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writingstoraes · 10 months

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no way 📹

pairing: charles leclerc/fem!reporter!reader

type: instagram imagine, social media au

notes: i want to say thank you for 1.5k! thank u for all the love you guys have been giving me and my works hehe <3 i really appreciate all notes, reblogs, replies, and messages hehe much love to everyone reading this! ❤️

about: fans notice how charles loses his senses when you're interviewing him, but they don't believe he has enough courage to do something about it!

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yourusername Back in the paddock once again 🎤

norristri not charles liking this within a minute of being posted 😭😭

ferrari1655 not surprised if he has her notifs on tbh he's just as whipped for her as we are

mercmilton THE it girl of the paddock i don't make the rules!

c2champs y/n please do some content with charles and carlos i am begging

charles_leclerc ❤️

hamilnicos u a grown ass handsome man surely you can do more than just a red heart

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yourusername Some paddock coverage this week 👩‍💻

chacha16 oh i just know charles is fuming y/n interviews everyone often but him 😭

sainzstappen all he had with her was one post-race interview and he was down bad already and STUTTERING lecstulips she had him giggling and shit while talking about his rear tyre failure prior to qualifying its so funny 😭

paddockgirlie Charles has once again beaten me to liking Y/N's post he is like lightning oh my god

charles_leclerc ❤️❤️

chacha16 the two hearts is sending me charles im so sorry HHHDDBHFBHFBH

rbrwinners you dropped this queen 👑

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yourusername Covering and reporting this week's race from the garage of a certain Italian racing team ❤️

Can't wait for you guys to watch the contents we had prepared!

charles_leclerc We loved having you here! ❤️

sainzbaby lose the "we" charles we all know it was just you

hamilecs ITS HAPPENING OH MY GOD CHARLES GET UP

gaslysgirlie i love how charles is just fuelling the agenda that he has a crush on y/n he's not even trying to be discreet

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yourusername Some outtakes from today! Had a nice time filming with charles_leclerc and carlossainz55 of Ferrari ❤️

charles_leclerc Til next time, Y/N! :)

yourusername ❤️❤️❤️ ilpredesti the smiley face oh hes so adorable

lecsmilton i just KNOW charles is having a field day rn

c2foreva we are getting more of flustered charles then 😭

44sainz we love you queen we can't wait 🙏

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ynlover Charles and Carlos with Y/N today 🥰

lestappenthusiast WHY IS CHARLES HEREHFBFBHH

hamilnorris charles liked?????

loverfineline they're both winking 😭😭😭

rbrmercs now a y/n fan account is the last place i thought charles would be

YouTube, now playing: C2 Takes On 2 Challenges with Y/N!

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suckerforcharles: WHEN THE HELL DID CHARLES GET SO BOLD

1655sainz: holy shit i was not expecting that 😭

ricciardotauri: all yall kept saying charles had no rizz whatsoever and he decided to prove u guys wrong im crying

c2luvah: OK I TAKE IT BACK charles has got some moves in him

f1fanatic: what did y/n mean with "finally" like miss girl were u waiting too 🤭

olliefans: Carlos saying Charles is Y/N's favorite?? omg

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sainzmilton: I bet Carlos can't believe they're flirting right in front of his salad

lecslover: NOT Y/N FLIRTING TOO?????

luvroscoe: i'm shocked how charles didn't faint when y/n said that cause

sports55: y/n please flirt with me like that too queen 😣

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lewiswdc: y/n so much better than me i would have dropped dead if charles said that to me

supermaxmax: who the hell gave charles all this rizz and why was he hiding it DAMN MAN

fan2345: I am not an F1 fan but I am so invested in this I wonder if they're actually going to push through with this date 🤨

taytayrep: charles got his head in the game fr

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charles_leclerc There really was a great restaurant downtown.

sainzznorris I CANT BREATHEEEEEE

carlandos what a lucky man y/n is so pretty 😣

scuderiazz we're glad you finally got the courage to ask her out, king!

paddock5516 ouuu those interviews with her are so gonna hit from now on

carlossainz55 You know I let you win, right?

charles_leclerc Stop ruining this for me

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notes: thank u so much for reading <3

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pinkynana · 1 year

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gamer boys are the easiest target for you. they barely interact with any other woman so the moment you find out haechan was a gamer boy, you promised to sit on his lap any time he wanted to.

warnings : cock sucking, boob job, fingering, finger sucking, pussy slapping (like, once)

taglist : @matchahyuck @jiminsfiilter @jaemjunie @babyjenono @woniebuns @thegracerammy @jyowui (couldn't tag the last two)

note: as the starter of this series, i would like to tell you guys that reader doesn't actually have sex with most of the boys except one. because the point is that she uses these men for their attention and doesn't want anything else from them. if you dont like that you can just stop reading from here. please do not complain to me after this. enjoy reading if you stay!

all the seats were taken at the diner when you entered it. even the high stools were all full. some couples, some friends, some families and of course there were people who sat alone. seems like you had to flirt with that guy over there sitting at one of the booth so you could sit with him.

you pasted on a sweet smile, rolled your skirt up to make it shorter and approached the guy that had his headphones on, focusing on his phone. you knocked on his table to make him look at you. he pushed the left side of his headphone to hear you saying "can i sit here with you?"

"oh, sure." the guy pulled his plate towards him so you could have more space on your side of the table. you took the seat across him. as you landed your ass on your seat, his focus went back to his phone.

it annoyed you.

so you tap on one of his hands lightly. he gave you the same look he did a minute ago when you asked to sit with him.

"what are you doing?" you asked curiously. "watching a stream." he answered.

"twitch?" he nodded. "i wanna see." you got up and sat next to him. your face was literally next to his, your cheek touching his headphones. you have no idea who the streamer was but you watched anyway so the guy would be bothered by your presence.

"ooh, can i have an egg salad, fries and a banana milkshake please? thank you!" you called out to the waitress walking past you. you actually wanted to eat a burger but that plan was canceled. there's no way you'd let this hot man witness how sloppy you eat.

"i can't hear him." you whined. no shit, sherlock. he had his headphones on.

he didn't say anything but he did turn his headphones off, placed his phone against the salt and pepper shakers so you two could watch the stream together. he thought you'd sit away from him, now that you didn't have to lean against his headphones to listen to something. but you stayed close to him. you were practically hugging his arm there. this stranger you met not even ten minutes ago.

"you're a gamer?" you asked him.

"yeah."

probably why he's not pushing you away. when else could he have the chance of getting a pretty girl like you to stick on him like glue?

"really? that's so hot. i always wanted to sit on the lap of a gamer guy while he plays his game." you realized how stupid you sound at the moment. you've done that plenty of times. this guy isn't the first. but still, it's your favorite thing because you could feel the guy getting hard underneath you.

"what's your name, by the way? i'm ___." you finally introduced yourself.

"i'm hyuck. donghyuck. i like your stars." he was referring to your hair clips that were star shaped. his compliment made you shriek in excitement. you knew men liked those sounds.

"thank you!" you gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"my food's here!" you did some tiny claps with your fingers, looking at the food you ordered.

"can i uh.. can i get your number, ___?" he suddenly said, scratching his neck awkwardly.

he fell right inside your trap.

"of course!" you took out your lipstick and started writing digits on his arm.

donghyuck was confused as to why you did that. you could've just typed it in his phone.

"people actually still do that?" donghyuck's best friend, mark looked at him weird. and then donghyuck smirked. "i'm telling you. this is legit, bro. i had red numbers on my arm."

"she's like so hot but she still has a little side of cute in her too." donghyuck described you. and just at that moment, he received a call from you. he displayed your name to mark, shaking the phone in front of his face. "she's into me."

she's really not.

"hello?"

"hyuck!" you whined. "i'm so lonely. what are you doing? can i come over?" he couldn't see you but you still made a cute little face.

"of course you can, baby. come here. i'm just about to start my gaming session."

you giggled. "you called me baby."

"and does baby like it?"

"she likes it."

"then hurry here. i'll let you sit on me if you come fast enough." he convinced you as if you wouldn't have some sly tricks down your sleeves to make him let you sit on him while he plays.

not more than 20 minutes later, you arrived at donghyuck's shared apartment with mark. you still haven't met this mark yet and he wasn't there when you came. if you saw him, you'd probably try getting his attention too.

"hyuckie!" you spread your arms up high, asking for a hug from this gamer boy you've met for only three times, fourth if you count the lunch time at the diner.

he immediately gave you the hug and you snuggled against his chest. "i can feel your heartbeat." you said. he kissed the top of your head, catching the scent of your citrus shampoo.

"what does my heartbeat tell you?" he rested his chin on your head. "it's telling me that you like having me here." he laughed at your answer, pulling out of the hug and guiding you to his gaming set.

"i'm streaming today." he sat on his gaming chair, patting his thigh to invite you to sit on him. usually you'd sit facing the pc to see the game and how it's played. but today you felt too lazy to pretend to care about that. you sat facing him, hiding your face on his neck as you gave it lazy kisses.

"hi guys." he started speaking to his viewers. you hoped that some guys you messed with some time in the past would see this and recognize you and feel jealous of hyuck for being the man that got you now.

"is she your girlfriend?" he read a comment.

"are you?" he looked at you and you just winked, making him laugh. he left the viewer's question unanswered.

"flip her skirt." he read another comment which made you perk up. "guys, my channel isn't 18+. i'm not gonna make her flash you." you smiled, snuggling closer to him. you wouldn't mind it if he made you flash his viewers without even asking you.

soon enough, you got bored with just sitting on his lap and not doing anything. he isn't even getting hard underneath you, not to mention his attention that's fully towards his game. why were you even there?

you pushed his headphones away a little so he could hear your whisper. "hyuck, let's make out." he didn't say anything, focus still on his game as his fingers clicked on his keyboard.

so you started grinding on his lap, not caring about his viewers anymore. he turned off his microphone before talking to you.

"baby, let me finish this round first then we can make out." you shook your head and whined. "i want you to kiss me now." you pout your lips. "baby, i-"

you shut him up with your lips, finally getting what you wanted from him. you licked up his mouth, exploring it. your hands behind his neck so he can't pull away.

you hear a faint sound from his headphones that indicated that he lost the game.

but he pushed your arms and pulled away anyway. you had a feeling that he's mad at you. gamer boys' rage can be dramatic but if he got mad at you or yelled at you, you'd leave him that very moment. you hate men who yell at women. their attention wouldn't matter anymore at that point.

"get on the bed." he said. and you smiled in victory, seeing him ending his live. you giggled when you landed your ass on his bed, can't wait for him to get on the bed too.

you stuck your tongue out at him so he could immediately suck on it. "naughty girl." he chuckled. you didn't care about anything else when he finally landed his lips on yours, taking away each other's breath. you could feel him getting hard as it kept hitting your thighs.

gamers are so easy.

"hyuck, wanna suck you off." you said when he pulled away to catch his breath. "what?" he thought he misheard it.

"let me suck you off. i know you're hard and it's because of me. so let me help you." your fingers played with the strings of his sweatpants, waiting for his agreement.

"fuck, yeah. go ahead, baby. take my dick out and suck it. on your knees now." he told and you find it hilarious how he's trying to dom you when you've got the upper hand from day one. but you followed his instructions anyway, getting down from the bed to get on your knees. you pulled his sweatpants and his underwear down, revealing his hard and throbbing cock.

the thought that you caused this made you dizzy. you feel powerful. hyuck has no idea. he sat down on his bed, having your face in between his legs.

you started jerking it off while looking at him with round eyes. you even leaned your face on his thigh, moving your hand on his dick lazily. looking so innocent while doing something so unholy. you opened your mouth and let his cock rest on your tongue without actually sucking it. "baby, none of that please. just suck my cock like a good girl." he groaned and you giggled.

deciding to be nice, you closed your mouth around his cock as you moved forward so your nose hits his tummy. you let your tongue out so it could reach for his balls underneath. then, you moved back and then forward again. you loved the sounds that he's making. you loved the feeling of his dick twitching in your mouth. and you know you will love the way he pours his cum into you.

"you're so good at this." his eyes were closed and his head was thrown back. you suddenly had an idea of how to make this more pleasurable.

you took off your shirt, leaving your bra on so your breasts were perked together. you started rubbing his cock with your boobs while you kissed the tip that's peaking out. "fuck, you're so sexy looking like that." he started caressing your hair, praising you. the way he moaned louder and louder convinced you that he was close.

"wanna cum on your pretty face." even if you had different ideas, you're still fine with making his wish come true. so you moved your breasts on him faster as you started sucking on his tip.

"gonna cum. gonna cum. gonna cum. fuck, baby. fuck. paint your face with my cum. close your eyes"

and he did just that. his juice landed everywhere on your face. you're glad he reminded you to close your eyes. you could feel it dripping from your eyelashes to your cheeks. he moaned at the sight, loving his masterpiece.

"you can take a picture, hyuck."

"shit. stay still, okay?" he left the bed to look for his phone.

"open your mouth and stick your tongue out, please." he started taking your pictures. once he's done, he swipes his cum away from your eyes.

"you wanna continue?" he asked but you immediately stood up. "actually i have plans with my girl friends tonight. you can help me clean my face though."

you washed your face in his bathroom and he helped you redo your makeup since he's the one who ruined it. you sat on his sink, facing him. you had him standing in between your legs. "just stroke it up." you guided him to apply mascara on you. "what if i poke your eye?" he worried but you took his hand and showed him how it's done.

"you can take it slow. i'm in no rush." you ensured him.

"maybe you should just bail." he pulled the mascara wand away from your face. "awwh, but i haven't met my girls in so long." as if you actually cared about meeting them. convinced enough, hyuck continues to help you apply your make up.

seeing him this close, with such a focused face made you count his moles and admired how beautiful he actually is. once he was done with your mascara, you pulled him into a kiss, softer than your make out session from before. then you started giving kisses on his moles.

when you pulled away, hyuck had his fingers on your chin. "want me to eat you out, baby?" you bit your lip at his invitation. it was tempting, of course. but you want to keep kissing him too.

you thought of a solution. "maybe fuck me with your fingers? i really like kissing you." you gave his lip a little lick. he chuckled at your suggestion. "and you said you didn't want to continue after swallowing my cum."

he started kissing you again, this time with his fingers teasing your core. "hyuckie, want your fingers in me. don't you want to make me cum on your fingers?" you turned impatient.

"of course, baby. want you to make a mess just from my fingers." you loved the fact that he kept kissing you after you told him that you liked it. your makeup was ruined again at this point but you didn't care. kissing hyuck felt so addicting to you. he looked so pretty like this.

you feel his fingers pushing your panties aside to put it in. you smiled on his mouth. you thought you'd be cumming on your own tonight. you were thankful for making a last minute decision of letting him finger you like this.

he started pumping them in and out if you. "messy baby." he's probably talking about how wet you were and the squelching sounds from both your lips.

"nggh, hyuck. wanna cum." you bit his shoulder and started moving your hips on his fingers, desperate to chase your high.

"fuck, you look so sexy." he fucked his fingers into you faster than before, wanting to see how messy you'd get once he makes you cum for him. "cum, baby. you're doing so well." his lips came back to yours so he'd have you moaning on his mouth.

you started babbling nonsense when you let go and came on him. "fuck, baby. so fucking sexy for me." he slapped your cunt once before bringing his fingers to his mouth, tasting your juices.

"you taste so good. i should really eat you out next time."

next time, huh? as if.

"we have to do my makeup again." you said. "i'm sorry, baby. i'll help you."

you left his apartment after you're sure that you look presentable. but most of all, you left while being sure that all the next times donghyuck jerks off, he'll think of you. he'll use the picture he took and wish you were there to suck him off again. wished he could at least fucked you. but you won't.

this is enough. you made him hard, made him cum, made sure that he thinks of you next time. he'll probably even compare other girls to you.

you won in the game he didn't know he was playing. so who's the gamer now?

#donghyuck smut #nct smut #nct dream smut #haechan smut #lee donghyuck smut #00 line attention series

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wet-and-wedgied · 7 months

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Spencer’s Spicy Salad

Spencer rolled up from underneath the customer’s truck as the clock struck the time for lunch. He wiped the sweat off his forehead, leaving behind a bit of grease and jumped up to his feet. Spencer was a tall young mechanic who had been left in charge of his boss’s shop for the day. A fit man college student with short curly brown hair, strong arms and defined chest he cut an figure even in his simple mechanic’s get up: a tight white shirt and a pair of well worn grey overalls.

He grabbed a rag and wiped off the excess grease off his hands as he popped into the break room, a tiny little alcove with a water cooler and mini-fridge, putting out the salad he had grabbed earlier before work. It was some kind of spicy Mexican salad he had seen on his feed at some local place and had decided to try it out. It was supposed to be really good for the digestive track and a delicious meal for those looking to stay fit.

Spencer propped his leg up and chowed down. It was way spicer than he had thought, the kale in it practically soaked in some creamy dressing that while delicious kept burning his tongue. Spencer kept refilling his water bottle and chugging the whole thing in order to cool off. Still it was delicious. And filling too. Spencer patted his full stomach satisfied as he tossed the bowl and finished up his lunch and went back to working in the truck.

Spencer was finishing tightened the last bolts in place underneath the truck and he felt his stomach flip. Still on the board on his back, he lifted a leg and ripped a hot fat fart.

PPOPPPFFFBBBRT!

Spencer laughed, patting his stomach as some pressure was lessened, and blew out two more farts

PPFFFERRT

BBRRTFFRRRT!

Spencer slid out from underneath the truck and was greeted with the rancid smell of his own ass. “Damn, I reck. But I really needed that!”

“Well I hope you got it all out of your system then,” said Spencer’s boss. Spencer looked up to see his boss, a middle aged man with salt and pepper hair, holding his nose and fanning the air.

“sir!” Spencer flushed, scrambling to his feet. “My bad. Sorry, I thought you said you’d be gone today.”

“I am, I am, just checking in is all. Making sure you haven’t burned down the place.”

“no sir—” PPfffpppertRRT!

Spencer covered his rear as another fart ripped out him. His stomachgurgled and flipped again. His boss increased his fanning. “Geez. Light a match in here and you just might. What did you eat, son?”

Spencer opened his mouth to respond but was waved off.

“Nevermind, is the truck ready, they should be coming to pick it up soon. I want to make sure you got this on your own, eh.” His boss smirk and tapped Spencer in the stomach and Spencer tense feeling his guts bubble and gurgle protest.

“no problem sir,” Spencer said.

“perfect, Ah look here they come now.”

Spencer turned to see a handsome man a few years older than Spencer with a bright smile and two twin teen boys glued to their phones coming in. “Hey, everything ready? We’re looking forward to going camping!” The truck owner said with high optimism. The two boys each rolled their eyes.

“You’re excited Uncle Daniel,” one of the boys groaned.

“Like a dork,” said the other. “You like being alone in the woods cause it doesn’t sound as bad as being alone in the real world.” The twins high-fived, neither looking up from their phones.

The truck owner— Daniel’s smile flattened but he push onward. “You two really don’t let up, huh. Sorry, is the truck ready? Then we’ll get out of your hair.”

“No worries,” Spencer’s boss said, “Spencer here will take care of you.”

“Right!” Spencer said offering a hand to Daniel. “Spencer. Sorry, you already know that. Um, yes, your truck is ready.”

“Wonderful that is great news.” Daniel took Spencer’s hand, giving it a firm handshake as their eyes.

“I really like camping,” Spencer blurted out. Daniel’s lips curled into a smooth grin.

“really? We’ll maybe we—“

“Ew, Uncle Daniel stop flirting with the mechanic dude,” whined one of the teens.

Spencer felt a flush on his cheeks— only for it to be replaced with a far more intense feeling in his stomach. Any butterflies he felt seemed to be carrying megaton warheads, dropping them in his intestines. An ominous gurgle went through him and Spencer clutched his abdomen. The pressure on his guts was intense. Fuuuck… he needed to shit.

“you okay?” Asked Daniel.

“yeah, yeah,” Spencer said hastily. “I just need you sign some paperwork and I’ll go grab your keys. Spencer hurried out of the garage and into the office, a series of small hot farts squeaking out of him as he went. He hurried over to the papers and

PPPPPFFFFBBBFFRRRTPPPBBBBT!!!

Spencer gasped as a massive fart erupted out of him as he bent to grab the clipboard sign the paperwork on it. He held his stomach. Fuck that spicy salad was messing with his guts. His stomach broiled like an Icelandic mud volcano. Spencer clinched his cheeks. Ahhh. Don’t think about mud volcanoes. He looked to the board where they hung the keys and then to down the hall where the bathroom was. He desperately wanted ti make a mad dash to the bathroom and absolutely destroy the toilet. But his boss and that hit uncle were waiting for him. He groaned. Shit. He could hold it for a few minutes. He grabbed the keys and speed walked back the garage. As he step through the door the water cookie gurgled and suddenly the pressure seemed to shift from. His rear, the pressure subsiding on his packed colon, but only to fall squarely onto his bladder. Spencer tensed as he paused in the garage, pressing his legs together as a lake of hot piss sloshed in his bladder, all those bottles of water lapping against the dam inside him. A dam that desperately wanted to burst.

“Spencer, you okay?”

Spencer looked up to see his boss and Daniel both looking at him. He gave them both a nervous smile.

“I-I’m fine.” Spencer said, and straightened. He forced his legs apart and focused on not pissing himself. He could hold it. He could hold it. He could hold it. Spencer repeated the thought in his head as he half walked half shuffle over to Daniel. “Here you go— Ahh!” A leak squirted out of Spencer, dribbles of hot piss splashing into his soft boxers. Spencer bent, his knees pressed together. He held back a whimper as he bounced from foot to foot, his bladder aching. Oh man he didn’t have drunk so much water.

“Are you sure you are okay dude?” Daniel asked.

“He looks like he is doing the pee dance,” snickered one of Daniel’s nephews.

Another leak squirted out of Spencer at the sound of the word ‘pee’. “Ahh!” Spencer cried out as he gave in and wedged his hand between his crotch, desperately holding onto his crotch. Spencer bit his lip and held the truck key’s for Daniel to take, but he was frozen in place.

PPpFfrtt

Spencer gasped as he farted, hot and stenching. His stomach gurgled and he temporarily lost his control on his bladder. Hot piss sprayed out of his cock and into his boxers.

“nNoooOO—Ahh!” Spencer cried out and moaned as he tried and failed to regain control. The dam gates had opened and now the flood came bursting through! Spencer stood frozen as his body let go and he began soaking his boxers, peeing his pants, a dark wet patch blooming at the crotch of his overalls and then spread fast as rivulets of urine ran down his legs and soaked through the fabric. Spencer’s eyes fluttered as he pee, flooding his overalls, sending hot push gushing through the material and over his hand, still desperately gripping his leaking crotch even as Spencer formed a puddle beneath him.

PSsssssSSHH

“oh man! The mechanic is pissing his pants!” Said on the of nephews.

“Dude is soaking them too!” Said the other, holding up his phone to record.

Spencer was helpless as his bladder emptied itself in his boxers and overalls. But that wasn’t the worse part. As his bladder gushed out, his stomach gurgle and shit that had filled him slammed against his rear. His guys bubbled and Spencer knew he wasn’t able to keep control over his bowels.

PPFFFFBBRRT

PPBBBBRFFFFERRTTT

BBBTRRFFF

Spencer bent as he was hit with a series of wet “oh no!” Spencer dropped the keys in Daniel’s hand and turned trying the run back inside, but only made it a few steps before a massive cramp bent him over.

PPPRRRRBFFFF!!!

“Come on, no, no, no,” Spencer said panicking as he fumbled with the clasp on his overalls. If he could at least get out of them, but the clasp was stuck and then it was too late. “No-AaggAAAHHH!”

Spencer moaned as he lost complete control of his bowels, a torrent of hot diarrhea exploding into his already soaked boxers and overalls. It was a volcanic mudslide, thick and soft as it blasted out of him. A massive bugle was instantly forming in his overalls, staining the back as he had the front.

BLLKOOPOOOPPPPFFFT

SPLKTPPPFFFFT

“oh my god!” Spencer’s boss cover his nose as Spencer relentless farted as wave after wave of hot recking shit erupted out of him . The liquid shit overflowed his boxers as he emptied his bowls, diarrhea slide down his legs and splattering against the garage floor. Spencer was helpless as he evacuated the hot muddy brown sewage.

PLSSPPOFFFRRT

PPBBBRRTTPPFFFTSSSTK

Spencer, defeated as another wave hit him, feel to his knees, landing in puddle of his own piss as more diarrhea filled his overalls. The foul stench filled the entirety of the garage, as Spencer could only sit in his disgrace.

“oh man,” snicker one of the twins. “This is going to get a shitload of views!”

Spencer groaned as a final fart marked the end of him shitting and soiling himself. He was never trying spicy salad again

#diarrhea #omorashi #malepoop #male piss #male pee desperation #pants wetting #pantspissing #malediarrhea #male omorashi #pants messing #pants soiling #Pants shitting

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seresinsbabe · 1 year

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Some Strings Attached 3

Pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x fem!reader

Synopsis: It was supposed to be a quick fuck. No strings attached. That was all. But six weeks later when you’re staring at two pink lines you realize there were some strings attached. And now you have no idea how to find the father because you only know his first name.

Warnings: Mentions of abortion, drinking, this chapter is a bit angsty

Word Count: 1.7k

THIS BLOG AND ITS FICS ARE 18+! MINORS DNI!

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You had never left Jake’s mind. Even when he was flying you were there, the woman he’d hooked up with on a whim in the back of his truck. In some far corner until he was on the ground and then you were back on the forefront.

Which was unusual for Jake. He was more than content leading the bachelor lifestyle. It was easier with his job. Deployments sucked and he was more than sure it would only be that much harder if he knew he had someone waiting at home on him. Javy told him he was missing out. That sure, it sucked being away from your lover but knowing he had someone waiting on him to get home made coming home that much sweeter.

It wasn’t like Jake didn’t have anyone waiting on him to get home. He had his family, his sisters and their kids and his parents. That was all he really needed or at least that was all he thought he needed. He liked his life. He liked not having someone nitpicking at his every move. Not having someone getting mad if he left his boxers on the floor or forgot to put the toilet seat down.

He was almost certain that whatever infatuation he had with you he could get out of his system with a couple of hookups. That the only reason he couldn’t get you out of his mind was because he hadn’t been able to properly fuck you.

When he saw you in the store he was certain that was his chance. He’d get your number, flirt a little and then you’d meet up at his place or yours and then he’d have you screaming his name. Just as he did with every other woman he’d been with. Of course any excitement in seeing you again had quickly disappeared when he’d heard that word.

Pregnant.

You were pregnant and it was his. Or so you said. You didn’t come across as the type to irresponsibly have sex with multiple men, but then again he didn’t really know you. What he did know was that a child was not in the books for him. Jake didn’t have any responsibilities outside of work and bills. Hell, he didn’t even have pets or plants because he wasn’t around enough to properly care for them. A child? That was a whole different ball game.

Maybe he did feel a little bad about the way he’d gone about it, but could anyone blame him? It was sprung on him in the fucking vitamin aisle of a grocery store. He had only gone because Javy’s wife told him to bring something to the cookout and he couldn’t show up with nothing other than beer. Or at least not again. Last time he had promised to bring potato salad and dropped the ball on that.

The guilt of how he’d reacted to you finally started to settle in as soon as he pulled into Javy’s driveway. How long he’d sat there just staring at the dashboard of his truck he wasn’t sure, but it wasn’t until someone tapped their knuckles against the window that he finally got out of his own head. Jake turned to find Bob standing there, his wife and her prominent baby bump standing next to him looking equally concerned.

“You good man?” Bob asked when Jake finally stepped out of the truck. Jake took a heavy sigh as he grabbed the beer and macaroni salad from the back seat. For a moment he pictured a car seat securely nestled on the same spot and pudgy little hands reaching up to pull on a toy attached to the handle. The Texan quickly shook his head and turned back to Bob who now looked even more concerned.

“I’ll uh…talk about it later.” He nodded his head in the direction of the backyard gate. “Let’s enjoy the cookout right now, yeah?” Jake wanted to quickly change the subject. It wasn’t what he wanted to talk about right now, or at all really but he knew he would have to at some point. Honestly, who better to help him talk through it than his work family.

When he finally brought the topic up the sun was getting ready to go down and they were all situated around the in ground fire pit Jake had helped Javy build. He didn’t have to look to know everyone was looking at him with incredibly disappointed faces. The gravity of the situation and the way he’d reacted was hitting him full force.

“I don’t know what to do.” Jake finally relented, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees. His green eyes stared directly into the flames before glancing up at Elyssa, Javy’s wife, when she spoke.

“Man up and apologize.” The tone of her voice was one Jake only heard when he was scolding her kids. “This baby is a result of your actions just as much as it is hers. If you don’t want the responsibility that’s on you, but when she does exactly what she told you she would and doesn’t let you in that baby’s life it’s no one’s fault but your own.” Elyssa shifted in her seat as she spoke, moving a sleeping toddler from one position to the other.

Jake knew she was right. He needed to apologize, but before he did he needed to figure out if this was what he wanted. He’d grown so used to not having to care for anyone but himself. Sure, he flew million dollar jets, but a baby seems exponentially harder.

“What if I’m not a good dad?” The words tumbled out like vomit. “I mean…I didn’t have the best role model.” That was putting it lightly. Seresin Senior was an ass. Verbally and mentally abusive to his entire family, even a bit physically, and a fucking drunk. Nothing Jake had ever done satisfied his father. Not when he made varsity on the football team or joined the Navy, made into TOPGUN. None of it. He’d spent his whole life trying to appease his father when he knew it would never happen.

Jake didn’t want to end up like his father, even if he’d already done so much more with his life than his dad ever had. Still, he was scared he would end up just like him. That wasn’t the childhood he wanted for anyone, let alone his own children.

“Then prove you’re not him by doing what’s right.” This time it was Bob speaking up. “I get that you’re scared, but think about how much more scared she is. It’s her body that’s changing, she’s the one that will be pushing this baby out, breastfeeding. She could be doing this entire thing alone and scared. How is that fair?” Jake almost wanted to ask how it was fair to ask him to be forced into this, but no one was forcing him.

You’d given him the option, but you’d made it abundantly clear that if he didn’t want this, he didn’t get to come back. Just as Elyssa had said – this was just as much Jake’s fault as it was yours. He could have said no to sex without the condom. He could have even, at the very least, pulled out but he didn’t. The blame couldn’t land solely on you.

He stared back into the fire. Nodding his head after a good minute. “Alright, yeah you guys are right.” He hated admitting that he was wrong and that someone might know more than him, but this was one time even his ego had to take a step back.

Reaching behind him he pulled out the ultrasound photo that he’d shoved in his back pocket. He had almost thrown it away, but that annoying little voice in the back of his head had convinced him to keep it. Scanning the photo his eyes took in everything on that glossy square. Your name, how many weeks along you were, the measurements. How could they measure something so small? The baby was nothing but a blip pointed out by a white arrow.

Flipping the image over he read the scribbles on the back. All your information written in dainty half script. His thumb ran over it and then he flipped it back over. All the ways he could fuck up that little spec were running through his mind. Putting doubt in his head that he was actually capable of doing this.

Later that night Jake laid in bed, staring at his phone screen as it lit up the dark room. He’d typed, deleted and retyped his message to you over and over again. At first he had just laid it all out in the message. Bared his soul, but then he quickly realized that seemed like a little much given the way he’d acted in the store. So then he deleted it and just typed ‘Hey’. That was quickly discarded. He couldn’t text you like you were one of his hookups. Even if that was kind of exactly what you had been, but now you were much more than that. Finally he settled on something simple.

After proofreading the message a time or two he finally sent it and then immediately put his phone on do not disturb. Otherwise he’d lay there the rest of the night waiting to hear the text tone. As if you were even up at this time of night.

His mind wasted no time conjuring up images of the two of you. Ones where you were a happy, nuclear family. The exact opposite of what he’d grown up with. Images where he’d help a very pregnant you up like he watched Bob help his own wife up. And ones where he collected your sleeping child while you followed behind with their blanket and the sticky sippy cup they’d been drinking out of. It was wild considering he had no clue if that’s the course things would run between the two of you. Would it make things easier? Sure, but that didn’t mean it would happen.

Just because you were having a child together didn’t mean you would fall in love.

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lurkingteapot · 5 months

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Last Twilight ภาพนายไม่เคยลืม Ep 6

another episode that's UP THERE. Goodness. The watch blog is even more incoherent than usual, consider yourselves warned.

Day is like deflect deflect deflect

god that hangover remedy looks TOXIC

oh fuck I didn't clock that August clocked the flower, ffff

aah I love On

I don't love August

afadsfas Mawk

posturing, oh nooo

how does a wrist wrap make anyone collapse? oh wait, he fell and hurt his wrist?

PIZZA

product placement, huh

oh god Mawk is SO jealous

ajaan On!!!

i see August did NOT get a glass of water

I love On

Mawk seeing a CHANCE huh

August like …

oh god this is STRESSFUL I love ittt

the touching-letting go- touching is. SOMETHING.

are you still talking about the shoes, Day?

this house is so cute

I love Phawjai so much

oh goodness, Mawk's FACE just now

Jimmy's really come far

oh man, are those his own? ohh he fixed them

calling it now the flower thing is gonna be merch too

that was a n extremely fake looking stumble right now, sorry not sorry, you've both done better

we're back to the unspecified time story time!

is August flirting or … what

Day definitely is

asfasdfasdf I love On

Mawk just openly pining in front of everyone's salad

is this the Rangsit U sports grounds again

yeah, looks like it

oh god I hate jealousy as a plot device but urgh

okay at least they did not make the banana eating weird

Mawkkkk don't bring down his hopes--

okay, that's more like it

what's UP here

I love these two together

I mean I especially love Phawjai

but they're so good as friends

you're making her point, dude

this is CUTE and I wonder what's gonna be the nail in the coffin for Day to choose Mawk over August

Hi Night, long time no see!

August is TRYING, huh

birthday coming up, huh

I want Chef Mon's hair

oh, are we getting Night backstory, huh

!!!! HE QUIT

he loves his little brother and it's hard for him that Day hates him, that's my read and I'm sticking to it

this seems like they filmed this early on, idk

leaving it to himmmm

I love that it's not that easy to answer and that they can just leave it at that

Day kicking his feet like a little kid!!!

Mawk FLIRTING

DAY FLIRTING BACK

I cannottttt

is he gonna ---------

no mention of the necklace, huh

OH he's putting his own cologne on him????

holy SHIT that's intimate idk also I need to find that scent

(P'Aof and scents is2g)

I LOVE that they're not being coy about the, whatever it is between them

AUGUST PLANNED THIS on one hand: this is so cute!!! on the other hand: YIKES SURPRISE PARTIES

so that's why August took Mawk to buy drinks

so we'll have, what, 1-2 more eps of AugustDay and then a crisis and then MawkDay? aaah

August and that condescending little shoulder slap, WOW

but I want that cake kinda

he's gonna bum a cig-- yep

also how tall is that dude to make Jimmy look short

the cig in the cake, oh man Mawk. I get that you're mad, but that's nasty

he's heartbrokennnn and I bet the social status thing plays into it too

I'm not sure I get what's going on rn--

I love how they show anxiety rising here, it's beautifully done

that's like a "putting your name on things to show they're yours' thing and it's not cute august

preview has me super afraid that we're going to get a kiss out of them next part

I love Gee

love the way they have Day made up here, he really looks like someone coming off a BAD moment or five

the bridgeeee

Mawk is like 'what was I thinking', huh

Day's already fallen for Mawk, he's just catching up to that reality now, huh?

oh August isn't bad at looking smitten, either

not on Mawk's level yet, but that's okay

(Ohm is doing really well for a junior actor)

oh????

CALLED IT

holy shit

oh wow what TIMING, of course

of course

poor Mawk, he's so unlucky with his sunflower timing every time

JimmySea fans everywhere throwing a shit

and Jimmy this is probably the weakest acting I've seen out of you so far

what the fuck why did you push him??? what the??????

was that a pity thing???

oh August, you fucker, the road to hell etc

did Day hear that???

asdfasdfasdfadsfasdfasdasdf adfadfasdfasdfasdfasdfasd oh DEAR

oh man Jimmy is MUCH better at being scary than at being kind

oh I unexpectedly love this??? y'know?

Mawk is Day's safe space atm, I love that.

what a terrible ending to a nice Birthday, huh

is this the early morning?? looks like it

ROOFTOP

kiss?????????

I feel like this is not the time?

that's … gonna backfire

tiny "mai" incoming?

no?

okay but Day is kissing back, huh?

Jimmy's eating

oh his voice went low there

but okay this is gonna get awkward I BET

OH we're going to get the "proving yourself / your love" arc in ep 7, huh. P'AOF!!!!

#last twilight the series #last twilight #ภาพนายไม่เคยลืม #last twilight ep 6 #bl watch liveblog #my nonsense

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onsunnyside · 2 years

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Bambi on the brain I’m just thinking of her trying to make Steve jealous (idk what he did but she got jealous or upset) but Bambi being Bambi is just really bad at it and goes up to Bruce or some agent right in front of Steve and laughs way too loud saying”oh you’re so funny more funny than Stevie.” Then turns to Steve to say “ did you hear Steve” I think more funny

omg yes !! I love this !!

Hm?”

“Did you hear, Stevie? Isn’t he so funny?”

“Yes he is and yes I did, Bambi. Now, do you want potato salad or not?” Steve munches on a cracker and holds two plates in one hand. “Or, do you want more macaroni?”

You pout at him, pulling your hand away from the agent’s arm. “Sorry, must go.” You walk back to the buffet table, twiddling your thumbs. “Hi?”

“Hi, do you want potato salad or macaroni?”

You narrow your eyes, “Both please.” The agent was handsome, but Steve was Steve… and he always had your heart. “Is Stevie upset?”

“Why would I be upset? It’s a beautiful day and we’re having a relaxing lunch with our friends.” He shoves a cracker in your mouth, patting your cheek. “Why don’t you go get us some seats, yeah? I’ll grab us drinks too.”

“What if—sit next to agent man?” You already forgot his name, after all, you were paying more attention to Steve than your actual conversation.

Steve chuckles, knowing exactly what you mean and what you’ve been trying to do. So he decides to play a little. “Really? I kind of wanted to be alone with you, Bambi, but if you want to…”

“No!” You shout, quickly chewing the food and covering your mouth. “We sit alone by the window! No agent man, no anybody!”

The blond smiles, handing you another cracker. “Okay, are you sure?”

“Yes, yes! Will find best seats for us, we can, uhm,” You blink, “have Stevie and Bambi date… be all cute… and stuff.”

“And stuff.” Steve repeats, “Better go quickly before agent man comes by and asks to sit with us, I don’t feel like sharing my girl today.”

It was amusing to see you get so excited and skip across the room, he flashed a wink to the agent who raised his glass in reply. A silent agreement, everything was fine, and you were still his girl.

Jealousy wasn’t his favourite thing, but watching you flirt so badly was worth it. No one was cuter than you as you waved him over, jumping up and down from the window. “Found seats, and hurry please! Ah, and don’t tell agent man!”

#bambi on the brain #fic ask #third eye drabble #third eye: fluff

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broken-glass-puppet · 2 years

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King boo x male reader headcannonz?

Two things: fuck yeah

So I think how you two meet, you were in his castle and obviously we know how is his castle, big, black Stone, spooky, dark, cold and you were lost so he thought "why I don't keep this human?" And he did

Of course not in a yandere way but this man is a yandere and no one can prove me wrong

He showers you in affection and presents but these match perfectly with his aesthetic

Flowers, this man loves gardening and giving you flowers, you need a different room to keep each flower

And talking about flowers, there's a lenguaje of flowers, each one means something and he knows perfectly that

He likes sweets, LOOOVEEES sweets, he's not the type to make sweets but he surely bakes cheese cakes and pies

He also loves tea, don't ask me why

Why do I see him having a British accent? Anyways

He also gives you a lot of shiney things, not necessarily to wear, he likes to take crystals and give them to you

OMG THE DRESSES AND SUITS HE GIVED YOU, they are so pretty, each one with a different color and meaning, one can be black and white with little ghosts like a patron, and the suit's are also very nice, think about a 1880's style

He's super loyal with you

Omg it's like a old romantic movie

He also sings and knows how to play a piano, that's is because he wants you to see him in a good way, proving he can be soft

He thought you were scared of him, my poor baby needs praise and affection

HE ADORES HALLOWEEN, he will prepare a party for everyone in the kingdoms and when they saw you, omg you are so handsome and beautiful

Pet names and I don't need to explain

"my love" "dear" "sweetheart" "baby boy" "honey" he's super caring for you

Soft Dom bf energy

Okay this man also loves to read but you know what he loves to read? ROMANCE BOOKS

Oh you were surprised and confused

And he was embarrassed

So you both don't talk about it so much

Also, dinners, let's say he gets flirty, I mean, very flirty

"although I'm having a feast in front of me, i wouldn't mind having a taste of you, my dear~"

And you are like "really, in front of my salad?"

But he also gets super flustered if you flirt back

Cuddles cuddles cuddles especially when he's reading

Hes scared of thunder storms so prepare to comfort him

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littleoanh · 2 years

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Hiii Albie how are u doing?? I hope you’re doing good💖 Ur work is so amazing I can’t get enough of it!💖💖💖 It started with a smile is so well written i just-asksjdjkwwk🥰

So i got a request if you’re not too busy could u pls make a kakucho fluffy but dom smuttyy smut (like do one u did with ran in the series), i crave this man sm ugh😫 We need to know why he’s the number one boyfriend 😳 Could u make it about him being an absolutely sweetheart like literally obsessed with y/n so whenever someone flirts with her *haitini’s or sanzu’s crackheadass* he gets so feral and into zaddyyy mode real quik that makes y/n never looking to another man ever again.. And rest of bonten are really jealous that kaku is with y/n, she is also superstrong (bonten nr 4) and rlly gorgeous and joined bonten soo this all happends at a meeting or event. He needs to destroy me and then cuddle me afterwards hihi✨

Tysm for ur time🙏🏼💖

A/N: Hello anon darling ❤️! I wish I can say I am doing alright, under the weather atm 😷 but I wanted to post this before passing out again. And thank you for your kind words 🤗. I’m glad you enjoyed my first series! Hahaha, yes I can turn our best boi Kakucho into a dom like I did for Ran. I hope you enjoy this piece!

Only One

Characters: Kakucho x fem!Reader

Warnings: Kakucho treating reader like a goddess, kisses, minor violence (not towards reader), Sanzu degrading reader (in a flashback), reader is flirty with the Haitani Brothers and Sanzu, Kakucho display jealousy, smut (pet play, collaring with a belt [A/N: remember this is fiction, this kink should not be used for newbies], degrading (Kakucho calls reader “stupid pet” and “dumb pet”), face fucking, cum swallowing, sloppy makeout, spankings, unprotected sex [wrap it up people], squirting, biting, hickeys, and creampie), and fluff ending

Special Thanks: EB for proofreading, correcting and beta reading!

Like, reblogging, and kind comments are appreciated.

You’re dangerous. Drop dead gorgeous. Formidable. Kakucho has found his purpose again in life which was to serve you. He treats you like the goddess you are and worships the ground you walk on. Anything you want, he will make sure you’ll have it.

“Angel,” Kakucho softly caresses your sleeping face, “it’s time to wake up.” He places gentle kisses on your eyelids, your cute nose, and your lips. You stir and let out cute little moans that are only meant for him to hear. Your eyes fluttered open, trying to adjust the dim light shining through the bedroom window.

“Mmmm, Kaku.” Your adorable tired voice makes him feel warm inside. You wrap your arms around him to snuggle closer to his chest. “Good morning.” You close your eyes again and he chuckles, he keeps kissing you to wake you up more.

“Good morning, my love. I made breakfast for you.” Your eyes shoot open, staring at him for him to tell you more, “I made some salted salmon, miso soup, tamagoyaki, spinach salad, and pickled daikon.” A beautiful smile spread upon your pouty lips.

“Kaku, you’re the best.” You return small butterfly kisses on his handsome face before you press your lips onto his. Moaning how good his lips feel on yours, wanting to feel him more but Kakucho lifts you up in his strong arms and carries you out to the kitchen and sets you on the chair where he has breakfast laid out for the both of you.

“No Angel, you are the best.” He kisses your forehead before taking a seat next to you. You give him a thankful peck on the cheek before digging in.

This is your usual morning routine with Kakucho whenever you spend the night with him. Waking up to his loving kisses and him making a healthy breakfast for the both of you. While you are getting ready in his bathroom, he is busy packing a bento box lunch and making your favorite coffee. When he feels your radiating presence in the room, he finds you wearing a sexy pantsuit. Your hair is styled, your makeup (which he thinks you look better without) is flawless, and your confident stance is alluring.

“Ready, my love?”

“Ready.” Your seductive smile sets his heart beat at a blistering pace.

Kakucho never carried a briefcase with him before, but ever since he started dating you he has. The reason is because he wants to make sure he has everything in there to take care of you. Spilled coffee on your shirt? He has a stain remover stick. Lipstick faded? He has your shade. Your hair tie snapped during a fight? He has extras. Cut yourself? He has a basic first aid kit. Too tired to walk in your high heels? He brought your flats. He even has extra feminine products in his briefcase in case you have your monthly cycle during the day. Also your favorite chocolate bars.

He will open doors for you, walk on the side of the curb, has an extra blanket or jacket in his car in case you get cold… just the perfect gentleman.

Stepping into the Bonten building, all eyes are on you. You exude confidence, fierceness, and attractiveness that always grab everyone’s attention. The moment you and Kakucho step into the conference room, someone comes to surprise you by trying to trip you backwards. You hold your steady stance, grabbing your supposed “assailant” and flip them back, knocking them on their ass.

“Better luck next time, Sanzu.” Your shit eating grin appears on your smug face. Normally Kakucho’s natural instincts would come to your aid but this is a normal occurrence between you and Sanzu.

[Flash Back]

“This is… our no. 4?” Sanzu approached you, eyeing you up and down. Sure you are attractive, he looked at you once more… okay, really attractive. Maybe you have wit. But to be no. 4 in command, you need to be ruthless and strong. Your appearance did not show that. “All you have is looks, sweetheart. You’re better off working at a whore house.”

Kakucho was about to come into your defense until something took all their breath away. It was so quick that it happened in a blink of an eye. You knocked Sanzu’s ass down without hesitation and with great strength. The ground even shook from the impact. Sanzu was groaning in pain, he didn’t see this coming. Mikey displayed a small proud smile.

You turned to face the rest of the executives with your deadly aura and terrifying stare, “Anyone else believe I would be better off working at a whore house?” No one dared question you. Kakucho was immediately enamored with you. He never liked Sanzu in the first place and the fact you taught him a lesson made Kakucho respect you.

“You really took me by surprise, sweetheart.” Sanzu was staggering to get back up, “Your strength is exhilarating!” His droopy eyes showed some excitement. “As Bonten no. 2, I will not hold back and put you back in your place, No. 4.” He towered over you, your quick eyes noticed his movement to try to use your technique and you counter it flawlessly.

“I would like to see you try, Pinky.” You walked to sit in an empty seat next to Kakucho. The moment you two made eye contact, he knew he found a reason for living.

[End Flashback]

“Ahhh, so close!” Sanzu happily admits his defeat and pulls himself up from the floor. Rin and Koko scoff while you roll your eyes and stare into his dilated blue eyes boringly.

“Not even close, Pinky.” You and Kakucho saunter to your usual seats, he hands you your coffee and you thank him before taking a sip of the delicious taste. Kakucho always makes the perfect amount of sweetness. Ran has been observing both of your interactions with his amusing eyes.

“Spend the night with our little Kakucho?” Ran playfully asks with his arm plop on the table and leaning his head against his hand. Rin snickers when he sees the look of embarrassment on Kakucho’s face. Mikey, Koko, Mochi, and Takeomi flicker their eyes in your direction, it’s obvious that you did but they still want to see how this plays out.

“Why? Are you jealous, Ran Ran?” You match his playfulness with a seductive smile, Kakucho frowns when he sees you flirting back. He doesn’t like it when you do that, especially when you smile like that. It should only be for him.

“Always.” Ran gives you a flirty wink, “My bed is so cold without you. Come over to warm it up sometime.” Kakucho hands ball into fists. He is close to wanting to punch Ran, not like how you are flirting in front of him.

“You’re always welcome in my bed too.” Rin joins in the little fun, you let out that cute giggle of yours that Kakucho loves but not when it’s towards someone else.

“If you want me, you need to come and claim me darling.” Your seductive smile didn’t falter, upsetting Kakucho even more. Why are you going along with them?

“Oh?” Sanzu arches one of his eyebrows, “Is that what Kakucho did? How is he in bed?” He boldly asks you in front of everyone, Kakucho’s cheeks are heated. “From what I can tell,” Sanzu’s droopy eyes land on Kakucho, “it doesn’t seem like he can tame a brat like you.” Kakucho’s eyes glowered at him. “I mean if it were me,” He tilts his head to the side with a sadistic smile, “you’d be collared and I’ll show everyone what an obedient pet you are.”

“Is that right?” Your eyes challenge his statement, “You think you can handle a brat like me?” Kakucho’s fists clench tighter, imagining the Haitani brothers and Sanzu claiming you. This does not sit well with him.

“Come to my office after this meeting and I will gladly show you.” Sanzu’s smirk.

“Why wait until after the meeting? Don’t you want to show everyone what an obedient pet I am-” Kakucho abruptly stands up and everyone stares at him, bewildered. Nobody gets to call you their pet, except for him. He grabs your wrist, yanks you out of your seat, and drags you out. “Ah! Kaku-” He faces you with a dominating expression you never saw on him before.

“Shut. Up.” Your eyes widen in surprise and immediately close your mouth. Everyone is surprised to see this side of Kakucho. He stares at everyone else down with a glare, “We’ll be back later.” He pulls your wrist and takes you out of the conference room.

“Um… is it alright for them to leave?” Mochi asks this puzzling question. Everyone looks at Mikey, who is eating his taiyaki.

“He needs to tame her.” Mikey glances over the rest of them, “Commence the meeting.” The rest of the executives are jealous of Kakucho who is excused to teach you a lesson.

The car ride is silent, deathly silent. Normally, it’s a comfortable silence. But this, you are afraid to look at him. You can feel how pissed he is. Kakucho has never been this mad at you, actually scratch that… he’s barely ever mad at you. He parks in front of his place, you open your own car door for once and step out. He walks ahead of you which is completely out of the norm and you follow him behind. The elevator ride is also silent, he wouldn’t meet your eyes.

Closing the front door behind you, you expect him to say something but instead, he walks into the kitchen leaving you alone. You hear him rummaging through the kitchen drawers. Hesitantly, you call after him. “Kakucho?” He ignores you and continues doing his own task. In several minutes, he steps out with his belt in his hand. That’s strange.

He approaches you with an unreadable expression. “Kakucho, what-” He grabs you by the jaw, pulling you towards him. Your eyes go wide, yelping at the sudden force. This is not like the Kakucho who has always been a gentleman.

“Strip.” He demands, pushing you away. You stumble back, still shocked but you do as you're told. You don’t want to upset him even more. Plus, this is getting interesting… His hungry eyes watch you strip naked in front of him. When you’re finally bare, Kakucho wraps his belt around your neck, sticking the prong into a new hole he must have made in the kitchen. He tugs on his new makeshift collar and leash, making sure it isn’t too tight. “How does this feel?” His voice is monotone but stares at you sternly.

“I can still breathe.” He nods in approval.

“Then get down on all fours.” Your eyes gape in surprise.

“Wh-what?” Kakucho pulls the belt to bring you closer to his face.

“I said. Get down on all fours.” Your legs shake, but this is kinda exciting to see this side of him. You did as he told you, looking up to see what he wants you to do next. “Take off my pants.” You use your hands to unbutton his pants but he slaps your hand. “Use your mouth. Since that’s all you’re good for.” You know you shouldn’t get turned on by his degradation but you can feel your pussy throb. You did your best to use your mouth to unzip and unbutton but you are not able to do it. “Useless. Can’t do anything by yourself.” He unbuttons his pants then pulls out his semi hard cock and dangles in front of your face. You stare at the pre cum leaking from his tip. “Do I have to tell you everything? You know what to do.” Kakucho pulls on his belt and you gasp.

You lean forward to lick a long stride from the base of his balls to the tip of his cock. You twirl your tongue around his head, teasing him and he pulls on the belt again.

“Fuck, stop teasing me, bitch. Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.” You did what he told and he shoves his cock down your throat. You feel him in the back of your throat and you gag. “Relax your throat and breathe through your nose.” You follow his instructions, able to breathe normally but not for long. He roughly fucks your throat as if you are his personal fleshlight. Your tears are run down your face and spit is dripping down your neck. You moan and gag every time he goes too deep. “Fuck this is what your mouth is good for. Being stuffed with my cock.” Your pussy is dripping down to your thighs.

He tugs the belt to pull you closer to have your nose touch his abdomen and he spills his cum directly down your throat while groaning. Forcing you to swallow every drop. His cock stops pulsating inside your mouth and he pulls out. You try to catch your breath, your jaw is sore and your lips are swollen from the rough treatment. Not that you’re complaining. Kakucho pulls the belt to have you stand up and he messily makes out with you. His tongue invades your mouth, dominating your tongue. He breaks the kiss, spit connecting both your lips.

“Crawl over to the couch and bend over on the arm.” You get down on your hands and knees and crawl towards his couch with him following you. Then you pull yourself up and bend over on the arm of the couch. Kakucho removes the rest of his clothing and stroking his cock.“Spread your ass cheeks.” Your cheeks go red with embarrassment. Kakucho spanks your ass, “Spread them.” His stern voice commands you, you shyly spread your ass cheek. He leans down, feeling him inspecting your pussy and he blows air making your pussy clench at nothing. “Pathetic hole.” Kakucho drags his cock up and down on your wet slit before ramming it hard against your cervix.

“AH!” You cry out. He punishes your pussy and tugs the belt, making your back arch. The couch squeaks, your tits bounce, your pussy is making wet lewd sounds and you hear Kakucho’s breathy moans. He lifts your leg up, forcing you to let go of your ass cheeks and fucks you even deeper. “Ah, fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Kaku-” He yanks the belt harshly and it cuts off your moans.

“Master.” Kakucho corrects you while continuing to brutally thrust into your cunt. You can’t hold out much longer and you feel you are about to burst.

“Ma-Master! ‘M gonna cum. Need to cum!”

“Beg your master.”

“Please, please, please please! Let me cum!” Your tears are dripping from holding out your pleasure. Kakucho dips his hand down to rub your clit and you squeal.

“Cum.” You release the knot in your stomach, squirting clear liquid on the arm of the couch and the floor and your eyes roll back. This is the first time you squirt and you are in bliss. Once you are down from your high, Kakucho tugs his belt, “We’re not done yet.” He drags you around the couch and he sits down on the cushion. “Fuck yourself on this cock like the stupid pet you are.”

Your jelly legs straddle over him, you hold his cock to sink down on it. And holy fuck, he’s fucking deep. Too deep. Making you feel full. Kakucho slaps your ass with a cold look in his eyes, telling you to move. You bounce on his cock, feeling every inch of his length and girth. Kakucho harshly sucks on your bouncing tits, biting them and marking them. Your legs are growing weak, you resort to grinding and feeling his cock move inside of you.

“Tired already? What a dumb pet.” His cold words spat, but it didn’t register you since you are dumbed out. Kakucho holds your hips and fucks into you, making you moan and scream in pleasure.

“Master! I-I need’a cum! Please lemme cum!” Feeling another orgasm building up.

“Do it. I’m going to cum inside this pathetic hole.” Your pussy squeezes his cock so hard, it nearly pushes him out but he prevents it. The moment he bites hard on your neck, clear liquid gushes out, wetting his cock and abdomen. He continues to fuck into your wet pussy, feeling close to ejaculation. You whine from overstimulation, your clit is too sensitive. He lets out a deep sexy moan and thick ropes of cum shoots inside your gummy walls. Kakucho holds you tightly, not wanting any drop of cum to spill out.

You both try to catch your breaths, sweat dripping from your bodies. Kakucho notices his markings on your tits are bluish purple and he softly caresses around it.

“Did this hurt?” His voice is now back to a gentle tone.

“It stings a little but I’m alright. That was a lot of fun.” You reassure him with a blissful expression, Kakucho carefully removes the belt around your neck. There is a slight marking around your neck, he winces a little for manhandling you. He lifts you up and carries you to his bedroom. He cautiously lays you on his comfortable bed and cuddles you from behind. His strong arms wrap you in a tight but a safe space for you.

“I’m sorry for hurting you.” Kakucho’s eyes see a dark hickey forming on your shoulder too and lightly kisses it. “I got jealous, I didn’t like it when you or the Haitani brothers or Sanzu flirt. I know it’s selfish of me because we’re not officially together-”

You turn your face and kiss him deeply, in hopes to wash away his jealousy. “You are the only one I want.” You turn your body back around to face him completely. “Don’t ever be jealous of them because they will never have me.” You kiss him passionately, Kakucho runs his rough fingers through your disarray hair.

“Please… let me stay by your side no matter what.” Leans his forehead against yours.

“Don’t ever leave my side.”

“Never, my love.” You share another passionate kiss, feeling each other’s unspoken love.

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He is drinking his third shot when he realises that fuck it, if he could graduate from Harvard, becoming a doctor and a fucking excellent pilot, the 1% of the 1%, he could surley master the courage to go and talk with Admiral Kazansky. He has to talk with the man, not ask him for a date because he isn't Fritz. Frizt could go there and ask the man without having half of the alcohol Harvard has in his body now. He's not drunk, he swear. He just need a little liquid courage. Oh honey, you can go and talk to the man, he isn't going to eat you Penny says, filling his glass one more time. This is the last one of the night, so you go there before Mav comes around and swips him out before everyone's eyes. Okay, okay he can do it. Thanks Penny he says drinking until the last drop of his vodka.

He's half way the bar when Captain Mitchell slides on the booth, just on the right side of the Admiral and kisses him. Nope, so not gonna happen to night, sorry, he tried at least? he tries to convince himself when a hand drags him back towards the booth. So Harvard, my dear husband is asking himself when you would have find the courage to come and talk to him or if he had to make the first move to come to you. Now kid, you have to now that Iceman does the first move only with me or when he wants to get someone to disappear Mav says with a conspiratorial look at his husband so what about you sit your ass down son? I'd hate to loose another pilot so soon.

Harvard has to be very pale because another pilot? Oh god, he's going to die. Did Admiral Kazansky really- oh for chrissake Pete, let the man sit and have another drink before he has a heart attack. And then Harvard is sitting down without realising because Maverick is sneaky and he should have known better than to just trust the man. There's a beer already in front of himself and so, lieutenant what was all that fret? If it wasn't for the uniform, and that I hand picked you, I would have asked Penny to escort you out or that you were trying to flirt with me. the Adrmial says after a long minute of silence and Harvard is really trying to not choke on his own beer. It's-i'm not Fitz sir, I was trying to find the moment to come here and talk to you, sir. Everyone else did it and I didn't like to be left out of the loop, sir.

Uhuh, you're one of the kids I haven't seen around the house yet. But here you're, you can speak and introduce yourself the man is positively trying not to laugh and Captain Mitchell is stuffing is mouth of peanuts because he wants to be serious. He's going to say something, he really is, because his mouth is opening and closing and the beer bottle is slowly but steadley becoming lighter and still, not a single sentence is out.

Admiral Kazansky is looking at him, Captain Mitchell is looking at him, hell Penny is looking at him behind the bar but still, silence.

Did Mav ever told you what he did to piss Admiral Cane that much? the Admiral asks, looking back at his husband who's already trying to escape the story behind the question. But no sir, he didn't and so it begins.

Penny has to send them all out because she has to close the bar but the Admiral, call me Iceman, is still going on and on about this or that thing that Mav did or sharing randomly old gossip about other Admirals and Harvard's jaw is aching for how much he's laughin. It's 3 am and he has to go to sleep because in four hours they are going to have another loop to do and he needs to sleep but he really doesn't want to leave them. Now he gets why everyone is always around their house and why Halo decided to work with this particular Admiral years ago.

Do you prefer waffles or pancake Lieutenant? the Admiral asks, after exchanging their goodbyes.

Pancakes with a side of fruit salad, sir he answers, confused by the question. The last person who was interested in his breakfast habits was Yale and that's a particular story that involves a burn pan he doesn't want to think about right now. As it, it happend just two mornings ago and most of their clothes are still smelling like smoke.

Another on your side than, Mav. We will be expecting you on Sunday morning, it's going to be a brunch, all the squadron and the hopes are less alcohol in the mimosas than last time the Admiral announces before walking away, a half asleep Maverick on his side and Penny looking at them by her car.

Sunday morning. Perfect. Now he just has to find the strength to wake up at seven for the rest of the week. Easy peasy. And he can finally tell Fitz he talked to the man and take Yale with him so maybe, maybe, is boyfriend is going to learn how to cook once and for all.

#brigham harvard lennox #tom iceman kazansky #how to adopt young adults 101 (icemav edition)#penny benjamin #billy fitz avalone (mentioned)#harvard tooke the melodrama from fitz and decided to make it his and then some #lil snap on how Halo met Iceman when he was a newly promoted three stars Admiral #hint harvard x yale #icemav #top gun: maverick

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ghostly-penumbra · 2 years

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Ectober 2022. Day Thirty-one

Folk Tales

Ao3 FFN

Summary: A pair of hunters listen to some nonsense.

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Sam looked up from his salad and met Dean's eyes across the table. They had heard right and were now in a new trail.

"No, man, I'm being serious! The ghost wolf of Amity is real, I saw it with my own eyes!" A college guy told his friends with frantic energy two tables down from where they were eating.

They were in a small dinner next to the highway in Fuckin' Nowhere, Wisconsin, —Fitchburg, Sam corrected him—, and they (Sam) had done their research on the area before taking out the vampires’ nest yesterday.

“Oh, please, Chase. Everyone knows Amity Park is a tourist trap. You probably saw some kid in a fursuit.”

Dean snorted with a considering smile, whilst Sam grimaced in embarrassment.

(They wouldn’t be talking about how they knew what a fursuit was. Ever.)

“Yeah, sure, a seven foot tall kid with claws as large as my head and fangs as big as my di-”

“Dylan, you were with Chase this weekend. Did ya see some bigass werewolf?” The oldest-sounding dude asked.

“Nope, I was fucking wasted, and so was he! Idiot here just got pranked by a hot chick that got tired of his shit-flirting and took him to the woods.”

The group hollered with laughter whilst Sam and Dean shared another glance, this one more questioning.

“Well, believe what you want, I know what I saw! That thing was a werewolf, and a ghost too! That’s what they call it, anyway.”

“Alright, dumbass, answer me this: if you saw this ‘ghost wolf of Amity’, then hy did no one else see it? And for that matter, why are you still alive?”

Sam and Dean both raised their eyebrows. Good question.

“Sorry, what was that? I can’t hear you.”

“Because- because it extended its metal claws and opened a portal and left- stop laughing! That’s what happened!”

“Shane,” said Dylan between laughter, “you’re a bad drunk, man.”

Sam and Dean looked at each other and rolled their eyes. Some folk tales really were just drunk tales.

#Danny Phantom #Wulf #Supernatural #SuperPhantom #Dean Winchester #Sam Winchester #ectoberweek2022 #ectober week 2022 #ectober week #ectober #ectober 2022 #day thirty-one #folk tales

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Questions about your view of Hyde in relationships (for research purposes and bc I want to put your version of Hyde in my mouth and chew him like gum /pos):

-How does jealously work for Hyde? Does he only feel it for certain people or in certain situations? What are situations that would make him jealous? To use current rp relationships as examples - how would he feel if Dorian started flirting with a waiter while they were on a date vs Dorian coming back covered in hickeys? Or someone flirting with Gabriel vs Gabriel being in a relationship with more than just Hyde?

-How does Hyde express love, since they seem to be unable to verbally articulate it a lot of the time? In more simple words, going by a commonly known system, what would be their love language? How do they prefer to receive love vs how do they show it?

-This is only half a relationship question but. If your Hyde sat down with a modern day psychologist and a DSM5, what diagnoses would it walk out with? How do these different things effect it’s relationships with other people?

Apologies for the several questions. Please let me know if this many questions bother you. I just want to put your Hyde in a salad spinner so very bad /pos

AAAA thank you! I love developing my little guy (horrible old man that kills)

-Hyde is a pretty jealous guy when it comes to the people he's latched on specifically. Usually they're very careless- he is disconnected from humanity in general and what any dumb human being does is NOT his business... but if it involves the very few people he tolerates, then yes, they are jealous, even possessive, with the last threads of his moral compass acting as a buffer at times to prevent him from getting downright creepy. If Dorian started flirting or making out with someone during a date he'd get more mad that he's not paying attention to it and "getting distracted".

nOW, if we're talking Gabriel, breathing in his direction would be a perfect recipe for disaster. And Hyde only lets him see other people because (through gritted teeth) thats what makes Gabriel happy. What, nobody said Hyde was a good person to date.

-They show love through physical attention and body language, like... walking over to someone, getting close, touching them, nuzzling them, the works. However, it's aware their touch puts people on edge, so ironically enough he avoids touching the people he loves the most, at least at first.

But, in general, I think their love language is, in terms of giving love, more like, quality time, you know? If he can't touch you at least it can sit by you in silence, reading a book, just... blessing you with his presence, I suppose. And this isnt just a Hyde think; Jekyll has always been like that. In terms of receiving I think he's the type to like gifts and little details like preparing a fancy date or expensive stuff, they LOVE to be pampered and made to feel special.

This means that, if Hyde REALLY loves you and does not only see you as a fucktoy OR a temporary fling, he will be simultaneously very touch starved AND very skittish. He's basically a cat. He wants to cuddle but he's afraid you will not like it, which is something that never applies to one night stands or week-long things.

-Eddie Hyde is undiagnosable <3 ok ok i was kidding. I think he'd be diagnosed with ADHD, autism, dissociative depersonalization, a nasty addiction to (gestures broadly) lots of things, and maybe also ASPD or at the very least w antisocial behaviors plus paranoia.

I think that if he was diagnosed as Jekyll the ASPD and the ADHD would have been less noticeable because Jekyll is MASKING SO MUCH it hurts, but conversely, they would have gotten the OCD label slapped on. I'm not entirely sure if Jekyll/Hyde has full on OCD but his brain is indeed intrusive thoughts central. Their thoughts are 80% HHHGMGHGM YOU DID A BAD YOU'RE GOING TO HELL FOREVERRRRRR.

If you want a honest answer: Jekyll doesn't like people very much, with few exceptions, and is INCREDIBLY arrogant and self-centered to the point he has ZERO qualms with being mean to their friends (all three of them) and his "social" persona is just an elaborate act that drains him a lot. So as Hyde he just... lets it all out and that's why he's LIKE THAT.

And? please? dont put Hyde in a salad spinner, he will get dizzy.

#dr jekyll and mr hyde #jekyll and hyde #the strange case of dr jekyll and mr hyde

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psychologeek · 7 months

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The Long Road.

Feel free to share. Based on true stories.

Tw: wounds, terror, death and possible death, implied sexual assault, etc. - lmk if I missed anything)

Party (The Long Road)

You just turned 18, and your sister wants to PARTY. It's common - she's the wilder one, and you are more shy. But you love each other, so sometimes she stays home with you and sometimes you go out with her.

Her boyfriend got the three of you tickets for this awesome party. It's a peace rave, and you're gonna PARTY till dawn. You get a drink, or two, and maybe smoke a joint (or two).

(It's peaceful and beauty. You are with your twin and you are whole).

There's this guy there, and he starts flirting with you. Your sister go to make out with her BF, whispering: "go get him, tiger!"

You are nervous af and not really sure, but hopefully he liked you?

He did ask for your number, so. Maybe?

He's cute, and you talk for almost an hour before his friends called him.

(You gave him your number, obviously. )

Your sister is high and you are used to the way she and her boyfriend are, but- ew.

Right in front of your salad?

You sit on the ground and watch the beautiful sunrise, as the sky slowly turn red and the it's getting lighter.

There's loud noises, but it's common here so. You're not really worried. You just look for your sister to make sure she's still around and didn't leave you behind to do the deed.

(Again)

There's a loud BOOM, and you realise the rockets are in the area. You scan harder for your sister as you run for non-existing shelter.

There's a sound of firearms shooting from somewhere and everything is blurry and you can't breathe and you can't find anyone you know and-

Someone grabs you by the arm, and you scream.

"Shush!" Your sister hiss. "Don't be such a scary can't, gosh". She's high, and her hair is all messed up but her boyfriend is nowhere to be seen. She notices your searching look.

"He's starting the car. I went looking for you," she roll her eyes. "Someone gotta make sure you're okay, right? I'm your older sister. ".

"By EIGHT MINUTES," you mumble.

(But you don't feel like fighting over it as usual. You can see your sister's scared, and so are you. You have no idea what's happening).

You keep running towards the vehicles, and there are screams you don't understand.

(You don't look aside. You step on something red and sticky but you DON'T LOOK DOWN).

There's a couple running towards you. He's wounded, and she's holding his shoulder.

"Don't go right," they whisper in horror. "They are shooting there".

You hold your sister's hand tight as you keep running. You don't know where, but you run. Your sister's by your side, and you try to focus on breathing and not crying.

Your sister fall, and you try to help her up when the shooting gets closer. You fall by her, holding her like you did in the womb, and pray they won't see you.

(You can hear someone screaming. There's a short fire and then silence.

You hear a girl screaming, begging, "no! Please, don't!" And you don't know which is worse).

Your sister sob into your shoulder, and you put your hands on her back, pushing her into you, trying to mute the noise.

(Your fucking brain can't stop thinking about how and when will your parents hear about it, since they don't use the phone on Shabbat. You wonder if you'll die first, and you don't know if you wish for that or not).

There's silence around, and you wait, listen carefully, as you think about keep running.

But your sister won't get up.

"I'm sorry I dragged you here," she cries. "It's my fault.just go. Leave."

But she is your sister. Your twin. Your other half.

You won't leave her behind.

She slowly stands up and you realise her leg is bleeding. She was shot, and you don't dare looking.

You have no water or food and your sister need assistance to walk. But you keep moving.

(You carry your sister, and you look at the road. At one point you see the man who screamed before, and you tell your sister: "Don't look at the road").

You walk. You don't know for how long or how far, but you walk.

There's a sudden noise behind, and you throw your sister to the side of the road and throw yourself on her body. It's a car, and the driver sees you and you get ready to die.

(You're already covered by your sister's blood).

He stop by you and you kiss your sister for the last time.

Then the car stops, and you hear

"Fuck fuck fuck be alive please be alive oh my god."

(He speaks your language).

"Hi, hi, can you walk? You alive?"

You get up, and it's the guy from the party.

"Holly shit, I thought we were dead," you almost cry.

But your sister is pale and you get inside the car and the guy get out one of those lame first aid kits, but it has something to tie around her leg and you're covered with blood and pain and you think to yourself and your sister-

"We can make it. We'll survive."

You don't look out of the window. You don't look at the road. You look at your living sister, drinking an old bottle of water probably left in the car for week but WHO FUCKING CARES you're out!

And then the shooting starts again. The guy from the party start driving in a zig zag pattern trying to avoid it. (you realise you can't even remember his name, which is rediculus consider it all.)

You're flying, and moving, and-

When you wake up, you're on disoriented and stare right at red window, confused, thinking

"Wait, something feels off".

Your sister keep her hand on your mouth, and you can see her mouth

"They're coming. Play dead."

And then there's shouting and noise outside and your head's aching and your sister look dead and you don't know if it's acting or-

Or-

(It's acting. You decide it's acting.)

And you try to stay quiet and play dead, but there's a loud noise and you move and they see you and say something and you don't get it and-

Someone's got a knife and there's a gun aimed at you and-

Someone tear out your seat belt and -

They look around, dismiss your sister and-

(They aren't dead. They can't be.)

They pull you out and take you by force, put you on a motorcycle.

(It's hurt. You're scared. You want your sister. You want your mom. )

You don't know what's coming, but as they take you you look back at the road.

You think about the young man you saw, and the woman you didn't.

You think about an old story, warning to never look back.

You still does.

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RAHHGHGHGH . so glad i can finally be fucking insane in the membrane abt dutch without spoilering . i know hes not ur guy from this one but hes such a fucking beast to me i need to put him in the salad spinner and watch him go .

his like subtle manipulation of everyone , particularly arthur, john and molly. oh my god i could talk for england abt molly oshea. dutch's romantic relationships are like a microcosm of how his manipulation and favour with arthur / john plays out over the course of the game . he was originally with susan grimshaw ( rip to the goat ) , then it's heavily implied he did her extremely dirty and ditched her for molly, a aristrocratic but crucially younger and less experienced woman who better embodied his big , grand ideas ( oh motif of dutch surrounding himself by rich lovely things. like his clothes . ostensibly pretty extravagant for an outlaw but when you get closer you see how ripped and frayed they are , representing him clinging onto a lost way of life ). THEN at several points in the game if you explore camp , you can see dutch flirting with karen multiple times !!! karen who is like NINETEEN i think ??

hes such a fucking scumbag . he does not get attached to people in the normal way . he views them as extensions of his pretentious beliefs . he preys on young, vulnerable people with nothing to lose, offering them a home , a family , only to use it against them when they start waking up to the reality. and it hurts so much watching arthur come to this realisation because he loves dutch so goddamn much , he sticks around for wayyyy longer than he should've because he's loyal down to his fucking core .

sidenote sorry for being insane . dutch has my fav speech in the whole game which is his one to milton ... 'ain't no such thing as civilised. it's man so in love with greed, he has forgotten himself and found only appetites ' ohhh dutch ur so silly dont u want to introspect a little . arent u tired of projecting . dont u just wnana go apeshit.

i know a lot about dutchs story through osmosis from beloved lamb and you are SO right that his relationships with women (particular his trading in of women for younger models whenever he so feels like it) is a microcosm of how he manipulates people in the game !!! it always baffles me when i remember that dutch was with grimshaw once upon a time and it feels . so apt to think that it would later be grimshaw to kill her, especially in the midst of the crisis of the gang falling apart.

i LOVEEE the motif of dutchs obsession with luxury - unaffordable luxury. its such a great way to subtly represent his greed that will eventually kill him. not only is it present in his appearance, but its really the most impactful when held up with how hosea dresses himself. hosea is such an important anchor to the gang, and an important part of leveling dutch overall. i really like that element and that hosea dresses primarily in blue while dutch does in red... i love the way the honor system uses color because once you see it you cannot Unsee it and it makes me insane

and i think that obsession with the finer things and also his consistent preying on the young and vulnerable and how he groomed arthur and john into violece is once again.... sooo representative of the fact that dutchs main sin is a deep pride and a sense of arrogance. he DOES believe that all people in the gang are some extension of his bullshit philosphy and he views his love (which i do believe he views as genuine love) as holy and righteous...dutch believes himself to know best. better than anyone, for everything. whether that be in clothes or how to live and act. his prestige is so ... fake... he is SO fake. he has constructed an entire life upon a falsity and false understanding and he's sold it time and time again to recruit members. and he does it so well that it drives the gang to obsess over loyalty and dutchs word as law.

the only thing that was tempering that for so long was hosea. hosea was the voice of reason. hosea was the counter. and when hosea inevitably dies - dutch completely slips and sinks further and further into his unethical tirade. but dutch still has some humanity in him, and everything snaps back to reality when arthur dies in front of him and it is all dutch's fault in some capacity. its the one time in the game where dutch is forced to reflect inward, because he did love arthur. he did. i know he did. and that is precisely why he leaves arthur there alone - because he is then forced to face every single reality all at once when arthur dies like that. and it is so .so .

#return to sender #i have to stop yapping im so sorry about this but god. arthurs love for dutch is so pure and true. theres such true belief in it #dutchs love for arthur is less pure but i do think he did love arthur. he did and thats the worst part to me.#he is a complete scumbag. a selfish and worthless piece of shit with no capacity for being critiqued #but he is so nuanced at the same time. i need to play the game 6 more times.#DO NOT GET ME STARTED ON HIS PROJECTING WHEN HE SPEAKS TO ENEMIES #THE O DRISCOLLS...THE PINKERTONS #i believe so sincerely that the only reason dutch specifically killed angelo bronte was because bronte called him exactly for what he is #and he couldnt STAND that #a.rdr2

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static-errorcode-13 · 3 months

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incorrect quotes with my ocs

Static : I have so much energy, I want to run a marathon or commit a crime... which should I do?

Galaxy orb: Please don’t get arrested.

Static : No promises! <3

Potion: Why not both? Get creative!

Static : Wonderful suggestion, thank you.

Galaxy orb: Please don’t encourage them, Potion.

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Galaxy orb: Didn't you die?!

Static : That was weeks ago, dude. Things change.

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Galaxy orb: Remember, Planty, don't do anything I wouldn't do.

Planty: I think I crossed that line when I got a date.

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Static: *Laughs* Babe, you had a crush on me? That’s embarrassing—

Potion: We’re married.

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Salad: Are we fighting or flirting?

Kill code : I'm pinning you against a wall with my hand around your neck-

Salad: Your point?

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Shelly: *Gives a bouquet to Lampy*

Lampy: You know I'm allergic.

Shelly: That's the point.

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Lampy: Are you laughing at that video of Banna and Cone fighting?

Glitter jar: No.

Glitter jar: I'm laughing at the comments.

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Shelly, on the phone: Oh, hey man! Sorry for accusing you of murder last week.

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Potion: I still have no idea how I’m attracted to you...

Static: Yeah, well, you’re stuck with me, and no take backs, honey.

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Potion: Two brooooos!

Static: Chillin' in a hot tub!

Potion: Five feet apart 'cause we're not gay!

Static:

Potion:

Static: *tearing up*

Potion: Babe, c'mon...

Static: AND HERE YOU REALLY HAD ME THINKING WE HAD SOMETHING.

Potion: Babe...

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Kill code: Okay, but if your not gay then why are you always holding my hand and kissing me and telling me I’m your boyfriend?

Salad: Dude- Its satire!

Kill code: THAT'S NOT WHAT SATIRE MEANS!

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Static: Guys, there’s a monster under my bed and it’s really ugly.

Glitchzy, on the bottom bunk: Honestly, fuck you.

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Static: And what did we learn, Kill code?

Kill code: Tackling someone isn’t the correct response to being asked a simple question.

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Static: Am I a boy? Am I a girl? It doesn't matter. I'm going to burn your house down.

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Static: Hey, Potion, do you have feelings for me? Potion: Yeah, anger.

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Kill code: I’m here for the cult stuff.

Glichzy: How did you find us?

Kill code: I saw your ad on craigslist.

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Glichzy: Yeah I'm LGBT.

Glichzy: cuLt leader.

Glichzy: God hates me personally.

Glichzy: cowBoy hat.

Glichzy: *sniffles* Trying my best.

#incorrect quotes #object show oc #objectsona #object oc #oc x sona #oc x oc ship

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rosethornewrites · 10 months

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NR, E, & M reading since 6/27

The usual

Finished

Not Rated:

5+1 times Lan sect members tried to marry NMJ in front of LXC's salad (LXC/NMJ), by nirejseki

Prompt: A 5 + 1 idea? Untamed verse: 5 times people flirted with NMJ and he Did Not Realize, and for the one, either the one time he Did Get It, or the one time he tried to flirt with someone else.

assassin!JGY, by nirejseki

Prompt: AU where MY doesn't fight in the sunshot campaign but JGS sees the use of a bastard who's eager to please him and employs him as a spy/assassin for himself. JGS still wants NMJ dead but without the Lan songs or any previous ties NMJ proves to be a man that's annoyingly hard to kill (some 3zun or Nieyao would be nice)

NMJ ascends to godhood, by nirejseki

Prompt: NMJ’s mother really was a War Goddess. Instead of dying from JGY’s poisoned song, NMJ ascends instead.

Explicit:

Reproductive Intent, by Admiranda, Rynne (4th in a series)

When Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian rescue a lost child on a nighthunt, it leads to conversations about the future and a reaffirmation of just how much they love each other. Also the opportunity to discover new and exciting kinks.

Mature:

Aunt Knows Best, by misbehavingvigilante

In which Yu Ziyuan and Wei Wuxian manage to have a less turbulent relationship in due part to genderfuckery.

Or a what if au where Yu Ziyuan accidentally becomes a better parent and how that fixes things.

Unfinished

Not Rated:

For you, I’d dive into the depths of hell, by lightsfillthesky

Wei Wuxian travels back in time with a vengeance.

you can have the best of me, baby, by stiltonbasket

Twelve hours after Jiang Cheng and the others escape from Mount Muxi, Wei Wuxian risks wading into the lake and discovers that the underwater passage to the stream in the maple wood has been blocked behind the tortoise’s body.

“It’s sleeping right beside the opening,” he whispers, when he and Lan Zhan are safe in a tunnel of rock too narrow for the Xuanwu’s neck and head. “Judging by the current in the water, that passage was the only way out.”

Trapped in the Xuanwu's cave with no means of escape, Lan Wangji suggests a surprising course of action to strengthen himself and Wei Wuxian for battle: dual cultivation.

The session proves successful, but despite their best efforts, Wei Wuxian's golden core yields unexpected consequences for them both.

Explicit:

Blood Harmony, by Christinapere, Director_XuanWu, Lia_Rose

"Yunmeng Jiang accepts this alliance, with a condition that this marriage is an equal marriage, as it is between two sought youths, the Second Heir of Gusu Lan Sect and the Head Disciple of Yunmeng Jiang Sect.

Both will *not* marry into the other sect.

Instead, they both will be members of both sects," Sect Leader Jiang confirms.

Is the distrust among sects is at stake that they are willing to sacrifice him and Wei Ying to soothe it?

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An arranged marriage AU, canon divergence.

Not a fix-it, more like a different kind of angst

Discarded, by teawater

Children in Cloud Recesses are succumbing to a dark curse. There's one person who may be able to help.

Mature:

【银劍探心】| Silver Jian Seeking Hearts, by stiltonbasket

“A ghost bridegroom?” Wei Wuxian asks, when he receives his latest night-hunting assignment from Uncle Jiang. “Have women been going missing?”

If brides have been going missing, this is the first that Wei Wuxian is hearing about it; which is strange, because the systematic kidnapping of brides should have quickly been recognized as spirits’ work and reported as such to the nearest cultivation sect as soon as possible.

“Three women and ten men have gone missing so far,” his uncle tells him. “Jinshan town is out of our jurisdiction, and the records say there hasn’t been a hunt in the area since before my grandfather’s time. But no one from Jinshan thought to report the disappearances until today, so the victims must be long dead by now.”

Four hundred years after the Sunshot Campaign, a reincarnated Wei Wuxian dresses himself in wedding red to defeat the ghost of a bridegroom.

Deep within the forests of Jinshan Mountain, the mourning calamity Yin Jian Tan Xin waits to marry his beloved.

Alternate, by Hanashi_o_suru

No one is actually sure what happened, or why it happened. No one died. No one made any whacked up array that backfired --to their knowledge--and no one wasn't necessarily in discontent for where they were in life...

So, why is it they're suddenly in the past to the day they had just got to the Cloud Recesses?

Impossible Remains, by Jengabears

Jiang Cheng wakes slowly to the feeling of spiritual energy swimming through his veins. Not just swimming. Singing. Flooding. He was filled with it. He didn't know if it was because he had been without any for so long or if Baoshan Sanren had chosen to make him stronger, but he had never felt so powerful in his life. It was glorious. It was everything. He felt alive again. Whole. Better than whole. He had to thank her. He had to scream his joy across the mountain. He was so infinitely grateful.

He ripped off his blindfold, turned to look around him, praises and gratitude resting on the tip of his tongue. Yet what his eyes rested on was a face he never expected to see. His joy and gratitude instantly snuffed into ashes in his mouth. His eyes widened in horror at the sight which greeted him. He wished he could take everything back. Every thought which had passed through his mind since he'd woken.

How could this happen?

Wei Wuxian dies in the core transfer.

#the untamed #mo dao zu shi #mdzs #cql #chen qing ling #untamed fanfiction

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wrestlingoneshot · 2 years

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A LOVER OF A SERIAL KILLER (PT. 5)

PAIRING: Ryan Erzahler/Dylan Lenivy

TRIGGER WARNING: Mentioning Murder, Sexual Conduct

The following night, Ryan was in his kitchen preparing the dinner date he was going to have with Dylan. He was making his grandmother's popular Crab Cakes with some pasta salad on the side. Ryan felt antsy about making Dylan upset somehow. He didn't mean to. This was a way to show Dylan that he didn't mean to. Ryan quick fry the crab cakes in his air fryer while working on the pasta salad. Ryan checked the clock. It was close to the time Dylan will arrive. Ryan goes to get the table set up. He sat both glasses on the table until he heard a knock on the door. Ryan goes to the door and took a minute. He takes a deep breath and opened the door. There he was. Dylan leaning on the doorway. Ryan took a moment to get a good look at Dylan. Wearing all black, silk shirt with a few buttons unbuttoned to expose his chest a bit, his hair in a small ponytail but have his bangs loose. He was stunning. Ryan finally faced Dylan who was staring at him.

"Hm, judging how you look, you really like what you see." Dylan smirked.

Ryan rubs the back of his neck nervously. "Um. Sure. I guess."

"I mean you did say wear something good for you." Dylan smirked. "Hey, handsome."

"H-Hi." Ryan smiled back.

"As much as I like to keep looking at you out in the hallway, may I..?"

Ryan shook his head. "Right. Sorry. Come in."

Ryan stood to the side to allow Dylan in. Dylan walked in and checked Ryan's place out. "Huh. Cozy."

Ryan shuts the door. "Yeah. Welcome to my little home."

Dylan nods as he kept looking around. He ignored Ryan to scope out the place. The walls are thick. Good. Nobody won't hear anything that is going down here.

"So, uh. Make yourself at home."

Dylan turned to face Ryan. Dylan noticed Ryan looked uneasy. More like nervous as he was biting his bottom lip. Dylan smiled. "First time having another man over your place?"

Ryan raised a eyebrow. "Excuse me, but this isn't my first time having company."

"Buuuut, I'm the best one."

Ryan shook his head with a smile. He heard a ding from the kitchen. "Oh. Our dinner is finished. I'll be back. Relax yourself."

Dylan smiled as he watched Ryan walked towards the kitchen. "Take your time, handsome."

Dylan smile fell as Ryan walked into the kitchen. Dylan wasn't going to let him get distracted. The plan was still in effect. He must kill Ryan. The question is, how? Dylan thought how he could do this. Ryan been good to him so he didn't want to torture him or give him a slow and painful death. It has to be quick. Poison in his drink? Snap his neck? Dylan eyed a statue on a table. It looked homemade. A blunt object. Perfect. Ryan wouldn't feel the impact much. Dylan goes to pick it up.

Ryan walks out if the kitchen to see Dylan holding the statue studying it. "Ah, I see you like it huh?"

Dylan turns to Ryan. "It's nice. Where did you get it?"

"My sister made it actually. She took up art class, so she made me that."

"She's very talented." Dylan said as he sat the statue back to where it was.

"Thanks." Ryan was holding two plates. "Uh dinner's ready." Ryan walked to the table.

Dylan followed Ryan to the table. They fell in a comfortable dinner like before. Small laughs, light talking, flirting. During dinner, Dylan offered to refill Ryan's wine. Ryan accepted and Dylan walked into the kitchen with both of their glasses. This was the perfect time to put like some bleach in Ryan's wine. But, Dylan goofed up. He brought his glass with him. Ryan will notice that his glass his fuller than Dylan's. Dylan never had any trouble coming up a way to kill, but something about Ryan just makes it harder for him. Dylan just refilled both glasses and made his way to the table.

"Is everything fine?" Ryan asked.

Dylan smiled. "Perfect."

The dinner went smoothly. Somehow they made their way to Ryan's couch. Ryan looked over to Dylan who stared at him.

"That was delicious, Ry." Dylan said.

"Thanks. My grandmother is a awesome cook." Ryan said.

They both fell into silence. Ryan couldn't lie to himself that he wasn't nervous. He was down right terrified at the thought he will mess this up. Here he is having Dylan in his house. How could he move this forward? Is Dylan bored? Ryan eyed Dylan who was drinking his wine.

"Yeah...so...I didn't plan ahead from dinner. Uh...dessert I only have honey buns." Ryan winced at himself.

Dylan eyed Ryan. "I like honey buns."

Ryan couldn't eye Dylan. "O-oh. You do? Neat." God Ryan felt like a loser. This was so out of his comfort zone.

Dylan must had sensed Ryan's discomfort. Dylan turned himself towards Ryan. Ryan was fiddling with his shirt a bit. Dylan smirked as he reached for Ryan's chin and turned his head. Before Ryan could say anything, he felt Dylan's lips against his. Dylan and Ryan both kissed each other softly and slowly. Dylan's fingers traced Ryan's jawbone that caused shivers throughout Ryan's body. Ryan moaned slightly into the kiss. In Dylan's head, this was a perfect idea. Seduce Ryan. Kill him during pleasure. It would leave Ryan happy at least. Dylan pulled away slowly with a smile. The look on Ryan's face shows he is hooked. Dylan then stood up, but made sure one of his fingers dragged against Ryan's arm. Dylan walked towards the small hallway. He leans on the doorway and spots Ryan's bedroom on the other end. Licking his lips slowly, Dylan looks at Ryan and bite his lip seductively. Ryan just kept his eyes on Dylan as he watched Dylan reached up to his shirt and started unbutton a few buttons on his shirt. Ryan just eyed each button being popped open. Dylan enjoyed Ryan enjoying him. Dylan teased Ryan by stopping at a few buttons.

"Want more? Follow me." Dylan said as he slips down the hall.

Ryan who was still in a trance blinked and exhale a breath that he didn't realize he held. Ryan collected himself before heading towards the hallway. He looked down the hall and saw his bedroom door slightly opened. He remembered leaving the door wide open and now Dylan is in there. Ryan slowly made his way towards his bedroom. He stops at the door and took a few more breaths before slowly pushes the door open. Ryan gasped slightly to himself to what the door revealed.

Dylan laying on his bed propped on his elbows. Barefooted, his shirt wide open exposing his chest and tight stomach. His pants opened just enough to expose his underwear. Ryan couldn't stop looking at the beautiful man on his bed. Dylan licked his lips slowly at Ryan.

"So, this is the part you come in here and fuck me." Dylan said staring at Ryan.

"...I...I..."

"Speechless, handsome? This not doing it for you?"

Ryan watched Dylan spread his legs a bit. "How about now?"

Ryan swallowed hard. "...Uh..."

"Ok. Ok. I got it now." Dylan suddenly turned on his hands and knees. His ass pointed towards Ryan. Ryan watched Dylan reached up and pull the hair band from his hair and let his long hair flow. Dylan shook his head and turned to look at Ryan.

"Ry, I didn't know you would be so...kinky." Dylan moves his body slowly. Like he is just begging Ryan to come and drill him through the mattress. After a few moments, Dylan started to frown when he realized that Ryan haven't made a move. Softly sighing, Dylan rises to sit on his legs then stood up. He turned and made his way towards Ryan. Ryan watched Dylan, but noticed that Dylan's pants were seconds away from falling as he walked over. Before Ryan says anything, Dylan closed the door behind Ryan and trapped Ryan to it. Dylan leaned on his arm and used his height advantage to tower over Ryan.

"Now, this doesn't normally go this way. What's wrong, Ry? Do you not find me attractive enough?"

Ryan looked at Dylan and swallowed. "T-That's not it..."

"Ok. Then why aren't you pushing me onto the bed and fucking my brains out?"

"Because..." Ryan started. "Because I don't want to just fuck you-" Ryan looked right into Dylan's eyes. "I want to take my time with you."

Dylan blinked as he was taken back from Ryan's statement. Normally, when Dylan seduces guys, they either ready to plow Dylan or get fucked by Dylan. The fact Ryan want to go slow with him was new to Dylan. Nobody ever wanted to be passionate with him. This was new territory for the silent killer. Yet, something about Ryan make him want to explore each other. Damn Ryan is making things complicated. Dylan was there to kill Ryan, not this. But, he want to grant Ryan's wish. Dylan leans down and softly kisses the exposed neck of Ryan. Ryan gasps as he felt Dylan's soft lips on his neck. The kissing, light nibbling and the teasing of the tongue made Ryan's head spin. Ryan wasn't even prepared when Dylan went to suck and nibble on his ear lobe. That caused Ryan's eyes to roll to the back of his head.

"....Dylan" Ryan whispered out.

"...Touch me, baby." Dylan whispered so seductively. "Go ahead." Dylan took Ryan's hands and place them on his bare sides. "Feel me, Ryan."

Ryan bit his lips as his fingers glide across Dylan's skin. Dylan threw his head back as he was feeling Ryan's fingers studying his body. This felt good. The first time somebody was this intimate with Dylan. While Ryan's hands felt Dylan's body, the tip of one of Ryan's fingers grazed one of Dylan's nipples.

"Ah! Fuck..." Dylan let out.

Just by Dylan's voice alone made Ryan felt tight in the pants. Ryan's hands got to Dylan's shoulders. Ryan looked at Dylan who just nods softly at him. Ryan slowly pushed the thin fabric shirt off Dylan's shoulders. The shirt slid off right onto Ryan's floor. Ryan checked out Dylan's lean body.

"...beautiful" Ryan said as he goes to kiss on Dylan's shoulder blade and right above one of his pecs. Dylan pulled Ryan close to him as he enjoyed Ryan's lips on him. Dylan took one step back and his pants finally pooled around his ankles. Ryan stopped to look at Dylan fully.

"Wow. Just...wow."

Dylan smirked. "You know, as much as I really enjoying this, it's really isn't fair that I'm almost naked while you still clothed."

"I-I mean I can change that." Ryan goes to reach for his shirt, but felt Dylan's hands on his wrists to stop him.

"No wait." Dylan said. "Nah. Allow me. You can't get to have all of the fun to yourself."

Ryan nods. Ryan watches as Dylan's long fingers goes to the first button. He watched Dylan pop open that with ease. Then the second. And the third. Ryan just watched Dylan going lower and lower until he got to the last button. Once that button was released from the hold, Dylan peels off Ryan's shirt off. Ryan was nervous at this point. He wasn't as buff like those male models. The thought Dylan might not find him attractive scares him a bit.

"Wow. Got me speechless this time, handsome." Dylan said as he eyed Ryan's body. His eyes stopped as he saw a nice trail on Ryan. "Is that a trail?"

Ryan looked down at his body hair trail. "Uh yeah."

"Hot. So hot. I can't wait...to...see..." Dylan said as his finger slowly follow the trail. "...Where this...leads." Dylan's finger stopped right at Ryan's waistband of his pants.

Dylan and Ryan both shared a passionate kiss as Dylan made quick work on Ryan's pants. Both men was clad in their underwear after the kiss. Dylan smiled and took Ryan's hand in his. Dylan walked backwards and pulled Ryan to him until Dylan's legs touched Ryan's bed. Dylan laid on the bed and reached Ryan's hand and pulled him on top of him. Once Ryan laid on Dylan, the passionate make out happened. The touching and feeling on the bodies, the heat that was building between the hot bodies. Ryan started to kiss on Dylan's neck. The slight moan came from Dylan's lips sent chills down Ryan's spine. Ryan wanted to hear that again. Ryan kissed around Dylan's neck and shoulders.

Ryan then heard a hiss from Dylan. "Ah, Ry! Fuck what did you do?" Ryan had kissed on a spot on Dylan's neck. It sent chills throughout Dylan's body. He never noticed that before.

"I must had found your spot." Ryan said.

"Well shit. Don't stop there."

Ryan went back to kissing that very same spot. Right between the collarbone and his neck. That was Ryan's favorite spot from now on. Dylan never felt this much ecstasy just from being kissed on one spot. How did Dylan never noticed this about himself before? It felt too good. If Ryan keep this up, Dylan would make a sticky mess before they get the real fun started. Ryan decided to kiss up to Dylan's lips and share another kiss. Ryan looked down at Dylan and got all shy again.

"What is it, handsome? You're doing amazing so far. Don't stop now."

"No. No. It's not that. I..." Ryan bit his lip. "I just...Can I taste you?"

Dylan smiled. Ryan us being so cute and it's not helping the fact that it's causing Dylan to forget his plan. "Baby, I'm yours. You can do whatever you want to me."

Ryan blinked. He didn't think Dylan would say he was his. Ryan nods. With shaky hands, Ryan held Dylan's underwear and started to peel them off once he felt Dylan's hips lifted up to help him out. Ryan now stare at a full naked Dylan. He couldn't believe that he was here with Dylan. Ryan goes to kiss down Dylan's body. Dylan gasps as he felt warmth from Ryan's mouth on his very sensitive area. Dylan body arched as he grips the sheets. The sensation was strong. Yes, Dylan had guys giving him a blowjob, but Dylan never got the chance to really enjoy it because he kills his victims right there. Yet, here he is getting blown by Ryan and he is actually enjoying it. Enjoying it too much as he felt himself pulsing in Ryan's mouth.

"R--Ry...baby...I'm...I'm so fucking close.." Dylan warned. He didn't want to finish in Ryan's mouth.

Ryan pulled off. He loved tasting Dylan. He could taste him all night. Ryan watched Dylan sit up.

"I told you, you can't have all the fun to yourself." Dylan quickly laid Ryan on the bed as he hovers over him. Before Ryan can say one word, Dylan went to kissing and taking Ryan's underwear off. Dylan had to take a minute to enjoy a naked Ryan.

"Gorgeous" Dylan says as he leaves light kisses on Ryan's body.

"..D-Dyl.." Ryan wanted more.

"Hey, no rushing handsome." Dylan said as he kisses down to Ryan's trail. "Like I said, I want to see where this goes."

Dylan kisses softly down Ryan's trail. Ryan breathing got heavy as he felt Dylan got closer and closer..

"Fuck! Dylan!" Ryan yelled out as he felt soft lips wrap around his hard on. Dylan moans around it as he gives Ryan the pleasure he at least deserves. Ryan tried to fight from thrusting in Dylan's mouth. Dylan pulled away with a satisfying pop.

"....God.." That was all Ryan could say right now.

"No baby. God has nothing to do with this." Dylan smirked.

Ryan pulled Dylan down to him and started kissing him.

Throughout the whole night, the passion was stronger every second. Dylan riding on top of Ryan just grinding his hips. Ryan beneath him feeling Dylan's sweaty body as Dylan ride him. Ryan found himself face down the pillows as Dylan above him thrusting behind Ryan.

"Dylan...please..." Ryan begs.

"You got it, baby. I got you." Dylan said as he kisses Ryan's back as he thrust against him.

Both men taking turns and they found themselves with one of their hands entwine together. Ryan found himself in between Dylan's legs just thrusting against him. Dylan, with sweaty hair sticking to his head and shoulders was coming undone. To Ryan, this has to be the most beautiful Dylan has ever been. With Dylan's free hand, he scratches at Ryan's back while his other hand grips Ryan's hand.

"Yes! Yes fuck Ryan!" Dylan yelled out.

Ryan entwined hand squeezed back at Dylan's while his free hand grips the sheets next to Dylan. "Dyl...I..I'm not going to..fuck...last!" Ryan found himself thrusting faster.

"Yeah! Yeah that's it Ry! Don't...Don't stop...keep fucking me, baby." Dylan hissed out. "I'm...I'm with you..."

Sweat rolling off of Ryan onto Dylan as Ryan pants. "I...fuck Dylan!"

"Yeah that's it Ryan!" Dylan yelled.

The room filled with loud moans as both men reached their peak. Both men pants as they slowly come down their cloud nine. Sweat and stickiness between the two bodies and not one cared. Ryan and Dylan shared another passionate kiss and not bothered that their hand was still entwined together.

After they cane from their high, both men found themselves cuddling.

"....That was just..." Ryan started.

"Incredible? Amazing? Mind-Blowing? Excellent? Dylan rocked your world?" Dylan said.

Ryan laughed. "I guess all of the above."

Dylan smirked. "Good. And, Ryan rocked Dylan's world too."

Ryan smiled and kissed Dylan. "I'm so glad I meet you at the park. I wouldn't see myself with anybody else."

"Aww, you would had found someone if I didn't showed up."

"No, Dylan. I have never felt this way for anyone. You just came into my life and I find myself want to do more for you."

Dylan sat up a bit as he looked at Ryan. No man ever did this for Dylan. Why is Dylan's heart racing? What is this feeling? Dylan shook his head. "I'm not worth it, Ryan."

Ryan took Dylan's hand in his. "You're worth it to me." Ryan pressed his lips softly to Dylan's long fingers. To Ryan, Dylan's hands was strong and soft. Ryan felt the intimacy and care behind these hands. Those same hands that is filled with blood. Those same hands Dylan claimed lives. Which tonight, could be claiming another.

"I wanted to ask you something."

Dylan snapped out of his trance and cleared hus throat. "Y-yeah?"

Ryan took a minute to answer. "So..we been seeing each other for a good while and what we just did, was so incredible...I...I just don't see myself with anyone.."Ryan stared at Dylan. "...But you, Dylan. I want to be with you. So, I was thinking, how about you and I be official?"

Dylan blinked. Ryan wanted to be with him. This wasn't suppose to happen. Of course he abd Ryan did have fun, but Ryan can't ve trusted. He is a journalist. He one of them liars. But, why Dylan is feeling like he wants to be with Ryan too?

"I....Are you sure? You sure you want to be official?" Dylan asked.

Ryan nods. "I'm more sure than anything. Dylan Lenivy, will you be my boyfriend?"

"Boyfriend?" Dylan said. "Is-Is this what you really want?" Dylan said mostly to himself.

"Yes. More than anything." Ryan said.

Dylan smiles and nods. "Ok. Boyfriend."

Ryan smiled as both men shared a sweet kiss.

Hours later, Ryan fell into a peaceful sleep. Unbeknownst, that Dylan is staring at him. This is it. Dylan has to get rid of Ryan now. He gave him peace by fulfilling his wants. Now, he's here to do what he needs to do. Dylan sat up and slowly wraps his hands around Ryan's throat. His long fingers clamps around Ryan's throat. Dylan begins to squeeze. He could had easily snap Ryan's neck, but Ryan didn't deserve that. Suffocation us the easiest way for Ryan. He would be asleep and he wouldn't know he was killed by his boyfriend.

...Boyfriend. That word stuck in Dylan's head as he watching himself having Ryan by the throat. His hands, these same hands that Ryan kissed, is going to choke the life out of him. Dylan shook his head and glared down at Ryan. All he needs to do is squeeze. Dylan! Squeeze, you fucking loser! Squeeze, dammit! Dylan yelled at himself. Dylan glared, but...he couldn't do it. He just couldn't. He can't. Not to the man that showed him affection, care and even been intimate with. Dylan thought about the events that took place earlier. How he never knew some spots or what he liked sexually and the passion behind it. It was with Ryan. Dylan found his hands loosen off from Ryan's throat. Dylan sat there and looked down at a peaceful Ryan. That looked like he had a smile in his sleep. A smile that Dylan caused. Dylan couldn't kill a man that made him feel good.

"Maybe..." Dylan started to say.

Maybe Ryan will understand what Dylan is doing. Or maybe, Ryan doesn't have to know. Dylan reached to caress Ryan's cheek and smiled. Ryan is his now and he belong to Ryan. Dylan would protect Ryan with all cost. Dylan laid back down but took one of Ryan's arms and wrapped around him. Dylan leans up and placed a soft kiss to Ryan's lips. Dylan laid his head on Ryan's chest right above his heart. Dylan smiled as he drifted off to sleep listening to his new boyfriend's heartbeat.

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