#why yo ears so damn big. big ass ears.

[houseofwolvezz]

who is THIS twink???? does this look like the same man to you??

[soap-ify]

nsfw , minors dni .

okay but what if poly!141 with owner!price and hybrid pets!reader, ghost, gaz and soap

price adored his taskforce a lot. operating alongside powerful and trained dog hybrids was surely an experience, especially when he himself was just a human and the others treated him as if he was their owner. he started having a thing for it too, especially since ghost, gaz and soap were just so ruthless in the battlefield but with him? they were just some pups needy for his attention!

price thought that he didn't need anyone else other than his three beloveds, but that all changed when you came along.

you were recommended into the team by laswell herself — your reports are nothing short of outstanding and guess what? you also happened to be a hybrid. you were a great fit for the team.

you felt confused and anxious when you first met the whole team. price was more than welcoming, stern yet warm in his greeting as he introduced you to the others and went over the expectations. you were somewhat relieved to find hybrids like you — especially ones that were trained in similar harsh environments in order to be perfect for the military. humans seemed to either despise or fear hybrids — but price wasn't like them.

it didn't take you long to finally be aware of the dynamic they all had.

soap was the first one to be all comfortable and touchy with you amongst the other two hybrids. he was energetic and a menace, wagging his tail while he had trapped you beneath him, your gaze all confused and shy. "ye are such a sweet wee pup." he cooed, smothering your face up with kisses while simultaneously grinding his hips with yours. it wasn't long until you had started to hump against him too, feeling just so horny and warm, puppy ears twitching happily.

gaz had caught you and soap grinding against one another like some damn dogs in heat — which you guys technically were. he was all pouty and moody about the fact that you two were having all the fun without him. how cruel! he was quick to pounce onto the bed, grabbing your face and pulling you into a sweet kiss, eager to taste the adorable new pup in their team. he was more gentle than soap, but playful in his own way too, nipping on your sensitive puppy ears to watch your eyes glisten up with unshed tears while you were lost in this blissful tangled mess you were trapped in.

the night had ended with both of them rutting into you — gaz laying on his bed with you on top of his, his chest pressed against your back while his cock was nicely stretching your tight ass whereas soap was on top of you both, his cock ramming into your soaking cunt so desperately while his hands pawed at your tits through your shirt, both of the pups already so lovestruck by you, their cum dripping out of your holes.

ghost had always kept his distance from you ever since you had joined the taskforce about two months ago. you had started thinking that maybe he loathed you or something, but that all changed when you had sheepishly made your way to him in the middle of the night, visibly shaken up from an awful nightmare you had, your cheeks streaked with tears. you didn't even know why you had come to him out of the other two hybrids or even price. maybe because your room was the nearest to his. ghost would have initially kicked you out, but seeing this new pup so vulnerable pulled at the strings of his heart.

he had scooped you up in his big, strong arms and let your face nuzzle into his firm chest while you laid on top of him, soft sobs leaving your lips while you vented on and on about how the nightmares never stopped ever since you were initially rescued from the place where they tortured and trained the hybrids. a damaged pup just like him, he thought while his large hand gently rubbed the back of your head. your cries had slowly died down into soft sniffles, those teary eyes of yours gazing at his face so fondly — unmasked and fully bare for you. it was the first time he didn't bother putting a mask around you after all.

he had let you stay in his room for the night, his sweatpants lazily tugged down as his cock dragged in and out of your sweet tight cunt, his thumb playing with your clit to make you forget about all your troubles, your head nuzzled into the crook of his neck. he didn’t bother pulling out even when you had fallen asleep, relishing in the way your warm wet walls were wrapped around his shaft, unconsciously clenching.

price had waited until you were nice and comfortable with all his pups. of course he knew about the naughty little things you had been doing with the other three. and even though he had wanted it to happen, he didn’t let the opportunity of teasing you pass away.

he had you splayed on his lap, your mouth clumsily sucking on his cock while his large callused hand delivered firm slaps on the soft flesh of your ass, the sting causing your tail to flinch and straighten up while you whimpered around his cock, sobbing. “tsk, such a bad pet. getting stuffed with my pups’ cocks without me knowing?” he would huff some smoke out after taking another hit from his cigar.

he wasn’t a big meanie though! he kept caressing all the slap marks on your ass after he was done spanking you, his other hand giving you the head pats that you craved so badly from your owner, his cock still stuffed in your pretty mouth.

“be a good girl f’me, hm?”

you eagerly nodded, his hand pulling your head up from his cock to give you a kiss.

sometimes, price would let you all have fun together with him. you and soap would messily be sucking on his thick cock while gaz would be clumsily rubbing his angrily flushed cock on price's hand, pleading to cum since price had been edging him for hours. ghost on the other hand was given permission to fuck you since he was price's good lieutenant — always quick to finish tasks. so while you were on your knees sucking price's cock, ghost was already behind you, working your sweet cunt open with his fingers so he could fuck you later, soap whining besides you since he also wants to be fucked by his lt!

they all were smitten for you, and it was only a matter of fact until you'd fall in love with them too — unless you already were.

[jeansplaytoy]

Complaining - Ony. 5

<<part four part six>>

arguing, sexual themes(?), language, drinking, smoking, etc.

sorry for the wait yalllll . proof reading later , short bcus a lot happens in the next chapter 🤲🏾

that same night, ony led you into a party. probably the last one you planned on going to for the week if somebody pissed you off tonight.

you smacked your lips. “ian even feel like coming to this dumbass party, ony. you always gotta make me do some shit.”

“stop complaining befo’ i make you stop.” he muttered in your ear. you rolled your eyes and looked away with a small smile.

as he went to the main living room, he dapped a few people up, spoke to a few people, before finally sitting down, sitting you down beside him.

“so yo ass finally got his mind straight about what he shoulda chose?” connie tilted his head, taking a drag of his blunt. ony scoffed. “man, you acting like i was actually finna be wit that girl for that long. we already done.” he smiled to himself.

“yeah, he knew better.” you shrugged, making ony roll his eyes at you. “ony go get me a drink.” you mumbled. ony smacked his lips playfully and stood up. “ight, hol up.” he mumbled, walking towards the kitchen

“so y’all back together?” sasha tilted her head with a grin.

“no.” was the first thing you said. and quick. “we just sorted things out now he think he got me.” you shrugged.

“y’all toxic as helllll. so y’all finally talked shit out and ain’t argue over every little thing?” mikasa raised an eyebrow. “surprising.”

you sighed loudly. “oh my-, y’all never enjoy things how they is y’all always gotta push it.” you rolled your eyes.

“it ain’t our fault we expected less outta you-“

before connie could finish egging the shit on, someone else appeared.

“y’all know where ony at?” onys ex girlfriend appeared out of nowhere. you raised an eyebrow and glanced back at the kitchen. “why?”

“because he was just texting me telling me he wasn’t bouda come to this party and ion believe it.”

all eyes went directly to you. big and bold.

“the fuck?” you squinted.

-

the quietness in the car on the way home was unbearable.

not to you, but to ony. you were being weird ever since you first showed up to the party, now you didn’t wanna say anything to him, and for what?

“if you ain’t wanna go to the damn party then you shoulda said that. ion know why you acting weird all of a sudden because i went to get a drink.” he said, unlocking the door to his house, since you sadly agreed to stay the night. what a coincidence.

“you a weird ass nigga, you know that? to sit here and lie in my damn face about a bitch you said you ain’t want but was texting her the whole ride to the party, ony you a damn joke.” you said, kicking your heels off and stomping upstairs.

“y/n… what is you talkin bout bruh?” ony frowned at you went in his room where you were. you took your dress off as ony leaned on the doorway. “everyday it’s something new witcho stupid ass.” you pointed at him.

he smacked his lips and groaned. “sum new wit’ me? you sittin here complaining and ion even know what the fuck i did.”

“and you still wanna sit here and lie in my face?” you squinted and tilted your head. rummaging through the personalized drawer he had for you and your clothes to find something to sleep in, you frowned, huffing.

“how would i lie in yo face and i ain’t even said nothin?”

before you should even get your shirt all the way on, you froze. “you told me you was done wit’ that bitch. you know what she told me? she told me you told her to go to that fuckin party. how the fuck you invited two different bitches to one party?”

ony stared at you for a second before opening him his mouth to say something, but you cut him off.

“ion wanna hear it. when i see that bitch, we talkin to her. together.”

[nisuna]

I wonder what about mad / jealous bff yuji who have the beggest crush on reader i just need angry six w him idk why

I'm living my best life right now 🥰🤤

Thank you for your take!!<3

<3masterlist<3

~short drabble~

TW: rough sex, yuji is crazy strong, wall sex, jealous yuji, angy sex, slut calling, manhandling, but really sweet in the end

"You can't go home with him." he deadpanned

"Huh? Who do you think you are, my boyfriend?? Well you aren't so you have no say in this!"

"What if I wanted to be!" he screamed back

"What?", you scoffed.

"You heard me and I'm not asking you because you're being such a slut in front of me right now. Somebody ought to put you back in your place. You know damn well that I can fuck you better than he ever could!"

"Uhm.."

"Oh shut it!!" you both growled at the guy next to you making him leave quickly.

"Oh yeah? Then give me all you got big boy!, you challenged and he did indeed give you all he got.

He's got you in prone bone, smushing your face into the pillows below you.

"I have to fuck the slut out of you"

"Yeah well keep trying then," you lied. Yuji was way stronger than he looked. Under all of those loose clothes was a big buff man, who was nothing like the best friend you remembered. You tried hard not to salivate and moan as he pulled his shirt over his head after shoving you down on the bed.

While getting your guts rearranged you just didn't want to admit that this was the best fuck of your life and it got on Yuji's nerves.

"Enough, I've had it with you." his relentless hips came to a halt as he pulled out of you.

"What do you mean-"

"Shut it and stand up. Back against the wall."

You cussed under your breath as you obeyed. "Don't try anything funny I'm not in the mood." You let out a high pitched shriek after you felt him lift you up by the ass hooking your legs behind his back. You were desperately holding onto his shoulders in his surprisingly steady grip.

"You always talk about being manhandled by big strong men. Let's see if you can really handle one."

You were at a loss of words as he sank you down on his cock, the new angle hitting much deeper. Your resolve crumbled a bit as you moaned out his name right in his ear.

"That's better."

And as soon as he started moving you up and down against the wall you lost all of your self respect.

"Yuuujii~ wait slow down I can't-"

"Oh sure you can look at you sucking me in you just don't wanna let me go. I got you baby." his voice softened, making you relax in his hold as mewls and whimpers left your needy mouth. To save you some embarasent you began biting down on his shoulder to muffe the sounds you were making. Much to your dismay that didn't help you very much as it only spurred him on to fuck you even harder.

You were getting dizzy chanting his name as your eyes rolled into the back of your head. "'M sorry Yuji I didn't mean to make you mad. I've been good right can I please cum."

"Play with your clit and cum on my cock. Let yourself go baby." he grunted between thrusts. Thank yous spilled out your mouth as you maneuvered your hand from his shoulder to your throbbing clit.

You were rubbing it in sync with his thrusts, getting goosebumps as Yuji kept hitting your spongy spot inside. "'M close.. please don't stop", you whined slightly scratching his back.

"Don't worry, I wont. I got you, make a mess of me.", and you swear you never came as hard as right now, pressing your lips against his greedy mouth trying to muffle your pathetic moans. And he ate it all up, his rhythm getting sloppy as he felt himself getting close from you clenching around him.

He broke away from the kiss momentarilly to whisper against your lips. "'M gonna fill you up, make you nice and plump." And with that he slammed his lips against yours, really giving you his all.

He was gentle when he lifted you off his cock and tried to set you down. And he was there to catch you when your legs gave out, hugging you tightly and whispering into the crook of your neck.

"Sooo..can I be your boyfriend now?"

"Maybe."

"Aw cmon!!!!"

"I'm kidding I'm kidding! Sure," you giggled pressing your lips against his grin.

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[floofeh-purpi]

Getting isekai'd?! (Part 5)

Sagau! Genshin Fatui x Gn! Reader (ft. Your bsf)

『Beloved fluffball/s mentioned below! 💜』

@justmare @mc-cos-charm

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Warnings: Your bsf's a gremlin and a simp for u, swearing, grammatical/spelling errors, ooc 🤠👈, oh shit I accidentally posted this unfinished uhmmm if u saw this not cooked yet no u didnt, you being a bit of a sassy little shit, mentions of your vitiligo A G A I N, your bsf almost getting caught have feelings for you by uhm... you, I FORGOT YOUR DOG EXISTED IN PROBABLY THE LAST 2 CHAPTERS IM SORRY, you and ur bsf being a duo, my shitty attempts at making you laugh

【Part 4】

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"In their eyes, you are sweeter than honey. Your smile more radiant than the shine of the golden sun. Your eyes reflecting the light like precious stars in the night sky. The marks of Vitiligo on your skin like a celestial map that is to be cherished." By their I meant the harbingers and pretty much everyone in Teyvat. Also guys I tried my best on this part pls forgive me. 😔🙌

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"Finally those people left." Y/b/f/n thought before happily skipping their way into the 2nd floor and into your room because I imagined their the type to do this shit💀🤚 totally because they defenitely didnt wanna hang out mess with you.

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"N/nnnnn?" Your bsf called out your name before pouting when you weren't there. "Wharrr?" You sassily replied back before coming out of the bathroom. "Oh there you areeee, can we play together pleaseee~ 🥺👉👈" Y/b/f/n pleaded, you couldnt help but laugh. You just had to. Like bro look at them, they look like a puppy (you meant that affectionately). "Of course why not." Little do you know, you practically accepted having an e-date with your bsf. But you didnt need to know about that now do you? ;)

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"That divine presence we felt with their roomate...–" The Regrator putted his hand on his in a thinking position.

"We cannot be certain that it is our Holiness until we see their blood..." Dottore rudely cutted him off. "Now where the fuck is my funding."

"Bitch stfu I literally gave you your funding 5 hours ago. 💀🤚"

"Harbingers, return to your duties. For we still yet have to confirm if our Holiness has truly descended into Teyvat." The harbingers immediatly straightened up their backs as the Cryo Archon's serious tone.

"Yes your Majesty."

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You found yourself playing Minecraft yet you still didnt buy the spotify fucking premium with your y/b/f/n on the computer. Sounds of you cursing agressively in tagalog and bisaya could be heard from your best friend's room get them ear theraphy 😔 "PUTANG INA IM OVER HERE 👹" You screamed over your mic to your bestfriend, whose blocky character was going the opposite way of where you are. "Sorry teh/kol! 😰" Yes your friend is scared shitless of you being like this, but they know you're just being... well, you. "Damn it your lucky I love you...–" Y/b/f/n accidentally out loud in which you fortunately didnt hear. "Ha?"

"Hatdog."

"Litse."

"LeTs SeE! 😍"

Before you could affectionately say another curse word you suddenly heard something scratching your door. "Wait, afk-" you said to you bestie 4 life before removing your chunky ass headphones and opened the door.

"Awwww is my big baby in need of attention again???" You cooed while giving him/her belly scratches, the husky's tail wagging happily at the affection he/she's recieving.

After 30 minutes of you scratching d/n you finally stood up from your crouching position, with d/n whining at the lack of hand on his/her belly but stood up and following you.

You sat down on your gaming chair and picked up d/n and sat her/him on your lap. Happily while wagging her/his. You then putted back your headphones.

"Yo, back."

"Bro what the fuck took you so longgggg" Y/b/f/n's avatar ran around you in circles.

"Yati ka shut the fuck up d/n wanted to sit on my lap."

"Lucky dog..."

"What?"

"Nothang.... 😰" Your best friend said before you went back to your usual self. Again.

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The tsaritsa was in her palace's library. Searching for books about the signs for you returning to teyvat once again.

No.

No.

Wait "You x reader" books fucking exist?! She's so keeping the book.

Until she finally found a book that seemed actually legit. "Istg if this also isnt the one..." The Cryo Archon rolled her eyes in her head before she flipped open the book.

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YAYAYAYAYA DONE WITH PART 5! :D

【Part 6】

Published: July 1 2024. 8:02pm.

[strxwberry-milku]

𝐃𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐍

This was requested by @gomussy I hope you like it

- 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝟑𝐥 💋

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 , 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 ? 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 ? 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬 .

When it comes to sex Jey is most definitely not ashamed to try out new things in bed and brag to others about how he has you drippin in under a minute , so why is it that every time you bring up the topic of bdsm and wanting him to choke you all of a sudden it’s a problem?

“ Bae i done already told you i ain’t doing that shit ”he said and plopped down next you on your shared bed . “ But whyyyy ? ” you groaned out in frustration still quite not understanding why such a small thing is so hard for him to do. “ Because i said so , now stop asking me questions and come over here so we can watch baddies east together ” Rolling your eyes you crawled up to him and made your self comfortable under the sheets.

A few minutes in you started to get bored , so what better way to past time than to tease your boyfriend ? you positioned your on top of his lap and pretended to situate yourself above his crotch area . “ Tf you keep moving for ? ” he breathed out a laugh and focused his attention back to tv even though you could feel the growing bulge up against your clothed pussy . Kissing your teeth at his dismissal you decided to start whispering nasty shit in his ear , cause if there’s one thing about Jey is he likes dirty talk .

“ I know you want me as much as i want you , so why you keep tryna stop the motion ? ” you questioned looking up at him . Breathing out deeply through his nose he said “ I ain’t tryna stop shit , now turn yo ass around and watch the damn show ”. Scrunching up your face you did what was told and turned back around , however you sure as hell wasn’t gonna give up so easily . Slowly creeping your hand up his thigh you froze when he suddenly grabbed it and gave you a “ i’m bout to fuck that ass up ” look . Grabbing your face between his hands he brang his face closer to yours and said “ You keep pushing and pushing the limit , now i’m finna show you sumn . Roll over on your hands and knees ”. Rolling your on knees you arched your back and spreaded your legs wide open so he could see the damp spot highlighting the centre of your white lace panty .

You couldn’t contain the big grin on your face finally getting him to snap . Getting behind you he used his thumb to gently rub your clit behind the thin piece of fabric . “ Look at you , so pathetic. You were just begging for my attention and now here you are moaning like no tomorrow over a little rubbing ”. Whimpering you tried to grind your hips against his fingers to get more friction “ Daddy pleaseee…” . Snickering he removed his hand and pushed your panties to the side allowing him to see your pulsating pussy clenching over nothing . “ Now see , i was gonna eat you out later , but because you wanna be a desperate little whore imma go in your shit raw ”.

Before you even had the chance to protest you felt his fat tip slowly begin to part your lips like a barrier. You both like out a sigh in content , finally being able to feel each other. He muttered a small “ fuck it ” and began pounding your shit in like he wanted you to feel it all up in ya guts . Letting out a yelp from not being able to take all his dick you try and use your hand to push back his hips but to no avail he just slaps your hands off him . “ Keep your hands forward ” he groaned out stopping for a second to let his spit drop onto dick and then tapped on your clit causing you to moan out even more . “ Give me both of your hands “ he commanded while sliding his cock back inside your slick heat . Listening you gave him both of your hands behind your back , and just like that he was of again using your hands like a bondage of some sort to fully make you feel all the curves and bumps on dick .

“ ohhhh… fuckkk” you whined out and moved your hands downward to rub your clit . Slapping your hands away he leaned over you and grabbed your neck from behind “ who told you to touch my pussy huh ? my dick ain’t enough for you ? ” weakly nodding your head you closed your eyes feeling overwhelmed from the way he hitting inside you so good and deep . “ I thought so . Is this what you wanted all along ? for me to treat you like a dirty slut hmm ? well you could’ve been asked from the beginning ”. His hips started to stutter letting you know that his orgasm was fastly approaching just like yours . You couldn’t even mutter a word , all that was coming out was breathless pants and whines . Then it hit you all at once like a powerful wave . “ Daddy ! ” you shouted out coming all around his dick almost collapsing in complete bliss . “ Shittt ” he mumbled quickly pulling out his dick and releasing his cum all over back .

Letting go off your neck he got up went to retrieve a wet rag from the bathroom but by the time he came back you were already knocked out . Laughing he got back into bed with you and whispered “ I hope you’re happy now babe ” and kissed your forehead.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐝 💋

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 : Ik this is shit and looks rushed but i hope you like it bae . Ps sorry for any mistakes.

[luvrrgirl444]

chapter 4: mansion

the house — borderline mansion — was packed. you could tell by the amount of cars that littered the street, and what you could see from the large glass windows. “does a fucking president live here?” you asked, looking at the big house with wide eyes.

“nah, both of eren’s parents are doctors. they’re rich as fuck.” jean answered, ringing the doorbell of the grand door. “is he single?” genesis asked, which made you laugh. “ion even know.” kade shook his head. “he’s a d1 bop.” somehow, you and gen (with a little help from jean) were able to convince kade to bring you two along.

“oh.” you and genesis grimaced. “gotchu.”

as soon as the door opened, your ears were filled with the loud sound of flex up by lil yachty, future and playboi carti. it was opened by a white guy with curly, dark hair. he had his arm around a girl, before he removed it to dap up jean and kade.

“manwhore..” you whispered to gen, to which she nodded. “definitely.”

“kd, these your sisters?” eren asked, as his eyes moved from his teammates to you two. “yeah, y/n, genesis, this is eren.” kade introduced.

“hey pretty girls, i’m eren, aka the owner of this hou-” you rolled your eyes, while your brother cut the man off. “yo, go back to your girl of the night.” eren fake gasped, and put his hand on his chest. “i was actually thinking of making her my girl.” jean quirked his eyebrow. “for real?”

eren snorted. “nah.” he shook his head. “anyway, come inside.” the house was in fact, packed, with people you presumed were students at utrost. some were dancing to the loud music, while others were sat drinking and smoking around the house.

as soon as kade and jean entered the building, there were shouts and screams from the crowd. cheering on the two stars for the performance they had earlier. “you never told us that you were fucking celebrities?” they laughed.

“i mean, we are the top two prospects in the country.” jean said cockily, shrugging his shoulders. “damn right,” kade laughed and dapped up his roommate. you rolled your eyes and snickered. “y’all are cocky as fuck.”

“not gonna lie, i’m not fucking with these weird ass stares i’m getting from your fangirls.” genesis said with a stank face. you nodded. “if they keep it up, someone’s getting smacked.” jean snorted. “we don’t even know them for real, just ignore them.” kade replied and threw his arms around their shoulders. “let’s go find conman.”

“kd! jay! you made it!” a guy with a nose stud and a red overgrown buzzcut exclaimed. you were now in the kitchen of the house. the guy, connie, dapped up his two teammates and grinned at them, showing off his blue braces. “of course we did. this party’s for us, ain’t it?” jean replied, with a smirk on his face.

connie rolled his eyes and smacked him. “you wish that was true, you bitch.” jean rubbed the shoulder that connie hit and laughed. “it is true, you bitch.” he rolled his brown eyes once again before his landed on you and genesis. “out of everyone, you choose these annoying bitches to hang around?” you and gen laughed.

“kinda have no choice. they brought us here.”

“woah?” kade fake winced. “why are you hating on your own brother?”

“brother?” connie asked. “so beauty runs in the family?” he finished, puckering his lips at kade. you, gen and jean laughed while kade pushed connie’s head away. “i wish i could drink right now.”

🎡!

- finally caved and made eren a slut for once. this is so unlike me 💔

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[ebonyslasher]

Hey I'm new to these requests so sorry if it's bad. Plus been reading ya stuff and I feel like you are the only one who can do this justice. But for some reason having the slashers react to their s/o having a decrepit version of their fit makes me laugh. Like they seem so excited to show them and it's just.. 👁️👄👁️bad. (Um I do see you're on hiatus so I'm sorry if this is an inconvenience or anything.) Also can this be the mask that Michael s/o has plz?

Hey! Thank you so much for reading my work and sending this in. That mask cracks me up

What the hell you got on?!! Slasher mask reaction:

Michael Myers

You saw that mask at a spirit halloween and had to get it

That specific one in Haddonfield couldn't sell the more accurate, original one anymore....mostly due to combined ptsd lol.

But, this would be great to use to try to get a reaction out of him...maybe a chuckle 🤭

It seems impossible but you were successful a few times, he just has....dark humor.

Knowing him, you had to just go ahead and out the costume on in the parking lot. That nigga be stalkin'.👀

You bust through the door🚪 with the whole fit on, confident as hell

😠Michael strides to the front door, figuring out why you making all that fuckin noise and slammin' doors in HIS house.

Michael sees you. And he stops.

You looking how you looking is looking at Michael and he's looking at you.

Girl...what the fuck you got on?

Michael knows he don't look like that y/n🫤, you look derpy. He looked intimidating- there's a difference!!!

He starts to walk past, acting unaffected. But, he swiftly pulls that shit off.

You're shocked 😲, he just scalped you! You start giggling.

"Michael that cost money!!!" 😩

Michael thinks, 'You shouldn't care, you were wasting it with this shit anyway.'

Stu +Billy

Oh, this shit was perfect.

You saw this while browsing on e-bay and thought that Stu and Billy would love this. And you got an old big ass block cordless phone too? Oh baby!✨

You went over their house to spend the night. And of course you hid the costume and mask in the spennanight bag 👜. Y'all were in the middle of the first blunt rotation. You excused your self to the bathroom so you could enact your grand plan.

Taking your personal fat ass weed 🍃pen, you hopped into the bathroom and put the costume on. You also smoked tf up out of the bathroom so you could have some smoke as a background.

Throwing open the door, you jump out and say, "Wassuppppp!!!!"

They look at you, shocked, before Stu and Billy double over. They are hollering.

Y'all all crying 😂 over the mask. The weed wasn't making things better

Stu and Billy both randomly say WASSUPPP😝 and point at each other as they laugh.

Honestly they love it. and your grand entrance ? Fantastic

Bubba Sawyer

Listen.... you don't know about putting someone else's skin on your face

If you want to do that, by all means. you strong as fuck. And fit right the fuck in with who you with.

But you find this mask for pretty cheap online, the others were....costly (like $100 + for the good ones, dayum!)

Once it's delivered, you run up into a random room and shut the door. You put it on and look in the mirror as you evaluate the mask.

Man, what the hell were these ears?🙃 It looks like someone tried to make earmuffs but didn't really know what they were.

Also this fucking hair? You looked like a fucked up lunch lady

It's huge asf on your head, balloon 🎈 ass mask. It's lopsided. Looking like you got hit and was turned halfway loose

Bubba comes in and spots you with the mask.

He starts, jumping and clapping❤️❤️. Bubba is bubbling and squealing at how cute you are.

Essentially he's like, "oh baby yay!" He loves it. Bubba doesn't think it looks bad! He's flattered! 🤗

It's like physical thing that represents you truly being a part of the family~

Pinhead

Well...Pinhead's face isn't a mask. It's his damn face. But it'd be a mask for you!

You gotta show your appreciation to yo mans!!! and mess with his ass. He's dramatically hilarious.

There were, surprisingly, a lot of masks made of Pinhead's face. It was a bit odd, but useful for what you needed. At least you didn't have to make one from scratch. 🤷🏿‍♀️

However, You still wanted to be a little creative. Dip a lil toe into your ✨craft era✨.

So, it was obvious you got one without the pins! Going to the store and seeing to most colorful 🎨 of pins was an automatic yes.

Now, this shit was not easy putting in. Some of them was bent every whichaway, the holes were uneven so some were drooping.🫠

You looked a mess, chile.

"Y/n...what is the meaning of this?" You snicker. "Babe, I'm You!"

"So, you attempt to mock ME! Blasphemy!"

"Not trying to mock you!! I was making this so I could be like you...and mess with you a little."

"Silly human....tsk tsk. I will have my comeuppance."

[curvykittyyssmutfics]

A Little Lesson

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WARNINGS: Rough sex, Dom Jason, Breeding Squirting, Porn no plot..

MINORS DNI

"Oh fuck, oh fuck! JASON! Pleeeease, oh God, pleeease!" I plead for him to slow his deep ass rough fucking back shots. He instead speeds up as a big ass hand reaches down, grabbing a handful of my freshly done blonde faux locs, and puts my back in a mean ass arch. His sinister and merciless chuckle at my begging has me clenching around his thick girth helplessly.

"I ain't slowin shit down mama. You fuckin wanted this dick, now you gone take this dick. FUUUUCK." Jason growls out without a hint of damn remorse. His pace is steady as fuck as he buries his meat so far inside me that I immediately try to scramble off his cock. I don't slide even an inch of his dick outta me before my man quickly pins me to the floor of our bedroom. The carpet rubs my nipples and my clit throbs as I struggle to get free but Jason doesn't break a sweat as he effortlessly holds me down. His broad chest to my back, muscled arms now caging me, his strokes never cease their punishing rhythm. SMACK, SMACK SMACK, SMACK, SMACK SMACK.. His hips beat against the fat of my ass makin it jiggle wildly as he fucks into my overstimulated pussy like he hates me.

"Where the f-fuck do you think you're goin?" His gruff voice registers in my ear lowly. Between the blinding pleasure between my legs, the ringing in my ears and my wails, it takes me a moment to understand what he's sayin. Jason's chest presses me into the floor a bit more as he rips his fat ass dick from drippin pussy, leaving me to flutter around nothin. I try to steady my breathing, blinkin tears outta my eyes, and focus on his words.

"You know why this is fuckin happenin. Ain't no, uhn, fuck so wet.. Ain't no sympathy here. You shoulda thought about what I would do to yo bad ass." He says smugly, rubbing the tip of his monster cock on my pussy lips. I can't help but to give a weak moan as his cock catches the inside and he pushes in just to pull out. Jason teases me by dippin in and out of my soaked entrance, patting and smacking his dick in the wet mess to make small spatters of my slick drench his dick.

"The next time I'm workin out, oooh fuck, maybe you'll think twice about, mmmmm, comin in the gym actin like a fuckin slut. Shiiiiiiiit so good, had every fucker starin at my pretty brown booty." A hard smack lands on my ass as Jason spears back inside me halfway. The yell that comes outta me almost pierces my own ears but all I get is another sadistic laugh and a rough thrust to the hilt. He grounds himself by gripping my hips firmly and punishing me in the best way possible. His balls slap against my pussy, all sticky and wet from me creamin all over him.

If I thought his pace was rough before, he must be fuckin me at the speed of light now. I feel the muscles of his stomache flex against my ass as my juices smear all over Jason's lower half. I'm beyond being able to speak, eyes rolled in the back of my head as my tongue lolls outta my mouth. Drool seeps out my mouth and between my cheek plastered against the now wet carpet. The feeling of his tongue flicking sensually against my ear as a hand slides between me and the floor to finger at my throbbing clit, makes me jerk against him. I can feel his eyes on me, greedily drinkin in every expression that flashes across my face, savoring every single reaction my body gives him. Knowin how much he's enjoyin wreckin and watchin me helps push me to my fuckin end.

I open my mouth to warn him of my approaching orgasm but sayin anything feels like try to get out the toughest tongue twister. It's like I can't remember how to form words. My mouth moves uselessly, the only sounds comin from me being pleasured moans. Even with a muddled mind, I know I'm not to cum with out his permission during punishment. No matter how hard I try, with the way Jason's piping me down I can't do shit except moan like a bitch in heat.

"Dammit woman, this pussy is too fuckin tight, I can't keep this up." I hear the frustration in his voice as well as feel his hips twist slightly and tilt upwards, scraping the walls of beat up little puss in a way that has me clenching up as the pleasure explodes. It's his turn to jerk and shiver against me as I have the most explosive fuckin orgasm all over him. I can hear the audible splatter of squirt hit this man and I'm sure it made me cum even more. The intense feeling has me grinding backwards on his girth.

"Jaaaaase, baby, oh Jaaaasooon!" I loudly moan and scream out my pleasure as my pussy tries to simultaneously push him out and squeeze the cum from his thick ass dick. The twitchin throb of him makes it clear that he's now the one that can't take me. The pathetic whines emitting from him as he humps me roughly let me know he's about to bust.

"FUCK! Ahhhhh, gotta c-cum in my pussy now, gonna fill you up till you leak of me baby. Fuck, take it princess, take it, take it, take it.." His filthy words ending in a mindless mantra as he floods my pussy, punctuating dirty words with thick milky spurts of cum. I don't know how my stomache ain't pokin out with the load he stuffin me with. It feels never ending, my poor pussy quivering around him as he breeds me like a animal. He's loud as fuck, groanin out how good it feels, how good I am as he fucks up into me with no other mission than to unload.

Jason fills me till a bit spills outta me as he predicts, most of it plugged by the monster cock that hasn't deflated a bit. His dick continues to twitch and leak cum inside me as we both breathe hard through our nose. A few moments go by before I can manage a small push backwards with my ass into his pelvis, signaling for him to pull out. The motion crams his still very hard, very large dick against the soaked sore walls of my pussy and I yelp in pleasured confusion. He just came buckets and he's hard as a fuckin diamond! Jason chuckles before he responds in a menacing tone.

"You just dont learn.. Did I say you could fuckin cum woman?"

UH OH..

[wil-dearest]

Anonymous asked: dub. con. PLEASE!! (bonus points if it’s older!experienced!stepbrother willbur corrupting younger!virgim!innocent afab reader by using gaslighting hehe)

so i didn't do the step-brother and its dubcon if you squint. thought about it all day and i fucked up. anyways, hope this is somewhat enjoyable.

trigger warning: 18+. dubcon because you can't consent while drunk. sex. afab reader tho, so i got that right. sort of.

i, wil-dearest, present you my first- kinda, sorta, fic.

Want Me Sober, Please (Forgive Me)

Sure, you were close friends and he was so, so pretty, you couldn't help the way you leaned into him. It was a party and you didn't know anybody else after he begged you to go with him, just this once, he didn't want to be alone. (He wasn't that big of a party person so, you were confused. But you were nothing if you weren't supportive of him.)

The drinks became a little much for him, and after spilling some on his shirt, you laugh with him as you guide him to a spare bedroom, trying to keep him from stripping naked in the middle of some stranger's hallway. The second the door is closed and his shirt is off, he can't keep his eyes off of you and you try to find another shirt, letting him hold onto the water bottle you gave him. You're about to give up on a shirt for him when you feel his arms slide around your waist, tucking you into his chest as warm breaths ghost over your skin, leaving a wet, shiny trail when his tongue laps at your neck.

"Wilbur, what the fuck," you say, shivering, holding onto his arms as your wide eyes stare in front of you, you're not- not into it but he's fucking. He's fucking drunk and you try to voice it, trying to be the somewhat responsible, sober person that you were.

"Like you so much..." he says in that soft tone of his, right in your ear and you can only shiver, accidentally leaning into his embrace as his arms squeeze more around you, "can never say whats on my mind around you."

"Wilbur, you- do this when you're sober, I promise it'll-" but he doesn't listen completely, whining in your ear as he grinds against your ass. "You're drunk." You say firmly, tugging on his arms.

"You're so w-warm," he mumbles, finally stilling around you, "why don't you ever touch me?" He asks and lets go, and you can only grip the dresser, digging your nails into the wood as you listen to him struggle to sit on the bed again. You turn around, with a shirt, the ugliest one you could find, and you hand it to him, not looking him in the eye as he holds it, thumbing the fabric between his digits.

"Will you kiss me when I'm sober?" You hate yourself for nodding, it wasn't a lie but it gives him hope now. "Why won't you kiss me- now?" He hiccups and you click your tongue against your teeth, helping him with the shirt and when his arms comes down and his head is bowed down, you can't help sighing when he leans his head against your stomach. Your hands reach into his hair, combing through the tangled pieces before his hands came up, sliding underneath your shirt just to barely touch your hips. It burns where he digs his fingers and you are only so strong as a person, that when a pretty person begs you for something you can only hold out so long. You swallow the guilt and tilt his head back, making eye contact with those dark brown eyes that trace of every feature on your face.

"What do you want, Wil? What is it that you can't wait till you're sober?" You ask and he doesn't answer, using one hand to cup the back of your neck and press his face to yours. The touch shocks you, his lips moving sloppily against yours but you can't help but lean into his space, kissing him back and swallowing his half-whines and chest-deep moans.

"You- I want you. Forever." He says against your mouth, his teeth catching onto your chapped lips and you have to cry, damned pretty boys.

"Have me later." He doesn't respond before kissing you harder, tugging on your clothes. You don't want to stop but you don't want to be a regret, you don't want this to be a memory he hates. And when he sinks his cock inside of you, holding you close to his chest and kissing you and kissing you and rocking his hips and pulling those moans straight from your head, you can't help but hope this wasn't a drunk mistake. That he does like you and that he does want you, forever. Because you don't think you could just have him the once. You hope he'll forgive you when you kiss him again, when you start riding him and pressing him into the bed and getting him to leave bruises on your skin, when he leaves a trail of hickeys from your neck and down your collarbone and your chest. You never want to forget the way his touch is ingrained into your psyche, to your marrow.

When he comes into you and looks at you with those half-lidded eyes and yanked hair everywhere, you wish you had a camera. You want him forever too. "One more time?" He asks and you huff, barely catching your breath as you lean one hand on his chest.

"Go to bed." You say, kissing him one last time. Adjusting yourself so you lean onto your side, beside him. His arms tugging you into his chest as you fall asleep is a dream, waking up alone is a nightmare.

Sitting in that messy bed, and rushing up to go pee, only to realize he's nowhere to be found is an awful way to feel like you fucked up your friendship. He was also your ride. Fuck.

[m-n-m-s]

Hiiii, could you please write headcanons of 1610!Miles having a younger sibling? Not a spiderperson tho. Also pretend that his younger sibling was also in ITSV and ATSV movies! 😄 (fun fact, Miles actually had a little baby sister in the comics)

HIII

1610! Miles with a younger! sibling

1610! Miles Morales + Gn!Younger!Sibling Reader

red: miles

green: you

ok so depending like how much younger than him you are

it would be a lil different

let's say you were like a decent few years younger, not rly close in age

y'all would be pretty chill ngl

"miles?"

"yeah?"

"can you help me with my drawing?"

"..."

"..."

"ok fine. just stop with the puppy eyes."

if you're like way younger than him and you give him your best puppy eyes that man is a goner.

however.

if you guys are like similar in age, with you being a few years younger

the two of you will be switching between:

BESTIES!!!!

i hate you.

"wow, this is actually a great drawing."

"...thank you?"

*literally five minutes later*

"get your arachnid-looking ass out of my way."

"extremely unnecessary. but okay."

you found out the fact he was spider-man relatively quick

yk that one scene in itsv when he gets everything in his dorm room stuck to him?

that happened once at home

you just strolled in and he's standing on one of the walls sideways

attempting to un-stick several drawing tools off of his hands.

one of which was also stuck to the ceiling, may i add.

you kinda just stood there for a moment

both of you engaged in like a staredown typa thing

"i can explain."

"why the fuck are you standing parallel to the floor??"

"..."

"you spiderman or something?"

"...maybe?"

you were originally joking with that sentence, but okay

anyway from that point on you had to restrain yourself from using the "miles is spider-man!" card with your parents

forced him to swing you around the city once

big mistake!!

miles will insistently claim that you were clinging to him so hard that you cut off his blood circulation.

"we are HUNDREDS OF FEET UP IN THE AIR MILES! DO YOU WANT ME TO FALL AND DIE??"

"you really don't need to yell in my ear. maybe i should drop you-"

"do not."

miles will literally never admit it but he was ridiculously worried for you while he was with the other spiders during itsv

the same in atsv

but both of you would rather eat the dust beneath the other's bed than admit that you missed each other

the most you would probably do when he came back home would be like this sad shoulder pat

"good on you for not dying."

"thank you for not getting kidnapped by a random villain dude."

"aww, were you worried about me?"

"nah. did you miss me?"

"no. i finally got to take my time in the bathroom in the morning."

this is a lie.

if miles wasn't preoccupied with trying not to die, he would be picking at his nails, hoping you were okay

meanwhile, you were almost missing the annoying knocks on the door and the accompanying "god, hurry up!"

when gwen finally visited him in atsv, you were so prepared.

subtly embarrassing your older brother in any way possible

for funsies!!

"yo, miles! why is your bright pink teddy bear in the middle of the fucking hallway??"

"shut up. that's not mine."

bro definitely apologized to the teddy bear afterward

you definitely tried to fight someone for miles at least once

he watched in amusement the whole time.

but if it actually started turning out to be a physical fight he would pick you up and/or drag you away

you're not gonna get hurt because of him

"let me go! i can take him-"

"sorry, no can do. mama would murder both of us."

there was one time when he almost got into a fight with someone because he heard them talking about you

you had to use all your strength and will to drag him outta there

"damn your stupid mutant spider strength-"

"radioactive."

"i didn't ask. c'mon, spidey."

shenanigans aside, you were always there for him whenever he came back late after his spider duties

you didn't ask questions, because most of the time, he didn't look like he would answer them

so you quietly patched him up, cracking stupid little jokes to see him smile

if he wanted to talk about it, you would listen

maybe even give him a hug, which you never really do

the next morning he would let you steal some food from his plate to thank you

maybe even take you for a swing, only if you promised not to cut off blood supply to his arms

all in all, miles n his younger sibling's relationship would be very funny to watch but also very sweet <3

his lil baby sis in the comics was so adorable omg 😭 🫶🏻

i was gonna make this shorter but it ran away from me 😦

[axailslink]

Get Behind Me

Riri x FEM reader

Summary: you finally let Riri meet your folks.

You and Riri had decided it was about time she met your folks so here you both were in front of your house your nerves everywhere. Surprisingly you were more nervous than she was "remember if they make a gay joke just laugh along, don't get butt hurt if they call you ugly they're just joking, and don't engage any of their conversations about our sex life because it will become the main topic of dinner. Riri laughs nervously "why would our sex life be brought up?" You smile and shake your head "because they're fucking crazy like I said just don't let it get to you ignore it." You knock on the door gripping the car keys in your hands hoping you wouldn't have to leave early.

You're mom answers the door with a big smile on her face "oh come in it's cold don't stand there for too long" she welcomes you both inside and you smile and hug her "hey mama I've missed you" she hugs you and says the same "I know same here my love so this is Riri the "genius"?" Everyone's attention is immediately on her "okay so she ain't ugly I mean after that last tarantula looking girl you brought home we was worried" says your sister as she comes into the living room with drinks "you want a beer, soda, water, or a cooler?" This was test number one was she a drinker? "Can I have a cooler?" She looks at you for confirmation and you laugh and nod "where are the coolers at?" Your sister shows her the way and your mom turns her attention to you.

"So are you two having sex yet?" You blink and turn your attention to the kitchen watching as Riri and your sister chat it up "mom I'm grown...damn near" she nods "exactly so I have to ask are you two being s-" Riri yells your name above the music playing in the background "baby! Come do this dance with us" you smile politely at your mom "bye mom" when you go into he kitchen Riri grabs your hand and pulls you into a TikTok you have no idea what to do "I don't know how to do this shit" she laughs and sways you side to side before reaching up and clapping she does it there more times and you end the video. You both are interrupted by the pregnant cousin finding her way into the kitchen "oh goodness gracious get ready for some odd questions" you whisper into Riri's ear. "I just have to ask is it different with a girl?" Your sister takes that as her moment to leave "yes?" Riri answers unsure you shake your head and take her wine cooler taking a sip before kissing her your cousin stares momentarily "so how do y'all have sex exactly is there like a-" you interrupt and grab Riri's hand "oh baby that's my song!" You scream as you lead her to the living room saved once again this time by the Red Nose playing on the speaker.

Your mom pauses the music "okay twenty dollars to whoever can shake the most ass and twenty to whoever can catch it!" In this house you were used to challenges like this this was how you grew up there were more than just family at your house on Thanksgiving anyone who knew y'all was considered family. So you had friends, exes, and cousins even some of the distant ones and neighbors.

Your plan was to keep Riri away from the exes you told your mom you'd be bringing your girlfriend you assumed she'd tell them they couldn't come but as she would say "that's so mean I can't tell them not to come plus I cooked all this food!" You also weren't going to spoil your fun because some past relationships didn't end well. You look at your sister, her boyfriend, your mama and her husband and you smile "just so y'all know we're getting that money it's hard to come by money for a college student."

You grab Riri and unbutton your pants she glances down "what are you doing?" She asks grabbing your belt keeping it around your waist you laugh and grab her hands "my pants are too tight to be tryna twerk don't worry I got boy shorts on" she sucks her teeth "that's still yo drawers" you turn around and give her a quick peck "suck it up" you pull the pants off and your mama hollers as your sister changes into some shorts "fuck yeahhhhh!" You smile at her she shakes her head and your mom continues the music. "Get behind me" Riri is in disbelief just a moment ago everything was normal but now it was just about to turn into a whole club if she wanted someone to grind on her belt y'all could have went to a party close to campus she wasn't expecting this... But a good twenty dollars could do her some good Lord look what the money make a bitch do.

Your sister's boyfriend looks just as confused and uncomfortable as Riri and it was funny to watch that would help you win this twenty dollars because you know when Riri got comfortable oh she was going to act a fool and really be the life of the party.

And she gon' shake it, like a red nose

Li-li-li-li-like a red nose

You feel her hands grab your hips and guide them against her jeans "oh shit okay! Y'all doing a little something but not enough!" You place both hands on the wall and twerk to the beat Riri is behind you focused as fuck trying to keep up.

That booty talkin' to me, what that shit say?

Shake it for the dojo I'm the sensei

Once you wobble on my song, on replay

Almost got 'er at house, up off Kingsway

"oh Riri you looking sad!" your mom and you laugh because Riri believes she is trying her best "twenty dollars you want it don't you?" Riri sucks her teeth and nods "then act like it" after a while Riri really gets into it not worrying about what anybody else is doing just you and her she's matching your pace and anticipating when you'll slow down.

All this money on me

Come and take it from a G

All she tryna do is get naked (Naked)

And she gon' shake it, like a red nose

You throwing and Riri is catching it like she just was made to do this hand on your ass guiding it to the beat she's so full in it she's completely forgot this was for money and that she was in front of your folks and she did not give one damn. Your mom stops the music "drumroll please!" Everyone pats their thighs Riri just looks back confused as hell. Your mom tucks a lil twenty in the side of your boy shorts and you do a little happy dance "aye aye" Riri laughs and shakes her head she also gives a twenty to Riri causing her to do a little happy dance too before planting a kiss on your lips. You two act way too much alike. After dinner everyone helps put the food up and clean up before finally departing and saying good bye's you come eye to eye with your mom.

"You said she was shy" you laugh and nod "she is until she gets comfortable" your mom looks her up and down and smiles "okay miss Riri Williams don't act all shy next time!" Riri laughs and covers her face "it was nice meeting you all" Riri goes in for a handshake and is pulled in for a hug "at least we know "genius" doesn't mean nerd" comments your mom's husband causing you to laugh you hug them both and kiss your mama on the cheek.

"I love y'all please take care and tell lil sis go suck it because for once I win!" You yell loud enough for her to hear "fuck you!" She yells back and your mama shakes her head "watch your motherfucking mouth don't be sorry do better!" You laugh and grab your keys "we gotta go."

Riri shakes her head "uh uh miss thing put them damn pants on" she snatches the twenty out of your boy shorts and puts it in her pocket as you pull on your pants and laugh grabbing your belt. "Keep her in check" yells your mom as you both approach the car Riri laughs and nods "yes ma'am!" You unlock the car door as your mom shuts the house door.

"You made it seem like your folks was bad I enjoyed myself" you smile "good because that might be th-" you're interrupted by an agitating voice causing you to groan "ayo Y/n" you turn around and glance at your ex then at Riri "yeah?" She looks Riri up and down in a kind of disappointed way "your new bitch ain't as cute as I thought she'd be... So you leave the hood studs alone and get with a smart bitch who what? Probably wear dresses just so you know sis she get a new bitch every two months she'll get tired of you." You glance at Riri who is the unbothered queen she is "it's been four months sis you do a whole bunch of talking to be a bitch she got rid of." You start the car and close the door "go be bitter and made somewhere else we don't fucking care" you say flipping her off you roll the window up and speed off "where the fuck my twenty dollars at?" Riri laughs while you're being dead serious "I don't throw this ass for free give me money mane!" You say with your palm out.

A/n: the readers family is based on mine because well I don't really know anything else. More like my aunty who used to have twerk battles when she was drunk....I have a very interesting family so let's just say this is a shit post and baby it's ghetto as hell. (This is how I grew up so enjoy.)

[cositapreciosa]

You & Me III

Gilbert 'Gilly' Lopez x ex-army!reader, the usual for the show, 4316 words

a/n : first time i've made a third part of anything? hope it still slaps

You can find the masterlist here !

Tagging my Gilly people @narcolini @drabbles-mc <3

‘’ God damn it, woman. ‘’

You knew that would come, but you didn’t expect it to be the second you stepped out of the car. You thought you could have sneaked your way past the garage, past Gil and straight into the clubhouse, hoping EZ would be there, but turns out that all the bombs, the gunshots and even the missing muffler on his truck weren’t enough to damage his hearing. You couldn’t figure out why his ears weren’t ringing when yours were almost all the time now. You can hear him mumbling as he walks your way.

‘’ I told you to stay put. That I would take care of this. ‘’

You can tell he is angry, and as much as you would like to pretend not to hear him, and walk away, you can’t. You close the door, and when you turn around, he is in front of you, tall and shoulders pushed back. He looks good in his uniform, a dark grey jumpsuit that he is wearing with the sleeves tied to his hips. You can tell he has stained his tank top again, despite the dark colour and telling him he needed to stock up on Oxiclean.

‘’ Hi, baby, I missed you, baby? ‘’

He ignores your attempt to smooth this out, arm moving behind your left side to pull the door of the truck open, the metal door missing your hip by an inch. Deciding to borrow his pick-up truck might have been pushing your luck too, but there is nothing he can do about it now. He points to the driver’s seat.

‘’ You’re going to sit your ass back down, and you’re going to go home, baby. ‘’

‘’ I’m not. ‘’

‘’ You- ‘’

He bites his tongue, you can tell, see it roll in his mouth. You like to rile him up, of course you do, especially because he falls for it each time. He better gear up today, because you are determined. You will talk to Alvarez, or maybe EZ, whichever is here, whichever would listen to what you have to say. Gil takes a deep breath as he takes a step forward, chest pressing into yours, silently and slowly trying to push you back into the car. When don’t move, sneakers pressing into the gravel, he talks again.

‘’ You are unbelievable. I’ve got two cars on the lifts, I don’t have time for this- ‘’

‘’ Yo, Gilly, gotta stop bailing on me like that, man. ‘’

Coco walks out of the garage, cigarette between his lips, hat pushed back. His hair has grown longer since the last time you saw him, just past his shoulders. He smiles when he sees you.

‘’ Sup, girl. How you been? ‘’

He doesn’t seem to notice the tension in both your bodies, a position that could easily be mistaken for some welcoming hug. A weird one, really, one where you are pushing back against a human wall, one where Gil could force you inside if he decided to do it. His knuckles are white from gripping the door, he knows he can’t just shoo you away anymore, that the boys will want to talk to you, ask you how you’ve been doing, if they fixed the leaking sink alright.

‘’ Been good, Coco, thank you. How bout you? ‘’

‘’ Same ol’ shit, mama. Are you here only for the big man or you came for us losers too? ‘’

You snort at that, using the momentum to slither past Gil, letting him close the door in defeat behind you. You hear him grunt something in return, but you don’t give him the attention of turning around. Coco crush the rest of his cigarette under his foot, he is smiling again, clearly happy with the joke he just made.

‘’ I came for Ava, but Gil told me she left this morning, so I bullied the big man into buying me a beer before his lunch break instead. ‘’

A straight-up lie, and Gil has to know you are lying, you are convinced it is written on your forehead. Big letters, bold and coloured. Coco doesn’t seem to notice it, though, doesn’t even move over the fact that Ava wasn’t even here this morning, as he lights another cigarette. You like Coco, you find him funny, smart, kind, and you realize you hate lying to him. It is probably because he took care of the body that night, telling you that he would take care of it. Maybe you feel guilty that it has come to light, guilty about how he might feel about it when the truth comes out.

‘’ Go spend his money, girl. He has to be back in an hour though. ‘’

‘’ Duly noted, chief. ‘’

He smiles at that, hand clasping on your shoulder in goodbye before walking back to the garage. You can feel Gil’s presence behind you, all warmth and anger. You don’t like giving him the cold shoulder, but you know you have to rip the bandage off, figure this whole thing out and find a solution before it is too late. You still wish it could be wrong, that Marco’s information is wrong, that they did find a body, just not that body. What a weird fucking day already. You and Jacob's endless hunt for his lost homework right before having to leave for school, coffee spilling on your jeans on the way to the club, using the silent treatment on your man and confessing to a murder in front of illegal bikers.

You look at him over your shoulder only to find out he is already looking down at you. Don’t do it, it means, but you know you have to.

‘’ I’m gonna go in there, ‘’ you begin, ‘’ and I’m going to sit at the table and tell Alvarez everything. I want you to do it with me. ‘’

His gaze breaks away from yours, meeting a point far away in the distance. You know you are pushing him into something he wanted to wait for, but you can’t spend another sleepless night over this. Not when you woke up every hour or so, walking to the door to make sure it is locked, hand reaching in your nightstand to feel the cool metal of the gun that is tucked in there.

He motions for you to walk, chin pointing to the door, towards the clubhouse. You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, relieved.

‘’ You got my back on this? ‘’ you ask.

‘’ Always. ‘’

The clubhouse still smells of old wood and liquor, just like you remember it. You have been here before, seated at the bar with Gil, tagging along to celebrate whoever’s birthday or whatever event needed tequila shots and cigars. It always felt cozy, in your opinion, mostly because it belonged to them, every piece of it, every memorabilia and every bullet hole that splintered the walls. You understand why Gil loves this place every time you push the doors, why it reminds him of the army, the nostalgia of it.

You are greeted as soon as you come in, hello’s from behind the bar, the pool table. You had felt confident on the way here, fingers gripped tightly on the wheel, telling Gil you would get in there with or without him, but whatever is twisting your insides now feels like nervousness, impatient to get this over with. You feel Gil’s hand on your back, showing you forward, past the doorstep. His fingers are warm on your back, heavy, brushing the skin peaking between your shorts and your shirt.

‘’ Do you think it would be better if you took the lead from here? ‘’ you ask him.

You know it would make him feel good to be in control, to be able to take the reigns on this one. He squeezes the side of your hip in response, his warmth leaving as soon as it arrived as he moves around you and towards the hallway to your right, the one you know leads to Templo, disappearing from your sight. You usually wouldn’t ask for help, you would deal with it on your own, swallow the anxiety, the nerves and jump in, but asking for help is something you have done more than usual the past few months. You always wait for it to come back and bite you, reminding you of why you stopped doing it in the first place, but it hasn’t, not yet.

‘’ Can I get you anything to drink, sweetheart? ‘’

Cielo catches your eyes behind the bar, torso leaning over the counter, wiping away any spilled liquid. You smile, and you hope she doesn’t notice that it is forced, that your fists are closed so tight you think your nails might break the skin.

‘’ I’m all good, thanks. Just waiting for Gilly. ‘’

Gilly. It still feels weird to say it like they do. It has always been Gil, ranger, or any insults that fitted the need at the time. He never took any of it personally, of course, but he was always quick to answer something witty in response. Another minute passes, and he is back in front of you just as fast as he had left, one hand sliding in yours, prying open your tensed fingers.

‘’ Come with me. ‘’

And you do, following him into the hallway, posters and license plates decorating the walls. The air is heavy, and the more your steps bring you toward the doorway, the more you can feel your heart in your throat. Your hand hasn’t left Gil’s, fingers wrapped so hard around his tattooed ones he might think you are scared he would let go. Deep breath in, deep breath out. You let him pull you further in, almost bumping into his back when he stops in front of a woven basket, reaching into his back pocket to drop his phone into it.

‘’ You got your cell? ‘’

You nod, rapidly reaching into your pocket to place your phone next to his.

‘’ Good, ‘’ he swallows, ‘’ You got your gun? ‘’

‘’ I don’t? Look, Gil, if I’m making anyone uncomfortable, I can just… ‘’

You can just what? Go home? Actually get your gun and wait for the wave to come crashing? You watch him adjust the sunglasses on top of his head.

‘’ This is just protocol, you’re good, Alvarez said he would listen to what we had to say. I told him that Marco came by the house. He had already heard something about a missing brother. ‘’

Just as he finishes, he takes a step closer to you, coming back into your personal space. You didn’t expect him to kiss you, warm lips against yours, with his hand under your chin. It makes your body shiver despite the heat, toes curling and craving for more. When he pulls away, he is smiling. You are not sure why, looking at the circumstances, but God, God, maybe you do love him for real, maybe it isn’t in your head or it is routine from being around too long, maybe-

‘’ Hey. Everything is going to be fine, take a deep breath. ‘’

And you do, because he tells you to, because his hand is warm behind your ear. You nod, I’m good, you want to tell him, let’s do this. You know he reads you like an open book, hand squeezing the back of your neck in encouragement before he turns to face the stained glass door.

The air seems thicker inside the Templo, barely any light, dark leather chairs, and cigarette smoke filling the air. Alvarez sits at the end of the table, watching as Gil sends you toward one side of the table while he goes for the other. You take a seat in front of your man, El Padrino on your right. You had met Marcus two times before, the first time when you had met everyone else for Angel’s birthday at the clubhouse, the other after you had stumbled upon his wife in the grocery store, a sweet woman was quick to invite Gil and you for a barbecue at their house.

The third time is today, just as you are about to tell him the truth, what you have been bottling up for weeks now, the blood that still stains your nails. Nothing Marcus hasn’t done before, you can easily guess. It feels weird the more you think about it, how your lives are similar in many ways, but different in so many others. It is Gil that breaks the silence, forearms leaning on the table. His eyes meet yours for a brief second. Behave.

‘’ Thank you, Padrino, for meeting with us. ‘’

Marcus acknowledges him with a grunt, a brief nod. If Gil notices the astonishment that paints your face he doesn’t let it show. Whatever boot-licking, democratic bullshit this is, you are already over it, but you let him speak, mostly because you told him you would. It is rarely his thing to lay low, lick boots and follow the rules, maybe the two of you have just gotten too old for it. But Alvarez doesn’t answer him, he turns to you instead, Gil discarded as quickly as he had started.

‘’ So, this has to do with the missing brother they found in the state park? ‘’

‘’ Maybe? I mean- I don’t know if that’s where they buried him. ‘’

‘’ They? ‘’

Marcus is intimidating, unreadable, pulling on his smoke every once in a while. He seems unbothered, and that makes you nervous. You don’t know how much you should tell him or how much Gil planned to tell him. You wouldn’t want to put any of them under fire of any kind, especially when they did all of this out of the kindness of their heart. You could have been anyone that night, but they helped anyway. Your eyes flicker to Gil, his hands are crossed in front of him and he is looking at you, fingers twitching for a smoke. You wish you could tell him to have one, that you'll allow it this time, that he doesn’t have to hide them in the inside pocket of his uniform. He motions to you to keep going as he eventually pulls one out.

‘’ Coco and Creeper. I needed the help and Gil called them. ‘’

Marcus hums, crushing the end of his cigar against the ashtray. ‘’ And help with what? ‘’

He is pulling it out of you, question by question. This feels like an interrogation, and in a way it is, nothing you haven’t done before, nothing you haven’t gone through before. It tingles inside of you, the adrenaline that pumps in your veins just at the mere thought of it. You try to remind yourself that this is a safe place, that you are home, but still, your arms feel heavy, neck muscles tensing. You try to swallow it down, readjusting in your chair. If Marcus wants the truth, the whole story, you’ll give it to him.

‘’ A dead body, the one I murdered. ‘’

You can see the twitch in his eyebrows, the surprise hidden deep behind his brown eyes. He didn’t expect you to tell that fast you bet, but that means he has been underestimating you so far.

‘’ I was doing mercs jobs in Fresno for a few months, that’s where I met him- ‘’

‘’ What the fuck? ‘’

The cold that drips from his words is like an ice bucket in your face. You had almost forgotten that Gil was there, silently watching from his side of the table. As you look at him, you can see the anger in his eyes, the shock moving across his face. Wait.

‘’ I thought you knew? I left Santo Padre for a job, I told Rea about it. ‘’

‘’ And you thought she would tell me? Snitch on you while you were back on this bullshit? You told me you would stop. ‘’

You don’t have an answer to give him, because you did tell him you would try, but that was a year ago, when life had started to feel good again, until it wasn’t, until you felt that need to run again. They are using you, he used to say, they don’t fucking care if you come back alive. He was right, but what he didn’t understand was that you didn’t care either if you did or not. Bills needed to be paid, dark thoughts and memories more easily buried under the clicking sound of ammunition and the smell of gunpowder. Gil is leaning across the table, chair pulled back a few inches, and if you didn’t know him, you would think he was ready to jump, hands on throat.

You don’t have an answer to give him, but you still open your mouth, hoping to find something to say. Marcus cuts you before you can.

‘’ And then what? ‘’

He is looking at Gil, and you figure he is telling him to back off, to calm down. Surprisingly he does, pressing back into his chair, huffing. You close your fists under the table, hoping the pain will bring you back into the room with them.

‘’  Then he was an abusive bitch, and he tried to kill me, so I did him first. ‘’

You can still hear the thumping in your ears, feel the split skin of your knuckles as you continue.

‘’ I didn’t know he was SAMCRO. I’m here so we can find a solution. ‘’

You finally meet Gil’s eyes across the table. He feels so far away, miles and miles when he is only at arm's length if you reached far enough. You crave his touch, you realize, you want him to hold you like he does at night, tucked in his chest, nose pressed against his shirt. It would smell like him, your favourite detergent, that Irish soap he uses in the shower.

‘’ I know what this would mean for the club if they think it’s your guys who did it. I don’t want this to happen. ‘’

You feel it in the back of your head, those thoughts that make you think that this is wrong, this is what happens when you stay for too long, when you stop and start thinking too much. The crescent nail-shaped wounds in your palms hurt. You are not sure how you knock out of it, but you are back, and Gil still sits in front of you, deep brown eyes observing you. You can tell he noticed it, how far away you were, barely a second. Alvarez turns to him.

‘’ I have already talked to Tig. The Fresno charter does think we’ve done it, and Marco has confirmed that they did find some evidence that points to us. ‘’ I don’t want to run again, please don’t make me do it again.  ‘’ I’ve been told his brother doesn’t seem that bothered, but he does want reparation. ‘’

‘’ Whatever he wants, but I’m keeping my fingers. ‘’

That makes him crack a smile, barely pulling at the side of his lips. He can laugh if he wants, but you are dead serious. You have met Chucky before, and even though he is a nice man, got a good job, that is not a sacrifice you are willing to do.

‘’ Cash seemed fine with him, if it’s fine with you. ‘’

‘’ How much? ‘’ Gil is quick to ask.

‘’ Hundred thousand. ‘’

‘’ That’s insane. She was fighting back, not- ‘’

El Padrino raises his hand, asking for silence he is rapidly met with. What surprises you is when Alvarez asks him to leave, even more so when Gilly actually does it, reluctantly, of course, but nonetheless. You can’t stay in this room if he isn’t, because you know you can’t deal with Marcus alone. You are panicking just at the idea of it, like a dog being left behind. The room feels smaller suddenly, and just as your knees lock, ready to stand up and walk away with Gil, Marcus stops you.

‘’ No. ‘’ Is all he says, ‘’ You’re staying. ‘’

Both of you watch as your man crushes his cigarette against the ashtray, giving you a brave nod before closing the door behind him. When Marcus’s attention is back on you, you can tell he is asking if you can do it, if you have enough. Gil was right on this one, it is insane, no one carries that much money in cash, not you. Your teeth are piercing your bottom lips, maybe you could spare a finger or two, you think, maybe you could do that.

‘’ I can get you 15 thousand in a few days. Not more than twenty if you give me a week. ‘’

The silence is deafening, you can hear the buzzing from the overhead lights. You are ready to pay your debt if that is what SAMCRO expects of you, any way they see fit, you stopped trying to change people’s minds a long time ago. There's no point in lying to Alvarez, even if you try, a hundred thousand dollars is just too much.

‘’ So you have a military background? ‘’

You frown. You don’t understand what this has to do with all of this.

‘’ Yes. Gil and I were in the same unit for years. ‘’

Friendship, lovers, everything in between, rangers in death and life. He takes a cigarette out of his pack, offering you one. You think about accepting it, only for a second, long enough that he can see the hesitation in your eyes before you decline.

‘’ We could use someone with your skills. ‘’ he begins, ‘’ Sharp, quick. ‘’

The smoke dries your eyes when he exhales. You know what he is offering, a type of work you have done before, something you’re good at, something that Gil would have said no to if he had stayed. Alvarez is offering you a chance to say yes, to make your own decision.

‘’ I could loan you the eighty-five thousand you need, drop it all off to SAMCRO, but you’d be in our debt. ‘’

I need to ask Gil, I need to know if this is fair, if this is legit, I need-

‘’ Can I sleep on it? ‘’

‘’ As long as you want, until they’re tired of waiting. ‘’

You don’t remember when or how you left the room, if Alvarez even told you you could leave, but before you know it you are passing the stained glass door, phone back in hand. Gil is not at the bar when you turn the corner, and you hate that it crosses your mind for a second that he left you, took his shit and drove away in anger. You know it’s not true, that you are thinking too much again. Too much thinking, too much-

You push the door open, fresh air in your lungs, the sun prickling your eyes. You want to cry, to fall on your knees and sob all of it away. All of the stress, the images that pass behind your eyes every time you close them, the ringing in your ears.

I want to go home. It’s the first thing you tell him when you reach the truck, where he is leaning against the hood, sunglasses covering his eyes. You can see the panic on his face, the way your own has crashed on him like waves. I want to go home, please, I can’t-

‘’ Hey, hey, it’s all good, I’ll drive you home, baby.  ‘’

Breathe, you can’t breathe. You only seem to be able to when he eventually brings you to the passenger side, when you feel the leather on your thighs, when the drilling noise coming from the garage finally stops as he closes the door.

Can I sleep on it?

You told Alvarez that you would do it, let them use those skills of yours as they saw fit, you do remember that now. Eighty-five thousand dollars in exchange for your life. Is it really how much you are worth?

As long as you want, until they’re tired of waiting.

You don’t feel like telling Gil, admitting to him that you took what looks like the easy way out. No out in glory and blood, guns blazing. It feels like you are out of high school all over again, passing in front of that army booth. Good pay, insurance, good pension, holding that blue disposable pen as you sign your life away for the next six years. We could use someone like you, with your knowledge. Same old shit, new leadership.

‘’ Would you think I fucked up, ‘’ you whisper as he buckles his seatbelt, ‘’ If I told you I made a deal with Alvarez? ‘’

You can see him bite his tongue, the clench in his jaw at your words. He knows to eat his words and think about it before he answers, and you are grateful for it. You couldn’t take it if he had said the first thing that came to his mind. You can’t stop your leg from shaking, up and down, up and-

‘’ Of course not. ‘’ He says, gently pressing his hand on your thigh.

You immediately feel better when he turns the corner and drives out of the yard, his palm caressing your skin in an effort to show comfort, understanding. Of course not, he says again and again, like it would fix the panic in your chest. You hope he means it, that with all his heart he thinks that it’s true.

Of course not, baby.

[dirtybitfic]

finally pt.2 ( chris sturniolo) ⚠️ spanking, belts , punishments , aftercare

(Song theme for this part )

As Chris is relentlessly pounding into you you start to reach back trying to push him off because he’s just so fucking deep . This causes him to grab your arms and pin them behind your back making you now fully immobile and at his mercy .

“ what did I fucking say y/n your gonna fucking take it he grunts and shoves his hips so hard that you scream as he comes down to your ear and your gonna fucking . Thank. Me “

“Yes daddy I’m sorry your just so big and so deep” he starts going at an agonizing pace stroking so deep that it’s driving you crazy and your start huffing out of annoyance missing him pounding the fuck out of you please daddyyyy you moan he smacks your ass so hard you feel the ripples through your back please what slut

Harder faster anything just give me more you whine out that’s what I fucking thought Chris says and starts going even harder and faster than before you start to scream and try kicking your feet but his legs just shove yours down harder nah uh slut im giving you exactly what you begged for so your gonna fucking take it Chris says now thank me

Your trying so hard to thank him but the only thing that comes out of your mouth are squeaks and moans Come in y/n you have the count of three to say thank you or I will grab a belt from the closet and spank you so hard you won’t be able to sit for a week

1… 2…. Chris starts

I …. Mmmmmm. … DADDY PLEASE GOD I …. MMMM

3 Chris ends . I tried to warn you y/n but you just couldn’t listen

What Chris didn’t know is that you wanted him to do it the thought made you so incredibly wet as he keeps pounding you. You start screaming as he continuously hits your g spot so deep and fast that you feel another orgasm building and you know this one is gonna be the death of you

“ yeah I can feel you tightening around me slut you gonna cum again all over my dick?” Chris says “ yes daddyyy…. FU-FUCK ME JESUS FUCKING CHRIST IM SO CLOSE” “ Your gonna cum with me like a good little girl okay” “ YES DADDYS FUCK “ chris starts counting down from 10 this makes you almost cum even from the fact he counting you down to your orgasm and that is another kink you have “ 5 *deep thrust *4 oh my Fuck baby.. 3 … FUCK DADDY MMMMM 2 he grunts 1 cun for me slut oh fuckkkkkkk god DAMN

FUCK DADDDYYYYY yours legs are shaking so hard at this point as he’s grunting deeply in your ear while he’s finishing coming down from his high

He lets go of your arm and slowly pulls out you lay there still dizzy from your mind blowing orgasm as u hear his footsteps walking away and a door opening you almost forgot about the whole belt thing this made your heart start to race your body was already so tired and you knew his belt was gonna be rough he warned you and you didn’t listen but you both secretly knew why

You heard his step come back and you look over your shoulder to see he threw on some sweats that show his deep ass v line making you horny all over again Get up slut your gonna lay across my knee and count with me as my belt leaves mark on that ass

You try and stand up but your legs just start shaking uncontrollably and buckle under you weight he grabs you arms and he sits down and looks at you with a sadistic smile which makes your stomach drop he looks so fucking hot yet absolutely terrifying at the same time. He pulls you down so your over his knee “ okay y/n your gonna count each lash and your gonna thank me every . Single .time am I understood “you took a shaking breathe “ yes daddy” “ Aww don’t sound so pathetic gorgeous… you brought this on yourself” the first slash came down causing your hips to buck and you to cry out 1 .. thank you da-daddy another 2 this one being a little harder making you tear up thank you 3 ahh you moan slash scream thank-k yo-you daddy “that’s it slut your doing so good by your 6th thank you you were crying and the sting was almost unbearable SEVEN JESUS FUCK you scream out tears pouring out of your eyes none stop …TEN OH GOD THANK YOU FUCK THANK YOU DADDY you scream out thanking god it was finally over he tried to rub the welts to make them feel better but it hurt to much and you bucked and screamed out his name so he stopped . He helped you stand up and hoisted your tired body to the bathroom connected to his room he set you down on the toilet as he started a hot bath “ Go pee while I grab you a sweatshirt to throw on after the bath okay sweetheart” chris says as he gives you a soft peck on the head and walks out you finish peeing and he comes back in . While you had been sitting there you thought about how funny it was that he could go from and absolute sadist to the sweetest guy in the matter of minutes

He hoisted you up and helped you into the bath then took off his pants and slipped in behind you . You relaxed into his chest and leaned your head back and he drew figure eights on your chest you started giggling which caused him to pause “ why are you laughing and says while he giggles a little “ oh nothing just that I realized your the first man whose ever made me orgasm” “ wait… REALLY “ chris asked “ yeah and that was by far the best sex I’ve ever had in my life I had a feeling you’d be freaky but Jesus Christ am I shocked” “ haha yeah I hope it wasn’t too much” “ no not at all I loved it your also the first guys who’s givin me the sex and dominance I’ve wanted for so long” “ we’ll I’m glad you enjoyed it cause holy fuck i definitely did” you both just smiled and relaxed into each other “ y/n I’m so glad I met you you’re exactly the girl I’ve been waiting for “ you turn to look at him and smile “ I completely agree you said giving him a sweet kiss then ask if you can get out since the water was starting to get Luke warm he got out first and gave you a hand out and helped you dry off while you put your hair up into a messy bun and he slid the sweat shirt over your head you both went back into the room as he changed the sheets and you layed down you grabbed your phone and saw you had a million missed texts from Sam you decided to call her back since the party was definitely over by now it had been 4 HOURS OMG. Sam immediately answered

“ y/n you’ll never guess who’s bed I’m in rightnow”

“ Sam you’ll never guess who’s bed IM in rightnow”

On the count of three well both Say who okay

chris is just standing there silently laughing to him self about it.

3…2…1

I’m in Matt’s bedroom rn

I’m in Chris’s bedroom rn

WAIT SAM DID YOU SAY MATT

Wait did you say CHRIS

Biiiiiitch Sam said

BIIIIITCH you said to Sam

I’m literally right down the hall from you can we come and say hi I haven’t heard or seen from you in 4 fucking hours girl what the fuck were you doing ?😼

Yeah come on down and bring waters with you Mathew chris said gotcha Matt called

Sam and Matt came in “ jesus what happened to your face” Matt asked “ your brother that’s what happened “ him and Chris started laughing manically as him and Sam sat down on the couch by Chris’s window and y’all just talked Sam looked at you and smirked you just nodded and she said you guys had to spill later . Matt asked if you could hand him the blanket from the end of the bed you just awkwardly laughed and said “ no can do buddy my body is not functioning enough for getting up right now” you all just laughed and Chris handed it to him and you all talked and laughed until the sun came up

I’m just being silly and devious thought I would catch y’all of guard with this song at the end🫦🤟🏼

(Yeahhhh anyways so that was a lot idek what the fuck that was my 20 year old Ass was feeling real devious hope you liked and if not whateva)

💋❤️🤠

[gothgril69]

Helsinki — levi ackerman/reader (posted to ao3)

minors / ageless blogs / blank blogs - do not interact

tags : alternateuniverse!cyberpunk, you're a netrunner, levi is a corpo, fixer kenny, levi makes you cum with your clothes on, top!leviackerman, protective!leviackerman, soft!leviackerman, gentledom!leviackerman, vaginal fingering, anal fingering, claiming, creampie, smut, technically a sad ending, i cried

word count : 9.2k

summary : Levi rescues you from your bad situation with your fixer Kenny. You just didn't expect to fall in love with him.

Helsinki: the one place on earth the nuclear war didn't reach.

The first time Levi sees you is on the subway on his way to work. He can’t take his eyes off you; the way the black bodysuit you’re wearing clings to your skin, the way your thigh high boots squeeze your thighs just right. But that’s not what captures his attention most – you’re pickpocketing people.

He can’t spot any chrome on you, but you do have an undercut and he immediately pins that you’re a Netrunner. It doesn’t make sense why you would be pickpocketing people if you were. He watches you work, silently walking by unsuspecting people as you grab something out of their pockets, even sometimes ejecting their chipware if they’re oblivious enough. He hopes you’re not brave enough to come near him, but he wouldn’t blame you if you tried.

You seem daring enough to approach someone who appears to be a regular corpo minding his business on his way to work, but Levi is anything but. He remembers being in your position a few years ago, only owing his success now to Erwin after he got caught trying to eject his chip with no chrome to help him out. Erwin had spun around immediately, using his Gorilla Arm to pick up Levi like he was a rag doll before he could even get the chip out.

Now he was on his way to work for the man.

You make a sudden move that catches Levi’s attention. You’re moving to get off the subway and he ignores his urge to follow you, to see what you’re going to do with everything you’ve stolen, but he remains in place – he has work.

—

You hop out of the subway doors, landing on the platform and pushing your way through the crowd of people waiting to get on. It was a busy travel day – perfect for looting to sell to the big guy. Managing to snag a couple chips should ensure that he’s happy with you, that he won’t skimp out on the eddies he owes you so you can actually pay rent this month.

You look around before sneaking through a back alley to avoid the cameras all over the streets. This is one of the only dark zones you know of and it just so happens to be where Kenny is located and waiting for you. You slip through the metal door after scanning your wrist, ensuring you’re not being followed.

“About time you damn brat,” Kenny rasps from the other room. You roll your eyes, ignoring the attitude you always receive when you know he’ll be happy to see you anyway.

“Managed to snag a couple chips,” you state, emptying your pockets on the table in the middle of the room. A couple chips, some corpo wallets they still carry around, and some small knives you managed to grab off of one guy. Kenny comes up behind you, placing his hands on your hips so your ass is rubbing against his crotch – you refrain from kicking him in the balls, used to how handsy he gets when you visit.

“You really earned it this time, doll,” he rasps in your ear, tucking a strand of your hair behind as he does.

“You owe me five thousand eddies, Kenny,” you state, turning around to face him. He puts his hands on the table behind you, closing you in his arms like a cage.

“You’re gettin’ greedy now, aren’t ya?” He smirks down at you, his face merely inches away from your own as his Kiroshi Optic Eye stares back at you.

“It’s just what you promised,” you state plainly, managing to hide the attitude that wants to creep forward so badly.

He sighs and backs off of you – you release a quiet breath you didn’t realize you were holding. He turns around and rummages through a metal bin in the corner of the room, but you can’t tell what he’s looking for.

“I got a new Netdriver for you,” Kenny states. You internally groan, knowing immediately where this is headed. “Arasaka Mark Four. You know this shit is hard to get.” He turns around to face you, a small red chip between his fingers like he’s holding a cigarette. “I’ll give you four and you’ll do some netrunning for me to get two more.”

“Kenny,” you groan, “I need the five eddies now. I got rent to pay you bastard.” 

“You hardly brought me anything. It’d be two if those chips weren’t sittin’ there,” he drawls.

You clench and unclench your jaw, relenting and stomping over to Kenny. You snatch the chip from between his fingers. “Let’s get this shit over with.” You ignore the dirty smirk on his face and walk to his back room where he’s got his set up, three monitors staring you in the face and a chair for you to lie on while he hooks you up. “You should be paying me more for this shit,” you snap at him and lay down on the chair with a scowl directed his way.

“We both know you ain’t goin’ nowhere,” he laughs.

You don’t comment on how wrong he is. You’re going to get the hell out of Night City if it’s the last thing you do and Kenny will burn without you. He slides his wheeled stool behind you and pops the chip into your neck where your hair is usually laying and lifts up the panel where your undercut is to hardwire you in. Your eyes gloss over when you connect, and you sink into darkness.

—

Levi sees you again on the same subway two weeks later, but this time you’re focused on getting chips and he assumes your fixer wasn’t too happy with your loot last time. You’re being quicker about it and simply ejecting them as you walk by without lingering as much as you did last time. It looks like you’ve got some kind of device in your wrist that lets you hover over their neck and pull it out without even trying. He doesn’t recognize it, something from the streets that wasn’t around a few years back and definitely nothing Militech rated.

You still haven’t made a move on him and he wonders if you’ve even noticed him or if you’ve determined he’s not worth the risk since he’s an obvious corpo. His tailored black suit and polished dress shoes give it away, along with his crisp undercut that he always keeps styled the way he likes it. Levi has always been this way; clean and polished. It’s helped him more times than he can count when he was running like you.

The subway stops and you’re moving to get out again – this time Levi follows you. He can’t ignore the urge after seeing you a second time and calls Erwin as he’s stepping off.

“Levi?” Erwin answers immediately – Levi rarely calls.

“I’m going to be late. Something came up,” he doesn’t bother with an excuse, too focused on keeping an eye on you. You’re wearing a black cropped jacket today and you’ve put the hood over your head, hiding your features, but he’s already observed you enough to remember your intriguing appearance. 

“You okay?” Levi hears shuffling on the other line, assuming Erwin is packing his stuff in case he needs help.

“I’m good. Don’t interrupt your own shit. I’ll be there soon.” Levi hangs up the phone before he can respond.

—

You’re practically running at this point. You’ve gained the attention of a fucking corpo and he’s on your ass – he thinks he’s being stealthy, but you feel like he’s breathing down your neck. Your hood is up, hiding the Arasaka chip Kenny had left in your neck and you’re trying your best to act as if the man behind you isn’t freaking you the fuck out.

You spot an alleyway that you know has a blind spot and make an abrupt turn, hoping he’ll follow you inside. You spin around when you feel his presence close in, a dagger gripped in your hand. He stops in place as soon as you spin around and raise your dagger in attempts to press it against his neck and question him, but he quickly blocks it with his arm, your dagger coming into contact with metal – he’s got chrome, and he’s smart enough to fucking hide it.

You drop your dagger into your other hand and flip it so you can try and slash at him, causing your hood to fall back onto your shoulders as he grabs your wrist so hard the dagger drops to the ground.

“Stop,” he grits out, squeezing both of your wrists and looking at you with a dark rage in his eyes.

You stop struggling, realizing your own strength is hopeless to whatever chrome he has going on underneath that suit. “Why are you following me?” you snap, eyebrows furrowed with anger. 

“I just wanna talk,” he supplies unhelpfully.

“Why should I talk to some corpo scum?” you scoff at him. He’s still holding your wrists painfully hard – you know you’ll bruise, but you keep your expression vexed.

“Who’s your fixer?” he ignores your insult, instead scowling when you start struggling again.

“Let me go, you fucking gonk,” you spit at him. You try to hide your surprise when he actually does, stumbling back slightly with wide eyes and looking up at him.

“I know you’re not a fucking joytoy, and you sure as hell aren’t a weefle,” he states as he crosses his arms and stares you down. “So who the hell is your fixer?”

“Why the hell do you care?” You cross your arms defiantly – you’ll die before you rat Kenny out, or else you’ll be dead anyway. “You don’t look like you work for Arasaka, and it’s definitely not Militech, so who the fuck are you?”

He ignores your questions again – you’re getting really tired of that. “You’ve been chippin’ people on that subway since two weeks ago. Just give me his handle – not like I know where every fixer in this city is.”

You stare him down. He’s clearly not a normal corpo – he has too many skills to be one – and he’s been watching you without you even realizing it. For all you know he could know where Kenny is anyway. “What’s your name?” you ask instead, avoiding his question now. If he wants you to trust him you’re going to need a hell of a lot more information.

“Levi,” he states plainly, without hesitation. “Yours?”

You’re quiet for a moment. “Ace.” Nobody calls you by your real name anymore anyway.

Levi pauses for a moment. “Ace. If you don’t want to tell me who your fixer is then come with me instead.”

“Now I know you’re fucking delusional,” you laugh. “You think he won’t have my head for missing one of my meetings? I’m already late because of you.”

“Fine. I’ll give you five thousand eddies to meet me at Riot tonight,” he promises.

You can’t help it when your jaw drops. “I’m not a member, if you haven’t guessed already, and five thousand eddies is a little fucking ridiculous just for me to meet you there. What’s the catch?”

“No catch,” he smirks at you. “I’ll send twenty-five-hundred now and you’ll get the second half when I see you there – plus whatever you want to drink or eat, on me.”

You scowl at him and press on the chip in your neck, sending your information to him so he can send you the money as you shove past him. Worst case, you get some eddies and you don’t have to do any netrunning today for Kenny and you just won’t show up to collect the rest.

“I’ll see you tonight,” he tells you as you round the corner and go into the streets.

—

It’s stupid, really. You shouldn’t even be entertaining Levi’s request of meeting him at Riot, a snobby bar practically made just for the corpo nightlife, but at least it was a public location with decent security.

You debated it all day in your tiny box apartment, sitting on your window sill and staring at all the city lights and advertisements that seem to flash nonstop. Five thousand eddies was a lot for you. It would take care of your rent for a month and you’ve already paid this month’s so you were guaranteed at least another here. You didn’t have to netrun for Kenny today and even though he looked at you with such skepticism in his eyes when you turned him down, he simply shrugged and told you he’d get his second best to do it – apparently there’s no one that could ever replace you.

Now here you were, walking down the streets on your way to Riot with a long, black trench coat over the outfit you decided to wear tonight. A tight fitting, black sleeveless cropped top hugs your torso, it’s collar flipped down and pressed thanks to the extra money you could spare because of Levi. Your black leather pants cling to your body, flattering every curve and making your ass look great once you would inevitably take your coat off. You paired it with a pair of heels and hoped you looked like you could pass for a corpo’s hot date tonight.

You spot him immediately. Levi is leaning against the wall right next to Riot, not even bothering with standing in the long line by the entrance. He’s more casual instead of his usual full suit, but he still wears a tailored black dress shirt that’s tucked into black slacks, motorcycle boots on instead of those polished dress shoes. He looks handsome now that he isn’t trying to fight and question you, and you feel butterflies in your stomach from your anxiety when he looks up from his phone at you.

“You clean up well,” he comments as soon as you approach him.

“Bold of you to assume I usually don’t” you sass back.

“Bold of you to assume I didn’t already know,” he rebuttals. “Take the compliment.” He holds out his arm for you to take after pushing himself off the wall.

You hesitate before you slip your arm through his and he guides you to the bouncer at the door. He doesn’t even speak, he just simply moves to the side and allows Levi to pass through with you on his arm as if it were nothing.

The interior of Riot is dim, only atmospheric lighting allowing you to see the stage and the bar where Levi is guiding you. You fit in decently enough with the outfit you decided to wear tonight as you glance around at all the corpos that are talking too loudly and drinking too much to even bother sparing you a look. You feel so out of place; the posh atmosphere is much different from the clubs you’re used to.

Levi leads you to a table in the very back corner of the bar where a large man with blonde hair and striking blue eyes is waiting for you, eyeing you up as the two of you walk. “You fuckin’ set me up,” you hiss into Levi’s ear. You should have been smarter about this, you should have had someone scope out the area before you arrived, but how would you have known this man would be someone Levi knew. Fuck. You fucked up.

“I didn’t. Relax,” Levi mutters back to you. He releases his hold on your arm and instead wraps his arm around your waist, pressing his fingers into your hip as you approach the table. What the fuck is he playing at right now?

“Ah, Levi,” the blonde man greets from the table. A waitress drops off three glasses of champagne, and one neat glass of scotch. She smiles sweetly at him as she lets him know what she’s brought. “I see this is our guest. Please, take a seat. I got your usual.”

Levi has you slide into the booth first, much to your dismay, and slides in after you, reaching for the glass of scotch on the table and holding the glass by the rim. He slides you the glass of champagne and you switch it out for a different one, only accepting to drink it since you watched the waitress place them down.

The man takes a sip of his own, so you do the same once you see it’s safe. “Smart girl,” he praises, “but we would never do that to you. Clearly, Levi hasn’t been very upfront with you.”

“He hasn’t told me shit,” you snap.

He looks at you with an amused expression, and then at Levi. “Well, I can see why you were drawn to her.”

“Get on with it Erwin,” Levi sneers. Erwin. You weren’t expecting so much hostility from Levi to be directed at him.

“Alright,” Erwin sighs and turns back to you. “Levi wants to help you out. Get you out of that shit situation you’re in just like I did for Levi a few years back.” Your jaw goes slack, falling open and looking over at Levi. “I see he didn’t get that far. Never mind that, that’s his business. The point is that you’re probably working for some scumbag fixer and you need out before you’re dead on the street somewhere.”

You raise an eyebrow at him, and then Levi. Their assumptions of you are right, that you do this just to survive, but you’re damn good at what you do and you’ll be out of here before you’re dead.

“We’re not asking you to work for us, if that’s what you’re thinking,” Levi supplies.

“What do you want me to do?” you ask skeptically. You’ve noticed not a single person has wandered back here for a nearby table and it makes you wonder just how much influence a man like Erwin must have.

“Nothing. Levi will take care of you, I’ll provide him with a little extra ED’s, and you’ll be out of your shithole apartment and taken care of.”

You scoff. “Why the hell would you do that? What’s in it for you?” You’re sitting there with your arms crossed, drink untouched now and on the defensive. This is too good to be true – nothing comes without a catch.

“Levi says you’re a netrunner, and clearly a good one if you haven’t been kicked out on the street by your fixer. If you decide you want to work for me I’ll take it, but if not then you can just live your life.” Erwin is looking at you with such unwavering confidence it almost makes you angry. He’s assuming you’ll just accept his proposal.

“What the fuck do you get for it?” You nod your head towards Levi. Erwin stands from the table, capturing your attention for a moment as he excuses himself before you snap your head back to Levi.

“You remind me of myself,” he bluntly states. “You don’t look like you do this because you enjoy it. You look like you’re waiting for the best break of your life to approach you every time you get off that subway.”

“I can’t accept this,” you mutter. “My fixer will kill me. This makes no sense.”

“Who’s your fixer? Give me a handle and I’ll help you,” Levi promises. You’re looking into his eyes now, flitting back and forth and searching for any dishonesty in them. They’re a warm grey, pupils large with the dim lighting of Riot illuminating his features, and you can’t see a single speck of insincerity in them.

“‘The Ripper’,” you mutter to Levi.

—

Levi’s eyes go wide, looking at you with disbelief. Of course you would be working for Kenny. The one man Levi hoped he would never have to see again in his life is the man that’s holding you hostage as a netrunner for him. He doesn’t know what to do, but he knows Erwin will – he knows he can do at least something to help you, but once you go against Kenny you’ll have to be in hiding so he doesn’t flatline you.

“You work for Kenny,” Levi states, furrowing his eyebrows.

Your eyes widen as you look back at him. “How..?”

“Same fixer. He’s uh–” He clears his throat, ashamed to admit it. “He’s my uncle. The bastard is a fucking gonk and will use you until you’re dead.”

“I know,” you mumble and reach for your glass of champagne, downing it in one go. Levi does the same with his scotch.

“I’ll get you out of there,” Levi states and settles a hand on your thigh, you bristle slightly before relaxing into his touch. “Erwin will know what to do.”

—

You’re running. You’re running as fast as you can with three chromed out guys following right on your tail through the streets of the city that Kenny sent after you. You knew he wouldn’t take the news lightly; that his best netrunner was going solo and that you didn’t need his eddies anymore.

Levi told you to meet him down the street as soon as you broke the news and that’s where you were running now, pushing through the crowds of people and getting cussed out as you did. You spot him at the end of the street next to a barricade for construction and you feel like you could cry from relief. He revs his motorcycle once you're close and tosses you the extra helmet he brought and you climb on the back, throwing on the helmet over your head and frantically rushing to hold onto his waist as he peels off. 

You’re hugging him so tight as he speeds down the street you almost feel bad, but you can’t help but rest your head on his back as you catch your breath. He places a hand over yours that’s on his abdomen, rubbing his thumb back and forth. His voice sounds in your helmet, “Kenny’s goons?”

“He didn’t exactly approve of his best netrunner leaving,” you tell him, slightly panting from running. “He doesn’t know you’re involved. Can’t imagine the reaction if he did.”

“Good. You got your important shit from your apartment?”

“Yeah,” you sigh and lift your head off of his back to look around – you’re headed into the city center. “You really live the high life now, don’t you?”

“It’s safe,” is all he replies with, removing his hand to place it the handle of his bike again to shift gears and speed up. Kenny’s guys are long gone, but who knows how many eyes and ears the man has.

Levi pulls up in front of one of the biggest buildings in Night City and turns into the underground parking garage to park. He turns his bike off and removes his helmet and you don’t realize you haven’t let go until he’s using his own hands to coax yours off of his abdomen. “We’re here. You’re safe,” he practically coos. Levi gets off his motorcycle after kicking the kick stand out and helps you off, removing your helmet once you’re standing. 

His hair is ruffled and out of place compared to the last time you saw him, cheeks flushed from the helmet pressing into them. He sets down the helmets on his bike and reaches out to your face to brush off the stray hairs that plastered themselves there, feather light fingers softly grazing your skin. He nods his head towards the door behind him and grabs your hand to guide you through the doorway – there’s an elevator inside. Levi scans his wrist to summon the elevator, not letting go of your hand once.

The elevator ride takes about five seconds before you’re on the top floor of the building – a penthouse suite. You keep your composure despite feeling like a sewer rat inside of his perfect apartment. There’s a loft area right above the entrance and a decent size kitchen to your right with the living space on your left that’s been placed on a sunken floor. It’s immaculately clean and slightly industrial with wood accenting the dark metals.

“I only have one bed, but I don’t sleep much so it’s all yours,” Levi suggests as he takes his shoes off at the entrance and moves to walk up the stairs. You do the same, removing your thigh high boots and revealing your bare legs and small socks. He looks you up and down for a moment, so fast you almost miss it, and begins climbing the stairs – you’re quick to follow. “I’m sure you want a shower,” he starts, “I’m not sure how many clothes you brought, but I have something you might want to change into.”

“Yeah, that’d be nice. Thanks,” you say softly once you step onto the second floor with him.

“Showers in there.” He points to the only doorway on the second floor. “Use whatevers in there if you don’t have anything, and then uh… Come have a drink with me when you’re done.”

“Okay,” you squeak out. You feel like an intrusion on Levi’s personal space. You’re still trying to rack your brain on why he would do this for you.

He pulls a drawer out from under his platform bed and pulls out a black shirt and a pair of black boxers from a different drawer – you feel bad that you’ll be wearing his under garments. “These should fit you.” He hands you the clothing and begins to make his way down the stairs.

“Thank you,” you mutter softly.

—

Levi can’t seem to figure you out still. One moment you’re putting up a fight, practically snapping at him with razor sharp teeth, and the next you’re timid and shy, speaking to him with such softness he can barely hear you. He pours himself a glass of scotch as he waits for you to shower and wishes he could make you feel more comfortable.

It’s only a few moments later when you walk down the stairs, hair slightly damp still, but you’re clothed in his shirt that covers the boxers he gave you. You look even more beautiful than you normally do.

“Preference?” he asks, referring to his collection of alcohol where he’s set up a mini bar by the kitchen to distract himself.

“Scotch is fine,” you gesture towards his glass. Levi is positive you don’t know your alcohol.

“Ice?”

“Sure.”

He grabs a square ice cube and drops it into a short glass so he can pour the scotch over it. You’re still standing near the stairs, fiddling with your thumbs, when he turns around to hand you your glass. “Oi,” he grabs your attention, causing your head to snap up to look at him. “Come here.”

You slowly walk over to him, practically looking like a caged animal, and Levi meets you halfway in front of the large floor to ceiling window of the main area. He hands you your glass and you nod in thanks, taking a timid sip from the glass. Levi can’t help but smirk at you when you let out a small cough from the liquor.

You walk to the window with your glass in hand and Levi frowns. “I still don’t understand.”

“I don’t think I’ll be able to offer you a better reason,” Levi responds easily. He can’t quite pin the reason himself, why he would go to these lengths to get you out of your shitty situation. There were plenty of people working for fixers as bad as Kenny, but for some reason he just felt drawn to you. You reminded him of himself, that look on your face when you think no one is watching tells him everything he needs to know. You want more for yourself, you want more than to scrape by in this hellhole of a city and Levi wants to be the one to give you everything you could ever deserve and more. He barely knows you, but he wants you to get comfortable with him; confide in him if you need to. He’ll easily take care of you and maybe you’ll make a name for yourself in Erwin’s company just like he has.

“I don’t want to let you or Erwin down if I don’t decide to join the company,” you sigh and take a seat on his floor, disregarding the couch that’s a mere five feet behind you.

“I don’t expect you to know what you want right now.” Levi downs the rest of his glass, setting it down on his kitchen counter before taking a seat next to you – on the floor of all places.

You look over at him, a certain gleam in your eyes. “I do know what I want.” You look away, out at the sparkling city lights now that the sun was going down. “I want to get out of Night City. Live as a Nomad or something, maybe even move to Helsinki where it’s not such a nightmare.”

“Those are big goals,” Levi sighs. “How would you do it?”

“I’d figure it out,” you mumble and grab the glass by the rim like Levi usually does and down your scotch in one go. You cough a bit just like Levi expected you to, but you keep your composure enough and set your glass down on the floor. He realizes you don’t have a plan – you’re just searching for an end to your misery.

Levi hesitantly reaches out and turns your face towards him with two fingers on your jaw. “You’re such a lost soul,” he mutters, gazing deeply into the colors of your irises. “Please, let me help you find it.”

—

You hear the elevator doors open and close, signaling that he’s home. “Levi!” you shout from the bed, frantically getting up to bound down the stairs.

“Do anything fun today, brat?” Levi acknowledges you with a glance as you practically run down the stairs, eager to get to the takoyaki he promised he would pick up on his way home from work.

“I crushed up my Arasaka chip,” you beam at him, proud that you’ve finally done it after a few months of living with him, and dig into the paper bag he had set on the counter.

“That should have been done earlier,” he chides and smacks your hand away from the bag. “Go sit. I got it.”

You smile and make your way to the couch, knowing Levi hates it when that’s your choice to eat dinner at, but he trusts that you won’t spill anything after two months of convincing him. He rolls his eyes and hands you your takeout container once you’ve settled in and he’s made his way over to you.

You practically devour the takoyaki and sigh with contentment when you’re finished, placing the box on the coffee table in front of you. “I want to show you something tonight,” Levi mumbles next to you, capturing your attention. He’s only eaten half of his meal, but he places the box next to yours. “Have you ever experienced a braindance before?”

You shake your head. “No, but I’ve always wanted to.”

Levi gives you a small smile – a rare occurrence you love seeing now. “I have one. It’s small, but I think you’ll really like it.” He gets up from the couch and walks to the cabinet under the television that never gets used. “I’ll go in with you.” He sits back down on the couch next to you and begins to hook you up. “It’s not an XBD, I promise. You trust me?” All you do is nod.

He hooks himself up and leans back into the couch as you do the same when he puts you both in.

For a moment all you really see is white, and then when your eyes adjust you’re met with the sight of tall trees surrounding you and blue skies that stretch on for miles. Your lips are parted in awe at your environment as you look around and finally land on Levi standing there watching you. “It’s incredible,” you breathe. You’ve never seen anything like it.

“It’s a part of Helsinki, apparently,” he tells you. “It’s an old one, but it cost a fortune. I hope it’s still like this.”

You finally move from your spot to walk around the area as much as you can, taking in the sight of greenery around you, enclosing you in with such a calming presence. It’s beautiful, the way the trees seem to tower over you like buildings, but you feel so much more at peace. You can feel the grass beneath your feet and smell the freshness of the air as you take a deep breath. It feels like you’re in paradise.

You look back over at Levi to find that his eyes never left your wandering form, and you make it a point to walk back over to him. “Thank you,” you tell him with the most sincerity in your voice. “This is the best thing anyone has ever done for me.”

He smiles at you and your heart palpitates. “You deserve it.” He slides a hand around your waist, pulling you closer to him and into a hug where you practically melt against him. When you lean back your noses are almost touching, your breathing softer as you stare into his grey eyes.

Levi rips the headset off of him and then off of you before you’re climbing onto his lap on the couch. Your lips connect with his within a second, softly pressing against him with enough pressure as he runs his hands along your hips. He reciprocates with more enthusiasm, a hand coming up to cup the side of your face to tilt you so he can deepen the pressure. 

You barely separate when you’ve run out of breath, panting softly. “Sorry,” you breathe.

“Don’t be stupid,” he scolds before grabbing you by the nape of your neck to pull you in again, fervently moving his lips against yours with bruising pressure. His other hand rests on your hip and starts to guide you back and forth so you’re rolling yourself against him, causing you to let out a breathy moan when your clit receives a small amount of pressure. Your tongues slightly touch when your mouth opens wider, the soft muscles dancing with each other as you grind yourself against Levi.

You can feel him underneath you, hard and pressing against the fabric of his slacks. You tug on his hair, feeling the rough undercut and the soft silky strands that frame his forehead. You’re only wearing a pair of shorts and one of his shirts, allowing him to slide his hands up your sides as you do the work of grinding against him. His hand fondles your bare breast and you’re already embarrassingly close as you grind your cunt against him, letting out a small moan as you tilt your head back in ecstasy.

Levi’s lips move to your exposed neck, suckling and biting his way down until he reaches a sensitive spot that makes you gasp. “Use me, sweetheart,” Levi breathes onto your skin. “Use me and make yourself cum.” You whimper and roll your hips against him, using his clothed cock to get you off shamelessly. You’re panting, and soon you’re seeing stars as you orgasm and hold onto Levi like he’s your only lifeline. “That’s a good girl,” he coos as you come down. “You’re such a good girl for me.”

“Levi,” you call for him breathlessly and he easily stands up with you in his lap, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as he carries you up the stairs to the bed. He gently lays you down, crawling on top of you to continue his nibbles to your neck as you come down from your high. “I need you,” you whimper and weakly paw at his back.

“You’ll have me, sweet girl,” Levi promises and sits up, pulling his shirt over his head and throwing it aside in a manner completely unlike him. His hands slide under your shirt as yours reach for him, to feel his pecs and torso; the muscle that flexes so taut under his flawless skin. He pulls at the fabric until you sit up slightly, allowing him to pull your shirt over your head and onto the floor to join his own. “You’re a dirty girl for not wearing a bra today,” he rasps.

“I hardly ever do,” you breathe and pull him down to meet your lips again, urgently seeking out the intimate contact. Your mouths move seamlessly together, connecting and molding to one another so perfectly you’re already breathless again. One of his hands wanders to your hips to tug at the shorts you’re wearing and you lift your hips so he can pull them down – you manage to kick them off with him on top of you.

His lips wander, drifting down to your jaw and then your neck, down to your collarbone and sternum as he leaves trails of his markings down your torso. He drops down to your lower abdomen, kissing slowly before his face is hovering over your dripping cunt. “You poor thing,” Levi coos, “you’re clenching at nothing.” He watches your hole flutter, aching to be filled.

“Levi, please,” you beg.

“Please what, sweetheart?” He places two fingers between your lips, collecting the slick and teasing your entrance.

“Anything,” you groan, “touch me, lick me, please. Anything!”

Levi loses all of his patience and thrusts the two fingers into you all at once, earning a large gasp from you that quickly becomes breathless moans. He rushes forwards to feel your clit throb in his mouth, lips enclosing on the small bud and gently sucking so you’re writhing from pleasure.

Your hand flies down to establish a grip in his hair as he starts to lick you up and down, flicking his tongue and giving you everything you asked for. Levi finds himself rutting into the mattress to the sounds of your mewling and moans, desperate to take care of you and give himself some relief.

“Can you give me one more?” Levi asks between strokes of pumping his fingers into you. “Can you cum one more time sweet girl?” You nod aggressively, feeling Levi smile against your clit before he resumes his sucking and licking that has you seeing stars as your eyes roll back. He inserts one more finger, finger fucking you with three now and meeting no resistance as you suck him in. 

You cum hard, feeling your hips chase after your high as you practically fuck yourself against Levi’s fingers and mouth. He eases one out, using two to gently guide you through it and scissor you open a bit more before pulling them out completely. You feel delirious with pleasure, eyes lidded and flushed lips slightly parted as you stare at Levi. He rises from the bed and wipes his chin off with the back of his hand as he unbuckles his belt to slide his slacks off, taking his boxers with them.

You shamelessly stare, licking your lips to wet them again after breathing so hard. “Can you handle more?” he asks gently, caressing your face as he crawls over you again.

You nod. “Mmhm,” is all you can manage to get out.

“You sure? I want to be rough with you,” he checks in with you softly, eyebrows dipped with concern.

“Mm,” you nod, “want it rough.”

He leans down, lips connecting with yours and you whimper. He palms his cock, stroking it and positioning it at your entrance to brush it between your folds, causing you to shudder when the head rubs against your clit, the oversensitivity making you gasp. Levi deepens the kiss, using one hand to softly caress your face as his metal forearm supports him while the other guides himself into you, both of you groaning simultaneously once he bottoms out.

He’s gentle at first, ensuring you’ve adjusted to him before he pulls back and snaps his hips forward, eliciting a gasp from you. The pain dissipates into blinding pleasure as he continues to pound himself into you, the only sounds being your heavy breathing, skin slapping together, and the lewd squelching from between your bodies.

“Fuck, Levi,” you choke out through a moan.

“You’re being so good for me,” he praises. His movements are slow, but so blindingly hard that you feel that pressure building in your lower abdomen already. He pulls his hips back in an arch, and rolls them back forwards to stroke that perfect spot inside your walls. “So sweet,” he moans. He sits back so his hand can grab at your throat, gently squeezing the sides so you’re all the more delirious. “You’re mine, sweetheart. I get to take care of you,” Levi groans. “Just me.”

“Mmhm,” you nod aggressively, eyes rolling back when he pushes himself up to the hilt as hard as he can.

“Can you be on top for a bit, love?” Levi relaxes on the pressure he’s been using, slowly rolling his hips into yours instead as he removes his hand on your throat. You look up at him with half-lidded eyes and nod. “I’ll still take care of you,” he promises, a thumb pulling your bottom lip down.

He pulls out and you whine as he helps you up so he’s laying down and you’re straddling him. You sink yourself down onto him and let out a moan of relief at being filled again by Levi as he lets out one of his own, guiding you forwards, coaxing you into allowing your torso to fall against his and you bury your face into his neck. He wraps his arms around your torso and thrusts upwards, hitting that sweet spot at a different angle that makes your head spin.

You’re practically drooling onto the pillow below Levi’s head as he keeps his promise of being rough with you, pounding into you so hard your vision is blurry, but maybe that’s just the tears that have formed. “You trust me?” he asks, choking it out between strokes.

“Yes,” you mumble deliriously, nodding your head up and down. “Yes, Levi, yes, yes, yes,” you moan.

His hand slides down your back and his thrusts slow a bit before you feel a finger gathering up your slick and glide back up to your ass. He gently prods your hole, circling the rim before he pushes past that barrier of muscle.

You tense up, lifting your head from his neck to look down at him as he slides a finger into your ass. “Levi,” you gasp.

“Can feel you clenching,” he mutters. “Relax, sweetheart. I’ve got you. You can take it.”

You can’t relax, but he pushes past anyway and manages to get knuckle deep as he slowly pulsates his finger inside of you. He’s still slowly thrusting into you, his cock brushing your walls and feeling his own finger on the other side. You’ve never felt so full in your life and now that the pain is gone all you can feel is debilitating bliss, your breathing even more labored than before as you sit up a bit and push yourself down so you’re grinding against his cock and finger.

“Cum in me Levi,” you beg, “Claim me. Wanna feel you cum.” You clench around him, close to your own end as you frantically rut your hips down on him.

“Fuck, fuck,” Levi growls. “Gonna cum, baby, fuck.”

You clench around him as you cum again, white rings of your cream flowing down his cock as you roll your hips back and forth to chase your own end. You feel a wave of warmth inside of you as Levi lets out a whine, his cum filling you as his finger leaves your other hole so he can pull you down to him for a frantic kiss.

Your lips melt together, moving slowly now that you’ve both come down a bit from your high, and you feel like you’re drunk on him alone. You separate from him, noses still touching as you lightly breathe in each other’s air and stare. You know you need to get up, but your limbs feel like jelly and you just might collapse on top of him.

“Come on,” Levi whispers. “Let’s get cleaned up.”

—

You rest your head against his shoulder, allowing him to hold you up and wash your body gently with soothing strokes from his hands.

“You really want to be mine?” Levi's voice breaks through the sound of the shower water pelting the tile around you, uncertainty unexpectedly lacing it.

You lift your head to look at him properly, confusion evident in your features. “Yes,” you reassure him. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“Do you still want to go to Helsinki?” he questions.

You frown and dip your head back down to rest against his shoulder. “Let’s not talk about that right now.”

—

When Levi gets home you’re connected to the braindance he showed you, mindlessly laying on the couch as you visit Helsinki for the fifth time this month even after using it for a year straight. He quietly pads over to you and turns the braindance off, allowing you to take the headset off as you frown up at him.

“Why’d you do that?” you question, setting the headset down on the coffee table.

“I could take you, you know,” Levi suggests. If you want to go he’ll take you and then the two of you will come back to Night City. “We’ll visit – together – and then we’ll come back to the city. Maybe it can be a yearly thing.” He walks over to the bar and pours himself a glass of scotch as he loosens his tie.

“You know I could never come back to Night City after seeing a place like that,” you mutter, standing up from the couch.

“We could go more than once a year,” Levi suggests instead. He takes a sip from his glass. “Erwin wouldn’t mind funding the trips. He has more eddies than he needs.”

You look up at him – you haven’t come over to him to kiss him hello like you usually do. “Night City isn’t meant for me.”

Levi furrows his eyebrows; confused. He knows you’ve always dreamed of seeing Helsinki, but he thought you were feeling more at home now – he gives you everything you ask for, everything you need. He’s here. “I thought you were feeling better about it.”

“I don’t do anything, Levi,” you sigh and finally walk over to him, still slightly out of reach. “I wait for you to come home so I can be your joytoy and eat, and then the next day is the same.”

He frowns. “You’re more than a joytoy and you know that. Erwin still has a place if you want to get back into netrunning –”

“I don’t want to work,” you cut him off.

“I–” Levi says your real name and he watches you flinch. “I love you. I… I don’t understand why you want to leave. I’ll give you anything you want. Anything.”

“Levi,” you sigh and frown down at the ground. “I love you, but what I want is to live in Helsinki.” You look back up at him and walk towards him – he sets down his glass – and you grab his hands. “Come with me. Live with me there,” you beg him, looking at him with doe eyes and tears forming on your waterline. “We could be so happy, Levi.”

God, he feels like his heart is being ripped out. “My place is in Night City and you know that.”

You drop his hands and he feels like he’s already lost you.

—

You never thought you’d be seeing it in person; the utopia of Helsinki – the one place with so much life, clean air and loving people. Levi had been right, they don’t let just anyone in here, but Erwin had managed to pull some strings and now here you were, staring at a giant forest of trees with Levi watching you from behind.

You turn around to face him with a giant grin on your features. “This is incredible,” you tell him, as if he can’t see what you’re seeing.

“I know,” he smiles at you, but it doesn’t reach his eyes.

You spin to look around again, your senses overwhelming you when you try to take everything in; the feeling of the soft dirt beneath your shoes, the way it’s so easy to breathe in the clean air, the sound of birds chirping. Levi wraps his arms around you from behind and you sigh, feeling so content with where your life has taken you – even if you’ll have to be back in Night City by the end of the week.

“I have a surprise for you, sweetheart,” Levi mumbles into your neck, leaving sweet kisses along your skin and on the nape of your neck. You turn around in his arms and reach for him, pulling him in for a soft, gentle kiss. He tastes so sweet.

“You’re too good to me, Levi,” you whisper against his lips.

“You deserve it.”

—

Levi unlocks the door, holding your hand to guide you inside. It’s more beautiful than it was in the picture, the perfect amount of natural wood and soft materials decorating the space – he knows you’ll love it much more than his apartment.

“Wow,” you breathe. “They decorate so differently here. It’s so calming.”

“I thought you’d like it,” he gives you a soft smile.

You wander around the space, touching all of the soft materials and running your hands along the wood that looks different than what they use in Night City. There's a large window in your living area looking out over a small lake with the tallest trees he’s ever seen surrounding it – the only trees he’s really ever seen in real life.

“I love it,” you laugh. “It’s perfect. This will be such a good week.”

He knew it would be hard, but he never thought he would struggle to force the words out as much as he is now. “It’s yours, actually.”

You pause your movements, slowly turning around to face him in the middle of your new apartment. “What?”

Levi says your name softly. “Welcome home.”

“Levi–”

“I bought it for you,” he starts before he can back out. “Your citizenship is being worked on by Erwin, but it should be valid soon.”

“Levi–”

“You won’t have to worry about working, I’ll still provide for you, and you can just live here to do what you want.”

“Levi, what are you doing?” You’re looking at him with tears in your eyes and he fears he’s gotten it all wrong.

“I told you I’d give you anything you ever wanted and I meant it.” He walks towards you. “I love you. I don’t want you to leave, but if this is what you want then it’s yours,” he chokes out. He would never stop you from living your dreams, even if it meant his own heart would be shattered – he knew you were too good to be true, too good to stick around him.

“I don’t know what to say,” you choke out, tears flowing down your cheeks.

He swipes your tears away with his thumbs. “You never were very good at accepting my gifts,” he mumbles.

You hug him, so tightly it feels like you’ll never let go, and he savors the feeling of your body pressed against his. His lips peck your forehead. You separate from him and look into his eyes with red rimmed eyes, irises glazed over as you lean in to kiss him sweetly.

You pull him onto the platform bed at the edge of the room and he eagerly crawls over you, savoring every inch of your skin as he tears your clothes off and you do the same to him. He has tears in his eyes when he pushes himself inside of you, and he can hardly look at you despite wanting to savor every last moment he has. Levi hides his face in your neck, sucking on your skin so you’ll have a few marks to remember him by for at least a little while.

“Levi,” you moan. He ignores you. “Levi. Levi, look at me.” He can’t. He can’t obey your sweet words, practically begging him to just watch you come undone like he always does as he whispers sweet praises for you. You push on his shoulders. “Levi,” you choke out again.

He swallows hard and finally slows his thrusts to a complete stop, lifting his head just enough to look at you. You have tears in your own eyes as you wipe away his. “I love you,” Levi chokes out, because fuck he’s never felt anything like this before in his life and he needs you to know before he leaves you here.

“Stay with me,” you beg him. “Please. I need you in my life Levi.”

He doesn’t say anything – he knows his voice will fail him. 

He continues his thrusts into you and loses himself completely, mumbling your name like a mantra and thumbing your clit so you cum for him. “You’re such a good girl,” he finally moans, close to his own release. “You’ll always be mine.”

“Levi,” you mewl. “Cum in me. I’m yours. I’m yours. I love you.” You moan, back arching as an orgasm rips through you and Levi meets his own end with his cock throbbing inside you.

—

You lie in the middle of the grass field, staring up at the sea of clouds above you that sprawl across the blue skies. You’ll never get tired of this view; the way it seems to melt away all of your worries and slow your heart rate enough so you feel normal. You think about how you should make yourself a cup of tea and smile, remembering how much Levi loved the tea here from the fresh tea leaves they grow in Helsinki.

It’s been at least two years since you’ve seen him, his last words telling you he loves you and to contact him if you ever want to see him – you haven’t tried. You miss him so much it hurts every time you think about him, but you belong in Helsinki. You volunteer now at the local gardens, tending to the flowers and crops so your community can eat. You tend to isolate yourself, but you’ve made a few friends – you belong here.

Levi stopped sending you money personally, instead handing the task over to Erwin. You get it, you would do it too, but it didn’t hurt any less when you received a message from Erwin letting you know.

You’ll probably never see him again and you have to live with your choices with no regrets, but you can’t help it when your mind lingers on thoughts of him. No one will ever come close, you’ll never love anyone else, but you hope he’s tried to move on from you all the same.

—

But Levi never did move on from you.

He spent most of his idle time thinking of you, thinking of how you looked in his clothes and how sweet you were to him; how beautiful you always were and always would be.

It’s been years now and you still haven’t reached out to him and he respects your space even after so long. 

Levi connects to the BD he’s saved, expecting to see you next to him in the fields of Helsinki, and instead being met with an open field even though he swears he saw a glimpse of your soft irises staring back at him.

[hiro--aoki]

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