#which doesn't happen to me on any other form of transportation

[aperrywilliams]

A Bit Rougher (Spencer Reid x Fem!BAU!Reader)

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Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader.

Summary: You and Spencer have been in a relationship for a little bit more than four months now, and the team doesn't know. One day, the BAU girls ask you by your mystery partner they know you have - even if they don't know who it is - and bring up a topic you are not so sure to share with Spencer yet: your kinky side in sex. What happens when the same Spencer puts a test on you on that matter?

Word Count: 6.5k (I'm not sorry)

Warnings: SMUT/18+/MDNI. Where do I start? Reader sleeps with Spencer (obviously). Talks about sex life. Mentions of tantric sex and rough sex. Mentions of some kinks like choking, spanking, and dom-sub dynamics. Clothes get ripped, Spencer calling you 'my girl' (oh God), masturbation (f receiving), fingering, kind of choking, dirty talk. Spencer does his best as a dom (soft!dom because it can't be any other way), penetrative sex, spanking, begging, more dirty talk, creampie (it really doesn't exist another word for this?), and aftercare. Spencer is the best boyfriend in the world. If I forgot something, please let me know.

A/N: This one was a request. I can't find the original message, and I don't know if the person who asked wanted their name here (I can quickly add it if they want to).

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The moment rays of sunlight peek through the curtain and hit my face, I turn to my back to avoid them, not ready to fully start the day yet.

Still half awake, half sleepy, I can feel a pair of hazel looking at me. I peek one eye open, and I see Spencer smiling at me.

"Good morning, beautiful," he rasps. And I don't know why such simple words have me blushing like a schoolgirl. Beaming, I return the greeting.

"Morning, handsome."

I get my reply with a lingering kiss on my lips, which I fully savored until a sudden thought came to me.

"What time is it? We need to get up."

Spencer, with his calm voice, shakes his head.

"It's a bit early yet. We have time. Also, you have some clothes here, so you don't need to go to your apartment before driving to work."

Smart me for bringing clothes to his apartment. It's an obvious decision, though, considering I have spent more nights here in the past weeks than in my place.

A devilish smirk makes an appearance on my face.

"So, we do have time, don't we?"

"Yes, sweetheart. We do," Spencer mumbles, scooting closer and peppering kisses on my face and then down to my collarbone.

Oh boy, this is what I call a good way to start the day.

-

How much time can you fool a bunch of the best profilers in the country, hiding your relationship with one of your coworkers? Spencer and I keep the count. The mark is set now in four months and two weeks.

It's not that we are embarrassed by what we have or anything close to that. It's just that things started so casually and naturally, and they're running so smoothly, so we want to keep it to ourselves as long as we can.

And by now? It's working.

We have also been careful about it. On our first nights together, we woke up early and went home for a shower and a change of clothes. After some weeks, we started to pack extra in our go-bag. Now, we have at least a change of clothes in each other's places. The second rule is never to get to work at the same time or on the same transportation. Spencer usually takes the metro even if I can drive and make time in the parking lot. Just one day, we did it, and we were so worked up in our making out session that we almost got caught by Morgan, who parked two cars away from mine.

Naturally, any form of PDA at work is completely off-limits. That's the toughest rule to follow. After all, we spend more time at the office and on the road than we do at home, so avoiding any kind of touch is definitely a challenge.

Despite all that, I can't help but feel happier every day as I fall deeper for Spencer. I often feel like a schoolgirl with a crush, constantly distracted by thoughts of him. Clearly, my behavior hasn't gone unnoticed, at least not by the three girls cornering me right now in the BAU kitchen.

"So, are you going to deny you're having fun these days?" Emily teases me while JJ and Penelope giggle in agreement.

"Where did that come from?" I say, intentionally diverting my gaze to the mug I'm filling with coffee.

"It's just basic observation, my dear," Penelope chimes in.

"Basic observation? I honestly don't follow you guys at all," I reply, feeling a bit overwhelmed by this unexpected Tuesday morning interrogation. This time, JJ steps forward with her evidence laid out right before me.

"We have all noticed the changes in you over the past few months—the giddy smile that lights up your face when you read a text on your phone, the new pep in your step, and how you hurry home every time we finish a case. Do I need to say more?"

"Busted!" Garcia points a mocking finger at me. I roll my eyes in fake annoyance. After all, they are completely right.

"Okay, okay. Yeah. I'm seeing a guy. Happy?" I confess, and Garcia squeals.

"Yay! We need to know everything about him."

Oh. That's dangerous territory.

JJ notices my discomfort and tries to ease it a bit.

"Penelope, I'm sure we'll know more with time. Right?" JJ looks at me, and I nod appreciatively.

"Okay. But the basics. Is the guy good?" Emily asks. A silly smile appears on my face.

"Of course he is. He's caring, fun, always attentive-" I'm about to start a rant about how my mystery man is perfect. But Emily's snort stops me at mid-sentence.

"What?"

"Emily is asking if he is good in bed!" Penelope clarifies, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Oh, Lord. What have I got into?

"Are you really expecting me to tell you about my sex life?"

The three girls nod in unison with no shame. Well, I guess I got my answer.

"Like if you haven't done it before. And for what it is worth, we all have said something about it more than once. That's why we created girls's night in the first place," Emily points eloquently, as always.

Touchè. They are right. I have said more than I would like to admit about my sex life. But now it's not that simple. We are talking about Spencer, even if they don't know it yet.

"Then? Is he good or not?"

I contemplate my answer not because I don't know what to say but not revealing more than necessary.

"I don't think good is enough to describe sex with him. The first time we slept together was amazing. The whole night was if you know what I mean. Since then, we have taken our time, savoring the moment, giving, and receiving a new part of ourselves when we do it. So, yes, sex with him is more than good."

"But it could be better," Garcia interjects, and I look at her baffled.

"How's so? Didn't I just say the sex is great?"

The three women nod in agreement, but I think I'm missing something here.

"Don't take it the wrong way, my lovely. We are really happy you are having fun and enjoying yourself," Garcia says, patting my shoulder. "But it sounds pretty vanilla to me. And it's not bad! Not at all!"

I frown, and Emily rolls her eyes, continuing Garcia's idea.

"What Penelope tries to bring here is what we talked back then about your last partner. Remember? The one who liked tantric sex?"

Oh. Yeah. I remember that one. It's not one of my finest choices, if I have to be honest. But it wasn't the guy's fault.

"Yeah. What about him?"

"You forgot how you complained about him being basically a statue? That you wanted it rough, and the guy never got the memo?" Penelope fills in, arching an eyebrow. My cheeks are flush crimson right now.

"I can't believe we are talking about this in the office kitchen," I mumble, embarrassed. "But that was different."

Emily scoffs. "What? Did you change your kinks now? What happened with the choking, the spanking, the begging, and all those things?"

"Emily Prentiss, can you please shut up? This conversation is too much for a morning in the office," I complain, shaking my head to try to cool my red face.

"Okay, okay. I'll stop. But if you are still into it - and I'm sure you are - maybe it's a good idea to share it with your partner. Healthy sex life and all that, so it doesn't happen what it did with the tantric guy."

"Well, thank you all for your concern. But I think I'm good. Now, can we please drop the subject?"

Luckily for me, the girls listened and changed the topic. By the time we leave the kitchen, I feel less embarrassed and ready to continue my paperwork.

But the conversation kept popping into my head from time to time during the day. My sexual preferences haven't changed 180 degrees, that's true, but with Spencer, it's different. I wouldn't want to bring something like that up if it's going to make him uncomfortable. Our relationship is still fresh, and I'm happy with our current sex life.

And talking about Spencer, I haven't seen him the whole morning. By the time lunchtime arrives, he doesn't come back to his desk, so I go with the girls and Morgan.

When we come back from lunch, I finally see him at his desk, concentrating on a pile of files. A smile creeps in my face. He looks so damn good with the crocked tie, messy hair, and shirt sleeves rolled up his forearms. This man has ruined me just sitting there. I'm doomed.

"Hey," I call his attention, and he turns his head to look up at me.

"Hi," he returns a smile.

"I haven't seen you around in hours. Are you okay?"

A frown appears on his face, but he brushes it off quickly.

"Me? Oh, yeah. Fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. It's just Hotch that had me checking and analyzing a pile of boxes with folders from old cases in the store office. That's all."

It makes sense. Spencer's fast reading is a blessing and a curse, and obviously, people tend to use it often in the office.

"I'm sorry, sure it wasn't a very entertaining task."

A shy smile creeps on his lips, and I have to use all my self-control not to pounce on him right now and pepper his face with kisses.

"It's okay. I'm already done, anyway. How has been your morning?"

"Oh. Mostly paperwork. As everyone. But I think I'll be done soon, too." Before continuing, I check my surroundings to ensure nobody else is listening. "Maybe we can go home early?" I suggest seductively.

The flush in Spencer's cheeks is endearing. It's like the ones I sported this morning when the girls were interrogating me. And they want me to tell this boy about my kinks? No way. I won't do that if it means he won't feel comfortable with me again.

"We could. But I'm afraid plans will have to wait," Spencer says as his gaze shifts from me to Garcia and the quick tip-tap of her heels, heading to the conference room.

Fuck. A new case.

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Don't get me wrong. I love my job. But being stuck in the middle of the desert, looking for an unsub that seems to be a ghost? And I say 'ghost' literally because we are looking for a guy who is dead for the town records. No, this is not my idea of a 'normal work day.'

It's frustrating, and not only for the lack of progress. The heat here is like hell. The AC barely works, and everyone's mood is bitchy.

We are not making any progress by now, so Hotch sends us to the hotel for the night. Once in my room, I text Spencer, not with an explicit purpose but to talk to him for a while. But he doesn't answer my texts. Is he sleeping by now? Considering he's a night owl, I found it very rare. But maybe he's drained like everyone else, so I let it slide.

In the morning, after my shower, I'm checking my phone, and I don't have any messages. Has Spencer received my texts?

I don't want to sound paranoid, but it's like something is going on. At the precinct, I barely get a hello from Spencer. Okay. Maybe it's the stress. I don't give it too much thought, either. Not when we have work to do.

And boy, we have been working hard on this one. Some clues give us hope, but we're far from catching the unsub.

In the little spare time we have between interrogations and visiting dumping sites, I try to share moments with Spencer, but it definitely seems like he doesn't want to be alone with me in the same room, even if he doesn't say it or shows signs of annoyance or animosity towards me.

I can't tell why he is so distant, but it's starting to worry me. Did I do something? And it's killing me because the more I think about it, the more I miss him. A kiss, a hug, anything from him would ease the ache I'm starting to feel.

It doesn't help that he has been choosing to wear the sexiest clothes he has in his go-bag. Those tight grey pants that accentuate his ass, those button-ups with sleeves rolled up.

We have been here for six days, and I think I'm going crazy. I have been trying to be subtle and professional. But I swear that if one more day goes by without being able to feel Spencer's touch, I don't know what I'll be able to do.

It seems heaven has listened to me because we finally managed to catch the unsub, and we're on the jet on our way home. But I'm nervous. I didn't even want to sit next to Spencer like I usually do. I don't know why. What if he wants to break up with me, and I'm just dragging things out?

What the hell am I talking about? I don't believe I'm thinking clearly here. But this week has been so odd that I don't know what to think.

Maybe when we land, I can finally talk to Spencer and put an end to my overthinking. With that in mind, I doze off for the rest of the trip.

Once the jet is down, I'm starting to gather my things when I hear Spencer rushing out, saying goodbye to everyone.

Disappointed and frustrated, I leave the tarmac.

Maybe a full night of sleep in my bed isn't a bad plan after all.

But be that as it may, fuck you, Spencer Reid.

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As if all that had happened wasn't enough, when I got to the parking lot, my car fucking didn't start. I knew I had to get it checked before.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!

That delayed my arrival home for another 45 minutes.

Now, disappointed, frustrated, and with no car, I slam the door shut. The apartment is pitch black, and I have no energy to flick the lights on, so I drag myself to the bedroom. When I open the door, a yelp escapes my mouth when I see a silhouette of a man sitting in the chair I have in one corner.

I'm about to reach for my gun when the bedside lamp flicks on, and the scare turns to confusion when I see Spencer sitting there.

"What the fuck!"

"Hi," he says as if he hadn't almost scared me to death two seconds ago.

"Spencer! What are you doing here?" My voice sounds harsher than I intended, but Spencer brushes it off quickly.

"Waiting for you," he says matter-of-factly.

I'm officially confused. We were together an hour ago? He left without saying anything.

"I don't understand. The way you left the jet in such a hurry, I thought I was the last person you wanted to be with."

My words come out resentful, but I can't help it. Spencer's eyes soften. I averted his gaze as I dropped my go-bag, unholst my gun to set it on the safe, and sat at the end of the bed to remove my boots.

"Hey, don't say that. Of course, I want to be with you," Spencer says, standing from the seat and kneeling to help me remove my boots.

"I'm sorry, but it didn't show that way. You avoided me all week!"

Great, now I sound like I'm making a tantrum.

From his place where he knelt on the floor, his eyes met mine, and I don't know why suddenly I felt a shudder running down my spine.

"Sweetheart, you know we were working, weren't we?"

That condescending tone escaping Spencer's lips? It is something unexpected. But why does it make me kind of nervous? It's a type of nervousness that gives me butterflies in my stomach.

"I know! But- but then in the jet. And you left."

Why am I babbling? Since when did Spencer have looked at me with those piercing eyes?

He stands and offers me a hand to help me to do the same.

"Is my girl upset?" He asks when we are both upright.

'My girl'? That's new. Spencer always calls me by my name, a short version of it, or beautiful, or sweetheart. But thinking about it, 'my girl' doesn't sound bad at all.

"No! I'm not-"

"Oh yes, you are. Look, I wanted to prepare a surprise for you tonight, so I left in a hurry. I was thinking about a bubble bath, dinner, wine, and a movie. I even had the table done with candles ready to lit," he says nonchalantly, and I feel silly for thinking the worst scenarios all week.

"Oh," is the only thing escaping my lips.

"But now, thinking about it, maybe you don't deserve it. Not if you're questioning me like this," Spencer shakes his head in fake - I hope - disappointment.

Okay. Stop right there. What the hell is going on here? Why is Spencer talking like that? About me as 'not deserving' something? What's next? That I'm a naughty girl? - Uhm, I wonder how it could be hearing those words from his lips.-

"What? Why I-"

"Come here," he requests as now he is the one who sits at the edge of the bed and pats the spot in his lap. It doesn't sound too commanding, but sure as hell, I don't need anything more to comply. I need to know where this is heading.

As I'm at Spencer's reach, he pulls me by my wrist to land on his lap while his other hand cradles my face.

"Tell me, uh? Why are you upset?"

His voice drips like honey, and I start to feel hot here.

"I- I don't know. I just missed you, I guess."

"You guess?" He arches a questioning eyebrow.

"Yes. I mean, I do know. I have missed you," I confess, defeated. Oh yeah, now I'm the needy one.

"It helps if I say I have missed you, too?" he says, caressing my cheek tenderly with his knuckles. "I have seen you tense all week; that's why I thought I could do something special for you tonight."

I close my eyes, and for the first time tonight, I let myself enjoy Spencer's embrace.

I exhale a heavy breath as I get lost in his arms.

When I open my eyes, Spencer's are fixed on mine. But his look is not as sweet or reverent as it usually is when we are like this. No, this one is dark and raw. His pupils are fully dilated, and I feel like the breath leaves my lungs.

"Spencer-" I barely mumble.

"I know," he whispers, moving one hand to cradle my neck and bring my lips to his.

Oh God, what I have been craving for days is finally happening, and I can't stress enough how happy I am.

The kiss starts slow and sensual. But not far from that, it gets needy and messy, charged with all the pent-up emotions from the past days. If I had any doubt about Spencer's distance in the last week, this kiss quickly eased my anxiety.

My fingers go to undo the buttons of his button-up, but Spencer stops me with one of his hands, grabbing both of my wrists.

Why didn't I notice before how big and strong his hands are compared to mine? I mean, I always admired his long and deftly fingers, but this? Wow. It's new territory.

"But I want to touch you," I pout when he keeps hold of my wrists in his hand. The cocky bastard raises an eyebrow, contemplating my request.

"You will have to be patient this time and earn it, darling," he says casually, and as my eyes go wide, my jaw goes slack. These words have never come out of Spencer's mouth before. But why am I suddenly starting to feel hotter and more worked up? I blame it on sex abstinence.

"Please, I have missed you so much," I insist, trying to escape his grip to get what I want: undress him. But he doesn't budge, tsking his tongue.

"I already told you. You need to earn it. To my knowledge, only good girls get what they want, and I don't think I'm wrong, do I?"

Jesus Christ! I had never heard Spencer say 'good girl' before, and I'm sure now I'll be addicted to hearing it every chance I get.

"Spencer, please. I'll do anything. I promise. I want to be a good girl. I want to be your good girl."

Spencer's smirk tells me he likes my response, and I'm not at any ounce ashamed of sounding desperate.

He maneuvers me so that I am now on my back on the mattress. I watch his every move intently, and I get lost in his gaze, which screams lust and desire.

He kneels between my spread legs, staring at me intently as his hands move to the edges of my blouse. Just when I think he's going to work on unbuttoning it, he grabs it and rips it open.

A yelp escapes my lips at the raw sound and the view of buttons flying. Spencer doesn't seem fazed by his display of caveman style. And me? I won't mind if he rips all my clothes right now. His hands go to caress my breasts over the fabric of my bra. And then pull it down to free the skin. The cool air quickly stiffens my nipples.

Spencer leans down to suck one of them, twirling the other one with his fingers. A moan escapes my lips at the pleasure his touch is giving me.

"You like that, uh?" he mumbles, still with his mouth sucking and lapping.

"Yes!" I say, as my hands fly to his hair so I can ground myself in something.

After giving enough attention to both of my nipples, he helps me to get rid of the fabric of the ruined blouse and my bra. Now his mouth is sucking a hickey under my jaw, and I feel like I can faint of how aroused I am. One of his hands goes south and stills at the button of my work pants. His breath is hot in my ear.

"I'm going to take care of you. If I do something you don't like, just say it, okay?"

That's a sliver of the Spencer I know, and I can't even think of something this man can do to me that I wouldn't like.

"Okay," I manage to blurt when his fingers work on my pants, leaving me clad only in my panties in a matter of seconds.

Under his intense gaze, I feel exposed, but I also feel safe. There is no place where I would rather be right now.

"You're gorgeous. You know that?" Spencer says, trailing feather touches on my skin aflame with desire. "You don't know what you do to me, do you? I barely can control myself," he continues his praises, thumbs toying with the waistband of my panties.

I'm about to combust.

"Spencer, please."

"What is it, my girl?" he asks, kissing my neck as his fingers slide down my legs, removing the soaked fabric that used to cover my most intimate part.

"I - I need more."

"Are you already desperate for me?"

I can feel how his fingers trace soft patterns in the skin between my thighs, explicitly avoiding the spot where I need him the most.

"Yes! I am. I - I can't-"

I don't even care if I sound coherent at this point. I'm already so turned on and desperate that I can't be bothered by my lack of speech. Spencer still doesn't budge, though.

"I know you want to beg. And I know you can do better than that."

Oh God. I don't know how Spencer's words manage to make me more aroused, but they do.

"I need you," I croak, eyes pleading him to take me. I can feel his fingers ghosting my throbbing clit.

"I need you, sir. Please. You can use me whatever you want, but please, touch me!"

What the fuck? I just called Spencer' sir' and offered my body explicitly to him to use. And the bastard doesn't even flinch? Who is this guy in full control, and who am I acting like a pathetic submissive?

I don't have the answers, but honestly, I don't care. Did he want me to beg? If this isn't begging, I don't know what it is.

"I know you do, baby. Do you think I didn't notice how needy you have been all week? How have you tried to get my attention all these days?" Spencer's voice drops almost two octaves as his finger finally starts rubbing circles on my clit.

Just feeling his touch makes me whimper pathetically.

His lips ghost in my ear, and I can feel his breath heating the spot before his teeth nibble my earlobe.

A mewl leaves my mouth, and if I wasn't soaked before - which I was - now I'm dripping.

"Tell me, this is what you wanted?" His voice is commanding but feels like honey leaking on my body.

"Yes! Please, don't stop."

His movements are deliberate and precise, and when he buries a finger into my core, I can feel the coil in the pit of my lower belly beginning to form. My moans increase in number and volume.

"So needy, my sweet girl. Like that? That's how you want me to touch you?" Spencer coo as he watches me tremble under his touch, adding a new finger to fuck me.

His ministrations continue, but his free hand moves slowly from my cheek down to my neck, caressing the exposed skin with his thumb.

"Or maybe you want me to touch you like this?"

A mewl escapes my lips when he poses his open palm over my throat, not squeezing but seizing how much of my neck he would be able to cover with his huge hand.

"Yes! Please, do it. Please Spencer," I babble, feeling my orgasm closer and closer. And he complies. Applying the minimal pressure in my throat is enough to highlight all of my senses. That, plus the way his ring and middle finger pound in and out of me and his thumb toy with my clit at the same time, sends me to the edge.

"Spencer!" I scream as my climax washes over me.

I don't remember having an orgasm like this in a long time. My vision blurs and I feel like I'm floating on a cloud of pleasure that I don't want to come down from. I can hear Spencer's encouraging words in the distance as he helps me ride my orgasm.

"That's it, my girl. You did so good for me. See how good I can make you feel?"

With hooded eyes, I see Spencer sucking clean the fingers that were fucking me seconds ago.

"You taste amazing. I'll never get tired of it," Spencer says, with a satisfied grin on his face.

Still dizzy, I gesture for him to come closer. When he does, I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him in for the most passionate kiss my current post-orgasmic state will allow. I can taste myself on his tongue, and it is like my sex drive reminds me I want more. I need more.

"Please, fuck me," I mumble between kisses, and I can feel the smirk forming on his lips.

"I just did that," he states when we part from the kiss. "Are you being ungrateful?" Is he joking? I hope he does, but I won't take the chance of not having his dick in me tonight.

"No, baby. I'm thankful for the way you have touched me tonight, but I want you to feel good, too."

Spencer looks at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Is that so? Are you willing to do what I want to make me feel good? It's not only for your benefict?"

"Yes! Whatever you want. I'm yours. Take me the way you want to do it. Whatever you want to give me."

I don't know at what moment I became this kind of submissive, but if I have to beg again to have Spencer inside me, I will do it without complaining. And considering he's still fully clothed, I don't know what kind of plan he has right now.

"On your elbows and knees."

It's simple, and the moment the words leave his mouth, I move quickly to obey.

Unfortunately, from this position, I can't see Spencer, but I can hear him undressing. When I listen to him undoing his belt buckle, I have to do everything in my power not to rub my thighs together in search of some friction. And Spencer notices.

"I can bet you're dripping again. Don't you?"

The anticipation is killing me. When I feel the mattress dip with Spencer's weight, I can't stop the mewl that leaves my lips. It doesn't help when he presses his body to mine, and I can feel his hard cock pressing my ass.

"Can you feel what you do to me? I want to fuck you so bad. I want to ruin this pussy." Spencer's voice is husky and low, almost predatory, and I can't wait to feel him.

While we've used dirty talk before, I think this is the first time I can feel it coming naturally from Spencer. I'm usually the one with the filthy mouth.

When I feel his tip teasing my entrance, I instinctively push my ass back, gaining a laugh from Spencer.

"Be patient, once inside there is no coming back." Before I can say anything in reply, I feel him push his cock between my folds, and the stretching is painfully delicious.

"Oh, fuck!" I yelp as I hear Spencer hissing when he bottoms it out. He is still there, grabbing my hips to keep me from moving.

"So warm. So tight. Made for me," he mumbles, leaning to kiss my shoulder blades.

"Just for you, it was made for you," I agree, in a new state of pleasure and urging him to move. Spencer pulls back almost completely, only to thrust hard again, setting a slow but deep pace.

"That's my girl, taking everything I give her. You wanted this, didn't you? I know you do. Fuck! So good for me."

Another thing I'm not used to is Spencer being a talker during sex. I mean, yeah, he's very vocal, moaning, whining, cursing, and so am I, but his words are now taking me there faster than I expected.

"Spencer, yes! Don't stop, please!"

"I won't, baby, I won't. Not when this pussy tighen me like this."

His pace quickens, and in the room, you can only hear the sinful sounds of skin hitting skin, our moans, and the dirty words escaping Spencer's mouth.

"Spencer, please, harder," I beg to him. I don't know why, but I want to go to my limit, and I trust Spencer. I need it. He's quick to deliver, and with every thrust, I'm entering into a new space of ecstasy.

He is pounding me harder, and my broken moans are testimony to the brutal pace he leads. I can feel him hitting in all the right places.

"Like that?" He asks, panting in my ear.

"Y-yes."

"I can't hear you, darling," the bastard demands, not faltering his thrusts.

"Yes! Fuck, yes! Like that! Oh, fuck-"

My voice cracks when I feel a sharp smack in my ass.

And I can't stress enough how good it feels and how it helps the ball forming in my lower belly to grow.

"What a sight. You should see how my fingers are red imprinted on your skin," Spencer says, amazed with his doing, not ever slowing his thrusts, and I can feel closer to a new earth-shattering orgasm.

"We need to even the score, right baby?" I can't even catch what he's talking about when I feel a new smack in my other ass-cheek. And then I lose it. I'm teetering to my end, and I need Spencer to fall with me.

"Spencer, I'm so close. Please, I need-"

"Are you going to come? That's what you're trying to tell me?"

"Yes! I need to cum, please-"

"I'm right there with you, my girl. Come on, cum on my cock. Show me how you fall apart because of me."

And I did. My orgasm crashes me like a freight train, screaming Spencer's name once and again until my throat goes dry. He keeps his pace, chasing his own end, and after three deep thrusts, he stills, and I feel him spilling inside of me, grunting as he does so. The feeling almost makes me cum again.

We stay in that position for a few moments, him inside me and trying to catch our breath. I feel like I'm out of this world, savoring the post-orgasmic euphoria of the best sex of my life.

Spencer pulls out, and I hiss at the loss of him. Carefully, he helps me turn over and lie down to rest my back on the mattress. I close my eyes, regulating my breathing, content and completely satisfied.

"Are you okay?" Spencer asks me, but I'm still lost in the haze of pleasure. I can barely acknowledge the moment he goes to the bathroom to bring a warm cloth to clean me up.

"Uh? Yeah. Amazing." My words escape before I can process them, but I'm not lying. And I can feel the tons of endorphins running in my brain right now.

"Are you sure?" Spencer checks again. And because I'm more alert now, I can see his worried eyes.

A tired smile forms on my lips as I turn to the side and bring a hand to his cheek.

This man just has fucked me senseless, and now he sees me with those panicked eyes as if he had broken me. And maybe he did, but in the best way possible.

"I'm fine, Spencer. I'm more than fine, actually. That was something else," I confess, caressing his jaw. He lets out a breath of relief, and his cheeks turn a shade of pink.

"So you liked it?"

"Liked it? Did you just forget how I was screaming your name just minutes ago?" A satisfied chuckle escapes Spencer's lips. "But I need to know something," I prompt, propping myself on one elbow to have a better view of Spencer's face.

"What is it?"

"Where did this idea come from? It's not like you woke up one day and said, 'Next time, I'm going to choke her and spank her,' right?"

"Well, yeah. It wasn't that kind of spontaneous idea, even though I have thought about it before," Spencer looks at me sheepishly.

"Yeah? Well, then?"

"I heard you. Talking with the girls the other day at the BAU's kitchen." I narrow my eyes, trying to pinpoint the exact moment, and when recognition washes over me, my entire face flushes.

"Oh, God."

"I know I did wrong. It wasn't a conversation for me to hear, but you were talking about your mystery man, and I - I don't know, curiosity got the best of me."

Spencer looks apologetic, and I feel kind of embarrassed right now. It's funny for two people that minutes ago were fucking like there is no tomorrow.

"Don't apologize. It's my fault for spilling those kind of things in the office kitchen." Wait a minute. "From what part you heard?" Spencer purses his lips in thought.

"The part when you admitted seeing someone."

"So you heard when I said I was happy with our sex life, right?" He nods. "Why did you feel compelled to try something different, then? I'm not complaining at all, but I don't want you to feel obligated to do something because of me."

Spencer shakes his head. "I don't feel obligated. I wanted to. But can I ask why you didn't tell me what you liked before?"

That's a valid question, and I don't want to make him feel like I don't trust him because it is not like that.

"It's just- I mean, I love what we have. And I'm falling for you even more each day. I don't want to lose that, and I thought maybe I would have made you uncomfortable saying those things. I didn't want that."

Spencer's eyes glisten with warm understanding. How could I have doubted that he would comprehend? One of his hands goes to push back a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

"I love what we have, too. And you won't lose this or me if you share those things with me. I know I'm not the best example of a sharing person, but I'm learning to do that with you. And I want you to be happy and satisfied in this relationship."

"I really am. Seriously!" I quickly reply. God forbid Spencer from thinking I'm not happy and satisfied because it's far from the truth.

"And I'm happy to hear that. But there is no harm in experiencing new things, right?" He says, caressing my cheek.

"You really mean it?" Spencer nods and chuckles.

"It's not an altruistic offer, you know? I pretty much enjoyed what we did tonight." Only remembering what we did minutes ago brings a wide grin to my face.

"Sure you did. Okay. We can keep trying things. One condition, though."

"Name it," Spencer states, opening his arm for me to scoot closer to his side, which I happily do.

"I want you to choose the next kink to explore," I request, glancing up at him to gauge his reaction.

With narrowed eyes, Spencer is contemplating his answer. After a few seconds, his lips turn into a mischievous smirk, and he looks back at me.

"Have you heard about temperature play?" he asks, and I immediately bit my lower lip in excitement.

What can I say? This man is full of surprises, and I'm the lucky one who will experience all of them. I can't wait.

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[yusuke-of-valla]

I hate greyhound more than I hate driving I think

[eldritch-spouse]

Any of your demon OC’s reaction to being summoned but the magic feels powerful so when they get there they expect maybe a collection of wizards but instead it is a very drunk person(reader) who seems very confused but also isn’t against having this very attractive demon in their house.

[I mean, at this rate you could just summon an Icon. But let's not go there yet. Why not Vorago?]

The difference between Vorago and many other demons is that, most of the time, he's ready to be summoned. As the firstborn of Queen Vorticia, he has to be available for a myriad of public contact and more nitty-gritty transactions that his Mother is all too happy to distribute between her many children. The eldest takes on even more work than necessary, purely to train himself for the future, wherein he may rule Gluttony.

So, when Vorago senses a rift opening with a request for him, the royal glutton merely brushes his outfit, adjusts his mane, and stands appropriately, waiting to be transported. It's no shock to him that a rather surprising amount of magic is used during these instances, you do not simply summon a royal without obtaining much training in the field, or on your own for that matter. While the process takes place, Vorago searches his head for who this might be. The blood signature utilized doesn't ring any bells, so it might be a first contact summoning. Giving a good impression is more important than ever if that truly is the case.

Vorago steps into the rift with an adequately serious expression and a hand behind his back, expecting some kind of fanfare or overzealous greeting.

There are few words to describe his confusion at the sight that greets him. Astonishing, really, as he considers himself verbose.

The prince finds himself in a rather homely, completely informal setting. Someone's house, he deduces, given the smells present, the well-worn furniture. No group, no organization, no sect, not even a pair is there to receive him, only one human.

He sniffs.

One very intoxicated human.

He can only wonder what's happening to you, where you hail from. How you've gotten to this point.

The glutton stares hard at you. Something that another summoner may find rude of him, but you're hardly composed enough to notice. There's no incredible, burning desire within you. You don't stink of desperation and madness, you aren't covered in sin.

You're just a human woman, meddling with what most definitely doesn't concern someone like you.

" ... O- " You finally seem to notice there's someone else in the room. " Oh? "

" Oh. " Vorago parrots, feeling a brand new crease form on his forehead.

Silent moments pass.

You really should blink more, he assumes your eyes are losing moisture from the moments where you stare at him blankly, like a donkey.

" I suppose, when you're sober, you'll gather the wits to grovel... "

Vorago isn't particularly cruel, but he'd be a bad example if he allowed summoners to think they can get away with this type of behavior. To summon a demon of royalty while entirely shitfaced is to cause great offense to said royal lineage. It can warrant more than death, it could set curses upon your loved ones. Vorago understands mistakes happen, but humans of all people, are too frail to afford these grievous acts of buffoonery.

So he needs to cause a healthy amount of panic in you, which he will, when you become sober.

" Hhmn? " You sluggishly tilt your head.

The firstborn takes a few steps forward on the borderline nonexistent circle you've thrown together on the ground. It's more of a misshapen oval, with not a tenth of the power you'd require to keep him properly contained. Really, Vorago could blow it away with a sigh.

He squats, using his hands to gesture and speaking slowly, the same tactics he'd use to make his toddler-aged siblings pay attention.

" Human. Listen closely. " No self-respecting prince would be stooping this low. " Now that you have made the mistake of summoning me, we need to establish a formal deal, so that I can leave. "

You don't offer much of a reaction for a while. Vorago sincerely wants to slap the back of your head. Though he imagines you'd tumble face first in a graceless display of alcoholism.

He can only tense hard when you spread your arms and latch onto his shoulders, running clumsy hands through his thick hair.

" Hahah... Hah. You're sooo cute. You should stick around. "

You're so fucking wasted.

The glutton is speechless, face darkening. He allows himself to feel this for a few seconds, ideas suddenly swirling in his head while an admittedly pretty human plays with his hair. The large demonoid shivers slightly. You'd look even better if you weren't so visibly drunk. For as much as he craves and writes about this type of contact between monster (demon) and human, he's never had the pleasure of experiencing it firsthand.

A small eternity passes before he forces himself to pry your small -Delicate, so fragile, so soft- hands away and rises.

" Any suggestions, summoner? " His tail swishes.

A grin tries to settle on your cheeks, it's struggling. " You. Me. The couch. "

Vorago has to run a hand down his complexion and breathe in deep. Oh trust him, that couch wouldn't survive. Still, this is no way to try his hand at charming a beautiful person.

" No. " He chastises. " I have a proposal. Do you read, human? "

This could backfire very hard. He knows this.

" Ehh, yeah, I guess. " You shrug. " Sometimes. When my favorite authors upload. "

Upload. The top eye in Vorago's head widens, his hope shining clearly.

" Then let's do the following. I provide you with written works, and, in turn, you act as a proof-reader, letting me know what I could adjust. "

Particularly how accurate his portrayal of humans and the opposite gender is.

" You write?! "

He almost feels offended that you're so surprised. " Yes. "

" Fuck yeah! "

He chuckles purely from how ridiculous this is getting.

Vorago nods, using a foot to disrupt the summoning circle and leaning down with an outstretched hand, the other reaching for a vial on his coat pocket.

" Brilliant. Allow me to collect your blood signature then. " Because you're too shitfaced to sign anything, he presumes. " You will be contacted so we can schedule our first meeting. "

Well, he thinks happily, no one can accuse him of having no references now.

[whatdidtheydotomygirljinx]

Why Episode 7 is the worst episode in all of Season 2.

This fuckass Timebomb ship is the worst thing to ever happen to Jinx's character.

Ok so finally we're gonna talk about Boy Savior Complex and AU Girl Next Door Powder

This is gonna be long. Also, we're not only talking about Episode 7 and Timebomb, we're also discussing Jinx's suicide attempt and how her character's resolution is actually really sad.

First of all, Jinx never liked Ekko back. Season 1 makes it pretty clear that they're friends, and that Ekko has an unrequited crush on her. His feelings are clear, but she never shows any reciprocation. And, no, the art book that came out after season 2 concluded doesn't count. You can't just put "the boy with the unrequited crush" trope in your story and then retract it.

And now to get to the serious part... who the fuck is AU Powder?

Ekko gets transported into this alternate timeline where we the audience soon realize everyone is happy and none of the conflicts that plague the original story exist and everything is perfect and "as it should be". So this is the ideal world and the one where all these characters reach their highest form of happiness. Even Silco is back with Vander.

And in this ideal world Powder is... a waitress at The Last Drop? I rewatched this episode and I genuinely tried to pay attention to see what does she actually DO. Like what occupies her time in this universe. And between Vander's line about how she's "too smart to be spending her life in a bar" and the fact that she is at one point behind the counter (while Ekko is studying his books... imma get back to that) and the fact that we never see her in any other places besides the bar and her hideout and that one time Ekko takes her out... this seems to be it.

So in the perfect timeline, Powder has decided to stay back with her family once she's grown up, to remain with Vander and help him run his bar, and implicitly has no big ambitions of her own, and definitely no ideas that she would sacrifice her family life for.

Now... Powder/Jinx as a family person is not actually wrong characterization. This is pretty congruent with her character in season 1. Her entire story and literally everything revolves around her family and not much else. When she's Powder she's attached at the hip to Vi and when she's Jinx she doesn't seem too interested in the world outside of her hideout and Silco's office. So considering all we know, yes, Jinx does place family first.

And this is pretty assumed by the show. Now, I also characterized her like this in season 1! She is a family girl. And Jinx happens to have all these people with big revolutionary ideas around her, be it Vander or Vi or Silco or Sevika, but she herself never actually seems much interested in that. She has a small moment in arc 1 of season 1, which i think it's significant to mention comes right after Vi plants the idea in her head. It would've been one thing if these ideas stayed with her, but post time-skip she doesn't bring anything like that up again. She mostly acts like a bored teenager whenever Silco drags her to the river to tell her all about his tragic past that radicalized him. Overall, any time she exhibits any revolutionary spirit, it seems to actually be more of a personal vendetta for her.

So, okay, Jinx is a family girl and she's never really actually been about all these big ideas, I can agree with the writers that this represents her character.

It's just that... this much?

Man, COME ON. There were people making "Everything's Perfect" AUs since season 1, and they almost all had Powder be a student at the Academy. This girl was clearly passionate about her little inventions, her bombs didn't work but she kept and kept trying. You're telling me she would be completely uninterested in learning more about engineering, in getting a formal education in that, in doing anything with it? Since in this world, there's peace between Piltover and Zaun, we can't talk about any barriers to her becoming a student. And, for that matter, in League lore there's an academy in Zaun, too, that she could have attended.

Even Ekko points it out, man. Now, to the writers' credit, the story acknowledges quite clearly that Powder choosing to stay with Vander and help him run the bar is weird. It just... never explains it. Like why is she like this, though? Let's throw out some possibilies:

(1) in some scenes, there seems to be a little "jinxiness" in this Powder, too. maybe she's aware of that side of her, and doesn't like it, and fears that if she went off and did what she wanted, and was truly herself, it would ruin what she has, "things are good now" (in this case, this Powder is actually a tragic character. nowhere near ideal timeline stuff.)

(2) in act 1 of season 1, the reason Vi makes Powder stay back is because she fears losing her, after Vander tells her that she might lose Powder in a confrontation with Piltover. since Vi dies in this universe, on a job, maybe in that moment Powder internalizes that rocking the boat in any way is bad. Vi was spirited and had big ideas and wanted to be someone and it led to her death. so maybe this Powder gave up on all of that then. Vander seems like the type to give her a "look what happens" speech, too.

But these are just my theories. This doesn't ever get properly explained in the show. So then maybe Powder is actually content like this and likes this and maybe these people constantly pestering her that she could do and be more are just annoying nuisances to her, same as Sevika is an annoying nuisance to Jinx in the original timeline (although there it makes significantly more sense).

(Also, why is Vi even dead in this universe? They could've easily found another way for Piltover and Zaun to make peace. Guess Jinx doesn't even get to be happy in the Perfect Timeline, goddamn, girl really is cursed after all.)

If you're gonna spend an entire episode on fix-it fanfiction that is supposed to pander to fans and give them, on screen, what they always wanted to see, why didn't we get grown up Powder in a cute academy uniform, being a top student and working on school projects and being loved by her professors cause girl was a prodigy.

Instead... this is Ekko in this universe, actually.

Ekko is the "big idea guy" and he's working on an entry to the innovations fair and he gets to be Heimerdinger's pupil. To her credit, this Powder still seems to be very smart, Ekko comes to her for help cause he can't actually build his invention alone. But she only uses her intellect to help Ekko. I always thought it would be Powder who would be Heimerdinger's pupil. Instead, here, she's hanging off Ekko's arm, and being all cute, as he discusses Important Stuff with Heimerdinger, stuff that she doesn't get to be privy to, but that she is expected to help them with anyway.

So AU Powder is this very smart girl who is helping her boyfriend build his entry for a contest because he can't actually do it himself but it's okay she'll help him of course and no he can take all the credit she doesn't want to be recognized or anything or to go to like University that would be crazy she's doing it cause she loves him and she's sweet like that and she likes to help others and she doesn't have any character traits that make her difficult she's just a cute funny and relatable down-to-earth girl and she pokes fun at Ekko but like in a loving way and she likes being a waitress and she'd rather be recognized for her dancing skills and................ I'm sorry.....................

So you're telling me Ekko gets transported into an alternate timeline in which his childhood crush who never liked him back is stripped of all her personality, has no goals or ambitions of her own and has no interests besides being his supportive girlfriend, is devoid of all the traits that might have made a relationship with her difficult, and despite the fact that she never showed interest in him in the original world, here she is head over heels for him, always acting all lovey-dovey with him and being nothing but a cute and affectionate puppy.

This is every little boy's with an unrequited crush dream right here. Man, Ekko won more than any other character in this show. And she's mentally ill, too! He's hit the jackpot. Y'all what the fuck am I watching.

I'm sorry but literally ALL I COULD FUCKING SEE WHEN I WAS WATCHING THIS STUPID DANCE SCENE was that in this universe Powder is a good christian girl who stays home with her dad and loves her boyfriend and is always happy to help WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS GOOD GIRL PROPAGANDA get this bullshit OFF my fucking screen I cannot fucking believe what I'm watching here

Moving on.

Ekko has hurt Jinx more than any other character in the show.

Physically speaking.

Ekko is the one who does this.

Which leads to this.

Which ultimately leads to this.

It has always confused me and it continues to confuse me why no one in this fandom treats Jinx being injected with shimmer as a big deal, when this is the worst thing that happens to her post episode 3. And it's a point of no return for her character, she can't undo this. And yeah I know everyone thought Shimmer Jinx was cool in season 2, but her being turned into a half-dead monster is not a good progression for her character. She also goes through agonizing pain in the process.

Singed agrees.

It's Ekko who forces Jinx between death and being turned into a half-dead corpse. It's actually insane to me that no one in the fandom considers this and that this is never brought up in the show. If they wanted Jinx and Ekko to be a thing, you'd think this would be a big deal in their relationship. Ekko has changed her irreparably, for the worse.

Idk, is the guy who beat you up and left you for dead really boyfriend material?

This is the first moment Jinx shows any interest in Ekko. Interesting timing.

I'm pretty sure she doesn't even mention his name post act 3 of season 1. She doesn't wonder about whether he's alright after the bridge fight (for that matter, neither does he). The first time when Jinx looks at him with any hint of affection is when she's standing on a ledge, ready to throw herself off.

Jinx has no one anymore at this point. Her old family is long gone. Silco is dead. Isha is dead. Vi has decided having a good time with Caitlyn is more important than her. This is Jinx at her lowest moment. Does she like him back or is he just the only one who showed up?

Ekko is a winner once again. His crush has been abandoned by everyone, and he is the only one left to comfort her. Luck like this is hard to come by. And of course, she's gonna be super impressed and touched by any sliver of affection now. Probably gonna look at him with big, grateful eyes, and see him as her savior. I'm disgusted.

By the way, this should have never been Ekko. If Vi was too busy with fucking Caitlyn, this should have been Sevika. Sevika is the only character who has known Jinx since she was a child, and who has been with her through every iteration. And she's the only character who has never cared whether she's Jinx or Powder or any other persona she decides to take up, to her she'll always just be an annoying kid. And to Jinx this might actually be comforting. Sevika is the only one who has a realistic perspective on Jinx, and recognizes her flaws, so her talking her down might have actually been very touching, and there are things she could tell her that neither Vi nor Silco could.

(The fuck could Ekko tell her, honestly? That he went off to an alternate universe where she was his perfect girlfriend, so she shouldn't kill herself actually? What the fuck.)

I also wanna talk a bit about Jinx's resolution as a character. Not her fake-out death, but her in the last episode. I think it's interesting that everyone who had a connection to Jinx is gone, namely Silco and Isha. Silco and Isha are both people she chooses, actively, and she is herself around. Instead, now, she's back to Vi and Ekko, the same people that were with her in her childhood. This is a full circle moment for her.

This is Powder right here, guys. Powder was a little girl who made a mistake and then she went off on this journey where she met new people and she was someone else and it was fun for a while but ultimately she realized what she was doing was bad and she came back to her family and is ready to be that little, sweet girl again. The problem with the Powder-Jinx dichotomy is that Jinx, as much as she represents all this bad stuff that the show has made clear, also represents Freedom and Power, two things that Powder definitively lacked. Her coming full circle, coming back to Powder, is not actually a good resolution for her. She's right back where she started, with Vi and Ekko. Her venturing off on her own and making her own decisions was ultimately a mistake that only lead to her suffering. We can take this all the way back to when she decides to venture off on her own with that bomb, despite Vi's disagreement, and the consequences plague her for the rest of the story.

I know everyone thought it looked super cool when she lifted off that hood, but I could only think it was tragic.

[jeonjungkookenthusiast1997]

Surrender to the Night

Synopsis: Y/N is looking for a safe haven from the packs of wolves hiding in the dark. In the middle of the forest she finds Hwang Hyunjin, who patches her up before stealing her away into his bedroom away from prying eyes.

Do not repost or translate my work! This work of fiction is intended for 18+ audiences only.

Content Warnings: vampire au, mentions of blood and mild violence, supernatural abilities, oral sex (m & f receiving), shameless smut, porn with feelings, creampie, unprotected sex

Word Count: 6,425 (she's long I do apologise)

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{ How I imaged Hyunjin looking in this fic }

It's a dark and dreary Friday night as Y/N walks aimlessly through a dense forest. She'd been at a art exhibition in a neighbouring town when she realised how late it was getting, unfortunately it was so late that public transport was a definite no good meaning she would have to make her own way home 'just great' she thinks as she hugs the thin material of her baby pink blouse closer to her chest. 

It has to have been about an hour since she had left the warmth and safety of the convention hall, her phone battery long dead and her hope of finding somewhere to stay for the night was quickly dwindling. Y/N comes to a clearing with a tree stump hidden away to the side, needing to rest her feet at least for a moment she sits as she racks her brain on what she should do next, she thinks to herself it's almost eerily quiet when a howl not too far away makes her jump up from where she had been sat. 

Y/N may not know much about surviving in nature but it doesn't take a rocket scientist to realise she needs to leave…now. She walks off from the clearing back into the thick of the woods, weaving her way through the trees as quietly as she can. The shaken girl has her eyes staring straight ahead as she walks, more howls sound off in the distance which is slightly reassuring but they're definitely getting closer to her as her pace starts to pick up in a bid to get to some form of safety quicker. Y/N passes through another patch of tall trees and thick bushes when she looks ahead to see, what she's sure is, a very big house with one light still on. A cry of relief leaves her throat as she starts to run to the house, she almost gets out of the greenery entirely when something large and heavy jumps onto her back knocking her to the floor. 

The wolf that's on top of her body is bigger than any other wolf she's ever seen before, its eyes are dark and unforgiving as its claws slash at her arms causing thick globs of red blood to ooze through her blouse staining it red. She's crying now as she tries to push the beast off of her body, luckily she manages to find a decently thick fallen tree branch she hits the wolf with knocking it down momentarily giving her enough time to hobble over to the house. 

Holding her injured arm tightly she places her small hand on a large brass lion which appears to be a door knocker, she gives the heavy item a few quick taps but no one appears at the door. Terrified that the grey beast wasn't done with her she gives the door handle a little shake, once she knows the door is unlocked she makes her way in slowly. Y/N closes the front door behind her as softly as she can, to what can only be described as a mansion, jumping when she turns to see a young beautiful man standing in the doorway with a scowl on his face "who are you?" He asks with a look of distrust "right of course I'm Y/N. S-Sorry to bother you... I got into an accident and your home was the was the only safe space I could find" his piercing brown eyes look the small girl up and down before he slowly nods his head "I see, my name is Hyunjin" he gestures to himself as he replies before his eyes land on her arm "what happened?" Y/N moves her hand away from her arm to show the two large gashes that line her skin "I got lost in the woods and before I realised it was almost pitch black outside, a very large wolf found me... I barely got away with my life as you can see" she shrinks away at his intense gaze, her eyes dropping to inspect the intricately patterned tiles lining the floor. 

Hyunjin sighs heavily "I'm sorry that happened to you, the wolves shouldn't be lingering around here they know better than that..." His tone is cold as he looks back at her arm "you'll need to get that cleaned up, follow me" he gestures for her to walk with him as he ventures further into his home. The beautiful man's comment about the wolves gives Y/N pause 'they know better than that' what does that mean, she turns to look at the ornate door leading back outside thinking maybe she should just brave the elements and find a town to stay in like she originally hoped when a howl sounding off scares her into blindly following the taller man "come along" Hyunjin motions for her to follow him once more as they enter into a large room, he proceeds to lead her to a kitchen filled with various powders, potions, and bandages. He nods his head in the direction of a stool set in the corner "sit" she looks at the stool and blinks her eyes shocked at his cold demeanour "r-right of course... sorry" she scrambles to quickly sit on the seat waiting as patiently as she can. Hyunjin walks over to one of the cabinets and pulls out some supplies, taking them back to the table where he carefully sets them down, he motions for her to take a hold of his hand as he cuts away the shredded material of her shirt with a pair of scissors. His movements suddenly halt when he accidentally nicks her arm causing fresh blood to trickle from the wound, she winches in pain but he doesn't acknowledge her as his eyes stay trained to her bloodied arm. Y/N tries to pull her hand from his grasp but he doesn't let go of the appendage, his eyes never moving away from her body "excuse me, Hyunjin?" She asks timidly, her body growing cold as she swears his eyes glint a dark hue of red, her voice seems to snap him out of his thoughts as he clears his throat "sorry" he mumbles giving no explanation for his behaviour.

His slender fingers set the scissors down on the table "this may sting a bit" he warns her as he starts to clean the wounds with some antiseptic wipes. He makes sure not to touch her too much, knowing that even the smallest bit of contact could cause problems for both of them. As he bandages her up she notices his hands start to shake. His delicate face holds a scowl so deep she's never seen something quite like it before as his shaking becomes worse "if the sight of blood makes you queasy I can do this myself, you've done the hard part" she tries to joke as she offers to take over, a soft chuckle at her cluelessness leaves his lips at her offer, sounding almost musical she thinks, a small smile forms on his face as he shakes his head "that's not it, I'm almost done anyway so stop squirming" his eyes narrow at her. Her moments freeze as his hands tug her body closer to him to make his work easier "you sure? 'cause I could have sworn that before your eyes..." She trails off as his head snaps up, eyes cold and dark as they zero in on her own. He suddenly drops her arm from his hold "you saw nothing" he grumbles his eyes not dropping from her own "all done" he finally looks away from her as he washes her dried blood from his hands with a strained look on his face. 

Y/N gulps as her eyes stay trained on his back "right yeah of course, I'm probably just hallucinating or something from the adrenaline of the attack" she huffs out a laugh as she examines his work on her arm "I mean what average person has glowing red eyes right?" she jokes brushing off the weirdness of the situation, his body stiffens before turning to face her once again, a dangerous grin on his lips  ``actually I was wrong...we're not done here" he walks back over to her, moving until his body is inches from her own "what is it exactly you think you saw?" her heart starts to beat erratically almost like a rabbit sensing a predator is nearby "I mean it's nothing really... I just thought I sa- but it couldn't have been" she shakes her head, he simply stares at her face not moving back with an expectant look on his face "I thought I saw... your eyes turn red when you nicked me" she whispers feeling her breath come out in shallow bursts. His eyes widen for a moment as his mouth parts slightly in surprise, he takes a step back before bringing his hands up to his face, gripping the bridge of his nose "goddammit Chan is going to kill me" he curses out loud "you saw" he murmurs to himself, shaking his head in disbelief "I knew I should have just turned you away dammit, you actually saw…" he slowly turns to stare at her incredulously "and yet you didn't try to run away" he tilts his head "how curious" he smiles darkly. 

Y/N backs away as he starts to walk closer until her shoulders hit against a long cabinet "well yeah of course. I mean I figured it was just a trick of the light or something, right?" She tries to play the whole situation off as light-heartedly as she can but deep in her heart she can feel that she's treading into dangerous waters. Hyunjin chuckles softly as he leans forward placing both hands on either side of the floor to ceiling glass cabinet boxing her head in between his hands ``it wasn't a trick of the light" he says calmly, inching his face towards her slowly "but if you insist on playing innocent then fine by me" he smirks mischievously. The shaking woman musters all the courage she can looking up into his eyes "if it wasn't the light then what are you?" she asks slowly and carefully. His lips curl up into a small smile, a predatory glint in his eyes "I’m a vampire, of course" he murmurs watching her body as her eyes widen in shock "don't worry I'm not going to hurt you, if i’d have wanted to hurt you I could have done it when you opened the door to my home and entered without permission" He pauses for a moment and tilts his head to the side "it's been a long time since we've had a human here I want to savour the moment" his long and slender fingers trail soft touches against her cheek and across to her jaw as his dark eyes watch her rapidly rising chest closely "a vampire?" she questions keeping her voice as calm as she can "how can I be sure you aren't just fucking with me?" she asks with a determined shine in her eyes. The gentle fingers stop mid-touch, turning his hand so that his thumb grazes against the corner of her lips, his eyes studying her every move "you're asking me to prove to you what I am? Isn't that a little dangerous" he asks with a laugh "you should trust your instincts, they never lie. Your poor little heart has been thumping so loudly I can almost feel it in my bones" he says calmly a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth as he continues to run his hand down her cheek, trailing down her neck until he reaches her collarbone.

Y/N’s eyes drop down to watch his fingers move across her body, the air between the two changing as their bodies move closer to each other "apparently I'm in the mood for a little danger tonight" she looks up at his face as she leans close and whispers "you still haven't proved your actually a vampire" his fingers continue to trace along her collar bone slowly moving lower towards her cleavage, "Are you saying you don't believe my word? That I would lie about something like this?" he asked softly as he looked into her eyes. The look on his face was playful but there was an underlying seriousness behind it "if you're so set on this then I will prove myself to you" his soft touches are making the nerves in the body tingle as his fingers move down her chest, she's about to press him again about proof of who he is when his head suddenly lifts causing him to stand tall. His beautiful face twists into something akin to frustration as his head shifts slightly to the direction of the door before his smile returns, he wraps his arms around her waist holding her tightly "hold on tight" he murmurs into her ear as he moves them from the kitchen downstairs to a bedroom upstairs within seconds slamming the door behind them as he drops her onto a bed "h-how did you do that?" she gasps as she sits on a nearby bed catching her breath. 

Hyunjin chuckles lightly at her bewildered expression, "I've been a vampire for centuries now little one, I know how to handle things my abilities" he said with a wink, she nods as she looks around the beautifully decorated room "fuck you weren't lying then" she laughs as he shakes his head 'no' "yours?" she asks as she gestures to the room, her eyes take in the plush room decorated with vibrant shades of red and gold with a look of awe on her face. He chuckles lightly and nods "yes mine" he says smiling happily, "it holds mementos of everything i've experienced through this tediously long life" he says looking over at the beautiful furniture and decorations in the room. He moves closer to her "I live in this mansion with my brothers, I heard the youngest of us coming through the door which is why I had to bring you up here... so I can have you all to myself" she gulps slightly at the predatory gaze he fixes on her body "I didn't realise vampires could have brothers" he hums in acknowledgement at her statement "we aren't blood related but we've been together for centuries now, we're all we have left" she thinks over his words wondering how many of these 'brothers’ he has and after a moment she speaks again "am I your prisoner now Hyunjin? because I was unlucky enough to stumble onto your property, does that mean I can't leave?" she asks showing no real emotions negative or positive.

He smiles widely as he hears her questions "you are not a prisoner little one, you're free to leave this place whenever you'd like" his voice gets very low as he stares deeply into her eyes, "but why would you want to when I'm here" he smirks as he bends in front of her "you barely know me Hyunjin, why would you want to keep me here?" she asks as she subconsciously reaches her fingers out to touch his cheek, almost recoiling as she feels how cold his skin is. He laughs softly as he pulls away from her hand, "because I find you interesting little one," he whispers huskily before leaning forward again pressing himself closer to her body, "and because I enjoy being near you…" he whispers as his breath licks at her ear, "and lastly because..." he pauses for effect "you smell absolutely divine" he nuzzles his nose into her neck just below her earlobe. Y/N gasps at the feeling of his nose nuzzling along her pulse point, her hands reach up as her fingers weave themselves into his long, dark hair. Hyunjin wraps his hand around her waist, using his hold on her body to push her gently onto his bed making sure to keep his body close to hers as he crawls on top of her. Her breath hitches in her throat at his intense stare into her eyes "didn't you say one of your brothers was home? won't he hear if we…" Hyunjin smiles mischievously as he looks down at her, "don't worry about him... as soon as Innie smells your sent mixed with mine, no doubt he'll leave to snitch on me to Chan'' he says with a small laugh "we're not meant to have friends over you see" he whispers as he leaves feather light kisses along her jaw "too... much... of a... distraction” a blush creeps up her cheeks at his words. 

Y/N nods her head whilst tilting her head back to give him more access to her body "is that what I am to you? a friend?" she giggles teasingly as her friends play with his dark, silky locks. He chuckles softly before placing more soft kisses against her delicate skin "I suppose we'll see, won't we little one" he says with a smile. Hyunjin lifts his body so that he's leaning above her smaller frame with his hands splayed at either side of her head, he waits for a moment as he looks into her eyes. Sensing some hesitation Y/N removes her fingers from his hair choosing to hold onto his jaw gently giving a slight pulling motion, he lets her pull his face to her own as she places a slight kiss against his soft and full lips. He groans slightly as she pulls away from their kiss, but doesn't resist the action. Instead he leans forward pressing his forehead against her own. His voice is low and husky when he speaks again, "you really are quite something aren't you?" Y/N bites her lip as she looks at his face taking in his delicate, almost princely, features. She moves forwards catching his lips in another delicate kiss "are you sure you want this?" Hyunjin asks surprisingly softly as his eyes scrunch shut "once I've had you... I may never be able to let you go" she thinks for a moment watching as his pretty eyes flutter open at her silence, she nods her head but doesn't speak she just pulls his head back down to her own.

Hyunjin allows her to pull him close as she kisses him, this time he decides he has given her enough time to back out and deepens the kiss. He moves one hand to hold her jaw in place as his tongue slides across her bottom lip requesting entry, she smiles into the kiss opening her lips just enough to let his tongue slide against her own, she moves her hand to wrap around his wrist keeping his hold on her jaw firm.  Hyunjin feels himself getting lost in the kiss, all thoughts of trying to convince her to think this through and make sure it's what she wants disappear completely. He kisses her harder as he groans softly "you taste heavenly little one" he grins the irony of his words making him chuckle, she gasps softly as she feels his teeth nip gently at her bottom lip, she gives him one last passionate kiss before pulling away slightly "are you trying to corrupt me Hyunjin?" she enquiries teasingly biting her lip. The vampire hovering above her rubs his nose against her cheek "I wouldn't have to do much to corrupt you little one, you're already so... responsive to my touch" he winks, before leaning in to give her a tender kiss on the lips before reattaching his lips to her neck, sucking gently to leave red and purple marks littered across her collarbone.

Y/N whines as Hyunjin teases her, grazing his sharp canines against her skin "doesn't it scare you that all I'd have to do is press...a little harder and I'd be feeding on you" he asks with a dangerous glint shining in his eyes. She surprises him by shaking her head boldly "I'm not afraid" as if to prove her point she takes a hold of the bottom of her shirt, lifting it up and over her head before throwing it to the floor. His eyebrows raise at her boldness, but his smile remains wide and smug as his hand moves from her throat to her breasts. His touches are soft and teasing as his fingertips run along the underside of her gold laced bra, Hyunjin lowers his head to place kisses across her bust. He sucks the skin into his mouth, leaving his marks decorated across her body and once he's happy she's sufficiently claimed he uses his enchanted strength to snap the bra in two sliding the material down her arms. Y/N notes how careful he is as he slides the broken material over her injured arm "your paying for that I hope you know" she smirks as she watches the tatters flow to the marble floor, her nipples start to rise to attention as the cold air of the room wraps around her uncovered body. He nods with a cheeky grin on his face as he lifts her arm up to examine it closely, running his thumb across the newly exposed flesh, a small pout forming at her condition before turning his attention back to her chest. 

Hyunjin places soft kisses against each of her nipples, using his thumb to rub soothing circles into her bare skin. She waits as patiently as she can with the sexual tension building between them until he finally wraps his lips around one of her nipples, licking his tongue over the hardening bud to soothe the slight ache from the cold air. He lathers her chest in attention before moving to her other nipple once he's happy to repeat his process, Y/N tugs a few strands of his hair to get his attention "why are you such a tease Hyunjin" she whines wanting more. He smiles softly as he hears her words and then looks deep into her eyes and gives her a kiss so passionate that it makes her protests melt on her tongue. His hand moves to cup her breast gently squeezing the flesh softly "I'm not teasing baby" he replies in a husky voice "I just want to enjoy every second I have with you" his reasoning makes her mutter to herself "you make it hard to be frustrated when your answer is so rational" she rolls her eyes playfully "you're wearing too many layers" she pulls the white suspenders down from his broad shoulders, moving to tug at the hem of his white t-shirt wanting it off.

He chuckles softly as he feels her fingers tugging at his shirt "you're right, I'm wearing far too much" he says with a smirk as he helps her pull the offending material off, a gasp leaves her lips as his sinfully sculpted body is revealed to her eyes. Her hand reaches out to run her fingers down the ridges of his muscled body "who knew you were hiding this under your clothes" she smiles in awe of his beauty. Hyunjin laughs softly as he watches her eyes unabashedly rake across his upper body, he leans back so that both his hands are free and moves to unbuckle his belt throwing that to the floor too "like what you see baby?" he asks her smugly, Y/N mutters a soft 'yes' almost in a daze as she lifts herself up off the bed to undo his button tugging the edge of his dress pants down "want it off Hyun" she tells him, pushing against his chest slightly so that he can stand and remove the clothing. Hyunjin smirks as he backs off the bed standing so that he can step out of his pants making sure to take his time letting her drink in his form. Before rejoining Y/N on the bed he also pulls down his boxers, throwing them off to the side to join the clothes lining the floor. 

Y/N gulps as she watches him crawl back onto the bed towards her, his impressive length standing to attention between his thick well toned thighs "I didn't realise you were so...big" she bites her lip as she watches him smiling impishly at her "will it even fit?" she squeaks as he tugs on her legs making her back land on his plush sheets, "oh it’ll fit alright baby," he says with a wicked grin as he rocks his hips forward making a hiss fall from his lips as his member rubs against her pants. His hands move to the waistband of her pants as he grips the edges ``now who's overdressed" he breathes out as he tugs the material down her legs leaving her almost completely bare to his predatory gaze. Almost immediately his head is between her thighs as he pushes his nose into the damp spot forming on her lace panties, his eyes roll back into his head as he inhales her scent making her cover her eyes with her hands in embarrassment. Y/N wiggles her hips as a whine bubbles in her throat "please Hyun'' she pleads with him breathlessly "shhh," he soothes in a deep tone as his tongue prods at her underwear. His teeth nip at the thin material between her legs as more of her wetness coats the panties "I'll give you what you want baby if you're patient" he smirks. 

Y/N grumbles in frustration and waits as patiently as she can, spreading her thighs to give him more room. Hyunjin holds her thighs apart with his hands as the crotch of her panties is completely dripping with slick, once he's satisfied with how riled up she is he rips her panties to shreds leaving her finally completely bare. Y/N's hands fist into the bed sheets as she waits for him to make a move, with a smirk Hyunjin lowers his mouth to her damp slit and licks up the pearls of wetness that coat her folds. His tongue twirls around her clit, making her buck off the bed at the sudden stimulation. He growls in satisfaction as he watches her quiver under his attention. A keening whine leaves her lips as her head falls back onto the pillow below her "Hyuuuunnn" she rocks her hips up to meet his tongue as he licks long strips up from her weeping hole to her throbbing clit "like that baby?" He asks, his face smug, he smiles wickedly before plunging his tongue deep into her folds. He licks and sucks, flicking his tongue against her clit in a teasing manner before pulling back slightly to drag his teeth along her inner thighs, leaving small nips in his wake. He licks up the slick that has trailed down her thighs, wrapping his arms around them as he moves his tongue back to her lips. 

Y/N nods her head vigorously at his words "yes, yes" her back arches slightly off the bed as she tries to angle herself better for him "your tongue... so good Hyun" she babbles as her hands shoot down to his head, her fingers wrapping around his soft locks pulling his head closer to her body "don't hold back baby, let me hear you moan for me" he grins, his eyes glinting with mischief as he flicks his tongue against her clit in slow steady movements letting her feel every roll of his tongue. He smiles as he feels her hips bucking up involuntarily, he lifts up her legs throwing them over his shoulders as he moves one of his hands to push a longer at her entrance, his tongue rubs firm circles against her clit as he pushes his finger inside her hole. Her whines and moans increase in pitch as his finger starts to thrust at a steady rate, once he's sure she's comfortable she adds another finger pumping them into her fast curling them to hit that spot which makes her eyes roll back into her head. Her thighs start to shake around his head as she grips his hair tightly rocking her hips forward as his tongue licks up all the slick he can moaning at her taste. Hyunjin’s thumb replaces his tongue as he licks her juices off his lips seductively "that's it little one, give yourself to me" he groans as he watches the way her pussy tightens around his fingers, sucking them in deeper "can't wait to see your pretty little pussy wrap around my cock" he takes one last moment to enjoy the way her face consorts in pure pleasure before he's sucking her clit back into his mouth.

YN’s breaths come out ragged as she pants harshly "hyune, hyunnie I- I need" her fingers pull at his hair making his scalp burn slightly but it only pushes him further "you wanna cum baby?" He asks her sweetly as he watches her nod with tears streaming down her cheeks "need it...need it please" she barely knows what she's saying as her high creeps closer and closer teasing its way up her body as she chants and pleads. Hyunjin’s dick throbs at how sweet and desperate she sounds begging him to make cum, the thought alone makes precum dribble from his slit. Hyunjin adds another finger fucking her quickly as they hit her g-spot with every thrust "I've got you baby, cum for me~" her thighs cage his head against her core as they shake and tense.  Y/N cries out as Hyunjin's tongue circles her clit just right making her mouth drop open as her head and back arch, she's soundless as she cums her throat raw and tired. With a satisfied smile Hyunjin continues lavishing her clit with attention as she cums only slowing down as her body becomes less rigid and settles onto his sheets as her climax finally subsides, Y/N lays there panting trying desperately to catch her breath, her chest rising and falling heavily as she tries to regain control of herself. Her legs still locked around his head she whimpers as he finally pulls away licking his fingers clean as he does "good?" he asks with a wink and a smile

"good?" she repeats with wide eyes and her breaths coming out ragged "your tongue is... you're a fucking god" she giggles as she smoothes down the strands of hair she had been gripping. Hyunjin smiles proudly before kissing her thigh, he then begins nibbling on her inner thigh slowly working his way towards her core again. Hyunjin gives her abused pussy one last kiss before pulling back "glad you enjoyed it baby" he smirks as he admires his work, his pretty little human spread out over his bed with her chest heaving and covered in his marks. 

Once Y/N regains her composure she lifts herself up to rest on her elbows with a sneaky smile on her face "your turn Hyunnie" she pushes him down so that his back is on the bed and she's crawling on top of him, she smirks at his surprised face before lowering her face to place kisses over his shaft. She licks up the length of his dick circling her tongue over his slit lapping up the precum that had dribbled out. Hyunjin gasps as she takes him into her mouth, her warmth and wetness driving him crazy. His hands clenched into fists as he tries to control himself, every lick of her tongue on his cock sending waves of pleasure through him. Hyunjin hasn't been with anyone in a while making his sensitivity shoot through the roof, he whines prettily as his hands grip her hair "Y/N baby...n-need you to stop" she hums but doesn't move off of him instead she takes the head of his cock into her mouth sucking and licking as she moans at his taste "hm why Hyun?" she questions with a smirk dancing over her lips. She rubs his cock head over her tongue a few times before taking him back into her mouth slowly sinking deeper, she uses her other hand to hold the base of his cock pumping what she doesn't have down her throat. 

Hyunjin gasps as she takes him in deeper, the feeling of her hot mouth on his cock making him clench his fists into the sheets and his head falls back onto the pillows. His hips start to buck up into her throat without him realising what he's doing, whines and moans tumble out of his throat as he pleads with her "p-please baby, wanna cum in your pussy" his hand grips her head in an attempt to slow her down "if you don't stop now I'm gonna... gonna cum" his brows furrow as sweat clings to his bangs. Taking pity on him Y/N gives his shaft one last suck before pulling off with a 'pop' and a smirk, she watches as his breaths even out and he glares at her, with no real malice in the action, as he picks uses his increased speed to pick her up and throw her onto the bed with her giggling at his behaviour. Hyunjin gives Y/N a quick peck on the lips before he asks her "you ready?" She nods her head mumbling a soft 'yeah' before looping her arms around his neck to pull him to her body. Hyunjin gives his cock a few quick pumps before spreading her thighs and lining himself up with her pussy, he gives her one look before pushing in slowly letting Y/N feel every inch he has to give her as he fills her up completely pushing in to the hilt they both let out a long moan at the way he stretches her walls "fuck Hyun" she whines as he gives them both a moment to adjust. 

Once he's certain he won't hurt her he starts to shallowly thrust building up a steady pace as she digs her nails into his back. Hyunjin bites his bottom lip as he starts to speed up his thrusts, burying himself deeper with each passing minute. He can feel his climax approaching as he feels Y/N's pussy tightening around his dick; her walls clenching around him like a vice with every thrust, making him feel like he's being consumed by her. Y/N throws her head back exposing her neck as she is rocked back and forth, sweat slicked to their bodies "you feel so good Hyun" she whines as he drills his cock into her pliant body, his headboard knocking against the wall with each rough thrust. Hearing that only makes him go faster, pounding away at her even harder than before, feeling her tight cunt gripping his cock with every movement he makes. He can hear her moaning below him as he leans down giving her a deep kiss. His tongue pushes past hers to taste her sweet saliva as he continues to fuck her, her scent envelops his body making him feel almost feral. 

Having his senses invaded by her body makes his mind conjure sinful thoughts that he dare not act on, his sharp eyes trained on the veins throbbing in her throat as he pounds into her almost like she can read the thoughts racing through his mind. Y/N slips her hand between their bodies rubbing quick circles against her clit "F-fuck Hyunnie, bite me" she moans out as his cock hits her g-spot roughly. His hips stutter at her request "w-what? Baby no I might hu-" she grips the back of his head giving him a passionate kiss "you won't" she assures "wanna feel you bite me as I cum" she whines as her fingers rub faster. The sound of her pleading voice sends shockwaves through his body, his dick twitching at the request. With a deep growl, he lowers himself down, his fangs extended as he bites down on her shoulder causing her to cry out in pleasure. Her sweet blood fills his mouth, making him moan with need as his fangs pierce her skin and his cock throbs against her walls pleasure shoots down her limbs "I-I'm gonna cum Hyunnie" with a final thrust and rub of her clit she falls apart in his arms, cumming hard with his name falling from her lips. Feeling her pussy tighten around his cock makes him slam his hips forward, burying his cock inside her pussy as he paints her walls with his cum. Hyunjin's fangs stay attached to her neck as he finishes feeding while they come down from their highs, panting harshly Hyunjin licks over the two small puncture holes left in her skin. 

Hyunjin places a soft kiss on Y/N's nose before pulling out of her walls "you might be a little tender for a few days sorry little one" he bites his lip looking worried for her, he licks over the wound one last time before settling down with her in bed "my saliva should help them heal faster at least" she shakes her head at his worrying "I'll be fine Hyunjin I promise" he nods gently, kissing her forehead softly before turning off the light and snuggling close beside her. His arm wraps tightly around her waist protectively "that's my good girl" he says, running his finger through her hair in thought. Y/N's eyes close for a brief moment as she enjoys his body against her own, Hyunjin nuzzles his nose against her own as he smiles "I want you to stay here tonight regardless of what happens between us, it's too dangerous to be out in the woods, especially at night" Y/N nods her head smiling at his concern for her safety. Hyunjin kisses her forehead ready to get some rest when an door slamming shatters the tranquility "Hwang fucking Hyunjin! Get your ass down here right now!" Y/N's eyes widen as Hyunjin shakes his head with a frown on his face "aaand Chan knows your here" he huffs out a laugh as he gathers his clothes starting to redress "I'll fix this mess baby don't worry" a yawn tumbles from her lips as she snuggles into his soft sheets "okie Hyun" the dark haired vampire smiles at her sleepy form before quietly leaving the room. Y/N's eyes are about to drift shut when she suddenly hears her vampire lover whine loudly "I know we aren't meant to! But hyung she's so pretty!" Shaking her head she giggles at his words, a smile etched across her face as she drifts off into a peaceful sleep. 

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[the-starry-seas]

what's one of your fics i could binge tonight?

hmmm, what are you in the mood for?

running with the wolves to get to you, 10k, rated G

Jango and Obi-Wan have been keeping an important secret as their relationship develops, which is that they’re both werewolves. Besides that minor detail, things are going great – at least until their car breaks down on a road trip and the only place they have to stay is an abandoned hotel. The day before Halloween. Which is on a full moon. No way this could go wrong, right?

who you are makes me who i am, 10k, rated G

Boba isn’t the kind of person who forms connections with people. ‘Friends’ are a foreign concept, and the idea of love is even more confusing. Then he saves a woman’s life, and she saves his, and he starts to wonder if it’s all as strange to him as he thinks.

the arms of the ocean delivered me, 11k, rated G

Two years ago, Echo was badly injured by humans, and taken to the Skako Minor aquarium. It's only after he's lost all hope that he finally has a chance to get home, thanks to meeting the Batch - the only other merpeople he's seen since losing his family. When the Batch drops everything to protect him and get him home, is it really any surprise that he wants them to stay?

ghosts have voices, 16k, rated T

Still reeling from Order 66, Obi-Wan finds an even bigger problem on Mustafar: a powerful Dark Side entity that feeds on the life force of Jedi. He’s lucky to escape with baby Luke and Leia, but his regret at their parents’ deaths isn’t the only thing that follows him from the lava moon. The entity is on the hunt. Stranded on a poisonous planet, the odds of surviving aren’t in Obi-Wan’s favour. At least he has an ally in Cody – but even if they manage to escape, Obi-Wan doesn’t know how to ask the man he secretly loves to stay.

if i don't make it back from where i've gone, just know i loved you all along, 23k, rated T

A movie AU where Leonardo travels back in time with Casey. Because even though Leonardo doesn’t want to live any more, Casey doesn’t want to give up on him, and maybe, just maybe, Casey has enough hope for both of them. Or, from my rambling while planning this fic: “future Leo is just so much fun because he's spent the past 22 years demonising his past self for starting the apocalypse but then when he travels back in time to the day it happened so he can stop it, he realises his past self was just a dumb naive kid who had no idea of the potential consequences, so future Leo decides to be gentle with him and it's the only self-love he's ever had because he's always hated himself a little”. As well as “Leonardo trying to break the cycle by being kind to his past self (while still hating his current self) makes me want to put him in therapy and I think makes Dr Delicate Touch want to use him as a piñata”.

this family can bear any weather, 30k, rated G

When Donnie gets his hands on the Arc Capacitor after the events of Out of the Shadows, he decides to repurpose the tech for his own use. Unfortunately the first test run doesn't go well, and he's accidentally transported to a different dimension. His first thought is to find the new reality's version of Donnie, so they can work together to find him a way back home, but while trying to find their lair, he finds a much different version of his brothers instead. At eight, nine, and ten years old, the young turtles are hopelessly lost in the sewers beneath the city, and their only chance at getting home is Donnie. Between finding a way to get four lost turtle kids back to their dad, and finding a way to get himself back to his own reality, he's got a lot to do. AKA the Rise/Bayverse crossover that exactly nobody asked for but I'm writing all the same. Updating Fridays.

Clever Girl, 50k, rated T

A year after defeating Commander Krang, the turtles discover that the Foot Clan intends to bring Shredder back to life. Hoping to stop this plan before it begins, they travel to a secret base, looking for the intended project head, Baxter Stockman. They find the base, they don't find Stockman, and more important than either of those things, they find dinosaurs. Four turtles, four Utahraptors - what could go wrong?

or if you really want a long read, one of my favourites:

two's company, three's a crowd, four's a love story, 91k, rated T

post-BOBF canon Din Djarin/Omera/Cobb Vanth/Paz Vizsla

There’s some BOBF spoilers/references in here, and it's set post-show, but tbh you probably won’t be able to tell canon from headcanon unless you’ve seen the show and know the difference already. Boba, Fennec, the Armorer, and Luke Skywalker make brief appearances in a few scenes. Anyway this is just me in denial of Paz’s BOBF characterization and the fact that Cobb and Omera have only existed for like 15 minutes total in live action. Welcome to my immense amount of headcanons! The majority of this fic is from Din's POV, but there's also a few chapters each from Paz's, Omera's, and Cobb's POV.

[tokidokitokyo]

Do you know why some pronunciations are slightly altered? Take this fot example:

hakobu = to carry ⇨ hakobiya(-san) = transporter

Taken from this post https://soultronica.tumblr.com/post/639348082185748480/laws-ya-suffix

Ive noticed this modification happen to onyumi reading of kanjis where for exapme た turns into だ. Do you know of any article on this subject? Sorry if my ask doesn't make sense i didn't have any examples off top of my head.

Hi, thanks for your ask! ^.^

I think you might be asking two different questions, or at least about two different things.

If I understand your first question right, you'd like to know why bu becomes bi in hakobu vs hakobiyasan?

If that's the right question, then the reason is that hakobu is the dictionary form, so it's the "plain present form", and means "to transport". When you conjugate the verb to the "polite form", it becomes hakobimasu, which is the -masu form. The stem is then hakobi-, which can be used in other conjugations. Here, the hakobi is added to -ya which (as the post you linked says) means "house, shop, dealer" and then the -san suffix is used to make it polite.

So it's not necessarily a change in pronunciation, but a change in the verb due to conjugation and the rules of Japanese grammar.

More information on the dictionary form here.

More information on the -masu form (polite form) here.

For the second part of your message you mention the difference of when た turns into だ in the on'yomi of kanji. Either you mean conjugation again, or you mean rendaku.

In terms of verb conjugation, some verbs when conjugated into the past, plain form, end in た, while others end in だ. This usually depends on the ending of the dictionary form of the verb. For example, taberu becomes tabeta. But yomu becomes yonda. This is the way that you conjugate verbs ending in -ru and -u versus the way you conjugate verbs ending in -mu, -bu, -nu.

More about verb conjugation here.

If you are asking about rendaku, which is called "sequential voicing" but I only learnt that today. Rendaku happens when two or more words join together to form one word, and the initial consonant of the second word becomes voiced. That means you get the transition from た to だ or you get words like hitobito (not hito-hito) and tegami (not te-kami). This most often happens in Japanese when you have two words that join together and the consonant of the second word can have a little dakuten or handakuten mark (e.g. だ has one). But not always!

Here is an in-depth guide about rendaku.

I hope this helps! Please feel free to let me know if I misunderstood any of your questions.

[justice4ladygotham]

RAUGH! My latest shipment of Kooba STILL hasn't come in yet! 😠 It's late by a whole freaking WEEK! I just can't believe this! Don't they realize that I need my fix!? I'm dying oit here without my Kooba! 🤬 Whatever. I'll make some calls later. I think that I have a few extra bottles in storage, but still. They will DEFINITELY be hearing from me! But in the meantime to distract myself, how about I talk about my girl and tell you about some of Lady Gotham's abilities and powers!?

So... Lady Gotham, being the spirit of the city of Gotham, becomes more powerful and influential in tandem to how powerful and influential the City of Gotham becomes! Since Gotham is the biggest city in the world (according to some writers) as well as the crime capital of the country, with more theatres, museums, and art galleries than any other major city, she may not be the oldest city in the world, with access to eldrich entities and powers that even the immortal try to forget, and roots that few can even begin to comprehend, she is pretty powerful for her relatively young age! She is the nightmare child among her siblings. (Teeheehee~) And of course, she also gets a power boost and is able to more directly interfere in the lives of her citizens the more that people believe in her spirit and the legends of her walking among Gotham's streets acting out her will on her people! Most city spirits can't interfere in the lives of their citizens very directly unless they have a human form or an avatar of some kind that can interact with her people, which is what Lady Gotham is usually portrayed as. The stronger her human form, the more she can do to impact her city directly!

However while she might have a humanoid avatar, Lady Gotham she spends most of her time in a nebeulous form, spread throughout the whole city, acting as the source of the city's emotional energy, vibes, and its lifeblood. Her streets are her veins and arteries, her people are her cells, her buildings are her body, and her businesses and institutions are her organs.

As the personification of a city, while taking on a human form, she has a lot of pretty basic superhuman abilities by default. She has superhuman strength, speed, can make her skin as hard as concrete at-will, and is practically immortal and unkillable. All of her abilities are enhanced while she operates within Gotham's borders.

But also she can make herself appear anywhere in Gotham at-will! But she has to rely on publically available transportation or moving on foot in order to get to or move within any other city. She can be summoned to other locations by magic-users or people with the correct abilities, and can will herself to go back home to Gotham from any location on Earth (or beyond), but if she is not summoned, she has to resort to more manual ways of going anywhere or operating in other cities.

Lady Gotham has superhuman senses and is always at least partially aware of everything going on within her borders at all times. She can know where anyone and everyone is within the city at all times, can know their history with the city, and is able to listen in on any given conversation going on within the city. Basically nothing goes unobserved or unheard in her city if she doesn't want it to. However thankfully she has sworn to keep the secrets of her people, so she is unlikely to gosdip about secret identities or supervillain schemes! She may physically appear to be blind, but she knows everything happening in Gotham and where every little thing in the city is and can feel it in her bones as a part of her own body, so she doesn't really need to see anyway! But this sense mostly only works within her own borders. But hey! If she likes you, she knows where all all of the unclaimed treasure is hidden in Gotham and can lead a person to it if she wants to! However while she has these impressive superhuman senses, she cannot read minds. Also she can choose (or in some rare cases be forced) to not remember things. If everyone in the city forgets about something, she might forget about it as well. Even if her human form has left the city, she is still aware of everything going on in it.

She is practically unkillable and immortal because her life fotce is tied to the existence of Gotham City. As long as Gotham is still around in some way, she'll still exist, either among people, or in her buildings. If her human form is destroyed or "killed," she can reform it again within her borders. (But she has been known to not do so immediately for unknown reasons.) She can also have multiple human forms active at once and can change the appearences of these forms at will, however she seems to prefer taking on a female form, or one that resembles one of the many, many statues within her borders. She can be harmed in a way more meaningful than her physical avarar getting destroyed, however it's not easy. The easiest way to actually harm her is for large portions of her population or infrastructure to be injured or destroyed. It's even more difficult to try to kill her! The only known ways to kill an entity like her is to outright destroy the city in its entirely (but she may be able to live on in her displaced people), for the entirety of her city to be abandoned and forgotten (but she might continue to live on in the buildings and how people use or reuse her buildings and the resources that can be taken from them). These methods aren't guaranteed methods to kill her. The other closest way to "kill" her is to change the city so much that it's entirely unrecognizable from what it was before and her historical and cultural roots. Her personality can change with the city and the attitudes of people living there, and this is why, in spite of everyone's best efforts, she absolutely REFUSES to be gentrified!

She is also able to control and move the physical infrastructure of her city to some limited extent. It's easier for her to destroy her own infrastructure than for her to repair it. So she can rip apart the streets, tear a building down, or collapse a bridge relatively easily, but has a more difficult time repairing that street to be drivable again, holding a building together as it's falling apart, or to keeping the same bridge from collapsing. She can also make the statues of and to her throughout the city move at-will and fight for her if she desires.

She also seems to also be able to manipulate how people perceive and traverse the city as well. If she wants someone to successfully hide from people pursuing them, she can make them aware of an alleyway that they've never noticed before that their pursuers won't. If she wants someone to get caught, she can make the terrain of the runner's route difficult to navigate, trip them, and disorient them to head down a dead end, or give the pursuers a shortcut. If she wants someone to leave, she can make everything in the city seem to go wrong for them. But if she wants someone to stay in Gotham, she can give that person an easier time operating in the city, make certain they encounter the best of what the city has to offer, and protect them from crime and harm to a limited extent. Because of this, positive boons and blessings from Lady Gotham are highly sought after! In general, while within the city, you want to gain Lady Gotham's favor as much as possible because she might (emphasis on might) make things easier for you! Meanwhile if you provoke her wrath... Well... I would hope that you have an unlimited source of willpower or so much money that you can make every problem around you just didappear.

She even seems to be able to possess people to a certain extent! Her presence around others can make some people feel hightened levels of enthuasim for the city of Gotham and anything and everything in and about it. And people who have a certain level of commitment, dedication, and love for the city, she can use those people to speak for her. The more that someone has experienced Gotham City pride and spurit, and the more familiar that someone gets with her, the easier it is for her to possess them and use them as her mouthpiece or as a proxy. Anyone who has felt this level of closeness to the city of Gotham or to the idea of Lady Gotham to this extent, if they ever were to meet a physical or human avatar of her, they would be struck by a sense of familiarity with her, and may even be able to recognize her for who she really is. And of course, she would already intimately know that person.

Well, those are all of her powers that I can think of off the top of my head for now! And of course if I missed something, feel free to correct me! I'm probably missing somethong! 😖 But for now, bye girlies! 🩶🖤🤍

[black-arcana]

LACUNA COIL Enlists LAMB OF GOD's RANDY BLYTHE For New Single 'Hosting The Shadow'

Italian goth metallers LACUNA COIL have released a new single, "Hosting The Shadow". After their successful collaboration with Ash Costello of NEW YEARS DAY on previous single "In The Mean Time", the new track includes a guest appearance by Randy Blythe from LAMB OF GOD.

LACUNA COIL comments: "'Hosting The Shadow' is a trip through light and dark, where silence reveals its hidden secrets. Obscure moments can become occasions to evolve, to learn to master one's own shadow — which is crucial in order to prevail.

"Randy Blythe did an incredible job on this track. We absolutely adore his voice and his evil laugh! Our admiration for him is infinite and to have him as a guest on this song is a dream come true. Partnering with a friend you respect immensely, that also kicks ass on stages around the world: it doesn't get any better than this. We're looking forward to the day we can perform 'Hosting The Shadow' live together!"

Blythe adds: "I was super excited when LACUNA COIL asked me to sing on a song with them. Not only am I a big fan of their music, they are truly beautiful souls who have been like family to me for 20 years now. We've played shows together all over the world, and I've always wanted to jump onstage and sing with them. I can't wait until it actually happens with 'Hosting The Shadow'!"

This past June, LACUNA COIL announced the departure of guitarist Diego Cavallotti.

Cavallotti, who joined LACUNA COIL in 2016, initially as a fill-in guitarist following the exit of Marco "Maus" Biazzi, later said in a social media post that "this decision is not the result of my dissatisfaction or desire to explore new opportunities."

When LACUNA COIL announced Cavallotti's departure on June 17, the band wrote in a statement: "As we step into a new cycle, writing and recording our next album, we are parting ways with Diego 'DD' Cavallotti. We thank him for the many unforgettable moments shared over the years and wish him the best of luck in his future endeavours.

"All future live plans remain unchanged and the new songs are taking form, we can't wait to share them with our fans."

LACUNA COIL recently completed the "Ignite The Fire" U.S. tour with support from NEW YEARS DAY and OCEANS OF SLUMBER.

In April, LACUNA COIL released "In The Mean Time", featuring Costello. The song's title is a reference to the mean times the world is living in, as well as a reference to the state the band itself is in, between cycles.

In July 2023, LACUNA COIL released the official lyric video for a new track called "Never Dawn". For the song, the band partnered with CMON, the renowned board game publisher behind the popular game "Zombicide".

In a recent interview with Brazil's Sonoridades Inc., LACUNA COIL singer Cristina Scabbia spoke about the progress of the writing and recording sessions for the band's follow-up to 2019's "Black Anima" album. She said: "I can't really tell you a lot. I can tell you that we are progressing very fast. We are almost, like, 100… We completed, let's say, the demoing. We still have to record the rest of the songs, but we will soon — probably after the tour, after the [May 2024] North American tour. And if everything goes as projected, before the end of the year [it] will be released. And that's already a big news, because we always say, 'We don't know. Maybe.' … I absolutely love the songs. I'm part of the process. But I'm very pleased."

Asked if "Never Dawn" will be on the upcoming album, Cristina said: "I think it will be. I think it will be, 'cause it will make sense. And it also fits with the other songs — it really fits with the other songs. Many heavy songs."

LACUNA COIL has spent some of the last couple of years promoting "Comalies XX", the "deconstructed" and "transported" version of the band's third album, "Comalies".

"Comalies XX" was made available on October 14, 2022 via Century Media Records.

"Comalies" was originally released on October 29, 2002 through Century Media Records. The LP, which featured the band's breakthrough single "Heaven's A Lie", has reportedly gone on to sell over 300,000 copies in the United States alone.

Photo credit: Cunene

[libra-stellium]

Tracking Venus transits!

Notes from Planets in Transit - Robert Hand

Venus sextile Ascendant (May 8 - May 12)

I was sleep deprived during this time from my loud upstairs neighbors so I didn't go anywhere lol it was still a chill time

Very lighthearted time, you should be able to relax with friends

You feel so good you want to share it with everyone and express your feelings of affections

This transit helps to improve your relationships with everyone especially those closest to you

Good time to go out and meet people

Transit helps ensure you make a favorable impression

Venus sextile Saturn (May 13 - May 18)

This transit will show you in a positive way the duties and obligations that you have to live up to in your relationships, this will not be difficult

On 5/17 my aunt came to my apt asking for a slice of bread (she lives in the building lol) and I was like just make a sandwich and she did and at the same time my bestie texted me she was on her way and I was like ??? you're a day early lol but she didn't want to stay at her house so I told her it was fine to come and that was honestly fine! I think that the space I created for myself is so homey that it also brings other people comfort when they are here and I'm happy to share it!

Transit favors any creative activity demanding close attention to details

I made so much progress on my 3000 piece puzzle! I went to zumba and that was a lot of fun!

Your work will be carried out with great discipline

I packed my suitcase so easily!

Venus trine Neptune (May 15 - May 20)

Very pleasant transit, not very good to get work done, daydreaming

I didn't have any work at work and I was getting ready for vacation lol

Enables you to deal with people with great compassion and tenderness, you understand what they feel and think

That same night my aunt came for the sandwich we had a conversation and she was basically saying how she doesn't like having thoughts and i was like ??? tf?? lmao but basically she doesn't process anything ever bc to her it happened in the past so it doesn't matter anymore lol and then in the same convo she wants to talk about stuff her dad did when she was younger and the effect on her lol like....okay girl

Transit induces unselfish and spiritual love, just wandering about in a fog

I think this was an ideal transit to have while traveling bc this sounds like barely sleeping on the place and still having a fun day out bc it doesn't even feel real!

Venus trine Uranus (May 18 - May 23)

Transit will bring a little excitement to your life, something unexpected and stimulating that will help to make ordinary days more easily borne

New experiences every day in Amsterdam!

People you meet today are likely to be quite different from your usual friends

I was in a different country so everyone was different lol all super nice! Although tell me why at baggage claim when we arrived this lady literally punched my shoulder to move me out of her way LMFAO old ass bitch

You will seek different forms of entertainment today, maybe a concert of experimental music

Bestie and I tried edibles for the first time! It just made me more hilarious tbh but it was interesting to see that i had the same "sober up" power for like 5 min that I have when I'm drunk which is just enough to make sure we were safe and would get to our hotel safely lol

Venus opposite Pluto (May 20 - May 24)

You will seek feelings and emotions that transport you out of the ordinary

I feel like it was fated to try edibles in Amsterdam lol

Existing relationships may suffer difficulties because of obscure conflicts

I wonder if my aunt sharing my pics with my mom on 5/21 would count as an obscure conflict....

Be aware of yourself at all times, don’t let resentment flare up, air tensions but not destructively

I don't remember tensions tbh

Venus trine Sun (May 23 - May 28)

One of the most pleasant transits, good for enjoyable activity

This was the last couple days of my vacation, the trip back and first day back at work lol it was a fun time overall and that first day back at work no one emailed me asking for things so that was great!

Transit is good for recreation, pleasure, and amusing yourself with friends

Bestie and I went on these swings at the top of a building in Amsterdam and that was amazing!

[quigonswife8]

Reunited: Juan x reader

GIF by henryburrell

You reunite with Juan after what feels like forever.

Warnings: swearing, violence, death, blood.

Not sure how this will do since Juan is a very underrated character but I really wanted to write something about him cause I just love him so much.

A/N: You understand + can speak spanish in this [if you can however speak/understand it plz let me know if any of the translations are wrong. I used google translate for this)

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The purge only happens one night a year. One night and people can do whatever they want. Until these people choose to make it a 'forever purge' and you end up getting separated from Juan, your husband

Juan had escaped Mexico over a year ago. He wanted a new life and got that when he entered America. A bonus? He had been able to live his new life with you. He had actually met you on the ranch when you had stood up for him against some racist asshole.

Neither of you knew this 'forever purge' would happen, and as you sneak through the city in desperate search of Juan, who so desperately wants to look for you but is forced to stay where he is, you are forced to watch as the horror continues to unfold.

-----

It's not the gunshots that scare you, but the screams. The screams of the unfortunate souls lining the streets, their blood everywhere.

It's been hours. Hours since you were separated from Juan and the other’s. You have no way to contact them as the satellite dishes were brought down, and you have no mode of transportation. It's safer this way but it still doesn't make the worry you have subside.

Keeping your head low you scale the wall: the gun in your right hand gripped tightly. Another scream rings out sending chills down your spine, and as you pass another body, you let out a shaky sigh. fuck.

You re-focus back your thoughts back to your husband, using this as a motivator to keep going.

-

"¿Cómo sabes que no están heridos?( How do you know they're not hurt?)."

Juan paces. He always paces when he's stressed or worried.

"T.T."

"Slow down..."

His friend plants himself in front of Juan, placing his hands on his shoulders to physically stop him. Juan, however, shakes his head.

"They could be..."

"No."

T.T shakes his head, like Juan had just done, then he looks at him stern.

"Ellos estan vivos (they are alive)."

"Tu no sabes eso. (you don't know that)."

No, he doesn't. What he does know though is how capable you are, and how well you can protect yourself. He had seen this first hand before you were separated when you had taken down someone, as well as in the past when he'd seen you deal with more than few racist assholes.

"They can protect themselves Juan.." T.T continues. "Ellos estarán bien(they will be alright)."

T.T removes his hand from Juan's shoulder, and nods, before walking off. Juan sighs and runs his hands over his face.

He better be right.

-

Once the coast is clear you sneak to the alleyway directly across from you and, much like you have been doing, you remain low. The people going past may be able to spot you if you stand so this is the best chance to keeping out of the spotlight.

Dropping your head, you look down at the ground. It's still unreal to you that this is still going on. It was supposed to be over and for a brief time, it was. Until it wasn't and now you're forced to live through it...but for how long, though?

It's obvious this won't be over in the next couple of hours, that's why Mexico and Canada have opened their borders to those wanting to seek safety and shelter. The military are nowhere to be seen, either, making matters worse.

A shot runs out, startling you, but it snaps you out of your thoughts, enough to get you on the move again. Ducking behind a destroyed car you sneak over to another building which happens to be a library. Though it gives you enough shelter to wait for a moment to look around and see if there could be any sign.

It comes in the form of a rose. A painting of a single rose in the middle of the wall in front of you, and as you focus on it more, it triggers a memory.

"He had told us to follow the roses si alguna vez necesitamos ayuda (if we ever needed help)."

Juan sits, his cowboy hat next to him, while his back is against the wall. You’re sitting cross-legged in front of him.

"..wow."

Juan nods. He decided to tell you the story of how he escaped to America. It was through a tunnel with a group, lead by a boy. When they had crossed to America the boy had told Juan him that if he ever needed anything that all he had to do was follow the roses.

-

"Of course."

You mutter, moving away from the wall.

"That's perfect."

With one last look around the area you begin to follow the roses, praying that Juan had remembered and followed the roses too.

----

When you enter the building a pair of men appear, immedietly aiming their guns at you. You hold your hands up in defence.

"What are you doing here?"

The one on the right moves closer.

"Are you one of them?"

Them meaning the ones who is the cause of all of this.

"I'm here because I'm looking for my partner and for a few other people. I'm not one of them."

I could never be

The pair keep their guns aimed at you, eyes narrowing in suspicion.

"¿Cómo sabemos que no estás mintiendo? (how do we know you're not lying?)

"El tiene razón (he's right)."

They seem like they're good people, they're just defensive and you don't blame them. You could be bad which of course you're not but they don't know that. You could be lying just to kill them, so you get why they're acting this way. Still you want them to know that you're not a threat and you're telling the truth.

Taking a deep breath, you sigh.

"Te prometo que no soy una amenaza (I promise you that i'm not a threat)."

You pause for a moment, before continuing.

"I promise you that I am only here for my partner and for the other people, too. Te lo juro (I swear to you)."

Then you wait for what they have to say. They keep their guns trained on you, but they don't shoot which is a good thing. All you can think about is Juan and how you pray he's there and he's alright.

So you begin to come up with something...until a voice cuts through the silence.

"Ellos estan diciendo la verdad(they are telling the truth)."

And it's like your whole world stops. You let out a gasp, your eyes flicking over to him. Juan. He has been through a lot more, you can tell, and that breaks your heart to see- staring at him with wide eyes you feel the tears fall.

"Juan?", you're so relieved to see that he's okay and he's actually there.

"(y/n)..."

Snapping out of your shock you immedietly run over to Juan, the tears now falling down your cheeks.

"Thank god."

Then you throw yourself into his arms, feeling him wrap his arms around you, as he pulls you against his chest. You practically cling onto him too afraid to let him go- you need him right now, you don't want him to let you go.

"I thought I lost you." though his words are muffled.

"I-i'm here Juan." and he's beyond happy that you are. He's not sure what he would have done if he lost you. "...I'm here.

Pressing your face into his shirt more.

-Time skip-

"Estas listo? (are you ready?)."

Juan keeps his hand in yours, while you watch as other people rush out the door. The other's wait by the door for you.

The border to Mexico may be closed but there's someone who will be able to sneak you across. You will be leaving right then and there. That means you need to leave quickly or you may miss your ride.

So you smile up at your partner and nod, squeezing his hand.

"Vamos (let's go).". Juan quickly steals a kiss from you leaving you smiling. Despite everything that's happened he's the only person who can still make you smile. Then you join up with the others. "We're ready." and with one last look at eachother, you leave.

You'll be safe soon enough. It hurts that you may not be able to return to America, maybe ever again, but you're just glad to be able to escape to somewhere where you will be safe. Where you can live with Juan without that constant worry and fear. That's all that really matters.

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1160: Arrival of Team Dark (And Knuckles) Pt. 2 (Sonic X SSBU)

Meanwhile at The Sidewalks of New Donk City......

Shadow: (Sighs While Walking and Scrolling Through the Christmas Parade Pictures with Omega) I swear. The one time I missed out on a parade this year and it's my float that gets featured.

Omega: It is well-crafted parade float in retrospect.

Shadow: (Simply Nodded in Agreement) It is. Amd it doesn't look like it was tampered with thankfully.

Omega: (Turns to Shadow) If another version of your parade float is given another opportunity to be shown in the public, would you allow me to be it's personal bodyguard?

Shadow: I doubt the general would be generous enough to give my float another go anytime soon, but if I'm wrong, then I say go for it. Just try not to go overboard, especially if you know who somehow gets involve.

Omega: Fear not. I will try to restrain myself from eliminating Eggman for Sage's sake. (Squints his Eyes a Bit) Keyword being "Try".

Shadow: (Chuckles Lightly) Look at you having a soft side.

Omega: (Angrily Points at Shadow) Do NOT twist my words and motives, Shadow the Hedgehog! I am only doing this to refrain Sage from ever being emotionally distress.

Shadow: (Smirks a Bit) Cause you care about her?

Omega: (Stares at Shadow For a Few Seconds Before Sighing in Defeat).....To some extent. (Glares at Shadow) Mark my words, if any word on this comes out in any form of transportation, I WILL eliminate you.

Shadow: (Snickers a Bit) We both know Rouge would never let you go through with that in the long run. But I'll pretend this conversation never even happened. (Place his Hand on his Chest) You have my word.

Omega: (Pulls Out his Pinky) Seal of Kept Promises?

Shadow: It's called a Pinky Promise, Omega. And sure. (Wrap Around his Pinky Around Omega's For a Brief Second Before Letting Go) So speaking of Sage, do you have any ideas on what we should get her for Christmas this year? I was thinking about getting some books, but I don't think I have the slightest clue on what she reads to begin with.

Omega: Futuba-Chan has informed me of these VR headsets everyone of all ages playthrough in their daily schedules. Maybe we could give her that instead.

Shadow: (Starts Nodding to the Idea) Yeah, I think that might be something she'll enjoy too. Let's just hope they aren't too expensive to buy.

Omega: From what I've heard, the prices range from $60-$200 depending on which brand you want to purchase.

Shadow: (Grabs his Chin While Thinking) Is that so? Then how about we try and get the one with the lower price? It'll save us more money and we have a plenty of other people to get gifts for in the meantime.

Omega: Does the select few involves Eggman as well?

Shadow: ('Sigh') Unfortunately. Believe me, I'm not a fan of doing this as much as you are right now, but given that Sage sees us as part of her family as well, it's only fair that we give him something for the occasion.

Omega: I say we order a box filled with stone cold coal and have it delivered directly towards his doorstep. It's what the fatman in a messy mustache truly deserves.

Shadow: (Turns to Omega witha Raised Eyebrow) People sell COAL on the internet?

Omega: The world of the cyberspace is truly an unusual specimen to behold.

Shadow: (Rolls his Eyes) Unusual is putting it lightly........

Omega: (Suddenly Stops Walking Before Tapping Shadow on the Shoulder) Shadow. (Points Shadow to What is Above the Two of Them) It appears we have reach our potential stopping stopping point.

Shadow: (Looks Up at the Large Sign that Reads "New Donk Glorious Hotel & Suite" Before Looking Down at the Plave in Front of Him) Hm. We finally found ourselves a hotel around here. (Grabs his Chin While Thinking and Making his Way to the Door) But is this the same one everyone else has been staying at?

Shadow was about to open the entrance door for himself until......

'DOOR OPENS'

Younger Smash Crew: (Suddenly Rushes Out of the Door) SHADOW!~ (....And Hug Tackles the Ultimate Lifeform into the Ground)

'THUD'

Omega: (Looks Down at Shadow) Does that answer your question?

Shadow: (Groans a Bit in Pain) One way or other....(Glares at the Giggling Huggers) Who's idea was it to hug tackle me?

Hat Kid: (Happily Pops Herself Up Close to Shadow) Guilty!~

Shadow: (Chuckles Lightly the Moment He Sees his Little Sister's Face) The Little Gremlin herself. Should've known.

Hat Kid: (Gives Shadow a Big Kiss on the Cheek Before Hugging Him)

Sonic: (Looks Down at Shadow with a Welcoming Smirk on his Face While Putting his Hand Out For Him) Took you long enough to get here, Faker.

Shadow: You thank G.U.N. for that. (Grabs onto Sonic's Hand as It Help Him Get Back Up On his Feet While Carrying Hat Kid with One Arm) It's a miracle we were able to finish those paperworks in time.

Sonic: Again with that? Don't you guys have accountants to do that sort of stuff or something?

Shadow: We used to, but the last accountant we had quit a while ago, so position has been open ever since. (Forms a Bit of a PlayfulSmirk on his Face) 'Less you want to take the job yourself.

Sonic: (Chuckles Lightly) And waste my time and energy cooped up in the office all day? No thanks.

The sound of soft grunts catches Omega's hearing sensors behind him as he turns around to see Futuba Sakura stretching both her arms out in her tippy toes before her eyes starts to widen as she quickly hides one behind her back, awkwardly giggling and waving hello to her robot friend.

Lavenza: (Smiles Sheepishly at Omega) Please do not mind our simple minded Oracle there, Omega-kun.

Morgana: (Already Has a Deadpinned Look on his Face) She thought it would be a swell idea to try and play the "Guess Who" game with a bulky robot.

Futuba: (Comically Glares at the Young Couple Behind Her) Well, excuse me for being a tad bit playful here, you little twerps!

Yusuke: (Grabs his Chin) You do know there are other ways to properly greet him, yes?

Futuba: Oh don't join in on this crap too, Inari! Get off my back already!! (Suddenly Hears a Mechanical Like Sound) Hm? (Turns to See Omega Bending his Knees Down) Whatcha doing there, big guy?

Omega: i am lowering my stance in order to give you the opportunity of covering my visual functions.

Futuba: (Stares at Omega For a Brief Second Before Giggling Softly and Hugging Him) You big goof!~ You don't have to do that for me. I really appreciate the thought though~

Lavenza: Is Ms. Rouge here as well?

Omega: She is currently shopping at a well known mall center, dragging Knuckles along with her.

Sonic: (Eyes Widened in Genuine Surprise) No way. You guys actually got Knucklehead to leave Angel Island for once?

Shadow: No, he actually asked to come along with us. Says he wanted to get out and explore the world more without any worries at the moment.

Sonic: Exactly what he told me a year ago back the desert. (Forms a Genuine Grin on his Face) Good for him.

Shadow: Yeah. Omega and I are planning on doing the same tomorrow after we get everything settled here.

Omega: In the meantime,, we are also planning on ordering a present box filled with solid sets of coal and have delivered to Eggman for Christmas this year.

Morgana: Wait, people are selling literal COAL on the internet nowadays!?

Shadow: (Shrugs) I'm just as surprised about it as you are.

Sonic: (Chuckles Lightly) Shoot, if that's the case, you mind adding my name on the Receivers List too?

Futuba: (Happily Raising her Hand Up) Ooh! Add me there too! That way I won't have to feel bad about not getting him anything!~

Yusuke: I would also like to be included in this exchange.

Hat kid: Me too!~

The Gang: (Raises Their Habds As Well) Us three!~

Lavenza: (Raise her Hand Up as Well) Me forth!~

Morgana: (Turns to His Girlfriend Next to Him) You too, Lavenza?

Lavenza: (Smiles Brightly at her Boyfriend) I don't see why not. It'd be quite funny even.

Morgana: Pretty sure he would try and destroy everything if he sees a box of coal laying around on his doorstep.

Futuba: I wouldn't worry too much about that. Sage could easily make him not go through with it if we convince her beforehand.

Lavenza: Being Daddy's Little Girl does have it's benefits after all, especially in a younger age.

Omega: If that doesn't work, I could always annihilate him.

Shadow: Omega.

Omega: (Quickly Turns to Shadow) ONLY if the first option proves unsuccessful in the end!......Hopefully.

Shadow: What was thar?

Omega: Nothing.

Morgana: ('Sigh') Well, if you two are certain, then count me in too I guess.

Shadow: Then it's settled. Here's hoping this doesn't cost too much.

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The Homeless for profit Industry

There's several programs in the US. That attempt to get homeless people off the streets into homes, and they routinely claim they find stable *permanent* Housing. But that "permanent" housing lasts about a year. And those who can't recover in that time to a *more permanent* solution are Shit Outta Luck.

I could go into all the predatory lending behavior and identity theft that happens to people who don't have a secure place to keep their necessary "Three forms of ID" required to register vote in this country. (You need the fourth form of id post registration to vote every year as well.)

But that's just the tip of the iceberg. The visible shit.

Here's the thing; how long do you think it will take you find a permanent job, near a place to live and vehicle to drive if it isn't near public transit?

Don't say Uber; $40 to be driven to and from work is far to costly.

By permanent, I mean indefinite.

How many people keep their first jobs for more than a year? How many rental agreements last for more than a year?

And how many landlords are *so worried* about being taken advantage of by "squatters" and "renters" rights laws that they refuse to lease a property for longer than a year to somebody?

And, finally; How many landlords prey on the homeless because it means a guaranteed paycheck?

The fact that guaranteed payment plans by the government to pay landlords for a limited period of times means that homeless people wind up homeless and without the ability to save anything they've purchased over that year.

And the proposed solution is "Well, you're supposed to lease with another rental property every year until you die."

That's not permanent housing, especially if renters want you to leave at least bi-yearly. And before you say "why don't you save up your money for a down payment on a home?"

It's not just the down payment, is it? You need house inspections, a real estate agent who will take a % because otherwise you're likely to get screwed in the process.

You could wind up in a predatory home owner association. You could wind up signing a sales agreement with somebody who didn't actually own the property.

There's so many ways to wind up back on the street *even* when everything goes right.

And that's the issue facing people today; but if you've never been worried about losing a stable place to live, it's not something you think about.

Obviously; the main problem with renting, isn't renting. There's plenty of situations in which renting would be preferable. But because of the giant chunk of $$ it takes from your paycheck; it makes it hard to save up any money.

And thus the reason for a loan, which, if I remind you about the housing crisis; doesn't guarantee you can't lose your home when shit hits the fan.

This is why there's economic disparity. Because despite its unethical nature; it's not illegal.

And all of *that* doesn't even cover the increase demand, and thus the increased price of rental properties *caused* by homeless programs themselves. Which feeds into itself.

Because if you don't have permanent housing, and you don't have the ability to achieve permanent rent free housing; you're stuck feeding the system or camping in a van in Public Park or Nature Reserve, and paying for a YMCA membership in order to take showers.

And don't get me started on how expensive laundromats are getting. ($20 for a single load!? Gonna have to throw in an entire month's worth of laundry to break even...)

Right now; the most cost effective method is to get every homeless person a van, with a bed and a closet, a place to park that has a fire pit, a place to do laundry, and a bunch of outhouses.

Then they can all have a roof over their heads, transportation, and Covid Safe Distancing and mask free self-isolation.

Plus; instead of paying money to shitty landlords begging for free guaranteed handouts at others expense; you can create an entire class of mechanics that actually get paid to maintain something.

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Btw even if I don't check in here as often as I used to, I really do appreciate all of you who stick with this blog anyways c': Especially since I barely post anything 'kinky' myself anymore. So this is mostly just a gaming/media rant and personal blog now oops

In some ways I'm definitely better off than I was a few years ago, but I've also been dealing with a lot of chaos in my life and household and it doesn't look like it's gonna get fixed very soon. Mix of financial, physical health of me and family I've been heavily assisting, house things in desperate need of repair...

On top of that I've been starting to realize I might actually have developed some form of Agoraphobia from all that time I was housebound before... and other stuff, but I think that was probably the main contributor. I'm still looking into it but with how a lot of the other things I've tried to cope haven't helped, meds don't seem to touch it much, and it seems to be getting worse, it's looking more and more likely than I'd like to admit. Which sucks bc it's also going to be hard af to keep up with working to treat it with Exposure or smth if I'm buried in all the above stuff/have limited transport/places to even go. It's really freaking hard when I do rarely go out and the anxiety/illness makes it so much worse. There've been times I've had to give up and go back early after like, an hour bc I was vomiting/crippled with pain/on the verge of fainting... and that's been happening more often. Like 1 in every 3 times, and I may only get out 3 times a month at the worst points.

Idk. I'm trying. I'm keeping up with the bare minimum rn and that's all I can really say lol

Also the only problem that's actually relevant to kink blog: my drive is still at 0 or even the negatives bc I can't get my medication sorted out bc my appointments got pushed back AGAIN ☠️ So yeah. That's why there has been no writing or hc posts and will not probably be for a WHILE. On God, it's about as appealing to me as eating dry cardboard 😔 Trying to write or draw anything fun is like pulling teeth and if I won't enjoy the end result then I'm not gonna bother RIP. When I get that sorted out maybe I can finally touch my poor WIP pile again 😭

Uh yeah so. That's why I've been so absent for like... forever. I do miss checking in here but I also get in my own head sometimes about posting when I'm not 'providing' anything this blog was intended for. Which I realise is dumb bc it's MY blog and if I want to rant about video games only for like a year straight then I'm allowed to. But brains are Fun like that 🥲

For what it's worth I'm not in like, a fullblown mental crisis so please don't worry about that! I'm not in any immediate danger or smth! I do have some other hobbies I've been keeping up with and socialising in other spaces. And I've been reading. So I promise I'm not in a complete isolated depression pit 💛 Life could definitely be better and I def have some rough days, but I have been trying to take some baby steps to either fix things or keep myself sane at least lol

Idk I just felt like I should explain why I've been mostly gone for ages off and on. I do lurk here sometimes to peek at things even if I don't have the energy to show myself. But I do really appreciate anyone who sends asks or comments on my ao3 or just reads my ramblings lol 💛 Even when I can't respond immediately I still treasure the gesture and it makes me happy to see some of the same names around in my notifs/dash c': So thank you~

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I feel like talking about Aiden more and I'm still away from my computer atm so here are some random facts about him

He loves the color pink. He's obsessed. It was outlawed on his home world because the ruler had some grudge against it but he used to buy black market (pink market?) pink goods and smuggle them home for his collection.

He doesn't really understand love. It's not an alien thing, it's purely an Aiden thing. He feels attraction towards other Sims, but the second his heart starts fluttering and he goes weak in the knees, he freaks out and thinks he's dying. He does want to find love and settle down one day, so he carries a heart monitor with him on dates.

He loves juice -- the fruitier, the better. He doesn't realize it's alcoholic and doesn't understand what's happening when he gets juiced, but he just can't stay away from it.

It's unknown how Aiden ended up on Earth but we do know it was not intentional on his part. Whether he was banished for his pink contraband, abandoned by his friends as a prank, abducted by humans, or took a nap on a transport ship and accidentally got dumped with the rest of the cargo, we just don't know. By which I mean I haven't decided which one is funnier yet.

He can't really tell the difference between Sims and animals. Not like he can't tell they're different species, of course, but since he's unfamiliar with the multiple forms of life on this planet, he doesn't know which ones can talk and which ones can't, which ones are sapient, etc. Parrots are extremely confusing to him.

He tends to stick to desert areas because those are places most likely to be visited by UFOs. He has so far been unsuccessful in flagging any Sixam ships down but he keeps trying.

His favorite food is the last new food he's tried. As much as he hates being stranded on Earth, he loves Earth food. It's the one and only area of his life in which he is the least bit adventurous.

He's been kidnapped to star on a reality TV dating show twice.

His name is Aiden because I thought it sounded similar to alien at the time but also because I thought the idea of Space Ireland was really funny. He doesn't have an Irish accent in my mind, though. His actual birth name is some ridiculously complicated unpronounceable Sixam name and he just chose Aiden to blend in a little better on Earth. But I still think the concept of Space Ireland is funny.

I could not for the life of me remember the original last name I gave him years ago so I chose Ayy in reference to the "ayy lmao" alien meme. It's funnier (to me) than whatever I picked before anyway. I feel like Aiden saw it on a bumper sticker and identified with it.

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The Big AU Info Post

As the title suggests, I am gonna write everything you need to know about my Land of the Lustrous AU in this little post.

REMINDER THAT THIS AU IS SEPARATE FROM AND DOES NOT REPRESENT THE CANON. THIS AU FEATURES CANON CHARACTERS BUT THEY WILL HAVE VARYING CHANGES MADE TO FIT THE AU, AND WILL NOT BE FOCUSED ON TOO HEAVILY, I DO NOT CLAIM THE ORIGINAL CANON CHARACTERS AS MY OWN. THIS IS AU IS JUST MY LITTLE SANDBOX FOR ME TO PLAY IN, THE MAIN FOCUS WILL BE MY OCS. ALSO, REGARDLESS OF THE PRONOUNS I GIVE MY OCS/THE CANON/AU CHARACTERS, THEY ARE STILL SEXLESS BEINGS WITH NO CONCEPT OF THIS, THAT, OR THE OTHER.

THIS POST WILL BE EDITED AS I GO, FOR INSTANCE IF I CHANGE SOMETHING OR LEARN SOMETHING NEW ABOUT HNK OR IRL GEMSTONES- PLEASE BE PATIENT

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This is a semi-slice-of-life type AU, where the gems live their eternities together, maintaining and conserving their home. They nurture friendships, explore their world, face challenges, and much more! Story/worldbuilding/lore changes in this AU are as follows:

-The timeline is stretched out a bit, the Meteor events happened 30,000-45,000 years prior. The eldest gems are over 10,000 years old (but below 15,000).

-The Lunarians are friendly due to a treaty formed by Kongo, they help whenever and wherever they can with building, transport, and more. They do not stay on Earth for long periods of time, as the atmosphere is too thick for them to communicate verbally, and it feels like they're being crushed. Gems are sometimes allowed to visit the moon, and have adopted some of their concepts (I.e. different pronouns). The Lunarians will not be focused on and will appear as background characters.

-The gems are much better at coping and helping each other with mental health issues, though it varies from gem to gem- The Lunarians have helped with this.

-The Admirabilis move in and out of friendship with the gems, as their lives are much shorter and stories about the surface change with every generation. Though there has never been any hostility between them.

-The Island is not the only place left after the meteors visited Earth- there are a few other islands and two mainlands. Lunarians have Towers set up in these places, and they transport the explorer gems to survey the surrounding areas. The Home Island itself is also bigger, with more locations and terrains.

-Kongo is no longer with the gems, the internal damages he had sustained caused great fatigue, which only got worse until one day he couldn't wake up. Before he lost consciousness, he put Red Diamond and Fluorite in charge of everything, as they were the very first to emerge. His body is kept safe on the Moon in a temple. The youngest gem to remember Kongo is Proustite (2977 years old).

-Aechmea does not exist in this AU.

-Gems of the same structure are regarded as cousins/siblings. For example, Citrine and Onyx would be brothers, as they are both Silicates/Quartz; all the Diamonds are also siblings. Unless they emerge at the same time/same day (Twins like Citrine and Selenite), gems of two different structures would not be regarded as siblings/cousins (I.e Rhodochrosite(Carbonate) and Scorodite(Arsenate)).

-Gems that were taken to the moon before the original story are all present on Earth in this AU. Cairngorm is technically not present in this AU, as I do not know what to do with them yet, Ghost Quartz is present though.

-Since Kongo is no longer around to identify new gems, that job falls on Rutile, but the Lunarians are sometimes called to assist if they have difficulties.

-There will be more living species as well as the main three (Lunarians/Admirabilis/Gems), but they will not be focused on too much as some might get a little ridiculous (it's fantasy, it doesn't always have to make sense).

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I do hope that those of you who follow will enjoy my OCs' adventures in this Land of the Lustrous AU, because I certainly will :)