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moonlight1110 · 3 months

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He knows he's better (Part 2)

Ghost x Reader

You come home late from a date with an old friend of yours, a date which you've mentioned to Simon... Your roommate who DEFINITELY has feelings for you

Tags: afab!reader, smut, p in v, prn WITH plot, far from canon simon, tension tension tension!, i write with badjhur's voice in my ear, he's so much better tbh, so much talking, not proofread uwu

Read part 1 for context, but not necessary to understand the whole thing ;p

"Simon-!" You gasped, feeling his lips drag down to your neck, giving you open-mouthed kisses. "Tell me..." he mumbled against your skin, licking a stripe along your throat. "When was the last time you've been properly taken care of, huh?" He asked, mocking all those who came before him.

"Can't... remember—" you breathed out, closing your eyes as the sensation of his tongue trailing down your neck was starting to overwhelm you, no one had ever taken so much time and care to make you feel this good before.

Simon clicked his tongue, groaning lowly as his hands snaked their way down to your back and under your dress, cupping the globes of your ass in his rough hands, kneading slowly as he brought you closer on his lap.

"Can't remember?" He laughed, humming as he brought his head back up to meet your eyes. "Then I'll just have to remind you," his lips met with yours in a slow, sensual kiss as he pulled you closer, guiding your hips to grind down on the bulge that was starting to form in his pants.

"Remind you how you deserve it," he whispered, pulling away briefly before going back in to kiss you. "Remind you how bad you need it..." He groaned, feeling the heat from your core start to make him harder under you.

The feeling made you shut your eyes tighter, your body seemingly moving on its own as you ground your hips harder against him, desperate for some friction. "Simon, please..." You whispered, hands gripping on his shoulders.

"Use your words, love..." He chuckled, keeping the steady pace of his lips on yours, his hands still kneading the plump flesh of your ass, teasing you by going under the hem of your panties ever so slightly.

"Want you..." Your response was met with a grin against your lips. "What do you want from me?" He replied teasingly, giving your bottom lip a little bite that made you whimper. "Simon, please... I don't need to say it..." You opened your eyes, giving him a glare. "Oh but you do, lovie," he started, his hands retracting from your ass to move over to your thighs.

"Can't just give you anything, I need you to tell me what y' want" he grinned, hands travelling higher until he reached your inner thighs, squeezing the flesh softly.

"Y' used to taking whatever your little dates give you, huh? M'not like them, sweetheart, far from them..." He whispered, pressing soft kisses to your jaw. "Tell me what you need so I can give it to you..." He continued, humming against your skin.

Without seeing a way around your current situation, you had no choice but to oblige. He was right, none of your dates or flings paid this close attention to you, this was so different from what you were normally used to, different but welcomed.

You closed your eyes, wrapping your arms around Simon's neck as you leaned closer to his ear. "Just want you so bad... I don't..." You hesitate for a moment, trying to think of what to say next. "I don't know what to ask for..." You confessed, burying your head in the crook of his neck to hide the way your face was getting hotter.

Simon chuckled, his hands now moving to hold your body close to his as he stood up, lifting you. "Let's figure out what you want then, love" without another word, he carried you to your bedroom, giving you little kisses here and there until he gently placed you on your bed, giving himself space between your legs.

"So perfect..." He grinned, leaning down to connect your lips. You hummed, returning it immediately. This made Simon smile against your lips as he held your legs on either side of his hips, hovering on top of you.

"Si..." You whispered breathily, desperate for another kiss when you parted. He chuckled when you pouted, thinking about how cute you looked in that moment. "Yes?" He asked teasingly, moving down your body to kiss at your neck then down to the valley of your breasts as one of his hands trailed up from under your dress, hiking it up to reveal your hot core, hidden behind your underwear.

It made Simon groan under his breath, seeing the way you were squirming under him.

"I don't wanna wait... Can we just do it, please?" You whined, looking down at him, eyes blown out and clouded with desperation. Simon laughed as he pushed your dress up further, taking it off of your body with care. "We can't just do it, sweetheart," He whispered, breath hot against your stomach as his hands travelled under your back to unclasp your bra.

"Need t'prepare you for me..." He continued, kissing your collarbone as he fumbled with the hooks for bit before finally taking your bra off. You could see the way his eyes lit up when he finally saw your bare chest, immediately licking around your perky nipples before taking it in his mouth to suck on it.

"So beautiful, love..." He groaned against your chest, making sure to give your other breast some attention by cupping it in his much larger hand, rubbing your nipple in little circles. You moaned silently, between the bulge in his pants that was rubbing up on your clothed sex, and his hot mouth sucking on your tits, it was overwhelming.

You whined, throwing your head back against the pillows as your back arched up into him. You tried to get your hand under your panties, desperate to satisfy yourself but you were quickly stopped by Simon's hand which was now interlocked with yours. "No, no..." He chuckled, mouth moving to suck on your other nipple.

"The only way you're gonna be feeling good tonight is from me, and me only" He said sternly, looking up into your eyes as he hummed, taking your nipple between his teeth, making you gasp.

After a few more minutes, Simon could tell you were starting to get impatient, it was cute, he thought... But he couldn't deny he was also starting to get impatient himself.

His mouth moved down your body, kissing and licking your skin down to your stomach and now just above the hem of your underwear. He looked up at you, eyes meeting yours in a silent exchange as you nodded, biting your lip.

"Fuck..." He cursed under his breath as he finally took your underwear off, seeing how soaked you were. "All for me?" He teased, humming as he closed his eyes and hooked an arm around your thigh, lifting it up to his mouth to give your inner thigh sweet kisses.

"Fuckin' pretty all over, love..." He groaned, eyebrows knitting as he inched closer to your weeping cunt.

"Simon..." You breathed out, back arching when you felt his tongue on you, licking and sucking at your clit. "Taste so good, baby..." He moaned, his tongue moving faster and slipping into your entrance, it was almost like he was making out with your pussy at this point.

His nose was bumping against your clit as he fucked you open with his tongue, moaning against your cunt as he ate you out like a man starved

"Si—!" You gasped as your fingers found his hair, tugging at it with just a bit of pressure, this didn't make Simon stop however, and it only encouraged him more. Your moans and whimpers driving him absolutely insane as he continued to eat you out, moaning against your cunt.

"That's it, baby... Guide my head where you want it..." He chuckled, taking your clit between his puckered lips to suck on it, making you moan out loud.

The room was hot, and the sounds of your moans mixed with the wet sounds of Simon's mouth on your pussy was overwhelming. His thumb moved down to your clit, rubbing it in circles as his tongue slipped inside your entrance again.

"Oh, fuck..." You cursed, biting your lip as you felt a knot in your stomach start to form. You moaned Simon's name as your legs began to shake.

"That's it, doing so fuckin' well for me, sweetheart" he praised, feeling your clit twitch under his thumb. "Wanna taste you on my tongue so bad, baby... Come on" he continued, moving his thumb faster and completely in sync with his tongue.

"Can't anymore—" you whimpered, hands covering your face as you felt yourself getting close to your climax. "M'cumming, Si..." You moaned as your voice trembled.

"Mhm, mhm..." Simon hummed between your legs while he nodding eagerly, desperate to taste your sweet juices on his tongue.

"Si—!" You gasped when you felt yourself finally come undone, your back arched and your hips grinded against Simon's face as he lapped up all your juices, not wanting to waste a single drop even though you were practically dripping down his chin.

"You taste so good, baby, goddamn... So sweet..." He laughed as he leaned back up to sit on his knees. "Can't imagine how you'd feel around me..." He looked down at you with hungry eyes as he unbuckled his belt, kicking his pants and underwear off.

Your eyes widened, seeing how big he was as he stroked his cock in his hand. Tip red and angry as beads of precum dripped down. He smirked when he noticed your eyes on him as he lowered himself, pressing his tip to glide over your slick folds.

"You're so big..." You whispered, reaching out to try and hold him in your hand but you could barely even wrap your fingers around his entire girth.

He nodded, mouth opening slightly as he felt your fingers stroking his cock slowly, up and down against your cunt. "Mhmm, think you can take it, love?" He teased, bucking his hips to give your clit some friction.

Your breath hitched in your throat as you nodded, running your thumb over the slit of his tip. You looked up at him with half-lidded eyes to see how his eyelashes fluttered shut, focusing on the feeling of your hands moving to pleasure him.

"I can't wait anymore, need you around my cock, baby..." He groaned as he leaned down to connect your lips in a passionate kiss as he laced his fingers with yours, his other hand positioning his dick at your entrance.

"Tell me if you wanna stop, okay?" He whispered in your ear as he teased your slit, tapping your clit with the tip of his dick a few times before he let it catch in your entrance.

You nod, squeezing his hand in yours as you waited for him to push in.

"Fuck..." His words were drawn out as he finally started to push his tip in slowly, "Simon!" You cried out, currently bridging between pleasure and pain as you felt the stretch of his dick inside you.

"Want me to stop? Am I hurting you?" He asked genuinely, groaning at how tight you were.

You shook your head, closing your eyes tightly as you continued to grip his hand. "N-no, don't... Slowly, please..." You whispered, trying to calm yourself down.

"Of course..." He reassured you, his other hand now rubbing gentle circles at your clit to try and relax you. "You're doing so well, baby... Just need you to relax for me..." he whispered as he moved again, letting you take him inch by inch.

Simon stopped when he was almost halfway in, he didn't want to overwhelm you so he stopped where he knew you could take it, after all, you were already doing so well and it would be up to you if you wanted to take him deeper, he just didn't want to force it.

"Tell me when you want me to move, love..." He said gently, pressing a kiss to your forehead as he rubbed soothing circles on your hand, whispering sweet nothings in your ear to calm you down.

You let yourself relax first, letting the small bit of pain subside before you gave Simon the go signal to move. You looked up at him, nodding slowly as you gripped his hand.

Simon nodded as he started to move, setting a slow pace. "Doing so well f'me... That's it, baby, you can take it..." He praised as he leaned his head back, getting lost in the feeling of your tight cunt around him. You couldn't speak as you adjusted to Simon's length, knowing it wasn't even all the way in.

"Fuck..." You cursed, feeling the pain slowly be replaced with pleasure as you moaned out, arching your back as Simon thrusted slowly, in and out.

"Taking me so well... Such a good girl..." He moaned, moving his hand to grip your waist, his pace increasing ever so slightly as he pulled you closer and guiding your hips to meet with his thrusts.

"Feels so good, Si..." You moaned breathily, biting your lip. Simon nodded, getting drunk on the feeling of your pussy clenching down on him everytime he gave you deeper thrusts.

"Can I go deeper, baby? Please?" He whispered, humming as he started to circle his thumb on your clit again. "Wanna feel you take my cock all the way, please..." He pleaded, dragging his thumb and adding more pressure to your clit.

"Yes—yes..." you nodded desperately. "Thank you-thank you, lovie... I know y'can take it" he groaned, his movements slowing down as he moaned out, giving you more of his cock.

"Si..!" You whimpered, feeling his cock inch deeper until you felt his hips fully bucking against yours when he started moving faster again.

He was big, overwhelmingly big, and he was starting to lose himself when he felt you messaging all of his cock in your tight cunt, pulsing around him.

"Holy fuck, lovie... You're driving me crazy" he chuckled, opening his eyes to look into yours as he moved faster. The sounds you were both making were almost pornographic now with how loud you were moaning his name and how wet your cunt sounded when Simon pounded into you.

"Wanna feel you clench on my cock, baby... Can you do that?" He whispered, giving you a hard thrust and humming when he pulled out all the way to pound into you again. "Wanna feel you cum around me..." He moaned out, going faster again as he felt himself on the brink of his climax.

You held onto his forearm as you whimpered, throwing your head back on the pillows even further. "I'm close— so close, Si..." You gasped, nails digging into his flesh.

"Cum for me... Wanna feel you so bad.. " he leaned down, crashing his lips against yours in a messy kiss as his thrusts started to get sloppy, his hands now gripping on your waist to fuck you against him in lustful desperation.

"Cumming—" you couldn't warn him early enough as you came on his cock, clenching down as moaned his name a little louder than before. Your legs trembled as you felt yourself ride out your orgasm, but Simon didn't stop moving just yet, chasing his own orgasm

He pulled out just when he was about to cum, stroking his cock furiously as he came all over your stomach and clit with silent praises, his voice in a whisper as he closed his eyes and laid on top of you.

"You did so well..." He chuckled when we calmed down, laying beside you and pulling you close to him. You nodded, silently thanking him when he brushed your hair from your face to press a gentle kiss to your forehead.

A moment of silence passes by as Simon rubs your back soothingly, letting you rest your head on his chest.

"I love you sweetheart..." He said after a while, closing his eyes to hold you close to him. "Don't ever want you to settle for less anymore..." He whispered, and it was a promise now that he was officially yours.

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just-a-creep-babe · 1 year

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A Demon’s Ache — Part 2

Eyeless Jack x Reader (NSFW)

Part 1

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It comes as no surprise when he ends up in bed, hard dick in his hand, thinking of you for the god-knows-how-many-th time

Try as he might to fervently rut into his clenched fist, he knows no feeling would ever compare to you bouncing on his cock instead

The taste of you on his tongue had dissipated much too quickly, but that doesn’t stop him from desperately trying to reimagine your arousal on his lips

He grunts, his hips grinding up, cock tensing and twitching in his hold

It’s torturous

He needs you

Precum beads up at his tip, and all he can think about is the way you’d lap it up with your tongue

Friends

Every time he imagines all the ways he could fuck you senseless, the word friends interrupts his fantasy

Really, he knows what he’s doing is wrong

He shouldn’t be having such depraved thoughts about someone who doesn’t want anything to do with him beyond friendship

But he can’t help it

You drive him wild

The sounds of your pretty little moans and whimpers are stuck on repeat in his head

The way your body writhed in his touch, the way your perfectly wet cunt tightened around his tongue—everything about you gets him drunk with lust

His room feels unbearably hot

Try as he might to relieve the throbbing ache of his stiff cock, it’s no use

He can’t be satisfied without you

And he realizes, fuck, you’ve triggered a heat

The next few days are absolute hell

He’s on and off his heat

Every time it’s on the cusp of dissipating, his thoughts scramble back to you, and it starts all over again

He waits at least a week before leaving his room—just to be sure seeing you won’t jeopardize anything

And it’s only a day or two after he leaves his room that he runs into you again

It’s an early morning, with pale sunlight streaming through the kitchen windows

You’re at the table, sipping on a coffee, and a few other creeps are scattered about the dining room and kitchen

He doesn’t know whether he should be irritated or grateful that there are other people around

Probably the latter, considering he wouldn’t know how to act if it was just the two of you

But it’s hard to feel grateful when Jeff decides to take a seat right next to you

And god, does he ever hate the way that guy looks at you sometimes

He debates staying or going as he makes his coffee

Staying might aggravate him if he notices Jeff trying to pull any moves on you

But on the other hand, leaving might risk something developing between you and Jeff

The more he can interfere between you and other potential suitors, the better

He can’t let anyone else have you

So even though he’s, admittedly, being childish when he takes the other open spot next to you, he tries to play it off like it’s nothing

Like he hasn’t been jerking off to the thought of you for the past week

You don’t seem to notice, but Jack doesn’t miss the way Jeff glares at him when he sits

Try me, Jack wants to say

Jeff huffs out a breath when he realizes the hybrid won’t back off

And the sheer audacity of that guy—thinking he can just waltz up to you and have you all to himself—it unlocks something primal within Jack

“What’s wrong?”

Your voice, as angelic as ever, suddenly breaks the mounting tension in the room

Jack feels like a filthy perv when the first thing that comes to mind is all those pretty sounds you made when you came against his mouth

He just wants to fuck more of those precious sounds out of you

Deep breaths, deep breaths

“What? What do you mean what’s wrong?” Jeff answers your question with his own, trying to act dumb

And thankfully, the grating sound of his voice is enough to snap Jack out of his fantasy

“Why do you look so aggravated all of a sudden?” you ask, your tone lighthearted and joking as you sip your coffee

“Yeah, Jeff, is something wrong?”

Jack tries to keep his voice as genuine as possible when he backs you up, but he knows Jeff is fully aware of the cocky grin he’s wearing beneath his mask

And he has to suppress a snicker when the guy glowers at him

“Just… life,” Jeff haphazardly grumbles, not wanting to admit Jack’s ruined the alone time he wanted with you

A cruel joke comes to the demon’s mind

It’s dumb and immature, and he knows he shouldn’t say it, but he wants to say it

So, he does

“Oh,” he hums, “is it that problem you’ve mentioned to me before?”

Jeff’s eyes meet his, brow arching

“What problem?” he asks, taking the bait

“You know,” Jack continues, trying to act as natural as possible, “that issue you’ve been having. I told you, you might need to change your diet. More fiber would help you become more regular…”

His chest practically swells with pride when you snort out a laugh

“Oh my god, is that what it is?”

You burst out laughing even harder at the expression on Jeff’s face

“The fuck!? That’s not even true! Why would you say that—what the fuck is your problem, man?!”

He can try to say whatever he wants, but it’s no use; he knows Jack’s gotten the best of him

With an angry snort, he stands

“Whatever, I’m over this,” he growls

And just like that, he walks away, leaving you and a very self-satisfied Jack alone at the table

He finally has you all to himself

Well, minus the creeps coming in and out for coffee and breakfast

But at least none of them seem particularly interested in you

Not in the way Jeff seemed to be, anyways

“Christ, he’s so dramatic,” you chuckle, shaking your head with a smile on your lips

There are suddenly butterflies in Jack’s stomach

God, you’re so fucking cute

“Was that even true?”

You look at him when you ask the question, and he almost forgets how to breathe for a minute

He shrugs, hoping you don’t notice the effect you have on him

“If he’s constipated? I mean, I don’t know if I should say anything about it. Seems like he’s embarrassed about it…”

You shake your head with a snicker

He wants to kiss you

Fuck, he really, really wants to kiss you right now

Crash his lips into yours until he’s all you can think about

He wants to wrap your legs around him, slam your back against the table and make out with you until you’re a pretty little dazed mess beneath him

Blood rushes to his junk

He shifts in place, trying to ignore it

Friends

As unwanted as ever, he’s reminded of that fucking word again

But even despite it, he isn’t entirely sure where the two of you stand

Hell—he’s more uncertain than ever

Did you really want to forget that whole thing happened in the first place?

Go about things like normal—as if he hadn’t buried his face between your thighs?

As if you hadn’t pulled his hair and whimpered his name when you came against his lips?

He takes a sip of his coffee in a vain attempt to distract himself

But it’s hard to think straight when his dick keeps throbbing for attention

He quietly clears his throats, as if that could help anything, and he shifts in place again, subtly trying to readjust himself in his grey sweats

It’s only when his knuckles accidentally graze your bare thigh, only when he hears your quiet little gasp, that he freezes in place

The sound was barely audible, but he knows what he heard

He glances down, and he almost groans out loud when he notices what you’re wearing

It’s those same fucking shorts

He’s at a loss for what to do

The both of you are in the middle of the kitchen dining room—for fuck’s sake, he shouldn’t be having half the thoughts he’s having right now

But even then, he can’t bring himself to pull his hand away from your thigh

The minimal amount of skin-on-skin contact is making his head spin

He needs more

He’s never felt so insatiable

He knows he shouldn’t, but he can’t resist stroking at your leg

The motion is slow, soft, calculated, so that he can enjoy every inch of your perfect skin

Neither of you move as he gently traces over your thigh with the back of his knuckles

His chest is pounding

He can hear your heart beating, your breath hitching in your throat whenever he gets closer to the edges of your shorts

He wants you

God, does he ever want you

That pesky word keeps coming to mind again, but he forces himself to forget about it

For now—at the very least

You don’t make a move to stop him

You almost seem to welcome his touch

But that uncertainty is still there

Which is why he takes things unbearably slowly when he moves his hand between your legs to grasp at the flesh of your inner thighs

You make what sounds like a quiet whimper

And the sound goes right to his cock

As if a whole week of jerking off to you wasn’t enough

Inch by inch, his touch dances further up along your thigh

And though it’s subtle, he can’t not notice the way you part your legs just the slightest bit more for him

You’re giving him permission to touch you—right here, right now—of all places?

He breathes in, and when he gets a whiff of your scent, he decides fuck it, there’s no way he can let this opportunity slip him by

So under the cover of the table, even despite the few creeps still lingering about, he pushes past the material of your shorts to access your sex

You’re wet

You’re already turned on for him—he can feel it through your underwear

Screw anyone around to see, he wants to bend you over this table right now and fuck his cum inside you

He wants to breed you and mark you and make sure everyone knows by the sounds of your screams that you’re all fucking his

He strokes your slit up and down through your panties, and he adores the way it has you squirming in place

Fuck, you’re so cute

He wants to ruin you

But he also wants to enjoy every second of this

So he takes his sweet, sweet time running his fingers along your covered sex until he can feel you getting wetter and wetter

It isn’t long for you to thoroughly soak through your panties

And all he wants is to taste you all over again

He swallows down a growl at the thought

His body’s burning for yours

You keep squirming and quietly gasping as he teases you

And he’s so entranced by you, he nearly forgets you’re in an open room

All he can focus on is the way your body’s reacting to him

Whatever delicate threads of control he’s still grasping onto feel like they’re slipping from his hold

When you whine his name out, so cute and desperate and needy for him, it’s all the approval he needs

He pushes your underwear to the side and runs his fingers up and down your slit

The way your arousal gathers on the pads of his fingers almost makes him lose it

He just wants to pull you into his lap and fuck up into you until you’re gushing around his cock

But somehow, he manages to hold himself back

He teases at your clit very, very briefly, before then slowly sinking two digits into your opening

His chest rumbles with an involuntary groan as he immediately feels you clench around him

You bite back a moan, but he can still hear the way you sigh at the feeling

You’re so wet, so perfectly tight around him

He imagines how good you’d feel wrapped around his dick

You shift in place, breathing his name out in a shaky moan, and it’s a miracle he still has the self-control to not screw your brains out yet

He’s about to suggest taking things to your room when Hoodie walks in and locks eyes with you

If Jack were any more coherent beyond his lust, he’d probably pull his hand out of your pants

But he’s beyond giving a shit at this point

The proxy pauses, almost curiously, and instead of going for the fridge or pantry, or wherever he was going to go, he makes his way towards you

Jack feels you stiffen

You clench around his fingers, your breathing uneven

He knows he should stop

But he’s not done enjoying the warmth of your tight cunt fluttering around him

And so what if Hoodie notices?

At least then, he’d know who you belong to

The demon is entirely aware he’s being selfish

But he can’t bring himself to care

He’s too far gone

So even as he watches Hoodie greet you, even as he watches you, dazed and horny and sex-drunk off his fingers, struggling to greet the proxy normally, he doesn’t pull away

Let him know

Let him know who you’re allowing to do such depraved things to you

“(Y/n), you missed our training session this morning,” Hoodie says, and a bout of anger flares up in Jack’s chest

Oh how he loathes the thought of another man getting physical with you

It makes him curl his fingers inside you to reach right up against a spot that has you cinching around him

You squeeze your eyes shut, biting your lip briefly before you can recover

“Y-yeah, uhm, sorry about that”

Your voice is shaky, your face visibly flushed

But you haven’t even tried to stop Jack yet

You want this as much as he does

“I, ah, I meant to let you know, but I—I forgot… to mention it”

In and out, the hybrid painstakingly slowly pumps his fingers inside your velvety walls as you try to talk normally

He flattens his palm against your clit, and your hips buck against his touch, which you quickly try to pass off as shifting in your seat

“Hm, that’s alright,” the proxy hums, then tilts his head curiously. “Is it because you weren’t feeling well? You look kind of… off”

Jack stiffens as the man reaches out to press his hand against your cheek

It’s just to check if you’re feverish, the logical part of him knows that, but the irrational part of him despises that he’s just laid a finger on you

A warning growl emanates out of his chest—low enough that it seems to slip Hoodie’s attention, but loud enough that you seem to notice it

You’re his—what’s not to fucking understand?

“Y-yeah, I’m fine. Just… ah, j-just didn’t sleep too well—“

Something like a choked moan evades you again, and you have to pretend to cough to avoid suspicion

Jack grinds his hand against your clit, and your whole body reacts to his touch

“S’alright,” the demon hums, and he briefly wonders if Hoodie notices the unusually husky timber of his voice when he does, “she might have the flu, but I’m checking up on it. She should be fine, nothing serious”

You squirm, and he teases at your sweet spot again, the calloused pads of his fingers rubbing right where you need it most

You can’t look Hoodie in the eyes as your thighs start trembling

Your hand looks unsteady as you bring the coffee to your lips, but you manage to drink it down without spilling anything

The proxy glances between you and Jack, and Jack wonders if he’s caught on yet

Either way, if he has, he doesn’t show it

“Well, alright, I hope you feel better soon. Let me know when you want to train next time”

You nod, humming to hide another whimper as Jack’s fingers don’t relent

And then finally, finally, Hoodie leaves

As soon as he’s out of earshot, Jack crams his fingers into your inviting heat in a slew of rough thrusts

You gasp, almost moaning out very loudly before you manage to cover your mouth to muffle it

It doesn’t take long for you to cum around his digits

And god, you’re breath-taking as you do so

Your back arches, body tensing as your teeth bite down hard into your lips to prevent a scream from escaping

How he wishes those were his teeth biting into you instead

And just like that first time he made you cum, he can’t seem to bring himself to stop

It’s only when you’re shaking from the overstimulation, only when you reach out to pull his hand away, that he finally relents

His fingers are dripping with your arousal

He knows he shouldn’t, but he can’t resist bringing them up to his mouth to taste you off his digits

And fuck, you taste just as good as you did the first time

You’re panting, chest heaving, a perfectly unfocused look in your eyes

He wants to pick you up, take you to the nearest bedroom and fuck you stupid

Friends, fuck-buddies, potential partners—he doesn’t know where the two of you stand

But at this point, labels don’t matter, he thinks, not really, anyways

He’s not letting anything come between the two of you

You're his

#creepypasta #eyeless jack x reader #eyeless Jack #eyeless Jack x reader smut #creepypasta x reader #crp

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Murder Drone episode 7 & 8 trailer analysis

This is the first bit of Murder Drone news we've had in a while so I'm biting at the chance to do some analysis. I'll do new dialog first as there isn't much of it.

"hahaha thanks for giving me the planet. Fricking idiot."

This is said by CYN or Absolute Solver, which ever one you want to call them. At first I thought this was a thing that happen in present time but that seems like a pretty big plot twist to put in the trailer so more then likely it's either what happen when Copper-9 core collapsed or what happened to Earth.

"All I know is I need you. [We'll] figure things out, together?"

I put the "We'll" in square brackets as I'm not a 100% sure that's what he says, theirs a loud crash right before it and there are no subtitles so can't be sure. N is not having a good time, poor baby. I'm guessing Uzi found out about the whole kill all infected worker drones and N is comforting her that he won't kill her.

On to the images now.

This shot is pretty dark and we get no context about it but it appears to be some sort of man made cave system, with wooden support beams and a wooden crate with what appears to be an old timey gas lamp. The hole in the wall is made out of fleshy growths with human skulls and rib cages, the fleshy growths are reminiscent to other fleshy stuff the Absolute Solver has made and the human remains are likely from the scientist or other types of workers unlucky enough to be in the blast radius when the hole was created. My money is on one of those Null black holes like the one Uzi made in Episode 6.

Uzi and N hug UwU. All jokes aside they appear to be in some sort of church, surprisingly clean for what I have to assume is god knows how far underground. The hug seems pretty desperate so they seem to have been separated from each other, as shown in the next shot, also Tessa or Doll are nowhere to be found.

This is the best shot I could get of this scene. N is being dragged on the floor into the hole by eldritch hands, this seems to be the same spot as the first image. N is grabbing something and for the life of me I have no idea what it could be but N seems to think it's important, It's not a core, maybe a human heart but that is a big maybe, but it's my best guess.

Here we see 2 sentinels chained up and a giant church, the sentinels are probably guarding it. At first I thought it was raining in this scene but on closer inspection it's actually stalagmites and stalactites, which means their definitely underground. there's a human skull on the bottom right and in red, possibly blood, is written null, there other words on the column right behind it too but it's to hard to read it.

In this frame you can better see that there's a banner on the church that says, "Lab space for rent" there seems to be red tape on it with other text but that's way to small to even guess at what it's saying. There's also a miner helmet and a bloody pickaxe, given the blood I'm guessing this was for a human and not a drone.

The sentinels seem to be reacting to some sort of light but the source of the light is not seen but it's from above, which is why I first confused it for lightning but given their underground that seems unlikely.

The only thing we see of Tessa and it's slamming Nori's locker closed, there was nothing in the locker if you were wondering. I love the little drawings, hopefully we get to see more of Nori she seems to be an interesting character .

Something weird I noticed is that thing in the bottom left corner it's not there for one frame and the next it's there and I have no idea what it could be. It's probably nothing and maybe just a result of editing for the trailer but I thought I mention it.

Look at them their so cute. I think they heard something and turn around to see what it is, likely after the hug but no idea. the light there facing is red and it persists throughout the next few shots too, maybe it's Doll, the eldritch thing from earlier or both, eldritch Doll.

Uzi is holding a crucifix of all things??? Also Uzi does not seem ok, she seems to move weird.

This frame shows that Uzi has some sort of image on her screen, or her screen is off with no eye lights and it's reflections, it's really hard to tell, but I think it's the first as the frames before this where her head is down has the same thing which wouldn't be if it's reflections.

At first I thought there was a disassembly drone in the background but it appears to be a light fixture, though it doesn't seem to do a lot of help as it's dark as hell down there. Also Rip N's hand. I think there might be a N and Uzi fight but I doubt either of them wants that.

It's interesting their leaning heavily on the Christian theming, it's always been there, the disassembly have wings and halos, head band lights, and where even referred to as sky demons, but they've never been so upfront. If I'm reading them right N is meant to be an angel or a fallen angel and Uzi a demon but what that means for the episode I'm not sure.

#murder drones #murder drones theory #serial designation n #uzi doorman #tessa elliot #nori doorman

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taniavttv · 1 year

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Rengoku Hugs/Cuddles HeadCannons

A/N: Since you all loved the Sweet BF Series (Iguro will be next soon) But here are some HeadCannons for how our Hashiras boys will hug and cuddle you. I'll start with Rengoku

🔥 This man loves to cuddle you honestly he loves your warmth next to him

🔥 He is the sweetest and loving boyfriend when he hugs and cuddles you

🔥 If you ever need a hug, He will immediately pull you to him so you can feel his warmth

🔥As he cuddles you he loves to play with your hair and sooth it

🔥He Tells you he loves you every time you guys cuddle

🔥 His hugs are so warm he'll even put your hands in his chest so you can feel your hands warm

🔥 If he sees you feeling sad or concerned about something He will hug you and bring you close to him

🔥 While hugging you he'll kiss your forehead and cheeks

🔥 When you two cuddle, There will be blankets too to be warmed up

🔥 He absolutely loves it when you play with his hair

🔥He loves to catch you in his arms when you two come back from a mission

🔥 If something exciting happens he will pick you up and swirl you around as you two laugh

🔥 When he sees you and Senjuro he will hug you both

🔥 His cuddles are warm and everything I'm telling you especially in the winter it's best to cuddle

🔥 He will hug you and also Senjuro if he sees you sad he will also hug you this cutie also cares about you too 🥹🌸💖

🔥 He will do anything you like to do so you can feel better and comfortable

🔥 He will give you his Haori so you can feel the warmth of him

🔥 When you are both cuddled he loves to be the big spoon and you be the little spoon so he holds you close

🔥He loves it when you use his chest as a pillow

🔥 He also loves when you touch his chest (UwU)

🔥 He loves you dearly and if you ever need his him hug or cuddle you he will do so

🔥 He loves to kiss you passionately when you two cuddle

"I love you my little flame and I'll be here for you always"-Rengoku said as he hugs you close to him

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I gave up on being pro life publicly and online. The genocide in the Congo and in Gaza have proved it to me that many western women who run those pro life accounts don’t care for children. Many babies have been lost due to hospital bombings. More children are displaced with no families.

I’ve tried reaching out when they talk about saving children in generic posts because very real babies are losing their lives by IDF terrorism. And I get blocked or I get told “that’s different/ they’re Muslim/they should have left already/I don’t care” over and over and over again. The countless videos are already out that have children begging and crying for their families they lost or the homes that can’t be saved. Some of the worst messages I read criticized and blame the Palestinian men too that they should be protecting the kids, so when they die, it’s actually Palestinians fault. Not the IDF. Meanwhile those “young men” are just teenagers because their parents are dead. The Congolese topic is worst. Many are begging people to stop buying the iPhone 15 to raise awareness over the issues there but I got told by one girl who likes to call herself an anti woke submissive wife that she couldn’t care less about the Congo, she’s going to do whatever her husband wants, if that means ignoring genocide then that’s what she will do too. It’s her god given to have freedom over dead bodies l…

I’m fed up. I’m sick of the hypocrisy. I’m sick of seeing stupid homestead content of how they’re at peace taking care of a home as they purposefully condone genocide. If some hacker group exposed all these “submissive Godly trad wife” accounts as being agents for Israel to distract the west from IDF war crimes, I wouldn’t be surprised the least. Their apathy is demonic

@not-your-average-prolifer is the only pro life blog who passed the vibe check as far as I know. She reblogged posts about the emergency of pregnant women in Palestine and also post about mental health of middle east women. I think she is left leaning (correct me if I'm wrong!) so I'm not surprised to see her with more empathy about whatever's happening to women abroad, unlike Conservatives who are extremely stupid & uneducated when it comes to foreign affairs, if not straight up xenophobic.

I hope for every single Christian I know to never open their mouth about uwu Christianism is from Middle east uwu ever again the next time someone calls Christianism white man's religion or I'll go berserk on them. They better shut up forever. They had no problem to keep their mouth shut witnessing the martyrdom of our brothers - they better keep it that way permanently and stop summoning their struggle once it's convenient to them. YES, they proved they definitely consider Christianism a white man thing, considering our little care they have for our (non white) Christian brothers overseas. They better keep them out of their mouth permanently.

"They're Muslim" it's been well documented that there are Christians in Palestine. But even if they weren't, Christ wants everyone to be saved and accept him as their lord and savior - refusing to extend some basic empathy to people being bombed and killed in their sin is not the way to go. Never forget that Jesus didn't heal or saved only Jews, but also pagans, prostitutes, etc. It's insane how so unemphatic "Christians" have become.

Christian Palestinians are actually some of the oldest Christians - like, where do they those idiots think Jerusalem was?? where did the Pentecost happen? IN MIAMI?? KANSAS?? "They should have left" WHERE?? aren't the ppl pulling out this argument the same crybabies whining about woke culture destroying western civilization? Why didn't they leave the western zone already??? Also aren't they the same against immigration and how men fleeing their country are lazy cowards? so why are they mad at Palestinians sticking to their land?? Damn, Western politicians/diplomacy have the opportunity to do the funniest thing possible and mass import Palestinians in western countries to abide Zionists requirements in Israel 💀

And LOL oh so now Palestinian men are supposed to protect children? what are they supposed to do when the IDF is bombing their house? Take weapons to defend/get back their land and shit? Oh my bad, that makes them terrorists (and let's be clear : what happened on October 7th is unjustifiable but let's not act like the Hamas wasn't called terrorist much earlier than that). It's a damned if you do, damned if you don't. If they do nothing, they're cowards, and if they do, they are terrorists - because in this case, resistance is defiance. Ultimately they just want to deflect from their own lack on empathy and find a rational explanation to that.

Conservative scrotes are the LAST people who should lecture anyone about defending the children when there are acting bullying kids young enough to be their grandchildren calling them wokes, leftists, or whatever. I won't even start about gun violence and how deflective they are about protecting the children only to protect their precious right to carry. Ghouls. They only care abt unborn babies because they are unable to call them out on their bs yet. Once they do, they'll cuss them, call them woke, and all sort of -ists.

On TikTok there was a Christian girl saying how Christians are "too emotional" and how we should keep supporting "God chosen people" (Israel). I already made a post calling out how this "god chosen people " narrative didn't stand now that we were in the NEW COVENANT. But let's follow her train of thought: isn't humankind made from God image? Where do emotions come from? Didn't God himself have emotion? Why? What's the right or wrong place to have emotion? She and all the clown who agreed with her would never be able to reply those questions. We've all seen the videos. I did what I could to avoid them but they're quite unavoidable at this point. What's the correct emotion after seeing 2 kids younger than 10 carrying a third one crying while one of his foot was hanging with only one tendon?? This girl, along with every single Christian unmoved by this disaster has to shut up. Their heart is a stone and they should stop trying to lecture people who still have a heart made of flesh. We're not the same. Christ is PEACE. Not war or violence.

And girl, you really shouldn't even engage with women labelling themselves "anti woke submissive wife" 💀 why would you expect them to care about anything but their idol (husband)? Stay focus on what really matters. Peace and God. We're in the end times and God is slowly but surely unfolding the truth. The masks are slipping. Take note of all the so called who remained silent witnessing satan action, take proper action, and go on.

#answered #Christian

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(CW: Cringe, puzzle pieces, Autism Moms, potential sensory eyesore, ableism possibly, like one sex joke)

Welcome back to me harshly criticizing graphic design choices that people make about autism where I find pictures of shirts and whatnot and I tear into them like a lion tearing into its prey. Let's get into it.

In the words of @rebmasel on TikTok: "Ka-chow."

First up the only appropriate way to do this review is in the style of Dr. Seuss.

I do not like the puzzle piece, for it disturbs my fucking peace.

The color purple is real nice, but the message here I would think twice.

No tacky colors, so that's good. I don't hate it, though I feel I should.

Final Score: 4 out of 10. I'd rather not see this again.

I know the first line's kinda cheating, but I couldn't really think of any other fitting rhyme.

Next up is this:

This is already miles better than most of what I've seen.

The colors aren't tacky, they're actually kinda nice.

You have two wolves inside of you, both of them are gay and autistic. /ref

Autism Acceptance, that's a win.

Infinity symbol instead of puzzle piece, fuck yes.

Only criticism is that it's kind of a cheesy message, but not the worst.

Final Score: 9.5 out of 10. I'd wear it.

And then the quality drops here.

Puzzle piece means you lost points.

"Autism Mom." You can say it's difficult to raise an autistic child, but you're not a goddamn superhero.

How dare you use Rosie the Riveter for this. The disrespect. /hj

The military font is tacky.

I don't like seeing blue associated with autism, but at least it's not an abominable shade of blue.

Final Score: 1 out of 10. Get it out of my sight.

Speaking of lions that I mentioned earlier:

I'm already liking the absence of puzzle pieces.

Autism Acceptance is a yes.

When a lioness has children, she stops making love to the lion. The lion gets jealous, sometimes so jealous he EATS the children. You'd think this would upset the lioness; far from it. They make love again like the children never existed. I find that idea terrifying. /q

Not a fan of the colors, they're too dark for my taste.

The message feels cheesy.

Final Score: 7.5 out of 10. I dunno if I'd wear it, but it's not the worst design I've seen. The effort and care are present.

This feels like a roller coaster because it went downhill again.

"Share your friends." As someone with PDA, to quote Hamlet, Act 3, Scene 3, Line 87; "No." /hj

Autism Awareness. Once again, I am very aware of my existence but sometimes I wish I wasn't; there are days where I'd like to be both perceived and NOT perceived.

The blue isn't tacky, thank God.

I hate the quote because it gives the message that autism is nothing but a burden.

Also there's a bit too much going on with it, all of the decals and shit.

I don't see any puzzle pieces, so thank God.

Final Score: 2 out of 10. I do not recommend.

This is a bit different.

There's just way too much going on in this. Absolute eyesore.

Return of the Tacky Elementary School Colors, except they dragged orange into it this time.

So many puzzle pieces.

Why is everyone trying to fight autism? It's just minding its business.

I'm pretty sure that that's going to be a signal to mean kids to bully your kid. Like, even if there's more understanding of autism, there are still asshole crotch goblins.

I haven't "done" autism, but I am curious as to whether or not autism is good in bed. /j

Final Score: 1 out of 10. No thanks, I'll pass.

Let's end part 2 on a high note.

Simple design, but colorful and pretty easy on the eyes.

And the colors aren't patronizing.

No puzzle pieces.

Acknowledgement of the intersectionality of autism and sexuality.

No cheesy message; just a funky design about autism and gayness. Not all autism shirts have to be serious or UwU or motivating, so it's always a nice change of pace.

Final Score: 11 out of 10. As an asexual biromantic autistic, I'd wear this.

#autism #autistic #actually autistic #actuallyautistic #sweet and savage autistic

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evelxtus · 2 years

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Hehehehehehe then this is my chance *evil smirk* I have an obsession with royalty, so what about chinese prince Xiao and king Zhongli (let's say they're family uwu) and maid reader who is in charge of taking care of the edgy yet touch starved prince, but in reality Zhongli sent her to take care of his son because he knows she can help him to see the bright side of life after his mother Guizhong passed away.

Angst, fluff, Xiao as a prince with perfect long hair and and and if you can add some spice*goes to horny jail* ehem, if you write this, THANK YOU!!! Please take care ❤️

royalty au | prince! xiao + f! reader. | like & reblogs appreciated!

─ warnings: sfw and nsfw part. (minors dni with nsfw part)

─ note: ok i absolutely adore this idea. pretty prince xiao!! lord have mercy. oh and yeah, let's go to horny jail together. hihi

Xiao has had times of loneliness and darkness since the death of his mother — whom he loved and admired — Guizhong. Not even Zhongli could do anything to pull him out of the grievous abyss.

Now that it's been a while since the big loss, Zhongli has called you to try and cheer Xiao up. You are just a maid, and this situation puts a lot of pressure on your shoulders, but you promise to do your best.

Of course, you weren't very well received at first by the prince. He was upset, even furious. Does Zhongli think he can't handle his own affairs? What a hassle.

“Stop following me.” The prince finally snapped, turning to confront you face-to-face, forcing you to take a step back from the sudden closeness of the two of you. Xiao gritted his teeth sullenly. “Don't you have anything better to do? Disappear from my sight immediately.”

His golden eyes blazed with contempt, shrinking your chest just by feeling how much he hated you for doing your job.

“P-please, forgive me if I've disturbed you.” You stammered, clasping your hands together in apology. “Though I'm afraid I can't do anything about it. I'm following orders from Your Imperial Majesty.”

Xiao knew that you were not to blame. You were just doing your job, accepting whatever his father asked you to do. Why take it out on you, if Zhongli was the culprit? The prince stepped back slightly, giving you room to breathe calmly again, and clicked his tongue in disgust.

“You are right.” he responded, crossing his arms. His calmer expression denoted that he already had something on his mind, and you waited patiently for your superior's next words. “I'll talk to Father. When I make him see reason, you will return to your normal life and I will be alone, as I have always wanted to be,” he spoke his last words with a hint of melancholy “am I making myself clear?”

To the prince's surprise, your reaction to his idea was abrupt. “No!” you exclaimed. Xiao's orbs landed on you wide open, your attitude caught him off guard.

“Excuse me?”

“No. Please, your Highness. Don't tell Your Imperial Majesty. This job is more important than it seems. I beg of you, listen to my words.” You implored vehemently as your knees dug into the ground.

From here, time seemed to stop as Xiao watched you from above, his judging eyes never leaving yours. Everything was still, except for the long strands of his hair dancing to the sound of the slight breeze. After a few seemingly endless seconds, he looked away and let out a heavy sigh. To your relief, the prince seemed to have desisted.

“Fine. Get up.”

Your life as a prince's servant was quiet and effortless. He didn't ask you for anything, but every time his father asked him how you were doing, he said everything was fine. Deep down, despite his cold appearance, he treated you well.

You don't see much of each other around the palace, and he has never let you into his room. The only interactions you have is in the garden.

The first few times you only greeted each other, and little by little that was too short and you found some conversation to continue. About palace chores, meals, flowers...

“You seem interested in that flower.”

The voice that seemed to come from nowhere shook you. Slowly, Xiao stood by your side, and you nodded without taking your eyes off the plant that had caught your attention so much. Xiao fixed his gaze on you and the shadow of a smile seemed to form on his lips for a few seconds.

“They are peonies. They are connected to prosperity and happiness,” he peacefully uttered. His gaze swung to the flower, his fingers delicately running over the pink petals “and they also symbolize romance and love.” Xiao added softly, his pools of yellow waiting now to connect with yours.

“Oh...” fascinated, your attention was only focused on the flower, and then on the boy next to you. “I think this flower could suit you very well, your Highness.”

He hummed in response. “Don't call me Your Highness. You are no servant to me, and never have been.”

You smiled in response to his words, and the prince's heart skipped a beat. It was such a warm and kind gesture... He wanted to caress your lips like he did with the petals. But that would be inappropriate, right?

Why did you treat him so tenderly? Many times he has directed himself very badly towards you, especially the first days that you worked under his orders. If he could change his words, he obviously would. You are such a kind person...

And why does he blush when he thinks of you? When he thinks about doing activities together. Activities that you do of your own free will, not following anyone's orders... Basically, you choosing to spend your time with him by choice.

If only he could tell you... how much you've helped his world begin to shine like it used to.

“Will we meet at the garden again..., Y/N?”

warnings: masturbation, mention of someone hearing, mention of public sex, mention of blowjob.

Xiao never thought he would feel this way. He is sitting up in bed, a large bulge on his crotch making him extremely uncomfortable. He needs to relieve himself, but he can't. The reason? You. Thinking of you brought him to this. The boy is flushed, his mouth agape through which he breathes heavily and his legs apart, while his leaking cock is against the fabric of his pants, tip already dripping with precum. How could you influence him so much without even touching him? The thing is, he was desperate, hungry for you and wishing you were the one to solve his big little problem.

His mind told him not to. Not to do it. He must control himself, he's not like that and he has never been moved by lustful feelings. Until now. But there was no time to think, and he pulled his cock out from under his clothes, already hard as a rock and tinted an angry red. “Fuck it... I need it...”

He swallowed hard and wrapped his fingers around his length, closing his eyes and pumping slowly at first, replaying in his mind what he wished this situation to be like. Your hand instead of his. Even better, your lips around his girth, saliva dripping down your chin and down his balls as you fail to fit his entire cock into your mouth because you never have done it before.

“Aaahh…fuck…” he muttered under his breath, even more aroused thanks to the mental scene.

He couldn't, he needed more, more from you. He began to fuck his fist, moving his hips up and down in a sloppy kind of way, frowning at a new thought. What if someone is hearing him? Perhaps a palace guard? Or maybe... you? Would you like to know that he's pumping his cock at the thought of you? His dick twitched at the mere thought that you might be at his door, hearing little moans escape his mouth as he fantasize about you. But you're such an innocent girl, you would never imagine what he's doing right now. What he wants to do to you deep down. He's so filthy, wishing one day he could fuck you on his expensive bed, against the window of his bedroom... or in the garden itself. Oh but that would be too risky for him.

A sensation in his abdomen warned him that he's about to finish, and his hand movements became clumsy and hurried, moaning and gasping louder than before, giving a fuck if the entire palace is hearing him pleasuring himself like a pervert.

When the prince finally finished, he put his now soften cock back in his pants, wiping a few drops of cum that fell on his face, totally embarrassed by what had happened. “Y/N... I'm so sorry.”

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin smut #genshin xiao #xiao x reader smut #xiao x female reader #genshin headcanons #genshin imagines #koi — [🍑]

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🌈 2023 ✨

Another year is over so it's time for a look back at what was happening on this blog! I haven't really been around, it was just my queue, and maybe that's one reason why I looked at my archive and went "huh" at everything. I don't remember much. The other reason why this year probably went poof in my head is because I was dealing with some mental health stuff lol. I say lol but it wasn't actually very lol but I'm doing better now and 2024...is looking promising for now.

So, let's talk more under the cut, shall we?

January

We're in Bridgeport and Sawyer is living his best life. You know, girlfriends, boyfriends, being turned into a vampire, giving birth to three little vampires, threatening to sell his enemies' organs on the black market...best life indeed.

February

Okay I am now seeing that "talking more" about every month will be impossible since I actually don't have much recollection of 2023 lmao

March

Sawyer and Erin are at the best point of their relationship, but we left them alone for a bit and went back to NSB. Pastel just moved to Strangerville and got a...rather strange roommate.

April

The rather strange roommate becomes Pastel's rather strange wife. I love these two so much. We also say hello to Moss -- and also to Ross, who returns from...god knows where. I mean yeah, there was the ts3 Ross, but technically they're two different people. Parallel universes and stuff.

May

Thea is born and strange wife Jesse gets even stranger. That whole "merging with the mother plant" thing was kinda weird but I really enjoyed it. Idk what I was on but it was fun. And then, before returning to the lepacy, I posted my Cottage Living screenshots! ...which were really just me going "uwu what does this do" on every possible Wicked Whims option.

June

...and I went from posting weird WW Ross stuff to posting wholesome Growing Together Ross stuff. If that gave you a whiplash, I am sorry, but imagine what it must be like for me. I'm locked with this guy in my head 24/7. He's the whiplash king. A blorbo to you, a curse to me. A beloved curse tho. Ok I'm getting weird. Back to the lepacy.

July

Lepacy time! Loved the soap opera Generations gen. Kinda wish I had sticked to some of the storylines instead of going "eh nvm I just wanna play". I'm not saying I regret not actually letting Saywer go on a killing spree but also...imagine if he went on a killing spree. You don't see that in lepacies often do ya

August

August was...welp 💀 I was at the grippy socks hospital for most of that month, 10/10 would recommend, but my queue ran out while I was there so I just reblogged some old stuff for a few weeks.

September

September is just lepacy month. Cornelia and Archer are happy, they get married, they get more children...yeah. Good wholesome Generations times all around. It's not like they're gonna get divorced later or anything.

October

The twins are kind of chaotic, one of them turns into a ghost, both then bring their cursed imaginary friends to life...and the final child of Archer and Cornelia is born.

November

I loved running into Sawyer at the grocery store all the time. Weird vampire alleged killer grandpa behavior suits him. Dorothea goes away to a boarding school, hates it there and instantly comes back. Relatable. Oh and midlife crisis hits Archer hard.

December

And we're in December! Dorothea enters her horsegirl era and finds herself a girlfriend...and we'll continue that in 2024!

What's in store for the new year besides the lepacy? Well, Not So Berry will be making a return (and HOPEFULLY we'll finally get to the end. we need to). There's a story I want to do in the NSB universe, if you know you know. Before we dive into the next lepacy generation, I'm thinking of another BC with the gen 7 heir...oh and Marika's Black Widow. Shoot and I'm starting an irl job in January. Yeah no we're not doing all this in 2024, don't count on it 💀 But I'll try.

Happy New Year! 🎇

#ts3 #ts4 #sims 3 #sims 4 #the sims 3 #the sims 4 #sims #simblr #fleur extra #breeze nsb legacy extra

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dangara2610 · 5 months

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Hard to do Crossover

Time to time, watching the lots of crossovers fans do about Varian with anything, I thought about one of the fandom I liked and spend lots of years in it

Does any of you knew about the Hetalia fandom ?

Humanized countries anime, before the creation of Countryballs and Country humans but after the old newspaper cartoons about each one nation spirit like "Uncle Sam" for the USA and "John Bull"for the UK?

(My mind playing easy and silly after a whole day playing difficult xD)

Varian and Hugo cosplaying France and England because I can't decide which one fits better 🫠😎🤓

Super silly draw ~ hahahhahahahah

(My mind playing difficult before that fanart)

I tried to find who in the Hetalia cast would be fitting for a role swap with the Vat7k characters, but they are so different from each other , even the similar things between them have to be pushed xD

Long time ago, my favorite fanfics and fancomics were "Historical accurrate" focused, but most the content was about romance , so I endup becoming a big fan of:

FrUK : France x United Kingdom

USUK : United States x United Kingdom

Usually along with "FACE family" Dynamic, France and England as parents , Canada and America as adoptive sons

Then , I got a more deep liking for England , so I would get any England x (any other country) material

As well for USA x (any other country)

Varian: From a germanic country, so we have some to pick between the very Germany, or Prussia, Austria, Switzerland, Lietchestein, Bravaria or Kugel Mugel, but most of them have a serious stoic attitude

Except Prussia, who likes to play funny, is clean and disciplinated , writing a lot for his journal so everyone can know about his amazing adventures and goals, high self esteem, able to play teacher/mother/father/older brother role to any who wants to take lessons from him or who needs him, during the manga pages (and anime chapters) about Industrial revolution, he and his lil bro showed great engineering skills and enthusiasm.

Hey, when we think about Rapunzel, we were taught about her Germanic origins, then on the Tangled making, there was a mention about how the team wanted Germany as main influence and a few of Spain influence , and maybe not lots of you saw it, but there was a fanart about Prussia and Hungary cosplaying Eugene and Rapunzel that got re-posted on most old Facebook accounts about Hetalia

So feels like Prussia role was already taken at the Tangled cast, as well, Hungary on her cannon scenes, used a frying pan as weapon too.

Next pick for a fitting role for Varian, it may be , America? I don't know xD , joyful, friendly, strong, innovative, but doesn't knows how to measure his skills or social contact so he endups pushing everyone boundaries or ignoring safety codes, loves heroic tales and wants to be the hero of the situation at sigh, too bad he makes exaggerated bad takes due to his inexperience.

England, either for Hugo or Varian

A tsundere who suffered social exclusion during his early existence, who fought all the way to stop being poor, forgotten and put aside to reach riches, glory and power, not losing contact with his magical paranormal friends, yet, having difficult times to accept friendship or love from others, facing betrayings as well, a little bit of low self esteem, trying to compensate with other things (as with aggression and search for more power), for innovation, he tried engineering but his ideas were too eccentric so he would end up laughed at for his impractical machines, yet, searching ways to improve.

I need to make this shorter so I'll skip talking about France

As well about China or any other asian country for Yong

Sadly for Nuru , there are very few African or Oceanic based characters, most of them on a sole official videogame of the series with not enough screen time on the show, yet, nice to search around the fanbase

Any way, find something for an "accurrate " role swap is difficult, maybe cosplaying would be the only thing I would fantasy about xDdDDDDdD

The only "legit" version for a Crossover of Hetalia and Tangled would be creating brand new OCs of each one of the locations in the map of this world, specially about the 7 kingdoms

Bayangor looks kin to any country from Southeast Asia , so I would pick Indonesia (the series got a femenine character sketch, but then, changed it for a male one, either way, just for the manga and not the anime)

Galcrest and Nesdernia would certainly be about native american communities, sadly, most of them are drawn as OCs for the fandom, no actual cannon characters

Pittsford and Corona looks germanic enough, hehe, we could pick similarities with other European countries

The Dark Kingdom gave hints about Scotland , so it's easier

Ingvarr, according to some post, was supposed to be Persian/ Arabic influence, as well for Koto, African influence, but is vague, and both of them, reversing the role of colonization, looking like ... O dear, I have to go.

And that's all, I have to go 🥭⛅🥭🌟🌳🌟🫧⛅🫧⛅🌳🌟🌀🌀🌻 thanks for reading 🪷🌠🏵️🌹🏵️🌹🏵️🌹🏵️

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narcissisticpdcultureis · 8 months

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Goes to a blog centered around a mental illness and then gets surprised when the symptoms aren’t all pretty and palatable??? Trauma doesn’t just make you uwu sad. I mean it might for some people, but you have to learn to SURVIVE your shitty situation, and when you’re in that kind of situation you’re going to do whatever you have to to survive, and that means you can pick up habits that are really unhealthy

^ like yeah sorry my brain reacted in the "wrong" way to being viciously abused as a child i'll do better next time💀 /s

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bratshaws · 9 months

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through the hourglass 192. brb x oc

a/n: I'm a bit better from my cold and I hope you guys are all oka(comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!! they make my nights they really do<3)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none uwu

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She had to admit that going home the very next morning was great. She stretched her arms over her head once they walked past the threshold, her smile widening as she heard Rooster’s footsteps behind and he slowly approached until his arms were wrapped under her bust. She giggled, tilting her head to the side to give him enough area to kiss, which he wasted no time in doing, “Hi,” he coos against her ear, dropping his hands to her stomach “Do you want me to hold it?”

“Yeah,” she sighed in relief when he pushed her pregnant belly up just a tidbit, it was getting a bit harder nowadays but she could handle, but this was still very welcome, “Thank you.”

“Hm, don’t mention it.” he says as he kisses her cheek, nuzzling his nose against her skin as he sighs with a smirk, “That was fun.” he feels her face get warm over his words and chuckles softly at her affirmative hum, “I missed you being so bold in the bedroom.” her conundrum of words was her only response, it made no sense but Rooster understood. He chuckles again, kissing her cheek one last time before propping his chin on top of her head, ‘When did your parents say we could get Nikki?”

“Around eight.” she says, checking her phone, “It’s…still seven, so. I know they want to stay with her for a while.” she explains, placing the phone away before leaning back into his chest, breathing deeply through her nose, something her husband immediately noticed.

“Why the long sigh?”

“Hm? Oh, nothing,” she offers him a small smile, ‘Just…thinking about the bar is all. Do you think we can visit them? I mean,I know I’m pregnant so I can’t really stay too much but I really miss them.”

Rooster holds her a little tighter, understanding her desire to see their friends at the bar. "I think we can definitely visit them," he says, his voice warm and reassuring. "We don't have to stay long, just enough to catch up and say hello." he pauses, “Unless Shells tells us to stay and blocks the way out.”

Beatrice laughs softly, feeling grateful for his understanding. "That sounds perfect," she replies. "I miss everyone. It's been too long since we've all been together." she blinks, “Okay,maybe not that long but still…”

"No,no, it has," he agrees, "I'll call the gang and let them know we're coming by later tonight."

She smiles, looking up at him with affection. "Thank you, Roos," she says, leaning up to kiss his cheek. "You always know how to make me happy."

He grins, planting a soft kiss on her forehead. "And you always know how to make me happy," he replies, "And how to make you scream my nam-." she swats his shoulder quickly, huffing with embarrassment before stepping away from him. “What? It’s true!”

“You are terrible.”

“Hmhm.” he drops his eyes down to her ass as she walks away, “I’m awful and I’m crazy about you.”

Beatrice’s angry façade drops towards a warmer expression, shaking her head and then looking around the house for a bit. She is quiet, her hands interlacing under the curve of her pregnant belly as she closes her eyes, “...I can hear it.” she whispers, with a smile on her face.

Rooster steps closer to her, his hand gently resting on her back. "Hear what, gorgeous?"

"The tiny footsteps," she repeats, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can hear them in my mind, Roos. Our little ones, running around the house, laughing and playing. Maybe screaming a bit if they are anything like Nicole appears to."

He smiles, pulling her into a warm embrace, kissing her forehead.. "That's because they will be," he says tenderly, "I kinda imagine it too.."

Beatrice leans into his embrace, her brows furrowing." Uh, no,I…I can hear them, as in,” she points to her ears, “Really hear them.” Bradley blinks down at her, then leans his head back with his brows furrowed, “...like Nikki.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah,hah.” she mutters, “I’m still nervous sharing that with you. I know you don’t care because you know my family and everything, but you know…”

“I don’t really mind if your family is the type of supernatural that can hear babies.” he shrugs, “As long they are ours,I don’t think I can be a father to a Victorian child who died of tuberculosis at age five.” he makes a face, shaking his head with a soft chuckle.

Beatrice laughs, swatting his arm playfully. "You're terrible," she says, "But I love you." She takes a moment to gather her thoughts before continuing, "Well…anyway, we should have breakfast. While I do like the idea of a hotel breakfast,I-"

“I think we both wanted to be here as soon as possible because of Nikki,” he adds, letting go of her body so she steps back into the kitchen, “I get it,gorgeous.”

Beatrice nods, a small smile on her face. "Yeah, you're right," she says, "I just wanted to be home with Nikki. Plus, I have a sudden craving for pancakes, and I know you make the best pancakes in town."

Rooster grins, walking over to her and wrapping his arms around her waist. "Well, I can't disappoint the pregnant lady," he says playfully, kissing her hair "Pancakes it is!"

“The Bradshaw Pancakes.”

“Yes,ma’am.”

She watches him from the doorframe with one of her hands touching the threshold, she looks back upstairs to where she knew the dogs are, finding odd they haven’t trotted all the way down to greet them but deciding they chose to sleep in today. They all needed a break. Beatrice sighs, hugging herself while walking into the kitchen, pursing her lips with her eyes locked on Rooster, “So,Lieutenant-Commander,” he has his back to her but she knows he stilled his movements as soon as she let that out, “When will that be official?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean,” she shrugs, “Will there be…a ceremony to promote you or something?”

Rooster laughs after a few seconds, grabbing some bowls from the cabinets, ‘Yes, well, it’s the norm. I don’t know when,I’m sure they’ll notify me when that’s available…let’s hope I’ll be calm by then. When I got to Lieutenant, holy shit,I thought I was going to faint on the spot.”

Beatrice chuckles, walking up behind him and wrapping her arms around his waist, resting her head on his back. "You'll do great, just like you always do," she says softly, "You've worked so hard for this, and you deserve every bit of success that comes your way."

He turns around in her embrace, his arms wrapping around her. "Thank you, gorgeous," he says, his voice filled with gratitude, "Your support means everything to me. I couldn't have done it without you."

She smiles up at him, her hand gently caressing his cheek. "You've always had the strength and determination," she says, "I'm just here to remind you of it when you forget."

Rooster leans down to kiss her, their lips meeting in a sweet and tender embrace. "I don't know what I did to deserve you," he whispers against her lips, "But I'm grateful every day."

Beatrice's heart swells with love for this man, kissing his cheek back, “I’m grateful too…can I ask you something?”

“Always.”

“What’s the um…whole ceremony like? Will there be a ceremony for you or…?” she felt embarrassed she still didn’t know much about the Navy nor any military things,considering they’ve been together for four years you’d think she’d know more.

Rooster smiles, brushing a strand of hair behind Beatrice's ear. "Of course, you can ask me anything," he says reassuringly. "The ceremony for a promotion in the Navy can vary depending on the rank and the branch. For my promotion to Lieutenant Commander, there will likely be a formal ceremony where I'll receive my new rank insignia."

He takes a moment to gather his thoughts before continuing. "Typically, there will be a small gathering of fellow service members, friends, and family to witness the promotion. There may be speeches and acknowledgments, and I'll be presented with my new rank insignia, which I'll wear on my uniform." he smiles at her little ‘ooooohhh’ once she gets the information.

Beatrice listens attentively, nodding. "That sounds wonderful," she says, “Should I wear something formal? And how formal? Maybe I could call Marcus and–”

Rooster's smile widens,his eyes returning to the pancake mix. "Gorgeous, relax, you won’t have to worry about that yet.’

But Beatrice groans quietly, crossing her arms with a little pout "You're right," she says, "I just want to be prepared and make sure everything goes smoothly."

Rooster hums as he pours the pancake on the pan, hearing it sizzle"I know you do," he says with a warm smile, "And I appreciate it, but there's plenty of time to plan and prepare. We'll figure everything out together, okay?"

She nods, feeling comforted by his reassuring words. "Okay," she says, "It’ll be fine.” she didn’t know why she was nervous about it, there was no reason to. After all, it was just a ceremony to celebrate him,right? Nothing more.

Maybe because the only time she did go to something similar was during Admiral Kazansky’s celebration. It was a weird feeling, standing in a room with people who were mourning a friend or a superior. At least she had Bianca there alongside Rooster. “You’ll do fine, if that’s your worry. All you gotta do is stay within my line of sight so I can look at that pretty face.” he winks, flipping the pancake with his eyes still on Beatrice.

She didn’t know why but that was very attractive.

Perhaps it was his confidence.

Beatrice blushes at his compliment, feeling her heart flutter “Don't worry, I'll definitely be keeping my eyes on you during the ceremony. Hard not to.”

Rooster grins, his eyes sparkling with affection. "Having you there will help a lot." He flips another pancake and gestures for her to sit at the table. "Now, enough about the ceremony," he says, "Let's focus on these pancakes, shall we?"

After a great breakfast they went to pick Nicole up, which then prompted for a short walk to the beach, where they just remembered that Nikki had never been. It wasn’t that cold and there were other families walking around, they could do it for a little bit. Nicole stared at the huge blue space in front of her while Beatrice held her close, pointing her little hand towards it, “Ah?”

“That’s the ocean,Nikki.” her mother replies, waiting for Rooster to meet them and eventually help Beatrice down towards the sand. He kissed her knuckles once they were standing next to one another, earning a soft chuckle from his wife, “Thank you,Roos.”

“Don’t mention it.” he smiles, dropping the sunglasses over his eyes and placing one of his rarely used caps on Nicole’s head. It flops a bit on her head but it doesn’t cover her eyes way too much, “She looks nice.”

Beatrice smiles, watching as Nikki takes in the sight of the ocean with wide eyes. "Yeah, she does," she agrees, walking a bit forward and sitting down on the sand with her "She's growing up so fast." She leans down to pick up a seashell, showing it to Nikki and explaining what it is. Nikki reaches out to touch it, her little fingers exploring the texture with curiosity.

Rooster kneels down beside them, joining in on the fun. "She's going to love the beach when she's older," he says, "Building sandcastles, playing in the water...it'll be so much fun."

“Surfing.”

“Surfing?”

Beatrice nods, “I have a feeling she’ll be into some sports…and some of them will be…less than safe. But she’ll manage it.” she laughs, turning her head to the side and then blinking, “Oh…we are really close to the Hard Deck.

Rooster leans back on his arms and looks towards the bar just like she was. "Yeah,I’ve noticed. There’s no one there right now,right?"

“No, it’s lunch time.”

“Hm.” then why was there a weird car not too far from it and a person almost peeking inside? He pursed his lips while paying attention, Beatrice was busy talking to Nikki to notice what was going on. Rooster keeps his eyes on the scene but moves a bit closer to Bea and Nikki, furrowing his brows when he sees that the man is slowly backing away.

"Hey, gorgeous," he says, trying to keep his voice calm, "Slowly look towards the bar.”

Beatrice looks up at him, noticing the serious look in his eyes. She glances over to where he's looking and sees the person lingering near the bar. "Who’s that?”

“I don’t know.” he mutters, looking away just in time as the guy looked at the beach. Rooster’s frame was large enough that he could hide both of his girls without worries.

Rooster's heart is pounding in his chest as he tries to assess the situation. He doesn't want to jump to conclusions, but he can't shake the feeling that something isn't right. The man's behavior seems suspicious, and Rooster's instincts are telling him to be cautious.

Beatrice keeps her gaze on Rooster, her heart racing as well. She trusts his judgment and knows that he will keep them safe. She gently scoops up Nikki and holds her close, trying to keep her calm and distracted from the tension in the air.

The man near the bar finally walks away, and Rooster lets out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. He quickly stands up, keeping a watchful eye on the area. "Let's head back home," he says to Beatrice, "I think it's best if we're somewhere more secure."

Beatrice nods, not questioning his decision. She knows he's just trying to protect them, and she feels safer with him by her side. They did just get there, but it’s better to be safe than sorry, “Is he still there?”

His sunglasses hide his gaze from the outside, irises moving from left to right, “No,I don’t see him.” but he keeps his arm on Beatrice’s lower back, gently guiding her back to the Bronco, “Wait in the car.”

“Huh?”

“I need to check something.” he opens the passenger door and doesn’t wait for Beatrice to question him again, he just tells her firmly but gently at the same time, to wait for him. She sits inside the Bronco but keeps her eyes on her husband as he walks towards the bar, eyes directed to the area the guy was.

Rooster walks with purpose, his senses on high alert. He tries not to draw too much attention to himself as he approaches the bar, but he keeps a close eye on his surroundings. The safety of his family is his top priority, and he won't take any chances.

As he gets closer to the bar, he sees the grains of sand right where the guy was, staring into the bar through one of the windows. He narrows his eyes, rubbing his fingers on the window sill with a frown, “...nothing.” it doesn’t appear the guy tried to open it, but he still couldn’t shake off the feeling inside. Something was off.

Rooster's instincts are telling him that there's more to this situation than meets the eye. He examines the area around the bar, looking for any other signs of suspicious activity.But he stops, reminding himself that he had to go home…and talk to Penny once he was able.

But he does take a picture of the shoe print, just to be sure, before he walks away.

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ssa-atlas-alvez · 1 year

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5 times the brothers competed against each other and one time they acted as a team. With something to do with Hotch, Jack & son! Reader, please ?

Dad fluff; both of them helping out when they see him at a low point :0 (mere alt idea, do what you wish tho uwu/gen) /nf

Also the werewolf!reader fic? Absolute love, it was hilarious at the end lmao — please do remember that if the request is too much, your requests are closed or you just don't feel like it, don't feel pressured to do it! Stay hydrated, have a nice day and keep your head up! uwu

A/N: credit to loud House for the +1 operation name idea/inspiration

You were twins, both highly competitive in nature and it drove your dad up the wall. The team however, found it absolutely hilarious. Here are just a few examples of the mischief you and Jack have gotten up to over the years:

"Race you down the stairs!" You exclaim, bolting off down the BAU stairs. You laugh, hearing Jack protest and your dad sighing deeply trying to call after you to stop.

Care flying out the window, you sprint down the stairs. Thankfully, you appeared to have good spatial awareness. Jack was only a few stairs behind you, so you let gravity do its work. Soon enough, you're on the last set of stairs. Your ankle gives way and you tumble down the remaining stairs.

Morgan, who just walked into the hall, approaches you in concern. "You okay, kid?" You grin up at him.

"Yeah! I won!"

"That's no fair!" Jack exclaims, making it down the stairs, "I didn't know falling counted! I could have fallen a few floors ago!"

"Whatever, you're just jealous, loser!"

"Oh thank God you're both okay," Aaron mumbles, finally catching up to the pair of you.

"I won."

"You also fell down the stairs,"

"I call it tactical thinking,"

Wrestling. An amazing sport that both you and Jack were obsessed with at the age of twelve. Something had possessed the pair of you to wrestle in the halls - both claiming you'd be the one who would win.

It ended up being a tie, two teachers separating you and walking you to the principal's office with a phone call to your dad. None of the teachers seemed to care that you weren't fighting per se, but competing for your homemade championship belt.

"I bet I'll get a higher score on the maths test than you."

"What?" You scoffed, looking at Jack. "We both know I'm better at maths than you!"

"Yeah, then prove it!"

Whilst Aaron didn't usually approve of your competitive nature towards each other, if it got you both a good math grade (and you were still sleeping, eating, etc), he wasn't going to complain. Jack had won in the end.

"I would totally run a marathon faster than you."

"Bull. Shit." You responded.

"Language," Your dad called, looking over his shoulder.

"Prove it." Jack said. "Come on. Let's join dad in his next marathon. Whoever wins has to buy the other a comic."

"Deal." You both shake hands, Aaron hangs his head in defeat in the background.

You both train effortlessly. When marathon day rolls around, the entire team show up to support you both (and Aaron, but mostly you two). You're both shooting cheap insults at each other up until the start of the race. After the race, however, you're not as energetic - you do both manage the occasion 'idiot' to each other, but that's about it.

When the results are in, however, you're immediately full of energy - you had beaten him by a whole thirty seconds.

"I bet I could take you in a fight," You said, turning to Jack. You were watching the BAU have a rare brush-up on their self-defence and since your dad was taking part, you had to come along and watch. Your dad didn't exactly feel like he could trust you home alone at the minute as the last time you and Jack were left alone, the house ended up in complete chaos from your baking competition (who could bake the most cookies before dad got back - that one was a tie as the kitchen caught on fire).

"Oh god..." Aaron mumbles to himself before he looks on the bright side, at least here he could make sure neither of you died - and it wasn't at school (again).

+ 1

"Dad's sad," You look up from your text book.

"What?"

"Dad's sad," Jack said, "He phoned me to let me know the team had just finished the case and were just boarding the jet and he sounded defeated. I don't think it went well."

You close the text book, biology could wait. "Okay, Operation 'Work together to make dad less stressed and also think of a shorter name' is a go!" You exclaimed. "Up first on the agenda: tidying. Quickly clean rooms and then living room? We can clean the kitchen last and then make dinner."

"My room's already clean," Jack said, rolling his eyes. "I'll start the living room while you deal with this," He motioned vaguely at the growing pile of clothes on your floor. You scoop them up, placing them in the laundry basket - they would go into the wash as soon as you finished cleaning your room.

It took about twenty minutes and then you're joining Jack in the living room, washing on. When that was done, you both made your way out, Jack into the kitchen and you to put the laundry into the dryer. The kitchen is cleaned in thirty minutes and you both begin to cook.

Admittedly, being only fifteen, you weren't the best chefs, but you tried your best. Besides, you may or may not have phoned Rossi for pasta advice (you both hoped he kept it a secret from your dad).

And so, by the time Aaron got home, dinner was nearly ready. You both greet him at the door and Aaron is immediately suspicious.

"What have you done?"

"Cooked dinner," Jack answered with a shrug.

"We phoned Uncle Dave for some pasta advice, don't worry," You added, "Jack said it sounded like the case was a bad one, so we pulled together to make things a bit easier for you tonight,"

"So you've not been suspended for wrestling in the halls again?"

"What? No," Jack laughed.

"Wrestling is so last year anyway, dad. It's all MMA fighting now,"

"Please don't joke about that," Aaron chuckled, "I don't think I could deal with that phone call."

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ticklish-n-stuff · 9 months

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A massage? What could go wrong

This is a gift for a fren uwu

Also I'm mentally ill and lee for Kazuha so this is a win-win

I hope you like it!! :D

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Beidou x Kazuha (interpret as you wish)

Lee: Beidou

Ler: Kazuha

Warnings: Tickles!

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It was another long day out at sea for the Crux. As strong and powerful as Beidou was, fatigue still catched up to her muscles, she was only human after all. But she wouldn't let the tense sensation ruin her image. She appeared like her usual self to everyone else, but it was hard to fool the wandering samurai.

Later in the day, when Kazuha found her by her lonesome, he decided to approach her. "Y'know, I can tell you haven't been in your best today".

Beidou felt a bit taken aback by the straightforward comment, but she was also well aware on how observant the samurai was. "I have been feeling a bit tense, but I can manage".

Kazuha furrowed his brows at her, almost looking like an angry cat. "You should learn to better care for yourself. How about I give you a massage?".

Funnily enough, this wasn't the first time the samurai had offered her such a treat. Whenever they were on their long voyages or encountered trouble, he was always kind enough to offer her assistance, and yet she always refused. Claiming that she didn't need to be pampered.

Although this time around, his offer was quite tempting. Her muscles could really use some loosening up for their next adventure. With a hesitant sigh, she replied "Oh fine... but just for a bit".

The samurai was satisfied that his insistence had finally won. They both took a seat, with Kazuha behind her. He started by rubbing at her shoulders. His hands were firm and placed just the perfect ammount of pressure, eliciting a groan of satisfaction from the captain. This caused him to give off a smirk "See? I told you this would help".

Beidou rolled her eyes playfully "It does feel pretty nice, I'll give you that". She could feel the stress in her body slowly melt away, almost lulling her into sleep as her eyes started to flutter close.

The samurai softly hummed along as his hands kept performing their magic, his finger starting to inch closer to her neck.

"Ah—" having felt so relaxed previously, Beidou didn't expect the sudden shift to her neck, a particularly sensitive spot.

It didn't take someone with heightened senses to hear the loud gasp she let out. "Sorry, did I squeeze too hard?" Kazuha asked, sounding a bit concerned, as his fingertips lightly caressed the captain's neck.

"N-noho, you're fihine..." Beidou coughed, trying to hide the way her voice wavered with each gentle caress.

Of course, Kazuha was no idiot, but for the time being he simply nodded and went back to massaging a less sensitive spot. His eyes would flicker to read the captain's relaxed body language. Once he felt her lower her guard just enough, Kazuha moved his index finger to slowly trail down from her neck down her spine.

"Gyah!" Beidou's body jolted quite violently to such a soft touch. The way it caused goosebumps to rise all over her skin should be considered illegal. But nothing could top off the embarrassings sounds that threatened to spill out of her.

Kazuha remained quiet as his fingertip kept exploring the whole of Beidou's back. Circling around her shoulder blades, gently scratching right between them, teasing where her neck and back meet, and trailing all the way down her spine in the slowest most agonizing way possible.

"Mph! Hmhm!" Beidou would try arching her back and softly squirm from side to side, but Kazuha's fingers were consistent. She was well aware he was doing it on purpose at this point, and yet she couldn't bring herself to tell him to stop.

Kazuha's silence was flustering enough for the dear captain, for some reason, but nothing could've prepared her for what came next...

"Who knew that all it takes to bring down the captain is the soft touch of a feather, or in this case, my fingers" Kazuha's short nails started to gently yet swiftly skitter along the sides of Beidou's back.

"You little- PFFT! GYAHAHAHA!" Beidou bursted into loud cackles. She hugged her torso and stomped her feet on the ground, trying anything that would hopefully lessen the ticklishness, but it felt hopeless. Kazuha's fingers mananaged to short circuit her brain, making her body react against her will.

Kazuha couldn't help but giggle along with her as he kept playfully tickling her. In his time with the Crux, he had never heard the captain sound so joyful. And the fact that he was the one causing it made him feel a bit proud.

"STOP! STOAHAHAHAP!".

Once he heard her pleas, Kazuha's wiggly fingers slowed to a stop. Opting to firmly rub out the tingly sensations. As he heard Beidou take in deep breaths, he said "Sorry". He was, in fact, not sorry at all. You could practically hear the smile in his voice. "I didn't think you'd be so sensitive. Is this why you always avoided getting massaged?".

"Oh shut up!..." Beidou huffed, crossing her arms like a pouty toddler. She could feel the heat rise in her cheeks. As embarrassing as this felt, she couldn't fight off the smile on her face.

"Anyways, how are you feeling? Better, I hope".

Being taken out of her flustered thoughts, Beidou noticed that her body did loosen up quite a bit thanks to the tickling, not like she'd admit it though. "I do feel less stiff, so I guess I should thank you, in spite of your little stunt there".

"Heheh, I'm just happy to be of service" maybe this was wishful thinking, but Kazuha felt like this brought them even if just a little bit closer.

Suddenly, the captain turned to face Kazuha "But don't think you're getting out of this scott free—".

"Looks like my job here is done, see ya!" at hearing her threat, Kazuha got up swiftly and excited out of the room.

"Hmph" Beidou let him get away this time, but it was only a matter of time until she got her revenge.

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I always feel shy writing characters for the first time, but I'm happy with how this turned out 🥰

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