#yeah my brother knows his chest tattoo sucks

[pynkfairyheart]

pairings: peircer eren x black reader

warnings: smut 18+, kinda pervy eren

Good girl

“Hello?” Your soft voice rang over the chimes as you entered the tattoo parlor.

The shop was quiet, seemingly empty besides the softening chimes of the door and surprised cursing down the long hall.

“Shit- yeah. Just give me a minute. My apologies” The culprit of the cursing called.

In the meantime, you took a look around the lobby. The reviews didn't do the place justice. The largest wall contained a bright colorful mural, contrasting beautifully with the dark floors and connected black walls.

While admiring the piece of artwork, heavy thudding from the long hallway turned your attention to the most gorgeous man you had ever seen.

You never believed in love at first sight, up until now. You hadn't even known the man's name yet, but you craved him. The reviews warned you the entire staff was attractive but they clearly left out that this man was a god.

His long hair was pulled into a low bun, strands falling in his face, the color contrasting against his pale skin. He was tall, with a full sleeve on one of his muscular arms, and his green eyes had you drowning immediately. He couldn't be Onyankopon, they said he was a brother. Maybe Connie or, Levi-

“Hi, I'm Eren” He introduced himself after swallowing the large knot in his throat.

While in your own trance, you failed to notice how he froze the moment he saw you. The bright light you stood under showcased the sparkles of your pretty brown skin.

Your legs were on display as a result of the simmering heat outside, thick thighs causing them to roll up slightly. The fitted t-shirt you wore allowed the hardened buds of your nipples to peek through, despite the hot weather.

Eren never considered himself a pervert but the way his mind instantly thought about sucking on them till you begged him to fuck you had him thinking otherwise.

“Hi, I'm [☆]. Is this a bad time?” Oh, he could have come on the spot, your voice sounded even better without the numerous walls separating you and god your perfume had him wanting to devour you on the reception desk.

“No, no I just don't know how much I can do for you, the AC is out in all the rooms but mine and I don't even know how long that's gonna last so if you're looking for an hour long tat session you'll have to come back” He crossed his arms, muscles contracting against the white tee.

“Oh no, I'm just hoping to get a few piercings but I can definitely come back another time”

“No, I can do a couple of piercings. What were you thinking?” He grabbed the paperwork from under the counter, praying one of them would be your chest.

“Uh well, I want the other side of my nose, belly button, venus dimples, and my nipples but I understand if you can't do all of that or the last one I'll just come back”

“No, no I can do it,” He said too quickly, clearing his throat awkwardly before handing you the paperwork.

⋆⭒˚.⋆

“Good girl. You're doing such a good job for me, pretty. Just hold on for one second, lovey”

He was currently doing your last dimple piercing. The pain was unimaginable at first but as soon as the praises left his mouth all was forgotten besides the growing stickiness that rested between your thighs.

He praised you after every piercing a variation of “Good girl” “You're doing such a good job for me” “That's it, baby. You did so good” flowed from his pink lips. You could never decide which throbbing to focus on, the one from your new piercing or the throbbing of your clit.

With three new holes in your body and damp panties, it was now time for the piercing both of you were dreading yet excited for.

“Do I just take my shirt off here?”

“Wherever you're comfortable, baby. You can go in the bathroom or stay in here and I'll give you some privacy” He felt like a teenage boy again. His dick twitching at the thought of seeing you exposed.

“No, it's okay you can stay in here I don't mind”

“Oh. Okay,” He perked up. Giving you some privacy he turned his back, pretending to be busy when in reality he was trying to think of anything but you getting undressed behind him. Despite his concentration, all he could focus on was the sound of your necklaces and bracelets clanking at the movements you made.

He knew your nipples were still hard, especially since he took advantage of the working AC and he wondered what your moans would sound like if he flicked his tounge repeatedly over the bud, or if he pinched them in front of the mirror while you begged him to fuck you as you pressed your ass against his hard-

“I'm ready” Your soft voice broke him from his thoughts.

If his self control was any less he'd have gotten on his knees to worship you. There you were. Looking everywhere but him, tits exposed. If it weren’t for the fact other men besides him would see, he'd tattoo this image of you on his bare forearm.

“Are you ready?” He suppressed a groan.

“Mhm”

“Okay stand up for me” He led you to the mirror where he prepped each bud. During the process, you felt as if you could crawl into yourself. The most beautiful man you'd ever laid eyes on had his hands on your breast. Despite the occasion being nonsexual, you were convinced your arousal would start running down your thigh at any second.

“Is this okay?” He stood behind you.

You gave a simple hum of approval, thoughts gone as he explained how the process would go. You convinced yourself you could handle it, that it would all be over soon.

That was until he rolled the bud in between his fingers, the whimper you'd been holding escaping you.

‘fuck’ ‘fuck’

“Shit, I'm so sorry I- I didn't mean to do that, please understand I had no malicious intentions I just” He stumbled over his words.

He was just explaining the step by step process of the piercing. He wasn't thinking, just craving. He wouldn't have realized his actions if it weren't for the sound you let out. The sound he knew he'd replay in his head the moment you left the shop, stroking his cock as he imagined it were you down on your knees in front of him.

“It's okay” You reassured him. Your big eyes staring up into his through the mirror.

“I didn't…I don't mind”

⋆⭒˚.⋆

Before you knew it you were bouncing on his cock. His moans muffled as his mouth engulfed your breast. Tongue slightly grazing your nipple with the flickers of his tongue before sucking harshly.

He was stretching you out so good, leaky red tip repeatedly hitting your cervix as his frenum piercing brushed against your walls. The added pleasure contributing to the pace of your bounces as you chased your high.

“E-eren please” You whined, attempting to push his head away from the assault on your breast. His hair was everywhere, the ponytail holder long gone the moment your hands entangled in his hair. Your buds were so sensitive, every suck and swipe of his tongue had you squeezing around him, every clench releasing your cream that pooled at the base of his cock.

“Fuck” He groaned, reluctantly giving your boobs a break. His hands gripped the soft flesh of your ass, groping the brown skin before placing a hard slap on your cheek.

“Talk to me, pretty. You like this? Like bouncing on daddy's cock hmm?” His arms wrapped around you tightly as he fucked up into you.

“Oh my- fuck” You gave him control. Your head resting on his shoulder as you let out pornographic moans into his ear.

“Answer me, mama” Another slap landed on your ass.

Before you had time to register the mix of pain and pleasure on your flesh, the gentle pressure of his finger rubbing circles on your puckering hole had you seeing stars.

“Fuck y-yes. I love it so much, daddy. Please don't stop” You whined. Tears of pleasure wetting the crook of his neck.

By no means was Eren a fast finisher but boy was he trying his best to hold on, you're pussy was just squeezing him so tight, the added tension on his scalp as you tugged on it every time he hit the spongy spot along your walls had his nails digging crescents into your skin.

“I'm so close, daddy, please”

“Let go mama” He pressed hot kisses along your neck and shoulder.

In that moment you came, your pussy tightening around the large girth of his cock. Clear liquid squirting from you in streams as he continued his thrust. Your arousal splashing and dripping onto the chair.

With sweat dripping down his forehead, and stray hairs sticking to him, his thrust became sloppy and his breathing became heavier.

“S-shit” He whimpered, head thrown back as he came harder than ever. Repeatedly pushing his load back into your pussy.

“Lemme take you on a date. Please” He panted once you both came down, his hands roaming your body as he looked down at you, green irises peeking out behind his blown pupils.

“Okay, yea- oh” A broken moan escaped you as he moved your hips up and down his length once again.

“Eren” You whined

“Don't tell me you're wiped out after one round, pretty girl. I know you have more in you, mama. Be a good girl for daddy”

for my eren girlies. this is probably the fastest I've ever wrote bc i just needed peircer eren. oh also how do yall feel about pegging bc i feel peircer eren can be a bit subby sometimes ttm. mwah <3

pt.2 wit the pegging ໒꒰ྀི˶˃ᆺ˂˶꒱ྀི১

[miguelhugger2099]

Punk!Miguel who’s proud of his tattoos. At least most of them. He has some professionally done and others were stick and pokes from when him and Gabriel were younger.

Punk!Miguel who watches you with a smile when you touch up and down his arm. He hides the shivers down his spine when your perfectly manicured pink and green nails rake across the art decorated on him.

“What’s this one?” You poke at a terrible done smiley face, it was a little blobbed but barely noticeable with the much nicer ones done around it.

“One of the first tries my brother did on me when he was starting out.”

“And you kept it?” You tilt your head with a scrunch of your nose. Miguel laughs.

“Sentimental value.”

You scoff. “No way.”

“Yeah, way.” He takes your hands and pulls you closer, lugging you forward onto his lap where you belonged. Getting yourself comfortable you placed your hands on his chest.

“Are you just gonna have them on your arms?” You ask, tugging down his shirt for a peek at any new ones. Miguel smirks and stops your peeking by tsking and shaking his head—a knowing look on his face.

“Course not but tattoos cost money, babe.”

“You should get one of me.” You pout your lips, crossing your arms that makes you seem snobbish.

“What? Like get one of your face?” He laughs and leans back on his hands.

“No! Like—I dunno! Something sentimental about…me?” You look away, feeling the prickling embarrassment crawling up your neck. “Never mind!”

“Oh, so you want to be on my body, huh?” He teases, taking your hand and sliding it under his tank top to feel his warm stomach, faint dips of abs.

“You know what I mean!” You whine, feeling frozen with him holding your hand in place. He can’t help but find you adorable. Letting go of your hand to come around your waist as he leans up again, one hand coming down to cup your ass. He swallows your squeak with a kiss, unable to stop himself from biting into your sweetness.

Punk!Miguel who—even if he teased you about it—actually adored the idea of having a tattoo of you on him.

Punk!Miguel who thought day and night of what could represent you. Flowers he felt was done often, your name was cute but basic and anything else could very well be mistaken for something else. He wanted something that was obviously you.

Punk!Miguel who was rearranging his room again, bustling through various boxes for some spring cleaning.

Punk!Miguel who found his box of memories from when you two first began dating. It had been filled with all your gifts and letters you’d given him—every last piece saved securely in the corner of his room.

He smiles as he opens the box up again. Some pieces of papers falling out and the little broken keychain you got to match with him until it snapped when he accidentally sat on it.

He sits at his desk, flipping through the pages and tiny plushies you’ve given him. His heart swelling at the swirls in your writing with blue ink—the bunny pen you always wrote with.

The smile on his face continues as he reads through your words of love for him—words that you often found too difficult to say. He slams his forehead on the desk, blush coating his cheeks and ears while he groans loudly.

Each letter you’d given him ended with a print of your kiss mark at the very bottom. Some of it was a matte red, others was a faint glitter stain, but most of it was a soft pinkish color. The kind that was glossy and gave you just enough color that it looked tinted and natural.

His finger grazes the mark, an idea popping in his head.

Punk!Miguel who goes to a tattoo shop he was very well acquainted with, with an artist he knew extra well.

He slams his arm on the counter where a man was behind it, sucking on a lollipop and doodling in his sketchbook. The guy raises an annoyed brow.

“Do you have any space open for a walk-in client?” Miguel asks with a smirk.

“I don’t have space for annoying ones.” He sighs and puts his drawing pad away.

“I have money this time, Gabri. Plus, family discount.”

Punk!Miguel who is both afraid and excited to show you what he’s done to himself. He feels his heart hammering while he preps himself to show you. He’d done the aftercare as precisely as possible, taking extra care of it because this was no ordinary tattoo.

Punk!Miguel that lets you take off his shirt when he tells you he’s gotten a tattoo of you.

Punk!Miguel who smiles with amusement when you gasp and hit his arm that you were joking before! That tattooing is a permanent thing! He tells you that he knows.

His heart stills when you eyes land on his chest. On his left side, where his heart would be was your kiss mark. Just like the ones you left on the letters you used to give him.

You touch your lips subconsciously, your other set of fingers hovering over his lifted skin. You look up for permission and he nods, brining himself closer.

You marvel at the piece of work that replicated your lips. “Oh, Miguel…” You sigh, blinking back tears.

“Are you getting emotional?”

“No!”

He brings you to his chest in a tight hug, your hand still resting beside your kiss mark now permanently etched on his person—a permanent reminder that he is yours and that he loves you.

[propertyofwicked]

SECRETS part 5 - LN

content warnings: FULL SMUT, cute sex, oral (fem receiving), unprotected - MDNI !!

this is lowkey a filler chapter, so you can skip it and read part 6 if you dont want to read smut :) - i have kept the same taglist so if you have been tagged but dont wish to read this part please do skip <3

previous part -> next part

masterlist the playlist

“morning,” lando’s rough morning voice travelled through the hotel room as he saw y/n’s eyes open below him. during the night, y/n found herself wrapped around him, her leg slung over his whilst her head rested on his chest, her arm stretching over him, pulling him in closer.

lando had been awake for a while. he’d decided that today, they would drive down to max’s and try and talk some sense into him. he’d woken up to a text from P, telling him to come to the house and talk to max in person - she was equally as fed up with his foul mood and angry outbursts.

“how d’you sleep?”

“shush,” she hushed him, “still sleeping.”

“i was thinking we should go see max and talk to him in person. today,” he said, earning a groan from the half-asleep woman who rolled off him to lay on her back and stare at the ceiling.

“and i was thinking i could just change my name, cut all contact with everyone i know and live the rest of my life in the woods.”

“i don’t think that will work,” he said, laughing softly at her remark.

“yeah? i dont think your plan will work either so at least were both coming up with stupid ideas today,” she said, as he rolled onto his side to face her.

“you always look pretty in the morning,” lando announced, ignoring her insult.

“you always lie in the morning,” she replied. once again, he ignored her insults, moving to press a quick kiss to her lips. well, he intended for it to be quick, but before he knew it, she was straining her neck up to join their lips together again.

“i could get used to this,” he said, grinning against her mouth.

“not if max has anything to say about it.”

“y/n,” he groaned, still hovering above her, “im trying to be romantic and you’re talking about your brother, fuck him.”

“and fuck you instead?” she quipped.

“well, if you say so,” he hummed, taking the opportunity to kiss her again and shift his bodyweight so he was hovering fully over her, using his arms to hold himself up. she deepens the kiss, tracing her tongue over his bottom lip while burying her fingers in his curls to pull his face closer. his head drops to her neck, pressing small kisses along her skin.

“if you don’t want max to rip your balls off, i recommend you not leave marks on my neck, lan,” she said breathlessly, his breathe tickling her skin as he laughs.

“i’m going to fuck you so hard you forget all about your stupid brother and the things he said about you,” he grunted in her ear, lowering his hips to roll over hers. and for the first time that week, she couldn’t think straight enough to respond with anything other than a quiet moan.

lando slides down the bed, pulling at the waist band of her shorts as he goes, but looking up at her. she nods at him, and he pulls her shorts down her legs, discarding them off the side of the bed. her fingers lace through his curls, her eyes focused on his head tilting to the side to press kisses to the inside of her thigh. he nips down on the skin, sucking slightly, leaving bruises in his wake. at least max wont see those, she thought to herself.

with no warning, his face dived into her folds, her hips arching up, pulling him in closer. he parts his lips, dragging his tongue up to circle her clit.

“taste so good,” he muttered, “wanted this for years.” another moan fell from her lips, spurring him on. one arm came to wrap around her waist, holding her hips down. the other arm reached up, pushing her top up, his hand kneading at her breast.

“fuck, lan, keep going.”

her view is something she wish she could take a picture of and tattoo on her arm. lando’s veiny arm pinning her hips down, his jaw muscles peaking out as his tongue moves in a steady rhythm, his curls falling over his forehead, as his eyes glance up to see her facial expressions. the arm on her breasts drops down to her heat, parting her folds and his fingers pushing gently into her. her hips struggle against his arm, desperate for more.

within a matter of seconds, two of his fingers are twisting into her, hitting that spot that has her almost purring for him repeatedly. before she knows it, she cums around his fingers with no warning, legs shaking, loud moans filling the room. lando crawls back up her body, grabbing her jaw with one hand, opening her mouth and pushing his fingers slowly into her mouth. her tongue moving to lick up the length of them, tasting herself on his calloused fingers. the moment he retracts his hand, her hand is pulling his head down to hers, kissing him hastily as his tongue into her mouth, deepening the kiss.

he used one arm to balance himself, the other moving down between them to tug at his own shorts. he grabbed himself, rubbing his hand up and down and few times before sliding his cock through her fold, eliciting small whimpers from her as he hit her sensitive spot.

“you sure you want this? there’s no going back after this, he mumbled in her ear.

“i never want anyone else for as long as i live.”

slowly, he entered her, pushing into her slowly. her face screwed up slightly from the stretch.

“you’re ok, you’re ok,” he reassured her, stroking the side of her cheek softly, waiting a moment before he retracted and pushed back in.

“you’re doing so well f’me.”

his began to build up his pace, the headboard moving with each thrust. y/n moaned out beneath him, grabbing his arm to stabilise herself. her noises encouraging him more, he grabbed her thigh, pulling her leg up to wrap around his back, hitting new angles that brought out obscene noises from the two of them. y/n’s hands wrapped around the back of his head, pulling lightly at the hair at the top of his neck, his own hand moving down again to play with her clit. he could feel her walls tightening around him, pulling him closer and closer to his own finish.

“fuck, lan. don’t stop,” she cried out, her head rolling back on the pillow.

“wouldn’t dream of it,” he remarked, his thrusts getting faster and faster with each pant.

“i’m gonna c-”

“i know baby, come for me, come with me,” he said, wrapping himself around her to bring them closer together as they both reached their orgasms.

he waited a few moments, before pulling out of her, flopping down on the bed beside her, both of their chests heaving with heavy breaths.

“stay there,” he said, kissing the top of her head before rolling out of the bed, and walking to the bathroom. he returned with a damp cloth and a glass of water, handing her the drink he then crawled back to clean her up.

when he did return to lay next to her, his arms instinctively moved to pull her in closer.

“so… when should we go and break the news to your brother?” he asked, grinning.

“id so nearly forgotten about him,” she groaned in annoyance.

“clearly, i need to try again,” he said, still smirking at her.

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[angelicabunny]

Use Me - part two

warnings: smut (i’m a slut i know 😇), swearing, matt sturniolo x reader

summary: matt makes his promise true and finally returns the favour of helping you out.

this has a part one, but can be read as a stand alone.

it had been a week since i helped matt out and my body was still craving him, luckily it was the weekend meaning i’d be spending the night with the triplets. nick had the idea of a baking challenge for a video, i couldn’t deny him, one it would probably hurt his feelings, and two it would be suspicious if i just spent the night with matt in his room.

no one around us seems to know what’s going on yet even with the flirty comments matt has been making around them all. nick had just finished setting up all the ingredients for us in the kitchen. we only took forty five minutes to film, so matt suggested we sit in the living room all together to watch some tv.

chris sat on the comfy lounge chair, nick taking the one next to him, leaving the love seat for me and matt, perfect.

matt had already sat down, his hair fluffy and his clothes sitting perfectly on him, i sat beside him making sure to keep a little distance. he smiled at me while still staring at his phone. nick ran up to turn the lights off and start the videos.

my eyes began feeling tired twenty minutes into binge watching youtube videos, matt noticed and shyly placed his large hand on my soft thigh while giving me a lustful stare. his hand etching closer and closer to my throbbing clit. my breaths became more shallow, my mind was foggy as i tilted my head back against the wall, the quietest whimper escaping my lips. i couldn’t take it anymore, i shot out of the seat. nick and chris looked at me confused.

“i um.. i don’t feel too good, i might go lie down.” i said while rubbing the back of my neck, my palms already sweating. i looked down to find matt smirking, his face illuminated by his phone screen.

“oh, that’s fine y/n, go take a nap in matt’s room, it’s the closest” nick said kindly while pausing the tv.

“yeah you’re all good y/n, we can always hang another time.” chris said while playing with an empty pepsi can.

i looked down at matt, his eyes full of lust, before making my way to his room. i could feel his eyes burning holes in the back of my head.

i quietly sat down onto his bed before lying down on the soft pillow, it smelled exactly like matt. in the distance i heard his voice, soft but still sweet.

“i’m gonna go check on her, see if she needs help.” he said, the sound of his footsteps coming closer.

i could feel my panties getting wetter, my core throbbing, begging for his touch. my legs now pressed together trying to suppress my neediness. i looked up, matt standing in the doorway looking perfect. “hi” his voice soft and raspy, he had to be quiet his brothers were just in the other room.

he made his way over to me while swiftly removing his hoodie, exposing his veiny tattooed arm. he moved closer to my face, my breathing shallow as he planted a soft kiss on my collar bone, i couldn’t help but lean into him, i was craving him. he slowly tugged at the hem of my shirt before removing and tossing it into the floor near his hoodie. his eyes trailing down to my red lace bra, lust clouding his blue eyes. his kisses now getting sloppier as he made his way down to my chest, to my hips.

he gripped the button of my jeans before frantically removing them, i needed him so bad. my wet panties now exposed.

“what a dirty little girl, so wet for me already” he said while teasing me through the fabric.

“please, matt, i need you so bad.” i said while trying to hold in my whimpers of pleasure.

he nodded while coming back up to kiss me, his bulge pressing against my clit through his pants. he quickly removed them exposing his boxers. i palmed him through the fabric and begged him with me eyes.

“please just fuck me already” i was begging, getting wetter by the second.

“be patient baby.”

he planted a harsh kiss onto my neck while sucking, hoping to leave a massive hickey. he pulled his cock out and pushed my panties to the side. he rubbed my flaps with his slender fingers, now bringing them to my mouth forcing me to taste myself, the unfamiliar tang sat on my tongue just as he shoved himself into me without warning.

“o-oh my god, matt!” i moaned out, my hands flying to my mouth worried we would be heard.

“shh, it’s okay baby i got you.” he said while stroking my face, his thrusts getting harder. “turn over for me pretty girl, all fours.” he said while pulling out fast, my orgasm fading away.

i obeyed and arched my ass onto him, his cock filling me once again, “mm that’s my good girl” he said while spanking my ass as it bounced off his pelvis.

his thrusts continued, his tip digging deeper and deeper into my tight pussy, getting me wetter by the second. my arousal making my thighs slick. “are you doing good baby” he said while rubbing my back.

“i-im so fucking close matt, p-please don’t stop.” i moaned loudly, now biting my knuckles trying to keep it in.

“shh you’re okay baby, let it out” he said still thrusting hard. a groan spilt from his lips almost sending me over the edge.

“i want to hear you matty” i said in between my moans. his pace picking up while he let out the softest whimpers, he was close.

his hands gripped my hips, pulling me harder onto his cock while he thrusted, he was hitting my spot so well, i cried out while gripping the sheets. my tight walls now clenching him as my orgasm took over. he wasn’t far behind me.

“ahh~ im, im coming f-fuck!” he whimpered while filling me up. “oh f-fuck y/n” he said while rubbing my back. i rolled over onto my back lying down sleepily while wrapped in his silky covers as he planted himself next to me.

“you’re such a good girl baby,” he said while tracing his thumb over my bottom lip, “my sweet girl.”

i hope y’all liked this 🙏 since it was a little rushed!! i’m also begging for requests 😭😭 i love writing what others want me to and it’s just so fun seeing what y’all come up with <3

[prettypinkporkchop]

Purple Skittles

Summary: Embry is a fuckboy. He imprints on you.

Warnings: language, sexual, drinking

Since Embry has never imprinted, poor guy had to have sex with SOMEONE. He became a local at the bar. He had a few girls that he'd get dirty with. Since he started doing this and playing with feelings, he became grossed out by the thought of love. But one thing about Embry is he's depressed.

Embry sits outside of Sandra's house. She's a random that he's had like three times. She's inside asleep in her bed and naked. Embry takes a swig of the whiskey bottle and stares out into the dark. "Fuck.." He groans and lowers his head.

His phone rings and he grabs it from beside him.

"What, Seth?" He hisses.

"You need to get your ass out here, brother. We've been waiting for you." Seth sighs.

"I'm coming. Just tell Jake and Sam to wait just a moment." He says and hangs up.

He had totally forgotten it was his night to patrol. He hates this life. He hates who he has become.

----

You back up a few steps and try to take a picture of the beach but your back hits someone.

"Ow!" You both say at the same time.

You turn and see a young woman with scars on her face. She smiles and squints at you.

"I'm sorry! I didn't see you there." She says, rubbing the back of her head.

"No, I'm sorry. I just wanted to take pictures for my friends back home." You lifted your phone and smile at her.

"I figured you're new. You're an unfamiliar face." She raises her eyebrows.

"Yeah. I got a job here, and I live out in Forks." You reply.

"I'm Emily Uley." She places her hand on her chest.

"I'm y/n y/l/n. Once again, sorry I ran into you." You say awkwardly.

A man behind her runs up to you two. "Em!" He looks at you. He's shirtless and has a tribal tattoo on his shoulder. He smiles and nods at you. "I'm Sam.''

"Y/n." You smile at him. You put your phone in your back pocket and sigh. "Well, I better get going. It was nice meeting you guys." You say.

You see Sam whisper something to Emily. She smiles and then holds her phone out to you.

"Can I have your number? I'd love to show you around. Plus, a new place requires local friends." She giggles.

You take it from her hands and get a sense of comfort. Comfort knowing that you have someone near you that you know.

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Emily places the plates down in front of all of the wolves. They are conversing about their days and talking about how boring it is now because of the silent peace after Renesmee.

"Sam, what'd you?" Jared asks.

Sam sucks in a breath. "Well, I went to the beach with Emily. She ran into this woman. She seems sweet. I got a feeling about her." He starts eating.

"A bad feeling?" Quil asks.

"Mm. No." Sam shakes his head and swallows his food. "No, it just felt as if she'll be back.." He chuckles. "I don't know. Ignore me." He starts eating.

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Emily invited you over to have tea and hang out with a few girls. You're nervous about meeting them but you know it'll be good for you.

You pull up your leather jacket and zip it up halfway. You grab your purse and your keys and head outside. You make sure to lock the door behind you and get into your car.

You follow the GPS and end up at this secluded and adorable house. The door is open but you can't see inside. You park next to a red truck and make your way to the door.

You see four women sitting at a table drinking tea and eating sweets. They're talking and don't notice you at first. You lightly knock on the doorframe.

Emily shoots her head up and smiles. "Y/n! Come! Sit down."

"Yes ma'am!" You reply and sit next to a pale girl. You've never seen anyone so pale before! Like it's ghostly pale.

"Y/n, meet Kim, Rachel, and Renesmee." She points at them and they give small waves.

"It's nice to meet you all." You smile.

"Here, I'll make you a glass." Rachel stands up.

Kim reaches over and pushes the plate of treats closer to you. "Eat up, dear. Emily is constantly cooking and baking. Don't be food shy." She smiles and takes a bite out of a brownie.

The conversations are just about you and all of them. Their stories and life. It's just a get to know you type deal. But after a couple of hours of that, you guys start on other topics. It's stuff you are interested in. You felt at home. Your anxiety has drifted away completely. It's like this is more of a home than your hometown.

"Oop, they're here. Sorry, y/n. I forgot to tell you. It's a bunch of boys, and they're rowdy. Don't worry, harmless and sweet." Emily looks at you with concern.

Your stomach turns with nervousness. Awkward. "Uhm, yes ma'am." You reply.

Renesmee looks at you and touches your wrist. "Hey, don't worry. Everyone here is nothing but love. You fit right in." She softly nudges your shoulder. Then she looks up and stares off into space as if she's seeing something. It doesn't last long, but you notice it and see Emily look at her.

"Who do we have here?!" You hear a random guy ask.

You look up and see too many guys and one woman. All buff and tan with tribal tattoos. You're fascinated by the native traditions.

"This is y/n. I didn't know she'd be here today. But it's good to have you." Familiar Sam smiles at you before walking to Emily.

Kim, Rachel, and Renesmee sit at their seats, but guys walk over to them and kiss their heads and such. You lower your head in awkwardness.

"Don't mind the love birds." Your head shoots up to see a curly haired guy talk to you. "They're just ridiculous." He chuckles.

You smile and nod your head.

"I'm Quil." He points to himself.

"Leah." The woman smiles at you and shakes your hand.

"Embry." You make eye contact with the most beautiful man you've ever seen. Your heart jumps and flips.

"Collin." A young boy coughs and points to himself. Embry looks at him and then to the ground.

"Brady." The youngest one said.

"Seth." This adorable guy with dimples smiles and shakes your hand.

"Well, I'm y/n." You smile.

"Yeah.. we heard." Embry says. He doesn't sound too excited.

"Embry-" Renesmee says, but he storms out.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be a bother." You stutter and stand up grabbing your stuff.

"No! It's not you, no! Come back any time. Embry is just going through stuff." Emily says and stands up to hug you.

----

Embry takes a shot of vodka and looks out in the crowd for one of the three go-to's. They aren't here tonight. Well, in celebration of imprinting, he figures to avoid loving you. He decides to try someone new.

He notices a girl dancing provocatively and stares at her. She puts the tip of her finger in between her teeth and gives a smile.

Ew. Embry doesn't like her. He doesn't like any of them. He just wants to hurt himself. This is his way of doing so.

He stands up from the chair and makes his way over to her. She reeks of alcohol and weed. He grabs onto her waist and pulls her into him.

"Wanna dip?" He whispers in her ear.

"Ayo! Get the fuck away from my girlfriend!" A man yells behind Embry.

Embry swiftly turns, and the man punches him. Damn, it doesn't really hurt, but the dude got some strength on him.

"I didn't know, man." Embry says.

The guy swings again, but Embry dodges.

"Hey! You two! Out now before I call the cops!" The bartender yells.

----

"Thank you." You tip the waitress and then go outside into the parking lot. You fumble for your keys and unlock the car.

You hear someone walking across the road and you quickly get in your car and lock it. Uh uh, it's dark out. You don't play.

You pull out and start to drive. You see who it was, and he's oddly familiar. Oh! Is it Embry? You slow down next to him and roll down your window.

"Hey, need a ride?"

Embry looks at you and stops in his tracks. "No, thank you, though." He starts to walk again.

You slowly move the car keeping up with him. "It's too cold! Come on, get in." You order.

He sighs and then gets in your car. You look over at him and notice some dried blood on his lip. There's no more blood and no wound.

"What happened?" You ask and start driving.

"Bar fight." He keeps his eyes forward.

"Mm, I see." You reply. "Lead the way, sir." You smile.

He scoffs. "To my house?" He asks.

"Yeah. Where else?" You raise an eyebrow.

"Yours." He looks at you.

You feel his eyes on you, but you refuse to look at him. You gulp and grip the steering wheel a bit. "Maybe a date first?" You awkwardly chuckle, trying to lighten the mood.

He bursts into laughter. "You're cute, but I don't date." He leans in closer to you.

"Okay. Got you. So, lead me to your house please?" You ask.

He nods his head. "Go straight until we get to the next stop sign."

It's silent after that. You're nervous, and even though this guy is hotter than hell fire, he's intimidating you. But you understand that he's hurting. It's obvious. Very obvious. You were there before.

"Thanks a lot for driving me home. I apologize for how I was when we first met. I hope you choose to still come around." He says.

"It's no problem, love." You smile.

"I'll give you gas money." He digs through his pocket.

You quickly grab onto his exposed wrist. You're shocked by the warmth and at the feeling in your stomach. "No, sir." You let his wrist go.

He stops moving and then sighs. "Take a right."

----

Embry's feet are bare on the ground. He looks over both packs and listens to his alphas orders.

"New duty. Embry, you are patrolling the east side tomorrow. There's a blood sucker hanging around there. They refused to join the Cullens."

Embry nods and places his hands on his hips.

"That's if Leah and Seth doesn't catch him." Jacob adds.

"It's definitely an army." Leah says.

"How do you know?" Paul asks.

"Charlie has been on a case for a month now. Two brothers went missing while hiking." She replies.

"That changes a lot of things." Jacob says, and him and Sam look at each other.

"Well, finally, some action." Embry shrugs.

"This could get bad, Embry." Jared spits.

Embry growls. "Jared." Embry warns.

"Stop." Sam orders. "Embry, talk to your imprint and get your shit together."

Embry looks at his feet and grumbles. He does not want love. He doesn't know love.

"Well, Emily did invite her to the bonfire tonight." Leah pokes Embrys head.

Embry grabs her finger. "That's fine. But this is about business. What's the plan for these leeches?"

----

You pull into the driveway that you were at once a few days ago. You're nervous as shit but you look forward to hanging out with the girls again. You get out of your car that's parked next to multiple old trucks. You walk over to the loud group of people around a bright fire.

"Hey." You sit beside Emily on a chair.

"Y/n!'' She gets up and hugs you. "Oh, I'm glad you came. Do you want some food?" She let's you go.

"Thanks, Emily! I'll grab some when I get hungry." You smile at her.

You look up and see Embry sitting on a log. He's staring at you. You smile at him. His smile is small, but he acknowledges you.

You look away quickly and try to find someone to talk to. You catch Kim waving you over. You jump up and walk over to her and Jared. "Hey!" You sit next to Kim.

"Hey!" Kim responds. "How are you doing?" She asks.

"I'm well! I got off work before coming here. It was an easy shift." You smile. "What about you?"

"Lord, I'm good. Just been dealing with this dumb ass all day." She giggles and pokes Jared.

"Hey!" He laughs. Then he looks over at Embry.

You look over at him too and see him looking at you still.

"You should go talk to him!" Jared says.

"Why?" You ask.

"He's literally rizzing you up." Jared laughs.

"Oh, uh.. Jared, I think.." Kim points at Embry.

You turn back over there and see a random girl sitting beside him. He wraps his arm around her and whispers in her ear. She starts giggling.

"He's occupied." You smile at Jared and Kim.

"He's gonna piss me off." Jared sighs.

"She's not supposed to be here." Kim whispers.

"Was she not invited?" You ask.

"No." Kim says and watches her.

"Embry Call. What the hell?" Jacob grabs his shirt and pulls him from the log. "You can't invite outsiders!" Jacob yells.

Outsiders? Aren't you one?

"I didn't! She just showed up!" Embry yells back.

"Go home." Jacob points at her.

You look back at Kim and Jared. "Awkward.." You sing.

"Yeah, tell me about it. That girl follows Embry around. I believe he didn't invite her. He's not that stupid." Jared says.

"I'm an outsider." You say.

"Not any more." Kim softly takes your hand.

You smile and see the girl leave Embry runs inside the house.

"I bet he feels awkward. He shouldn't have slept with her. She's crazy." Kim sucks in a breath.

"Are they together?! He told me he doesn't date." You are shocked.

"Nope. Just a fuck buddy. He's got like three?" Kim turns to Jared for confirmation.

"Yup. Boy doesn't think he's capable of love." Jared adds.

This breaks your heart. You know he's hurting, and it's deep. You see him come back outside with a drink and start apologizing to everyone. You try to listen in but his words are quiet.

"Sorry, guys. I didn't mean.... I didn't invite her...."

----

"We must be prepared for what could happen. It's not peaceful all of the time. Get ready. I have a feeling." Billy says.

You look around confused. Why is he speaking as if it's real and right now? Renesmee who's beside you grabs a hold of your hand.

"Alright, children. Go play." Billy ends the story time.

You face Renesmee. "What did he mean by all of that?!" You panic.

"Don't worry, y/n. Don't worry." She takes hold of your face. "Shh."

Your breathing slows down.

"It's just stories, right?"

She clicks her tongue. "I would love to say that. You need to talk to Embry." She says.

"No, I need to go home." You jump up and head to car.

"Hey! Y/n. No, wait up!" You hear Embry behind you.

You stop moving and face the beauty of a man. His eyes are touching yours in a soul way. He has a way of getting you to listen.

"I don't want you to be afraid." He says.

"I am. And why am I here? Outsiders aren't allowed. I now know why. I just moved here. W-what does it got to do with me?" You ask quickly.

He grabs your shoulders and rubs his thumbs up and down. "Hey. You're always protected." He whispers.

"Protected by wolves from vampires?!"

He sighs and looks down. "Renesmee is a half vampire half human." He looks back up. "The Cullens. They're on our side." He adds.

"Jesus, this is crazy." You laugh in a panic.

"You need to know this because you are in this now. I am sorry for dragging you in this. I wish I never even imprinted." He let's you go and shakes his head.

You remembered what imprinting was, and you gasped. "Really Embry?! Me?! I am paired with a fuck boy. Great." You put your hand on your forehead.

"Protector, friend, brother.." He whispers.

"Yeah, as if that's what I'd want after being sucked into you since I met you." You say sarcastically and then cover your mouth.

"Don't get attached like that." He backs away before running back to the crowd.

You breathe rapidly and struggle to open your door and get in the car.

----

"Don't be scared." Jake says to you as you grip Renesmees hand.

Even their house is weird. All glass? Be more private than that!

"Oh, hello!" A woman walks out with her arms open. She embraces you.

You are caught off guard but notice her cold body. You hug her back hoping you don't get ate up.

You hear chuckling behind her, making you look up. "No, we don't kill humans." He says.

The woman pulls away from you. "I'm Esme. The mother of this house." She smirks.

"Edward. Renesmee's father." The guy on the porch says.

"Dad." Jacob jokes.

Edward sighs. "Don't press my buttons, wolfie."

"Come inside!" Esme pulls you in.

You recognize the smell of food cooking. "It smells good!" You smile.

"Thanks! Renesmee and Jake eat here. We don't. But we must for a new guest!"

She leads you into the kitchen where you see the other vampires.

---

Embry ignores Sandra's texts about that night at the bonfire. He's pissed at her and himself. He looks up from his phone and takes a shot.

He smells one of his girls sitting next to him. Emma.

"We getting it tonight, Embry?" She laughs.

Embry looks at her and wants to puke. After he met you, looking at another woman is revolting. It angers him. He wants to push through it. "I haven't seen you in a while." He smiles.

"AH, yeah. My phone broke. I had to work extra hours to get a new one. I've got a new number, too." She explains.

"Nice." Embry replies, not really caring.

A few drinks later, they're both making out in Emma's house. He notices a used condom on the floor. He stops kissing her and looks down at it.

"Fuck me, Embry. Don't worry about it." She grabs his face and kisses him again.

No, he doesn't care. But he's not getting aroused by her like usual. He feels disgusting. She reaches her hand down and gropes him. She pulls away and looks at him confused.

"You're not..?"

Embry sighs and then pushes past her and out of her house. He runs until he reaches the main road of Forks. He can't stop thinking about you. He doesn't know where you live, nor does he have your number.

He kicks a big ass rock on the road across to the other side. "Shit." He hisses.

"What you so mad about?" He hears Leah behind him.

He scoffs. "As if you care."

"Hey, I'm an asshole but you're my brother. If this is about y/n,"

"Don't. Just, please tell me you know where she is." He looks at Leah with sad eyes.

"Last I heard she's with Jacob and Nessie at the Cullen's." She replies.

---

You lay your head on Renesmee's shoulder while you're riding in Jacob's truck. He's dropping you off at your house. You had an amazing time and absolutely love the family. They're weird but super kind. Edward do be annoying with his mind shit though. Jasper... eek.. why he staring like that?

"Alright. Here. What?" He parks the truck.

You look up and see Embry sitting on your porch swing. He awkwardly waves.

"He wants to speak to you alone." Renesmee says.

"Thank you guys for tonight. It was super fun." You say to them.

You exchange goodbyes, and you sit next to Embry on the swing. "Are you okay?" You ask.

"No." He says.

"What happened?"

"You." He smiles.

You look down at your thighs and stay silent.

"Before you came, I wanted an imprint so bad. I never got one. I've never even had a girl genuinely like me. I didn't believe in love. I thought imprinting was just.. a forced bond." He stops.

"Embry.." You sigh.

"I got mad. And the longer I lived as a shifter surrounded by people in love and teenage boys, I began to get bored. I was mad and bored." He continues.

"I'm sorry you were hurting." You look up at him.

"Something happened tonight. But I'm scared to let you in." He looks back at you, his eyebrows furrowed.

"I'm scared, too." You reply. Then you look down and start chuckling. "I can only take one girl down at a time. I'm gonna break my hands being with you."

You both start laughing.

"How about we start slow?" He asks. "If you even want to. Which it's up to you."

You bite your lip in concentration. It doesn't take long for you to respond. "I'm already here, and you're hot, so I guess so." You giggle.

----

Embry throws some skittles in his mouth and looks at you in shock.

"So that's why you moved here?"

You laugh and nod your head. "Yup. Life is.. crazy.'' You reach over and grab a couple skittles.

"Do you like the purple ones?" You ask Embry.

"I'm a wolf. I eat just about anything." He chuckles.

"Yup. Perfect match. We share whatever, and I eat what you're willing to give, and you eat what I don't like." You put them in your mouth.

Embry starts laughing. "Three days in hanging out with me, and you're already wanting a relationship." He smirks.

"Can you blame me?" You pull the blanket on your couch onto your shoulders.

"If I grab a yellow skittle, we should wait. If it's purple, you're mine now." He digs his hand into the big bag of skittles.

Your heart starts pounding. You want it to be purple. Be purple.

He pulls it out and opens his hand.

Purple.

You both look up at each other.

---

You get home from work and kick off your shoes. You sigh deeply and plop onto the couch. You start dozing off when your front door opens. You know it's Embry.

"Baby, up. Want to go to dinner?" He shakes your leg.

"Mhm." You slowly sit up.

"We can wait if you're tired." He says.

"No, I want to go." You persist.

He thinks for a moment and then grabs your hand. He pulls you up.

"Woah, where we going?" You laugh.

"To take a nap." He goes into your bedroom.

It doesn't sound too bad to you. "Let me get comfortable." You say. You stand up and take off your shirt.

Embry coughs and looks down at the ground.

"Is this okay?" You ask.

"Yeah, I'm just.. surprised and I want to be respectful." He blushes.

"I'm yours, aren't I?" You take off your bra and throw on a bigger shirt. "You can look."

He looks up at you. "Yeah, you're mine." He bites his lip.

You take off your pants and then crawl into bed. He sighs to contain himself, and he gets in your blankets. You turn around and he wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you into him.

"Closer." He says.

You lay there for a few minutes before turning around and looking at Embry. You want to kiss him. You touch his chin and run your thumb along his lip.

"You're gonna kill me." He groans and grabs the back of your head and kisses you.

His lips are soft and warm you taste him and his tongue. You're wrapped up in Embry only. You forget about everything else. (Something like this)

He pulls away and lays on his back, breathing out a shaky breath. You look over his face.

"I've never felt..." He begins.

"I get it. Me too." You lean down and start kissing his neck.

He leans his head back, and you crawl on top of him. Now he's hard, and you feel it. You bite softly, and he moans. His hands go lower and and he's about to grab your ass but he grips your waist and pulls you back. "Hey, if you keep going, I'm gonna fuck you. Are we napping and then going out or fucking?" He looks up at you.

You blush and climb off of him. Just wait. Just wait. You should wait? Right?

After the nap, you get ready to go eat at a restaurant Embry takes you to. You two are seated, eating, and having a good time.

"So, Quil absolutely fucked up my shoulder. Not my proudest wolf moment."

You two laugh.

"Embry?"

You both look up and see a girl. You don't know her. He quickly wipes his mouth with a napkin.

"I've been trying to get a hold of you for a week now." She says.

"Uh. And? I'm busy. I actually have someone now." He says looking up at her.

"That sucks!" She says and then looks at you. "Just saying he loves it when a woman can spell words with her hips on him." She smirks.

You start to get angry. Jealousy rises in you. You smile and move your tongue along the inside of your bottom lip. You stand up and swing.

----

You sit there while Carlisle wraps up your hand. Inside the room is Embry, Emily, and Kim.

"Regret sleeping around don't ya?" Kim laughs at Embry.

"I do, but damn wasn't my girl bad ass." Embry smiles.

"No more punching." Carlisle smiles at you.

"You got it doc. Could you do the punching for me? Ya know, with your crazy strength." You giggle.

He starts chuckling. "I would if I could."

----

You two are laid up on the couch and listen to music while talking. Your wrapped up hand is throbbing, but you're able to ignore it because Embry is distracting you.

You take a handful of skittles out of the bag. You have way too many purple ones. "Babe." You say.

He knows and cups his hands out for you to drop the purple ones in his palms.

[hamiltonells]

Is this it?-lewis hamilton

lewis hamilton x fem!reader. summary: dating a 7time world champion wasn’t easy especially when you have a crawling baby, and lewis? well he was busy portraying an f1 driver lifestyle and partying. but what happens when the press and rumours get a bit too much.(I suck at summarys😫).

big thank you to anonymous to helped me pick a baby name, you was a big help and your a genius⭐️

WARNINGS: angst,a few time skips, lewis being a little bit of a arsehole, cheating bad writing, povs are everywhere like it’s kinda confusing I’m sorry

I really want to do a part two, so let me know people x

(y/n pov)

“this one’s my favourite” I softly speak as I run my fingers over the ink behind his ear as he lays on my chest.

I’m sat up against the head board in lewis white crisp button up shirt, “hm this one’s my favourite” he mumbles into me as his hand goes straight to the tattoo under my boob that says “𝓁𝑒𝓌𝒾𝓈₄₄” “your my favourite, handsome” I kiss the side of his head.

you had been childhood sweethearts you being slightly younger than him since being in his younger brothers Nicolas year at school, it was that much of an age gap but the media loved t rub it in.

i was broken out of thought when lewis phone goes off, “who’s that” I question “nobody” he grumbled as he puts his phone down,but something was telling me differently.

I reached out of the bed to put my underwear back on from the night before, as I got up out of bed and grabbed my phone. “y/n where are you going” lewis shouted as I was already out of the bedroom making my way to silvas Room, silva the light of you life, your little girl she’s just reached 8 months.

“come on sweetie, let’s get some jobs done aye” you lift her up out of her cot.

I had a washing basket in my hand with silvia sitting in it with the clean washing. She was in nothing but her diaper, smiling up at me as I threw warm clothes fresh out of the dryer in the basket with her.

She laughs as I toss a shirt on her head playfully, blanketing her face. She laughs harder and reaches her little hands up to push the black shirt off her face so it just sits on top of her head. She peeks up at me with that big smile and dense dimples.

I pick her up as blow raspberries on her cheek as she giggles, lewis had gone out an ‘important meeting’ apparently he had been on a lot of those lately.

a knock on the door fills your ears as you carry yourself and your little one to the door, a concerned max comes into your eyesight as you open the door surprised, “maxie hey, what you doing here” you smile at him and you welcome him in with a hug as Silvia giggles.

“y/n, are you okay?- oh hello you” his thick Dutch accent entering the room as he pokes her nose.

“yeah of course I am why?” you question him as you lead him into the living room (a little inspo x)

“you haven’t heard have you, oh god” he panics as he searches for his phone in his back pocket, he reaches out for silvia as he passes you his phone.

you couldn’t believe your eyes, but your lew he wouldn’t do this to you just thought you was just going through a rough patch, tears start to well your eyes as max comes and comforts you.

According to People magazine, Lewis and Shakira are getting to know each other better."They're having fun and masturbating," an exclusive source said.Representatives for both did not respond to the magazine.

Shakira was spotted in Miami Wednesday on a boat with the racer, not long after the two were seen running in to each other at a restaurant in the area. see photos..

you couldn’t believe what you was reading, was you so blind to it all?

you feel your throat closing up on you, “y/n breath, breath with me y/n/n” you hear max whisper in your ear, while holding your hand.

“what am I going to do” you hiccup as you look around your living room seeing the happy photos of yourself and you little family.

“hey let’s put the little one down yeah” max rough voice broke you through your thoughts, you both stood up and went to put silva down for the nap.

Max was like you brother, ever since you both had met you was inseparable,he was always around the corner to pick up the pieces for you, you and lewis had many fights over max, but you two was just like brother and sister.

an hour had passed by the time you had fully calmed down, the hard sobs turned into little sniffing onto George’s shoulders, and in that time the doggy carer had stoped by to drop off roscoe.

“I can’t stay here max, I feel suffocated in here” you soft voice broke out as you lifted you head up out of roscoes body, “you and Silvia can stay at mine, but you can’t hide away from him y/n, you have his daughter, you also have Spanish gp you can fly with me if you wanted to”

“yeah that would be great, thank you m”

you was almost ready to walk out of the door when lewis walked in, your bags by the door silva with max bopping up and down while he tried to get her to sleep.

“y/n?” Lewis voice rung out to you followed by a “max?” When he saw you both, “I’ll go wait in the car” max says while passing the little one to lewis when he reaches out for her, and putting your bags in the boot of his car.

“wait in the car?” Lewis ran over by what he said “I need to go lew” “is this about the photos?” he followed after you when you put you last things together.

"-it was not intentional, y/n, we were both drunk-" his voice broke, you freeze in your place, “so it was true”

"Was I not good enough, lewis ?" He stays quiet, eyes finding the carpet beneath his feet “was you daughter not good enough?” The anger you feeling boils in you.

"Don't you ever say that again" it's his turn to become angry. How dare she think that!? He loved you, and he still does, even though he cheated on you.

"But it's true, lew" you now has tears in you eyes and all lewis wants to do is pull you into his chest and tell her that it's not, that he loves her so much, but he doesn't do that, he just sits there and watches her full apart, all because of one? drunken mistake

“Your missing out on you daughters life lewis all because of this party lifestyle”

You sigh and wipes under your eyes "-let's take a break, yeah? So you can figure out what you want. I'm not letting go of all the effort I've put in the last years"

“I’m going to stay with max for a while, I’ll see you at the gp, I’ll bring silva and maybe you can spend time with her there”

lewis wipes his own tears and nods, he doesn’t need to think about what he wants, he knows what he want, his daughter and you.

you both say goodbyes with one last hug at both on your guys doorstep, tears leaving both of your eyes when you whispers goodbye in the corner of his neck.

“bye silv, I’ll see you soon yeah, daddy loves you” he says when you pull apart from him and presses a kiss on to her puffy cheek.

“I love you” lewis confesses after doing the same and pressing a kiss to your cheek, “I love you”.

lewishamilton ✓

lewishamilton: always you 2 ❤️

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[whorekneecentral]

The Smell Of The Holidays

Kostas Tsimikas x Fem!Reader

Warnings: friendly neighbourly chats, sweet moments with kos and his puppies, a heartfelt thank you, a little crush from kos's end, some tattoo exploring, sexual tension, it's giving sub!kostas for a minute there, thigh riding - it's more dry humping than thigh riding but I digress, oral (f!receiving), 0.2 seconds of fingering, finger sucking, penetrative sex (p in v), creampie.

Word Count: 3,565

Author's Note: I think this is my favourite and the longest fic so far. dedicated to the president of the kostas fan club, miss ivy @curiousthyme <333

merry smutmas series

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You over baked for your niece’s holiday bake sale so you do the neighbourly thing and share with your neighbour, Kostas and his two puppies.

Your brother was a single father, he’s a busy guy that he works long hours and you help out with your niece in whatever way you can. Your brother can’t bake to save his life so when she comes home saying she needs treats for the bake sale, he calls you.

You were baking treats for her holiday bake sale; cupcakes, cookies, brownies, lemon bars - you name it, you baked it.

The bake sale was for the whole school, they were raising money for a charity who helped underfund kids, or something along the lines. With your niece's missing tooth, she didn't annunciate the best.

You have been baking all day and it wasn't until you turned around to set the final tray of cookies down that you realized you had run out of counter, dining room, coffee table and couch space. The cooled and frosted cookies, brownies and cupcakes were sitting on the couches in their trays, the ones that were needing to be frosted were on the tables and you had the hot pans on your counters.

Carefully, you shifted a few things around to set the hot pan down, leaving it to cool.

Your hands on your hips, you looked around; you've baked yourself into a conundrum.

It wasn't until you heard the barking next door that you realized what you could do with all of the extra treats that you were baked. You finished frosting the last of what needed to be frosted before packing them away neatly into their trays and loading them into your car.

You went back inside and picked up a small tray that you had set aside specifically for your next door neighbour, Kostas.

He was kind and sweet and kept to himself most of the time. He had two puppies, who weren't really puppies but you addressed them as such; Maui and Fuerte. Kostas wasn't home much as he was very busy with his job but every now and then you'll see him in his backyard with his dogs, training or swimming laps or whatever it is that he does out there.

It's a neighbourly hello and a few tummy rubs for the puppies before you head out and go about your day.

You balance the tray with one arm, setting the majority of its weight against your jutted out hip. You knock on the door and wait for someone to answer. There's some barking before the door opens, you can hear Kostas shooing the puppies away to stop them from coming out.

Behind him, you can see into the living room; a massive tree stood tall in the centre by the window, ornaments hung plentiful along the green branches. There's a few other Christmas-related things around the entryway.

"Hey!" He smiles, black sweatpants hanging low on his hips and a white vest that clung to his chest in all the right places; you scolded yourself for gawking at him. "Y/n, right?" He points to you with his finger.

"Yeah," you smiled at him, "I hope I'm not bothering you."

"Not at all," he shakes his head, shifting to stop the dog you know as Maui from coming outside. She poked her head between his legs, looking up at you curiously. "What's up?" He asks, watching as you look lovingly at his puppy.

"My niece is having a bake sale at school and asked me to bake some treats for her and the thing is, I went a little overboard." You laughed. "I realized I made too much, and I figured I would do the neighbourly thing and bring some over for you."

"Oh," he smiles at you, taking the tray that was heavier than it looked from you. "Thank you very much, I was wondering if someone opened a bakery around here. I've been smelling it since this morning."

A soft laugh slipped past your lips as you shrugged. "It got hot with the oven running so I opened the window."

Kostas nods, shifting his leg a bit as Maui tries to wiggle her head away from his legs. You smiled at the dog, peeking over Kostas's left shoulder to see her tugging on a toy with Fuerte.

"The ones with the frosting on it aren't puppy friendly but I put some in there that don't have frosting so you could share with them. There's also a few brownies and other things, I wasn't sure what you like, so I tried to put a mix of everything."

Kostas nods, thinking to himself that it was very sweet of you to consider his puppies when packing the tray. "Was that intentional? You know, catering to the puppies ?"

"Yes but also no. I did intentionally not put frosting on some of them for the pups, but you know kids and their allergies, all the ingredients are safe for the puppies. I made sure to double check."

"Thank you, y/n. I really appreciate it - we're gonna be eating these for the rest of the week." He says, glancing down at the tray. "Would you like to come in?" He steps to the side a bit, and as much as you want to say yes, you don't.

"Unfortunately, I have to get treats over to my brother's house so perhaps another time?" You looked at him, hoping for a yes to your rain check.

"Definitely," he nods. "Thank you again."

"Anytime!" You skipped down the pathway, giggling like a teenager with a crush. Kostas watched from his front door, smiling at you. "Have a good day, y/n!" He calls after you.

"You too, Kos!"

The nickname was something he heard often, mostly from his teammates, but it was the way you said it that made him blush and almost giggled like a school boy with a crush.

Kostas shut the front door and set the tray on his dining room table. As he takes the tinfoil off the top, all he can think about is what he can do to find himself in your presence yet again.

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A few have gone by since you dropped in at Kostas's place and you had only seen him in passing since then.

You had successfully dropped off the treats for your niece and she called you to let you know that they were a hit. You had gone about your week as normal, tidying up and getting your place ready for the holiday season.

There was a knock on your door, you're a bit confused seeing that you weren't expecting anything or anyone, but you wiped your hands on the side of your shorts and found your way to the front door.

Much to your surprise, it was Kostas at the door; a pleasant surprise that is.

There's a rectangular box in his hand and an envelope on top. One hand on the bottom, and one hand on top to keep them in place as he smiles at you. "Can I come in?"

"Yeah, of course." You nod, stepping aside to let the man in. "I'm sorry about the mess, I was in the middle of tidying up."

Kostas nods as he glances around, trying to spot what mess you were talking about. The entire house looked as if it had been staged, not a single thing out of place.

And you have carefully thought out where to place your Christmas decorations, and Kostas noticed that. Your tree sitting in your living room in a spot that commanded attention, garlands wrapped around all of the railings and ornaments hung on all of the branches. All topped off with a pretty red and green wreath on your front door.

"Where are the babies?" You asked him, shutting the front door as he took his shoes off. "Groomers, sent them to get their holiday clean up. I can't stay long, I just wanted to drop this off." He smiles, following you to the kitchen.

Kostas sets the box on the table, handing the envelope over to you.

"For me?" You asked, taking it hesitantly. "I hope this isn't payment for the stuff I dropped off, because if it is-" "No," he shook his head with a smile, "just a thank you."

You carefully open the envelope, taking a sheet of paper out of it, and unfolding it. There's a few flowers painted across the piece of paper, it was clear that he used the puppies' paws to make the petals of the flowers. Some scrawled handwriting which you assumed belonged to Kostas was in the middle of the page; thank you miss y/n.

"Tell Maui and Fuerte I love their picture," you smiled at him, sticking the page on your fridge with a magnet.

Kostas smiles, watching you. "I'll let them know they made it onto the fridge as well." He joked, watching as you straightened the paper and stuck another magnet on there to keep it up.

You walk over to the table, standing in front of Kostas who's now made himself comfortable in your space. "What's this?"

"A thank you from me, I'm not as artistically skilled as my puppies."

You smiled, opening the box to find a chocolate cake. The brown frosting covered the majority of it, there are a few green and red decorations around the border, resembling mistletoe.

"You didn't have to do all this," you tell him, walking over to get a knife and two plates, as well as forks.

"It's the least I could do." He watches as you cut into the cake, handing a piece over to him. "I took some of the treats into work, the boys say I should've given you more than just a cake." He chuckles, taking a bite as you shut the box.

You nod towards the couch, and Kostas picks up his slice of cake following you, and the two of you sit in comfortable silence. The now empty plates sat on the coffee table as you rambled on about something your niece had told you about the bake sale.

Kostas listened intently, but his eyes wandered. Your shorts and hiked up a bit when you dropped yourself on the couch. You noticed his staring, not mentioning anything but you knew he wasn't fully listening. You pull the hem of your shorts, fixing it back to its original length. Kostas noticed and glanced up at you, his cheeks flustered and red.

"Sorry," he whispers, blushing like a school boy with a crush.

"I don't mind," you whisper.

Kostas hums, his eyes wandering over your legs yet again. He can't help but notice the colourful ink peeking out from under the hem of your shorts. "You have tattoos?"

"A tattoo," you correct him, pulling the hem of your shorts up and over your hip.

Kostas's eyes follow the design from the top of your thigh to just over your hip bone. There's a vine with a trail of flowers scattered along it; roses, lilies, daisies, wild flowers, any and everything in between. There's a lot of intricate details, the lines carefully placed to make it look cohesive and the colours of the flowers complimenting each other.

He hums in appreciation, stopping himself from reaching out to touch it. "It's beautiful." He smiles, glancing up at you. "Is it the only one you have?"

You nodded, laughing. "I was 19.. and drunk."

"You went big for your first time," his eyes meet yours and you can't help but feel that his words have a double meaning.

You shrugged, slouching back in your seat. Your leg crossed over the other and your shorts hiked up a bit more, showing off a few inches of your skin that Kostas was begging to put his hands on.

"Most people say you get addicted, but I just did the one and done."

He hums, gesturing to his arms that were covered in various designs and words. "Case in point."

"Just your arms or you've got more?"

Kostas nods, "my left leg and my ribs, and behind my neck." He lifted his shirt a bit to show you the tattoo on the left side of his ribs - an intricate portrait of what looked to be Adam and God.

Hesitantly, your fingers reached out and traced the shape of the tattoo. Kostas's eyes trailed from your face down to your hand and to your fingers, watching as you carefully outlined the ink along his skin.

"Beautiful," you mumbled and Kostas's cheeks flushed red, watching as you slowly moved your hand away.

He knew you were talking about the tattoo and yet he blushed, as if you had called him beautiful - but in a way, you did. And you meant it.

"Maybe I'll get another one, something small." You tell him and Kostas nods, offering to take you to his guy. Always the first one to offer up help and advice, he can hear Thiago's words in his head.

You look down at his leg, he was in shorts despite the cold winter air that nipped at you any time you opened the door - he had run over from his place after dropping the puppies off. You can see the lower half of his leg, the delicate shading and line work made up a stunning tattoo along his leg, the ink on his thigh peeked out from under the hem of his shorts.

"What's under there?" You nod and Kos's brows furrowed, looking at you for an explanation. "Under where?" He asks, making you giggle. It took him a second to realize why you were giggling but then he too, began to laugh.

You shook your head, "I meant your thigh, what's on your thigh?"

Kostas lets out a sound of understanding, shifting to pull the leg of his shorts up so you could see the tattoo. There's a massive portrait of a lion roaring, it didn't seem like Kostas's taste in tattoos but at the same time, it fit him to a T.

He nervously bites at his bottom lip as your hand rests on his knee, carefully slides up to his thigh. "Is this okay?" You whispered, glancing at him. Kostas nods, not sure if he remembers how to speak or even breathe - it feels as if you had taken all the air out of his body.

Your hand slips further up, leaning into the man in front of you. Kostas glances at your lips, your eyes and back to your lips. He sees your tongue wet your bottom lip, pressing them together.

Just as you were about to speak, Kostas beat you to it; "can I kiss you?"

You smile, "I thought you'd never ask."

His hand reaches for your jaw, holding it gently as if you'd break. Kostas brushes his thumb over your cheek, smiling at you sweetly before closing the gap between the two of you.

It was something out of a movie, you had never felt this way about anyone before. It just made sense; you fit against him as if you were meant to be there all along.

Kostas must have had the same thought, pulling you over and onto his lap, letting you straddle him. His hand slips down your side, resting on your hip. "You're so beautiful."

You can't help the blush on your cheek, you lean down to kiss him once again. You can feel his shorts rubbing along your inner thighs as he pulls you to him, trying to have you as close to him as possible. A hand on his shoulder, rolling your hips slightly to test the waters.

He seems to have gotten the idea; lifting his leg to give you more leverage. Your thighs are slotting either side of his, Kostas's hand rests on your hip, lazily brushing his thumb over your hip bone. He watches closely, listening to every little sound that slips past your lips.

"Kos," you mumbles, and the man perks up. "What is it, love?"

"Want you."

The words barely leave your lips and you're being flipped over, flat on your back before he pulls you by your legs, re-situating you to his liking.

Kostas is careful, pulling your shorts and panties off - they're tossed somewhere behind you. It's an issue for later. He kisses up from your calf, letting your legs rest over his shoulders. He's gentle, calculated - as if he knew exactly what to do, as if he had done it before.

Thighs on either side of his head, you weren't fully against his face but Kostas's hands grip the back of your thighs, pulling you further down. He glances up at you, a wicked smile on his face. "Is this okay?" He whispers into your skin, moving closer to exactly where you wanted him.

You nod, "please." The word comes out a bit more desperate sounding than you'd like but you could care less. You needed him - in every single way.

His hands rested on the back of your thigh, pulling you down flat against his face, his tongue pressed against your slit. 

Your body juts forwards - not only from the pulling but from the feeling of his tongue on you. Reaching forward, your manicured fingers tangle in his hair.

Kos' tongue curled upwards, brushing against your clit and you tug on his hair, something incoherent meets his ears - partly because he was focused on what he was doing but also because your thighs were squishing his face. 

He didn’t care. 

He loved it. 

A soft groan leaves his lips when you tug on his hair, trying to move him a certain way. “That- oh!” Your chest heaves, tugging on his hair to get him to do that again. 

His grip on your thighs would leave marks as would the stubble scratching along the inside of your thighs. He rocked you a bit, pulling you closer as his nose brushed against your clit, his tongue moving down to lap over your cunt.

Kostas glances up, his tongue on your clit and he can’t help but admire the view above him. Your chest heaving, tits spilling out over the black lace over your chest, your head tossed back and eyes fluttering closed as his name falls from your lips like a prayer.

He lets you pull him closer, his nose brushing your clit, replacing his tongue as he moves it elsewhere, his fingers pushing into you slowly. He sits up a bit, fingers curling and pumping in you, your eyes still closed.

His free hand reaches up to hold your jaw, pulling your focus to him. “You’re perfect, did you know that?” He asks and you can barely focus enough to grasp the words he was saying, let alone give him an answer.

“Need you,” you mumble.

“What do you need?” He asks.

“Need you.” You say once more.

He hums, he knows he’s not gonna get much more of an answer from you, he just had to give you what you wanted and Kostas knew exactly what you wanted.

You whimper at the loss of his fingers but passes his fingers over your lips, letting you suck on them for a moment as he shuffles his pants down.

Both of you let out a satisfied sigh when he pushes onto you, your leg pulled up onto his hip and he leans over you. His lips brushes against yours,

Kostas's cock twitches when you clench around him, “oh fuck,” he breathes, forehead against yours. “This pussy was made just for me, hm? Take me so well, my pretty girl.”

He pushes the straps off your shoulders, tits spilling out over the top of the bra. He glances down, letting you wrap your legs around his waist and he leans down to kiss you once more, leaving a trial of marks and sloppy kisses until he reaches your tits.

There’s a faint purple mark between your tits; his new favourite spot.

“You're so pretty like this,” he says, your hips buck, wanting more from him. He can feel you clench around his cock. “Fuck, gonna make me cum, darling.”

“Kos.. please.” You breathe, and he gives in, he can’t help himself; you’ve got him wrapped around your finger. “Want you to fuck me full,” you whisper to him. He shuffles a bit, pulling both of your legs over his shoulders.

The change in position does it; his thrusts sloppy, signalling that he too was close. You feel Kostas cum, your legs dropping off his shoulders as you do.

He's still buried in you when he drops down onto you, landing with an oof. You let out a giggle, your hand passing through his messy hair as he peppers kisses along your shoulder.

The two of you lay there for a while, basking in each other's company and the silence. It hits you; "Kos?"

"Yeah?"

"Aren't you supposed to go get the puppies?"

"Oh crap!" He's pulling himself up, hurrying to get dressed. You take that as your cue to get redressed as well. You figured you'd see him again at some point, not expecting him to grab your hand. "Do you wanna come with me?" He asks, walking with you to the front door.

"Isn't it too early to introduce me to the kids?" You joked, already grabbing your hoodie.

Kostas smiles, "they love you, and.."

"Yeah, same." You smile, the words left unsaid for another time.

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obsessive!Simon ‘ghost’ riley

fem reader

CONTENT WARNING:

stalking, mentions of harm, very manipulative Simon, mentions of panty stealing, mentions of breeding, and cunnilingus.

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Simon and you were fairly close, you grew up together, well.. atleast he watched you grow up. You were his childhood bestfriends little sister. He watched you go in and out of relationships. Each time seeing you cry over those boys. Why couldn’t you notice him, patiently waiting for you for years. He knew your schedule he knew how easy it’d be to fit him into the schedule. You didn’t tell him your schedule but it wasn’t hard to secretly follow you… dumb little princess. Imagine if it was someone other then him?? :( You’re so lucky he has some morales. He knew you were going to a club this Saturday what a coincidence.. you’d see your brothers childhood bestfriends for the first time in 6 years.

God you were a fucking minx on the dance floor, shaking your hips to the rhythm of the music, ultimately teasing him. He knew you didn’t know what you were doing but he couldn’t help but want to grab you and pull you to the bathroom by your hair, pounding you against the sink. But he also knew he had to wait, stalk his prey until its close enough then poun-

“hi~” He recognized that voice, fuck. He was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn’t realize you were walking towards him.

“hello sweet heart.” he says making you blush.

“wait- Simon?!” you say recognizing him by his voice. He knew he changed but he didnt know he changed this much. His blonde hair almost a light brown was shorter since he last saw you. He used to have longer hair hut he cant have that in the military. The piercing he used to have in his nose was gone. You wondered if his tongue piercing was still there. He wore diamond studs in his ears and a fitted long sleeve shirt rolled up to his elbows revealing a tattoo or two. He didn’t look like a boy your brothers age anymore. He looked like a man.. an attractive man to be that.

“yup, [name] you still look the same” He smiles, such a pretty smile for a twisted man.

“haha.. yeah well i made it into engineering school!” You say biting on you inner lip. Little did you know he knew that. He knows what teachers you have when you have them and who you hang out with, and you were walking right into his trap.

“oh thats nice, come sit ill buy you a drink” He says tapping the bar seat next to him. You sit down and order a drink.

You two end up talking for hours, having great conversations. You seemed tipsy so he suggested he takes you home since he didn’t drink other then a rum and coke. You two were now siting in the car looking out the window, music quietly playing on the radio. The ride to your house wasn’t long, he walks you to your door and you smile sweetly. You poor angel not knowing this was all planned… “would you like to come in?” you ask.

“sure, princess.” He puts the keys in for you and opens the door. But as soon as the door shuts your lips are on his. Your back against the door. He kneels down and pulls down your pants and lacy underwear. “such a pretty pussy.” He mutters kissing your thigh, He then grabs you putting his face in your cunt holding you up.

“F-fuck si!” You moan. All this hard work all these years where he’s been planning this, all the times he snuck into your house jerked himself off over your sleeping body. All the dirty underwear he’s stolen without you knowing. All of that and more was worth it as he was now sucking and licking your clit. Making your legs start shaking, he was eating you out like a starving man who’s been kept from meals for 5 days. Your hands go to his hair and pull at his hair, making him groan against you.

“so wet my god” He groans causing you to whimper and squirm against him. Not to soon later you were cumming all over his face. He stands up and holds you close to his chest, petting your head and you mutter incoherent things.

He carries you to the bed and sets u down. Hugging you and cuddling into your breasts. he didn’t care he was hard as hell, he finally got to hold his precious doe. Ofcourse he did want to stuff his seed all up in you but one step at a time… one at a time he reminds himself….

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(You scared me) RHEA RIPLEY X JEY USO

Chapter 15

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Rhea was walking around backstage at SmackDown.

She was being cautious, of course. Naomi had invited her to the show. She looked for the locker room. Naomi had told her to meet her in

She walked in, seeing Jade Bianca and, of course, Naomi sitting around talking.

Naomi immediately jumped up, seeing her in the doorway. Hi, how are you doing?

Hey, I’m good.

She led her over to the benches they were all sitting on.

She sat next to Naomi, feeling a little awkward.

How are you feeling, Rhea? Bianca asked

I’m feeling a little better. I wish I was cleared.

Well, I think B handled Liv for you, Jade said, hitting Bianca arm playfully.

That girl was working her last nerve; someone had to hit her, she said, putting her hands up in defense.

I appreciate it, Bianca. She said with a smile.

Maybe you knocked some sense into her, Naomi chimed in.

So what’s been up to Rhea with your time off? Jade said, grabbing her water bottle.

Nothing much; they have been watching me like crazy. Like I’ll get jumped in my own home or something.

Bianca gave her a look, they? Who’s they

She smiled to herself. Me and Jey are dating.

Wait for real! She said sitting up.

Good for you, girl, get yours! Jade said, giving her a high five.

Wait, how long had this been happening? Bianca said, lying down on the bench.

A couple of months technically, but we only been dating for a couple of weeks now.

Damn Naomi You didn’t know Jade said

I just found out a couple of days ago, when we’re in the UK, I had my suspicious

My brother is an idiot when it comes to keeping things a secret, especially when it comes to you, she said, playfully poking her.

She smiled at the thought of him

Oh, so he’s the reason your here tonight had to come support your man. Jade teased

I mean, he does look good in red, plus I haven’t seen him in a couple of days, so

They all let out a collective Oh! Causing her to laugh

I bet he looks even better out of the red too. Jade said, cocking her head.

I mean, those tattoos are nice to look at.

They talk for the rest of the show after it ended, Rhea went to find Jey.

It didn’t take long for her to find him. He was standing outside by one of the exit doors.

His hands rubbing his temples; he always did that when he was stressed.

She ran up to him, giving him a hug. Hey, are you alright?

Yeah, I’m good. He said, giving her a kiss, It’s good to see you.

It’s good to see you too. I missed you.

Well, I got you something.

You did! What is it?

You have to wait and see.

Why tell me you got me something and not give it to me?

I mean, I got something else I can give you to, he said with a grin.

I mean, I’ll take both of your offerings. I’ll never say no to that, she said, tracing her fingers down his chest.

Girl, you trying to get me in trouble at work.

Then let’s go. I don’t want you to get in trouble now, she said, grabbing his sunglasses off his head and putting them on hers.

Damn girl! You don’t have to tell me twice.

He put his arm around her as they walked to their car.

As they walked up, he saw someone standing by his car.

He looked around, seeing if he saw anyone else. becoming more alert to his surroundings as they got closer.

Rhea squeezed his hand tighter, pulling him back.

Who’s that? She pointed at the person standing by their car.

I don’t know. I know who I hope it’s not, tho.

As they walked closer, he noticed there were two people standing there.

Hang on, he said, letting go of her hand. He walked up to the car.

He yelled out, getting their attention.

As they turned around, he noticed it was Jimmy and Naomi.

The fuck you doing, man! Sitting by my car in the dark and shit man!

We have been waiting here for 20 damn minutes. What took you so long, uce?

Ok, both of you calm down. Naomi said, putting a hand on Jimmy's chest.

He sucked his teeth. I swear if your here to talk about Sami man

No, I still don’t trust him, but no, that’s not why I’m here.

So then what do you want?

He felt a hand grabbing his; he knew who it was; he didn’t even have to look

She asked Naomi what was going on.

He looked down at her, nothing. It’s okay.

Jimmy had a weird look on his face. He looked over at Naomi, then back at them.

So what do you want? It’s late and I’m tired, so hurry up.

Uce I get your upset, but don’t go blowing up at Roman like that; it's not going to do us any good.

He shook his head. He doesn’t get to talk down to us anymore, especially right now.

He made a face. What does that mean?

He’s not on top anymore; he doesn’t get to act like he’s better than us.

He threw his hands up. Jey, come on.

I meant what I said; he got one more chance, and then I’m done. I’m here for you, not him.

That got Jimmy's attention.

I’m not going through all that shit again, man.

Jimmy sucked his teeth. I get it; trust me, I do. I’m just saying he’s not going to change overnight.

He ran a hand over his face, alright whatever.

They were all quiet for a moment.

Naomi broke the silence. Ok, we should get going. Come on, baby. She grabbed Jimmy's hand.

Alright, bye, he said, dapping him up.

Bye, see you around. bye Naomi

Bye; see you both later. They walked off.

He let out a loud sigh as he opened her door.

He shut the door, getting in the car.

You okay? She said, grabbing his shoulder.

Yeah, just God, he said, letting his head hit the headrest. Let’s just go. I don’t want to talk about it right now. I just got back. I just want to focus on you. He put his hand on her thigh.

Plus, you still got a gift to open.

Huh, I do, don’t I, she said in a teasing voice.

You do a very good gift, I might add.

I feel like you are not talking about my gift anymore.

I mean, I can give it to you, can’t I? That’s a gift, isn’t it? He moved his hand to her inner thigh, making her shift in her seat. Jey baby

Yes, babygirl, he said as he moved his hand up and down her thigh and rubbed it against her pussy.

Causing her to cross her legs

He continued to tease her till they got to their hotel.

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He grabbed their bags out of the truck. He came around, opening her door.

Thank you, baby. As she stepped out of the car, she grabbed his shoulder for support as she felt her knees get stiff.

He asked if she was okay with a grin on his face.

Yeah, I’m ok; let’s go.

Before she could take another step, he picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder.

Jey Put me down! She kicked her legs. Jey!

Shh, babygirl, you can scream all you want in a minute. He said, smacking her on the ass.

She bit her lip as it sent chills down her spine. God, maybe he should leave more often if he was going to act like this every time.

Luckily, the hotel lobby was pretty empty beside the hotel staff.

Her face was bright red. God, this was so embarrassing being over his shoulder like this, but it also was hot. He just threw her over his shoulder like it was nothing.

When they made it to their room, he dropped their bags on the ground.

He put her down on the desk, kissing her.

She immediately fell into it, putting her hands in his hair.

As they made out, he picked her up, taking her pants off, and throwing them to the side.

He sat her back down, napping at her neck.

The cold air hit her pussy, causing her to bite her lip. He rubbed his hand against her pussy, making her moan.

Babygirl I barely even touched you, and your already so wet for me.

He moved her underwear out of the way, pushing two fingers into her Fuck Jey! She bit his shoulder to muffle the sound of her moans as he thrust them in and out of her

She wrapped her legs around him as he picked up speed, making her moan louder. Fuck please!

She felt that familiar heat pooling in her stomach.

Please, what baby?!

She grabbed at his shirt.

I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what you want, baby.

She used her feet to push down his pants down to his thighs. Jey! Please just… Just fuck me.

You want me to what, baby, I can’t hear you

Fuck me Please just fuck me! She yelled loud enough for the people in the next room to hear, but she didn’t care; all she cared about was him.

He picked her up, carrying her over to the bed.

He laid her down, taking off his clothes.

She threw off her shirt along with her bra and underwear.

He flipped her around so she was on her hands and knees.

He thrust into her in one swift motion. grabbing the bass of her neck.

Is this what you wanted babygirl?!

Yes! god, yes!

She let her head hang. Each thrust was fast and deep, hitting that special spot, making her moan.

Your so hot like this baby; let everybody know your mind. He smacked her on the ass. making her yell

God, he felt so good. Each thrust brought her closer and closer.

Fuck Jey im... im

Cum for me, babygirl

A couple more thrusts pushed her over the edge.

Her body shuddering as her orgasm rips through her

She fell down to her elbows, trying to catch her breath.

his hips snapping forward one last time as he finds his own release.

He fell beside her, breathing heavily, trying to catch his breath. Damn girl!

She chuckled as her body relaxed. God, that was...

He smiled We’re not done yet, baby.

She giggled as he grabbed her, pulling her on top of him kissing her.

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This is my first time writing smut so be nice and if you have any tips haha let me know 🖤

[xoxomoonlightxoxo]

P&C | Ch. 13: Company

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“YAH! Jungkook you better not drop me I swear,” I yell into his ear, my body practically melting into his. I'm too embarrassed to admit the poor judgement of my swimming skills or rather the lack of them, but evidently, I would simply drown without Jungkook's support. Pulling me closer, he tightens his grip, one hand on my back as the other caresses my thigh. 

“Peaches, how am I supposed to breathe?” he chuckles, tucking some hair strands behind my ear. Gaze focused on the panic in my eyes, he enjoys the lack of space between us. Would stay like this forever if it was up to him. 

As the water barely covers the top of my bikini Jungkook lowers his gaze onto my chest, leaning in closer to place soft kisses. My body whimpers at the sensation as I scan our surroundings making sure no one else is witnessing this shameless sight.  

“Jungkook! What the heck??” I exclaim quietly, slapping his tattooed forearm. 

“Why did you cover them?” Jungkook whispers into my ear, waving at Jimin and Jiah who were sunbathing by the lake house.  

“You mean why did I cover the hickeys that you left?” I scoff, rolling my eyes at his teasing. 

“They wouldn’t know it was me,” he suggests, missing the bigger picture of the situation. The absolute public embarrassment I would face parading the purple marks on my chest as if it were a regular occurrence. 

“Oh yeah, you're right, I bet Tae would have loved to cover me in kisses,” I tease back, letting out a small chuckle as his orbs darken. 

“Behave Peaches,” he whispers, with a more serious tone. Ignoring his hints of jealousy, I wave to Tae who was setting up the barbecue grill. Letting out a boxy smile, he smiles back, sending me a flying kiss. The wink at the end was enough to trigger Jungkook’s jealousy as his hands loosened their grip on my body, dipping me slightly.

“YAH! Are you insane?” I yell brows furrowed at his little game. 

“I told you to behave didn’t I?” he scoffs back as his tongue pokes the side of his cheek. Moving his body closer to mine, his hands are back on my thighs, face inches away from mine. Making sure that my form is hidden behind his broad back, his hands reach behind to untie the strings of my bikini top. With no time or opportunity for objections, I am left half-naked in front of his hungry eyes.  

“I bet Tae would have loved the sight but I’m the only one that gets to enjoy it,” he whispers, voice mumbling into my breasts, as his lips dominate the soft skin. Our bodies melt into one, his touch is needy. Cupping my left boob, he sucks on the hard nipple, looking up to see the mess I’m in. Eyes closed, I bite my lips to suppress the soft moans dying to escape. 

“Jungkook …” I manage to let out, squeezing his forearm to get his attention. His gaze is hazed as our eyes meet again. Caressing the purple hues on my skin he gives me a quick peck before tying the strings back as Jimin calls us for lunch. 

--

“Mhhm, Tae that smells delicious,” we exclaim in unison, eyes focused on the table full of food. Jimin mentioned how Tae enjoys cooking but today was the first time I got to enjoy his hobby. It truly was scrumptious, to the point that if Nursing doesn't work out he could easily just open a restaurant and live peacefully. I, on the other hand, can successfully “make” a perfect boiled egg … but, to each their own I guess. 

“So, you all go to the same university?” Sohee asks as Jimin takes out some cans of beer from the ice bucket. 

“Yeah, Tae and Mira are actually in the same major too,” Jiah chuckles, looking at the two of us. To be honest, as much as I tease Jungkook about Tae's potential liking for me, it's obvious that we give off more brother-sister vibes than anything else. Very platonic and light-hearted. Although Tae is conventionally very attractive, with his tall, slim figure and a sense of charisma on his face, I've fallen for Jungkook’s buff, macho-man style. Don't tell him that though, he is already too full of himself. 

“What about you, Sohee? Do you go to university as well?” Tae asks, passing more perilla leaves to Jungkook. Before I can even reach for one, he gently slaps my hand out of the way, proceeding to make it himself. Wrapping everything into one compact bite Jungkook signals for me to open my mouth as he continues to feed me. Sensing the suspicion in the way everyone stopped what they were doing, he quickly stuffs another leaf into Tae's mouth. 

“There you go buddy,” Jungkook lets out a chuckle, patting Tae’s back as the poor guy chokes from the sudden shock. 

“Yeah, I'm actually majoring in Kinesiology, hoping to become a physiotherapist,” Sohee replies with a soft smile. 

“Oh no way, Jungkook is also in Kinesiology,” Jimin claps at the news, pointing at Jungkook who is busy wiping the hot sauce from the corner of my mouth. 

“Yeah, hahaha I can tell,” Sohee lets out a giggle, gaze focused on Jungkook's exposed biceps. Suddenly I'm the one choking, eyes tearing up, face flushed. 

“Miraya, are you ok?” Jiah exclaims, passing a glass of water. 

“I'm fine, sorry guys,” I reply softly, wiping the tears from my eyes as Jungkook caresses my thigh under the table. Is this what he feels when I bring up Tae? I don't blame Sohee for having good taste but how do I nicely let her know to back off without blowing my cover? 

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2:30 a.m. 

I've been in bed for 3 hours now and yet, nothing. Wide awake, my body is begging for some rest while my brain is busy analyzing the conversation from dinner. Shaking my head I try to focus on the rain sounds coming from my phone, before succumbing to the desire of wanting to check up on Jungkook. He is a simple guy, once his head touches the pillow he is out like a light, so the chances of him being awake are very slim. Nonetheless, I close the door behind me, checking to see that all the lights are off before tiptoeing towards the other house. 

Keeping my breathing to a minimum as I pass by Jimin and Tae’s rooms, my pace slows down. Standing in front of Jungkook’s door I can feel the adrenaline rush, which sounds pathetic considering the fact that it's 3 am and I’m sneaking out to see a boy. That is until the said boy’s door creaks open, meeting my wide eyes as his hand reaches for mine.  

“Where were you going?” Jungkook whispers, moving closer as my back presses against the door.  

“I … wanted some water,” I quickly exclaim, trying to avoid his eyes. 

“The kitchen is downstairs though,” he chuckles as his bunny teeth peek through the teasing grin. 

“Yeah, I know … I was just getting my steps in,” my voice remains neutral as his hands glide down to my waist. “Where were you going?” 

“To you,” he replies quickly, gaze focused on my lips as his forehead rests on mine. See, social anxiety literally fears him because how is he so comfortable voicing his intentions and needs? I almost went into labour trying to ease the suspicion before stuttering my way through the lies, but he can just say what's on his mind? I wish. 

“You know, I didn’t take you for the jealous type,” he whispers in my ear, nibbling on the soft flesh as I picture Sohee’s eyes on him. 

“Well, I didn’t take you for a boob guy but you sure had fun in the lake,” I tease back, hands now resting on his exposed chest. Meeting my eyes, a needy grin forms on his face as our lips inch closer. Wrapping my hands around his neck, my back hits the soft duvet as Jungkook hovers on top.

“I wanted to do more but we had company,” he says softly, arms on either side of my form. Pulling him closer, I roll us over straddling his thighs as his head leans back, simply enjoying the view. 

“Oh? What did Jungkook want to do?” I tease, tracing little hearts on his chest. 

“You, wasn't it obvious,” he chuckles as I try to loosen his grip, before being pulled into his embrace. Tucking some hair strands behind my ear, Jungkook places a soft kiss on my forehead. Snuggling into his warm chest, I caress his soft skin, leaving little kisses on his neck. 

“You're very warm,” I hum as his hands rub my back. 

“I think you meant hot, most people would use the word hot,” he grins, peeking at my face. 

“It's unbelievable how big your ego is,” 

“I got bigger things,” he chuckles, as I slap his forearm before attempting to move. 

“I'm leaving,” 

“No, I'm kidding, please come back,” he whispers, eyes sparkling in the moonlight. Grinning at his needy state, I pull him closer as his face rests on my chest, arms wrapped around my waist. 

“Goodnight Jungkook,” I whisper, feeling my body finally give in to the fatigue. 

“Goodnight Peaches,”

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[amorelray]

Allen/Kanata Ficlet🔥🐍 ❗Slight NSFW❗-ish

Set at Allen's Place. Hajun & Anne are still at the Paradox Live Afterparty. Allen & Kanata snuck away.

[Allen closes the front door and promptly shoves Kanata against it, crowding the smaller man.]

🔥: Shit. I didn't think we'd manage to get out of there without them noticing. [He leans down and places a kiss against Kanata's neck] 🐍: You assume too much out of your bandmates. [He shoves Allen off him] Now, which one is your room? I'd like to get back to Nayuta. 🔥: I'm sure your brother will be fine. [He gently nudges Kanata down the hallway, guiding him to his bedroom door] 🐍: [He brushes Allen's hand off his shoulder] You don't have to touch me so much. 🔥: And you don't have to act like you hate me. 🐍: [He snarls a little] 🔥: Here [Allen gestures and then opens his bedroom door]

[They barely cross the threshold before Allen swiftly clicks the door behind them and pushes Kanata against another wall.]

🔥: Now, where were we? [He kisses down Kanata's jaw, to his neck, and continues on until he reaches his clavicle and sucks a dark hickey into the pale skin.] 🐍: Ah-- [He closes his eyes and balls Allen's jacket in his hands as they rest on either hip.] 🔥: Hmmm.... 🐍: Do-don't sound t-to smug, rich boy. 🔥: Seemed like you enjoyed it though. [He smiles into Kanata's neck before placing a feather-light kiss against the heated skin.] 🐍: -Ick. [He shoves Allen away] Are we going to get to what you promised? Or should I just leave? 🔥: Hey, hey. [He holds his hands up defensively] I just like taking my time. Savoring the moment and all, you know? 🐍: Cushy, rich kid shit. I don't have the time or luxury for drawing this out.

[Kanata pushes Allen backward until his knees hit the bed, forcing him to sit down on the edge of it. As Allen sits down, Kanata climbs into his lap, straddling his hips.]

🐍: We're done with your pace. [He leans down and fiercely captures Allen's lips with his own]

[Kanata drags Allen into a heated makeout session where hands fight to find purchase on every part of each other. The room is filled with sounds of heady moans and wanton kisses as Kanata tugs on Allen's jacket, drawing him closer. As the temperature of the room begins to rise, Kanata slips his jacket off, letting it fall to the ground. Allen also shrugs his off just as quickly before bringing his arms back up to wrap around Kanata.]

🔥: God, you're amazing. [He trails his hands down Kanata's back and wraps them firmly around the smaller man's waist, pulling Kanata's hips flush against his abdomen.] Fuck-- 🐍: Tch- [He shoves Allen backward on the bed, laying him flat against the sheets] You talk too much.

[Kanata sits up and slips his shirt off, revealing his pale chest that's littered with bruises. Some appear a fresh purple while others are yellow in color and have nearly faded away.]

🔥: [Sits up and tenderly traces some of the darkest ones, knitting his eyebrows together] These look painful. 🐍: Yeah, well, some of us aren't fortunate enough to live in a cushy house with hot water and no worries about where our next meal is going to come from. [He swats Allen's hand away] In case you forgot, rich kid, I'm from the slums. 🔥: In case you forgot, I give a shit, asshole. [He props himself up on his elbows] I've offered to talk to Hajun about you and Nayuta staying here until you can get your own place. 🐍: Not. Interested. [He pushes Allen back down, grinding against the larger man as he kisses along the flame neck tattoo and teases at the bottom of Allen's shirt] Do me a solid. [He kisses into Allen's neck] Get rid of this for me. [He tugs at the hem]

[Allen obliges, slipping the shirt off and tossing it to the ground.]

🔥: Better? 🐍: Much.

[Kanata leans down to kiss and grind against Allen once more. He practically melts into Allen's embrace as Allen's gentle hands begin to work in soothing circles at his sides, tentatively touching with a tender care unfamiliar to Kanata. Allen follows Kanata's lead, chasing the touches and kisses the way that Kanata wants to with him. Pushing and pulling, grabbing at hair and squeezing tender flesh until it hurts to hold on; they dance together in this almost desperate plea for there to be more. Allen pulls away first, leaving both of them with heaving chests and sharp breaths punctuating the otherwise quiet room.]

🔥: Fuck 🐍: What?

[Allen swiftly flips them and hovers over Kanata.]

🐍: What the hell? 🔥: I can't do this. [He shakes his head] 🐍: What? Afraid you can't perform? 🔥: What? [He looks confused at first and then shakes his head again] What? No. I can't do this. [He gestures between them] 🐍: What the fuck does that mean? 🔥: I can't just pretend like I don't give a shit. Like it doesn't matter. 🐍: If I knew you were going to get emotional, I wouldn't have agreed to come. [He rolls over, about to get up] 🔥: God damn it, dude. [He shoves Kanata back down] What is your problem with accepting that someone might give a shit about you outside of your bother?

[Kanata stares at Allen for a moment.]

🐍: Because, what's the point in caring about some street rat like me? [He locks eyes with Allen, unwavering in his statement or belief]

This is all for now! I think I'll add more/have something else for them again later!

I've really loved Paradox Live and I really enjoy Allen & Kanata's dynamic! So, I'm sure you'll see something about them from me again! Until then, enjoy🎉😊💙

[dantegreaves00]

And Hell Followed - A Far Cry 5 x FtM Reader series Part Seven

Deputy Y/N Jackson is in the middle of a Holy War in Hope County Montana. Originally sent to arrest Joseph Seed he ended up becoming the leader of the Resistance, but the deputy has a secret. A secret that only Whitehorse knows. When his younger brother and sister show up one day out of the blue, Y/N finds out that his own personal hell has found him. Now with the help of the very people he was supposed to stop can he save his family and himself?

I know this summary sucks.

Anyway I hope you enjoy this slow burn series

Trigger Warnings

Mentions of past child abuse

Mentions of past child SA

Mentions of SA

Stalking

Guns

Drugs

Religion bashing (the Deputy has religious trauma)

Religious trauma

Transphobia

Homophobia

Angst

Tag list

@gamergirl-06 @capriskunk @transpanda07

Ok so this will be the last part until January 2025 as I'm taking a break from writing over the holidays, please enjoy.

Also so that this part is so long.

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I woke the next morning to the smell of pancakes and coffee.

When I opened my eyes, John was standing next to my side of the bed with a tray in his hands.

As I sat up, the sheet fell off of me, pooling around my waist and exposing my bare chest to him, causing John to blush before hanging me my breakfast.

He was dressed in only his boxers, his normally slicked back hair was messy and curled slightly at the front.

Wordlessly I motioned for him to get back into bed with me, to which he carefully did so.

His left arm wrapped around my waist as I ate my pancakes before holding my fork out to him.

" 'Ere Cher, take a bite" I said before his plump lips wrapped around the food.

"My compliments to the chef" he said after swallowing.

After finishing my pancakes, I took a sip of coffee, relaxing further into his side as his hand started stroking my ribs causing me to let out a giggle.

"What time is it?" I asked him as I set my empty cup down next to me on the side table.

"Almost 9am" John replied, his morning voice gruff.

"We have a meeting today at 5pm, me and my brothers and Faith, Eli, you and Whitehorse are meeting up at Joseph's compound, something about a ceasefire" he said before he started trailing kisses along my neck and down my chest, stopping once he reached my top surgery scars.

"Have you ever thought about covering your scars up? Not that I think you need to, but you have other tattoos on your arms and legs, even one on you ribs, if you want I can do it for you"

"I thought about it, I mean it would be nice to be able to take my top off and not have everyone stare at me ya know but I haven't found a design yet that I like"

"I can design something for ya"

••Timeskip••

After getting dressed I radioed Nick, letting him know that I would be busy today with Sheriff Whitehorse and Eli.

"One more thing Nick"

"Yeah Dep?"

"I know you have a new born but can you look after Elijah and Ava for a little while longer until I radio you to drop them off at my next safe location?"

"Sure thing partner, what's going on out there Dep?"

I paused for a moment before responding.

"Just sorting out a way to keep my family safe"

"Ok I gotcha, be safe"

"Always"

After switching my radio off I met John at his hanger, where he was checking on his plane.

"Johnny, I should probably head over to the jail to get Whitehorse, it will probably take me awhile as I have to swing by the Spread Eagle to grab something from Mary May"

"Ok, I should head over to Joseph's to get ready our end, I know it's a lot to ask but can you give Faith a lift, less project members involved to begin with the better, everyone your end will feel safer I think"

I nodded in agreement before I wrapped my arms around his slender frame, his arms doing the same with me.

"No matter what happens later, I want you to know that I'm going to do everything I can to keep you and your siblings safe" he whispered in my ear as his head dipped down, before he moved so his forehead pressed gently against mine.

••Timeskip••

Mary May handed me a bag as soon as I walked into the bar.

"I found some of my old clothes from when I was around Ava's age and I thought she could have them, and Jerome was able to get some clothes for Elijah" she said as I shouldered the bag.

"Thanks Mary May I really do appreciate it" I told her as I pulled her into a side hug.

"I gotta get to the jail, Whitehorse needs me to help with securing the gates"

"Well safe journey Dep, and when you have the time, drop by with your family and I'll give you food and drinks on the house"

"You got it"

••Timeskip••

I was driving towards the jail when suddenly my car blew a flat.

As I got out to fix it, the hairs on the back of my neck stood on edge, like I was being watched.

Slowly I turned around and as I did, I saw him.

My father.

He was standing by the trees on the other side of the road, watching me like a lion watches a zebra before pouncing.

I turned my back for a second to put the new tyre on and when I turned around again, he was gone.

Getting in my car I sped towards the jail, radio clutched tightly in my hand as I radioed John.

"Hey, are you with your brothers?"

"Yep, Jacob just arrived"

"Tell them we need to move the meeting to now"

"Why?"

"He's here Cher, he's in Hope County"

"Shit, I'll let them know and I'll get the chosen to gard the road leading to the compound and have some standing gard near the Ryes"

"Ok I'll let Eli know, get Faith ready to meet near the jail, but not close enough where she can be seen by the Resistance members"

"Copy that Joseph is getting the message across to the project members to stand gard, they know to let you and Eli in and if you give the word, they will get Nick, Kim, Ava and Elijah"

"Thanks, I'll see you guys soon"

After switching frequency I radioed Eli to let him know that the meeting had changed to now, and that I'll meet him, Wheaty and some other Whitetails at the compound.

As I pulled up to the jail I noticed Whitehorse was waiting for me out front. I motioned for him to get in the car.

"Rookie, I got your message, we picking up Faith now?"

"Yep and we have to hurry Earl, he's found us"

"Shit"

••Timeskip••

Faith was waiting by her car close to the bridge leading up to the compound, a chosen and an angel were waiting with her.

When the peggie saw me pull over he guided Faith to the back seat and buckled her in.

"Make sure she's safe sinner, I know the Father has instructed us to help you, but I don't trust you"

"Don't worry I will" I said before speeding off towards Joseph's compound.

••Timeskip••

As we drove past some members who let us through the gates, I was starting to feel sick.

Pulling over, I helped Faith out of the car as Whitehorse led the way towards the church.

This is it.

As the doors opened I saw a tense Wheaty, and a few Whitetails who looked like they wanted to be anywhere else.

Eli was glaring at Jacob who was smirking and tightening his grip on his riffle.

Once we entered Faith went to stand by Joseph, who greeted her with a gentle forehead press, before he turned to me and Whitehorse.

"Welcome Deputy and Sheriff Whitehorse, we have a lot to discuss" he said as he approached us, looking over at John I saw him nod before I turned my attention back to Joseph, allowing him to press his forehead against mine.

After awhile he released me to do the same with Whitehorse, who reluctantly accepted.

"I'm not going to drag this out longer than need be, I need your help, all of your help" I began causing Wheaty and the other Whitetails to look at Eli who nodded his head in agreement.

"What's going on?" Wheaty asked, his voice had a noticeable shake to it.

"The other day, my younger brother Elijah and my little sister Ava arrived here in Hope County, Elijah told me that our abusive father was out of prison and now he's here in Hope County, I know he is, I saw him on my way to the county jail" I said trying to keep my voice steady.

"So where do we come into this?" Jacob and Eli asked at the same time before glaring at each other.

"I need to keep them safe, I need to keep my family safe, but I can't do that while still keeping the Resistance alive and dodging cultists, so I was thinking, a ceasefire, where we all work together"

"But he's after you and your siblings, why should we agree to help?" Jacob asked.

"Because he's the kind to go after everyone I ever get involved with, that puts John in danger, and everyone else here in Hope County as well"

"What do you mean by John's in danger Dep?" One of the Whitetails asked.

John came to stand next to me, his fingers intertwining with mine as I looked up at him.

"Because I love him" I said causing everyone to lose their minds.

[woundworship]

what do all of ur tags mean? :)

hi! sorry it took me so long to answer this. unfortunately, i suck

most of them are quotes or lyrics and most of them refer to concepts and motifs im obsessed with. i intend on having a tag for each of my fav characters and maybe someday i will, but i literally only have one for abigail hobbs. lmao. here they are:

and all the fears you hold so dear - my abigail tag. its from duvet, by bôa, and idk... it just suits her, i guess.

your feelings and mine are all holy - lesbian tag. what can i say? im a lesbian and to me, lesbian love IS holy. its from another bôa song, twilight.

at seventeen i started to starve myself - girlhood tag! i dont really know how to explain my choice for this tag, it just... fits. women starving themselves noth literally and metaphorically i guess? anyway. hunger by fatm.

if you could only see the beast you made of me - a tag for fathers. i will not be taking comment or speculation regarding my relationship with my father or my psychological state at the moment, thank you. howl is one of my favorite fatm songs, and i do have a lot of those.

you'll be sorry that you messed with me - this isnt really a religion tag; its more of a christianity tag. i am a pagan and actually very very religious, i just hate christianity. and god. its a lyric from florence's girls against god, a song that makes me cry if i think about the lyrics too much.

do i look moderate to you? - my tag for love. romantic love, that is. in an obsessed freak way. its the last of my tags thats a florence lyric, and this one is from moderation (another favorite).

someday you will ache like i ache - finally, a hole lyric! the first of well. a lot to come. this is my trauma tag, because i am a loser, and its from doll parts, because its a great song.

dog bait - also from doll parts, this is my werewolf tag

i fit right in your perfect skin - my tag for everything medical <3 i love that lyric and... yeah. medical shit Does fit right into your perfect skin. anyway, thats from reasons to be beautiful

was she asking for it? - just my deer tag. its from asking for it, and... i dont know, sometimes a girl is just feeling a little bit like a deer for once in her life ok

traditional inherited predispositional - runs in the family by amanda palmer. this one is for family stuff and its very much on the nose, just like all my other tags.

to carry on through cartilage and fluid - my last song lyric tag, from desert song by mcr. its just my death tag :)

just love me and eat - i love this quote so fucking much i got it tattooed on my chest last year. anyway, its from bones and all, and its the tag i use for romantic cannibalism (bc Yes, it IS important enough to be separated from the romance and the cannibalism tag, ok?)

to be eaten raw - started as my cannibalism tag, today its a catch all for cannibalism, gore and meat. is it me telling you its supposed to be eaten raw? is it musing about how it must be to be eaten raw? eh, i dont know. its not really that important though is it

thats most of them. the rest are self explanatory, but i do tag a few posts with 🧟 when i want them to go to my brother's tag (though mostly i just send them anything i want him to see)

not sure youre even gonna see this now thats been what, 6 months? but i hope your curiosity is sated <333

[ashboy-3]

You Want to Fake date me? I thought we Were Dating Already

Written for DabiHawks week 2023 Day 5 Prompt: Fake dating Fandom: MHA, BNHA Characters: Dabi, Hawks, Todoroki Family Words: 1202 Summary: Dabi needs a way to piss off his father at a family diner, what better way than to announce his boyfriend he got at college. . .why didn't anyone tell him Shoto had come out first.

“You want me to fake date you in hopes that your father will never want to talk to you again?” Keigo Takami asked his college roommate, an unbelievable expression on his face.

“Well, why not?” Dabi asked, a look of confusion on his face.

“How do you know this will even work?”

“Cause he hates me and everything I do but my sister has this dream of us being a ‘happy’ family. I’m thinking if I can disappoint him enough with my gay ass he will drop me and forget I exist.”

“You are just full of Daddy issues aren’t you,” Keigo rolled his eyes.

“Oh like you’re one to talk,” Dabi snapped, making the blonde laugh.

“What’s in it for me?” Keigo asked, crossing his arms.

“I’ll suck your dick whenever you want for a month?” Dabi tried.

“Really? You do that if I ask you to already.”

“You get a free trip to the beach?” Dabi smiled.

“Fine I’ll take both,” Keigo smiled, he knows he could have made Dabi work harder for it, but he couldn’t say no to his tattooed roommate, it’s a problem that has been brought up to him multiple times.

This leads to a week later, the two are free for spring break flying out to Dabi’s hometown.

“Touya welcome home!” a woman, smaller than him with white hair that had little red flecks in it smiled, hugging him.

“It’s Dabi,” Touya rolled his eyes, but still hugged her back, it made Keigo smile seeing his angsty roommate act like he has a heart.

“And who is this?” she let go of the hug, holding her hand out to him.

“Keigo Takami,” Keigo smiled, taking the hand.

“Fuyumi, Touya’s younger sister.

“This is my boyfriend,” Dabi smirked proudly.

“You sure? Because the smirk says it’s another ploy to get the old man pissed at you,” a white-haired guy said, joining the conversation.

“Touya! Don’t tell me Natsuo’s right?”

“Sorry sis. Kei this is my younger brother Natsuo. Not to brag but I’m kind of the oldest,” Dabi beamed.

“Doesn’t mean he’s smart,” the final Todoroki sibling deadpanned, not staying to chat, just to throw in his two cents.

“That’s Shoto. He’s still in high school,” Fuyumi informed him as she made everyone move inside.

“So when will dear old dad be here?” Dabi asked, sitting on the couch.

“He’ll be here for dinner. He’s excited you decided to show up,” Fuyumi beamed clapping her hands. Dabi scoffed, putting his arm over Keigo’s shoulder, admitting making the blonde blush.

“So how did you two meet?” Fuyumi asked.

“Oh he’s my roommate,” Dabi said.

“You got your roommate to play your fake boyfriend,” Natsuo laughed.

“Hey, we can so pass for a real couple!” Dabi yelled back.

“Touya you are so fucking stupid,” Fuyumi said as his siblings died into arguing, Keigo laughing at seeing him be carefree. As long as he ignores the pain in his chest he’ll be fine.

“Well, dinner will be ready soon if you want to make your way to the dining room. I’ll let Sho know,” Fuyumi stood up.

“I actually need to run to the restroom,” Keigo said.

“First door on the right,” Dani tilted his head.

“You can do this Kei! Your roommate is just an idiot. It’s one dinner and then you don’t have to do it ever again,” Keigo splashed some water on his face, anything to make the feelings go away. Dabi was too dumb to catch on to what was going on inside his stupid head. 

“He’s so smart but so lovingly dumb,” Keigo sighed, washing his hands and exiting the small room only to be surprised by the youngest sibling.

“Are you really dating Touya?” Shoto asked, walking with him to the dining room.

“Yeah kid we are,” Keigo smiled.

“Don’t lie for Touya. You’ll get hurt. He’s too much of an idiot to realize what’s right in front of him,” Shoto rolled his eyes, leaving his side as they entered the dining room.

“So Enji, meet my boyfriend Keigo Takaimi,” Dabi introduced him as he sat down for dinner.

“It is nice to meet you Keigo,” Enji tried to give a welcoming smile, but it honestly just creeped him out.

“Oh uh, yeah nice to meet you too,” Hawks said, sitting down.

“Izuku’s going to be picking me up after school tomorrow,” Shoto said, calmly eating his food.

“That’s nice. He’s a good kid,” Enji smiled and Dabi was shocked at how accepting his father was.

“Now might be a bad time, but Shoto has been dating this Izuku kid for like three months now and told Dad instantly in a way to get him to leave him alone,” Natsuo whispered to his older brother, an evil smirk on his face.

“All my good laid plains to ruin,” Dabi huffed, eating his food.

“Can I ask you a question Keigo?” Enji said, fully ignoring his children with well ease practice.

“You already did but go off,” Keigo shrugged.

“I am trying to be a better father and was wondering if you really cared for my eldest child?” Enji asked, causing a hush to fall over the table.

“I have never met someone who brought more joy in my life. He keeps things exciting. He understand me and where I grew up it was hard to find someone like him. He willingly chooses to move off campus with me. He understands when I’m having my bad days. He will skip class for me and I’ve never had anyone in my life who cared about me as much as he does. He’s helped me more than I ever thought I deserved,” Keigo smiled as a realization hit Dabi square in the chest.

Realizing he might have said too much Keigo quickly stands up asking to be excused, before walking out of the house to the yard.

“Stupid idiot! Why would you say that? Rumi was right you are a true dumbass!” Keigo yelled at himself.

“Did you mean what you said?” Dabi asked, scaring the shit out of Keigo.

“What? Oh yeah no of course I didn’t! You wanted it to be real didn’t you?” Keigo asked as Dabi walked closer.

“Don’t fuck with me Kei! I’ve seen you act and your shit at it! I’ve never seen you like this before!” Dabi yelled back as Keigo looked at him in shock.

“What does it matter if I meant it? You don’t feel the same way. I am happy to just go along as we have been. I can live with just touches as long as it’s you,” Keigo smiled at the tattooed man.

“You dumbass. You can never just accept the fact that someone may like you,” Dabi rolled his eyes pulling the blonde in closer and kissing him.

It was better than the late night the two have had, rolling around in the sheets, better than the looks they would give each other when the other wasn’t looking. It was better than anything in the world because Keigo knows it comes from a place of love.

“Bout time he stopped being an idiot,” Shoto rolled his eyes as the siblings cheered for them.

[etakeh]

Does anyone know Danny Trejo?

My brother wants to play him in the biopic.

(my brother’s the one on the right) (in case you aren’t familiar with Trejo)

[disasterofastory]

Like a Viking (Ubbe x Reader)

Like a Viking

Ubbe x Reader

Warnings: smut

Summary: Ubbe shows you what it is like to be with a real Viking.

Your marriage with Ubbe started with you frightened. The only thing you knew about Vikings were stories from the priests and villagers. They called them merciless monsters. Some of your friends even believed they were punishments for your sins. You had no idea what you did to earn such a punishment. A Viking as your husband. Your mother almost lost her mind when she heard the news about your arranged marriage. Despite your feelings, you couldn't have a word about your fate. Your father was one of the most trusted men in Alfred's keep, and you were young and obedient. You knew what was right and what you owed your country and God. Nobody asked you for your opinion, anyway.

Ubbe seemed huge when you first saw him. He wore leather pants, and furs enveloped his broad shoulders. His strange hair was tied in a thick braid. The tattoo at the corner of his eyes gave him a feral look, and his blue eyes reached the deepest parts of your soul. The only thing that gave your breath back was his gentle and somewhat cheeky smile when you looked over at him without your noticing.

As the months went by, your nerves calmed down, and you let yourself open up to your husband. He was gentle with you and patient. He made fun of you from time to time because of your unusual habits but never meant to hurt you. And he always laughed at your snarky comments when you were brave enough to say them.

You had to face the fact that Ubbe is a good husband.

Your nights with Ubbe are always slow and gentle. He is patient and attentive with you, watching out for any discomfort you may feel. It helped you a lot for the first few times, and it made you less and less afraid of him and your marriage. But what Bjorn and the woman did at the barn was something else. The woman was bent over, gripping the wall, while Bjorn pounded into her with force. It made your stomach turn with desire, and you felt yourself getting wet the longer you watched them. Bjorn manhandled her with ease, adjusting her on his cock, fondling her breasts, and sucking on the thin skin of her neck. The woman's eyes were hazy, and after a while, the only thing that kept her standing was the Viking's arms and cock deep inside her.

You sit at the table, playing with your food under the dim light of the candles. The meat and wine scent linger in the air and the wood crackles in the fireplace.

"Are you okay?" Ubbe asks, drinking from his cup. "Something bothers you, I see it," he adds before you can argue.

Heat rises to your cheek as you think back to what you saw not far from the market this morning. The woman's moan and Bjorn's grunt still ring in your ears.

"I…" you begin, but the words get stuck in your throat. Licking your lips, you try again. "I saw something today and… and I got insecure about… So I'm not sure…" Your ramble stops when Ubbe cuts in.

"I don't understand you," he says. "What did you see?"

"I saw…" you start again. Your skin burns with embarrassment, and your eyes are glued to your plate, so you don't have to look at Ubbe across the table. "I didn't stalk on them...you know, I just saw them accidentally, it was not my fault…"

"Y/N," he says patiently. A small smile plays on his lips. "What did you see?"

"Your brother with a woman," you confess at the end, and if you would look up from the rough surface of the table, you would see Ubbe's smirk spreading over his face.

"Yeah?" He asks, acting clueless just to see you suffer a little more from embarrassment. "What did they do?"

You open and close your mouth a few times, trying to find the words. Ubbe enjoys every second of it.

"They… you know…"

"No, I don't," he answers, acting all serious.

"They… they made love at the barns," you stammer.

The Viking man smiles at the choice of your words. Lovemaking. He never heard it before you, but it always warms his chest when you say it. He is sure it's far from what Bjorn did with the woman, though.

"And?" He asks. "Did he hurt her?"

His question is more serious than before, hoping his brute of a brother didn't do something to frighten you.

"No," you answer. "She really… liked it."

Yeah. She really, really liked what Bjorn did to her.

"And what's the problem with that?"

"Uhmm…"

It seems like you can't find the words since the conversation began.

"It was very different from what we do…" you confess.

"In a bad way?" Ubbe asks lighter now. He can see your fidgetiness on your seat and your labored breathing. He is sure you are already wet and ready for him.

"No," you shake your head. The picture of their wild lovemaking still lingers in front of your eyes.

"It made you wet?" He asks, smirking when your head snaps at his crude word. Your lips are swollen from biting it too hard.

"Ubbe…" you argue weakly, but he doesn't let it go.

"What did you feel when you saw them fuck?" Ubbe taunts you with a smug smirk on his face. You don't know how much of his teasing you can bear. "It's a simple question, Y/N. Answer it. Did it make you wet? Did you imagine us? Me pounding in your sweet pussy like there is no tomorrow?"

Not finding your voice anymore, you nod.

Ubbe stands up from his seat, making his way to you with steady, confident steps. He braces himself against the table on both of your sides. His warm breath fans over your heated skin, sending shivers down your spine.

"You want me to fuck your brains out?" He asks, his lips rubbing against your ear as he talks. His voice is deep, rumbling down on your body. "You want to do what they did, right?"

You nod again, turning your head to look up at him. He smirks at you, his eyes glint with mischief and hunger.

"Stand up then, wife," he orders, grabbing your arm to pull you up. Kicking the chair out of the way, he pushes everything off the table. A gasp bursts through your lips when he places you on the table, pushing your dress up to your thighs so he can stand between them.

Your heart thuds against your ribs, and the blood boils in your veins as you watch him. His closeness fills your senses, making your pussy flutter with want.

Your arms curl around his neck when he leans down to kiss you. It's different than before. He bites your lower lip, licking into your mouth when you squeal from surprise.

"There is something I wanted to do since I first saw that pretty pussy of yours," he hums against your lips, kissing down on your neck and collarbone as far as the dress lets him.

"What?" You ask, already breathless.

He smirks, watching your stunned reaction when he kneels down between your legs, pushing everything away that covers you.

"What are you…?" You gasp out as he grabs your legs, pulling on you until you are at the edge of the table, lying. Your legs hang from his shoulders, his fingers dig into the soft flesh of your thighs. The rumble of his voice makes your pussy clench.

"Look at your pretty pussy," he hums. "Already dripping for me. I want to taste you so bad, Y/N."

And he doesn't wait any longer. He dives into your burning cunt, making you scream from surprise and pleasure. His beard rubs against your sensitive skin, his tongue laps up your slick, grunting.

"Ubbe," you moan his name, gripping the edge of the table. Your legs shake around his head, and your muscles tense when his tongue slips up to your clit. He flicks the hard bud, drawing circles and making you moan with each firm stroke.

Your pleas and screams encourage him to dive into you deeper, eating your pussy like a starving man.

"Oh, oh," you gasp, almost surprised at the feeling when he sucks on your clit, blurring your vision as the orgasm rushes over your body. Your thighs tighten around his head, keeping him close against your pussy as he feasts.

You barely have time to clear your head when he grabs your hips, turning you around and grinding his pants-covered erection against your heat. A dark patch forms on the rough fabric from your wetness.

"You wanted this, didn't you?" He asks. "Wanted me to fuck this pussy like a savage. You wanted to know how it feels like to be pounded by a Viking."

"Yes," you moan. "I want it, Ubbe."

He smirks at your mewling, freeing his cock during your babbling.

"I'll stretch you out on my cock, wife," he promises, smearing his pre-cum over your wet folds. "I will fuck you until you don't remember anything just me in your pussy."

"Yes," you groan, your walls pulsating around nothing with anticipation. "Please, Ubbe."

"Yes," he hisses, lining himself to your entrance, pushing into you. "So. Good."

You lose your breath for long seconds as he fills you up. Your tight hole stretches around his shaft.

"You are so good, my wife," he grunts, moving in and out of you with powerful thrusts. "My wife has such a good pussy. Just for me."

You can no longer form coherent words as he rolls his hips, grinding against your sweet spot.

"Who thought my Christian wife would want to be taken like a savage," he cooes, panting. He grabs your arms to straighten you against his chest. He keeps you close, fondling your breasts. He pulls on your hard nipples, sucking on your neck and murmuring every filthy thing he can think of. With every crude word, your pussy flutters around his cock, making it harder and harder not to cum.

"I will ruin you for every other man," he grunts. "I will fuck your brains out every day until you beg me to stop. I'm going to show this pussy how it feels like to be fucked by a real man."

One of his hands moves down, cupping your cunt, slipping his middle finger in your folds, moving up to your clit.

Your whole body shakes and jerks as your vision darkens. The tight, hot feeling in your lower stomach becomes too much to bear as he pounds into you without pause. The edge of the table digs into your flesh, but you don't feel the pain. Your senses are filled with Ubbe and the approaching orgasm.

"Cum for me, Y/N," he commands. "Show me how much you want my cock."

He fucks you through your orgasm until he can't keep it up anymore. He cums in you, flooding you with his seed until it seeps out on your thighs.

"Did you want something like this?" He pants, still inside you, keeping you close against his chest.

The only thing you can do is a hum in answer, feeling your eyelids close shut as you lean on him.

"Don't be like that, wife," he smirks. "I'm not done with you yet."