#yup he’s hooked for life alright

[luvs4matt]

Can you do a fic where the reader has no patiences at all and matt notices that through out the day so he decides to teach her some patiences

𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ✿ 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐖 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎

“awe my needy girl, you’re always so desperate. open your mouth sweetheart”

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 - dom!bf!matt x sub!gf!reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 - when reader has been impatient all day, matt decides to teach her patience

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 - SMUT, p in v, daddy kink, sir kink, praise, degradation?, dumbification, oral (f & m receiving), cum eating?, fingering, nicknames (honey, baby, babygirl, princess, good girl, sweetheart), teasing, dacryphilia, lingerie, orgasm denial, kissing, hickeys, implied after care, use of y/n, if i missed anything please lmk!

with love and stems, cherry ღღ

𝟖:𝟑𝟒 𝐀𝐌

“𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓“ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 “𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓“ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍 shaking his shoulder “hm” he groans “i’m getting in the shower, just letting you know incase you wake up and wonder where i was”

“k” he closed his eyes to return back to sleep, what he didn’t catch onto is that you wanted him to come with you

𝟏𝟏:𝟓𝟔 𝐀𝐌

“baby!” you exclaim running towards him, jumping next to him on the couch “hey, whats got you all happy?” he wraps a arm around your shoulder as you wrap your arms around his waist, throwing a leg over his

“i get to see you” you lightly grind your heat against his thigh but he didn’t notice, taking it as you getting comfortable

he leans down pecking your lips “i’m happy i get to see you too baby”

𝟏𝟐:𝟐𝟕 𝐏𝐌

you grind yourself against him again, hoping he notices this time “you okay sweetheart?” you respond with a ‘mhm’

you wait a couple minutes before glancing up at him, seeing his attention placed on the tv

did he really not notice? you trail your hand down to his v line, maybe he will finally take the hint, he chuckles at your actions “not right now baby” you groan, rolling your eyes

𝟑:𝟎𝟒 𝐏𝐌

you and matt are sat on opposite ends of the couch, his eyes are locked on the tv aswell as his 2 brothers, you on the other hand had your attention on matt

your thighs clenched together, your bottom lip hooked between your teeth, when would he finally fuck you? you rub your thighs together, in hopes of feeling any friction

he looks over at you giving a small smile, you roll your eyes placing your attention on the tv

𝟔:𝟓𝟕 𝐏𝐌

you and matt had reservations for dinner, you guys hadn’t had a date night in awhile “baby” matt looks over at you for a quick second before looking back to the road “hm?”

you lean over the middle console leaving soft kisses on his neck, using one of your hands to graze his arm “why don’t we pull over?”

“after dinner honey, after dinner” you scoff as you lean back into your chair “you okay?” you continue to look out your window “yup.” you respond accentuating the p

“don’t do that baby” you look over at him taking your attention away from nature “do what matt.”

“this, when you have no patience so you get a attitude” you roll your eyes at his words “don’t know what you’re talking about”

matt was going to say something else but decided not to, choosing life over death “alright”

𝟖:𝟒𝟒 𝐏𝐌

as soon as you got home you were out of the car, heading to matts room to change.

you slip off your heels and peel off your dress leaving you in only a matching set of blue lace, in only a matter of seconds you are pulled back against matt “is this for me?”

“mhm, yeah, it is” matt is now the one leaving soft kisses on your neck “i love it, i really really love it” you giggle as you push your hips back into his “yeah?”

“mhm, but.. i think, i need to teach you some patience” he runs his hands up and down your inner thighs “go lay down babygirl” you walk over to the bed and lay down on your back just like he told you to.

he crawls on top of you leaning his head down to kiss your left cheek, then your right cheek, next was your forehead, before he could reach your nose you grab his face bringing him down to kiss you.

“look at you all needy” while his right hand was stabilizing him, his left was caressing your cheek “just shut up and kiss me matt” he ghosts his lips above yours.

you tried to close the space between you two, but matt pulled back every time “mattt” you whine “what is it baby? am i being mean?” you try to connect your lips again, but he pulls back just like every other time “yes, i need you to kiss me, please”

“patients sweetheart” he kisses your nose before moving down to kiss the outer corners of your mouth “if i kiss you will you be a good girl for me?” you nod your head in response “i want to hear you say it”

“ill be a good girl, please kiss me” he finally places his lips on yours. you try to deepen the kiss but matt doesn’t let you.

you groan in annoyance when you try to deepen the kiss again and he doesn’t let you “is something wrong honey?” you whine once again from his teasing words. you bring your face up to kiss him but he stops you

“not until you tell me whats wrong” you look up at him with pleading eyes “i need you, and you won’t touch me”

“oh baby, ill touch you, but you need to learn something first” he tilts his head to the side staring into your eyes “learn what? i’ve been good for you” the hand that was on your cheek is now running up and down the side of your thigh

“i don’t know about that sweetheart, you have been impatient with me all day, and got a little attitude” he starts to leave small teasing kisses on your neck down to your collarbone “m’sorry, please matt, i need it so bad”

“i know angel, i know, just be patient for me mhm?” he kisses down towards your breast’s “can i take this off?” he asks while playing with your bra strap “please do”

you arch your back so he can reach under you to undo the clasp, pulling the blue lace off of your body, he kisses and sucks every where on your tits besides your nipple “stop teasing”

“oh i’m sorry, am i teasing you baby?” you hum a ‘mhm’ as your response “i’m sorry, i know you’re so, so needy” he still avoids your nipple, his kisses traveling down to the damp blue lace.

you open your thighs letting him slide between them. he hooks your thighs over his shoulders before teasing you again.

he kissed your inner thighs, massages your thighs, kissed the lace, he moves your panties to the side making you think he was finally going to give you what you wanted, but no.

he licks the outside of your folds, never going between them “matt stop” you whine “you want me to stop?” he pulls his mouth away from you, his mouth no longer on you.

“no! no! no! don’t stop like that, stop teasing me, please matt” he starts to kiss your bikini line “i’m not teasing you honey, i’m just teaching you a lesson”

“i’ve learned my lesson, i won’t get a attitude with you again, i promise” you beg “this isn’t about your attitude, it’s about you being impatient, which you are being now, so no, you haven’t learned your lesson”

you huff in frustration. your core ached so bad, you needed something, anything.

he continues to leave his marks, sucking hickeys into the skin, you so badly want to beg him for what you want, or buck your hips but hold back so then maybe he will finally give it to you.

he loved teasing you, but teasing you, also meant he was teasing himself.

he so badly wanted to latch his mouth onto your nipple and swirl his tongue around the bud, he wanted to suck on your clit and stick his tongue inside of your soaked entrance, yet he resisted.

he eventually gives in placing a kiss to your clit causing you to gasp “thank you, thank you so much” he sucked on the bud as your hands rakes through his hair.

he moves his mouth down to your entrance now sucking on the hole “fuck!” he slides his tongue inside, working his mouth on you.

he brings his thumb to your clit, rubbing small, slow circles, increasing your pleasure. you had gotten so pent up, that you could already feel your orgasm slowly building up.

you were finally getting the release you’ve needed all day, you wouldn’t have lasted another minute without touch from him. he removes his thumb from your clit, replacing it with his mouth.

you’re a moaning, whining mess under him, yes he had been talking sweetly but his mouth working on you was nothing close to soft and slow. you gasp in surprise when matts middle, and ring finger slipped fully into your cunt.

“oh my god matt!” you moan, his fingers were moving at a fast, yet also slowish speed, but it felt like so much more. “you feel good?” he could feel your approaching orgasm as you clenched around his fingers.

“yes! so good! please don’t stop!” the vibrations of his words sent a shocking feeling down your spine, a good feeling.

you forgot about any of your problems, you forgot about nick, and chris in the house, you forgot about everything, besides matt, matt was all you could think of.

“m’gonna cum!” you squeal “you didn’t ask for permission babygirl” you whine under his touch, knowing you fucked up by not asking him for permission, before warning him that you were dangerously close.

“please daddy! please let me cum!” you buck your hips up into his face, which matt makes sure it doesn’t happen again with the grip he has on your thighs.

“are you sorry?” you were so close to your orgasm that it was painful “yes! yes! i’m so sorry for being impatient with you! please! i need to cum!” you beg.

he pulls his mouth off of you, so you were now face to face, his fingers never stopped though “go ahead beautiful, let daddy see how pretty you look when you cum”

the knot in your stomach snaps, your face contorts in pleasure “thank you!” your jaw was slack as you arch your back.

you are trying to move your body away from his fingers from the overstimulation, but he pulls your body back down, speeding up his movements.

you grip onto his wrist while his name is leaving your mouth like a mantra “matt! matt! matt! matt! matt! s- slow do- o- oh my god! t- to- fuck!” he curls his fingers, finding your most sensitive spot that only he can seem to find.

you grind your hips down into him, chasing a new high that is building up “your doing so good” he praises. “p- please!” you are struggling to speak properly due to the amount of pleasure you’re receiving.

“what is it angel? you wanna cum again? is that it?” he leaves soft, tender kisses on your cheeks “yes! can i?” he looks you in the eyes, his eyes soft, yet also cold and harsh.

“you need it that bad?” he teases “yes! i need it so bad, daddy please!” only erotic noises filled the room, echoing off the walls “cum.” he looks between your face, and where you and his fingers meet, watching the white sticky liquid gush all over his fingers for the second time that night.

he rides you through your high before pulling his fingers out of you, sucking them clean.

he leans in connecting your lips in a sloppy kiss, his tongue explores your mouth not missing a centimeter. he swallows the moan that leaves your mouth when you taste yourself on his tongue.

you separate for a quick second by his shirt coming between you two as he pulls it off of himself, but are quickly joined back together. you were extremely sensitive, but also desperately yearning for him to be inside of you.

“ill give you what you want princess, just ask nicely” he muttered against your lips “please fuck me daddy, i want you” you kiss along his jaw, sucking small marks.

the rattle of matts belt fills your ears, he slips his pants off of his legs, throwing them in the floor, except his belt.

he rolls you over onto your stomach, adjusting your leg, “give me your hands baby” you reach your hands behind your back, allowing matt to strap them together.

he runs his tip between your folds, spreading your arousal around “you gonna take it all?”

“yes, yes sir. i- ill take it all, i promise” he thrusts inside of you fully with one swift movement, you were finally getting what you wanted, you were finally filled by him.

he doesn’t move, waiting for you to thank him, which takes you a few moments to realize “thank you so much daddy, thank you for giving me what i needed” his movements started slow, and sensual “you’re welcome sweetheart”

he sticks to that pace for probably only a couple seconds max before unexpectedly speeding up to a animalistic speed “oh my fuck!” he has one hand on your ass, while the other is on your waist

“you really think i was gonna go soft on you, after all you did” you dig your hands into the sheets as much as you can “you were being such a bad girl, and bad girls don’t get rewarded, they get punished.”

you attempt to speak but no words leave your mouth, only deep moans “dumb already? is this dick that good?” he chuckles “u- uh huh!” his dynamic changing so quickly threw you off, but not in a bad way “god, you can’t even speak, acting like such a needy slut, are you? are you my needy little slut?”

“mhm!” he leaves a harsh slap on your ass, scolding you “use your words y/n.” it takes you a minute to be able to actually speak “y- yes! i- i’m your n- needy slut!” you stutter

matt always finds it adorable how easily you became a stuttering, whimpering mess underneath his touch. within a matter of seconds you would be like putty. you wouldn’t be able to speak, wouldn’t be able to move anything besides your hands, when he used toys on you, your body could barely even function correctly.

you never reacted with any other man like you do with matt. matt learned everything you liked and disliked, and he always did what you liked most, as soon as he would see your face turn into discomfort he would change his angle to watch your face turn back to pleasure.

the most you could ever do is let out a string of pleads followed by his name “you gonna cum baby?” your breath hitches as you grip onto the sheets “please! yes!”

he moves inside of you a few more times before stopping “no! why did you stop?” you whine “I’m not ready to let you cum yet”

you move your hips to bounce on his cock, which matt quickly puts a stop to.

“why are you being mean” matt leans down, kissing your shoulder “because your easy honey” you whine at his words “don’t worry, i’ll let you cum if you’re a good girl”

he restarts his movements while turning you onto your stomach, also re-building your orgasm.

the pressure in your stomach was building faster than before “m’close!” he kisses your spine, just how he did your shoulder “ill be nice honey, go ahead, cum”

you release all over his cock, a white ring left close to the base. after he rides out your high, he pulls out as he unties your hands “get on your knees” you lazily pick your body off the bed, kneeling down on the floor in front of him.

you go to wrap your hands around him, but he grabs your wrists. you start to feel tears run down your face in frustration “daddy please, i want your cock” he tilts his head to the side, making eye contact.

“hey, its okay. you can touch me once i tell you, you can” he takes one of his hands off of your wrists, using it to wipe your tears “this is why you need to learn to have patience, when you don’t have any, you don’t get what you want, and we don’t want that do we?”

“no, i’m sorry, please let me suck your cock, i’m your good girl, i promise” you cry, tears are streaming down your face, wanting nothing more than to have his tip hitting the back of your throat.

“awe my needy girl, you’re always so desperate. open your mouth sweetheart” he rubs his tip against your tongue before slowly sliding down your throat.

your mouth was finally full of him, just how you wanted “is this what you wanted?” he teases. you nod your head as you start to move your head up and down on him.

you had a grip on his thighs, meanwhile his hands were in your hair helping you take him all. small praises left his mouth, when you take him faster by each passing second.

‘doing so good princess’

‘being such a good girl’

‘why can’t you always be this good for me?”

“you can and you will swallow all of my cum, understand?” you nod as a response, not wanting to take your mouth off of him just yet. matt wasn’t happy with that, he pulls out of your mouth, giving you a demanding look.

“yes sir” he thrusts back in your mouth, fucking your face. thank god for your no gag reflex, because how deep and fast he was going, you would be more than gagging.

you feel him twitch in your mouth signaling he’s close. “m’gonna cum in that pretty throat of yours” you moan at the thought of his actions, giving him more pleasure.

“fuck! i’m cumming princess, m’cumming” he groans as he spills his seed down your throat.

he pulls out of your mouth, panting from his orgasm before he speaks “open” you open your mouth, sticking out your tongue, showing no leftover cum in your mouth.

“i knew you could do it” he helps you stand up, watching how you struggled to walk he picked you up “come on honey, let me clean you up.”

© luvs4matt

a/n - i hope this meets your expectations anon! and if you don’t like it i am sorry, i literally spent 3-4 days on this bc i didn’t know what to write LMAO😭 THANK YOU FOR 300!!!

[majimemegoro]

Hey gotta ask , what happened to the “nishida visit hometown”fic?

They’re pretty good and interesting btw

thanks very much for the kind words!

nothing happened to it, I'm just slow at the best of times and I've been in the worst physical and mental state of my life for awile and increasingly.

anyway heres a preview :)

The Birthday Party

“…Okay,” Majima finally said, following a pause so long that Nishida had begun to physically sweat. “You’re off the hook for now. But don’t let this shit happen again, yeah?”

For a moment Nishida stayed perfectly still, waiting for the other shoe to drop. It didn’t. Majima stared, and then raised an eyebrow.

“Thank you, sir!” Nishida exclaimed, dropping to his hands and knees. “I really appreciate your generosity. Thank you!”

Apparently satisfied, Majima waved an airy gloved hand. “Just keep on your toes. I expect you to come back refreshed and ready to put your nose to the goddamn grindstone after this weekend.”

Nishida gaped, craning his head up. “Uh, sir… I can really still have the weekend off?” He hardly dared to hope; it was surprising enough that Majima was declining to punish him. It didn’t bear imagining that Nishida would get to keep his vacation, too. He ducked his head again, anticipating a screech as Majima revealed it was all a joke. But-

“Yup. You ain’t had a day off in at least a couple months, and you know Kiryu-chan’s gettin’ out of the big house before too long. I gotta have this family in ship-shape. Just don’t forget what I’m doin’ for you,” Majima said, and he smiled a smile that was somehow flat and cold.

“I won’t, sir!” Nishida leapt to his feet, and bowed low anew. “Thank you, sir! I won’t let you down!”

“Alright, that’s enough. You’re dismissed.” Leaning back in his fancy office chair, Majima pulled out a cigarette. Nishida went to light it.

“I said, you’re dismissed!” Majima snapped, pulling the cigarette away.

Rule number six of dealing with Majima: don’t push your luck. Hastily Nishida bowed one last time, and then fled the room, closing the door behind him.

A small crowd of the boys flinched back as Nishida exited. Some of them were holding ice packs and bottles of painkillers, ready to attend to the inevitable consequences of Nishida’s inevitable beating.

Or rather the beating Nishida himself would have assumed was inevitable a few minutes ago.

“Aniki?” one of them asked in surprise. “Are you done?”

“Uh, looks like it,” Nishida said, running a hand over his skull as though to check it were still in one piece. It was, aside from the old bruise and stitches over his eyebrow from last week (he’d almost forgotten about that). He could barely believe it himself.

“Whoa… he didn’t punish you?”

“Nope. He forgave me, and said something about wanting the Family to be in top shape for when K- for when something big happens later this year,” Nishida explained, quickly correcting himself so as not to give away the information about Kiryu. Nishida had no reason to believe Majima would be pissed off if others found out, but Nishida adhered carefully to rule 14: assume information is private unless told otherwise. Though he also tried to stick to rule 10, don’t wait for instructions if there’s a chance you’re supposed to act on your own. Sometimes it was hard to balance the two. Majima was nothing if not mercurial.

This time, though - this time Majima’s unpredictability was working in Nishida’s favor. It was a lovely little change. He’d expected to have to cancel on his mom; but instead, he headed home around 10 p.m. and threw some clothes into a bag. At midnight he caught the taxi he’d arranged in advance.

[nishida arrives in his hometown, goes to his mom's house, his old friend is there. after some dialogue she starts to roast him]

"I really don’t want to pry, but I care about you and I have to ask - you keep getting into accidents, it seems like you’re barely sleeping, you drink and smoke more than you used to. Nishi… are you on drugs?”

“No! Drop it, okay?” Nishida said, an edge of warning in his voice. This was unbelievable. Nishida was known in the Majima Family as a stick-in-the-mud lightweight, and in his hometown he’s suddenly branded as a hard-partying alcoholic? “I’ve told you before that accounting is demanding as hell. Yeah, I don’t get a lot of sleep. But I’ve always been clumsy. Don’t you remember the time we were biking up the hill and-“

“Nakai’s an accountant, and he’s doing just fine. He has weekends off-“

“Nakai does accounting for the local businesses, Kita,” Nishida said. “Tokyo’s a whole different ball game. It’s not really comparable. I promise I’m not on drugs. Okay?”

Kitahara’s mouth made a tight line. “Do you ever think about quitting?” she asked.

“What?”

“Aren’t you rich enough, now? You could get out anytime you wanted. You could retire, for fuck’s sake. Right?”

He toyed with the edge of the counter. “It’s… not that simple.”

“Why not? You have tons of money, right? You could live on it comfortably. Or are you in debt?”

“No. I’m debt free. Kita, stop coming up with conspiracy theories. I have a decent amount of money saved up, yes.”

“Then why keep working? You don’t like your job, so just quit. You could get a part-time thing, even. With a CV like yours, you could get any job you wanted.”

Nishida couldn’t suppress a sharp laugh. He hadn’t had a job that would look good an a CV for a decade. But he didn’t dwell on the irony. “I do like my job,” he insisted. “It’s fast-paced, sure, and it can be terrifying, but it’s exciting. I like my coworkers, I like the challenge, I like the flexibility I get. I’ve climbed pretty far, and I like that, too. The guys I supervise like me, and we work together well. I even like my boss, despite his idiosyncrasies.”

“He’s grinding you down to a pulp.”

She didn’t know how true the statement was. But, “Sure, he’s demanding,” Nishida shrugged. “Lots of bosses are. I wouldn’t trade him if I had the chance.”

The doorbell rang, cutting into Nishida’s speech. “I’ll get it,” he sighed. “Machida-san probably found out about mom’s party.”

“Old bitch,” Kitahara said good-naturedly, moving over to take Nishida’s spot at the counter.

Treading down the hall, Nishida double-checked that his shirt sleeves weren’t rolled up far enough to risk revealing a sliver of tattoo, and then he opened the door. “Hi,” he said. “Are you-“ And he froze.

“Sup,” Majima said. “I heard there was a birthday girl here?”

Nishida’s first instinct, after the cold sweat sweeping over him quieted down into terror, was to slam the door in Majima’s face.

Apparently years-old instincts of respect and obedience didn’t work outside of Kamurocho, because slamming the door in Majima’s face was just what Nishida did.

Majima jammed a steel-capped toe into the gap, preventing the door from closing completely. “How rude,” he said mildly. “I just came to celebrate your mom’s big day. She’s turning 70, right? That’s a big deal. It would be a shame if anything were to spoil the occasion.”

Nishida’s shirt was sticking to him. The summer day, once so pleasant, had become uncomfortably hot and cold at the same time. He wrenched the door open again. Majima smiled politely, as though nothing odd had happened. He was wearing a plain black suit, and he had a gift and flowers in his hands.

“Sir, could we… discuss this outside for a minute?” Nishida whispered weakly, still gripping the side of the door in a death grip. It might have been the only thing preventing him from collapsing to the ground.

“Hm? What’s there to discuss?” Majima asked innocently.

At just that moment, “Son?” Nishida’s mom called from the back hall, poking her head around the corner. “There’s - oh! Who’s this?”

“I’m Suzuki Goro,” Majima said quickly, with a slight bow. “I’m Nishida’s boss. Might you perhaps be the Nishida-san whose birthday I’ve come to celebrate?”

Nishida’s heart dropped into his stomach as his mom’s eyes widened. “Oh my!” she said and came hurrying down the hall. “Suzuki-san, please come in, it’s an honour to finally meet you!” She bowed low, multiple times, and, feeling sick, Nishida backed away from the door to give her space.

“He didn’t tell me you were coming,” Nishida’s mom fussed, puttering around Majima as though he had a coat for her to take. “I’m so sorry not to have given you a better greeting. Please, excuse my son’s rudeness and come join us.” She bowed again.

“Sure thing,” Majima said, smirking at Nishida over his mom’s head. “I do love a good party.”

“Wait,” Nishida said desperately. “Sir, sir, can’t I show you the front garden?”

“I seen it already, I came from the front. Gorgeous work, Nishida-san,” Majima said, winking roguishly at Nishida’s mom. At least, presumably it was a wink.

“Oh, why, thank you!” she exclaimed. “It’s nothing, really. Nothing at all.”

[thezombieprostitute]

Alphas & Algorithms - Part 7 - Feelings

A/N: Continued from Part 6 . Reader is female and is described as "tall". No other descriptors.

Warnings: It is a Dystopian AU. Food scarcity, hunger, mentions of families being separated. Discussion of non-consensual relationships and unwanted pregnancy. Bullying. Please let me know if I missed any!

--Part 1-- --Part 8--

--Series Masterlist--

If there was one good thing Curtis could say about his work it’s that it gives him plenty of time and space to think. And there was much to think about. They’ve started working with the pups to get them used to the fact that he’s leaving. He knows he’s out of his depth in all of this, but he trusts his brother. His brother who still knew the hand signals from all those years ago. His brother who’s apparently been trying to hook him up with Omegas for years. 

He was so lost in thought he didn’t notice Hobie until he was practically in front of him.

“Oi, Curtis! How you gettin’ on with that pet? Meetin’ some interesting people from what I’ve ‘eard.”

“What do you want, Hobie? I’ve got a lot on my mind.”

“Yeah, figured you would. Got until the security drone comes by. Ask me somefin’.”

“How much does she know?”

“Dunno,” Hobie shrugs his shoulders. “Jus’ know she knows more than she says.”

Curtis sighs at the unhelpful answer and decides to not waste time arguing. “What’s Stevie’s, Steve’s, role in all of this?”

“Couple o’ Betas on the inside are ‘elpin’ with access. Sometimes even sabotage of the Omegas. Dunno th’ specifics, don’t need to.”

“Access?”

Hobie grins, “that’s a bit much to explain for the time you got.”

Curtis nods in acquiescence, “is her Beta in on everything?”

“Yup. It’s how we know she’s not sayin’ everything she smells.” Hobie looks around, “one last question, bruv.”

“Are you sure this plan will work?”

Hobie looked Curtis in the eyes, “enough that I put my life on the line for it.”

“It isn’t just your life at risk, though.”

Hobie smiles, “th’ way we’ve got everythin’ set up, me an’ maybe two others take the fall. No one else. Definitely no one in your Pack.” 

With that, Hobie runs off, giving Curtis a few seconds to get back to work before the security drone shows up. 

“Jake,” Y/N yells from the kitchen. “How did the date with Hope go?”

“It went alright,” he shrugged. Y/N could smell disappointment, which for Jake smelled like rain on a summer day when you’re supposed to be outside. Then she picked up the other scent, curry and warm, strong beer. A distinctive combination that made her think of overly crowded, chaotic art fairs: everyone freely expressing whatever and however they wanted. It was a scent that made her uncomfortable just thinking about the overstimulation. 

“Do you want some cookies or something to cheer you up?”

Jake chuckled, “can’t hide anything from you, huh?” Y/N smiled gently and shook her head. “Okay, the date didn’t go well. Turns out there were some serious differences of opinion but I’m hopeful they’re not deal-breakers, you know?”

Y/N hugs him, “I know.�� The hug makes the scent of curry and warm beer stronger. It’s the same scent she’s smelled on people proven to be plotting against the AI. She worries for Jake, knows he’s lying about some things, but she trusts him. He’d never lie without reason and she’d be the last to speak up about the connecting scent. As her mother said, “just because you smell something doesn’t mean you have to say something.” 

“How did your date go? Did he say “yes” yet? Do I get my death-by-chocolate cake?”

“Not yet,” she shook her head as she smiled. “Today’s date got a bit off track when I saw Mr. Castle in the gym.”

Jake’s face fell, “oh damn. I didn’t realize.”

“It’s okay. Steve came by and picked up her tea so I didn’t have to take Curtis on that delivery. Pretty sure his opinions on Omegas wasn’t helped by our encounter with Colin and Suzanne at the community center.” Jake gave an appreciative grimace while Y/N continued, “then again, I definitely felt Curtis’s drive to protect me through the temporary bond. It was really sweet.”

“Ooo! Intriguing! I’m definitely going to get my cake and eat it too!”

Y/N smiles, “he’s also asked to meet you.” 

Jake stops and looks at her, “are you okay with that? You know both of us best. If you think it’ll be okay, I’m good to meet him.”

“He said that, since you’re the closest thing I have to a Pack, it would feel weird to not meet you. And, between the two of you, I really don’t think there’s any reason for animosity. He doesn’t seem the jealous type and you’re the supportive, not confrontational type, so I think it’ll be okay.”

“I promise to do whatever it takes to make everything super awkward!”

“You’re lucky I know you’re joking,” Y/N rolls her eyes. “I’m genuinely hoping, if you two do get along, and he does eventually agree to be my Alpha, that you’ll give him some…help? Guidance? With my in-heat care. Especially with the foods and scents.”

“Oh it’s definitely getting serious,” Jake smiles. “If you want me to share my secret family recipes, it’s gotta be a sealed deal.”

Y/N’s face heats up and she looks down, still smiling. Jake’s eyes go wide, “you really like him, don’t you?”

She nods, “he’s living up to the promise in his scent. He’s warm, smart, makes me feel safe and comfortable. I…I don’t think I’ve ever felt this kind of "want" for intimacy.”

Jake takes her hands, “I’m so happy for you! Can’t wait for you two to make it official.”

When Curtis gets home, the pups immediately rush him. Timmy and Andy grab his hands and lead him to the table while Yona gives him a serious face and says, “we need to talk.” They all sit at the table to eat but the pups are asking him questions between bites.

“Is it true that we’re moving?”

“Still ironing out the details,” Curtis says. “But I think Andrew, Tonya and I are agreed that everyone’s moving.” The adults nod.

“Why are we moving?”

Curtis sighs and thinks before answering, “because that’s how things go. Life requires us to make changes from time to time and that time for us is now.” Timmy and Yona seem okay with the answer but Andy looks to Andrew for confirmation first.

“Are you going to move with us?”

“Maybe for a little bit,” Curtis hesitates. “But, ultimately, I’ll be moving in with that Omega who’s been courting me.”

“Is it because we ate her cookies? Do we owe her for that?”

“No, not at all,” Curtis quickly asserts. “Not one bit of this is because of you. And those cookies were freely given.”

“Do you love her?”

Curtis pauses at that question. He’s been so busy thinking about his brother, his Pack, the pups, he hasn’t really thought about his actual feelings about her. The temporary bond is almost completely gone but it could still be coloring his feelings so he chooses his words carefully.

“I don’t know that it’s love, but I do know that I trust her. I feel comfortable around her. She’s honest, strong, caring, comforting, smart. She’s definitely changed my perspective on Omegas.” He stops when he hears the pups giggling and gives them a confused look.

“You were smiling,” Timmy giggled. “You do like her! You don’t smile for anyone you don’t like!” 

“Thats…Okay, you’re right. I’m not much of a smiler.”

“Curtis is in love!” the kids chant for a bit while Tanya and Andrew are trying not to laugh. The teasing continues well into the night, well after they should all be asleep, but Curtis doesn’t push it. He wants to enjoy these moments while he can.

--Part 8--

Tagging @every-username-is-taken-damnit, per request.

[kiseiakhun]

"dating your enemy's sibling" with DickKyle

Thank u for this 100% organic prompt that I definitely did not ask you to send

*

Kyle had exchanged maybe two entire words with Dick Grayson in his life. Which is strange, considering their mutual circle of acquaintances, but somehow they always end up just missing each other. Still, their overlapping friends means that Kyle knows more about Dick than is perhaps warranted for two people who mostly nod at each other from across the room.

If someone were to ask Kyle to explain his thought process, it would go something like this: first, Dick is Wally's best friend, and Kyle and Wally may be friends but Wally is also the second most annoying person Kyle knows, superseded only by his cousin. Thus, annoying Wally back is morally, spiritually, and ethically correct, and Wally would be so peeved if Kyle were to sleep with his best friend, specifically to annoy him.

Second, and most importantly, Dick Grayson is Jason Todd's brother. And just, fuck that guy. Fuck that guy in general.

Which is why, when Kyle sees Dick at Donna's birthday party, he hooks a finger in the collar of his shirt, ostensibly to catch his attention. "Hey," Kyle shouts over the loud music of the club, "shots?"

"What?" Dick yells back.

Kyle tugs him closer, raises his free hand to his mouth and mimes throwing back a shooter. He glances back at the bar, giving Dick a questioning look, and Dick nods, following him through the crowd of writhing dancers.

They stumble to the bar with all the grace of a newborn colt. At least, Kyle does. Dick still looks annoyingly put together, even though Kyle knows he was pre-gaming with the rest of them. When Kyle almost runs into another person, Dick grabs his arm.

"Easy," he says, his voice right next to Kyle's ear. His hand is cool on Kyle's overheated skin, squeezing once before dropping to Kyle's waist.

"I can walk," Kyle complains half heartedly.

"I know," Dick says, his lips almost brushing Kyle's ear with how close he has to lean to be heard over the background noise. "Let's get you your shots." He guides Kyle over to the bar, expertly maneuvering through the crowd of clustered people. "What do you want to drink?"

He's still holding Kyle up like Kyle might collapse any second now, and Kyle doesn't know if he feels patronized or if he's glad for the support. "Um," he says, sluggish brain trying to work through the question, "tequila?"

Dick wrinkles his nose. "Gross."

"What do you mean, gross?" Kyle bumps his shoulder. "Tequila's a classic."

"Don't you want something a little more exciting?" Dick roots around his pockets, pulling out a black card. "I mean, you're an artist, right? Be a little more creative."

Kyle was about to offer to pay, even though Dick is already paying for this whole thing so really, it's a moot point, and Kyle doesn't even know if he brought enough change, but still, it's the done thing to do. Instead, he frowns. "Huh. You're a lot meaner than I thought."

"I heard you liked that," Dick says, drawing the bartender over with a flashy smile.

"Who-" Kyle starts, and then shuts his mouth. "That's a low blow."

"You still want tequila?" Dick asks.

"Get whatever you want." Kyle rolls his eyes, leaning his cheek against the expensive-feeling fabric of Dick's shirt. "Show me how creative you are."

"Hm," Dick says, "alright," and leans over the counter. "Two Irish flags."

"Oh, you're funny," Kyle says, "you're real funny."

"Yup," Dick says cheerfully, with no hint of irony, and holds up the triple layered drink. "Cheers."

They drink the Irish flags. And then a melon ball, tie me to the bedpost, slippery nipple, and, finally, cum in a hot tub.

"I'm not drinking that," Kyle says, eyeing the thick white liquor with no small amount of distrust. His face is burning either from the alcohol or from all the suggestive names.

"It's just Malibu." Dick clinks their glasses together. The corner of his lip is curled up in amusement.

"I'm serious," Kyle insists. "I'll throw up on your shoes."

"Are you going to waste perfectly good liquor? And after I already paid for it, too." Dick picks up a shot glass and looks pointedly at Kyle. "You know they upcharge them here."

"You're rich." Kyle scowls. "That's probably like five cents to you."

"Hm," Dick says, and leans closer to Kyle. He cradles the back of Kyle's head, his fingers sliding into Kyle's hair.

"Um," Kyle says, watching Dick lift the glass. A bit of the white liquor splashes out, dripping between his fingers, and Kyle watches it slide between the grooves of his skin as the cold rim of the shot glass bumps against Kyle's lip, thick cream and sweet, cloying coconut.

"Don't make a mess," Dick tells him, and slowly tips the glass back. And for some reason, Kyle opens his mouth. He opens his mouth and lets the sweet cream drip down his tongue in a thick velvet river, milk and rum and coconut. It's too sweet, pooling at the back of his throat in a thick heavy slog of pure syrup.

The last of the drink empties from the glass, leaving a creamy film. Dick sets it back down on the counter without looking, and Kyle snaps his mouth shut. Dick reaches up again, brushing his thumb through the sticky sugar on Kyle's lips. It comes away white, and he hums, sticking it in his own mouth.

"Do I have to tell you to swallow, too?" He asks, sounding amused, and Kyle feels his face blaze red, throat working as he forces himself to swallow it all at once.

"You," Kyle says, "have shit taste in drinks, and the weirdest way of flirting."

"Is that what we're doing?" Dick asks, and he has the gall to look innocent. "Flirting?"

"You're not cute," Kyle tells him, "and also, I'm going to the smoke pit, because-"

"Seriously, guys?" Wally's loud voice rises above the din of the crowd. They turn to see Wally gawping at them and Donna, draped against his shoulder, looking delighted.

"What are you - you-" Wally rounds on Kyle. "I didn't even do anything to you!"

"Newsflash, West," Kyle pushes away from Dick to face him, "not everything in my life revolves around you."

"You don't even know Dick!" Wally flails his arms in his best approximation of if his arms were suddenly and tragically replaced by those spring loaded jack in the box clown toys.

And really, that opening is too good to pass up. Kyle grins. He leans over, wraps his arm around Dick's waist, and turns, almost nuzzling into his neck. "Oh, Dick and I were getting to know each other quite well," he says, "weren't we?"

For the first time ever since Kyle had met Wally, a miracle happens. Wally falls silent and just stares in abject horror.

Dick laughs quietly into Kyle's hair. He tips his head down and asks, "but really, what did Wally do this time?"

"Nothing," Kyle whispers back. "Actually, I was thinking of how much Jason would hate it if we hooked up."

"Huh," Dick says, and then he reaches into his pocket and hands Donna his card. "Happy birthday, Donna. Sorry I'm going to miss it."

"Don't forget to use protection!" Donna calls after them as Dick drags Kyle away, not sounding the least bit mad. "You two both owe me dinner. I want every detail."

(Donna does eventually get her dinner. With them both. At the same time. Dick and Kyle both vow to never blow her off again.)

[storiesofsvu]

Alright… season finale night! I am sat with my dinner and ready to GO!

I remember the promo for OG looking pretty good, so here’s hoping that sets the scene for tonight!

Okay, this starlet couple is giving taylor vibes… plus she says her fans can get a bit crazy and she’s had a stalker for years? Yeah… the writers are pulling from that here.. esp cause we already know the shooter was going for the DA so it's not like they're pulling from an actual case of the sports guy getting shot... lol

UGH I just remembered this is Kate’s last ep and now I’m sad (oh god I hope she doesn’t die…)

Man… if I’m ever a suspect I’m totally fucked cause I’m always just “uh.. I was at home… alone.” LOL.

Completely unrelated: I am freezing right now. WHY? It’s summer?! Its so warm outside!

Okay, I thought the find my phone app was only for apple? does android have a similar feature?

HOLY FUCK! SHAW IN THE WHITE TEE WITH THE VEST?! FUCK ME.

PLEASE! HE’S SO FUCKING HOT

“we’ll put eddie on the stand first thing tmr.” Yeah that bitch is gonna be dead.

Yup. Called it.

OHHkay, at least they mentioned a safehouse cause I was wondering why tf he wasn’t under protective custody

Can’t they just charge the guy for the murder of the sports dude and call it a day? Like, he’d go down for that for like what? 25 to life? (like, yeah I *get* *why* they want to prove that he was actually trying to kill the da, but like.. still)

OH MY GOD ESPECIALLY IF THERE’S SOME DEEP DARK SECRET HE HAS!!?? WTF??

Oh hot damn that is some fucking dirty laundry. And let me guess, her dad got the charges talked down….

Okay that wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been

THAT’S THE END OF THE EPISODE?!? DUDE.

Toronto:

Okay, that opening was actually pretty good and nearly hooked me in but I am making friendship bracelets and listening to swift as it plays so im not really paying attention. Lol.

Okay, affair. Sus.

LOL

My dumb ass saw a BTS pic of this opening scene and thought it was from a table read LOL.

“unknown subject” COME ON. You are not criminal minds guys!

K, im loving Velasco and Bruno being paired together, but it is just fueling this thurst…

What kind of person comes home to a dark apartment and doesn’t use their phone flashlight to get around?? Like, candles would not be my first instinct lol

“it’s our unsub” STOP IT! It’s been 25 years and you have always called them “perps” (yes, yes, I know it’s likely a common term among law enforcement –maybe?—but STILL). Like… on cm they have to explain the term to the locals, so this is just a CM fan on the writing team or something and I fucking hate it.

Velasco in yet another sweater that I am definitely stealing.

What happened to Lorraine Baxter? (that was her name, right?) did she step down after her husband died/was linked to a case? Cause I don’t think that was ever brought up but suddenly there’s a new person in her position?? (or was betty buckley just not available for this episode and they went lazy?)

OMG THE INSIDE OF A COURTROOM?? IT’S A MIRACLE.

Phoebe being out of town? Fin denied a beer from Velasco so he can go home and play video games all night.

Jfc. It’s been like 20 years since fin’s been shot. Ice out here earning his cheque this week.

KETO. LOL.

Bruh, olivia’s not gonna buy you fake ass story lol.

“if I say yes can I change the subject?” LOL.

Saw this in the promo and still fucking forgot it was going to happen.

WHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY are we still back with Maddy?!?

All the fans want is some actual family/found family shit WITH THE SQUAD. I don’t know a SINGLE person who has been happy to see any of the times maddy’s come back?

OHHHHHH IM DYING

BENSLERS???!! HOW ARE Y’ALL FEELING ABOUT OLIVIA GIVING AWAY THE FUCKING COMPASS??!! LOOOOOLLLLL

Like, I’m not the person for that ship, but they really have just been bating y’all all fucking season and FOR THAT?!

Oh HOLY SHIT we were actually given a phone call?! Now THAT was unexpected. Like, I GET it, having M or Chris guest starring on the other show would be such a fucking hassle when they have their own shows to run but like, just a hint of them trying to at least repair their friendship now that he’s been back in nyc for what? Like 3?4? years now? And there’s been nothing?? (im likely leaning more into this and being frustrated about it because ive been watching 1.0 again and seeing their dynamic and just how close and in sync they were all the time, like, even 10 years of radio silence there’s gotta be something there. I do get that if one or both had romantic feelings that it would feel like a bigger betrayal that would complicate upon reunion, but like, at the very least have them be besties working diff units please?)

Okay, that episode wasn’t great. It wasn’t terrible, but it wasn’t great. Definitely didn’t feel like a season finale…

OC time…

Eli’s gf has to be pregnant, there’s no other explanation imo

Okay now THIS feels like the start to a season finale!

I FUCKING KNEW IT!!!! I KNEW IT! LOOOL to Bernie just instantly knowing.

Family dinner sounds like a fantastic idea now that eli’s gf is knocked up and Elliot doesn’t know and joe’s running around being a literal criminal. I cannot wait to see this Bernie. (there’s no sarcasm there. I really hope it happens)

Does joe know/realize that elliot’s currently working this case? Like, that both of them could get killed when the fact that they’re brothers gets out? (okay we got through the commercial break, I forgot joe was all “I can be your informant” last ep! Goldfish brain!)

God I love Ayanna so much

Where are the rest of the stabler kids? Lol.

Eli out here seriously 100% following in elliots footsteps. Jeeze lol “family tradition” LOL yeah, having a kid right out of high school lololol

LOOOLL to jet starting to explain what a dm is to stabler lol

 Im pretty sure they’ve got vests on under their coats but I cant actually *see* any of them and that irks me and makes me nervous.

How is there only 5 minutes of this show left?! How are they ENDING a season like this?! Like this is an ongoing story, the main perp is still out there, on his way to CUBA and Joe is ON the plane with them…

Okay, OC was good, it felt like a season finale minus the Joe arc, I liked the summary of Elliot’s journey and how he’s been feeling and him visiting kathy’s grave at the end too to tell her about eli. Also love that he figured it out on his own that she was pregnant cause like.. dude had five kids, he’s bound to know pregnancy symptoms lol.

Honestly.. I think mothership was the best of the night!

Now we go back to season 3 and continue our rewatch over summer hiatus and pray to the gods that svu next season is better than the crap they’ve been feeding us.

Season 26 Wants:

-Curry & Sykes gone. (it doesn’t make sense for the politics/plot).

-Bruno to be upgraded to main cast

-A new female DETECTIVE who they’ll actually keep on for more than a season or two and we’ll get a good character arc out of her (bonus points for her being queer but we all know that’ll be the reason she disappears instantly) (also I don’t want her to be so fucking green. Make it so that she moved from another state/borough and has been working sex crimes for like, 5+ years already, someone that benson doesn’t need to babysit!)

-She could also be the sergeant if they move fin up to lieutenant and I think that’d be bad ass

-Rollins popping up more BUT, as Olivia’s friend, or a consult on a case with whatever her new job is

-More family/found family moments

-Maybe an actual court room scene once in a while, bring back some of our beloved defence attorneys and give Carisi something to DO for once

-Overall a bigger regular cast. S8/9 was PRIME for that kind of shit cause we had a captain, a sergeant, three to four detectives, an ADA, an ME, and a psychiatrist that were in basically every episode. I know that it’s likely a budget issue nowadays, but they could rotate through everyone LIKE THEY ARE DOING NOW, but with less people, it makes no sense. It made sense when there was such a larger cast cause it’d give one character an episode to show off and then they’d be gone or only have 1 line the next, they’re simply not utilizing the cast that they have right now and it’s fucking stupid and fucking sucks.

I think that’s all I’ve got for now lol. We’ll see…

[lanaloud1992]

Alright, Wendy's under a spell here, if it seems too OOC...which it does XD Okay, the picture is meant to be heartreaking and the conversation I wrote down turned out like Peter and Wendy teasing each other. The two moods don't match at all for which I hope you'll forgive me. As well as for the writting's mistakes and the not perfect picture design. I didn't have patience to make all perfect, sorry. Here's the shortest explanation of the situation I could write-

One day Peter had taken Wendy on a late night walk. They had played tag, teased each other and talked about how great Peter was. Yup, it had been a perfect night for him. Then they had fell asleep, in each other's arms the boy could tell. But the next thing he remembered was waking up on Jolly Roger with pirates laughing at him and with Wendy nowhere to be seen. As well as, he quickly had noticed, Captain Hook. Somehow, he had managed to set himself free and then the captain had arrived. Peter had been livid and attacked him forcing him to tell where's Wendy.

"How can I know? She's not my girl" Hook had laughed "But I swear, my boy, I swear in the Devil that your girl is not here."

Peter hadn't believed him. But he knew Hook never lied when he swore in Devil. So Peter had left, alarmed The Lost Boys and checked every single inch of the island for Wendy. But he never found her. Finally Peter had returned to Jolly Roger only to feel the most horrible shock in his life.

"Where's Wendy, Hook?" he had shouted "I know she's somewhere here!"

"Why don't ask her my boy" the captain had answered.

"So, you're Peter Pan"

Peter had turned only to meet the most bloody red eyes he had ever seen.

And he had seen his girl. Enchanted. Evil. Wicked like Captain Hook, he had understood. Before that moment Peter had never thought such horror as he felt could exist.

[tiredassmage]

“shielding the other one with their body “ for any ship who pipes up 👀

This one has been taunting me for ages and I finally put the idea I had about it down, but endings???? Who is she??? Can't figure out how to end this one because I had a single cute scene in my head and the technicalities of what they're doing is definitely above me, but it's also above Cee, so I guess it works? xD

[touch prompts]

x-x-x-x-x-x-

“Why the kriff did we agree to this?” Cee hissed shakily as she squeezed her eyes shut.

“Relax,” Oliver murmured against her hair, “We’re almost there, I promise.”

“Right,” she ground through her teeth. “'Just relax.' One bad step and we both go plummeting to our deaths. You sure got a lot of faith in me, spyboy.”

She was pressed up against him on a pitiful excuse for a walkway on the top of some hideout or another - the details from his debrief were escaping her at the moment. Thinking about anything that wasn’t the warmth of his chest against her back right now was liable to make her nauseous.

He chuckled lightly, but steadied a hand on her hip as she reached for the next ladder. “All you gotta do is jack me in to that panel, remember? The rest is all me.”

“Mmhhm,” Cee hummed. She wrapped her hands tighter around the polls as she pulled upwards. She could see it now. Just a little more. “If I fall, Oli-”

“I know, I know, you’ll haunt me for the rest of my life. You’re doing great, sweetheart,” he said. As promised, he was right behind her every step of the way.

She leaned back into his steadying hold for support as she started to finally haul herself up onto the narrow platform.

“Risha, we’re almost in position,” he reported.

“Delightful. Standing by. Try not to die.”

“Risha!” Cee hissed.

“Focus, baby,” Oli encouraged, “She’s just trying to lighten your nerves.”

“Real funny way of doin’ it,” Cee complained, carefully lowering herself to sit on the platform with her feet dangling free and her back against the panel wall. Nar Shadaa’s lights danced energetically in all directions and she felt her heart drop into her stomach.

Who the kriff thought it was alright to hide a security panel all the way up here? Probably hoping anyone plummeted to their deaths at some point. It’d keep all those Cartel secrets safe or… something.

“Hey,” Oliver said carefully, eyeing her as he set out a datapad beside her. “Stick with me, alright?”

She nodded, but her wide eyes didn’t move from the depths of the city.

“Help me with this wire, yea?” Cee finally blinked as Oliver braced carefully against the ladder. “I need you to hook us in. The data spike should be in-”

She scooted a bit closer to rustle through the inner pockets of his jacket. A mild frown of concentration flickered across his lips. “I think- Other side, sweetheart,” he murmured.

“Not what I would’ve planned for our honeymoon,” she muttered, noticing out of the corner of her eye the way his lips shifted into an amused smile doubtlessly due to the flush rising to her cheeks.

Sure enough, she located their data spike in his other pocket. “I’ll get you something nice, once we’re done with this job,” he said. Cee squinted at him, leaving him an opening to press a quick kiss against her nose that made her stick out her tongue. He merely smirked before he nodded to the panel. “Now, let’s crack open that panel and see what we’ve got.”

“You owe me so big for this, Oli. Tell that jackass back at command-”

“Into that top right spot there.” He shifted how he was braced to indicate a socket near a small, blinking light. “Alright.” He eyed the datapad set out beside her on the walkway. “Give me a minute to get into the network. Risha?”

“Starting to come through. Filter out the garbage and I’ll forward what they want.”

“Yup.”

“D’you… I dunno, want up here instead?”

Oliver quirked a brow without moving his eyes from the datapad. “Nah. Unless you want to-?”

“No, no, I’m. I’m good,” Cee shook her head and puffed out a sharp, short breath. “I’m not going back down there alone.”

He smiled faintly. “That’s what I thought. We’re almost done, I promise.”

“Right.” Cee gripped the edge of the platform until her knuckles were white. “Oli? Just keep talking to me.”

“Alright then,” he said with a light shrug. “Where did you want to go?”

“Huh?”

“Nar Shadaa’s obviously off your list,” he said with the flicker of an amused smile. “Where do you wanna go?”

“Uhm… Somewhere warm, for one,” Cee mused. “I have had enough of this snowy blizzard planet nonsense.”

“No romantic returns to Hoth then,” he teased. “Got it.” Cee stuck her tongue out briefly. “Hurry up, spyboy. They’re gonna start missin’ us up here and I am not going to try to run on all of these narrow little death traps.”

"I'd still be right behind you," Oli offered.

She finally eased into a smile. "I know."

[naurasweetarudesu]

I Hate My Name part 1

This is just a silly story of my TTTE OC, Dewi Sri's backstory. I also had another TTTE OC in this story that i keep hidden because i still not done designing them. But yeah, have this two mysterious characters that Sri really cares the most.

September 29th, 1935

This is a big day for me. For the first time since I arrived here, I was appointed to transport some wagons full of sugar to the dock. This was supposed to be Kak Lea's job. But she was scheduled for smokebox cleaning today. So Meneer appointed me. I've never gone this far to deliver something. Ooh, I'm getting a bit nervous about this.

As I was getting ready to leave, I saw Kak Harendra busy carrying boxes of sugar and helping other workers load them onto the trucks. I quickly approached him.

"Kak Har?" I greeted hesitantly.

"Oh, D̴̛͈̻̜̱̒̄̚ḛ̷͋̒̅ẇ̶̪̊̅̅ī̴͔̖͐͘! Have you finished getting ready? Too bad, we haven't finished putting all the sugar into the trucks. You don't mind waiting until it's done, do you?" He offered.

"Oh, no! Um… actually I haven't finished getting ready yet! I came here because I was surprised to see you working outside. Are you… not feeling sick today?"

"Yeah, I'm feeling a lot better today, thank you." He answered confidently. "You know, before I died, I wanted to at least be involved with a lot of things. One of them is to help you do something. Well, when the opportunity arises, I should take it, shouldn't I-?"

"Kak," I interrupted. "Can we for once not talk about death?"

I looked at him. He was frozen in place. It was a good thing the box he was carrying didn't fall over.

"Oh, umm, I'm sorry. I didn't know that you actually hate listening to me ranting about my possible short life expectancy. You must be feeling bummed out because of it. Sorry…" He apologized.

"Well, I understand that it's scary, so you just leave it to fate to decide, but you have to be optimistic! We all work hard here so Meneer has the money to mend you. So don't talk easily about death like that. It makes us all sad, you know?" I'm trying to reassure him.

He chuckled. "Alright, then. I'll keep it in mind."

Finally, all the sugar boxes were loaded into the trucks. I went around checking all the rows of wagons, making sure that none of the hooks were loose or broken. As I was checking the fourth carriage, Kak Lea approached me.

Kak Lea has always had trouble expressing emotions through her face since I've been working here. If you are a stranger, you would think that when she approaches you with her flat face, she is going to scolding or cursing you. But I could see that behind that flat face, she was actually feel happiness seeing me about to do my first run to the dock.

"So, are you ready for your first run to the docks?" Even her voice sounded flat. But like I said, I could sense that she was actually quite happy.

"Yup, but I'm a bit nervous. Hehe." I tried to laugh. She glanced at me before she shifted her gaze to her hands.

"D̴̛͈̻̜̱̒̄̚ḛ̷͋̒̅ẇ̶̪̊̅̅ī̴͔̖͐͘," She patted my shoulder. She then placed each of her index fingers on the right and left sides of her lips, and pushed the surrounding skin upwards, making it look like she was smiling (unnaturally).

"Good luck. I'm proud of you."

I paused, taking a few seconds to process what had just happened. Did Kak Lea… just tried to smile for me?

"Awww! Were you trying to smile for me just now?" I hugged her movingly. She was startled by the hug attack.

I hopped to my engine. Getting ready to head to the dock. My fireman, Babeh Jamsari was waiting for me in the cab. "Ready to go, D̴̛͈̻̜̱̒̄̚ḛ̷͋̒̅ẇ̶̪̊̅̅ī̴͔̖͐͘?"

"Of course!" But before that, I looked out the window, waved at Kak Lea and Kak Har. I blew the whistle and set off.

[ajthinks]

NaNoWriMo 2023 - Update 3

Yup. It’s that time again. Can you tell the energy is waning?

So, this week I really tried hard to push myself and write scenes that are more slice-of-life and less action in order to fill out the first half of the arc. It worked alright, but I’ve noticed these recent scenes are about half as long as the other scenes I’ve written this month. Not really important, as I’ll end up stringing multiple scenes into one chapter later on (for the most part), but it’s something I’ve noticed. Maybe this coming week I’ll focus less on new scenes and more on fleshing out existing scenes… or maybe that’ll be a task for December… will think more on this later.

Enough rambling. Here’s the official list for this past week:

More discovered about how I write: slice-of-life is hard for me and must be a deliberate choice. Yeah, I think I wrote twice as many scenes compared to last week, but they’re all half as long on average.

I’ve managed to stay on target! Not every day, some days were just lighter on words than others. But as of last night, I’m just barely a day ahead. Woo!

Sunday was my best day so far this month, with 4771 words! A good day, especially as I’m sure I’ll struggle to find time to write this coming holiday. Thanksgiving Day just looming over me…

How about you? Good words? Bad words? They’re all words and so count.

Snippet

Uncle Tio was the only family mage Rin knew that wasn’t also clan. Maybe he’d have a different perspective, Rin thought. He bit his lip, then blurted out his question. “How do you weave illusion?”

“Easy,” Tio answered with an easy shrug. “I look at where I want the illusion and I picture it.” He held out his hand to Rin — palm up — to demonstrate. Half a heartbeat later a beautiful pink blossom bloomed from the center of that calloused hand. Fingers tipped with hooked scars just brushed the edges of the bloom, swiping the petals as Tio twisted his wrist and then held a dark green stem. He proffered the flower to Nika.

“Like I’d fall for that again,” he sniffed.

With a huff of laughter, Tio let the flower mist away. He tugged a limp lock of hair that dangled behind Nika’s left ear. “Too much of your mum in you, serious one.”

Nika’s grumbling red face smoothed into something too still and neutral, and Rin winced.

Rin shook his head and looped his arm through Nika’s, tugging his brother close. “Nika’s league’s of fun. Just the quiet kind.” With that declaration, he waved to Tio, then steered Nika towards the food tables and the roaring laughter that could only be caused by their father.

[lalunanymph]

Ahem. I saw what you said about Shidou and his pretty pink collar and I wanted to share with you the concept that gives me brain rot everyday:

Shidou with a gf that actually is hella into his violent feral energy!! Like yes daddy kick that loser in the head!!! She calls this man “puppy” even tho he is a whole MONSTER at the very least and everyone gets whiplash when they hear her say it the first time.

Always hits him with a “come here, puppy❤️” and a wave of her hand even when he’s covered in bruises and (likely somebody else’s) blood. I’m so 🥴🥴🥴

nonnie beloved what have you done 😵😵😵 this has completely consumed my brain bc ohmygoshshdh it’s literally a match made in heaven </333 shidou would be so sooo sooo obsessed over an s/o with the same taste for violence like him (mans would literally salivate whenever we raise our voices just the tiniest bit like hello fear play boner) 😭 just imagining his gf who’s like this complete antithesis of him decked in frills lace n whatever girly getup who attracts half of the boys’ attention on the field when she flocks over to him aksjdjdj everyone’s like ‘do we save her?? she’s gonna get mauled !! what do we do ?!’ like they have No Idea™️ how to keep this poor girl from becoming shidou’s chew toy of the week lmaooo but imagine their stunned expressions when we stand on our tippy toes n give ryu a huge wet smack on the cheek 😵 everyone’s like ??? bc shidou has a gf?? who’s not afraid of him ???? n then they watch this absolute hellhound soften in real time for us, leaning down and kissing the top of our heads like ‘hey princess good to see you’ loslndnd imagine how every bllk boi’s jaw would literally drop when we grin n hum ‘let’s go back home daddy wanna see you execute some of those hot moves in bed’ 💔💔

[wysteria-clad]

Once upon a time

paring: Jack Russell x fem! wife! reader

genre: fluff

warnings: brush your teeth after reading this cause it's too sweet

a/n: sweet, domestic fluff with our favourite wolf boy <3

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"Once upon on a time-"

"Long, long, long ago" the little boy piped up with excitement.

"Now I think about it, it's not that long ago, "

"Papa!"

"Vale, si. Long, long, long ago" Jack added couple of 'o' at the last 'long' with a smile after watching his son smile.

"There was a big bad wolf living in the dark forest"

"Why was it called 'The Dark forest'?"

"Big, scary creatures roamed in that forest"

"Like uncle Ted?"

"Like uncle Ted."

"But he is not scary, he is silly" the child said with a goofy grin.

"To us, he is not scary." Jack smiled.

"Or the forest was really dark at night, that's why it was called 'The Dark forest'

"Who is the one telling the story, changuito?"

"Me!"

"Oh, really?"

"Yes! The big bad wolf man was not really bad, and he got into trouble one day" the little boy chirped up.

"Wolf man?" Jack got up from the bed for a moment to close to the windows.

"Yup" the child said, popping up the 'p'. "Some bad people got the wolf man, they wanted to hurt him. And then a very powerful-"

"And then a very powerful witch-"

The boy raised his hands, exclaiming, "A very powerful, cool, awesome-

"Si, a very powerful, cool, awesome," Jack couldn't stop the smile spreading on his face like warmth, "and the kindest witch saved him from the trouble. Hermosa."

"With her awesome witch powers?"

"Si, with her awesome witch powers" he ruffled the kid's hair.

"What happened after that?"

"The wolf man and the witch became friends."

"And then?"

"The witch fell in love with the wolf man first."

"Oh really?" you walked into your son's bedroom.

"Mama!"

"That's what I remember, amor" Jack added with a sheepish grin.

"Mmm hmm" you strode towards him and pecked his cheek.

"Now I remember it, I think the wolf man fell in love with the witch first"

"The cool witch."

"The wolf man fell in love with the cool witch."

"And then?"

"And then they got married one day and they had-"

"Me!"

You can see your son's new front tooth gap as he grinned.

"Yes, you, sweetheart"

"Mama, will I be cool like you when I grow up?"

"Yes, you will be cool like your mama"

"Hey, your papa is cool too!" Jack pretended to be offended.

"Less cool than mama" your son giggled.

"You take that back, young man. Oh, you've angered the wolf man!" Jack tickled your son with his 'scary claws'.

Hearing your child's laughter, your husband, that moment was just perfect. A smile decorated your face.

"Papa is cool like mama!"

Your husband only stopped after your son confessed it.

You shook your head playfully. "Alright, time to sleep now."

"Good night, mama. Good night, papa"

"Good night, my little wolf" with a smile never leaving your face, you bent down to kiss his forehead.

"Mi tesoro" Jack pulled the blanket up to cover your son and turning off the table lamp.

.

.

After exiting you child's room, you turned towards your husband with a mischievous grin, "Why don't you act out a bedtime story for me, papi?"

"Oh, you are a wicked witch" Jack hooked his arms around your waist, pulling you closer.

"You love it" you chuckled, closing the remaining gap between you with a passionate kiss. "I love you, Jack."

He leaned back a bit to look into your eyes, he cupped your cheek with one hand, his other hand resting on your waist, "Te amo, mi vida."

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Translation (not 100% literal & accurate):

vale, si - alright, yes

changuito - little monkey

hermosa - referring a gorgeous woman

amor - love

mi tesoro - my treasure

te amo - I love you

mi vida - my life

[youn9racha]

Fake

Pairing: Chan x fem!reader

Genre: smut, maybe humor

Words: 2.8k

Sypnosis: best friend!bang chan gets surprised that his sexually active best friend has never had an orgasm, he opted to use his best friend card to help his friend out.

Warning: discussion of sex (omg :0), slight choking (i mean what kinda chan smut that doesn’t have a choking part), oral (receiving), fingering, kinda fwb, dom bi best friend!chan being a cocky son of a bitch, reader drinks a whole bottle of wine and is a subby brat

Extra notes: all i’ve been writing is smut god damn lmffaoo, but since y’all enjoyed the last two parter, lets hope y’all give it the same love as last time :)

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This is no way representative of the way Stray Kids act. They’re nothing but references of character, and in no shape or form is this how they act. And I am in no way romanticizing or glamorizing any toxic behavior exhibited, they’re just stories that is meant to be read. Readers discretion is advised.

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“You never had an orgasm?!” Chan exclaimed in the middle of an ice cream shop, resulting in me shutting him up by shushing him and putting my hands in his mouth as his eyes widened at me in complete shock of my confession. Let us rewind a little before Chan decided to tell the whole entire world about my lack of pleasure.

I never had an orgasm. Well, kinda.

I have gotten off to whatever turns me on, and did climaxed here and there, but I had trouble reaching a powerful, out from the gut orgasm with other partners. I don’t know what it is about me, but I happen to always attract those who can only give pleasure to themselves but not to their partners. No amount of talking prior or exploring was any good, and always results in me faking my orgasm just so I could end this sad experience. And ever since then, I have been obeying the law of faking it until you make it since I never managed to get one, might as well pretend it.

However, even with all that acting, it doesn’t ease off my frustration. No amount of hands or toys were satisfying, as I still longed for a touch—literally—of a person. And venting it to my best friend of 8 years in a public place was a bad idea.

Chan was my best friend from my college days, we pursued different majors, however that didn’t stop us from getting any closer from each other. We were inseparable, and we told each other about everything that makes us evoke any emotions. Well, not everything, since I didn’t tell him about my failed reaching of climax. It was disappointment after disappointment, that it frustrates me. I didn’t think it was that bad until my fifth hook up, which pushed me to my limit. I would typically tell Chan that it didn’t work out due to whatever half-assed excuse I gave. Its not that the previous hook ups were bad people, they just need to have an understanding on where the clit is.

Now fast forward to present day, where I dropped the bomb that I didn’t expect to be bigger than it already is, as Chan pretty much let the entire people in the ice cream shop be aware that I have never had a person made me cum in my life. Yup, thats my best friend alright.

I slammed my hand in his mouth as my widened eyes, paired with my blushed face due to embarrassmen, “are you out of your mind?! why would you yell that out loud?!” I whispered yell as I sensed judging eyes coming from an elderly group of women were on me, for sure trash talking me for simply not being a virgin in the first place. Chan pulled my hands away, “because all this time, all these hook ups, and still no org—“ he may have still been whispering his words this time as my hand slam put him back to reality, I still silnced him, not wanting him to finish the sentence at least not in the store filled with people.

”Chan, lets talk about this outside on our way home, I’m uncomfortable with the way people are staring.” I pleaded as he nodded and we both rushed out, his hand still grabbing hold of his ice cream. I’ll never go back to that ice cream place, especially not with Chan. We started walking, as Chan was eating his ice cream as I looked down in shame. He noticed my down expression, “oh, c’mon (y/n), I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to yell out at the store, I was so surprise that I desensitized from reality.” He frowned as he stopped his track and held my arm. I simply just looked at him with a disappointed face.

”C’mon, I’ll do anything” He pleaded. I looked at his ice cream and back to him. “Give me your ice cream.”

Chan pursed his lips, looking at his ice cream, ”(y/n), you know that I’v—“

”Give me that ice cream, or forget it,” I turned just nearly walking away, as he let put an exaggerated “ugh, fine!” and gave me his ice cream. I smiled villainously.

We both started walking again as I started to eat it while Chan was looking at me, with full disdain, “how’s your ice cream?” he scoffed at me. I smiled at him and looked at him “yummy,” licking my lips while he just rolled his eyes. I eventually gave him back his ice cream, which he says, “after you ate half of it?!” He always means it in a jokingly way. This is our way of banter, we wouldn’t do anything that could lead either of us getting hurt.

“Do you wanna talk about it now or later?” We had a mini silence before Chan spoke, so he decided to break the ice. “Oh, I don’t mind, I just prefer to talk about it at home… just so the whole ice cream shop thing won’t happ—“

“Okay! Okay! We got it!”

”Why are you embarrassed?! I’m the one with the fake orgasms!”

Chan and I went back in forth, as if we’re still not at a public eye.

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”Even that Italian guy? That man looks like he has a sex dungeon in his house! Hell, even I could’ve taken him in.”

I’ve re-told the whole segment to Chan but this time with fuller details as Chan at times doesn’t realize that we’re at a public place, but thankfully this time we’re at the comfort of my own apartment, sitting on the couch, as I’ve started to drink away my feelings using a whole wine bottle as a coping mechanism, meanwhile he’s simply sitting next to me drinking pineapple juice. Yeah, we fit the sober best friend plus ”at the brink of alcoholism“ best friend, not necessarily a good combo, but we make it work.

I simply just shrugged at him, “I guess I don’t have the alakazam pussy like Doja Cat’s,” I said as I began to gulp another swig, I don’t if its clear to anybody but I am indeed wasted. Chan just tsked and shook his head sympathetically, “poor (y/n), after having to fake her orgasm five times out of her twenty five year old life,”

“god, I’m old,” I mumbled to myself, bottle in my mouth again.

“here she is, drinking her life away whilst negatively referencing her precious lady parts that of our lord and savior, Doja cat’s,” He looked up, wiping a fake tear, “If only I can donate to this case.”

I eyed at him with the side eye, “you know for someone who doesn’t drink, you’re currently acting more drunk than I do.” Chan giggled, whilst I just shook my bottle, only to see it empty. I groaned and put the bottle to the table, then putting my head on Chan’s shoulder, “I’ll never know what it feels like to have someone make you cum,” I pouted, while Chan put his head on top of mine, already putting his pineapple juice to the side.

“I don’t get it.” God, I sound really depressing its just an orgasm it‘s not that big of a deal. But it is, most people wants to know what it feels to reach maximum peak, and the experience of it all. It‘s a real shame that I‘ll never experience it.

Something, however has shifted in me. “Chan, what‘s your body count?”

”Huh?!” Chan exclaimed, looking confused at me, and rightfully so. I don’t know what that question was leading to, all I know is that my drunk brain maybe onto something.

“Don’t think too much of it and just answer the damn question,” I grumbled at him. He sat there confused, however he did stop and think about it. “ten, maybe fifteen.”

I looked at him with surprise in my eyes, which he jokingly took offense, “what?! whats with the surprised look in your face?!“ I shook my head in defense, “nothing, its just I wasn’t expecting double digits.”

”What do you mean?! I get dick and pussy as well, I want an orgasm just like everyone else, and I can give some as well,” He said with full confidence, puffing up his chest, while I just leaned back and crossed my arm. “Christopher, was that offer there?” I smirked at him, which resulted in him losing his confident persona just by mentioning his full name as his sayings earlier sunk in to his brain, “what?”

”You said you can give an orgasm, are insinuating something?” I questioned, getting closer to him. I never really thought of Chan as more than a best friend of mine. I love and care about him sure, hell from an outside point of view, I could see why a lot of people would mistaken us as couple. But here’s one thing I’ll never deny about him; that he’s a greek god disguised as a human being, he’s perfect in terms of physical attributes and his personality, well aside from his desensitization, but aside from that he does seem like the perfect person to be with. However, I never even looked at Chan in a sexual way either, while I briefly do talk about my hook ups with him, he barely opened up about his, which is why I was surprised when his body count ended being higher than expected.

”I just said I give some, I didn’t mean it no other way,” Chan crossed his arms, furrowing his brows. He was by no means uncomfortable or awkward, but rather threatened, but not in a menacing way.

“Oh are you not confident?“ I wiggled my eyebrows at him, as my side smile slowly began to form as a villainous smile.

”I never said that,”

”But you said you didn’t mean anything,” looking at him innocently, which silenced him, however it wasn’t a silence of defeat. It was hard to read to be honest but I know when his tongue was poking out his cheek, you know its trouble.

“Bet you can’t make me cum.” a low blow, just how I like it.

”Don’t test me, (y/n),” Chan slowly spoke, looking at me with a stern look.

Again, I was not sure if its because I’m drunk or I’m desperate, but seeing Chan switching from that loud, obnoxious guy who wouldn’t stop embarrassing you to whatver the fuck this hot piece of ass of a behavior he’s showcasing was definitely one of the sexiest thing my best friend has done.

“What are you gonna do? Cry about it? I bet you can’t make me cum just by your tongue that is lying inside your cheek right now,” it was a challenge, and a death wish, as I carried on pestering him. I got closer to him with every word I’m letting out out of my mouth, getting closer to his face just to insult him. However, I suddenly felt a hand around my throat, making me gasp. “I said, don’t test me, brat...”

Well, that was unexpected, but I’m certainly not complaining. I gulped, as he sensed my throat moving in his palm, he chuckled, “whats the matter, (y/n)? Why are you quiet?” He was taunting me, as he slightly squeezed my neck more. At this point, I didn’t care if he was my dumb best friend of eight years, all I know is that…

”Chan, fuck me,”

Giving him the audible consent, Chan smirked and let go of my neck and stroking my head, “are you sure? I don’t want to pressure you,” his caring side was showcasing, which was nice, but unneeded. “Yes, Chris! Just take me on this couch right now!” I growled at him, which he giggled at my desperation. I laid back on the couch as he got on top of me. He looked at me with dark full blown eyes at me, as he began to brush his lips against mine, purposefully teasing. I whined at his action, which resulted in him snickering.

He ultimately began kissing me, which my assumption of him having soft lips was proven to be true, that along with the taste pineapple that lingered in his tongue as he inserted into my mouth. The flavors of pineapple and wine were getting stronger to taste, along with our need of each other. Chan moved from his lips down to my neck, and as explored my neck more, he found a sweet spot which resulted in me moaning out his name. He decided to stick on that same spot, lightly nibble onto the skin, which made the noises I’ve been making more louder.

The nibble gradually became a full on bite, my hand was rushed to his hair, gently pulling onto his hair, which resulted in him making a noise. He wanted to make a mark on me, and I didn’t mind it. “Chan..” I gasped, as he moved his lips from my neck down to my collar bones and started to sucking on it.

”Can i take this off?” He looked down at my pants then up at face, to check up for consent. He may have that predatory look to his face, his gentleness was still very visible. I simply nodded at him, smiling excitedly. He got up off of me, “hips up,” he patted my hips, making me raising it instinctively.

He smoothly took off my pants, revealing my basic grey panties. It wasn’t like I expected a hookup, let alone coming from my best friend, but neither of us care, as Chan looked like he was ready to devour me, especially when witnessing a tiny patch of my arousal staining through, darkening the fabric. Chan lifted my shirt just slightly as he began kissing my stomach down. My hand ended up in his curly locks again, as he was getting closer to the zone I wanted him to go through. He spread my legs and began kissing my clothed lower lips harshly, making me gasp at the sudden movement.

I never had a hook up like this, it was all new to me, but it felt good nonetheless. My moans were too quite for his liking, silently protesting him to stop with the teasing, so he began tugging my panties to the side and his tongue made a reaction. “Oh~“ I grunted as he vigorously began inserting his tongue into my slit. His tongue was moving at all the right direction, which eventually began to switch from his tongue to his slender fingers.

This man not only had nice looking fingers, but he knew how to use it as well, as he began thrusting it in and out while his tongue was encircling my clit. The moans I was eliciting was enough to make Chan go wild as well. This is what he wanted to hear, and this is what I wanted to experience.

I am starting to sense a sudden heat bubbling in my lower stomach as the noises coming out of my mouth were getting louder, is this what the people describe as the big O? because if so, then I think I have reach there.

“Ch—Chan… I am cum—“

”Hmm?” He took his mouth out of my clit to look at me, smirking at my state as his two fingers were assaulting my core. “Are you cumming alr—“

He was interrupted by my screaming and my hips raising as I finally reached something I never reached, the peak that I always find myself not reaching. My first ever orgasm.

As I was raising my chest, catching my breath, Chan was looking at me with eyes widen. After I catch my breath, we started to look at each other deep into our eyes. But then we both began bursting out of laughter.

My head was pulled back and while Chan fell on top of me, as we both maniacally laughed over the sudden realization that hit us both. As we both died down our laughs, I looked at Chan as his head was laying next to me, “Chan, get up, I’m pantless” I remarked, which made him sit up and move out of the way, “sorry,“ Chan said in a low voice.

Putting back my pants up, Chan looks back at me after I sat back down, “so..” he trailed off at his words.

”What?”

”Don’t ‘what‘ me, tell me what do you think?” Chan looked at me, lip biting with anticipatio and eyes filled with hope.

”hm, its alright“

“alright, fuck you,” Chan rolled his eyes and got up. I quickly held his hand and pulled him down. “I’m kidding, it was amazing” I said excitedly, while Chan just simply smiled back.

Afterwards, I still see Chan as nothing more than a best friend, and feels the same way. Even after Chan’s godly cunnilingus that he showcased, our feelings has been the same. He was the best friend anyone could wish for.

[missingn000]

i just finally got around to reading your immaculate spy x family fic (which i was saving reading for when i could get maximum enjoyment from it) and then got caught up on the latest phantom guardian chapter (we love tonal whiplash <3) aND BOTH WERE GREAT AS USUAL

loid teaching yor to slow dance in their living room before confessing his love to her? yeah yeah, that’s cool, just gonna fundamentally shift what i consider the epitome of romance, it’s all good. also also also, your descriptive writing???? i wanna eat it, im absorbing it into my bloodstream (affectionate). also all of your writing for their kiss was just, so fantastic. my asexual ass has never been so invested in a kiss before lmao. (also the scene of anya crying and loid trying to comfort her but ultimately failing because she knows his true intentions was fucking gut wrenching in the best way omg my heart)

and then y’know. the phantom guardian. delightful and agonizing as always. the shoko/nanami and yuki/toji content? immaculate, showstopping, 11/10. toji and gojo being sent to tengen’s place? screaming, dying, panicking (but also their father and son dynamic ;-; they fambly). THINKING OF RIKO WHEN SEEING MAKI AND THEN CALLING SUGURU????? agony, panic, morbid curiosity. suguru and mahito? dead, dying, throwing up. LAWYER MAN???? fascinated, hooked, oh god he has airpods in he doesn’t know he’s about to get roped into insanity. all this to say another stunning, and very on brand chapter to add to this masterwork of a fanfic. also i love your writing so damn much it lives rent free in my head and rattles around like a maraca <3 thank you for blessing us with your writing and i hope you’re doing alright and have a lovely day!!

HI YOU ARE SO KIND I'M GOING TO MELT 😭❤️️ i'm so pleased you liked my sxf fic!! i was really proud of how that one turned out...writing for a series for the first time is always tough and it's so encouraging to hear you liked all those moments between loid, anya, and yor. also, i TOTALLY get what you mean, my ace ass is over here cheering these two on for the kiss of their life. kiss scenes are so hard to write, dude. what comes to me way more naturally is people beating each other up /lh

regarding tpg, yup we're back at it with the tonal whiplash xD (i say as if there isn't some form of tonal whiplash in like every chapter...in 32, too). YES THE LAWYERMAN IS HERE! i cracked up at "oh god he has airpods in he doesn’t know he’s about to get roped into insanity." he truly has no idea what he's in for, this poor guy.

seriously, this message made my day. thank you for this lovely ask, and i hope YOU are having a great day too!!

[clonewarslover55]

congrats on sticking with the writing for a year! I love reading your stuff and can't wait to see what you put out in the future.

If your still taking requests can I have a bad batch x reader (you can pick which catcher it is) where they aren't together but like each other and have to pretend to be parents to omega to get out of trouble?

(I hope that makes sense. If it doesn't or it doesn't appeal to you, it's alright. I'm just a sucker for Star Wars Dads like the batch and Din😆)

Thanks!

Pretending to be Omega's parents with Hunter

Hunter X GenderNeutral!Reader

Thank you so much anon!! And yes, this makes perfect sense!! I really loved this request actually!

Notes: I chose Hunter because he is the main dad of the group! Also the reader is gender neutral!

Warnings: Spoilers for the Bad Batch, reader has known them for years so this fits together better(established relationship), Reader and Hunter have some mutual pinning going on ;)

You had worked with the Bad Batch throughout most of the Clone Wars, and they considered you a trustworthy assaset. Of course you were a low life like many others in the galaxy.

You worked odd jobs to make ends meet. From Bounty Hunter to smuggler, you had done it all. The Bad Batch loved you and all that you did, especially when you helped them on jobs or with their ship.

Once the war ended you were making good money off of many jobs, well until some certain clones came knocking on your door. You couldn’t say no to your boys, so you willingly welcomed them back into your life.

Now you were on the run with them; your future career in odd jobs possibly went down the drain now that the Empire was on your ass as well. But oh was it fun working with them again. Sadly Crosshair was left behind and now a slave to the Empire instead of the Republic. You’d miss the grouchy bastard. You’d help your boys get him back soon though.

Since the last time you saw them, the Bad Batch had also gained a new member. A sweet little blonde girl named Omega. She was absolutely adorable, and Hunter had clearly adopted her in his head. He’d do anything for that kid.

It was precious. And it only made your attraction to him grow.

You had always liked Hunter a bit more than the others…..In a different way as well. You believed the feeling was mutual. Well, you hoped it was.

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*The Havoc Marauder,(The Bad Batch’s ship), Space.*

Currently you are sitting in the ship, Omega sitting in your lap. You were telling her a story about some Bounty Job you had done a few years back. It was an incredible story, and of course you were the badass in it.

You exaggerated the story a bit, and Hunter clearly noticed. You glanced at him from the corner of your eye, Hunter looking at you with a knowing smirk. You winked at him before turning your full attention back to Omega.

Her eyes were wide as she listened with great interest. Every now and then she’d interrupt you with a question. She was extremely curious, but still a sweetheart.

“We’re nearly there. The market town is rather large but we could still be noticed. The Empire clearly has a hold on the city.” Tech spoke, glancing at everyone in the ship. “The only way in is with disguises.”

You sat down Omega, “We’ll finish the story later.” You whispered, winking at the young girl. She grinned widely, winking back.

Wrecker laughed from the back, setting down the Gonk droid. “Yeah! Our armor does stand out huh?!” He punched Echo’s shoulder, Echo winching and glaring at his brother. You grinned at the boys.

“Oh I have an idea for Hunter and you.” Tech looked at you, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Tech knew you and Hunter had been pinning after one another for some time, neither of you making a move. So he’d make the move for you both.

You could nearly read their minds at this point. So you knew just what he had in mind. You glared at Tech, “Bastard.” You mouthed, Tech shrugging his shoulders. Hunter raised his eyebrows, glancing at you both.

“What?” Hunter asked, crossing his arms as he stood up from his seat.

“You two go in, wearing civilian clothes of course. Take Omega…..and pretend to be her parents. No one would have any idea who you are. You’d just be a couple out with their child, shopping the day away.” Hunter glanced at you, something alight in his dark eyes.

“I love this idea!!” Omega chirped, grinning widely at you and Hunter. “We’d be a good family!!” Tech and Echo smirked at you and Hunter. Wrecker looked as oblivious as Omega, but still just as happy.

You smiled nervously at Hunter who merely nodded his head. “Fine.” You spoke as you stood up, walking into the back to change your clothes. Hunter patted Tech’s shoulder as passed him, following you.

Tech grinned at the others once you and Hunter left the room. Omega even knew what was going on. A perfect plan to get you two to hook up!

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*The surface of the planet, the ship docks of the market town*

You walked off the ship, your hand holding Omega’s much smaller one. You, Omega, and Hunter were in similar civilian clothes, looking like an average couple with their daughter.

Echo followed with Tech, Wrecker staying on the ship as backup and as a guard. You grinned at their civilian clothes. Echo looked droid like and Tech was in some ugly outfit. Poor Tech looked uncomfortable while Hunter looked extremely comfortable.

“Alright. Separate ways, we grab what we need and bounce.” Hunter spoke, his firm voice making you pay great attention to him. You stared at his lips as he explained the plan.

“Everyone got it?” You nodded even though you hadn’t really listened…..His lips and handsome face were just that distracting. Tech and Echo left first, swiftly disappearing within the crowd of people.

“Alright then. Come on.” Hunter grabbed Omega’s free hand, leading you and her into the market town crowd.

You gently squeezed Omega's hand, “Have that list memorized sweetie?” You questioned, your voice sweet and dripping with honey. Omega grinned at the nickname, nodding eagerly. “Yup!” Hunter smiled back at his “daughter” and you, a soft look in his dark eyes.

About halfway through your little shopping spree Omega paused, looking at a toy cart. You smiled and pulled away from your “husband.” You led Omega to the cart, holding her tiny hand still. Hunter sighed, following you both.

She picked up a toy clone trooper, looking back at you and Hunter with puppy dog eyes. “How can I say no to that?!” You grinned, tossing the vendor the correct amount of credits.

“You spoil her.” Hunter spoke, putting his arm around you. You shrug, “So do you.” Hunter glared at you playfully, the vendor smiling at you both. “Perhaps.” Hunter spoke, leading you away by your waist; Omega followed, one hand holding Hunter’s and the other holding her new toy.

Once you two had all the goods you stopped, out of the way of the crowd of course. “We do make a decent couple don’t we?” You whispered quietly, Hunter’s face inches from yours so he could hear you.

Hunter nodded, Omega ignoring you both as she watched the crowd pass. “We should do this more often shouldn’t we?” He spoke, teasingly brushing his nose against yours. Your face got hot, a wide smile coming onto your face.

“Yes we should.” You whispered, your eyes flicking to his lips. Hunter smirked, finally connecting his lips with yours.

The wonderful kiss was interrupted by Omega screaming, “Ew!!! Tech! Echo! They’re kissing!!!!” You busted out laughing as she screamed over the comms. Hunter clearly died a little bit, hiding his face in your neck.

You laughed harder when you heard the laughing replies. “We’ll never live this down will we?” Hunter questioned. You shrugged, “I hope not.” You muttered, pressing your lips to his once again.

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it was a calm and warm night on flower fruit mountain as Sun wukong wandered around the area and the Monkey village as it slept, for the past few nights he has been restless and it was bothering him.

these past few nights he has been seeing a person in his dreams, their smile haunts him in a loving way as they would nuzzle his chest when they held him close as they share a leafy bed. even now he can feel their hand on his cheek as they pulled him on for a kiss sweeter than peaches.

Sun caught himself zoning out as he thought about the sweet smell of Orchid’s permeated his nose. shaking his head he rubbed his nose as he found himself on the sea’s edge. looking out he could just... feel something pulling him in a direction.

summoning his cloud he stepped onto it and and just flew, he had no idea where he was going but he just followed where the feeling was directing him. if he felt like he got lost he would stop, close his eyes and concentrate on the feeling till he flew in the right direction again.

as he flew he felt like he was getting close to where the pull was, swallowing he swished his tail from side to side as he got excited. he found himself back in the city but soon flew right over it and was soon in farmlands and soon found a village.

here is where the feeling was strong, as the sun came up Sun wukong hid in a tree so he can watch the villagers as they get up and ready for the early day and was curious as to why some people would still want to live a simple life like this when they have technology to help them with all this work.

as he watched the people get up a voice caught his attention, it was sweet as honey and almost sounded familiar to the person in the dream’s. looking around he spotted the house the voice was coming from.

y/n walked out of the house with a basket on your arm and in your hand a fishing pole, walking out you went to a bike that was leaning on the side of the house and as you walked sun wukong could see your h/l h/c was a bit messy as if you didn’t bother to brush it from where he was in the tree. “Alright mom! i am heading out!” you called into the house. “ok y/n but be careful! the currents might be a bit rough today!” your mother called but you didn’t hear her warning as you rode off on your bike.

Sun wukong watched you ride off with his tail curling into a heart he could tell that you were the person from his dreams, the one who had kisses sweeter than peaches and a smile that will set his heart ablaze.

shaking his head he transformed into a bird and followed you as you rode for quite some time to a river that had calm looking water’s but you rode your bike more down river and soon came to a over grown area and stopped the bike. “alright, here we go.” you said as you kicked the stand up for your bike an walked into the bushes. Sun wukong followed you more into the bush as a bird till you stopped at a river bank with deeper waters than what was up river. perching on a branch Sun watched as you got your tackle ready and soon flung the hook into the water when the pole was ready.fluffing up his feathers a bit he got comfortable on the branch, knowing fishing will take a while so he got comfortable.

as time passed Sun wukong watched as you caught many fish from the river most of them small but you were happy to just catch them. but things took a turn for the worse when you got a bite. struggling a bit you pulled on the pole as you tried to reel in the fish. “this feels like a big one!” you yelled unknowingly sun wukong as you struggled with the fight.

in his head Sun was cheering you on as he puffed his feathers up and flapped his wings a bit as a way to clap. with one final tug your line went slack. you lost the fish. “damn..” you mumbled and started to reel in the line. dishearten sun’s feathers flatten from when he puffed up.

when you were reeling in the line it suddenly went taught again as something started to swim quickly and with you still holding onto the pole you got pulled into the river. surfacing you started to cough up water as the river swept you away. “help!” you yelled only for your mouth to be filled with water as the waves crashed over your head.

you tried to swim to the side of the river bank but the under current was just too strong as it pulled you under the water. Seeing you get pulled into the water Sun wukong panicked a bit before he came to his senses he changed back into his normal form and summoned his cloud.

As he flew down river looking for you his heart was racing. ‘no no no! where are you! come on! show me where you’re at!’ his mind was racing as he looked for You and it only dropped more when he couldn't see any sign of you. taking a deep breath he dove into the water and swam to look for you.

as you were dragged by the under tow you could faintly make out an orange blob swimming towards you, thinking this was how you were gonna die you reached out to what you thought was the light.

when Sun wukong saw you he quickly swam over and grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you close to himself as he swam up to the surface of the water.

soon both breaking the surface he gasped for air as his cloud scooped you two out of the river and landed on solid ground. holding you bridal style in his arms he hopped off of the cloud and laid you on the ground and started to give you chest compressions. “Come on Peaches!! breathe!” Sun almost yelled as he leaned down and gave you mouth to mouth.

after a few more chest compressions you coughed up the water in your lungs and rolled onto your side coughing hard and gasping for air. “w-wha..” your vision was blurry for a bit till it cleared.”are you ok?” a voice asked as you waved your hand at them. “Y-ya i-i think so” you said as you coughed again. “Here let me help you up” the voice said as they helped you to your feet. “thank you” you said only to feel dizzy and falling to the side, only to be caught by strong arms and a gentle hand on your shoulder. “maybe we should sit back down” the voice said as they helped you sit down.

“sorry to be such a burden..” you said only for the person to laugh gently. “you’re not a burden.” they said making you laugh a bit as they let you lean on them. after a while you were feeling better and soon noticed the smell of wet monkey fur. confused you looked at who it was and gasped. “Hey!” sun wukong said with is signature smile and wink. “y-you're sun wukong!” you blurted out making him laugh. “yup the one and only! he said proudly as he puffed his chest out but soon gestured for you to calm down. “but enough of that alight, you need to calm down.

swallowing you nodded and started to take deep breaths only to turn into a squeak as sun picked you up in his arms. “I-i’m not heavy am i..?” you asked and sun wukong just smiled at you. “you’re as light as a feather” he said as he hopped onto the cloud, with it was your bike, tackle box and pole. “how did you..” you questioned and looked up at him.

Sun wukong laughed sheepishly a bit. “well i was in the area and seen you heading out of the village and curious i followed ya, just wondering what you were doing” he said as he looked away a bit.

he wasn’t wrong but he wasn’t going to tell you the full reason, at least not yet. laughing a bit you held onto him around the neck, accidentally making him blush. “well thank you Sun wukong, if it wasn’t for you i would be dead.” gently smiling he patted your back as he got you settled on the cloud. “No need to thank me but you’re welcome” he said as he held you close and flew to your village all the while his tail curled into a heart.

[xiaojusaur]

7 Minutes in Heaven

Pairing: Friends to Lovers! Hendery x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut, Comedy

Warnings: car sex, fingering, squirting, dirty talking, multiple orgasms, mentions of masturbation, mentions of alcohol consumption.

Word Count: 6K

Description: Hendery was the new guy in class who didn’t know how to talk English well, that’s how you first start talking and then became good friends. You had a crush on him, but he didn’t know. Everything changed at a frat party; you shouldn’t have played 7 minutes in heaven with your friend.

You were accustomed to arrive early to the classroom because there was a certain desk you liked, plus you didn’t like being either too close or too far to the professor. Sometimes you really didn’t feel like paying attention, and today was one of those days.

On the way, you met with your best friend, but you couldn’t enroll in the same classes this semester, so she had to leave quickly.

When you got to the classroom, there was a new face and he was sitting on your favorite place. The shock froze you in place, he hadn’t noticed you were there as he was writing something down on his notebook and his dark mane was covering his face.

You decided to be nice and just sit on the desk on his left. When he was aware of your presence, he turned his head to you, your eyes meeting when you raised your glance. You smiled and he smiled back. He was cute. You both kept quiet until the rest of the classmates and the professor arrived.

“Class! We have a new student with us! Hendery, please say hello!” Your professor introduced the new guy to your right. He waved shyly. “Please be patient with him, he doesn’t know much English. He came all the way from Macau. If you guys see him struggling, please give him a hand,” your professor continued.

So that’s why he was so silent! He seemed so nice and you having a lot of empathy, could feel he was feeling anxious. It must’ve been hard not being able to communicate well.

The class continued and you were distracted with the fact that maybe Hendery couldn’t understand well what was being discussed. He looked so focused, you didn’t dare to interrupt him because maybe he was trying to do his best. So you waited for the class to be over and when he was about to leave, you stopped him.

“Hey, wait a minute!” You whisper-shouted.

He turned around and his face seemed to light up.

“Are you okay? Did you understand the class?” You asked him.

“Yeah, I tried my best,” he shrugged and then giggled.

You giggled with him and then said, “If you ever need help to understand something, just ask me, okay?”

“Alright! Thank you!” He seemed genuinely happy that you were willing to help him.

“Do you know anyone around?” you didn’t want him to be alone.

“Yeah, I have a friend. I will meet him now to get lunch,” he explained.

“That’s good!” You nodded.

“Do you want to join us?” He asked you.

“That’s alright! I’ll meet with my best friend too,” you answered.

“Oh okay, see you later then,” he was about to leave when he remembered he didn’t know your name. “Oh! Wait! What’s your name?”

“Y/N,” you smiled to him one last time before he nodded and left.

The months went on like that. Hendery occasionally came for help, he liked teaming up with your for group projects, and he even invited you to lunch a few times. You liked spending time together and slowly, he merged into your group of friends, bringing his group of friends also.

His English got better and better, he was almost and expert, even though he had a cute accent.

You found yourself having a huge crush on him, but you swore you would never tell him. For you, he was way out of your league, you weren’t his type, and you didn’t even know about his language, though he had tried several times to teach you some words and expressions.

“Hey!” He arrived to your apartment without notice to find you curled up in your sofa watching a movie.

“Hi! What’s up?” You said while checking your phone to see if he had texted you, finding an empty screen.

“So, tonight’s there’s this frat party from the frat house Yangyang is in, do you maybe wanna go?” He then smiled widely, trying to convince you.

“I don’t know... I’m not in the mood for partying today,” you replied while cuddling the cushion.

“Come onnn!” He flopped by your side on the couch, “Lyndsey is gonna be there! She’s gonna stalk me the whole night!” He groaned.

“Well, that’s your own fault! You dicked her down and she got addicted,” you shrugged, laughing at him later.

“Hey! I was in need!” He explained unnecessarily.

“You guys can’t last a week without pussy, that’s sad, you know,” you were mocking him.

“It’s in our nature, what can we do? Plus, how long has it been since you got laid?” He was smirking, trying to make fun of you.

“Shut up,” you pushed him playfully.

“So come on!!!! Let’s go to the frat party!” He started shaking you by the arm.

“Alright! Alright! Ugh! You’re so annoying!” You jumped to your feet and went to your room to change, your quick choice being a pair of jeans, a turtleneck shirt, a bomber college jacket, and some sneakers. You texted your best friend.

Hey! Are you going to that frat party?

Idk... are you?

Dery is making me go. Something about Lyndsey and stuff

Sucks. I can accompany you

Please! It’s possible he finds someone else and leaves me alone there surrounded by strangers

Fine, I’ll throw something on and see you there.

You got out of your room and Hendery was there, laying back on the couch while watching the TV. He looked so cute. You couldn’t believe you had a crush on him and he hadn’t noticed.

“We’re ready to go,” you announced and he looked at you from head to toe and back up. He catcalled you as a joke, “Look at my bestie gooo! She’s gonna seduce some men!”

You rolled your eyes and said, “Let’s go before I change my mind.”

“Fine, let’s go!”

At the party, you met with your best friend while Hendery went with his friends. Everyone was wilding, playing beer pong, dancing, drinking, making out on the corners.

You stayed by your friend’s side, dancing and drinking. Hendery found you in the crowd and started dancing with you too, after all, you were that comfortable with each other. He grabbed your hips and was grinding on you while you followed his hips. When the song finished he said he was gonna get more alcohol while you ran to your best friend again.

“Are you not gonna tell him ever?” She asked you, talking about your huge crush in Hendery.

“I don’t think I will. I mean, we’re okay as we are,” you shrugged. You didn’t want to lose his friendship and you thought that if you told him, everything would turn awkward, so you just decided to keep it to yourself.

As the night went by, people started to get sleepy, some passing out on the couches, others disappeared who knows where. Only a few were still alive and among them were Hendery, your friend, the infamous Lyndsey, and you. Someone had the bright idea of playing 7 minutes in heaven just for the sake of relieving high school memories, so you all sat on the floor in circle. Some random guy looked for an empty bottle that would choose the lucky couples. You were sitting across Hendery, who looked spaced out, probably drunk already and being stalked by Lyndsey. The poor girl’s eyes were shining with high hopes of getting a chance to be alone with Dery again. You were mocking him and he was acting annoyed.

As the game progressed, many random couples got to be locked in the darkness of the closet. Your friend matched with the very hot Jaehyun guy from English class but she didn’t spill anything. While you were teasing her, you heard Hendery’s name along with some noise by his friends. You were about to start mocking him too when you noticed the bottle was pointing at you.

You swear your surroundings froze in time. Your friend’s eyes widened because she knew how you felt. Hendery tho, was excited because after all, it was you and he wouldn’t feel so awkward.

“Aren’t you going?” Said the guy who had the control of spinning the bottle, Lyndsey looked at you and then to Hendery, expecting you to not go. Hendery actually helped you to stand up and basically dragged you into the closet with him. Before locking the door, the guy with the timer said, “Whatever you do, you have 7 minutes. Nothing more,” and with that, he left you two alone in the darkness of the closet.

You were holding into Hendery’s arms, maybe to know he was there, maybe as a support, or perhaps because you wanted to feel him close.

“Well, at least I’m saved from Lyndsey,” he laughed nervously.

“Yup, once again, I am your savior,” you remarked.

Being alone with Hendery wasn’t awkward usually, but there was some weird tension going on in the tiny space of the closet.

“What should we do?” He asked in a whisper, the air emitting from his lips blowing you right on the face because he was too close.

“I don’t know... talk? We’re friends, this isn’t weird,” you tried to convince yourself.

“I mean... yeah...”

“These had been the longest seven minutes of my life,” you stated.

“Let’s kiss, maybe that would make it less awkward and the time will go faster,” Hendery suggested and you swear the butterflies in your stomach made a tornado.

“You think kissing between friends is less awkward?” You asked confused.

“Well yeah, I mean, we’re friends. It shouldn’t be weird, it’s only a kiss,” he said, ignorant of your feelings for him.

“Okay then,” you agreed, “but let’s not allow this to make us awkward after, alright?”

“Promise,” he gave you his pinky to hook with yours.

In less than a second, his lips crashed on yours. You thought it was just gonna be a peck, but then he started moving his lips, and automatically, yours responded. His tongue darted between your lips, looking for yours to tangle with. Your arms snaked around his neck, while his wrapped around your waist, bringing you even more closer. Having him like this sparked the feeling inside you more: you were in love with this guy without remedy.

When you two were getting comfortable with it, you heard the alarm outside, indicating time was up. You detangled from each other, fixing your hair and your clothes to make it seem that nothing had happened. Everyone knew you two were best friends and to give the tiniest hint that you had done anything in there would be enough for your group of friends to start teasing you. When the door opened, you went on with your normal friendship and acted as if you haven’t kissed passionately a few minutes ago.

You were too overwhelmed, so you decided to leave with your friend. Hendery stayed. He was probably gonna crash in with the boys.

On the way back, your friend was telling you about her experience with Jaehyun, and then she remembered your time with Hendery.

“Did anything happen in there? You two looked pretty normal to me,” she inquired.

“Well... we kissed,” you shrugged.

“I knew it -wait what?!” She was shocked! “You kissed? As in a peck or-?”

“As in full tongue,” you nodded.

“Oh my God...... how do you feel?” She was concerned now.

“Like I’m in love... I feel like as soon as his lips touched mine, I was done, I completely fell in love with him,” you confessed.

“Oh no.... what you gonna do now?” She asked.

“Try to not be awkward and act as if it was nothing. Friends can kiss right?” You fake-smiled.

“No they cannot! Friends with benefits do... but I don’t think you’re there yet,” she scratched her neck.

“I’m fucked aren’t I?”

“Very...”

You tried avoiding Hendery until you felt better and collected your thoughts, but that was kinda impossible since he was everywhere and he looked for you everyday. So you did your best to not looked like you were having a turmoil of feelings every time you saw his stupid, beautiful face.

There you were, having lunch all together. He was talking about how he wanted to talk to a cute girl who was a few tables away. Your friend placed her hand on top of yours in silent support.

Honestly, you didn’t know what was up with you. He usually talked to you about his affairs with other females and you weren’t this affected, but today you were bothered by it. While his friends celebrated that he was going to get her number, you stood up and left with the excuse of having to study because of a test. Your friend followed you.

“I think you need to talk to him,” she suggested.

“I don’t know. I feel is going to be useless,” you grunted.

“Y/N, it has gotten to a point where you’re always fuming. He will start noticing your behavior soon if you keep this up, so my advice is that you two sit down and talk this out,” she stepped in front of you.

“There’s nothing to talk about! He doesn’t feel the same way I do. I’m the one trying to ruin our friendship,” you said as you threw your hands in the air in frustration.

“First of all, you don’t know that. Second of all, if you keep bottling it, you’re gonna explode and it’s going to be worse. And that’s not ruining a friendship, it’s only natural you like him. You spend time together, he knows you well, he brings you snacks...” Your friend was trying to talk reason back to you.

You whined, “But how am I supposed to tell him? I can’t just sit him down and tell him, ‘Listen, I have this huge crush on you, please love me back’, he’s a guy, he won’t understand.”

“Well, if he feels the same way he WILL understand,” she said matter-of-factly.

“That isn’t helping! Ughhh! I need to plan something... something that looks casual but it’s the right moment, you know what I mean?”

“How about... how about you invite him to watch a movie? That’s something you guys do often, right?” She suggested and you nodded. “You watch a movie, you have your snacks, you cuddle as you always do, and then you tell him. What do you think?” She wiggled her eyebrows and you laughed.

You gasped, “How do you know we cuddle? Are you spying on me?!”

“Come on, let’s be realistic. You two look like cuddly people,” she rolled her eyes.

“Yeah true... your plan sounds good. Imma try it. You’re the best! I don’t know how my life would be without you,” you embraced your friend in gratitude.

At night, you texted Hendery to start with your plan:

Hey, dumbhead

Sup, headache

Do you have plans on Friday night?

Not yet, 为什么？(weishenme - Why)

Why are you texting me in Chinese?! You know I don’t understand! I mean, I’m deducing that means why.

🤪🤪🤪

Anyways! What do you think if we watch that new movie on Netflix?

Sure, I’ll bring snacks

Kay

好！

Now that you had everything planned, you started thinking about what to say and how to say it. You couldn’t just shoot it.

A few hours later, when you were about to go to sleep, you received another text from Hendery. It said it had an image attached. It was strange but you decided to open it. And then regretted it.

Hendery had sent you a spicy picture. It wasn’t a nude but it was pretty suggestive. He was holding his member over his pants, as if to show how big he is without actually showing. Almost a dick pic.

You panicked, you were sure that wasn’t for you. A sudden jealousy took over you because, why was he sending these pics to someone else? But also, your friend-self told you to keep calm and let him know.

Wrong number! Dumbass! Look at the number before sending these kind of things!

He didn’t answer for a while, but then he appeared

I’m sorry!!! Oh God! I’m so embarrassed!

It’s all good. At least you’re not showing anything. My eyes aren’t bleeding yet!

I’m really sorry!

It’s okay! We’re friends...

And you left him with that.

Friday arrived and you were nervous already, waiting for Hendery in your apartment. Around 8PM he knocked on your door and you yelled “Come in!” Too lazy to get up from the couch. He looked comfy but so sexy at the same time.

Hendery brought a lot of snacks and placed them on the low table.

“I brought your favorites and mines, to fix your day!” He said excitedly.

You smiled and replied, “Thanks! I really appreciate it.”

“Let’s get to it!” He yelled and you shushed him laughing, he was so noisy and your neighbors would complain.

You were cuddled up with each other while watching the movie. You were leaning on his chest while he played with your hair with one hand and ate popcorn with the other. You felt his eyes on you, so you looked up and your eyes met. He smiled to you and you smiled back. You didn’t know if it was your imagination but you felt he was getting closer to your mouth. In your panic you didn’t move and opted to let it happen, maybe this was a sign that he liked you back. But then, his lips never touched yours and only centimeters away he said, “Haha, gotcha,” with a groggy voice.

You got angry and couldn’t conceal it anymore. So you got off the couch as quickly as possible.

“What’s wrong?” He asked confused.

The ticking bomb inside you snapped.

“What’s wrong?! You dare to ask me what’s wrong?! Hendery! You just pretended you were going to kiss me and then told me it was a joke!”

“Hey! Calm down! I thought it would be funny! Since you know, we kissed in the game as a joke” His eyes widening in concern.

“So the kiss was a joke to you?” You said crossing your arms tightly.

“I thought it was just a game, it didn’t mean anything,” he explained.

“It did to me!” You blurted, your mouth talking before you could think straight.

He froze and gulped, “What?”

“Nothing,” you turned around and walked to the kitchen.

“Y/N!” He walked behind you, “talk to me! You’re acting really strange lately. You’ve been avoiding me, you get angry about everything... what is wrong? What changed?”

You leaned on the counter, trying to find the correct words. “What changed is...” you gulped and then continued, “My feelings for you, Hendery. That changed.”

He was so puzzled. “I don’t understand...”

“Hendery, I’m in love with you,” you confessed, feeling a relief within you.

You looked at him, his eyes were alarmed, not quite the reaction you were expecting. “I- I- I don’t know what to say...” he stuttered.

“You don’t have to say anything, Hendery...” you muttered.

“I- I’ll be right back...” he walked slowly to the door and left without his things. He didn’t come back.

“Great Y/N, great! You just ruined your friendship,” you said to yourself, running your hands through your hair.

You cleaned your apartment and curled up in your bed, regretting everything you just did.

You two didn’t talk for a week straight, not daring to approach each other. Hendery went to Xiaojun for help because he felt he was losing you and he didn’t want that, but he felt bad for leaving you hanging that night. You were expecting an answer from him, but at that time, he didn’t think you were going to say what you said.

“This is simple, Hendery,” said Xiaojun while cooking something. “How do you feel about her?”

“I don’t know!!!” He whined, pulling his long strands of hair.

“I think you do know, you just don’t want to accept it,” Xiaojun chuckled. “You can be honest with me, you know.”

“Ughhh! Okay,” Hendery groaned. “I think I’m pretty accustomed to her as my best friend that I didn’t think I could actually like her. But now thinking about it well, I feel like my best self when I’m around her. I can be myself and she won’t judge me, she follows my weird behavior, she shares snacks with me...”

“Let me change the question a little bit,” Xiaojun interrupted, “the day of the party, how did you feel when you kissed?”

After thinking about it a little, Hendery answered, “I wanted to keep kissing her. I felt so comfortable in her arms. She’s a great kisser btw,” he drifted away.

“Focus!” Xiaojun yelled.

“Okay, okay! I don’t know, I feel like I would be able to tell if I see her again... but I don’t know how to go back to her,” he sighed.

“How about you do a non-date date, something simple like going for a late night drive,” Xiaojun suggested.

“You’re a genius!” Hendery exclaimed.

“I’m a romantic, which is different,” he pointed out.

It was 12AM on a Friday and you we’re already cuddled in your bed when there was a knock on your door. You threw a hoodie on, to not wear a bra just in case, and went to see who was it.

You felt like the air was punched out of you when you opened the door and saw Hendery’s figure. His hair was disheveled and he was wearing a cream-colored shirt, black joggers, and his glasses: the best look on him. “Hendery...” you said softly.

“Um... hi!” He smiled awkwardly, making him look so cute to you. “Listen, I know we haven’t talked this whole week and I didn’t have the best response to what you said and I’m sorry about that,” he was talking too fast.

“Hey... it’s okay,” you patted him on the arm. “You want to come in?”

“Actually, I came here for you. Do you want to go for a late night drive?” He was swinging, looking pretty nervous.

You sighed, “Do I have to change?”

“Not really, I mean, look at me,” he extended his arms and turned around. You giggled.

“Fine, let me get my shoes,” you ran to your room and put on the first sneakers you found and you both got in his car.

He was just driving around town, both of you being the old friends you were, singing loudly to the songs on the radio, laughing out loud, and watching the neon lights of the places that were open. He got down on a station to buy snacks for both and then kept going.

You ended up on a lonely hill with a view to the city lights. Sitting on the front of his car, you listened to Hendery talked about his life in Macau and what he missed. Then you were playing, trying to guess where were the places among the tiny lights at sight. Like magnets, you cuddled against each other without noticing; the night was getting cold after all. In the chit-chat, the clock marked 3AM. You got in the car again but Hendery didn’t started the car, instead he talked.

“Y/N... I’ve been thinking about what you told me.” There was a long silence between you two, so he continued, “I like the version of me when I’m with you. It’s so easy to not think about what to do or what to say, I can just speak my mind. I really appreciate you.”

“Same here, Dery,” you placed your hand on top of his, which was on his thigh.

“Im sorry for making you feel bad. I really didn’t think straight, I was in utter shock,” he apologized.

“It’s okay, I shouldn’t have said that the way I did,” you accepted.

“So no hard feelings?” He asked, looking at you now.

“No hard feelings,” you smiled.

But then the air changed between you two. A force was drawing you together and neither of you stopped it. Your lips touched, sparking the flame inside you again. And like that, Hendery knew he loved you too, because the butterflies in his stomach wouldn’t stop dancing. His hand traveled to the back of your head, holding you softly. He pulled back first, mumbling, “I’m sorry, is this okay?”

“Only if it’s okay with you,” you whispered.

“I love you,” he muttered before kissing you again, this time deepening the kiss. Your arms quickly wrapped around his neck, bringing him closer. It turned to a passionate make out session and you were gasping for air. You smiled because you were kissing your best friend and Hendery smiled because you looked so cute.

“Should we take this to the backseat?” He suggested with a groggy voice.

“Here? Right now? Really?” You joked.

“I’m sorry! I’m desperate for you,” he shrugged. He jumped first, to lean the seat back for more space. Conveniently he had some sheets there. Then he beckoned you with his hands, inviting you to jump with him. You did as told but your foot got stuck on the front seat so you landed flat over him. You both started laughing at your disgrace but then started kissing wildly again.

He rolled over so you were under him. He fitted perfectly between your legs, as if you were made for him. Quickly, clothes started to be bothersome and he took off your hoodie. Then, Hendery’s hands ran underneath your shirt, reaching your breasts. He squeezed them and then started playing with your hardened nipples, rolling them between his fingers. Soon enough, he asked you, “Can I take this off?” Pulling your shirt. You simply responded, “Please.” He also took off his, revealing his beautiful body and threw both of your shirts to the front seat. One of his hands ran down your body, feeling all of you while he enjoyed your lips. You sighed in satisfaction, feeling yourself getting wetter with every touch and each kiss.

Hendery knew when to start touching you and he asked for your consent, “Can I touch you?”

“Please Dery, I’m so wet already,” you said in a needy whisper.

He groaned in response, his fingers not loosing time in snaking inside your shorts. First he touched you over your underwear and then he slipped inside your panties, finding your clit easily. “Oh my god,” you said in a breathy murmur.

“Fuck... you’re so wet,” he hissed. He took out his hand to pull down your pants and underwear, all in one go, helping you shimmy out of them. After all, none of this was being awkward between you, you felt comfortable with each other. Once he had you all at his mercy, he kissed your neck, his mouth going down and down while his hand went to your south. His lips enclosed your nipple at the same time his fingers got between your folds. God! He was so skilled! Your hand played with his hair while his did unholy thing to you.

He sticked his middle finger in you, going in and out, then he added his ring finger and started moving them fast and deep inside, making you whine. “Fuuuuck! Dery! Feels so good!”

He let go of your nipple with a pop, “You like my fingers, baby? Yeah?” His voice was lower than usual and breathier, it had your head spinning.

“Ooh! Yeah, I love them,” you cried and kissed him. You could hear the squelching sound coming from between your legs. You couldn’t believe Hendery was the one making a mess of you.

You felt your orgasm bubbling inside you, “Hendery I’m gonna cum,” you said in a high-pitched whimper.

“You wanna cum on my fingers? Do you like them that much?” He panted.

“Mmmm! Yes!” You moaned.

“Come on, baby, let go,” he commanded you and started thrusting his fingers faster.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” you said in a shattered chant and then you felt the delicious tingles all over your body, your eyes rolled back, and your back arched. Something unusual happened this time: strands of water gushed out of you and your legs started to shake. You cried loudly loosing all control of your body. Hendery was amazed of what he just did, “Shit! So hot!”

You, on the other hand, were embarrassed. “Oh god... I’m so sorry...” you hid on the crook of his neck.

“It’s okay, that was so hot! I’ve never achieved that. Did you know you could do that?” He caressed your hair in assurance.

“No... it’s the first time that happens...” you whined in embarrassment.

“Baby, it’s okay,” he chuckled, “wanna know something? I’m harder now.”

“Deryyy!” You gasped.

“Can you take it?” He hummed.

“I can take all of you,” you smirked.

“So naughty, I like it,” he pecked your lips and proceeded to kneel in front of you, all bended to avoid smashing his head with the hood. He slipped his pants off easily, along with his briefs, his hardened cock springing free. Your mouth watered at the sight, the tip so pink, shinning with wetness, all ready to take you.

You opened your legs, inviting him, you couldn’t wait for him to be inside you.

He hissed when seeing your still wet core, “Fuck, I could’ve beat that long time ago,” to which you laughed. “Well, you decided to keep boundaries.”

“You’re my best friend, wasn’t it going to be weird?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Maybe?” You shrugged.

“I’m a man, you know. I’m weak. Do you think I didn’t wish to rearrange your insides some of those nights where we cuddled in your couch? It took the best of me to calm this little guy,” he grabbed his length. You burst out laughing.

“Are we really having this conversation when you’re about to wreck me?” You rolled your eyes.

“You started it!” He complaint.

“Oh, shut up and fuck me,” you taunted.

“Condom or no condom?” He asked.

“Wrap your weiner, I don’t know where you have sticked that thing in,” you commanded him.

“I’m clean! I always protect myself, who do you take me for?! I offered myself since I trust you as my best friend, but okay. And don’t call him a thing! He has a name!” he sounded so offended.

“Oh my god! Don’t take it personal! Maybe in the future I’ll let you fuck me raw,” you winked, “but for now, let’s do it this way.”

“Alright,” he said as he looked for his wallet in the pocket of the pants he just discarded. Finding the tiny foil square was fast and he was even faster rolling it down his shaft.

“Come here,” he pulled you closer by your legs, making you laugh. This whole adventure had been a fun ride for both of you.

He kissed you passionately again, one of his hands ran to your leg, bending it a little to have better access to your entrance. He then hold his length, rubbing the tip up and down your pussy, teasing you, making you bite your lip. You were shaking in anticipation.

He pushed himself in slowly, both of you moaning. “Mmm, 操! (cào - Fuck), you’re so tight for me, baby,” his said in a shaky whisper.

He went as deep as he could, making you feel so full. “Hendery,” you breathed, “I feel so full.”

“Yes baby, I’m gonna make you feel so good,” he assured you in hoarse groan.

He kept thrusting you slowly, passionately, enjoying every inch of you. The car was full of shaky breaths, low moans, occasional grunts, and the sound of kisses. Never in your life you thought you would share such an intimate moment with Hendery, but you were loving every second of it.

“Can I go faster?” He asked softly.

“Yes please,” you pleaded.

Hendery caged you in his arms and started snapping his hips faster. His lips whispered filthy praises in your ear, adding up to your want for him, “So good, your cunt feels so warm baby, wanna fill you up with my cum. Do you want that? Yeah? Mmmm... Making love to you feels so nice. I love you, I love you, I love you. This is the only pussy I wanna fuck for the rest of my life.”

Your hands hugged him back, running all his back, tangling in his hair, he had you crazy for him with every word. If you weren’t out of breath, you replied to his words with moans and mewls. “Mmmf! Hendery! Fuck! I love you so fucking much! Please keep fucking me, it feels so good!”

A few minutes later he panted, “I’m gonna cum.” He tried to go faster and he drove his hand south, finding your bundle of nerves skillfully. He was drawing circles while pummeling into you fast, making your second orgasm arrive with force, tightening around him. A sharp scream left your throat and you hugged him tightly. Hendery came with a guttural growl, “Ughhh! So good!” You could feel him pumping in you while he filled the condom.

When you both could breathe again, he embraced you and peppered you with kisses, making you giggle. “How are you feeling, my love?” He smiled.

“I like the sound of that coming from your lips,” you cuddled with him. He sighed, satisfied with the thought that you were his and he was yours.

“Then I will call you that all day just to see you happy,” he kissed you on the forehead.

“You’re my happiness,” you purred.

“I love you, I really do,” he confessed.

“I love you too, Dery,” you raised your head to kiss his lips.

“Do I need to pop the question or are we clear?” He joked.

“Imma torture you and make it pop it,” you chuckled beaten.

“Would you be my girlfriend?” He asked confidently.

“I’d love to,” you replied.

After a moment of silence, Hendery suggested, “Up for round two?”

“Oh my god, you’ll be the death of me if your sex drive is this high,” you sighed.

“My sex drive with you will always be high. Imagine having to hide your boner for so many years and then finally getting the pussy of your dreams?” He was such a character.

“Stop!! That is not true” you shoved him with your elbow.

“Not true?! Do you wanna know how many times I masturbated after arriving home from our movie nights?!” He could be brutally honest sometimes.

“You masturbate?” You wanted to see him snap.

“Listen, Y/N, if I didn’t, my dick would’ve fallen off by now because holy fuck! I wanted to rail you so bad!”

You just exploded in laughs. He really was the man you loved.

“How many rounds can you make?” You asked him.

“I have a whole box of condoms to use with you. You decide,” he shrugged.

“So that’s 3?” You jeered.

“Very funny,” he said sarcastically.

The car kept rocking, the windows were fogged and Hendery almost could last till dawn making love to you. The rest of the night became an orgasm feast for you two.

You fell asleep, beaten thanks to the activities. When you woke up, the sky was painted in pastel colors, announcing dawn. You were wrapped under the sheets, naked with Hendery, on the back of his car.

You looked at him, he looked so cute sleeping soundlessly, you didn’t want to wake him up, but the sun was about to rise and you were away from the city.

“Baby,” you whispered softly.

“Hmm?” He hummed, as if asking what was wrong.

“Baby, I’m cold and the sun is rising,” you explained.

“Mmm... really?” His sleepy voice was making your head spin.

“Yes my love, we should go home. We can continue sleeping at my apartment if you want,” you suggested.

He yawned, “but then I’ll have to make love to you again because I want to be like this with you.”

You giggled, he was so cute talking while sleepy. You kissed his cheek. “We can just get naked and sleep.”

“It’s not the same,” he groaned. Hendery sat and stretched, then, he passed you your clothes.

You guys bought breakfast on the way home, you ate it and then went back to sleep. You spent the majority of the day in bed watching series, glad that you belonged to each other now.