#I think I'm done for the day after this one because 😮‍💨

[kazutora-kurokawa]

Girlfriend Stealer!Bonten!Sanzu x Reader

♡ SFW->NSFW, fem reader, cheater!reader, hickeys, exhibitionism, unprotected sex + creampie ♡

note: this was partially inspired by the song Girlfriend by Heavyweight, idk why I didn't just turn these into a fic (I'm sick and lazy lol)

note 2: this was way longer than planned, but all of my morals and dignity leave my body when it comes to Bonten Sanzu (and I'm fine with that)

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🌸 You two met at one of Bonten's numerous nightclubs

🌸 You were there with your boyfriend, but that wasn't going to stop Sanzu from approaching you

🌸 He watched you all night and even offered you a ride home when he saw you were about to leave

🌸 Gave you his number even though you told him not to

"Take my number anyway doll, you never know when that little boyfriend of yours will disappoint you~"

🌸 You called him the next day and he immediately asked you out, you agreed but only as friends

🌸 He took you out to dinner and then drove you to a nightclub (not owned by Bonten this time)

🌸 Unfortunately your just friends mentality went out the window when he put his hands on your waist

🌸 He held you tightly and pulled you close to him, tracing the patterns on your dress and giving you a chance to breathe in his intoxicating cologne

🌸 This man had you in your feelings and you barely knew him, but you'd know a lot more than most by the end of the night

🌸 He dragged you off to a secluded spot in the club, sitting down and pulling you onto his lap, the bulge in his pants became much more apparent now that it was pressing against your panties

"Tell me princess, does he fuck you good enough?"

🌸 You didn't even have to respond, he already knew the answer and was willing and ready to please you

🌸 His thumb pressed down on your clit, slowly rubbing it before he pulled your panties to the side

🌸 Your hands fumbled with his belt and you couldn't help but gasp when you finally got a hold of his cock (because there ain't no way that was gonna fit inside you, he's girthy asf)

"You want it, 'cause it's all yours darling~"

🌸 You held his shoulders as you rode him, his calloused hands gripping your hips and setting your pace

"Feels so good darling, wanna stretch you out every night ♡"

🌸 He buried his face in your neck, sucking and biting on the soft flesh, hoping to leave you with some reminders of your night together

🌸 His nails dug into your hips as he felt himself approaching the edge and he begged to cum inside you

"Fuck princess, can I? Can I please fill up your pretty lil cunt?"

🌸 You nodded in agreement and your body trembled as you felt him pump his thick, sticky cum into your pussy, leaving you full and satisfied

🌸 He dragged you off to a bathroom to clean you up and helped you walk back to his car

🌸 He dropped you off back home as if he didn't just wreck your insides

"Lemme know when you're free doll, I'd love to be able to take care of you properly next time ♡"

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#tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers x reader #sanzu smut #I just wanna apologize in advance for the woman I'll become when bonten sanzu is animated 😭 #I think I'm done for the day after this one because 😮‍💨 #why is he so fucking hot #someone tell me where I can get a sanzu RIGHT NOW!!!! #I'm sorry but I'm sick and on my period so I'm extra feral rn 😭

[teyamsgrl]

Hi Jade! Do you think you'd be up to do Neteyam fic where he and the reader are sweet on each other but because she's younger than him and friends with Lo'ak he doesn't wanna go that route with her so he distances himself from her and he starts vetting available girls in the clan as a distraction and this makes the reader decide to put her needs first and she starts thinking about future mates since Neteyam isn’t seemingly worried about her. But then a rumor starts that either Lo'ak and reader are to be mates or someone else is courting her and this pushes Neteyam to stake his claim and make her his.

❗️MDNI ❗️

hi!!!! oh my goddddd this idea is amazing, everyone say THANK YOU ANON 🗣️ jealous and in love neteyam woowowowowo i'm dead already - also this gif is so fucking crisp and clear holy fuck he is so fine respectfully

p.s: sorry it took me forever to get this completed! had some writer's block along with uni starting again 🥲

just a distraction ✧ neteyam

°˖➴ warnings: fem omatikaya reader, agedup!neteyam, dom!neteyam, jealous!teyam, younger!reader, sub!reader, friends to lovers, slow burn??, dirty talk, oral f & m receiving, missionary 😮‍💨 - paskalin: honey

despite being lo'ak's age and his best friend, you and neteyam got along extremely well. this 'getting along' also included a lot of unsaid feelings and the romantic tension between you both was unbelievably visible yet neither of you ever said a word. your actions showed enough though; the extra long hugs, the touches as you pass each other, the undivided attention as you teach each other new skills, the looks you share throughout the day. you were so obviously in love with neteyam and you figured he maybe felt the same; that is until he started to avoid you a week ago. it hurt. it hurt so bad.

what made it even worse was that he was going around the village and chatting up all the girls, showing off and being touchy. it made your blood boil as you watched him because that should be you. as you watch him speak to kai'ra, a very skilled hunter, you start to snap out of it. clearly neteyam doesn't want you so why are you sitting here pining over him? what's the fucking point? sure, it sucked to accept that you would never be with neteyam like you had anticipated for a long time but there was no point in sulking about it. there were many other desirable men in the clan and you figured that you'd find the right one eventually.

"i heard that y/n is being courted, is that true, lo'ak?" neytiri questions as the sully family sits together in their hut eating an evening meal. neteyam almost chokes on the food in his mouth, eyes wide and jealousy rising in his chest. "yeah, by ät’uk and i think someone else too" lo'ak responds to his mother nonchalantly before continuing to eat. there are other men attempting to court y/n? what had he done? neteyam couldn't deny his feelings for you, they were almost overwhelming. it was hard for him to put distance between you both, but he felt that it was right due to the fact that you are younger and best friends with his little brother. this was clearly a mistake. the pit in his stomach was haunting, just knowing there were other men chasing after you had him anxious and on top of that, angry. neteyam set his bowl down and stood up abruptly, telling his family that he just needed some air and to walk by himself. he rushed out of the hut, turning left to head to where he knew you'd be; tree of voices.

you went to the tree of voices every night before eclipse to visit your late father, the visits always bringing you peace. just as you detach your queue from the tree, you hear someone approaching. you rarely saw others approach the tree of voices at this time of night, so you got a bit startled naturally. "it's just me", you hear that familiar voice you love so much. your heart swelled as he came into the light expelled by the tree, you had missed him despite his actions. "neteyam.." you say, nervously shifting to stand up and face him. "is ät’uk courting you?" he asks matter of factly, a glow of jealousy in his amber eyes. "uh... he has been trying, yes, so has tar'ete" you answer him, observing the way his nose scrunches at your words. "well, that's not gonna happen" he takes a step closer to you, now chest to chest. "and you get to decide that for me? that's funny, especially since you've been avoiding me" your tone is harsh, but it was true, what right did he have to state his opinion when he left you in the dust?

"look- i just thought that since you're younger and lo'ak's best friend it would be better to not initiate something with you, but" his hands move to grab your hips, butterflies fluttering in your stomach. "it was a mistake. i talked to all these other girls and i felt nothing, then i heard you were being courted and i just- you're mine and i won't let anyone else have you" he breathes out, pressing his forehead to yours and allowing his lips to ghost over yours. "i've always been yours, neteyam. it killed me to watch you with all those other girls.." you whisper softly, your own hands gripping his shoulders as though he could slip away any second. "i know, it was just a distraction. i'm sorry, paskalin.." the pet name effortlessly falls from his lips, said lips slowly inching closer to yours. you nod slightly, breath tickling his lips. before you can act first he presses his lips to yours, moving in sync with yours as though you had done this a million times before.

you hum into the kiss, hands running to weave into his braids as his tongue slips into your mouth, gliding along your own tongue. his hands on your hips pull them against his, bulge pressing against you and bringing more wetness between your legs. "neteyam" you whine out softly, grinding into his bulge and pulling out a moan from him. "y/n..." he sighs as he watches you sink to your knees, hands untying his loincloth from his tail that is swishing around in excitement. your eyes widen slightly as his cock bounces out of the confines of his loincloth, hard and leaking already. you lick the tip softly, his head falling back from the sensation. "wanna be yours..." you murmur, kissing along his shaft. "you are, i promise" he moans out as your mouth engulfs his tip, sucking and gradually taking in his entire length.

you start bobbing your head up and down, gagging slightly as his tip hits the back of your throat. "that's it, fuck..." neteyam's hands hold your head as he thrusts gently into your mouth, your mouth his to use. he moans as he continues, the whining and choking sounds turning him on even further. he pulls you off of him and you gasp for air, hand wrapping around his length to stroke him. "no- it's your turn, paskalin" he holds out his hands for you and you grab them, standing up and facing him once again. he is now the one to drop to his knees, hands swiftly removing your loincloth in seconds. he grabs your left leg, hoisting it over his shoulder so your glistening hole is on display. his arms keep you steady on one leg while he leans in, tip of his tongue gently flicking over your clit. you shudder at the touch and whine out his name softly, bringing a smirk to his lips. he leans in again and brings your clit into his mouth, suckling on it like there's no tomorrow.

neteyam moves downwards, tongue plunging into your hole and lapping at your wetness while he leaves marks on your thighs from how tight his grip is. "teyam-" you whine, hands holding his head not only for stability but out of pure pleasure. he hums against you, vibrations shooting through your body as his mouth continues it's assault on you. his one hand moves back to grab the plush of your ass, lightly spanking as he shoves his face further into you. "feels good" you squeak out, hips bucking into his mouth frantically. "yeah? wanna cum on my cock babygirl?" he mumbles between licks to your clit. "please yes" you gasp and lock eyes with him, allowing him to lie you flat on your back.

neteyam crawls over top of you, one hand beside your head as the other lines his cock up with your entrance. the pressure of his tip at your hole has you mewling already, hands reaching for his biceps as he begins to push in. the stretch is intense yet the most pleasurable thing you had ever felt, your back arching in an instant. his breath is shaky as he bottoms out, pulling away slightly to ram right back into you. he leans to press his forehead on yours as he settles on a rhythm, breath grazing your lips as your rock back and forth together. "shit-" he groans as your walls squeeze him on each thrust, his fingers pressing into the dirt below you. "oh eywa..." you whine, nails dragging down neteyam's toned back.

"so good.... you're mine, aren't you?" he hums, hips jerking continuously and causing squelching sounds to fill your ears. "yours, all yours" you moan, nails digging into his back further as your orgasm begins it's fast approach. "that's right- fuck, i'm close.. where do you-" "inside, please" you beg, legs tugging him in by the waist as you begin to quiver. "okay- oh babyyy.." he groans as he pumps you full, your own orgasm releasing simultaneously. both of your breathing is heavy as you come down, bodies pressed together.

"you're amazing" he whispers, hand stroking your cheek as he lies beside you now. "so are you" you whisper back, placing your much smaller hand on top of his, staring into his amber eyes. "be my mate?" he asks, other hand resting on your stomach. "yes, of course yes" you smile, throwing your arms around his neck and pulling him close. he chuckles and wraps his arms around you as well, his strong arms keeping you as close as possible. "all we need is tsaheylu" he mumbles, smirk plastered on his face. "are you saying you want a round two?" you giggle, kissing along his jaw. "maybe..."

#avatar #atwow #avatar 2009 #avatar fic #atwow fic #avatar the way of water #avatar masterlist #avatar smut #avatar fluff #avatar angst #neteyam sully #neteyam fic #neteyam x reader #neteyam smut #jake sully #jake sully fic #jake sully smut #lo'ak sully #lo'ak fic #lo'ak smut #atwow smut #atwow fluff #atwow angst

[honey-ca]

𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬 𝐋𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧

Warning: NSFW . Remus Lupin young and adult, overstimulation, worship, tit worship, hardness and aftercare.

I feel like Remus Lupin would be the type of guy who would like to take his time in bed.

The fast ones are not compatible with this man.

He would take his time to please you and adore you, caress you everywhere he can.

He has a problem with your boobs, this man loves your boobs, no matter the size, he loves to watch how your tit is made to his hand, kneading it along the way.

His favorite places are the kitchen, the living room and obviously the bedroom.

He loves to see you in his clothes. They've done it once while you were wearing his shirt.

And I think he would like to play a role of student and teacher one day, but he never dares to tell you because she thinks it's embarrassing and kinky (which it is, in part).

Most of the time it would be vanilla sex with extra roughness, but the week before the full moon... uff😮‍💨 this man would kill you in bed. He would be rough in bed, (obviously with your consent) you probably passed out more than once.

"D-darling," said Remus. You had just woken up from your mini blackout, Remus was still moving inside you, taking advantage of every moment "You just woke up? Great, I missed those screams of yours" And he kept moving.

I feel like I'd be super fan of overstimulation, always taking you to the limit, enjoying your little trembles and moans. I'd also be a fan of branding you, leaving hickey and bite marks around you, letting people know you belong to them.

I feel like being a werewolf he would have a little mating period where all he thinks about is getting you pregnant.

"I'm going to fill that belly of yours with our puppies" he moaned "God, how sexy you'll look with boobs and a swollen belly carrying our children."

Aftercare would be the most important thing for both of us.

There would be days when he would be the one giving you cuddles afterwards. And there will be days, especially after the full moon (where he is weaker) where you cuddle him.

Both of you on a spoon or him leaning on your chest leaning on your chest feeling your latin heart and admiring you at every moment, while you caress his hair.

#smut #fanfic #+18 or +adult only #hp marauders #remus lupin #remus x reader #remus lupin x reader #the maruaders #the marauders #remus lupin smut #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin x y/n #remus lupin x you #remus john lupin #headcanon #marauders smut #smut fanfiction

[sillyunknownkitkat]

hiii! can you please do a top!leon x bottom!plus sized fem reader? like him worshipping and praising her body before they do the deed 😮‍💨

thank you!! xoxo

Hi! I'm so sorry to answer this request so late. I hope you like it. I tried my best, but it's my first time writing smutt

Leon S. Kennedy x plus size!fem! Reader Nsfw

The actual "deed" is between the blue hearts dividers ;) feel free to skip it if you want to

Leon and you have been dating for a couple of months now. You guys have done the deed a couple of times by now. You'd think he would be a more "casual," but the man still treats you like the goddess you are EVERY.SINGLE.TIME

And of course, since he's not a pornstar, he actually gives you foreplay. And today wasn't an exception.

Like every day, you did a bit of work around the house, worked a bit, enjoyed a show or a book...

And now you're making butternut pastas for dinner/supper ( the inspo ).

Everything was going great. The dish looked and smelled heavenly, music playing in the background for you to sway your hips to, rain playing in the background, making a cosy atmosphere,... But better of all, while you were stirring your sauce so it didn't burn, you heard the door of your apartment open.

"Sweatheart, I'm home!" Leon says, all while getting off shoes and jacket off. He smells the air for a bit before walking up to you in the kitchen. You strutt quickly over him and give him a hug before pressing tons of little pecks on his neck.

"Hey there, what are you cooking? It smells amazing." He asks while looking at your pot and trying to figure out what's in there.

"It's a butternut sauce that'll go with pastas! Also, would you like me to cook you some meat with it? I forgot that it didn't have any proteins in it." You ask while looking up at him and then waiting for him to reply.

"Actually, there's something else that I'd love to eat right now." He mumbles against your neck before gently nibbling the skin there. You let out a small pleased sigh before looking up again at his face.

"What about the food?" You ask with a small pout. After all, you did work really hard to make him good food.

"Food can wait, but myself? I'm quite in need of your loving right now ___." He says before bringing you closer to him, turning the stove off and moving your pot onto your marble counter.

"Come on baby, don't you want to help me?" He insists a bit.

You let out a little huff before agreeing with him. After all, who were you to deny such a request? Especially from him.

So now you have the small of your back pressed around the counter while Leon leaves little love bites on your neck. You let out small moans before lightly grabbing at his growing boner. He lets out a pleased grunt, and his hands wait at the hem of your shirt for you to confirm that he can take it off. You grab his hand with your unoccupied one and move them up to tell him that you were indeed okay with him doing that. So your shirt comes off, and Leon is just looking at you with a mixed love-lust expression.

"I've seen your body many times, and yet I'm still amazed by its beauty." He lets out without even thinking about it. You blush a little, turn your head, and look away, feeling a bit shy from such a declaration, but Leon instantly grabs your shin and gently turns your head back to face him.

"Eyes on me, please." He commands in a soft tone. Leon isn't a hard dom. He's here for your pleasure, and god knows how much getting out of your shell is a turn-on for the both of you.

You obey like the good girl you are. You guys make out, his tongue being the dominant one, but yours still trying to dominate. He backs off a little so you both can catch your breaths. After a few seconds, he gets down on his knees before you, kissing your soft stomach and lightly gripping your hips, all while maintaining eye contact with you.

"Fuuuck~ You're so fucking perfect, you can't even imagine.." He says, breath caught in his throat because of how beautiful he finds you. He grips the aim of your pants and waits for you to confirm once again that you're okay. You nod your head, and as soon as you do, he helps you out of your pants.

He then kisses your tights, tracing your stretch marks with his finger before they get closer and closer to your still clothed pussy. You start to get really needy and grab his hand to get him back up again.

Once he's up you whisper "How did I get so lucky? You're the best I've ever had and probably ever will."

He kisses you with a big smile before saying, "Well sadly I couldn't be your first but hopefully I'll be your last baby." You almost tear up because of the cuteness of this genuine confession. Leon hands trace to small patch of hickeys and bites he made earlier before they lower and start massaging your breasts. He does that for a little while before he starts pushing his hips against yours. You both moan at the feeling. He lets out a little chuckle at his own reaction to such a small action before asking you, "Would you like me to eat you out before continuing ooooor?".

"Not right now no, I really need you Leon~" You moan out as he ruts against you, rubbing you clit unintentionally.

He smiles before getting his shirt and pants off. He grabs you ass so that you can jump to sit on the counter.

He grabs the hem of your underwear, and you lift your hips to make it easier for him to take them off. Once he's done, his hands go to your back and unbuckle the strap of your bra. You let out a small hum at the freeing feeling. Your chest bounced a bit once freed from its barrier. Leon almost drools at the sight. He presses his index and middle finger against your mouth for you to wet them. So you do. You even put on a little show, looking at him seductively and bobbing your head like you would do on his cock. He grabs his hard-on with his other hand and squeezes it. He groans and remove his fingers from your mouth to rub them against you pussy lips and spreading them so he can insert them afterwards. When you feel them in, you let out a moan and close your eyes before remembering that he wanted them on him, so you open them back up obediently. He fingers you for a bit before taking his boxers off and rubbing his tip against your hole.

He teases you by slowly pushing in the tiniest bit of his member before pulling out. He keeps doing that before you start whining, "Leeeeeon~," you kick your feet a bit like a child throwing a tantrum, which makes him chuckle.

"What's the matter, sweetheart?" Great. He also teases you verbally now.

"Nghhhh~ I need you in!!" You were starting to get impatient. How could he make you so horny just to deny you in the last moment?

"But I'm in. Look down sweet cheeks," he says while grabbing the soft of your hips.

"Noooo~!! I need you all in, need your cock deep inside of me!," and that's all he needed to hear before getting fully in and starting to actually fuck you.

"Fucking he'll, you're so tight on me. You really like this, don't you? " You whine and moan, and he grunts before continuing, "That's okay, baby, I fuck-~ I love it too. I love you, love your body, and love your pussy~"

You both keep going before you start to get close. Seeing that, Leon makes sure to keep the same pace that is making you close and rubs your clit with his thumb.

"Aaah~ fuck, I'm gonna-" and before you could even finish, your legs shake and you cum on his cock.

He moans out at the way you tighten against him while cumming, "fuuuuck~ gripping me so tight!"

He keeps fucking into you until he cums with the most beautiful chocked out moan that you'd ever hear.

After you both catch your breaths, foreheads against eatchothers, he wipes his cum off of you with his shirt, making you whine since your now sensitive, and helps you back in your undies and the shirt you wore before. He puts his boxer's back on and kiss your cheek before getting all of the dirty unused laundry in your laundry basket in the bathroom.

You smile, kinda in a silly fucked out way, and wipe your counter before getting back to cooking so the both of you can actually eat.

Once you both have eaten, you cuddle on the couch and watch a random show on the tv, just happy being together ❤️

Voilà! Hope it's was okay. I just find the "deed" part a bit rushed and awkward, but it's not that I'm uncomfortable writing it's just that I'm not used to writing this :)

Have a good day/night, and be safe, cuties!

#new writing blog #leon s kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x reader #leon smut #leon kennedy smut #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy #resident evil x reader #resident evil

[yuken-gf]

spending a day with sword leaders ♡

amamiya kyōdai here

cobra

are we even going to elaborate this, it's obvious

Harleys in Hawaii😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

YOU AND I RIDING HARLEYS IN HAWAII I'M ON THE BACK I'M HOLDING TIGHT WANT YOU TO TAKE ME FOR A RIDE

he would half-planned it

he knew the big picture of where he wants to go with you

but if you request any destination, that's okay too! he would be more than happy to grant your wish

meals at some local diner (because we love the vibe)

would be something that start with the beach and ended on the hills to see the sunset‼️

he always make sure you hug him tight while riding his motorbike

((shit bro i'm going to die))

loves it if you vlog about the whole day

fixes‼️your‼️hair‼️after‼️every‼️ride‼️

you wouldn't even ask it

always helps you put on your helmet

randomly stares at you while you're at the beach and/or hills

and when you asked him what's wrong

he just said "nothing"

of course you want revenge

you stare at him until he asked "what's wrong"

you answered with something like "just admiring my boyfriend"

watch him FLEW

he would be so flustered, you caught him off guard😝

when you parted ways because you need to go home

he would kiss your forehead

"see you tomorrow, my love"

he loves it when you say "text me when you arrived"

he feels loved

rocky

this is so basic but

breakfast, lunch, dinner in 5 stars restaurant

shopping in between

he would be mad if you don't want to buy anything

"please spend my money or i will buy everything for you"

"no buts"

you buy little things that are pretty cheap

and he would be so done like

"fine, i'll choose for you"

walk out from every store with a big shopping bag

"rocky, it's enough"

he wouldn't listen because you didn't listen to him too

get that bag sis🤑🤑🤑🤑

"fine, ill pay you back later"

"go ahead and i'll spoil you more"

he would ask for your opinion when he wants to buy something for himself

"do you think this suits me?"

"which one do you like most for me?"

he knows that you always know the best

your small and shy thank you would make him sigh

"i'd give you the whole planet and it would be still not enough to appreciate your precious presence"

bye he has all 5 love languages

((remind me to make rocky fic))

the dinner would be extraordinary

3 course meal and in the vip seat

he would go for the best seat for city viewing sunset omsgsiahshsu ((blushing))

he holds your hand and thank you for the day and how he's so thankful that he has you by his side

he would also reminds you that he makes money FOR YOU

you would be "isn't that wife privilege"

"we're getting married anytime soon, what's your point"

goofy ahh argument about the money he spent on you again

murayama

café and resto hunting

i assume you ran out of place to date like

murayama gets bored easily

so you have an idea

and he's excited!

you two would look like some food critics because you bring your notes

would be so funny when the café give you some bonuses because they thought you're a food critics😭😭😭😭😭

he's judgyyyy

murayama ramsay

"write down broken aircon babe"

"also the fries are bland as hell, add that to the list"

"the coffee is a joke. i'm way better"

so unserious

you go to the arcade to wait for the next meal time

killing time by competing with your boyfriend

he's pouty but proud at you whenever he loses

so freaking cute

he would consider to take food critics as a job seriously because he feels like he's doing good at it

LITERALLY THE MOST UNSERIOUS BUT SERIOUS AT THE SAME TIME

smokey

all i can think about is dog/cat café date

((bury me in red casket plz))

he will melt when you play with the puppies

but he DIDN'T KNOW THAT YOU MELT TOO WHEN HE PLAYS WITH THE PUPPIES GAYT DAYUM

bro is smiley and cute

got you blushing over nothing😭😭😭

im not sorry, because me too😭😭😭😔

cute pics‼️

anti PDA does not exist for a day

he would be so touchy with you

reason: you're adorable and make him want to die so he feels like he need to be clingy

waiting for your snack and drink?

he grabs you by the waist and pull you to his chest so he can lean his head on your shoulders

you would be 😧🤨

"what's wrong, baby?"

he would just hums and snuggle into your neck

😧😧😧😧

shit bro im going to faint don't do that

enjoying the foods while watching puppies n kittens😻😻😻

he would feed you cause he can

so lovey dovey bye

hyuga

listen

sleeping all day

and then a night ride with one of his vintage cars

you can choose your favorite color

both of you don't know where to go, but you just spend the night driving

just enjoying each other's company

some accidently deep talks along the way

late night meals at some random restaurant

y'all joking around so cute

he's in his smiley mood <3

stops somewhere to watch the stars😮‍💨‼️

but you know

watching the stars in your eyes make him feels something

like he would burn the world for you

drive back home at around 4a.m.

if you fell asleep when you arrived at home. he'll carry you to the bedroom😮‍💨😢

kiss your whole face before he joined you to sleep

"i love you"

if you're fake sleeping and said "i love you too"

he would be so flustered

"why are you tricking me?"

he's a big spoon

and he loves give your nape a kiss before he really dozes off

only you know this side of daruma ikka's leader

#high&low #high&low x reader #high&low fluff #murayama x reader #murayama high&low #rocky high&low #rocky x reader #cobra high&low #cobra x reader #smokey high&low #smokey x reader #smoky high&low #smoky x reader #hyuga x reader #hyuga high&low #hyuga norihisa #murayama yoshiki #sword leaders #sword leaders x reader #sword leaders fluff

[thornsnvultures]

take a chance ♡

bucky barnes x plus size!reader

summary: bucky broke your heart but he can't stay away

cw: slight angst, p in v sex, 1.1k words, 18+

a/n: I wrote this instead of one of the 5 other things I should be working on 😮‍💨 divider by @/saradika 💙

"You're all I can think about, doll."

For some reason, that word snaps you out of the daze his presence put you in and you scoff, pushing at his chest instead of pulling him closer like you wanted to a moment ago when you opened the door. It's like pushing a boulder, but the behemoth relents.

"You think you can come and interrupt my life, quite literally at the moment I might add, just because you can't stop thinking about me?" He stands there as your voice raises and you poke an angry finger at his chest.

Belatedly you remember you're not wearing a bra under the thin tank top you threw on after rushing out of the shower and that more things are moving than just your wildly gesturing hands. And by Bucky's avoiding gaze and pink cheeks you know he's noticed too.

"I'm sorry," he's looking up at the ceiling now, "I'm sorry for lying to you. And I'm sorry for getting you caught up in my mess." He rubs a hand over his face, a such falling from his lips as his fingers scratch at the days old scruff of his beard.

You open your mouth to say something, anything, but the slight shake of his head stops you.

"Honey," he swallows and looks back down at you. He looks at you and it's all there in his eyes. All the nights you spent together before you knew who he was, what he's done. Before he had to leave you to keep you safe. He broke your heart and now he's looking at you with those stupid blue eyes and you know you can't let him go again.

"Are you about to tell me you love me, Barnes?"

Bucky laughs and you try so hard to ignore how wet his eyes look under your entryway light. "Yeah, honey, I was."

"If you say those words, you have to mean 'em. That means no walking out on me again," your voice grows tight as you pull him closer to you again by the edges of his leather jacket.

"Yes, ma'am," Bucky's hands slip under your shirt and over your hips. He's surrounding you again, slower this time like you'll run from him, but still invading your space, caging you in. His nose bumps yours before leaning in and capturing your lips in a searing kiss.

You sigh into his mouth when those thick, calloused fingers of his find your breasts and tug at your nipples. You could blame their stiffness on being wet and cold but no it's all Bucky, your body's been attuned to him from the second you laid eyes on him and you don't think that'll ever change.

Bucky's tongue sweeps across yours, swallowing more of your moans, feasting on you, teasing you until your legs feel like they're going to give out from his touch alone.

Your hands scramble for anything in reach, running up his arms, across his shoulders, up into his hair to pull at the locks that have already gotten longer in just the couple of weeks since you last saw him.

"Missed you," you gasp into his mouth.

"I know, honey. I know." The timber of his voice rattles you to your core and you instantly spread your legs when he lifts you up by the backs of your thighs. Bucky gently places you down on the edge of the table in your entryway. Your keys rattle in the little ceramic dish you've had since college as Bucky roughly pushes your legs up and open even wider.

The sleep shorts you threw on hide nothing. Your hot core exposed to the cool air as Bucky looks, devours you with his gaze.

"Tell me I can have you," Bucky whispers, his eyes meeting yours. He's over you, surrounding you, his forehead pressed to yours. You're trapped, cornered, your heart racing. But it feels safe, he's back he's here and you want all of him before he leaves again. Breaks you again. "Tell me."

"Please, James."

Bucky's eyes close, a shuddering breath pushing past his lips. You don't even hear the zipper on his jeans descending past the ringing in your ears. He means it. He means it. He loves you.

And you feel it in your soul when his cock presses in, nudges you open, seeking you out. You can't forget how he feels, you never will. Your body opens for him, sucking him in deep as he slides in slow, easy. He's a stretch you'll never get used to, a twinge of pain that reminds you to relax, breathe.

"I got you. Let me in, honey."

Whispered words and gentle kisses rain down on you. Across your face, down your neck, your shoulders. Anywhere he can reach. They soothe you from the brutal assault on your pussy, the harsh, frantic slaps of his hips hitting yours nearly drown out his whispered, "I love you." Over and over into your skin, hoping it'll stick.

"Need you to come for me," he rasps as he sucks a mark into your skin above your breast. "Need to feel you milk me dry, honey." You twitch and shake, whining because you're nearly there. You just need-

Bucky captures your lips in a kiss that rips all the air from your lungs just as his fingers find you where you need them most. Your head goes fuzzy and you scream into his kiss as your legs shake.

Bucky let's you go, let's you breathe and your lungs fill with gasping breaths.

"That's it, that's it. Fuck," he growls and grinds his pelvis into your clutching heat. His lips pressed to your forehead as he spills inside, stuffing you full until you're leaking around his base.

"I love you, James," you whisper, finally. No longer afraid.

Bucky wraps your legs around his hips, not sliding from you for a second and lifts you up into his arms.

The leather of his jacket creaks under your fingers when you gasp and grip his strong arms. He carries you back to the bathroom, fog still coating the mirror from your earlier shower. Slowly the tub fills and Bucky sets you down to soak your sore muscles. You hadn't realized how much being bent like a pretzel on that little table hurt until you just now.

Bucky stands and your hand shoots up out of the water to stop him.

"I'm just getting a towel," Bucky's graze is soft, understanding.

"Thank you. For-"

"Don't. I'm sorry I left."

Bucky sits on the edge of the tub, cradling your face in his hands. Your eyes flutter shut and you soften in his touch, in the heat of the bath. And Bucky stays by your side all night.  For forever.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x fem!reader #bucky barnes x plus size!reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes fan fiction #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes headcanon #bucky barnes drabble #my fics

[jamisonwritestf2trash]

Sniper losing an eye and having to suffer the consequences (a bit of lost depth perception and couple days wait until Medic gets back to base to regrow it) and maybe a bit of swordvan thrown in

Sniper Loses an Eye HC (ft. Swordvan)

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Oops, I meant to write a hc, but wrote a mini fic, oh well.

Bare with me for some of this. It's not easy to ask Google, "Would having one eye affect sniper accuracy?" I'm pretty sure it doesn't, I was reminded that OW exists and that Ana has one eye, and she does just fine.

I uh, may have ran with swordvan a bit more than expected 😮‍💨

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Oh God. He's so fucking embarrassed. He's so upset. For one, he's embarrassed that Spy managed to stab him through the eye on the one day the respawn machine was malfunctioning. For two, he's upset because now he's reminiscing on the jokes he's made at Demo's expense. He dead ass sits in the lab for a good twenty minutes, contemplating on whether or not he should hide out in his van to save himself the ribbing he knows he's going to get from both Demo and the rest of the team, minus Medic, who is more than sympathetic to Snipers predicament. But regardless of how sympathetic he might be, Medic still needs Sniper out of his lab after he's done bandaging his face. Sniper just sighs and gets off the table and walks to the doors, planning out his escape plan and calculating where all the mercs should be at this time of day.

Keyword being, should. Because he jumps when he sees Demo waiting outside the lab doors. A smug smile on his face as he leans against the wall, taking a swig from the drink he has on hand. Sniper internally groans, but from the way Demo chuckled, he assumed he might have accidentally done that out loud. Demo doesn't actually say much. He just walks over slowly, standing in front of Sniper.

"Take off the bandages." His tone is asking, but his words covey a demand. Sniper protests, citing the fact that Medic had just spent a decent amount of time patching him up, and he'd hate to see how angry the doctor would get if asked to do it again.

"Dont worry," He moves his hand behind his head, undoing the knot of his eye patch quickly, the motion being one he's done many times before. "This ain't my only one. It's far better than any bandage." Demo reaches up and carefully slips his fingers under the bandages, pausing for a second, giving Sniper a moment to tell him to stop, but he doesn't, so the bandages around his eye find themselves being unraveled, draping around his neck and shoulders as they attempt to fall to the floor. Demo only moves his hand to tap the underside of his eye and then to tap Snipers.

"Look, we match." He says with a smile. And they just stand there for a minute, looking at each other, before Demo invites him to come look for an eye patch that'll fit and that he's willing to wear while Medic regrows his eye. It should have only taken a few minutes, but Sniper finds himself being in Demo's room for hours, taking for hours about the new and old predicaments they had found themselves in.

Sniper had left to go back to his camper late that night. Clutching his gifted eye patch, thumbing over the fabric and he dragged his tired body away from the base. He found himself thinking about the Scotsman more than he normally would that night as he drifted off to sleep. He figured it would all go away by morning, along with all his new worries about his missing eye. Hell, maybe the eye would just reappear in the night. He could only hope.

His eye did not infact reappear while he slept, and his worries and thoughts didn't disappear like he had hope. With battle fast approaching, he tied the patch on and grabbed his gear. Joining the other mercs, he found himself biting his tongue at the jabs made by his teammates. Figuring this was his karma for the many jokes he found himself telling. Demo joined the group the latest, immediately finding his way up to Sniper with a grin. Reaching a hand up to fix the eye patch that was half hazardly tied on.

"It looks good on ya." Was the only thing he said before walking away, only to be seen occasionally from far away on the field. Sniper didn't like the warm feeling that gave him.

Sniper found himself frustrated with his sudden loss of skill. Cursing under his breath anytime his sights failed him. Every time he missed shot after shot. He knew well enough that he'd have issues. His depth perception changes would be something to adapt to, but he found himself completely taken out of his depth, completely removed from his skills, the one thing he prided himself with. As the match came to a close, anyone near could hear the muffled thudding of a gun hitting the ground and a

"Goddammit!" As the other team became the winners of the day's battle. He was pissed off. He had never experienced anything like this, and he hated every minute of it. He could only put his head in his hands and sit for a minute. Taking in the newfound silence. Until he heard creaking and boot fall behind him,

"Y'know, for being new to this whole one-eyed thing, you still do a decent job." Demo complimented as Sniper picked his head up, Demo held out his drink, prompting Sniper to drink, trying to help him ease his disappointments. Sniper accepted as Demo continued to talk his ear off. Sniper tried to listen, but he found his focus elsewhere, between his thoughts on his new frustrations with his skills, and the feelings that seemed to rise up with every kind word or action Demo threw his way. Sniper could only sigh as he attempted to refocus his attention. This was going to be a long week.

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Why do I get so embarrassed when I write? Who knows. Anyways, I hope you like this Anon, this fueled my love of Swordvan </3

I'm finally back. Who knew that forcing myself to write a certain fic that I don't have the inspiration for would kill any desire to write? But now that I'm changing it up, I feel more productive! Thank you, guys, for being patient with me. I love you guys 🫶🏻

Also, apologies for anything that's messed up at the end, I am exhausted rn.

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 headcanons #tf2 sniper #tf2 demoman #swordvan #sniper x demoman

[bbyquokka]

I'm ordering more brain juice to be sent to you ASAP!!! But thanks for answering my Sugar!Daddy Jisung thoughts🫶🏼

As for what I think? Just- Yes! Han most definitely would help you with cash purely out of kindness🥺And because he thinks doing that will fill that piece of him thats missing💔 But we all know, as you stated, Hannie's desires just can't be contained after being around you so much for so long😮‍💨❤️‍🔥

And his little one absolutely adoring you??? So freaking cute😭💘 I'm picturing:

"I love my daddy so much!" - Hannie's cute kiddie🫶🏼

"I like your daddy a lot too kid" - You😂

Maybe also:

"I want my daddy!!!" - Cute kiddie throwing a rare tantrum

"I want your daddy too but we can't always have what we want now can we?" - You trying to discipline the kid

"Who says you can't have me?" - Han who happened to be by the door when you said that

Ashdbwgaidkwbslcjsl- Okay I'm done Bai Bai🥲🫶🏼

- 🦁 PS: [ Poor kiddo is third wheeling🤣😭 ]

ajsbwjdn, yes!

SMUT BELOW CUT – MINORS, AGELESS & DEFAULT BLOGS; DNI

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 | fem reader, sugar daddy jisung unprotected rough sex, breeding kink. 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 | 0.3k ~ ( 352 )

dont repost. dont translate. feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

jisung loves being around you so much and so does his little one. you bring (and are) a positive role model for his child. his child looks up to you, asks about you on the daily. when you're not there, his child would sulk and pout. “i want yn to live with us.”

and why shouldn't you? jisung would invite you out for dinner where he would propose that you stay at his home–permanently. shocked at first, you'd listen to his reasonings of “my child adores you.” “having you at home would be sooo much easier for us all!” he's correct, being at his house would be easier for everyone; so you accept his proposal.

he's still your sugar daddy. he still throws money at you, that will never change (unless stated.) having you in his house has made everything feel warmer, brighter. how a family home should be. he watches you look after his little one during the day but at night, he rewards you by fucking you fast, hard and raw.

one hand covering your mouth, the other bundled up in your hair. his grip is harsh and tight, pulling at the scalp. it makes your eyes burn and tear up. your moans muffled but the sound of skin slapping on skin is loud. he has you in doggy because he loves seeing his length disappear balls deep inside you. he loves feeling your warmth, loves touching and stroking places he's never explored before. he loves knowing that you can feel every vein of his fat cock.

he wouldn't mind having another child, especially with you, so he's ready and willing to risk it all (with it being a mutual thing, ofc!) he pushes you down, your arms under your legs. lower half high up. his hand on your head to keep it buried in the sheets which also helps to muffle your cries and moans. “you're going to be good for me and milk me dry, yeah?” he pile drives in you, deeper than ever before where soon after, he floods your insides with a shiver and long moan.

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 (𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍) | @bintificreads ; @septicrebel ; @amyyscorner ; @writerracha ; @hyunluvxo ; @aestheticsluut ; @xcookiemonsteer ; @lilquokka04 ; @myprwttyhan

#✿ - 🦁 anon ! ! ‹𝟥 #skz smut #stray kids smut #skz hard hours #skz hard thoughts #stray kids hard hours #stray kids hard thoughts #han jisung #jisung #han jisung smut #jisung smut #han jisung x you #han jisung x reader #jisung x you #jisung x reader #skz x you #skz x reader #stray kids x you #stray kids x reader

[celerydays]

Are you planning on continuing Reprieve? :-)

Absolutely! I know it's been a HOT MINUTE 😩 but I'm chipping away at it as we speak 💗

After I finally get Part 2 up and out of my damn hands at last, I'm going to be changing how I update because I'm learning that this method of doing larger updates of 8-10 pages is not working for me lol.

I'll likely start uploading small batches of 2-4 pages as I finish them so that updates come quicker – and for my own sanity as well 😵‍💫

I'm definitely one of those artists that work better when I can sit down and crank out a finished drawing in one sitting or at most a couple of days because the longer I have to spend on it, the more it feels like it just drags on 😮‍💨 I probably should have just done this from the start but I might have overestimated my ability to adapt to doing long-form comics for the first time 🥲

🧐 IN CONCLUSION 🧐 I think the shorter 2-4 page updates will be nice to be able to post for Reprieve more often while also satisfying my brain's need to feel like I'm completing finished pieces/pages faster 🫠

I hope that's okay with you guys! 👉👈

But until then, I'm gonna go hole myself up until I get this longer Part 2 update complete! Wish me luck~

#thank u all for being patient with me while i struggled to get my shit and health together for like the entirety of October! 🥺🙏 #ask #anon #hl #hl reprieve

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

🦊Being Inarizaki's Manager 🦊

Manager Has a Secret Partner

Inarizaki x Female Manager

Warnings: minor Swearing

AN: This is an Anon request! I'm doing a female manager with a male partner for this one just because I can imagine Atsumu just losing his ever loving mind 🤣

Please Like, Reblog and/or Share to help support my writing 🌠

First off, YN you owe them nothing 🗣

They all know this

Correction: everyone BUT Atsumu knows this

Sure they will be jealous but they will respect you

I think we all see why you don't want to tell anyone

I meam, look at what you deal with every single day YN 😮‍💨

It's exhausting

Plus you like to keep somethings to yourself

So when the Captain of the baseball team asks you out, you go

He's very much your type and very much not Atsumu 🤣

He doesn't mind keeping your relationship on the down low

You have alot of classes together which makes it easy to see each other

You have the same friend group so you eat together daily 😊

It's honestly a pretty awesome system

Now before you say anything, I think the third years might have an idea that you are dating someone

They can't be positive but at the same time, you are often the discussion of their daily chats 😅

"You really think YN is with someone?"- Aran

"I see her with the baseball captain all the time. I mean they never kiss or anything but still"- Michinari

"Well I mean it doesn't impact her job as our manager so does it really matter?"- Omimi

They all agree, it doesn't

However, "all" in this situation does not include the 2nd years 🙃

Please Atsumu flirts with you daily and you just wave him off

"Come on YN, just give in and go out with me already?"-

"Absolutely not"- you 😐

"YN come on! How awesome would it be for the manager to date the setter? Pretty freaking awesome"- Atsumu, hyping himself up

"I think it would be cool for YN to date the middle blocker"- Suna 😏

"YN should choose who she wants to date"- Atsumu

You 👉🏻🤨

"I'm pretty sure if you were the last man left on earth, YN would take her chances alone"- Osamu

Please you tow high five 🙏🏻

I know it's the prayer emoji but it's gonna be high five ok 🤣

Honestly your work as Inarizaki's Manager is so freaking exhausting 😓

So exhausting your boyfriend has started to notice

"Yn they are running you ragged"- your amazing bf

"Nah this is just how it goes. Besides, it's not the team that's running me, it's Atsumu"- you

"Do you want me to talk to him?"- your bf

You 👉🏻😅 no-

There is enough drama on the team, we don't need more ok 🤚🏻

However that's about to change 🙃

Because low and behold, it's your 6 month anniversary with your boyfriend

You've decided you're going to go out to eat after your practices end

Unfortunately for you, since you have an amazing boyfriend but also can't have nice things, he decides to surprise you by picking you up

Now to be clear, it's not that you don't want people to know about your relationship

It's simply EASIER for them to just not know 😅

However, you are YN and you are in my headcannons

Which means I get to make your life miserable 🙌🏻

You are filling up water bottles when you hear

"What the hell are you doing here?"- Atsumu, yelling at someone

You tighten the cap and rush out to sew your boyfriend squaring off the Atsumu

😃 crap-

"Bf name, what are you doing here?"- you

"I came to surprise you but it seems like someone wants to pick a fight"- your boyfriend

"You do realize baseball isn't a sport you play in a gym right? Or don't any of you have brains?"- Atsumu, mocking your boyfriend

"Enough Atsumu, stop! Ill be done with practice soon then we can go to dinner"- you, trying to gain control

"Go to dinner? What the hell YN? I've asked you to dinner no less than 10 times and you've always said no"- Atsumu

Please Osamu, Ginjima and Suna (with camera) have all gathered round 😅

Kita, Aran, Michinari and Omimi are all hanging back

You know- observing 👀

"Atsumu that's enough"- Kita

"You've been hitting on my girlfriend?"- your boyfriend now squaring off with Atsumu

"You bet I have- wait 🤨 girlfriend?"- Atsumu now looking at you

You 👉🏻👀😗🎶

"Yeah YN's been my girlfriend for 6 months now. She didn't want to tell you because she knew you'd pull this crap Atsumu"- your Boyfriend

By now, Atsumu is glaring at you 😑

You are just like 😱 would you look at the time ⌚️

Please Suna has moved to get a better angle 🤣

"YN are you really dating him? The badrba captain really?"- Atsumu, now being dramatic 🙄

The jig is up YN just admit it

"Yes Atsumu"- you, sighing in defeat

"*GASP* YN HOW COULD YOU?"- ATSUMU

"😐 you're making it a bigger deal than it is"- you

"HOW COULD YOU BETRAY ME LIKE THAT?"- Atsumu, now drastically crying

"God you are so dramatic"- Osamu rolling his eyes

"Who had YN for this week's betrayal bet?"- Ginjima

"I did!"- Aran raising his hand

"Damn I was sure it would have been Suna again"- Michinari

Atsumu is just standing 🧍‍♂️ there like 👁👄👁

"Oh please like we don't go through this all the time Atsumu"- you

"Yeah it's like a drama fest every day with you"- Omimi

"ME- YN IS THE ONE THAT BETRAYED US"- Atsumu

"No she didn't betray anyone"- Suna

Please your boyfriend is just standing 🧍‍♂️ there like 👉🏻 😃 this is the weirdest team ever, I gotta get YN out of this

"I'll be done in a few. Wanna wait here?"- you kissing your boyfriend cheek

"Sure"- him still confused

Please Atsumu will stare at him the entire time

You should know by now YN, managing Atsumu Inarizaki is never going to be easy 😅

#haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyu! #haikyu #haikyū!! #haikyu x reader #haikyu x female reader #haikyu x you #haikyu x y/n #inarizaki headcanons #inarizaki x reader #inarizaki x y/n #inarizaki manager #inarizaki #inarizaki x female reader #inarizaki x manager #inarizaki x you #miya atsumu #miya osamu #suna rinatro #ginjima hitoshi #kita shinsuke #akagi michinari #ren omimi #aran ojiro

[0nlythrowharrybeaux]

Young American - Part 5

FRIENDS, THIS IS A GOOD AND LONG ONE 😮‍💨😏 A little earlier than usual because I will be very busy this weekend, but I hope you like it! Thank you to all of you who read and interact, it means the world to me!

WC: 10.7k

Series Masterlist

Also on an unrelated note, I'm going to 2 more LOT show and was thinking of maybe doing a little merch giveaway? Perhaps a LOT soup tote? LMK if that would be something you're interested in if you were unable to attend any shows! ☺️

Warnings: Talks about Alzheimers, death, depression, cancer, blood, pain, tattooing

Y/N wasn’t really sure what to expect on Monday when she got to the shop in terms of her official friendship with Harry. Since Sunday was her “day off” she didn’t see Harry or even hear from him, but she still felt giddy and nervous as she got through her tasks quickly and eventually got to the drawing table. She had done herself up just a bit more in the makeup department, she always got a little more of a confidence boost when she did her make up. It wasn’t anything crazy, she just added a thin winged liner and a red lip tint with some gloss over it. It stood out a bit since she was just wearing a white tee tucked into her black, high-waisted jeans and her go-to checkered vans adorned her feet. Y/N kept telling herself that it was because she just felt good, she had a little bit of a pep in her step today, but all that flew out the window when she heard the back door of the shop open and she perked up, preparing to see Harry, he was always the first to arrive as she turned back when she heard the steps lead into the studio she was met with G.

“Oh, hey! You’re early!” She said with a smile as she stood and he scoffed.

“Early? It’s 9:30.” He said and she frowned.

“Is it?”

“Yeah.” He chuckled, “Got lost in the drawing, did you?” He asked and she smiled and nodded. She felt a little worried, Harry was never late, “Show me what you’re working on?” He asked and she guided him over. As she showed him the new designs they made some small talk about his grandparents anniversary party and he shared that he had also been out yesterday and was curious about the Halloween party she bit her lip for a second before speaking.

“Ummm, maybe we should go for a drink after work.” She said and he looked at her with some confusion.

“Well I can’t tonight. The boo-thing and I wanted to go see a movie, sorry.” He said.

“It’s cool, we can do tomorrow.” She assured and then the door opened again and in came Rosa, “She lives!” Y/N laughed and Rosa sighed.

“I’m so sorry! I got hella cross faded and it hit right before we were leaving to the party and I was vegged out and eventually just passed out. I texted Harry!” 

“You did not!” She laughed and then pulled out her phone to show proof and as she searched through her messages she frowned and her and G just giggled.

“OK, I thought about texting Harry.” She laughed in slight embarrassment with Y/N and G. They chatted a bit longer and then Vy came in and cheerfully greeted everyone as she rushed to set up for her appointment and shortly after Rosa headed off to open up the shop and Harry still wasn’t in. It was a slow morning for G so he gave her some pointers on some of the new designs she had made so that they could be more tattoo friendly and she took note and as they wrapped up that conversation he let out a big yawn.

“Well, I’m gonna make some coffee, want some?”

“Yeah, I’ll come with you.” Y/N smiled and they walked into the lounge and she started getting out the grounds and their mugs. Suddenly they heard the door open and in came Harry, sunglasses still on his face, his motorcycle helmet nestled in one arm as he ran his free hand through his thick, brown curls. He was wearing some distressed denim, the fit was loose on his legs and his broad shoulders were draped in a worn leather jacket. He was wearing one of his usual t-shirts underneath, but god did he look astounding.

“Hey G!” He greeted happily as he passed by and when he reached Y/N he gave her a little side hug, “Hey you.” He hummed lowly as he pressed his cheek into the top of her head.

“Hey.” She responded with a bashful smile, trying her best to will away the rosy color of the blood rushing up to her face. After a few short seconds of being in his embrace Harry pulled away and headed to the storage lockers to set his things down. When she looked over at G he was smirking at her and she rolled her eyes and continued with adding the coffee grounds to the filter.

“Can you add a little for me?” Harry asked.

“Yeah, of course.” She smiled up at him, “Long morning?” She asked and he sighed as he shrugged off his jacket.

“Yeah, on my way here I got a flat on the highway. I had to get towed to a gas station to fill up and well, you know how tow trucks take forever and charge like hell.” He explained and both she and G hummed in understanding, “But it’s all taken care of now, thankfully.” He said with a smile as he came up beside Y/N to grab his mug out of the cabinet.

“That’s good. Glad to hear you’re alright and everything worked out.” G said and Y/N nodded along in agreement.

“Thanks.” He responded and then he turned to Y/N, “You look extra dolled up today.” He acknowledged her extra effort.

“Oh yeah? Just… felt like switching it up a little.” She shrugged nonchalantly, but internally she was happy that he had noticed. 

“Well, you look good.” He said more quietly, probably feeling a little bit timid since G was in there with them, but it surprised her that his presence didn’t deter him from complimenting her at all. 

“Oh! Ummm, thanks.”  She smiled at him again and Harry smiled timidly at her and she could see G grinning from her peripherals. 

“Did you already talk to Rosa?” He asked with a grin as he leaned against the counter as she started up the coffeemaker.

  “Oh my god, yes!” Y/N giggled and Harry shook his head from side to side.

“At least we know she’s alive. She was in a proper state yesterday.” Harry disclosed and she giggled.

“I can only imagine.” Y/N hummed and she looked to G who was texting fiercely on his phone. She was just waiting for her phone to ding with a longwinded message.

“Speaking of the devil.” Harry grinned as Rosa walked in and she rolled her eyes with a grin on her face, “Morning.”

“Good morning, Harry. Ummm, do you have a minute? Someone is asking for you up front.” She said and he nodded and left with Rosa. 

“OK, I cancelled the movie we’re going for drinks tonight.” He said and and she laughed softly and shook her head.

“It’s cool, it can wait.”

“Maybe it can, but I can’t. I need to know what is going on there.” He said quietly.

“Nothing. We’re friends now.” She shrugged.

“Bull! You hooked up.” He said more quietly and she shook her head.

“Really we didn’t!” He studied her face with squinted eyes, “Ughhh, we’re going to lunch then. I literally cannot wait to hear it all.” He said to her and she giggled.

“OK, lunch.” She agreed.

************

G could not stop smiling as Y/N told him about her time spent at the Halloween party with Harry. It was good that she and Harry were able to put their differences aside and have fun together. He was starting to grow a soft spot for him as she talked about how funny and sweet he was. 

“-and then Vy took us up to the guest room so that I could go to the bathroom without waiting in the long ass line and we just stayed up there talking.”

“Talking you say?”

“Yeah, just talking, and drinking of course, but ummm… he was just really bummed about how we had gotten off on the wrong foot-”

“Still?”

“Yeah, he was so apologetic! And you know, I was letting him know that it was OK and we watched a rom-com turned drinking game…Well, I let him think I was drinking too but I just hate taking Ubers alone if I’m drunk and well he asked if we were friends and I told him that I think we are and he got really happy about that. You should’ve seen how pretty his smile was, I swear my heart grew five sizes just seeing him beaming like that.” She pouted with affection and G cooed, “Then it was just time to go and well, he had driven himself and didn’t want to leave his car so he let me drive his car-”

“The Ferrari?” He asked with shock and Y/N nodded.

“He was so drunk, I thought he was joking! But then he was like I swear I trust you and he wanted to go home so I agreed to drive him. Then he like passed out and I have no idea where he lives, so I had to take him to mine and he stayed the night.” She shrugged, leaving out the part where they shared the bed, “He stayed for breakfast and then left for the shop and that was it.” She said.

“And he remembers all of this?” G asked and she nodded.

“Yeah, he ummm, he checked in the next morning and apologized if he was a handful or whatever, which I assured him he wasn’t and yeah.”

“How do you feel about all of this?” He asked and she shrugged and smiled.

“Good? I mean, he’s literally the sweetest person ever and he’s really proven himself to like, makeup for the beginning.”

“Well, I’m glad you guys are good now because now I can say how fucking good he looked when he came in today. Not really the type I go for but damn.” G said with arched eyebrows and Y/N giggled with warmth in her cheeks.

“Yeah, he did. Didn’t he?” She said giddily before taking her lip between her teeth.

“He was totally flirting with you, by the way. This morning.” G pointed out and her cheeks felt warm all over again as he recalled this detail and recounted it to her.

“Oh my god…he was just being nice.” She waved it off.

“Sure, sure… I might be into guys but I’m not blind. Flirting is flirting in any sexual orientation.” He said pointedly and she rolled her eyes. 

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The rest of the afternoon was pretty quiet. Y/N was just doing some inventory in the supply closet while everyone else wither worked on their clients or on new designs. She was in the middle of counting the boxes of gloves when suddenly Harry came looking extremely irritated and she jumped a bit at his surprise intrusion.

“Sorry, I just need a moment.” He huffed.

“Alright. Do you want me to go?” She asked him as she set her clipboard down on the nearest surface.

“No. Stay.” He insisted, searching her eyes and she nodded as he looked down to the ground and took slow, calming breaths, but his hands were balled up in fists at his sides. She tentatively reached for one of his hands and he unclenched it, allowing her to take it and she just squeezed gently. He looked back into her eyes and she could see that he was so upset that it looked like he was going to cry.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” She asked gently and he exhaled through his nose.

“Well, first the whole thing with the tow truck. I mean, it was an expense I wasn’t expecting to make and rent is due on Friday.” He explained, he was clearly stressed out about it, “And now, I got a call from the company that’s shipping over my things and they lost some really priceless art that I had. Stuff my grandfather had painted. They’ve been searching but still haven’t been able to track where it went.” He said and paused, that seemed to be what really was upsetting him, he exhaled shakily and she squeezed his hand again, “That’s all I had left of his.” He explained with tearful eyes.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, Harry.” She said compassionately, her hand trailed up his arm from his hand and she smoothed over his bicep gently, “That’s super shitty.”

“Yeah. Fuck…I’m so angry I can’t even see straight…ughhh!” He groaned and she frowned and just hugged him. He stayed frozen for a second before he hugged her back. They were quiet for a few moments.

“Want to take a little walk? Get some fresh air?” She asked and he nodded against her, “OK, C’mon.” She said softly as she rubbed at his back before letting go. They headed out through the back entrance and he groaned again when he saw that his bike had a flat again.

“For fuck’s sake!” He exclaimed and sighed as he bent down to inspect the damage.

“Gosh, today is just not your day…” She said and he shook his head.

“Yeah, tell me about it.” He mumbled.

“Well look, one of my aunt’s friends is a mechanic, has his own shop and all. He does his own towing and I think he does tires too. I can call her and see if they can get this sorted out for you?” She offered and he turned to her.

“Do you know how much that might be?”

“Not sure, but cheaper. He never charges us if we need towing, being family friends and all. Or if he can’t work on what you need he can at least refer you to someone who will give you a good deal?” She said and he sighed. Harry hated feeling helpless and limited in what he could do. Things had been better, but he hadn’t replenished his savings enough to be able to deal with an unforeseen circumstance like this twice in one day.

“Yeah, please. Anything would help at this point.” He said and she nodded.

“I’ll call her now. Maybe if they come soon you’ll have it before the end of the day?” She said and he nodded, “OK, let me go get my phone.” She said and rushed back inside. She came back out and they started walking out of the lot with him at her side as she called her aunt and explained the situation. She was more than willing to give their friend, Andrew, a call and soon she hung up as they reached the corner of the street and they lingered there for a moment.

“Thank you.” He said and she smiled.

“I’m glad I could help with at least one thing.” She responded, “You wanna talk about the paintings?” She asked and he nodded.

“My grandfather and I were close. He was into art and that’s how I started to draw and paint.” He explained, “It was something we did together when I was growing up and when I told my mum that I was not going to continue in college to pursue tattooing he was… surprisingly supportive.” He smiled as he looked to her and she smiled.

“That’s sweet!” She hummed and he nodded, his dimple carved into his cheek and it made her swoon with endearment.

“Yeah, I was surprised but he believed in me, you know? Shortly before I started my apprenticeship with Eddie he was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s.” He explained and she frowned, “It was hard for my nan to look after him on her own and my mum could only help so much with work and all. Like we helped how we could but it was really hard when he’d have bad days, so eventually she got him into an assisted living home but that just really accelerated his deterioration. I would visit every week and we would paint together. He didn’t remember me as his grandson, just as the kid who would come paint with him. Those were the paintings they lost.” He said and Y/N frowned.

“I’m so sorry, Harry. I’m sure they’ll turn up.” She said hopefully and he sighed.

“I hope they do. They mean a lot to me.” 

“Yeah, I can see why. Did he ever get to see you tattoo?” She asked and he smiled and nodded.

“Yeah. He had these few weeks where he was just super lucid, like right before the final crash,” he explained and she nodded for him to go on, “and he wanted a tattoo from me. That was the first official tattoo I gave. He paid me and everything.” He chuckled and looked at the ground as he shared the story with her. It brought tears to her eyes because this one hit close to home because the reason she wanted to tattoo was her aunt, Julie, a cancer survivor and so close to being in remission right now. There was a point in time where they weren’t sure if she would make it, but she had always said that she wanted Y/N to tattoo her before she died and Y/N intended on making good on her promise.

“Awww, Harry, that’s so cute.” She sniffled and he looked over at her when he heard her sniffle.

“Oh, don’t cry!” He pouted and she giggled and swiped at her eye to wipe her tears, “You’ve ruined your eyeliner.” He tutted, looking between her eyes with a small smile and she huffed, “Here, I got it, love.” He said softly as he leaned closer to her face and just swiped the wings away with a little rubbing of his thumbs. She felt her heart pounding hard in her chest as his eyes focused intently on her face to ensure that nothing else was out of place. She did everything to withstand the temptation of looking at his lips, “There. Sorry for making you cry and ruin your pretty makeup.” He hummed before pulling his hands away.

“It’s fine.” She giggled with a shake of her head and he smiled, “What did you tattoo on your grandpa?” She asked.

“A portrait of my grandmother from their wedding day.” He said and Y/N smiled.

“That’s so sweet.”

“Yeah, he was a romantic. He was so in love with her and always went above and beyond for her.” He recalled, “I don’t know, I just really looked up to him and he meant a lot to me, you know?” He asked and she nodded.

“You’ll see, they’ll turn up, Harry.” She spoke with certainty and he chuckled as he looked to the ground as he shook his head, “What?” She giggled.

“You always speak in absolutes. Like you’re just so sure of everything.” He pointed out.

“It’s manifestation 101!” She grinned and he chuckled.

“Hmmm, do you find that things usually go your way?” He asked and she shrugged.

“I’d say so? At least most of the time I feel like I get my way.” She pondered on it for another moment, “I’ll continue manifesting that they find your paintings.”

“Please and thank you.” He said lowly and a moment of silence passed between them, “And thank you for listening to me. I know that none of this stuff really concerns you but I feel better when I talk to you. So thanks for just being here, I guess.”

“Anytime, Harry. What else are friends for?” She asked with a smile and he smiled back. Just then her phone rang and she saw it was her aunt, “It’s my aunt!” She said and answered right away. She informed Y/N that Andrew was on his way to the shop to get Harry’s motorcycle and to just keep an eye on her phone because he’d call her when he arrived. She agreed and with that they made the short walk back to the shop. It was only 30 minutes later that Y/N was rushing over to Harry that Andrew was out back and they went over to meet him. 

Harry handed over the the motorcycle keys and Andrew mounted it not he tow truck and got Harry’s number and let him know that he wasn’t too sure if they had the exact tires for his bike, but he would check and let him know. He said he’d also ask any neighboring shops if they had any in their inventory if he didn’t have it, if not he’d have to order one. Harry nodded and in a moment that Y/N went off to grab Andrew a water from inside he nervously brought up to him his concern about the cost.

“So ummm, do you know about how much this’ll be? Things have been a bit slow for me as I’m new in town and I’m just a little strapped for cash.” He confessed in slight embarrassment, “Or we could do like a payment plan if you’re open to that, or-”

“Don’t worry about it, kid. It’s just a freaking tire.” Andrew said with a steadfast smile.

“A-are you sure?” Harry asked Andrew nodded.

“Yeah, man. We’re good.” Andrew confirmed with a nod and Harry thanked him profusely until he took off. 

He and Y/N did a few tattoos after that and it was around 6:30pm when Andrew called Harry and let him know that he didn’t have any tires that fit his bike in his shop, but that a buddy of his could get his delivery guy to send one over the next day and that he could have the bike ready for pickup by closing time the following day and Harry assured him that was fine and that if he ever wanted to get tattooed he was more than welcome to ask for him, that was the only thing he could really offer him and Andrew said very happily that he might actually take him up on that offer at some point and with that they were squared away. It was closing time and they were all tearing down for the day and before she got to cleaning Y/N came up to Harry.

“Hey, what did Andrew tell you?”

“It’ll be ready tomorrow by closing, he couldn’t get a tire today.” He explained.

“Oh OK, that’s good. Do you need a ride home? Save you a couple bucks on an uber or something.” She offered.

“Ummm, if it’s not a bother that’d be great.” He said and she nodded.

“You got it. Let me just finish cleaning up real quick.” She said and he started helping her sweep as she disinfected the chairs and stations. 

Slowly everyone else started filtering out, calling out their goodbyes. She and Harry only stayed over about 15 minutes after everyone else and they soon were heading out to her car. He settled in and once again, that scent of hers just overwhelmed him completely, it took him over in the best way. It was sweet and fruity and completely intoxicating. As soon as the car switched on her radio started blasting Bon Iver and she rushed to turn it down and he chuckled.

“Jeez, sorry.” She giggled, “I have car concerts so that I don’t get road rage.” She explained.

“It’s cool.” He assured, “That’s me, too.” He chuckled, “I like Bon Iver too, they’re good.” He smiled.

“Sick.” She responded as she waited for her engine to warm up a bit. He was subtly looking around the space and then spoke up.

“You know, this is the cleanest girl’s car I have ever been in.” He pointed out as he looked around.

“Oh really?” She smiled with pride.

“Yeah. Usually they’ve got a mess in the boot and like a whole wardrobe in the back seat and like there’s always like fifty half drunken water bottles for some reason but you can hear a giant Hydroflask clanking around somewhere, though?” He questioned and she laughed loudly, her eyes watering with happy tears. She definitely had friends with that issue, he laughed along with her, he loved her laugh, it was probably one of his favorite sounds. “I mean that can’t be good for the environment, can it?” He posed the question through a giggle and she nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, I don’t know the logic behind that but I do know some people with that issue.” She disclosed as her laughter dwindled into a breathy chuckle.

“Yeah, that’s my sister Or at least it was before she had kids.” He said and she grinned before she bit down her lip and looked over to him.

“Are you guys close?” She asked and he nodded.

“Yeah, pretty close.” He confirmed and then sighed.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you or-”

“Oh no, it’s OK. I just forget that I’m so far away from them sometimes.” He explained and then smiled up at her, “W-would you like to stay over for dinner? I can order something in? Obviously on me, as like a thank you for all your help today.” He offered and she smiled at him.

“Ummm, yeah. That’d be nice. I’d really like that.” She accepted and he looked out the window and exhaled, as if he had been nervous to ask her, and it made her smile, “Let me just text my aunt real quick and then you can tell me where to go.” She said and he nodded. 

After a few moments they were taking off and he was directing her towards his apartment. It was about a twenty minute drive to his place and about ten minutes of driving around the block and joking that the food would arrive before she found a parking spot on his street. Finally, someone left and she quickly fit her car into the spot and cheered excitedly at finally finding somewhere to park. It was around the corner to his building so he took advantage of the walk to call and order their dinner and soon they were going up to his floor in the elevator. 

His building wasn’t all that new looking, but it was still nice and it looked like it had been remodeled inside. Harry also explained that his apartment had been upgraded, so he had some of the newer features and an in-unit washer and dryer which he was extremely grateful for. He pulled out his keys and let them inside before he flicked on the lights at the entrance. She immediately looked around and saw that he still had some boxes up against a wall and packages. He had been here for months already and the place still didn’t really look lived in, it looked like he had arrived a week before and it made her a bit sad for him. It did smell really good and relaxing though and it was very clean, which she was not shocked at, but it was still nice to see that since most guys living on their own tended to be a little messy and gross in her experience. He slipped out of his shoes so she did the same and followed him further in.

“Do you want water or wine?” He asked as he switched on the kitchen lights.

“What are you having?”

“Just water for now.”

“OK, same.” She agreed and he went ahead and served her a glass. She saw that he had no dining table in the spot that was presumably the “dining area". He had a couch though, it was big and velvety, so it looked comfortable. He also had a TV and coffee table before the couch and a rug underneath the coffee table and bordering the couch legs.

“I know this place is a state.” He said lowly as he came up beside her and she smiled up at him.

“I mean, you’ve only been here like four months.” She teased and he grinned and shook his head.

“Hey, in all fairness I do own more furniture, just building it is a bitch.” He excused, “Like my dining table is in there.” He said pointing to one of the larger boxes against the wall. “I built two chairs and just gave up on the other two.” He explained, “It’s hard doing it alone.” He explained and she bit her lip and looked up at him.

“I can help you if you want?” She offered, “I’m quite good with the Ikea furniture.” She smiled.

“Nah, I can figure it out. You’re my guest tonight, not my builder.” He said.

“You sure? I’m certain we can have it done by the time the food comes.” She said and he looked at her skeptically.

“I don’t know, but lets try.” He said and she smiled and he soon brought over a blade to open the boxes and his tool box. She didn’t know she needed to see him carrying a toolbox until he was coming over with it from down the hall that presumably led to his bedroom. They opened up the box and she glanced at the instructions as he set out the parts in the right places.

“Cool! Now that we’re organized, the rest is common sense.” She assured and he chuckled as they started working. There were definitely mistakes and plenty of laughter as they figured this out, but when his intercom buzzed indicating that the food had arrived they were just about to screw in the last leg of the table, “See!” She exclaimed with an uppish grin and he chuckled, “Just hold it for a second so I can screw it in while you grab the food.” He nodded and after a few moments he was dashing out of his apartment to find the delivery person and she was fastening in the final screws for the table. 

When Harry came back the table was right side up and she was smiling to herself as she wiped it down with a rag she had found in the kitchen. It made his heart flutter in his chest and he just wanted to set the food down, go up to her and take her pretty face in his hands and give her a big smooch on the lips, but he refrained from it and just set the food down on the kitchen counter before heading into the cabinet.

“Now I have an excuse to use my plates and cutlery.” He said and she looked to him in some astonishment.

“Ummm, what’ve you been eating out of?” She asked in bewilderment.

“Just disposable plates or like the takeout containers if I’ve order in.” He responded nonchalantly, as if it were the most obvious thing.

Y/N wasn’t sure what about this made her heart hurt a bit more, but she felt so sad for him. She was a firm believer in the need to do nice things for yourself, especially when you’re feeling down. Break out of the routine and not opt for convenience every time, show yourself you’re worth the effort through the little things. And in his case, well she wasn’t an expert but she could see that Harry was a bit depressed. The evidence was all around her. He hadn’t bothered to make this place feel like home yet and it really showed in the way he was living. He was surely having a hard time adjusting to the move, he hadn’t settled in and it was super obvious to her that it wasn’t just because he “didn’t have help” as he’d said before. It was apparent to her that he actually wasn’t bothered to get help with any of this.

“Harry, can I ask you something?” She said as she came over to the kitchen where he was quite literally opening up the brand new box his dinnerware was packaged in.

“Ummm, sure.” He said looking at her with a quizzical smile.

“You can tell me to go fuck myself if I’m overstepping, but ummm, are you…regretful of moving out here?” She asked and he frowned a little at her question, “Like it’s just that you’ve been here for four months and it looks like you’ve just arrived a week ago…” she explained and he did feel a bit offended and was about to tell her to just leave it but then she continued, “and it just… makes me sad that maybe you feel like you can’t make this place your home. Like, I don’t know, like I’ve seen who you are as a person and then I see your space and it doesn’t align.” She said with a confused pout, “It’s like…void of all of the warmth and loveliness that you exude as a person. It’s like there’s no joy here, I guess, and it looks like you just haven’t adjusted well is what I’m trying to say.” She finished as she twisted her fingers nervously together and he sighed, “Sorry, if I umm-”

“No, you’re completely right.” He interrupted her with a frown etching into his expression, “I haven’t adjusted well. And I just don’t have the motivation to just…do it. Do all this. It feel overwhelming.” He shared and she nodded as she listened, “I’m not going to lie to you, it’s been…” he sighed, “It’s been really hard to make this feel like home and I don’t know if it will ever really feel like it.” He said morosely and she pouted. In all reality that’s why he liked being out of his apartment as much as possible; he went to pilates at 6:30 almost every morning and didn’t come back until after the shop closed, he didn’t like being here. It didn’t feel like a home, not in the slightest. There was no warmth, no comfort, no safety.

“Harry, I don’t like that.” Y/N said worriedly, “Is there something that would help? I mean, I just don’t like the idea of you feeling like you don’t have a place to call home. Where you can feel comfortable and safe and relaxed.” She said, “Happy even.” She added, her voice soft and sincere. He would eat her up with kisses if he could, she was too sweet.

“I don’t know, I just think I need to like set everything up, start making it my space, you know? Make memories here and all that. Like actually live here, not just come sleep here.” He said and she nodded.

“Yeah, that’s a great start. How about this? I help you out with setting everything else up and you can do a little housewarming dinner for your friends. Well those of us from the shop and maybe any neighbors or people you know out here?” She suggested.

“Yeah, s’just you guys…” he said with a timid smile.

“Well we’re excellent company. Think about it, you can use your dinnerware-” he laughed at that, “and you can get little gifts or gift cards from everyone so that you can buy more stuff to make this place more homey and we can play games!” She said with a smile and he bit his lip and nodded.

“Yeah, I think I’d like that.” He said softly and she smiled.

“Yeah?” She asked again and he just looked into her eyes.

“Yeah.” He confirmed, and I really, really like you too, is what he wanted to tag in at the end.

“OK! Again, I can help you with getting everything finished up and even organize it if you want!” She said with a big smile and God was she making it so hard for him not to kiss her.

“Yeah, you’re the pro here.” He chuckled.

“OK. I’m gonna shut up now and we can eat.” She said.

Harry smiled and continued opening the box of plates as she opened up the take out containers their Italian food had come in. Everything smelled delicious and he was quick to rinse and dry the plates before handing them over to her to serve the food on them. He opened up the cutlery and rinsed those as well before handing her forks for them to use.They went over to the table to have dinner and used some of the complex’s newsletters as placemats to not stain the table. He brought out the wine and they ate and talked comfortably. He was really glad he had asked her over, it already felt a little more like his home. He washed the plates as she dried them off after they ate and they finished building the last two chairs of his dining table set as a TV show played in the background. It was near midnight when they finished doing that and they had consumed half the bottle of wine too. She was slumped against the wall and let out a big yawn, which he imitated.

“Can I use your bathroom?” She asked and he nodded.

“It’s in the bedroom, which is straight down the hall.” He said pointing to it and she nodded and stood with a groan and she stretched really quick before she started padding over, “And don’t psychoanalyze my bedroom, I’m well aware that it’s really depressing!” He called out after her and she laughed loudly as she headed into the dark room.

“Where’s the light?” She called out and he chuckled as he stood up and went down the hall and into his bedroom, “Behind you.” He said as he came into the dark space, but he was familiar enough with it that he went over to the bedside and switched on the lamp he had up there.

“Thank you.” She said and he nodded.

“And the light in the ceiling lamp just went out yesterday, I have to go buy a new one. I promise I’m not wallowing in darkness.” He said and she grinned.

“Oh shut up…” she mumbled and he sniggered as he let her head into the bathroom as he walked out of the bedroom and started stacking up the boxes that they had opened up. She came back out a few moments later, “Want me to help you take these to the dumpster?” She asked.

“Nah, I got it. There’s a chute down the hall.” He assured and she nodded.

“Harry, I’m sorry if I made you feel bad with anything that I said before. I didn’t want to hurt your feelings, I just…well, I…care about you and want you to feel good about your decision to come all this way and t-” she froze as he grabbed her face in his hands, they were just centimeters apart. Y/N felt her heart pounding in her chest, making breathing oxygen a chore and for her stomach to flip with a whirlwind of butterflies. She looked up into his eyes, glancing between them quietly.

“I know, love. Thank you for caring about me.” He spoke so quietly, as if there were others listening in but message was exclusively for her, “Especially after everything I’ve put you through-”

“Harry-”

“I know. I know that you’re over it. I just can’t get over how you do that.”

“Do what?”

“Just…” he sighed, “Make everything better.” He said softly and she bit her lip and he mirrored her actions. He wanted to kiss her and bite on her lip and just make her feel good, as good as she made him feel, but in the best ways he knew how. She watched his eyes trail down to her lips and she decided to let her hands hug around his waist, making sure that she didn’t push him closer in case she was reading this tension all wrong, but she also wanted him to know that she was OK with this. He pressed his forehead against hers. He was mentally counting down from 5 before he just did it and kissed her, but suddenly her phone started blaring loudly and they both jumped slightly in response to the loud sound and he let her go so that she could grab it from the floor, the screen said Aunt Julie, so it was important that she answer it.

“Hello?” She answered, “Yeah, still here. Oh OK, I’ll head over right away.” She said softly, “Love you, bye.” She said before hanging up.

“Is everything OK?” He asked her in concern.

“Yeah, she just got really sick to her stomach and it really takes it out of her after all her chemo.” She explained and he frowned, “We can talk about it another time.” She sighed and he nodded.

“OK. Well, let me know if you need anything?” She nodded in acceptance.

“You too. Ummm, do you want me to pick you up tomorrow? So that you can just take your bike home after?”

“If it’s not too much of a hassle.” He said and she smiled.

“It’s not, don’t worry. I’ll text you, OK?”

“Yeah and ummm, thank you for helping me with all of this.” He said a little bashfully and she smiled a bit wider now.

“Anytime, Harry.”

“OK.” He chuckled and with that he let her out and she assured him that she could get down to her car just fine but he insisted on walking her all the way there. He could tell that she felt a little bit worried, but he didn’t press her for details as she agreed they could talk about this another time and so he just hugged her goodbye and waited until she was down the street before he headed back to his building.

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Y/N had a long night, but thankfully her aunt was feeling better in the morning and she was able to pick Harry up as planned. He didn’t press her to talk about what happened after she left his place, which she was grateful for. He did talk about the proposed housewarming dinner though, which was a good distraction, he wondered if maybe doing it as a “friends-giving” type of thing would be convenient and she was really excited over the prospect of that.

Y/N had a busy day ahead of her, she would be tattooing two people in the morning and then another in the afternoon from her new designs. Harry had Ria and their sister coming back at around 11:30, so he wouldn’t be able to sit through her tattoos, but Auree was more than willing to make herself available to pop in and see how Y/N was trucking along. Everyone was really excited for her and kept giving her a dew encouragements as the time for her first client approached.

“Which ones are you gonna do today?” Harry asked as he came over to where she was creating the stencil for her first design of the day.

“Gonna do these poppies as a filler on some guy’s sleeve.” She said and he hummed, “Then the second is the leopard with the heart spots.”

“OK nice.”

“And the final one is the little finger gun one with the heart-shaped smoke at the end.” She said with a smile.

“That one’s cool.” He smiled and she grinned as she continued working.

“Yeah, really liked that one too.” She said.

“I like that tiger you did too.”

“Same! But no one has inquired about it.” She said looking to him almost in disbelief, “I thought that it would appeal more to the men, but maybe I was wrong.” She shrugged.

“They don’t know what’s good for them.” He said and she smiled. Harry really liked her design and he decided that he would claim it for himself. He moseyed his way to the front office where Rosa was checking the rest of the bookings for the day.

“Hey Harry, what’s up?” She asked without looking away from the screen.

“I wanted to get an appointment for a tattoo.” He said and she glanced up at him with a playful smile.

“Well sir, we are pretty booked up until the late afternoon.” She said jokingly with raised eyebrows and he chuckled.

“I’m serious.” He said and her amused smile dropped, “That tiger Y/N did is fucking sick and no one has claimed it so I’ll claim it before someone else does.” He said and she smiled again.

“Awww, supporting your mentee.” She cooed and he chuckled and nodded.

“Exactly.” He confirmed, “So what slots are available?”

“Well sir,” she said playing along again, “we have 5pm or 7pm available for Y/N. Tomorrow we have 11am, 2pm, or 5pm.”  She said and he hummed pensively.

“Hmmm, I think I’ll take the 7pm today.” He said and she grinned and nodded.

“Perfect, I’ll put you on the schedule.” She giggled and he grinned.

“Great. Thanks, Rosa.” He thanked her and walked back to the studio. He finished setting up for his appointment with Ria and then got to working on the stencil. 

Harry was excited for his appointment with Y/N though. All day, he thought about the placement he wanted for this tattoo, he roughly knew the size of it, but the more he thought about it the more he decided that he wanted to speak to her about it first and see what she had envisioned for it when she drew it. Around 2:30 in the afternoon Andrew called him that his motorcycle was ready and Y/N drove him over, it wasn’t too far from the shop and after he came back from that, the day escaped him. Now he was cleaning up his station after a walk-in, it was about his tattoo time. Rosa came to the back and smirked at Harry before she went up to Y/N to inform her she had one last tattoo for the day.

“Oh cool, is it a walk-in?” She asked.

“No, it’s an appointment for one of the new designs.” Rosa informed.

“Sick, which one?”

“The tiger.” She smiled.

“Oh my god, no way! I was so excited for that one!” She said to Rosa .

“Yeah, the client too.” She grinned.

“Oh OK, are they here already?” She asked with an eager smile and Harry smiled to himself as he disposed of the paper towels he had been using to clean his needles with in the garbage can.

“Yeah, he’s here.” Rosa said again with a grin as she saw Harry coming over quietly.

“What is this little grin about?” Y/N asked with a nervous giggle and just then Harry came up and rested his arm on her shoulder, “Harry, someone made an appointment for the tiger!” She said glancing up at him excitedly.

“Oh yeah?” He asked with a smirk and she narrowed her eyes at him.

“Why are you both acting weird?” She asked them.

“Y/N, meet your client, Harry.” Rosa giggled and Y/N’s jaw dropped open.

“Stop playing.” She scoffed as she shoved him away playfully.

“I’m not!” He insisted with a chuckle.

“Harry. Stop.”

“I told you I really liked the design.” He said sincerely.

“What’s going on here?” Vy asked as she came up.

“Harry wants Y/N to tattoo him.” Rosa grinned and Vy smirked at Harry.

“Oh really?” Vy said and Harry rolled his lips together for a moment and Vy raised her eyebrows at him.

“Harry, no way! What if I fuck it up?” She sighed and he shook his head.

“You won’t.” He assured, “I mean, I’ve trained you, haven’t I?” He asked with a mildly cocky grin and she giggled, “And if you do happen to mess up, any one of us can figure something out.” He said and she sighed and rolled her eyes.

“Can we have a moment?” Y/N asked Rosa and Vy.

“G needs to hear about this.” Rosa said walking off and Vy giggled as she trailed after Rosa and Y/N looked up at Harry’s eyes.

“Harry, seriously?” She asked with a small and disbelieving frown and he nodded, “God, now I’m nervous.” She huffed with anxiety and he chuckled lowly.

“Why though? It’s just me.” He said simply. He wanted to reach out and caress her cheek with his thumb, it was tempting.

“Exactly! You’re you!” She giggled.

“And you’re you. And you’re fucking good and I want your art on my body.” He said pointedly and she felt her heart pounding erratically in her chest. Just the way he said it made butterflies swarm through her stomach and it made her want to just kiss his pretty pink lips. Suddenly Auree and G were returning with Vy and Rosa to catch up on this little spark of excitement to the day.

“Are you sure?” She asked.

“Of course!” He smiled confidently.

“Jesus, OK.” She exhaled with a timid smile and everyone cheered as she agreed to tattoo Harry, “Let me just go to the bathroom real quick and we can get started.” He nodded and she rushed off. She was nervous out of her mind and as soon as she exited the bathroom G was waiting for her with a grin.

“He so likes you!” He smirked and she rolled her eyes.

“Oh my god, no.”

“He does. And well, if you think of it, this is a little cathartic after everything he put you through you can give him a little pain as payback. It’s cute, really.” He said and she shoved him off playfully. 

“You’re so annoying.” She mumbled under her breath as she came back to her station where everyone was standing around chatting with Harry, “Now, I don’t want anyone hovering because I’m nervous enough as it is!” She announced with a nervous laugh and they all grumbled against it, “Please, guys! It’s too much pressure.” She whined in an exaggerated manner and they chuckled, but agreed to just give her space to do her thing. Harry was happy about that though because he just wanted it to be them. If his apartment was properly set up he would have asked her to do it at his place, but alas it wasn’t ready yet so this would have to do for now. Everyone went about their business, stealing glances of them, but not intruding as she had requested. “Do you know where you want it?” She asked him quietly as she spared him a glance.

“Where did you intend for it to go when you designed it?” He asked and she sighed.

“Harry…” she whined and he chuckled.

“What? I want to consider your artistic vision for it. If I hate that I’ll tell you where I was thinking of putting it.” He bargained.

“Fine.” She said, “Come see the size again.” She said and he followed her to the drawing tables and she showed him the tracing she had done of it. It was the biggest one she had done for her new designs. It went a little over a medium size but Auree was cool with it when she had reviewed them, “Is that size good?”

“Yeah. Now where did you envision it when you designed it?” He asked.

“I was really thinking that it would look really cute on an ass cheek.” She said in the most serious tone she could and they both looked at each other before they burst out laughing and he shook his head as she knocked her head back like she usually did when she laughed and clutched at her stomach as she caught her breath, “Ah, I’m funny.” She exhaled and he giggled.

“Yeah, fucking comical. Now seriously tell me.”

“I was thinking upper thigh.” She said and glanced up at him, “What do you think about that?” She asked him.

“Ummm, I was thinking upper thigh too actually.” He said more quietly.

“Sick, we’re in cahoots.” She smiled, “OK, so let me make the stencil, did you want me to shave your thigh for you - like full client experience? Or can you do it yourself?” She asked and he chuckled.

“I can do it. You just finish that up.” He said and she nodded. It took her about 20 minutes to get the stencil ready and she let him look it over once more before got his pants down and got comfy on the chair, she glanced up at him and he gave her a reassuring nod before she laid the stencil down and pressed it against his thigh. It was thick and muscular and she had a primal urge to just get down there and sink her teeth into it and leave a hickey on it; mark it as hers. In a way, she kind of was marking it at hers. Her art was gonna live on it for the rest of his life. She glanced up at him once again and swallowed thickly.

“Are you sure about this? It’s pretty permanent.” She said lowly.

“I’m absolutely sure.” He smiled with certainty and she smiled at him again before getting the machine and getting comfortable on the stool. 

His pants were rolled down to his ankles and he felt a tiny bit exposed but he didn’t care, the prettiest girl in the world was about to ink her mark into his skin and he wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in the world right now. His spine tingled in excitement as she switched on the machine, he loved getting tattooed and he couldn’t wait for it to be her doing it to him. He watched her for just a moment and then she bit her lip nervously before glancing up into his eyes, his tummy fluttered in excitement and a heat started building inside of him at that innocent little gleam in her eyes.

“Ready?” She asked softly and he nodded almost robotically, “OK.” She whispered before licking over her lips and then focusing on the tiger stenciled into his skin and then she got to work.

She was quiet the first few minutes, really concentrating on getting the outline of it done and then she got to talking with him about his favorite tattoos and they had been at it for about half an hour before she finally asked him why he wanted the tattoo and he was honest, he just really liked it and she smiled at that.

“But I want you to promise me something.” He said and she hummed, urging him to go on, “You’re gonna shelf this design. I want it to be a one of a kind.” He said and she smiled as she continued working.

“I’ll think about it.” 

“Come on, years down the line when you’re a seasoned artist and they feature you on some TV show or Inked magazine this’ll be like a seminal piece that you did and you just never replicated it again because it was a special piece.” He said and she hummed.

“And what makes it so special?” She asked with a grin and he smiled.

“You’re doing it on me.” He offered an explanation and she grinned wider, “Not because I’m all that special,” he added in, “but because you’re so special that I wanted one of your first tattoos.” He explained and she smiled more tenderly at that, “But also because I don’t want people to copy it, I want something that’s uniquely yours, you know?” He asked and she fought her smile of giddiness as best as she could, but he noticed it and he was happy that he had made her feel giddy over that. 

They took a little break around the hour mark because her hand was getting a little sore, after all it was her first bigger piece and she worked more slowly than the rest of them. During that time everyone else came to check out the progress and with great reason praised her about it. The shop was dead, no one had come in during the time she started and now, so Auree just said they could close up early, there had been plenty of appointments and a good number of walk-ins to make up for an early closure. This made Harry even more excited because it really would just be them. G and Rosa lingered a little bit after they started up again and then left after about half an hour of chatting and looking on from afar. 

“So what got you into tattooing?” Harry asked and she smiled.

“My aunt Julie, she’s got like full sleeves.” She explained, “As a kid I just found it so cool.” Y/N explained, “I got into drawing and painting and she told me that she would want to get one of my drawings or paintings tattooed on her. She was always kind of the black sheep of the family, but we were always close.” She said and he hummed, “Wait. You’re not in pain?” She asked out of nowhere since she had started on the final finer details.

“I mean yeah, but I don’t mind it. I enjoy getting tattooed.” He said and she smiled and continued.

“OK, well we were always close and I was around 16 when she got diagnosed with breast cancer. It wasn’t good and she’s been fighting for a while. There was a point where we were prepared to say goodbye, I was 18 then. And her final wish was to have me design a final tattoo for her and I worked on it and ummm, out of nowhere her treatments started working and she got better and ummm I moved in with her for college and took care of her until she was all good to go, or at least as good as it gets. And maybe it was silly, but I made a promise to her that I would tattoo the piece I designed for her on her myself. That’s why when you told me about your grandpa I got a little emotional. She’s kind of been that supporter for me on this journey. Obviously, I finished college, but I was growing my portfolio that whole time and started my Etsy shop. And after graduation I started to search for the apprenticeship and ummm, two years later here I am and she’s been in remissions for almost a year now.” She said with a smile.

“That’s really fucking cool, Y/N. I think she should be your first official tattoo, fuck Ian.” He said and she pulled away to laugh and he chuckled as well.

“Yeah, I want her to be.” She said and he smiled.

  She kept working and it was nearing 9pm when he suggested ordering some food and taking another break to eat. She agreed and took advantage to notify Julie that she’d be late again before she was able to finish up. She maybe had about another half hour of work to finish. She was trying to work faster but Harry didn’t seem to mind, he encouraged her to go at a pace that made her feel comfortable. She ate quickly before resuming and Harry assured her she could pick it up as he finished up his own food. He was taking it like a champ, she could see how irritated and swollen the skin was where she was working, but he was doing well. Well, considering the amount of tattoos he had, she expected him to have some endurance.

“What was your most painful tattoo?” She asked.

“I think the laurels on my lower stomach.The butterfly on my stomach is a very close second. That one hurt just a wee bit less.” He said and she chanced a glance up at him.  “What?!” She gasped in shock and he grinned and lifted his t-shirt and she saw half of the laurels sticking out from under his underwear and well, apart from his extremely toned abdomen, she saw the large butterfly inked into them. “Jesus, Harry.” She giggled breathily and he grinned, “Did you cry?” She asked.

“A little bit yeah.” He confessed and she smiled, “Why are you smiling?” He asked and she pulled away again to laugh.

“I’m not laughing because you cried during your tattoos, I’m just laughing because you’re bonkers, my guy!” She exclaimed through a laugh and he chuckled, “How do your parents feel about your tattoos?”

“They don’t really care anymore. Like when I got my third one in the span of a month and then the butterfly shortly after they just checked if I was alright. Like psychologically because well, I was moving quite fast.” He chuckled and she smiled, “Obviously to them some of them are a bit questionable, but as long as I’m not fucking up my life they’re fine with my choices. How do your parents feel about yours?” He asked and looked down at the tattoo to see it basically complete and then he closed his eyes and winced.

“Starting to feel it, are you?” She asked and he nodded and grimaced and let out a low groan through a pained laugh.

“Yes!” He chuckled and she smiled, “I shouldn’t have looked!” He said and she giggled.

“We’re almost done. I swear.” She assured and he nodded, “But ummm, to answer your question, my parents are not too happy that I have a tattoo, specially with the size of it. I’ll show you sometime. But ummm…we can talk about it another time. Don’t want to dampen the good vibes.” She said and he nodded in understanding and it fell quiet for a few moments. Only the deep buzz of the tattoo gun and the soft music playing from her phone filled the space.

“God, it always hurts when you know it’s almost done.” He said through gritted his teeth and she giggled.

“That’s a fact. I’m just doing the whiskers, OK?”

“Yeah, OK.” He squeezed his eyes shut and after a few moments she was pulling away.

“All done.” She said and he peeked his eyes open to look down at it and immediately flashed his biggest and prettiest smile.

“Fuck, that’s really good.” He exhaled happily.

“Yeah?” She asked with a bashful smile and he nodded.

“Yeah.” He hummed. A bit of blood was dotting to the surface so she grabbed the little water and antibacterial soap mix and spurted it on his thigh and glanced up at him before wiping over it with the paper towel.

“Ready for it?” She asked and he scrunched up his face and nodded.

“Just do it.” He said and held his breath as she gently wiped at the fresh tattoo, but the texture of the paper towel was rough and still made him tense up, but he didn’t let out a peep.

“Wanna take a look in the big mirror?” She asked and he nodded.

“Can’t waddle over with my jeans like that.” He chuckled and she giggled and grabbed one of his legs to untie his shoe and then the next one. Once they were out of the way she pulled his jeans off the rest of the way and draped them over the seat as he hopped down and headed over to the big mirror to inspect the work. He looked really happy with it and was getting all up in there as she took apart the machine and removed the plastic and continued with wiping down each part.

“Are you happy with it?” She asked him as she continued wiping down the machine parts.

“Fuck yeah! Yes, I fucking love it!” He called back enthusiastically and she spared a glance back at him in just his t-shirt and undies. She tried to not linger too long on the strong structure of the backs of his thighs or his adorable and perky butt, but it was sure tempting to stop and stare. She continued wiping down and disinfecting the machine as he snapped a few pictures of his brand new tattoo and kept admiring it, calling back compliments to her on her work. She felt proud of what she had done, also this was the longest tattoo she had ever done and she was pleased that she had made it through it with minimal breaks. She heard Harry coming back over as she removed her gloves and tossed the paper towels she had used. 

“You really like it?” She asked as she turned around, leaning on the edge of the counter of the station, he was just a few feet before her.

“I love it. I really do!” He insisted, “Thank you.” He smiled at her and she smiled again.

“I’m just happy that you’re happy with it.” She said and he came closer to her.

“I really am, I promise you.” He assured as he put his hands on her shoulders and she bit her lip to suppress the gigantic smile threatening to split across her lips. And he smiled and brought his thumb up against her bottom lip, “Don’t hide that pretty smile from me.” He said softly, a small smile of his own played on his lips, “Should be really proud of yourself.” He reassured her and she glanced down out of nervousness and bashfulness.

Harry removed the other hand on her shoulder and placed it right under her jaw and angled her up to look at him. The timid smile melted away from her face as their eyes met. Her fingers tightened around the edge of the counter further in anxiety of what his next move might be. She watched his pupils grow larger as he watched her lips while licking over his own. She was struggling to breathe at this point, she felt light headed and tingly and completely out of control as he leaned in closer until the tips of their noses skimmed together and she let out an involuntary whimper which caused him to grin as their breaths intermingled in the minuscule space between them. She wanted to beg but she couldn’t even speak from how on edge she was. His eyes flickered up to her own for a moment before they fluttered shut and she followed suit as they inched closer together and everything felt absolutely right with the world as their lips met in a tentative and hasty kiss. They pulled back and looked at each other before giving in again and joining in a fiery and much- anticipated kiss.

Harry’s hands grabbed her face tenderly and her hands bunched up into his t-shirt as they moved in sync, the only sound between them was that of their ragged breaths, their lips smacking together in wet little sounds, and soft moans of pleasure at finally relieving the tension that had been building between them. His lips were warm and smooth and eager against her own. Y/N felt like she was floating on a cloud of him, him, him at the feeling of his lips and tongue against her own lips and tongue. He smelled so good and he was so warm, it was coming off him in waves. The entire experience was consuming her. He was a good kisser and all she could do was let him keep going for as long as he wanted. She felt like she was no longer grounded to reality. 

Eventually, his hands left her face but only to tighten up at her hips and help her onto the counter as she draped her arms around his shoulders and squeezed his narrow hips between her thighs to pull him closer as their kiss grew deeper and more desperate. Both of their bodies were buzzing and their brains were fuzzy with overwhelm as the pleasure of their kisses sent a wave of warmth rolling through their bodies. Harry was quickly growing hard and he had nothing over him to tone down the feeling of his arousal, so before he lost control and went too far he pulled back from her lips with a soft smack and bated breaths and she pecked his lips once more and he smiled against them.

“Got the smoothest and sweetest lips, love.” He whispered and she felt her entire body shudder at his words and at the feeling of his thumb tracing along her swollen, bottom lip. Without any warning she rolled out her tongue and licked along the pad of his thumb and glanced up into his pretty, green eyes and proceeded to suck it between her lips, her eyes fluttered shut at the slightly salty taste of his skin on her tongue and she moaned softly, she wanted more. Harry groaned lowly as he watched this unfold and his jaw tensed a bit at the sensation of the warm, wet texture of her tongue against any part of his body. He wanted more too. So much more. But not here. 

“Fuck, baby…please, need you t’stop that.” He swallowed thickly and her eyes blinked open as she gently popped off to see his eyes clouded heavy with lust and his lip bitten beneath his teeth. He wasn’t expecting her to listen right off the bat, it made him smile at her, “Such a good girl.” He whispered and she smiled and hugged around his broad shoulders to pull him closer so that her lips were up against his ear and his arms were still draped around her hips. She leaned a bit closer and her voice was as light as a tickle but it left him burning like a wild fire as her words processed and echoed in his brain.

“I’ll be your good girl.”  

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[pandrewlin]

.......Done with the lab quest and off was that alot. My nerves were high most of the time and yes we did have a casualty during the trip, thankfully it wasn't Bosham.😮‍💨

These two fight while Bosham watches and holds his sword ready incase it tries to run at him. That was an easy fight and they quickly moved on into lab.

However later a mutant beast gets the better of Phil before he could swing at it. He crumpled and died but Marbri downs it with some bullets to the back. Then the beast dies to bleeding out later on. With Phillip slowly resurrecting due to his blessing of Phoenix powers, its up to the others to search the rest of the base.

Kaleun and Marbri get pretty deep before a beast gets em both, both them and the animal get downed. Bosham sees this as his time to shine and went to go kill it while it was down

Okay time to regroup, its only one last final room to explore and mostly everyone/ every adult is in need of some time to heal. So i let them rest and i pop away for sum snacks and then i come back to this....

I completely forgot girlie was pregnant and I'm oh so glad she wasn't killed or lost her baby. BUT THIS REALLY ISNT THE PLACE TO POP OUT A BABY MA'AM!

Oh yea great the other pregnant girlie performing as a doctor and your son just enjoying this as more learning opportunities. Please ignore how I made this lab room into a makeshift base of operations for them.

Lovely suprisingly healthy birth(Guerra passed out to exhaustion midway) to a beautiful baby girl. She named her Leticia "Lettuce" Mellar.

She's half Dalian(the xenotype/race that gives Phil his resurrection power). She took almost all the qualities of a true Dalian but missed out on the resurrection blessing so i bet shes gonna be heavily protected as a child.

Anyways Phil wakes up like a day and a half later and apparently decides life is too short(not for him its not) not too go on a date with his wife. Yea couldn't think of a better place or time to ask her this man.

ANYWAYS time to wrap this quest and trip up im tired of looking at this map and worrying if a mutant is gonna spawn outta nowhere and kill off the whole group.

Bosham got a cool little moment in the final battle. However, it cost him his left eye which Guerra patched up for him later. His mother didn't care much and just told him it was the price of trying to be too much, while Phil(as a cool stepdad should) patted him on the shoulder and promised him if they found an eyeball for him, he could install it or attach it for him. (Phil is a decent doctor as he often has to patch himself and the others up after raids and stuff. He has also brought himself back from the brink of death many times because just because you can constantly revive doesn't mean it doesn't come with some consequences.

They're all making it back to the main base now along with a bunch of stolen goods from the lab because why go if your not gonna take something????

#rimworld #Bosham and his awful parents #glad that’s over #super safe fun child field trip:)

[sebsxphia]

Ugh soppy/angry/i missed you/ sex with Rhett!

Let's say he was away because of a bull riding event and got hurt, nothing extreme but it's bull riding so not your average bruise. He comes home in the early hours of the morning, threatening each doctor or nurse who wanted to keep him in the hospital overnight for observation, thinking he can just climb into bed next to you and talk about it in the morning but you guys had a fight just before he left and it was ugly.

He finds you sitting on the couch with one of his old shirts on, mindlessly watching some re-run of a show.

"Hi darling."

And you don't know if you want to slap him (like a love tap slap, so gentle) or hug him so you just kiss him, crashing into his arms because fuck you missed him. He bites back a groan when you accidentally hit a sore rib but he couldn't care less.

"You make me so anger Rhett Abbott ."

"Yeah can say the same about you sweetheart, now lemme take care of ya."

Ugh and the sex is messy and rough, your poor bed creaking as he thrusts into you, leaving bite marks on each part of you he can get to, eating you out until your legs are shaking and you can only mumble his name over and over again.

"Come on bunny you have one more in you, lemme taste you cumming on my tongue."

You're completely out of it when he's done with you, his cum over your tits and he can’t help but smirk at the sight, your body still trembling with after shocks.

When he turns on the bedroom light you spot the nasty bruises on his torso and chest (also the scratch marks on his back ;) )

"Fuck Rhett what happend?"

"Bull got a little bit out of control but I'm fine, don't worry."

"I'll always worry about you even if I'm mad at you."

And he hides his bright smile because he's all mushy inside because his darling is so sweet and he doesn’t deserve you.

After you both clean up, you convince him to let you just rub some ointment on his bruises before wrapping yourself up in his arms, warm underneath the blankets as the sun starts to rise.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be darling, you deserve a medal for sticking with me, won't happen again."

Soft sexy Rhett got me all fucked up😮‍💨

🦕

AAAAAAAAH MY BELOVED ANON????? ALL THE TROPES INTO ONE?????? TAKE MY MONEEYYY

he knows it’s gonna end up in rough and messy sex, but he just needs to see you. he hates leaving you hanging off a bitter argument and he never wants to go to bed angry. that’s why he’s in such a hurry to come back. even if you were sleeping he would wake you up to finish it off. when he sees that you’re still awake, he’s so relieved because he knows you’re feeling the same way and knows how this will end up.

the, “yeah can say the same about you sweetheart, now lemme take care of ya.” got me FUCKED UP. because even though you both admitted your bitterness and that you both make each other so angry, he still wants to take care of you. not just fucking you for his own pleasure. that one line is laced with so many bitter sweet connotations and i don’t think i’ll ever stop thinking about it!! fuck!!

and hiding his wince from you when you crash into him!! he doesn’t want you to worry. he just wants to take care of you. oh my god i’m gonna melt!!

thank you so, so much for this as always my beloved anon!! i hope you’re having a wonderful day and taking care of yourself!! mwah!! 💌💖🥹

#💌you’ve got mail #ilysm! mwah! <33 #💐 these are for you!! #rhett abbott #rhett abbott x you #rhett abbott x reader #🦕 anon

[hyperbolicgrinch]

🕯️ ⇢ on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that?

🛼 ⇢ describe your latest wip with five emojis

🎲 ⇢ what stops you from writing more in your free time? 

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?

🏜️ ⇢ what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

Im sorry there's so many. I'm just a simp for my author wifey, and you can ask me anything forever 💖

ASKS FROM BANG?!! I'M ON TOP OF THE WORLD

Don't apologise, I adore you for it. Thank you, 🥜, for taking the time to send me anything. ☺️

(huhuhuhu permission granted, let's go 👁️👄👁️💖)

🕯️ ⇢ on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that?

Hmm. If it's like punctuation (and grammar too, I guess), I'd say it's like 4 (1 being the best thing ever sgsggdj) cause 85% of the time I know exactly what to to with that and love fixing little low stake slip-ups that have laid out rules I can follow and don't really need to overthink about.

Editing, like going through and punching everything up a notch or cleaning up flow is hmm, still pretty high. Like a 5. Cause even though it can be daunting and painstaking, I love that I actually have words on a page to play around with. I think it let's the ideas and scenes reach a closer version to the ones I had in my head. It's a lot of work and can drive one crazy but getting things to sing or spark is so satisfying ngl. 😌

Editing when you have to overhaul and rewrite large parts and fix one big problem but maybe make ten more is a quick and easy way to go insane but I still think it's not that bad. Like a 6 or 7. Cause, once again, I've already got words to fuck around and find out with and I'd take that over a blank page any day.

Proof reading editing can be really fun because spotting inconsistencies and lining them all up so they match makes brain go brrrrr so like a 5 or 6. Especially because at that point I know I'm so close to the finish line and the pay off is right there if I just get my shit together. 😂

🛼 ⇢ describe your latest wip with five emojis

fuck it, more than 5 be upon ye: 🥣🚩🫀🧵🧲😤💋🦋🏴‍☠️

🎲 ⇢ what stops you from writing more in your free time?

Fatigue. 😅 Depression. 😅 Imposter syndrome. 😅 The stars not feeling like they've aligned correctly. 😮‍💨 The pressure to write a scene how it is in my head. 😩 The "what's the point?" poison to my whimsy and motivation. 🙄 The amount of time that's passed since I started writing the thing. 😭 The constant desire for instant gratification. 😐 The everyday horrors. 😵‍💫 My pedantic ass. 😮‍💨 Me forever renting real estate in the procrastination CBD. 🙄 I love to shoot myself in foot and just stare at a wall thinking about writing but not doing it. So just about everything under the sun, really. 🤪

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?

I don't know if this is what the question meant sfsghfhjjj but arghh I want a modern au that's so specific and catered to my exact tastes and based on the rambles my sister and I have had hsjjajjsk but there's also like this canon divergent ??? fix it??? au??? manifesting?? idea I have been thinking about non-stop since it got inside my brain but that I'm worried to to do in case it gets my hopes up for canon but basically I want two characters (and their crews) (but also these other two random characters that are not related to the first idea or each other bwhhah but I have thoughts for too and need them to come back exactly how I am envisioning because it would honestly be the Best Thing to Happen Since Sliced Bread ppfft hshajjajahsh) to somehow find each other again and team back up and take no shit to get revenge and then maybe kiss a little bit in front of the 1️⃣☮️ or something agshshsjaka after a dramatic entrance and while they hold some huge threat off so Luffy can get the ultimate boss fight done hdhsjskjshdj (Oda I'm so fr like if you need a rest or wanna hand their arc off so you can focus on bigger things, I'm right here cracking my metaphorical knuckles, I'll do it for you so fast, I have Ideas, put me in coach you won't regret ittt🙂👉👈) but it would be like so much work to make a plot that even made sense for it because I would have to do so much reaching and hand waving unless I got real serious about it and even then I would have to make so much up because there is no word of Goda or known timeline yet or events to use for its structure. 😅😂

But just anyone. Anyone that isn't me should write it (like Oda if you've got a moment...I mean, you've already done most of it,, might as well keep going, man) 😂 Maybe they even have... I haven't had a chance to look. 😅

🏜️ ⇢ what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

Any and all comments spark joy and make me hehehehe and teeheeteehee and kick my feet and then I put them in my "reasons to keep writing" folder so I can go back and look at them when I'm feeling like a fraud or giving up on the thing. I wish I could be more specific but I really do cherish when people take the time to just leave anything. If they say what they liked or quote something they loved, that's even better, but merely a kind-hearted bonus. ☺️

🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

Hhrrmmm. If the vibe check just ain't passing for whatever reason or the tone and character is off to an unforgivable degree. 😌 Maybe it's in character for them and the version of that character they have in their heads, but if it ain't clicking for me, it ain't clicking, and I can't push through it. 😩 I think this is a very common one but yeah, character makes or breaks a fic. Cause it's the whole point, at the end of the day, ya know? 😅

#asked and answered #🥜 #mooties ♡ #is this anything?? i don't know #but thank you again for asking bang i treasure u #i have just realised that i posted this when maybe i should have private replied oh heck

[luckyqueenreign]

VICTORYYYYYYYYYYYYYY🪩🪩🪩

Only 1 episode in as I’m starting this message because there’s just so much good! Here’s the play by play you didn’t ask for.

Lol at everyone’s reaction when we pick Suresh, it gave me whiplash. First they’re all offended and surprised and then they’re happy? Like y’all fake as shit.

Lulu’s exit took too long! (Also if you choose Lulu or any other character does Suresh go home?)

BITSSSSSSSS, HIDEAWAY AND ALL THE SWEET ROMANTIC THINGS Suresh says to us!!! Question tho: does your answer to what kind of date you want effect the type of date? I picked romantic and we got dinner on the beach but was hoping for a boat!

THE RING!!!!!!!!!! I fucking called it!!!!! May not be a real “proposal” but I KNEW he was going to do that!

Omg all the stuff he tells us he wants in our future😮‍💨

Why is Alfie still so salty?! Like yes that was the best date of my life you wanker! AND for the love of god why is he so sour about where he’s at with Dana?! Boy just really said “I thought we’d be further at this point?!” BRUH you’ve been with her for 1 day. VOTE HIM OFF THE ISLAND I HATE HIM SO MUCH.

The MC x Kat dance-off 💀💀💀

One complaint: boy stop asking us if you can kiss us. We are exclusive you DO NOT need to ask anymore imo

Fusebox using the term NSFW to describe something spicy without actually describing something spicy🤡🤡🤡

Omg Dana swerving Alfie with “Please do not display your love for me Alf”

Omg I truly thought Kat was about to dish that she knew about Finn and MC during her declaration🫣 I can’t believe they actually let us get away with that.

Also I of course chose all the good options for Suresh but some of the snarky comments had me curious, like what would his reaction be if I told him his speech was awful or his personality sucks? HAHA!

What sucks was MC’s speech.

HOLD THE PHONE ON MY PROPOSAL UPDATE ABOVE, I WAS ACTUALLY RIGHT?!?!!?!??!? NUAR, this is too good! While I’d never in real life propose to a guy, you bet your ass I had my MC down on her knees! (Sus to me tho that they both had their rings with them, that’s just too convenient FB🤔)

Lord, again I thought Kat was going to rip us a new one about bits with Finn when she pulled us aside.

The savagery that we can flirt with Bobby after getting engaged to Suresh🤯🤬 excuse me? I’m sure there will be plenty of fanfics after that!

I want to replay with choosing Finn for this volume too but for now, I’ll relish in our win and happily ever after with Reshy❤️

bestie I love this play by play!! And as for the ring, it was his ring that he offered to you. I went so fast this morning and trying to type that I couldnt remember which ring it was that she used. But @midnightscinema just played and confirmed it was the ring Suresh gave to MC in his proposal😭😭 FIRST OFF why was it in a box and not her hand?? AND HOW DID THEY THINK A RING THAT WOULD FIT SURESHS HUGE HANDS WOULD FIT MC 😭💀

I was so done with Alfie and all these fake ass girls...oh were so happy for you?! bitch tf you are!! LIARS lol they knew it was close to the final, they saw what happened when people bully us during the season...they get booted off. Because literally the very next day Kat's mean again?? make it make sense.

I kept thinking Kat was going to say she heard everything re: Finn. I was just waiting for the shoe to drop and it never did. Still cant believe we got away with it 🤷‍♀️

I want to replay with Finn too, but I'm going to steal the money from him 💀💀

#litg s5

[loliwrites]

hi idk if you’ve done this but can you write an angry sex fic with a&a? like they’ve been mad at teach other over something and they just take the anger out on each other or something like that? ty and have a lovely day :)

Oooooh Nony 😮‍💨 I'm not sure we've ever explored this aspect between them before. Feel free to correct me if I'm wrong.

We've certainly gone through scenarios where Addi's being a brat and Alex has had enough of the brattiness and puts her in line. But this isn't even that scenario. This is I'm mad at you, you're annoying me or pissing me off. Almost like a "fuck me like you hate me" scenario... even though they obviously don't hate each other.

Maybe it's something that started off as small and stupid... like Alex had been foregoing using the dishwasher or laundry hamper. Dishes were piling up in the sink because Addi's silently putting her foot down, and she refused to do laundry for clothes that weren't in the hamper so he's quickly running out of clean things to wear. By the point she realizes this is becoming a habit, she'd already been stewing about it for a few days. On the night of the outburst, she physically watches Alex stack his plate in the sink and because of how full it is, he's having to wiggle things around to tetris another thing in there. But even that doesn't stir him into thinking hm, maybe I should do these.

At first Addi doesn't say anything. She wants to give him ample opportunity to take action, but as soon as he turns on his heels and starts heading back in the direction of his office, she knows she can't take it any longer.

"Are you fucking kidding me?! You don't do dishes now? That's what I'm for?!"

Alex pauses and looks at her, then at the sink, and back at her. "I'll do them later. I have to do some work,"

"When is 'later' because those have been sitting there for four days,"

He takes a few steps toward her, a small smile creeping across his face. "Alright, slugger,"

"I mean it, Alex. I'm not your dutiful housewife that's going to follow you around, cleaning up after you."

Alex smirked and reached for Addi's wrist but she pulled it away at the last moment. And the look she saw in his eyes made it known that he was getting some pleasure out of this.

With his hold on her momentarily thwarted, he lunged forward a little more and grabbed a fistful of her hair close to the scalp. He tugged back with just enough force to bring her head backwards while he simultaneously pushed her into his body. "You may not be a dutiful housewife, but you certainly behave like an obedient, little girl,"

She pushed on his chest, trying to create some space between them, but Alex was always going to be a lot stronger than her, and kept her close enough that she could feel the throbbing in his pants. "Stop, I'm pissed off at you,"

"Yeah?" He cocked his head to the side, "show me."

Though she was still angry, there was also the undeniable feeling that the best way to get her anger out would be to get fucked three ways to Sunday but she didn't want to give him that satisfaction so easily. So she wrestled, and wriggled, and tried to free herself from his grip, but the thrashing about only made him hold on tighter and chuckle.

"That's not the way. Someone's going to have to teach you some manners,"

"Fuck you," she spat. Because fuck him, but also, fuck him.

Before she knew it, she was being pushed to her knees. With one hand still tangled in her hair, Alex held her in place with her cheek pressed against his thigh as he used his other hand to unbuckle his belt and push his pants and underwear down to his knees.

"Do you want to try that again?" He smiled, gripping onto the base of his length. He dragged the head over her lips and tapped them to see if he could get them to open.

But Addi shook her head, "fuck. You."

And perhaps like she knew he would, Alex used the opportunity of her being sassy to force his length into her mouth. He went as far as her mouth would allow on the first thrust forward and only stopped because she choked and pressed her hands on his hips.

"If you're so angry, show me. Fuck me like you hate me,"

Addi furrowed her eyebrows and dug her fingernails into Alex's skin. Her fervor to take him back into her mouth only made him chuckle. He thrust his hips forward and pressed on the back of her head until he was satisfied that her own actions were significant enough.

"There ya go. I knew we could put this mouth to better use,"

But Addi had an ace up her sleeve. She dragged her tongue along the underside of his shaft and removed him from her mouth just long enough to angle her head to the side. She stroked him quickly and gently sucked one of his balls into her mouth, keeping her eyes locked on his face for his expression when she rolled her tongue over it. And then did the same to the other.

Alex gave a breathless smile, his jaw hung slack. He rocked his head backward, his eyes closed, and wholly focused on the pleasure she was giving him. And just like she knew it would, it served as enough of a distraction that his hand inadvertently untangled from her hair. The moment she figured she was free enough to make a run for it, she released him entirely and pushed back on her toes to get herself up off her knees.

Unsteadiness, and the soreness that had taken route in her knees from being on the hardwood floor made her slower than she might've been in another scenario, and she'd only gotten a few running steps away before Alex's arm wrapped around her abdomen, picked her up as she kicked and thrashed, and carried her back into the kitchen.

"You're being a little devil today," he growled and bent her over the kitchen island. His hand pressed flat to her back to keep her chest pinned to the marble countertop while his other hand shimmied her out of her sweatpants.

"No I'm not!" She fought back, trying to get away from him. But when it didn't work and she felt him tugging her underwear to the side to expose her to him, she screamed something barbaric.

"Yes you are. Gonna force me to fuck it out of you, Jesus Christ,"

"Wash your goddamn..." the curse died in her throat and turned into an airy groan as Alex pushed his length into her. She let out a sharp cry when he nudged up against her cervix and her hands closed around nothing on the counter. It wasn't that Alex was pounding into her with reckless abandon. No, it was far worse than that. He was going slow. Being patient enough to make sure she felt every last centimeter of him, from base to tip, before slamming himself back inside of her roughly. She knew he could feel her muscles giving up around him each time he buried himself back in, balls deep.

Addi turned her head so her cheek was planted against the counter and she let out another moan when her legs began to tremble.

"You're gonna come already," he growled and took another handful of her hair in her hand and used it as leverage to pull her up until her back was pressed against his chest. He kept one hand encircled around her waist and moved the other to her neck. With a firm hold on the sides and a gentle squeeze, he bit into her earlobe. "You don't get to come yet. I'm not done with you,"

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