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jyzyo · 15 days

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Lollipop

Yoo Jeongyeon x fem!reader

synopsis: Your girlfriend loved creating content for her fans, except this time she wanted to make different type of content only for you two.

Genre: Smut

Warnings: reader is being filmed during sex, a bit of degradation, overstimulation, strap-on, unnie/mommy kink, edging, Cursing. Remember everything mentioned about idols in this post is not true or related to their true self whatsoever!

a/n: I recently saw a lesbian couple try this challenge and I thought it was cute so 😓

You sat on the floor just in front of the couch, your back against it watching as Jeongyeon set up the camera and all her other little things — and you honestly had no idea what they were meant for.

You couldn’t help but admire how pretty she looked as she concentrated on making sure everything was set up correctly, as for you, you stuffed your hand into a Hot Cheeto bag your eyes not moving an inch off her.

The following seconds Jeongyeon finally took a seat next to you, giving you a glance in the process. “You know, you can’t eat those while filming?” She said taking the bag from your hand and rolling it up, placing it out of the camera’s view.

You couldn’t even do anything about it once she placed the bag on the rear end of the white modern coffee table.

“I’m still a little confused, What do I say?”Jeongyeon turned her head to face yours and based on her expression she thought for a few seconds about it, before slowly making her way to fix the bangs that rested just over your forehead, “Just be yourself, I want them to see how good of a couple we’re”

“Are you ready? I’ll start now” You felt her place her soft lips on your cheek before leaning towards the camera to start recording.

“Hii!” Jeongyeon's eyes beamed towards the camera as she smiled widely, waving at the camera prompting you to do the same. “So I know ‘once’ has been waiting for this for a while ever since I announced my relationship but I recently got sick so..that threw me back a few days with content”

You couldn’t help but think how amazing she was at all of this. The way she talked so casually to a camera was impressive, you would have automatically cringed if it was you saying something like that yet it sounded so normal coming out of her mouth.

“I should stop talking now and introduce you guys to my girlfriend,” Jeongyeon said with a giggle before turning to look at you.

“Um yeah..hi, I’m not sure what to say” You whispered nervously, Jeongyeon had a big fan base on YouTube which only made you feel more anxious about this whole thing.

“That’s good enough” Jeongyeon laughed, trying to lighten up the mood. “Let’s just start with this whole thing”

You scooted up to the table some more along with Jeongyeon where there were different flavored lollipops in a bowl. “I’ve recently seen this thing like all around YouTube, so basically we’ll take turns to pick a random lollipop out of the bowl and we have to guess the flavor” You could feel her fingers tracing circles at your palm under the table as she explained to you the whole concept.

“So we’ll have to kiss this whole video..?” You said, Jeongyeon was completely amused by the idea of kissing you for a video. “Will people actually watch us kissing or are you just doing this because you want to kiss me?”

“Both” She grabbed the silk blindfold bringing the ends of it around your head, her delicate fingers working at making a similar knot she had used multiple times on different occasions to keep your hands tied in place whenever you acted too bratty for her liking. She pulled it down until it rested just over your eyes, gearing her hand back and bringing it towards your face quickly to see if you were indeed completely deprived of your sense of vision.

“This feels intimate” There was truth to the comment of yours, which only made her snicker in response. “I’ll pick a flavor now” You could hear the rustling of the wrapper and the gentle noises the lollipop made against her teeth as she melted the candy in her mouth.

Jeongyeon applied a layer of candy against her lips, adjusting herself so her upper body would face you. You felt her hand placed behind your neck pulling you in place for a kiss on your lips barely giving you time to taste it.

“Wait..you’re moving away too fast” Your hands moved around blindly till they ended up at her shoulder pulling her closer until your lips touched again. Your tongue barely dragging over her bottom lip attempting to get a taste, you felt a tingle of lime at first but when you went back to kiss her it felt completely different. “What happens if I don’t guess it right?” You mumbled in between pecks.

“Uh..for every time you get one incorrect I get to post a picture of you on Instagram”

“Noo, that’s not fair you only ever take bad pictures of me” Jeongyeon grinned, it was indeed true she loved taking pictures of you when you weren’t paying attention, even more when you were sleeping. Despite you always complaining that you didn’t look good in the pictures she always thought you look prettier when you think she isn’t looking. Whenever you told her to delete any picture, she just added it to her hidden folder which meant she probably had more photos of you than she even realized.

“No, I’ll pick good ones plus you’ll probably just lose a round or two” Jeongyeon pulled away to suck on the lollipop once more before placing one last kiss on your lips. “Okay guess”

You thought about it for a few seconds before deciding to go with the flavor you felt the most taste of. “Grape?”

“That’s one less photo I’ll post of you” You could already tell she was pouting without even having to look.

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The kisses progressively became more sloppy and more frequent since the first round, the roles now reversed and Jeongyeon having the blindfold on. She didn’t even care about the challenge at this point, she just wanted to keep kissing you. Her hands roamed around your body until they reached the hem of your sweatshirt that you were wearing, your hand stopping her from going any further.

“Slow down..don’t we have to finish this?”

“It’s fine, I’ll just post what we have” Jeongyeon undid her blindfold putting it in her pocket for later, moving your hand away which you soon gave up and let her do as she pleased. You could sense her fingers trailing up towards your chest, a small smirk forming when she noticed you weren’t wearing a bra, her thumb grazing over your nipple making your breath hitch.

“let’s go to the bedroom yeah?” Jeongyeon got up from the floor helping you up with her, grabbing the camera along with a new memory card she had placed aside in case the one she was currently using no longer had space to record.

“Take your clothes off and get on the bed”

You did just as she told you stripping down every single piece of clothing you had on and laying back on the bed. Jeongyeon was busy trying to find a good angle to film you two from when none were found she just slipped her hand into the strap of the camera holding it with her left hand. She took out the memory card she was using previously and placed it on the dresser before inserting the new one. She turned around to face you making sure everything was running smoothly with the recording before getting into bed.

“I’ve been meaning to do this for a while..but I’ve been too shy to ask you” Jeongyeon whispered sitting in between your legs the camera was faced down recording the white sheets. You took notice of the camera and then back at her, she looked so eager yet so shy, you hadn’t seen her this shy since the time she asked you to be her girlfriend back in freshmen year of high school.

“You want to film me?”

“I want to film us, yes. I wouldn’t dare to show anyone I promise it’ll just be for us both”

You thought about it for a few seconds. Jeongyeon was already overprotective of you, whenever you wore something too “productive” out in public or at least that’s what she called it when you wore something that showed a bit too much skin for her liking, she would keep her hands all over you making sure everyone saw that you were hers.

She hated whenever you went out with your friends because she knew what type of people they were so she always made you share locations or she would keep messaging you to give her updates on how the night was going. You always complained to her about things like that but deep down you loved how protective she was of you because it only made you feel more wanted by her. So her showing anyone videos of you naked and getting totally fucked by her was already out the window.

“I don’t mind just get my good side” You both giggled at the joke before she raised the camera getting you in the frame. The camera going lower by the second. Once the camera was capturing your lower region jeongyeon brushed her thumb over your clit. You twitched at the feeling of suddenly getting touched, you moved your hand down hoping to cover yourself up from the camera. You thought it would be much easier being recorded like this but it wasn't.

“Stop it, you look pretty” She swatted your hand away and rubbed your thigh. You were already camera shy when it came to taking pictures but now you felt vulnerable more than you ever had under a camera.

“Stop being camera shy, you look beautiful” Jeongyeon swatted your hand away again but remembered she placed the silk ribbon in her pocket for a reason.

“Hands together” Jeongyeon instructed.

“Why? I don’t want to” You pouted because you knew that whenever you had your hands tied together she would just tease you endlessly.

“Stop being bratty and hurry” You saw the way her eyebrows creased, as she placed the camera down bringing your hands together on her own. Wrapping the ribbon two times around your wrists before tying a knot.

“You’re already leaking, that's pathetic..” She slid a finger in between your folds collecting your juices and placing it in her mouth humming at the taste.

“Unnie, please?” You knew that whenever you called her unnie it would either make her the sweetest person ever or she’d just tease you more than she already was.

“No, I don’t think you deserve it” She picked up the camera showing how pleadingly the expression on your face looked.

“Please unnie..it hurts really bad”

She scoffed seeing how desperate you were for her. “You’re so horny it’s hurts?" You nodded hoping she would do something. Anything. “Hands over your head”

When you did just as she told, she leaned down and placed her lips over your nipple. Licking it slowly to get you more riled up than you already were, moans leaving with each breath you took.

“It’s h-hurts really bad” The ache in between your legs got bigger the more she teased you, grinding your hips against nothing but air hoping any type of friction would happen.

“So needy for me, princess” Jeongyeon's sat up filming her hand trailing down toward your clit rubbing circles around it. “I-I need you inside please.”

“I’ll let you get what you want baby, don’t worry” She kept the camera lowered as her fingers teased your entrance applying pressure just enough for the tip of her finger to go in and come back out, the aching feeling only got worse.

She got off the bed leaving the camera to rest and walked towards your night table opening the cabinet grabbing another piece of silk ribbon since the pack she had bought was a 2 in 1. Once back in bed she helped you sit up in order for her to blindfold you.

For a few minutes, you were left agitated craving for Jeongyeon's touch in bed. Two of your senses now gone only made you feel more uneasy the more you waited. Once finally hearing the rustling of the sheets and feeling her get into bed, you relaxed a little.

picking up the camera, against your folds she rubbed the head of the pink dildo she had attached to the strap-on which was previously bought after your second anniversary just for fun really but soon became Jeongyeon’s favorite thing to use on you secondly after her fingers.

“Do you like that?”

“Y-yes I like i-it” Your hips buckled downwards trying to finally get her inside, soft and whiny breathes leaving your body with each rub.

Jeongyeon angled the camera down finding just the perfect side that showed her rubbing on your dripping cunt, and the way your stomach flexed whenever she let the tip push against your entrance.

“You’re going to take me so good, right? Just how you always do.” She gave one small stoke to the length, then another, and then two full strokes rotating at the head.

Finally, she slid in half of the length into you letting you get use the feeling placing her right hand on your abdominal as she slid in the rest. "Does that feel good, baby? Mhm?" Jeongyeon kept the camera angled down as she started moving her hips slowly.

"It f-feels good..." you could feel her hand resting on your hip pushing herself deeper, your hands tried to grab ahold of anything and soon came contact with the top of your pillow, gripping it tightly.

“I bet you like my cock so much don’t you?” Jeongyeon placed the camera on a cushion you guys used really just for decoration, making sure the camera wouldn’t fall with all the movement she was about to cause. She adjusted herself leaning downwards supporting herself with her elbows

“I’m going to fuck you so good just how you wanted.” The grunts and moans soon filled the room, you could feel her getting more aggressive with her thrusts by the second. She loved seeing you like this, totally brain fucked even though she was barely just starting.

“I-i’m gonna cum..Mm!” Jeongyeon felt your thighs twitching around her, your body squirming on its own, she watched the expression on your face change and she took that as her sign to stop. She sat up and pulled out watching the way you clenched around nothing.

“No, no please…please unnie, i’m so close” You begged, your hands coming down to try and grab onto her but you couldn’t even reach her in the first place.

“Come on, you can beg a little better than that sweetheart” Jeongyeon grabbed the camera, holding it with her right hand now. She slapped her cock against your pussy, rubbing it over your clit. “You want my dick inside you, right? filling you up?”

“Yes m-mommy..please, I need y-your dick inside me” Your high was still there but you could feel it fading away, you wanted - needed her so badly.

“P-please I’ll do anything unnie” Jeongyeon decided to tease you some more by filming you instead of giving you what you wanted, she lifted your blindfold, and you blinked a few times to get your vision back into focus. All you saw was her towering over your body which honestly made you more wet. She took a few seconds to record your body up and down, really just taking in how beautiful you looked right now.

“Doggy” You already knew what she meant by it, with a little help you managed to turn around, burying your face into a pillow as your arms folded to rest over your head. “You always take me so good” She whispered once she was fully inside you again, starting on her medium pace once again leaving grunts every time her hips made contact with you.

“F-fuck you look so good” Jeongyeon uttered with gritted teeth, this camera angle was out of this world. The way every time she trusted her hips she saw how she came out of you only to go back in, the way your ass only looked bigger in this position, your back exposed to her eyes.

Your moans were now muffled by the pillow taking in the pleasure. Soon enough you felt Jeongyeon's hand wrap around your hair pulling you up, “Let me hear you, baby” She said as she thrusts harder.

“I’m cummi- Ngh!” Jeongyeon grinned when she saw you coating the pink of the dildo translucent white, pulling it out to stroke your cum all over its length.

“Will you be the good slut you are and take me again?” It sounded more like she was telling you then asking you, and just like that she made your high double in pleasure.

“N-ngh..i’m gonna cum again mommy..” You could feel tears streaming down your face, your legs were so close to giving out but the pleasure that Jeongyeon was giving you brought you felt intoxicating.

“Cum for me baby..cum for mommy” Jeongyeon had sweats bead forming on her forehead, pulling your hair back for one last thrust as you coated her dick entirely.

Your legs gave out once Jeongyeon pulled out which was the only thing giving you support, she helped you lay back on your back. Her finger skillfully undoing the knot to your wrist, the recent friction onto your wrist leaving red marks. She stopped the recording and then placed the camera on the night table, taking off the strap and throwing it on the floor to worry about later.

She took a moment to appreciate how you looked, Jeongyeon grabbed her phone which was placed at the end of the bed, bringing it up to take a picture of you. You didn’t think much of it - well you didn’t have the energy to protest so you just let it be.

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You yawned sitting up and feeling the sudden soreness fall over your body, Jeongyeon sleeping peacefully next to you. By the darkness that radiated through the curtains, you knew you probably wouldn’t fall back asleep just yet after waking up so you looked around for your phone just to remember it was left in the living room sitting next to the bag of chips.

You noticed Jeongyeon's phone sitting on the side of the bed on the charger, you grabbed it and decided to just watch Netflix until you fell back asleep. You opened her phone with the password which was your birthday just as your password was her birthday, you groaned quietly when the screen shined onto your face.

Jeongyeon must have been scrolling through instagram before falling to sleep since that’s what you first saw when you opened it. Taking notice of the gray circle around her profile indicating she posted something on her story. You clicked on it and a immediate gasp left your body.

It was a picture of you, cheeks completely flushed, eyes glossy with tears, lips slightly swollen, and you could see you wrists resting just over your head, the red marks around them. There was no context whatsoever just the picture of you on her story.

When you slide the story up and your heart skipped a beat it already had 2 million views despite it being posted just 6 hours ago, for a moment you were about to delete it but you forgot that it was only fair since you had lost a round to her dumb challenge. So instead you just laid back not even wanting to watch anything anymore, snuggling close into jeongyeon’s arms.

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cranberryjuice-posts · 3 months

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Busy being yours to fall for somone new

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GO READ PART ONE NOW‼️‼️‼️‼️

P t 1 here

Pairings - Abby Anderson x fem! Veterinarian reader

AN: I lowkey this reminds me some of Evelyn Hugo’s apology to ciela lmao 😭 (it’s not plagiarized just inspired)

Synopsis- abby can’t live without you (that’s some downbad lesbians shit)

“I don’t have sex with friends”

That’s all that ran through Abby’s mind for the next 4 months.. winter was starting to come to an end, Abby would be lying if she didn’t say she struggled some— that is trying to get over you. The cold bed, the empty apartment when manny was gone, the avoidment in your voice when she talked to you.. everything that she missed loved and more about you, that’s what she struggled to get over.

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There were the times when you just ignored her -

Abby had walked towards the animal kennels with Alice in tow. The happy dog ran ahead of her and jumped onto your back as you were closing the pasture gates.

You smiled and bent down. “Hey sweetie” you spoke in a baby voice while scratching behind the dogs ear. Abby smiled down at you, she wanted to say something but was to worried about ruining things.

She watched as you stood up and pointed at the clipboard before turning and leaving calling Alice to follow you. Abby rubbed her eyes and sighed, she knew she fucked up but shit did you really have to act like she didn’t even exist.

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Then the time she was caught by her friends-

“Right and I was thinking what if we watched legally blonde” Nora smiled and held up the CD. The group was currently inside Abby and mannys apartment having yet again another movie night. Yeah Nora and Owen were arguing over which movie but once again abby didn’t care. Hell she didn’t even realize when the group went quiet.

“Abs..” Nora spoke and put a hand on her knee.

“Huh?” She snapped back into the conversation.

“Legally blonde or The hot chick” Nora raised an eyebrow guestering her head towards the tv.

Manny shook his head and leaned into the conversation. “She upset over her breakup” a shared look of confused passed over the group.

“The hell Are You Talking About” Owen asked.

“Manny there is no break up—“ she started but was ultimately innerupted.

“We all could tell Abby” Mel looked over. “What ever was between you and Y/n sure as hell wasnt platonic I mean every-time we saw you two it was like we caught you two about to devour one another” Nora agreed along side manny but Owen remained confused and fustrated as he didn’t understand what they were talking about.

“Also it’s pretty weird that you and her haven’t actually hung out together along like before and rarely in together in the group since you laughed at Mona saying you two were together”

Abby groaned and covered her face with her hand. “Was it that obvious”

Mel shook her head. “Not really, I mean we noticed because were your friends but everyone else wouldn’t of suspected”

She remained quiet and sighed before dragging her hand down her face, her eyes becoming glassy something not common for the solider.

“Let’s Just Watch whatever dumbass movie Owen chose” she wiped her eyes and put her guard up once again.

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Then lastly.. the time she dreamed about you-

Abby laid in her bed silently dreaming, the only noise being the grinding of her teeth. In her dream you were sitting in her waist.

“Abs what are you doing” you smiled as Abby started to let her hands go under your shirt and press against your stomach.

“Nothin~” she cooed and continued to tease you. Abby looked up at you with that same look she always gave that you knew you couldn’t resist.

“Stop looking at me like that” you laughed, you wore one of Abby’s shirts that while tight on her large on you. You playfully grabbed her chin and tilted your head.

“I have no idea what your talking about” Abby teased and let her hands wander before resting them on your hips. You leaned forward as if to kiss her but the kiss never met before Abby woke up in a cold sweat.

She felt some tears run down her face when she laid back and closed her eyes in defeat. Abby opened her eyes and looked up at the cieling. She reached over and touched the spot on the small mattress you had claimed as your own trying to find some sort of comfort but it was hopeless.

She knew she had no other choice than to go running back to you.

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At the same time you laid in your empty bed you were messing with a dog tag necklace Abby had given you, the tag had her solider ID in the WLF engraved onto it. You chuckled remembering the time you had tried to give it back but Abby made you keep it since she had another.. you closed your eyes wanting to forget while trying so hard to not cry. You were the one who broke each-other up so Why the hell were you so hurt.

You knew you weren’t over her, I mean you were wearing her shirt as a nightgown still. Deep in thought, it was soon innerupted with a hard nock at your door. You raised an eyebrow at who would be here at 2am.

The door opened and you saw Abby standing in all her glory. Hair down, sweatpants and her sports bra with her muscles on full display.. a combo that use to and still does make you go weak.

“What” You yawned trying to act un-phased seeing her.

“Please can we talk—“

“Go back to your place Abigail” You stopped her and gave her a dirty look. You tried to shut your door but once again abby stopped you, you swore you hated and loved how strong she was. She walked in the apartment and closed the door.

Abby grabbed your arms and got down on her knees. Your eyes widened and you looked around embarrassed. “I. Love. You.” She sternly spoke. “Please.. let me love you right this time like I know I can” she begged and pressed your hands to her forehead. You were quiet. “I don’t care what anyone else has to say.. I don’t give a shit if the entire WLF hates me just as long as you are with me”

“You Need to go Abby I’m serious” you tried to pull your hands away. But Abby persisted she looked up.

“I know I know but please—“

“It’s late.. I’m tired.. it’s 2am and I really don’t wanna deal with your bullshit”

You turned your face away trying to show some kind of strength, You pulled your hands away and stepped back looking down waiting for Abby to leave.

She didn’t leave however.. Abby stood up and walked to you cupping your face, she rested her head against yours and after some silence she spoke. “I will never stop loving you..” that was all she said before leaving the apartment.

A week passed-

You found yourself hanging out at a watering hole in a QZ near by. Some soliders had decided to have a bond-fire, you of-course managed to be dragged by your friends.

You had your hair pulled back and you wore a simple black bikini. You knew you were hot and you also knew there were a few men’s eyes on you.

You had also seen Abby slightly, her gaze transfixed onto you. Part of you wanted to go up to her but the other part told you not to, starting shit up with her would only end up in you hurt again.

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You walked out the water with Leah following you. You laughed with the girl enjoying spending time with your friend when you felt a harsh smack on your ass.

“Hey there cutie” John a cocky solider stood behind you grinning sadisticly. You cringed at seeing him.

“What the fuck dude” Leah scoffed and tried to move you towards her but John grabbed your arm and pulled you into him.

“John let me go” you complained trying to push him away.

“Nah sweetheart I’m happy with you right here” he grinned and leaned his head down. You tilted your head back still uncomfortable.

“We got a problem” Abby stood at The shore with her strong arms crossed. You admired her simple yet attractive outfit of a black wife beater and dark green cargo pants.

“Nah Anderson we’re just fine you can go” John spoke defensively, still holding onto you right. A few people started to crowd around wondering what would happen.

“Oh yeah?” Abby spoke sarcastically walking more towards the water til she was closer to John and you. “Cause it fucking seems your forcing my girlfriend to feel your hard on”

John rolled his eyes. “You’ve gotta be kidding” he grinned but his smile fell and his grip on you tightened. “Are you talking about that dumbass rumor Mona said some months back about you two fucking around- that was true” he scoffed.. You pushed him away and stumbled back into Abby.

She protectively wrapped an arm around your waist. “Yeah is that an issue” she started her stance getting more aggravated.

“I mean shit Abby.. i knew you looked like a fag but never expected you to actually be one” he scoffed with a sarcastic smile. “Besides we both know all Y/n needs is a man.. and I mean a real man not sone woman who thinks she tough just because she’s got some muscles”

“Really? Why don’t you come over here then and i can show you how much of a man I really am” Abby’s stance got more defensive all while her tone remained eerily calm. Some guys grabbed john and yelled at him pulling him away from Abby, they were stupid but not stupid enough to not know that someone would get hurt and it certainly wouldn’t be the woman they described as an ox.

Once they and the crowd that started to build left Abby grabbed your face- her entire demeanor changed. “Are You ok.. what else did he do did he—“

“No no” you shook your head and started to softly breath once again. You gently placed your hands ontop of hers which still had your face in her grasp and looked up at her. “Girlfriend?” You asked with a confused chuckle. “I thought.. I thought you didn’t want anyone else to know about you being…”

Abby blushed and nodded. “Y/n i told you i don’t care what anyone else thinks anymore, I want to love you proudly and openly.. I wasn’t lying that night i showed up to your place, I would give up everything for you” you pondered for a moment still deciding what to do before grabbing her face and kissing her softly yet passionately pouring all your emotion into it.

“I actually hate you” you chuckled and smiled at her gently while she grabbed your hips.

“Yeah I know” she grinned and kissed your forehead with a sigh of relief, You two were gonna be ok.. and you knew that, deep down you always knew that

Hope you enjoyed thank you for all the love on pt 1 😭💗💗💗💗

@4rt3m1ss @redwlf843 @macaroni676 @azxulaa

#Spotify #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson #abby tlou #abby the last of us #the last of us fanfiction #the last of us #tlou fanfiction #tlou #lesbian #wlw #fantiction

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robinbuckleysgfreall · 1 year

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would u be so kind to slut out enid

At your service *dramatic bow*

Good little girl

Enid Sinclair x fem!reader

Summary: reader has a “bad girl” reputation however Enid is infatuated with them none the less. Reader questions why such a good girl would want to be with them and finally gives in and shows enid a good time.

“good little girl always licking a fight with me you know that I’m bad but your spending the night with me..”

Warnings: smut, innocent kink??, lesbian sex,

Enid has been watching you for weeks. You knew it but you never said anything. You couldn’t quite pinpoint why it was at first. Was she investigating you for her blog? Was she spying on you for her roommate Wednesday? Either way you couldn’t tell if you were more flattered of creeped out. Sure Enid was cute, absolutely adorable infact, the things you would do to her if you could but she was far too innocent for you.

From the way she skipped down the halls,the way her blonde and dyed hair swayed above her shoulders to the way her cheeks lit up brightly every time you caught her staring at you almost… longingly? In your eyes Enid would never be interested in someone like you, a “trouble maker” not as “ tortured artist” as Xavier but close enough. Enid was a pretty in pink kind of girl you were more of grey. Not quite as dark as Wednesday but not light either. Little did you know that that was exactaly what pulled Enid to you more and more.

Soon enough Enid found herself changing her walking route to class just to accidently bump into you or sitting opposite you in the canteen at lunch just so she could catch a glimpse of your charismatic smirk as you laughed with your friends. Every night (whilst Wednesday was firmly asleep with her noise cancelling headphones to block out any sound of life) Enid would pull out her special stuffed animal from beneath her bed, the one reserved especially for her pleasure, and hump it frantically to the thought of you and your ring adorned hands and smirking lips. She couldn’t help it, she needed you and as much as she tried to keep up the innocent act, her thoughts of you were not so.

Enid’s chance to get closer to you arose a few weeks later when you were assigned as partners for a class. You subconsciously watched the way her hips swayed as you skipped over to sit next to you, accidently brushing your thighs together beneath the table making her cheeks turn that cute shade of pink you adored. You subconsciously wondered what other parts of her would flush that shade of pink, perhaps her nipples as you abused them tirelessly with your tongue, or her cl-

You were suddenly pulled from your horny thoughts as you felt her place a hand on your shoulder “so my dorm tonight then y/n?” She said with a smile, you looked at her confused and she gestured towards the assignment infront of you and you quickly nodded in response before turning your attention back to the lesson so she couldn’t see how flustered you had become.

Later that evening you got changed, into something simple a loose shirt and some shorts, before making your way to Enid’s room. Your palms were sweaty as you knocked on the door hearing a squeal from inside and a rush of movement before the door opened to reveal a flushed looking Enid wearing a spiral pink crop top and shorts. You said hi as she let you in and sneakily gave her the once over, noticing the way her nipples were peaking through her top. No bra? You thought. What had Enid been up to before you arrived. You perched yourself on the edge of Enid’s bed as you pulled out the assignment and you got to work. After about an hour you both found yourself sitting much closer, legs touching, as you chatted about life and friends completely ditching the assignment before you.

“What’s with all the stuffed animals?” You asked teasingly thing a laugh. Enid placed her hands over her face embarrassed but you reached for her hand and reassured her that you thought they were cute. She eased at that. “Like that bunny over there, looks like the one from Alice in wonderland” “i love that movie!” Enid gushed “woah whose this big guy?” You said reaching for a teddy that was logged behind her pillow. Enid reached her arm out to stop you touching it but it was too late you had already grabbed it.

“What’s the big deal this guys so ador-“ you stopped your teasing statement as you hand landed on a particular wet, sticky patch of the toy. Enid looked at you dear in her eyes as you clocked what it was. “I’m SO sorry, i was going to put him away but i didn’t have time” she stopped mid sentence and watched in awe as you took the fingers of your sticky hand and licked them clean, eyes rolling back in your head. Enid gulped back a moan at the erotic sight her thighs clenching together.

“You taste so sweet Enid.” You teased. “Tell me” you crawled towards her “what’s a sweet little thing like you got in her mind whist rutting desperately into this hm?” Enid began to stutter out a response but you interrupted her with a finger over her plush lips.

“Where you thinking about me? Enid be honest darling” she nodded frantically nuzzling her face towards your hand like a puppy. You placed a hand on her clenched thighs pressing them open. “Is this ok?” You asked. “Yes please touch Me” she begged and you wasted no time tearing off her shorts revealing her still puffy, pink pussy her clit on display aching to be played with. “Aw no panties? You are naughtier than i thought” you commented making her blush and giggle.

You began rubbing her aching clit whilst diving in to kiss her on the lips, biting them to make her moan into your mouth. You lowered your head between her thighs and began sucking on her clit before entering two fingers into her aching hole. She moaned wildly, grabbing frantically onto your hair to ground herself as you ravished her pussy, drunk on the sweet taste of her. Just as Enid was about to tip over the edge you pulled away, face dripping with her slick.

She let out a wolf ish sound like mix between a whine and a growl and you smirked at her. “Don’t worry baby I’ll let you finish, but i want you to use this” you lifted up the teddy again. “Show me how you please yourself to the thought of me, go on be a good little slut” Her head clouded with thoughts of only pleasing you and reaching her own pleasure, Enid obliged, placing the toy between her thighs and grinding down onto it pulling a gasp from her lips at the friction on her worked up clit from you playing with her moments before.

You slipped out of your own panties and shorts as you watched her and began fingering yourself at the sight of her infront of you, watching you get off made her actions more frantic and rushed. The sight of her slurring herself out like this for your viewing pleasure made both your mouth and your pussy water deliciously. You watched as her rosy clit made contact with the plush toy and it made you think back to you thoughts earlier in class. You crawled towards her again, pulling up her shirt to reveal her pretty pink nipples, erect with pleasure and her tits bouncing from her movements. She moaned as you took one into your mouth sucking on it and toying with the other in your hands.

It didn’t take long after for you to both finish together and you lay in a sweat, cuddled together under her colourful duvet. Her head tucked into the crook of your neck, naked bodies entwined together. “What’s a good girl like you doing spending the night with someone like me?” You asked. “Maybe I like a bad girl, this kitty has claws too” she joked snuggling further into you as you placed a kiss atop her head.

—- finished

I hope you liked its kinda rushed but i enjoyed writing it :)

#enid sinclair x reader smut #enid is a lesbian #enid sinclair x reader #enid sinclair smut #lesbian smut #Wednesday smut #Enid Sinclair #wednesday Addams #ajax petropolus

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"ADVICE"

Charlie x Vaggie, Vaggie & Angel Dust // fluff, sfw?

With Charlie being preoccupied with prepping the hotel for guests, Vaggie is left feeling unsatisfied with the more intimate side of their relationship and confides in Angel Dust

a/n: this MIGHT have two parts, the second one being chaggie smut but that's probably only if this one doesn't flop too hard 🫶

TAGS : vulgar/explicit dialogue, sex jokes, dumb lesbians, mean gay thots, NOT PROOFREAD!!

"Angel Dust."

Vaggie declares in the doorway of the spider's room as he's tapping away at his phone. He lifts his head with a confused smirk, raising his eyebrows.

"Full name, huh? What? I in trouble?"

"Shut up. Just, just shut up." Vaggie fumbles over her words, stomping fully into his room, looking around for a seat before plopping onto the floor with the door closed behind her, "I need your help."

"My help? The fuck could you need my help f-" his thought cuts off as he sees the red spread across her face, and the way her hands clench into fists on her crossed legs, "Oh..."

"Oh?" Vaggie looks up with narrow eyes, throwing her hands out in front of her in confusion, possibly fear, "What do you mean 'oh'??"

"You need sex tips, don't 'cha?" Angel flips on his bed so his hands are cupping his face and he's swaying his feet behind him, obviously revelling in the way her whole face flares up.

She stammers over her words, struggling for at least 10 seconds before groaning in annoyance and drooping her face into her hands, muffling the dragged out noise.

"Don't worry babe! Angel's got ja'!" He sits right up and crosses his arms, looking her up and down as if he's analyzing her every movement. Her whole body tightens but quickly eases up, confusing her on why she's so frightened under his gaze.

"So... What's the problem? Wings not flappin' like they shooould?" He pouts out his bottom lip, her gaze hardening in annoyance, but slowly softening into embarrassment as she looks away and brushes some hair from her face.

"Well, No. Kind of- No. Charlie and I, we just... haven't been- fuck, we haven't done stuff in a while." She eventually admits, leaning back and extending her legs, crossing them at the ankles as she seems to grow almost comfortable.

The spider's grin grows wider and he snickers, running a hand through his hair floof and tilting his head in the direction it flops to, "Oh, so Charlie hasn't been fuc-"

"Don't finish that sentence."

"I'm just tryin' to get the full picture here!" He exclaims, jabbing his finger towards her accusingly, "And frankly, you haven't even asked for my help nicely yet."

Vaggie lets out another dramatic, exasperated groan, squeezing her nose bridge as it scrunches up, her mind churning with unwanted thoughts. She had already been reluctant to come to him for advice, but the way Angel was just teasing her over her issue wasn't helping to ease her.

"Angel, can you please give me advice on how to... spice things up?" She draws out the last few words, her eyes closed and her face practically in her lap from how far she's slumping. Angel giggles and leans forward, his grin growing warmer rather than patronizing.

"Yes, I can. Can't ya' just ask her?" He shrugs his shoulders, pointing at his door. Outside, they both know Charlie's either A) speed-walking around the hotel until she feels useful or B) in her office, plowing through paperwork, "Or she too busy?"

Vaggie's eyes brighten and she leans forward, speaking in a hush whisper despite being in a private area, "Literally everytime I try to speak to her, she reminds me she needs some paperwork done by the end of the week."

"Holy shit, you're bein' cock blocked by paperwork??" Angel's eyes light up as he bursts out laughing, making Vaggie's whole face return to it's flushed red as she holds her face in her hands again.

"It's horrible. I just-" she hesitates as Angel's laughs stiffen and he comes to attention, sensing the energy of the moment shift. Her eyes soften into her palms as she slowly looks up and makes nervous eye contact with the spider, "I don't ask for much. Let alone for anything intimate, I hardly even initiate! And I know she's been stressed and frantic and I try to help her, but- fuck... sometimes she doesn't even come to bed! At least, not till the sun's almost up. And even then it's just for a quick power nap."

Every word from the angel's mouth makes Angel soften, both his gaze and his heart. Vaggie's eyes eventually leave his as she fights back whatever emotions are tormenting her. Angel leans back, crossing his legs and letting out a soft sigh as he brainstorms through ideas in his head. Him and Vaggie weren't exactly friends. More like roommates if anything, catching eachother in the kitchen during late nights. But seeing someone so fierce and passionate looking so worn down, it makes his stomach churn.

"Lingerie?"

"What?" The angel murmurs in disbelief and possible amusement, her eyes immediately narrowing on his teasing smirk.

"Y'know what lingerie is, yeah?"

"Yes, I fucking know what lingerie is, Angel. What about it?" His lips curl into a taunting smirk as he rolls over onto his stomach, smirking wide enough to where his golden tooth sparkles under his soft, pink-tinted lights.

"Own any?"

"Uh, no." Her eyes narrow further as she quickly catches onto what the Spider is throwing down, her stomach flipping in terrified cycles as she imagines all the ways whatever plan he's conjuring up could fail, "Don't fucking tell me-"

"I got the perfect set for ya'!" He hops up, almost stepping on her as he rips open his closet and snickers as he pulls something out. He holds the set up in front of him, raising an eyebrow with a genuine, almost sweet smile. It's a dark purple, lacy lingerie set, with flower-y patterns and stockings and straps and all the things that makes Vaggie want to curl up into a ball and never remove a single piece of clothing ever again.

"Angel..." She whimpers out, covering her blush-stricken face with one hand and grabbing onto the hem of her skirt with the other, "I appreciate this, I really do-"

"Oh, try it on!"

"What?? Fuck no!" She immediately exclaims as he shoved the hung cloth into her face, making her scoot away and look to the side, making direct eye contact with fat nuggets... who is definitely giggling at her, "Shut up! God, am I yelling at a pig? What's happening to me?"

Angel places on set of hands on his hips, tilting his head knowingly down at her, waving the hanger impatiently, "ya' literally just need ta' put it on and sit on the bed until she walks into the bedroom! Don't need to hump her leg or nothin'. Bet just the sight will get her goin'."

Vaggie's eyes narrow as the spider casually discusses such intimate possibilities, not looking the slightest pit cautious. Then her body eases as she actually thinks. I mean, Charlie does like acts of service. Does wearing lingerie and looking slutty count? Probably. Did she just call herself slutty? She needs to get out of this sex lair.

"Fine, fine. Thank you for the... gift." The angel hops up and grabs the hanger with a single finger, narrowing her gaze at the practically see-through garments.

"'Welcome. Ay, make sure to let me know how it goes? Actually, I'll probably hear you two tonight, yeah?-"

"I will actually kick you out."

"Shuttin' up!!" The spider sinks down into his mattress and does a zipping motion to his mouth, somehow getting the smallest smile out of Vaggie as she hesitatly slips out of his bedroom.

She's obviously not prepared to actually do this, but despite her pride, she's almost desperate. The only reason she came to Angel for advice in the first place was because she caught herself zoning out while staring at Charlie's ass. Like, staring. That's how she knew she needed to fix her weird sexual frustration before the staring got longer, or worse, reckless.

So, that's what she'll do. She'll sit on their bed in scandalous lingerie and wait and won't chicken out and hide under the covers. Or jump out the window. Or stab herself with an angelic spear.

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a/n (again): I had WAY too much fun with this, and I'm weirdly proud that this isn't insanely long. I have no idea when pt 2 will be out, since my spring break ends soon but I WILL link it here with it's done <3

#hazbin hotel #vaggie #chaggie #hazbin hotel fanfiction #angel dust #writing #fanfic writing #charlie morningstar

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I Now Pronounce You Allergic (LSSR)

Yeahhh I FINALLY FINISHED IT!! I'm sorry it took forever but IT'S WORTH IT! Ahem...please enjoy Ren and Sasha's first totally-not-a-date where they BOTH find themselves allergic to the flowers at their friends' wedding--and then proceed to have a holdback challenge. Spice warning, yes there is snzfucking!

Skye helps me put the finishing touches on my makeup. I line my lids with blue and pink and a bold purple.

“Is bi pride appropriate for a lesbian wedding?”

Skye laughs. “Abby won’t care. Kadie,” she trails off, “Who knows with her these days.” Skye clasps hands under her chin and coos. “You look gorgeous.”

Skye helped me pick out a subtly sexy midnight blue dress that I’d been eyeing for weeks but didn’t think I could pull off. It cups my skin so tight it’s like an aura as opposed to a dress.

“How many times have you reassured me about clothes?” Skye’s hand flicks toward my ass--I love the way my ass looks in this dress.

I pair the dress with silver earrings and bracelet. A purple bandana wraps my hair, the bulk of it gathered in a neat bun at the back.

Skye’s face illuminates as she scrolls through her phone. “Ren’s almost here.”

“Are you sure about this?”

“Absolutely. I’m not wanted there--too much history--and! Leo has tickets to Excalion! I’d honestly rather be there.”

“Than your friends’ wedding??”

Skye’s brows rise, “Than an ex’s wedding who can’t stand me? Yes.”

“Fair point.”

Ren picks me up ten minutes later. He’s dressed not unlike he does when he goes to work. Suit, tie, vest, but…is that glitter on his cheek? Skye and I share a look and I see that ‘he’s so adorable’ look on her face.

The venue is big--bigger than I expected from what Ren’s told me about one of the brides. Wide pillars, an archway the size of twelve Rens, marble fucking floors?? Who needs that??

Ren leads me inside and noise surrounds us, people chatting and laughing. I’m swallowed by sound and scents and--

My body turns to iron and I stop walking. Ren startles and looks at me with confusion. But my eyes are fixed on the tables. The tables with bright, purple, bushy…flowers. A very specific flower.

“Ah,” Ren hums as if it makes complete sense. “Yes, I was afraid of this.”

I stare at the offensive flowers. If looks could shank you in a back alley, those flowers would be a crime scene. My lips pinch. The chatter around me numbs to a dull hum. Everything loses focus.

The flowers start to warble and blur behind a saline lens. My sight is compromised. My nose sucks all of the energy out of my other senses. As if it’s putting on a damn light show.

I feel my lip twitch. I hone in on the tickle--the wretched sensation that’s going to ruin this whole experience. My lips form a crescent scrunch and I hear myself growl.

“Ahm…” Ren leans next to me. “Sasha?” he tips his head down to look at me and I jerk to the side. “Are you scrunching your nose?”

“No,” I say, but it comes out all congested and 100% unconvincing.

Ren lifts his brows. “Hm. I see.”

“Hxsh-T!”

His head snaps toward me as I recover and I feel my bones shrink. Fuck. I shoot him a don’t say a word look and he clamps his lips shut. “No. You saw nothing.” I refuse to let this be a thing. Even though, as we head toward our table, I find it overflowing with the atrocious bouquet and--

“Hyk-TSH-iah!” I snuffle and wipe my eyes with my fingers. Ren hands me a cloth napkin and I try not to glare at him as if this is his fault.

We’re seated at a four-person table and across from us are two other people. One of them is a very tall, very burly woman who could be on the cover of a weight lifting magazine. Her slinky copper hair is fluffed at the top and pulled into an amalgamation of a ponytail-slash-braid. I can’t imagine an actual salon doing that to her, so it was probably a homemade hair concoction.

The man she’s seated next to is…significantly smaller. Like, he looks so thin, I’m pretty sure a medium-sized breeze would knock him over. His wrists are bony and I think I see a purple bruise in the crook of his elbow. He also has a cloud of red curls and a matching spray of freckles dotting his face like the woman does.

I feel my nose threatening to misbehave again and I instinctively look for the champagne. There’s a glass in front of me next to a sheet of paper for each table setting. I inspect it closer and my stomach flips.

It’s a bingo sheet. There are things like ‘brides kiss without prompt’, ‘Anne talks about her beanie babies’, and--

“Ren sneezes during the best man speech?” the burly woman blurts in a thick drawl. A throaty cackle burst from her, not unlike that of a hyena. “Do you see this, Ikka?” she prods at the text, nudging the man next to her.

“Please, Iris,” His voice is rich and dull at the same time, accent a strange twang, as if he spent time in the UK and Texas, but not enough to fully form either accent.

“It’s just funny, right?” her cheeks dimple with a grin. Her voice is raw and boisterous as if she really is finding everything hilarious.

My eyes fall back onto the phrase: Ren sneezes during the best man speech. It’s right up top. What..the…heck, vanillas?

As if on cue, I hear the raspy intake of air right next to me. And the table jolts as Ren’s knees knock into it at the same time he jerks into a rigid, “HxSZg!”

I flush and can’t help my eyes rounding. Oh gods…him too??

He flashes me a sheepish look and rakes a finger against his nose. “I think we will get at least one point.”

I snort, “You did not…”

Another keening cackle from the lady across the table. “Oh shit, Ikka! That’s him,” she gyrates her wrist toward Ren. She props her chin on her upturned palm. “Tell me, Ren,” she says with a mixture of mischief and amusement, “Do you sneeze a lot?”

The man next to her groans and rolls his eyes. “I am so sorry,” he says to Ren. “She thinks she’s hilarious.”

“Well, I am, ain’t I?”

“Ren!” a floaty voice perks us all up and I see one of the brides hurrying toward us. Her brown hair is braided in a ring around her face and her cheeks are sunny and dimpled.

“Abigail,” Ren stands and lets her scrunch him with a hug. She pulls back and takes his hands, brimming with joy. “I’m so glad you made it! Gosh! I was worried people wouldn’t come because there’s no ceremony but--Ah! Is that your…date?” her eyes flick to me.

Ren gestures to me, “This is Sasha--Skye’s girlfriend. She is indeed in attendance with me.”

Abigail’s lips form a ring, “Oh, I see. Yeah, I’m so sorry about Skye, but,” she laughs awkwardly, “you know how Kadie is.” A knowing eye roll as her pink lips pucker.

Ren pats her hand, still attached to the V of his suit. “All is well. Skye is with our boyfriend Leo, seeing a concert.”

Abigail laughs uneasily. “Oh, well, good.” Her gaze warms. “I hope you have a good speech prepared. Kadie thinks you could get AI to write it and it would sound exactly like you.”

“I assure you, I did no such thing.”

My face is so tingly right now and I wish Abby would just leave so I can escape to the--

“SS-Ktsh!” I immediately shudder, arms wrapping around my midsection as I tuck my chin into my collar. Oh if I thought one was going to be enough--”Hit’SHKkk!” I was a fool. “Hax-SHIEU!”

“Oh,” Abigail trails fingers over her chest. “Are you okay?”

I nod, eyes still squeezed shut, free hand roaming the table for the--

Cloth presses into my palm and I feel the brush of Ren’s fingers. “She is well, I assure you. We seem to be experiencing similar issues with,” he gestures to the bouquets.

“Oh my gosh--I’m so sorry!” Abby coos. “Seriously, Kadie insisted, even though I said you were allergic. She was like, ‘he can just take a benadryl’ and I was--”

“It is quite alright, Abby. We are fine.”

“Are you sure? Because I think my grandma has Claritin?”

I perk up, “C or D?”

“Uhh, I’m not sure but you could go ask her,” Abigail points to an elderly woman seated next to the bar, with an oxygen tank next to her.

“Uhhh, maybe,” I lie. I’m definitely not sneezing enough to beg an old woman for allergy pills. It’d be just my luck to get her talking about her own allergy journey. I swear anyone over 60 loves to talk about the pollen count. Ydjjjehhhh...my teeth chatter involuntarily.

“Well, just let us know if you need anything!” Abby trills and floats away waving her fingers as if she’s boarding a plane.

I use the cloth to wipe my eyes again and blow out a frustrated breath.

“Sasha…”

I tip my eyes to Ren who looks nothing but concerned.

“Are you uncomfortable?”

I sniff, shunting my gaze.

“Please, be truthful.”

I puff. “Yeah, I am.”

“Then we shall leave.”

My shoulders lock. “What! No! These people are your friends! You’re the best man!”

Ren leans down, leveling his liquid blue eyes with mine.

“Sasha, out of everyone here, you are my priority.”

I flush, my heart thrumming through my chest and neck.

“Are you able to handle it?”

I twist the cloth between my fingers, “I don’t know.”

Ren leans over the table, facing to the side so all I see is the apex of his jaw. But he does that single-knuckle rub motion that always always leads to--

*snf* “Hh…”

I slam my eyes shut and do my best to think of banjo music.

“Hg-gk…hh-hih!”

And…he stops. His parted lips close. He exhales. Sniffles. Looks at his phone and scrolls like nothing happened.

I gape at him, my stomach flipping with butterflies. “Seriously?” I snap loud enough for the other table to turn their heads.

Ren looks at me, flabbergasted. “Was that wrong?”

“Yes!”

“So, I should have just…let it happen?”

“No!”

“Then…” Ren lifts his hands in a shrugging motion. I groan, burying my face in my hands, using it as an excuse to rub my own itchy nose with my palms.

“Hmm…” Ren taps a pen on a piece of paper. He spins it around and scribbles on it.

Ren 1 Sasha 5

I peer at it, then him, eyes lidded with suspicion. “What the hell is this?”

“A game.”

“A game?”

Ren leans back, “Whoever sneezes the most loses.”

My brows shoot up. “Are you joking?”

“Not particularly.”

I drop back down to the paper. I feel a buzzing in my limbs, as if I’m preparing for a marathon. It feels…exciting? Oh fuck it. My lips tick up and energy rushes through me.

“You’re on, Grayson.”

He smirks.

Ren eyes my champagne glass and points a slender finger. “Do you need another?”

I frown at him, “Will you be okay if I…”

Ren softens. “I will be fine, Sasha. I have been sober for a while now. I am capable of restraint.”

I nod, “Then sure. But grab some strawberries too. And apples! And maybe…”

Snickers from across the table. I look over to see the fitness model laughing. She sees me looking and smiles, wide and warm. “Y’all are so cute!”

I blush and turn to Ren but he’s already standing to leave for the food table.

“Um,” I wrinkle my napkin and clear my throat, “So, how do you know the brides?”

She continues to smile, “I don’t.”

I pause, waiting but she doesn’t continue.

“Alright, then your date does?”

She bursts into snorts of laughter, wide hands cupping her angular mouth, “Ikka,” she uses her elbow to nudge him and I hear him let out a tiny whine, “she thinks you’re my date.”

His lips crimp in amusement. “So did that other woman--the elderly one.”

My head spins like I’m being exorcized, “Wh-where?”

“The lady,” he points to a plump graying woman currently a table away, scolding people there for something. Her hair is a curly swoop over her brow and I see at least four crosses on her ears and necklace.

“Maybe we should play along,” the man, Ikka, says. “I don’t want to explain how we’re related.”

“We don’t have to go into detail, just tell her we’re half siblings.”

He drains his glass and rolls his eyes, “So she can ask why? No thanks.”

My ears prickle when I hear the so obvious sound my brain is fucking attuned for: hitching breaths. My eyes trail the room, searching, but I hear it before I see anything.

“HkXGn! H-Gk’dsz!”

It’s quiet, so miniscule I’m sure there are people at the buffet who didn’t even hear it. But I did.

When Ren arrives and deposits the drink and plate, my lips quirk up, “Two points for you.”

He looks alarmed, “You heard those?”

A laugh bubbles in my throat, “I could hear them from another room, Lawrence.”

I hear the braying laugh as the burly woman claps her hands together. “I think Kadie did the seating, Kah!”

“Iris, don’t fucking start--”

My left eye twitches. Apparently there’s wedding drama here that I want nothing to do with. I decide right then: I’m sticking to a small ceremony if I get married.

Ren passes me a plate of fruits, “I was not certain if you wanted red or blackberries, so I took both.”

Iris’s pitched voice calls, “Why do you talk like that?” She’s looking at Ren and my heart sinks.

Ren’s cheeks harden, lines appearing on his forehead. A flare of familiar anger sparks in his eyes as his voice sharpens. “I speak this way so I do not speak,” his chin tips at her, “that way.”

My hand flies out to smack his, “Ren! That was extremely rude!”

He buries his lips in his teeth, eyes shiny from chagrin. He sighs, brushing a thumb across his glass, leaving a scar of condensation behind, “I apologize,” he says to the woman.

To her credit, she just shrugs and resumes talking to her…brother? But I’m indignant for her. I glare at Ren and frown. “Ren, I get that you have trauma about your accent, but not everyone felt the need to change theirs. Don’t be a jerk.”

Ren nods, “Yes. You are absolutely correct.”

I nod and feel better. I was hoping that wouldn’t turn into an argument. I eat some of my strawberries and the sugar rush makes me kind of giddy. Until I forget where I am and take too big of a breath through my nose.

My synapses light up and I taste panic hot on my tongue. I’m already tearing up, moisture running down my cheeks. My makeup I worked so hard on is smudging. Fuck. I fumble in my purse for clean tissues but I come up empty. What the hell? I always bring a pack everywhere. Whatever. Lost cause.

I squeeze my fingers around my necklace to stop it from flopping but, “Hih-XSShh-ieh!” the sneeze rocks my neck, my shoulders. My chin yanks and my hand snaps the metal, the silver chain pooling around my wrist like a liquid snake.

“Fuck!” I snarl but I’m not done, “Adj’SK!!” I sneeze viciously into the hand holding the chain, feeling the tang of iron on my lips. This can not get any worse.

I throw myself to my feet, fingers steepled over my nose. Tears blur my vision as hitches flutter against my tongue, “Hhh-ieh! IEH!” My feet fly over the ground, carrying me so fast I stumble. At the same time I’m careening toward the ground, my lips sputter, “Hiex-SHIEEw- UGH!”

Strong hands wrap around my shoulders and pull me straight up to a standing position so that I’m no longer about to flatten my nose on the tile. I blink away allergic tears as Iris beams at me. She doesn’t seem put off by my splotched, wet face at all.

“You okay, sweetie?”

I mutter something unintelligible and then cough. “Uhm, kh, yes. I-I’m good. Thank you.”

“No problem, doll. Can I escort you to the bathroom?”

“Oh, no I can get there fine.”

“I’m on the way myself, but I’ll wait if you need privacy.”

My wrists wag left and right, “Oh, no it’s fine!” My people pleasing ass overrides the need to be alone. “We can both go.”

I let Iris lead the way into the restroom where she takes a stall and I use the mirror to clean up. When she comes out of the stall I'm blowing my nose and apologizing every time I sniffle.

“Ikka gets sick a lot--snot don’t bother me,” she says as she washes her hands.

I titter with her but there’s no way I can explain my special brand of embarrassment. So I take some soft purple tissues and blow my nose. But just when I get it clear, the fire reignites, sending me spilling back into the fluff.

“Ha-XSSH! Iee’TSHH-ieu! EiSHH!” I snort thickly, “Agh, whad the fugk?”

Iris rorars a laugh and swipes the napkins, “Yall must be allergic to lavender.”

“Uh,” I sniffle, “Yeah. W--” I point at the cloth, “Are those…”

“Lavender scented,” her eyes shimmer with amusement and I flame bright. “Man,” she chuckles, stuffing the soggy tissues in the trash hole, “They really had it out for you two didn’t they?”

I groan and flick on the faucet. “Seems so.”

“I can ask Ikka for unscented ones. He usually has some.”

I shake my head, “No-no, that’s okay, I…” I scrunch my nose and clamp my hands over my face. “I just need…a minute….”

Iris pops a shoulder, “Alright. Well, good luck.” She swaggers out of the bathroom, leaving me to my mess. I clean up as best I can and fix my makeup, spraying a setting liquid over it once I’m done.

It’s been quite a while and I turn to head back, but the drinks swirl in my head and I pause. My eyes land on the stack of lavender tissues.

I don’t think too hard about it, but I find myself stuffing a few into my purse before fleeing the scene.

When I get out of the restroom, I hear people calling “Toast! Toast!” and I see Ren standing up with a flute of sparkling water.

I risk a glance at him staring smugly at me as he crosses the room, a cocky grin on his face.. He lifts a finger in the air and tapped the side of his nose before holding up 4 fingers.

Oh. It’s fucking on.

I hurry to pass Ren him on my way to the table, digging in my bag.

“You’ll need these,” I don't meet his eyes as I stuff the tissues in his hand. I scurry away, shame leaving a hot trail behind me. I don't know why I did that--why did I do that?? I’m a godsdammed cheater, that’s why.

I sit and watch as innocently as i possibly can. Ren stands iron straight at the front of the room, but his expression is soft, eyes twinkling in the chandelier lights. He addresses everyone and gestures to the brides on either side of him.

“I met Kadie in college. We were good friends. She was always keeping me in line.”

A knowing chuckle hums across the room. An inside joke. Ren holds his arm toward, “Abigail let me crash on her couch for most of my young adult life.”

“Me and Leo,” she quips.

“Touche”. Ren lowers his voice for dramatic effect. “She had to kick me out quite often once she met Kadie.”

A ruckus of laughter at that. Abigail blushes but Kadie takes her hand, amused. Ren knows what he’s doing. Playing the crowd. Like a good DM. He begins the next phase of his speech but I can hear the hints of congestion stirring his words into a thicker drawl.

A few people have their bingo cards ready. I’d be lying if I wasn’t thinking about it. Ren pauses mid-word, breath ragged, fumbling in his pocket.

“Apologies,” he croaks, “It s-hhh…seems you shall--snf! Have a bingo point af--” he folds one of the tissues over his nose, “Hk’TZZHHH!”

“Ikka,” the woman at our table rasps, “Quit staring and mark it down!”

My brain pushes their convo aside. I watch Ren’s nose, his chin. Bobbing up and down with each hitch, inhale, sigh. Eyes lock onto him as if his hypnotic buildup has charmed the snakes of the show.

“Hnng…” the silence in the room is as solid as a truck. I can’t speak for anyone beyond my line of sight but my entire table is watching him intently. Seriously, why are they watching so hard? Do vanillas just--

“Wait,” Iris points from me to the bathroom tissues. “Did you--”

I slam back my glass of champagne, ignoring the question.

“XsST-hieu!! EGSX-EIU!” Ren siffles thickly and dabs his nose but that’s only making it worse.

Seven.

I lift up, ready to fly to his defense, but Ren crumples the tissue with a sorrowful sniffle and tucks the pack into his breast pocket to finish the speech.

“My apologies. Or, perhaps not?” Ren draws another laugh from the crowd.

Iris smacks the bingo sheet, “Focus, Icabod! We’re close to winning!”

Okay. I’m getting kind of sus here. Maybe I’m just in fet brain overdrive but I have to know. Ren finishes his speech and ambles toward us, flicking tears from his watery eyes and slumps into the chair with a groaning sigh.

“Ren,” I rasp when I’m safely close enough to him to prevent being heard from the others. “Hey!” I wrap my fingers around his tie and pull his neck down so I can speak with him. And wow this actually is hot. No wonder Skye does it so much. I wobble a little and ohhh gods I'm getting drunk.

I release him once he’s nice and close and whisper, “Rub your nose.”

He jerks back, “What?!”

I groan, rolling my head, “Not like that. It’s…it’s for science.”

Ren follows my gaze to Icabod and he hums, “Ah.” He tips his head down and sniffles. He brushes the underside of his nose, slow and deliberate. His eyes flutter and he lets out an exaggerated gasp.

“Igh!! Hiiegh…”

I stare open mouthed for way too long. Christ he’s good at this. I’m about to just let him attempt a fake before I remember there was a point to this.

I sneak a look at Icabod and… our expressions could have matched 100%. He might even be drooling. Not that I blame him. Rens still going, toying around with teasing hitches and soft gasps. Gods what must that be like in bed?

WHAT? I have clearly had too much champagne.

I sneak another look at Icabod to see him staring intently at his fork. And his eyes flick toward Ren. And back to the fork.

I am floored. The odds are insane. But I do know those two are friends of Skye. Or aquaintances. Maybe I’m not the only person she’s met online…

Two claps bring our attention to the floor and Ren stops his fake buildup in milliseconds with a soft breath and a quick nose swipe. The man should be an actor.

“Alright everyone, we’re having a freeze dance competition. Now, pick your partners, and dance! When we blow the whistle, you’re gonna freeze! Don’t. Move. Any movement, intentional or not, will disqualify you for the prize.”

“What’s the prize?” I ask.

Ren glides up next to me, knuckling his nose, “I do not think it will matter.”

I open my mouth to ask him why, but that’s a dumb question. His watery eyes and the buzzing of my own nostrils I’m desperately trying to ignore would destroy us both.

“Maybe it’s for the best we sit out. I can’t even dance.”

Ren looks astounded. “You cannot dance?”

“I…no. Not like…ballroom dancing.”

“Then,” he holds out a hand, “I shall teach you.”

I pause. Dancing is Skye and Ren’s thing. I feel like this would be an intrusion of their sacred custom. But Ren waggles his fingers as if groping for my hand. “Skye will not mind.”

How does he read me like that?

He takes me by the hand and pulls me immediately into a spin. I’ve seen him and Skye do this enough that I don’t stumble. I may not have participated before, but I’m far from a dance virgin.

We dance the intro of the song for a couple minutes, and I can’t keep the smile off my face. I feel so dashing in my sexy dress, tearing up the floor like this.

Ren cradles my back, hands strong and gentle as he dips me low. My head tilts back and I’m overwhelmed by the scratchy scent of lavender. A busboy passes by carrying another bouquet. I jacknife upright, palm flattening my lips and nose as two very not stealthy sneezes wrench my spine, “Hiex-SHEW! HAAh-TSHHieu!”

Ren lifts me and swirls us, dancing uninterrupted. I gulp air and glower, “That was cheating!”

“It is not cheating. I am within the boundaries of the rules we set.”

“We didn’t set any rules!”

Ren smirks knowingly. I honestly have no room to complain though. I cheated first.

“Freeze!” the voice rocks adrenaline into my veins and we both instinctively still. Ren’s hands are on the small of my back and propped on my hip; my arms are draped over his shoulders, one palm spread behind his neck.

It feels so intimate. And…I swallow, my body reacting to him already.

It’s about to get much more intimate.

His face is flushed so pink I’d think he was drunk. His teeth grind and he snarls a hitch. “Sasha,” his breath is hot and moist, barely audible but bold enough to send wracking shivers down my spine. “I am not…going to last…”

Oh gods. He did not just say that.

Abigail moves toward us. Fuck fuck! What are we going to do? Ren’s nose scrunching isn’t doing the trick, and if he sneezes on me, I’m going to lose my goddamn mind.

His fingers tighten on my waist as he sucks in a breath, and I make a decision. My hand sweeps from his neck across his cheek, his skin hot as a brand, and my fingers close over his firm nostrils.

He exhales, relief shuddering through him, and I swear I absorb that shudder and feel it quaking my thighs.

I’m. Grabbing. Ren’s. Nose. I’m grabbing Ren’s nose! In public! What the fuck am I thinking??

I could tell myself that I just want to win--that’s all this is. But I’ve been lying to myself for too long. I don’t give a flying fuck if we win this game. I wanted to touch him. To feel his nostrils twitch under my grip, his breath bathe my wrist--oh gods. My body is a livewire. I’m worried I’m going to vibrate myself off the dance floor.

“Sasha,” he grunts, “you may release me.”

Electricity zings through my arm and I snatch my hand away as if burned.

Ren’s eyes glitter and his mouth curves, “That rather turned you on.”

“And I think that rather turns you on.” My bold comment comes out of nowhere.

The corner of his lip ticks up, “Of course.”

I didn’t think I could burn hotter but my blood feels ten times heavier.

Asshole. Is he just picking at me like friendly banter…or does he…want me?

This isn’t the first time we’ve flirted with each other. Over the course of all our friendships, the on-off-on-off of all fucking four of us…it’s godsdamn exhausting. And it’s wearing me down--physically and emotionally.

Ren looks at me with those concerned furrowed brows. I want him to say the same thing. The same thing I’m thinking, feeling. I…I want…

A clap brings us out of the sexual deviancy of the moment and Abigail calls, “That’s a wrap!”

Abby glides toward us and squees. “You two were precious!” she trills.

“Did we--”

“You didn't win,” she frowns.

“Erm, no, I know. But,” I fidget, coiling and uncoiling my fingers. “Did we embarrass ourselves?”

Abby chuckles. “Not at all. The other competitors were thrilled--” Abby poked Ren’s nose affectionately making his nostrils flare a bright pink. Why did that make me jealous?

Ren steps forward, leading Abby as she chats about ….

“Please just do this one thing for me, please!”

“W-what thing?”

“The entire guest list has been taking photo booth pics so we can scrapbook it all vintage like. Will yall participate?” Abby begs.

Ren’s lips twist. “Alright. Of course. For you.”

With a squeal from Abby, we are ushered into a long hall, wider than average. It’s filled with nostalgic photos of celebrities like Elvis, The Beatles…is that Shirley Temple?? Did they even have photo booths back then? Oh gods, this whole fucking hallway is a beacon for how bad I am at history.

In a misshapen nook sits a photo booth. A fancy one--it has a door and everything. Wow. Kadie went all out with this reception. I’m assuming she wanted to wow her guests to make up for having to univite them to the actual ceremony in 2020.

With some nudging, Abigail watches us climb in and shoots me a thumbs up. “I gotta go kiss ass to my mother in law but it’s pretty self explanatory. Take some funny ones! I’m making a scrapbook!”

Ren is already inside and when I climb in, I find it more spacious than I expected, but not enough for us to sit side-by-side. I may have a smaller waist, but Ren has bulk in his thighs and shoulders that just won’t work.

“Well,” I say, “I guess I’ll sit on your leg, if that’s ok.”

Ren nods and shifts so I can perch near his knee, pulling my dress down in a habitual need to unbunch my clothes. I slide over his leg and catch myself when his fingers curl around my hips to steady me.

“Is this alright?”

“Yeah, thanks,” I resume shifting. We look at the screen in front of us and I squint, searching for the switch to activate it. “Where…” we start fussing around, both seeking the mechanism but coming up empty.

I groan, “Why is something so vintage so hard for us to figure out?” I feel the edge of anger on my tongue, “It’s so different from every phone booth I’ve used.”

“As opposed to the many phone booths you’ve been in?”

“I was young once, Ren. In the 90s. So, yes.”

“Hm,” he chuckles. “Were they…” the word drops, thickening with dull congestion that makes my spine straighten like a steel rod. I jerk to the side, putting the shadows of his jawline in my peripheral.

“Are you…” I swallow a desert in my mouth.

He rubs a lip under his teeth, “Would it be better for me to say yes, or no?”

“What does that mean?”

“It m-means…” his words begin to stumble, “If denying I am not hhh--” his long fingers climb to his face, sawing languidly under his nose.

“Worse.”

“Then, my nose itches and I hhh--believe I might--hh-igh…sneeze.”

I flush hot and oh, I was wrong. That phrase was so much worse. Better. Augh I am absolutely incapable of untangling the mess of emotions flooding me like a rainstorm. I feel myself squirm, the photo switch forgotten in lieu of, “Ren…”

I feel his hand on my hip tightening--exactly the same way it did on the dance floor. Oh gods…if there was any doubt, it’s gone: flung out the window.

He’s going to sneeze. I’m on his lap. Fuuuuuck.

“Ren,” I feel my throat grate against his name, “I should go, I--”

“I will be fine,” he sniffles and his head does a small shake that makes my spine melt. His voice is honey, “It’ll pass.”

A contraction. He’s really fucking trying.

“Uhh, I don’t think it will,” I say flatly.

“I can…handle it. Trust me.”

“Trust me,” I wiggle to stand but my knees tangle and I end up slipping back, falling into him. His hands wind around my middle, one thumb skimming the slit decorating my hip.

“Ah-apologies, I--”

I should try to get up again. I know I should. But his grip is firm, steady, as if I’m his anchor in a storm. I hear him sniffle right in my ear and gods I shiver from head to toe. It makes my shoulders wring, my stomach thrum, and my thighs…

I hear him gasp and feel his hips rock forward. He lets out a small moan and I realize I’ve squirmed myself to the ridges of his lap. And Oh. Fuck, this fabric must be so thin because I can feel exactly how my arousal is affecting him.

“Hh-ieh--” He squeezes my body so hard a small gasp flees my throat.

“Mmmmhh--!” there is no way the sounds I’m making are even remotely adjacent to ‘stop doing that please’. My body is in camp sneeze right now.

“Hhh-ngh, Sahh…” His breaths come in grinding gasps and I’m not sure anymore if it’s from holding back the sneeze or my ass rubbing against his cock.

I’m too hot for this. I’m too horny for this. The unbelievable tension and teasing of the night all crashes into me in frantic, thought-erasing need.

I can’t remember why this is a bad idea. I can’t remember that we’re in a public fucking place, in the middle of a wedding reception and it’s Not A Good Time. My panties are slick and wet, and I do more than wiggle--I writhe. Noises escape me in high pitches half breaths, matching his liquid gasps escaping his tilted mouth.

“Hhh-iehh--HEh!”

I could stop this. I could get up. I could launch myself out of this photo booth as if I were a champagne cork and Ren wouldn’t stop me. But I don’t want to stop.

My back arches when I feel his head dip far enough for his nose to feather the skin of my neck. Oh fuck ohfuckohfuck-- My senses narrow to that spot, everything dulling around me as his lips pop apart, still buried in my neck, and--

“HGX-SHHZ!”

Pleasure explodes inside of me. My body bucks and I ride him, rubbing myself back and forth over his trapped cock in a rocking motion.

“Hieh--”

“Oh fucking gods!”

“HY-ESHHUUU!”

My orgasm unleashes, wracking my body, lighting every nerve inside me, pulling closed-lipped moans from my throat. “Mmmnn-gods fuck MMMNnnn!” My hands are clawing and scrunching any fabric they can get at--from the folds of my dress to Ren’s taut pants. He moans against me and I hear him swear, “F--uck…”

My body collapses against him and I suck in air, my chest pulsing in time with my labia. He’s still hard against me, fingers delicate but firm as he sniffles thick and wet.

“S-Sasha,” he grunts, “I…”

“Oh my gods.” My heartbeat turns from pounding to racing.

We just dry humped in a wedding photo booth!

My hands slap my face. “What the fuck am I doing?” Gods, I must be so--

“Sasha,” Ren’s hand squeezes my shoulder. “If you permit me to leave first--”

“No,” I say quickly, tugging my bra strap back in place and smoothing my wrinkled bandana. “Anyone who overheard just heard me m-moaning and…you, uhh…”

“Sneezing?”

“Y-yeah. But that could have been me, and…”

Ren concedes, though he doesn’t look convinced. “As you wish.”

I don’t need him to believe me, I just need to get out of here. Now.

Hoping my makeup made it out unscathed, I crawl out, opening the door--thank gods there’s a door--and sliding out, eyes darting around to see if anyone is nearby.

“Hey there.”

I freeze, my entire body jolting with panicked adrenaline. I turn to see Kadie staring at me, arms folded over her wide bosom, lips askew. Sparks in her sage eyes.

I flap my hands nervously, “I was just--”

“I know what you were doing.” Her voice is firm but there’s a hint of a roguish gleam.

My blood ices. “No, you don’t understand.”

She silences me with an upturned palm. “You do know I dated Skye, right?”

My jaw unhinges. Of course. Of fucking course she knows. She could probably see it all over my face all godsdamn day.

My hands close over my face, “Oh my fuck,” I muffle.

Kadie sighs, a heaving breath, “Look, I really don’t give two shits what you did in there. But I’d better not have to clean anything up.” At my alarm, she pressed the air with her hand, “Chill. No one else knows, or heard you. Just me.” She hands me a slim rectangle of paper. “Maybe watch the switch next time. You’re lucky I was here.”

She whirls and leaves me clutching three stacked images--muted and gray but there’s no doubting what’s going on in there. If I focus, I can see my O-face. IeeHHGGG.

I crumple the pictures as Ren climbs out, brushing wrinkles from his suit. “What happened?” he asks.

I look at him, “Kadie heard us. And…saw…” I crunch the photos again for good measure.

“I see.” Ren rakes a forked hand through his hair and it flops back over his brow with enviable ease. “Perhaps then, it is an opportune time to--”

“Bail?” I snort, “Sorry, I shouldn’t…”

“Yes. Bail.”

My chin juts up at him in confusion.

We make it out without being noticed. Ren even finds us a bathroom on the other end of the building to freshen up. I make sure to slather myself in deodorant. Everywhere. Yes, even my stomach and thighs. My underwear didn’t make it out unscathed. I pull my track pants out of my bag and go commando.

I have a tube top as well and I trade it for the dress. Now I look like I’m about to go to yoga but at least I don’t look like I just snzfucked a guy in a photo booth.

In the hall, Ren is still wearing his suit. “You didn’t bring extra clothes?”

He pats his vest in various places as if to say and where would I put them?

I roll my eyes. “Whatever. I’m ready to get--HXST-Ieh! Out of here.” I grind my palm over my nose, furious it hasn’t finished with me yet.

Ren opens his palm and offers it to me. “As you wish. However, I have one more stop to make.”

We hurry toward the exit, not encountering any obstacles before we burst out into the windy air like a prison break. Ren and I lock eyes and let out twin snorts.

“I’m impressed you kept your erection during that whole fit,” I giggle.

“Years with Skye has tempered me. At this point I find myself sporting a partial even when I start to…”

Oh fuck that’s hot.

I drink in the crisp air, hoping it’ll cool me off. I breathe deep and we head toward the car.

We’re still sniffly on the drive. Allergy aftermath can last hours if you marinate long enough. Ren drives us to a strip center just downtown. He parks at a meter right outside, “A book store?” I drink in the cottagecore awning and the chalkboard sign announcing an author signing.

An author I know.

Anita Maez?!

Ren looks at me, smiling. Not smirking. Not grinning. Just…smiling.

“Your ticket is anonymous,” he says, “If you do not wish to enter, no one will know you withdrew.”

My eyes are wide and I feel my heart set up camp in my throat. “Ren…” I swallow through the thickness. He remembered my favorite fucking author and made a point to buy me a ticket to meet her??

He hands me the ticket and I take it, unable to tear my eyes away from it. I virtually stumble toward the building, only pausing to look at Ren to make sure he’s really okay with this. He nods and waits outside to give me privacy.

In line, I can’t stop thinking about Ren. The lengths he went for me today. For me. My brain is a bonfire. It’s becoming very hard to not look for meaning in tonight. Ren, making up a game for us so I don’t freak out sneezing in public. Making sure I was comfortable the whole time with all of the weird conversations. How utterly safe I felt in that booth with him. I’ve only felt that safe with Skye and Leo.

And now this.

Is he doing these things for me because we’re friends? Or is this just Ren being…Ren? I realize I don’t know, really. I know him as a friend. As Skye’s lover. As Leo’s primary. But I can’t tell if he wants us to be closer or if he just does this kind of thing.

I send a quick text to Skye, but then it’s my turn for the meet and greet, and I shove all those thoughts aside to meet my hero.

Ren isn’t outside the shop when I exit but I peg his location instantly. He’s down the sidewalk near a corner, sneezing his head off.

I start counting, unable to help myself from lining my footsteps with each sneeze. He stops, finally, and sniffles, patting his nostrils with a purple tissue--oh. Those tissues.

I rush over and snatch it from him, earning me a bewildered look between sniffles. “What--”

“Those are lavender scented,” I flush at his expression. “They’re…causing more problems than solving.”

Ren chuckles and shakes his head. “Well, that does explain quite a lot.”

I pop my hip and place a hand on it, “So, what are we at?” I tease. “After your whole,” I fan my fingers around his face.

“Mmm. Seven. But as we are not specifically at the venue, they do not count.”

“Um, they absolutely count, Grayson. We didn’t set any rules, remember?”

He has the gall to look defeated right before he tips his head in a bow. “Very well. The final count is?”

“Me with 13, you with,” I grin smarmily, “16.”

“Hm,” he hums. “Would it be a stretch to say your author signing is your prize?”

“Fuck no. First, you had that planned before the game started. Second, I didn’t ask for it, third…” I stop ticking my fingers when I see the mischievous look on his face. The streetlamps have caught his eyes so they look like they’re dancing. And he’s somehow maneuvered his arm above his head, propping himself into one of those ‘hot boy’ movie leans the lead love interest always does.

I bite back a snort. Is he flirting? Is he doing the sexy man pose on purpose?

“What, Sasha, would you like your prize to be?”

I want to laugh and cry and tell him he looks silly and obvious. That he’s not as sexy as he thinks he is. Even if it’s a godsdamn lie. He would have won if I hadn’t counted what happened outside here--another result of my cheating our game. And he still let me pick the prize.

And what do I even want?

You.

The thought comes unbidden. Immediate. I want him. I want him the same way I want Skye and Leo. I want to throw our dynamic into the trash and just…be together. All of us. A true collective polycule.

I can’t tell if he heard me, but it’s obvious he knows what I’m thinking. My throat bobs. Fear grips my heart tight. What if what if what if-

Ren is closing the distance between us and I can feel the pull of his heat. My body is like a magnet, my thighs ablaze trying not to just crush him with my--

Down girl. You already went on that ride.

He’s over me now, his lips bowed and crimped.

“What,” he rasps, the heat of his tone melting my resolve, “would you like, Sasha?”

Fuck it. Fuck all of it. I grab his tie and pull his face down toward me. His upper body jerks forward and he careens down--gods, no wonder Skye does this so much--and I kiss him. His lips are soft and strong and completely devastating me.

It doesn’t matter that I’ve technically kissed him before. This is our first kiss. An earth-shattering, lava-forming, creating new continents kiss.

He lets me lead him, his tongue flicking my lower lip, asking permission, and I invite him in.

Vaguely aware of his hand on my waist, fingers wrapping and scrunching my shirt.

He lets out a small moan into my throat and all rational thought vanishes.

Fuck. I love him. I love them all. Skye, Leo, Ren. And it hardens my bones, softens my heart, steels my mind.

This is how it was meant to be.

160 miles away

Backstage, the music is muffled. Skye and Leo are standing awkwardly, Skye shifting from left to right, eyes wide and focused on the yellowing floor beneath them.

Leo’s lips drop and his heart pounds. “Are you…okay?”

Skye gives a half hearted nod as she pulls out her phone and reads the screen, illuminating the pink of her cheeks.

Leo looks up, toward the flashing lights ahead where the roar of the crowd coats the night. “I hope Ren and Sasha are having more fun than we are.”

Another nod, Skye’s chin jerking down. Leo hears a small hiccup disguised as a sigh. She pockets her phone and looks at him, something lighting her eyes in a way that makes him uneasy.

“You ready for this?” she asks.

Someone screams ahead and both of their heads whip toward it. Skye’s hand closes around Leo’s, squeezing.

“I think that’s our cue.”

To be continued…

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(GIP Misty Quigley x fem reader)

[Warnings - dubcon, drugging, breeding, penetration, praise, Misty drugging you with mushrooms to make you seem sick so she has the excuse to “take care of you alone.”]

When Misty made you tea, you thought nothing of it. You and Misty had always been close, you were her only friend, the only girl that’s ever been nice to her, that treated her indifferently, god- she loved you for it, and I mean LOVED you for it. Literally. She was obsessed with you, even before the crash.

She would watch you from afar when you were on the field, trying to hide the many erections she got while watching you, sometimes having to go back to the lockeroom to jerk herself off to the thought of how hot you looked when you practiced, or the many sleepovers you’d have at her house when you would share a bed, giving her the perfect change to touch you in your sleep or jerk off next to you as quietly as she could.

There were so many times she wanted to confess her feelings for you, but she was way too terrified to loose you, her only friend. Out here in the wilderness you started to depend on her more, became her sleeping buddy in the attic, clung to her side more, it only made her happier and happier that she destroyed the planes communication box, she got to take care of you out here and you and the team started to depend on her, she was happier than ever.

But it became a problem when Travis started to try to talk to you more, you weren’t interested at all she noticed, of coarse you weren’t. You told her many times your darkest secret, that you were a lesbian, but Travis didn’t get the hint and tried to keep pushing you, making Misty light up with jealousy and possessiveness. She needed to make sure he knew you were hers, no matter what it took, she was getting impatient too, her just wanted to hold you close, to love you.

Was that so bad? Sure, when the shroom she was planning on drugging you with got put in the stew, she was angry, but then she realized this was the perfect opportunity to get you alone, all the others were celebrating “doomcoming” and were also high off their asses with the shrooms, Misty made sure you ate extra, but she didn’t partake, she wanted to be sober for what she had planned.

You we’re sitting alone, staring at a tiny tree while touching it, Misty thought you looked so innocent and adorable, sitting down next to you, her voice soft, “Hey, Y/N, are you okay?” You nodded with a blank look, your voice slow and void of emotion, out of it. “Yeah… I’m just- being.” Misty chuckles at your words, resting her hand on your thigh which you barely even noticed, “Come on, Y/N, let’s go back to the cabin together, I have a surprise for you.” She smiled, pulling you up.

You just nodded and followed along as she dragged you back to the cabin, she was smiling with a pep in her step the whole time, she was gonna confess tonight, to make you hers. She brought you up to the attic before sitting you down as she started to pace, “Okay, Y/N, I’m gonna tell you something, okay?” You just blinked and nodded innocently, staring up at her, making her sigh with a smile, “I like you- and I mean I like like you, as in, I want to be with you.”

You didn’t really react to her confession, just staring blankly at her before she just quickly dove down to kiss you passionately, making you let out a noise of surprise, trying to pull away but she shushed you and grabbed ahold of your wrists, “Shh, Shh, Y/N, don’t fight me, I just wanna take care of you…” she husked out while pushing you to lay down as she reached down to the belt of her jeans, sloppily undoing the belt before pushing and wiggling her hips down to make your thighs part,

“Misty-“ *You whined out with a sniffle, you were confused and pouty, kicking your feet lazily with a whine, trying to babble out, “No, wait- wait-“ you tried to whimper out, you were a virgin, Misty knew that, she knew you would be scared but she was here, you were safe, her hands pushing yours above your head as she bucked her hips into yours, making you gasp out a surprised whimper of pain and discomfort as her cock pushed inside you with a slow stretch, making Misty sigh out a loud moan of pleasure, her eyes fluttering, “Ohhhh, Y/N, you feel better then I imagined!”

You didn’t even know Misty had a cock, you were severely confused and wondering if this was just a trip or not, but fuck was she big, and fuck did it hurt the first couple of thrusts as she held you down, you slowly adjusted to her size and grew wetter after some praises and coos from her as she panted and gasped while rutting into you, making her cock a sloppy mess, “Oh fuck- yea, baby- agh- that’s it, that’s it, that’s it, all mine, take it baby take it, take my cock, such a good girl for me, fuck your tight!”

Misty rambled out as she started to growl and grunt, leaning down to kiss you so sloppy, smiling and giggling as she pushed her tongue into your mouth, starting to thrust faster and sloppier, trembling above you with a moan, Misty felt her cock throbbing inside you, her balls churning with cum before she got the brilliant idea, she should cum in you, she should claim you, then you’d really be hers, forever, you’d have her cute little baby, she hoped for a girl immediately, imagining your features and her wild curly hair, oh shes just imagining your belly swelling and you’d have to depend on her fully, the though made her cry out, slamming her hips into yours roughly, making you cry out as you both came, Misty growling as she gave a few more sloppy thrusts before spilling her cum inside you, making sure to go balls deep, feeling you squeeze and gush cum around her cock as she laid down atop it you.

“Oh Y/N, I love you..” *She panted out with a smile, kissing your cheek before snuggling up with you, keeping her cock deep inside you so her cum wouldn’t spill out, not wanting to waste any only her precious seed, hugging you tight and possessively as you laid under her, just confused, shocked, and panting, trembling from your orgasm and you just submitted to her, Misty wasn’t so bad… plus you knew she’d take care of you., mumbling back out of fear or attraction, “I love you too?”

#yellowjackets season 2 #yellowjackets x reader #misty quigley #misty quigley x reader #yellowjackets showtime #yellowjackets #yellowjackets smut

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mechaknight-98 · 3 months

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Gathering Side story: Overwhelming stampede

Author's Note: when I started this series it was all vibes and now that it some somewhat coherent a character who got pushed to the wayside was Dino. Which sucks because he's a lot more interesting to write for me than the others. However, at times his powers were tied to Dinosaurs and the toku inspiration I did with his powers seemed incongruent with the tone I was trying to go for. which made writing him harder and harder as I wanted it to gather to be more introspective, but for side stories I can do whatever I want. Dino for me was always a mix of Hayato and Eji from Kamen Rider. Z from Ultaman Z a little bit of Gambit/Deadpool (Comic Deadpool) from X-men, and my personality. As you will see by his slightly changed powers. Whereas TJ was always meant to be more Takeshi, Ren (Ryuki) from Kamen Rider and Cable/Wolverine from X-men, and Max McDaniels from the Tapestry series by Henry H. Neff … (please read it if you haven't.) So this is meant as a mini-story that gives him space to be as crazy and outlandish as possible so for all of my long-time readers here is Dino restored in all his over-the-top Toku temur comic(y) glory.

You know who we should call to fill our game...," Sakura starts before pausing dramatically to Connor and Yunjin. Yunjin and Connor stare at the young woman pensively, before she makes her suggestion.

"Cival," Sakura said suggesting me to her group of friends. Connor and Yunjin look at her wary as the last time they saw me, I was (successfully) trying not to freak out as Sakura let me down easily by telling me that she was a lesbian. Yunjin however saw the excitement on Kkura’s face and ran with it.

"You know what? it's been a while since we've seen the madman and even longer since we have played with him. let's see what he's got?" Yunjin says exuberantly. This leads to them calling me. well, Sakura calling me.

"Yo Kkura what's up?" I ask

"Oh great answered you answered Civy. we need a fourth for our commander game. You down?" Sakura said

"What about Dexter he's usually y'all's resident Temur player," I asked confused

"He's exploring Naya so currently we need an Unhinged Calm Man." Sakura teases

" So you are telling me that Dexter Mr "Yeah I am so Ketria" is trying the shard I told him he would like, and best suit him? Wow, I'm surprised; not really of course, but you thought of me in his stead...well...I am touched. Okay, I'll be there in a bit. Does it need to be a Temur deck or can it be something else?" I respond

"Yes. We are playing our wedges and shards so you need to as well." Yunjin insists in the background

"Okay, Kkura." I groan. I end the phone call. I finish my in-n-out order adding them to it. After getting the food I teleport to Le Sserafim's dorm. the popping noise that accompanied it jolted the people present.

"Yah Cival-oppa you just can't pop in on us like that," Yunjin says holding her heart

"But I have food," I say as I hold the in-n-out bag with their food. Kkura and Yunjin smile. Connor groans.

"Ah no shake shack," he says disappointed

"Hey, when you're willing to pay for it I will pick it up for you all you want. In n Out is cheap and delicious so don't complain. " I say to him.

I hand Kkura her strawberry shake, Yunjin her vanilla, and Connor his chocolate one.

"Oh, you remembered our orders," Yunjin says elated

"Of course. yall are still my friends." I reply

Sakura looks at me guilty and says, "Sorry for forgetting about you Civy."

"It's no big deal. I couldn't afford to move to Korea, and you guys moved on. No hard feelings. the only hard feelings I have are for Dexter. I mean how did he of all people get Eunbi freaking Kwon?" I joke which gets the laugh I was kinda fishing for with Yunjin, Connor, and Sakura.

"So how have you been Civy?" Sakura asks

"Ah, you know same old, same old. fighting monsters taking pictures writing stories.. I reply

"Oh, how are you adjusting?" Connor asks

"Ehh, it's fine. It feels scummy at times but it's a job someone has to do" I answer

"Yeah, it can be weird," Connor says and leaves it at that.

I stayed silent about Voruna and her training me because last I heard Connor and her had a falling out

"So Cival" Yunjin says in a tone and a shoulder shake that lets me know I am not going to really *appreciate* what she says next, "Meet anyone "Lovely?" I groan and reply

"No Jen. I am still a single pringle although I am less ready to mingle." I reply. Sakura looks dejected hearing that.

"I am sorry," Sakura says as she takes a dejected sip of her shake.

I turn to Kkura look her in her eyes and say, "Look Kkura, I don't want this to be awkward. You are fantastic and while I believe we would have made an excellent power couple I understand that your heart is elsewhere, and honestly good for you Siyeon is such a hottie I mean sheesh." Kkura finally cheers up and Yunjin just has to sour the mood.

"See this is why we need you Cival around more. You are the best hype man and Cheerleader." Yunjin exclaims.

"I have been told I am good in limited amounts so that's why I stay in the background," I say before taking a bite of my burger and some fries. Kkura and Yunjin laugh.

"So Madman what crazy build are you on now?" Connor asks

"Borb and Phb food chain, but casual. I have a Thrasios Krark deck in the works but it needs time to bake. Or maybe I should just switch it to Jeska Thrasios." I answer as I ponder my next higher-power deck.

"Is it your definition of casual?" Yunjin asks me pointing. I nod which makes her bring out her "Big Guns"

"Oh, Kaalia my favorite," I say sarcastically. Sakura laughs and pulls out her equally menacing. Simmone and Dina deck. I face her and she points to Yunjin. This leads to Connor bringing out Narset Enlightened Exile.

“Narset!” I point out exaggerated “bleugh now I have to play mean.” I tease

Yunjin smirks before saying, “Cival you always play mean.”

I laugh and give a hyperbolic groan before taking out my deck. Sakura grabs my commander and reads it “Oh I like it.” she says. As we get ready for the game Kazuha walks in and smiles when she sees me.

“Oh hi Percival long time no see,” she said as she walked over to hug me. We hug and I say

“Yeah well, your friends called me up to beat them and I couldn't say no.” I relate to Kazuha. She laughs as she steals a couple of fries “Eh? How rude!” I scoff feigning disapproval while Kazuha just rolls her eyes as she walks out. I turn to face my opponents who laugh.

“I forgot how friendly you were,” Kkura says.

I shrug and say, “Yep friendly and ferocious like a bake kujira.”

Yunjin rolls her eyes before saying, “Ugh you and those yokai.” I shrug her off as we start. I mulligan down to four and then we begin. Sakura opens up with turn one lotus petal and goth Triome. Yunjin starts the game with land, a “Sol ring” and a “talisman of conviction”

“Wow, an overloaded vandal blast or cyclonic rift would be so good here.” I joked and the look I got from the table was hilarious. So I just played a land and mystic remora.

“Civil please don't scare us like that,” Connor whined

“Well gotta keep you on your toes because I know y'all get complacent and that's when bad things happen,” I respond. Curious as to where my replacement was I asked “So where is the big man?”

“Oh, he and Eunbi are working. He's filming a bunch of videos for her new mini album.” Sakura answers

I nod and smile as I say, “You know what…good for him.”

The next turn Sakura plays an arbor elf and an overgrown tomb. Yunjin gets more ramp for her commander plus another land, and Connor plays an esper Sentinel and arid mesa. On my next turn, I play commander and I pay for remora having played another land. To play my commander I needed to use the Jeweled lotus, lotus petal, and rejuvenating springs to play Borb and Phb. On his ETB Sakura flashes in orchish bow masters and kills Esper Sentinel. I chuckle and pass. The door opens and Chaewon drudges in along with Eunchae. I turn around and I see Chaewon and Eunchae make the visible connection.

“Percy!,” the two girls yell excitedly. I groan and stand up as the two race over to hug me.

“How are my two favorite Chaes?” I ask

Chaewon holds me tighter while Eunchae says, “Oppa please bully Kkura unnie and Yunjin unnie they have been teasing me and calling me baby all the time.” Eunchae lamented

I turn to my friends who look at me in terror. I shrug and say, “I have to win now.” they look at me in abject terror as I hear both Chaes laugh maniacally in the background.

Chaewon smiles as she and Eunchae break the hug and say something in Korean I couldn't pick up (because it was too fast) all I got was Astrid Wesker.

“Hold up Astrid who?” I asked

“Astrid Wesker.,” Yunjin said confused.

I turned to Connor who read my confused expression and said “The Weskers are cool now. They have done their time and are repentant.,” My eyes widen as I get back to the game it's my turn and I swing my commander at Sakura. She takes six which leaves her almost out of ad nauseam range. On Yunjin’s turn, I exile Kaalia in response to her equipping a swift foot boots to it. This leaves me open to using counterspell on Narset the next turn. On my next turn I swing at Sakura again leaving her completely out of naus range which gives me space to breathe I play a Ragavan and another land as well as paying for mystic remora and pass. Sakura biting the bullet destroys mystic remora. I shrug and make sure to kill Kaalia, and Narset again. Sakura is missing land drops Simone and Dina aren't opposed to me, and the other two decks are so commander-reliant that facing them equated to don't let the commanders resolve. which I told them, and now they're realizing it firsthand. This beatdown goes on for three more turns before I just draw into the food chain and hit draw my deck before casting Laboratory Maniac. Only for Yunjin to have me lose the game by killing it with Esper Sentinel, with a little help from Kkura and Connor. Instead of casting the breach that was in my hand and brain-freezing them to death. I let them have their pyrhic victory, which of course leads to Narset winning because Narset is good at punishing health totals. After the game Yunjin winces.

Connor laughs at Yunjin's expression then turns to me and says, "Dang Cival back at it again with the big beaters." I shrug and tell them that play better which gets a laugh out of Kkura and Connor Yunjin just scowls then joins in.

Cut to 45 minutes later the girls had just finished getting ready and looked like they were about to head out, "So, what's next?" I ask hoping to tag along like old times.

"Well, we gotta go to Astrid's office. you can come if you want." Connor suggests.

"Ah, I don't know," I replied still reluctant because of Weskers being well Weskers.

"There will be pretty girls there," Sakura said

"I'm there," I responded without hesitation. I didn't come off my adrenaline high until we were outside her office and thought this would be a bad idea. I debate whether this is a good idea but I remember that I have no self-control around pretty girls. So here I was walking into the intimidating gray building with the only thought being "Oh God why am I here"

"Oh hey, Muffins," I say out loud as I walk over to the bakery. The lady working the counter is super nice and knows English which makes my attempts at broken Korean invalidated. Admirable but invalidated nonetheless. I pay for my blueberry Muffins (Because they are top-tier) and begin to eat them. As I walk back into the Lobby I look to see several men with guns pointed at my friends

"I take it you're not security are you," I ask. One of the men angrily gestures at me and yells in Korean. I groan as I can only really make out "That black guy." I finish my muffin and outstretch my hand. when I bring it back to my face I am surprised to see Destroyor. I shrug and slot it into my Riser. I transform in a flash of colors before my Destroyer armor comes on. The guys shout more Korean before shooting me. I sigh as the bullets melt before they can reach me.

"You'd think that they would see the transformation and ponder. Hey, maybe we shouldn't fight the one who just did that." I lamented as I summoned My Lava Lance. I ran to the nearest man in the suit and slashed at him he fell to the ground with a searing wound. I charged to the next one who was still reloading, and slashed at him as well. I turn to the last few who look at me confused. I lift the Lance and spin Lash letting the lava spread all over them. After they were handled The elevator opened and I could hear a high-pitched voice say

"Well it's about time you apologized TJ." I am shocked to see a young lady who bears an uncanny resemblance to Ada Wong, and to her left a tiny blonde woman who is following her.

"You're not TJ. you're much too colorful and vibrant." The not Ada said.

I deactivated my armor and replied, "Sorry to disappoint but I did just help you I think."

"Yes, you did a fine job. Do you want a medal?” the not Ada says sarcastically. I look at her confused before she apologizes and says, “Sorry it's just usually my person who handles this is not here..." The not Ada trailed off.

"You must be Astrid Wesker. I am..." I started but was cut off by the blonde woman

"Percival you are a nexo from southern California, and friends of Connor, dexter, and le Sserafim." The blonde woman says bluntly in her high-pitched voice

"That's not creepy at all." I sigh. "Well, I should probably get going. This was not enough excitement for me, and I am growing bored with this conversation." I say feeling uncomfortable.

"No, since you're here and a powerhouse maybe you can help me," Astrid said not taking the least subtle hint I could give. "I'll pay you good money too."

"Oh well, That works," I say as I follow The two ladies into the Elevator along with Connor, Sakura, and Yunjin. The ride is awkward.

"That's quite some psionic power you've got there Percival how does it work?"

I turn to Emma confused, "So you know who I am but not how my power works." I exclaim

"I can't be bothered to learn every Nexogebics power, especially one so extravagant as you," she said exacerbated

"Your tone indicated that was supposed to be insulting, however, I am choosing to take it as a compliment. To answer your question since you are too lazy to do basic research my power is channeling Primal Elements that have combined with spirits to make armor, and weapons and increase my abilities. I also have some legendary forms based around mythical creatures but if I use those forms my opponent is trouble," I explained, like she was five but hey this blonde lady lost her right to complain when she insulted me. we get to the penthouse overlooking the massive view of the city and we all sit down.

"So how much money are we talking for helping you, and what would I be doing for it?" I ask Astrid excited

"Well you'd be head of Supernatural security for the event and making sure no one gets any ideas. As for payment how does 21k sound for the three weeks of filming and an additional 9k for the preproduction, and POS production (flights travel, etc.)? Also, there is a chance for a bonus if you intermingle with the girls seamlessly to not cause us fuss but that will be based on your performance." Astrid says

"That's tempting, but can I ask why you're not asking your last guy to do this," I ask

"He and I had a falling out of sorts. He didn't like changes in my personal life, and so I made an excision." Astrid says with an extremely rigid tone

I sigh and say, "Fine deal but based on the way you said all of that weird stuff you should just apologize." I reply

"Wait why?" Astrid asks

"Your diction about the whole thing was weird which to me implies you were close and you're trying to use weird jargon to not fall apart about it. So, my take is you should reach out, and see if he is willing to help you." I reply

Astrid looks at me with Narrow eyes, before saying "You are extremely presumptuous you know that right?"

"Okay and. I am just calling it as I see it. you don't get a lot of friends in your life. Especially long ones so keep them close and keep them happy. You'll live longer that way." I said annoyed. The room was silent except for Sakura who was laughing.

"How is he worse than TJ." I heard Emma whisper as the meeting ended as we all discussed setup and various emergency plans.

I turn to her and say, "I don't believe in obstruction of my path I walk forward. Based on your interactions it sounds like TJ plays the game more, " With that I exit the office. the smell of the two ladies competing perfumes made me irritated. As I wait for the elevator I hear a voice I don't recognize. I turn to see an absolute bombshell of a young lady walk to me.

"Oh thank you." the young woman says. her blonde bounces around her neck in cascading waves of gold. to distract myself and not be caught staring I pointed to Sakura and company who were close behind.

"I was waiting for them but you are welcome....um what's your name?"I ask

"Oh, Ahin." the young lady says with a smile.

"Oh like the Momoland Member," I say. the girl chuckles and then looks at me with sparkling eyes.

"Yes that's me she says." my eyes widened at that because my limited recollection of Ahin had more in line with the girl next door and not a vivacious vixen.

"You seem surprised."

"Well, the last time I heard or saw Momoland y'all were cuter...not...this( I say gesturing to her.)

"Do you not like all of this?" Ahin questioned as she gestured to all of her actively alluring curves. I sense the game she's playing but I am too stupid to play.

So my response is not the most Euridite, "Look I wasn't expecting you to be an absolute smoke show or babe okay." I sputter out.

Yunjin, and Connor both laugh at my crash and burn while Ahin just smiles and says, "So you think I am pretty like this."

I turn around confused before replying, "Yeah absolutely." before I can make a further fool of myself the elevator opens and my friends drag me out of the Elevator, but not before Ahin gets my number to all our surprise.

we get back in Connor's car and Yunjin says, "Huh would have never thought she'd be into a black guy." Sakura and Connor look at her wonky. She's from the east coast so I just expect outta line stuff from her. We get back to the apartment when I get a call from an unknown number.

“Hi Ho it's Cival.” I greet

“Hey Cival it’s Ahin wanna come to

A party with me?” the other voice asks. I remain silent for a moment most parties bore me as they only really lead to debauchery and not much else.

“Come on it will be fun. Plus I'll make it worth your while,” Ahin says

“Deal,” I say with no hesitation. I could almost hear Ahin smile over the phone.

“Perfect” the young lady on the other phone purrs. “Send me your address and I'll pick you up in 15 minutes,” Ahin says giddily.

“Okay,” I reply.

Sakura smirks after the call ends at me. I shrug

“Oh does little Civy have a date?” Yunjin teases.

“Kkura I'm still older than you, but no Ahin wants me to probably be her “guard dog at a party.”

“Why do you say that? She was totally into you earlier today” Yunjin laughs.

“Well, little sis I read her body language and it was less. Oh, he's cute and more hmm he's built menacingly but is an awkward dork. Which is the same look Astrid gave me when she saw me after the fight. So based on that and other previous experiences, she's going to use me as her guard dog.”

“So why did you say yes?” Connor asks confused.

“Either there's going to be pretty girls, Food, or Excitement that I don't have to pay for. all I have to do is play the lost puppy role it's a win-win.” I elaborate

Yunjin’s eyes narrow before she says, “I can't tell if that is insanely smart or insanely dumb.”

“It's probably both,” I reply before taking a quick nap.

I wake up to my phone going off and I go down to the apartment lobby to meet Ahin. Upon entering the car I see Ahin is with a guy. The way they're attached makes me assume they are together (or en route to it) I sit in the back and the man who looks about Connor or Siyeon’s age says, “he looks a lot less goofy than you said earlier Ahin.”

Ahin looks back at me. I smile and wave hiding my confusion.

“Will there be food at this party by chance I'm starving?” I ask

The man nods and chuckles “Yes but you're going to need a suit for this party though. I nod and teleport back to my apartment to get the suit, shave, shower, etc, and put the suit on before I teleport back to the car to both of my companion's surprise.

“Neat trick,” Ahin says with a smirk. I chuckle and as we drive a bit more

Ahin noticed I was fidgeting with something and turned back to me

“Nervous," she says with a head tilt that is somewhere between flirty and friendly

I nod lightly, Ahin smiles pleasantly and reaches out her hand. I take it. "it will be fine. You will fit in, and if not you can just teleport out of there."

"You're right," I said which made Ahin smile. She took her hand back as she sat forward and she took my card.

Ahin looks at the card confused, and says as she turns back"Imperial Mega Dragon. Is this a part of a game or toy?"

"Not exactly" I respond and before she can ask more questions we arrive at the party which turns out to be more of a gala/ball. I walk in with Ahin, and her significant other and they guide me to… I squint and see that it's Kim Lip of ARTMS. Kim lip looks at me shyly but Ahin consoles her.

“See Lippie told you I'd find a nice piece of arm candy for you tonight,” Ahin says with reckless energy

“He is also foreign so he can't bore you too much.” I notice Ahin whisper before turning back to me and her date waving at the two of us. we follow the girls in. Kim Lip and I look at each other. As a fan of Loona, I knew that she spoke a lot through nonverbal communication. So it made sense that when I saw her stealing glances at me they were often accompanied by questioning looks.

“Aye don't worry it will be fine,” I tell her.

#kpop fanfic #fanfic #edh #mtg commander #le sserafim yunjin #miyawaki sakura #ahin momoland

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leikeliscomet · 3 months

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Racism in the ace community is seen as a joke from the outside and a confusing concept in the inside but it's pretty bait tbh:

Barbie, Wednesday and Elsa are ace-coded but not canon aces but they're widely accepted as ace icons in the community. Lacking genitalia, disliking romance and being single are not inherently asexual yet the community happily claims them as ace solely on those reasons. But Selah Summers? Nah she actually didn't say the words "aroace" even though the director confirmed it so she didn't really count. Abbi Singh? Nah she had a girlfriend and her superpower is being a succubus and it's not like the Imperfects actually addressed the themes of an asexual lesbian South Asian woman and her sexuality or anything. Fei Hargreeves? Well yeah the actress and producer confirmed it but she never said it on screen. Ace characters of colour always get held "screened" for approval to be "real rep" in a way white aces aren't its so weird (this also happens to gay aces but that's another post)

Almost anything involving Yasmin Benoit. The reason she's unacceptable ace rep is because of misogynoir. She's spoken so many times about never dating and not having sex (which mind you is none of our business and she shouldn't need to explain herself in the 1st place) and yet she's "too sexual" to represent the community. Again with the nitpicking, popular white ace accounts were so quick to dogpile her for not-so-good takes but when she speaks about racism? Crickets. When she spoke about sexual harassment? Crickets and not only that but they defended her harasser. The main ace activists that defended her were other Black aspecs.

Not understanding how desexualisation affects POC. Specifically, Black women are excluded from representations of love and sex because we're seen as undesirable. It's common for TV/Film to pair up everyone but the Black girl, or have a rebound Black partner for the non-Black main character who's disposed of when they're ready for their "real" non-Black partner again. This isn't done for Black aspecs benefit. It's a form of dehumanisation. Friendship especially in m/f is needed but exclusively pushing for friendship between Black women and non-Black men when there is romance coded or confirmed and shaming Black women in fandom or in show for shipping the Black female character is not doing what you think its doing.

Not understanding how sexualisation effects POC. Again linking to Yasmin, POC, especially Black people have been sexualised due to white supremacy. The "allosexual privilege" framework fails to acknowledge this because Black people's sexual attraction and sex is seen as aggressive and animalistic. Black people aren't "allowed" to be ace because of this sexualisation and why Yasmin regardless of what she wears or does is seen is too promiscuous.

Not acknowledging ace POC as ace rep. Again, where was the acknowledgement of Selah and the Spades as groundbreaking rep? The first aroace darkskin Black girl as a lead in any film? Sherronda J Brown spoke about Big Mouth's Black ace character and someone said it didn't count just bc they dislike the show. Again with Abbi and Fei the community didn't make noise for them like they did Todd from Bojack Horseman or Florence from Sex Ed (mind you the gap between how they did Florence vs O is jarring in itself) Isaac from Heartstopper was inspirational for many aspecs and I wont take that away but the way he's instantly credited for ace representation when he has so little screentime compared to the others is wild.

Just tired tbh. "Listen to POC aces!" "POC aces are valid!" Prove it then...?

#venting bout ace stuff again #i got more to say too lol #asexual representation #black asexuals #black asexual #ace representation #black ace #black aces #asexual #asexuality

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dc-marvel-life · 10 months

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These Are My Ladies

Request: Would it be too much to ask for a poly fic with female reader and all the marvel ladies being soulmates?

Pairing: Natasha x reader, Wanda x reader, Yelena x reader, Kate x reader, Carol x reader

Word Count: ~1.9K

A/N: Now, this was supposed to be a short fic, but it got away from me. Who knows, there might be more to this story. Dorogoy means sweetheart

Y/N was a well-known spy with the nickname; deadman. They called her that because you were a dead man walking when you saw her coming after you. She is no longer a spy because she was falsely accused of a crime she did not commit. No one heard her out, so she committed to a life of being an assassin/ mercenary.

While living her new life as a mercenary, she has had a lot of run-ins with the Avengers. She is on their most-wanted list but has yet to be caught.

The men on the team hate her because she is cocky, annoying, and arrogant. The women on the team have a different viewpoint of Y/N. The women all love Y/N because she is all of their soulmates.

Y/N is a soulmate to Natasha, Wanda, Yelena, Kate, and Carol, but they do not know about each other. They know that Y/N is a lesbian but not that she is poly with people on the team. Whenever Y/N runs into her girlfriends, no matter how much the job pays or how big the mission is, she always puts her girlfriends first.

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Now Y/N is in a warehouse that is in the middle of nowhere. It was an easy job for Deadman because all she had to do was blow up an abandoned warehouse and get a bank for it. There was no heavy lifting or killing; she just had to make a bomb big enough to blow up the warehouse.

Y/N just finished hooking up the bomb and is now leaving the building. While walking out, she heard a noise that got her attention. She goes and investigates the sound and sees Yelena.

“Hey, dorogoy, what are you doing here?” Yelena looks at Y/N, confused.

“What are you doing here!?” Y/N says, panicked.

“You just asked me the same question, but we are here on a mission. There are captives in the basement, and we are getting them out safely.

“Shit, get everyone out here now!” Y/N says and runs back to the bomb. Without thinking, Yelena tells everyone they must leave there immediately. Everyone is confused about why they have to go.

“Deadman is here and says that we need to go now!” Yelena says. When they hear that Deadman said it, then it must be serious. They ensure they get all the captives out of the warehouse into the jet.

Now Wanda, Kate, Yelena, Natasha, and Carol are waiting outside the building for their girlfriend to come out. Then the building blows up, kicking them back a bit and landing on their butts.

They get up and look at the rubble to see if Y/N made it out. After a few minutes and no sign of her, Carol and Wanda use their powers to go in and look for Y/N.

After a bit of time, they were able to find Y/N in the rubble, but she was unconscious and badly hurt. She has cuts and bruises all over her body, and her head is bleeding. They take her into the jet and go back to the compound. The ride back was silent because everyone was worried about Y/N. They give the captives to SHELID so they can go somewhere safe.

Once that was all settled, they rushed Y/N into the med bay with Bruce and Dr. Cho.

“What happened?!” Dr. Cho says, looking at Y/N, who is batter and bruised.

“There was an explosion on the mission, and she got caught in it,” Natasha says quietly.

“You mean the warehouse that should have been empty? Why was she there, and why was there an explosion?” Bruce questions the ladies because he knows Y/N was not there for anything good.

“Well, I am pretty sure she planted the explosion, but when she saw that we were there, she warned us and tried to stop it,” Yelena defends.

“It doesn’t matter what the story is; we need to help her, Bruce,” Dr. Cho says, taking a closer look at Y/N. Bruce sighs and helps.

“We will do everything that we can,” Bruce says.

“Please, she is my soulmate,” all of the ladies say at the same time. They all look at each other like they are crazy.

“What do you mean she is your guys’ soulmate? She is mine; we felt the bond and everything,” Wanda says.

“We felt the bond, too,” Carol says, and the rest of the ladies nod in agreement.

Bruce and Dr. Cho are stunned but don’t say a word and continue to help Y/N. The ladies gave Bruce and Dr. Cho space and left the med bay. They all walk to the living room to talk about the news that they just heard.

“So, are all of you telling me that you all felt the soulmate bond with Y/N,” Natasha says, and they all nod.

“How is that possible? When I first met Y/N, she was on a mission to kill someone, and I was going to stop her. We met eyes, and I immediately knew that Y/N and I were supposed to spend the rest of our lives together. She’s like home for me,” Kate says, upset that Y/N might not be her soulmate.

“I understand that. The same thing happened to me. She takes me out on the best dates and tells me she loves me. I guess she doesn’t, though,” Carol says with her head down.

“We go on lots of dates, and she says I love you to me too,” Natasha says, defeated. At that point, all the ladies realize that Y/N has claimed she is their soulmate. Also doing the same thing with each one of them.

“Look, let’s just confront her when she wakes up so we can get to the bottom of this,” Yelena says, standing up and then going to the gym to let off some steam.

Hours later, Bruce and Dr. Cho find all the ladies and tell them that Y/N is okay and now resting in the med bay. They all go together to see Y/N wake up.

They enter the room where Y/N is staying and crowd around her bed. At first, Y/N was asleep and slowly woke up to all of her soul mates at her bedside.

“Yee! You all are here,” Y/N looks around the room and sees that they all look mad, “I am sensing that you guys are mad,” Y/N says, sitting up in the bed.

“You have some explaining to do,” Wanda says calmly, trying her best not to raise her voice.

“Okay, what do I have to explain?” Y/N says, oblivious to the situation right in front of her.

“How come you have five soulmates? You know that is impossible to have right; you can only have one soulmate,” Kate says.

“Also, how can you make us all feel the soulmate bond!? Are you a mutant, and this is your power?! To mess with all of our feelings!” Yelena says, raising her voice, but Natasha calms her down by rubbing her back. Y/N looks around at all of them.

“What do you mean? You all are my soulmates. I can’t fake a soulmate bond; that will be impossible to do, and you all know that” Y/N sighs, “let me come clean. You are all my soulmates, and I love you all very much. I just have five soulmates. I thought I would only have one when I was younger, but all that changed when I met Nat for the first time” Y/N looks at Natasha and smiles. She grabs Natasha's hand and rubs her knuckles because she knows that Natasha doesn’t like PDA.

“Then I met Wanda for the first time, and it was the same magic all over again as I did with Nat” Y/N takes Wanda’s hand and kisses her knuckles because she knows that Wanda like it when she does that.

“Then I met Carol, and I realize that I am going to have many soulmates because the exact same feeling happened again” Y/N tugs Carol's belt loop so she can lean in and give Carol a kiss on the lips. Carol might be a big, bad, and powerful avenger, but she sometimes likes it when someone takes charge.

“I met Kate next and again; I felt the same bond as the rest” Y/N caresses Kate’s cheek because Kate loves as much physical contact as possible.

“Recently, I met Yelena for the first time, and the same thing happened again” Y/N tucks Yelena’s hair behind her ear. Yelena is just like her sister and doesn’t like PDA and is still warming up to being physical with each other. Now it is the small gestures that make Yelena feel special.

“The reason why I didn’t tell you all is because I wanted you guys to feel special and not like you are sharing me. I have been doing this for years, and don’t you all feel like I paid all my attention to each and every one of you” Y/N questions, and all the ladies nod in silence.

“See! Look, I know it was wrong not telling you all, and eventually, I knew that I would have to tell you all, but I didn’t want to ruin our magic. Plus, I am not the best of friends with the Avengers as a whole because of my background, and you guys weren’t going to tell each other that you were my soulmate,” Y/N smiles.

“Well, you were right about that, and you did make us feel special like we were your only soulmate,” Carol says.

“You came to every one of our dates and anniversaries,” Wanda says.

“You made sure you stay in contact with us daily,” Yelena says.

“Every time we needed you for something small or big, you came and helped us,” Natasha says.

“You made sure we were safe regarding a mission,” Kate says.

“I tried my best for all of you, and I love all of you with all my heart. You guys feel it too, because of the soulmate bond. I wouldn’t lie to you guys ever. I hope with this news that nothing has to change,” Y/N says hopefully.

“No, nothing has to change. You are an amazing soulmate to us all. Right guys?” Carol asks, and they all agree.

“Yeah, this can work. It was strange that I didn’t get jealous when you kissed or held the other hand like I do when it is a stranger,” Wanda says.

“That’s because you are all my soulmates. You shouldn’t feel jealous of each other, just other people. We are all bonded” Y/N looks at all her soulmates.

“So does that mean we are soulmates with each other?” Kate ask.

“Technically, yes and no. We are all bonded, but you guys don’t need to have any relations with each other. I mean, Natasha and Yelena are sisters,” Y/N says.

“They aren’t blood sisters,” Carol points out.

“I will never kiss Nat!” Yelena says.

“I will never kiss you either,” Nat says, and Y/N laughs.

“Not like that. If you guys want to cuddle or do other stuff with each other, I don’t mind because we are all bonded. Now let’s do a group hug,” Y/N says with open arms, and everyone joins in on the group hug.

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i’m so glad you’re gonna start taking requests for neytiri!! (btw i was the anon who asked if you write for her😭) me being a lesbian in this fandom is so tiring when all i see is fics for the boys lolll, but anyways can i ask for a neytiri x fem!reader who is also omaticaya and is known as being one of the nicest girls in the clan! like everyone just adores her bc she’s so sweet and kind to everyone and she’s also under healing training with mo’at! but she’s also really shy especially around neytiri (because she likes her) but neytiri thinks that reader is shy because she doesn’t like her :( so one day reader is out collecting fruit or something and a group of boys start picking on her (kinda like the scene in atwow where ao’nung picks on kiri) but they don’t realise that neytiri is watching them from afar and she storms over all pissed and tells the boys to leave the reader alone and since she’s the daughter of the tsahik they’re scared of her and stuff so they listen. and the reader is just very quiet as she thanks neytiri which makes neytiri kinda confused and she’s like “have i done something to make you not like me?” but the reader is like “no! i like you! i really like you!” and it ends with both of them confessing their feelings for each other? i’m sorry this is so long i suck at explaining things 😭🫶🏻

pretty petals (neytiri x fem! omaticaya reader)

contents: wlw, confessionsss, pining, crush on neytiri, pre-jake, kisses, wlw fluff, protective neytiri, shy reader uwu (never let me do that again)

wrd count: 1.5k

a/n: hello lovely!! thanks so much for submitting the prompt, i loved writing this for neytiri. it was new and different and i really enjoyed it. i hope you and everyone else enjoy it too <33

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neytiri was out hunting one day after another argument with mo’at.

she wasn’t happy that neytiri wasn’t complying to her and agreeing to take the tsahik training.

she had already taken y/n under her wing but would prefer to have her daughter take over once she inevitably won’t be able to anymore.

neytiri stomped through the forest and kept hitting branches out of her way.

eywa was fed up with her attitude and she let one of her branches slap neytiri right in the face.

neytiri sighed and gently moved the branch out of her face to keep walking.

she climbed up one of the giant trees when she spotted something swinging from branch to branch.

she sat on a branch and hid herself behind the leaves to cover herself. she spotted whatever was making the noise.

it was y/n. she was hanging upside down with her legs hooked over a branch on a separate tree.

she was examining a flower, taking apart its many petals.

neytiri sighs out and reveals herself to go up to her.

neytiri had always admired her. the one thing she knew they had in common was their shyness.

but y/n’s shyness causes her to only have a handful of friends. not even a handful, maybe four at best.

but she always had a certain fondness for her. she was kind and so one with nature.

neytiri didn’t realize that what she was feeling wasn’t anything close to casual or platonic.

“y/n!” mo’at called out in na’vi.

y/n swung over the branch to sit upright. she looked to the floor and saw mo’at standing with her hands on her hips. y/n hopped up on her feet, ready to jump down,

“do you have the flower i asked you for?” mo’at asked as she climbed down the tree.

“yes. is this enough petals?” she asked. mo’at looks at the petals in y/n’s palms and huffs.

“these will have to do. come.” they began to make their way back to the village to continue her tsahik training.

neytiri watched before leaving to hunt an actual animal.

when she was done, she headed back home to rest. as she made it to hometree, she kept her eyes down as she walked.

not paying attention to her surroundings, she bumped into someone. she looks up for a moment.

“i’m sorry, i- oh. y/n! hi.” she smiled.

“hi, neytiri.” y/n nodded.

“how are you? i saw you this afternoon with my mother, in the forest. how is the training?” she asked, holding her bow in front of her. she gripped the handle nervously while her tail swayed slowly side-to-side.

“uh, it’s going okay. excuse me, i have to…” y/n quickly moves away and walked away from neytiri, muttering to herself to calm down.

“she’s just a friend, she’s just a friend, she doesn’t like you, calm down, calm down…” she muttered rapidly.

neytiri watched and huffed. she’s always wanted to be friends with her but y/n never seemed to have any interest in her, at least in her eyes.

she sighed and decided to just get some sleep.

the next morning, she went out again.

“does she not like me? maybe i should work on how my face looks when it’s relaxed.” neytiri muttered as she filled a woven bag full of fruits.

“am i too mean? or maybe i said something to offend her.” she muttered.

her ears twitched in a certain direction when she heard boys howling with laughter.

she looks up and around her and doesn’t see anything. neytiri watches the still forest around her until she hears the boys again.

she dropped her bag and swiftly snuck over and under branches, until she reached a group of boys who were grouped together in front of the trunk of a tree.

one of them had their hands on the tree and was leaning against it, the other hand on his hip.

the other two were laughing with their arms crossed.

she rolled her eyes at them. “why is a tree so funny to them? they must be on something.” she mumbled to herself.

it wasn’t until one of them moved out of the way that she saw y/n with her back glued to the tree, gripping her woven purse in her arms.

“come on, we just wanna see it.” one of them laughed tauntingly.

they kept trying to take the beg from her but she was holding on to it for dear life.

neytiri watched as her lips started moving but no sound was coming out. she

“hey! get away from her!” neytiri snapped, her hand floating over her dagger.

“what do you- oh, it’s neytiri.” one of them said, his face going straight from cocky to horrified.

“come here, y/n.“ neytiri said calmly. y/n watches the bugs around her before quickly running to stand behind neytiri.

“get away from here. And don’t let me catch you near her again.” she yelled as the boys quickly ran away back to the village.

she waited until they were out of sight to check on y/n.

“are you okay? did they hurt you?” she asked y/n, examining her arms and face and searching for any bruises or scratches.

“oh, no. i’m okay. thank you, neytiri.” y/n said. neytiri moved a braid from y/n’s face and tucked it behind her pointed ear.

“what did they want? why didn’t you say anything?” she asked her.

“uhm..” y/n was distracted by neytiri’s face to answer. she suddenly was brought back to reality when she realized how close the two were.

“i found this baby nantang. and i couldn’t find its family, so i was going to put it here until the mother came. but then those boys came over and wanted to take it to eat it.” she explained sheepishly.

“let me see.” neytiri said. y/n nodded and opened up her bag before carefully lifting up the baby viper wolf that was soundly sleeping.

“is it injured?” she asked.

“no. but i am worried she will starve or thirst to death if the mother doesn’t find her.” y/n said as she stared at the sleeping baby.

they suddenly heard a growling sound come from a few feet away.

the girls quickly but gently placed the baby on the floor by the trunk of the tree and continued to run to another tree.

they climbed up the branches until they reached a sturdy one, one that was out of the animals view.

they watched as the mother wolf found the sun and carried it away. the girls let out sighs of relief.

they climbed down the tree again and neytiri checked on y/n again.

“let me take you back to the village. i feel better knowing you’re safe and away from those boys.” she offered.

“uh.. no that is okay, neytiri.” y/n said softly.

she started to turn and make her own way to the village but neytiri grabbed her hand to stop her.

“wait. you seem upset with me. are you okay?” she asked her.

y/n looked up at her with wide eyes full of confusion.

“what do you mean? of course i’m not.” she said.

“but it seems like you are. like you don’t like me.”

“what?! no! no-“ y/n expected that to come out louder than she wanted it to.

“did i say something? or do something? sometimes i say stuff that is offensive but i don’t remember saying anything to you.” she said quickly.

“no. no, it isn’t anything like that. uhm..” y/n scratches the back of her neck nervously.

“uh..” she then rubs her palms together.

then the back of neytiri’s hand slaps against y/n’s forehead. she then flips over to her palm as y/n stares in confusion.

“what are you doing.”

“are you sick? you’re sweaty and hot.” neytiri said as her hand went to cup y/n’s cheek.

y/n had to take it off before her cheek set on fire. she held neytiri’s hand and stared up at her.

“i like you.” y/n stuttered and struggled to say those three words but they made neytiri’s heart jump out of her chest.

“i like you a lot. ever since i have known you.” she said softly.

“you do? i thought you hated me.” neytiri smiled, laughing a bit.

“i could never hate you. you are the best girl i have ever known. you’re kind and caring. i have always been so shy around you because you’re so cool and intimidating that i never know what to say to you.” she said.

neytiri’s small smile grew wider. “i like you too, y/n.”

y/n sighed out in relief, finally having told her. and knowing the feelings were mutual.

“y/n!” mo’at called out, her voice thundering.

she seethed. “i forgot i had a lesson with mo’at- uh your mom.. uh i have to go.” she said rapidly.

she started to walk away but stopped. she turned and kissed neytiri. her eyes widened but she melted into the kiss just after a second.

they pull away from each other and neytiri was smiling.

“i’ll see you later.” y/n muttered before walking away.

neytiri watched her walk away and was blushing the entire way back home.

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