a good girl and open up.” He moved his hands between her legs, attempting to move them apart. 

“Don’t stare so hard, oh my god.” She groaned, throwing her head back to avoid eye contact.

“I can’t help myself, pretty” He brought his face closer to her heat before pleading with her, “Look at me.” She shook her head so he pulled her closer to the edge of the bed, putting her legs over his shoulders. 

She looked at him with shock, and once eye contact was made, he dove into her with his tongue. Simultaneously teasing a fingerinto her. 

Her eyebrows knitted together, and her eyes threatened to squeeze shut from pleasure. His name left her lips in between moans. She grabbed the hand that was gripping her thighs and guided it up to her breast. 

His thumb grazed over her nipple while his fingers kneaded at her. He pulled away from her slightly, “Fuck, you taste so good…and you’re so wet for me.” Then he went back in, as if he hadn’t eaten for days. Loud slurping noises made her cringe slightly, but was then easily overcome with maons of extreme bliss. He slipped in another finger, easily getting swallowed by her. He knew he was leaking between his own legs. 

She threw her head back with a loud moan, her back arching up from the bed. One hand slammed the mattress while the other grabbed onto his head of hair, pushing him closer into her. “Oh my god, Caleb. H-how…how are yo–” She tried asking, but couldn’t form a sentence.

He let go of her boob to hold onto her hip, pushing her as far as he could onto his face and keeping her in place. The grip she had on him stung a bit, but he loved how much she wanted him. Caleb slipped in another finger, scissoring them in and out, attempting to stretch her out to take him. Even though he didn’t know if he could last long enough to even make it past an inch inside of her. 

She started to tense around his fingers, her breathing turned faster, and her thighs started to squeeze his head in. “I’m gonna…Caleb, I–”

“Come for me, I want it all. Please?” Caleb begged, his lips moving on hers. He started curling his fingers inside of her, trying to angle it deeper and stretch her more.

She grabbed a pillow and screamed into it as she came all over his face, her hips twitching and her legs shaking around him. He rode out her orgasm by continuing to lick her clean, and he removed his fingers from her. Using the slick she left on him to relieve some of his own pressure. He gripped himself by the base, attempting to keep himself steady.

Dropping the pillow from her face, she grabbed the hand on her hip and looked at him, “Please…inside me now, I need you. Please.” She begged, her lip quivering and her hips still twitching.

He stood up to adjust her on the bed, making sure she had a pillow underneath her head, softly caressing her all around as he did so. He felt lightheaded seeing her naked on his bed with eyes drowning in desire for him. He didn’t know if it was possible for him to get harder, but at that moment, he really believed it was at its maximum. Caleb knew he had to be safe first, though. And in all the build up for this moment, he forgot to grab condoms. 

Cursing under his breath, he rummaged through the nightstand next to the bed. Which was once Gideon’s but since they traded beds, he would have to move things around later. Caleb doesn’t have condoms. Not only did he never date or do anything of that sort with anyone at the academy, he didn’t think he would have been losing his virginity so soon.

“Caleb…” She whined, turning her body towards him, grabbing his arm. “You made me wait this long, and now you’re making me wait even more.”

He finally found the string of foil wrappers and pulled it out, like a man presenting the fish he just caught. “Sorry baby, I just wanted to…uh.” Feeling a bit awkward, he set it down to rip out one.

She propped herself up, tilting her head like a confused puppy. “Why do you have so many…?” A small pout growing on her lips.

The jealousy plastered on her face made Caleb’s dick jump. He knelt down onto the bed to take her face in for a kiss. 

She pushed his chest away, pouting even harder. 

He was a mere inch from her face and he answered, smirking. “This isn’t my nightstand…you think I’d let anyone else have me?”

It was her turn to pull him in, instantly opening herself up for him to explore. Her hands roaming around his thighs before holding his dick in her hands. Gentle yet firm. 

He instantly pulled away to grab her wrist from moving any further. “As much as I want you to touch me, I just…” He looked away, turning redder. “I don’t think I’ll last long if I look down to see you holding me like this.” The pressure of her fingers wrapping around his length already made it harder for him to keep his composure. When he pulled her hand away, her fingertips reached to tease him even more, making him hiss. 

He climbed into bed, fully ontop of her. He had his knees on either side of her legs as he tried to open the foil packet. Caleb’s hands were shaking from nervousness and excitement, he didn’t know how to contain it. 

She watched him for a bit, breathing heavily. And then she sat up, bringing her hand to his. “Is it okay…if you don’t wear one…?” She brought her knees up to her chest, looking at him with big doe eyes. “I-I’m on birth control…to regulate my cycle.” She explained, getting shy. “And I…” Her eyes drifted downwards to his leaking length. Her hand followed her gaze to poke at the slit that was beaded with pre-cum. “I really want to feel all of you, as is.”

Any morals Caleb had went out the window. He knew that birth control wasn’t 100% guaranteed, and he knew he could never pull out on time because he was sure it was going to happen in a millisecond. Before he asked for another confirmation, she chimed in.

“Please, Caleb?” Her fingers wrapped around his tip, her eyes pleading with him, dripping with desperation.

Caleb snapped once again and he fell forwards. He caught himself with his elbow, resting it beside her head as he slammed her back down to the bed. The kiss wasn’t as passionate and loving as he wanted it to be, he thought it was more driven by hunger and need. 

Her legs opened up, letting him in between them. Her fingers still wrapped around his tip, pulling him closer to her most intimate parts. She dragged his tip up and down her slick folds, moaning into his mouth. 

When he pulled away for air, he took her legs to rest on his shoulders. Caleb then replaced her hand with his to steady himself at her entrance. “I’m going to go slow, Pipsqueak…I think it might hurt…do you trust me?” He asked, looking at her through his lashes.

Flushed and panting, she nodded. 

Caleb’s head felt light as he pushed himself inside of her, slowly. The heat and the pressure on his tip was almost enough to make him explode. He pressed soft kisses to her legs and caressed her thighs as his thick head entered her. The pleasure was blinding. She winced at the stretch, but her hands grabbed one of his thighs to pull him closer. 

He inched in slowly, thrusting each inch back and forth to loosen her further. “Breathe for me, baby.” 

She attempted to take deep breaths, but every movement he made caused her to moan. “You’re so big, Caleb. I-” Her head threw back onto the pillow while her hand gripped at the sheets. 

“I know, baby.” He smirked, his hand moving to her clit to make her relax with pleasure. He rubbed small circles around her nub, causing her legs to shake a bit around him. 

Her back arched up, another moan ripping through the air. “Are you all the way in…yet?” She looked at him, her eyebrows knitted together. Sweat dripped down her forehead, her teeth catching her lips.

The question made him laugh, accidentally thrusting a little into her. Making the both of them moan. He reached down to grab her neck, craning her upwards so she could look at where they were connected. “You wanna watch? I’m almost there.” He breathlessly said, trying to keep himself from bucking his hips further into her without warning. 

His hand still on her neck, she rested herself further into it whilst also holding herself up with her forearms. Her fingers gripping the sheets. Her eyebrows were knitted together, her eyes drowning with desire. She inched herself closer to him when she got impatient and it made Caleb groan. “I can take it…I want all of you now.” She nodded, reassuring him.

He could feel her slowly give way, opening herself up more and more to him. The way she looked at him made him twitch inside of her. Her face was contorted with pleasure and the eye contact she held with him made Caleb melt. As he fully sheathed himself inside of her, he leaned in for another kiss. His full length entering her made her gasp and Caleb swallowed every breath she took. He dropped her legs from his shoulders for her to rest them on his hips, her feet locking behind him.

“Fuck…you’re so good for me. You feel so good, pretty.” He mumbled against her lips. He didn’t dare move at that moment, knowing he couldn’t take it. “God…I love you so much.” He said to her, sweating against her forehead. His hand caressed her cheek, his hips twitching against hers. 

She nodded quickly, biting her lip. “I love…you too…Caleb.” She said, panting. “Please, I need more. Won’t you give me more, baby?” She begged, fluttering her eyelashes and giving him a quick kiss.

His hand came back down to rub circles on her clit again, hoping she’d be able to come first. And he pulled himself out, leaving only the tip inside of her, before thrusting in roughly. She loudly moaned with him, and at that moment, Caleb didn’t know or care how thin the dorm walls were.

Her head was thrown back and her back was arched upwards. Her chest neared his face, and Caleb took her nipple into his mouth. Her hand gripped the back of his head while the other scratched his shoulders.

He didn’t know where he found it in himself, but he managed to last three more thrusts into her before he spilled inside of her, continuing to rub at her clit until he felt her tighten around him. “Yeah, baby, come for me, please. Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” He moaned as he rode out his own high. She spasmed underneath him, her legs shaking violently around him. 

After a few minutes of panting and soft kisses being planted all around her by Caleb, he said to her, “I don’t how I’ll ever last any longer, Pip. You feel too good…” 

She chuckled, his dick still inside her twitching from her moving. “We can both last a short while…” She took his face to look at her and she gave him a kiss on his nose. “As long as it’s with you, until the end.”

Caleb was madly in love with her. He was floating on cloud nine, his worries of being apart from her heightened, but he was in too much bliss to care at that moment. What he once thought was impossible became a dream come true. The fact that the wall crumbled between them and they were as close as they could be, both emotionally and physically made his heart swell. And…

“Caleb…are you hard again?”

[lilyprettyremy]

How to Get Out of a Reading Slump:

Let’s be real—reading slumps happen to the best of us. One day you’re devouring novels like snacks, and the next, the thought of picking up a book feels like climbing a mountain. But don’t worry, this isn’t permanent! Here’s how you can reignite your love for reading with practical advice (and a little personal touch).

1. Start Small and Easy

Sometimes, the thought of diving into a big, heavy novel can feel overwhelming. Instead, reach for something light, fun, or even familiar. What Worked for Me: When I hit a slump, I re-read my favorite childhood book. The nostalgia pulled me in, and before I knew it, I was back in the reading groove.

Try This:

A novella, poetry collection, or short story.

A feel-good romance or an easy thriller that keeps you hooked.

2. Switch Formats

Who says reading has to be on paper? Shake things up with audiobooks, eBooks, or graphic novels. Sometimes, a new format is all you need to make stories exciting again. What I Loved: Listening to an audiobook while walking felt like having a friend tell me a story. It’s low-pressure and immersive.

Try This:

Download an audiobook for your commute or chores.

Explore comics or manga—they’re visually engaging and quick to finish.

3. Create a Cozy Reading Ritual

Make reading feel like a treat, not a task. Set the scene: grab a warm drink, snuggle up in a cozy blanket, and turn reading into a moment of self-care. What Helps Me: I light a candle, sip some tea, and read for just 15 minutes. Even if I don’t feel like continuing, I’ve created a moment of peace for myself.

4. Ditch the Guilt

If a book isn’t grabbing your attention, it’s okay to put it down! Life’s too short to force yourself through something you’re not enjoying. What I Do: I keep a “second chance” stack of books I didn’t finish but might come back to later. It takes the pressure off and lets me move on guilt-free.

Pro Tip: Give yourself permission to stop at any time. The right book will find you when you’re ready.

5. Set the Mood with Your TBR

Sometimes a slump happens because you’re not in the mood for what you’ve been reading. Change it up with books that match your current vibe. My Recent Trick: When I wanted cozy, wintery vibes, I picked up a snow-filled mystery, and it fit the season perfectly. It felt like I was part of the story.

Try This:

If it’s cold, go for a winter romance or mystery.

Feeling adventurous? Pick up a fast-paced fantasy.

6. Buddy Up

Reading doesn’t have to be a solo activity. Share the experience with someone who loves books as much as you do. What Worked for Me: My friend and I read the same book and texted each other our reactions. It made the whole process so much fun, and we got to geek out together.

Pro Tip: Join a book club, even if it’s online! Goodreads or apps like Fable make it easy to connect with other readers.

7. Take the Pressure Off

Sometimes, we fall into slumps because we set unrealistic expectations for ourselves. Forget about reading “x” number of books or finishing by a certain date—just read what you love. My Perspective: I stopped tracking my reading goals for a while and focused on enjoying the stories. That shift in mindset made all the difference.

8. Revisit Your Why

Ask yourself: Why do you love reading? Is it the escape, the knowledge, the way stories make you feel? Reconnecting with that "why" can reignite your passion. 💡 What I Remind Myself: Reading isn’t a chore—it’s a gift. When I focus on that, it stops feeling like something I “should” do and starts feeling like something I want to do.

9. Explore a Different Genre

If you’ve been stuck in the same genre, it might be time for a change. Trying something new can surprise you and pull you right back in. My Experiment: I went from contemporary fiction to fantasy and felt like I’d rediscovered the magic of reading all over again.

Pro Tip: Ask for recommendations in genres you don’t usually explore!

10. Go Easy on Yourself

At the end of the day, slumps happen. Don’t stress about it—it’s just a phase. The books will always be there when you’re ready. My Advice: Take it slow, experiment, and most importantly, enjoy the journey. Sometimes, stepping away from reading for a little while can also recharge your love for it.

Getting out of a reading slump is all about finding what sparks your interest again—whether it’s a cozy atmosphere, a gripping audiobook, or a change of genres. Be patient with yourself, and remember, it’s not about the number of books you read but the joy you find in them. So go ahead, grab that book, and take it one page at a time. You’ve got this!

[kwanisms]

Kinktober 「10:03」 — b.chris, l.felix

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➮ bunyip!Chris × fem!reader × bunyip!Felix wc: 6.6k summary: Y/N is convinced her map is wrong when she finds herself utterly lost on what was supposed to be a short hike from her camp. When she comes upon a small river and stops to fill her canteen, she finds more than water waiting for her. genres/themes/au: angst/fluff/smut; supernatural, horror, thriller; non idol au, monster idol au warnings: adult dialogue, female reader, supernatural and horror themes, mild existential dread of being lost in the middle of nowhere, mentions of: camping, getting lost, Australian Outback; sexual content (18+ mdni), see smut warnings under the cut! taglist has been moved to reblogs join my taglists! taglist for kinktober is CLOSED. Strikethrough means I cannot tag you. MINORS WILL BE BLACKLISTED & BLOCKED. AGELESS BLOGS WILL ALSO BE BLOCKED.

a/n: this was a LOT of fun to write! I would have like to added more but time crunches are real lol this also serves as Chris' birthday post! so hbd to Chris! bunyips are an interesting mythology because reports of what they look like vary but about 60% of sightings claim they look very seal-like so that's the direction i went in. i also slightly changed the prompt to include "him" cause Y/N is sandwiched between them lol anyways, thanks for reading! the next part is oni!Jeonghan so stay tuned as always, this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their respective irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only.

smut warnings: teratophilia (aka monsterfucking), threesome, water sex, unprotected sex (do not do), oral (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), dom!Chris, switch!Felix, sub!Reader, use of pet names (hers: babe, baby, sweetheart, angel, honey; Chris: sir; Felix: babe), and that should be all of it but let me know if I missed some. kinks: Threesome + pool/water sexdialogue prompt: ❛❛ Make Me. ❜❜ + ❛❛ God, you’re so beautiful when you’re fucked out under me/us/him. ❜❜

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When you first told your family and friends about your plans to brave the wilderness of Central Australia during a solo backpacking trip, they were quick to insist you didn't partake in such a daring feat. They called you insane, pleaded with you to reconsider but you had been determined to prove you could do it, taking months of survival and wilderness courses in preparation.

After several months of courses, collecting the appropriate gear, you were certain you were ready for your trip through the Tjoritja / West MacDonnell National Park. The flight from Brisbane to Alice Springs took just over 3 hours where you took a bus to the telegraph station where the Larapinta Trail Head was located. You had everything you needed; water, camping gear, food, and a satellite phone with a solar charger.

Everything had been carefully planned out, permits obtained, and you were ready to start your trip.

Or so you thought.

The first section of the trail took you from the telegraph station to the first campground at Simpsons Gap. The trail was just under twenty five kilometers and took roughly nine hours to complete. The trail had been mostly deserted despite being quite popular in the area. The next day, you visited the gap, snapping a few pictures before packing up and heading to the next spot.

This stretch was longer, at just over 26 kilometers, and it actually took less time at eight and a half hours. You stayed in the campground at Jay Creek with another camper which was an older couple who shared their dinner with you. That night you slept better than the first and when you awoke in the morning, you were the first to head out.

The next few days went by without incident and you were finally about to start the last section of the first half of the trail. The next section would take you from Hugh Gorge to Ellery Creek. At a distance of nearly twenty-nine kilometers, it would take between ten and eleven hours to complete. After spending the night near Hugh Gorge and replenishing your stores, you headed on your way. 

Your first stop was Hugh View before continuing on. Your plan was to stop at the next campground, Rocky Gully, where you would camp for the night. The hike from Hugh Gorge campsite to Rocky Gully only took a few hours which left you some time to explore the surrounding area.

You set up your camp at the abandoned campsite, taking a small bag to go on your small trip to explore the nearby area, following the trails around the campsite and following them east and south. You snapped pictures, hiking through the brush and taking in the sights.

After following the paths you came to a horrific realization.

You were lost.

You dug through your back but couldn’t find a compass and immediately started cursing yourself. You tried backtracking but somehow got even more lost. As you scanned the area, you started to look around for any potential water sources. Each step took you further and further away from camp.

Your water container had started to run empty and the sun was almost at its highest point in the sky. You needed water and you needed it soon. 

As you walked further, you climbed over the crest of a small hill and felt relief flood your body as you spotted a glimmer in the near distance. It was a small natural channel with water at the base. Upon moving closer, you could tell the water was a decent depth, maybe about to your waist.

The water was dark but when you dipped your hand under the surface, you could see it was surprisingly clear. To be safe, you would use a purification tablet. Opening the top of your canteen, you dipped it just under the surface, allowing water to flow in and showing you that there was a slow moving current as you filled your receptacle.

“Thank God,” you whispered as you stood up straight and pulled your bag forward to dig out one of the purification tablets and drop it into the canteen. As you started to turn away, you heard a soft splash and turned to look behind you. Scanning the water, you saw nothing. “Probably my imagination,” you murmured, bringing the lid of your canteen up to screw it on.

As you moved to step forward there was another, much larger, splash and you felt a presence arise from the water behind you. A loud roar startled you and you were too shocked to move. Your flight or fight response didn’t kick in, instead you froze.

“Wh-what the hell?!” you yelled as you felt something grab your ankle, pulling back and forcing you to fall to the ground. It had a firm grip on you and pulled again, dragging you back towards the water and away from your pack. You clawed at the red dirt, desperately trying to find something to grab onto but came up empty.

Your canteen lay forgotten, water spilling out of it and soaking the ground under it as you were pulled down into the ditch. You screamed, kicking at whatever had a hold of you, fearing the worst. Water enveloped your lower half and had you not been fighting for your life, it might have felt nice in the hot Australian sun.

Finally you managed to turn yourself over and your eyes widened in shock. A massive creature, the size of water buffalo but it was not a water buffalo. It had an almost panther-like appearance but something about it was vaguely seal-like. It had sleek black fur, black eyes with bright green irises.

It opened its mouth, displaying its teeth, all of them looked like they could tear you to shreds. You let out a scream, bringing your arms up to shield your head. Though, with an animal this large, there was no way it couldn’t just bite you in half. You chanced a glance through your arms at the creature. 

It hovered over you, its hot breath fanning over you with each pant as it stared you down. You let out whimper, shielding your face once more as you silently begged for it to not kill you. You heard the creature shift away, the heat of its breath disappearing. You waited for a few moments, only uncovering your head when you heard a splash in the water.

The creature was gone.

You sat up and looked around, expecting to see it lying in wait to ambush you but saw nothing. Looking down you saw that you were half submerged in the water and sighed in frustration as you attempted to stand up but you felt a hand close around your ankle again, yanking you back down into a sitting position. You let out a yelp, water splashing around you.

Seconds later, a head appeared, emerging from the water. Topped with short bluish green hair with waves and curls and a pair of striking green eyes that looked back at you. Your heart hammered wildly in your chest as you watched the head rise further, revealing the face of a handsome man. As he lifted his head from the water, he tilted it to one side, almost as if he was curious by the sight of you.

His shoulders followed, the water stopping about midway down his chest. His bare chest. You tried not to stare but it was evident that he was not wearing clothes but you didn’t want to think about that. “What the…” you trailed off as you looked at him. A smile graced his face. You half expected to see pointed teeth but instead were met with surprisingly human teeth.

“What are you?” you asked softly. The man tilted his head in the opposite direction. Paired with the smile it was slightly unsettling but he dropped the smile, a look of confusion passing over his features. He seemed to be mimicking your expression as your brows rose, so did his. “Wh-what are you?” you asked again, a little louder. He straightened up, moving through the water towards you, climbing up the slope. As more of his skin was exposed, it seemed that the silky black fur melted away to expose his golden skin tone as he crawled over you.

Soon he had you pinned, unable to get away as he looked down at you. He wasn’t answering your questions and you decided to change tactics. “Do you er… have a name?” A look of excitement came over his face and he opened his mouth. 

Whatever you were expecting to come out of him was not what you got. In a voice you weren’t expecting from what you could only assume was a creature you’d just seen, he answered. “Yeah, I’m Chris,” he said, a slight accent you recognized. It wasn’t too different from yours.

“Ch-Chris?” you asked, feeling slightly relieved when he nodded eagerly. “And he’s Felix,” he added, jerking his thumb over his shoulder towards the left. You turned your head, almost letting out another scream when you saw another pair of bright green eyes staring at you from just above the surface of the water. The head raised and you were surprised that this one looked so different from the first.

‘Is this some sort of mimicry technique?’ you wondered to yourself as you looked between the two.

The second one, Felix, was equally as handsome and looked like some kind of model. He had freckles littering his nose and cheeks, looking like stars dotting the sky. His hair was longer than Chris’, blond and swept back, a few strands framing his face. He had a much slender build.

“F-Felix?” you asked, looking at Chris. The one named Felix nodded, moving closer, his body gliding through the water with ease. “What’s your name?” he asked, his voice, which was much deeper, took you by surprise. “Y/N,” you answered as he neared you, also crawling up the slope of the embankment until the water hit just above his navel. Or where you assumed a navel would be.

You felt a hand on your knee under the water and your attention snapped back to Chris. “What’re you doing?” you asked, trying to squirm away but a firm hand held you down. “You can’t leave,” Chris said sternly. You looked from him to Felix and back. “Wh-why?”

“Because,” Chris started. “You took something from our stream,” Felix interjected, resting his head in his hand as he stared up at you. “You’re really pretty,” he added with a smile. “Th-thanks — wait, timeout,” you said, holding up your hands. “What exactly did I take?” you asked, looking up at Chris.

He nodded at the top of the embankment. You followed your gaze to find he was looking at your canteen which was occasionally dripping water onto the dirt. You turned back to Chris. “Water?” you asked. “The water I spilled when that.. that thing — grabbed my ankle?”

Chris looked mildly offended at your words. “I’m not a thing,” he retorted. “I’m a bunyip.” Your eyes widened as you stared at him. ‘A bunyip? The legendary maneater from Aboriginal mythology?’ You turned your gaze towards Felix who raised his brows, giving you a flash of a smile before you turned back to Chris. “You’re that creature?” you asked softly. Chris nodded.

“We both are,” Felix added. “Well, not the one you saw,” he clarified. “That was all Chris,” he explained. “Grabbing your ankle and yanking you down. I was over there.” Felix pointed down the way to where a log was sticking out of the water.

You nodded slowly. “But you’re still the same… creature?” you asked. Felix nodded. “Bunyip,” he corrected. You turned back to Chris. “I only took some water because I’m lost,” you explained. “I went for a hike and now I can’t find my way back to my camp.”

“That’s unfortunate,” Felix said, still resting his head in his hand as he stared at you. “Very unfortunate,” Chris chimed in. “But you still took without giving and now that water has been wasted. Not very nice of you in a place like this,” he continued. You glared up at him. 

“I only spilled that water because you grabbed me by the ankle and dragged me backwards. I wouldn’t have dropped the canteen if you hadn’t done that!” Chris turned his head to lock eyes with Felix before his gaze returned to you. 

“Regardless,” he started. “You still took from us and we demand a toll.” You stared incredulously at him, “A toll? For water? In the outback?” you asked. “Are you fucking kidding me!?” You looked between the two who merely stared at you. Clearly this wasn’t some joke or prank. “You’ve got to be kidding! We’re in the middle of the fucking desert!” you snapped. Chris leaned forward, making you lean away, your back pressing against the dirt embankment. 

“Do I look like I’m kidding, sweetheart?” he asked, tilting his head. His close proximity rendered you speechless as you stared up at him. “Wh-what do you want?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. Chris glanced at Felix who had moved, shifting closer to where the two of you were.

“Just a toll,” Chris finally answered. “Payment for the water you took and then spilled.” A frown formed on your face. You were about to respond but Felix spoke instead. “I think the spilling was your fault. You can’t fault the poor thing from her reaction when you grabbed her by the ankle and knocked her down. You don’t even have ankles,” Felix countered. Chris glared at him before sighing. “Fine,” he said.

“Just for taking the water then,” he said. “I don’t have money on me,” you said softly. Chris chuckled. “That’s alright, sweetheart,” he said, reaching a hand up to caress your cheek. “We don’t want your money,” Felix added. He was now right next to you. “That’s not the kind of toll we want.”

‘If they didn’t want money, what could they possibly want?’

“Then what do you—” you started, your words failing when Chris leaned in closer.

“We want you,” he interrupted. You stared up at him, eyes wide, like you were prey, caught in the eyes of a predator. “M-me?!” you asked, your voice cracking. You felt fingers brush your arm and turned to look at Felix. “Yes,” he said softly, giving you an angelic smile. “We want you, honey.”

You looked between them again. “Like… to eat?” you asked. Chris and Felix exchanged looks before they both burst into laughter. “You think we want to eat you?” Chris asked, his laughter subsiding. If they didn’t want to eat you, what could they possibly want?

“Okay,” you said softly. “Now I’m confused.”

“That’s alright, baby,” Chris said softly, resting his weight on top of you. “Would you like me to explain or would you rather we just show you?” he asked, his lips ghosting over yours. A shiver ran up your spine as the realization settled in. They didn’t want to eat you.

They wanted to fuck you.

The idea should have been preposterous. Not one, but two massive legendary creatures known for killing and eating people wanted to fuck you. You should have been sent screaming for the hills but instead you were intrigued. The forms they took on were much better to look at than the massive seal-like creature you’d initially seen but would they stay that way? Or was it a ploy to get you to agree and then actually eat you?

A million questions were swirling inside your brain but you only managed to ask a few.

“Will you stay like that?” you asked, gesturing to him. A smile crossed Chris’ face as he realized you were actually considering his and Felix's proposition. “Of course,” he answered. “Wouldn’t want to scare you off,” he added with a wink. “And you promise you aren’t going to eat me?” you asked.

Chris snorted, laughing in a low tone. “We aren’t going to eat you,” he replied. “Speak for yourself,” Felix said, giving you a very smirk as his eyes roamed over your body. “I’ll eat something,” he added. 

Chris rolled his eyes. “Down, boy,” he said before returning his attention to you. “Any other questions?” he asked, cocking his head to the left. “Are we doing this right here? Out in the open?” you asked, looking around the ditch. Chris scoffed, sounding almost indignant when he spoke.

“You think we would do that? Have you out in the open where anyone could just walk right up and watch?” he asked. You shrugged wordlessly. You didn’t know what was going on in their heads. It wasn’t like you did this often. You’d never been in a position like this before.

Chris shook his head. “No,” he said softly. “We’ll take you back to our lair,” he continued. More private, and out of the sun,” he added, looking towards the sky. “And much cooler,” Felix chimed in. “How does that sound?” he asked, caressing your arm. “A nice and cool spot where we can have you all to ourselves?” You swallowed the lump that had formed in your throat before nodding slowly.

“It’s settled,” Chris said, sitting back up and holding out his hand. You stared at it for a moment before taking it and allowing him to pull you up. “Where are we going exactly?” you asked as Felix moved, shifting to the middle of the stream. “Our home,” he said, dipping down until just his head was visible. “Is it far?” you asked as Chris pulled you deeper into the water.

“It’s not far,” he answered. “It’s a nice series of caverns,” he added as he moved behind you, wrapping one of his strong arms around your midsection. “You might get a little wet,” he continued, whispering in your ear, his breath making your hair stand on end and tickling your neck. “Oh,” he added as you started to float along the slow moving stream, his arm tightening around your stomach.

“And you might want to hold your breath.”

The route to their den was so hidden that you would have never spotted it from above and unless you were in the water, you still would have never seen it. There was a massive hole in the ditch which both Felix and Chris dived through. You had taken a deep breath before being submerged.

The tunnel led from the ditch to a large underwater cavern. Here, Chris resurfaced in a small air pocket to let you catch your breath before continuing on, taking one of the many tunnels that branched off from the main cavern. The tunnel wasn’t long but it was dark and impossible to see. You were left to the mercy of the man — creature? — holding you tightly against his chest as he swam.

There was a power he had, swimming along with what you could only assume was a tail. You never actually saw the lower half of his body so you could neither confirm nor deny if he even had legs. Though you did vaguely remember Felix saying Chris didn’t have ankles so perhaps that meant they didn’t have legs.

You didn’t have time to dwell on it as your lungs started to burn with the lack of oxygen. You started to panic, wondering if you might drown down here and you felt extremely embarrassed at the thought of the potential circumstances surrounding your disappearance from the human world.

‘All for some dick, too.’

As you started to struggle in Chris’ hold, he tightened his grip and sped up, kicking harder until the tunnel opened up. It was still dark but not like the tunnels had been. There seemed to be a little bit of light coming from above. Chris pulled you to the surface and you gasped, coughing as air filled your lungs. He kept a firm hold on you while you struggled to breathe.

“Take your time,” he said softly, keeping you afloat. You focused on breathing, inhaling deeply and slowly. Felix was nowhere to be seen as you looked around the air pocket. You cast your gaze up and noticed that there was a small round hole at the top of the cavern, letting a little bit of light into the cavern. 

“Are we underground?” you asked. Chris nodded. “We are,” he answered. “Pretty far actually,” he added. You looked around but saw nothing other than the rock. “You ready to keep going?” he asked. You nodded, taking another deep breath. “We’re almost there.”

The rest of the journey to the den went by without incident and soon Chris was pushing you up onto a small smooth incline made of stone. Felix was already lounging nearby, the lower half of his body submerged in the water. You looked around, noticing a small sandy area further back.

Looking up, you noticed that there were several holes in the ceiling, allowing sunlight to filter in, bouncing off the rocky surface of the walls. The entire cavern was about 12 meters in diameter. From the water’s surface, the rocky walls ran up before starting to curve up towards the flat top. Deep grooves decorated the walls, almost like massive claws had dug into the rock, leaving behind marks.

The sandy pit area was small with a partial rock wall separating it from another area that was hidden from view. You felt weight on top of your legs and turned back to find Chris crawling over you slowly. “Looking for an escape route?” he asked with a sly grin. You shook your head. “No,” you answered softly. “Just taking in the scenery. I didn’t even know there was a cave system down here,” you added as you looked up at the holes in the ceiling.

“Are we under a mountain or something? It seems so large.”

Chris chuckled, his laugh drowned out by a splashing sound. You turned your head to find the place where Felix had been lounging was now empty and the blond was nowhere in sight. “You’d be surprised by a lot of things here in the Outback,” he said softly, hand skimming up the outside of your thigh to your wet shorts.

“Oh right,” you said, looking up as he got closer. “We sort of had a deal.” Chris chuckled as he drew level with you. “Indeed we did, honey,” he said, stopping so his lips were almost grazing yours. “I won’t do anything without your permission,” he added. “So you have to say it, out loud, that you’re okay with this.” You nodded. “I am,” you replied. “I’m okay with this.” Chris’ eyes flashed, the green seeming to illuminate in the low light of the cave. “Good,” he simply said before crashing his lips against yours. 

You felt his hand cup the back of your neck as he guided you down onto the rocky surface, your press pressing into the wet fabric of your shirt. Chris’ lips left yours, making a path down your neck to the top of your shirt. He pulled back just enough to untuck your shirt from your shorts and tug it upwards. You let him pull it off you, his lips reconnecting with yours as his hands moved skillfully over your skin.

It made you wonder if he’d done this before.

Your thoughts were short lived as he undid the front clasp of your bra, quickly and easily sliding the straps down your arms and tossing the garment somewhere you couldn’t see, hoping it had been towards the sand pit and not into the water. That was your favorite bra.

Goosebumps erupted over your skin as Chris’ hands cupped your chest, gently squeezing and kneading the flesh as he parted your lips with his own, tongue slipping into your mouth to find yours in a mix of heavy breathing and saliva.

You whimpered as his fingers gently pinched and rolled your nipples. He pulled back, lowering his head and taking one into his mouth, tongue swirling around the bud. As your eyes fluttered shut, you heard light sloshing of water in the background.

Lifting your head, you caught sight of another pair of bright green eyes watching you from just above the surface of the water, wet blond hair swept back. Felix was swimming back and forth behind Chris, just observing as the blue-haired man’s lips moved lower and lower, reaching your navel.

He pulled back, his deft fingers making quick work of your belt before quickly undoing the tack button and zipper of your shorts. “Lift your hips for me, pretty,” Chris breathed. You did as he asked, allowing him to tug the wet material of your shorts down your thighs and discard them on the rocks beside you.

Once he had you completely naked, he shifted down, shrugging your legs over his shoulder before bringing his face level with your sex. He didn’t even spare a second glance before diving right in, parting your lips and dragging his tongue slowly over your clit. Your fingers tangled in his hair, hips rolling as he ravaged the nub with his tongue.

You heard another splash and lifted your head to find Felix was even closer now, eyes instead on where Chris’ head was between your thighs. He had an intense look of hunger on his face but judging by how he still kept his distance, you figured there was some kind of hierarchical order at play here. Chris must have been the more dominant of two but you weren’t about to let Chris have his way with you without giving Felix some attention.

After all, they had both said they wanted you. It seemed only fair.

Letting go of Chris’ hair you raised one hand up to beckon Felix over to you. His eyes shifted from Chris to you and back, clearly hesitating until he got permission from the larger of the two. “Chris,” you said, choking back a moan. “Don’t you – ah – don’t you think Felix deserves a reward for being so patient?”

Felix turned his gaze back towards you as Chris merely grunted in response. Taking his response as the go ahead, you once again beckoned Felix over to you with a finger. Chris’ grip on your hips tightened as Felix approached slowly. You heard a growl rumble from deep within Chris but light tugged his hair.

“You don’t have to stop,” you gasped as he dug his tongue into your hole. It was inhuman how his tongue seemed to fill your cunt, lapping at your walls and finding that soft spongy spot that had your back arching. Felix had crawled part of the way up the rocky incline, keeping his eyes on Chris, ready to bolt in the event that the large male lashed out.

There was another deep growl but Chris merely tugged you down, further into the water as he continued to fuck you with his tongue. Once he was level with your body, you reached out, taking Felix’s chin in your hand and turned his gaze towards you. “Eyes on me,” you said softly. Felix nodded silently, lips parting slightly.

“C’mere,” you said, pulling him into a kiss. The moment his lips touched yours, Chris pulled his tongue from your cunt, instead dragging it back up to your clit before sucking on the nub. You moaned into Felix’s mouth. The smaller male shifted, hovering over the top half of your body. One of his hands moved to gently grab and squeeze your chest. Another growl emanated from Chris but he allowed the contact to happen. 

Your entire body felt like it was on fire from the touches of both men — creatures? At this point you weren’t even sure what they were. The top half of them, the part out of the water, was human. But from the waist down you couldn’t even tell. You really didn’t even care at this point.

Not when they were both making you feel so good.

You moaned against Felix’s lips as you felt Chris push two fingers into your cunt, your walls squeezing around them immediately. Chris slowly pumped his fingers in and out of you, resting his head against your inner thigh as he watched your makeout session with Felix. “I have an idea,” he said suddenly. Felix pulled back, turning his head to look at the older male.

“Take her spot,” Chris said, pulling his finger from your wetness and dragging you further into the water. Felix moved into the spot you had been. “On your back,” Chris instructed, turning you around in the water to face Felix. “Look at him,” Chris whispered in your ear. You did as he said, eyes widening now that you could get a good look at Felix.

The top portion of his body was just as you already knew — human.

But where his hips began, the human toned skin blended into the dark, smooth seal-like fur. He didn’t have legs like a human. Instead it was almost like he was half man, half seal. The end of his tail was in the water so you couldn’t see the tip but could surmise it was also probably like a seal’s. Your eyes wandered over his body and you noticed the lack of a certain appendage.

Before you could ask, Chris pushed you through the water towards Felix.Your knees met the edge of the rocky incline and Chris made you climb up over Felix until you were face to face with him. “I think he needs some more attention,” Chris said as he backed away a short distance.

You looked over your shoulder at him. Felix grabbed your chin and turned you back towards him. “Eyes on me, angel,” he said in a soft but commanding tone. Without Chris nearby, he let his more dominant side come out. You nodded as his hand moved down to your throat, fingers flexing lightly around your neck before he slid his hand around to the back and pulled you into a messy kiss.

You allowed him to take the lead, one hand resting on the back of your neck as the other moved to pull you over him as he laid back against the rock. You let out a moan as your core came into contact with the smooth skin of where a groin would be on a human. There was a rather large bulge you were pressing against at the base of his torso.

Both his hands moved to your hips, guiding you to grind against him. The friction felt amazing since Chris hadn’t quite gotten you over the edge. “That’s it,” Felix whispered, breath hot against your lips. “Keep going.” Your body started to shudder as you chased your high. As you got closer, you felt something warm against your cunt.

“What’s that?” you asked breathlessly. “What do you think it is, baby?” Chris’ voice asked from right behind you. While your attention was focused on Felix, he’d managed to sneak up behind you. Your mind was sent reeling with the possibility of what you were feeling between your legs. It was warm, slick, and pulsating. “Use your brain, sweetheart,” Chris added, brushing his lips along your shoulder.

Using what crude knowledge you had of their anatomy, you figured it was potentially some sort of reproductive organ. “Is it…” your words failed you, heat rising to your cheeks. Would calling it a cock be appropriate? Was it even a penis? You couldn’t see it, only feel. “Is it what?” Felix asked, amusement in his voice as he tried to coax an answer out of you.

“Is it… a… dick?”

Chris chuckled, his hot breath fanning over your shoulder. “What else would it be?” Your cheeks burned even more as you realized you were caught between their bodies. “Well, I don’t know,” you whined. “I can’t see it.” 

You let out a squeak as Chris hauled you off Felix, pulling you back towards the water just far enough that you got an eyeful of Felix’s body. Your eyes widened as you took in what you were seeing. The bulge you had been rutting against had split open at a vertical slit in the middle revealing a long deep bluish-purple appendage. 

The base of it was slightly thicker, tapering up to a slightly flared and angled head. The color wasn’t uniform throughout, being more blue at the base and more purplish at the tip. It was long, maybe twenty centimeters from base to tip. If you had to guess the circumference, you’d say it was fifteen to seventeen centimeters.

“Are you just going to stare at it?” Chris whispered into your ear. “Or are you going to do something?”

His breath made a shiver run up your spine as you stared at Felix’s cock, walls clenching around nothing as it twitched. Without speaking, you pushed away from Chris, climbing back over Felix and crashing your lips against his, pushing him back against the rock.

Felix’s hands moved to your waist, groaning as you grinded against him. He guided your hips, grinding your clit against the underside of his cock. You whimpered into the kiss, rolling your hips faster. You pulled away, pressing kisses to the underside of his jaw as you heard water sloshing behind you.

“Settle down,” Chris said calmly. You lifted your head, looking back at him. “Make me,” you retorted. The moment the words left your lips, you regretted it as his hand darted between your thighs, two fingers pushing into your sex and making you moan. He held them there, feeling your walls contract tightly. “Oh, I think she’s ready,” Chris said, addressing Felix. “You’ll get your turn,” he explained as he moved behind you, grabbing your hips and holding you in place.

“What’re you —” you murmured, lifting your head only for Felix to grab your face and make you face him. “Eyes on me, angel,” he whispered, green eyes staring into your own. You stared back, admiring the freckles that dotted his cheeks and nose.

You let out a groan, eyes fluttering shut as you felt the head of Chris’ cock press against you. Having seen Felix’s, you hadn’t expected Chris’ to be much different but you momentarily forgot that Chris was the larger of the two. Chris pushed into you, the head breaching your entrance and making you gasp out in pain. Felix’s arms wrapped around you, holding your body against his.

“Relax,” he whispered into your ear as you buried your face in his neck, body shuddering and tensing violently. Chris made no attempt to move or remove himself, instead keeping perfectly still as your walls slowly adjusted. “It’s okay,” Felix cooed. “Just relax, baby.”

You took several deep breaths as you let your body slowly calm down, the tension in your muscles lessening as the stinging pain of Chris’ cock stretching your walls ebbed away. When he felt your body was lax enough, Chris pushed further into you, his thick cock sliding inside slowly.

Felix guided you through it, whispering words of encouragement into your ear and peppering light kisses on your cheek and shoulder. The pressure of his hard cock throbbing against your clit as Chris filled your cunt made you whimper. You felt the head of Chris’ cock kiss your cervix and he finally stopped.

“Hold onto her,” Chris said softly to the blond as he moved his hands to support his weight, palms flat against the rock. Felix’s arms around you tightened and before you could ask what was going on, you felt Chris start to pull from you, making you whine but as quickly as he retracted, his hips snapped forward, thrusting into you with a strength you didn’t expect.

You cried out both in shock and in pleasure, the wind being knocked from your lungs with the first powerful thrust. He set a steady, but bruising pace, pounding into you from behind. Each thrust made your hips rock forward, grinding your clit against Felix, making both of you moan.

You buried your face in Felix’s neck, muffling your cries of pleasure. The lewd squelching sound of Chris’ cock ramming into you repeatedly echoed around the cavern along with his grunts and Felix’s moans. You felt impossibly full of his cock, having never taken anything this big before and somehow he managed to fit all of it inside you.

“God,” you heard Chris groan. “You’re so beautiful when you’re fucked out under him,” Felix added, moving a hand to cup your cheek, chuckling breathlessly when you leaned into his warm palm.

Your walls spasmed around Chris’ cock as the orgasm that had been building since he had you on your back finally crashed over you, waves of bliss spreading throughout your body as if shuddered, your clit still grinding against the underside of Felix’s slick cock. His hips started to buck, grinding hard against you as he chased his own high.

“F-uck,” he groaned. “Gonna cum!”

His warning came just in time as you felt a warmth gush between your bodies as his release spilled out of him, painting his stomach and spilling onto the rock under him. His hold on you pulled you closer, this cum sticking to your body as well as Chris thrust harder into you, each movement erratic but still powerful as he neared the edge.

“Hold her still,” he growled, which Felix complied instantly, holding you in place as another orgasm washed over you, your cunt convulsing around Chris’ cock, taking him over the edge with you with a loud moan. Chris’ teeth sank into your shoulder as he came, muffling his growl as he released into you, his hot, thick cum coating your walls and spilling out of you.

He continued to move, thrusting and fucking his cum back into you until he stopped, burying his cock deep inside, the tip resting against your cervix as another surge of cum spilled into you. You could feel a small pressure build in the pit of your stomach, moaning as his cum spilled into your womb. It was unlike anything you’d ever felt before.

“She’s passing out,” you heard Felix murmur as he tilted your head, your eyes fluttering shut and their voices starting to fall to the background of your consciousness. “Clean her off,” you barely heard Chris say before everything went black.

When you came to, you were lying on your back, cool air hitting your skin. Your eyes opened abruptly and you sat up, looking around to find you were on the outskirts of your camp. The sun had long since set and the sky was littered with stars. You got up, looking down to find you were dressed in semi dry clothes. Your bag sat next to where you’d been lying.

You brushed yourself off and grabbed your bag, finding your canteen full of water. You stumbled back into camp, thighs sore as you looked around. You found your tent and walked over, unzipping it and peering inside. You slunk into it, turning to zip it shut and started to mull over what just happened.

Had you passed out from exhaustion and imagined the whole thing?

The ache between your thighs said otherwise. You opened your bag to check your things, grabbing your flashlight to inspect the contents. Nothing seemed to be missing as you pulled everything out until you saw a small note inside one of the small pockets. Placing the flashlight between your shoulder and jaw, you used both hands to hold the bag and pull out the paper, unfolding it before grabbing the flashlight and reading the note.

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[khaoala]

hello! this is bibs writing a lot of many things about my experience in the

THE HEART KILLERS FANMEET IN BRASIL!

disclaimer: this is a biased telling of what happened bc my memory sucks and i was focused on firstkhao. if joongdunk's fans read this post, i'm sorry i can't give you more details about them besides them being so extremely excited and gorgeous. i really can't remember much. this is also very much for myself, because i want to cry about it now and in the future. sue me.

because i didn't have a vip ticked, i should have showed up earlier, but because i didn't have a vip ticket, i was like, well, i will already be way back. i don't need to hurry, so i showed up showed up in line around 10 something am and there were already a bunch of people in line for them.

mind you the picture above if from after vips 1, 2 and 3 had already gone inside. this is is just the premium floor tickets people, because the regular floor + mezzanine 1 and 2 people were on the other side.

it was a beautiful day (despite not looking like it in the picture above). i was scared that it would be gloomy and grey because it was so cold early in the morning, but the sky was blue, there were very few clouds and the sun was shinning... the sun was shinning a lot. and even though the day started at like 11º celsius, as the hours passed, it reached well into the 28º mark and there was no shade on this side of things. it was delightful.

they showed up in the vans and almost immediately went up to the window in the building to wave and take videos of the fans. people were screaming like crazy. it was sweet.

i made friends in line for bathrooms because of course. i made a lot of acquaintances actually, which i didn't expect. but i didn't find most of the people i interact with online, which was funny tbh.

remember i said the weather was hot when we were out? the moment they allowed vips inside, the weather changed again and it started getting cold. like real cold. my hands were freezing, but luckily we were allowed inside and i waited for like maybe an hour until the show started.

absolutely mind-blowing. they sang ผิดที่ไว้ใจ by silly fools first and even tho pretty much no one knew the lyrics to it, it was still vibes. first and khaotung especially looked so glad to be here again, and they kept looking at the audience like it was nice to be back because they knew what to expect, and joongdunk looked like they knew what to expect (since they had the soudcheck with the vips and even sang let's try with them), but wanted to know the full scope of it.

the mc for this event was the same one as for yinwar's, dacota monteiro, and she was perfect. she was interactive, she made the boys feel so very comfortable and that led to more interactions. it wasn't just your asking questions mc, she was also part of the show. she played around with them a lot, and one of the things she did to control the crowd was saying paparapapa and we'd answer pãpã, and we'd be quiet. they all loved that, but especially joongdunk. they'd do it all the time. they changed the pitch and made us follow and accordingly, it was so much fun. another thing is that dacota was pretty much fans but on stage, so she'd flirt a lot. she was overall very playful and very funny. i loved that she mced for them.

they had a quick q&a session and they were asked which scene they liked filming more and first chose the bowling scene where kant teaches bison how to bowl and reenacted it because ofc. every chance they had to touch each other, they would take it. i'm so serious. khaotung was indecisive. but he said he liked the northern lights scene in the bowling alley at last. joongdunk said they liked the sauna scene the most. there was also a moment where joong looked in my direction and i was 👍 with my arm up and he did the same, so i'm saying that he saw me and interacted with me. idc.

they also had to try dancing brazilian funk and twerk with minimal success. joong tried to buy his way out swinging those hips, but that ain't it babe. it was funny how fk were complaining about pain in their back and how i kept saying YOU'RE NOT OLD, while i, the same age as them, was having serious problems with back pain at this point.

they went back to performing and khaotung was the first with destroy love. absolutely impeccable. energy was so high up. khaotung was absolutely feeling himself. he'd point the mic at us to sing multiple times. he looked so touched to be back. so over the moon to be back, to feel this energy again. he was born to perform on a stage like this. it was breathtaking. i felt my voice go missing multiple times as i screamed this song from the top of my lungs.

joong came along and he was looking like an excited kid ready to be surprised. he'd add adlibs and he looked so happy. idk. it was cute.

then there was dunk and dunk's song is the hardest but he was so interactive with the audience. same as joong tbh. they were so excited to have an audience like that, it looked like. they all couldn't stay on one place for long. they walked around the stage all the time. they'd look at the people in higher floors and people in the ground and they just looked like they couldn't have enough of it.

first was fantastic. he was glowing. he couldn't stop smiling. he looked like a kid who got his birthday gifts early and there's a bunch of them for him to open. dunk was kind enough to take off first's jacket and when my fuel started, he was like "should I put it on or leave it off? put it on or leave it off?" and then decided to perform in a tank top showing off his majestic muscles. he wanted us to sing along with him and make noise and be responsive and getting that looked like it made him so happy. he also broke him in-ear piece in the process. it's fine, i'm sure.

khaotung came up again to sing with first and it was delicious seeing them bc first was like, take it off too, and khaotung just zipped himself up.

they played games when I'm pretty sure the only person trying to play fair was khaotung. the other three were either trying to sabotage each other or first is just not very good at playing this game. they touched each other a lot. like a lot. even when they didn't need to do it, they were touching each other. fantastic. joong, darling of my heart, had his eyes covered (only after the translator scolded him and dunk for trying to cheat for like 5 minutes) and would walk freely around the stage and he got real close of falling off of it (pretty sure he almost did at some point), and dacota said "someone hold this gay, he's going to fall off and i'm sure the contractor will be so happy about it".

i genuinely cannot remember much of joongdunk's performance. i'm so sorry. i really can't.

firskhao's dance was everything i wanted, though. they were so playful and so smiley and interactive as well. first kept going to the people with disabilities area and interacting with them and even gave one of the girls his rose. there was hand in the waist. hands on the neck. hands everywhere. and then when khaotung gave him his rose, he put it in his mouth and leaned down as if asking to have it taken away from him with khaotung's mouth. 10/10, no notes.

they sang น้ำลาย and it was perfect. all four of them had so much energy and they were extremely hyped up. they were jumping around all over the place and asking the audience to sing with them and to jump and have fun. it was beautiful.

there was the fanvid and they all looked very touched by it. dunk looked overwhelmed in the best way. he was so surprised and so into the response he got from the public it was beautiful. joong looked like he teared up a little. khaotung was clearly emotional and he was so thankful to be back and to be experiencing this again and first didn't cry just bc he made his speech in english bc he would 100% cried if he spoke in thai. he was already choked up. i didn't cry at the time, but writing about it now makes me feel a little teary bc they clearly liked it in here the first time, and it was very special, and they kept us in their hearts for such a long time, so meeting again must have felt as special to them as it is for us. it was clear in the way they were interacting and smiling and so absolutely radiant about this whole thing.

and then there was never back down, where khaotung fully cried, let all the tears come down his face, hugged himself, let first comfort him and hug him. and first looked like he was on cloud nine. i saw people say that in the first time they came, khaotung looked a lot more open while first was more timid while this time it was the contrary, but i say that they were both really open and excited about it all, but at the end, bc khaotung was a lot more emotional, he closed himself a little bit more while first remained high on the energy.

HIGH TOUCH! i told dunk good morning krub bc ofc, style signature phrase and he replied to it with a chuckle and good night krub (we ignore all wrong things about my phrasing. i was channeling style). i only told joong hi and thank you and he said thank you but mind you my mind was so blank, it's a miracle i came up with things to say. I told khaotung it was nice to see him again and he tilted his head, smiled and said thank you. and first... i have no idea what i told him. it might have been i hope to see you again soon or something else, but i was too distracted BC SON OF A GOOD MOTHER LOOKED DEEP INTO MY EYES TILTED HIS HEAD, SMILED AND SAID THANK YOU I LOVE YOU. i was dehydrated and hungry and he says these things, i completely lost my way there.

mind you as well we were instructed not to hold their hands but all of them did that. they all held our hands in a grasp as we passed by them. good money well spent.

it was such a surreal experience. i'm so very serious. people might think, "oh it's just a fanmeet, you're exaggerating" but i really really swear i'm not. we don't get many things. we don't have many chances to interact with them if ever. we send food support for events and for recording days when they are filming and that's the extent of it. we buy merch, but we mostly make them ourselves. chances of getting noticed by them online are slim bc there's the language barrier so when they come all the way here? it's a big fucking deal, and we make the most out of it, and it's so nice to see that the feeling is reciprocated. even though we don't get as many (if any) benefits compared to other countries, we're still so happy to get them here and show them how much it matters to us that they have a good time. and a good fucking time they had!

tbh, i only really felt like this actually happened this morning, when they posted they were leaving for mexico and i was listening to the playlist with their songs and never back down started playing and i started crying. like actually crying. a lot of tears type of crying. i already miss them. i hope they can come back here next year. i hope i can meet them again. it's always a pleasure.

[gamejoypod]

We just finished our first time playing Mörk Själ tonight!

It's a souls-inspired ttrpg hack of Mörk Borg made by @imsobadatnicknames2 and it was a blast!

I'm pretty inexperienced with old-school styled systems & dungeons so it was a lot to manage, but the rules were compact & presented well enough that I felt confident running a game with only 2 days notice

I'm a real big fan of the stamina & death rules in particular, those were really exciting to use. Character generation is a breeze, too! Loved rolling on the Broken Bodies and Hazy Memories tables

My players didn't make it very far into the dungeon included with the game, but Black Salt Temple is *huge* so we're definitely coming back.

The game went out on a high note though. The cleric ran from a TPK back to the bonfire, resurrecting the rest of the party. The sorcerer rolled a 2 on a d100(!!!) so she came back hollow and attacked the others, resulting in her very quick death.

10/10, would have 6 deaths in 3 hours again. you can grab the game for yourself here!

[snowysosturn]

Speeding Car -Matt Sturniolo Part 6

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25 Part 26 Part 27 Part 28 Part 29

Pairing : y/n x Matt Sturniolo

Summary : After six years with your boyfriend Alex, you start to mentally check out. At a UCLA party, Alex reconnects with his childhood friend Emily, who proposes a double date with her boyfriend Matt. Your attraction to Matt grows as he pays you the first real attention you've had in years, sparking a complicated emotional journey.

Warnings : MDNI, swearing, unhappy relationship, disappointment, angst

Returning to the apartment, I noticed a Dior purse left on the coffee table in the living room.

“Shit, Emily must have left it behind..” I think to myself. I reach for my phone to throw her a quick text to see if they wanted to turn around and come get it. I put in my passcode but my phone lags, powering off completely. I take it for what it is, maybe it’s just a situation I need to leave alone. Alex can get it back to her somehow.

I got myself a glass of water and took myself to bed. I slipped in beside Alex and gave him a kiss on the forehead, every memory of when things were good flashed through my brain. How can I get it to be like that again? I turned on my side and went to sleep.

My alarm went off at the crack of dawn, and I rolled out of bed, careful not to wake Alex. He had a long day ahead and I knew he needed his rest for training. I threw on my Target uniform, grabbed a quick breakfast, and left a note for Alex on the fridge: "Have a great day! See you tonight. xx."

Work was the usual grind, but having Jess on shift with me made it that much easier. During our break, we sat in the staffroom, sipping lukewarm coffee.

"God, I am so bored with my life right now." Jess said, sighing dramatically. "Same old routine, day in and day out."

I nodded in agreement. "Tell me about it. I feel like I’m constantly stuck in a rut."

Jess perked up, a mischievous look in her eye. "Why don’t you come out with me tonight? There's this new nightclub in Downtown LA. It’ll be fun! Something spontaneous to break the monotony."

I hesitated. "It’s a Tuesday, Jess. I need to have dinner ready for Alex when he gets home from training. Maybe another time?"

She rolled her eyes playfully. "You’re such a good girlfriend. But seriously, you deserve a break too. You’re 23 not 73, live a little!"

I shrugged, trying to push away the feeling that I was missing out. "Maybe you’re right. But tonight, I think I’m going to try and do something special with Alex. They don’t have games coming up straight away, so training shouldn’t be too intense."

Jess gave me an encouraging smile. "That sounds nice, offer still stands even if you change your mind!”

As the hours of my shift passed, I decided to take the initiative. After all, seeing Matt so happy with Emily had reminded me of what I wanted, what I needed, with Alex. I went into the staff bathrooms and shot Alex a quick message: "Hey, how about we go bowling tonight? I thought it’d be fun to do something together."

Surprisingly, he replied almost immediately. "Sure, sounds fun! Let’s do it."

I felt a small spark of hope. Maybe this was a sign to focus on our relationship, to reignite the flame that had been fading. Determined to make the evening special, I planned to cook Alex’s favorite meal and set the table nicely. I wanted everything to be perfect.

After my shift, I rushed home, picking up everything I needed. Once in the kitchen, I meticulously prepared the meal, arranging the table with candles and our best silverware. By the time everything was ready, I felt a sense of accomplishment. Tonight would be great, I was sure of it.

Just as I finished setting the last plate, my phone buzzed. I glanced at the screen, expecting a message from Alex letting me know he was on his way. Instead, my heart sank as I read his text.

"Hey, got some news! I got promoted to captain of the football team! Going to celebrate with the boys tonight. I’ll make it up to you, I promise."

The excitement and anticipation I had felt all day drained away in an instant, replaced by a heavy weight in my chest. I stared at the beautifully set table, the meal I had prepared with such care, and felt a lump form in my throat. This was supposed to be our night.

I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "Congratulations Al!" I typed back. "That’s amazing news. Enjoy your celebration. I love you!”

I didn't feel as enthusiastic as the words portrayed. I knew Alex meant well, and his promotion was a big deal, but it still hurt. Tonight was supposed to be about us, and now I was left alone again.

I blew out the candles and put away the silverware, wrapping up the meal to save for another night. As I cleaned up, I couldn’t help but think about Matt and Emily again. Seeing them together had made me want to work harder on my relationship with Alex, but now I wondered if it was even worth it. Did he still care as much as I did? Or was I just fooling myself?

I sat down on the couch, the apartment eerily quiet. Maybe Jess was right, I did deserve a break. But for tonight, I’d settle for a glass of wine and a good cry.

Matt’s POV

I was in the kitchen, opening the fridge to get a rootbeer when Emily’s phone buzzed with a message. She picked it up, her eyes lighting up as she read it.

“What’s up?” I asked, leaning against the counter.

“It’s Alex” she said, a smile spreading across her face. “He just got promoted to captain of the football team and a few people from our class are going out to celebrate tonight.”

I nodded, feeling a mix of emotions. “That’s great news. You should go and celebrate with them. I can give you a ride downtown.”

Emily’s fingers flew over her phone, sending a quick message. “I just text Y/n to see if she’s going too and what she’s wearing” she said, glancing up at me.

I wondered if she’d be going out tonight, too. Emily tried calling her, but there was no answer. She frowned, looking slightly irritated.

“She’s not picking up. I need my Dior purse for tonight. I left it at her place yesterday.”

“I can go get it for you while you're getting ready, if you want?” I offered, hoping to make things easier.

Emily smiled, leaning in to kiss my cheek. “You’re the best. Thanks, babe.”

I grabbed my keys and headed out. The drive to her apartment was quick, but my mind was racing with thoughts about Emily and our relationship. I loved her, but lately, things had been rough. Her behavior at the party had been a clear reminder of the cracks in our foundation. And the remains of our fallout of the party were just swept into the cracks. Nothing was cemented again.

When I arrived at the apartment, I hesitated for a moment before knocking. The door opened, and there she was. Immediately, I could see she had been crying. Her eyes were red, and she looked surprised to see me.

“Hey” I said softly, my concern genuine. “Emily sent me over to get her Dior purse. Are you okay?”

She forced a smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just a rough day.”

I nodded, not wanting to push her. “Do you need to talk about it?”

She shook her head. “No, it’s okay. I’ll get the purse. Hold on.”

She disappeared inside, and I stood there, feeling an overwhelming urge to comfort her. When she returned, she handed me the purse, her hands trembling slightly.

“Thanks” I said, taking it from her. “If you need anything, you know you can call me, right?”

She nodded, her eyes meeting mine briefly before looking away. “Yeah, thanks, Matt.”

I hesitated, not wanting to leave her like this. “You sure you’re okay?”

She sighed, standing in the doorframe. “I’m sure, thank you Matt”

I gave her a reassuring smile. She nodded, and I turned to leave, feeling a heavy weight in my chest. I couldn’t understand why she was so upset when her boyfriend was out celebrating. It made me question why she wasn’t out too. I couldn’t stop thinking of her tear streaked face. It wasn’t right that she was feeling this way, and I wasn’t okay with the fact I was aware of it.

When I got back home, Emily was still getting ready, her excitement through the roof. She turned to me, holding up a dress. “How do I look?”

“Beautiful” I said, though my thoughts were still with the girl I had just left behind. “Are you sure Y/n’s not coming? She didn’t say much when I was there.”

Emily checked her phone. “No response yet. I hope she does, though. It’d be fun to have her there.”

I nodded, seeing at the corner of my eye that Emily never even message Y/n. I tried to push my concerns aside. Tonight was supposed to be a celebration, but all I could think about was the girl who was left behind.

After dropping Emily off in Downtown LA, I watched her hurry off to meet Alex and their classmates. But as I drove away, the knot in my stomach tightened. I couldn't stop thinking about the tears in Y/n’s eyes earlier, the sadness in her voice trying to convince me everything was okay. It didn’t sit right with me, leaving her like that. I sighed, making a U turn and heading back to her apartment. Something was wrong, and I wasn’t going to let her spend the night alone, wallowing in whatever had upset her..

a/n: things are starting to happeeeeen…i have started on part 7 last night, still on holiday and heading to LA tomorrow for a few days so i’ll try my best to update asap

taglist : @muwapsturniolo @anitahunt @sturnfannn @jayde510 @chrissfavhoe @babyalliah-777 @v33angel @urmom69lol @willowrites @ribread03 @2muchofaslvt @sturnsaver @sleepysturniolo @jcsturniolo11 @jessie-essie @immattsslut @mynbbys @sturniolopanini @mattsturnxoxo @delicatechrry @t77te @sturnsyaper69

[fannedandflawless]

Professors as Social Media Platforms

1. Severus Snape — Tumblr (dark mode, obviously)

Unsearchable username. Reblogs potion disasters and gothic poetry at 2AM. No tags. No comments. Just layered emotional trauma and an occasional hex.

“He’s been online this whole time. He just never speaks.”

2. Minerva McGonagall — LinkedIn (with terrifying precision)

A CV so flawless it terrifies Ministry recruiters. Endorses Transfiguration and Professional Decency.

“Tenure: Eternal. Patience: Exhausted.”

3. Albus Dumbledore — Reddit

Knows everything. Posts nothing. Occasionally leaves cryptic comments that start philosophical wars.

“User prophecyWatcher_1865 strikes again.”

4. Sybill Trelawney — Pinterest (but cursed)

Boards full of teacup patterns, celestial charts, and unsettling predictions. Half aesthetic, half apocalyptic.

“Today’s vibe: Death… or a new beginning.”

5. Filius Flitwick — Duolingo

Tiny. Cheerful. Slightly too enthusiastic about correct pronunciation. Your streak is his pride and joy.

“Ten points to Ravenclaw for properly rolled Rs!”

6. Pomona Sprout — YouTube (gardening side of the internet)

Uploads low-res but heartwarming videos about herbology. Comments are wholesome chaos.

“This video taught me to love magical compost. Thank you, Professor!”

7. Remus Lupin — WordPress (password protected blog)

Wrote three brilliant posts in 2006. Hasn’t updated since. Still logs in weekly just to reread the comments.

“It was always about the subtext.”

8. Gilderoy Lockhart — Instagram (blue-tick energy)

Heavily filtered. All selfies, no substance. Somehow still gets brand deals from Flourish & Blotts.

“New wand, same charming smile! 💫✨”

9. Dolores Umbridge — Nextdoor

Uses all caps. Reports students for breathing too loud. Wants to ban Centaur-owned businesses.

“Just a neighbourly reminder: no loitering on school grounds after 6PM.”

10. Horace Slughorn — X (formerly Twitter, still self-important)

Knows exactly who to follow and when to retweet. Every post sounds like a dinner party anecdote. Only uses “exclusive” group chats.

“Ah yes, I taught her! Bright girl. Very tweetable.”

11. Rubeus Hagrid — Facebook (but only uses it for photos of magical creatures)

Every post starts with “Bless ‘em.” Half blurry selfies, half emotional rants about dragons. Comments on your post just to say “proud of yeh.”

“Tha’s Fang in his wee jumper. Don’t he look smart?”

12. Poppy Pomfrey — NHS Online (but with magic and no patience)

Diagnoses in 0.5 seconds. Treats in 0.2. You leave the ward cured… and slightly afraid.

“Mr Weasley, this is not a hotel.”

13. Professor Binns — Wikipedia (but the 2004 version)

Outdated. Uneditable. And somehow still being cited. Monotone delivery. Nobody knows when he last logged out.

“Still loading… eternally.” Then… “He died mid-sentence and the syllabus didn’t even notice.”

14. Rolanda Hooch — Strava (but make it brooms)

She tracks your flight patterns and your attitude.Will not hesitate to bench you mid-air.

“You crash it, you clean it.”

15. Quirinus Quirrell — YouTube (Conspiracy Channel Edition)

Starts with potion reviews. Ends in full possession. Comments turned off. For safety.

“This went from ‘fun facts’ to ‘run fast’ real quick.”

16. Alastor Moody — Telegram (but for ex-Aurors only)

Locked. Paranoid. Sends seven messages when you say “hi.” Profile picture is just his magical eye.

“CONSTANT VIGILANCE. Even in group chats.”

⸻ 🐾 Bonus

Argus Filch — Maintenance Admin page Mrs Norris — CCTV in feline form

🧹 Filch — Admin Dashboard (password: pain) Only logs in to block students. 🚨 Mrs Norris — Notification System (with claws) Silent. All-seeing. And somehow already behind you. “Student presence detected. Begin glaring.”

[rednotebooksworld]

Character Info: Pike ~ Deer Hybrid

A/n: I like hybrids but I rarely see deer hybrids so I’m making one of my own

*NSFW under ‘read more’ tab*

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Summary:

In the deep forest, a forest guardian with tough and tall antlers resides. Pike, a deer hybrid is a prince of his part of the forest and that came with huge responsibilities. You, lived in a town outside of the deep woods in lived in and it was an unexpected meeting when you wandered in his forest out of pure curiosity

SFW

—pike is more of a prince in his part of the forest but still a guardian nonetheless {bros got a bambi like backstory lol}

—pike is naturally curious about new things, human society fascinates him to some degree, so meet you, was like a blessing in disguise

—he is a bit of a short boi, but makes up for it with his antlers and ability to keep his forest safe from harm

—pike is very kind soul, he gets that from his father; the guardian before him. He likes being protective and with a human in the forest such as yourself, he’ll do everything in his powers to keep you safe

—he tries to avoid violence though willing to defend himself and others against an instigator

—he knows a lot about plants and such; teaches about plants what’s good and bad

^you accidentally tried to eat a poisonous mushroom and he just smacked it out of your hand and scolds you (definitely the mom type)

—he has introduced you to his herd; mostly the does and the fawns of the herd

^honestly he doesn’t trust the other males around you, he’s touch bit possessive

NSFW

—pike never had a mate in his lifetime even as a guardian like his father before him, it’s not like he wasn’t interested just never had the time

—though meeting you changed that, mostly his sex drive

—his sex drive went from 0 to 10 real quick, he’s kinda embarrassed by it but he’s so in love with you and he can tell it doesn’t bother you since you seem to enjoy it 😏

—that being said, pike is kinda vanilla, but he’s tied you up with vines before so bondage is always on the table for him

—pike’s a soft lover, he gives you praises and compliments

^“you’re such a pretty being, my precious princess~”

—he likes when you grab his antlers or even touch them while you have sex, that’s kinda why he enjoys eating you out, so you grab onto his antlers

—his size, well his cock is not that girthy and it’s pretty average length

—pike is very dominant especially around spring time or mating season; his herd is gave their prince usually looks when the sweet little human that’s been around was with him but they also can’t help but be happy

—he has a lot of stamina, since he’s still somewhat human but his deer half adds to his stamina; 2-3 rounds at most

[fvllingflower]

Yearly Kiss

pairing: nonidol!wonu, afab!reader

genre: romance, smut

warning: pda, making out, boob play, oral (f!receiving), unprotected sex (stay safe!), aftercare

song recommendation: nobody knows by kiss of life

happy year of the dragon:)

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Parties are usually not your thing they've never really been but you decided that since Wonwoo does so much for you, you'll do this for him plus the guys are your friends too.

You decided to wear a tight, black shirt with a shiny, short skirt and some thigh high boots with light makeup.

"Baby you ready to go?" Wonwoo asked from the living room.

"Yeah," You replied and walked into the living room to see your boyfriend, wearing a satin white button up and some black pants.

"Damn baby you look sexy," He came up and cupped your face and kissed me.

"I got my lipstick on you," You laughed.

"That's okay," He smiled. You started messing with a few top buttons.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Unbuttoning the shirt a little, so you don't look like a waiter," You smiled.

"Always taking care of me," He kissed your head. When you finished fixing his shirt, he looked at you sweetly.

"You ready to go?" He asked.

"Yeah let me just grab my purse and phone real quick," You walked off from him to grab your stuff.

You two arrived at the party and were greeted by Mingyu. You could see the rest of the guys not too far away.

"You guys came," The taller man hugged Wonwoo and you stood there holding his hand. Jun and Minghao coming towards y'all. Mingyu pulled back and patted your head which you're use to at this point. The other two came up and hugged you. Pulling you slightly away from Wonwoo to talk to you.

"You look sexy," Jun smiled which made you smile. He always saying shit like that but Minghao still hit his arm.

"I mean true, some of the others think so as well," Minghao added.

"Ooh who?" You asked.

"We can't say-" "Shua, Jeonghan, Vernon I think," Jun answered. After talking to them you went back over to where Wonwoo was with Mingyu.

"Oh Y/N, I invited some of your friends as well," Mingyu smiled and I nodded. Once he walked of you laughed.

"He's clearly drunk," You looked at Wonwoo who agreed with you.

"I'm gonna go hang out with the guys, and you go find the girls," He smiled.

"Mhm okay," You calmed down. He kissed your forehead before walking off.

You walked in the opposite direction.

"YOOHYEON!" I shouted happily.

"Y/N," She ran over and hugged you.

"Where's Wonwoo?" She asked.

"He's talking with the guys," You replied.

"You're mine now," She picked you up causing you to laugh hard. You two went where the other girls were at.

A couple hours and drinks later it's now 11:50... 10 minutes till New Year. You felt someone hug you from behind and you turned your head to see Wonwoo.

"10 more minutes till I get my kiss," He whispered. You rolled your eyes at him.

"Who are you guys gonna kiss?" You asked the girls and some shrugged.

"Bora and Siyeon are kissing each other, I'm gonna kiss Yoohyeon, and I don't know about the other three," Minji replied and I nodded.

"Gahyeon and Dongie could kiss but then Yubin would be alone," You thought out loud and the girls nodded.

"Ooh you guys could both kiss Gahyeon's cheek," You smiled.

"Yeah that'll work," Yubin nodded.

"How much longer?" You asked Wonwoo.

"5 more minutes," He replied.

We all went over to the TV and waited to countdown. Which felt like forever.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1!" You all shouted. You stood on the couch and kissed Wonwoo passionately, your arms wrapping around his neck and his arms around your waist.

"Happy New Year baby," He whispered against your lips. Suddenly you saw a flash hit you two and realized Bora took a Polaroid photo of you guys which made y'all laugh. She handed you the photo, you held it tightly before kissing Wonwoo again.

"Do you wanna go back home in a minute?" You whispered.

"Of course," He smiled. You pulled my arms away from him and got off the couch. You looked at the photo that Bora took and you smiled widely. You handed the photo to Wonwoo and walked over to the girls and started leaving kiss marks on their cheeks making them laugh. Some minutes you announced to everyone that Wonwoo and you are gonna go. You two said our goodbyes and left.

You two got to the shared house and locked the door. You two took your shoes off and then you grabbed his hand and lead him to the shared bedroom. He shut the door behind him and you cupped his face to kiss him deeply, he snaked his around your waist.

"Honey let me put the photo on the nightstand first," He pulled away from you. He sat down on the edge of the bed patted his lap to tell you to come to him. You straddled his lap and he pulled your top off of you before you two started to passionately making out. Your fingers playing with the buttons on his shirt as your lips attacked one another. Your lipstick now long gone. You pulled his satin shirt off of his toned body and threw it onto the floor. You pulled your lips away from his and latched your lips onto his neck. Placing wet kisses and soon leaving hickeys on the crook of his neck, and his collarbone. His hands come up from your waist and started to unclasp your bra and threw it onto the floor. He then latched his mouth onto your left boob and started sucking on it. His tongue doing circles on your nipple, his left hand massaging your right boob.

You started moving your hips against his thigh to feel friction.

"My baby needy?" He cooed.

"So needy," panted. His hands did a switch and started to suck and mark your right boob and now his right hand massaging your left boob, all making you whimper. Your hands digging into his hair. He pulled away from your boobs and looked up to kiss you deeply. You got off of him pulled your skirt off along with your underwear. You got to him and started unbuttoning his pants and he stood up to take his pants off but he kept his underwear on. He picked you up and laid you on the bed and climb on top of you and kissed you.

"Do you want me to make you feel good?," He asked while looking at you. You nodded your head eerily.

"Baby you have to speak," He smiled and placed kisses on your tits.

"God yes please Wonwoo," You let out.

"As you wish honey," He smirked. He climbed off of you and down to the accessible area between your legs.

You felt a soft kiss on your clit. He started licking your clit like he's a cat and you're the milk he's been looking for. The kitten licks going faster and then he started sucking and then back to licking your folds so sweetly. All of this causing you to arch your back and grip his hair and let out soft moans. He started sucking on you like a drink dripping on the side of the cup. His grip on your hips you swear it could've left a bruise.

"Won..woo," You moaned high pitch.

"Mhm?" He hummed and the vibration of his voice making you crazy as he then stuck his fingers into your core.

"Oh shit babe" You moaned. You started clenching around his fingers letting him know you're close. You released into his mouth and on his fingers and he ate it up like candy and cleaned you up.

"You're so gorgeous," He got eye level with you and kissed you softly making you taste yourself against his lips. He got up and took his underwear off, and shit how he was turned on, his tip red and leaking precum. He spread him precum around his tip before lining himself up.

"You ready?" He asked.

"More than ready," You smiled. He slowly slid into your hole as you two moaned in sync.

He stayed there for a minute to make sure you were adjusted. You tapped his shoulder as his signal. He slowly started thrusting, you wrapped your legs around him to help get deeper and for him to start picking up the pace and soon he went pretty fast. You felt him pounding inside you, he was giving you no mercy it seemed like. Your head tossed back, his hands were on your breasts, squeezing away as he pounded with no mercy. He soon enough hit your g spot making you moan loudly. You felt your walls tighten around him. He kissed your lips then he went to your neck kissing away as he continued to develop the knot in your stomach.

"God damn baby," He moaned onto your neck. His pounding kept going fast, and the grip on my breasts got tighter causing you to moan in pleasure and pain but it was mainly pleasure. The things he does to you feel so unreal and you didn't want it to end, his kisses always lingers and the feeling of him on your body lingers, you swear he's like magic, he knows exactly what to do and say. Fuck you love him so much. You suddenly felt euphoria release and the knot became undone. He slowed down a bit for you to ride through he orgasm before he went back to fucking you relentlessly. You swear one day he'll break you but god does it feel good. Man has some high stamina to keep going at this pace. His eyes glued to you, watching every moan come out of your mouth.

"Holy.. fuck" You moaned loudly as you arch your back. You felt the knot come back, so you started moving your hips with his to help get to your climax quicker.

His thrusts were getting sloppier so yoy knew he was close. Luckily as soon as he released inside of you, fucking his cum into you, you came for a second time. After a couple of minutes he slowly pulled out of you which caused you to whimper at the lose of warmth. He laid down next to you, pulling you on top of him and he caressed your back.

"I love you," He panted.

"I love you too," You smiled, he kissed your head. You two laid there catching your breath.

"Let me clean you up," He smiled as he sat up laying you on the bed. He went into the bathroom and you heard the water start running. You tried standing up but you quickly fell onto the floor with a loud thump.

"Baby are you okay?" He ran into the bedroom to see you on the floor.

"I'm okay, I guess my legs are jelly," You smiled. He walked towards you and picked you up, bridal style and sat you in the bath tub.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" He looked concerned. You shook my head.

"It felt good," Your hand cupped his face. He blushed as he placed you into the tub and joining you. He pressed your back against his chest as he helped to clean you up. It felt so relaxing, you felt like you could fall asleep against his chest, right there and then. You two got out of the bath and he helped you dry off and put on some underwear and an oversized shirt. He carried you to bed. You sat up in bed waiting for Wonwoo to join you.

"You're adorable," He laughed endearingly. He cupped your face and kissed you softly making you smile. He climbed into bed and you quickly went to lay next to him. We cuddled up.

"Happy New Years baby," You looked up at him with a sweet smile.

"I love you honey," He smiled

"I love you too," You kissed his lips.