#yes i havent been front yes we move

[porekawa]

ill become so annoying did you know i MISSED JUN SO BAD

[evie-sturns]

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐱 - 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨

summary: matt's been showing you less attention recently, all your emotions hit you at once while your alone in your apartment, but matt shows up.

contains: fluff (a lot), smut (matt the munch), crying, swearing.

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it's been 2 days since matt's reached out, he hasn't texted, called, not a single word from him. 2 days isn't that long, but he's been distant lately.

i'm laying alone in my bed, the house is empty and obnoxiously silent. whenever i'm alone my emotions get the best of me, i hate crying in front of people.

i roll over, my eyes flick up to the time, 11:47pm. i let out a deep sigh as i see an Instagram notification appear.

'matthew.sturniolo made a post'

i click on it, liking it as i scroll through the mutiple pictures, its him ,nick, and this other girl ive never seen before. my heart sinks as i see his hand, which seems to be holding her hip.

"what the fuck.." i groan, wiping my eyes, everything makes alot more sense now.

everything hits at once, i feel the tears start, after a few seconds it turns into sobbing, my mascara streaking down my face.

abrubtly the door to my room creaks open, i slam my phone down, launching my body up.

its matt.

i instantly lie back down, rolling my body over so my back faces the door. "hey y/n!!" he says, unaware.

he turns on the light, i pull my blanket up over my head, holding my breath as i try to slow the tears, it doesnt work, instead a loud sob escapes my mouth.

i hear matt pause before he speed walks over to my side of the bed, he pulls the blankets off of my face, im met with his face, worry painted across his face.

"oh fuck, are you okay sweetheart?" he says, cupping my face with his hands as he leans over me bed.

"go away matt." i say in between crys.

he places a kiss to my forehead before walking over to the other side of my bed, crawling in next to me.

"matt i said go away-" i say, raising my voice but he cuts me off.

"shh.. i know i know" he says, wrapping a hand arounds my waist and tugging me close to him. "talk to me please." he says, anxiety clear in his voice.

i cuddle close to his side, laying my head under his armpit as i drape a thigh over his. he rubs my arm as he waits for me to answer.

"you havent.. talked to me.. in 2 days." i say in between sobs. i feel matt tense under me, "i know, youve been on my mind the whole time but ive been unbearably busy, you know i love you gorgeous." he says shakily,

"don't lie matt!" i raise my voice.

"y/n, stop it please." he says, his voice stern.

"no!" i yell, matt holds me close to him as i try to move away from him. his grip firm, but not painful on me.

"you were holding her!" i shout, matt's eyebrows furrow.

"y/n, who. who was i holding."

"that girl in your post." i mumble with a deep sigh.

"who, cassie? that's nates little sister, you know Nathan." matt closes his eyes as he plants a kiss in my hair.

i go silent, feeling slightly humiliated. "oh." i say, my voice breaking.

"can i show you how much i love you." he whispers, playing with my bra strap. i nod as matt pulls my blanket off me.

when matt and i usually hook up, we both put in equal effort, but matts made it very clear he doesnt want me to do anything.

"get comfortable," he says, slowly pulling down my sweat shorts until they bunch at my ankles. he taps my hip, signalling for me to lift it up, i comply, raising my torso off the bed. matt places a pillow under my lower back.

"you ready?" he asks softly, maintaining eye contact. "y-yes.. please."

matt spreads my legs, positioning his head between my legs, he places gentle kisses on my inner thighs, getting closer to my heat each time, i feel goosebumps form on my body as he places a light kiss on my clit, which is covered by my panties.

he reaches his palm to my legs, spreading them further. "good girl," he says, his breath hitting my inner thighs. he reaches his two finger up, pulling my panties to the side. he blows out cold air directly onto my clit.

a soft moan escapes my mouth.

he licks a stripe from my hole to my clit, i move my body into his mouth, desperate for more, his noses brushing against my pelvic bone. he grabs my hip with his spare hand, reaching two fingers down and teasing me.

"please!" i whine, squirm slightly, he grips onto my hip tighter before pressing two fingers inside of me. "oh my fuck.." i groan as he slowly pumps his fingers in and out of me.

i throw my head back, reaching my hand down and interlocking my hands with his hair. his mouth attaches to my clit, a desperate moan exiting my mouth as he continues to curl his fingers inside of me.

"im gonna c-" i whine, gripping his hair tighter, i clench around his fingers, releasing. matt slowly pulls his fingers out of me as he raises his head up, looking at me. his cheeks are flushed, a small amount of white painted on his cheek.

he places on last peck on my sensitive clit, before wiping his face. "you okay?" he asks, his voice barely audible as i catch my breath. "yeah.." i mumble, "thank you matt".

matt gets out of bed, walking over to my side of the bed and picking me up, cradling me as he walks us into his bathroom. "you're perfect ya know?" matt says, turning on the bath. after a few minutes he places me down in the tub, his hand on the back of my head so i don't hit my head.

he sits on the edge of the bath, still trying to wipe his face clean.

"im sorry matt."

"what no, its fine i like it?" he says defensivley.

"no, im not talking about the mess i made on your face, im sorry for yelling at you earlier."

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[binniesbooks]

haihai fayeee!! this is my first time requesting but recently all i can think about is soft dom hyuka 😓😓

softdom!hyuka x sub!reader

nothing to much but hyuka and reader havent seen eachother in a while due to their busy schedules on a free night hyuka goes over to reader’s apartment to play video games and things end up in fluffy sex

• CAN I COME OVER?

HK 002 .F22 2024

wc 2.2k

pairings idolbf!Kai x fem!reader

warnings soft sex, safe sex, fingering, soft dom hyuka, sub reader, marking (+ anything I've missed)

faye's note guys, honestly, i struggle writing soft and fluffy scenes. I just found out lmao 😭 anyway, Hyuka definitely suits soft sex 😋 our pretty boy!

"Kai, I miss you already," you pout, looking at your boyfriend through the screen of your laptop. He chuckled heartily, hugging the plushie in his arms tight.

"I miss you more, little penguin," he smiled. "I'm sorry I'm not there, we haven't finished our tour yet," he added with a sigh, placing his chin on the plushie he was hugging.

"I understand, please take care of yourself, okay? I don't want you to lose weight," you smiled.

"Yes ma'am!" Your laugh resonates within the four walls of your room when he salutes. He looks so silly. He's cute and adorable.

"I'll get going, don't forget to eat your dinner, okay?" You hummed as an answer, waving and waiting for Kai to drop the call.

You sighed, closing your laptop with a heavy heart. It feels like it's been ages since you last hung out with your boyfriend. He's too busy with their world tour. Traveling from one place to another and moving again the next couple of days.

You can't protest though, knowing that your boyfriend loves his job and he's enjoying every moment of it. So you have nothing else to do but wait for him. Besides, he always keeps his promises, no matter what.

So when you saw the news on the TV that they already landed, you quickly sent him a message to just rest for now and just drop by the next few days.

You were getting a bit worried because it's been 4 hours, yet he hasn't replied to your message. It's already 10 o'clock in the evening, and he would normally text you back whenever you sent him one.

While you were pacing back and forth in front of your couch, your phone rang. You quickly answered the call, thinking that something happened to Kai.

"Y/n-"

"Kai! Kai, oh my god!"

"Hey, are you okay?" he answered, his voice hinting with worry. Your knees felt wobbly and weak, so you plopped down on your couch to at least relax a bit.

"I was so worried, I thought something happened to you!" you exclaimed, tears threatening to fall from your eyes. 

"Hey, I'm sorry for not texting you back. I won't do it again, I just thought you wouldn't be this worried about me," he tried to explain.

"How can I not be worried? God knows how worried I was!"

"I'm sorry, can I come over? I'll make it up to you," he said, attempting to coax you.

You sighed, worried that he might still be jet lagged. "Rest for now, Kai. You can drop by tomorrow, okay?"

You heard a heavy sigh from the other line, and you could even picture his pouty face. "Come on now, there's still tomorrow," you cheered him up.

"Fine, fine. Don't let just anyone in, okay?"

You nodded and hummed as an answer, as if he could see you. With another big sigh, you felt relieved. At least you knew he was okay.

Just when you were about to sleep, someone rings your doorbell. "Who in the world!" you exclaimed, throwing your blanket off of you. Because who could be ringing your doorbell in the middle of the night?!

"I swear if this is some type of prank—Kai?" Your boiling blood quickly calmed down after seeing your boyfriend in front of your apartment.

"Hi," Kai said with a little wave of his hand, smiling from ear to ear.

"What are you doing here? I thought I already told you to rest." You sighed, your eyes teary from how overwhelmed you are as you pulled him closer, hugging him tight and sobbing into his chest.

"Hush now, stop crying. Let's go inside, shall we?" he said while gently caressing your back.

You couldn't help but cling to him, as the both of you eventually made your way to the living room. He himself couldn't stop telling you how he missed you. With you leaning your head on his chest while sitting on his lap, he started telling you how the tour went. From how his two hyungs forced him along with Taehyun and Beomgyu to dance their unit song 'The Killa', to him deciding to play a little on their 'Growing Pain' song out of boredom.

You could also feel how your lips were about to be torn because of how you laughed non-stop from his funny stories from their tour. 

Little did you know, how he loves it when you laugh and smile genuinely. He loves the fluttering feeling in his heart. 

"Oh! I remembered something! Me and Soobin hyung played during our break from tours. Do you wanna try? I brought the controllers," he suggested.

Your curious little mind can't help but want to try what he was suggesting. So you nodded and planted a kiss on the tip of his beautiful nose.

"Of course! How dare I say no to your request?" you giggled.

You grabbed his hand and made your way to your bedroom. Settling deep into your bed, Kai booted up the game, story telling continued—he's still not done with it.

While the two of you enjoyed playing in the dead of night, Kai couldn't help but notice your hair tied up into a ponytail, exposing your beautiful neck. He tried gulping down the feeling, but he just couldn't push it back—your neck totally enticed him. 

The occasional bite of his lip and the way he looks at you didn't escape your line of sight. Until the electricity in the room shifted, an undercurrent of something deeper simmered between the two of you. As your characters danced across the screen, your real-life selves drew closer.

In a moment of spontaneity, you leaned in, brushing your lips gently against Kai’s. The kiss was soft at first, almost hesitant, but it ignited a warmth that spread through the both of you—controllers tossed and the video game characters now stuck.

The atmosphere quickly transformed. Walls that separated two worlds crumbled as you explored each other with the same curiosity and excitement the way you navigated through video game quests. The kiss deepened, fingers intertwining and bodies instinctively moving closer, wrapped in an embrace that felt warm and fluffy, like the softest blankets.

In that moment, the boundaries became blurred as Kai put his hands against your skin, and every whispered thought led to more tenderness. The laughter you shared now mixed with soft gasps, and the room filled with an energy only the two of you could understand.

"Sorry, I just... Fuck, I just missed you," Ka murmured with a smile. His thumb drawing small circles on your waist. You cradled his face, not bothering to answer him as you planted a wet kiss to his lips. Kai slightly opened his mouth, letting his tongue swirl around yours.

"Kai, please," you mumbled.

Kai turned you around, pulling you closer to his chest just between his legs as he locks his arm around your waist, his other hand gently rubbing the skin of your thighs. 

"You still smell so sweet," he muttered, planting a kiss on your neck that has been attracting him ever since you two started playing.

"I hope I can bring you on tours, I need you to take care of me," he pouts, his mouth still working wonders on your exposed neck, blossoming marks littered around. His fingers slowly dipped closer to your inner thighs, pushing your soft sleep shorts to the side. Kai ran his middle finger on your clothed pussy, feeling the wet cloth clinging onto your folds. 

With a single buck of your hips, he slips his hand inside your underwear, slowly pushing his ring finger in. Your gasp made him chuckle, twisting his finger inside you.

"K-kai... N-need more..." you pleaded, looking up at him, the rising and falling of his broad chest making you feel more aroused.You whined when he withdrew his finger, placing it on your lips as he whispered, "Sshhh." 

You shook your head as you plead again, wanting to feel more, desperate to cum. "Kai, need you," you slurred.

"Give me a minute." A wide grin grew on his lips as he grabbed his phone, a bright idea popping into his mind. He opened his music app, clicking on one of their most recent songs. He turned the volume down, enough for just the two of you to hear. His fingers returning to your wet folds as the rhythm of the song rings in your ear—it was The Killa.

Your sobs became louder as he pushed his middle finger inside again, twisting and curling to tease you. "K-kai!" You couldn't help but yelp when he slips his middle finger in, carefully fucking you with his digits, their song still softly playing in the background—the clips you saw about Kai dancing to it flashed on your mind.

As your abdomen tightened, his mouth played with your earlobe, occasionally licking, biting, and sucking it."G-gonna cum, please..." You hold his hand, guiding him to move faster and let yourself cum on his fingers. Your back arched against his chest, hands clutching on the sheets as your orgasm washed over you.

Your ragged breathing made Kai smile. "Are you okay?" he asked, kissing your temple while his fingers still move slowly inside you to let you ride out your high.You looked up to him, tilting your head, trying to reach for his lip. Which he responded by lowering his head down to give you a kiss. 

"Need to feel you, Kai. I missed this," you muttered, your breathing uneven.

"You don't need to ask, I missed this just as much as you do."

You quickly got out of bed to take a quick run to the bathroom, scavenging your small cabinet to find the half-used box of condoms you kept around for him to use whenever the two of you wanted to have your alone time.

Kai was already removing his jacket when you returned to your bedroom, showing his now buff build. 

"You've been working out, right?" You smiled, tossing the box on the bed as your hand found its way to Kai's chest.

"Mhm. I want my girl to have something to brag about his boyfriend, at least," he chuckled as he pulled your face to kiss your cheek. You couldn't help but giggle at his actions. He was really sweet and nice towards you. You couldn't ask for more.

Kai tapped the space beside him as he lay down, getting the two of you in the spooning position, one of his arms resting under your head. He pulled his sweats down, just enough for him to free his throbbing cock, giving you a single condom packet, quietly asking you to open it for him. He pumped his cock a few times before he heard a ripping sound coming from the foil material as you passed him the thin piece of rubber.

His hand pulled your sleep shorts down as his hand that was resting under your head wrapped around your shoulder, pulling you flush to his chest. 

"I love you, y/n," he whispered, kissing your ear.

"I love you too, Kai." Your giggle didn't last long and eventually turned into a soft moan when he slowly pushed inside you as he held your waist.

"This is the only reason I love when I am away from you for a couple of months. You get so tight," he moaned just right behind your ear. His words spurred you more.

His hand slowly unbuttoned your sleepwear, exposing your tits. Your breast perfectly fits his hand as he gently massages it while he starts thrusting inside.

"So tight, love, so tight. Fuck, I could barely move," he groans. You tried to answer, but moans and whimpers are the only thing that came out of your pretty mouth.

"Mmphh!" You whined when Kai pushed a little deeper inside you. You could feel how thick his cock was, how veiny and hard it was. "I need you like this on tour. Whenever I feel too tired, I just need you," he whispered, eyes tightly shut as he kept on thrusting inside you.

Your hand reaches back, tangling your fingers on his hair, spurring him further. His name is coming out of your mouth like a chant. Kai was sure he wouldn't last long when he buried his face on your nape, trying to hold back his moan.

He wasn't expecting you to press your hips towards him, and it only made him reach his orgasm faster. His hips stutter as he stilled inside you, strings of loud moans and whimpers came out of his throat. Kai was reeling when you clenched around him cumming on his cock, and he silently wished that you let him hit you raw instead.

Kai pulls away, his body sweaty and sticky, as he discards the condom in the bin next to your bed. He scoots closer to you as he turns you around and lets you lay your head on his chest.

"That was hot. Vanilla but hot," he chuckled, his chest harshly rising and falling.

"Thank you for dropping by," you giggled as you hugged his waist.

His fingers combed through your hair as the two of you slowly drifted to sleep—their song still on repeat, softly playing in the background, mixing with the soft snores coming from the two of you.

@binniesbooks 2024

[ilwonuu]

HIIII I HAVENT SENT A REQUEST IN A WHILE HEHHE ITS YOUR 🍒 ANON 💕💕

could i maybe request a jun roommates to lovers fic??? been in my jun era recently he’s so HANDJDJDJJAJAJ you can decide fluff angst or smut

THANK YOUU 💕💕

hehehe hi my angel🍒<33 i’m so happy ur requesting something eheheheh and for JUN!!! MWAH MWAH. i hope you enjoy !!

𝗑𝗈 （𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝖾𝗌）

‧₊˚♡𝗐𝖾𝗇 𝗃𝗎𝗇𝗁𝗎𝗂

✿ 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀－ 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉， 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗅！𝗃𝗎𝗇 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆！𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋， 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌， 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖽𝗈𝗆！𝗃𝗎𝗇 𝗑 𝗌𝗎𝖻！𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

✿ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌－ 𝖺𝗐𝗄𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝗆𝖿𝖺𝗈， 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍， 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗒， 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 （𝖿 𝗋𝖾𝖼）， 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗃𝗎𝗇， 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀， 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄 （ 𝗃𝗎𝗇 𝗉𝗅𝗌） ， 𝗃𝗎𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗄𝖾𝗒 𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖿 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌， 𝗂 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗄 𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗇，， 𝗅𝗆𝗄 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾<𝟥

✿ 𝖺／𝗇－ 𝗁𝗂𝗂𝗂 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗂’𝗆 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗋𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝗆𝖿𝖺𝗈！！ 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗃𝗎𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗊 𝗁𝖾𝗁𝖾𝗁． 𝗅𝗆𝗄 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗍<𝟥 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆 𝖾𝗇𝗁𝗒𝗉𝖾𝗇’𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝖺𝗅𝖻𝗎𝗆 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 😭

everyday your thanked the universe for giving you a civil roommate. the universe aka minghao. he introduced to the cutest person you’ve ever met. he was so so kinda and considerate of you always and you never had to ask him to do anything because it would already be done. that was already more than enough for you but he was also very cute. like very.

jun was so kind hearted and you absolutely adored that about him. he was so so thoughtful too and that made you even more found (in love) with him. you woke up this morning thinking of jun more than usual. okay it’s not just today- you always think of jun first thing in the morning. your smile is big while imagining his face. you crawled out of bed still with that picture in your mind.

you opened your bedroom door to the bathroom just to be greeted by the same boy leaving the bathroom.

“oh- sorry. good morning.” he stopped in front of you with an awkward smile as he moved out of the way.

“morning jun.” you smiled back as you quickly walked into the bathroom to brush your teeth. he went back to his room your assumed and you finished your morning routine before heading to the kitchen. jun was cooking breakfast it seemed and your nose was filled with the most delicious scent.

“ i can’t eat all this by myself. hungry?” he asked with a smile as you walked over to him. you nodded quickly.

“always. i’d love some.” he smiled satisfied as he turned back to the food. the two of you always having these little moments. the looks linger a little longer for both of you. neither of you are complaining but the other doesn’t know that. jun feels so awkward staring at you if he thinks you might think he’s weird. you definitely don’t think that but he is still anxious about it.

“oh- i wanted to ask you. i was gonna get some things for the house. i was wondering if you want to come with?” jun could only look at you for a little bit this time. he was scared of what you’ll say. he doesn’t know why but he just is. what if you think something bad? you looked at him with a nervous face as you registered what he just asked. he wants you to go out with him? okay- not like that like out of the house. but you’ll take it.

“yeah! i would actually love that. i was thinking of a couple things we needed.” you grinned at him. he nodded with a smile.

“great! want to go uhh after breakfast?” you sat down as he asked the question.

“sure!” he finished his cooking for the two of you with a smile.

“let me plate this for you.” he grabbed a plate giving you food first with a soft smile.

“i hope it’s good. let me know if you want something else.” you nodded as you thanked him for it. this is what you loved but also hated about jun.

why did he have to be so sweet? like what are you doing crushing on your roommate. jun joined you with his food. as the two of you ate it was comfortable silence shared with a couple glances towards each other when the other wasn’t looking.

you guys finished the morning with getting everything you needed at the store. not before being mistaken by an older lady for a cute couple.

“look at you two. beautiful couple.” she smiled at you two as you two walked out of the store. you both laughed it off a little but you knew you lingered on that thought for a while longer.

after that slightly awkward car ride home you two returned to your shared apartment.

“do we really look like a couple?” jun mindlessly asked as you two brought everything inside.

“i don’t know but if so that’s not good. you’re gonna scare away the hoes.” you say to him as you two get comfortable again inside.

“hey i’m not scaring anything! but can i ask like do you want to date someone?” you were shocked by his question but you didn’t want to seem too flustered.

“yea i do- i just don’t know if i’m really dateable.” you laughed it off but jun shook his head at you.

“what- you really think that? you’re great. you’re so pretty and cool. very dateable.” jun said casually with a smile. you don’t know what to think about his words. he thinks you’re pretty? no he has to be saying that to be nice to you. he always being super nice to you. (god are you so stupid)

“thank you jun- you’re all those things too. really.” he thanked you with a side hug before disappearing into his room for a small nap. you spent that whole time he was in his room thinking of cute scenarios with the boy.

you couldn’t help yourself. he was just too cute. you felt a little bad for crushing on the boy but you had slight hope that he felt the same. but you knew he probably just seen you as his roommate.

his small nap was a bit bigger than intended but when it was a little after 6 you heard a small knock to your door.

“want to watch a movie?” he asked you causally and you nodded without thought. you would never pass up the opportunity to hangout with jun.

“what movie are you thinking today junnie?” junnie. you don’t know exactly why you said it but jun’s reaction was enough to make you feel okay about it.

“another horror movie. i hope- this one is good! the last one was terrible.” he said as you two got onto your couch. you say close to him just how he wanted and he put the movie on. neither of you had seen it so you had no idea what to expect.

“i’m scared. protect me.” you joke as you hid your face into jun. he just laughed at you.

“you’re being silly. of course i’ll protect you.” he pretended to look around guarding you. your smile was now painting your face as jun smiled back at you before looking back at the movie.

“look at the cat! no if something happens to the cat i will cry.” he is quick to reassure you.

“nothing will happen to that cat.” it sounds like more of a threat to the movie. you find it cute how focused jun looked at the screen when he saw the cat.

“you’re a cat yourself.” you smile at jun making him blush at you words. the two of you were too busy laughing at what you said that you didn’t see that moving scene had moved to something very sexual. you didn’t know what took over you but your first instinct was to say something about what the guy was doing to the girl.

“i want that done to me.” you laughed a little. the guy on screen was kissing the girl against the shower wall.

“he’s not kissing her right though.” jun decides to add catching you both off guard.

“oh are you a pro kisser or something?” you laughed as you playfully teased him.

“better than that guy.” he shrugs with a half smile. the movie gets interesting fast as you and jun finally decided maybe movie night is done for tonight.

“jun?” you felt the urge to be closer to him. the two of you just sharing soft conversation. “hm?” he asked you as you looked at him.

“can- can i kiss you?” he was nervous to respond but he quickly turned to you.

“uh- yeah.” his face heated up as you slowly leaned into him. he could’ve never guessed that he’d be kissing you right now. the kiss started slow.

jun took kiss time with the first couple of kisses. jun was probably the best kisser you’ve ever kissed. his hand inched up to hold your face gently. he leaned over you slightly as you two made out for a while. the both of letting soft moans slip from your mouths. his lips were so soft. he was so soft with his touches with you. you pulled away from the kiss.

“you’re such a good kisser.” you made a playfully shocked face and he just laughed.

“you’re better and you taste good.” jun leans back into you for another small make out before pulling away.

“i’ve wanted to do that for awhile. i like you jun.” he smiled at you before pulling you into his arms.

“i’ve liked you for so long. will you be my girlfriend?” jun asked as he plays with your fingers. you can tell he’s nervous.

“of course. i would love to be your girlfriend.” you words sound fake because how is this real? jun is quick to close the space between you again. he quickly got on top of you while he left soft kisses against you.

“you’re so beautiful.” he whispered to you as he lays you back more. he rubs your thighs softly as he kisses you.

“you too.” you say without thinking but jun doesn’t say anything about your statement.

“thank you.” he pecks your lips as he feels you move his hand higher on your thigh.

“do you want something?” he asks you before you move his hand where you want.

“touch me.” jun didn’t have to be told twice he moved your shorts to the side with your panties as you felt his fingers against your clit.

“you’re such a good girl. can i call you that?” his voice sounds so sweet as he keeps touching you.

“mhm please jun.”

he smirks slightly as he watches you fall for his pleasure. he pecks your lips again.

“feel that good? you’re making such pretty noises. want more?” he asks you with his sweet tone. he kisses against your jaw and you feel him slip a finger into you.

“so wet for me. such a good girl.” you tried to respond but only a moan came out.

“junnie- please.” you don’t even know what you’re begging for. you don’t know how but with the pressure of his fingers against you you can’t help but to cum around his fingers. his touches and words just making your orgasm better.

“you look so pretty when you cum. i knew you would.” that really shocked you because what?? he was imagining you. you felt a little dirty as you sat up. jun cleaned off his fingers with his mouth before wiping the wet fingers on his pants.

“taste so good too.” you almost forgot about jun’s needs as he sat up with you.

“what about you?” you put your hand on his thigh and he shook his head.

“i’m okay. that was more than enough for me. i just wanted to please you.” you wanted to cry at that. you could only lean in to give him a hug.

“are you hungry?” he asked you as he left soft rubs in your back. you nodded at him and he smiled.

“okay let me cook something for us hm? just relax.” he said leaving a peck against your cheek.

“you’re too sweet jun.” he shook his head.

“this is nothing.” he kissed you softly for a little before getting up to start cooking for you guys. jun was such a sweet roommate. you are so grateful to say that you have a sweet boyfriend now too.

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Chamber of Horrors 😈

Grayson Waller x reader

an: just came across Grayson Waller on Chamber of Horrors with Scarlett and Shotzi and it gave me some inspo 👻 IF YOU HAVENT WATCHED IT, YOU SHOULD! He is literally polite, respectful, funny and hella scared. This story doesn’t follow the video exactly because my memory is bad and I started writing this so long ago I forgot so much stuff, plus trying to rewrite a video is kinda hard 🫣

‼️ Warning: swearing, bad story telling, cringe writing, not proof read, just rambles no actual good storyline‼️

“Our final guest of the night is the current WWE Woman’s Champion y/n!” Kayla says excitedly.

Walking out into the cozy studio my nerves settle slightly, I’ve never been on the bump before, nor had any kind of chat show interview before, so I’m a little overwhelmed. I make my way over to the other guests Scarlett and Shotzi and sit down next to them.

“So welcome to your first ever bump appearance, how has it taken us this long to get you here?” Kayla asks.

“Honestl-”

Cut off before I could even answer, a strong accent fills the studio, Grayson who was also a guest - who was joining us via video chat - had to pipe up - it’s what he does best.

“Let me answer that.”

“You see, yn wouldn’t come on the show unless yours truly was also a guest. I mean can you blame her, who wouldn’t want to be on the same show as the Aussie icon.”

“Ah yes Grayson of course, every time they asked me to come on the show I would say unless you have thee Grayson Waller on your show, I ain’t interested.”

He smiles and slightly chuckles, unable to retaliate.

We continue to hype up the next PLE. Shotzi and Scarlett then go onto speak about the release of more episodes of Chamber of Horrors.

“Yn we would love to have you as a guest on the next season! It would be so fun.” Scarlett suggests.

“Absolutely not.” I say - little too quickly.

“I might come across as someone who is tough but deep down I’m scared of most things. And being in an area that is high on the paranormal activity is a definite no for me.”

“We would be there, nothing would happen to you. It’s completely safe.” Shotzi tries her best to convince me to appear in the show, but her words fill me with little confidence.

“I’ll go on if you do yn.” Grayson declares.

“What?”

“If you do the show, I’ll do it with you. Moral support and all that. Plus if you get too scared you can always hold my hand.” His signature smirk creeping onto his face.

Feeling like my back was against the wall I agree to appear and anyway they might not ask me to be on it for a long time and we might not even go to somewhere that is extremely haunted. I was unfortunately wrong on both fronts.

The call to appear on an episode of Chamber of Horrors came all too quickly. It was decided that we would go and see Bloody Mary in New Orleans, which involved a seance and an independent ghost hunt around the haunted house.

Sitting around the table in a circle, Bloody Mary describes how the evening will go and says a few incantations to start of the seance.

“First we will go around the table and introduce ourselves to the spirits. Squeezing from left to right on our hands.” She tells the table.

She introduces herself then squeezes my left hand. My turn I guess

“My name is yn.” I then squeeze Grayson hand for him to start

“My name is Grayson Waller, Maddison square garden main eventer.”

“I’m Shotzi”

“I’m Scarlett”

We continue to hold hands until Bloody Mary continues. She introduces us to a doll named Henry. Scarlett picks him up and places him onto a clearly uncomfortable Graysons lap.

“He likes the ladies, he’s a bit of a flirt.” Bloody Mary explains to us.

“Aw yes lad! We could be brothers.” Grayson says, “however I have to move you closer to Shotzi and Scarlett, can’t have you making moves on people you shouldn’t be.”

I look at Grayson confused, why would he say that?

“So is it true someone at this table hasn’t seen a horror film.” Bloody Mary questions. Looking around the table I find it hard to believe. Shotzi and Scarlett are literally horror queens and I’ve dabbled in horror movies myself, like who hasn’t. That only leaves Grayson…

“You haven’t seen a single horror movie? Like ever?” I quiz Grayson.

“Nope, I just like laughing. Why would I watch something that would make me scared?”

Stunned.

“The fact you haven’t seen the all time classics, I’m shocked. We have to change that.”

With a playful glint in his eyes he reply’s “are you asking me on a date? I mean I suppose if you were there to hold my hand I wouldn’t mind watching a scary film.”

And that right there is the famous Grayson Waller charm. I roll my eyes and laugh off his flirtation.

“I’ll ask theory to show you some of the classics. It’s gonna change your life.”

“I’d rather you show me them. I think I’d appreciate them more with you.”

He smiles slightly and shifts his attention back to Bloody Mary. Not noticing how his response had affected me.

The part I had been least looking forward to, the ghost hunt. We had been given free rein around the house to look and interact with any spirits we may encounter.

There had been a few words here and there but nothing that was concrete evidence that the spirts were among us. It could all be explained or passed off as a coincidence until I heard Scarlett and Grayson in the bathroom.

“Shotzi, yn come here quick.”

We entered the bathroom and were met with both Scarlett and Graysom standing in the bathtub. We join them without question and wait.

“Can you tell us your name” Scarlett asks the spirits

“Zach”

“Zach is there anyone else here with you?” She continues

“No”

“Killed her.”

“Sorry”

Scared, I find myself gravitating towards Grayson who instinctively grabs my hand. I’m not sure if he sensed my fear or if he too was scared however in that moment we were a comfort for each other.

“Killed who?” Shotzi asks this time. However there is no reply.

“Hey Zach can you say hello to Grayson?” She continues

In a mimicking tone

“Hi Grayson”

The mood is slightly lifted and I can’t help but chuckle this spirit has went from confessing to horrific crimes to making fun of Grayson and I’m here for it.

Unamused Grayson replies “oh, you think you’re funny do you?” The spirit did indeed think it was funny.

We move to a different room due to the activity in the bathroom dying down. The room we enter is a playroom, legend says that the small cupboard is where a small child still plays. We decide to have a game of rock paper scissors to see who will go in the cupboard. Shotzi is our first, then Scarlett.

“Can’t you just go in the cupboard? I think I would die of fear if I had to go in.” I say pleading with Grayson.

“Sorry love, fairs fair. Ready?” He replies.

Rock, paper, scissors shoot. I went with paper and Grayson well he went with rock. With a smug look I go stand next to Scarlett and Shotzi awaiting for Grayson to climb into the small cupboard.

“I’m literally in skinny jeans, I can’t do this.” He complains while backing into the small enclosed space. Not even a minute later he is screaming and scrambling to get out of the cupboard.

“Something touched me. Something touched my leg.”

“What?” We all ask.

“When I was in there I felt something grab and pull my leg.” He reiterates.

Finding his way next to me, he slides his hand into mine, again to find comfort. I squeeze his hand as a reassurance that everything was going to be okay. Looking down at me I can see the appreciation in his eyes.

Scarlett sits on the floor and asks the spirits some final questions - much to our dislike.

“Do you like Grayson?”

“No”

Grayson on hearing this throws a little tantrum

“I’m here, I’m trying to learn, I’m being respectful” before he can continue the spirt cuts him off

“Nerd”

The mood once again has been lifted at the expense of Grayson.

Shotzi continues to question the spirit.

“What about yn? Do you like her?”

“Yes”

“Pretty”

“You’re damn right she’s pretty. But ima have you ask you to back off mr ghost, she’s off limits.” Grayson replies

Shotzi and Scarlett share a knowing glance while i remain calm and composed- on the outside that is. On the inside im screaming.

That has got to be the most frightening experience of my life. The cameras have stopped rolling and we are standing in front of the Bloody Mary’s ready to part ways.

“Okay, I’ll admit it was kinda fun, however under no circumstances will I ever come back on your show.” I tell them.

They both laugh and tell me I’m a baby.

“I don’t know how I’m going to sleep tonight.”

Grayson jumps in “oh I don’t mind helping you out there. I can think of a few ways to help you sleep.”

Scarlett and Shotzi dismiss themselves sensing we need some time alone.

“What’s with the heavy flirting? You’ve been at it all night?” I question.

“Well what normally happens when a guy flirts with a girl?.”

“You’re not just any guy though, you’re Grayson Waller. Serial romancer.”

Slight offended he replies “I thought my actions would have been louder than my words? I like you yn, I like you a whole fucking lot. My mind, body and soul is captivated only by you.”

Silenced by his confession in struggle to think of the right words to say. I want to tell him I feel the same. I want to tell him how my every fibre and being yearns for him. Slowly I see the hope in his eyes fade as I’m taking too long to reply.

“Listen if you don’t feel the same way just say it I need to”

Before he could finish his sentence my lips meet his. He returns my kiss with a need and passion I’d only ever read in books. This is what he needed, this is what we both needed. Each other. Pulling away our foreheads rest on each other while catching our breath.

“How about a nightmare on elm street? A classic franchise to break that horror movie virginity of yours.”

He chuckles “as long as you’ll be there, I’ll watch anything.”

I honestly dunno what this turned into but here we are…….if you would like tagged in any of my stories let me know and I’ll add you to the list.

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thats my seat!

academic rival scaramouche x gn!reader headcanons

warnings: scaramouche(bro is a whole warning), foul language(it's scaramouche we're talking about here so), reader is mentioned to have bad eyesight, fights, angst, academic validation, bad parenting

barely proofread lmao im tired, it's 3:15 am and im starving. there will be a chapter 2 ofc i just wanted to post something goddamn my blog has been empty for so long (4 days) didn't have a way to keep track of the word count but it's kinda long. anyways hope u enjoy!!

oh god

when i say rival, i mean full on brawls on the school hallway

so let's say you've been top of your school since day one. your name has always been at the top of the score board every exam, always class representative, and well known as a smart kid ever since you steped on school premises.

you work hard to keep your grades up, your parents pay enough attention to your succesful brother and none for you

having a successful brother plants high expectations on you. i mean, he did very well, so why cant you? you both have the same blood running through your veins. your parent's praise, that is all you've ever wanted. and yet you're not even informed if there's a family outing, leaving you in your house alone

it has been like that for years

not until one day, you enter into the classroom and someone else is sitting in your chair. someone unfamiliar is sitting on your chair.

"hey, excuse me. i sit there." you pointed at what is supposed to be, your chair. "what, i dont see any names on it." Ok, what. when you finally look up to the culprit, my goodness. Fierce purple eyes that looks like it holds the entire universe, his skin as fair as a maiden, lips plum as a springs fruit, a beauty mark at the underside of his right eye, and his hair a unique color of indigo that is cut in a weird jellyfish-ish hairstyle. while yes, he looks ethereal, not gonna lie (if he had longer hair you might've mistaken him as a girl) his personality certainly does not match his elegance. an annoyed look currently adorned his face, as if you disturbed his peace.

"done checking me out? i know im hot, i get that look everyday so dont ever think you're special." and now it changed into a cocky smirk. the nerve! not only is he sitting on someone else's chair but it seems like his head is getting bigger too. "well excuse me, i havent seen your around school until today so im guessing that you're the transfer student our teacher talked about last week. but do you mind finding a new spot, i sit there." you glared at him.

"no i like it here. here's a better idea, why don't you find a new spot. im the new student here, show some courtesy."

"no- what, go away thats my seat!"

"alright everyone, settle down- oh, i see that the new student is here already," the teacher finally came in the classroom, cup of steaming hot coffee in his hand. Everyone sat down on their seats while you are still standing up waiting for this person to look for another seat. Lmao guess what, he didnt move.

"(name), c'mon sit down. i know getting a new friend is exiting but we have to greet the new student properly. now go find your seat."

"wait but sir--"

"sit down, (name)"

"yeah that's right (name), sit down" a voice beside you spoke. you looked over to the new student adorning a triumphant grin at your loss. and so you are now forced to sit at the back, barely seeing what's in front because of your poor eyesight, and wearing a vengeful spirit.

epic first meeting

the seats in the back are okay, its breezy and you now sit next to xiao (his music taste is so good) but yeah, you cant really see the board clearly so you get notes from mona at the front

at first, it was a one sided rivalry. how hated how rude and bratty he was and at that time, he didnt seem too care (like he get those everyday). but then he started fighting back and oh boy he hasn't had this much fun in years!

the way you retort back to his harsh words is so amusing to him. usually, no one would dare talk to him in a degrading manner but then you came into his life, claiming that he's sitting on your chair, and it was never the same ever again.

now, he looks forward to everyday. he rises up earlier so that he can sit at your chair first, he keeps looking at the classroom door everytime someone enters (in case it's you so that he can give that shit eating grin), he loves how your face gets messed up when he wins an argument, he loves how small your hands are compared to his when you have a brawl in the hallways, and most of all, he loves it when you give him the shit eating grin when you win something (he says he let's you win sometimes because he pitied you, but is it really?)

to him, this is fun, amusing, entertaining. but to you? you've never felt this much hate in a human being, ever.

scaramouche is smart as fuck and he demonstrated that loud and clear

he aced the math test that the teacher gave that wasn't even taught to him

in presentations, he speaks loud and clear and you can really understand the point he's making

he doesn't really like group works (you noticed) but if he was put in a group, he does most of the job flawlessly

sports? oh of course. he's really good at baseball (pitcher). he's also good at other sports but not as good as baseball

oh and pray that you don't get him as your opponent in debates, you will be grilled like a brisket

did i mention he sleeps in like 70% of his classes? it's not like the teachers can do anything about it. he excels in everything, at least let him sleep as a gift

the only times he would be awake is when he pulls on your strings

but of course, you're also good in all of these, that's why you both are rivals

you fight almost everyday for the top spot (and for your original seat) to the point where its a daily routine to everyone else to see you both pinching and arguing in the classroom

He doesn't have any close friends (ahem childeahem) and it's either bc ppl are intimidated by him or he just doesnt give a fuck about friends

maintaining grades is one thing, winning against him is another

you are very intellegent, yes, but you work very hard for your grades every night. losing sleep studying for upcoming quizes and making sure your projects are perfect. unlike him who doesnt even try

you havent seen him study once

and it makes you see yourself lower. you're both equally in par with your grades but thats when he doesn't even try. what happens when he takes everything seriously? what if he studies as hard as you do? where will you stand then?

but when you got 2nd place for the 3rd time this year, he took it too far

"what the hell?! this is the third time!" you looked at the results in the bulletin board expecting to see your name in first place. you studied hard, right? so then why,,,

"oh oops, looks like i did a little too well again this time. aw and i didn't even answer some of the questions because i felt bad for beating you the last two times." a snicker is heard behind you and sure enough, piercing indigo eyes is looking at yours in pure pity. "thanks i guess. are you happy now? that's three times in a row!" aether beside you is now having a deadpan expression, expecting the worst. 'alright here we go again'.

"oh yes very, you know what makes me even happier? your declaration that you're inferior to me. why do you even try anyways, it's clear to everyone that im better. you're just wasting your time burying your head in your books and notes when we both already know who's coming at the top. imagine not meeting your parent's expectations." he's now looking down on you, beating you up with words that you know damn well are true. but that doesn't mean you're not gonna fight back.

"what."

"oh you know, maybe if you tried harder, the cost of your education might be worth it for your parents. honestly, if i we're them id--"

before he could finish his sentence, a loud echoing smack is heard all across the hallway, making everyone's attention turn to the commotion. scaramouche head is now turned the other way, his cheeks beginning to flare from the hit as he glared at the culprit, you. "you motherfucking bitc-!" you tackled him and due to surprise, he fell back. aether is now alert, shouting your name trying to get you to your senses.

you gripped scramouche's collar, rasing his head from the floor and slamming it back down. "you're an asshole, you know that?! i try my best everyday and this is what i get?!!" he fights back, hand on your arm that's trying to get a hold of his hair and another on your neck, holding back your weight.

"you don't know what it's like!! you will never know what it's like being compared to your brother everytime they get a chance!! you dont know what it's like going home to nothing but words of disappointment when you did everything you can to get their approval!! you will never know what it's like for your efforts to go to waste!! you will never know the feeling of being kicked out of your own home and live in a run down apartment!! i work day and night, i lose sleep everyday, i barely have anything for myself to live, and now i have to deal with your ass every single day too?!!"

"(name)! calm down, hey-!"

"fuck off aether!"

every word you spat pricked scaramouche's heart and made him struggle from your assaults. this isn't fun anymore. he knew a bit of your situation, kazuha told him. but he never knew it was this bad. all he knew is about your parent's expectations. he didn't even attempt to fight back this time and just defends himself from your blows. 'shit, i took it too far.'

"you dont have to remind me of my incompetence! i already know, i know damn well i will never be enough!! you're right, why do i even try, right?! you're so fucking annoying, doing everything so effortlessly, like school is a nuisance!! can't i take a fucking break?!!" at this point, you cannot control your tears from falling into his cheeks, rolling down his porcelain skin.

"what are you--?!"

"why can't i be a genius like you?! why dont i have everything that you have?!! i did everything i can, what am i doing wrong?!" you are now saying intangible words that no one can decipher because of the mess of emotions you are feeling at that moment. you're about to deliver another blow when someone held you back.

"(name)! you're doing too much! thats enough!!" goddamn she is stronger than i thought, scaramouche deals with this everyday?? aether pulled you away from the tangled mess that you and scaramouche managed to create. you're struggling his hold but after a bit, you slumped down having no more strength to keep going, sobbing quietly. "...(name)?" aether said.

"...i am so tired of everything, why do i even keep trying. i.. i just want to make my parents proud..." sniffles could be heard from where you are being held my aether's arms. aether supported you from the groud and led you away from the scene and the prying eyes of other students. before you both can disappear completely, aether turned around and gave scaramouche a threatening glare. "i know you both bicker a lot but you took it too far. you are an asshole and you better change that attitude of yours or i will send you home even worse than your condition right now." and you both are gone.

scaramouche is still sitting on the floor, his arm supporting his weight, bruises are forming in his skin while he's craddling his cheek that is now very noticeably red and flaring from the slap you served him earlier. he doesn't know how to act, really. should he apologize? should he just walk away and like nothing happened? should he report you for physical abuse? he didn't know anything.

what he does know though is that he fucked up, big time. he knows that you'll never want to see his face ever again, he knows that nothing will be the same again, and he knows thag the feelings he has will never be reciprocated, after what he's done.

he actually just found out recently, when someone from the other class was making fun of you and he didn't like it one bit, he's the only one allowed to make fun of you, everyone back off. scaramouche can see the crowd dissipating, no longer interested since the main action is gone. he sat there on the floor the whole time, rethinking his life choices, wondering if he said things differently instead of those. would he be seeing you tomorrow? will you still argue with him about nonsensical bullshit? can he still hold your hand whenever you pinch him?

he heard footsteps and before he can look up, someone had smacked him in the head.

"what the fuck-!!"

"i want to say 'are you okay', but to be honest you kinda deserved that." a mop of ginger can bee seen hanging from someone's head.

"fuck off childe, and why did you smack me?!"

"because you deserve it. but y'know, it's nice having front row seats seeing you ruin your life because of that toungue of yours. aether's right you're an ass." he helped scaramouche from the floor, dusting his uniform from the filth. "ill take you to the infirmary." scaramouche can only nod, feeling lethargic after all that energy spent.

he hopes to see you the next day, acting like nothing ever happened.

part 2

[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

Heartbeat

This header is from this post i havent stopped staring at by @/askmatthias (pls check him out omg omg omg it so good pls you gotta look at it gives me life actively)

In honor of Matthias coming home (in five days) and me begging for his s tier skin -hands you a fic- bby pls come home i need you in need you

Rated Explicit | Warning: vampirism

The clashing of swords drew his attention innocently, when it was quiet he did not know the scene would change to see you putting back on your shirt and the Lord of the Desaulnier manor fixing his hair.

“Your lamb is here.” The man is shirtless and holding a foil-fencing sword in each hand. Matthias never directly interacted with the mysterious noble but almost everyone says he is a cold standoff individual, Aesop though never spoke ill of him.

“At least pretend to be a gracious host, Joseph!” Snapping at him while he puts the foil-fencing swords back on the sword racks. The click of the vampire lord's tongue is loud. He is intimidating, beautiful as a woman but graceful as a man, Matthias stares then stops the second the other notices.

“Be sure to do what we talked about, (Name).” His hand is on your lower back and his lips are on your shoulder as he pulls back your shirt. It is personal, and though you are intimate with most of those who live in this manor, what he sees is some more to it.

From what you told him about vampires by nature are creatures who bend to the whims of desire, a beast that hungers endlessly. Some can control it while others become enslaved by it.

“Yes, monsieur.” You turn your head as he places two more kisses before slipping away. “Good night.” It is strange hearing you speak with a much more gentle tone. You are gentle, especially with Emil, Andrew, and Aesop. You can be kind, you can be firm, and you adjust to the needs of the individual.

“Evening.” Lord Desaulnier says before turning around and heading towards the door the puppeteer stands in front of.

Matthias moves aside not wishing to touch him unintentionally, his eye glancing and catching the cold glance of piercing red eyes. That made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

The door is closed behind him and now you are alone with the vampire fledgling.

“Don't mind him,” Speaking up when alone with the new arrival, “He is the same way with Emil too.” Emil is the man who is always lingering in your shadow. One might say shy but Matthias believes he is cautious. The only man to sleep in your room, and honestly sleep there.

“I see.” His gaze is elsewhere as you finish dressing, “Training this late?”

“Joseph needed to clear his mind for a bit,” You turn around now once more wearing your shirt, “You're up late. Can't sleep?”

Matthias shakes his head, “... I got hungry.” Though he ate a few hours ago, his gut still ached for more.

“Alright,” Taking his hand, “Let's go to your room.”

“Wait, why my room?” He was going to head to the kitchen.

“To feed, unless you want to bite me here?” Titling your head to the side slightly curiously.

“No,” Clearing his throat, “No, I mean… Are you sure?” It has been some time since he fed on you, he still fears he may hurt you.

“Of course. You need a direct source before you can solely use the blood vials and blood wine.”

You learned during your time with Joseph that there are ways to satisfy the beast of hunger. Solid foods like red meats from animals help maintain and hold weight. Bloodwine to calm the body. Blood vials to store and immediately drink if one is not feeding on enough blood— However, blood in storage can clot over time.

Direct blood drinking though has its uses but rarely is anyone willing like you, and rarely do most vampires know how to drink enough without killing anyone.

"Come on, the sooner you feed the less likely you will hurt me.”

The puppet named Louis is in another room locked in a case. This is done by Matthias Czernin's specifications, yet, he still checks the locks on the door. The door is across from his room and sandwiched between Edgar's room and Frederick's room. Both are pure-blood vampires who were given invitations by Joseph.

Matthias rarely sees his neighbors, thankfully. You did that purposely so he does not feel like he must interact with everyone immediately.

You wish he would personalize his room… A bed, a workbench for his puppeteering equipment, and a wardrobe. Nothing more.

“(Name).” Having you sit on the bed with your back to him, “Can you… May you lower your shirt?”

You lower it until it rests on your forearms, and you lean your head to the side exposing your neck. His hands are restless, unsure of what to do. “Hold my shoulders to keep me steady.” He holds you, gentle at first but he grips harder when his fangs latch onto your neck.

The sting from fangs piercing skin is not something you can grow used to, it hurts a tad less but the pain is still there. But the pain never lingers as pain turns to pleasure, your body swaying as he drinks from you. You know your limits and the more he feeds the closer you are to reaching it.

“Matthias,” A groan from him as his arms wrapped around you keeping you in place, “Matthias, enough.” You might have to stop him and your hand reaches behind you to touch his face.

This makes him stop feeding, his mouth off your skin, tongue licking the residue of blood seeping out of the bitemark.

“You did good.” Praising him as you turn around when his arms let go of you, “Feeling better?”

A nod, he looks away, “You should put your shirt back on.” If he can blush then he has enough blood in his system.

“It's just my chest.” Teasing him, “You have seen me naked before.”

Once! By mistake because Naib Subedar and Norton are too daring for their own good!

“Do you not want to look at me?”

“I do.” A desperate tone, “But…”

“But?”

“More.” He tries to find the words, “I would want more.” His hands on his lap gripping the fabric of his pants.

You fully turn and take his hand placing it on your chest, the center where he can feel your steady heartbeat. You push forward against it until you are close enough to smell your blood on his lips.

“(Name).” Do not tease him, please do not be cruel.

“Matthias.”

The bed creaks with movement, the shared uneven breathing, the moans and groans of pleasure. The room for the first time seems more lively than it has in months.

You move your hips, rocking them forward and back, grinding slowly on his lap. There is no rush, you want him to experience this slow and steady for right now. You hold onto his back, his hands holding your thighs from underneath. His mouth meshed with yours, the puppeteer cannot get enough of kissing you.

He is not the best kisser as he has no experience in this but he learns along the way by copying your movements. Everywhere you touch it is like his body cannot help yearning for more, the voices for once are silent, and gazing up at you is like looking upon a god.

You would never take such a compliment, you never believe yourself above others whether physically or mentally. Everyone is an equal and you give only what others give you.

He wishes you would not. Wish you had met him first… Saved him. Though he knows it took a lot to get you to this current gentle state. The violence he heard Aesop was the first, he spoke only once about the large photograph of you in one of the rooms in the manor. The you who knew only blood and steel, a far cry to the person he has in bed with him.

When you both are exhausted, laying on the bed covered in the thin coat of sweat with his cum inside of you and you cum on his all over his now cock. His hand is on his chest, there is no heartbeat but he swears he can feel it racing. His eyes close as you pet his messy hair, his head on your chest with his ear above your racing heart.

You speak to him, asking him if he is okay or if he needs anything.

“You,” Clinging to you, “Can you stay?” Emil is probably going to be in a bad mood tomorrow when he wakes up to you not beside him. For some reason that makes Matthias happy.

“Yes, I can.” Smiling sheepishly, “As long as you want.”

[macncheesytoes]

Romanced companions reacting to Sole saying ‘i wish we could stay here forever’

sorry i haven’t posted much recently, i’m in the middle of exams and havent had buch motication to do anything. put it under cause its so long. ANYWAY, hope you all enjoy :)

CAIT: They were both sitting next to each other, on the roof of one of the houses in sanctuary. The sun was sinking below the horizon; oranges and pinks sailing across the twighlight sky. The bottles in their hands clinked against each other as Sole moved in closer to her.

This was as good as it was ever going to get, Sole realised, the residual warmth from the setting sun calming the two beyond anything either had experienced in the Commonwealth.

´You know, I wish we could stay here forever,’ Sole murmured, moving even closer into their girlfriend, resting their head on her soldier.

Cait turned to look at Sole, almost in disbelief that someone like Sole could ever love her. The more she thought about it, the more she started to agree with her partner. This was the happiest she had been in a while.

´Yeah,’ was the reply, ‘Me too.’

CURIE: Curie was working on some experiment or other, like usual; Sole watching from the other side of the room. Equipment that Sole had scavenged for their partner was strewn across the table, and Curie hadn’t looked at Sole in a good half an hour. She hadn’t said anything in even longer.

Sole was surprisingly okay with it. It meant that they could work on plans for The Castle’s new artillery defences that they had been meaning to get done for ages.

It struck them then that this was what they loved most about being with Curie: the way they were able to do their own things in complete, yet comfortable silence.

It was quite daunting to break that silence, but a whisper of ‘I could stay like this forever,’ was all that was needed for Curie to break into a smile.

‘Yes, I think so too.’

DANSE: Danse and Sole were having a slow afternoon, one of the first that Danse has had. The pair were working on their power armour, so Danse couldn’t complain.

It was a relatively cool day, but the nature of the work they were doing meant they were both getting hot and sweaty. Sole was haphazardly covering the armour peices with a new lick of paint, and Danse was adding some extra modifications to his.

They stayed there working in comfortable silence, until the Sole was finished. Looking over at their boyfriend, Sole realised that they could spend all their days like this. Screw the brotherhood, screw the stupid Minutemen for all they care, this was all they needed.

Their feet started moving before they knew it, and suddenly they were behind Danse, their arms wrapped around their his sturdy frame.

‘I could stay like this forever,’ they said into his neck.

Danse turned around in Sole’s grasp, and captured their lips in a kiss.

‘I think I could too’ he said with a smile.

HANCOCK: Hancock was sprawled out on his favourite sofa in the statehouse, still spaced out with the high that was lingering from hours earlier. Sole was next to him, curled under his arm, even higher than their partner - if that was possible.

Jet inhalers were strewn across the table across from the pair. Ever since Hancock and Sole had first confessed their feelings, they had been passing their days much like this.

Sole lifted their head from Hancock’s shoulder, and settled themself onto his lap. The world started to spin; Sole buried himself into their boyfriend. His torso was sturdy, and arms began to snake themselves around Sole’s torso, holding them close.

A murmur escaped Sole’s mouth, losing itself in Hancock’s old coat.

‘What’s that?’ he asked, curiosity taking over.

‘I could stay like this forever,’ was the reply.

A smile broke istelf over the ghoul’s face.

‘We can do that quite easily, sweetheart.’

MACCREADY: The sun was setting over the commonwealth, sending pastels rippling over the sky. MacCready and Sole had just settled themselves down for rhe night; a small fire burning in front of the pair, cooking their food for the night.

Sole glanced over at the man on the opposite side of the fire. Busy working on cleaning his rifle, the fire lit up MacCready’s face in warm orange hues that practically made Sole melt.

Without warning, Sole stood up and moved himself next to their boyfriend. Mac looked up at Sole, the fire reflecting in his eyes turning the steely blue irises to flickering reds.

Mac brought his hand up to Sole’s cheek before kissing them softly. He turned back to the fire, but not before putting his arm around Sole and bringing them closer.

There was a few minutes of comfortable silence before Sole whispered: ‘I could stay like this forever’.

MacCready only smiled, seemingly very impressed with himself.

PIPER: The pair were sat in comfortable silence in the Publick Occurrances office. Piper was working on her newest article, resulting in a few questions every so often, like ‘How do you spell amnesiac?’ or ‘What does garish mean?’

Sole was working on some plans for the Minutemen, something that Preston had asked them to do far too long ago, when they realised that this was the happiest they had been since they left the vault. Living here in Diamond City wasn’t as safe Sanctuary pre-war, but it was pretty much made up for due to the intrepid reporter sat on the other side of the table.

Sole stood up to move behind Piper, and slink their arms around her from behind.

The words ‘I could stay like this forever,’ were whispered into the back of Piper’s neck.

‘We can give it a damn good shot, Blue’ replied Piper, a smile breaking out over her face.

[sunwarmed-ash]

Thank you guys 🖤

for taking care of me yesterday, I really am feeling so much better. I've been SINGING all day. I dont remember the last time I feel good enough to sing loudly in my house.

As a treat I'm gonna give you an exclusive, tumblr only, sneak peak to the Eden club sequel 💙 (the title card is a spoiler so if you HAVENT read the eden club yet, be warned, below is spoiler territory)

Title Card WIP

Brothers-First Chapter WIP:

Em & Andrea's

“What the hell just happened?” Hank asks, appearing suddenly Gavin’s flank. Which is fair, Connor’s sudden mass exodus wasn’t exactly subtle. 

“I dont know, he was freaking out and then he ran inside!” Gavin explains, still trying to understand himself.  

“Well, we gotta go check on him!” Hank insists, huge stride already half through the doorway. 

“Just, give him a sec Hank,” Gavin insists, stopping his boyfriend by his arm. 

“What?” 

“You shoulda seen him... He looked… phcking terrified. Somethin’ spooked him.” 

“All the more reason!” Hank huffs, anxiety masking as fury. Gavin doesn't take it personally. He’s just as worried as Hank is. 

But as it turns out, they didn't need to go anywhere. Connor was coming to them, a furious determination on his face. 

“Con, baby?” Hank asks, but Connor’s eyes don’t move from their gaze ahead. In fact other than his feet, nothing else about him changes. He's a walking, stoic statue. 

Connor makes no indication he’s heard Hank’s call and walks out of the party.  and away from his two shouting and concerned partners. 

The Eden Club

The since reattached door to Kamski’s office slams open with the full force of Connor’s anger. 

The human inside doesnt flinch. Instead he stands almost expectantly in front of his desk, arms linked behind his back.  

“Hello Connor.”

“You planned this, all of this. From the start!” 

“Well,” Kamski smirks, “Certainly took you long enough.”

Connor scoffs reflexively, shaking his head. 

“You’ve been using me,” Connor spits, and it’s not a question. “It wasn't Emily who texted me it was you.”

His creator's grin only grows. 

“Yes.” 

“WHY!?” 

“Oh come now Connor, I designed you smarter than this. I practically hand fed you all the clues.” 

Connor doesn't want to admit it, but he knows the answer. Probably knew it the whole time, just didn't want to accept the possibility it could be true. 

“...Gavin.”

“Obviously.”

Connor’s furious enough he’s moments from snapping the shorter man’s neck. If he was sure he could get away with it, he would. 

“But why me? You could have used any of your other androids!” 

Elijah looks at him like he just said Thirium was purple. He gives the android another moment to correct his statement before exhaling a little irritably, 

“Gavin isn’t in love with any of my other androids.”

That snaps Connor’s smart mouth closed. For a few reasons. 

“H-How much have you seen?” Connor asks. 

The smarmy grin that comes over Elijah's face has Connor’s artificial guts squirming. 

“Everything.”

[thighguys]

alright guys i took the cue from everyone else on here and did my own dnp tarot reading 😊 @freckliedan i think you were collecting these? might as well add mine for the metrics lol... also i will take this opportunity to advertise the @dnptarot project im putting together, it's super cool!!!

okay so i used my fav tarot app as i dont actually have any physical sets lol but heres what ive got

my first 4 cards were just dan and phil vibe checks, like what are their general feelings. dans were the 9 of swords and the knight of swords.

9 of swords is definitely a negative card, lots of anxiety and fear swirling around something, but the knight appearing with it seems to me to imply just like- pushing through the fear. honestly reminds me of the time just before basically im gay, dan is scared but forging onward. knight of swords also implies a very fast pace, like things are moving really quickly which is DEFINITELY true and also matches with dans "what comes straight after" tweet. too many planets aligning at once etc, lots of shit is going DOWN lmao

phils cards were the king of wands and the 5 of pentacles.

king of wands is VERY leader/making big decisions/creative director, which makes me think that hes got something in the works here that hes going to be a big part of creating/directing (pride month mayhaps??) its also very much an opportunity card, like here is something that he can take and make great coming soon. 5 of pentacles honestly took me a minute to think about because usually its more about financial loss? but im thinking its maybe more about recognizing the necessity of help from others in difficult times. idk phil is getting help and is also a king 💪💪

my next question was about whether dnp were planning something big soon, and i pulled the high priestess and the 8 of wands

high priestess is literally ALL about trusting your intuition, and 8 of wands is once again very fast paced movement and changes approaching. so what im getting is a RESOUNDING yes lmao... phannies trust your intuition, the universe is telling us something and we should trust that itll come and itll come quickly lol

my last question was specifically about whether dnp are getting married lol (sorry cant help it im still on wedding hill) and i pulled the queen of swords and the 6 of cups

GOD this is insane to me... queen of swords to me is clarity and truth. every time ive pulled this card before it has been a reassurance to trust what i know and my ability to see whats in front of me... wedding hill... truth... idk guys... and then 6 of cups is all joy and happy memories (also can mean children? phregnancy announcement?) and what could be more joyful than a marriage? anyway once again these two cards are just a resounding yes so... im not pretending to know anything about their private lives but the cards havent lied yet lmao...

overall im just seeing a lot of fast moving cards and a LOT of positivity, creativity, and joy. the only negative card shown was in dans vibe check and that fits, but along with his other card i feel like the vibe i was getting was less "crippling fear" and more "brave enough to keep going anyway". basically i think we can expect smth big soon, and if it isnt a marriage announcement then ill stay on wedding hill until i die because i believe that the queen of swords knows wtf shes talking about ❤️❤️❤️

hope you guys liked this! if you want i can do more tarot readings in the future? lmk lol, or dm me if you want me to do readings for you... i really like doing them i love feeling connected to the universe

[piscesbae7]

“ Let him be ”

Elijah Mikaelson x Y / N

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" Jesus, hurry up. " I mumble angrily to myself, waiting for my soon to be ex boyfriend to come home.

Klaus and I have been dating for nearly 2 years,  last summer I moved to New Orleans to be with him.

But, I recently found out he cheated on me  with his bitchy therapist, Camille.

So, i'm sitting in his study, waiting to confront him.

" Y/N? " Klaus yells from a distance.

" Y/N, there you are. " He says as he walks into his study.

" Here I am. " I say dryly, taking a sip of the drink in my hand.

He sighs, rolling his eyes. " What is it now? "

" Don't play dumb." I reply.

" I'm not. But please, enlighten me. What have I done now? " He says.

" Oh, I don't know. Fucked your

SHRINK?? " I yell, now standing up.

" What! You're crazy, I- " He rambles on.

" Go to hell, you pretentious bastard! " I say, knowing exactly what to say in order to hurt him.

" Ah yes, bastard. You've been waiting for oh so long to throw that in my face, havent you! " He replies, raising his voice.

" We're done! " I scream in his face, stomping into the hall.

Why the hell would he choose her over me?!

I mean, i'm younger, not to mention I don't psychoanalyze him constantly!

I stomp down the stairs, noticing that Elijah and Rebekah are there, obviously eavesdropping.

" Your brother is a fucking c*nt! " I say to them, walking to the door.

" Y/N, wait. " Elijah says, following me outside.

" If you're planning on convincing me to forgive Klaus, don't. " I say, not stopping.

" I wasnt - im not. I just wanted to say i'm sorry for my brothers behavior. Niklaus often does things without thinking of anyone but himself. " He tells me.

" you're...sorry? " I ask in disbelief.

" He never deserved you. " Elijah says, tucking a fallen piece of hair behind my ear.

I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out.

" Elijah.. I don't know what to say. " I tell him, trying to hide the fact that i'm blushing.

" Then don't say anything. " He says, pulling me in and kissing me softly.

I immediately kiss him back, putting my hands in his hair.

He pulls away.

" I'm sorry Y/N. I. I shouldn't have. " He says.

I stand there for a second, contemplating.

Without giving it a second though, I passionately kiss him again.

He kisses me back without hesitation, grabbing my waist and pulling me against him.

I wrap my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.

We make out for a few minutes before I pull away, needing to take a breath.

He looks like he's trying to hold back laughter, slyly smirking.

" What's so funny? " I ask, smiling at the man in front of me.

He chuckles. " Niklaus will be furious. "

" Then let him be. " I say, kissing him again.

** this is an old imagine from my wattpad account , i’d like to think my writing has improved since this , but i still thought i should post on here !! lmk if i should do more <3:) **

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[urdadssideho3]

CEO!Miguel O'Hara x reader

havent written in quiet a while so sorry if this is shit. Also happy new year!

There are strict rules about workplace romance, which he always abided by, until you came along. The minute you set foot in his office he knew you’d be the perfect fit. He'd taken a quick glance at your resume, pretending to mull over it and get to know you. The entire time he'd been all too aware of the way you sat across from him, your pretty eyes filled with hope as you spoke to him and how plump and soft your lips looked.

Now it’d be the third month you’d be working for Miguel. The little stolen glances and “accidental” brushes of his finger against yours weren't doing it for him anymore. He was continuously growing more impatient and less satisfied with the strictly professional relationship the two of you had. He wanted to take you out to the fanciest of places, spoil you rotten with expensive gifts and treat you better than any other man could, because God knows such a kind and pretty little thing like you deserved it.  

The soft click of your heels from outside his office alerted you to him, and he tore his attention away from the stack of papers in front of him and onto you. Miguel's eyes followed the way your hand wrapped around the door as you pushed the glass pane open, and the sway of your hips as you walked towards his desk and the way you stopped in front of him, a manicured hand presenting a cup of coffee to him kindly.  

“Thank you,” Miguel muttered his gratitude as he took the cup from you, eyes not leaving yours as he set the cup down on his desk. 

“Of course, Mr. O'Hara.” you replied, “Is there anything else I can do for you?” Miguel hummed in consideration of your question, his eyes raking over your body.  

“You did something new with your hair,” he commented, seemingly very focused on you. You blushed, bringing a hand to the slicked back locks and smoothing them over.  

“I did.” You replied. Anyone who didn’t know you would have missed the way your demeanor shifted, becoming slightly shyer, but Miguel didn’t. He practically spent every waking minute in his office watching you, learning you inside out.  

“I like it,” he told you and your blush deepened, your stomach fluttering at the compliment.  

“Thank you,” you whispered, ducking your head down.  

Miguel stood, now towering over your slim figure as he spoke. “What's the rest of my schedule for today look like?” he asked you. You let out a hum, raising your head to flip through a little book in your hand that held his schedule. It was just around noon, and he’d completed what looked like most of the paperwork for the day.  

“You have that business lunch at one with a client, and two meetings back-to-back at three and then four o’clock.” You read aloud. Watching as he rolled up the sleeves of his collared white shirt, leaving you to subtly gawk at his veiny forearms.  

"Rescheduled everything,”  

Your head shot up, craning to look up at him in shock. “W-what?”  

“Reschedule everything.” Miguel repeated, moving around the desk so that there was nothing between the two of you. You nodded, about to rush off to your desk and begin making phone calls, before he spoke up again. “And once you're done with that, we can go get lunch together."  

“Lunch?” It was a question, your words laced with uncertainty that you’d heard him right. Miguel nodded, leaning against the front of his desk, one arm braced against the wood plane, supporting his weight and the other reaching out to wrap around your wrist and pull you closer. He settled that hand on your waist, rubbing small circles into your side with his thumb. The small touch made you feel dizzy.  

“Yes, lunch. Would you like that?” he asked, his voice softer, a harsh contrast to the stern tone he’d been using with you since you’d started working for him.  

“It's against company policy,” you reasoned weakly.  

“If you’re worried about losing your job, I won't let that happen sweetheart.” The pet name made your stomach do flips, your cheeks heating up.  

“No. No, that’s not what I’m worried about,” you laughed softly to yourself, staring up at him. He wanted to tell you how beautiful you were looking up at him like that, and how it made his heart flutter, and his mind race, but he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. Plus, it was a tad early for him to say all of that.  

Instead, he hummed a little “mm,” squeezing the flesh of your waist gently and said, “well then if you would like to, I see no problem going out for lunch together.”  

You grin “Lunch sounds great.”  

[montcumbry-gaytor]

Hullo do you still write for overwatch? I really like your style and would love to read a lifeweaver and Baptiste x male reader story/smut with the reader being a bottom and with some bondage. Ok thank you bai

Lady Liberty

WOWIE, WOWOW, I SAW THIS REQ AND I WAS LIKE GASP !! A LIFEWEAVER *AND* BAPTISTE? YESSSSIRRRR + THE BONDAGE

ci ; Bondage, Threesome, Established relationship, Basically a creampie, Jean and Niran being sweethearts <3

"Testing the waters" was merely an understatement when it came to experimenting sexually with your partners, The more appropriate wording would be "diving head first"

Niran was unsurprisingly the one to suggest binding you, You had all been coddled up in a neat pile on the large bed, Niran laying on his stomach, feet up and kicking as he scrolled away at his laptop.

You had been laying with your back to the headboard, playing meaningless mobile games to pass the time, legs dressed over Niran's back.

Jean had his head on your shoulder, his knees propped up with a small drawing pad on them, taking a graphite pencil to the paper and drawing at random.

"Ooo..."

Niran awed, drumming his fingers on his chin, which the two of you perked up to.

"What'd you find this time?"

You asked with a smirk, cocking a brow up at him.

"Hear me out, we havent tried bondage before..."

Niran hummed, his fingers moving to the quilt, tracing patterns into the fabric, holding his head up with his other hand.

Your gaze drifted over to Jean, who already had his eyes on you, his signature sly smile plastered on his lips.

"I'm not opposed, but who would be the one bound?"

"Draw straws?"

Baptiste suggested, and Niran lit up, nodding his head with vigor, you couldn't help but agree.

It hadn't even been a week before a small package appeared in your mail, a deep black rope nestled inside, which you had left on your queen bed.

Jean had three straws nestled in his fist, hiding their individual length from the rest of you, leaving You and Niran to draw blindly, you receiving the shortest.

You all collected on the bed, you happily stripping all except your boxers, which would have to come off later into the tying.

Niran took your arms behind your back, tying knots precisely and leaving gentle and reassuring kisses to your shoulders, Jean sitting in front of you and helping keep the rope in its place over your chest.

"You know to use the safe word, Yes?"

Jean asked, his thumb stroking your thigh.

"Of course, I know you would never make me do something I don't want, Unless I consented beforehand."

You joked, raising your eyebrows as Jean chuckled, leaving a small kiss to the corner of your mouth, which you leaned into as much as you could without messing up the handiwork.

Inevitably, your briefs came off and your face flushed at how exposed you felt, in comparison to your two fully clothed partners.

Jean worked on binding your thighs to your lower legs with Niran's Aid, His fingers tracing figure eights on your inner thigh.

"We're done, Sure you're alright Lanmou?"

Jean spoke, his lips curving up in a gentle smile as you nodded, before capturing yours in a tasteful kiss, before inevitably parting for air.

When you gazed up to look up at your other partner from his lap, his shirt had been removed and his golden arm pet your hair tenderly.

Jean had taken the chance to take off his own shirt, You watched with adoration seeing his somewhat muscular shape slip out of the tank he was wearing previously.

"Niran...?"

You whispered, watching your lover perk up and lower down, letting you whisper your desires into his ear before aiding you into a more allowing position.

"As you wish, Thirak."

It had taken him mere seconds to slip out of his sweatpants, pushing down his briefs as his hardening cock slipped out.

Your shoulders rested just barely on Niran's thighs, kissing his cock as he aided it into your mouth, letting out gentle sighs as you took him into your mouth.

"Fuck, Darling..."

He whispered, You had barely noticed Jeans brief disappearance from the bed until you felt his weight behind you once again, only then did you realize what he'd done.

A cock ring sat at the base of your cock, though you couldn't complain as your entire throat was occupied.

You let out a questioning groan as Jeans hands found their way on your ass, his thumb running over your hole teasingly.

Niran helped you pull off, the mixture of drool and precum helplessly spilling out of your mouth as you caught your breath, letting out whines and moans as Jeans lube-slicked fingers prodding into your ass.

"Ah— Ah~ fuck—!"

You gasped, Jean's free hand stroking your hard length half-mindedly, causing your hips to shake and shudder as he curled his fingers into your prostate.

"Jean—! Shi~t Jean~!"

You whined, your back struggling to arch as your movement was constricted, Niran's hand ran through your scalp, reminding you of him.

"S-Sorry~ Ah-"

You whimpered, letting him rub his tip on your lips teasingly before pushing past them, using your head as some twisted form of a Fleshlight as he fucked into you, letting out dainty sighs, his brows knitting together as he came closer to cumming.

Your name teetered on his lips, coming out in an engrossed whine as his cum spilled onto your tongue, bitter and thick.

"Hah... M'sorry love~ got carried away.."

He muttered, pulling his cock away from your mouth, stroking your cheek as you caught your breath, Jeans fingers leaving your softened hole, leaving an uncomfortable emptiness.

"Jean..."

You sighed, your eyes traveling down, Jeans eyes meeting yours, occasionally flickering around your bound figure.

"I know."

he hummed, rising to meet your lips In a gentle and warm kiss, often trailing away to peck your cheeks or neck, leaving small hickeys in his wake.

His hips rolled against yours, pulling a strained whine from your throat, one he understood was out of desperation.

"Up you go."

Niran hummed, pulling your back to his chest, you could feel his cock rutting against you, making you feel almost feverish with anticipation.

Your knees slipped past Jean's hips in an effort to straddle him, his fingers supporting the base of his cock as he teasingly tapped your thighs with his length.

"Don't tease him now darling, give him what he wants."

Niran hummed, a skilled palm cupping Jean's cheek, which he reciprocated by laying a lush kiss on it.

"And what is it that he wants, hm?"

Jean asked, playing into how submissive and helpless you were without them, you were weak, and somehow you felt safe knowing it was them, filling your heart with butterflies.

"I want you both.. to fuck me, please."

You muttered, getting your words out causing a shy blush to spread across your cheeks.

With the aid of Jean, Niran raised your hips over his tip and slowly helped you pull down around Niran's length.

"Oo... ffuck..."

You sighed, eyes fluttering as your body adjusted, leaning into your lovers touch.

"Jean.."

You whispered, letting him bend your legs up and ease into you, your body quivering as he stretched you out.

"Sure you're alright?"

He asked, deep brown eyes scanning your face.

"Mh-Mhm .. just- keep going~"

You shuddered, you could swear your stomach was bulging under the bondage.

Your lips shakily smiled as Niran left gentle and reassuring kisses along your neckline, whispering compliments in his mother tongue, not that you'd understand exactly what he was saying, but you knew it was only words of kindness.

It had been a few minutes of gentle silence, before you finally flexed your hips, a signal for them to move, Jean's hips moving first, then Niran's.

They both let out soft moans at first, Niran being more vocal then Jean, letting out soft curses as he gripped onto your hips.

Light sounds left your room, a mix of skin against skin and erotic moans and curses, you'd be sure no one who heard would get the wrong idea.

"Faster~! ah- ple~ase.."

You whined, your wrists wringing in your bindings, the tip of your cock feverishly red and angry, begging to be touched.

As if reading your mind, Jean's soft hand wrapped around your dick, thumb running over your pre-cum spilling slit, prompting you to moan louder than before.

"You're so good, Thirak.. Ah- S~o.. so good."

Niran groaned, nose buried in the crook of your neck as he fucked into you, leaving sloppy kisses.

"I wanna cum~! shit~.. I wanna cu—m"

You mewled, mouth hung open as you could no longer form anything but helpless babbles, your lovers cocks rutting into you.

Your body struck with pleasure, Leaving you panting as you tried to recover, white spilling over you and Jean, Feeling your hips grow tired and heavy as Niran came to his edge, then Jean.

Jeans lips met yours as he came, his non-cum covered hand wrapping around your next to deepen the kiss, tongue teasing over your lips before parting, leaving you more breathless than before.

"Fuck... I loved that.."

You sighed, letting out light gasps as Jean and Niran pulled out of you.

"I did too, You looked so cute in my lap.."

Niran hummed, kissing your cheek.

"I'll get a shower going, Yeah?"

"Mm... thank you babe."

You sighed, watching as Jean walked into your shared bathroom, the sound of water beginning to run taking your thoughts.

eep 😵‍💫 I take so long to write things I am SO sorry :')

[crguang]

ahajsksbywpqp sat guess who has 2 tests in the same week in the same class next week. Not very fun for me. anyway I was think abt Kafka (honestly when am I not is the real question). See if it wasn’t Kafka in ur au and I was r I would definitely turn her in for the money, but I unfortunately think I might like Kafka just like a little bit ig so I don’t think k would be able to do that .

Reread part 3 today is her fingers twitching bc she wants to shoot something or is it just bc Kafka and her fingers. Ok thats not what I meant but also…what I meant was that she works with her fingers a lot I wish she used them on me instrument, guns, etc. we still haven’t gotten an in game Kafka appearance w an actual violin, it probably won’t happen but I’m still holding out. And she’s the highest threat level possible for a criminal but she STILL commits petty theft. She is so I saw someone say that the stellaron hunters were all siblings, Kafka and blade are like the older siblings that have to drive/pay for everything, silver wolf is the gamer (so original) and firefly is the youngest. Wish they had more in game interactions, or like they had synergy, meta wise, since canonically they’re one of the most tight knit groups.

oh also your inbox must be full as fuck so it’s fine if you don’t reply to everything, esp bc you answer a lot of stuff, and even tho someone already said this ur rlly great to talk to ur thoughts are always more coherent than mine. And we all get to simp over hot fictional women together.

ngl I might start playing ptn, like I’ve been seeing screenshots and…wow, I don’t think I have enough storage tho. I think the two types of characters I usually like are tiny mentally ill ones and hot evil women, so…

im so sorry my messages are always so long btw, I keep rambling 😭

-🌠

aaaa study well and good luck for your tests!!! hope you get a good grade and if u dint i will hack i to your prof’s computer and change it for you

im with you entirely, if it was anyone else in that story i wouldve already called the cops LMFAOOO kafka gets privileges because shes hot and my fav unfortunately… for the finger thing, i think its just one of her quirks! in her idle she mimics playing the violin and like you said she has very dexterous hands (even mentions it in a voice line) so i think she’d absentmindedly move them around when her mind is elsewhere. this is the kind of overthinking i was talking about, when i map out a character in my head i think about the most irrelevant stuff that dont matter😭 but imo they add to her charm a little and make her a rounder character, idk. AND YES i love that her crimes go from suicide inducement to petty theft shes so ridiculous hfjfhdhfj that time in her character story where she just walked in a store and took clothes off the rack then left in front of everyone… shes funny as hell😭

i see the SH as family too! silver wolf and firefly are sisters to me, and both of them are def kafka’s little sisters. i think silver wolf is the youngest though, she even gives off sassy youngest child vibes. i wish they could work together too, having them all in one team would be so nice. but it’s also cool that each of them has a speciality, it makes sense for the work they do

my inbox is full i think i have around 70 asks rn…😭 but to be fair a lot of them are veryyy old i just havent gotten around to cleaning up my blog yet, i’ll do it at the same time i change my masterlist and actually make it pretty to look at. i usually try to click on notifs as soon as i see them but like i said, i just forget to type my answers </3

and omg. anon. if your type is mentally ill and hot evil women ptn is literally the game for you. there is an abundance of mentally ill women in there, trust me… like there’s every kind of character you could want in that game— you could give me a specific type and i could find you a character that matches it, you should definitely play. and if you do, do it before the second anniversary ends (starts around mid/late-october) bc trust me you are gonna be upset if you miss shalom :/

dont worry abt ramblingggg i love talking to u and answering every point it’s really nice!!

[psychodani23]

Billy Loomis x Reader

A/n: Havent watched scream since i was a little girl but had an idea to write based off a dream i had and Billy seemed like the right fit. If you dont see billy as the right fit then you can either imagine a different slasher/character or request the same imagine but with a character of your choosing

Lately you havent been feeling like yourself you're overworked and just dont have any motivation to do anything like eat, drink, move out of bed. Unbeknowst to you, your best friend Billy Loomis has been really worried about you which everyone knows is out of character to him. Only Stu knows whats really wrong with you and he's been trying to get you to open up about your feelings to Billy but you know he doesnt feel the same way. Billy doesnt treat you the same way that you treat him and so far he's been really oblivious to all the hints you've thrown his way to try and hangout together alone. He always invites Stu to tag along and if Stu bails or says no Billy doesnt wanna be anywhere near you. You dont know what you've done to upset or offend Billy lately but it's really making you miserable and you're crying evrytime you try and feel better and see him hanging off some girl laughing and smiling and twirling their hair.

*knock knock knock* You're confused and get up to answer the door but you regret it as soon as you see Billy and Stu standing there in front of you. "What the hell are you two doing here?" you ask "well you werent answering your phone or replying to any of our texts so we decided to come over and check on you" Billy quetly says "Did you ever consider that maybe i just wanted to be alone? I'm not in the mood to have you two here right now please leave" "yeah thats not happening" Stu says "why not?" you ask him "Because Bily dragged my ass out of bed to ome here and im getting sick and tired of you two pining after one another now for the love of god either tell each other your feelings for one another or so help me i'll take everything you each hold dear and lock them away or burn them" Stu says

You and Billy look at each other in shock. Billy looks like he's gonna kill Stu then he looks at me softly. "He's right. I need to tell you how i feel about you. I'm in love with you and i've been scared to tell you because im afraid i'll mess it up and hurt you and i never want to do that" Billy tells you "Billy i love you too. To be honest i've been down in the dumps because i thought you didnt like me as a friend anymore. Everytime i asked you to hangout you'd always invite Stu along and the times that Stu didnt want to you'd never come over. I wanted to use that time to tell you how i feel and Stu always declined your invite because he knew what i was trying to do. He's been trying to get me to tell you i love you since i found out you were both ghostface" you tell him. Billy looks shocked at your confession then softly smiles. "i've loved you since you found out about us too. You never looked at us as monsters and always helped us in new ways to set up traps around the house so the kids we wanted to kill never got away and you were never afraid to get your hands dirty along with us" Billy confesses

You both look at each other and smile "FOR GODS SAKES KISS" Stu shouts. You both jump and laugh at Stu but do as he says. Billy softly touches you as if hes afraid you're not real. You close the gap between you and kiss him deeply. "Alright now thats all sorted lets order takeout and watch horror films all night" Stu says. He ruined the moment but you all couldnt care less. "Yes we havent done that in forever and you both owe me stu you owe me cuddles and food and you Billy owe me cuddles, kisses and a date" you say to them both. Stu opens his arms for a big cuddle and you dont hesitate to jump into them and tell him what you want to eat. You open your arms for Billy and he cuddles you too and you kiss him on the cheek "How about Friday i pick you up and take you somewhere special?" Billy asks. You smile and say "Yes" then you both share another kiss before settling back down on the couch and enjoying your night with your two favourite boys

A/n sorry if its rubbish. I just got back into writing I'll probably end up rewriting this at a later date

[quiet-stalker]

story idea maybe?? you kidnap a girl that was nice to you and beat her up bc she obviously wanted you to especially dressed as she was >~<

I havent really been one for company. I like doing my own thing. Watching porn all the time, reading stories. I had some pretty messef up fantasies, and porn just wasnt giving me the scenarios i went over and over with in my head. Played games, went to work, but always finding myself drawn to these fanrasies, wishing i had more confidence to act on them. This cute girl came into work today, spontaneously i gave her my number and we started to talk. She came to my house one day, i didn't really expect her to. She's been coming over a lot lately. We always talk and play games, but today was different. She seemed nervous. Maybe it was her new outfit, it definitely brought more attention to her tits than usual. The next day was more of the same. She talked less, and kept sitting right next to me. It was weird of her, but I didn't mind. This went on for a while. She seemed to get more confident, and she kept touching my leg a lot. It took a lot of self control not to get hard. She didn't come over today. I'm not sure why, but I just ended up playing by myself. She didn't show up today either. I started getting confused, then upset. Whatever, I haven't had time to myself in a while, might as well see if there's anything new. Started reading about this one fantasy that seemed similar to mine. He gave her his number, they started talking, and she just up and left one day. He ended up going to her house and she was half naked as she opened the door. I was gonna read more, but then my phone rang. It was her. I answered expecting to hear her apologize and explain what happened, but i was met with silence. Nothing for a while, and then she hung up. Was that it? Just like that, she was gone? No. I couldn't accept it. I got in my car, and started driving. She had mentioned the area where she lived, so went looking, and sure enough, there was her car. Without thinking I got out of the car and stormed up to the door. I knocked. Nothing. I knocked again. Nothing. I almost decide to just walk away, when the door opens. There she is. Wrapped in a towel. She stands there, shocked, wondering why I was there. She steps back as I step closer, and closer, taking hold of her wrist and pulling her towards me, making the towel drop. "First you talk to me like you're interested, then we start getting more physical, and then you leave?" I say, holding her tight. "I-i uh, um" was all she could say before she started shaking. At first I thought I went overboard, but then I look down, and not only is her hand between her legs, but she's cumming, right in front of me. I decide not to miss the opportunity, I smack her across the face. "Don't you dare do that again" I say, hitting her more, over and over, "ever". Without breaking eye contact, and without moving her hand from between her legs, she responds "yes". That's all i needed to hear. I take hold of her hair and drag her off into the living room. Tossing her onto the couch, I climb over her, holding her neck in my hands, squeezing tighter and tighter. Instinctually, she spreads her legs, revealing her soaking wet hole, fingers still inside. "Having fun there?" I ask punching right above her cervix, but she continues to finger herself. "Not enough for you?" I ask. Hitting her again. Biting her neck and hitting her tits as hard as I can. "That's gonna bruise you know" I say, watching her smile. "I'm getting tired of you ignoring me" I say, hitting you harder and harder. I stare at you, watching you fum from being abused, till I finally give in, take my pants off, and force my cock inside of you. Making you moan nonstop over and over. "What. Not you won't shut up? How badly did you want this? Hmm? How badly did you need me to come abuse that small fragilenbody of yours?" I ask, gripping your throat in my hands. Choking you harder as you smile at me, losing consciousness. "We'll have so much fun when you wake up, don't you worry about that" I say filling you up as you finally black out.